— what i write for: one piece, jujutsu kaisen, attack on titan, tokyo revengers, haikyuu , select chainsaw man characters (← will update if more come to mind…i’ve so many shows atp i’ve forgotten the majority of them)
dont rush me to write things or update. i know you guys have good intentions and most likely are just curious ,,, but im politely asking you to not do that.
comments like "excited for next chapter" "cant wait for next update" "excited to see what else you have in drafts" etc are fine, i enjoy those ones...but asking when im gonna update/publish certain things have the exact opposite effect on my mental and writing process.
love u guys endlessly pero i realize this is a pet peeve of mine.....
Sukuna x Toji x m!reader. Like. Big muscly men but with soft muscles that are perfect to lay your head on. Muscly thighs that are perfect to nuzzle. Big pecs that are perfect squish. Pure fluff with sukufushi x reader, maybe some baby megumi or somethingggg. Chat i js want big muscly men to headlock me or to just collapse into their big chest. Gulp
CUDDLE TIME!
Ryomen Sukuna & Toji Fushiguro x Male!Reader
You somehow ended up living every man’s dream, being sandwiched between two muscles on a couch while they argue over who’s more comfortable to cuddle. With little Megumi climbing all over the three of you, warm cuddles, sleepy kisses, giant hands holding you close, and the terrifying realization that the two scariest men alive are absolute suckers for their family.
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The apartment was suspiciously quiet. Which, in a household containing Ryomen Sukuna, Toji Fushiguro, and a four-year-old Megumi Fushiguro, usually meant something terrible was happening.
You narrowed your eyes slightly as you stepped further into the living room. “Megumi?”
Silence. Dangerous silence. Then… a tiny giggle.
You turned toward the couch just in time to see Megumi dive face-first beneath a blanket pile. Ah. So that was the game today. Unfortunately for him, both of his fathers were helping.
Toji sat sprawled across one end of the couch in gray sweatpants and a black t-shirt that strained distractingly across his chest, looking entirely too pleased with himself for a grown man assisting in toddler espionage. Sukuna lounged on the opposite side with one arm draped over the back cushions, broad chest exposed thanks to the fact he apparently considered shirts a disgrace to the natural state. Both men looked deeply untrustworthy.
“You’re hiding him,” you accused immediately.
Toji looked offended. “Would never.”
“Mhm.”
Sukuna smirked lazily. “Maybe the brat disappeared.”
Another muffled giggle came from under the blanket. You stared flatly.
Sukuna shrugged. “Could be ghosts.”
“Toji.”
“What?”
“You’re smiling.”
“So?”
“That means you’re guilty.”
Toji’s grin widened immediately, scar pulling slightly at the corner of his mouth. God, the two of them together were unfair. Not even in an intimidating way anymore. Just… Big. Warm. Comfortable. Built like absolute monsters while simultaneously functioning as the world’s most dangerous weighted blankets.
You’d discovered very early into the relationship that both Sukuna and Toji ran warm naturally, which made cuddling with either of them addictive beyond reason. Especially after long days. There was something deeply healing about collapsing face-first into broad pecs and solid muscle while one of them lazily dragged a hand through your hair. Or worse… getting trapped between both of them on the couch. Which was exactly what happened now.
Before you could react, Toji hooked an arm around your waist and yanked you backward dramatically. You barely got out a surprised noise before landing across his lap with a heavy oomph.
“There,” Toji said easily, pinning you against his chest one-armed like you weighed nothing. “Now you can’t interrogate witnesses.”
“You’re literally obstructing justice.”
Sukuna snorted from the other side of the couch. Megumi’s tiny head finally peeked out from the blanket mountain.
You pointed immediately. “Found you.” Megumi gasped dramatically before scrambling out entirely and launching himself toward you. Unfortunately, Toji still had you trapped in what could only be described as a very affectionate headlock.
“Help,” you told Megumi weakly. Megumi considered this carefully. Then climbed directly onto your stomach instead.
“Traitor,” you muttered.
Toji laughed quietly against the top of your head, chest rumbling warmly behind you. The sound did terrible things to your ability to function normally. Because annoyingly enough, both Sukuna and Toji had voices built specifically to ruin people. Deep. Rough. Sleepy around the edges at home in ways they never sounded around anyone else.
Domesticity looked delicious on them, especially Toji. There was something genuinely unfair about a man built like a hitman casually helping his son color dinosaur pages at the kitchen table.
Sukuna reached over lazily and grabbed the back of your hoodie, dragging you sideways until your head landed against his chest instead. You sighed automatically at the contact. Warm. Solid. Comfortable enough to make you reconsider every responsibility you had for the rest of the day.
Sukuna looked unbearably smug immediately. “You always end up over here eventually.”
“You’re warm.”
“Told you.”
Toji scoffed. “I’m literally right here.”
“You’re also bony.”
“Bony?” Toji repeated, horrified.
You poked lightly at his ribs. “Sharp edges.”
“Toji loses his shit when you insult his muscles,” Sukuna informed you lazily.
“I do not.”
“You pouted for an hour last week because he called your shoulders ‘pointy.’”
“They are pointy,” you argued.
“Toji’s built like a coat hanger with abs.”
Megumi burst into tiny delighted laughter. Toji looked betrayed.
“You’re all dead to me.”
