🌹 LEXA OR ELLE 🌹 she/her ⊹ ࣪ ˖ 25+ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ sukuna's sweetheart & satoru's sweet pea ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ☦ corruption sweet like a curse, love that's dirty and rough. obsessive yet beautiful, enough to drive you insane. ☦
thinking about satoru gojo, who loves to spoil you rotten, who has one thing he loves to buy you more than anything else.
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↳ cw: established relationship (engaged) fellatio, hand job, reader has pet names, slightly subby gojo, implied public p in v (if you squint), swearing, slightly hair pulling.
💋 diary entries 💋
Satoru Gojo loves nothing more than spoiling you rotten, simply because he’s filthy rich and one of his love languages is gift-giving. He doesn’t care how much it costs; you’re worth every penny.
The latest model of your phone that’s only been out a few hours? That outfit you’ve had your eye on for a few months now? That car you made a passing comment about? You can bet they're now yours - each with a hint of baby blue somewhere as a nod to who you belong to.
Despite all the lavish gifts, no one would ever suspect that Satoru Gojo has a favourite thing to buy.
Lipstick. Satoru Gojo’s favourite thing to buy you is lipstick.
He loves the various colours that complement your skin tone, and the way you move your mouth when applying the colour before pressing your lips together to make sure they’re covered.
He never knew there were so many types of lipstick until he dated you - matte, sheer, creamy and a whole load more. Of course, he took the time to get to know each one and know your personal favourites.
However, both of you know the main reason he buys you a ton of lipsticks, and who were you to complain, especially when you had him in a panting mess.
“F-Fuck baby, please. Colour me some more with those, shit, pretty lips of yours”.
The almost guttural groan that left Satoru’s throat had you humming, innocent eyes looking up at him through your lashes as you moved your lips with a "pop". Sucking in a breath, you continued to move the hand you had wrapped around the base of his cock.
“Somebody’s impatient”. Two simple words that's all it took to have him throwing his head back, another groan leaving his parted lips as he lifted his hips, trying desperately to get any sort of friction from your hand.
Much like any other time, you’d placed your new lipstick upon your lips and pressed them together in a kiss to make sure you’d applied the colour properly, and as usual, your fiancé watched eagerly with trained eyes, chewing on his bottom lip.
Once you turned to show him, Satoru stepped towards you and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He took a few seconds to look at you before attaching his lips to your neck, nibbling at the skin as you let your head fall back, hands grabbing at his jacket to steady yourself.
After a few antagonising minutes, he faced you again before a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, hands gripping your hips. “I think you know exactly what I want, sweets”.
Glancing at the clock, you hummed out before nodding your head, guiding him to the bed and pushing him down. “Of course I do, but we'd better make it quick, I’d hate for us to miss our dinner date, Toru”.
Looking back at those blue eyes you fell in love with, you placed your free hand on top of the one now gripping your hair and smirked.
As much as you’d love to tease him longer, you both had to leave soon, so while continuing to move your hand, you began to place soft kisses on his thighs and near the base of his cock, much to his amusement. “H-ah, princess, making sure to colour me, fuck, pretty”.
Pulling away from the final kiss you placed, you let out an innocent giggle and looked back up at him. “Of course, Toru, got to make sure I leave my mark one way or another, these ones are temporary until later”.
Before he had time to retort, you placed another kiss on the head of cock before sliding your lips down, hollowing out your cheeks as you worked your mouth and hand in tandem, taking in every detail and vein you could.
You knew he was close by the way his legs strained and breathing quickened, his abs tensing slightly as he helped you move your head with the hand wrapped in your hair.
With a few more hard sucks, you felt his cock tense, and he spurted ropes of his cum at the back of your throat, panting to catch his breath as you pulled off with a wet "pop", milky white fluid slipping out the corner of your lips.
Bringing your fingers to your lips, you swiped up the sliver of come and smirked as you looked at it, slipping your fingers into your mouth as you sucked them clean, eyes never leaving the man above you.
“Fuck, sweetheart, if we didn’t have to go to dinner, I’d make sure you couldn’t walk for a week.”. Looking you over, he ran a hand through his hair, huffing out a sneaky breath before he smirked at you again. “On second thoughts, we have time for a quickie, don’t we, princess?”.
Standing, you leaned forward and helped him fix his trousers, patting his cheek with a grin. “Hmmm… sure you would think that, Toru. You’re just going to have to wait until we come home”.
Walking back to the dresser, you touched up your lipstick, fixing your outfit before you turned to face Satoru, who’d walked to your side. Placing a hand on his shoulder, you stood on your toes and placed your lips to his neck, leaving a colourful imprint of your lips on his skin.
You knew he wouldn’t wipe it away, wearing it as a badge of honour while out with you.
You also knew that you’d never make it back home before he had pressed against the seat in the back of his car, fucking into you relentlessly as you cry out for him to let you breathe for a moment - payback for not letting him have a quickie with you earlier.
Out of all the gifts Satoru Gojo buys you, lipstick is hands down his favourite thing, and your favourite too.
just thinking about satoru gojo, the strongest sorcerer of his generation, being absolutely whipped for his pretty little wife - you.
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↳ cw: fellatio, cum stuffing, mating press, p in v, language, needy/switch gojo, slight teasing (if you squint), marking, reader has pet name(s).
💋 diary entries 💋
This man, who is one of the most adored and possibly feared sorcerers of his time, carries your picture around in his wallet, and another picture in a locket around his neck that no one ever gets to see. Who has a tattoo of your lips somewhere on his body that would cause the most normal person to blush.
He’s addicted to you in every sense. Your smell, your smile, just you as a person.
No one would ever expect that this great sorcerer would be someone who whines like a bitch in heat when you’ve got his cock in your mouth. Who’s begging you to let him cum because you’ve spent the best part of an hour edging the poor soul, all while trying to rut his hips into you.
“Fuck, please sweets, I need to cum”.
And after a few more antagonising hellish minutes, or hours as it felt to him, you decided to put him out of his misery.
Lining the angry, weeping head of his cock to your dripping cunt, you drag yourself over him a few times before skinning yourself down, moaning at the way he stretched and filled you so full. “Toru, fuck, I feel so fucking full”.
That’s all it takes for him to arch, eyes rolling to the back of his head as his cursed energy crackles.
That's all it takes for his hips to push forward as he cums deep inside your welcoming pussy. “Hah, fuck fuck fuck, sweets. Your pretty pussy feels so good f'me”.
After he finishes dumping his hot seed inside you, it’ll be like a flipped switch.
You’ll find yourself pinned in your back, folded in the nastiest mating press as his cum is pumped and stuffed deep inside.
Blue eyes watching through white eyelashes as you succumb to the pleasure, nails dragging down pale arms in a bid to anchor yourself. Desperate, broken cries of his name falling from your lips.
Satoru Gojo may be whipped for you, but you’re just as whipped for him, especially when you’re the only one to ever hear the strongest make the most sinful noises known to man.
a dare you gave your boyfriend, satoru gojo, ended up biting you in the backside - now you’re a mess, and he’s loving it.
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↳ cw: toy play, implied/slight exhibitionism, fingering, unprotected p in v, implied c warming, gojo is a cocky mf, implied multiple rounds, reader has pet names, reader wears a skirt, general swearing.
💋 diary entries 💋
Rubbing your legs together, you pulled your bottom lip as you attempted to relieve some of the pressure you felt within your core. The knot in your gut tightened slowly with each passing torturous second.
