#ᥫ᭡ — fae’s fables

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just a bite. sukuna

౨ৎ — pairing ! ryomen sukuna x reader ౨ৎ — synopsis ! oneshot + sukuna teases reader about her fear of his sharp teeth. ౨ৎ — warnings ! mdni, fem!reader, reader is 18+, heian!sukuna, thoughts of cannibalism, reader is described as smaller than sukuna, suggestive and dark themes, concubine!reader, fainting, reader doesn’t get eaten dw, sukuna wants to devour you but he cares for you too much to do that :) [0.8k] ౨ৎ — notes ! i love him sm ;(

“mmm, i could eat you alive . . .”

you squeaked. “n-no! don’t! won’t taste good, promise!”

caged in his warmth, your dainty hands shoved repeatedly against the wide expanse of the beast’s chest in a feeble attempt at pushing him away.

he chuckled mockingly, low baritone sounding into your flushed ear, body unrelenting against the weak hits to his abdomen and pectorals.

sukuna’s large nose teased around the lobe of soft skin and cartilage before making its way to the plump spheres of your cheeks, trailing downwards to your jawline.

the giant of a man above you hummed in satisfaction, inhaling your sweet scent at the crook of your neck, the aroma of green tea and powdered florals wafting pleasantly into his nostrils.

“i bet you’d taste delightful . . .”

a violent shudder ran down your spine as sharp canines grazed the skin against your jugular vein. fear of being his next meal crept into your thoughts and you wanted to cry out, legs kicking helplessly against him, constricted inside the tight fabric of your kimono.

did he really want to eat you?

your heart cried wildly in your chest, and against all reasoning, you felt like he could hear it thumping against your ribcage as if it wanted to burst through the layers shielding it and offer itself to the king of curses.

the sounds you let out were unintelligible once his pink tongue peaked through his thin lips and licked its way up, the wet muscle leaving trails of saliva against your flesh in their wake.

hmmm, delicious.

shivering under him, he lapped at your neck as if it were a delectable candy that would soon unveil its center, revealing to him the numerous branches assisting in pumping gallons of blood throughout your body that he so desperately wanted to sink his teeth into. his very own special treat.

would you let him? would you let him defile you in such an irreversible way?

the devilish man growled against your throat before you tensed, lips trembling at the mouth suddenly enveloping the chubby flesh of your cheek.

you thrashed wildly in his hold, squirming as his white fangs sank into your skin, but not enough to puncture their way through and leave tiny holes in your beautiful face.

garbled noises left your mouth through plush, parted lips. sukuna kept himself still as you tried to unceremoniously escape from underneath him, two bulky arms grasping your body tightly against his without struggle as he hovered over your small frame, the other two pressed against the soft, white futon beneath you to keep himself above you.

he wondered what you’d do if he took a bite, teeth tearing away at you in chunks. that’s all he needed. just a bite, a single taste.

“n-no more, ‘kuna, please! hnnn—”

he huffed at your plea, sound muffled against the plumpness of your cheek inside his large mouth.

stay still, or i’ll really eat you is what he wanted to say.

but then he stared down at you, noticing how you had squeezed your eyes shut as the tug of his tusks stretched your face.

helpless. afraid. weak.

with a roll of all four of his eyes, he pulled away from you, pointed teeth detaching themselves from your face. his large frame raised up from your body, taking the warmth with him while rivulets of his drool followed, painting across your figure like a canvas.

you whined in discomfort, and sukuna felt himself twitching in his pants at the unkempt sight of you. fear danced in your eyes, breathing heavy, lavish silks of your clothing tousled, and most importantly, the swollen expanse of your cheek, dent marks evident from where he had sunk into.

sukuna sat back and watched you intently with a hungry look in his eyes as you pushed yourself up from your laid-out position on the bedding.

he narrowed his eyes at you and you couldn’t help but squirm under his intense gaze.

“you put up a weak fight.”

you pouted.

“hmph!”, you crossed your arms, turning your head to the side. “it’s not my fault you’re so great in size.”, you mumbled under your breath.

“tch, you calling me fat, woman? such cheek for someone who whimpers like a dog beneath me.”

“no!”, you quickly defended, eyes widening at the fact that he heard your sassy comment. you only received a grunt in response.

there was a beat of silence as you stared at each other before he spoke again.

