#🌀 // jujutsu kaisen

[cyberchronics]

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

so unhinged about him ♥︎

satoru gojo + missing you

★ no real power dynamic, pathetic needy gojo, masturbation, teasing, phone sex ★

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satoru knows you can't go on every mission with him. in fact, he wants you to stay safe and sound at home while he makes your problems go away

so why does he miss you so damn much?

he's lying in a cold hotel bed missing your warmth, scrolling through his phone to try and distract himself– before one of your various posts shows up on his feed. everything has to remind him of you, even god damn social media. what a life to live.

satoru is stressed, even more than usual, so he takes a deep breath and falls back on ol' reliable. peeling back blankets and slipping his sweatpants down is the easy part. he barely needs any masturbation material as thoughts of you swim through his mind, but he unlocks his hidden folder anyway and picks a random recording of the two of you.

he's glad you let him have this dirty habit for times like this. he wishes you were here.... he craves your touch, but his hand will have to suffice for tonight. a voice in his head knows he'll never be able to satisfy himself as well as you do.

...satoru misses you :(

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Satoru is halfway through his ridiculously long home video, listening to your sweet mewls as you take his cock, but he's nowhere near close. It's frustrating, seeing himself orgasm for the second time in twenty minutes as he gives you another sloppy kiss. He's been jealous plenty of times, but never of himself. You bring out a weird side of him.

His pace falters as he closes out of the folder, considering just rolling over and admitting defeat. It's what he deserves for setting himself up like this: going to bed desperate and hard. Maybe he'll get better results if he tries again in the morning. Just as he's about to throw his phone on the charger and call it a night, your contact pops up the distinct ringtone filling the room. Perfect timing.

The video call flickers on instantly as he answers, his feed turned off for the time being. You're laid in bed all pretty, blankets down just enough to reveal your choice in pajamas. You're lying on his side of the bed and wearing his shirt. Are you trying to kill him? "Hey, baby. Was 'bout to go to bed, but I wanted to talk to you first." You missed him too? A warmth blooms in his chest and he smiles like an idiot. "Can you turn your camera on? I wanna see you."

Your voice is soft and gentle, scratching every inch of his pathetic brain. He bites his lip to stifle a desperate whine, thinking of a decent excuse to give you. Satoru never minded begging for attention before, but something in him doesn't want to give you the burden of putting on a show for him. He'd rather just listen to your raspy tone and watch the pretty lips that should be giving him hickeys say sweet words.

"I don't want you to see me like this, babe." His voice comes through the phone between heavy pants, still fisting his cock in a rhythm pace. "Face is all bloody and bandaged up, and– fuck..." Satoru cuts himself off with a curse under his breath, hips bucking up at a particularly good stroke. "Yeah, uh... it's just a mess. Real gorey, y'know?"

That gorgeous laugh floods his ears, sending shivers down his spine instantly. How can someone be so damn perfect? "Satoru... are you jerking off?" Satoru promptly chokes on his drool. Was he being too loud? He knows he's never been subtle, but you can't even see his face! "W-what? Nah, babe. I'm just layin' down. Why would you think somethin' crazy like that?" The words come out clumsy, and he trips over them as they come out. You know him too damn well.

"You're not? That's too bad..." Satoru watches in amazement as you turn the camera around, yanking down the heavy comforter and revealing your busy fingers. They thrust in and out of the lube-slicked entrance, making loud squelching noises now that there was nothing to muffle the sound. He's already drooling and it's been less than a second. Why does he keep underestimating you?

"I was hoping we could cum together." Those familiar whimpers come through the line as you fuck yourself on your fingers, a small thump coming from you throwing your head back against the wooden headboard. "Fuck, baby. Feels so good... 'm g'nna cum." Before he can even rush to catch up with you and turn on his video, you fulfill that promise and make a mess of your high-quality sheets. It's a sight to behold, but Satoru doesn't get to enjoy it long.

