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welcome :
🍣 aliya black isfj higuruma’s wife
⁀➴ main course table etiquette side coming soon
new treats : mha boys + full names bd toji stray cat. long term friends.
© do not feed my works into ai, copy them, and give credit if you took inspo !
hey…been a while…
school got crazy but i’m out now so hopefully it’s up from here!
Yakuza AU by Lilly
and i would be the biggest whore known to man in this firm
and yes, i do believe grumpy x sunshine tops all other tropes 🦌
ᢉ𐭩 fem!reader, little yuji is cold in the middle of the night, so he cuddles up next to you and kuna
it’s the middle of the night when you hear the door creak. you nuzzle into sukuna’s chest, thinking you’re just imagining things as you keep your eyes closed.
but small pitter-patters of feet make its way to your side of the bed, and a tiny hand tugs on the covers.
a soft hum of confusion escapes your lips as you rub the sleep from your eyes and squint at the blurry fluff of pink hair looking up at you.
“‘s too cold… can i sleep wif you..?” yuji asks, looking up at you with his big brown eyes as he clutches his little blanket and his tiger plushie held tight in his chubby arms.
“mhm, c’mere, baby,” you murmur, picking him up by the armpits and settling him in between you and ryomen.
a groan comes from said man, and he goes to turn on his back when yuji hits his chest.
ryomen stops turning and grumbles, “what’re you doing, brat? go back to bed…”
“‘s too cold!” yuji complains, moving to lay on sukuna’s chest.
“you’re going to make me overheat. get off.”
“nooo!”
“shhht!” you kick your legs and shush them, “figure something out and be quiet…” you murmur, already falling asleep.
silence occupies the room when suddenly yuji not so quietly whispers in sukuna’s ear, “i’m sleeping here,” while lying on his chest.
“you are not. get-“
sukuna’s interrupted when he’s kicked by a pair of colder feet next to him, and he scoffs. yuji tries to muffle his giggles in his hand but fails, as you can’t keep a smile off your face with adorable sounds like that.
as soon as you’re about to fall asleep, a large hand pulls you closer, having your back facing away from him instead of toward him now. your leg naturally lies on his, and your cheek presses onto the muscle of his arm, using it as a pillow.
he keeps a hand secure on your head and pats yuji’s back, and although the little boy is passed out, sukuna mumbles, “sleep, brats,” as he protects the two people he loves the most.
def taking reqs for them… gonna make this a series if i have enough ideas
thinking about . . .
♡ how 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi would absolutely give you an exasperated sigh everytime you ask him for help or anything in general, but still do it anyway. you need to find your reports because someone misplaced them? “sigh . . . but you need to keep track of them next time.” you wanna go out for drinks with him after a long days work? “ . . . sigh . . . fine, but only for a bit.”
♡ how 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi is definitely the type to be almost completely silent when you’re talking to him, with the quick bits of commentary if he hears something ridiculous or funny from you.
♡ how 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi will be mostly silent in a conversation, but will remember them two weeks after and whatever was said in it. you would literally walk up to your desk and see your favorite drink just sitting there, fresh and nice. but the funny thing is, you only told him, so you look at him with narrowed eyes and cheeky smile..
“hiromi?” “mm?” “did you get this drink for me?” “does it matter?” “nope . . . just wonderin’.”
♡ how 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi will spin your chair everytime he passes by you…and I mean every. time. there’s not a day where he hasn’t, but he’ll have the most expressionless face ever.
♡ how 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi will absolutely call out your terrible habit of overworking . . . but he literally does the same thing so it really cancels out. so when he finds you at your desk, knocked out in a deep sleep from all the demanding tasks, he’ll take off his blazer and drape it over you while he continues his work.
♡ how 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi has a strict program. i mean strict as fuck. but you love it . . . so it’s chill.
♡ how it wouldn’t take 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi a second to realize he’s falling in love with you. he might be drained to his damn core, but he’s not dense nor immune to lovve even if he thought he was at first.
© 2026 tomiurie —> tomieshop
is the reader basically giving shimizu . . . yeah 🥹
hiromi higuruma headcanons…I’m cooking 🐈
thinking about . . .
♡ how 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi would absolutely give you an exasperated sigh everytime you ask him for help or anything in general, but still do it anyway. you need to find your reports because someone misplaced them? “sigh . . . but you need to keep track of them next time.” you wanna go out for drinks with him after a long days work? “ . . . sigh . . . fine, but only for a bit.”
♡ how 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi is definitely the type to be almost completely silent when you’re talking to him, with the quick bits of commentary if he hears something ridiculous or funny from you.
♡ how 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi will be mostly silent in a conversation, but will remember them two weeks after and whatever was said in it. you would literally walk up to your desk and see your favorite drink just sitting there, fresh and nice. but the funny thing is, you only told him, so you look at him with narrowed eyes and cheeky smile..
“hiromi?” “mm?” “did you get this drink for me?” “does it matter?” “nope . . . just wonderin’.”
♡ how 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi will spin your chair everytime he passes by you…and I mean every. time. there’s not a day where he hasn’t, but he’ll have the most expressionless face ever.
♡ how 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi will absolutely call out your terrible habit of overworking . . . but he literally does the same thing so it really cancels out. so when he finds you at your desk, knocked out in a deep sleep from all the demanding tasks, he’ll take off his blazer and drape it over you while he continues his work.
♡ how 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi has a strict program. i mean strict as fuck. but you love it . . . so it’s chill.
