“shhh” you whisper, nuzzling into baby!yuji’s hair.
the both of you are hiding behind your rooms curtain trying to stifle any sound, waiting for sukuna to get home.
the door clicks open with your husband announcing that he’s home followed by deafening silence.
confused, sukuna cocks his head, eyes scanning the living room, with no sign of the two of you.
“papa think we are gone?” yuji whispers into your ear, his voice is so adorable you want to eat his chubby little cheeks.
you nod, a lie. sukuna always knew if you were there or not, he could sense your presence. now it was up to him to play along.
“huh, guess nobody’s home” his voice echoes out, a curious tone in it making yuji’s ears perk up, sukuna’s footsteps stop outside your bedroom’s door.
“wow finally all the bed to myself? this day couldn’t get any better” he claims, his theatrical self only on display for his son’s amusement.
yuji squeals lightly sinking further into your arms and concealing his face. the motion ruffles the curtain alerting sukuna of your position, although the bunching up of the curtain in a corner was proof enough.
“hm, did my wife and my son really leave me?” sukuna questions looking around the room for the two of you, until finally he stops at the curtain.
“shh mama” yuji places a hand over your mouth, children were so clueless and endearing.
“huh i wonder if a little menace is hiding behind here!” he pulls back the curtain, revealing the both of you, yuji shrieks in response bursting into a fit of giggles.
you smile up at your husband with a blob of sunshine in your arms, one that looked exactly like him.
“you found us” you let out a soft breath.
“yeah” he leans forward to kiss you, “i did” while yuji climbs up his arm, dangling there and demanding another round of hide and seek.
Ghost glanced at his sergeant, grunting as he sat down, leaning down to untie his boots.
"Fed 'er." He grunts, undoing the knots. "Was cookin' one of my mum's recipes, felt like it."
He pulls a foot free. "Smell must'a wafted over to 'er 'ouse. She was my neighbour at the time." He explains, Soap listening intently. "Well, not too long later I hear a knock at my door. I check and there's this pregnant bird standing there, askin' if she can have some o' whatever I'm cooking."
Ghost looked up, standing to take his pants off now that his feet are free. "'ow could I say no to tha'?" He scoffs slightly, throwing the balled up pants into the basket in the corner. "Sweet thing like 'er coming up to a man like me? Mum would've come back from the dead if I did."
Soap chuckles a bit, pulling a fresh top over his head. "So ye fed a pregnant lass and she stayed?"
"Aye." Ghost nods, top off, mask pulled off as he begins wiping the eyeblack off his face. "Couldn't refuse even if I wanted too. She was a vision, mate. Big belly, glowing cheeks, and..." He trails off, remembering how cute you'd been, standing at his door, heavily pregnant and hungry for that delicious meal that lured you into his home.
"Lt?"
Ghost grunts. "Kept feedin' 'er. Like a damn cat, she kept coming 'round." He mutters. "Was there when our daughter was born. She put my name on the birth certificate and I knew I wasn't letting 'er go." He says, opening his locker, pausing as he took in the photo taped to the back.
You and your little girl, only a few months old.
From behind him, Soap hums.
"Think if Ah make my mum's pie Ah'll get a pretty lassie too?"
CONSTANT ⋆˚꩜｡ soft f! reader, fingering, reader wears a dress
SANJI KNEW HE FUCKED UP WHEN PUDDING SHOWED HER TRUE COLORS. The basket filled with a variety of food that he cooked with love is still hot and steaming—his expectations for her crumbled into pieces as he heard her spiteful, mocking comments towards him while he listened to her conversation with Reiju.
“Do you want to know how he proposed to me?”
Right, he expected too much from them.
A cigarette will calm him down. The stupid lighter did not even give him compensation because of the rain.
“What an idiot! Who’s gonna marry a failure like him?”
Tears brimming in his warm grey-blue eyes, his nerves were up to the roof while forcing himself to hold back a sob. Everything became black and white. Suddenly, the bouquet of flowers in his hand lost its vibrant color.
Sanji really was a fool for thinking a woman could ever love him.
He even fought his own captain for the marriage—going as far as to sever his connections with his crew, especially you. Sanji shuts his eyes tight at the painful memory of him glaring coldly at you, the last thing he ever wants to do to his…
His what? Calling you his friend wasn’t enough; he knew he’d be lying and underestimating his true feelings for you. You were someone that he holds very dear to his heart—and the one he hurt.
Sanji feels his body growing weak. There was no point in getting involved with Big Mom to protect his friends, and the confirmation that Reiju may be protected under her protection. Every calculation he had made was wrong.
He thought everything would be alright if he sacrificed himself.
Only the rain gave him comfort to hide his tears. He pulled himself away from them, wanting to just walk aimlessly forever to get away from his mistakes. To look from afar and be alone.
