I Feel Like Sukuna Is The Type Of Man To Get Yelled At By His Wife And Be Genuinely Impressed By It,

im so mad at u omg

how dare u make my noritoshi obsession 10 times worse

Noritoshi spews his true feelings when you're upset with him. Similar to a very eager puppy trying to regain your favor by any means...... but realizes what he says and blames you for turning him into a fool. Another downside for him is that he won't take his words back in fear of you getting the wrong idea.

you're just a bully that he hopes will forget about the embarrassing words he blurted out.

hes simultaneously reeling and embarrassed. is this what happens when you make your love upset? does that imply he's your love?!

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SMAUS

jjk men reacting to you asking for their hoodie : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, y.itadori, m.fushiguro, r.sukuna, k.nanami, t.fushiguro

jjk men pretending to be your boyfriend : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, y.itadori, m.fushiguro, r.sukuna, k.nanami, t.fushiguro

jjk men being needy during your finals : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, y.itadori, m.fushiguro, r.sukuna, k.nanami

sending jjk men random memes : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, y.itadori, r.sukuna, k.nanami, t.fushiguro

boyfriend texts : ̗̀➛ t.fushiguro

boyfriend texts : ̗̀➛ s.gojo

accidental confessions : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, r.sukuna, t.fushiguro, m.fushiguro, k.nanami

boyfriend texts : ̗̀➛ r.sukuna

"send d!ck"meme reaction : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, r.sukuna, k.nanami, m.fushiguro, t.fushiguro, y.itadori

they help u babysit ur little bro : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, y.itadori, m.fushiguro, r.sukuna, t.fushiguro

sending them "choke me" : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, y.itadori, m.fushiguro, r.sukuna, t.fushiguro, k.nanami

asking the jjk men if you can sleep with them : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, y.itadori, r.sukuna, t.fushiguro, k.nanami

"can we get a pet pig" : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, y.itadori, r.sukuna, t.fushiguro, k.nanami, m.fushiguro

situationships : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, t.fushiguro, k.nanami, m.fushiguro

ONE-SHOTS

mafia!boss toji x reader : ̗̀➛ t.fushiguro

gojo takes care of sick reader : ̗̀➛ s.gojo

saviour (Greek God AU) : ̗̀➛ t.fushiguro

sex on the beach : ̗̀➛s.gojo

coming home to him on a rainy evening : ̗̀➛ t.fushiguro

HEADCANONS

jjk men as mafia bosses : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, mahito, k.nanami, r.sukuna, t.fushiguro

gojo satoru as a boyfriend part 2 : ̗̀➛ s.gojo

shopping w them : ̗̀➛ s.gojo, t.fushiguro, y.itadori

soft sukuna scenarios : ̗̀➛ r.sukuna

mafia boss relationship headcanons : ̗̀➛ t.fushiguro

relationship headcanons : ̗̀➛ k.nanami

with a famous s/o : ̗̀➛ k.nanami, s.gojo

them comforting you during your finals : ̗̀➛ s.gojo,k.nanami, t.fushiguro

SERIES

୭ EX-HUSBAND TOJI

the divorce + first time seeing him again : ̗̀➛ t.fushiguro

megumi's shared custody : ̗̀➛ t.fushiguro

running into ex-husband toji at the supermarket : ̗̀➛ t.fushiguro, s.gojo

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day vs night

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 !! 💗

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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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ᯓᡣ𐭩 he's busy rn !

¡! summary: they've decided to play a prank on you! (gone wrong)

¡! incl: gojo, geto, nanami, choso, toji, inumaki, yuji, megumi, sukuna

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JJK MEN × READER

SMAU - YOUR KID GETS HOLD OF YOUR PHONE... { part 2 }

fluff | mature language | fem!reader

includes - Suguru Geto, Satoru Gojo, Choso Kamo, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, Ino Takuma, Higuruma Hiromi, Ryomen Sukuna

