[sozila]

(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ 21. asian, she/her. runs on whimsy

𓂃 ࣪⋆💿˚ ༘ links! ao3 - mlist - info - me! - recent - my fav 𓂃 ࣪⋆💋˚ ༘ multi! jjk, mha, atla, cod, & more 𓂃 ࣪⋆🤍˚ ༘ notify! taglist form - permatag 𓂃 ࣪⋆🧸˚ ༘ asks/reqs: open 𓂃 ࣪⋆🪞˚ ༘ tip jar! anything is so appreciated, mwah

♡ divider by @uzmacchiato, gfx by me, pinterest

[sozila]

hello I'm sorry if this is rude/ made u feel uncomfortable for me to ask this but

May I ask for part 4 of chiaroscuro 🥺

Thank you ❤

hi friend this is not rude at all you don’t have to preempt your request with an apology 🥹 all i ask is you guys request kindly and not demand and you’ve done that just fine!

i won’t lie i’m dragging my feet on all of my writing as of late… i promise whenever i do release the final part it will be worth it and not a rushed sloppy piece 💓

much luv

[sozila]

omg i keep forgetting but happy pride fellow gays and theys 🏳️‍🌈

[sozila]

my humble request to mha moots..

can you guys please write iida 😭 i’m so starved i swear

[sozila]

choose a struggle!

synopsis: when you're on a road trip and tensions arise from your sassy boyfriend being a grump.

pairing: modern au, boyfriend!sukuna x f!reader

warnings: explicit sexual content, mdni. hate sex! cowgirl in the driver's seat, it's summer, biting and mentions of drawing blood, some cockwarming, sukuna is a dick and gets mouthy with you and you do something about it basically

masterlist

wc: 2.8k

a/n: all i can say is this is a product of ovulation. that's all. enjoy!

the air conditioner of ryomen's ford f 150 was blasting on full power, and yet it was still not enough to combat the heat of this sticky summer day. 

that, and the radiating steam off of your and your beloved boyfriend's heads. 

you were white knuckling your paperback copy of pride and prejudice, body turned away from an equally-tense ryomen. his left hand was on the wheel as the right leaned on the open window, which was a rare sight indeed. it usually rested in a comfortable grip on your thigh while the right steered. his fingers drummed in an irregular fashion, the habit you knew he had when he was annoyed. today, ryomen itadori was truly the epitome of a sassy man.

you let out an exasperated sigh when you push the pesky strand of hair that kept whipping in your sight, having you reread the same line three times over.

"can you please, please fucking roll up your window? i have brushed my hair out of my face literally every damn second," you yell over the wind resistance thudding through the truck. 

ryomen scoffs. "first you complain that my fuckin' ac doesn't work, and now you want the windows up? choose a struggle," he gruffs out. oh, he wants his ass beat. you pray to whatever god is out there to save him from your rage, because you know he's going to need it. 

your eye twitches when you whip around to face your sassy boyfriend. "are you serious right now?" your tone has gone up an octave, incredulous that he had any back talk after the multiple debacles of earlier today.

you had planned this cross-country road trip for months. it was the only two-week block that the both of you were free from university and work. you had wanted to explore rural japan with him, tasting local teas and taking candid pictures on mountain tops. just whimsical couple activities. you were perfectly fine doing all of the dirty work of planning, packing and swiping of credit cards. 

whether those cards were his or yours was neither here nor there, but still. 

so when you wanted him to be excited and involved since you took care of everything else, was that so much to ask for?

it started when you realized that ryomen itadori was not, and will never be, a morning person.

you had set three alarms to make sure the both of you would be up by 5:45am, in order to make it on the road in good time. instead, he barely made it out of your bed at eight with a loud groan. he only dragged himself out of bed with a string of curses after you threatened to throw cold water on his face.

you packed your yeti cooler with ice packs and his favorite energy drinks, laid out his clothes the night before like some lovesick housewife. not your proudest moment, but you just wanted everything to go well. unfortunately for you, his sour mood resulted in the first two hours of the drive with him half-asleep, baseball cap pulled low over his eyes, answering your excited chatter with grunts. 