Were you all still there? He shamelessly thinks with regret and shame. Sanji wants to disappear forever—from hurting the people he loves, from trusting his enemies more than his friends, for thinking that he was doing the right thing.
Were Luffy and the others still fighting for him?
That hope disappeared when realization dawned upon him. He knew that it was too late for him to go back.
Of course, Luffy proved that wrong.
Tears pour out of his eyes as he witnesses his own captain waiting for him. From the looks of it, he hasn't eaten for many days— the bones in his body, the structure of his jaw too prominent for a normal, well-fed human.
Sanji could not help but feel frustrated.
Luffy would never let that happen. The others do feel the same way, especially you. Getting in trouble with one of the Four Emperors did not scare you one bit.
It was losing Sanji that did.
“Sanji..” His captain weakly calls out to him.
Luffy's appetite immediately became stronger as he picked up the scent of Sanji's cooking. Opening the bento box, it may look unappetizing, yet he did not hesitate to pick up a chunk of the food—he immediately recognized that each food holds a significance to his crew.
“SO YUMMYYYY!!”
He picked up the cooked pasta with his fork. Luffy was already replenishing his energy. "This is [Name]'s favorite food!” He lets out a giggle, savoring the twinge of spice in his taste buds.
Sanji's frustration waver at the mention of your name.
What face do you have right now? Will you ever forgive him?
Maybe it is for the better if you find someone else better than him. Sanji's heart clutched at the thought of you being with someone other than him. His eyes landed back on his captain, who was happily enjoying his food.
"Sanji, I'm here for you."
Wearing a white tuxedo, he remembered his moments while in enemy territory—how Pudding looked at him with such “love” even though deep down, Sanji knew her true personality.
"Can you make this for me?"
Your words rang over his ears, suddenly feeling his heart beat fast. He furrowed his eyebrows, missing the way your smile brightens up his entire day.
The way your scent makes him swoon when you walk past him, the way you reciprocate his flirtations without hesitation, the way your casual touches on his skin send him to a spiral of bliss, and the way you protect him when he has to deal with women who are considered a threat to his friends.
You're the only one.
When he hadn’t heard your voice from one of Brulee’s mirror pieces, he figured you were upset.
You should be. He could never blame you.
Hearing his friends' voices made him feel relieved. He was so touched to hear them miss him. They were crying for him, for his sake.
The guilt doubled over when you walk passed by him while being inside Capone Bege's devil fruit. It hurts when you still acknowledge him with a dim smile— as if he did not betray your heart.
He would rather have you act like Nami. It was too pitiful, undeserving of him to see you act kind towards him.
Have you not harbor any hatred at him at all?
Or have you finally moved on with another man which is why it is easy for you to brush him off?
.
“Sanji!”
Nami, Carrot, and Chopper shouted out to him with relief in their voices. He wore a grin as they latched onto him, taken aback when Sanji witnessed how Nami's teary eyes gazed upon him, making him touched.
“You guys..”
A moment of peaceful silence passed after successfully getting away from the enemies bombing them, with the waves of the ocean breezing to fill the noise.
Nami parted her mouth open.
“She's waiting for you inside, y’know,” She informed with a sentimental tone, making Sanji's heartbeat pick up. He can imagine his courage slowly slipping away at the thought of having to face you.
Sanji dragged his whole body inside the ship. His nose picked up the scent of someone cooking—the spices of bell pepper made him realize that you were cooking a dish. “[Name]-chan?”
Your ears finally perked up, hearing Sanji's voice for such a long time. You switch off the stove before turning to him. Sanji blinked before getting close to you with an endearing look, “You don’t have to tire yourself out! It’s my job to feed you all.”
You gaze at him without speaking, making Sanji wallow in guilt—you were free to shout at him, scream at him, hit him, and just let out your frustrations.
“[Name]-chan, l..”
Sanji’s lips quiver; tears were about to spill out of his eyes, making you alarmed. You immediately walk towards him, resting your hands on his shoulders while he wears a good white tuxedo.
“Why are you crying?” Your voice rang softly in his ears, making him sniffle. He can feel your soft fingers wiping the dirt away from his face.
You know the answer, but for once, you can't give yourself to be mad at him. You were just so glad to have him back on your ship.
Fingers wiped his cheeks, making him look at you with so much vulnerability. “You look good in a tuxedo, Sanji.”
You want to lighten up the mood with that remark, making only you chuckle in response to your own statement. “I didn’t you were that eager to be married that much,” You tease with a smile.
“I miss you, Sanji. I’m very glad you’re back,” Your fingers run through his blonde hair, getting a feel of his stubble—pinching the loose skin.
