#jujutsu kaisen x y/m

[itsfairly]

Nighttime Care // Nanami Kento x gn!reader

word count: 5.5k (ops)

cw: fluff, gender neutral!reader, established couple, petnames (sweetheart, sweetie, honey, darling, dear) not proofread (when is it?)

summary: work, work, and more work, it just seems like nanami can't catch a break from all this overtime. its exhausting, and you can see that and decide to give a helping hand.

notes: time to pass all the silly scenarios I've thought off instead of the outlines for the other fics i have on my drafts ❤

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Tired.

Tired, tired, tired.

While it was a significantly better change when he quit his job as a salaryman and returned to his life as a sorcerer, Nanami hated how overtime seemed to follow him. But he hated how overtime not only meant coming home late and all tired. Now it meant coming late to you and being robbed of his time with his sweetheart.

It was way past midnight by the time he got through the front door, huffing almost too loudly as he kicked his shoes off and stepped into the quiet of your house.

No show playing on the TV with you on the couch all curled up waiting for him.

No smells coming from the kitchen with your back facing him as you hum to yourself with your attention on making tonight's dinner.

No running up to him to wrap your arms around him and pepper his face with your lips as you welcomed him home in a muffle.

No you to brighten such a shift at work.

Maybe it was better this way. It was late and you had work tomorrow, you had every right to be asleep right now. The slight disappointment from no sign of you awake quickly turns towards himself. How could he be selfish enough to expect you to wait for him at this hour? He had insisted that you should not wait for him so late, you had your own stuff outside of your relationship together and he rather that you would at least rest easy. Besides, you couldn't see him like this—dark eye bags, a deep frown, and barely standing. Nanami always wanted to be presentable before you, you deserved to see him at his best, not...not like this.

Yet, his heavy steps betrayed him. Despite his best attempts to keep you asleep, your light sleep triggered and caused you to groan awake. You turn on the bed, trying to find the source of the sound that interrupted your sleep only to see the bedroom door open as Nanami slipped between spaces. Silent mutters help you recognize Nanami's voice, your mind finally catching up to what your senses were telling you. With a squint of your eyes, you look at Nanami with your lips curling downwards. His voice sounded tired, his steps were dragging across the floor, and he simply seemed overworked to no surprise. Overtime simply wasn't anyone's choice of spending the night.

"Kento?" You called out in a groan, still feeling a bit drowsy from your interrupted sleep.

Your tired voice makes him sigh, giving him another reason to feel upset after a long shift. Not at you though, he didn't want to wake you up and he tried really hard to let you rest. With a heavy sigh, his shoulder slouched slightly as he turned to look at you, making his way to sit on the edge of the bed right in front of where you were laying down.

"Sorry, sweetie. Didn't want to wake you up." Nanami whispers, a tinge of jealousy in his voice. Seeing how cozy you looked on the bed made him want to be in your place and be able to rest as easily as you, he needed to lay down next to you and sleep. But he couldn't just yet. "I'm home..." He adds, a hand coming up his face to remove his goggles and holding him in a fist.

"Don't worry about that," You assured him, feeling the bed shift as he sat on the edge of it.

With a yawn, you sit up to try and wake yourself up now that he is back. Despite still being zoned out from sleep, it didn't take much to notice just how exhausted he was. It was a sad sight to your eyes, even sadder knowing that this wasn't new at all.

You wrap your arms around Nanami and pull him down to the bed right on top of you, feeling how he slightly jumped at this. Though he was surprised at the action, he felt himself relax when his head met your chest, realizing a groan out of how nice your body felt after such a long day.

"Welcome home, honey." You whispered, your hand rubbing circles on his back.

"S'tired, soo tired." He mumbled against you, using his hand to rub his eyes as if that would get rid of his fatigue.

However, it was hard considering how he felt like he might drift off at any moment. He couldn't fall asleep. Even if he was struggling to stay awake, he didn't want to sleep just yet when he was still in his work clothes.

It was awful how much this happened and every time you would react the same. How could you keep your lips from frowning when Nanami looked and sounded this tired? When his body practically flopped against yours so easily? Nanami was a hardworking person and you admired that. What you did not admire was how much he pulled over time despite hating it with his entire being, constantly doing it over and over again. But this time it looked like work was harsh on him. Sure, he had no injuries or anything like that. Regardless, it was later than the usual time he came back from overtime and he looked much weary than usual.

You sighed, wishing you could do more than just comfort him. For the time being, all you could do was offer soft caresses over his back. "I know, honey," you whispered.

His head peaks out of your chest, meeting your soft frown at him. Your concerned eyes, your hand on his back, your quiet whispers...you were worried for him, that much was obvious with how gentle you were rather than telling him off for coming home late yet again.

"Sorry. I had to work overtime to-" A yawn cuts him off, his hand muffling his lips while his mind tries to coax him into falling asleep by focusing on how he could rest just like this. Yet, he didn't want to seem rude by simply greeting you and falling asleep on you. You deserved more than just a tired man-

"Why are you apologizing?" You asked softly, cutting his line of thought before you even knew what he was thinking.

In your mind, you saw no reason for him to apologize. Work was work, he was providing just as much (definitely more) than you were and it was normal. What wasn't was how frequently his work would cut not only into their time together but also into his time to rest and relax. You could never hold something like this against him knowing that it wasn't his choice to stay longer at work. Stress, fatigue, soreness in his eyes alone, dark and sunken from how much this has happened as of late.

No. He had no reason to apologize.

But Nanami didn't see it that way. You deserved more than this...not eating alone or going to sleep alone. He wanted and needed to give you some time with him, he didn't want to be this exhausted, barely functioning person to you. Even if you didn't understand why he was apologizing, he still needed to apologize.

"I'm sorry for-"

Your hand took his hand, interrupting him as you wrapped your hand around his and sat up on the bed. With a sigh, you take his goggles from his hand and place them on the nightstand.

"Stop it. You have nothing to apologize for, got it?" You said gently, wanting to be as soft-spoken as you could to not disturb him, let alone let him think that you were angry at him. Why would you get angry over this? It wasn't his fault and you knew that tonight would be different had he had a say in whether he was going to pull overtime tonight.

Helping him sit up again, your hands slip underneath his blazer on his shoulders, rubbing down his arms to help him take it off and setting it on the other side of the bed. As the fabric left his arms, Nanami rested his head against your shoulder with a small groan, placing a hand on your arm to stop you. Sure, it felt nice to have you touch him like this, but he didn't feel like he deserved it. He left you alone for the evening and came home late. How could he let you do more for him than he deserved? His eyes might barely be open and he might be very, very tired, but he couldn't make you feel obligated to help him.

"Darling," he mumbled, sounding unconvincing of pushing your help away, "you don't need to. I..." He sighs, feeling that slight burn in his eyes with a blink, "...I don't want you to see me like this."

He felt very worn-out, slower than usual as if gravity weighed twice as much tonight. Even so, he didn't want you to think you had to help him. He didn't like this side of him where you couldn't lean on him, it made him feel like a burden to you when he had already interrupted your sleep.

But he was met with your head leaning against his, trying to comfort him further as you saw him frown.

If there was something everyone agreed about Nanami it's that he is a selfless person. Someone always wanting to help others, protect them, put them before himself. It was actually one of the many sides that made you fall for him. So it was easy to understand why he was so self-conscious at that moment. It was a juxtaposition of the man he usually is: capable, sufficient, and reliable. Qualities that his fatigue was preventing him from being, but that didn't mean he had to be ashamed of it.

"I wanna help you though."

"You're already doing more than enough by welcoming me home. You should be telling me off for coming so late, not comforting me like this." He explained, his eyelids heavy from the way your warm cheeks touched his temple.

You shook your head, hands coming to his neck and tracing over his tie for her fingers to quickly undo it.

"I've told you already, you have nothing to feel bad for and I have nothing to be angry about." You pulled on his tie, wrapping it around your hand until it was rolled up and then placing it close to his blazer on the bed. "You're tired and overworked. I can't let you do things on your own when I can help you, especially when I want to help my love."

Nanami lifts his head out of your shoulder, trying to straighten up in his seat as you stripped him of the many layers that weighed him down. As much as he tried to make it seem otherwise, you were right—he was tired and overworked, far more than what he could handle. With you so set on helping him, the least he could do was stop his nagging and let you help. It was a bit embarrassing that work has rendered him this weak, not from some kind of injuries but simply because of how body felt ready to shut down at any moment.

Here he was—a grown man of his age acting like a helpless child. He would've protested again had it not been for how devoted towards helping him, towards him. You might be doing what any caring spouse would do, but to him it felt like giving him a small break he didn't deserve.

His lips still find it in them to curl in the slightest as he says tiredly, "thank you, love."

"Happy to help," you answered.

And there it was, that beautiful smile that melted away your frown once he gave in to your aid.

It was silent for a few moments in the room except from the click-click sound after you unclasped his suspenders from his trousers, setting them on the side. There was little to no light, only the nightstand lamp and whatever else managed to slip in from the window, with him tired and you undressing him as your hands slid to his shirt.

Careful to not startle him, your fingers undo his buttons and reveal more and more of his skin with each. Once they were all undone, you slipped your hands underneath his shirt, feeling a few bumps in the way that made you pinch your brows together confused. It wasn't until you started to slide the shirt off his arms that the bumps made sense—they were actually dents that ran front to back on his torso. Though they didn't seem serious, it makes your lips pout.

"I didn't know you had these."

Nanami's eyes look away from you and down to his own chest where your eyes focused on. In all honesty, he rarely acknowledged these—they were just marks left by his suspenders, a small price to pay from his daily attire. Sure, they were tight enough, restrictive enough to leave a mark on his body, but he didn't see any reason to mention them.

"It's nothing, love. They don't hurt at all."

Despite his assurance, your eyes seemed glued to his body. They were just a result of constantly wearing suspenders to a pretty physical job, no pain would come from them. Yet, seeing these marks meant more than just that. It was about the amount of time for these marks to set in the first place, making you realize just how long and much his workday was. Hours that, if they left this kind of mark in his body, were enough to lead to this exhaustion you could see in him.

That's when your fingers begin to think on their own. Your hand comes back up to his shoulder, but rather than resting your palm over it, your fingers graze over the marks and delicately follow down the path on his chest.

As your mind lets your hands do as you wish, Nanami could feel how worried you were from your touch alone. It was gentle but it had that hint of caution, as if too much pressure would make it uncomfortable for him. It made him feel vulnerable. He could see your mind running with all these thoughts from his marks alone. You knew he hated overtime, you knew he was stubborn to work despite his better judgment, and you both knew he needed to rest.

These marks reminded him how much he worked on a day alone.

