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Happy Birthday to the best sports anime MC ever. MY BABY GIRL I LOVE YOU SHOYO HINATA

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anyone taking tokyo debunker yume comms

*jumps off a bridge*

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no fucking clue what this scene could mean but Subaru looks like a prince and now i want to kiss him all over his face

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this unironically made my little mexican heart jump in joy

tokyo debunker: asking the ghouls to do the “me jalo” tiktok dance trend 💃🏻🕺🏻 !

refer here for the dance trend reference! enjoy part two ! 🩷

sinostra

taiga hoshibami

you must have like the balls of steel to ask this man to dance with you

if you do, somehow convince him.. he wouldn't let you record and it could go in two ways. one, he will be actually enjoying himself, tickling your sides as you twirl towards him. the other, is he did one or two steps, and off he goes to gamble.

give yourself a pat on the back for somehow convincing taiga though!

romeo scorpio lucci

the string of harsh words that come out of this guy's mouth 💀 but you know he doesn't mean it because of the tinted blush on his face.

you gotta like.... gaslight him to do this trend with you. also another one who doesn't allow you to record so this is gonna be part of your memory.

he can dance and follow the step well. would berate you if you couldn't follow it correctly and would want you restart the audio again. (funny for someone who doesn't wanna do it...)

ritsu shinjo

only way to get him to do this, is you have to be really close to him & pay his ridiculous fee to do this trend.

would record it, to keep as ‘evidence’ but you'll catch him (he denies it) cracking a small smile as he replays the video again.

his movements is like a robot, he can't dance for shit. the whole video, you could see yourself HOLD IN YOUR LAUGHTER.

hotarubi

subaru kagami

HAPPILY OBLIGED

a fast learner too. took a few takes because you both were giggling at how the dance would go.

bro. the. way. he. watched. you. dance. towards. him. with. his. soft. smile. and. soft. eyes. YOU DIED INTERNALLY. 😩😩😩😩

haru kusanagi

“another tiktok trend with me? are you trying to hint something, princess?” when you bring up the idea. 🤭🤭🤭

as you dance towards him, his eyes will stay on you. making your heart race and face heat up in embarrassment. you literally had to swat him when you twirl in his arm.

after the twirl, he would go the extra mile and princess carry you out of the frame while giggling.

zenji kotodoma

happy to do it with you but the camera wouldn't be able to capture him so you keep the video for yourself.

happily dancing along with you, floating towards you while giving you sweet compliments on how cute you are 😭

did the happy excited floating around when you twirl around. HE IS SO HAPPY TO BE INCLUDED.

obscuary

edward hart

“can i do it from my bed?” he proposes, making you internally sigh. 😤

so thats what you did. you recorded the first few seconds of him pulling you towards him and then flip the camera to yourself in 0.5 mode dancing towards him. the final part was just him shaking his hands and you twirling next to his bed. 😭💀

he then snakes his arm around you and pull you to bed next to him. so that he could review the video with you 🧍🏻‍♀️

rui mizuki

happy to be apart of it. (he saw haru's post and was lowkey hoping that you would ask him to do it with you.)

since you guys couldn't touch each other, the hazmat suit made its comeback. so you are back looking like a marshmallow, dancing towards him.

couldn't stop laughing because he thinks you look super cute dancing towards him. 😩 after the dance, the last few seconds he would pick up the phone and show you in your fit, making you want to hit him 🤣

lyca colt

want to do it because he saw a few of his classmates talk about the trend 🥹

took him awhile to learn and was super determined to get it right (I LOVE HIM AAAAA) would get embarrassed though when its towards the last part where you had to twirl towards him 🤭

was super excited and wanted to show everyone the video 😭 showed subaru and asked if they could do it together too (cue his sparkling eyes with his wagging tail)

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yuri isami

you asked as a joke at first, AND HE EXPLODED, started yapping about how you had so much free time to do this so you should focus more on studying, blablabla

until you mention it could potentially gain the house more ghouls and students, which made him somewhat agree.

HAD THE MOST EMBARRASSED but serious face (he was focused on not messing up the dance steps) 😭 but when you twirl towards him, he catches you and drops you out of embarrassment 💆🏻

jiro kirisaki

“i don't dance. 😐” as he looks dead into your eye. so, you pulled out the doing the tiktok trend would releases endorphins (the “feel good” hormones), reducing stress, anxiety, and depression symptoms 🤭

another robot dancer. he can learn the dance but his face is so noncholant, you couldn't take him seriously.

after you twirl towards him, he simply nodded his head and asked if you are satisfied with the video you guys took. (IT WILL HAVE TO DO OKAY) 😭

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unironically, i think gojo would listen to new kids on the block

one day he’s listening to one of their songs on his walkman with his headphones on, and he’s singing along to the song, his eyes closed as he dances to the choreography of the song and snapping his fingers to the melody of the song, and when he turns around and opens his eyes, suguru and shoko are standing infront of him, staring at him with either;

A: trying to contain their laughter

B: genuinely bewildered by how gojo can actually dance and speak english well

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this is so good it left me speechless.

ⓘ 01. JUST FOR SCIENCE !

⤷ SMUT ﹫ nerd!tsukishima kei x fem!reader ﹫ mdni ﹫ university au!

