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you’ve😭 been 😭writing 😭for 😭haikyuu 😭 you are so evil for not sharing from the beginning/jk

thank you for sharing and i hope no one actually forced you we love you reign

Yeah 😭 my bad bae, I was rewatching haikyuu and felt inspired all those months ago and now I’m off the phase again sowwy 😔

You’re welcome! And don’t worry, I’ve been thinking about letting you guys know my second blog just so there’s more to ‘eat’ whilst I work out this stupid iMessages thing I’m struggling with

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YOU WERE KEEPING ALL THOSE ROOMMATE SUKUNA FICS FROM US THIS WHOLE TIME?!?!?

Ahaha yeah sorry but in my defence, they were always there, just waiting to be found

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Now... I'm going to give you backstop to how my day was going so far; I'm watering my plants, snipping off dead leaves scrolling on Tumblr when all of a sudden I see that The lovely Reign has posted, revealing her alt account. Now, because I wanted to see what hidden works you have, I click. And I chose to read the little post you made about streamer choso.

My day was going swell. One of my flowers just bloomed.. And then you said something so jaw-dropping. I snipped off a perfectly good leaf.

PISS SLIT? piss slit. WHAT. WHAAATTTTTT. WHO CALLS IT THAT. I was gagged. I was taken aback. I clutched my pearls in fear. That sentence brought up many, many odd visuals I did not need this morning. Please reign, never again. For the sake of my leaf.

(Also him barking was adorable, especially when he added the bark at the end of the last sentence. It seemed like he was unsure if he had barked enough, lol)

I will NEVER stop 😤😤😤you can pry ‘piss-slit’ from my cold, dead filthy hands 😈

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YOU JUST KEEP SPOILING US REIGNNN😩

I need me a husband like nanami, i’m being so deadass. Even when he’s being given the silent treatment, he’s still so perfect.

I also have a question, cause i’m just a curious little lad

Have you ever read danmei novels? 🤔

-🪷

OF COURSEEEE LOTUS BAE 😫 i try my best 😤

Nooo, I’ve never even heard of that

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I am petty enough to give the silent treatment and ughhh I really should stop that BUT THIS WAS SO CUTE??

geto with the whole "takes whatever you need and then uses it himself" oh bitch I'm stealing your kneecaps

choso is so cute and lowk pretty funny. the idea of him creating conversations on his own and being so immersed he doesn't even notice reader has started talking to him again is lowk hilarious

toji was??? surprisingly mature??? him apologizing and the “Be silent and moody and whatever but be silent and moody with me.” oh that was. oh lord.

AND NANAMIII HE'S SO PERFECT it's true I would forget why I was ever mad at him in the first place. however I also think he's the only one I wouldn't give the silent treatment to. or at least it wouldn't last more than a few hours if anything. idk I don't think it's just something that comes easily with him

AND SUKUNA??? SOFT SUKUNA??? oh I hate being tickled and obviously the "I'm killing innocents because of you" is something that would probably piss me off more but if that curse of a man went and “Forgive me…I was wrong. Let us be friends again. I do not know what to do with my time now that you won’t even look at me. I cannot sleep, cannot eat, cannot breathe without you. It all only hurts…I miss you, little one.” oh I'm folding so FAST it's not even funny

thank you for the food oh this was so nice

I will admit I use the silent treatment 😔 it’s bad I know but I just shut down and withdraw when I’m really upset sigh

Hehehe im so glad you liked it. I think Choso’s was my fave because it’s quite funny to imagine him not minding at all, he’s just lost in his own world. It also suggests that he knows reader so well he can recreate those conversations

Yeahhh you’re so right! I couldn’t silent treatment Nanami either. He’s too mature and healthy to use that for him. It’s unfair and you wouldn’t really need to because he talks things through and he apologises when he knows he’s in the wrong. I imagined his reader was just being playful, that’s why he was letting her off instead of spanking her or something lol

You’re welcome!! I just wanted to do more drabbles since it’s looking like no smaus for a month 🙂

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Are there any kinds of asks you don’t like receiving? Or comments? I know you don’t really like walls of part 2 (which I get and respect btw cause it’s so discouraging and dystopian) just wondering if there’s anything else

have fun in Korea!

Uhhhh lemme think

I HATE receiving requests obviously

I also HATE getting any kind of suggestions for what part 2 should be or if I’ve posted something I’m thinking about, I get so done with life when someone inserts how they would do it…like, who…asked?

Respectfully and I really don’t mean this in a sassy way, make your own blog if you want to share your thoughts😫

Also I’ve been quite clear I hate receiving asks about people’s personal lives. Just dumping information which have nothing to do with me. It’s completely fine if they’re asking for advice or it’s related to a fic I did. But if you’re just yapping because you don’t have friends, that’s not my problem 😭

I also don’t like random messages. Such as,

burp!

meow 😈

u so sexy

^ all real things I’ve received just today actually

And this isn’t a hate thing because it’s really not that deep at all, but it does make me uncomfortable when people ask to be moots. I feel bad saying no. I feel like such a diva. But you know I just wanna make moots naturally and stuff.