These marks showed you how hard he worked alone for the two of you.

Underneath your fingertips, Nanami allowed himself to savor your touch further by closing his eyes for a second, unable to prevent the sigh that escapes his lips that makes you snap from your trance and look up at him. Though you knew it was best to hurry up and help him get ready for bed, something within her sparked at his marks. Your free hand decides to follow the other’s steps and comes up to the other side of Nanami’s body, roaming gently down the marks his suspenders have left behind. Soft, delicate, and gentle touches, but most importantly, loving touches.

Nanami stays still, letting you graze all over his body as he swallows down his self-conscious thoughts. It tickled a little to have your hands go so slow and so lightly over his skin, making his muscles tense underneath them. Despite that, he didn’t want your hands to stop, so he doesn't make any effort to as his eyes follow how your hands move down his body and earn a ghost of a moan from him. He couldn’t help himself when his exhaustion made it hard to think much, but you were just being so patient and caring and loving and…and so many other things that made him thank whatever deity that allowed him to be with you, that allowed him to have you as his everything.

Your hands come to a halt at his moan, your heart picking up a pace. At first, you worried the touch was actually hurting or unsettling to him when his body tensed, interpreting his moan as a groan. But when you looked up and saw how his eyes were glued on you and your hands moving across his body as if he wanted to take it all in rather than push you away, you let your hands rest on him and slide back up to his shoulders. You got a little carried away and you didn’t want to tire him any more.

“You do so much for us…for me.” You start with a whisper, “I don’t know what I did to deserve you, Kento.”

And see, hearing you say that makes absolute nonsense to him. It catches him off guard.

Your eyes meet, him shaking off his exhaustion for a second to open his a bit more, to actually be able to look at you. Despite how your hands and eyes roam up and down his body, Nanami feels no lust or desire under your touch. It was careful, sweet, just as he has come to expect from you whenever you caught him in this state.

This was just his spouse’s stare, you were his spouse. It wasn’t a matter of whether or not you deserved it (you did, that’s simply out of the question). He wanted to do all this, whatever he could for you. He would sacrifice so much just so you wouldn’t have to worry or work hard. As he stares back at you, eyes looking up and down at his beautiful darling before him, he smiled softly. Though your words made no sense to him, they were a reminder of how thankful he was that you worried, that you were thankful for him like he was for you. A reminder of how much he loved you and hoped that, though he didn’t say it out loud enough, you would still know that without a doubt in between the lines…

“You deserved it.” He answers back.

You chuckled. Of course he would think that and smile like this was nothing. Yet, there was something about his smile. You hated how tired it looked, how tired he looked. But when he smiled right now, softly telling her one thing to mean another…You shook your head, shifting your hands on his bare shoulders to rub circles over his skin and soothe whatever tension you could feel there.

“You’re the one working to the point of exhaustion while I fall asleep before you come home. You do much more for me than I do for you.”

“You do a lot for me,” Nanami started, his brows pinching slightly when you kept discrediting yourself, “you work around the house, keep the place nice…you’re taking care of me even right now after I woke you up. You do plenty for me. This is not up for debate.” He chuckles, not even letting you argue about how little you did for him because that wasn’t the case.

Your gaze softness as your hands come up to his jaw before running your fingers down to his chin. Even through that tension and obvious lack of energy, he still found it in him to appreciate her, to be adamant about her contributions and have her see them. Silently, your eyes flash that gratitude of him to him, admiring each feature on his face.

It was a soft touch, the kind of touch that makes you wonder if it was skin to skin or a feather to skin. It was a quiet but loud way of letting him know how much you appreciate him back. The kind of love and fondness that he needed after another shift.

“I’ll always see it that way, you know?” Nanami adds, “It’s for us, so we can be comfortable. But most of all, so I can spoil you like you deserve it.”

You smile at him, unable to keep it in yourself to kiss him so you do. You lean in to press a quick and soft peck on his lips, taking a step further to remind him of how much he meant to you. You lean back, careful to not over do your kiss when he is this tired. But rest assured, that a small kiss such as that one was enough for Nanami to feel the weight of it, making him feel loved.

“Let’s get you off of these, yeah?” You whispered, your hands sliding off the marks from his suspenders, though you made a mental note to show them some extra love when he was much more in the mood.

You kissed his cheek and readjusted how you were sitting on the bed, going back to the reality that it was quite late, he was exhausted, and you both could use the rest. Shaking off those thoughts, you were set back on your original mission to help him get ready for bed. Your hands go down to his belt, carefully undoing it and pulling it off the loops of his trousers.

But it proved to be much harder to shake off those thoughts from earlier when his body was on display like this, especially as you helped him slide off said trousers after putting his belt aside with the rest of his garments. It wasn’t just the suspenders’ marks, but also his muscles coupled with the feeling of his skin and hair against her hands that made Nanami shake his head with a chuckle as he called out your name.

“You’re doing it again, love.” He wasn’t oblivious to the effect he was having on you, how he was getting you going, as he softly mumbled your name softly.

“Doing what?” You asked with a smirk and a raised eyebrow, trying to play innocent. After all, it was merely a split second you were staring, right?

“Staring at me.” Nanami smiled wider, leaning forward now that this reaction from you gave him a small boost of energy, all just to tease you. “Are you admiring your husband, dear?”

You knew he was just teasing, especially when he was pulling such a pet name by the end of it and leaned forward towards you. You weren’t blind either, apparently you weren’t the only one enjoying a show with your spouse as the star of it, not when his eyes followed your hand and slowly drifted to other parts of you.

“If I was, I’m sure I wasn’t the only one, am I?” You teased right back, looking at him with that smirk still on your face without moving an inch away from him and in fact, deciding to double it down by resting a hand on his thighs.

“A man can’t love the person he married anymore?” Nanami chuckled, silently taking everything in. Your body, your face, your voice…nothing from you was not appealing, you were truly perfect in his eyes.

His answer makes you laugh. You took a small breath, hand sliding off his thigh and across the bed until it finds his own hand, resting yours on top of his as your gaze returns to his. A smile comes to your lips, your heart starting to feel lighter and faster with every beat. Tease or not, Nanami was a natural at making you feel like this.

“A husband can definitely love their spouse.” You replied, your voice having a slight tease in it as well.

“Especially when they are so beautiful.” Nanami adds, his smile growing soft as he leaned against your forehead and closed his eyes. He still felt tired, but he really liked this moment with you right now, feeling as if it was making up for the time he’s been away from you. So he wanted to stay in it a little longer.

“I see, so that’s why you were starting too.” You whispered, though there is the hint of a giggle in your voice that Nanami is able to pick on, going as far as being able to hear your smile.

“Yeah, that is why.” Nanami sighs, laying back on the bed and resting his head on your thighs, groaning softly once he feels his back meet the bed. He could feel how your hands immediately found his hair, gently combing his blond locks with your fingers.

It was comfortable, he didn’t want to move. He wanted to fall asleep just like this. Not yet though. He still wanted to be with you, feel you like this. Even if the two of you weren’t talking much and he was tired out of his mind, you being here and letting him be like this on your lap was enough to calm him further. You being here made him calm.

“I’ve been so busy.” Nanami mumbles, taking a deep breath as his eyes closed for a second.

“It’s okay.” You assured him. “It’s work.”

But there was something in your voice that didn’t match your words. Nanami knew what it was—how much you wanted him to cut back on overtime for his sake. But your words felt as if you were trying to let him know that you wouldn’t hold it against him how his work cuts into his time with you, that he didn’t need to feel that kind of guilt from you. He knew he needed to set a firmer boundary with work so he could put you first like he wanted to, rather than making you worry like this.

Just imagining you falling asleep, waiting for him to come back only for him to come long after, was painful. He didn’t want that for you anymore.

He shakes his head, his hand coming up to yours that was losing its fingers across his hair, stopping your movements. No matter how many times you assured him, how much you tried to be understanding, he didn’t want this to drag on. Work was work, true. But it shouldn’t be overtaking his life, be more important than you were to him. You came before that, and anything for that matter, it wasn’t up to debate. Especially when you were so patient and caring to him despite how neglectful he can be.

“I shouldn’t…” He sighed, taking some time to form over his words. He didn’t want, let alone deserve, so many passes and he wanted to own up to all those times he had to come home late. “Don’t worry so much about me, please,” it’s what he ends up saying.

His words are met with a soft squeeze of your hand after you turn your hand around to be holding his, your free hand coming down to rest around his chest. You could see what he meant with that.

Don’t wait for me.

I can handle myself.

You don’t have to forgive me so easily.

Truth be told, you knew other people would grow irritated at their husbands coming home late, scolding them for the time they finally arrive and leading to distrust. But being married to a jujutsu sorcerer like him…it was a different case. You trusted him with this job, knowing how much more fulfilling it was than working corporate; trusted him to be careful and learned the kind of things he had to deal with. It was a dangerous job, it was exhausting, and you wonder how he can even ask you to not worry. To not worry about Nanami was simply against your marriage vows. You couldn’t do that.

“You’re my husband. I’m supposed to worry about you.”

“Just trust that I’ll be fine.” Nanami said softly, a small sigh leaving his lips as he looked up at you.

He could see that concern in your eyes. Though it is nice to have someone who worries about him, there’s still that annoying part in him that makes him feel guilty for making you worry in the first place. Yet, he knew that he couldn’t blame you. No matter how many times he insisted on you not waiting up for him or on tending his wounds, he knew you would still worry about him. In a way, you both just wanted to do more for the other—you felt like he did a lot for you and he felt like he didn’t do enough for you.

“I’m tired, love,” he mumbles, rubbing his eyes with his free hand, “let’s not fight…not tonight.”

“It’s not fighting,” you let go of his hand, letting it slip to his cheek. You knew better than to try and argue when he was this tired, let alone when you knew he had the best intentions even if he dismissed himself so often. “I do trust you, but I still need to care for the person I love so much..”

Nanami chuckled, looking up at you with a tired smile. As he took a deep breath, he could feel how lucky and thankful he was at this moment. Even if a part of him tried to weigh him down with this guilt over how things seemed to be in his mind, you somehow knew how to show him the reality of things. He wasn’t neglectful like his mind was telling him, not when he was trying to peel his eyes open just to spend more time with you. You weren’t forgiving because he was your husband, but because you trusted him enough with your heart. You weren’t worried over him because he came late, you worried because you loved him.

Before he can even answer, you gently pull him off your lap and lay his head back down on the bed. You stand up, patting his shoulder.

“I’ll get your pajamas.” You smile at him, the kind of smile that says don’t worry about a thing, before you turn to his dresser.

