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teddybeartoji · 15 days

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let me tell u this idea i have of going to the club with bestie!roomie!toji

you're all comfy in his lap, back against his broad chest, in a private booth (thank you shiu) while the others in the group are busy drinking or on the dance floor. but you are more than content with just staying with toji. the way his hand strokes up and down your back, occasionally, going over your hip and playfully squeezing your ass as he feigns innocence !!

trying to get him back by teasing him, pouting as you tell him that you want his opinion on this new outfit you bought bc you don't know if the color fits you. and he does NOT expect to see you open a picture of you posing in the mirror in cute pink lingerie that hugs you in all the right places. “i like this one, the pink set was so pretty, but i dunno if i like it on me,” you hum

toji is losing his fucking MIND right now, his arms gripping you tighter as he lets out a heavy sigh at the view. he doesn't even get a chance to say anything before you're swiping to the left and you grow a little shy, giving a fake little 'woops'

instead of a picture, it’s a fucking video. a video of you fucking yourself with a toy playing on the screen angled so only he could see!! the volume is low so only you both can hear it and toji can HEAR the wet gushing of your pussy, creaming around the toy as you moaned and begged oh so cutely. “aww...toji, I couldn’t even get the toy all the way in,” you whine. “only got it halfway…”

its taking everything in him not to just fuck you right now, to show you he'd make sure you'd be able to get cock in you all the way. "kook at my best girl, so fuckin' desperate and needy," he hums, resting his chin on your shoulder as he watches the video. "tsk, tsk, tsk...poor think, y'should be filled up properly, hm? stretched on my cock til you're taking all of it...i'd make sure ya cream for real, baby doll."

“i wanted t’ send this to you, wanted you t’ see it and tell you t’ come help me get it in me,” you pouted, leaning into him. "plus, when it feels too good i can't help but run away from it, and it makes it sooo hard t' cum, tojiiiii....you wouldn' let me run from it, right, big guy?"

the way you look at him over your shoulder with those pretty eyes that just scream mischief..."mmn, you should've. i would've come over right away. make sure we get some cock into ya like y'need it. stretch you out niiiiice and good, get m'cock into that tight, pretty pussy of yours...like the good best friend i am," he purrs, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

yeah im insane !!!!

LUNARRRR WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU I WANT YOU SO BAD WHEN I TELL YOU THAT MY EYES POPPED OUT OF MY HEAD I MEAN THAT I HAD TO FUCKING LOOK FOR THEM IN THE DARK BEFORE I COULD DO ANYTHING ELSE RAAAAHHHHHHH

THIS IS SO FUCKING HOT LUNAR I NEED TO MAKEOUT WITH YOU ASAP. FIRST OF ALL THE LINGERIE??????????????????? GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD IT'S SOOFUCKING PRETTY TOJI IS A STRONG STRONG MAN FOR NOT FOLDING IMMEDIATELY BC WTF. OMFG AND I LOOOOOVE THE TOUCHING FUCK IT'S SO HOT LIKE YEAH I WANNA SIT ON HIS LAP AND I WANT HIM TO SQUEEZE MY ASSS AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHSTOP THIS MADNESS RIGHT NOW

WHEN HE RESTS HIS HEAD ON YOUR SHOULDER????????????????????????????????????????? I DIED. I DIED I DIED I DIED. THE CLOSENESS IS DRIVING ME INSANE ACTUALLY LUNAR I REALLY DO NEED TO BITE YOU OR SOMETHING YOU'RE SO SEXY AND THEN A KISS ON THE CHEEEEEEK????????? GODDD I AM NOT YOUR STRONGEST SOLDIERRRRR I WANT TO SUCK HIM RIGHT THEREEEEEEEE BALLS AND EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND YOU KNOW HE'S GETTING BRICKED BC YOU CAN JUST FEEL IT POKING AT YOU FROM BEHIND FUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKMMM

he calls the cab bc he wants to help his bestie out:(((( but then he's getting soooooooo handsy in the cab already bc how could he not:((( the video keeps replaying in his head and you just keep staring at him with these mischievous eyes and he kinda just wants to eat you yk

his fingers keep kneading your thighs as you play with the hair on his nape andmmmmmmmmmmmmmm he's so hard it fucking hurtss. and when you're finally at your place he doesn't even let you properly open the fucking door bc he just needs his lips on you whewww he's such a good friend:(((((((((((((((((((((((((( he's gonna teach you how to take it and he's not gonna let you run away:((((((((((((((((((((he's so perfect lunar i need him so fucking bad i just drooled on my shirt what the actual fuck

#WAHH I'M SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY MY BELOVED #I JUST HAD TO RUB ONE OUT BEFORE YK #AND BY ONE I MEAN A HUNDRED #LUNAR YOU'RE LITERALLY SOOOOOO SEXY I LOVE YOU SO FUCKING BAD HOLY FUCKING SHIT #THIS WAS THE BEST LITTLE TREAT I COULD'VE EVER ASKED FOR #FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKMEEEEEEE #lunar <3 #friends!!#toji #toji smut #mickey is daydreaming #bsf!toji #roomie!toji #(he jerks off every night to you btw)#(he's such a fucking perv)#(and i'm so wet i think i'm gonna pass out)#toji fushiguro #jjk toji

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sutorus · 3 months

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this is best friend’s dad!toji and reader

#✩.ramble #✩.bsf’s dad!toji #don’t get me wrong like #i love pos toji i do #but dad toji who starts trying to be better #but then you start making eyes at him????#the temptationnnn #like #my son finally talks to me again but now i wanna fuck his lil best friend :(#sorry sorry

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yuwuta · 15 days

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i loooooove homewrecker megumi so much you have no clue 😵 this is also a pipeline to toxic ex! Megumi >.<

He listens to 'boy is mine' by Ariana Grande n 'kill bill' by SZA and immediately starts thinking of you. Just all that listening/ lecturing from gojo n toji he must've gotten growing up completely wrapped his perception of relationships.

