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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MELANIE MARTINEZ

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Nemuri ( Midnight ) x Y/N

Nemuri and Y/N were finally going on their first date. They had been friends for a while, but both of them had been too shy to make a move. But today, they had mustered up the courage to take the next step and go on a date.

Nemuri arrived at Y/N's doorstep, wearing a casual yet stylish outfit. Y/N couldn't help but blush at the sight of Nemuri, who was looking absolutely stunning.

"Hi Y/N," Nemuri said with a smile, "Are you ready to go?"

Y/N nodded, trying to hide their excitement. They both walked towards the restaurant that Nemuri had picked for their date. As they sat down at their table, they couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

But as they started talking, all their nervousness melted away. They soon realized that they had so much in common and their conversations flowed effortlessly.

After dinner, they decided to take a walk in the park. The moon was shining bright, and the stars were twinkling in the sky. Nemuri and Y/N couldn't have asked for a more perfect night.

They found a bench to sit on and continued talking about their interests, dreams, and aspirations. As the night went on, they both couldn't deny the strong connection they felt towards each other.

Nemuri reached out and took Y/N's hand, making their heart skip a beat. They looked into each other's eyes and without saying a word, they both knew that this was the beginning of something special.

As they walked back to Y/N's doorstep, Nemuri leaned in for a kiss. It was a sweet and gentle kiss, but it spoke volumes about the feelings they had for each other.

"Thank you for a wonderful night, Nemuri," Y/N said with a smile.

"It was my pleasure, Y/N," Nemuri replied, "I'm looking forward to many more dates with you."

And with that, they both knew that they had found something special in each other. Their first date had turned into something magical, and they couldn't wait to see where their relationship would take them.

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My baby and me sugary sweet

Sakuna too you every where. He deemed you his favorite concubine. He was sweet just in a... differently. The other concubines thought you were crazy. Being his favorite was like signing a death sentence. You didn't mind besides you the pain he caused you tasted like candy.

You woke up with sleep in your eyes besides your king after a long night of love making. You can see he's already awake.

"kuna" you whine

"your up early whats the matter" The pink hair man grumbles while ruffeling his hair.

"I had a odd dream"

"Speak"

"Had a dream I was fallin in flowers then all the petals were bleeding after that I was in the bedroom with you and I was pleading for hours."

"Were those pleas of pleasure or pain ?" He muses

"..." It's not that you couldn't find the words to answer him. but you knew he liked it when you played coy.

"Answer me women no need to feel shy" He slowly tilted your chin up with his index finger. He didn't need a direct answer. He could see it on your face. It was truly frighting how much your face showed what you were thinking. The excitement was a reflection of your thoughts. Sakuna knew that it was hard to see what you were thinking but it was quite visible at this moment.

"Don't worry about it" You brushed him off getting up from your shared bed. with bruise covering your body even slight bleeding.

"How dare a mere concubine brush off her king fitting of punishment don't you think."

"I'll take it later then"

He drags you by your arm back into his lap. He soon takes a bite into your neck while sucking it. Moans coming from your lips like a lullaby.

"How about now you crazy women"

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Katsuki and Y/N had been dating for a while now, and their relationship had reached a new level of intimacy. They couldn't keep their hands off each other, and the sexual tension between them was constantly simmering.

One night, after a particularly steamy make-out session, Katsuki and Y/N found themselves in his bedroom, their clothes quickly discarded as they explored each other's bodies.

Katsuki's hands roamed over Y/N's curves, his touch igniting a fire within her. She moaned as he trailed kisses down her neck, sucking and nipping at her sensitive skin.

Y/N's hands were busy too, eagerly exploring Katsuki's toned chest and abs, before trailing down to his waistband. She could feel his arousal through his boxers, and she couldn't resist teasing him by gently stroking him through the fabric.

Katsuki growled in response, his fiery personality coming through even in moments of pleasure. He quickly flipped Y/N onto her back, his lips crashing onto hers in a fiery kiss. His hands moved to her panties, pulling them off and tossing them aside.

He positioned himself between her legs, teasing her entrance with his throbbing member. Y/N arched her back, wanting him to fill her up.

Without warning, Katsuki plunged into her, eliciting a loud moan from Y/N. They moved together in perfect synchrony, their bodies entwined in a passionate dance.

Katsuki's thrusts grew faster and more intense, driving Y/N closer and closer to the edge. She could feel her walls clenching around him, and with one final thrust, they both reached their climax, crying out each other's names.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat and their breathing erratic. Katsuki pulled Y/N into his arms, their bodies still trembling with aftershocks.

"Damn, that was amazing," Katsuki said, panting heavily.

Y/N chuckled, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. "You were pretty amazing yourself," she replied with a satisfied grin.

They cuddled together, basking in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking. Katsuki pressed a soft kiss to Y/N's forehead, his love for her evident in his actions.

As they drifted off to sleep, they both knew that their bond had only grown stronger through their passionate encounter. They couldn't wait to explore more of each other's desires and pleasures in the future.

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Giyuu x Y/N

As Giyuu and Y/N laid in bed together, their bodies intertwined, the air was filled with a mixture of passion and desire. The moonlight shining through the windows illuminated their figures, highlighting the curves and contours of their bodies.

Giyuu’s fingers traced along Y/N’s bare back, sending shivers down her spine. Their lips met in a heated kiss, their tongues dancing together in a passionate tango. As their kiss deepened, Giyuu’s hands roamed down to Y/N’s hips, pulling her closer to him.

Y/N moaned against his lips as she felt his arousal pressing against her. She wanted him, needed him, and Giyuu could sense it. He moved his hands to Y/N’s thighs, spreading them wider and settling himself between them.

Their eyes locked as Giyuu entered her, slowly at first, savoring the feeling of her tightness wrapped around him. Y/N’s back arched off the bed as he began to move in a steady rhythm, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.

The sound of their skin slapping against each other filled the room, along with their moans and gasps of pleasure. Giyuu’s hands gripped Y/N’s hips tightly, his pace quickening as he chased his own release.

