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sukunasdirtylaugh · 16 hours
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yakuza boss nanami kento who gets upset even at the slightest implication from friends/workers that he should consider finding someone else if you're not performing your marital duties/not talking to him for a bit after an argument. it's normal, the two of you have your ups and downs, but he would rather lay a dead man than have anyone else suggest something so... disrespectful at something he so values (marriage and you)
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 16 hours
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if it weren't for the online circumstances, I'd like to think I'd hold picnics with my moots. pastries, charcuterie boards, you name it. it's like this universal girl club
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 16 hours
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chamomile tea + honey, my beloved
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 17 hours
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yakuza boss nanami kento who gets upset even at the slightest implication from friends/workers that he should consider finding someone else if you're not performing your marital duties/not talking to him for a bit after an argument. it's normal, the two of you have your ups and downs, but he would rather lay a dead man than have anyone else suggest something so... disrespectful at something he so values (marriage and you)
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 17 hours
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"you know I'd do anything for you."
"ken..."
"I mean it," the yakuza boss persists, leaning forward as the two of you sit in the comfort of your shared matrimonial bed, 4 months of marriage with yet no arguments to be seen (to the surprise of everyone around you: maids, friends, your mother, and you). kento has been all the accommodating in this transition. even when he knew half your heart did not want to settle in like this, in this world.
"you don't have to say that," you hope the softness in your voice can lessen the weight of your words, "we don't have to do this... thing,"
"does my desire to put myself at your will make you uncomfortable?"
"i-it's not that-"
"then will you allow me?" he asks, "not as my wife, but as you," the way he says your name makes your heart skip a beat, your throat contracts as he leaves you with a question you were not expecting.
"I don't know what you're asking of me." you almost flinch when he sighs, fearing you've made this entirely worse, but at your question, your husband takes your hands in his.
"allow me to join you for brunch," you know exactly what he means by this. every saturday, you liked to eat outside the porch. with a book in hand or a pen, you used these objects as a means of comfort.
you now realize he was trying to be the same.
"okay," you breathe, sighing shakily as you nod. "do you... want to start tomorrow?" he nods.
"I'd like that, thank you."
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paying a little visit to a beloved mutual's blog after not seeing them on the dash for a while as if i'm dropping by their cottage with some biscuits and jams in a wicker basket
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 2 days
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tags: ta! assistant professor stalker gojo x f!student reader, mentions of stalking, naoya friendzoned, satoru is slightly obsessed here
"hey, I don't wanna sound like a stalker, but I think I've seen you around." satoru turns, pleasantly surprised to find you here. of course you'd be here, it's the school campus event. everyone had to be here, particularly you since you had shown an immense love for books. he'd known that, of course. your profile pictures on Instagram revealed just that.
and more.
"oh, I'm a TA, but I'm sure you've seen me with the professors." he says, charmingly humbly, "maybe yaga."
"yes him! you're the guy by the bookshelf's." he nnotices the light in your eyes as you continue, "I've seen you at the lavender lilly coffee shop after class." his silence prompts you to press a hand to your forehead, "oh my god, I'm so sorry. that sounds so embarrassing and creepy, I-" suddenly, you yelp slightly as you're taken off gaurd. a man, or he'd say a college boy, wraps an arm around you. rudely interrupting your conversation. what could be the beginning to a wonderful love story.
"oh, is he... your boyfriend?"
"you could say that." as soon as he sees someone that isn't you answer, satoru sends the boy half a glare, back off, but you're too busy looking up at naoya who has an arm over your shoulders to notice.
"he was just my lab partner for a class, last semester." you add, making satoru internally thank the heavens.
"oh good. I was worried for a moment that you'd be dating a total slacker, given that you're such a kind, intelligent woman in class." the insult goes beyond your ears as you hold back a blush, rather smiling gratefully at your professor in gratitude. and before you know it, you take it in you to drop naoya, excusing yourself.
"I have to talk with the professor, naoya. thanks for checking in." the sudden dismissal puts naoya zenin to shame as he has just now been friend zoned by satoru's sweet dear student.
"ouch," your assistant professor chuckles, holding onto the brown leather strap of his man-bag, "I didn't think you'd friend zone him so coldly. I'm surprised, miss y/n."
"oh please," you chuckle awkwardly, "he was just... he's not serious... and besides, I wouldn't go for guys like that. I'm sticking to my studies."
"so no boyfriends during college."
"something like that. I'm trying to be as frat-boy free as possible."
"seems like the strenuous diet."
at the sound of your laugh, he smiles softly. elevated that he could make you drop your shoulders in relaxation, eyes crinkling from smiling so much.
"speaking of diets, I was just on my way to grab some sweets from this local ice cream shop. they even have sugar free ice cream if your interested. my treat."
he watches how you tilt your head ever so slightly, huming in consideration before you finally give him. granting him another one of your angelic smiles.
"alright. I'll take up your offer, professor.''
"oh please," he smiles, charmingly, "call me satoru. I may be a TA, but I'm not that old. at least not like yaga sensei."
"then consider me interested, satoru." and when you smile, so does he, but for reasons unbeknownst to you. he now had you where he wanted. and maybe you'd want this too.
university professor gojo who teaches ethics asks your class to please explain if 'anonymous' is a cyber terr*rist group? and the reader goes on, giving a detailed explanation on how this organization is unorganized and criminal, therefore unethical. little does she know, her professor who also happens to be madly obsessed with her is part of said group
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 2 days
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university professor gojo who teaches ethics asks your class to please explain if 'anonymous' is a cyber terr*rist group? and the reader goes on, giving a detailed explanation on how this organization is unorganized and criminal, therefore unethical. little does she know, her professor who also happens to be madly obsessed with her is part of said group
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 2 days
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I have a lot of workload this week (and sadly next), but I will do my best to get out one piece of yakuza boss nanami out (currently 30% complete) by this weekend.
