#𓆩✧𓆪 satoru

[fox-buried-in-maple-leaves]

A slight warning that this starts slightly lewd, but is overall fine for this account.

Anyways I did prommy the modern au breakup fic so here it is<3

Satoru belongs to @ha-ule-nalu

taglist: @cerasus--flores

Galin exhaled as they held onto the headboard, fingernails digging into the wood. They were lightheaded from the exertion, but their determination made up for it. The man beneath them was more akin to jelly than person as he tried desperately to catch his breath, his hands long having fallen from their hips to the mattress.

“That… Was..”

Satoru spoke through deep breaths, red eyes squeezed shut. The redhead laughed as they rolled off of him and onto the mattress beside him. They reached upwards, stretching their back and shoulders. His cheeks still tinted pink as he turned his head to open his eyes and look at them.

“And they were roommates…” Galin joked, dropping their arms to their stomach to also look at him properly. Satoru shook his head, smile apparent as he sat up instead. He brought a hand up to his head, moving his bangs from his face. They certainly had him seeing little onis, their experience at all that was definitely impressive.

He covered their face with a pillow as he got up and dealt with the setup to all this, protection thrown away in the trash. “Aww and I can’t watch?” Galin commented, muffled by the pillow they’d been gently smacked with.

“You just want to look at my ass.” 

“Yep!”

Satoru laughed as he grabbed his clothes, sitting on the edge of the bed to get dressed. Galin took the pillow off their face, hugging it to their chest instead. “Where’d you throw my shorts?” They questioned with a snicker as they watched him stand up again.

“No clue, want me to get you new ones?”

“Nah, it’s alright.”

Galin let go of the pillow to reach over and take his shirt from his hands. The half-oni shook his head and let them, he didn’t need a shirt. The redhead sat up in his bed, pulling the shirt over their head. It was large on them, covering everything important.

“The food we ordered should be here soon.”

“Smart setting it for later.”

“Isn’t that why you like me?”

Galin looked him up and down and hummed as they slid out of the bed. “Oh I like you for plenty of reasons! Mostly cause you pay rent on time though.” They teased him, only to squeak when he grabbed their waist and pulled them in close to him.

“Wanna do something super petty, apple?”

Their eyes lit up with glee as they nodded.

Before he could get any closer to their face, the doorbell rang. 

“Round two later, Sonic is here!”

Galin took off, quickly followed by their cotton candy friend who grabbed their wrist and tugged them behind him before they could open the door practically naked. 

“Go set up your tiktok account for me, I’ll get this.”

“Huh? Fiiiiine!”

Satoru waited for them to enter the living room before he opened the door to the apartment, leaning against the doorframe to talk to the delivery driver.

Galin gathered their phone from the kitchen before returning to the pink living room couch. They sat down, opening the requested app. Satoru joined them in the living room, placing the food on the coffee table to unpack.

He sat down beside them, bringing the coffee table closer to the couch. “Phone please~!?” He took their phone from them, he then sat forward, adjusting how the food looked on the table. With his free hand on their partially bare thigh, he took a quick video of their leg and the food.

“Whoring me out to the internet already? Wow! You just got broken up with, cherry blossom!”

Galin teased as they laid their head on his shoulder to watch him caption and tag the tiktok. 

‘two best friends just sharing a meal #aftercare’

Satoru posted it to their account with a smile, tossing their phone aside afterward. “What can I say?” He nudged their head with his. “I move quick.” It was all in lighthearted jest though, the breakup of his long term relationship would certainly hurt for a long time. But Galin had already been a godsend on just keeping his chin up.

They smiled as they leaned forward, grabbing what they had ordered along with the playstation controller. “Do you wanna keep watching Fringe with me?” They questioned as they turned the system on. Satoru nodded, getting comfortable on the couch as they set everything up.

[fuckmysuguru]

Cherry popping w; — Satoru Gojo!

18+ — drabble! smut, virginity loss, cocky Satoru ♡.

"Take a deep breath," He smirks, his fingers digging into the underside of your thighs. "What a good girl, Imma keep moving, alright?"

Pushing his hips slowly, Satoru bites his lower lip, fighting the urge to just pound you into oblivion, watch your face crack into an expression of pleasure— but he remains paced. He wants to make it special, you gave him the honor to pop your pretty cherry... so he's gonna make it worth your while.

The stretch is way different from his fingers, there's a subtle yet delightful burn the more he slides in, each inch making you grit your teeth and shiver. You underestimated him, thinking you could take him easily with enough prep; that overconfidence appears to be the cherry on top.

"You are making it hard, angel," He groans, his half-lidded blue eyes staring down at you, running his hand up and down your sides. "You are so fucking tight— so warm."

Whimpering at his words, it's not a surprise that running mouth is filthy during sex. Satoru's cock twitches inside you when you clench around him in response, urging him to sneak his free hand between your bodies and rub your clit in slow circles.

"Told ya I was gonna give you the time of your life, pretty girl," He coos at you, this time pushing his hips further, burying himself to the tilt. The way your eyes widen and your body jolts is enough confirmation for him, boosting his already high confidence. "This tight pussy is already perfect for my cock, don't you think? Guess I'll have to get you used to it, though."

