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𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒

he’s jealous, so jealous he needs to eat you like you’re dessert.

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a/n: sorry i disappeared honeys! i’ve literally had no motivation whatsoever and have been super busy but i promise i’ll come back slowly. please enjoy!! feel free to like and repost!!

“god, toru.” you whined under his scorching touch. he’s been at this for hours, laid flat on his stomach, feet dangling off the footboard of your shared luxury bed, folding you in half with his strong arms. he’s growling and whispering degrading words into your silky folds while you cry out for him to slow down. “s-slow! slow, baby.”

this all started because satoru took you out to a cute little bar he saw on suguru’s instagram story due to him having a gig with his band, he decided this is the perfect place to bring you for an intimate evening together.

satoru had excused himself to go to the bathroom, leaving with a kiss to your forehead. when he returned some asshole decided to buy you a drink, the nerve.

satoru walked over, dripping with the pure confidence he’s known for, wrapping a possessive hand around your waist and pulled you into a greedy kiss.

when satoru pulled away slightly, a provocative string of spit connected both of your mouths while you both breathe heavily. satoru looked at you with those eyes. the ones that say he’s going to eat you alive. you glances slightly over his broad shoulders to see if the man was still there but he just disappeared.

soon after he flagged the bartender down to pay the bill, quickly drove you both home while definitely going over the speed limit. satoru kept a hand on you the whole way home, a hand on your waist as you exited the bar, a hand on your thigh while he drove, carried you from the parking garage into the elevator to your million dollar penthouse, all the way to your bedroom which is located on the second floor.

he threw you onto the bed, immediately snatching your panties from your soaking pussy. he stuffed them in his pocket before crawling onto the bed, and folding your knees to your chest.

“you’re mine. mine, no one else’s.” he sternly said between breathless kisses against your inner thighs, his big hands digging into your soft flesh, making you whine with a weak attempt of pushing his grip on you away. “just let me- fuck, let me make you feel good, dove.”

after leaving a couple purple marks on your poor skin, he dives in straight away with absolutely no warning. satoru eats like a starved man, like you’re his last meal. slurping up every juice exiting your pretty core, whimpering at your angelic noises, and tirelessly sucking on your sensitive nerve.

“baby- oh fuck toru.” you tried to push him away, sobbing in pure overstimulation but he just dug his nose even deeper with a huge sniff into your pussy.

“my girl,” he praised, snowy eyelashes fluttering shut, soaking in this moment. “my sweet, sweet dumb girl.” satoru lands a firm slap to your ass, kneading the area to dampen the sting. you moaned out, lacing your manicured fingers through his soft skin white hair. “lettin’ other guys think they have a chance? am i not good enough for ya, dove?” he looked at you with those sweet puppy eyes, mischief highlighting his beautiful ocean eyes.

“toruuu,” you pulled his hair, tight, to try and shut him up but he just chuckled at your attempt. his lips wrapped around your clit as he moves his right hand to press his outrageously long fingers into your pathetic hole. “i’m yours. only yours.” you had given up on your grip on his hair to massaging his scalp lovingly.

satoru’s eyes watered. though he was jealous, for no apparent reason, he loves the intimacy that you always assure him with. he’s used to civilized conversations and the usual praise he receives but this, this is so different.

this is love.

this is what he wants his life to be like, forever.

he eases on his attack on your delicious cunt, looking at you with his jaw slightly slacked, eyes filled with affection. satoru rises slowly, taking your lips in his allowing you to taste yourself. after your tongues tangled and danced, he kissed down your body before returning to his sweet treat.

“fuckin’ minx. you know what you do to me.” he flashes his sharp canines before giving your folds little kitten licks. “i love you. i love you, dove” he chanted like a prayer, shaking his head side to side to dive you even more insane.

“l-love you so much, toru.” you moaned, further pressing your core into his mouth, knowingly. satoru knows you’re close, he knows the sounds coming out of your mouth mean that you’re not going to last, so naturally he folds you even more, wrapping his muscular arms around your thighs so you can’t run away.

“cum all over my face. c’mon dove, i know you can do it. my good girl.” his eyes sealed shut while you beg him to continue. he devours you whole, he knows your body like it’s his own. “go ahead, make a mess on me.”

your whole body shakes, everything feeling so intense. every muscle tenses then releases with a loud cry before you drench satoru’s face. your vision blurs before clearing to see your boyfriend’s blissed out face, dripping in your essence. his breathless, drunk on you. he climbs up, pressing his body onto yours, kissing your jawline while sending praises into your ears.