Despite his words, he immediately tugged you back against him again, one massive hand spreading across your stomach while Megumi climbed into Sukuna’s lap. The couch groaned dangerously beneath the combined weight of all four of you. Sukuna rested his chin briefly on top of Megumi’s messy hair while absently rubbing circles into your shoulder with his thumb.
Quiet settled over the apartment. Comfortable. Soft. The late afternoon sun filtered through the windows golden and warm while cartoons played quietly in the background.
You were half trapped between two terrifyingly powerful men and a sleepy toddler. Honestly? Perfect.
Megumi yawned suddenly, rubbing at his eyes. Toji immediately softened. It happened every time. The second Megumi looked sleepy or upset or sick, Toji transformed into the world’s most emotionally compromised father.
“You tired, kid?” Megumi nodded solemnly.
Sukuna snorted softly. “He fought to sleep for three hours and now suddenly he’s exhausted.”
“I wasn’t tired before.”
“Sure.” Megumi climbed clumsily off Sukuna’s lap and directly onto yours instead, small hands grabbing fistfuls of your hoodie.
“Papa.” Your chest melted instantly.
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“Up.”
Toji grinned immediately. “You created this problem.”
“You encouraged it.”
“And I’d do it again.”
You adjusted Megumi carefully against your chest, smiling when he immediately tucked his face against your neck sleepily. Sukuna watched the interaction quietly for a moment. Then his expression softened almost imperceptibly.
Most people would miss it. You never did. There was something strangely tender about Sukuna when it came to the two of you. Possessive still. Sharp around the edges, but soft in ways nobody else got to see. Especially during moments like this. Domestic little moments he pretended not to care about while secretly loving all along.
“You’re staring,” you murmured.
Sukuna hummed lazily. “You look comfortable.”
“I am comfortable.”
Toji hooked his chin over your shoulder from behind immediately. “He means you look cute.”
“I did not say that.”
“You were thinking it.”
Sukuna rolled his eyes dramatically. Then reached over and pulled you closer anyway. Your face ended up half squished against his chest while Toji stayed pressed warm against your back. Completely trapped now, not that you minded.
Honestly, you were pretty sure this exact scenario could heal you. Big muscly men holding you hostage through affection. Terrible fate.
You sighed contentedly into Sukuna’s chest.
Toji immediately smirked. “Hear that? That’s the sound he makes when he’s happy.”
“I’ll bite you.”
“You say that every time.”
Megumi, already half asleep against you, mumbled quietly, “Family cuddle.”
The room went soft instantly. Even Sukuna froze for half a second. Toji’s expression melted completely. And then Megumi, with the devastating emotional precision only small children possessed, sleepily reached one tiny hand outward toward both of them.
“C’mere.” Toji made the weakest wounded noise you’d ever heard from a grown man.
“Oh, we’re done for,” you whispered.
“Absolutely finished,” Toji agreed.
Sukuna muttered something about manipulative children while immediately pulling the blanket over all of you anyway. Which was how you ended up buried beneath two giant men and one sleepy toddler while late sunlight warmed the apartment around you.
Toji’s fingers lazily traced patterns against your side. Sukuna’s hand rested heavy and warm on your thigh. Megumi snored softly against your chest. And honestly? You could’ve stayed there forever.
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“that’s a shitload of water,” [name] murmurs, rubbing his forehead, “it’s almost enough to give me a headache,”
luffy, who was clinging to his side, only continues swaying him back and forth. or rather, he tries to. due to their height difference, luffy was practically just swinging off of his still body. regardless, the captain was immeasurably excited and ready to adventure to a new island.
“tell us more about this place, [name]! tell us more!” luffy begs, climbing up [name]’s torso like a spider and resting his chin on the top of his head.
“well, they have amazing shipwrights, so there will definitely be someone here that knows how to fix merry up well,” his hands rub the top of the railing, a sad smile on his face, “besides that i have no idea what is on this island. i can’t remember much…”
luffy pouts at that, but [name] is quick to comfort him, “isn’t the less you know the better? since you’ll be able to find it all out on your own, lu?”
the nickname brings a smile to luffy’s face immediately as he grins in agreement, his previous sadness forgotten and replaced with excitement all over again. he squeezes [name] tighter and refuses to let go, leaving [name] to carry him around like a backpack.
“hey, you guys!” a random fisherman on his boat called out to them, waving them down, “it’s not good for you pirates to be openly sailing in the front. go around the backstreets over there!”
“ah…okay! thanks!”
[name] squinted at the guy before shaking his head and not even allowing himself to question what he was riding on top of. with the merry now being steered in a different direction, he was also too occupied with noticing the mass amount of water around them. it was all moving so quickly and with so much power it almost knocked the breath out of his lung.
”this is really something,” he marveled, looking up as far as his eyes could see of the city and grinning when he took in how ginormous it was, “really, really amazing. i can’t wait to adventure out here!”
“right?! [name] really gets it,” usopp cheered with him, doing a small dance in front of [name], who would have definitely joined if it wasn’t for the human backpack still sticking onto him.
“hey, you! pirate ships shouldn’t come in here!” another civilian warned them, this time on land and sweeping away at the front of his shop. “what’d you come here for? to plunder?!”
usopp and [name] both tilted their heads in confusion, wondering what the hell this guy was talking about. asking pirates so casually if they’re there to cause trouble — especially as an unassuming civilian — was something they have never seen before.
“no! we’re here to look for a shipwright!” luffy answered with a smile on his face.
