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Suguru and his pretty first mate 𓊝 ꒰ mdni ꒱

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Being the captain’s favourite came with many perks.

“Ngh —Captain! The crew may hear!” Yet you made no effort to cease the rocking of your hips into his eager mouth. Suguru chuckled, violet eyes glinting up at you, “Let em hear.”

He had perched you on top of his desk before kneeling between your legs and feasting on your cunt like a man starved.

The feathers of his earrings tickled your thighs along with the loose strands of inky hair that cascaded down his shoulders. He looked downright sinful as he devoured you, his hat slipping from its place on his head with every hungry lap of his tongue against your clit.

You felt the pink muscle of his tongue delve deeper within your walls, eliciting the filthiest of noises from your maw. “Captain, please,” you whined. “Mhm, cum for me first, sweet thing.”

He was always one to put his crew before himself.

Two thick, calloused fingers bullied their way into your cunt, stuffing you so deliciously full. A broken moan tore from your throat as he began to curl them up, up into your sweet spot.

Your legs trembled on either side of his head as the knot in your stomach tightened. Suguru’s tongue stayed glued to your clit, flicking and suckling on the bundle of nerves as he continued to pump his fingers inside of you.

“Too — ah — much, m’cumming!” Slapping a hand over your mouth, you came with a muffled cry, bucking your hips into his face as your orgasm washed over you like a tidal wave.

Suguru groaned into you, eyes rolling back at the way you clenched around his digits.

Swiftly, he rose from the floor before pressing his lips against yours, forcing you to taste yourself on his tongue. One of his strong hands cupped your tit that had already spilt from your blouse as you began to work the buttons of his shirt. His free hand moved to free his dick from its confines; the leaky tip slapped against his abdomen with a lewd thwap.

He shuddered softly as your nails traced the scar on his chest. “X marks the spot, aye, Captain?”

He grinned as he pushed into you, thick cock stretching you out in the most painfully blissful manner. Suguru’s lips dropped to your neck, teeth grazing the delicate skin as he spoke, “Prettiest lass on me ship, aren't ya?” His hips began to move at a steady rhythm, shaking the squeaky desk with every thrust.

Your fingers entangle themselves in his raven hair, tugging the strands in an attempt to ground yourself as he bullies your cervix. Leaning in, he pressed his lips to yours once more, swallowing each sound you made.

“Captain,” it came out in a hoarse whisper as your body began to tremble. He smiled down at you, smug with the knowledge of how wrecked you were over his dick. “Yes, lass? Do ya want to cum again?” Your nails dig into his chest, causing him to choke on a groan and throw his head back. His thrusting became more determined, pulling all the way out to the tip before slamming back in deeper than before.

He tipped your hat off your head to replace it with his, keeping his hand secured to the top of your head to ensure it doesn’t slip off as he pounds into you.

A cry escapes you as your entire body jolts from the force. “Me pretty first mate,” he coos into your ear, gripping your thighs to haul you closer to him.

Your legs lock around his waist as you cum for the second time; slick drips from your cunt down onto the desk below, all while he continues to grind into you. “So tight for yer Captain, such asweet lassie.”

His hips still as he spills into you. The hat flops forward, shielding your face from his lust-driven gaze. Suguru flicks the hat upwards, “You alright, treasure?” Nodding, you lean into his chest, your own still heaving from your orgasm.

A sudden knock at the door to the Captain's Quarters startled you both.

“Er… Captain? Sukuna be threatening to haul Gojo overboard again…”

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[hangenatic]

words used to have meaning. stop saying things you don't mean 2026

[bambieyedpoet]

⋮k!nks i think bakugo would have ⌗ ┆MDNI! (18+)

˚a/n: this is just my opinion! & this is also for the anon that asked me for a nsfw alphabet (which i promise i'll finish when i get the time to). ᵎᵎ ‎

ꫂ᭪݁ giving:

breed!ng: this is a popular headcanon for a reason! i can just imagine him being full of his yummy cum and wanting nothing more than to just fill it all inside you. i always see him as a highly obsessive person in every area of his life, so marking his territory in the bedroom is NO exception !

degradat!on: another popular one, but it's so obvious, i think his degradation however wouldn't be straight up foul and offensive (especially if you're in an established relationship). it would be words along the lines of — "oh you're such a nasty girl (or slut)" / "aww, just look at you, so needy for me." it would be stuff which re-establish his sense of mock playfulness in the relationship, and him liking the affect he has over you.

org@sm control: my personal interpretation of bakugo is a dominant switch. ₁ i think there's a really big part of him which would get a big kick out of seeing his partner a bit helpless and at his mercy. my toxic bakugo headcanon will always be that he's super controlling, so being able to have the authority to dictate when or how you're pleasured would be highly appealing to him.

mommy/d@ddy: again, staying on theme. i don't think being called 'daddy' is something he will explicitly seek out. however, when he's fucking you good and you slip out a little "just like that daddy", it would get him REALLY going. he would increase his pace, start finding new ways to make you feel good.

