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when reading smut and y/n says “daddy”

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JJK MEN LINKS

TOJI FUSHIGURO

He couldn’t help himself after the shop clerk flirted with you

So deep!

p*ssydrunk

he’s so mean ):

finally giving you that baby you’ve been begging for

NANAMI KENTO

he’s so fucking huge

office pet

what was he supposed to be doing again?

brat taming

helping nanami stay in shape (:

GOJO SATORU

you were a brat so gojo’s making you do all the work ):

“just sit back and let me take care of you”

naughty girls get punished

time to make an heir!

first time seeing each other after a long mission

GETO SUGURU

before the cult meeting

his favorite way to relax after a long day

in front of all his followers

his only exception to hating non-sorcerers <3

first time without a condom ):

SUKUNA RYOMEN

Punishment

training

sukuna’s favorite pet

open wide!

2 hours in…

CHOSO KAMO

choso’s punishment):

he loves to please you

he just wants to feel you as close as possible

he’s desperate for you ):

choso’s payback

Pt. 2 here

enjoy (: remember you have to be logged into twitter (:

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hey just picture him shirtless, assembling a new bed frame for you (it’s because he fucked you too hard and broke your old one and these are his reparations)

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Nanami shoves his ice cold hands up your shirt causing you to screech.

“Get your cold hands off me!” You try to squirm away but he’s wrapping you in his arms.

He shushes you. Shoving his cold nose into the back of your neck. You continue to try and wiggle out his grip.

“Don’t shush me!” You protest.

He’s warmed up but the chill is now prominent in your body. Plus the principle!

“Just let me hold my hot wife.”

You scoff, amused, turning around in his arms. “You got jokes.”

“I’d never joke about my hot wife,” a slight smirk on his lips, “but I do find that compliment to be rudimentary.”

He kisses your lips gently before placing a trail from your cheek down to your neck. He stops above your shoulder.

“I much prefer beautiful, gorgeous,” his hands slip from under your shirt down the curve of your ass, “sexy.”

He squeezes, pulling you closer something hard pressing against your stomach.

“I’m still a little chilly darling, can you warm me up some more?”

When you first started dating Nanami you never expected him to be so suave. It was like a switch flipped and you were blushing and stuttering while he gazed at you with that same smirk he’s giving you now.

“I can try my best.” You flirt back.

“That’s all I ever ask.”

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doctor zayne?

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bakugo hates them. he hates them so much. those little naked angel babies with their stupid tiny wings and their dumb little hats—why do you have so many?? why do they all have different themes?? why is there a whole shelf dedicated to them in your room??

but what really pisses him off is how you call them cute. all the damn time.

“look at this one, katsuki! it’s got a little strawberry hat!”

“isn’t this one adorable? he’s a tiny cow!!”

but do you ever call him cute?? no. never. not once.

so one day, he snaps. he waits until you’re out, then he gathers up every single one of those freaky little babies and hides them in his closet. he’s thorough about it, too—makes sure not a single one is left behind. when you come back, you immediately notice.

“where are my sonny angels?”

“what sonny angels?” he says, completely deadpan.

you narrow your eyes. “katsuki.”

“maybe they got tired of bein’ called cute and ran away,” he mutters, arms crossed.

you gasp. dramatically. “you took them.”

“i hid them,” he corrects, scowling. “you should be callin’ me cute, not those weird-ass naked babies.”

you stare at him for a long moment. then, slowly, a grin spreads across your face.

“oh my god,” you say. “you’re jealous of my sonny angels.”

“no, i’m not—”

“you are!” you laugh, absolutely delighted. “you’re mad because i call them cute instead of you!”

his face goes red—like, really red. “shut up.”

“katsu,” you coo, poking his cheek. “are you jealous of my tiny, plastic, naked angel babies?”

“i said shut up!!” he barks, turning away, ears burning.

you just laugh harder, wrapping your arms around him from behind. “aww, but you are cute, katsuki.”

he freezes. you feel him stiffen, then relax just a little. “…damn right i am.”

you press a kiss to his cheek. “can i have my sonny angels back now?”