Nanami thanks you, sitting up on the bed and stretching his arms and back. The room quiets down, neither of you saying a word as you come back with his night garments and placing them by his side to let him put them on. Not yet done, you take all of his work clothes and turn back to the dresser to put his clothes away while he changes. Some are set aside for the laundry basket, others are hung back up, and others tucked away in the drawers.

Once done with that task, you turn back to head to the bed, laying down underneath the sheets like you were long before he came back for work. He was a bit slow in putting his pajamas on to no one’s surprise since he might as well fall asleep right then and there, but eventually he lays down next to you after turning off the lights, his body facing yours. You wrap an arm around him, pulling yourself closer, sighing when he does the same by rolling on his back and letting you rest your head on his chest to which you happily do.

“I’m surprised you lasted so long without dropping unconscious onto the bed.” You said softly, a tinge of a tease in your voice.

Nanami chuckles, a yawn following soon after as fatigue starts to get to him after god knows how many hours of working.

“So am I. I’ve been like that for hours, honestly.” He pulls you a bit closer, his hand gently grazing up and down your arm. A touch that made your body melt into his body. “But it was worth it. I got to spend more time with you, even if I only had half a brain to see you.”

You hummed, your head turning up to look at him before pressing a kiss on his shoulder. You decided to not say anything, wanting him to get that rest he not only needed but also deserved. That doesn’t mean his words don’t make your heart flutter, even as he says them in that hoarse voice from how tired he was, it made them feel much more softer that he pushed himself to let her know that.

You lift up the covers and let yourself get comfortable with him as your pillow and you in his arms, the two of you cuddling in the quiet and silent room. A few seconds pass, then minutes, and you were sure he had already fallen asleep as evident by his deep breath that made your head rise and fall with his chest, his heart serving as your personal lullaby. Knowing that you had done everything you could for him in this moment, you let yourself close your eyes and begin to return to your sleep from earlier.

Though before you could truly fall into slumber, you feel his head lean against yours, a soft kiss placed on the top of your head that makes your heart beat for him, feeling safe in his arms as he manages to finally answer back to you from earlier:

“I love you too, dear. Thank you…for everything you do.”

Nanami would’ve said more, he probably wanted to have it not been from how his words slurred as his body was finally claimed over by that sleep he pushed off for far too long. After all, now that he finally got his fill of you, he could now rest properly.

[gojoandtojisleftnut]

#gojo steals kisses from you when you sleep. When he comes back late at night from a mission and sees you sound asleep he gently bends down and steals one or two kisses until you’re half awake. Neither of you speak. you acknowledge each other by continuing your pecks a bit faster than before, the feeling of your lips on his enough to make you feel safe and reassured that he’s back.

[bellinghamenthusiast]

PRETTY VIDEO - GOJO SATORU X CAMBOY! READER

📸: in which satoru gets all whiny for his favorite streamer.

“what a dirty bitch, getting off to a stranger?”

you snickered as you looked at the screen, watching satoru rub the tip desperately.

“t-this isn’t- fuck- funny!”

satoru whined as he continued to play with his cock. he needed so much more, he wanted you, he needed to be inside you.

todays stream was pretty basic, you fucked yourself on the toy satoru donated to you, moaned a bit, berated the viewers, and came all over the bed.

as you ended the stream, you noticed a little message from your number one supporter.

“answer my call, please baby, i need to see you.”

with a generous donation of 500 dollars? you quickly accepted satoru’s call.

it’s how you ended up in this situation. you weren’t doing anything, hell you were still cleaning up from the stream.

but seeing satoru so desperate to touch himself while you watched just.. made something inside of you click.

“you’re such a whore, satoru. i can’t believe you’re wasting money on a pretty camboy like me.”

you mocked satoru again, a whine escaping his lips as he heard you.

“you’re so pretty i just.. hng.. i just had to get you all to myself..”

satoru replied as his hand engulfed his twitching cock. loud moans and whines escaped his pale lips as he starting pumping faster, you smirked to yourself as you watched satoru embarrass himself infront of you.

“god ‘m so close.. please prince let me cum.. please please please..”

satoru pleaded as his movements got sloppier, his breathing heavier and his eyes rolling back.

you had to stop a giggle that was threatening to escape your lips, you grinned at the camera and spoke in a sickly sweet tone.

“go on, ‘toru. make yourself a mess, you whore. what would your friends think of you cumming to a camboy, hm? such a dirty bitch, cumming to a video call.”

you sneered as you sat back, crossing your legs.

satoru’s moans and whimpers were getting louder, he was basically rutting into his hand. he was imagining it was your hand, pumping him and whispering into his ear.

“hng.. ‘m gonna.. ‘m gonna..”

he couldn’t take it anymore, he climaxed. ropes of cum shot out as he let out a pathetic whine. it stained his laptop. half of his webcam was blurred due to the thick liquid slowly dripping.

“you’re cute, ‘toru. we should meet up soon and maybe ‘ll give you a little more than just a stream.”

you said slyly as you waved at the camera, hanging up and leaving satoru alone.

satoru looked at himself in the webcam and slightly cringed.

“i just came all over my macbook..”

“..wait.. did he say he wanted to meet up?”

satoru mumbled as a big dorky grin crept up on his face.

he looked at his cock, then at your streaming profile.

“ha.. ‘ll show him..”

©bellingham 2024. do not steal or plagiarize my work!

[kaisers-house-of-desires]

helo helloooo ☺️ this is my first request ever lol so sorry if I come off as idk weird or straight forward ig But can I request a nanami or sakuna ((jjk)) with the themes being bdsm/toy use?? ((Totally didn't take me forever to muster up the courage to type this out lmfao))

🌕 ((sorry I feel awkward not leaving sum u can ignore it if you'd like))

Ah welcome, patron! I’m honored that I can be your first time, so to speak~

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Title: Under the King's Control

Characters: Dom!Sukuna x sub!m!reader

Contains: BDSM, toy usage(cock ring, anal plug), orgasm control, vocal control, degradation, rough sex, bondage

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

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You were unsure of how long he was toying with you, but you honestly couldn't complain.

You were bound to a low legged table, arms tied up above your head, and your legs bound at the ankles to two of the legs on the table, spreading your legs and exposing your toy stuffed ass in this mating press position. You cock weeped with precum, though nothing else would exit due to the ring he had placed on you soon after the session started.

You were a whimpering mess, eyes hazed with lust as you wiggled your ass with what room you could muster. You were aching for more than the stretching of the plug that was stuffed in you. You were internally begging for your master you fill you with his cock, but he had commanded you to be silent as he watched from above.

"You're being very well behaved, brat..." Sukuna's voice was deep, startling you with a small gasp. "I'm impressed. I had assumed you would have broken by now."

You didn't speak. You were only allowed to answer his questions, not respond to general sentences.

Sukuna stepped over, tapping the end of the plug that was buried deep inside of your ass. Your legs twitched, and soft, shaky gasps left you. He tugged on it, the toy pulling and pressing against the tight rings of your hole, yet you remained silent, your quivering legs being the only response.

"Good...such a good toy you are~" He kept pulling until your rings expanded, the plug now pulled out only for him to press it deep back inside. Your eyes widened as you writhed against the sudden insertion, roughly biting your lip to silence anything that tried to sound from you. "It's almost ready~ Or...should I just stuff you right away, and spread you further myself?"

God you thought he'd never ask. You answered happily, practically cock drunk. "S-Stuff me, Master! Please, I beg of you! S-Stuff me...f-fill me! I need it!"

Sukuna chuckled at your desperation, tugging at the toy once more until it slid out of you. You wouldn't have to wait long for him, as he was already positioning himself over your stretched hole.

"I want to hear you scream, worm. I want to hear who's making you feel good as your pathetic ass is pounded, understand?"

You nodded eagerly. "Y-Yes, Lord Sukuna!"

Without another word, Sukuna entered you, and you were finally allowed to let out all the pleased sounds you were holding back, eyes rolling back into your skull from the sudden bliss. He didn't hold back either, slamming into you with such fervor that your vision nearly turned white.

"M-Master Sukuna~!"

You knew your throat would be hoarse after this, but you didn't care. The stretch of your ass with his cock was nothing compared to the plug. Sukuna was much bigger than the toy, and it left you a fucked out mess. Your voice echoed off the walls, screams of bliss sounding like music to Sukuna's ears as you babbled out his name and title. He held onto in such a way that allowed him to fuck into you deeply, leaving a small bulge forming in your stomach with every thrust.

"M-Mas...ster Su-Sukuna...P-Please...cum...Wanna c-cum!" Your thoughts were practically fucked out of you that you almost couldn't form proper sentences.

Sukuna grabbed your throbbing cock, an evil grin on his face. "Y-You wanna cum, huh?" His own voice was breathless but still full of energy as he began jerking you off with the ring stll on, forcing you to let out a scream.

"L-Lord Su...ukuna! Th-The ring! Please! T-Take it off!"

He didn't respond. Instead he kept his actions, rapidly stroking your cock as he filled your ass with himself, more than pleased with himself in how he's making you beg and whine.

Though you would soon be blessed, as after what felt like forever, Sukuna suddenly stopped, gracing you sweet release as he removed the ring, strings of cum shooting out almost immediately paired with your erotic screams. Sukuna slowed his movements but kept a very slow movement to keep you stimulated, which only left you softly whimpering.

He gazed down at your spent form, chuckling darkly. "Let's make you do that again~"

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- toji fushiguro x reader | wc: -1k

₊˚ෆ ⋮ vibes: F&MU (kehlani)

⪩⪨ ⋮ cw: ass spanking, fingering, handjob, oral sex, preggo kink, bdsm, daddy dom!toji, sub!reader, f!reader, c00m suppression.

.ᐟ ⋮ disclaimers: all characters are of age, and any sensual activity is consensual. the world of jujutsu kaisen and characters are credit to Akutami. y/n is visualized as a black woman; please be mindful if you're a non-black reader. Minors DNI !

You found yourself pinned against the bed, breaths agape, legs sore and spread open for the likes of your boyfriend. He teases your pretty cunt, the tip merely gliding into the entrance. Teeth gnawing your lower lip, suppressing the whimpers and moans threatening to escape. 

Toji licked his lips, prideful of the disarray he initiated. Watching you crumble under his thumb was his way of getting back at you after purposely stirring jealousy with Gojo. Glaring at his nemesis as his hands roamed your waist, adoring your flashy black dress that you intentionally chose to wear for Gojo’s party. Apparently, you and Toji had a heated argument, so you figured it’d be a great idea to make him jealous by flirting with the white haired, crystal-eyed male whom Toji despises. Needless to say, you almost succeeded until the black-haired male walked up to you, not before throwing a deathly glare at Gojo’s smiling ass, dragging you far, far away from the crowd and eventually the party to a nearby hotel. 

