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[lipstainedgemini]

𓏲ּ𝄢 𓂃.🗯️ 𝒈𝒆𝒎 𓂅 ۫ ׅ᭪ she◞her ♯INFP 𝟏𝟏𝟏 literature nerd 𝒎egumi’s 𝒈irl cat lover beabadoobee glazer usa/uk music lover 𝒉itoshi’s 𝒄utie bisexual

ꫂ᭪݁.˚ ❝ of course i’m screwed up, i’m the daughter of a thief and a slut. ❞

— ꒰ ℳarissa 𝒞ooper ꒱ 🎐

𝒕he 𝓵ibrary ⋮ 𝒓ulebook ⋮ 𝒂ll 𝒂bout 𝓰em

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© lipstainedgemini ⸝⸝ est. may 2025

[megumiswhoreee]

⋅°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･megumi's different than the others⋆˚꩜.ᐟ

pairing: grown up megumi x fem!reader

warnings: p-in-v, creampie, multiple orgasms, rough sex, doggy style, nipple pinching, fingering, mention of oral sex (f!receiver), dom!megumi

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you've already had sex. many times actually, not to the point where it's concerning, but you get the point.

and to be honest, of all the men you've fucked with... not a single one of them has made you cum.

you've faked orgasms after orgasms, moan after moan.

hell, you'd be lying if you've ever actually experienced a good time with someone.

so you thought it would be the same this time with megumi.

it started nice and slow, typical first time with someone new. you didn't want to scare away him anyway.

but you really didn't feel shit. sure, he was inside you, and sure, he was pretty big compared to the usual guys you were with, but this isn't what's gonna make you finish.

still, you had to make him feel as if he was actually making you feel good. so you faked your moans, as always.

they sounded real at first. nice and soft, matching the pace exactly. even megumi believed it.

that was until you let one, singular gasp that was way too high-pitched and loud to be real.

megumi stopped mid thrust.

"have you been faking them all this time?", he asked, his voice low and sultry, as if something in him had clicked.

you stayed quiet, shit, you can't escape it now, can you?

you only nodded, feeling slightly embarrassed now.

he suddenly grabbed your hips and spun you around, putting you on four legs before he pushed your head down to the mattress.

his hands went to your breasts before giving your nipples a harsh pinch, making you yelp in either pain or pleasure.

"don't fake your fucking orgasms with me, yn.", he said, putting his hands on your ass as he spread your pussy lips before giving your hole a lick.

"i'm sorry, i just- ah!", you moaned as he sticked two fingers in your cunt, folding them right into your sweet spot. a place you thought a man would never be able to reach.

for the first time, you let out a real moan as you clenched down on his long, calloused fingers.

megumi fingered you so hard and fast that it actually made you cum for also the first time.

"don't do that ever again, you hear me?", he whispered into your ear as he pulled his fingers out and pushed his hard cock into your now wheeping pussy.

he immediately went at a fast pace, his pelving slapping against your ass making a lewd sound that resonated in the room that reeked of sex.

he kept hitting that squishy, spongy spot that had you seeing the damn stars.

you've never felt something like this before.

and honestly? you were enjoying every second of it.

he kept going faster and faster, harder and harder, making your knees buckle and your stomach tighten.

"you wanna cum?", he asked, and you nodded, only moaning and whimpering about how good he was fucking you. "i'm gonna be the first one who's gonna make you cum, huh?", he asked, suddenly feeling pretty confident.

the pressure that had built up in your tummy gave up as your second orgasm of the night crashed upon you.

megumi's hips slowed down before filling you up with his cum, kissing your neck sweetly.

you both layed down, cuddling before sleep won over you.

megumi held you in his arms, smiling softly before giving your forehead a sweet kiss and passing out beside you as well.

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a/n: little draft ive had for like a month...

[kamorbitz]

'•.¸♡ pervy best friend!choso

pervy best friend!choso who takes any oppurtunity to touch you. if he needs to get past you, he'll grab your waist and move you himself instead of saying excuse me. if you're upset or in need of comfort, he brings you in for a hug and holds you as tightly against him as he can so he can feel your tits press against his chest. of course his main goal is to help you feel better, but he'd never miss the chance to have your body against his.

pervy best friend!choso who comes over as soon as he can with painkillers and your favourite snacks when you tell him you're on your period. he carries you back up to your room whilst gently rubbing your back to soothe you. choso is the most warm blooded person you know, so you ask him to lay down in your bed with you so he can be your life sized hot water bottle. you practically climb on top of him once he's there and are quickly lulled to sleep by the warmth of his body. once you're asleep he adjusts your position so that your pussy is sat directly on top his bulge. he'll slowly grind up into you, groaning softly as you snore quietly into his shoulder.

