#Junko Smut

[hopeful-sluts]

Makoto never put too much weight on his talent, is not like one could measure how lucky he was. That was until the despair sister dragged him to their room and demanded his opinion about which one of them looked better in their skimpy outfits.

Maybe luck was real!

“Well Makoto is it me, don’t tell me this smelly bitch really has your eye?!”

“Sis… my chest isn’t as big but my butt looks nice enough… and maybe he likes abs.”

The sisters were surrounding Makoto! All in his face shaking their ass and tits unknowingly both trying to entice the Luckster so he gives their opinion on the outfits! Specifically which he likes more.

“I-I can’t choose, you both look nice to me!”

To say Junko liked that answer would be a lie… and Mukuro was much of the same. The girls knew the only way they were gonna get an honest opinion was to drain him dry… let’s hope that they’re ready for hours upon hours of the hung luckster!

[frickingnerd]

love needs to hurt

pairing: junko enoshima x gn!reader

tags: yandere junko, suggestive, established relationship

“you look so pretty, with all those bruises on your body~”

junko was enamored with the way you looked right now. your body was covered in scratches, hickeys and bite marks, all of those done by her, as signs of her love to you. and even if her love hurt you in the process, the endresult made it all worthwhile.

with a satisfied smile on her lips, junko leaned in to press a final kiss onto your lips, before softly whispering to you:

“those marks show everyone that you're mine. so don't even think about covering them up, darling~”

[gummy-bearz]

can you do junko x male reader sfw and nsfw headcannons

NSFW / SFW

Junko Enoshima with a Male Reader Headcanons

Ive actually never written for junko before!!

- mod hiyoko

SFW

- Oh god…

- Any reason why you’re dating this chick?

- Well, uhm…she’s affectionate most of the times?

- She finds you badass for dating someone who painted the whole world in despair. But seriously, how cool is that?!

- Junko likes cuddles, she squeezes you tightly and holds you against her chest while ranting about how big boobs feel great.

- Well since she’s a fashionista, she likes to dress you up since she has great taste in fashion.

- Really handsy. Like, she’s touching you every second when you’re with her. She’ll be clinging onto your arm, holding your hand or whatever.

- If anyone mistreats you, it’s SO over for them. Junko will make sure they feel a substantial amount of despair.

- LOTS of shopping sprees. She forces you to go shopping with her- a fashionista like her gotta look good, y’know?

- Don’t worry, she gets you stuff too. Surprisingly. Junko spoils you rotten with stuff you don’t even ask for.

NSFW

- Chains. Chokers. Leashes. Get what I’m saying?

- Collars too- she forces you to get on your knees and bark like a dog. (I don’t know if this is even NSFW but…)

- She likes to step on you.

- She LOOVESS her boobs, she likes to press them against your face.

- Junko is into BDSM, she likes seeing you tied up and helplessly squirming around all vulnerable.

- Her aftercare is absolutely horrible. That’s why you’re the one who’s in charge of it- it makes her feel relieved though that she doesn’t have to do all of the work.

- She loves seeing you beg- it makes her feel powerful that you’re desperate and need her badly.

- She’s extremely rough when riding you, she doesn’t care if you’re hurt. She wants you to feel true despair. Your cock is also feeling despair too.

- Junko doesn’t care about risks. Public sex? Sure, why not? She doesn’t care at all.

- She degrades you, while you praise her.

- Huge sadist- she teases you and scratches you with her nails until you’re literally in tears.

