Ghost

18, she/her, twt: luvrslne

[luvrslne]

"Do not be afraid to open up again. I promise not everyone will love you with a knife behind their back."

Ghost, 18, she/her, MDNI certified Gojo lover just tryna express myself. I write for JJK currently, others will be added as I write for more fandoms. reblogs, comments, and likes are always appreciated but not sought out. I try to post every day but I sometimes get behind

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Masterlist

Recents (updated every day):

Gone

Clothes Left Behind

Secret

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[mulanism]

lovesick ryomen sukuna is literally infesting my mind and giving me brainworms and i don’t think anyone gets it. how absolutely smitten sukuna would become with you, the puny little human he had originally thought to be unworthy of his gaze, let alone his time and attention.

it's nothing but time, the healer and killer of all things, that makes this cursed man realize just how much his entire world revolves around you. how he'd end humanity itself before he'd allow things to be any other way between you two.

lovesick sukuna who loathes being in proximity to those he deems as insignificant and inferior. he gets awfully irritated breathing the same air as those lowly underlings, and he predictably doesn’t like the touch of anyone else.

but when it comes to you, he has this unbridled desire to always be skin-to-skin, to keep you flush against his massive body and never let go until he absolutely has to. it's troublesome, but the weight of you in his lap keeps him oddly pacified whether he wants to acknowledge his restrained and mellowed demeanor in your presence or not.

lovesick sukuna who doesn’t like when others try to touch him in any way, shape, or form. but he’d let you do anything. you could dig your nails into his skin, tear his heart out, and he’d do absolutely nothing to stop you.

he is completely yours, just as you are completely his.

suggesting that sukuna enjoys your touch earns you nothing but unwarranted ridicule and excessive condemnation from him if you ever mention it; his chest rumbles as he reprimands you for being so foolish—all while he makes no move to stop your hands from brushing those wisps of pink hair away from his line of sight. he doesn't even interfere when your tender lips carefully brush against the tattoo markings littered across his face.

lovesick sukuna who is fully aware of how much he likes to return your touch, too. there was a time when he told himself he was far too busy to wallow in trivial matters of the flesh; but now it has gotten to a point where he can't stop himself from indulging in yours.

you feel so soft, so supple, and warm beneath his calloused fingers. sukuna's hands are big—large enough that a single hand of his almost completely covers the expanse of your tummy. the size difference between you two both humors and fascinates him, so much that he can't stop himself from kneading the plush of your stomach or the soft flesh of your thighs. it was sukuna's nature to barbarously ruin and pulverize everything he got his hands on, but here you were being the only exception.

lovesick sukuna who is never one to hold back in anything he does, yet he finds himself handling you with a little bit of care that he wouldn't dare extend to another soul on this earth. truthfully, he wants to devour you completely, but he understands he could snap you in half if he doesn't remain mindful about the amount of force he's exerting when he's bending and twisting and handling you every which way.

he has his moments where his uninhibited carnality and lust speak for him; when he loses control of himself and lets out out those guttural sounds that he never lets slip through his lips unless he's with you. sounds that are never heard outside of your most intimate moments, like the ones where he can't stop marking you and leaving behind dark, purple love-bites that will last a little while longer than usual.

lovesick sukuna has moments where his senses are clouded with the smell and taste of you as you exhale softly through parted, kiss-swollen lips while you lay dazed beneath him. those moments where he's kissed you for far too long and taken nearly all of the oxygen out of your lungs. vermillion eyes watch as your chest heaves and you puff out those small little breaths, and sukuna thinks it's cute how he can render you that way with little else but a kiss.

lovesick sukuna who thinks you are ignorant. he believes you don't truly realize the power you hold over him. you don't truly comprehend how he would scorch and set ablaze the entire world on your command. all you had to do was say the word, and he'd do anything. it's a bit unsettling to think about how tightly you've got him wrapped around your finger without even knowing it, but there's a part of sukuna that's in no rush to reveal such a vulnerability to you.

sukuna is not one for sweetly saccharine words and sentiments—but if there is one thing that rings true, it’s that his mind is constantly consumed by you—you, you, you.

[luvrslne]

I was writing something and my computer died. I pray it saved. It was angst but still, I hope it saved.

[luvrslne]

I’m so sorry for what I have just done

[luvrslne]

Gone

You'd known Satoru Gojo for years. He was your best friend, and while you werent his, you were just as important to him. When Suguru left, you and Satoru only seemed to grow closer. It was like he held onto you with a grip that even death would have a hard time battling. You weren’t a fool. He was terrified of being left again. You never planned on leaving him, never. You couldn’t stand the thought of losing him, just as he couldn’t stand the thought of losing you.

The day you two actually became a thing wasn’t surprising news for anyone. A lot of people had expected you two to end up together a long time ago. Why wouldn’t they? You two were basically attached at the hip. Wherever he was, you were and vice versa. You two taught each other how to live in this world going off of the other, never really needing anyone else.

Now, you stood in his penthouse. Alone. You were never alone here. He was always around the corner or seconds behind you, walking in the door with food. But he wasn’t here anymore. He’d never be here again. It was really hard to accept. That he’d never hug you again or that you’d never buy him mochi again. He was gone. If only you’d held onto him with the same grip he held onto you. If you did, you wouldn’t be standing here, staring around his penthouse with a broken look, tear stains on your cheeks. He’d taught you to live in this world with him, but you never thought you’d have to learn to live in this world without him.

[luvrslne]

I was writing something and my computer died. I pray it saved. It was angst but still, I hope it saved.

