#sometimes...hurting people is entertaining

[creative-hanyou-girl]

Y'all I so want to participate in InuKag Week but I don't think I even have the energy to pick up a pen let alone draw stuff 😩😭

[murkytowels]

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[satoruslovey]

Frat!sukuna x soft!reader

How fratboy sukuna changes after soft!reader and him are togetherᥫ᭡.

This is a reference to this series

Frat king.

That’s what they called him, some still do, the title used to live under his skin, when the neon lights beamed off the walls, and girls were hanging off his arms while that smirk cut through the haze like a sharp blade. Attention was easy and addictive.

For a while it served him, it was enough.

The parties still happen, red cups are still littered everywhere, his frat bros still chant his name while he walks into the house late, broad shoulders filling up the doorway, posture still showing

but he doesn’t bask in it anymore. It doesn’t give him that rush, which used to fill his veins.

Because now,

The king has been conquered,

By you.

And the worst part? He almost lost you before, He makes sure that it never happens again.

He works on it everyday since you got together, who would have thought sukuna would change in such ways.

He’s attentive in a way that almost feels unreal once you know who he used to be.

Sukuna notices everything now.

Not just the big things either. Not just the obvious , but tiny things. The kind of details people only catch when they’re looking at someone carefully, constantly.

He notices when your smile starts looking tired instead of happy. Notices when you get quiet in crowded rooms and instinctively shifts closer, big hand settling against your lower back like an anchor. Notices when you’re picking at your nails too much and silently pulls your hands into his lap to stop you.

You mention liking a snack once and suddenly the kitchen is stocked with it.

You say your shoulders hurt after studying and he’s behind you ten minutes later, rubbing slow pressure into the knots without saying a word.

You get cold easily, so his hoodies start appearing around you before you even ask. That’s been a thing since the first time you wore his hoodie that night. Draped over your shoulders at parties. Left folded on your dorm chair. Tossed at your face with a muttered, “Put it on before you start shivering.”

And the thing is, he remembers.

Everything.

The old Sukuna forgot names by morning. Forgot conversations five minutes after having them. But with you? He remembers your coffee order, your exam dates, the movie that made you cry when you were twelve, the fact you hate sleeping angry because it makes your chest hurt.

He listens now, really does, because he learned the hard way what happens when he doesn’t.

Sometimes you catch him watching you during parties.

Not in the arrogant way he used to look at people, like they existed for his entertainment. His eyes are softer now, With Fondness. Almost disbelieving.

Like he still can’t fully process that you chose to stay after seeing the ugliest parts of him.

And Sukuna repays that trust with devotion.

By making sure you eat when you forget.

By charging your dead phone before you notice.

By walking on the outside of the sidewalk without thinking about it.

By memorizing your moods like they’re coursework he refuses to fail again.

By getting you notes when you miss a class because he knows you work hard.

He’d rather carve tenderness into his own bones than ever be the reason your eyes lose that softness again.

Yeah, Sukuna wouldn’t have it any other way ᥫ᭡.

note: this is just whatever, just wanted to write something <3

[altades]

Family reunion! But they all crazy!!! Shenanigans ensue

Intro to the AU under the cut. Feel free to ask questions!

When Splinter was escaping from Draxum, he accidentally dropped the kids and ultimately managed to save only Mikey. Donnie was left with Draxum, Leo was found and given to Big Mama, and Raph ended up under The Foot's feet.

Mikey

Mikey lived a completely ordinary life with his father in the sewers. He was an energetic and happy child, loved to draw, dance, and skate.

However, over time, he began to get lonely. He didn’t really have anyone to talk to aside from Splinter.

Splinter decided to go to the Hidden City so his son could interact with other mutants. While Splinter worked construction jobs, delivery, in restaurants, and wherever else he could to earn money, Mikey socialized with other workers and entertained himself. As a teenager, he started going shopping on his own. He loved chatting with all the vendors at the market. When he was about 7 years old, he met April, who got lost in the tunnels.

In general, Mikey lived a pretty normal life, not worrying about anything – just having fun, watching movies and training. He hung out with April around New York and Hidden City, doing silly “ninja” things and eating pizza. Mikey did feel lonely sometimes, like he was missing something crucial, and never forgot his imaginary friends from childhood – Red, Purple and Blue.

Raphael

Raph grew up with the Foot Clan. They found him on the street and took him in. He had an incredible talent for fighting and brutality, and they were happy to nurture that talent.

One day after a big argument with his gay uncles, Raph ran away. He loved animals, and when a stray cat came to ask for food and pets, he tried to hug it to calm down. But as a 6-year-old child capable of crushing stones with his hands he couldn’t control his strength and broke the cat’s spine. He was very careful about hurting small friendly things after this.

When he was about 9 years old, a human girl named Cassandra was brought into the clan and handed over to Raph. That's how he got a troublesome younger sister whom he was in charge of.

Raph is incredibly loyal to his "family," but he treats the whole villain thing more as a fun game than anything serious.