Y/N’s nails dug into Giyuu’s back, her body trembling as she reached her peak. Giyuu followed soon after, his body shuddering as he spilled himself inside of her.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies still intertwined as they caught their breath. Giyuu pulled Y/N into his arms, holding her close as they basked in the afterglow.

“I love you,” Giyuu whispered, pressing a kiss to Y/N’s forehead.

“I love you too,” Y/N replied, snuggling closer to him.

In that moment, nothing else mattered. They were lost in each other, consumed by their love and desire. And as they drifted off to sleep, they knew that they would always find solace and pleasure in each other’s arms.

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"Once more, I had to put in extra hours. Most likely, Y/N is dozing off. I should enter silently." He pondered in his head.

Nanami strolled down the apartment building's hall, checking his watch. While searching for the correct door key, he gets closer to the door. Loud music caught his attention. The fact that it was your own playlist was the only thing that caught his attention.

Nanami believed it was considerate of you to know he didn't enjoy your music and thought it was strange.

"She normally sleeps around this time."

Entering the apartment, he placed his bag and coat on the hook at the entrance. The sound of the shower was audible to him. Taking off his tie by loosening his shirt. He walked into the kitchen to be welcomed by a note on the counter.

" Darling I also walked in the house late. The food is in the fridge. I might not be sleeping." Love, wifey

As he read the sick note, a slight smile curled across his face. He couldn't help but smile at your handwriting. It made him happy. He slowly walked towards your bedroom but stopped as soon as he saw the bathroom door wide open. You had just closed the shower curtain and didn't notice him. You just kept singing. But he could not deny that what little he saw of your body had not aroused him.

"Damn it," he thought to himself.

Then he remembered something he promised you when the both of you first rented the apartment. He decided to undress right there and suddenly got in the shower.

"AH-" You almost let out a full scream before I covered your mouth.

"Wifey, calm down; it's just me," he said while uncovering your mouth.

"I was genuinely scared, Nanami!" You hit his chest multiple times before he stopped your hand.

"I'm sorry. I'll say something next time." He started to wrap his hand around your waist.

It was so small in his embrace. He could not restrain himself any longer. He trailed light-hearted kisses down your collarbone. He could tell you were genuinely upset. You would have normally given in to his flirting as soon as it started. This time, you just turned around to continue bathing.

"Wifey, don't be upset. You made me react on impulse." He turned your body to face him.

He pulled you in for a passionate kiss and pushed your body against the shower wall to pick you up.

"Nanami, wait, we might fall!". He liked to see you worried. "Don't worry about it, Princess.

He knew what that word meant to you. It made her act like a teenager who had just fallen in love. He preferred to call you wifey and only used Princes in case he was in a tight situation and had no other options. He could see it on your face; your cheeks were turning red.

"Princess, you have to let me do this."

"I know what you're doing, Nanami!""

"You are not fooling anybody yourself. You're already wet."

"It's from…"

"Don't blame it on the water."

He could not help but chuckle at the excuses. You could see he was getting rather impatient.

"Na-Nanami I can feel the tip."

"I thought I was being sneaky." Just as he said, He shoved the rest in one go. Your voice filled the bathroom with moans and screams.

"Does it feel good princess? I know I have been neglecting that sweet puss- ahh"

He had turned you on. The way his voice caressed your ears. You felt pain but the pleasure was sure to overcome it soon. That was always the way with your husband. The way his cock rubbed against your gummy walls was the best feeling. The only thing that was sitting on your mind other than feeling of his cock inside you was the fact that he was not moving.

"Nanami why aren't you moving ."

"Do you want me to then princess"

"..."

"If you want something you must learn to ask for it princess maybe even beg"

You knew exactly what he wanted from you. You kinda didn't want to but you were quick to give in. If that is what he wanted. You put on a cute face and batted you lashes.

"Please get me pregnant honey"

He wasted no time thrusting his swollen cock in and out of you. Tears started to fill your eyes as his paced quickened. Your moans mixed in with him grunting echoed through out the bathroom traveling further. His glasses slowly falling off of his face. You take them off one hand holding onto his neck. You were so close but your back continues to hit the shower wall.

"H-Honey can we ta- ah"

Your husband stops his pace to letting you breathe. It took you a few minuets to catch your breath. You could feel your self tightening around him.

"What is t-groans "

"sorry "

"what's the matter princess"

"Can we go to the bed my backs hurting"

"Sure we can princess"

He leaves a kiss on your lips before taking you out of the bathroom into the bedroom.

a/n : This was hard as fuck. I went weak at the end. I'm sorry 🙏

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Turnip Head canons

1. He has a mischievous and playful personality, often playing pranks on others with his turnip powers. 2. Despite his small size, turnip head is surprisingly strong and can lift objects much larger than himself. 3. He has a deep love for nature and spends most of his time in the vegetable patch, tending to the turnips and other plants. 4. Turnip head has a secret talent for singing and can often be heard humming a tune while he works in the garden. 5. He is fiercely loyal to his friends and will do anything to protect them, even if it means using his turnip powers to fight off enemies. 6. Turnip head has a love for adventure and often goes on journeys through the countryside, meeting new creatures and exploring new places. 7. He has a soft spot for animals and can communicate with them using his turnip powers. 8. Turnip head is a skilled gardener and can make any plant grow and thrive with his touch. 10. Despite his curse, turnip head remains optimistic and always sees the bright side of things, bringing joy and happiness wherever he goes.

You got to love Turnip ! To cute even as a scarecrow . He was my favorite even before he turned human!

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Skittles what the hell ???

These shits are nasty af

The after taste is questionable 🤔

3/10 do not recommend 😑

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Kagayama and Y/N's rivalry

Kagayama and Y/N had been rivals in volleyball ever since they were in high school. They were both known for their exceptional skills and competitive nature on the court. However, despite their intense rivalry, they had always held a mutual respect for each other's abilities.

One sunny afternoon, Kagayama and Y/N both happened to be at the park, each with their own group of friends. As they passed by each other, they couldn't resist the urge to challenge each other to a friendly game of volleyball.

