I’ve been thinking of CEO!reader and clumsy assistant who’s so painfully in love with you and vice versa. He’s been working for you around 2 years now, and spending so much time together you couldn’t help but become closer to each other. Being a CEO is hard that requires long hours after work. It only makes sense that your assistant, your right hand, also sticks around with you after work to finish the piles of unfinished paperwork.
And those late nights of paperwork and takeout with hushed conversations in between is what made him fall for you. And don’t get him started on watching you conduct meetings, you’re so powerful commanding everyone’s attention, he can’t help but stare in awe of you eyes glassy and full of adoration.
And you want to hate him you really do, you can’t count how many times he’s inconvenienced you. Breaking multiple printers, mixing up meetings on your schedule, losing important documents, and yet you just can’t seem to fire him.
This time is different though, he spilled coffee all over the paperwork it took you days to finish, especially considering the meeting is tomorrow. And he’s scrambling all over to try and clean it, rambling on and on about how he’ll fix this berating himself for being such a clutz, but the damage is done.
You just sigh, and get up to leave for the day, and he is sent panicking. Because yeah he’s messed up a lot, and usually you just verbally reprimand him, but you’ve never just left in silence. So he thinks this is it you're finally gonna fire, and now he's spiraling at the thought of not seeing you every morning. He doesn’t want anyone else making your coffee, he’s perfected it. I mean yeah he can be a bit clumsy, but they won’t know you like he knows you, or at least he doesn’t want them to.
So he resolves to fix this, and true to his word he does fix it, spends hours after the office closed getting not only that paperwork done, but more for your upcoming meeting to lighten your load. So when you come to the office the next day, only to be greeted by him handing you everything. You can’t help but smile a little at the heavily visible eye bags despite his bright and eager eyes as he waits for your approval with bated breath gnawing on his plump pink bottom lip. God, you can’t help but want to shove his head in between your thighs and make him kiss your clit a few times before grinding on his cute little face til you cream.
“Thank you” is all you say but it’s more than enough for him, to finally crack his usual dopey smile. “Of course, Ms.L/N” feeling a bit shy as if he doesn’t tower over you, broad shoulders and all. You didn’t even say much but he’s looking at you as if you’ve promised a promotion and that makes your clit throb just a little.
Don’t know how to feel about this, love the concept hate the writing, ofc send thoughts and opinions :)
a controversial take, but i think gojo is most likely to fuck you while your parents are home.
nanami would never, even though you try to tempt him. sukuna actually has manners. geto flat out refuses to go over, toji would whisk you elsewhere for sexy times, choso would be too shy. yuuji would be tempted, but he will wait until your parents leave, megumi is very much like nanami in that he will just ignore your attempts to seduce him. todou also has manners, so does yuuta. but yuuta gets so so flustered. toge, tho. outright just says okay leave us alone for the rest of tonight and as your parents troop out of the house you are like WAIT WHAT? and he's like, salmon! mentaiko ume konbu, then he physically carries you into the room.
mmmm so anyway. boyfriend!gojo is stressful, the oversized man-baby. and out of all the jjk boys, beyond gojo, geto, sukuna, toji, and toge, the rest will not even entertain the idea of fucking you when your parents are home. gojo obviously likes the thrill of maybe getting caught, sukuna has manners, but he will fuck you if you beg. he will use the thrill to tease you. geto just doesn't want to be disturbed when he's using his favourite cumdump and toji,,, well he has enough manners to take you elsewhere but the intention is way too obvious. meanwhile toge gets away with a lot of shit just because pretty much the entire world doesn't understand him.
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i've formatted this like an actual drabble but it's just my normal rambling. my brain is discount jjk everyday
i promised an anon id upload tonight, and i am most definitely not a woman of my word when it comes to posting pieces, but still, its good to try and be consistent sometimes
Warnings: gn! reader, reader is v insecure but tries to do self-care, todou is a dick, unhealthy relationships, angst, breaking up, yandere behaviour
You wouldn't call your self-esteem sky-high.
It wasn't that you thought ill of yourself per se, but you often compared your own looks and skills with others who were much more blessed in those departments. It was human to do so, you figured, and as long as you didn't talk shit about yourself, it could even be called humility instead of low self-esteem.
You'd done well so far, after all! College was going okay, you had enough close friends to feel socially fine, and you'd even met someone.
He was funny, cool, good-looking and everyday you wondered how you'd managed to find someone like that, someone who made other people turn around and double check. Not necessarily because he was that handsome, but rather because he looked a bit like a delinquent, but you could overlook that.
You liked how he made you feel at first. He brought you flowers, took you out to nice places to dine, and he was bashful when taking your hand in his. It was really nice.
His flaws had come into light pretty quickly too, however. He was a bit pushy, plenty weird, gone a lot because of his work and a bit too into a certain idol. You didn't want to be a crazy jealous girlfriend, but the amount of time and money he spent just to grab the hand of a girl that was leagues more beautiful than you hurt the shreds of confidence you'd built up.
There were a lot of things you let slip by, telling yourself you could work this out in the long run. Him missing half of your birthday for an event was the most painful one, but you’d let him, feigning being okay when he came back with a dopey smile and a half-hearted birthday gift for you.
It was a few weeks after that, when you reached your first breaking point.
The first one, because even though it broke you, you couldn’t break up with him. You were scared of being alone, of finally realizing years down the line that you’d thrown your only shot at love away because of petty feelings and stupid jealousy.
Still, it was a breaking point.
