Megumi and Yuji!! I love them sm😭
I'm really proud of how this piece turned out, I had so much fun working on it~!
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After another mission, they are both tired, but still want to spend time together since they are both stubborn. Yuji tells him about the new film, but Megumi just sighs but continues to listen intently
I also think in most cases the little spoon is Yuji, but by morning he's spread all over the bed
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Domestic drabble about Toji (mostly him being a needy hunk)
"Hey," Toji calls when he sees you walking in front of him, carrying a basket of clothes that just came out of the dryer. You don't hear him so you keep walking, only stopping when you hear a whistle that sounds like it's meant for a dog. You turn to him, a question mark decorating your face. He beckons to you, a mouthed 'come here' that you shake your head to and move on. "Come on, princess. Need to tell you something."
"You can't tell me from there? I have a lot to do, still."
"Don't wanna shout at you. I have manners."
You think back to the way he whistled to grab your attention and roll your eyes. You set the basket down on your bed and step back out to see what Toji needs.
"What?" Your hands are on your hips, waiting for him to answer.
"Come here, baby." He pulls on the knee area of your sweatpants, making your stumble forward.
"Toji," you giggle, as he pulls you until you fall into his lap. "What?" You repeat.
"Nothing, just missing you a bit, ma. You avoiding me?" He rests his hands on your waist, looking up at you with that gleam in his eyes. You know he normally looks at you this way when he wants something, and you feel so foolish for always giving into him.
"I told you i'm busy. I have to finish folding the laundry, and I haven't even started dinner."
"Don't worry about that, right now. Looks like you could use a break. Don't you wanna stay a bit?"
"I do, but..."
"But, you love me and you'll spare me some company." His hands go under your shirt and squeeze your waist as he leans in to kiss your neck.
"T-Toji, this won't get done on time." Your arms wrap around his neck, your hands coming up to play with his hair as his lips attack your neck.
"Mm," he hums, dismissively, continuing to drown himself in your scent. That little hum is his nonverbal way of saying 'and?'
"We'll have to order in for the third time this week." You gasp, his lips reaching a sensitive point. "I-It's not good for us."
"Mama..." he almost whines into your skin. "We've got it... under... control," he murmurs through kisses. "We have an excellent cardio routine, don't we?" He says, beneath your ear.
"Y-Yeah, I think so. But-"
Toji chuckles, "You think so?" He pulls back to see the honest look on your face. He looks like a wolf, ready to pounce on the little pleading bunny before him. His pupils almost completely devoured the green around them just from inhaling your irresistible scent and feeling your warm skin on his lips.
You look a little more shaken up than Toji, and he loves it. You're flustered, unable to respond to his question. You feel like there's cotton in your mouth, absorbing all the saliva in it, leaving you unable to cohere anything.
"You nervous, princess?" He grins like the big bad wolf he is, feasting on the way you swallow. Your fingers tremble as they rest on his shoulders.
"No. We've been together for years. I'm not." It took everything in you to declare that, but it was far from the truth.
"Oh yeah?" He says, a chuckle bubbling in his chest. He can see through this little facade of yours. It's in the way you avoid eye contact, the way your grip is loose on him, and as a result of the dryness in your mouth, you keep licking your lips.
Nonetheless, you nod in response to his question.
"Well... what if we switched positions," he says, flipping you so that you're laying on the couch, his body now wedged between your legs. You giggled at the swift movement, the smile dropping once you looked up. "I can watch you closely, and... you're stuck."
His hands maintain his balance by gripping the end of the couch, above your head. He towers over you, making you look so incredibly small beneath him.
"You're so pretty, ma. Could eat you up right now." He leans further down towards your face, gravity pulling his hair down so perfectly. "Could make you feel so good, if you let me."
You felt like you were sinking into the couch with how flustered you were, but Toji could see the needy twinkle in your eyes. Beneath this nervous, timid front, is a pretty girl who takes everything she's given.
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so since sukuna goes for a woman who can hold her own, what would happen if she always won?
well let me tell you.
talks of sex, maybe praise???
he has always been on your side. a bitch tryna argue? “whoop her ass!”
a man tryna holler at you? “either you do it or imma do it. it looks hot when you do it.” (he has seen your short frame bring a six foot plus man to his knees and cry, and he got a raging hard on.)
and when you both bickering hes always baffled by your snarky ass remarks.
“ha, women. am i right?”