Unfortunately for you, the more you pressed your legs together, the more the pressure and, frustratingly, the pleasure, increased.
Why did you have to be a smart mouth and give a dare to your boyfriend? You were sure he wouldn't take you up on it, mainly due to him not wanting to draw attention to you both, but to your dismay, he did.
Glancing up, you took in the mass of snow-white hair before letting a small whimper pass your swollen lips.
Placing your head down on the table, you let out another soft moan, only to be met with a chuckle as blue eyes took in your current state. "You know I'll only turn it up if you keep acting like that, sweets".
The obvious glee in his voice made you growl, mentally debating whether you should punch him for being so cocky and wipe that shit-eating grin off his face. The one you knew he wore almost daily.
After what felt like a hellish few moments, a small gasp slipped past your lips as you lost your train of thought to your soon-to-be impending doom. "Hah, fuck, Toru, please, this isn't fair".
You whined out a little more than you intended at the pleasure you felt building, your head lifting to land on his face. The smirk on his lips seemingly added fuel to your fire despite wanting to now connect your hand with his head - in a slap of hate or a grip of lust, you didn’t know which at this point any more.
All you knew was you were going to make him pay for this next time, even if it killed you.
"Well, you shouldn't have dared me to do this, then you wouldn't be in this situation now, would you, sweets?”.
Satoru leaned his head on his hand as he looked you over, a smirk tugging wider at his lips as he took in the blush spreading across your face. He knew he shouldn't, but after what you said to him earlier, he just had to prove a point.
Gripping the item in his hand, he let his thumb rub over the smooth plastic before applying pressure until a small click sounded. Your reaction was enough to make him laugh as his eyes watched on in amusement.
You, on the other hand, felt like your heart was going to thump out of your chest, the knot in your gut tightening as you sucked in a breath. A breath you slowly released as you tried to hang onto the small bit of sanity you had remaining.
But try as hard as you could, a moan slipped past your lips, causing people to look in your direction. A low chuckle covering up the noise you made. “Oh my, something wrong, sweets?".
His eyes dragged over your somewhat dishevelled state as you bit your lip in an attempt to stifle the moan you could feel clawing at your throat.
You'd be damned if you gave him the satisfaction again, but it was so hard not to give in.
After a few more agonisingly slow moments, Satoru decided you'd had enough torment for the day, well, for the time you were out that is. Lifting his hand, he motioned for you to sit beside him.
Looking at him, you slowly moved your body, manoeuvring yourself around the booth until you sat at his side. “As much as I like to see you squirm around thanks to that toy, sweets. I think I'd rather see you squirming from something else".
His words were soothing as his hand lowered, his slender fingers caressing your thigh. Slow circles being rubbed into your heated skin before they inched higher, slipping under your skirt and into your damp underwear.
Taking a moment, Satoru pressed the pads of his fingers to your clit as your breath hitched, the small circles on your bundle of nerves only heightened what you felt. Those same fingers slipped further down until they slipped into your pulsating cunt, managing to pull out the love egg vibrator covered in your slick.
A combined moan of relief and loss sounded from your throat as you shuffled slightly, the fire deep within you never ceasing as your core tried to clench around something that wasn’t there anymore. "Toru, it's still too much".
Letting your head rest on his shoulder, you closed your eyes and took deep breaths, hoping to quash the growing need to make him pay for what he did. You were on the cusp of that beautiful euphoria that made every cell of you feel more alive.
Only for it to be cruelly ripped away from you.
Satoru's slender fingers brushed against your neck as he rested them on your pulse point, feeling the way it thumped under his touch. Opening your eyes, you tilted your head and looked towards your boyfriend. Your eyes scanned his, trying to figure out what he was up to.
Parting your lips to speak a moan of surprise slipped past, only to be muffled by the feeling of his lips on yours, suppressing any loud noises you were desperate to make. Letting your eyes close, you felt your chest rise and fall quicker, the familiar feeling of being stretched open by Satoru's fingers made that knot tighten one more.
Amid your distraction, Satoru had managed to slip two fingers into your wet cunt, stretching your core to the shape of his digits as he began to move them at a slow, almost painful pace.
Sure, it wasn't the pace you had hoped for from him, but to feel a part of him inside you, instead of the toy, was fair play. For the moment at least.
Pulling back from you slightly, his hot breath fanned against your lips as he tilted your chin and smiled softly. "You know, maybe we should take advantage of being in this booth. After all, you handled my little toy extremely well, sweets, and I think we both know you’d much rather have my cock deep in that wet cunt of yours".
Looking at him, you pulled his lip between your teeth, wrapping your arms around his neck. The pads of your fingers brushed against his scalp as you threaded your fingers into his hair, tugging slightly. Now it was your turn to enjoy the quiet moans from deep within his throat before he placed his hands on your hips, nails digging into your skin.
You didn’t know if you were trying to beg or demand with the way you were starting to squirm, but either way, he was right, and you were impatient as fuck.
His hands guided your body to sit on his lap, facing away from him as you felt the welcome stretch of his cock pushing deep into your core. A hand covering your mouth as you muffled the moan that slipped out. “Fuck, that’s it, my sweet fucking girl~”.
Tender kisses began to be peppered on your neck as you felt his hips lift, pressing the head of his cock further into you. Your core moulding once again to the shape of him as you clenched around him, your body not wanting to let him slip out so easily this time around, unlike the egg vibrator from earlier that now rested in his pocket.
“~let’s see how many times I can make you come before our food arrives. If you’re quiet and good, I’ll make sure to rip those sweet sounds from your throat later on tonight when I have you pinned beneath me in bed”.
His words hit you as you let your head fall, clenching around him once again as you moved your hips slowly, making sure not to draw too much attention to the fact that you were being stretched open in pure bliss for anyone to see.
Of course, you were a good girl for him. Legs trembling as you came undone on his cock, your slick dripping over his lap and your thighs, and you panted into your hand, eyes closing as you felt him pat your thigh.
And of course, he was true to his word, having you come undone once again. This time beneath him as he ripped sweet moan after sweet moan for your throat, as he filled you up until he had nothing but blanks left to give you as he pulled you into every possible position he could.
final thoughts of ryomen sukuna, your rockstar fiancé and what the rest of your life looks like. especially when he turns softer and more protective of the special one(s) in his life.
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↳ cw: soft sukuna, mention of drunk reader, fingering, p in v, slight manhandling, implied multiple rounds/positions, pregnancy, baby gender mentioned, reader being insecure after birth, language, brief mention of body worship/adoration, mention of stretch marks.
💋 diary entries 💋 | 🎸 part 1 | 🎸 part 2
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who’s become softer thanks to the time he spent with you. of course, he’d only show his softer side when you’re around or when he thinks no one’s looking cause no one would ever catch him being soft and get away with it.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who watches on as you throw yourself headfirst into wedding planning. everything had to be perfect, and what you had planned, even he was surprised, but couldn’t help but smile because it was so you, and who was he to stop you?