Now, here you are, naked and vulnerable, just for him to see. 

His goal of forcing you in place was almost complete– 

“Toji plea–” you were suddenly interrupted by a fruitful smack to your ass, dropping your head as you squealed. 

“Don’t think that’s my name sweetheart, you know better,” he growled, teeth pulling the tip of your ear. His fingers traced your puffy lips, followed by the disgusting sound of your juices. The desire to scream ate away at you, hands balling the sheets. 

“P-Please daddy.. Make me your slut. Fuck me shitless, I don’t care!”

Toji hummed, pulling his fingers away from your pus, shoving them down your mouth, you could taste yourself against his fingertips. Shaking his head, he chuckled deeply.

“Amazing how you went from whore to slut. Such a dirty girl.”

His other hand reached for his cock, pumping it slightly and shoving it in your entrance with little patience, ragged breaths escaping his mouth as you tightened around him.

“Fuckk, latching onto me for mercy already?~” 

You couldn’t take it anymore and screamed your soul out of your body, eyes rolled back. Your puffy pus clenched around his pulsating cock, filthy noises echoing the room the harder he fucks you. 

“Nggh, yess Daddy,” you squealed, heavy balls slapping your ass repeatedly. 

“Fuckk you feel so good baby, ‘m gonna fill you up deliciously, enough to pop some babies.”

Toji quickened his pace, deep growls and groans harmonious with your pleads, hand groping your sensitive tits. All forms of comprehension replaced with fogs of lust clouding your mind. Your breasts bounced with each hard thrust, sounds of skin slapping skin filling your ears, a slight string of drool hanging from your mouth.

“I– f-fuckk, coming!” you gasped, hands clawing against his back.

Suddenly, Toji’s pace slowed, almost pulling out completely, leaving you perplexed and sensually frustrated.

“What the fuck?!”

He chuckled. 

‘Tis da matter, baby? Did you really think I was gonna let you come easy?”

His hand wrapped around your neck, slightly choking you, your hand cupping his wrist.

“Don’t think I haven’t forgotten your stunt earlier with him.”

Tears flowed down your cheeks, doe eyes glancing up at him as you struggled to gain breath.

Leaning down, Toji’s face closing in towards yours.

“Perhaps Daddy should show him who you belong to…

That you. Are. Mine.”

— 🏷️ :: @tojibreedingme

A/N: i've been diagnosed with writer's block for the past couple of months since graduating college. so i wrote a short, but dirty fantasy of toji before s2 !

— psst, you can read this on ao3 *offers 🍪*

enjoy!~

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[A]ftercare: What they're like after sex?

⇒ [Obey me!]: Diavolo (💋)

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[B]ody Part: Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's?

⇒ [Obey me!]: Lucifer (💋)

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[C]um: Anything to do with cum?

⇒ [Obey me!]: Simeon (💋)

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[D]irty Secret

⇒ [Jujutsu Kaisen]: Geto (💋)

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[E]xperience: How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?

⇒ [Jujutsu Kaisen]: Sukuna (💋)

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[F]avorite Position

⇒ [Moriarty the Patriot]: Sherlock (💋)

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[G]oofy: Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc?

⇒ [Bungo Stray Dogs]: Atsushi (💋)

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[H]air: How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.?

⇒ [Jujutsu Kaisen]: Yuji (💋)

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[I]ntimacy: How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...?

⇒ [Moriarty the Patriot]: William (💋)

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[J]ack Off: Masturbation headcanon

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[K]ink: One or more of their kinks.

⇒ [Obey me!]: Solomon (💋)

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[L]ocation: Favorite places to do the do.

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[M]otivation: What turns them on, gets them going?

⇒ [Obey me!]: Satan (💋)

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[N]O: Something they wouldn't do, turn offs

⇒ [Bungo Stray Dogs]: Chuuya (💋)

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[O]ral: Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.

⇒ [Bungo Stray Dogs]: Dazai (💋)

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[P]ace: Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?...

⇒ [Moriarty the Patriot]: Albert (💋)

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[Q]uickie: Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.

⇒ [Bungo Stray Dogs]: Jouno (💋)

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[R]isk: Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.

⇒ [Bungo Stray Dogs]: Fyodor (💋)

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[S]tamina: How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...

⇒ [Obey me!]: Barbatos (💋)

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[T]oys: Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?

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[U]nfair: How much they like to tease?

⇒ [Jujutsu Kaisen]: Gojo (💋)

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[V]olume: How loud they are,what sounds they make?

⇒ [Moriarty the Patriot]: Louis (💋)

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[W]ild Card: Random headcanon

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[X]-Ray: Let's see what's going on in those pants.

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[Y]earning: How high is their sex drive?

⇒ [Jujutsu Kaisen]: Inumaki (💋)

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[Z]ZZ: how quickly they fall asleep afterwards?

⇒ [Bungo Stray Dogs]: Akutagawa (💋)

[queenof-curses]

Vanity

Toji Fushiguro x Fem!Reader

Toji comes home pissed. Finding you in the tub soaking, what better way to relieve some pent up stress?

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A strong hand snaked through your hair and pulled your head back. The sudden sting had you arching your back, your bare bottom rubbing up to his front.

“I can’t think straight- m’ not gonna be gentle…” Toji says harshly.

His voice was hot against your ear, the rough tone he used shot straight down to your core. He grinded into your center, feeling yourself begin to drip for the man that towered over you.

You could hear him unbuckle his pants with his free hand, understanding what he’s about to do next. Already naked, you look up and lock eyes with the dark haired man in the mirror in front of you.

The scar across his lips stands out, giving him that chiseled edge you’ve become so fond of. His black t-shirt is taught against his pecs, defining the layer of muscle he’s managed to put on in his line of work. At least that’s what you told yourself. Whatever he did for work, he wouldn’t tell you…

He had managed to come home while you were in the bath, you could feel leftover bubbles popping along your wet skin. The soap residue made your skin slick to the touch, not that he cared. Toji seemed to be in one of his seething moods, and you knew it was smart not to ask what had happened while he was gone.

He came home and immediately sought you out, finding you soaking in the tub and reacting immediately to your nakedness. Walking in, he said nothing but kneeled down to kiss you hard on the mouth, gripping the nape of your neck and pulling you towards the vanity. Water splashed out of the tub and onto the floor, creating a mess in the bathroom. He didn’t seem to give it a second thought; Toji only had one thing on his mind.

The cold porcelain of the sink grounded your thoughts as you watched Toji take you in. You hear his pants drop to the floor and feel his cock spring free of his briefs. His hard member slaps against your bare backside, hot compared to your goosebump covered skin.

As you catch his sight in the mirror in front of you, you manage to put out a reaction to his previous statements. You smile at him, breathless in your response.

“You know I don’t like it gentle, Daddy.”

Those dark words were all he needed to hear. Toji immediately lined his cockhead up with your entrance, slamming into you in one go.

The pain made you yelp, the stretch from the girth of his dick filling you up completely.

“That’s what I like to hear, little girl…” he groans out. The feeling of your soft walls gripping the length of him had his mind reeling. Your hot tightness was just what he sought you out for.

Continuing, Toji pulls out completely before slamming back down, your hips meeting his as you take on his entire length. Setting a brutal pace, he fucks into you without a care in the world.

“Uhh.. yes Daddy!” You scream out, encouraging his harsh thrusts.

Your body rocks against the cold vanity, your eyes forced on his as he holds your head in place. The mirror before you depicted the perfect image of his crazed lust. His eyes were feral as he fucked your hole. Tojis huge cock filled you up, using you as a sleeve for his own pleasure.

Removing his free hand from the softness of your backside, he brings it under your body to meet your clit. The rough pads of his fingers run circles on your tiny bud, driving you directly into a hard orgasm. Your climax hits you like a bus, knocking the wind out of you.

“Fuck- your cunt is squeezing me tight- that’s it, y/n… cum on my cock,” he tells you as he continues the brutal pace of his hips.

Your vision goes white as he fucks into your wetness. Toji steals your orgasm as if he was a thief and you a diamond dangling in front of him. He always overstimulated you in the bedroom, fucking you through your bliss… not that you ever complained.

You screamed out as you finished around him. With your legs going weak, he grips your hips with both hands to hold you up. You could barely think as he doesn’t allow you the privilege to properly come down from your high.

Slamming into your cunt, a squelching sound fills the bathroom. It bounces off the walls, mixing with your moans and Tojis grunts. He fucked you like an animal, the wet slapping sounds driving him into a further frenzy.

You notice him looking down at the same time you feel your ass cheeks being spread apart. You watch in the mirror as a hot glob a spit pours from his parted lips and drips down your crack. Spit mixes with your cum as you feel the wetness drip down to where the two of you meet his body meets yours.

“Oh god!” You scream out at the feeling of him probing your asshole with a thumb. Not enough to enter, but just enough pressure to send jolts of pleasure through your body.

He smirks at your shocked expression before looking down at you, mesmerized by the sight of your tight little hole puckering from his touch.

“Maybe not this time, Little girl… but I will have your asshole too.” He says, watching you come undone beneath him.

Moving his hands back to your hips, he picks up his pace once more. Your grip on the vanity was strong as you tried not to slam your head into the mirror in front of you from his force.

Toji groans as he nears his end, fucking your wet cunt and chasing his own release. Dirty words fell from his scarred mouth as he reached his high.

“That’s right, fuck- little girl, you always know how to make me cum… fuck… take it baby..”

He slams into you one final time, stilling as he empties his load into your warm cunt. You could feel the heat of it fill you up, the stuffed feeling amplified by the fact that he was still seated inside of you.

Hunching over, Toji massages your hips where his hands gripped your sides. He knew there would be bruises tomorrow, but damn if the thought of you wearing his marks didn’t turn him on once more.

Smiling, he stands and pulls out of you. You feel his cum leak from your pussy, pooling onto the wet floor. Bringing his hand down, he slaps the fat of your ass playfully.

“We’ll y/n… shall we take round 2 to the bedroom?”

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these silly little memories ❖ nanami kento

summary: you reminisce about the past while chatting with ijichi and yuuji.

tags: jujutsu kaisen, f!reader, soft/implied nanami x reader, fluff, poking fun at nanami's teenage bangs.

wc: 900

notes, etc: i wrote this to the sound of sunny (yorushika). this is a short little silly story that i had in my mind for a while before finally deciding on writing it, lol.

❖ collection of stories: "jujutsu partners au" → masterlist for fics listed in chronological order of events

You, Ijichi and Yuuji were seated silently on a table. All three were waiting for Nanami to meet up just so everybody could take a single car ride — he and Yuuji were going on a mission together, and you were going home after assisting Shoko on her duties for the day.

