everyone started to pour out once they were dismissed with a homework assignment and a promise of a test in the upcoming week. they left the classroom one after another with complaints and groans. of course, you took your sweet time packing up your supplies such your notebook filled with nothing but doodles of your terribly sexy professor. you could feel his eyes on you as you packed your things at a slow pace while you hummed a random song. especially with the proximity since you always made sure to sit front and center. you waltz up to him with an all-too-innocent grin on your face as he sits at his desk with a blank face.

"sooo about that test next week," you coo, putting both hands on his desk smoothly and leaning. "any chance you want to put an A in the gradebook for me? i reallyyy need to pass this class."

sukuna did his best to ignore your position and how low cut your top was, especially with how they were practically in his face by now. "you haven't even taken it yet," he manages to cough out. "besides, it sounds like you're suggesting academic misconduct."

"im not suggesting anything, sir," your chirp proudly, going around his table to stand face to face with him. "i'm telling you to put in an A for my because i won't be in class to take it."

sukuna leans back in his chair, legs spread showing off the bulge in his slacks. "and what makes you think i would do such a thing?"

you step closer into his space until you're standing in between his legs. you drag a perfectly manicured fingernail across his chest, "because i know i can give you an A+ performance in another way."

in less than a minute, you find yourself bent over on his desk; grades and papers all but forgotten. he lifts up the skirt, which you wore just for this occasion, to reveal pink lace that matches his hair almost too perfectly. sukuna keeps one hand on your back, keeping you in an arch as his free hand pulls your panties to the side. you whine at his fingers touching your skin, eliciting a chuckle from him.

"seems like you really might need that A," he tells you as he undoes his slacks. "gonna go dumb on this dick?"

you nod your head before you whimper at the feeling of his nudging against your whole. he teases you, pushing only to head of it before pulling it out. this continues until you're begging him to fuck you. by the grace of whatever, he finally slams it all in. he's quick to put a hand over your mouth to muffle your moans as he picks up his pace, fucking you impossibly harder. you continue to moan and cry into his hand as his cock repeatedly hits that spot that makes you see stars.

eventually, you can barely hold yourself up and sukuna is forced to hold you up by your hips, not once stopping his brutal pace.

"my dumb girl can't even stand on her own two legs, huh?" your cries almost echo in the lecture room now that his hand is no longer muffling you. that earns you a hard spank as sukuna clicks his tongue. "not too loud while we're in here. you want the whole campus to hear you slut yourself out or something? keep quiet or i stop."

you don't trust yourself to keep completely quiet so you're forced to now use your hand to cover your mouth, knowing that he would follow through with his word and stop this whole thing if you were too loud.

his pace ultimately falters ever so slightly, telling you that he was close in addition to how his groans got louder and the grip on your hips was now almost bruising. he leans over your body, engulfing your figure as he plows into you even harder. "you gonna make a mess on me? go ahead— work for that grade, sweetheart. show your prof how good you can be when you aren't running your fucking mouth."

you finish with a stifled cry when his thrusts don't stop and only seem to get harder. he follows soon after and finishes with one final thrust before you feel it pour out an drip down your legs. when he takes you to his home later that day to finish what you started, you really hope he doesn't look in the gradebook later. because he would see nothing but 90s and A's on your profile. you didn't mean to lie about needing extra credit! it's not your fault your professor is tall, tatted, and fine as fuck!

CYBERGIRL, YOU HACKED MY MIND!

₊˚⊹⋆ sneak peak ! you are a popular streamer loved by many but especially by streamers @sxeyesato and @crsdsugu. constantly in ur inbox and chat asking to collab ^^ u don't realize that they're fighting over you, thinking that they're merely flirty friends.. whoops!

gojo taglist!! @cttelina @bunbun812 @kriitee @sailormarsinanotherlife @icebearcucumber @duckie3801 @alebrasil0101 @blogster-b33 @miaszt @thegirlulike geto taglist!! @cttelina @sailormarsinanotherlife @duckie3801 @alebrasil0101 @blogster-b33 @@thegirlulike sneakpeak taglist!! @alieneatingdoritos78 @spencerreidsproblem @w0undf0ck3r @aiz-00 @dollienanaaa

twitch.tv/twitch.tv/cybergxrl/Q&A-BUT-WITH-A-TWIST live now!

"okay guys welcome back to another stream! as you can tell from the title, this is gonna be a q&a stream but we're gonna make it a little more fun," you giggle as you quickly pull a bottle of alcohol into stream and remove it from frame just as fast. "so the rules are: chat can ask me anything—just don't be a weirdo— but if i don't want to answer it, i have to take a shot," you mouth the last word, not wanting to get demonetized. "but if you send the cheer text-to-speech, i have to answer the question as long as its not too freaky. fair warning, i start talking alot when i get tipsy so it won't be too hard to get things out of me."

the first cheer comes quicker than you thought.

@ sxeyesato cheered! x 1000 are you single and ready to mingle?

the chat errupts into chaos; sure, you were a pretty big name in streaming but not quite on par with gojo satoru. the two of you have chatted a couple times and he's commented on a few of your posts, but this was the first time he was in your stream (or so you think).

and of course, you've seen the edits and the twitter threads. ever since you started streaming and gojo took an interest in you, the internet was practically flooded with the two of you. and if it wasn't you and gojo, it was you and geto, but that's a story for a little later.

"woah satoru," you say in suprise. "wasn't expecting to see you here so early! but im not ready to drink just yet, so yes, i am single."

@ crsdsugu cheered! x1000 are you free this saturday?

you laugh to yourself, it seems the two always came in a pair. there wasn't one without the other for too long. similar to gojo, you were also familiar with the name suguru geto. you've seen some of his clips (though mainly some edits of him) but have yet to actually speak to the man,

"are you asking me or satoru?"

@ reigenssalt : girl dont play dumb. yk hes asking you @ dimpledefender : computah… @ hanazawaaa : tsk tsk the greed they talk abt in the bible

"chat calm it down, we've barely started! but yes, i'm free this saturday if you are talking to me, geto."

@ crsdsugu cheered! x1000 how do you feel about italian food?

"i love all food but i could actually mess up some pasta," you admitted, mouth watering at just the idea of a delicious plate of pasta right now.

@ sxeyesato : can you like mind your business suguru lmfao @ crsdsugu : eat my dick satoru

this little routine goes on for a little longer. thankfully the two of them don't completely hog all of your attention and let some other people ask some questions. but regardless, the two of them were persistent in knowing almost everything about you.

gojo even got desperate and started asking you how you feel if you had kids with blue eyes.

@ crsdsugu : desperate asf #embarassing @ sxeyesato : as if u didn't ask her 'do u like guys w long hair' #whipped

not even thirty minutes into your stream and your mods had to ban the both of them for spamming and vulgar language. your chat errupted in protest but you told them rules were rules.

you shrug as you read some of the chatters complaining about them getting banned. "i'm sorry guys but it's not like i'm asking alot from you. all i ask is not too much vulgar language and no spamming. take it up with my mods."m

in your next stream, you through all your unban requests, two of them being from gojo and geto.

"alright next!" you say. you hit the next button and lo-and-behold, there was the unban request sent from none other than satoru gojo. the message read "please unban me sweetheart :( i didn't mean to use potty words in your chat and spam.. you're mods r so strict, you run a tight program but i like that ;)"

"i honestly might make your ban sentence longer for that message im not gonna lie to you."

@ mobsbarber : bro check out his stream rn. he's crying @ joebartslover : im crine he NEEDS to be unbanned lol

just like your chat said, gojo was watching you go through your unban requests and practically started having a mental breakdown when you were joking about not unbanning him.

twitch.tv/twitch.tv/cybergxrl/SUPER-AWESOME-SUPER-SCARY-GAMEPLAY-FT TWO-SPECIAL-GUESTS live now!

" 'yn's feet lover' with the five gifted," you say, catching yourself laughing at the tag. "thank you for the five— i love the name by the way, very creative guys." your eyes skim over the chat as you take a sip of your drink, getting situated in your chair as you watch the views pile up and the chat burst to life. you started streaming on twitch on a whim a couple months back, thinking nothing would come out of it. in all honesty, you only did it to vlog and make a collection of memories. turns out, people really liked hearing you talk to a camera and clip-farm for edits.

you wait for everyone to pour in as you read the chatters.