Donatello

Don stayed in Draxum's lab and was raised directly by him. Draxum had high hopes for him, very specific ones too. There was an image of the perfect mutant warrior that Donnie was supposed to embody. However, Donnie only excelled in science and lagged behind in martial arts and mysticism.

When Donnie was about 9 years old, he met Leo at some fancy family gathering. After that, Mom and Draxum began organizing social outings for them that Donnie (and Leo) couldn't stand. However, thanks to Leo, Donnie got his hands on his first piece of human technology. Draxum hated phones and computers, but Donnie fell in love with them at first sight.

Thus began Donnie's obsession with robotics and programming, sponsored by his brother. In his teenage years, Donnie went through a rebellious phase and started constantly arguing with Draxum about technology. It all culminated in a huge fight after their 16th birthday with Leo. Donnie showed his father all of his endless inventions by fighting him and almost nuking the lab, and when Draxum rejected them again, he couldn't hold back his tears. In the end, Draxum gave in.

Now Donnie has a whole business, sponsored mostly by Leo, who in turn gets to own a lot of his genius tech. Leo also finds customers for him, since Donnie hates talking to the rich assholes.

Leonardo

Leo was brought to Big Mama, who decided to raise him as a replacement for her beloved Lou Jitsu. The first 5 years of Leo's life were completely normal. He had a nanny who raised him, fed him, and played with him. Leo never saw Big Mama up close or interacted with other people, but he was too young to care.

When Leo turned 5, Mama visited him. She showed him recordings of Lou Jitsu's fights, and Leo was inspired. Subconsciously, he realized that Mama was setting an example for him. From then on, Leo began practicing martial arts every day. Aside from training, nothing else was expected of him, so in his free time he did whatever he wanted. Mostly he watched recordings of Lou Jitsu and explored their large country house.

When Leo was about 7, he started playing chess with his master. Leo quickly understood the rules, and after just a few months of constant play, he won. Then he kept winning again and again. About a week later, Mama came to visit him. She suggested they play a game. Leo, of course, lost, but Big mama still smiled at him. She even patted him on the head! Leo would chase that feeling for the rest of his life.

When Leo was 9, Mama took him to a rich people gathering for the first time. There he met Donnie, and from then on they became brothers. At such fancy gatherings, Leo had to meet and make friends with many wealthy yokai, and especially their children.

When Leo was 12, and everyone knew about his closeness to Big Mama, he was kidnapped. Leo didn’t know if Mama would come to save him, so he escaped on his own. When Mama found him, covered in blood, something changed in her face. It was the first time she picked him up and cradled him in her arms.

When Leo (and Donnie) turned 16, Draxum gifted them mystical weapons. Donnie didn’t like it and had a huge argument with their father over it, but Leo was happy. At first, he struggled to create portals, but after several months of training, he finally succeeded. From then on, Mama began assigning him to deal with more and more important tasks.

By the age of 18, Leo had already built quite an impressive network of personal connections and earned respect within Big Mama's family, and the whole underbelly of the Hidden City. He sponsors Donnie's inventions and ensures Hueso's safety, makes deals, offers protections and all that junk. But he still sometimes dreams of having a normal life.

[onlyfanfictasies]

miss us? inspo: @bananamilumpia

a couple months ago you and sukuna broke up, reasons unknown to mostly everyone else obviously except from you two. obviously you couldn’t bare the thought of telling his younger brother yuji, that sukuna was entertaining other ladies when you guys were dating. so you reluctantly argeed to lie to yuji and tell him it was a mutual decision.

not that sukuna wanted to break up, the only reason he was “entertaining” other woman was because he was drunk and was out with his bad influence of a friend, toji. someone recorded it and with you getting the wrong impression you both broke up, you do kind of regret it though..

5 months later, since you were yujis emergency contact. sometimes they’ll text you when he missed school or was late or in this case, when he has a school play. your first instinct was to just go, the. you remembered sukuna will obviously be there.

after 2-3 hours of debating, you finally text him:

you: “ryo ryomen”

sukuna: “yes woman?”

he always had the worst nicknames for his own girlfriend, but of course you missed it.

you: “uh, so I know yuji has a play tomorrow. I was wondering if I can go is that okay?”

sukuna: “yh, jst come I’ll buy a ticket for you.”

you: “yu sure? it’s probably only $5”

sukuna: “$10”

you: “oh nvm, thx see u then”

sukuna: “thought so, see u ig”

your literally shaking, you haven’t seen sukuna ever since you guys broke up. does he want you to sit next to him the whole time? what if he tries to explain yourself, you might cry on the spot you’ve always been emotional. plus when you broke up with him he cried too, and sukuna NEVER cries. he claims it’s weak for him to cry.

shit.. you don’t know what to do.

anyways, the next day comes up and you decide to wear Yujis favorite colors, red and black so you put on a red long sleeve, shows a bit of cleavage but you hope sukuna is mature enough to look you in the eyes plus it’s your only red top, the you put on black ripped jeans.

you drive to yujis school and take a couple deep breaths and get out of the car and look down at your phone to text sukuna, but you feel a tap on your shoulder.

