#jujutsu hakari

[goddamn-it-girl]

‘wait wait let me tell you something LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING’ ass pose 🫷🏽

[gamblersdoll]

ugh having hakari as that one ex boyfriend who will always shit on your present relationships—

like you guys broke up over him always being at clubs or gambling, a fair reason to break up in his eyes, but he gotta do what he gotta do. doesnt mean hes happy over it, but seeing you with a new dude? oh hes fucking cocky.

“new man, girlie?” he draws out, the vape leaving his lips and lazily looking to you. you nod, on your phone and licking your lips. “let me meet him.”

“uhm, no?” you questioned, raising an eyebrow. “youre my ex for a reason.”

“uh, okay ouch.” he dramatizes, blowing smoke. “we still friends, aint’ we?” he asked, his hands on his thighs. “just looking out for my friends.”

you sigh.

“no, kinji, youre not meeting my boyfriend.”

“why the hell not? tell him to come over here tonight.” he baits you, eyes fixed on you and licking his lips. the evening sun always knew how to put all eyes on your beautiful deep and rich skin.

“that would mean id have to leave.” you protest, failing for his bait. you quickly realize, and you groan.

“so,” he starts, a chuckle to his voice and he leans forward with the vape between his pointer and middle finger. “man has no car? how is he gon’ get you if you need him?”

“kin—“

“aht!” he hushes you, making you bite your cheek in irritation. “how is he gonna take you to where you wan’ go to?” he asks, looking to you. “you gotta call your ex boyfriend to take you to your hair appointments and get your nails done.” he smirks. “matter of fact, tell him to uber here.”

a moment of silence washes over the conversation, and you breathe through your nose and look away.

“girl,” he barks, leaning back and spreading his thighs more— that delicious manspread he always did drove you mad and your center gets gooey. “let me get this straight—“

“you date me, a dude who actually has money— and a vehicle, but then downgrade to a broke lame dude?” he chuckled out his question, “i fuckin knew it.”

“kinji, chill out.” you nervously laugh, eyes wandering to his thighs.. where his delightful cock laid beneath his jeans. “it— its different, he doesnt have a job like yours.”

“you right, he ain’t got no job.” he retorts, watching your line of sight to his growing cock. he grabs himself through his jeans, making a show of his arousal and desire. “im an ex for a reason, pretty.” he purrs, biting his lip. “butttt, if you want this thick cock just fer’ you.. all you have to do is send that text and get on your back.”

“my back?” you choke out, the dick trance leaving you. “why?”

he cocks his head, eyes roaming over your body. “have i ever made you suck this dick before ive eaten yer’ creamy pussy?” he already knew the answer, watching your thighs tremble. “ gon’ head and send that weak breakup text, or you can watch me watch you.”

fuck it.

[dxllycriez]

Hakari pounding you this Hakari domming you that

What about Hakari on his knees, groaning and eating out his girl after she’s had a long and stressful day of being done with everyone. All she wants is to just boss her big hunk of a boyfriend around to make her feel good and said big hunk of a boyfriend listens and begs for more.

[miriimeko]

kin-chan is a very good boy⭐

ugh sorry these are a bittt rushed hehehe but my friend sent me the og text meme saying that it reminded her of Kirara and Hakari so I felt the need to draw this. Also I loveeeee adding new piercings to both of them😼

Og:

[honey-andmilktea]

✎ Escape Plan

🤎𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Kirara Hoshi X GN!Reader X Kinji Hakari | 🌙𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: A Tiny Bit of Angst, Fluff, Humor, 2nd Person | 🖊️𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,047 Words | ✏️𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬: Not Edited! | ❌𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: None!

🍁𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You are definitely KiraKari's third brain cell. [Second Part to The Third]

👻𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐓𝐚𝐛𝐬: Here we go! So many people seemed to like The Third and wanted a second part so here we go! Reblog and leave your thoughts!

“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.” – Charlotte Brontë, 'Jane Eyre'

You had been avoiding Kirara and Hakari for days.

The day you walked off on them you had come to the fight that was scheduled that night. You sat as far away from the two, as far as the couch allowed it. When they entered it was quiet outside from the sounds coming from the TVs in the room. Hakari glanced at you as he entered but didn’t say anything to you, opting to sit on the other end. Kirara was right behind him looking at you ready to start talking but quickly stopped when Hakari sent her a warning glance. She froze up at that and sat down in the middle with a little huff.

She took her spot on Hakari’s chest and tried to ignore the tension. She fidgeted and squirmed around.

“Everything would be fine if we give them space.” Hakari had said as the couple walked back from the cafe. 

That’s what they were trying to do right now, they hoped you would talk to them. You on the other hand were waiting things out. Just keep to yourself until tomorrow and you’ll be able to shake it off and pass it as you being in a bad mood.

But Kirara had other plans.

She chewed on her manicured nail until she couldn’t hold it back anymore. “What’s wrong with you?” The room froze over, the temperature felt like it dropped to ice cold. Kirara hadn’t meant it to sound so harsh and she cringed inwardly but stood her ground. Hakari closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose and teeth gritting. He wasn’t one to be direct but he should have known that his girlfriend would be. Straightforward and didn’t like beating around the bush.

