✧ Undercurrents | Tetsuro Kuroo X Reader Smau ✧

By Tanja Askani

suna rintarou best friend texts (friends to lovers edition)

୨ৎ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 illicit affairs !

req ! when the jjk boys have an odd dream about you cheating .

ಇ. summary. fem!reader, crack, suggestive in some so beware pls .

ಇ. including. gojo, nanami, toji, yuji, megumi, yuta, toge, sukuna.

likes n reblogs r appreciated !! 💗

I feel like Sukuna is the type of man to get yelled at by his wife and be genuinely impressed by it, but like hours later when he finally gets out of his feelings.

Because when he first gets yelled at?? 😭😭 he’d be so confused, purely from the fact that it’s the first time anybody’s ever raised their voice at him in years. It’ll probably be at a time when he least expects it too.

Like the 3rd month of dating— you’ve had the worst day of your life week, you’re supposed to get gas on your way home but you skip it and decide to take up Sukuna’s offer of “let me know if you ever need anything”.

Except his reaction to you finally building up the courage to ask for something was the icing on the cake, the final straw.

“Hey babe? Will you put gas in my car?”

“You couldn’t do that on your way back home? The gas stations right down the street.” He lifts a brow and slowly puts his phone down. He’s had a long day too, but at least he got to go home early.

“I know, but I’m just exhausted right now. All I wanted to do was to get back home to you.” An answer that he should be grateful for.

“I’m exhausted too, woman.” He immediately scoffs. “What the fuck do I look like to y—“

“A MAN.” Sukuna swears the earth shook beneath him the moment you started yelling. “YOU LOOK LIKE A FUCKING MAN. GO BE ONE AND PUT GAS IN MY CAR.”

“…” He stares at you for a moment, feeling different emotions all at once. Annoyance, anger, a tad bit of fear, his pants tightening. After sometime of staring you down in silence, he finally grabs the keys from your hands and grumbles, “I’ll be back in 10.”

a/n: i got this idea from @/trintheweirdo on tt 😭🤣

pretty like you, pretty pink heaven ⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

synopsis. ꨄ︎ the jjk men comparing your beauty to flowers (you're too beautiful)

characters. ꨄ︎ fem!reader x gojo, geto, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna, itadori, megumi, inumaki, yuta (separate)

cw. ꨄ︎ fluff, pet names, talks of violence (sukuna), crack, gen alpha lang used in inumaki's, swearing

notes. ꨄ︎ this is 100% an excuse to tell u to stream flying kiss by nct dream. i've been looping it since its release

♪ song used. ꨄ︎ flying kiss by nct dream

end notes. ꨄ︎ guys i fr don't know how to use gen alpha language, i literally just wrote whatever i knew and called it a day

reblogs, comments, and likes are all appreciated! <3

jjk masterlist | general masterlist

⋆.˚⟡⊹₊⋆ 𝙋𝙄𝙉𝙆 𝘿𝙄𝙑𝙄𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙎 ✧˖°. ݁₊

♡ྀིྀི⋆.˚ 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 . . .

‧₊˚ ✧ coquette dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ coquette dividers 𝐈𝐈, 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ coquette dividers 𝐈𝐈𝐈, 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦, 𝘥𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ strawberry girl dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink symbol dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink coquette symbol dividers 𝐈𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ bimbocore dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ coquette deer dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ coquette deer & bunny dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ gray + pink masterlist pack . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ cutegore dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

