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Saber, she/they. circa 2000, scorpio.
“you cryin?”
currently hyperfixating on jujutsu kaisen.
fair warnings: this blog contains dark content, all of which is strictly 18+. MDNI.
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i’m still here, just lack of motivation to write 🫶
Sl*t Me Out!
Synopsis. Sometimes, it’s so good that you can’t help but run away from it. Sometimes, he just can’t stop.
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, unprotected, really needy boys, creampíe, exhíbitionism (Nanami’s), bréeding, rough séx, cúmplay, pússyslappíng (Geto’s), breaking the bed, true form Sukuna, dp, o deníal (Choso’s), overstím, finger suckíng, pet names, swearing.
Word count. 4.8k
A/N. *Smooches your forehead* Have a good day.
♡ TOJI FUSHIGURO - Break (you)
“You’re hah- lucky I caught you in bed, doll.” Toji pants into your open mouth. Lazily pulling aside your sopping wet pajama pants to greedily eye the mess of slick. The way your puffy folds were bulging and struggling to take him, “You’ve got no idea.”
You’re gasping as he reels back to spit, once. Twice. The steady stream of saliva hitting your sloppy hole straight on, feeling anything but lucky with how mean his fat tip was hitting your cervix. Over and over. “L-lucky?”
And oh, Toji could feel your gummy walls clenching around him like nothing before, that flimsy little outfit of yours sure to have him snapping sooner rather than later.
“Mhmm…” he hums, nosing at your neck. Finger curling tightly around your shorts - as if to tear. To break. “Sooo fuckin’-” The sharp rip of fabric echoing in your hazy brain, just in time with the loud slam! of Toji’s hand down on the creaking headboard. “-lucky.”
Crack!
“Shit.”
if you don’t want me at my toge inumaki fluff scenarios, you shouldn’t have me at my gojo fucking obliterates your pussy hole until your beating his chest to unhand you scenarios
gojo loves to use your own toys on you.
for some reason, watching you desperately squeeze and shiver around the vibrating toy in your cunt made him feel like he was feral. he had so much control over your body and pleasure, and it’s something that hits him straight in the ego.
“satoru,” you’d be panting, fingers gripping the sheets as you obeyed his earlier threat to move your hands away from your stimulated pussy. your eyes were begging him, eyebrows upturned and mouth parted.
he swore he’d never see anything this beautiful again as he’s positioned between your legs, upright and looking down at you as his hand slowly, tauntingly dragged the buzzing vibrator in and out of your wet cavern. “shhh, pretty… can you see how wet you are for me?” he’d smile, purposely hooking his thumb to rub circles on your clit in a teasing fashion. instinctively, your back would arch and he’d note how your tits jiggled with every squirm.
“no? then just hear yourself.” satoru leaned over your form, spreading your legs wider as he placed a lazy kiss to your forehead. you squealed when he applied pressure to a button on the toy, causing it to start vibrating heavier. he’d give a soft chuckle before he continued his actions more fluidly, finding a perfect rhythm.
he began to kiss down your chest, nipping and dragging his wet tongue along your stomach before he made it to your mound. his teeth caught on his lip as he watched your clit twitch and your hips chase his thrusting dildo. he couldn’t resist, leaning in to give an experimental lick to your sensitive nub.
“ah! satoru-“
“shut up, you don’t know what it’s like watching you,” he mumbled quickly before giving a gentle suck.
you felt insane. his lips attacking your clit while his hand is pushing a sex toy in and out of you. it was so much at once, you couldn’t help your eyes rolling back as you reached down to lightly thread through and pull his white strands of hair. his free hand helped to pull one side of your pussy, opening your hole just a bit more to slide it in. when you gasped, starting to whine, you felt his lips smirk against your clit as he retracted.
“mm, right there?” he asked you rhetorically, tongue flicking against you as his hand started to thrust the vibrator at a slight upward angle, just like how you know his cock does.