“wanna see how many times you can squirt on my cock?” satoru said, a slight rasp in his voice when he pushed his pants down after stripping off his wrinkled button up, a feline smile plastered on his pretty face. you whined in agreement but that wasn’t good enough for satoru. “use your words. i need to hear you say it, pretty girl.”

“please. please make me squirt. wanna make a mess, toru.” his gaze softened though nothing he was going to do to you was ‘soft’.

you’re in for it now.

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

❦ 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔, ❝ 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.❞

i’d rather be kissing your waist

take a bite

gojo satoru is the typa boyfriend to…

satoru gojo boyfriend board

❦ 𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍, ❝𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝! ❞

vids they keep

aspects of sex PART 2

❦ 𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

pretty when you cry

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✮ gojo satoru, the strongest, is the type of boyfriend to buy you the victoria’s secret pajama set you’ve been wanting for a while, he saw how cute you looked in it so of course he had to buy himself a matching set so you can twin and look cute together.

✮ gojo satoru, the strongest, is the type of boyfriend to take you out for dinner, wanting you to dress to fucking impress. don’t worry about being hit on, he’ll kiss, grope and straight up humiliate anyone who doesn’t respect your relationship.

✮ gojo satoru, the strongest, is the type of boyfriend to buy you a beautiful bouquet of flowers, forgets to give them to you whenever he sees you next so they wilt and go brown. of course he’ll still give them to you along with 5 huge bouquets to make up for it.

✮ gojo satoru, the strongest, is the type of boyfriend to make himself cry if you’re crying for any reason just so you don’t feel alone or ugly but it just ends in him, laid in your lap sobbing like a baby.

✮ gojo satoru, the strongest, is the type of boyfriend to spend thousands of dollars on you for absolutely no reason but legitimately refuses to pay a delivery fee when he’s craving mochi and doesn’t want to leave.

✮ gojo satoru, the strongest, is the type of boyfriend to make you a build-a-bear but he’ll grow too attached to it so he’ll keep it and introduce him as your “son” with a whiny pout.

✮ gojo satoru, the strongest, is the type of boyfriend to try and make you breakfast in bed but he in no way is a chef so he toasts a good, thick piece of fresh bread and slaps some jelly on it with a matcha he got delivered and calls it “his work”.

✮ gojo satoru, the strongest, is the type of boyfriend to take you on a fancy dinner date, dislike that complicated food so after paying the check and leaving a hefty tip, he drags you to the closest 7-11 to load up on junk food and convenience store food.

✮ gojo satoru, the strongest, is the type of boyfriend to fuck you like an animal in heat because he didn’t like the way a random guy at suguru’s house party looked at you while you grind all over satoru’s lap on the dance floor.

✮ gojo satoru, the strongest, is the type of boyfriend to make the guy who looked at his girl lay against the headboard, tied up and totally helpless while satoru fucked you in the meanest mating press you’ve ever been put in.

✮ gojo satoru, the strongest, is the type of boyfriend to leave the poor guy tied up, naked and harder than rock after making you come all over.

✮ gojo satoru, the strongest, is the type of boyfriend to whisper in the man’s ear, “look at her again and i’ll make sure you know why i’m the strongest.” with the most wicked smirk on his face when he wraps you up in his jacket that’s three times the size of your small figure.

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he’s so big..

get the strap.

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𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 .ᐟ

only want to fix it with a kiss on the lips, but i think i might.. 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞.

resisting your boyfriend’s blood cravings is so incredibly difficult at times especially when he looks at you with those sweet puppy eyes.

“p-please.. need you now, dove..” satoru whined into your neck, breathing in your lush scent of honey and the sweet blood running through your veins. he could almost hear the blood that flooded through your body and it made his skin crawl in desperation. “jus’ a little taste.. c’mon dove, ‘m stravin’.” he’s almost like a whining puppy begging for attention and who can resist a sweet, little puppy? that’s how you ended up here, under him, mewling like a little temptress.

“f-fuck.. keep squeezin’ me like that. y’er driving me nuts.” he groaned, his hot breath warming the crook of your neck. he inhaled deeply, his ears picking up on your blood running faster and faster as he thrusts become more and more erratic. “my perfect girl. g’nna let me have a taste? you smell so sweet.” he nearly sobbed at the throb of your pretty cunny. to entice you he lovingly nudged the sensitive spot on your neck with his nose, his mouth was drooling and his sharp canine gently dragged across your flesh.

“j-just.. be gentle?” you mewled as his thrusts slowed when he heard your permission to finally sink his fangs into your veins. his cock twitching at the simple thought of tasting your blood. “a-ah! ‘toru, feels ‘s good.” you cried, his hands gripping your waist possessively as he sucks at your neck desperately, your delicious blood sliding down his throat. he can feel his heartbeat speed as your taste spreads through his body, boosting his energy, thrusts becoming more purposeful, harder, more intimate. his pale skin started to glow, his eyes grew darker and his cheeks stained a pretty pale pink.