The camera pans back to your sweat-covered face as you flash him a tired smile. "Love you, Satoru... come back soon, okay?" You blow him a kiss through the camera, hanging up before any protests can be made. Fucking tease. It's a good thing he always screen records your calls. Satoru's never painted his hand white with his thick cum quicker. You always know just what he needs.

He can't wait until he can return the favor.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

a/n: sorry that mahito fic pt 2 is late 😭😭 im struggling so much with writing it idk why. also yuuta!!! wanna start writing something for him immediately :3

[plutos-little-space]

Hihi! So I was wondering if you could do a Cg! Gojo mood board that is night time themed, I don’t know if you done anon things if not I’m sorry and feel free to ignore me /gen! But I hope you have a good day or night :D

Hi!! Ofc i can :P

Cg!Gojo agere moodboard :> i hope you have a good night/day too! thank for the request :D!

(request are open!)

DNI BANNERミ★

[obsessive-clown]

DO ANYTHING FOR YOU (TAP, TAP)!

a/n: this randomly came to me after I read a drabble someone said was yan!nanami coded. plus, i blasted in my room by icp for a solid hour today sooo.. also i’m just super bored and this randomly came to mind. i’m likely not going to do this again lol.

PAIRING: Yan!Kento Nanami x gn!reader

cw: mentions of death, mentions of manipulation, kidnapping, attempted brainwashing… that’s all i can think of. sorry if this is garbage, i haven’t written anything serious in god knows how long.

ఌ𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹ఌ

Kento had always loved you. Some would argue that he loved you perfectly. However, you would argue that he either loved you too much, or didn’t actually love you at all. Loved you too much in the sense that he’d taken you home with him, wouldn’t let you leave, made you — luckily only temporarily — lose your spark… And try to convince you only he was good for you.

What was the greatest achievement in your adult years was convincing him and getting him to trust you enough to go out. At first, with his company. He couldn’t have his darling running off. But over time, Kento thought you were well behaved enough to go out. On your own. You could go anywhere, just as long as it wasn’t out of town, someone else’s home and you were back either by the time he got home or before then.

As much as Kento said he loved you, you couldn’t help but combat his self-proclaimed ‘love’ with resentment. You behaved, but you swore you would never truly love him back. You tolerated him. He may have been good to you, never forced you into anything and treated you respectfully — but he had stripped you of your wings. Of your freedom, for far too long.

So, when you had gotten a call on the house phone — you couldn’t help but feel shocked.

Kento was dead and you were free.

He was dead. And you were no longer under his control.

You finally had free rein, without any form of restriction, without the man that called himself your boyfriend, breathing down your neck.

At least, that’s what you had thought. It was sad. Kento loved you, he truly loved you. In fact, he had loved you so very much, that he made you wear a promise ring. A sign of his love and your, “wonderful future together”, as he would say. And it was the fact that he loved you so much, that he wouldn’t even let death do you two part.

As you lay in the bed you and your now deceased kidnapper once shared, you stared at the ceiling, unable to sleep. 2:45 in the morning and here you were, kept up for no reason.

Tap, tap.

“…Darling? Are you gonna’ let me in? Hello?”

Unmistakably, it was Kento’s voice. You were certain it was just your brain playing tricks. Since, after all, Kento Nanami was dead. Killed by the hands of the patchwork curse. Though, he didn’t sound how you remembered. His voice was faint, almost weak — and slightly garbled in a sense. It made you sick to your stomach.

Tap, tap.

“Hello?”

There it was again. You wanted to squeeze your eyes shut, hope and pray to whoever you could that you were simply hallucinating from exhaustion. Curiosity always killed the cat, so why did you have to look at the window the tapping came from?

It was Kento, though, something was off. Something was very off about him. Although the man you once resented was heavily resembled, he had turned into the one thing he’d fought constantly. A cursed spirit. And one attached to you, nonetheless. You had remembered hearing your fellow sorcerers speaking before Kento had taken you hostage — about a boy with a cursed spirit attached to him. His childhood best friend and young love, killed and cursed him.

