#Denji = Geto

[highandwatchinganjme]

Just realized Denji and Mahito have pretty much the same relationship with their body and in-universe reaction to said relationship. That being repulsion and awe at their capabilities to deal with injury and damage.

So I’m just thinking that any crossover au fanfic or art would be missing out not having their interactions focus around this. With Mahito quickly honing in on this parallel and exploiting it to taunt and get under Denji’s skin.

Which could be extremely effective if Pochita is a curse in the shared universe, alternatively devil and curse are analogous. With Denji being a person given life by a curse possessing his body as opposed to a person who is possessed and caging a curse. So Denji is very self conscious and weak to attacks from that angle. Never corruption arc level, but definitely fucking with him as any good Chainsaw-Man fanfic must.

Either way, it could be this whole rivalry/relationship core to their interactions. Would make crossovers just that much better.

Suffice to say any Denji/Mahito smut must have negging at its core as it includes Mahito, but so many possibilities!

[chaepink]

thinking about…

naughty, horny boys who have a scent kink. they’re able to get off using one of your dirty shirts or used underwear that you threw in your laundry basket, bringing it to their nose to take a huge sniff as they jerk off to the smell. how dirty.

so imagine you come home early from running errands to find your darling jerking himself off on the bed, one hand fisting his leaky dick that’s spilling pre cum like a faucet and your used underwear in his other. you’re just standing there watching the show as he whimpers and whines and you swear you can hear little begs coming out of his mouth saying how much he wants you home right now.

you watch as his fisting becomes more frantic, signaling to you that he’s close and so you tell him to stop, which snaps him out of his state. it’s funny really, how he turns his head to look at you, the hand on his dick paused and his other hand clutching your underwear tighter.

he doesn’t apologize though, instead he begs for you to touch him. he’s just that desperate and needy right now for your touch. luckily for your darling, you like that about him.

though he is rather loud, so how about you stuff your underwear in his mouth to shut his pretty self up?

gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, itadori, rengoku kyojuro, denji, iida tenya, atsumu miya , bokuto kotaro and your favs!

note: its been a while since I’ve posted one of these

[bunnykissses]

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[berristreasuredlibrary]

Subby whiny boys who cry so pathetically for you :(((

Featuring: Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Kyojuro, Satoru, Suguru, Megumi, Itadori, Choso, Izuku, Denki, Kiri, Denji, Jean, Connie, Armin, + any of your faves!

MDNI, smut/NSFW under the cut.

It’s mean, the way you’re jerking him off so quickly, flicking your wrist every time you get to the leaky tip. His hips stutter and press back into the mattress, trying to wiggle away from your ruthless handjob. He’s already came twice, the overstimulation beginning to get to him as tears spill from his eyes, whiny moans and whimpers leaving his bruised lips. “B-baby please, can’t cum anymore. ‘S too much.” And you only hum in response, licking the tears rolling down his cheeks, running your thumb over his tip and kissing his nose. “Aww, but you’re doing so good for me, sweetheart. You can gimme another, can’t you? Be my good boy and cum one more time? I’ll let you eat me out after, honey. I promise. That sound good?” He lets put a pitiful whine as your hand speeds up, but his cock twitches at the promise of eating you out. Getting to taste your pretty pussy, get your juices all over his face, make you cum all over his tongue. You tighten your hand around the base of his dick and he whimpers, letting his head fall against the pillows as his eyes roll back. His mouth falls open and his hands fall to your shoulders, lightly pushing you away like he wants you to ease up, only for his hips to move in time with your hand. No sounds come from him until he’s shooting thin ropes of cum, a loud, strangled moan echoing in the room as his load lands all over your hand and his stomach, as pitiful as it was. Less than the two other times, but just as powerful, since it leaves him twitching and his thighs shaking. Pressing a kiss to his drool soaked lips, he whimpers when your thumb grazes his sensitive tip, whining against your lips. “Y-you promised.” Cooing softly, your free hand rubs his thigh, feeling it tense when your hand wraps around his dick again. “‘M sorry baby, can’t help myself. You’re just so pretty when you cum. I promise this is the last one, okay? Just wanna see your pretty face one more time.”