you two were dating in his mind long before he asked you out and date farrrr longer than what you think because he doesn't count (-all-) the times you've broken up

ok so here’s the thing i’m really bad at envision any kind of exes/ex-relationship with 90% of the jjk boys because there’s no… there’s no getting out of that LOL you’re locked in for life with them. most of them would, quite literally, rather die than break up

the exception to this in my head, personally, is toji. he’s like, the fun ex to have around. you two can joke about how he’s been inside of you, and how you know he drinks tea with his pinky up but also be completely platonic. there’ll always be a funny kind of sexual and romantic history, but if you need a cheeky friend in your life, keeping toji around is the way to go. also if you ever just truly want a one-off hookup, he’s your guy

but megumi and infidelity… goes a bit too hand in hand i fear. especially megumi as your best friend… he couldn’t care if your current boyfriend lives or dies, so there is no moral weight on his shoulder knowing or acting on being in love with you. him being in love with you/dating in his head so true… you are not just single to him if you’re in a relationship with someone else, you are, inevitably, going to choose him and honestly, he’s getting tired of waiting for you to realize that he’s right for you; no matter how good of a match your boyfriend might be for you, the simple truth is megumi is a better match. you can realize that on your own, your boyfriend can realize that for himself, or megumi can step in and help you <3

#anonymous #megumi not shit for real!!!!!!!!! glad people are waking up to this!!!!#BOTH his daddies not SHIT EITHER!!! he's like the complete dominance box of a punnet square of not giving a fuck about your boyfriend #got it from toji got it from gojo there's no getting out of it.... sick...#it's esp sick bc hes a little too comfortable about it... just a little cocky about the fact that you've chosen him for so long as your bsf #goddddddd #will literally get you to let him kiss on your neck give you a hickey and youre trying to back away and not give in #or at least pause to pull away and say 'meg i--i have to call him and break up first let me--' but he doesn't care.#break up or not break up megumi is gonna be urs so why waste time w a phone call........anyway....

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crybaby-bkg · 2 years

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I just got my toes and nails done and a Brazilian wax who won’t me

#bkg this post is for you and you only #and also maybe Kiri and izu and maybe Toji and Gojo a lil bit too #this is all bday prep and I’m so excited!!!!#I get my hair done tomorrow too #I’m dying it three different colors horizontally and I know it’s gonna be so pretty!!!#maybe I’ll post a pic of it :)#okay see u guys later #im going to my bsf’s bday party later on and im so excited to see her #ahhhh I can’t wait!!!!#—in store chit chat! 🍫

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moechies · 1 month

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giving older bsf toji a bj cs u dont have any money on u for gas 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

oh mi gosh. dis is absolutely so filthy ‘nd absolutely perfect for him . dis is how grimy he is in my mind.. (modern au where toji is RICH $$)

“toji.”

“hm, darling?” you look upon the questioning man sitting besides you, one strong hand that guides the steering wheel of your own car. he insisted to drive, and in what position would you say no? you’d never pass up an offer to be passenger princess.

“i-i forgot.”

“forgot what?”

“forgot money for gas, toji.”

“are ya dumb sweetheart? goin’ t’get gas n the one thing ya forgot is gas money?”

“‘m s-sorry toji, can you lend me? please? promise i won’t forget next time!”

he scoffs, knowing well that he would’ve paid nonetheless. but watching you nervously scramble yourself together, anticipating a response from him is too adorable, he thinks.

“yeah, but ya gotta pay me back.”

“course i will! gonna give it back as soon as we ge-“

“no sweetie. not with money.”

your head turns slow to the man, already shooting you a evil-intentioned smirk. his free hand comes down to scarce over the evident bulge that pokes through his sweats, indirectly instructing you.

“with your mouth, honey.”

he chuckles when your face flushes red, how unexpecting.

with over 3 years of close friendship, the man had assumed that you at least would’ve noticed; his stares that pierce into your skin, touches that linger a little too long, and the constant absence of your favorite panties. what a naive little thing you were; he loved it.

if you didn’t know his true intentions then, you’d definitely know now.

“c’mon, y’want me to fill it up right?”

“t-“

“the tank sweetie. the car. don’t you want gas?”

you huff when he chuckles at your flustered expression. your small fingers dance across his bulge, his own hand messily slipping under the band of his sweats, releasing himself. he can’t help the smile that spreads across his face when you gasp, fawn like eyes that immediately shoot up to meet his gaze.

“s-so big..”

“mm, you think so?” he teases.

his hand slithers to the back of your head, fingers playing with one or two strands of your hair.

“c’mon, be good..”

he smiles at you coyly, desperate even, and it makes your heart and your cunt clench.

with slight pressure from the man’s hand, you find yourself lowering onto the tip of his cock. your puffy lips press against the warm slit, an immediate groan that spills from his lips,

“no action recently?” you tease, facing him with a slight smile,

“shaddup princess. yer lucky you’re cute.”

you snicker, separating your slicked up lips to wrap around the thick of his cock head. your tongue presses against the slit once again, tasting the sweet substance that coats his dewy slit; more that spews from the teasing licks.

“don’t t-tease.”

you hold yourself further onto his cock to accommodate his length, a light gag that elicits from your throat. tears brim in your eyes when you feel your jaw begin to ache, but the needy man pays no mind when he begins thrusting into your warmth.

oh and when he feels a warm tear fall onto the skin of his thigh, he nearly cums.

“heh.. there you go, see? ya can do it.”

you hum around him, the light sensation that drills right through his sensitive cock.

“g-gunna cum. shit.”

and with a few shallow thrusts, his cum brims. it’s warm, and thick, but you swallow without a second thought. you pull yourself off to meet your eyes with his, vision daisy and face flushed with a sweet pink once again.

“hah.. gonna have to fill you up, darling. we’ll worry about the car later, kay?”

#dis got kinda long but kinda bad . . soz :<#jjk #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #toji fushiguro x reader #fushiguro toji x reader #toji <3 #toji smut #jujutsu toji #jjk toji #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji zenin #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #toji fushiguro smut #drabbles ⋆⑅˚₊#requests ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

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omitea · 12 days

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𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 ?

☆ jjk! men & their reaction to you asking them if this seat (their lap) is taken.

. ft. gojo, geto, nanami, higuruma, choso & toji.

. content. ass grabbing, breasts mention, hinting at sexual activity, fluffy (?), bsf! choso, hickeys, toji being a bitch. suggestive, will be tagged as smut.

. note. here u go bae @httpshujii <3 not rlly proofread.

