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project baby |20 yrs| main: @breakingdiaryofjane

[shake-back]

Bow

ANother jjk blog, I love Sukuna and Choso too much to choose 1 to main

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Main: @breakingdiaryofjane

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@awesome-jawsome

@6foot7foot8

@goodk-duckworth

[chosospillowpet]

Thinking about Choso

Thinking about canon Choso

Thinking about emo Choso

Thinking about rockstar Choso

Thinking about nerd Choso

Thinking about innocent Choso

Thinking about family man Choso

Thinking about best big brother Choso

Thinking about yandere Choso

Thinking about pornstar Choso

Thinking about stepbro Choso

Thinking about Gym rat Choso

Thinking about streamer Choso

Thinking about daddy Choso

Thinking about sub Choso

Thinking about every depiction in every universe Choso

[r0seyposey]

guys let's ALL start writing sub gojo fics 😂😂😂 right guys??

[shake-back]

Lol that would be SOoo crazy guys!

[satoruined]

Tengen my beloved ❤️

i’m lightheaded w lust for this man.

[j3llyc4kes-deactivated20251111]

summary: who’s mommy’s good boy! not choso!

tags: afab!reader, smut but crackish, mommy kink, subbyish choso, choso has piercings bc i say so, choso is most definitely a good boy but lets tease him a bit first, cowboy bebop mention??

a/n: this is short but friends said to post LOL kinda hate it kinda love it, anywho enjoy gooners! also tysm for the love on my blindfolded pussy eating fic UGH go go go read if you haven’t! andd credits to @/arans.mind on insta for the art!

you and choso are just trying to have a quiet night in. couch, blankets, snacks, some half-watched nature documentary playing in the background while you mindlessly scratch behind ein’s ears. your corgi’s in your lap, legs all splayed out like an adorable little rotisserie chicken, tongue poking out, just vibing.

meanwhile, your boyfriend—big, brooding, sleepy-eyed baby—is curled up beside you, head resting on your shoulder, arms looped around your waist, not wanting to let go for even a second. and honestly, it’s cute. borderline clingy but domestic. his lip and eyebrow piercings are glinting in the warm light, his soft brown hair’s a little messy from your fingers running through it, and he’s so soft like this. you’re favorite. just a lazy tangle of limbs and quiet affection.

and then you say it. totally innocent. no malice. just a gentle little coo as you scratch behind ein’s ear, “who’s mommy’s good boy, hmm?”

and it’s instant. choso perks up like someone lit a firecracker under his ass. he sits up halfway, eyes wide, already nodding, so eager—like he’s been waiting his entire life for this moment.

“me,” he says immediately. voice flat but determined. “me! me! i am! i’m mommy’s good boy.”

and you just stare at him. blank. blinking. hand frozen mid-scratch on your very confused dog’s head.

“um, cho,” you say, slowly, carefully, like you’re diffusing a bomb. “i was talking to ein.”

pure silence.

choso freezes. processes. then turns to ein like he’s staring down a sworn enemy. ein blinks at him, tail wagging, totally oblivious to the way choso is absolutely plotting his downfall.

“but he’s not even doing anything,” choso mutters. “he didn’t even hear you.”

“he doesn’t need to,” you laugh, ruffling ein’s ears. “he knows it. isn’t that right, ein? my good boy? yes you are! such a good boy!”

you continue to baby ein, just cooing at him while rubbing his soft little tummy now. he’s panting, clearly happy with the affection.

and choso just scowls. he’s really beefing with your corgi. he’s mentally planning a full custody battle and you’re the prize.

you’re trying so hard not to laugh but it’s written all over your face. he’s glaring at this loaf of a dog like ein personally stole his girl. you try to kiss his cheek to calm him down.

“come on, baby. just look at him! he was being cute!”

he scoffs and shrugs it off. jealous. he’s deadass jealous of a dog.

and yet, hours later, the grudge lives on—because you’re tangled up in bed, skin sticky, your legs wrapped tight around his waist and he’s balls deep inside you, panting into your neck, hands holding up your thighs while he pounds into your pussy so good then— it slips out.

you’re cockdrunk, breathless, nails dragging down his back as you whimper,

“who’s mommy’s good boy?”

and choso loses his shit. no hesitation. no pause. just a sharp inhale, a strangled noise from his throat and he’s gone like you pressed a big shiny red self-destruct button. you’re fucked because now he’s putting you in a mean ass mating press, knees up to your ears as he drills into your soppy pussy, heavy balls slapping against your ass while you gush around him, cumming embarrassingly fast.

he moans deeply, hips stuttering as he spills inside you, so hard he goes a little dizzy, forehead falling to your shoulder.