You could pay for a cab, but then again, why would you do that if you could slack off some more benefits from Jujutsu High?

"So, Ijichi..." You began, half-minded at this point. It had barely been a week since you arrived at Jujutsu High.

He quickly propped up, ready to answer absolutely any question you could have as a new sorcerer (and somebody else to order him around, it seemed).

Since you were new to Jujutsu High, had not been on a mission with Nanami up until this point, and Gojo was the one to bring you in, Ijichi figured you'd still have questions about the way things worked around there.

"Y-yes?"

"What is Nanami like here?" You questioned, out of the blue.

That caught both him and Yuuji by surprise, as both of them answered with a resounding eh?

You sighed.

"I mean, he was a very stern, serious teenager when I met him years ago. He looks a lot different, but is he?"

"Oh, you knew Nanamin?!" Yuuji asked, eager to pry some insight into his newly found mentor. 

You looked at him and smiled.

"Oh, yeah, I sure did. We met at Odate when he and Gojo saved me."

Ijichi's mind started to flash some things to him until he finally realized.

"Wait. That was you?!"

You blinked, confused.

"What do you mean, 'that was me?'"

"I-I..." Ijichi stuttered. "I was the one helping him in research during that mission."

"Oh... Oh! Ijichi, of course!" You exclaimed, much to his surprise, while you remembered decade-old bits and pieces. "It's good to finally be meeting you in person" you said, tapping his shoulder.

He smiled, slightly embarrassed for not having recognized your name when you introduced yourself a few days ago.

"So you knew him as a teenager too! Is he any different now?" You inquired, staring at Ijichi until he became a little uncomfortable.

"I-I think not. He was always the most responsible and m-mature one of us" Ijichi finally answered, and you smiled, reclining back on your chair. 

"Nanamin is very serious," Yuuji began, "and he usually lectures us when we have a blunder or are in the middle of a mission — or maybe it's just me that he lectures so much."

"No, it's every one..." Ijichi answered, involuntarily sighing.

"Oh, he still does that? The lecturing thing?" You asked. "I mean, maturity minus the bangs, right?" You chirped, chuckling softly. Ijichi covered his mouth, but you could see a faint smile forming.

Yuuji was at a loss.

"Bangs?" The boy asked earnestly.

"Oh, you're gonna love this!" You said, as you fished your wallet out of your pocket. From it, you took an old Polaroid picture that featured you, your best friend, your brother, Nanami and Gojo when they were on their mission in Odate. Then, you proceeded to hand the picture to Yuuji, and his eyes beamed, like he had discovered some very important piece of information instead of complete shenanigans.

"Those bangs were something. Once, when I had to patch his face up, his hair kept falling all over the bruises, it looked like someone had punched a blonde Gerard Way" you let out, scratching your head with a grin. Yuuji let out a laugh, and Ijichi seemed to scoff in an attempt to keep himself from laughing.

You noticed that.

"Oh, come on, Ijichi. You know it was funny and somewhat true. You can totally laugh about it with me, I won't tell if you don't, promise" you said, extending a pinkie finger in his direction.

He looked at your hand uncertain, but began lifting his own pinkie extended towards yours.

"What is the fun? I heard laughter" the already familiar voice resounded from behind the three of you.

Ijichi was paralyzed in stone, and you turned your face grinning mischievously at Nanami. Yuuji quickly tried hiding the picture, fumbling around and letting it fall to the ground.

"Hm?" Nanami got down to pick up the picture, and took a good look at it. "It seems that you have this ancient piece of history still in your possession."

"Of course. How else would I have a picture of 'bangs Nanami?'" You retorted, reaching for the picture while still seated.

He took a step back, pulling it away from you. 

"If I remember correctly, that morning you ate tamagoyaki inside miso soup, with salmon, also inside miso soup, all mashed up, and choked yourself," he said, lifting his gaze towards you, one brow up.

"Eh? T-that... did not h-happen at all!" It did.

"Wait, so you... Put your tamagoyaki inside your miso soup? Why?" Ijichi asked, slightly incredulous.

"And with mashed salmon too?!" Yuuji chimed in, also kind of aghast.

"Oh, shut up, the both of you!"

You crossed your arms over your chest.

"I just don't really care how I eat my food!"

"Clearly" Nanami noted. "She also mixes anything she has available to eat into a desecrated version of the original food. It's unsightly" he complemented, before handing the picture back to you.

You sighed, amusedly defeated, saying, "well, you have changed. Now you poke me back when I poke fun at you."

"I'm unaware of such a thing," Nanami replied, pushing his glasses into position with one hand, using the opportunity to cover up a discreet smile with his hand over his face.

[bas-writes]

a lot has happened lately, but so far i haven't made any official statement about my decisions and the path i want to take as a writer. it was a long road of trial and error & detailed examination of conscience in regard of my bad habits, gained experience, and goals and expectations. there are some massive changes that i need to address, followed by explanation of my decisions. i know i don't need to explain myself but i feel it's only fair to my loyal readers to share at least little insight into the context.

I. One Piece goes on indefinite vacation...

not going to lie, i was falling out of this fandom for years. it's started in 2021 when i fell victim to bullying and stalking, initiated by a widely-known (and still active, as far as i am aware of) x reader writer. it's the biggest reason for my slow withdrawal but not a sole one: pressing discourse around my comfort characters, toxic environment i fell into when looking for a relief from relentless bullying, forcing myself to write for topics and characters i didn't even like, readers overstepping my boundaries over and over again, falling into a trap of purity culture...oh, the list is long. way too long.

i still love one piece but i don't want to create for it en-masse anymore. right now it's just a wound that's far from healing, i need to treat it at my own pace. aside from an occasional poke at sapphic topics and my fav trio, i doubt it will appear in other way than commissions or gifts for friends. and some characters (kid, sanji, marco, katakuri, shanks & a few more) will never return.

II. ...but new fandoms arrive!

jujutsu kaisen is right now the main love of my life & will remain as the main fandom for long. but i found more series and characters i adore enough to feel that creative spark buzzing in my veins. soon you should see fics appearing for: demon slayer, chainsaw man, haikyuu and hell's paradise!

i'm keeping my head low rn when it comes to requests but i want to hold at least a kinktober open for them so you definitely will have an opportunity to see your faves from those series from me!

III. It's a gender neutral & afab Y/N sphere now!

it's something that was inevitably floating over me and my fics (and some of y'all definitely caught the whiff of it already), but i couldn't quite find courage to put a hard limit. we all know how it is in the y/n circles: way too many people expect from writers to cater to everyone, and treat it as a personal offense if you prefer to play in your own sandbox. as if writing y/ns was "activism", not a fandom activity like any other.

so, i won't force myself to write against myself anymore. i feel the most happy and comfortable when i make my y/ns gender neutral and when i'm giving them vaginas (and sometimes boobs) when i'm writing smut with them. i don't want to battle my weirdly-veiled dysphoria to force female reader out of myself. i don't want to stress myself while writing amab y/n, from the sheer biological fact of being unable to relate via lack of penis, to being sick and tired of the toxicity and misogyny that m!reader circles reek of.

so, gender neutral and afab it is. sometimes i will stray towards afab nonbinary or transmasc direction, if i feel like i need some good gender vibes coming from my fics.

it doesn't mean i will never write different y/ns. commissions, gifts for friends, exchanges, random ideas for a plot that requires a specific kind of y/n, sapphics feels, and such will appear here and there. i will also interact lots with f!reader fics, since it's what i see lots around & don't mind reading, if i feel more fem or if it's from a writer i like and trust.

incoming ino x reader (that i hope to publish tomorrow) will be the last non-sapphic f!reader that will appear for a long while. all requests i'm keeping in my drafts right now will be turned into completely gender neutral or from fem to more general afab reader (i don't have any requests for amab readers rn anyway). unless you really don't want to have f!reader taken out of your request - then please, let me know, i will delete it so you can head with it to a different writer.

IV. Never miss a fic again - sign for a tag list!

and now a little treat! if you don't want to miss a fic about the topic that might interest you, you may sign for a tag list by filling a simple form!

V. And what am I going to do now?

write, write, and write even more! i wanna write the in the heat of spring drabbles before the spring is gone, have three fully-fledged multichapter fics outlined and itching to be written and posted, and an interactive event with which we will welcome the summer 💦

in june i want to publish a few sapphic fics that i had in mind for a while now & later towards the second half of summer (think august-september) i'll smile at you again with a kinktober i really want to complete this year!

there might be a few smaller events on the way, depending on how busy i'll be. there's an idea for dilf enjoyers and for a chubby y/n, as well as many others that still didn't take a clear shape.

i also didn't forget about the kiss event and nonsexual acts of intimacy for the fluff enjoyers!

if you survived this wall of text (or just scrolled down here lol understandable) - thank you for your patience, understanding, and support. whether you're here with me since the very beginning or clicked the follow recently, i'm happy to have you here ❤ if you have any questions or just want to talk, my askbox is open for any kind of interaction! and if you want to support a poor writer who has way too many health-related spendings lately, you can buy me a ko-fi ❤

[aliorsboxostuff]

MALE!READER WRITING REQUESTS (TEMP) CLOSED !

Come check out my works bellow!

I've seen how devastatingly little male!reader fics are in my big fandoms, and as a gay man i feel like i should provide us with said fics! Which is why I'm opening my ask box for any and all male!readers and gn!readers requests! (Including anon requests!)

RULES:

I WON'T ACCEPT FEMALE!READER FICS REQUESTS. I’m a trans-masc genderfluid, so male!Readers or gn!Readers are the ones that I usually write and am comfortable with. It’s hard looking for male!reader fics, especially in female-dominated fandoms, that's why I'm opening requests for any and all sad and touch-starved dudes out there! If these don't fit your preferences then you are free to leave, and if you're a female user/reader entering my blog, I hope you remain respectful about the fics I write or get requests for, thank you.

NOTE: I NEVER USE ANY FORM OF Y/N IN MY FICS. I find them kind of weird for me to write so my fics are mostly 1st Person POV. I write most of my fics based off on Fixations that may last a couple weeks, months, years. If you've requested something but havent seen the fic, that might be because i've lost interest!

What i will write:

male!reader

gender-neutral reader

Ftm! Reader

Smut 

Platonic or Romantic relationships

angst

fluff

comfort

headcanons

nsfw alphabets

drabbles

Series

Age gap (CHARACTERS MUST BE OVER THE AGE OF 19)

What I Won't write:

female!reader

underage characters (anyone under 17)

necrophilia

real people

pedophilia

Omorashi

age play

rape/non-con

incest

offensive/harmful things

THE CHARACTER LIST! Or, characters I will definitely write about if requested!

