luciditys-love

[luciditys-love]

"Not all men..."

Yeah your right José Pedro Balmaceda Pascal would never treat me like this

[luciditys-love]

this update is so delicious and so cute but also made me mad anxious like I’m sending some problems coming up

shared controllers chapter 7 [a jjk streamer au]

summary: geto interrupts your kiss with satoru. time passes, a job decision is made, and you have a short domestic stint with him and geto before things get spicy

cw: hints to smut. gojo's kind of manipulative. geto is 'mean.' slight power imbalance, power play. this is more of a fluffy chapter

wc: 2.5k // pairing: streamer!gojo x streamer!reader, ex streamer!geto x streamer!reader

a/n: >:)

To say that kiss was good would be a criminal understatement. You could feel your heart beating out of your chest; you were sure it was audible to Satoru. You glanced briefly at his eyes - oceanic irises overtaken by his dilated pupils. He was clearly as affected as you felt. You found yourself staring at his plush lips, now slightly wet with saliva and your mouth hung slightly ajar. 

Satoru simply smiled and pushed you so your torsos were touching, and lazily wrapped his arms around your waist, just holding you for a moment. You felt his fingers rub circles near your hips, before leaning back in to kiss you again. His kiss was a lot slower this time, but it felt so much more intimate and loving, a well of emotions sprung to the surface. Your lips curled into a small smile, you two weren’t speaking with words but you could feel his intentions, and they felt pure. There wasn’t any hint of insincerity behind Gojo’s motives, he just wanted to make you feel loved at this moment. You never wanted this to end, you just wanted to get lost in the infinite void of his being, just the two of you with no one else in sight. 

His nonchalant nature, however, was puzzling to you. The fact that he didn’t even blink when Geto walked in bothered you somehow. They clearly didn’t have a normal roommate situation, but you couldn’t pin down what exactly was going on - the confusion spilled over your face, scrunching it up and amusing Geto. 

“Piss off.” Gojo spoke slowly, gently pushing you off his lap. “I’m busy here.”

“Oh really?” Geto rolled his eyes. “I couldn’t tell.” The corners of his mouth turned down into a soft scowl. He got up and stretched his hand out to you, lightly kicking Satoru’s foot in a teasing gesture

“Geto Suguru.” He introduced himself, wiping the frown away with a thin smile, pulling you up from the couch. “You may call me Suguru. I’ve been hearing a lot about you from Satoru lately.” 

“Oh o-ok.” You felt the dry warmth of his hand and your cheeks flushed. “What did he say about me?” 

“Well, Satoru is quite the chatterbox.” Suguru’s eyes scrunched up until they were no longer visible. “He’s been watching your streams religiously, enough to get my attention. I eventually worked up enough interest to watch you myself, and I have to say,” he paused to open his eyes and stare at you again. “You’re quite talented. That’s why I reached out to you personally, I had been crafting that job offer for a week now.” 

Now that shocked you. You finally had enough thoughts to stop stuttering and start getting to the bottom of things. “But Mr. Geto, your offer came after Satoru’s.” Your head cocked to the side slightly. But you showed him the timestamps on your phone, his email coming in minutes after Nanami’s.

Suguru’s eyes darkened, and you were filled with an indescribable dread. Something about this interaction was very, very off. You could see a vein in his neck tense up, as he turned around to see Satoru, plastered with the biggest shit-eating grin on his face. 

“You made an offer before me? When you knew I wanted to hire her?” The puzzle pieces were starting to fit, but you were unsure if you wanted to see the bigger picture. Suguru’s voice dropped an octave, and your eyes widened hearing the genuine frustration in his voice. 

“Yeah bro, what’s the problem? We’ll give her time to decide, it’s fine.” He shrugged, the casualness of his problem solving starting to piss you off. What was with this guy, why was he so unserious about things? It clicked in that moment, that Satoru wanted you to make him think that he was the one who thought of it first, while in reality he piggybacked off of Suguru’s idea. That had to be frustrating beyond belief. 

“The problem is, you’re involved with her personally. You want to invite her to work under you? You’re just asking for HR to have a meltdown over your inability to separate work life from personal life.” Suguru was clearly affected by this more than you were. But you were beginning to understand why he was mad at Satoru. “For once, Satoru, be reasonable.”

Satoru’s eyes glazed over, as he poured over the possibilities in his head. He knew Suguru was being logical, but it killed him to admit he had a point. It wouldn’t be right to invite you to work as his employee, when he was already pursuing you beyond the realms of a platonic relationship. Admitting defeat, he held up his hands in a surrendering gesture. 

“Fineeeee.” He whined, rolling his eyes. “Point made. Just get out of my office. I wanna spend time with ___.”

“Alright then.” Suguru flipped his hair over his shoulder, making you smile slightly. “I’ll be leaving shortly.” He leaned over and put a gentle hand on your shoulder. “We live together, bickering between us is normal. Also, in case you were wondering, the team split was a mutual decision, reached by common end goals. There’s no bad blood between us, I promise.” He began walking towards the door frame, eyes lingering on you before exiting the office. You looked up at Satoru’s face, seeing his eyes narrow at Suguru’s gaze. Was it…jealousy he was feeling? Was he being possessive? You couldn’t really place the feelings but you were sure some invisible rivalry was going on between the two of them. 

When his footsteps became quieter, and then eventually silent, you exhaled a loud sigh. Although you were preparing to take things further with Satoru, you were also secretly glad that Suguru interrupted. It was all a bit much, especially for a first meeting and a first date. “I-I should go home, Satoru.” You peered up at him nervously. “It’s going to get late, and I expected to just go home after lunch.” 

You felt his arms rub the small of your back affectionately, and squeeze you even tighter. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay a little while longer?” Satoru’s lips stuck out in an adorable pout, and it made you smile a little more. 

“I’m sure. Don’t get me wrong, today has been really great. I just…have had enough socializing for now. I’m beat.” You pulled away from his embrace, much to his sorrow. “Thank you, Satoru. Gojo. Six Eyes. Whoever you are.” You smoothed your outfit out, and went to find your belongings. 

Satoru followed behind you, almost like a sad puppy. He was attached at your hip, whining and pouting which made you giggle. But you knew it was in jest, he wasn’t trying to make you feel guilty about not staying. He just wanted to show how much he wanted to have you around, and you appreciated the gesture. 

“Guess that trip to the store was a waste, huh?” Satoru murmured. He glanced at his room with slightly mischievous eyes, making you whip your head back. 

“What?” You were wondering about that earlier, so you were eager to hear why he stopped at the convenience store before you both headed to his place. 

“Oh…I was kinda hoping you’d stay the night so I bought…stuff. You know.” Your eyes widened, when you realized the implications. Condoms. 

“I-I-I” You stuttered, unable to form another sentence. “You-what? Why?” 

“Because,” Gojo stated matter-of-factly. “You’re really fuckin’ hot and even more adorable in person. Suguru knew what was going on.” He shrugged his shoulders.  “Got a problem with that?” 

“N-no.” You shook your head furiously, trying to recover from the whiplash of emotions he was putting you through. The fact that he was considering sex on the first date was enough to send you reeling. “I just-I’m surprised that you like me that much.” Your eyes were downcast, before you heard a raucous laugh. A pale hand lifted your chin up, and you were met with crystalline blues. 