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‧₊˚ ✧ red & pink simple heart dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink lace dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ intricate pink dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink & blue dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ black & magenta dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink & purple dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink and green dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink and white dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink and white dividers 𝐈𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink and white dividers 𝐈𝐈𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink and white dividers 𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink & black dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink & black dividers 𝐈𝐈, + 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘨𝘪𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink & black dividers 𝐈𝐈𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink & gold dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ random pink dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ random pink dividers 𝐈𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ random pink dividers 𝐈𝐈𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink lace & ribbon dividers . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink & white welcome headers + matching dividers . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink imvu dividers / headers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink imvu dividers / headers 𝐈𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink imvu dividers / headers 𝐈𝐈𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink imvu dividers / headers 𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink & purple mdni dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink mdni dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink mdni dividers 𝐈𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink mdni dividers 𝐈𝐈𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink borders 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ my melody bow and wings dividers + 𝘨𝘪𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink sanrio dividers 𝐈, + 𝘨𝘪𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink butterfly dividers 𝐈, + 𝘨𝘪𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink & brown dividers 𝐈, + 𝘨𝘪𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ hot pink dividers 𝐈, + 𝘨𝘪𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink & orange summer & ocean dividers 𝐈, + 𝘨𝘪𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ chaotic sanrio inspired dividers + 1 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ divider dump 𝐈 , 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 & 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ divider dump 𝐈𝐈, + 𝘨𝘪𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘤. . ﾟ

♡ྀིྀི⋆.˚ 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 . . .

‧₊˚ ✧ pink sparkle dividers 𝐈 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ my melody bow and wings dividers + 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink & orange summer & ocean dividers 𝐈, + 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink butterfly dividers 𝐈, + 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ hot pink dividers 𝐈, + 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ pink & brown dividers 𝐈, + 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 .

‧₊˚ ✧ pink sanrio dividers 𝐈, + 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ animated divider dump 𝐈, 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘴, 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘴, 𝘮𝘥𝘯𝘪 𝘨𝘪𝘧 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ animated divider dump 𝐈𝐈, 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘺 & 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ divider dump 𝐈𝐈𝐈, + 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 . ﾟ

♡ྀིྀི⋆.˚ 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 . . .

‧₊˚ ✧ one . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ two . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ three . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ four . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ five . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ six . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ seven . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ eight .

‧₊˚ ✧ nine . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ ten . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ eleven . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ twelve . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ thirteen . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ fourteen . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ fifteen . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ sixteen . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ seventeen . ﾟ

‧₊˚ ✧ eighteen . ﾟ‧₊˚ ✧ nineteen . ﾟ

The JJK men want a break… part 2

Tags: smau, cursing, crack lmao, the jjk men are groveling, you don’t gaf though, nsfw, mdni

An: Here’s part two… as heavily requested… by over 20 people. You can read part 1 here. Anyways, the alt title to this is “Fuck it. Guess we both ain’t shit.” LOL. THERE WILL NOT BE A PART THREE. THE END.

Incl - Satoru, Suguru, Nanami, Choso, Toji, Sukuna

Tags: @luvsymai @jelliblue @mentallyunpresent @enchantingkitty @lemonlimecrystal-blog @muli-wam

controller | sukuna x f!reader master list

four: casino royale part two

Summary: Working as Wasuke Itadori's personal assistant wasn't all that bad. You got paid well, the hours were reasonable, he wasn't a complete asshole like most CEO's were. But there was a catch, and it came in the form of his charismatic son that trouble always seemed to follow. Or maybe he was the problem? Just don’t say you weren’t warned about him.

genre: modern au, 18+, forbidden romance (?), jin and sukuna are twins, smut, angst, fluff, crack & all that good stuff

warnings: explicit smut, graphic depictions of violence, mentions of drug and alcohol use, profanity, more will be added bc this is sukuna were talking about

a/n: 2.3k zont come for me. enjoy the short read 🥰

“Don’t be like that,” he began to call out to you. “I’m not even trying to turn you into my plaything— or whatever the fuck you called it!”

Yet there’s no response, you just keep walking away from him, leaving him high and dry once-a-fucking-gain. He pulls out his phone to text the god damn cockblock, asking what time the after party starts.

| Choso K: around 12-1. we’re still staying here for a while, gojo just won 50k

| Choso K: u gonna bring your date?

| Sukuna Itadori: fuck her

After he presses send, he finishes off what’s left of the contents in his flask then throws it off the balcony, hoping it hits some pedestrians head on the way down. 

