#turnyptown

[turnyptown]

Nanami considers himself a vanilla man. He doesn't have any specific kinks or fixations. All he wants is to make you feel good and make sure you get satisfaction from it. Or so you thought?

a/n: i think nanami is definitely a tits > ass guy, but he honestly despises the question

(m4f smut-ish, MINORS DNI)

Nanami who’s in love with your tits. The way they fit so perfectly in his hands, the way they bounce when you walk and when he fucks you, it makes his cock throb.

Nanami who thought you didn't notice until the day you wore a low-cut shirt. The two of you were lounging around at home and he couldn’t look away. You teased him, practically putting them in his face.

Nanami who couldn’t take it anymore, pulling your shirt off as you straddle him. He admires the way they spill out of your bra. He reaches around you to unclip your bra and holds your tits with his large palms.

Nanami who becomes so unbearably needy, rolling his hips against you as he takes one of your nipples into his mouth. He teases it with his tongue before pulling away to see your beautiful expression.

Nanami who later begs to cum all over your chest after fucking your cunt sore. Once you give him the go-ahead, your tits are coated in his seed.

Nanami who is soon fast asleep, face between your tits. He holds you close by the waist, dozing off soundly in his new favorite spot.

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suguru x fem babysitter reader where he pays in an alternate form of payment 😏

a/n: kinda like this one! i feel like geto loves his girls to no end and would give them the world if they asked. he'd maybe even consider giving them a momma ^^

(m4f smut, reader is 19, fingering, oral, missionary, creampie, dirty talk, porn w plot, MINORS DNI)

Geto Suguru hired you to babysit his girls. You stood in front of the large building, tote bag weighing on your left shoulder as you started searching for an entrance. Stepping forward, your gaze falls on two girls. They looked to be around seven or eight years old. The more timid of the two noticed you and turned toward you.

“Are you Mr. Geto’s girls?” You asked them, squatting down to their height. You were now eye-level with the two.

“Mhm,” the blonde mumbles, eyes locked on the colorful screen on her tablet, “I guess you’re supposed to be the babysitter Geto-sama talked about before he left.”

You nod and open your mouth to speak, but you’re interrupted.

“Geto-sama doesn’t like monkeys by the way. And you don't look like one of us.”

Frowning slightly, you sigh and stand upright again. What was she on about? You laugh it off and follow the two into the massive establishment, then a small room filled with kids’ toys and crafting materials. You sit in a small pink chair and start rummaging through your bag for your cellphone. You start searching for the text message Geto sent about babysitting his girls.

“Please make sure Mimiko eats her lunch. Also, Nanako’s tablet is confiscated for today.”

You had a pretty good guess of who was who. You look up from your phone to see Nanako’s eyes still glued to her tablet. She was watching some strange compilation of talking animal videos. You kneeled down beside her and smiled.

“Nanako,” you drag out the last syllable of her name, “Mr. Geto asked me to make sure you weren’t on your tablet. Could I offer you another activity?”

She looked you up and down before returning her gaze to the video on her tablet. You blinked and chuckled awkwardly, placing a hand on her head.

“Let’s play a game, yeah? Maybe duck-duck-goose or something?”

You seem to have caught her attention because now she’s paused her video and she might be considering your offer. She smiles and turns to face you with an idea of her own.

“Can we play a Roblox obby?” She asks you with a genuine, cheery tone. You shake your head slowly and start to think of an alternative. “How about we make our own obby?”

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The sun was beginning to set and Mimiko still wouldn’t eat her food.

“C’mon Mimiko,” you pleaded, exhausted from bickering with her about the small portion of food abandoned on her plate. She turns away with a pout and you sigh. You decide to negotiate with her.

“Mimiko, why won’t you eat?”

She turns to face you with sad eyes and sniffles. Your expression softens, eyes reflecting empathy. You tilt your head, signaling her to speak.

“If I finish my food, you’ll go home and-” her voice started to shake, “I don’t want you t-to leave, Ms.[name]...”

Your heart melted.

