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𝔀ith love, ivy . ૮꒰◞ ˕ ◟ ྀི꒱ა

[disturb7a]

━━━ ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ ivy ꜝꜝ black ꜝꜝ twnty ꜝꜝ she!her ༉‧₊˚

𝜗𝜚˚⋆ — ❛ viewer’s discretion is advised.… multifandom, sexual content, eighteen+, not spoiler-free, && interacts with sexual content alike! ❜ I LOVE SATORU GOJO !

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[twinkhole-destroyer]

my diva moment will have casualties

[twinkhole-destroyer]

[polerr]

@polerr

[tiramistupid-deactivated2026012]

sorry to be tmi but watching a guy masturbate is and forever will be The Hottest thing to me

[tiramistupid-deactivated2026012]

men jorking it

[oliviadoe]

[beybuniki]

deku day and i have no art but let's go through through my csp files like it's a photo album of izuku's life

[brian4rmthe6]

Reblog for good luck 🍀 💰

[nosimpincurly]

You’re not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.

[catherinebunnington]

Reblog to materialize $250,000 in prev's bank account

[rainekeiko]

I want more. I deserve more. that’s my final answer.

[disturb7a]

HOW HE SOUNDS I kento nanami nsfw audio ʚ ‧₊˚✧ ࿐

⚠️ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT: nanami x fem!reader, nsfw headcanon, praise kink, spitting (in audio), whimpering, nsfw audio [ please use headphones cuties! ] — mdni

NANAMI is much more focused on your pleasure than than his. however, he is vocalllll. his voice is so low and intense it just makes your whole body shiver.

as professional as he is, he sounds like he’s barely holding it together voice heavy, slow grunts punched out of him like it’s too good to stay quiet..

“there. just like that.”

he fucks you like a man with a mission. hand on your waist, forehead to yours, slow strokes that go so deep you forget how to breathe. he groans low and rough in your ear when you clench around him.

source.

[disturb7a]

“i haven’t been kissed in six months.” you mutter, flopping dramatically onto gojo’s couch and fake a cry. your best friend, satoru gojo blinks at you from his spot on the opposite end of the couch, his long legs kicked up on the coffee table, one hand holding a half-eaten bag of chips, the other flipping through tv channels.

“that’s a tragedy,” he says, grinning. “a crime, even. someone could to go to jail for that.”

“yeah, well, welcome to my dating life. one tragic disappointment after another.” you sigh. it’s not like your always searching for a relationship, but god, 6 months!???

he tilts his head, that pretty face of his breaking into something evil and borderline mischievous. “maybe you’re just looking in the wrong places.” you roll your eyes and look at him through the corner of your eye. he chuckes. “satoru, don’t start. i already know what you’re gonna say.”

he raises a brow and places his hands on his chest, mock offended. “me? i’m innocent. i haven’t said a thing.” you snort out a laugh,“you’re practically thinking it. no, i’m not downloading tinder again. i’d rather die.”

satoru chuckles, that low, deep and amused sound that always makes your stomach flutter just a little, though you never admit that part. he’s been your best friend since you guys were five. he knows every dumb story, every secret, every time you’ve cried over someone who didn’t deserve it.

and still, he looks at you like you hung the moon. “okay, so no tinder,” he says. “no bad dick. no make out sessions. what do you want then?” you bury your face into a throw pillow and mumble, “i don’t know. something. someone.” he turns his face, his piercing blue eyes analyzing your face and he hums, soft and lazy. “you know,” he says slowly, “we could just kiss.”

you freeze. “satoru.”

“what?” he says, all innocence, as if he’s not offering to casually kiss you like it’s just another thursday evening. “who says we can’t kiss as friends?”

you sit up, staring at him like he’s grown a second head. “uh, society? normal social boundaries?” he shrugs. “never cared much for those. you bite your lip. “you’re not serious.” his grin widens, lazy and dangerous. “deadly. come on, you’re hot, i’m hot. we’re both suffering. it’s just a kiss. for science.”

“for science?”

he nods, all playful charm. “yeah. a friendly experiment. no feelings. no expectations. just you and me. and our mouths.” you try to glare at him, but your lips are twitching. “this is the dumbest idea ever.”

