I just love the boys that are nice sometimes and literal FBI level threats other times...
๐ญ๐ณ๐จ๐บ๐ฏ, ๐ญ๐ณ๐จ๐บ๐ฏ, ๐ญ๐ณ๐จ๐บ๐ฏ! (Pt.1)
Synopsis. Just a tiny little flash from you and they boys are no longer humans, they're animals.
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Otoya x Reader, Kunigami x Reader, Kenyu x Reader, Rin x Reader
A/N: this took too long MB but I wanted it to be good (it's not๐)
Pt. 2
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐: ๐ธ ๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฑ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ธ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
I know what you did last summer. (Pt.1)
The jjk men may or may not have seen your AI chats/fiction crushes
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.
โฉ.๏ฝฅ*:๏ฝกโปโโโโโโโโโโโ โโกโ โโโโโโโโโโโโ.โข*:๏ฝกโฉ
๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฒ'๐๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐'๐ฆ ๐๐ง๐จ๐ฑ. ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ญ. ๐ ๐๐จ ๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐๐๐ฐ ๐๐๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข'๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐.
๐ธ'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐? ๐
๐ธ'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ธ'๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐erso๐ (I'm not that good relax)
๐ ๐๐ก๐จ๐ค ๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐จ๐๐ค๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ก ๐๐ ๐'๐ข ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ง๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ค๐ฃ ๐ข๐ค๐๐จ.
โซโช.ฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑll|ฬ ฬฒฬ โฬ ฬฒฬ |ฬ ฬฒฬ =ฬ ฬฒฬ |ฬ ฬฒฬ โฬ ฬฒฬ |llฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑ.โซโช
โ ๏ธ - Favorite color is purple obviously.
โ ๏ธ- lowkey an introvert
โ ๏ธ- like Horror stuff
โ ๏ธ- fnaf is so ๏ผ*โขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอ*หให*โขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอ*ห๏ผ
โ Really awkward.
Thats kinda it (expect edits)
(I'm still thinking about the actual plot. I might do a poll on that too. Feel free to comment ideas)
Synopsis. Maybe the bllk boys need a lesson on going through people's stuff. Especially when it comes to food.
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Otoya x Reader, Kunigami x Reader, Kenyu x Reader, Rin x Reader
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: mentions of murder and hostility, toxic families, smut, poor/poverty terms, cursing, and other stuff. No proofread! There might be some mistakes sorry!
๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: From a poor and brave curse user, to the wife of the strongest man in Jujutsu Sorcery.
๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: Satoru gojo x fem!Y/N
๐ฟ๐๐๐: @theobsidianempress
๐ฌ/๐น: I'm sorry about how long this took me. Tumblr deleted my paragraphs multiple times. And I had to rewrite everything multiple times. New Note: I made this a looong time ago and nobody saw it and it was the only post that this happened with so I'm just reposting
"WAKE UP"
The feeling of a hand rapidly smacks your face awake. As you take in your surroundings realizing where you are and what you're doing just to realize it's just your same old mother yelling at you for absolutely nothing at all. because you just decided to sleep instead of what she thinks you should be doing... Working.
Little do they know, you were up all night saving them from the non-stop curses that were trying to get you and your family. Because you are the only person who can see them and the only person who possesses cursed energy you are the only person that was in the house that can protect your family.
Knowing that you'll never be able to escape all of her yelling, you just got up and walked away so you can get ready for the day of work that you're doomed to do every single day.
"Hurry up and go to the village and see if there is any use of you there! At least try to be a role model for siblings!" And with that you were locked out and not gonna be let back in until sundown. Tired, and not wanting to make her physically aggressive, you just left for the village and hoped that someone needed to get their cat out of a tree or they needed someone to kill bugs.
As you walked through the village, you heard screaming. Concerned, you ran over to help and you found out that there was a lady screaming about a monster and her daughter also screaming because of a curse. Being a curse user, you could see that there is a giant grade Four curse destroying their house right before the curse gets the chance to kill the two girls you rush in and kill the curse.
