angelziez

every man gets his wish

“one day, i’m really gonna be done with you.”

over sukuna’s dead body.

“uh-huh,” he groaned, one hand firmly planted on the small of your back and pushing it down to make it arch for him. god, he fucking missed the sight of that. the shape of you squirming underneath him as he shoved his cock inside your soaked cunt. “tell me just how much you hate me, baby.”

“i can’t fucking stand you,” you whined, like your walls weren’t clamping down around him at just the sound of his low chuckle.

he wasn’t much better.

not when every sharp retort that left your glossy lips and every glimpse of you biting into his pillow to brace yourself made his cock throb. veins pulsing as he resisted the urge to cum inside you, craving his climax and choking it out at the same time - refusing to finish first.

"don't think your pussy agrees," he snickered, sliding his palm over your back until he found the back of your neck, fingers closing tight around your throat as you let out a moan loud enough for the man upstairs to hear. you must have thought the same thing judging by the way a shudder rolled through your body. "she's squeezing me real tight."

"you're disgusting," you moaned with none of your vitriol and all of your desire, hips wiggling while he dragged his swollen tip right below your cervix.

"and you're the one letting my disgusting dick fuck you from behind," he sarcastically reminded you.

"i didn't say your dick was disgusting," you argued, huffing as you tried to crane your neck around to glare at him. "i said you-"

but he snuck his free hand around to find that cute clit of yours, pressing down hard enough to draw a pretty little whimper from your throat.

"you said what?" he wryly mocked, fucking you faster into his mattress, not giving a shit how much the bed creaked beneath your combined weight, his hips snapping down into your ass as his abs preemptively tensed.

"i hate you," you whined, but he heard it all before.

for you, hate wasn't all that far off from love. for sukuna, he didn't mind either as long as it meant your attention was all on him.

and right now, it seemed like the only thing you were capable of remembering was his name, gasping it in shuddered breaths as he rubbed familiar circles over your sensitive bud, making you cum and cry it out before you could break things off again.

on another day, he probably would've pulled out.

splattered his cum across your back and then spelled his name out with it.

but not today. not now.

no, he was cumming deep inside you, stalling mid-thrust as he felt warm, thick ropes of it start to spill out, his fingers refusing to stop coaxing you through your own climax as he hissed your name.

"you love me as much as i love you," he accusingly muttered, jaw locked tight as he froze over you, staring down at your sweat-slick skin, the smell of sex and your perfume heavy in the air while you caught your breath.

"whatever," you huffed.

that wasn't a no.

he hadn't even fully pulled out when the pounding started at his front door, which, uh, was still not fully on its hinges, a familiar voice shouting his name and swearing to beat his ass on the other.

your boyfriend must've realized you never really belonged to him, huh?

"he's probably gonna evict me," sukuna muttered, carefully brushing your hair back to press a soft kiss to a love bite he left earlier as he slipped his cock out of you, glancing down to see his cum slowly starting to leak down your thighs.

you groaned, rolling over and lazily wrapping your wrists around his neck once you were facing him.

"i guess you can come live with me," you sighed, lashes fluttering as you let him continue to dot kisses down your face to your breasts, greedily wrapping his lips around your breast to suck softly.

"you sure?" he mumbled, busy dragging his tongue across your peaked nipple to care about the incessant banging on the door after he already banged you.

"i might still set your clothes on fire if you piss me off," you warned, drawing what he suspected was a heart with the tip of your finger on his back.

"i don't mind being naked."

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ FRAT!KUNA X SOFT!READER ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ -MEET CUTE !

contents ᥫ᭡: a VERY SHORT fluff one shot based off of these head cannons!! also for all of the frat!kuna stuff i've done some of my inspo was this amazing series!!!

synopsis ᥫ᭡: frat!kuna was NEVER known for liking someone first- if anything, for liking people at all! so imagine how badly he surprises him self when he completely falls head over heels for you at the first glance!

wc ᥫ᭡: 839 (yes its VERY short)

also incase you guys wanted a music suggestion, i listened to one spark by twice literally the whole time while i was writing this!! happy reading!

RYOMEN SUKUNA immediately felt the nice cold air conditioning chilling his face. he had just gone through a grueling football practice, having to hear gojo yap the whole time while they went over plays for hours upon hours. it had been the worst practice of sukuna’s life. and now, he was finally at his safe haven.

the local bookstore off to the side of his university, tucked away where most students didn’t go. that way, he wouldn’t get judged for ever buying his favorite digimon and pokémon manga. not that he cared, of coursed, but the man wanted to hold onto some dignity.

the front desk lady shin greeted him as he entered. saying as sukuna was a regular, she was used to his frequent visits.

“hey there, sweets! it’s been a second since we’ve seen you,” she said while adjusting her purple glasses. she was a stereotypical old woman. light gray hair, wrinkles, and a very sweet personality.

“yeah, i’ve been a bit busy recently...” sukuna muttered while scratching the back of his neck.