“ugh. fine.” he stomps off to get them, grumbling under his breath. when he hands them over, he glares at the tiny plastic faces. “they’re still ugly.”

you just smile, holding one up. “say hi to your competition.”

“i hate you.”

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a little training☝️🤓

3/3

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“is this okay?” 

when eijirou looks up from his phone, you gesture to the outfit you’d just put on for mina’s party. 

“y-yeah,” he coughs, clearing his throat. the flush in his cheeks deepens. “you look incredible.” 

“and you’re okay?” you ask. “if i wear this out, i mean.” 

eijirou’s brows pull together as he blinks at you, seemingly trying to figure out if he heard you right. he sounds a little offended when he says, “babe. you’re not seriously asking me that.” 

when you don’t immediately respond, he crosses his arms. starts soapboxing a little about how it’s his responsibility, as a man, to challenge toxic masculinity and the patriarchy. and telling his girlfriend what to wear is being part of the problem, not the solution. 

then, he scrubs the back of his neck with a big hand, somehow managing to look both sheepish and cocky when he adds, as an afterthought, “..... and i can fight.”

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Satoru who does not give a single FUCK that you haven’t shaved. You both were getting freaky, all over each other with heavy breaths, until you feel his hand go down to your pants.

“No,” you pant out breathlessly, “let me just do you.”

Satoru isn’t displeased to hear those words—he never is and never will be—but he still grunts in confusion. “What?” He asked blankly, as if you’d told him you killed his cat.

“I haven’t shaved,” you groan in explanation, getting restless now, “so let me just suck—“

You don’t even finish your sentence before he’s flipping you over like a toy beneath him, his eyes full of hunger. His hands go to the hem of your pants again, wasting no time to pull them off, along with your underwear.

Your throbbing heat lies beneath him as you try to cover your face, way too embarrassed and flushed with heat to look at him. But Satoru doesn’t care. He leans down and dives in with no hesitation.

“Do you think I care?” He mumbles against your sex, raising his hand to land a firm smack on your wiggling hips. “You think I fucking care if this beautiful cunt has a little hair?”

You can only mewl and squirm under his tight grip, his tongue darting out to tease you every other word. “S-Satoru!” You can’t help but squeal, the words you want to use stuck in your throat as jolts of pleasure rack your body.

“What love?” He grins, the vibration of his laugh against your skin. “M’ just trynna enjoy my meal…”

Idk how I feel abt this one, but I hope you guys enjoy. I woke up just a few minutes ago to post this, may or may not have had a dream abt this🥲

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Such a Bully! (HC)

• Toji x gn!reader

• Warnings!! - general filth, degradation, explicit language, masterbation (m), reader wears glasses

• A/n!! - this is real short, but I couldn't get this off my mind. Toji is fr that bitch to do this, and guess what? I'm that bitch who likes it. Anyways, enjoy loves🫶🏻

Perv!Toji who's so so mean to you, but only because his cock gets hard when he is.

Perv!Toji who constantly makes remarks like; your glasses make you look like a nerd, or, you whine like a baby, but in reality those are the things that draws him to you the most.

Perv!Toji who laughs when your cheeks go red, or you send him a death-stare after he makes another teasing remark.

Perv!Toji who goes home every night after a job with you, and can't help but fuck his hand pretending it's you.

Perv!Toji who whispers the filthiest, meanest things under his breath before he cums, imagining your doe-eyes and innocent voice as he does.

Perv!Toji who thinks of you again as he's cleaning the sticky cum off of his chest, wishing you were the one doing it so he could tease you the whole time:(

Perv!Toji who goes to sleep quickly after just to have even more filthy dreams of you throughout the night.