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who stopped planning tours and being in the studio because you’re both so close to being married. nothing and no one was going to take him away from the final moments before you’re both stuck with the other for the rest of your lives - his loving words.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who’s now more aware of the paparazzi presence when you’re both out and about, that he takes it upon himself to make sure they’re not able to get any photos of you both. he’ll take any measures to make damn sure of that. wearing the same clothes as past times? check. anti-paparazzi clothing? check. nothing is too much for that bit of privacy.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who is completely lost when it comes to looking for a suit. who knew that shopping for something that he’d wear on one of the biggest days of his life was so damn hard? he had to drag his nephew, football player! yuji, with him just to help him pick something out.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who helps you with the final touches of the intimate wedding you’ve planned, it’s not that you don’t want your fans to know you’re married, but it’s because you’ve got an idea in mind to let them know after you’ve spent some time together once the wedding is over. you wanted it to be just the two of you for a little while longer.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who, on his stag night, keeps an eye on what he drinks because he wants to return to you in one piece and not end up tied to the lamppost like he keeps seeing while about. let’s face it, though, no one would ever try, although football player! yuji got close at one point, but he slipped away at the last second.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who checks his phone to see if you messaged him while out on your hen night, seeing the odd text from your best friend/bandmate who keeps him updated on how you’re doing - totally not dropping you in it when they tell him you’ve sobbed for half an hour because you’re drunk and you miss him.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who’s teases you about that night for a few days afterwards, much to his amusement and your embarrassment. of course, you know he means it out of love, so you let him off for now. you’d get your own back on him soon enough.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who’s posting, almost daily, photos of you two to his own personal insta, capturing moments that he loves the most of you, of you counting down the days until you’re both married.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who, on the night before you’re meant to spend time away from him, goes all out with snacks, a takeaway and your favourite show just so he can help calm not only your nerves, but his as well - people would think he’d spend that night ruining you but he’ll save that for the wedding night. after all, his soon-to-be wife needs all her strength.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who, after saying goodbye to you the day after, spends most of the time sending random texts to you - photos he sees, videos/posts he likes, because you’re sure to like them, and not because the idiot misses having you with him. he feels like you’re off touring again.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who, when it finally becomes the day he’s going to marry you is a bag of nerves - the way he felt when he asked you out or to marry him pales in comparison to how he feels right now. hell, he’ll even take being on stage for the first time over this feeling right now. he honestly feels like he could throw up.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who fiddles with his fingers while he stares towards the back of the church, not daring to turn around for fear that he might pass out. was it too hot in here all of a sudden?
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who bites his lips before letting out a breath as he turns around the moment he hears the music play, acompaying your figure walking down the aisle. he swears he’s forgotten how to breathe at the sight of you. you’re a picture of beauty and he can’t believe you’re about to be his wife in a matter of moments. is someone cutting onions in here?
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who becomes a stuttering mess when he’s tasked with speaking his vows, but the feeling of your thumb running across his knuckles to calm him down working slowly. you had your own little ways of making sure he was feeling confident, no matter what, and this was one of them.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who becomes rockstar husband! sukuna once the priest states he can kiss his bride. he’s never pulled you to him so quickly until now, dipping you in a loving kiss as cheers sound behind you both. he smiles against your lips as you smile back, everything felt perfect at last, worth every moment of stress.
rockstar husband! sukuna who spends the entire time of the reception whispering what he’s going to do to you when he gets you alone in the honeymoon suite of the hotel you were both going back to. chuckling deeply at how you stammer and blush when you push his shoulder, offering your own giggle.
rockstar husband! sukuna who tunes everyone out when you’re both sharing your first dance, his arms wrapped around your waist with your around his neck, mouth close to your ear as he sings along for you and only you to hear. you missed hearing him sing to you for the past month. that much so you felt the weight of the world fall off your shoulders as you closed your eyes.
rockstar husband! sukuna who’s quick to pull you away from the guests and back to the hotel room. he feels like he’s waited too damn long to be alone with you, and you being in your dress, which is not helping his thoughts of ruining you until you’re a sobbing mess.
rockstar husband! sukuna who wastes no time hiking your dress up to your hips once he’s got you bent over the bed, slipping your wedding night lingerie to the side as he sinks two fingers knuckles deep into your welcoming pussy. the sinful moan that passes his lips makes you throb.
rockstar husband! sukuna who, despite wanting nothing more than having you writhing beneath him, takes his time stretching out your cunt, enjoying the sounds you make, begging him to stop teasing you and fuck you. your warm core clenching tighter around his digits before you feel the cold of his wedding ring resting against you.
rockstar husband! sukuna who soon grows impatient, leaving you whimpering for a moment at the loss deep within you before you feel his fingers being replaced by his cock, earning a moan of delight as you grip the sheets underneath you, knuckles lightening slightly.
rockstar husband! sukuna who loves the sound of you moaning his name as you push yourself back into him, his hand coming around your neck to lift you up against his chest, his other hand coming to rest just under your navel as he pushes into you harder with each thrust. he loves the feeling of you wriggling as you try to match his thrusts.
rockstar husband! sukuna who fucks you on every surface in the hotel room that he can, clothes scattered all over the floor, much like the marks on both your bodies. he may or may not go multiple times on different surfaces.
who are we kidding? you know for a fact he fucks you on every surface available, even ones that shouldn't make sense.
rockstar husband! sukuna who finishes with his favourite position of all - the lotus. he loves the way he can feel closer than close to you this way, and how he can reach deeper inside you, making you lose your mind as you come undone on his cock, the depths of your cunt coaxing him closer to his own euphoria before he comes himself. hot seed flooding deep within you as you feel him twitching.
rockstar husband! sukuna who cuddles you closer to him when you’ve both had enough, breathing returning to normal along with drumming heartbeats. his hand drawing patterns on your skin as you fall asleep, a soft, content smile on your face.
rockstar husband! sukuna who never thought, in a million years, he’d be lying in bed with his new wife, but here he was. if somebody had told his younger self that’s where he’d be right now, he’d have laughed in their face and told them to fuck off - he was always a solo player who would never settle down. at least he had you to thank for changing that.
rockstar husband! sukuna who spends the next few weeks away on honeymoon with you, away from prying eyes, watching the way your face lights up as you both take photos and videos, posting to your personal instas for your close friends to see. comments and likes of encouragement, making you both smile.
rockstar husband! sukuna who, when you’re both ready to let the rest of the world know you’re married, makes sure everything’s perfect, even flying out to the only location you both know would let you pull off your plan and favourite announcement to date.
rockstar husband! sukuna who mirrors a post put up by you a day after you land and head to the chapel, making sure to capture all the moments you both needed, thanks to photographer! uraume. the polaroids were definitely the favourite part of your announcement, as they had a little something extra special you wanted everyone to know.
rockstar husband! sukuna who presses post to his public insta with the photos you both decided would be best to announce to everyone you’re finally married to the infamous bad boy. “two months on, and it still feels like a fever dream. here’s to having the most kick ass-wife any fucker could ask for and the best baby momma @/itsherduh - can’t wait to start the next chapter with you”.
the final photo being one he took of you that showed off your slightly swollen tummy.
rockstar husband! sukuna who, like every other time, takes a candid photo of you asleep, this time with his hand on your tummy, fingers placed gently on yours and posts it to his personal insta with the caption “can’t wait for this next chapter with you, my dove”.
rockstar husband! sukuna who’s not afraid to admit he’s scared of being a dad. he didn’t exactly have the best life growing up, and he didn’t want to fail if he could help it. who slowly feels reassured, the more you comfort him - he needs to not listen to his demons so much.
rockstar husband! sukuna who makes sure you’re kept under close observation when you go back on a short tour. after all, you were in a fragile state, and he wanted to make sure you were protected more than anything, especially since he found out you were pregnant with twins. little does he know that your final tour will be the one where he finds out what your twins will be. a little surprise you couldn’t wait to pull off.