“in that cause, there’s a cape ahead of there. you can anchor there for now!”
“wow, they’re like…water traffic police or something,” [name] thought out loud making luffy laugh and usopp sigh, tired of being shunned to other parts of the island that they didn’t even know about.
after a couple more minutes of sailing along the outer perimeter of the island, merry finally was anchored at a small connecting piece of floating land to the big city. upon furling merry’s sails, though, zoro ended up snapping the mast right in half and causing it to break. it would have completely fallen over if he had not caught it in time.
“zoro! what the hell! don’t you know we’re here to get merry fixed, not broken even more!” [name] shouted, walking over and slapping zoro on the back of his head.
angry tick marks appeared immediately, “do you think i did it on purpose, shit for brains?! why don’t you help me instead of standing there too?!”
“woo! zoro, i believe in you! you can do it!”
zoro pushed the mast back in place and immediately choked [name] out with his hands, “shut the hell up!”
“what an intimate love confession…” [name] gasped through his strangled breaths, making zoro toss him to the side.
“isn’t it interesting that they’re not scared of pirates here?” nami asked, completely ignoring the two fighting beside her.
“maybe they have bodyguards strong enough to deal with pirates who cause a ruckus?” robin suggested, a serene look on her face as she looked at the island.
“probably, also pirates are just any oth-”
“pirates are just any other customer on this island,” [name] cuts zoro off, watching with a blissful smile as zoro’s hands go up again to choke him out of frustration and anger. he dodges it with ease, though, sticking his tongue out at the swordsman.
“really?! what are we gonna do?! this is bad!” usopp’s familiar fearful crying was a stark difference from the calm conversation at hand. so, [name] went up to him to rest his hand on his shoulder.
“fear not, usopp, you are strong enough to take out a whole battalion, i’m sure! hey, maybe when we go into to town we might even run into some marines. how about you teach them a lesson?!”
“don’t say such scary things, [name]!” usopp jumps up and holds onto [name]’s torso as if he were a backpack resting on his front. he even hides his face in [name]’s neck and shakes his head multiple times, “get them, orphan!”
“oi!” [name]’s hand goes to chop usopp on the back of his head, but he doesn’t force the man off of him.
“quit scaring him, [name],” sanji grunts, shaking his head in disapproval, “it actually does make a difference this time, too. since we are customers,” sanji shrugs.
his words seem to put usopp at ease who jumps off of [name]’s warm body and immediately gets ready to bolt off of merry. luffy and him had the same idea as well since the captain was now ready to blast off of deck, grabbing [name]’s hand in the process. the taller man had obviously no issue with it, happy to be brought along on their adventure.
before they could get far from merry, though, nami stopped all three of them.
“hold it, usopp, luffy, [name]!” the three skidded to a halt and turned back around, “at least two of you need to come with me…preferably not [name] too…”
“hey! why not me!” [name] whined, feeling left out.
“because! we need to go and get our gold exchanged and i don’t know if you remember this, [name],” she growled out his name with an angry tick mark on her forehead, “but you’re a highly wanted man. regardless of what sanji-kun said earlier about us being customers, i don’t need you — such a high profile guy — drawing attention to us when we are going to be transporting hundreds of millions of beri! i’d rather not get robbed or run into trouble just because you decided to tag along.”
“hey, but i’m real good at hiding! look!” he covers his face with the neckline of his shirt, hiding the lower half of his face, but nami still shakes her head.
“it’d be good to have you as extra security, but who’s to say we would even need it…bringing you along is too much of a risk i will not be taking! not when beri is on the line!” predictably, her eyes turn into the beri signs and he sighs, dropping his hand from luffy’s.
“hey! that’s so unfair! you’re breaking the adventure team!” luffy cries out, stomping his foot onto the ground like a child.
“yeah, evil, heartless navigator! i can’t believe you’d break apart our bond like this!” usopp vocalizes, punching his fist into the air.
“say what you want, but my word is final,” nami waves them off, obviously not bothered at all. “now come back on deck and help me collect this gold.”
“well, it won’t be me since you’re refusing me to come along with you. hmph,” [name] says under his breath, turning his head to the side and walking back to merry.
“just for that, now you really have to help~”
“nami!!”
after [name] and luffy helped stow all the gold onto a wagon, the three began their walk into the city. sanji was waving them goodbye with well wishes for luffy and usopp to keep nami safe. chopper is beside robin and [name], downtrodden that he missed out on going with his friends to explore.
“why don’t we go into town together later, then?”
that makes the reindeer brighten up instantly, “yes! let’s go together!”
“can i come too?” [name] asks, a bright look on his face, “i wanna see water 7 too. it’s making me excited just looking at the place.”
“your stomach isn’t in any type of pain?” robin asked curiously, arm sprouting from [name]’s side and teasingly prodding at his abdomen, “you’d think with the nature of the island you’d be vomiting everywhere or something,”
“hey, that’s too nasty and crude, robin!” [name] whines, “i’ve only done that a handful of times anyway, i can keep my stomach calm for the most part,”
“wonder where all that “keeping your stomach calm” went whenever you’d go bitching and moaning about a stomachache,” sanji murmurs, lighting his cigarette, “i have to go into to town, should we all go together?”
“eh, but i don’t want to be with you sanji, i much prefer robin and chopper!”
“hah?! as if i give a fuck about if you want to be me with or not, idiot, i’m obviously only interested in hanging out with robin,” sanji shouts, then quietly adds in, “sorry, chopper,”
”it’s alright, i expected it!”
