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i'm honored you say my brain cells are jewels, but i regret to inform you that i have 3 left and all are down with a severe case of horny. do you know how hard it is to study when all you can think is how toji would jeopardize it so you'd drop out and he'd get to housewife you up?? not him sitting near your desk, blatantly reading a porn magazine and ensuring you're in full-view of the tent in his pants. the more you try to ignore him, the more he causally gets more obvious, eventually culminating in him jacking off and convincing you to only give him one blowjob then he'd leave you alone. he didn't (obviously, this jackass) and instead had a productive breeding session with you, all. night. long.

i'm trying to function as a normal human being but i can't stop thinking about how toji may allow me to suck on his titties after i pass my exams as he pats my head and rubs circles into my back. him complimenting me on how hard i worked and that am i good girl as i suck on those massive beautiful tits of his like there is no tomorrow. inside though, he's silently lamenting how his master plan failed because we all know i'd be better suited for taking care of his kiddos as his dumb housewife.

(just make a picture to show Toji's tits)

TW: dub-con, housewife kink, oral sex, breeding, spanking, description of porn magazines

Oh no, I know how hard it is for you to face these thirst; it's SO FUCKING HOT. can't take it just thinking about it 😩 seriously raku it's a big loss to the world if you don't show these thoughts.

He pretends to be happy to see us achieve something, interact and socialize with other people like he's a generous old man, but he's not. In his eyes, you are more suitable as a little housewife who takes care of his children, so he gives you that kind of reward. Toji's body is quite strong, so his tits are a little heavy. He strokes your hair as you aggressively suck his nipples, tells you what a lovely and smart good girl you are and plays with your nipples accordingly in return after that.

I like how you describe Toji gradually destroying the motivation of the girlfriend to study. Toji sits in front of you and reads porn magazines. Even as you try your best to review your notes, you still get the occasional glimpse of magazine cover headlines and female models' boobs, such as "little wife on foreign beach honeymoon gets rough fucked by husband," "horny housewife gets a lot of rounds of breeding!", "pregnant college student milked by others." Whether or not this is just a fictional subject of filming, these are clearly horny titles. You panic in embarrassment and ask him to go back to the room to read, but he flatly refuses.

Under cover of the table, you rubbed your thighs quietly, maintaining a calm face, but it didn't escape his observation. Like you said, Toji sits closer to make sure you can see the tent up in his pants, and you know exactly how big that is. You get distracted and try to bury your face in the pile of notes - until you hear the sound of masturbation. You look up and catch a glimpse of him pulling out the erect, thick cock and fondling it slowly, occasionally with a low moan in his throat. You burn your cheeks and accuse him in exasperation and embarrassment - are you serious? You're almost in tears, stressing again to him that there's an exam tomorrow, and you don't want to repeat it, and you don't want to be a housewife-

"I know- I know. You don't have to rage, baby girl." Toji snickered. "But it's been a day since I fucked you. Why don't you give me a little blowjob, and I'll leave you alone."

He hasn't fucked you for a day. He still fucked you in bed last night; what a sacrifice, like he hasn't fucked you in a week. What a smug bastard.

But you can't deny the wet spot in your panties. That masturbation picture stimulates you. Plus, it's a perfect deal if he leaves you alone.

You dropped those study notes. It was a mistake.

You kneel in front of Toji, and he slaps you in the face with his huge dick, causing you to whine. You open your mouth with a shudder and grab the red tip, making a sound of water before licking the swollen perimeter, listening to him compliment you on what a perfect wife and slut you would be. He cums in your mouth without warning while you're in tears and gagged his cock down your throat.

After that, Toji orders you to stick out the tip of your tongue and check that you have swallowed all his seeds. It's a pity that there is still a trace of white on your tongue, and he put you on his thigh to give you a spanking, and your exclamations and pleas are all drowned out in the slaps. He'll use that as an excuse and then finger you relentlessly, wash your mind with orgasm, shove his hardened cock into your wet pussy, and rock his waist back and forth. He fucks you stupid all night and stuffs you with cum.

It's too late when you realize it's just a lie. You had to drop out to be his cute little housewife >.<

˖ ࣪⊹ Y/N is not real. Stop attacking writers because you don't like where you think the direction of 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 story is headed or how it's progressing. It ruins the fun for everyone. It's sad seeing so many talented writers quit and so many good stories go unfinished because some of you lack the patience to let it progress. There is no justification for personally attacking someone because something in their work isn't going your way.

Aggressive Geto

Bondage with Gojo

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Tw: cum eating, threesome, consensual, slight degradation, gagging, rough sex, hair pulling, cum play, big cocks that's too much for you to take irl.

A/n: This is highly inspirede by the conversation me and @aztecbrujeria had just now and I just couldn't control it.

Ever wondered what pain and pleasure actually feels like? Yes. It feels the same as having two big cocks in your holes that is making you wetter and wetter.

“Fuck! Ugh— Oh Toji! You're not fucking them hard enough for them to gag on my cock!” Taiju complains, one hand gripping your hair and another resting on the couch.

“Well. It's not my fault that your dick is a fucking telephone pole for them to take,” and there was Toji standing—pounding himself in you.

“I don't know if that was a compliment or an insult, but I'll take it as a praise. Now fucking make them gag, man. Fuck them harder, so they realize not to wear short bottoms at work and go whoring around.”

A hand reached your jaw and clenched them, “Did you hear that, you fucking slut? You should have been more careful while teasing us,” Toji had no mercy on you. He already made you cum twice, but that wasn't enough for neither him, nor Taiju.

"'M sorry–Ah! Mmph shworry, Daddy!” He gripped your cheeks harder, but only softened his touch at the name. Toji's fingers carded through your hairs and yanked them so hard til' your scalp was showing.

“Make up for your mistake then,” he pushed you further down to Taiju's cock until it went a little past your throat.

“Fucking hell. Shit!” It had him rolling his head back. It felt so good. The constant movement of your throat while Toji fucks you, the moans that leave try to escape your throat but sends vibrations on his cock. He loved all of it.

Toji got desperate and increased his pace. He had you going limp on Taiju's thighs when you came. But he held your waist, since he wasn't finished. A few hard thrusts and he pulled out. His thick cum spilled all over your ass cheeks. Big hands approached closer to them and massage your ass with the cum as if it was an oil. He practically pushed you, so his friend on the couch can finish in your mouth too. Taiju came in thick ropes that didn't even fit in the mouth. Some of it spilling from the edge of your lips, but he wiped them on his thumb's bed and pushed it past your lips.

“What a great whore you have around this house Taiju.” Was that supposed to be a compliment? But you love two big men using you as their cum slut, don't you?

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who’s your (baby) daddy? 

— mini series masterlist

╰┈➤ After being dumped by your boyfriend of 3 years, you decide to switch things up and go on your own version of a “hot girl summer”—subsequently finding yourself with a surprise that would arrive in 9 months time. The catch? You have absolutely no idea which of the 3 men you slept with is your baby’s daddy. 

% slice of life, romance comedy

# explicit smut, angst, heartbreak, pregnancy, breakups, alcohol, questionable life choices, evasion of child support, messiness, drama, medical talk

      NANAMI ➵ GOJOU ➵ TOJI ➵ SUKUNA ➵ EPILOGUE

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OMG KIKIIIII!!! I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR U TALKING ABT ZHONGLI MAKING A MESS OUT OF HIS BELOVED S/O WITH HIS DRAGON TONGUE!!! AND YOU'RE WELCOMEEE!! ZHONGLI IS JUST CHEF'S KISS 🥰🥰🥰

ok, ok, hold on, I'm blushing like a slut right now, I've been thinking about zhongli using his body parts as dragon for such a long time... I might even make a longer post about it, but for now let's hold back with just a little bit!

zhongli is not the most experimental guy in the world because he has seen, felt and touched so many things in his life that it's hard for him not to know what he likes and what he doesn't, but this would be put in check when one day you asked him how he felt when he changed from human to dragon form and also asked if you could touch, or at least see, it. he hardly denies you anything, so if you ask, he gives it to you without a second thought, and it was a surprise for him to see you run your fingers so delicately over the small scales that appeared around his eyes when he slowly changed from human to half-draconic form that essentially only changed the eyes, mouth including teeth, and the appearance of the skin on his face and neck. your fingers passed over his mouth as they stroked his cheek and, in an innocent game, zhongli let his forked tongue slip between his lips and curl around your index finger.

it was a strange sensation for you, the texture of the tongue was still soft, but it seemed to tickle, especially when zhongli contorted and wrapped it around the base of your finger as if he was making a ring. you silly giggled, if your much older boyfriend had known what was going on in your mind as his tongue went back into his mouth maybe his cheeks would have turned red.

little did you know that zhongli was thinking the same thing, maybe even more explicitly and maliciously than you were. but, because of that, it wasn't all that surprising when he pinned you against the bed and slid between your legs with hands already spreading your thighs and busying themselves with removing your clothes.

it was only a matter of time before his forked tongue came out between lips again and this time brushed against your clit in the same smooth way it had done around your delicate finger. you inevitably felt little electric waves travel down your back and your pussy tightened around nothing; all beneath the watchful eyes of the former geo archon.

