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ｓｕｃｃｕｂｕｓ | frat!sukuna x cam girl y/n

routine - chapter 1

the bass from the speakers vibrated through the walls of gojo's frat house, some remix of a song y/n couldn't quite place but didn't really care about either. she was sprawled across the worn leather couch in the living room, joint between her fingers, watching the smoke curl up toward the ceiling as shoko rambled about some drama from her anatomy class.

"i'm just saying," shoko continued, taking the joint when y/n passed it over, "if you're gonna cheat, at least don't sit directly behind the person whose test you're copying. like, have some fucking subtlety."

gojo laughed from where he was leaning against the wall, beer in hand, his white hair catching the colored lights someone had strung up. "subtlety? in this economy?"

"shut the fuck up," suguru said, but he was grinning, dark eyes amused as he shook his head. he was sitting on the arm of the couch near y/n, close enough that she could smell his cologne mixed with weed. "you wouldn't know subtle if it hit you in the face."

y/n snorted, feeling the pleasant buzz settling into her bones. this was her element—her people. well, some of them anyway. the frat house was packed tonight, bodies everywhere, the air thick with smoke and sweat and cheap alcohol. she'd been here for a few hours now, just vibing, letting herself get lost in the haze.

she took another hit when the joint came back around, holding it in her lungs before exhaling slowly. fuck, she needed this. classes had been kicking her ass lately, and streaming—well, streaming paid the bills, but it took energy. a different kind of energy than this.

"y/n, you good?" shoko asked, nudging her leg with her foot. "you've been quiet."

"i'm high as fuck, what do you expect?" y/n shot back with a lazy grin. "profound thoughts?"

"from you? never."

"fuck you," y/n laughed, flipping her off.

gojo pushed off the wall, moving closer. "hey, we're thinking about heading to that diner on fifth. you coming?"

y/n glanced at her phone, checking the time. 10:47 pm. shit. her stream was scheduled for 11:30, and she needed at least thirty minutes to get home, set up, and get ready. she'd been so caught up in the party that she'd almost forgotten.

"nah, i'm good," she said casually, pocketing her phone. "gonna head out actually."

suguru raised an eyebrow. "already? it's not even eleven."

"yeah, well, i'm tired." she stretched, standing up from the couch. the room tilted slightly—okay, maybe she was a little more high than she thought—but she steadied herself. "plus, i have shit to do tomorrow."

"shit to do," gojo repeated, smirking. "on a saturday?"

"some of us have responsibilities, satoru."

"responsibilities," shoko echoed, laughing. "sure."

y/n rolled her eyes, grabbing her jacket from where she'd tossed it earlier. "whatever. have fun at the diner. try not to get kicked out this time."

"that was one time!" gojo called after her, but she was already weaving through the crowd toward the door.

the cool night air hit her face as she stepped outside, and she took a deep breath, letting it clear her head a little. the walk back to her apartment wasn't far—maybe fifteen minutes—and she needed the time to shift gears mentally. going from stoned and giggly with her friends to... well, to sluttymommiee required a certain mindset.

by the time she unlocked her apartment door, she was already running through her mental checklist. shower? no time, but she could freshen up. outfit? she had a few options laid out already. lighting? she'd adjusted it yesterday, so that should be fine.

y/n moved through her apartment with practiced efficiency, stripping out of her party clothes and into something more... appropriate. a black lace lingerie set that left very little to the imagination, the bra pushing her tits up in a way that always drove her viewers crazy. she paired it with thigh-high stockings and a choker—simple, but effective.

she checked herself in the mirror, adjusting her hair, making sure her makeup was still intact. the smoky eye from earlier actually worked in her favor now, giving her that sultry, just-fucked look that her audience ate up.

her streaming setup was in the corner of her bedroom—a good camera, ring light, laptop, and a comfortable chair positioned in front of a clean, neutral background. she'd spent months perfecting this space, making sure everything looked professional while still maintaining that intimate, personal vibe.

11:28 pm. perfect timing.

y/n settled into her chair, adjusting the camera angle, making sure the lighting hit her just right. she opened her laptop, logging into the platform, and hovered her finger over the "go live" button.

showtime.

she clicked it, and within seconds, the viewer count started climbing. 50... 150... 400... 800...