[dolcezzatoru]

gojo and his clingy ass on the mind tonight as usual ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა

18+. minors dni.

"if you want me to keep going, i need you to fuckin' look at me, baby,"

satoru pulls out of you, leaving you pathetically clenching around nothing as you paw at his chest.

"satoru... please... i-i will, i promise," you say in return.

he hovers above you, grabbing your face with his big hands, pinching your cheeks toward your mouth to pull you under his gaze. he thumbs your warm cheek gently.

"don't get shy on me now," he teases, "where'd all that attitude go?"

you huff and roll your eyes and try to escape his burning into yours. you feel your face heat up as you wiggle around bashfully.

"i'm nervous, satoru," you mumble, "i don't know,"

"mmm," satoru groans. he lines himself back up with your entrance to slowly push all of his length back into you, exhaling slowly with every inch you take.

he reaches down to kiss you sloppily, barely staying on your lips as his pace quickens greedily and you moan and whimper into him. you feel your body going limp as he breaks the kiss to meet you with moans of his own.

"ah, give me some fight, baby, no need to be so coy,"

he pulls farther away and you look up at him, sweat covering his face in a sheen that seems to glitter as his soft white hair sticks to the sides of his face.

"just keep your eyes on me, 'm taking good care of ya,"

[9toji]

minors do not interact / 18+

that's just a ridiculous claim, gojo satoru is not a pervert.

well.. maybe it's just a mistake that he brushes up against you in any way he can whenever he's in the dorm, that that little brush of the curve of your ass against his legs were just a mistake, he was just trying to pass through behind you while you were wiping the dining table.

oh oh, and it's also just a silly little accident when he grabbed on to your tits as you fell on top of him, so that the fall you had would be less “painful.” after all, something had caused you to slip, nevermi that it might've been him, it was just a lil accident, you needed to thank him for catching you and breaking your fall.

all of those are just silly icky little accidents, gojo is so nice to you.. like nothing indecent was passing through his head. he offers you his hoodies, his t-shirts, and his sweaters! such a gentleman, isn't he? doesn't even ask for anything in return, sweetheart.

“where'd my laundry go?” you hum to yourself as you check the laundry load, noticing that the little pile of uses shirts, bras and panties had gone. checking for them in other laundry baskets, maybe you had just misplaced them, yeah?

satoru quickly rushed to your aid, offering a hand. he's so sweet, helping you find your missing clothes. but he doesn't let you peek inside his closet as you search his bedroom, that was a little messy, the blanket was nearly falling off the bed, and little piles of comics were strewn on his coffee table and floor. “i already checked my closet, sweetie. no need. it's not there either.” he insisted with a drawling voice.

that became a weekly occurance, more and more of your precious clothes disappeared, but your roommate was kind enough to offer to buy you new ones, satoru surely is an angel, isn't he? nevermind the fact that he looks guilty, and the fact that he doesn't need to buy you new clothes, as well as the upcoming news that those newly bought clothes of yours would soon be gone from you too.

it was early in the morning when you felt the need to take a bath, but it was occupied. you stood there for a few minutes, then it turned to 10, 20, 30 minutes of waiting outside the bathroom door, you slowly knocked, and gojo laughed from inside, sounding exhausted.

“s-sorry, sweetheart. i was just.. just taking a long bath.. i'll be out soon.” and he went out a few minutes later, with the exact same shirt from before he went inside, but a different pair of pants. his hair was sweaty, but completely dry at the top.

offering you a grin, before he walked away. you turned to look at satoru, who headed for his bedroom, something lacy was stuffed into his pocket. maybe he wasn't taking a bath, and maybe he is a pervert after all.

[venuslut]

GOJO SATORU is such a tease. He’ll torment you for hours by licking slow and deliberate strips up your cunt. Purposely missing your clit so all you can get off on is the way his tongue fucks into your quivering hole. It’s messy and excruciating, before, he was eating you out like a starved man. Making you scream and cry out his name, gripping his hair for dear life as you pulled another orgasm out of you. But now, it’s like he’s punishing you for being impatient and begging for him to fuck you already. Ignoring your most pleasurable area and only focusing on making you cream on his face with just his tongue. He doesn’t care that his face is already drenched in your juices, he wants more. It’s not his fault you’re so sweet.

“One more, baby. Cum on my tongue one more time for me.”

[nerdiel-has-no-braincells]

It is now that I’m aware I have a type

[fox-buried-in-maple-leaves]

OH MY GOD WAIT WHY AM I INTO THAT YESSS I LOVE IT- mythologies student Galin who got mixed up in some weird mafia problems a la trope. And they're coming home at 3am all tired and bleary eyed and and-

"You saved me some?" "Of course, cherry pie!" And they just 🥺 they'll bring him his favourite dessert from the bakery down the road the next day I am telling you!!!

THATS SO SWEET IM GOIJG TO BITEW RAAAAGHHH

"Me?! Oh, cherry blossom~" KISSES HIS CUTE CHEEK "You're the sweetest guy I know and I mean it! Decord is kinda mean!"

