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I know what you did last summer. (Pt.1)

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Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Toge inumaki.

A/n: sorry no yuta, i forgot to make his and I had to post soon so I might make it later and add it here idk.

I hope I am not too late. Can I please get a Genere HCs for Yandere Toge Inumaki with a Mute reader

Yan!Toge Inumaki!!

a/n: please tell me if I got anything wrong!

tags: gn!reader, mute!reader, yandere inumaki

CW: inumaki kills someone (not graphic, it was a heart attack). Stalking, inumaki snoops through reader's room without consent.

type: generic headcanons

credits: sweetparty

yan!inumaki sympathizes with your struggle. Though not the same, he has limited speaking too. It's hard not being able to communicate properly, especially when talking is a basic human necessity. He's very caring towards you, he feels even more connected to you due to your struggle and is always willing to go to any mission that you need a second person to go with.

yan!inumaki enjoys taking walks, just walks. Maybe a trip to the aquarium. There's no need to say anything, one because you can't and two because he only speaks in rice ball ingredients. He enjoys the quiet that comes with being with you, he feels that there isn't even words to describe how beautiful you are. When you first joined Jujutsu High all he could muster was a dreamy "Kelp…". The man is infatuated! Let him be!!

yan!inumaki has definitely killed for you, cursed spirits are one thing, but he has gone behind Gojo's back to kill someone who has gotten too close for you. He cornered them to an alley, the person was a non-sorcerer, a weakling. Therefore, all he needed to say was, "Die". And it was classified as a heart attack, no trace back to him ever.

yan!inumaki has done plenty of stalking and snooping too. The word unlock is pretty useful, considering you always lock your door (why are you making it so inconvenient? do you want him to harm himself while using his cursed technique?). He's looked at whatever you decorated the place with, taking notes, snooping through any drawers, any piece of your DNA.

Ate out!

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Master list

⯌Sum

Megumi eating you out! (Aged up!)

⯌ Wc

0.7k

⯌ Warnings

Oral (fem!receiving), alcohol (reader is drunk), Megumi got SUPER mad at Yuji, some thigh grinding, clit stim

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One thing about Megumi Fushiguro is that he is one shy boy. Your poor boy is even too shy to hold your hand in public. One thing that fully changed his beliefs and personality for a split second.

You, his favourite girl, his love of his life, flirting with Yuji Itadori, his fucking best friend.

A bunch of Jujustu sorcerers came together after high school, since most of you still work at or for jujustu high and the society. A bunch you went to the bar. You're boyfriend Megumi, Nobara, and Yuji.

Soon enough you were drunk and it wasn't full on flirting but your hand on Yuji's chest was enough to set Megumi off. He grabbed Yuji by his collar and shook him.

"What the fuck are you try to attempt Itadori?! Do with my lady?" he slams him against the bar counter. "Man, I'm sorry!" He seems more scared than sorry. You're a bit scared yourself, he's more calm and collected seeing him like this is kinda scary.

Since your drunk and your an emotional girl anyway it just made it worse. The scariness in his eyes made some tears roll down your face. Your tight red dress that he bought that you're playing with, drunkenly like a child.

When Megumi heard a sniffle coming from your direction, his head snapped back dropping Yuji against the counter. He scurried over to you holding your cheeks.

"We weren't flirting, w-well I wasn't, maybe he was i-i'm sorry." You drunkenly ramble to him as some tears roll down your face. He hugs you close others watch and he gives a death glare and they look away quickly.

"I know you would never cheat me baby." He coos in your ear. "I was worried about Yuji, not you. You're my good girl..." He rubs your back kissing your forehead.

He brings you back to his apartment kissing your hair. "I'm sorry for scaring you baby." He says in his still face yet the emotion in his eyes showed sympathy.

He bounced you like a baby on his lap since you were so out of it and drunk but unfortunately that bouncing was making you grind pleasurably on his thigh causing you to whine out.

It took him a second to realize he was rubbing your clit with his thigh. But you to drunk to think straight so you sat there and whined tears pricking at your eyes.

He rubbed your cheek kissing your forehead. "Aw baby... it's okay, I got you." He cooed in your ear petting your hair. "Such a sweet girl."

