#itadori fluff

[frenchcoucou]

Peepaw

ac: @miiuu1103 on X

[pockyum]

ᢉ𐭩 fem!reader, little yuji is cold in the middle of the night, so he cuddles up next to you and sukuna

it’s the middle of the night when you hear the door creak. you nuzzle into sukuna’s chest, thinking you’re just imagining things as you keep your eyes closed.

but small pitter-patters of feet make its way to your side of the bed, and a tiny hand tugs on the covers.

a soft hum of confusion escapes your lips as you rub the sleep from your eyes and squint at the blurry fluff of pink hair looking up at you.

“‘s too cold… can i sleep wif you..?” yuji asks, looking up at you with his big brown eyes as he clutches his little blanket and his tiger plushie held tight in his chubby arms.

“mhm, c’mere, baby,” you murmur, picking him up by the armpits and settling him in between you and ryomen.

a groan comes from said man, and he goes to turn on his back when yuji hits his chest.

ryomen stops turning and grumbles, “what’re you doing, brat? go back to bed…”

“‘s too cold!” yuji complains, moving to lay on sukuna’s chest.

“you’re going to make me overheat. get off.”

“nooo!”

“shhht!” you kick your legs and shush them, “figure something out and be quiet…” you murmur, already falling asleep.

silence occupies the room when suddenly yuji not so quietly whispers in sukuna’s ear, “i’m sleeping here,” while lying on his chest.

“you are not. get-“

sukuna’s interrupted when he’s kicked by a pair of colder feet next to him, and he scoffs. yuji tries to muffle his giggles in his hand but fails, as you can’t keep a smile off your face with adorable sounds like that.

as soon as you’re about to fall asleep, a large hand pulls you closer, having your back facing away from him instead of toward him now. your leg naturally lies on his, and your cheek presses onto the muscle of his arm, using it as a pillow.

he keeps a hand secure on your head and pats yuji’s back, and although the little boy is passed out, sukuna mumbles, “sleep, brats,” as he protects the two people he loves the most.

def taking reqs for them… gonna make this a series if i have enough ideas

[minminho0]

𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙳𝚁𝚄𝙽𝙺 𝙸𝚃𝙰𝙳𝙾𝚁𝙸 𝚈𝚄𝙹𝙸 ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

╰┈➤ 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟸 ⏤͟͟͞͞٭☆

╰┈➤ 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟹 ⏤͟͟͞͞٭☆

You don't know what you do to him.

Yuji itadori doesn’t realize he’s love-drunk until everyone else points it out.

it’s little things at first.

like how he suddenly forgets what he was saying whenever you walk into the room. how he’ll start a sentence, see you, and then just — pause. blinking, smiling like his brain rebooted.

“you were saying?” megumi reminds him.

“…wait what-? ”

nobara groans. “this is painful to watch.”

because the moment you sit next to him, Yuji’s entire attention shifts.

he leans toward you without noticing. laughs at things that aren’t even that funny. and whenever you say his name? his head snaps up immediately like you just called a very excited dog.

“yeah??”

“yuji, i literally just asked if you wanted snacks.”

“oh. yeah. yes. snacks are great.”

he turns pink the second he realizes how eager he sounded.

but the worst part is how soft he gets around you.

normally yuji is loud, energetic, bouncing off the walls — but when you’re tired or quiet, he automatically matches you. his voice lowers, movements slower, like he’s afraid of disturbing you.

one evening after training, you’re sitting on the dorm steps rubbing your sore arms.

yuji notices immediately.

“hey,” he says softly, plopping down beside you.

before you can say anything, he gently takes your hands and starts rubbing small circles over your palms — something he saw athletes do once.

“that helps the soreness,” he mumbles, cheeks a little pink. “i think.”

you stare at him.

because he’s concentrating so hard. brows furrowed. treating your hands like they’re the most important thing in the world.

megumi walks past, sees the scene, and sighs.