[fvck-th3m-b1tch3s]

𐔌 ㅤ 𐙚ㅤㅤREQUEST DONE ࣪ 𓈒 ⠀ྀི ㅤׂㅤ ㅤ 𓉸 𓈒

request : " could we get nsfw/kink headcanons for aoi, akane, chiaki and junko (non-despair) with a dom!male s/o? please and thank you!!! "

𝅄⠀⠀ㅤׂ ⠀chars : aoi asahina, chiaki nanami, akane owari, junko enoshima⠀ 𓈒⠀⠀✧

៹ 𔘓 reader status : dom!male reader ! ꞌꞋ ࣪

⠀# . MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. 𓂃 ♥︎

Aoi asahina :

you two do semi public sex alot

like that one ranpoe fic she likes stacking donuts on your dick and eating them

also pretty loud

lowkey likes to have you squished in her boobs while you fuck her

she actually LOVES to ride you

chiaki nanami :

When your fucking, she tends not to make sound but oh boy is she enjoying that dick<3.

she loves to dickwarm you while she plays her video games

Likes how your always top so she doesn't have to do much

Absolutely loves thigh riding you

You two make out sometimes during sex

Akane owari :

Food play 24/7 with akane

Likes it when you hold nothing back on her, makes her even more turned on and wet

Hella loud during sex

She likes to eat during sex

Junko enoshima :

Really likes to suck you off dry

Tit jobs 24/7 with her

Wild ass sex, poor neighbors

Likes to annoy you sometimes during sex so you "punish" her.

Different kinks every time you two have sex

[lu3ky777]

Junko has gotten complete control of the whole world, and her army of Monokumas and brainwashed minions are spreading left and right. Feeling a little revenge is in store. She decides to target and brainwash Kyoko into being her little assistant and personal plaything. She has one of her minions, luring her to a supposed hideout where she then broadcasts the brainwashing and has Kyoko under her control. Now, in her grasp, Junko has Kyoko dress in nothing but cat ears and a little cat tail as she takes her to her room and has her eat her out as Kyoko is getting plowed and griped from behind by a brainwashed servant

(Sorry for the long time to post)

Junko had a huge sinister smile on her face, it was so easy to take control. What terrible things was she going to do now? Many~ but Kyoko would make a good first victim. She was so easily baited into her trap, that's the problem with being so smart~ everyone else is so predictable. Kyoko was brainwashed, but what was she going to fill her mind with? Infinite loyalty to Junko of course! Maybe even an inferiority complex for good measure~ she could even act as a spy for her if the moment ever called for it. But at the moment she now had a mind controlled Kyoko, who kowtowed the second she saw Junko. Well Junko knew the perfect Cock hardening plan for her~

“Junko~ I did as you asked” Kyoko said as she was in nothing but cat ears and tail, Junko didn't really like cats but she also didn't really like Kyoko. “Here. Now.” With that single command Kyoko ran towards her stopping right in front of her. Junko picked her up with one hand placing her legs over her shoulders as she gave a mighty slap to her huge ass, which resulted in a moan from Kyoko along with massive jiggling from her ass. She then licked her lips obviously about to indulge herself with Kyoko's pussy and when she did oh boy~ She furiously ate her out as if she was a starving man eating at a buffet, no care for formality just devouring her entire pussy expertly with her tongue. A shirtless man, wearing a monomuma head came behind Kyoko. He revealed his large massive cock as he started fucking Kyoko's ass, all of course under the direct command of Junko. Kyoko didn't stand a chance as she came over and over.

After Junko finished her pussy and her servant came a huge load in her ass, Junko decided it was her turn to have some real fun. She picked her up with both hands while her servant left the room, Junko used Kyoko's fat ass and rubbed it against her own crotch as Kyoko could feel a massive bulge from her crotch. It grew bigger and bigger~ god it was huge from what she was feeking~ and her ass was being used to get Junko off from outside her pants. Kyoko moaned and almost came from the anticipation alone, but once Junko was mostly fully hard she took off her panties and skirt. The most massive cock she had ever seen was in front of her and she had just been fucked hard by a huge cock, but that one seemed like a joke in comparison. “Now it's time for some payback~”

Junko truly used her like a toy as she indulged herself in fucking her ass, she slammed her against the wall roughly while she continued her brutal fucking of her ass. Kyoko was talking it about as well as Junko expected her to, she had came multiple times by now of course. Kyoko was a moaning mess as her tongue stuck out in bliss, Junko spanked her ass imprinting her hand slap on her ass so hard it was still there hours later and making it jiggle wildly. “You’ll make a fine addition to my harem, though by harem I mean stupid sluts~ If I really cared about them, I'd take them out on a date and seduce them first.”