SATORU AND GALIN ARE EVERYTHING TO MEE THEY'D BE THE FUNNIEST SITCOM ROOMMATES!! Also I think Galin started calling Satoru "cherry blossom" after like the third letter because "You're sooo pretty and pink and you smell good like cherry blossoms!"

WAAAAHHH THEY ARE SO SITCOM ROOMMATES.... literally i just need a modern AU of some kind where they are just best friends always but OMG OMG BRAIN INTERRUPTION i need them to be college AU college dorm roommates but galin is still involved in a razvedka unit-type secret thing so they're always sneaking out or out late and gives satoru the stupidest reasons for being out late and satoru is just like. "okay !!! :D be safe tho !! oh also i only had enough money for a 2$ box of pasta for dinner so i made that if you want it i saved some for you it's a little dry now but there's butter too" 😭😭😭

CRYING OVER CHERRY BLOSSOM..... satoru just Be the cherry blossom boy omg 😭😭😭thats so cute i DIE

satoru LOVES just making up random nicknames for them all the time. has gone from calling them just "red" to "apple", "red apple", "candy apple", "strawberry" with a bunch of other variations. has also said "but linnie, you're my cherry on top 🥺"

[aequitaas]

"I would kill myself before helping in such a task ."

𝑽𝑨𝑵 𝑯𝑬𝑳𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮 .

@infinituminter

To say Mythras was baffled by the other's choice of words would be a bit of an understatement. He nearly choked on his own inhale just from the sheer bluntness coming from him.

"That's a little...over the top, wouldn't you say..?" He mumbled, staring at him with an incredulous look in his eyes. "I mean, I get not wanting to kill the kid but..." Mythras trailed off as he blinked slowly.

He waved a hand through the air, "I guess if you have a better way of dealing with Sukuna in the long run, I can't fault you that much." Mythras grumbled, looking just a little unimpressed.

[moonartemisia]

Doodling at my free time rn...

[blkkizzat]

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18+ Only - Minors DNI Kinks: Boob job, Riding, Edging, Sadism/Darcryphilla, Overstimulation, Double Penetration/Cockwarming A/N: So I am a flop and I went out this weekend and now I have homework to do so I couldn't finish my first Kinktober fic on time but hopefully by this Weds! I did want to post SOMETHING for the 1st day of Kinktober so I hope this suffices! This isn't officially apart of my Kinktober Thrilling Ghouls & Smooth Criminals but will add this to the bottom of the list as a bonus! WK: 2.1k Song Inspo: Monster - Lady Gaga (slightly) Slightly black fem coded but no descriptors

Edit - 11/1: The Trick or Treat Anthology or Halloween Fluff with JJK men is now up as a part 2!

Enjoy!

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Gojo: Tittyfucking

He might be one of the most powerful sorcerers ever and fight curses more terrifying than anything a Hollywood writer can imagine but that doesn’t mean he still isn’t going to scream like a bitch at the tinniest jump scare.  

You watch horror movies with your boyfriend Gojo so he can comfort you but you end up being the one holding on to him.

You suspect at times though he plays it up a bit, just so he can lay his head on your soft tits and rub his face in between them when a “scary part” comes on.

Your suspicions are confirmed when his hands slip up your shirt and pushes up your bra to cup your tits.

“Aw come, on babe let me just play with them a little– they’re like stress balls.” This always results in him somehow convincing you to let him straddle you. Gojo is placing his already-dripping-and-hard cock between your tits even before half the movie is over. “Aw, come on pretty girl, I’m so close! Open up that tight little mouth for me wide like you scream when a scary part comes on.” He groans out as he fucks himself between your soft tiddies. “You mean the way you scream Satoru!?” you retort rolling your eyes.  Clearly you haven't learned much Gojo thinks. Your slick mouth gets you into trouble frequently with him and you are quickly silenced when he reaches back and shoves 3 long fingers in your dripping cunt. Your pussy tightens as his fingers continue to bully themselves deeper thrusting in time with his hips into your breasts. AHHH! SHIIIIIIIT TORU, F-FUCK! “No sweet girl, I mean the way you screamed just now.” Gojo says smugly taking advantage of your scream to bust ropes of his hot seed on your tongue.

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Nanami: Riding

Nanami loves to do things you like to do to make you happy. He even will sit through one of your trashy horror movies without complaint.  

Although he might end up reading a novel or the paper after 15-20 minutes, he will never miss a chance to give you reassuring kisses to the temple or a rub on your lower back whenever you get scared. 

However you can’t watch horror movies with him because you are actually the one always distracted by him.

The way his handsome face looks utterly uninterested in the movie other than an arched brow on occasion but still is still sitting here for you and even makes sure to take care of you is too sexy to you.

So sexy you slowly become less interested in whatever the hell you were watching and more needy for him to pay attention to you. 

This always results with you bouncing in his lap midway through. “What about your monster movie Y/N?” Nanami questions you amused. His voice has an air teasing concern. Your mouth goes slack as drool and moans spill from your lips, you can’t form a reply. You just lean to bury your head into his neck wrapping your arms around him holding on. When you tire yourself like this, Nanami assists in you riding him as his hands grip your soft waist. He brings you up to his tip almost pulling out of you completely before he forcibly drives you further back down onto his dick. You bottom out on him every time your hips come down on his lap, you’re practically screaming at this point. “Nothing more monstrous than Daddy’s cock stretching this tight cunt full, isn't that right doll?” Nanami coos in your ear.