"baby, look. we're gonna see so many cool birds!" you nudged him and pointed to the images on your phone. he doesn't even give you a glance. "mhm." you gave him a look of surprise he didn't catch. what massive pole was stuck up his ass?

by the time you stopped for breakfast at a konbini, he was already barking at the cashier over nothing. 

"babe, you know there's a bunch of white monsters in the back."

"don' want that shit. i'm gonna get a heart attack one of these days," he snapped at you, taking you aback. you bit your tongue, hoping his sassy spell would be solved after he finished his famichiki and the hangry nature would be quelled. still, you could feel the annoyance in you bubbling up. relax, you thought to yourself. we can still turn this around!

it was a shame that "turn" came in the form of a literal wrong turn on the highways. it was completely his fault because he swore he knew a shortcut that google maps had never heard of, to which you snorted at. "can you just get back on the path i marked off?" you sighed with knitted brows and frown. 

"if there was an exit, i woulda fuckin' took it." he mutters. "right…" you roll your eyes.

unfortunately, three hours later, you were still stuck on winding rural roads instead of the scenic route you’d planned. your knee was bouncing in agitation at this point. it snowballed from there with his shitty ac, the way the sweat was making your sundress stick to your thighs and back, the wind being no solace for the temperature outside of making your hair a lame attempt at a bird's nest. 

who could blame you for cracking when he told you to "choose a struggle"?

"are you serious right now?"

ryomen’s jaw flexed, crimson eyes flicking to you for a second before locking back in on the empty rural road. “deadass. you’ve been on my dick since we left. woke me up at the asscrack of dawn, ac’s too weak, i’m not excited enough, took the wrong turn—”

“because you did take the wrong turn, asshole!” you exploded, slamming your paperback down on the dash. “you swore you 'knew a better route' and now we’re lost in the middle of nowhere, three hours behind schedule, sweating our asses off because your precious truck’s too vintage for a decent ac and you won’t roll up the damn window!”

he let out a loud, hollow laugh. “my truck? you fuckin' begged to take the f 150! now it’s my fault the ac can’t keep up with this heat? and the window—fuckin’ roll it up yourself if it’s that big a deal!” 

you let out a frustrated noise. “oh my god, you are actually impossible!” you seethed, turning fully toward him. “i planned this whole goddamn trip. i packed everything, booked everything, even let you talk to me nasty all day! all i wanted was for you to show up excited instead of acting like i'm forcing you to be here! but nooooo—my dick of a boyfriend ryomen itadori couldn’t possibly wake up on time or follow the route or keep his shitty attitude in check for one. fucking. day!” you shrieked.

his fingers tightened on the steering wheel until his knuckles paled, his eyes whipping back at your angered form sporadically. “maybe if you stopped micromanaging every single thing and breathing down my neck, i wouldn’t be in such a shit mood! you act like this trip has to be perfect!”

"pull over.”

ryomen scoffed. “we’re in the middle of—”

“i said pull the fuck over, ryomen.”

something in your voice made him glance at you once more. his sharp eyes narrowed, but he didn’t argue. with a low curse, he jerked the wheel hard. the big ford swerved onto the gravel shoulder, tires kicking up dust and small stones as he slammed on the brakes. the sudden stop threw you forward slightly against the seatbelt. you unbuckle hastily, turning to face him.

before he could get another word out, you lunged across the console and grabbed the front of his shirt, yanking him into a violent kiss. it wasn’t romantic at all, it felt more punishing than anything. you bit his lower lip hard enough that he hissed, definitely drawing blood given the metallic copper taste on your tongue. you used that moment to climb over the center console like a woman possessed, knees banging against the gear shift and elbow knocking the wheel. 

“the hell—?” ryomen started, clearly caught off guard by how fast you moved. his hands instinctively went to your waist to steady you, but you slapped them away.