‎ꫂ᭪݁ receiving:

praise: no surprise here! he has a big ego (play 'ego' by beyoncé • ᴗ < ), and just hearing you encourage him and validate him that he's doing your body good would be everything he really needs in the bedroom. i think praise would also heal his childhood wounds and desires, slip in a little '#1 d!ck' in there and watch him blush like crazy. he would reward you in return by spending extra time with his tongue on your clit, or increasing his strokes.

or@l fixation: he loves recieving blowjobs! he's just a horny guy at the end of the day! you on your knees, or when you're sitting on his face and you're in the 69 position, he'd eattt itt upp. i think he would especially appreciate it considering he's such a giver himself, so to have something in return which produces such high pleasure for him would be purrfect.

mommy/daddy: as much as he loves being in control, i think during aftercare at times when he's being a bit too rough, he would love to just lay on your chest and be comforted. during this, i can see him embarrassingly muffling 'mommy' under his breath just for the sheer fact his face is close to your chest. compared to others like izuku, kirishima, denki, who i think would voluntarily call you ‘mommy’, i think for bakugo it would be in very intimate moments where he feels safe.

restrain: this one i'm a bit unsure of, maybe i'm a bit influenced by fanart where he's tied up...but he is a switch after all! the scenario i see this happening the most is when you tie him to show off a new set of lingerie you bought, teasing him about what he can't have. this would get him so excited and passionate in a deeply almost animalistic way.

₁ okay so the reason why i think bakugo is a 'dominant switch' is because my mind went; dominant > submissive + switch> top > bottom = dominant switch. i know some part of the fandom potrays him as a sub (which i do think he has the duality of being), my personal interpretation of his character is someone who despises limitations and desires control. i see these traits being reflected in all aspects of his life, especially if he's with a female partner. this might just be me being self indulgent but i know there's people out there who agree!

[moviecritc]

roommate!suguru geto and her exhibitionism problems ꒰ ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

cw: mdni, fem!suguru, thigh riding, art by suguruboobs

You like your roommate, you really do, she keeps everything tidy, cooks for you in the weekends and she has picked you up from parties when you're wasted. She's almost like a friend to you. Because there's this minor inconvenience with her that makes you just a little bit uncomfortable.

She likes to walk around naked in your apartment, with zero shame. Sometimes she's with her tits out and panties, other times she's wearing a bra but with her pussy bare, most of the times she's just fully nude.

And you really want to hate it, but how could you when Suguru has the most amazing body you've ever seen. Her breasts are round and perky, big enough to bounce while she walks, same with her ass, perfect to grab and knead. Thick strong thighs and arms because she works out (also naked in your living room) and her pussy... gosh, she has the prettiest trimmed bush that peeks a little when she wears panties that makes your mouth water.

You feel like a pervert every goddamn time, even after she told you that she doesn't care that you stare at her. But just her sight makes you so fucking wet. You're having breakfast just before leaving for work and she shows up in the kitchen with her long inky hair up in a loose bun, her bare hips swaying around the kitchen while she scrambles some eggs.

You've warned her so many times that she's going to get burned before and it finally happens, a big drop of hot oil splashed in her skin, making her curse and whine in pain.

"Fucking hell," she mutters, wiping away the oil from her injured skin. She turns to you with a pout, leaning into the counter. "Girl, I've burned."

You open your mouth but she's faster. "Skip the 'I told ya' and just help me, I can't treat it right myself."

You huff a laugh and take her to the bed. The burn isn't that bad and it should be fine with just cold water and cream, you definitely didn't need to take her to your bed, laying her down and apply it yourself. Actually, she could have done it all by herself. But now you have an injured naked and gorgeous woman in your bed, her hair falling in your pillow in such beautiful shapes. Your thighs press together before you can help yourself, oh and she notices.

She's sprawled on your sheets with one arm tucked behind her head so her chest rises all pretty and full. You focus on applying the cool cream to her stomach, trying not to let your touch linger too much.

Out of nowhere she tilts her head and asks, "Are you a lesbian?"

You blink hard, fingers freezing right there on her warm skin. "Excuse me? Why would you even ask that?"

She gives you a lazy little smile, making her lips look extra soft.

"Come oooon. None of my other roommates could handle me walking around like this. They'd get all weird and awkward, covering their eyes or telling me to put clothes on every five seconds." Her voice drops a notch. "But you keep letting me do it without complaining once. That's pretty lesbian to me."

Heat floods your face so fast you swear you could cook eggs on your cheeks. She's right. God, she's so right. You've been the world's biggest lesbian since the first day she dropped her towel like it was nothing, and every naked breakfast or living-room workout has only made it worse.

You swallow, nod once, small and embarrassed. "I mean, yeah I am. So? what?"

Suguru's smile grows, she shifts on the bed, thighs parting just a little so you catch a glimpse of that pretty bush you can't stop thinking about. "Cool. So do you wanna get naked too?"

Your brain short-circuits. You sit there with the cream tube still in your hand, staring at her dumbfounded. "Huh?"

She laughs softly and reaches up to play with one of your curls. Her fingers brush your cheek and stay there. "I'm saying I want to fuck you, silly. If you want that too."

Your mouth goes dry but your body answers to her before your mouth does, already leaning into her.

You manage a shaky little laugh. "You're... really direct."

