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@sevikasblackgf
formerly known as @sevikasblackgf
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FORMERLY KNOWN AS @logansblackgf FOR A LIL WHILE
The moment Katsuki falls in love with you, heâs standing in front of you like a giant dog with his tail tucked between his legs while you go off on him, genuine shock written on his face.
He doesnât even know what to do, heâs so caught off guard.
One second he was being his usual self, short tempered, too blunt, a little brash.
The next, youâre in front of him absolutely laying into him.
And not in that nervous, stumbly way people usually do around him either.
No.
Youâre pissed.
âGet it together or get lost Katsuki. Youâre a grown ass man, figure it out.â you snap, voice sharp.
And all he can do is stare at you.
Itâs the first time heâs ever seen you angry.
Heâd honestly started to think you didnât have it in you, always so damn patient and sweet.
Heâs standing there, mouth slightly agape.
A whole pro hero.
One of the strongest people around.
Getting chewed out by someone half his size and somehow losing.
He knows he looks dumb right now, heâs vaguely aware of it at least.
But the way you defend yourself, the fierce look in your eye thatâs unwilling to back down.
It stirs something in him, something⌠hot and almost primal.
When you finally finish your rant, chest heaving and anger slowly simmering, heâs practically staring at you with stars in his eyes.
Your angry little frown deepens, âAnything to say?â
âNo maâamâ, is all that comes out, cool and calm.
You huff, turning around and grumbling under your breath.
And he just watches you leave, heart beating hard under his ribs.
He thinks about it for the rest of the week.
..Then the week after that.
Then one day, retelling the story to Kirishima whoâs got that dumb smug grin on his face, he realizes he hasnât stopped thinking about the look in your eyes since.
And thatâs when he knows.
Heâs completely screwed.
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A/N: went for a run & this came to meâŚ. took a breather so I could write it LMFAO
just coupled up! â bkg.
â love island season is back and so am i.
itâs one of those days in the villa where thereâs nothing to do. just the beaming hot sun and attractive people all under one building⌠if anything, you mostly enjoy watching production behind the scenes. fixing cameras, changing lenses and one of your girls getting her mic fixed in the corner.
some of the boys are playing with the gym equipment, the girls standing in the pools chatting. a few couples have gone off to chat and so have you.
you sit cross legged on the day bed, opposite possibly one of the most attractive men youâve ever seen in real life. is it normal to meet someone and immediately want to jump them? to wonder how their lips would feel against yours and their hard toned chest against your softer one.
he lays beside you, thick bicep propping his head up on the pillow so he can see you properly. you recoupled with katsuki last night, drawn in by his pretty red eyes and the few flirtatious conversations you had previously. well mostly the blunt compliments and slight nervousness from him, that easily got you giddy and running your finger down his arm. you want to know more, you especially want to know if heâs boyfriend material.
Jack would never be the kind of boyfriend who waits outside of the store on some bench, collectively staring at his phone with a bunch of other bored guys who are waiting for their girlfriends to finish up shopping.
He's carrying your bags and purse for you so you'll have two free hands while browsing. And he actually looks out for clothes you'd like too, he's not even carrying his phone with him. He just needs his card and one of your scrunchies on his wrist because he knows you're likely to sweat inside of the changing room later.
He's silently collecting the clothes you're picking on his arm, occasionally dropping some of his choices on there too.
There's also a smol water bottle tucked into his back pocket which shouldn't even fit but somehow does and makes you stare at his ass way too often. He can't have his baby girl get thirsty and have no refreshment close.
He loves how you gasp when spotting a pretty summer dress or cute heels! You get so giddy and walk away from him fast, but he never loses sight of you, not once.
Jack's favorite thing to shop for is underwear or bikinis.
Because for that, you always need his opinion and he slips behind the curtain of the changing room, backing you up against the big mirror while dropping the bags and taking a reaaally good look at you.
"Jesus, baby...you're so fucking beautiful." while his hands roam over your waist, his thumb slipping just past your cute flimsy bottoms.
"Don't you think it's too short?" Aw, you're blushing. Jack is so fucking hard.