Because fuck them too.

“I’ll have a good rest of my night alright,” he mumbles to himself. 

He comes back down just in time for the auction. He usually doesn’t join, but this time he does. It’s only 10:00 pm anyways, and he’s in the mood to burn some fucking cash. 

And that he does, putting in the highest bids for a vintage Rolex and a rare painting by some artist who’s name he could barely pronounce right now— amongst other things he probably won’t be able to remember once he wakes up tomorrow morning. 

Shit— he’ll probably wake up to some news article, talking about how charitable he was. 

After spending a ridiculous amount of money in his twin's eyes, Jin decides to politely interfere. He knew the man better than anyone and knew for a fact he was not in a good mood right now, despite the grin he’s sporting on his face. 

“Hey, the bar’s clearing up, wanna come get a drink with me?” Jin offers, he was more confident than usual. “Haven’t gotten the chance to try one of those Negroni’s yet.” 

“Fuck yeah.” Sukuna easily takes up the offer, getting up from his seat and leading the way. 

The pair walk past you but you don’t notice, because you were too busy talking to some loser Sukuna’s literally never seen before. He’s had it with randoms showing up to these events, and sends a quick text on his phone because of it. 

Jin notices how tense he gets from the sight, and gets a broad idea of what may have happened. He wasn’t bringing that up though.. maybe some other time. He just needs to get his brother to cool off, he showing the type of recklessness that screams ‘say one wrong thing to me and i’m fucking this whole place up’.  

“You excited for the watch?” Jin attempts to make small talk with him after they both sit down.

“You don’t give a fuck about that watch,” Sukuna was quick to respond, the rather ridiculous question seemed to have sobered him up slightly. “What do you want?” 

“What’s wrong?” He asked, not bothering to hide how concerned he was. “You don’t even like paintings and you spent hundreds of thousands on one.” 

“Your older brother can’t splurge a little?”

“You’re only older by a few minutes,” Jin goes off track and argues, he’s sick of hearing that whenever Sukuna decides to deflect. “Look, you’re just off tonight—“

“—I’m fuckin’ perfect,” he cuts his brother off and shoots him a glare.

He holds his hands up in defeat. “I’ll stop asking you about it.. just— please don’t do anything you’ll regret tonight. Please?”

“Why? You scared?” He begins to taunt him. 

“Yes,” Jin was quick to admit. “We’ve been doing good– you, me, dad. It’s been easy between us all, even Yuji’s happier because of it.”

Sukuna groans, “Here you go bringing that little brat up again, trying to guilt me and shit.”

“That little brat loves you,” He defends his son. “If you won’t do it for me or dad, do it for Yuji. He cries whenever he goes too long without seeing you.”

“I know,” he snickers. “He’s a fuckin’ crybaby like you.”

Jin begins to laugh with him, glad he was able to disarm his temper, he’ll always be a better uncle than a son. “Cheers– maybe let me borrow that rolex sometime?”

Sukuna chuckles as he clinks his glass against Jin’s, “Not in a million years.”

After taking a sip, they were both interrupted by Satoru straight up screaming at them from the poker table across the room about how much more money he’s won– drunk as fuck, surrounded by all their other friends. Suguru seems to be trying to calm the man down, but he’s obviously way too hyped up right now. 

He doesn’t seem to realize that the money’s meant to be donated to charity, and he’s probably the only other person in this room who can get just as violent as Sukuna. And being the only heir to Gojo Enterprise, he can get away doing just about anything as well. Those who know him well enough can only hope he takes the news well in the morning tomorrow, or afternoon. 

But aside from all that, everyone seems to be having the night of their lives, especially Wasuke. He bought a bunch of shit from the auction tonight too and is currently showing them off to his close friends, maybe Sukuna will gift him that painting, it’ll probably make him less angry at what he’s planning on doing tonight. 

If he gets caught. 

He doubts it though. 

—

“Yeah– and then there will be a raffle right before the event ends at midnight,” you continue to explain to Ken, one of the journalists that got permission to attend tonight's event. “All of the money that goes into buying the tickets will also be donated as well, and the raffle prize is for a 2-week stay at.. some private island.”