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Toji: Edging 

Yeah you’ve just gotten to the point where you don’t even put on a movie to watch when Toji is over. 

His attention span for it is zero as nothing scares his ass ever so the opening credits aren’t even over before he already has his hand down your pants.

Toji lazily plays with your clit and teases your pussy with his fingers while you try and fail miserably to ignore him enough to watch your movie. 

You pouted at him as you really wanted to watch your favorite horror movie tonight!

However by the 20 minute mark you are now begging him to let you come.  

“Nah, baby see this is the good part.” Toji says, smirking into the back of your neck. Toji has not a single fucking clue what’s happening in the movie he just wants to teach you a lesson.  He sucks on the back of your neck hard enough to leave a mark, making you moan. However, you are still left unsatisfied. Just when you think the burning between your legs will consume you he resumes digging his thick fingers into your guts. Toji knows your insides so well he knows how your pussy feels the moment before your body will release sweet toe-curling-bliss and his hands come to a complete stop again. “Daddy, Puh-leaseee!” You beg with tears in your eyes as you lean your head back to pout at him. You grab the hand in your cunt to try to force him to move again to no avail. “Not a chance, brat. You wanted to watch this shitty ass movie so bad. So we are going to watch the entire fucking thing before I let you come Y/N.” "What are we even watching– " Toji grabs the remote and the overlay pops up. "Oh Alien? Yeah, you picked a long one this time slut, buckle up."

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Choso: Overstimulation

Choso’s edgy emo ass is more than happy to watch horror movies with you. 

However due to his curse abilities, Choso is constantly pointing out the technical feasibility of the movie so much it ruins it for you. 

Don't let it be a slasher movie as Choso is non-stop critiquing “That blood spray pattern isn’t realistic” and “Did you know you could lose up to 40% of your blood?” 

You end up being so annoyed with your forensic encyclopedia boyfriend you grab his face to kiss him in order to stop his ranting.

Choso ends up repentant as the death painter comes to the realization he forgot himself again and ends up spoiling yet another scary movie for you.

Choso hates upsetting his princess so he always ends up trying to make it up to you. Truly, just shutting the hell up and watching the movie would be enough for you. Yet that wasn’t good enough repentance for Choso and as a result you ended up face down on the sofa while he ate you out from the back.  A true munch to the core this man was a messy eater. Tongue, lips, nose all up in your cunt. Slurping, lapping, nibbling– Choso kept his face in your pussy gobbling up your juices like he hadn’t consumed any liquid in days. He once remarked your pussy tasted more refreshing than water. You would wonder when the man even took time for a breath if he didn’t have you squirting to the point of mind numbing overstimulation, your legs shaking and chest heaving. “Keep those hips up Y/N baby, I’m not done apologizing.”   He slaps your ass and is so transfixed by how your pussy dribbles out a lil more squirt he does it again, returning his mouth to your cunt to suck out more fluids.  “FuckFuck I- F-uck… I f-forgive you C-Choso damnit -OH!,” you babbled and came on his tongue again for the umpteenth time that night.  "That's it baby, keep being messy on my face yeah? Let me show that nasty lil slit how sorry I am, 'kay?" Completely pussy drunk Choso sounded deranged. This man was going to completely dehydrate you before the night was over. 

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Geto: Sadism/Darcryphilla 

Geto is probably the easiest one to watch horror movies with by far. He actually is amused by them and how bad they all are.

He will let you lay reclined on him and run his fingers through your hair absentmindedly giving you a scalp massage.

The big problem here though is that your squeals and yelps of fear make his dick throb.

Even better if you get so scared there's tears that start falling. He wont be able to stop his hard dick from straining against the fabric of his pants.

Geto loves to hear you cry out so much that if the movie isn’t scary enough he had been so inclined on occasion to release a relatively harmless, yet gruesome looking, curse to pop up behind the TV. He would wait for a suspenseful part to really give you a fright and start the waterworks.

Although as much as he loves the sound of your cries there’s a sound he loves even more.

“F-Fuck, you hear her princess?” Geto is ruthless when he is pussydrunk and he makes you hold your legs wider for better access as he roughly splits open your cunt in a mating press.  Your pussy is a gooey mess as you cream around him from what has to be the 5th time that night. In your own cockdrunk stupor you wonder how long he has been pumping into you and filling you up now.  Is the movie over?  But you can’t see anything as his long hair and dark robes dangle open around you. You also can’t hear anything except for the obscene squelch of fluids gushing out of your cunt. All you can do is hold your legs and take Geto’s assault on your body until he had his fill of you. “Sugu–” you sobbed in protest but he cut you off. “Shhh, Y/N quiet while she’s talking to me–” He reaches down grabbing your soaked and discarded panties before balling them up. Geto pushed them into your mouth, muffling your cries as thick tears seeped down your face.  “Awe, baby I love you… but I only want to hear from her right now. Shit, this filthy pussy is a real scream queen.”

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Sukuna: Double Penetration/Cockwarming

Yeah he is straight up the worst to watch with. 