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it’s the weekend so I finally get to read what I missed and I come to find that I’ve been blessed with not one but TWO FUCKING RAVEN!CHOSO POSTS???? emphasis on *fucking* raven!choso hehe but OH MY GOD???? I LOVE YOU???? BEND AND SPREAD??? 🫷😛🫸

in other news, I hope you’re having a great time in Korea and are doing well bae!! I’m sorry if I’ll be all up in your notifs cuz of liking all the backlog of fics and smaus 😭😭 I’m excited

YIPPEEEEEEE happy weekend! Ahaha yeah, I like Raven!choso more than I thought I would 😭

Thank you! No no don’t worry about it, I didn’t even actually have that many fics written since you were here last. Hope you enjoy them regardless 😚

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i won’t lie i’ve touched myself to ur smut many times now call me a whore or whatever but how i’m curious do u still think ur smut writing isn’t very good?

😭😭 that’s such nice praise thank you for sharing I wish you attached proof but hey here we are

Hmm, I think I’ve definitely improved and I’ve found my comfortable writing style. Some of my works are better than others usually because I had more time to develop them. But overall I’m pretty happy with my smut.

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Hi Reign 💕💕💕 I just wanted to say that you’re one of the best writers of primal play here and your writing is amazing. I also wanted to ask which of the jjk men would be into primal play? Obviously we know Sukuna, but I’m interested to see who else you think.

Hi! Aw thank you 🥺 that’s so sweet heheh

Oooh, that’s a good question

I think Satoru for sureeeee. He’d agree to it or suggest it as more of a, gotta try everything at least once thing BUT then he finds himself getting excited, feeling powerful, and sadistic. It’ll unlock a side of him he never knew existed me thinks

Toji wouldn’t suggest it first but he’d enjoy it. Wouldn’t really drag it out. Would manhandle you and physically dominate rather than mentally. Good fun for sure

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LADIESSSSS LEAVE ME ALONE TYPE SHIFT

I hear you loud and clear stop threatening me with ass eating and orgasms oh my god

I just keep forgetting to do my second account reveal 😭 god forbid a woman is too busy filling her stomach with ttoekbokki and fantasising about running into Yoongi from BTS in the streets to be at your beck and call ☹️

It’s really not even that interesting over there, haven’t updated in like months so there’s not much to look at but to get you off my back, then some of you guys were right, it’s @novaimperia

DONT make fun of me for my pitiful attempts to disguise myself 😤 You WILL pay with blood

Now stop talking about my cervix and NO I don’t want to be bulging with your cum 😭

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In which you give them the silent treatment and the different ways they react – mostly a, would they pester you or leave you alone? scenario

Satoru would opt for the ‘annoy you until you cave’ method. Might do silly things in front of you to catch your attention, to gain that twitch of a smile from your lips, or even just a huff – anything to show you’re paying attention, that despite whatever he did, you still care. Would drop off sweet treats and presents at your desk or all over the house, both to bribe you out of silence but also to remind you he’s thinking of you. He’s never not thinking about you. If none of that works though, he, too, falls silent. Soon, you’ll stumble into your shared home, find the lights off, and a brooding Satoru sitting on the sofa. He’ll apologise, solemnly this time, and peel off his blindfold, rub his temples and ask, “Where do we go from here?” 

Suguru gives you the silent treatment too. It becomes a competition to see who could last the longest. He’s so petty, he’ll watch you struggle to reach for something on the top shelf, knowing that you’re on the verge of asking him for help but he’ll never offer. Instead, he might come over, pick it up himself, just to use it. In a way, he also employs the ‘annoy you until you cave’ method, he’s just less obnoxious about it. Giving him the silent treatment is honestly not recommended because he usually lasts longer. But when you do give in, when you utter a single word to him, his shoulders visibly drop, the tension in his spine dissipates, and a smile finds its way back onto his face. Then, and only then, do you hear him say, “Finally, pretty. Was going insane without hearing your voice.”

Choso does not intentionally opt for the ‘annoy you until you cave’ method but does end up using it. He wants to know what you’re feeling and thinking and will not stop asking. You’ll have a permanent shadow everywhere – in the kitchen, in the bedroom, in the streets, at a cafe etc etc. “What did I do wrong?” and “Why won’t you talk to me?” on repeat. ConfusedTM. Will one hundred percent poke you, worrying that maybe you’ve gone deaf. He’ll wave a hand in front of your face, raise his voice, and call Yuji just to see if his voice is working. Once he learns what you’re doing, he switches gears slightly. Then, he’ll talk to you and for you. “Woah, did you see how big that dog was? I know right? It’s massive! Yeah, I like big dogs too; I’m scared I’d step on a small dog. No, I totally would. Aww you’re too nice.” He gets so into his one-man role playing that when you do reply, he doesn’t even notice. 