“there is no need for you to be afraid.”, he muses almost gently.

you turn back to him, guard down, and arms unfolding from your chest—only to have him flash you a scary smile you assumed he thought was reassuring, pearly white fangs glinting from candlelight.

your face paled in fright, all life dwindling from your shaken appearance.

as you fainted, the last thing you saw before your eyelids failed you was sukuna’s wide grin turning into a big, sad frown :(

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pretty. athanasia

౨ৎ — pairing ! athanasia de alger obelia x reader ౨ৎ — synopsis ! one shot + there’s a reason why the empress refuses to get married. ౨ৎ — warnings ! mdni, fem!reader, athanasia and reader are obviously 18+, empress!athy, bottom!reader, dumbification, mommy kink, doggy style, athanasia thinks you’re a whore, reader is referred to as a bunny twice, praise, gentle to rough, squirting, cunt slapping, nipple play, tiny overstim, brief aftercare, pet names [good girl, pretty baby, etc], strap-on [reader receiving], reader is athy’s lover, claude is nowhere to be found, claude come collect your daughter. [1.1k] ౨ৎ — notes ! uhhh maybe i have an obsession with making every woman gay for my own satisfaction. this is my first piece on tumblr.

“hnnghh-”

“i told you to stay still. you’re a good girl, aren’t you?” the warm, ring-clad hands attached to your waist pulled your hips back onto the thick toy that was buried deep inside your sloppy pussy. you shivered as the cool gold metal brushed against the soft, sensitive skin of your tummy.

athanasia was fucking you at such a cruel and tedious pace, making you feel every artificial vein of the toy cock against your gummy walls. slick coated the appendage and dribbled out of you with each thrust. it was all too much yet not enough.

it was embarrassing, really. the empress was still dressed after attending a meeting in a pair of slacks with a white button-up shirt, the sleeves rolled up to her elbows and her hair in a neat bun all while you lay in front of her exposed as she had her way with you.

you were always so needy. looking up at her with your doe eyes because you wanted to play. all you ever wanted to do was get your dumb cunny stuffed full. you’d be sat on her lap and she would barely get halfway through her paperwork before you started humping her leg like a bitch in heat, resulting in you being bent over her desk.

you always got what you wanted, even now as your head was pushed down onto one of the many soft pillows on the empress’s bed, hair splayed out all messy. sticky, clear strings of your arousal webbed across from your plump bare ass to her clothed thighs, breaking once her hips strayed too far from yours. the monarch watched in amusement as you squirmed from the grazes against your clit.

“y-yes! ‘m your good girl,” you whined and athanasia huffed out a laugh as she thrust slowly in and out of your little hole. she wasn’t in a hurry and she couldn’t help but want to tease you.

the nobles and royal advisors had been pestering her about forming alliances through marriage, finding the right suitor, and producing heirs. but how could she think of getting married to a man when the one she wanted to fuck was you?

she first saw you at her birthday celebration a few months prior. you were so shy and pretty. athanasia had always liked pretty things. and you weren’t exactly discreet about your staring. your incapability to meet her eyes without flushing and pointing your dumb little head towards the ground had athanasia wondering what other expressions you’d make if she fucked you stupid.

and now, the empress had you beneath her as you took what she gave you like a needy bunny. your tiny, pink hole was stretched open as much as it could to accommodate her cock. you’d whimper and your plumpy bottom lip would jut out in a pout whenever she attempted to get it to fit as if you hadn’t begged for it.

the arch of your back deepened with every slow pounding she gave your twitchy cunt. your messy cunny glistened with your slick and was dripping onto her silk sheets. she thought you looked the most beautiful like this.

“m-mommy pease, hmpf-”

“aww, does my pretty baby wanna cum?” she cooed. your breath hitched and you whined. your hole clenched around her cock, aching for her permission.

“mhmm, hnn- c-can i?”

athanasia eyed the ring of cream your pretty pussy was producing on the fake cock strapped onto her waist. she contemplated for a moment if she wanted her time with you to be over already. but you had been such a good girl for her, asking so sweetly, so she relented.

she leaned down to give you gentle kisses up your spine before pulling back and starting a brutal pounding into your pathetic cunny. you squeaked in surprise. your manicured hands fisted the sheets in an attempt to stay grounded as the empress rammed the fat cock repeatedly into your dumb little fuckhole. the air was knocked out of you with each powerful thrust.

“hic- ‘s so so good mommy ahhh~”

“i know baby. doing so good f’me. look so pretty taking it.”