“shut the fuck up,” you snarled, straddling his lap and shoving his back against the seat. the steering wheel dug into your spine, so you reach for the metal bar underneath to throw his seat back. in the same instant it flew down, you ground down against the growing bulge in his shorts with purpose. you were already soaked from the mix of rage and adrenaline. “this is your fault. literally all of it! so you’re going to sit there.." a moan. "..and take it,”

his eyes widened for a split moment before narrowing again, his hand going to wipe his bloody bottom lip. "bossy little—"

you cut him off by reaching down and shoving his shorts and boxers down just enough to free his cock, which was already growing harder by the second, red and leaking. without giving him any time to adjust, you hike up your sundress and pushed your panties aside, sinking down on him in one rough and unforgiving push.

"mother—fuck!" ryomen's head slammed back onto the headrest, a choked growl ripping from his throat as you surrounded his length in whole with your soft heat.

you didn’t wait at all. you started riding him hard and fast, hips slamming down with punishing force, using every bit of leverage the cramped cabin gave you. the truck creaked and rocked on its suspension with every aggressive roll of your body. you turn his baseball cap making the brim face back so you can see all his facial expressions. and god, did the backwards brim do wonders for you and your clit. sweat already slicked your skin, making your thighs slide against his easily.

ryomen’s hands flew to your ass, squeezing hard. “shit… slow down! you’re gonna—”

“i said shut up,” you hissed, gripping the hairs at his nape and yanking back so you could glare down at him. you clenched around him deliberately on the next downstroke, making his hips jerk. “you said i’ve been riding your dick? i’ll show you me riding your dick,”

for a moment, he was stunned by the spur of intensity from his usually cheerful girlfriend. guess he did kinda fuck up. then something in him flipped. a wicked, feral grin spread across his face.

"you wanna play like that, huh?" he growled. 

suddenly his grip on your ass tightened bruisingly and he started thrusting up to meet you with brutal force. the momentary dominance you had held vanished as he matched your pace and then some. he drove into you so hard the back of your head nearly hit the roof of the cab.

“oh yeah? take it out on me then,” he taunted through gritted teeth, eyes locked on yours. one hand slid up your back and yanked the straps of your sundress down, exposing your breasts so he could latch his mouth onto one, sucking hard while he fucked you deeper.

the truck filled with the obscene sound of skin slapping skin, your angry moans and his low grunts. the useless ac blew air over your overheated bodies. you rode him messily, grinding your clit against his pelvis on every thrust while he retaliated by pounding up into you mercilessly.

“god you’re so deep,” you gasped, nails digging into his shoulders.

“still mad?” he smirked against your neck before biting down. “ride me harder, angel. make me feel how pissed you are, fuck—”

you let out a broken moan and did exactly that.

bracing your hands on his chest, you slammed yourself down onto his cock with renewed aggression, hips rolling and snapping in a brutal rhythm that made the entire truck shake. the backwards cap really did look stupidly hot on him. the sweat dripping down his temples, crimson eyes half-lidded and boring into yours.

“fuck you,” you gasped, even as you clenched tightly around him. “i hate you so much—ah!”

ryomen groaned loudly, the sound vibrating against your chest. “bet you do,” he growled, voice wrecked. “use me. take it all out on this dick you hate right now,”

your sundress was bunched uselessly around your waist, tits bouncing with every harsh movement as he sucked and bit at them, leaving raised marks all across your chest. your hair stuck to your neck and shoulders, but you didn’t care anymore. all that mattered was the burning stretch of him inside you.

just like he could read your mind, his hand suddenly snaked between your bodies. his thumb found your clit and rubbed fast, tight circles with precisely the right pressure.

“thaaaat’s it,” he panted, eyes locked on your face. “you’re squeezin' me so fuckin' tight. still mad, baby? cum all over this cock.”

the combination of his filthy words, his thumb on your clit, and the delicious way he was pounding into you from below finally snapped the coil in your stomach. your orgasm crashed into you explosively. you cried out, thighs shaking uncontrollably as your walls pulsed and fluttered around him, soaking his lap and the seat beneath you.

ryomen cursed loudly, hips stuttering. “fuck— that’s my girl—”

he slammed up into you one last time and held you down hard as he came, thick and hot, filling you in heavy spurts. his groan was guttural as he emptied himself deep inside you.

for a long minute, neither of you moved. the only sounds were the cicadas outside, your shared panting, and the low hum of the truck’s idling engine. you slumped forward, forehead pressed against his sweaty shoulder, his cock still buried inside you slowly softening. ryomen’s arms slowly came around your back, holding you closer. his touch had lost that bruising edge.