Toji leaves you alone. Too grown and too tired to play these games, he chooses the method of frustrating you by not giving you the reaction you want. At least now he can do all the things you usually tell him off for doing – he can watch whatever sports he wants on the TV, can drink beer and only eat takeaway, maybe stay out late. Though he doesn’t like going to sleep without a ‘goodnight,’ some cuddles and kisses (he’ll never admit to any of that), he’s content to know you’re safe and sound, and still in this relationship enough to climb into bed with him anyway. Eventually, however, he does start to find the silence irritating. Worse though, is seeing you doing things on your own. There’s something fucking awful about the sight. It’s wrong. So, he’ll sigh and ruffle your hair, and man up. “Listen, I’m sorry, alright? Was being a child. Take your time and shit, but don’t eat dinner by yourself; it’s creepy as hell. Be silent and moody and whatever but be silent and moody with me.”

Kento gives you space. He won’t ever be so immature as to bother you out of your feelings nor will he pretend you don’t exist. Of course, he doesn’t think silent treatments are healthy and conducive to a successful relationship, but you already know that. So, instead of mansplaining right and wrong, he’ll continue to be himself and wait for you to come out of your shell. Dinner is prepared for you, so is a warm bath, texts reminding you to eat and to have a good day are sent, all part of your routine. He’s so sweet you actually forget why you were ever mad and would burst out in excitement if he told you about the weekend plans he’s made for you both. Won’t comment on the fact that you finally spoke to him. Will just keep talking to you like nothing ever happened. Later, however, he finally has a good night’s sleep, the best in as long as you were withholding your voice and thoughts from him. “Hmm, goodnight, honey. We can talk more in the morning, just let me hold you.”

Sukuna deploys his own tactic. It’s so dirty. It’s so underhanded. It’s so him. Motherfucker will tickle you. And…he has four arms. Obviously, it’ll only make you more upset, but just for a second, for a single moment, you’ll look him in the eye with a smile on your face and you’ll talk to him. He’s happy. Even if what you say are swear words and ‘stawhppp, you fugly asshole.’ When you continue your silent treatment, he gets all frowny, broody and pouty. Practically walks around with perpetual storm clouds over his head. More people are dying left, right and centre. Screams go on in the night and past daybreak. But you’re practically immune to the suffering of others by now. What would make you cave, however, is Sukuna stomping over to you, angry and violent and desperate to be okay with you. He won’t grab you, won’t shake you, or threaten you into submission. He’ll simply kneel before you, cradle your body to his, and mutter an apology into your stomach. “Forgive me…I was wrong. Let us be friends again. I do not know what to do with my time now that you won’t even look at me. I cannot sleep, cannot eat, cannot breathe without you. It all only hurts…I miss you, little one.”

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lol I was about to sleep (it’s 3:45am here) and my eyes shot open cause I remembered this FUCKING FIC

I CANNOT BELIEVE I WROTE THIS WHAT THE HECK?!?!?

What was I thinking? Where did this come from?

I am a woman of Christ (I am not) I am a good person (I am not) I am a virgin (lol)

Will be bathing in holy water tomorrow trust 💯

The More The Merrier

Summary: in which you find out for yourself the order the jjk men would take if they all wanted a taste of that cookie and, trust, they know how to get along well when you’re on the line…but are they getting along a little too well? Warning: porn with no plot, f!reader, dubcon?, orgy, sevensome, cunnilingus, tit slapping, spitting, dirty talk - praise and degradation, fingering, overstimulation, throat fucking, hand jobs, face slapping, dom!men, sub!choso, boobjob/paizuri, cum eating, homosexual moments ahem, SatoSugu, senses deprivation, voyeurism and exhibitionism, brief foot play, hair pulling, dumbification, brief mention of rimming, creampie, mentions of anal, throat bulging, uhhh I may or may not have bullied Choso in this fic sorry Choso fans, not proofread Featuring: Gojo, Geto, Choso, Toji, Nanami, Sukuna Word Count: 4k

“Oh, look, she’s shaking,” Satoru remarks at an intentionally obnoxious volume. He looks back down at your naked form, laid out all pretty for their feasting. “You cold?”

Light laughter ripples around the room. Their amused, mocking timbre tickles your skin. How you got here in the first place is impossible to say but the reality is clear – they, with their hungry, piercing stares roving your curves, will not let you go until they’ve had their fill. 

Suguru, long hair tied up so it won’t get in the way of the sadistic desires that courses through his veins, steps forward, running his smooth fingers down your torso, starting from the dip in your collarbone, down the valley between your breasts, the slope of your stomach, circling your belly button, and stopping at the highest peak of your mound. “Don’t be so mean, Satoru. You know weak little things like her can’t help it.”

“I’m mean?”

“Enough with the small talk. Are we fucking her or what?” Toji asks. Scar on plump lips stretching with his eager grin, he swings a heavy leg onto the bed, the mattress dipping with his weight. A large paw lands onto your breast, squeezing with no shame or restriction. He grunts. “Got a nice pair on ya, doll.”

