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18+ slight angst. meet footballer!gojo & his cheerleader fwb !
1. CHEERLEADERS ARE FOR CHEERING—NOT FONDLING!
“girl… isn’t that your man?”
your first mistake is letting your eyes follow shoko’s gaze to the bleachers. your second mistake is making eye contact with golden boy gojo satoru, still in his jersey & ‘hiding’ behind a skinny pole with a very annoyed geto suguru by his side.
you don’t bother correcting shoko. instead you ignore the grin satoru flashes you, taking out the water bottle between your lips with a pop! “is he supposed to be hiding?”
shoko shrugs, turns on her heel. “dunno, ask him. he’s clearly waiting.”
you roll your eyes with a sigh, but you’re already moving.
shoes clicking against the wood gym floor, skirt swishing between your thighs. gojo satoru has long come out of his hiding spot. he’s slumped against the pole now; hands in his pockets, grin lazy, blue eyes glimmering in the orange sun. beside him geto suguru is there, jaw tight in an expression that says he’d rather be anywhere but here.
you still have your bottle in hand when gojo reaches for your hips. “hi, baby…”
you barely murmur back a hi before he’s tugging you in by your skirt. his head dips to kiss your neck, then your cheek, then somewhere else your brain doesn’t register because his hands glide up to squeeze your ass cheeks underneath your skirt. a soft noise slips past your lips as he sucks on your neck.
“mm,” he murmurs, “missed you.”
geto clears his throat.
Haunting the narrative on some dead wife shit 💔
(Credit to artist ty @whimsistars!!)
When two worlds collide
⤷what happens when both You and Mc are in his life, who is he going to choose? TW: Angst/ character death/ mentions of murder and killing.
Caleb
He drugs you. Slowly and carefully. You're getting worse each day and your health is declining and you don't know why. He also gets the toring chip installed inside you so that you slowly forget everything. This is the only right way. You're not her. You will never be her. And she's the real one, you're not. Right? His last resort was putting sleeping sedatives more than the recommended dose willfully and watching you overdose on them while begging for him to save you. This is the only right way.
Zayne
He transplants your heart in her. She needs it more than you. Besides this is the right thing to do, right? You would want the same thing. After all, you are the 'same person' as you once implied to him. So he does what he thinks is right, without telling you. Keeping you in the dark about what's going and why you need a surgery. He makes up a lie. A filthy lie to gain your heart and you comply without any hesitation. You love him and you trust him with your whole heart. And he takes it and rips it off.
Sylus
He adjusts the trigger on his gun and points it towards you. You're trembling on the ground beneath him, too weak to get up. Blood dripping from your mouth. “Sylus....P-Please...D-dont.” His own hands are shaking, should he pull. He has to. It's either you or her. No in-between. You crawl up to reach towards his legs. Don't make me do this. You see the pain and regret in his eyes, you don't want to die. You love him, why is he doing this to you. He puts his trembling finger on the trigger and his eyes start to get glossy. “I'm sorry.”
Xavier
He lies to you about taking you to his home, Philos and abandons you in the broken spaceship. You weren't like him, you wouldn't survive here and he knew that. Worse? He ripped away all the supplies that could be of aid to you, no oxygen, no emergency signal, nothing. Beads of swear form in his eyes as he takes the last emergency safety pod back to Earth. He could've taken you with him, he could have... But instead he deserts you in this dark vast abyss with nothing. Any moment now the remaining oxygen will run out and ship will stop working. Gravity will deny all nature of law and only the stars will be the witness of your death. A dead star will all you will be.
Rafayel
He drowns you. Submerges you in the deepest and darkest of waters and as waters fill your lungs and your hands reach out to him in desperation, you see the hatred in his eyes that he has had for you all this time while you loved him. There can only be one of you and it's her. Tears interweave with the waters of Lemuria, as you slowly fall to the depths. Your vision blurs as you see his vengeful face getting further away. He fulfilled his promise to bring you to Lemuria but as a sacrificial lamb. The waves crash against Rafayel's drenched body. His breaths are heavy and his body is shaky. All light were gone from his eyes replaced by a dark shadow. He was clutching a pearl in his hand, a reminder of his sin, of what he did to you. He threw it far away. May the tides never bring you back.
