#kento ml

[tojiwrd]

5: fate is fickle ; gojo satoru

pairing gojo satoru x fem!reader

summary when satoru breaks off your engagement, you understand and accept it. but when he marries someone else, you don't understand because he didn't want to be tied down.

content warnings mentions toxic family, mentions of forced marriage, emotional infidelity, bad friends (:((), and i think that's it! lmk if i missed anything

word count 3.7k

a/n i think this is my fav chapter so far lov you guys sm thank you so so much for the support on this!!

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Spending more time with Suguru after months of occasional contact was easier than you assumed it would be. You, usually accompanied by Reina, would go to his art gallery in the evenings with a cup of coffee for yourself and him. It seemed too similar to old times, but you always chose to ignore the video reel of memories that pressed play as soon as you opened the glass doors to the gallery of how you and Satoru went there for the mere purpose of annoying Suguru.

This was one of the days your elbows were resting against one of the thin marble tables in the basement—which, you had to admit, was crafted to perfection to be Suguru’s space in his gallery—and mindlessly scrolling through your phone while he worked on his laptop. 

“Yo.” You heard him call from his desk just a few feet away from you. “I have to run out to pick up a late shipment. I’ll be back in like—twenty minutes? You can stay here, we'll meet up with Nanami once I get back.”

Nanami Kento was another new addition into your life, and you’d be lying if you said he wasn’t the most exciting one. It wasn’t that you hadn’t heard about him before—you had, occasionally from Satoru who was his acquaintance back when they were classmates—but he was fresh and new which made it a lot easier to open up to him. You, Kento, and Suguru had plans for dinner tonight with Reina, too, who backed out a few hours ago because her mother had arrived from her month-long trip. 

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. Go ahead,” you replied, sending him a small smile over your shoulder as he gave you a short wave, gathered his car key, and went upstairs. 

You just continued swiping through your phone, replying to some text messages from earlier this week that didn’t particularly mean much. You’d spent the past few days at home to only sleep, choosing to spend time with Reina, Suguru, and Nanami. You had been in touch with Shoko, too, but hadn’t found a time to meet up with her since she’d gone abroad for an internship for a couple months. Still, it had taken you a long time before you finally began talking to the friends you had that were connected to Satoru. 

You heard the small ding of the sound the system made when the door before the basement unlocks through the keycard and furrowed your brows. It hadn’t even been ten minutes since Suguru left, there was no chance he was back. It was followed by heavy thumps of footsteps going down the stairs, and you only had to see the black lace-up shoes to know who it was. 

You wanted to scramble for your things and hide underneath a table, but you didn’t have enough time because Satoru saw you the exact moment his face came into view when he stepped on the third-last step. 

“O—Oh. I didn’t know you were here.”

You tried to clear your voice, to pretend that this situation was no big deal. Of course, running into your boyfriend of three years and fiance for a few more months who broke it off with you on a random Tuesday was, in one way or another, a big deal. “He left to get a shipment. I don’t think he’ll be back soon.”

For some reason, for some fucking reason he walked closer to you. You had said that Suguru would take a while because you wanted Satoru to take the hint and leave, not so he could step towards you—closer and closer till you could look into that sea in his eyes almost clearly— and take a seat three chairs down from you. No. You didn’t want him near you, especially not after the night on the balcony. 

“Guess I’ll wait, then.” His voice was honey. It was so smooth, so soft that your ears would feel warm whenever he spoke. 

“You can just call him.”

There was always something you believed when it came to Satoru ever since he began pursuing you before your relationship: he was persistent. He would leave little notes all over your room that you’d find in drawers days after they’d been placed, asking you to go on a date, to give him one chance. Some notes, you found days after you went on said date with him, and that was when you realized how he truly was persistent. It wasn’t just when it came to you, though. When you, Satoru, Suguru, and Shoko went to a bar with an indoor mini golf area, it had taken all three of you to manipulate the ball’s trajectory when he wasn’t looking just so he could pass the hardest route. It was two in the morning and you were ridden with sleep—it wasn’t your fault. When Satoru put his mind to something, he almost always achieved it. 

“No point. I’ll just wait—I haven’t seen him in a while.” Just as you knew, Satoru wasn’t backing down. 

You didn’t know his motives, and you’d tried really hard to not dig deep into his actions to try to find out. Satoru always haunted all your questions, he was like a ghost within your body constantly testing you, trying to get you to question why he did what he did. 

You remembered that you and Satoru were once a blank page, not an entire book that had come to a tragic, unfulfilling end. You tried to erase every word, but they were written in pen and the traces always lingered. So, the only thing you could do was close the book and keep it somewhere far from your sight, but you couldn’t do that when he showed up in front of you. Not as a ghost but as a person, reminding you he was still here, real and moving, and he had pieces of you that you would never get back. 

“I’m leaving,” you murmured, deciding that you had the choice to leave it all behind. To leave him all behind. He could haunt you from within, but you couldn’t let him materialize once again into your life. 

“Y/N, stop,” he said, arms reaching out to you when you walked past him to go to the staircase but stopping as though he realized it was wrong. 