“yes! yeah right there, right there,” you cooed, hips lifting off the bed to chase his mouth.
you heard him chuckle. “oh yeah?”
that’s when he’d give a light growl, tongue flattening against your clit and giving a rough lick before he’s closing his lips around it, giving it a few soft, sloppy sucks while he continued to abuse your pussy with the toy. “too much,” you started to cry, hands now weakly pushing at his forehead. “w-want your cock, satoru..”
“ssshhhh….” is all he’d say. you had to stop him. you had to stop him before you came— “OH FUCK!” you yelled, when satoru finally looped that free hand around your thigh, pulling you as physically close as possible as you began to ride his face and the dildo, chasing a high that resulted in spots of slick covering the lower half of gojo’s face. he let you ride it out, eating every drop that tickled his tongue, the buzzing of the vibrator only heightening the sensation. he only hummed, pulling away slowly before turning off the vibrator and letting it sit for a second.
he looked at your fucked-out form, hands sliding against the sheets aimlessly and eyes trying to find focus on him. he slowly pulled it out, watching the little breaths leave your mouth. “hey beautiful,” he whispered, sliding his full-clothed body next to yours.
he used a soft finger, turning your head to face him so you had some direction. “did we like that?” he whispered, knowing the answer. a heavy chuckle left him when you nodded, warm body finding the strength (with his help) to turn to your side and cuddle against him.
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itadori is annoying.
he was always kicking the back of your seat while trying to relax, resulting in a huff and glare over your shoulder. “sorry, sorry..” he’d raise his hands with an apologetic expression, cheeks turning a slight shade of red.
he loved seeing your eyes glance back at him.
school came easy to you. everything you were taught, you enjoyed learning about. gojo-sensei was goofy, but he was a good guy who believed throwing you to the wolves is the best way to learn.
yuji would often tap on the back of your shoulder, trying to capture your attention every chance he got to ask you for an answer, which you’d always give to get him off your back. itadori saw your sigh every time he’d give a familiar grunt of confusion. you knew what he was about to do.
it happened 3 times each class. he wants to hear your voice.
during training, yuji would never take it easy on you. he knew you were an extremely talented sorcerer, and never wanted to discredit that. still, it always made him feel extra proud when he managed to overpower you and take you to the ground. it only took about thirty seconds, but he’s incredibly inhuman. he’d help you up and help dust your back off, remaining respect - he’s a good boy.
he just really wanted to touch you.
his music is always incredibly too loud. he’d only ever have the balls to play it like that when megumi was away, usually late at night. it would have you banging on the door, causing it to be quiet and for itadori to poke his head out. “hm? oh hey! you’re up late!” he’d smile, ignoring the grumpy expression you have.
“because of you. can you turn it down, yuji?” he would say he was sorry sincerely, and promise to not play it after 10pm.
“would you like a glass of milk to help you sleep?” he would ask you. that’s how your sleepy form would then overwash you. you feel so relaxed and peaceful until a thumb swipes your lip softly, and you open your eyes to see him reading your expression.
before you knew it, you both were angling your heads and giving a series of shy, sweet pecks before he risked it all, deepening the passion you both were sharing.
he wanted to taste you.
months would pass and itadori would still be annoying.
but in a different way. this time he was protective. but not because he thought you couldn’t handle things by yourself, but because if anything were to go wrong, he’d blame himself for not doing better.
so he’d be distracted often, wanting to make sure you’re okay before he continues his missions.
you found this adorable obnoxious.
he clung to you like a puppy when the class was traveling. on the train, he’d be right next to you. headphones in, arm over your shoulder. at the mall, he’d try to encourage you to pick any item you want and he’d buy it. you always refused, but the nagging and the shoes being shoved in your face was too much. you decided on a perfume. he was so grateful. now every time you wore it, he would recognize the scent as something he bought for you.
possessive? no, he loved to smell you come around the corner in something he purchased.
itadori would love to just look at you. and overtime, you loved to look at him too. you’d be forced to giggle when you noticed you both looked up at the same time, causing him to grin and bunch his nose at you playfully.