⤷ My angsty thoughts chewing at me again to be written
♡ Tight fit ♡
LI: Xavier, Zayne, Rafayel, & Caleb Synopsis: The lads men lose their minds when they catch you wearing their clothes. Warnings/Tropes: Explicit, MDNI. Established Relationship, Size Difference, Dubious Consent (Dubcon), Somnophilia (Xavier), Oviposition/Egg Insertion (Rafayel), Spitting (Zayne), Fingering, Degradation, Praise Kink, Overstimulation, & Rough Sex. (holy kink list-) WC: Roughly 800 words per LI. ♡ Bunny's Note: Since you guys loved the Sylus version so much, here is the rest of the boys! Valko's version here!₍ ᐢ.ˬ.ᐢ₎

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ramshackle tsumpocalypse
summary: ramshackle residents reacting to you loving on their tsums U_U type of post: headcanons characters: rollo, fellow, skully, swing information: romantic or platonic, reader is yuu, reader is gender neutral, ramshackle au, a little fluff to take the edge off, reader is ambiguously young adult aged, old skully (ghost), these men are pathetic asfuck, possible ooc, for a friend :3c
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Rollo Flamme
...Was against this from the start
Could this school go ONEEEE DAYYYY without something batshit crazy happening? PLEASE?
He could cope with the annoying students (barely) and the even more annoying staff, but a little him-shaped bean falling out of the sky? Really? Really.
This would never happen at Noble Bell, he'll have you know
Nonetheless, he's been a COMMITTED caretaker, making sure to educate his tsum on the dangers of magic (and the ABC's)
It was going well, and Rollo was even beginning to enjoy having a mini-him around, until his tsum took an interest in the one person he said was strictly off-limits... you!!!
EEL!FLOYD & JADE X HANDLER!READER
Summary : You try to set boundaries. The tweels don’t care at all.
Contains : reader referred to as different nicknames rather than a set placeholder , reader trying to have some control as the handler and kind of failing , fluffy sorry if the title + summary makes it seem otherwise , the tweels are little shits and reader is tired of it
A/N : this is supposed to be a hybrid au thing, but it definitely isn’t obvious since they’re already mers ;v: also it’s incredibly short because i’m trying to get used to actually writing
Word Count : 382
You grumble angrily, squeezing at the end of your shirt to get the aquarium water out.
That was the third time they’ve dragged you into their tank this week. It’s Tuesday.
“Alright, that’s it—“ At your interjection, the boys pause in their fit of cackling, looking over at you with humor still in their eyes. You stomp closer to the tank, being careful of how close you actually go.
“New rule,” You could barely even finish saying that last word before Floyd starts groaning as loudly as he could and Jade pouts at you with the most pitiful expression he could muster.
“New rule,” Spat out with a bit more force, you continue, “no dragging me into the water anymore.”
Immediate disapproval. Floyd starts flopping around on the water’s surface as if he were a dying fish (which he will be if he keeps testing you), and Jade intensifies the pout, even adding a couple tears in the mix.
“Shrimpyyyy~ Pleeeeaaase Shrimpyyyy…” Floyd whines, his voice shaking from the amount of fucking flopping he was doing.
“You don’t understand, my dear… It’s our way of expressing love,” Jade adds, propping his elbows on the edge of the tank and cradling his face, which wore a cartoonishly sad expression.
“Like hell it is,” you say, already walking away with your supplies to put back in the storage closet. It’s 5:58 p.m., almost closing time. You do not get paid overtime: you do not want to stay past your shift.
Floyd starts his attempt at crawling onto the handlers’ dock. Horrifyingly enough, he manages to get decently far. When you look back after setting down a bucket and notice this frightening occurrence, you hurriedly rush over to kick him back into the water.
Despite his complaints, you know he’s fine—his skin is extremely thick.
Probably his skull too, considering he grabs your ankle at the last second to drag you in thewaterafteryouSPECIFICALLYSAID—
Splash!
You’re soaked again. From underneath the water, you hear giggles where the twins have retreated.
It’s 6:02. You aren’t being paid overtime.
You got wet just now… for no money.
Jade pops back above the surface. Maybe an apology?
Nope. A drive-by splash. Throws water in your face and immediately dips back under, giggling even harder than before.
You’re sitting on a park bench, letting your 14 month old son, Yuji, explore the sandpit with his little toys. He’s a big boy, chubby thighs, pudgy cheeks, and already standing tall among the toddlers. You can’t help yourself, sneaking little squeezes and kisses into his rolls, even though picking him up lately feels like you’re trying to hoist a small sack of flour.
Nearby, an elderly lady is sitting on her own bench, tossing bread crumbs to the pigeons while watching the kids. She squints at Yuji, tilts her head, and asks, “Which one is yours?”
You point at him just as he wobbles up, trying his best to walk. Inevitably, he topples onto his bottom, laughing so hard he snorts a little.
“Awww, what a cute toddler!” she gushes.
“Thank you,” you say, smiling.
“How old is he?” she asks.
“Just turned 14 months,” you reply, still smiling.