It was silent for a couple beats, no one said anything and Kirara couldn’t take it. She moved from Hakari’s side before he could stop her. She grasped your arm and tugged gently. “Are you listening to me? Did something happen? You’re acting really weird!” She whined and persisted on trying to get something out of you and it was just exasperating your already annoyed mood. You pulled your arm away and got up. You didn’t look at them and stuffed your hands in your pockets. “I’m fine but I have to go.” You muttered walking towards the exit. Kirara moved to stop you but Hakari stopped her before she could. 

‘We’ll see you later.” Was the only thing he said while you just nodded in reply before fully leaving the room. Kirara yanked away from Hakari and you could hear them arguing from outside. You gritted your teeth and stormed off.

This was your fault, your eyes burn as you sniffle.

You didn’t deserve to be here.

So here you were, avoiding them like the plague but you had always been their third. It’s like they knew where you were at all times. You were like their third cell tower or brain cell and it sometimes scared you.

You were shopping at the local mall. You need some new clothes and some time for yourself.

That’s until you saw them.

They were at the rack in front of you, Kirara showing off to her boyfriend some cute pieces to get his opinion. You started to step back from your rack, trying to be quiet.

How the fuck did they end up in the same store?!

That was until he saw you.

You both froze, jaws dropped while Kirara complained about Hakari not paying attention to her. “What is so important?” She turned and when she spotted you also froze. You guys stare at each other for a couple seconds before you slowly step back.

“Hey! Wait!” At that you screech and start to run. “Wait!” Hakari yelled again and they both started running after you. You narrowly avoided rack after rack, looking behind you as you beelined your way to safety. You slowed down when you didn’t see them behind you. You caught your breath but the moment was cut short by Kirara.

“[Y/N]!” You screamed and went back to running taking shelter in one of the dressing rooms. You panted, hands on your knees. You could feel the sweat dripping down your face, cringing when you looked at your flushed face in the mirror. 

You sat on the floor, enjoying the cool material seeping through your clothes. You decided to wait out here until you thought the coast was clear.

Then a door slammed. 

And then another and another.

You scrunched up against the wall of the tiny room, shaking as you stared at the door. Your door slammed open and a loud dramatic gasp erupted. “They’re here!” Kirara yelled to Hakari and blocked the only exit out of this sudden hell. Hakari slid behind her trying to catch his own breath. “Holy shit! I didn’t know you could run that fast!” He yelled, clutching the wall while Kirara tried not to laugh. She shook her head quick;y before going stern.

“What’s up with you suddenly?”

“Yeah! You’ve been avoiding us!”

“Did something happen?”

“Did someone die?!”

“Hakari!”

“What?! It’s possible!”

“I like you!”

They blinked once…then twice.

Did they hear you right?

“What?” 

“I like you both, okay!” You sniffled, bringing your knees to your chest. You rubbed at your eyes trying to wipe away the tears that wanted to fall before they could. They both softened a bit, Hakari ruffled his hair a little but had a little grin on his face. Kirara had a similar one stepping out of Hakari’s way. He walked in without you noticing and pulled you up. You look at him confused before screaming as he throws you over his shoulder. ‘Alright time to go!” He said laughing while you squirmed around.

“H-Hey! Put me down!”

“So you can run off again?” Hakari laughed, adjusting you on his shoulder while Kirara giggled.

“I don’t thinkkkk so.~ Don’t think we’ll let you go so easily. You’re ours after all.~” Kirara booped your nose and you blinked confused. A dark blush spread along your cheeks and you repeated what she said in your head. 

Theirs?

You smiled softly to yourself. 

You’re glad your escape plan didn’t work, you’ve always been their third how could you forget that?

✎ @honey-andmilktea - 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐞𝐭𝐜. [2026 - 2027]

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[lvlykissmet]

𓏲🪽˚. ˖ . ݁ 𝓙𝓙𝓚 𝓢𝓜𝓐𝓤 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓨/𝓝

♡ summary: you wanted to gamble with Hakari for the first time after he bought a roulette table

♡ sorcerer!reader genderneutral!reader ♡ inspired by that one DIEMARCHIVE clip

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since yall loved my other smau so much im posting more because they also make me giggle

[screampied]

Can you do Kinji Hakari making shy reader not be ashamed of her moans by making her squirt😏🙏

Btw, you’re doing god’s work by blessing us with the works of underrated minor characters🙇‍♀️

❤︎ ໋𓈒 hakari making his shy girl squirt

warnings. fem! reader, praise, squirting, reverse cowgirl, breath play, overstim, mdni.