And you replied, “What?” because even though you knew you shouldn’t, a part—a big part—of you was still left in his car where he asked you for the engagement ring. A part of you still couldn’t let him go entirely because you were never good at leaving things behind.

“I want to… apologize,” he began, running his fingers through his unkempt hair. He lifted his hand when you opened your mouth, beginning to say something, and he said, “You don’t have to say anything, okay? Please, just give me five—two minutes of your time. I just need to talk to you.”

And like he told you to, you didn’t say anything because if Satoru wanted to talk for five—two minutes, then you would let him. 

“I got married,” he said, as though he was in a daze within his own mind. You scoffed, but didn’t say anything. “And that… that was fucked up. You didn’t deserve hearing about the engagement three months after I ended ours.” 

Although it was all true, although you had relived all those moments inside your head, hearing Satoru say them made them real. This wasn’t Reina helping you get over him, this was the him you tried to get over for months. It was humiliating knowing he knew exactly what he did, though there was no doubt he didn’t before this. He knew better than anyone how you felt without talking to you because he was there, holding your hand when a stray tear left your eye as if he was still yours.

You still didn’t say anything.

“I met Hana a month before I ended it with you.” You weren’t sure you could hear this. If somebody held a knife to your chest at that moment, you probably would still stand still, completely silent because there were no words left in your mouth. “I didn’t intend on getting engaged with her, Y/N. I meant it when I said I felt I couldn’t be tied down but—” He paused, as if he didn’t want to continue. 

And he didn’t continue, at least for a few minutes that felt like long, grueling hours. 

“But she was new, and I hadn’t felt that… newness for so long. Not since I’d met you. And she said things, Y/N, that made me think we couldn’t get married, that we couldn’t work.” His eyes looked at your face, and it was equivalent to a thousand needles piercing your skin because he waited for you to say something, to agree? But you couldn’t, not even after he had broken you completely and left you on the side of the road like you meant nothing. Because in your stupid, twisted head, you could have worked. If he wanted. 

He continued, taking your silence as a cue. “When I ended it with you, I—I didn’t want to. I swear. You deserved better, and I realized that I didn’t deserve to be anywhere near you. I couldn’t look at you without feeling guilty about the second-thoughts I was having because another girl made me rethink.”

This wasn’t what you expected today, was the only thought swirling through the tendrils of your mind.

“You don’t have to say you understand because I don’t either. I’m not sorry for ending it with you, Y/N, because you didn’t deserve me after all I did, after all I thought about us. But I am sorry for lying to you and, in a way, making our relationship seem meaningless because you probably thought I moved on too quickly.”

“You did,” you said, surprising yourself with the finality of your words. But you couldn’t take it back now that you had made yourself an almost-coherent member of this conversation.

“What?”

“You did move on, Gojo. Too quickly. I don’t think that, I know that and you do, too.”

He tugged his lower lip between his teeth, and you looked anywhere but at his downcast face. It was hard to admit it to him because you couldn’t stop your words, not when he was piling on brick after brick preparing to tumble it all down with you on the other side. If you stayed there any longer—

“I liked Hana then, but the marriage wasn’t what I expected.” You leaned back against the wall, placing some more distance between the two of you. Satoru seemed as though he was clutching at the flimsiest of straws to keep you there, to let you let him talk. “My father—he pushed for it and after losing you, I didn’t fight against it. I thought a marriage like this would hurt less than us getting married and—”

“And what?” you prompted.

“And having to end. I don’t know—I didn’t want us to fail, Y/N.”

You smiled wryly, understanding there was nothing more left for him to explain. “Okay.”

“Okay? That’s… it?”

“I didn’t question why you did what you did before, didn’t try to get answers. I’m not going to change after you’ve given me those answers I never asked for.” At that point, you were looking to find any words to make a swift exit, but you still remained rooted in your spot. 

He sighed, fingers reaching up to pinch the bridge of his nose. “You’re saying you would rather not know?”

Of course, you wanted to know, but you had kept yourself from looking for answers. You knew that whatever ran below the surface of Satoru’s flimsy, no-good, unbelievable reason to end your engagement would hurt, and you were always good at taking what he said at face-value. Obviously, you were right but that didn’t grant you the satisfaction of a person whose beliefs were just proven right would. 

“I’m saying I’m over it, Satoru.” Your voice was convincing enough. "And if you want a successful marriage, maybe you should tell your wife that you got involved with her while you were engaged to me. I'm not the only one who you should be apologizing to."

As soon as you turned your back towards him and headed for the stairs, the door on top clicked open and Suguru gave you a wide smile and wave when he saw you on the other end.

It was funny, real fucking funny, how on a random Tuesday, every question that had plagued your mind like a ceaseless tornado over almost two years was answered by the harbinger of pain himself. You had been so deeply lost in your own soul, and even a person drowning felt uneasy when pulled back up into the air. Satoru pulled you out and now, he stared at you as if he was a friend who offered you a single piece of a chip because you were starving while he ate an entire packet of it. You weren’t sure how he felt but, with the way he looked at you, you were sure that some immature, adolescent part of him that’s growth stunted in middle school truly believed he had done you right. By telling you the truth two years later. 