“he’s completely gone.”

yuji doesn’t even hear him.

he’s too busy smiling when you squeeze his hand back.

I guess he really is maybe a little too love drunk..

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[amourle]

ʚ ✉️ ⋆˚࿔ yuji has been waiting an eternity to play the role of super awesome supportive boyfriend when you’re on your period, but unfortunately for him, you’re not the best at staying on script.

ᝰ . itadori × reader ⌇ word count: 1.7K

itadori yuji loved to be needed by you.

it was the reason why when his phone vibrated, displaying your message of “raincheck? just got my period bleh :/” he immediately ditched megumi and nobara in favor of you, tossing a fleeting “sorry guys, boyfriend duties.” over his shoulder as he made a beeline straight for the nearest corner store.

the front door to your apartment clicked open, the rustle of plastic bags breaking the otherwise silence.

“baby, i’m here! i came as soon as—” the words died on his tongue when he finally caught sight of you. you, acting completely normal and finishing up with washing some dirty dishes. he cocked his head as a confused golden retriever would, the corners of his lips tugging downwards, dispirited.

the plastic bags spilled from his arms and onto the dining table clumsily—bags that were filled with all of your favorites. snacks, drinks, a little stuffed toy that reminded him of you, and even that one particular hoodie that you always found yourself stealing from him.

yuji often fantasized about being your knight in shining armor; his mind just couldn’t help but conjure up all sorts of scenarios in which he saved you heroically. whether that be from a super outrageous situation or something as mundane as the common cold.

he had thought about this specific scenario more than he would have liked to admit. he had thought about holding you so tightly, of you burying your face into his neck when your cramps got to be too much, of him rubbing soothing circles into your skin to help alleviate the pain. he was even packed with a full arsenal of knowledge about home remedies and what foods to avoid. itadori yuji had thought of everything.

when he walked in, he had expected to find you curled up in bed beneath the covers. to which he would have climbed in next to you, whispering that he was there to make it all better (corny, he knows). yet, there you were, standing in the kitchen as though you were completely fine.

“hey…” he pouted, visibly deflated. “i thought girls typically cramped and stuff. kugisaki said so.” his voice was low, the betrayal and disappointment beginning to cloud his eyes.

turning to him, you wiped your hands with a dish towel, eyebrows knitted in confusion. “well, i mean, yeah, but they’re not too bad right now.”

your boyfriend sank to his knees, the tile cold even through the fabric of his pants. all he had wanted to do was to impress you with his innate boyfriend abilities, but all he wanted to do in that moment instead was crawl into a hole and hide.

you chuckled at his dramatics. “yuj, you’re too good to me.” you were unable to hide the small smile that crept its way onto your lips. kneeling down with him, you wrapped your arms around his frame, placing a quick peck to the corner of his mouth. “my sweet, sweet boyfriend,” you cooed, pulling away just enough to pat his cheek lovingly. “let’s go watch a movie, yeah?”

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his eyes burned into your skull as you curled up on the couch with him. you shifted stiffly under his gaze, wondering what could possibly be going on in that brain of his. were you acting weird? did he know something you didn’t? was he plotting something, and should you be on guard? you scrunched your nose at all the possibilities, the action only causing him to lean in closer, anticipating.

“what’s wrong? anything yet?” he blurted, hovering over your body and inspecting every inch of you with his eyes. “how ‘bout now?”

you shook your head, pushing him off of you and laughing at his eagerness to serve you. it was odd, but there was also something endearing about the fact that he wanted to take care of you, of how he wanted to prove how good of a boyfriend he was.

“c’mon, babe, won’t you throw a poor guy a bone?” he whined and threw his head back against the cushions, body limp and beginning to slouch.

truly, you were feeling better than was typical for you; your body had decided to be kind this time around and kept your symptoms minimal and tolerable. but yuji didn’t know that, perhaps it would be best if you played along for just a bit without being too obvious.

