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[notdonesimpin]

hi! long time no see! will currently be moving my faves to ao3 (notdonesimpin) and hopefully adding new things as well!!

[mysticalhood]

hey guys,

i’m not really expecting anyone to interact with this, but if you happen to see it…

during the next couple days, i will be rebranding this acct as a 5sos, anime, and personal tumblr.

This change will include a URL change, new navi for master lists, and hopefully overall new (better) vibe for everyone involved.

Honestly, i do not anticipate writing any new 5sos fics nor do i anticipate writing anime pieces regularly(unless we’re taking about my ocs). I welcome any questions in my ask box.

if you’d like to see some of my current anime pieces floating around, please check out @notdonesimpin and i understand if you’d rather unfollow.

much love as always💕

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[notdonesimpin]

will be moving back home after some revisions. everything here will stay ofc. anything new will be in that blog though. :) once i’m at home the name will be @/tydelwve

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FINE LINE!

miyuki x reader

summary: there's a fine line between hate and lust

word count: 2.1k

tags: mdni, fem!reader, college au, fuckbuddies, hate sex but it's nothing too nasty, he calls reader princess

notes: miyuki fuckers rise !!!!!

accompanying drabble | masterlist

"well, by all means, keep going, princess. don't let me stop you."

miyuki kazuya is infuriating. everything about him is: from his stupid voice to his stupid glasses to his stupid smirk to his stupid inability to show any sign of weakness.

because somehow, even while he's sprawled across the bed in his dorm with you straddling him, he still seems to be the one calling the shots. worse still, you were letting him. you long to wipe that smug look off his face, for him to be the one who gets fucked incoherent for a change.

he raises an eyebrow, still smiling, but the look in his eyes has hardened to something more akin to a dare.

he doesn't exactly have the patience of a saint when it comes to you, hasn't since the first semester of freshman year when you two got into a heated discussion in class. the two of you have been at each other's throats ever since, every little thing riling you both up and sparking arguments, much to the chagrin of your mutual friends.

their efforts to force you two to get along weren't exactly in vain, however — locking you both in the same room had led you to discover the one about miyuki that you could support: he could fuck you better than anyone else ever had.

it didn't help you get along any better; if anything, it meant that the time you spent together fully clothed was even more contentious than before, because now you both knew that the only way you could tolerate each other was if you were wrapped around each other.

you roll your eyes at the way he's looking at you like he's just humouring you, like he's seconds from snapping and just taking what he wants. it's a pitiful attempt at looking blasé, especially with your pussy drooling on the underside of his cock where you're sitting flush against it, pinning it against his toned stomach.

you sit back on him before he can run his mouth again, reaching between you both to line him up with your needy hole. you trace teasing circles with the mushroom tip of his cock, hearing his breath hitch at the feeling.

"what's wrong, miyuki?" you ask, tilting your head slightly and furrowing your brows in mock concern. you know that you're going to wear his patience thin if you keep it up. "something you need?"

he still won't give you the satisfaction of looking frustrated. he schools his face into a calm expression that has your eyebrow twitch. would it kill him to give something away for once?

you tease until you can't take it anymore yourself, biting your lip to hold back the sigh of relief that fights to escape when you're finally stretched out around his fat cock.

he swears below his breath and slaps his hands down on the tops of your thighs, squeezing the plush skin afterwards as if that makes up for the stinging sensation. you glare at him and he only chuckles in response, squeezing harder as if it was a challenge.

you lean down over him, tits squishing against his chest and your lips close enough to his own that the exhale he lets out tickles your face. it was meant to be a change in positon to allow him deeper inside of you, but suddenly you're both staring startled at each other like you're afraid to be the first to move.

you've never kissed him before, usually too focused on using each other to chase your own mutusl highs and distract yourselves from shit grades, dull lectures and just how generally irritating you found each other. with the way his tongue darts out to wet lips and his eyes glance down to your mouth, you can tell what he's considering.

a petty part of you is glad to finally have some form of upper hand, but there's a weaker side of you that you refuse to acknowledge, a part that sighs in satisfaction that he wants to kiss you. you ignore the urge to lean in just a bit more and brush your lips against his own, sensing some invisible line that you weren't ready to cross just yet.

to shake the two of you from the moment, you reach down to grab his chin, fingers pressing into his sharp jawline. you use the grip to tilt his head to the side, giving you space to bite down on his neck and leave an ugly mark that he could have fun dealing with for the next few days.

he throbs inside you at the sting and you rock against him at the feeling, reveling in the way he's forcing your gummy walls to adjust around his girth.

even with you on top, even with your hand directing his face, even with your mark on his throat, he still has something to say. his hand shoots up to grab your wrist, squeezing in warning until you let go of his face. he turns to look at you slowly and levels you with the fire in his eyes. "how cute."

the breath is forced from your lungs when the room spins quicker than you can keep up with. by the time you realise what just happened, miyuki is leaning over you, forearms bracketing your face and his head tilted in faux sympathy.

he rests his weight on one arm so that he can reach up and brush your hair out of your face, gripping your jaw to mirror what you'd just done to him and squeezing your cheeks between calloused fingers until your lips are forced into a pout.

he juts his own lower lip out, sadistic amusement clear in his eyes in a way that has the blood in your veins heating up in excitement. you can begrudgingly admit in the safety of your mind that he looks damn good like this.

it's like he can sense that you're thinking something that'd only serve to inflate his already dangerous ego. "wha'ssa matter, princess?"

"f'ck 'ff," you grumble out the best you can with the pressure on your cheeks. you'd die before he wrenched a compliment from you.

"alright, if that's what you really want," he shrugs, moving to get off you.

you know that it's a bluff, but you still can't stop yourself from wrapping your legs around him with an embarrassing lack of hesitation, keeping him in close while refusing to look him in the eye.