 Kyoko was screaming in moans instead of responding, unacceptable behavior to say the least. Junko slapped Kyoko's face hard to make her pay attention. Kyoko screamed as she spoke “FUCK- Oh the despair of being a pathetic fucktoy~~~” Junko smiled wide “Good fucktoy~ I broke all your hope~ proving that despair is much better~ now I'm going to finish my point~” She came a massive load of aggressively fertile and thick cum in her ass while pulling out, coating her ass in it before letting Kyoko fall on the floor like a rag. 

Kyoko moaned out satisfied “I'm completely in despair~” Junko sighed and kicked Kyoko over as she could now see Junko was rock hard “Do you really think I was gonna be done with only two hours of fucking?” Kyoko gulped as Junko grabbed both of her legs, putting her into a mating press as she teased her pussy with her tip threatening to barge in and destroy her. That alone was enough to make Kyoko cum, this caused Junko to laugh like a maniac. If this was humanity's greatest hope then despair would easily win the day~ Junko began pounding Kyoko intensely and she definitely wouldn't stop until she was full of cum, but Junko had already began to wonder who should she target next~

[aurelia1uvscats]

𝐏𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐧 | Nagito Komaeda ੈ✩‧₊˚

word count: 1,637

warnings: none! fluff and comfort fem!reader

[notes]: yall this is my first fanfic ever owmwshwjhssj please dont mind it being absolutely CRINGE and BAD ive read this so many times that i despise this fic idc if it has mistakes im not READING THIS AGAIN 😭😭 also this fic is just sum beach walking and comforting komaeda

⊹ ⋆ﾟ꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ⊹

The sulphury smell of the ocean enters your nostrils while you walk along the nearby shores of the beach. The wind blows gently at you, it tugs your hair a tinsy bit. You close your eyes, slowly taking a moment to inhale the intoxicating aroma with ease. The more you move forward in your path, the more footprints you set on the sand, in which the ocean will wash away eventually, and leave remains of nothing. You favored walks on the beach. It helped you concentrate and relieve all that pent-up stress within you. Not only that, but the beach gave you a sense of familiarity, it felt like a home to you.

The boy that had accompanied you on your stroll walked with the same peaceful aura as you. He was carrying a green umbrella due to his pale skin having the tendency to get burnt easily, such an inconvenience to him in which you found adoring. You halted to a stop and the boy behind you mimicked your actions, he looked at you with curiosity painted on his face. You begin gazing at the horizon at the end of the ocean, entranced by the beauty the world had to offer. The horizon displayed ombre colors consisting of various types of blue, with a small tint of yellow from the sun. You begin smiling with content. Not only was it due to the capturing scene bestowed upon your eyes, it was a result of the boy’s comforting presence as well. You were enamored by him, he had a very peculiar way of seeing the world, he had piqued your interest from the very beginning. Komaeda would support you at any given time, his undying kindness always took a toll on you, it prevented you from thinking straight. You weren’t sure what you felt towards him, but you could say for certain that you felt a compelling attraction towards him, you wanted him to remain by your side, always. Though, the way he would talk down to himself was something you much disliked about the boy. You loathed the way he perceived himself, the boy had extraordinary qualities, and yet he would still wear himself down. You wish he would see himself the way you saw him, An entracing work of art.

The boy’s smile by this time was plastered on his face, admiring you with the most adoring eyes. He wondered, what exactly were you thinking of? Komaeda cherished the moments you two would spend together. He felt that you completed him as a person, you made him want to experience many things he hadn’t indulged in before. He was spiraling with emotions due to your effect, he simply didn’t know what to do anymore. He preferred not to disgrace you with his execrable feelings, so he leaned for the choice to keep them confidential. Though, he did find that just being in your presence was simply enough for him.

You slowly turned your gaze towards him, noticing he was already staring at you with a warm smile. Could he have heard you thinking? Red tints begin spreading across your face, it begins stretching towards your ears.

“I’m sorry.” You mumbled softly, avoiding his gaze.