pervy best friend!choso who eyes your cleavage whenever you're in a revealing top. when you're studying together he snatches your pencil case away and holds it behind him so you have to lean over to get it back from him, practically shoving your tits in his face in the process. choso especially loves it when you wear a tank top with no bra and your perfect nipples poke through. he wants nothing more than to pull your top down, close his mouth around your nipple and suck on them until he cums.

pervy best friend!choso has an entire folder full of pictures of you. he sneaks photos of you innocently eating bananas, sucking on ice lollies or licking ice cream and makes a mental note to jerk off to it later. sometimes he'll drop something on the floor and ask you to pick it up for him, just to have you on your knees in front of him. he snaps a picture of you the exact moment you look up at him, imagining that you're sucking him off. when choso gets home he scrolls through the photos as he strokes himself, picturing his cock is in your mouth instead and that it's his tip you're sucking on so sweetly.

pervy best friend!choso who likes taking you on long road trips with his friends even though the car doesn't have enough space for you. you have no choice but to sit in his lap with his hands tightly holding your hips to keep you steady. if you're wearing a skirt he'll slowly lift it higher and higher, until your panty clad pussy is right on top of his dick. choso takes advantage of the speed bumps and potholes, thrusting up into you at the same time the car bounces.

pervy best friend!choso who has no idea that you're aware of everything he's doing and that you enjoy it even more just as much as he does.

omg i need him

[aquasprings]

⊹ꮺ˚ edging nerd!choso

though he’d never admit it, you know that deep, deep down he loves the slow roll of your hips over his cock, the way your velvet walls squeeze him perfectly, the slowwww torture when you lift yourself off him.

“oh, p—please,” his voice cracks with a broken whimper of your name, hands digging into your waist and eyes watery. his bottom lip trembles slightly, glasses askew, cock twitching in desperation as he watches, waits to feel you again.

“i said not to cum yet,” you murmur, and he nods frantically, trying to distract himself from how much he’s aching—his tip’s flushed an angry red, the shaft slick with precum and your own arousal.

“i won’t, i swear,” he babbles, eyes rolling back when you sink back down onto him, his hands secured on the plush of your thighs as you start lifting your hips in a languid rhythm.

the sound is so lewd, too—wet, insistent slapping that makes choso bite down on his lip harder, nearly drawing blood. his eyes draw to where you meet his base, frothed and drenched already. and when he’s close for the nth time—he squeezes his eyes shut and whines, and you feel his cock tense inside you—you just pull off. again and again.

the sweetest joy, perhaps, is watching choso force himself to hold his release in when you climax over his cock, pussy clenching him so hard it hurts him to have restraint. he has to watch you moan, watch your face contort in pleasure as you use his cock to push you over the edge.

you’re panting, coming off your high, and every part of choso’s tensed up, holding, waiting for his precious girl to give him permission. the split second you whisper a soft, “okay, you can cum now,” he’s falling back against his pillows with a shattered cry, tears streaming down his face.“thankyouthankyouthankyou,” he sobs, melting even more when you coo his name gently, kissing his cheeks with a little smile.

choso’s mind is gone, still catching his breath, his cock still snug between your walls, and his heart skips a beat at the thought that maybe tomorrow, you’ll edge him with your mouth.

maybe tonight, if he begs enough.

[slllieeepyy]

nerd!choso is… bigger than expected

mdni 🔞

that thing has to be at least 11 inches. is that even healthy?

you never expected to be sprawled across your biology lab partners bed, pussy bare and aching, while he kneeled on the edge of the bed in front of you.

your eyes were wide as he finally tugged his boxers down. it had taken some convincing, because he had been mumbling something about “i don’t wanna hurt you” and relentlessly asking if you were sure. you had just assumed he was nervous.

which he absolutely was, you were his first everything after all, but really, he might’ve been even more nervous for you.

his dick was long, pink, and leaking. it had a slight curve and a large vein going up the underside.

much bigger than any you’d ever seen before, and probably any you would ever see again.

“uh.. is it- are you okay? i- i know it’s big…” he muttered, noticing your wide eyed expression. he reached out, placing a hand on your calf and stroking gently.

