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[kunaluvs]

೯⋮ ⌗ ┆ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ. ᝰ.ᐟ azi ★ black. 18 & her ⟡ hinata coded

dnfi: homophobic, racist, sexist, or anything of the sort. ⓘ mdni. (do not! feed my fics into ai or steal.)

posting schedule: 3 days a week

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(art not by me! can’t find the artist, from pinterest.)

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totally unrelated but chicken parm might be my new thing…

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sypnosis: after a long day of work, you’re all that nanami needs. (fluff!) ᢉ𐭩

nanami was, arguably, the most perfect man alive. he was attentive, always mindful of your happiness and spoiling you rotten despite your gentle protests. to him, you were worth everything.

and yet, there was one thing you couldn’t come to terms with; his long work days. all you wanted.. God, was it really so much? was to curl up in his arms and stay there for a while.

instead, you lay stretched out in the comfortable couch of your shared home. mindlessly scrolling through your phone, you decided to kill time until he came back to you.

the quiet atmosphere of the city at night was something that nanami found relieving. he despised the office, being cooped up in one place for hours on end, and the ache from countless of paperwork’s settling in.

but the quiet ride home? the low hum of his car engine, the empty streets stretching out before him, and the thought of finally seeing your face.. of coming home to you? made every bit of it worthwhile.

his usual calm and collect demeanor faltered, and he was practically rushing home. today had been an especially rough day, and he needed to feel your warm embrace. quickly inserting his key into the keyhole, he opens the front door of your home, kicking off his shoes and not bothering to put them away.

“it’s late.. she’s probably asleep.” he thinks to himself, hanging his coat up and stepping further into the house. stopping in his tracks, nanami’s gaze land on a figure slumped against the couch, and the faint sounds of breathing catch his attention. had you fell asleep waiting for him? he could feel the corners of his mouth lifting up, you could be so stubborn at times. he quietly steps in front of you, not wanting to disrupt your slumber. he inspects your face fondly, crouching down to view you properly. your eyebrows were slightly furrowed, body awkwardly folded in the small area. nanami bit back a laugh as he stood up, gently wrapping his arms around you and picking you up.

“mhngg…?” you groan, rubbing your eyes as you took in the familiar feeling of the soft padding you were laying on. you could smell the faint traces of shampoo next to you, and a large arm wrapped around your waist. “nanami..? when’d you come home?” you groggily said, adjusting your eyesight to the darkness of the bedroom. you could see that nanami, despite his tired appearance, was awake. he had this look on his face as he looked into your eyes, and it was making you damn nervous.

“hello my love, i came home to you practically snoring. it was not too long ago.” he responded, brushing the stray hair that fell down away from your face.

…

“i do not snore!”

“i’m only joking sweetheart” he chuckled, nuzzling into your shoulder and letting out a heavy sigh. “rough day at work?” you questioned, already knowing the answer. he hummed in response, absentmindedly tracing circles along your back. “did you eat before coming home? i’ll make you something” you say, moving to sit up but struggling due to the weight of his arm. he clicked his tongue in disagreement,

“stay here, you’re all i need right now”

a/n: lowkey failed my college algebra exam 🫩 anyway, ‘nother win 4 the nanami feins!

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AGAGANGH UR THEME IS SO CUTE I LOVE HINATA SM GOSH

OMGEEE THANK YOUU 🥹 I literally love him sm he’s so me

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18+ sypnosis: hockey bf!satoru comes home to you missing him.. a little too much?

“satoru..” you softly moaned into your pillow. it was a friday evening and your lovely boyfriend gojo was busy training hockey with his teammates today. usually, you’d go and watch him train to show your support, but the harsh winter conditions forced you to stay put in your shared home.

“baby, if it’s so cold why are you going? stay home with me” you probed, hoping he’d somehow listen to you. “i know bubs, but i’ve been slacking off. i promise I’ll be safe, you snuggle into the sheets until i get back, okay?” he responded, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

ugh.. the pouting didn’t work?