Ken chuckles at your sudden laxness, “Oh c’mon, you helped plan this whole thing out and you can’t even remember the grand prize?” He lightly teases you. 

“Honestly-” you sigh. “The past two months have been a blur. I’m surprised I was even able to give you all of that information,” you admit. 

“I’m just messing with you,” he smiles and looks down at his notepad. “Alright last question– what’s your number?”

“Hm? Like to our office? I’d have to ask Mr. Itadori if I can give that out,” you say obliviously. 

“No, like your personal number.” He chuckles as he corrects you, lightly tapping on the notepad with his pen.

Ken is admittedly very hot. But you really shouldn’t.. you already rejected Sukuna and feel pretty bad about that. Not only that, but this is a work event. You should really extend your whole don’t mix business with pleasure thing to Ken’s advances toward you, even if you don’t actually work with him on the daily. 

But that’s the thing, you don’t directly work with him, and you doubt he’ll show up at the next company’s event. 

“Here, I’ll write it down for you.” You offer, giving the man a smile. 

He hands you the notebook and you write your number down, as you’re doing so, Wasuke screams your name from across the room. 

“Get over here! I want a picture with my assistants!” He drunkenly yells.

“Guess I gotta go now. It was nice meeting you, Ken.” You say before making your way towards your boss. “Text me!”

Akio’s already standing next to Wasuke and the photographer by the time you walk across the vast room to get to them. And yes, Wasuke can yell that loud, it’s something he’s had to learn, being a father to someone like Sukuna.

“Akio,” he gruffly says. “Why the fuck are you in the middle?”

“I– uh, I don’t know Sir.” He responds, clearly confused by that question. 

“Let her stand in the middle, fuckin” attention whore,” he says, then begins to laugh at how scared Akio got at first.

“Sorry Akio,” you chirp out as you make your way to stand next to them. 

“It’s alright,” he nervously laughs along with his boss. 

Wasuke makes the photographer take multiple photos, for literally no reason other than to just get full use out of the photograph. On the 6th photo, you realize who’s about 20 feet away from you and it’s Sukuna. 

You were hoping he had left already so you wouldn't have to run into him.

He’s at a poker table, having the best time with his friends. At least that’s what it looks like– he has a random girl on his lap, she’s kissing on his neck and you have no idea how that’s even appropriate for a fucking work event. But like you said earlier, he can do whatever he wants and not have to deal with the consequences. 

To make it all worse, he’s staring right at you and doesn’t try to hide it, even well after locking eyes with you. You don’t know what he’s enjoying more, having a girl as pretty as her on his lap or the fact that you see that she’s on his lap. 

Not that it matters, you were the one who turned him down. You were starting to feel like a bitch over how you just left him all alone on the balcony like that and this scene just completely reversed it. It actually made you feel a thousand times better about giving someone your number in the same night too.

This was all for the best, things would’ve never worked with him. His own father warned you about him from the very beginning. At least now it seems like he’ll be moving on to his next interest soon. 

Maybe work will actually go back to normal as well. 

You stay at the event up until the very end, just like you promised to Mariko and some of the new interns. The night ended up being pretty fun, especially after staying away from the section Sukuna was in. You think you may have made a new friend with Mariko too, she’s easy to get along with. You’ll definitely be hitting her up soon to go out for lunch or something. 

You make your way to one of the side rooms where they keep important guests coats to grab your own, courtesy of Wasuke being a decent boss. Before you put it on, you decide to order an uber right then and there so you wouldn’t have to be sitting outside in the cold air for too long, which was a great idea since the uber was less than 2 minutes. 

Footsteps made their way toward the small room, but you were too busy throwing your coat on to even notice or care. You looked like you were in a rush too, which is why Sukuna didn’t bother to say anything. He wouldn’t even know what to say, if he had known you’d be in here, he probably would’ve waited to grab his own coat. 