⚠︎ mdni, (kinda rough?) fingering, dirty talk kinda, p with plot, established relationship .ᐟ.ᐟ

it was a req! but I weirdly couldn’t answer it so, here!!

Tsukishima had been deep in a study session at the university library when you sent the message. He almost didn’t check it—his phone buzzed against the table, and he rolled his eyes before flipping it over lazily. The preview alone made his entire body lock up:

“Babe I saw this vid and thought of u. Try it on me later?”

Attached was a screenshot from a TikTok that screamed chaos. It featured some guy, dead serious, explaining how to make a girl squirt—his voice flat, instructional: _“Press down right here on her lower stomach, tense your fingers hard, and shake—_like actually shake—if you do it right, she’ll flood.”

Tsukishima had paused, blinked once. Then again.

And again.

Of course you would send something like that.

He’d cleared his throat and tilted his screen away from Yamaguchi, who was mid-rant about some biochem professor being a demon in human form. Kei pretended to nod along, face schooled into neutrality, but his ears burned red hot. He tried to shove the image out of his mind—your voice asking him to try it on you, the mental picture of your thighs trembling under his hand, your face twisted in overwhelmed pleasure.

God, he was not going to survive the rest of this class.

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By the time he got back to the apartment, his brain was a mess of formulas, suppressed hard-ons, and way too many tabs open on his laptop—half were lecture notes, the rest were very, very specific Reddit threads.

The place was dim and warm when he walked in, the lights low, the curtains drawn. You were already there, stretched out on his bed in nothing but one of his hoodies, scrolling your phone like you hadn’t just ruined him in the middle of a public academic setting.

He dropped his bag and closed the door behind him with a soft click.

You didn’t look up. “Learn anything in class today?”

Kei kicked off his shoes and stalked over. “Mm. Something like that.”

You smirked but barely had time to react before he was over you—knees pressing into the mattress, one hand bracing beside your head, the other pushing your thighs apart with no preamble. He didn’t even kiss you first. He just looked at you with a sharp, unreadable gaze and murmured, “Still want me to try it?”

You blinked. “Try wha—oh.”

Then it hit. You swallowed.

He leaned down and kissed the side of your neck, slowly. “Don’t get shy now. You asked for this, didn’t you?” His voice was low and lazy, but his fingers already curled into the waistband of your panties, tugging them down. “Sent me fucking tutorials in public.”

You let out a breathy laugh. “You liked it.”

“Doesn’t mean I’m letting it slide.” He ghosted his knuckles along your inner thigh. “You made me sit through a 90-minute lecture with a hard-on. You’re paying for that.”

Your stomach flipped. You spread your legs a little wider, feeling heat pulse through your core. He sat back and took in the sight like he was memorizing it—your body under him, already flushed and open.

Tsukishima rolled his sleeves up. “Let’s be clear—this is science.”

You snorted. “Science, huh?”

“I’m testing a hypothesis,” he said, dry. “Let’s see if your little video was telling the truth.”

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He was careful at first—methodical. It was annoyingly hot how analytical he got about it.

Two fingers in, slow. A curl. A press.

He watched your face like he was taking notes in his head.

“That it?” he asked. “Right there?”

You gasped, hips twitching. “Yes—yes, that’s it—”

His glasses slid a little down his nose as he adjusted, leaning forward for better leverage. His fingers pressed deeper, and this time he added pressure with the heel of his hand to your pelvis. You cried out, thighs tensing.

“Okay,” he muttered more to himself. “Now… tense up the forearm…”

You could feel it—his entire arm stiffening. Then his fingers shook, a small, fast motion inside you that felt like a jolt of electricity.

You arched, moaning, nails digging into his wrist. “Kei—!”

“There it is,” he said softly, like he’d just discovered a new species.

He kept going, movements precise but brutal, and you were unraveling fast. He pressed down harder, rubbed exactly where you needed it from inside, and when your stomach jumped under his palm, he glanced up with a smirk.

“Feel that?” he murmured. “That tension right here—that’s your bladder shifting. But don’t worry. You’re not going to piss yourself.”

“Wh—what—?”

He was still talking. “Squirting is basically a form of female ejaculation—it’s expelled from the urethra, but chemically, it’s not urine. The Skene’s glands—sometimes called the female prostate—produce a fluid when stimulated—”

“Kei—!” you gasped.

“—and when the anterior wall of the vagina is stimulated enough, like this—” he curled his fingers harder, grinding them into that spot again, “—it builds pressure until the pelvic floor releases.”

You were close. Too close.

“I—I think I’m gonna—wait—I don’t know if—”

He didn’t stop. “It’s fine. Let it go. It’s just your body responding to stimuli—completely natural, really. Biomechanics at its best—”

You slammed a hand over your face, panting. “K-kei, just shut up—!”

He laughed, dark and low. “Oh? You want me to stop being educational while you soak my bed?”

“I’m serious—!” your voice cracked, and then your body tensed, thighs shaking, muscles locking up so hard you thought you might explode.

Then—

It hit. Hard.

A sudden rush, a high-pitched cry ripped from your throat as your body convulsed, hips jerking up against his hand. You felt warmth, wetness, everything crashing down in an overwhelming wave. Your legs refused to stop twitching.

You lay there gasping, limp, soaked, and stunned.

