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Streamer!Sukuna who was labeled ‘Angriest Streamer’ and he continues to uphold his title every time he boots up his PC. Whether it be talking to his viewers or rage-quitting a video game, clips of him pop up constantly on your feed (which you obviously save to show him later).

Streamer!Sukuna who is constantly screaming in your shared house. You tried to send a ranting video to your friend but before you could get halfway through a blaring yell shakes the house and you just have to sit in silence till he’s done.

Streamer!Sukuna who has yet to mention to his chat that he even has a girlfriend. Not that you haven't made an appearance here and there. Chat always spams whenever they get even the smallest glimpse of you.

WOAHHHH WAS THAT UR GIRL???

⚠️girlfriend alert guys⚠️

can we say hi!!!!

didn’t know you could pull

To which he ignores and brushes it off,”That’s my fucking roommate idiots.”

Privacy has always been Sukuna’s concern, so you understand. He says they don’t have to know shit about his personal life, since they are just a bunch of strangers. Which, of course you agree. but…

Streamer!Sukuna has a lot of fans. While most of his viewers are male and interested in his ‘bro’ type streams, it doesn’t mean women don’t watch him either. One day you were scrolling on your phone and shockingly, an edit of your boyfriend popped up. He was in his normal studio, but they collected the clips of him flexing toward the camera. You favorited the video, then thought about the other women who watch his streams, and think that you are just his ‘roomate’.

Streamer!Sukuna who is startled when you ask to be introduced to his chat.

“Are you sure? I can’t promise that they’ll react nicely,” He said as if he wouldn’t perma-ban anyone who said something rude.

You doubled down and nodded,”Yeah, I think it’ll be fun.”

With a nod, he agreed and said he could let you appear on his next stream.

Streamer!Sukunaa who stares at his camera with a knowing smirk.

“Chat, I have a little late Christmas present for you guys.”

From downstairs, you hear your name being called and you practically skip up to his room. Slowly, you push open his door and smile sheepishly at the three screens, in the middle one you can see yourself creeping closer into frame.

“I know I said this was my roommate, but I lied,” He chuckled, spinning in his chair to coax you closer.

It was a bit obvious you had no clue what to do in front of the camera, so Sukuna pulls you forward, making you lean over him and he caught your lips. Behind him, his chat is exploding with replies. Your hands rest on his broad shoulders, letting his tongue slip past your lips. A sigh escapes and the hands on the back of your thighs give a gentle squeeze.

Streamer!Sukuna is a prideful man, so there isn’t any holding back as he shows his viewers what's his.

WHAT THE FUCKK

ARE WE ALL SEENIGN THIS RN??

yall sum freaks…i like it 👅👅

CLIPPED CLIPPED CLIPPED

Sukuna finally pulls away, leaving your cheeks flushed and breathing heavy. He apparently doesn’t want to give you a break, so he spins you around and sets you on his lap, turning his chair back toward the camera. Your eyes are as wide as dinner plates, yet Sukuna sits like a kid in a candy store, his large arms wrapped around your waist and letting his chin rest on your shoulder.

He answers some of the questions that come through the inbox, chuckling at some of the funnier ones. For a second he sits there, leaning closer to your ear and whispering.

“They really like you,” His velvet voice raises goosebumps across your arms, making you shiver,”Too bad you’re all mine.”

A dopey smile spreads onto your face and you squeak as Sukuna pinches your hip, but he doesn’t acknowledge it and goes right back to reading off the viewer's responses.

please say she’ll show up more🙏🙏

got room for one more🧐

Are we just going to ignore him whispering to her???

best couple of all time 💯💯

“No we are not going to fucking share Gojo, get out of my stream.”

dividers by @anitalerina

can you guess which streamer this was inspired by lmao

the Archive ༘⋆

Carmi’s posts before the great shift of ‘25

#carmsarchive — will be tagged on all of my older posts

*there are other posts i won’t bother to put on here and any series below will not be continued/finished. if you want to see my entire archived collection, use the hashtag above*

♪‧₊˚ prized possessions:

jacked and kind - mha boy trio

boxer!bakugo headcans

husband sukuna

the little things - saiki k

MWAH - mha smau

the other woman - 4 part jjk smau

p.s. i love you- jjk smau

oh shit her dad walks in - bakugo

any other works you can’t seem to find, feel free to ask and i’ll link it in my response

Both arms cradle you now

Synopsis: Stress hits Katsuki hard and there's only one person who can save him from the intense pressure: you

Word Count: 1.3k

Coming home from a night of patrol was like shedding off a layer of skin, Katsuki had been desperately dreaming about. The apartment was cold, almost empty from your lack of presence, but you were already asleep in your shared room. Katsuki trudged through the complex, telling himself he would take a quick shower, but seeing you curled up and so peaceful, his will broke down instantly.