It started when you’d decided, hopefully, that maybe he would love you if you let him fuck you. Maybe that level of intimacy would finally make him realize you were the one for him, and that he could never compare that to his fantasies. You broke the idea to him one afternoon, watched his face light up with barely contained lust and smiled, hoping this would be the way to get him back.
Until he’d walked into his closet and returned with an outfit, asking if you’d wear that during your first time with him.
You recognized it. It was hard not to when you spent quite a lot of time surrounded by merch of a girl in the exact same outfit. One glance at the size of it, and you could cry as you saw he'd bought a size too small.
It was the first time you hadn't played along, hadn't pretended like it was completely okay for him to obsess over someone else. Your friends told you to ditch him, especially since he didn't seem to give a crap about you at all, but a panicked voice stopped that plan every time. If he wouldn't love you, who's to say anyone ever would?
So you hadn’t broken up with him, but you’d cried and yelled and he’d begrudgingly apologized. When going to sleep at night, he’d let his hands wander, and you’d let him, noting he’d waited till dark to touch you. It worked for you both: he could imagine whatever he wanted, and you could cry without him seeing.
During the second breakdown you’d wanted to grab a golf club and demolish his appartment. He'd been sleeping on the couch when you showed up at his door. Trying to be nice even though he'd clearly forgotten you would visit, you had laid a blanket on top of him.
Forgetting a date is one thing. Falling asleep instead is also forgivable. Whispering another girls name and moaning the next second is something else entirely.
He'd texted you that night with a stupid lovey-dovey gif and a stupid fucking apology that had done nothing but made you feel like a complete moron. Why were you spending so much time on someone who was only ever thinking about a girl that would never look at him twice.
Was she, even when they didn't talk or ever actually meet, that much better than you?
Yet you still didn’t break up with him, rationalizing to yourself that dreams didn’t need to be reflective of how he felt. It could just be a one-time thing. You’d had crazy dreams as well, who’s to say they actually meant something?
The third breaking point was when you’d slept over at his place but went to sleep early while he was still hanging around with some friends: a girl named Mai you’d met before and two others you hadn’t met yet. At one point the conversation had turned to you, and since you couldn’t fall asleep with people talking in the next room, you’d just listened along for a bit.
“I was surprised when you’d told me you had a girlfriend.” The female voice quipped, her voice holding a slight taunting edge. “I thought you’d said Takeda was the only woman in your life.”
You’d never cursed a slow reply like this before, your ears pitched to hear any word that would be said now.
He would defend you, right? Tell them how in love he was with you and how Takeda couldn’t compare to an actual relationship with someone he could talk to and touch. Any kind of answer like that, and you would probably forgive everything he’d ever done.
“It’s not a betrayal to Takeda at all.” Todou answered instead. “If anything, it’s practice.”
When he stepped into his bed later that night, you’d wanted to scream, slap him and leave all at once, but instead you just curled up and cried softly, not wanting him to hear your sobs. Drunken enough to be oblivious, he didn’t hear you and fell asleep immediately, his back turned to you.
The next morning, after you’d accidentally pushed over a Takeda-themed mug, and Todou passive aggresively ignored your soft apology while he was cleaning up, you decided death was better than a relationship like this.
"I think we should take a break." You told him, waiting till he'd thrown away the glass shards with a frown still on his face. He hadn't even seen you'd cut your finger, only occupied with the irritation of losing some mug. You grabbed some paper towels and pressed against the cut, ignoring how Todou's anger switched to confusion. "I'm gonna go home now."
"Wait, what?" You'd expected to already be crying, but the pain somehow numbed your emotions, though you could also just be out of tears since you’d spent the entire night crying as well. If you didn't wrap this up quickly, you'd be a wreck. Todou stood up to his full length. "A break? Like for today?"
"No. I'm breaking up with you. Sorry." You didn't feel sorry, but only added it because it felt polite. You turned around and walked to the living room, intending to grab your stuff and go home. "Bye."
"Hold on! You can't just-" he walked after you grabbing your arm before you could reach out for your bag. "You can't just say something like that! Is this about the mug? I'm not angry at you. It was just an accident, I can get a new one at the next meet-"
"Stop. Talking." By now the numbness had completely faded, and you were hit with the full brunt of your emotions. "You really think this is about a stupid mug?"
"...It's not?"
You tried to tug your hand out of his grip, but he didn't let go, his eyes wide and confused. Telling him to let go of you also didn't work, as he merely held your hand tighter and told you to tell him what was going on. The cut in your finger was still bleeding, dripping down on the floor.
With no other options, the dam broke loose. "You're always talking about her and you don't give a shit how that makes me feel. How it makes me feel that you spend all your money on some idol that won't look twice at you while you forget I exist most days." Your voice had started strong, but halfway through the speech the tears had started flowing and your throat refused to cooperate, leaving a scratchy parody of your normal voice. “You don’t give a shit about me.”
Nevertheless, even with a scratchy voice, you had a lot to say.
"Do you think I like having my so-called boyfriend ditch me on my fucking birthday because he wants to hold hands with some idol?! Did you think, even for a second, how it would make me feel when you asked me to wear a fucking Takeda cosplay for the first time we ever had sex?! I don't want to be with you when I'm always second place. You don't give a shit about me and I'm done pretending I'm okay with that. Now let me go, let me go, let me go-"
"Baby, I-"
"Don't baby me." Your anger and sadness were scaring him. "You didn’t even check if I was okay when I broke that stupid mug, you only cared about the merchandise of a girl that won’t love you. I- Whatever, just stop this. Let me go!"
He didn't.
“You- you- you told them I was practice.” You eventually cried out, your heart physically hurting as you said it, and Todou’s eyes blew wide at your words, realizing you had heard him yesterday night.
