vrypto!

average smut fic writer bby<33 gojo's wifey!🫶🫶

[vryptovax]

“ hello, i'm vrypto! ”

dont want to use a stage name? call me julie!

twenty . jjk fanfic writer . she/her . xtra cunty . bites back . bites harder . hottest bitch in the psych ward . mdni . primadonna girl . reqs open . baddies are in the perm taglist . sabrina carpenter fan girly . taurus.

“ i get wet at the thought of you ! ”

masterlist!

[vryptovax]

its my birthday!

[duxtch]

warning ladies !! do not spit in gojo’s mouth unless you’re ready for him to nut instantly!

“c’mon baby,” he whines, voice all breathy and cocky, his blue eyes sparkling looking greedy. “i’ve been good. spit in my mouth, please?”

you laugh, because this six-foot-whatever menace who can literally warp reality is pouting like a brat because he wants your spit.

“you’re so fucking weird, toru.”

“you are weird,” he corrects instantly, tongue already poking out a little. “now c’mon.... i’m dying here. my dick’s so hard it’s bout to file a complaint.”

you roll your eyes but lean in anyway, gripping his jaw with one hand, thumb pressing into the soft skin just under his bottom lip. he opens wider, eyes half-lidded, that signature gojo smirk twitching at the corners because he knows exactly how nasty this is.

you gather it slow on purpose, letting him watch, then spit directly onto his waiting tongue. thick, warm, right in the center.

the sound he makes is downright criminal. a broken little moan-groan that vibrates straight through his chest and into yours.

“fuck— again,” he gasps, “do it again. spit like you mean it.”

you do it again, messier this time, letting some of it miss and drip down his chin. he doesn’t even wipe it. just lets it slide while his eyes roll back.

“you’re actually getting off on this, huh?” you tease, grinding down slow on the massive bulge straining against the fabric. “big bad strongest and all it takes is a little spit to make you stupid?”

“shut up and degrade me properly,” he whines, but he’s grinning like an idiot, tongue still out. “call me a nasty little slut or sum. i’m literally leaking for you right now.”

you laugh again, i mean you can’t help it. before you do the request, you reach down and shove his sweats just low enough to free him. he’s flushed dark at the tip, already dripping down the shaft.

“open wider, pretty boy.”

he obeys instantly, loving every second of being absolutely humiliated by you.

you spit again, then lean down and lick into his mouth, tasting yourself on his tongue while you sink down onto his cock.

satoru’s whole body shudders. he moans into your mouth, hands scrambling on your hips, already babbling.

“more!! fuck— spit on me while you ride me. please baby i’ll do anything. i’ll buy you a country. i’ll cancel infinity for the rest of the night. just keep spitting in my fucking mouth—”

“shush it toru ~~~”

more subby!gojo?

[sadisticslut666]

Choso whimpers so loud

It’s embarrassing, really. The walls in the dorms at Jujutsu High are thin as hell, and everyone knows it. You told him to keep it down tonight even pressed your palm over his mouth the first time he started whimpering. But the second you sank down on his cock, all that self-control evaporated.

Choso’s eyes roll back that instant, “F-fuck—ngh— ahh—!” His hips twitch up involuntarily as your walls clench around him. He’s so deep like this, thick cock stretching you open.

You lean down, lips brushing his ear. “Choso, baby… quieter,” you whisper, even as you roll your hips again,

He shakes his head frantically, black hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. “C-can’t—ahh—you feel too good—nghh!” The moan that follows is downright pornographic, loud enough that you’re pretty sure Satoru’s room is right down the hall and he’s definitely hearing every single second of this.

Choso’s face is flushed dark red, eyes half-lidded and glassy, tears already clinging to his lashes. Every time you clench around his thick cock he lets out another whimper. “Shit—Choso—Shut up,” you whisper as you slap a hand over his mouth, but he just moans louder against your palm.

His hips jerk up involuntarily, fucking into you with shallow, needy thrusts that make the bed creak. “Mmmph—please—don’t stop—” he mumbles against your fingers, voice muffled but still way too loud. You feel his cock throb hard inside you, already leaking, already so close even though you’ve barely started.