Perv!Toji who goes back to work the next day and repeats the cycle all over again :3

- BONUS -

Perv!Toji who's addiction only gets worse when he finds out you like it when he's mean to you too🫶🏻

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Sunshine 𖤓 [Masterlist]

summary — « Toji Fushiguro is just trying to raise his 6 year old son, Megumi, whilst living the dangerous life he was born into the best he can. He hasn’t felt a single ray of sunlight illuminate his dark world ever since his first love died while giving birth to their son. Toji only realizes that he is surviving rather than living when Megumi begins to act out, making him question everything from the past few years. But just when he starts believing his life couldn’t get even more complicated, a woman he least expects walks into his life and finally lets the sun in. »

tags/warnings — dad!toji, baby!megumi, fem!reader, strangers to friends to lovers, angst!!!, but an equal amount of fluff, eventual smut (not sure yet), explicit language, reader has daddy issues lol, mentions of parental loss, alcohol consumption, age gap (Toji’s 35, reader’s 24), anxiety, depression, Megumi and Toji are a mess but reader is an angel, assassin!Toji, Nanami adopted Nobara, Yuji lives with his grandpa and older brother!Sukuna […]

a/n — this is officially my first series hehe. It’s more self indulgent and light as I plan on releasing something else soon :3 pls enjoy this series of domestic fluff <3

— Chapters —

- Prologue -

1 . Spare Tire

Disclaimer! - Art/dividers are not mine!

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Sunshine 𖤓 [Masterlist]

summary — « Toji Fushiguro is just trying to raise his 6 year old son, Megumi, whilst living the dangerous life he was born into the best he can. He hasn’t felt a single ray of sunlight illuminate his dark world ever since his first love died while giving birth to their son. Toji only realizes that he is surviving rather than living when Megumi begins to act out, making him question everything from the past few years. But just when he starts believing his life couldn’t get even more complicated, a woman he least expects walks into his life and finally lets the sun in. »

tags/warnings — dad!toji, baby!megumi, fem!reader, strangers to friends to lovers, angst!!!, but an equal amount of fluff, eventual smut (not sure yet), explicit language, reader has daddy issues lol, mentions of parental loss, alcohol consumption, age gap (Toji’s 35, reader’s 24), anxiety, depression, Megumi and Toji are a mess but reader is an angel, assassin!Toji, Nanami adopted Nobara, Yuji lives with his grandpa and older brother!Sukuna […]

a/n — this is officially my first series hehe. It’s more self indulgent and light as I plan on releasing something else soon :3 pls enjoy this series of domestic fluff <3

— Chapters —

- Prologue -

1 . Spare Tire

Disclaimer! - Art/dividers are not mine!

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Dating Gojo doodles

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Hammer

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Sukuna could’ve ripped his hair out and eaten it by now.

You had to be the most frustrating, insufferable woman he had ever met—and he had met plenty. Fiery, hot-headed, stubborn women who prided themselves on their independence, the ones who bit back, challenged him, and kept him on his toes. But you? Oh, you…

You made him want to throw himself off a cliff just to see if it would shake some sort of reaction out of you. He wanted to scream, to tear at his own hair, to throw the biggest tantrum known to mankind—just to get you to meet him halfway.

Sukuna wasn’t used to this.

You were a quiet storm, but not the kind that came with thunder and lightning—no, you were the kind that just sat there, heavy and suffocating, pressing down on everything until it cracked under the weight. And it pissed him off.

You never asked him for anything. Never demanded, never even hinted. You should. It was your damn right to take from him, to tell him what you wanted, to expect things from him. He was yours, wasn’t he? That’s what it meant, didn’t it? But you just… held it in. Every frustration, every tiny desire, every single thing that could’ve made you happy. He could see it in you, the way your fingers twitched when you hesitated to speak, the way you swallowed your words before they ever had the chance to breathe.

And the apologies—fuck, the apologies. You apologized for everything. Even for things that weren’t your fault. If he so much as looked irritated—at someone else, at a situation, at nothing—you’d immediately shrink, mumbling an "I'm sorry" like you were expecting him to lash out. It made his blood boil. Not at you, never at you, but at whatever had made you like this.