Kei pulled his fingers out slow, slick and glistening. His face was flushed, his glasses slightly fogged. He looked at his hand like a scientist who just cracked open a star.

“Huh,” he said calmly. “It worked.”

You swatted him weakly. “I can’t believe you talked through the whole thing.”

He smirked. “It helped, didn’t it?”

You groaned. “You’re the worst.”

He leaned in, pressed a kiss to your jaw. “And yet you still squirted all over my sheets.”

You rolled onto your side, completely boneless. “Shut up and take your pants off.”

He stripped in record time.

a/n : im sorry if its not good, i just can’t write for tsukishima, i find myself struggling to write for a character i don’t really like. (no hate!) so pls don’t ask me for tsukishima again cuz i lowkey think its bad :(

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silly ghoul hcs!

i’m knee deep in tkdb lore so here you have my silly little headcanons for each of the ghouls~

frostheim:

jin kamurai: he can’t drive. like, at all. he never had to learn how to because he always had a chauffeur and now he’s 1. too embarrassed and 2. too mentally ill to even be willing to be put into the driver’s seat

tohma ishibashi: he actually has a really short fuse. he used to throw hands every chance he got when he was in vagastrom. alan had to ban him from the pit for a while…

kaito fuji: he’s obsessed with kpop. he’s a lesserafim stan through and through. chaewon biased until the end. he actually knows the entire “come over” choreography by heart

lucas errant: he unironically says things like “innit.” some days it even slips out when he speaks japanese and it truly is kaito’s 13th reason

vagastrom:

alan mido: he once fell down a day long cave diving rabbit hole on youtube only because his laptop froze and he had no idea how to fix it. to this day he can tell you step by step what you need to watch out for when cave diving even though this man doesn’t even have a scuba license…

leo kurosagi: one of his fans turned into a stalker once and he got rid of them by showing them a screenshot of his monthly credit card bill

sho haizono: he speaks multiple languages fluently but he never actually took any classes, he just dated lots of different people lol

jabberwock:

haru sagara: he is actually awfully allergic to dogs. like full on sneezy, sniffly, teary allergy. that’s why towa takes care of the human-faced dog!

towa otonashi: he only uses the flower language to give people nicknames since haru told him that “foul looking undead asshole” wasn’t an appropriate way to refer to edward

ren shiranami: he used to play the piano extremely well. gaming isn’t the only thing those fingers are good at… his parents put him in piano classes early on (he complained) and made sure he attended every lesson (he complained constantly) but turns out he has quite the talent! he’d rather die than tell anyone though…

sinostra:

taiga hoshibami: he’s extremely perceptive! uncannily so even. he grew up in tokyo’s underground so he kinda had to learn but now he uses his perception and people-reading skills solely to annoy the shit out of romeo. lulu can’t keep anything from him~

romeo lucci: he’s an extremely talented designer and seamster. before he got his own brand under the house of lucci, he had to prove himself. sometimes, when inspiration strikes (and taiga doesn’t try to burn sinostra into the ground) he still sews. he’s made a bunch of anonymous entries to the tokyo, milan and paris fashion weeks that ended up making it onto the runways!

ritsu shinjo: he never had a romantic partner before. he’s almost like, painfully inexperienced in absolutely everything. never held hands. never had a first kiss. never did anything scandalous. taiga caught on to that and ritsu is still trying to find a section in his law book that would allow him to smite his captain if he brings it up again…

hotarubi:

subaru kagami: he’s such a sleepy guy… he loves his naps. he could nap all day. and it doesn’t really help that hotarubi is so comfortable with the rain… he’s always been this way and when he was a kid, his parents even got him tested for narcolepsy. negative though, he just really loves to snooze at any given time

haku kusanagi: he loves threatening to switch houses at the slightest inconvenience. stubbed his toe? i’m joining vagastrom. missed a deadline? might just let edward bite me atp. forgot his umbrella? moving to jabberwock. subaru knows he’s not serious but panics a little every single time lol

zenji kotodama: he used to be hotarubi’s vice captain, so now that he’s a ghost he has his nightly revenge every now and then (aka he plays the biwa in front of the rooms of students who didn’t listen to him when he was alive)

obscuary:

edward hart: he unironically watches stuff like love island and too hot to handle. when asked he muses about how fascinating the human urges and desires are but really, he’s just in it for the drama. he once binge watched all the love island uk seasons in one sitting

rui mizuki: he’s an unapologetic taylor swift fanboy. she’s been his #1 spotify wrapped artist the fifth year in a row now and he wouldn’t wanna have it any other way

lyca colt: he once tried to eat dogfood because ren dared him to (“just think about it, it’d be so much cheaper than human food”) but he hated it. lyca can hold grudges like it’s no one’s business so he’s still trying to figure out how to get ren back for that

mortkranken:

yuri isami: he constantly worries about missing any social cues when interacting with people

jiro kirisaki: he doesn’t know that there are social cues

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some bullshit Haru would wear

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some bullshit Haru would wear

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sleeping with satoru gojo is impossible.

you're not referring to cuddling or whatnot, but rather actually sleeping with him. trying to catch some z's with satoru by your side.

you just can't do it.

since he's so tall, he takes up most of the bed, as well as the covers. you'd go to sleep with a blanket wrapped around you and wake up with even the sheets gone from your side of the bed.

how did he manage to do that? you don't know, but either way, it was really annoying—especially during the winter.

you've made attempts to try and steal your blankets back, or at least get your sheets, but satoru would never budge. because of that, you'd be left to shiver the whole night.

and satoru would wake up with the audacity to ask you why you were shivering.

it's not just that, though. satoru also kicks in his sleep—which leads to you being kicked off the bed and getting hurt.