PART 1

@kivrumi

totally (not) beating the allegations

best friend!takuma ino headcanons

contains... best friends to lovers, mutual pining, casual confession of love, kisses (platonic), kisses (romantic), modern au, high school to university au, living together-ish, fem intended reader, pet names (baby, babe, love, sexy, handsome, beautiful, sweetie, the list goes on and on), lots of physical touch, nicknames (you call takuma, kuma.), reader has a mother and a father, y'all are basically dating just without the label...

word count: 2.3k (this wasn't supposed to be long. i told myself 0.8k maximum...)

riea's comments: all sixteen people living in takuma city RISE UP! i miss my husband of 35 years so much, come back to me loml :(( something to munch on while y'all wait for the next full throttle chapter. also not too much on me if this is a drabble and not hcs idk the difference :))

first off... i just wanna say that i KNOW I KNOW that ino is one of the funniest people in the jjk cast idc idc!!! if he had more screentime (and if the situation wasnt dire) my boy would be crackin some jokes!!!!

you've been friends with takuma for around 7 years, your first meeting happening in tenth grade, when your teacher paired you two up for an interview project. when time came to actually record the interviews, it was hard to edit out you two laughing uncontrollably every fifteen seconds or so

i mean, you two just had so much in common!!! same favorite color, same favorite franchise, same favorite tv show, same favorite video game; it was like yall were the same person. there was just one thing you both disagreed on: whether hex code #286061 was blue or green

your argument ended up being the last ten minutes of the final video you submitted...

without a doubt, after that, you two became inseparable. in school, people would take notice of your closeness. when one of you were absent, teachers would jokingly ask "where's the other one?"

there was not a single thing you didn't do together, homework, go to the gym, gossip, eavesdrop, etc etc. so of course, you ended up applying to the same universities and when it came time for college acceptance season...

takuma invited you over, forcing you to bring your mailed letters from the eight universities. sprawling out over his lap, you took in the all too familiar sight of his room. you've been in his room more times than you've been in your own (and vice versa!)

i mean ino's been over to your place so many times that he calls your parents mom and dad. and you've been over to his house so much that takuma's mom practically jumped for joy every time you burst through the front doors with a "guess who's home!!!" so it was completely normal that you guys knew the ins and outs of each other's rooms, right?

"kuma, baby," you started with a sigh, reveling in your best friend's repetitive motions. running his hand through your hair, ino looked down at you, eyes showing that he was listening. "i'm scared, what if we don't–"

"ah-ah-ah! no negativity here!" he cut you off, pushing you off his lap and grabbing the letters you left on his desk. "listen here beautiful," takuma says, bringing a hand to your cheek, his heart swelling when you subconsciously leaned into it, "we're gonna take each other's letters, and open them," he handed you a white envelope, the logo of both of yours dream university on it, "starting with, kyōmei."

taking a well needed deep breath, you nodded. "okay," you and ino began to open the envelopes at the same time, only looking at each other when you saw the status. "accepted or rejected in 3...2...1..."

"ACCEPTED"

"ACCEPTED"

cue the mandatory silence before the screaming. "holy shit. you got in." "you got in." "WE GOT IN!!! WE'RE GOING TO KYŌMEI!!!!" you two practically flew off the bed, jumping up and down in celebration. peppering his face in kisses, you nuzzled your face into takuma's neck. "i'm so proud of us! i mean, kyōmei," you pulled away from his neck, shaking his shoulders harshly, "the kyōmei?!!!"

anyways, soon enough, you both realized that you'd have to move away, resulting in a seven hour search for apartments near the university's campus. and just as takuma was about to give up, you found a listing for units 19A and 19B, right in the heart of the city and just a five minute walk from kyōmei

and with that, it was moving day, well, days is more like it considering that the whole process took like ten days... finding cute furniture is really hard! and moving all of it is even harder!! and don't even get me started on the appliances! although, you and takuma found a way around it

like what do both of you need a microwave for? and there isn't a reason to have two dishwashers, there wasn't even a reason to have one! y'all kept your fridges though... who was gonna be banging on the other's door in the middle of the night for some cold water??

with time, it came for the highly anticipated freshman formal, an welcome event hosted by kyōmei itself, and of course, you had to go. so here you were, staring at your figure in the mirror as your best friend's large hand rubbed your shoulder, the other zipping up your black dress. "all done!" he breathed, taking a step away so that you could see for yourself. "i look so cute~" you giggled, hearing the clack of your heels as you twirled. "you do!" he paused, looking you up and down, "when did you get that dress?"