He dipped his hand into your panties and and rubbed your clit while petting your hair, kissing your forehead.

The ache in your cunt was intense. Almost painful you needed him so bad. "I know it hurts, baby... I know."

He lays you in the bed kissing your head. He takes off your shirt letting your perky breasts free from your tight shirt. He slowly takes off your pants kissing down your body.

He throws your clothes to the floor leaving you in just your panties. He kisses the pubic area. He takes off the lacy panties not ripping because they are his favourite panties on you so he leaves you naked.

He gives your slit little kitten licks making your legs twitch. He rubbed your thighs because you were practically like an adult child right now. All he could think about was taking care of his sweet girl.

You sat there sprawled out drooling with tears. But he thought it was so hot, he couldn't get over how good you tasted. He did slow licks savouring your juices.

He slowly licked up to your clit with his eyes squeezed shut with his own sort of pleasure as he sucked on your clit.

It made you squirt so quick. Just the way he enjoyed himself and took his time just made it so pleasurable.

He lapped up your juices and went up your body and kissed your lips, you can taste yourself on him but your too tired and drunk to do anything.

As soon as he pulled the blankets up and held you, you fell asleep. His sweet girl.

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A/N: Gr I don't know how I feel about this 😭

⯌ Sweet spot ⯌

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MDNI

Master list's

⯌ Sum

Toge Inumaki uses his cursed speech during doing the nasty (✿^‿^)

⯌ Wc

1.5k

⯌Warnings

NSFW, explicit sexual content, strong language, dominance/submission, praise & degradation kink, possessiveness, mild voyeurism, power imbalance, explicit commands, rough sex, edging/teasing, orgasm control.

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You and Toge have been dating since you were first years and now both of you are 3rd years. Many get confused why the hell both of you were dating. The social butterfly and the boy that can barely talk. It really didn''t make any fucking sense.

But somehow, it worked.

You, the loud and energetic one, always buzzing with excitement, and Toge, the quiet yet deadly sorcerer who spoke in cryptic onigiri ingredients. People looked at the two of you like you were a mismatched puzzle—one piece bright and chaotic, the other cool and subdued.

"It doesn’t make any fucking sense," was a phrase you heard more times than you could count.

But to you? It made perfect sense.

Because Toge didn’t need to say much.

His actions spoke louder than words ever could.

The way he always made sure you ate first before touching his own food, even if you weren’t hungry. The way his hand would instinctively reach for yours when you walked side by side, fingers tracing idle patterns against your palm. The way he’d pull you into his arms after missions, inhaling your scent like it was the only thing grounding him to reality.

And when he did use his voice?

"Careful." His way of telling you to watch your back.

"Rest." When he knew you were pushing yourself too hard.

"Mine." Low and husky against your ear, when he felt possessive, when he needed you to know exactly who you belonged to.

It worked because when the world was too loud, Toge found comfort in your presence. And when you needed peace, he was your silent sanctuary.

So, let them be confused. Let them wonder why the hell you were together.

Because neither of you ever had to question it.

_

No one ever understood how you and Toge worked.

You, the vibrant, expressive one—always filling the room with light and laughter. Him, the quiet, reserved sorcerer whose very presence demanded attention even without saying a word. People never understood how you could be together.

But if they saw you now—if they saw the way he controlled the room with just his eyes, the way you responded with nothing more than his whispers, the way you broke for him in the most intimate, all-consuming way—

They’d get it.

Because Toge didn’t need to speak much.

Just one word from him, and you’d be undone.

"Kneel."

You didn’t hesitate, didn’t question him. You moved swiftly, crawling onto the bed, feeling the sheets shift beneath you as you positioned yourself—just like he wanted. The anticipation was suffocating, thick, and palpable, the air thick with tension as you waited for him, hands resting on your thighs, back straight, eyes lowered.

Toge stood in front of you, watching you, not moving, just taking you in. His presence was overwhelming, his silence both commanding and intimate. The way he observed you, like he was memorizing every inch, every subtle shift of your body, was enough to have your pulse racing.

