#toge fluff

[masvrecords]

Salmon ! Look, the snow !

Isn't the snow beautiful ? Well, isn't it even prettier, when it's the same color as his hair ?

content : just pure fluff, maybe reader being a little bipolar lol

May's note : It was from a request but my dumbass erased it accidentally because of SCHOOL WIFI so I had to redo it from the START AGH.. so it's really not my best, I'm gonna do more pics with him tho to fill up lol. had a crash out but that's ok bc WE LOVE OUR BOY INUMAKI

The winter was already here at Jujutsu High, the cold breeze brushing your cheeks the second you would step outside, the frozen trees covered in Christmas decorations surrounding the place, giving a chill yet nostalgic feeling.

Everyone's a bit sceptic about winter. Alright it's pretty, and it's the whole holiday mood and all ; but it's always the same damn things that happened at this time.. at least for you : having a cold and staying in bed all fucking day without even enjoying the Christmas spirit.. Plus, there's not snow yet, so what's a good winter without snow ? Well, it's not a good winter.

You were making yourself some noodles to heat yourself in the freezing common room, confident about beating the fuck out of the flu like some kind of video game.

"God, why didn't they buy a fucking heater already ?"

You mumble through your hoodie that you definitely didn't steal to a white haired and purple eyes boy, with a scowl and pouting expression on your face.

You finished plating your noodles, carefully, aesthetically pleasing. You huff proudly, sitting on a table to devour this shit. Your stomach growled loudly at the sight, and you were about to dive in when-

"Salmon roe ?"

You freeze mid-bite. Fuck, why did he have to come when you were eating a whole lot of carbs, not make-up on, hair all messy and-

WEARING HIS HOODIE ??!

You immediately turn your face, met with a curious looking Toge Inumaki really reaaaally close to your face.

You choke on your food and he looked almost little worried (how cute he is) and tapped gently on your back. When he gave you some water and you stopped to choke, Toge just noticed the hoodie you were wearing, and you noticed that he noticed, so you just stared in the void in pure embarrassment. What could fucking be worse than succeeding three really embarrassing moments, in front of your.. friend ? Crush ? Flirt ? You don't even know.

He chuckled.

He actually chuckled over the fact that you took his hoodie.

Oh gosh.

That was too embarrassing.

You immediately shot your eyes up to him, face burning hot despite the room temperature. It definitely felt too hot in the room here, did they finally buy a goddamn heater ?

"W-why are you laughing ?"

You tried, really tried not to stare into his purple eyes, but you couldn't help yourself ! They were just so.. captivating. You didn't know why, but the more you looked at them, the less you wanted to break the eye contact.

He shrugged his shoulders at your question with a soft smile. He pointed at your plate, then at his open mouth, asking a taste.

You hesitate at first, but his cute soft eyes made you give in. Plus, it's not the first time you both shared something, you were literally in his hoodie. You placed the plate between the two of you and you both eat in silence, like always. That's what you liked but disliked at the same time with Toge.

You liked it because you love a calm, silent environment, his presence could fill every. void anyway.

You disliked it, because you couldn't really talk with him, thanks to his cursed speech. But you lived with it and learned how to communicate, so it does it. And talking only with rice balls ingredients really adds something for him.

When you both finished the food, you slowly turn to look at him, but he was already staring. Your eyes met for one second before you both turned your head on the opposite way. You wanted to take the plate to clean it, but it turns out he also wanted to, so your hands touched each other's, electric.

You both freeze and look back at each other.

It's like the world stopped, the only matter at the moment was the other. Your eyes were drowned in his, some of his white soft-looking hair brushing on his forehead. But-

"Haiii ! It should be snowing soon guys ! I'm so ready for snow fight !"

"Quit screaming for God's sake, I don't want a headache, ruins my outfit.."

It was like Yuji and Nobara threw a bucket full of ice and water, and you just noticed how really close you and Toge had been. You pull back immediately, cheeks flushed, walking fast to the sink and put the plate in it. You come back, and you couldn't even look at him.

Yuji, the oblivious he is, didn't notice the sweet moment he just broke, still smiling and rambling about the snow.

But Nobara, being a girl, could feel it. She gave you a knowing look, one that said "we are so gonna talk about this later".

-----

An hour or two later, the snow had finally settled in, leaving just a white drape covering the whole school. It was although sunny, so everyone was rushing to slip in their outdoor snowy-weather outfit to finally enjoy the snow !

There was no one that stayed inside : Gojo-sensei and Yuji were laughing really loudly while dodging and throwing snowballs at each other, Nobara was taking cute pictures of her in the snow, even Megumi was kneel down nearby, trying in vain to create a snowman.

Where was he ?

You wanted to be in a quieter spot, without anyone, so you opted for one you knew behind the school.

It was beautiful : it was right on the little cliff, the white texture of the snow still fresh from the lack of person here, a wood bench placed carefully face to face with the beautiful view of the forest and the town far away, white from the cold.

You kneel down and admire the view, smiling at yourself from the comfort and peace this place could give you. That's when you heard some noises behind you. Steps that you could recognize even in a crowd.

Toge stood still beside you, looking at the landscape you seemed to admire. He didn't say a word, his hands in his pockets.

He then kneel down to match your pose and looks at you. At first, you tried to ignore it, thinking he was just looking at something behind you. But you could feel his stare burning on you, so you slowly turn your head towards him.

For a second, you both stare at each other, the view now forgotten. The silence between you was comforting at first, but it quickly became awkward with how you were looking at each other. So you looked down and started fidgeting with the snow, modeling and quite playing with it.

You eventually got yourself in it, using now both your hands, trying to form something concrete. You are not really good with your hands, a little pout forming on your face at how difficult it seemed to just make a little fucking snowman.

Toge watched all through it, and he smiled at seeing your form struggling so much. So what he did, he moved to place himself properly in front of you, and he helped you with the snow.

You both modeled the snow in silence, the awkwardness now far forgotten. Your hands eventually brushed his, and you both look up at the same time right after. And when your soft smile creeps on your face ?

He blushed.

He blushed, but didn't really hide it. Maybe he didn't know, or maybe he was feeling hot, you don't know. He then smiles back at you, reaching his beautiful purple eyes.

Then, after some time of work, you eventually managed to create a beautiful snowman. It was way bigger than you expected it to be, it almost reached the height of your neck, but you felt proud anyway.

"It looks soooo good !!"

"Tun—"

You squeal and jump excitedly, and without even thinking you take him in a tight embrace, arms wrapped around his neck. He answers your hug with his arms wrapping around your waist, and you immediately realize that you're literally the one that hugged him. But feeling him reciprocate made you feel secure and so you didn't leave.

You eventually pulled back, blush creeping on both of your faces.

Both of you looked at the snowman, and you suddenly got an idea. You take his hand and place him just beside the lifeless form.

"Stand here, I've got a surprise !"

With a confused look, he lets you do so, watching your figure as you seem to draw something on the snowman, each little moment looking at his face like you're analyzing something.

Finally you pull back, wiping fake sweat on your forehead and raising a thumbs up at him.

"You like it ?"

He looks at the snowman, and he melts. You literally arranged the snow on its head to look like his hair, and drew a smile on its face, but not a normal smile. Its mouth had the same mark he has from his hereditary curse, two little circles on his lower cheek connected to his mouth by a line, just like a snake.

"Salmon."

He stared at it, and tentatively took your hand to hold it. You thought it would stop just then, but no. He leans his head a little, holding up your hand, and he kiss the back of it, without looking away from your art. You smile, heat going down your neck.

"Glad you like it, Toge"

And when he looked at you, you couldn't help it. Each time your eyes would meet, you feel like you can't think. It's not your fault, you think, it's his. So yeah, you cup his cheeks in your hands.

He looked at you with those doe eyes you keep falling for, looking at your lips then back at your eyes, all confused and curious and flustered, his cheeks warm.

You slowly pull down his turtleneck, smiling softly, tracing the side of his jaw slowly. You lean just a little, to test the waters, to ask for permission, and when he doesn't pull back, you close the distance between your lips.

He immediately answers, shy and tentative at first, cupping your cheeks like you're the most precious thing in the world. Which you are, in his eyes.

His kiss was sweet, tender, almost fragile. His hands shaking on your cheeks, almost scared to touch you, yet desperate to feel more of you. You reassure him by putting them on your waist, and he sigh at your gesture.

Little snowflakes began to fall, landing in your hair. You both pull away, looking at each other like if you look away, one of you would disappear.

You both sit on the bench, not really caring about the snow that would stay on you. He wraps his arm around you by the side, and your head linger on his shoulder, and you both look ahead the falling snowflakes.

Isn't the snow beautiful ? Well, isn't it even prettier, when it's the same color as his hair ?

And with that, you know this moment is one of the greatest memories you have, if not the best.

--

But not without a little snowball fight. (which you win, of course, he can't let you lose)

[babybunnybratt]

Inumaki is many things, but innocent isnt one of them.