“y’know, a nice cold drink sounds good right about now,” you said, tapping a finger pensively against your chin.

yuji perked up at your words, eyes lighting up with the utmost elation. “on it!” he saluted you before darting into the kitchen to dig through his corner store haul. not even two seconds later, he returned with two cans of your favorite soda, still ice cold despite them having been left on the table.

you thanked him with yet another kiss on the cheek, grabbing the can from his hands before returning your attention back to the movie on screen. somehow, you two had ended up agreeing on the longest series known to mankind, and somewhere in between the second and third movie the bright colors and rapid changing scenery had begun to make your head buzz.

that in combination with the strong vanilla candle burning on the mantle and your heightened sensitivity wasn’t the most ideal combination. the seed of a migraine had been planted and it would only go downhill from there, that much you knew. it wouldn’t be much longer before your body fully succumbed to the pain, but you also didn’t want to be a party pooper and bail out on yuji either. he was completely engrossed in the action, reacting to every scene and dramatic line.

you allowed your eyes to flutter closed, pressing the cold can of soda against your forehead in hopes of mild relief—no matter how short-lived.

what you had tried your best to make seem a casual, discreet act piqued your boyfriend’s interest. the thing about yuji was that when it came to you, he was observant and receptive. he took notice of all the subtleties—how you closed your eyes when there was a particularly bright flash, the way you kept your nose covered with the blanket, and the way you used your cold drink as a makeshift ice pack.

getting up from his seat, he extinguished the candle, placing it as far away from you as possible before clicking the television off, all while mumbling something about how that one in particular was the most boring of the series and he was tired of watching it. in truth, he wasn’t actually bored of it, but he’d never admit that to you.

when he did so, he couldn’t help but note the relieved, yet confused, look on your face. the blanket dropped from your hold and eyelids slowly fluttered open at the absence of the bright lights.

“you okay?” he knelt in front of you, the back of his hand resting on your forehead to check for fever.

you nodded, eyes closing once more. “mhm,” you hummed and leaned into his touch as his hand drifted from your forehead down to cup your cheek, his thumb rubbing gently at your cheekbone.

“i’ll be right back,” he whispered, lips finding their way to your forehead.

you listened as his footsteps faded away into the other room—the kitchen most likely—until the sound of his steps grew closer and once again he was kneeling before you. this time, however, with a glass of water and a small bottle of your preferred painkillers.

sitting up—hair disheveled and all—you took the pills, chasing them down with the glass of cold water. you had barely set the glass down when yuji hooked his arms underneath your legs and carried you into the bedroom. the bedroom where he had unmade the bed and drew all the curtains shut so it was as dark and comfortable as possible.

“just call if you need me, okay?”

you lied still as he walked out, not daring to move a muscle until you were able to hear him rustling around in the living room, cleaning up after all the snack wrappers and whatnot. your head went dizzy the moment you stood, but you did your best to power through and stumbled your way through the creaking door and into the hallway.

“yuj…?” you called out softly.

the rustling ceased. “hey, baby, what’s up?” he poked his head into the hallway where he caught you standing with a blanket around your shoulders.

“get in here and cuddle with me.”

a boyish grin that quickly evolved into a full-fledged cheshire cat smile stretched its way onto his lips. he didn’t waste a moment more, his body moving of its own volition, arms briskly sweeping you off your feet—as gently as he could muster so as to not aggravate your delicate state—before taking you back to bed.

his arms were strong around you as he shifted to fit himself against your body, chests pressed together and legs intertwined, before cocooning the both of you beneath the covers. his head dipped low, his lips finding purchase on your bare shoulder where the warmth seemed to seep straight through his lips and into his veins.

lacing your fingers with his, you brought his hand up to cradle the back of your head. you didn’t have to say anything for him to catch on, he immediately knew what you wanted and he would gladly give it to you. with his fingers massaging your scalp, you allowed yourself to relax under his touch, a small sigh slipping its way past your lips.

somewhere between yuji’s light touches and the painkillers taking effect, you found yourself nuzzling deeper into the cotton of his t-shirt, the smell of his detergent mixed with his natural scent making your eyelids heavy and lulling you in and out of consciousness.