rockstar husband! sukuna who watches on from the side before joining you on stage for your final performance, before you step away, putting your soon-to-be family first and getting ready to welcome your twins into the world in a few short months. who finds out, thanks to not only the crowd gathered but also your band’s stage team, that your twins are a boy and a girl.
rockstar husband! sukuna who gives you the biggest kiss he could muster at that time, who was overcome with emotions, and the way both the crowd cheered and you clung onto him, tipped him over the edge - lifting you up into a hug as he spun you around. being careful not to hurt you.
rockstar husband! sukuna who starts a small tour the week after yours had ended, only to end a month later - he wanted to be as close as possible to you as you were due to give birth soon. nothing and no one else mattered to him right now. even if some fans weren't happy, he knew the ones who cared understood.
rockstar husband! sukuna who soon becomes rockstar twin dad! sukuna when you both welcome your babies into the world. he’s never felt as much love for you as he did right at that moment as you held the two babies close to you.
rockstar twin dad! sukuna who makes sure that not only you but the twins were kept away from prying eyes as you both adjusted to your new lives together, making sure to announce the arrival of your children to both your fan bases with a simple polaroid of you both, each cradling a twin - a look of pure love showing as you smiled down at the baby in your arm. “introducing the newest members of our journey together. @/itsherduh wonder woman has fuck all on you”.
rockstar twin dad! sukuna who posts another photo to his personal insta again, this time showing you with your hair in a messy bun, his hoodie on and you cuddle your twins, a loving smile on your face. “you may think you look like shit, but your the most beautiful woman i’ve ever laid eyes on. thank you for blessing me, my dove”.
rockstar twin dad! sukuna who, despite your protests that you’re a mess and he’d be better off finding someone who’s prettier because you’re disgusting, refuses to leave your side. sure your body may have changed thanks to carrying his childrenm but he’d be damned if you think he’s going to be in the arms of someone else.
rockstar twin dad! sukuna who helps you through your moments of self-doubt when it comes to what you’re doing for not only the twins but also how you feel about yourself. who spends time showering you with love and affection, wiping tears of self-doubt away as he holds you in his arms.
rockstar twin dad! sukuna who reminds you daily, hell, hourly if needed, that he loves you regardless of how you look, that you’re more beautiful to him because of what you’ve gone through. who, when you’re pinned beneath him in the throes of pleasure as he makes love to you, takes his time to kiss your stretch marks and whisper how they make you look more gorgeous than ever.
you carried his children, and your body had changed. you were beautiful to him before, but now? you were a literal goddess, perfect in every single way - regardless of what your inner demons said.
rockstar! sukuna who ultimately never thought he’d be where he was, with a wife and twins playing happy families. who looks at you with so much love and devotion when you’re around him, who loves his twins more than life itself. who’ll show you all off and spoil you all rotten at every given opportunity.
rockstar! sukuna who thanks whatever divine being out there for letting him be the one who stole your heart, and vice versa, from the moment you saw each other backstage at your concert a long time ago. for being the one you fell deeper in love with, and for being the one who he can spend the rest of his life with.
thinking about satoru gojo, a world famous cosplayer, who ends up finding more than a cospayer friend in a mutual acquaintance.
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↳ cw: gojo has a pet name, no other wranings - sfw
💋 diary entries 💋
cosplayer! satoru who is quite a popular person in the community and may or may not have over 4m followers on each platform. who seems to effortlessly gain more by the second.
cosplayer! satoru who's known mainly for cosplaying characters with blue eyes, because let’s face it, he hates the thought of wearing contacts to change his eye colour.
cosplayer! satoru who, despite hating the thought of wearing contacts, will still cosplay other characters and wear them if needed. he’d much rather show off his stunning blues that he's famous for.
cosplayer! satoru who spends time and money, which isn’t an issue, on making his own costumes and accessories as well as styling his own wigs. sure he has the money to buy them already made, but where’s the fun in that? he needs everyone to admire his hard work and obvious skill. How else will they know him as the best?
cosplayer! satoru who makes sure to book himself into every single convention he can find at a time. that one’s that’s a few months away? check, he’s making plans of who he’s going to go as the second he clicks confirm. the one that’s next year? he’s already booked into the hotel room and drafting up new cosplay ideas to bring to the table.
cosplayer! satoru who loves to post sneak peeks and previews of his upcoming lineups just so his fans can hype him up even more - this guy loves all the attention.
cosplayer! satoru who receives a ton of fan mail as well as fan art of him as various characters. he has a wall and shelving in his office dedicated to the stuff his fans send; they’re one of the main reasons why he loves doing what he does.
cosplayer! satoru who spends the days at cons letting fans take photos, taking part in group photos, showing off his cosplay as well as walking around artist alleys, making sure to buy from small businesses because they make the most adorable pieces and he has to add them to his collections.
cosplayer! satoru who is aimlessly scrolling through his tiktok one day after filming some drafts when he comes across a video from an account he’s sure he hasn’t seen before. he would know everyone he has on his fyp so this video came as a bit of a shock.
cosplayer! satoru who clicks in the comments to see that his friends photographer! suguru and vlogger! shoko have hyped up the person in the video, with comments of thanks and love being replied to them both. just who is this random person?
cosplayer! satoru who taps on the profile to be met with a page full of videos showcasing the various characters they’ve cosplayed over the years. finding that he has quite a few mutals with the person and may or may not have met you a few times without realising.
cosplayer! satoru who ended up spending a good few hours scrolling through your page, smiling at some of the videos you posted, even your out-of-cosplay ones, before scrolling back up to the top and tapping that follow button - receiving a notification a few hours later that you followed him back.
cosplayer! satoru books another con with his friends and posts in the group chat about it, finding out from photographer! suguru and vlogger! shoko that you’ll also be attending with some of your own friends. who ends up suggesting that you should all meet up and spend the weekend together.
cosplayer! satoru who’s smiling brightly when vlogger! shoko pops a message in the chat saying that you’d be more than happy to do that, finding himself added to a new group chat with you and your friends. watching the messages pop up as you all exchange greetings and begin to discuss your lineup for the weekend and what you’d be doing.
cosplayer! satoru who, when the con weekend comes, has a blast with everyone, especially you. he had to admit he’d had more fun than any other con with you there, much to the amusement of photographer! suguru and vlogger! shoko who’ve got so much content from the days that they’ll be busy for a week at least sorting everything out.
cosplayer! satoru who messages you one day asking if you ever wanted to collab the next time you both end up meeting up, of course he’s ecstatic when you agree that he ends up spending a good few hours just texting you about the most random things he can think of, smiling like a little kid when you match his energy.
cosplayer! satoru who sees you’ve posted a video you took at the con weekend that has him in, double-tapping to love and leaving a comment that he sees you love almost instantly with a reply of “totally didn’t mean to catch a candid background moment of you ha!”.
cosplayer! satoru who finds himself starting to be fanboy! satoru the more he looks over your content, even finding both your public and private instas thanks to a few of your friends, which you accept his follow request on your private before requesting to follow back and following back on your public one.
cosplayer! satoru who sends you a message asking if you would like to meet up one day outside of cosplaying, he wants to get to know you as you and not as a person in a costume who’s quite popular yourself.
cosplayer! satoru who ends up having the time of his life with you at an arcade, winning prizes and being competitive before finishing the night at a burger joint for some food - making sure you’re back home safely before saying goodbye to you.