"Life's too short to burn myself twice," she whispers, eyes flicking to your lips. Her hand slides down your arm, thumb stroking slow circles that feel way too good. "C'mere already. Let me see you."

You take a deep breath as you peel your clothes from your body, showing her your naked body for the first time. She whistles low, looking you up and down as she takes your wrist and tugs you down on the bed. You're straddling her lap now, your pussy grazing her thighs and your tits hovering her face.

"You're beautiful. How could you hid this from me?" she says, looking down at your tits and pussy.

You bite your lip, already feeling that familiar flush creep up your neck. Suguru notices right away, of course she does. She tilts her head with this playful smirk, eyes sparkling like she's enjoying every second of your embarrassment.

"So tell me," she whispers, "what do you want to do to me? Or what do you want me to do to you? I do both but you gotta be specific."

Your mouth opens but nothing comes out except a tiny squeak. She chuckles softly, squeezing your hips. "Aw, look at you getting all shy. It's cute, but I need words."

"I... I don't know," you mumble, shifting on her lap. The way your bare pussy brushes against her strong thigh makes it hard to think straight.

Suguru leans up a little, lips brushing your collarbone. "How about you ride my thigh? Have you ever done that?"

You nod so fast it makes your head spin, heat rushing straight between your legs. "Yeah. Please."

She grins, settling back against the pillows and guiding you into position. One of her hands stays on your hip while the other slides up to cup your breast, thumb teasing your nipple. You start moving, sliding your slick folds along her firm thigh. It feels so good already, warm skin against your most sensitive spot.

"So obedient," she whispers, voice dropping into something filthy and intimate right by your ear. "Bet you've been thinking about this every time I walked around naked, huh? Rubbing your thighs together in your room after I left the kitchen."

You moan her name, "S-Suguru," all breathy and desperate as you pick up the pace. Your hips roll faster, chasing that friction. She feels incredible under you, muscle flexing every time you press down.

"What? Do you think I didn't notice how you eye-fucked me every time you could?" she says, licking and biting your earlobe while her hands guide you to grind faster.

"Suguru, please!" you whine again, her name being the only thing in your head.

"Mmm, say it louder," she teases, nipping at your earlobe. "Want the neighbors to know who's making you feel this good."

Whines spill from your lips as you ride her harder, tits bouncing with every grind. She keeps whispering all those dirty little things that make your head fuzzy. "Good girl. So eager. Bet you wanna cum all over my thigh like the horny girl you are."

"Mhm," you nod as needy as ever. "I'm close hah I'm sooo close!"

Her hands help you to grind faster while her thigh tenses and relaxes, adding more to the feeling.

It doesn't take long before everything tightens up inside you. You moan her name again, louder this time, body shaking as the orgasm crashes through you. Your hips stutter and press down hard, riding it out while she holds you close, murmuring praises against your neck.

"That's my girl," she tells you, rubbing your back and kissing your temple.

You slump against her chest afterward, breathing heavy, face buried in her shoulder. Suguru tilts your chin up so you're looking right into her eyes.

"Do you want to interlock our bushes now?"

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Going on live stream with Satoru ٠࣪⭑

You and Satoru were sitting on his obnoxiously large bed as you fumbled to turn the live stream on. Your viewers have been begging for a Q&A session.

“Hey guys! Welcome back to another live stream. I’m here with Satoru — as usual.” He gave you a sideways glance. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Before you could even come up with a response, the comments came flooding in.

jlawhusband: KISS yooo who said that 👀

meow4toru: LOOK AT HIS SMIRK OH MY GAWD

kugi-nobara: i need your skincare routine.

You squinted at the screen. “Guys, tone it down, will you? You guys are crazy, except you, Kugi. I’ll do a video on my routine.” Satoru laughed, “They’re always weird, no? Can’t blame them.” He stretched one of his hands and rested it over your shoulder. “We are that couple.”

Rolling your eyes, you opened your phone and scrolled through the list of questions sent by your followers. “Okay, first question,” grinning, you turned to your boyfriend. “How whipped are you on a scale of one to ten?”

He blinked at you, pale eyebrows furrowing in thought before he answered, “Eleven.” He turned to the camera, his eyes narrowing slightly. “So don’t even think about flirting in the comments.”

toegay_inu: Yooo chill this feels targeted towards me 😕😕

m4k1i1: That’s because it is. Stop shooting your shot, they never land.

You giggled as your boyfriend gradually got redder every time someone made a weak attempt to flirt with you. “I just said off limits, guys! Take a hint.” Sulking, he took the phone and scrolled to the next question.

“Right,” he deadpanned, a pout settling on his lips as he turned towards you, “Who the hell asked if you’re single?”

You couldn’t help the laugh that snuck past your lips, “Oh my god? Did they actually?”

Satoru’s brows knitted together as his cheeks turned pink. “I will seriously start banning some of you from these streams!” You laughed louder, resting your hand on his shoulder. “Toru, you can’t do that!”

He mumbled something about doxing people before you swatted his arm and continued. “Okay, this one is asking us to react to the edits on TikTok. That seems okay.” Satoru seemed to perk up at this. “Awesome!” Babe, do you think they have those ship edits of us?” Giggling, you replied, “Baby, doesn’t that only happen when people aren’t dating?”