Their friends were excited to see the two rivals finally facing off against each other. They quickly set up a temporary volleyball net in the park and the game began.

The match was intense from the start. Both Kagayama and Y/N were determined to win and their teammates were equally skilled, making it a close match. The ball flew back and forth across the net as they both dove for it with all their might.

Despite the competitiveness, there was also a sense of camaraderie between them. They cheered each other on, complimented each other's plays, and even shared a few laughs between points.

As the game went on, the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the park. The spectators, who had gathered to watch the two rivals play, were completely enthralled by the match. It was clear that Kagayama and Y/N's skills were evenly matched, and the game could go either way.

In the end, it was Kagayama's team who emerged victorious, winning by just a few points. But instead of gloating in their victory, Kagayama and his team immediately turned to Y/N and her team, offering handshakes and words of admiration for their opponent's skills.

Y/N, though disappointed in the loss, couldn't help but smile at the friendly sportsmanship displayed by Kagayama and his team. They had put up a good fight and she knew that the next time they faced off, it could go the other way.

As the sun fully set and the park emptied out, Kagayama and Y/N sat on the grass, chatting and reflecting on their match. They realized that their rivalry had brought out the best in each other and had even formed a bond of friendship between them.

From that day on, Kagayama and Y/N's rivalry turned into a friendly competition, with each pushing the other to become even better at the sport they both loved. And every now and then, they would meet at the park for another friendly match, always with a sense of mutual respect and admiration for each other's skills.

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Enemies to Lovers

Zoro and Y/N had always been on opposite sides of the battle. As a member of the Straw Hat Pirates, Zoro took pride in defending his crew and their beliefs. Y/N, on the other hand, was a fierce member of the notorious Blackbeard Pirates, known for their ruthless ways.

Their paths crossed many times in the past, each time resulting in intense fights and heated exchanges. Zoro and Y/N were sworn enemies, both skilled swordsmen who refused to back down.

But as fate would have it, they found themselves stranded on a deserted island after a fierce storm. With no means of escape, they were forced to put their differences aside and work together to survive.

At first, they were constantly at each other's throats, arguing and bickering over the simplest things. But as they spent more time together, they began to see a different side of each other. Zoro noticed Y/N's determination and loyalty to her crew, and Y/N saw Zoro's unwavering dedication to his own.

They started to develop a grudging respect for one another, and as they worked together to find food and shelter, they found themselves relying on each other more and more.

As days turned into weeks, their constant bickering turned into friendly banter, and their mutual respect turned into a budding friendship. They found themselves enjoying each other's company, and for the first time, they saw each other as more than just enemies.

One night, as they sat by the fire, Y/N couldn't help but notice how handsome Zoro looked in the flickering light. And Zoro couldn't deny the warmth he felt in his heart whenever Y/N smiled at him.

It was then that they both realized that their feelings had changed. They had gone from enemies to begrudging allies, and now, they were falling for each other.

As they finally found a way off the island and returned to their respective crews, Zoro and Y/N couldn't shake off the feelings they had developed for one another. They knew that they were from different worlds and were supposed to be enemies, but they couldn't deny the strong pull they felt towards each other.

Eventually, they made the decision to leave their crews and start a new life together, leaving their past grievances behind. Zoro and Y/N had gone from enemies to lovers, proving that love knows no boundaries and can conquer even the strongest of rivalries.

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RIP

"I don't want to believe it. My head is blank with a feeling that I don't want to think about it. Still, every time I see Goku, I remember what Toriyama-sensei said to me, 'Take care of Goku for me, please' and that helps me to keep my mind clear. 'I vow to stay by Goku's side until my life is over.' Sensei, please watch over us from heaven. May you depart in peace." -Masako Nozawa, on the passing of Akira Toriyama

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I ate this up

“HEY, HEY, YOU, YOU, I DON’T LIKE YOUR GIRLFRIEND!”

“NO WAY, NO WAY, I THINK YOU NEED A NEW ONE!”

— SYNOPSIS: gojo’s stupid, stuck up bitch of a girlfriend has been ruining your very platonic friendship with him. he could do so much better… luckily for you, you get a chance to claim him back!!

— WARNINGS: afab! reader, porn with plot, dubcon to consensual, cheating (u r the homewrecker) + over the phone, voyeurism at the end (everyone’s toxic in this lmfao), squirting, unprotected sex, just the tip, swearing, spanking, back scratching, kissing, creampie, general unholy things, 5k words

— AUTHOR’S NOTE: DIES AND RUNS AWAY HELPPPPPP ME PLEASE MIGHT DELEYE LATER

you hate her. you hate her, you hate her, you hate her. who might you be talking about, exactly? gojo's... girlfriend.

ever since she entered his life, she's brought nothing but insecurity and tension. you seethe with resentment every time you see her, her presence a constant reminder of the barriers she's erected between you and satoru. she's like a thorn in your side, an unwelcome intruder in the bond you share with him.

and you've tried to tolerate her, you tell yourself, tried to give her a chance, but her snide remarks and controlling behavior only serve to fuel your distaste towards her. she's changed him, molded him into something lesser than what he once was, and it infuriates you to no end.

because of her, satoru's no longer permitted to late-night calls with you, she always has to be included in your hangouts, and even the innocent act of platonic cuddling has become taboo. all of it has been stripped away, replaced by her suffocating presence and incessant demands for attention. you hate her, loathe her for robbing you of the closeness you once shared with satoru, for injecting doubt and insecurity into the foundation of your friendship. she's trying to draw a line between you and him, but you refuse to accept it. she's bitchy, rude, and will never understand satoru the way you do. she's not right for him, you convince yourself.

he's not the same anymore. his smiles are strained, his laughter forced. exhaustion is etched into every line of his face, yet they remain together, and it infuriates you to no end. despite your best efforts to suppress it, the bitterness festers beneath the surface, poisoning your interactions with satoru and tainting his perception of your friendship. she's infected him, told him that you, the victim, were actively trying to seduce him. do platonic friendships just not exist anymore? and what's worse, he believed her over you. you can't help but resent her for coming between you and the person you care about most in the world.

