Soft Sylus HCs Pt.2

Satoru wants to give you a sexy surprise on your birthday by tying himself to your bed.

Except he can’t do it completely alone because tying himself up is just to complicated and hard.

So he give his best friend Suguru a call to come help him out. I mean it’s a simple favor, what else are friends for?

Suguru reluctantly agrees to help him with his “stupid surprise” and begins tying Satoru up.

Gently tightening the silk ropes around his pale wrists, then moving down to tie his ankles apart.

“That alright?” He asks, looking up to confirm that the restraints aren’t too tight and- oh my god has Satoru always looked this good?

Wearing nothing but a pair of boxers with his wrists tied together and his legs spread right in front of him, his mind (and his eyes) begin to wander to some not so appropriate places.

“Yea that’s perfect, thanks for the help!” He says.

Noticing Sugurus wandering eyes he begins to feel slightly embarrassed. “You should… probably head out, y/n usually comes home around this time.” Satoru adds, trying to close his legs through the restraints.

Suguru places a hand on his leg to spread them back to their previous position.

“I could… but don’t you think you should pay me back?” He asks, tracing a finger down Satorus stomach lower, and lower, and-

“P-pay you back?! But what about-“

Suguru decides to take that moment to kiss him. Grinding into Satoru until they’re both panting messes.

“I’m sure she won’t mind. I see the way y/n stares and I know you two have talked about it before.”

Satoru pulls on his restraints “How did you- were you eve’s dropping on us ohh~”

Suguru grinds into him once more, rubbing their growing bulges against each other.

“ ‘S not like you two are very quiet you know, nghh I can- hear you two whine about it whenever you come over.”

Suguru leans down and starts pressing kisses against his neck.

“Ahh Suguruuu”

“What’s going on in here?”

Both boys jump in surprise at the sound of your voice.

“B-baby! It’s- it’s not what it looks like-“

You walk up to the bed and wrap your fingers around Sugurus hair, and push his head back down into Satorus neck.

“Go on, I was enjoying the show.”

You had a happy birthday indeed 😩

I’m 1000000% convinced that Gojo would use your bra as a blindfold like this whenever he’s home alone 😭😭😭

Like just imagine coming home after a hard day and you walk into the kitchen to see Gojo with your bra on his face and he’s just standing there like:

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“Satoru wtf are you doing?”

“I- uh- 🤞🟣 💥”

Missing You

A Zayne x Reader one shot

Zayne stepped inside your shared apartment letting out a sigh, tired from his long day of work . After hanging up his coat and slipping off his shoes he made his way to the kitchen where he expected to see you rummaging around, looking for snacks.

What he did not expect to see however, was you wearing his silk robe. He stood there admiring the way it looked on you. The way you tied it had shown off the curve of your waist and hips. The too-big sleeves slipped off your shoulders, exposing your slim neck. And the deep V of the robe had given him the perfect view of your chest, and the marks he had left there the night before.

“Oh, Zayne! I didn’t hear you come in.”

You jumped, setting down the cup of tea you had just been making.

“I apologize, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He said, eyes trailing down your body. “Looks like you had fun while I was away” He gestured to the robe.

“Oh! Well I- you were-“ you buried your face into your hands, unable to speak through the embarrassment. “Sorry…”

He gently removed your hands from your face, and placed a finger under your chin so you were now facing eachother. “Don’t be sorry. I think it looks nice on you. Although I do remember getting you your own, have you misplaced it?”

His hands now roamed around your waist, rubbing circles and squeezing lightly. “No I just… missed you.” You blushed.

The hands on your waist had come to a stop and now wondered there way to your back where he pulled you closer to him. “Missed me?” He smiled. “If I recall we were together this morning which was” he glanced down at his watch, “Less than 14 hours ago.”

“You make that sound like nothing! I haven’t seen you at all today and you expect me not to miss you?” You groan into his chest.

He smiles down at you, pulling you closer “I didn’t know my absence effected you so much”

“It’s just- I don’t feel as whole whenever you’re not with me you know?”

His teasing demeanor now gone, he pressed his forehead against yours. “I know.”

Looking up at him through your lashes you questioned, “you do?”

“I always miss you when we’re apart. Every time I leave for a surgery, every time you go off to fight Wanderers, every moment I’m not with you I feel like a piece of my heart is missing.”

Feeling your heart jump at his words you reached up and placed a hand on his cheek. “Zayne…“

He placed his hand on top of yours. “So if wearing my robe makes you feel a little bit closer to me then please feel free to go borrow it anytime.”

“Besides,” he mumbled, lowering his head down to your exposed neck “I quite like how it looks on you.”