He will most definitely ridicule you and make you feel like an idiot when you ask him to watch a scary movie of all things with you. 

“Oh my ditzy lil’ slut wants to see something scary?” No, you remind him you do NOT want to find some random sorcerers just to see just how quickly and in how many different ways his Malevolent Shrine domain could kill someone.

If you pout enough though he eventually relent. On his terms.

Sukuna lets you know if you get what you want, he gets what he wants too.

What does Sukuna want? He wants you double stuffed and dumb on his cocks, of course. Your cunt and your ass are both stretched to their limits from his huge twin cocks in his True Form. Sukuna tells you mockingly long as you kept sitting nice ‘n pretty for him, he would watch the movie with you. “Hmmmrghhhh”, you moan as your eyes roll back into your head and your body trembles. It’s hard to even breathe when you are this full of him. You feel as if his dicks are reaching up into your throat as you choke for air. Winded from just sitting on him, the gravity alone had you cockdrunk on him almost instantly as you felt his four hands everywhere along your body. You gasp out loud when you hear him laugh and the hardy vibrations from his chest travel straight into your pussy. You clench and cream around his cocks. Not even his huge cocks could plug you up enough to keep from dripping a big giant wet spot onto your sofa that he definitely wont be helping you clean up later. “HA! Brat, you see that fucking loser who cried ‘I’ll never leave you’ then his head flew off two seconds later? What a dumbfuck.”  Scary movies were like comedies to The King of Curses.  He slaps your thigh for emphasis. Sukuna is both equally entertained by how stupid the movies humans called 'horror' are as well as you trying to keep from blacking out on his cocks. An hour in, you were doing so well he smirked. “Brat!” Sukuna growled when you didn’t answer him. You were supposed to be watching the fucking movie.  “Come on slut, pay attention" he taps your cheek (lighter than you expect) as you gurgle back in response, completely gone. "Don't cry so hard for me to watch next time brat if y'er gonna tap out like this just from sitting on some cocks.”

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A/N: Reblog or comment and tell me which JJK man you'd watch with. Likes are appreciated as well!

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[lunerenzo]

oh my- I'm on the verge of CRYING

cw: jjk manga spoilers (up to 221), blood, sword fights heh + note: it's finally here, and somehow it's worse than shibuya!

“is he gonna be mad?”

“satoru?” you snort lightly, taking another bite of your frozen yogurt. “he’s just going to ask if you won. he might try to take the sequel of that new book set you got as punishment— but i’ll see what i can do.” 

across the table, megumi huffs, leaning back into the plush booth. you’d picked him up early from school today, the reason being yet another suspension. his second since he’d started the school year. you suppose that’s the reason for his sullen disposition and existential crisis. 

“am i a bad person?”

you glance up at him in acknowledgement, but take a moment before answering. he stirs the frozen yogurt around in its cup, looking rather glum.

there’s a delicate way of going about these types of things. children (especially teenagers) are complicated creatures. they’re still at their most malleable, your words and actions shaping their very future.

“i don’t think you’re a bad person, megumi,” you answer softly, setting your spoon down. 

“but i…i keep doing bad stuff,” he argues dejectedly. “and— and i was mean to tsumiki—”

“hey. no one’s born wanting to do bad things,” you tell him. “and when they do…it’s usually more complicated than we think. there are bad situations where sometimes we have to do bad things. even if we don’t want to. even if we’re not proud of them.” 

“but how do you know that i’m not?” he asks again, and your heart aches. 

“because i know you,” you smile. “i’ve known you for eight years, megumi. yeah, i think you could afford to try using your words instead of your fists once in a while, and be a little nicer to your sister…but i know everything you do comes from a good place.”

megumi doesn’t reply, staring out the window with that pensive frown of his. all you can do is wonder if you and satoru have done right by him. if you’re doing right by him now. (such is the life of a parent, you suppose.)

all you can do is hope. 

“hey,” you grin, holding your hand out to him. “promise me something?”

_____

you stumble backwards, narrowly avoiding being gutted by a sword. gasping, your fingers fumble with the hem of your shirt, the material sliced right above the small, almost imperceptible bump of your stomach. 

your megumi would never hurt you. your megumi, your sweet, gentle boy who still muttered the song about bunny ears as he tied his shoes. who always offered his sister the last bite of cake, even though you knew he wanted it for himself. who cried the first time his shikigami were injured in battle. 

but this isn’t megumi.

you barely dodge the blade again, ducking and sending your demon dogs out to slow him down as you sprint down the alley. your heart shatters at the sound of a high-pitched whine, but you can’t stop, you can’t look back—

“going somewhere?”

you skid to a stop in front of him, staggering back as quickly as you can. 

megumi— no, sukuna stands in front of you now, holding a sword you’d taught his vessel how to make, how to use. 

“please,” you beg, thinking of tsumiki’s body a few blocks away. thinking of gojo in the prison realm. you can’t lose anyone else today. “please let him go.”

“i don’t think so,” he grins, sick and twisted as he slowly makes his way towards you. “if only he’d unlocked his full potential sooner. if only you had.” 