“never tasted blood so sweet, dove. got me addicted to ‘ya princess. g’nna let me taste you whenever i need?” his fangs departed from your neck, leaving a gorgeous purple and maroon mark. “fuck ‘ya look so good covered in my marks, dove.” he moaned like a slut gazing down at your bruised neck. his then hard, assertive movements became loving and gentle.

“‘toru, baby.. ‘m gonna— gotta..” you tried to formulate a coherent sentence but your brain just wouldn’t work alongside your mouth. “please… baby—” you begged and you were certain that he knew what you meant he just needed to hear you say what he wanted to hear.

his member started to ache with release as well, he never liked coming before you. “what is it my love? use your words.” he teased though his voice wavered as he spoke due to the painful clench in his lower abdomen. his body weight is fully laid onto you, his face obviously, in your neck. his pubic bone rubbing your clit simultaneously with his slow, sweet thrusts making your mind run laps around your head.

“wanna— needa cum ‘toru.” you whimpered, you felt his toned abs brushing against the soft skin of your stomach. he always thought you looked so pretty like this, flushed, makeup messy and your pupils giant hearts when you looked at him. satoru goes dumb with your pussy, he rambles little words. his mind is basically on autopilot, saying everything and anything that comes to mind. “baby? will you.. come inside? please ‘toru, need it. need it so so so so bad.” you babbled like a babe who’s learning to speak.

his dick throbbed, twitched and became so sore that it was almost painful. “want my babies inside? aw, how can i say no when you ask so so nicely hm?” his voice dripping in need and his hips stuttering when he finally releases without warning. “you take me so well, my pretty dove. g’nna keep it all inside?”

“yes! yes, thank you! thank you ‘toru.” you gasped as his cock hammers against your cervix, hard, shooting his cum deep inside of your womb. he continues to plunge his member in and out of your tight muscle, pushing you to the edge of your orgasm.

“how’re you still so tight, huh? make a mess, dove.” he licked a stripe over the previous bite on your pretty neck. with the intoxicating squeeze of your cunt he feels you leak all over him, the mess spreading to his porcelain thighs. “ha.. so fucking good, y’er so fucking good to me. lemme clean you up.” his long, sharp canines flash in the dim candle lit room as his pulls out of you slowly, careful not to lose too much of the white cream from dripping out of your quivering hole. he kisses down your body, your lips, chest, waist, thighs, finally setting sight onto your dripping pussy.

he nips at your thigh, drawing the smallest amount of blood. you yelped cutely, covering your reddened face. you always got so embarrassed when he went down on you but he knew you loved it, so with his lips sucking dark hickeys on your inner thighs, sucking up all the succulent blood you produced he dove in nose deep into your soaking sex. licking, sucking, kissing and biting your perfect cunt, nudging your sensitive nerves with the tip of his nose making your hips jolt against his face, soaking his chin. it was so vulgar the way his spit and your juices dripped down his face onto the sheets below him. he always devoured you like he’d never eat again and it was always so incredible.

satoru would reassure you saying that his blood cravings will never overpower the need to just have you with him. even if you had no more blood to give, he’d find a way to survive without it but he didn’t think in his 1028 vampire years alive he would ever let a mere human control him the way you do. “can’t live without you, dove. taste so fuckin’ good.” your breath became caught in your throat when he pushes his long fingers into your weeping core, curling them into your sensitive spot. “cum for me dove, c’mon i can feel ‘ya squeezin’ me. know you wanna.” he gloated, he gorgeously smirked against your radiant skin.

satoru’s other hand pressed down on your womb, pushing your climax out of you. your back arched and you pressed your core onto his face, dripping your essence onto his tongue. he moaned at your taste, closing his eyes. his long lashes brushing his blushing cheeks, his strong arms wrapped around you when he rests his head onto your waist with a content sigh. “want me to rub your back? need anything? food? whatever you need, dove and it’s yours.” he always took care of you right after nearly destroying you.

“no ‘toru, just need you to stay with me.” you whispered, placing your hand in his snowy locks, pulling gently, rubbing his scalp. it felt so good he nearly got hard again but he knows his stamina outlasts yours by decades. “i love you ‘s much satoru.” you lovingly purred, nails scratching down his neck, his fingers held each side of your waist.

he breathed small ‘i love you’s’ over and over again, leaving open mouth kisses below your belly button. sure, satoru has had lovers, many of them actually but never in his entire vampire life had he felt like this and he swears he’ll never let you go.

you’re his once in a lifetime, his one and only, his love. he’d turn you into a vampire just so you could spend eternity together or he’d plunge himself in the heart when you did eventually pass, all he knows is that he couldn’t go on in life if you weren’t by his blood-sucking side.