This is my first fic back after clawing myself back from nearly meeting Satan himself, so please bare with…

The hotel only has one bed you say…

“Gojo….why is there only one bed….”

“I can’t….hear you….tunnel or something….SORRY!”

The laughter that followed before he abruptly hung up on you cut through you like a hot knife. If it had been Nobara you needed to share the bed with, it would’ve been fine, hell even if it was Yuji you wouldn’t have minded all THAT much, but Inumaki? A guy you barely even managed to communicate with properly, let alone get to know well enough to sleep next to…What the fuck was Gojo playing at.

As you threw your phone on the bed and sank your head into your hands, you heard the click of the bathroom door open and flicked your eyes up to where your new bed buddy was now standing. His towel was dangerously close to barely covering his hip bones, and the remnants of the stream clung to his frame like smoke climbing a glass, your entire face burning up at the sight of him, half naked staring at you like he was looking at a confusing excuse for a curse.

A sudden flush slapped your face as you sat bolt up right, trying your hardest to keep your head facing the opposite direction again, the mental imagine of his abs now burned into your retinas for the foreseeable future, as you tried your best to fumble out an apology for staring.

“Shit sorry, didnt realise you were coming out of the shower, my bad! Um, so yeah….”

You not so gracefully flung your arm around and gestured to the double bed underneath you,

“Looks like Gojo just couldnt help himself…always trying to fuck with us even when hes no where near! I’ll sleep on the floor if you want, dont want to end up kicking you in the night or something…”

“Fish flakes, Tuna mayo.” (It’s fine, don’t worry about it.)

You still had a lot to learn about his way of communicating, those damn rice ball ingredients never got any easier to understand, especially when you were trying to be respectful and not look at his disgustingly beautiful body behind you. After a few seconds, you heard him clacking away at his phone, before hearing the text to speech voice cut through the room.

“I don’t care, as long as you’re comfortable with it. Im sure itll be okay, Kick me and I’ll just tell you to stay still lol.”

“lol? Cmon we’re not boomers here inumaki.”

“How else am I gonna make it sound like im laughing? Have you heard the way this thing says ‘hahahaha’?!”

The automated hahaha caused a laugh to stifle in your throat, not only did it sound incredibly robotic, but the rhythm of which it spoke made it sound more like a bad auto tune remix than an actual laughing reaction. His own chuckle erupted from his throat as he made it say it again, longer this time and way louder as he turned the volume up, both your laughter now filling the room and dismissing some of the obvious tension caused by Gojos butting in and ‘playing Cupid’ antics, helping you both relax even just a little bit more now.

After towel drying his hair and getting changed into some of his comfier clothes, he announced he was decent and you both lay back on the bed, fixing your pillows and awkwardly trying to keep a respectable distance between the two of you. It wasnt as if you didn’t get on, whenever you worked together or hung out in similar settings you both really did seem to bounce off each other quite nicely, it was just that youd never actually spent too much time together, especially not one on one, alone, like this. After a few moments of awkwardly fumbling with your phones, he decided to break the silence by asking who you were texting.

“Salmon roe?”

You flicked your eyes to him to question what he was saying and saw him staring down at your phone, prompting you to quickly close the conversation you were having about him with Nobara and pull up instagram instead, a flurry of memes now flooding your screen.

“Oh just, Nobara asking if I was okay. I told her about the whole bed thing so…”

He flicked his eyebrow up and tilted his head slightly, waiting for you to continue.

“She asked if I was worried about it, and i obviously told her no.”

The nervous chuckle that followed seemed to confuse him, why would you laugh at the idea of sharing a bed with him and someone asking if you were worried?

As you fumbled a string of nervous over explanatory nonsense for why you laughed, his fingers typed away on his phone,the voice now thankfully cutting you off with a question you never thought he’d ask out right so suddenly.

“Arent you worried, like, even a little?”

Shit. Should you be worried? Should you be nervous? Was he the type of guy to try it on with you in the middle of the night, even after everything Nonara assured you of? Your mind cascaded into a full on melt down as you tried to form a coherent answer, only for him to message again.

“That sounded weird. Sorry. I don’t want you to be worried, im just saying….i am a little.”

Suddenly your mouth decided that words could indeed come out again as you questioned why he would be the one worried about you.

“Wait, whyre you worried? Am I coming off as some kinda perv or something?! If this is about me staring at you when you came out of the shower, I really didn’t mean to! I heard the door go and I didn’t even realise you were showering in the first place, and it’s a natural reaction to look when you hear a noise, especially in our line of work and….

“I meant because there’s a hot girl next to me in bed.”

“…hot?”

His eyes widened slightly for a second as he tried his best to keep them glued to his phone, his over confident words hanging in the air as if typing them somehow made them easier to say out loud. It wasnt as if he was trying to keep it a secret that he found you attractive, it’s just with his limited vocabulary it’s not exactly the easiest thing in the world to flirt with someone, especially with one who doesn’t understand the differences between different rice ball ingredients.

After a short while, he eventually lifted his gaze to yours, a small shy smile trying to break the tension as he then exhaled slightly from his nose, his words still clinging to the air like that somehow made it easier to comeback from, or make sense of. You nervously laughed as you looked away, the idea of him finding you even remotely worth looking at causing the flush to spread up your throat, your words now getting caught as you tried your best to think of a response.

“Didnt er, think you were like that. Thought you were Yano, kinda into…panda?”

“Why does everyone think im gay?!”

A roar of laughter erupted from your throat at his apparent anguish at the very real assumptions everyone thought of him and panda hanging out daily together. It wasnt as if you were set on him being gay, it’s just that everyone had told you not to worry about him trying anything when you two went away on this mission together. Hell, even Gojo made a not so subtle joke about how it would probably take a whole army of curses to pin him down, just for him to even think to reach for your hand.

“Im not gay, i very much do like women, okay? Like…a lot.”

“Oh, a lot ey? You might wanna try telling everyone else that then! The amount of people that told me not to worry about you trying anything…”

“Wait, what? They said that?”

Suddenly your words stopped him in his faked annoyance and caused him to turn more towards you, his body now facing yours.

“Oh um, yeah kinda, but they didn’t mean it in a bad way! Yano, youre just so….”

“Gay?” “Innocent.”

Your answer interrupting his made him pause for a second, thoughts ran past his mind as if he himself was questioning just how little everyone around him truly knew him.

“….innocent? Is that really how they see me?”

A beat of silence stretched between the two of you, before you answered again.

“Arent you?”

His fingers hovered over his phone for a moment, his mind trying its best to decide if he was ready to admit to something he wasn’t sure was going to be reciprocated just yet.

“Im not a pervert but, I mean, im still a guy Yano. Ask panda, hes walking in on me a few times…”

“Oh my god, please don’t finish that sentence when I’m right next to you in bed!”

Your laughter caused a tiny smirk to pinch at his lips as he flicked his eyes to the side,slightly towards you, before returning to type again.

“What…scared im not as innocent as you all think I am?”

“What? No, Im not ‘scared’ i just….”

Without skipping a beat he replied quickly to your response, his confidence being less faked now as he let his truer intentions filter through slightly.

“Prove it. Sit closer then.”

Anxiety pinged in your stomach as soon as you heard the voice quickly interrupt you, shit…maybe he wasn’t as shy and reserved as everyone thought he might’ve been. You never were one to back away from a challenge at the best of times, so why would you start now, especially with someone as toned and funny as him right next to you, egging you on.

You shifted on the bed and sat yourself next to him, your thighs now touching as you felt his muscles flex slightly at the contact, your own nearly shaking at the close proximity.

“I ain’t scared of shit, if I can go toe to toe with Megumi when Gojos just annoyed the ever loving crap out of him, for the last piece of tofu then sitting closer to you is like a walk in the park.”

His half lidded, sultry eyes slowly looked towards yours as his eyebrow slowly raised, the sudden shift in atmosphere threatened to grab your throat and pull you under, as he then suddenly slammed his hand down on your thigh and squeezed it once, his fingers daring not to shudder under the weight of what he was about to do. You tensed your thigh, swallowed your anxiety and followed suit, slamming your own hand down on his too, confirming to him and yourself that no matter what, you werent going to be the first one to lose this apparent game of chicken you were now thrust into.

If your heartbeat wasnt downing your hearing out, you might’ve heard him swallow the lump in his throat, or the tiny inhale he tried to suppress as soon as your hand landed on his thigh, but it didn’t matter now, all that mattered was if he moved his hand, then you had to too.

‘See? Walk in the park. Whatre you gonna do eh? Throw some cursed speech my way? Cause that would be the only way youd ever win this game I hope you know.”

His hand suddenly tightened again, causing your chest to rise and your own hand to grip onto him tightly too, both of you stuck in the awkward beginning of something you both clearly wanted, but were too nervous to advance further into just yet. That was until he decided that since neither of you were at home, he had no other choice…

“Tell me to stop.”