“me, me, me—fuck—me, i am, i’m your good boy, mommy—” babbling, blushing, breath hitching as you hold him close, both of you trembling and sticky and you’re laughing now, because holy shit.

you tease him for it. obviously. for days. every time ein waddles by, you fake a coo and go, “there he is…mommy’s real good boy…” and choso shoots him another suspicious side-eye.

he’s still not over it, guess he’ll have to fuck some sense into you later.

© j3llyc4kes

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[satoruined]

18+

toji fushiguro is, first and foremost, a realist.

rent is optional when he’s squatting in your house and eating your food. assassinations pay well enough, but contracts are sporadic; meanwhile, horse racing and kyōtei swallow whatever cash he earns. simple math says he’ll always be broke. pragmatic math says at the end of the day, he’ll still be crashing on your couch. because he’s a man who knows where his talents lie, besides violence.

“i swear, woman. if you keep squeezin’ me like that,” he rasps, chin glistening, “i’ll start charging interest.”

“you already owe me for rent, toji.” smirking, you tug hard at his hair, forcing him back down. he hums noncommittally, sucking brutishly at your clit before shoving two thick fingers inside you.

you: homeowner, bill-payer, victim of his freeloading. toji: tenant, parasite with a head game so good that you start rationalising things like, well, at least the water bill isn’t that high since you’ve started showering together.

the thing is, he’s thriving: roof over his head, meals covered, pussy on tap. if this is rock bottom, he’s turned it into a fuckin’ penthouse suite. toji fushiguro has, against all odds, unlocked his best man-whore life.

[umbra3terna]

Happy Choso ❤️

[j3llyc4kes-deactivated20251111]

MY BABYYY

[blue4everrsworld]

Just wanted to say, you hoes could never 👅🔥

[blkkizzat]

everytime i see a tojiroid i start to ovulate 😩💗

[holeforzenin-deactivated2026032]

You’re sitting on the back porch with Toji, enjoying the warm, summer afternoon while your little daughter plays in the garden. She’s always been curious and full of questions, and today seems no different. You sip your lemonade while Toji lazily stretches his arm around your waist, eyes half-lidded with his head tilted back against the bench while he enjoys the peace under the sun.

Suddenly, your daughter toddles over, hands clutching a pretty little flower she just picked. “Daddy,” she chirps sweetly, tilting her head up to Toji with wide, innocent eyes. “How do babies get in mommy’s tummy?”

You nearly choked on your drink. Toji’s eyes widen for a second, but he quickly hides it behind a low chuckle. He glances at you, his smirk barely contained. You give him a panicked look — ‘you handle it!’

He leans down, brushing a hand over her soft hair to move the strands away from her face. “Well, princess,” he starts, his deep voice calm and soft, “when two people love each other very, very much, they make a special wish together. And sometimes, that wish turns into a baby”.

She blinks, not fully satisfied with his answer. “But how?”

You bite your lip, trying not to laugh or cry at how calm Toji is. He pauses for a second, then lifts her gently onto one of his muscular knee.

“Alright, kiddo, you know how bees go to flowers, right?”

“Uh-huh!” she nods eagerly while paying full attention to him.

“Well, when a bee visits a flower, it helps the flower grow new seeds. Mommy and Daddy kinda do something like that too. We spend time together, real close, and then after some time, a baby starts growing in Mommy’s tummy”.

She gasps like it’s the most magical thing in the world. “So Daddy’s a bee?!”

You finally burst into giggles. Toji’s chest shakes as he laughs, pressing a soft kiss to her head.

“Yeah, that’s right. Daddy’s Mommy’s big ol’ bee”. He winks at you while your daughter giggles in his lap.

You whisper under your breath so only Toji hears, “A very busy bee, apparently”.

His eyes narrow playfully as he squeezes your thigh under the table.

“Don’t make me show you just how busy, later”.

You swat him in the arm lightly, blushing while your daughter happily plays with her flower, fully content with her new understanding of the bee-baby mystery.

[coliessions]

satoru gojo finds it odd when your flowers go missing.

well, they don’t go missing per se—every bouquet he’s given you has spent its short lifetime brightening your vases… until they simply don’t. and each time, he compensates easily, never one to hesitate over “just because” flowers and gifts.

but what unsettles him is how he’s never seen them wilt. they don’t wither, don’t droop with time. one day they’re there, and the next they’re gone.

strangely enough, he never sees them in the trash either.

he tries not to overthink, but one evening it slips.

“baby,” he murmurs, resting his chin on your shoulder, “do you like the flowers i give you?”

