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no megumi crumbs in the epilogue should be considered a crime. a HUGE chunk of the manga was dedicated to saving HIM. tf you mean no megumi crumbs???? megumi stans can’t have shit.

Pervy DILF neighbor Toji that has just the right amount of cockiness to mow the lawn shirtless, knowing you're at the window. Watching.

Pervy DILF neighbor Toji with his bedroom window right opposite yours, curtains always drawn - always. Keeping an eye out for when you're purposefully too distracted to close your own curtains when you change. Hey, sue the guy - he has a great view, and you're having a great time teasing him.

Pervy DILF neighbor Toji who finds that your dryer has broken and you're drying your laundry on your balcony. Only for a pretty lil' piece of lace to land on his own - thank god for the wind. And thank god for those soundproof walls he'd installed with the way he had your panties wrapped around his fist, the other around his rock-hard cock, rasping out your name over and over.

Pervy DILF neighbor Toji who'd knock at your door to ask you for some.....sugar....then maybe let it slip that he'd totally burnt those cookies for Megumi's bakesale so wouldyoupleasemindhelping.

Pervy DILF neighbor Toji who doesn't get much baking done with you that day. Or...at all really.

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pairing — satoru gojo x suguru's daughter reader

summary — after a night of partying and drinking, you run into none other than satoru gojo — your dad's infuriatingly hot best friend who you haven't seen in years. blame it on the alcohol, but you start flirting with him. and he flirts back. so, can it really be that wrong to want to fuck your dad's best friend? after all, what happens in the kitchen at 3AM stays in the kitchen, right?

status — completed ✓

word count — 37 k total

warnings — 18+ ONLY. contains explicit sexual content, age difference, alcohol use, mild angst, in need of heavy daddy issues to enjoy this.

genre/tags — college AU, lawyer satoru gojo (late 30s), tennis player and college student reader (early 20s), friends to lovers, casual relationship, he falls first and is down bad (as always), questionable things happen when others are around, smut with little plot to back it up, suguru was a teenage father lol, girls just wanna have fun gone wrong or so

ao3 + wattpad

chapters

chapter 01 | the first serve

chapter 02 | the rally

chapter 03 | the match point

© lostfracturess. do not repost, translate, or modify my work.

I'd fuck the depression out of him

mdni, reblogs appreciated .  ﾟ ࿔ ˖ fem!reader ﾉ he calls you baby, dry humping

synopsis: quickie in the morning between you and your fav (๑•͈ᴗ•͈)

"i'm trying to sleep here." you laugh breathlessly as you feel his lips against your neck. you feel his hands trail down to your hips and the squeeze of your flesh.

"the sun's out, it's time to wake up." he mumbles as he gently sucks the soft skin of your neck. the previous breathless laughs turns into a soft moan.

"keep those pretty little sounds coming, baby."

his bulge rubs against your ass causing him to let out a groan in pleasure; your back arching in response.

he grips your hips a little tighter as he continues grinding his bulge against your ass, trying to get some type of relief. his mouth is still attached to your neck and moving along to your shoulder, planting needy kisses as he feels his pleasure slowly building.

with one hand keeping your hips still, his other hands begins to squeeze your breast, kneading them. his thumb twirling around your nipple as he gently tugs on them causing you to whimper.

every little moan slipping out your pretty lips just eggs him on, causing him to grope your ass. he feels himself getting closer and closer. he shamelessly thrust his hips up while you grind down against him desperately, leading you both to come completely undone.

bringing back this series from @/creamflix because this is a sukuna-centric blog and i love my man and this is literally me and him

dumbass boyfriend! sukuna who is ridiculous when it comes to technology. just recently you bought him an ipad with a sim in it, and he seems to be using it just fine. maybe a little too fine, because one casual look at his screen-time made your eyes comically pop out.