Both of your hands were now pinned at the top of your head as he used one of his to restrain you, using the other to awkwardly type out what he wanted to say. Your breathing was ragged and your body now crushed under his as he towered over you, his lean frame now caging you to the mattress under you both. All it took was you guiding your hand up his thigh and calling him out for being a pussy for stopping before he got to your pants, for him to fling you under him and grind down into you, using his strength to overpower you and show you why none of you should’ve ever underestimated him in the first place.

The next words out of your mouth surprised even you, as you lifted your head to meet him, your lips daring to brush his as you whispered your reply into his trembling open mouth.

“Please don’t stop.”

Thats all it took, as soon as he heard your reply, he crashed his mouth into yours, his tongue almost immediately darting to drags cross yours as he pushed his body harder down into you. The intensity of the kiss caused a tiny mewl of a moan to escape you, as your legs instinctively opened up more for him, and your back to arch closer to him, his other hand now grabbing your waist and helping guide you closer. The more he kissed you, the more you could feel his cock begging to push into you, his thrusts staying controlled but intense, as he pushed you now harder into the mattress below.

It took mere seconds before you were both clawing at eachothers clothes, pulling at them like they were personally insulting you by clinging to the others frames, for you both to end up completely naked and back to grinding into eachother again like before. His cock perfectly glided between you, catching your slick and moving against you like it was made to do so, only for him to break away from the kiss and slow his thrusts, his breathing matching yours as he pressed his forehead to you and fumbled again for his phone.

“You sure you wanna do this? Cause once we start, i dont think I’ll ever be able to stop.”

You grabbed his hand away from the phone and pressed it against your chest, helping him play with you as you pressed your open mouth to his.

“Trust me, if I didn’t wanna do this, I’d of flipped you on your ass as soon as you touched me.”

The markings on his cheeks suddenly became crushed upwards as he smirked at your response, his tongue now darting out and teasing yours to follow it back more into his own mouth, as he then continued to thrust more up against you, his cock finding the perfect spot to glide against you and force a moan to echo from your throat again.

He thrusted a few more times against you, the feeling of your warmth and wetness almost making him lose his mind, as he then pulled back and trailed one hand down your stomach and inbetween your thighs, his fingers perfectly finding your clit and rubbing small tender circles across it. The sudden contrast of his cock to his fingers made you jolt slightly, he was tender and soft to begin with, but the electricity that you felt rattle your core caused your hips to jerk upwards to meet his movements, only spurring him on to move his fingers faster. He gently moved them down and curdled them into you, as he peppered from your lips to your neck in tight, hot pecks, his teeth now claiming you as if he needed to taste you since finally feeling how tight you were inside.

He pumped his fingers gently into you to begin with, using the rocking from your hips as guidance on how quickly to push into you, but once he fully pushed in and heard you gasp as he tilted his hand and found the perfect spot inside you, there was very little restraint inside him to stop himself from pumping his fingers into you at a dizzying pace and helping you cum completely undone around him. It didn’t take him long before he found the perfect pace, his fingers gliding in and out of you with ease as you began flooding his palm,his dick thrusting into your thigh as he helped guide you towards your first orgasm of the night.

Your body craved more, the tightening grip of his hand on your wrists, the intense grinding of his fingers inside you pulling you closer to the blinding white light inches away from plunging you under, you couldnt help it, your hips just seemed to be grinding up towards him more as you tried to reposition him so his cock was the one thrusting into you instead of his hand. He used his hips to push you back down, helping you take his fingers first as, even thought he might not be the biggest cock in the world according to his own insecurities, he definitely was thick enough for you to need at least some form of stretching before you took any of him on, no matter how eager you were.

He felt you flutter around him as his name and that of a god he knew you never believed in spilled from your throat, the wave of pure ecstasy fully engulfing you as your back arched and your nails dug into his hand above your head. After he helped you ride that first high, he couldnt contain himself any longer, so as soon as your hips stopping shaking and your eyes fluttered back open to look for his, he gently removed his fingers and fisted his cock, helping glide it back to your entrance and slowly push his head into you. The stretch from him pushing into you was mind numbing, he wasnt the first person youd ever had sex with before, he was definitely the most attentive, and passionate. He took his time, he worked you up, and Jesus fuck did he know how to tease, because the second his head was in you, he stopped pushing and just held it there, his teeth returning back to your neck and claiming it for every curse tomorrow to see.

You moved your hips to help him delve deeper, but the more you moved, the more he moved with you, adamant he would be the one to control the depth and intensity of the session, only to chuckle slightly when you let out a whiny moan at the fact he wasnt pushing fully into you. He kissed his way up to your mouth and held it inches away from you, teasing you with the tip of his tongue, drawing more whines out before finally pushing fully into you and moaning into your open mouth back at you, as your breath got ripped away from you in an instant.

As soon as he was fully inside you, you felt every fibre of your being screaming from him to move more. Instead of quickly pounding you into the mattress, he simply kept himself in you, and only slightly circled his hips, clearly savouring the tightness of you surrounding him finally, before giving in and pulling one of your legs up over his shoulder and pushing deeper inside of you. The more he thrust, the more the air got knocked from your throat, each pound felt like he was pushing you harder into the bed, as he started to pick up a faster more urgent pace, his fingers now almost bruising your wrists as he continued to hold them up by the headboard above you.

What started as a gentle, easing into love making, quickly turned into his own personal declaration as to why innocent should never be a word thrown his way, as his hips slapped against yours, his sweat now trickling down his throat as he finally freed your hands and used his own to dig into your hips, forcing you to meet him with each punishingly fast thrust. He had moved more onto his knees as he helped fuck you back into him, your tits now bouncing and evading his mouth as he tried to latch on and litter you in markings, his mind going numb from just how tightly you hugged him, his own high dangerously close to slapping him across the face embarrassingly too soon. The more he heard you scream and moan, the more he had to make sure he didn’t slip up snd use his cursed technique on you. It was always something he had thought about doing, but understood that it wasn’t something he could just whip out on someone, especially it being the first time he was fucking them, but the way you bounced so perfectly onto his cock had his mind second guessing himself even more, maybe youd be into it? Maybe he could do it just once.

“Cum.”

As soon as he said it, you gushed all around him, your walls dragging him in deeper and clamping down around him. The backlash of his technique and the accompanied intensity of your orgasm caused him to almost instantly cum as well, his cock twitching and unloading the most intense and body crumbling orgasm of his life deep inside you. He didn’t intend on cuming just yet, he wanted to make you cum at least a few more times before he did, but the intensity of you pulling him in and feeling how tight you were milking him, he really couldnt help himself.

As soon as you both started coming down from your highs, he collapsed ontop of you and panted into your chest, tiny kisses trying their best to litter you as he desperately tried to regain his breathing, all but failing as both your visions fuzzed around the edges and your bodies shook from the afterglow. After a few minutes of shared panting and consciousnesses stabilising, he eventually pulled out and laid next to you, his arm out stretched to beckon you onto his chest only to realise your eyes were still fluttering and your mouth was still panting. A gentle chuckle escaped his mouth as he turned to lay on his side, flinging his arm now around your stomach and wiggling his head back towards your neck, exhaling deeply as he let a tiny “salmon?”utter into your hair.

To say you underestimated inumakis ability to make you fold like a lawn chair almost immediately was a wildly inaccurate understatement, especially considering you went another three more rounds before the sun even managed to peak through and declare it morning, still…there were worse ways to unwind before dealing with about 6 grade 1 curses for the next three days straight, I suppose.

[arabella0001]

🗨️ cursed hero

⟡ cn: small fluff scenario with toge inumaki. slight angst/comfort. explicit violence description.

⟡ a/n: everytime i see him, i only think about:

Inumaki is a curse speech user, his speech amplifies the power and complusion of words. He limits his vocabulary to keep others safe.

・゜・。.

Running between the streets of Shibuya, your eyes widened in shock, the tension in your muscles nearly snapping your tendons. You couldn’t move?

Toge’s voice was loud enough, amplified by the megaphone.

“Don’t move!”

Replaying the previous events in your mind, since the chaos had disrupted the energy frequency of people so much that nobody could react any smarter. Did a boy just speak, right? But how could he stop you from moving? Were you finally going insane?

A little rewind.

While Inumaki had started moving around, coming across several transfigured people who were attacking civilians and stopping them, Yuji ran into him, his agitated state of mind written all over his face.

“Toge! Damn it…” Looking around, Yuji’s head was already throbbing, forced to choose between saving Gojo and helping the others. “What do I do? How do I help?”

Toge’s body moved, twisting as he raised a leg before slamming it down on the head of a transfigured human. “Bonito flakes.” His seriousness was carved in the furrow of his brows, glancing over his shoulder. “Takana!”

He waved his hand dismissively, and Itadori froze in place once more, surprised. Then he nodded, trusting Toge to handle the situation better as he turned, sprinting toward the stairs. “Here we go again…” he muttered under his breath.

Toge gave him one last glance before refocusing on the task ahead. Looking around at the largest crowd he had ever seen in his life, his command came moments later.

Don’t move.

He let out a breath, ribs expanding, trying to ease the tension even slightly as he began carrying civilians.