This makes you furrow your eyebrows, noticing that he looks skinnier than usual. "Have you been eating? Why do you look like you faced hell?" You click your tongue. “Did they beat you up? I expected something better from the Vinsmokes.”
Yes, he faced hell. Not only did he have to get to meet his shitty father again, but he had to face the harsh truth of the woman that he had to wed, who mocked his situation.
That his cooperation with the marriage did nothing to spare not just your lives, but his sister’s and his family in the East Blue—he was truly hopeless for him to rely on a half-assed relationship to avoid his problems.
Sanji wrapped his arms around you, and you let him. You missed the warmth of his embrace. He buries his face on the crook of your neck, your scent comforting him.
His mouth opened a little while holding back a sob.
You are a woman with a gentle and kind soul; he feels unworthy of your care. His knees already gave out as he let out an ugly sob; your arms automatically wrapped around his body. “Shh… shh…”
Sanji wept quietly, loving the warmth of your embrace as he took a shaky breath to calm himself down. He rested his head on your chest, letting himself become comfortable with getting vulnerable with you. No flirty remarks, no worshipping, no swooning—just a heart-to-heart talk with you.
He looks into your eyes with longing, wanting to show you how badly he missed you. How he wants to touch you more. How he wants to be closer to you than before.
But Sanji knew it wasn’t his right yet to love you until you had forgiven him. He pushed himself away from you, sitting across from you while turning his head away out of shame.
He should be ashamed! Who does he think he is?!
“I'm sorry, [Name]-chan. For hurting you, for not relying on you all..”
His words touched you, your hand caressing his jaw. You gave him a soft smile when his eyes already met yours.
Sanji flinched in response because all he can see is warmth and love in your eyes. It makes him want to curl up in a hole for experiencing such a blessing.
Don’t do this to me. Sanji thinks in sorrow and guilt.
“[Name]-chan… please get mad at me, punch me, beat me up, or even ignore me! Just please… you do not deserve to be with someone like me.”
.
“Is that so?” You look at him with an amused smile, enjoying how he panics. The blonde cook in front of you keeps muttering apologies and several ways to punish him for being a bad crewmate.
You tug his tie before your lips crash with his, effectively shutting him up with a kiss.
He was too shocked at your action, making his mouth agape. You slid your tongue inside his mouth, taking the opportunity to make him quiet. Your ears met with a whimper. “Nn—!”
Both of you exchanged salivas, the desire and the tension between you two fueled. Sanji wants to control himself and pulled away out of shock before it gets even farther.
“W-Why?”
“Don’t you have to make it up to me?” Your lips whispered like honey melting his mind, the ringing inside quieting down at the sensation of your lips peppering kisses on his neck. “Sanji, I only want you.”
Ba-dump
Did he hear you right? His heart is beating erratically, your confession rendering him speechless. Because he thought all of it was just one-sided.
That you’re only indulging in his flirtations out of boredom.
Ba-dump
“[Name]-chan!”
He can feel his blood rushing to his cheeks, his body trembling. Sanji choked on his saliva when he saw the hunger in your eyes while guiding his hand in underneath the hem of your dress.
The blood rushes down to his cock.
“Do you know how difficult it is for me to finish without you?” You whisper in his ear sensually, making Sanji gulp down the saliva in his throat at your erotic words—he lets out a breathy groan when he boldly slips his fingers into your panties, feeling the damp spot by rubbing you through them.
What color are you wearing right now? He feels his pants getting tighter.
It feels so warm in his fingers. He notices how your face tries to not scrunch up in desperation for more friction at his slow pace. He moves your panties in one side, the feeling of your wet pussy lips triggers his fingers like an electric shock.
Sanji tests the waters by giving a slight nudge on your clit with his finger, making you gasp. He crashes his lips once again over yours, swallowing your moans when he slips his fingers inside your cunt and slowly thrusting them with acute precision.
Shlick. Shlick.
You are so wet for him. He spreads his fingers apart inside your pussy— making your breath morphed into a muffled whine when you bite your lip.
You sound too beautiful, he doesn’t want the others to hear you fall apart. His cock desperately wanting to be free with how cute and messy you’re falling apart from his fingers.
The lust inside your body heightens quickly when you watch him lick his fingers and moan like he has tasted the finest dessert. “I’ll make it up to you, sweetheart,” he starts while his hand slowly falls on your lower back, peppering kisses over your neck. “In my room,” Sanji continued breathily, feeling himself salivate.
Fuck. Your sly hand untying his tie, quickly unbuttoning his shirt before you two head to his quarters with an intense gaze—he lets himself get dragged by you with a dazed grin.