“i got you,” he murmured, chin resting atop your head and arms pulling you in impossibly closer, his fingers never once daring to stop their caressing.

and though you were in pain and he hated that, a small, teeny tiny, little part of him was content enough with the fact that he got to fulfill some of his long anticipated boyfriend duties. even if not everything had played out the way he had originally imagined.

© AMOURLE please do not copy, modify, translate, or reupload!

[cinnablu3]

You aren't an old lady?

Older brother Sukuna x Preschool teacher reader ft baby brother itadori

Sukuna is a dickhead in the beginning

It was originally going to be Gojo or Toji ended up with Sukuna LMAO

[moviecritc]

best friend!yuuji itadori (who definitely doesn't have a crush on you)

best friend!yuuji itadori who somehow made it his life’s mission to make sure you never oversleep again. Every morning at exactly-too-early o’clock, there’s a knock on your door. Three sharp knocks, then his bright voice, “good morning!” before you can even pretend to be asleep. He doesn’t even wait for an answer anymore, he just barges in with all the chaotic enthusiasm of a golden retriever who learned how to talk.

The curtains? Ripped open in one dramatic swoop. “Rise and fucking shine!” he declares, like the sun itself works for him. You groan. He grins. “Come on, you said you wanted to get your life together this week!” You can barely open your eyes, and he’s already talking about breakfast, the weather and something ridiculous Gojo did yesterday.

best friend!yuuji itadori who’s way too proud of himself for making instant noodles for the both of you, calling it chef-level meal prep. He sits on your counter, swinging his legs while you eat. Again, just yapping however comes to his mind, enjoying your eye rolls and soft laughs.

best friend!yuuji itadori who claims he only walks you to class because “teamwork builds morale,” but somehow you end up sharing snacks along the way, bumping shoulders, laughing over inside jokes that no one else gets.

Nobara calls you “the married couple who forgot to get married,” and Yuuji just blushes so hard he nearly walks into a pole. You’re too busy laughing to notice how he can’t look you in the eye for a solid five minutes after.

best friend!yuuji itadori who always remembers your coffee order, your favorite candy and that one weirdly specific song you like to listen to when you’re stressed. He’ll just show up, holding it out to you with a grin. “You looked tired,” he says casually, pretending not to care, but the way his ears go red gives him away every time.

best friend!yuuji itadori who sometimes shows up at your door with the most random excuses:

“Hey, do you have sugar? I’m baking.”

“You can’t bake, Yuuji.”

“Okay, but I’m learning!”

Or:

“Want to go for a walk? I need emotional support while I buy shampoo.”

best friend!yuuji itadori who doesn’t realize how much he lights up around you. When you talk, he listens like you’re saying something sacred. When you trip, he’s there before gravity even finishes its job. When you text him, he smiles at his phone for so long that Nobara threatens to throw it out the window.

Megumi, of course, has given up trying to be subtle about it. “Just confess already,” he mutters.

Yuuji immediately turns bright pink. “What? I—no! We’re just friends!” he insists, only to get completely roasted when Gojo strolls by and says, “Sure, and I’m just a humble teacher.”

