Satoru Gojo had a habit—one you had long since accepted, though it never failed to make you laugh. The moment he spotted you anywhere near a surface remotely suitable for lounging, he latched onto you like a lazy, overgrown cat.
“Satoru, I have things to do,” you protested as he draped himself over you, his long limbs completely engulfing you on the couch.
“Mm, no you don’t,” he murmured, pressing his face into your neck. “You have one job. And that’s being my personal pillow.”
His arms tightened around you as he nuzzled closer, his breath warm against your skin. He was impossibly warm, a human heater, and the way he clung to you like you were the only thing grounding him made your heart squeeze.
“You’re such a baby,” you muttered, running your fingers through his soft white hair.
“I’m your baby,” he corrected, sighing in bliss. “Now stop wiggling and let me love you.”
And just like that, your plans were forgotten. Because when Satoru Gojo wanted cuddles, there was no escaping.
waking up with a tiny flower that eddie had found and carefully tucked behind your ear while you were napping.
Clingy!Satoru who calls you every night that you're not in his bed, so he can snuggle his pampered butt into bed and fall asleep to your voice; cheek squished comfortably into the pillow, murmuring soft and sleepy I miss yous into his pillow while you adore him through the screen.
Clingy!Satoru who liplocks you like he's trying to glue himself to you. His lips never want to leave yours, there's always a reluctancy when he pulls away from a kiss and oh, the way he pleads for kissy marks — he wants to be decorated in them, "More please... here, and here... and here... huh? It won't look goofy; it's my lady's lipstick. I'm gonna show off your marks to everyone."
Clingy!Satoru who stands behind you in a queue — because you "look too good from the back" and he needs to block the people behind you from getting a good view of what belongs to him. With a dorky smirk on his face, his fingers nip at the back of your clothes, his eyes obsess over every inch of you from your head to your shoes.
In public, especially in long queues, Satoru leans down to your neck and speaks to you with his lips grazing your skin.
Clingy!Satoru who keeps his arms around you while the two of you are talking in a group, his biceps pressing at your sides. He habitually grazes his fingers over your tummy, stopping and smirking each time he receives a swat from you.
Clingy!Satoru who trots after you, tall stature lingering in your shadow, following as you pave the way to wherever it is you're taking him. He'll clumsily bump into you from the back when you abruptly stop because he keeps such a terrible tailing distance.
Clingy!Satoru who is glued to your body in bed even during a heatwave. It always plays out the exact same way every night:
You're sweating, the air is too thick. But Satoru doesn't care; he clings to your back despite being a literal heater himself.
"Satoru." you swat him away for the fifth time. He groans and inches away — but a few minutes later he's scooching back into spooning position.
"Satoru, seriously. You're too hot."
"I know." he smiles against the nape of your neck, arms wrapped firmly around you.
Swat.
Johnny’s one of those boyfriends that suddenly remembers you exist and roams the house seeking you out. No real rhyme or reason to it he just wants to see you, peeks into wherever you are and reminds himself you’re still around.
Johnny’s one of those boyfriends who randomly grabs you and shakes you around, I fear you’re going to be a victim of cuteness aggression for the rest of your life.
Johnny’s one of those boyfriends who grabs at your ass when he’s bored, like it’s his own personal stress ball. Same thing with your tits.
Johnny’s one of those boyfriends who blows raspberries into your stomach while he’s laying down on you, even if you hate it. Sorry, I don’t make the rules.
Johnny’s one of those boyfriends who knows how to have a laugh when you’re having sex. He brought a glow in the dark condom once and you said his dick looks like a neon green Kermit and he laughed so hard he almost forgot where he was. Almost.
Johnny’s one of those boyfriends who actively gets upset if you try to crawl away from him while you’re cuddling, like ACTUALLY upset, it’s not even funny, don’t try it.
i LOVE BEING IN BED !!!!!! i love being all cuddly and warm and curling up into a ball and feeling tiny !!!!! this is what life’s about !!!!!!!!!!!
when you start dating kiyoomi, he tells you at your first sleepover that he doesn’t like to be touched when waking up. it’s nothing personal; he just tells you he needs to get his bearings in the morning, so he prefers not to be cuddled while he sleeps. it sucks when you’re tired and just want to latch on to him and curl into his warmth, but everyone has their boundaries, and you respect them.
it’s only after the first few months of sleepovers that the apologies when you find yourself cuddled up against him as you blink awake are returned with dismissive hmphs as he curls his muscled arm back around your waist and pulls you close again.
and it’s only a couple months after that when you start waking up to a weight against your hot skin, because kiyoomi has sought out your touch as soon as he regains conscience in the mornings. and the rare times you wake up before him, he comes shuffling into the living room, blanket around his broad shoulders, and pout on his sleepy face as he curls up into you, waiting for your fingers to curl into his locks and lull him back to sleep.
immortal sukuna who — in your first life (1).
immortal sukuna masterlist
immortal sukuna who has had to live multiple lifetimes with you.
immortal sukuna who became blessed with immortality as he nearly died.
immortal sukuna who was found by you all alone in the mountains.
immortal sukuna who is stunned when you took him in.