You didn’t notice Suguru had walked down the steps and taken notice of Satoru and was now flashing his eyes between the two of you as if you were a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. You weren’t. 

“Satoru, man. What the fuck are you doing here?” Suguru asked, and you should’ve made your way up the stairs and away from them but you stayed put. Your mind somersaulted, making excuses for yourself to yourself that you had plans with Suguru anyway, and you would leave with him once he makes Satoru leave.

“I just wanted to hang,” Satoru replied, shrugging his shoulders. 

Suguru inhaled a deep breath and you could see the corners of his ears turning a dark, angry shade of red in annoyance as he stared his friend down. “Just leave for now, dude. I’ve got plans.”

You didn’t look at Satoru, but you felt his gaze on you as his footsteps reached closer to the stairs. You moved, not wanting to have any unnecessary contact with him. As he reached you, he halted his steps and looked at you and you could have buried yourself right then into a hole because you hated this. 

“I know I’m not in the position to ask for anything but I want to tell you, again, that I really don’t want you to hate me. We don’t ever have to talk again, if you don’t want to, but please don’t hate me.”

You looked at his eyes, then stared at him for a moment longer. You laughed, it was bitter and held a certain form of venom you had never shown Satoru, at the sincerity in his features. “Say what you just said but slower, just so you can also comprehend how utterly senseless you sound.”

A hint of annoyance flashed across his features before he tamped it down and shook his head. He started heading up the stairs, not bidding Suguru or you a goodbye, and you sighed in relief. 

“Y/N, I—” Suguru started, but you cut him off by pushing him by his shoulders in annoyance. “Woah, woah. What did I do?”

“You didn’t tell me!” you exclaimed, your voice finally coming back to you after whatever-that-was. “He cheated, Suguru! And you didn’t tell me.” You were saying your thoughts exactly as they leaped through your mind, barely comprehending that you had resorted to punching—albeit lightly—Suguru’s chest as you closed your eyes. 

Everything was blank, and for a moment you were convinced you had lost a wire inside your brain throughout this entire ordeal. 

“Hey, listen,” Suguru said, his arms reaching out to gently grab onto your shoulders. “You kept on saying you don’t wanna dig deeper and all that bullshit once the two of you broke up. And you were doing good, Y/N. You know how long it took you to start acting like yourself again? Four months. I didn’t want to ruin your process because you were healing.”

You gritted your teeth and said, “You had no right, Suguru. And you had no right to assume when I moved on because it didn’t take me just four months. If your—if your fiance cheated on you and didn’t tell you, I wouldn’t keep it from you.” Your voice trailed off as you stared into his eyes, and that was when you’d realized you truly couldn’t rely on him because he was Satoru’s friend first and yours second. 

You had—in great fashion—run away from Suguru’s art gallery before he could even form a defense to your words. At that point, you were sure he wouldn’t be showing up to dinner with Nanami because that would not be a good moment for the three of you. You had dug for your phone and texted Nanami, telling him that you’ll be at the restaurant in ten minutes to which he’d instantly replied saying he’ll be there in five.

It didn’t take long for you to drive and reach the restaurant, which is why you were sitting across from Kento who looked more curious than anything. You tried to avoid his watchful gaze, though he didn’t say anything. That might have made it tenfold uncomfortable because he often came to his own conclusions, without asking any questions, and ran with them. 

“Stop staring,” you muttered, fingers absentmindedly flipping through the menu. “And decide what you’re going to eat.”

“I already know,” he replied, unmoving with his stare. 

“You and Geto fight?” he asked as soon as you’d both placed your order with the waiter. He raised a brow when you tilted your head, feigning confusion. “You can tell me, I don’t give a fuck.”

You laughed at the lightness of his words. “Why do you think we fought?”

He let out a chuckle, barely audible, and took his phone out. “Because he isn’t here? And because he texted me and said ‘sorry, can’t make it.’ And he said you two were coming together and his text was sent the same time you said you were on your way.”

“Okay, genius,” you drawl, resting your arms casually on the wooden table. “I guess it could be considered a fight,” you admitted.

His eyes flickered with the slightest hint of interest but it was gone the next second. “Oh, yeah? Lover’s quarrel?”

“God, shut up.”

“Don’t go thinking I’m God just yet,” he muttered, a smirk playing on his full lips.

You threw the napkin in front of you at his face which he, unfortunately, caught with his hand. “Me and Suguru aren’t even friends like that,” you said, almost believing it. Truth was, it was the heat of the moment and you wanted to clutch at every strand of dignity to make it seem like what Suguru did didn’t hurt, alongside with what you now knew Satoru did, too. 

“Uh huh,” Kento sarcastically went along. “So what happened?”

You debated on whether or not you should tell him the entire story, knowing that he was friends with Suguru and sort-of knew Satoru. But there wasn’t anything wrong with confiding in a friend, right? You chose to give him bits and pieces from the day—about how Satoru, your ex-fiance wanted to talk and give you a whole rundown of how he pretty much fell in love with another girl while you were engaged—which slowly got you talking about the few months after the breakup and Satoru’s new engagement. By the time the two of you were about to order dessert, you had told him pretty much everything—not without being prompted though. As soon as the two of you moved on, he’d say something like that fucker’s so stupid. What did he say after that? It was almost like a conversation with Reina, but with Kento it felt different. 