You ride him harder, grinding down in tight circles, trying to keep your own moans quiet while you shush him. “Shh—shh, baby, quiet—fuck, you gotta be quiet—” But it’s useless. The whimper that comes out of him this time is even louder, cracking high and pretty as his thrusts meet yours

You pry one hand off his mouth just long enough to grab a pillow and shove it over his face. “Bite this,” you whisper urgently, bouncing faster, the wet slap of skin on skin still echoing way too clearly in the tiny room. “Come on, Choso, muffle it—”

He obeys for half a second—teeth sinking into the fabric with a desperate groan—but then you clench around him again and the pillow does nothing. “Ahh—nghh—can’t—too good—hah—!”

His thighs tremble underneath you, hips snapping up harder as he gets closer. You can feel him pulsing, “Choso—quiet—fuck, they’re gonna hear you—”

Too late.

Choso’s whole body seizes, back arching hard as he cums so loud the pillow is fuckin’ useless. He keeps whimpering through every pulse with little “ah—ah—ah—” sounds that get louder instead of quieter as his hips jerk up in sloppy thrusts.

You finally lift the pillow from his mouth and he immediately lets out one last weak, satisfied whine, nuzzling into your neck

You were both so fucked.

Choso whimpers so loud… and the whole damn dorm probably just heard exactly how good you make him feel.

a/n: hnghh I feel like a horny slut on my period damnnit

[vryptovax]

"why do you write about stoners so much" maybe because im a stoner? maybe because im a big fat fucking chud stoner? maybe because if i dont smoke ill cry and have a headache?

[vryptovax]

my best friends brother is the one for me🧐🧐

idk but i’m so glad we bond over victorious like holy hell ilysm😽

AWWW ILYT YES YES VICTORIOUS WAS MY FAVORITE SHOW ON NICKELODEON

[vryptovax]

PLEASE write a oneshot where f!reader and satoru gojo are super close friends and share deep mutual attraction for one another but are too scared to admit it and one day when they r out w/ the students eating, the students lace their drinks with aphrodisiacs and so satoru and the reader try acting normal but once they realize they have been laced they leave together to go back to his place and they admit their love and they fuck the drug out iykyk 🥺🙏

i like the idea of making a fic with aphrodisiac usage, but not where reader and satoru get laced. maybe something like.. reader or satoru have a roommate and they try stealing their roommates food not knowing it's the roommates "special" food.. dosent have to be that exact scenario obviously lmao but just something without non-con drugging.

[vryptovax]

hello hi guys which drabble would you guys like me to post? bc i have three ideas i cant choose between..

choose...

fratjo x bratty!reader

while fucking toji ur daddy issues come alive..

plug!choso x reader

Voting ended onMar 19

[yujisdreamgirl]

bf nerdjo texts. art by yinartss & thatsallitchief

[toruuholic]

18+ mean!nerdjo letting his bimbo girl ride ( 2 )

the dorm is dim, just the blue glow of satoru’s blue nintendo switch lite washing over his stupidly pretty face as he leans back further against the headboard, while you straddle his lap on his bed. your thighs burn in the best way, slick little sounds filling the room every time you drop down onto his cock again.

he doesn’t even look up.

just keeps mashing buttons, tongue poking the corner of his mouth and brows furrowed in concentration like he’s about to beat a boss instead of getting the ride of his life.

you whine, nails digging into his shoulders through his thin hoodie. “toruuu… look at meeee…”

he hums, lazy, one hand leaving the console for just a second to give your thigh a pat. “mhm. in a sec. this level’s kicking my ass.”

you pout, rolling your hips slower, deeper, trying to make him feel it. your pretty tits bounce under the cropped baby tee with every lift and drop, nipples hard and poking through the thin fabric right in his line of sight if he’d just look.

but nooo. he tilts the switch a little, squinting at the screen.