[entirelytoooobsessed]

boys that eat you out like you're they're last meal,

who know all the places their tongue can reach that'll make you feel the very best.

who hold their hands obediently behind their back, wishing they could touch but wanting to be a good boy-when all they really want to do is pull you further over their face as they lap at your clit.

who whine against you as you tug on their hair, heart eyes still looking up at you, utterly in love.

who can feel themselves getting closer from your pleasured sighs and moans, wishing they could fist their cock for some stimulation but they're good and won't without your permission.

who melt when you look down at them and call them a good boy.

who can probably cum from eating you out alone, from your taste and your sinful mouth, from the way that you look at him, praising him for how good he makes you feel.

who can't get enough, he'd sit between your legs forever despite the ache in his jaw or the pain in his knees, none of that matters with his face buried between your thighs and his tongue deep inside of you and your dark gaze on him.

nanami, armin, gojo, geto, denji, yuuji, bachira, zenitsu, isagi, any of your faves<3

[wjehfshs]

Came to the realisation that my type is loner/kinda loser boys who struggle to fit in and dislike authority to some degree or like to tease… maybe not even that, just loser loner boys (based off not only childhood crushes but also current crushes)

[truedove]

midnight caller

word count - 994

content warning - smut (minors dni), f!reader insert, pervy behavior, extremely dubious consent, somnophilia, frottage

♡ your best friend's pervy older brother who's eyes always seem to bore into you whenever you come over to their house. you always make sure to forgo the pretty skirts and dresses you have in your closet, instead opting for the most baggy jeans and sweatshirts you can find.

♡ your best friend's pervy older brother who constantly invades your personal space, pressing up against you in the most inappropriate ways. you've grown accustomed to the feeling of his breath on your neck whenever he stands too close, the way his hands seem to linger just a little too long on your shoulders or hips when he guides you out of his way.

♡ your best friend's pervy older brother who never misses an opportunity to tease you until you're red in the face. he has a way of making even the most innocent comments sound dirty. when he's not doing that, he's trying to get you alone. always asking you to help him 'study' even though you know he's top of his class. it's a thin excuse to get you into his room, where he can finally have you all to himself.

♡ your best friend's pervy older brother who takes to jerking off to the innocent selfies he's found of you on your social media. he envisions all of the ways he could touch you, ruin you. he pretends the tight grip of his hand is your mouth instead, imagines how pretty you'd look on your knees for him, petal soft lips stretched around his cock as you look up at him with those wide, trusting eyes of yours.

♡ your best friend's pervy older brother who sneaks into the room one night during your sleepover, his sister fast asleep next to you. he makes his way over to your side of the bed and carefully climbs in beside you, pressing his aching cock against your bottom and relieving some of the pressure. he's never had you this close before, all of his attempts being thwarted by your iron-clad will to deny him. not tonight though.

his free hand make its way under your nightshirt and he revels in the feel of your soft skin, the warmth that emanates from your body. he's waited so long for this and he wants to savor it, take his time in exploring every inch of you, learning all of the ways he can make you feel good - he truly does - but he's also itching to just finally have you. with a hushed groan, he tentatively begins to rut against you, harsh pants dampening the crook of your neck. his hand wanders from underneath your shirt to inside your panties and he feels a rush of triumph when his fingers find you warm and wet. he should feel guilty, violating you like this, but it's not like he was hurting you, right? you're so wet for him and whether you wanted to admit it or not, he knows that you want him too. you were a bashful little thing, always playing so hard to get. the only way that this was ever going to happen was if he took some initiative. he strokes your clit lightly, feeling it pulse under his touch and you stir slightly in your sleep. your body responds to his touch, betraying your feigned innocence and his cock twitches in anticipation, pressing more insistently against your backside. the pressure builds and his rutting grows clumsy, erratic, his fingers faltering momentarily before he finds his rhythm once more, determined to make you come for him. so caught up as he is, he doesn't notice your eyes slowly opening, the haze of sleep dissipating as the realization of what's happening sets in. your body twitches under his touch before tightening as pleasure overwhelms you. you fail to stifle your whimpers and a hand shoots up to cover your mouth, the grip firm, just teetering on the edge of painful. a chuckle rumbles from his chest, vibrating against your back. "shh, shh, shh." he hushes you, a certain lilt to his tone that makes it sound like he's amused. "it's alright, sweetheart. just relax." your eyes are wide with shock, the sight of your friend’s resting face just a few inches away from you rising a fierce blush to your cheeks. he continues to grind against you and against your better judgement - you let him. a low groan tickles your ears when he comes, his body tensing for a brief moment before going slack. his grip on you remains firm as he catches his breath, heaving heavily. you’re having a hard time processing what just happened. your heart races in your chest, the sound of it an uneasy accompaniment to the siblings contrast in breaths. one steady and peaceful, the other ragged and heavy with satisfaction. a kiss pressed to your temple catches you by surprise, gentle and warm, affectionate. he seems to have no plans of moving at all, hand still nestled between your thighs and his gentle petting causes you to shudder. your eyes shut of their own accord - you have so many emotions swirling inside you. anger, confusion, lingering desire, weariness. the weight of his body against yours is comforting in a backwards sort of way, and you find yourself relaxing back into the warmth of his touch, the solidity of his form. "hm, that's it. get some sleep, pretty girl." he coos, his voice low and saited, before trailing off into a yawn. you try to fight your own fatigue, but soon feel the warmth of sleep creeping up on you once more, your eyes growing heavy. the next morning, he'll be gone from the bed. your clothes will be righted but your panties still uncomfortably soaked through. and when he pulls you into his lap - his sister none the wiser as she scarfs down breakfast in the dining room - you don't protest that time.