@ sailormarz : waaaiiit i like this cam setup @ linalina : who r the special guests? @ caseohsfridge : if the guests r who i think they are…

"alright chat, now that a good majority of you guys are here, let's get started! today we're gonna be playing the horror game 'obey the voice'. i mentioned it on my last stream but i also mentioned how it would be a collab. so everyone give it up for 'six eyes satoru' and 'cursed suguru'!" you freeze in place just as gojo and geto walk into frame and take a seat on either side of you. you mutter a countdown from three and on one, all three of you slightly jumped it your seats, making it look like you fell there. well, sorta?

"when we edit that for youtube, it'll look a lot better, i promise," gojo laughs as he gets comfortable in his char.

"'we'?" geto raises a brow. "don't act like you're gonna help edit."

"like you're gonna edit either?"

"i have a paid editor why would i do that?"

"uh isn't this going on my channel?" you ask.

"you can have my editor," geto offers with a kind smile.

"you don't want his, take mine! super quick and amazing effects," gojo counters.

"i don't want either of your editors," you deny before quickly adding on, "no offense! but i love my editor, she's the best. now, onto the actual gameplay!"

at the beginning of the game, you are guided by a voice who tells you the instructions and rules of the game.

"wait why is the voice kinda-"

the two men sitting on either side of you look at you in pure judgement.

"i'm so glad we all die one die," geto says in relief.

"dude it's a normal ass voice. let me drop my asmr channel."

"no one wants your asmr channel, satoru."

the three of you then decide to take turns on the controls. first up was gojo. the first task of the game was hide and seek. the objective of the game was to enter the house and find the entity within the alotted time. seemed easy enough had it not been for the fact that gojo could not listen to directions for the life of him.

"you already checked that room, go upstairs," geto instructs.

"where are the stairs?"

"on your left!" you exclaim, getting nervous now that you were running out of time. only for gojo to turn the opposite direction and go the wrong way.

"clutch or kick, man."

@ linalina cheered! x 500 pro streamer doesnt know lefts from rights

"yo mods ban that person!" gojo says, offended by the chatter.

"my mods aren't gonna listen to you," you laugh.

the rest of the bits of the game go rather smoothly. the three of you work together during the game and also get jumpscared together. well, mainly you and gojo but geto will jump a little bit. but it's usually gojo who screams the loudest. you've also noticed that during some parts, gojo would tend to lean closer to you when anticipating a jumpscare. while geto on the other hand would always rub your hand or shoulder after a jumpscare in an attempt to comfort you.

you brushed all of this off thinking it was just them being friendly. it wasn't in until a little later on that you started to take notice of these things under a different lens.

ever since your first collab with satoru and suguru, you climbed even higher in the rankings of top streamers. as your name became more known, it wasn't uncommon to see a majority of your famous clips have something to do with either satoru or suguru or sometimes, even both!

for instance, twitter had a field day with a certain clip of you and suguru doing the challenged where you were handcuffed to each other for twenty-four hours. using the hand that was cuffed to yours, he spins you around a couple times before pulling you close and dipping you as if you were dancing together.

you couldn't count the amount of edits you saw on tiktok using just that one clip. and sure, maybe you were stirring the pot a little for commenting on a couple "this is so cute!". it wasn't your fault, the edit was cute!

or the other clip with you and satoru where you baked a cake and put your "hear-me-outs" on it. and gojo's final hear-me-out was a printed picture of you.

"i know this one's not really a hear-me-out," he said. "more like a hold-me-back." for a good few weeks, the edits of him were unsufferable. until people used the clip as an intro to edit you. now those were the edits you reposted.

you were so dense to their obvious flirting that your chat always found a way to bring it up.

@ shigeyomama : are we ever gonna discuss the allegations

"allegations?" you repeat in confusion. "what allegations? am i getting cancelled? doesn't this mean i made it as a streamer?"

@ shigeyomama : no girl the allegations between u and gojo and geto

"and what does that mean?"

@ silverdimple : shake your head and lmk if u hear rocks @ terukishair : you wouldnt know a love triangle if it slapped u in the face @ tomesufo : u should make them compete for your love or smth lmao

now that last one caught your eye. you hum to yourself in thought and shrug your shoulders, telling your chat the same old thing.

"you guys are looking into it too much, we're just friends!"

funny, since the next stream you have scheduled would say otherwise.

twitch.tv/twitch.tv/cybergxrl/SUBATHON-DECIDES-MY-LOVE-LIFE come back soon to watch this live!

WOOOO FINALLY this has been in my drafts for too long but i had to lock in and post smth for the first time in forever.... im so sorry guys im lowk nervy asf for college and had to get some stuff turned in before the sem starts T^T HOPE U ENJOYED

part one!! part two!! you let out a sigh of relief when you return and sukuna is nowhere to be found. in your eyes, it was the least he could do after all that he put you through. but of course, he couldn't leave you completely alone. in the morning, your phone was lighting up with notifications from sukuna from other apps. the bastard even tried messaging you on spotify for god's sake. you didn't bother answering to any of them, blocking him on any app you could think of. you don't hear from him anymore and honestly, it brings a different kind of peace to your soul.

for the next few weeks, you take yourself completely off the 'dating scene'. after removing any old posts or stories of sukuna, you detach from social media as much as you can and take the time to focus on yourself. in all the time you spent dating sukuna— if you could even call it that— you were almost always focused on him. it was draining in a way you didn't even know was possible. so now that you had all this time to yourself, you were forever grateful. it was almost odd how full your soul was when no one else was occupying a space in your heart.

just when there was a calm in your life, of course, something would try to squeeze in.

so that is how you found yourself sharing a coffee with toji the next morning.

"y'know i don't know why you feel bad," you admit, taking a sip from your cup.

toji shrugs, "i told you, i felt like i wasn't fair to either of you. im not just sukuna's friend but i know i made it seem like that."

you shake your head, "i didn't feel that way, toji; you were always there to drag him out of my place anyways."

that earns a little laugh from him but you can tell it doesn't do much for the heaviness in his chest, for the guilt he was feeling for whatever reason. "still, wouldn't even be in that situation if i just socked him in the face to begin with."

"you can beat him up all you like, he would still be himself and that has nothing to do with you. at the end of the day, i don't want to have any bad blood between any of us."

you don't know how long you stay at that coffee shop with toji before the two of you decide to go into town. it wasn't the first time you've hung out with toji one-on-one, but it has been a while. the last time you did, sukuna turned it into a big fight. so while you remained friends with toji, you haven't gotten the chance to go out like this with him. nevertheless, it all feels like second nature. he walks into shops with you and waits patiently while you look for items, even if he didn't want to buy anything. at some point, the two of you past a floral shop and toji drags you inside. you walk out with a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

"you were staring at them," toji explains easily.

by the end of the hangout, toji dropped you off at your dorm with a bouquet of flowers along with a couple shopping bags, none of which you paid for courtesy of toji once again.

"why are you doing this, toji?" you ask him. "do you pity me or something?"

"i don't pity you, yn."

"then what is it?" before he even gets to open his mouth to spout the next bullshit excuse, you beat him to the punch. "and don't say it's because you feel bad about the whole thing, i know it's more than that."

toji sighs and takes a moment before he builds the courage to answer you. "i just— i guess i wanted to prove that not every guy would treat you like sukuna."

you speak before you even knew where the confidence was coming from."i knew that already. so if its not out of pity, i think you were trying to prove that you could treat me better than him."

toji maintains your gaze, "and what's so wrong with that?"

you shake your head softly, "nothing, that's the point. i'm sorry toji but i just can't see myself getting into something romantic right now. i want to focus on myself before trying to love someone else."