Finally, he stepped forward, his hands trailing over your shoulders, down your arms, tracing the delicate curves of your body with deliberate slowness. His fingertips brushed the side of your neck, sending a shiver through you as he leaned down to whisper in your ear.

"You look so beautiful."

The praise hit you harder than you expected. It sent a wave of heat straight to your core, leaving you breathless as he guided you back to the center of the bed, gently pushing you to lie down. He followed, his body moving with a predator’s grace, settling between your legs with a predatory calm.

"Open for me."

You didn’t hesitate, legs parting as your breath caught in your throat. The moment you were exposed, vulnerable, he hovered—not touching, not yet—just watching you, his hands resting by your sides, keeping you in place. Your body trembled beneath him, the anticipation of what was to come almost too much to bear.

Then, slowly, he moved.

He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your throat, slow and lingering, like he was savoring the moment. His lips traveled down your chest, brushing over your collarbone, each touch agonizingly slow, intentional, teasing. His tongue traced your skin, exploring every inch with the precision of someone who knew exactly how to drive you to the edge.

You gasped as his lips hovered over your breasts, teasing, just barely skimming against the fabric of your bra. He didn’t touch you fully yet—just the softest brushes, leaving you begging for more. Your hands gripped the sheets, nails digging into the fabric as your body arched, pushing toward him.

"Patience."

His voice was low, gravelly—firm. The command sent another pulse of heat through you, the need to feel his touch so intense it made your head spin. But he held you there, suspended, testing your restraint, your obedience.

His lips moved lower, kissing your stomach, his breath warm and slow against your skin. Every inch of you felt heightened under his touch, every brush of his lips making your whole body tremble with anticipation. When he finally reached the waistband of your pants, you whined, desperate for him, your hips involuntarily shifting.

"Hold still."

You froze, biting your lip to keep from moaning. His hands, now shaking with the same restraint, slowly undid the button of your jeans, the sound of it snapping open filling the room with an unbearable tension.

But he didn’t rush.

His hands worked carefully, deliberately, pulling your pants off with excruciating slowness. He placed each piece of clothing aside like it was the most precious thing, each motion calculated to prolong the inevitable.

When you were fully exposed before him, he didn’t touch you immediately.

He just watched.

His gaze was heavy, intense, almost possessive, as though he were memorizing the way your body reacted to his every move. His eyes trailed over your body, pausing at every little tremor, every breathless sound that left your lips.

"You’re perfect."

The words fell from his lips like a promise, soft, yet heavy with meaning.

Then, finally—finally—his hands reached for you, tracing the line of your inner thighs, teasing, never quite giving you what you wanted. His fingers brushed against the softest part of you, and you gasped, flinching at the light touch, the delicate build-up.

His fingers grazed over your folds, slow, deliberate, intense, as though he were savoring every second. The pleasure was deliciously slow, each touch pulling you deeper into a pool of heat, a delirious need that you couldn’t escape.

"So wet for me. Slut."

The praise went straight to your head, clouding your thoughts, making your breath ragged as his fingers slipped deeper, pressing, curling in a way that had you gasping, your hips moving of their own accord. His thumb found your clit, circling, teasing, pulling moans from your lips as his rhythm matched the desperate need inside you.

"Beg for me."

The command was soft, but there was an undeniable power behind it—demanding. Your whole body shivered in response, and before you could stop yourself, the words spilled from your lips.

“Please, Toge, I need you.”

His eyes met yours, dark and satisfied, as he slowed, his fingers pulling away, leaving you panting, desperate.

"Tell me how bad you want it."

Your chest heaved with each breath, your hands gripping the sheets as you tried to catch your breath. You nodded, barely able to speak through the rush of heat coursing through your veins.

“I need you so bad. Please, Toge, I can’t… I can’t wait any longer.”

His lips curled into a slow, satisfied smirk.

"Good girl."

And with that, he finally pushed into you.

The stretch was exquisite, every inch of him filling you, pressing you to the brink of pleasure and pain. You cried out, your nails digging into his back, but he didn’t stop. He kept you still, immobile beneath him as he drove into you slowly at first, each thrust deliberate, controlled, pulling you apart with each movement.

"You feel so good."