"your mom gave it to me a couple days ago! where'd you get that tux? i don't think i've seen it before," you walked over and straightened takuma's suit, as he laughed in response, "your mom gave it to me..."

"this was planned."

"this was definitely planned."

"we should send a picture in the family group chat!"

"we should!!! but, hair first!"

notice how i said family group chat, singular, not plural. and that's because there's a gc for both of your families! it's name was a mix between "ino" and your last name, since, in all seriousness, your families were close

so here you were, sitting pretty on takuma's lap as you focused on straightening the front pieces of his hair, because that's what best friends do!

"okayyyy sexyyyy," you squealed, moving out of the way so that takuma could see himself in your vanity mirror, "damnn, i look hot!" he smiled as he checked himself out, his hand firmly on your waist (to make sure that you wouldn't fall, of course!). "i knew i was fine but, did i always look this fine?" he asked, looking up at you with his big dark brown eyes, a playful smirk evident on his face. "yes, takuma. you're the sexiest man ever. just a bit of eyeliner on you and we'll be on our way, okay?"

turning back to your station, you grabbed some brown and black pencils before starting to lightly draw over ino's outer eye corner, "do men as sexy as me really need eyeliner?" a look from you was all he needed to know to shut up and close his eyes

and oh, how he loved being so close to you. not just emotionally but physically as well. like, not every duo can say that they barge into the other's apartment to steal snacks! and speaking of snacks... let me just say, there's a whole cabinet in his kitchen reserved for your favorite foods and! he keeps your favorite ice cream flavor stocked in his freezer

you, on the other hand, have a little space where you hide takuma's favorite anything. chips, gummies, takeout menus, you name it, you have it. because your best friend is oh-so-optimistic, it can be harder for him when he's just not having the best of days. which is why when you go your (not so) separate ways at the end of the day, you pack up a basket for him. ribbons in his favorite color, his top 15 favorite snacks from that one time y'all bought one of everything in a nearby convenience store and ranked them, takeout on the way, horror flicks he's been wanting on dvd because he said "its cooler that way", and a handwritten letter from you, for my kuma, scribbled on the envelope

dropping off the basket at his door and retreating back to your place, you'd press your ear against the wall separating your units, physically feeling your heart break when you heard sniffles. that was all you needed to practically fly over to his, a few boxes of tissues in hand. because that's what best friends do!

and don't even get me started on how many belongings y'all have at the other's place... like that one time takuma walked into your apartment announcing his presence, only to be met with silence. let me set up the scene for you. you are taking a relaxing shower when you hear a knock on the door followed by four more and then three more. "come in!" you called out, unbeknownst to you, ino's voice was closer than you thought

"already in here..., anyways. is my shampoo in there?"

"the one with the purple cap?"

"yeah, thanks babe!"

"wait, can you get me my towel?"

or that time when you causally opened the door to his unit (because it was basically yours too) and greeted him with a simple pat on his head before skipping off to find those jeans you thrifted

slight cohabitation aside, the university life was definitely... something. it was clear and obvious that you two were close, a blind man could see it. but close is a really really really vague word, and it's surely not the word that describes the way the two of you act. in this friendship, terms of endearment drop like rain from clouds. every. other. sentence. contains a "babe" or "baby" or "sweetheart" or "darling" WE GET IT OKAY...

and it seems like if y'all go a single day without touching each other, a bomb will fall from the sky and earth would blow up. his hands are constantly on you, his favorite places (when in public) being your shoulders and arms, and when at home it was without a doubt your waist and thighs. just imagine how difficult it must be for people speak to you both on campus when his arm is slung around you and your hand is holding onto his side. the rumors practically created themselves....