“Why are you so surprised, ___? I thought I made it clear with my little delivery to your mail.” He winked, making you gulp. “You caught my attention, and now you have me. So take me. Take me for all it’s worth. But I’m taking you along with me, and you’re gonna get all of me. Satoru, Six Eyes, it doesn’t matter. They’re all me.” Gojo released you, and you stepped back a bit. 

“Will I see you again?” The tone of his voice changed significantly, the confidence from earlier suddenly waning. You nodded wordlessly. You were standing at the elevator that opened directly in his living room, having already pushed the button to go down. 

“That’s good to hear. Have a good night, ___.” 

Over the next few weeks, Satoru wormed into your life more and more. What started off as weekly dates, turned into him visiting your apartment and meeting your roommates (who were absolutely twitterpated to see him). After some consideration, you declined Satoru’s offer to work for his team, and became a manager under Suguru’s wing. Suguru was extremely pleased, and you began to find him to be quite a good boss to work under. Unlike Satoru, he was much more organized, his personality calm and gentle, things that you really needed in the hectic life of the entertainment and esports industry. Satoru resented your decision at first, but over time, he begrudingly admitted to himself that having Suguru interact with you in a strictly professional setting was more preferred, than for Satoru to handle a business and personal relationship with you.

About a month into your job, it just so happened that Satoru was streaming in his office while you were sitting on the couch behind him, watching silently. You two had adopted a routine where you would work quietly when the other was streaming, just to retain some semblance of privacy. While your own community was small enough that you weren’t worried about getting doxxed or some viewer stalking you; you were definitely more worried about the Six Eye’s fans. A fair number of his viewers were female, and you knew that if he suddenly revealed that he was pursuing a relationship, they would immediately start looking for your social media handles and harass you. It wasn’t something you were willing to risk at this particular time. 

After a few hours, you tapped him on the shoulder, signaling you wanted to speak. He quickly muted his microphone, and paused his game. “What’s up?” He asked, taking his headphones off. 

“What do you want for dinner?” 

“Oh…are you hungry now?” He inquired. “I can make a delivery order right now if you like.”

“No, I’m ok but I know I’ll be hungry in an hour or so. Is it okay if I cook something in your kitchen?” 

“Of course!” He beamed, and put his headphones back on. “What’s mine is yours.” He waved you away, and unmuted his mic again before getting back into his Six Eyes persona. You got up, and walked to the kitchen - it was decently stocked, much to your surprise. You figured Satoru lived like a bachelor - but it looked like someone kept all the pantry essentials full, and there were some decent produce selections in the fridge. This was probably Suguru’s doing. You ended up settling on heating up some leftover rice and making some egg fried rice with some frozen veggies you found. 

As you finished scooping a portion of the rice on two plates, Satoru emerged from his office. His eyes sparkled with glee as he saw how comfortable you looked, just lounging around his kitchen in your shorts and an oversized tee. When you made eye contact with him, his gaze softened, he could feel his heart swell with pride. He picked up the plate, and began shoveling food into his mouth at an inhuman speed. 

“MMM!” His words were muffled because he was talking with his mouth full. “ ‘s good!” Within five minutes, the plate was clear and he went to scoop some more rice from the pan. You laughed, just scooping a spoonful and eating at your normal pace. 

“Are you heading back to your stream?” You asked him, wiping a stray piece of rice from the edge of your mouth. He nodded, and put the now empty plate in the kitchen sink. “Leave the dishes for me, I’ll clean ‘em later.” He saluted you quickly, and darted back into his little man cave. You chuckled, and finished the rest of your dinner quietly. 

Suguru emerged from his office, hair down and in much more casual clothes than you were used to seeing him in. Your eyes darted away and you were considering moving back to Satoru’s room to hang out with him, but he caught your eye and waved. 

“Oh, did you make dinner?” He asked softly. 

“Yeah, you can have some if you like. Toru didn’t finish it all.” You gestured to the pan. 

“Toru, huh?” Suguru chuckled, as he found a bowl of his own and scooped the rest of the rice into it. “You must really like him.” He was clearly teasing, but after working with him in a professional setting for a bit, you knew better than to get worked up over some light jabs. 

“I guess I do,” you smiled, putting your empty dish in the sink. 

“Do you love him?” 

The simple question was enough to make you grip the counter to avoid falling over. The sheer weight of Suguru’s response threw you into an emotional frenzy, as all your feelings to Satoru tumbled to the surface. 

“I-I think I do.” You mumbled. 

“You think?” His eyebrow raised inquisitively. 

“No, I-I do. I love Satoru. He may be an idiot sometimes, but he’s my idiot. And I’m his idiot.” You nodded with a little bit more confidence. Suguru laughed, a clear, reverberant sound that tickled your ears in a warm way. Everything about Suguru was warm in a way Satoru was not, but that did not negate Satoru’s affection towards you. 

“You’re not an idiot, ___.” Suguru scolded you. “You’re one of the most responsible and intelligent coworkers I’ve had the pleasure of working with. If Satoru ever makes you feel less than, I’ll set him straight.” 

“No no no, it’s not like that!” Your hands waved frantically, trying to diffuse any tension. “I’m just referring to our relationship dynamic, that’s all. We’re like two pining idiots, honestly. But it’s worked out well so far. I’m glad that you were able to help me separate work and life with him, because it helped me get on more equal footing. Thank you, Suguru.” 

Suguru did not say thank you, but instead nodded and smiled, before taking your plate and his and beginning to wash them. It was ironic, Satoru had promised to wash the dishes, but realistically, Suguru was the one who actually did the chores and kept things running smoothly. You weren’t sure how those two managed to stay roommates when it seemed like Suguru was more motherly than Satoru, but you didn’t question it. You ended up walking back to Satoru’s office, and joining him in your favorite seat. You watched him play as you cuddled him, and mumbled into his skin, almost too quiet for him to hear – 

“I love you.”

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dividers: @benkeibear @saradika @cafekitsune

[luciditys-love]

shared controllers chapter 7 [a jjk streamer au]

summary: geto interrupts your kiss with satoru. time passes, a job decision is made, and you have a short domestic stint with him and geto before things get spicy

cw: hints to smut. gojo's kind of manipulative. geto is 'mean.' slight power imbalance, power play. this is more of a fluffy chapter

wc: 2.5k // pairing: streamer!gojo x streamer!reader, ex streamer!geto x streamer!reader

a/n: >:)

To say that kiss was good would be a criminal understatement. You could feel your heart beating out of your chest; you were sure it was audible to Satoru. You glanced briefly at his eyes - oceanic irises overtaken by his dilated pupils. He was clearly as affected as you felt. You found yourself staring at his plush lips, now slightly wet with saliva and your mouth hung slightly ajar. 

Satoru simply smiled and pushed you so your torsos were touching, and lazily wrapped his arms around your waist, just holding you for a moment. You felt his fingers rub circles near your hips, before leaning back in to kiss you again. His kiss was a lot slower this time, but it felt so much more intimate and loving, a well of emotions sprung to the surface. Your lips curled into a small smile, you two weren’t speaking with words but you could feel his intentions, and they felt pure. There wasn’t any hint of insincerity behind Gojo’s motives, he just wanted to make you feel loved at this moment. You never wanted this to end, you just wanted to get lost in the infinite void of his being, just the two of you with no one else in sight. 