“of course i do.” you shrug, light and easy.

“then… would you rather they not be real?”

you blink at him, caught off guard.

“i just mean—” his voice falters, unusually unsure, “i don’t want you to keep them up for a while and then throw them away. they’re yours, but… maybe you’d prefer something that lasts. something permanent.”

you catch the faint crease in his brow, the way he fidgets like the thought is heavier than he wants to admit.

“toru,” you whisper gently, “are you upset that the flowers don’t stay longer?”

he exhales, fingers brushing through his hair. “i don’t know. maybe i just—maybe it scares me that they vanish so soon. maybe i want something that says our love won’t fade.”

for a moment, the air stills. there’s a tenderness in his worry, but also a shadow of fear—because even the strongest sorcerer knows that things he loves don’t always last.

you stand, wordless, and reach for a notebook tucked into your shelf. flipping it open, you press it into his hands.

inside, layered between soft pages, are every flower he’s ever given you. pressed, preserved, petals fragile but enduring—each one a record of time, of memory, of love.

his eyes widen.

“no need for plastic flowers,” you smile, voice low but steady, “when i know how to keep the real ones. they’ll last, toru. maybe not forever in the world’s eyes, but… enough for me. enough for us.”

and in that moment, he considers that love might not just be the worst curse of all.

[mojifushiguro]

wife? no… child ?! jjk men texting you, but their child ends up answering!

s.gojo , s.geto , k.nanami , t.fushiguro , k.choso , r.sukuna

[shake-back]

ngl this is why I leave for undisclosed amounts of time and return mysteriously because these Smau's are cooking rn

[rexhya]

overusing the 'n or 's as slang ( sayin', talkin' fuckin' 'f me, come 'ere, )

"your clocking how i smell now?"

toji and "ma"

frat boy jjk chars

the babydaddy troupe

guys the use of aave and jjk characters HAS to stop, pleeeaasee!! you guys are so bad at it 😭🤞🏾

genuinely some things i've seen btw.

[qichneyz]

THANK YOU i thought i was losing my mind 😭

a lot of writers will take characters and make them playboys/aggressive/etc. and immediately associate it with ebonics ... i do not fw that. yall look silly as hell

[shake-back]

so true and I lowk tried to do a little bit in my writing bc I thought that's what people liked but I couldn't even bc it was so cringy to write repetitively 😭

[4aa4a]

bf! choso x reader texts !

➳❥ a/n: I decided to make this for fun hehe while waiting for the poll !! I didn’t think people would actually vote so I made it one week 💔also this is hella rushed and lowkey makes no sense don’t flame me for this😣your girl is TIREDD.

➳❥ warnings: jealousy from readers side, baddies mention, fluff, asking him to run a fade as a joke and him matching it, ooc! choso, crack, cursing, hoejo mention (i love him trust), no curses! au, and as always ignore my grammatical errors 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️(you can interpret reader as any gender 🥹)

[j3llyc4kes-deactivated20251111]

can’t get your hands off your streamer boyfriend choso kamo!

choso had promised you he wouldn’t stream for more than three hours, but the sun dipped past the windowsill and he was still at it, one hand wrapped lazily around a controller, eyes half-lidded, voice low as he narrated some melancholy side quest in the latest story-heavy game his viewers had voted on.

he wasn’t a loud streamer, thankfully. he never had been but people flocked to his lives for the exact reason you had fallen for him. he was quiet, genuine, and his voice always felt like velvet under the skin, especially when he got immersed.

you’re curled on the bed behind him, scrolling on your phone at first, but something about the way he was talking genuinely had you worked up.

it was more breath than words, murmuring lines like, “damn. that’s…kinda fucked up,” as the main character he was playing watched a beloved npc die—was slowly starting to curl heat low in your belly.

you shift under the blanket, pressing your thighs together, already a little impatient from how long he’d been focused on the screen.

his back was straight, his headset settled over his ears, keeping him far too in sync with the game and not nearly enough with you. he had his attention locked on the monitor, and even though his hair was down—the way you liked—it still frustrated you to watch him be so focused on anything but you. especially when you had been waiting for two days now for him to stop being “on schedule” with his stream grind and just to simply touch you.

you’ve waited patiently. you even brought him snacks earlier, gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered that you were bored. he just hummed and said, “ten more minutes, baby,” and that was 30 minutes ago.

you know this rhythm by now—ten minutes becomes one more boss fight, one more cutscene, one more stretch of game. and now he’s at that point in the stream where he’s quiet, laser-focused, completely unaware of the fact that you’re slipping off the bed and walking over to him.

with a stretch and a soft sigh, you got up and padded toward him, sliding your arms around his shoulders from behind, peeling back one side of his headset and pressing your lips right next to his ear.