PEDRO PASCAL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

Ezra (prospect)

Joel Miller

Javi Gutierrez

Javier Peña

Frankie Morales

Whiskey (Kingsman)

Tim Rockford (yes from the Ad)

TOP GUN 86’ & TOP GUN: MAVERICK

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw

MARVEL & XMCU

Miguel O'hara (ATSV)

Hobie Brown (Platonic/fluff only)

Pavitr Prabhakar (Platonic/fluff only)

Kurt Wagner (xmcu)

Loki Laufeyson

Bucky Barnes

Moon Knight System

Deadpool

Daredevil

Eddie and Venom (They come as a pair)

BULLET TRAIN

Tangerine

Ladybug

Jujutsu Kaisen

Satoru Gojo

Nanami Kento

Higuruma Hiromi

Ryoumen Sukuna

Yuuji Itadori (Fluff)

Toge Inumaki (Fluff)

DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN

Connor (RK800)

Nines (RK900)

COD MODERN WARFARE II

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

John 'Soap' Mactavish

König

HONORABLE MENTIONS

Chris Knight (Real Genius)

Hannibal (NBC)

The Corinthian (Netflix Sandman)

Leon S. Kennedy (RE4 Remake)

Luis Serra (RE4 Remake)

Understand that these are all works of fiction; I am perfectly fine with writing for topics including mafias, mobs, murder, organized crime, war, mental illness, abuse, etc.; but please do not romanticize them in any way. Reading it is fine; please don't romanticize them in your head.

If any of this provided information may seem confusing or have any questions, feel free to drop a DM and I will explain further! I will try to post fic requests as regularly and as fast as I can!

For refrence, these are fics i've written and uploaded to my AO3!

Steven Grant/Male Reader fluff

XMEN Family Pride Fic

Steven Grant/Male Reader Smut #1

Steven Grant/Male Reader Smut #2

Deadpool/Male Reader Fluff Confession

Deadpool/Ftm Reader Smut

Robert 'Bob' Floyd/Male Reader Fluff

Robert 'Bob' Floyd/Male Reader sunshine x grumpy

Tangerine/Male Reader Fluff/Angst Mature

Tangerine/Male Reader Mature

Tangerine/Male Reader (Escort Fic) Mature

Tangerine/NB Reader Teen&Up

Tangerine/Gender-Fluid Reader (Coming out fic)

Francisco "Catfish" Morales/Husband Reader

Joel Miller/Ftm Reader & Ellie Fluff

Joel Miller & Kid Reader

Joel Miller/Ftm Reader & Tess Fluff a bit Angst

Miguel O'hara/Male Reader Fluff

Miguel O'hara/Male Reader Spicy Fluff

Miguel O'hara/Male&GN Reader Spicy Fluff

Miguel O'hara/Male&GN Reader Fluff slight Angst

Din Djarin/Boyfriend Reader Smut

And the Short Fics/Drabbles on Tumblr!

Pulse (Tangerine/M!reader)

Deep Dive (Namor/M!reader)

Hold Tight (Tangerine/gn Reader)

Ner Mesh'la (Din Djarin/Male Reader)

Trinkets (Kurt Wagner/Gender-fluid Reader)

"Anythin' you wanna be." (Hobie Brown & Ftm Reader)

Little Nap! (Meows Morales Drabble)

Anyone that starts an argument about me writing exclusively for men and gender neutrals alike will get a very passive-aggressive and sarcastic reply to your request. There is an abundance of female!readers fics and writers who provide them; I am just here for people that takes a whole day searching for good male!reader fics. IF you do start an unnecessary rant about my fics or my writing preferences at a given moment; I’ve been in fandom spaces for the last 7 years of my life and run on pure manic adrenaline, I will throw hands. 

Without further ado, REBLOG TO TELL ALL DUDES! I OPEN MY FLOOD GATES! WELCOME ALL MALE!READER REQUESTS!

[gojoandtojisleftnut]

Can you imagine how hot Toji would be during an argument? Fight me daddy. You’ll sleep on the couch tho.

[derangederensimp]

Jujutsu Kaisen One Shot Kinktober

#3 Mask Kink Choso x Fem Reader

CW: Ghost face Choso, slight angst, fingering, unprotected sex, mating press, possessiveness.

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“Choso I’m bored” you said aloud scrolling on your phone.

“Suppose that would be my problem to take care of then hmm? Seeing that there’s no one else you could possibly want to hangout with. You practically live here and your such a cock block” Choso responded from the kitchen.

“As if your pulling any. I guess a movie and good is the best us lonely friends can do” you said.

“I’m going to go take a shower” Choso said, disappearing into the bathroom.

Sighing to yourself you laid down onto the coach and began to mindlessly scroll through social media. A pattern forming of this one trend- Ghost face mask. A smirk coming to your face as you set your phone down. “Choso! I have something I want to do” you called out into his apartment.

Choso walking out of the bathroom with a towel loosely wrapped around his waist as he dried his hair off with another moving it around his head. “What is it y/n?”

Giggling to yourself you sat up on the couch turning around to face him. You couldn’t help but stare at the way water droplets dripped from his undry hair down his neck to his chest, and lastly down his abs before it got absorbed into the towel. “No free shows perv.” Choso said, throwing the towel from his head at you. Before you could run after him he closed his bedroom door quickly. “Predictable, really.” He chuckled to himself.

A few minutes passing you waited beside the door, it swung open as you kept your eyes on your phone “finally your ready let’s go to the Halloween store I want to do this trend with you-“ you cut yourself off as your stared at Choso crouched to the ground eyelevel to you. His face covered up by the mask “what are you surprised? It’s just a mask.” He said lifting it up to partly show his face. A smirk growing on his face. “Put it back on” you said, bringing it down to cover his face.

After a few attempts you finally got the video just right. Editing the lighting and taking a few photos to use a cover. Once uploaded the both of you sat on the couch, Choso setting the mask down onto the table grabbing the remote. “What are you staring at y/n?” He asked.

You weren’t aware how intently you were looking at him till he mentioned it. Why was your chest fluttering so much out of nowhere. Why did seeing him in a mask turn you on so much and you knew you shouldn’t be feeling this way for your best friend. There sure was a lot of sexual tension between the two of you but it wasn’t something either of you tried to fix. Your face blushing to the question “it’s nothing” you sheeply said, clutching your thighs together.

Choso knew that look all too well, you normally only looked at guys like that when you were into them. You two have gone all these years into adulthood not being into each other but why now was his own heart beating out of his chest to finally have your eyes set on him. Calculating his next move he decided to tease “your looking like you got a crush y/n or what did that mask get you going?”

Crossing your arms you huffed out air “What? No? What I can’t just look at my best friend” you refuted, your face just more so telling the truth. “Come on don’t lie to yourself now. Your looking at me like how you looked at all those asshole dudes that never worked out. Leaving me to pick up the pieces. So tell me y/n do you like me?”

Your eyes widened by his statement, his question completely throwing you off guard. “M-maybe” you sheeply said. A smile growing on his lips, “well maybe I like you too” he said. His body turning to face you, his hand resting below your chin as he pulled your face closer to his lips.

All restraint broke just with one kiss, your bodies moving in sync as he pulled you onto his lap straddling him. His hands exploring down your body as your lips did the same. Starting at his neck and stopping at his chest. You sat back watching him remove his shirt and toss it to the ground, you marveled at his fit body, his pants waistband sat just below his v line giving you room for imagination.

His cock growing underneath you made your cunt even wetter without him even touching you. Choso took your face into his hands again making you look at him. “Do you want to keep going?” He asked, keeping his eyes set on yours. It felt like hours went by before you gave your response “Yes”

He wasted no time grabbing at your shirt and stripping it off of you. He was not surprised to see you wearing one of your fancy lingerie bras knowing that the panties would definitely match but it turned him on more. How often did you wear something like this around him without his knowledge if he had seen it sooner he would’ve ripped it to shreds letting no other man have the chance of seeing it.

“Com’on let’s go to my bed, not ganna fuck you for the first time sloppy” Choso said, grunting when you bit down onto his neck and suckling. He leaned forward grabbing the mask and placing it partly over his head before picking you up, your legs wrapped around his waist while he carried you to his bedroom.

The heat between your legs becoming unbearable with each passing minute. He sent you down on the bed, his body hovering over yours, placing his knee between your thighs and pushing up to be flush to your cunt. Pulling the mask fully down he tested your reaction by moving his knee around, your soft moans you tried desperately to keep in spilled out.

“I can feel how wet you are, going straight through your leggings and onto my pants. Such a naughty girl” he cooed into your ear.

“C-choso, I want more”

“Impatient but I’ll allow it this time” he said.

Hooking his fingers on each side of your hips he yanked down your leggings, slipping them off your legs and tossing them to the floor. “There’s what I wanted to see.. did you dress up all for me y/n?” He teased.

“Ahuh” you moaned out.

“Your so wet, did the mask make you this horny?” He watched your face burn red. “I see, you like this. I’ll keep it on then” he chuckled to himself.

He only partly lifted the mask to kiss your lips, his tongue slipping into your mouth exploring it. His hands fondled your breasts, squeezing them softly to hear your muted moans. His lips traveling down your chin, to your neck, and stopping at your chest. “Take it off” you breathed out. He did as you asked, his mouth taking its spot on your nipple, softly sucking the raised buds. His hands traveling down your stomach to your panties, slipping underneath it he thumbed at your clit making circles.

His cock continuing to grow hard from your moans, a tent in his pants forming. Laying beside you he finally let you get his pants off, his cock springing from his boxers. You couldn’t help but stare at how big he was. Slipping your panties off he climbed on top of you, his cocks tip resting at your entrance. “Ganna let me in?”

Slipping his cock between your lips wetting the tip, his hand stroked at the rest of his length to spread your juices. “Please” you moaned.

Choso pushed your legs back to your chest, his legs resting by your thighs. He aligned his tip with your cunt, slowly going in inch by inch, the position making you feel like he was splitting you in two as you moaned out his name loudly. He started off slow before he began to jackhammer into your cunt. The force knocking the wind out of you leaving you gasping for air. He let you catch a breath before he continued.

“Tell me y/n did they ever fuck you as good as I am” Choso cooed into your ear. Nipping at your nipple with his teeth made you scream out “never”.

“F-fuck Choso” you cried out with each pump of his cock bottoming out inside of you. Your cunt pulsating against his cock made him groan from pleasure. “So fucking tight, w-want me to slow down y/n?”

“No, p-please no keep going” you panted. His hips rutting against your continuously. The sound of your bodies slapping together filled his room as well as your dragged out moans. He was lucky he didn’t have neighbors at the moment if he did there would be a noise complaint. But even so if someone came knocking he wouldn’t stop until you were finished.