His nonchalant nature, however, was puzzling to you. The fact that he didn’t even blink when Geto walked in bothered you somehow. They clearly didn’t have a normal roommate situation, but you couldn’t pin down what exactly was going on - the confusion spilled over your face, scrunching it up and amusing Geto. 

“Piss off.” Gojo spoke slowly, gently pushing you off his lap. “I’m busy here.”

“Oh really?” Geto rolled his eyes. “I couldn’t tell.” The corners of his mouth turned down into a soft scowl. He got up and stretched his hand out to you, lightly kicking Satoru’s foot in a teasing gesture

“Geto Suguru.” He introduced himself, wiping the frown away with a thin smile, pulling you up from the couch. “You may call me Suguru. I’ve been hearing a lot about you from Satoru lately.” 

“Oh o-ok.” You felt the dry warmth of his hand and your cheeks flushed. “What did he say about me?” 

“Well, Satoru is quite the chatterbox.” Suguru’s eyes scrunched up until they were no longer visible. “He’s been watching your streams religiously, enough to get my attention. I eventually worked up enough interest to watch you myself, and I have to say,” he paused to open his eyes and stare at you again. “You’re quite talented. That’s why I reached out to you personally, I had been crafting that job offer for a week now.” 

Now that shocked you. You finally had enough thoughts to stop stuttering and start getting to the bottom of things. “But Mr. Geto, your offer came after Satoru’s.” Your head cocked to the side slightly. But you showed him the timestamps on your phone, his email coming in minutes after Nanami’s.

Suguru’s eyes darkened, and you were filled with an indescribable dread. Something about this interaction was very, very off. You could see a vein in his neck tense up, as he turned around to see Satoru, plastered with the biggest shit-eating grin on his face. 

“You made an offer before me? When you knew I wanted to hire her?” The puzzle pieces were starting to fit, but you were unsure if you wanted to see the bigger picture. Suguru’s voice dropped an octave, and your eyes widened hearing the genuine frustration in his voice. 

“Yeah bro, what’s the problem? We’ll give her time to decide, it’s fine.” He shrugged, the casualness of his problem solving starting to piss you off. What was with this guy, why was he so unserious about things? It clicked in that moment, that Satoru wanted you to make him think that he was the one who thought of it first, while in reality he piggybacked off of Suguru’s idea. That had to be frustrating beyond belief. 

“The problem is, you’re involved with her personally. You want to invite her to work under you? You’re just asking for HR to have a meltdown over your inability to separate work life from personal life.” Suguru was clearly affected by this more than you were. But you were beginning to understand why he was mad at Satoru. “For once, Satoru, be reasonable.”

Satoru’s eyes glazed over, as he poured over the possibilities in his head. He knew Suguru was being logical, but it killed him to admit he had a point. It wouldn’t be right to invite you to work as his employee, when he was already pursuing you beyond the realms of a platonic relationship. Admitting defeat, he held up his hands in a surrendering gesture. 

“Fineeeee.” He whined, rolling his eyes. “Point made. Just get out of my office. I wanna spend time with ___.”

“Alright then.” Suguru flipped his hair over his shoulder, making you smile slightly. “I’ll be leaving shortly.” He leaned over and put a gentle hand on your shoulder. “We live together, bickering between us is normal. Also, in case you were wondering, the team split was a mutual decision, reached by common end goals. There’s no bad blood between us, I promise.” He began walking towards the door frame, eyes lingering on you before exiting the office. You looked up at Satoru’s face, seeing his eyes narrow at Suguru’s gaze. Was it…jealousy he was feeling? Was he being possessive? You couldn’t really place the feelings but you were sure some invisible rivalry was going on between the two of them. 

When his footsteps became quieter, and then eventually silent, you exhaled a loud sigh. Although you were preparing to take things further with Satoru, you were also secretly glad that Suguru interrupted. It was all a bit much, especially for a first meeting and a first date. “I-I should go home, Satoru.” You peered up at him nervously. “It’s going to get late, and I expected to just go home after lunch.” 

You felt his arms rub the small of your back affectionately, and squeeze you even tighter. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay a little while longer?” Satoru’s lips stuck out in an adorable pout, and it made you smile a little more. 

“I’m sure. Don’t get me wrong, today has been really great. I just…have had enough socializing for now. I’m beat.” You pulled away from his embrace, much to his sorrow. “Thank you, Satoru. Gojo. Six Eyes. Whoever you are.” You smoothed your outfit out, and went to find your belongings. 

Satoru followed behind you, almost like a sad puppy. He was attached at your hip, whining and pouting which made you giggle. But you knew it was in jest, he wasn’t trying to make you feel guilty about not staying. He just wanted to show how much he wanted to have you around, and you appreciated the gesture. 

“Guess that trip to the store was a waste, huh?” Satoru murmured. He glanced at his room with slightly mischievous eyes, making you whip your head back. 

“What?” You were wondering about that earlier, so you were eager to hear why he stopped at the convenience store before you both headed to his place. 

“Oh…I was kinda hoping you’d stay the night so I bought…stuff. You know.” Your eyes widened, when you realized the implications. Condoms. 

“I-I-I” You stuttered, unable to form another sentence. “You-what? Why?” 

“Because,” Gojo stated matter-of-factly. “You’re really fuckin’ hot and even more adorable in person. Suguru knew what was going on.” He shrugged his shoulders.  “Got a problem with that?” 

“N-no.” You shook your head furiously, trying to recover from the whiplash of emotions he was putting you through. The fact that he was considering sex on the first date was enough to send you reeling. “I just-I’m surprised that you like me that much.” Your eyes were downcast, before you heard a raucous laugh. A pale hand lifted your chin up, and you were met with crystalline blues. 

“Why are you so surprised, ___? I thought I made it clear with my little delivery to your mail.” He winked, making you gulp. “You caught my attention, and now you have me. So take me. Take me for all it’s worth. But I’m taking you along with me, and you’re gonna get all of me. Satoru, Six Eyes, it doesn’t matter. They’re all me.” Gojo released you, and you stepped back a bit. 

“Will I see you again?” The tone of his voice changed significantly, the confidence from earlier suddenly waning. You nodded wordlessly. You were standing at the elevator that opened directly in his living room, having already pushed the button to go down. 

“That’s good to hear. Have a good night, ___.” 

Over the next few weeks, Satoru wormed into your life more and more. What started off as weekly dates, turned into him visiting your apartment and meeting your roommates (who were absolutely twitterpated to see him). After some consideration, you declined Satoru’s offer to work for his team, and became a manager under Suguru’s wing. Suguru was extremely pleased, and you began to find him to be quite a good boss to work under. Unlike Satoru, he was much more organized, his personality calm and gentle, things that you really needed in the hectic life of the entertainment and esports industry. Satoru resented your decision at first, but over time, he begrudingly admitted to himself that having Suguru interact with you in a strictly professional setting was more preferred, than for Satoru to handle a business and personal relationship with you.

