I'm Not Just A Bitch, I'm A Bitch With A Backstory

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."

boyfriend!toji who doesn’t know why but he feels this weird jealousy everytime he sees you meet your friends and greet them all with a big hug. you never did that with him. you relationship was still fairly new to the both of you, but you kissed you fucked you even held hands sometimes when walking around. but, what toji was now realizing, was that he wanted a hug. well, he wanted a hug from You. not a casual little hug, a hug. holding each other. he didn’t know how to broach the subject without sounding needy and like the complete opposite of how he usually acts. he had never cared about this kinda stuff with other people, he’d never experienced it growing up and he thought he could live without it. until you. until you showed him that wanting to be held was normal. he’d been thinking about it for a while until one night, as the two of you got ready for bed it simply slipped out.

‘how come you don’t hug me?’

immediately you stopped plaiting your hair and turned to him with a shocked look.

‘what?’

‘how come you don’t hug me? like when you see your friends or you say bye you hug them. you don’t hug me.’

as soon as he said it he felt stupid. a grown man like him, older than you and he was sat here asking for a fucking hug. what if you turned the question around and said ‘well you don’t hug me’ what would he say? that i’ve never done that before sorry i don’t know how? his thoughts came to a stop when he felt a small hand grab his own larger one.

‘i- toji im so sorry. i’m sorry i didn’t think that was something you wanted.’

fuck now he’s made you feel bad.

‘nah doll you don’t have to say sorry, its nothing let’s just go to bed’

‘no toji please. let’s talk about it.’

you lifted the blanket and made your way over to his side of the bed so you could sit face to face. everything about you was so soft, so kind. such a complete contrast to himself. he was panicking, he didn’t do stuff like this, never talked about stuff like this.

‘honestly toji, i really just thought you weren’t a touchy person. i’m sorry for just assuming especially considering everything you’ve been through,’

‘no please doll. i wasn’t trying to blame you for anything. i just’

his palms were actually sweating, but your face. god your darling sweet face, looking at him like he hung up the stars in sky. like every word out of his mouth meant the world to you. you would wait for him to get the words out no matter how long he took.

‘i don’t know to be honest. you’re right i’m not a touchy person i’ve never really hugged anyone. but i want that. with you. and im sorry, i should be the one to initiate it i just didn’t really know how doll.’ his voice was so quiet, just a rough whisper.

he looked up to stare into your glassy eyes when you leaned in and kissed him. a small whisper of a kiss.

‘can i hug you?’ you said with your lips pressed against his.

he knew you knew he would prefer not to dwell on it.

and then he wrapped his arms around your back so tightly like he was showing the universe just how bad he needed you. he pulled you into his lap and let his cheek fall to your shoulder. he felt your arms wrap around his neck and you fingers stroking the hairs at his nape.

neither of you spoke, you simply sat and held each other and made a silent promise to maintain the closeness from today onwards.

‘thank you for telling me toji. you big baby.’

‘yeah that’s enough. time for bed.’

your giggle was music to his ears.

kks sensei

Team "Characters Who Should've Interacted Directly, But Never Did," assemble!

imagine husband!nanami who can’t say no to you when you say “please?” with the most heart melting, unfathomably precious, pleading look ever.

“only because i love you so much.” he sighed. because he only loved you.

his hand patted the back of your thigh, before gently kneading the skin as you stood between his legs applying the pink clay mask to his face. “you almost done?” he asked, his gaze following your eyes deeply. if you hadn’t known any better, you’d think he was trying to fluster you on purpose. but really, he just adored you so much. how pretty he thought you were, and all his.

nanami truly thought you were the perfect one for him. not once had he ever thought he could meet someone as lovely as you. yet here you are, filling the hole he once had in his heart. you never needed to beg him for anything, he was always the one who begged you to let him take care of you.

“almost done, ken.” you murmured, your tongue subconsciously poking past your lips in concentration. a low chuckle rumbled from his chest, his hands moving to hold the plush of your hips. “i love you, sweetheart.”

oh. . . how much he loved the pink tint that grew on your cheeks when the words lovingly roll off his tongue, oozing out like warm honey.

you averted your gaze shyly, a habit nanami both adored and disfavored, until his thumb ran across your bottom lip to coax you into looking at him again. “i love you.” nanami repeated, a faint smile adorning his tired features. you could never get enough of him. just like how he couldn’t get enough of you.