"that's what i thought. i'm tired of letting you pretend to be in charge, just hold on tight 'nd try not to drool on my pillow while i use you, 'kay?"

your next eye roll is interrupted when he slips back inside you in one fluid motion, hips flush against your own as he fills you up just right.

miyuki may be the biggest dickhead you've ever encountered, but the thing that kept you returning to his dorm was the fact that he could stretch your cunt just right around him, length grazing the spot inside you that never fails to have you cumming in seconds if he focuses on it hard enough.

he doesn't make another snarky remark, choosing to set an intense pace instead.

he fucks you like he's been storing up all his frustrations with you, which is downright impossible given how harsh he is with you day in and day out. he grunts above you, sweat beading along his hairline as he uses enough force to send you a few inches up the mattress.

he pushes your legs up and your thighs burn in protest, ankles dangling by your head when he folds you in half. he pins you in place with his hands on the backs of your thighs, holding himself up on them. there's no way to squirm out from under him, not when he's resting his body weight on you like that — you're forced to just lie there and take it while he bullies his cock into your soaked pussy at a bruising pace.

the wet sounds of skin on skin fill your ears while his mattress creaks in disapproval, and then he decides to open his damn mouth again. "y'know what? you're a lot cuter when you're quiet. 's this all you needed, hm?"

you want to tell him to go fuck himself, to shoot something cutting back, but he's already expecting it. he changes his angle a little, folding you further in half so that he can nail your sweet spot easily with his cockhead.

what was originally meant to be an insult morphs to a broken squeak without your permission and you dig your nails into his back in retaliation. he's far too cocky for your liking, but what you hate even more is how sexy he looks when he's dripping in confidence like this.

"'s this all you need?" he repeats and his voice is overly sweet. "a bit of cock to calm you down?"you can't even focus on the bite of his words anymore, not when his next sentence is a rushed command that leaves no room for hesitation. "touch yourself for me."

you nod jerkily and slide a hand slowly down your stomach until you get to your sticky folds. your clit is throbbing needily by the time you begin to circle it and you shudder beneath him as the sparks of pleasure mix with the feeling of him spearing you open, overwhelming you in the best possible way.

he twitches inside you and you know that he's close. his heavy balls hit your ass with every pap of his hips and you move your fingers faster on your clit to catch up to him.

he trades speed for power, slowing down to slam harder into you instead. it doesn't take much more with him ploughing into you like that — you're cumming with a whimper of his name and tangling your fingers in the hairs at the nape of his neck, tugging on the strands.

your walls ripple around him and you squirm the best you can under his hold, trying to meet his thrusts to drag the pleasure out for yourself. his pelvis grinds against your overstimulated clit every time he sinks inside of you and you fight to keep still, overstimulation sinking in.

his hips stutter, losing rhythm before he buries himself to the hilt with a groan, giving in to the feeling of your cunt attempting to milk him. he rolls his hips mindlessly into your own, keeping you stuffed full of his cock while ribbons of his cum paint your quivering walls and your toes curl at the feeling.

he's breathing heavily by your ear and you can see the tremor in his biceps from the strain of holding himself up over you. he pulls out before he's done, shooting the last spurt of cum across your stomach and snorting when you grumble at the mess.

he sits back on his heels when he's spent, your legs spread lewdly to make space for him. you can tell from the ache in them that walking will be a struggle for the next few days, bruises already forming in the shape of his fingers where they had held you tight.

you dread the walk of shame out of his room purely because you don't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing you stumble on your unsteady legs.

he watches with keen interest as his cum starts to leak out of your pussy, dribbling down past your ass to soak into the bedsheets. you don't have the energy to close your legs and hide from him yet but it feels so stangely... intimate, almost, to have him stare at you in this state.

you do what you know will pull his focused stare from your core; you reach for his comforter and drag it through the mess on your stomach, giggling when his stare turns to a glare and he swats at your hands, tugging the ruined fabric from you.

"bitch," he grumbles, but it's lacking its usual venom — a half-hearted insult. finally, he moves away from you, and you sit up with great difficulty.

"well, i'm jumping in the shower. have fun walking back to your place with my cum staining your panties."

"charming," your voice drips in sarcasm but you're too exhausted to argue any further.

he shrugs and picks himself up from the bed, making his way to the small ensuite he somehow managed to luck out and score. "gotta keep the charm off to keep you from falling for me, princess."

the door shuts behind him before the pillow you aim at him can hit its mark, thumping softly against the wood before hitting the floor. "you wish, asshole!"

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it’s been a min, huh? kinda wanna write some knb. any suggestions?

[fuwushiguro]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Hi hotties! I joined Tumblr back in January 2021 so this will be my first ever Kinktober event! I’m welcoming everyone to come and enjoy my first ever Playboy Kinktober. I wasn’t sure if I actually wanted to take part since it seems very difficult, and I commend everyone who has done this event in the past. But it seemed too fun to miss out on taking part. I’ll be updating links as the days go on. I’ll be doing a different fandom for the first three weeks, everything after that I’m freestyling. I hope you enjoy the ride! (All works will involve f!Reader)

p.s. everything will be tagged accordingly, please be mindful when reading the content as you are responsible for your own safety, if there’s something that may trigger you do not read it.

𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 - 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 - 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | Jean Kirstein

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 | Zeke Yeager

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 - 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 | Eren Yeager

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 - 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 | Reiner Braun

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 - 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | Zeke Yeager

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗 - 𝐄𝐝𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Eren Yeager

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 - 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞 | Porco Galliard

𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 - 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞 | Toji Fushiguro

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 - 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 + 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Ryomen Sukuna

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐄𝐍 - 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Kento Nanami

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 - 𝐇𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐦 | Satoru Gojo

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄 - 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐭 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 + 𝐆𝐮𝐧 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 | Megumi Fushiguro

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐒𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Yuuji Itadori & Satoru Gojo

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐧 | Kento Nanami

𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 - 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Katsuki Bakugo

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐒𝐞𝐱 𝐓𝐨𝐲𝐬 | Tomura Shigaraki

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 | Dabi

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 | Hawks

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐁𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | Shota Aizawa

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 - 𝐋𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 + 𝐁𝐮𝐤𝐤𝐚𝐤𝐞 | Tomura Shigaraki, Dabi & Twice