Everyone knows. Literally everyone. Except you.

yuuji itadori masterlist

[tteokdoroki]

mmm yuji playing volleyball… volleyball shorts… sweaty yuji…. muscular thighs…….. mmmnomnom mmyum

beach boy yuuji core yummy yummy yummy ….

he takes you for a walk on the beach during your lunch break, burgers from the local snack truck in this brown paper bag in one arm and the other reaching for your hand. there are probably kids from his surf class, who end up crashing your date and you don’t even mind cause yuuji is so good with kids, gentle and patient it makes your tummy do backflips so you don’t mind taking a seat in the warm sand n watching him do his thing with his students … who would say no to the show

yuuji taking off his shirt because he doesn’t want to get sweaty…gold honey skin catching in the warm hands of the sunlight. it shines… his chest big and plush, bouncing every time he skips up and down the little sandy volleyball court — that sea shell necklace he’s always wearing right around his throat that bobs with every gulp of water. his shorts oooo… his shorts are small and red and tight — squeezed around his thick muscled thighs and slender waist ….

if he’s playing with little kids from his surf class yuuji does a lot of dude for the ball, sand in his abs and dusted in his pretty pink hair — he hits the ball gently so that they can reach it and lift them up by their arm pits to hit the ball over the net. if yuuji plays with teenagers, he takes it more seriously to train them up — grunting and hissing with every slap of the ball across the yard, he flexes every time his team scores, does that big sexy yell guys do when they’re winning i think it’s very fun and competitive and he winks back at you every time.

the teens start teasing yuuji about how he’s showing off for you sitting back, laying on your tummy on your beach mat. probably talking about how hot you are and yuuji starts giving them noogies between plays. when he’s done he bounds back over to you, shirt loose around his neck and you’re already opening your soda up for him to gulp down — liquid seeping out of the corner of his mouth, down over his Adam’s apple.

yuuji has sand down his back, his hair is pink and sweaty and he smiles at you like he’s still catching his breath. you can’t help but throw your arms around him, hands mapping all over his muscled body and back as you kiss him like you want to consume him. tongue tackling his over his teeth, your fingers twisted in the roots by his scalp — moans poured past his lips as if to replace gus breath.

he tastes like cherry cola and sun cream. “what was that for?”

“i dunno,” you giggle, nose nudging his. “i think i just like when my man knows how to play ball.”

[kurosqki]

⤷ boyfriend yuuji who…

fem!reader ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

bf!yuuji who gets excited whenever you talk about your interests, even if he has absolutely no idea what you’re talking about.

bf!yuuji who always walks on the side closest to traffic. always treating you like the princess you are.

bf!yuuji who gets distracted halfway when you’re telling a story because he’s so mesmerized about how gorgeous you are. you’ll ask him what’s wrong and he’ll snap back to reality and say, “nothing, you’re just really pretty.”

bf!yuuji who accidentally starts talking about you in every conversation. “oh, my girlfriend likes that too,” “yeah, my girl told me about that”

bf!yuuji who loves buying you two matching items. matching bracelets, matching keychains, matching socks. his favorite holiday is halloween because he looks forward to the cutesy matching couple costumes.

bf!yuuji who is always willing to spend money on you. you’ll be staring at something in a store and he’s already pulling out his wallet. “nah, it’s okay. i got you.” he loves spoiling his perfect girl.

bf!yuuji who gets a little embarrassed when his friends tease him about how in love he is. everyone around him can tell he’s completely whipped for you.

bf!yuuji who hypes up every achievement you make.

“woahhh an 82 on your exam? let’s go!”

“but, it’s not even an 100…”

“okay and? you still did amazing, baby”

bf!yuuji who never shuts up about you after you start dating. enough that one day megumi groans and says, “here he goes again.”

bf!yuuji who loves physical affection so much. his arms around your waist, your hand intertwined with his, etc. if you’re next to him, he’s going to want to touch you somehow.

bf!yuuji who loves making out with you slowly. cupping your cheek while he leans in, his warm lips pressed against yours, his tongue exploring the inside of your mouth. there’s nowhere else he’d rather be right now.

bf!yuuji who always has thoughts about marrying you someday. he sees an old couple holding hands at the parks and wonders if that’ll be you two one day.

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© kurosqki

something quick to post since i’m graduating tomorrow. i’m so excited :D