"i'm not asking you to love me," toji corrects. "i'm not asking anything from you actually, i just wanted to show you that you don't have to be alone if you don't want to. i'm not rushing you but i am gonna wait."

and wait he did. you never felt rushed with toji, he was similar to a shadow that you knew was there but never bothered you. he came when you needed him and left when you wanted him to. slowly but surely, you started to fall for him as well.

you explained to him how you were wary of this whole thing, but he reasurred you and explained that he's liked you for a while. "don't be forced into this, yn," toji tells you. "i'm not gonna combust just because you don't want this, do whatever you want for yourself. don't worry about anyone else." his words and his actions tell you that he's genuine. but he doesn't blame you for wanting to take things slow.

it felt easier than it ever felt with sukuna because for once, you were the one in control. toji reminded you that you were a prize to be a won, not some booty call. it was some time before you made it official with toji, but the two of you decided to keep the relationship as low-key as possible. afterall, it was for you two, not for the approval of others.

thinking about going on a date with sukuna and getting drinks. it should be assumed that the towering man with tattoos head to toe and a mean mug will chug the beer right?

"one frozen strawberry margarita and one large draft modelo, please," you tell the server. she writes it in her notebook and leaves with a smile and a promise to return with the drinks. when she does return with the drinks in hand, she places the margarita in front of you and the beer in front of sukuna. you and sukuna look at each other but sukuna does a much better job of hiding his grin. to save the girl from the possible embarrassment, the two of you order your entrees and wait until she leaves. once she is out of sight, the two of you switch drinks in perfect sync.

after all, it wasn't the first time this happened whenever the two of you went out. who would have thought that sukuna—the personification of scary dog privileges—would enjoy a fruity slush drink over a nice, ice-cold beer?

sure, he could hold his alcohol just as well as the next person, if not better, and before the two of you got together, he was a beer man through and through. he never thought he would see the day where he would prefer a nice pinacolada over a bottle of corona. that doesn't change the fact that the two of you would still do shots together and whatnot. but for some reason, sukuna found it so refreshing to have a margarita instead of a draft beer.

"god forbid a man doesn't want to drink beer for the rest of his life," sukuna complains to you when you poke fun at him for sipping on his margarita.

"oh im sorry, diva," you respond sarcastically. "do you want a cosmo after you finish that?"

"i could still out drink you, woman."

"in margaritas, sure. you've gotten me beat there."

the two of you continue to bicker and just when your server comes back into view, you switch drinks once more flawlessly. making it seem as if sukuna did indeed chug the beer. as an added effect, you take a little sip of the margarita as well. your server puts down the drinks and asks if the two of you need any refills.

"can i have another margarita?" sukuna says. the young girl's face says it all before sukuna quickly adds on, "for my wife, of course."

"and another beer for you, sir?"

sukuna looks at you and watches as you nod your head eagerly. he sighs, "sure, why not. thanks, kid."

once again, a margarita is placed in front of you as your beer sits in front of sukuna. it isn't until the two of you pay and leave that it's revealed who truly drinks what. your server waves you goodbye and wishes you a good day before turning to look at the table and realizing that the beers belonged to you while your rather terrifying husband had three margaritas.

but, unfortunately, no one would ever believe her. i mean, there's no way a man like ryomen sukuna would ever enjoy fruity margaritas... right?

hi anon! im so sorry this is late... i lowk gave up on that series but here's a mini snippet i was working on before T^T

"where the hell is sukuna?" you mutter to yourself. in all the time you have employed him, he has rarely ever been late. and even then, he's never been more than ten minutes late. thirty minutes have now passed from the time sukuna was meant to be at your place. thankfully you weren't missing anything too important but still! the asshole wouldn't even answer his phone.

so when he does arrive at your place another ten minutes later, you almost throw your heels at his face. his face covered in… porridge?

"oh my days.. what happened to you? did you pick a fight in the nursing home or something?"

sukuna is practically heaving; you wouldn't be surprised if he had ran the whole way to your place by the looks of him.

"my kid brothers were throwing a fit today," sukuna groans as he wipes the stains off his uniform in a futile effort.

"so they threw oatmeal at you— wait, you have brothers?!"

sukuna looks at you as if you just asked him if he had both ears. "well yeah, two of them."

"and you never thought to tell me? in all the time you've worked for me!"

sukuna doesn't even know how you managed to drag him back to his house. you went under the excuse that he needed to change out of clothes. despite the fact that you have plenty extra uniforms for him at your place. upon arrival at sukuna's house, you take a mental note of how.. well, homey it looked. it was definiately much smaller than your place but you could tell it held more character and soul.

before sukuna pushes the door open, he offers you a warning. "don't expect too much, and don't entertain the brats for too long. they're like parasites, they'll latch on to you if you show too much affection."

and with that, sukuna opens the door only for a pillow to be thrown at his face.

"intruder!"

"it's me, idiot!"

"liar! our big brother is meaner and said he wouldn't be back until later!"

you peer around sukuna's figure to see a miniature sukuna standing a few feet away, holding another pillow and preparing to fire it. he seems to have seen you as well and gets even more fired up. "see! my big brother doesn't hang around pretty girls! he scares them off-"

the poor boy is cut off by sukuna throwing the first pillow at his face. the pillow lands hard enough to force the boy onto the ground.

sukuna lets you in and introduces you to boy, who's name is yuji. sukuna's mini twin refuses to let go of the pillow, holding onto it as a knight grasps his lance. "so did he kidnap you or something, miss?"

"actually it's probably the other way around," you laugh.

yuji looks at you as if you've grown three more heads. "but why would you want him?"

"he's pretty scary so he was perfect!"

"i think there's something wrong with you, miss."

"maybe," you agree with a shrug.

unbeknownst to you, sukuna watches the interaction and the way you talk to his little brother as if you were already friends. it wasn't a shock for his brother to be chatty with a stranger and now that he thinks of it, he really shouldn't put it below you to befriend kids that are barely in the double digits. you practically have the same iq points as yuji anyways.

"don't bother her too much yuji," sukuna says to his younger brother, "sit on the couch, i gotta change. yuji, where's choso?"

"he went to get us snacks from across the street."

"with what money?"

"you left your wallet on the counter."

you hear sukuna mutter some profanities under his breath before he disappears down the hall. you chuckle a little bit then direct your attention back to the little boy in front of you.

"your name is yn, right?" yuji asks. "he talks about you alot, calls you his boss."

the two of you move to the couch a you answer him, "well i am the one paying him so it's nice to hear he at least calls me boss to other people. not like he ever calls me that to my face."

"you're super famous too, aren't you?"

"sorta? i'm in some movies but i think you're a little too young for a few of them."

"sukuna lets me and choso watch game of thrones with him. are you in that?"

"game of thrones?" you repeat. "how old are you?"

"i'm 8."

"and you're brother, choso?"

"he's 11."

in this moment, you consider cutting sukuna's paycheck a little by having such young boys watch such explicit media. as if he was summoned, the door opens to reveal another young boy with black hair put into two messy ponytails. he closes the door behind him with his foot since his hands were full of paper bags filled with who knows what.

"hey cho! this is boss lady! she wasn't in game of thrones," yuji introduces.

way to rub it in, you can't help but think to yourself. you wave to the boy but he seems a little more shy than yuji. you hear him mutter a small greeting before he goes to the kitchen and puts the paper bags on the counter. a few moments later, he returns with some snacks and a small carton of flavored milk.

"we're told to offer drinks to guests," choso mumbles.

you thank him for the treat as yuji speaks up. "but you're the first lady guest we've gotten! you must be pretty special to our big brother, huh miss boss lady?"

"uhm well—"

" i thought i told you not to bug her." sukuna emerges from the hallway, in a clean uniform this time.

"we weren't!"

"sure, you weren't," sukuna rolls his eyes before he directs his attention to you. "ready to go?"

"just waiting on you." you stand from the couch and ruffle yuji's hair as you thank choso once more. "bye boys, it was nice meeting you!"

"nice meeting you too!" they both repeat, though yuji much louder than choso. "you should bring her around more."

"fat chance, don't eat all the food and quit stealing money from my wallet."

choso speaks up, "maybe don't leave your wallet next time."

"shut it," sukuna says flicking choso's forehead and then yuji's just because. "don't call unless you're actively dying, alright." the boys wave goodbye as you and sukuna leave and head back to the car. "y'know, i can totally see you being that kind of big brother."

"what's that supposed to mean?"

"its just— y'know? you have adorable kid brothers and you're this super grumpy older brother. fits your vibe."

"yeah well it's the last time you're seeing them. brats wouldn't shut up about me bringing you over," sukuna sighs.

"oh yeah? you talk about me a lot at home?" you grin teasingly.