the chance was before his eyes, why not try it? if you asked him to stop, he would do it immediately. but, stopping? was literally the last thing on your mind and in your trembling body as soon as you felt your walls being slowly opened and stretched by zhongli's long tongue and the tips of it curving up to brush against your sweetest spot.

your hips forced themselves up against his face, grinding as if you were about to ride the face of that ancient god. and he would have let you do that if he didn't want to fuck you so badly on his own with his inhuman tongue and make you cum hard for it.

his hands held you sometimes by the hips, sometimes by the thighs, and his amber eyes with a reptilian pupil cutting them down the middle never left yours for all the minutes he used to turn you into a mess of drooling, whimpering, and loud moans that matched, to zhongli's eyes, and very much with the wet sounds coming from his tongue running between your folds, licking your throbbing clit and exploring your pussy; all while your slickness wet his mouth and chin and advocated how close to orgasm you were.

zhongli couldn't feel your body inside completely using just his tongue, but from the way your thighs were trying to smother him and your walls tightened around the length of his wet muscle he could tell that the hot sensation deep inside of the bottom of your belly was getting more and more intense and tighter.

in the end, you came with the archon geo's tongue still deep inside your tiny pussy and with no chance to move away from his mouth, since his hands were firmly around your thighs pinning your quivering body against the bed and his mouth completely over you, drinking every last drop of your sweet juices.

during those brief seconds that your vision blurred and your toes curled, you felt too full with just his tongue and it felt even better when your face lowered to look at zhongli's and his eyes were staring at you as if the best prey lay before them. you were lucky enough to look at him as soon as his tongue slid out and snaked through the air licking his chin and part of his cheeks and your inner thigh wet from your sweet juices.

"mhm," zhongli hummed standing up and giving you a smile that let you catch a glimpse of his startled canines, "it's not so bad to have a dragon boyfriend sometimes, right?"

maybe you two had better prepare each other. you because zhongli would want to eat you out from now on using only his draconic tongue, he because you wanted to test how far he could control his own powers when being deep inside you and fucking you without being completely in his human form.

— genshin masterlist.

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 & 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎: “𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐘 𝐌𝐄” | 18+

𖥸 Two gym workers, also known as the strongest two men in the gym, have their eyes set on buff girl! reader and are enchanted by her legendary muscles.

𖥸 wc: 6.3k

𖥸 cw: oral (masc & fem receiving), afab reader, female bodybuilder reader, thirsty buff feral boys, gym mention, muscle worshipping the reader, big thighs, sweaty muscles, semi public sex, threesome, creampies, pure filth, horny buildup on all sides <;3

𖥸 (As you can see by my illustration this is v v v self indulgent I hope you enjoy) 💪

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Front desk worker Gojo sighed as he looked at you, lifting heavy on one of your upper body days after a long day of college work.

“Geto,” his teeth were clenched to bite back a moan as he saw your back muscles flex while you set down the dumbbells and picked up heavier ones to lift for your next set.

Geto was already looking at you. “I know.”

“No, hah, look,” Satorou nodded downward as his fellow personal trainer glanced down to see a hardening bulge in his work pants.

Geto smirked. “I know, she’s fucking jacked. It’s so hot.”

“ I mean,,, look at her arms…gonna make such a mess on myself if I keep watching, she’s so strong, shit” he whispered in response.

The white-haired man was glad the front desk area could conceal his fat boner from gym goers.

You pressed your bodyweight above your head for rep after rep, the pump in your arms and shoulders giving the two trainers you didn’t know were watching from the front desk, pumps as well…in their third legs.

“Hope she stays late so she can help us close.”

“Or just closes those thunder thighs around my face, that’s fine too. She can break my nose, honestly.”

“Maybe in the sauna so she can get her sweat all over me.” Geto pulled his man-bun tighter like he would if he could eat you out right now. He totally would. He’d storm out towards you, rip off the spandex that barely covered your ass, and eat you with reckless abandon.

“Fuck yeah, I want in.”

Their cocks both jumped when they saw you bend over to grab your phone and water bottle, music blasting in your earbuds, spandex getting swallowed by cheeks sculpted by the gods…or just squats and deadlifts, that jiggled as you walked across the gym towards a machine.

They prayed that you looking at your phone and smiling was because of a favorite song and not because of a partner’s text.

When your little glossy lips wrapped around the straw of your water bottle and your throat constricted to chug as much water as possible, you looked so adorable and unknowingly provocative.

You would wrap your cute hands around the handles of the machine , both handles that were quite thick on that piece of equipment that had them think, what if instead of those bars were their extremely girthy cocks in each of your hands? Your fingers would certainly not be able to touch then. Your grip strength was probably amazing.

They wanted you to straddle them, not the damned seat. Wanted to see the straight face you made as you worked out, falter. Just once. Would you look determined to take them down your throat, or submissive? Wondered if you had silenced your little grunts and noises on purpose. They wanted to make you scream, cry, bounce on their cocks, put your strong legs to work.

Geto decided to make his rounds putting plates that people didn’t put away, back on the plate holders. He would see how dutiful you were putting the 5 pound plates away by the other 5’s, sometimes moving the huge 45’s with ease so everything was organized. Good girl. He knew you were so subtle in looking at him, except for the day he was squatting with Gojo. You were so silly pretending like you were just taking a flex selfie in the mirror when in reality you were trying to get them both in the frame so you could touch yourself to them when going through your camera roll later. Little minx. Suguru was keen to the games you’d play. How you’d “refill your water bottle” as if it was that empty, just so they could see you pass by, and just so you could look at their fat asses and big legs on the way back to your exercise, wishing you could spot and be right behind the big men squatting an insane 6 plates like it was nothing. On each side. Not total. They were the strongest in the gym and it made your pussy clench around nothing seeing how they one-upped each other and had fun while they lifted weight that would probably break national and world records.

He was keen to how you’d smile hearing how encouraging and sweet Satorou was in training his clients. The way you played it cool in saying hi to them tonight and tried not to make too much eye contact with Geto. He was sure that when you put your phone near the scanner, which was near where he sat by the computer monitor, that he caught a whiff of your juices on your fingers. Or maybe it was a figment of his imagination. No, Gojo smelled it too, biting his tongue instead of his lip so you wouldn’t see. Sighing when you went to the locker rooms. If they didn’t have such strong legs they’d already be wiped out because you made their knees feel so damn weak.

They would always perv out when you’d walk by in your baggy clothes, wondering what little shorts and small top you’d have today when you took off the pump covers. It was like unwrapping a little present and it gave them so much joy each time when your pretty face came in, then turned into a game face, and you went through the process of peeling off clothing layers to reveal a Greek goddess physique. Gojo wanted to unwrap the entire candy, taste your gooey drippy center.

Geto talked to you the months you prepared for your bodybuilding competition, seeing you practicing your posing, the days your veins and shredded muscles would stand out so sexily on your figure. You were so dedicated, and so nice, even though you were really looking forward to eating an entire feast of junk food after the show and probably felt so grumpy the more you neared the show day. It’s an entire process to manipulate your salt and water intake, your entire lifestyle, the way you’d manipulate the amount of rice you ate, the posing practice, the cutting out your favorite foods, the glamming up and buying of a sparkly suit. You’d wear your heels in the gym and practice your posing sometimes in the yoga room when it was empty. And when you told him casually you had won first place, he had expected nothing less.

Now here you were, growing, getting stronger, and your ass was begging to be grabbed.

He knew because he was right behind you, and you turned around, looking up and smiling. He waited as you took out a Bluetooth ear bud.

“You’re so helpful in putting the plates back, but please conserve your energy for your sets, miss hulk.”

He knew you wouldn’t take it the wrong way. Like you couldn’t handle putting plates on and off the machine. He knew you could handle everything all on your own. But this was his way of being a gentleman whilst acknowledging your muscle mommy status.

“Aww are you sure?” Your voice was so sweet, yet so full of some sort of tension. Your eyes looked down to Geto’s knockers of pecs, then back up to admire his half up man bun look. You wanted to pull his hair.

“Positive, you crazy beast. Shoulders are looking massive by the way, y/n.”

He gave you a fist bump and you both thought of how big his fist looked compared to yours.

“Oh stop, just trying to get your jojo delts, big boy.” Big boy. He tried to suppress his blush at the stupid nickname but blood can’t be manipulated unless you lift weights or get a release of sorts.

He winked. “I’ve got some new forearm equipment and cable pieces if you just ask Gojo or me. I’ll stop harassing you, nice to see you tonight.”

“Not bothering me at all, I’ll definitely go up. Also I know it’s close to closing I can help you guys, I feel bad, or I’ll try and hurry up—“

“My lady, please don’t rush. Let us take care of it. We’ve got you. Finish your work out on your own time. It’s your planet, we’re just living in it. If you need extra weight me or Gojo will be up there for you to grab.” You giggled.

He spoke with so much authority, with such smoothness and wit. All whilst being such a dork. So you nodded and went back to sit on the machine to start your set.

He saw the sweat mark on the machine seat, like the freak he is, with the outline of your ass and wet little pussy printed on there all pretty. You still had that ripe aroma, except now you smelled even sweeter up close… and breedable. He made his rounds in cleaning and reported back to Gojo.