He rolled his eyes, “Whatever potato, potahto.”

The first edit that popped up was one for Sukuna. Gojo had connected his phone to his TV so you could aim the camera at it as well.

“Bend over and take this dick —”

“Woah!” You both practically screamed in unison, jumping into each other’s arms as if what you had just witnessed was a crime against humanity.

sukunas4thwife: OH MY GOD THATS MY EDITT!!1!1!1

hearts-yorozu: my man my man my man

fushiguro_m: ???

Clearing your throat, you scroll past the video, “Moving on.”

The next seems to be a wholesome edit of you and Satoru, different clips of your various vlogs stitched together to some soft music with the caption “dream relationship.”

Both you and Satoru cooed at the video, watching it on repeat a few times. “Awww, Toru. This is so cute! Look at us,” you pointed to a clip of you two baking from one of your first videos; flour was smeared across his face while he chased you around with a dollop of icing on his finger.

Then, Gojo looked as if he had a lightbulb moment: “Let’s search up my name.”

You almost instantly regretted letting him do that.

The edit opened with him laughing, head thrown back while his oval sunglasses rested prettily on his face. The next clip was of him licking his lips — but they conveniently cropped out the cake from the video. Then came the shirtless gym video…

“Oh?” Your eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Satoru stammered, clearly trying to recover the situation as sensual music played over and over as the video looped. “I-I uh forgot that was posted…” You snatched your phone back. “Clearly. Now everyone on live just witnessed that!”

Peering over, you checked the comments, and to your dismay, they were definitely swooning.

hi-bara: DAMN BRO

gojol0verr: I’m looking respectfully.

satorusfan1: I’M LOOKING DISRESPECTFULLY

The comments just kept coming, practically overloading the screen with over-the-top compliments. Satoru leaned back, resting his hands behind his head. “What can I say? The ladies and gents love me.”

You groaned, deciding the best course of action was to retaliate and look up your own name.

Your edit was more intimate, with soft colouring and a sweet song, editing you as if you were the dead wife at the start of a movie. You watched as clips of your own face were pieced together most beautifully.

Satoru sighed dreamily, “Wow.”

The comments seemed to echo his expression.

st4r-kirara: i’m in complete awe

shoko_i: Ruin my life. Please?

drakesux: i will fight Gojo.

Satoru’s face shifted again; this time, instead of being possessive, he seemed to be in awe of the edit and actually agreed with the viewers instead of arguing.

“Yeah, all mine by the way.” He leaned over, pressing an obscenely sloppy kiss to your cheek before returning a cheeky grin to the camera.

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𝟐𝟐 / 𝟏𝟎 / 𝟐𝟔 ⚰︎ AYO? AU…?

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[rengoated]

Everyone can tell you’re a social climber btw

[hangenism]

showing levi how much you appreciate him or .. riding levi after his accident cw: smut ⸝⸝ hurt to comfort ⸝⸝ levi's a bit insecure

ever since levi’s injury, he’s been more distant. he’d flinch slightly when you tried to engage anything sexual, claiming that he wasn’t in the mood. you believed him, until you found him in your shared bedroom fucking his fist with your panties. it was time, you decided, for an intervention.

“levi?” you called out. you peeked your head into the room. he was on the bed reading a book. when he heard your voice, he glanced up and set it aside.

“hm?” he replied eyes scanning yours. he looked well rested for once and it made you smile. levi caught this immediately and raised a brow.

“what?”

“nothing.” you joined him on the bed, smile only growing wider. he narrowed his eyes at you suspiciously, but wrapped his arm around you. “it doesn’t look like nothing,” he said in a pointed tone. he kissed your cheek before reaching over on the nightstand.

“well, it’s truly nothing, i’ll go back to my book…” you grabbed his arm to stop him. he raised an eyebrow at you once more.

“what now—”

instead of responding, you crawled into his laps and straddled him. he stared at you before his hands found purchase on your waist.

“ever since your accident, you’ve been distant.” you started off, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. “and i’ve missed you levi. i understand why, but i promise you that i want you no matter not. and honestly..." you ran your hand along his defined abs, not failing to miss the way he inhaled sharply at your touch, "how could i not?" you pressed a kiss to his cheek and grinned at him. before he could even speak, his eyes told you everything that was on the tip of his tongue. he sighed and averted his gaze from you.

"i have been distance," he admitted, "but i don't want you to do this because you feel like you have to. that's the last thing i'd want." he swallowed hard before meeting your eyes. you held his gaze, before leaning in and peppering kisses down his jawline. he groaned softly and squeezed the plush of your ass through your shorts. you rolled your hips absentmindedly, still littering his face with kisses. levi bucked his hips against your clothed cunt and you groaned. your lips found their way to his neck as you grinded against his hard on.

"levi—" your breath caught in your throat as his hand found its way underneath your tank top. shivering under his touch, he cupped your breasts under the fabric, whispering about how beautiful you were.