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 - 𝐎𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥 | Overhaul

𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 - 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐕𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦 | Kento Nanami

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 - 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐔𝐬𝐞 | Toji Fushiguro

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 - 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 | Satoru Gojo

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 - 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 | Zeke Yeager & Reiner Braun

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗 - 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐒𝐞𝐱 | Reiner Braun -

(@cyancherub’s wheel of misfortune collab)

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 - 𝐂𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Dabi & Hawks

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 - 𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐆 + 𝐒𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 | Toji Fushiguro

𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 - 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Twice

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 - 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 + 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Zeke Yeager

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 - 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 | Toji Fushiguro

© 2021 fuwushiguro

Thank you to everyone who interacts with this! I wanted to add here that this was a really stressful time for me, I did my best to write everything in advance for you all so that I wasn’t missing days and falling behind. This is part of the reason I’ve been on hiatus with a lot of things! (I’m hoping to be back to regular writing by mid November since I’d like a break). I’ve been stressed, angry, upset, a lot of tears have been shed because this was a lot of pressure for me! I wanted to do my best to make it perfect since it’s my first Kinktober and felt a certain pressure of not wanting to let anyone down.

That being said, I have been on emotional rollercoaster to write 31 days worth of stories. They’re all varying length, but not a single one is under 1.3k words. I’m sure you can imagine how taxing that is! I’ve done this for free of my own accord. I did it for me, because I wanted to, but I also did it for you guys!

So with that, please be kind. If there’s something you don’t like, ignore it. I did my very best and I hope you all appreciate it as much as I appreciate everyone who follows me and the support I receive. Thank you, lots of love. Venus x

tag list form in my navi if that interests you, happy spooky season everyone!

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concept: osamu being rough and sloppy, fucking suna’s mouth with both hands locked in soft brown hair, staring down at the way suna’s mouth falls open for him in complete submission, taking every inch he’s given. osamu groans, holding him close as he nearly chokes on his cock, nose resting along the solid plane of his abdomen. 

“shit, fuck, that’s my good boy,” osamu growls, pulling back a bit when he feels blunt nails sink into his thighs, a barely-audible moan muffled by the thick cock in his mouth.

osamu gaves him a moment to breathe, withdrawing and pumping his cock, tip still enticingly wet with suna’s saliva, while he surveys just how fucked out suna looks; panting and trying to catch his breath, mascara and eyeliner running down the apples of his cheeks, his lips plump and swollen. suna sticks his tongue out, a silent plea to have his mouth filled with something, anything.  

he traces suna’s bottom lip with his free hand, holding back a moan as suna instinctively opens his mouth and sucks on his thumb, lust-clouded eyes gazing up at him. “ya look ten times prettier when yer all cock drunk like this… anyone ever told ya that, rin?”

[notdonesimpin]

kinda wanna write another fic like POV for bakugou but it’s the toxic side of the relationship🧐

[notdonesimpin]

Trust~t.k.~

kuroo x reader

warnings: just angst

synopsis: how can you ever make up for the things that you’re lacking?

a/n: hope you enjoy :)

Though I saw it coming, it still hurts…

After a few rings, you answer the phone, “Hello?”

Kuroo freezes, unsure of what to say. He didn’t even think he’d get this far. This was a bad decision.

“Hello?” you repeat, snapping him out of his daze.

“Y/N… It’s Kuroo.”

Silence. Did his name alone scare you off?

Keep reading

[multi-fandom-fanfic]

What did he say to her four years ago?

[notdonesimpin]

it’s kinda up to your interpretation 😅 different things affect ppl different ways and when i tried to write what he said, it made the fic feel weird.

in my head he said things along the lines of “it’s not worth being in a long distance relationship with you when i know you’re going to break up with me.” basically spewing on how their entire relationship was a waste of time bc y/n decide not to follow him to college.

[notdonesimpin]

Trust~t.k.~

kuroo x reader

warnings: just angst

synopsis: how can you ever make up for the things that you’re lacking?

a/n: hope you enjoy :)

Though I saw it coming, it still hurts...

After a few rings, you answer the phone, “Hello?”

Kuroo freezes, unsure of what to say. He didn’t even think he’d get this far. This was a bad decision.

“Hello?” you repeat, snapping him out of his daze.

“Y/N… It’s Kuroo.”

Silence. Did his name alone scare you off?

“I’ll be right back,” you softly spoke. Your voice was distant from the phone, so he figured you were talking to someone else in the room.

“Everything okay?” It was a man’s voice. It had to be your fiancé.

Your fiancé. That feels weird for Kuroo to even think about. He remembers a time where it was supposed to be him putting a ring on your finger.

“I’m guessing you heard since you’re finally calling me.”

Kuroo weakly smiles to himself as he pours himself another glass of bourbon. “Congrats on your engagement. Bokuto tells me that he’s a really good guy.”

“Thank you. He’s a great guy.”

Another minute of silence passes as Kuroo takes a large sip of his drink. When did it become so hard to talk to you?

“Why him?” he questions, “I don’t mean it in a bad way. What did he have that I didn’t?”

You sigh, leaning against the closed door of your bedroom, “Hope. Faith. Trust.”

“I always was the one telling you to never give up; yet, I’m the one who gave up on us. That’s some twisted fate, huh? To think that what you have with him could’ve been me if I didn’t say those things to you.”

“Kuroo, stop. Thinking about what could’ve been isn’t going to make you feel any better and it’s just uncomfortable for me.”

“Sorry. I’m a little drunk right now,” he lets out a dry laugh, “I shouldn’t have called in the first place.”

“Look, The things you said four years ago have been long forgotten. They were basically forgotten as soon as they left your mouth. We didn’t work because you believed that we couldn’t last if we were long distance. You gave up before we even graduated. Yes, I was hurt, but that was the nature of the beast. Stop putting guilt on yourself for words you can’t take back. Stop feeling sorry for yourself when the only person that hasn’t forgiven you is yourself… I have to go. I hope things get better for you. I really do.”