“…damn.” he muttered hoarsely, pressing a surprisingly soft kiss to the side of your face. "didn’t know you had that in you.”

you let out a weak breathless laugh, still trembling. “you deserved every second of it.”

“yeah… i know i did.” he sighs, one hand rubbing slow circles on your lower back. “i’m real sorry, baby.”

you pulled back just enough to look at him. his lip was still bleeding a little from where you bit him. you wiped it with your thumb gently, admiring his rough features. 

his sanguine eyes were softer than they’d been all day. he was watching you with that lazy, loving haze he had after every time you had sex that always made your stomach overload with butterflies.

ryomen leaned forward and pressed a slow, surprisingly gentle kiss to your lips. when he pulled back, his voice was low.

“i’m sorry,” he repeats, “for everything. i know this means a lot to you and i should’ve just been a good boyfriend. i’m especially sorry for saying stupid shit to you. i was bein’ a dick when you’ve been trying so hard to make this trip good.” his hands slid up your thighs, thumbs stroking soothing circles over your sweat-slicked skin. "i don’t deserve you at all, baby.”

you stayed seated on his lap. the anger had burned itself out leaving only exhaustion and that familiar comforting ache between your legs, given you were kind of cock warming him now.

“you were really being a dick,” you muttered, but there was no bite left in it.

“heard.” he huffed a quiet laugh and rested his forehead against yours. “you bit the shit out of my lip, though. felt that.”

“good. you earned it.”

ryomen grinned, the expression boyish and unfairly charming despite his disheveled state. he helped you lift off him carefully, both of you hissing at the oversensitive drag. the evidence of what you’d done immediately started leaking down your thighs. he cursed softly under his breath at the sight, looking far too pleased with himself. you give him a pointed look that he purposefully ignores with a playful whistle.

once you’d both fixed your clothes and he cleaned the two of you, you finally climbed back into the passenger seat. you mildly wince at the twinge between your legs. 

his hand immediately found its favorite resting place on your thigh, squeezing affectionately. “better?” he asked. you nodded, leaning your head against the seat. “much better. though i’m gonna be feeling you for the next few hours.”

“hot.” he said smugly, then quickly amended when he saw your glare, “—i mean, i’ll drive carefully.”

he put the truck in drive and eased back onto the rural road. the scenery outside slowly started to improve as you left the worst of the winding backroads behind. golden sunset light filtered through the trees and for the first time all day, the silence between you felt comfortable instead of tense.

after a few minutes, ryomen glanced over at you again.

“hey.”

“hm?”

“i love you.” his voice was quiet and sincere. “even when you’re scary as hell and ride me like you’re trying to snap my dick off.”

you burst out laughing, covering your face with your hands in a bit of embarrassment. “i love you too, asshole.”

he smiled and brought your hand up to his lips, kissing your knuckles before settling your joined hands on your thigh. “tell me about the first stop you planned,” he said, thumb stroking your skin. “i’m listening this time, for real.”

i need to jump his bones so bad it's not even funny.

buy me a drink :)

reblogs are highly appreciated ♡

taglist! @riotsgrl | taglist form

peace luv bathtub!!!

all dividers by @cafekitsune, photos from pinterest and art by hunnismokah

© sozila 2026, all rights reserved. please do not plagiarize, translate, or repost any of my work on other mediums or sites. cross-posted on ao3 and tumblr under same alias.

