OF Model!Toji

₊˚ ⋅𓎩 ‧₊˚ 'with just a taste of your heart'

synopsis ○ reader who loves baking

gojo, nanami, tojo, sukuna, geto, yuji, megumi, toge, yuta

warnings: swearing, suggestive

getting back into bg3 and realizing that the dark urge would perfectly match sukuna's freak

-> to love is to invite death // masterlist

summary: instead of eating the finger of ryomen sukuna, you somehow absorb it, the whole action resulting to you summoning him instead. unfortunately, he's very much stuck to you at any second of the day.

warning/s: smut, p in v, creampies, sukuna has two cocks, overstimulation, oral (r receiving), degrade and praise kink, use of sukuna's stomach mouth, angst, character death, reincarnation, isekai, love crisis, betrayal fluff, clingy sukuna, alot of cuddling, oh he's just a big cat isn't he, kid!sukuna for a few scenarios!! showering together, slight enemies to lovers, no use of y/n

-> whatever is done for love always occurs beyond good and evil

-> the demon in heaven

-> so let me be your fool then

ao3 // masterlist

sukuna lovers, what do we think his super power would be in an au that has abilities? I know its lame asf and the most common one, but i lowkey think super strength. please let me know your thoughts for an upcoming fic !! reader is gonna have telekinesis & telepathy ♡

ೃ⁀➷ hihi welcome !

: ̗̀➛ Jinxie ▪︎ 22 ▪︎ she/they

: ̗̀➛ 18+ blog, MDNI & blank/ageless blogs will be blocked ! SFW & NSFW

: ̗̀➛ Multi-fandom, but mainly JJK and AOT currently, but i will write drabbles and one-shots for whatever pops in my head

: ̗̀➛ For JJK I will write about - Sukuna, Toji, Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Shoko & Choso !

: ̗̀➛ For AOT I will write about - Mikasa, Annie, Pieck, Ymir & Historia, Sasha, Jean, Eren, & Armin !

RULES MASTERLIST AO3

Thinking about Sukuna (as usual)

pass the yuri 🥂

controller | sukuna x f!reader master list

prologue

Summary: Working as Wasuke Itadori's personal assistant wasn't all that bad. You got paid well, the hours were reasonable, he wasn't a complete asshole like most CEO's were. But there was a catch, and it came in the form of his charismatic son that trouble always seemed to follow. Or maybe he was the problem? Just don’t say you weren’t warned about him.

genre: modern au, 18+, forbidden romance (?), jin and sukuna are twins, smut, angst, fluff, crack & all that good stuff

warnings: explicit smut, graphic depictions of violence, mentions of drug and alcohol use, profanity, more will be added bc this is sukuna were talking about

a/n: 2.7k words, but that's what prologues are for, right??

“Morning Sir!” You immediately stood up from your desk the moment your boss came into view. 

“Good morning,” Wasuke all but mumbled, taking his usual coffee order off your hands. 

“Oh actually, I can throw your coffee in the microwave if you want, it’s probably cooled off since I picked it up,” you offer, but the man just waves you off. 

“No need, I’m the one that showed up late today,” he says, shooting his other assistant a cold glare because it was actually their fault, not his. “What’s on the schedule for today?” 

You hurriedly followed behind him as you started listing off today's agenda, “You have a meeting with the planner of the company’s upcoming gala at 10:00, then a conference call at 2:00, and one more meeting at 3:30 with a potential board member.. His name is Renji, I believe.” 

“Yes, Renji Takahara.” He confirmed. 

CEO’s are weird, you really don’t get why they ask you what's on today’s schedule when they clearly already knew. But for someone that just confirms the knowledge he already had, you got paid fairly well, so it doesn’t bother you that much. 

“Got it,” you keep up your usual optimistic tone as you began to notify him of other things he’s probably already well aware of. 

To say you graduated at possibly one of the worst times ever was an understatement. 

234 applications.

26 interviews.

0 hires. 

Which is insulting given how much you worked your ass off in university– internships, school clubs, volunteering. 

All that, for fucking nothing. 

Which is why you gave up on finding a job in your field for the time being and started applying to literally any and every place hiring. 

And that is how you ended up as the personal assistant to Wasuke Itadori, the CEO of Itadori & Co. 

You really don’t know how you landed this job, out of all the entry level positions you’ve applied for to begin with. It’s most likely from the fact that you really emphasized how much of a hard worker you were during the interview— which is exactly what Wasuke needed because he had your work cut out for you. 

Work in general hasn’t been that bad though, Wasuke was a pretty reasonable person to work for. You hear horror stories from personal assistants all the time– the insults, the beration, the tears. 

While you do a lot, like picking up his dry cleaning and lunch on an already tight schedule, he was always nice about it. 

At least nicer to you than he was with Akio, his other assistant, who’s mainly responsible for driving him around and made the man late this morning— hence Wasuke’s more sour than usual attitude this morning.

You’re only worry at this point was that one thing he said on your first day, when he was going over all of your tasks and responsibilities.

-

“–And if my other son ever bothers you too much, you’re more than welcome to call security,” Wasuke had added, a little too calmly. 