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 5 days
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"you know I'd do anything for you."
"ken..."
"I mean it," the yakuza boss persists, leaning forward as the two of you sit in the comfort of your shared matrimonial bed, 4 months of marriage with yet no arguments to be seen (to the surprise of everyone around you: maids, friends, your mother, and you). kento has been all the accommodating in this transition. even when he knew half your heart did not want to settle in like this, in this world.
"you don't have to say that," you hope the softness in your voice can lessen the weight of your words, "we don't have to do this... thing,"
"does my desire to put myself at your will make you uncomfortable?"
"i-it's not that-"
"then will you allow me?" he asks, "not as my wife, but as you," the way he says your name makes your heart skip a beat, your throat contracts as he leaves you with a question you were not expecting.
"I don't know what you're asking of me." you almost flinch when he sighs, fearing you've made this entirely worse, but at your question, your husband takes your hands in his.
"allow me to join you for brunch," you know exactly what he means by this. every saturday, you liked to eat outside the porch. with a book in hand or a pen, you used these objects as a means of comfort.
you now realize he was trying to be the same.
"okay," you breathe, sighing shakily as you nod. "do you... want to start tomorrow?" he nods.
"I'd like that, thank you."
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 6 days
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idea: maybe the city judge is the uncle of said reader's ex.
maybe this is a ceo!gojo who conveniently also has to marry if he wants to remain in his father's will (kinda connecting this to my old story) because he also has benefits he wants to keep.
i wanna write a fake dating gojo fic so bad idk i was thinking something like reader's mom is sick n needs hospice care but her health insurance is ass so she asks gojo (maybe he's her neighbor) to marry her bc he has better health insurance than her lol n then he can add her mom to his list of dependents for better healthcare (lmfao i just realized how absurd this might sound to anyone who isn't american hahah)
but anyways they have to live together n convince the court that they're actually in love n it's not just for the benefits✋🏼😔 maybe the city's judge is reader's ex n he's super jealous of gojo for (allegedly) being married to her now so he's tryna gather evidence that their marriage is void hahaha
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 9 days
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hi guys I feel flattered that you all like my work, but I've been noticing a lot of you have been spam liking my things (please don't)
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 12 days
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intrigued by a royal au where sukuna's enemies try to posion him, but concubine reader ends up eating the food and she falls into this coma and BAM sukuna is a mess
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 12 days
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"i don't know what you want me to say," your heart hurts, "I'm not... I can't..."
"do you still want me." you turn so fast when he says that.
"do you still want me?" he asks.
"you're the father of my daughter," you breathe, "of course we-"
"you know what I mean," there's a certain frustration in the air right now. and you miss the way his eyes look at you as you notice how quick he is to walk up to you. inches away from you. "do you still think about me?"
"satoru..."
"i've thought about you," he breathes, "more than I'd care to admit. my dad's party is tomorrow... and we can still... we can still show up, you know?" you know what he means.
"we're divorced though."
"I know, but..." his eyes close, face so close to landing on your shoulder it almost makes you weak, "we'll always be her parents, we can just..." he wants to try again, but you don't see that. you see that he's trying to tie this all back to saori which makes you ache and draw back, your mind telling you to not be selfish. you can't be. not anymore.
"we'll alwyas be her parents," you feel your body betray your soul, "just like we always promised. she needs you just as much as she needs me.” I need you. “I just... I’m sorry for this unnecessary stress.” I don’t want to leave like this.
“you could never do that to me,” he says, “I just... I want to know if this is how it should be. I... I’m not asking for something tonight, but I want to know... do you think of me at all?” there it is. his vulnerability cuts right through you as your eyes, showing all emotion, meet his.
“you’re the father of my daughter,” it’s more than what you want to say, you chose him, after all. but those words aren’t enough for him. you’re not being selfish enough as you should be.
“I know I am,” he breathes, a bit raspier as his eyes go from yours to your lips. “but what am I to you during the hours of the night?” the insinuation makes you softly gasp, “what am I when you have a minute to yourself? when you having nothing but want in your mind, am I there?” he asks.
you know what to say.
part one, part two
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 12 days
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thinking about the transition yakuza boss nanami goes through during your arranged marriage to him where he calls you 'my wife' to 'my love'
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 12 days
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"let me love you" bf vs "why would you ever want to love me?" gf
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sukunasdirtylaugh · 12 days
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yakuza!nanami whose heart can't help but break when he hears your story.
"he's my brother," you murmur softly, glancing down at the picture in your hand before you turn, hoping to hide the tears threatening to fall from your eyes. "he's 14."
"and... his father?"
"he's out of the story," your solemnness is something almost foreign to him. extremley out of contrast from the kind, brightness of you that he has seen around children and others. "my mom and I would work to support him," you add, "us."
there's a pain behind your eyes and voice that fill him with hurt, anger towards anyone in your life who has ever harmed you. and he feels powerless being unable to instantly wipe away that suffering you've been experiencing.
he promised himself you would not suffer by his side.
"let me take care of you," he offers, doing his best to place a chaste yet supportive hand on your thigh, "you've been doing this for way too long, so please," the yakuza boss finds himself begging, inching forward at the mercy of a simple woman. a woman who wasn't so simple as she held a knife to his heart, everything she was he would become. "please, marry me."
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