I’M A FOUNTAIN OF BLOOD IN THE SHAPE OF A GIRL་༘࿐
⊱༺ ♰ ⊰⋅canela twentyone latina⛧°. ⋆༺♱.⋆. °⛧
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I’M A FOUNTAIN OF BLOOD IN THE SHAPE OF A GIRL་༘࿐
⊱༺ ♰ ⊰⋅canela twentyone latina⛧°. ⋆༺♱.⋆. °⛧
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omg I was talking to my gfs ‘bout how I’d imagine calling Higuruma because I have a surprise for him so he could clock out work earlier and when he gets home, he finds house all messy and he’s the one making the chores while i just watch TikTok’s in a babydoll and he just fucks my brains out as revenge
sukuna using his body weight and fucking you til you pass out ˙𐃷˙
sukuna isn’t fucking you right if he doesn’t have you suspended in the air and fucking you against the wall or on your back and squishing you while he fucks both dicks inside of you.
he likes using both because he loves hearing that gasp of disbelief when he slides them in, how fast your hands flew up to grab onto something, anything; it got him even harder.
they couldn’t even fit all the way; the majority of it was left out because he knows you couldn’t handle it if he pushed 10 full inches deep inside of you, but he likes to imagine it.
the sounds you would make while your face is pressed against the mattress.
the little muffled sounds while you cried out for him, how tight you would be while you clenched around him, his dick so deep he can see it poking in your stomach.
he thought after him fucking you almost every day and every night you would get used to the feeling of his body crashing down on you and you taking both of him at the same time, but you always failed.
tensing up while each dick slid inside of you and his body came down, covering every inch of you.
“there you are. can you breathe down there?”
laughing to himself as he does the first thrust, his ear up to your neck to hear that muffled gasp and feel your butt lift up into him.
his dick soaked from you, he wasn’t even halfway in and he was already touching your sweet spots and feeling you drip down his shaft.
each thrust is getting deeper and wetter.
one of his hands sliding underneath you to feel himself going in and out. his whole hand covering your stomach, his fingertips pressing in to anchor himself.
sukuna rarely said anything when fucking you, a few snarky jokes here and there, but he really wanted you to take in the sensation; he wanted you focused on his dicks and how they were moving inside of you.
pressing a finger right beneath your belly button to feel you squirm and squeeze even tighter, purposely putting more weight on you.
letting his body sink into yours every time.
i have one more request to do but the jjk finale inspired me teehee
⋆✴︎˚。⋆ broke baby daddy!toji headcanons !
18+ mdni!!
broke baby daddy!toji who always shows up at your door at 2 a.m. smelling like cheap whiskey and cigarette smoke, duffel bag slung over one shoulder, asking if he can crash on your couch “just for tonight” even though he said the same thing last week.
broke baby daddy!toji who forgets megumi’s birthday half the time and shows up three days late with a half-melted ice cream cake and a cheap toy from the dollar store, then acts like he’s the world’s best dad when the kid lights up anyway.
broke baby daddy!toji who spends his last $40 on scratch-off tickets and lottery tickets instead of buying groceries, then shows up at your place hungry and expects you to feed him while complaining that “the system is rigged.”
broke baby daddy!toji who fucks you like he’s trying to forget how broke he is—pinning you down on your cheap mattress, thick cock stretching you open while he growls “this pussy’s the only good thing i got left” and pumps you full until it’s leaking down your thighs.
broke baby daddy!toji who calls you “mama” in that low, gravelly voice when he’s balls-deep inside you, one scarred hand pressing on your lower belly like he’s imagining knocking you up again even though you both know he can barely afford the kid he already has.
broke baby daddy!toji who disappears for weeks on “jobs” and comes back with bruised knuckles and blood on his shirt, then expects you to patch him up and let him fuck the stress out of you on the living room floor while megumi is asleep in the next room.