“hey…”

you turn around slowly, first you see his chest— fuck. how you miss his huge chest.. you look up and he’s looking down at you with a straight face. “uhm, so-“ “you have to sit next to me, if you don’t want to I’ll stand in the back. he hands you the ticket and walks away. “it’s fine— hey wait!”

you both sit down next to each other, you lean back into the seat and sigh. you feel his eyes on you, you never have to look at him to know that he’s staring right at you. “do you wanna talk about it?” he whispers calmly, he’s never been this serious even when you guys were dating.

you look over at him, you have to stay mad at him. “talk about what sukuna?” “stop.. don’t call me that” he sounds hurt, ugh you hate when he using his whiny voice with you. “about what ryo?”

“why’d you leave if you know I didn’t cheat” you sigh still staring at yuji and when he gets on stage you clap along with a few other parents. a smile plastered on your face until you turn to sukuna. “because why the hell are you in the same section with another girl for?” he pouts. “baby it was—“ you glare at him. “y/n.. it was some girl toji invited over, I didn’t wanna be rude.” “you never care about being rude to other people.” “okay okay, fine I just didn’t wanna mess it up for toji okay? you know id never cheat on you” he puts his hand on top of yours “just at least forgive me, that’s all I need.”

you groan and pinch your nose bridge. “ryo—“ he smiles as his old nickname slips out. “ryomen.” he frowns. “please y/n” “fine whatever yes I forgive you now shut up and watch yujis play please.” he loves how you boss him around, so he watching his little brothers play he holds your hand and you just accept it and hold his in return.

after the play yuji runs past sukuna and rushes into your arms and you pick him up and giggle. “hii yuyu!” he kisses your cheek and wrap his arms around your neck. “my goodness your getting so big!” he laughs loudly, you missed your little babies laugh. “did i do good?” “so good! look what I bought you!!” you pull out earth worm hoodie and a figurine. yuji gasps and hugs you tighter and you put him down and give him the bag.

he smiles hard “thank you n/n!” you nod, of course! ready to go home with ryo?” he nods “your coming?” you shake your head and frown “sadly, no but if you want to text me I taught you my number okay?” he frowns with you and nods. “yes, okay see you soon n/n” you give him one more hug and leave and wave at sukuna.

a week later you get a text:

sukuna: “y/n”

your heart beats ten times faster for some weird reason.

you: “yes ryo?”

sukuna: “it’s yujiiiiii”

you: “oh hi babes, what’s up and how’d u get kuna phone?”

sukuna: “i took it he left it in the car we’re going grocery shopping, I just wanted to ask a question :))))”

you: “mhm?“

sukuna: “did you and sukuna lie to me about you guys leaving each other???:(((((“

you: “nonooo, we didn’t what made you think that?”

sukuna: “because you didn’t just leave him, you left me n/n:(((((

you: “oh munchkin, you know id never leave you, that’s why you can always call or text me”

sukuna: “but you don’t come over anymore or cook, or help me with homework and stupid kuna makes me cry because we both don’t know the answer but he blame it on me”

you literally want to shed tears.

sukuna: sorry for him, ignore that.

you: sukuna?

sukuna: yeah

sukuna: also, i do know the fucking answers.

you: you definitely don’t😂

a week or two later, sukuna let you pick up yuji(because yuji wouldn’t stop begging sukuna to let him and you hang out) so he was sitting on his couch watching tv, when all of a sudden his phone dinged twice.

you: i miss you kuna

he was a little suspicious because you haven’t called him kuna ever since you both broke up. it’s either his name or ryo, but he’s not missing his chance.

sukuna: y/n?

sukuna: where are you, can we talk?

you: haha your stupid kuna it’s me yujii 😋

sukuna: im gonna kill you.

you: nooooooo

you: im sorry ryo, he had my phone. im about to drop him off im a block away.

you: and what do you mean?

sukuna: nevermind

you park in front of sukunas house, and yuji jumps out skipping to the door smiling ear to ear. you chuckle and grab his earthworm backpack “eugh this thing is creepy” you walk to the door to see yuji rambling in and on to sukuna who’s attention is obviously on you. as yuji turns around finally getting the hint skips inside with a mischievous smirk. “it was fun?” he puts his hand out and takes the bag and you nod. “yeah, missed you guys” your words slip out before you can process them.

you clear your throat. “him, missed him.”

“we should talk about it y/n” “sukuna..” you sigh fidgeting with your hands, a habit that sukuna noticed you do when your anxious, so he takes your hands in his. “ y/n, please?..” “fine fine” he

“can we just let it go?” he tilts his head, his eyes desperate. “let it go?” “yeah” you let out a loud sigh “do you understand why we broke up in the first place sukuna?” your tone low but sharp, you never say his full last name, only “kuna or ryo, ryomen” the hope in his chest starts to slowly crack.