He’d look at you every so often while you talked, a glint present in his eye that usually wasn’t there. He’d run his fingers through his blond hair and slightly lift the direction of his eyes to meet your eye, and if you hadn’t been shit-talking your ex’s best friend, you would’ve felt the warmth radiating through your body under his gaze more. 

“I meant it,” Kento started, chewing the last bit of the cake you forced him to order. “That Gojo kid is stupid for that shit.”

You laughed, biting your lip to contain the blush that crept up your cheeks. “Calm down, otherwise I might start to think you like me.”

He looked at you with a blank stare then tilted his head to the side, as if trying to read you. “You’re dumb.”

“What?”

“You actually think I’m not interested in you?” he asked, then laughed as if it was the most preposterous thing he had heard. You thought about it for a moment, and realized every attempt at flirting he made, you brushed off as a joke. That’s just Kento, you’d kept on saying to yourself. You’d ignored every attempt he made because the waters after a three-year-relationship were tumultuous, and it was never your first thought that Kento was truly interested everytime he made a comment slightly suggestive.

It took you a moment to realize you still had to reply to him, and in that moment you allowed yourself to feel the warmth underneath his gaze. “What?”

“I’m not saying I’m about to drop to one knee and propose or something. I’m just telling you there’s interest present.”

You weren’t surprised; only Kento could make something that people always shy away from saying seem so easy. You smiled. You weren’t sure if this could work, and you weren’t even sure if this conversation would ever lead to anything in the future, but it felt like a welcome recess from every other part of the random Tuesday. For a moment, it was easy to forget Satoru, Satoru’s betrayal, and Suguru’s behavior. Kento had come into your life during, what you’d consider, a limbo period where you were still navigating the almost-two-years-ago-breakup and its aftermath. He was fresh, and he was new. Perhaps that was the newness Satoru was talking about.

And maybe there was something innately weird about Kento, someone who was interested in you, to listen to you talk about your ex and then tell you he’s interested in you, but you’d always been a fan of the unexpected.

“Don’t go all quiet,” he murmured, twirling his glass of water around absentmindedly.

“There’s interest on my end, too.”

[berristreasuredlibrary]

I’ve been seeing so many fine ass men and women on my dashboard it’s craaaaazy

From Demon Slayer, to AOT, to MHA, to JJK it’s all over the place and so is my sanity.

So, if you’ll allow me, I’d like to write a few blurbs (?) about a few of the men/women I’ve seen on my dash (it's just three people but I will write more)🤭

A warning, most of this is in my opinion, so there’s that. It’s just what goes on in my teeny tiny brain.

NSFW under the cut, featuring: K. Bakugou, K, Nanami, and M. Ackerman x Fem!reader (all separate)

@chrollohearttags Maybe you’ll enjoy the last two, angel? 🤭

Katsuki Bakugou

He’s big and loud, he takes up so much space, his big, beefy body makes bodybuilders look like dwarves. He’s proud, gains attention anywhere he goes, who wouldn’t want a look at the handsome hero? He takes on the meanest, toughest villains, he models here and there, he’s on tv and billboards. His face is everywhere, everyone knows him. He bears the weight of so many responsibilities upon his big, beefy shoulders…and it takes its toll every so often. Until he met you, then that weight didn’t seem so heavy anymore. Suddenly, he doesn’t have to be Dynamite, he doesn’t have to be the big strong hero who saves people everyday. He can be Katsuki, or Suki, or baby, or honey, or darling. He’s yours, and you take care of him so wonderfully. He’s whatever cheesy nickname you decide to call him, even if he grimaces. You heal his heart, you melt his brain, turn it into mush.

Especially in bed. In the safety of your home, and the privacy it gives you, he’s just just Suki. He’s your good boy, following your every command to the t. You never would’ve guessed this big, dominant man would love to be dominated, but you’re not one to complain, especially with how pretty he looks beneath you. Beautiful red eyes watching your every moment, wrists bound together by a silk rope and tied to the headboard of your bed. His chest heaves with each ragged breath he takes, your fingers stuffed in his mouth, his pretty lips wrapped around your digits. Drool runs from the corners of his mouth, it coats your fingers so beautifully. Broken moans echo through the empty room along with the sound of skin slapping together, tears stream down his pretty face. His tongue swirls around your fingers, soaking them the same way your pussy soaks his dick. Praise falls from your lips, how much of a good boy he is, how well he’s doing, how pretty he is, how much you love him. Each word that falls from your pretty lips sends blood straight to his dick, making it throb inside your warm pussy. His cum suddenly spurts inside you, a drawn out whiny moan escapes his lips before he can stop himself, he whole body spasming as his orgasm hits him like a truck. Ropes of thick, sticky cum fill your pussy, so much that his dick does little to plug you up. It drips from your pussy, coating his pelvis and your inner thighs, yet you don’t stop bouncing. Pulling your fingers from his mouth, you speak in your sweet, sweet voice, “Oh, you did such a good job, baby. Can I have another?”