“okay, love you..” you somberly mumbled. satoru laughed in response, “love you too beautiful, don’t miss me too much, yeah?”

in the present moment, you lay sprawled across your large bed. It felt colder without gojo’s body heat engulfing you. was it just you, or had hours slipped by already? you found yourself wondering when he’d get home. with a quiet sigh, you tried to sleep the time away, but it was useless.

each time your eyelids fluttered shut, he appeared behind them, vivid and persistent, as if your mind were playing tricks on you. subconsciously, you cross your legs underneath your blanket, feeling a shudder ripple throughout your body. next thing you know, your hands are traveling down your stomach, and into your pants. closing your eyes, you allow yourself to relax, slowly rubbing circles onto your heat.

“mmff..” you moan, voice muffled as you dip your head into your pillow. spreading your legs farther, you slowly insert your fingers into your core, pumping them in and out in the way satoru always does.

too consumed in your own desires, you miss the click! of your front door.

as gojo stepped into the house, his brows knit together almost instinctively. you’d usually come running the moment his keys rattled. bare feet, a familiar smile, and warmth waiting for him. but tonight, there was nothing.. only the dim hush of the downstairs, heavy and still. the silence pressed in just enough to unsettle him, and as he slipped off his shoes, a thought surfaced

you must be upstairs.

he quickly climbed the stairs, listening intently for your voice. where were you? planning to barge into the bedroom, and complain about your lack of affection, gojo stopped in front of the creak of the door.

“satoru… n-need ah!- you s’bad…”

ah.. so this is what caused you to forget your daily pampering? he stood still, watching you for a moment as he felt his cock hardening at the sight of you touching yourself. unable to wait any longer, he opens the door fully, stepping in with a stupid smirk.

you practically jumped out of the bed, quickly sitting up as if you weren’t just masturbating at the thought of your boyfriend. “b-baby? when’d you get here?” you stutter, feeling your cheeks flush with heat.

“a few minutes ago, was wonderin’ where you were. did you really miss me that badly my pretty girl?” he questioned, swiftly removing his jacket. you nodded, feeling the desperation creeping in at his appearance.

he looked sweaty, still wearing the training uniform, and hair slightly messy— with his signature smirk on display, for you. “i’m sorry for making you wait so long, lemme make it feel better, okay?” he drawled, taking off his jersey and crawling onto the bed, until he was on top of you.

it started off slow, with him pressing deliberate kisses onto your neck and lips, undressing you with care. “you’re so beautiful. was thinkin’ of your pretty face during training.” satoru dragged his fingers down your stomach almost teasingly, causing your hips to buck involuntarily. “and.. i missed this pretty pussy too. seems like we were both on the same page, yeah?” he questioned, lips attaching to your hardened nipple. “mmhm! yes! please..” you whine. “easy there.. be patient would you?” he says, smiling at the effect he had on you. parting from your chest he fiddles with his pants, tugging them down and discarding them somewhere within the room.

“can’t wait. you think you can take me hun?” you nod, eyes trailing down from his abs to his pulsing cock, he was pumping it impatiently as he spoke. aligning his thick length with your entrance, he slowly pushes in, muffling his groans against your mouth as he sloppily kisses you. allowing you to adjust, he stiffles his movements for a bit, waiting for your go to start thrusting. “go ahea-” you breathe out, interrupted as gojo placed your leg onto his shoulder, aligning himself perfectly within your cervix as he began fucking you. “f-fuck! baby!” you yell, he was curved in you just right.

biting down on your neck, he purposefully placed marks in places where people could see. as he says, “it’s the best way i can be with you even when i’m not near.”

“you l-like it huh? didn’t i tell you not to- fuck.. to miss me too much?” he growled, the sound of skin colliding filling the room as he softly bit your ear. if you weren’t already soaking, you were practically dripping due to his husky voice dirty talking you. a series of unintelligible moans escaped your mouth as satoru rutted into you like no tomorrow.

“m gonna cum!” you exclaim, digging into his back with your nails as he pulled you into a mating press. with the way his breath hitched, you could tell he was going to as well. with a few final thrusts, gojo hissed your name, pushing his head up to kiss you passionately.

he then collapses on you, both of you panting in the end.

shortly after you regained your breath, he scooped you up and carried you to the shower. later, as the neighborhood grew quiet beneath the deepening darkness, you and satoru lay tangled together in bed, snuggling close.

“miss me that bad, huh?”

a/n: guys i promise fluff next post 😭 (likes & reblogs appreciated!)