The mother and a daughter stand there obviously shook by the entire experience, but thank you profusely for saving them. As you give them your thanks as well, you walk away back into the village to help more people. Eventually you stumble through the village one last time before going home to see if it's "late enough to go home" When you arrive back the door is noticeably unlocked so you go inside.
While the rest of your family sleeps comfortably after finishing dinner (Which they didn't wait for you to come home) you just decided to go to sleep without eating. (Not like you had a choice.) The next morning you wake up to a knock on your door and a letter.
I've noticed your strength and your knowledge of curses over the past few days. Your strength is honorable and I sent this letter to inform you that over taken an interest in you and can get you out of your situation. All I request is that you become my wife. Take your time to think over this offer.
To Y/N L/N.
S. G.
You threw the note to the side and hid it in your room. "Like I would let some rich ass prick buy me into marriage" You thought half way before speaking, thinking that you were too strong and independent to be swooned by some rich and worthless man. Your stomach quickly humbled you and started growling louder than Nanami fans during that beach scene (yes, we breaking the fourth wall) due to last nights neglect.
As you left out for good you noticed the sounds of screaming from more innocent people in the village. As you run towards the noise, you see a giant curse but this one is a special grade curse that you weren't strong enough to kill. The curse charges towards you and grabs a hold of you slowly taking all of the air out of your lungs. Your breathing slows, your sight darkness, and you pass out.
You wake up a couple of hours later in a nice room. With blue and gold accents all around it. While you looked around, you noticed a door that was slightly cracked open. Right as you got up a few people entered the room and grabbed you. They whispered about someone, almost like if they were afraid?
Why would Satoru want this peasant? Would Satoru approve? It's best that we dispose of her now that she's awak-...
"Put her down"
Your eyes widen as you see the 6'3, white haired, blue eyed and intimidating man in front of you with a heart stopping frown on his face. Before you could process what happened you were roughly dropped on your face. You get up and stare blankly in disbelief that these bitches dropped you like a fucking trash bag. Before standing up and looking like you were about to gut them. However they weren't focused on you. They were focused on the pearly hair man that looked like he was two seconds away from painting these Royal walls red.
"Get out of my sight."
The two hooded figures run away faster than light. And before you could turn back to the tall man before you. You felt his presence so close that it made your blood turn cold.
"I'm sorry about those disgusting rats..."
"It's fine, but where am I? Who are you?"
"Well to start you off, you're in my house. And the room that you were in before you came here was my room. And my name is Satoru Gojo, the head of the Gojo clan."
"Gojo clan? Where have I heard that before?" You take a look around the giant hallway before looking back at him. "Wait... By any chance did you send me a letter?"
He nodded happily and at that moment all you could do was cringe and mentally slap yourself in the face. The "rich guy" turned out to be a pretty young and handsome man, who's at the head of the most powerful clan in the world. And he liked you. As this all registered in your head you feel a hand on your cheek.
"If I remember correctly, that letter was a request to take your hand in marriage" he made a dumb little smirk that made you want to punch him but also laugh with him while skipping down the aisle and throwing flowers everywhere.
"Yeah what was that about?"
"Well you are really cool Y/N and I get recommended new candidates to take up the name Mrs. Gojo but the thing is, They all suck. None of them are my type, too lovey dovey, too distant, too pretty,-"
"That's a problem?" You looked confused. But Satoru just laughed before giving you a serious look.
"Oh yeah it is..."
"Yeah it must be tough having everything you want, being able to sleep at appropriate times in a nice warm house full of food, with people who respect you and do stuff for you..." You didn't even notice that you were rambling until Satoru stopped you.
He looks away before looking back at you with a smile.
"How about we discuss this over a nice meal?"
You swear you almost fell over at that point. Before you can even properly get on your knees and start thanking him (not like that you freaks) he grabs your hands and walks you through the huge mansion, into ONE of the kitchens and he brings you over to pick what you want.
"What would you suggest"
"Honestly none of this bullshit. But I'll make you a little bit of everything"
He was so welcoming but you couldn't help but feel uneasy and intruding after being in a place you definitely don't belong in. As you awkwardly sat at the table that didn't fit you, you watched Gojo in the distance. Making food and trying not to get it all over his pearly white haori.