Kento Nanami

Nanami was a sweetheart, he loved to dote on you, even if you aren’t really together. You both worked with each other, doing whatever necessary, be it on missions or simply business, you always got the job done beautifully. It seemed like you both shared the same mind, always coming to a conclusion nicely. Nanami thought you were beautiful, a radiant little thing who didn’t have a single bad bone in her body. You hardly gave him any problems, even if you did he could never hold that against you. You were too precious for him, too lovely, too much of an angel. And to you, he was a wonderful man, who respected you and your ideas. He always heard you out, gave you amazing feedback, and he always strived to help you become a better version of yourself FOR yourself.

Nanami’s hands slowly glide up your thighs, softly gripping the supple skin, his mouth kissing and licking along your neck, sending your mind spiraling. His dick rubs against that sweet spot inside you and a loud moan echoes in the office room. Nanami deep voice grounds you momentarily, one of his big hands coming up to cover your mouth, “Shh sweetheart, you don’t want anyone hearing you, do you? I know angel, you feel so good. Fuck—you’re such a good girl.” His head comes down to rest on your shoulder, his pace faltering when your gummy walks squeeze his cock, his breath hitching in his throat. “You’re close, sweetheart.” A statement, never a question. “Go on angel, cum on your cock. You can make a mess, baby. Don’t worry, I’ve got you sweet girl. Go on, give it to me.” And you do, you cum all over him when his dick brushes that sweet spot again, your legs trembling around his waist, your eyes rolling back. Your nails dig into his shoulders, your pussy walls fluttering around his cock, squeezing and squeezing him, sucking him in repeatedly. “Good girl. My good girl. You got it, pretty.” His hand that was once covering your mouth, moves down, his thumb finding your clit and rubbing it in slow circles. Soft whimpers of his name fall oh so prettily from your lips, gracing his ears. “K-Kento, ‘s too much!” High pitched moans and squeals fill the office but he makes no move to quiet you down, why would he silence a pretty little thing like you?

Mikasa Ackerman

Mikasa was a quiet girl, she was always kind towards you. Always giving you any notes you missed, saving you seat next to her in class all the time, offering to tutor you whenever you didn't understand a lesson. A sweet girl with round glasses framing her pretty face, always dressing so modestly, she never got in trouble, all the teachers loved the straight A student who never caused problems. Who, rumor had it, was the prettiest virgin any guy had laid their eyes upon. So imagine your surprise when you see the so called virgin at a party one of the frat boys throw, dressed in tight leather pants and a baggy black sweater that barely hits the waistband of said pants. She's got a drink in her hand, her back against the wall, and her eyes are roaming about the cramped room. You spot Eren and Armin nearby and assume they had brought her along since the three were inseparable. Seeing a bottle being set down in the middle of a group, you smile to yourself, raising your head and catching her eye. Since she came to the party you wonder if she'd mind playing a little game with you.

Soft bodies press against each other, softer moans filling the small, dimly lit closet. Mikasa’s round glasses fog up as puffs of air leave both your mouths, lips barely leaving the other’s as your kisses get sloppier. Saliva coats Mikasa’s lips, sticky gloss smudged along her chin as she struggles to keep up with the pace you’ve set. Hums of delight leave your lips, your fingers tangled in her hair, your tits pressed against hers. She’s overwhelmed by you, yet she finds the courage to push against you, tilting her head to the side to grant her better access to your mouth, her tongue slipping past your lips and entering your mouth before you realize it. Her hands come up to grab your tits, squeezing the soft mounds gently, swallowing your sweet moans as she pushes her tongue deeper into your mouth. Your hands slide down from her hair, running down her back to her waist, pulling her impossibly closer to you in the small closet. Mikasa pulls back from the kiss slightly, catching her breath as your hand slide lower to grab at her ass through her pants, your nails digging softly into the supple skin there. As each second passes, Mikasa grows bolder, her hands cupping your tits and squeezing harder before her right hand drops down to your thighs and nudges them apart. Her fingers glide up along your thighs before stopping at your panties, her wide eyes looking into yours for a moment before she presses her thumb to your clit, feeling the damp patch that seems to grow with each swipe she makes. She continues to watch you, taking note of each sigh, moan, and twitch as she continues rubbing your clit through the thin material of your panties. Her lips trail kisses along your jaw then down to your neck, leaving reddish marks scattered about before she flattens her tongue along the column of your throat and slowly licks up, her thumb still swiping along your clit. Her left hand dips into the low neckline of your little dress to play with your tit better, her fingers softly pinching and pulling at your perky nipple. Your mind grows hazy as her lips descend from your neck towards your collarbone, licking and sucking marks there too. The coil in your tummy begins to grow tighter and tighter as Mikasa’s thumb rubs at your sensitive pearl faster, her teeth leaving their mark along the tops of your tits where they threaten to spill out from your low neckline. Mikasa’s fingers dip into your panties, her fingers collecting your slick before she shoves her coated digits into your mouth, much to your surprise. “You look so pretty with your mouth stuffed, princess.” She purrs, her voice dripping with confidence, almost as much as your pussy drips with slick. “Why don’t I take you home and I can properly stuff you, pretty girl? Can I?” And as she shoves her fingers further into ryour mouth, her eyes staring into yours, dark and hazy like your own, an alarm goes off. Seven minutes.