17h 34m.

seriously, does your boyfriend even sleep? when does he sleep? what is he doing when you're gone? after a very strict interrogation with your grumbling bumbling boyfriend, you find out that your dumbass boyfriend! sukuna has fallen down the rabbit hole of tv shows and movies. hulu, amazon prime, apple tv, netflix, you name it, he has an account on it. you can't even stay mad at him, it's not like you can always be at home with him and honestly? good on him for finding this way to spend his time.

but on the flip side, he is on his way to becoming a letterboxd elitist with the amount of content he's watched. and since he is the ryomen sukuna, he obviously has many colorful opinions about what he has watched. it's not like he's gonna be a raging film bro unless you introduce him to the app-

too late.

dumbass boyfriend! sukuna who is now raking in numbers and criticism solely based off his watched movies alone. he doesn't leave reviews often, but when he does he asks you to type it for him. during these moments, he calls you his scribe, cackling when you deliver a sharp smack! to his arm in response. or when you're not at home, he uses speech to text, which results in his reviews being awfully written and not at all proofread. somehow they are also the ones that do the best and end up as meme templates on twitter.

some people know of dumbass boyfriend! sukuna and his letterboxd account because of his twitter presence (that he's honestly abandoned out of his sheer fear disgust of the men who want to "touch him" and the women who want to "no lube no protection all night" him ever since he accidentally posted a picture of his feet). the people who don't know him however, are quick to cite him as a bot, saying there is no way that someone can watch this much content "even if they were unemployed." but how can you tell them that your dumbass boyfriend! sukuna is…not like other guys? literally.

dumbass boyfriend! sukuna who complains to you about his screen being dirty. it was bound to happen of course, his ridiculously big thumb-prints all over the screen, having never cleaned his ipad even once ever since purchase. so you casually mention that he needs to “clean it.” pretty simple right?

wrong. so wrong.

you wake up from your nap to the sound of clattering from the kitchen and your boyfriend nowhere in sight. you figured he woke up earlier than you to finish a show he was talking to you about (spoiler: the boys) and was making a snack for himself. you don't think much of it, ready to go back to sleep until you swore you heard the sound of sizzling. you know better than to leave your almost 7 foot boyfriend alone in your kitchen, and you rush to find your dumbass boyfriend! sukuna holding up a bar of dish soap. against his ipad screen.

“'kuna, what are you doing?”

“you told me to clean this device.”

“not like that!”

needless to say you spent a good one hour on call with apple care's customer support, all while dumbass boyfriend! sukuna has you on his lap as he grumbles about “stupid human policies.” for his birthday, you gifted him a box of screen cleaning wipes, and updated his letterboxd bio to "my girlfriend put me on timeout for the rest of the week, so i won't be active here."

November 3rd

He's so pretty I hate him

thinking of aftercare with toji but it’s not the typical aftercare you think of. This man has just taken you to pound town, your hair a mess, skin covered in marks and your entire body already feels so sore. Yeah, sure you guys cuddled a little and he gave you some kisses and told you how good you were at taking him, praising and assuring you, but one thing that never fails…he always orders food for the both of you after. Both of you sit in bed, naked, blankets draped over you as you stuff your mouth with a chicken tender dipped in sauce. “How you feeling, mama?” Toji glances over you at you, smirking. “Even better than before,” you hum, taking another bite of your food. “This is just what I needed after back to back orgasms.” He chuckles at your words, leaning over to press a kiss to your cheek before wiping the corner of your mouth with his thumb, licking the sauce off his finger. Your eyes flutter shut as you chew your food, resting your head on his shoulder. “Open up,” he says. You do as he says with no hesitation and he places some fries in your mouth. And in return, you give him a bite of your chicken. “I swear this shit tastes heavenly,” you say with your mouth full. “I love you, baby.” You look up at him through thick lashes. “I love you more. Good sex and good food, what more could we ask for?” He lets out a satisfied sigh. Nodding in agreement, you also add, “a good shower. You’re carrying me to the bathroom though. I don't think I can walk.” You poke his arm.