Gojo smiled. It was so dead in this fucking gym. The night crew of Maki and Nobara (seriously when was their wedding) and the buff guys, including the best gym bros Yuuji and Todo, said their goodbyes ten minutes before closing. True gym etiquette. And you, the only exception to the policy? You were so focused. You took some pre-workout caffeine mix right before your arrival so you were having major tunnel vision in pushing the weights and getting maximal blood flow. Bicep vein popping. Sharp lines and ab lines. You had no idea they locked the doors.

Half of the gym lights were off and that’s all you knew, so you wrapped it up and began to put the weights back.

“Oi, y/n,” Gojo hoped you heard him a little as he waved. You smiled at the snow-haired man. Putting your headphones away, “ay vanilla gorilla, what’s up?”

His crystalline eyes glimmered darkly for a second. “So creative as usual. You flatter me, but my back ain’t as big as a silverback yet. Hey. Join us in the sauna; it’s our closing routine. It’ll be relaxing.”

You thought for a second.

He added, “we can even get some late night Korean bbq if you’d like as well, if you can.”

You grinned. “Right now I’m on that see food and eat it meal plan so I’m totally down!!!”

The corners of his lips turned up slightly. “Great, see you there.” He whispered something under his breath. Princess. But you didn’t know if he said that. Nah. in your dreams.

He smelled so good. You wanted him and Geto to throw you around and manhandle you so badly but it would probably never happen. They probably had girlfriends and saw you as a gym buddy. But still.

“Mm, Geto?”

The 6’2” brunet near the deadlift platform perked up.

“Yes, my ladyship?”

Gosh his silly little titles for you made you feel so conflicted because you wished, hopelessly, that he was flirting with you.

“While I still have a pump are you able to help me take a flexing video? It’s hard to do it myself.”

“No, ma’am, actually no filming allowed in the gym,” he winked, taking your phone and cueing you to move back towards the best lighting.

You made your flexes and he whistled and hyped you up. When you were done and he handed you the phone, you laughed.

“Wow you made me not look like a midget in this video like anyone else would when they help me!”

Geto smirked. That probably includes her exes who want to look good themselves but could give a rat’s ass about her, he mused. How one of them decided he no longer wanted to lift with her and felt he was too good for her, was beyond him. It should’ve been the other way around.

“Well, I can always help you out in any way you need, film you whenever you’d like. Just promise to send me them too so I can learn how to pose from you,” he wiggled his eyebrows. Your heart skipped a beat. Was he joking around? You had no idea.

“Oh I suck at posing, but if you think I’m good then I guess I am and I’ll send you my boring flexing videos,” you laughed.

Your blush deepened when his dark eyes sparkled. “Well I think you’re fucking perfect, y/n.”

Your oblivious ass laughed and shook your head in absolute stupid denial. You were confident in yourself but he was just so friendly and hot it made you question everything and you had to keep telling yourself to stay calm.

Plus how ugh, he and Gojo are so tall, and he smelled so crisp, so yummy. How were you going to survive in a little stuffy sauna where scents were only magnified, and your arousal will get only hotter in the hot ass room?

You swallowed thickly and felt wetness trickle in your panties when you saw Gojo sitting with his head back in the sauna, white hair let down in messy damp waves framing his oceanic eyes. His shirt? Nowhere to be seen. Instead a little black towel draped over his neck to bring out his bright hair. Sweat and moisture began to glaze over rippling abs and a wide expanse of thick, carved muscles.

You took your shoes off. As was the policy, and set your stuff down besides your water bottle. Then opened the door and stepped in.

“Oh, hi guys,” Gojo smiled, unfazed by how hot it was in the room.

“Hey,” you chirped, stepping on the wooden level of seats that Satorou’s head was near, sitting in the corner so you could see both him and Geto, who. Also. Had his shirt. Off. Great. When did he find the time to do that? Made sense though, since they wore polos. Didn’t want to make their work outfits too nasty, you figured.

You were throbbing down there, and watched as Geto took off his hair tie, his hair fell down gorgeously, and he held his hair tie between sharp canines as he put it up into a high pony with some wisps hanging out.

“What’s the matter, tough girl?” Geto’s teasing voice lilted as he smirked up at you.

“Oh, I just like your hairstyle.” Geto chuckled, satisfied. Not checking your big daddy arms out…or anything like that.

“How was your shoulder and back workout, Y/n?” Gojo asked.

Oh so he was watching you. You never told him what you were working on today. Hopefully your form was alright. Well of course it was, you have perfect technique and lift slowly and as controlled as possible, even during explosive lifts with heavy weights. Of course he wouldn’t question it either. But you were such a perfectionist who worked hard in all you did.

“It was great! Lifted heavy for both. I know it’s a big range of muscles to work out but considering I missed yesterday’s shoulder day I had to make it up by raw-dogging both.”

Geto thought, excellent word choice, she can raw dog two muscle groups at a time, huh. Maybe raw-dogging two more big muscle groups wouldn’t hurt.

He smiled, voice so deep, “I bet your rear delts are going to be so sore tomorrow.”

“Hopefully. I’m trying to get big melon delts like you guys, and being sore would be a reward,” you knocked on his shoulder as if it was metal and hissed, shaking off your hand like your knuckles hurt, making the two men crack up at your antics.

“All lies. We’re trying to get as big as you. Say, Y/n, how does one get such massive traps like yours?” Gojo’s left arm rested and stretched out on the platform you sat on. His hand was inches away from your butt. So close, yet so far.

You let out a little laugh, getting goosebumps in even the hot-ass room. “Stress and carrying my team at work or in school group projects.”

“Really? I can help you get some of the knots out if you’d like.“

“Damn for free? You look like you’d be good at massaging too.”

“I could be.” His hand went from being so close to you to patting the space next to him. You stood up and hopped all the way down to the ground like a lil cat.

“While I’m up I’ll turn the heat up, too.”

“Great idea,” Geto chimed. “Reaping the sauna benefits more.”

They both checked out your ass hungrily and shamelessly, practically drooling and wanting to just grab you by the thighs and devour you with their hands.

You didn’t know because they were so much better at looking at your ass without getting caught, than you were at looking at their asses without getting caught.

You settled with your back to Gojo on the spot he patted, and felt big, heavy, rough hands engulf almost your entire shoulders. You took a deep breath as he kneaded you so well, pin-pointing all your pressure points that made you react under his big fingers. He was firm and applied the perfect amount of pressure. Maybe you’d milk it so he’d manhandle all of your sorest muscles. You wanted it to hurt a little bit.

“Can you possibly go a little bit harder?”

“Like this?” He upped his pressure and squeezing of your shoulders perfectly.

“Mm, perfect,” you were trying not to moan as a hand snaked up to encircle the back of your neck and squeeze. You shivered. Your neck was so sensitive and he was sending chills up and down your spine with every movement.

“You’re so fucking tight, y/n, shit,” Gojo’s husky voice sounded like he was calling something else tight, not your traps. “Sugu, come feel this.”

A set of hot, calloused hands that were just as large and heavy rubbed skillfully at your slowly loosening traps.

You accidentally let out a little mewl, and it was not lost on the men how your neck relaxed in his hold and your head tilted obediently however he’d move around your neck.

“Wow she is tight,” Geto’s smirk was in his voice behind you. As he pretended to ignore the little mewl that drove him nuts just now. He was wrapping you around the tip of his finger.

“You guys are so good at this! The stress is leaving my body seriously,” you were trying to act normal, like you didn’t just moan right now.

“Come to us if you ever need to let off some steam,”

“I certainly will.” You were trying to play it cool to not ruin your friendship with the super nice gym workers, but you were getting so wet and they had so much fucking testosterone and their voices were so low in your ears, they were so so close to you, and it was getting really difficult to fight off your wet dreams all these nights of them having their way with you, ramming into you and taking turns cumming inside you, maybe spit roasting you, and and and ……

Your lids became heavy and you were throbbing, hoping they didn’t notice you squeezing your legs together. Geto’s huge hand was now almost choking you from the front, as his other hand’s thumb rubbed deeply into your pressure point on your back.

“Nnrggh, right there, fuck,” your back arched a tiny bit.

“Aww, I love making you feel good, am I better than Gojo at this?” His silken voice rumbled playfully in your ear, pretending not to know you basically were moaning and begging for his touch. You sounded so pretty when you begged.

“Hey, not fair. Y/n, how does your lower body feel?” Gojo was now in front of you, kind of pouting with his blue kaleidoscope eyes boring into yours. He will one-up his gym bro, in all things including making their shared crush feel good and pulling noises from her.

You hissed through your teeth as Geto rubbed circles down your spine, which made your hairs stand on end from your erogenous zones being touched. You had no idea he was so close to you waiting for you to lean back onto him.

“S-sore as always, my hips feel tight as hell, also this can seriously not be free”

Gojo chuckled. “For you, doll, anything is free. Look, I can massage those tree trunk legs so you don’t feel that tightness, I bet walking sucks for you.” If only he made walking really suck for me.

“Holy shit I can’t pass—pass up a deal like that,” your voice was a bit higher from arousal and you found yourself stumbling on your words. Hello, brain? Why aren’t you working properly? We’re all just friends.

Gojo looked lost in thought with an unreadable hazed expression over his eyes, thumb stroking his chin for a second. “Mm, good. Anything for our favorite tigress. You work so hard.”