♡ how it wouldn’t take 𝓗iguruma 𝓗iromi a second to realize he’s falling in love with you. he might be drained to his damn core, but he’s not dense nor immune to lovve even if he thought he was at first.
© 2026 tomiurie —> tomieshop
is the reader basically giving shimizu . . . yeah 🥹 I be too lazy to proofread btw sorry guys . . .
if i say newjeans three times in a row will they come back..
i need a ice cream sammy rn.
I just love a large and in charge type of man omfg
…. toji , nanami , and hakari.
Why does no one remember when sixxels used d4vds case for a "modern" fanfic??
i adore meret manon..
and no— baby!yuji, 4 years old with wild pink hair on his head, hates the fact that his dumb older brother, sukuna, has an angel for a girlfriend, you! sukuna in his eyes was a big meanie who didn’t deserve nice things!
it didn’t take long for sukuna to realize how attached yuji got to you, however. always wanting to be near you, waddling his little legs over to wherever you were. begging, YES, begging to be in your arms…with the threat of hitting sukuna with a nice toy if he doesn’t get his way!
and when yuji does get in your arms? sukuna has never seen a child with a more smugger look like him!
but of course, you eat it up! you can’t help it! yuji was the cutest little thing ever!
“you’re just eating that shit up aren’t you, baby..” “hehe, i can’t help it kuna! you see how cute your brother is!” “he’s a little shit.” “KUNA!”
and sukuna won’t say it out loud, but seeing you dote over his brother like that? it makes his heart beat wildly…makes him happy knowing you care for the little menace as much as he does.
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obviously baby!yuji only has a crush guys ! and , this is not proofread . . .
and yes— baby!yuji, 4 years old with wild pink hair on his head, hates the fact that his dumb older brother, sukuna, has an angel for a girlfriend, you! sukuna in his eyes was a big meanie who didn’t deserve nice things!
it didn’t take long for sukuna to realize how attached yuji got to you, however. always wanting to be near you, waddling his little legs over to wherever you were. begging, YES, begging to be in your arms…with the threat of hitting sukuna with a nice toy if he doesn’t get his way!
and when yuji does get in your arms? sukuna has never seen a child with a more smugger look than him!
but of course, you eat it up! you can’t help it! yuji was the cutest little thing ever!
“you’re just eating that shit up aren’t you, baby..” “hehe, i can’t help it kuna! you see how cute your brother is!” “he’s a little shit.” “KUNA!”
and sukuna won’t say it out loud, but seeing you dote over his brother like that? it makes his heart beat wildly…makes him happy knowing you care for the little menace as much as he does.
© 2026 tomiurie —> tomieshop
obviously baby!yuji only has a crush guys ! and , this is not proofread . . .
toph giving top
warnings: toph is a lesbian who eats pussy, pussydrunk toph, fingering, spitting, body worship, reader has a bush, bush appreciation, shes just messy eater yum. i rushed the ending sorry if it sucks
the way toph ate you out was… interesting.
you’ve slept with a handful of people in your lifetime, and less than half of them were this enthusiastic about eating pussy.
the two of you were laid out on a thin futon, the windows open as fresh air moved around the small house. the annoying calls of cicadas bled through the room while the warm sun flooded the space, its heat wrapping around the two of you like a blanket. toph’s arms were hooked around your legs, the weight of her body keeping you down and still as her tongue dipped in and out of your leaking hole.
her hands, rough from all the metal and earthbending she did, ran over your stomach, her fingertips feeling every tremor. she pushed down, massaging the soft subtle skin there, probably thinking it would calm you down, but it did the opposite. a low whine left your lips as her hands smoothed lower, brushing over the coarse hair spread between your thighs, your hips stuttering up to push her deeper where you needed her.
\( ᐖ)/ gojo stands you up
It’s his fault tonight, as is most times. He loves you. He wishes he could do whatever you asked of him. But, Jujutsu society has other plans for him sometimes.
Work. It’s always work that takes immediate priority. Time and time again.
It’s two in the morning. His brain feels like it’s been scrambled fifteen times over and cooked on medium heat, then refried again and finally lit on fire. The cursed spirit he spent the last eight hours exorcising—with a technique of immediate reincarnation—left him to utilize hollow purple in rural-side Japan to avoid casualties, his reversed curse technique to heal himself constantly when he was exhausted, and then teleport way too far of a distance just to get back to you.
Even if it was hours after the date night you had planned for him.
It makes him wince when he tries to envision it all—candles and rose petals decorating the penthouse. Takeout since you can’t cook for the life of you. Waiting at the dining table in that pretty red dress he bought for you last month, hair and makeup done, practically begging to be ruined by him afterwards. Eating dinner by yourself when you realize that maybe he isn’t showing up and heading off to bed.
He wanted to text you, really. But that fucking curse knocked his phone from his pocket mid-air and sent it into the brush of the prairie—the screen cracked and device completely unusable.
“Sweetheart,” he starts softly, his voice echoing in the uncomfortably empty space. He recalls when he left the place practically vacant aside from his mattress, not even caring to furnish the place until he met you. Made a home with you.
He toes his shoes off and tosses his uniform jacket on the couch as he passes the threshold. His bandage hangs loosely around his neck, his Six Eyes barely able to ascertain anything while a grimace of pain passes his face. His cursed energy reserves are running low, and he doesn’t have the power to heal himself right now.
He can only recharge with you.
get you a man that’s overworked asf, drained to the core, and in desperate need of a 3 day nap…but will stay with that job just to provide for you.
cough cough . . . hiromi higuruma.