he told you he loved you first. on the training field. he had once again taken you to the ground, leaning above you with that same cute smile he wore. only this time, you noticed it was relaxed, and softer. your breathing matched his, heavy and spent. nobody knew what was said when he leaned down next to your ear.
they only saw you freeze and look at him as if he put the stars in the sky. he wasn’t bothered about a response.
one of these days you’ll catch the feeling back. but itadori fell hard, and quick.
he only wanted you to feel him.
poor itadori.
he had been oblivious to the way you sat waiting for him to poke you on the shoulder. you’d smile to yourself for a split second before spinning around to give him the answer. how silly you were letting him trick you. he’d already finished his paper by the time he started asking you question.
or the way you blushed when he had you pinned to the ground after defeating you in a fight. you knew his go-to landing, and you played into it every time. matches were quick and easy because you wanted them to be. crazy that he knew it.
you wouldn’t change your perfume either. truthfully, you’d only apply extra before entering the same room as him in an attempt to get him to notice. so the proud smirk he wore during class was everlasting, making you feel wholesome that he felt so comfortable with having you smell good.
itadori was annoying. such a shame he’s an angel.
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inumaki has a talent for making you nervous. in a sweet way.
he loves to touch you and watch the way you react. he can’t do much with words, so the psychical route is his favorite way to let you know he loves you.
it could be anywhere, getting ice cream or taking a walk with him. with you being as distracted as you are, toge tries to keep you from going astray by touching the small of your back, carefully guiding you through crowds or changing direction. the touch itself would have you biting your lip and avoiding looking at him. it would be such an ego boost for him to see you nervous, yet moving to walk closer to him for protection and guidance.
or when you’re feeling a little frustrated because of schooling or training, so he’d lean inches from your face with a flirty glint in his violet eyes, and place a gentle hand on your cheek.
toge would watch your glassy eyes meet his before he uses a few seconds to stroke your cheek with his thumb. a subtle reassurance. he refrained from smiling when he knows you’re entranced.
even when you’re with your classmates, inumaki was always right next to you. if anybody were to be standing between you, he would move himself to squeeze right beside you and stand shoulder-to-shoulder.
in private, he’s a sucker for cuddling. when you’re making your preference of hot beverage, he loves to slip his arms around your waist from behind and kiss the spot behind your ear.
you could feel him smile against your hair when he noticed you pause your stirring, a chill running through you. then he’d just slip away after a few seconds as you began to stir, slower this time.
when you’re training with him, don’t think he takes it easy on you. he’s pretty powerful when it comes to sparring, and it often ends with you landing on the ground, exhausted. that’s okay, all the more reason for him to carry you back to your dorm even though you insisted you could walk.
“bonito flakes,” he would deny you.
in other words, he’s a baby who loves to baby you. muah.
Osamu “wants to be all up in your face as you cum” Dazai.
cw: overstimulation, fingering
everybody knows. and i mean everyone.
mans got them pretty hands. he knows he has pretty hands. the long slender fingers with the most beautiful nail beds attached. despite popular believe, dazai prides himself on nail care (he won’t admit it).
his favorite, was feeling them pad and massage your gummy walls while you’re splayed on your back, clad in a thin tank top and a pair of panties slipped to the side. your face was bunched in a helpless little cry when you looked down, watching his index and middle finger to rub your clit for a moment, before disappearing behind her your mound and slipping into you once more.
you wouldn’t be able to state for long though, because you felt dazai’s lips attach to your ear as he was lied next to you on his side. “look at me when you cum, sweetheart,” he whispered, words dragging as he slowed the pace of his fingers, waiting for a response.
he pulled up just slightly, only inches from your pleading, tearful eyes as he wore that usual smirk on his face. he bit his bottom lip just slightly when he heard that wine from your soft lips. “hm? can you do that?” he examined your face, watching every bit of you move to his fingers quickening their pace inside of you. your breath hitched and you thought you were about to choke, but with one more inhale you managed to beg him with “please, anything you want, anything you want, osamu.”
you let out a sob, staring into his deep brown eyes that were tinted with high amusement and arousal. “okay, my pretty baby… look at me…” your eyes tried to focus on his orbs, but your eyelids threatened to close. you fought the urge as you came, dazai’s fingers now thrusting so hard to bump your clit with his palm every time.