“I shouldn’t have said that. I’m sorry.” Came the lackluster reply.
You tried to tug your arm out of his hold again.
"I'm sorry, I had no idea." Like shit he had no idea, you immediately thought, and you continued to tug on your arm. You’d made it clear a thousand times that you were upset by his insistence dragging Takeda into every facet of your relationship. Todou was either unaware or uncaring of your sadness switching to pure anger, and just kept apologizing. “I shouldn’t have taken you for granted, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. It’s just- Takeda-chan is an important person to me and-”
You wanted to scream.
Instead you fell quiet and stared at the ceiling, waiting for him to let you go. When he finally did, mid-way of his speech why his obsession with Takeda-chan was completely normal and instead you were the one overreacting, you immediately turned and walked toward the door.
“- and while you are very important to me, and I definitely shouldn’t have said certain things, it is childish to expect me to love only you and you alone. My relationship with- Hey, where are you going?”
You grabbed your backpack off the floor and turned around one final time, needing to get the words off your chest so you wouldn’t scream them in your pillow later.
“Relationship? She will never look at you as anything other than a fan with enough money to buy her merchandise. She won’t ever talk to you, or touch you or be with you, ever.”
“That’s not true!” Todou snapped back. “She talks to me all the time, it’s just her profession keeps us-”
“So what am I then? To you, I mean. If your relationship to her is the real deal, what are we?” The venom laced in your words made Todou gaze down at the floor, where he could still see your shaking and clenched fists from his peripheral. “Say it, Todou, say I was a fucking practice round to you, just like you told your stupid fucking friends. Tell me you only asked me out so you could do it better next time.”
“I told you I didn’t mean-”
“Than why did you say it?”
He didn’t answer, and you turned back around to leave, your fingers already on the doorhandle. Just before you could push it down, Todou regrabbed your left arm, squeezing it tightly.
“I have a feeling that if I let you go now, you won’t come back.”
“You’d be right.” Your chest felt heavy, the burden of everything tumbling down resting on your shoulders. “If after everything I’ve said, you still can only reply with how your relationship with that idol is more important than me, I don’t want this. I’d rather be alone for the rest of my life, than be with a guy like you that makes me feel like absolute shit.”
“I don’t make you feel like shit!” Your seething expression made him rescind his words. “Okay, I know I haven’t been the best, but I can change. Don’t just walk out without giving me a chance.”
You didn’t listen.
Todou was panicking. This wasn’t how it was meant to go.
Not when he’d come this far.
He cupped your face with his free hand, ignoring how you tried to flinch away and tug your arm out of his grip again. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go, your love for him was supposed to be beautiful and sweet and right here, cheering him up after days where he couldn’t believe in the kindness of the world anymore, when the curses and gruesome sights he saw everyday got to him.
The realization that this was it coursed through his mind. He needed to do something, say something, or else he’d lose you. His hand tightened its grip on your arm, squeezing it until you gasped out in pain, his mind going a hundred miles an hour, trying to think of what to do.
Something in his eyes made you stop struggling, stop yelling at him.
“T-Todou?” You were scared, apprehensive. This wasn’t what was supposed to happen. He’d planned his future with you so well and it was all just ruined because he hadn’t been paying attention. “Todou, you’re scaring me a little bit. Can you- can you stop?”
He stopped cupping your face and Todou felt sweat collect at the nape of his neck as he let his free hand dangle at his side.
He was going to lose you. You were coming to your senses and leaving. He was proving everyone right, how he didn’t deserve you, how he was a freak that would never hold a real girlfriend. Not one like you, who smiled at him and pretended to love him.
Todou felt himself panicking, felt a shiver role down his spine as he looked at you, waiting for you to say something and then leave.
“Todou, are you okay?” Breathing was hard, and your words barely computed. There was only one thing he could think of to do in a short time period and that was to pull you in a hug and never let go, and so he did. You heaved out as his arms tightened around you, crushing your body into his. “Todou? I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe! Todou, are you listening?!”
It took three more calls of his name before he realized you were speaking to him.
“Please don’t leave me.” He asked, still not letting go but loosening his grip so you could at least breathe. “I-I’ll change, I’ll do whatever it takes. Please don’t leave.”
You didn’t say anything, and slowly but surely managed to push him fully away, his grip on you slowly going limp as he realized you wouldn’t give him the answer he wanted.
Seeing his face, you saw he was crying. Your left hand, the one he’d been clinging to all this time, was bruised. With one look at the skin, you steeled yourself, and turned around to leave again, grabbing your backpack from the floor. Even if Todou was a mess right now, you needed to leave, the marks on your arm proof enough he would get violent with you if pushed enough.
Just another reason to leave.
Before you could set another step, you felt a sudden pain erupt from your neck. Crying out and cradling the spot that hurt, you turned around in confusion, wanting to see what he’d done.
Todou seemed as surprised as you, looking at his hand as if it’d moved all by itself.
Suddenly, you felt very dizzy, your weight moving from one foot to the other as you struggled to gain any semblance of balance. Blinking and making a short noise of confusion, you fell forward, being caught by Todou moments before your face would’ve hit the wooden edge of a table.
When you awoke sometime later to the sounds of something sizzling, you were in Todou’s kitchen.
Your head was laying sideways on something solid, and as you slowly looked up and wanted to cradle your pained neck with your hands, you came to the realization that you couldn’t move, your hands tied to the dinner table with two of Todou’s ties. One, you recognized, having given to him as a gift.
Your feet were also stuck, though despite being able to move back and forth, you couldn’t lean back to see what was holding them together.