"of course i do." sukuna's blunt response takes you by shock until he continues. "i gotta rant to someone about how annoying my boss is."

oh he's getting that pay-cut for sure now.

taglist - @cttelina @bunbun812 @oksukuna @kriitee @bleepybl00p @sailormarsinanotherlife @sushikuna @icebearcucumber @cheacheasstuff @duckie3801 @alebrasil0101 @blogster-b33 @miaszt

the one with the beach episode!

sneak peak ! when a beach trip turns into a challenge; who can find out your phobia? gojo has seen you brave a shark cage and jump out of a plane without so much of an ounce of fear. so imagine his surprise when he found out you were scared of thunder. 

rina says ! if this plot sounds familiar its bc i rewatched ohshc >.< also double posting?? why am i such a boss taglist ! @cttelina @bunbun812 @kriitee @sailormarsinanotherlife @icebearcucumber @duckie3801 @alebrasil0101 @blogster-b33 @miaszt

gojo regrets posing the challenge to the group. it was a well known fact in the group that you had balls of vibranium forged in hell fire. but when gojo pulls out his black card and tells everyone, "first person to figure out yn's fear gets 24 hours with my card", it was hard to resist. well, hard to resit for everyone without a moral compass. aka everyone but shoko, utahime, and nanami.

for everyone else, you were fair game!

HOW TO PRETEND PART TWO !!

₊˚⊹ᰔ sneak peak ! a collection of texts and small scenes with choso!! continuation of the fic here :3

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"here ya go! thanks for your order," you say as you hand a wrapped pink box to the girl in front of you. she's one of your more recent regulars, but she was pretty nice and her order was always simple enough. just a pack of mond slim cigarettes in strawberry and a couple joints.

she takes the box from you with a smile, giving you the cash in exchange. "y'know, you're much better than my last guy," she says. "he always overcharged me and his stuff wasn't half as cute as yours."

"aw well thanks!" you say sheepily. "who was your last guy?"

"choso kamo? not sure if you've heard of him," she shrugs. "he used to be one of the bigger names on campus for dealers, but it seems you've taken his spotlight sweetheart."

you hum to yourself, "well isn't that something.."

from that day, you and choso worked together. you were very adamant about keeping your signature pink supplies and choso wasn't going to argue with you. he lets you make everything as cute as you want while he deals with the deals and drop offs.

some of the customers you both get were assholes, you both knew that. unfortunately, they were often the ones that bought the most and thus paid the most. hence why choso chose to deal with them. but sometimes, he lets you come with him on drop offs since you claimed you didn't want him to get lonely!

as you use the spare to open the door to choso's appointment, you can't help but wonder the reason as to why choso gave you the spare to begin with. sure, you guys were official business partners now and whatnot but why give you a spare to his place?

as of recently, the trips to his place became less and less 'business' related. it went from prepping product together to simply being around one another. he would invite you over just to watch a movie and sometimes, you would even end up staying the night because you fell asleep. so you couldn't help but wonder whether or not the two of you were crossing the line of professionalism. you shake the thoughts from your head as you push open the door and let yourself in.

choso sits on the couch in his living room— none of the big lights are on per usual since he says it gives him a raging headache. he sticks to his lamps and ambient lighting to illuminate his place. whenever the two of you would have this impromtu smoke sessions together, he would already have the tv on to a show you like along with snacks and drinks on the table.

he looks over his shoulder to greet you with a lazy grin. "about time, sweetheart," he jokes. he pats the spot on his couch next with his free hand, the other holding the grinder you added stickers to.

you wave to him as you close the door behind you. you plop down on your designated spot on the couch criss-crossed and you pull a my melody plush into your lap. it was an inside joke that started with the two of you a while ago; he had taken you to an arcade, claiming it was a business venture. instead, you spend thirty minutes with him at just the claw machines as he tries to win you a badtz-maru plush.

"he kinda reminds me of you," you chuckled as you pointed to the plush behind the glass of the claw machine. your words seem to set off some kind of switch in choso's head as he takes out the game card and marches over to it with you on his arm.

after dozens of failed attempts, the grumpy penguin plush is finally in your arms. choso doesn't even want to think about the amount of money he spent at this one claw machine but one look at your giddy face made it all worth it for him.

the two of you walk past another claw machine and choso then mentions how you remind him of my melody. so of course, now it was your turn to win the claw machine.

"watch and learn, cho," you said, exageratingly cracking your knuckles in preparation. "this is how it's done."

choso nearly walks out when you get the plush on the first try.

and since then, my melody remains at choso's place and badtz-maru sleeps comfortably on your bed.

but it's times like these where choso kind of regrets getting you the plush. the way you keep it in your lap makes him embarassingly and ridiculously jealous. but barely an hour into smoking together, choso forgets about his jealousy as you giggles fill the air of living room. ever since he found out you were a giggly, touchy high, he has done everything in his power to smoke with you. just when he thought you couldn't get cuter.

the knock on your door comes earlier than you expected. it makes you laugh every time because even though choso also has a spare key to your place, he always makes it a point to knock before entering.

you wait for him on your bed, trusting that he knew where to go by now. right on time, choso knocks on your bedroom door and waits for you to call out to him to open the door.

"how's my favorite girl doing?" he asks. choso puts the bag of drinks on the floor next to your bed and moves toward your closet. ever since he started coming to your place, you have established the rule that if he wants to sit on your bed, he would have to change out of his 'outside clothes'. so now, choso would keep a few clothes at your place whenever he would stay over.

it seems like second nature to choso now— the way you have molded yourself to be a part of his life without even trying.

"y'know you didn't have to come," you tell him as you lean back in your bed. "i feel bad making you ditch your parties like that."

choso responds to you as he strips his shirt. "i told you already, i much prefer being with you than taking shots with gojo and them."

even as he was speaking to you, you couldn't help but get distracted at his figure. it wasn't the first time you've seen him with his shirt off but it was a sight that never got old. you almost groaned in annoyance when he put a clean pj top on. choso notices and a smirk finds its way onto his face. he changes out of his jeans and puts on a pair of sweats before he lays down on his back next to you.

"you're getting terribly comfy and we haven't even started," you joke.

"you're way to easy to be around, sweetheart," choso tells you genuinely. "makes me clam and shit or whatever."

you laugh at him as you pack your grinder. "well don't fall asleep on me yet; i invited you over so you could roll for me."

"wow, so you're just using me, huh?"

"oh please, we both know you wouldn't mind that." you don't know what made you say that and you regret the words once you see the look on his face. but the shock quickly melts into something coy.

you clear your throat and quickly change the topic. this wasn't the first time the two of you would let some flirty comments slide but with each touch that lingered for too long and eye contact that held something a little more, it left you questioning your relationship with choso.

by now, you and choso were a handful of passes deep into this session. somehow, choso has gotten even closer to you. he had his head propped up on your pillows as you sunk deeper into his side. you were now practically laying on top of him, his hand laying under you and wrapping around your waist. he rubs random shapes into the skin of your hip as he takes a hit from the blunt in his other hand. he inhales and blows he smoke away from your face.

choso looks at your face; your eyes kept fluttering closed as you fought to stay awake. he chuckles at you before he places a kiss on your forehead, knowing you were already far too gone to remember this.

but you weren't too faded to feel his lips. you hum, "you trying to sneak kisses from me?" choso laughs even harder as you make a pout your lips out in an exaggerated kissy face. "go to sleep, baby."

"you'll be here when i wake up?"

this time, you feel another kiss on your cheek as choso answers you. "of course i will, im not leaving you."

you fall asleep soon enough but you swear you felt choso press his lips against yours in a touch so feather-light. hm, maybe you were dreaming?

better late than never!! im prob gonna keep going w this fic its super cute and i wanna make more msgs between choso and reader hehe, hope u enjoyed!!

pt two of this fic sukuna wakes up alone in the morning and is woken up by the sound of pots clanging and hushed chatter. he's on the couch but it's not yours. he doesn't remember the night much but he does remember being drunk and that girl kissing him. she looked an awful lot like you. so much so that when he pushed her away and rubbed the remnants of her gloss off her lips, he immediately headed for your apartment. he rubs his eyes in annoyance and looks up to find gojo bickering with geto about what to cook along with toji and choso sitting at the table passing a joint back and forth.