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ASPECTS OF SEX PART 2 ✮

GETO SUGURU + INO TAKUMA + MEGUMI FUSHIGURO + YUJI ITADORI + YUUTA OKKOTSU ♡ all aged up!!

sex life with the jjk men + links

part one (satoru gojo, kento nanami, toji fushiguro & choso kamo)

𐙚 SUGURU GETO, what that throat do

how he moans - deep, hoarse moans, candied words escaping his throat making your head fuzzy. he could be in your ear telling you how much of a slut you are, how filthy your pussy is but he loves telling you how good you are to him, how sweet you are etc..

how he does foreplay - oh my god he loves this. you both laid naked in your shared bed, you pressing against his side, hand soft and tight held around his long cock and your mouth attached to his nipple. he knows you’ll always take care of him.

how he fucks you - he’s aggressive but loving. firm but sweet. he’s gentle but assertive over you. he loves to kiss, choke and slap you but know after he will take care of you like a princess.

𐙚 INO TAKUMA, shiesty bae

how he moans - he tries to be quiet. once nanami said something along the lines of “the loudest people are always compensating for something that they lack.” and ever since then he’s tried to tone himself down and that includes in bed. he tries his absolute hardest to stay silent but god you’re just so good he couldn’t keep quiet.

how he does foreplay - ino seems like the type who wants to see who folds first. he absolutely loses his mind everytime he even imagines you playing with yourself but when you’re both touching yourselves, he can’t help but need to touch you.

how he fucks you - slow, sensual and fucking hot. he loves to spank your fatty ass and push his shaft in and out at a menacing pace. burning your beautiful moans into his brain.

𐙚 MEGUMI FUSHIGURO, 10 shadows? 10 positions

how he moans - sweet, baby moans. that’s all.

how he does foreplay - fuck he loves this. your tongue covering his pretty dick, your hair tickling his thighs and your eyes on his. it makes his mind run laps, it drives him insane to your your mouth on his cock.

how he fucks you - he loves having you on top, nothing makes him more flustered than having your bouncing tits in your face, your breath tickling the shell of his ear and you writhing because of him. he’s a sweet lover, holding you so tenderly, like he’s shielding you from the world. he’ll show you he needs you as much as you need him, he just wants you to feel so so good.

𐙚 YUJI ITADORI, kirby baby

how he moans - poor whiny baby. i know he’s a shameless whimpering sweetheart. he loves to be in your ear with hushed pleas or loud and clear with deafening groans and whimpers.

how he does foreplay - no doubt yuji is an ass man, but if you were to ask him “ass or pussy” he wouldn’t think twice before ripping your pants off and making you come over and over just with his mouth.

how he fucks you - he fucking adores your body, especially when you squirt. he couldn’t care much about the position, where you are, what time it is and if you have something going on all he wants is for you to squirt. his strong thrusts making it hard to control you own body while riding this ecstasy. he wants you to feel good, that’s all he wants

𐙚 YUUTA OKKOTSU, cursed sexy one

how he moans - SENSITIVE babe, cries, moans, begs and pleads with you. he feels good, he feels amazing and holy shit he never wants you to stop.

how he does foreplay - his dream is you, his cock and several orgasms. he loves your tits so when your perfect hands are rubbing his cock and your bring your chest down to as well rub on his tip he fucking loses it. moaning, shifting and crying like a baby.

how he fucks you - HIS FAVORITE. he loves reverse cowgirl, he thinks your back is perfect, your ass is beautiful and you’re just so beyond amazing. he loves running his hands up and down the canyon of your spine, rubbing shapes into you r shoulders to soothe you while you make love to him.

please please please let me know what your thoughts are on this or anything on my page.

any and all feedback is so so so appreciated. i hope you all are having an amazing start to summer, you are all amazing and so deeply loved and cared for always remember that 🩷

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ASPECTS OF SEX ✮

SATORU GOJO + KENTO NANAMI + TOJI FUSHIGURO + CHOSO KAMO ♡

sex life with the jjk men + links

this idea came into my head and i couldn’t resist

my dead dilfs <3 i love them more than anything. let’s pretend the recent leaks didn’t happen because i can’t handle thinking about them.