"baby, why are you on the floor?" satoru questioned as he looked down at you from the edge of the bed, and you stared up at him with a glare as your body remained entangled with the blankets that were wrapped around you before you had been kicked off of the bed. "shut the fuck up."

of course, he apologizes profusely in the morning once you gripe about the pain, and he tries to make it up to you by buying stuff.

he once bought a little divider in hopes that it would protect him from kicking you.

but he woke up to the sight of the divider completely demolished and his arm wrapped around you.

that's another thing—satoru can be insanely clingy during the night.

it's always the nights when he's not stealing your covers or beating you up that he decides it's the perfect time to practically choke you by clinging on to you.

if he was hugging your side, it wouldn't be as bad, but this man will literally crawl on top of you in his sleep. you will be hot and it will be hard to breathe.

why don't you just shove him off? because one, it's extremely hard to do so, and two, once you do successfully manage to push him off, he'll just go right back to his spot.

oddly enough, that's not the worst of it.

he sleepwalks and sleep talks.

you'd wake up to him being gone from the bed, and when you get up to look for him, you'd usually find him in the same two places.

either the kitchen with the fridge wide open as he eats the treats he had been saving—to which he'd ask him the morning if you ate them with the saddest look on his face since he doesn't want to accept that he sleepwalks—or, you'd find him on the floor of the hallway for some reason.

now, the sleepwalking doesn't really bother you because it's never harmed anyone, but the sleeptalking definitely does.

it affects you physically, mentally, and spiritually.

does he say anything scary? not that you were aware of, but you would rather hear him say something scary than wake up to him singing my chemical romance again or fall for you.

what makes it even worse is that he sings it in the same tone that the artists do.

"because tonight will be the night that i will fall for you..." "toru." you whispered. "over again..." "satoru." you whispered once again, but your voice got sterner. "don't make me change my mind—" his singing was cut off as you slapped your hand across his mouth, and his eyes shot open as he tiredly stared at you in confusion. words were muffled against your hand, but you didn't care to try and figure out what he was saying. "i don't care if megumi is going through a phase, tell him to stop playing my chemical romance around you." you couldn't see satoru's expression very well since it was dark, but you heard him muffle a 'yes ma'am' against your hand before you finally removed it from his mouth.

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despite being the strongest sorcerer, satoru gojo is terrified of his wife—aka, you.

many people view you as this sweet person who so happens to bring treats whenever you visit the high school, but to satoru? you are the scariest person known to man, and that's comparing you to all of the curses he's fought.

he still loves you dearly, for he's practically enamored with your every move, but he's seen you mad.

he knows what you're like when you're even a little bit irritated.

and you're scary.

you'd think that since satoru is the strongest, he could easily laugh off your anger or whatnot, but you're thinking wrong. satoru knows better than to try that.

of course, he had to learn before he knew not to mess with you when you were angry, but luckily for you, he's a quick learner.

or he became one when you got mad at him for the first time.

"toru, can you unload the dishwasher, please?" once again, you were left with the answer of satoru's light hum as he continued to scroll through his phone. you would understand if it was your first time asking him to do so, or even your second time, but no—this was your tenth time asking him. why did you bother asking him that many times? because you didn't want to seem like you were rushing him since there was all day to do them. but you originally asked him in the morning, and now, it was currently eight-o-clock at night. "satoru, i'm serious." your tone turned stern as you leaned against the kitchen counter—eyeing him as he remained seated at the kitchen table. "i asked you repeatedly throughout the day, and they're still not done." "why don't you do them? you're already in the kitchen..." he mumbled as he squinted at his phone, and a frown pulled at your lips. "because i've done them the past few days." "exactly! because you're good at it, baby." his tone was teasing—showing that he was seemingly trying to make this a joke—but it only irritated you more. "satoru, can you please just do them?" "and if i don't?—" satoru's words were cut off as a hand slammed on the table in front of him, and he was forced to look up from his phone. only to be met with your livid expression. his lips pursed as you stared down at him, and after a moment of silence, you snapped your fingers before pointing at the sink. "dishes." your single word only made him hastily nod, yet he remained seated before speaking. "can i go change first?" you narrowed your eyes in confusion and annoyance, "why do you need to change?" "because i just pissed myself."

ever since that day, he's always done what you've asked him to do. sometimes even before you can ask him to do something, he's already doing it.

why? because that single day showed him just how scary you were. you made the man question if he really was the strongest for a moment, too, and that's saying something.

despite the fact it's been a few years, and you've forgotten about that day completely, satoru is still quite scared of you. even narrowing your eyes at him gives him chills.

are you aware of this? no, you just think that satoru learned to listen to you since you both got married.

when in reality, he only listens to you because you scare him.

eventually, some people picked up the fact that satoru was scared of you, and those people so happened to be his students.

they would tease and mock him for being scared of you, and satoru couldn't even be mad at them for that. he would just chuckle while saying that they didn't understand how scary you were.

and then they jinxed themselves by saying that there was no way you could be scary enough to even make satoru scared of you.

but then they so happened to be goofing around in class one day when you were in there whilst satoru was trying to teach.

they left the room with an earful of manners and the image of your mad expression printed in their mind.

so, now they're scared of you, too.

and satoru isn't against it because it means he gets to use the 'wife' card whenever they're not listening to him.