“i mean, yes i do I just— i miss you baby I can’t handle being the very last person you think about. i miss our late night conversations, our movie nights just please come back.” you notice his voice is breathy, his thumb rubs your hand. “you said you miss us? right” you look away and scoff “don’t use my words against me.”

a smirk tugs on the corner of his lips. “that’ll be my.. well uh, I would be lying if I said last party, but it’ll be my last party where I don’t tell you what happens, I won’t let you find stuff out through other people.” you cross your arms. “promise? i don’t wanna hear something from toji, especially the rest of your friends” he nods frantically and smiles, his signature cocky smirk gone. “your so easy ryo” he kisses your cheek. “for you, i knew you missed me”

“US, SHE MISSED US” a small but loud voice comes from the dark hallway and jumps up and down next to sukunas leg. you all laugh.

ps. finally finished this, i asked for permission like a week ago and kept forgetting to finish the ending💔 but I hope it’s enjoyable I didn’t proofread soo..

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[skylarwayne]

In which the paparazzi caught you and Sae shopping in a jewelry boutique (inspired by mbappe and ester lol)

Itoshi Sae x fem reader

warning! mildy? r-rated; Sae gets cockblocked by the worst news possible; Itoshi Sae is whipped your honor

Word count: 2.7k it’s not that long i promise

Your relationship with Sae had never been open to the public, much less discussed - just private. Everyone knew he had a girlfriend, but no one knew who you were. No one knew it was you. You were a complete mystery. Until today, that is.

When rumours started swirling a year ago that he had a girlfriend - mind you his fanbase was already deranged as it was, he immediately confirmed the rumours without hesitation - though indirectly. You weren't sure whether that was bold or reckless. Then again, Sae was hardly hyperaware of his fanbase, much less paid attention to it.

You remembered that interview that went viral overnight. A reporter had the audacity to ask Sae about the rumours right after his match. You remembered Sae taking a pause, his eyebrows scrunching slightly to convey his confusion, before his expression shifed to annoyance.

He answered with that ever so monotone voice of his, 'Ah? So what if I have? I fail to see how this is any of your businesses' - irritation flickering in his eyes. That was all he said before walking out of the pitch, seeing as the interview was no longer about football. He didn't want to entertain gossip.

Any further attempt to ask about his dating life was completely shut down. Sometimes he would say, 'Next question' - or he would simply walk out with pure indifference.

After that, the media learned to stop asking.

His patience was a luxury. He scared the reporters that way. His reputation had long been built on his character, seemingly the same both on and off the pitch. Cold. Sharp-tongued. Intimidating. 

The rumours escalated when a photo was leaked a few months ago - a picture of you and Sae taking a stroll at the beach with your hands intertwined. It was dark in the evening, your backs turned against the camera, so neither of your faces were visible. For Sae on the other hand, no one could mistake his silhouette - his strong physique and his reddish-brown hair standing out despite the dark background.

The fans absolutely went into a frenzy. The comments were utterly bipolar. Some people were crying, angry or boldly delusional. If you weren't Sae Itoshi's girlfriend, you would've laughed at their stupidity. You mostly couldn't fathom how some of them directed their anger at a faceless girl they didn't even know.

A bead of sweat dropped as you imagined yourself getting jumped by his fans. You shivered. 

Sae ultimately valued protecting your privacy over his own, always keeping your dates subtle. He was protective in that way. So when a paparazzi finally caught your face, clear as day in the camera - everything went straight down to the gutter.

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30 hours before present time

You had been lounging on the couch, legs up, hugging a pillow on your chest, and lazily scrolling on your phone, looking for new things to buy. 

Your thumb went to a stop when something caught your eye. It was a dainty, diamond pendant necklace. It was absolutely lovely. Very simple yet elegant.

You chuckled to yourself like a maniac, knowing this would hurt your bank account. But you simply must have it.

"You want that one?" a deep voice spoke from behind your shoulder, pulling you out of your own world. You looked up and saw Sae behind the couch, bending down slightly to see your screen. 

He had just come back from the gym, hair slightly mussed, with white t-shirt perfectly hugging his muscles, the sleeves seemingly tight over his biceps, grey sweat-shorts, and his gym bag slung over his shoulder. 

Perfect timing. You faced him with much excitement, your eyes twinkling expressively.

"Sae, what do you think about this one? Isn’t this lovely?" you raised your arm a bit so he could see your screen better.

He looked at it with indifference. "Hm, it's fine"

You gave him an unimpressed look. "Are you saying it's fine because I like it, or you saying it's fine because you think it's ugly and you just want to agree with me?"

"I like everything you like"

"Then I don't want it" you turned your back against him dramatically, unimpressed.

Sae wanted to deadpan at your antics, though there was an amused look on his face. He leaned down to kiss your cheek. "Are you upset? What did I say?" he murmured.

"I want you to be honest" you pouted, your head turning away from him.

Two seconds passed by.

"You make it look better." That was just that, short and sharp. It took a second before his words registered in your brain. You knew fully well what Sae meant - the necklace wasn’t anything special, but you, yourself make it look special.