𐙚 SATORU GOJO, the strongest and sexiest

how he moans - i think it’s unspoken but agreed upon that satoru is a whiner, a moaner, a VOCALIST. he starts off with deeps groans, grunts but as time passes, he gets more inpatient, more whiney, more desperate.

how he does foreplay - he’s an EATER. for sure. no doubt in my mind. he seems like the type who’d come home from a long exhausting day and just eat you ferociously. he’s obsessed with the way you taste. not just your pussy, but your skin, your lips, your tongue. of course like any man he loves a blowjob but if he had to choose between eating you out or getting blown, he wouldn’t hesitate to pick going down on you.

how he fucks you - fanon gojo is WRONG, he’s not a sex addict. considering his infinity and his trauma from the hidden inventory arc and just aspects of his life in general. he definitely is the type to keep touch sacred so why would he just go around fucking people… right. he wouldn’t. he won’t have sex unless he can look at you, it’s more intimate. you’re special, why wouldn’t he want to look at you.

𐙚 KENTO NANAMI, 7-3 more like 24/7

how he moans - DEEP grunts. deep breaths. small whispers. that’s all. and it’s all hot.

how he does foreplay - he likes to spank. FOR SURE. he’s a sweet lover but he loves the idea of you getting soaked from the sting of his palm and long fingers on your ass. just know after he’ll rub them, kiss them and leave hickeys on them.

how he fucks you - hard but LOVING. he loves missionary, he’ll spice it up though. choking you, tying you up, pinning your hands above your head, lifting your hips off the bed etc. his pace is slow but hard. assertive but gentle.

CHOSO KAMO, death painting womb i’d like to fuck

how he moans - i think regardless of if he’s in control or not he has the WHINIEST moans ever. whimper audio? you got it. he is shamelessly a whimpering god. when he’s on top he’s in your ear practically sobbing and when you’re on top his head is lazily held up while he writhes beneath you. big sweet baby ^o^

how he does foreplay - he loves tits, he loves all of you but he fucking LOVES your tits. sucking on them, kneading them, fucking them. anything to do with your tits gets him hard and sometimes he can’t help but slide a hand down to relieve himself.

how he fucks you - fanon choso is also wrong in MY opinion. let me explain. he has never TRULY lived, so how could he be this subby puppy baby when he hasn’t tried anything like be for real. he likes to be in charge most of the time, but he’ll let you take control. he likes to have you in different positions just to experiment with different things, but he knows he likes to see your face when having sex.

TOJI FUSHIGURO, sorcerer killer? nah. feminist killer

how he moans - i don’t think toji is a big moaner, but more of a dirty talker. BUT if he did moan once in a blue moon, i picture it like this.

how he does foreplay - now this man likes a blowjob, but again i don’t think he’d shove his cock down your throat until you’re gagging uncontrollably and crying. he likes you to take your time while sometimes grabbing your hair and gently guiding your head lower onto his shaft.

how he fucks you - he likes rough but PLEASURABLE sex, folding you in half and fucking you hard. same with gojo, he’s not going around fucking women, maybe as a teen but for sure not after the passing of his wife. he values his time so he’ll take his time with you, prepping you, fucking you and aftercare.

sorry i’m not a huge fan of fanon characterizations of gojo, choso and toji, sue me. i just think knowing their stories, a lot of things that are “canon” to the jjk fandom are just abundantly wrong and it grinds my gears like no other.

pls don’t hurt me it’s my opinion D:

god forbid someone has an opinion.

feed back is VERY appreciated and if y’all have any ideas or suggestions please feel free to let me know

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i actually can’t with the people who mischaracterize gojo. you have to understand that since the day he was born he was targeted, put on a pedestal of a god and treated as a weapon. he was never seen for satoru gojo, he was always known as satoru gojo the strongest.

a lot of people don’t understand why gojo was so broken by geto leaving, it’s because geto was the first person to see gojo for more than his abilities, more than his power. geto saw gojo for who he is not what he is, and while shoko was their best friend too, she didn’t fully understand how hard things were for gojo that’s why geto is gojo’s “one and only.” gojo never forgot about shoko or left her out he just greatly valued suguru so much that when he defected it tore him apart.