"can you idiots be any louder this damn early in the morning?" sukuna complains from where he laid on the couch. he's now come to realize that he crashed the night on gojo's couch. but he can only wonder how he got here; did you come with him?

"it's almost one, jackass— about time you got up," gojo calls from the kitchen, putting the pots away and deciding to just order door dash.

"yeah, yeah," sukuna grumbles. "pass me my phone will ya? my head's killing me." he watches as gojo and geto look at each other, a look of worry plastered on their faces. the two exchange looks and communicate wordlessly and sukuna is just about tired of it. "earth to dumb and dumber? i said where's my cell, i gotta text yn."

"uh," gojo starts, "what do you want for breakfast?"

"satoru's paying!" geto adds on with a smile that is a little too wide to be genuine.

"what are you two morons talking about?" sukuna says, starting to get irritated.

"yeah, there's no need to sugar coat it," toji says. he picks up sukuna's phone from the countertop and holds it up before tossing it to where sukuna is still laying on the couch. "go ahead, man; see if u can even still text her."

sukuna catches the phone and mutters under his breath, "what the hell are you-" he stops short at the sight of you message.

it's over ryomen. ill have your stuff ready for you in the morning.

suddenly, he's wide awake and disregards how his friends mutter about him a couple of feet away. he scrambles to get his phone opened and onto your contact. he reads the message over and over again and just when he sends his own message, the text bubble goes green. he sends some more, asking you what you were talking about and what happened last night. all his messages go green. he tries to call you and is only met with an automated voice message telling him your number could not be reached. he damn near threw his phone right back at toji's face.

pretty baby it's over ryomen. ill have your stuff ready for you in the morning.

ryomen s. ?? what r u talking about tf??? yn answer your phone what is going on

"what's up with yn's phone?" sukuna asks. "she turn it off or something?"

"maybe just for you," choso mutters.

"the hell did you just say to me?"

"listen sukuna," geto starts, not wanting the situation to escalate. "even you have to admit, you had this coming-"

"had what coming?" sukuna interrupts, now getting up from the couch and standing at his full height. "what the fuck is going on?"

"don't play the idiot now," toji says, "you seriously gonna pretend like you don't understand where she's coming from?"

"why are you talking like you know more about her than i do?"

"oh please— you're not exactly a tough act to follow, sukuna."

sukuna walks up to toji, challenging him to say anything more. "and what the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"it means you treat your 'girlfriend' like shit and everyone knows it." everyone's voices erupt as sukuna grabs the front of toji's shirt in a tight fist. gojo tries to step between them but sukuna only pushes him away with his free arm. "don't bother," toji says, still indifferent to the man in front of him, "he's just pissy because he knows im right. go ahead, punch me and prove me right. that you're just some asshole that yn was too good for."

sukuna clenched his jaw at toji's comment but ultimately lets go of his shirt with a rush shove. sukuna backs away as toji brushed away the wrinkles in his shirt. "now beat it, don't you have to pick up your shit from her place anyways?"

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sukuna shows up at your place with a busted lip and a dark bruise on his cheekbone. despite the fact that you left his things outside in a box, he continues to knock on your door and ring your doorbell. this has been going on for ten minutes.

"yn!" he calls from the other side of the door. "i know you have a class at two so you're gonna have to come out eventually."

at this point, you were contemplating jumping out the window and running to class. you stand in front of the door and glance at the clock reading 1:40. you sigh and come up with a simple plan; open the door, ignore him, and head to class without a single thought of him on your mind. but the second you open the door, you are reminded just how huge your boyfriend is. or, you suppose, ex-boyfriend. the man is towering over you and practically blocking the entire doorway. with how close you were standing next to him now, you can see how bad his injuries really are. you push away your thoughts of concern and lock the door behind you before you try and sidestep away from sukuna. that is until he grabs your arm.

"hey don't ignore me." his grip on your arm is firm but once you pull away from him, he lets go as if you've burned him. as if he remembered his own strength. you hear him mumble something along the lines of an awkward apology before he meets your gaze again. "can we just talk? for a second, please."

"what's there to talk about? your shit's right here," you say as you kick the box at your feet, "and i don't know how much clearer i could be in my text."

"that's just it," sukuna says, his frustration growing with the second. "a text? are you fucking with me- that's how you planned on ending things with me?"

"and what exactly did you think you deserved?" you ask incredulously. "flowers? a big sign like im asking you to fucking prom?"

"i expected way more than a fucking text."

"and i expected more out of you when we got together. guess we're both disappointed." your words and tone are final, leaving no room for argument. you move to the side once more, remembering the class you were now running late for. sukuna once again blocks your way and the desperate look on his face irritates you more than it does make you feel guilty. "get out of my way, sukuna. there's nothing else to talk about here."

"listen to me, please. i know— i know i wasn't the best boyfriend-"

"i don't even think you acted like a proper boyfriend once-"

"but i know that i loved you. that i still love you, so please. let me fix this, i know im just an asshole and i know you deserve so much better than me but im begging you here, baby. just let me try one more time, i know i can be better for you."

now, sukuna has dropped to his knees in front of you. he takes your hands in his in a final act of desperation. for the first time in months, he is in front of you sober and you know that if you asked, he would rip out his own heart for you.

you narrow your eyes at the sight in front of you; even with him kneeling he is almost at your height. but nevertheless, you knew that you deserved better than this, better than him. so you take your hands out of his grasp and turn away. just before walking away completely, you turn to look at him over your shoulder. "you better be out of here when i get back, sukuna. this time, i mean it."

ok boom!! this is my protest against my writing slump LOL ill mayhaps make a part three of sukuna trying to win us back but im ngl.. if my bf was kissing other girls, i am NAWT taking his ass back ദ്ദി( T ᗜ T ) divider creds to @/chrisssiren

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pt 2 taglist: @melodyyybubbles @killboyy0 @taocee @cupidiylvia @cvr2mya @matchat3a

you honestly just never thought of bringing it up, it didn't seem too important and you honestly just did the voice acting gig as something for fun. from your point of view, it wasn't such a big accomplishment. so imagine your amusement when you're over at sukuna's place and he's watching an anime where you voice one of the main characters.

you enter the apartment as if you owned it (which you practically did with how often you were over at his place) and see the anime playing on the screen. specifically, a scene where your character monologues. "what'cha watching, ryo?" you ask as you take your shoes off and close the door behind you before marching over to your boyfriend where he sat on the couch.

he tells you the name and opens his arm on one side, letting you take a seat next to him on the couch. "the same one i usually watch," he tells you, placing a kiss on the side of your forehead as a greeting. "one of my favorite ones."

"ohh," you hum. "you got a crush on one of the girls or something?"

sukuna lets out a mock laugh, "real funny, baby."

you narrow your eyes, "you aren't denying anything."

"i just think her character is cool, nothing like that."

now, you decide to have your fun. "isn't she the girl in those edits you repost?"

"don't tell me your still mad about that," he grumbles.

you playfully smack his arm and get off the couch to head to the kitchen. "whatever, not like i care. what does she even say?" you hum in 'thought'. you deliver one of the famous lines but you keep your usual voice instead of the voice for your character. you see sukuna perk up and turns around to face you with narrowed eyes. you bite your tongue to prevent the smile from growing on your face. you turn your back to him and open the fridge to hide your face.

sukuna knows that you're just messing with him but for some reason, he couldn't shake the feeling that you sounded awfully familiar to the girl from the anime. he doesn't know why but something told him to skip forward to see the end credits. once the screen fades to black and the white text floods his tv, he eagerly scans the names for the character. and of course, there's your name.

he rubs his eyes behind his glasses, making sure that they weren't playing tricks on him. he even pauses the screen and gets up to look at the name. but there it is, staring right back at him clear as day.

you don't hear him approach you but you do feel it when he comes up behind you and bear hugs you, putting his head on your shoulder. "so when were you going to tell me that you voiced one of my favorite characters, hm?"

you try to play dumb, "i- uhm, i don't know what you're talking about?"

he tickles you on your side for your lie. "liar, i saw your name on the tv screen, dummy."

you try to speak through the laughs, "i just didn't think it was a big deal!"

he turns you around but keeps your body close to his, "anything else your keeping from me? do you make asmr or something too?"

you shove your hand into his face, "i bet you wish i did!"

he takes your hand off his face by grabbing your wrist to reveal a shit-eating grin. "i don't need asmr when i have the real thing."

a/n!! i'm so sorry this took forever to respond to ｡°(°¯᷄◠¯᷅°)°｡ i hope this lived up to your expectations, esp with the wait time!! kisses besos cutie xx taglist!! @cttelina @bunbun812 @oksukuna @kriitee @bleepybl00p @sailormarsinanotherlife

it was supposed to be a simple photo-shoot; one setting of many to come. the park was beautiful and the nature was perfect for the vibe you were going for so it was only natural to take your pictures there. you and sukuna had taken your first look pictures here and of course, he cried no matter how much he tried to stop the waterworks. you were now taking your solo shots, the wind blowing in your veil and dress making the shots perfect. so perfect that you seemed to attract a crowd of onlookers— very tiny onlookers.

you heard their whispers and turned to the side to see a small group of children crowded together. they point at you and mutter as sukuna narrows his eyes slightly, he never was a fan of the leeches called children.

