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❝ in which ryomen sukuna lets the intrusive thoughts win ❞ ❦ cw ; gn!reader. fluff. crack. suggestive themes. mentions of sex. ❦ words ; 330.

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All four of Sukuna’s eyes are trained on the open back of your robes as you speak with Uraume. Both pairs of arms cross over his broad chest as he stands close behind you. A scowl paints his features as he huffs, capturing your attention. Both you and Uraume turn to see what’s ailing him, but his attention seems to be elsewhere.

As soon as you turn your attention back to Uraume, that’s when you feel it. Long, warm, and wet, something trails the length of your bare back. Letting out a shrill gasp, your eyes widen as you jump, whipping around to face your boyfriend. His stomach mouth is slightly parted as proof of what he's done.

“Sukuna! What the hell?”

The four-armed behemoth is staring down at you, so much smaller than him, with a smirk, nothing short of pleased with himself.

“Why did you lick me?” You shuffle as you attempt to wipe his saliva from the length of your entire back with your robe-covered arm. “So gross…” You mutter to yourself, staring at your wet sleeves.

“Why do you wipe my saliva from your back? You had no complaints when my tongue was between your-”

“Kuna!” You hiss in a scolding tone that Sukuna secretly adores. His smirk grows to a grin as your cheeks visibly heat up. “For a king, you can be such a menace,” you grumble, pleased to see his grin falter at your words. “Cut that out while I’m talking to someone.” You shoot him a pointed glare and it takes every bit of self control he has (that he didn’t have thirty seconds ago) not to toss you over his shoulder and fuck you dumb until you re-learn some manners.

You know Sukuna secretly adores the way you aren’t afraid to put him in his place and you’re sure he did this just to get a rise out of you. You don’t need to know it was just an intrusive thought.

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Being the bane of sukunas existence as you're his girlfriend because you act like a perverted old man around him... he kinda digs it tho, its mildly hilarious and he doesn't dislike the unhinged attention (he tries to be so lowkey about it)

Every once in a while, you'll caress his behind or fondle his big boobily man breasts, the same way he does to you. he was only stunned at first - now he is completely unphased by your sneaky little hands.

he texts you, asking you what you want for dinner, and he's not surprised when the answer is "i want you oiled up and naked in bed by the time i get home". then he just replies with "making pasta"

Big obnoxious smacking noises when you kiss him all over, and sukuna just lets you be, he'll be sitting on the couch turning the tv on and here you come, smooching his cheek. sometimes, its the top of his head, other times, its his forehead or neck. if you do it too much though, you'll get covered with his bite marks in return.

when sukuna gets up to go to the toilet, you ask him if you can hold his peepee while he takes a piss, bc you saw a funny tiktok talking about it... he gives you a silent judgmental stare as he closes the door on your face. but behind it, he lets out the tiniest snort and shakes his head bc the idea of it is so ridiculous.

one time when you go outdoor camping with him you genuinely accidentally stumble close to sukuna who is taking a leak in the forest bush area and he catches you staring from behind as he's buttoning himself back up. and then he's chasing you down while you're screaming that it was an accident and that you only heard him peeing and didn't actually see anything. (not that you don't know what it looks like, anyway.)

when he's sweaty after a workout or some physical exertion, you'll definitely be approaching him deviously, talking about some "covered in flavour" type of bullshit... he'll push your face away and head into the shower but his ears are flushed with red.

just... sukuna who will let u mack on him endlessly bc he secretly doesn't hate the doting 🥹🥹🥹 and if you're not being obnoxiously lewd or affectionate?? thats when he knows something's up...

and obviously, every now and then you'll say something that makes him know that you're not just lusting over his body.

during a walk back home on a summer afternoon, you point upwards while holding his hand and looking up.

"sukuna, look. you're in the sky."

he reluctantly looks up, expecting some sort of dick shaped cloud or something like that. but there are no clouds in sight.

"what is there to look at?" he asks, quizzically.

"the colour, silly. when the sun's still setting, the sky always gets like this, around the same time everyday. the pretty pinkish colour, like your hair."

he turns silent and observes the sky for a minute. you call him silly, as if it's an everyday thing that you compare a person with the literal sky.

"it's my favourite time of the day..." you mumble, just barely audible to his ears. and something about the way you stand there, and speak so softly, makes you look so pretty to him. "i'll always think of you when the sun is setting."

"oh- but i think of you everyday regardless, i suppose."

he already knows that. he already knows you love him. why does he feel so flushed right now?