About a month into your job, it just so happened that Satoru was streaming in his office while you were sitting on the couch behind him, watching silently. You two had adopted a routine where you would work quietly when the other was streaming, just to retain some semblance of privacy. While your own community was small enough that you weren’t worried about getting doxxed or some viewer stalking you; you were definitely more worried about the Six Eye’s fans. A fair number of his viewers were female, and you knew that if he suddenly revealed that he was pursuing a relationship, they would immediately start looking for your social media handles and harass you. It wasn’t something you were willing to risk at this particular time. 

After a few hours, you tapped him on the shoulder, signaling you wanted to speak. He quickly muted his microphone, and paused his game. “What’s up?” He asked, taking his headphones off. 

“What do you want for dinner?” 

“Oh…are you hungry now?” He inquired. “I can make a delivery order right now if you like.”

“No, I’m ok but I know I’ll be hungry in an hour or so. Is it okay if I cook something in your kitchen?” 

“Of course!” He beamed, and put his headphones back on. “What’s mine is yours.” He waved you away, and unmuted his mic again before getting back into his Six Eyes persona. You got up, and walked to the kitchen - it was decently stocked, much to your surprise. You figured Satoru lived like a bachelor - but it looked like someone kept all the pantry essentials full, and there were some decent produce selections in the fridge. This was probably Suguru’s doing. You ended up settling on heating up some leftover rice and making some egg fried rice with some frozen veggies you found. 

As you finished scooping a portion of the rice on two plates, Satoru emerged from his office. His eyes sparkled with glee as he saw how comfortable you looked, just lounging around his kitchen in your shorts and an oversized tee. When you made eye contact with him, his gaze softened, he could feel his heart swell with pride. He picked up the plate, and began shoveling food into his mouth at an inhuman speed. 

“MMM!” His words were muffled because he was talking with his mouth full. “ ‘s good!” Within five minutes, the plate was clear and he went to scoop some more rice from the pan. You laughed, just scooping a spoonful and eating at your normal pace. 

“Are you heading back to your stream?” You asked him, wiping a stray piece of rice from the edge of your mouth. He nodded, and put the now empty plate in the kitchen sink. “Leave the dishes for me, I’ll clean ‘em later.” He saluted you quickly, and darted back into his little man cave. You chuckled, and finished the rest of your dinner quietly. 

Suguru emerged from his office, hair down and in much more casual clothes than you were used to seeing him in. Your eyes darted away and you were considering moving back to Satoru’s room to hang out with him, but he caught your eye and waved. 

“Oh, did you make dinner?” He asked softly. 

“Yeah, you can have some if you like. Toru didn’t finish it all.” You gestured to the pan. 

“Toru, huh?” Suguru chuckled, as he found a bowl of his own and scooped the rest of the rice into it. “You must really like him.” He was clearly teasing, but after working with him in a professional setting for a bit, you knew better than to get worked up over some light jabs. 

“I guess I do,” you smiled, putting your empty dish in the sink. 

“Do you love him?” 

The simple question was enough to make you grip the counter to avoid falling over. The sheer weight of Suguru’s response threw you into an emotional frenzy, as all your feelings to Satoru tumbled to the surface. 

“I-I think I do.” You mumbled. 

“You think?” His eyebrow raised inquisitively. 

“No, I-I do. I love Satoru. He may be an idiot sometimes, but he’s my idiot. And I’m his idiot.” You nodded with a little bit more confidence. Suguru laughed, a clear, reverberant sound that tickled your ears in a warm way. Everything about Suguru was warm in a way Satoru was not, but that did not negate Satoru’s affection towards you. 

“You’re not an idiot, ___.” Suguru scolded you. “You’re one of the most responsible and intelligent coworkers I’ve had the pleasure of working with. If Satoru ever makes you feel less than, I’ll set him straight.” 

“No no no, it’s not like that!” Your hands waved frantically, trying to diffuse any tension. “I’m just referring to our relationship dynamic, that’s all. We’re like two pining idiots, honestly. But it’s worked out well so far. I’m glad that you were able to help me separate work and life with him, because it helped me get on more equal footing. Thank you, Suguru.” 

Suguru did not say thank you, but instead nodded and smiled, before taking your plate and his and beginning to wash them. It was ironic, Satoru had promised to wash the dishes, but realistically, Suguru was the one who actually did the chores and kept things running smoothly. You weren’t sure how those two managed to stay roommates when it seemed like Suguru was more motherly than Satoru, but you didn’t question it. You ended up walking back to Satoru’s office, and joining him in your favorite seat. You watched him play as you cuddled him, and mumbled into his skin, almost too quiet for him to hear – 

“I love you.”

taglist: @public-safety-network @dearestgojo @drunkenlion @strawberrystepmom @kazushawty @whats-humanity-lol @svgvrvs @kurome-ga-kill @heyypatrik @jjodium @mikkies @4sat0ruu @toastycp @gojomaki @peanutpunchy @iluv-ace @milkm4nz @arcswonderland @crustykuki @writing2live @yourlocaldegenerate @typicalsimpsstuff @witchbybirth @altyx @whippedbyikemen

dividers: @benkeibear @saradika @cafekitsune

[luciditys-love]

shared controllers chapter 4 [a jjk streamer au]

summary: you're reeling from the consequences of your actions. gojo decides to step up the chaos and you find out who your streamer idol is, and how he's connected to your mysterious "GS."

wc: 3.3k // pairing: streamer!gojo x streamer!reader

cw: angst. emotional *not clickbait* mentions of sexual content. this chapter serves to push the story along, nothing else to it

a/n: gonna take a break from posting this story weekly for a bit, as this is the part in the story where i am considering writing brand new content going forward. but i will be reposting some other things in the meantime!

Several days post-stream…

Although you tried to move on from the disaster (or success?) that was your last stream, all you could think about was him. You had never done anything that risky in your life, it astounded you that a man from the internet could change all that, so drastically. Letting someone control you online like that, nearly humiliating you online? Your thoughts flip flopped between one of two camps -

I can’t believe I did this (meaning: you can’t believe you let someone get you as riled up as he did)!

I can’t believe he did this (meaning: you can’t believe GS was capable of doing this to you. Making you feel…all sorts of feelings you weren’t used to)!

You decided to take a small break from streaming, just a few days off so you could recover from the shock and process what exactly this meant. You didn’t…like him…did you? No! You shook your head, knowing you would look a little crazy if other people saw you repeatedly shake your head to nobody. You have never met this guy, he could still be lying to you, he could be withholding so many secrets…there were still so many unknown factors. You could feel your gut twisting in pain, the anxiety of all these thoughts swirling in your gut, making it slightly difficult to breathe. 

No. I can’t let him work me up like this. I deserve better. 

You took a deep breath, and exhaled out loud. Pulling your phone out of your pocket, you unlocked it and scrolled through your messages. You found your DMs between GS, and sent him one simple line –

You: i need some time off from messaging you

Gojo, on the other hand, was thriving. Something about the power play made him almost high, he felt like he was floating on life. He didn’t realize how obsessed he was becoming with you, but you preoccupied his thoughts for a good chunk of his days. His mind was prowling, thinking of what else he could send you, how else he could tease you, make you do all sorts of crazy things…

And then his phone pinged. 