"Here you go, one plate of dog shit"
You couldn't tell if he was making fun of you or not, because this "dog shit" was the best looking food you've seen in years. After thanking him, you dived into your food and ate like a starved animal. Which isn't far off from what you are anyway. Gojo watched you with gentle eyes. Taking time to absorb everything about you even just from eating.
His cerulean eyes stared at you without breaking contact even through his white locks. They glower gently under the shadow his hair cascaded over his face. When you finished you looked at him with a thankful and flustered face.
"Sorry about the way I ate, not very lady-like, huh?" You hate that term... "Lady like"
"Ugh, don't even start... We can eat like pigs together. Plus when you eat shit like that you can only eat like that with gagging."
You smile and laugh at him. When he made you laugh a smirk pulled its way across his face. He was clearly proud of himself.
"Let's get you out of these rags and into something more comfortable... Mrs. Gojo"
You barely heard him but kept walking behind him to another huge part of the house, a luxury king bathroom. You looked around amazed, taking in everything with care. Gojo snorts and grabs some old shirts that'll hopefully fit you.
"You're cute y'know that?"
"Well excuse me Mr. Millionaire-
"Billionaire, Babes."
You just frown and take the clothes and get in the shower. Or try to...
"Uh... Gojo? How do I turn this on?"
He has to hold back his laugh at your innocent frame while he walks into the bathroom and turns the handle twice to the warm side.
"How the fuck was I supposed to know that?"
He walks out the room laughing but before he leaves he corrects you.
"It's Satoru, to you, Sweets."
When you get out of the shower Satoru is gone but not only that, the bed is made. You wanted to lay down but you didn't want to exert yourself. Right as you were deciding, Satoru comes in wearing nothing but a robe and a towel around his neck.
"Hey, Tiny"
"Don't use your freakish height to justify calling me tiny."
He smirks and lays down on the bed and pats the spot next to him. You were conflicted because what the hell is this rich ass prince charming doing, trying to get you into his bed. Even if there aren't any ulterior motives, which you know there are. You would look like a doll in a custom king sized mattress.
But if there was something Satoru Gojo wasn't good at. It was being told no. Of course you end up in his bed and even more so IN HIS ARMS. The only thing you could do was sit with yourself, disappointed in your decisions and inability to control the situation.
"How does an endless and abundant source of happiness sound?"
"Nice, until you consider the price"
"What if I told you there was no price or catch, or but"
"There always is, now tell me what you want from me"
He smirks and tightens his grip around you while trying to hold back a chuckle.
"I want you to be my wife"
You wanted to be stunned but the overwhelming feeling of confusion and curiosity took over. You didn't believe him. Thought that this was just a cruel joke but on the off chance that he was being serious, it only raised more questions than satisfying answers.
"Bullshit."
"No, seriously. I want you to be my wife"
"Why?" You say while tugging on the soft comforter under you.
"Because you interest me, and I actually like you. I'm tired of being shown women like they are objects of affection that can buy me or make me love them. But you, I actually feel something for you that isn't spiteful."
You thought about it for a moment. The possibility of you, a random poor girl, appears interesting to the head of the Gojo Clan it was too real for you.
"If you still don't believe me then let me prove it to you"
Suddenly, huge warm hands grip your waist and pull you onto Satoru's lap. They snake up your shirt and push you into his chest.
"S-Satoru?"
"Shh... Just lay back, baby..."
All your senses were overwhelmed, so overwhelmed that every touch felt like hundreds. The way he gently sprinkles kisses and bites around your face and neck. The way he clothes fly through the air at light speeds and most importantly. The way that he lifts you up so easily and slams you back down on his cock so good.
All that money may have given him the tangible appeal, but this monster of a man before you was created by pure godly genetics. (Which was surprising because his family, if you can even call it that. Are far from flattering)
"Staring pretty hard. I don't usually let people who aren't my wife see me like this.."
"Ughh.. Shut up about this.. Mhph- wife stuff..."