The old lady freezes. Her eyes widen as if you’ve just told her such shocking news.
Before you can recover, a mom sitting nearby pipes up, shocked, “No way! He’s just 14 months?”
You laugh, shrugging. “Yep. Just turned 14”
“How is he that big?” another mom asks incredulously. “What do you feed him?”
You chuckle again, looking at Yuji who is busy looking at his soft tummy and shoes all of the sudden. “It’s just genetics.”
Then, another mom joins in, holding her four year old daughter on her lap. “My daughter is four, and she’s the same height as him!” she says, wide eyed. You glance over and oh wow—her preschooler is practically eye level with Yuji. You even notice Yuji might be a little heavier than her daughter.
Before you can respond, the first mom leans closer, worried but mostly judging. “Maybe you should check him. A doctor should see him. He’s… too big. It’s unhealthy!”
You try to laugh it off, but the mothers continue their discussion, judging and debating like a panel of baby nutrition experts. Some genuinely look concerned, others are just shocked that a 14 month old could be so robust. You internally roll your eyes. Yuji is simply a hungry little guy, thriving on nine bottles of milk a day plus meals and snacks.
Just as the conversation reaches peak chaos, a deep, confident voice cuts through the park chatter.
“My boy.”
You turn, and there he is: Sukuna, your 7 foot tall, muscular, tan-skinned husband, walking towards you in the park with hands casually in his pockets. The park seems to shrink around him.
Yuji, seeing his dad, clumsily runs into Sukuna’s arms, giggling uncontrollably. Sukuna scoops him up effortlessly with one arm, like he’s holding a feather.
And suddenly… Yuji looks like exactly what he is: your normal 14 month old baby. No one dares argue. The mothers turn away, sheepish, their earlier shock melting into embarrassed silence. You can’t help but laugh at their cold, jealous faces.
Sukuna walks up, gently handing Yuji to you, and says, “Let’s go home, ma.”
“Not yet,” you say, sitting back on the bench and motioning for Yuji to play a little longer.
The old lady watches him, nodding knowingly now. “Ah, now it makes sense,” she says with a laugh.
Sukuna glances at her, eyebrow raised in confusion, but Yuji is already back in the sandpit, kicking up sand and squealing with joy. Sukuna joins his son's little game.
You watch them, heart full, as Yuji tries to stack a bucket of sand and promptly knocks it over, sand flying everywhere. Sukuna’s laughter rumbles like distant thunder, squeezing Yuji’s fat cheeks one more time.
It’s chaotic, it’s loud, not perfect, but yours
★ — guess who?
summary: in which the lads boys are a little bit, kinda sorta, slightly jealous.
ft. xavier, zayne, rafayel, sylus & caleb (and a special guest!)
notes: basically just fluff, minor allusions to drinking/partying but not explicitly mentioned so it’s up to your interpretation! they’re all a little sinister + evil + concerned…what can i say. that’s it (i think).
p.s. GUESS WHOOOOOOOOOO
a/n: valko i plan to Eat you soon…ty for reading (- -)(_ _)
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More female Yuu shenanigans propaganda.
You know how in chapter six, Rook gives Yuu a temporary Pomefiore uniform to wear? Imagine Rook, who’s known about Yuu being a girl for a long time somehow cause he’s enigmatic like that, specifically gives her a unique female variant of the Pomefiore uniform.
While Yuu and Epel are admiring the uniform, Rook would talk about how he worked on the design by himself. He’d go waxing poetic about how he went through rough draft after rough draft , balancing the elements of the ensemble, until finally settling on a design. But, it’s not official as Rook wants Vil’s input and approval before claiming it’s the final design.
He never mentions how he got Yuu’s exact measurements though.
When the trio finally catches up with the overblot students, Vil - who hadn’t known about Yuu’s secret but was already growing fond of her - just full on blue screens upon seeing her in the female version of the Pomefiore uniform.
When Vil finally regains his bearings, he starts making comments about Rook’s design, praising certain aspects while giving constructive criticism to others. Rook takes it all in stride, agreeing with Vil on most everything and making suggestions on how they could improve it.
All the while, Vil is internally squealing about how cute Yuu looks in the uniform. He can’t help but take a lot of pride in how good she looks in Pomefiore’s elegant purples.
Meanwhile, the other overblot students - who already knew about Yuu’s secret for a while now - are frustrated that they didn’t think to come up with a female variant of their dorm’s uniform first! They’re the ones who interrupt Vil and Rook’s brainstorming session by mentioning how they’re kind of in the middle of a situation and don’t have time to talk about this sort of thing.