“god, you’re so annoying,” he mutters, but his voice is rougher now, breath hitching when you clench down hard on purpose. “can’t even let a guy play in peace. always gotta be such a needy little cockslut about it.”

you gasp, half-offended, half-soaked at the way he says it so casually. “i’m—ngh—i’m doing all the work here!”

“yeah?” he finally flicks his eyes up—just for a second—blue gaze dragging over your flushed cheeks, your glossy lips parted from your whiny ah-ah-ah’s, the way your skirt’s bunched around your waist and your thong’s shoved to the side. then he looks right back at the screen. “then keep doing it. i’m busy.”

asshole.

beautiful, thick-dicked asshole.

you huff, but it turns into another moan when you slam down harder, taking him to the hilt. his cock jumps inside you, fat and hot and stretching you so so perfectly you see stars. your hands slide up the soft fabric of his hoodie to brace on his chest, his heartbeat thumping fast under your palm, even though his face stays annoyingly neutral as he keeps playing that stupid game.

“bet you’re close already,” he drawls without looking, thumbs still flying over the buttons. “always so easy to get you there when you get to bounce on it like this. pathetic.”

“‘m not pathetic,” you whimper, but your rhythm’s getting sloppier, hips stuttering because he’s right—you’re dripping down his balls, thighs shaking, that sweet coil in your tummy winding tighter with every mean word. you can complain all you want, but he knows you’re right where you wanna be.

he snorts. “sure you’re not. look at you—riding me like it’s your job while i ignore you. bet you’d come just from me telling you how much of an airheaded slut you are.”

you sob out a broken little sound, bouncing faster, chasing it. “satoruuu—please look at me—wanna- mmh! wanna see your face when i—”

“quiet,” he snaps, sharp enough to make you clench. “you’re gonna make me lose this boss fight.”

his hips twitch up—just once and completely involuntary—and he curses under his breath. your clenching somehow made his thumb slip, the switch screen flashing game over! in bright red.

he doesn’t toss it. just sighs like it’s your fault, fixes his glasses a little, and adjusts his grip on the console, and restarts the level without a word.

you’re still bouncing, still trembling, still so close it hurts, but he doesn’t grab your hips. doesn’t fuck up into you like he knows you want him to. doesn’t even acknowledge that you’re literally gushing around his cock right now.

instead he mutters, “keep going if you want. i’m not helping you finish, princess. earn it since you wanted this so bad.”

your whine is pathetic, high and needy, but you do—hips rolling faster, clit grinding against his pelvis on every downstroke, chasing that edge while he pretends you’re background noise.

“a-ah, toru—!” you gasp, voice cracking.

“shh,” he says, not even glancing up as he lifts his hand just enough to yank your face down and bury it into his shoulder. “concentrating.”

you shatter anyway, because how could you not? a high, sweet cry muffled into his hoodie as you come hard, fluttering and soaking him, thighs quivering so bad you almost lose your rhythm.

he lets out a low, amused hum when he feels it, cock throbbing once inside you like he’s enjoying the show without committing to it.

you keep rocking through the aftershocks, slow and sloppy now, until he finally exhales through his nose and—still staring at the screen—mutters,

“cute. now be quiet so i can actually beat this.”

you collapse forward against his chest, panting, sweaty, still stuffed full of him and leaking everywhere.

he doesn’t pet your hair. doesn’t hold you. just keeps playing, one hand lazily resting on your lower back like an afterthought.

you nuzzle into his neck anyway, all soft and gooey and stupidly happy even though he’s the biggest dick alive.

“mean,” you mumble against his skin.

“yeah,” he replies, not missing a beat on the buttons. “and you’re still here.”

