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☆༉ — RYOMEN SUKUNA. santa’s little helper.

about. dressing up as slutty santa warrants some unwanted attention, luckily, sukuna is there to play santa’s grumpy little helper. merry christmas.

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! sfw, fluff, meet cute, reader gets harassed/cat-called, reader is wearing a dress, modern!sukuna, fem!reader. it’s still christmas somewhere - enjoy !! (1K).

you meet modern bf!sukuna at a train station on christmas eve.

all your friends have gone home with guys that they fancied from the club, all the ubers in the area are either booked out or have sky high prices just to get you thirty minutes away not to mention the fact that it’s ice cold and your stupid mean girls themed santa outfit keeps riding up.

if you huff hard enough a cloud of smoke appears in place of your breath — like that of a mighty dragon, accumulating in the night air. it entertains you for all but a moment and doesn’t waste enough time for your train to come faster.

it’s not due for another thirteen minutes.

in that time you watch gangs of girls, groups of guys and just about anybody come and go from the station. your platform isn’t packed but it’s not too empty to the point where you feel unsafe.

“hey pretty girl.” ugh. as if your night couldn’t get any worse, a dingy looking stranger appears from nowhere — breathing down your neck, nastily drinking you in as if you’re a free shot at a bar. like you’re easy.

waving your hand away, you focus your gaze on the platform across the track and pray that someone notices your predicament. “no thank you.”

“oh come on gorgeous, give a guy a chance!” they press, crossing all of your boundaries to be in your space. even as you try to walk away, you can still feel the ghost of their sleazy words against the bare and exposed parts of your skin.. “where are you going all dressed like that, with no one to admire you?”

on instinct, you pull down your skirts as if to hide yourself from greedy eyes — storming down the platform. “none of your business!”

“hey now, little miss santa! don’t you wanna know? i’ve got a sleigh you can ride!”

“not interested! i’m all good.”

“why? you got a boyfriend?”

“yeah, i do.” you lie smoothly.

“then where is he?” the stranger mocks and closes in on you — you look around pathetically, waiting for some good passer-by to come and help you.

a heavy hand land’s on the stranger’s shoulder — making them jump in shock. you watch as the hand squeezes down, almost tight enough to break bone. “right here,” says a gravelly, husky voice that instantly fills you with warmth and relief. stepping aside, your hero reveals himself — tall with rippling muscles and spiralling black tattoos, lazy blood red eyes and a snarl that reveals sharp fangs and canines. all topped off my tufts of soft pink hair, which don’t do anything to dim his threatening aura. “you got a problem?”

“n-no! sorry man, i didn’t—“

“fuck off, will ya?” your hero spits out venomously and the stranger nods — practically disappearing into thin air after that. your shoulders sag and tensions dissipate from your body. “you okay…miss?”

tentatively, you give the pink-haired man your name — you owe him that much after he’d more or less saved your skin. “all good, thanks to you…”

“sukuna.” he doesn’t look at you, instead pulling a pack of cigarettes from his back pocket and lighting one with a flicker of a flame. it’s like he feels you watching him in dismay, and laughs as he takes a drag. it’s kind of sexy, you’ll admit — the way he throws his head back let’s you see the thick lines of black ink extending down his neck. “ticket office is closed and security is shit here. small station. no one’s watching me smoke.”

“right…thanks, sukuna.”

he finally turns to you, deep and blood red eyes drinking you in — almost scrutinising you. you squirm under his gaze, heat prickling at the back of your neck and providing some protection from the cold. “where were you off too?”

“christmas party with some friends.”

“where are they now?”

“sucking face somewhere, and no, they didn’t offer me an Uber before they left.”

sukuna taps the ash from his cigarette and it falls away in the icy breeze. “shit night.”

wringing your fingers, you shrug a little bit. “i guess it could have been worse. so thank you for helping out,” you hum appreciatively. “all i have to do now is wait for this stupid train.”

a beat of silence passes between you both, only broken by your chattering teeth and sukuna’s occasional sniff between puffs of smoke. you hate smokers, but you don’t ask him to stop. not after he’d helped you and is willing to be your human shield until your train comes. anyone else would have left by now.