“Your pretty pussy is squeezing me so hard, gotta cum y/n?” He nipped at your ear.

All you could do was nod your head, your mind running blank. “You’re mine you got it?” Choso harshly grunted out. Bottoming out once again your cunt seemed to squeeze him even harder like it was responding to his demand.

“Cum y/n, cum on my cock” he groaned. Your legs spasmed underneath his hands that held them in place. The knot in your stomach bursting as you came all over him. He ripped the mask off, leaning his body down and kissing your lips roughly letting you ride out your high. Your chest heaved up and down while Choso pulled out and came all over your breasts.

“Never ganna leave my side” he cooed into your ear kissing your forehead before he plopped down next to you catching his breath.

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Kinktober Masterlist

Taglist: @yellooaaa , @immindingmyown , @dovas-world , @coffee-on-a-rainyautumn , @ilovestevelacy2228

[chronic-claire-universe]

Let's Celebrate!

Hello dust bunnies, it's been a while but I'm back, it's not an important milestone but as you know I like to celebrate! Today is my birthday and I also reached 2.8k followers, I'd like to give a new boost to this blog that's why I'd like if you support this event as much as possible to make me reach the 3k.

NSFW ALPHABET (MINORS DNI)

You know how it works, you've seen it a tons of times and I'm going to explain the rules:

1 characther, 3 letters, NO MINORS!

Fandoms: Tokyo Revengers, Jujutsu Kaisen, Haikyuu, Blue Lock, Bungou Stray Dogs

No anon, as you know I'm trying to reach a new step on this blog and it would be nice to know who is requesting in order to interact together 😊

I'm not putting a limit to the requests you can send but if I feel burned out I may not write your request and I say sorry for it already.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Reblogs are appreciated!

@softbajis@nanamis-wifey-reye @gennysuga @izanazqueen @manjiroscum @ranscutedoll @haitaniapologist @nkogneatho @aasouthteranoswife @the-witch-of-one-piece @fuyuluvr @sin-and-punishment @blueparadis @lalunanymph @wakasa-wifey @benkeibear @rindousfavoritewife @rinwhore @tetsutits @musings-and-moans @theakutagawa @mrskenmakozume @megumischubbycheeks @tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang @feitania

[yanderecrazysie]

M A S T E R L I S T

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　HAIKYUU　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ K a r a s u n o

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ A o b a J o h s a i

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ S h i r a t o r i z a w a

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ F u k u r o d a n i

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ N e k o m a

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ D a t e T e c h

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ I n a r i z a k i

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ O t h e r s

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　MY HERO ACADEMIA　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ S t u d e n t s

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ P r o H e r o e s

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ V i l l a i n s

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　DANGANRONPA　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ T r i g g e r H a p p y H a v o c

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ G o o d b y e D e s p a i r

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ K i l l i n g H a r m o n y

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　ATTACK ON TITAN　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ S c o u t s

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ W a r r i o r s

･༓☾ OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB ☽༓･

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ H o s t s

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　JUJUTSU KAISEN　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ C h a r a c t e r s

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　FRUITS BASKET　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ Z o d i a c s

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　OSHI NO KO　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ C h a r a c t e r s

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　FREE!　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ I w a t o b i

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ S a m e z u k a

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　HETALIA　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ A x i s

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ A l l i e s

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　BROTHERS CONFLICT　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ B r o t h e r s

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　DEMON SLAYER　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ C h a r a c t e r s

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　TWISTED WONDERLAND　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ Students

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　OBEY ME　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ Demons

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ Others

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　MULTIFANDOM HEADCANONS　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ A l l

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　ORIGINAL STORIES　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ Bad End Night (starts here)

[kaisers-house-of-desires]

Hiii! Can I request a Gojo x male reader smut? The reader is shy especially when it come to intimacy so I feel like Gojo would tease and tease him to no end. Can you choose the kinks please? (But I'm thinking more along the lines of Bdsm or a lap dance or something. )

I really love your writing and I am sorry if this request is bad. Enjoy your day♡

Thank you for enjoying my writing! I would be more than happy to fulfill your request!

I hope you also have a good day, patron~

Title: A Hands On Lesson

Characters: Gojo x m!reader

Contains: light BDSM, blindfolding, hand job, self restraint, praise

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Full request below the cut

All characters are 18+

MINORS, FEM ALIGNED, AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DNI

Reblogs > likes

“I-If you’re gonna keep teasing me then at least teach me!”

The words came out suddenly, your face red with embarrassment as you buried it into a pillow. Gojo had been on your ass—playfully, he says—about your shyness that it finally sent you over the edge. You two were sitting on his large bed when it came up once again, but you had had enough. Snapping, however, only made you blurt out your true feelings, leaving Gojo to get a rush of ideas.

“Teach you, huh? Are you sure about that?”

You couldn’t face him, even if his gaze was hidden by his sunglasses.

“I need an answer~”

“I…N-No you’re just gonna keep teasing me…”

“Oh, listen. I tease you because I love you. I don’t mean anything ill behind it. You’re just fun to rile up~ I like seeing your face get all red~”

You were silent, unsure of how to approach this.

“Look, if you really want to expand upon things, you might want to be open to more experiences. I’m more than willing to teach you. But…I’ll need a ‘yes, sir.’~”

Your brows furrowed as you finally looked up some. “W-Why that?”

“Consent of course! Plus…I’ve always wanted to hear that handsome voice call me ‘sir.’~”

Still flushed as ever, you took a deep breath. You had really wanted this, but the idea was always scary. However, you trusted Gojo; he was your boyfriend after all.

You thought it over another moment, clutching the pillow before releasing another deep breath. “Y-Yes, sir.”

A grin grew on Gojo’s lips as he crawled over to you like a predator that found its food, but instead of you, he actually went for the nightstand, retrieving his eye mask from the drawer.

“W-Why did you grab that?” you asked.

“Well, it’s part of your lesson. That is, if you allow me.”

You weren’t sure what this had to do with anything, but you scooted closer, putting the pillow aside and waiting for his next move. Gojo put the mask over your eyes, bunching up the fabric in a way that concealed your vision. For a moment you though he was gonna put it on himself, not you.

“Wh-What’s this for?”

“Trust me. It’s all part of the lesson okay?”

And trust him you did, taking deep breaths to settle your nerves.

“Now, will you be a good boy for me, and put your hands behind your back?” You started to before he stopped you. “Ah, could I hear a proper answer~?”

You could tell he was teasing you again. You fought your nerves, mustering up what confidence you had, which wasn’t much. Your voice sounded meek. “Y-Yes, sir.”

“Mm…we’ll work on it.”

With your hands behind your back, Gojo took action. He carefully unzipped your pants, his hand brushing your semi erect shaft.

“G-Gojo!”

He halted, watching as you trembled from that brief touch. Honestly he wasn’t sure how truly interested in this you were, so he came up with an idea.

“Hey, if you really, really don’t want to do this, just say…’pineapple’, okay?”

A safe word. Okay, that put your mind at ease a bit, because you weren’t even sure yourself what you wanted. At least you had a back up plan.

You nodded. “Y-Yeah. I gotcha. Um…g-go ahead then, just…d-don’t stare at it.”

“Don’t stare? What do you mean I can’t look at this gorgeous cock of yours~?” Gojo didn’t miss a beat getting back into it, working on revealing a partially hardened cock from its fabric confines. “I mean look at that~”

“G-Gojooooooo…” you whined softly, nails gently digging into your skin. His touch felt heightened thanks to the blindfold, and your trembling body was a clear sign of it.

“Good boy~ Very good boy~” He gently began to stroke your cock, anything soft nearly immediately hardening as you sighed out in slow, deep breaths. You didn’t know praise could feel so good. It felt nice hearing him call you a good boy.

“Wh-What else is…i-in this lesson?” you breathed, your hips rocking up to match his strokes.

“Hmm…Well first, good boys stay still…”

Though it wasn’t a command, you found yourself stilling in place, biting your cheek to help you focus.

“Oh? Well I wasn’t expecting that. You stilled yourself right away. I think that deserves a treat~”

You were about to ask what it was, but you stopped yourself, wanting to just see where this would lead. Knowing you had that safe word made this a little less scary, which left you open when Gojo’s hand picked up pace, causing you to actively moan out instead of whimper.

“There we go~ That’s my good boy~”

Every time he said it, you let out a whimper, enjoying the sensation the words gave you.

“G-Gojo…I-I…—a-ah~—I-It feels…g-good~”

Perhaps it was the blindfold, or maybe it was the trust you had for Gojo, but you didn’t feel as nervous. Sure it was still nerve wracking, or maybe your nerves were too wracked to notice, but the pace of his hand alone felt like bliss.

“G-Gojo…s-sir, I’m…I-I’m gonna…~”

“Go ahead~ I want to see that handsome face contort from this~”

You threw caution to the wind, your hands coming down to balance you on the bed, fingers clenching the bedding as you bucked up into his hand, panting deeply as your climax approached. You moaned for you boyfriend again and again, even as it pitched up, until you finally released over his hand with a broken moan, relaxing afterwards.

With a small smirk, Gojo raised his hand to his mouth, his tongue coming out to clean his hand while getting a taste of you with a soft groan.

“G-Gojo…” you breathed. “I…Th-That was…fun~”

You felt the bed shift, and the fabric lifted up from your eyes, Gojo’s face smiling smugly at you.

“Ready for lesson number two~?”

[ramblings-of-a-hopeful-heart]

𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕒 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕪 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥? (ℕ𝕊𝔽𝕎)

Nanami Kento x Reader

Jujutsu Kaisen

Smut/18+

Tags: DDLG, daddy kink, explicit language, choking kink, praise, rough sex, vaginal sex, spanking, clit slapping, fingering, crying, punishment, possessiveness, overstimulation, blowjob, hair pulling.

Feel free to request, my lubs! <3

*Just another experimental night on Daddy Nanami Kento's bed. Have you been a good girl? Well, that's for him to decide.*

A/N: Take a seat, get comfy, lay down my lovelies...cause this one is a long one. Enjoy!!

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

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It was silent, except for the slight shuffling of the sheets beneath your body. Neither of you dared to speak.

You bit down on your lip, tears building at the corner of your eyes as your gaze drifted down to the man whose eyes were more focused on the papers in his hands than the body trembling on his very bed.

Keeping quiet proved to be very hard. No matter how hard you tried to focus on anything else, all you could focus on was the sound of the papers fluttering as he mindlessly shifted through the pages, imagining those long slender fingers were caressing your skin instead.

But even through the shuffling of the pages, the muffled sound of the vibrations ripping throughout your body is what you focused on the most.