[vryptovax]

18+ | your best friends brother satoru is kinda fine.. (crine this reminds me of that one victorious song) | requested by this anon! utahime and satoru are siblings in this au, gojohime shippers do not get mad at me i just like them better as siblings than partners 💔✌️

you and utahime had been best friends ever since you were little kids. back in elementary school you guys would play together during recess, cause mayhem, and have sleepovers together.

and growing up, you never really thought of anything of her older brother satoru. he would pester you guys for a laugh, crash the sleepover like it was what he was born to do, and get screamed at by utahime.

i mean, sure. he was 6''3, had gorgeous blue eyes, a six pack paired with biceps—which you saw whenever hed walk around shirtless, hence getting yelled at by utahime, the most sexiest smile and grin you've ever seen in a man, and a voice that sounded like velvet...

but you were not attracted to him. and you were definitely not crushing on him either! you cant just date your best friend's brother, there's probably some rule in girl code about that..

so whenever you'd go to her house, you'd laugh at his stupid jokes, laugh when utahime crashed out, and advert your gaze and clench your thighs together whenever he'd look at you in that way he always does..

but now, here you were. at a sleepover at utahime's house to see her for the last time before going off to university. the night had been super fun, but utahime was asleep with drool on her pillow while you were wide awake.

you went out to her upstairs balcony, just to get some air. the whole day had been very emotional..

"you're really leaving, huh?" a quiet voice from behind you rang out, startling you. you turned around and saw satoru. oh. oh.

"yeah.." you replied, somberly looking back out to the view of the night sky. he pulled out and lit a cigarette, going over to smoke it over the ledge right next to you, making your heart race.

"its a shame, y'know? me and you never really got to become friends. utahime hogged you all to herself.." he said with a huff of laughter, you just awkwardly chuckled with a "yeah" and looked away from him with widened eyes.

and as you turned back to look at him again, he was closer than before with his eyes locked onto yours. your breath hitched, and without a second thought he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

"satoru.."

"y/n.."

before either of you could blink, he was on you.

his knees caged you in against the stone ledge while his hands cupped your breasts as you and him sloppily made out, both of your tongues practically fighting for dominance as your hands moved to the nape of his neck, then up to his hair.

as your fingers tangled in his white snowy locks he groaned into your mouth, he pulled back with a strand of saliva still connecting you to eachother. his lips moved to your neck, sucking and nipping at the sensitive flesh while his hands kneaded and massaged your soft boobs.

you whimpered as he toyed with your neck and your breasts, he grinned against your neck as he rasped out "impatient, much?" against your skin, which only made you whimper again.

he pulled away from your neck, the cold wind outside blowing against the saliva covering your skin made a chill go down your spine.

"its cold out here.. i think ive got a heater in my bedroom, if you're interested.." satoru said with a smirk, knowing damn well he has you wrapped around your finger.

you know damn well he aint got no heater.

but of course you still follow him to his room anyways. quietly, of course. cant risk waking up utahime.

he shuts the door behind you both, you and him immediately started stripping. the sight of his gorgeous body as he peeled his shirt off made your mouth water and your pussy drip.

he immediately grabbed you and pinned you down to his mattress, the only articles of clothing covering you were your bra and panties, satoru did already like this view but he'd rather see you bare and naked.

he unclasped your pretty lace bra and threw it to the ground, his hands moving to your tits as he moved up and motorboated you with a loud "brrrrr" which made you squeal and giggle at the same time. "satoru you fucking freak!"

he pulled back with a stupid smirk, "finally got to do that, it was on my bucket list if you didnt know." he beamed, you just shook your head with an exasperated look on your face. "you're such an idiot." you said while trying to fight off the smile appearing on your face.

and before both of you knew it, he was balls deep inside of your sopping went cunt.

"oh my gooood!.. toru-! you're so big!.."

he slapped his hand against your lips, "shh, you'll wake utahime."

you whined against his palm, shutting your eyes tight as tears of pleasure and overstimulation prickled at the corners of your eyes.

after a few more seconds of adjusting, he started moving. slow and deep, he hit your g spot with every thrust. how is this man so skilled??

you moaned like a slut against his palm, already cock drunk and you two barely even started.

his pace got faster and greedier, groans escaping him with every roll of his hips. he whispered filthy things in your ear, only making you clench tighter around his girthy cock.