His voice was a low growl as his rhythm increased, his hips moving harder, deeper, as your body melted under him, surrendering completely. The heat built, coiling tighter and tighter with each stroke, the pressure growing unbearable. You could barely breathe, could barely think with the way he moved inside you, pulling every gasp, every sound, from your throat.

And when you were finally teetering on the edge, when you were lost, unable to hold on any longer, he drove into you harder, faster—relentless—as he spoke, his voice firm, leaving no room for doubt.

"Come for me."

The moment the words left his lips, your body exploded, pleasure shattering through you, leaving you gasping, whimpering, your body writhing beneath him. He followed right behind you, his own release wracking through him as he buried his face in your neck, his voice low, like a secret only the two of you shared.

For a long time, neither of you moved. The air was thick with the aftermath, your breathing heavy, your limbs tangled as he gently held you against him, his fingers tracing soft circles over your skin.

"I love you."

The words came without hesitation, without any power behind them. Just a truth, a simple, undeniable truth that hung between you.

And in that moment, you knew. Nothing else mattered.

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This sucks 😭

my thoughts rn

expanded posts :D

m.list || yn’s group - 2etherial - extras

A/N-

tumblr’s photo limit is gonna kill me actually.

@sereniteav @iamyujisbitch @sad-darksoul @scrappedup @taelattecookie @kenmakodz @lacrimae-lotos

Cupid’s Chokehold‼️

Is it possible to never even interact with someone who’s been friends with your entire friend group since high school? apparently. But never say never.

no curse au; she/her pronouns used

band member!inumaki x musician/streamer!yn

status: indefinite hiatus

taglist: open by request through my inbox

so many ideas for this series hopefully i’ll be able to get to them all :D she did not. rip.

yn’s group | 2etherial| | extras | posts

chp. 1 - From The Start ~✎

chp. 2 - December

chp. 3 - Tek It

chp. 4 - Misty ~✎

chp. 5 - Rhythm of the Rain ~✎

chp. 6 - Love Grows ~✎

chp. 7 - In My Mind ~✎

chp. 8 - I Will

chp. 9 - ???

chp. 10 - ???

best viewed in dark mode (or any mode but default or rave tbh)

dividers sourced from pinterest

everyday i face the question as to whether or not i should make my own inumaki smau

"AUGAHHASJRKSHSRG" - inumaki probably

did these back in january but never posted them bc i didn't like them

uhhhh here u go

cant let the gang know i fw haruta 😓

INUMAKI MY LOVE <333

i was looping lost in paradise in my earphones while i made this lol

the jjk school uniforms are so easy to draw i love it rahah

☆*:.｡.｡.:*☆ multiple hcs: halloween costumes! with the jjk boys

summary: the costumes the jjk boys would wear with you during halloween ☆*:.｡.｡.:*☆

warnings: gn!reader, sfw, mentions of parties and possible drinking, crack asf, fluff☁️

includes: toge inumaki, yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, and yuta okkotsu

toge: mordecai and rigby, regular show

- your asses will be in the corner crying laughing over some brainrotted tiktoks and lil pranks you will be pulling the whole night

- you two put chili powder in the punch, yuji consequently decided to chug it, bro turned bright red from coughing so hard (you two were crying laughing with nobara and maki)

- will be saying/texting eachother “she mordecai on me til i rigby”

- will be making far too many regular show references

yuji: jake and finn, adventure time

- you two EMBODY jake and finn energy SO MUCH JFCCC!!!

- y’all will also DOMINATE in flip cup/ rage cage/ pong/ any competitive drinking game

- THE happiest of bestest friends in love fools

- you debated going lady rainicorn/jake BUT decided that jake/finn is ultimately more epic 😎😎😎

yuta: kiki and tombo, kiki’s delivery service

- the most lover boy to ever lover boy!

- you two both adore this movie so much, he was sooo excited to make this costume with you :,)

- y’all are off in your own lil world together, people watching, chatting, enjoying toge’s antics

- long eye contact from across the room!!!!!