Mimiko buried her face into the bottom of your shirt and latched onto you. You held her until she eventually calmed down from her sobbing and convinced her to eat. You put her down for a nap, eventually Nanako, too. A couple of minutes passed before you feel a presence in the doorway.

“How peaceful,” a low voice chuckled. You turn to see the silhouette in the room, broad shoulders, tall stature, and long, flowing hair.

“M-Mr. Geto!” You jump slightly, standing from the chair you were seated in prior to his entrance. He steps toward you, glancing at the girls’ sleeping figures before returning his gaze to you. He grabs your hand in his, smiling at you softly. He thanks you for babysitting and then pauses.

“May I ask what your name is again?”

You tell him your name with a shy smile and feel your face start to heat up a bit. He thanks you again, addressing you by your name this time.

The man before you was nothing short of breathtaking. He was gorgeous. He pulls his hand away from yours to pay you for your service. You follow hesitantly as he walks to a mostly vacant room and searches around the furniture.

“I apologize, I seem to have misplaced my wallet.”

“Oh…no problem! Think of it as a favor, I don’t-”

“Ah, but I hate being debt to someone. Please, let me repay you in some other way until I’m able to get the money.”

You assure him it’s okay but he insists on making it up to you. You start to notice how the proximity between the two of you is starting to get closer and closer as his eyes start to wander over your body. His gaze burns into your skin and your chest heaves as you try to regulate your breathing.

You’re caught in his study as you make eye contact with the taller man. He starts to lean closer until his lips ghost over your own.

His hands find their perch on your waist and he moves to whisper in your ear.

“Are you alright with this?”

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“Such a dirty girl,”

He coos, before dipping between your thighs. You sigh out a soft moan, slowly rolling your hips up into his face. His tongue darts in and out of your dripping cunt, the sudden movement sending shock through your body. You whine at the feeling, growing louder as his nose brushes against your sensitive clit.

“When's the last time someone ate you like this, hm? So soaked already, princess”

Your hips unconsciously buck against his mouth as he works wonders on your pussy. He pulls back and shoves two thick fingers in your leaking hole. His pace is steady as his other hand holds your hips still while he flicks your bud with his warm tongue.

It was only a matter of time before he was drunk off your sweet pussy, latching his lips to the warmth between your thighs and watching you squirm.

“Geto- mmph! Gonna.. Gonna come-”

You manage to speak while he’s pleasuring you better than any man ever has.

Upon your statement, he stops. His fingers pull out harshly, dragging out a moan from your lips as he starts to remove his pants and boxers. He grabs your thighs on either side and brings you closer to him. You wrap your legs around him and look up at him, his face flushed.

“Should I…?” He started to ask you something. You don’t understand until he glances at his throbbing cock, leaking precum from its flushed tip. You hesitate before shaking your head. He places a steady hand on your abdomen and another at the base of his cock.

He groans as your slick makes contact with his dick. “Gonna fill this pretty cunt with my cum,” he grunts, slapping the head of his pretty cock on your clit. You whimper at the contact and lock your legs around his slim waist. His body was so beautiful under his usual baggy attire.

His length slips in with ease, thanks to your soaking pussy. Both of you moan, your tight hole clenching around Suguru. He throws his head back as your gummy walls squeeze his cock.

He could've came right then and there.

He bottoms out before fucking into you roughly.

“Jus’ like that, princess, take this cock. So fuckin’ tight, gonna make you a mommy, yeah?”

You clench at his vulgar words, moaning as he pounds into your sweet spot. Your vision felt fuzzy and your head was spinning. His dick rammed into that spot over and over until you broke.

The pleasure was overwhelming. You moaned out, the wave of ecstasy hitting you like a rock. His cock made you see stars.

Oh, but your orgasm didn't stop Geto. He was pounding ruthlessly into you, hips slapping against the back of your thighs. He moaned softly, leaning down to kiss your collarbone.

Soon enough, your soaked pussy drove him to the edge, making him dump his warm load in your cunt. He rode out his high before slowly dragging his cock out of you.