A firm slap on your cheek startles you. It didn’t hurt but it did make heat rise to your face.

“He gave you a compliment. Where are your manners?” 

Wild, pink hair comes into view. So does a bone-chilling sneer. Sukuna looks thoroughly displeased as he scowls down at you. Volatile red eyes compel you to mumble out a hastily strung together, ‘thank you.’ The fire dies out, but not before they spark with satisfaction. 

Sighing, the salaryman drags your attention to him. He’s sitting in the corner, still in his work clothes, albeit suit jacket-less. Thick thighs threatening to burst out of the confines of his tailored trousers spread to reveal an impressive bulge that makes you salivate. The corner of his lips twitch. “We can’t all have our way with her at the same time. There should be an order to these things, no?”

Satoru sits at the foot of the bed, brushing a thumb over the bone in your ankle. “So, what? We do rock, paper, scissors to decide who goes first? I’m up for it but I'm not sure Kunapooh’s very fond of the idea.”

The ‘Kunapooh’ in question snarls. He looks murderous – more so than usual. Your hand rushes out and grips his wrist. He releases a tense breath, rolls his shoulders, and snatches his arm from your clutch, but not before he slaps your free breast just to watch it bounce. You have a feeling there’s gonna be a lot of that tonight.

Satoru’s shit-eating grin widens and he makes a clawed gesture at Sukuna, pairing it with a, ‘rawr.’

Eager to get back on track, Kento replies, “I don’t believe we need to resort to that. It seems clear to me that we all agree on who should have the honour of going first… I’m happy to go second or third.”

“Aw, no way. Why do virgins get special treatment?”

All eyes fall on the man standing awkwardly to the side, unsure of where to put his hands. Bare chested and hair tied in loose and messy pigtails, Choso looks out of place. You beckon him over with a smile. Silently, he lets you pull the waistband of his pants down. His cock springs out, hard and leaking already. To his credit, he doesn’t blush when the men laugh at him, far too captivated by the soft hand gliding up and down his long length. 

Toji huffs in amusement. “Seems like he’s in no rush to get in on this.”

Gruffly, Sukuna adds, “Pathetic fool’s not ready anyway.”

“Can I have his turn then? Since I’m the best, I should be number one in line.”

“Choso,” Kento says, still sitting in the chair and adjusting his glasses, “are you really content with just her hand, pretty as they are? Don’t let them bully you out of your right.”

He shakes his head, babbling and muttering, “Y-yes. I want to fuck her. I want to feel her pussy.”

Arm leaning on his best friend’s shoulder, the white-haired man jokes, “I bet two thousand yen he won’t last ten minutes.”

Suguru replies, “I bet ten thousand he doesn’t last one.”

Meanwhile, Toji’s calloused fingers pet your pussy, teasing out obscene squelches that have everyone’s ears honing in. As if hypnotised, the men are pulled to you, naturally taking positions around your body like they’ve rehearsed the synchronicity a million times. Choso shudders out of your grip and rushes to kneel between your legs. Suguru and Satoru, on the other hand, literally take your hands, seeing an opportunity to put your body to use if they can’t monopolise your pussy immediately. The black-haired man massages some comfort into your palm before they both lay something hot and solid in your grasps. Reflexively, you wrap your fingers around them, and, at the same time, you jerk him and Satoru off, taking matching pace. 

They both throw their heads back.

Stepping away so Choso can have your sloppy cunt to himself, Toji keeps himself entertained with watching the stringy goo shimmering on his fingers. His eyes meet yours. With a wink, he takes them into his mouth and sucks hard, making a show of his eyes rolling back, a growl simmering out. 

“Cho, are you okay?” You wonder. He’s struggling to find your hole, poking and prodding your clit and lips with his tip in his fumbling. Growing more and more frustrated, he groans, pressing down, hard, on your lower stomach. The poor man doesn’t even notice you’re squirming, feeling the need to pee. “K-kenny? Can you help him? Please.”

“Of course, darling.” Rolling his sleeves up and displaying his sinewy arms, Kento saunters over to the bed. He pats Choso’s back and kindly suggests, “Allow me to help.”

The more inexperienced man hisses when Kento’s large hand wraps around the base of his cock with no shame. He lines the shiny cock head with expert skill to your pulsing hole and urges his apprentice’s hips by pushing him forward with his. Slowly, as if the blonde is aware of your need to be stretched in due time, a thick cock fills you up deliciously. 

Like she’s been starved her whole life, your pussy gobbles up the offering, a virginal sacrifice at the foot of a raging volcano, steadying to erupt all over the awaiting victims. 

“Oh f-fuck!” Choso’s eyes are threatening to bulge out of his head, body quivering and abs contracting. He’s leaning on the bed, forehead falling between your tits. Warn breath fans your skin as he mouths manic confessions of love. “Ama-ha-zing…you’re amazing. I never want to -fuck! s-so tight- leave.”