"can you three stop venturing off?" is this how you used to feel when satoru didn't listen to you? currently, satoru was out on a mission with yuji, nobara, and megumi to prove that they could take down a curse. there had been reports of a few grade level 4 curses who were hanging around tokyo shopping centers, so while the students kept their eyes out for them, satoru was just there for supervision. and he was there due to the fact you decided to tag along with them because you wanted to shop. so, while you went away from them to go do your own thing, satoru was left to deal with his students. usually, he wouldn't mind, but it was the fact that instead of finding these curses and dealing with them to prove that they could go on missions, they decided that the shops were more interesting than that. which, granted, some of the shops were pretty cool. satoru had bought himself some treats when the students weren't looking—which was most of the time since they were fairly distracted. once again, usually, satoru wouldn't mind. but he does start to mind when it's insanely hot outside and his treats are starting to melt. "but gojo sensei, look at all the cool stuff!" yuji whined as he gestured to the stores, and nobara nodded her head in agreement. "exactly! i've never been to tokyo!" "you're both forgetting that we're here to prove you three can handle a curse—not to prove who can spend the most money." nobara only crossed her arms, "says the one who looks like he's spent thousands on sweets..." "that's because i'm a grown man! and i've already proven i can handle a curse..." satoru frowned at nobara's words—holding his treats closer to himself. "can't you three just look at the stores after you've found the curses?" "what if we don't find the curses until late and all the shops are closed?" yuji asked, and nobara hastily nodded her head. "exactly!" it was like arguing with toddlers. satoru could only sigh before taking his phone out of his pocket, "do i need to call mrs.gojo?" "I LOVE FINDING CURSES!" yuji shouted before rushing his steps while looking around, and nobara followed suit. "LET'S TAKE THEM DOWN!" even megumi's eyes widened as he followed the other two in their search. satoru could only chuckle before putting his phone back in his pocket, "works every time..." "call me for what?" the sound of your voice made satoru jump a little as he turned to face you, and a nervous chuckle left his lips while he stared at your narrowed eyes. "there's my wife! we were just wondering where you were!" once you raised an eyebrow, telling satoru to get to the point, he looked around for something to distract you. and he then noticed the bags in your hand. he gently took them from your hand before wrapping his free arm around your waist, and he started to lead you to his students while placing a kiss against your cheek. "i was just about to call you so you could see how much fun they're having looking for a curse!" once you gave him a soft smile at his answer, satoru couldn't help but smile back before pulling you closer. "how was your shopping spree?" of course, he knew the answer given the amount of bags in his hand, but he still couldn't help but ask because it meant he got to see you smile as you explained the different stores you went to. sure, satoru was a little bit scared of you, but who wasn't a bit scared of their wife? if it meant getting to love you and have you in his arms, satoru would gladly deal with you being scary.

a/n : we love a man who's obsessed but also scared of his wife.

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dear god.

(Filth ahead)

I've gone utterly feral for the aphrodisiac stories. BUT NOW I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT SCENARIOS WHERE THE GHOULS GOT HIT WITH IT INSTEAD OF MC.

Desperate and horny humans are one thing. But despedate and horny ghouls? Oh, lord-

Please- please bless us once more

Particularly Jiro, Haku, and Jin

Now my brain won't shut up, so I'm also gonna ramble. You're welcome.

MC stuck in a room with every single ghoul bc they all somehow got hit with an aphrodisiac (idk, man. maybe an anomaly somehow got into the school, and so all the ghouls ((or whoever you decide to write about)) had to "work together" to deal with it. Obviously, that went as well as one could expect, and now they're here. Horny and getting smothered by worried MC in her little cathedral dorm thingamajiggy.)

Some ghouls want to use poor MC like a fleshlight and pass her around or stretch and stuff all her holes together- one cock in each. while others are trying to remain respectful. MC just fretting over them, flushed and anxious, trying to make sure everyone's ok. Enough water? Food? Any injuries? Let me patch you up- SIR, PUT THAT WEAPON AWAY. (Said weapon is a somethin somethin in his pants) she knows what the anomaly did, but maybe she doesn't *fully* understand or grasp it just due to how concerned she is. Idk, man. Imagining poor, sweet, and "innocent" MC (who definitely doesn't have some interesting kinks or anything like that-) teary-eyed, creaming, and squirting for the first time for her needy ghouls. She'd do anything to help them feel better.

Anyway, cnc, corruption kink, size kink, prasie and degredation kinks, overstim, breeding kink, and all that go brrrr

You don't have to write this specific scenario, but do feel free to take any ideas from it!

Yeh

Nice to meet you, btw.