cosplayer! satoru who posts videos and pictures of your day together on his private insta, making sure to tag you in every post and story he pops up. not that you mind, you’re glad he had fun, especially with you.
cosplayer! satoru who finds himself duetting/stitching your videos with characters from the same fandoms as you cosplay, making his dream of doing a proper video with you one step closer to coming true.
cosplayer! satoru who one day finds himself at another con with you, being dragged toward your phone as you laugh, selecting a sound before you both start recording a video together, having the time of your lives.
cosplayer! satoru who spends more time with you as the days go on, especially on video calls, as you talk about things happening in your lives. could it be he’s starting to catch feelings?
cosplayer! satoru who confides in photographer! suguru and vlogger! shoko that he’s got all these feelings stirring in him when he’s spending any amount of time with/talking to you, not noticing the way the two of them smirk at each other. they clearly know something he doesn’t.
cosplayer! satoru who ends up finding out that you feel the same about him after he overhears you on the phone to cosplay repairer! nanami one day on the way to a local meet-up for cosplayers in your area. he swears his heart skipped a beat as he knows he has to make this one perfect.
cosplayer! satoru who ends up asking you to be his better half at a con a few months later. you’d both finished recording another video and having some photos taken. of course you said yes, how could you not when he showed up matching the fandom you chose to cosplay from?
cosplayer boyfriend! satoru who posts an almost identical video and photo on his socials with the caption “when you have an excuse to do couple shoots that ooze genuine love now @/itsthemisms” which kind of matches your caption of “can’t wait to let the love flow through the screen with my boo @/blueeyesfordays”.
cosplayer boyfriend! satoru who loves posting you both in and out of cosplay as much as he can. why not when he’s proud to call you his other half, he just has to show the world how much he loves you and how much you love him.
couple cosplay photos, videos, and vlogs of daily life? check, you’re both so in love with the other, it shows to anyone and everyone around/watching.
cosplayer boyfriend! satoru who will do anything to make sure you’re happy, who'll make sure you’re looked after at cons when he’s not there and travel the world growing your combined fan bases. you’ve both become quite popular as individual cosplayers and as a couple. did somebody say couple goals?
cosplayer boyfriend! satoru who’s just so helplessly in love with you, and the fact you can both support each other in what you do is more than enough for him. you’re so perfect in every way to him.
cosplayer boyfriend! satoru who is so glad that he found you when he did; he can’t wait to make memories to last him in this life and the next, who knows that no matter what, home is where you (and the cosplays) are.
just a small piece about the butterfly after death. something that helps me get by in real life, featuring satoru gojo.
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↳ cw: angst, no comfort, spoilers for anime only/new fans regarding gojo's fate.
💋 diary entries 💋
Imagine the cool air of spring, the beautiful colours that start to emerge and the life that starts to wake up after a long slumber. The signs of life that appear just a few short months after that fateful day.
Everything around you stilled as you stood in front of a grave. Every breath you sucked in felt shaky and heavy, your outstretched hand hovering just above the cold marble.
You didn't want to be here, to accept this was now your reality as your fingers slowly ghosted over the engraved lettering. Each movement felt like knives being plunged into your heart time and time again as you fought back the tears, tears that wanted to stain your cheeks for what felt like the millionth time in days.
This was your reality, and the reality included standing at the grave of the very person who swore they’d be by your side forever. Who swore to love you with every single fibre of their body and soul. Except that forever was over, nothing but memories of a time passed with them was left to comfort you.
Pulling your hand back, you looked down at the flowers in your arm before kneeling, gently arranging them to bring a small pop of colour to the grave.
Your vision started to blur as you felt your hands getting damp, tears starting to drop onto your skin as your reality hit you once again. “Why did you have to leave me?”.
You could feel the bitterness and resentment pooling in your chest as you spoke the words, words that came out in a whisper. The lump in your throat hardened as you placed your hand over your mouth, trying to stifle and hold back the screaming sob that was clawing its way up your throat.
You don't know how long you stayed like that, body hunched over as you kept a tight grip of the cold stone in a feeble attempt to feel some warmth, trying not to accept this was your life now.
Before long, it was time for you to leave, for you to head back to your once-shared home that was now quiet and empty without their presence. Their belongings never touched since the moment they left this world.
Glancing over your shoulder, you blew a kiss and started to walk, only to stop dead in your tracks when you saw it.
A small gasp left your lips as you watched it come closer to you before it perched on your outstretched hand, settling just above the band you wore on your ring finger.
A butterfly as white as snow. It just had to be them letting you know they were still with you despite no longer having a physical form.
Hot tears fell again as it fluttered to land on your shoulder, facing towards the ring you kept secured around your neck, never moving as you let your head drop, trying your hardest not to break down.
“Oh, Satoru, I knew you were still with me. I miss you so much...".
Lifting your hand, you gripped the ring around your neck and squeezed it tightly, the white butterfly now perched on your fist, facing you.
more thoughts of ryomen sukuna, your rockstar boyfriend and what your life is like before something big happens.
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↳ cw: mention of intimate photos, self-masturbation, implied p in v, implied video sex, general nsfw content, slightly soft sukuna.
💋 diary entries 💋 | 🎸 part 1 | 🎸 part 3
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, at every given opportunity, will use samples of you in his music - voice, video, photos? you better check it off the list. after all, he wants to show you off to the world - especially with photos that leave little to the imagination while protecting your dignity, knowing he's the only one who gets to see you like that.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who always has a space for you on his tour bus and vice versa. fuck what his bandmates had to say, he wanted you beside him whenever one of you wasn’t touring. he was addicted.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, at every given opportunity, will take photos and videos of you, be that of you writing your band's next hit song or when the two of you are cuddled up in bed after fucking, and every moment in between.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, while fucking you in the nastiest positions you could imagine, marks you in a way he knows everyone out there will see. the thought of everyone seeing exactly who you belong to gets him off, causing him to rut his hips into you more.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who spends more time backstage at your concerts, that much so that it would be considered weird if he wasn’t dating you. not that he would care what those losers would say, he can do whatever the fuck he wants.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who doesn’t show it but he misses you so goddamn much whenever you’re both touring at the same time. he hates spending time apart from you as everything feels so empty.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who makes the most of the private album he has on his phone in times like that. an album that’s full of the dirtiest pictures and videos of you. that one picture of you looking completely fucked out after he had you in a mating press? that video of his cock sliding in and out of your pussy at an alarming rate? that audio of you moaning out his name as you begged him to let you come? he’s got those and more. after all, he needs to make sure he remembers you in every way possible.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who will occasionally video call you when he’s pumping his cock just so he can see your reaction when he moans out your name, growling that he’ll be back soon enough and you can make up for all the lost time he’s had fuck his fist.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who also video calls you when you’re both touring, so he can keep you company when you’re feeling a little down from being in another country to him. who lets you fall asleep while on call as he knows it’s the only way you’ll get a good sleep and wake up feeling more refreshed. who's counting down the days until you're back home in his arms.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who’s waiting at the airport for your band to land when your tour finally ended. he said it was purely so he could keep the paparazzi off you but in reality, he wanted to be the first person you saw when you stepped through the doors. big smile on your face as you wrap your arms around him, whispers of how much you've missed him, making him smile softly.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, despite your protests, takes you out for a meal that night, being sure to wine and dine you because he missed the fuck out of you. who’s also buttering you up so he can be head first and cock first in between your legs when he gets you back through the front door of his apartment.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who might look like someone who doesn’t even know the meaning of the word soft, but clearly he does, especially when he has you pinned down under him. who thrusts into you soft and slow despite wanting to ruin you again. soft kisses and words as he silences you with kisses. after all, you need to rest your voice after such a long tour. you'll be the only one who will see this side of him, no one else and you love it as much as you love him.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, despite never thinking he’d ever find someone to love cause he truly believed the whole thing was bullshit, cuddles your closer to him, not wanting to let you go. arms wrapped around you and hand stroking your hair as you rested your hand on his chest, feeling the rhythm of his heart, possibly inspiring a new song knowing you.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who has to make sure everything is perfect, not being on the stage while planning something this big made him more nervous than he expected. give him a big audience and his bad-boy persona - that was a walk in the park compared to this.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who waits for you to come back from shopping before you head over to his place, helping you make some food before you both sit down on the sofa with a notebook in your hand. ideas bouncing off each other as his leg bounced in anxiety. he had to pick the right time.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, at the moment you ask him what should go in this verse last mine, blurts out “you gonna marry me or what woman?” before taking in your bewildered expression, eyes wide.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who’s suddenly become full-blown nervous as he looks at you, throat drying up and heart pounding so erratically it could burst from his chest. who feels like the seconds have begun to drag as he waits for you to respond, that’s if you ever did.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, for probably the first time in his life, becomes deflated and quickly removes his hand from his pocket trying to distract himself, not paying attention to the huge smile on your face before pouncing on top of him with a laugh, arms wrapping around him and you muttered back “I think the new line of the chorus should be of course i’ll marry you, you fucking idiot”.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who looks at you confused as you smile brightly, cupping his face and placing a loving kiss on his lips. who’s still just as confused as you pull back, thumbs rubbing his cheeks as you hum out a quick “i said of course i’ll marry you”.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who becomes rockstar fiancé! sukuna when he finally slips the ring onto your finger, taking a moment to admire the fact that you’re one step closer to not only being with him for the rest of your lives but taking his name as yours.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who, a few days later, posts to his public insta account for the first time in a good few months, with a photo of you and him, hands up showing off the ring you wore while doing your signature poses with your other hand. “who wouldn’t say no to me? future mrs r.s. coming soon @/itsherduh”.