Big hands began to squeeze at your thighs, slender fingers kneading , thumbs pressing into your soft inner thighs. You had to really control your breathing through your nose so it didn’t look labored since Gojo was right in front of you.

Geto’s hands were at your hips, thumbs pressing into your lower back.

“Shit, ‘to, you need to feel how muscular her thighs are. Y/n flex. Holy shit!!! That is such a flex!”

Your voice cracked a little in trying to hold back your moan, and you giggled. “Thank you, I just do a shit ton of squats and deadlifts.”

“Such a dedicated pretty lil muscle mommy,” Geto murmured, hands moving higher up your thigh near the hem of your tiny shorts. Awfully close to—

“Y/n is a muscle mommy indeed, like crush me between these thighs like a watermelon. You need to be worshipped 24/7.” Both men were admiring your pretty legs in those tiny, tiny shorts.

“I um—n-no I don’t,” you stammered as the heat of the sauna, the way Geto kneaded your thigh a mere couple inches away from your pussy, the electric bolt sent to your clit, your feeling of his big heavy thick arm holding you still under your arms, the praise, the tension, it was too much and your voice was thick with lust. But theirs were thicker.

You flipped the straw to your water flask open and it hissed, squirting cold water all over your face, and you barely flinched. Geto’s thumb wandered to near your pussy lip and you whimpered, sucking on your straw to unsuccessfully distract yourself, and spread your legs farther instinctively.

Gojo had enough. The tension, he agreed, was too damn much. “Fuck. Such a good girl, you look so good like this. Done pretending I don’t need you right now.” You looked delicious in the dark sauna as your brain was slowly processing what he just said. With water dripping down your chin, between your pecs, over some of your thighs, the rest of your body covered in a glowy aura of sweat. Dressed well but disheveled. A goddess walking the earth, and the only woman to show him what angels looked like. He brought a hand up to cup your jaw and without warning, crashed his soft, glossy lips onto yours. Your lips danced as if they were lost dates in a ballroom and he parted the kiss, icy blues peering into your soul. “Taste so sweet.”

Two of Geto’s big, thick fingers suddenly shoved into your slick walls, and your jaw dropped in shocked pleasure. Gojo, ever the opportunist, diving back in and using his thick tongue to explore your mouth. You began to kiss back, moaning as the ebony haired man started to move his fingers inside you, trying to find your sweet spot. Your hands had to brace yourself behind you, and you grabbed onto Geto’s meaty thighs. “Mmm Geto—Gojo—“ your voice was muffled as you kept making out with the white haired man. A gasp and tightening of your grip on his thighs indicated that Geto found it, and he took his fingers out of you to taste your slick.

“Damn Gojo, you’re right. She tastes delicious.”

He kissed and bit on your neck, grabbing handfuls of your ass and groaning. “Lady, we’ve been wanting you ever since you stepped foot in this gym years ago.”

His mauve eyes were so intense as you looked up at him since he made you face him. Hold on. Wait. They were working that long ago? You never noticed. But clearly they noticed you long ago. How long were they pining after you?

You hummed a questionable “hmm?” Before Gojo broke the kiss to agree. His voice was laced with not just desire. He was ravenous for you, feral even. “You’re growing so fucking strong, who wouldn’t want you? You’re our Greek goddess who sculpted herself. Fuck you’re so driven and strong, Y/N it turns me on like nothing else to see you be so jacked like you could just destroy me”

Geto plunged his fingers back into you and you keened at the praise and the feeling of him stretching you out.

“Tight pretty girl, why don’t you give us a little flex, treat us a little. Let us worship you.”

You were too dumb on his fingers to feel anymore shame to do the silly request, and you flexed your arms. Gojo felt up your biceps and kissed and sucked them, while Geto licked circles on your neck and shoulders pumping his big fingers in and out of your dripping sex.

Your head was spinning, the two men began to sandwich you between their muscles, and Gojo started playing with the hem of your shorts.

You were reduced to whines and little pleas.

“Shit you’re so fucking wet, Y/n,” Geto practically growled, and you arched back into him. Your head rested on his chest, which felt so squishy because of his tiddies. He held you down in place with a big arm so you didn’t buck your hips too much…you just had to take him fingering you and driving you wild.

“S’because I think about you guys all the time,” your nails dug into Geto’s arm but he didn’t stop fingering you and rubbing circles around your pert little clit.

“Oh, is that so, love?” Gojo nibbled on your other ear, so close to you that you could smell the delicious abundance of pheromones coming off these two men, making your heart race besides Geto’s fingers and the heat.

“‘M always soaking wet going to the gym and seeing you, cancelled a gym membership I wasn’t using because this is m-my favorite, I get to see my favorite big men,” your hand traced down Gojo’s abs, and he moaned.

“Oh is that so? Do me a favor. Lose the clothes, sweetheart.”

You complied as the men gave you a little bit of space and began to undress themselves as well, showing big strong meaty man thighs that you just wanted to bite and ride. And better yet—when they took off their boxer briefs—big, thick cocks slapped their abs and bobbed up and down, arousal pooled all the way down there. Dripping precum. So much fucking meat. So many pretty veins. You gasped when you saw them and they chuckled.

“You can handle anything, Y/n. So you can handle us, right? Fit us inside you?” Geto stroked his cock slowly, panting with arousal as pleasing you and your hot, tight little pussy got him so riled up. His dark eyes seemed to plead for your agreement. They’ve both sported boners since you worked out so finally taking the pants off felt so good.

“Mm, I want to prep her a bit more Geto, can we do that?” Gojo put a towel down and motioned for you to sit on the higher seat and you obliged. “Such a good, obedient girl.” He put your legs over his wide shoulders and two long fingers made a V and spread your puffy pussy lips to admire your perked up clit and how wet you were. He flattened his tongue and swirled it over your clit ferociously.

“Gojo!!! Ahhh,” you mewled as you bucked into his face. He began to make out with your pussy all sloppily, lapping up your juices, swirling all over, up and down, and inside you. Eating you out like he was famished. “Usually I don’t like to eat my sweet desserts first but—“ your juices were dripping down his chin already and he looked so gorgeous with his messy white hair, “now I need to eat it before dinner, and after dinner, for breakfast, and lunch, forever and ever if it’s you.” His tongue kept fucking you as he rubbed the entire alphabet over your clit, and it was too much for poor you. Your legs began to entrap his head and instead of going up for air, his other arm hooked around them to bring your thighs even closer together and choke him out more.

Geto was nibbling, sucking and twirling your nipples between his fingers. One of your hands dug into Gojo’s hair pulling him down and making the man moan, and another one of your hands dug into Geto’s silky locks to pull him in to kiss you. He growled as you tugged him in. You tasted a little hint of yourself on his mouth from when he tasted his fingers. He brought up an experimental hand to choke you and you bit his bottom lip, licking it after. He smirked, choking you harder and you spasmed under both men’s touches, moaning as Geto kept kissing you and dominating your mouth as you began to feel light headed. They were pumping their cocks, and Geto stood at your level, so you were eye level to his fat cock, a sexy happy trail going from his carved abs to his goods. You took him in your hand and licked a stripe up the precum that was dribbling down his large bottom vein.

“Fuck, just like that sweetheart,” a heavy hand rested on top of your head, and he didn’t move or fuck your face. You licked all the way up to his swollen pink head, which you sucked and licked circles.

You looked into his heavy lidded eyes as he moaned deeply, the hot sound and Gojo’s hastening ministrations on you making you moan around him. And with that vibration, Geto lost control and began to thrust into your mouth, and in response you bobbed your head. Your jaw was going to hurt so bad later from this huge cock but you didn’t care whatsoever, struggling to take even half of his cock yet you were determined. They were right. You could barely even hold the entirety of his or Gojo’s girth with your middle finger and thumb touching. “So—good—fuck,” he hissed.

Gojo was absolutely drunk on your pussy. He knew he could spend hours between your muscular thighs, slurping and lapping at your overstimulated sex. Curling his fingers into the sweet spot he also found. You could feel yourself getting close, so close, and you began to sob into Geto’s cock, legs shaking and holding onto his huge thighs for stability as you twisted his cock and gave him the best blowjob of his life.

They knew you were getting close.

“God you’re so hot,” Geto was breathless, as you would try to keep eye contact with him whenever you weren’t rolling your eyes back. “Cum for us.”

And with that, as Gojo switched his hand and mouth, rubbing circles on your clit quickly with his index and fucking your sensitive walls with his tongue, you came undone, bucking into his face, silently screaming, switching eye contact between both men, making them groan.

“Holy shit, Gojo, that’s so hot,” Geto without warning thrusted deeper than you could handle. You gagged, and with that felt hot seed go down your throat into your belly.

“Such a champ, sweetheart.” He was still pretty hard, and held your chin up to kiss you and taste his release and your mouth. Your pussy and ears were buzzing and you were so distracted you didn’t realize Gojo was lining himself up with your entrance. He rubbed your clit a little bit with his tip, then plunged in, making you gasp and whine at the same time. Nothing could prepare you for how fucking big either of them were, and tears that threatened to fall from sucking Geto off fell from the burning stretch in your walls.

“A-ah, hurts! S’too big,” you cried, and he rubbed your thigh soothingly.

