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“Sleep, Cho.”

Soft pants left your lips as your palms rested against your boyfriend’s heaving chest, imprints of your nails on the firm flesh of his shoulders. You’d just rode your poor, sweet boyfriend into oblivion after all.

“Are you okay, Cho?” You murmured, trailing your hand up to his damp cheek and rubbing his salty tears and sweat away.

He nodded, leaning into your hand. “M-Mhm…” Choso hummed, still going through the aftershocks of his nth orgasm. A soft smile grazed his lips as he settled even deeper into your touch.

You smiled too, slowly lifting yourself off his member. A soft slap against his skin broke the silence as you sat on your side of the bed. “Sit up.” You whispered, rubbing his chest. He quickly (as possible) obliged and rested his back against the headboard with a soft wince at the cool material.

“Here, drink it.” Your hands placed a glass of water that was on your nightstand into his own.

Choso drank it in maybe two gulps, then sighed with ease as he leaned onto your shoulder.

“Hmm… we should do that every night.” He suggested with an even wider smile, kissing your cheek and making a small noise of protest when you moved to get up from bed. “Where are you going?”

“To run a bath.” You replied before pressing a kiss to his forehead.

You came back a few minutes later to find him laying down, his arms wrapped tightly around your pillow, staring in the direction of the bathroom connected to your shared bedroom. He immediately perked up at the sight of you.

With a smile, you walked over to the bed while he sat up again. “Come on, babe. Let’s get in the bath.” You said to him, pressing your lips to his hand and pulling him up to his feet. He followed you to the bathroom and sat in the tub, sighing as he basked in the warm water. You got in with him, settling onto his lap.

“Mmh…” he hummed, nuzzling your neck. You reached to your side, grabbing a bottle of body wash and splatting some onto his loofah. The scented soap lathered against his skin as you rubbed the object along his back. “That feels nice.” He mumbled tiredly.

“Yeah?” You asked, trying to keep him awake so he wouldn’t pass out in the water.

“Mhm.” He confirmed, leaning against you even more as you scrubbed his arms.

“Don’t fall asleep, Cho.” Another soft noise of protest came from your boyfriend. “Cho.” You warned. He kissed your neck in response, his lips curved up in a drowsy smile against your skin.

The two of you got out of the bath after you washed yourself off as well. Choso could barely get dressed before collapsing onto the bed. You smiled and laid down beside him.

“Tired?” You asked, tucking his hair behind his ear.

He nodded, his eyes shut as he wrapped himself around you.

“Sleep, Cho.” You whispered, kissing the crown of his head as he buried his face into your neck again.

“I love you…” he mumbled softly.

Your lips formed a soft grin into his soft hair. “I love you more.”

A grunt of disagreement came from him at that. He smacked your hip, too spent and sore to argue about who loves who more right now. “No.” He whined. “Just sleep, please.” His words were muffled against your neck.

He heard you laugh. “Fine, fine.” You agreed. “But I still love you more.” You whispered, tightening your arms around him.

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Toji loves his chronically online wife!

The sound of skin being smacked erupted in the kitchen, followed by a grunt of surprise and a giggle.

“Stop doin’ that shit.” Your husband grumbled, his voice holding no real malice.

“Not my fault it’s so tempting.” You replied. “Especially when you’re bent down like that…” your voice trailed off, a slight smile on your face as you ogled your husband.

Toji was peacefully looking for something in the fridge when you came over and smacked his ass that was on full display in his sweatpants. He should’ve expected it, really. You always took any chance you got to do it, and that was the perfect moment.

He chuckled, standing up straight. “Y’know, usually a man is the one who does the stuff you do to his wife.” Your husband murmured, pulling you closer by your waist.

“Are you insinuating that you’re my malewife?” You retorted. “I mean, I am the breadwinner here, so it checks out.” The comment earned a scoff behind a knowing smirk.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m your ‘malewife’ or whatever bullshit you see online nowadays.” He teased, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. Even throughout all the jokes and random comments, he still loved you. It was something he enjoyed being around.

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“Babe,” you called out, laying on the couch with your eyes glued to your phone.

Toji didn’t tear his eyes away from the TV displaying some random show he liked, responding with a simple “Hm?”

“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

Silence.

What the fuck did you just say?

“… what?” He questioned, slowly turning his head towards you.

You repeated the question.

“No, I heard you. I said ‘what’ because what the fuck does that even mean?” He understood these questions less and less every single day.

You sighed dramatically. “Oh okay, so you hate me and want me to die. Gosh.”

“I didn’t say that!” He retorted with a laugh, leaning down to lay his body on top of yours without completely crushing you. “I’m gonna put a timer on your screen time.” He threatened.

“No.” You immediately shielded your phone from him.

This went on for about five minutes before a groan was heard from your stepson.

“Get a room.” He grumbled, heading over to the kitchen.

“This is our house.” Your husband shot back, getting up from the couch before helping you up as well.

“Are you hungry, Megs?” You asked, following him to the kitchen. Toji followed you as well.

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Toji stirred in the middle of the night, glancing over at your side of the bed to see you not-so-silently snickering at your phone.

“Hey, why aren’t you asleep?” He rasped, turning over to wrap his arms around you. “Don’t you have work in a few hours?”

You nodded. “Yeah, but I needed to use the bathroom and I couldn’t sleep anymore when I came back.”

He rolled his eyes. “Could’ve just woken me up.” He said to you, “c’mon, babe. Put the phone down.”

When you didn’t oblige, he sighed and grabbed your phone from your hands before placing it on his nightstand. “Hey-” you protested.

“Nope.” His arms tightened around your torso and arms, caging you in with your face pressed against his chest. “Sleep.” He demanded.