“mm- no, it’s good, cho. i just.. didn’t expect it.” you mutter lowly, attempting to keep your voice calm while staring at what was about to impale you in a matter of minutes.

choso nodded, crawling up the bed between your legs. he settled above you, hands on your hips firmly as he aligned himself with your entrance.

you felt his blunt tip poking against your lips, making you exhale sharply.

“j-just.. go slow, okay?” you mumble, not wanting to sound nervous. you had experience, you were supposed to be the one guiding him, right? how did the roles reverse so quick?

he nodded. “tell me to stop, okay..?” were the last words leaving his mouth before he slowly began pushing in, inch by inch, knocking the wind out of you with each one.

you whimpered at the fullness, and he was barely half way in. each of your sounds, whether from pain or pleasure, made choso’s hips pause to check if you were okay.

after a minute of going slowly and letting you adjust, he was finally in all the way. he stared into your eyes so deeply, his face flushed, breaths heavy.

“does it feel okay?” he asked quietly, brows pulled together nervously, like all he was concerned about was your pleasure.

you nod, breathing shakily and wrapping your legs around his waist. “s’good, cho. keep going.”

feeling your heels dig into his back and the way you looked up at him with your big eyes made it impossible to hold back any longer.

choso lost his virginity that night, and you lost your ability to walk for the next week.

||a/n: 🎵 he might not look like he gets bitches but honey that dih was 11 inches 🎶

[tteokdoroki]

jock bf yuuji who’s tongue lolls out of his mouth when he feels u cum on his dick and then he ends up cumming when you suck on his tongue as it hangs out of his mouth <3 he’s a big manhandler and so unbelievably strong, has def broken the weak frame of your dorm bed at least once <3 loves sleeping over and then waking up to you in the early morning light, eats you out then has you ride him and you’re both thinking about it for the rest of the day <3 yuuji sends you the riskiest texts too, texts you that he can’t stop thinking about how good you looked when you sucked him off the night before and now you’re distracted in the library <3

ִ ࣪𖤐๋࣭ — JOCK BF!YUUJI ENTRY #6. pleasure prioritised.

about. just some scenarios of an incredibly strong jock boyfriend pleasing his girlfriend in different ways. thank you nonnie for driving me up the wall with this!!! ( 1K )

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact. nsfw, smut, college!au, characters aged up to 20s, creampies, messy makeouts, breaking the bed, strength!kink, unprotected sex, oral sex (f + m!receiving), jock bf!yuuji, weird + fem!reader.

everybody knows that yuuji itadori is strong, he wouldn’t be the star athlete in the soccer team if that wasn’t the case. 

with muscles that ripple when he moves, thick thighs that spread wide and flex on instinct and dark eyes that shine like gold while pulling you in — it’s no wonder why half of the campus wants a piece of him. luckily enough, yuuji itadori only wants to give himself to you.

yuuji only uses the full extent of strength when he devotes his body to pleasing you. when it’s lights out at your dorm go out, and the common spaces are vacant while your roommates party the night away and all that remains is a man who loves his girlfriend with all of his entirety. and a girl who loves him all too much, right back. he pins you to the bed, pelvis to pelvis as yuuji uses all of his might to pound into you.

his thrusts are usually heavy, but thoughtful and with meaning — designed to make you see bright, shining stars behind your eyelids and pull an angels song from between your lips. itadori doesn’t just fuck you —  his sweet girlfriend, his everything, his purpose. he makes love to you, makes the bed rock while his sticky tip stays tacked to your g-spot and safe, comforting brown his eyes stay locked on yours, reminding you of how much you are loved as you tremble and quake beneath him. 

there’s often a dull thump to the wall from where the force of yuuji’s hips drive the headboard into it. only you ever have the power to make your man that feral, have him drooling like a dog with its tongue in the wind whenever he has the chance to sink into your tight heat. it’s the way your snug little pussy ripples around the giant jock’s fat girth, his tummy smooshed up against your puffy clit does nothing to help him either. the more ecstasy he gives you, the more you clench down on your boyfriend and the further his eyes disappear into his skull. 

itadori just loves being inside of you, tucking his thriving dick away inside your velveteen walls, hearing your pussy suction around you and your cheap dorm mattress squeak in harmony with your hiccuped moans. yuuji, yuuji, yuuji. his name on your kiss swollen and tear glossed lips is enough for the pink haired man to break the bed from how hard and deep he thrusts into you. even when it does collapse in on itself, yuuji doesn’t dare stop until you’re cumming in sweet streams around him — painting his toned stomach and washboard abs in your arousal before he fills you up with his own thick white.