but today is different. today feels like a stolen moment, a precious respite from the suffocating presence of satoru's possessive girlfriend. a sleepover with him, just the two of you alone. you had to lie, of course, that this would be a group hangout with shoko and geto, but then again, it's not the biggest of deals. after all, he was your best friend first, and then her boyfriend. that's the order of priorities things should be, right?

you relish the freedom of being able to spend time alone with him, unencumbered by her constant need for attention and validation. it's a rare opportunity to reconnect with the friend you've missed so dearly. despite the facade of innocence you wear, there's an undercurrent of anticipation coursing through you, a thrill at the prospect of having him all to yourself for the first time in what feels like ages. you can't help but feel a pang of guilt at the deception, but it's quickly overshadowed by the overwhelming desire to savor every moment with him.

after all, he's your best friend, and you'll do whatever it takes to protect your bond, even if it means bending the truth just a little.

as you slip into your chosen attire, (booty shorts and a see-through tank top), a sense of anticipation courses through you. this is your chance to reclaim some semblance of the closeness you once shared with satoru, free from the prying eyes and judgmental glances of his overbearing girlfriend. you're determined to make the most of this opportunity, to bask in his undivided attention without any unwarranted interference. the fabric clings to your curves in all the right places, eliciting a satisfied smirk as you catch your reflection in the mirror.

you know the effect it'll have on him, how his eyes will light up when he sees you, how his gaze will linger just a little longer than usual. you push aside any lingering doubts or guilt, reminding yourself that he's your best friend, and there's nothing inherently wrong with wanting to look good for him.

you feel a surge of confidence wash over you, bolstered by the knowledge that you finally have him all to yourself. no more tiptoeing around his girlfriend's insecurities, no more censoring your words or actions to avoid setting her off. today is about you and satoru, reconnecting on a level that's been sorely lacking in recent months. your gaze flickers to the door of your apartment, anticipation bubbling within you. with deliberate care, you spritz your favorite perfume, relishing in its familiar scent.

as the door rings, and in the peephole you see a head of white hair, you run a hand through your own hair, ensuring every strand falls just right. opening the door, a wide smile graces your face.

"satoru!!" you exclaim, darting into his embrace, your body pressing against his. you've forgone wearing a bra today; those straps always annoyed you, you reason to yourself. not because you're trying to evoke a reaction, mind you. he notices, awkwardly patting your back while keeping a slight distance. you loathe it— the awkwardness that's settled between you two, all thanks to her. the old satoru wouldn't have batted an eye.

"hey, y/n," he greets, his tone lacking the endearments he once showered you with. not angel, or sweetheart, but y/n. it's almost like an insult. you fight the urge to dig your nails into your palms. confusion clouds his expression. "where's shoko? and geto? and everybody else?" he asks, scanning the empty apartment.

"oh... something came up, and they had to cancel,"

you fib, a pout forming on your lips. "but it's not weird that it's just us, right?" you tilt your head innocently, hoping he'll believe it. after all, he could never say no to you, could he? you catch the subtle flicker in his eyes as they dart towards the door, but to your relief, he nods slowly.

"...yeah. guess it could just be you and me," he agrees, his voice carrying a hint of hesitation. your heart flutters, and you flash him a radiant smile, your big doe eyes sparkling with anticipation as you gently tug him into your apartment. it's a familiar scene—the two of you alone together—but it's been so long that it feels almost nostalgic.

he groans softly as he kicks off his shoes, placing them right beside your heels, before sinking into the welcoming embrace of your couch. the soft cushion envelopes him as he lets out a contented sigh, a small smile playing on his lips. you fight the urge to climb into his arms like you used to, knowing all too well the reinforced "boundaries" he's imposed between you.

but it's okay, you tell yourself, because deep down, you know it's not him—it's his girlfriend who's pulling the strings, dictating his every move. she doesn't want him to be near you, because she's jealous of the relationship you have.

but today, she's nowhere to be found to intervene. so you decide to test the waters, just a bit. taking a seat on the couch right next to him, your side pressing against his, you observe his reaction. he doesn't make any move to shift away. good.

"wanna watch a movie?" you suggest, reaching for the remote control. with a nod, his gaze shifts from you to the screen as you pretend to randomly select a channel. of course, this was all planned beforehand, though not in a weird way— simply because you know him better than anyone else. his favorite horror movie pops up, and his eyes widen with interest as he stares at the screen in front of him.

while his attention is on the tv, yours is focused on him. snuggling up against his arm, you smile softly, feeling a rush of familiarity and warmth. you've missed this, missed him, and you're utterly determined to ensure that your bond remains strong, regardless of any external factors. as the horror movie plays out, you clutch his arm tighter, pretending to be scared at the brutal murder scenes as you bury yourself in his arm. he cocks his head, a soft smile on his lips as he ruffles your hair, slinking his arm around your shoulder.

"you're such a baby, y'know that?" he teases, his laughter filling the room as you frown up at him playfully. but deep down, you're elated, reveling in the closeness you share with him.

"'m not, 'toru!" you huff, sticking your tongue out at him in mock defiance. and for a moment, everything seems normal again, just you and him against the world. but it seems like suddenly he remembers he shouldn't encroach on any of his own boundaries, subtly pulling his arm back. huh? he's doing it again. it's annoying, how much he seems to be determined to be loyal, when the only person he should be loyal to is you. after all, who was there for him after every breakup? who was there when everybody else let him down? you. yet he's treating you like.... ...some stranger, like you're the problem, and you won't let it slide.

determined not to let the moment slip away, you decide to take it to the next level. grabbing the remote, you press pause right at the climax, his favourite part, eliciting an annoyed whine from him.

"what the—hey!" he protests, attempting to snatch the remote back. you giggle, shuffling back against the couch as he tries to snatch it from your hands. your back is pressed against the handrest of the couch, flailing around as you let out stifled giggles as he tickles your sides. you yelp as he pins you down across the couch, a satisfied smirk gracing his lips as he manages to snatch it from your grasp.

his limbs sprawl on top of yours, his knee just between your thighs, and his breath hitches, realizing how intimate the situation is becoming. the tv remote drops out of his hands, clattering on the floor, yet none of you reach down to pick it up. your eyes are boring into his, you can feel his hot breath on your face, his lips mere inches away from yours. and you can't resist the urge to close the distance, to see if he feels the same way. but his eyes widen, and he pulls back the slightest, just before your plush lips can touch his own.