“he’s just a child.” you say, voice trembling. you look around. there’s no use in running. he’s gotten much too strong.

but you’re not ready to die either.

he wasn’t patient, lunging first and taking the offense. it’s a struggle to meet him at every swing, deflecting blows that send tremors down the sword’s point of impact and reverberate through your arms. 

playing defence is the smart move. you’d wait for an opening or a drop in his own defence. then your goal would be to disarm him and attempt to grant yourself an advantage. 

(in theory, at least.)

when your swords lock once more, he forces them to the side, kicking you square in the chest. the impact knocks you onto your back. before you can get up, he’s on top of you, driving his sword into your shoulder.

the pain is so blinding, so white-hot and tortuous that you almost immediately pass out when he pulls it free and tosses it out of your reach. 

sukuna is in your face now, lips peeled back into a smirk as he laughs, the top of his finger slowly dragging down your face.

“putting you down now would be letting this brat off too easy. doing it slowly, however—”

“get off her.”

your heart skips a beat. that voice. 

there’s a flash of recognition in megumi’s eyes. just a for a second. 

“satoru?” 

“is that any way to treat the person who washed your underwear for almost ten years?” he tsks, hands in his pockets as he steps into the alley, quite literally kicking the king of curses off of you.

he sweeps you off the floor as gently as possible, your stomach flipping at the familiar sensation of being teleported.

you’re not in the alley anymore, you’re up on the roof of a building. as soon as satoru sets you on your feet, you look up, studying his face. the eyes you love so much stare back at you. 

the emotions you’d kept bottled up since he’d been gone pour out at once. proof of your heartache, anger, pain, and loneliness spilling over your lash line.

suddenly there’s too much space between you and you tentatively take a step forward. 

“it’s you,” you breathe. “it’s really you.” 

he says your name softly, and arms you’d longed for envelop you. you feel safe, if only for a moment.

“you need to get to ieiri,” he whispers, a hand cupping your cheek gently. “go. i’ll stop him.”

you both close your eyes, as if the words hurt.

_____

“promise me you’ll always be good.” 

megumi sighs, but places his hand in yours, squeezing it tightly.

“i’ll see what i can do.”

[fox-buried-in-maple-leaves]

Bad News.

Some news comes at a bad time, sometimes all you can do is distract.

Satoru belongs to @ha-ule-nalu

taglist: @cerasus--flores

Galin frowned as their friend's shoulders shook with silent tears. “I know.. I'm so sorry..” They spoke quietly, unsure of what to do. They didn't really know how to comfort another, perhaps it was their naivete or their lack of experience. But it hurt their heart to see Satoru so sad.

They lifted their hand, cold fingers brushing through his slightly damp bangs. “He was- He-” Satoru sucked in a shaky breath, turning his head into Galin’s shoulder instead, pressing his face against their arm. Galin’s frown only grew as they did their best to wrap their arms around his larger form.

“I know. You don't have to explain it to me.” Galin whispered, pivoting their torso slightly to hold onto him better. They nuzzled the top of his head and Satoru exhaled a soft chuckle. This wasn't how either of them planned their vacation to end. A goodbye letter straight to the point ruined what was supposed to be a nice time. Galin felt such guilt, even though they hadn't done anything. Satoru didn't deserve it.

“Hey, look at me.”

Satoru lifted his head slightly, staring into their eyes. Galin tilted their head, a smile on their face. Tears lined his red eyes, but he did his best to smile back at them. “That’s my pretty best friend!” Galin exclaimed with a laugh, the corners of their eyes crinkling. 

“I don’t know how you do it..”

“Do what?”

“Smile like that all the time.”

“Like what?!”

Satoru shook his head, exhaling as he fell back on his bed, pulling Galin still holding him down with him. They giggled as they cuddled into his side, bringing their leg up over his thighs, arm around his waist. He was incredibly warm and they were incredibly cold, they appreciated it.

“You’re just always so happy. It’s infectious.”

Galin grew quiet for a moment as they rested their head on his shoulder, breathing in his scent, enjoying his warmth. “I’ll be honest… I.. uhm..” Galin paused, closing their eyes as they nuzzled their cheek against his shoulder.

“I don’t really know how to fix it.”

“Linnie..”

“And.. I know that I can’t! Really.. Fix it!” 

They pushed themself up slightly, looking down at him. His hair a mess over his face, glasses abandoned on the bedside table long ago. Their face was mere inches from his, they could feel the heat that radiated off of him. He blinked a few times, confused at Galin’s odd form of communication.

“I should distract you! Yeah! That always works when I’m sad! Though the way Decord usually distracts me….”

Galin’s eyes became slightly glazed over as they averted their gaze to the side, clear thought reflected in their violet eyes. Thoughts so clear it stunned Satoru out of his tears. His eyes widened at their insinuation. They’d always been like that but usually with some degree of comedy.

“Well!”

They laughed, shaking their head as they focused back on him. 

“What would he think about that?”

“Oh!”

Galin snorted, running their free hand through their hair, they pushed some of their bangs behind their ear. “He’s been getting reacquainted with an old friend of his.. We’re quite open, so long as we’re close!” They winked at him.

Satoru paused, then breathed out, head falling back against the pillow. “Sorry I don’t know what to say to that.” He admitted and Galin collapsed back against his chest, arm returning to its position over his waist.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to overstep-”

“No! No you didn’t- Uh- Ha..”