Kento must have done the same, but in regards to you.

Tap, tap.

A cold weight settled on your chest and against your side, a hand settling on your hip and its nails carefully sinking into your delicate flesh. It stung harshly. But the pressure felt all too familiar, much like how Kento would hold you at night as you two tried to sleep.

“…Do anything for you, baby…”

As you were frozen in place, both by the unnaturally cold temperature — and the curse laying on you. Whether you or Kento died first, you would have been stuck with him. And if it involved cursing you so you would be stuck with him, or cursing himself in a sense to be stuck with you, then so be it. Taking advantage of your paralyzed state, he slowly buried his mangled and almost eerily familiar face into your neck, letting out what sounded like a content growl. Clearly, he didn’t want to talk much, just lay there and have you hold each other — or him hold you, as it always used to be.

“…You don’t need others. Just me.”

Some would say Kento Nanami loved you perfectly. But you knew that he loved you too much. Far too much for his and your own good.

ఌ𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹ఌ

[temptacioun]

is y!gojo the type to baby trap? or is he so self assured that his little darlings gonna stay with him forever? -🌀

Obviously they’re going to stay with me forever, good luck trying to escape me. But, I’ve been trying to get her pregnant anyways — she’s my wife after all it’s only natural she’ll give me an heir. Don’t mind her protesting, she’s just scared of being pregnant.

[nvvrrmore]

satiated

[voldkat]

UNLIMITED AUTISM

[c00lguyz0ne]

🌀❕JUJUTSU KAISEN SPOILERS ❕🌀

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I never have I though I would see Kenny frowing when yuki came in.

[textmel8r]

[ SMAU ] 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 ! in which the jujutsu kaisen text you the morning after a one night stand .

୨୧˚ incl; satoru gojo , suguru geto , kento nanami , toji fushiguro , choso kamo

୨୧˚ cw; allusions to sex , fluff , profanity

୨୧˚ an; 🌀🌀🌀you don’t see the editing error in choso’s

likes and reblogs are appreciated !

[itsgirlyki]

created by @itsgirlyki

Refreshing Breeze Of The Masterlist (not complete)

JUJUTSU KAISEN

🌀big money - jjk adults smau

🌀hi momma - jjk adults smau

🌀how dare you - jjk adults smau

🌺is she? - kento nanami

🌀jealous much - jjk adults smau

🌀let’s talk - jjk students smau , jjk adults

🌀oh snap - jjk studens smau

🌀period things - jjk adults smau

🌺princess of the island - megumi fushiguro

🌀show me - jjk adults smau

🌀touchy subject - jjk adults smau

[velvetandcandles]

“Just a little tipsy.” pt 2

Anime: Jujutsu kaisen 呪術廻戦

Character(s): Toji Fushiguro 伏黒甚爾

Summary: Reader comes home drunk and clumsy after celebrating her friends birthday party and Toji decides to help her settle down.

NSFW ⚠️

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“Here, get on your stomach.”

You felt the mattress sink next to you when Toji hovered his body over yours. You did just as he said and rested your chin on your arms. After a few moments, you felt the skin on your back be exposed to the cold air of the room and it gave you chills. One of his hands were carefully guiding the zipper down. You swore you could slightly sense his crotch hovering right above your ass. Just the thought of that sent a tingling sensation across your cheeks.

Trying to ignore the sexual tension, you turned your head on its side, only to see the muscles in his forearm tensing beside you. He had so many healthy veins that didn’t hide themselves at all - on top of that, his huge hand sank into the mattress so deep. It was kind of..sexy.

The lewd thoughts that unfolded themselves in your mind were soon interrupted when Toji stood back up. “There.”

You turned yourself around and fully sat up, keeping hold of the front of your dress so that it didn’t fall. You wanted to scold yourself for making that moment so sexual. He’s just trying to help, like any good boyfriend would do in this situation, right? Little did you know, he had ideas of his own, and was debating if he should have you fully naked or keep you in that pretty dress of yours. Nonetheless, he liked seeing you press your dress against your chest with that dazed look on your face.