- he will constantly be getting drinks and snacks for you the entire night :-)

megumi: coraline and wybie, coraline

- we all know he does NOT gaf ab this party, ONLY there for you!!!! (he’s so down bad)

- you and yuji will drag him up for karaoke

- bro has no rhythm at all

- smiles (secretly) at your attempts to get him to be festive

- he loves to see how happy you are in your couple costume (won the costume contest!)

- end the night up on the roof of the party house together, watching the stars, holding hands, talking

* ੈ✩‧₊ TEEHEEE that was my lil halloween blurb, lmk if u guys liked :,)

* ੈ✩‧₊ love you all sm sorry for my hiatus ya girl was busy,,, erm well heh… girl bossing🐺😏 #gradschool #grindset

* ੈ✩‧₊ i did this in 45 mins its 3 am WHOOPS😘

costume pic creds: ALL off of pinterest, so specific accounts linked, will link if anyone knows @!!!

cover art creds: @vah_arina on twitter <3

border creds: @cafekitsune

hi pookie! i love your writing, it makes me blush and ugly-laugh. do you think you can add ino into your jjk smaus + hcs :’) ?!

HEHEHEHE hi anon 🥰😋 thank u sm got me giggling kicking my feet over here🫦 but literally yes i will include ino :D

i am currently writing another set of the jjk boy smaus, then ill be writing some jjk men smaus where i will include ino!!!! 🫡🫡🫡🫡 he’s a top tier pookie and WILL be included

i’ll be writing hcs sometime this week too hehe lmk if u have any other requests or any specific asks 🫶🏻🫶🏻

divider credz* ੈ✩‧₊˚ : @elfbar-baby

Firstly, love the detail of Maki being an earth pony.

Secondly, Yuji's cutie mark 🥺

JJK x MLP part 1 - Tokyo

I've been working on pony-fying a ton of JJK characters because every new interest I get must be hit with my pony autism beam. I've drawn a shitload and I'll be posting them in sections since I can't upload all of them in one 🥲

In my mind, cursed energy works like dark magic, which is why everyone is a unicorn (or alicorn)!

Broken Telephone Pt. 3

For the most part, you’d gotten over the ‘grocery shopping incident’ as you liked to call it. You’d had a very stern talk with both Kugisaki and Itadori the next day, making sure that they wouldn’t tell this secret of yours to the one person who you’d never want to know. The man of the hour, Fushiguro.

“This kinda feels like you’re threatening us…” Itadori had said, sitting in front of you, unable to look you in the eye. In full intimidation, you had simply raised a brow and said, “And?”

Just like that they dropped it and promised to not mention anything to Fushiguro. Well, Itadori at least, Kugisaki just scoffed but you took it as the best you could get from someone like her.

You could be pretty scary if you wanted to be, especially if it was a topic such as this. You seriously needed to do some damage control, because the more people who heard about this little secret, the greater the chance an unspeakable evil would announce itself. And if it did, you’d be absolutely screwed.

So with the two biggest mouths sewed shut, you didn’t think you had anything to worry about.

But just because they promised to not tell Fushiguro, didn’t mean that they promised to never bring it up again.

*Yeah, you really should’ve read the fine print. *

You’d learn that lesson the hard way almost a week later when the entire situation had once again left your mind.

In hindsight, that was truly your first mistake.

But to be fair, it’s harder to concentrate on your mortifying secret being exposed when you’re getting an ass-kicking of the century by your upperclassman.

It was a day hotter than most, considering you were still in the thick of spring. But that didn’t stop the unblocked sun from beating down enormous amounts of heat on you as you lay on the grass, trying to grasp the escaping breath that had been kicked out of you—courtesy of Maki-san.

“Nice, that’s five to zero. Wanna go for round six?” Maki didn’t seem out of breath in the slightest, doing a little twirl with her staff. And while that would give you enough fight and energy to push you to go another round, that was what pushed you the four other times.

You think it was safe to assume you weren’t going to be winning anytime soon.

“Thanks for the offer, Maki-san, but I think I’ll pass. Maybe I’ll spar with someone who’s more merciful.” You’ve sat upright now, panting shallowly while you wipe the sweat off your face.

