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I’M SAT

art by: nyakkari

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fuck casual friendships. our souls are intertwined. loving you is woven into the fabric of my life

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nanami kento // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works

i'll pretend you'll stay forever

blind date

it's always six o'clock somewhere

math help

oneirodynia

desperation

my valentine

after last night

photo albums

the curse of optimism

cloud 9

sweeter

appreciation

romantic dreams

inevitability

afternoon naps

this charming man

piece of cake

and they were roommates!

drinks with a friend

chocolate chip pancakes

return the favour

us together for a while

what about me and you

exactly my type

during work hours

when you say my name, nothing's changed

it's the thought that counts

cause my love is mine, all mine

naturally

erosion

steadfast lover

between friends

family ties

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i have so many hobbies and interests but each day the four horsemen (instant gratification, shortened attention span, procrastination, exhaustion) grab me by the throat and shake me until i collapse in my comfy bed

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best friend! sukuna who uses you as stress relief on a particularly bad day for him ⁀ ❣︎

˚ʚ minors, ageless and blank blogs dni! ɞ˚

cw: p in v, unprotected sex (pls wrap before you tap), spanking, dirty talk, pet names used, degradation, overstimulation, corruption kink

an: the best friend! sukuna brainrot is here to stay huhu / part 3 of this!

sukuna swore to himself that the world was somehow against him today. because everything that could have gone wrong went wrong.

gets out of his apartment block? rain. gets into the gym? someone drops a dumbbell onto his foot. gets out of the gym? not only is it still raining, but he steps in gum. on the walk back to his apartment? cab runs through a massive puddle of water and completely drenches him head to toe. and then the packages he was waiting on for his job - new tattoo guns and inks - stolen!

the pink-haired man scowls when he watches the playback of his doorbell on his phone, a hooded man stealing the boxes from the front porch because the delivery man wasn't bothered enough to leave them in the apartment's designated mailroom.

so what does any sane man do? any sane man decides he needs a win. he really needs a fucking win. and the only thing he knew he could definitely get right was getting his best friend off.

and that's why he finds himself here in your bedroom, absolutely pounding you into your mattress.

"just fucking take it f'me, yeah?" he grits, sweat dripping down the sides of his face as he has you pinned in a mating press. the back of your thighs are sticky against his body, ankles high in the air as your gummy walls clench around him tightly like an iron vice.

"k-kuna– what's gotten into y-you?" you manage to stutter out, eyes rolled back into the back of your brain as his heavy cockhead drags through all the sweet spots within your sopping cunt, that killer lean in his dick stretching you out even more so.

his dark red eyes are honed in on your lewd expression, etching how the middle of your forehead is furrowed with pleasure, how glassy your eyes are, how your kiss-bitten lips are parted.

the room is heady with the scent of sex, and yet the only thing you can smell is your best friend.

"shit day," he growls out as he leans down to suck your tit into his mouth, tongue hotly swirling around that hardened nub before he bites into it which drags out a glacéd squeak from your throat. "needed somethin' to fuck. and who better to fuck than my cocksleeve of a best-friend?"

if it was any other time, you would have probably slapped that term out of his mouth. but instead, your body seizes tightly around him, sucking him into your warm, velvet walls even more.

"oh, she liked that, huh?" sukuna grins sadistically as his hand travels down to swirl tight circles on your aching clit, enjoying the tacky feeling under the calloused pad of his fingers. "slutty pussy enjoys being talked down to?"

your head bobbles in a nod as you rake your nails down his back, battle scars that he'll wear proudly. his tattooed body cages you into your mattress as he uses his legs to leverage himself into your sex even more, pounding and pounding, working out all of the stress.

might as well have skipped the gym with the workout he's getting out of this.

"sukuna-a," you squeak out, tongue lolling out when that tight knot at the base of your spine coils, toes curling as you dig your ankles into the plane of his broad back. "m-more, please–"

"more, she says," your best friend simpers, a salacious smirk playing on his lips as he mocks your whimpering, breathy tone as he lands a spank on your clit, the sharp zing of pain mixing in with the pleasure like a symphonic harmony. "as if you can take anymore."

"i-i can!" you immediately moan back when his hand soothes the spank, drawing messy circles on your clit as his balls thwack almost pornographically against the globes of your ass, heavy and ready to breed you. "kuna– i can–"

"you asked for it."

before you even know it, he's flipped you over on your bed, face smushed into the mattress, large hand gripping the back of your head as he forces you into a salacious arch.

"fuck back onto me, slut," he grits out as he leans over your entire body, tongue dragging against the nape of your neck, tasting the saltiness of your skin. "you wanted more so you better work for it."

a muffled whine of agreement slips out from your slobbering mouth as you bite into your pillow. you buck your hips back against him, a rhythm so nasty that it brings out a completely new sensation for you.

"my little cum dumpster is such a submissive bitch when she's fucked good, huh?" he ridicules, lips hotly brushing along the shell of your ear. with your ass up, his hefty sack slaps against your quivering bundle of nerves which lights your body up white-hot behind your eyelids.

your body slumps completely when your orgasm crashes down on you, that gush of liquid forming a pretty ring around his throbbing length. your head is lolled to the side, gaze unfocused with pearly tears leaking out of the corners of your eyes, expression so clearly fucked out for his viewing pleasure.

but your best friend was nowhere near done with you. you had asked for more, didn't you? and what kind of friend would he be if he didn't give you what you wanted?