Well if he wasn’t going to make a choice, they would make a choice!

The oni let out a startled sound as Galin pulled themself on top of him, a knee on either side of his hips. “Galin-” 

“I’ll get off if you want me to!”

And Satoru had to make a choice, eyes wide as he stared up at them. Slowly, his hands moved up, resting on their hips. “See! Embrace distraction, cherry blossom!” They leaned forward, booping his nose. 

Satoru snickered, scrunching his nose slightly. 

But his eyes widened again when cold lips pressed against his. Sudden and surprising, and yet, he should have seen it coming. His eyes closed swiftly, hands roaming up their lower back as he kissed the fiery redhead back.

Galin said they weren’t experienced with words to comfort others. But their actions spoke of a different experience. Not completely chaste, but respectful. They pulled at his bottom lip gently, one hand ran through his hair, pushing his tear damp bangs back. Their other hand rested on the pillow beside his head.

It’d been an extended time since he last saw his lover in Mondstadt. Maybe that was what led to the separation. Akio hadn’t been entirely clear in his letter. And Satoru decided he didn’t want to think about it. He would accept his best friend’s willingness to help him forget for a short time. 

As much as Galin flirted, as much as he flirted. He hadn’t fully expected this outcome. Then, how could he? This breakup had come just as suddenly as this had. Satoru breathed out and Galin pulled back just enough to let him breathe properly. But they trailed their kisses downwards instead.

They kissed along his right tattoo under his eye, trailing their kisses downward until they kissed down his cheek, his jaw. Until Galin was kissing his neck, cold lips pressed against his pulse point. Satoru’s breath hitched in his throat and the redhead could only chuckle, cold tongue passed between their lips, licking up that exact spot.

“Galin…”

“Should I stop, Satoru?”

“...”

Satoru closed his eyes, tilting his head back.

“No.”

[fuckmysuguru]

JJK MEN + SEX POSITIONS.

18+, smut, sex positions ofc, dirty talk, impact play.

It's been... a while lol. I dunno what made me do this, but I'm sure someone has done it before. Anyway this is my take on it, have fun.

SATORU GOJO + LAZY DOG; He loves to touch, nothing new. With his hand on your lower back and the other one holding your hip, Satoru leans down to leave a trail of kisses at the nape of your neck. This is one of his favorites because he can see everything, and it won't make you as tired as regular doggy. "Love to watch this pretty ass bounce back," He says, spreading your cheeks and watching his cock slide in and out, almost as if he is hypnotized. If he is feeling particularly mean, he will push your head further into the bed. He can push his hips all the way in, he can slap your ass until it burns, and you beg for him to stop— he won't— and he can either cum inside you and watch it drip, or cum all over your back only to smear it with his fingers like the nasty dog he is.

SUGURU GETO + FACE TO FACE; Wrapping your leg around his hip, Suguru groans into your neck, holding you close, feeling your breasts against his chest. He loves how close you feel, how he can kiss you if he wants to, to enjoy that feeling of his tongue sliding against you as his cock stretches you perfectly. Suguru adores to see every little expression, from the way you furrow your brows every time the tip of his fat cock nudges against that sweet spot, to the way your eyes roll back when he sneaks a hand between your sweaty bodies to circle your clit. "Look at me when you cum, angel," He whispers. Bonus points if he stays inside you after, falling asleep with his arms around you.

NANAMI KENTO + MISSIONARY; You can laugh, but you will cry the second he slides in. Nanami lifts your legs, draping them over his shoulders and kissing your ankles as he drives into you, holding your jaw to keep your eyes on him. "Can you feel me, sugar?" He asks, letting go of your face to lay his large palm flat on your lower stomach. "Can you feel me moving inside you?" Oh, yes, yes you can. On a rough day— well, he loves to see how much he can push your legs closer to your chest, fold you in half as he fucks you into oblivion. His eyes will see everything, admire how your breasts bounce and how your back arches, how you grip his forearms and how you scream his name as you cum around his cock.

CHOSO + 69; Poor little angel, if he could live with his head between your thighs, you know he would. Choso moans like a bitch in heat when he eats you, and this position is no exception. He laps at your slick, using his thumb to rub your clit— just like you taught him— and desperately buckles his hips as you take him into your mouth. He wants the best of both worlds but it feels so good his head just becomes a blabbering mess. He is a messy eater, he leaves your thighs sticky with his spit and your slick, and don't get me started on how he will beg to cum on your face. You know you are in for a long ride when he gives you those puppy eyes and says: "Can you sit on my face, please?"

TOJI FUSHIGURO + DOGGY; You saw that coming, I know. He is rough, that's common knowledge. Toji grips your hips and drags you back into his big, fat cock as if he had something against you. He slaps your ass and thighs, even your back if he feels like it. He yanks your hair and says the most foul things. "If you could look at yourself— such a slut for my dick," Which... might be true. He doesn't stop until your pussy is overstimulated and filled with his cum, until your hands give up and he has to hook an arm under your stomach to pull you back up, obviously giving you a hard slap so you remember where you are and what you should be doing. One thing is for sure, he will cum inside every single time.