he usually cums with his drooling tongue in your mouth and an arm wrapped around your head, keeping you tucked underneath while he grinds his hips through your shared highs. sometimes salacious laments and high-pitched whines manage to slip through the cracks — which mean noise complaints from the Dean of your dorm and a call to maintenance in the morning to fix your destroyed bed (and walls).

mornings are no different (once your bed is fixed), yuuji itadori always fails to keep his hands to himself and if he’s lucky enough to stay the night — he uses those very same greedy and large hands to pleasure you all throughout sunrise. you wake up to find fingers on the swollen little nub tucked between your puffy pussy lips and his eager tongue swiping over the eight of your slit to catch any of your juices before they’re wasted on cheaply made college-friendly sheets. 

it’s a sight to behold, the way you arch your back from the bed and your thighs quiver either side of a head full of bright pink hair that tickles their insides. you can’t help but tug on the soft tufts — dragging yuuji further into your creamy cunt while accidentally kicking plushies galore from their place amongst your pillows and blankets. itadori remains a messy eater, slurping on your succulent folds, running laps over every inch of the heat between your glorious thighs. 

except you don’t get to cum on his mouth or his tongue on mornings like this — instead yuuji likes to really show off his strength. he likes you in his lap and seated on the swell of his fat, oozing girth. he adores plugging you full, watching you writhe above him for something, anything. any type of thrust or friction. yuuji can’t help himself, he’s always dying  to grope the globes of your ass when you’re riding him, using the strength in his arms  to hold over his bright red ans milky tip before pumping himself all the way into you in one calculated thrust upwards. 

both of you cum before either of your alarms go off, messy as always but content. you’re happy with yuuji and he’s always so happy to please you — it’s the least he could do for his precious girl. 

itadori always leaves you with a limp throughout the rest of your day — a comfortable pain in the base of your spine that reminds you of how deep he’d gone. there’s a dampness to your underwear during your classes too, reminding you of how much hot, oozing seed the jock had filled you up with. ‘keep it there,’ the pink haired soccer player tends to ask with those guilt-tripping puppy dog eyes of his. ‘want you walking around with my cum dripping down your thigh, so that everyone knows who you belong to.’

you often wonder what the campus would think if they knew how debauched their star player really was.

they’d have a field day if they saw the texts yuuji sent you while wiping the floor with his teammates during practices. pictures of his erection in the changing room mirrors and maybe some of your pretty face while he had you cumming on just his tip. sometimes paragraphs detailing how he was going to ruin your pussy, make you see god or even reach cloud nine. some tell you how much itadori misses your plush lips wrapped around him as he cums down your throat. 

but no matter what way you look at it, your jock boyfriend yuuji itadori always has your pleasure prioritised at the forefront of his mind. he’d use whatever part of his body, whatever strength he has to keep you satisfied. all alongside his insatiable appetite for you and only you. 

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2024. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[lipstainedgemini]

megumi has crazy stamina when he wants to but he runs sleepy so unless he reaaalyyy horny he’s tapping out instantly

[tteokdoroki]

Ass eater yuuji just made me think of the fact that he’d be that kind of guy in college that’s known as ‘that guy who loves eating ass’ and it’s lowkey a little weird, but yuuji’s rlly hot and kind and charismatic and beefy so you do end up experiencing the rumors are true

🍥 ENTRY #16 LET HIM EAT CAKE ✩ jock bf yuuji .ᐟ

🏁 pit stop ! 𖦹 through rumours and campus chatter, one might find that jujutsu tech’s favourite jock is a renowned ass eater. his girlfriend, as shy as she might be, is desperate to test this theory out for herself. | magnetic - jock bf yuuji masterlist.

🏁 safety car ! ⋆  not safe for work ⋆ smut ⋆ eighteen plus only. characters are adults. jock bf!yuuji itadori and weird & fem!reader. jock bf series, college au, no curses, established relationship, mentions of alcohol, fingering, squirting, oral sex (f!receiving), anal sex (f!receiving), dry humping. me when i turn everything into jock yuuji.