“I always tend to get distracted when it comes to the beach.”

“It makes me think a lot,” you tell him, beginning to fidget with your hair. You shift your eyes back to him a bit.

The boy gives you a small chuckle, reassuring you he didn’t mind it.

“Hanging out with you is more than I could ask for y/n…My luck has truly blessed me today.” He meets your gaze and gives you a warm smile, slightly tilting his head. You could hear the thudding of your heart through your ears, it felt like it was going to combust, the effect he had on you was insane.

“Though, I should ask why you asked me of all people to accompany you.” He began.

“I’m just a nobody, someone who has no place to be near a talented ultimate as yourself…Let alone walk with you! I would ruin the view for you with my terrible constant talking and…”

You faced him with intense eyes, a sweat bead goes down his forehead.

“Ah, seems I did just that, huh? I’ll just go back to staying quiet, so please continue.”

You began approaching him slowly, still maintaining the intense eye contact. Komaeda didn’t seem to step back.

“I must have truly angered you… My apologies, y/n. Feel free to punish me as you wish.”

You approached so close that Komaeda dropped his green umbrella onto the sand. He just stared at you in a confused manner, he seemed disappointed you hadn’t punished him yet.

Komaeda watched your lips part, awaiting the insult. You start, “I’m not mad Komaeda, I’m just simply admiring my view.”

“Your view?” He repeated in a confused manner.

“I don't quite follow.”

“Can't you see Komaeda? You’re my view.” Komaedas eyes widen at her sudden comment, he’s completely stunned. Did he hear you correctly?

“What…?” He asked,

“I’d rather much watch you than any other horizon.” You happily admit, returning the warm smile he had given you earlier. His eyes widened, a flush crept upon his face. Then you were hit by the sudden realization of your bold comments… Your brain broke a fuse.

“Yeah!! But, I don’t mean it in a weird way, please don’t misunderstand me. It’s just that I find you more intriguing than the horizon. Uh, That wasn’t phrased correctly either. What I mean is that-“

“Please…. Don’t say things like that, y/n. You don’t want to taint your eyes with trash like me.”

“Komaeda….”

The umbrella he had dropped had been taken away by the shore. And you and Komaeda stared at each other silently, all that was heard was the sound of the waves. Why did he hate himself so much? You could go on for days talking about all his good qualities and perfect personality. You wish you had met him earlier, maybe you could’ve stopped him from hating himself so much, maybe he could’ve appreciated himself better and see that his presence does matter in this world. But, that wasn’t the current situation… You had to commit another bold move, though you would dread on it later, you had to do something.

You abruptly reached out for his clammy hands and clasped onto them. Komaeda jumped at your sudden action.

“Komaeda,” you inhaled deeply and began,

“You’re very important to me. I don’t care about tainting myself with you. I’ll take the risk again and again because I genuinely enjoy being in your presence.”

“One day, I truly hope you see yourself the way I do. I think of you as a man who's intriguing, thoughtful, warm-hearted, understanding,” You kept listing every single quality that came to your brain nonstop, you had no filter.

Komaeda removed his right hand from your grasp and gently placed it upon your mouth. You slowly began opening your eyes… You hadn’t sunk his reaction since you had shut your eyes closed when you began talking. Komaeda’s face seemed very flushed, or so you thought, maybe it was due to the sun’s rays striking upon his pale skin… You on the other hand weren't aware on how your reaction was displayed, all you knew was you felt like you might pass out at any moment.

Komaeda is the first one to break the silence.

“Do… you really see me in that way, y/n…?” He asked while removing his hand from your mouth. He anxiously waited for your answer while his jaw clenched.

“Y-yeah. I do…” you release his other hand softly.

