Duke!Nanami Can’t Keep His Eye Off You After Consummating The Marriage. The Act Is Only Meant For The

mercedes choso

texting the jjk characters “they just left, you can come over now”

ʚ incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, sukuna, choso, shiu, higuruma, uraume, shoko, ino

ʚ cont: suggestiveness, crack, fluff

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

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These fuckass birds HAS to be the inspo for Hawks’ hair, you CANNOT tell me otherwise???

Idiots in love (just talk to each other) 😭😭😭

sukuna is this bad boy womanizer that claims that he'll never settle down, and then you happen and BAM. he's in your shared kitchen, heating up a bottle for your baby so you can get a bath and a glass of wine

he's like. wait how the fuck did THIS happen?

it’s a wrap!!

white turtleneck ✨

01:58 | Geto Suguru

“Can I tell you a secret?”

Suguru’s fingers trail the small of your back, trace a path along the familiar skin.

“Well if you insist,” he replies with a soft smile. Your fingers pinch teasingly at his side, giggles falling from your lips when he bites at your cheek in retaliation.

“I’m scared of the dark.”

His laughter subsides at this, glancing about the dark of his room. The only light breaking the expanse is the beams of the moon sneaking through his blinds.

“I sleep with a nightlight.”

Suguru almost laughs, pokes your side and teases you for your juvenile fear. He pauses at the seriousness in your eyes, the way you shyly look at him from where you lay beneath him.

“I’ve never seen one in your room,” he finally decides on, nose nudging into the crook of your neck as he relaxes against you.

“I hide it before you come over.”

“Why? Were you afraid I’d tease you?”

Your fingers run through the dark tresses of his hair, looping it through your fingers as you contemplate.

“No, I know you wouldn’t. I guess I’m a little less scared when you’re there.”

You feel Suguru’s grin against your skin at your words, though neither of you take note. He pulls you closer to him, presses a kiss to your neck.

“I’m scared of the ocean,” he whispers to you.

“But we were just at the beach last week, we—

Fingers trace a familiar path across your skin, his warm breath puffs against you.

“I guess I’m a little less scared when you’re there.”