“I think you’ve worked her enough Maki. I don’t think you want a reputation of being more cold-blooded than you already are, and to be known for beating up your underclassmen.” You heard Panda-senpai from behind you and you turned to see his extended hand, or rather paw, offering to help you up. You give an appreciative smile as you stand, your legs straining from the pure exhaustion Maki-san put you through. You were definitely going to get her back for this.

Yeah, as if you could.

“It’s not training if you aren’t pushed.” Maki stated defensively, crossing her arms sourly. You decided to not add your input.

You stretch out your tired muscles while looking across the track and field area you were training in, noticing that the others were nowhere to be seen. Others being Fushiguro, Itadori, Kugisaki, and Inumaki-senpai.

“Where are the others?” You ask, and Panda points to a small shaded seating area. You assume they’re getting a break from the sun. Wordlessly, you all head towards the area, finding the students as Panda said, sitting in the shade. You make eye contact, and they wave you over.

“Finished getting beat up by Maki-san?” Kugisaki asks, smug voice enhancing her teasing gaze. You narrow your eyes, debating on whether you want to fight her today. You decide that you’ve fought enough for the day and choose to be passive.

“Yeah pretty much. By the way, how was falling practice with Panda-senpai? Still eating dirt?” Your face mimics hers as you see hers drop, hearing the other members of the group chuckle in the background. You said you wouldn’t fight, but you wouldn’t take her shit sitting down. She tsks and you nudge her playfully, before looking among the group, and noticed immediately that it’s missing a key face.

“Where’s Fushiguro?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” You hear Itadori’s voice creep up, face dripping with mischief, knowing eyes boring into you, with Kugisaki joining him almost immediately. On the outside, your face remained passive and calm, as if there wasn’t a hidden meaning to their words, but on the inside, you were considering how much trouble you could get in for murdering your classmates. And whether it’d be really worth it.

The penalties weren’t really that much of a deterrent at this point.

“Yes, that’s why I asked.” You respond plainly, trying to stop the suspicion growing in the second years, the tone in Itadori’s voice most likely letting them know something might be up.

“Salmon roe.” Inumaki responds to your question, making a motion with his hands to help you understand what he means.

“Off to get drinks?” You ask to confirm, and Inumaki nods.

“Kugisaki made him go off alone a little while ago.” Itadori adds, deciding to drop the teasing. You hum in understanding.

“I’ll go over there too. I doubt he got what I wanted.” You were being completely honest when you wanted to go to the vending machine to just get a drink. Of course, Fushiguro alone would be a bonus, but you didn’t like altering your actions simply to get a boy’s attention, you simply found it below your own level of self-respect.

But of course, idiots didn’t see it that way. And you should’ve realized that.

You hear the two idiots in question hum knowingly, and you don’t even have to look to see them smiling at each other smugly.

“Sure…” Their simultaneous response paired with the look they were sharing had you stop dead in your tracks.

“Careful, or I’ll convince Fushiguro to give me your drinks instead.” Your voice is calm, delivered with your usual dryness but mixed in with severe undertones of ‘drop it, you assholes’, but that sure as hell didn’t stop them.

“You can’t get him out of your mind for a second! Even your plans to screw us over involve him!” At this point, you swore you could feel your blood pressure rise.

You realize that Kugisaki is crass and blunt, and you’re willing to accept that, but you really can’t accept her lack of awareness.

It was really too much at this point.

You clench your teeth, knowing now that you’re completely screwed. The second-years weren’t dense, and you knew they’d already be somewhat suspicious at the first comment, but those two Neanderthals just put the final nail in the coffin.

“What’s going on?” You hear Maki ask, looking between you and the other two, slightly cowering at the pure aura of anger now surrounding your form.

Silence fills the area, with the first years not knowing what to say, and second years standing there in basically complete confusion.

And then it happened.

“[Name]’s in love with Fushiguro!” Kugisaki blurts out, and your jaw drops to the floor. Immediately all eyes were on you, causing your already there blush to burn ever redder across your cheeks, giving everyone the confirmation that it was indeed true.

To some extent.

“Wha-what?! I am not! I-I never said-“ You continue to stutter and cut yourself off, the stares of the first and second years being a little too much. You bury your face in your hands as you hope and pray that the world swallows you whole.

No such thing occurred.