You saw his eyes widen once again, and then they begin turning glossy…. His facial expression contorting to one of sadness and mouth slowly held out agape. You were alerted by his sudden change of emotion and began rethinking on what you may have said for him to react this certain way. His knees slowly buckled, and he was falling to the sand, you clutched his shoulders with all your might and held onto him, falling in a sitting position in the sand with him. You stayed in that position for what felt an eternity, the sand on the ground bruised your knees a tiny bit, but certainly you didn’t mind it at all. You let him cry it all out while rubbing circles on his back as a way to calm him down. After he finished, he managed to mutter:

“Thank you so much, y/n.” He faced you with small tear beads in his eyes. You realize that he wasn’t crying due to a comment you had said, but crying due to someone expressing such strong feelings towards him. He’s never received such bombardment of compliments before.

“You’re welcome Komaeda.” You tell him, whilst swiping his remaining tears with your thumb.

“How about we continue with our walk, yeah?” You offered, letting go of him and standing up. You stretch out your hand towards him with a warm smile. He shyly nodded and gladly accepts it, he stands up as well.

Even while standing up, you two never separated your hands, both of you held them firmly. You were flushed at such a fact, but still went onwards with your walk. You looked at Komaeda, and he was smiling with such content, your heart melted once again. If you had managed to convey such colossal amount of compliments, then surely confessing should be easier, but, right now didn't seem like the perfect moment to confess… You wanted to enjoy your remaining walk with him, making him feel completely cherished.

“You have a purpose, Nagito Komaeda...” You mumbled to him out of nowhere.

That’s all he needed to hear.

[hopeful-sluts]

Finally Junko as Jigsaw - in front of Izuru, does it get the Ultimate Hope growing?~

“For your final challenge… you must fuc-” Before Junko could even give her best Jigsaw impression demanding that Izuru fuck her he’s already kissing her deeply with his hands caressing and exploring her voluptuous body, all the while his massive gigantic cock throbs in front of Junko… once he makes her cum from touch alone he’s gonna breed her all day and night~

[frickingnerd]

Junko Enoshima Masterlist

oneshots

the things jealousy makes you do

after breaking up with junko, you run into her again in a night club. it seems like junko is there with someone new, already moving on. but when you approach her, you realize she's still hoping you'll give her another chance...

drabbles

love needs to hurt

headcanons

dating junko enoshima

yandere junko enoshima

long-distance relationship with junko

bully!junko falling for her victim

polyamorous

[nothing yet]

love triangles

[nothing yet]

[izurusstuff]

⚠️ 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI!! ⚠️

message from izurusstuff: hello, lovelies <3 i woke up today and immediately ran to tumblr because of an amazing thought i had >:) it’s inspired by @goddess-of-green’s teacher nagito smut, i highly recommend you check their’s out because it’s awesome and lives in my mind rent free. also this is 18+ only, minors do NOT interact!!! and everyone’s legal age. also there’s spoilers for the danganronpa 3 anime and ending of goodbye despair, so read with caution if you don’t want spoilers

summary: You’re a student at the University of Tokyo a couple years after The Tragedy. The whole ordeal inspired you to become a psychology major with a minor in ethics. It’s your senior year at the university— you only have a semester left until graduation. Everything was perfect until this point, but your high-level ethics professor makes it hard to keep up your perfect grades. Fed up, you confront him, which leads to… something special ;)

A+ (Teacher!Izuru Kamukura x Fem!Reader Smut)

It’s another day in class towards the end of the semester. Finals are quickly approaching, and your stoic teacher is handing your papers back at the end of class. For some reason, he just wouldn’t give out A’s in his class. Your perfect 4.0 GPA was going to be brought down by this right before you graduated! You grew tired of his antics. Of course, it didn’t really tick you off until you spent days without sleep trying to finish your paper. Every other source told you that it was amazing and captivating.

But you got a B+, an 89.9

You were basically fuming at that point. It was obvious Professor Kamukura wasn’t going to admit that your paper deserved an A. Rage boiled through your body. Your nostrils flared and your knuckles tightened. You stared into your professors eyes with pure anger. He wouldn’t admit it, but your reaction wasn’t boring to him. He was used to boredom. His eyebrow ever so slightly raised at you, which only pissed you off more.

Without breaking any eye contact, you ripped up your 30 page paper in front of him and slammed it on his desk. Oh boy, he did not know what he was signing up for when he messed with the valedictorian’s perfect GPA.