“Do you have on any of those, uhm..…?” There was a long pause. His eyes wandered and he frowned. Pinching his chin and tapping his head, he seemed to struggle to remember the name of those thin fabrics that women usually wear under their dresses and skirts…

You always found it cute when he couldn’t remember things and giggled.

Ding, ding!

“Ah, ‘stockings.” His eyes lit up. “Do you have any on?”

Before you could even utter a word he stuck his hand between your legs to squeeze and knead at your thighs, his fingers just inches away from your womanhood. His thumb pressed circles against the top of your bare leg, savoring the softness of your skin. It turned you on like crazy.

The black-haired man lowly hummed and locked eyes with yours. “Just checking.” He gave you that look. The same look that stirred your insides hot in unexplainable ways. The same look that always inevitably left you yearning for his touch every time. Yeah, that look.

You couldn’t escape those dark bedroom eyes even if you tried. Toji knew exactly what he was doing and didn’t plan on stopping anytime soon. He could tell your face was burning and it wasn’t just the alcohol.

It was far too late once you realized how close his face was to your own. His lips instantly met with yours and you let out a light muffled moan, caught by surprise. You give in, letting him guide you on your back.

Your brain fogged up as lust consumed you both. Your hands mindlessly roamed his neck and hair, welcoming him in to fully press his warm body against yours.

The feeling of his lips opposed his intimidating appearance; they were so soft and delicate as always. They felt like the equivalent of flower petals — but he’d scoff if he ever heard those words out loud.

Sweet gentle smacks filled the room from your lips colliding but never fully separating. After some time your mouth began to sore and the burning tiredness in your jaw intensified. You broke contact for a second just to catch your breath, but Toji wasted no time in taking you by your chin and making you makeout with him all over again.

You hadn’t even noticed he zipped your dress back up. He planned to have you fully naked, but now what he really wanted was to make love with you still inside that alluring piece of fabric.

God, Toji wanted you the moment he caught you crawling on all fours in the bathroom. He just couldn’t hide it anymore — not that he did a very good job at hiding it in the first place. How could you go out without his knowledge? Not invite him along? How dare you have him be the last one to see you look so beautiful? Did you even intend on letting him see you like this? All this ruminating frustrated him.

The lean man pulled back from the kiss to take his shirt off in a swift motion and dove back in to give attention to your neck. His heavy breathing on your skin sent chilling sensations down your spine. He grazed his teeth across your skin and proceeded to leave licks, hickeys and wet smooches on your most sensitive areas. Moans and whimpers slipped out of your mouth and he relished it. Both of you yearned for each other, completely drunk off sexual desire.

You voluntarily wrapped your legs around his thin waist, feeling as his solid manhood slowly began to grind against the soaked material between your legs.

After a while, he stood himself up and gestured for you to turn around on your stomach. You complied, knowing it meant he was ready for the next step - and so were you.

Hearing the shuffling sounds of his remaining clothes fall to the floor bought excitement to you. While he did that, you dug beneath your dress to slide off your drenched underwear and threw them to the side. You looked to the corner of your eye and managed to get a peak at your man and all his glory. Toji was blessed with the body of a million dollar Greek statue and, man, you craved him more than anything. A pillow suddenly landed on your back, nearly making you to jump.

“Put that under you.” He smirked. You immediately had an idea of position he was going for: ‘prone bone’. You thanked the heavens that it wasn’t something crazy this time. You eagerly placed the pillow under your hips and rested your head on your arms.

Toji wished he could soak in this angle of you for a lifetime. Your lower body was angled perfectly for him, and he just couldn’t wait to get inside.