"hey, babies," she purred into the camera, leaning forward slightly to give them a better view of her cleavage. "miss me?"

the chat exploded with messages, usernames and comments flying by almost too fast to read.

daddyissues47: god yes

tylerxo: you look so fucking hot

nightowl88: been waiting all day for this

jakethesnake: those tits 🔥

1,200 viewers now.

y/n smirked, running her fingers along the edge of her bra. "i missed you too. had a long night, but i couldn't go to bed without seeing my favorite people." she scanned the chat, catching familiar names. "oh shit, nightowl, you're back! thought you ghosted me."

nightowl88: never baby, just been busy

markm: take it off already

s4d1st4u has entered the chat

s4d1st4u tipped $200

her heart did a little flip. there he was. s4d1st4u. her top spender, the one who never missed a stream, the one who let his money do all the talking.

"well, well," she said, her voice dropping into something more teasing. "look who decided to show up."

the viewer count hit 2,000.

devonk: who's that?

tylerxo: the fucking whale lmao

s4d1st4u tipped $300

no message. just the tip. y/n bit her lip, feeling that familiar heat start to build.

"someone's feeling generous tonight," she said, trailing her fingers down her stomach. "but let's not forget about the rest of you. what do you want to see, babies?"

jakethesnake: take off the bra

markm: show us those perfect tits

daddyissues47: strip for us mommy

chrisp: you're so beautiful

"aww, chrisp, you're sweet," y/n cooed, hooking her finger under her bra strap. "but i think the others want me to be a little less... wholesome tonight."

2,500 viewers.

s4d1st4u tipped $500

still no words. just another notification, another chunk of money that made her pussy clench.

"okay, okay," she laughed, playing with both straps now. "i hear you. but you know i like to take my time."

nightowl88: tease us baby

devonk: worth the wait

tylerxo: fuck yeah, make us beg

she slipped one strap off her shoulder slowly, letting it fall just enough to tease but not reveal. the chat went absolutely wild, messages flying by so fast she could barely track them.

jakethesnake: fuck yes

markm: other one too

daddyissues47: you're killing me

s4d1st4u tipped $400

s4d1st4u: patience

one word. that's all he gave them, but it was enough. y/n's thighs clenched at the command in that single word.

3,200 viewers now.

"you heard him," she said breathlessly, letting the other strap fall. her bra was barely clinging to her now, held up by nothing but the underwire. "patience, boys."

chrisp: you're perfect

nightowl88: take your time gorgeous

devonk tipped $50: so hot

tylerxo tipped $75: can't wait

"thank you, devon, tyler," she purred, acknowledging the tips. "you're all so good to me."

markm: we love you mommy

jakethesnake: best girl on this site

4,000 viewers.

y/n ran her hands over her body, cupping her tits through the lace, squeezing them together. "you really think so, jake? best girl?"

jakethesnake: fuck yes

daddyissues47: no competition

s4d1st4u tipped $600

her breath hitched. no message again, just the money. just his presence, heavy and undeniable in the chat. the way he didn't need to say anything—didn't need to beg or plead or compete with the others. he just... existed, and she felt it.

"someone really wants my attention tonight," she teased, her fingers trailing down to the clasp of her bra. "should i give it to him?"

nightowl88: yes

tylerxo: do it

markm: take it off

chrisp: please mommy

4,500 viewers.

she unclasped her bra slowly, letting it fall away, and her tits spilled free. the chat absolutely lost its mind.

jakethesnake: holy fuck

daddyissues47: perfect

devonk: those are incredible

markm tipped $100: goddess

s4d1st4u tipped $700

s4d1st4u: there she is

y/n's pussy throbbed. two thousand dollars in tips from him already, and they were barely twenty minutes into the stream. she cupped her tits, squeezing them together, rolling her nipples between her fingers.

"this what you wanted to see?" she asked, her voice breathy now.

tylerxo: fuck yes

nightowl88: you're so hot

chrisp: beautiful

jakethesnake tipped $60: best tits ever

5,000 viewers.

"thank you, jake," she moaned softly, pinching her nipples harder. "you're all being so good to me tonight."

her hand drifted lower, slipping beneath the waistband of her panties, and the chat went into overdrive.

daddyissues47: oh fuck

markm: touch yourself

devonk: so fucking hot

tylerxo: wish i was there

"yeah?" y/n breathed, her fingers finding her clit. "what would you do if you were here, tyler?"

tylerxo: make you scream

nightowl88: fuck you until you couldn't walk

jakethesnake: eat that pussy for hours

she let out a soft moan, her hips rolling against her hand. "fuck, you're all making me so wet."

s4d1st4u tipped $500

s4d1st4u: show me

her breath caught. show me. two words, and they hit her like a command she couldn't ignore.