broke baby daddy!toji who’s lowkey a shitty father—forgets to pick megumi up from daycare, shows up late to parent-teacher conferences smelling like booze, and once told the kid “life’s a scam, kid, don’t get your hopes up” when megumi asked why they couldn’t afford the cool sneakers all the other boys had.
broke baby daddy!toji who gets jealous as fuck when he sees you talking to guys with stable jobs and nice cars, then drags you into the bathroom later and fucks you hard against the sink while muttering “you don’t need some suit-wearing asshole. you got me. i may be broke but this dick still makes you scream.”
broke baby daddy!toji who secretly loves when you take care of him—when you bring him food after a long job or let him crash on your couch—but shows his gratitude by eating you out for hours on the kitchen counter until you’re shaking and crying his name, cum dripping down his chin.
broke baby daddy!toji who calls you when he’s drunk or high and gets all emotional, slurring “miss you and the brat… don’t know why you still put up with my broke ass,” then shows up an hour later and fucks you slow and deep on the couch while whispering half-assed apologies against your skin.
broke baby daddy!toji who’s terrible with money but weirdly good at fixing things around your apartment—leaky faucets, broken locks, the shitty heater that always dies in winter—because at least he can still feel useful in some way.
broke baby daddy!toji who, on the rare nights he actually has a little cash, spends it all on takeout and cheap beer for the three of you, then falls asleep on your couch with megumi curled up on his chest, looking almost peaceful for once.
broke baby daddy!toji who still calls you “his girl” even though you’re not together anymore, and fucks you like he’s trying to remind you why you let him knock you up in the first place.
broke baby daddy!toji who knows he’s a shitty father and a shitty partner, but keeps coming back anyway because you and megumi are the only two things in his life that feel like home.
❤︎ first time doing headcanons! and no—rich baby daddy!toji doesn’t exist.
JASON ! KUNA
cw : smut, murder, knife play, blood
ART CRED : @/kcokaine
he doesn’t talk at all. he doesn’t think it’s worth it, wasting his breath on foolish little creatures he’d much rather cut up into pieces. you’ve heard him chuckle, moan, scoff and grunt… but never any words. he expresses everything through looks, gestures, or just destruction. somehow, you always know what he means. it’s scary how well you understand each other.
he leaves you creepy little gifts. a very expensive locket with a picture of you (taken without your knowledge), a heart-shaped box full of literal human hearts and eyeballs, blood-smeared note that says “mine”. he also clears all threats from your way. you just suddenly feel like the world is strangely safer around you, which is ironic because jason ! kuna is such a danger himself. but he doesn’t want anything big and scary to get his hands on you but him.
Could it be tribalera reader x jjk?
★ COCOMELON AND LATE DINNER ★
late night cravings after work only means late night dinner with sukuna
★ PAIRING: frat! ryomen sukuna x fem! reader
★ CONTENT WARNINGS: 18+ content, MDNI. unplanned pregnancy. mention of abortion. yuuji being an ipad kid. reader’s still a lil wary.
★ WORD COUNT: 3.8k
★ JADE’S NOTES: a lil bit longer than usual, sorry about the delay. i hope you enjoy and as always i’d love to hear ur thots :3
part seven of frat bro turned dad of the year
not even ten minutes pass after you've hung up when sukuna's car peels into the parking lot, beaming headlights nearly making you catch a glimpse of the pearly whites gates as they shine onto the glass.
HUMAN BEHAVIOUR | CHOSO KAMO
if you ever get close to a human and human behaviour
summary: choso’s first time understanding human behavior. content warnings: praise kink, size difference, primal play, overstimulation.
Choso couldn’t understand it.
To a curse, the world is pretty simple — survival, power and blood. The problem comes from his human part — a mess of contradictions. There was no logic in his chest tightening when you looked at him or the heat down his stomach.
Like teacher like master. | Itadori Yuji and Gojo Satoru
threesome with the strongest sorcerers!