"...we shouldn't be doing this..." he mumbles, trying to climb off of you. however, you refuse to let it end there, not when you're so close. your legs cages around his, pulling him back on top of you.

"do what?" you ask innocently, batting your eyelashes sweetly. "we're just having fun... right?" your nails caress his cheek, and he has to bite back a moan as you push your wet crotch against his knee, eliciting a strangled hiss from him. you've been acting so strangely ever since he introduced his girlfriend to you. normally, you'd never be so bold.

"...this isn't right," he mutters, as you blink up at him pleadingly. your hands trail down to his chin, cupping it gently. "she'll never find out... just one kiss, please?" you plead, your heart pounding with anticipation. and despite his morals, he finds himself folding fast, unable to resist the pull of your shared desires.

it's just you... right? his best friend. and... his girlfriend wouldn't know if nobody told her.

he struggles to convince himself it's not really cheating, rationalizing that you initiated it and he's just... letting you. your tongue slides into his parted mouth, and he releases a soft sigh of relief, surrendering to the moment. you teeth clash in a hungry, desperate kiss, each trying to consume the other entirely. it's a messy, tangled exchange, filled with raw desire as you straddle his lap, pulling him closer with a fervent urgency.

his hands grip your thighs, fingers kneading into the flesh of your ass, igniting a fiery sensation that courses through your body. the whole situation is undeniably fucked up, yet in the heat of the moment, neither of you can find it within yourselves to care. all that matters is that he's here, yielding to your advances, and you're determined to seize the opportunity.

with a swift motion, you peel off your shirt, revealing a perky pair of breasts that bounce enticingly as you discard your shorts, leaving you clad in nothing but anticipation. he finds himself staring; your cunt is sopping wet, staining the fabric of his pants.

trailing kisses down his neck, your hands hastily work to unbutton his shirt, exposing his chiseled abs to your eager gaze. his chest rises and falls rapidly, a testament to the intensity of the moment. pressing your crotch against his growing bulge, you tease him mercilessly, eliciting a guttural groan from deep within his throat.

"f-fuck..." he manages to utter, his head thrown back in a mixture of pleasure and torment. unable to resist any longer, you unzip his pants with eager hands, stripping him out of his boxers in one fluid motion. his erection springs free, standing tall and proud, flushed a pretty pink in response to your ministrations. the tip glistens with precum, a tantalizing invitation that you can't resist.

leaning in, you give it a teasing kiss, reveling in the way it twitches in response to your touch. his restraint is slipping, evident in the way he bites his lip so hard it threatens to bleed, his face flushed with arousal. you rub your slick all over his dick, coating it with your substances, watching him squirm as you continue to hump his member. he's cute, so effortlessly cute... a fat glob of precum drips out of his leaking, flushed tip. you stop shaking your hips for a moment, placing his length just below the entrance of your pussy, less than half an inch before it's actually in.

"whaddya say, 'toru?" you purr, your voice laced with seduction. "just the tip?" the air crackles with tension as you await his response, anticipation hanging heavy between you, poised on the precipice of forbidden desire.

he wants to say no, truly he does. but is it really cheating if it's just the tip? the thought swirls in his mind, clouded by the intoxicating haze of desire that surrounds him. It's been far too long since someone touched him with such fervent need, since he felt wanted in such a primal, undeniable way. his girlfriend's constant accusations, her nagging doubts, they've left him feeling starved for affection, for connection. and you, with your relentless passion, your shameless desire, you're like a flame drawing him in, igniting a hunger he can't deny.

"yeah," he breathes out, his hands gripping your ass possessively, a gentle pat radiating a sense of approval. you revel in his submission, in the knowledge that he's yours, if only for this moment. you know he's been deprived, desperate for the touch of another, and you're determined to show him just how much better you are.

with a teasing smirk, you lower your hips, allowing his mushroomed tip to slide into your eager cunt. both of you gasp at the sensation, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of it all. you're so sensitive, mewling at the mere contact of his head against your throbbing core. his brain fogs with pleasure, his cock twitching inside you as you roll your hips, riding the tip just as you promised. his tip, fat and fiery red is sucked into your folds oh so easily, throbbing and twitching cutely as your sweet cunt takes him so well. it brushes against your clit, sending a tingly feeling down your spine as you breathe out a mewl.

but it's not enough, not nearly enough. you want him all the way, every inch of him buried deep inside you, marking you as his. without warning, you brace yourself, sinking down on his cock, taking him in completely.

plunging his dick deep into your dripping pussy, a strangled mewl escapes your lips at the stretch, the burning sensation deliciously agonizing as you try to accommodate his size. he chokes back a guttural growl, his head thrown back in ecstasy as you clench around him, your tight heat enveloping him completely.

but he's too big, too thick, and you can't move your hips, overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of his presence inside you. you swear you could climax from the sheer penetration alone, your clit throbbing with an insatiable need to be touched.

"s-satoru?" you whimper, uncertainty laced in your voice as you seek reassurance. for a moment, there's no response, and you peel open one eye, only to squeal in shock when he roughly slaps your tit, his lust-filled gaze piercing into yours. any lingering guilt, any thoughts of his girlfriend, they're all but forgotten now, replaced by a primal urge that consumes you both.

"fuckin' slut..." he growls, his voice rough with desire as he pulls his cock out of your sopping wet cunt, leaving just the head nestled within you before snapping his hips up, driving his dick so forcefully you see stars. "clamping down on me like some whore, is that what you are?" he taunts, his words fueling the flames of your desire even further.