“I know, darling, I know. You can take it though, yeah? Be our little cocksleeve.” You moaned in agreement and bit your lip. Geto kissed your forehead and stroked your hair.

Inch by inch, he went deeper and deeper until he bottomed out. “How are you feeling, Princess?” He asked through clenched teeth.

“Please, I n-need you to fuck me,” you cried, and with your permission he wasted no time, bucking into you wildly. Sounds of skin slapping skin and wet squelching filled the sauna, and his sweat dripped on to you making you more aroused. You realized not all of it was sweat. Some of it was your juices that you squirted onto him. And he loved it.

You grew dizzy as he held one of your thighs up and bent the other one up in a half mating press. He went deeper inside you than any man has gone before and with Geto being so large too…fuck. You were screaming his name and sobbing, as Geto choked you a little again and bit on your neck to mark you up as his.

You desperately clung onto any muscles you could, and you looked and felt drunk on pleasure.

“Been wanting you so bad for so long, both of us did,” Gojo moaned, barely out of breath as overwhelming pleasure clouded your vision.

Geto added, “you’re going to be our strong little pet, built to take us both so perfectly.” You were so wet and dumb that juices dribbled down your ass and created a white ring around Gojo’s cock.

“Wonder whose kids you’ll be having first, Y/n?” The raven-haired man was thinking out loud. It took you a second.

“Wait wha—hahhh!” Gojo was kissing your cervix and bruising your walls, but when he put his palm on your tummy to feel his bulge through your stomach, and thumbed your clit, you saw stars again and clamped down on him.

Gojo was getting close as well as he rammed into you, his balls slapping against your ass, thinking about putting his kids inside you.

He moaned as your whines filled his ears and made him go insane, wanting to absolutely ruin you and fill you over and over again. And with that, you came another time, squeezing his cock as he thrusted deeply into you, and finished inside you, filling you with his hot seed as deep inside you as he could before pulling out.

Some cum oozed out of your winking pussy because you were already so dripping wet before getting fucked.

Geto got up. “My turn!!” He grinned darkly to you. Gojo took his place near your face, and Geto manhandled you to be bent over on your knees, mouth near Gojo’s cock. Your head took residence between his strong thighs. He was still hard. How the hell…

You knew what to do, so dumb on the dick and wanting more inside you, you whimpered and took him in your mouth and hands, giving Gojo puppy eyes. He stroked your hair, biting his pretty lip at the sight. A smack left your ass stinging, and a second blow made you moan around Gojo’s big cock.

But what made you moan even louder was Geto stretching you out all over again and fucking you slowly while rubbing your clit making you twitch around him.

He then held your hips up with his strong arms to be a more exaggerated doggy and fucked you at a bruising pace, hitting your sweet spot he memorized over and over and over.

You whimpered a muffled “Geto” as you had Gojo stuff your mouth and you palmed his balls, making him and Geto groan in unison.

“Mm you like that? Like getting dicked down by two guys?”

“Let’s take a bet. Who’s going to be the first baby daddy, Y/n?”

You were so lost in pleasure you couldn’t even answer.

A slap on the ass made you sob, and you palmed Gojo’s tip. “Ah-sorry what was the question?”

Geto pulled all the way out to slam back into you at the hilt, making you scream.

“It’s ok. I’ll repeat myself. I—said—who—will—be—the—first—dad?” He grunted between deep slamming thrusts, you whimpering in each one.

“I-I don’t know, nghh why don’t you put so many inside me I have both of your babies,” you slurred out, just wanting to be bred by them.

Geto liked that answer. Gojo put himself back into your mouth and thrusted into you. You were in denial this was even happening; it felt like the best dream ever. Being spit roasted by your crushes.

Gojo was the first to finish, down your throat. Geto waited, and not long after he also came inside you, leaving you absolutely creampied with both of their loads thoroughly mixed and dripping out of you.

“You’re so good, sweet Y/n,” “did so good,” they said to you, kissing their favorite muscular lady and wiping you clean. Gojo wiped your juices off of him, Geto wiped himself too, and they helped you up.

“So. You, Gojo, Me, K-barbecue, 2am?” Geto put his hair back up in his signature style.

“Yes.”

“Fucking famished.”

“Same. Let’s get dressed.”

They helped you out of the gym and babied you before and after dinner. You would definitely be sleeping in tomorrow. In Geto’s bed with him and his roomie Gojo on either side of you, you warming Geto’s cock. Both men keeping their sweet little gem safe and sound.

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a/n: I really don’t know how I feel about the entire fic but if I didn’t post it would eat away at me until I died so LMAO 🤣

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HOLY FUCKING SHIT TOJI

N-need more … zhongli and chubby goddess reader .. or I’ll collapse

*catches you as you’re falling* fret not, anon… you’ve come to the right person for all things Squish related….

fem + chubby reader, an unofficial but totally official continuation to my rex lapis x chubby archon reader from the other day, body worship, and thighfucking below!

rex lapis who summons his darling little goddess of fertility wife with a simple call of your name— after he was gracious enough to take you in and grant you his protection, you quickly decided that being at his beck and call was in your best interest. who would you be to fight him, deny him, or stall him when he awarded you more kindness and graciousness than he’s ever awarded anyone else? when he calls for you, you answer, and now is no different.

you enter the room with a clumsy curtsy, folding your hands in front of you as he flips through a stack of papers. “my beloved,” he says simply, deep amber eyes leaving the contract he’s proofreading and gazing up at you. “come closer.”

“are you coming to bed soon?” you ask sweetly, trying to tread lightly so you don’t accidentally ask any invasive questions about his work. it’s none of your business— you’re not the god of contracts.

he only shakes his head, sighing and setting his papers down. “not anytime within the hour, i’m afraid. there’s much to be done before i meet with that troublesome archon of war tomorrow afternoon.”

you can’t hide your disappointment. you were hoping he’d resign himself to bed early for once so you could invite him to snuggle and hopefully then some. he works so hard— you’d like to take care of your husband even if he’s not generally the affectionate type.

and how he’d like to leave his paperwork for the night and fill his palms with something a little softer and sweeter than the stained, tattered cloth of ancient scrolls and contracts. how he’d like to indulge in the soft, comforting warmth only his wife is able to provide— rex lapis is inclined to believe that you’re hoping to tempt him into bed with the way you’re dressed. how sweet— his demure, flustered little wife wants to rile him up.

your nightgown is sheer enough to easily make out the outline of your areolas through the fabric and tiny enough to catch where it clings to your ample waist and soft belly— is there anything more erotic than seeing the gentle curve of your plump belly visible in your tight pajamas and sheer gowns? he doesn’t believe so.

answering his prior request, you make your way over to his desk. the candlelight coming from his workspace illuminates your body nicely— your husband really can make out the outline of your soft tits through the sheer silk of your nightgown.

“and is this your way of inviting me to bed?” he asks, expression completely neutral. oh, archons— is he going to mock you for such a pitiful attempt? scold you for attempting to interrupt his work? dismiss you with a disappointed sigh and a flick of his wrist? your husband is by no means cruel, but he does tend to be… cold.

“i thought that— it’s not… it’s not like that, i was just… getting comfortable,” you answer in a tiny voice, fiddling with the hem of your nightgown and tugging your bottom lip in between your teeth. “is it… no good?”

rex lapis replaces his quill pen in its dish of ink and sets it aside. “apologies, i didn’t mean it like that. it looks lovely on you, truly.”

“thank you, my love.”

rex lapis swallows hard— how do you always manage to be so sweet? how have you lived so many centuries untouched by the sin, wrath, and war every other god hasn’t been able to escape? how do you always manage to chip at his cold exterior?

“come here a moment,” he murmurs, hands settling on your soft waist. the way your body easily gives beneath his hands and allows him to get a good grip on you does more to him than he’d ever admit. soft and easily manipulated like bread dough, warm like a quilt left to dry in the sunlight all day, and more comforting than any of teyvat’s finest luxuries. you allow him to tug you into his lap, your arms shakily wrapping around his shoulders to better balance yourself on his thighs.

“this truly does look lovely on you. shall we go to the harbor tomorrow and purchase more silk to craft you a few more?” rex lapis offers, one of his dark, dully glowing hands sliding up the apex of one of your plump thighs. “perhaps paired with a necklace carved from cor lapis as well.”

his other hand gently maps the curve of your neck and your shoulder, relishing in the way you shiver and breathe his name quietly. you say nothing as he continues to trace your body like he’s drafting a map of liyue, his fingers dipping into the valley of your cleavage before retreating and drawing over the plump swells of your breasts.

“beautiful,” he murmurs contently, resting his face in the crook of your neck. “not a thing in all of teyvat could ever provide a man, mortal or immortal, with the same comfort and security his wife can.”

a hand grabbing at the soft tuft of your lower belly makes you shiver against his thighs, inadvertently rutting yourself against his leg as he gropes a generous handful of your tummy.