"Too short for what? Our private pool at the air bnb with no one except us there? No, baby, it's alright." He kisses your forehead, his hand caressing your underboob that peeks out from the bra top. "You'll gonna look fucking hot, I can barely contain myself now, do you know what you'll do to me once we're on vacation?"
That bashful smile is gonna kill him.
Even more than the cute bikini on his girl.
âJack, sweetheart, why are you doing that?â
Your husband pauses, furrows his brow, then says as though it is the least perplexing thing in this world, âShaving.â
You cross your arms, leaning against the doorframe. "Yes, Jack. I can see that you're shaving."
His face pinches, "Uh, okay." Jack lifts the razor back up, shaving a thick line on one shaving cream-covered pec. "Why are youâ?"
"Your chest, Jack," you say slowly, spelling it out for your husband, a man who is too dull for his own good sometimes. "Why are you shaving your chest?"
Jack looks sincerely shocked by your question. He sets the razor down on the counter, "Because it's hairy."
You almost lose your balance. Your hand shoots out to brace yourself on the kitchen counter, "Your chest... is hairy?"
Jack Abbot, the man with the smoothest torso you've ever seen, has chest hair? Fuck that! The man you married has chest hair?
"Yeah," he says as you spiral further and further. Then, as though it explains everything, "I'm an Abbot."
"Jack, please listen to me," you say, trying dearly to keep your voice even. "I'm willing to forgive you keeping this from me throughout three years of marriage, but I swear on your life that if a razor ever touches those tits again, I will be serving you divorce papers."
𦹠sukuna when his shy girlfriend gets overwhelmed ⮠fluff.
⯠from this request, thank you for requesting! anyways is this considered shy..
being Sukuna's girlfriend came with a lot of assumptions. people assumed you were fearless, that you have the same confidence as him.
they couldn't have been more wrong.
you were shy, soft-spoken, and you love avoiding conversation whenever possible.
Sukuna, of course, knew better than anyone. which was why he always noticed when you get overwhelmed.
it would start with small things.
your responses became shorter, your smile looked a little forced, or your fingers played with your sleeve when conversations continued around you.
nobody else seemed to notice, except Sukuna.
the conversation caught up around him, but Sukuna had long since stopped listening.
his focus was on you instead.
the way your shoulders seemed a little tighter than before.
he frowned.
"Love," he called. " you're overwhelmed."
your head immediately snapped up. "What? No i'm not."
"Yeah, you are."
"I'm completely fine!"
Sukuna raised an eyebrow. "You've been staring at the exit for five minutes."
you glanced away. "You're seeing things."
He shrugged. "Sure."
a few people laughed at that, and your face immediately warmed. Sukuna shot them a look that shuts them up quickly.
a few minutes later, someone tried pulling you into another conversation.
"So what do you think?"
you froze. several pairs of eyes turned toward you, and you can feel your stomach dropped.
before you could pull out an answer, Sukuna stood.
"We're leaving."
"What?!" one of them complained. "You just got here!"
Sukuna grabbed his car keys from the table. "And?" his gaze toward you. "Come on."
the relief that crossed your face was immediate. unfortunately, someone noticed.
"She doesn't have to leave just because you wanted to."
the room went silent, Sukuna stared at them for a long moment.
"Do you want to stay?" he asked, looking at you.
".. No."
"There's your answer."
and just like that, the conversation ended.
by the time you reached the parking lot, the tension in your shoulders had already begun to fade.
"You should say something sooner," he said as he unlocked the car.
you slid into the passenger seat. "Didn't want to ruin everyone's fun."
Sukuna shut the driver's door. "That's a stupid reason," he muttered. "you were miserable and overwhelmed."
you stared out the window. he reached over and squeezed your knees, rubbing it after. you blushed immediately.
"Next time," he said, starting the engine. "tell me before you look like you're about to pass out."
you leaned your head against the window.
"I thought if i stayed a little longer, it'd get better."
he snorted. "It never does."
you let out a quiet laugh. "Hey, i was trying."
"You always do that," he continued. "you stay longer than you want to because you're worried about what everyone else will think if you leave early."
your fingers curled in your lap. "Oh, harsh truth," you chuckled. "i just didn't want to be difficult."