rockstar fiancé! sukuna who smirks at the comments that ping through his phone as he glances over to you lying on the bed, quickly snapping a soft photo of you, this one being posted to his private insta this time with the caption “here’s to the rest of eternity together, my dove”.
thinking about satoru gojo, a sought-after tattoo artist, who just happens to end up tattooing his childhood crush.
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↳ cw: none - sfw
💋 diary entries 💋
tattoo artist! satoru who is the most sought after artists of his generation. meaning he's booked for months in advance because everyone wants at least one piece from him, but he'll always has spaces for his regulars who supported him since he started out.
tattoo artist! satoru who specialises in neotraditional, new school and minimalist tattoos, but will always excel at any type of tattoo his client wants. he didn’t become the best tattoo artist of his age for no reason after all.
tattoo artist! satoru who has his very own studio alongside some other artists who he trusts, and a couple of body piercers, because why not? he’s a very social person when he wants to be. Also, did anybody say discounts/free body modifications if you work there?
tattoo artist! satoru who loves nothing more than chatting away and popping in on his co-workers when he has nothing to do in between clients or scheduling appointments in his diary. much to the annoyance of some of them.
tattoo artist! satoru who has a whole other phone purely for his work, otherwise he’d hate being on his own personal phone for so long - that way he can take breaks as and when needed.
tattoo artist! satoru who ended up with a cancellation one day and decided to post to his insta story asking if anyone wanted to take the space for a discount. who ends up with what felt like a million inboxes asking if they could take it, finally choosing someone with the help of his best friend suguru.
tattoo artist! satoru who starts to get the design ready while he waits for the person to come along, having had what they wanted sent across within minutes of receiving the message they’d been chosen, the sound of choso’s voice alerting him to his client being in the reception area ten minutes later.
tattoo artist! satoru who walks out and tilts his head when he sees said person with their back to him, offering a quick hello before the person turns to face him, only to suck in a breath when he sees that the person is you, someone who he hasn’t seen in quite a long time - you kept yourself hidden in your profile, not caring to show your face.
tattoo artist! satoru who’s suddenly nervous for the first time in a while, trying his best to keep his composure while he leads you back to his private room, away from the gaze of curious eyes who want to know who you are. it's almost like it's his first day tattooing all over again.
tattoo artist! satoru who closes the door behind you both once you enter, watching you as you take off your coat and walk over to where he is, your eyes watching as he adds the final details to the piece you wanted.
tattoo artist! satoru who takes in a shaky breath before he turns around to face you, signature smile pulling at his lips as he places the stencil on the area you want, checking everything is okay before waiting for the ink to dry, as he sets everything else up, asking you to get onto the tattoo bed.
tattoo artist! satoru who begins to get to work on permanently marking the design on your skin. he can feel your gaze follow his hands as best you could as he continues to work, checking in on you now and then to see how you were feeling, noticing the subtle ways the area you were getting tattoo moving to the needle.
tattoo artist! satoru who gives a hum when he’s added the final few bits to your design, giving it a clean and taking some photos/videos before placing a second skin over it to make sure it’s protected. going through his aftercare with you, not taking his eyes off you as you listen closely, nodding along and asking questions where needed.
tattoo artist! satoru who walks you out of the studio all the while shooting daggers at sukuna, who came out of his room after finishing a piercing for his own client, asking you for your phone number because he may or may not want to spite the man standing beside you.
tattoo artist! satoru who uploads your piece to his insta, watching the number of likes and comments at the top corner increase before he turns his attention to his personal phone and starts to doom scroll for a while, needing to give his brain a break for a bit.
tattoo artist! satoru who sees a repost, a mention, a like and a comment from the account you messaged him on - tapping to scroll through your feed, getting lost for a while before noticing a new unread message in his inbox, much to his delight and surprise, it’s you.
tattoo artist! satoru who reads your message, goofy smile on his face as you thank him for the session, wanting to book in for your next one with him as soon as you’re healed and he has free space - nearly missing the last few words of your message before doing a double take.
tattoo artist! satoru who finds himself feeling like a child again at the words you wrote - “you really haven’t changed at all, toru, it was nice to see you again”. he can’t help but feel all giddy inside when you call him that nickname you used for him before, feeling his heart beat heavily in his chest.
tattoo artist! satoru who's always happy to make time for you when you want a new piece of art - especially a custom piece you’ve begged him for for weeks now, proud to show off how he’s marking your skin in a way other tattoo artists wish they could. you’re not allowed to go anywhere else for a tattoo, that’s the rule now. the same also applies to piercings - he makes sure to keep his eyes trained carefully on his pink-haired piercer just in case he tries anything.
tattoo artist! satoru who comes to realise he hadn’t gotten over the childhood crush, he just never thought he’d see you again after you moved away - much to his delight, you moved back to tokyo a year before you first messaged him. who’s delighted that you’re spending more time around the shop when you’ve got free time, helping him with new ideas for flashes and giveaways, because getting to spend any given moment with you feels so damn right.
tattoo artist! satoru who, one day, tattoos a special design on you, only to get a matching one as well. he had to be the one to do them both as he didn’t want the moment to be ruined; everything had to be perfect. so what if it didn’t match the rest of his tattoos or yours?
tattoo artist! satoru who’s always been secret with his personal life, especially to the public, until he makes an insta post about his biggest muse and how he’s never letting them go ever - you. who finally posts your face for the world to see, happy smiles appearing on both your faces in the photo as he looks at you with pure love, you on the other hand, offering a wink to whoever looks at the picture.
tattoo artist! satoru who may mark your skin with pieces of art, but is also extremely good at leaving other marks littering over pieces of bare and inked flesh. he’s such an insatiable lover, he can’t get enough, and he’ll be damned if he lets you go again for as long as you both live.
did anybody ever mention to you how hot he is covered in tattoos and piercings?
thinking about suguru geto, who's happy being a girl dad until he overhears his girls one night, while you're putting them to bed.
