I’m 1000000% Convinced That Gojo Would Use Your Bra As A Blindfold Like This Whenever He’s Home Alone

Rafayel is the type of boyfriend to take you on a date to the aquarium and point at a fish and say “awww this one looks like you!” ☺️

And then the fish looks like this:

Soft Sylus HCs

- Sylus Whose always watching you whether it be through Mephisto or the twins, to make sure you’re safe.

- Sylus who’s always trying to impress you by buying you extravagant gifts using his black card or taking you to exotic places on his private jet.

- Sylus who loves to tease you by giving you cute nicknames like kitten or sweetie.

- Sylus who always wants you near him and finds any excuse to get you to come over.

- Sylus who sends you several texts throughout the day when you’re not with him so he can feel a little closer to you even when you’re not there.

- Sylus who only shows his soft side to you, letting himself be a little more vulnerable in your company day by day.

- Sylus who melts under your touch and uses any excuse to be close to you. Whether it be going extra fast on his bike so you have to hold onto him tighter, or pinning you down while training with you.

- Sylus who gets jealous whenever someone who isn’t him has your attention. (Even if it’s Mephisto)

- Sylus who will drop everything the moment you need him. Calling him in the middle of a deal? Deals off. Wanting to see him while he’s at a meeting? Meeting is over and he’s on the way to your place.

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.”

Loverboy Yuji HCs

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LoverboyYuji who’s constantly gushing about you to his friends. “Did you see that cool move they did in training today?!” “We did Yuji.” “And did you see how pretty they looked earlier?? They’re so gorgeous…” “We know Yuji.”

LoverboyYuji who will zone out in any conversation until someone mentions your name, and then he immediately perks up. (Megumi and Nobara have given up on trying to get him to focus on anything else at this point)

LoverboyYuji who is the epitome of a golden retriever boyfriend. Constantly yearning for your attention, always in your proximity, and always looking at you with the sweetest, most lovesick puppy dog eyes ever.

LoverboyYuji who has zero problems with PDA. This boy is touching you at all hours of the day. Kisses between classes, holding hands while walking, he’d glue you to his side and carry you everywhere he went if you’d let him.

LoverboyYuji who loves to show off in front of you. When you’re there to watch him practice, he’s suddenly got 10x the motivation. Running laps faster than any of the second years, sparring with Maki, taking his shirt off- “Hey keep your clothes on you idiot!”

LoverboyYuji who’s favorite thing is to come lay on you after a long mission. He’ll wrap his arms around your waist while he rest his head on your chest. And if you play with his hair? This boy is gone. Immediately asleep, drooling all over you.

LoverboyYuji who takes down all his posters of Jennifer Lawrence and replaces them with photos of you and him.

LoverboyYuji who lives to make you laugh. You thought a video was funny? Suddenly he’s quoting it ten times a day just to hear you chuckle. If you’re the type to think people slipping is funny (like me) this man is throwing himself at the floor anytime you’re near. His friends might think he’s stupid or embarrassing but it’s worth it to him as long as he gets to hear you laugh.

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.”

“You wanna see them? I guess that’s fine, but only cause it’s you, ok?”

Gojo hooks a finger underneath his blindfold and slowly pulls it down while looking at you.

“Oh… wow” you mutter breathlessly.

“I know, I know. The six eyes are truly a beaut-“

“Your forehead is hella small”

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 can’t pay the rent this month” prank on SatoSugu

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“I’m not gonna be able to pay the rent this month.” You say, disappointment heavy in your voice.

“Huh?” Geto and Gojo put down their phones and look at each other in confusion.

“I said I can’t pay the rent this month… I’m sorry”

The two boys now turn to look at each other puzzled.

“Who taught her what rent was? I didn’t even know she knew that word” Gojo asks with bewilderment.

“Wasn’t me… Do you think she even knows what she’s talking about?” Geto replies.

“You guys I’m serious!”

The pair turn to look at you, skepticism all over their faces.

“Sweetheart, with all due respect, what are you even talking about right now?” Gojo asks, tipping his glasses down to look at you fully.

“The money that we pay to live here, I don’t have enough to pay for this month?” You utter, almost like it’s a question.

The two boys glance at each other, and then simultaneously burst in to laughter.

“She- rent- oh my god I can’t BREATHE” Satoru howls, clutching his stomach.

Suguru has to wipe the tears from his face before finally voicing out “She’s gone crazy- she actually thinks- I can’t”

“Why are you two laughing?! What’s so funny about this??” You say, biting your lip to avoid joining in on there laughter.

“It’s just- you’re so silly gorgeous.” Geto manages to say through his chuckling.

Gojo finally composes himself and adds “Since when have you ever paid rent? Do you even know how? Do you even know what a bill looks like?” He perks up as an idea pops into his head “Wait Suguru! Go grab a bill and a McDonalds menu and let’s see if she can tell the difference!”

Suguru just chuckles and shakes his head, “Come on now, let’s not embarrass her today.”

Satoru pouts and leans his head on his hand “Aww you’re no fun!”

Suguru raises a brow towards you “Are you done having fun now?”

“Why don’t you two ever fall for any of my pranks! You’re no fun.” You roll your eyes at the two and make your way on to Sugurus lap.

“You forget how chronically online I am sweetie, you’ll never get me” Satoru teases, placing a small peck on the tip of your nose for emphasis.

“Absolutely no fun.” You cross your arms and lean into Geto with a scowl.

“If you wanted us to have some fun together,” Geto wraps one of his hands around your throat, tilting your head up so he can whisper in your ear “I’m sure we can make that happen darling.”

Imagine Satoru using his six eyes to spy on you in the shower or while you’re changing in your room.

Or maybe just to see what kind of panties you’re wearing under your pjs when you’re lounging around the house, only to find out you’re not wearing any.