"You're not," he said. "trust me."
for a second, neither of you spoke. the hum of the engine filled the presence.
then he sighed. "If you're tired, say you're tired," he started. "or if you're overwhelmed, tell me immediately."
you looked down on your lap. "... Okay."
"No, not 'okay'. Actually do it."
"I'll try," you said, smiling sweetly at him.
Sukuna rolled his eyes, though there's no heat in it. "Good enough."
his hand found yours on the center console. he didn't say anything else and just held it the rest of your drive home.
Š mochaization 2026. DO NOT copy, reconstruct, reupload on any other platform, or feed my works to AI.
imagines:
jason todd being a velcro boyfriend. You wake up from your long nap and stretch till you feel a weird heavy weight on top of you under your blanket. You were still groggy and slightly panic out of confusion. You lift up your comforter and see Jason is resting on your pelvis as he doomscrolls on tiktok. You can hear the stupid memes he swears arenât funny from his phone. He looks up and his scarred lips softly grins.
âGâmornin, sleeping beauty! Howâd you sleep?â
âHow long have you been down there?â you chuckled, still holding up the blanket.
[Jason does not answer the question but flutters his eyes]
âSo, are we grabbing food later? I was thinking sushi or something spicy-â His casual tone makes you giggle in amusement.
âBaby, how long?â You glance above the blanket and can clearly see the other half of jason sticking out of the blanket.
âNot long enough. What are you craving for dinner?â
âI just woke up, babe. Um, I donât know.â You rubbed your eye.
âHowâs some pho?â Jasonâs green eyes smiled.
âThatâs fineâŚâ
âBut how did you sneak in without waking me-â
Jason kissed your thigh and slowly pulls the blanket back down and turns back to his phone, opening up Yelp for a nearby restaurant.
heian!sukuna : only softens when heâs sleepy
you knew better than to expect surrender.
the king of curses rarely ever gave in, with his head held high and his chest taut with assertion there was simply no room for pliability.
for a gentle, softness.
not until the last ray of sunshine had long crept away from the shrine and creatures friend and foe alike had returned home to the sole respite of slumber.
it was only then, in the quiet of the night when the monster vanished.
leaving in his wake a gentle giant, one youâd come to love more if not equally than his usual harsh demeanor.
not with you, never harsh with you, but you saw it in others. the terror he evoked for them in comparison to his ability to mold to your wishes.
sukuna was not one to be soft, no, not until you were both in bed and you dared to leave his embrace.
awoken at midnight with your throat mysteriously parched, you hesitated before shifting in the bruteâs grasp.
sukunaâs hands were grabbed onto your every part, two arms around your waist and one behind your head the other lay lazily on your thigh.
were any servant to walk in, (impossible, lest they wished to keep their heads) the possessiveness in his grasp on you would be unmistakable to read.
you placed both hands over his, barely covering any surface area due to the his sheer size, and tried to push.
the foundation was solid, you were locked in lovable shackles.
baby mine â ghost x f!reader
when your stupid ex boyfriend kicks you out of the flat, he forgets to give you your cat back. you find the meanest looking guy in the bar to help you get her back.
type: one-shot (3.4k), ao3
Inspired by [this] lovely post by @on-a-lucky-tide
Thinking about ghost who, since you moved in together, has always had a preferred side of the bed.
He doesn't like sleeping next to the wall, as you've come to learn. The fist few nights he would grumble and push you further onto the bed before snuggling up to your back with a "my spot now, love. Comes with the relationship."
Not that you mind, of course. You like how it almost feels like he envelops you, tucked between the wall and simon.
It's not until you two stay at a hotel this unofficial rule you've decided ghost lives by is brought into question.
You don't think much of the bed being in the center of the space, it's a standard layout. So you pick a side arbitrarily, exhausted and wanted to pass out. Only to peek your eye's open to ghost looming over you, frowning "yer in the wrong spot. I go there."
Which....makes no sense. There's no wall, no nice space to hide in. The thought ghost had a designated place without the presence of a wall makes you question the entire rule itself!
Every place after that, you start taking greater note, until it huts you.
Ghost always sleeps on the side closest to the door.
In fact....ghost is always closest to the door. Manhandling you into a different seat at restaurants, or climbing over you on the sofa to claim "his spot".