[karlyboyyy]

Key ingredients for a Silly Little Guy!

[bloodlessdeity]

yeah, this is my favorite character! bashes them against a wall. why do you ask!!

[eneriology]

plopping these here do u see my vision

[mwah-chia]

been thinking about touchy aki and reader who are secretly dating?/more than co-workers or friends who he can’t keep his hands off even on the job (*^.^*)

aki hayakawa who is touchy as fuck when it comes to you. superior aki hayakawa, who has gone out after hours with you and some other co-workers, hitting up the local izakaya to enjoy a few rounds of beers and cheap food. touchy aki hayakawa, who after his fourth pint starts to stroke the plush of your thigh under the table, giving it the gentlest squeeze. he watches out of his peripheral, the way you laugh at something some irrelevant devil hunter has said from across the table and combs his fingers loosely through a piece of your hair to tuck it back behind your ear.

aki hayakawa who has been sent to retrieve a piece of the gun devil with the rest of the division four squad. he commands them forward, watching as they head off then suddenly groping the fat of your ass and giving it the smallest tap making you jump in surprise. ‘hurry up y/ln, don’t fall behind’ giving you a quick wink before leaving in the same direction as the rest of your fellow hunters. you stand there for a second to control the pink hue of blush across your cheeks before you can rush off.

aki hayakawa who is clenching his fist in an effort to restrain himself from pulling you by the waist into his side. he watches how (not-so-innocent) denji picks you up and onto his back after an unsuspecting devil ambushes your mission, striking your right leg as you pushed kobeni out of the way of its fury. aki hayakawa who is silently seething as he sees denji wrap his palms underneath your thighs to carry you out once the assignment is completed. he thinks he will spit into denji’s food later tonight once they and power are all back home, although he won’t.

aki hayakawa who comes to see you in the infirmary once the others have left. visiting hours be damned. in the privacy of the hospital room, he grabs your face in both hands to slam his lips against yours. ‘don’t you dare be so fucking reckless like that again’ a command that carries no vexation as it should, but instead spills out of his hot lips more broken like a desperate plea. ‘it’s okay aki, it only caught my leg’ .. ‘don’t be so worried’. he sits on the bed then, looping one arm around your waist and the other behind your head to pull you into his chest. aki hayakawa who can’t imagine not being within arms length of you, ‘how can i not when it’s you?’.

[valentnies]

nooo baby don’t read that manga. the kinda silly found family trio with two boys and one girl is doomed by the narrative and will fuck you up forever. baby look at me, this isn’t you!

[myykster]

a combination of jjk and csm doodle dump 😵‍💫

[putridslug]

I just saw a post about a person (I won't name) saying that their "anniversary" with a fictional character was coming up and how the fictional character was going to take them places and what they'll do, and in the comments, other people were also mentioning their "anniversaries" with fictional characters, some being minors (mind you that most people that were commenting this are in their late 20s to mid-30s, and I'm not saying that their weren't young people; this just stood out to me).

And I just wanna know other people's thoughts on this because I just don't know I have no words, like, are these normal things people do? Am I supposed to have an anniversary with a fictional character too? Am I wrong for feeling like this is weird? Am I the weird one?

 

Sorry if this is bad. English is not my first language, and I'm kind of new to this part of the Internet since I've been sheltered by my parents for most of my life. 

[berristreasuredlibrary]

Who else does this fit? Would this be categorized as a self-indulgent? Surprise me.

@cherryblossomsenpai what do you think?

“You shouldn’t love me.”

“You don’t get to decide who I love.”

“I’m not right for you.”

“You’re perfect for me.”

“I’m dangerous.”

“I could let loose a little.”

“I’d ruin you.”

“I don’t need to be perfect.”

“I’d break you.”

“I don’t need to be in one piece.”

“I’m a monster.”

“Not to me. To me you’re an angel, you’re a god. So bright and wonderful. You make me smile, really smile. You make me laugh, you make me happy, you make me cry. You make me feel. You make me human again. I need you, more than I’ve ever needed anything in my entire life. I need you to need me the way I need you. I want you to think of me the way I think of you. I want you to feel the way I feel for you. I want you, so fucking bad it hurts.”

“I’m scared.”

“Me too. Let’s be scared together.”

[yingxtkm]

I remember I said something about posting more sketches/WIPs after a poll so uh here’s a recent sketch page of a whatever characters I felt like drawing. Probably will never finish it lol