"ah~ just for you, 'toru..." you babble helplessly, your voice laced with need as you cling to him desperately, your nails leaving faint traces on his back. he bites down on your shoulder, eliciting a sharp cry from you as pleasure courses through your veins, every sensation heightened by the intensity of the moment.

he knows it's not fair to compare, but the contrast is undeniable. you're so much tighter, so much more eager, as if your sole purpose is to satisfy him, and him alone. your grip on him is relentless, squeezing him like a vice, threatening to cut off his circulation. yet, in some twisted way, it feels right, as if he's found his rightful place within you, nestled snugly where he belongs.

"i'm gonna fuck you dumb," he growls, he promises, his words dripping with lust as he drives his cock deep into your core, each thrust kissing your cervix with a ferocious intensity. you stifle a sob, your eyes rolling back as you take him in fully, burying your face in his chest. the way he's gripping your hips, bouncing you on his length has your mind blurry, all you can think of is him. he feels intoxicating, like a drug coursing through your veins, leaving you addicted and craving more. you doubt sex with anyone else will ever compare to this, to the raw passion you share with gojo.

his fingers find your clit, flicking it and sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body, causing you to buck your hips and sob out loud. you're a vision of ecstasy, tears streaming down your cheeks as you cling to him desperately, seeking validation in the midst of your pleasure.

"am i, hnngh~ better than her?" you manage to mumble between moans, your voice thick with desperation. you crave his affirmation, your need for validation driving you to new heights of arousal. you want proof that he prefers you, proof that you're his priority, proof that his girlfriend will always pale in comparison to you. his balls slap roughly against your ass as he pounds up into your womb ferally, one hand slapping your tits again with a loud thwack. at this rate, you'll burst any minute. he maintains his relentless pace, each thrust scraping against your walls in the most delicious way possible, molding your cunt to the shape of his dick, branding you as his own.

"haah, is that even a question?" he growls, his grip on your nipples tightening as your juices drip down his balls. "in every way." his words send a shiver down your spine, igniting a firestorm of pleasure within you. he's being honest too, your pussy lips are sucking him in deliciously, your nipples are so cute and sensitive, you look angelic on top of him. his favourite, you always were. you don't know how long he's been waiting to use you like his fleshlight. it's all too much, his praise feels so good, you can't hold it in any longer.

in response, you climax with a force that leaves you trembling, your essence coating his cock as you moan and writhe on top of him. you uncontrollably gush all over him, crying out in pleasure. he groans at the sensation, gathering some of your essence off his chest before offering it to you, his demand clear.

"suck," he orders, and you comply eagerly, lapping up the mixture of your combined juices with a hunger that borders on desperation. he pulls you into another sloppy kiss, his tongue dominating yours as you taste each other, saliva dripping down your chin as you break apart, panting for air.

"you're taking me so well," he coos, savoring every moment of your unraveling, your body yielding to his every thrust. the sight of you, utterly wrecked and undone for him alone, ignites a primal desire within him, fueling his relentless need to claim you completely. he revels in the subtle bulge his cock creates in your stomach, pressing down on it lightly. a whimper of embarrassment escapes you, only serving to further fuel his arousal.

your pussy, slick and inviting, grips him with an unquenchable hunger, driving him deeper into your cervix. each whimper and moan that escapes your lips sends a jolt of pleasure straight to his core, inflating his ego with every delicious sound of your surrender. despite his usual ability to prolong the moment, there's an urgency in his movements, a primal need to release and mark you as his own.

his thoughts turn increasingly perverse as he imagines you filled to the brim with his essence, your body overflowing with his hot, potent seed. the image fuels his lust, pushing him closer to the edge of control. your slick coating your inner thighs serves as a visual testament to the intensity of your shared passion, a physical manifestation of the ecstasy you both indulge in. sanity teeters on the edge as you both lose yourselves in the throes of carnal desire, surrendering to the intoxicating pull of pleasure.

his balls tighten, on the brink of releasing his hot load deep inside your eager womb, when suddenly, the intrusive sound of his phone interrupts the moment. with a muttered curse, he pauses his movements, his frustration evident as he glances at the caller id displaying 'lover' alongside a picture of him and that dumb blonde.

you roll your eyes in annoyance, knowing all too well how she always manages to ruin the most intimate moments. reluctantly, he answers the call, his tone strained as he attempts to maintain composure while continuing his thrusts. you stifle a moan as his cock pushes even deeper into your slick folds, one hand holding you in place while the other holds the phone to his ear.

"hey, baby... what's up?"

he manages, his voice strained with the effort of suppressing a growl, his hips still moving rhythmically against yours. her voice, as irritating as ever, filters through the speaker, laced with suspicion and annoyance.

"where are you?" she demands, her tone dripping with suspicion. "shoko said the group sleepover was cancelled, but you're still at y/n's house. what are you doing right now?" her interrogation sends a pang of annoyance through you, but you bite back any retort, reveling instead in the ring of your cream forming around the base of his cock.

"just watching a movie. i'll be back soon," he replies, his tone casual despite the tension in the room, his thrusts becoming a little too forceful as you muffle a quiet yelp. she falls silent, her suspicions clear. "what was that?" she presses, her tone growing more suspicious by the second.

"are you serious? that was just the movie," he retorts, frustration seeping into his voice as you clench down on him, urging him on. "again with this shit?" he groans, his irritation thinly veiling his true intentions. she's a bitch, an annoying skank who doesn't deserve satoru. but you do, because you're the one who makes him feel good. you're the one who actually cares.

that's why it's justified, why it's okay that you're fucking your best friend.

satoru winces as his girlfriend's shrill screams pierce through the phone, prompting him to pull it away from his ear and rub it gingerly. he responds by driving into you harder, his dick delving deeper into your dripping pussy.

"she's like, so whatever..." you moan, your voice filled with both pleasure and frustration as you bounce on his throbbing member, relishing in every inch of him. "you could do so much better... break up with her," you mewl, the urgency in your tone mirroring the intensity of your movements. for once, he actually considers it, swayed by the intoxicating allure of your words and the overwhelming desire you stir within him.