“lovely indeed,” he says matter-of-factly, as if he’s confirming a theory. “this softness serves as its own testament to a life of comfort, luxury, and generosity. my hands have long since worn down to callouses and bone from never-ending war and, as i’m sure you’ve noticed, my body is lined with a electric storm of scars after having sustained so many injuries. but you…”

your husband cups the plump heft of your belly in one of his broad palms, soft and undeniably warm against his skin as he massages your tummy with determination. “but you, my dearest… you stand for all the things i’ve fought for all this time. safety, comfort, and prosperity. a body this lovely is no greater proof of that.”

rex lapis cups your waist once more and gently drags you against one of his muscled thighs, sighing in delight in response to your surprised and pleasured moans. oh, he’d just love to eat you up.

“please allow me to continue worshipping your body as any man ought to worship his beloved, my love.”

Permanent Mark Masterlist • Gojo Satoru

When your lover’s past comes back to haunt you, how many times will he choose her over you? When nothing you give was enough to make him stay. Yet, you would still choose him. Everyday.

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Gojo x reader

Status: Ongoing

Warnings: tragedy, alcohol abuse, self-harm, self-destructive reader, smoking, physical violence, cheating, toxic relationships, manipulation…+

Taglist: Closed !!

Playlist

› Part I :Permanent Mark

› Part II : Down

› Part III : Fool

› Part IV : Loose Lips

› Part V : Fear

› Part VI : Mine

› Part VII :

› Part VIII :

› Part IX :

The Best Man's Confession

Toji Fushiguro

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader

Summary: After a two year long affair, Toji can't contain his feelings any longer. What's more ideal than confessing hours before your wedding?

Warnings: Smut, Cheating, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex (f. receiving), Cream Pie, Angst

You look beyond beautiful in your wedding dress. You’re almost ready to walk down the aisle and get married to the man of your life. A man that gets along with everyone that’s in your life. Your parents, your siblings, your friends; they all adore him. 

“You look beautiful.” You hear a voice that’s too deep and too raspy to be from someone from your bridal party. You forget how to breathe for a second while his hands wrap around your waist. You feel his scar as he presses a gentle kiss on your neck.

“You’re not supposed to be here, Toji.” You speak, hoping that he’ll let go. But he doesn’t. And you don’t plan on pushing him away. He leaves gentle kisses on your neck, and you should stop him, but you don’t want to. “What if someone walks in?”

“No one is going to walk in, trust me.” He responds. He turns you around and cups your face. You push his hands away, causing him to chuckle.

“Don’t ruin my makeup. Two hours of my time went into it.” You tell him, causing him to click his tongue.

“Two wasted hours. You look so much better without it.” He replies, making you roll your eyes. His hands wrap around your waist again. He looks adoringly into your eyes, and you want to look away because this just makes you feel so guilty. He can read you like a book. “You didn’t feel guilty all those nights, why now?”

“I’m getting married in a couple of hours, Toji.” You remind him, but that doesn’t change anything. In his mind, this is over once you sign that legally binding contract. But right now, you’re not married. So it isn’t over.

“Okay? You aren’t married right now though.” He tells you before leaning in. His face is dangerously close to yours. You feel his breathing on your face. Your brain tells you to pull away, slap him and then call your bridal party. But your heart and body won’t budge.

“Toji…” You begin, your voice weak as you say his name. 

“Tell me to stop, and I will. I promise I’ll leave you alone for the rest of my life.” He says, and you’re trying to say the word, but your mouth doesn’t catch up. You can’t tell him to stop, you can just say.

“Toji, he’s your best friend. You can’t do this to him.” You respond. You hope that his conscience will stop him and that he’ll feel guilty for once in his life.

“That hasn’t stopped me. Not the first time, not the second, not the third. It won’t stop me now.” Not a bit of remorse in his voice. “I’ll throw all those years of friendship into the trash for you.”

“Toji…” You don’t understand why your body won’t push him away. His soft lip kiss gently press against yours, and you close your eyes, enjoying the feeling. Instead of pushing him, your hands land on the back of his head and pull him in even more. Your lipstick is getting all over him but that’s the last of your thoughts.

Before the kiss can go any further, he pulls away. He smirks as he looks at the messed up lipstick. “I can make this quick, sweetheart.”

“Make it quick, Toji. I don’t have all day.” You respond. Toji smirks and he looks around, looking for the best possible place. His eyes land on the couch that’s in the room. He takes your hand and leads you there. His hands search for the zipper of your dress, and once he finds it, he pulls it down. He helps you out of the dress, and he puts it to the side. 

You take a seat on the couch and watch as he gets on his knees. He pushes your panties to the side and kisses your clit. He kisses down your cunt before his tongue moves up and down your cunt. His tongue stops at your clit and he flicks it.

He brings his hand up to your face, two fingers pressing against your bottom lip. You take his fingers in your mouth, rolling your tongue around them. When he takes them out, he brings them down and pushes them into your cunt.

He curves his fingers how you like them, while his tongue goes just right. You’re going to miss this, and you can’t believe you’re doing this after you convinced yourself that you’ll be fine without this. You’re ruining your mind and body once again.

But this is even worse for him, and yet he’s doing it without a problem. He for sure knows that he’s going to miss the taste of you on his tongue. It’s such a sweet taste that he’s gotten used to. He loves it so much that he’s betrayed his best friend countless nights for it.

His thick fingers brush against your g-spot, and your eyes roll to the back of your head. Anyone can walk in at any moment, but that isn’t what’s in your mind at the moment. Or well, it is, but it doesn’t worry you like you should. The idea excites you.

“It feels so good, Toji.” You moan, biting down on your lip, stopping yourself from moaning loudly. They’re right outside, and they can walk in at any moment. You doubt that Toji locked the door.

Toji wants to smile, but he’s occupied. He begins to suck on your clit while his fingers speed up. He scissors his fingers, making you close your eyes. You hear his hums, indicating that he’s enjoying this. He’s probably enjoying this more than you.

Doing this to the woman he l- “Oh Toji- It’s so.”

He stops sucking on your clit to shush you. The man takes his fingers out and they begin to play with your clit while he inserts his tongue into your cunt. He loves doing that, every chance he gets he does it. And you love it, of course, but you’re sure he loves it even more. 

Your orgasm approaches, and he knows it. He continues doing his job while your thighs squeeze around him. You’ve never done this to him, but he’s loving it. He could nearly cry knowing that he’ll never experience this again, but he’s too focused on what he’s doing.

He takes his tongue out and it goes back to flicking your clit. Your moans get louder and louder as you reach your orgasm. Your hand goes over your mouth to muffle them. You come, your legs shaking.

Toji presses a kiss on your clit before standing up. He takes a seat on the couch beside you. He kisses your lips, his tongue immediately invading your mouth, while he picks you up and puts you down on his lap. His tongue explores your mouth before it presses against yours.

Your hand goes down to unzip his pants. You manage to get his cock out, and your hand strokes it slowly. You feel vibrations from his tongue, a couple of moans coming from him.

You pull away from the kiss, and change your position. You face him with each knee on either side of him. You align his cock with the entrance of your cunt, and slowly lower yourself on him.

He bites his bottom lip as your pussy wraps around him. He’s going to miss this so much. And he’ll think of himself as the biggest fool for getting addicted to you, but also for letting you go. He’s going to miss hearing those tiny moans that come from your lips as you get adjusted to every inch of him.

Once you succeed in taking every inch, you slowly move on his cock. Your mouth parts as you move. The man admires your face, one hand going up to your face to caress it, while the other falls on your hip.

“You feel so good, baby-” He moans, your cunt squeezing around him. He stops caressing your cheek and his hand goes down to play with your clit. He keeps looking at your face, your head thrown back. You always look away from him while having sex. 

He stops looking at your face for a second and he looks at your white lace bra. Then his eyes scan the room, and they fall on your wedding dress. This is supposed to be all for him, not for his best friend. A sudden anger overtakes him.

He begins to move his hips, and your hand moves to cover your mouth to muffle the really loud moans that come from your mouth. His head goes to the back of your head and he pushes it down. His lips land on yours, and you share a sloppy kiss. He pulls away, “Does he fuck you as good as I do?”

The sound of his skin smacking against yours fills up the room. You don’t answer. Your mind is too clouded with the pleasure that he’s giving you to even form a sentence. “Can he compare to me?”

“Toji!” His name slips your mouth, and you quickly cover it. He takes that as his answer. His best friend is going to be your husband, but Toji is the only one that can please you; at least sexually. 

Your second orgasm approaches, your walls squeezing around Toji’s cock. He has to close his eyes as he enjoys it. He’s going to miss this— No, this isn’t going to stop just because you’re getting married. It’ll keep happening, he knows it. You won’t let go so easily. You’ve been sneaking around for two years, why would that stop now?

You close your eyes, reaching your climax. Toji isn’t too far from his release either but he doesn’t want to finish so soon. Once he finishes it’s over, he doubts you’ll do more rounds with him. 

“Fuck, I’m going to miss this.” Toji mutters. You look at him, and how good he looks. He’s so sweaty but so hot. His cheeks are red, and he bites his bottom lip. He looks at you with so much adoration.  You’re too busy admiring him that you don’t pay attention to his sloppy thrusts.

“Pull ou-” You begin but it’s too late. His cum coats your walls. So much cum, like always. And once every drop is in your cunt, he pulls out. Your makeup is all messed up, yet he believes you’re the most beautiful woman to ever breathe on this Earth at this very moment.