"alright, i get it. enough. let's continue home," he urges you, holding your hand tighter. you follow him down the street, like a puppy.

life couldn't feel more at peace right now, with your fingers interlocked with his, listening to you hum your favourite song on the way home, the street now covered with the orange light of the sunset.

"any ideas for dinner?" he asks, a few minutes after some silence.

"mmm..."

oh, he regrets asking the question now, fully knowing what's coming.

"i want your tatas in my mouth, please."

"tatas?" sukuna's asks with furrowed brows.

after bursting into laughter at the way he said it, you attempt to think up an actual food you want for dinner.

"...just for tonight." sukuna mutters.

"huh?"

"don't ask me again, i might change my mind."

"wait- really?"

let's just say, your mouth had a taste of heaven for the first time that night.

imagining kinich w s/o but ajaw has a teeny tiny crush on them

"then the great dragonlord k'uhul ajaw!- mmhmm.." the small pixel-like saurian starts to hum with relief, anger slowly slipping away as you scratched under his chin.

"how about you excuse kinich this one time?" a sweet smile dances across your lips as ajaw inevitably gave in.

"fine, since my favorite human asked me to do such." the word favorite being emphasized greatly, a stingy glare given to your boyfriend—kinich.

"didn't we meet first? actually no, on second thought- aren't they my partner?"

"hmph, such a lowly human doesn't ddddeserve such a regal being, like (name) here." pixels, and particles flew. a huff from the 8-bit little dragon.

you couldn't help let out a chuckle, a hum coming from ajaw. "I made them laugh!" he almost in a new sense of pride. beating kinich at something.

kinich simply sighed, making you laugh even more. "ha ha very funny. but don't forget whose significant other this is."

kinich leaned in to place the prettiest little peck on your cheekbone. almost forgetting you both were in public, trailing kisses down your neck.

"kin'.. c'mon not nowwww.." "mmm, I know.." a smirk crosses his lips, so close to begging you for more, till a little SOMEONE decided to speak.

"the great dragonlord, k'uhul ajaw, will allow your.. 'sarcasm'.. because OUR significant other—" "who said you were included you little jerk?!"

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Your new theme's so pretty !! nwfenefn I can't get any of my drafts done either :_) , how about enemies to lovers hcs (or whatever format you prefer) with Scara and Xiao?

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TYSM KOUUU <33 mwah ilysm, and ugh writers block is so ass !! as always ofcc <33 scara and xiao r my little meow meows /j i love my murderers !! RUSHED AS HELL

cw/summary // enemies to lovers (r.k) more of a pride and prejudice type beat for xiao tho, jealousy (r.k) dueling (r.k) romantic tension (r.k) not rlly enemies to lovers for xiao more like misunderstandings and misconceptions, rain scene (a.x) kissing (a.x, r.k) probly more but I'm lazy lol

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he DESPISED you, the tsaritsa's subordinate —who ranked lower than him — like u made his blood boil. everyone either is brainwashed to love him or is too scared to say anything other than a simple 'my lord'

ohohooo !! not u tho !! constantly running your mouth — archons he hated u through and through !!

his rivalry with you is the most entertaining thing ever kajdksms, witty comments thrown back and forth 24/7

"'my lord' you can't even go a day without beheading one that does not agree with you, what kind of lord does that make you ?!" "shut your mouth you peasant !"

sneering at each other every time one would pass by. you angered him !! so why was it when that day you laughed along with that hell of a man — tartaglia — his heart burned and blood seethed.

or the day you smirked at him and his heart skipped a beat. drawing him close to piss him off but instead alighting a fire in his heart.

god did seeing you make it burn even brighter.

he hated it. he hated how weak you made him feel.

scara being scara challenged you to a duel — if this feeling didnt stop he would have made it himself.

the mischievous glint in your eyes as you pin him down with a smirk

"gotcha ! what happened to the ever so powerful lord scarA—" he pulls you in by your collar, you smile into the kiss and pull away.

the two of you catching your breath.

"shut up" he whispers between pants, "oh? then make me my lord"

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okay okay, so for xiao i don't necessarily see like ENEMIES to lovers but a more you think he's being mean but rlly its how he shows his love !

giving very pride and prejudice (05 adaptation >>>) but anyways !!

he scolds you in such a cold manner about how you should be careless, saying stuff like ;

"you're just a weak human, what could you do ?" he says it with such a stone cold face that you don't even realize he's trying to convey his liking towards you.

you think he doesnt like u it's just he's so touch starved and awkward he doesn't know how to deal with these emotions !

at first he did think you were a distraction — a source of disappointment and anger ofc, cause that's the only reason why he always felt so bleh around you

nope ! he just likes you lolz, bby is so stiff too.

just imagine most mr. darcy and elizabeth scenes as u and xiao. yep.

