#- ; My muse is slowly coming back so gonna' be slapping some inboxes too!

[hxzelwallflower]

ooc.♡ˎˊ˗ The rpc is a source of comfort to most. It's a place of escape, a place of peace, a world we immerse ourselves into after a long day to unwind and forget about everything. It's a hobby, and those writing the character you love are people too. They deserve a break .

[erensangel444]

you got me mesmerized!

gojo satoru x reader

the title is inspired by loverboy by a-wall

this blurb is gojo x fem!reader, if you guys would want to see some gender neutral fics just let me know in my asks inbox! i’m open to any suggestions, if you want a fic that’s specifically tailored to you whether that be race-wise, gender-wise, any disabilities, etc,. just let me know!

likes/reblogs/comments are always appreciated:D

this blurb has been proofread but if i missed something just let me know!

i want gojo to **** me like a **** and [REDACTED]😁😁

a/n: i’m waiting for crunchyroll to take ep 21 off of premium, also i was surprised to hear jjk’s dub, it’s pretty good. i fell in love with the show, not only cause the character’s are FINE, but it’s fucking amazing, and the animation...*chefs kiss*

edit: i just checked and ep 21 is available on crunchyroll now!!!

warnings: language(most of my fics do contain explicit language), mentions of alcohol consumption, smut: masturbation(male), unprotected sex w/ creampie, degradation, brat taming, denial of orgasm(male!receiving, only once). 

word count: 1.3k

summary: gojo dragged you up to the club last night, and ended up in your bed the next morning. how many times has this happened? too many. do you want it to keep happening? yes.

the sun warming your face was a gentle nudge to a not-so-gentle state of wakefulness. you were hungover, how could you not be? you and gojo had taken at least 4 shots last night, on top of drinking multiple rums and cokes, gojo nudging you to try a sex on the beach, ‘you should try it at least once,’ falling from his lips with a smirk.

gojo. you had forgotten he had slept over last night, there were pieces of last that you didn’t even remember, though it wasn’t hard to recall what happened after you made it home last night. gojo gave it to you, and you took it. 

you turned over to meet his sleeping figure, his blind fold discarded somewhere on the floor. he looked so peaceful when he was asleep, so calm, it differed greatly from the energy that accompanied gojo when he was awake. 

“take a picture while you’re at it,” gojo mumbled, a soft smirk showing on his face. “shut up,” you huffed, laying back down and facing away from him. “no, i was joking!” gojo whined, nuzzling his face into your neck and blowing raspberries onto your skin, causing you to laugh, gojo chuckling at the sound.

“don’t wanna get up yet,” he mumbled into your skin. you could feel his morning wood against your backside as you chuckled, moving away from gojo’s body. “well seems like part of you is,” you said, heading towards the bathroom. “not gonna help a man out?” you could hear gojo joke as you walked away. “i fully believe in your ability to take care of yourself,” you yelled back, laughing as you started brushing your teeth. 

after washing your face, and flossing you headed back to the room to ask gojo if he wanted some coffee, but instead, you were met by something much more surprising. of course he would, “i was kidding!” you yelped, shielding your eyes. “i wasn’t” gojo mused, his hand leisurely stroking his cock. 

“d-do you want coffee,” “actually, y-yeah” his voice faltered from the slight pleasure, “coffee sounds good,”. you nodded, your cheeks flushed red, walking back out the door. “wait, y/n!” “hmm?” you hummed, still facing away from gojo. 

“why are you so stiff? don’t ya wanna help me out?” gojo remarked. he had moved closer now, he was right behind you, you could feel his breath on your ear. “gojo...” you whined, gojo’s hand drifting to the front of your figure, grabbing at your breasts through your sleep shirt. “hmm?” he hummed in response to your whine. 

“tell me what you want,” he rasped into your ear, one of his hands drifting down to your panty clad center. “want you,” your voice had slowly become more desperate, gojo’s thumb rubbing slow circles over your fabric-covered clit. “you were so shy before, what happened to that?” “toru!” you whined, your nickname for him slipping out. 

gojo laughed picking you up, and carrying you the few steps back to the bed before throwing you down onto it. “well since you wanted to be a brat before,” you pouted, “i think you should do all the work,” gojo finished, the smirk so obvious on his features. 