You hang up and Kuroo stands in his kitchen in silence.

And it’s my fault.

[zeninfics]

his plaything

pairing: toji fushiguro x fem reader

word count: 336

content warnings: sex, choking, degradation, dumbification

a/n: just trying out different writing styles tbh and also half way through this i realized toji would like doggy style more but whatever

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toji being rough with you wasn’t new, rather, it was expected - so when you felt his his fingers wrap around your neck, you shouldn’t have been shocked.

above you, he grunted, dick pushing deeper and deeper into you, drawing loud moans from your lips. the way he fucked you was primal and selfish, always seeking his own pleasure but for some reason you liked it. fuck you loved being treated like a flesh light, like toji owned you.

“fuck y/n,” he rasped in your ear, hand closing around your throat tightly. “you’re nothing but a dumb slut,” he muttered, lips curved upwards into a smirk.

all you could do was moan, the feeling of his dick so deep in you clouded your mind, all thoughts of anything else promptly shoved aside.

“you’re just a toy, aren’t you?” he asked vindictively, although you were too lost in your own pleasure to care.

you could barely understand him, you felt as if you were being fucked dumb and you sure looked it. with saliva dripping down your chin and your legs spread wide, you looked ( and felt ) like a whore.

just as you were immersing yourself in the pleasure, he stopped, chest heaving and breathing heavy. “beg for it,” he instructed and although he stopped fucking you, his hand stayed on your throat.

you needed it - no you needed him. his dick.

you whimpered, hands roaming down towards your clit to rub it. you needed something, anything. “toji please!” you whined. “i need you, i need you so bad! please fuck me”.

that’s all it took for toji’s dick to go plunging back into you, hand on your throat tightening again. you liked the thought of your life in his hands, of his strong fingers taking away your air and then giving it back - only when he wanted.

all you could hear was your moans, back arching upwards as toji used you like a plaything.

his plaything.

[violettelueur]

— ANNOUNCEMENT || 4K FOLLOWERS

good evening everyone ʕ≧ᴥ≦ʔ

we have reached another milestone in such a short amount of time ʕ ㅇ ᴥ ㅇʔ WE REACHED OVER 4000 LOYAL CUSTOMERS! 

thank you all so much for the love and support that you all have given me ever since you followed, liked or reblogged ʕ￫ᴥ￩　ʔ i never thought i would even reach to this number of followers when i started this blog on november, crazy how it is now februrary isn’t it? ʕ´•ᴥ•`ʔ

with this little celebration, i wanted to recommend some works that i really likes i want to share them with you ╲ʕ·ᴥ·　╲ʔ

the recommendations :

— @catharsisbabey | bandages to blindfold (feat. gojo satoru)

— @seoafin | butterfly rain (feat. fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru)

— @notdonesimpin | sorcery (feat. ryomen sukuna)

— @khionne | serenity (feat. fushiguro megumi)

— @chqrryvelvet | with you (i’m complete) (feat. fushiguro megumi)

— @melremade | a moment’s respite (feat. nanami kento)

— @elysianslove | enjoying each other’s company (feat. itadori yuji)

— @fluffy-mayari | bunny kisses (feat. fushiguro megumi)

— @look-at-all-these-imagines | gift giving (feat. fushiguro megumi)

— @3rdgymbros | taking care of megumi (feat. gojo satoru + fushiguro megumi)

— @gojcsatoru | when he gets injured (feat. itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru)

— @ryoskuna | promised eternity (feat. ryomen sukuna)

— @lizbotw | alone (feat. fushiguro megumi) 

— @churochuu​ | weakness (feat. itadori yuji + ryomen sukuna) 

— @hanimanny | practicing to kiss (feat. fushiguro megumi) 

— @sukunarii | family (feat. ryomen sukuna) 

— @costellos | realising they’re hopelessly in love (feat. itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru + nanami kento) 

— @bluedelphinium | sedum (itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi + kugisaki nobara) 

— @seoafin | growing pains (feat. gojo satoru) 

— @marchsbakery​ | imagine (feat. gojo satoru)

[notdonesimpin]

Tik Tok Haters ~a.m.~

atsumu miya x reader

warnings: i mean implied smut. some smexy pictures and suggestive vids mentioned.

synopsis: Sometimes Atsumu’s fans just really get on your nerves, and you have to put them in their place.

a/n: i literally heard a tik tok sound and this idea came to me so long ago. hope you enjoy :)

It takes a lot for you to actively get annoyed enough to become petty, but Atsumu’s fangirls pushed you a little too far.

Most of them would say things about how you weren’t good enough for him and tag you in photos they took with him, saying that he’s enjoying his time a lot more with them than you.

You decided to use your very large tik tok platform to make a statement.

The sound was only 11 seconds, but you had a way of using every lyric efficiently.

He chose me

It was a picture of Atsumu smirking at the camera, eyes filled with lust as he had both hands on the waistband of your pants and your legs resting on his shoulders.

He don’t want you

Atsumu was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back facing you in this photo. You could see the freshly made scratch marks on his skin and the lighting made the sweat glisten, making it very apparent that you’d just finished having sex.

He chose me

You were hiding your face from the camera with one hand whilst flicking Atsumu off with the other as you sat on the bathroom counter. Your entire body was covered in hickeys. You could see Atsumu’s triumphant smile in the mirror.

Nany nany, boo boo. I fuck him more than you do

This last piece was a short video of atsumu walking into your bedroom. He’d thrown his bag on the ground by the door and was tugging his shirt off as he walked over to you. “I’m horny,” he simply states, tugging you to the edge of the bed. He lightly laughs when he notices the camera, reaching for it as the video ends.

The vid blew up INSTANTLY.

Like you pressed post and it already had over a thousand likes and shares in a minute.

Atsumu got out of the shower about ten minutes after you posted it and his phone was blowing up.

Ofc he watched it and loved every second of it bc it’s not often that you get possessive.

He’s highly turned on too, but he’d never admit it over text

You just get a text from him saying: cute vid you posted ;)

A few days later, Atsumu would have an interview about the team and his life and whatnot. The usual spill.