“sanji, no matter how hard you beg, i won’t be joining you,”
“i ain’t begging for shit from you!!”
“well, it would be smart if you guys were to be going separate, don’t you think?” zoro chimes into the conversation, “thinking back on what this shit for brains said earlier,” [name] smiled widely at his referral, making zoro shake his head, “the government might be on high alert for robin or [name], best for them if they get both. robin and [name] travelling together hardly sounds smart now that we know what we know,”
there’s a silence on board before robin nods her head, “i suppose you do make a point,”
“interesting, so the marimo can think clearly sometimes,” sanji says in bewilderment, making [name] clap his hands in amazement.
“so proud of you, zoro!”
“shut it!” zoro snarls, “i’m going to stay on board to watch over merry while you guys head into town, so however you go in doesn’t really affect me. just thought i’d remind you of the position we’re in,”
with that, he breaks away from the conversation and goes to sit on the railing.
“he likes to pretend like he doesn’t care, but in reality this is him confessing his undying love for all of us and saying he cares a lot for our safety!” [name] proclaims.
“well, his confession of undying love already did happen earlier…”
”no way!”
“mhm! we should tell you about it!”
“yes! i want to hear! who’s the unlucky soul?!”
you could almost hear the sounds of crickets with how quiet merry got. sanji broke the silence, though, when he continued off of where zoro left them with.
“if that’s the case, then shit for brains should come with me,” sanji spoke up.
“i was going to say, i agree! i would like for robin to come with me!” the heads all look to chopper who is speaking with a rushed tone, his hoof raised in the air as if he were in school. feeling the pressure of all eyes on him, he goes on to explain shakily, “well, since me and robin are more interested in books and…bookstores…than you guys it only makes sense,”
[name] pouts before nodding his head in understanding, “this is true, it does make more sense. plus, if you add on what nami said earlier, my face walking alongside you guys would just be asking for everyone to find out about us, more importantly - me and robin being here. so i’ll instead make everyone chase sanji!”
“as long as they’re beautiful ladies,” he breathes out, shrugging his shoulders, “this arrangement sounds fair to me,”
“very carefully crafted plans, i hope nobody tries anything lest they feel the wrath of the strawhat pirates,” robin jokes, obviously fine with the plan as well as she guides chopper to the dorms to change.
”hey, we are going to leave soon. i just have to check inventory and make a list of supplies then we will head out too,” sanji says, stepping away from [name] to get to his duties.
that leaves [name] to go change into different clothes. as he’s changing, he sees his sword resting on his bed. he’d usually leave with it, but he’d rather not draw more attention. he looks down to his wrist and frowns as he sees the cloth that shanks had given him still securely wrapped.
he takes the sword and begins undoing the knot, retying it to go around the handle of his sword. after fixing his outfit for the last time, he steps back onto the deck just in time to catch robin and chopper leaving. he bids them farewell, reminding them to stay safe, before going to find zoro.
as expected, he’s sitting where he was before and plopped down right in front of him.
“zoro, i have a favor,”
“scram, don’t bother me with your bullshit,”
“hey!! i’m being serious,” this makes zoro crack one eye open and look [name] over.
“what is it?”
“please, i need you to look after my sword,” [name] presents the sheathed sword to zoro who just quirks his eyebrow up in surprise.
”why would i do that? just bring it with you,” then he notices the cloth on the handle and narrows his eyes, “hey, you never go anywhere without that raggedy thing on you. don’t tell me you’re planning something?”
the unspoken words are clear that zoro doesn’t even need to clarify. he’s insinuating that leaving his sword and cloth with someone else, not on his person, is the least likely thing to come from [name]’s own mouth. a warning flag is going off in zoro’s head, telling him not to do this “favor” for [name], for everyone’s best interest.
”i just don’t want to attract too much attention, idiot. don’t go overthinking this,” [name] rolls his eyes at zoro’s odd way of showing that he cares, “i’m leaving the cloth here only so i don’t lose it. i’m not sure if i’ll be in my right state of mind with all that abnormal water currents surrounding me, i might act weird and misplace this cloth…not to say i’d go insane or something! from the water! i just don’t know how i’ll react so i don’t want to take chances!!”
zoro doesn’t look impressed. the words sound like bullshit to him, anyway.
“i don’t believe you.”
“oi!!” [name] cries out at zoro’s blunt tone, “just do me a solid and watch over them.”
“and i’m telling you, i won’t. take them with you,” zoro insists, glaring at [name] and poking his finger into [name]’s forehead, “quit your lies!”
“what lies?! i’m being honest!” [name] cries out, rubbing his sore forehead as he beggingly looks at his crewmate, “please, zoro! it’s really only for the reasons i said…trust me,”
zoro grumbles, narrowing his eyes before taking the sword off of [name]’s hands, “so goddamn annoying…”
“ah! zoro, so you do love me!!!” [name] exclaims, going ahead to smother zoro’s smaller frame with his and hug him tightly, “thank you so much, don’t worry, i’ll be back to get them off of your hands when sanji and i return!”
“whatever! i don’t care what you have to say, don’t make me regret it, idiot!” zoro grabs [name] by the ear and pulls him off with enough force, leaning in and pressing his forehead against his with a fierce glare, “are you hearing me, shit for brains?”