Meanwhile, you couldn’t wait any longer, the curse on your shoulder making everything worse. Your mind only cursing in distress: “Shit. Shit. Shit.” These mindless spirits again. You had been able to see them for a while now. At first, you thought it was your imagination, convincing yourself to finally seek a therapist.

Still, even your imagination couldn’t be twisted enough to invent these monstrosities for no reason at all. It wasn’t hard to deduce that every time your spirit weakened—saddened by a human experience, even slightly—you or the people around you became targets.

Only in the pupil around your darkened iris, dimmed from the lack of light, could the shock be seen when your hair whipped with the sudden wind. Toge’s hand shoved the cursed spirit away, the movement snapping your attention toward him, following the sorcerer with your eyes as he turned, locking his gaze directly on you.

He brought the megaphone to his mouth, turning left while still looking at you, drawn in by your observant stare.

“You can move again.”

Feeling the blood rush through your arteries at your own command, you stepped forward slightly, breath ragged from the adrenaline surge. You raised your head just as the cursed boy from earlier began coughing, bending forward until red stains spattered the ground.

“Hey—” Approaching him, hesitant to touch him since you didn’t know for sure if he was an ally, you knelt down. “Are you okay?”

He shook his head, still coughing, lifting a hand in front of you as if to tell you to stay back. You didn’t know what to do, glancing around to assess the situation while people ran frantically in every direction. At least the transfigured humans weren’t in sight for now. A few minutes of reprieve couldn’t hurt when one of them could barely breathe.

You noticed a small bottle sticking out from his front pocket as he bent down. You grabbed it, frowning, probably imagining a word slipping from his lips that didn’t seem to fit the present moment. “Salmon?”

Exhaling slowly, you placed a hand on his back, praying this wasn’t the way you’d die by the hands of this pale weirdo since you don’t know for sure he is really a goos guy. “Look at me.”

Toge felt nauseated, dizzy from the side effects of his words. Two commands for such large crowds were hard to handle so quickly if he didn’t take a necessary breath.

Your sudden agitated voice as you turned and saw more transfigured people rushing toward you sent a jolt of alertness through Toge’s body. “Look at me! Please, dammit—”

Everything happened so fast. Toge’s hand seized yours, snatching the small bottle and tipping his head back as he downed it in one motion. Then, you let out a startled sound as he pulled you into his arms, stealing your breath when your face was pressed against his chest.

Toge swung you roughly with him, delivering a strike from behind, his leg snapping upward to launch the bodies far from you both, crushing them into the ground.

You cursed under your breath as Toge looked down at you, then around, realizing you were the only human still here—staying to help him as he was trying to resolve the chaos.

“Mustard leaf?”

Now was not the time for your head to start playing tricks. You forced yourself to understand what that was supposed to mean, but it wasn’t hard, not with his eyes flicking toward your trembling legs. Maybe he was asking if you could move?

You felt pathetic, even if Toge didn’t say anything. And even more pathetic when your feet left the ground entirely, your face buried against his chest, your hands clutching his shoulders.

The only thing calming you was the warm brush of air against your temple, his breath against you as he walked, searching for a shelter where he could leave you safe enough.

“Sorry.” Your voice was muffled into his clothes. Toge raised a brow at that, glancing at you. The tone of your words was a mix of aggression and embarrassment. “For not having weird powers like you? For not losing your time? Shit, I don’t even know…”

Toge looked straight ahead, murmuring under his breath.

“Bonito flakes.”

Your sudden raised voice snapped his head sharply toward you.

“So you do speak in food names!”

At least now you knew you weren’t insane. At least that. Your heartbeat raced, still unable to accept that just hours ago you were sipping coffee, stressing about final exams like a normal human being.

So, forcing your mind to latch onto something you didn’t understand distracted you. Since normal words made people obey him and…hurt him in return, forcing him to speak in code.

You caught yourself thinking aloud, while Toge silently thanked the hood for hiding his flushed cheeks as your eyes gleamed with admiration.

“That’s cool as fuck. What’s your name? Fuck, sorry. You can’t say it, right?”

He set you down gently in an abandoned area, at the reception of a building, shaking his head. He could see the fear in your expression, realizing you’d be left alone here. Still, Toge had to leave right now—

You couldn’t feel it. You couldn’t feel the massive cursed energy spreading in an instant. The signal that something was terribly wrong could only be seen on the tense boy in front of you.

His hands twitched against his legs, head snapping instantly towards the source.

“M-mustard leaf?”

You stutter, speaking something you believed made sense. Toge just gave you a side-glance before his eyes widened at a brutal sound that made you gasp, your legs moving in an instant, forcing yourself up after dragging your body through the dirt with your hands.

Coming behind him, both of you looked at the scene in front of you. Droplets of…buildings began falling from the air, crashing down into the area where injured people were still running in panic.

Toge moved with a speed you were certain was not normal. Seeing him lift injured people one by one forced you to react too. Your breath came ragged, tears painted your cheeks as the adrenaline surged through you, ignoring the painful tingling in your legs.

It was far too late for a human to notice in time—the multiple floors collapsing from above, destroying everything in their path. Including civilians. You ran as fast as you could, but the horrifying scenario was already unfolding before your eyes. Civilians wiped away, with only fragments of their bodies left as proof they had once been alive.

Toge couldn’t stop you when you began doing the same as him. He felt worthless watching the desperate need of ordinary humans fighting for others. They were supposed to protect you. All of you.

All he could do was act when you froze on the spot. Of course it was the first time you saw something like this. Of course it was your limit. Of course you couldn’t see that you were the next.

So Toge became the next. He came in front of you and pushed you as hard as he could toward a safer place for just a second. Only for him to be caught in the wreckage of Sukuna’s destructive battle.

The scream he let out would surely be imprinted on your mind forever.

“No, no! No, no, no…”

You fell directly to your knees, trembling hands desperately trying to find him among the ruins. You couldn’t believe he saved you here—you were supposed to be there, not him. He had a completely different purpose, one far stronger, one that might have had a chance to change something in this world…

When you saw a part of his body, you felt a relief rushing through you, begging, pleading he was still alive.

“Don’t die, white boy. Please don’t die…”

Only then, a figure appeared behind you, his blade slicing in an instant through the cursed, monstrous being that had prepared to end your life.

On the ground, still on your knees, this person lowered himself to be in front of your face.

“Sorry. Did I scare you?” His smile didn’t match yours, Yuta added. “Are you hurt?”

You blinked several times, barely able to speak. “N-not me…”

Yuta looked behind him, already knowing who was there. He lifted the ruined stone from his friend, revealing his bleeding body—especially the massive wound around the…missing arm.

“Toge-kun…”

Yuta stilled for a second too long, his smile fading drastically, leaving only his pale face. His features hidden by his black strands, he barely murmured to himself or to you. You couldn’t tell, until he looked over his shoulder at your kneeling form.

“Can you move?”

You swallowed hard, your throat dry, but with all the strength left in you, you nodded.

Yuta guided you, both of you carrying the injured boy on your shoulders and reaching, with the last of your hope, a brunette girl who hurried toward the only place left standing, showing you where to lay Toge on the table.

Yuta looked one more time at his friend, his pained expression shattering you. His voice cracked, lowered before he turned away.

“Please don’t leave him alone.”

After countless hours of begging every good spirit, the universe itself, for the battle outside to end—each time the floor shook beneath your legs—you saw Toge’s body stir slightly.

Rising from the chair, you dragged your exhausted body toward him.

“Toge!”

His eyelids barely opened, pained by the harsh light until a shadow helped him force them wider. He recognized you, grunting in agony, and saw your hands holding his. The only hand he had left. His fingers gripped yours weakly before he looked into your cornered gaze.

His voice was low, barely a whisper.

“Thank you.”

And Toge felt only a faint warmth within when you tried to speak.

“You’ll be okay. I swear, you’ll be okay…I’ll be right here. I’m [Name], by the way! Nice to meet you…Fuck, you probably don’t care right now, but…”

A faint smile flickered at his lips before his eyes shut once again.

[babybunnybratt]

‘Run’ series part 3

The next few days were filled with trudging to different houses, desperately trying to find more food, more water and more clothes to wear so you could combat the ever growing storm that was picking up beyond the horizon. You eventually stopped at a small cottage along the outside of the town you were about to leave, and found that the fireplace in the middle of the living room was still functional. He collected twigs and branches from the nearby trees that laced the outline of the building, and you raided every room in the house in search for something to conjure up a starting flame. You eventually found a set of matches in the under stairs cupboard, along with more broken furniture and bedding that could be used to warm yourself throughout the night. Most of the windows were broken in the house, but once he returned, he helped you patch them up as best you could with parts of a broken fridge and a half destroyed washing machine.

The fire roared between the both of you and for the first time since this whole shit storm started, you felt some what normal. You rested a few cans of food along the brick fireplace, letting them warm up against the flames as he laid out all of your clothes and tried his best to dry them off from the frozen snow that had laced them all over the last few days. Eventually he settled down next to you, laying sideways and warming his body against the flame as his eyes danced to yours. You were warming your hands against the flames as you sat cross legged next to him, his head near your knee.