and when i say people were shocked, i mean they were SHOCKED when y'all were like "haha, no, we're not dating!!! we're best friends!" everyone was thinking: yeah best friends who FUCK. best friends who are IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER. y'all became the campus' it couple without being a couple. how does that happen??!??

however... there were a couple of people who were particularly excited to hear that you both were single. a few girls approached you one day while in the general area, asking if it was true that you and ino weren't dating. "we aren't... why?" one of the girls shifted on her feet, clearly nervous. "well... could you um... give this to him for me?!" she bowed, presenting a pretty pink envelope. you froze, staring at the item before giggling. "i see what this is about! don't worry! i'll make sure this gets to him safely!" long story short, that letter was never delivered

and on ino's side, he had some classmates pestering him about you. asking for your favorite show, candy, date style, everything under the sun. "guys, guys! she doesn't even want a boyfriend right now!" takuma shouted, even though two days prior you were complaining about how spending too much time with him was scaring all the hotties away

but let's get into the real stuff... the realization of love

for takuma, there wasn't a "wow, i'm in love with her" moment. what he does know though is that he started feeling something different for you a few months before college admission season. to him, the world was always bright with you by his side but now... it was so much brighter. it was like looking directly into the sun; it hurt but he couldn't look away, he doesn't want to look away. you're the best thing to ever happen to him, and the mere thought of ruining what you have just for some feeling—no matter how intense—isn't... right to him

and you figured it out after a dream you had one night back in high school. you dreamt of being in takuma's arms, the ones you snuck glances at when he wasn't paying attention to you. in not dream world, all you had to do was ask and he'd gladly envelop you but the vibes in this dream were different. there was tension. and it was thick. his beanie was off and thrown somewhere on the bed, your bed. looking back at him, your breath caught in your throat, "hey pretty," he slurred, drunk off tiredness. ino's called you beautiful more times than you can count; he made sure to do it at least once a week, so why... just why did this time make your stomach heat up and your heart race? you woke up with a flushed face, queasy feeling in your gut, and a deep understanding. it wasn't just platonic love anymore

"hey," you started, eyes trained on the movie in front of you, but your mind was focused on something else, "y'know how everyone thinks we're dating?" ino nodded as you reached over to grab the bowl of popcorn. "i've been thinking... maybe they're onto something..."

takuma's gulp could be heard from miles away, "wh-what are you trying to say?"

"what are we? seriously. because i can't sit here and pretend like i don't wish we were something more."

"something more like...?"

"now's not the time to be oblivious! don't you get it?! i'm—"

"i'm in love with you,"

it was like time stood still as you looked at your best friend. his face was lit by the tv screen a couple feet away, his hair was a mess, and slightly prominent dark circles were under his eyes, but... he's never looked more beautiful to you. "have been. for a long time. we've basically been dating for like four years already. four more and then we'll get married?" he flashed his signature smile

"oh, shut up," he brought your face millimeters away from his, whispering "make me." before kissing you deeply, not on your cheek, or your forehead, or your shoulders, but on your lips this time. and all the times after that too

because that's what best friends lovers do, right?

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blue spring — kageyama tobio

synopsis: in the trenches of her own being, he frees her from self-destruction. unknowingly.

content: university au. artist rdr. classmates/tutor + tutored to lovers. soft angst and fluff. slow burn. may be ooc. family trauma. yn is an overachiever. cursing. kys jokes. mentions of sex (this fic is sfw).

status: completed

🐰 indicates the chapter contains written content.

profiles: bestest friends ever + tsukishima | bros !!

chapters:

prologue

i. teach me! 🐰

ii. monkey tie at the exhibit 🐰

iii. something sweet 🐰

iv. coping mechanism 🐰

v. two-headed lamb 🐰

vi. new, scary, unexpected

vii. too silly

viii. downward spiral 🐰

ix. guilt 🐰

x. wonder 🐰

xi. spaces inbetween 🐰

xii. caving in 🐰

xii. remember to be patient!

xiii. until we’re old and wrinkly 🐰

xiv. my blue spring 🐰