Slipping off his hero costume, mumbling to himself about how he needed to get some spots sewn up, he lazily climbed into bed with you. Katsuki had been rather upset tonight. Eijirou, his teammate taking the double shift with him, had noticed how quiet he was. Not even complaining about how smoothly the patrol was running.

Katsuki loved fighting and taking down bad guys, but that was the least of his troubles, since all he wanted to do was see your face. In the morning, you were both rushed, barely having time to kiss Katsuki goodbye as he zipped out the door, heading to his agency to handle an annoying problem. You, on the other hand, had to get to your job. Being a journalist these days was not for the weak.

₊⊹ Oh Shit Her Dad Walks In

Request (from @greentea3014 ) request: hello* uhmm... soo in was thinking about you writing something like... bakuogu and his girl are making out and it gets a little spicy.. and then her father comes in her room and sees bakugous shirt off and and get angry... like what would bakugou doo. 👁👄👁

WC : 1.2k

The homework on the floor had quickly been discarded and forgotten—much to Katsuki’s ‘annoyance’. He was never one to fall behind in school, he put his grades and academic performance above anything else, but god you looked ethereal in your thin tank top. It was a relaxing night so you just slipped on a pair of sleep shorts, one that revealed every inch of your soft skin for Katsuki’s red eyes to wander on.

On multiple occasions you had caught him gawking glancing at your exposed skin. For someone so persistent in getting good grades, he couldn’t seem to give a shit about the laptop in front of him. It had been a good handful of minutes since he’d even turned a page or typed a letter. And of course you were ever oblivious. Just continuing to work on your study guide, humming a soft tune from your earbuds. Katsuki couldn’t take it anymore.

He rose from the floor, towering over your comfortable position on the bed. It took you a second to even realize he was there and slowly you took out one of your earbuds and turned to him. “Everything okay?” You gave him a dorky smile, one that raised Katsukis frustration even more. Without even giving you an answer, his warm hands planted on your cheeks and he leaned in.

The kiss was longing and made your heart flutter. There was a certain desperation behind it, but it was being held back. You could sense it with every short groan and how his lips kept clashing back with your after every break. With precision, you moved your laptop away and shut it, scooting closer to your pillows. You couldn’t even lean back before Katsuki’s strong hands were lifting your waist and in the blink of an eye you were situated on his lap.

The change in position didn’t falter his need for you and he only placed his hand into your hair, guiding your mouth with his. Your room was growing hotter by the second. All of your senses were focused on the man under you; how soft his hair was as you raked through the back of it, the smell of smoke and his signature cologne was intoxicating, how he tasted of fresh mint from the gum he had chewed earlier, and you could hear the faint sounds of his want under his breath.

“Kats,” You whined, sinking your hands under his graphic t-shirt. A low chuckle escaped his bruised lips—the sound making your stomach do turns. His large hands found yours and he helped you loudly off the pesky fabric (since it was hiding away the greek statue that was his body). Every inch that lifted above his abdomen sent waves of fuzz to your head, like you couldn’t contain your excitement. Finally the shirt was tossed to the side and you had a full look at his chiseled figure. The yellow lamp in your room illuminated his abs and how his pecs softly rose and fell with his breath.

“Gonna stop staring?” His tease came out in a low whisper. You smirked lowly, soft hands gliding against his skin,”Maybe.” So focused on his chest, you didn’t notice how his finger slipped under your chin and raised your head to look at him,”That means keep kissing me, idiot.” You did not need to be told twice.

Between your battle for more of Katsuki’s taste and touch, neither of you seemed to be able to hear the sound of your door opening. Katsuki’s hands were toying with the end of your shirt and just before he could even lift it, someone cleared their throat from behind you two. You jumped away from your boyfriend, heart pounding loud and fast, but your fear turned into utter dread as you made eye contact with the person at your door. Arms crossed, brow furrowed, and absolutely fuming was your father. His eyes were locked onto the blonde who looked ticked off that your make-out sesh was interrupted.