☆— 𝐆. 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

gojo murmurs a small oh? when you take a seat on his lap instead of the large space on the couch beside him. he isn’t complaining though. the large grin is hard to suppress when he sees you hiding your face in the crook of his neck. his cold hand travels under your shorts, grabbing a hold on the soft plush of your ass. you can’t help but let out a shuddered breath as the familiar feeling of a chill running down your spine overtakes you. this only causes him to pinch the flesh in between his slender fingers— soothing the spot when you let out an annoyed whine. how can he stop when you’re looking so adorable against his chest. everything was so peaceful until he cracked a dirty joke; about how you should be asking him next time for a ride instead. he immediately felt himself harden underneath you when you jokingly moved your hips.

☆— 𝐆. 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

geto raises an eyebrow as soon as you take a seat on his lap. a sprinkle of confusing displayed on his face, but he lets you have your own way regardless. he spreads his legs just a tad bit to make you more comfortably seated on one thigh. both of your legs straddling him and you can feel his muscles shifting while he leans to place a kiss on your lips. one peck turning into more, and soon enough, you’re both a slobbering mess against one another. bitten lips that have swollen, are now parted for you to catch your breath. and that’s when you feel it— his knee accidentally pressing against your panties that are eager to be removed. his lips meet yours again in hunger, swallowing all your pretty little moans before pressing it a little bit harder to relieve the throbbing ache.

☆— 𝐊. 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

nanami lets out an amused chuckle when you clumsily take a seat. his back resting against the headboard of your shared bed, fluffy weighted duvet covering both of your freshly washed bodies in the slight chilly room. he feels so warm that you can’t help but snuggle deeper into his broad chest— a sound of content leaving your throat. his hand comes up to rub delicate circles on the small of your back, and the other hand manages to flip the next page of his novel. thin brows furrowed in concentration as his eyes try to trace the words printed into the yellowish paper. being deeply inside you makes it hard to do so. hes so engrossed in it, yet his hand never halts. you don’t know how he does it, he’s always so attentive even when he has his own personal moments. the deep, yet soft hums leaving his pink lips, are like soft kisses pressed to your temple— leaving a lingering feeling. it slowly, but eventually lulls you to sleep with a lovesick smile etched on your face. and of course along with the feeling of being filled to the brim.

☆— 𝐇. 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐀

higuruma heaves out a sigh when he feels his body close to yours. he was kinda skeptical at first, but soaked into the feeling of having you there. he feels a guilty feeling bubbling in the depths of his chest; from how he’s been in his office almost all day long. its gnawing at his skin, begging him to call it a day and give his undivided attention to you. and he swears he feels a twitch behind the layer of his pants when you look at him through your lashes. your smaller hand took his and inched it further under your shirt. the feeling of your bare chest under the pads of his fingers almost made him feel like his heart has been transplanted all the way to his now hardened length. a soft squeeze on your breast was all you needed to know. it’s been way too long, and soon enough the papers are long forgotten and scattered on the floor. for now, all he needed, was to have you prettily bent over his expensive wooden desk.

☆— 𝐊. 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎

choso is eerily quiet. a train consisting of millions of thoughts racking through his brain. those thoughts soon get off the rails when he hears you snort. the sight of his wide eyes and almost horror-like expression makes it interesting to toy with him. he knows he’s just your best friend, but never have you ever been this close before. he hastily places his arms at his sides, ignoring the way his fingers itch to touch you. to feel your warm and soft skin against his cold one. the smell of your perfume entering his nose made it harder for him to breathe. you took notice of the pace his chest was moving at, before he excused himself. the image of you on top of him clouded his mind and he immediately begged his hands for some kind of relief. unbeknownst to him, you could hear all the strained whimpers and cries of your name behind the door of his bathroom. the sound only making you clench your thighs in anticipation.

☆— 𝐓. 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

toji teases you the whole time you’re quietly sitting. it’s kinda embarrassing how he knows exactly what to do to get you all riled up. muttering nasty things he’d love to do to you against the lobe of your ear, grazing his scar while grinning against your skin. his thick calloused fingers moving dangerously close to the insides of your thighs. with your back turned to him, it clearly gave him more excess to your neck. scarred lips leaving marks— going perfectly with your beautiful skin tone. he occasionally bucks his hips, pressing his uncomfortable buldge against your ass. deep raspy groans leaving his chest, only to be interrupted when you press down. always rushing him when he’s taking his time. part of it is his fault, because soon enough, he’s the one pounding you into the couch. yet, he has the nerve to blame it all on you— a crying mess with a cloudy mind that’s trying to think what was it that you did wrong.

©𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐀. please refrain from stealing my works !

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lxnarphase · 16 days

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i need bsf!toji and bsf!reader to ‘gaslight’ themselves into thinking that kissing each other is fine, it’s just practice for when either of you get into a relationship

and that includes when you are on your back, hands in toji’s hair as he kisses your pussy, sloppy and messy as he practically makes out with it, reassuring both of yourself by muttering ‘it’s just practice, ‘s just practice, right baby? gotta teach you how your pussy’s gotta be kissed’ and you agree, moaning as you whine back ‘mhn, mhmm, ‘s just practice, toj. gotta make sure y’can treat the pussy right’

#𖤐 ── lxnarblabs.#AAAAAA !!!#they both want each other so fucking bad but they’re so stupid #toji smut #toji fushiguro smut #jjk smut

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white-poppie · 3 months

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PILLOW TALK ⎯ f.toji x reader

SYNOPSIS ⎯ You and Toji have been friends with benefits for months.But your find yourself breaking the very first rule that Toji had set. Beneath the surface of laughter and stolen kisses, a storm of unspoken emotions brews. You have to leave this fragile arrangement...to save yourself from getting hurt from the one sided longing (or so you thought.) GENRE: angst to fluff! INFO: fem reader!, a lone '.' indicates a short timeskip!, Non jujutsu au!, Megumi doesn't exist yet (sorry 'gumi!) WARNINGS: fwb dynamics, situationship, brief mentions of Getou x reader, Gojo being a boy bsf, reader is a university student living alone, age-gap, mentions of seggs (obv but nothing happens cause we holy here.). reader feels guilty, a lot of flashback between the lines, screaming, toji being emotionally constipated, so many metaphors, "Cause I love you!" angry confession. WC: 3k+ (get comfy lol)

Your breaths come in short, hallow gasps, that familiar ache settling in your lower body as you sigh, looking at Toji who rolls down to the space next to you. Both of your breaths fogging the nipping cold.