"taking me so well.. such a little slut, arent you?"

you would never let another man speak to you like that, but for satoru?.. if he said you were a slut, then you were a slut. anything for him.

his thumb went down to circle your puffy and throbbing clit, and that sent you over the edge. you clenched around him so tight it hurt as you came with a muffled scream.

even as he came inside you, you were still clenched tight around him, milking him completely dry.

he pulled out, cum all over the sheets. he collapsed next to you as you both panted like you both ran a marathon.

when his breathing slowed down, he propped himself up on his elbow as he peered down in your fucked out eyes.

"im sad you're leaving.." he murmured, he sounded vulnerable. not in a post-nut clarity kind of vulnerable, like his emotions he usually keeps hidden kind of vulnerable. or possibly a mix of both.

"im sad too.. but this is my dream school.." you whispered, looking up at him. he huffed, "i know.. will you miss me?"

"of course i will.." you replied. how could you not miss him?

"im sad we never got to date.." he confessed to you.

"maybe we still can.." you mumbled, he smiled and fell back down on the bed next to you, finding your hand and lacing your fingers together.

the air was soft, romantic. something you've longed for.

until...

utahime barged in, her eyes widening beyond oblivion as she saw you both.

"what the hell is going on?!"

shit.

TAGLIST: (OPEN) @nerdy-beez @nyxiedreams @valberryboos @carinemylove @btsinthesoop @whorishminds @anonymous123sm @lovecorecurse

[jackiefour]

Okay, so according to this post, @staff says they're listening to us, so...

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[vryptovax]

Gojo and Uthamie are NOT related- they literally get married don’t be weird

no they dont bro 💔💔 its ok to ship them idgaf but they arent canonically together, stop harassing people who dont ship your ships.

[vryptovax]

it is CANON that Gojo and I uthamie are a COUPLE and get MARRIED. It’s SHOWN in the manga and anime.

dont mess with jjk fans they dont know what they're talking about

they are not canon, if you ship them then cool. good for you. but stop harassing people who dont ship it.

[vryptovax]

it is CANON Gojo and utahime are NOT siblings.

It’s SHOWN in the manga and anime.

i am AWARE they are NOT siblings

ive READ the MANGA and seen that it isnt CANON do you know what an ALTERNATE UNIVERSE means?

[vryptovax]

this song used to play on loops in my house😜

OH THEN YOU KNOW PEAK.

[vryptovax]

18+ | your best friends brother satoru is kinda fine.. (crine this reminds me of that one victorious song) | requested by this anon! utahime and satoru are siblings in this au, gojohime shippers do not get mad at me i just like them better as siblings than partners 💔✌️

you and utahime had been best friends ever since you were little kids. back in elementary school you guys would play together during recess, cause mayhem, and have sleepovers together.

and growing up, you never really thought of anything of her older brother satoru. he would pester you guys for a laugh, crash the sleepover like it was what he was born to do, and get screamed at by utahime.

i mean, sure. he was 6''3, had gorgeous blue eyes, a six pack paired with biceps—which you saw whenever hed walk around shirtless, hence getting yelled at by utahime, the most sexiest smile and grin you've ever seen in a man, and a voice that sounded like velvet...

but you were not attracted to him. and you were definitely not crushing on him either! you cant just date your best friend's brother, there's probably some rule in girl code about that..

so whenever you'd go to her house, you'd laugh at his stupid jokes, laugh when utahime crashed out, and advert your gaze and clench your thighs together whenever he'd look at you in that way he always does..

but now, here you were. at a sleepover at utahime's house to see her for the last time before going off to university. the night had been super fun, but utahime was asleep with drool on her pillow while you were wide awake.

you went out to her upstairs balcony, just to get some air. the whole day had been very emotional..

"you're really leaving, huh?" a quiet voice from behind you rang out, startling you. you turned around and saw satoru. oh. oh.

"yeah.." you replied, somberly looking back out to the view of the night sky. he pulled out and lit a cigarette, going over to smoke it over the ledge right next to you, making your heart race.