“hnnnn-” your back arched even further at her praise. the sound of skin slapping echoed throughout her chamber. it was filthy, but so were you. disgustingly loud squelching came from your sloppiness with every stroke. your poor nipples chafed against the fabric with every rocking motion, the little buds pebbling and turning a cherry red.

athanasia snaked her arm underneath you to your puffy lips, her middle finger teasing the area around your clit, never touching the little nub. but she knew it would drive you over the edge regardless considering you were that much of a needy whore.

“mmf- ‘m cumming, m-mommy cum-!” you babbled. you couldn’t think when your mommy was making you feel so good. all you could do was pathetically hiccup, “peasepeasepease,” over and over again with your dumb bunny brain until you felt the familiar coil tightening in your tummy burst.

your cute plumpy lips dropped open and your pretty eyes rolled back. you let out broken sobs as you squirted over the bed sheets beneath you, clear liquid spraying in uncontrollable spurts. incoherent babbles and hiccups left your mouth as you squirmed. the empress laid a light slap to your cunt, the fluid straying and making an even bigger mess. your hips jerked at the overstimulation.

“n-no more pwease!” you squeaked. her thrusts slowed as she helped you ride out your orgasm before her hips came to a complete stop. she pulled out of you with an audible pop which had you flustered. breathing heavily on the bedding, you stayed slumped with your plump ass in the air. she had a nice view of your puffy lips and gaping hole, twitching around nothing.

“you okay baby?” she asked. you didn’t bother turning to face her, still in a daze. “mhm.” you hummed, though the sound was muffled against the pillow. athy gave you a once-over before latching her lips onto your nape, her hands rubbing gentle circles on your waist. you giggled.

“that tickles!”

the empress smiled softly at you. “does it?”

you nodded. she turned your head to kiss you all over. your pretty eyelids, your pretty forehead, your pretty cheeks, your pretty nose, your pretty lips. she moved down to your neck, caressing the sensitive skin with her soft lips before sucking harshly on one spot. you squirmed, while her hand moved up to fondle your left breast, pulling and tweaking at the sensitive bud. it hurt from the previous abuse inflicted on it. you tried to wiggle your way out of her grasp before she pinched the poor pebble hard.

“mommy, it hurts!” you shrieked with a pout. the pain was soon forgotten, however, once you felt a familiar pressure prodding against your hole. you whined, pushing back against it. the empress let out a soft chuckle at your neediness before popping in the fat tip to which you let out a choked gasp.

“does my pretty girl want to play again?”

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jjk men when you’re mad at them

౨ৎ — synopsis ! separate headcanons + [ft. gojo satoru, ryomen sukuna, fushiguro megumi, itadori yuji, geto suguru, kamo choso, nanami kento] ౨ৎ — notes ! i don’t really write for choso or nanami but my bsf lovesss choso, and i just whipped something up for the beefy blonde guy.

ෆ gojo satoru

“are you crying? oh c’mon! okay okay, i get it. i didn’t mean to flirt with the granny at the store. but to be fair, she was coming onto me first. and i can’t blame her, honestly, i’d want me too. it’s not my fault i’m just so gorgeous and— where are you going??”

ෆ ryomen sukuna

“);”

“…”

“)))))))))))))))));”

“do not. do not attempt to use the dog face on me, woman.”

“alright, what the hell sukuna—”

ෆ fushiguro megumi

“what’s with the weird looking face, idiot?”

“hushsjjajsjs! you know why! you— ow! don’t just flick my forehead like that! it hurts!”

“hm.”

“…”

“why’re you looking at me like— hey! i didn’t even do it that hard! q-quit it!”

ෆ itadori yuji

“uhhh.”

“…”

“are you still mad cause i said megan thee stallion has a bigger ass than you?”

“…”

sighhh “babe, you’re always telling me not to lie to you so—” “kys.”

“:O”

“>:(”

“:o”

ෆ geto suguru

“i mean, as if i would listen to the words of a filthy monkey who can’t even use jujutsu, right?”

“:/”

“…what?”

“:/”

“what’s wrong?”

“nothing. just figured you wouldn’t want to hear the filth coming from my mouth.”

“ughhh, it’s not like that. how many times do i have to tell you that you’re not like the other monke—” “don’t even finish that sentence.”

ෆ kamo choso

“:l”

“my love, i am so sorry i left you to fend for yourself, but my little brother, he was bleeding and—”

“yuji is fifteen, cho. i think he can manage a fall and small scrape on his knee.”