“yo thousand year old ass smells like earwax and piss, play wit cho mama.” and hes like …? and when he takes a whiff of himself after hes the primary host hes lowkey livid cause how dare you put him on the spot??
each fight youve won, hes lustful. hes not begging (he is) he’s demanding to switch with yuuji, he wants to hold you, kiss you, reward you for makin him proud. but its not like you do it for him, you just are on a different level than these lousy boys and girls.
or do you do it in the sentiment of pleased for yourself? sure you could get kicked out of jujutsu tech high school, but hey you got slurped up and dicked down? thats a plus?
so when you exercise a cursed spirit, a special grade all on your own, matter of fact, four of them, he’s practically drooling. (women in his age could not necessarily handle that, so seeing it turns him on severely.) and he wants to spread your folds and slurp your clit. he wants to so bad he can only try to remember the last time.
“how would you rate my fighting skill, ryo?” you would ask, meanwhile hes having you stand against a wall while he has his head between your thighs, noisily slurping and sucking, and having to tap this man to signal hes too fuckin loud.
“it makes me so excited to see it.. fuck woman, do you know what you do to me?” he growls, and somewhat a groan. he sticks his tongue out, shaking his head side to side and it makes your knees buckle, but hes your stability.
hes been looking forward to slam his cock into you after a fight, he had to know how it feels when your adrenaline is still up. or was it light work? did you have adrenaline at all? he was growing inpatient, and your name being called along with yuuji’s make him debate should he just kill the whole school so its you and him alone.
he doesnt because he… somewhat cares? sure, you arent able to eliminate sukuna. but you did give him a hard time, harder than mahoraga, the frustration of not being able to knock you down and if he did you still got back up, even pinning him (he was originally angry, but then it turned into a lust/love.) frustration of seeing you get back up, not giving in unless it was a legitimate mutual tie. not backing down just because hes the king of curses.
sukuna could admit he loved that about you.
even if he did knock you down once, (a two hour battle,) he did not want you to be discouraged, the LAST thing he wants.
“stand up and look at me, y/n. youre strong, my strong woman, a perfect concubine to be next to me on my throne.”
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【YUJI I.】 train rides.
A/N —> Yuji has me in a chokehold right now!! I need this mannn ★彡
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—> you had just finished an mission with Yuji, it was nothing crazy just a grade 4 level curse that was scaring children during after school activities. no one was hurt just pretty shaken which left you and Yuji extremely grateful. Gojo was supposed to pick you both up but after waiting for 30 minutes you decided to take a train back to Jujutsu Tech.
fortunately the train wasn’t packed only a few people were scattered across seats, some talking and some silent. “Let’s sit over there!” Itadori pointed to two vacant seats in the back, you nodded your head and before you knew it his hand wrapped around your waist tugging you to the back.
The warmth of his hand and his giddy smile made your ears turn a dusty pink. You both sat down just before the train started moving, you sat in the seat by the window and he sat in the one by the aisle, you pulled your phone out typing an angry message to the sensei who had ditched you both.
“Whatca doingggg” Yuji moved his head right in front of your phone making the distance between the two of you impossible smaller, “I’m just texting Gojo sensei…” the blush from your ears spread to your face and his scent started taking over all your senses. He nodded his head before looking up at you “I don’t think he’ll be very happy with the foul language!” He chuckled.
“fuckk…” his laugh was so addictive and just so attractive, he raised an eyebrow at your words “what… what’s wrong!” He pulled away and started asking if he had made you uncomfortable.
“N-no! You didn’t Yuji it’s ok I swear!” You quickly realized that you had spoken out loud and not in your head, he grabbed your hands placing them in his gently before looking into your eyes “then why’d you curse!” You couldn’t come up with a proper response. The warmth from his hands in yours making your brain go mushy, “you…you just have a nice laugh…” you looked away from him. He always knew how to make you flustered but you knew he never meant to “ohhh… thanks!” His once worried expression replaced with one of his signature smiles.
“You know you alway look so cute when you’re embarrassed!” You whipped your head back at him like it was about to explode “w-what” he moved his hands to cup your face “see! The look you have right now is soooo cute!” He leaned in more his lips just centimetres away from yours “whenever you look like this… I wish I could kiss you…”.
You had to be dreaming right now, there was no way Yuji Itadori just confessed that he’s thought about kissing you.
“So… can I?”
“Can you what?”
“Can I kiss you silly…?” Your breathing hitched and your heart beat picked up, it felt like it was going to jump right out of your chest, you shut yours eyes and nodded, you really really hoped that this wasn’t a dream.
with your consent Yuji locked your lips with his, his lips were smooth and warm again yours. Your hands moved to his neck deepening the kiss and making it more passionate, when you both pulled away he moved his lips to your ears “I’m really glad Gojo sensei didn’t come to pick us up…” his low tone made butterfly flutter in the pit of your stomach
“Yeah… me too”
And with that his lips were back on yours. This was one of the best train rides you’ve ever experienced.