Thank you for listening to my TedTalk

NO IM LITERALLY GOING TO EAT YOU COME BACK. I WAS ALREADY PLANNING ON WRITING A REVERSE APHRODISIA AU BUT NOW I HAVE TO WRITE THIS CONCEPT OUT TOO BECAUSE IT WONT LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE 〒▽〒 WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!!!!!

nice to meet you too. Btw. LMAO (∩^o^)⊃━☆

when i tell you i wrote and edited this in like half an hour . ARGH

cw: gangbang, praise & degredation, OVERSTIMULATION, unprotected sex, creampies, thigh job, tit job, blowjob, handjob, ALL THE JOBS, manhandling, inspector is into it and did consent!! AFAB ANATOMY, READER IS REFERRED TO AS A GIRL.

“Mmph, fuck, that’s right. You’re doing so good for me.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry—you just feel so good, can’t help it—”

“Such a dirty girl. Look at how wet you are. Think you can take all of us?”

“Please let me know if you are uncomfortable...I don’t want to hurt you.”

Spinning.

Your vision is spinning.

You don’t know why there was an aphrodisiac anomaly on campus, or how it even got to every single ghoul, but they have all requested your presence so now it’s your job to take care of them. It started out innocent—getting them food and water, fretting over their sweaty bodies and flushed faces.

It would be a lie to say that you didn’t get turned on while doing so. How could you not, when they let out small grunts and moans at your every touch, their hard-ons straining their pants whenever you got too close?

The easiest solution was to offer up your body—and so here you were, a shuddering mess under the ghouls, moaning like a whore as multiple pairs of hands roam your body, squeezing your ass and tits appreciatively.

“Please stop me if I get too rough...”

“Geez, senpai, you’re leaking everywhere...”

“You’re such a filthy little whore, you know that? I’m gonna put this mouth to good use.”

You can’t even tell who’s fucking you anymore. Lost in the haze of your own mind, all you can comprehend is the steady pace of cocks in your every hole. Cum leaks out of you and you buck against them, whining for more.

The aphrodisiac must be affecting you too. It must be. How else could you be taking so many of them at once? You’d never done something like this before, never had the time to practice—

—so why did it feel so good?

“You’re a real trooper, honor’s student! Gonna make you feel so good...”

“Dandelion is so pretty when she’s fucked out like this...”

“This is the worst...fuck, this is all your fault.”

You want it. You beg for it. Every time you feel someone exit your body you beg for someone else to fill his spot. You’ve been here for so long, bent over and held up and twisted every which way.

Sometimes the ghouls grab your hand and use it to jerk off. Other times, they squeeze your thighs together and fuck them.

You swear you felt someone use your tits. You would have opened your mouth so they could cum inside.

Wailing at the top of your lungs, you scream every name you can think of, earning appreciative groans from everyone present.

“Never knew you were so dirty, little kitty cat...you’ll let me mark you up, right?”

“Hmph, guess we found one thing you’re good at—fuck—”

“As per your consent, I will be satisfying you as well as myself now. Thank you for your cooperation.”

Your vision is white. It’s like a never ending ride that you never want to get off of. You’ve lost count of how many orgasms you’ve had, how many times they’ve wrecked your body, over and over and over.

They don’t even have to press their cocks to your lips to get you to open up. You’re simply open, willing, and pliant in their hands, the cold feeling of rings against your flesh making you shiver hard.

You’re convinced you’re the luckiest girl alive.

“I’m sorry, this is so lewd—you feel so good, so perfect, mmph...”

“Guess I should take care of you now, princess. Open wide.”

“My dear...oh, you look so beautiful like this...please, hold on a little longer.”

You swear they soften up just a bit. Maybe it’s the sweet voice that whispers praises in your ears, or the fingers that press down on your tongue, or the soft apologies murmured into your neck.

Whatever it is, it’s working. You’re still going, moaning like a whore, taking everything they’ve got as your poor legs start to burn. You’re close—you’re so close, for the umpteenth time today, and you can’t bring yourself to shoo the ghouls away when they’re making you feel so good.

They’re your ghouls. Your responsibility.

“If I’d known how well you’d take me, I would have asked to bed you much sooner...”

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful. I wish I could touch you. I’d make you feel so good...”

“Grrr...don’t touch her, you moth eaten Cassanova! Hey, I'm gonna fuck you now, alright?”

Your head falls back against someone’s shoulder as the next group takes their turn with you, rutting into you like it’s some sort of competition. You’re almost done, you feel it in your bones—just these last few ghouls and your poor holes can rest.

You’ve been thoroughly fucked. There’s no way you’ll be able to sleep with anyone for the rest of the mouth—but with them taking care of you so well, you doubt that you’ll need to.

You sob brokenly as you’re filled up again, cum pouring out of your holes as soon as the men spurt inside you. There’s so much of it, mixed on the floor and the cushions and inside you.

“Hmph, make no mistake, I’m only—doing this because—Ah! It’s the cure!”

“You’re done very well. Let us take good care of you after this, alright?”

You cry out when the last two take your body, both of them trying to go slow. You can feel their effort and you appreciate it, unable to keep up with the rapid pace fucking that you’ve gone through.

It doesn’t take them long to finish—and when they do, you throw your head back with one final moan, before passing out on the spot.

A good inspector takes care of her ghouls. And you are the best inspector they have ever had.