He pushed his tinted glasses down, and read your message. And that’s when he felt it. The pain, slowly seeping in like honey, dripping and sticking into every crevice. 

His heart hurt. 

Gojo’s fingers started to tremble. He couldn’t come up with a witty response on the fly, and it bothered him. He could feel his head racing with a million thoughts, most of them wordless, it was just a flurry of colors, feelings, sensations that he could barely make sense of. It scared him a bit. 

He inhaled, in an attempt to clear his head. Gojo ran his fingers through his hair, and started fidgeting with the strands, twisting some back and forth. He had never been cornered quite like this. Normally, the women in his life were pushovers, they would’ve never questioned his actions. He had a natural charm that he loved taking advantage of, whether it was the fan service he actively participated in his streams, or in real life, he truly liked living his life like some kind of trickster-god. Gojo didn’t have to work very hard to push people over, they would just take one look (or listen) at him, and they would fall at his feet. 

So why were you refusing his advances? 

You bothered him. You poked at his facade in a way he couldn’t pinpoint. He couldn’t really figure out why, but that pushback was enough to keep him coming back for more. So he made a decision. 

Your phone dinged, and you saw his message –

GS: i understand. i’m sorry i pushed you too far

You stared at your phone, and sighed. It seemed like he was giving you space to figure out what to do next. But the true intention behind Gojo’s message was a little more sinister. He wasn’t so threatened, as he was busy crafting the next step of the plan in his head. He was about to burst your entire world, and you didn’t even realize. It wasn’t a question of “playing checkers vs. chess,” it was moreso a question of “did you realize what you were opening when you opened this box?” And he knew you didn’t. But you would figure it out. Very very soon.

He left one last cryptic message, one that seemed to come out of nowhere. It was a link to @6eyesdomain’s stream channel, with a calendar invite. There was no title, no caption, nothing. All it did was confuse you, but you took it as a sign. 

You saved the calendar invite, and cleared your schedule accordingly. Whatever it was, you figured if he wasn’t saying anything snarky, maybe he was going to just chat to you during that stream. But you didn’t know why he was sending you a link to 6 Eye’s stream. What did 6 Eyes have to do with this? 

On the day of the fated stream, you came home from work, tired as hell. Your last shift was particularly grueling, and you wanted nothing more than to sit in silence and not speak to anyone for the rest of the night. Your roommates took one look at your grumpy face, and saluted you wordlessly. They knew to get out of your hair, and you nodded back as a signal of respect. 

After tossing your keys and bag inside, you grabbed a random bag of something crunchy from the pantry (you were kind of hungry, but not hungry enough to consider a full meal), and wiggled your mouse to wake your monitor and computer back up from sleep. You pulled up 6 Eye’s stream page, seeing that you had approximately 5 minutes until the stream started. Great. Enough time to take a bathroom break and come back. 

When you came back, the title of 6 Eye’s stream finally popped up. 

“face reveal :3”

 “NO FUCKIN’ WAY!” You yelled out loud, and you clapped a hand over your mouth. You heard feet shuffling and then a rapid knock at your door. You walked over and opened it, to see one of your roommates looking at you in distress. “What’s wrong?!” She asked, checking to see if there were any visible signs of injury or harm. 

“Oh, uh nothing! Sorry, I saw something very surprising on my computer.” You laughed sheepishly, and put your hand behind your head. “I’m so sorry dude, I didn’t mean to yell.” You could feel a heat blossom over your cheeks. Your roommate exhaled a sigh of relief. “Oh, good. I thought you, like, hurt yourself or something. What happened?” She peered at you inquisitively. 

“Oh, uh, well this famous streamer I’ve been following for a while just posted he’s going to do a face reveal. He’s been online for years and no one knows what he looks like.” You explained, beginning to fidget with your fingers nervously. “And the stream starts in-oh WAIT IT’S STARTING NOW!” You barked as you dove into your office chair. The wheels of the chair pushed back and you almost hit the wall in your crazed attempt to get back to your desk. After rolling the wheels back on the floor with your feet, you got back into place. 

“Come, come!” You hissed at your roommate, motioning her to shut the door and join you. She looked confused, but she came in nonetheless, and stood next to you. The starting screen began on 6 Eye’s stream, and suddenly the screen went black. 

You heard his voice, and you turned up the volume on your monitor so both you and your roommate could hear. 

“Well…it’s the day you’ve all been waiting for.” His voice, with all its smoothness and richness, enveloped you like a warm hug. “Everyone’s been begging me for a face reveal, and you know what, I finally decided today is the day.” 

“Wow, he sounds hot!” Your roommate whispered, and you shushed her before turning up the volume some more. 

“No introductions, no long waits. Are you ready?” The cadence of his voice lilted. Even then you couldn’t see him, you were sure he had a smirk plastered on his face, you could feel it. The black screen wiped away, and your eyes widened. You let out a small gasp, as did your roommate, who was the first to comment out loud. 

“He is hot!” 

You were unable to speak. You were busy pouring your eyes over every feature you could. 6 Eyes was wearing a loose navy polo shirt, but the fabric was very thin and shiny, in a satin-like finish. With the high definition of your monitor, you could see a thin outline of his muscles in his shirt, from the sculpted pectorals up to the deltoids. He had beautiful, thick silver rings on his hands, you couldn’t place any name brand on top, but it was implied that they were very expensive. A simple watch on his left wrist, with a navy strap and a white watch face. He clearly dressed to impress. 

When you finally looked at his face, however, your initial curiosity turned to dread. 

White hair. Fluffy, silvery white hair. 

Just like GS, you thought and your stomach began to churn uncomfortably. He was wearing a black blindfold, so his eyes and top half of his face were completely obscured. A grin was plastered on his face, as he held his hands with palms upturned. 

“Well, what do you think?” He whispered, adjusting the microphone to be closer to his lips. “Is this what you expected?”

You peeked at the chat, it seemed like millions of messages were flying around. Everyone was all up in arms, so many thirst messages flew by so fast you couldn’t even read them all. The viewer count climbed up, he was surely breaking records for his personal channel. Six thousand, eight thousand, ten thousand. It didn’t stop. But 6 Eye’s voice faded in your ears, and was replaced with a ringing sound. You remembered the messages GS sent, the picture with the scribbled out face, the video. You laid back in disbelief. 

6 Eyes is GS. And I’ve been talking to him this whole time. 

Everything in your vision faded, and all you could see was a blurry outline of his face. His stupid face. His stupid, gorgeous face. Half hidden by that stupid, stupid blindfold. Your roommate saw you lean back in your chair, and she gasped. “What’s wrong? He’s so hot! I mean the blindfold, what a genius move! He’s clearly such a tease.” She giggled, but her smile dropped as she saw the terrified whites of your eyes. 

You turned to her, and cleared your throat. The snack you opened, laid forgotten on the desk. 6 Eyes was continuing to chat, answering a few messages and donations, but you could no longer listen to him. You knew it, he knew it. This changed your world entirely. 

“He…I’ve been talking to him for a while.” You croaked, and your roommate asked you to repeat what you said. “I-I-I UGH!” You shouted in frustration, feeling a tear leak from your eye. You couldn’t process your emotions fully, there were so many colors of anger and confusion. Then, the questions started to form in your head. 