“Oh, I taught you vere well, didn’t I?” Satoru patted the sweaty strokes of your hair. Pussy drooling in sweet, liquid, delicious moist of your messy folds, being ravaged by Yuji’s thick girth. As older comrades congratulating one each other.
Your eyes flutter. Yuji holds it there. His legs are spread and your ass sprawled on his laps. Your throat stuffed by Toru’s veiny cock, tip caressing it. Slurp and then you gulp, not even sure if you can hold it there for too long, air barely entering your nose. Your eyes pierced on each other.
Yuji draws with his hands the curve of your waist and stops on your hips. With bewildered movements, he circles, rims his cock painful. Your cunt aches, asking for more as it clenches, desperate. “Oh, Gojo-sensei, just look at her face, isn’t she pretty.” He accentuates each jab, wanting to go farther. Fuck, his tip rolls all over your quivering insides.
He decides to be merciful. He take you out of his mouth. Thick ropes of saliva and pre-cum ooze from your mouth, jaw dropping, as he traps your cheeks on his hand. Your shiny, puppy-eyes are batting. Satoru, admires your messy beauty, as Yuji’s bumping, making a bulge out of your womb. Hot, aching jolts are taking you over the edge, even if he barely moves.
“You’re doing good, baby.” He coos. “Let us the grown man to take care of you. Turn your back for me.” Still buried inside Yuji, you twangle and your pussy intertwines in his veiny cock, taking you over the edge.”
“There, there, baby doll.” He consoles. You clasps as an anchor. He stuff two fingers inside your mouth and your sloppy tongue wets them.
Now Satoru has a full view of your spread open ass. Your butthole already damped by their saliva and your juices. Only a spit on it and shivers were sent down your nipples. You clung onto Yuji as Satoru is circling it torturously, trying to make his index finger fit it.
This, Yuji’s swathed cock, holding there, on your sweet spot, let out a mewled gasp that couldn’t get trapped on the back of your throat.
One, two, one, fingers expanding your sensitive butthole. It was too much. Your hips seesawed, yearning for friction. Yuji threw his head back and grabbed you by the strands of your hair, using it as an anchor to thrust at an accelerating pace. The obscene, sticky sounds your pussy made were a sweet orchestra.
“Hold here, there, Yuji. I’m still trying to get this pretty ass loosen.” Satoru scolded.
Remembering the old days, Yuji apologized and made the effort not to move his pulsating girth inside you.
A whimper splurted out of your mouth when Satoru introduced his cock inside. The pressure, of one stuck in your ass, and the other demolishing your squashed pussy, hit your body with a wave of delight only those two knew how to.
Both cocks ramming, jabbing, leaving shambles both holes. Smashing with sticky plops your worn slits came inside you.
Oh, Satoru never thought he’d share this terrific experience.
sukuna can’t handle his wife’s stamina 18+
moving in together was a tough time for sukuna. mainly because you had the stamina of a rabbit when it came to sex. in fact, he considered himself to be a man with a high sex drive before he met you.
as much as he loved fucking you stupid, he was embarrassed to admit he was out of fuel. so, he’d just let you ride his face or something. his body became yours to use while he recuperated.
but this time, he was dedicated! he wanted you to be the one that got exhausted first. getting yourself off was something he couldn’t comprehend anymore. what was he there for if not to fuck you?
your sweaty body was laid out across the soft sheets of his bed. the hands of your husband held you in a mean mating press, with your legs pressed so firmly against your chest that it stopped your tits from bouncing any further.
this position wasn’t a showcase of sukuna’s control, not at all. he used your legs like handlebars—leverage. he was winded! his thrusts were lazy and sloppy, each slap of skin timed out further than the last. a mental count of how many times he’d made you finish was lost somewhere in the sea of cum he stuffed you full of.