"oh hi there!" you say, voice kind. "i'm sorry, were you guys trying to play here in the grass?"

sukuna is close to telling them to scram when one of the young girls steps forward, "miss, are you a princess?" the others behind her nod in agreement and you even hear comments of them calling you magical.

your heart swells at this, "oh sweetie, i'm not a princess."

"you have to be!" one of the boys exclaims, seeming to be sure of himself. "you're pretty like a princess and you're wearing a dress!"

"yeah and he's a knight!" another girl says, pointing at sukuna who was standing to the side, arms crossed.

before sukuna can even defend himself, another adult jogs up to them. "oh my goodness, i am so sorry! kids lets go, leave the nice lady to take her pictures." the woman seems to be a mother of some of the children and she tries to usher them away as she apologizes to you.

"please, can we take a picture with the princess!" one of the kids asks. the others are quick with their pleads, all asking to get a picture and talk with you, the "princess".

the mom goes to apologize again but you wave her off, "i truly don't mind taking a pictures with the kiddos." the kids cheer and swerve around the woman just as you finish your sentence. and while they swarm around you, you can tell that they are careful to not step on your dress. you crouch down to be at their level as you compliment their hair and ask them what they like to play at the park. some of them are still shy, truly believing that you were a magical princess from some story book. the others were lively and asked you all sorts of questions. like what kind of princess you were, where your kingdom was, and why your knight seemed so grumpy. you ultimately gave up on trying to convince them that you were no princess but you did laugh at the comment of them asking why your knight was always seen with a scowl.

you take your pictures with them, some on their parents' phones and others with your photographer. after all, how perfect was it to capture this moment. being authentically called a princess on your wedding day was practically a sign from the universe. just before the kids leave, they all to take one last group photo but this time, with your 'grumpy knight'.

"you must be pretty strong to protect the princess, huh mister knight," one of the boys asks.

sukuna doesn't know why, but even he decides to play along, "gotta protect her from the monsters, kid."

the kids are in awe and sukuna doesn't even know what possessed him to pick up two of the kids and put one on each shoulder. all the kids giggle in excitement as two more kids jump on him, one on each arm that was used to keep the kids on his shoulders stable. the last kid is the girl that first approached you. you pick her up and tell the kids to smile at the cameras. after some photos were snapped, you and sukuna put the kids down even with their protests. each of their respective parents come to take them away, all apologizing for the trouble and offering congratulations on your wedding.

as the kids wave you goodbye, you see sukuna wave back out of the corner of your eye. you turn to him with a grin on your face, "since when were you such a fan of kids, ryo?"

"i'm not," he says gruffly, quickly putting his hand down to stop waving. "hate those booger brats."

"mhm, sure you do."

EXTRA: years after your wedding and a handful of anniversaries, you always find yourself looking through the photo album of your wedding. no matter how many times you look at the photos, you always find yourself stopping at a certain page. the page that contained several pictures of you and sukuna at the park surrounded by children that were not yours.

sukuna finds you reminiscing on the photo album and doesn't even need to look to know exactly what page you're on.

"wonder where those brats are at now," sukuna says. you hum in response, allowing him to continue with, "probably still walking around calling your ass a princess."

"are you saying im not a princess, ryomen?"

"with how long i've been married to you? you're a queen now, baby."

when sukuna first started dating you, he knew you changed your appearance often. mainly, your hair. almost every few months your hair would change color and more often than not, the colors would be anything but a natural color. he never minded this; in fact, he thought it was kind of cool. when the two of you officially got together, he jokingly offered to help you dye your hair a pink to match his. he didn't expect you head to your bathroom and get the materials ready.

the first couple of times he is present when you're dyeing your hair, he doesn't do much other than hand you stuff. he knows your very meticulous about the process and honestly didn't trust him to even touch the dye. but eventually, you are ready to put him to the test.

he was nervous to say the least, but you offered help here and there. but you mainly sat back and let him brush the dye into the sections of your hair. after rinsing out the dye and inspecting the job your boyfriend did, you give him a big kiss as a thanks.

"i'm surprised it didn't come out patchy," you commend as you look at your hair in the mirror. "well done, ryo!"

"you could have a little more faith in me, you know," he complains. "i've seen you do this shit plenty of times."

"well since you're such a pro i guess you can take over dyeing my hair from now on, huh?"

surprisingly, sukuna rises to the challenge. from then on, he is the one sectioning your hair, lathering in the dye, and even rinsing it off. and he does it all for the small, small price of a kiss from you. sometimes, he'll even let you use the residue on his hair. now he doesn't do it as often as you, but his favorite style was the black ghost roots you did on him using the left over dye from when you gave yourself fox tips.

sukuna is usually seen with his signature pink hair, but every now and then he will be seen with hair to match yours. and if he's not, he's sporting a look he gets to tell everyone his girlfriend did.

he has no problem funding your hair activities, especially after shopping with you once and hearing you complain of the prices. he handed you his card without another word. his only demand in exchange was to be able to do your hair. he finds it calming and almost reassuring how trusting you are with him with your hair. he knows well and good how much effort you put in it to maintain and nourish it. so it fills his chest with pride whenever you let him dye your hair.

"i'm surprised your hair hasn't fallen out by now," he said one time.

"i don't bleach my hair often, ryo. i've only done it twice, the bleach is what hurts your hair. not so much the dye," you lecture. this goes on as you tell him about different hair care routines you use before you move on to talking about what he should do. "you're hair gets super oily," you say. "but it's not shiny." sukuna will ignore your insults and simply go with it.

but he will never admit how grateful he is that he listened to you because his hair has never been softer. not that he cares of course. definitely not.

on contrary to popular opinion, sukuna was not as nonchalant as people believed him to be. he was not the type to go to a party just to lean up against the wall and drink all by his lonesome. because of his tattoos and how people judged him based off face-value, they always just assumed he was the "nonchalant type". the kind of guy that kept to himself and let his friends do all the rowdiness for him. those people could not be more wrong. at most, if not all parties, sukuna was the one dragging toji to beer pong or the one initiating a round of body shots (now he will refuse body shots unless it's with you and only you).

now, he wasn't as out-going as gojo, but at the same time, he wasn't as reserved as nanami. when he first started dating you, he knew you were also far from quiet. but he never expected this.

on the subway back home from clubbing with your friend group, you were never shy to make conversation with the people on the car with you. whether it was about something as trivial as liking the shade of their shirt or betting on some random sports team. just the other day, you got into a heated debate with an older gentleman about the NBA Finals. you often watched the games with sukuna but you always get a little more fierce after a few shots of liquid gold.

"spurs are taking it all this year, kid. kiss my ass!" the older man said, clearly a little off his rocker too. had it been under a different circumstance, sukuna would have kicked the old man's ass for talking to you in such a way. but he could see that the two of you were enjoying yourselves and merely messing around. he knew how sports fans could get and he knew it was no big deal. nevertheless, he kept you at his side with an arm wrapped around your waist to steady your drunk self.