“This is nice, feels good. Safe.”

You glanced at the page he was pushing towards you, smile pinching at your lips as you agreed.

“Yeah, always wanted to live in a cottage like this to be fair. S’cute.”

“Farmers wife coded.”

“Fuck off.” Your laugh felt easier to let out now, it may have only been what felt like a few days together, but knowing he didn’t have intensions of hurting you helped your walls crumble down quickly.

“Surprised you haven’t asked why I can’t speak yet. Too scared?”

“Bit personal isnt it, dont think it matters anyway. Heard you say a few words before, just thought it might’ve been trauma or something….”

“Frost bite.” He pointed to his throat then continued to write.

“Thought licking a pole would be funny when this all started. Didnt work out too well. Sepsis then frostbite. Throats all fucked up. Hurts to speak.”

“Hey, at least if I wanna ignore you all I have to do is look away…silver linings and all that.”

A tiny laugh came from him as he continued to write.

“Bit shit though, can’t voice what I want.”

A beat of silence stretched between the two of you for a second,before you decided to ask the question.

“…what do you want?”

“A lot of stuff I can’t have anymore. Warm bed, memes again, girlfriend. Couldnt ever tell her I love her properly even if I did.”

When you didn’t answer he quickly wrote again.

“Didnt mean you, don’t worry. Not being weird just, nostalgic I guess.”

“Ouch bitch…” your smile broke the brief awkwardness of his vulnerability. “I’d make a great girlfriend thank you very much. Even if I do look like this…..thought you were gay anyway.”

He deadpanned his face at you,

“Im joking, im joking. I’ve seen what happens when you wake up in the morning when you cuddle into me anyway.”

He quickly started writing as the flush briefly laced his cheeks,

“I CANT HELP THAT”

Laughter erupted between you two again, as he looked away and pretended to huff in protest at his morning wood giving away that he still had manly urges even if he was trying his hardest to keep them at bay.

“S’not a bad thing. Should be proud. I would be if I were you.”

He stared at you and raised his eyebrow, smirk trying not to slap its way across his face.

“Just saying….” You tried to hide your flushed cheeks as you reached over and passed him one of the cans of food that had now cooled down enough to pass for edible.

You sat and ate together,letting the flirtatious conversation die down as you enjoyed your first hot meal in what felt like months together, laughing absentmindedly at how messy he was as he tried to shove the food down his throat as fast as he could.

“Messy fucker arent you…” you laughed as you reached over and offered him the sleeve of your jumper to wipe his face against,

He wiped his mouth on your sleeve then reached for his book again.

“Can’t help it. Just nice to feel warm inside for once. Used to be messy in other ways too.”

“Yeah I bet.” Your thighs instinctively pushed together, as you tried to push the thought of him eating someone out to the back of your mind. The last thing you needed was thinking like that, especially with you not having washed yourself properly in days.

He shifted his eyes to your neck then back up to your face as he turned away, finishing up the food then putting the can towards the other bits that needed disposing of later on tonight, the tightness of his trousers becoming evidently clear because of the conversation at hand.

“Someone’s feeling the animalistic urges arent they…Shall we designate an area for…releasing those feelings? Stops us being weird and clawing at each other at night i guess.”

He snapped his eyes to you in almost horror, did you seriously just suggest that he wasnt the only one feeling these things inside sometimes.

“Did you seriously just suggest a designated wanking station?”

His cheeks hummed with laughter he was holding back, head tilted slightly towards yours, waiting for you to reply.

“What? We’re only human, you can’t blame me for trying to find a solution to the problems that come our way…Im just resourceful like that. Sue me.”

“I guess. Bit weird to know the others doing it though if we disappear to go there.”

“Better than trying to do it when we think the others asleep I guess.”

“Could just help each other out….” He spent awhile looking down at the page infront of him, terrified of showing you in case you didn’t see him like that. The last thing he needed was going back to facing away from each other at night and missing out on the tenderly warm cuddles, but something inside him persuaded him that it was worth a shot. He shyly pointed the page back towards you, glancing away not daring to see your reaction at his preposition as he gulped hard and braced himself for rejection.

“Fuck it, it’s gonna happen sooner or later anyway, might as well get the awkwardness out of the way now whilst we have a warm fire by us.”

His eyes flicked to yours, surely you were joking.

“Seriously? O.o”

You shrugged your shoulders and lay back on your hands as they rested behind you, trying your best to seem as nonchalant as ever, when in actuality your anxiety was reaching its peak at the thought of him pushing his fingers inside of you.

“It’s just touching, it’s not as if we haven’t cuddled up next to each other for the last few days, weeks? However long it’s been. Ive basically already felt you anyway, and you use my tits as a pillow almost every night too so….”

He sat up and crossed his legs infront of you, hands trembling as he continued to write his response to you.

“Dont laugh….”

You shook your head agreeing you wouldnt,

“I’ve never actually had sex or done anything like this before. Shitting myself I won’t lie. Cuddling is as close as I’ve gotten…”

He pushed the book towards you, eyes glued to it as he bared his vulnerability infront of you, praying that you wouldnt pity him or worse, laugh. You smiled and nodded at him, looking at him intensely.

“Me either dont worry. I mean, ive done a tiny bit but just over the clothes stuff. Weve already basically done more at night anyway so, we can learn together… if you want?”

He nodded shyly then started to write again,

“Want me to lay out the sleeping bag? Make it nicer than this floor?”

You agreed as his eyes met yours, a nervous smile flashing your way as he stood up, unpacked the sleeping bag then laid it infront of the fire for you both to lay on. You stood up and moved out of the way as his shaking hands tried his best to make it as comfortable as possible for you both, laying it down then taking a few rolled up jumpers out to put underneath to mimic pillows. He crouched down first, sitting back on his heels as he looked up at you and you followed suit, sitting back on yours infront of him. You smiled at him and spoke,

“Don’t have to be so scared Yano Toge, wanna just cuddle like we do to sleep and go from there? Might be easier.”

He shook the nervousness from his face and agreed, laying down waiting for you to lay down as well so he could cuddle up into your chest. As you laid down, he nervously put his arm around your waist like usual then gently laid his head on your chest, his heartbeat frantically beating against you as you lay your arm over his. You started by pushing your chest slightly closer to his face, nudging him slightly to look up at you. It took him a few seconds to gulp back his nervousness before he reached his eyes to yours, hands tightening around your side as he saw your beaming smile trying to reassure him. You looked down at his lips then back up as you started to close your eyes, closing the distance between the both of you.

Before long he was ontop of you, inbetween your legs and cradling your face in his hands. His kisses were slow and soft, hands warmer than they’d ever been thanks to the dying fire behind you now lost to the background of the moment between the two of you. His gently pushed his hips into you as the kiss deepened, tongues gently dancing together as your breath hitched in your throat. You reached down to his ribs and started to make your way to his trousers, causing him to pull back slightly and stare at you with pupils blown wide and breaths panting.

“Im not going to try fuck you don’t worry, just want to help you out. Make it easier to feel me.”

He nodded and helped undo his trousers as you did the same with yours, both now being discarded as your shirts followed suit. He returned his body back ontop of yours, slender toned frame encasing you as he lay an arm around your head to cradle it. His other hand returned to your face as he drew tiny circles along your cheek, following the trail with his lips afterwards causing goosebumps to cover almost all your body. He made his way down to your neck as he pressed his hips to meet the damp fabric of your pants and almost jutted harder into you at the feel of you. He couldnt believe how wet you were already for him, the feeling alone causing his boner to already ache from how hard he was, and how desperately he needed your touch. As he peppered your neck and collar bone in kisses, you pushed your hips up into him to meet his friction as you trailed your hand back down again past his ribs and towards where you both met.

You reached your hand to the top of his boxers and teasingly danced a finger just under his waistband as he pulled back slightly, letting you free him from them. As you pulled them away from him, you heard the unmistakable sound of a slap hit against his stomach as he then pushed himself back towards you, stopping your eyes from looking directly at how badly he wanted you. You let out a shy laugh as he shook his head, and continued to kiss down the trail of your collarbone, hiding his flushed cheeks against you.

“You don’t have to hide, im not gonna laugh. I just wanna feel you.”

A small “hmm” sounded from his throat as he pulled back slightly more and let you wrap your hand around him. As soon as you tenderly wrapped your hand around his length, he moved his hand from your waist and trailed it down your stomach, stopping his kisses and movements and placing a hand over yours that lay around him, as he leant back and fumbled quickly for his notebook again.

“Might cum quick. Sorry.”

As soon as he leant back down and showed you the page, you let out an understanding laugh and reassured him you didn’t care. As soon as he heard your response he let go of your hand and let you continue, moving your hand gently up and down his extremely hard length, making sure you kept your touch soft but slightly firm.