“god..my fuckin’ back hurts, woman.” he complained, but continued fucking you anyway like he was half asleep. sukuna was certain he’d rubbed your cervix raw, and that when he would inevitably pulled out, the tip of his cock would he filed off. thats how long he’d been inside you.
“well don’t stop now—m’close again..” you whined, rutting your hips back onto his weakly twitching cock. “just let me ride you if you’re so tired.” honestly, you could go forever. the soreness wasn’t enough to kill your libido even a hair. cum dripped out of your syrupy, stretched hole like sap whenever he’d pull out enough to leave some space. it glazed your thighs in a way that didn’t feel wasteful, just pretty.
sukuna panted, his painted nails digging into the plush of your thighs as he held himself up. “it’s not just—fuck—about being tired..” a sharp thrust had you keening. “i don’t have any cum left, wife. you milked me dry, s’all in here.” he pressed down on your lower stomach, which in turn sent more of his seed trickling out.
you laughed at that, then moved your hips so the head of his cock nudged your g-spot routinely. “i-is that supposed to..mmh..mean something to me?”
your husband just shook his head, slamming into you again with the remainder of his stamina. it was enough, since it sent your orgasm hurling its way toward you again. your back arched off the bed like it was your first orgasm of the night, and your head sunk into the pillow behind you with a soft thud. a strained cry crawled its way out of your throat when you felt his pathetically small load splurt inside you. only half your body knew it was exhausted.
he panted above you, sweat gulfing down his chest and sticking pink hairs to his tatted face. his eyes were half lidded from exhaustion, though you were too far into bliss to recognize it. he released your legs, but you spread them open again anyway.
“a-again..” you whimpered, finally peeling your head off the pillow. you wiggled your hips, a moan leaving both of you due to the overstimulation.
he looked distraught, and you could see his face this time. “are you shitting me.”
“iif you don’t want to we can stop.” you quickly assured
sukuna scoffed, picking up your thighs again. he always folded so fast. “course i want to. the fuck do you think i am?” you felt his cock twitch inside you again, slowly but surely starting to stuff your worked cunt close to how it was before. it was a sorry excuse for an erection, but it was enough since he started slowly thrusting again.
“think three more will be enough?” you queried
“GOD DAMMIT”
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sorry this is buns i’m sicker than a clicker..i yearn to write!!!!
alien!choso who had been perceiving you for a long, long time. he first noticed you when his ship interfered with the signal from your tv. that romance movie was practically manifesting him. he dialed in, since observing humans had always been a hobby of his!
the tv buzzed on your end there were small sparks that replicated stars of some sort. little did you know you were being studied by some extraterrestrial being. you couldn’t see him, but he could see you.
alien!choso who had been losing his mind over this human girl on earth. he wasn’t aware that such beauty existed, which was a lot coming from someone who lived amongst the stars. being more infatuated with a human than the expansion of the universe was quite impressive. he was dusted to the stars, but certainly not used to you.
you were one of a kind. the stars couldn’t recreate your beauty, he thought, even if the elements in your body were crafted from supernovas themselves—ones he had witnessed.
every evening, after you came home from work, he’d interfere with your signal. it wasn’t long before he showed up in your phone, laptop, every piece of technology you owned. he memorized your schedule as he warped through time and space, kept mental notes of everything you seemed to be interested in even when he didn’t know it.
but most of all, he’d study the people you brought over. it made him feel stiff and stunted inside to see people getting to interact with something as gracious and wonderful as yourself. it made him deeply upset. he yearned.
alien!choso managed to send you a message, actually. a beautiful photo of the stars flooded the screen in which you were staring at. and finally, you became a bit fearful.
“who’s there?” you called out, talking to a tv was absolutely ludicrous! and yet, you got an answer.
the screen glitched, an eerie buzzing hissing at your eardrums. choso was very excited to be noticed by his new human crush! something that came with being a full time human watcher, was that he knew most every language on earth.