“i can give you a ride home, if you want?”

you frown… was he, trying to make a move on you?

“if you have a car why are you at a train station.”

sukuna smirks slowly, dropping his cig to the floor and crushing it under his sneaker. you don’t remind him that there’s a law against smoking on the platform. “i’m waiting for my little brother to get home from a trip with his friends. we don’t live too far from here and i offered to pick him up from the station.” he shrugs.

you blink up at him with wide eyes. you’d never imagine a man that looks and carries himself like he does to care so deeply for someone else. you suppose you’re judging a book by his cover.

you’re dressed like slutty santa, so you honestly have no right to do so.

“what’s your brother’s name?”

“yuuji. it’s just us, no parents. that’s why i’m picking him up.” sukuna turns to you, running a hand through his messy pink undercut. “look, i promise i’m not some creep. y’just look cold and i’m not about to let some girl get fucked over by weirdos at this time of night. i won’t touch you, but you can sit in the back with yuuji if it makes you feel better. people usually prefer his stupid face over mine anyways.” he mumbles that last part to himself, but is pleasantly surprised by the cute flutter of laughter that escapes you. “what’s s’funny?”

with a hand resting on your bare stomach, you try to contain yourself. “is it the tattoos or the fact that you have resting bitch face?”

“both.” sukuna sniggers in response, shoving his cold hands deep into his pockets. “so, you takin’ up the offer or what?”

“yeah, thank you…sukuna,” you smile, subtly sliding up beside him for warmth on the chilly platform. “i’d like to meet yuuji for myself, see which brother i prefer.”

“oh fuck you.”

“maybe some other time.”

and even though he’s sure that you’re joking, sukuna detects a glint of honestly in your sparkling eyes as the train finally approaches — it’s yellowing light from inside the carriage only illuminating that spark. you turn your head, trying to spot yuuji while he ponders your words.

sukuna is definitely going to ask for your number after he drops you home. he’ll have to thank that brat of a baby brother yuuji for the opportunity next — without him begging for sukuna to come get him, this would have never happened.

you would have never met.

it’d be a great christmas story to tell the grandkids too. so he’d really have to thank yuuji, even though sukuna would never hear the end of it.

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

toji fushiguro ʚ ɞ his controversially young girlfriend

cw. age gap , smut mdni , oral

series masterlist 🧁

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olderbf!toji who works in security, usually found working as a bouncer for numerous clubs and bars, the type of bouncer that’s annoyingly strict

olderbf!toji who first met you when you was on a night out with your girls, gradually getting to know you on a more personal level when he saw you out most weekends

olderbf!toji who was always incredibly attracted to you, but he knew how much younger you was from you id and it definitely threw him off making any moves towards you

olderbf!toji who eventually asks you for your number despite how much younger you was, he’s never really dated a younger girl before but he had really grown to like you, and you were still an adult at the end of the day

olderbf!toji who then started taking you out on dates to wherever your heart desired, showing up to your door with a bouquet of your favourite flowers, and buying you gifts whenever you mentioned something you liked

olderbf!toji who is so naturally and casually dominant, always leading you with his hand on your lower back, or making simple decisions for you both in day to day life, always being the one to lead where you can just simple turn your brain off

olderbf!toji who eventually asks you to be his girlfriend when taking you out of town for a few days, making the trip a perfect romantic getaway before popping the question

olderbf!toji who then fucked you with so much adoration, worshipping your body with his gentle kisses and soft touches, just admiring how beautiful you looked under him while whispering how well worth the wait was