Summary: four-year-old Yuuji didnt mean to bring up Mr. Gojos crush on you, which of course, leads to Sukuna's harsh teasing.
cw: fem! reader (reader gets referred to as girl, pretty, and mommy), curse words, suggestive language, lion king spoilers (lol)
wc: 1.8k
a/n: i love making sukuna an absolute menace. poor yuuji tho. i think i am going to introduce gojo as a character, because I think it would be entertaining to piss Sukuna off lol.
big brother au masterlist
“Su-kuna!”
“The fuck did you just call me?”
“Language,” You scold, not peering up from your book. Yuuji lays sprawled out on top of the both of you – his head in your lap, and practically purring in content when you gently pet the top of his head, while his little legs are on Sukuna’s thighs.
Yuuji giggles into your shirt, shaking his head mischeviously. “Bad word Su-kuna!”
In an instant, you feel the toddler being ripped away from your lap with a tiny screech. The noise startles you, and you perk up from your book to look to where the boy has gone to. But, you aren't surprised to see him dangling in the air by his ankle – Sukuna’s long fingers skillfully hold onto Yuujis chubby little leg tight enough to not drop him, but gently enough to not cause physical harm.
The boy doesn't seem to mind this position, being in it so frequently. Giggles and squeals leave the toddler's mouth as he stares at his now upside down brother. “You learning how to speak correctly?”
Yuuji nods his head, and his hands try to reach for Sukunas shirt. You rest your head on the man's shoulder, chuckling at the boy who was squirming in the air. “Uh-huh! F-Fush-i-guro taught me!” The dark haired toddlers last name was hard to pronounce, and it was amusing watching how Yuuji sounded it out.
Sukuna makes a loud groaning noise and you cover your mouth to hold back another laugh. “Of course you made friends with Gojo’s new brat. First he hits on my girl, and now his new kid is gonna manipulate this idiot.” He shakes Yuuji in the air to demonstrate his point, ignoring the squeals.
You roll your eyes with a laugh. “Just because Megumi taught Yuuji how to say your name correctly, doesn't mean the kid is manipulating him. Y’know Yuuji struggles with words sometimes.” You watch as the child in turn shakes his head in defiance, letting out a “Nu-uh!” that only makes you smile. You turn back over to your lover, kissing his cheek. “Aw, does it make you sad that our little Yuuji is growing up?”
“No,” he quickly rebuttals, “Brat isnt growing up fast enough. I am mad that you're not denying the fact that the white haired idiot is flirting with you.” You know that wasn't the full truth, but alas, Sukuna was extremely stubborn and would never admit that he didn't want his brother to grow up.
“Fush-i-guro says Mr. Gojo thinks you are pretty!” Yuuji announces, beaming at you from the air. You hold back a wince, smiling awkwardly back at the innocent words of the toddler. You watch as the boys cheeks begin to flush from all the blood rushing to his head, and immediately as if sensing it, Sukuna flips over the boy and instead places him on his lap, holding onto the back of his neck.
The action makes you smile, noticing the thumb that rubs gently at the pale skin. But when you glance at Sukuna, you notice quickly that he was anything but happy. Sukunas dark eyes twitches, flickering to you, and he speaks between his teeth. “Did he now? I may need to have a talk with Mr. Gojo next time I pick the little pest up. Does Fushiguro say anything else?”
“Sukuna,” you whine, realising that the hold on the boys neck was not out of affection – instead was used to trap the boy while he was questioned. “Y’know Gojo is alot. He just wants to–”
“Fush-i-guro says Mr. Gojo has a crush on Y/N!”
“Yuuji!”
“B-But, Y/N has a crush on brother,” the boy concludes, furrowing his eyebrows with a small nod. “Right, Ku–um–Su-kuna?” He turns up to his brother, doe eyed with his head slightly cocked to the side in question.
In response, Sukuna ruffles his hair, nearly sending the boy landing on his back. But, instead he giggles at the rough treatment, shutting his eyes and trying his best to stay upward. “The biggest crush. You make sure to tell the little brat that. Or else Mr. Gojo is going to try take her away.”
Your eyes widen and you push at his broad shoulders. “Sukuna! You're going to get him all worked up!” You exclaim, knowing the very sensitive (regarding you or Sukuna) child very well by now. You turn to the boy, whose own eyes widen as he trying to process the words. “Gojo is not trying to take me away.”
“He is going to take her away if you don't do anything, and little Megumi is going to have a new mommy.” Sukuna was grinning at the boy, as if his brother's fearful expression pleased him. You knew that he was being purposely dramatic – Gojo wasn't even technically Megumi's father, if there was a chance that you guys would ever get together (near zero) you would definitely not be the boy's new mom. But alas, Sukuna continues on with his words. “Thats why whenever you see the two of them talking you have to make sure you to scream as loud as possible.”