Suguru mutters, “I don’t think he really understands the spirit of this group activity.”

Snickering, his accomplice whispers loudly at you, “Do me a favour, baby? Go easy on the guy, yeah? I need him to last much longer.”

“Or don’t, pretty, and I’ll share my spoils with you.”

Choso has enough clarity to hiss, “You’re all such -ah hngh!- assholes.”

Your gummy walls are hugging his cock on its own, uncaring of the silly little bet the mischievous pair has going on, and it’s bliss he’s never felt before. The solid pace he’s worming his cock inside of you is perfect and it has you and Choso driven equally mad. But, based on the vibrating of his arms and the way he’s slobbering all over your tits, who’s really pummelling in and out of your cunt is Kento and the poor puppy is just along for the ride. 

“For his first time, he’s doing very well,” Toji notes, feeling awfully kind for someone who seems much younger than him but is actually inconceivably older. “At least he’s not sobbing on the poor girl; she’s soaked enough already.”

Satoru shrugs. “He’s barely making her feel good — didn’t take you for a selfish lover, Choso.”

“I-I’m not,” he argues, sounding not at all convincing with how he has to be guided by someone else for his first time, too weak to carry himself.

Interjecting, Suguru adds, “Grind your hips. Give some attention to her clit. That’s it…hear how much louder she’s moaning now? The little slut loves to have her clit rubbed, doesn’t she?”

And it’s true. You are moaning louder now, inner coils cruelly tightening up on Choso’s cock like a serpent with the perfect prey.

Kento grunts, still pushing his hips against the man’s ass like he’s fucking you through him. Judging by the flushed skin of his cheeks, it must feel good to rub his boner on Choso. The realisation has you squirming, back arching and toes curling. The blond is looking at you, watching every expression, every whimper, every gasp, every drop of drool down your chin.

Bunching up silky black hair in a firm fist, he tugs Choso’s head back, forcing you to look him in the eye. He’s too far gone already, much more fucked out than you are but looking oh so beautiful. “Look, you’re making him so good. Well done, honey. Hmm, Choso, don’t give up just yet…how is it, sweetheart? Would you like him to go faster? Harder? Talk to me, love. Tell Kenny what you need.”

A moan escapes your lips. “F-faster, Ken. Make him go faster.”

Released, he slumps back down between your breasts.

“No! No, wait, please!” Pace hastening, Choso whines and whimpers, biting onto a bouncing tit for purchase. He doesn’t want this to end so soon. His body doesn’t listen. Soon, he stumbles off of you, unable to stand the delirious pleasure your pussy was sucking out of him, whilst his cock is being wrung by the man behind him. Hips jerking into the calloused grip of someone else’s hand, he paints your torso with his scalding cum. “Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!”

Spasms ripple up and down his spine, eyes rolled back, and then…he disappears from view. A body hits the floor. 

Still thrusting in your hands, Suguru smiles. “I believe someone -tighter, pretty girl, mhm that’s it…good girl- you owe me ten thousand yen, Satoru.”

“Yeah, yeah. Hurry up and fuck her, ‘Kenny,’ our sweet little cock-slut didn’t get to cum thanks to Mr. Quickshot over there. No offence, Cho.”

Despite being just slightly out of view, what with the gigantic bodies looming over you, you’re sure Kento rolls his eyes. When he does step into view, he’s tugging his tie off with one hand and unbuckling his belt with the other, the metal clinking with the movement. You want to watch him undress but suddenly, your view is, once again, obstructed, but this time, by someone else’s cock. 

It’s massive – curving up, with thick veins sprinting up to a purpley-looking cockhead and dense, heavy balls hanging and swinging. Your eyes climb up another pair of thick thighs which cage your body, past a feral bush, strong torso and a hulking muscular frame, all the way up to a delicious-looking scar.

“Didn’t think I’d wait my turn, did ya, ma?” Groping both of your breasts, Toji slides his cock between them. A bead of pearly-white cum smears on your skin. Your mouth waters. “Help me out, yeah? And hurry; I need something to distract me from another man’s cum drying under my damn ass.”

You know exactly what he means so, without needing more prompting, you gather your saliva and spit a dollop onto his cock. It lands with a thwop and is rubbed in thoroughly, leaving a glistening cock in its wake. Toji calmly pushes your tits together to sandwich his dick. He takes a second, or two, to appreciate the sight – he’s no artist but he sure as hell feels like one now. In tandem with Dumb and Dumber, the three of them use your torso to get themselves off. 

Overwhelmed and overstimulated, no one pays attention to you. 

The room’s impossibly hot, crowded and prison-like now. 

So many bodies. 

So much happening all at once. 

You can’t focus on just one thing. Not on the cocks you’re jerking off in your hands, the thumbs flicking your nipples, the intense eye contact Suguru and Satoru are holding as they moan like mirror reflections, and you can just barely focus on the cock pushing in through the tight ring of muscles in your pussy. The slight pinch leaves you a gasping mess. 