Seconds turn to minutes, the air in the room thick with the smell of sweat and pleasure. Your frayed breaths soon return to normal, your eyes start drooping in exhaustion.

“Toji..” you mumble turning to face him. He’s lying on the bed with his hand behinds his head.

“Hm? he hums, his gravely voice knocking on the ventricles of your heart.

You don’t reply, just silently stare at his the chisel of his face, the arch of his nose, the thin lines of his lips and the scar that adorns the surface.

“What’s up?” His voice interjects your train of thoughts. He tilts his head over to look at you.

Your eyes feel heavy. Limbs are cold and his heat⏤is a magnet. "Cold." you whisper out, your fingers mindlessly pressing on the pads of his larger, thicker digits.

His onyx eyes are fixed on you. Not a twitch on his face when you play with his fingers. Toji sits up for second. Grabbing the hem of blanket that rests on both of your waists and draws it up until your shoulders, before lying down.

You could only faintly make out his expression from the nightlight. His eyes softening a sliver. But it’s gone before you can comprehend it. Makes you wonder if it ever existed at all or if it was your weary, exhausted and post dopamine rush brain playing tricks.

“You’re starin’ a lot today.” He smirks, an uncouth remark of 'did I do you so good?' Or 'I know I’m hot' just sitting on his lips, but he decides against saying it.

"Sorry." You mumble. The apology cascades down your lips so easily you wonder if it was truly for the staring or something more.

Toji nods slowly, deciding against saying anything, but flinches when your fingers brush against his forearm. He doesn't shift away repulsuvely (to your surprise).

Lays still, starting at the ceiling while your hand is just barely resting on hand⏤ for the faintest human contact. And before you know it, the exhaustion of all the physical exertion tonight, lulls you into sleep quickly.

Toji stays awake for a little longer, shifting to his side as he silently observes you. The way your lips are parted a little, hair tussled from before. He reaches to brush a strand of your hair behind your ear, before he catches himself midway. His eyebrows furrow and he stares at his own hand at the strange instinct that had bubbled in him.

He gulps deeply as he stares at your sleeping self for a couple of seconds longer before he sits up, wearing his clothes that were tossed onto the floor. He stands still in the centre of your room, taking a deep breath, pushing his hair back. He looks back at you and leaves, closing the door behind him, slowly but making sure its locked.

Toji sighs and takes his phone out of his pocket, walking into the street, his dms flooded with messages of girls.

He frowns and closes his phone again, not bothering to read them. Until recently Toji would have replied to most of them...nowadays he doesn't find the energy or the will to do it.

"How did my life get so monotonous?" he says to himself as he walks home. He wonders what happened that he so fixated upon one girl. he says its monotonous, but oddly he's not complaining.

"Must be the age catchin' up." He thinks. His face and body are intact to the wind of aging, everything the same as it was a few years ago except the few greying hair on his head. Not that he minds, its bound to happen one day.

Toji closes the door of his house behind him as he flops down on the couch. Its cold. He wonders when he got used to the warmth of your bed. Its dangerous for him. He has to end this before it gets out of hand. He won't go to your apartment again he decided.

The night drowned and the day arose, the sound of your 3 consecutive alarms rang loudly in the studio apartment.

Reaching out your hand instinctively to the other side before a shiver ripples through you at the cold mattress brushing against your skin. Ah, he left again.

Getting up you decide to finish your chores, getting ready for university.

There's a faint emptiness that lingers in your chest throughout the day. The time ticks and hours continue to spend. Its uncomfortable and yet you are unable to point out where it is coming from.

"What's wrong?" A voice interjects. You look over to Gojo, sitting on the desk behind you as the professor continues in the background.

"What do you mean?" You hum mindlessly.

"Don't hit me with that bs, this is the 8th time you have sighed in the past two minutes." He huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. You don't reply.

"Toji left you high and dry last night?" he snickers and you pass him a sharp look.

You and Toji first met up through Gojo on New year's eve. And it was impossible not to be drawn in by Toji's aura : scalding fire in a desolate winter. And you were moth, a moth to the flame.

"Oh so it is about Toji." He whistles lowly, looking around before he leans in. "What happened?"

You sigh. How are you supposed to explain it to him when you yourself don't know what you are feeling. Its just a sickly feeling that is leaving you so confused.

"Dunno." You whisper out and he crooks his eyebrows, wanting you to elaborate. You look at him, "Its complicated."

"Hell yeah it is," he scoffs, "I told you not to get involved with him."

“I know, Satoru.” You huff in annoyance. You did not want him to chastise you further with his words.

“But what exactly is the problem?” He ushers.

"I- don't know how to explain it, but I feel empty? I hate when it ends like I know he put on the rules and stuff about how no cuddling, no kissing...but its feeling meaningless. Its supposed to be no strings attached but now there's a ball of yarn." You groan, burying your face in your hands.

Gojo's eyebrows furrow for a second before he looks at you. "Get out of it."

"What?"

"Get rid of this dynamic before its too late." He murmurs.

"Why?"

"Y/N." He says incredulously. "You are catching feelings."

Catching feelings? Entirely impossible. There is no way you were catching feelings for Toji. There was no way you yearning for an embrace post coitus, or wanting him to tenderly caress you, to want a kiss actually meant you were catching feelings, right?

... shit

"Shit, Satoru..." you gape, slapping a hand to your mouth as your heart beat sped up. What you thought were feelings like empathy and just care, were much deeper⏤ Satoru helped you have this epiphany.

Gojo's eyes soften before he sighs, "Move on. You should go on some dates, that would help you actually get a view how many better guys are there." He pauses, "You should go on a date with Suguru."

"Suguru?" You ask quizzically. The guy was in the pol.sci major of your university⏤ him and Satoru go way back, best friends forever.

"He always seems interested in you, I can set you guys up, I’ll give him your number.” He says and you nod, almost defeatedly.

The lecture soon gets over. You pack your things and leave the campus, but your mind is adrift down the memory lane.

The first time you and Toji hooked up is a vivid memory. It was a summer night, sometime in Feb. Gojo had invited you over to his house for a party. The music was loud, the liquor pounding in your ears, your body swaying to the beats.

And his eyes.