Why did he reveal his face? Why did he do this? Why was he talking to me? Didn’t he blow me off initially? Is this why he gave me space? How does he–? Your thoughts were interrupted by your roommate shaking your shoulders gently. 

“Hello? Earth to ___. Come back to us.” She waved a hand in your face, your eyes refocusing and you pushed her hand out of your personal space with a scowl. “Come on, what are you talking about? This guy is clearly super famous, why would he be talking to you?” 

You took a deep breath, and began to explain to your roommate the details of what happened the last couple of weeks. Everything, from the stream raid you did, to the messages, to the face reveal that happened just now, you recounted almost every single detail you could in an effort to comprehend the events yourself. You conveniently left out the part about the vibrator on stream, however. She definitely did not need to know about that. You pulled out your phone, and showed her the picture GS sent you, and the video, letting her listen to the audio several times. 

When all was said and done, she was equally as shocked as you. You two sat quietly, she had at some point decided against standing and sat at the foot of your bed. After a few beats of pure silence, she spoke up again. 

“So…he likes you, right? I mean, the evidence is pretty damning.” She smiled, and you began stuttering. 

“What are you talking about? I had no idea that this guy I’ve been talking to for the past few weeks was someone I looked up to for years! Do you understand how much this is fucking with my head?!” You shouted, and your roommate flinched back at the sudden noise. You apologized immediately, and actively lowered your tone. 

“I get it. This guy you’ve idolized is now suddenly a part of your life. And it’s crazy, but you can’t ignore the signs. He’s clearly interested in you. Otherwise he wouldn’t have done what he just did.” You rubbed your arms, and squeezed them in a self-comforting gesture. 

“I-I just–” you kept stuttering over your words, so you held your tongue and tried to refocus your thoughts. “I thought he didn’t like me. The way he addressed me on stream was so dismissive. What happened? I really feel like I’m missing some important context.” At this point, you peered over at your stream, it had ended several minutes ago. You didn’t know if he had even taken the blindfold off, or what he did after he turned his camera on. But your phone pinged again, and you saw who it was from. Your blood ran cold through your veins. 

It was him. 

You eyed your roommate, and whipped around lightning-fast to unlock the screen and see the message. 

GS: so…what’d you think of the stream? 

Your fingers hovered over the keyboard, unable to come up with a response. Your roommate peered over and read the message, and giggled - a short, quick “ha!” 

“He really does like you, ___. Look at how nervous he is.” She clapped you on the back, making you fall forward a bit. 

“Y-yeah. But I’m nervous too. I don’t know what this means going forward. I’ve never connected with someone so well in my life, real or online, and now…” You trailed off. “What do I do?” Your voice sounded so tiny and shaky, you could barely recognize it as your own. 

“Well…you could start by replying back.” She beamed at you. “How about, you let me take charge for a bit? While you decompress?” She held her hand out, and you placed the phone, feeling extremely apprehensive of letting your roommate speak for you. “Ah, don’t worry. I’ll type something and let you see it before I hit send.” Her thin fingers quickly moved across the screen, and she showed you the screen a few seconds later. You read over it a few times, nodded to signal your consent, and she turned it back to herself and hit send. 

You: it was good. just so we’re on the same page…you’re @6eyesdomain right? 

On Gojo’s side, he had at this point taken off the blindfold so he could see better. His crystal blue eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief and glee when he saw you put the puzzle together. Smart girl, he thought. 

GS: yup 

GS: surprise!

Your roommate showed you GS’s response, and your heart leaped. Him confirming it just made it feel so much more real. Your eyes floated to your closet, where you could see the sleeve of the black hoodie you wore a few streams ago, when you had openly dissed him. The memory made you wince a bit, knowing now how that must’ve hurt him. 

But then you began thinking about what happened in that last stream of yours. How he was on your phone, watching you scrunch your face in an effort to stop the overwhelming pleasure. He watched you cum on your tiny little phone camera. He probably saw your pussy, dripping with arousal, which he was responsible for! That made you flush with heat. You remembered the compliments he showered to you – gorgeous, honey, etc. etc. and your heart fluttered at the last sentence you remember him saying before he hung up. “Next time I want to feel you on my cock.” That sentence replayed over and over in your head. You could feel your thighs growing warm with desire. You gulped, feeling that warmth slowly creep up your neck. 

While you were lost in your own thoughts, your roommate began crafting a new reply, again showing you what she wrote in your place. You ended up taking your phone back, deleting the message she wrote and writing your own. 

You: so…now what? 

The answer was swift, almost like an automated message. 

GS: can i suggest something? 

GS: how do you feel about us meeting up irl?  

If your heart hadn’t fallen out of your chest cavity yet, it certainly had now. As your roommate was preparing to leave, you grabbed her arm and shook it violently. Your hand shook as you shoved the screen in her face (much to her annoyance) and you begged her – 

“What do I do?” 

She pushed your hand away, laughing lightly at you. She thought it was so funny how much her view of you changed. You were always the antisocial living partner, never showing any interest in dating anyone. It was always work, friends, and video games, that’s all she thought you cared about. 

“Silly duck. Say yes!” She looked at your sunken face, and once again asked to see your phone. You didn’t have the heart to disagree, but you couldn’t come up with any way to respond to him. “Hand me your phone, do you want me to say yes to him?” You managed a slow nod, feeling your throat constrict and dry up. Although you were extremely nervous, you couldn’t deny that the opportunity was too good to pass up. 

She typed in a quick response, and showed you the reply. It was generic, with no bite or flavor. But, it affirmed his ‘date’. Within a few minutes, GS had attached another calendar invite, with an address and time. It was in a few days, at an outdoor cafe about a 15 minute commute from where you lived. You sighed, as you inputted the invite into your work calendar so you made sure not to miss it. “If you’re worried about safety, share your phone location with me! Is that okay?” Your roommate asked, and you smiled at her. She was so sweet, it was no wonder she was in a happy relationship with her partner. Even if you found the pair to be a bit dull at times, they were still nice and respected your space, so truthfully, you couldn’t ask for a better pair of roommates. 

On Gojo’s side, he found your last response kind of lackluster. He wondered if something was up, if you had changed your mind, but you did express your consent to meeting with him. But he was looking forward to it. His heart leaped at the thought of getting to see you, all of you, in real life. 

A sentence floated through both you and Gojo’s mind at different times, and in different parts of the city. But the thought was the same. 