── © tteokdoroki ╱ 2026.

this is soooo jock bf yuuji coded im insanely unwell but over this …

he’s like most people’s first experiences with eating ass and he’s never the type to keep pushing for it or start consensually he’ll just be tongue deep in pussy, sucking the sensitive bundle of your clit into his mouth and shaking his head from side to side maybe even spitting on it before he looks up — pink hair matted to his face, maybe his sweat tinged with a cherry blossom hue and his golden skin glowing. “can i…fuck… can i eat your ass? please?”

i don’t think anyone would say no to him because it’s yuuji itadori. he comes with hazy puppy dog eyes that glow amber in the sunlight and turn chocolaty warm when he’s horny. he’s got plush pink lips, soft on your sex that shine with obscene amounts of slick and spit. not to mention, he’s so sweet and so kind — he holds open doors and helps freshman students across campus and he’s such a good fuck, why would you say no to his tongue dipping a little lower?

word gets around at how good he is at doing it, how he’ll spit on pussies and cocks and let it slide between the ass cheeks of his partners before he sucks it up, leaving sloppy kisses against their holes and he’s good at it. not ashamed to admit it when someone calls him an ass eater over a game of drunken beer pong.

so then you’re a few months into dating yuuji, he’s taken your virginity and indulged the kinks you thought you might have had before then… it never comes up. not to you at least — you catch whispers of those before you, sticking to the walls at parties it’s hard to miss what they say about the all star jock and your boyfriend … it makes your stomach turn. not because of jealousy, but because you want to know what it’s like.

yuuji would rather indulge your desires over his. spend hours between your legs running languid and lewd circles over your swollen clit — he makes out with your pussy as though he’s running out of time. trying to do everything he can before he’s caught in the act or your body gives way. from sucking slick from your folds, to drooling on your pussy lips, and fucking your quivering hole with his tongue like it’s his dick. he hardly wastes a second.

it’s not until he feels you push his head lower, stuttering broken letters that crumble like chalk into moans, that yuuji realises how much you want something else.

“you gotta use your words if you need somethin’, baby,” yuuji coos, words all wet as they fall from his gleaming, swollen lips. he blows cool air over your feverish mound, watching you clench around nothing. watching arousal run in pearlescent beads from your sex down between your cheeks. “what’s the matter, mama? talk to me.”

“want you to — oh!” you squeak at the cruel sensation of itadori’s teeth graze your beating clit.

he whispers hot into your pussy, folding your knees into your shoulders with one hand. “want me to what? speak up, pretty.”

“eat me lower…” you cry, feeling his smile spread into your sluice sloppy cunt. “e-eat my ass.”

“yeah? you’d let me?” a grin is painted onto yuuji’s lips, wicked but not cruel. just carefully crafted excitement that buzzes in the charged air like particles of kinetic energy fired up. you feel it trickle into your sex as the jock inhales you like you’re oxygen. spitting onto your mound and smearing it into your clit. “fuck, you’ve no idea how long i’ve been wanting to. needing to. kinda my thing and i love this pretty ass, baby. i really do. you’re heaven sent, made for me. my good girl wants me right here, yeah?” the drawl to his voice mimics a whine, needy and hungry like his own greed has pulled him open with nimble fingers that toy with his cracks.

his own creep lower, take the globes of your ass and knead them raw in an attempt to ground himself. pink hair sinks lower too, wisps of cherry blossom tickling the soiled backs of your thighs as though they are trying imitate the kiss of a spring breeze against the back of your neck. yuuji leaves a trail of open mouthed, treacly kisses from your cunt to your asshole, moaning desperately at your flavour as it rolls across the palette of his tongue.

“s-sensitive, yuu!” you squeak at the new pressure, clenching in two places around nothing — pushing out a fresh wave of violently hot slick.

he makes somewhat of a chuffing sound between sucking on your rim and coming up for air. he could die, drown himself in your flavour and never surface again simply because you feed him so well. douse the fires of his appetite with what your body has to offer. the hybrid noise comes out as wrecked in his throat. “i know, baby, i know. ‘m sorry, i know. just hold on a sec… trust me. s’gonna feel so good.”

to soothe you, make it easier for you to take him — yuuji tacks two fingers on your little pleasure bud that swells prominently between your puffy folds and attentively knocks it back and forth. the motion contrasts with the insistent, wet slurp of his tongue whilst he circles the rim of your ass — sucking your pussy juices into his mouth and spitting them back onto the second tight hole. frothy from his added spit.

“m so lucky, my good girl gets off on having ass played with. doesn’t she?” thick fingers replace his tongue at the puckered entrance, just one for now. he’d never want you to feel hurt by him. your back arches where you stretch over him, gripping every segment of his finger as it passes deeper into your warm walls. “fuck, you’re so right. look at you squirm, mama. you take it so well.”

meeting his brown eyes, calid and mirthy. yuuji latches back onto your pussy — entire mouth engulfing the length of your slit, pink muscle squirming against spoken walls to thrust, much like he would with his cock, and you ripple around him desperately every time. “taste so good, fuckin’ dripping for me.” he says, heady and hungry, chin wet and lips raw? moaning against you impatiently because all he wants is for you to cum.

when yuuji switches, tongue back in your ass and fingers rubbing your clit in misshapen circles — you squeal so high that the sound shoots down his spine and his eyes roll back into his skull, cock rubbing itself sore against the bed.