Obvi interviewer is nosy, and the company wants a story, so they bring up your very viral tik tok.

The interviewer is asking him how he feels about you posting it and Atsumu just kind of shrugs because he really does not care.

But this interviewer keeps pushing it: “You and your girlfriend are very well known, so should she really be posting things about your private sex life? It could come back to hurt both of you, but mainly you.”

Atsumu laughs because he knows that he’s posted worse on his own social media.

Like this man literally has a picture of you only being covered by his arm around your chest and in a pair of lacy panties on his Twitter.

Also, he's pretty sure there’s a picture somewhere on his Twitter where his entire ass is out and he has you pinned against the wall with your legs wrapped around his waist.

“As long as she doesn’t post my dick pic, it’s her choice. It’s her account.  She’s my fiance, so I’m secure enough in our relationship that what she posts doesn’t matter.” 

“So if she posted a complete nude, you’d be okay with it?”

Anyone could tell that Atsumu was extremely annoyed. He clenched his jaw, giving the interviewer a deadly stare. “She could start an OnlyFans right now, and I’d promote the hell out of it because I’m the only person that can actually touch her. It’s her body, I wouldn’t be with her if I was insecure. Look at me, though. I’m a complete catch.”

Everyone lost their shit once they saw it.

Osamu literally refused to talk/see you both for a month

[notdonesimpin]

The Truth Is Out ~t.k.~

taiga kagami x fem!reader

warnings: mainly fluff. v small smut scene that mainly just leads into it

synopisis: the story of how kagami’s team and your cousin, kise, find out about the relationship.

a/n: this is long. it WAS purely self indulgent so that’s another reason why it’s long but hope you enjoy :)

“Is this all the groceries we need for dinner? Do you have everything else already?” Riko asks.

Before Kagami could answer, Hyuga tagged another question along. “Do you live here by yourself?”

As he unlocked the door, he responded, “At the moment, my girlfriend is staying here, too.”

The team’s eyes widened and exclaimed, “You have a girlfriend?”

The door swings open to reveal you in the kitchen, making dinner. “Hi, Taiga’s teammates! It’s really nice to meet you guys!”

“Guys, this is my girlfriend, Y/N. She goes to Kaijou. Y/N, this is the team.” 

He points at each member, telling you their names as they all looked at you with wide eyes, muttering a hello back as they walked in and Kagami walked over to you with the groceries you needed to finish up dinner.

“Don’t be shy! Make yourselves at home,” you encouraged them, grabbing the bags from Kagami. You give him a quick kiss. “Thank you. How was the game?”

He leaned against the counter. “It was really good. I wish you could have been there.”

You rolled your eyes, “My game was good, too, Taiga. Thanks for asking.”

“You still play basketball?” A small voice asked.

You looked around, eyes settling on the boy slightly shorter than you that stood on the other side of the counter. You jump back, slightly startled about how you didn’t notice him standing there.

“Kuroko! How can you still do that?” you exclaim.

“You guys know each other?” the team questioned.

You both nod as Kuroko explained, “She’s Kise’s cousin. She’s older by a few months, though.”

“Adopted cousin technically,” you add.

It seemed everyone's eyes were on you since they were intrigued about the insight into who you were and Kagami’s personal life. Kagami seems to notice as his cheeks begin to redden and he rubs the back of his neck.

“Guys, please stop staring. You’re going to scare her.”

You scoff, hitting him with a towel. “I’m not that easily frightened. Plus, if you’re going to be in my kitchen, you better be helping me cook.”

He muttered something under his breath as he walked past you to grab an apron. You give a triumphant smile, focusing your attention back on the boys and Riko in front of you.

“I quit basketball at the beginning of the third year. I play volleyball now.”

“Why?” 

“I had more fun with volleyball. It came a lot more natural for me. Kagami makes me help him with basketball, though.”

Kagami shakes his head, glancing at you from the pot he’s stirring. “You offer because you know basketball is better for expanding your agility.”

“How’d you two meet?” Kiyoshi chimed in.

Kagami’s eyes shot to you, knowing the mischievous smirk that was plastered on your face as you chopped up the vegetables.

“I kicked his ass.”

“She did not!” Kagami tried to defend himself as everyone egged you on to continue.

“When he first moved back to Japan, we went to the same middle school. At that time, I’d recently joined the volleyball team.. He was beating everyone on our school team, making all of them mad and frustrated. Kagami, here, got a little bit of a superiority complex, so I challenged him to a game. His cocky ass thought it’d be easy since I was on the volleyball team so he played around and let me score two points. Before he realized it, I won 5-0. He was shocked and wanted a rematch, but I refused.”

Everyone’s jaws dropped. “You… beat Kagami?”

You look up with a questioning look. “Am I not supposed to? Y’all are talking like this man is a legend…”

Kagami tosses a towel at the back of your head. “Just because you beat me in a game the other day doesn’t mean you’re better than me. I have more wins overall.”

“By one game!” you exclaim.

“Now, I have to see you play. I don’t mean this the wrong way, but you don’t look like the type to be on the same skill level as Kagami,” Riko politely says.

You shrug, “I’m not offended or anything. I grew up playing with my brothers and cousins, and volleyball has helped with my jumping. When it comes to court awareness and IQ, I have Kagami beat. Skill set wise, he’s way past my expertise.”

“You guys get two more questions, then I’m duct taping her mouth closed.”

“She can’t eat if you do that,” Kuroko firmly states.

You point at him, “Kuroko, I’ve missed teaming up with you.”

Kagami huffs, “I can’t win if the two of you team up.”

“How did you two get together?” Hyuga questions.

“Taiga couldn’t take defeat, so we ended up playing one-on-one every day that I didn’t have volleyball. He didn’t know many people, so we hung out a lot during class and after school. Tomorrow will be our one year anniversary. He won’t tell me what he has planned, though.”

The team awed as they looked between the two of you. It was extremely apparent that Kagami was blushing from how his ears were tinted red.