After Idia’s overblot and return to NRC, when everything is said and done and things are calming down, the overblot students(who are all either Housewardens or Vice Housewardens) IMMEDIATELY get to designing a female version of their dorm uniform for Yuu to wear.
It’s basically a competition between them.

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Reincarnation Royalty AU
(WIP) only featuring Heartslabyul Savanaclaw and Octavinelle so far. Will delete this post or link the finished one when I'm done with everyone's roles. I want to continue drawing doodles for now.
Mentioned: Fem!reader but technically can be read only Physically fem presenting
"God damn it I'm a side character that's supposed to die???" Title
Rosie's Note: This is just a fun idea I wanna write but I got to focused on writing everyone's role so Imma see if anyone is also interested before taking this story more seriously or make more stuff for it.
Original story: Seven lands, seven kingdoms, seven personal tragedies that lead to War. A puppet more than a son to a mother who's hungry for power. An overshadowed royal who wanted to take the throne no matter what. A greedy son of a merchant who takes and takes to fill the void. A young servant who has been controlling the hand that feeds. A young crown prince who would sacrifice all for beauty. A grieving leader who left their subject to rot, and… [Redacted]
Can you, a saint, prevent a war that can happen at any moment?
Everyone's roles:
Yuu
A traveling saint, who was destined to stop the plague of war and bring peace to the world. The original story protagonist (Doesn't exist here cause Yuu is not needed in this reincarnated story, only the original)
You
A side character that dies at the age of 17 by their own fiancé's hands due to false accusations or poisoning. The fiancée that dies off screen... unimportant.
that's what you yourself believe at least.
To the best of your knowledge of the original story, you are a daughter of a Duke who is oddly next in line to the royal succession due to complicated history in the royal family's health. Your aunt, uncle and cousin all have a mysterious illness. But you know the truth…
Your story will end before the main story even begins. Can you stop that from happening so you can live a happy life?
More info under the cut:
it's not cheating if it doesnt go in... right?
cw: female!reader x bestfriend!roommate!satoru <3 implied satosugu, poor attempt at smut, dry humping, cheating but not really, kinda voyeurism??, just horny thoughts and horny stuff in general
When you kidnap Caleb but he’s exactly where he wants to be💀 (18+, mentions of CNC, Caleb -as usual- is nuts);
This might just be your most daring mission yet- you have managed to kidnap Colonel Caleb Xia, one of Farspace Fleet's most powerful assets, currently tied up and dazed in the corner of the room.
Your group needs him to spill intel, and as soon as the effects of the chloroform wear out and he wakes up, the interrogation will begin.
Right on cue, his eyes begin to open, the purple hue of them a bit dimmed and watery. You sense he is awake from all the shuffling, but you don't turn to look at him.
He focuses his eyes and sees you, or rather your delectable ass as you are turned away from him.
He licks his dry lips as he fights to hide his smile;
“Please...” he whimpers pathetically “Please don’t hurt me.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna touch you” you roll your eyes “as long as you behave, of course.”
Caleb freezes. What? You won’t touch him? Like at all?!
That won’t do.
It takes him a few minuets to snap the ropes and zip-ties before he’s already onto you, pressing you against the counter before you even sense his approach.
“What?! Why not?!” He whines, whole 6’2” of him looming over you and pressing you against the granite of the kitchen bar “I am here and available… so why won’t you touch me?!” He asks with crazed eyes, pouting a bit as he leans even closer.
He grabs your hands and places them on his chest. “You should touch me. No, you should take advantage of me…take my clothes off and feel me up.” He says with a feral smile and you blanche-
What the fuck was he saying?
“And don’t stop at just touching. You should fuck me too.” He keeps going “take my cock out and do unspeakable things. Play with my hole too, I don’t mind-“
“Hey!! Stop this nonsense!” you put a hand on his mouth “Are you fucking crazy? You’re asking me to force myself on you! That’s…that’s sexual assault!” You say outraged and he just frowns like a petulant child.
“It’s not assault if I want it. Ever heard of CNC?”
“Yes I’ve fucking heard of it” you growl at him, “but I didn’t bring you here to fuck you Xia. So shut the fuck up and go to your corner.”
“Make me.”
Your eyes narrow “What?”
“if you want me to obey, grab me and force me into my place.” He says, mouth curled in a manic grin. “Because we both know you’ll have to use a lot of force to take me on and make me obey… I’m stronger than you after all.” He grins, purple eyes now bright and unhinged, all sign of intoxication gone.
"You are out of your god damn mind. Do you even realise the situation you are in?" you say, but he's already busy trying to snake his hands under your clothes, which you smack away with your baton "I am not playing this sick game with you. Go to your fucking corner."
