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『 𝑩𝑰𝑹𝑻𝑯𝑫𝑨𝒀 𝑺𝑬𝑿 ! 』

❥ a/n: this will only be available on TUMBLR. NOT AO3. and yes, this is the infamous birthday sex smut that you may have read on Play and heard about on tiktok. however this is not apart of the Play series anymore. DO NOT SHARE MY WORKS ON TIKTOK. also, if it’s ur birthday while reading this, happy birthday and i hope you enjoy 🥳

❥ wc: 3,524

❥ warnings:🚂, cuckolding, degrading, slapping, double penetration, size kink, choking, mind break, overstimulation

❥ pairings:nanami, toji, gojo, getou, choso x reader

❥ summary:you come downstairs to show nanami your lingerie gift, only to see four other men who planned a surprise “bday party” for you.

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Pairing: Gojo x Reader

Warnings: MINORS DNI 18+ NSFW, breeding kink, daddy kink, sex in public, jealous!Gojo, creampie, slight tw dubcon if you squint, spanking

A/N: Apparently whenever I think Gojo, I think sex in public. Something about that man just screams ‘exhibitionist’ to me? A big thank you to @bohica160​ for helping me with the editing and dialogue because I have never written breeding kink before and my brain was worryingly blank 😌

WC: 5.5K

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HI YOUR GOJO FIC ABSOLUTELY RUINED ME AND I AM DESPERATE FOR MORE. if i could get a fic where gojo gets jealous at attention (afab) reader is receiving and he ends up breeding her to show everyone that reader is his i would die of joy. breeding kink and dirty talk are my favorite kinks! (ps. do you have a kofi where i can send you a couple bucks as thanks for your work?)

There’s a stain all along the side of your shirt and pants. It’s not a small one either; it starts just above your chest and streaks all the way down your side to soak into the waistband of your bottoms. 

It also, unfortunately, is a strikingly similar shade to the half-empty cup that Gojo has in his hand as he trots after you, a smug little smile on his face as he hums some nonsensical tune under his breath and asks you why you’re walking so fast, as if he doesn’t have a clue. When you turn to glare at him he just peeks at you over his sunglasses and slurps, loud and long at his drink (some awful sugary confection you didn’t bother trying and certainly didn’t want to wear) until you whip your head back around.

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sensei

✯pairing: gojo satoru x fem! reader

✯summary: Gojo loves playing with his whiny baby.

✯wordcount: 1.5k+

✯warning: fem! reader, she/her pronouns, spitting, dacryphilia, slight dumbification, slight dubcon themes, sub/dom, subspace, dry humping, grinding, breeding, sensei kink!!! unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your willy), rough sex, humiliation, creampie, and degradation.

✯note: i literally woke up in a cold sweat and wrote this, it’s currently 5 am and i’m dying

✯taglist: @the-fandoms-georgie

“Hey, pretty girl.”

“Hi, baby. How was work?” you hummed, mindlessly pressing a kiss on his cheek. His lips turning into a pout due to your lack of attention on him. As soon as he got home, you would usually bombard him with hugs and kisses until one of you would take it even further. 

“It was good,” he took off his shirt, a common occurrence as he had repeatedly expressed that he felt more comfortable being shirtless. You being flustered by it was just a bonus. Gojo lived for your cute little face, the way you avoided his gaze made his blood rush south. Your soft eyes avoiding his well-sculpted body, the way you twiddled with your thumbs and stuttered as you tried to continue the conversation. You were a precious little thing.

He groaned lightly as he palmed his hardening cock through his sweats. 

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ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ

characters: gojo, nanami, toji, sukuna | daddies

warnings: i bet their desire to destroy your pussy? smut, daddy kink, breeding kink. squirt as a bonus for you <3 sukuna once called you slut.

butler's remark: hi, lord, i'm back with another smut hdc abt jjk. so, daddies are here, willing to destroy your pussy and mind, so why not get into it? [quite big, sorry]

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴊɪ:

ok, let's start with daddy toji. if you don't mind, i'll ask a question. do you want to spend a week or two in bed? cause, trust me, you won't be able to move your legs if you'll ask toji to do your request.

do you ask me for proofs or a story? i'm here to serve you, here you go.

you saw that prank somewhere on tiktok, wondering what your lover would do if you ask him that.

he is into paint your walls into white liquid when you dig your nails on his back, murmur your thoughts.

you covered your mouth, pretending you didn't mean it.

in a flash, your hands were above your head as toji grabbed them in his hand, smirking at your confused face. 'harder? are you gonna handle it?'

his pace is rapid, the wiggling of his hips, fucking you mindless. feeling as how your walls are clenching his cock as he's building and building and building up your coil to the high. 'don't blame me, kitten, if i'll put a baby in your stomach and you'll give me the powerful heir.'

toji with honor and pride do your request as if it's your last time. basically, he lives for your whining and purr like a kitten when he reaches to the bud inside you.

ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ:

firstly, he stopped his movements, looking at you with you deer eyes as if asking: you mean it?

would be insecure for a couple of seconds.

'am i not good at it?' or 'is my baby unsatisfied with my cock?' and the last one: 'i'll make her brain into mush with my cock in her tight pussy.'

breeding kink is mandatory.

as far as you know, gojo loves to tease and be playful with everyone, so as you wanted to twitch his cock, almost get the ecstasy feeling, satoru pulled his dick out, hearing your saddened purr. 'shall i put it back, bunny, shall i? should i breed your tight hole with my cum?'

you nodded, as your empty pussy is full with the cock.

gojo is proud and he doesn't hide it - watching how your tits bouncing every time his balls touching your bare skin is amazing.

he kissed your forehead, nudging inside you faster, stretching your gummy and redden walls with the tip - don't lie to him, you are enjoying, yeah?

the friction of his cock against your walls is of the scale, he's barely had time to pull out, cumming on your thighs. 'the next i'll cum in your mouth, princess'

ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ:

excuse me.. you asked sukuna to go harder? what can i tell, have a nice walk tomorrow?

ok, let me tell you what you'll get if you ever try to say the king that phrase.

would be complacent to full as you whispered in his ear that sweet line, perhaps you did it as you were lost in pleasure.

sukuna is ratcheting up, grinning at your facial expression - did you think he won't do it?

he doesn't like taking someone's orders but if it comes to you and your pleasure - ask him whatever, sukuna will do it.

in a rough way, of course.

the way his dick disappears and appears is staggering. for years and years being king of curses he has inhuman stamina, willingly to rip your pussy.

he caresses with an index finger on your clit as only you can do is to exhale sharply as sukuna's tip touching your coil in the stomach.

'you haven't got my permission to cum.' his low voice didn't let you milk his dick. 'beg me for it, slut.'

if anyone had heard as how from a shy and cute girl you've turned into a pathetic slut for sukuna, obediently doing everything he has told you - god, what a shame.

what you can't do for a good orgasm, right? sukuna will breed your mouth with his salty liquid, as a reward for good work.

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ:

kento always tries to go with a slow pace, deep but slow, enjoying every second of your intercourse, covering your face with soft kisses.

not that he can't and doesn't want to beat whining that letting out from your mouth. he knows his dick is big and thick, so he prefers to do at a steady pace.

but if you'd drop the phrase: 'd-daddy, fuck me h-harder,' practically uttering that as your body covers in a shiver as you feel the wave of an orgasm. 'oh, cutie, how could i say no.'

kento nanami turns into the daddy within a sec as you're shattering and arching back. he bent you over as your face felt the silk pillow, feeling as he pulls out his cock. 'say you want my thick cock in your pussy, lovely, and i won't disappoint you.'

he presses his body against you, inflicting a devastating, yet mind-blowing, thrust into a spongy coil.

his pushes - are everything you're concentrating on. his pace, his dirty phrases - is overwhelming.

you can't say a warning word but cum loudly, muffling your moans with a pillow. it was enough for nanami too - your walls virtually squeezing out his sperm. 'my love, i love you so much' <3

(─‿‿─)♡

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sweet angel

With a heart of gold, sweet lips, and white lace all over your body — he’s pretty sure you’re his sweet angel.

REQUEST. lingerie under his white button up shirt for gojo + somnophilia + established relationship + oblivious reader

CONTENT/WARNINGS. smut, somnophilia, mentions of insecurity, very slight angst, creampie, cockwarming, body marking, UNEDITED

NOTES. I haven’t written Gojo for a while but I sure do missed it! We’re gonna have more Gojo content this week too! if i finish my wips anyway lmao

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I'm gonna have to stop using this as twitter but i can't aaaaajsjdjskskslskk

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he's so hot for what

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watch my whole page flood with gojo smut, man I'm down bad for this wh0re 😭😭😭😭

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Make It Happen [Gojo Satoru/Reader]

Summary: You’ve only known Gojo Satoru for a week, yet he wants you to stay in Tokyo instead of returning home. 