[sozila]

ty for 2k likes! i appreciate it sm 💓

[sozila]

heyyyy queenareena how are you!!!

hello pookie even 🥹 i’m doing okay! just a little depressed right now but i’ll be up and at em soon enough 😛💓

[sozila]

ah yes, chiikawa, usagi and i conversing the plight of yearning. idk what input they have they’re literally seven and nine years old. i feel like my mii has taken the role of older sister here

shh yes i haven’t posted. forgive me i’m deep in my tomodepression

[sozila]

erm guys… i apologize for my procrastination 🥹✌️ legiterally just been sleeping and then playing tomodachi life and drawing miis take the everloving life outta me… 🚬

uhhh let’s see if i can hit this dear future husband ch 3 upload in 3 hours? or so? don’t quote me 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

also tomo updates: me and sukuna are now dating 😛 i lowk was about to become a BIRD bc the moment i met geto i instantly had feelings? HELLO? mind you ← never simped for that man in a slash serious way

ivy was about to lose her marbles LMFAOO cus one of my missions is making them get married and my mii was whoring out lowkey… had to get her to focus up rq. it’s going good now tho geto is crushing on her and she’s oblivious 😭😭

holy yap!!! sorry for this wall of text on your dash 😖

[updownandbatty]

good vibrations!

18+, minors do not interact!

katsuki finds out about his girlfriend's dirty little secret. | wc. 1k

Katsuki Bakugou is good at everything he does, and he knows it. It's a point of pride for him. So when he gets home after a long patrol, he's bewildered when he's met with the sound of keening moans and whimpers. The explosive man is uncharacteristically quiet as he slips his boots off and makes his way towards your shared bedroom. His ears catch a quiet buzzing sound, which grows louder the closer he gets to the room. You've left the door cracked open, allowing him to peer inside, and damn if he isn't glad for that. You're splayed out in the middle of the bed, panties around your ankle, shirt hiked up over your heaving tits, and your hand between your plush thighs, pressing a vibrator to your clit. Katsuki's breath catches in his throat; your chest and abdomen are covered in a layer of shiny sweat, and your breathing is heavy. You've clearly been at this a while.

Katsuki can't help but stand there and watch for a bit, taking note of how your breath changes and how your moans rise in pitch. He knows those moans mean you're close, he's drawn them from your throat hundreds of times. Hell, you'd been making those pretty noises for him just that morning. His vermillion eyes are trained on your thighs, observing how they tremble and clamp down around your hand, trapping your vibrator in place. His mind wanders back to early that morning, when it had been his head trapped between your soft thighs. Katsuki's focus is brought back to the present when you mewl out, "Ohh, fuck, Kats.."

Perfect timing. He stalks into the room, eyes trained on you the whole time. "This what you do when you're alone, sweets?" His voice rumbles, deep and low in his chest. You gasp and sit bolt upright, your eyes flying open as you drop your vibrator onto the bed, still buzzing away.

"Oh my god, Katsuki! You scared the shit out of me!" You yelp out, fixing him with an accusatory glare that absolutely does not match the heat rising to your cheeks. You snatch your vibrator off the bed, fumbling to switch it off and shove it underneath the bed covers. The offending man scoffs as he crawls over you, forcing you to lay back down.

"Scared ya, hm? S'not my fault you were too distracted to hear me come home. Damn near pounded you through the mattress this morning and it still wasn't enough for you?" Katsuki's tone is tense, barely restraining his annoyance. "Am I not enough for ya, dollface? Is that it?" His eyes are fixed on yours, something primal, almost predatory gleaming in them.

"Katsukiiii!" You huff, pushing at his chest. You're still reeling from the embarassment of being caught. "Don't wanna talk about it."

"Aw, now you wanna be shy? Didn't seem to be worried about that when you were moanin' my name with that fuckin' vibrator between your thighs." Katsuki tuts, squeezing your hip. "You were right there, too, huh? 'Bout to cum from that thing?"

You squirm underneath Katsuki, crossing your arms over your chest. You shouldn't be embarassed about it, really. He's your boyfriend, you live together, and have done much worse together in bed. And yet, you can't bring yourself to give him an answer.

"Aw, now you're ignoring me. We'll see how long you can keep that up." The fiery blonde growls, scooting down between your legs. With one hand, he finds your vibrator, while the other pushes your thighs further apart. "Keep 'em open for me."