He grabs you by your waist and brings you back on his lap. Before you could even struggle you dropped onto his cock. All 6 or more inches just drop into you, all at once. Pain and pleasure battle your senses as Satoru continues to thrust up so fast into you.
"F-fuck, you make me feel so good baby. Just like that..."
The last little restraint you had was broken at the feeling of Satoru's cock piercing your G-spot over and over again. You were basically turning into jelly while in his hands. The only thing coming out of you was strangled moans and babbles.
It all felt too good having him rut inside you but it felt even better when. He teased you relentlessly. Rubbing your clit and pinching your nipples, whispering how good of a girl you were. It didn't make sense but you didn't care.
You started to spasm obviously coming close to the peak of your high. Soaked sheets squish and cling onto your sweaty bodies. The sensation made Satoru groan and whine at the pressure. Satoru didn't care how loud he was being in fact he wanted those around to hear. He wanted them to know that he had someone in his room. A poor girl. That he was gonna wife up.
"F-Fuck... Mmm... Baby! That's so good~..."
His thrusts became untamed and erratic as he grabbed on any surface around him. Moaning and grunting at the feeling of your sweet cunt wrapping around him so tightly. The wet warmth of your cunt sends him straight to heaven as he begins to lose himself in your crimson walls.
"Nghh~... Fuck..."
Pearly ropes cover your insides and practically have your stomach doing backflips. It's not like it was a one way thing either, Satoru was just as stunned by the thick coating of slick around his base. Soon after your high wore out you fell asleep.
When you wake up, you're fully cleaned and beyond confused. As you sit up and look around taking in your surroundings you nearly have a goddamn heart attack at the sight of Gojo watching you look around the room. Instead of a serial killer or a guard in the corner, it's just his lanky, privileged, rich ass in the corner or the room. Prolly getting a kick out of watching you in this giant, Goliath ass bed.
When you get up you grab a robe that was on the side of the bed.
"Woah, where are you off in such a rush, princess?"
"Home?"
He smirks at you and walks towards you with a chuckle. He stops right before you and gently lifts your chin up.
"This is your home, Ms. Gojo..."
๐๐, ๐'๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐ . (๐'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ญ)
{๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐}
*My first writing? Story? Idfk*
โ Context: you're trying to convince miles to let you join him on his Prowler business.
"No, really! i'm so serious" you said with a serious face.
"I'm not buying it. You can't be serious, Ma" You already knew that Miles was dismissive but not this bad. He didn't even look at you. Making you feel all but tinier.
"Do you even know what you just asked me?" He gave you a look that seemed judgmental but genuinely curious at the same time. Still clearly and disbelief that you propose such a thing.
"All I asked, was that I can help you be the Prowler N' shit. You know I'm smart and I scored the highest on every fitness test so you know I'm athletic and come on it's just a huge waste of poten-"
"Ma, this ain't a fucking game!" He looked genuinely annoyed. "This Prowler shit goes way beyond what you're assuming. It's dangerous not only is it dangerous but it's something private. I never should've told you about it in the first place I don't need a sidekick cuz I work alone. Plus how would I be able to live with myself 'f sumthin' bad happened to you. Shit stays on my mind 24/7"
Picking his gaze up from the ground he looks at the buildings in the distance. Having an amazing view of the city from the building where you guys sat. With a sigh, he redirects his attention to you. "Look, I really care about you. More than anything else in this fucking world. And I'm not gonna risk losing everything so you can fuck around. Y'r too important for that..."
Silence filled the atmosphere besides the quiet wind that blows through your hair. "Miles... I'm aware of the dangers of being the Prowler or having any type of association with him. But I care about you more than anything. Plus, y'know I'm too crazy to give a fuck about safety."
You scooted closer to miles with a crazy smile plastered on your face. He still looked indifferent and kept his gaze at the cars riding under his dangling feet. "C'monnnnn Miles!" He didn't change the look on his face or his gaze.
"I'll think about it..."
โง๐๐ก๐ โง๐๐ฃ๐ค โง๐๐ฉ๐ข๐๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ง โง๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ๐ค๐ โง๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ค
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