"you want to see how wet i am?" she asked, her voice shaking slightly as she slipped her fingers inside herself.

markm: yes

daddyissues47: please

chrisp: so beautiful

devonk tipped $80: fuck yes

she pulled her fingers out, holding them up to the camera, glistening with her arousal. "this wet enough for you?"

the chat exploded.

jakethesnake: fuck

tylerxo: holy shit

nightowl88: i need you

s4d1st4u tipped $600

s4d1st4u: good girl

that did it. those two words from him, combined with the chaos of the chat, the thousands of eyes on her, the money pouring in—she was so fucking turned on she could barely think straight.

"you want to watch me fuck myself?" she asked, her fingers already moving back between her legs.

markm: yes

daddyissues47: please mommy

tylerxo: do it

chrisp: you're perfect

she slipped her fingers back inside, gasping at the sensation, and started fucking herself in earnest. her other hand stayed on her tit, pinching and pulling at her nipple while she worked herself closer and closer to the edge.

nightowl88 tipped $90: so hot

jakethesnake: fuck you're gorgeous

devonk: wish that was my cock

s4d1st4u tipped $500

no words this time. just the tip. just his presence, reminding her exactly who was watching, who was paying, who owned her attention even as she performed for thousands.

"fuck," she moaned, her head falling back. "i'm so close."

markm: come for us

tylerxo: let us see it

daddyissues47: you're so fucking hot

her fingers moved faster, her hips grinding against her hand, and she could feel the orgasm building, coiling tight in her belly.

"fuck, fuck, fuck," she whimpered, her whole body tensing.

s4d1st4u tipped $1000

s4d1st4u: cum 

one word. one fucking word, and she shattered.

she came hard, her body convulsing, her fingers still moving as she rode out the orgasm. the chat was absolute chaos—messages flying by, tips pouring in, usernames she couldn't even track anymore—but all she could focus on was that one word from him.

cum.

when she finally came down, panting and flushed, she looked at the camera with a lazy, satisfied smile.

"happy now?" she asked breathlessly.

jakethesnake: fuck yes

markm: that was incredible

tylerxo: best stream ever

nightowl88: you're amazing

chrisp: so beautiful

s4d1st4u: wish i could feel how wet you are right now

"so wet," she moaned, her head falling back. "so fucking wet for you."

s4d1st4u: good fucking girl

that did it. she came hard, her body tensing, her fingers still moving as she rode out the orgasm. she could barely hear the chat over the sound of her own heartbeat, but she knew they were going crazy.

when she finally came down, panting and flushed, she looked at the camera with a lazy, satisfied smile.

"happy now?" she asked breathlessly.

s4d1st4u: same time tomorrow.

"you know it," she said, blowing a kiss to the camera. "thanks for watching, babies. i'll see you soon."

she ended the stream, and the sudden silence of her apartment felt almost jarring. y/n sat there for a moment, catching her breath, before finally standing up and heading to the bathroom to clean up.

as she washed her hands, she caught her reflection in the mirror—still flushed, still buzzing from the orgasm and the attention and the money.

s4d1st4u. whoever he was, he knew how to make her feel like a fucking queen.

she smiled to herself, already looking forward to tomorrow

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i have this story just recently posted on wattpad, my user is juststephieee. do not translate or post this anywhere without my permission.

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𝐄𝐩 (potential energy) — a sukuna ryomen fic

pairing: nerd!sukuna x reader

overview: an unlikely friendship forms after sukuna lets you copy his answers on the first day of university. now, four years later, you won't leave him alone and while he may act like you're insufferable, he wouldn't have it any other way.

contains: fluff, some crack, profanities, malapropism, rugby player!sukuna, physics, fraternity antics, parties, alcohol and drugs, uncle sukuna and baby yujiiii, kind of grumpy x sunshine, eventual smut(?)

status: ongoing

1. wednesday and worksheets

2. texts and lunches

3. jerseys and malapropisms

4. banishment and babysitting

5. play dates and perturbance

note: i can never leave this man alone, i'm sorry y'all </3 inspired by sukufalke's modern!sukuna tweets!

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🕊 Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future

Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.

I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.

Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.

On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.

We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.

A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.

Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.

Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.

The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.

Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.

We Don’t Know What Comes Next There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.

Nadin’s Hope: Rebuilding Life for a Mother and Child

My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.

How You Can Help I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:

Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.

Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.

If you’ve read this far, thank you. If you can give—thank you. If you can’t—just sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.

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free palestine, congo, sudan and iran from genocide. and any other countries suffering due to the unfair political climate.

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ᘛᰍ𝅄 ׁ sukuna, king of curses, who calls you princess as he's all tired and drawled and against his thrown with one hand on your waist while you stand between his knees. . . 💭🩷

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