“cho,” you whisper, low and sweet, “pause the game for a second, yeah?”

he stiffens slightly, flicks a glance at chat, then at his stream deck. “uh yeah, baby—hang on, chat. be right back.”

a quick press and the camera flicked off. “sorry, one sec, guys.” the screen shifted to a dark “brb” overlay, music playing softly under it. you watched his fingers flutter to the mic, tapped it quickly—red light on. that means muted right? eh, who cares. he thought it was muted.

you smile. finally.

his head turns to meet yours slightly, questioning. “what’s up?”

you didn’t answer. just lowered yourself into his lap, straddling him in his gamer chair, feeling the way his thighs tensed beneath you instantly. he made a quiet noise in his throat, confusion melting into something darker the moment your hips rolled against his.

“oh,” he breathes. “is this really—like right now?”

“mmhm.” you kiss under his jaw, letting your fingers trail down his chest, your thighs tightening around him. “you’ve been ignoring me for hours. i missed you.”

“not purposely, baby…” he groans, soft and breathy. “you could’ve just said something.”

“i am saying something. right now.” your fingers were already tugging at his waistband.

your mouth pressed hot and wet against the curve of his neck, licking a stripe to his pulse just to feel it thrum harder. he was already getting hard beneath you, the way he always did when you so much as breathed against his skin like this.

he tried to hold back, tried to keep his hands on the armrests like he could will himself to be good. but the moment your hips rolled again—slow, teasing—and your fingers slipped under the hem of his sweats to find his cock already warm and heavy, his self-control cracked like glass.

“fuck,” he whispers, low, urgent. “come on, baby…don’t tease me now.”

you kiss him, messy and deep, rocking in his lap with enough pressure to make you both gasp against each other’s mouths. his hands find your waist, then your thighs, gripping you like he couldn’t decide where he wanted you most.

he rubs you through your shorts, fingers sliding over the cloth, finding you wet and needy.

“god, you’re already like this?” he groans. “fuck me…”

“can’t say no to when you’re like this,” his breath caught, jaw tight. “you’re killing me here, you know that pretty girl?”

he stands and you’re in his arms in a second, back bumping the edge of the desk as his lips find yours again. hungry and consuming.

his hands roam, greedy, fingers sinking into the softness of your thighs before slipping under the hem of your shorts, dragging them down in one swift movement.

the air’s cool on your skin, but his palms are warm, mouth even warmer as he kisses a trail down your throat before spinning you gently, bending you over the desk.

the edge digs slightly into your hips, but it’s grounding. his fingers curl into the plush of your ass as he pulls you back against him, a low grunt escaping his throat.

“you always do this,” he mutters, voice lower now, rougher, his hips grinding against your backside slowly, taunting.

“always pick the worst times.” but his hands say something else entirely, sliding between your legs to feel your dripping cunt.

he groans as feels the slickness, rubbing lazy circles into your clit until your legs tremble, teasing just enough to make your breath catch.

“spread a little more, sweetheart…” he says, nudging your thighs apart. “mmmhm, good girl. just like that…”

he pulls his sweats and boxers down just enough to free himself. despite his protests, choso is just as needy as you. always is. if not more. you don’t even need to turn around to know his dick painfully hard and leaking. you feel him rub his tip against the slick coating your puffy folds then he’s pushing inside your desperate hole.

there’s no teasing after that. the stretch makes you cry out, forehead pressing against the desk, eyes fluttering shut.

“ch-choso! fuck— feels so—so good.” you moan.

he starts slow, thick and deep, every roll of his hips deliberate, dragging moans from your throat with every stroke.

“yeah? feels good, baby? want more?” he pants, picking up the pace.

all you do is nod. you can barely think, his name spilling out of your mouth in breathless whimpers as he fucks you harder, grip tightening on your hips, desk creaking with the rhythm of his thrusts.

“ch-cho! fuck i—“

“you love acting like this, don’t you?” he growls, voice slurred with need, lips brushing the shell of your ear as he pounds into your pussy.

“can’t wait until i’m done, gotta have me now.” he chuckles, breathless. “so greedy for me, baby.”

and you can’t even answer, can only gasp and push back against him as he fucks you through it, pace ruthless, lost in the way your wet pussy clenches around him. it’s messy and loud, skin on skin echoing through the room.

he pulls out and falls back onto his gamer chair, running a hand through his hair. panting. not tired yet though, not even remotely possible when it comes to you.

you clench around nothing, missing the feeling of his cock filling you up. of course, he notices.