“:0”

ෆ nanami kento

“i… i know my words might have come off rather harsh…”

“D:”

“but… you must understand how it looks when you say you’re going to ‘oil me up’ and ‘bend me over’ while we’re in front of the others—especially gojo.”

“D;”

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peaches n’ cream. hiryuu

౨ৎ — pairing ! king hiryuu x reader ౨ৎ — synopsis ! headcanon + king hiryuu exploring the sexual side of being a human. ౨ৎ — warnings ! mdni, fem!reader, reader is 18+, masturbation, virginity loss, overstimulation kink, creampies, hiryuu likes to feel up your tiddies, sexual thoughts, squirting, nipple play + sucking, oral [m!recieving], cock worship, mutual masturbation, the crimson dragon has a dragon in his pants. [0.8k] ౨ৎ — notes ! i started college last week but i’ve been busy reading and writing smut to care.

virgin!hiryuu who knows absolutely nothing abt sex or how it works, but he’s super curious abt it since it’s a human thing. like one day he wakes up with a boner and is super confused. he obviously touches it out of curiosity, only to be scared and flustered abt the odd sensations he feels ;(

virgin!hiryuu who then proceeds to go and ask his dragon brothers what it is and they are absolutely flabbergasted and high-key scandalized before they (preferably gu-en and shu-ten) sit him down and teach him sex ed. he asks questions unabashedly to which they answer with clear embarrassment, except shu-ten who is laughing the whole time and giving him lewd responses and instructions. he’d heard shu-ten make comments about sex before but never understood what they were abt till now.

virgin!hiryuu who once alone, begins experimenting by himself, nervous. the first time he masturbated, he started stroking himself slowly, whimpering cause it felt so good, unlike anything he’d ever felt before. a bead of white leaks from the slit of his cock before he’s thumbing at it, spreading it all over his angry red tip. he lets out a shaky sigh of contentment. he speeds up his strokes but stops a couple of times, out of breath, cause the feeling gets too overwhelming before he starts up again.

virgin!hiryuu who keeps continuing until a shiver runs up his spine and a throbbing in his groin to which, at that point, he has to stop because he gets intimidated by the feeling. he’ll go to bed, tossing and turning in his sleep. the cycle repeats when he wakes up with his cock hard and heavy between his legs, but he won’t dare touch himself.

virgin!hiryuu who won’t do it again until a few days later when the feeling gets too strong and he starts to get irritated. he stops trying to fall asleep and sits up on his bed. he looks down at his lap, at the bulge in his pants before he pulls it out. he starts to admire his genitalia. he was rather large [this is canon i swear], being both thick and long with a prominent vein running along the underside of his cock. being hard made him look even bigger, and the tip of his cock was very red from neglect.

virgin!hiryuu who recalls being told about male ejaculation, and how a white fluid is supposed to come out of him once he’s done... doing it. and if he finished inside a woman it would usually result in pregnancy. shu-ten had told him that thinking of someone who he found attractive usually helped him finish... or cum? [as he would put it]. he begins to think about you. what would it feel like to be inside a woman? what would it feel like to be inside of you?

virgin!hiryuu who thought you were so beautiful. you smelled nice and sweet, like peaches and honey. your hair and skin were soft. you were smaller compared to him, especially your hands. the both of you would compare your hand sizes and he would completely engulf yours. his hands were large, scarred, and calloused from wielding a sword. yours were small, dainty, and soft. you clearly took care of them as you did your entire appearance. he wondered how those small and dainty hands would look wrapped around his massive cock. he would imagine you would be on your knees, looking up at him, into his eyes, as you pleasured him. [a bit if a god complex sir?]

virgin!hiryuu who shivers at the thought, mind going blank before a tingle ran up his spine. white ropes of fluid spilled from his cock and he gasped in surprise, continuing to stroke himself dry but his cock wouldn’t stop leaking from the sticky tip. he was lightheaded and his legs were slightly numb. he felt sleepy but content as he examined the semen all over his hand and fingers. he continued to do this every night since.

virgin!hiryuu who when he gets married, his heart beats in anticipation. when the moment comes when he gets to lay with you, he immediately decides that the feeling of your tight cunt wrapped around his cock was better than any hand stroking him to completion. your insides were warm and wet, and he couldn’t help himself from thrusting into you as if he were a feral beast. he couldn’t believe this was the pleasure he had been missing out on.

hiryuu who, needless to say, is completely obsessed and has a sex addiction ;)