“I was going to check if everything was going alright, but clearly you two got distracted.” Humor was far gone from his tone. Brain malfunctioning, you tried to speak up,”We were just kissing, I swear that was it.” Your father wasn’t hearing any of it, instead glaring at Katsuki’s exposed chest, then flicking his eyes towards you,”He came here to study, if you two can’t keep your hands to yourself, then he should leave.” You scoffed, ready to beg for some sort of say in this, but you were cut off.

“It’s not a big deal,” Katsuki huffed, already annoyed and the fact your dad was getting mad at you wasn’t helping. Whipping his head around, your father held nothing but anger in his eyes as he threw daggers at the boy on his daughter's bed,” I’m sorry, but I don’t think you have any right to speak, especially when this talk is only for my daughter.”

Katsuki got off the bed in order to grab his shirt, tugging it back on as he spoke again,” Like she said, it was just harmless kissing,” He repeated,” You’re acting like you didn’t kiss your wife when you were our age. I would say it’s a great thing that I'm kissing her instead of, I don’t know, making her cry. Which I never would.”

Your fathers mouth opened, but it shut quickly, as if he couldn’t muster up a response. So you added on,” Kats is an amazing boyfriend Dad. I’m sorry you walked in at such a terrible time, but it’s just what happened when two people like each other,” With a small giggle, you finished,”Or atleast, that’s what you told me when I caught you and mom kissing at like six years old.”

A light blush covered your dad’s cheeks and suddenly the anger dissolved into a light embarrassment. It was silent for a bit, until Katsuki cut through it,”If you do want me to leave, I won’t argue,” “No,” Your dad answered instantly, shaking his head,” It’s fine, you don’t have to leave. If you make her happy then who am I to stop this young love.”

You cringed a bit at the term, letting out an awkward laugh, while Katsuki just tried to keep a still face. Your dad was a bit embarrassing at times, but he meant well. “I’ll leave you too be,” He smiled softly as he shut the door. When the metal clicked, you turned to the blonde, a bit worn out from the exchange, but you still had enough energy to pounce on him and steal his lips in a final kiss. It was full of endearment and a silent thanks for the sweet things he said.

Pulling away, you relished at the look of his blown out pupils and how he had a tiny grin spreading to his face,”You must like me a lot to say all of that,” You leaned in and hummed against his lips, quietly snickering,” I don’t know about a lot.” Your words didn’t match the girlish look that rested on your face, so full of love that you quite don’t know what to do with it.

“ ‘an amazing boyfriend’ doesn’t sound familiar?” He quoted, glancing back down at your glossy lips. Shaking your head, you planted soft pecks on his face,”Nope, don't ring a single bell.” You squeaked as a sharp pinch was sent to your hip,”Hey!” Katsuki only grinned, interrupting your complaints by pulling you closer.

divider creds: @cafekitsune & @enchanthings-a

i wanted to make kats a bigger character then to just get mad and upset the parent in this situation, also i think him being respectful but stern about his love for you is a must

⌞Boyfriend Touya Todoroki Texts⌝

divider creds: @anitalenia

Hang Tight Honey!

𖤝 Synopsis: Your boredom is cured instantly when a handsome cowboy bounds through the doors.

𖤝Notes: SMUT, piv sex, backshots, western Au, cowboy!gojo, outlaws, alcohol,bartender!reader, no beta (we die like everyone in jjk)⋮ WC:1.9k

A tired sigh fell from your lips as you poured another whiskey into a chilled glass. The day had dragged out for way too long, your heels aching from standing up for too long, and the saloon wasn’t even busy. Only older men and your boss were scattered around the wooden interior. Everything just continued to piss you off. This corset was too tight, your hands were growing sticky from making sugar rims and just excess alcohol, and worst of all, there was no pretty cowboy in sight to distract yourself with.

You wiped your hands along your dress, uncaring about how presentable you looked right now. Which wasn’t much. Suddenly, like the gods above had heard your pitiful pleas, there was a tension in the air. The clacks of a horses’ hooves and when they stopped abruptly, the swinging doors cracked open bringing a breeze of dust through the wind. Everyone stood still, eyes trying to adjust to the person who barged in. They strolled past their stares, headed right for you, and when you finally got a good look at them, you knew this night was going to be interesting.