His warm body soon climbed over yours and you felt air hit your butt when he fully pulled up your dress. Next, he framed himself at your aching entrance and a chilling pleasure washed down your back when he finally inserted himself inside. You sighed and let your eyes fall shut; the tense muscles in your neck and shoulders now melting into the sheet. Toji momentarily waited for you to fully adjust, trying his best not to lose his mind at the feeling of your insides.

“Ready?”

You nodded.

He started pumping his hips slowly and the pace gradually picked up on its own. This position is known to aid in deep penetration and good stimulation, so it wasn’t long before you became a moaning mess.

He loved this position because, well, not only did it feel great, but it let him focus on two things at once: the side of your pretty face and the way your ass inevitably bounced off the impact of his hips every time.

You bit your bottom lip and your hands squeezed at the sheets. He was deep, but it managed to make your body tingle like crazy. Your heart rate sped up and you felt like you were about to come already - Until Toji grew bored of keeping up with the same speed.

Just when you thought he was deep enough, he fully lowered his head next to yours and moved his hips in ways to hit spots that you didn’t even know was possible, taunting you by kissing and sucking across your back and shoulders. Your lips parted and your eyes fell to the back of your head. It felt too good. After a few, it quickly became overwhelming to you.

“It’s t-too much, Toji…” you wheezed.

He didn’t stop. You placed one of your hands against his gyrating pelvis to signal him to slow down but he let out a deep and somewhat annoyed hum and removed your hand, taking both your wrists and pinning them on the bed. You couldn’t help but helplessly whine. The overstimulation was enough to make the corners of your eyes water. Still, there was a part of you that liked when he acted like this - and in a way, it turned you on even more.

He ended up hitting a deep spot that brought a foreign pleasure to you that made you moan and curse under your breath. “Hooh my god..” you mumbled. Your body arched into his as he continued to thrust into you, accurately hitting that same spot over and over again. Your legs squeezed, making your walls grip his length tighter than before. The friction felt twice as amazing now. He shivered and groaned before his pace increased, fully letting loose.

Adrenaline raced through your body. Bed squeaks and sounds of pleasure occupied the room and you were at an all time high. Your heart rate accelerated and your muscles tensed while your body begged for him to keep going, don’t stop. The friction had both of your hearts beating out of your chests and Toji’s hard breathing against your shoulder gave you warm shivers down your backbone. Soon all of that exhilarating tension in your body came to an end when that familiar sensation of shock and pleasure completely washed over you. Nevertheless, Toji still fucked you through your orgasm. Your brows furrowed and your lips pursed together, trying to muffle any embarrassingly loud sounds that might come out as stars filled your vision. He was close his own self, hips buffering and struggling to keep up. He could no longer keep himself quiet like before, the pleasure so great, it pushed him to let his grunts and growls free. Your insides tightened around him and shortly, Toji climaxed too.

His forehead dropped against your shoulder and his body froze. He groaned and his muscles tensed like crazy before he went completely limp, falling to the side.

You felt like you might have heard him mumble something, but a weird feeling settled in your stomach that blurred out your surroundings. For some reason your head went hazy and your body felt like it’s been lit on fire.

“Everything good..?” He turned to you. To you it sounded like someone trying to speak to you through a window.

Within a short span of time, you were pathetically on your knees leaning over the toilet as all your breakfast and party foods came spilling out. Toji, who only had his sweatpants on, was kneeled next to you holding back your hair while quietly chucking to himself.

~ End 🌊

[cyberchronics]

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

satoru gojo + reunion (pt. 2)

[pt. 1]

★ pda, pathetic needy gojo (ofc), switch gn reader (s to d), gojo calls your chest tits once, dirty talk, fingering, penetration, marking, dumbification, unprotected sex, creampie, lil overstim, cute ending ★

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after your little stunt, satoru is frustrated for the entire rest of his work trip. exorcising the curse he was called to get rid of was nothing in comparison to the thoughts of you plaguing his mind. every time he closes his eyes the image of you lying pretty in his shirt is projected on his eyelids, yet you remain out of reach. this is torture, satoru thinks.