You laughed apprehensively at that, in hopes that he was just kidding– to lighten the mood, you know? 

But your laugh was met with dead silence, he was not kidding when he said that. And it left you a little rattled, one could only assume that his son harassing people was a common occurrence given how he was just letting you know.

“Sounds good!” You eagerly nodded once more, because you really needed this fucking job. 

-

But it’s been well over a month since he said that. It was right of you to take that worry, crumple it up, and throw it to the back of your mind. 

He couldn’t be that bad. 

You’ve already met his twin, Jin— if sunshine was a person, he’d be exactly that. Soft spoken, respectful, honest, hardworking. 

Wasuke seemed so proud of him, it almost always warms your heart whenever you see them in the same room together. It was usually Jin talking about something he was able to work through to make business run smoother and Wasuke openly praising him after. 

You haven’t seen much of Sukuna, or heard much of him, really. Granted, that family’s PR team worked overtime keeping their name in a good light, according to Wasuke, who’s quickly grown comfortable with complaining about his personal life to you.

But there was that one time you had to pick up a few items from your boss's home office, which overlooked his massive backyard that had a pool. 

And there he was, leaning over the edge of said pool, working on his laptop. You were too focused on the sight of his massive arms at first, but then you eventually noticed the bottle of 1942 next to the laptop, it was barely 10:00 am.

In that moment you kind of understood why your boss was the way he was.

You didn’t mention the tequila part when you told Wasuke that you didn’t realize his son still lived with him, which made the poor man blow a fucking gasket because they haven’t lived under the same roof since he moved out at 18. 

He was quick to question if his son bugged you or not, followed by a deep sigh of relief when you said that he never even noticed you. 

Shortly after that you overheard him yelling at someone on the phone, presumably his son that broke into his home, to get the hell out of his house. 

—

“Hey Akio? Do you think you can–” 

“Not now,” your colleague cuts you off. It clearly pained him to do so given how frantic the man was, rushing out of your bosses office and off to god knows where. 

Did he get fired? You doubt it, Wasuke didn’t dislike him that much. Aside from today, he usually got him everywhere early. 

You watched his sheepy self make his way through the floor towards the elevator– trying his best to find a middle ground between fast walking and jogging. You seriously wondered what his deal was, but given how much of a closeted gossiper your boss was, you’d probably find out before the day ended.  

Work was sort of slow for you today, which was a surprise in itself. All you really had to focus on was to pick up Wasuke’s lunch, schedule some extra meetings for him, and work on his travel arrangements for his upcoming work trip– which was amazing because that meant you got to take 4 days off. And because of that, you happily picked out the best accommodations for him when he goes to Beijing next month. 

On paper, you looked like a caring assistant, but he knew you well enough at this point to know that it was just so he’d fuck off while you enjoyed your own little vacation away from the office. 

He appreciated that about you– the upbeat attitude mixed in with the brutal honesty. 

“Would you be able to stay back for an extra hour to rearrange my schedule for next week?”

“Of course, Mr. Itadori! Who am I to say no to overtime pay?”

“How was Ms. Suzuya on the phone today? Did she give you a hard time?”

“She did give me a hard time when trying to reschedule the conference. Ms. Suzuya’s kind of a bitch. But that’s okay! It was successfully moved to the 13th at 10:00 am like you asked.”

“Wonderful, excellent work as always.”

“Were you able to pick up my dry cleaning this morning?”

“Unfortunately not Mr. Itadori. Sue mentioned something about extra stains that were tough to get out? She said it like they were impossible to get out.”

Okay, maybe that one kind of hurt, but it beats Akio who starts to tremble whenever he glances his way.

It was refreshing– you, not Akio. He’s sure that after more time of getting acclimated to the company, he’ll really get to see you flourish with that honesty of yours. Maybe he’ll even offer you a job as one of the company's advisors when it comes time for you to move on from being an assistant. 

“So you must be the old man’s new assistant,” a seducingly low voice pulled you out of your paperwork, basically looming over you with both their hands on your desk.

“Yes, I am! My name is–” You began to introduce yourself, yet ended up faltering on your own words when you looked up.

You didn’t even notice Akio, who was standing right behind him. It would’ve made sense as to why he left the office in the state he was in, this man was terrifying compared to his boss.

You can tell he’s Jin’s brother by the hair– yet his jawline was sharper, shoulders were way more broad, his gaze was more intimidating than inviting. God, you could tell he was so much more taller too. 

His entire presence was overwhelming on its own, instead of taking up too much space you could tell he was the type of person that just demanded it. 

There was no point in lying to yourself, he is incredibly attractive. Had you met him under different circumstances, you’d most likely indulge in whatever antics he had hidden up his sleeve. 

But you weren’t, because once again, you need this job. 

“Don’t be scared, sweetheart.” He smirked as he began to poke fun at you, knowing that Wasuke and Jin probably warned you about him beforehand. He bends down slightly to get a better look at your name tag, that was on your chest, and says your name slowly– making your cheeks heat up and heart start to fucking race. “Pretty name,” he remarks, in his equally pretty voice. 