Geto peppered you with kisses and cleaned you up before offering you to stay the night. His current gentle demeanor contradicted his rough, yet pleasurable, attitude in bed.

He lent you a t-shirt for the meantime while your clothes were to be washed.

“If you stick around, I'll pay you like this every day. You'd be a great mother for my girls.”

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Celeb!Gojo x POC Reader

Satoru doesn't pay much attention to the things people say about him on social media. Not until they get his girlfriend involved.

a/n: celeb gojo prolly dont even manage his own account ughhh

(POC Reader!, suggestive dialogue, pet names {princess, love, babe, etc}, m4f)

You yawn, turning over to the empty spot beside you in the bed. Per usual, Satoru was making phone calls. He called his manager about his next events and interviews, simultaneously fighting allegations on twitter and instagram.

“Cancel the party for- What do you mean I’m trending? Excuse me?”

He frantically paced the halls, shouting yet still whispering so he wouldn’t wake his love. You heard the muffled rambling of his manager on the other line.

“It’s all about you and miss [F/N]. They have an image of you two entering coachella.” Satoru sighs at the clarification as he wraps up the conversation, eager to get back to you. He lets his head hang while his hands are on his hips. He couldn’t think of what to do.

It isn’t like he doesn’t want the world to know about you, he just doesn’t want you to receive any of the hate he gets on social media, especially by crazed fans who get upset at the thought of him with someone. You knew all this and still decided to fall in love with a celebrity.

I mean, who could blame you? He’s hot!

He paced more until he caught a glimpse of you sitting up from your shared bed. He stops abruptly and takes lazy steps towards you with a small frown.

“Morning, princess. Did y’sleep well?” He mumbles against your neck, peppering it with kisses and easing back into bed with you.

You rubs your eyes with a nod, leaning into his touch. His hands were soft, but cold against your skin. You yawn before stretching and putting your weight on him as you tilt against his chest.

“Ya haven’t slept that long since I fucked you to sleep-” His comment was cut off with a harsh smack in the face with his own pillow. “Ouch, babe. Love you, too.”

“Maybe don’t say things like that in my first ten minutes of consciousness.” You pout.

He gently tackles you to lie back down as he passes you your phone, watching you scroll on social media. You come across a fan edit of him before huffing and scrolling onto the next post.

Satoru reaches his hand out to scroll back up to the edit of himself. “What’s this? You make this or somethin’?”

You sigh before denying his inquiry, “No, Satoru, it’s an edit from one of your many fans.”

“Go to the comments, what are they saying?” He smiles, eager to receive the praise he gets on the daily from a bunch of strangers online.

You tap the comment section to open the pop-up and start to scroll through. He squints to read them and is taken aback by a few things.

“No lube, no… What the fuck? We aren’t stopping until- hold on, who is we?” Satoru gasps at the replies to a simple video of flashing lights and transitioning video clips of him. Is this really all it took to be talked about like a pornstar? He wasn’t sure how to feel.

A particular comment catches his eye.

‘guys chill yk he got a girl now’

‘when?!?! omg link??’

‘js search “satoru gojo girlfriend coachella” on youtube’

“Oh, way to keep a secret, Gojo is my idol underscore fifteen!” Satoru groans.

You continue scrolling through the replies which, to your surprise, are becoming less about your boyfriend and targeted towards you. And not in a good way.

Insult after slur and slur after insult, they were just going in on you.

‘that *** can khs, he dont deserve that thing’

‘Shes not even attractive bye’

You felt tears start to swell in your eyes, blinking them away as Satoru scanned the screen for some kind of joke. He frowned and stood up, dialing his manager again.

They exchange a few inaudible words from the other side of the bedroom door before he returns to your company and smiles widely.

“What’re you up to, Satoru?”

He doesn't reply, but instead sends you a tweet he made a moment ago.

He continues to grin as he sees your mood improve a bit, pulling you in closer. “Don’t worry about them. They’re jus’ mad cuz they probably don’t have the exotic gorgeousness you possess, baby.”

You smile but cringe a bit internally, “Never say exotic again.”