as soon as you two are back together, he can't help but want you. what's meant to be a sweet kiss in the airport becomes making out in the middle of a crowded terminal, people looking away out of sheer embarrassment. both of you know it's inappropriate, but satoru honestly has more important things to worry about. like the sweet way you whine his name as you finally manage to pry him away for a second of air.

he can barely keep his hands to himself on the ride home, slender fingers reaching over every other second to knead your thigh until you dismiss them once more with a light brush of your hand. despite the long flight he just got off. satoru can't seem to sit still... and can you blame him? with the way he's been missing you, even the smallest touch is like you've been teasing him for hours already.

he's just gotta have you now.

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Unsurprisingly, Satoru has zero self-restraint. He barely waits until you've opened the door to pin you up against the hardwood, lips crashing against yours in a passionate kiss as he starts feeling you up. His hands messily grope you through your clothes, swallowing your words of protest about how the neighbors can definitely see this through their windows and stifling any noises with his tongue.

He does eventually give in, pulling away slowly and admiring the string of spit that follows behind. If not to save you from embarrassment, so that he can take his time sliding off each garment of clothing separating your skin from his own. And as much as he'd love to just rip through your shirt, popping buttons and ruining yet another outfit, you've already complained enough for one day.

By the time you've made it into the bedroom, the only thing left on is your underwear. You're pushed onto the bed, door left wide open as busy hands reach to pull at your waistband. Satoru is practically drooling once he removes the garment. You're already leaking all over your thighs, clear fluid displaying just how much you want him. "So needy..." He mumbles, although he fumbles over himself to grab the half-empty bottle of lube on the nightstand and immediately gets to work stretching you out.

"Feels better than yours, right?" Satoru grins to himself as he watches his fingers pump in and out your wet entrance, lewd noises only adding to his enjoyment. Pale fingers scissor you open relentlessly, only pausing momentarily to spread your hole and admire the strings of lube that cascade down thanks to his hard work. "Fuck... yeah, baby. 's good."

He feels his dick twitch at how whiny you sound, suddenly deciding that you don't need any more preparation as he pins you down and presses messy kisses over your lips. His hand holds you firmly while he begins slipping out of his boxers, trying not to lose control as he lines himself up with you and partially glides in. Being back inside you after so long is like heaven, especially when you inflate his ego by wrapping your arms around his neck and complaining.

"Too big, 'toru... need you to go slower." The sight of you tearing up over his cock, walls fluttering desperately around him while trying to make space has him leaning down to groan in your ear. A line of kisses is pressed against your flushed skin until he meets your chest. "Teasing me like that when you know I'm a day away from you..." His hands squeeze the fat that lies there, lips pressing against your nipples in a soft massage. "I bet you were playing with these cute tits, too."

Satoru practically makes out with your chest, pressing open-mouth kisses against it while his hand slides down to massage your thigh as he eases himself further inside of you. It's a welcome distraction from the girth that fills you entirely, though fat tears still stream down your heated cheeks. Eventually, when he bottoms out, you're gifted a moment of reprise to catch your breath. "Pretty body missed me, huh?"

A long finger travels lower, tracing the border of where your bodies intersect as he hums lovingly. Smooth hands grab your thighs and guide your knees to hook over his shoulders. "That's okay. I missed it too." He leans down to bite your neck, replacing the fading hickeys from before he left. He loves marking you up, staking his claim on you so anyone who looks can see that you're taken. The way dark red fades into purple as the days pass, eventually fading and leaving a blank canvas for him to paint with his teeth once more.

Once the room goes quiet, only filled with the sound of short breaths, he starts to move. Shallow thrusts are given in earnest as he gets you ready, already struggling to hold himself back. "Squeezing me so tight... must want me to ruin you." Satoru pants into your ear, but he's already falling apart at the seams. His mind is becoming hazier the faster he fucks into you, your body sucking him in and making him go dumb. The way you laugh softly in between moans isn't helping either, especially when you hold his hips still and reach up to cup his face.

