AUTHOR'S NOTE ★ it's really over now...thank you guys for staying tune and commenting. i appreciate your love so much <3 this has truly been such a fun experience writing for you and keeping up with what you had to say. i loved y/n's character so much and i'm so happy you guys did too!! definitely one of my faves!! see you in the next one.
love,
neptune
SUMMARY ★ he believes you don't matter to him. just one more annoying fangirl. showing up to his races, being obnoxiously chatty and your flirting—god, does it end? sukuna dreads you. however, he starts reciprocating, as a joke, of course! until it doesn't feel like a joke anymore and he wants nothing but you on his side.
PAIRING ★ streetracer!sukuna x fem!reader
CONTENT WARNINGS / GENRES / TAGS ★ smau w/ written chapters, smut, angst, sukuna is a lot older than reader, older brother to choso and yuji, he was in jail for getting caught racing LOL, nsfw/vulgar jokes like allll the time, inumaki talks (UNFORTUNATELY), sukuna playing w her feelings, he is toxic!
sukuna’s clingy (he prefers the term “possessive”) even as he sleeps
i feel like sukuna sleeps holding you like you’re a hostage that’s going to wake up in the middle of the night and run away.
he’s the big spoon of course and he’s molded around your body like a puzzle piece. chest pressed seamlessly to your backside, one arm hooked around your neck in a loving? soft chokehold, the other curled over your waist, palm splayed over the natural plush of your tummy. your thighs up in fetal position between his, legs intertwined, feet touching, literally the whole nine yards. entirely unaware or uncaring of his size, but definitely aware of yours. hunched over you like a dragon protecting its glimmering mountain of gold and treasure.
and it’s that kind of embrace that seems uncomfortable or suffocating from the outside-looking-in, but it’s actually the best sleep you’ve gotten in years and the only way you can sleep now. it’s the kind that has you snoring when you never snore. the kind that has you waking up looking like a skrunkly cat after a good nap.
his steady heartbeat thrumming against your back and counting sheep for you, your chin tucked in his inner elbow as you drool all over it, head effortlessly perched at just the right angle on his meaty bicep instead of that flat and lifeless pillow that gives you a crick in your neck. your body grounded with the comforting weight of his heavy arm strewn over it, the gentle heat of his thumb stroking on your lower abdomen, the pressure you usually carry in your lower back gone because your legs are elevated due to the beefy mass that’s under them. it’s like he’s your custom made body pillow.
and if you need to pee in the middle the night you’ll have to smack his arm to get him to unfurl his tired limbs with a grunt because he sleeps like he’s dead. he’ll follow you there even when you tell him to stay in bed, heavy feet dragging behind you across the cool vinyl, one sock missing and his loose sleep pants hanging off his hips.
“hurry up, m’cold.” he’ll rub his eyes and grumble groggily as if you forced him to come with you.
he’s just standing in the dark bathroom with his arms crossed, eyes drifting back to a close while he sways like he’s on a ship. then he’s glaring at the doorframe with the most adorable, sleepy scowl on his face after he stumbles into it on accident, like someone put it there just to spite him. that is until he deems it worthy enough to lean on, a loud yawn blooming from the drowsy, messy-haired giant who’s patiently waiting to crawl back into bed with you.
if this site dies for reals like gets nuked dies i will be posting fake screenshots of tumblr posts i would've made on other social media sites. and if those fall i'll print them off and start handing them to people in the street. you're not getting away from me that easily.
after dinner, after showers, after the world finally slows down for the night, riki grabs his controller and heads straight for the couch. he doesn’t even have to ask anymore for you to follow him. you do it automatically, blanket in hand, already smiling since you know exactly how the night will end.
he sits down, stretches once, and opens his arms. “come here, pretty girl.” you climb onto his lap like it’s second nature, settling sideways with your legs tucked up and your body turned toward him. rikis arm wraps around your waist immediately, pulling you in close until there’s no space left between you. your head finds it’s familiar place against his shoulder, cheek pressed to the warm skin of his neck.
he presses a kiss into your hair, soft, lingering. “comfortable ?” he murmurs. you nod, nuzzling closer, nose brushing along his collarbone. “mmmhm perfect.”
the game loads, gentle sounds filling the room. the screen’s glow paints everything in soft blues and greens, shadows dancing quietly around the living room. rikis fingers move with easy confidence, controller resting against your thigh as he plays.
you watch him, eyes following the way his jaw tightens when he concentrates, the tiny smile that pulls at his lips when something goes right. your hand slips under his shirt, palm resting flat against his stomach, warmth seeping into your skin.
riki exhales slowly, thumb starting it’s familiar path along your side, tracing little circles like he’s soothing both of you at once while he loads another game.
“you know,” he says quietly, “it seems you fall asleep faster every night.” you smile against his neck. “that’s because you’re relaxing.”
he laughs softly, leaning his head against yours. “is that what i am now ? your personal lullaby ?” you tilt your face up just enough to kiss his jaw. “yup, my favorite one.”
that earns you a kiss, slow and gentle, lips brushing yours like he’s afraid of waking something fragile. when he pulls back, his forehead rests against yours for a moment, eyes soft.
he goes back to playing, but he never breaks physical contact. his arm stays snug around your waist, hand occasionally sliding up your back beneath the blanket between games. every now and then, he dips his head to kiss your temple, your cheek, the corner of your mouth. cute little love notes pressed into your skin.
your breathing starts to change without you realizing it, but riki notices everything. the way your body melts heavier into his. the way your hand goes slack beneath his shirt, fingers still there, still holding him even as sleep creeps in. your head shifts, nuzzling deeper into the curve of his neck like you’re seeking him out even in dreams.
“baby ?” he whispers. no answer, just a quiet hum as you nuzzle closer in your sleep. his chest tightens in that warm, overwhelming way it always does when he realizes how safe you feel with him.
he finishes the game quietly, careful not to disturb you. when the screen goes dark, the room feels even softer, wrapped in silence and the sound of your steady breathing.
for a moment, he doesn’t move. he just sits there, rocking you gently, pressing slow kisses into your hair. “i love you,” he murmurs, voice barely above a breath.
eventually, he shifts, sliding one arm under your knees and the other around your back. you stir faintly as he lifts you, arms curling around him even in your sleep. “i’ve got you,” he whispers, lips brushing your temple.
you relax instantly, cheek pressing into his neck, lips brushing his skin as you drift right back under. he carries you to bed like you’re something precious. slow and careful like he has all the time in the world. he lays you down gently, pulling the blanket over you, but the moment he tries to pull away, your hand tightens in his shirt.
“ki…” you murmur, half asleep. his chest softens instantly. “i’m here, baby, i’m here.” he crawls in beside you, tugging you closer until you’re pressed against him again. without thinking, your hand slips right back under his shirt, fingers splaying over his skin like that’s where they belong and they do.
riki sighs softly, wrapping both arms around you now, holding you like he never wants to let go. he kisses your forehead, your nose, your lips. slow, sleepy kisses full of warmth and devotion.
“goodnight, my love,” he whispers. you smile in your sleep, thumb brushing lazily against his skin, breathing calm and even. riki closes his eyes too, heart full, knowing tomorrow night will be the same. the couch, his lap, your head against him and love, settling in deeper every single night.
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