“You’ll know when it’s time,” he said as you turned around and dumped the vegetables in the pot. 

“I’m going to put on a shirt really quick,” you inform him, “I started cooking as soon as I got your text since I figured you guys would be starving.”

He nodded, watching you walk off and disappear down the hallway.

“Kagami, I like her. You better not lose her,” Izuki notes.

“I don’t plan on it.” He smiles to himself as he changes the topic, “Now, let’s talk about anything other than my love life.”

The boys easily fell into their own conversations. When you walk back out, you get pulled into Izuki’s conversation where he just wouldn’t stop telling puns, but you found it extremely entertaining. 

You help Kagami sit the food out on the table. Before you could fully sit down, Kagami pulled you into his lap and lazily wrapped an arm around your waist. This caught you by surprise because he usually wasn’t this clingy when people were around.

“You feeling okay?” you softly ask as he makes his plate, putting enough on it for you, too.

He nods with a soft smile. “I just want to hold you.”

You both eat off of his plate, joining in on the casual conversations around you.

Later that night, all of his teammates ended up falling asleep in various places in the living room. 

“Don’t tell me you’re actually tired,” Kagami whines, tossing his shirt and pants in the hamper as he makes his way to the bed.

You yawn, “It’s midnight and you’re not tired?”

“It’s midnight, meaning that we should bring in our one year anniversary the right way,” he smirks, dipping down to kiss you while you sit on the edge of the bed. 

He deepens the kiss, guiding you down into the bed with a hand on the small of your back. 

His other hand finds its way underneath your shit and becomes a cool contrast in your hot skin. 

“Taiga,” you whined as he began to kiss down your neck. “Your entire team is here. They’ll hear us.”

“That just means you have to be quiet, baby. Let me take care of you tonight,” he softly requests as his fingers play with the hem of your shorts. 

“Taiga, you are insatiable.”

He hums, standing up as he pulls off your shorts and tosses them. 

He raises an eyebrow and looks at you with a triumphant smile.  “No panties? Y/N, I think you wanted this to happen.”

“Shut up.” You try to kick him, but he easily catches your leg and presses a kiss to your ankle. 

“I promise I’ll take good care of you, princess.”

The next morning, you wake up around 7 to rustling in the living room. Kagami had his arm tightly wrapped around your abdomen, so you had to pry it off with all your might. 

As soon as you got out the bed, you heard a soft whine from him as he reached for you. “Where are you going?” he groans, “Come back to bed.”

“Your teammates are waking up. I figured I’ll offer some breakfast before they leave.”

He opens his eyes and looks at you, eyes narrowing when he noticed that you weren’t standing normally.

“Are you still sore?”

You shift your weight, wincing a bit. It was nothing too noticeable but Kagami knew you too well. “It’s not terrible. It’d just been a while.”

He rolled over to get out of bed as he requested, ”Sit back down for a second.”

You plop back onto the bed, watching him grab one of his shirts and toss it to you. 

As you put in each of those items, he found a pair of sweatpants and walked over to put them on you. You lift your legs up, watching him slip the pants up your legs.

You stand up so that he can get them onto your waist and watch him tie the string so they wouldn’t fall down.

He gives you a quick kiss as he stands up, noticing the grin on your face. “What?” he asks, grabbing a pair of sweatpants for himself.

“I guess chivalry isn’t dead,” you tease.

He rolls his eyes, “I guess you can walk to the kitchen yourself, then.”

You pout, reaching your arms out to him. “Don’t be mean.”

He squats down in front of you, letting you wrap your arms around his neck as he holds your thighs.

He walks into the living area and you beam, “Good morning guys!”

“May I ask why you’re on his back, Y/N?” Kuroko questions.

“I’m just feeling lazy,” you shrug. What you said wasn’t a lie. You were feeling lazy, but that wasn’t the reason you were currently on Kagami. “Would you guys like breakfast?” you offered.

Riko shook her head with a soft smile, “We’re all about to head home, but thank you.”

Hyuga chimed in, “Dinner was amazing. I hope we get to see you again.”

You smiled, “I’ll actually be at the next game!”

They all cheered as they piled out of the penthouse, leaving you and Kagami by yourselves.

“Alright, princess. Now that it’s just me and you.” He sits you on the kitchen counter and turns around to look at you.

“Happy anniversary, Taiga,” you softly whisper, bring a hand up to his cheek as you lean in and give him a kiss.

“Do you want your gift now or later?” 

You hit his arm. “I told you not to get me anything, you stubborn ass!”

He laughs, “I know you got me something, though. Even though we promised not to buy anything.”

You became quiet because you knew he was right as he gave you a triumphant smirk.

“Well, I saw it and couldn’t not get it!” you tried to argue.

“I know you too well. Wait here.”

He walks back to his bedroom, coming back after a few minutes with a small bag.

He hands it to you. “I’ve been dying to give this to you for months.”

Your eyes widened, “You actually held back for once in your life?”

“Shut up before I take it back.”

You shake your head, opening the bag to first see a necklace with a key on it. The key was red and had his initials engraved on it.

“The key to my heart,” he softly spoke.

You look at him to see how gentle his eyes have become. 

Taiga has always had a more vulnerable side. He didn’t let it out much even though you’d been together this long. It took a lot for him to let himself fully relax and put down his walls around people since he’s always been seen as some sort of monster because of his dedication and skills with basketball.

You were the first person he connected with once he got back to Japan, so having this kind of relationship with you always made him weary. He didn’t want to lose the only person he connected with so a lot of the things he did were over thought for weeks.

“I know that I don’t say how much I love and appreciate you that often and because of our schedules, it’s been a lot less recently. Y/N, you know how bad I am at this thing. We’ve been learning how to do this together, and I don’t want to fuck up and lose you. I really do love you. You’re the best person to ever enter my life.”

“Taiga, I love you so much. Can you put it on me?”

He nods, taking the necklace from you. You lean forward so he could clasp it around your neck.