Once again, you’re being filled up, but this time, the man ramming inside has no intention of cumming early. He knows you like the back of his hand. He knows the smooth, sensitive spot in your doughy walls and how it has your back arching when he kisses it with every thrust. Breathless, he grunts, “Perfect…ngh, you feel like h-heaven, my love.”

“Heaven,” someone scoffs. 

You almost forgot about the man stepping out of the shadows with a bored look on his face. Glaring right at you, he looks on the verge of burning the room into oblivion. Especially when he climbs into bed, kneeling over your head. “What do any of these bastards know about heaven?”

He grabs your throat, squeezes once and then twice, eyes fluttering shut when your breath hitches. 

Sukuna’s cock, just like everyone else, comes out. It casts a shadow over your face. You’re whining – loving the way Kento feels like he’s in your lungs whilst he hikes your thighs up and places your ankles on his broad shoulders, delighting in how Satoru is now moving your hand down to play with his balls, adoring Toji and the pinching of your nipples as he glides through the sweat building on your skin –  and hardly conscious when Sukuna swipes his cock on your lips.

Tasting salty and like a meal he’s going to force feed you, you gulp nervously.

“Open…Don’t make me repeat myself, you dumb little whore. You can take six cocks well with your greedy pussy but can your irritating mouth do something other than yip like a dog and squeal like a pig?”

Pouty, you tilt your head back and open your mouth wide to accommodate his intimidating size. 

“Good. I’m glad to know you’re not totally useless,” Sukuna mumbles under his breath, watching his cock disappear inch by inch inside your mouth. A thumb of his brushes against the length of your neck, enamoured with the warm imprint. 

He’s stunning you into mania with his immense size. You at long last become all too aware of the fact that you’re pinned to the bed with a pair of balls resting on your forehead, a man kneeling on your stomach, two dicks on your sides thrusting into your hands, and a cock plunging inside your pussy as your clit is rubbed.

Soon, your orgasm strikes like lightning inside your body. You arch up into Toji, bucking like a horse and he rides you with ease. Pussy pulsing, the sudden tightness makes Kento groan. Cum floods your walls, leaking out, pooling under your ass and staining the sheets. Such a waste, you think the salaryman says. 

“Finally! My turn.”

Your hand is abandoned and your cunt swiftly fed again. Through the cum, his dick forces its way in, lubricated and in no need of assistance. Satoru’s long digits dig into the slippery flesh of your thighs, adding to the bruises his former classmate had left.

Porn-star moans echo in the room, matching your garbled ones in half mockery and in half sincerity. He gives you no time to calm down or to get a breather, not that you can when Sukuna is all you can see, taste and smell. “You got a good -hah- load in here, Kento. Nice one. Ah shit, she’s still cumming. Fuck, I don’t think I’ll last -ngh- very long.”

Suguru chuckles. “When do you ever?”

“Ignoring that.”

Toji snorts and suggests, “Someone should wake the loser lying on the floor; a spot’s opened up.”

In agreement, the salaryman, who’s gathering himself by undoing the buttons on his soaked shirt with shaky hands, nudges Choso’s leg. His majestic, pale and sculptured chest comes into view and you think about how badly you want to feel it, to taste the sweat making his skin all dewy, and mark him yours.

Still, no one’s paying you any mind. You’re just a glorified sex doll at this point, being pushed to your limits as they get their money’s worth. The nasty squelches Satoru elicits, the gargled whimpers, and the creaking of the bed as the headboard slams against the wall are all you can hear. It’s the only sense you can focus on now that Sukuna’s effectively blinded you and you’re being touched and felt everywhere to the point where everything loses its meaning. 

“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m gonna take my time so get comfortable, losers,” Satoru goads. “

Unusually tamed and mild, the dark voice of the man whose cock is gagging you into silence says, “Do whatever you want…her throat is mine…and in due course, so will every hole she has.”

“Ha! You tryna make me cum early with the anal talk, Ryomen? Cheating bastard.”

Sukuna huffs. “You can have her ass first, if you want, Fushiguro. Saves me the trouble of having to loosen her up myself. Though I doubt you’ll make much of a difference.”

Despite the insult, the scarred man only laughs and someone must pat someone’s back because you hear a slap but it doesn’t land on your skin. In tandem, they all work your body, taking what they want and giving you no reprieve. 

“Let’s not leap past her pussy just yet, gentlemen. I’ll deal with this bastard’s power trip,” Suguru promises. He, too, leaves your hand, which are both now free to claw into Sukuna and Toji’s arms, silently begging them to both slow down and to hurry up. Just as Kento was standing behind Choso, he stands behind Satoru. His lips graze the shell of his friend’s ear and he whispers, “Quit messing around…our pretty angel only likes good boys, don’t you, sweet thing?”