His words hit harder than they should have, and your breath caught a little as your cheeks warmed up. "And yes, I like it. I think it would suit you." He added.

You slowly lifted your gaze at him. Well... if he put it that way then...

"Okay then! I'll go visit the shop and see it for myself", you said, your voice much lighter now, clearly excited. 

You hopped off the couch to go get ready. 

"Where are you going?"

"I'm gonna get dressed"

"I'll come with you. Wait."

You turned towards him and blinked. You gave him a confused look, an eyebrow slighty raising. "It’s broad daylight. People will see us.”

Your boyfriend stayed indifferent.

"Hm." He pulled out his phone. "I'll call the shop. They can reserve the place for us."

You stared. "Sae, is that really necessary? It would just bother them" you said. "It's fine, I can go alone"

But Sae was already tapping on his phone. "It's Cartier right."

You immediately grabbed his arm, stopping him. "Really, it's okay. I won't be long"

"I'll ask them to open after their closing time," he said simply. "There won't be people around then."

Your lips parted. Huh? Is that even possible?

Before you could even protest, he was already lifting his phone to his ear.

"W-wait"

"Yes, hello" Sae spoke calmly into the receiver. 

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The morning after, 1 hour before present time

Both your legs rested on the sofa, locking Sae in between. You were straddling him, sitting on his lap comfortably.

The brand new necklace resting on your skin, and Sae’s hand holding the pendant, inspecting it.

“I could’ve payed for this myself you know.”

He looked at you dead in the eyes with disbelief, as if you just insulted him in the face.

Like hell he would let you pay for yourself. Who were you kidding? He would spend more money on you than himself.

“It’s like you’re calling me poor.” Your boyfriend lifted an eyebrow.

You let out a chuckle. He looked so offended.

“Alright, I’m sorry” You cupped his face, giving him a light kiss on the lips.

”Sorry?” Your boyfriend stared flatly at you, clearly expecting more.

You rolled your eyes at his pettiness, a smile grazing your lips.

So you showered him with rapid kisses all over his face, twice on his cheeks, his forehead, his nose and finally a long peck on his lips.

“Am I forgiven now?” You smiled prettily at him. “Hm, not quite.”

Then Sae cupped your neck and pulled you to meet his lips. 

He kissed you slowly. His kisses were soft and gentle, trying to show how precious you were. You couldn’t help but smile as you reciprocate the kiss with the same motion.

He sucked your bottom lip, and your lips automatically parted, gaining him access to slip his tongue in. Pretty soon his kisses gradually got deeper, his hunger taking over - his tongue wrestling your own.

He was thirsty. He couldn't get enough of you.

Your head drew back from his intensity, lips still locking. So you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders to steady yourself. You thrusted your hip forward, pressing on him as if it was reflex - pressing on his hardened groin.

He groaned on the contact, fuck. He wouldn’t let you get away with that.

His hands travelled downwards to cup your bottom, giving them a squeeze. That's right, he had always had a fetish with your bottom cheeks. And you would be damned if it didn’t lit a fire within you.

You smirked in the kiss and pulled away, "Well then do something about it."

Instantly, Sae went rigid. You saw his jaw clenched so tightly. He knew well what you were insinuating. 

You looked directly into his eyes, a sly look on your face as you brushed your fingers on his chest, then slowly going down to rest your warm hand on his bulge.

You leaned into his ear carefully, "please", your lips brushing his ear.

A beat.

He did not need you telling twice after that.

Before you could even react, you were instantly thrown down on the sofa, and you let a gasp in shock.

Sae took advantage of your parted lips to plunge his tongue in - wanting to bruise your lips, with a hunger so strong you’d think he hadn't been fed for a long time.

Your hands traveled under his shirt, feeling his muscular core. 

Sae's warm hand caressed your exposed thigh, sending a shiver down your spine. His touch burned. 

His mouth parted from yours then started trailing down kisses to your neck, giving you a moment to breathe - barely.

His hand creeped inside your shirt and found its way to your breast. He lifted your shirt with his other hand, just enough to expose your breasts. Then Sae bended down to suck. 

He nibbled on your right nipple, his warm, wet tongue making it more sensitive. His other hand massaging your other breast. You shut your eyes tightly at the sensation, lips parting at how good it felt. An embarrassing sound escaped your lips - you were practically mewling.

He made his way up again to meet your lips once more.

His hips thrusted forward, and you gasped at the pressure, feeling his hardened bulge between your legs.

You wanted to ignite his hunger even further… so you gripped on his maroon hair tight - and started moaning his name into his mouth. 

Your ploy seemed to work as Sae kissed you even harder, devouring your lips, making you breathe heavily through the nose. 

He thrusted and pressed even harder on you, making your legs grow weak.

Sae slowly descended his hand on your stomach, then lower - until he reached between your thighs.

You sucked your breath, anticipating, your legs tightening around Sae.

Then as lightning struck down earth, a sudden, consistent buzz froze you both.