“Can I help you?” He scoffed.

His apathy was the straw that broke the camel’s back. With your fists balled up, you took a deep breath and let it OUT.

“Is it your mission in life to make everyone miserable? Is it because you got used by your school to become a human weapon? Why the FUCK do you have to be so condescending?! Do you KNOW how hard I worked to be here?! DO YOU?! If you hate people sooo much and you’re always bored by them, why did you take the job here? It’s not like you’re the best of the best! I can name thousands of people who’d be a better teacher for this job than you are… so why do you think you’re hot shit? You’re not… you’re a hurt little boy with some weird complex a-and you’re RUINING everything… so what the fuck is your problem, Kamukura?!”

Holy shit. Your response had him speechless for a brief second. He had to compose himself before staring you down and giving a response. However, you weren’t even CLOSE do being done…

“Your paper was bori-”

“Boring? Yeah, I fucking KNOW! Everything’s boring to you! But I am NOT letting your stubborn ass ruin my perfect GPA, do you understand?! What would capture your attention? Writing my paper on Junko Enoshima? Chiaki Nanami? Ooh I know! How about Hajime Hinata!”

Ouch. The last name really struck a nerve with Izuru. He actually felt a sense of sadness; something he hasn’t felt since he watched Chiaki’s final moments. Kamukura simply walked away, the nerve!

“Oh, you think I’m DONE with you?!”

“Doubtful.” He rolled his eyes, opening the classroom door for you. Huh, weird.

“I’m heading to my office. You can come with or continue your temper tantrum in here until the next class comes.”

You stood in shock for a moment. He was actually inviting you to his office…? I mean, it was in his own weird way, but it counted, right?

He walked in front of you without saying a word, only motioning to the door of his office.

Izuru’s office definitely didn’t fit him. There was a few coffee mugs, packets of chamomile tea, kawaii stuffed animals, a sword, etc. Were these all the gifts his former classmates gave him?

“Sit.”

You did as he said, looking around at everything in awe. Kamukura pulled out a folder than had your last name on it with copies of your old papers. You were utterly shocked he kept up with stuff like that.

“[L/N]. Your final semester here.”

“How did you-?”

“You’re valedictorian. I hear about you wherever I go.”

He… knew stuff about you? You were utterly shocked and dumbfounded. You thought you were just another boring face to him.

“I’ll say this one time and one time only. Your response to your grade impressed me. We both know that never happens.”

“Oh. Sorry, I guess?”

“Don’t apologize. It takes away character.”

You looked at the floor and nodded as Professor Kamukura looked through your folder more. Surprisingly, it earned a few impressed eyebrow raises from him.

“Your papers have no mistakes. They’re merely boring to me. Except for your last one on the ethics of Hope’s Peak. For obvious reasons, I do not have any interest in reading a paper about the school that used me.”

Realization hit you, and you actually felt bad for him. It was the first time you did. You looked at the ground and nodded. Kamukura obviously picked up on your regret, which he rolled his eyes to and tapped on the desk to get your attention.

“Why are you remorseful? It’s just a grade. If you need an A that badly, I’ll change it.”

You shook your head. It nearly knocked him out of his seat in surprise.

“No. It’s because you’re still a person, which everyone forgets about. Including me.”

Your humanization of him really REALLY struck a nerve. But in a good way. The tone in the room shifted to a way more positive one, and you swear you saw his mouth turn into an ever so slight smile.

“Your response… was not what I was expecting, Y/N.”

He used your first name?! You jolted up to stare at him in utter disbelief.

“If you want to go, I won’t keep you.”

You shook your head. Neither of you knew what to say next. However, it seemed you two were truly seeing each other as humans. Not human experiment and student who only cared about her grades, but humans… and tension filled the air. Both of you stood up with Izuru locking his office door and backing you against the wall.

Your heart fluttered so incredibly fast. Just mere moments ago, you were about to square up with your teacher. Now you want nothing more than to hold him. Little did you know he felt the same about you.