“ow! ow! ow! i hear you, zoro, i promise i won’t make you regret it!”
“ah, zoro, where is rob-” sanji’s words are cut off as he steps up the stairs and looks to see the scene in front of him. [name]’s body positioned in between zoro’s legs, his arms resting on either side of the swordsman due to his past cuddling. their faces inches apart and barely any space left in between them.
“what the hell.” sanji’s curly eyebrow shoots upwards as he takes in the sight in front of him.
zoro immediately pushes [name] off of him and glares at sanji, “shut the hell up!”
“i didn’t say anything,” sanji shrugs, a smirk on his face, “so it was true then? your love confession earlier?”
“eh? what love confession?”
“i said shut the hell up and like hell it was! there was no love confession!” zoro cries out, glaring at both of them, “are you guys trying to get me to slice you both up?!”
“i didn’t say anything though!”
sanji only shakes his head and points a finger at zoro, “me and [name] are going to go into town for grocery shopping now. make sure you watch over merry while we are gone,”
“whatever, ero-cook. hope you drown in the city of water,” zoro grunts.
“c’mon, [name], let’s head into town!” sanji calls out, the man immediately attaching to his side in the blink of an eye.
“hey, hey, sanji will you treat me to some coffee when we go?! say you will, say you will!”
“nami gave you your own allowance, get off me,” sanji grunts, pushing [name]’s face away from his own. but there was zero strength behind it as he did so, “we don’t even know if they have a specialty bean, idiot,”
“coffee is coffee! besides, every city has their own special bean! remember!”
“yeah, yeah,” sanji half heartedly replies, looking over his shoulder at zoro, who was watching them with a stoic face, “try not to do something stupid while we are gone marimo!” there’s a smirk on his face as he drapes his arm around [name]’s shoulder and jumps off of merry with the taller man attached to his side.
AHHHH DROWNED OUT IN MY INBOX FROM MY OTHER NOTIFS NOOOO
thank u so much for thinking the way i wtite sanji is perfect 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 thats such kind words i dont deserve em!!!! thanku sm for reading and supporting ilysm
damn i rlly scarred yall from last time 😭😭😭😭 i am writing the next next chapter for keepsafe , i already finished the next one but i dont like publishin one when the next isnt ready so i have to do the next bext chapter then i can update it 😭
id work on doing short drabbles/requests for yall but i also rlly like focussi g on ks the most ...
You got paired up with Yoshida, Yoku and Asa for the devil hunting club. Kishibe thought it’d be a good idea for you to go to school with Denji, making it more challenging for people trying to find out who chainsaw man was.
It’s been weeks since first meeting Yoshida, hanging out with him everyday at school, even out of school hours sometimes.
Denji watched from afar, waiting on you to walk home together like always. Arms crossed, eyes squinted with his lips pursed.
He’d wish you’d just hurry up, the small laughs and friendly gestures you made after Yoshida would speak had him itching to walk off. He couldn’t be that funny.
After saying your goodbyes, you quickly jog over to Denji, greeting him with a soft smile then grabbing his hand beginning to walk. The same soft smile that Yoshida was beginning to see as well.
“Are you and Yoshida having sex?”
…
The question completely threw you off, stammering for a moment at how straightforward he was before bursting out into laughter.
“What?” You look away to continue giggling after seeing his stern serious face, now a little flushed at your unseriousness.
He groans. “You’re having sex!”
Looking at him in disbelief after you calm down and stop laughing in his face. “Are you for real?” You ask and now it was his turn to look away, snatching his hand from your hold.
“You only hang out with him! I’m right here, I’m your boyfriend!” He demanded, jealousy seething through. Sure you could have friends, he wasn’t a controlling asshole but he did want all your attention, not this guy who swooped in randomly.
Sighing you speak calmly. “I thought you liked him? Didn’t he take you to that cafe?”
Denji nods. “I got cake and uh- care.. cara- that crème thing!” He huffs, not being able to pronounce caramel.
You grab his wrist softly to pull him along, he complained the entire way; ranting how close Yoshida was, how he looked at you or spending too much time with each other.
-
“Den, hey.” You stop him from walking away when stepping inside.
“I’m not cheating on you, I promise. Yoshida is just my friend and that’s all he’ll ever be.” You reassure him, his furrowed eyebrows have you leaving a peck on his nose and they soften just as you wanted.
His head sinks down after letting the words sink in. “Good cuz I’m better.” Denji replied swinging his head back up to grin, sharp teeth peaking through.
“Now since you’re sooo jealous about sex…” Dragging out your words, you lean in to kiss Denji’s lips, testing the waters before he reciprocates the action messily, pulling you toward yours bedroom as best as he could without tripping over his feet.
Once he laid down, your body hovering over his he averted his eyes, pinkness flooding his cheeks.
“What do you want me to do?” You question him peppering soft kisses on his jaw, listening to him stammer.
“Whatever you want.” He responds needy and too quickly, just wanting to be touched.
Shaking your head not pleased with his answer you hum. “Ah, not good enough.”
Refusing to touch him any further, Denji groans frustrated. Finally giving in, ignoring the warm feeling he felt everywhere throughout his body, being at your mercy while also forcing him to be in somewhat charge.
“I want… marks everywhere- on my neck.” He tilts his head giving you access to the soft sensitive skin.
With a sound of approval you dip down, starting with soft opened mouthed kisses, enjoying the way he arches up to be pressed against your body.