But of course, like the person he is, he can’t exactly keep his mouth shut when it comes to you. 

“You leavin’?” He asks, taking his coat off the hanger. 

“Huh? Oh– yeah,” you respond. You don’t notice it’s him. “Night Jin! I’ll see you back at work on monday.” You were quick to wave him off as you hurriedly left the room, not wanting to make you wait for too long.

“Night,” he says through gritted teeth. 

—

“Hey– they just let me know that guy got home.” Satoru says. They’re currently in a limousine right now, en route to Suguru’s place for the after party. 

“Fucking finally.” Sukuna says, doing one last line and handing the glass tray off to one of the women that decided to join them. “Been waitin’ all night for this,” he pulls his phone out.

Satoru shoo’s the girl that was next to Sukuna away so he can sit next to him and watch his phone screen. Sukuna pulls out an extra phone from his other pocket as well. 

After a couple minutes of typing what looks like a random bunch of codes to his friend, he’s able to pull up live camera footage of Ken’s home– the street cameras so clear he can see the moonlight reflection bouncing off his car. 

“Hold this for me,” Sukuna mutters, handing him the phone and proceeding to do a bunch of other confusing shit on the second one. “Alright, watch this shit,” he says rather mischievously. 

Both their eyes zero in on the screen as Sukuna presses a final button, which makes the screen turn bright fucking orange and the camera momentarily shake. 

They both burst out laughing from it– they’re not there, but that shit must’ve felt like an earthquake, and if Ken wasn’t awake before, he’d definitely be awake now. 

Their laughter begins to die down the same time the street camera self-corrects itself. Soon they’re met with a view of Sukuna’s flawless work– what was once a car is now a giant, mangled piece of metal, surrounded by thousands of broken pieces, that were on fire. 

Good thing he didn’t have a lawn, because his house would’ve caught on fire after a few minutes. But there’s something that tells him Ken’s not thinking about that right now, as he holds his head and paces back and forth on his porch.

It was fucked up, but whatever. The device he had planted in his engine self-destructs and burns itself to ashes after going off, there was no way it would go back to him. He convinces himself it’s what he deserves, especially after eyeballing you the way he did well after you said goodbye to him. 

He wonders if Mr. Kunt will text you all about his car "randomly" exploding tomorrow and it gives him a little idea, but he ends up pushing the thought away. He still respects you enough to not invade your privacy like that. 

He knows that once he crosses that line, there wouldn’t be any going back from that on his end, it might actually turn into some weird fucking obsession from there. 

“Hey sweetheart,” he calls one of the girls and locks eyes with the first one that turns her head. He didn’t catch any of their names. “Pass me that tray, will ya?”

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a/n: sooo ya, kuna spends a fuck ton of money and blows things up from his phone whenever he's mad mad

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infatuated.

featuring: Ryomen Sukuna x f!reader

contains: college!Sukuna, size kink, Sukuna has a huge dick (obvs), riding, obsessive behaviour from Sukuna at the end

note: all characters are aged up to 18+!

word count: 1.8k

series: 1. infatuated | 2. obsessed | 3. addicted | 4. toxic | 5. feral

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Ryomen Sakuna is well-known around campus – big, brutish, the most arrogant man to walk the planet. But if whispers amongst the girls were anything to go by, he’s also a damn good fuck.

It’s why you, fresh off the anti-climactic evaporation of a sub-par situationship that had no right to make you feel as glum as you do, have the sudden desire to fuck Sukuna.

You’re in a club, drowning your sorrows with your friends, when you lock eyes with him across the room. It’s not hard – he’s a head and a half taller than everyone else. But he doesn’t look away. And, you realise, neither do you.

Yeah, he might be a walking red flag. Yeah, you might be bitter and sad over a failed not-relationship. But it’s not like you’re fucking his personality, right? Just one good night. Just one really, really good fuck. Then you can wake up tomorrow, satisfied and ready to move on.

You down your drink and stalk over to him. Time to put those whispers to the test. *

Okay, maybe there’s some truth to the rumours.