“mmm… more, more..” he lost his smirk, hunger now coating his eyes when he licked his lips, fingers pulling out after your intense back-arching orgasm. he didn’t pull away completely now, contact was still made as simply used his hand to rub your pussy, massaging your sensitive clit as he watched you twitch and push half-heartedly at his chest. “come on, bella ~ you know the rules…”
youre so right! Gojo definitely is subby as well as a soft dom.
he definitely has a thing for calling his yn ‘mommy’ ⁄(⁄ ⁄ ⁄ω⁄ ⁄ ⁄)⁄
okay, i personally think he’s a switch.
but, YES - however i feel like he’s the type to say it on accident the first time. he’s just squeezing your waist with his large hands as he’s guiding you on his length. sweat beads trailing down his neck that was leaned back against the headboard.
the rapid pace of him BASICALLY using you as a fucktoy, his strength incredible as he starts to fuck up into you. “MMM—!! MOMMY~~~” he cries out, blue eyes squinted shut and lips parted, heavy breaths coming down.
don’t get me started on when he knows he’s about to cum, and his arms wrap around your waist and he’s buried face-deep in your chest, his hard chest trembling as he lets out a strangled, muffled cry, the peak of his orgasm has him saying “mommy mommy mommy.. ungh~ uuhhnnn…” as you squeeze him, milking him practically dry.
i love this man pls
i can’t even lie i’m such an inumaki fangirl and have been for like two years but never have anywhere to talk about it 👁️👄👁️
“PLEASE, please.”
you swore you heard satoru’s pleads shudder, his voice trembling. you move your hand, your free hand (the one not stroking his cock), to his hair. a groan left his lips when you pulled his hair back, his head now flush against the pillow.
“go do research” …. you think i don’t know the guy tatted on the back of my calf and can determine that you can break his ego by calling him “little boy”?
i know gojo 😗🫵
it is a FACT all men are DOMS.
it is CANON gojo is a MAN.
it is CANON gojo is a DOM.
i am also DOM, and i DOM your MOM
hoe
please go do your research on gojos character.
he is 100% a dom in canon. Hes cocky and the creator confirmed he has a god complex. Be fr
i’ll do research on your mommy.
he wasn’t very dom when there was only half of him to go around 🥱 you’re delulu go take a nap.
gojo moans in the middle of your make-out sessions.
he’s a very expressive man. think about it. you’re placed on his lap on the couch, heels and dress still on while you straddle him, clad in his all-black tuxedo.
his large hand is under your chin, gripping your jaw to keep you in place as he licks and sucks whatever his mouth can attach to. every time you tried to grind on him, he’d let out a frustrated, shaky little “h-ha-“ into your mouth and place a hand on your hip to still you. he just wants to taste you. “stay still, pretty girl. i’m not done with my meal yet..” you could feel the vibrations of his words on your lips as he restrained from tilting your head back, towering over you and shoving his tongue into your mouth - but like i said, he restrained.
he wants to play nice with you for now before he shows you what he can really do.
so satoru fell victim to submission most days. he would feel your soft tongue brush and slide against his, and you kept your eyes open just barely to watch his own flutter closed. a little, raspy “mmn~” hummed through his lips as he sucks your bottom lip just slightly.
“do that with your tongue again,” he’d whisper to you, mouth reattaching hungrily before you could answer. shudders ran through his body when you did it, chest huffing out against yours while he trembled.
with just a swipe of your tongue, you could have gojo moaning “please please please please, don’t stop kissing me, come here, god…” while pulling at your clothing, trying everything to keep your mouth on his.