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INSTAGRAM GOJO SATORU

synopsis. a selection of instagram posts by your inner circle [part of the dynasty series]

tags. gojo x reader, like one swear word, rich boy!au

taglist. @jar-03 @animeflower26 @hyori2 @ja-zz

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yn he said to post this because he thinks he looks really good

thehonouredone i did look really good

satorusgf i can treat him better

— thehonouredone i’m waiting for you daddy

— yn jump

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drshoko aren’t you a millionaire

znaoya @yn hmu when you’re bored

— yn no

— thehonouredone no

— yukipookie no

— drshoko no

yuyuyuhaibara can you pick me up a milkshake and drop it by my dorm?

— yn yes ml

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yn vroom vroom

satorusgf why’d you have to do this in the shop closest to me

satorusgf you’re giving my a bad rep

satorusgf they’re going to snitch to my mum

— drshoko dw i’ll make it up to her

tagged thehonouredone

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yn i love you

thehonouredone i love you most

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yuyuyuhaibara snowball fight at kentos?

— kentonanamin i did not agree to this

— utahimeme you have the biggest garden

— yukiistheloml can i bring my little brother?

— yn YES!!

tagged thehonouredone, yn

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drshoko this is why we don’t hang out anymore 🤮🤮

thehonouredone we’re literally all at your place rn???

utahimeme you’re literally worse wdym

— drshoko you’re literally my gf where’s your loyalty

tagged yn

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thehonouredone she cried over no way home after this

yn we cried***

— thehonouredone you’re ruining my street cred

— drshoko mate what cred

satorusgf where’s the photo with all three of us?

— thehonouredone sorry baby she wouldn’t let me post it :c

tagged yn

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drshoko my one and only

yn are you shoko ieiri bc your ass looks great or does your ass look great bc youre shoko ieiri

— thehonouredone kys

tagged yukipookie

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yn GUESS WHOS BACK

yukiistheloml homewrecker

— yukipookie come pick me up

yukipookie love you gal

liked by yn

drshoko what about me???

— yn you ditched us for your gf

— utahimeme my bad xxx

tagged thehonouredone, satorusgf

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yn with my bf and his bf

satorusgf our bf is sexy

[lieyarzy]

Master List

About the Author

Jujutsu Kaisen Master lists:

Gojo Satoru

-Are you home? Fluff Angst

-That's your wife Sensei?!

Nanami Kento

-Wife Duties

Twisted Wonderland ML:

Malleus Draconia

-Draconia Family: This

-Following Yuu/You: This

-Family: This

-Love? Yeah love: This

-Armored Maidens: This

-My wife? Yeah my wife: This

-As hard as stone: This

-I am His, He is mine: This

Genshin Impact ML:

Diluc

-Give me a reason

Blue Lock ML:

Michael Kaiser

-Scenario

-Confees

Itoshi Rin

-Lover

[lillunna]

Yo, I just read this erotic manga about undercover drug cops and them trying to act as a couple to not get caught and I was really hoping for good romance and was deeply disappointed (spoiler ML ends up being a double agent for a drug organization) but it made me think that a undercover cop au with nanami kento would be bomb asf

[pseudowho]

I never thought I needed to know Kento's and Hiromi's cum color and thickness and quantity in ml & other details until I did.

Thank you Haitch! 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

I am, first and foremost, a blologist.

I like the study of blolology.

I'm just really into men cumming actually, I'll be honest, and I've coordinated medical research into the normal male ejaculation and fertility as part of my career so LOL.

Love you,

Mwah,

-- Haitch xxx

[kissinkou]

KISS ME LIKE YOU MEAN IT .ᐟ

ft. gojo, geto, sukuna, choso, toji & nanami.

cw : suggestive. making out. groping. cursing. petnames ( baby, angel, sweetheart, brat, doll, my love ). allusions to s3x. @sinuru for you ml !!

ᰔ˚⊹ — GOJO

satoru is needy and sloppy. he wants his lips on yours any chance he gets, and when he finally has a taste of your sweet lips, you’re not getting away. he’ll delve his tounge into your mouth, exploring it with wet kisses and sucks. he’ll groan, hands reaching to grope your breasts as a silent ask for more. he could stay there for hours, until there’s saliva gathered at the corners of your mouths in a lewd sheen of spit.

“ you taste so sweet, baby. fuck— don’t wanna stop. ”

ᰔ˚⊹ — GETO

suguru is handsy and slow. he’ll get you all riled up, taking his sweet time once he’s finally gotten you where he wants you. he kisses you slow, cradling the back of your head to keep you still. he’ll let his hands slide down your back, squeezing at the flesh of your ass in a tease. he likes to savor the moment, not letting it go to waste as he molds his lips onto yours in a patient, unhurried kiss. he won’t stop until he realizes he may have accidentally teased you a little too much.