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Snacking w/ Connie

a/n: the other day i was thinking, connie would probably love those odd flavored chips from the international market n exotic snack shops in the mall. he's a junk food critic for sure.

(m4a, fluff (?))

Connie prefers when you do the cooking. So, he usually avoids making real meals and just heats up stuff in the microwave or snacks on chips when you're not around.

His friends noticed this habit of his. "Dude, can't you cook?" they'd ask him.

Connie insists he can cook, being a grown-up and all, but it's just not as good as when you make the food for him.

But then, unfortunately, you weren't feeling well. You caught some kind of cold. Connie went out and got your favorite tea and made sure you were comfy. You two were snuggled up watching a cheesy romcom, Connie holding you close.

"Connie," you croaked out, "you're gonna get sick too."

"Mhmm, yeah, babe," he murmured, not paying much attention, lost in the sound of your heartbeat.

As the movie went on, Connie's stomach growled, reminding him he was hungry. He reluctantly left your cuddles, determined to surprise you with a homemade meal.

He raided the kitchen, armed with ingredients and a vague memory of your cooking skills. But Connie's cooking attempt turned into a disaster. Smoke filled the kitchen, and the food burnt.

Feeling embarrassed, he gave up and looked for something else. Finding some of his favorite snacks, he came back to the living room, arms hugging a pile of strange sweets and uncommon chip flavors.

"Um, babe," he said shyly, "I, uh- tried cooking but... it didn't work out. How about we try these instead?"

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masterlist!! :3

☆ = MINORS DNI

Current fandoms: Jujutsu Kaisen, Attack On Titan

Satoru Gojo

☆ Celeb!Gojo x POC!Reader (M4F)

Suguru Geto

☆ Suguru x Babysitter!Reader (M4F)

Kento Nanami

☆ Nanami loves your tits (M4F)

Connie Springer

✧ Snacking W/ Connie (M4A)

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hi tumbly!

3/16/2024

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you can call me turnyp, mars, whatever, i don't mind much. i'm an afab poc writer. gonna start writing here soon but im new to this. ive never had an actual blog on here before (• u •)ゞ...

writing or posting tips/suggestions are much appreciated! im open to constructive criticism and feedback and my asks are always open.

i will not tolerate or write anything including hate (racism, sexism, homophobia, etc) or anything immoral (pedophilia, rape, kidnapping, etc) im here to make people happy, inspired, and whatever else there is to feel!

i tend to procrastinate, so apologies. i will try my best to write and post asap!!

before sending anything to my inbox, please read the rules and take a look at my masterlist to see if i've already written something similar. you can ask for sequels to some as well but i may not get to it immediately. thank you 💫

anon list: 🥨

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hi mars!! i kno youve jus started but would ya consider an anon list? -anon 🥨 (ps the nanami hc post had me kicking my feet!)

hi anon!! 💛

ofc! i could make oneee but i apologize if i don't keep up. was also thinkin about making a masterlist after a couple of posts?

(also im glad you liked it! sorry for not posting, work is dragging meeee 🦝)

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Don't tell people you'll write black reader fics if you aren't black 😐

literally where did you get this from?

for anyone wondering or chattin anything like this, im afrolatina 😭‼️

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Rules

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do NOT ask me to write:

✧ minor character smut

✧ minor x adult

✧ extreme kinks(p*ss, v*mit)

✧ incest/stepcest

what i will write

✧ m4f

✧ f4f

✧m4a

✧f4a

✧ 18+ smut

✧ whatever you ask for! that's reasonable, of course

no, i do not write m4m. i'm unfamiliar with it and i don't want to make any mistakes or miscommunications in my writing! sorry :(

fandoms i write for(currently)

✧ JJK

✧ AOT/SNK

✧ Haikyuu

✧ MHA/BNHA

if there's a character from a fandom not listed that you would like to see more of, i am more than willing to watch or read it to fufill your request :3

if you would like a fic with specific descriptions of the reader's appearance (ex. black fem reader, tall reader), don't be afraid to ask!

please don't send any asks that are prejudicial or rude because i will not humor you in replying.

thank you! ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