“are you the strongest because you’re satoru gojo or are you satoru gojo because you’re the strongest?” is a line that i find to be massively misunderstood, to me this line means that geto sees gojo blurring the lines between gojo knowing he is the strongest but at the cost of his humanity also how satoru was never mentioned without “he’s the strongest,” satoru for his entire life was never separated from his own human self and his unique abilities but geto saw him and thats what made their friendship so so so insanely important to gojo.

gojo also deeply cares about his students. i don’t know how some people don’t see that, it’s very clear. gojo sees himself in yuji and geto in megumi, so he tries his best for them to become friends so that they can go through all of this together, like geto and gojo. he cares about yuuta dearly, he knows that yuuta is strong, he knows that yuuta has been through some shit at a very young age and he harnesses that to make his students strong while also letting them remain children and somewhat enjoy their peculiar life.

his relationship with megumi is so special to me, as well as with his other students but his and megumi’s bond is so so much more than just “father son.” gojo took in the child of a killer who tried to kill geto and himself, but he still loves megumi and gives him opportunities to be like him. gojo loved a child of the man who ruined his life without holding it against megumi. gojo made sure megumi made a friend because he knows how hard it is to stand alone. though megumi has only flat out said that gojo is his benefactor, his reaction to when gojo get sealed in shibuya makes me so sad. gojo is megumi’s savior, no matter what situation they both are in right now in the manga.

in jjk0 gojo killed geto with his own 2 hands. how do you think that felt, but right after he was smiling, making fun of the whole situation and trying to cheer everyone up even though in his mind, that moment was when he became inhuman, a monster. in that brief moment when geto told gojo not to curse him, gojo stood still although his 6 eyes process information quickly. he stood, staring at geto. he took a moment with his best friend and just thought before acting, which is something i don’t think he has the luxury of doing, but in that moment he just stopped.

gojo constantly puts everyone before himself. he conceals his emotions from everyone whether they see through this facade or not. his techniques makes his emotions amplify much more than the normal human. when he saw geto in shibuya, again like in jjk0 he just paused. only for an instant but when his memories flood his mind that all happened in the matter of seconds. in this moment and the one in jjk0 is the one time he truly thought about himself in a somewhat selfish way, but it’s fully justified.

i cannot stress this one enough. he is not a sex addict, he is not a cheater. while i do love some smut and angst this is not canon gojo. to me, gojo is horrified of being intimate. he’s terrified of touching people, his infinity is on constantly and he strays away from many settings where he could get close to someone or even intimacy. gojo has never known how to receive love, besides with geto whether it was platonic or romantic love, it was still a sacred thing to satoru. i think satoru has had the mindset that since he’s the strongest he can’t be anything but that, so how could he be a good lover? from everything we’ve seen of gojo, he is probably one of the most selfless in the entire manga/show. while he does seem self absorbed, cocky and arrogant, how could you not be just a little? he is the strongest. but deep down he’s never felt comfort, love and tranquility. he’s never been held while he was falling apart, he kept himself together for the sake of his students and the world.

in the most recent chapter, gojo agreed to let his body to be used after he passed because he knew that if he were to die, he needed to still protect them somehow. he put their needs above his own life and people still call him selfish.

love him or hate him, he’d still put his life on the line for everyone.

satoru gojo the man you are.

everyone meet gojo "if i cannot be wanted i will be needed and if i cannot be needed let me be used until there's nothing left of me" satoru

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VIDS THEY KEEP ♡ TWT P*RN

𐙚 jjk men (aged up) MINORS PLEASE DONT INTERACT

SATORU GOJO

touching him thru his shorts

long over due

SUGURU GETO

#1 eater

he loves to make you arch

KENTO NANAMI

tying him up n touching him

sweet pussy

TOJI FUSHIGURO

god you’re so big

choke me

YUUJI ITADORI

sweet sex with him

he loves when your ass jiggles

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

gentle kisses, loving sex

all day everyday 24 hours

INO TAKUMA

69 is the only dinner for two

sucking your tits while you ride him

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𐙚 I’D RATHER BE KISSING YOUR WAIST

❝ move slow, i don’t wanna get in your way. well the words in your mouth sound cool but i’d rather be kissin’ your waist ❞ keep it up - chase atlantic

♡ gojo satoru is the strongest, but that didn’t leave him without his scars. internal and external. the biggest scar making him shy away, but that didn’t stop you from loving it.

content: talk of scars, self doubt, negative thoughts, sad baby satoru, slight angst, tooth rotting sweetness

heavily inspired by @colonelarr0w, “tracing satoru’s scar”. go check out their works!! they’re amazing, so go support!!

it’s ugly, satoru thinks it’s the most hideous thing on his body. the gross texture, weird color and the memories behind it. the scar circling his waist makes him sick to look at. everyone knows how confident satoru is, well how could he not be? he’s the strongest after all, but even the strongest has his moments of weakness and the scar is just a permanent reminder of just that. he resents himself for it though he’s only human.

“what’re you doin’ there sweet girl?” his voice is raspy and deep from fatigue, a long day of teaching at jujutsu tech will do it to you but he always looks forward to this time of day. when he can lay in bed with you, cuddled into your warmth, his hand caressing the small of your back lovingly. your hand drifting down his torso above his black t-shirt. he didn’t usually wear t-shirts to bed but after the fight he could barely look at his own body without being ashamed so naturally he hid is body not only from himself but from you too. he knew you wouldn’t be disgusted by something so trivial but he couldn’t heal the insecurity that leaked into his brain.