"its a shame, y'know? me and you never really got to become friends. utahime hogged you all to herself.." he said with a huff of laughter, you just awkwardly chuckled with a "yeah" and looked away from him with widened eyes.

and as you turned back to look at him again, he was closer than before with his eyes locked onto yours. your breath hitched, and without a second thought he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

"satoru.."

"y/n.."

before either of you could blink, he was on you.

his knees caged you in against the stone ledge while his hands cupped your breasts as you and him sloppily made out, both of your tongues practically fighting for dominance as your hands moved to the nape of his neck, then up to his hair.

as your fingers tangled in his white snowy locks he groaned into your mouth, he pulled back with a strand of saliva still connecting you to eachother. his lips moved to your neck, sucking and nipping at the sensitive flesh while his hands kneaded and massaged your soft boobs.

you whimpered as he toyed with your neck and your breasts, he grinned against your neck as he rasped out "impatient, much?" against your skin, which only made you whimper again.

he pulled away from your neck, the cold wind outside blowing against the saliva covering your skin made a chill go down your spine.

"its cold out here.. i think ive got a heater in my bedroom, if you're interested.." satoru said with a smirk, knowing damn well he has you wrapped around your finger.

you know damn well he aint got no heater.

but of course you still follow him to his room anyways. quietly, of course. cant risk waking up utahime.

he shuts the door behind you both, you and him immediately started stripping. the sight of his gorgeous body as he peeled his shirt off made your mouth water and your pussy drip.

he immediately grabbed you and pinned you down to his mattress, the only articles of clothing covering you were your bra and panties, satoru did already like this view but he'd rather see you bare and naked.

he unclasped your pretty lace bra and threw it to the ground, his hands moving to your tits as he moved up and motorboated you with a loud "brrrrr" which made you squeal and giggle at the same time. "satoru you fucking freak!"

he pulled back with a stupid smirk, "finally got to do that, it was on my bucket list if you didnt know." he beamed, you just shook your head with an exasperated look on your face. "you're such an idiot." you said while trying to fight off the smile appearing on your face.

and before both of you knew it, he was balls deep inside of your sopping went cunt.

"oh my gooood!.. toru-! you're so big!.."

he slapped his hand against your lips, "shh, you'll wake utahime."

you whined against his palm, shutting your eyes tight as tears of pleasure and overstimulation prickled at the corners of your eyes.

after a few more seconds of adjusting, he started moving. slow and deep, he hit your g spot with every thrust. how is this man so skilled??

you moaned like a slut against his palm, already cock drunk and you two barely even started.

his pace got faster and greedier, groans escaping him with every roll of his hips. he whispered filthy things in your ear, only making you clench tighter around his girthy cock.

"taking me so well.. such a little slut, arent you?"

you would never let another man speak to you like that, but for satoru?.. if he said you were a slut, then you were a slut. anything for him.

his thumb went down to circle your puffy and throbbing clit, and that sent you over the edge. you clenched around him so tight it hurt as you came with a muffled scream.

even as he came inside you, you were still clenched tight around him, milking him completely dry.

he pulled out, cum all over the sheets. he collapsed next to you as you both panted like you both ran a marathon.

when his breathing slowed down, he propped himself up on his elbow as he peered down in your fucked out eyes.

"im sad you're leaving.." he murmured, he sounded vulnerable. not in a post-nut clarity kind of vulnerable, like his emotions he usually keeps hidden kind of vulnerable. or possibly a mix of both.

"im sad too.. but this is my dream school.." you whispered, looking up at him. he huffed, "i know.. will you miss me?"

"of course i will.." you replied. how could you not miss him?

"im sad we never got to date.." he confessed to you.

"maybe we still can.." you mumbled, he smiled and fell back down on the bed next to you, finding your hand and lacing your fingers together.

the air was soft, romantic. something you've longed for.

until...

utahime barged in, her eyes widening beyond oblivion as she saw you both.

"what the hell is going on?!"

shit.

TAGLIST: (OPEN) @nerdy-beez @nyxiedreams @valberryboos @carinemylove @btsinthesoop @whorishminds @anonymous123sm @lovecorecurse