"you kiss my ass. you and trae young!" you exclaimed, not minding the eyes and laughs. some others even added on a fuck trae young! after your declaration. "just you wait, you'll bask in the victory of the knicks soon enough, gramps."

at parties, you always seemed to bask in the limelight. it was never on purpose or in an attention-seeking way but people just gravitated towards you. your personality was like a beautiful fire for the pests that were the nobodies at the frequent frat parties. whether it was dominating at beer pong or cheering the loudest when someone was shotgunning, ever instance told sukuna that you had zero social anxiety. you never minded the people looking at you or the ones muttering under their breath. he once asked you why it never bothered you and you looked at him as if he grew three heads.

you raise a brow at his question, "why should i care if other people like me? shit, i don't even like some other people. no point in catering to others when it doesn't benefit anyone."

these were one of the many things sukuna admired about you; your absolute disregard to the negative things people may have to say about you. because at the end of the day, no one knows your character better than yourself so what difference does it make if others judged you?

unfortunately, sometimes your lack of social anxiety just meant that you didn't care about making a fool of yourself and sukuna in public. sukuna was never easy to embarrass but you were on a completely different level. he supposes this is what he gets for even picking a fight with you.

one time, the two of you were at target doing some light shopping. he thought it would be funny to make a loud joke. he picks up a bottle of mouth wash and loudly says, "hey babe, didn't your dentist say you needed this for bad breath?"

you looked shocked for a fraction of a second before he practically watches your plan form in real time. in an even louder voice, you call out, "yeah but we're here for your hemorrhoid cream! where's the one that's safe to use on your ass?"

sukuna never tries you in public again. it is still a running joke that he "has ass hemorrhoids".

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when you died, sukuna erased everything about you from the physical realm. no statues in your memory, no songs about your beauty, and no poetry of the tragedy of your love. at first, he did it all in rage. when you were dead and your ashes blew away with the wind, he tore down the house he had built to foster the love in your relationship. he burned the letters you saved, correspondences between the two of you when he was away and drowning in the feeling of your absence. he destroyed everything that reminded him of you, everything that would haunt him in the years to come in solitude now that you were gone.

angered by everything around him but especially angered by how helpless he felt in the days leading up to your death. the king of curses, ryomen sukuna, bested by time. utterly ridiculous.

"no one is above fate" you had told him once. before all of this and before you had fallen ill. thinking back on it, it seemed like a cruel joke. but at the time sukuna had scoffed. the idea of fate seemed so far at the time, and even more idiotic. in this world, there was no god but him. at least, he tried to convince himself. in the end, you were right; no one, not even ryomen sukuna, was above fate.

while sukuna refused and fought against the circumstances until the day of your death, the most heart wrenching part of it all was how accepting you were to your demise.

you no longer fought back the symptoms and your impending end. partly because you no longer had the energy or strength to do so. sukuna knew that you only indulged in the medicine and constant visits from healers for his sake rather than yours. the both of you knew it was a futile effort. but this was not the woman sukuna had fallen in love with. he even told you as much in an argument that had gone too far.

"you were never this weak," sukuna spat in frustration. "my wife must possess the strength to overcome-"

"your wife," you interrupted, calm and so terribly exhausted, "is dying, ryomen. there is no medicine or cursed technique that can overcome time and fate. i will not let you curse me for something out of my control."

sukuna never cried. but the first time he did was this night; when the argument had festered into something harsher and he revealed a brutality he once swore never to show around you. but in this moment, he saw you. truly saw you; how frail and thin you had gotten over time since the sickness had overcome you, how your voice became lighter and weaker in a way that made bile rise in his throat, but most of all how deathly beautiful you remained. despite the effects of the terrible illness, his wife was divine. sukuna remembers the feeling of cold tears pouring in his eyes before he fell on his knees to the side of the bed. even kneeling, with his height and stature he still towered over you but he never once felt small until now. he wrapped his arms around your frame, his touch more delicate and careful than it ever was.

he weeped because his wife was dying. and all the power and status he possessed was useless.

after your death, his rage only ceased when he found a small woven basket in the ruins of your home. he was surprised that it was able to survive against his power. picking it up, he finds a talisman protecting it from damage. he opens the box to find a flower bud encased in a clear amber sphere. he recognizes the flower as the same ones you decorated the shrine with on your wedding day. he also finds a note in the box.

an unbloomed flower to represent the beginning of a new love!

he feels the tears pool in his eyes but he refused to let them fall. instead, he places the note and amber bud back into the basket. he digs a small hole and places the items in before covering it up and leaving the ruins of his former home with you.

the world has nothing to remember you by because sukuna is a selfish man. he believes nothing on this earth-mortal, curse, or even god- deserves the right to bear witness to you and the love you shared with him. so he keeps you in his heart even when you are long gone.

zᶻ ૮˶- ﻌ -˶ა⌒)ᦱ woah i havent done angst in a minute... this is a little sneakpeak "the longest goodbye"! its gonna be like, dead wife haunting the narrative, yearning/mourning sukuna, etc taglist!! @cttelina @bunbun812

sukuna already knew that you were smart from before he even met you; shit, gojo would never shut up about how hot and smart his new tutor was. at first, sukuna would brush it off; gojo would think most girls were hot so it wasn't anything new. it wasn't until sukuna saw you with his own two eyes that he realized gojo was exaggerating at all.

you were hot as fuck.

gojo was meeting with you for an impromptu tutoring session at a cafe, sukuna was already with gojo so he thought he might as well tag along to see what all the hype surrounding you was. as well as the fact that sukuna was also failing the class gojo was getting tutored in. not as bad as gojo, of course, but still not passing. him and gojo had been sitting at one of the secluded, glass study rooms when the white-haired male suddenly stood up and waved with a bright smile. sukuna followed his line of sight and had to physically stop himself from dropping his jaw on the floor and start drooling.

from across the library, he saw you coolly wave back at gojo as you walked towards the room. something about the way you carried yourself so effortlessly was what really got sukuna's attention. the way your stride seemed so casual and your face damn near perfect even with the somewhat awful lighting of the campus library. when gojo kept talking on and on about how smart his tutor was, sukuna couldn't help but picture some average nerd that wanted to make a quick buck from tutoring an idiot with a trust-fund. but with your coach bag and kitten heels to match, sukuna knew that it was safe to assume you weren't in the position where you needed to endure tutoring gojo for some money. which caused sukuna to wonder as to why you were even bothering wasting your time with his idiot of a friend.

when you entered the study room they booked, gojo greeted you with a casual hug before commenting on your nice outfit. "hope i didn't pull you from a date or something, yn. you look real nice for a regular tuesday."

you only laughed as you put down your bag and took a seat across from the two of them. "don't worry, i was just getting brunch. besides, you did promise to pay me double so it's a win for me regardless."

"now when did i say that?" gojo asked sarcastically as he sat back down next to sukuna.

"when you asked me thirty minutes ago to meet you here and tutor your friend," you shot back before switching your gaze to sukuna, who sat directly in front of you. you offered him a warm smile, "it's nice to meet you, by the way. im yn."

sukuna was fortunately able to shake himself from his stupor and not make a fool of himself as he offered a (hopefully) casual nod in return, "i'm sukuna, i've heard all about you from gojo."

"all good things i hope."

yeah, if good means how gojo talks about how sexy you are, sukuna couldn't help but think to himself. "haven't heard anything bad yet, sweetheart."

"i have nothing negative to say about my stellar tutor!" gojo praised dramatically.

"you've made that bit obvious enough," sukuna mutters to himself. he notices the way that his comment gets a laugh out of you but he does not notice the way gojo's eyes narrow in his direction.

the rest of the session goes in similar fashion. you try to stay on topic but it was hard enough with just gojo. and now you had sukuna on your plate. the two continued to egg each other on, stealing your attention from the other any chance you got. eventually-by some miracle-you were able to get past the module and hopefully the material got through their thick skulls.

you sigh as you shut your laptop closed and go to pack your things. "just zelle me what you owe, toru. i gotta bounce tho," you say as you move to get up from your seat. just as sukuna goes to walk you out in the hopes of getting your number, gojo beats him to the punch (being the cock-block that he was).

gojo placed a large hand on the small of your back as he carried your bag for you, guiding you out of the room. "don't worry your pretty little head about it. expect it by the end of the day, sweetcheeks." he hands you your bag and you thank him with a soft smile, bidding him and sukuna adieu.

once your out of sight and earshot, gojo turns to look at sukuna with a cold glare. "i introduced you to her as a favor. that wasn't me putting you on," gojo says harshly.