His eyes, oh my god, they embraced you- undressed you. They called to you and you couldn't resist like Orpheus couldn't help but look at Eurydice. And before you knew you it, the two of you had ended up behind closed doors.

The way his hands burned upon your flesh, that smirk that gutted you inside out and the butterflies that erupted when he said in his hoary voice, hovering over you. “This isn’t going to be a one time thing sweetheart.” He had whispered, “But let’s set rules for this time and all the fun times to come:”

He had said and you had whined at how he started talking leaving you half naked at which he had obnoxiously laughed.

“Rule 1: no falling in love.” He murmured, the cicatrix decorating the corner of his lip, raising slightly when he spoke the words you have now come to dread.

How did it come to this, you wonder. How did you end up catching feelings for a man so brutish in his ways, so twisted in his deeds?

It must be because of how he restraints himself every time...no it must be cause of the little convos you have when you are all wound up. If you try to remember there were so many days affection and warmth for him had erupted from you.

The day he told you the story behind his scars. The way your heart cracked at the fogginess in his eyes, the coldness in his words. And before you knew it, your fingers were tracing them. He had looked at your finger, unblinking, unflinching, almost leaning into your touch before a smile graced his face that had you flushing red.

The day you somehow broke into tears in his arms after a bad day at college. How mortified you had felt when fat tears rolled down your cheeks. How he suddenly froze, asking what was wrong, the way his eyebrows had slight furrowed, worried that he had somehow hurt you. Before you shook your head and apologised, spilling everything out. Toji had sighed, his eyes softened before his hand reluctantly moved to pat your head

There were too many such incidences that you could go on listing, but it only made you realise that you had sunk a little too deep in this quicksand

You sigh closing the door of your apartment leaning against the wooden contraption.

Ping!

You sigh and check the notification on your phone

(Unknown) Hey Y/N, this is Suguru. Satoru gave me your number.

Are you free this Sunday? I was thinking do you wanna hangout? There's a really good restraunt that just opened in the city.

You bite your lip, knowing that leavin him on seen would be so goddamn rude, but you don't know what do...

(You) Hey Suguru! Sounds good, give me a little time to think about it.

(Suguru) No problem, I'll be waiting

You feel terrible, like a sick twisted woman who is playing with both Suguru and Toji and at the same time. You keep a hand over your mouth, sucking in sharp breaths to let go of the nauseating feeling.

"What am I even doing?" You laugh unhumourosly to yourself.

What do you want? You don't know what you want. Do you want a man like Toji⏤ to be irrevocably in love with you? To cherish you? A man⏤god you don't even specifically know what he does for a living, whatever it is, its not good.

His knuckles are often battered, body bruised like it suffered an impact. You had asked him before and he had said something along the lines of "A man's got to make money doll, sometimes even through dangerous work."

Do you want someone like that to love you?

No. (yes)

A soft cry leaves your mouth as you grip the flower vase next on the table, 'in a crazed female hysteria' as the books say, smashing it against the wall before it shatters into pieces, and so does a little skin of your palm.

You wince and decide to shake it off, returning to the more important work. Your uninjured hand reaches to your phone once again. Someone wise had once said, "Sometimes holding on hurts more than letting go." And what are you holding onto? Some delusions in your mind that are bound to pain you when Toji gets bored?

(You) Come over?

(Toji) I'm on my way

Toji had learned too much about you within this little span of a few months, your likes, dislikes...your body's likes and dislikes. Your tone, mood, expressions; he had observed enough to know your state of mind despite how paradoxical you can be. He knew something was wrong.

It made his stomach churn at the thought of you in discomfort. Despite how much ever he tried to deny it, you had softened him around his edges.

And despite how he had told himself otherwise, he was back in your apartment once again.

It awkward. The way he is just standing there, taking in the mood before actually doing anything. His eyes are searching yours for a signal.

What is he supposed to do? Should he just latch himself onto you wordlessly like he used to? Thats animalistic. He is not an animal.

You take a deep breath, just staring into his onyx eyes, surprised at how he is being considerate? Perhaps he all along was, you just failed to notice before.

You wordlessly walk close to him, standing in front of the behemoth man. His eyes mover to your wrist that you are clutching. Its bandaged. He looks up and sees your bottom lip trembling and his face just drops.

His hand movs to grip your wrist and he looks at you with those fricking murderous eyes. "What the hell happened?" He asks and the sudden depth of his voice startles you.

You try to free your wrist from his grasp but its too tight. "Nothing- nothing happened I just cut myself by mistake, I swear." You say and his stiff shoulders soften before he nods and lowers your hand, still holding it.

You take a shaky breath, looking at your hand and then back into his eyes. He is not helping. Acting all concerned like he wants to hurt you. Like he enjoys playing with your heart

"I am going on a date with Getou." You drop the bomb and his eyebrows furrow, grip on your hand slipping out before he nods softly, wordlessly.

You're growing annoyed at his lack of reaction. But maybe it doesn;t effect him like you want it to. It makes you all more mad. "Say something. Toji"

"What am I supposed to say?" He says out, his voice wavering so slightly that you don't notice it, but inside he feels as if someone kept a boulder on his chest. Toji was old enough to know what this was, he didn't need to be denial because he had learned that care—not the fleeting kind that you think you vibe with a person— but the kind that your hearts beat in synchrony, the painful kind.

You take a shaky breath and chuckle a bitter laugh leaving your throat, "What are we Toji?"

And Toji swears he feels like the scummiest man on earth wehn he sees those fat tears brimming in your eyes.

And he knows he's going to hurt you if he says it out loud so instead he opts for saving both of you from the hurt.

"Fooling around, we’re fooling around, that’s all. That’s what we’ve been doing all along, right?" He says but its not convincing.

"Bullshit." You scoff. "Then why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like...its something more than these stupid rules in this stupid mess we've gotten ourselves in." You shout out and Toji's jaw clenches.

"Fuck, what do you want me to do?" He grits out and you freeze for a second. He sees your reaction and his jaw unclenches, tone a lot softer, "You want me address this and make it worse? You want me ruin your life, baby, I can do that. I can do that well enough that why I set those rules. I set them for my sake and now I am keeping them up for your sake."

You grab the collar of his shirt, "Why are you caring?! If you want to kiss me, kiss me! Why do you care if I get hurt!"