“what, thought we were done?”

he chuckles and grabs your waist to pull you back with him. he gently turns you around to straddle him.

he lines you up over him and pushes back into you. slow, thick, deep—you bite down on his shoulder to keep the whimper from falling out but failing miserably.

the chair creaks beneath both of your movements, his hands anchoring you in place as he starts to thrust up into you, the angle perfect, the stretch sinful.

the room filled with soft, slick sounds of your pussy, gasps, your breathy moans against his neck, the quiet fuck, fuck, fuck falling from his lips while the loud plap, plap, plap of your body bouncing on top of his.

his head falls back, letting you ride him slowly, arms around you like he never wants you to leave his lap again.

he looks up at you, jaw slack with his soft brown eyes peering into yours as his tip kissed your cervix so perfectly.

“such a pretty girl. keep going baby—just like that—yeaah,” he moans, guiding you on top of him. “fuuuuck…”

and then the wave built, your thighs trembling, your nails digging into his shoulders as your cunt clenches tight around him.

“ch-cho—i’m fuck—cumming!”

he was right behind you, eyes fluttering shut, hips stuttering up into yours as he spilled deep, groaning low against your collarbone.

you both stayed like that for a moment. breathing. kissing slow. warm and sticky and still trying to come down from the high.

and then, like fate had it out for him, you heard a ping.

then another. and another. sooo many.

a ping from his stream alerts.

his eyes snapped open. “…did i…?”

you turn your head toward the screen. the “brb” banner was still up. camera off. good.

but the mic light? still on.

“oh my god, cho…” you whisper, a hand flying to your mouth. “does red not mean muted?”

choso stares at his mic. that bright fucking red light. (guess that meant it wasn’t muted. oops.) “no. no no no. i—i swear pressed it—”

the alerts kept coming. donations. subs(?) messages.

“bro forgot to mute the mic LMAOOO”

“i had to take off my headphones HELPPP”

“bro his moans???? hello??”

“tell her i said thanks for the free content 💀”

he slumped forward, arms around your waist, face buried in your chest like he could sink into you and disappear.

“i’m never streaming again…” he whines.

you chuckle, patting the top of his head. “you know, this is a good time to launch our onlyfans.”

© j3llyc4kes

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a/n: came down with something so drafts will have to do for now guys! mwah mwah!

taglist: @bistrocatxx @raveszn @ha1lstorm @spacebabe02

[mydeardolli]

Creepy X Perverted friend.

Very long 2000+ words I can assume

Creepy x perverted friend who pushes you around just to hear you whine and moan because he likes the sounds and he enjoys watching your face scrunch up.

Creepy x perverted friend that puts his hand on your waist and rubs his hard on you even tho there was plenty of space there for him to move around.

Creepy x perverted friend that offers to rub your feet cause they’re in pain but only does it because he wants to hear you moan out that it feels so good and beg him not to stop.

Creepy x perverted friend that volunteers to massage you after a long day at work just so he can rub and let his hands linger on inappropriate areas.

Creepy x perverted friend that asks inappropriate questions and plays it off when you hum in interest for him to repeat.

Creepy x perverted friend that holds your face when you’re on the brink of sleep just to watch your eyes roll back in annoyance and tell him to “please stop” in a sleepy tone.

Creepy x perverted friend that sits in front of your bed when you guys are playing video games to look up your skirt and stare at your pussy print.

Creepy x perverted friend that touches himself at your sleepovers to you in your panties and ass that’s hanging out.

Creepy x perverted friend that pulls your undershirt down and fondles with your tits while you’re sleeping, even sucking and nibbling on them until you’re awake and confused as to why it felt like you were being touched by an incubus.

Creepy x perverted friend that “playfully” humps you when you’re bent down searching for things because it’s “boy humor” and it’s something most friendships like yours do.

Creepy x perverted friend that hears you moan in your sleep and places his index and middle finger in your mouth to suck on then proceeds to dry hump you softly until his underwear is sticky with cum.

Creepy x perverted friend that comes over everyday when he’s off from work to make sure he can watch you fight sleep cause your suspicions has been up around him and concerns about him sniffing your panties when you’re in the shower.

Creepy x perverted friend that finds your sex toy box and licks and sucks on all your toys just to taste any juices left behind (there was none).

Creepy x perverted friend that watches porn that features girls that look like you infront of you so you can call him nasty and laugh (he gets off to it).

Creepy x perverted friend that will place his head directly on your ass and complain into your pussy about a dumb game he’s struggling with, knowing it sends vibrations and you’re struggling to respond, he grins at the thought of your contorted face.