You brace yourself as Katsuki clicks your vibrator back on, but nothing can prepare you for the sheer force with which he presses the toy to your clit. It makes you jolt, and instinctively, you press your legs shut. With a huff, Katsuki presses your legs back open, his fingertips digging into the malleable flesh. "Gonna have to start tyin' ya down now too? Keep. Them. Open." He presses the vibrator back onto your clit, watching how your hole clenches around nothing. He has to admit, he does like how you react to the toy. Katsuki keeps it on the lowest setting, making you squirm and whine for more.

"Kats, ah, please, need more, s'not enough!"

"First I'm not enough, now your little toy isn't enough. You're damn near insatiable." He laughs, pulling the vibrator away and replacing it with his tongue. Katsuki licks over your clit in long, slow strokes, an incredibly harsh contrast to his usual style. Usually, he eats you out like a man starved, but tonight, he's dragging it out and taking his sweet time. Gently, he nips at your clit, causing you to gasp and buck your hips up into his face. Katsuki grins and pulls away, bringing the vibrator back to your sensitive nub, this time on a higher setting.

"Oh, oh fuck!" You cry out, your hands fisting into the sheets. You're so sensitive from your own ministrations earlier that every touch, every movement, every vibration feels like it's been amplified by one hundred. "Katsuki, please, please, I'm so close!" You keen, bucking your hips up into the toy.

"Oh yeah? Now I'm enough for you?" He grunts, lightly smacking the inside of your thigh.

"Always enough for me, Katsuki! Jus' want you, please!"

"Yeah? Only me?" Katsuki whispers huskily, simultaneously sliding a finger into you and turning your vibrator up yet another level.

"Fuuuck, yes, only you!" You gasp out, clutching at the bedsheets as your orgasm crashes over you as Katsuki slides a second finger in. Your cunt clenches greedily around his digits, convulsing with each wave of your orgasm. Katsuki keeps the vibrator held to your clit and drags his fingers in and out of you, overstimulating you and keeping you from fully coming down from the euphoric high. "Too much, Kats." You whine, batting at his hands.

With a deep chuckle, he shuts the vibrator off and pulls his fingers out of you, opting to pop them into his mouth and suck your essence off of them. "I'm not done with ya yet." He states with a chaste kiss to your inner thigh. "Gotta keep my girl satisfied."

tags: @riotsgrl @sozila @dssstiny @kamislop @multiversejo @Katzukiss @deathscheduled

if you’d like to be tagged in my works, please fill out this taglist form!

[sozila]

yk how heinous it is that i didn’t even have to TRY and make my mii fall in love with sukuna 😭 in every world i’m down bad i guess!

ignore how she’s dressed for grippy sock jail i haven’t dressed her up the way i want to yet 🧘‍♀️

[cheeseboy382]

Meow

[sozila]

i love women 🥹

[sozila]

okayyy, question… 🧐

which do you want first?

dear future husband ch 3 (prohero!kiri)

party 4 u (denki angst oneshot)

requests (surprises! jjk)

Voting ended onMay 26

whatever has the most votes is gonna be the first post tmr! (monday)

[lacquerheadd]

“oh i’m not hungry…” WRONG!! take the goddamn sandwich

[sozila]

MEOWWWW I LURV HIM DOWNNNNN my man my man my man 😫

[sozila]

guys trust me i’m writing tmr on these flights 🧘‍♀️ also i got reqs so expect those soon tew 😛

ALSO ALSO: I GOT TOMODACHI LIFE AAHHHAHSHAHSHHAA prepare to be sick of me

[sketchyvero]

POP ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!1!11!!1!1!1

[sozila]

they’re so silly even

[sp1ritb0x]

I love Kirishima can you tell

[sozila]

meow i love the idea of collegeau!kiri smsmsm

[grenadehearts]

i see such a lack in reblogs lately and i js want to say that please please please reblog!!! it’s what pushes tumblrs algorithm, if you see artwork or writing you like please support by reblogging!

[kamislop]

!!

[updownandbatty]

right as fuckkk

[sozila]

the only way to support writers you like! please please reblog and comment :) notes do nothing!