“so that’s a yes?”

you hesitate, your heart’s pounding. it’s just a kiss, you tell yourself. it’s just gojo. you’ve known him forever. he’s always been touchy, flirty, a menace with a heart of gold. he’s held your hand when you were scared, carried you on his back when you twisted your ankle in college, made you laugh when you thought you’d never smile again. maybe… maybe it wouldn’t be the worst thing. you sigh, eyes fluttering shut for a moment before you glance back at him. “fine. one kiss. one.” his smile turns devilish. “scout’s honor.”

he shifts closer, your heart beats in anticipation, and suddenly he’s right there, in your space. his knees brush yours, his fingers reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

“you sure?” he murmurs, and there’s a flicker of something softer in his voice, something that doesn’t feel quite so casual anymore. you nod, “yeah. i’m sure.”

his hand cups your cheek, thumb grazing your jaw, and then he leans in, slow and deliberate, like he’s giving you time to change your mind, but you don’t, you meet him halfway.

his lips are warm, soft, and good and feel way better than they should be. he kisses you like he’s been waiting for this, like he knows your mouth, like he wants to know more. it’s not a hesitant kiss. it’s deep, teasing, with just a little edge of cockiness that makes your toes curl and your stomach churn. his other hand slides around your waist, pulling you closer, and suddenly you’re not even thinking. your hands are in his hair, tugging a little, and he groans into your mouth, low and hungry. you gasp at the sound, and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue past your lips.

your body reacts before your brain does. you’re flush against him, heart racing, hands trembling slightly as the kiss deepens. you pull back eventually, both of you a little breathless, your lips tingling, your skin hot. “…jesus,” you whisper.

gojo’s staring at you, eyes half-lidded and glowing with something unreadable. then he smirks. “see?” he murmurs, brushing his thumb over your bottom lip. “doesn’t hurt to kiss your friends”

heyyyyy 🥸🥸 a bitch is back hehehehe, i love bestfriend!gojo he’s so hot 🤸🏽‍♀️🤸🏽‍♀️🤸🏽‍♀️

[blastoisarchive]

[ichibf]

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ he didn’t just fuck you. grimmjow claimed you.

every time he got you underneath him—or over him, bent, straddled, pinned, slammed into a wall—it ended the same. deep. raw. messy. and so fucking full.

it started as a challenge. that cocky sneer, sharp canines flashing as he threw you down and said, “bet you can’t take it all.” you proved him wrong. again. and again.

but tonight?

tonight, he wasn’t playful. he was feral.

your legs were already locked around his waist, the room thick with sweat and sex, his cock rutting into you so deep your toes curled and your throat gave out on words. all you could do was moan, sob his name as he fucked you with brutal purpose—hips slamming into yours, thighs flexing, the bedframe knocking hard against the wall with every damn thrust.

“you feel that?” he growled against your ear, breath hot, voice wrecked from low grunts and growls. “that’s my cock hittin’ your fuckin’ cervix. ain’t lettin’ you off easy tonight.”

you gasped, body twitching from the pressure, the overwhelming stretch. he was too thick, too deep, dragging against spots you weren’t sure existed until now. you could feel how soaked you were, your cunt swallowing him hungrily, slick leaking down your thighs and his balls.

“fuck—grimm—too much—”

he grabbed your hips, pulled you back down harder on his cock, forcing you to take every inch, his voice a gravel-slick snarl in your ear.

“shut up. you take it so fuckin’ well, like your pussy was made for this cock. you love it.”

you did. gods, you did. you were addicted to the way he split you open, the way your stomach bulged every time he bottomed out, the way your cunt clenched around him like it wanted to be bred.

and he knew it.

“i’m gonna knock you up,” he growled, biting down hard on your shoulder. “stuff you so full you’ll drip for days. leave you leaking all over my fuckin’ sheets like a good little bitch in heat.”

“i can’t—!” you cried out, choking on the words, not sure if you were begging him to stop or never stop.

his laugh was dark, cruel, cock slamming into you harder, faster, like he was chasing something—chasing release like a predator on the hunt.

“you can. you will. i’m gonna fuckin’ breed this tight cunt ‘til it knows who it belongs to.”

your orgasm slammed into you like a punch to the spine, loud and messy, body convulsing, cunt milking his cock in pulsing waves as you screamed his name. you felt your walls tighten, squeeze him, pull him deeper.

and he lost it.

grimmjow snarled—wild, animalistic—and thrust one last time, burying himself balls-deep as he came with a violent growl, cock jerking inside you as he painted your insides with hot, thick cum. you felt it flood you, rope after rope spilling into your womb as he pressed you down, grinding into you, making sure none of it leaked out.

“fucking take it,” he hissed, panting, teeth still on your skin. “take every fuckin’ drop. that’s mine. you’re mine.”

he didn’t pull out.

just stayed there. cock twitching inside your spent cunt, cum dripping down between your thighs, his weight pinning you down like he was scared you’d get away.

“you’re gonna be so full,” he murmured against your neck, voice rough and low. “gonna stuff you every night ‘til it takes. i want you round, leaking with my seed. i want everyone to know who fucked you stupid.”

you whimpered under him, still trembling, cunt fluttering around his cock.

and he just grinned.

“good girl.”

[bee2124]

When tumblr refreshes itself and the fic I was reading fucking disappears forever 💔

I’ve been searching for a smau I was reading for three days 😔

[fatefuly]

[cut3bunny]

dick from a guy who worships me and thinks i’m the prettiest girl in the world

[persicipen-deactivated20250326]

basically . . .