Creepy x perverted friend that slaps your ass just to watch it jiggle and you don’t think much of it anymore since it’s his usual behavior.

Creepy x perverted friend that stands behind you and grips your neck to look up at him just so he can tell you how good you smell while pressing against you.

Creepy x perverted friend that will constantly make you late to any dates you have by calling all your outfits trash but the truth is he just doesn’t want anyone to see you like he does.

Creepy x perverted friend that always insists on doing a smell check when picking you up from work on your break before you guys enter the store but only smelling your chest area and stuffing his face in your ass.

Creepy x perverted friend that carries you for ice cream so he can watch something white and sticky fill your mouth (he wants it to be his cum so bad).

Creepy x perverted friend that sniffs your shoes when you take them off after a long day.

Creepy x perverted friend that takes your phone away from you when you’re watching something slightly inappropriate and shames you for not being a good girl (he snooped around in your notes app and found out that turns you on).

Creepy x perverted friend that asks what you’re doing and you quickly tell him you’re reading but he doesn’t believe you cause of the way your thighs keep pressing together and he peeps a wet patch began to develop.

Creepy x perverted friend that asked you to pee on him as a joke when you had to use the bathroom rly bad. (Wasn’t rly a joke :/)

Creepy x perverted friend that pressed on your bladder when you’re in the back of an Uber because he somehow figured out that was a kink of yours and grabs your face to tell you shut up before you guys get kicked out. (He laughed and proceeded to pull on your nips)

Creepy x perverted friend that gets mad at you because you’re slightly drunk and dancing on random guys at the club, he doesn’t wait until he’s by your apartments to give you an example of how the random men were feeling up on you.

Creepy x perverted friend that seen you get sad after his actions and kisses your pussy because he gripped it too harsh.

Creepy x perverted friend that moans into your pussy telling you how sorry he was and slides his wet tongue under your thong for a quick taste.

Creepy x perverted friend that laughs at your muffled words because his mouth feels so good talking into your pussy that you can’t concentrate on what you was sad about.

Creepy x perverted friend that carries you home and stays over to deal with your drunk shenanigans (you dance on him and lightly strip).

Creepy x perverted friend that pulls your hair and dry humps you because you kept bouncing on his lap asking him if he’d sleep in your bed with you.

Creepy x pervert friend that lifts your dress up and spanks your ass because he’s mesmerized by its jiggle.

Creepy x perverted friend that puts you to bed but not leaving without kissing both your nipples and pussy goodnight because you kept pulling him and telling him how horny you was.

Creepy x perverted friend that walks across the hallway to his apartment for a change of clothes and comes back to yours to sleep because he’s gonna creep on you but also take care of you in the morning.

Creepy x perverted friend that helps you regain your memories the next morning and laughs at your humiliated face in satisfaction.

Creepy x perverted friend that reminds you how horny you was, that he had to kiss your nipples and pussy in order for you to actually sleep.

Creepy x perverted friend that enjoys watching you press your leg together at the thought of him kissing your pussy and nipples.

Creepy x perverted friend that tried to embarrass you but you ended up embarrassing him by reminding him of all the times he’s humped on you.

Creepy x perverted friend that doesn’t care and walks across to the hall to his apartment to relax for the rest of the day.

Creepy x perverted friend that unlocks the door instead of ringing the bell like he normally does before entering notice the compromising yoga position you’re in.

Creepy x perverted friend that pushes his foot onto your pussy to hear you moan and tell him to stop it.

Creepy x perverted friend that sits next to you while you’re doing yoga to watch you sweat and watch your boobs jiggle.

Creepy x perverted friend that enjoys watching you roll your eyes at him because he took your yoga off to watch something on Netflix.

Creepy x perverted friend that trails behind you as you’re heading to the shower to “playfully” watch you strip but begins to get a hard on.

Creepy x perverted friend that knows he removed your soap from the shower so you’d have no choice but to call him and ask him to bring you some.

Creepy x perverted friend that walks in the bathroom and peeks his head into the shower to pass you the soap and look at anything he can get a peek at.

Creepy x perverted friend that tells you that you have a nice ass and slaps it before leaving the bathroom.

Creepy x perverted friend that forgot to tell you he was having some friends over, so when you were done putting your nighttime clothes on he dragged you across the hall to his place.

Creepy x perverted friend who has more friends like him. Hot, Tall, creepy and perverted because they immediately stare at your ass as you’re brought in.

Creepy x perverted friend that gets aggravated with you because you keep complaining at how his friends look at you.