I can’t wait to meet you.

dividers by @cafekitsune, @saradika and @benkeibear

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Peach, these are all incredible💓 but can you imagine little brother’s best friend Gojo who does everything in the book to touch you? He finds any excuse really. Not even in a sexual way, like I mean this man will find any reason to pick up/hold your hand💛💛💛

he might even let some words that have your heart feeling funny slip out like, “your hands are so soft,”

THANK YOU SWEETS 💓💓 omg that means a lot and I’m so happy you enjoyed it! I loved reading your tags on my recent post too 🥺 thank you so much for reblogging and commenting sldkfjslj. (ps. I’m super obsessed with this concept because Gojo just PINING for somebody does things to my little heart & honestly it’s like word vomit now & I just can’t stop writing about it lskdjflskdjf) 

[minors and ageless blogs dni] 

satoru, your little brother’s best friend, can pin point the exact moment when you stopped touching him - when you stopped ruffling his hair and pinching his cheeks playfully, when you stopped pulling him in for an innocent hug, and even worse when you stopped addressing him by “Toru” which was the nickname reserved for you. 

you didn’t know how much it broke him the further you kept your distance, which is why he can’t help but be touchy around you now.

if he sees a rogue eyelash on your cheek, he doesn’t just pick it off. no, he will cup your face in the palm of his hand and gently remove it with the other. he smooths over the spot on where it landed with his thumb in a sweet caress and then smile before asking you to close your eyes and make a wish.

he slings his arm around you whenever you’re in his way, and squeezes your waist before bringing his lips down to your ear to whisper: “behind you.” 

...or if he’s feeling playful, he’ll pick you up and move you aside just to catch off guard from his sheer physical strength.

if you guys are out and about, he’ll always hold your hand in his. you find yourself surprised by his firm grasp, and when you ask him to let go he’ll laugh by saying that your “strides are too short and you need to keep up the pace”. 

...it’s so much worse because this happens when you guys are out in public together, and when people confuse you for being a couple...he never corrects them. 

he’s always resting his head on your thighs when you hang out together, reminiscing about growing up and filling in all the little gaps in your life when you’ve both been apart. 

when you laugh about your exes or past lovers, you don’t see the way his jaw twitches or how he digs his nails into the palms of his hands. he only relaxes when your fingers lightly thread through his hair, twirling a few strands nonchalantly as you keep talking. his heart skips a beat and he parts his lips when he holds back his breath, all the while thinking that...maybe, just maybe...there might actually be a spark between you both. 

you don’t know what these little interactions mean to him, how they are unspoken words of desperation, with each one whispering:  “please touch me. I need you to touch me.” 

#screaming #sobbing #i love him so much #would die for him

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oh my god it's been 2 years since i posted, babes the layer of dust was thicker than I expected

why are people following me, babes I haven't been active for eonsappreciate it though <3

maybe if you stick around you'll see new posts soon ;)

#oopsie <3

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why are people following me, babes I haven't been active for eonsappreciate it though <3

maybe if you stick around you'll see new posts soon ;)

#i have been revived baby

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Part 2: Gojo, Yūji, Sukuna, and Megumi when their S/O who doesn't cry, cries in front of them for the first time

Pairing(s): gojo satoru x reader, itadori yūji x reader, ryōmen sukuna x reader, fushiguro megumi x reader

Warning(s): angst to fluff, just the jjk boys comforting their s/o

You and Itadori had been together for a significant amount of time, so of course he would notice that he had never seen you cry, let alone be sad. It concerned him how dismissive you were of your own feelings when you were always there for him. He could tell if you were sad and sometimes you would open up a bit to him, but it always looked like you were holding back, as if you had more you wanted to say, but you were afraid to. One day, you seemed particularly out of it and distant, like there was something on your mind and it was bugging you a lot. When Itadori pulled you aside to ask what was wrong, you tried to dismiss him, but he pulled you by the wrist into his chest and held you tightly. "Please tell me what's wrong, please tell me so I can help you.. I just want to take care of you," he mumbled in your ear, his own voice cracking slightly. You felt yourself break down and slowly into his arms, you whimpered and clutched the fabric of his shirt. You tried to speak, but instead felt choked sobs come out as hot tears began pour from your eyes . You buried yourself deeper into his chest as you sobbed and cried, Itadori held you tightly, gently petting your hair to comfort you as you released all your bottled up emotions. His heart ached at the thought of you feeling so sad and alone, having to deal with things by yourself. He wanted to be there for you all the time, to reassure you that you were safe. He couldn't help but shed a couple tears when he felt you break down in his arms. You felt as if a huge weight had just been taken off of your chest and that you could finally breathe. When your sobs began to subside and your breathing slowed, he picked you up gently, making sure to hold you close to his body. Itadori peeked down at you to see your eyes beginning to close. He opened the door to your dorm and walked over to your bed to set you down. He wiped the tears from your cheeks and caressed your face, looking down at you lovingly. Your eyelids fluttered before opening slightly, you gave him a grateful look before your eyes drooped shut and you drifted off to sleep. Itadori pulled the covers over you and pressed a kiss to your forehead, he sat on the edge of your bed and watched over you. "Whatever it is, I won't let you go through it alone, I'm here for you."

Sorry this one was kinda similar to Gojo's I had trouble thinking of ideas! Sukuna's is next!

#itadori x y/n #jjk x you #jjk fluff #jjk angst #jjk x reader #jjk itadori #jjk yuuji #itadori fluff #yuujiitadori #itadori yuuji #yuuji x reader #itadori yuji x y/n #yuuji #itadori yuuji x reader #itadori yuji x you #itadori yuuji x you

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S/o is not the person who cries a lot. How would Gojo, Yuji, Sukuna and Megumi react if S/o starts crying in front of them for the first time (sadness)

Part 1: Gojo, Yūji, Sukuna, and Megumi when their S/O who doesn't cry, cries in front of them for the first time

Pairing(s): gojo satoru x reader, itadori yūji x reader, ryōmen sukuna x reader, fushiguro megumi x reader

Warning(s): angst to fluff, just the jjk boys comforting their s/o

A/N: Thanks so much for requesting this anon! I will be splitting this into four parts so I can pace myself and give you content :)

You are naturally someone who doesn't express sadness often, at least not around other people, Gojo knows this, you have it in your head that your sadness is a burden to others, so you bottle it up and keep it to yourself. This bothers Gojo because as your boyfriend he wants you to be able to rely on him, to be able to turn to him when you need something. You're his angel, his sweet, strong, considerate angel, who always offers kindness to everyone, it's one of the reasons he loves you so much. He can always tell when something is bothering you, but he doesn't push you to talk about it, even if the way your smile towards others looks so forced pains his heart. One day you're feeling particularly overworked and stressed, you want nothing more than to sink into Gojo's warm embrace and rest, but of course you don't want to bother him. You return to your apartment after such a long and hard day, to your surprise, Gojo is already in the kitchen making dinner. He smiles brightly when he sees you, greeting you happily, "Hey baby!" He says holding out his arms for you to run into, the sight of him causes your lips to quiver slightly as tears spring in the corners of your eyes, threatening to spill over violently, and they do. You just about collapse into his arms as you begin to sob, Gojo's never seen you cry before so this comes as a bit of a shock to him, nevertheless he holds you tightly in his strong embrace, allowing you to release all of your bottled up emotions. "My poor sweet angel," he mumbles to you, "Don't worry I'm here darling." You grip his shirt in your fists, holding him as if he might disappear, tears staining the fabric. "M' s-so tired Satoru," you say your shoulders shaking and your sobs beginning to subside. "I know angel, I'll take care of you I promise, " he assures as he gently rubs your back. He kisses your forehead and rocks you back and forth, "we'll stay like this for as long as you need, my love," you nod at his words and relax into his arms, gently swaying. After a couple minutes of standing together, he pulls back a bit and cups your cheek as he looks down at your tear stained face and puffy eyes, still as beautiful as ever, "Why don't you go get changed and I'll make some tea, we can talk or just cuddle, whatever you want dear, " he smiles softly at you, brushing the remaining tears away from your eyes with his thumb. You nod with a sniffle and give him one last squeeze before going off to change, Gojo stares as your figure disappears behind your bedroom door. "I'll always take care of you, my sweet angel."

