Something Something Becoming An Accidental Prostitute For Simon Lol.

— being yuji's sis pt1

!I am not taking credit for any pictures both found on pinterest!

TEXT MESSAGES FROM YOUR VOLLEYBALL BOYFRIEND .ᐟ

Warnings: slight name calling, fluff that's all

Admin notes: reader is a soccer player and you get a text message from your boyfriend btw!

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Forbidden Feelings

paring; yuji x reader

STORY NOTE; A quiet evening at Yuji's apartment after a long day of training.

SIDE NOTE; he's above age! He's 20!

The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow through the window of Yuji's small apartment. The air was thick with the scent of instant ramen, a staple in his diet, and the faint sound of laughter echoed from the living room where you sat, flipping through a magazine.

You were his brother's best friend, and over the years, you had become a constant presence in Yuji's life. Your playful banter and easy laughter made the long days of training and fighting curses a little more bearable. But tonight, there was an unspoken tension hanging in the air, something that had been building between you two for a while now.

Yuji walked into the room, his hair slightly damp from a recent shower, wearing a simple t-shirt and sweatpants. He looked effortlessly handsome, and your heart raced at the sight of him. You tried to focus on the magazine, but your mind kept drifting to thoughts of him—his smile, his kindness, and the way he always seemed to know how to make you laugh.

“Hey, you want some ramen?” he asked, his voice warm and inviting.

“Sure, I could eat,” you replied, trying to keep your tone casual.

As he prepared the food, you couldn’t help but steal glances at him. The way he moved, the way he concentrated on the task at hand, made your heart flutter. But there was also a pang of anxiety in your chest. You knew that your feelings for him were more than just friendship, and the thought of crossing that line terrified you.

“Here you go!” Yuji said, placing a steaming bowl in front of you. He sat down across from you, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “So, what’s the latest gossip in the world of fashion?”

You laughed, grateful for the distraction. “Oh, you know, just the usual. Apparently, oversized jackets are making a comeback.”

“Really? I should get one then. I could pull it off, right?” He grinned, and you felt your cheeks heat up.

“Definitely,” you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.

As you both ate, the conversation flowed easily, but the tension lingered. You could feel it in the way he looked at you, the way his fingers brushed against yours as he reached for his drink. It was electric, and it made your heart race.

After dinner, you both moved to the couch, the remnants of your meal forgotten. You sat close, your shoulders touching, and the warmth radiating from him made it hard to think straight.

“Can I ask you something?” Yuji said suddenly, his tone serious.

“Of course,” you replied, your heart pounding.

“Do you ever think about… us?” He looked at you, his eyes searching yours for an answer.

Your breath caught in your throat. “Us?”

“Yeah, like… what if we weren’t just friends?” His voice was low, almost hesitant.

You felt a rush of emotions—hope, fear, desire. “I’ve thought about it,” you admitted, your voice trembling. “But… what if it ruins everything?”

Yuji leaned closer, his gaze intense. “I don’t want to lose you, but I can’t ignore how I feel anymore. I like you. A lot.”

Your heart soared at his confession, but the weight of reality crashed down on you. “What about my brother?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

“He doesn’t have to know,” Yuji said, his eyes pleading. “I just want to be with you.”

In that moment, the world outside faded away. You could feel the heat radiating between you, the unspoken desire that had been building for so long. You leaned in, your lips brushing against his, and the kiss ignited a fire within you. It was soft at first, a gentle exploration, but soon turned passionate as you both surrendered to the moment.

As you pulled away, breathless, you could see the uncertainty in his eyes. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice thick with emotion.

“I am,” you replied, your heart racing. “But we have to be careful.”

Yuji nodded, a smile breaking through the tension. “I can do careful. I just want to be with you.”

The rest of the night was a blur of laughter, kisses, and whispered confessions. You felt alive in a way you never had before, but the nagging thought of your brother lingered in the back of your mind.

As you lay together on the couch, wrapped in each other’s arms, you knew that this was just the beginning. The road ahead would be complicated, filled with challenges and secrets, but for now, you were content to be with Yuji, your brother’s best friend, and the boy who had stolen your heart.

— if you were choso older sister pt2

Hi! Could you write about best friend boxer sukuna please? 🩷

Beneath the Surface

paring; sukuna x reader

cw; slight angst

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silvery glow over the abandoned building where you and Sukuna often found solace. The world outside was chaotic, filled with curses and battles, but here, in this hidden sanctuary, you felt a sense of peace.

Sukuna leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched you. His crimson eyes glinted with mischief, but there was something softer beneath the surface that only you could see. You had become his best friend, the one person who could break through the layers of his intimidating persona.

“Are you just going to stare at me all night?” you teased, a playful smile on your face.

“Maybe I like what I see,” he replied, his voice low and sultry. The air between you crackled with tension, a mix of friendship and something deeper that neither of you dared to acknowledge.

You stepped closer, your heart racing. “You know, you could be a little nicer sometimes.”

Sukuna chuckled, the sound deep and rumbling. “Nicer? Where’s the fun in that?” He pushed off the wall, closing the distance between you. His presence was overwhelming, a mix of danger and allure that made your breath hitch.

“Fun for you, maybe,” you shot back, trying to maintain your composure. But the way he looked at you, with those intense eyes, made it hard to think straight.

In a swift motion, he grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer until you were mere inches apart. “You think I’m just a monster, don’t you?” His voice was low, almost a whisper, and it sent shivers down your spine.

You swallowed hard, searching his gaze for any hint of the playful friend you knew. “No, I don’t think you’re just a monster. I see you, Sukuna. The real you.”

For a moment, the smirk faded from his lips, replaced by a vulnerability that took you by surprise. “You shouldn’t,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’m not someone you should get close to."

“Why not?” you challenged, your heart pounding. “You’re my best friend. I care about you.”

His expression hardened, the walls he had built around himself rising once more. “Caring about me is dangerous. I’m not someone who deserves it.”

You felt a pang of sadness at his words, the weight of his past pressing down on him. “You’re more than your curse, Sukuna. You’re strong, and you protect those you care about. That’s what matters.”

He hesitated, his grip on your wrist loosening slightly. “You really think that?”

“Of course I do,” you replied, your voice steady. “You’re not just a monster. You’re my monster.”

The tension shifted, and before you could process what was happening, Sukuna closed the gap between you, capturing your lips with his. The kiss was fierce, filled with a mix of desperation and longing. You melted into him, your hands finding their way to his hair, pulling him closer as you deepened the kiss.

He responded with a hunger that left you breathless, his hands roaming your back, pulling you against him. The world outside faded away, leaving just the two of you in this moment of raw emotion.

When you finally pulled away, both of you gasping for air, Sukuna rested his forehead against yours. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he murmured, a hint of a smile returning to his lips.

“Maybe,” you replied, a teasing lilt in your voice. “But I’d rather die with you than live without you."

His expression softened, and for the first time, you saw a flicker of hope in his eyes. “You really mean that?”

“Always,” you promised, your heart swelling with affection.

As the night wore on, you found comfort in each other’s presence, the weight of the world outside momentarily forgotten. In that abandoned building, beneath the moonlight, you and Sukuna forged a bond that transcended the chaos of your lives—a bond built on trust, understanding, and an undeniable connection that neither of you could ignore.

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And another recommendation is that if you're a writer i would recommend you engaging with the reader and other people because if you don't know what they like and what they don't like so it is important that you engage with the reader that's my opinion but it is important