“can feel you… s’like you’re all the way in my throat. s-so deep, baby.” your voice is a tremor, barely holding itself together whilst your sanity comes apart. it’s true, his fingers scissor your clenched hole as if to make room for something thicker, girthier later on.

“hmm, you like that? me in your tight, warm little holes,” he’s got filth locked and loaded behind his teeth that graze your clit here and there — ecstasy striking you like a lightning bolt. yuuji’s pitch rises like hot air over cold, whiny and needy as though he’s seconds away from losing it all. “cum for me baby, i know you need it. let go for me baby. c’mon, come on. ohoho, shit. there it is…”

yuuji laughs brightly as you squirt — as if the very sight is the reason why the word joy holds its meaning. the corners of your world turn fuzzy with a black vignette as if a cloak of night has been pulled over your eyes. for a second, your presence in the world slips like it was always meant to be fleeting — you are sure that your heart pauses in place and your lungs exhale their last breath all while static jump-starts across your brain, cables crossing. electricity crackling. the jock licks you clean throughout, tongue curling to cover your clit, dipping lower to gather what juice runs between your ass cheeks. glistening, glazed — a sweet treat that has him bucking wildly into the bed until you’re both coated in your own mess.

“holy shit,” he licks his lips clean, wipes the remainder of your orgasm from the corners of his mouth with the back of hand in a manner that’s so sexy it gears you up for another turn. “you gotta let me do that more often. you cum so hard.”

you reach for him as he crawls up the bed to join you, the scent of yourself permeating his skin whilst he peppers you with affectionate kisses. “only if you fuck me there with your cock next time.” you beam, too buzzed to keep on being shy with your words.

yuuji’s eyes roll back into his skull and swears he might actually die.

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[tteokdoroki]

MESSI YOUR REIGN OF TERROR IS OVERRRRRRRRRRR

[lipstainedgemini]

SPAAAINNNNNNNN

[lipstainedgemini]

about the ariana grande thing you said, this is why social media is SOOOO toxic - they’ll die defending people who are clearly unhealthy to seem ‘nice’, but in the same breath bully random people for their appearances like ??? 🫩

i think a huge part of it is her diss on those who publicly bodyshamed her in yes, and? which is 1000000% reasonable and NOBODY should be judged for what they cannot control but AGAIN these people cannot separate judgement from concern and it’s so irritating

[tteokdoroki]

Yandere megumi & overstimulation will save my life

nomnomnom megumi has a quiet possessiveness about him that slips underneath your skin, itches like a rash spread too far to soothe. your body feels it before he expresses it — the instinctual lust that filters through your blood system and travels down south, slow and creeping akin to ivy reaching towards the sky on trellises. megumi pulls you into him at every turn, jealousy directed at the world rather than you. how dare they. look you in the eyes and treat you as though you’re some kind of treasure to steal.

megumi reminds you, relentlessly, that you are his. his fingers traverse through your folds with certain familiarity — he knows what you like, the swirl of your sticky clit a certain way, nips at your earlobes and his tongue on your pulse point. every motion is catered to your needs, rushed and poised until the pressure bubbles over, spilling hot and creamy into the seat of his palm.

he doesn’t stop, he starts again. rubbing you, round and round, prevailing despite the kick of your frilly socked feet and spasms of your shaking thighs. his breath is hot against your shoulders, strong arms anchoring you down to his lap through your peaks that come in strong tumultuous waves.

“it’s okay, baby girl,” he says, voice taut with longing and need. “you don’t need anyone else to touch you except for me.”