“choso.” the text fizzled its way onto your infiltrated screen, followed by even more brilliant photos. nebulas, galaxies, stars upon stars. “observe, do you like it?” it was cute, he was trying to impress you.
you stared at the photos in awe, your pupils swallowing up the beauty your hands could not reach. were you being watched by an alien? and why?
“okay, choso.” you finally managed, “nice to meet you. can you show me more?”
he was ecstatic.
alien!choso who started to become much braver during his interactions with you. he was everywhere, and you couldn’t help but reply. talking to an alien was strange to say the least, though falling for one was even more preposterous. so why, why did you find that your heart pumped faster whenever you noticed him watching?
he gave you so much affection, despite being light years away. he’d listen to you rant about things he didn’t even understand, just so he could hear you speak to him. he was everything you wanted in a guy. except he wasn’t human, his existence wasn’t even proven. were you the only one that knew aliens existed?
“you are beautiful.” your phone screen said, choso liked to be the center of your attention the most he could. if you were watching something, he’d immediately hog the screen so he could be the only point of your focus.
“thank you, choso.” you chirped, not even attempting to swipe out of his interference. “you know, i’d like to see what you look like. since you call me beautiful every chance you get.”
choso’s breath hitched, whatever organs in his body that he had were fluttering with something he didn’t really know. love? had to be. at first, it was all he could do to smile. he sent you more photos, uranus, saturn, jupiter—was he coming to earth? or just trying to keep your attention?
“you will see me.” the screen buzzed again, “i will come to you. i’m at jupiter, don’t you know jupiter?” to which you nodded at.
“you are beautiful, baby.”
baby? he must’ve learned that from the romance movie you were watching when he first found you. and it felt perfect coming from him.
alien!choso was at your house within a week—and he didn’t even warn you! it was two in the morning when he came, you noticed when you saw a purple light illuminating your whole backyard. it beamed through your blinds, awaking you immediately.
you shot up, throwing the covers off your adrenaline ridden body and stumbling into your slippers. a peek out the window confirmed it.
there was an alien waiting at your back door.
alien!choso who didn’t even knock, afraid to disturb his favorite human. he’d wait hours if he had to, that would feel like mere milliseconds to someone who existed before earth was even in the workings. the light from his ship died down to something far softer, though you were certain the neighbors had already seen!
when you opened the door, you finally got to see the creature you had been observed by. the thing you had fallen for when he was a galaxy away.
oh, he was gorgeous.
he had black hair down to his shoulders, smooth and soft despite what you’d expected, accompanied by the cutest antennas spiriting from his head. his eyes were large, the sclera was a dull black color while the rest of the area was a lovely violet hue. there were markings across his face and light purple skin, you wondered what they meant.
the moment his eyes caught sight of you in the doorway, he felt like a whole other being. you were far more ethereal in person, nothing he’d seen in his long lifetime amongst the expanse of the universe even compared. his antennas twitched, and a dorky smile stretched easily across his face.
“you are beautiful.” that was exactly what you expected him to say. his voice was more human like than you’d expected. star struck was a great way to describe a case such as yourself.
“choso you—“ you covered your mouth, the beauty of this creature had you dumbfounded. you lightly grabbed his wrist, pulling him inside your warm home. “you really came!”
your hand around his wrist felt like a kiss—which he hadn’t even felt before, but he knew it was good. something in his chest stuttered and jumped, it was a feeling he’d long affiliated with you. “of course, i said i would.”
choso eyed you up and down, and you were sure there was a new light in those voidous eyes of his.
“i love you.”
alien!choso was immediately trying to kiss you, just like he saw in that movie. humans liked to kiss, obviously! his big hands rested on your hips, pulling you closer to him rougher than he intended.