"you're not happy... i can do it better." you croon, your lips pressing against his neck as you urge him on. "it'll be so satisfying to see her reaction." your persuasive voice, like a seductive melody, resonates within him, compelling him to heed your advice. after all, you've always had a way of guiding him, of knowing what's best for him. you'd never purposefully lead him astray, would you?

with a nod, he relinquishes the phone to you, allowing his hand to roam freely over your waist as you take control of the conversation.

"hey..." you purr into the mic, your voice dripping with suggestive undertones, purposely provoking his girlfriend's anger. lewd squelches resonate within the mic. "what are you doing with my boyfriend?" she demands, her tone laced with indignation and betrayal.

"mmm~ just making him feel so much better than you ever could," you taunt, a smirk playing on your lips as you flip the camera on, revealing the debauched scene before her eyes. her shock is palpable as she witnesses your disheveled appearance, mascara streaking down your flushed cheeks, sweat glistening on your forehead, and drool cascading down your chin. your unrestrained moans and lewd gestures leave little to the imagination, igniting a firestorm of fury within her.

"fuck, gojo!!" you squeal, your voice echoing with unbridled desire as his relentless thrusts drive you to new heights of ecstasy. the camera captures every lewd detail, your drooling pussy on full display as his cock plunges deeper into your slick folds, each stroke pushing you closer to oblivion. your hole sucks his dick in, pussy lips milking every inch of him he offers.

"you're disgusting!!" his girlfriend's voice crackles with disdain, crumbling beneath the weight of betrayal and pure resentment. "i knew it from the beginning, i knew he was in love with you," she accuses, her words falling on deaf ears as you shamelessly clench around him, lost in the passion of the moment. satoru holds your waist firmly, using you like a fleshlight as he drives his cock into you with unrestrained abandon. his hips snap into yours with primal urgency, each thrust pushing you to the brink of ecstasy. your eyes roll to the back of your head, pink tongue lolling out sluttily.

"satoru... gonna cum!!!" you babble incoherently, your pleas fueling his own desire as he increases the tempo. "yeah, angel? gonna cream all over this cock again?" he groans, his voice thick with lust as he drives you both to the brink of release. "you think you deserve my cum?" he grunts, his words sending shivers down your spine as you cling to him desperately.

"please, 'toru, please, please, please..." you beg, your legs wrapping around him instinctively as the pleasure mounts to an unbearable peak. you both climax simultaneously, the intensity of your orgasms rippling through your bodies like an electric current. thick, hot spurts of his seed flood your womb, filling you to the brim as you convulse around him, your cries of pleasure mingling with his own guttural moans.

you see stars in your vision, crashing down into his arms as you whimper, clamping down on him. coming down from your highs, panting heavily, he withdraws from your throbbing cunt, his semen dripping out in thick globs, mingling with the remnants of your shared passion. your shared cum drips down onto the camera of his phone, his girlfriend cussing both of you out. as the phone call comes to an abrupt end, you collapse into his chest, breathing out heavily.

sloppily, your fingers wrap around his phone, licking his cum off of the camera. he enfolds you in his arms, his voice a gentle caress as he whispers softly, "you did so well for me, didn't you?" his lips press tenderly against your sweat-dampened forehead, and you melt into his embrace, feeling utterly spent yet entirely content. with a sense of satisfaction washing over you, you nuzzle into his cheek, savoring the warmth and security of his presence.

you've got him wrapped around your finger, he's finally all yours. a wave of smugness washes over you, a triumphant realization that he chose you over his now ex. and sure, you may have just lost a couple of friends, but it all pales in comparison to the fulfillment of being by his side. "love you, 'toru." you mumble softly, clinging onto him. a soft smile spreads on his face, stroking your back.

"love you too, angel."

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✴.·´¯·.·★🎀𝓛 ( 𝓛𝓪𝔀𝓵𝓲𝓽 ) 𝔁 𝓨/𝓝🎀★·.·¯´·.✴

The atmosphere in the police 🚔 department was unusually tense today. It seemed like everyone was on edge or ready to quit. The reason for this was the ongoing investigation into the elusive criminal known as Kira, which seemed to be going nowhere.

As you made your way to the chief of police's office to drop off some files, you could hear the panicked voices of detectives coming from inside. You couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over you as you entered the office.

Chief Yagami was directing his detectives left and right. You went up to him and asked, " Chief what's going on ? " . With a puzzled face. He looked glad to see you. Y/N you said you went to Wammy's House as a kid right? ", He asked . "Y-Yes", you said as confused as you were. " Good come with me ". He said as he pulled you to a computer 💻.

As you tried to make sense of the situation, your thoughts began to spiral out of control. A guy who was dressed in all black looked at you. You thought he looked like he stared in an old school detective movie. You chuckled to your self but then looked away from the man .

An detective came up too you and gave you an ear piece. As you put the ear, you heard the chief's voice. 'Y/N can you here me". "Yes, Chief " . " Im going to tell you what's going on. " You waited in a frenzy for him to tell you what was going on .You took a deep breath and tried to calm your racing mind. Slowly, you started to piece together the events that had led to this moment. You analyzed the facts and tried to separate them from your emotions.

With a clearer mind, you were able to come up with a plan of action. You took one step at a time, untangling the mess in your head and finding a solution to the problem at hand. As you moved forward, you promised yourself to take a moment to pause and gather your thoughts before jumping to conclusions in the future.

You knew that there was only one person who the department 🏬 would go crazy for. It finally made sense ! You thought to yourself. L, thats got to be it. At that moment the department went silent. The chief spoke into your ear " Y/N I need you to listen carefull- " You cut him off just as he was about to explain what was about to go on. " It's L isn't it ." The chief taken aback by your response. " I was right wasn't I. "Truly a bright mind you are Y/N ." He said with a sigh .

"He is going to help us with the kira case. " He said strictly . " I won't dissipoint you ." Chief . AS the computer turned on with static sound. " Is this thing even o- Oh hello ".

"Hello this is Y/N from the detective agency"

"Ah- Yes Im here to discuss the kira case " L said

Authors note : I had no more ideas If you could give me a few that would be helpful. I will make a part 2.