SUKUNA + COWGIRL; He is a greedy bitch. He wants you to do all the work until you can't no more and he will complain nonstop. He is also the type to slap your ass and thighs, even your face if you stop bouncing on his dick. "Come on, you can do more than that," He laughs, rolling his eyes and leaning down to suck on your nipples. His teeth graze the swollen nub, and he bites down, watching you squirm and feeling your pussy squeeze his cock. "Such a lazy slut, you wanted it so bad, and now you are disappointing me," It comes to a point where he knows it's his turn. He bends his knees and holds your hips, lifting them and fucking you so hard, all you can do is moan and choke on your own words. "Now I have to do all the fucking job, but what's new?"

𓆩⟡𓆪 English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistakes.

[dolcezzatoru]

people always talk about satoru fucking us dumb but what about him getting lost in the sauce 🙏🏼

oh good god kat your brain is so big and sexy i want to give it head 🙏 this was a pleasure to write i am a big fan of this man !!!!

𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮!

gojo satoru x afab!reader

satoru was always a…passionate man, of sorts, and he was never shy about it either.

it’s been, god, how long now? it felt like days he’s had you go from position to position so he can fuck you at an insatiable pace; on your back, on your stomach, wrapped around his waist, on all fours–it seems like you’ve run through every one so he can use you however he wanted.

not only did you lose track of the time, but you forgot how much he’s made you cum. on his cock, on his fingers, his face, his tongue. any way he could get you, he did. the overstimulation turned to pleasure, and he’d kiss away the sweet tears that pooled in your eyes as he’d beg you for one more round. 

that was a few rounds ago. 

you were so out of it, he was giving directions and demands and you could barely process them. all you could do was look at your perfect boyfriend. snow-white hair sticking to his forehead, sweat caking his body barely illuminated by the light from a streetlamp peeking into the room through the blinds. 

satoru was never quiet in bed, but tonight was different.

“fuck, just like that, baby,”

his voice was a slight whisper, but frantic, needy, and a little deeper than usual.

“god, can you get on top, actually? please? wait, no,” he begged, “wait, just–just lay like that, please, and, uh–fuck…”

he was rambling and moving your legs before he even finished the question. he pressed sloppy kisses to your calves and ankles as he swung them on his shoulders, breathing heavily as he picked up his pace.

“ah, god, fuck, you feel so good, babe,”

satoru barely waited for a response before letting wanton moans pour out from his pretty mouth. overheated, he stuck his tongue slightly out as he tried to stay cool. all he could do was focus on how pretty you looked.

his moans, praises, and saccharine little noises sped up as his pace intensified. your vision was a little blurry, and all you could do was roll your eyes back and lose yourself to the feeling. damn, he really knew how to hit the spot.

“f-fuck, g-gonna…s-s-satoru!” was all you could manage to get out before you snapped, creaming all over him as he leaned down and kissed you through it. he moaned into your mouth as you clenched around him, feeling him paint your walls with thick ropes of cum.

satoru detached himself from your lips to mutter more praise in your ear. 

“ah~ fuck, you’re amazing, babe”

he falls a bit onto you as you both breathe heavy, kissing and marking your collarbone–but not pulling out.

“one more for me?” he begs, “please?” you’ve barely caught your breath from the last one before satoru starts moving again.

“last one, promise,” he grins, “god, please, one more,” 

you quickly nod, letting him take over. something in the back of your mind tells you he’s not going to keep that promise.

[9toji]

satoru could not express the feeling of walking into your hospital room, tugging on his shirt's collar until he reached you. sitting down on the hospital bed, with a new addition, and a new addition to your once two-person family. his heart beat faster, standing beside you to take a peek.

“his eyes.” was the first thing he had uttered, voice coming out more hoarse than he had hoped. the bundle of joy wrapped in a soft blue blanket had his eyes, but your hair color. it was the exact same shade of bluish green, and the same shade of hair that gojo had always touched and stroked.

he hesitantly reached out his arms out for the baby in your arms, cradling the baby with utmost care. “she's perfect.” he croaked once more, pushing the fabric that covered his daughter's face so he can admire what he was going to take care of for many years to come. “she's going to be as pretty as you..” satoru commented to you, a light chuckle followed it.

satoru leaned in, “you'll be the cutest lil baby, i'll make sure of it.” he whispers, the bundle of joy was merely laying asleep in the blanket. “i hope you like souvenirs, i'll bring you lots of them." his hand took the smaller ones, curled up into fists as the baby kept slumbering.. unaware of her father's little comments, gojo found it endearing.

“i'll protect you and mama too." satoru whispered once more, rocking the baby in his arms. he looked like the spitting image of what would be a great father, and as satoru sat there with a huge grin on his face, you knew that he would take care of his baby, your baby with utmost care and love, gojo was ready for the incessant crying, the changing of diapers, and the slow passage of time.. slightly tearing up at the idea of seeing his daughter grow up, he'll definitely spoil her rotten.

[exoriiens]

"have you ever heard of the ancient greek hero bophades?"

@impishsensei

There was a brief bout of staring at him, then her brows furrowed as the only subtle change in expression.

"I may be old but I'm not stupid, Satoru."