AHEM "from the very beginning, from the first moment I may almost say, of my acquaintance with you, your manners impressing me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and your selfish disdain for the feelings of others, were such as to form that ground-work of disapprobation, on which succeeding events have built so immovable a dislike; and I had not known you a month before I felt that you were the last man in the world whom I could ever be prevailed upon to marry."

"You have said quite enough, madam. I perfectly comprehend your feelings, and now have only to be ashamed of what my own have been. Forgive me for having taken up so much of your time, and accept my best wishes for your health and happiness." AHEM, that scene in the rain for u and xiao ? SAY LESS

but anyways when he confesses to you you think it's all some kind of sick joke, you end up spewing out saying you'd never date him and he's sick for doing this to you. scaring the poor guy off :(

verr spots you at the balcony and quickly interrogates you on xiaos where abouts — she hasn't seen him and neither have you. a feeling of regret pools in your stomach and you pitfully go to search for him

"xiao ! xiao !" rain pours on you and your clothes stick to your skin as you call for him. tears gloss your eyes and you are one step closer to breaking down

"what do you want" he growls at you, mouth in a snarl.

"you're safe, thank archons" your eyes gleam and you grab into him, crying and sniffling.

"im sorry, im sorry, i hate myself for that i—"

he scoffs and grabs your face smashing your lips into his, "shut up, will you ?"

a light blush and tender look in his eyes as he speaks and it makes you smile fondly. he can't find himself to hate you anymore and neither can you.

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You gave Toji Fushiguro a sweet tooth he doesn't want to get rid of.

Baker Fem Reader x Toji Fushiguro (mafia/yakuza au)

tags: Fluff, grumpy x sunshine, found family, a little angsty but nothing too bad, marriage proposal, established relationship, (last chapter only: kitchen sex, creampie, oral- fem receiving, other sexxy funtime stuff)

word ct: 15.1k, 11 Chapters

Chapter One: Apple Cinnamon Spice

Chapter Two: Chimayo Chai

Chapter Three: Mint Chocolate Chip

Chapter Four: Apple Cider

Chapter Five: Pumpkin Spice

Chapter Six: Warm Water

Chapter Seven: Eggnog

Chapter Eight: Sparkling Juice

Chapter Nine: Mint Chocolate Chip Pt. 2

Chapter Ten: Yes

*Bonus!!*

*nsfw

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“j-just shh baby” eren plead, rocking his hips into you. your hand covered your mouth as you stared up at him, his glasses getting foggy with each deep breath he took to keep the moans from falling. “j-just please mommy” eren bit his red lip, thrusting into you roughly making him bottomed down. “shitshitshit” tears came to his water line, your pussy was his favorite thing in the world. well after spiderman, harry potter, you, and his mom. but it was still his absolute favorite thing ever.

it sucked him in, wrapping around him so tight that sometimes it was even hard to rock into you. his large hands gripped your love handles, fuckin you onto him, you body jerking and tummy jiggling slightly when your ass connected to his thigh making the sound echo out. “rennieee” you whispered, hands balling into the spiderman covers beneath you. this wasn’t supposed to happen, a cute day at his parents house turned into you two spending the night in his nerdy room.

it was book, anime, spider man, action figure galore. and you couldn’t help but find it so cute.

“shh s-shh” he stuttered, his hair falling out of the ponytail and prettily falling down his face when he threw his head back; adam’s apple bobbling, and cock jerking when you clenched. “g-god” he whimpered, making small thrust, his fat head nudged deep inside of you. “b-babyy” you griped his arms scratching at his skin, trying to do something. the feeling was too much but too little, he was fucking you so slow that it felt like he was edging your orgasm. you looked at him with low eyes fucking him youself.

sliding up and down his dick, his headboard hit the wall while eren let out a choked sob. “nono” it was too late. his organs hit him, his abs flexing as he fell onto of you, glasses falling on the ground while tears poured from his eyes. “that’s it” you whispered in his ears still rocking your hips. his balls where being drained empty. your pussy clenching and unclenching, your eyes focusing on the pathetic man with green eyes who looked at you as if you were some sort of god. “fill me up more baby” you wiped eren’s tear stained cheek holding onto the eye contact as your creamed around him. “y-yess” you cried, your nipples being sucked into his warm mouth making you fall back from your elbows and try pushing him away; but he wouldn’t budge”