"just perfect." he murmured, fingers teasing your nipples. you whined softly and grinded against the tent in his pants even more. "missed this so much levi," you confessed. you truly had, it's been a tortuous few weeks without him. he's plagued every one one of your dreams since the last time you had him all to yourself. and this time, you weren't going to let him slip away again as easily.

levi gestured for you to lift your hips so he could take off your flimsy shorts. he tossed them somewhere in the room without a second glance and focused his attention back on you. or, more specifically, your tits. they were peaking through your tank top and catching levi's attention. he tugged the hem of it and you swiftly took it off. his mouth attacked them instantly: swirling one nipple and rolling the other in between his fingers before switching. you let out a sinful moan, tugging lightly on his hair. after he pulled away, he looked up at you, dark eyes filled with lust and impatience.

"it's been too long, i need you," he said just above a whisper. you smiled, he was still a bit shy. you didn't mind, you unbuttoned his pants in a blink. he was hard, tip leaking with precum. you pumped the base of his cock, earning a low guttural moan from the dark haired man. you smirked, running your thumb across the head of his dick. he cursed under his breath and bucked his hips involuntarily.

"missed this soo badly," you hummed, kissing his tip. "i'm guessing you did too, hm?"

levi barely managed a nod before his head dipped and he kissed your collarbone. he could come right now, just from your touch. that's how badly he missed you, so much it hurt. when you finally sink down on his cock, groaning as you took every inch of him, levi died right then and there. he silently cursed himself for denying himself of this for so long. he'd been quietly yearning for you, hiding in the shadows when he wanted to get off, all because he was terrified. but the way you looked at him, kissed him, and squeezed around him made all that fear melt away.

"jesus christ, you're tight," levi groaned. his thick cock only made it halfway into your poor cunt. your palms were flat on his chest to steady yourself. you fluttered around him at his words and whined softly, "levi, i don't know if i can take anymore."

levi shook his head firmly. "you've taken all of me before, it's just... been a while." you nodded and spread your legs wider so you could fully sink down on his cock. with a bit of coaxing, he almost bottomed out. tears prickled in your eyes from the stretch. he felt so good, splitting you apart like this. you whispered his name like a mantra, sinful moans escaping your lips.

"i know, i know, you're almost there," he encouraged you. you bit your bottom lip and cried out his name when he finally bottomed out. "there, that's all of me," his breath hitched at the feeling of being fully nested inside of you after so long. it felt like heaven—your gummy cunt, already squeezing around him so tightly he was sure to come right there and then. you were so warm, so delicate, so perfect. he was sure he didn't deserve you, but your words from earlier rang in his head.

"levi," you pulled him out of your thoughts with your wrecked voice, "you okay?"

he nodded and sighed. "i'm sorry for depriving us of this...and for so long too." lifting his chin up with your finger, you kissed him, lips capturing his in a sweet kiss. his hands cupped your face and you slowly lifted your hips and slammed back down. he swallowed your moans and smacked your ass. you yelped and he smirked below you. you rode him, thighs trembling as you fluttered around his length. he was so big, it still took a second to get used to. you didn't last long, your legs gave out after a bit. you insisted on a break before continuing, but levi insisted.

"let me make it up to you," his dark eyes met with yours. the intensity of his gaze made your stomach churn. all you could do was nod. his hands found your hips once more and he thrusted into you. your velvet walls fluttered around him as you trembled above him. your broken moans only pushed him to pick up the paste. each thrust was a silent apology, a way to make up for lost time. he kissed your chest, littering it with soft kisses. the last thing you heard before you fell apart was your name escaping from his lips. your thighs shook as you came down from your high. levi came deep inside of you with a low grunt.

"beautiful," he murmured. you looked into his eyes, and for the first time in a long time, he let you see him vulnerable. he looked a little broken with his brows furrowed, searching your eyes for any sign of regret. he still didn't want you to want him out of pity.

"i missed you levi," you finally said with a happy sigh. you cupped his face and grinned. "i could never not want you, i promise."

levi leaned forward and sealed your promise with a kiss. it was tender, his hands found their way in your hair, and yours in his. he stole your breath, kissing you like he'd been waiting all of eternity to do so. it was him twitching, still very much inside of you, that broke the kiss.

"shit," he muttered, slightly embarassed.

you cackled and poked his cheek. "all from a kiss? you defintely missed me, huh?"

"gosh, no need to rub it in," he rolled his eyes, but there was no real bite in his tone.

you lifted your hips slowly and he froze. "make me." he smirked at you before rolling the two of you over. the two of you stayed up all night, tangled in the sheets, making up for lost time.

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HOPPING DIH DIH DIH

[fushihearts]

(,,>﹏<,,) bring your kid to work day + nanami! ✦⋆💼.˚

“my love, are you absolutely sure about this?”

you giggle, turning from where you’d been preparing your daughter’s mini lunchbox so that you’re facing your husband. his face is taut, a subtle sense of worry set in his features.

“kento.” a small, exasperated smile plays on your lips. “she’ll be fine. besides, you know how excited she’s been about this — she’s been talking about it all week!”

“i know, but...what if she gets bored? or if she wants to go home midway through the day? you know i can’t exactly take her back whenever i please.” nanami tugs at his tie a little, smoothing down the edges absentmindedly: a nervous tell of his that you’ve grown accustomed to by now.

you lean back against the kitchen counter, raising an eyebrow.