immortal sukuna who has never had anyone be kind to him before.
immortal sukuna who becomes fond of his life with you.
immortal sukuna who finds happiness in making you happy.
immortal sukuna who falls in love with you, the only person who cares for him.
immortal sukuna who feels the happiest in his life when you tell him you love him too.
immortal sukuna who lives a peaceful life with you.
immortal sukuna who dedicates his everyday to you.
immortal sukuna who realizes your mortality when you suddenly get ill.
immortal sukuna who begins to dread the fact that you will end up getting old and leave him.
immortal sukuna who cannot bear the idea of parting from you.
immortal sukuna who is devastated when you suddenly pass.
immortal sukuna who felt devoid of meaning the moment you left him.
immortal sukuna who realizes that he still wants to take care of you, even if its on a graveyard.
immortal sukuna who wishes you could meet again one day, if you get reborn.
immortal sukuna who tries to remember what you looked like or what you sound like.
immortal sukuna who prays to any god out there that they reunite the two of you.
immortal sukuna who thinks even one moment with you again would be worth his entire immortal life.
immortal sukuna who would wait forever if he had to, just to have you back in his arms again.
Kenma is currently trying his best to keep his hands from shaking. He is ultimately unsuccessful when he finally gets them to hold still, just to have his leg shaking right in its place. He hates fighting with you, and to be honest he is really trying to avoid it. But how can he when he is almost certain that you are slipping away from him in favor of your new coworker. He would be lying if he said that he always felt secure in your relationship, but it was never your fault. He had always subconsciously felt like you needed someone who wasn't so introverted so you could properly enjoy dates, vacations, and parties like you deserved. He had been quite surprised when you didn't seem to mind that most of your dates were at either your or his apartment or that he was never the last one to stay at one of Kuroo's events. He considered himself lucky, but that doesn't mean he still wondered if you would ever find someone else.
Kenma's head snaps up as he hears your keys in the door. He takes a steeling breath to calm his nerves and hopefully get his thoughts in order. You come in and your eyes immediately fall onto your sweet boyfriend. Kenma can see the smile growing on your face as soon as you catch his eye and he feels bad that he has to be the one to ruin it for you. He sees the look of confusion that takes over your face at Kenma's face. "Hey baby is everything okay?" Your voice always sounds so sweet and hearing it almost makes him want to just drop this subject. How could the love of his life, with the sweetest smile and the sweetest voice ever do something as heinous as cheating? There's no way.
"Yeah, I just think we should talk." Your heart drops at Kenma's tone. He sounds as if he's a shell of a person, like whatever is bugging him has taken root and replaced your Kenma. Your voice is much shakier when you respond "Yeah, no problem." Kenma doesn't miss the fact that you stopped yourself from saying babe at the end of your sentence and feels absolutely distraught. He never thought that you withholding a pet name from him would absolutely wreck him as much as it does. He takes a deep breath before he bluntly asks "Are you interested in Hikaru-san?" You stare at him blankly as you process his words. Interested? Why would you ever be interested in Hikaru? You confidently tell Kenma "No, why would I be interested in Hikaru-san?" Kenma then responds with a cold "Then why have you been talking and hanging out with them so much?" You try to hold back your laughter at the absolute ridiculousness of this whole situation. Your boyfriend that you live with and have been with for years is jealous of the young intern that has been appointed as your trainee. The only reason why Hikaru has had to text you so often is because he has gotten lost taking the train back to his university more times than you can count. He had a big heart, but he could be a little dense. You two had also had to stay overtime a few days because he had forgotten to turn in some very important paperwork and you were scared if you left him alone to do it he would mess something up. You decide that showing Kenma instead of telling Kenma would be a much better course of action, so you unlock your phone and hand it to your skeptical boyfriend. He looks up at you for confirmation and starts looking through your text messages with Hikaru after you smile and nod at him to start the search. What he gathers from the messages is that your responses are very polite and almost monotone. It's exactly what he would expect from a coworker that you aren't particularly close to. He also notices that Hikaru's texts are anything but flirty. Almost all of his messages consist of him panicking over getting off at the right stop and missing an important meeting, or him trying to gauge how much time an important task will take so he can try and make time for his own coursework. He hands you your phone back sheepishly, but he still thinks that something has to be going on. He waits as you quickly navigate to your instagram to show him Hikaru's profile. You turn your screen around to face Kenma as you go through Hikaru's bio and posts. You see realization dawn as Kenma's face before he looks up at you to confirm to see a knowing smile spread across your face.
"Ken he has a boyfriend."
Oh.
⋆ ₊✧ ˚ 𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 ˚ ✧₊⋆
Simon never really thought about getting you pregnant—if he’s being honest. He never wanted a family, and you can blame his old man for that. Sure, he doesn’t always use protection, but he’s well aware of the damage the morning-after pill could do to your body, and he’d never want that for you.
You didn’t even tell him. He figured it out on his own. The trash was missing your usual pads, and you hadn’t been complaining about cramps. He’s scared.
He waited, hoping you’d realize it on your own. He doesn’t know what you want to do. If you want him to be a father, he’ll try. For you. You’d be the mother of his child, after all.
Weapon u3u.