He wanted to see you be selfish. To be demanding. To take without guilt, to lean on him without hesitation. But that would mean changing you, wouldn’t it? Even if it was for the better, even if he knew you’d be happier if you just let yourself want things without tearing yourself apart over it.

But you already thought you weren’t good enough. If he said it out loud, if he pushed you, he knew you’d just break. And that? That was the last thing he wanted.

But patience had never been his strong suit.

It was driving him insane—watching you struggle, watching you fold in on yourself every time you so much as considered speaking up. He wasn’t a patient man, he wasn’t kind, and he sure as hell wasn’t soft, but with you… fuck, with you, he found himself wanting to be.

Even now, he could see it. The way your shoulders were drawn up tight, the way you bit your lip, nails pressing little half-moons into your palms. You wanted something—you needed something. And yet, you just stood there, as if the act of voicing it was worse than suffering in silence.

“Just say it,” he muttered, arms crossed, trying not to sound as frustrated as he felt.

Your head jerked up like a startled deer. “Say what?”

His jaw clenched. You knew what. You always knew. But you were too scared to say it.

“What you want.” His voice was softer this time, but no less firm. “Say it. Anything. I don’t care if it’s the last piece of food on my plate, I don’t care if you want me to burn the whole damn world down—just say it.”

Your breath hitched, eyes darting to the floor. “I—I don’t—”

“Bullshit.” He stepped closer, tilting his head to catch your gaze. “You do. You always do. But you’d rather bite your tongue until it bleeds than let yourself have something, wouldn’t you?”

The silence stretched between you, thick and heavy. You looked like you wanted to curl into yourself, to disappear. And yet… something flickered in your eyes. A sliver of something, so small he could barely catch it.

But it was there.

So he sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. “I want you to stop hating yourself long enough to realize you deserve things. That you don’t have to apologize for existing. That you can want shit and not feel like it’s a crime.”

Your fingers twitched.

“I want you to demand things from me. Yell at me. Be selfish. I want you to take from me. Because it’s yours to take.”

Your lip trembled. He saw your throat bob, your hands clench.

And then, in the quietest, most fragile voice he’d ever heard from you—

“…Can you hold me?”

Sukuna exhaled sharply. Not in frustration this time, but in something dangerously close to relief.

He didn’t hesitate.

His arms wrapped around you, pulling you close, holding you so tightly you had no choice but to feel it—to believe it. His warmth, his presence, him.

And for the first time, you didn’t apologize.

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this is from experience btw

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KENTO NANAMI AS A GIRL DAD ?! ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖࣪

𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚

GIRLDAD!Nanami is not a man who cries easily, but the moment the doctor places his newborn daughter in his arms? Oh. GIRLDAD!Nanami completely freezes. Just staring down at her tiny face, his breath catching in his throat when she wraps her tiny hand around his pinky GIRLDAD!Nanami who had spent months preparing for this moment, but now that she’s actually here? He is wrecked. GIRLDAD!Nanami who refuses to let ANYONE hold her unless they pass a whole background check.

Cooing? Baby talk? Making silly faces? If you told him that before he became a dad, he’d scoff. But now? This man will do anything to hear his sweet girl giggle. GIRLDAD!Nanami who'll gently rock his baby girl to sleep. She will NOT cry in his arms, like she completely trusts him. GIRLDAD!Nanami is the one who gets up at 3 AM to change diapers and feed her. He doesn’t even wake you up. He just silently takes care of it. GIRLDAD!Nanami who sings his sweet little girl in Danish. Sometimes hums soft lullabies while rubbing circles on her back.

GIRLDAD!Nanami carries her EVERYWHERE. Grocery store? Baby strapped to his chest. Walk in the park? Her tiny hands holding onto his shirt. GIRLDAD!Nanami who nearly cries the first time his sweet girl calls him "Dada". Tea parties? Tiny plastic tiaras? He participates with a straight face.

GIRLDAD!Nanami who refuses to say no to his baby girl. "Babe, she can’t have another cookie." "It’s just one more."

𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚

ignore these hehe :D