What..

Sae quickly recovered, seemingly unbothered. "Ignore it."

Sure enough, the buzzing stopped. He leaned down his head and resumed kissing you again fervently, his fingers slowly lifting down your underwear.

His lips descended down from your neck, giving you wet kisses in between your breast, down to your lower stomach.

Lower - lower. You could practically feel how you were soaking wet - and he would finally get a sweet taste of that.

Buzz Buzz

You and Sae froze again.

What in the fuck could they possibly want right now, Sae thought, letting out a groan in annoyance.

This time you halted, and cupped his face to bring him up to your level. Somehow you had this gut feeling that something didn't sit right. "What if it's important?" you gave a worried look at Sae.

Sae gave an irritated huff, resting his forehead on yours.

The buzzing stopped once more, then resumed again after a beat.

“Sae, take it.”

"I swear if it's Shidou, I'll cut his throat out and feed it to the dogs" He spoke with a gruff, his expression darkening.

Sae reluctantly got off you and reached for his phone on the coffee table. He immediately swiped, not even bothering to read who the caller is. 

"You better not waste my ti-"

"Sae-chan!" A frantic voice spoke. It was Girolan. "Thank goodness."

Sae paused at Girolan's tone, he was clearly panicking but Sae couldn’t give two shits at the moment.

"What is it?" Sae spoke coldy.

"Erm how do I put this?”

”Out with it.”

”Sae-chan there'sahugeproblemlikehugehugetypeofproblem.Ijustatebreakfastwithmydaughtersthenistarteddoingchoresbecausewhynotrightmywifeneedsrest.IwasjustvacuumingthefloorwhenIreceivedacallfromtheagency.Ohmyohmythepaparazzicaughtyoubothlastnight.itsallovertheinternetnowthepicturesareeverywhere.Itsover.ohIdontknowwhattodoimpanickingthisisbad.”

What the fuck? Sae pinched the bridge of his nose, not understanding any bull for shit.

His jaw tightened, his fist clenching tightly as If he was going to punch someone. He swore he was going to pull all his hair out for ruining his good goddamn morning. I don't deserve this shit. He'd never felt this much rage before since Bunny Iglesias.

Sae took a deep breath, losing his temper, clenching and unclenching his fists. He wanted to hit something.

Yet he gathered all composure he could muster before speaking, "Girolan, I don't understand what you're saying, speak slowly." He managed to speak calmy, contrary to his outrage.

A beat.

"Someone caught you both last night. They leaked the pictures just a few minutes ago."

…

Shit.

All the anger died down in a split of a second, now replaced with shock.

Sae turned to look at you with wide eyes, strikingly opposite of his usual aloof expression.

What? What? What happened. Dread creeping in.

Sae parted his lips, trying to find the right words, anger slowly seeping in again.

His eyes didn't leave you, and it took a few seconds before he spoke again to the receiver. "Call back the agency. Find out who's responsible." He spoke slowly, his voice deep and cold, seemingly collected.

Inside, he was boiling. How could he be so careless. In all 2 years of being with you, he swore to himself to protect you - to not let you get taken advantage of malicious cameras or harassed by the media. And yet he had just created an opportunity for that, now that the world knew what you look like.

He gritted his teeth in anger. He would personally take care of the person responsible for those pictures - murder in his mind.

He ran his fingers to his hair tightly. "And shut all those pictures down." He added darkly.

You looked up at him in disbelief. Pictures?

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Present time

You sat on the sofa as you scroll through your laptop, seeing both your face and Sae’s plastered in your big screen. On top of the article, written in big, bold letters - Sae Itoshi Spotted With His Girlfriend Last Night.

One picture showed Sae standing behind you, clasping the necklace around your neck. Another picture showed you both looking at a display, with Sae’s hand resting on your waist. The third was you speaking to an associate of the shop, with the pendant gleaming softly against your skin.

The pictures were carefully zoomed in, taken from outside the windows. It felt too intrusive, enough to make your stomach drop.

You rubbed the space between your eyebrows, dreading the worst as you scroll down to the comments.

saeforlife: No way this is true, I'm so heartbroken urtea_towel_:The girls are all crying rn its.daniel24: Idk why this is relevant to football' defnotmadz: Somebody stole my nonchalant man user6677: This must be AI lizzyhopeee: Bro she's a baddie omg tu_tuvelo!!: They look good together what’s the problem cacababy111: Gold-digger lol

Excuse me? That last comment caught you off-guard. And you let out a scoff of anger, a stream of curses ready to escape your mouth. How dare–

In the corner of your eyes you saw your phone continuously blinking with endless notifications. You took a peek at your screen.

Oh my goodness, they found your Insta already. You hastily threw away your phone on the couch, horrified.

You heard footsteps and you looked up to Sae approaching, tapping the end button on his phone. He had been busy talking with PR team.