[lipstainedgemini]

i just watched the fyemaj gojo v sukuna animation and i genuinely might throw up the trueform transformation scene at the end made me so nauseous like i love body horror but NOT when it’s megumi

[lipstainedgemini]

like obviously it’s bad enough knowing he wants to die and it keeps getting worse even AFTER his body is used to kill his benefactor and loads of others but fyemaj did really good at expressing how panicked he was and the pain he must have been in:(((((((((

[lipstainedgemini]

i just watched the fyemaj gojo v sukuna animation and i genuinely might throw up the trueform transformation scene at the end made me so nauseous like i love body horror but NOT when it’s megumi

[lipstainedgemini]

megumi’s dick is so big and warm and veiny and fits perfectly against your womb and he has to try not to cry every time he locks his arms around you and arches his back and cums as deep as possible because he’s so sensitive and emotional

[tteokdoroki]

i want yuji to call me dumb so bad..he's so dumbification

✩꒱ dumb it down for mean ft. yuuji itadori .ᐟ

🏁 ꒰ ✩ smut ⋆ mdni ⋆ characters are adults. modulo!yuuji itadori and fem!reader. established relationship, dumbification, condescension, rough sex, spanking, fingering, overstimulation, brief puppy play, doggy style teehee, yuuji is a little mean. ꒰ yuuji makes you feel dumb for having an attitude, it’s an excuse to put his dumb puppy in her place. ꒱

nomnom i see modulo yuuji havin the biggest dumbification kink especially if you misbehave with him in public. it happens when you’ve teased him beyond his silent limits — calling him old man, wondering out loud in front of others about how long he lasts, giggling over drinks with your young girlfriends about how he sometimes be can’t keep up with your needs. all untrue, all stupid statements to get a laugh from the crowd.

yuuji decides if you’re going to act stupid. he’ll treat you as such. stupid girls win stupid prizes — hours of torture to your clit, his cruel laugher vibrating through you and sending blood south to join your heartbeat there. his fingers stroke your walls into obedient perfection, nudging each ridge and paying meticulous attention to the gummy spot not too far along. the one that makes you gush and bleat like a pathetic lamb at yuuji’s slaughter house.

occasionally he’ll pull out, uncaring of your protests, the rough seat of his palm connecting with your ass in a way that reminds you how good you get it when you’re good. your cunt aches with the stimulation where your as stings from every spank delivered. you’re asked to count every one — tripping and stumbling over numbers and the syllables of his name on your drooling tongue.

“thought you were a smart girl, don’t you know how to count?” yuuji’s voice echoes rough and bemused — cheery in the same tone parents use seconds before delivering punishment. it strikes fear in your heart but you pour liquid lust into his lap all the same. “let’s do it together this time, silly little thing.”

counting is much smoother when he guides you a long, sounding out each letter to every number just to make sure you understand. treating you as though you really are just a dumb little slut between every round of spanks.

it’s even worse when yuuji has you face down, ass up and throwing it back onto the thick stretch of his shaft. he finds it adorable that you still have enough sense about you to take him all the way to the hilt, work yourself forwards and backwards on him — apologetically squelching around him in a plea for more. it doesn’t matter how much you cry or whinge, yuuji refuses to move more than slow, barely-there bucks of his hips forward into yours. with his size he is able to press down on your gummy g-spot regardless, grin slanted on his lips when you begin to cry out for help.

part of the sorcerer thinks to indulge you with kisses pressed to your crown candy webbed words of adoration. instead, his large hand on the back of your neck — not squeezing, just a reminder — pushes your teary face further into the sheets.

“so much nicer to me when you’re goin’ dumb on my cock,” he laughs because you’re so ruined, still grinding back on yuuji diligently — creaming around his base with a frothy white ring that tangles in his happy trail. you feel him nuzzle your womb, precum smearing along your insides and he’s barely had to move. not when he’s in so deep. as far as he can go with his thick girth and your tight, sluice cunt. “you want me to move? to fuck this dumb puppycunt up? i know it’d do you some good, get you so sweet ‘n you’d go all dumb, act like you don’t know how to think.

yuuji leans over you then, until the heat of his chest and racing heart mould like clay to the curve of your spin. thrusts turn heavy, forceful and his pace becomes quick and merciless — the smack of his skin and balls against you replacing any thought in your mind. you can’t spare him any thank yous since the pleasure crosses your wires and you turn too brainless for feedback, melting into a series of babyish babbles, squeaks and suctioning squashes.

“don’t got a mean streak in your body. just like acting out for my attention. don’t worry, baby. you’ve got it.”

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[tteokdoroki]

I just know Megumi’s fav thing is somno but he feels so guilty because he doesn’t know how to bring it up to his new girlfriend who is secretly also a freak and doesn’t know how to bring it up to him but one day she just accidentally blurts it out😭

lowkey i believe in the opposite, i think megumi has a huge corruption kink all of the time and slowly strokes you into the kind of girl who enjoys the same things that he does. maybe he would feel a little guilty but idk if that’s much in his nature … he does things for selfish reasons because he believes that’s what is right … in my head he’s such a soft, maybe a little evil boyfriend. temptation wrapped in a dark cloak. he would never hurt you, in fact you’re much like a little doll to him. something to play with when he fancies and you enjoy it too — you don’t even realise you’re letting him use you all the time, whenever he wants until it’s too late because he always makes you feel good first !!

i do think you would have a conversation about liking it, the way he takes your innocents and smelts it into something dark and beautiful. you’d be shy to tell him all the dirty things on your mind next to all the things you wish he would do outside the bedroom. i think megumi knows what you like before you do, and as you shake — telling him you like the free use and the dollification … all he does is kiss the crown of your head and take you into his arms, reassuring you that he likes it too.