The man who made a grand entrance sat himself on the stool right in front of you, chin resting on his palm, and even with the black bandana covering his eyes, you knew he was taking in every inch of your body. His stare made you shiver, electricity buzzing down your skin. He showed off a bright smile, his sharp canines peeking out from his pink lips. The most notable thing about him was his white hair, like a blanket of snow covering earth in the midst of December. Everything about him was enough to make your knees weak. Like how his black button up was just a bit too tight, but it was just enough to paint a picture of his toned figure.

“Well hello there, gorgeous,” He purred, tilting his head to the side,” Won’tcha be so kind and pour me a drink?” His accent was a lot lighter than most you knew, clearly he wasn’t from around here. You eyed him curiously, but nodded,”What would you like?” He gave a shrug, clearly not interested in just having a drink,”Whatever you can whip up and you’d think I’ll like.” Raising a brow, you didn’t think he was being serious, but he just sat there, waiting patiently for you to fulfill his request.

Completely confused, you grab a bottle of rye whiskey, bitters, and a jar of hand-made apple cider. As you concocted his drink, you could feel his eyes on you the entire time. Not even the stench of the bitters could pull away the feeling of his gaze. You weren’t sure if he was just picky about his cocktails or just persistent on making you squirm. Finally, you passed him the brown glass, arms folded, you pray that you did a decent job in guessing his taste. He was still a customer with the ability to tip you however he saw fit. (little did you know, he was going to do just that.)

In the blink of an eye, the drink was off the counter and pouring into his mouth. Without even flinching, the booze had been drained and the empty container was set back down. Though, your eyes only found the small remains of whiskey dribbling down the corner of his mouth and sliding down his sharp jawline. His arm that swiped across his mouth forced you out of your lusty daydream. The man let out a content sigh,”You did a mighty fine job ma’am, can I ask for your name?”

When you told him your name, you swore his jaw tightened, as if he was holding something back. You weren’t able to think about it too much before he opened his mouth again,”You can call me Satoru,” he reached out hand, and you hesitantly placed yours in his. A short gasp pushed past your mouth as he pulled you in, his lips placing a chaste kiss on the back of your hand. When he let go, you were blushing like crazy, barely containing the girly smile on your lips.

“May I ask what brings you around here? I think I would’ve remembered a face like yours.” You question, leaning down onto the counter. He slid the glass away and hooked a finger over his bandana. When the fabric dropped, you held back a gasp. His eyes were a shade of such a bright blue, it felt like they were crafted from the rarest sapphire in the world. Getting closer to your face, you were inches apart and could smell the burning apple cider on his breath,”Needed a change of scenery.”

There’s no telling what happened next, because to you it was like a black void, only bringing you vague hints to what went down. You grabbed his wrist, dragging him out of the side door and shouting to your boss you were taking your break. Giggling silently as you shove open the large doors to the saloon’s storage barn in the back. Pushing him against a wooden wall. Satoru’s lips finding yours in a hot and needy kiss. His large hands roaming under your dress and lighting your skin on fire.

Now here you were, bent over two empty crates that would have held booze, but right now they were keeping you up right as Satoru’s cock drove into you from the back. You gasped each time his mushroom tip slammed into the gummy spot that had you seeing stars. Your dress was pushed above your hips, revealing your dripping pussy to the man behind you. His bandana had fallen to his neck, showing off the little tears forming in his eyes from how good you felt.

“F-fuck, you’re just tryin’ to make me look like a fool,” He uttered, holding back every instinct to not fill you up there and then. He couldn’t be seen as a two pump chump. The shed was filled with the sound of skin slapping together, moans, and hushed grunts. His grip on your waist was enough to bruise, but the hold you had on the wooden containers under you was tighter.

“ah! shut up.” You hissed behind gritted teeth. The one thing you didn’t expect from Satoru, was for him to be blabbering away back there. He couldn’t seem to keep quiet, not even as you sucked his thick cock back into your tight walls. Maybe you should have put his mouth to better use. A low chuckle was the only thing that erupted from behind you and Satoru leaned down, his chest pressed into your arched back.