Tags: Gojo Satoru/Reader, Fluff, Fledging romance, Cute, Gojo is touchy-feely, Life choices, Goodbyes, Crushes, Moving, Honesty, Pre-relationship

Wordcount: 1.5k

Author’s Note: Yo. Here’s something I wrote listening to LOONA’s Universe.

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Your spontaneous trip to the capital was officially becoming a mere memory, a vibrant week in your otherwise stagnant and convenient life. Once you boarded that train home, you would reminisce about your new experiences and your new-found friendship in Gojo Satoru. On the inside, you were incredibly grateful for having the chance to experience the semblance of a life in Tokyo, much thanks to his hospitality. How you would ever repay him, you had no idea. A stray tear balanced against your eyelashes and you subtly caught it with a digit.

Eight minutes until departure, which could be either an eternity or a flash depending on your mindset. You hoped it was the former. Your insides howled, a chaotic storm overwhelming you with the knowledge that you could remain in Tokyo and live. Your small-town life was quaint, without hardships and you were surrounded by your loved ones – an existence you increasingly dreaded to return to. It was an isolated life.

Satoru ceased walking and pointed at your train with a thumb. “This is your train. I told you it’d be easy for you to find.”

You joined him, your arms straight against your sides. In one hand you held your ticket home, in the other a bag containing assorted goods chosen by Satoru. A farewell present you’d devour by yourself on the train.

“Perhaps for you,” you answered. “Not everyone has an amazing sense of orientation.”

“It’s less being good at something and more of an experience thing. I travel a lot for work, so I know my way around here.” Satoru had your travel bag behind your shoulder, running his free hand up and down the strap. He was wearing some fashionable big-city wear and you had your easy-to-move-in tourist wear, yet you thought that perhaps you two seemed like a couple about to travel to the surrounding people.

A train further away stopped with a screech, naturally ending your exchange. The abundance of sounds still bothered you a bit and you couldn’t help but glance in that direction.

Tone devoid of any traces of humour, Satoru said, “You should stay here.”

You looked up at him, his profile beautiful as he peered down at you from the edge of his vision. Those words reinforced your fantasies of a future that could come true. An interesting job, a teeny overpriced flat, new friends and the company of Gojo Satoru. It could be amazing. Could being the keyword, of course. Your shoulders felt less light with this realization. There was much that could go wrong.

He jutted an index finger in the air, as if proving a point. “Tokyo will do wonders for you.”

“You’ve known me for less than a week,” you said, covering a hesitant smile behind your wrist. “What makes you think I’m not better off in a small town?”

“After you get home, all you’re gonna do is sit by your computer.” Ouch, true – but it still stung. “You’ve got a year’s worth of entertainment here. You like touristy stuff, right? This is the perfect place for that kind of stuff.” Satoru straightened his back and faced you with his entire body. “And I’m here. Isn’t that the most important part, after all?”

Whatever expression he was making, you had never seen it aimed at you before. His lips were tight-lipped and somewhat upturned, an anticipating smile stained by uncertainty. While his glasses obscured most of his eyes, his eyebrows were upturned, causing slight wrinkles that did not match his usual disposition.

Was that last part meant to be a joke or is he serious? I cannot tell with this guy.

“It’d certainly be fun to move here… I don’t want to die knowing I could’ve had more, even if it’s a greedy sentiment.“ You drew your hands against your ribs, fiddling with your train ticket. “However, I’d have to leave behind my friends and family… I am not sure I could do that.”

“They will be alive.”

Factually correct in the universal sense, yet it would impact your existence terribly to part from them. What were you willing to sacrifice to feel satisfied upon your deathbed? Comfort? The presence of your family? An easy life? You’d miss your loved ones an awful lot – would the accumulated feelings of being apart be greater than mourning the potential of an amazing life?

This sentence meant more to Satoru than was apparent, you suspected. He hadn’t shared much about his past other than mentioning crazy teenage hijinks. Perhaps his past held a painful separation and this was how he reasoned himself into peace. The reason for his pure honesty.

“But if you don’t move here,” he said, pouting his lower lip, “I’d have to travel two hours to see you all the time. That would be bothersome.”

His usual playful persona resurfaced and you replied with a grateful sigh. His tendency to ventilate his true thoughts was hilarious when applied to others… not so much when directed at you. You needed time to think this through, while he seemed to steamroll his way through decisions. Although you were severely flattered by his comment, even when said in such a light-hearted manner, you reprimanded him with a soft smack. “You can’t say those kind of things when you’re an adult.”

“I can say whatever I want since the second-hand embarrassment is everyone else’s problem.” He got closer to you as another train screeched into the station, bending down slightly to accommodate for the difference in height. It bothered you a bit how profoundly you relished in his body heat, even if it was faint.