He pecks your lips. You’re getting married soon enough to the man that he’s closest with. You’re slipping away and Toji can’t do anything. Unless… 

“Run away with me.” He says, your eyes widening. You get off him and adjust your panties before walking to get your wedding dress. Toji stands up and fixes himself.

He swears his heart breaks as he receives his answer. It’s completely silent as you put your wedding dress back on. His voice breaks as he repeats his words, “Please, run away with me.”

“Toji, is it really worth ruining your friendship with him? Choosing some minutes of pleasure over years of friendship?” You question as you walk back to the mirror to make sure your dress is put on correctly. Toji walks to you.

“I choose our two year relationship over my friendship with him, yes.” He tells you. He stands right behind you, but this time he doesn’t wrap his hands around your waist.

“It’s barely a relationship, Toji.” You maintain your composure. “We just have sex when we’re lonely.”

“I have sex with you because I’m in love with you.” He confesses, making you come to a complete stop. He’s looking at you through the mirror, filled with hope that you’ll leave with him, never turning back. But you don’t look back at him. You take a deep breath.

“You’re going to go out there and…” Your voice is breaking and you have to come to a stop with your words, stopping yourself from crying. “And you’re going to be the best man to your best friend. A man who’s so dearly in love with me.”

“I- Okay…” Toji doesn’t know what to say. He’s also dearly in love with you, but his feelings don’t matter. But he blames himself because he should’ve avoided you after that first night you spent together. He’s been in love with you ever since and he should’ve put a stop to it. You’ve never given him any signs that could’ve hinted you leaving your soon-to-be-husband for him. He gave himself that false hope.

“I love you…” He mutters before leaving the room. 

The moment the door closes, you let out a sob that you’ve been holding back. Tears that you’ve been fighting come out, messing up your makeup even more. But this is the best thing for you. Toji won’t provide you the stability that you’re looking for. Your parents don’t like Toji, neither do your siblings or your friends.

Toji already has his own son to support, he can’t afford to support you or another child. This is what’s best for the both of you.

It hurts. But it’ll only hurt temporarily. You’ll be happy soon enough.

“I love you too, Toji…” You whisper, walking away from the mirror and going to the vanity to fix your makeup. “I’m sorry.”

🏷 @dearsunaa @mykyoon @tojidilfs @b3ast1706 @crispmarshmallow @levismainbabe @matchabluebeiry-for-nanami

𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐄'𝐑𝐄 (𝐈𝐍) 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 - jjk edition

≡ gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro, sukuna ryoumen x f!reader

↳ even the strongest of men have their weaknesses, the question is what or rather who makes them weak — jjk men and when they’re first in.

tw/cw: smut, unedited. mdni. unprotected sex. oral. spanking. teasing. biting. foreplay/prepping. soft sweet talking, explicit language. creampie. spit. spanking. reader called princess, love, baby, slut. use of daddy (for toji). clit pinching. degradation. penetration without notice (for sukuna). biting. 

✉ : this is a repost !! i feel like all of these can stand as a drabble on its own… but here it is all in one bc it’s a pain to upload separately ૮₍ ˃̵ࡇ˂̵ ₎ა !! hahaha but i hope you can all still enjoy !!

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔.

Pushing you onto the bed, grunting from the force as he plops on top of you, absolutely refusing to unlink his lips with yours as his tongue ventured deep into your mouth — tongues voraciously exploring and teeth clashing. Not minding the trickle of saliva that leaked from the ends of his bruised lips — all of his attention was simply on you as your fingers grasped hold of his soft white hair and as your quivering legs were wrapped around his small defined waist.

“Fuck… baby… I-I can’t hold out any longer,” he’ll groan in between kisses as he simultaneously strips you off your clothes. And when he feels your hands make way to unbuckle his belt, brushing past his clothed erection as you reached in to release his hardened length as it softly hits the base of his stomach, causing him to slightly shiver at the cold air meeting his sensitive flesh — a flash of his reserve speeds fast past his eyes as his hands immediately find yours to cage you in, teeth pulling on your lower lip, releasing it with a lowly groan.

“I have a condom in my wallet, let me —” Satoru let out as he kissed along your jaw, lips making way down to your mounds, his thick hands engulfing your breasts from below.

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𝗗𝗘𝗘𝗣𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 !

˖˚˳⊹ deepthroating feat. childe : scaramouche : dottore : pantalone : zhongli : diluc : arlecchino x fem! reader from the 5.5k event special

˖˚˳⊹ warnings: nsfw : deepthroating : strap-on (arlecchino)

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗘

that low rumbling chuckle that escaped childe’s throat was almost sinister if anything, followed by the sight of your mouth full of his heavy cock, shutting you up in an instant. His hands would interlock themselves with the soft strands of your hair and snapping forward where he wanted to have his tip prod on the most, your throat. It’s so warm and firm, —he figures—, the way you’re flexing your muscles around his tip made a shiver run down his spine, he needed, no had to feel more.

Soft noises snapped himself back to reality once you hiccuped against his length, his pace lazy but steadily, not wanting to hurt you in any way either, you’ve been so good to him after all! Letting him just plunge into your throat like that was a gift from the heavens if he’s being honest. "you’re always so good to me." He’s repeatedly chanting this sentence with every bounce of his cock buried deep inside your throat. You were so full too! saliva dribbling down your chin and from the corners of your mouth while you breathed heavily out of your nose, hands slowly drawing circles over his thighs to reassure him that it’s okay and you can still take it. Like mentioned before, he wouldn’t want to hurt you in any way, you’re his love after all. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗠𝗢𝗨𝗖𝗛𝗘

the wet noises replacing the quietness of the room you were currently in with scaramouche. Body nestled in between his thighs while you were kneeling in front of him. He’s sputtering in between harsh sucks of your mouth, almost losing it whenever you hollow your cheeks to coax yet another deep groan out of him. He has got to change whatever was going on right now, more so he absolutely disliked not being in control of certain situations. His eyes locked gazes with your own, "you know how much I hate it when you tease me." he was careful with his words, barely a whisper if anything.

you, of course, weren’t able to answer because of being stuffed full with his cock, only nodding frantically before rolling your eyes back at the harsh snap of his hips inside of your wet mouth. Your throat would always grab him like a vice, —the feeling was to die for—. The saliva that pooled out of your mouth coating your face as you resorted to breathing through your nose due to the inability of doing it any other way. Scaramouche was happy now, "that’s better." he‘s cooeing that sentence with an almost pseudo friendly tone, slapping sounds of his pelvis remotely hitting you were now bouncing off the walls with great ease. Who knows, maybe if you were being extra obedient today, he’d return the favor to you.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗗𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗘

"just like that." dottore's rough voice was turned into a soft whimpering once he sheathed himself deep inside your warm mouth, "this is what you‘re made for." you were only able to hiccup against his length as a way to respond, bobbing your face up and down his heavy member while your hands found their way to his round balls, —that were eagerly waiting for some attention from you—. His features were almost heaven like: painfully intimidating eyes locking gazes with your own glassy ones. He was just way too big for your mouth to fit in, deperately trying to spread your lips further for his girth to fit but you still had some troubles.

dottore only laughed at your pathetic whimpering, thinking that all your hopeless attempts to satisfy you would come in handy somehow later. His hands were tired of your slow pace as they nestled in between your hair strands, grabbing a fistful of them and pushing you down on his length until you hit his pelvis, nostrils filled with the musky scent of him as you tried your best to breathe out without gagging around his girth. His dark and audible chuckle, —that was barely hearable to anyone—, brushing over your ears and making you shiver. He wouldn’t wait any longer and fuck your throat, lolling his head back whenever he’d feel you clench around his heavy cock. You weren’t exactly surprised by his harsh behavior but didnt complain either, far too turned on by the way he used you as his own personal cock sleeve. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗘

Truth be told pantalone was rock hard all day, could barely wait before he can finally push himself deep inside your wet mouth. You were always so happy to please him after all! The first grunts fell off his throat at the haste intrusion of his fat cock in your mouth, setting up a lazy pace in the beginning. He wasn’t in for doing a lot most days since it wasn’t his job to satisfy his needs, it was yours. Today was different though, blame it on him being so fucking horny all day long but the second you circled your tongue over his girth and brushed over that one particular throbbing vein of his, he figured this just wasn’t doing it for him right now.

his balls were straining, tensing up and begging to spill his seed deep inside your throat, so he did the only rational thing in that moment, meaning he grabbed a fistful of your hair to push you against his twitching length. The way you moaned at the sudden snap made you gag against his girth, the man above you almost seeing white if it wasn’t for his immense self control. You were eagerly bobbing his cock in and out of your mouth before he grinded himself deeper into you, holding you still while his swollen tip prodded against your throat.

You knew what was coming next, it was almost a bad habit of his but pantalone loved throat fucking you more than anything. "open up open up." He’s chanting lightly, —with that smile of his—, which always managed to make you shiver against his hold. The brutal pace he was going for now made your throat straincgreatly. You were trying to wrap your lips firmly against his girth while both his cum and your saliva dropped heavily down the floor, staining the carpet underneath you. He could feel his balls tighten as the knot from deep inside his gut finally broke, spilling his cum in thick spurts into your throat, the warm feeling of his seed calming you down as warm tears spread over your cheeks in the process.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗭𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗟𝗜

You know how thick his cock was, not to mention his heavy balls that would smack against you whenever he’d snap his hips forward into your warm mouth. The taste of his salty cum was coating both your tongue and throat, warmth filling your belly once it spilled down. Zhongli‘s eyes were scrunched shut, his cock heavily weeping inside of you and already making a mess while you eagerly played with his balls. It was almost unbearable for you to wait for him to cum deep inside your mouth and let you finally taste him! You couldn’t help it but grow addicted to his taste, it wasn’t too sweet but the saltiness was so easy on your tongue, dreaming about getting every last drop of the man that was hovering over you.