“ m’sorry, did you say somethin’?” You opened your mouth to spit out another word, but he snapped his hips into your ruthlessly before you could. A chocked moan was the only thing to fall from your open lips,” hmm? can’t hear ya sweetheart.” You didn’t even try to speak, since Satoru continued to ram his length into your needy hole. His hand glided under your body, his rough finger finding your pulsing clit and rubbing it gently. The knot in your stomach tightened roughly and you could only sob out. It’s like your breath was being torn out of your lungs with each thrust. Tears fell down your cheeks as pathetic cries ripped from your throat.

“Shit, you're so-nhg, pretty like this,” He praised, placing soft kisses on your exposed shoulder,” mh-fuck, maybe I should just take you with me back home, how’s that sound hun?” You nodded your head a bit too eagerly, fucked out of your mind and only thinking about how good his cock felt. Satoru groaned out when you squeezed around him, feeling his resolve weaken bit by bit. You were so fucking perfect, everything about you.

Satoru grew closer, his lips barely caressing the shell of your ear,“I sure wouldn’t mind having a beautiful thing like you by my side.” Those simple words sent you over the edge. You slammed a fist onto the wood and let out a strangled scream of his name. Your vision blacked for a split second and you came all over Satoru’s cock. Your body buzzed with pleasure as you fell from your high, realizing Satoru hadn’t stopped fucking you even through your intense orgasm. Your body jerked with each overstimulating touch.

Quickly, his thrusts became more intense and sloppy. His breathing was labored and after shoving his entire length in your sore pussy, he unloaded his seed into you. His voice raised in pitch, feeling light headed from how hard he came,”Fuck.” He breathed out, massaging your plump ass. You whined as he pulled out from the loss of contact and how empty you felt. Though, Satoru apologized by grabbing your hair gently and turning you to kiss him.

He slowly let you up,your dress falling back to its original position and when he stepped back for air, you smirked at him,”Do all of your bartenders get this kind of treatment?” A look of fondness fell onto his face and he kissed you once more, this time pulling away with a sly,”Only the pretty ones.” Your head was in the clouds as you walked out of the barn with wobbly knees.

Just as you were about to open the side door and hopefully tell your boss you were done for the day (in hopes to get to know this Satoru better) Satoru forced you to turn to him. Embarrassingly, you whined against his lips as he planted another longing kiss on you. You couldn't even reach out before he was pulling away, waving goodbye,and jogging to his horse in the front. With a sharp grin, he called out,”It’s been great, we should do it another time darlin’!” An amused chuckle escaped you and you could only wave back. It was a bit odd that he would just dart off, especially when he was so clingy before.

As you stepped into the saloon, reminiscing on what happened in that shed, a collection of angered shouts and gunfire rang out into the air. Everyone stood and raced to the door, watching as a handful of officers raced toward a person on their horse in the distance. The sheriff halted his horse to a stop in front of the crowd, sending a frantic yet rage film stare toward you all,” Have any of you seen him?” Completely at a loss, you spoke up,” Seen who?”

He grumbled a few choice words and barked out,” The Honored One, we got word he was trudging ‘round these parts.” Everyone seemed aghast and some of them bolted to their homes. No one had a clue that this outlaw had stepped foot into their grounds and the Sheriff rode off. The crowd dispersed and you were left standing. Just as you turned to go back to work, unbothered by this criminal (who you had to clue about) a waving poster caught your attention. You placed a hand on the curled end, heart dropping once you caught sight of the face plastered on it.

‘WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE.’ That face, so unrecognizable if he hadn’t pulled his bandana down, was the same one who had kissed you carefully and fucked you a few minutes ago. However, fear couldn’t be found in your senses since you were starting to blush at the thoughts of what you had done with him. You faced the lowering sun, watching as the kicked up debris fell back onto the ground, and when you turned back, you subtly tore off the poster. The crumpled paper was tossed into a trash barrel. Honestly, you thought you were the ‘honored one’ for taking such a wanted man.

divider creds: @anitalenia & @deltamel

P.S I Love You

Synopsis: Innocent messages between you and your best friend (but it’s clear he’s fallen hard for you)

Genre: modern au, college au, fluff, flirting, NO established relationship, oblivious reader, idiots in love

ink-stainedkiss

Tiger Hybrid Sukuna Headcannons

A/N: I loved this one so much, because we all need a bit of cute Sukuna in our lives 🙂‍↕️ I also liked this because i live for fantasy/hybrid au’s

Tiger!Sukuna who shocked his entire village by letting a mere woman stand beside him as his equal. He was a powerful figure, one that had slaughtered his very people, but somehow he didn’t slice your head off for getting near him. He never had an owner and never will, the idea was laughable to the King, so when he met you, he did the next best thing: made you his wife. Though some people in the town believe you do own him from the way he listens to your every need.