Easing into a faster pace, small bites and nibbles all around his flesh; sucking enough to leave a bruise then placing your soaked tongue over the spots you’ve abused just as he wanted.
Denji seemed to be enjoying the treatment, whines escaping that he tried to suppress, especially when you pulled back to look at your work. The cool air hitting his saliva coated and now bruising neck.
“You okay?”
Your boyfriend nodded, the tips of his ears now flooded with pink, any ounce of tension had disappeared with you making sure he’s alright. Something important to him even if he didn’t completely realize.
Denji lifted his hips when you started playing with the fabric, allowing you to push them down, his legs kicking them off to finish the job.
Both of your lips started to get sore and puffy, no complaints though especially with the dazed look and small smile that coated Denji’s face, his features scrunched together and lips parted after you slid your hands under his shirt just barley grazing over his nipples.
The change made you smirk, loving how sensitive he was when you play with his nubs, thumb and index finger gently twisting.
Whimpering he snatches your hand pushing it down to his bottom half, you weren’t sure if his goal was to land on his waist or dick so you simply hold yourself up by the mattress.
After taking a breath, taken back from his nipples hardening Denji’s grinds his hips into you, his cock rubbing against your thigh, humping into you like a complete mess.
While he chased the needed friction with the help of you occasionally moving your thigh in sync, you’d been groping yourself each time he’d let a breathy whine or groan out, feeling yourself twitch each time his cock pressed against you.
“Easy..” He started getting himself a little too worked up.
Your hands slow his movements, letting him catch his breath. He glared at you for ruining his almost high even if he was getting overstimulated. Gentle kisses scattered around his face and jaw, hands running down your toned back.
“Do you want my mouth somewhere else?” You murmur against his throat, wrapping your hand around his hard shaft, he nods frantically in response. “Yes- god yes.”
Jerking his body at your slow strokes, head tilted back one moment then sitting up to watch you slither down, more kisses landing down his torso until your lips make contact with his base.
He gripped the sheets beneath him when you licked the tip in small flicks, poor sensitive Denji who could’ve already came from kissing and grinding.
Your tongue left long stripes from the bottom to top, finally wrapping your lips around him, sucking gently.
He can’t keep quiet even if he tried, each time your wet tongue lapped up and down— the feeling of your soft lips made him cry out moans. He sounded pathetic and you enjoyed every second of it.
Keeping eye contact with him, even when his eyes clasped shut you loved seeing his expressions.
His thighs trembled, hips jerking forward making his hard length hit the back of your throat. One of his hands gripped your shoulder, the other holding your hand that you offered.
god you were all his, while your other hand rubs soft circles on his thigh with such gentleness he wasn’t accustomed too, a different contrast to your mouth.
Plus the mocking sympathetic look you had written all over your face as you felt him twitch against your tongue. It made him go over the edge, giving you a warning he’s about to come like you’d move away from him?
Of course not. You bobbed your head faster, bottoming out while ropes of cum hit your throat, adding an even more soaked mess than just your spit.
Denji groaned with a choked sob, eyes rolling back, biting his tongue, tensed body relaxing after you pulling away with a pop, whimpering at the cold air. Cum dripped down your chin, the rest swallowed, the sight had Denji ready for another round.
Both of you caught your breath, Denji a sweaty and overwhelmed mess. “You okay?” The question was panted out but also gentle, brushing his hair away from his forehead. Letting go of his hand to grab wipes.
Denjis sharp teeth peaked out once again, eyes lidded with a lazy but proud smirk on his lips. He hummed to answer your question.
“Mhm.”
He let you clean his thighs up where semen had made its way to his skin, dressing him again he pulls you with him to flop down on the bed, holding each other in a comfortable silence.
yessss but only until my school is all finished LOLZ this week is my last week of school!!!, soi should be back to posting regularly by next week/next next week 🖤🖤🖤
Being the object of affection for Suguru Geto is flattering, rewarding, and gentle.
Being the object of Satoru Gojo’s affection is playful, exciting, and overflowing.
To be such a thing for both is…
“Quit pulling him like that! He’s not your toy, Satoru!”
“He doesn’t mind! Right, babe?”
“‘Babe’? Since when was he your ‘babe’? Y/N, don’t tell me you agreed to date this moron.”
“Well, I—“
“He didn’t need to! I already know he’d pick me over you~.”
Since second year, your two friends— Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo —have been playing a game of tug-of-war with you as the rope. The only person in your class of four who wasn’t pulling you in every other direction was Shoko Ieri.
There wasn’t really a start to this madness, it just gradually got there.
You all went from acquaintances to new friends by first year, to best friends by the beginning of second year, and then love triangle by the end of second year.
The two bickered like they wanted you to choose one of them and yet they never asked you to or even seemed bothered that you didn’t. Honestly, you believed they preferred this mess, and you probably did too. You didn’t want to choose either because you liked them both. So, if they weren’t upset by it, you just wouldn’t choose.
It was more to tease the other when they’d fight over who sat next to you at lunch or who would eventually take your first kiss.
Sometimes they’d get so caught up in their bickering, you could walk away and they wouldn’t notice until they turn to ask your opinion and you’re gone. Honestly, they more than likely had just as much of a crush on each other as they had on you.
It would get worse when you were all adults.
In the canon world, where they’re both on two different sides of the war:
The possessiveness would set in. For both.