— yours truly, Viki
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Hice esto con la paleta q me dió una amiga
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Imagine:
Sukuna Is The Type Of Dad...
Contents: Fluff, the last one is kinda smut. You are the mom, of course. Mom is a state of mind, not a gender.
Word Count: 572 words.
Author's Note: So I decided to do something more light and fun to read. I want to do a series so vote for which daddy I should write next!
> Sukuna is the type of dad which would laugh at his child for falling over on their bike, but would help them get up once he notice your death glare from the kitchen window.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who will give their child permission por going out to a house party even if you already told them they couldn’t go. Later on, he would whisper to you that letting them go would be the best excuse to have some alone time, if you know, you know.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who would bring pizza every friday just so you don’t have to cook and the kid can have a fun meal.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who would come home too tired from work to watch a Disney movie, but he will still try to do so, even if he ends up falling asleep and snoring at the beginning of it.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who would ask “but did you win?” if his child got on a fight in school instead of scolding them.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who would be very jealous of his little girl boyfriends and he wants to make sure they treat her like a queen. He would even go as far as threat them with a shotgun if they treat them wrong.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who would yell “Come here you little shit!” to their kid if they ever dare to prank him by dropping a water balloon on his head and proceed to chase them around the house.
> Sukuna is the type of dad that would teach bad words to his kid from birth.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who would be super proud of the fact that his baby first word was “dada”, and would brag it on your face every chance he has.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who wants the whole family to dress up for halloween in a terrifying costume, but ends up buying Bluey costumes instead because the kids insisted.
> Sukuna is the type of dad to leave a generous amount of money under their pillow as the toothfairy.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who doesn’t want a cat in the house. Until one day, their kid ends bringing one unexpectedly that they rescue from the street, Sukuna would just let it stay until they find it a home. Little did he know, he would treat it like another kid after he got attached to it.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who would let his kids colour in his tattoos with water markers.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who would play tea party with their kid, let them do his makeup and paint his nails pink. He wouldn’t take it off and go to work like that to show off that the pink of his nails matches his hair.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who would fight with their kid for your attention in bed on a Sunday morning, but you end up snuggling with both.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who wouldn’t be embarrassed to talk to their kid about “the birds & the bees.” He would even use the words “cock,” “pussy,” and “cum” without feeling embarrased.
> Sukuna is the type of dad who would make sure his kids are well asleep so he can go fuck you without interruptions.
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Gojo fanart
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Kenny
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👻👀 can i send another one ?? jjk suguru, mp3 player, broken shoe, balloons
I haven't heard the word mp3 in 10 years 😂 very creative combination, ty my lovely 😘
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as a manager of your team, yours was the responsibility to arrange the spring team building. you wanted to make the event special, as the first trimester of the year was a busy one an everyone worked so hard to achieve their goals.
the venue as beautiful - a sushi restaurant with cherry blossom tree garden. you decorated it with lights, candles, balloons. You took the time to put a small gratitude note in each of them before tying the end with different coloured ribbons.
that evening was going to be all about fun, you didn't want to think of work even for a second. those last couple of days drained you physically; running your usual day to day schedule while organising a party for over forty people was no way near a one man job, but exhausted or not, marvelling at the smiles on your subordinates' faces will surely be more than rewarding!
"i hope they like it" you thought, fretting over some minutes details here and there - everything had been to be perfect.
at 8pm your colleagues started to arrive one by one and about half an hour later, you were all gathered. the dinner started with a toest and blossomed into passionate conversations and booming laughter. you made plans to to hiking in two weeks, if the weather allows it, then you discussed news, hobbies, movies, you listened to your colleagues' critiques and opinions on the Oscar nominations and played some videos of funny Oscar moments from some years back.
it was more than you could have hoped for, the only thing left to mark this unforgettable evening with, would be some karaoke! You excused yourself from the table and headed towards the back of the garden where your decoration supplies and personal belongings were left.