And though his eyes weren’t on you, the lone towel draped haphazardly over his lap did nothing to hide the stiff cock underneath.

After what felt like hours, his voice finally cut through the silence, sighing as he threw the papers aside, eyes now fixated on the trembling body on his bed.

"How long has it been?" He asked, making his way towards you, his hands trailing up your legs as he crawled onto the bed, hovering above you.

"T-Thirty m-minutes."

"Hm..." He knelt between your spread legs, glancing at his watch, before swiftly unlatching it and leaning over to place it on the bedside table. "Thirty one minutes. Little one. One extra."

A hand caressed at your cheek, while the other hand trailed down your body, ghosting over your clit, to tug at the string dangling from your hole.

"Did my baby hold it like I told her to?"

"Y-Yes daddy," you whimpered, feeling the tug on the vibrator inside you as he pulled it out and tossed it aside.

"Good girl," he mumbled, his lips enveloping yours as he lined himself up at your entrance. "Now maybe I'll let you cum on daddy's cock. Do you want that?"

"Yes plea-mmphh!" You buried your head against his neck, as he pushed himself in; your walls forcibly stretching around his girth.

"That's right. Good girl." His breath on your neck sent shivers all throughout your body as your pussy throbbed at his praises. "You love it when I call you that, huh? My little good girl. My little y/n."

His hands trailed all over your body, settling to rest around your neck as his hips plowed against yours.

"You're a slut for daddy's cock, aren't you? My baby. Daddy's little slut." His mouth engulfed yours once more, his tongue messily intertwining with yours as you struggled to match his pace. "Say it for me baby. You're a what for my what?"

Your body trembled as your hips struggled to meet his harsh thrusts.

"P-Please daddy, please. Pleaseee."

His grip tightened, as he loomed over you, both hands wrapped tightly around your neck.

"I asked you a question, little one." He brought his face closer, his warm breath searing at your lips as his gaze bore into your tear filled eyes. "Answer."

You gasped against his grip, your own fingers clawing at his tense arms.

You knew what you needed to say. It was something ingrained in your mind by the very man above you. But you never could form the words properly.

Not when your senses were clouded like this. Not when the bed beneath you rocked along with your bodies like this. Not when his hands warmed your neck like this.

"I-I'm-I'm a slu-AH." He rammed his hips forward, a loud smack interrupting your futile attempt at forming at sentence.

"Go on baby. You can do it." His grip loosened; one hand grazing down to settle at your waist, while the other gripped at your ankle, bringing your leg up to his lips.

His eyes never left yours, as his tongue licked at your leg, teeth nibbling before letting it rest on his shoulder.

His hands kneaded at your skin, loving the way your soft body felt between his fingers.

"Well, darling?" His movements stilled, as he hooked his hands behind your knees, pushing them against your shoulder as he hovered above you once more. "We don't have all night, you know? Well...actually we do, but daddy has work tomorrow. Are you gonna say it for me or not?"

"I-I will..." You brought your hands up, your trembling fingers reaching for his face, which he gladly nestled into your palms. "I'll say it, daddy."

He smiled down at you, in that treacherously gentle way, before leaning in and placing a soft kiss on your lips.

"Good girl." He nibbled against your lips, before planting his forehead against yours; the weight of his gaze drilling into yours sending shocks rippling throughout your body as his soft whisper tickled at your lips. "Enunciate every word, my darling."

"Yes daddy."

His body began rocking against yours once more, his pace tortuously slower than before.

"Go on then." He mumbled, his lips trailing kisses all over your face. "You are a what. For my what?"

"I'm a s-slut for your c-cock." You whispered, the sheer closeness of your bodies, the overwhelming heat settling between you two, making it hard to breathe.

Your breath hitched, hearing the deep chuckle against your ear. He lifted his head a bit, licking at your lips.

"Say it again baby," he mumbled, his gaze fixated on your mouth, memorizing every minute movement of your lips. "Say it again for me sweetheart."

You've said it before. And you can say it again. But the way his eyes latched onto your lips suddenly made it hard to speak.

"I-I...I-I'm a slut...for your cock."

He buried his face into your neck, another chuckle reverberating off his chest as you felt his grip tighten beneath your knees.

"Who's cock?"

His warm breath fanned your neck, as he continued his slow, lazy thrusts into you.

"D-Daddy's cock."

He nuzzled against your neck even more, taking a long deep breath before asking his final question.

"And who's your daddy, little one?"

He lifted his head, looking down at you once more, a triumphant, knowing grin plastered on his face as he stared at your flustered face, waiting for your reply.

"Y-You are..." Your hands shot up, covering your blushing face.

"Good girl, baby," He whispered, planting a kiss against your hands. "That's my good little girl."

Suddenly, he plowed into you; the loud slap masking the sharp gasp that escaped your lips.

"W-Wait...D-Daddy wai-!"

He was, undoubtedly, getting faster and faster with every thrust. You felt closer and closer every time his hips met yours. That gnawing, coiling feeling at your core tightening and tightening as he relentlessly plowed his cock into your throbbing cunt.

"There's no waiting, baby."

You struggled to move, to meet his thrusts, something, anything. But it was all useless with the way he kept your body folded.

Your trembling hands reached down, clawing at his ass with every thrust.

"P-Please...ha...harder...I-I can't..." you whined, your head falling back as he nipped at your throat. "I wanna cum...Please. Please. Please. Daddy. I wanna cum."

"Fuck," he grunted, panting against your neck. "Hold onto me."

You did as you were told, wrapping your sore arms around his shoulders just as he got on his knees lifting you up.

Your back slammed against the bed frame, groaning as it knocked the breath out of you. And before you could even recover, his lips were on yours, ravaging your mouth; tongues melding against each other.

Your pussy clenched with every grunt your lips caught, and you knew you weren't going to last any longer than this.

He pounded you against the wall; the bed creaking beneath you with every thrust. You felt yourself teetering off the edge, just a few moments more before that harsh, decisive thrust sent you hurling off that high.

But just as quickly as you convulsed around him, that's how quickly he pulled out.

You fell onto the bed with a soft thud, legs still spread as he knelt between your knees once more.

You were incoherent. Everything happened so fast and all you could focus on was your pussy convulsing around nothing but emptiness. But all it took was one slap to reorient you to everything. To what you did wrong.

Your body flinched violently, feeling his hand slap at your clit.

"D-Da-Daddy," your thighs clenched together at the impact, only to be yanked open by him once more. You grasped at his hands, trying to calm him down. "P-Please...I-I'm s-sorry."

He shoved three fingers in, the sloshing sound of the wetness filling the room along with your whimpers.

"Did I tell you to cum, slut?" He growled as you clawed at the hand between your legs at an attempt to slow it down.

"I-I'm so-AH!" you screamed out as his hand came down on your clit once more, the sharp pain rippling throughout your body.

His fingers left your hole, tracing up your body, leaving a trail of your slick along the way, finding itself gripped at your jaw, forcing you to look up at him; his face leaning in dangerously close to yours.

"Answer. My question."

"N-No, D-Daddy. You didn't."

His grip tightened, dragging you up to your knees, pressing your torso against the bed frame.

You felt his chest against your back and his breath against your ear as his palm rubbed at your ass.

"Tell me, darling. What did you do wrong?"

"I-I" Before you could continue, a strong hand slapped against your ass, the sharp sting gnawing at your skin.

"Continue. Don't make me ask again."

"I came-"

You bit against your lip, trying to keep your whimpers at bay as his hand came down once more.

"-without your-"

And another slap.

"-permission."

Your body shook, as another harsh slap echoed through the room. His fingers tangled at your hair, gripping as he tilted your head to look back at him.

"And because of that, your impatient little pussy isn't getting my cum today, understand?"

"Y-Yes, daddy."

His fingers freed your hair, as he stepped off the bed, eyes watching your every movement.

"If you understand, then why aren't you in position?"

Nodding meekly, you lay yourself down, facing up as your head dangled off the bed, watching him step closer, cock in hand.

You opened your mouth wide, his hardened member sliding in, forcing your throat to adapt. He started off slow, testing you, savoring every gag and choke that clenched around his cock.

But the more he watched you take him in- the more he felt your throat struggle to stretch around him, the more he felt his control dwindle.

Dwindle down to nothing as his hand rested around your neck, relishing in the feeling of his dick gliding into your throat beneath his palms.

With every thrust, he felt himself closer and closer to his release. And the closer his release came, the more erratic his thrusts became.

Your hands reached up, reaching for his wrists, his arms, anything to hold on to. Anything. But just as your fingertips grazed at his skin, he let go, releasing your neck; a hand intertwining his fingers with yours instead.

"You're so beautiful, baby." He mumbled, placing a soft kiss at your fingers; his cock still plunging into your throat. "Choking on my cock like this."

You felt his other hand trail down your body, not wasting a second before filling your hole with his fingers, hooking them to hit your g-spot over and over again as he thrusted them in.

You wriggled under his touch, your screams muffled by his cock; saliva dribbling all over your face as you held on to the hand intertwined with yours.

"I'm close, baby. Fuck I'm so close." He groaned, thrusting his hips, and fingers, ceaselessly into your holes.

Your thighs clenched, trying to quench the building pressure in your core. But his finger stayed wriggling mercilessly inside, bringing you to that familiar edge once more.

"Go ahead little one. Go ahead and cum for daddy, hm?" His finger disentangled from yours, trailing soft grazes at your neck, then reaching down to grasp at your hair as he thrust himself inside, and kept himself there, burying his cock as he released himself inside your warm wet throat.

All at once everything came undone. You felt wetness seeping below as your hole convulsed around his fingers once more, and tears streaming above as you struggled to gasp for air against the cock twitching inside your throat; its warm fluid shooting down your narrow tube.

"Let me see you, darling." He pulled out of your mouth, helping you up to kneel on the bed. He situated himself next to you, reaching for his discarded towel to wipe at the remnants on your face; his hands caressed at your cheeks, admiring the redness that he loved to see on that face of yours. "How are you? Are you okay?"

All you could do was nod, not sure if any sound would come out even if you tried.

Worried at the silence, his finger hooked beneath your chin, tilting your face to meet his gentle eyes.

"Y/n. Sweetheart. You can tell me if I was too rough, love." He gripped beneath your thighs, lifting you to straddle him so he could look up at you. "I'm sorry baby, did you not enjoy it?"

The pure concern in his eyes sent flutters in your stomach and chest, as you brought your hands to cup his anxious face, then pointed at your throat.

"Throat hurts...but..." Your face flushed suddenly, causing you to bury your face against his neck, arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders as you whispered "I loved it. You...you were great."

And with that, he laid you both down, chuckling as he pulled you against his chest.

"I see...Then we should do this often, hm?"

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𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