You’d noticed him from the start, but only adressed him once you were certain you were tied down and really couldn’t sneak away while his back was turned to you. “What are you doing.”
He swirled the pan around, smiling widely your way. “Can’t you smell it? I’m making your favourite.”
“You know that’s not what I mean.” This was really bad, you realized. Breaking up always had a possibility of going bad, but everyone knows that people kidnapping their ex after getting broken up with isn’t just a bad scenario. It's the kind of bad that usually doesn't end well. “Todou, let me go. You can’t just tie me up in your kitchen.”
“I thought you liked sitting here with me while I cooked.” It was true you’d said that once, but you definitely didn’t feel like that anymore. “Remember when we made pizza and we accidentally burned it because we were too busy making out on the couch? That was a nice evening, remember?”
This was not the time for Todou to be reminiscing.
“For fucks’ sake! Can you please untie me?” You tried to push a finger in between the knot of his tie to loosen it, but Todou noticed, and lightly slapped your hand, as if telling off a child. “After everything I’ve said, you’re just going to ignore it all? Ignore I broke up with you, as if this is not exactly the kind of insensitive and fucked up behaviour that caused it?”
For a moment his jaw tensed, but he relaxed just as easily, his eyes crinkling as he shot you a captivating smile.
“Don’t say such things, y/n.” His eyes were glazed over, your words not reaching him. Even with your hands tied to the table and your feet to the chair, Todou was still pretending nothing was wrong, though you worried he wasn’t even pretending, so delusional he didn’t even see what was wrong here. “You must’ve hit your head pretty hard, but that’s no excuse to talk to me like that. I’ll expect an apology later.”
“Come on!” You yelled, exasperated. “Don’t just act like nothing happened, like I’m not tied up here! You can’t just act like this is all suddenly so important to you, after treating me like shit for months. You can’t do that to me, so come to your fucking senses and let me go.”
Todou took a step toward you, and you flinched as he raised his hand, calming back down when he only placed his palm on your forehead.
“As I thought.” With seemingly genuine worry plastered across his face, Todou pressed his own forehead against yours, tears welling in his eyes. “You’re still feverish. Don’t worry, though, I’ll take care of you. You won’t have to lift a finger until you’re better. It’ll be just like the time I took care of you after those bullies tried to beat you up and take your money.”
That... never happened.
Todou went on, naming several other times he’d taken care of you, some real memories intermingling with a lot of fake ones. When you’d gotten the gist of it, he pulled back and resumed cooking, checking if nothing had gotten burned in the meantime.
“I get how you feel, y/n.” Todou said, turning around after a short silence had passed, and for the first time since you’d woken up, he seemed alert and in the moment, the veil over his eyes shifting, if only for a short while. “You might have slept badly and dreamt some horrible things, but we both know nightmares aren’t real. I’ve been there, I know how it feels to dream horribly, but as long as you’re here, it’ll be fine.”
Listening to himself speak, he suddenly frowned. “As long... as you’re here? Why would you ever leave?” He covered his own face with one of his hands for a moment, before turning back to you, his eyes fully glazed over again. “See? We're a great match, both talking nonsense.”
Falling silent, you decided you were really starting to get scared. Still, something bugged you about all this, and it was when he started setting the table, placing cutlery in front of you, just out of reach, when you decided to ask.
“Todou?”
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“What about Takeda?”
Todou tilted his head, confusion apparent in his expression.
todou motherfucking aoi is sexy as hell and you guys are all just cowards!!!
you’re all just afraid he’ll have you ass up, face wet with tears, and shoved down into the mattress with a hand as large as your head.
you’re intimidated by the fact that this aesthetic brute will take no time in hooking an arm around your midsection to pull you towards him for better access, and slap your ass so hard, you’re thrust forward just minimally with a gasp, too pressed flush against his rock-hard abdomen to move very far
you hate the fact that he’d take a large inhale of your pussy first and let out a loud sigh of satisfaction before licking a long stripe from the clit to the taint, reveling in the taste of your already slick folds, your shudder and the muffled, barely audible whimper that leaves you
you are intimidated by the thick fingers that play with your pussy before guiding his cock in - your body tented up for him, his hands gripping not so gently at the flesh of your hips
“relax baby”
how can you fucking relax when it feels like he’s splitting you in half (pleasurably) as he pushes past your entrance, a pleased groan accompanying the affectionate rub of your ass as he sheathes himself inside you?
how (!!!) are you supposed to deal with the first stroke, then second, then third then too many too count where he praises you on how fucking tight you are and how well you take him?
or when he reminds you how pretty your shoulder blades look, pressed together, when your wrists are held behind you, enclosed in his right hand?
you hate this, sobbing and crying and clenching and cumming around his stupid cock, and the fact that even though you can’t see him, you can imagine that monstrous body he bares to literally everyone and that stupid grin on his face
you hate him because he’s dumb and annoying but somehow just the sound of his praises makes your heart and pussy warm?’
warnings: reader has brown eyes and angst, sorry man :*(
additional notes: pretty brown eyes by mint condition was playing on repeat when I made this so i definitely was in my feels lmao
You were a prima donna. Bright red lipstick coating your lips, curled hair, and fur coat always adorning your body. Todou knew of you, though, who didn’t? It was hard to miss you, the way you stole the attention of everyone you passed made you a memorable staple across many minds whether you knew it or not.
Todou, on the other hand, never was as favored as you. He kept to himself most days and only made a grand appearance to the world when fighting. Speaking of which, Todou had just finished his brawl with some street punks, though he underestimated them bringing weapons. Cheap move, to Todou at least, and though he won, he couldn’t ignore the damage he took. The tall man had fresh scratches aligning his face, and huffed in distaste at the stinging in his eye as he walked down the road.