One quick drink and a cab ride later, Sukuna has you on his lap, straddling his thighs as you make out on his sofa. He’s so big your legs are basically spread for him already, slotted on either side of his thighs as his hands grope your ass shamelessly.

He didn’t say much to you when you asked him to come home with you. Only a grin played on his lips as he grabbed your hand and said, “No. You’re coming to mine.”

You hadn’t expected him to be such a good kisser though. Your hands card through the pink hair at the nape of his neck as he slides his tongue over yours. Even with you on top of him, you know he’s actually the one in control. He dictates the pace, the speed, everything. Where your previous situationship had demanded that you do all the work, this relinquishing of control feels good. Freeing. You melt into it and into him, pressing your chest against his.

When Sukuna feels you relax, he pushes your dress up past your hips. One large finger hooks onto your panties from behind, pulling them to the side. Without breaking the kiss, he dips his free finger between your folds, checking how wet you are. You gasp at the sudden feel of his calloused finger but Sukuna quickly swallows it. At the feel of your slick arousal, his cock throbs.

“So wet already,” he murmurs, pulling his mouth back only slightly. “Just from kissing?”

Your cheeks burn but you’re distracted by a thick finger prodding your entrance. You gasp lightly and push your hips back, seeking more. Sukuna chuckles.

“I knew you were needy when you threw yourself at me tonight but still…” He grins. “You really do need a good fuck.”

“S-shut up,” you manage to stammer out but Sukuna only laughs.

He withdraws his hand and you have to supress a whine. Instead he undoes his jeans and pulls his cock free. It slaps against your stomach, hard and hot. When you look down at it, your eyes widen. Sukuna smirks – he always loves the look a girl gives him when she sees his cock for the first time.

“I don’t… I don’t know if it’ll fit.” You swallow past the lump in your throat. It’s so big, you want to say but you don’t want to feed his ego any more than necessary.

“That’s why you’re on top, baby.” Sukuna gives an easy grin. “You probably won’t be able to take it all so just do whatever you can.”

His condescending tone makes you frown. You jut your chin out defiantly. Oh, I’ll take it all, you think to yourself. Smug bastard.

You raise your hips, hovering over his fat mushroom tip. You’re already wet but he hasn’t even fingered you to prep you so you know you need to go slow. But determination courses through you. Sukuna watches you, one eyebrow cocked in amusement, as you look down in concentration. Slowly, you sink down onto his cock.

Your nails dig into the thick muscle of his shoulders as you leverage yourself. The stretch is immense but it’s delicious too – a heady mix of burning pleasure. Sukuna puts his hands behind his head, a self-assured smile on his lips as he watches you. He loves this part – loves watching girls struggle to fit him inside them. It makes his ego swell as much as his cock.

You manage a few inches before you have to stop, sweat already glazing your brow. You reach down to play with your clit, making yourself as wet as possible. Sukuna bites his bottom lip as he watches you play with yourself, a third of his cock buried inside you. You feel him throb and it only spurs you on, your pussy drooling around him, stretching to accommodate him.

“You look pretty fucking hot like this,” Sukuna admits, bringing one hand forward to grope your tit. “You need some help, baby?”

You’re too busy concentrating to speak so you give a short nod. Sukuna tweaks your nipple, rolling it between his fingers in a way that shoots sparks through your whole body. You tip your head back and gasp, feeling yourself tumbling closer to an orgasm. Even though he’s not fully inside you, his cock is managing to rub against your walls in a way that makes your eyes rolls back.

Sukuna has to admit he’s enjoying himself. The sight of you making yourself cum on his cock is pornographic and your pussy is squeezing him so tight. He has to fight to urge not to thrust up. Instead, he roughly plays with your tits, enjoying the way your nipples stiffen under his touch. Your body is so responsive to him, so ready for him. Your gummy walls massage his cock in a way that makes him want to go feral. Every muscle in his body is taut as a bowstring, restraining himself.