“she literally clings to you every time you work from home,” you counter, rolling your eyes at the memory of her behaviour just last week. she’d followed him around all day, pacing back-and-forth alongside him and just barely avoiding tripping him up while he had been taking important business calls. you had tried to pry her away just long enough for your poor husband to finish at least one business call without any disruptions, but that only resulted in tears. a lot of them.

in fact, she’d cried for an hour after that, sulking in her father’s arms as he empathetically stroked her hair in an attempt to calm her down.

okay, so nanami supposes you may have a point, she’d probably be just fine at his workplace.

he rubs his temple, regrettably all out of arguments. instead, he gives in and chooses to finish packing his bag for work, shoulders lowering a fraction.

you both hear several loud, unceremonious stomps coming down the stairs, and you simultaneously turn to see your daughter reach the foot of the stairs, all ready for her day out. she has a huge grin plastered on her face, and her hair is in two neat pigtails — thanks to nanami of course — complete with two bright hair clips.

“i’m ready! let’s go!” she rushes to him and tugs at his leg, eyes wide and expression excited. she extends her arms in a silent plea to be carried, and who is your husband to deny his sweet daughter?

“see you after work!” you smile, pressing a quick kiss to your daughter’s nose and waving them both goodbye.

-

nanami leans back slightly from where he’s sat at his desk, staring at his computer screen and inspecting the values in the spreadsheet. it’s monotonous work, just about as boring as always — as should be expected of a 9-5 office job. unlike a typical work day, however, his desk has several colourful drawings scattered across its surface today. the first is a drawing of a flower, spirals of bright yellow crayon forming what he can only assume are the petals. alongside the flower picture are two other drawings: a drawing of a huge, wonky heart coloured in yellow, and then another sheet of paper with a drawing of a stick figure with blond hair, a serious expression drawn onto its round face.

averting his gaze from his desk, nanami moves to lift his breakfast (a pesto-mozzarella baguette) to his mouth, chewing slowly and watching his daughter doodle. she’s got her tongue stuck out as she scribbles in determined silence, her crayon in one hand and a chocolate chip muffin in the other.

the bakery workers had both worn a look of poorly-contained surprise upon hearing his order change from his usual baguette sandwich to both a baguette and a muffin this time. they’d always taken him as a man heavily rooted in routine, and so to see him stray away from what was typical of him was…odd.

“what are you drawing now, sweetheart?” nanami murmurs softly, watching her hunch over yet another sheet of paper, her grip firm on her crayon.

“me and papa at work!” she responds. he raises his eyebrows at that, a tiny, barely-perceptible smile crossing his features as he watches her join up the arms of the two stick figures so that they’re holding hands. she doesn’t lift her head from her drawing, too engrossed in adding his blond hair perfectly atop his head and drawing her own smile just right.

after about fifteen minutes or so, she’s done.

“tada! that’s papa, and that’s me!” she exclaims proudly, glancing up at nanami for approval and beaming when she sees him smile softly back at her. he strokes her hair, quiet for a moment before speaking.

“okay, now that you’ve finished your drawing, why don’t we take a break from playing so i can go get a coffee?”

“it’s not playing.” she corrects him, blinking up at him with solemn eyes. “i’m working, just like you do!” at that, your daughter puts a hand on her hip, looking up at her father with an unimpressed expression. while nanami’s not quite sure that he’d put gruelling office work on the same level as scribbling a few drawings, he decides it’s better not to debate on the matter.

“okay, i’m sorry, honey. let’s take a break from working and go get a coffee.”

“yay! okay!”

your daughter skips down the hall with him, speaking excitedly about her day as they approach the coffee machine.

“do you want to press the buttons for me?” he looks down at his daughter, and she nods excitedly. nanami carefully lifts her up, securing her in his arms so that she can reach the machine properly.

“an americano, please.” he places a mug under the machine before lifting a finger to point at the correct button. the four year old girl presses it with a tiny delighted giggle, clearly pleased with herself as coffee begins to pour out into the cup below.

“i want one too!”

“it may be a little too bitter for you, shall we get you a hot chocolate instead?”

that catches her attention. with an excited squeal, she agrees enthusiastically, turning to face the machine and trying to figure out which button to press. she hesitates, unsure which is the hot chocolate.

“that one, sweetheart.” nanami gently guides her finger to the right button and she turns her head to face him in awe as it pours out, eyes wide and surprised.

a couple of minutes later, your daughter skips back down the hall, nanami following close behind with two mugs in his hands, trying to match her pace while also making sure not to spill anything.

she slides happily into her seat next to his desk, tapping her hands on the tabletop expectantly as she waits for her father to put her mug down before pulling a sheet of paper and a crayon close to her.

“okay. now i’m in work mode! no distracting me, okay?” she blinks sternly up at him. she’s sat about as professionally as a four year old can be, her mug at her side and a stack of papers in front of her.

nonetheless, over the span of the next 5 or so minutes, your husband can’t help but notice one problem.

“is the hot chocolate too hot?” he asks gently, watching as his daughter reaches out for the drink a third time before quickly retracting her hands again.