“make a’mess mommy” his deep voice sent shockwaves throughout you. your body in sweet bliss for so long eren panicked just a little until you stopped shaking and giggled tieredly. “they’re definitely gonna know” eren only pouted kissing your lips. his cheeks red in embarrassment but he wouldn’t take it back.

gojo never imagined an arrange marriage with you, but now you’re all he can think about.

he thinks about you when he’s training, when he’s seated at his round table, when he’s in his bed, everywhere, every time, you’re all he can think about.

and you’re oblivious to it.

you heard the gossip everywhere you walked, about the girl gojo was pleading with his family to marry. how much he loved her, how beautiful she was, how much more elegant she was compared to you. you knew you were never his first choice, not even his fifth, but it hurt even more when everybody acknowledged it.

you stopped wearing your wedding ring, started acting like you were just another person there. luckily gojo didn’t seem to be in any hurry about making heirs, so pretending like you two were working things out didn’t even matter anymore.

you find yourself alone most of the time. your maids were kind and patient, but they had so many things to do throughout the day that you felt awful pestering them to walk around the estate with you.

eating dinners with gojo became normal, but most of your other meals were in silence, always feeling like a speck of dust in the large dining hall.

one day when you’re walking around aimlessly you stumble across the training grounds, the open space below you filled with men swinging wooden swords back and forth at each other.

it wasn’t difficult to find your husband, his white hair hard to miss in a crowd of others. he didn’t notice you watching from above, and so you stayed hidden, not knowing if the men were picky with who watched them.

he was swift and agile. everything he did was precise and with meaning. no wonder he was named the best warrior of the north.

you found this to be more entertaining than walking around the gardens for the tenth time or watching the cooks assemble the next meal, so you didn’t even notice how gojo looked up to see you, somehow slipping away without you knowing.

you were in a state of watching but not really thinking, almost jumping out of your skin when you heard his voice behind you.

“didn’t know i had an audience,”

you yelp, flinching as you look behind you to see your husband all sweaty, panting slightly as he moves his hair away from his face. you eye the stairs that led him up here, wondering how you could’ve missed that.

you laugh sheepishly, giving him an apologetic smile as you pick are your nails.

“i’m sorry,” you scratch behind your ears, feeling heat rise to your cheeks under his intense gaze. it’s unfair how pretty somebody can look, especially after training for an hour straight, “i was just walking around and i saw this.”

he waved it off, shaking his head as he leaned his sword on the wall.

“not a problem,” his eyes shine, “i just would’ve tried harder if i knew my wife was watching.”

my wife.

the words fall so smoothly from his lips you wonder how many times he’s said it before. with malice, hatred, necessity?

you smile a little bit, eyes crinkling around the edges as you look away briefly, not noticing the way gojo chased after your cheerful face.

“how’d you get up here? where are your ladies?” he asks suddenly, looking around at the fact that it was just you up here.

“my what?” you say, looking up at him through furrowed brows.

“you know,” he waves his arm around as if that would help, “you’re ladies in waiting,”

you scrunch up your nose a little bit, something he noticed you did when you were confused.

“oh, well, my maids are working right now,” you tell him, noting that he still didn’t look any less confused.

“no, not your maids, your ladies,” he tilts his head to the side, “the girls your family sent them up to help you around.”

you stare at him, unblinking.

“the girls that are your friends, the ones that help accustom you…” gojo trials off when he realizes he’s not getting anywhere with you.

you feel even more embarrassed than when he caught you watching him, hating the way you were clueless at yet another thing in this life that no one explained to you.

“the girls you hang around with?” he finally lands on, hoping this jogs your memory.

you shake your head, eyes wide as you fidget with the fabric of your dress. his eyes fall onto your finger, lingering on the fact that you’re not wearing your ring.

“who do you spend your time with throughout the day?” gojo seems even more lost than you. he’s seen you with…? well surely that one time…?

“by,” you swallow, embarrassed, “by myself. i walk around a lot.” you admit sheepishly.

“your family didn’t send…?” he answers his own question with his silence.

this entire time you’ve been alone?

he opens his mouth to speak but somebody beats him to it.

“satoru! get down here! we’re still not done!” his friends shouts from below, and you look over your shoulder to see all the men staring at the two of you.

gojo stares at you, unblinking.

“i,” he swallows but can’t find any words.

you can’t either.

he leaves you there, running down those stairs as he shouts at the other guys to resume what they were doing. that entire day he was off his balance because he kept looking up to see you there, but you weren’t.

maybe you were just walking around, like you said.

My headcanon is that phainon wants to keep their relationship in secret for the sake of Mydei. But he doesn't know how to hide it and everyone knows about it.

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