"ah, ah, ah," he tuts as he lands a spank on your ass which drags out a cracked moan from your lips, nerves firing like a live wire. "i thought you said you wanted more? so you better put your words where your pussy is, girl."

his strong arm wraps around your waist as he basically lifts you up and ruts into you like you're a ragdoll, using your body as a human cocksleeve.

"s'too much, ryo!" you mewl out as you try to claw away from him, nails frantically gripping at your sheets from overstimulation. your mind is a mess, body battling between fight or flight, wanting to both buck back against him, addicted to that feeling of being stuffed to the brim, but also wanting to run from it.

"nah, i decide when too much is too much, got that?" sukuna chooses for you as his fingers tug on your hair, lifting your head just enough so that he sees your erotic expression.

his hips sharply buck into your soft and swollen sex as he uses you to his satisfaction, making sure that your body is used to this kind of treatment, only for him and from him. sukuna's tip bullies against your g-spot repeatedly, rhythm violent, skin on skin, slippery when wet.

"hear that, slut?" sukuna grins against your heated and sweaty skin, the lewd sloshing of your cunt creating a soundtrack that makes you clench even more around him. "so much backtalk from your pussy."

"kunakunakuna– please–" you whine out when your orgasm rolls into another one from all the overwhelming pleasure, eyes rolling back into the back of your brain that you swear you pass out for a moment.

and with that candied cry, sukuna spills into you with a guttural groan as he sinks his teeth into your shoulder, tempo stuttering as you feel his hot semen spill fill you up, spurt after spurt, cock jerking as he empties his breeder balls.

but even then, sukuna was still hard as a rock in you which drags out a shiver from you, a nagging feeling in the back of your mind telling you that you probably weren't done just yet.

and true enough, you did know your best friend well enough.

"no tapping out yet, slut. we're working on that awful stamina of yours today."

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I'm once again thinking about Kento Nanami..

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men

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I wish i could be normal about affection but my love language is merging souls

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this genre of men

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✴ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐙𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌

๋࣭⭑ 𝐌𝐀𝐈 𝐌𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 : drops this on the dash and absolutely books it ₍₍ ᕕ(´◔⌓◔)ᕗ⁾⁾ will be making xavier & rafayel versions for this as well <333

"Are we both really here for a movie?"

"If you get handsy with me, I'll have to get a little rough with you."

"Don't test my patience. I will not hesitate to punish you however I see fit."

"Lay back and play with her for me, let me see her. That pretty little cunt, she missed me, didn't she?"

"Someone's a little eager. Slow down, baby. Slow down. I'm not going anywhere."

"Don't you dare look away. Look at me. There you go. So you can follow instructions."

"Be a good girl for me, won't you?"

"It's cute how desperate you are. Those little noises you make, is it to spur me on? You poor thing, too bad I'll be taking my time with you tonight."

"On the bed, legs spread. Now."

"Touch me there again and I'll tie your hands, do you understand me?"

"Give me those hips. Ride me, baby. There you go."

"Bad girls get punished. Say it with me. Bad... Girls... Uh huh."

"You're gonna fuck me. And I'm gonna fuck you like you're mine, understand?"

"You're far too loud for my liking. Open up that pretty mouth of yours, let's give you something to suck on."

"I quite like you like this. Spread out, trembling and whimpering for me, you're so sensitive, too. I wish I could keep you like this all the time."

"Oh? You want to take control? By all means, go ahead. But we both know you'll just end up begging before the night is through."

"Poor thing, need Daddy to fuck you properly, don't you?"

"Stay still. I want to keep this picture in my mind forever."

"Messy girl. Wouldn't want any of my cum escaping you, would we?"

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Men who work overtime, loves going to the bakery and is cold to everybody else but soft towards you is my type.

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i looooove characters who are sacrificial lamb coded. characters who have never lived for themselves. characters born to be a tool, a weapon, a sacrifice, all of the above. a character raised by the heroes to save the world, at any expense, even their own health, even their own life. a character raised by the villains to end the world, at any expense, even their own health, even their own life. characters who are denied personhood so they can be used as tools instead. characters who never even had a chance to be people because they were shaped into something else from the moment they were born. characters who were born to die.

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okay, but...simon coming home after working out, when he's on vacay. his muscles are bulging like crazy, flexing even when he walks

you would be dumbstruck when he would pull his tank top off, his body glistening with sweat, looking like a literal god. you would walk to him with absolutely no expression on your face, except your mouth dropped open.

he would raise his eyebrows, eyeing you while you made your way over to him, dropping to your knees in front of him.

he would stare at you, expecting something, and you would just say, "take me"

"but i'm sweaty-and i- smell"

"you're hot. and sexy. and you look like....i want to chew you up right now. so take me or i will take you"

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I like calm men. Men who don’t shout or break things when they’re mad. Men who tell you exactly how they feel. Men who communicate. Men who talk you in a gentle, low voice telling you what made them mad or what you did wrong, but never blame you and make you feel bad about it.