“nothin’ ‘ru just wanna love you.” you whispered, your head resting on his toned chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. your fingers slowly moving to the hem on his shirt. you didn’t miss the way his stomach clenched when your warm hand drifted under his shirt. “you’re so handsome.”

“baby, wait.” satoru almost whines as your fingers feather over the ragged skin. his other hand softly holding your much smaller wrist. you heard the way his heartbeat sped up, the way his breathing became uneven.

“satoru, love.” you sat up, your eyes connecting with his. you hated seeing him so broken over something so small, something that you didn’t care about. nothing about the scar that decorated his beautiful pale skin deterred you away from him whatsoever, he’s your satoru.

“please.” he didn’t know what he meant by that but his eyebrows furrowed together, crystal eyes filling with tears. “it’s not pretty. it’s ugly.” he quietly admits, hand still wrapped around your wrist while the other still sits at the small of your back, thumb caressing you so tenderly. it upset you he thought about himself like that, it crushed your heart. he couldn’t help the fact that the wound scarred and it wasn’t his fault that it made him self conscious but you wanted to show him that it, of course, could never change how you felt about him.

you move to sit on his lap, his hands going limp and laying flat on the plush covers before they find your waist, squeezing your sides affectionately. looking at him for silent permission to push up his shirt slightly, he only looks at you like a kicked puppy before giving you a tense nod. you slowly push up his shirt, just blow his chest. his torso as gorgeous as always, fair skin strong and smooth. he was beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful. he took your breath away everytime, before and after the wound. you rest your hands onto the scar, thumbs softly rubbing the rough skin. his breath shook, he closed his eyes to prevent tears cascading down his blushed cheeks.

“you’re so handsome satoru.” your voice soft, melting over him like honey. he could just sob, he was barely keeping it together when he felt your warm breath fan over the wounded skin. “my pretty boy. so beautiful.” you place soft kisses, all over. his hands shook on your sides as his fingers tighten attempting to dampen his nerves. his words were stuck in his throat, he could barely formulate a sentence in his head because what could he say. open mouthed kisses making his stomach warm and tickle slightly, making his head spin.

“fuck, sweet girl. i love you. love you ‘s much.” his words wavered as he spoke, his mind nearly blank. kissing up from his waist, to right below his chest he sits up, wrapping both of his arms around your waist. he looks at you so sweetly, almost defeated. his arms retracting from around you to the neckline of his black shirt, slowly taking it off and discarding it to the side and looking over your face again. he knew that he couldn’t fully look at his scar and not feel badly but he could learn to like it, just because you did.

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❦ satoru gojo, hey daddy!

art: @_3aem on x and insta other photos from pinterest

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pretty when you cry

live laugh lana del rey.

*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ

all the pretty stars shine for you my love, am i that girl, that you dream of?

he’s dreamed of this, you above him, sitting on his long, hard cock. warm walls suffocating him, making him dizzy, his vision blurring.

“too big, ‘s too much.” you’re whining, shifting your position in his lap to adjust to his large length. he’s mesmerized by you. not just the way you take him, but by the way you praise him, the way you hold him, the way you kiss him and just the way you look at him. it has him in a chokehold. that being said when you’re riding him you have no ounce of control. he’ll guide your hips, bouncing you up and down, thrusting when he grows inpatient, anything.

“just a little more.” he rasps, lifting his hips, pushing himself in further, feet pushed into the plush mattress. “my good fucking girl, you’re so good to me.” he laughs when you whimper, the head of his cock brushing your spot making you rock your hips desperately attempting to cause some friction. “ah ah ah. gotta be patient pretty.” he grasps your hips tightly, the pressure making you let out a sob.

“i wanna- just.. please.” you said exasperated, fed up with his teasing. his hold on your hips becoming softer, his thumbs massaging your hips. his eyes admiring your body. marks covering your skin, red flush to your cheeks, lashes damp.

“please what, my angel?” he says teasingly, hand sliding down, finding your clit. it’s soaked in your arousal, smiling like a jackass when you gasp out another strangled sob when he pinches it, hard. “aw you’re so cute. so needy.” you open your mouth to respond then you make eye contact with him when he brings his fingers, still drenched in your juices, into his mouth. his eyes rolling to the back of his head at your taste, cock twitching and throbbing inside of you. “use your words.” he muses before spitting on his fingers and bringing them back down to your clit, rubbing roughly making your back arch, hips buck and moans falling from your lips.