A physical barrier between you and the entrance.
Ghost has been protecting you this whole time without you even realizing. He's been enveloping you in his form of safety. If someone were to enter with bad intentions, they'd reach him before you.
Ghost huffs in confusion when you cuddle him much tighter than usual that night, but indulges either way. He's just happy to keep one of the few good things in his life safe.
When you were pregnant, Simon was so worried she would be huge like he was. He lived in terror that the birth would be horrendous for you. He felt so guilty, blaming himself for a scenario that he made up. The thought of doing anything to hurt you was torture for him.
But, when she came out, she was tiny. Little fingers and just over 5lbs. Simon had never held something so little. He could hardly even believe it when he took her into his arms for the first time. This tiny little thing was his and yours. Perfect and ridiculously miniature.
Her little fingers wrapped around his thumb as she makes little frustrated sounds. âDonât think sheâs a big fan oâ me, Lovie.â It comes out as a joke, but for him, itâs a half truth. One of his biggest fears coming out, trying its hardest to damper his mood.
âSheâs just hungry, Si. She likes you plenty. Sheâs only about an hour old.â You smile tiredly as you look at your large husband cradling your impossibly tiny little girl.
Your daughter pulls his thumb forward, trying to nurse on him. âAh wrong one, darling. Youâll need mummy for that.â He laughs. You swear if you didnât know any better, you would think he was crying.
Haven't you had enough of gojo satoru ?
mdni 18+
The first time you fuck Satoru real good, he rolls over after and buries his face between your breasts, head still light and spinning in his post-orgasmic haze. He mumbles something nearly unintelligible into your skin that sounds a lot like, "Love you, mommy."
His cheeks burn as the realization of what's just slipped from his mouth sobers him up, getting ready to deny, deny, deny. He buries deeper into your chest, embarrassment flooding his veins. You're going to make fun of him, he's sure of it.
Instead, you tuck your chin to your chest and press a kiss to the top of his head.
"Love you, too, Toru," you whisper softly.
He risks a glance up up at you to find you already gazing at him, hearts in your eyes. His blush deepens as he looks away, your immediate acceptance heating him from the inside out. He lets himself settle back into the comfort of your body, baby blues slipping shut as he places kisses to your sternum.
flight attendant!satoru who is so utterly whipped for you the moment he sees you, he'd end up delaying the service when they're supposed to be going down the aisles and serving drinks, just because he doesn't want you to leave his view nor stop talking to you.
and by the third time they pass by, satoru's throwing a cheesy "what a coincidence - we meet again," passing you a charming smile and resting his arm on the back of your seat like he doesn't have a job to do.
he also gives you an extra dessert but in the middle of charming you with his devilishly handsome looks and smooth pick up lines (his own words), a lady sitting in the row next to yours clears her throat.
"excuse me, i had requested a vegetarian meal from the airline but i was given--"
and you haven't seen anyone eye someone down in such a judgemental manner the way satoru eyed the lady for interrupting him.
"i'm in the middle of talking to a beautiful woman. i think we know what's more important here."
he flutters his eyelashes purposefully, tilting his head towards her. the woman was enchanted despite his sass. those baby blues cradled by snow always had him getting his way.
"anyway, as i was saying."
(the woman received her correct meal long after).
you're crying after a guy bothers you... and your boyfriend isn't about to let it slide.
bleehhh can't sleep and i made up this scenario w fratkuna sooooooooocontains college au frat!ryomen sukuna x midsize!fem!reader; themes of harrassment (the culprit is naoya bc i saw his ass in the mangađ), ryo is like ur knight but not in the toxic alpha male way ew & he punches a guy, & i'm using the hcs that toji, choso, & geto are all in a frat with him + the gojo twins are present (honorable mentions for twins satoshi "fratjo" gojo and satoru nerdjođŤś) and everyone goes to 'tokyo college of jujutsu tech', and dw it turns into fluff n comfortâbtw this is noooottt proofread
"girl, you're really cute."
another nervous giggle, playing with a lock of your hair. jesus christ, you just wanted to get out of that fucking western poetry class.