You cover the mans mouth before you he can spewl any more nonsense, but it was too late. Yuuji was already tearing himself from the man's lap and into yours – his lips begin to wobble and his eyes flood with tears. “Is-um-is that what you two talk about when I am with Mr. Nanami,” he warbles, thinking back to the multitude of times he has held onto his preschool teachers hand and watched you smile at the white haired man.
“No, love,” you reassure, turning your attention instead from scolding your lover to consoling the child. “Sukuna is being mean again. Don't listen to him. Mr. Gojo and I are friends.” You ignore the look that Sukuna shoots you, showing how displeased he is at the idea of you being friends with his least favorite person.
The boy sniffles, wiping his little fists on his face. “I-I dont want you to be Fush-i-guro’s mommy. You have to stay with me and Kuna! P-Please?” He doesn't even attempt to say his brother's name correctly, forgetting how he started the conversation all together. He was focused on trying not to cry, because his brother was sure to tease him, but it wasn't working out very well.
You kiss at his chubby cheeks, shaking your head with an exasperated look on your face, wondering how the hell you got to this conversation. “I am not, promise. I'm not going anywhere. Even if your brother is the worst, brattiest, malicious person alive, I have kinda grown attached to him. Besides, if I left who would I have movie nights with?”
“I am not a–” You shoot Sukuna a nasty glare, and he in return lets out an astonished laugh, but shrugs without care.
Your words make Yuuji perk up from your lap, and his eyes widen with glee. “You like movie nights too?” He was always begging for the three of you to watch movies together, but Sukuna always denies him considering it would end up being a cheesy Disney movie that Yuuji would fall asleep not even twenty minutes into.
“I love movie nights. Do you want to have one tonight?”
“Woah, woah, woah,” Sukuna butts in, and you spare him a glance. “Babe, we have plans tonight, remember?” He tilts his head to the side suggestively and you roll your eyes at him.
“Not anymore. Me and Yuuji are going to watch…”
“Human Earthworm 2!” The boy interjects, completely forgetting about his previous experiences with the movie, not good ones.
You poke at his cheeks, shaking your head. “I was thinking The Lion King.”
“Yes!”
“No,” Sukuna groans, covering his eyes with his palm.
You look at him with furrowed eyebrows. “No? Why are you putting your input in? You're not watching it with us.”
Sukuna, never have been told this before, looks appalled. “The fuck you mean?”
“Bad word!” Yuuji points to him in accusation, but Sukuna just ignores him.
You cock your head to the side, a sly grin pulling at your face. “You're not invited.”
“Why not?”
The two of you make eye contact for a long second, and after a moment or two, Sukuna sighs. “You're really mad about that?” You don't say anything, just continuing to stare at him. “Okay fuck–Yes that is a curse word, astute observation you brat. I am sorry for making the kid cry again.”
“And?”
Sukuna narrows his eyes at you, but you hold your ground. Then, he turns to the boy with a sigh. “Dont scream when you see Gojo and Y/N talk, alright?” He jabs his finger into the boys chest and Yuuji nods his head rapidly in understanding. But, a foxish grin pulls at the mans face and he says, “Instead…The moment you hear him talk to her, you bite his leg.”
He barks a laugh at the confused face of his brother, but when he looks up to you, the smile falters. “Okay, c’mon it was a jo–”
You point your finger to the door. “Couch.”
“You can't kick me out of my own room!”
You don't move your finger. Yuuji glances at you, cocks his head to the side, and then mimicks your action. “Couch!”
The three of you go silent for a long minute, and at this point the boy's hand begins to tremble from holding his hand out for too long. Eventually when Sukuna realizes that there was no point of reasoning, he lets out a dramatic sigh, before crawling out of bed.
When he notices your smug smile, he flips you off and you can't help but laugh at that. “I am coming back after the movie is done, ya hear?”
“If Yuuji does not fall asleep,” You tease in return, knowing the boy well, and Sukuna rolls his eyes.
His eyes flicker to the boy who was snuggling up to your chest, trying to find a comfortable position to watch the movie in. Sukuna chuckles to himself, opening up the door, before turning back to the kid one last time. “Hey brat,” he calls.
“Hm?”
“The father lion–Mufasa. He is my favorite character, so you'll bound to like him a lot. In fact, I sure do wonder if you'll get attached,” he muses, and your eyes widen when you realize what he is saying. Anything that is linked with Sukuna, Yuuji immediately falls in love with. This was bound to cause hysteria. “Enjoy the movie guys! Y/N have fun!” He calls, before shutting the door.
You pause for a moment, sighing into your hand. “Kuna likes the father lion? I want to see!”
You tried everything to avoid turning on the movie after that. But Yuuji, like his brother, was stubborn, and he desperately wanted to see the lion. He grew attached very quickly in that short period of time.