“You’re crazy, you know that?”
Todou paused at the sudden voice before glancing over his shoulder and seeing you leaning against the wall of the brick building. You looked at Todou pointedly with a raised eyebrow, nodding your head at his scruffed appearance. “They sure did a number on you.”
“I’m fine.” Todou gruffed quickly, already annoyed at the exchange.
“No, you’re not.” You retorted swiftly since you were a witness to the entire thing. You noticed his limp from a mile away and you could confidently confirm that a pimp’s walk looked better than how Todou was carrying himself. You motioned your hand towards your body.
“C’mere, let me take a look.”
Todou scoffed while crossing his arms over his chest. “You a doctor or something?”
You smirked as you opened your purse and took out a fresh handkerchief. “You could say that.”
Todou gazed at you wearily. Today you were dressed in pant leather pants and a halter top to match with sunglasses pushed on top of your head. Against his better judgment, he walked over to you.
“Give me your hands.”
Your fingers felt cold as you gently ran them across his bruised knuckles. He was in bad condition, no doubt, but the calloused and bruised skin made it clear this wasn’t his first time harming himself like this.
“How careless can you be?” You mumbled in disappointment before cleaning his wounds.
You wiped his lip and he flinched back at you, a glare on his face as you rolled your gaze. “Calm down, it’ll only take a second. Plus you’re in good hands.” You smirked before winking at him.
“Pretty strange that you just have this stuff in your purse.”
You paused while flickering your mascara-covered eyes to the side, but you quickly resumed your frisky demeanor before Todou had a chance to comment.
“I have a friend that needs it.”
Todou was slightly relaxed as you finished, though his lips were still downturned. He watched your movements intensely when you moved to stick bandages on him.
“Why are you doing this?” Todou suddenly murmured indignantly.
You gave him a once over before shrugging your shoulders. “Why not?”
Todou smacked his lips at your obvious avoidance. Truth be told, he never had anyone care about his well-being. Was it so pitiful that you, a stranger on the side of the road, gave him more attention than the people he walked past every day?
“Look, I don’t want to do this again.” You moved to hand him the handkerchief. “Take care of yourself, alright?”
Todou watched with squinted eyes as you walked away, though the farther you disappeared, the more the clear image of your eyes stayed imprinted in his mind.
-x
Ever since that day, Todou started to grow an interest in you. Maybe it was because you showed genuine concern for him, or maybe because you were such an enigma– whatever the case, he was drawn to you like a moth to a burning flame.
It was hard to get a hold of you, but when he did, you talked for hours. He felt the connection, the chemistry you shared, the sparks that flurried through the air when your souls got wind of another. He wanted you, and tonight he told himself to go for it.
The club was never this packed which made Todou glad he dressed nicely for this occasion. He usually exerted confidence, but tonight he was truly nervous, and all for good reason. He waited patiently on his revolving stool for you to show up. He slowly sipped his drink, gaze running across all the unfamiliar faces until he finally caught sight of yours. You stood with effortless poise, a skin-tight dress hugging your body and a beret sitting neatly on top of your head. Todou took one final swig from his glass before leaving the bar and making his way toward you.
“I was wondering when you were gonna come over.”
Todou smirked before leaning his head to look down at you. “You must’ve missed me.”
“Did I say that?” You playfully raised an eyebrow, pulling him closer by his belt loops. “Don’t go putting words in my mouth, T.”
By this time the band had come on stage, the one that signaled it was near closing time. Todou suddenly got a rush of anxiousness, feeling like the sand in his hourglass was quickly running out.
“Dance with me.” He stated automatically, his words holding no question whatsoever. You rolled your eyes to the ceiling in consideration. The club was about to shut down, so you figured you might as well give Todou the last dance of the night.
“Just one.” You finally agreed and upon hearing your acceptance, he smiled softly.
Though, Todou felt nervous all of a sudden. He was bold enough to ask you to dance, but now he didn’t know where to go from there.
“Let me help you out, big boy.” You grinned knowingly before grabbing his hands and sliding them onto your waist. You wrapped your arms around his neck and the two of you swayed together on the dancefloor. Todou ran his hands down the soft velvet material on your dress, hesitatingly doing so before relaxing once you reassured him.
The saxophones played zealously and the drums thundered across the atmosphere as he tightly held your waist, and twisted his body with you flush against his chest. Todou hazily glanced down into your pretty brown eyes, feeling himself get lost in them.
The lead singer was putting his whole soul into the song, grabbing the microphone closer to him while holding his heart.
You leaned your faces together to the point where your noses were touching and your eyes were now closed. Your hands tenderly held his cheeks and Todou shamelessly melted in your touch.
“Can I tell you something?” Todou spoke quietly as the two of you continued to step to the music.
“What’s on your mind?” You slowly rested your head on his shoulder, peering at him with a low gaze.
He was going to say it, he was going to finally confess his feelings to you.
But before the words could roll off his tongue, a loud bang sounded in the almost empty club.
“Where the hell is she?”
Your tranquil eyes abruptly shot open at the familiar voice and Todou immediately noticed your unease.
“Get out of my way, asshole. I know she’s in here.”
Todou’s mouth parted in confusion as you hastily pushed out of his embrace, turning your body just in time to see a very angry man bombarding through the small group of people and storming in your direction.
“Y/n, don’t act like you can’t see me.”
“Toji?” You piped in response with a voice slightly on edge. “What are you doing here?”
“Don’t worry about that, just know that we’re leaving.”