“Well, To be fair, [Name] said that she liked him, not loved him.” Itadori, of all people, is the one who comes to your rescue.

Well, kind of.

You snap your head up at his words. “O-oi!“

You go unnoticed by the two loudmouths, who were getting sucked into their own argument.

“Hah? Are you stupid? Of course she loves him. She talks about him all the time, and told me that she even wanted to get screwed by-“

“I never said any of that!” You felt like you wanted to pull your own hair out at this point, stomping your foot like a child and cutting Kugisaki off. Your little outburst manages to snap them out of it.

But you just couldn’t seem to catch a break.

“Is this even new information?” Maki’s words hit you like a freight train, whipping around to look at the now unimpressed second-years.

“Wh-what?”

“I mean, even if you didn’t say anything, it’s pretty damn obvious that you like him.” You swore you could feel your heart stop.

“That-That’s not true! I’ve never shown my feelings for him.” You’re quick to defend yourself, not hearing your own words.

“So you do like him?” You hear Itadori pipe in, making you jump. You don’t even have any time to smack him until Panda decides to add his fifty cents.

“Regardless of whether she’ll admit it, she does. Whenever he’s training, she’ll stare at him so hard you can practically see hearts in her eyes. I’m surprised you guys didn’t know until now.” You know what, you’ll retract your previous statement. Now you want the ground to swallow you whole.

“Can all of you shut up?! I do not stare at him!” You yell, trying to keep the last shred of dignity you have intact, only for it to be completely shattered by the disbelieving eyes of your classmates.

“Bonito flakes.” It’s the tired tone of your upperclassmen that manages to finally push you over the edge.

“Okay, okay, fine!” You snap, the redness running across your cheeks removing any seriousness or intensity you wanted to have. The only thing you’re met with is indifference and amusement as your classmates watch you.

“Believe what you will, whether it’s true or not is irrelevant.” You say through clenched teeth, ignoring Maki’s eye roll and Kugisaki’s scoff. “But just keep this ridiculous theory to yourselves.” You weren’t really talking to the second years at this point, but the only people dumb enough to tell Fushiguro and effectively ruin your life.

You stare down Itadori and Kugisaki. With them looking at each other and then at you. “I don’t care what it is I’ll have to do, but you two are as good as dead if you tell Fushiguro anything.” You hiss, too angry to notice that their eyes are now not looking at you, but behind you.

“Tell me what?”

The voice makes your heart drop all the way down to your feet.

You whip around to an extremely suspicious-looking Fushiguro holding a small bag of drinks. He looked extremely confused, but not awkward. He didn’t hear anything.

You silently thanked all the Gods you could think of. But you weren’t off the hook just yet.

He started to look to the others, searching for someone to fill him in, but they didn’t give him a coherent answer, purposefully avoiding eye contact and mumbling to themselves.

Some friends they are. You make a mental note to curse them out later.

You needed to come up with a reasonable excuse, and quick. Because the more time you let him think on this, the harder it’ll be for him to believe anything half decent.

But being the presence of your crush, (Yeah, you weren’t going to deny it anymore.) your mind draws a fat blank and you just end up dumbly opening and closing your mouth like a gaping fish.

The seconds are agonizingly slow, and the silence among the group is soul-crushingly loud. You knew it must’ve been extremely hard to watch. And maybe it was because it was hard to watch, or she was bored, that Maki decided to help dig you out of the hole you fell into.

More like pushed into and buried, but you digress.

“She was just embarrassed that she lost to me so many times during training. She doesn’t want you to think less of her.” Her tone is light and casual, and you’re almost scared of how convincingly good your senpai sounds. You see the others follow her lead, nodding and adding small agreements. You catch on quickly.

“Uh… yeah, that’s it. I was just a little embarrassed.” You add on, avoiding looking at him so he couldn’t see the redness on your cheeks that you couldn’t seem to get rid of. He raises a brow, and your heart beats faster as you watch him process your excuse. You feel your blood pulse through your ears as you wait for his response.

“Well, Maki-senpai is a formidable opponent and she does push people a little hard.” You hear Maki let out a scoff, but you pay no mind to it. “Plus, you just started training recently. I wouldn’t be too upset about losing to her.” He finishes. You could tell by his face that he wanted to add more, but decided to keep it to himself.