Tiger!Sukuna who can never admit the fact he has cat-like tendencies. (it’s not like he had tiger ears and a tail) You notice when he is annoyed his tail puffs up like the hair of a cat when they are fighting. You have heard many hisses and growls leave his lips when he hears something he doesn’t like. Not to mention he sleeps like a rock. There were times you would lift up his arm or push his head back and forth and it looked like he had passed in his sleep. You weren’t sure why he tried to hide his true nature, because you made it clear you loved how cute he could be.

“I am not cute.” Sukuna spit, acting like the word tasted bitter. Sukuna was a ruthless King, one that was known for slaughtering anyone who disrespected him, but obviously he tolerated you more than them. As much as he denied your compliments, it didn’t help that his orange tail flicked back and forth in exasperation.

Your eyes sparkled at the sight and you leaned against his large arms,”Would beautiful be a better word?” Sukuna grumbled, completely over your consistent pestering,”Or how about majestic? Maybe just handsome.”

“I prefer none of the options.” You frowned at his words,”Fine, then maybe something like fierce or-“ Just as you were about to continue, you felt a strong rope tie around your waist and lift you from the ground. You yelped but your sounds were muted as lips were pressed against yours. You immediately knew who’s lips they were, since you had been kissing them for years. It hit you once you closed your eyes and placed both of your hands on your husband's face that he had used his fluffy tail to yank you from the ground and shut you up.

A strong arm wrapped under your thighs and the others kept you steady since peking carried by Sukuna was like climbing a tree. The kiss was slow and meaningful. Once you pulled away, Sukuna showed you a soft smile, something only a select few have seen,”I would rather you just call me ‘My love’. “ You giggled softly, placing more gentle kisses on his face.

“What ever you request, My love.”

Tiger!Sukuna who knew you admired his sharp canines. He had caught you multiple times staring when he was cleaning them and since you were so bold, you stated multiple times you found his fangs fascinating. It might be a feline instinct, but after “”hearing these notions, Sukuna can’t seem to get his teeth off of you. When the two of you are alone, he strolls behind you as you get ready for bed and sinks his incisors into your shoulder. He holds you in place with his arms, smirking against your skin as you squirm slightly. Finally, he realizes his hold and the bite mark is evident, as was the large hickey he gave you. In some way, Sukuna enjoys marking you as if his people needed to know you belonged to him.

Tiger!Sukuna who always has his eyes on you. His gaze was naturally harsh, the slits of his pupils acting like knives the way they cut through everyone and focused on you. No matter where the two of you roam, parties, meetings, or just around the estate, you can always feel him watching your every move. During galas when you both had to attend, Sukunas stare made you feel like the innocent prey he would pounce on if you got close. (That’s sorta the case when the night is finally over)

Tiger!Sukuna who is a completely different person when alone with you. The sternness in his eyes fades away and he always finds his way into your arms. You knew about his past and childhood, something so sacred that you would never share with another. It was a shock he even let you hear it, but it was a sign of just how much he loved you. In his mind, you are the only one that would stay with him even after the things he’s done. You were his safe haven, something he never thought he had. It was foreign for Sukuna to find comfort in anything, let alone anyone. So during the long nights when the only sound is the trilling of the bugs and your soft breathing, Sukuna lays on your chest, the horrors of his world disappearing, and you caress his pink hair softly. The action is so small but it causes the King to purr. His chest rumbles on your stomach and you watch lovingly as his ears twitch.

Tiger!Sukuna who may be a bloodthirsty animal and cruel ruler, but he would never think of laying a hand on you. You were his saving grace. An angel that saw light amongst his inky soul. You were hopelessly in love with him and Sukuna knew he worshiped the ground you walked on. It was out of character, but love does crazy things to a person.