Toji had been looking everywhere for you tonight. His hands were still wrapped from his boxing match, bloody and in need of major TLC. He waited for you to patch him up like you always did, but you were nowhere to be found. Of course, you always had tabs kept on you no matter what you did. So once he heard that you were out clubbing, he immediately rushed to your location.
The pissed man completely ignored Todou’s presence and Todou wasn’t feeling it. Todou set his hand on the man’s shoulder, the same hand you bandaged that day.
“Don’t talk to her like that.”
Toji halted before slowly looking back at Todou, the neon lights flashing a scar across his face that Todou hadn’t noticed before.
“And who the hell are you supposed to be?” Toji sneered with eyes narrowed into slits.
“Doesn’t matter, just know you got no business messing with her.”
“The fuck are you talking about?” Toji’s voice raised as he turned to face Todou completely. “This is my woman.”
Todou stiffened. What did he just say?
“Leave him alone, Toji.” You quickly voiced before grabbing his large arm. You knew how Toji could get, and by the looks of it, he was on the verge of handling this situation as if he were still in the ring.
You looked at Todou for a brief moment, an apologetic frown on your face as you tugged Toji’s arm closer to you. “Let’s go, baby, okay?”
Todou felt himself crumble hearing you call Toji that. The moment you both shared, the dance that made his entire body ignite with fire– did it mean absolutely nothing to you?
Toji must’ve picked up on your deflated attitude. He snickered under his breath before shaking his head in mock pity.
“Hey, if it makes you feel any better,” Toji began before he firmly gripped your waist and pulled you to his side. “You never stood a chance anyway.”
Toji walked out while chuckling at Todou’s patheticness. You briefly glanced over your shoulder one last time, staring at Todou with those pretty brown eyes before reluctantly turning your head forward.
Todou stood in the middle of the dancefloor, pitifully watching you be whisked away by another man. The confession he had practiced a million times was stuffed in his throat, so much so that it made his eyes cloud. Todou drooped his head once he realized he was discarded to the side once again. He should’ve never got his hopes up, and he should’ve never thought a woman like you would give him the time of day.
The loud sound of each light flickering off fell around him until it was just Todou standing by himself in the darkness.
The idea of Todou sticking his tongue in your mouth!! Just gross and overwhelming and so self indulgent it makes you gag. Coos at you and tells you in a hushed tone that it’s okay if this is your first kiss, it’s okay if you don’t understand because he’ll guide you through it. You don’t need to worry abt pleasing him because tonight he’s focused on showing you all about sex, even though you’re definitely not a virgin, but he’s delusional enough to think you’re nervous because it’s your first time.
Todou who dotes on his new girlfriend to the point he’ll spend hours between your legs, licking and sucking like his life depends on it. Because you’re a ‘virgin’ and he wants to spoil you rotten. It doesn’t matter if you explicitly tell him you’ve kissed before, you’ve fucked someone else before, he convinces himself you’re lying because you’re too embarrassed to admit the truth. He doesn’t even think about his aching cock. It’s selfish to do so when you’re so inexperienced that you don’t know where your g spot is. Todou will find it, and he’ll be more than glad to show you once he does.
He’s not the most experienced but is so enthusiastic, so eager to please that he’s looked up every single way to make a woman orgasm, and asks you which one you like the most when he’s finally balls deep in your sopping wet cunt, he’s done an amazing job of working you up. Ignoring your overwhelmed cries, your damp face as fat tears collect in ur hairline. You don’t know what you’re talking about, have never experienced an orgasm so of course you’re overwhelmed. He’s going to give you more and more and more until you truly know what it’s like to be overstimulated. Until you pass out from exhaustion and wake up again to Todou still fucking your pliant body.
Todou believes that your first time should be memorable. If that means he has to fend off his own orgasm, has to fight the urge to cum at the sight of your disheveled body, has to ignore the urge to roll his aching cock against the bed as he eats you out, then so be it. It doesn’t matter how many times he’s forced to slap your sweaty face to wake you up again, you’ll remember this moment. Remember how good he can make you feel.
so hello yes im back and i read the whole jjk manga in like 3 days or so and i heart todou why are there no todou fics, so i decided i'd do it myself if others cant do it for me haha yes plus i felt like writing and there are like 0 asks that i feel like doing rn so pls send asks in or smth anyways onto the story or fic or whatever
Aoi Toudou x gn!reader soulmate au!
request? no
warnings: none, just fluff
not proofread!
important info b4 reading!!
you also have jujutsu or however you say it. yours is plant based, a bit like hanami but you dont really suck the life juices out of plants much, well kinda. youre not at jujutsu tech because they dont know you and that you have jujutsu. from time to time you do defeat some curses if you bump into them while noone else is around, and youre about the same grade as Todou if you were to be ranked in power. its all self taught tho so not really because you havent discovered your true potential because you havent had anyone explain wtf it is to you and how to fully utilize your power yet. you do know Itadori though, but he doesnt want to bother you with the world of jujutsu unless you ask him about your "weird powers" (he's told you that he can take you to a place where you can learn about curses and jujutsu and such but you havent really taken up his offer because of your job).
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Soulmates, a strange thing really if you think about it, the one person you're destined to be with, in this world how you know who your soulmate is is ny everyone having a unique gemstone in their skin somewhere on their body. the gemstone could be large or small, any colour (even multiple colours at once!), any shape, but each one was unique and only the same as their soulmates'.