Strutting down the narrow pebbled road, your ankle twisted and you ended up almost falling down. had it not been for a pair of string arms to get a hold of you, helping you keep balance, you were surely going to hit the ground face first.
looking up, you found your colleague Suguru, whose amrs were still firmly placed on your waist. he asked whether you were OK and you nodded, laughing it off, but on the inside your heart was doing jumping jacks.
you didnt want to admit it, but Suguru has been your crush for months now. You couldn't act on it, being his supervisor, as you didn't want it to be deemed inappropriate and judged by everyone else on the team, so you tried your best to cope with those intrusive feelings in silence, but it's been getting increasingly difficult lately...
you saw him working out the at office gym a couple of times after working hours and still remember the way you had to pinch your arm to cease the daydreaming. when he's covering the morning shifts with you, he's usually in the office a bit earlier, always greets you with that charming eye squinting smile of his, and recently he's made it his habit to even buy you morning coffee.
he asked for for advice on his project last week and the moment you sat down next to him to look over the charts, the aroma of his cologne invaded your space, seducing you even further. keeping your composure was next to impossible when you watched how his eyes drifted to your glossed lips a couple of times.
Day after day you found yourself fussing over what you're going to wear, the jewelry, the make up, the type of body lotion you're going to use, just in case your hands touch when he offers you a warm cup of coffee...
all these raging emotions swirling in your heart made it no easier in the particular situation you were now in. Placing both palms over his firm chest, you steadied yourself and thanked him hurriedly, wanting to disappear in the darkness before he notices the sudden shift in your demeanor (and your nervously blushing face)
a single step forward had the heel of your shoe snap off, making you stumble and loose balance once more. Suguru caught your arm as you both looked down at your expensive pair of heels. you cursed under your nose and reached down to feel the damage.
it snapped off cleanly and there was no way you could walk like that. Before you could protest, Suguru picked you up gently. squirming in his arms, you desperately asked him what he's doing to which followed his calm reply "I can't let you hurt your feet by walking barefoot on those pebbles"
your didn't know what to do with your hands, should you place them around his shoulder, or rest them on his chest? Should you look at him, or should you just focus on his beautiful raven hair, that he decided to wear down for the night?
too many questions and by the time you could figure an answer to a single one of them, he had already rested you on a chair and made his way over to the kareoke machine.
a minute and a few deep breaths later, Suguru came back to you with a pair of white sneakers. "I saw them next to your bag, figured they are yours" he said sweetly, to which you nodded gratefully. at least one issue was solved. you watched him kneel down and help you take off your delicate heels.
his finger grazing the skin on your ankle, rubbing soft circles as he held the sneaker in a comfortable position for you to slide in your foot. "thank you, Suguru" you said sincerely, trying your best to give an unaffected yet polite performance. Cause you were touched by hid kindness, not by of the intimacy, of course.
a moment of silence followed in which your eyes looked for anything to anchor them, anything but the magnetic view of the man kneeling before you. dressed in a slim fit black shirt and a pair of pants that really accentuated the many working out hours he's been investing in his body.
you dared not look in his eye, out of fear your knees will fail you and even tho sat, you'd turn into jelly. a mush, he could scarpe off the floor and do with as he pleases.
you heared how Suguru chuckled, after which he leaned in slightly "you look beautiful" he complimented with a smile, but something devious sparkled in those eyes off his. he looked as if he wanted to say more, and even with your curiosity peaked, he held back and continued "I have bad news though, the karaoke machine is broken"
Your features turned into a frown, but before you had the time to worry, he calmed you down "that's ok, I have a speaker and an mp3 player in my car, I'll bring those right up" Suguru motioned towards his vehicle.
"and maybe after that dinner, I can drive you home?"
give me 3 words and a character and I'll write you a short drabble ☁️
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Also I’ve just learned that Ino is 20…
20????
Like in what world is he not the same age as Yuuji and Megumi??😭😭 Like i’m sorry I kinda think it’s bad writing/character design on Gege/ Mappa’s part because he does not act like an adult to me?? Not even an immature one?????
Even though it’s canon atp, I just don’t see it.
I can’t be the only one?
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Gojo teases everyone with some sort of moral code.
Geto for his Jujutsu sorcerers should protect non-sorcerers. Uthahime for her prickliness and overall rule-following. Nanami for his respect for the rules. Megumi for his reclusive personality and moral standards.
(also downright despises authority figures who 'steal youth away from young people)
But you know who's the only one he doesn't tease for a moral code?
This may be because Itadori actively looks up to and matches Gojo's energy, and they share a lot of personality traits... but also I think it's because Itadori's 'I need to save everyone'....
Reminds him of this:
('I'm strong so I need to protect those who aren't as strong. Also also, Geto and Itadori share a lot of thematic traits.)
And Gojo's the protective sort... he's seen what happened to Geto's morals. He doesn't want the same to happen to Itadori.
Well...
I mean he tried.
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