“—woah!” you squeaked, hands balled against his chest. “choso, slow down. you just got here!”
he looked partially confused, but he was still smiling. he moved one hand off your hip, grabbing yours instead. his light purple fingers caressed your palm softly, to which he planted a small kiss to. “if that’s what you want me to do, love. anything you want me to.”
you stood on the tips of your toes, kissing him gently on the cheek.
choso blushed. it was the most adorable thing you’d ever seen.
alien!choso who eagerly led you back outside to his ship, trying to impress you once again. it was impressive indeed, but you had expected nothing less from something like him.
“i’d like to take you somewhere.” he said, holding your hand in both of his, trying to kiss it again. he was such a gentleman, you wished human men would take notes. he was so obsessed with you, surely that was a dangerous thing. “you pick where, baby. anywhere you want.”
you pondered for a moment, a very brief moment. “i’d like to go to callisto, choso. will you take me there?”
choso grinned, nodding so hard his antennas bounced. “i will show you better things than callisto.” he promised, scooping you right off your feet and walking towards his parked ship.
“if you’ll be my wife.”
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Hiiiii
✦ SEX POLLEN! CURSE V. THE STATE (OF HIS FORMERLY FAILED MARRIAGE)
syn: who would have thought that a sex pollen curse with no ability to get prosecuted, would be the key to solving higuruma's failed marriage with the woman he still loves?
── ✦ tags + cw: smut; a bit of plot, but mostly smut (he's submissive asl); implied tumultuous marriage; tad bit ooc; insanely beautiful art by warmiipalomaa on tiktok<3
“h-hiromi..? what the hell are you doing here? and why do you… look like that?”
when you rushed out of your room, shirt hastily put on at the sound of the door of your apartment door being knocked, you didn’t expect for your ex-husband to appear.
hiromi’s eyes were hooded, tie all fucked up. his jaw was clenched. his skin was pale and his pupils were dilated—as if he was high on adrenaline. it was probably 11 at night; you called off and you lounged all day after an unpleasant encounter with one of the judgemental supervisors. your plan tonight was to watch some reality tv—potentially get take out, paint your nails and even try out a new toy you bought yourself.
you didn’t expect to open the door to then deal with your ex-husband? (who you potentially…still miss…) but he looked insane, restless.
“can i… come in by chance?” you knew hiromi wasn’t one to be a leech. he was far from that—and was the type of person who’d rarely ask for help.
omigawsh i luv your new theme !! amo a bjork <33
Omg thank uuuuuuu yessss mi álbum fav es medulla but images were low quality and homogenic is top tieeeeer
VIRGIN BLUES | TOJI FUSHIGURO I
synopsis: In the last two years of the 1960’s, Japan, an enigmatic murderer ravages in Shinjuku streets. Amidst the post war and a deep yearning for the past, Toji Fushiguro finds himself in a state of profound turmoil.
summary: What was supposed to be another day of violent protests in the streets of Shinjuku, becomes an unexpected series of eerie murders.
chapter warnings: graphic descriptions of violence (violence used as political oppression), explicit descriptions of dead bodies, blood used for artistic purposes
content warnings: dirty cop toji x serial killer reader, graphic descriptions of violence, blood as an artistic medium, bloodplay (not in sex), police brutality, explicit sexual content, pwp (fingering, cunnilingus, blowjobs, tags to be added), objectification, unhealthy/toxic relationships, substance abuse (tabaco and alcohol), post-war trauma, nihilism, patriarchy, period typical sexism and misogyny, age gap (Toji is in his late thirties and reader in early twenties)
a/n: can’t believe i decided to write an abandoned draft from the 2021 while i do my dissertation and work as teacher
CHAPTERS
I II III IV V VI VII VII IX
The hand of the little boy covers the reddish sunset. Just as curiosity, he couldn’t be more bothered than before. Pissed, perhaps it would be better if the sun just burn his skin. At this point, he might look at it so his eyeballs will melt —left blind for the love of his country.
ay no, i feel feo when i get interactions but they not even mind to comment or reblog. it feels like most of the times I’m not doing good
can you imagine jjk men at a jaripeo 🤗🤗