Canada Won World Juniors So Here’s Some Sketches For Something I’m Working On With Hockey Player!deku

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AYO WHAT THE HELL JUST DROPPED ?

bro has two cars and he chooses to commute 😭 environmentally conscious king

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KEIKAWA — SELFSHIP MOODBOARD !

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student sukuna au inspired by this beautiful art by inkedberries (galaxy brain moment), please check their other arts as well!

toji fushiguro ʚ ɞ his controversially young girlfriend

cw. age gap , smut mdni , oral

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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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☆༉ — RYOMEN SUKUNA. a better man.

about. you’re a girl that’s way out of his league and he’s the bad boy you couldn’t help but fall for. what happens when ryomen sukuna fails to meet you in the middle?

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! sfw, fluff, suggestive towards the end, no curses!au, modern!au, it’s implied that sukuna is in a gang, mentions of fights, reader is a rich girl, they’re kinda in love :( bad boy!sukuna, fem!reader.

“you’re mad at me. aren’cha?”

sukuna mutters with an air of faux nonchalance as he lazily jogs up the final marble steps that lead up to the restaurant he was supposed to meet you at nearly two hours ago. the evening traffic zips by, red and white headlights parting through the rain to illuminate your boyfriend’s features. heavy water droplets take residence on the slope of his nose and Cupid’s bow, some even daring to cling on to the tips of dusty rose-coloured hair.

if you weren’t so angry right now, you might take a moment to appreciate how good sukuna looks in the moment — especially with the way the rain makes the designer tux you’d gotten for him cling to his skin. exposing every ridge and dip and curve in his muscle while his inky black tattoos become all the more visible.

“of course i’m mad.” you step aside to let sukuna under the shelter of the entrance, avoiding him as he swoops down for his usual hug and kiss. “tonight is important. it was important.”

“babe c’mon on, i was—“

“you were late. they’re serving dessert in there, ryomen.” your tone is coloured with shades of annoyance and a hint of warning. like a mother about to lecture her child. you’re pissed. it’s written all over your face too — in the way that your brows crease and you pout so adorably. he’ll try to play it off, like he doesn’t care, but it almost makes sukuna sick to his stomach to know that you’re angry with him.

the rain picks up outside of the restaurant and you continue. “all you had to do was show up on time. come to this stupid fancy restaurant and be there to meet my parents. but of course, you got yourself caught up in—“ you grab his dress shirt in frustration, noticing the blood on the collar that doesn’t belong to him. his split knuckles and the bruise on his lips. “— in whatever this is.” you roll your eyes, blood boiling.

“it’s nothin’ for you to worry your pretty little head about,” sukuna scoffs, lips spreading wide in his signature smirk. the excuse is lame, but he doesn’t want you to worry for him any longer. “since when did you care about what your parents think, anyways?” but you see it in his eyes, that same old worry. that he’s not good enough for you, that a scumbag like him doesn’t deserve a pretty girl like you. he’s always told you to find someone better, someone able to feed into the glitz and glamour that you were brought up in.

but you’ve always told ryomen sukuna that you have everything you need right there with him.

cupping his face, the heat of anger dispels from your body and you exhale deeply though your nose. “i don’t care about what my parents think. if i did, i wouldn’t be dating you.” you cast a thumb over the thick lines of ink decorating his face, accenting sukuna’s high cheekbones and chiselled features while the rest of your fingers sink into his smooth, dark undercut. “but that doesn’t mean i don’t want you to meet them. they’re just as special to me as you are. i want the most important people in my life to know each other.”

your boyfriend’s hands settle on your wrists as he grunts noncommittally, indicating that he’s aware of his wrong doings. if there’s one thing that sukuna hates, it’s upsetting you. he doesn’t care what the world thinks of him, it’s never mattered before. yet, even the slightest look of disappointment from you has the man in shambles. “‘m sorry,” he drawls, his grip on you shifting down to cup your waist — pulling you flush against him. “what can a guy like me do to make it up to you?”

“you can go on in there and charm the hell out of my rich, uptight parents so that we can hurry up and go home,” your voice lowers an octave as you stand on your tip toes for the extra height so that you can nip at the shell of sukuna’s ear. “where you can rip this dress off’a me.”

“such a dirty mouth for such’a prim ‘n proper girl, hm? i should wash it out with soap.” he purrs right back, leaning down to kiss at your neck until you’ve had enough of his frayed pink hair tickling your skin. he damn near melts when your fingers inch up to tug at his roots — earning a deep and thrilling growl from the man. “that was a dirty move. who taught you that?”

“my good for nothing boyfriend, he’s kind of a bad influence.” you tease back, despite having to physically push sukuna away in order to avoid setting off his inner beast before dinner with your parents is done — and instead, take to grabbing his larger hand in yours so you can lead him from the front of house to your family’s reserved table.

and like always, sukuna trails after you like a lost puppy enamoured with the person that found them, have them love and warmth. because, while you didn’t change him, you made him want to be better — to give up the knives in his back and the bullets looking over his head for something better. something softer.

something like you.

ryomen sukuna wanted to become the someone he thought you deserved.

that’s why he put on this stupid suit and tie, why he let you take his hand, why he follows you to the the table that’s sure to seal his fate with you.

behind all that rough exterior, is a man who loves you.

and in front of sukuna, is a girl who loves him and all of his flaws right back.

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

katsuki!!

thinking about them with a super productive girlfriend.

our lazy boys who sleep until noon and don't get out of bed until they're absolutely starving or have plans in 30 minutes, meanwhile their pretty little girlfriend has been up since 6:45 and has; worked out, showered, made a good breakfast (and saved some for him too), cleaned up the kitchen and living room, and is currently on a zoom call discussing the next move in her project groups big proposal. and he's just sitting across from her at the table, eating her breakfast she made, thinking about how lucky he is to have her.

RED ALERT I NEED WRITING IDEAS!!

pls request something or give me even a little thought of an idea bc i'm coming up empty :(