"Cause I love you!" He shouts, his voice echoing in your apartment. "And I don't want you to get hurt. I know I have dug my grave, I don't know where it went wrong, alright? I cannot be bound to a thing, a place heck even a person and somehow, here I am, so weak for someone, its going to get me killed."

"Toji..." you whimper out, your voice cracking, you are killing him.

"You can't fix me, Y/N. I am going to hurt you and myself." He whisper and before you know it, his thumb is tracing your jaw so tenderly you feeling like its a dream.

"I don't want to fix you." You mumble out, leaning against his hand, "You are a good person Toji, deep beneath all that, I don't need to fix you, if I needed to, you wouldn't be right here."

Toji breaths out deeply, leaning his neck down to place his forehead against yours, "You make me wanna be a better man." He whispers, pressing his lips against yours.

Getou wakes up at 2 to his phone ringing. Without checking the caller he picks up the phone irritated at who disturbed his sleep.

"Hello?" he mumbles out sleepily.

"Forget about her." Says Toji's voice that makes him flinch. He checks the caller Id ihis eyes widening when he sees the name 'Y/n' on his phone...looks like Satoru clearly forgot some details.

- FANFICTIONS

A/N: My longest fic yet, phew. Guys I spent so long on this, please show some love?

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screampied · 2 months

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Dad bsf Toji who fucks you in the bathroom at your parents house 🤭 He’s taking you from behind in front of the mirror and closes your mouth with his big ass hand saying shit like “we don’t want them to hear, right baby?” while looking you dead in the eyes

OHMMYYYHAWDDDDD

literally yep. he’d fuck you over the sink 😵‍💫 pulling your sundress up for you only to tug on it before it starts to tear. he promises to buy you a new one but he never does. bastard. oh please his dirty talk would be so nasty too. shoving his fingers into your mouth and telling you how much of a messy girl you are, knowing anyone can just hear or walk in. YESSSSS he’d make direct eye contact too, even attempt to look away and he’ll lightly wrap a hand around your throat and stop mid thrust just so you can give him your full uninvited attention

#anons 💌#you guys are feeding me like #this needs a tag so i can jot this down 🌚#dbf!toji #creaming actually

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teddybeartoji · 16 days

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MICKEYYYYY MY DARLINGGG WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT BEST FRIEND!TOJI 🤍🤍🤍🤍

HELLLOOOOOOO????? BESTIE!TOJI??????? I NEED TO EHAR YOUR THOUGHTS ASAP. THE FIRST THING THAT POPPED INTO MY HEAD IS THAT HE'D BE LIKE SUPER POSSESSIVE??????? like somehow even more than he would be in a regular relationship???????? like when he sees you talking with shiu he's just like🤨🤨😒😒"m'not good enough for ya or what?"🤨🤨🤨😒😒😒😒😒 lmao pls he's so petty

and he's so handsy???????? whenever you're out somewhere his hands are constantly brushing over your waist????????? if you happen to go grocery shopping together he's brushing up against you as you're deciding what cereal to get???? and his explanation is that he wanted smth from the top shelf but he didn't even actually take anything?????????? smhhh he's very smug. he feels so comfortable around you after all of the years so he's not really afraid of crossing any lines (and let's be honest you're super used to it by now anyway)

this is a silly headcanon but it just popped into my head but he makes you pick him up from work????????? (i don't even have a driving licence idk why i'm talking abt it) but yeah i kinda feel like he loves being a passenger princess😭😭

ok fuck i'm rambling now lmao lunar what did you just do to me...... bear with me bear with mee what do you think abt your first kiss being while you're both drunk? like it's just a typical tojishiuyou bar night but it somehow gets out of hand and you end up making out on your couch?? and then it's a little weird in the morning.... like neither of you know how to really address it yk? like are we ignoring that it happened or are we gonna make a joke out of it orrrr are we maybe gonna do it again bc i kinda wanna do it again???? sighhhhhh kind of obsessed with this concept actually your brain is so big ilysm

#btw can we also.... maybe talk abt roomie!toji................#bc........#whew i started thinking abt it and now i can't stop #lunar kiss kiss kiss #ok but this concept has me going actually too lmao #wow #how haven't i thought abt this before #thank you so much my love you really are a little genius hm?#LOVE YOUUUUU #lunar <3 #friends!!#bsf!toji #mickey is daydreaming

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sutorus · 7 months

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imagine having a sleep over at megumis and toji decides to steal you away once he finally passes out 😮‍💨 his shirts and sweats probably have cigarettes burns in them

you gave me sm toji brain rot

-🫧 anon

we gave each other toji brainrot anon 🤝 kind of a part 2 to the kinktober toji fic

WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI. f! reader, unprotected, mild daddy kink, some anal play, degradation, toji being toji

you’re shifting on your feet, lips trapped between your teeth as you ring the doorbell. you’re early to the sleepover by a full hour.

you don’t know what you want to expect. if it’s toji, sitting on the couch, glass of some cheap shit on the armrest and hand tucked into his sweats.

or if it’s megumi, waiting at the door, bowl of popcorn by his hip and tv blasting because his dad isn’t home to scowl about the noise.

megumi does open the door. and toji does sit there.

and somehow, that’s the least likely, worst case scenario.

“hey,” megumi greets you, stepping aside to let you in.

toji doesn’t spare you a glance, so you let your eyes travel all over him. his bare feet propped up on the center table, his arm behind his head and fingers scratching his hair.

megumi notices you looking and — thankfully — only clicks his tongue, believing you’re just as irritated at his father’s presence as he is.

and are you? you’re unsure.

you don’t know how to face toji. you don’t know how to interact with him anymore, if you even should.

you sleep over at megumi’s house all the time, but right now you suddenly forgot how it even goes. do you take your shoes off at the genkan? do you leave your bag by the door?

you decide to just walk to megumi’s room wordlessly, taking the long way behind the couch as to not block toji’s view from the tv.

this doesn’t go unnoticed by either men.

megumi follows you inside, closing the door behind him and plopping down on his bed.

“so are we starting with the first movie?” he flips his laptop open. “it’s the best one, anyway.”

“uh, yeah, sure,” you sit down beside him hesitantly.

you’re just now noticing how much megumi and toji look alike and it’s freaking you out.

“what the fuck is wrong with you today?” blunt as always. blunt as toji.