If you’re still with the sorcerers, Satoru would be terrified at the idea of Suguru coming back for you, taking you from him and losing one more person he loves. He’d cling to you so tightly, always calling, always holding you when he has you. Anything to make sure you wouldn’t leave.
Suguru would miss you greatly, sending people to watch you and see how you are. Maybe he would even approach you when you’re alone in a public place (no fighting ensured). He would ask how you are but he wouldn’t bother to ask you to join him anymore. He knows you’ve made your choice. He just wants to see you sometimes.
If you’d left with Suguru, he’s not as afraid of you leaving but he’s always making sure you’re not thinking of Satoru. He knows you loved him too, and while he doesn’t think you’ll go back (because the higher ups would kill you), he doesn’t want you depressed because you miss him. Not the way he is when things get too quiet.
Satoru would think about you and Suguru all the time, sitting in the betrayal. If he saw you out in public he wouldn’t be able to hold back, he’d chase you down to confront you. Maybe he wouldn’t fight you but he also knew you were too far gone to safely return to his arms. He wasn’t like Suguru, he wouldn’t respect your choice, but he’d know better than to try begging for you to come back and pay for your crimes against the Jujutsu world. He’d be so hurt.
In an AU where Suguru stayed:
They both took a while to realize grown men can’t fight over a crush like children, but when they did they had to figure out the compromise because neither of them wanted to end it with a choice either.
So it ended with no choice at all. They both officially confessed to you (even though they didn’t need to) and suggested the idea that you all just date in the end. No choice, just the way you’ve all always been but more official.
Now, this didn’t stop the bickering for your attention. In fact, it was far more intense now.
Suguru always made out with you in front of Satoru, peeking an eye open to taunt him.
Satoru always marks you up (in literally any way possible) to watch Suguru pout at the reminder it wasn’t him.
This may also be when you realize you can play too. You can make them jealous OF YOU.
Playing with Suguru’s hair in front of Gojo and watching him pout as he confronts a new feeling. Being jealous that it wasn’t him getting his hair played with AND that he wasn’t playing with Suguru’s hair.
Pulling Satoru into your lap as Suguru rolls his eyes but notices he kind of wants Satoru in his lap too.
If it’s Zoro, you want then it’s Zoro you’ll get! why not one where Zoro manhandles you in different ways (bench pressing, saving you from going overboard, etc.)
just salivated and drooled everywhere oh my godf no its on my keybaord oh my god im drooling everywhere im going INSNAE
anyway, here's the link because i wanted it to be its own thing hehehehehehehhehehehehhehehehe
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR REQUESTING AND FULFILLING MY ZORO DESIRES I LOVE UUU <4
boyf!zoro x male reader, who loves manhandling you (requested<3)
cw: lowkey self indulgent with the amount of sprinklings of size difference i put in here, uhm zoro gets hard at the end (idk why im making them so horny recently im so sorry guys),
he just loves showing off how strong he is. can you blame him? his hard work and dedication has been what led him up to this point, the point of being able to do 50 push ups with you on his back. being able to do too many to count bench presses with you acting as his weight.
he just loves being able to show off, to you specifically.
he'll always have one of his big hands on your waist too, no matter what. even if you're just standing with the crew on sunny, his hand is tightly gripping your hip. sometimes he even ducks his fingers underneath your shirt so you can feel his calloused fingers and warm palm on your skin. he just likes having skin to skin contact with you, says it makes him keep a clear head and stay calm.
"[name], watch out!" usopp's warning is given a little too late as the darts that he was playing with was already so close to you. before you yourself could dodge it, however, you were lifted up off of the ground and moved to the side. a swift metal-on-metal sound followed your sudden relocation and both could be credited to zoro and his fast reflexes.
he was resting on the railing, across deck from you, and made it to your side in the blink of an eye. he lifted you with ease, still hoisting you to his side as he turned to glare at usopp. he was sheathing his sword on his hip, glaring menacingly at the sniper.
“watch it, usopp,” he practically growls out, “almost hit him right in the head,”
usopp sweat drops, apologizing profusely, “i’m sorry, [name]! it was the wind that blew it towards you, you know i’d never do it on purpose, right?” thne in a quieter voice he meekly says, “please tell zoro to stop glaring at me…”
“it’s alright usopp! i know you didn’t do it on purpose,” your words were kind and delivered with a smile as you were still being pressed to zoro’s side. you slapped his chest, forcing him to look at you. his gaze softened immediately, “stop glaring, you big baby, usopp didn’t mean it,”
“still-“
“no “still”, just get over it, zo,” despite it being you who almost got nailed in the forehead with the dart, zoro seemed to be the one who was most personally offended by it. he was still pouting as he carried you off to the railing he was previously napping on. his pout goes away when you peck his cheek and mutter a quick "thank you."
and now he's blushing and hiding his face behind his palm.
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a very endearing way that zoro enjoys using his strength on you is whenever he needs to pick you up, outside of his working out and teasing moments. if you ever fall asleep on deck, with usopp, luffy, and chopper surrounding you two, he’ll scoop you up into his arms with ease and take you to the actual beds in the dormitory. since he knows you’re sleeping, he doesn’t bother hiding his fond, soft smile on his face as he effortlessly carries you.
“hmm?” you’re so sleepy you can’t even will yourself to open your mouth properly to say zoro’s name. just leaning closer into his warm chest and whining for a proper bed.