you'd only taken the class because you needed a humanities elective, and it had looked interesting! unfortunately for you, though, every guy who thought they were a major philosopher and the next unbiological love child of nietzsche had also taken the class! and sadly, you had caught the attention of one of those guysânaoya zenin, one of the dean's relatives.
he was toji's cousin, you knew, and toji was your boyfriend's frat brother... so maybe you were fine? you tried to convince yourself you were as you sped walked out the door, naoya hot on your trail with a sleazy grin and a mouth full of harrassment.
emo/stoner!choso being clingy to his sweet girlfriend â§˝ collage au ! , sfw , Choso being touchy , heâs high , + note at the end âšđš
before you noticed him, you felt a lot of weight pilled on top of you. his face smushed between your boobs, as his body completely collapsed on top of you, legs between yours.
âcho your heavy!!â you grunted looking down as you tossed your phone to the side.
he nuzzled deeper into your chest, as if he was trying to sink into your skin. âyour so warm. and comfortable.â his voice muffled into your shirt. it was low and soft, laced with sleepiness.
your hand finds his hair like itâs second nature, slightly scratching while your other hand finds his waist, while your thumb rubs the skin there from his shirt slightly lifting.
he hummed at the feeling, his hands wrapping around you. this was his favorite thing to do. seeing you all comfortable in his bed, in nothing but his tshirt and just a pair of panties. it was all he needed after a long day. to be in your embrace.
you rested your head against his soft hair, as your hands wrapping around him. âyour such a big baby.â
he lifted his head, pouting his lips. âyour big baby?â
you couldnât help but giggle, he was probably high since he was being very clingier than usual.
you peaked his lips. âyes my big baby.â he smiled like a fool, returning back to his favorite spot.
âI love you princess.â you could feel his lips slowly kissing your chest. returning the favor you kissed his head, another thing he loved. âI love you more cho.â his hands slid under your shirt, slightly grazing under your boobs. the touch wasnât sexual, it was a way of grounding him.
a few minutes of the two of you laying there comfortably together, you started to hear soft snoring. looking down Choso was knocked out. his lips slightly parted, a little drool wetting your shirt. your heart squeezes from how cute he looked.
you couldnât help but watched him for a minute. oh you were definitely gonna tease him about it.
slowly pulling his hair out his pigtails, you pushed his hair back from his face, putting it into one lose pony knowing he would start to get overwhelmed by his hair being up in the morning. carefully pulling the covers over him, you turned off the lamp on the nightstand.
ânight my baby.â you kissed his head one more final time, his hand slightly squeezing your waist as if even your touches still affected him in his sleep.
you soon drifted off to sleep with you clingy boyfriend on top of you, with his weight, the warmness from his body, and just his presence himself made you feel safe. it grounded you as well.
truly there was no other place you would rather be.
make this my reality.. emo Choso u will always have my heart.. but my first little something since I have been reading so many Choso fics and I just love that man down bad. đ if itâs bad I apologizeee Iâm no pro at this.. just for funzies đĽšđ¤
ALSO more about love island bkg maybe if you guys arenât coupled up yet like maybe youâre a bombshell sleeping on your own for now and when all the guys are chatting together in the morning you practically skip over to them in your hat and sunglasses, teeeeeny tiny bikini and wedged flip flops.
all of the guys look over at you, some say hey and hello and their good mornings but you look directly at the massive muscled blonde with the pretty eyes and harsh glare. but itâs softened slightly now.
âi want to talk to you.â you say with a small smile. stern and confident. pretty and bakugouâs type.
bakugou points to himself, âme?â
clears his throat right after and sits up straighter from his awful slouch.
once your head moves an inch to nodding, he whips up so fast the rest of the guys start chuckling away.
âiâve never seen him move so quick!â
âyou pull a muscle there, kacchan?â
youâve already started walking, assuming heâs following behind you and he is, not before giving the guys a middle finger.
he jogs up beside you, ignoring the chuckles in the distance. harsh sniff, scratches the back of his head and adjusts his sunglasses.
ây-you look gorgeous today. love the colour of the bikini.â
itâs when you smile up at him, hand up above your sunglasses to cover your eyes from the sun, that he falls apart.
âyou do? i chose it with you in mind.â
bakugouâs swooning.