"ha? what are you on about?" sukuna asks.

"you were practically drooling all over her, man," gojo scoffs out a laugh. "hate to break it you, but i don't really think walking-talking walls of muscle are her type."

now it was sukuna's turn to scoff. "oh right but she loves idiots with white hair, huh?"

"only one way to find out, hm?"

"are you seriously gonna make this into some competition, man?"

"you scared?" gojo taunts. "don't worry, i'd win anyways."

if only you knew what you had gotten yourself into just by this one tutoring session. at least gojo's payment went through at least!

⋆˙⟡ ⋆.˚ ⊹₊⟡ ⋆⋆˙ short snippet i found in my drafts! idk why but i love putting gojo in competition with someone lol, lmk how we like this and if we wanna see something longer ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ taglist !! @cttelina @bunbun812

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── .✦ SUKUNA !!

I DONT TW3RK, I R3AD synopsis you’re frat!sukuna’s first real girlfriend and despite everyone’s doubts, you two have a lot more in common than they think. or in which you are just as much of a party animal as sukuna despite your “nerdy” appearance and 4.0 gpa ✮ part one part two hcs

MAKE MY HEART RACE f1 driver! sukuna ... just when sukuna thinks it'll be another round of boring post race interviews, here you come practically calling him a loser on live national tv! ✮ part two

BOXER THIEF sukuna is missing a couple pairs of underwear, but he never thinks you would steal his. he also doesn't know that you've caught him stealing your panties before. all's fair in love and war though, right?

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR BODYGUARD (discontinued ˙◠˙ ) you have far too much money in your hands and, as luck would have it, you are in dire need of a bodyguard. you meet sukuna on the train and one glance at his (to say the least) ginormous stature and intimidating expression, you knew he was perfect for the job! ✮ random snippet!

── .✦ TOJI !!

GARDEN KISSES toji is convinced that youre obsessed with choso and doesn't realize how obvious he's being about his jealousy. too bad he doesn't realize the feelings are mutual. and too bad he's taking out his jealousy on poor choso (send help ( ._. )"" ) ✮ part two

── .✦ CHOSO !!

LOAD3D DIP3R emo!choso was all metal and dark. you were pink personified as a mean girl. while you swear you hate his loser guts, your friends compile a case against the two of you consisting of evidence that proves youre dating. spoiler: the two of you are guilty as charged!

HOW TO PRETEND choso is initially a little irritated when his customers start dropping like flies. come to find out, they have only moved on to a different dealer, you! he did not expect to gain a crush on the girl who packs pre-rolls with hellokitty stickers. [smau +fic] ✮ part two

── .✦ NANAMI !!

PIG LATIN as you adjust to life in japan and jujutsu tech, a certain blonde takes an interest in you from the moment he saw you. he also learns that love is an emotion that knows no language barrier.

── .✦ GOJO !!

P1NK 1N THE N1GHT you and gojo were nothing more than fuck buddies. nothing more, nothing less. you were using him to distract yourself from a break up and gojo tries to convince himself that he was okay with that. 

BOAF? YES, BOAF. as a favor to a close friend, you have taken it upon yourself to tutor frat!gojo before he fails his midterms. only thing is, he can hardly focus on the textbook because he keeps stammering over his attempts to flirt with you. oh and did i mention your friend was his twin brother, nerd!gojo?

GR33DY CITY despite how shoko and gojo both fight for your attention and love, you stay as oblivious as ever. or so they think.. but hey! what’s wrong with liking the attention >.<

DISTANT LOVER in your thousand years of wandering the earth, you learned several lessons. some of which, were more complex than others. a simple lesson was that humans were as fickle as seasons and their lifespans were nothing in comparison to yours. it is satoru gojo that teaches you the most difficult lesson yet; love.  medieval au!

the one with the beach episode when a beach trip turns into a challenge; who can find out your phobia? gojo has seen you brave a shark cage and jump out of a plane without so much of an ounce of fear. so imagine his surprise when he found out you were scared of thunder. 

CYBERGIRL, YOU HACKED MY MIND! you are a popular streamer loved by many but especially by streamers @ sxeyesato and @ crsdsugu. constantly in ur inbox and chat asking to collab ^^ u don't realize that they're fighting over you, thinking that they're merely flirty friends.. whoops!

── .✦ GETO !!

CYBERGIRL, YOU HACKED MY MIND! you are a popular streamer loved by many but especially by streamers @ sxeyesato and @ crsdsugu. constantly in ur inbox and chat asking to collab ^^ u don't realize that they're fighting over you, thinking that they're merely flirty friends.. whoops!

── .✦ SHOKO !!

GR33DY CITY despite how shoko and gojo both fight for your attention and love, you stay as oblivious as ever. or so they think.. but hey! what’s wrong with liking the attention >.<

scenarios/hcs !!

⋆｡°✩ guessing your inside jokes! (tt trend) snippet you and sukuna participate in the tiktok trend in which you have each other guessing the sland/inside jokes used in your relationship

⋆｡°✩ bf!sukuna with med student!reader hcs of how sukuna is the best bf to overworked and over-caffeinated reader

⋆｡°✩ ryomen "my gf beats me" sukuna

⋆｡°✩ sukuna is proud of his relationship with you; everyone who asks will know that he calls you perfect. others call it sweet but they don't understand how honest he's being. his girl is so damn perfect it's annoying.

⋆｡°✩ "breath out. so i can breath you in" sharing a cig with geto

⋆｡°✩ "nah i'd win" sukuna vs gojo! who can woo you off your feet first?

⋆｡°✩ longest goodbye" many do not know that sukuna had a wife. he intends to keep it that way. he will keep the story of you and your love in his heart, where no one else can take it from him. when time has taken you from him, no one will ever be able to take the memory of you.

⋆｡°✩ sukuna with a gf who has absolutely no social anxiety

⋆｡°✩ sukuna x voice actor!reader

⋆｡°✩ sukuna might as well transfer to cosmetology school with the amount of times he’s helped you dye your hair

⋆｡°✩ while taking your wedding pictures in a park, little kids come up to you believing you're a magical princess! so obviously sukuna is your knight in shining armor!

⋆｡°✩ sukuna comes to your place drunk.. again. you decide that it was the last time. pt 2 pt 3 pt 3 version2

⋆｡°✩ sukuna as "was it casual when...?" scenarios based off of moments w my friends/situationships

⋆｡°✩ thinking abt going on a date with sukuna and getting drinks... he's a margarita guy?

GARDEN KISSES PART 2 !!

SYNOPSIS !! you face the consequences of toji's assumption about your relationship with choso. and even if he thinks he's no longer the one for you, toji never hesitates to keep you safe. read part one here!!

WARNING !! harassment at a party! (very briefly, some random grabbing your arm) mentions of weed, sex, etc

AUTHOR'S NOTE !! here she is!! i'm sorry to those waiting for make my heart race pt2 :( i'm still trying on getting her out some time this week but sooo many people wanted the part 2 for this so i wanted to bust her out w/c 2.6k woo she's a longer one creds! pictures and art from pinterest, divider from @-pixopix taglist! @cttelina @leftkryptonitebasement @starryastronauts @favstonerfairie @g0th-lvr @noone123nobody @in-aa @iwouldbesopleased @dreamyreadinglover @ackermansbabe2 @chxngminji @xadenpoop @angieuknown @mxddixo @kiiwiipie @yorikae @love-d-luxe @tweekdoescosplay @got7xbtsliners-blog @faeriebloomie @purplehairedfairyxx @whimmyjoi @autumnwathers @brainrottingforhotpixels @luvs-angel @feral-espresso-boba @kriitee @alwaysdaylight0 @toyourbitterend @perfectly-myself23 @xhoneycombx @kodzukenwhore @dhamprincess @whimmyjoi @erenspersonalwh0re @almostdelicatecherryblossom im so sorry if i missed anyone!!

when toji did pull away from the girl, he met your gaze from across the room. his eyes were steely and cold before he turned back to look at the girl and whispered something in her ear. even from here you stood, you could practically hear the pitchy giggle that escaped her before they moved, heaving for the door.