“…mhm.” that earns a small, empathetic sigh from nanami.

“here, let me help.” he murmurs. gently, he lifts the mug to his lips and blows for a few minutes before taking a small sip.

“there. it should be fine now. try it.” she does so, meanwhile he brushes her hair away from her face tenderly.

“yeah! all better!” she shuts her eyes contentedly and takes the mug from his hands happily, kicking her legs back and forth in between excited sips.

after several minutes of being sat like that and sipping her drink, your daughter looks up from her hot chocolate to face nanami.

“i like working with papa!” she beams at him, showing off the mess of hot chocolate around her mouth and cheeks in the process.

nanami’s expression softens at those simple words.

“yeah, i like working with you too, sweetheart.”

a/n: idea creds to my lovely hazel @hangenism i love this idea and i love you thank you sososo much !!! girl dad papamin you are SO dear to me ˊᗜˋ && this is a semi filler post while i try to get rid of my writing block

[rengoatku]

Satoru’s personality biceps are great!

“Satoru, do you mind telling me why you and your boyfriend are at my table?” You glared up at the white-haired man as you tried to complete your notes from your last lecture. Suguru snorted at your comment. “Oh please, I have more self-respect.”

Satoru looked between the two of you like a kicked puppy, glossy lips morphing into a pout. “Hey! Don’t forget both of you have kissed me on more than one occasion.”

You let out a confused noise before Gojo interjected. “Anyway, I have a super important question to ask you, sweets.”

Rolling your eyes, you finally tilted your head up from your books. “We will circle back to that, but what’s up?”

He slid a slightly crumpled paper across the desk as if he were slipping you some kind of illegal substance. When you turned it over, there were three small boxes which were each accompanied by either back, biceps, or pretty face. You sucked in a breath, preparing for whatever bullshit he was pulling this time.

“Satoru, what the hell is this?” The man only smiled wider, cerulean eyes sparkling as if he had just created the greatest scheme known to mankind. “That,” he beamed, “Is a foolproof, state-of-the-art method to test how much you really like me.”

You groaned, watching as the two idiots giggled amongst themselves like high school girls.

“I don’t have time for this,” you muttered mostly to yourself, shaking your head. Satoru piped up, “Oh, come on, just for me?” His eyes widened, giving his best effort at puppy dog eyes. Suguru joined in, “Just do it so he stops asking me what his best qualities are.”

With one last exasperated sigh, you folded. “Alright, fine! You better not get upset with the outcome.” The two men cheered rather loudly, earning an annoyed “shh!” From the librarian.

You grabbed your pen, drawing a wonky box with the title “personality.” Satoru watched with hopeful eyes as each letter appeared.

“No looking.”

Satoru and Suguru turned around, attempting to sneak glances over their shoulders every few seconds.

Finally, you cleared your throat, announcing that you had finished. You slid the paper back to him just as discreetly, and Gojo practically snatched it away.

☐ back

✔︎ biceps

☐ pretty face

☐ personality

Geto burst out laughing, strands of hair falling free from his bun with the force of it, while Satoru looked somewhat distressed. “I — wha? I thought you loved my personality,” he whined, lips curling into a frown. You began to pack up your belongings, but he wasn’t done yet.

“Wait, wait, wait!” Satoru stared at the paper as though the answer would somehow change. “You seemed to have misunderstood the assignment.” You stared at him for a moment. “No, no, I don’t think I did.”

“Oh, you absolutely did.” He jabbed a finger at the paper, “See, now you wrote down personality yourself, which was correct — kudos! But you forgot to tick it.” Suguru intervened, “Maybe if you didn’t act like… well, you, you would’ve gotten personality as your best trait.”

Satoru gasped dramatically, “That is offensive! I’ll have you know I have a very attractive… everything!”

He turned back to you, “Seriously?”

You shrugged, slinging your bag over your shoulder. “What can I say? I have my priorities.”

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[euroic]

[hangenatic]

i love my bday twin

[moviecritc]

GUILTY OR DISGUSTED?

you never thought suguru geto would appear in your door after what he did, but there he is, standing in front of you, daring to look guilty ꒰ ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

cw: mdni, angst, no comfort, desperate!geto, extremely mean!reader, she the one hurting and not comforting, you've been warned, art by ndsoda

WHY WAS HE HERE? After hearing what he had done, you never thought that he would appear in your apartment less than a day after you received the news. Your boyfriend is now a murdered, you’re still trying to accept the fact that he slayed a whole village without hesitating when he knocked on your door. 

He stood up there, a tiny smile in his pretty lips and eyebags less heavy than the last time you saw him, he even has the audacity to come inside without you letting him. 

“You shouldn’t be here,” you tell him, closing the door and crossing your arms over your chest. 

You lean on the wall, eyes fixated on his face. He was looking around the apartment, you guess trying to memorize whatever memories you shared together. You’ve been dating for three whole years, since you were sixteen years olds, running around the school with your other friends, holding hands and being cheesy in public because you were in love. 

“I know, I know, I’m sorry,” he nods, getting closer to you. You regret being against the wall because now you can’t get further from him. “I came to ask you something.”