Deep laughs rumble through the house when Yuuji begins to sob over the animated lion's death. You lock the door, and Sukuna stays the night on the couch.
drabble: thinking about shoko cuddling her sleepy girlfriend
shoko is sprawled out on your shared couch, with her left arm tucked behind the small of her neck, resting on the arm of the couch. her arm has been numb for the past ten minutes, and the dull pounding intensifies with each passing moment. for a second, she considers shifting positions.
then she drops her head forward and fixes her gaze on your sleeping figure, and it takes no less than a second for her to abandon any and all ideas of movement. your cheek is smushed against her breast, and your arms are slinked around her torso. one of your legs is lying outside her own, while the other is thrown over hers. she slips her free hand onto your messy hair, smoothing it out affectionately.
taking in the sight of the drool sticking to your cheek, shoko feels embarrassingly giddy. the cuteness aggression gets intense, and she has to will herself not to squeeze the apples of your cheeks and shake you awake. she knows when you wake up, she'll be insatiable, biting on the fat of your triceps while steadying her gaze towards your blown-out pupils.
the thought makes her chest tighten. she tips her head back onto her arm (which she can no longer feel) and takes in a deep breath while closing her eyes. this lasts for five long seconds before she's firmly squeezing your sticky cheeks while muttering, "fuck the nap."
Sophia Laforteza X F! Reader Sfw Oneshot Archive (pt. 1)
The Kfic-library is a computationally compiled archive - please report issues/mistakes in my asks
updated: 2026-02-21
New York's Finest by @fellominaarcher
new york's finest s. laforteza
10,000 Hours - Sophia Laforteza X Reader by @ekonvilla
synopsis: a beautiful wedding between reader and sophia.
Dont Get Away. by @batzymen
- summary : y/n is a overworker until she met someone in the subway who changed her life. - warnings :...
Falling... For You by @moyavse
summary: where you date the shy, nerdy, superhero sophia laforteza. superman! sophia believer.
Independence (sophia Laforteza X Fem!reader) by @sophiatheworld
summary: youre a broke, tired college lesbian just trying to survive classes and freelance gigs. sophia, your first big client, keeps slipping past your walls with coffee, kindness, and things you swear you dont need. somewhere between banter and late nights, you realize shes the one thing you...
Can You Do Sophia X Manager!reader? Thanks You by @444zsecret
Follow The Leader - Sophia Laforteza by @lafortezanjz
summary: the ducks have settled in but they have taken a special liking to your leader
Tangled Start (sophia Laforteza X Reader) by @sophiatheworld
Ligaya by @nyxalastair
synopsis: cess and the misfits take a trip down into memory lane, reminiscing the times when sophia would do anything for y/n just to get noticed by her along with everything that had happened these past few years.
You Bought A What?! - Sophia Laforteza by @lafortezanjz
summary: how do you hide 3 ducklings you found and took home from your members? and what do you do if they find out?
Join Me In Death by @vivilvr
Still, You by @difficultlife
summary: you werent supposed to see her again, sophia, your first love, now so far away. but when fate brings you face to face, old wounds reopen, and the past refuses to stay buried. can you find a way back, or is it too late?
A Little Death by @vivilvr
Finally Going Thru My Inbox by @nakylvr
summary after a night drinking leaves you kissing your best friend, some feelings resurface. ones that you tried pushing away out of fear that she would feel the same.
Darkness Tenfold by @nakylvr
summary: some things arent always as they seem in the dark nights of the south. you know that. but when a mysterious woman shows up in your bar, you fail to notice those signs and stories your relatives told you time and time again.
Heyy, I Trust Ur Well!!!!! Also, Great Ask by @brnbeexx
hope youre doing okay lovely how would a confession with sophia go??
This Is Pretty Short, Sorry by @nakylvr
i need a one shot of the vampire sophia where shes always cold because like one day she comes home and then you notice how cold...
Race Of Your Life by @pupuyvs
Soft Spot by @maevebabyy
Carnal Desire | S.l by @katskisses
Uh-oh || S.gl by @veilonn
synopsis: ynphiaz moments on and off cam.
I Honestly Also See Her As Both by @marzinisbaby
wild thought. i know sophia is mostly seen as a vampire which i agree, but its here puppy eyes that make me think so much abt...
A Poet & Their Muse by @ekonvilla
synopsis: a poet yearning for their muse.
A Spark Of A Memory - Sophia Laforteza by @ekonvilla
synopsis: one argument, one accident
L O V E by @imaxdead
synopsis: sophia laforteza cant stop giving you heart eyes, and this weverse live is all the proof anyone needs.
I Love You by @byooungs
synopsis your dream living her dream.