"And I said, if you want me to sit in my corner... make. me." he grits "or shut up and let me touch your tits."
You balk at his audacity. The nerve of this man...
You snarl before taking out your taser and pressing it into his neck, the high voltage shock rendering him immobile on the floor as he twitches slightly, soft moans slipping his lips.
"Nghh"
You don't waste time as you drag him back and start tying him again, making sure to further fortify with metal chains this time on top of ropes, hand cuffs and zip ties, even if you know in your gut that it is not enough to keep him compliant for long.
Fuck…maybe you should have deliberated a bit more on why it was so easy to kidnap one of the most powerful men in the country’s military.
Well...too late to get out now, because unbeknownst to you, the Colonel had been keeping an eye on you longer than you were assigned to follow him.
- inspired by this fanart on Twitter😋😋
♡ ׄ HANDLE IT ! ✉️ ۫ ❛ 五条 ! ꒰ 18+ ❤︎ ꒱ ⎯⎯ satoru with a girlfriend who has ass for days ! ♡ : thick woc reader
“he can’t handle allat” is something satoru hears all the time ever since he started dating you. you with thick thighs, rounded hips, soft skin . . . truthfully, the comments only seemed to make him cling to you harder, all wandering hands and worsening self control.
sure, he was a pretty lean guy . . . long limbs, narrow waist, shoulders just broad enough to give shape under his clothes, but never bulky. and yet, gojo still felt overwhelmingly big.
so, much bigger.
especially when you sat in his lap and your thighs still spilled over his expensive slacks while his body practically swallowed yours whole; or when he would hold your face during kisses, thumb brushing your cheek while the rest of his hand spread warm against your jaw and neck.
truth be told, it was you who couldn’t quite handle him. not that anyone needed to know that of course. still, despite it all, satoru couldn’t help the faint flicker of irritation that bubbled up in his chest whenever people assumed otherwise.
HAIII may I request how OB boys + the tweels (if you can) would react to camera shy Yuu ? They flip through their photo album and most of the pictures don’t have Yuu in it 🥹
Then with a camera shy!Yuu
Featuring: Overblot boys (+ Tweels and Kalim)
A/N: I always add Kalim LMAO I love him ofughhhhrgrgrg

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This might be a bit self indulgent butttttttt but the task force men coming back from deployment only to see that their girl who normally wear wigs,natural hair, box braids or WTV her heart contents when and got one of those grown n sexy pixie cuts!!! Like I’m talking that 90s fine pixie AKA that Halle Berry and Nia Long pixie iykyk!! So he comes home and she just there reading in the couch looking so well… fuckable. And since she wanna look so grown and sexy he might as well give her a baby but she’s playing and lowkey leaves him high a dry cuz this hair was not cheap… not in this economy 🤨🤨 (she paid for the haircut with his card.😀)
𝒯ℴℴ 𝒮ℯ𝓍𝓎
wc- 1.767k (estimated a few hundred each)
Summary- 141’s reactions to their wife's pixiecut.
A/n: Girl—that 90s pixie cut😩 Thank you for this, I hope you enjoy. I had so much fun doing this it's crazy, let me know your favorite!
CW-17+, suggestive content, heavy admiring, fluff, kissing, groping, maybe some biased with Gaz & Ghost, attempted sex(all), some humor, a good bit of dialogue, etc, etc. (Each will have individual warnings.)
John Price
CW- kissing, groping, mentions of erection, he's desperate for that cooter cat.
The whole ride home, you were the only thing on his mind. He needed nothing more than to be by his wife's side; months away on the grueling fields had taken their toll on him. Your presence was his only stress relief.
He entered the house quietly, the door creaking as he pushed it open. An immediate sense of peace and warmth washed over him; he stepped into the cool house, his only goal being to find you.
The comforting scent of lavender and chamomile filled the air, quiet aside from the stomping of his boots on the tile floors. He moved into the living room, searching for his beautiful wife.
There you were, knees pulled to your chest, a book resting in your hands, eyes carefully trailing each paragraph with such focus that you hardly noticed him. His eyes continued to scan you—you weren’t the same way he left you.
𐙚˙⋆.˚ mainfive! x gn!reader ꒰੭
𐙚˙⋆.˚ fluffy fluff! ꒰੭
𐙚˙⋆.˚ sfw! ꒰੭
𐙚˙⋆.˚ do not translate/copy/repost! ꒰੭
﹙♡﹚this was requested by @suzurabluu !! 𐙚˙⋆.˚ what if we didn't realize we were dating the guys, all while they assumed we already were? i loved this request, and i'm so sorry it took me so long to write omg ८ ◞ ◟ ⑅ ა