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𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢; 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬! fluff and smut, praise/degradation/teasing, biting, toji is sweet mean, fingering, manhandling, size kink, toji’s pov, spanking

Oreo: just a little something something that I couldn't bring myself to get rid of cause I firmly believe toji would drop your ass on the floor. Then would use it in his favor

Crushing you with his large body into the sofa. Toji stands up the second you cling to him. He refuses to hold you causing you to squeeze him tighter.

He wants your soft thighs wrapping around his. Smiling when you whine, “Toji either hold me or let me go!”

“You’re clinging to me but ok!” He grabs your waist to rip you off his body and drops you. When you laid on your ass he stifles a laugh. “Ha-fuck I thought you’d wobble around then stand.”

Your glare is anything but intimidating, “You bitch! Wobble then stand my ass!” Toji crouches in front of you, mockly pouting. Then smiling widely, proud of himself and the ire he’s invoking.

“Aw did that hurt? Want me to kiss your pretty ass better?” Toji grabs you by your underarms. You’re so easy to manhandle and put over his shoulder.

You softly hit his back backside, scratched up from last night. Whining “How is this helping!” He can hear the pout in your voice.

Toji fondles your soft ass, massaging your cheek. “Your ass hurts so you can’t walk ‘round right?” Taking you down the hall into the bedroom. Where he lifts you off his shoulder and turns you around to face the bed. Which he bends you over the edge of.

You huff, “I thought you were trying to make feel better!” He pushes your baggy shirt up, sliding your underwear down. Softly kissing your soft lips, gliding his tongue in. Massaging both your cheeks and groaning into your soft cunt.

Toji loudly makes out with your cunt, kissing, sucking, and gliding his tongue in with deep hungry groans. You taste so sweet and you’re lips are perfectly soft. Such a beautiful small little cunt that takes every inch of his fat cock.

He curls a thick finger into your soft cunt, slowly gliding it deeper. Watching for any signs of uncomfortablity. Whilst admiring how your tight cunt grips his finger. Your lips parting for him. “‘S that better mama?”

You moan, “Nnnn right there!” He softly massages your cheeks, kissing the one he isn't fondling.

He rubs your sweet spot with the perfect pressure. Urging you, “Lemme watch you cum mama, lemme see your soft sweet cunt get juicer for me.” His words pushing you over the edge.

“That’s it mama. Is that all better?” He doesn't stop fucking your soft squelching cunt with his thick fingers. Stroking your sweet spot like you aren't feebly trying to run away from him. The edge of the bed keeps you from doing more than wiggling.

“‘S good daddy!” He glides his fingers out and roughly smacks each cheek four times. Leaving your cheeks stinging and sore, your trembling, eyes blurry with tears. Your thighs are slick with your cum. “Mmmeann!”

Toji insists, “It’s hard not to bully your lil slutty ass when you look so hot crying n’ your cunt gets soaking wet from it.” He curls two thick fingers into you, rubbing your clit with his thumb. “Be honest with me otherwise I won't let you cum again.”

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[the-weeb-of-the-uchiha]

Kenma absolutely loves getting under the desk service from you while he’s gaming- holding back whines as he chokes short desperate breaths into his microphone. His cock is buried deep in your throat, your head resting lazily between his spread thighs, his fingers slipping off the controller to grip locks of your hair, practically knotting it into the buttons. With every flick of his expert gamer fingers, he tugs your hair, pulling your head harder onto his throbbing cock. Your drool spills onto the fabric of his gaming chair, your fingernails drilled into his thighs as you suck on him. You can hear his friends on call with him, growing frustrated with Kenma’s sudden lack of ability to speak or play properly, it only makes you tease him more. But he doesn’t care about the game anymore. “One sec.” He mumbles, muting his mic and letting the controller drop to the floor so he can hold your head still and cum hard into that pretty mouth.

[the-weeb-of-the-uchiha]

Incase you are having another bad day

Cheer up!!!!!

P.S- Ain't komi way too precious ?

[the-weeb-of-the-uchiha]

nsfw below !

just gojo satoru dragging you to the closest restroom after you get a little too handsy with his best friend geto. or was it the other way around? he doesn't care, and neither do you right now. he practically throws you onto the counter while you try not to fall into the sink with a little yelp.

not a word leaves his mouth as he pulls your lace panties and shoves his pretty cock in your perfect cunt, always so wet for him.

"satoru,-shit- please. we were just talki-" your words are cut off by two long, slender fingers being shoved harshly in your mouth. his pace only gets faster- harder as every second passes. not once does he look away from you, making sure you do the same too.

"this is what you wanted- fuck, yeah? to be stuffed like you deserve. well, i'll make sure of it. i'll see how you're able to walk to him after i'm done with you." shivers run down your spine as you held yourself up, seeking help from the mirror behind you for support as he rammed into you without a care- two fingers in your mouth and two on your clit, fucking you in the way you oh-so loved.

your choked cries and 'slow down's reached gojo perfectly, he understood every single word. but all he did was smirk, as you crumbled underneath him.

he could tell you were close from the way you tightened around him, always so perfect for him. he'd carved your insides to make sure no one could ever please you in the way he does. "close already? my poor baby needs to cum, hm?" he mocked you with that sinister look on his face. he was right. tears welled up in your eyes as you tried to let out a little 'please' before he thrusted into you harder than ever.

but why would he let you win? he's gojo satoru after all. all his movements stopped making you blink your tears away. 'no, how could he?' was all you could think of. the two of you were inches away from each other, bodies still pressed against each other's, but devoid of the pleasure you had moments ago. he took his fingers out of your mouth with a pop before proceeding to put them in his, licking them clean of your saliva.

"no- i'm sorry. please let me cum, i promise i'll be good. please, satoru" you held onto his shirt, tugging it and rocking your hips, hoping for something- anything. you drove him crazy. he was gojo satoru. but because of you, he hesitated. he wanted to give you the pleasure you wanted so good.

"aww, but my girl looks so pretty when she's flustered," he says, as he wipes off the saliva on ur lips and walks away. he grabbed your panties before shoving them into his pocket.

"we're leaving. gotta finish off what you started here."

a/n- this is my first smut pls i hate it