◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ How To Fake Date With Fake Boyfriend!athlete Sukuna .ᐣ Very Much Limited Experience.

heianera!sukuna immediately changes your uniform to something more appeasing for his eyes. A short skirt with a little apron over it, a neckline a little lower than what was deemed acceptable and of course, no tights.

“Pet, you dropped something.” You hadn’t, Sukuna had done so himself, all with one goal in mind.

Flustered, you bowed your head. “Forgive me, my lord.”

Spinning on your heels, you bent down, the fabric of your dress riding up to show the supple curve of your ass and your pretty white panties underneath. Sukuna growled in satisfaction, already plotting when he would do it again.

heianera!sukuna has you by his side 24/7, no one else is allowed to serve him, only you. And if someone does/tries to, they aren’t making it out with their life. The privilege of serving the King is yours and yours alone.

heianera!sukuna quickly realises he can make you do anything he pleases. You are a hard, concise worker who will do anything to please him and stay in his good graces. Such a sweet thing, he thinks.

heianera!sukuna abuses this knowledge.

“Pet, I need a back rub.”

“Pet, come and undress me so I can bathe.”

“Pet, feed me.”

heianera!sukuna takes delight in all of these things for different reasons, he can feel you on him, touching him, be the sole focus of your eye, and that is what the curse craves more than anything else.

heianera!sukuna begins to develop feelings for you.

A little surprise is on the way…

Part 1

(𐙚) ─── parenting with jisung

with all the lonely nights without your partner, you decided to get the next best thing ; a hamster. which only makes park jisung want to become the best hamster dad.. its a learning experience!

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You're a cat... That's about it.

Next ->

"Meow."

"You again."

Sukuna tsked, glaring at you from his spot at the engawa. One hand holding a scroll, another a skewer of meat prepared by Uraume.

Your nose twitched and you rolled to your back, looking at him cutely.

"What's this? Learned a new trick?"

"Mraow." Your meow mixing with your purr as you rolled around on the ground before looking back at him. Your tail swishing back and forth.

The King of Curses looked amused. "Hmph, fine. Since you're so hell bent on trying to amuse me, here." He tossed a piece of meat at you.

He laughed at how you scrambled to your feet to catch the piece. "Pathetic."

And then he went back to reading his scroll.

Few minutes later, Sukuna felt a tiny weight on his lap.

He raised his eyebrow as you settled yourself on his lap, tucking your paws and legs in. You looked up at him.

"Mraow!!" You said, purring loudly.

And then you started grooming yourself as if you weren't on the lap of the most dangerous man in existence.

Sukuna laughed before grinning. "Oh, what a bold, little thing you are."

He lifted his lower hand and scratched behind your ear, you leaned into his touch. "If you were a human, you wouldn't even dare to breathe in front of me."

"Mrrpp..." You curled into a ball and closed your eyes, ready to go to sleep. He clicked his tongue and frowned.

"Hey, who gave you permission to fall asleep?"

But you didn't budge, snuggling deeper into his lap. Your breathing evening out.

Sukuna stared at you, his expression neutral before he let out a "Hmph" and went back to reading his scroll. His large hand still absentmindedly scratching your ear.

A few hours later, Uraume came by.

"Master Su—" They paused, completely caught off guard by you sprawled on his lap before they quickly composed themselves.

"Master Sukuna, dinner is ready."

"Mm."

Sukuna was about to get up then remembered you, the little inconvenience. He frowned at you for a good whole minute. But then he looked up in thought, scratching the back of his neck. And then finally he looked at Uraume.

"Uraume."

"Yes, Master Sukuna?"

"Just bring my dinner here."

"... As you wish."

Next ->

SMAU- YOUR CHILD TAKES YOUR PHONE

(Gojo, Geto, Toji, Nanami, Choso, Sukuna)

Note: I could not do so much baby talking 😭 so most are a child who can spell

— part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4 !

college! sukuna spend that same night in his bed, searching for your instagram. your account was a hard find. it took him 60 minutes of his life to even find one of your friends, who had coincidentally tagged you in their recent photo dump. in that same photo dump was a cute picture of you and your friend. you were glowing, a pretty smile on your face, and sukuna immediately took a screenshot to save for himself.

then, he went to your account. you hadn’t posted a single thing, and your profile picture was black. he had spend 30 minutes searching for basically nothing. but, he still followed you.

the notification “r.sukuna is now following you” popped up on your screen around 1 AM. how the hell did this guy find you? you were genuinely confused.

you didn’t have any classes with him the next day, so you came up to him at lunch. not caring about the girl placed in his lap, kissing his neck. sukuna looked awfully disinterested in her.