This was the first time youd ever touched someone so intimately before, so you had to use your best judgement on his hard to grasp, how fast to go and how far up and down you needed to stroke. The moment you started moving your hand up and down, you could feel the warmth of his breath quickening against your neck, as he trailed his fingers down your stomach and towards the side of your pants. He pushed the fabric to the side and started reaching down towards your entrance, your slick growing made him shudder with anticipation snd anxiety, as he then pressed one finger tenderly inside of you. The moment he entered you, your moan broke the tension in the air, your hips were bucking up to ask for more friction as you started to move your hand faster around him.

He trailed his shaky breaths and lips back up towards yours as he embraced you again, forcefully pressing his lips to yours as tiny mewls fell from his mouth. Both of you were now trying your best to please the other, but it being both your first times, it took a lot longer than it did when youd do it yourself. Awkward fumbles and mismatched rhythms soon turned to mutual thrusting and grinding, both equally fed of pretending you didn’t want to fully delve into each other and become one.

“Fuck toge, I think I need you. Like really need you. Is it too much to ask for more?”

He shook his head no and gently took his finger out of you, pushing his hips closer towards your soaking wet pussy to show he also wanted to go further. You released your hand from around him and snaked both your arms around his neck as you continued to kiss, tongues dancing forcefully now against the other as anticipation and need took over. As he lined himself up to your entrance, he let it slide up against your clit a few times, gathering your slick before he pulled away from the kiss to write one last time.

“Are you sure you want to do this? Dont want to hurt you. Happy to stop and just cuddle.”

You pushed the book aside, assuring him that you were ready if he was. He smiled down at you as you responded, choosing to tenderly kiss you again and brush the stray hair that was now clung to your forehead as he then took a deep breath and reached down to help line himself up to you again.

[babybunnybratt]

Truth or dare

With Yuji, panda, Megumi and inumaki.

Youd all returned back from your gruelling separate missions and trickled into the common room one by one as exhaustion hugged you all tightly around your bones. The first to arrive were you and Yuji, both flopping on the sofa at either end and shoving your gross feet into each others faces as you collapsed and let out almost deafeningly loud sighs. Next came in Megumi with his hair slightly damp from his shower, and towel still slung lazily over his shoulder, opting to sit on the opposite cuddle chair and towel dry the rest of the droplets from his spikes. Eventually panda and toge waltzed in, panda loudly announcing their arrival as he then jumped ontop of both you and Yujis bodies and nearly crushed you both under his weight.

“CANT. BREATH.” You let out, painfully aware that panda was only putting half of his weight ontop of you both, but even that alone was enough to make your lungs feel like they were about to burst. He laughed lazily and rolled off you both, now sitting cross legged on the floor by the sofa and letting you both try to catch your breaths again. Toge slumped next to him and nodded his head at you both, offering a small wave and head tilt towards Megumi, who seemed more than relieved that he wasn’t subjected to pandas ass crushing him.

After awhile, Yuji dropped his phone onto his chest as flicked his foot to the side of your face gently, implying he wanted you to do the same.

“Right. Im bored. Let’s play a game, truth or dare anyone?”

Megumi groaned and rolled his eyes, panda flicked his eyes to toge and nodded, as Toge raised his eyebrows and agreed also. You looked around at everyone, painfully aware that you were the only girl in the room, as thoughts of overly masculine dick measuring contests flooded your mind. You rolled your eyes but agreed anyway, at least it would be funny to see who’d win in a fight against Yuji and Megumi.

Yuji pushed his legs off you, carefully spinning them away from panda and onto the floor as he sat up straight and asked everyone if they knew the rules.

“You sure YOU know the rules itadori? Dont tell me you’re only going to make us all do stupid childish dares or something….” Megumis voice was monotone and unimpressed, as he pictured Yuji making us all run around naked, or something equally as childish, like trying to pants Gojo infront of Shoko.

“Of course I know the rules, ive played this game like a hundred times already. Going clockwise, the first person asks someone truth or dare, then whatever they pick they do, then it’s their turn to ask the next person. We did used to have punishments back at school though, like….if you didn’t wanna answer or do the dare you had to kiss the person to your left.”

You flicked your eyes to the placement of the guys and realised that Yuji was technically to your left, and being that the first time you met youd accidentally kissed him when you both went in for a hug facing the same way, it wasn’t exactly embarrassing for you if you had to do it again. You agreed to his punishments and the others slightly groaned looking the person on their left then agreeing uncomfortably. It hadn’t occurred to you yet that you were also technically on Megumis left.

After a gruelling game of rock paper scissors to see who would go first, Yuji ended up being the first person to ask the dreaded question to panda who had now moved around so you sat in more of a circle rather than all sprawled out.

“So big boy, pick one, truth or dare.”

Panda pretending to think on the question for a second then picked dare. Of course he did.

“Okay, I dare you to….tickle Megumi until he laughs.”

Megumi flicked his eyes to panda with a deadpan face and squinted his eyes slightly.

“Dont you dare.”

Before he could finish his rebuttal, panda had already sprung to his feet and almost jumped ontop of Megumi, forcing his paws to gently tickle him on his ribs. To be fair to Megumi, he lasted longer than all of you had first guessed he would, his face was bright red as he tried his hardest to push panda away, forcing his laughter to get caught in his throat. Just as panda had begun to slow down and admit defeat, a tiny giggle slipped from Megumis closed lips. It was quiet, barely noticeable, but every single one of you heard it. His face flushed and he managed to force panda back off of him with a well placed foot as he folded his arms and sank into himself. Embarrassment laced his pretty boy features perfectly as panda sat back down triumphantly. He then turned to toge,

“Which one toge?”

“Salmon.”

“Shoulda guessed. Okay, I dare you to….make yuji dance with y/n.”

“HEY! No cursed speech allowed!” Yuji interrupted, apparently embarrassed at the idea of dancing with you suddenly, of all things to be embarrassed about.

“Fine fine, i dare you to dance with her instead.”

Toge eyes switched to yours as he stood up, smirking and holding a hand out for you to hold. Your cheeks flushed, your heart raced as you took his hand and he pulled you close to this chest. Yuji started humming a slow dance song as panda joined him, toge now taking the lead and slow dancing with you as he placed his hand around your waist. As he pulled you flush to his chest, you couldnt help but hang your head low against him and try to hide your flushed cheeks and stupid embarrassed grin. As he span you around he then tried to lower you into a backwards bow but misjudged how close you were to the sofa and ended up pushing you onto it and landing ontop of you. Your face pressed against his chest as he tried to stop himself from crushing you, only for you to grip tightly onto him and try not to smack your head on the back of the sofa.

Everyone erupted into laughter as you both tried to salvage the pitiful excuse of a accident and eventually parted ways, you sitting back down where you were and him awkwardly sitting back down next to panda. A small ‘sorry’ mimed from his lips as he then turned to Megumi and pointed at him, as if to ask the question next.

Megumi groaned and rolled his eyes, answering ‘truth’ as his eyes then widened at the question Toge had written on his phone to him. He pushed his phone back into his hands,

“Im not answering that. Dare.”

Toge smirked at his question, knowing he wouldn’t answer who he had a crush on, so instead he deleted the text and dared him to give yuji a hicky.

“I am NOT giving Yuji a hicky. What the fuck Inumaki?!”

Toge let a small huff of a laugh erupt from his throat, dancing his eyes over to Yuji to deliver the announcement that Megumi now had to choose, he had to either do the dare or kiss you.

“I hate you all. Im never playing this game again.”

He slowly shifted to the edge of his chair and leaned towards you, eyes shifting and cheeks tinted pink as he huffed out a ‘come’ere then.’ towards you. You shifted yourself to the end of the sofa closest to him, as he then quickly sat off his seat and pecked the side of your cheek. It was tender, slower and more intense than you thought it would’ve been, but eventually he slumped back down into his seat and grabbed his hoodie to cover his crotch. Poor boy. He then directed the question to you. You hesitated slightly, deciding it best to play it safe with a truth the first time round.

“Truth….”

Pandas ears suddenly perked up, he knew it was Megumi who was supposed to ask the question, but he just couldnt help himself.

“Do girls actually touch themselves or is that just in….videos?”

“PANDA!”

“WHAT?! When else am I gonna be able to find out dirty stuff about girls. It’s not everyday you get to play this game with them….”

Everyone’s eyes darent look at you directly, an awkwardness filling the air as not a single one of them tried to dismiss his question. You glanced at Megumi and saw his eyes painfully staring at the floor, questioning why he even entertained the idea of playing this game with you guys in the first place, but morbid curiously lingering in the back of his mind…

“I guess? Ive not met a girl who hasn’t joked about doing it before but…”

“So YOU do then…”

Yujis voice was quiet, embarrassed but inquisitive. His eyes still staring at his hands fumbling in his lap.

“Yes I wank. Happy now? Anyway, your turn Yuji. Truth or dare.”

He tried to hide his widened eyes at your answer, coughing to clear the tension in the air as he answered.

“Dare! It’s gotta be…”

“I dare YOU to give Toge a hicky.” He flicked his eyes to Toge as he then shifted in his seat.