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we lost the whole emo band dawg. rip :((

I gonna cry 🥹

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bestfriend!satoru who spam comments under all your posts and makes sure to let everyone know that he’s the one who took the pic

bestfriend!satoru who doesn’t ever let your read your books. he lays his head in your lap and demands you read aloud to him.

bestfriend!satoru who’s always kissing your cheeks to say hello and bye bye. sometimes they linger a bit too long but it’s only cos he finds you so cute .

bestfriend!satoru who talks suguru’s ears off about you. every detail about your outfit, the new shade of gloss you had on today, the way your ass looked absolutely perfect in those jeans. frankly suguru is sick of him.

bestfriend!satoru who sulks as soon as he finds out you’re going on a date. he’d lie on your bed with your plushies squished in between his biceps and whine about you being too pretty for this guy.

bestfriend!satoru who waits patiently for your return and can’t help but smile at your tipsy state. clearly date didn’t go too well. he helps you undress, fingers caressing the smooth silky skin of your back as he lets your dress fall.

bestfriend!satoru who gets mad when you say you’re fine to sit in sugurus lap since there aren’t any seats left in the car. he abruptly slams the car door in sugurus face and drags you over to his side. ‘come on baby you don’t sit in anyone’s lap but mine.’ and next thing you know your snug in his lap with his bulky arms wrapped tight around your waist. ‘just to keep you safe pretty.’

bestfriend!satoru who claims ‘one kiss won’t change anything’ and then he’s pressing his plush lips to yours. his tongue making its way into your mouth as his hands pet at the small of your back. ‘course it’s fine we’re best friends’

bestfriend!satoru who towers over you and always has a spare hoodie ready for you because he knows you never wrap up warm. truthfully he adores the way you look in his clothes, his hoodie reaching mid thigh on you and still you had miles of legs left on display. he’s always saying how much he loves your legs but he doesn’t think you know to what extent. plush thighs and a round ass that he had dreamt of far too many times.

bestfriend!satoru who knows it’s sick but everytime you nap in his room he picks you up and places you in his lap. just so he can feel your soft breasts pushed against him. his hands will wander until one of them is squeezing at your ass and the other is stroking the soft skin at your thighs. ‘sorry baby you’re just so pretty when you sleep’

bestfriend!satoru who peeks at you when you’re changing in his room. baby pink underwear with a little bow dotted right at the front.

part 2 !! part 3!!

PLEASEE IM BEGGING

me trying to read a fanfic with actual romance/fluff or a smau that’s funny/fluff but all everyone seems to write is smut💔💔 ITS SO RUSHED TOO LIKE JEEZ where is the plotttt anymore. then i’ll finally think i found a good fanfic or smau and then BOOM sex like okay…!

pleaseeee gimme some eren, armin , gojo or toji recs that aren’t straight smut guysss

birthday candles with gojo !

"what," satoru whines, twisting his fingers into the hem of your old sweater. "is it illegal to want m'girl blowing out the birthday candles?"

you squirm in his lap to no avail, hips trapped by his arms and shoulder pinned under his chin. your boyfriend pouts up at you, big blue eyes sparkling.

"they're your candles, 'toru."

"but you're my girl," he counters, sidling up close to press a sticky kiss to your cheek. "look, the wax is melting already."

you reach back, brushing over the short, white hairs curling around his nape. "need me to do everything for you, huh?"

with a short puff, the room goes dark. little boxes of light still blink in through the slats in the blinds of satoru's apartment, but now it's mostly just you cradled in his lap, saccharine candle smoke wafting around your heads.

a quiet exchange of breaths, and—

"ahh," satoru voices next to your ear, finger pointing at his open mouth.

you oblige (as you always do), sinking a fork into cream and chiffon.

turning in his lap, you cup his jaw in one hand and shove the cake into his mouth with the other. and as a gift, you seal it with a kiss, smearing cream on your lips.

"happy?" it's a question that comes with a head tilt and a smile.

"best birthday ever," is what satoru says before diving back in.

— hbd to my glorious blue eyed king.. pls talk/interact if u enjoyed, gojo said so ᡣ𐭩

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