[tteokdoroki]

megumi is such a fan of pussyjobs..

✩꒱ while she sleeps ft. megumi fushiguro .ᐟ

🏁 ꒰ ✩ smut ⋆ mdni ⋆ characters are adults. boyfriend!megumi fushiguro and fem!reader. established relationship, somnophilia, pussy jobs, clothed sex, free use, cum play. ꒰ gumi decides that getting you off feels best when you’re asleep and dreaming. ꒱

megumi likes them most when you’re too tired for a proper fucking. he crawls over you while you sleep and shrouds you in his shadow — wide shoulders kissed by moonlight that hide you from the eclipse — his fingers soft against your hips like the gentle twinkle of stars in the distance as he presses your knees into your shoulders.

“easy, baby girl, s’just me,” his voice is hoarse with crumbling restraint, weighed down in his throat by his insatiable greed. sweatpants have long since been rolled down and nestled under balls that twitch with a brilliant and impending load. megumi’s cock his heavy against your stomach — the head vibrant red whilst it oozes pre onto the frilly waistband of your panties.

at first — he smacks himself against your clothed core, prodding at your hole which he craves the energy to fill. for now, megumi makes it work. he finds that he adores the white cotton undergarments you wear. frilly with a delicate pink bow just under your navel. he doesn’t take them off. too fond of the decoration to his sin. he doesn’t even tuck them to the side, he slides himself through the loop of fabric at your leg and thrusts. careful, tentative, and slow as if to make you really feel it. prominent veins pulsing where they meet your beating clit.

you stir cutely, calling his name as if to greet him in your dream. megumi kisses the crease between your brows — soothing, attentive. “i’ve got you, let me make you feel good.”

claggy, syrupy sounds cling to the cool night, arousal catching on megumi’s shaft with each pass through your sopping mound. you’ve probably no idea how wet you are, tendrils of sleep woven around your mind — making you pliant and perfect for him. he hisses when you clench around nothing but catch on every part of him, aching to be filled with his length.

the gusset of your soft cotton panties darken in the exchange of slick and precum — the gooey strands forming a strong web where he ends and you begin. much like the rise of your sun and the fall of his moon, the cycle of pleasure is endless and it embraces you even in deep slumber. his hips draw back, pearlescent and slender, and his mushroomed tip slips beneath the scalloped edge of your underwear once more. using nimble fingers and a gentle grip as to not spark any over-sensitivity — fushiguro takes hold of himself, his curved lengthy shaft bobbing in between nimble digits, for better leverage. rubbing his milky oozing head back and forth over your arousal beading nub.

occasionally he dips past the tight ring of your entrance, shuddering at your iron grip — pride tingling within the gap between brain and his skull at how selfishly you lock down on him even when you’re not awake to show the world.

he’ll always count his lucky stars that you’re so eager, so willing to let him have you as he sees fit. awake or asleep your precious pussy belongs to him. in the depths of your consciousness she craves him, it’s obvious in the way your hips canter upwards to meet megumi’s as your high approaches like rushing rapids. the manner in which your back bows towards the night sky — forcing his chest to yours as though you are trying to fuse your heartbeats into one.

“so good to me. so fucking good.” megumi coos under his breath, hidden beneath his aerated moans because he cums not too long after. limbs wobbly with his collapse on top of you imminent. his weight your shaky, sleepy frame is accompanied a shot of translucent, viscous white into the seat of your panties. the flood swirling with heated gush of nectar from your abused slit. all of it smears lewdly through your abused folds, white on your sensitive clit in the form of his signature.

lashes kiss your cheeks and neck whilst megumi steadies himself in the scent of sex and warmth of your skin. his breath shattered and mystified against you.

“i can be even better,” you murmur to him, feeling him flinch in surprise when your fingers curl in midnight locks at the nape of his neck — roused by the cooling mess between your thighs. “if you cum inside next time.”

all megumi can do is groan — hungry and appreciative because you really are always so ready for him.

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