“Really? But hes so innocent…”

“Salmon roe, wasabi.” (Speak for yourself)

“Unless you want a truth about how many times youve wanked the most in one go…?”

“Sorry inumaki, but come ‘ere.”

He walked over and crouched down infront of Toge, closing his eyes and grimacing slightly as he latched his mouth to this neck. As Yuji sucked and bite down on his neck, toge started to pull his hair playfully, seeing how far he’d let him go before the embarrassment became too much for him. It only made him bite down harder as Toge let out a tiny yelp at the pressure. Eventually he stopped, wiped his mouth then slunk back to the sofa, throwing you pretend annoyed daggers as you sat back in the sofa,giggling away to yourself. He turned to face panda and asked him again.

“Might as well be dare or dare at this point,not many of us guys are gonna pick truth let’s be real.” You all agreed in unison, as the unspoken rule of everyone picking dare set in motion.

“Okay, I dare you to….give y/n a lap dance.”

The room erupted in laughed as even Megumis lips hinted at a smile, as panda seductively danced over to you and start shaking his ass in your face. He then sat gently in your lap as you curled your arms around his impossibly large waist and pulled him deeper into you, pretending to thrust up into him as he swirled his hips around. He eventually got off laughing and pushing his ass back into you as he then sat back down in his place and swung his head to toge.

“Okay, I dare you to…. Make out with Yuji.”

Toge deadpanned panda and shook his head no.

“Fine, gotta kiss Megumi then…Pick your poison yapper.”

Before Megumi could protest too much, Toge shuffled over to him, placed his hands on his face and smooshed his cheeks together, then planted a quick peck to Megumis lips. Megumi was left horrified and embarrassed at how quick toge moved, for toge to sit back down and point at him again, asking the question with a wide smirk on his face.

“Why’re you even aski…”

Toges phone was shoved into Megumis face.

“Fuck sake….really?” Toge nodded frantically as he started to laugh quietly to himself.

Megumi ran a hand down his face as he then straightened up and began to sang ‘jiggly puff’s song from Pokemon. The room erupted in a chaos of laughter and tears as Megumis voice broke multiple times and he quickly ended it by kicking Toge in the shin.

“Truth or date y/n…” a silence broke between everyone as he suddenly realised what hed said.” DARE truth or DARE….fuck. Im going to my room.” Before he could leave you grabbed his arm and used your notorious puppy dog eyes to plead him to stay. He rolled his eyes,huffed then sat back down, arms folded tightly across his chest.

“Dare.”

“Oh, um…I dare you to, sit on….my lap.”

“Your lap?”

“I get to hide behind you okay, maybe then I can stop participating in this shit game.”

You smiled then pushed yourself up and into his lap, falling gracefully so you were laid sideways on him as he shifted in his seat. He put one hand under your legs and the other behind your back as he lifted you up effortlessly and helped position you better ontop of him, the slight bulge in his pants less evident as it sat just below your ass. You flushed a nervous laugh as he helped you get comfortable, and pointed towards Yuji.

“I dare you to….kiss panda and toge at the same time.”

“Since when did this turn into an orgy….”

“It’s either kiss panda alone, or kiss both of them. Gonna leave Toge out or?” Your laugh made you vibrate ontop of Megumis lap, which caused him to tighten his hand around your ankle slightly.

“Fine fine, I never back down. I got this. I got this.”

Both boys sat on their knees and knelt into each other as Yuji closed his eyes and sighed, pressing his lips together and kissed them both at these same time. You continued to laugh as Megumi turned away from the obscene kissing infront of him, hiding his head slightly behind your shoulder as he sighed and pressed his cheek into you. You lowered your laugh and turned your head to him slightly, pressing yours to the top of his head. After their kiss, Yuji wiped away their kiss and sat back down, Panda faking shock and disappointment at the fact he wiped it away and promptly declared he picked dare again.

“I dare you to prank call Gojo and tell him you fancy him.”

The loud laughter erupted from both you and Yuji, as you knew exact,y how Gojo was going to react to this. Panda quickly picked up his phone, dialled Gojo then put him on loud speaker. Obviously Gojo answered almost immediately.

“Hey what’s up care bear, everything okay?”

“Sensei, i need to tell you something. I think I….i think i fancy you.”

The line buzzed slightly as Gojo finally spoke again.

“Fancy you too big man. Hi everyone. Love you all. Use protection and please clean up after yourself. Byeeeeeeee.”

Stupid fucking six eyes. The room erupted in laughter again as Panda ended the call with a quick apology, then turned to toge and pressed his finger to his snout, thinking of an embarrassing dare. A small smirk pinched at his lips as he glanced over to you then back to toge.

“I dare you to strip down to your boxers.”

Toge didnt even flinch, he promptly stood up, pulled his shirt off with one hand and then flicked his belt off and let his trousers drop to the floor, standing there in tightly fitted black boxers and his Adonis of a body fully on show. You tried not to stare, you really did,but when someone that lean and toned is stood no more than few feet away from you, you seriously can’t help yourself. He glanced over to you from the corner of his eye and smirked, then flipped panda off and sat back down, now turning his body towards yours and stared typing on his phone. You leant back slightly and whispered to Megumi who was still pushing his cheek into your shoulder.

“Think this one’s coming your way megs.” He shook his head and hid more behind your shoulder,

“Nope. Im comfy here. It’s all on you y/n.”

You flicked your eyes to toges phone to see his dare.

“You too.”

You clicked your tongue at him then answered,

“Fine. Sorry megs, gotta move.” You promptly then stood up, doing much the same movements to toge and pulled your shirt from over your head, flinging it at him then dropped your shorts and revealing your pretty pale blue matching set. Thank fuck you hadn’t taken your bra off yet. You looked over at everyone’s reaction, seeing toge holding two thumbs up and staring at your chest, panda wolf whistled you and Yujis mouth hang open. Megumi kept his eyes to where your shorts were, glancing up slightly then turning his head away, standing up and walking towards the door.

“Nope. Not getting naked. Too much for me, im out.”

You rolled your eyes then sat back down in your original place on the sofa next to Yuji, as toge jumped up and sat in the chair and panda scooted over a bit more, making the circle youd all created a little smaller. You pushed your now bare shoulder into Yuji as you thought of a dare, his eyes trying desperately not to stare at how your tits were inches away from his elbow.

“Hmmm….i dare you too…try to undo my bra with one hand.”

His face flushed as he stared wide eyed at you, mind buffering for a second.

“Wait….seriously?!”

You nodded and winked at him, causing his trousers to tighten and his breath to quicken. He fumbled with his words for a second, before taking a deep breath and calming himself.

“Okay, I got this, I got this. For the boys.”

You laughed as he reached around you and tried to find the clasp, only to struggle and end up flat palming his hand across your back to find it. The confusion filled his face as you started to erupt in laughter, finally letting on that you didn’t have one as you werent wearing one with a clasp in the first place. His face flushed as you continued to laugh at him.

“That’s not fair, you set me up for failure.”

“Just thought it would be funny to see if youd try, sorry but it was hilarious how committed you were to showing your ‘boys’ tits.”

He sulked back into the sofa, pouting slightly as he faced panda.

“Dare you to tell y/n to get naked.”

Pandas eyes brows raised up and down suggestively as you shook your head no. A ‘nice try’ falling from your lips. Panda held his hands up and looked to Yuji,

“I tried.”

Yuji scowled at you playfully as he then rolled his eyes and laughed with you, causing panda to direct a dare at Toge.

“Dare you to touch y/ns chest.”

Toges eyes flicked to yours as his eyebrow raised, silently asking you if he was allowed. You nodded and blushed, sitting up straighter waiting for him to reach over to you. He stood up, leant over you slightly as he raised his hand towards your chest and stared into your eyes. Just before his hand connected to your bra, he quickly reached down and grabbed your hand, pulling you to stand up and follow him to the door. Panda and Yuji span around and asked where you two were going, for Toge to push you slightly infront of him to open the door as he looked back and flipped both guys off. You both left the room laughing and linking hands as Yuji shouted from the sofa that this was against the rules.

Needless to say, toge did end up touching your chest, but instead of doing it infront of the rest of the group, hed pulled you into his dorm and did so much more than just touch you with his hands.

[babybunnybratt]

Such beautiful hands

Toge was usually the stoic, tight lipped kind of guy that often found himself falling to the background in most scenarios. It wasnt because he wasn’t funny, smart or social, it was just that his cursed technique had unfortunately rendered him basically mute. Most people couldnt understand what he was trying to convey when he did speak in his unusual rice ball vocabulary, so he mostly stayed quiet, opting for sigh language or sticking to his closest friends who knew him best to save confusion and awkward conversations.

To you, this wouldnt do. Youd known him for a few years by now, often trying to strike up conversations but struggling with translation, and often forgetting to bring your extra notebook with you to try write things down to converse with him easier, so most of the time it fell flat and you both ended up feeling embarrassed. It annoyed you tremendously, so one day, you decided to take action.