You’d take that any day.

You laugh, trying to edge out the awkwardness and nervousness in your voice before speaking. “Yeah, you’re right. It sounds stupid now. I’d appreciate it if we just forgot about this.” You rub the sides of your arms, still avoiding looking him in the eye.

“Alright. Here.” You hear his bag rustle and it causes you to look up at him. After a couple of seconds, he pulls out your favourite drink. You show your confusion. You didn’t ask him for a drink.

Seeing your expression, he explains himself. “I always see you get this one. Figured you’d want it.” He hands it to you before giving everyone else the drink they requested, acting like five minutes ago never happened. Rowdiness of the group returning to homeostasis.

You stare at the drink with the dumbest smile on your face, not being able to hide it.

You chose to ignore the looks of your classmates.

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By His Command

Kirei: So uhm...Inumaki has been on my brain heavily. So This was the product.

CW: oral (fem receiving), consensual usage of cursed speech, fingering

Wc: 687

NSFW under the Cut.

tagging: @planetonet

Inumaki was usually such a patient boyfriend. It took me a minute to understand his way of speaking until I learned sign language to make our communication easier. But when it came to sex, I quickly learned just how wild and feral he could really be.

“Toge...” I whined, my hands tangled in his short silver hair as his head was buried between my thighs, tongue lapping at my folds with such ferocity that it was leaving me utterly breathless. “Please, slow down, M’gonna cum if you don’t.” I let out a choked gasp when his reply was to shove two fingers deep into my cunt, scissoring them and stetching me out as his tongue moved to my swollen clit. I pulled at his hair as I began to squirm away from him, the torturous feeling of his wet stripes becoming too much for my sensitive body. ”s’too much, Toge.”

Inumaki dug his fingers into her hips, pulling her back to his awaiting tongue. “Okaka...” he mumbled against her, a bit annoyed that she was trying to deny him of his treat. His fingers moved in and out at a faster pace as his flicked his tongue over her clit, the feeling of her hands in his hair spurning him on. This was his cunt and who was she to deny him. He yanked her back onto his tongue when she pulled away again. Finally fed up with her squirming, he looked up at her with hard, violet eyes. “Ugokanai.”

My body froze when I heard that singular phrase. Toge and I have had already came to an agreement that he could use his cursed speech on me during sex, but it always surprised me when he did. I was literally at his mercy until he either released me or passed out. I let out a mewling moan when his tongue returned to my clit, his lip closing over it and sucking hard. I wanted to thrash about so badly, to buck away from his tongue, but couldn’t. My body was no longer under my control.

He licked up and down her slit, curling his tongue in and out, gathering as much of her sweet slick as he could on his taste buds. He adored her taste so much, Toge could spend hours between her thighs with his tongue buried in her folds. “Shake.” he hummed as he used his fingers to spread her lips even further open to delve his tongue even deeper. God, she was so sweet on his tongue. He could eat her and hear her sweet moans forever. “Ōgoe.”

I automatically opened my mouth and moaned even louder for him as he pushed three fingers deep inside my aching cunt. It was too much. I needed a break. I had already had three orgasms before this. “Toge, please?” I begged. “I need to cum. Please let me cum.” Since he had given me the command to not move, I could even make a move to have an orgasm, I was frozen in this position until he said so. I prayed he would take pity on my poor abused body.

Inumaki pulled back, his tongue drawing lazy lines over her swollen lips as a line of saliva still connected it to her cunt. He looked at her and saw the pained expression in her eyes, she really did want to cum. It warmed his heart to know that he brought her so much pleasure. His violet eyes were soft as he returned to her dripping pussy, “Iku.”

On command with his words, my back arched off the bed as my climax hit me hard. It rushed out of me in a hot stream of liquid that dripped down Toge’s face as he greedily lapped it all up, not wanting to waste a single drop. Once I came down from my high, Toge looked at me with pleased eyes as I reached for him to pull him up for a kiss. “I love you so much Toge.”

He nodded, a happy pleased smile on his lips as he signed out that he loved me too.

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