“I can’t if you’re suffocating me.” You retorted, your voice muffled by his skin. “But I guess I’ll die a happy woman between your pecs.” You teased.

“Enough.” He lifted your body only slightly so you wouldn’t be smothered. “Just go to bed. Can’t have you fainting at work later.” That earned a sigh from you.

You really just wanted to watch your phone until you eventually fell asleep. “Fine.” You mumbled reluctantly.

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Toji arrived home from work, surprised that you were already home. You usually got home after he did, but he was happy nonetheless.

Until he heard you giggling at some random video as you made dinner.

“Oh, God, what are you watching now?” He asked before hearing probably the most insane sentence he’d ever heard in his life.

“WHAT’S ABOUT TO HAPPEN IS THAT I’M ‘BOUT TO STRIP ALL MY CLOTHES OFF AS SOON AS I END STREAM, AND I’M GONNA TAKE OFF RUNNING AND I'M GONNA RUN SO FAST MY BUTTCHEEKS ARE GONNA CLAP THE WAY THERE'S GONNA BE TURBULENCE THAT’S GONNA LIFT ME INTO THE AIR AND I'M GONNA BE FLYING IN THE AIR BECAUSE MY BUTTCHEEKS ARE CLAPPING SO FAST TOGETHER THAT IT’S CREATING WIND RESISTANCE AND I FLY OFF INTO SPACE AND I BECOME A NEW PLANET THAT THEY DISCOVER AND THEY’RE GONNA NAME ME ‘SETON B’ OR SOMETHING, THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT’S ‘BOUT TO HAPPEN.”

“What the fuck?” He scoffed, watching you laugh your ass off at some streamer you liked said. “Babe, no, seriously, what the fuck?” He repeated, coming up behind you and turning the video off.

“Sorry, babe. He’s so funny.” You said, stirring the food.

“I really need to manage your screen time.” He mumbled.

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@hypnoticchar

I don’t really like Lana Del Rey that much but I do like this song :p

I NEED him to tape me down

Computa, play Choso whimpering at max volume. And turn on noise cancellation.

“He’s 150 yrs old.” Idc I need that senior citizen

Long time, no see.

CW: Kenjaku, angst, Suguru x reader, mentions of nausea

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You sighed as you entered your home with your hands full from bags of groceries, kicking the front door closed and locking it.

“Girls! I’m home!” You shouted. After the war many called the “Night Parade of a Thousand Demons”, you took in the twin teenage girls your late ex-lover adopted, Mimiko and Nanako. You weren’t obliged to, but you didn’t like the idea of them being alone, so you gave them the option to come live with you.

No response came from either of the girls, though. It immediately made you pause when you finally set the bags down on the kitchen counter.

“Girls?” You called out, peaking your head through the doorway that connected the kitchen and the hallway.

Immediately, you felt a cursed energy that you were very familiar with aside from the Mimiko’s and Nanako’s cursed energy. It was a sudden shift in your home that made your stomach drop. You hadn’t felt it when you first entered.

Suguru’s cursed energy.

It couldn’t be. Right? He’s been dead for nearly a year.

But why could you sense him?

“Nanako, Mimiko!” You activated your technique without thinking, running down the hall and to the bathroom. You picked the lock with a bobby-pin you’d placed on the doorway when you’d first moved in before opening the door.

“Stay back!” Nanako yelled, holding her phone up. Mimiko was right behind her, holding her doll. They both looked terrified.

“Hey, it’s okay, it’s me.” You said cautiously, holding your hands away from your body.

Their eyes were wide and they were shaking. You were about to ask what was wrong when you felt it again. His cursed energy. Both their gazes drifted behind you before they tensed again.

Before you could turn around, you heard him. His voice.

“Darling… long time, no see.”

The sound was like sweet honey on your ears. Soft and deep in a way that wrapped around you like a warm blanket on a cold night.

But you knew it wasn’t him.

You turned around, the sight knocking the wind out of you. It really was him… but it wasn’t at the same time. How could it be Suguru? He died after the war.

“Who are you?” You demanded, your guard shaken, but still up.

“Have you truly forgotten about me? That pains me to hear…” he murmured. “I’m Suguru Geto.”

You shook your head. “I know who Suguru is, but you’re not Suguru. So, tell me who you are.”

The grin on his face dropped before forming into something more sinister. This couldn’t be Suguru. Even if he was somehow alive, this just couldn’t be him. He’d never scare Nanako and Mimiko like this. You? Maybe. But never his daughters.

He chuckled, pulling at a thread in his forehead.

“My, my… his memories of you are truly accurate.”

Mimiko and Nanako gasped. You felt a rise in your throat.

A sick smile on the face of the man you once loved as he removed the top portion of his head like it was nothing, revealing a brain with a pair of teeth.

“So observant and strong, but you have a clear weak spot.” He said mockingly. “You’re not foolish, but your heart is.”

You covered your mouth to keep your nausea at bay.

“Very well… goodbye for now.” He said, placing the shell of the top of Suguru’s head back on before quickly vanishing with the aid of a cursed spirit.

Your knees immediately gave out, causing you to fall to the tiled floor of the bathroom. The girls wasted no time to rush by your side.

“Y/N!” Nanako called out, kneeling to your side while Mimiko sat at the other.

“I…” you paused. “You two are okay, right? He- that thing… it didn’t hurt you, did it?” Your gaze shifted back and forth between the both of them, scanning for any sign of injuries.

“No, we’re okay…” Mimiko assured you before both of them stood up and helped you to your feet, making sure you were okay.

“… I need to call Satoru.”

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