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@geektastic84 @galactacium @love-me-satoru @stilldontknowwhatiamdoing @retiredpieceofshits

ink-stainedkiss

reblog cause im on my hybrid au grind 🙏

Cat!Gojo who is not shy when showing his affection. It’s very clear that he is comfortable around you, so comfortable to the point he is always hovering just behind you. Getting ready in the morning? Gojo is standing there with his arms around your hips, watching intently as you do your makeup. Making breakfast? Of course he’s rummaging through your refrigerator, tossing items your way for you to cook. Your bedtime routine has just become how long can you do your skincare before Gojo comes in whining and ultimately drags you away.

Cat!Gojo who makes it his mission to always have your attention. If he’s around, you shall do no such thing that doesn’t involve him. “Accidentally” his fluffy tail knocks the book in your hands right onto the floor. Your cup of coffee on the counter somehow gets in his way of his hands and you have to drop everything to save the glass. Though, if you confront him about his annoying behavior, he’ll stare up at you with those blue eyes and you have no choice but to let it go.

Cat!Gojo who lovesss taking naps. No matter where, he can and will be passed out on your furniture. When you come home from work, you open the door to see your furry pet sprawled out on your couch, some of his limbs hanging off. The second he gets a hint of scent in the air, he is perking up and rising from his space. He always has to greet you.

“I’m home,” You call out into your apartment, the area seemingly dead. That is until you hear a vague creaking from your bed and slow steps walking through the hall. There, a tired Gojo meets you, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and trudging over to you. Snickering at his drowsiness, you raise a brow at the hybrid,” Have a good nap?”

He raises his arms, nodding to your question and letting out a long whine as he stretches. Gojo’s tails flicks slowly as he gets closer and by the way his eyes are already fluttering to a close, you can tell what’s going to happen. You open your mouth to tell the feline to wait, but his body is already toppling over yours. A small laugh escapes your mouth and you blindly scoot toward the couch, hoping not to topple over.

Finally you crash onto the couch, grunting as Gojo drops with you,”You’re kinda crushing me here.” But to no avail, he doesn’t move, instead wrapping his arms around you and snuggling closer. You can only giggle in disbelief. Like the night before, your hand finds its way to his messy head of snowy strands. Gojo is already blacked out but you feel his chest rumble in a soft purr.

Cat!Gojo wouldn’t admit it, but is a bit protective of you. It isn’t typical of you to have people over, but on the rare occasion, you found that Gojo wasn’t exactly pleased with one of your friends. He’s often nice with a lot of your company, not having any trouble, but you weren’t sure why he was acting so off.

You invited Kenzo, one of your coworkers, over to have a few drinks. He was usually the person you shit-talked with about any trouble at work and it would be nice to just chat. However, the second you let him into your apartment, giving him a welcoming hug, you felt sharp eyes glaring into your back. Turning, you found none other than Gojo, who looks as grumpy as ever. You were confused since he already had dinner and just a couple of minutes ago he was perfectly fine.

Brushing it off, you went into the kitchen as Kenzo got comfy on your sofa. He smiled at Gojo,”Is he nice?” You hummed as you grabbed a bottle of wine,”Mhm! Just be warned, he may get too comfortable-“ Kenzo reached his hand out toward the hybrid, but an enraged hiss sounded from Gojo and he swatted at his hand. Gasping, you were about to scold the feline, but he was already existing off of the couch and over your way.

You glanced toward your friend, who just sat there facing the tv with a sad expression. The culprit strolled over to the counter, hopping up onto it and watching you intently. Whether he was blatantly ignoring your harsh look or not, you still whispered to him,”What got into you?” He shrugged calmly, clearly seeing no wrong in his actions.

“C’mon, I want to watch that show you’ve been talking about non-stop,” Kenzo called from the living room. You poured the drink into your glass and stared at Gojo, noting how he grimaced at your friend’s voice. For whatever reason, Gojo did not like Kenzo, and it was obvious he wasn’t going to warm up to him. You sighed, catching the hybrid's attention. Reaching up, you held his cheek,” It’ll just be a few hours, then he’ll be gone.”

Slowly caressing his skin, Gojo leaned in, purring softly at your touch,”Promise you will behave yourself?” There was a sliver of hesitation, but Gojo nodded slowly. He didn’t want to agree, but he also didn’t want you to be sad, so he settled with laying in your lap as you spoke to the nuisance of a friend. Whenever Kenzo would speak, Gojo would drown out his voice, only listening when you had something to stay.