Itadori's part coming soon!

#jjk x reader #jjk gojo #jujutsu kaisen gojo #gojou satoru x reader #jjk fluff #jjk angst #gojo angst #gojo fluff #gojo x you #jjk x you

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i felt that

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Sukuna x Fem!Reader|| How He Told You He Liked You

Just a little drabble (? That’s what this is I think?? Lmk if I’m wrong) about Sukuna liking you <3 Formatting may be kind of weird, any tips or feedback about how I’m doing would be appreciated! Anyways enjoy!

Warning(s): Suggestive content at the end, grammar mistakes

- You became friends with Yuuji when he arrived at Jujutsu High, after finding out about his shared body, you were slightly curious about Sukuna. 

- At first he thought you were really annoying, but gradually overtime he began to find you not as annoying, intriguing even. He found himself looking forward to your company when Yuuji would go to hang out with you, feeling empty when you weren’t around, angry when you were talking to other guys, the way his heart skipped slightly when you would touch him so gently. Over time he came to realize that, yes he, Sukuna Ryomen, King of Curses, had developed feelings for you

- This made things slightly difficult for Yuuji to have you to himself as Sukuna would always switch (or he would try), with Yuuji whenever you were around, because obviously he wanted your full attention. Yuuji could definitely tell that something was up with Sukuna because he could feel the way his heart would squeeze whenever you were around, or the way he would feel extra protective of you. As expected, due to their shared body, they could feel each other’s feelings.

- Sukuna felt frustrated about it for a bit before just straight up telling you one day. Like out of nowhere, you were just hanging with Yuuji and he went unnaturally silent for a moment when your back was turned, and you turned around, curious as to why your normally energetic friend has become so quiet, only to find that he had suddenly gained black markings on his face and arms, and was not in fact your friend Yuuji, but Sukuna. He approached you, rather quickly, surprised, you inched back, until you found yourself caged in between his large frame and the wall.

- “Erm, Sukuna?” He stares at you for a moment before he speaks, his voice came out in a smooth rumble, “I like you Y/N,” You felt your breath hitch slightly as you stared deeply into his eyes, looking for any trace of humor, but only found complete seriousness. You suddenly realized that your face was becoming a bit hot and you quickly looked to some obscure corner of the room, feeling a little embarrassed to say it out loud. “I, um, I like you too,” your voice quieter than you expected it to come out. A grin crept up on his handsome face, his hand reaching to gently pull your jaw to turn your face towards his. 

- “Eyes on me, pretty girl,” he said before placing a deep kiss on your lips, you instantaneously sank into the kiss, cupping your hands around his jaw. You felt his large hands slide onto your thighs, then swiftly scoop up your legs and carry you to your bed. He gently dropped you down, hovering very close to your body, he smirked, “You’re not sleeping tonight.”

#im such a simp for this man #the things i would do for him #reader x sukuna #sukuna #jjk x reader #jjk sukuna #sukuna x you #sukuna x reader

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Kuroo x GN!Reader Headcanons

(This is very much self-indulgent)

Warning(s): Not really any, just slight suggestiveness in one, but its mostly fluff

- He really likes the color red on you, go figure, mans thinks you look stunning in red bc of course you do ;) and it might even get him in a spicy mood

- If you speak multiple languages Kuroo finds it so fascinating, he’ll ask you how to say certain words and to teach him how to speak like you. He also thinks its really hot when you speak in your other language

- If you sing a lot he’ll stand outside your room, or bathroom, or wherever you are when you sing so he can listen to you, he loves your voice and basically thinks you’re an angel, he might tease you about it but he really loves hearing you sing, to him its the most wonderful sound in the world

- He’s a really good listener to you and is very very observant towards your moods, he can tell when you’re upset about something and will offer to listen to you, give you cuddles, do whatever you need

- God tier cuddles by the way, this man is the king of cuddles, he’s so warm and his body basically engulfs you. Will plant kisses all over you, and when he’s tired he’ll drag you to the couch or bed and pull you into his arms so you guys can nap. Also will come up from behind you and wrap his arms around your waist while placing his head on your shoulder or on top of your head

- Can you tell that I’m the biggest simp for him

- PDA? Yes, always. He wants everyone to know that you’re his and he’s yours. He always has to be touching you in public, whether its an arm around your waist, your shoulder, maybe he’s holding your hand, it could even be a hand on the small of your back. Sometimes he’ll randomly pick you up and just start running

- Your laugh? He loves it, he melts every time he hears it, it’s music to his ears really. He could go on and on about how magical your laugh is, how lovely you are

- He just loves you so much, he would do anything for you, he’s proud of everything you do. Honestly, he’s so lucky to have you. Every time he gets to see you is wonderful, every touch is burning with his love for you.

That’s all I have at the moment, I hope this was good, I’m still pretty new posting on tumblr. Please let me know if you have any suggestions or any requests for headcanons for characters! I think I correctly set up the request thing on my page. Anyway bye bye! :)

#kuroo testuro #kuroo headcanons #kuroo #kuroo testsuro x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu headcanons #kuroo tetsuro headcanons

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Sukuna: Mom said it’s my turn with the body

Itadori: But it’s my body

Sukuna: But mom said it’s my turn

Itadori: *angry grumbling*

#i have no idea why i decided to write this #it sounded funnier in my head #sukuna headcanons #itadori headcanons

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Random Haikyuu Headcanons That Popped Into My Head

(It’s my first time with a tumblr account please be gentle with me)

- Kenma can handle spice but Kuroo can’t and whenever they go out to eat Kuroo tries to prove that he can handle the Spiceᵀᴹ and when he cannot in fact handle the Spiceᵀᴹ his face turns very red, Kenma thoroughly enjoys this

- So you know the swoopy thing you do with the sheets when you make your bed, like you lift the blanket really high and let it float down, yeah? Well Kuroo is really good at that and will do it for you if he sees you struggling with it

- He will make fun of you though

- Bokuto and Oikawa both like to tuck in their sheets so when they get into their beds its like a burrito, but Oikawa is actually good and neat about it, while Bokuto just haphazardly stuffs his sheets into the bed

- Tendou does yoga poses in his sleep, no I will not elaborate

- Ushijima sleeps like a corpse, I laughed a little too hard writing that, I mean this not like his sleeping behavior but like his position, like mans sleeps with all limbs in parallel lines

- Another Kuroo headcanon: (I love this man in case you can’t tell) he will set little reminders on your phone when you’re not looking that say things like: “Kuroo says remember to eat lunch” or “Kuroo says go to sleep <3″ especially if he knows you’re bad at self-care 

That’s all I have for now, but I’ll be back later with more <3

#kuroo headcanons #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kenma headcanons #bokuto headcanons #tendou hcs #ushijima headcanons #oikawa headcanons #haikyuu headcanons