“please-” you sigh as he slows his pace on your already sore spot. “please take care of me.” he smiles, sharp canines on display.

“all you had to do was ask pretty.” with no warning he retracts his fingers and grips both your thighs holding you down on him, thrusting his hips up with an excruciatingly fast pace. “such a pretty pussy on my pretty little bunny.” he groans, head falling back onto the pillow, continuing the fast pace he’s set. you moan nails scratching down chest to his abs making him spiral. “god you were made for me.” he says almost tearfully, you couldn’t really tell due to the sound of skin slapping skin, heavy breaths, small words and wet squelching.

because i’m pretty when i cry i’m pretty when i cry

he’s not one to cry, even during a sad moment, he keeps his tears in until he’s alone. no one can see him vulnerable, ever. he’s also never been one to cry during sex, usually, he’s the one making his partner cry. although, since being with you, crying while being inside of you has become a repeated occurrence. the first time you had sex with him, he started to sob as he pounded into you nearing his climax. after reaching his peak and cleaning up he laid in bed while you showered, he cringed at the thought of him crying while being inside of a women.

‘you’re such a baby.’ he thinks, when he is snapped back to reality by the spot beside him sinking down meaning you were next to him. “was i too rough with you?” he rolls onto his side to face you, looking into your eyes before they fall to your swollen pink lips.

“no, you were perfect.” you smile tiredly at him, scooting closer to him, cuddling into his warmth.

he never was one for post-sex cuddling, but there was something different about this. it was comfortable, it was soothing, he wanted it.

“it was sweet.” you said, when he moved a piece of hair from your eyes.

“what was sweet?” he asked warily, hoping you wouldn’t bring up his crying. despite his hope you did. “how is that sweet? it’s pathetic.” he whines moving to lay on his back, hands hiding his face, embarrassment coursing through his body.

“i just, i don’t know. i’m glad i made you feel good.” you said nervously, positioning yourself stomach down, head on his chest looking at his hidden face. “don’t be embarrassed, it was cute.”

“cute? that was cute to you?” he said sounding agitated and now even more embarrassed. being described as ‘cute’ is worse than telling him he’s weak. he doesn’t want to be cute.

“i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to offend you.” you said now extremely nervous that you’d upset him, that any progress you’ve made with him now doesn’t matter. leaving your spot on his chest to now your back facing away from him, curled into yourself. trying to give him space so that he doesn’t feel more embarrassed with himself and annoyed with you.

he notices your change in behavior, now more aware that he had made you self-conscious. while he was embarrassed the last thing he’d want is to make you upset. you’ve only been dating for around 5 months but he’s sure that you’ll be his for the rest of eternity. “come here.” he said quietly, wrapping his arms around your waist, his strong arms lifting you effortlessly so you’re laying practically on top of him. he’s thought about it for the past few weeks.

‘what’s so different about you?’ it’s that when you’re together any moment spent together, you could be having a natural conversation but even if it’s completely silent, it’s comfortable. you guys don’t have to talk when you’re together. you know how to be together and just enjoy it without talking or touching. he allows himself to be vulnerable around you. he cries while fucking you and it’s so pretty.

i’m stronger than all my men, except for you

while he nears his high, his thrust become animalistic, his moans become louder and whinier, sobs and pleasure making him shake, body covered in sweat, fat tears falling down his face making his skin shine. he’s so pretty like this. “i’m close, i’m so close.” he cries, his cock throbbing almost painfully waiting for your permission to release. “please,” more cries falling from his pretty lips. “please let me-” he moans loudly, back arching, hips harshly thrusting into your heat. “i’m gonna-” a loud sob escapes his throat as he pushes the head of his cock as deep as he’s able to, his big hands gripping your thighs pushing them down onto the sides of his pelvis while he shoots his cum deep onto your warm walls.

you collapse onto his chest, his length still buried deep inside. his hands still gripping your thighs, chest rising and falling, sweat making your skin stick together. you lift your head looking at his red fucked-out face. you kiss his tear streaked cheeks, before lifting off of him. his and your own release dripping out of your hole, he watches the liquid fall onto the sheets as you struggle to move off of him.

“i love you.” he laughs at the irony. he never believed he’d fall in love, but when he looks at you he knows that this is what love should feel like.

“i love you so much.” you respond, before continuing with a small tease, “you’re pretty when you cry.” he shoots you a dirty look but nonetheless chuckles.

i’ll wait for you, babe it’s all i do, babe

satoru gojo, jean kirstein, tengen uzui, choso, oikawa tooru, ken kaneki, osamu miya and any of your favs of course <33