Creepy x perverted friend that excuses you both and carries you to his room to bend you over on his bed and arches your back perfectly so he can talk to your pussy cause it seems to be the place you only listen from.

Creepy x perverted friend that’s upset because you keep moaning.

Creepy x perverted friend that actually pulls your shorts down and smacks your pussy, surprised to see how wet it was.

Creepy x perverted friend that blows his breath on your pussy to watch it quiver and drip more.

Creepy x perverts friend that turns you over into missionary so you can watch him talk to your pussy.

Creepy x perverted friend that spanks your clit because you kept moving your pussy upward so he can rub his lips against her.

Creepy x perverted friend that puts a pillow under your hip to position you correctly.

Creepy x perverted friend that harshly licks your pussy to watch her gush out juices.

Creepy x perverted friend that laughs when you beg him to put his mouth on you.

Creepy x perverted friend that does exactly that and tells you to shut up because he doesn’t want his friends to hear.

Creepy x perverted friend that’s so happy to eat your pussy that he doesn’t realize you’ve came 3 times already and you’re begging him to get off not keep going.

Creepy x perverted friend that watches you cry due to overstimulation but still proceed to spread your pussy lips and tongue fuck you.

Creepy x perverted friend that’s sad because he neglected your boobs and goes to suck on them while fingering your pussy.

Creepy x perverted friend that kisses you while still fingering you and rubbing your clit, moaning into your mouth how you’ve been such a good girl ( you came again)

Creepy x perverted friend that sucks your cream off his finger and goes back down to lick the mess you’ve made.

Creepy x perverted friend that said he wasn’t aggravated because of you accusing his friends and that he already knew how they were.

Creepy x perverted friend that promises he’s gonna fuck you until you’re stupid and carries you back out the room while kissing you.

Creepy x perverted friend that laughs at his friends faces and continues to watch the game while you’re still panting next to him.

Creepy x perverted friend that’s done with the game and his friends went home besides one.

Creepy x perverted friend that makes you stay over because your legs “are in no condition to walk”.

Creepy x perverted friend that sits you on the edge of his friend lap to mess with him and see how he’d react.

Creepy x perverted friend that removes you then takes your shorts off and places you sitting backwards on his counter chairs.

Creepy x perverted friend that bought a fox buttplug after seeing a heart one in your sextoy box.

Creepy x perverted friend that spits on it and puts it in.

Creepy x perverted friend that has his friend come over to stand in front of you to watch your face twist with pleasure while he plays with your back hole.

Creepy x perverted friend that randomly pulls on the tail while you suck on his friends fingers in pleasure.

Creepy x perverted friend that shoves his fingers into your pussy because you seem to enjoy his friend a little too much.

Creepy x perverted friend that drops to his knees and eats your ass knowing you prepped it for tonight because he seen your plug under your cover.

Creepy x perverted friend that fingers your pussy and has his friend hold your hand when you try to grab his because his fingers are stretching you to new lengths.

Creepy x perverted friend that loves the way your asshole puckers that he keeps kissing it until it makes “smooching” sound.

Creepy x perverted friend that makes his friend taste your ass and threatens you if you place your hands back to move him away he’ll punish you.

Creepy x perverted friend that spits in your mouth and makes you swallow it.

Creepy x perverted friend that hold your ass open wider for his friend to get a better taste.

Creepy x perverted friend that mocks you as you cry from the pleasure, telling you how you’re so good for him and his friend and then laughing at your squeals as his friend puts the cold buttplug back in.

Creepy x perverted friend that flips you around and places you on the cold countertop so him and his friend could admire your pussy as it clenched on nothing.

Creepy x perverted friend that has no shame and pulls his dick out to fuck you senseless in front of his friend.

Creepy x perverted friend that plunged his dick in your pussy causing you to whine out from the painful yet delicious stretch.

Creepy x perverted friend that makes his friend take your boobs out and suck on them until you’re squirting from the penetration and pleasure received.

Creepy x perverted friend that almost shed tears of joy after watching your pussy cream on him and hug his dick so tight.

Creepy x perverted friend that doesn’t stop fucking you, even after he came, because he’s scared this moment will end.

Creepy x perverted friend that tilts your hips upward because none of his cum should be leaking out and going to waste.

Creepy x perverted friend that takes the buttplug out to kiss your hole before making you clean his dick.

Creepy x perverted friend that drags you along to drop his friend off cause he’s not done with you.

Creepy x perverted friend that reclines his seat after his friend is safely in his home and fucks up into you in the parking lot.

Creepy x perverted friend that kisses you because he doesn’t want you to see his face when he cums into you and fucks it nicely in your pussy.