“What?” you said right away, trying to end this as soon as possible. He was contaminating your apartment with all his terrible cursed energy.

“Come with me. I have to leave Jujutsu right now and I want you to come with me.” Your silence was deafening to him. “Please, my love.”

You stared at him, your heart pounding with nothing but pure revulsion. The tiny smile on his lips was fading fast, but he kept trying, thinking you would magically forget what he had done.

“Don’t call me that,” you whispered, your face twisting into a grimace of disgust. “You lost every right to those sweet words the moment you butchered an entire village. How dare you come here?”

He flinched hard, but he didn’t back away. Instead, he stepped closer, his hand reaching out like it used to when you were sixteen and sneaking off between classes to steal kisses behind the school building. “It wasn’t murder, not really. You have to understand. Those people were dragging us all down. I did it for a better future.”

“Shut up!” Your voice rose, sharp and cold. You shoved his hand away so forcefully that he stumbled back a step. “You’re nothing but a disgusting traitor who thinks he’s some kind of hero. You make me want to throw up.”

Tears welled up in his eyes almost instantly. He looked so broken already, his shoulders slumping as he pressed a hand to his chest like your words had physically wounded him. 

“Please, my love… just listen. I came here because I can’t imagine leaving without you. Remember when we first started dating? You used to laugh at my stupid jokes and rest your head on my shoulder during those late-night talks about our futures. I thought… I thought we would always be like that.”

You laughed bitterly, the sound harsh in the quiet room. “Don’t try to guilt-trip me, Geto. Those memories make me sick now. You were pretending all along, weren’t you? The boy who used to bring me snacks after missions and whisper how much he loved me in the dark is dead. Replaced by this monster standing in my apartment.”

Suguru’s breath hitched and he moved forward again, desperate. His hands trembled as he reached for you, stopping just short of touching your arms. 

“No no no no, I’m still me, don’t you see?” He points at himself, even if he looks like a total mess to you. “I can’t sleep without you next to me, the thought of going on without your voice destroys me.”

He’s craving your closeness, getting a bit closer every time. He needs to feel the warmth of your body at least just one more time. 

“Come with me. We can leave everything behind and build something together. I’ll protect you every d–”

You slapped him hard across the face before he could finish, the crack of your palm against his cheek echoed loudly. His head snapped to the side,and a bright red mark bloomed on his skin. He didn’t even try to block it. Instead, he turned back to you with fresh tears streaming down his cheeks, his pretty lips quivering.

“Why… why are you doing this?” he choked out, voice thick with desperation. “I did it for us, don’t you see? I want you safe. I want you to be happy with me, away from all this pain.”

“You think I could ever be happy with a filthy killer like you?” You shoved him again, both hands slamming into his chest until his back hit the wall with a thud. “You’re pathetic, Geto. Begging like some lost dog after what you’ve done, you’re disgusting.”

He slid down the wall a little, knees weakening as sobs started to escape him. His hands clutched at his shirt, eyes locked on yours with an aching need. 

“Please… don’t send me away. I need you. You’re my reason for everything. Remember that night under the cherry blossoms? You said you’d follow me anywhere. I held you so tight, and then we kissed for hours. That can still be real. I’ll fix it. I’ll do anything.”

Your chest felt tight with anger, not pity. You stepped closer and grabbed his collar, yanking him forward only to push him back against the wall again. “That girl who said those things is gone, do you understand? Get out of my life, you traitor. Go rot somewhere else with your fake revolution.”

Suguru was crying openly now, his whole body shaking as he reached out and grabbed your wrist gently, not to stop you but to hold on. He’s never seen you like that, when you two argued, it was over silly things that were fixed in minutes. But this? You’re different, there’s rage filling your blood vessels and it’s all because of him. He made you like this.

“I can’t leave you here. I love you so much it hurts. More than you’ll ever know. Please, just one chance. Come with me tonight, I’ll show you how good I can be again. I’ll spend every day making you remember why you fell for me.”

He dropped to his knees right there, fully sobbing in the ground as he looked up at you with his purple orbs reddened and desperate. 

You slapped him once more, harder this time with your nails scraping against his skin. “I told you to stop, Geto! You’re embarrassing yourself. A special grade sorcerer reduced to begging at my feet.”

You wanted him out of your apartment, you couldn’t look at him without feeling violent. “You should leave before I call the higher-ups to lock you down.”

He lifted his gaze, his eyes shattered, full of tears and utter desperation. His hands hovered near your legs wanting to cling to you but was scared you’d kick him away.

The late nights studying curses together, the dates in the city, the patterns he traced on your back while whispering sweet nothing. All of it poisoned now.

“I’ll wait, I don’t care,” he whispered hoarsely, voice barely holding together. “I’ll wait as long as it takes for you to see. You’re my home. Without you, I have nothing.”

You crossed your arms tightly, staring down at him with cold, unyielding eyes. “You should have thought it better before becoming a disgusting murderer.” 

Still, he didn’t move, his forehead stayed pressed to the bridge of your feet.

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[hangenatic]

THIS HOW I RLLY FEEL BOUT HIM , FUK THAT NGA

he's so messed up his character so complex