“ ohhh, im sorry angel. you need me to take care of you, hm ? ”

ᰔ˚⊹ — SUKUNA

ryomen is possessive and hungry. he’ll keep you on his lap, perched up like his thigh is a throne. he kisses you messily, barely letting you get a breath in before his tounge is sinking into your mouth. he wants you to know you’re his, and only his, so he may just sink a bite into your lip with his canines. he’ll hold your waist and grope your ass, keeping you close while he devours your lips in famishment.

“ you’re mine, yknow that ? better keep kissing me like you do, brat. ”

ᰔ˚⊹ — CHOSO

kamo is whiny and fervant. he’ll let you take control, straddling him with your hands in his hair. he’ll whine into your mouth at the way you devour his lips and tongue. he’ll touch you anywhere you allow him, hands groping at your flesh in need. he’ll let off a whimper when you give his hair a tug, wanting more more more of you and your lips until he just can’t take it anymore.

“ s’pretty, sweetheart. want more. you’ll let me have you, right ? ”

ᰔ˚⊹ — TOJI

toji is teaseful and smug. he’ll kiss you hastily, not caring if you start to drool. he’ll keep at it, biting your bottom lip and chuckling when you let out a surprised squeak. his hands will squeeze and grope your flesh while his mouth sucks and kisses every inch of your lips and tounge he can reach. he’ll laugh when you start to squirm in his hold, not letting up until you’re practically begging.

“ what’s that ? can’t hear you, doll. gotta speak up to get what y’want. ”

ᰔ˚⊹ — NANAMI

kento is patient and sweet. coming home from work after a long day, just wanting to hold you and kiss you for as long as you’ll allow him to. he’ll gently slot his lips over yours, sighing when he finally feels your lips connect. his hand will rest by your cheek, one by your waist as he slowly kisses you. over time, his kisses will become hungrier and more lewd until he’s politely asking if you both can take the kisses a bit further.

“ my love, i want to kiss more of you… may i ? ”

©KISSINKOU — do not copy, steal, plagiarize, take inspo from without consulting, or translate my work.

[devoureddreaa]

JUJUTSU KAISEN !!

☆ “walk through, and start shaking my hips.”

choose your character..

☆ — saturo gojo

“nah, i’d win.”

☆ — ryomen sukuna

“you jujutsu sorcerers are a pain.”

☆ — suguru geto

“are you the strongest because you’re satoru gojo?”

☆ — megumi fushiguro

“oh, what the hell?!”

☆ — nobara kugisaki

“there are only so many seats open in my life..”

☆ — nanami kento

“no matter what i’m clocking out by six.”

☆ — itadori yuuji

“i want people i know to have a proper death.”

☆ — choso

“why don’t you try calling me big brother? just once.”

☆ — toji fushiguro

“who do you think you are to give orders as you please?”

more characters to be added soon! (you can always request, ml!! (✿◠‿◠))

[kentocraft]

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mi nombre es kento, para empezar, muchos no lo saben porque no lo encuentran en mi nombre o @ de twitter. soy un ariano un poco sentimental, compañero y sobretodo protector con las personas que quiere, con esto me refiero a mis amigos que me acompañaron durante un largo periodo en este mundo. nunca he sido lo suficientemente bueno con las presentaciones, pero quería que sepan lo básico de mi y mediante los días puedan animarse a conocerme un poco más, ya que estoy muy dispuesto a ello. iré por unos datos que quizá se pueden ver algo cliché, pero siento que son indispensables y es lo que hace a mi personalidad.

empecemos por la comida, bien, soy una mierdilla JAJAJA un poco quisquilloso, aunque también con unos gustos un poco exóticos, obviando que no me gusta la comida del mar y disfruto más de esas típicas comidas que te hacen las abuelitas, algo calentito y que te remonte a esos momentos de lluvia acogedores en casita. mi favorita es la pasta en todas sus versiones, aún más con salsa de tomate. de postre siempre elijo chocotorta, aunque no soy tan amante del chocolate o lo dulce. sí, prefiero lo salado.

mi color cromático favorito es el blanco, también el lila. no soporto el verde oscuro, fui a una escuela primaria donde tuve que usar durante años ese color insoportable.

indudablemente las películas que más me gusta ver son las de terror, mis favoritas hasta ahora son las de ‹el conjuro›.

la estación que más amo es el invierno, próximamente conoceré la nieve así que me siento lleno con ese sueño que cumpliré.

amo a los gatos desde que tengo memoria, soy papá de una gatita de 8 años, vive conmigo desde su mes de vida.

uso muchos memes de changos, por eso mis cercanos me conocen como un niño mono, me gustaría tener un macaco capuchino.

entre comer y dormir, prefiero dormir, tengo problemas para hacerlo de noche, de día tengo responsabilidades y eso conlleva a que sea un zombie. siempre me pueden encontrar en las madrugadas, al menos hasta ahora.

no me gusta estar bajo el sol, tengo una piel muy sensible y lo sufro después, pero si amo salir a hacer cosas en establecimientos, como ir al cine, a comer algo o de casualidad caminar de noche.

me gustan los videojuegos aunque no soy experto en ellos. mayormente observo gameplays. juego a minecraft, roblox, fall guys, plato. no puedo con los juegos como ml, siento que soy manco.