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JJK MASTERLIST

nanami: rough. long day.

sukuna: annoyed.

gojo: longing.

nothing else here .ᐟ

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nanami was the biggest sweetheart, always catering to your needs. even in sex did he make sure to treat you with gentle care, his cock buried into your cunt as he moved slowly. but lately, you couldn’t get rid of the desire of getting manhandled by him. his arms were huge, thick veins pulsing whenever he ran through his hair, could you really blame yourself?

“baby, I’ve been thinking.. I want you to go rough on me when we have sex” you blurted, massaging nanami’s shoulder as you straddled his lap. his eyebrows furrowed, a serious look replacing his relaxed expression. “darling are you sure? you know I’d never want to hurt you.” he responded, thumb circling your hip with gentle care. “i’m sure, i want it so bad” you reassured, slowly rocking your hips onto him, drawing a low hiss from your lover.

“mng!- ken’! ah- it’s too much!” you whined, head buried into your blanket by nanami’s hand. you didn’t know how long it had been, but you could feel your gummy walls bruising. “didn’t you ah- want this love?” nanami replied, thrusting mercilessly into you. “‘m gonna make you cum again, i know you can take it baby. you can, can’t you?” you couldn’t even respond to his question, feeling your fifth orgasm rushing over you as he abused your poor cunt. his free hand slid it’s way to your clit, circling the swollen nub in a way that had you clawing onto your head board. “ah! gonna cum!” you whine, drool blabbering from your lips. “f-fuck baby, yes, cum for me” nanami growled, slapping your ass from behind as he quickened his pace, his own orgasm drawing near. with a final thrust, your body shudders as you finish all across your bed, nanami’s seed mixing in with your fluid.

“you did well love. i think we should do this more often, hm?” he inquired, flipping you over and pressing a kiss to your temple.

a/n: I need him in ways that are concerning for feminism

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frat!boy sukuna who gets on your nerves! but he’s also annoyingly hot..

Content Warning: explicit smut, fingering, oral sex (receiving), degrading, & hair pulling. (this is my first post on here. hope you guys like it! art credits 2 su2kuna on twt.)

The bustling sounds of a party next door could be heard through the thin walls of your dorm, “Must be that bastard Sukuna.” You mumbled into your pillow. Ryomen Sukuna, the well known frat-boy who hosted most of the hype parties students fawned over, was also the spawn of a devil. Oh! And as if that weren’t enough, he was the son of the administrator in your university. He was merely nothing but a privileged and spoiled brat. To make matters worse, fate saw fit to place you in the dorm right next to his. You practically stormed your way to the Dean’s Office once you found out.

“Mr. Adam’s, I’m very appreciative of how you gave me a new dorm after the last one didn’t work out, and I hate to put these matters into your hands… But I simply can’t stay in the one you’ve given to me.” You explained, sitting down in the cushioned chair that was placed near his table. The faint scent of coffee lingered in the room, you believed that Mr. Adam must’ve recently drank it, he looked tired. “My neighbor is rather noisy. I’ve tried to reason with him, but to no avail, he continues his “parties” and..” you trailed off, your thoughts wandering to the inappropriate hookups he indulges in each night that ruin your sleep. “Messes..” you continue, finding it to be the most appropriate response to this situation. Mr. Adam squinted, seeming lost in thought before clearing his throat. “I understand how that could be stressful, trust me. And I truly do see where you're coming from. But unfortunately, during this period of the semester, the dormitory lacks available rooms. I presume the one you speak of is Sukuna?” He questioned, intertwining his fingers as his elbows rested against the wood-textured table. You mentally slap yourself, if you agree then his father would surely help him get away with it! As he always does.. But you couldn’t lie, Mr. Adam’s would find out one way or another. “Yes sir.” you responded, your voice coming out quieter than intended. What you hadn’t expected was the sigh that came out from him shortly after.

“I’m not exactly surprised. That boy- he never listens. Say, is there anything you particularly need support with?” He asked, his facial expression rather thoughtful. You could only furrow your eyebrows in confusion, what was with the sudden change? You stayed on top of your game academically, gaining pride in your constant accomplishments; you didn’t exactly need anything…

“Ah! I actually do, sir. I’ve been moving my belongings into this dorm as you know, but there are some shelves for my books that I need help moving.” You recall, tapping your chin with your index finger as you spoke.