“did you do your part of the project?” you asked suspiciously. he turned his head to you, and rudely pushed the girl off before getting on his feet. the girl looked at him in shock, and then shot you a glare, as if you stole her man. that girl could definitely have him, for all you care.

“nah, but you don’t mind, do you?” sukuna replied condescendingly, “besides, it’s only due in three weeks.”

you simply sighed. you can not with this man. he was purposely getting on every single one of your nerves. “it’s due in three weeks because it’s a big project half our grade, you massive dick,” you scowled. a stupid smirk made a way on his face.

“so? you’re smart, right? you’ll figure it out,” he responded.

his comment somehow doubled your irritation. “you’re either helping with this, or i’m asking the professor to kick you out. take a pick,” you hissed back. then, his smirk disappeared ever so slightly.

“you’re really a fucking bitch about this, y/n,” sukuna huffed. he broadened his shoulders slightly, narrowing his eyes in irritation. you rolled your eyes back at him, “go cry about it. take a fucking pick.”

he watched you a for a few moments in silence as he straightened his back slightly, seeming even taller. he looked threatening, sure, but you were too pissed off to care.

“…fine, but don’t expect me give a shit about it,” he decided. another beat of silence, of the both of you glaring at each other. you decided now would be a good time to mention him suddenly following you, since the silence was getting a little too intense for your liking.

“oh yeah, why did you follow me on instagram? how’d you even find me?” you asked.

his smirk returned, and he raised his eyebrows in amusement. “just came across your account. am i not allowed to, sweetheart?” he taunted. he spend an hour looking for it, but you didn’t need to know that. you just scoffed, “weirdo.” and then walked off, making sure to shove him with your shoulder.

sukuna stared at you until you left through the doors of the cafeteria. the girl that was in his lap before, got up from her seat. “who was that?” she asked in irritation. he returned his eyes to her, but then a disgusted scowl added to his expression.

“mind your own fucking business, you bitch. and why don’t you get the fuck out of here while you’re at it?” he snarled. the girl flinched slightly at his harsh words, but then muttered something under her breath before getting up and leaving.

“damn, what crawled up your ass and died?” toji asked. sukuna stared at him, his expression dangerous.

“i think he’s still down bad for that girl. what was her name? y/n?” gojo laughed, “y’know what, if you don’t get with her, i will,” he added tauntingly. for some reason, him saying that made sukuna even more pissed off than before. why the hell was he suddenly in his business? you were off-limits, he had made that very clear before.

“watch your fucking mouth, gojo. i won’t hesitate to make an end to your pathetic life,” sukuna threatened.

“man, you’re pussy whipped. what’d she do to make you all in love like this?” gojo teased. sukuna just scoffed and sat down again, ignoring his infuriating friends while in thought.

yeah, what did you even do?

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sukuna isn't good with feelings. he doesn't know how to express his love for you, nor the things he prefers you not to do. it's always been like that, it's all new to him. you're so patient with him, though. you always are.

so, what does he do when he finds you sad?

first, he'll threaten death to whoever did this to you. upon finding out that it's not anybody who's making you feel like this, just a bad day, he'll become quizzical. he doesn't want you to be sad. it makes him sad.

sukuna will think back to the things you do to make him feel better, maybe after a long day. he'll pull you under the covers with him, even letting you be the big spoon. (believe or not, that's big for him.) he'll run his hands through your hair, and tell you about all the people who had the audacity to wrong him today, and how they deeply ended up regretting it. for your sake, he spares the details.

he'll trace shapes over your leg, the one that's thrown lazily over him. cooing you to sleep, he'll feel relieved at the even pattern of your breathing, and it'll lull him, as well, to sleep.