You hold the key in your hand as you lean back with a small smile. “I’m never taking it off.” You think of your gift, sitting in the bottom of his closet in the box and pout, “Your gift is so much better than mine.”

He shakes his head, “I’ll love anything that you get me.”

You playfully push him, “I could go get it if you weren’t in my way.”

“Just tell me where it is, and I’ll get it. You’re staying off of your feet today. You always take care of me, so I’m going to take care of you today.”

“The bottom right of the closet. The thin black box and the white box underneath it.” 

He rushes off once again. You laugh, grabbing your phone to answer a few text messages from your teammates.

He walks back in with the biggest grin on his face as he reads the label of the black box. “Is this what I think it is?”

He sits the boxes down on the counters, attempting to open the black box but you snatch it away from him. 

“This one is last, you fiend.”

He laughed, opening the white box to see a Chicago Bulls jersey customized with his name on it. “Baby, this is amazing!” he beamed, trying it on almost immediately. He spins around to give you a good look of it on him as he asks, “How does it look?”

“It looks like I’m dating a really hot NBA star.”

He gives you a quick kiss, mumbling a thank you against your lips.

“Now,” you hand him the black box that he was a lot more excited about, “you can open this.”

He practically rips the box apart in excitement, making the wallet size picture fall onto the ground. He bends down to pick it up, eyes widening at the sight of you in a lingerie set he’d never seen before.

He looks between you, the picture, and the empty box and asks, “Where is it? I need to see it on you.”

You laugh, pointing at the picture as you swing your legs, “You have seen me in it.”

He pouts, “You know what I mean.”

Before you could answer, your phone buzzed with a text from Kise. It read: Tell your boyfriend that I will kill him if he ever hurts you! He’s taking you away from me :( #worstcousinever 

Next message: also, how am i supposed to be your favorite cousin if you won’t even tell me WHO it is or show me a picture -_- 

Next message: YOUR PARENTS KNOW AND NOT ME?! i'm telling your brothers.

You look up at Kagami with pleading eyes. He sighed, knowing what you were asking without any words. 

“We’ll see him tomorrow at the tournament. I’d rather tell him to his face. Plus, I don’t need your brothers showing up to kill me.”

You nod, sending him a quick text saying:  I only didn’t tell you because you’re 100 percent going to steal him away. He’s still playing in the basketball tournament tomorrow, so you’ll meet him then.

You sit your phone down, turning the ringer on silent as you refocus your attention on Kagami.

“Impress me tomorrow during the games, and I’ll wear it. If you don’t, you’ll have to wait until Christmas.”

~~

The next day, you left Kagami’s apartment to hang out with Kise before his game since he wouldn’t stop complaining about never seeing you anymore unless there was school.

“Y/N-icchi! I’ve missed you so much!” Kise exclaimed as you walked up to him.

His team was shaking their heads at him, giving you a small wave since they’d seen you around quite a bit.

“Where’s that boyfriend of yours?” he questions as you both start walking into the stadium to watch some of the games.

“He’s scouting with his team, but he’ll drop by to see us before they warm up.”

Kise nods, “Who does he play for?”

“Not telling.”

“Do I already know him?”

“Not telling.”

“Come on,” he whines, “Give me something to work with here.”

“He’s taller than you,” you say blankly, “Now, shut up and watch the game.”

You took your bag off and sat it down as Kise reluctantly did the same as he muttered, “You’re so mean, Y/N-icchi.”

45 minutes later, you heard your name being called from behind you as Kagami jogged down the stairs.

“Do you have your phone on silent? I’ve been calling you like crazy!”

You pulled your phone out of your pocket, noticing five missed calls from him and six from your mom. “My mom is going to murder me!”

“No, she’s not,” he laughed, squatting down to get out of the way of people watching the game as he continued, “She’s here. She wanted to see where you were sitting. She said that you told her about my games today and decided to come earlier to see me play before Kise did.” 

As soon as he said Kise’s name, the life drained out of both of your faces.

“So you’re the boyfriend,” Kise leaned forward, trying to be intimidating.

“Kise, be nice.”

“You’re dating one of my rivals, Y/N-icchi! That’s so low.” 

Intimidation factor: gone.

You rolled your eyes, “We were dating before you even knew he existed!”

“You’ve only been dating for like two months!”

“Kise, it’s been a year!” you hissed back.

Kagami watched the two of you bicker in amusement. 

Kuroko’s voice brought the three of you back to reality. “Kagami! It’s time to head to the court.”

“Right,” he nodded, looking at you. 

“Good luck,” you smile.

“I don’t need luck. You’re here.” He gives you a quick kiss.

Kise fake gags and you elbow him in the side as Kagami walks off.

“Oi! Kagamicchi!” Kise said, returning to a threatening state. “If you hurt her, I swear to make your life hell. You don’t know much about her brothers but they are twice my size and ten times scarier, so make wise decisions.”

Kagami's eyes widened as he nodded and rushed off to meet the rest of his team.

“Also, I’m glad you finally told me after I’ve had to act clueless for months. You never come to my practice games, but you show up at our one against Seirin. Then, somehow Kagami and you run into each other outside before his team leaves. Learn to keep better secrets.”

[lemonlordleah-deactivated202212]

Love Yourself Event! (For BNHA writers)

We’ve all seen lists where readers recommend their favorite fics, right? They’re a wonderful way to help creators get more exposure! 

Sometimes the pieces we love most aren’t the ones that get the most attention. So, a few of us writers got together and said, “Wouldn’t it be cool if the authors told us which of their creations they love the most?”

Why not take this opportunity to brag about yourself a little? Direct message one of the creators below with a link to your blog and the fic YOU’VE written that you want to show off! 

Then, on Valentine’s day, we’ll release a BIG list where you can all check out each other’s blogs and pieces. To keep things neutral, we’ll be posting that list on a new blog that will be co-operated for lists and events like these for fan creators in the community! 

