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"Lets Go All Out"
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♡\( ̄▽ ̄)/♡ Kez ✧.* 23 | she/her | gojo glazer
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I love how you disappear for a while, drop the most amazing thing on us then leave again.
Me going back into hiding
But real talk I had my wisdom teeth surgery last month and I was OUT of it fr 😔 hoping to get back to somewhat consistent soon.
doing your makeup bad on purpose!
Characters: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji, Choso, Sukuna, Higuruma
Breaking up is hard to do!
synopsis: breaking up with the jjk men.
⚝characters: Gojo, Geto, Nanami
⚝content: heavy angst, gaslighting(Gojo's), depression (Suguru's), mutual breakup(Nanami's)
⚝wc: 3.5k
Satoru Gojo
“Yeah so then Yuji popped out of the crate and surprised them all! You should’ve seen it baby!” Satoru wheezes holding his stomach as he recalls the event from the day.
No matter how hard you try though, you can only muster a small smile.
It had become really hard to do much else recently. With the weight of the hundreds of tasks at work taking its toll. Satoru looks over at you, waiting for a laugh—but it doesn’t come.
“Hellooo? Everything alright princess?” He questions giving your hand a gentle squeeze.
“Mhmm!” You nod.
He looks at you for another moment, unreadable expression on his face. Satoru shifts, clearly expecting more from you. “You sure? You’ve been quiet tonight. That’s not like you,” he says, his voice still light, but there’s a hint of curiosity now.
You try to hold back the frustration, but it bubbles up anyway. “I’m just tired, Satoru.”
The Lord's Favorite CH. 5
synopsis: Amaryllis (/ˌæməˈrɪlɪs/)[1] is the only genus in the subtribe Amaryllidinae (tribe Amaryllideae). A vibrant bloom that symbolizes new beginnings and fresh starts. They are often associated with winter and the holiday season.
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⚝content: trueform!Sukuna x f!reader, angst, slowburn
⚝wc: 3k
⚝a/n: I've been really slacking on updating this series, gonna try harder I swear.
Sorry.
Even the thought of the word sounded wrong to him. He was a king–ruthless and commanding. His subjects kissed the ground he walked on. There was never a choice he made, that was up for debate. Every criticizing eye was swiftly plucked out, questioning tongue severed.
But, you—seemed to be a point of contention. Ever since your arrival that was the trend you followed. It was vexing, sure and yet he wouldn’t dream of changing the dynamic.
Why did the sight of you crying so affect him? Why was it that you, a mere servant, could disturb his centuries of carefully maintained control? It wasn’t just your fear that unsettled him; it was the realization that you had managed to penetrate his defenses in a way no one else had.
when’s the lord’s favorite part 4 coming out? take your time 🩷🩷🩷
8PM EST 😈
HELLO? I JUST READ DEVOTION?? GIVE ME 14 OF THEM RIGHT NOW🙏🙏 omg can uraume PLEASE get in on the action IM BEGGING YOU RAAAAAAAAAAAAASAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Me cooking up more Uraume fics:
You write Uraume so well I’m so down bad for them
😭🫶💖
i just discovered your blog and omg i am sobbing i love everything
(also gojo glazer is so real 👀👀👀)
The way I’m a self proclaimed Gojo girly but my blog has SOOO many Sukuna fics is crazy.
I love you please stay I’ll write more for him I promise 🙏🏾
i just read “Heated Waters”… babe that fic was AMAZING!! never stop writing!!
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I LAURVE Higuruma so bad. Definitely going to write more for him!!
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“Achoo!”
You sneeze again, rubbing your nose, you feel absolutely.
Terrible.
All day, you’ve barely been able to do anything but blow your nose and lie down for five minutes before your head starts spinning. Just when you think it can’t get any worse, you hear the doorknob click.
Shit.
You promised to make dinner tonight.
“I’m home.” his deep voice fills the air, sending you into a mild panic as you scramble toward the kitchen, hoping to whip something up in time.
He steps in, towering figure leaning against the doorframe, eyebrow quirked up in confusion.
“Sorry Ryo! I’ll get you something to eat soon.”
He doesn’t respond at first, just watches you with narrowed eyes. Then, he moves closer, his steps slow and deliberate. Before you know it, he’s right in front of you, staring down.
He stretches a hand out, touching the back of his hand to your forehead.
“You… are ill.” He states, furrowing his brow.
“It’s just a cold—“
He grunts, clearly annoyed. “Why would you try to cook in this condition?”
“Because I promised… and I didn’t want you to get mad.” you say looking down at your feet.
Sukuna lets out a low, irritated growl, turning on his heel and stalking toward the kitchen.
"Sit down."
You blink, watching him in surprise as he opens the fridge and starts pulling out ingredients, his movements efficient and swift. He spares you a glance, and you hesitate before shuffling over to the couch.
"You shouldn’t be doing this for me." your voice laced with guilt, watching his broad back as he chops vegetables.
Sukuna grunts, his eyes flicking toward you, sharp and unyielding. "I am not that idiot you dated before.” he says flatly, the disgust in his voice unmistakable. "You’re sick. I’m not letting you do anything."
The words hit harder than you expect, and you feel a warmth settle in your chest. As he seasons the food with the same precision he brings to everything, you can’t help the small smile that tugs at your lips.