Mi banda favorita de la adolescencia son los jonas brothers y my chemical romance. con este tema, aclaro que soy muy abierto ante los géneros musicales.

soy fanático de chucky, tanto la saga, la serie, como el muñeco en sí. pokémon también es parte de mi vida.

amo one piece, no le teman a sus 1000 capítulos, valen la pena totalmente.

leo manhwas últimamente, es el mundo donde me gusta estar encerrado.

no soy tan bueno dibujando, pero es un hobby que acompaña desde mi niñez.

como persona, considero que la comunicación es lo más relevante dentro de una relación amorosa o amistosa, suelo optar por ello ya que últimamente aprendí que es lo que te lleva a una resolución. aún así, cuando no hay un entendimiento de por medio, prefiero alejarme.

me enojo con facilidad cuando no pueden escucharme a pesar de que intento dar un punto. Amo ser parte de la vida de las personas y que se sientan en confianza de depositar sus sentimientos en mi y recibir mi ayuda y consejos.

detesto las incomodidades, así que para no generar un clima tenso, prefiero retirarme de dónde estoy, aunque hay casos donde lo dejo pasar si no se vuelve pesado.

mi mayor red flag es que soy celoso e impulsivo, pero está claro que no tengo malos sentimientos, al contrario, soy una persona que tiene mucho para dar, sobre todo cuando estoy en una relación, me gusta recibir y dar atención, soy pretencioso pero creo que me esfuerzo para que algo funcione y es lo que admiro de mi mismo.

soy muy buena onda y dado, por lo que si están interesados en conocerme, te puedo tratar como si te conociera de toda la vida, así empiezan las historias más lindas, no me gusta ser borde con nadie, pero tampoco incomodarlos, por lo que espero reciprocidad.

una canción que me recuerda mucho a mi infancia es “no me preocupo” de oliver y su pandilla, cuando era chiquito la veía una y otra vez, mis padres tenían un cassette especialmente para mí. y si aún no vieron la película, se las recomiendo, más aún a los amantes de los michis (y en parte perritos).

pero otra un poco menos “infantil” es need you know de lady antebellum. solía cantarla con mi papá y me trae recuerdos algo dolorosos, pero dentro de todo cálidos.

en fin, no sé si hablé mucho o poco, pero espero que a través de esto sepan un poquito más de mi, mwah.

[kakenaku]

dramas I enjoyed in 2020

the school nurse files- the synopsis had me thinking it was horror but I was pleasantly surprised that it was just a bizarre little show that was fun to watch but also kinda heartbreaking (ep5....). gave me an interesting moon sori x jung yumi relationship, hong inpyo and also jellies. eunyoung and inpyo was the most interesting pairing to watch this year.

the cursed- cannot stress enough how much I loved this show it had such an interesting plot and jung jiso as sojin was probably one of my favourite characters of the year. they didn't kill of my fave so that was a plus lmao anyways looking forward to the sequel and movie with oya!

extracurricular- made me lose my mind every episode and I still think about bae gyuri a lot

black dog- probably my favourite of the year it's just a brilliant show the cast did incredibly to portray reserved emotions (mainly haneul and ji haewon) which made me cry a bit.

kingdom 2- I just love zombies

hi bye mama- as a kyuhyung fan this was a gift to me because he got to show off his range but my favourite character was oh minjeong (a stepmum who isn't evil for once?? a breath of fresh air)

miu404- best duo! suda masaki selling donut pills! something about running! just a top notch show

unsung cinderella- ok it wasn't actually THAT incredible or anything I just enjoy medical dramas that aren't the whole miraculous surgeries but it was instead about pharmacists which was nice to see

hanzawa naoki 2- I liked s1 slightlyyy better but I can't deny the additional casting of kaku kento did sway me. the hanzawa x owada dynamic was so so good this season though

youkai sharehouse- just fun and some of the youkai tales were familiar to me so maybe it was the nostalgia?? I couldn't stand the senior colleague guy but temple boy was cute and the main character was adorable

gibo to musume sp- this being a 2020 special is such a lie I felt like it was ages ago but yh I loved s1 so the sp was just a bit of light fun in contrast

oyabaka seishun- 5mins of farmer boy taishi and nagano mei is adorable she was great in this

bonus: shows that aren't exactly good but I had a blast watching anyways

nobody knows- ok this shouldnt be in this section but I had too many ??? moments in regards the the ml but I adored youngjin and her little family with my whole heart

meow the secret boy- like no I wouldn't recommend it but it did make me scream internally at how bad it was so it was fun

zombie detective- just a ridiculous show and kept me entertained each week so I can't complain

once again- because I was only really watching oh yoonahs scenes anyways but her and kdh were nice they were just nonexistent

birthcare center- had my faves as leads so that had me sold and it was short to watch. some of it had me like??? so not fantastic but they had fun with the wild scenarios/editing so that was cool

search- made no sense but zombies!!

tario- this was like 6eps?? not good lmao but watched it with a friend so it was fun plus okada masaki is so fine

gokushufudou- my shison jun blonde awakening lmao

alice in borderland- can't say it was good but it sure was exciting also karube I love you

skate into love- bad but in a hilarious way honestly the hardest i’ve laughed in a while