"Is it too much?" Even when you're getting fucked into the mattress you're still so considerate of him, stroking his cheek and giving him another messy kiss. "Let me take over, okay?" He agrees with a small nod, pulling out slowly and rolling over to lie on his back. It's a little pathetic, giving into pleasure as quickly as he does, but Satoru couldn't care less. Not when it means you'll climb into his lap, lining his leaky tip up with your entrance and sinking down.

It's so sexy to watch you ride his cock like a pro when five minutes ago you were crying over it being inside. You don't even need him to guide you, the hand he places on your waist is only for decoration as you work to drive both of you over the edge. It's obvious he's gonna be the one who cums first, short nails leaving shallow marks in your skin with every roll of your hips. "C'mon, baby. Wan' it inside."

Soft lips attack his body and leave love bites at his collarbone, just low enough that he's still capable of hiding it with a shirt. The change of angle has Satoru scrambling for purchase along your back, rolling his hips up and moaning freely as he cums deep inside. His mind is blank as he's pushed into overstimulation, stuck watching as you use him to chase your orgasm. After a few seconds, you follow behind him, liquid painting his chest before you promptly slump over on it, not bothering to pull him out.

It takes a few minutes for the two of you to recuperate, a stupid grin on Satoru's face when he regains his common sense. He uses his thumb to get rid of your drying tears, pressing a kiss to each cheek and gaining a sense of satisfaction when you smile at him. "Love you, 'Toru." A tender kiss is pressed to your lips, thumb still stroking your face as he takes your breath away. It's an intimate moment, the shiny red cherry on top of your perfect reunion. "Love you too."

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a/n: im actually really happy with this? feels like the first time ive put this much detail into a fic but im so into it // expect a few more fics before val's day <3 i have a few things in my drafts that im pretty excited for ♡

[plutos-little-space]

Little!Gojo agere moodboard!!ミ★

☆ i think he’d be a flip, but in hidden inventory he’s totally a little.

☆ geto was definitely his caregiver!!

☆ most spoiled little guy ever

DNI BANNERミ★ ★Divider★

[lieutenantak]

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(it looks like a boomer post but i'm trying my best)

and feel free to send requests if you have some 👍

ATEEZ fanarts 🔥

-> Gotta work

-> Vogue San (cleaner ?)

-> Vogue San (sketch)

-> Summer ANITEEZ

-> Vampire Yeo

-> Coachella San (w/ colours)

-> Drunk kitty San

-> Coachella San (sketch)

-> Sandeokis for the soul

-> MAMA 2023 San

-> Bouncy

-> Guerilla Hwa sketch

-> Guerilla San (Hello82 contest)

-> Accurate ATEEZ chibis (according to San)

-> Outlaw San + smol woosan comic

-> smol San meets big San

-> Waterbomb Jongho and joong (sketch)

Stray Kids fanarts ⚡

-> Red Lights Chan

-> Pool Changbin sketches (SKZ Code)

Helluverse fanarts (Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss) 🖤

-> Helluva Boss fanarts - Sketch dump

-> Helluva Boss fanart - Deadly Sins

-> Helluva Boss fanart - Verosika sketch

-> Helluva Boss fanart - Human DIsguise IMP

-> Helluva Boss fanart - IMPsona

-> Helluva Boss fanart - Ozzie and Stolas negociate

-> Helluva Boss fanart - Moxxie sketch

-> Hazbin Hotel fanart - Cursed Cat Alastor

League of Legends fanarts 🐱

-> Heartsteel Sett

-> Heartsteel Sett (sketch)

-> Ocean Song Seraphine

-> K/DA MORE series

Anime fanarts 🌀

-> Jujutsu Kaisen fanart - Nanami sketches

Other works 🫀

-> Sketch dump #1

-> OC - Carter the model (sketch)

-> OC - Carter still is half-clothed because why not (sketch)

-> Fanart - Chocola Sketch

-> Fanart - Paris Paloma 'Labour'