Sae was fuming. One of his managers in his PR team suggested he post an official statement, but Sae was no goddamn popstar. He wasn’t obligated to spoon feed the public. He couldn’t care less of what others think of him but he’d draw the line the moment your privacy is crossed. He wouldn’t stand for paparazzi following you, harassing your privacy, especially when you’re alone.

The thought of your private, intimate moments being plastered all over the internet made his jaw tighten.

Sae stopped in front of you and bent down on on his knee to meet you, his eyes apologetic. “I’m sorry, amor”

You gave him a sympathetic smile “There’s nothing to be sorry about, Sae."

“No, it’s all my fault. I should’ve been more cautious.”

“Sae, we both knew this would happen at some point. It’s not your fault.” It was true. It was bound to happen.

He averted his gaze from you, lips pursing. 

But you cupped his face and forced him to look at you. You kissed him softly on the lips.

“Do you know what this means?” You asked with a slight smirk, attempting to lift the mood. “We can go to disney world now.”

Sae let out an unbelieving huff. Of all damn things..

You lifted an eyebrow and forced your face to keep straight. “I’m serious. We should wear matching shirts and those cute headbands.”

Sae put two of his fingers on your forehead and pushed your head back lightly

“Oww” you exclaimed dramatically.

In all honesty, Sae felt relieved too. It was over now, no more walking on eggshells on the street. No more hiding. He could now freely show his girl off to the world, walk hand in hand outside in broad daylight without pretending to be subtle, and take you out on dates in public places you’d always wished for.

For the first time the world saw you. And he would damn show to the world that he was only yours. 

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End notes: lmao shidou as the prime suspect sae thought of first. Be kinder to my boy cmon on now. Also, gang did yall see mbappe posted ester on his ig like 3 or 4 days ago?? And the lyrics on his song choice was like ‘she has blonde hair my baby is the prettiest..’  I was gagged, that def inspired me to write.

art at the top was drawn by kaneshiro

[cryinggirlnamedhelen]

“𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐧” — 𝐟𝐭; 𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐚

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ; in a world and economy full of male manipulators and toxic men, how do they stand out as real men who treat you with love and respect?

𝐟𝐭 ; enjin, zanka nijiku, zodyl typhon

𝐜𝐰 ; afab!reader, fluff fluff fluff fluff fluff, established relationship, zanka’s accent is soooooo👅 (sadly i couldn’t include it in this fic💔)

𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 ; real man by beabadoobee

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ; thank you to @cursed-carmine for the wonderful dividers! and yes back with the gachiakuta because it’s SO peak and also because i doomscroll through kei urana’s twitter and instagram account as a hobby these days.

@riuvy @megumismyhusband @kumasakka

𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐍

after he falls for you, enjin seems to have a sixth sense of some sort for you. maybe it’s just his usual intuition, maybe it’s just some sort of scary thing, but somehow he always seems to know the current state you’re in and where you are at any given moment.

you could be in an entirely different city on a mission, and the moment you get even a single scratch on your arm, enjin’s head snaps back and everyone at hq is staring at him wondering what he’s doing. in his mind, he goes “they’re hurt” (mind you, you’re 200 miles away) and in just a few moments, he’s marching to semiu’s desk and demanding to know about the trash beast that you’re dealing with and what that city is known for.

you could be on a short trip just for fun in a different city, and the moment you get hit on, enjin is somehow right there behind you with a hand on your back. he didn’t even know you were there, he didn’t even know you came here, hell; he didn’t even know you were in this city. but he follows his gut and somehow finds you and suddenly he’s clinging to you for the rest of the day.

once, you were napping in your room at hq after a large breakfast. someone asked enjin where you were, and he just went “oh, they’re sleeping”. no one believed him because why would you be sleeping at 12 pm after having already woken up once? plus, you didn’t even tell enjin that you were sleeping. he just knew. afterwards, everyone was divided on whether to find him creepy or cool, because he wasn’t even stalking you or anything. he just knew somehow.

𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐀 𝐍𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐊𝐔

zanka carries you over every minor convenience. your shoes have a little bit of dirt on them? he’s scooping you up in his arms in no time. there’s a puddle in front of you? his arms are already hooked underneath your knees and carrying you over the puddle.

whether you’re in sneakers or gym shoes or sandals or heels or boots, zanka is always ready to carry you through every little thing. usually he loves to bridal carry you, but sometimes he just gives you a piggy back when you guys are just having fun. there are times he just runs down the street while giving you a piggyback ride, dumb smiles on both of your faces, and older people nearby just shake their heads and go “young love”.

whenever he catches you sleeping on the couch or in a chair, you’re in his arms, and he’s carrying you to his bed or your bed—whichever’s closest. he peppers your face with little kisses and suddenly when you wake up in the morning, he’s sleeping on the chair or on the floor while you’re in his bed, warm and comfortable. you always tell him that you don’t mind if you share the bed, but he always tells you that he won’t do so until you guys get married and you’re fully comfortable. (he’s also shy.)

once, you tried carrying him, and you ended up walking around the entire hq with a proud grin as you held zanka in your arms. semiu and riyo were entertained, rudo looked at you in awe, and dear santa gave you both an unimpressed look. you had also once asked zanka if you were too heavy or if he struggled with carrying you, and he gave you a cheeky grin and “you’re perfect no matter what, love.”

𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐘𝐋 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍

zodyl is always thinking about you. whether he’s on a mission or at home or picking up something for you at a store (he always tells you that he can just steal it but you always refuse), you’re always clouding his mind.

he could be making his next big plan to trap the cleaners and writing it down on waxy paper meanwhile his entire mind is just filled with thoughts about what you might want for dinner tonight. at meetings, he’s talking about important things like new information or new ways to counter different abilities meanwhile his thoughts are just how cute you looked playing with the stray cat you saw on the street earlier.

there are times when he’s staring at the floor and his chin is on his fist. the raiders are imagining that he’s thinking about some extremely important things such as the sphere or the sphereite in the cleaners; meanwhile he’s actually just think about how you said that this one necklace was cute when you saw it at a store earlier and how he can secretly buy it for you.

sometimes he’s in the middle of a fight, and suddenly, an image of your smile flashes in his mind, and the sound of your laugh rings in his ears like wedding bells. and he almost—almost—loses his balance. his opponent is just staring at him confused, and he suddenly wants to finish this fight a lot quicker so that he can come home to you earlier and faster.

[motelbabyydoll]

Jack Abbot x sunshine!reader road trip (18+ mdni!!)

cw: big age gap (legal), casual daddy kink, a lotttt of fluff, mentions of oral sex, it is implied that the reader works at the hospital a/n: posting this in honor of having my last exam of the semester TOMORROW, I don't have much faith in it, but it is what it is…

your moodboard is here!

Spending the summer with Jack means either lounging around in a swimsuit in his backyard, eating fresh fruit off his fingers and letting him eat you out under the midday sun; or going on a roadtrip out to his cabin upstate.

You like the first option, but you much prefer the second one. It’s quieter up there, calming, and there’s a boyishness to Jack’s face when he is completely relaxed, not thinking about work and patients, only thinking about what you’ll have for dinner, if he wants to take you hiking or fishing that weekend, or about the amount of orgasms he is planning on giving you.

It’s sweet, the way his shoulders drop, relax, when you’re sat in the car with your feet in his lap, humming along to whatever song is playing. He lets you pick the music as long as you “control” google maps, because he doesn’t get it, it stresses him out. He tells you if it was for him, people would still be carrying folded maps in their glovebox and using those, in fact he still has one there. “It’s for emergencies, what if there’s no service…what if…google crashes, huh?” and you just roll your eyes, press the balls of your feet against his growing erection and tell him “Are we there yet? I’m bored…”

And it’s about the thirtieth time you’ve asked that, so he says “…No, sunshine, we’re not. Like I said before. Twenty more minutes, yeah?” and he’s pawing at your feet, trying to get them off of his cock, but hou just push and prod further, giggling. You can be such a brat sometimes, but that’s okay, he’ll fix your attitude later. But for now he lets you be, lets you entertain yourself so you won’t complain about being bored and your tiktok not working throughout the entire car ride.

He turns the music down when you fall asleep, props your head to the side so you don’t hurt yourself, and keeps on driving. When you get to his cabin, he won’t wake you, not if he can help it. He’ll unbuckle you, lift you up in his arms and carry you to the couch, before returning to the car to take out all your bags.

You wake up on the couch, near the backyard windows, watching as he grills something for dinner. He looks good like that, with his shirt off and his guard down, soft for you, just for you. You walk up behind him, socked feet padding through hardwood floors, then grass.

And your arms wrap around his thick torso, and you rest your head in between his shoulder blades. “Hi daddy…” You greet him sleepily, pressing yourself against his freckled back, and Jack thinks he could get used to this…to early afternoons with you pressed against him, speaking softly to each other, no rush, no talking shop. Maybe when he retires he will retire you too, and he’ll bring you out here, away from the noise of the city and the pitt.

“Hey, sweetheart, sleep okay?”

“Mhm…told you to stop carrying me inside, you’re not thirty anymore, Jackie.” You mumble against his back.

“Alright, alright.” He turns around to face you, hands coming up to brush a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “Go take a shower, I’ll get dinner ready.”

He likes doing things for you, likes when you don’t have to lift a finger, when you don’t have to worry. He knows all too well what it feels like when the hospital becomes your life, when the burden follows you home, so he won’t let you feel like that.

He likes teaching you, too. Jack thinks an independent, intelligent, young woman should know how to do certain things herself, like change a tyre, or fish a cod. So he has you sit and watch as he fiddles around with the tyres in his car, as he screws on and off and pushes and pulls, he has you repeat all of his actions and he watches you with devotion.

And late at night, when you’re laying in bed together, your head on his chest, limbs tangled together, he kisses the top of your head and watches you fall asleep. Who knew someone could get so tired of…being a passenger princess and napping.

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tags: @ahoeforfandomsblog @cherrycolaheartss @abbotme @saint-ligeia