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↳ cw: implied breeding kink at the end (if you squint), p in v, mention of mating press, mention of pregnancy/pregnant body, reader has pet names.
💋 diary entries 💋
girl dad! suguru who always knows the twins are up to something, but he can’t quite figure out what, as he watches them look around, giggling and whispering to each other. child-like joy visible in their eyes.
girl dad! suguru who goes through all the emotions a dad could feel until one day the girls drag back another poor young woman, giggling when they shout out for their daddy, only to see your bewildered face looking between him and the twins. confusion evident on your face.
girl dad! suguru who kneels down to scold the two of them, only for mimiko to jump onto him, smiling when she proudly announces that she and nanako have found who they want to be their momma as they point to you with bigger smiles on their faces.
girl dad! suguru who almost chokes on air at what he’s just heard, looking up at you from his kneeling position as you blink in even more confusion, girls squealing in delight, shouting out he’s going to do it.
girl dad! suguru who lets go of the breath he's been holding when he sees you smile, letting out your own laugh at the outbursts from the young girls in the middle of the market, drawing the attention of passersby.
girl dad! suguru who stands up and apologises for the way his girls had behaved, only for you to shake you head, dismissing his apology as you explained you found them just standing alone and wanted to reunite them - just like any normal person would do.
girl dad! suguru who watches you bend down and ask the girls if they would like a sweet treat from a stall you know, adding on “that’s if it’s okay with your daddy”. he smiled with a nod as the girls squeal in joy, dragging him as they follow behind you.
girl dad! suguru who, when you all reach the stall, goes to pay for the treats, only for you to stop him. “they’re on the house, for these two angels”. who’s worried the stall owner will notice but is shocked when you tell him you’re the owner and you don’t mind at all. it was the least you could do.
girl dad! suguru who spends a good while watching the way you interact with not only his girls but with the public, offering sweet smiles and giggles as you engage with each person you see.
girl dad! suguru who finds himself spending more time at the market when you're there, making the excuse that the girls love your treats, but who can’t help but find himself falling in love with you each second he spends with you. who manages to get your number so he can order stuff from you, and totally not to spend more time talking to you.
girl dad! suguru who, after quite a while, bites the bullet and asks you out on a date, half expecting you to turn him down as he has kids, only for you to accept because you see him for him, and not as a dad with baggage like most others had called the twins. the relief he feels is instant.
girl dad! suguru who not only spoils his girls but you as well. everything seemed to click perfectly when you entered their lives, and he didn’t want this to end. taking you out on cinema dates, romantic meals, and stay-at-home dates where the girls would be involved in things like helping you brush and braid his hair - you loved every moment, and so did he and the twins.
girl dad! suguru who eventually asks you to marry him with help from the girls. you couldn’t help but cry at everything you saw, from the homemade banners to the meal to the ring nestled snugly in an open box in the hand of the man you loved.
girl dad! suguru who, along with your help, makes sure the girls are involved in every single bit of wedding planning and ultimately, your big day when you both become husband and wife. the day was perfect for him, you and the twins. his perfect little family.
girl dad! suguru who loves how you throw yourself headfirst into being a momma for the twins. taking them shopping, dropping them at school, parents' evenings, the works all while keeping your baking business running.
girl dad! suguru who one night overhears you, nanako and mimiko talking about things while you put them to bed after a story. mainly how the girls wanted to have a baby brother because they wanted to be big sisters. hearing you say they’d “need to see what daddy thinks of the idea first”, making sure to step away from the open door the second you turn and walk through, closing it softly.
girl dad! suguru who smirks at the look of shock on your face from not expecting him to be there, before bending down to throw you over his shoulder, laughing at the squeak you make as you grip onto the back of his t-shirt, making sure to keep a loving grip on your waist.
girl dad! suguru who places you gently on your shared bed before hovering over you, peppering your face with kisses until he stops at your ear, hot breath fanning against your skin as he mutters words of love and adoration.
girl dad! suguru who smirks when you suck in a breath when you hear him mutter “i heard what the girls said to you, princess, so let’s get to work on giving them that baby brother, yeah?”.
girl dad! suguru who wastes no time ridding you both of your clothes before pushing himself between your legs, groaning out at the feeling of your cunt clamping down on him.
girl dad! suguru who fucks you relentlessly in a variety of positions with the desire of pumping you full of his cum until you can’t take any more. until you're stuffed so full and dripping him for what feels like days, all while you're a sobbing mess beneath him.
girl dad! suguru who fucks you relentlessly in the nastiest mating press you’ve ever felt with the sole intention of breeding you, making your figure rounder and breasts full with milk as you carry his child, a child that’s half you and half him.
girl dad! suguru who has every intention of becoming boy dad! suguru as well that he’ll always fuck another child into you should your first one together be a girl - not that you, or your puffy pussy mind one bit.
just thinking about ryomen sukuna, a world-famous rockstar, who ends up head over heels for the pretty lead singer he just met.
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↳ cw: slightly suggestive(?) towards the end, nothing too in your face, love sick sukuna
💋 diary entries 💋 | 🎸 part 2 | 🎸 part 3
rockstar! sukuna who's stood pouting like a child with his arms folded, not caring to listen to what his bandmate had to say about the tickets currently being waved in his hand.
rockstar! sukuna who finds himself standing backstage at a concert for a new and upcoming band, one that shouldn’t have that many fans, but judging by the crowd that was still gathering, he was wrong.
rockstar! sukuna who’s still tuning out his bandmate when they chatter on about how they got the passes thanks to connections, and this new band was going to make it big, all thanks to the main star - their lead singer.
rockstar! sukuna who’s now paying attention to what’s said the second he hears that the lead singer is a girl. things had suddenly just gotten interesting. it was rare to have a female in such a male-dominated space; he had to see this for himself.
rockstar! sukuna who’s not impressed when he first sees you walking past his group. you looked so shy and meek while quickly offering a “hello” and a wave. clearly, the idiot bandmate of his was mistaken when he was yapping earlier.
rockstar! sukuna who’s soon eating his words, especially when he hears the sounds that come out once you open your mouth, the crowd spurring you on. the singing, the screaming, the growling? you were far from meek.
rockstar! sukuna who watches you carefully, the way you jump around upon the stage, the bright smile on your face as you enjoy the buzz around you, as you continue to perform for your fans - a buzz he understands all too well.
rockstar! sukuna who finds himself tapping his foot to some of the songs your band plays, it’s totally because he’s a musician and not because he’s starting to enjoy himself.
rockstar! sukuna who finds himself clapping along with his bandmates once your set ends and the lights come back on, watching the bodies on the stage filter backstage again. the look of pure joy on your face is cute. wait, did he actually think that?