For a moment he pulled out and only left his tip in to retract himself to once more, —bury himself in your throat—. The quick movements were enough for you to get some taste of his salty pre-cum on your wet muscle, rolling your eyes back at it slowly covering your taste buds. "you‘re doing so good for me." biting that sentence out in an desperate tone, you did not know what made zhongli so riled up today but also didn‘t seem to care that he took it out on you. Truth be told you loved it whenever he was rough with you, —whenever he gritted his teeth when you circled your needy tongue over his girth—, that was way too big in the first place. Or whenever his body shivered and tightened once you shoot your eyes up at his gaze, watching him from under your lashes with all of his thick seed spilling out from the corners of your lips. Zhongli was sure he wouldn’t be that stressed after you were done with sucking him off so fucking nicely.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗗𝗜𝗟𝗨𝗖

Diluc was a busy man, as everyone knew by now. Yet even he had his needs that needed to be satisfied but none other than yourself. He was currently sitting on his leather chair that was located in his office. It was cold and the lights were dim yet here you were sheathed in between his thighs, sucking him off while kneading his balls with your warm hands. He missed that feeling so much, couldn’t remember the last time you went down on him like that. You breathed deeply from the man groaning above you, couldn’t help it but rub together your thighs too because of the sinful sounds he‘d always voice clearly from past his lips. "keep going." the lust in his voice was unable to be ignored, all he wanted was to spill his seed deep inside of you while also continuing to fuck you in a brutal pace.

Diluc bit back a moan before snapping his hips forward to meet your pace half way, finding refuge against your scalp to guide you over his cock now and haltering his movements once his pubic hair tickled your nose, musky scent filling your nostrils while you hiccuped from his girth. Everything felt so warm, so wet and sinful inside of your mouth, —he figured—, almost being reluctant to become addicted to the feeling you inflicted on him right now.

Your innocent eyes were watching him through underneath your brows, eyelashes stained with warm tears that ever so escaped your eyes, coating your cheeks in the process. It didn’t matter how often you’d suck him off, it’ll always strain your throat in the beginning, he was so fucking big it wasn’t fair. Your eyes squeezed shut as he continued to fuck your throat like a toy, throwing his head back to feel you clench around his swollen tip. Diluc was sure after he spilled this seed deep inside of you, he’d be able to work more efficiently later on … or maybe he’ll actually spread you on his desk to fuck you for being such a good baby for him, he still needs to decide but ultimately goes for the latter.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗖𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗢

If arlecchino decided to grace you with her body, she’d always go slow. Carefully exposing her figure for you, clothes dropping down the floor while she advanced towards your figure. For her, it wasn’t a choice, —but she needed to be in control—, wouldn’t want it any other way. It was always a matter of how you acted towards her as well though, not to mention that today in particular you weren’t obedient at all. Seemingly being bratty in front of her subordinates made her blood boil once she stood before you, a strap-on connected with her body which appeared sinfully and decorated her hips, reaching over to the soft curve of her ass. Archons, how you wanted to touch her right now, feel her up but arlecchino wasn’t in for it today.

Instead she advanced over to your face, prying open your mouth with her thumb to push herself inside of your warm mouth. It was way too big, you were desperately trying to spread your lips further before rolling your eyes back at the pleasure. "there isn’t a reason for me to play nice today." She’s calm with her voice, repeatedly prodding her tip over your throat to tease you, "right?" You groaned and looked up at her through half-lidded eyes, lashes fluttering innocently at her but she wasn’t showing any signs of actually being gentle with you now.

At this point you were looking like a mess, make-up smushed over your face while she was throat fucking you so sinfully with her strap on, couldn’t help it but focus on every little whine that escaped past your mouth, if something other than your saliva was able to escape in the first place. Arlecchino continued to fuck into you roughly, each time making sure she’d grind herself harder against your throat and not stopping until you were a whining begging mess for her, apologizing for being so fucking bratty earlier.

5.5k event special

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Your y/n moment with ceo sukuna ♡

a gift for the july babies @tonitart & hamtarochyy (twt)

tonight m thinking abt mitsuya n his raging breeding kink

mitsuya’s always been a family man, you’ve known that since day one— he’d constantly tell you about his fuzzy lil dream of you two together with 3 mini mitsuyas running around, two sons and one daughter. and it was cute ... cute how his eyes would light up— all big n bright as he droned on and on about this desire of his. cute how he’d rub little circles on your tummy while whispering so smoothly into your ears, kisses connecting to the lobes of them.

but in bed .. god in bed, he’s an animal. pumping your abused little cunt full of his cum over and over till you physically can’t handle anymore. till you’re leaking, drooling his seed all over.

“drain me, baby, know you can do it. know this pretty little pussy can take it” he huffs, thumb on your puffy clit, “you can take it can’t you? hm?” eyes locked on where you’re swallowing him whole so messily, his words slurred— drunk of your addictive heat. when he gets like .. this, he always talks to your pussy. encouraging it— “be good for me, give me what i want, mama”

and once he’s done, once he’s finally empty and wrung dry, he shoves his fingers up your cunt.

feeling the warmth of his cum in your pussy he smiles n looks at you, cheeks flushed a pale pink, sweat running down the sides of his head, hair all messy— disheveled.

and he sighs, with a slight giggle.

“i gave you all of me, baby”

Doggy with Gojo

Sloppy with Toji

RIDING THEM hcs + small oneshot !

characters︙sukuna, toji, gojo!

together︙characters x afab! reader

hcc : 10 hcs each character, 1 oneshot each character.

warnings︙18+, cockwarming, p in v, chocking, breeding kink, slapping, dirty talk!, praise kink, tummy bulge, cervix fucking.

➴ﾞ︙sukuna ☆ cervix fucking, tummy bulge.

you can barely take his cock and he loves it!

you have to hold on his shoulders to keep balance

his hands grip your waist, helping you move up and down.

loves watch the way he splits you open every time.

your barely being able to think with the way his cock hits your cervix.

the pain and pressure driving you to keep your hips moving and grinding on him.

will rub your clit to make you cum harder and faster

only really cares for you to cum. doesn’t really need it.

on that note, he really likes loves watching you cum.

is fascinated with you!

“s-sukuna!” you whine as he moves you up and down on him. he was so fascinated by the way you took him so well. he watched as your pussy engulfed his fat cock with every push. “shh, baby. you’re taking my cock so well. i might have to get you something after,” he grinned moving his eyes up to your tummy where his cock made a big bulge.

➴ﾞ︙toji ☆ more cervix fucking, chocking, light slapping, breeding kink, cock warming.

he fills you too the top.

you can’t fully sit on him or you’ll literally start crying.

will hold your hips to keep you still while fucking up into you.

will wrap his hand around your throat and fuck you into you also

loves seeing you drool as your eyes roll to the back of your head

will talk to you in the middle of him fucking you silly and expect you to answer while your brain dead.

he’ll slap you lightly, asking for an answer. he won’t really get one.

is determined to make you cum so much you will be sore.

he loves fucking his cum deeper into you after cumming

will cockwarm you after if you want <3 loves the warmth of your cunt on him.

“too much’!” you push tojis chest as he watch’s himself part you. he chuckles at your whines, “baby. just a little more for me, ya?” you nod giving him the okay before helping you down more. you both gasp when your hips touch. his head was just violating your cervix but his hands were so tight on your waist you couldn’t move. “toji! it hurts!” you whine and he losses his grip letting you raise. ”sorry, baby,” he said before kissing you.

➴ﾞ︙gojo ☆ praise, breeding kink.

he’s a perfect fit.

adores your facial expressions when you fit down on him.

will hold your hands so you can keep your balance on him.

he’ll most definitely grin the whole time.

loves when you cum around him! it makes him wanna put a baby in you <3

will stop you mid way and just to sit you fully on his cock.

he likes watch you beg and whine for him to fuck you to push his ego up.

will slow down if your overstimulated. the rest won’t.

he’ll fuck up into you when you get tired.

wants to fill you up so bad.

“a-a-ahhh! fuck!” you moan out holding his hand tighter. “yes, baby. fuck, you’re so pretty,” he grinned watching your eye roll into the back of your hand, moaning flowing out of your mouth. your warm cunt fit so perfectly around him. he was bound to cum in you soon. you had came so many times already; throbbing, dripping— he was surprised he hadn’t came already.

 gojosprettyslut 2022.

with Taiju

morning with Draken

Mikey

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SUPERIOR COMPLEX

in which gojo’s adopted daughter goes to ua

mha/bnha x jjk

my hero academia/boku no hero academia x jujutsu kaisen

various x fem!reader

warning: blood&gore, profanity, slightly op fem reader, violence, angst and fluff

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CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

it’s misa amane’s world and we just live in it

i see you, and i trade all you this