“ya gotta learn how to relaaaax, sweetheart,” he purrs in a soft raspy voice. you were so close up against him — his chest practically pressed up near your back. forever entangled with his warmth, his shaft buried right between your walls. riding him in reverse, yet except you were smushed right up beside hum. hakari brings a rough hand towards your hips, guiding you to give him yet another mind-boggling orgasm. “i know, girl. ‘s coming close isn’t it? she’s gonna make another mess right up on me.”

you moaned, puffs of his breath fanning against your earlobe. hakari briefly nibbled on it before chuckling.

he found it cute how just a little trail of his fingers skimming down your thighs made you drench even more. your grip was tantalizingly deadly to him, for a moment it makes his jaw tighten. you felt an orgasm approaching, yet this time it felt a bit different.

“ha—kariiii,” you’d drag out. he smiles, watching you desperately try to conceal those sweet moans from his ear. although to him, it was one of his favorite things to listen to. the sound of your voice, it made him throb any day. “feel somethin’ else, fuck.”

his slit eyebrows furrow before he chuckles to himself. within an instant, he knew what that something else was. hakari wraps a bulky arm around your neck gingerly, another hand reaching down towards between your legs. “ooh,” he whispers against your ear, and you whimper once he brings a hand towards your clit to give it a few playful smacks. “you gonna squirt on me? dirty girl,” and then he hums before setting your hips in place with one hand. “say pretty please though. if you wanna be filthy, ya gotta have manners, no?”

you were babbling at this point, mere sounds of straight coherent babbles spewing out of your spit glossed lips.

it was adorable, the way your head jerked back against him — your legs were sprawled a bit, and your breathing significantly hitched. you were chasing your breath, feeling that familiar feeling rise up inside of you.

with stupidly crossed eyes, you felt your tongue gradually loll out of your mouth. hakari chortles, bringing a hand that was just rubbing against your cunt and brings his fingers into your mouth. without question, you taste yourself. “such a sloppy mouth,” he groans, feeling you nearly drain his balls out.

he was incredibly hefty too, slamming in and out of you . . yet you were doing all the work. at least, you were trying to.

your legs were just about ready to give out and hakari was guiding your hips to its inevitable release.

“damn girl,” he’d suck in a breath, feeling the way you used your hips to slowly grind against him. your rhythm, it was so sensual — so smooth. it had his mind going for a loop, his touch sent shivers down your spine entirely. “i wanna hear you,” he murmurs, pulling his now dampened fingers out of your mouth. a pretty cobweb of spit exits out of your lips in the process, and with hooded eyes, you moan. “get a little louder for me.”

such sweet whimpers coax out the back of your throat, and you’re so sensitive. his fat cock reached everywhere, in spots that had your knees practically bucking.

unhurriedly, you continue to shift your weight against him — pant after pant sliding past your lips. “gonna m-make a mess,” you’d sniffle, just feeling yourself start to tremor. your cunt was so vocal too, squelching out little noises of itself. it was an entire lewd site.

the smell of hakari’s loud yet intoxicating cologne scent filled up your senses every few seconds. each time you thwacked against his back from your movements, you’d take a quick whiff and get wet simply from how good he smelled.

he brings two rough hands towards your waist again before nipping at your neck. “show me how messy you can really get then, princess,” he utters in a low tone. you felt your cunt throb at his words, the way he delivered it. the raspiness that hid underneath it and all. you whined, feeling yourself building up.

oh, the build up of it all.

it had you weak. by this point, your walls were being dragged through and through. you had so much leverage in this current position, although you couldn’t see his face — you’d bet money he had the biggest smug expression imaginable.

hakari always loved your tempo, it wasn’t too fast or too slow. it was just right.

he’s nearly out of breath himself, but he keeps composure. unlike you, you were just about ready to burst. the entire angle of it all too, he reached so deep. his rounded tip lightly thrashed against your cunt each bounce you made. you rode him until this current point to where your knees were just about going limp. not so much your knees but the entirety of your cute thighs.

he likes to trail a finger down the outline of your back while you ride him. with this view, he enjoys this glimpse — your tense back muscles lightly moving in the same motion of your thrusts against him. with a sly lip bite, he drags a hand between your legs again.

“come on girl, don’t hide those moans from me.” he’d purr against your ear, and he consciously makes you slow down with an arm wrapping around your waist. hakari’s body heat that radiated on you made you ten times more coddled up in your own warmth. with his fat tip brushing against your g-spot, you whimpered before feeling a sudden gush.

he was stuffed deep into your cunt, and the moment you squirt it was so lewd. a salacious experience everything, it was a lot. you were ten times more embarrassed now, feeling yourself dampen him even more with your slick arousal.

“k-kari,” you’d huff out, and the sensation was indescribable. he pauses for a moment before nipping against at your neck. “oh my godddd.”

“such a messy girl i got here,” he’d whisper in a husky voice — two lengthy fingers going straight towards your slit. with his dick still hidden inside of your folds, he pulls out and watches the mess pour right onto him. “good girl,” he huffs out, watching your entire body tremble as a response. the orgasm made you swallow thickly, yet you craved more. hakari skims his fingers on the outside part of your pussy before spreading it open with a sly smile. “a bit too messy though. should make ya clean my lap up with that pretty tongue of yours.”

[cloroxart]

Drew that one trend but with Kirara and Hakari 😋