[luvrslne]

I’ll start writing here soon. Got super busy with work

[luvrslne]

SECRET

He knew it was wrong to favour you over all the others. You were a non-sorcerer and he vowed to take out all non-sorcerers. So, why did the idea of killing you make him feel dirty?

You didn’t know what Suguru Geto did for a living. You weren’t even clued in on the fact that he wanted to kill all non-sorcerers. Why would you know that? You were just a lowly human who didn’t even know that sorcerers were an actual thing.

So, why did he keep your secret? He never took you to meet his daughters or any of his friends. He’d once told you about a boy who he called his best friend, Satoru Gojo, but you weren’t allowed to meet him.

At first, you just simply believed some of these people didn’t exist, so you got extremely concerned you were dating a psychotic person in secret. Suguru surely was telling the truth about them all right? Well, you weren’t going to openly ask about any of them so you always stayed quiet. Yet, it always bugged you.

Suguru typically showed up to your apartment late at night twice a week. You hated that you didn’t get to see him more often. You always missed him when he left. When he’d show up again? You didn’t know, you just knew he’d be back eventually. That’s why whenever he was over, you made sure to get all the time you could in with him, doing whatever the two of you did.

“I’ll see you in a little bit, okay?” Suguru’s voice filled your apartment, his tone soft. You looked up at him and gave him a gentle smile, nodding your head. He smiled and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

You watched him silently as he went to leave before your legs were moving on your own. “Sugu!” You called out before he could get out your door. There was a feeling in your chest, one you couldn’t really describe. So, instead you wrapped your arms around him. “Just be safe,” you mumbled against his chest.

He wrapped his arms around you and muttered a quiet, “For you? Always.” Then he was gone.

You never saw him again after that. He just never showed back up. Halloween came and passed, and you stayed locked up in your room for what felt like weeks.

You remained the secret of Suguru Geto’s life, the biggest he ever held. Even with his dying breath, he never mentioned you to Satoru, too prideful of his plans to mention he’d fallen in love with a non-sorcerer. No one knew you existed except for Suguru and that’s how it remained until your dying breath, alone and waiting for a man who never returned for you. A secret, never told and slowly forgotten about.

[luvrslne]

SECRET

He knew it was wrong to favour you over all the others. You were a non-sorcerer and he vowed to take out all non-sorcerers. So, why did the idea of killing you make him feel dirty?

You didn’t know what Suguru Geto did for a living. You weren’t even clued in on the fact that he wanted to kill all non-sorcerers. Why would you know that? You were just a lowly human who didn’t even know that sorcerers were an actual thing.

So, why did he keep you secret? He never took you to meet his daughters or any of his friends. He’d once told you about a boy who he called his best friend, Satoru Gojo, but you weren’t allowed to meet him.

At first, you just simply believed some of these people didn’t exist, so you got extremely concerned you were dating a psychotic person in secret. Suguru surely was telling the truth about them all right? Well, you weren’t going to openly ask about any of them so you always stayed quiet. Yet, it always bugged you.

Suguru typically showed up to your apartment late at night twice a week. You hated that you didn’t get to see him more often. You always missed him when he left. When he’d show up again? You didn’t know, you just knew he’d be back eventually. That’s why whenever he was over, you made sure to get all the time you could in with him, doing whatever the two of you did.

“I’ll see you in a little bit, okay?” Suguru’s voice filled your apartment, his tone soft. You looked up at him and gave him a gentle smile, nodding your head. He smiled and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

You watched him silently as he went to leave before your legs were moving on their own. “Sugu!” You called out before he could get out your door. There was a feeling in your chest, one you couldn’t really describe. So, instead you wrapped your arms around him. “Just be safe,” you mumbled against his chest.

He wrapped his arms around you and muttered a quiet, “For you? Always.” Then he was gone.

You never saw him again after that. He just never showed back up. Christmas came and passed, and you stayed locked up in your room for what felt like weeks.

You remained the secret of Suguru Geto’s life, the biggest he ever held. Even with his dying breath, he never mentioned you to Satoru, too prideful of his plans to mention he’d fallen in love with a non-sorcerer. No one knew you existed except for Suguru and that’s how it remained until your dying breath, alone and waiting for a man who never returned for you. A secret, never told and slowly forgotten about.

[xanaxspritz]

sitting on toji's lap was your favorite way to pass the time together. his legs spread wide on the couch was the perfect seat for his doll. he wraps an arm around your waist, his other hand occupied with either a tv remote or PS5 controller. his hand rest on your thigh, toying with the waistband of your panties. he can already feel the wet spot forming in your panties on his knee. a thick finger travels inside your pretty pink underwear, stroking the slick space between your clit and walls before plunging deep inside your heat.

he holds you tighter when you start to squirm on top of him, finger fucking you at an antagonizingly slow place as if to punish you.

"don't run away now doll," he smirked "you asked for this"

[luvrslne]

CLOTHES LEFT BEHIND

(satoru, suguru, nanami, sukuna, toji, choso)

[luvrslne]

THOSE KIND OF DREAMS

(satoru, suguru, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna)

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[luvrslne]

Drunk Asking Them Out

(satoru, Suguru, nanami, toji, sukuna, choso)

[luvrslne]

WE’RE OVER

(satoru, suguru, nanami, choso, sukuna, toji)

[luvrslne]

Drunk Asking Them Out

(satoru, Suguru, nanami, toji, sukuna, choso)

[luvrslne]

In Another Universe?

(satoru, suguru, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna)

[luvrslne]

Asking If You're Breedable

(satoru, toji, suguru, nanami, choso, sukuna)