You can’t even answer because of the cock in your mouth. Though, you realise, in spite of the stupid cloud of pleasure suffocating you, it’s not as if he was actually looking for an answer, instead, the throb of the dick in your pussy seems to be what he needed. 

“H-hey, Suguru, no fair,” Satoru whines. “Don’t play with my nipples..fuck, I knew I never should have told you about that.” 

That you’d love to see for yourself, but unfortunately, you can only try to hold back the orgasm they’re all cruelly pulling out of you. You’re powerful against the stifling, smothering weight of Sukuna and Toji’s bodies. No way in hell could you ever hope to shake them off; you don’t want to anyway.

Thankfully, however, in your peripheral vision, you can see something just as interesting, something that has your eyes fluttering shut, and your pussy clenching hard – Choso’s up but still just as delirious as he was when he watched his cum shimmer on your body, you think. 

Kento has a hand combing through the savage mess of raven-black hair on his head, guiding him to his soft dick. Gentle, patient, and encouraging, he comments, “You’ll have to wait a couple more rounds for your turn again, Choso. In the meantime, you can taste her on my cock…would you like that?”

He nods vehemently, pigtails bouncing. Breathily, he answers, “Yeah…I want a taste.”

A wet tongue darts out and laps up the wetness coating Kento’s skin. Licking, shhlurrrping!, and sucking, Choso moans at the musky sweetness that slides down his throat. He’s kneeling, uncaring of the bruises that’ll form on his poor knees, gripping onto the firm thighs that stand before him as he steals your essence from another man’s cock. With his eyes closed, you know he’s imagining it’s your pussy he’s eating from, but no one misses when those very eyes flit open and he stares up at Kento like he’s an angel sent by you.

“No one’s gonna make a, ‘that’s gay’ joke?” 

The assassin-for-hire snorts again. “That’s rich coming from a guy whose asshole is being fingered right now.”

“Uh, actually, it’s just being rimmed. Try it sometime,” the strongest sorcerer counters. And then, like he’s rubbing it in everyone else’s face, he moans louder, thrusting so hard and fast into your pussy, everyone on the bed is jostled back and forth. 

Your nails dig harder into skin, damn near drawing blood. 

At the same time, Sukuna and Toji cum with low growls. So does Satoru, though it’s Suguru’s name on his tongue. Your stomach and your womb are stuffed full of cum. It’s burning. Suffocating. Painfully euphoric. Just as fast as they descended on you, they relieve you, allowing cool air to blanket your spawning body. You cough and pant and squirm. 

The freedom is exhilarating and upsetting and only lasts a second.

You get just three big gulps of air and then a punishing grip finds its way onto your chin, jerking your head back as a thumb pulls your jaw down. A fat thwack! of spit slithers down your sore throat, which has been properly stretched out by Sukuna’s monstrous cock. You knew who it was just by touch alone and that nasty man gives you a rare smile, which is really more of a menacing grin. 

“Just lubing you up for Fushiguro’s. Put that talented mouth to good use and make me proud, yeah? You’ll find your ass raw and red if you can’t make him cum in less than five minutes.”

“You underestimating me or is she just that good, Ryomen?”

The man replies, “Find out for yourself– watch it!”

He was shoved to the side in Choso’s hurry to taste your lips. For a second you’re grateful that Sukuna grants the offending man mercy and doesn’t escalate the situation but in the next, all your thoughts are consumed by the curse’s undignified desperation.

You can’t rely on your sight to tell you who’s who anymore. There’s too many hands on you. Instead, you let your sense of touch hum, all too familiar with the owner of the messy and sloppy kiss granting you sweet reprieve from the storm of testosterone, horniness, and muscles on steroids surrounding you. Although that doesn’t last very long either because he’s being yanked off, like a kitten, by his scruff. Toji cocks his brow. “Her mouth’s mine now, Kamo. Go suck her toes or something.”

That apparently didn’t sound like sarcasm to the curse because he crawls over to your feet and swirls his tongue around a big toe, slobbering it up good and proper for his own benefit. He humps the thigh, cock searing, all while his tongue gets in between the crevices. Everyone but you chuckles, because, despite yourself, you find it hot and endearing.

There’s now three men by your legs – Choso at your foot, and Satoru and Suguru fighting to sluurrp! up as much of the former’s cum from your pussy. Except, it feels more like Satoru’s distracting Suguru by creating a mark on his neck. And it’s actually working; there’s no rhyme or reason to his technique whilst he cleans you up for himself, only a wallowing in the taste of your tangy sweetness and Satoru’s bitter saltness. 

Another monstrously sized cock slides into your mouth and you take it in with no complaint, experienced throat expanding to impress him just as Sukuna ordered you to. A calloused thumb brushes a bead of sweat from your temple. You look up at Toji, whose furrowed brows ask an unspoken question: you okay, kid?

Your free hands grab his blessed asscheeks and shove his hips forward. You gag around his cock. That’s your answer.