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having jisung as your instacart shopper !!

a/n: having a male instacart shopper is a fate worse than death 😞 (incase you dont know, instacart is where you order your groceries and stuff on your phone and an employee picks it out in the store. they then either deliver it to your house or you drive up and get it😛)

lowkeyartist!sukuna who makes videos in his room to post on his instagram. Most of it is just him making new tunes that would most definitely be sampled by an artist sooner or later, while some are covers.

But I think what people mostly know him for is the different lady - or ladies - they see in the background sleeping in his bed. His name on twitter grows hectic whenever they see the girls in the back in some of his videos, slamming and dragging his name. Regardless, he stays radio silent on it.

It’s not until a song that had used one of his vids for a sample went popular and he begrudgingly goes live on instagram for his first Q&A due to popular demand. The questions flood in when his fans realise it’s not bullshit and he actually is there to talk with them.

And, like true Sukuna signature, there’s a mystery lady in his sheets behind him. The live notices immediately when he shifts a little to the edge giving them a glimpse of you, almost like he wants them to see.

“Does it wobble? Don’t make me end this live,” he says sternly, trying to subtly read questions that aren’t about you behind him in the chat. He finds it funny how the whole internet has been in an uproar this past year due to your constant impulse on making your hair look different every other month - different girls, like he’d ever, the thought makes him scoff.

“Why do you bring over so many girls? what do you mean? It’s just one,” he teases, his head turning over his shoulder to peek at you - yep, still sleeping.

His taunts to the questions have everyone on edge, and you’re just peacefully in dreamland. His scowl deepens when he sees many people question his honesty on the last answer, so he finally breaks and he reveals the long awaited truth.

“It’s just one girl because it’s my fiancé, we’ve been together since I started this shit,” he leans back in his chair, relief flowing through his veins now that everyone knows, “why does she look different all the time? My girl’s just impulsive.”

“i don’t get you,” sukuna mutters, arms resting on his knees as he stares at your cat, who sits primly on the floor, tail flicking lazily. “you’re small. your head is tiny. you have no claws worth a damn, and yet you strut around like you own this place.”

your cat blinks at him slowly. the audacity.

“oh, so now you’re being mysterious? yeah, real intimidating, runt,” sukuna scoffs, leaning in. “tell me, why the hell do you scream at five in the morning for no reason?”

your cat meows. sukuna nods, as if that was an actual answer.

“nah, i don’t buy it. i know when someone’s bullshitting me.” he strokes his chin, as if deep in thought. “and what’s with the scratching? you have a whole damn tree to tear up, but no, it’s gotta be the couch, huh? or my chair. my throne in this shitty modern world.”

your cat remains utterly unfazed, licking a paw and dragging it over its ear. sukuna clicks his tongue in frustration.

“you think you’re untouchable. you think you can do whatever you want just ‘cause you’re small and cute?” he narrows his eyes. “you remind me of someone.”

you narrow your eyes right back from your hiding spot behind the doorway. excuse me?

but sukuna is too deep in his investigation to notice. he gestures toward your phone lying face-down on the table. “and what’s with you and cameras huh? every time there’s a flash, you go feral. you act like you’re being dragged to hell.”

your cat’s ears twitch. a clear tell.

“ohhhh,” sukuna smirks, leaning in like he’s caught onto something juicy. “what, you got a dark past? you some kinda criminal? don’t want your face out there ‘cause you’re on a hit list?”

the cat swipes at sukuna’s knee, and he actually pulls back with a scoff. “oi, don’t get violent with me, brat. i asked a simple question.”

you have to bite your lip to keep from laughing.

“i should make you my disciple,” sukuna suddenly muses, tilting his head as he assesses the feline before him. “you got the attitude down. the little mind games. yeah… you could be something great.”

your cat sneezes.

sukuna frowns, as if personally offended. “...you’re turning down my offer? just like that?”

he sits back with a dramatic sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. “unbelievable. you’re worse than your owner.”

excuse me again???

before you can march in and object, your cat gets up, stretches leisurely, and then—just to really assert dominance—turns around and sticks its tail right in sukuna’s face before trotting off.

he stares after it, jaw clenched, eye twitching.

“…i’m gonna eat it.”

you finally lose the battle against your laughter.