Now we follow you. your gemstone was on your face, from you left side on the face jawline up to near your left eye. It had a form like vines that had grown up your face, but not smooth, they were rough looking and every twist and turn the vine-like gem had was sharp. The colour started with a dark plant like green, but further up turned a dark shade of purple. You guessed that the green and the shape was representing you, and the sharp edges and purple, your soulmate.
you were at your job, which you were also the owner of. you had 1 other employee, but you were the one who had the most shifts, since the employee was still in school and this was a part time job for them. the employee was none other than the one and only Itadori. His soulmate gem was on his forearm and he hadnt really shown you what it looked like but apparently he had found his soulamte already, a boy named Fushiguro something if your memory served you right. He mostly came on weekends to work, but occasionally he'd come from school and take a shift for you.
A humble boy, really, he was very worried about you the first time he met you because you were managing a plant store at such a young age, but you assured him it was fine because working wasnt something you were new to since your parents abandoned you when you were still a child, but left a shit ton money in your bank account so you could at least support yourself without a job till 18.
You were now 19 and had had this plant shop for about a year now (dont ask how its just fanfic logic okay) and the only reason you had been able to start the shop at all was because of these weird powers you held. you were able to manipulate plant life. you could also suck the life out of the plants, which you used to do sometimes to flowers in forests as "snacks" because it was basically a little energy boost, but you stopped when you realized the beauty of plant life.
the day had gone slowly, with little customers coming in, but you had some regulars that would come and have little conversations with you, because it was like "a breath of fresh air in a stuffy city" to them because of the plants growing around the shop or vines growing up the walls. most were old people but there were some young adults too.
It was about noon, when suddenly the bell chimed and a certain pink haired boy entered the shop. "Hey y/n! had a good day till now?" he said with a big smile. he was wearing a simple outfit since there was no school today because it was on a weekend. "Yeah, how about you Itadori? anything interesting happened over the past few days?" he had been to some sister school event which he hadnt explained too much about other than "physical activities".
"yeah! i was at the Kyoto Sister-School Goodwill Event that i told you i was going to! and it was, well half of it was pretty fun!" you smiled at the boy who was now leaning on the counter you were sitting at. "thats good, any reason half of it wasnt?" with that his face turned a bit sour for a second, before returning to normal "well.. there was a bit of a, interruption by some thugs and they were pretty strong, we werent too many people and it took a little while to get them to run off."
You felt bad for the boy since you had learned from hearing about his adventures at his school that not everything goes completely according to plan most of the time, but really what could you do? "Oh! before i forget, when my shift ends can i take you to the park? theres someone i met that i'd like you to meet." your eyes that were previously cast down on the counter shot up to him. someone he wants you to meet? who could it be? "uh yeah! sure! i'll go home and relax a little before while i wait for your shift to end but im coming back about-" you checked the clock on the wall above the enterance door "-15 minutes before your shift ends, is that okay?" you said. "Yeah! i'll see you then!" he said his goodbye and so did you as you proceeded to go back home after getting your things and changing out of your work attire in the shops back room.
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time skip 2 when ur supposed to meet lolollol
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you got into some clothes that were approapriate to go to the city in and started up your motorcycle after putting your helmet on and drove to the parking lot near your shop. The rest of the way you walked and in no time you were there.
Entering the shop resulted in a jingle of the bells over the door and itadoris attention was pulled to you. "Hello mx. y/n, what would thou like to look at today?" he said in an overly formal tone, sending a playful grin to you. "oh, i have come in promise of meeting a mysterious character that my friend oh so longs for me to meet!" you answered, playing along with his game. You then both had a little laugh and he went to the back room to get changed back to his normal attire and the two of you went out of the shop.
Before leaving, you locked the door and turned of the lights to properly close the shop to customers, and started walking to the park. "soo.. why do you want me to meet this guy?" you asked, curiousity getting the best of you. "You'll see when you meet him!" he just said, which made you even more curious about him.
arriving at the park a few minutes later, the two of you sat on a bench, where you talked for a little. The guy was supposed to come in about 10 minutes because he was on his way at the moment. suddenly a little tune came from the boy next to you's pocket and he fished out his phone to answer the call that set of the music. "Hey Gojo! oh, why? can it be a bit later, im a bit busy at the moment. oh well, if you insist, im coming in a few! see you!" and with that he hung up on the phone. "My tea- friend is really needing my help right now, so i cant be here when you two meet but i promise when you see the guy you'll know its him!" was the quick excuse he got out before running off as if someones life depended on it. "oh.. well bye." you muttered watching him run off behind some corner somewhere.
Todo babagrill pov:
my besto friendo had said yesterday that there was someone he wanted me to meet at the park that day, so i went to the park. halfway there he sends me a text saying Gojo called him in for something and that i had to meet the person he wanted me to meet by myself, he said that when i saw them i'd know it was them though, so im hoping he's right.
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Arriving at the park, i see that he-S abseloutely right. Sitting on a bench is the most beautiful/handsome/the prettiest person ive ever seen in my entire life, and on the face was a very familliar gemstone that matched mine. "Hey!.. youre the one Yuuji wanted me to meet, right?" i half yelled to the person, their eyes quickly locking upon mine, and at that moment, it felt like there was nothing lese in the world for a few moments but us, and before i knew it we were standing in the middle of the park path in each others embrace. i never thought i could be this gentle towards anyone but takada-chan, but i guess this is the soulmate bonddoing its thing huh.
"Somehow you give off the exact vibe that i expected you to" the person in my arms, correction, my soulmate chuckled. "And im guessing you have some plant thing going on?" "yeah haha, i just cant believe this is real, like, that kid found my soulmate before me! but im glad he set us up to meet each other."
we then seperated from the hug, deciding to hold hands instead, and decided to go and get to know each other over a dinner. Man, soulmates are really cool, arent they?
hahaha yeah so that was it, sorry if some parts were better than others i wrote this over like 2 or 3 days i cant remember and sometimes i wrote later at night than others so really sorry if its kinda shit. but thanks for reading, bye!