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[1] crybaby. yuji + sukuna

౨ৎ — pairing ! itadori yuji x reader x ryomen sukuna ౨ৎ — synopsis ! oneshot + sukuna enjoys tormenting yuji’s sweet and cute girlfriend. ౨ৎ — warnings ! mdni, fem!reader, reader and yuji are 18, written more in reader’s pov, suggestive themes, sukuna likes to harass reader, catcalling, groping, spanking, hair-pulling, misogyny [sukuna], slightest hint of dacryphilia, yuji might just be allowing his behavior. [0.8k] ౨ৎ — notes ! wrote this during my college class cause i have nothing better to do. part 2 in yuji’s pov is coming soon...

you knew about him, but yuji never talked about it with you. you admit you were curious, of the demon lurking underneath your boyfriend’s skin. he never came out when you were near, always staying within the bounds of yuji’s mind. you were never aware, ever so naive.

you recall the first time he did it. you’d chosen to wear your favorite short skirt that day, a cheeky little thing that accentuated your plump bottom just right. you had hoped it’d attract your boyfriend’s attention.

truth be told, you were desperate. yuji never went further than kissing you—kisses that bordered on chaste, never swiping his tongue against your lips to meet your tongue halfway, never handsy, always respectful. perhaps now his eyes would stray towards your legs, hooded gaze lingering on the plush globes of your ass.

the thought soon left your head, however, when the slit on one side of your boyfriend’s face opened up, revealing a singular red eye. you remembered the feeling, as if you were experiencing it now, of your heart thumping erratically in your chest.

the mouth soon followed, stretching the chubby skin of yuji’s cheek in a way that was completely unnatural before you heard that taunting voice call out to you.

“little whore . . .”

oh.

sukuna ogled your bare thighs shamelessly and you couldn’t help but get flustered, face heating under that gaze and watching only silently when yuji smacked his cheek, face red as he stammered out an apology.

but what’s done was done. and what you had hoped would be a one time encounter was only just the beginning.

it started off small, a wolf whistle when the wind lifted up your skirt, flashing your panties. or a lewd comment whenever you did something he deemed suggestive—which was most things as he went on to explain, “because you were a woman, and everything a woman did was indecent.” and unfortunately for you, he would only get more assertive from there. sukuna’s favorite thing to do, in fact, was take control of your boyfriend’s arm.

you had always been a clutz, and you hated it. always fumbling with things or tripping over air. the time you had accidentally dropped something in front of him, you bent over to pick it up.

thwack!

you flinched, taken aback by the sudden rough spank delivered to your ass. sukuna—and yuji, to his shame and embarrassment—enjoyed the sight of the mesmerizing recoil it provided whilst you were left whimpering, unshed tears glistening in your eyes with a red handprint on one of your cheeks clear as day.

“y-yuji, that hurt!”

“‘m so sorry baby! sukuna—!”

the mark didn’t go away for at least a week and after that, you subconsciously found yourself tugging at the ends of your skirt to cover yourself whenever you leaned over, and you never hated yourself more.

things had been quiet for a while. you thought it was over.

you were on a date with your boyfriend. soft smiles were exchanged, gentle gazes, the very subtle brushes of your hands, perfect. and then your tube top rode a little low on your chest.

“nice rack”, the king of curses had leered at you from your boyfriend’s face.

you could only let out a pathetic squeak as he groped one of your full breasts with the arm he possessed, feeling the subtle nips of teeth on yuji’s hand grazing against the fabric over your nipple. all while the mouth under the red eye gave you a wide, wolfish grin.

you hated yourself.

you liked pigtails. you thought you looked really cute in them. they added a rather whimsical look, you thought to yourself as you secured the two ponytails in place with pink bows, making kissy faces in the mirror after you finished, being sure to reapply your lipgloss.

you sat beside yuji for about five minutes before you felt it.

a sharp pain washed over your scalp as one of your ponies get yanked harshly, head craning painfully towards the pull.

you were left gasping in pain, surprised and frazzled, before your ears picked up on a rather mean, raspy chuckle.

you looked to your boyfriend with teary eyes, but he only sat there with a flushed and conflicted expression on his face, staring intently at his own right hand before looking away.

you didn’t realize when yuji had stopped apologizing for sukuna’s behavior. these things happened under his watchful eye, yet he seemed to do nothing about it, or more so, he didn’t want to.

and you hated yourself once again, only because you liked it too.

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