“fine,” you said plainly, tugging at his arm for him to lie on the bed. gojo had yet to move, still standing above you, and grinning. “gojo!” “fine, fine, if you want it that bad,” he teased. 

gojo positioned himself to sit against the headboard, you maneuvered to hover over gojo, your hand at the base of his cock, the tip of his cock at your entrance. pushing the head inside, you slowly started to sink down, wincing at the slight burn from the intrusion.

after bottoming out, you sighed for a moment, adjusting. you felt gojo’s hand come down on your ass, the sound from the slap resonating throughout the room. “get to it,” he said, his voice breathless. you clicked your tongue to the roof of your mouth, intent on giving gojo a taste of his own medicine 

you bounced relentlessly on his cock, clenching your walls purposely when you would grind for a moment. “f-fuck!” gojo moaned, throwing his head back. “g-gonna cum angel! n-need you to cum first,”. 

you were on the edge yourself, but you had better plans for gojo. you paused your movements, gojo’s cock still fully inside of you, but no movement. “w-what,” gojo whined, opening his eyes to look at you. you could see slight tears brimming in his eyes. “god, you’re so fucking” gojo mumbled, lifting you off of his cock. 

“wanted to be a brat, huh? gonna make me do it myself,” gojo had flipped you over, your ass in the air, your face down in the pillow. “i’ll show you how brats get treated,” gojo said his voice gravely. gojo pushed into you, inch by inch. he sat for a few seconds before pulling out and roughly thrusting back into you. “s-satoru!” you moaned. one of gojo’s hand pressed your face further into the pillow, his body atop yours, your back pressed against his chest as his cock rammed into you. 

you were blabbering nonsense, your drool falling onto the pillow. gojo let out a laugh that turned into a fluttery moan before he spoke, “i’m fucking you dumb, aren’t i? you can dish it out, but can’t take it?” “g-gojo please!” you whined. gojo laughed louder this time, his hand that had been pushing your hand into the pillow delegating down to your clit. 

“come on, cum for me,” gojo growled, his fingers rubbing quicker circles on the bundle. “been such a bad girl, but i’m letting you cum, i think you ought to say thank you,” his tone had become so condescending and, god, you loved it. “th-thank you gojo! thank you!” gojo began thrusting harder, your orgasm teetering on the edge. “look at me as you say it,” his voice deeper than before. you strained your neck to turn around and look at gojo, “t-thank you toru!” “fuck!” he groaned, his voice and his cock pushing you over the edge.

your orgasm was intense, reverberating throughout the entirety of your body. upon feeling your walls clench on his cock, gojo was pushed into his own orgasm, his warm seed filling you up. you sighed at the feeling, the warmth spreading inside of you. 

gojo pulled out of you, flopping down onto the bed next to you. without gojo’s hands holding onto you, your whole body felt like jelly as your knees no longer supported you, your legs sliding until you laid flat on the mattress. 

“coffee?” gojo asked, still breathless. you mustered up a little laugh, turning over to gojo who was already smiling at you. “bathroom first,” you sighed, pointing at gojo. gojo jumped out of the bed, running over to your side as he held his arms out to pick you up. 

after using the bathroom, you had thrown back on your sleep shirt, gojo grabbing out a pair of sweats from your bottom drawer, from the drawer that had been designated as his drawer. he smiled at the thought. walking in to the kitchen, gojo had started some coffee, the liquid dripping into the pot. 

it was nice, sitting with gojo, drinking coffee and talking. you had been pretty good friends before this whole arrangement, so you were glad that nothing had changed. eventually gojo had to leave, much to your dismay, but you did have a pretty busy day yourself also. 

he hustled out of your apartment, but not before leaving a soft kiss on your lips, much to your surprise. gojo wasn’t one for goodbye kisses, or even monogamous relationships for that matter, so the sweet gesture warmed your heart.

you looked up at gojo who had a slight blush on his cheeks as he grinned at you. he hurried down your hall, towards the elevator, waving bye when the ‘ding!’ sounded, the elevator doors opening.