-> Fanart - Magical Doremi Sketch

-> OC - Sunburnt Carter (meme)

-> Fanart - The Mafia Nanny Garbiel et Davina

-> OC - Nicole's revealing outfit (+ bonus Carter approval)

-> Sketch dump #2 - Instagram requests

-> OC - Dumb sketches

-> Fanart - Deadpool and Wolverine

-> Fanart - French Revolution Miku

[eleganzadellarosa]

Anime

Oneshots - 1️⃣ Series - 📖 Drabbles - ✂️ Headcannons - 💭 Ongoing - 🌀

Smut - 🔞 Fluff - 🎀 Angst - 🖤 Suggestive - 👀

Jujutsu Kaisen (JJK)

Gojo

Make You Feel Good 1️⃣🔞

Geto

Nanami

Toji

Choso

Make You Feel Good 1️⃣🔞

[voldkat]

satoru gojo jjk as a rain world iterators because why not . his name is six eyes

i have no crosover lore for him i just wanted to draw him

[spiral-writing-stuff]

Hey mfs I’m making my character x reader blog finally!:pp

You may call me Spiral🌀

Here is my bsd masterlist

RULES AND REQUEST INFORMATION: PLEASE READ BEFORE REQUESTING

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!

ALL SMUT REQUESTS WILL BE POSTED TO THIS SMUT BLOG FROM HERE ON OUT!

This was a Bungo stray dogs blog but I want to write from other fandoms like fire emblem, jujutsu Kaisen, baldur’s gate 3(once I learn more about it), the case study of vanitas, Arcane and Spiderverse (mainly for hobie brown and Jessica drew) cuz I definitely get the sudden urge to write for other fandoms :ppp

so just ask me if I write for a specific character from those series! If I don’t know the character well I will just research.

You can request anything within the rules but please request smut on this blog from now on!

The most characters you can request in a single request is currently 3,(maybe 4) I’ll only do headcanons and sometimes short scenarios if it’s two or more characters requested

I don’t write for OCs

You can request any character(s) but I’m best at writing the following:

Kunikida Doppo

Nakajima Atsushi

Fukuzawa Yukichi

Dazai Osamu

Yosano Akiko

Edogawa Ranpo

Akutagawa Ryūnosuke

Higuchi Ichiyō

Oguri Mushitarō

Izumi Kyouka

I can write reader x Kyouka, Kenji, or Q but it will always be platonic if the reader is older!! No exceptions!

Fire Emblem

I’ve played fe awakening, fe echoes shadows of Valentia, fe three houses and fe three hopes, So I know to write for most characters of those games.

Arcane

Most characters

Vanitas no carte/The case study of vanitas

Noe Archiviste

Vanitas

Dominique De Sade

Jeanne

Amelia Ruth

Dante

Jujutsu Kaisen

Most characters from jjk I don’t feel like typing them all out man😭

Rules for requesting:

These rules don’t necessarily apply to just bsd characters but they apply to all requests! And these rules apply to requests, not fics I make for myself!

If you don’t specify the gender than I’ll mostly go with GN! Or Fem, I also write for Male!Reader. That being said, I always automatically try to omit the gender of the reader

Specify if you want the relationship to be romantic or platonic example: “dazai pranking reader hcs (platonic)”

AND PLEASE! When requesting two or more characters specify if you want them together or separate! Example: “can I get kunikida and dazai dating hcs?(separate)” or (can I get kunikida x reader x dazai?”

When requesting please provide as much information as you can! Example: “Can I get a ranpo x fem!reader Where they go on a date to the amusement park?(romantic)” “can I get a kunikida comforting reader after a panic attack?(platonic)”

If you don’t specify any of this it’ll take me more time to think of a scenario, and I’ll end up going with my own ideas.

I will write: fluff, angst (I’ll try), crack, relationship hcs, gore(as in fight scenes and injuries, ik this isn’t exactly sfw but yk, I’ll just put a warning)general headcanons