“It’s not embarrassing per se… but it just appeals to fantasies that may not turn out well.”

“Hard work will give the best possible outcome. Just do your best.” He readjusted your scarf, tightening it around your neck. His fingers were entangled in the fabric, straightening it out. You dropped your bag onto the floor, surprising yourself with the surge of courage in your action. You grasped Satoru’s hands, your thumbs below his palms and your fingers spread across the back of his hands.

“What about everything that could go wrong?” you asked.

Satoru remained silent for a few seconds before bowing down and resting his forehead on your knuckles. Nothing had ever happened before that made you want to kiss the crown of another person’s head this much. You did not understand what was going on, but you were positively shivering.

“If it goes wrong, it’s still an experience. You might not enjoy it while it is happening, but you’ll appreciate it afterwards. At the very least you’ll appreciate you got out of the chaos alive.”

You thought back to situations in your life where you could apply this school of thought. There was some truth in his words. Still, he downplayed the sacrifices and effort because those were not his to bear.

“… I’ll consider it. I can’t take a decision like that spontaneously, but I’ll think it through.”

“As long as you get here…,” he paused, an unnatural hesitancy in his voice, “everything will be alright.”

Something told you he would have expressed this differently, had you not jested about his honesty being embarrassing. Hearing an adult speak their innermost thoughts in such a manner was refreshing, for those were all things you wanted to believe despite reality proving your wrong. You wanted to believe him, you really did, even if you had only known each other for a week.

You both detached from each other without a sound, a joint decision after hearing the warning call for your train. He carefully treaded your travel bag on one shoulder, and you picked up your bakery bag.

Bowing neatly, you said, “I’m happy got lost in Shinjuku, otherwise we would never have met. Thank you for approaching me.” You said his name affectionately, almost dropping the san-honorific altogether.

He returned the bow. “We would have ended up meeting in one way or another. It’s a tiny universe. Safe travels, Y/N.”

This memory concluded with you rushing into your train mere seconds before the door shut close, alienating you from Tokyo. The bittersweet feeling of returning home, perhaps only temporarily, enshrouded you. Even when you settled into your seat with your baked goods in your hands, a feeling that this trip had changed your life fulfilled your body. Your only regret now was that you had not kissed Satoru goodbye, but it was too early for that – it had only been a week. If possible, you would make it happen the next time you returned to Tokyo. You’d come back and you’d unravel the mystery that was your future and Gojo Satoru.

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again!

Pairing: Gojo x Reader

Warnings: MINORS DNI 18+ NSFW, breeding kink, daddy kink, sex in public, jealous!Gojo, creampie, slight tw dubcon if you squint, spanking

A/N: Apparently whenever I think Gojo, I think sex in public. Something about that man just screams ‘exhibitionist’ to me? A big thank you to @bohica160​ for helping me with the editing and dialogue because I have never written breeding kink before and my brain was worryingly blank 😌

WC: 5.5K

Based off this request:

HI YOUR GOJO FIC ABSOLUTELY RUINED ME AND I AM DESPERATE FOR MORE. if i could get a fic where gojo gets jealous at attention (afab) reader is receiving and he ends up breeding her to show everyone that reader is his i would die of joy. breeding kink and dirty talk are my favorite kinks! (ps. do you have a kofi where i can send you a couple bucks as thanks for your work?)

There’s a stain all along the side of your shirt and pants. It’s not a small one either; it starts just above your chest and streaks all the way down your side to soak into the waistband of your bottoms. 

It also, unfortunately, is a strikingly similar shade to the half-empty cup that Gojo has in his hand as he trots after you, a smug little smile on his face as he hums some nonsensical tune under his breath and asks you why you’re walking so fast, as if he doesn’t have a clue. When you turn to glare at him he just peeks at you over his sunglasses and slurps, loud and long at his drink (some awful sugary confection you didn’t bother trying and certainly didn’t want to wear) until you whip your head back around.

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four and more

✯pairing: fushiguro toji x reader, ryōmen sukuna x reader, gojo satoru x reader, getou suguru x reader, (slight gojo x getou)

✯synopsis: the prettiest girls really are the best breeding sluts

✯wordcount: 3.6k

✯warning: fem! reader, she/her pronouns, gangbang, spit kink, cuckolding, breeding, unprotected sex, praise kink, double penetration, anal, cunnilingus, oral (both fem and male receiving), two cocks in one hole, all of them have big cocks.

✯note: i hope you enjoy!

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