“huh? dude, chill,” you lie down, placing the laptop on your lap. megumi eyes you suspiciously before lying down beside you. “i just didn’t sleep much last night.”

“right,” he says, skeptical but disinterested, and presses play.

every minute of the movie is torture — on the screen and in your head.

around the beginning of saw iii, megumi orders pizza. him, you and toji eat in silence.

complete silence. he doesn’t even look at you.

why isn’t he looking at you? you’re in your pajamas already. no bra. short shorts. you thought you’d both established that that worked on him.

toji wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and gets up, with a grunted clean up when you’re done.

it’s so frustrating, the total lack of attention, and you’re starting to get pent up. settling back down next to megumi to watch fucking saw iv and hear him question the viability of each trap drives you crazier by the minute.

when you finally tuck in for the night, you’re anything but relaxed.

what happened to “you have one more hole for me to wreck don’t you”? toji’s so full of shit, probably too drunk to even get it up tonight anyway.

it’s those angry thoughts that lull you to slumber, regret settling deep in your gut for having ever let that horrible man inside you.

not long after you fall asleep, however, you’re stirred awake, a soft, sake-soaked breeze blowing over your face.

you crack one eye open, no surprise in your gaze because who else could it be.

toji’s smirking, crouched down, eyes searching all over your sleeping form. it sends a chill down your spine.

what do you want, you mouth to him, anger persisting against the arousal already starting to build within you.

his grin grows wider, wilder. he gets up slowly and beckons with two fingers, and like the silly fucking slut you are, you follow.

you — not toji — make sure to gingerly close the door to megumi’s room before you turn around to face him. or rather, face his chest, the flimsy cloth littered with cigarette burns that covers those muscles you finally got to know so well.

“hello?” is all you can manage to say.

he loves your indignation, loves the brattiness, will love to fuck it out of you tonight, too.

“what, don’t want it?”

you roll your eyes.

“you had to wait until megumi’s right there to say you wanna do it?” your focus wavers as he runs his hands up and down your waist. “you couldn’t have pulled me aside before?”

toji presses his leer to the side of your throat, caging you in against the wall right by the door. you let out a soft moan, hands already reaching for his arms.

“had to make sure you two weren’t gettin’ it on,” he growls into the crock of your neck, making you grimace in disgust. “i don’t like to share my toys, y’know.”

“ew, he’s your son,” the irony in your statement isn’t lost on you, the person you should actually be ewing at.

you push him away and the feeling of his abs under your palms is enough to break any rest of resolve you had in you.

toji lets out a low, satisfied laugh, throwing his head back. “exactly why i worry.”

soon enough, and unsusprisingly, he has you bent over the kitchen island, pussy stretched out and dripping on his thick cock.

“shut the fuck up,” he keeps saying when you moan, only to fuck you harder and faster and deeper.

the furniture is digging into your belly, your forearms skidding on the top. you whine softly, angling your hips so he can hit that one spot inside you that makes you see stars.

“ohhh yeah, fuck back into me,” he grabs your hair and you let out a yelp, punished with a blow to your ass. still, you do as you’re told, the sounds of your skin slapping against his growing louder, quicker.

“t-touch me, touch me, make me cum,” you beg in a desperate whisper, head straining in his grip.

toji laughs, dragging his cock out of you slowly before plunging all the way back in.

“shut up, slut,” and god, why is that so hot to you, “last i checked you weren’t in a position to make demands.”

you whimper, trying to snake a hand down your clit to do it yourself.

suddenly, toji stops.

“ah, that reminds me,” he slowly, torturously slowly to make you feel every inch of him, pulls out of you completely. then he pokes your asshole with the head of his cock.

“no,” you say in a panicked breath, trying to turn around in his grip. “no, no, not today, definitely not right now no—“

“shhh, fuck, be quiet,” he wraps his entire forearm around your throat and brings your body into his chest, nibbling at your jaw. “you’re gonna like it.”

“i don’t want to,” it’s one last attempt, the most honest one you have. toji likes fucking with you, flustering you, that much is obvious.

but is he seriously— and without any prep, too?—

he chuckles low in his throat, right into your ear.

“then ask me not to.”

he slides the tip back into your cunt and you relax a little, even moving your hips back and forth like hey! look how good my pussy is! can you just stay in it and not ruin my ass please!

“please don’t fuck my ass,” you try.

“hmm,” he hums, sliding his cockhead out. then back in. then back out.

“please, toji, don’t fuck my asshole tonight,” you clench around him, trying to take more of his length inside.

“not good enough, whore,” he slams all way back in, shoving your body into the sharp wood and making you wail. toji starts moving, fucking little noises out of you with every thrust. “say, ‘no please daddy not there, not my little asshole!’”

you let out a long, pitchy whine, clawing at the arm around your neck.

“do it or else,” toji gathers up some wetness at your entrance with your thumb and presses it to your asshole, rubbing little wet circles.

“fuck you, toj—ahh,” his finger slips inside and you clench down hard. “please! please daddy not there, not my—“

toji cackles, fucking you in earnest now, plowing every word and thought out of your brain. you’re grunting with the force of his thrusts, finding purchase in the edges of the kitchen island, knuckles turning white.

“such a good little girl, aren’t ya,” he says into the shell of your ear, snaking a hand around your hip to rub your puffy clit.

you throw your head back onto his shoulder, legs shaking in between his. “ahhh, fuck, d-daddy—“

your orgasm washes over you so forcefully that you feel like folding in two, going limp in toji’s grip as he chases his own.

he buries a few low, animalistic grunts into your hair before he’s filling up your cunt, aborted little thrusts pushing out staccato breaths from his lips.

he releases his grip on you, cock still spurting out the rest of his load.

once he pulls out, toji keeps feeding his cum into your pussy over and over, telling you to watch the floors before you have to limp your way to the bathroom to clean up.

you do the best you can without taking a shower, body so thoroughly exhausted that you don’t even know if you’d have the energy for one.

right now, all you want is to plop down on a soft surface and get some much needed sleep, feeling actually satisfied.

when you leave the bathroom, you’re faced with a groggy, disheveled megumi standing by his bedroom door.

your eyes quickly scan your surroundings.

toji is nowhere to be seen.

megumi’s eyes reveal nothing, none of the thoughts that might be going through his head right now.

as for you, there’s only one word bouncing around inside your skull:

fuck.