You open your eyes to see the hunger in his face, a notch between his brows and his lips slightly parted, eyes intense. A thrill runs up your spine. You want to see him hungrier.

Still rubbing your clit, you lower your hips and sink further onto his cock. This time, you’re able to take a few more inches, your pussy enveloping him tightly. Sukuna can’t stop himself from moaning this time, your plush walls hugging him. His hands drop to your hips, holding them with an iron grip.

“Fuck,” he breathes. “That’s good, baby, you’re doing so good.”

You’re taking him better than he thought you would. You’re two-thirds down, your lips gripping him as though you don’t want him to leave. Nevertheless, you slowly bob up and down, never fully withdrawing. The sensitive head of his cock rubs a euphoric friction against your walls, making you both moan contentedly. Sukuna half wants to stay like this forever, never leaving the hot, soft grip of your sweet pussy. The other half of him wants to pin you down and make a mess of your insides, painting your pussy white with his cum.

Your fingers pick up speed against your clit. The combination of Sukuna’s girth stretching your hole and your fingers rubbing your sensitive bud are bringing you close to the edge. You’ve nearly taken him all and you know you can do more – you just need to cum first to loosen up.

“Ah, fuck, that’s it,” Sukuna groans, his grip on your hips tightening to stop himself from bucking his hips. “Fuck yourself on my cock, baby.”

And so you do. You bounce up and down until your legs cramp, but even then, you ignore it and keep going. You rub tight circles on your clit, the way you know you like, and throw your head back in an silent scream.

“Fuck… fuck!” you squeal as your orgasm rushes through you, curling your toes and arching your back.

Sukuna watches you, his eyes flicking down to your pussy to watch your juices run down his cock. He’s almost painfully hard, teased to the brink of his own orgasm. When girls can’t take him all, he usually waits for them to finish on him before getting them to suck him off, bringing him to a finish in their mouth.

But you…

When you come down from riding your high, there’s a spark of defiance in your eyes. You plant your hands on his shoulders and, locking eyes with him, you sink your hips down until your thighs meet his.

Sukuna’s eyes widen. His breath hitches. He looks down to see you joined together, his cock fully buried inside you.

You’ve taken all of him.

“Fuuucck.” Sukuna groans long and loud, the new sensation of his cock being fully enveloped almost making him cum right then and there.

You grin, a sense of accomplishment spurring you on. Your legs are still sore so you grind against him instead, leaning forward to suck sweet kisses on his neck.

“Holy shit.” Sukuna buries his fingers even deeper into your hips, encouraging you to grind harder. “That feels so fucking good, baby.”

Your pussy is addictive. Sukuna wants to live here like this, fully sheathed inside you as your soft, hot walls milk his cock. He’s never known this sensation before, this delicious heat as your bodies fully connect. Your plush ass nestled against his thighs, your clit rubbing against him as you grind, your lips wrapped around him to the base of his cock. Fuck. You’re incredible, he thinks.

“Cum inside me, Sukuna,” you whimper in his ear.

You don’t need to tell him twice. Sukuna growls animalistically, burying his face in your neck as his cock throbs once. Twice.

You feel him explode inside you, hot, sticky cum coating your walls. You keep grinding until he’s done, milking him for all he’s worth. It’s only when you make to move away, to pull your puffy pussy away from his cock that he hardens his grip on you again.

Before you can ask him what’s wrong, he captures your lips in a deep kiss. It’s a surprise but a pleasant one – you didn’t take Sukuna for someone who kissed after sex. You make out for a while, his cum leaking out around his softening cock. It’s only when your thighs are slick with both of your juices that you pull away again.

“Thanks, Sukuna.” You smile at him. “I needed that.”

You hop off his lap, satisfied. To you, the plan worked. You’re content and ready to move on from your shitty situationship.

But Sukuna has never cum inside anyone before. Never been able to. Never met anyone who could take all of him. He watches you pad away to the bathroom to clean up, humming happily. You might be going home tonight, content and oblivious, but something dark stirs inside Sukuna. He knows he’s never letting you go.

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