Headcanons for Todou for how he takes care of his s/o in a relationship (would also be down to hear how long it took him to realize his feelings for you if inspiration allows).
(AN: You have no idea how excited I am that my first ask was for Todou! I love this idiot. I ended up writing a whole lot, so the silly, bad, and ugly are under the cut! As well as how long it took him to realize his feelings for you xoxo)
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How Todou takes care of his S/O in a relationship:
The So Amazingly Good:
🌸 Todou is a bright ray of sunshine starting early in the morning -- once he’s nice and awake anyway. He’ll insist you get up with him so you two can start the day off right together ... even if it is really early. Todou likes his routines, and the more you get up with him and participate in that routine, the more you find yourself liking it too. It definitely helps getting to shower together and get yourselves looking nice for the day!
🌸 Speaking of, Todou really respects someone who takes care of their appearance. Not due to vanity, but because he takes his own very seriously as well. If you’re having a bad day and don’t feel like getting out of bed, don’t even worry about it. Todou will make a nice, hot bath for you and pluck you out of bed himself, insisting that cleaning up will make you feel much better.
🌸 I really hope you’re here for encouragement all of the time, because Todou is all about it. He’s always trying to help you reach your goals, big or small. Whether you’re trying to make something new for dinner or trying to hit a difficult pose in yoga -- or even trying to get a new position at your current job, Todou is right there, being your personal cheerleader and doing whatever he can to help you stay motivated.
🌸 He loves physical contact, by the way. Hand holding is all fine and dandy, but this man likes to have his hand at the small of your back or around your waist when you’re out together. It makes him feel so happy, having you so close to him. He’ll respect it if you tell him to back off a little, but it’ll make him pouty for sure.
🌸 Kisses are a big part of Todou’s love language. A kiss on the top of your head for a hello. A kiss to your temple when you’re curled up together. A kiss on your forehead when you wake up. It’s a part of his communication with you, and a way for him to express himself as well.
🌸 Also, talk about romance and romantic outings. This man has an insane imagination and comes up with romantic scenarios that you could only dream of. He puts so much thought and effort into every little touch, every little piece. Todou is a smart man, and he remembers every single one of your favorite little things. Favorite flowers, favorite foods, favorite treats. You have to be a little careful though, when saying that something “sounds nice” or that you’d like to experience it someday. Like, you better be serious, because Todou is about to make that passing thought a reality.
🌸 After a long day, Todou manages to tone down his always-at-100% personality at home. He’ll cook, or help you cook, a delicious meal to sit down with and turn on one of your favorite shows. He’s ready to cuddle up on the couch and just enjoy being with you. But, if you’re wanting to do anything extra, he’s ready to tap into that never-ending energy and do whatever you want to do!
🌸 He’s a near expert in the human body, so if you’ve got an ache or a pain, he’s there to massage it away. Just be careful when telling him how much it really hurts, because he’s real strong.
More under the cut~
The Silly:
🌸 Todou can never remember how long you’ve been dating, because he mixes it up with his dumb fantasies. He also really over-exaggerates how you guys met.
🌸 Boredom is Todou’s number one fear, and that means he brings a lot of weird ideas to you to keep the two of you entertained.
🌸 He loves to carry you around everywhere, despite the fact that you can obviously walk there yourself, because he’s a bit of a show-off and he loves hearing you giggle -- or hearing you telling him off.
🌸 Todou loves telling everyone in every way you conquered the love he had for Takada. He still respects Takada, but his obsessive love is now pinned to you, and everyone is gonna hear about it.
The Bad:
🌸 Todou’s job is very dangerous, and that’s why every moment that he has with you, he considers special. Unfortunately, that may come off as him suffocating you with attention.
🌸 He’s gone for long periods of time, sometimes. You can’t always rely on him when you’re having a bad day, so you have to have your own inner strength to persevere through life while he’s gone.
The Ugly:
🌸 Todou is very headstrong and opinionated, and there will be times when he doesn’t understand what you’re feeling or why you’re feeling it. It’ll cause conflict if you’re not willing to be patient with him and help him understand what you’re going through. He may seem extremely pushy to help you get out of your funk, and that may cause a world of hurt between the two of you. He solves problems by going head first through them, and having to take a different approach is hard for him.
🌸 You can’t be a jealous person and persist with this man. He’s still going to ask every man who fights him what his type of woman is, and Todou has his examples of his favorites! You’ll have to understand that this interaction he has with peers and enemies, and his love for you, are two completely separate things.
How Long It Took Todou to Realize His Feelings
🌸 Oh lordy does this man like to play it cool. Of course he recognized his feelings for you instantly, and you can’t convince him otherwise!
🌸 In reality, it took him some time to realize his true feelings for you. He always thought the feeling he had for Takada was true love and adoration. Then you came along, and the longer you stuck around, the more he couldn’t get you out of his head.
🌸 Todou, bless him, thought about you endlessly and thought you must be his new best friend.
🌸 It took some time, and one very elaborate fantasy that spun out of his control, to realize that he had deep, romantic feelings for you. He didn’t expect to ask you out in his fantasy!! But you were there, instead of Takada!! And you ... You didn’t turn him down!
🌸 He was hilariously shy when trying to ask you out outside of his fantasy. The fear of rejection is strong when he’s finally putting it into play. But you simply giggled and asked him if he finally realized how long you’d liked him.