a/n sorry again

#✩.asks #✩.toji #✩.bsf’s dad!toji #toji smut #toji fushiguro smut #toji reader smut #toji x reader #toji fushiguro reader #toji x you #dilf toji #toji x female reader #✩.🫧 anon

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kyunzin · 4 months

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✰𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒✰

𝐈𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐊𝐞𝐲：𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 | 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 | 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀

bsf!katsuki has fun with you at a party (fem!, nsfw)

taking home a brat!hawks to play with (fem!, dom!, nsfw)

virgin!simon (fem!reader, nsfw)

after nanami’s shift (sfw, black!fem!reader)

what did you say- nanami, choso, sukuna, geto, gojo, toji (nsfw….)

last updated 27.4.24

#bakugou katsuki #eren yeager #hawks x reader #hawks smut #bakugo x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #jean kirstein #jean kirschtein x reader #nanami kento #nanami x reader #connie springer #connie x black reader #nanami x black!reader #eren x black reader #captain john price #captain john price x reader

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plan3tstarr · 1 month

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Upcoming list

ok so like heres like a list of upcoming smuts that will be here bf the year ends!!( i procrastinate a shit ton ok js know it'll be bf 2025... i hope 😸ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི anyways here y'all go! ྀིྀིྀི

boss!Nanami x intern or assistant y/n idk inspo: old TimikoTaya post(I CANT FIND IT YALL I TRIED)

bf!gojo x bsf!geto x gf!y/n inspo this smut

ghost!y/n x human!toji lady k n the sick man inspo this smut

late night w bf!choso no inspo js thought it fitted his personality ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི

i have a sukuna n kakashi(seperate) smut sitting in my drafts n the kakashi one old asf. idk if imma release em i js have a lot of ideas i want to get out so i can entertain y'all 😿ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི

anyways i have a olderbf!geto x y/n coming out reaaaaaalllll soon so yeah! ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི

#anime #ao3 #fanfic #jjk smut #gojo smut #choso smut #nanami smut #geto smut #sukuna smut #kakashi smut #plan3tstarr

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materialgworlas · 11 months

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Revenge- Jujutsu Kaisen Cast X Reader part 1

Synopsis: You aint been too happy ab Toji getting kicked out the group chat so decide to make Emogumi and the others pay.

This post was so fun to make with @jordanahart bsf lysmmm and instead of 'Y/n' we used 'Jordan' as my lil gift to her but feel free to sub in your own name

Warning: mild language, Gojo's a jealous mess, u n Toji causing mayhem, Megumi 13th reason

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BEEP

BEE-

What the- an alarm? Who the hell put this here?? I didn’t peg Toji for an alarm kinda guy… but then again there’s a whole lot I don’t know about him. I guess that’s why Gojo thought it best to ship me off to stay with him for the week while my dorm is being fumigated.

Megumi sighed as he sat up, lazily rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. The boy heard a faint commotion coming from the kitchen before the overwhelming smell of eggs and bacon filled his senses.

Smells good, didn’t know the guy could cook. Megumi thought as he tumbled out the bed.

He was confused to find Toji in the living room though, sprawled on the couch watching the Maury show a boisterous laugh escaped the man as dumb ass debby made a run for it when Miguel was declared NOT the father. “GET HER!” he continued laughing, enjoying the hilarious chase between her and the camera man, almost tearing up as the video became blurrier from all the running.

The teenage-sorcerer just stood awkwardly at the bottom of the stairs, finding irony in TOJI laughing at this show, of all people. “Oh hey kid.” The man grunted, finally noticing the boy’s presence.

“Hey.” He greeted back, “what’s Cooking?”

“Dunno, ask.”

The boy scoffed at his father before padding to the kitchen, assuming it was some fancy Maid Gojo hired.

“Oh hey emogumi.”

“Jord-.”

WAIT WHY THE FUCK IS JORDAN HERE?!??!

NO, GOD NO! THIS ISNT HAPPENING! THIS IS JUST LIKE THAT NIGHTMARE I HAD 2 WEEKS AGO- wait. Im probably overreacting. I’m sure there’s a good reason JORDAN- MY CLASSMATE OBSESSED WITH MY FATHER- is here, I hope.

“Mtch, quit staring n hand me that towel.” Her words snapped him out of his daze.

“The hell are you doing here L/n.” Megumi huffed, slinging her the towel.

“Makin breakfast dumbass.” She laughed, fluttering passed him to reach the pantry.

“Right, why tho.”

“well I mean, have u SEEN Toji cook?! Total carnage. And don’t get me started on actually TASTING IT-“

“Okay, we get it. I’m useless in the kitchen.” Toji cut her off with a sigh, ruffling her hair making Jordan let out a girly giggle Megumi could only gag at.

“Well it’s a good thing you’re not useless at alota other things-“

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE-

“Ay Emogumi, u brush your teeth?” Jordan spoke again

“Huh-“

“EEEWWW you NASTY mf. Go-on n do it now before you eat breakfast.” She tsked

“i-“

“You should listen to your- I mean, Jordan.” Toji said

Speechless, Megumi quietly made his way up the stairs.

“N make sure you air out yo room. whole place was MUSTY when I put yo alarm there.”

“That was you?!” He yelped from up the stairs

As Megumi sulked back down the stairs, the sound of giggling in the living room made his heart drop, the young sorcerer stopped just short of the entrance.

Come on Fushiguro, you’ve faced worse than this; Thousand-year-old curses, Gojo’s goth era- there’s nothing Jordan can do which would be worse than seeing that grown man in black lipstick and eye make-up wailing nirvana around the campus-

“mtch you just gonna stand there emogumi?” Jordan raised an eyebrow to her classmate standing in the hallway, a distant look in his eyes.

As his eyes met hers the boy’s mind went blank. OH GOD WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING!??!?! ITS WORSE, ITS WORSE. THIS IS SO MUCH WORSE. A hot shoot of blood sprang from the boy’s nose looking at the unholy sight of Jordan on Toji’s lap with her hands under his shirt.

“You alright kid?” the older man grunted, a little disturbed by the wild look in his eyes, though he was only responded with silence. The pair chose to ignore the boy, focusing on how debby was now tryna pick a fight with Miguel’s girlfriend on the Maury show.

They didn’t notice the flash of Megumi’s phone as he took a picture and sent it to the group chat.

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