“Oh– thanks,” your words stumble out, silently kicking yourself over the way your brain just betrayed you by short circuiting from the sight of him. “And you must be—”

“Sukuna!” You hear Wasuke explode from a distance, clearly furious over something he had done given by how he kept yelling at him. “Get in my office, now!” 

It didn’t seem to faze him though, as he calmly stood back up to full height. He shot you a menacing look before making his way towards the office, as if it were his own choice and not a command. Wasuke was quick to slam the door shut after Sukuna took his dear time walking the 15 feet to get in.

It went on for about an hour, the incoherent yelling between the two, mixed with one of them genuinely laughing. You doubt it came from your boss— he barely showed joy to begin with.

You weren’t exactly sure what they were fighting over since their voices were muffled behind closed doors, but you did hear the words ‘coke’ and ‘prison’ come up, multiple times. 

It wasn’t until Jin eventually came in to intervene when things finally started to calm down. You didn’t miss the sorry look he gave you before walking through the gates of hell.

It doesn’t take rocket science to immediately see what kind of family dynamic they had— Jin being the golden child and Sukuna the complete opposite of what a golden child was. 

“Would you like to leave early today?” Wasuke peaked his head out of his office around 15 minutes after the yelling died down. “I’m sure it’ll take the rest of the day for me to sort out.. personal matters.” He snaps his head back and glares into his office as says it. 

“Yeah sure!” You immediately perk up, as if you didn’t just listen to him hurl profanities at his own son for a good hour. “Thank you Mr. Itadori!” 

“You’re not gonna introduce me to her?” You can hear the fake disappointment in Sukuna’s voice, once again trying to get a rise out of his father.

“Shut up,” he sharply tells his son. “Don’t think you’re off the hook right now just because your brother came to your rescue.” It's like he was reminded all over again as to why he was in that office in the first place.

You don’t even get a chance to say goodbye before the man slams his door shut and continues to argue with his son once more, over something else. You could only hope it wasn’t over you, but it was. But not in the way you’d think, this was more of Wasuke being fed up with his son’s track record of fucking just about every woman around his age that works at the company. 

It’s why he’s allowed him to work from home, even though he prefers to have all of his employees working in person. It just made his own life significantly easier. 

And don’t get him wrong, he loves Sukuna.

That's his son! 

His favorite thing about the boy was how fast he was able to close a deal. 

If Jin were a golden retriever, then Sukuna was a fucking rottweiler.

And that rottweiler made Wasuke millions.

Jin makes this world a better place, then there’s Sukuna who controls it. He can’t even lie, watching his son completely dominate an entire room full of board members fills his chest with pride as a father.

He was a lucky man— two rare personalities bundled into the price of one. He’s extremely grateful for that fact when Sukuna’s not fucking with the family name— whether it be from trying to fuck as many women as he can in one night or landing himself a night in jail for shoving ten thousand yen down a waiters throat, all because his steak wasn’t rare enough.

At least he never got an opportunist pregnant in college (cough, cough)(Jin). He never said that the bastard was perfect, either.

But then again, maybe having a wife and kids would make him less.. extreme, for a lack of better terms. 

He doubts it though. 

—-

The first thing you did when you got the hell out of that building was go straight to your favorite restaurant. You didn’t do anything special to deserve it, but you decided to treat yourself to a take-out and wine night while watching one of the movies you’ve had your eye on for a while. 

Working as a personal assistant was draining. You’ve grown fond over Wasuke's grumpy demeanor, especially since it was mainly directed at Akio, but the job was still exhausting. 

You’d think a mean old man would just take his coffee black, but that family will forever prove your own biases wrong. He likes a medium Colombian roast with oat milk, and not three, but with four packets of Splenda. Mr. Itadori has the same coffee order as a drunk housewife who does Pilates every morning to cancel out her nightly blackouts.

What’s next, Sukuna drinks yakult while Jin shotguns a Red Bull each morning? 

You giggle to yourself at thought while walking through the doors of your apartment. If anything it was Sukuna who threw back energy drinks each morning, probably to chase down his daily prescription of vyvanse.

Though with the way his dad was yelling at him earlier today and what he was yelling at him for, it was safe to assume he had a better option than those two combined, and it was neatly packed in a 1x1 clear baggie. 

You don’t even know why you were thinking about that family to begin with anyways. They aren’t necessarily bad people, at least Jin and Wasuke, but it was best to steer clear from their personal business– including the thought of them. God knows what kind of skeletons they had hidden in their closets, especially the devil child that seemed to take up too much of their emotional time. 

So you do what you do best– crumple up that thought and throw it to the back of your mind. You were grateful you got to go home early. Yeah, life was boring at times, especially since your idea of a good time was getting tipsy while watching a movie, but it’s what you worked hard for. 

Even if you didn’t exactly have your dream job right now.

You were more than halfway through your movie when your phone gave off a little ping! Of course you thought nothing of it, thinking it was just a text from one of your friends. 

But your intuition has yet to fail you, and you just knew that you were fucked the moment you read the simplest little message on your screen. 

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