Mr. Adam warmly smiled, “Consider it taken care of.”

Sukuna wasn’t exactly a role model student. He turned in his homework late, knowing he could’ve easily turned it in before anyone else. But where was the fun in that? He’d just beat everyone in class at that rate. And even now, he lay beside some chick in his bed who stayed after his party. A “quick fuck” as he likes to say, nothing new. Shaking his head, he snaps out of his trance, gaze landing on the naked woman beside him, he didn’t even remember her name. “Oi, woman, get outta here. I got class n’ shit.” He gruffed, growing irritated by the second. The girl quickly got the memo, scurrying into her clothing as Sukuna sat up, tapping his fingers onto the blanket impatiently. Shortly after did she leave, and he found himself letting out a sigh he didn’t realize he was holding in. “‘M fuckin’ hungry..” he mumbled, standing up before a harsh knock on his dormitory door caused him to stumble. “The hell?- I’m coming!” He yelled, quickly putting on the pants he had thrown to the ground earlier. Walking to his door, he opened it, revealing-

“Who the- Adam?” … “Nice to see you too.. Sukuna. Listen, I’ve recently gotten a complaint of your volume by a student, that needs to change.” Sukuna scoffed, he couldn’t give less of a shit. As if Mr. Adam could see right through him, he spoke again, “And since you’ve been ignoring said student, you’re going to help her out. Get properly dressed, she’s going to guide you through it, knock on her door when you’ve finished.” He sternly said, before walking away. “What’s he even talkin’ about?”

You had no idea what Mr. Adam’s had planned, you could only nervously smile and exit his office. And now in present time, you mindlessly scroll through your phone. It was a weekend, and you didn’t exactly have anything planned, so why was it that you heard a loud knock on your door? Patting down your loose shirt, you get up from your bed, making your way towards the door.

“Hurry up would ya? I don’t got all day.” A voice came out from the other side of the door. Wait.. was that really who you thought it was? You were fucked. Did he find out you told on him? You slowly open your door, peeking through the tiny space you left open to see him. Your eyes trailed over his form, his hair was slightly messy, and those piercings that always caught your eye.. He wore a black leather jacket, along with some jeans, you hated the fact you were practically checking him out right now.

“You like what you see?” He teased, that stupid smirk of his showing his rather sharp canines. You scoffed, properly opening your door. “Quite the opposite actually, what are you doing here?” You replied, crossing your arms. Sukuna raised his eyebrows as if he were questioning you, scratching the top of his head. “Mr. Adam’s said I had to help ya’ out.” Oh. Was this what he was plotting in the office that one day? You had to bite back a smirk at the thought. “Oh, he’s probably talking about some shelves I need help moving, they’re kinda heavy” you said, patting down a few stray hairs on your head. Sukuna clicked his tongue, seemed annoyed before nodding his head. “Alright, show me the way.”

Was he always this compliant? Or have you underestimated his devilish attitude?.. He walked behind you as you showed the way to your old dorm, oddly quiet. “Alright, this is the room. The shelves aren’t huge so you don’t have to worry.” You conveyed, pointing into the room. Sukuna rolled his eyes and you felt your blood pressure rising at the sight. “I’m not worried, this is some light shit.” He huffed, wrapping his arms around the short white shelf. “Fine.” you replied, stepping out of the room to give him space.

Now, it was you who followed behind him. He held the shelf with ease that intrigued you to say the least. His back looked huge from this angle, and.. were his shoulders always this broad? Snap out of it! The hell. He was your annoying neighbor, nothing more. Fuck, you’d rather pluck out your hair than get horny over him like all the other girls. You hadn’t realized he briefly looked behind his shoulder to see if you were keeping up, a smirk creeping on his face as he inspected you before turning his head back around. Back at your dorm, you opened the door. “You can just place it on the floor, I can move it where I wan-” Click! You turned around, why’d he close the door? Sukuna swiftly took off his jacket, placing it on the hanger near your door, before walking towards you. “Think I haven’t noticed you checking me out this entire time? Who knew you were so.. filthy?” He purred, his voice growing deep. Your face instantly flushed, what was happening? “You’re fucking crazy, I know you get jumped on 24/7, but not everyone is easy.” You retorted, growing pissed by the second. Sukuna stopped in front of you, caging you beneath the wall behind you. “Mm.. Really sweetheart? Cause you’re looking like you want to. And honestly, I wouldn’t mind.” He cooed, hand reaching out to gently trace your face. Your mind told you to push him off, get him away from you. But you couldn’t deny the knot forming in your stomach, and how you subconsciously crossed your legs together, wetness pooling from your heat. “Fuck it.” You mumbled, to yourself if anything. Grabbing his shirt, you pulled Sukuna into a kiss, feeling his body tensing before returning the kiss with the same intensity as you.