Bloodline by @lara4eclipze
Hoops Over Heart by @jeeseth
sophia laforteza x f!reader . sophia is everything to youyour girlfriend, your world. but...
I'm A Sucker For You. by @lara4eclipze
i'm a sucker for you.
My Baby :( This Is Super Short But Here Is Something by @nakylvr
back car seat sex with gp sophia you thought sophia is picking u up to go on a nice late night date but it turns out the...
Crimson Love by @csuzlipofa
synopsis: on a moonlit night a vampire, pulls you into her world with a single bite, marking you as hers. unable to resist, you give in to her dark, irresistible allure.
Crazy by @nakylvr
summary: sophias first official mission assigned with you doesnt go exactly as planned
Thats Mine - Sophia Laforteza by @yuzeemin
synopsis: the wrong cat was brought home by sophia after she took her cat to a pet parlor without knowing that it belongs to a famous idol.
A/n: Hey!! Your English Was Great No Worries!! This Is An Awesome... by @xvmgnhao
hey, i wanted to ask for a story about the 7th member of katseye. she is two years older than manon and sophia and was the...
Ignite by @moyavse
summary: in the dark of the room you pay the price for making sophia jealous: naked, covered in wax, and begging for the pleasure she denies.
+ . Number One Girl S.l by @soeyekonic
synopsis haunted by a past relationship, you struggle with insecurities in your new...
Without Warning . Sophia Laforteza by @cineatros
Push Back. Sophia Laforteza X F!reader by @brnbeexx
chris grey - let the world burn y/n and sophia have never gotten along. every...
The World Can Wait Lara by @residentrayn
-the Missing Hours by @jeylalol
Sikatseye | by @solentient
profile 2 sophia laforteza | sophiathepurse, unfialtered 2002. your childhood best friend who was your...
. Too Late | S.l by @katskisses
Kiss Me Thru The Phone by @hrtbannerman
summary: where you and your two girlfriends had to learn how to handle the distance in some moments of your relationship.
Love Me by @spectrepetals
summary: reader is mad at sophia because she doesnt make enough time for her, but she cant phisically be mad at her and immediately folds when sophia starts seducing her as a way of apology.
A Night To Remember | Sophia Laforteza X Reader by @cumbiayluna
synopsis: you’re a songwriter trying your luck in the city. moving in, you realize you are neighbors with sophia laforteza, the city’s rising star. as the both of you get closer, a song emerges — and love, too.
The Quiet Kind Of Brave (sophia Laforteza X... by @sophiatheworld
summary: you ran away a year ago from home, from the noise of people who called love a mistake. now youre here, in a college that promises freedom but whispers its conditions.
Well Yes Thank You For Requesting by @nakylvr
heyy, how r u doing?? since you write g!p could we get some g!p!dom!sophia?? thanks a lot!
You Came? by @ningningeve
sophia laforteza youre sick and stop answering your phone. sophia panics, shows up, and takes care of you....
Never Have I Ever by @lyabc6
synopsis ; daniela invites you and sophia to be featured in a new video on her youtube, where the two of you play a game of never have i ever. simple enough, right?
The 4 Times She Shut You Down, And The 1 Time She... by @smizzy
katsuki's gf comes out the shower, but she forgot her towel; fem! reader
warnings: nsfw, nipple play, head (f receiving), fingering, dirty talk, pet names; good girl
🎐— y/n stepping out of the shower, looking around the bathroom gently but no towel insight. any mirror in the bathroom was fogged up, she sighed gently and opened the door.
🎐— as she went to the other bathroom to get a towel she heard the front door unlock, was katsuki home already?
🎐— before she knew, katsuki opened the door and stared at her naked body, y/n's face heated up, she looked around for a way to escape.
🎐— "i.. was just taking a shower.. and i forgot my towel." she explained gently, fumbling over her words as katsuki closed the front door and stepped towards her.
🎐— he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her collarbone gently, his right hand cupping her left breast. "mhh.. like hell you were." he mumbled and pinched her nipple.
🎐— then there she was, both naked on the floor, and y/n getting eaten out. katsuki's hands both kneading her tits while lapping at her cunt, swallowing all the juices.
🎐— the only thing she could do was whine and moan, while his groans shook her core, y/n's hands in his hair.
🎐— she mewled in pleasure, already feeling herself close, her thighs wrapped around his neck. he smiled and sucked on her clit gently, taking one of his hands and shoving two fingers into her pussy.
🎐— this was his favourite thing, coming home after a tiring day and just eating out his girlfriend. she always tasted so heavenly.
🎐— thrusting his fingers into her while licking and sucking on her clit made y/n see stars, her legs trembling and moans getting higher.
🎐— a few minutes later she came on his fingers and tongue with a soft cry, riding out her orgasm as she rubbed her pussy against his face, katsuki enjoying every second of it.