"well you'll be glad to know we got a new shipment of the pokemon manga today! although, i just saw someone come in to get some so i would hurry-"

"thanks ms. shin!" he quickly made his way to the manga section of the bookstore, eager to get to reading. his eyes scanned the rows, looking for his prized series. in his mind: ‘there better be a copy left. i’ve already gone through too much shit today-’ and bam! he sees the EXACT one he was looking for. and there was only one copy left.

he dove straight for it- only to be met by another manicured hand reaching for the manga. he slowly turned his head to look up at you. he was ready to throw hands for this. until- he was met by you.

the man was at a loss for words. you were adorable. his jaw was genuinely on the carpeted floor of the bookstore. everything from your eye color to the beauty mark under your left lip- that he had just noticed- you were perfect.

you held a matcha in one hand along with several other mangas. horimiya, ao haru ride and more he didn't recognize. your coquette soft style was portrayed by your soft pink cardigan top with a white lace tank top underneath, paired with an absolutely amazing denim skirt. and how could he forget your pretty mary janes with the leg warmers? and that smell. like vanilla mixed with a sweet subtle strawberry.

like he said, everything was just adorable. and the pink-haired man was a blushing mess. you, too, were shy. but not as flustered as him. he was snapped back to real time when you quickly moved your hand off of the manga. you muttered a quick apology,

"o-oh. 'm sorry, you can have it-"

"no, please, you can-" he replied just as fast, stuttering the most he ever had in his LIFE.

"no-"

"yes, please...take..it..." he was then in a daze looking at you again. the way how you shyly fidgeted with your hands. the way how a slight pink tint had become apparent on your neck- so cute. it felt like he had met his soulmate. just like that. before he could stop it, the words sputtered out of his mouth uncontrollably-

“can i get your number?”

wow, straight to the point.

no "insta" "tiktok" OR "snapchat". maybe this is why they always say think before you speak.

the man wasn't used to rejection, after all. but he felt like a 14 year old boy with a stupid crush. on a girl he had just met! hell, he hadn't even met you or asked for your name! he had seen you. exchanged a few words. that was it! so why was he already head-over-heels for you? he hasn't a clue. but he did find himself impatiently waiting for a response- hoping, - no PRAYING for a yes.

"s-sure..." you shyly responded. and sukuna- oh he was over the moon. he could've started jumping for joy- but the man still had some pride. he quickly pulled out his phone, gesturing for you to put your number in. you took the phone, and you noticed you were shaking. shaking?

huh, that didn't make sense. you couldn't be that nervous, right? you hastily put in your number before handing his phone back to him.

"ok, cool...i'll uh- text you? if you're interested that is," sukuna almost face palmed himself idiot. of course she's interested! she gave you her number! well, maybe she's just being nice but-

"great!" you exclaimed cheerfully. he was stunned. you sounded so happy- "well, i've gotta go, but i'll talk to you later!" and with that, you, the nameless girl walked away, with his heart on your sleeve. sukuna stood there, frozen in place. he didn't know when you gave the manga back to him, but it was secured around his arms.

i think i’m in love.

a/n: tysm for all the love on my last post!! i was so scared about posting and i literally thought no one was going to read it, but it turns out i was wrong!! i hope you all like this one!!

(i’m open to any suggestions or constructive criticism! also, i struggle with always keeping the same tense, so sorry of sometimes it was different tenses!)

frat!kuna who was browsing the manga section at his local bookstore, and saw you. he was at a loss for words because of how unbelievably cute you were. (and to no ones surprise, he impulsively asked for your number.)

frat!kuna was not known for relationships whatsoever. he was the notorious, cold-hearted, blunt vice president of beta chi, who has never had a true long lasting relationship. so imagine everyones shock when he hard launches you both on his instagram.

frat!kuna who has your favorite café and order memorized, always stopping buy to get you your favorite ube croissant and your signature matcha latte, just to see that cute little smile spread on your face.

frat!kuna who didn't understand your obsession with kawaii and pastel things at first, especially when he saw your decked out dorm room. sanrio plushies everywhere, sakura miku figurines lining your shelves. but after a few weeks in of dating you, he grew accustom to it all.

frat!kuna who doesn't care about anything unrelated to you or his brothers. a party on friday? he'd rather spend it with you. his frat got a huge donation? he couldn't care less. but the second you have any big news or an issue- he's right there with you.

frat!kuna who isn't the man you thought he was upon meeting him. sure, you had heard about him before, and you had seen his cold demeanor when talking to other people- blunt and rude. but when you met him, he was a blushing mess.

frat!kuna who always had loved his brothers. whenever he was with them, it was like he was a different person. much softer. of course, he still called them "brats" and wasn't gentle most times; but whenever choso asked sukuna to go to one of choso's band gigs, he would always be in the front row. or when yuji needed more football practice, sukuna would already be setting up the drills.

frat!kuna who watches you while you sleep. not in the creepy way, but in a way in which you were EXHAUSTED after pulling multiple all-nighter study sessions, furthermore, you fell asleep right in his arms. after all, he was the perfect pillow. he didn't move an inch, as if he was scared that if we breathed to hard you would wake up.