3 hours later you recieved a text from gojo. usually after these nights together, it wouldn’t be a week until you did it again, but gojo felt there was no need to wait. he just wanted to be near you. 

‘drinks tonight? ;)’

fin

thank you guys so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed:D this was my first jujutsu kaisen piece!

so much love to you, take care of yourself<3

[magicmagikarp]

How Duke Runs His Blog

Hello. My name is Duke and this is how I run my blog.

SPEED: Impulse Posting or Everything is queued.

I like to keep everything I do in my queue so that I don’t clog up the dash. However, if you see me posting a lot within a few hours that means I’m probably on and dicking around. I am usually online from 2pm to 5am MST (no DST). But I’m sparse on the weekends due to working the evening shift. However, I tend to keep my speed like this:

                 Replies = Queued (10 to 22 posts from 7am to 10 pm) || MST (no DST) - 07:00                  Musings = Once a day at a specific time

                 Impulse Posting May Occur = Monday thru Friday                  Random Inbox Shit May Occur = Saturday and Sunday

I live in the barren state called Arizona, which means I don’t have Daylight Savings Time. Get Rekted Losers. Hahahahaha.

REPLIES: Queued (10 to 22 posts from 7am to 10pm) || MST (no DST) - 07:00

I’m slow and I impulse reply to threads. The rule for me: the longer the thread the longer it takes me to reply. Sorry, but multiple paragraph threads take a lot out of me and I have to be in a certain mood - mostly because I get intimidated and also I am pretty straight to the point in my threads.

STARTERS: Beginning blog greeter starters - after that only plotted starters.

I tend to write starters a lot when I start new blogs, mostly to get people interested in me and starting a thread with me. I find it easier to get kicking that way, since it’s like “hello, I wanna rp so let me throw this at you and see if you take the bait”. That’s right. I’m a sham. I bait people with greeter starters at the beginning and never do it once I get kicking. :T Sorry not sorry.

INBOX: Anonymous always on and always open.

I’m open to everyone and everything. You wanna throw your muse at me, go ahead - though I’d prefer you just tag me into a starter than coming into my inbox. I mean, if we’re just gonna move it to a thread then why not just tag me in a starter than moving it from an ask. But that’s just my philosophy.

I’m also slow. I have a hoard of asks in my inbox that I’m slowly doing and deleting some because some are just so old. So if I haven’t replied in months but have replied to others, then I probably deleted your ask because it’s out of date. However, if I haven’t replied to other’s of that meme, then you bed I’m saving them to just slap you in the face with.

SELECTIVITY: Non-Selective and Open (don’t have to mutuals)

I’m pretty open to everything and everyone. I usually follow back everyone who follows me since the majority of people are mutuals only - and to be honest I am kinda mutuals only too (in that I only send inbox memes to mutuals). However, if I unfollow you the reasons are one of the following:

                You’re clogging my dash via: ooc posts or uncut posts. :T                 You unfollowed me first

WISHLIST: Pre-established Relationships (the good, the bad, and the ugly)

Okay, seriously I want pre-established relationships. I want M to have ex-lovers, flings, enemies, friends*, clients, etc. I want to skip the awkward introductions and just go to something like: “Yo, [insert name here] there’s a food eating competition, I bet I’d beat you.” And just have interesting relationships.

*friends as in people who consider M a friend. :T and not necessarily who M would call friends, but would lie and say they are...it’s complicated.

HONEST NOTE: M is a shitty guy.

Hi I’m Duke and I have a shitty muse who I have a hard time explaining relationships with him because I’m the kind of person who can’t just say “your muse would die for M? Sorry M won’t do the same, but would pretend he would just so your muse would die for him” because I’m a shipping whore and dives head first into ships but then lets M burn them. Yeah...