“Just a friend.” - Jjk Men Smau

Synopsis: While meeting some of your boyfriend’s buddies, he seems all too comfortable calling you his friend.

A/N: Ah i am alive, i’ve been feeling like shit these past two weeks and i had to juggle writers block along with an allergic reaction and catching a cold. Please forgive me. I will try and add Choso’s + Toji’s reaction

#MWAH - Mha Smau

Including: Bakugo Katsuki, Eijirou Kirishima, Izuku Midoriya, Denki Kaminari, Hitoshi Shinso

Synopsis: Chats between you are your boyfriend <3

A/N: lowkey felt bad i haven’t done anything for mha, except for a few headcannons, so here’s a cute lil smau!! can you guys tell i had sm fun making this 😝

The Other Woman Pt4

Synopsis: It’s been a long time since you have spoken to the men, but one day they come back, realizing their feelings, but they are far too late.

A/N: I am so sorry to keep you all waiting, my thespian trip took up so much of my time, but here it is!! when i made pt3, i honestly knew they shouldn’t have gotten a happy ending, but i didn’t want to just ignore the poll. I lowkey made the men super shitty like and i just wanted to get over it. No hate to anyone who wanted the happy ending! I definitely like this ending more 🥰 #makesuckymensuffer

*I apologize for any grammar errors*

Pt.1 ⤑ Pt.2 ⤑ Pt.3 ⤑ Pt.4

Hugs & Kisses

MDNI!

Synopsis: All of the Jjk men love Valentine’s day, but they all like it for a different reason.

Including: Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, Ryomen Sukuna,Toji Fushiguro,

A/N: sooo ik it’s been 4 days since valentine’s but let’s just close our eyes and pretend im not late. I got sick while on my trip and these past 2 days i’ve been stuck in bed. Sorry for the delay, forgive me 🙏🥲 also am i insane for writing this much on my first ever smut post??? Idk i guess i got way to invested, but i hope you guys like it💕

Word Count: 3.2 k

Contents: Smut!, p in v, oral [m! & f! receiving], doggy, mating press, breeding k!, fingering, cowgirl, Sukunas stomach mouth ;)), light sub & dom, light dom & sub, crying, overstim, teasing, dirty talk, orgasm denying,

Satoru Gojo loves Valentine’s day because he’s able to show you off proudly, drowning you in presents, kisses, and candy. Pda is his specialty, but it really shows when the day winds down and he has you all alone.

He’ll be so sweet, dragging you into every store, buying everything you touch, and not even blinking as he swipes his card. However, the loverboy facade drops the moment you enter your shared apartment. He will slam his lips onto yours, leading you blindly into the bedroom as he continues to explore your mouth. Clothes are discarded on the floor and Satoru is frenzied to get you on top of him.

Mumbling sweet words for only you to hear, he lifts your shirt over your head, noting the lacy blue bra you decided to wear. That only makes him more ravenous and it’s off in an instant. His tongue swirled around your mouth, both of his hands cupping your breast, grunting as your clothed cunt rubbed against his bulge. You had him trapped between your legs, but Satoru wouldn’t want it any other way.

He pulled away from the feverish kiss, staring up at you with a look full of deep affection,”How did I get so lucky to have you?” He whispered, now holding onto your face,”Are you getting sappy while I'm on top of you right now?” You joked, raising a brow. He chuckled, planting small kisses on your cheeks,”Is a man not allowed to express his love?”

The Other Woman Pt3

Synopsis: After weeks of heartbreak, the men come back, confessing their feelings, and thankfully you’ve been waiting on them.

A/N: Can you guys see what I added? 😔 Sigh i’m way to indecisive. So if you were wanting the sad ending you can thank the amazing people in the poll comments who made super good points! ❤️ If not, Enjoy the happy ending for all my fluff lovers!! :)

Pt.1 ⤑ Pt.2 ⤑ Pt.3 ⤑ Pt.4

The Other Woman Pt2

Synopsis: You’ve decided to move on, knowing it’s better than to grovel for a man’s affection, soon the jjk men learn that they are nothing except the other man.

A/n: Thank you guys so much for the support on this Smau!! I really didn’t know it would get this much attention but i’m ecstatic 💕💕

Pt.1 ⤑ Pt.2 ⤑ Pt.3 ⤑ Pt.4