frat!kuna who was very gentle when he first had sex with you. he was obsessed with the idea that he was going to be your first time, and wanted it to be as enjoyable as possible. going slow with his thrusts, murmuring an encouraging "my pretty girl...takin' me so well," into your ear as his length filled you.

frat!kuna who did the most he ever did for your aftercare. in the past times when he had little one-night stands or flings, he would leave immediately or would tell them to get out. but with you, he took his time praising you as much as he could. he had instantly brought a warm towel to clean you off, and a cold glass of water. and last but not least, a well deserved intamite hot shower.

frat!kuna who always looked at you a certain way. like you were the only person in whole world. he loved everything about you. the way how you get flustered so easily, the way how your so stubborn that it sometimes gets on his nerves, but its still another quality of you he loves. he especially loves the way you speak and the sound of your voice. you were a fairly shy person who did't speak much, so hearing you talk about your day or rant to him about a new show was like winning a lottery.

frat!kuna, who loves you with his whole heart.

a/n: guys...this is scary. i've been thinking about posting for sooo long...and i've finally decided to do it! pls lemme know any suggestions you guys have, or if you guys would like me to post more !!

𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: in which your band has finally risen to fame in the music industry after countless performances in small venues and gigs, fame has treated your band well until your guitarist, aka your best friend who happens to be your situationship, finds another woman who happens to be the lead singer of your own rival band and gets together with her, betraying you and the band to join her band. Now, it was up to you to let him go completely or at least give one last chance to convince him to come back to you and your band.

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔: resentment, jealousy, self sabotage, situationships, angst, LOTS of drama, smoking, mentions of alcohol, sukuna’s an asshole in most chapters, reader goes through a lot, insecurities, violence, mentions of smut.

guitarist!sukuna x lead singer!reader

TRACKS

interlude: kissing in cars

track one: somewhere in between

track two: watercolor eyes

track three: can't make you love me

track four: sad girl

track five: cigarette smoke

track six: comfortable liar

track seven: bittersweet

track eight: two slow dancers

track nine: begged

track ten: a simple kind of life

track eleven (finale): how to disappear

hellooo lovelies!! I’m super excited to be writing this story ^w^!! please ignore any incorrect grammar or spelling typos… some chapters will take longer to post because I really like taking my time with my writing so I apologize in advance ;((.

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Hello! I hope you are having a great night/afternoon/day. This night my garden bring to you all something a little different than what I've been posting, I've brought pearl themed dividers (in small size). In each one you will find at least one detail that uses pearls. Enjoy them!

bakery owner!choso who practically falls in love with you with you as soon as you walk into his shop. you're dressed much like a pastry yourself, wearing a cream coloured sweater and a brown plaid skirt, paired with white leg warmers and brown uggs. he makes small talk with you as you're ordering, watchin your cute face light up when you recieve your order. he watches you walk away, hoping with all his heart that you'll come back again.

bakery owner!choso who wakes up everyday with the hope that you might walk into his shop. he couldn't be happier when you become a regular, blessing him with your presence at least three times a week. he absolutely beams whenever you come in and will even sit down and hang out with you if there aren't many customers.

bakery owner!choso who suddenly feels like the backbreaking work and financial stress of running a bakery is nothing if it means he gets to see your face glowing with excitement at the sight of him and his pastries - the sight of you stuffing your pretty face full of his food enough to make it all worth it.

bakery owner!choso who immediately notices your teary eyed face when you come in just before the store closes one day. he gives you two slices of opera cake you free, and a free hot chocolate. choso lets you stay inside after closing time, listening intently as you rant tearfully about how your exams went. he places his hand over yours as you talk, rubbing soothing circles into your skin. choso gives you his number so that you can call him any time, whether you just want to talk or to let him know you're coming by so he can set aside a treat just for you.

bakery owner!choso who has no idea that his shop has become your safe place - the place you visit to cheer yourself up and the place you're most happy in. whenever you end up staying awake till 4am you text choso to ask if he's awake - and if he is, you'll head over to his shop to watch him set up for the day, sitting on the countertop and chatting with him as you watch his big hands move elegantly through the dough.

bakery owner!choso starts using you as both an advisor and taste tester for now menu items, letting you stay behind way after closing time so you can help him think up new recipes and bake them with him. he'll stand behind you with his arms around your body, guiding your hands as he shows you how to laminate the dough he'll use for tomorrows batch of croissants.

bakery owner!choso who you have an enormous crush on at this point. despite how heavenly his pastries were, you couldn't honestly say that they were your reason for going anymore. there was nothing you looked forward to more than going to see choso for a sweet treat and spending the rest of the evening with him, laughing and chatting together as you bake.

a/n: i wanna turn this into a fic so bad even tho i hate dessert dating someone who owns a bakery sounds soo cutee maybe i'll change it to food reviewer! reader x bakery owner!choso