You could see him and Panda on the training field across from you, the early morning sun casting exaggerated shadows across the freshly trimmed grass, and decided it was now or never for you to show him you’re newly fine tuned skills. As you approached them, panda spotted you first and offered you a gentle wave, for toge to then catch your glance and do the same, his eyes then widened as he watched your hands frantically moving infront of you.

(Sighing in sign language) “hey how’re you?”

His eyes watched your hands intensely, assuming this was a one off bluff, that youd only learnt the one phrase. He signed back.

“Good, how’re you?”

His eyes flicked to yours then back down at your hands again, something in him desperately praying you new more sighs, to then be shocked when you continued confidently signing back.

“Good to hear, im okay, like the new signs? They’re harder than I thought.”

“Not bad, but hard is signed like this”

He showed you the sign again slower, as you copied him a smile pinched at his lips.

“What’re you guys doing? Wait….ARE YOU SIGNING TO HIM?!”

Pandas eyes flicked between the both of you as he started to giggle, overly excited that now someone else could take the weird chatty meme lord off his hands for awhile.

“Hes a yapper by the way, just a warning. Never shuts up.”

Toge signs to panda,

“I can hear you, Im basically mute not deaf, dumbass.”

You giggled at his response, helping to relay it to panda, only for him to thump Toge on the back.

“Little shit. Anyway, im going to lie down for a bit, finally get some peace and quiet before you run back to me saying it’s already too much. CYA!”

He scamped off at top speed, opting to lay under a tree and seemingly almost instantly falling asleep as soon as his back touched the grass.

(Continuing to sign) “So, you’re a yapper ey?” You froze at the sign for yapper, opting to spell it out instead. He giggled at your response then signed back.

“What can I say, not being able to speak won’t stop me from being a menace. How long did it take for you to learn anyway?”

“About 2 months, im not that good but I try.”

“Good with your hands.”

Somehow he suddenly forgot that he was signing out loud and that you could understand him. He was notorious for signing things to himself when funny things happened, knowing full well that most people couldn’t understand him. But you could now, and he had to try make a mental note of that from now on. He quickly signed back,

“Shit sorry, didnt mean that. Slip of the fingers.”

“Wouldnt mind.”

His eyes widened at your flirtatious answer, eyes darting back to you to make sure you knew what youd just said. When you smiled back and averted your eyes, it became clear, you were more than sure of what you said.

Suddenly, pandas snores interrupted you both as he started rolling side to side, pretending he wasn’t staring too hard at you both, but making his snores more evident because he was now extremely bored of pretending he was liking the silence.

“He wants me to go back, talk again soon?”

“Fuck”

His eyes darted back up to yours, why did you sign fuck?! You pretended to slip up, to frantically try to say ‘okay’ instead. If he thought you were slipping up sometimes, still learning, then maybe you could get away with more obvious flirtatious answers in the future and blame it on that if he didn’t accept the advances. He scowled at you slightly as his smirk took over his lips, nodding and waving goodbye.

This was the start of an interesting and eventually intimate friendship.

It took roughly 2 weeks before you two became close, chatting shit in sign language about the other students and trying to convey hilarious memes youd seen, for maki to finally have enough and throw her cursed tool to the floor.

“What are you guys laughing at? Not everyone here can sign Yano, so clue us in. It’s not polite to…hand whisper?”

You flicked your eyes to her as you tried to ignore Toges ‘period’ sign, as you finally answered.

“Hes teaching me new signs, I wanna learn how to talk properly but I’m not really getting it just yet so…”

“So you’re flirting. Cool.”

Both your cheeks flushed at her obvious observation, trying desperately to push that out of her mind.

“It’s hard to flirt in sign language, theres no voice inflictions or anything so….not that I’d flirt anyway.”

“Yeah yeah, just keep your hands to yourself okay. Dont need to see that when I’m trying to concentrate.”

He rolled his eyes and subtly signed to the word ‘bitch’ to you.

Over the next couple of weeks youd exchanged numbers and were conversing almost constantly, through text, sign language, finally learning to differentiate what he meant when he did spout off ingredients around others, only for tonight to become a little more heated then usual.

You were both sat eating snacks under a tree as music played softly from your phone in the background, it wasnt unusual to eat together after training most evenings but something about tonight felt different. He signed something you didn’t quite catch, his hands moving too fast.

“What? Slow down, I missed that. Again.”

He kept his eyes on his hands as he shook his head slightly,

“Doesn’t matter.”

“I got the first part, I want…what do you want?”

He kept his hands still and didnt sign back, fumbling with his fingers slightly.

“Spit it out, cmon yapper.”

He opened his mouth and let the small part of his sandwich fall onto the floor, glancing up and smirking at you. You rolled your eyes and let your smile pinch your lips.

“You’re gross.”

He reached over to your hands and put his ontop of yours, helping you sign “hot” instead.

“So you think you’re hot do you?”

“Tell me im wrong.”

You signed the word hot again, then rolled your eyes slightly and smiled back, trying to stop the nerves from getting the better of you.

“Maybe.”

“Yes is signed like this…”

He reached over again and placed his hands on yours, slowly looking up at you as he helped you sign it. You kept his gaze as your body started to flush, the warmth creeping up inside of you like venom spreading through your veins. The silence stretched between you as he shifted closer slowly, glancing down at your lips ever so slightly then back up at you again.

“What did you want?”

He didn’t even look at your hands before quickly signing “this” to you as he took his hand from yours and placed it on your cheek.

The moment he kissed you, you felt every single atom of your body vibrate, every single conversation up until now flooding your mind. The sweet moments on benches when he taught you how to sign meme for the first time, the awkward miscommunications were you accidentally said balls instead of blue, the late night texts and the early morning photos shared, everything leading up to this point flashed across your eyes as he finally pulled away. As soon as you felt his lips leave yours, your eyes fluttered towards his, rosey cheeked and embarrassed, to see him signing something in his lap.

“Think im gay.”

You pushed his shoulder and laughed at him, his smirk pinching his eyes as he then signed ‘again’ quickly afterwards. You nodded your head and signed ‘please’ as he nearly tackled you to the floor and started kissing you again. Who’d have thought that the stoic, quiet, misunderstood guy that always had his face covered at the back of the group, would now be inbetween your legs peppering kisses all over your face in the middle of the afternoon, completely unaware that not only were his best friends stood at the end of the field watching all of this unravel, but also each of them handing yen notes to panda in his hands, rolling their eyes and huffing that he was indeed right. Toge would be the one to make the first move, and that he would indeed, take it a little too far.

[arabella0001]

Asking for advice part 2.1

characters: Yuta, Toge, Choso

part 2: Yuji, Megumi

part 1: Gojo, Getou, Nanami, Sukuna, Toji

another smau 1 another smau 2

[kzzzkn]

hidden behind lines | christmas special

the jujutsu tech common room is an explosion of christmas chaos—strings of colorful lights are draped across furniture, a half-decorated tree stands proudly in the corner, and nobara is arguing with yuuji about the “proper” way to hang ornaments.

“yuuji, if you hang one more ornament on that branch, it’s going to snap,” she snaps, hands on her hips.

“it’s sturdy! look, it’s totally fine!”

crack.

the ornament falls to the floor with a small thud, and yuuji scratches his head sheepishly as nobara yells about how he’s “ruining the vibe.”

you stifle a laugh, adjusting a string of lights around the tree, when toge slips beside you, his scarf tugged loose and a mischievous look in his eyes.

“salmon,” he says, handing you a candy cane.

“thanks, inumaki,” you say, taking it from him. “having fun watching everyone bicker?”

he nods, typing on his phone before showing you the screen:

i’m waiting for nobara to throw something at yuuji.

you snort, glancing over at your friends. sure enough, nobara picks up a stray ornament and launches it at yuuji’s head.

the evening is filled with the sounds of christmas carols, the smell of cookies baking (maki surprisingly offered to help), and a ridiculous amount of laughter. at one point, yuuji tries to start a snowball fight indoors, which earns him a scolding from shoko, who’s visiting for the holidays.

“alright, picture time!” nobara announces, pulling out her phone.

you’re barely prepared before she’s shoving everyone onto the couch, forcing toge to sit next to you while she adjusts the camera.

“okay, smile! and yuuji, stop making that face!”

you lean slightly toward toge, who takes the opportunity to pull his scarf up to hide his grin.

suddenly, he brings up a miniature mistletoe, leaning down and giving you a small peck on the lips and running off, leaving you a blushed mess.

later, as the night winds down, toge quietly pulls you aside, away from the noise and into the hallway. he hands you a small gift box, his fingers brushing yours as you take it.

“what’s this?” you ask, tilting your head.

“kelp,” he says softly.

you open it to find a delicate snowflake charm bracelet inside. it’s simple but beautiful, and your heart swells as you look up at him.

“thank you, toge,” you say, slipping it on.

he pulls down his scarf just enough to mouth, “merry christmas,” before gently taking your hand and leading you back to the common room.

and for the first time all night, it’s quiet—just you and him in your little moment, surrounded by the warm glow of christmas lights.

a/n: merry christmas from toge!!

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