Ick

(A short crack fic)

Ok don’t get me wrong, I love Zayne with ALL of my heart but I can totally see him being the type of guy to say something like “oh have did you recently start your menstrual cycle?” Whenever you’re being moody.

BUT NOT IN A MEAN PATRONIZING WAY AT ALL!!!

This man is a doctor, and im pretty sure he’s just always trying to find a rational explanation for everything. Which is why whenever you’re in a bit of a funk it’s his first logical explanation you know?

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It had been a long day at work with the Hunters association. First you missed your bus to work, then when you finally ran in you bumped into Tara who spilled her drink all over you, and then it started raining on the way home when you didn’t even have an umbrella.

Finally home, you just wanted to dry off and relax with your loving boyfriend, Zayne. You reached into your bag to fish out your keys but they weren’t there.

“Oh what the hell!”

You began dumping all of the contents from your purse onto the ground hoping to find the keys to unlock your apartment but there was no luck.

“Damnit…”

You started to shove all your belongings back into your purse when the front door opened slightly.

“Love? I thought I heard something rustling around out here. What are you doing on the floor?”

Scrambling to get back on your feet, you quickly stepped inside your warm home and began slipping your shoes off.

“Lost my keys…” you mumbled, not even bothering to look up at him as you said so.

“Oh of course.” He chided, looking up and down at your soaked clothes. “You know you should really change out of those. You could get sick if you keep them on.”

“Really? I was just thinking about getting into bed with these on.” You snapped.

“You seem to be upset…”

“What? Me? Never.” You sarcastically remarked.

“You’re definitely irritated. Have you perhaps started your menstrual cycle?”

“Excuse me?!” You were angry angry now. “You think just because I’m upset I’m suddenly on my period?! That’s so sexist! Besides, you know my period was last week anyway. Why would you think I suddenly started again?”

“Studies have shown that some periods can last up to-“

“ZAYNE!!!”

Massage

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“And the winning bid goes to Mister Sylus!” The screen announces. I turn my head away from my phone to face Sylus.

“Are you really just going to bid all night?” I ask.

“Well it’s not like I’ve got anything better to do now, kitten.” He says, standing up and tilting his head back.

“Why are you even here? Don’t you have business to attend to?” You say, also making your way off the couch.

“You didn’t book the entire hotel. I had the money and there was a vacant room.” He shrugs, avoiding your question.

You roll your eyes and make your way back to the couch to continue scrolling on your phone. Sylus does the same and rests his head on the back of the couch, slightly groaning at the stretch it gives his neck.

Noticing this you inquire, “Why do you keep stretching your neck? Do you have back problems or something?”

Sylus stands up and makes his way towards you, placing his hand on your head and tilting it down lightly. “Try leaving your head like this for hours and see how you feel afterwards kitten.”

You move his hand from your head and look up at him. “I never realized looking down at so many people would be such a problem for you. Poor thing.” You sarcastically reply, rolling your eyes at him.

Sylus doesn’t reply and instead retreats back to his seat on the couch where he continues to rub his neck.

“Ughh” he groans, rolling his head back and forth.

“Are you just gonna sit there and moan? Why don’t you take you millions to a massage chair.” You tease.

“That’s a great idea kitten, why don’t you come over here and rub my neck for me?” He smirks.

“I meant a real masseuse Sylus.” You say rolling your eyes at him.

“But you’re right here, why go through the hassle? Come on sweetie,” he pats his shoulder, “just give me a little massage, I’ll even do you afterwards if you’d like.”

Giving in to his teasing you get up and stand behind him. “Fine. But you can’t sue me if I break your neck or something…” you begin gently working your fingers on his scalp.

“Oh sweetie” he shivers. “I’d love to see you try.”

Pressing your fingers harder against his neck to really knead into his muscles, you find it harder to reach his shoulders through his sweater.

Taking note of this Sylus asks, “Having trouble sweetie? I can remove this if you’d like.” He motions to his sweater.

“N-no! It’s alright I can manage…” you mumble, flustered at his obvious flirting.

“I insist, after all what kind of masseuse would you be if you couldn’t even manage to get my shoulders?” And with that he swiftly removes the grey sweater, showing off his bare torso entirely to you.

“You’re so irritating sometimes…” you whisper, running your hands along his bare shoulders.

He doesn’t reply, instead letting out a low moan at your touch.

“Ohh right there sweetie.”

The sounds send shivers down your spine and you decide that you’d like to hear more of those sweet sounds from him.

You’re tracing your hand down his chest when all of a sudden he grabs your wrist.

“And what do you think you’re doing sweetie?”

“Nothing! I was just going to massage-“

You’re quickly cut off by him flipping you over the couch and pinning you down.

