a delulu plus ultra romantic scene where ph kacchan skips the ranking ceremony to propose to the love of his life, his soulmate, his eternity â izuku.
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FLUFFTOBER EVENT day ; 16 ! âȘŒ welcome to an event hosted by my mutual, @lia-lillies in which me and some friends are going to be writing a couple of drabbles that fit the theme of halloween.
TODAYâS HOST : satoru gojo
CONTENTS : reader has cough, more fluff idk, a little bit of angst, just crack!
âboo.â your boyfriend, satoru âsneaksâ up on you, making you both let out heartily laughs even though you saw him coming from a mile away, your brief coughing dying down to full-blown laughter as satoruâs forehead hits yours.
âbaby donât do that!â you push him away, leaving a pout on his lips. âyouâll catch my fever.â you scold him, yet your bratty boyfriend only rolls his eyes, claiming his spot next to you carelessly.
âwho cares?â he leans his head into your collarbone, unfortunately there is nothing you can do about his stubborness. this year, you wanted to spend halloween with your beloved â but even satoru canât shy away from his duties as the clan head, you urged âits fineâ, âits coolâ but the look of betrayal on your face made his stomach crawl.
he planned an entire date a few days before he had to leave so that he wouldnât have left you completely disappointed, but the cold weather this year around caught up to you, you did feel bad knowing how much money he probably splurged for the date, but your boyfriend always makes amends.
âyou wanna go again, sweet cheeks?â he stood up from the bed, grinning as he flops the white blanket over himself again. âbaby thats not even scary now.â you joke, laughing at satoruâs offended face.
âill show you scary.â he turns the lights off, his vibrant blue eyes now poking through the blanket.
âh-hold on, babe! turn the lights back on!â
a/n: YOU CAN SAY THAT WE ARE NOTHING BUT YOU KNOW THE TRUTH âŒïž
Note: Reader is referred to as girlfriend at one point.
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âBabe.â
âNot right now.â
âBabe.â
âSukuna, I promise Iâll be done with this book soon.â
He huffed and fell back onto the couch. He had been trying to get your attention for the past 30 minutes but you were adamant on finishing your book. This is all the fault of that damn community book club your coworker recommended you join. Now whenever, youâre off work and Sukuna doesnât have to train, youâre reading. Usually the two of you spent almost all your spare time together but now you spent half of it reading your newest book for your weekly discussion. You always did your best to spoil him with kisses and cuddles but it was never enough.
Book club be damned, he needed you to be superglued to his side every single second.
âMy girlfriend has a side man and heâs made of paper.â He huffed to himself as he watched you intently read. What was so great about your book anyway? Was it worth ignoring your gorgeous (and shirtless) boyfriend? He even had a tattoo of your name on his left pec and you were still choosing to smother a book with your attention.
Sukunaâs wallowing turned him creative- he stood in front of you, trying to make sure your guard was down. You didnât look up which meant that you were still engrossed in your book. His hand swooped in and swiftly snatched the book from you. âSukuna.â you groaned. âGive it back, I was at a good part.â You got up to grab it from him but he raised it above his head. âKiss me.â You glared at him and gave him a quick peck on his lips. âDone, now give it.â
âNo.â He nonchalantly replied. âBut I kissed you.â You wondered why he was being particularly irritating today.
âThat was me begging for a morsel of your attention. Now cuddle me if you want it.â He said and cheekily smirked.
You ignored him and hopped trying to get your book. Sukuna simply dodged your sad attempts and laughed every time you missed. âI donât even know why youâre trying.â You gave him a pointed look at his comment.
âOkay, fine, you can have your book if you beat me in a fight.â
âWhat? That makes no sense.â You couldnât believe this man. âIt seems like a fair challenge to me.â He said as he walked to a particularly high shelf and placed your book on top of it. âYou know I can just use my stepping stool for that, right?â You said before scoffing at him.
âThen itâs a good thing I hid it.â His sarcastic smile was now pissing you off. âBut you literally fight for a living. You have the upper hand.â
âIâm in love with you. Use that as a distraction. Come on, letâs go to the ring.â You were speechless as he dragged you to the fighting âringâ (also known as your bedroom).
Since you had a smaller frame than him, he agreed to let you have the first hit. You sighed and braced yourself. You didnât have much of a strategy except for charging at him with such a high speed that heâd fall on the bed and would accept defeat.
But as soon as you were in close distance, he caught both your arms, turned you around and threw you on the bed. He didnât give you a second to get up before he straddled you. âHaha!â He exclaimed. Seeing you all riled up underneath him was a sight he was used to but it never failed to awe him.
âFeels familiar, doesnât it?â He asked as he began to lower himself to face you. âThis is so unfair! Youâre like 200 pounds, I canât even move you.â You said as you tried to push him off. Sukuna grabbed your hands that were fighting him and he playfully wrestled them. Who knows what wouldâve happened if he used his real strength.
Thank goodness for your quick thinking because you remembered that Sukuna was extremely ticklish so you pulled your hand out of his grasp with all the strength you could muster up and started poking his sides. âBabe!â He yelled before toppling over to his side. It was your turn to straddle him and before you could pin his arms beside his head, he caught yours and pulled you down to him. He wrapped his muscular arms around you and tucked your head under his chin. Your cheeks were mushed against the very tattoo of your name.
You were literally stuck in one position. The more you tried to move the tighter heâd hold you. âSukuna, you cheater. Why do I always do this to myself?â You sighed, accepting defeat.
Sukuna kissed your forehead and laid you both on your sides, still not letting you go. âSweet, sweet victory.â He whispered to himself.
â in which ryomen sukuna lets the intrusive thoughts win â
⊠cw ; gn!reader. fluff. crack. suggestive themes. mentions of sex.
⊠words ; 330.
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All four of Sukunaâs eyes are trained on the open back of your robes as you speak with Uraume. Both pairs of arms cross over his broad chest as he stands close behind you. A scowl paints his features as he huffs, capturing your attention. Both you and Uraume turn to see whatâs ailing him, but his attention seems to be elsewhere.
As soon as you turn your attention back to Uraume, thatâs when you feel it. Long, warm, and wet, something trails the length of your bare back. Letting out a shrill gasp, your eyes widen as you jump, whipping around to face your boyfriend. His stomach mouth is slightly parted as proof of what he's done.
âSukuna! What the hell?â
The four-armed behemoth is staring down at you, so much smaller than him, with a smirk, nothing short of pleased with himself.
âWhy did you lick me?â You shuffle as you attempt to wipe his saliva from the length of your entire back with your robe-covered arm. âSo grossâŠâ You mutter to yourself, staring at your wet sleeves.
âWhy do you wipe my saliva from your back? You had no complaints when my tongue was between your-â
âKuna!â You hiss in a scolding tone that Sukuna secretly adores. His smirk grows to a grin as your cheeks visibly heat up. âFor a king, you can be such a menace,â you grumble, pleased to see his grin falter at your words. âCut that out while Iâm talking to someone.â You shoot him a pointed glare and it takes every bit of self control he has (that he didnât have thirty seconds ago) not to toss you over his shoulder and fuck you dumb until you re-learn some manners.
You know Sukuna secretly adores the way you arenât afraid to put him in his place and youâre sure he did this just to get a rise out of you. You donât need to know it was just an intrusive thought.
Iâve texted their hotline before. It was super helpful and even if it hadnât been the amount of time youâre there can be enough to let your urges fade and stay safe.
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