His hands roamed around your body, picking you up with ease and placing you on your soft mattress. “Taking it out on me huh? I like that.” He said, leaving open mouthed kisses along your neck. “F-fuck” you whined, digging your fingers into your blanket.

“Lift yourself up for me, wanna see your beautiful body, yeah?” You complied right away, it was almost humiliating. Quickly taking off your shirt, you unclasp your bra, Sukuna’s intense gaze leaving you embarrassed. He took in your bra straps with his hands, helping you take it off. “Don’t shy away from me, where’s the anger I saw a moment ago?” He teased, and you furrowed your eyebrows. Even now he was a fucking asshole.

Your thoughts were soon interrupted as you felt him fondling with your breasts, kissing your nipples and licking around them like a pro. You didn’t expect anything else, he’d probably fucked the entire school. Relaxing back into the sheets, you bite your lip, suppressing your moans . “Stop hiding your noises, I wanna fucking hear it.” He growled, lowering down to press kisses onto your stomach. You didn’t listen, like hell you would. Sukuna clicked his tongue, almost irritated as he lifted his head up, harshly bringing down your pants. “So you’re going to ignore me huh? Brat. You’re going to regret that.” He said, looking into your eyes as he pulled down on your underwear, throwing it across the room. You gulped, feeling anxious, as the cool air from your room hit your wet and throbbing pussy. Sukuna chuckled, slapping your heat, “So wet, and it’s all because of me. Pathetic.” He insulted, lowering his head as he pressed kisses along your thigh. “S-shut up.” You replied, gasping at his touch. He moved onto your core, swiping alongside it with his tongue, looking into your eyes. “M-mhm!” You whine, head throwing back. Sukuna slapped your thigh, the vibration of his voice pressed against your folds making you shake. “Look at me. Don’t wanna see you doing anything else.” You listened, fearing what would happen if you didn’t.

You would’ve never expected the day to come to this, Sukuna buried into your thighs, tongue lapping around your pussy. But it felt so good that you quickly buried the thought. “‘Kuna! S-so good! Please!” You whined, as he chuckled at your desperation. Spitting onto you, he lifts up his fingers to your face. “Open your mouth.” You comply, opening your mouth to showcase your tongue as he roughly stuck his fingers inside. “Suck on it, mm. Yeah~ just like that.” You suck on his thick fingers, tongue wrapping around simultaneously. Suddenly, Sukuna retracts his hand away, rubbing your swollen clit with his thumb before he inserts his digits inside your clenching walls. “Oh my- F-fuck!” You yell, eyes rolling back. Your hands flew to grab his hair, tugging on it as he curled his fingers in you juuust right.

“You like that don’t you? I’ve barely started and you’re already going to cum? Cute.” He sneered, quickening his pace as he unbuckled his pants with his free arm. Sliding down his jeans and the waist band of his boxers, his fingers wrapping around his aching cock. “M fucking throbbing, you like seeing me like this? Pumping my cock while I fuck you with my fingers?” You nodded, taking him in with your eyes as you moaned mindless words. “Gonna cum! ‘Kuna!” You whined, hips buckling as tears prickled from your eyelids. “Then go ahead, cum all over my fingers, brat.” Your body shakes one last time, yelling as you gush all over his hand. Sukuna rides out your orgasm, fingers popping out from inside you, licking the remains off his digits. You panted, trying to regain your breath.

“You didn’t think we were finished did you? Oh no. When I’m done with you, you’ll be the one getting a noise complaint.”

squealed the whole time I made this btw.. might make a prt 2