[virtual-bunny]

3K??? WHERE THE HELL DID Y’ALL COME FROM

pervert! nerd armin who cannot concentrate on his classes anymore because the tiny skirts you wear are a distraction to him

pervert! nerd armin who is asked by his and your professor to tutor you because at this point with your grade you will not be able to graduate or pass the class

pervert! nerd armin who teases you and makes fun of you for being “dumb”

pervert! nerd armin who pokes your thigh with his pencil whenever you get a a question wrong or whenever you’re spacing off

pervert! nerd armin who sighs loudly and rests his chin on the palm of his hand when you take too long to answer a question

pervert! nerd armin who is confused as to why you are starting to sit next to him in clas

pervert! nerd armin who snickers whenever you get called on and he whispers the answer to you but when you say it out loud, it’s wrong

pervert! nerd armin who makes fun of you whenever you forget your homework

pervert! nerd armin who secretly takes pictures of you whenever you’re not looking to add to his “collection”

pervert! nerd armin who tells you to come study at his dorm because the library gets packed at this time of the semester

pervert! nerd armin who grins when you gasp once you come inside his dorm just to be bombarded with his room full of gooner figures, action figures, geeky posters, and a collection of comics and mangas

pervert! nerd armin who purposely directs you to the wrong answers while he tutors you and scowls at you whenever “you” get the answer wrong

pervert! nerd armin who says he’s lost hope in you, that you won’t pass the class, until you say “please help me armin! i’ll do anything!” he side eyes you with a raised eyebrow while his glasses slowly fall off his nose. “anything?”

pervert! nerd armin who has you tied up in his bed, while he has a vibarator on your clit while he makes you recite the answers for the upcoming test, turning up the setting whenever you get it wrong

“p-please a-armiiiin-!” “tut tut, how else am I supposed to make you understand the material? if i reward you then just maaaybe you will start understanding”

pervert! nerd armin who is not suprised when you come running to him showing your 98/100 test score

[virtual-bunny]

HELL YEAH 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

if someone were to ask suguru geto the question “boobs, ass, or thighs?” his answer would be simple: stomach.

then anyone who asked — especially you, his girlfriend — would give him a weird look as he wore the purest smile on his face. you asked him again, but he just responded with a quiet “you’ll see” and continued his day as if nothing happpened. but, later in the night, as you’re helpless to his hold on your shared bed, you figure out the reason.

“s-sugu — nngh — fuck i’m gonna..” you whimper as he fucks deep into your cunt, pushing your knees to your chest. you felt so full of him that you could practically taste your mixed arousals on your tongue. groaning above you, suguru presses his hand onto your stomach.

“feel me, baby? yeah? f-fuck — feel me filling you up? fucking you — haah — stupid on my cock?” whines escape your mouth as your mind goes hazy at his words and how euphoric it felt to feel your insides so stretched, so full, and oh so deliciously ruined. he goes in harder and faster, your moans echoing in every crevice of the room. your hips jerks uncontrollably, suguru absolutely relishing in the way you squirm at his touch. as you chase your high, he presses harder onto your stomach, forcing more moans and whines from you.

he groans as your walls clenched him even tighter, your back arching as you came all over him. he keeps thrusting into you knowing that he’s close, too. soon enough, he pulls out of you and rests his tip on your stomach. white, thick, and burning with sensation, his cum covers your tummy and drips down your sides onto the sheets beneath, his cock twitching the entire time. he trembles and whimpers at such a dirty sight, feeling as if he could cum again just from seeing it (more probs came out anyway). he babbles incoherent nonsense, dizzy from the pleasure.

“that’s a good fucking girl…”

after getting cleaned up and settling down, realization hits you.

“is that why you said stomach?”

“mmm maybe… wanna find out again?”

oh wow hi everybody

[virtual-bunny]

୨୧ satoru gojo is the type to bite during sex to coax extra noise out of you.

rough. auralism. power play. dirty talk. biting / marking.

“satoru—ngh—why’re you biting me so much?” you gasp voice half-moan, as his teeth sink into the soft spot under your jaw, not hard enough to hurt, just enough to make you squirm.

your pussy clenches around his cock slick and hot, and you feel him grin against your skin, his thrusts slowing for a second like he’s savoring your reaction.

your hands are in his hair, tugging, trying to pull him off, but its no use he’s already moving to your shoulder, nipping again, the sting sending a shiver through you.

“cause you sound so damn good when i do,” he murmurs, voice low, a little breathless, his lips brushing the fresh mark he’s left.

he thrusts deeper the wet slap of his hips against yours filling the room, and you moan, loud and unfiltered, exactly what he wants.

“see? that noise—fuck, i could listen to that all day.” he’s teasing, but its real, his eyes locked on yours, like he’s memorizing every sound you make.

you roll your eyes trying to keep up the fight even as your body’s betraying you, hips rocking to meet his thrusts.

his teeth graze your collarbone now, a quick nip that makes you gasp, your nails digging into his back. “can’t you just—kiss me like a normal person?”

“normal?” he pulls back, smirking his cock still moving inside you, slow and deliberate now, like he’s dragging it out to torture you.

“babe, you’d get bored if i was normal.” he leans down, biting the curve of your neck, harder, and you yelp, the sound morphing into a moan as he thrusts hard, hitting that spot that makes your toes curl.