olderbf!toji who eats you out like a starved man, his hands hooked under your things whilst he had you sat directly on his face, his tongue working pure magic on your sensitive clit causing you to grind against him, feeling his smirk under you

olderbf!toji who kinda had everyone worried besides your friends who already knew him when you introduced him as your boyfriend. he definitely had a certain look to him with his dark hair and eyes with that unbelievably sexy scar on the side of his mouth. not to mention he was over a decade older that you! it definitely wasn’t doing him any favours when trying to win over your loved ones

olderbf!toji who is fiercely protective over you, swearing to himself that he’d never let you get into harms way, willing to put his life at risk if it means keeping you safe

olderbf!toji who spoils you rotten, almost always getting you anything that you ask for when he sees those pleading eyes and a pretty smile on your glossed lips. he has a real hard time resisting you even though you drain his bank account

olderbf!toji who hates the idea of you going out with your girls now that you’re his. he knows it’s a toxic trait of his, and he’s never gonna go and stop you or try and control you, but he’ll always have something to say about it

olderbf!toji who has just turned into such a loverboy since being with you, though, you’re still explaining to him where that came from and what drake has to do with it

olderbf!toji who just loves and adores you so much, his controversially young girlfriend, and he couldn’t care less about what anyone has to say about it

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roommates w/ hanta sero

moodboard + hc

being his roommate:

- definitely found out you needed a roommate through a friend of a friend. “heard you were looking for a hottie to live with?” “i’m joking i’m sorry. please i really need a place to live.”

- first week living together he went completely broke buying a playstation, and for two weeks after that he would send you texts along the lines of “hey so if i asked you to buy this for me would you want me dead, yes or no?” and if you EVER told him no: “okay so the answer is is yes, you do want me dead.”

- the first time you ever “talked” to his friends was when he forced you to play roblox with him and they were on the phone. by the end of the night, your stomach hurt so bad from laughing because sero actually SUCKS at roblox obbys. the moment he makes a single jump and lands it, he drops his phone and raises his fists in the air in celebration. every. single. time. on the other hand, sero is KILLER at the horror games on roblox. unfortunately denki on the other end of the phone always manages to fuck something up and sero always loses his damn mind, yelling and pointing at his phone as if kami is right there in front of him. “BRO MOVE. FUCKING MOVE.” “this is the THIRD TIME denki.” “i’m not gonna play anything with you ever again.” (they literally played 7 hours later)

- made you do ice breakers the first day moving in, elementary school style. favorite color, worst fear, favorite animal, etc. you guys sat crisscrossed in front of each other, on the floor of your bare and empty apartment. he literally would not let you move a single piece of your furniture until he knew “who you were” because he didn’t want to “move in with a stranger”.

- once you two were comfortable enough (which didn’t take long AT ALL. 2 weeks TOPS) he was never in his own room. bed rotting phone time? yeah, he was in your bed. he needed to vent? sprawled out on your floor as you pretended to pay attention. there were times when you came home from being out to find him making himself at home in your room.

- one of his favorite things to do to you was stress you out. he’d learned to space it out pretty well so he could make sure you believed his antics each time. one of his favorite pranks he ever pulled was calling you to tell you that he had been hit by someone on a bike in the parking lot outside y’all’s apartment. when you practically ran to the front door, you opened it to see him laughing his ass off at the fact that you even believed him. you immediately shut the door in his face and locked him out and he spent the next 30 minutes texting you with messages like “bae please i’m sorry” “IM ON MY KNEES PLEASE LET ME IN” “i miss you…😢”

- LOVED springing impromptu “date days” (that’s what he called them) on you. the amount of times you would get a text from him saying “guess what we’re doing😁” and it spanned from him impulsively buying six flags tickets, to signing you both up for a zumba class because he saw a random flyer in the men’s restroom. and of course you went with him every time (you had no choice).