“Damn…you really are good,” he grunts out. Turning to the man sitting by your head, petting your hair, he jerks his head back. “Go and try her tits, man. Ain’t nothing like it.”

Sukuna growls, “I was going to; don’t tell me what to do. Just waiting for your fat ass to get off so I can get in comfortably. It’ll look like I’m fucking you from behind otherwise.”

“You fucking wish.”

The man grouches, “Whatever. I’ll take her hand while you fuck her mouth. Try pinching her nose for a couple seconds; her throat tightens up real nice.”

Meanwhile, Kento’s big hand rubs your stomach, tenderly roaming over to your breast whilst it’s still free for use and indulging himself in the softness of the fat mounds. He’s smearing the mixed cum on your skin as if it’s lotion. It’s loving, slow, and sweet so is the kiss he presses onto your palm, which he hands over to Sukuna, whose cock is already raring to go. 

None of them look intent to end the night with just one orgasm each. You can do nothing but grip the bed sheets and keep your legs open so they can slot themselves in any gaps they can find among the crowd of men who will not relinquish control and let another take their turn. 

There’s no point in counting orgasms, in keeping score or tracking of who is where and why– they’re doing that for you. It seems like all you have to do is just let them throw you into any and all positions they want, let them mark your body up as they please, and fuck their cum back into you with not a care for the consequences of tonight’s depravity.

“Don’t go falling asleep, alright? Or do, whatever floats your boat…pretty sure we’re all in agreement we’ll fuck you anyway.” Satoru stands up, pinching your thigh to catch your attention. With other men’s cum trickling down his chin, his words simultaneously fills you with confidence and tears you down at the same time, a hysterical dread of excitement in the air. 

The men share a sadistic look before those piercing eyes fall back onto you for the millionth time this night.

“Good luck, babe!”

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Reign i have two confessions

1) i for the longest time, pronounced your name as reigen. Like reigen arataka from mob psycho 😔 i still sometimes do and i don’t know why

2) i need ino carnally, he’s the most average man in jjk yet he’s my favorite and i need him to be real and in my bed right now or im gonna-

Ahaha I think you already sent me an ask about the 1) thing. I don’t think I replied, maybe I deleted it too, whoops! But yeah, makes sense since there’s no reason for you to really be saying my name anyways

And you are so real for that, Ino’s very funny and has his own charm. I like my DILFs but I appreciate losers too 😚

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Girl idk y but I’ve been missing u😭🫶🏻

I’ve always been here tho 😀

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When you receive asks from people who aren't anon, and you see their usernames...do you recognize these usernames? Like you see xyz's username and you think "oh it's xyz!" ? Random question I know but it's interesting to know 🫶🏼 you don't have to answer

There’s definitely people I recognise!! There’s some people who are very supportive, they’re the first people to like and comment and often pop in my inbox, and have been here a while and I love them saurrr much I hope they know that 👉👈 I could be blind and would still recognise them 😤

But I actually recognise people based off profile pics most of the time and not usernames 😭 it throws me for a loop when people change their pfp and they talk to me like we’re picking up a convo and I am so lost and highkey creeped out until I figure it out

Like, who are you to be talking so casually and intimately with me stranger? Wine and dine me!!

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What’s a song you’re obsessed with right now, reign? And do you ever listen to music whilst writing? Like are you ever inspired?

The Subway by Chappell Roan!! It was just released and I’ve actually been listening to the leaks for so long 😭though honestly the leaks are lowkey better

I do sometimes listen to music but just as a background thing cause ya girl doesn’t like silence. I don’t usually listen to a song to be inspired or to be immersive, sometimes it can be distracting

But I have been inspired by songs before I guess. Like, for the What Am I Now Toji angst fic, the title was inspired by the Harry Styles song because I thought the first verse really captured how Toji would have felt after in his grief

Great question!

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HELLO REIGN i hope you're having a wonderful vacation!! i hope this isn't weird or the wrong time to ask but im fairly new to tumblr and aspire to write here and you were the only one I could think of to ask this omg pls ignore it if its embarrassing 😭😭

does everyone use yn to refer to the reader or do they use other terms? I don't know if im tripping but I could've sworn I saw some writers use "(name)" as well. and then sometimes I see people specifically looking for fics with no mentions of yn in them. like... how does that work? but mainly, is using (name) valid too?

HELLO!!! Thank you ☺️ not at all weird. Welcome welcome it’s lovely to have you here. If you need it, I have some help guides to tumblr and writing, you can find it on my navigation

There’s lots of variations!

There’s

Yn …. Y/n … your name … f/n (first name)

There’s also [name] or [Your Name] or with brackets

Some people don’t like y/n at all, it can take someone out of the immersive experience. Some people have been reading fanfiction for so long that they don’t even notice it anymore

Nowadays though, I’m actually trying not to use y/n and all its variations. You don’t have to use it at all. You can use terms of endearment instead or you can just avoid any name calling.

Go with whatever’s most natural to you!