“admit it—you love this,” he says voice all smug but soft, like he’s daring you to deny it. “love it? ngh—im gonna—fuck—have marks for days,” you shoot back voice wobbly, trying to sound mad, but its hard when your pussy’s fluttering around him, so close to the edge.

you tug his hair, pulling his face closer, and he groans, low and rough, clearly into it. “you’re gonna owe me concealer, satoru,” you add, and he chuckles, his breath hot against your skin as he moves to bite the inside of your thigh, his hands spreading your legs wider.

“concealer? nah, you wear my marks like a badge,” he says, voice muffled against your skin, his teeth grazing just enough to make you squirm, your moan louder now, exactly what he’s chasing.

he starts to thrusts faster, his cock stretching you, the rhythm picking up as he gets needier, his words coming between breaths.

“fuck, you’re so loud—ngh—keep making those noises, yeah?”

“you’re—fuck—gonna get us a noise complaint,” you tease breathless, and he laughs again, his thrusts stuttering like your words hit him.

“good. let ‘em hear how good im doing you,” he says, serious, and he leans up, kissing the bite mark on your neck like an apology, his cock still moving, pushing you both closer.

“you close? c'mon, babe, i wanna hear you.” he murmurs, his tone all coaxing, and you nod, too gone to talk, your moans spilling out as he bites your earlobe, the final push that sends you over.

“fuck—satoru!” you cry, your orgasm hitting hard, a shuddering wave that has your pussy clamping around his cock, thighs shaking, nails scratching down his back.

he groans, loud and raw, following you, spilling deep inside with a broken, “shit—babe—” his thrusts slowing as he rides it out, his lips still grazing your skin.

© 𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐪𝐩𝐮𝐟𝐟 | do not copy, plagiarize or translate any of my works.

[virtual-bunny]

god what a fucking weirdo

please lord let this happen to me

“he’s never made you cum? well, that just won’t do, bestie.”

that’s what satoru said when you told him your ex had been terrible in bed. 

being in his room, in just shorts and a shirt (his shirt), is normal for you two; you’ve been friends since you were in diapers, after all. you just got out of a bad breakup with a guy you didn’t really care all that much about and satoru was more than keen to hear the juicy gossip. he heard all about the gaslighting, the controlling behaviour, and the bad hygiene. but apparently, being a selfish lover was the worst thing the loser had ever done.

seemingly thinking that living an orgasmless life is the worst possible fate to face, he grabbed your ankle, pulled you under him, your back falling with a thump! on his bed, and grinned at you. “i have an idea. do you trust me?”

his bright idea?

making up for all orgasms you missed out. 

“s-satoru! no -ngh!- more. i can’t!”

flashing a mischievous smile through the wild cloud of pleasure glazing his eyes, he coos, “aw, tapping out already? didn’t realise i was friends with a quitter. come on, you got at least three more in you, don’t you? please, baby?”

you want to scream that you’ve already had five but all that comes out of you are lewd moans as you squirm on his sheets, sweat soaked, and shirt baring your tits to his groping hands. without waiting for a reply, he dives back in between your legs. 

“you taste so good – you been eating pineapples, or something?” wet lips wrap around your swollen clit and he makes a loud sluuuuuurrp! sound that echoes around the room. it’s too much, too fast. you can’t tell how long it’s been or even how much longer he plans on smothering himself between your thighs; you should have known satoru meant it literally when he said he's going to make up for lost time. “wanna taste yourself? you need to know how insane this pussy is.”

long, slender fingers smear your own wetness against your lips and he watches you suck on them. the bed begins to shake, banging against the wall ever so slightly. god, is he humping the bed?

“oh, yeah…such a good girl.” you earn a slap against your clit before he quite literally motorboats your poor cunt, blowing raspberries on the cream gushing out. “knew you’d taste good. i mean, you smell good. heh, did you know, i have a habit of sniffing your seat after you leave? it’s why i want you sitting on a pillow.”

delirious, you ask, “but i -ah fuck!- thought that was the j-japanese way?”

your back arches when his fingers curl up against your g-spot. “no, dum-my. that’s just the gojo way.”

“you’re a pervert!”

“i’m a pervert? baby,” he says, pouting against your puffy pussy, “you’re tightening up on my fingers. you're just as much of a pervert as i am. can’t we just agree that we’re both perverts? you like knowing that i’m filthy, don’t you? you like knowing that i jerk off to all the fit checks you send me. that i make copies of the nudes you have saved on your phone.”

“fuck!”

you cum all over his face for the sixth time that night.

through bleary eyes, you see his shiny, swollen lips curving up into a shit-eating grin. in his hand, he holds his pretty cock, which he teases to your quivering hole. then, right before he thrusts inside, he jerks his head to the phone on the bed. 

the fucker’s dialled your ex and you can’t even focus on the fact that he hasn’t hung up, because then your best friend is filling you up so deliciously, your legs tighten around his hips, locking at the ankles and keeping him lodged inside. 

he kisses your lips. the shutters go off. so does the flash.

“mmhm...satoru!”

“you really shouldn’t -ha- share your password with anyone, bestie. not even me.”

[virtual-bunny]

Tokyo Debunker

bunny’s note: (*) means NSFW!

Subaru x Lyca x MC*

Haku x MC x Zenji*

Showering with Subaru (short)*

"FOURSOME!" Zenji x Subaru x Haku x MC (short)*