The soft clink of the spoon against the pot is the only sound for a moment before his voice cuts through again, harsher this time.
"If you ever push yourself like that again, especially for me, I’ll make sure you regret it."
Your smile fades, but there's comfort in his rough concern. "I won’t." you promise.
A short silence follows, broken only by the bubbling of the soup. When he finally brings the bowl over, he sets it down with a firm thud, crimson eyes watching you closely. "Eat."
You pick up the spoon, feeling overwhelmed by how cared for you are. "Thank you."
His eyes narrow slightly, lips curling in disdain.
"Tch. The bar's in hell if you think I wouldn’t take care of you."
Heated Waters
synopsis: being married is hard, being married without seeing each other is even harder.
⚝ content: Hiromi Higuruma x F! Reader, nsfw, bathtub sex, fingering, Hiromi neglects his wife, but boy does he make up for it
⚝ wc: 1.9k
“Yeah we do it pretty much every day.”
Satoru said, taking a leisurely sip of his water. His pale face alight with mischief, a shit-eating grin across his lips. His three coworkers stared at him in (jealousy) disbelief.
Suguru was the first to break the silence, wanting to save face “Everyday is a bit much, isn’t it, Satoru?”
Satoru chuckled, his blue eyes glinting with amusement as he watched his friend squirm. "What about you guys? How often do our married friends get it in?" His gaze flickered to Nanami, who cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses, his eyes fixed on the steam rising from his coffee cup.
“Twice a week, I suppose…”
Satoru's smile widened, clearly entertained by the responses he was drawing out. He then turned his attention to the oldest among them, Hiromi Higuruma, who was carefully straightening his tie, a subtle attempt to avoid eye contact.
“What about you, Higuruma?”
it is CANON all the jjk charcters are WHITE.
Please what does this even mean?? 😭😭
Also Gojo is lightskin?
Let’s Try!! (For a Baby)
Characters: Gojo, Geto, Choso, Nanami, Sukuna, Higuruma, Toji
⚝ Content: talking about trying for baby, language
“would you rather kiss me or the prettiest girl in the world?”
characters: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji, Choso, Sukuna, Higuruma
⚝ content: slightly suggestive, language
⚝ a/n: first smau!! Lmk if y’all want more??
“Kentooooo” You hummed in a sing-song voice.
He let out a sigh through the phone.
“Y/N. How much have you had to drink?” His phone resting between his cheek and shoulder as he slips on his shoes.
“Not that much~” He can hear your pout through the phone.
Kento Nanami was a pretty serious guy, so how he got saddled with such a troublesome best friend was beyond him.
Maybe it was the fact that they’d known each other since high school.
Maybe it was the fact that despite your aloofness, you were a good sorcerer.
But maybe (definitely) it was the fact that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop the ache in his chest when you were near.
He got in his car, placing his phone into the holder as he tracked your location. Pulling up to the bar–he found you standing outside with some guy who wouldn’t leave you alone.
“I’m fine~ I swear.” You try to wave him off, but he really wasn’t getting the hint.
“C’mon baby, why don’t we keep the party goin–”
“(Y/N). Get in the car.” Kento yelled from the rolled-down passenger window. You eyes lit up as you saw your knight in shining armor.
“Ken!” You beam skipping over to his Mercedes.
“Hey! What’s the big idea?” The guy leaning against the brick wall of the bar sneered.
“She isn’t interested.” Kento remarks as he looks him up and down before driving off.
Kento opens the door to his apartment, holding onto you as your steps become more unsteady. You plop down onto his bed, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes.
He opens the bottom drawer of his nightstand, pulling out the makeup wipes he bought after your last sleepover.
“Here. Let me help.” he murmurs softly, kneeling in front of you. With delicate care, he begins wiping away the remnants of your makeup, his touch feather-light.
You hum as your eyes close, feeling the cool wipe glide across your face.
“Thank you Ken.” You mumble tiredly.
He only hums in response, focusing in as he removes your eyeliner.
“Kento? You’re such a good guy.”
“Thank you (Y/N).”
“Why don’t you have a girlfriend yet?”
He pauses, his hand stilling as he looks at your peaceful face. Taking a deep breath, he brushes a thumb gently over your cheek. If only you knew…
“I’m… just waiting for the right one I guess.” he said, the same answer he always gave you.
You roll your eyes huffing, head hitting the plush of his pillow.
Kento can’t help the smile that graces his lips as he watches your eyes flutter shut, exhaustion finally taking over. He gently tucks the blanket around you, making sure you’re warm and comfortable. As he smooths the covers, you mumble a sleepy, “G’night, Ken.”
“Goodnight, (Y/N).” he whispers, brushing a final thumb over your cheek before standing, he grabs the pillow on your left side.
With a quiet sigh, Kento grabs a blanket from the closet and exits the room, leaving you to rest peacefully in his bed. As he makes his way to the couch, he glances back one last time, content to be the perfect gentleman, even if it means spending another night alone—as long as you were safe.
+18 Boxer Sukuna x physiotherapist reader. Basically, Sukuna loves to flirt shamelessly with his physiotherapist and see how she becomes extremely embarrassed
English is not my native language, I apologize if it seems confusing, thank you
I loved this idea, here's my twist on it!
synopsis: Ryomen Sukuna, heavyweight champion and your ex-boyfriend gets a wake up call when he is injured for the first time during a fight