- insanely huge fan of night drives. if you and him hadn’t seen each other very much that day, he would peek in your room to suggest driving around. you were never one to refuse. the both of you had a blended playlist (that he FORCEDDD you to make with him day 1 just to “see if you were compatible”) that would blast through the speakers, but the two of you were always louder than the music because scream singing in his car was a must.

- he figured out pretty quickly that he loved when you played with his hair. it started a random night when you silently and mindlessly braided his hair, his head in your lap, as you watched a tv show you both started on a whim. he fell asleep so fast. since then, any time he wanted to wind down he would ask you to play with his hair. “i need your hands on my head” is how he always phrased it and every time you would raise an eye brow at him. “okay stop it freak, you know that’s not what i mean.” and within 10 minutes he was OUT every single time.

- did NOT like sharing you with his friends. “they just don’t know you like i do.” “yeah because i don’t know them…” “exactly and we’re gonna keep it that way.” on days where he would drag you along to a hang out with the guys, he was always at the ready to smack denki upside the head if he was one step out of line.

- he was quick to pick up on girl talk and include himself in literally EVERY conversation you had with your friends. he loved to act out scenes to really get the image of the situation. “okay now imagine i’m that bitch you hate having a shift with.” and if you didn’t say what he thought you should have: “god, we have to switch because you’re so ass at this.” “no the correct response would be to get in her face and say her teeth are crooked and she needs a new dentist. try again.”

- board game nights were absolutely essential to a healthy roommate environment. the first time you ever declined a board game night, he put a speaker outside your bedroom door blaring evanescence at max volume until you gave in. his favorite to play was headbands: act it out edition because he said “you move like a monkey when we play this game” and he loved having an excuse to laugh at you.

- the two of you constantly passed out on the couch together. you spent most of your nights eating together while talking over a show in the background, and it always ended with him sprawled out on top of you, drooling on your stomach. unfortunately, he was a really hard sleeper and wouldn’t wake up unless you pushed him off the couch and onto the floor, but 8 times out of 10, you just fell asleep with him. if he woke in the morning before you did, he would carry you to your bed and situate the both of you under the covers, falling back asleep until you eventually woke up.

- if you EVER went on a date or showed interest in another human being, he would NEVER let it go. “your new boyfriend gonna move in with us soon?” and he would be like that even if you just mentioned thinking someone was cute. if you were out on a date, best believe you would come back home to him patiently waiting on the couch, immediately on your ass the second you’re in the door. “are they as cool as me?” “be honest, should i just go ahead and kill myself?” “this lowkey feels like you just stabbed me 17 times in the stomach but it’s fine. i don’t even care.”

- he was a sucker for a tiktok trend. “y/n can we do this?” “isn’t that a trend that couples do?” “we’re literally married, what are you talking about.” he would find a new trend nearly every day and add it to a folder called “time to turn up” and if there was a ever a day you were both free, that was the first thing y’all did.

- an absolute sucker for cuddling and he would typically be the little spoon, which you never complained about. on days where you weren’t feeling your best, mentally or physically, he was always right there. if he found you rotting away in your room, he never left. “scooch it.” he would try to forcefully let himself into your space, and if you wouldn’t budge: “cmon babe, you gotta work with me here” and you were always quick to give in because you knew he meant well. these were typically the times he would set aside the title of little spoon and give it to you for however long you needed it.

- he loved to bring home treats, whether it be food or not, and have it ready for you when you came home. “yeah i was out today and saw that and thought of you.” “i figured you’d need a sweet treat when you got home.” and it was always something either incredibly stupid or insanely thoughtful, no in between.

- arguments never lasted long in your apartment. sero was stubborn but he knew when to call it quits and would usually just agree to disagree with you, even if he KNEW you were right. in moments where you refused to talk with him after the fact, he would send you videos he had saved on instagram that he knew would make you laugh every time. “oh come on, you love me too much to stay mad at me.” “want me to kiss you and make it all better?” and usually he would force a kiss on your cheek while you tried to fight him off.

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