The fandom’s had a hell of a year, and we’ve got good peeps dropping from too little interaction and support! Let’s remind creators why they should love themselves <3 

All that’s required to join is that you write for the BNHA fandom and you are 18 years of age or older ^^

Please be aware, dark content IS allowed in this list and everything will be appropriately tagged. Thank you and we can’t wait to see what you love!

@katsukisprincess​

@tomurasprincess​

@lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten​ 

@smutbardpeach

You’ll see this posted a few times between now and V-day from different creators so we can let as many people know as possible and depending on how big it gets we’ll probably have some more people helping out. Thanks you all and we really hope you participate! No matter how big or smol <3

[kingkatsuki]

It doesn’t matter what kind of blog you have or how many followers, this is an opportunity for us to put your favourite pieces together so we can all enjoy them as a community! If you’ve got an questions or you’d like to be apart of it please feel free to drop me a message or any of the blogs tagged above! 💕

[notdonesimpin]

It’s Just Business ~r.s.~

ceo!sukuna x ceo!reader

warnings: ok this is just pure fucking angst. brain rot angst and manipulation

synopsis: it was never love, it was just business as usual. [CEO!AU]

warnings: uhm so i had a ceo!sukuna brain rot again. and i wanted the complete asshole of sukuna in an angst piece. and that’s how this was formed. curses don’t exist in this au. hope you enjoy :)

“Is he in today?” you ask the secretary at the desk in a rushed manner.

He looks up at you in confusion, “Yes, but he said he didn’t want to be bothered.”

Before he could even finish his sentence, you’d rushed past the desk and onto the elevator, hitting the top floor button.

The ride was quiet except for the impatient tapping of your foot and the loud ding as it passed each floor. 

As soon as the doors opened, you rushed out of the elevator and made your way into Sukuna’s office. He barely glanced up from his paperwork as you barged in. 

“What are you doing here?” The annoyance in his voice is apparent, but you don’t care.

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It’s Just Business ~r.s.~

ceo!sukuna x ceo!reader

warnings: ok this is just pure fucking angst. brain rot angst and manipulation

synopsis: it was never love, it was just business as usual. [CEO!AU]

warnings: uhm so i had a ceo!sukuna brain rot again. and i wanted the complete asshole of sukuna in an angst piece. and that’s how this was formed. curses don’t exist in this au. hope you enjoy :)

“Is he in today?” you ask the secretary at the desk in a rushed manner.

He looks up at you in confusion, “Yes, but he said he didn’t want to be bothered.”

Before he could even finish his sentence, you’d rushed past the desk and onto the elevator, hitting the top floor button.

The ride was quiet except for the impatient tapping of your foot and the loud ding as it passed each floor. 

As soon as the doors opened, you rushed out of the elevator and made your way into Sukuna’s office. He barely glanced up from his paperwork as you barged in. 

“What are you doing here?” The annoyance in his voice is apparent, but you don’t care.

You drop the papers onto his desk and say, “What the hell is this?”

He sighed, setting down his pen to look at the papers you brought.

He looks up at you with a blank face, “They’re divorce papers. Why are you bringing this foolishness to work?”

“Foolishness?” you scoff, “I wouldn’t have to come here if you would just answer your phone. I’ve been calling you for days.”

“I know,” he leans back in his chair, “It’s quite annoying.”

Your eyes widened at his statement. “Annoying? It can’t be more annoying than having divorce papers sent to you by your husband’s assistant without explanation.”

He tilted his head as his eyes narrowed and he leaned forward, almost intrigued by your statement. “You didn’t see this coming?” 

The words leave his lips with a hint of a laugh behind them. He gets up from his chair, buttoning his suit jacket as he looks out the window with a hint of a smirk on his face. “I guess I am pretty good at acting,” he murmurs and continues, “Let me paint the big picture for you. We started dating two years ago and got married last year. You gave me ownership of your company, let our companies merge, and elected me to be chairman whilst you took over the CEO position- all of this happening in the past six months. Now, I’m filing for divorce. What do you think all of that means?”

The office was silent for a moment as you thought about everything he said. Then, it all clicked.

“I was just a means to an end… You just wanted my company,” you say in disbelief as the tears start welling in your eyes.

“Your company was doing great and so was mine. As one, we can make billions. I’ll be filty fucking rich.” he exclaims, turning to face you.

“All this time, I thought you actually cared about me. All the things you told me… that were all lies? Are you satisfied now that you took my company and broke me?”

He rolls his eyes, “You were broken to begin with. That’s what got you into this mess.” 

He stalked over to you as if you were prey and you found yourself frozen in place as he gripped your chin, forcing you to look at him. “Your last boyfriend told you that you’re too controlling. He told you that you’re unlovable and undesirable because of that. You wanted to prove him wrong so bad. You wanted someone to touch you and say things that made you feel like they loved you. That’s all I did. You just took that bait.”

You were silent as the tears fell down your cheeks. He let go of your chin and stuffed his hands in his pockets as he leaned against the edge of the desk, watching you try to form a sentence.

You could tell he was bored with this conversation. Bored with you. Every word he spoke was poison to your soul.

“You told me that you will be there for me forever and that I was the first person to ever make you feel this way. You said that my ex was stupid to me go of me.” Your voice was small. Broken. You felt like an animal in the den of a boa constrictor.

“You know what? I was lying. You never really meant anything to me. You’re broken, you’re beyond fixing, you’re not something I want to take the time to handle. Simple as that.”

“You’re such a fucking ass.”

“I’m not a complete monster. I am letting you keep your job. I know how much you love your former company and this company. I can’t let my best business partner go.”

He sighs, taking out his extra handkerchief from his jacket and handing it to you. “Clean your face up, sign the papers, take the day off, and you better keep it professional at the meeting tomorrow.”

You silently accept the handkerchief and walk over to his desk, grabbing a pen off the desk and signing each of the pages. On the sticky note, you write fuck you and slam the pen down along with the handkerchief. 

“Very classy,” he chuckles, watching you walk towards the door. As soon as you had the door opened, you paused when his voice rang out once again. “No hard feelings, Y/N. It’s just business.”

[notdonesimpin]

school started back 😔🤚🏾