Creepy x perverted friend that takes you to get food and asks you to be his gf at the end of the night, in which you said yes.

Creepy x perverted boyfriend that still does all his creepy stuff, just without being punished or shamed.

Creepy x perverted boyfriend that fucks you everynight, eventually getting you pregnant.

Creepy x perverted boyfriend that takes care of you your whole pregnancy and you both get a happy ending.

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[terror-thorton]

My God.

[missduval-deactivated20260315]

the whole of japan knows the name ryomen sukuna ; the menace of a child who grew up to become the king of curses. it's the name used to scare children into obedience, the name most feared amongst chiefs and samurai, the name that strikes fear in even outsiders when the thought of travelling to the island finds it's way into their minds.

but what they don't know is even the demon king himself has his own fear; a fear so deadly and consuming all hell is raised when brought to light. what is it, you ask..?

his wife... upset... and pregnant.

the whole estate can feel whenever you enter this state, the air is thicker, the servants work harder and more efficient, the kitchen is on edge 24/7, stocked and stationed to follow and deliver your every demand. it's as if a second sukuna replaces the sweet, compassionate woman they've gotten used to within the blink of an eye.

and sukuna feels it the most; in all his years he's never seen anyone as his equal, but now, it feels as if he's been outmatched at his own game, especially during times like this:

the king of curses watches and listens lazily on his throne as chiefs and noblemen from different provinces stand before him, trembling as they present their offerings and voice their concerns in shaky voices with a bored expression on his face.

this is what he's been restricted to for the past six months, lounging around his estate and accepting gifts and sacrifices like some simpleton as per your command request for your pregnancy.

it's only when one of the chiefs is about to offer a golden dragon sculpture that the large double doors of the room swing open and a servant bursts through, eyes wide and urgent in a way that has sukuna immediately sitting up, an inkling of worry regarding your wellbeing forming within his black, stone heart.

"what is it?" his voice is cold and rough as he speaks, casting tremors throughout the bodies of the mortals before him.

"i-it's the lady of the house, she- she's upset..."

the statement itself is enough to have him out of his seat, barking at the men to leave the estate as he thunders out of the room and through the temple halls to the direction of the garden you're residing in, a frown on his face as he trudges through the floral path leading to your favourite gazebo.

that's when he sees it, the bane of his existence; your arms crossed and a scowl on your lips.

he swallows, beginning to open his mouth to speak before you cut him off by pointing at the bowl of blueberries on the table beside you.

"sukuna," you start, no cute nickname used in your state of displeasure, "what are those?"

the curse finds himself momentarily bamboozled, are you playing a joke on him? "...blueberr-"

"exactly." your voice is clipped, eyes narrowing, "when you were about to enter your meeting, did i ask for blueberries?"

it's sukuna's turn to scowl. you did ask for blueberries, he specifically remembers you asking him for the damn fruit, "woman, what are you on abou-"

"i told you i wanted strawberries." you cut him off once more, "i'm here, building your child in my stomach, and you still never listen to me." you stamp your foot this time, a move more adorable than intimidating, but sukuna knows better than to tease.

"you asked for blueberries, brat, i remem-"

"do you think i am incapable of recalling what i said to you ten minutes ago?" your voice is louder now, eye ablaze and locked on his own. "do you think my pregnancy has rendered me incompetent?"

he's beginning to panic now, gulping as he shakes his head quickly, "i didn't say-"

"go get my strawberries, sukuna!" you bark, patience officially snapped in half as you glare daggers up at your husband.

sukuna practically scrambles away to retrieve your fruit, a storm cloud hanging over his head once he reaches the kitchen, his voice as deadly as lightening as he yells for a new ball of strawberries, snatching it from the young male servant who hands it over with shaking hands.

he mutters beneath his breath as he stomps back to your gazebo, setting it down on the table before you speak once more, pointing towards the pillow heaven on the wooden floor. "sit."

the curse sighs in exasperation before taking the bowl and plopping onto the cushions. he raises an eyebrow as you immediately make yourself comfortable on his lap, another demand leaving your lips. "feed me."

sukuna tsks in response, but ultimately relents, bringing a strawberry up to your lips and watching the pleased smile that spreads across them as you chew and lean back on him, placing on his hands to rest on your belly.

"we love you, 'kuna~"

he shakes his head, even as a slightly warm feeling begins to spread across his chest. gods help him if the little hellion in your stomach comes out just as strange as you (it'll have him wrapped around it's tiny little finger anyway).

SINCERELY Ξ ☆MISSDUVAL, 2025.