🎐— "such a good girl.." he mumbled out, feeling his dick painfully hard as he pressed it against the cold floor gasping gently, his mouth still on her cunt.
summary -> dinner with your husband, who is pro-hero red riot after his work. its your anniversary and you decided to do cook something special for him.
paring -> eijirou kirishima x f! reader
an -> no smut in this one. aged up eijirou kirishima. tell me if yall want a part two, if not i will end it here as a simple oneshot. little something while i work on part 4 of the bkg series.
wc -> 850
warnings -> cursing, suggestive, tell me if i missed any.
an -> buy me a ko-fi
its early in the evening. you are in the kitchen, cooking dinner for your husband after this shift. actually, you arent cooking just anything. but his favorite meal and dessert. gyudon with some apple crumble pie.
your man is a fan of meat dishes and gyudon is one of his favorites. it was currently 20:21 on a nice, slightly chilly evening in august. you had just gotten out the shower, stirring between pans and pots. dressed nicely in a silky navy robe, with your cream coloured slippers. your softly brushed curls bounce with you where ever you move.
by 20:30 you heard the door unlock, signalling that your husband was home. you rushed over to greet him.
"heyyy eiji!!!" you said excitedly, jumping into his arms. no matter how tired he is, he will always catch you.
"heyy baby, you are sure energetic today." he said, rubbing your back gently. you stepped on the floor again.
"of course, today is special after all. what? did you forget?" you said with your hands on your hips.
"i certainly did not, but you couldve for sure made me forget with how beautiful you look." he said with a soft smile, before he stepped a little bit back into the hallway.
"tadaa!!" he said handing you a bouquet of your favorite flowers.
"oh my god, eijirou. they look so beautiful" you took the bouquet into your hands and smelled it. "thank you!!!" you said, giving him a peck on his lips.
"youre welcome. give me some time to change, ill be right with you." he said kicking off his boots and stepping into the nearby bathroom.
"okay! i prepared a bath for you, clean towel is hanging on the rack." you shouted as you stepped once again in the kitchen. placing the flowers in a vase and gently setting it on the dinning table.
after about 30 minutes, kirishima stepped into the living room with a gray tshirt, and black sweats. his hair was down, drying on a towel.
"heyy, what you cooking?" he spoke softly, wrapping his arms around your waist, and burying his head in the crook of your neck. "you smell nice..."
"thank you, baby. im making gyudon for dinner. and for dessert i prepped an apple crumble pie, your favorites!" you said, turning your head just slightly, enough to make eye contact with him.
his eyes softened, that warm, heart-melting look he saves only for you. "you are incredible." he murmured, squeezing your waist a little. "you always take notes of everything."
you laughed quietly. "well. it is our anniversary after all. i wanted it to feel special."
"it already does, always does. even if you dont do anything to make it feel that way." he said, leaning in to kiss your cheek, slow and grateful. a little tired from work but full of love for you. he pulled back only when the smell of food made his stomach growl loud enough for you both to hear.
"hungry, hero?" you looked over your shoulder.
"ive been thinking bout your cooking since lunch" he admitted, rubbing his stomach. "now that i know its gyudon. cmon you should know that i am a simple man."
"well then, eiji. go sit and ill bring everything."
he didnt move, instead he lifted your hand and kissed your knuckles. "let me help you, its our night. we can do it together."
you rolled your eyes, trying to protest, but he was already grabbing chopsticks and setting them neatly beside the plates. his movements were soft and careful. alongside the champagne and some champagne glasses.
when you placed the bowls on the table, he pulled out your chair like the gentleman he always forgot he was.
"thank you, eiji." you said, sitting.
he sat across from you, hands folded, smiling lovingly.
"happy anniversary, baby."
"happy anniversary, eijirou."
you clinked your glasses together, the warm evening glow filling the room. he took a bite, immediately closing his eyes with a satisfied sigh.
"holy… this is amazing. like, ten times better than the last time you made it."
you raised a brow proudly. "that’s because this time i didn’t burn the onions."
he laughed, loud and genuine, leaning back in his chair. "you’re perfect."
then dinner flowed easily, full of soft conversation about his work, his days with the explosive hero he works with, some gentle teasing, and the kind of warmth that made the rest of the world disappear.
when you brought out the apple crumble, his eyes lit up again.
"no way… dessert too?" he said, sitting up straighter. "you’re spoiling me over here."
"maybe a little."
"then im returning the favor after we eat," he whispered with a smirk, cheeks just faintly pink.
you nudged him with your foot under the table. "huh? and what exactly do you mean by that?"
he grinned, slow and boyish, leaning forward with his elbows on the table.
"you’ll see."
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