“i know, baby, we’re almost there,” he softly assures you, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead, “should’ve just fallen asleep in your bed,”
“hm.”
“mhmm,” he hums back at you, smirking as he hears you mimic him in your sleepy state.
he places you into your bed, discarding his shirt and pants before joining you. the skin to skin contact makes you melt further into him, taking in as much warmth as you can. he feels you guide his hands to your shirt as well before lifting it over your head. with no cloth in between you two, it’s just you two pressing into each other for the rest of the night. when you wake up, luffy and chopper are both complaining about the ultimate betrayal zoro did to them by not carrying them to bed. zoro ignores their pestering, hanging off of your side and ruffling your hair as you yawn.
“can you two quiet down? some of us are still half awake,”
“he hates us,” the two cry in unison, comical tears flowing down their cheeks.
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an aspect of your relationship with zoro that many on board, and assumedly the general population if they knew about this, found…interesting (to say the least) was how you two enjoyed fighting with each other. play fighting and seriously sparring, the activities helped you pass time with one another while also testing your guys’ strength.
it was usually done in the crow’s nest since that was zoro’s gym area and was away from prying eyes.
the sun was just beginning to set on the horizon, gleaming through the windows as you two were heavily panting. the sun made your guys’ skin shine even more from the thin coat of sweat on both of you. zoro’s lips have been upturned in a smirk ever since you two started while you were just breathing heavily, glaring at him.
“get that stupid face off your face,” you scowl, going forward to try taking him down.
he side steps you and catches your body against his, dropping you both down onto the floor to keep you pinned. it all happens too fast and you don’t even bother fighting against him and his iron grip.
“this stupid face you love so much?” he teases, tangling his legs with yours to prevent you from moving, “give up?”
“no!” in one last push of strength, you muster up everything within you to push off of the ground and flip the positions. however, the amount of force you conjured did little to nothing in even budging zoro’s frame pinning you down, “okay, i give up,”
you go limp in his hold, making him release you from his snake-like constraint. he doesn’t move from on top of you though, leaning down to briefly kiss you.
“good lessons today?” he asks against your lips, pecking you quickly before pulling away and looking down at you.
"maybe good for you since you got to just manhandle me around, like some doll," he smirks, hands squeezing your cheeks.
"just how i like you," he teases, going in for another kiss. when the crew isn't around, zoro loves to indulge in your affection. it's obvious with how you two are now passionately making out on the wooden floor. his legs move in between yours, pushing them open so he can slot himself right against you.
his hair is slightly damp due to the sweat of your training session, but you don't mind, pulling at the strands in need. his thick forearms now rest on either side of your head, keeping him propped up to not crush you entirely. as for your lower half, he's shamelessly moving his hips against your own.
"zoro!!! [name]!!! it's time for your monthly check up- AGH!!" chopper's high pitched scream echoes in the crow's nest as well as the sudden slamming of the door. "i didn't see anything!"
"that idiot..." zoro rasps, pulling away from you and resting his forehead against yours as he catches his breath. "fuck, what the hell is his timing?"
you don't say anything in return, simply letting your eyes do the talking. they dart to his pelvis and his cheeks go ablaze, seeing your quirked eyebrow and tilt of your head. wordlessly, you're asking him, "seriously?"
"shut the hell up!! whose fault is that?!"
"yours, you fucking pervert! getting hard from tossing me around and a small makeout session? what are you, a hormonal teenager?"
"shut the fuck up!" he pushes you down onto the wood when you try getting back up, making you laugh at his immature behavior.
"you're such a baby."
"i said, shut up!"
his ears are ruby red as he goes to change into a shirt, glaring at you when his head pops out of the neckline.
"tch, asshole."
"the asshole you got hard for, by the way,"
"stop talking about it!"
you laugh at his flustered state, walking over and kissing him once more, despite the frown on his lips, "let's go and get checked up! you should probably take care of that problem of yours, don't wanna scar chopper even more."
"with your shit attitude, i'm already soft," he spits out with a shove to your shoulder before he himself steadies you again. "why the hell aren't you hard? you think i'm unattractive or something?"
you don't bother hiding your laughter at that question, only making him more mad.
"seriously! that must be the only explanation!" he shouts once more, following you down the ladder of the crow's nest.
"you really want me to air out my business in front of the whole crew, idiot?"
"no, but this conversation is far from over,"
"and i'm the brat..." you murmur under your breath, but his sharp ears somehow pick up on it.
"hah?!" he questions, but you just shake your head and ignore him.
"chopper, we're sorry! we're ready for our check up now!" you say in a sing song voice, "zoro's going to apologize to you properly, he's just sooooo embarassed because he's a horm-"
zoro's big hand clamps over your mouth before you can finish embarrassing him further, "shut the hell up, boy," he grunts in your ear, pressing your backside to his front as he controls your walk to the infirmary.
your slapping his hand, trying to free yourself from his clutches, but he just catches your hand in his other. now you're completely immobilized and forced into silence.
"you gonna behave now?" you nod your head and he finally releases you.
"zoro is-AHH!" he swoops you off of your feet and throws you over his shoulder so you now have an up close view of his back. a sharp smack is delivered to your ass and you're shocked into silence.
"that's what i thought," is his final comment before he's pushing open the door to the infirmary.
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boyfriend zoro who is just so big buff and strong and loves to take you into his hands and move you around every which way because he can because he's so buff and so strong and so big hhmmhmhmhmh yummy