“Really, that’s the story you’re going for? If you wanted to feel me up you could’ve just asked.” He teased, grabbing your hand and running along his chest.

“What! No I- you’re the one who wanted me to massage you in the first place!” You accuse, pointing at him.

“Hmm… This is true, but I’m not the one who got carried away with my wandering touches.” He growls into your ear.

Blushing furiously, you turn your head to the side so he won’t be able to see your face. “Ok ok! Just let me up so I can finish your massage now!”

He grabs your chin and turns your face to his.

“Oh no kitten, it’s your turn now.”

Clingy Sylus

Sylus was always a bit clingy. Even before you two officially started dating he had always been more than enthusiastic to have you by his side. But now that you were official, his need to have you by his side was constant.

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You were sitting at your desk finishing some work when your phone buzzed. Checking the caller ID you saw that it was none other than your boyfriend, Sylus.

“Shouldn’t you be asleep right now? It’s too early for you to be getting into trouble.” You teased.

“You always seem to think I’m up to no good kitten. Have you ever thought that I might be calling because I miss you?” He taunts back.

“Still, you’re usually in bed by now. Don’t you think it’s a bit late to be missing me?” You say while putting away some folders.

“I could say the same about you. I thought we agreed on fixing your sleep schedule, no more work or coffee after 8 pm. And if I’m guessing I’d have to say you’ve broken both those rules by now. ”

You eye the empty mug on your desk then hop up out of your seat to look out the window.

“Have you been sending Mephisto to spy on me again? And don’t turn this around on me, we were talking about you!”

Sylus chuckles, “Don’t worry sweetie, I haven’t been spying much, I just know you too well.”

You roll your eyes silently. “Anyway back to what I was saying, why are you awake?”

Silence fills the room for a moment before Sylus quietly mumbles, “I can’t sleep… without you.”

You softened at his words, but quickly regained composure as you knew where this was heading. “Sy, you know I cant-“

“Please come over kitten, I miss you.” He pleaded into the phone.

“I have work tomorrow! I can’t miss it and you know that.” You scolded.

“Come on sweetie, just tonight? I promise I’ll make it worth your while.” You could practically see the smirk he had on his face.

While the thought of having Sylus hold and caress you in all sorts of place excited you, you had a special mission tomorrow and Captain Jenna would surely have your head if you called off work again.

“I’m sorry Sy, you know I’d love to but this mission is really important and-“

“How much?”

Confused you questioned, “What?”

“How much kitten? I’ll pay anything to get over here and by my side tonight.” He was on the edge now. “We don’t have to do anything, all I want is to hold you close next to me and I’ll pay any amount of money to make that happen.”

“You know I’m not some thing you can rent whenever you please right? I have my own schedule too!” You reproached, slightly offended at his offer to “buy” your time.

He sighed, “I’m sorry Sweetie, I only meant that I’d do absolutely anything to hold you in my arms for a few hours.”

Feeling guilty for your small outburst you apologized, “Of course, I’m sorry. But I just can’t make it tonight Sy…”

“Not even if I won you all those plushies you wanted from the claw machine?”

“Not even if you won me all those plushies” you laughed

Another defeated sigh could be heard through the other side. “Alright alright. Could you at least grant me the pleasure of staying on the phone until I fall asleep though?”

You chuckled lightly, “Of course Sylus.”

Househusband Nanami HCs

I saw a post of someone saying that Nanami wouldn’t want to be the financial provider in the relationship because of how much he hates work and I couldn’t agree more. Let me wife that man up rn 😩

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Househusband Nanami who greets you at the front door everyday without fail, ready to put your shoes and coat away and carry you to the living room so you can start to unwind.

Househusband Nanami who always makes sure you come back to a clean home with dinner ready on the table just for you.

Househusband Nanami who gives you the softest massages after dinner, wanting helping you relax because he knows how taxing work can be.

Househusband Nanami who makes sure you never work on an empty stomach. Preparing coffee and breakfast for you every morning, and making sure you leave with a homemade lunch.

Househusband Nanami who occasionally stops by your work to bring you surprise flowers, or a new pastry he made.

Househusband Nanami who would make sure to take the best care of your kids (if you had any). He would spend so much quality time with them and make sure they were always happy and healthy.

Househusband Nanami who isn’t embarrassed that he’s not the breadwinner of the family, but instead proudly shows off his talented wife.

I had a dream last night that I was bouncing on Sukuna crazy style and then I accidentally fell inside his stomach mouth and I don’t think I’m ok

I would totally do it but then I wouldn’t get to read AlphaGeto x BetaGojo smut and that would totally bum me out so how about some other day, yeah?