rockstar! sukuna who offers a grunt when you finally take the time to talk to the group, offering thanks for coming and watching. who doesn’t miss the way you tilt your head and smirk at him before turning your attention to his bassist. he’d strangle the fucker if he tried anything.
rockstar! sukuna who follows behind the big group as they head back to the dressing room for a drink because, let’s face it, it’s the least you could do to thank them for coming along, even when they didn’t have to.
rockstar! sukuna who finds himself alone on a couch before you plopped yourself down, offering another drink before leaning back, talking away to yourself about something he couldn’t quite hear. part of him was still curious as to what you were saying.
rockstar! sukuna who leaves an hour or so later with the rest of his band, not before he had your personal contact details and socials in his phone - after all, he might fancy a collab one day with you.
rockstar! sukuna who turns into fanboy! sukuna for a while when he gets home, hopelessly stalking your personal insta to get a glimpse into your life. who found himself smirking at the picture of you and your new puppy you’d posted a day before he met you, double-tapping to lock in that like. of course, it would be from his own private and personal and only a few special people would have that account.
rockstar! sukuna who one night, in his semi-drunk state, might have sent you a message detailing what he would do to you if he had you alone and you were his. not caring that he was being too out there, cause fuck that shit, life is for living right?
rockstar! sukuna who nearly drops his phone at the message you sent back to him. who knew you kinda enjoyed stranger danger? he was way in over his head but he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to.
rockstar! sukuna who attended quite a few more of your shows after that message, thanks to bagging backstage passes from you, much to his delight, not that he cared to admit that. he did have a tough guy image to uphold after all.
rockstar! sukuna who spent more time talking to you via dms before moving to texts. after all, he was adamant that arranging a collab would be easier that way, and not because he wanted a more personal way to talk to you without being another random person in your inbox.
rockstar! sukuna who starts adding lyrics that have to do with love and crushes into his future songs, much to the amusement of his bandmates and fans.some loved the subtle changes, while others hated it.
rockstar! sukuna who ends up inviting you into the studio to talk ideas and start his band's next single with your help and vocals. he was sure it would be a hit, plus he wanted to spend more time with you outside of your respective bands. not that he would ever care to admit that to you.
rockstar! sukuna who suddenly feels like a teenager all over again when you get closer to him, lingering touches and looks making his heart thump in his chest. he was a performer yet this is what caused him to grow clammy.
rockstar! sukuna who ends up relaxing on the sofa in the room with you sitting on his lap, you humming out a tune while jotting it down. enjoying your weight on top of him, even if it wasn’t how he’d usually like it.
rockstar! sukuna who grows bored after a while and pulls out his phone, only for you to grab it and take a selfie with him, placing a kiss on his cheek as you capture the pure bewilderment on his face. just a little something to remind him of you when all of this ended.
rockstar! sukuna who starts to find new ways of hanging out with you, when not working on a track together. he may have guilt-tripped you into letting him meet your puppy because who couldn’t resist his bad-boy charm?
rockstar! sukuna who ended up becoming rockstar boyfriend! sukuna before too long, proudly showing you off to the world the night after you agreed to be his, when the new song debuted, and you appeared on stage, taking your place beside him with a cheerful wave to the roaring crowd.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who pulls you into him in front of the sold-out arena, planting a deep kiss into your lips before pulling away, smirking at the dazed look before announcing that you were both together, and that everyone better get used to it before the combined roar of the crowd and his band kicked up, the two of you performing the song you’d created together.
rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who now uses every opportunity to show you off to the world as the girlfriend of the man who didn’t want to be seen with anyone else - may or may not have gone on quite a few photo dumps on his personal insta with photos of you both and what you were up to in between performing and recording.
let’s not talk about the other folder he has on his phone of pictures of you and the two of you together just yet, yeah?
thinking of satoru gojo who comes home after a mission, needy for his pretty little wife.
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↳ cw: needy gojo, p in v, clothes ripping, cunnilingus, fingering, hair pulling, no protection, marking, implied cum stuffing/implied begging for cum stuffing, general nsfw content.
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needy husband! satoru who lets out a sigh of mixed emotions the second he slammed the front door shut, head leaning back as he rubbed his temple for a moment to relieve the tension he could feel.
needy husband! satoru who take a moment to enjoy the welcoming humming of home life after being away for days or weeks, he doesn’t even know at this point anymore, everything felt like it blended when he reached a certain point.
needy husband! satoru who rushes forward the moment he sees your head peaking from the living room door, pinning you to the wall in seconds as he attacks your lips with fevered kisses, each one sloppier than the last (you still can’t figure out how he’s so fast).
needy husband! satoru who drops to his knees and begins placing sweet kisses on your thighs after ripping away your shorts and underwear, ignoring the whines that you’d just bought them - let’s face it, he’d buy you more anyway.
needy husband! satoru who wastes no time pushing your thighs apart, tongue flicking against your clit as his slender fingers slipped into your already wet pussy, scissoring as you moaned out, your hands threading into his hair as you pull.
needy husband! satoru who gets easily bored a few moments later, wanting to be as close as physically possible to you as he quickly rids himself of all the material barriers, pressing his weeping cock head through the slight ring of resistance before bottoming out inside you.
needy husband! satoru who begins rutting his hips upwards into you, dragging the most sinful noises from your throat as the sound of your wet cunt is drowned out, two of his most favourite sounds in the world.
needy husband! satoru who doesn’t hold back as he snaps his hips into you harshly, fat cock splitting your cunt open more as you moan out in want, eyes screwing shut as you try to regain yourself.
needy husband! satoru who loves the feeling of your walls clenching around him, sucking him deeper into your core with each wild thrust.
needy husband! satoru who groans out at the feeling of your nails pressing into him, leaving red marks and small crescent moons that would no doubt be there for a few days, fingers gripping your hips in a bruising way.
needy husband! satoru who quickly pulls off his blindfold, exposing his eyes to you, drinking in your cock drunk expression as you let a chant of his name roll off your tongue. his blues always drove you crazy and he loved the fact he was the only guy who could ever drag these noises from you.
needy husband! satoru who pistons into you harder and faster, chasing the high that he’s kept himself from having for weeks because of the mission, like a man possessed with the thought of stuffing you full of his cum.
needy husband! satoru who finally reaches his climax thanks to the strong milking of your walls due to your own ecstasy, loud moans being lost in sloppy, rough kisses, his hips stuttering to a stop as he paints your insides white with his seed.
needy husband! satoru who only needs a moment before he changes scenery, opting for the place he knows you’d be most comfortable - your shared bed, keeping himself sheathed inside you the entire time
needy husband! satoru who cuddles closer to you, peppering kisses all over your face as he whispers sweet nothings, murmurs of how much he’s missed you and how he’s not leaving you for so long, purely because he can’t stand being away from you.
needy husband! satoru who ultimately turns into pussy drunk! satoru as he rolls his hips into yours, large hands grasping your fleshy breasts and fingers tugging at your nipples, cock hardening again at the noises you make once more, and nothing to do with the fact you’ve just rolled your hips into his and told him to stuff you full to the point where you’re weeping in pleasure, not able to take anymore as his cum seeps out of your swollen pussy.
needy husband! satoru who’s just hopelessly in love with you that he hates being away for longer than needed. who hates the missions he undertakes because he knows he might not come back to you.
but ultimately;
needy husband! satoru who loves spending every waking minute he can with you because life’s too short - he knows that better than anyone. who will do whatever it takes to be by your side, spoiling you or making love to you, as long as he has you, he doesn't care what you're both doing.
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