His red eyes expressed a hint of worry behind them. You could tell he was concerned about hurting you or pressuring you into this.

With a deep breath, you closed the distance between you two and finally kissed him. You expected him to shove you away and call you boring, but his hands merely cupped your face as he deepened the kiss. You melted into it, completely forgetting that he was the reason you wouldn’t have a perfect GPA. But in that moment, you couldn’t care. You didn’t care that you were passionately kissing your teacher who has no emotion towards anything.

“Are you sure you don’t want to leave?” Kamukura asked, not taking his eyes off your mouth. You could tell he wanted nothing more than you to stay with him.

“I’m sure…”

His mouth slightly widened into the barely visible smile he had before. He smiled into another kiss with you, pushing you up against the wall. Izuru obviously knew what you were thinking, but he didn’t want to make the first move out of respect (consent king). So, you took his hands and moved them down to the dip in your hips. He definitely got the memo.

“Tell me if you want to stop.”

You nodded. The kisses got more rough, but he took his time with caressing your body. You loved the passion he was showing, but God you wanted him to hurry up.

Once he got to your chest, you took your shirt off, giving him an uncovered view of your chest. He was mesmerized by your body. Kamukura pulled you into yet another kiss, but this time it was by grabbing your ass. You were surprised by his strength, but then again, he WAS made to be impossibly strong…

While he was doing his own thing to you, you unbuttoned his shirt and watched it slide down his muscular arms. Holy shit. You weren’t expecting that. You should’ve, but you didn’t.

He softly chuckled, and that surprised both of you. Izuru removed his shirt, pulling you closer. You could feel each other’s body heat. You finally took off your bra and slid your skirt down. He took no time in reaching for your chest and caressing it. Meanwhile, you got his pants off. He led the two of you to his desk…

Kamukura laid you down and kissed down your body until he got to the line of your underwear. With a delicate touch, he took them off and put himself between your thighs, looking up at you with curiosity and lust. You whimpered, and that only made him more crazed.

He gently rubbed a finger up your slit, causing you to whimper yet again. You could see his smile through your half lidded gaze.

Finally he stuck a finger in. You gasped out in pleasure, and he slowly moved it in and out. You grabbed his hair and whimpered again. Fuck it, he couldn’t wait any more.

Kamukura removed his last article of clothing and slowly slid into you. Your hands grasped onto his toned back as your moans got louder with every inch he put in. He looked down at you, putting his hands underneath your back as he began his thrusting.

You heard his soft grunts, making you further crazed. You wrapped his legs around his torso and he sped up. The light of the hallway peeking in through his blinds gave his toned body a beautiful glow, and you were starstruck by it.

In an odd moment of wholesomeness, he placed a soft kiss on your forehead while he harshly thrusted into you. The duality, good lord.

Your whimpers and tightening drove him crazy. He sped up as fast as he could, causing his desk to shake. Even if someone heard you two, neither of you cared because of how good you both felt.

Even though it felt like seconds, moments passed before you tightened around him from finishing, therefore making him cum too. Both of you were unbelievably sweaty from the deed, and you laid on his desk staring at the ceiling.

“I’ll change your grade to an A.”

RAAAA THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVE THINGS IVE EVER WRITTEN, SHOUKD I MAKE A PART TWO…

[ts4ritsa]

Hello

I really liked the fluff alphabet for Mukuro, this time I’d like to request the smut one, please

₊˚ପ⊹ smut alphabet ;

ft. mukuro ikusaba from danganronpa * ˚ ✦

tags / cw: smut, gn!reader

a: aftercare

mukuro would want both sides to handle aftercare. she wants to be close to you, so you know she’s okay and so she knows that you’re okay. her touch is attentive and precise. not the most affectionate verbally, but she’s better at showing you her thoughts her feelings with her actions, perhaps with gentle caresses of your muscles or just a snack

b: body part

kissing your neck is her go-to for when things get hot. at first they’re small, light kisses, but they gradually get more intense and she ends up leaving a few marks on you before you know it. she loves the way you fall to temptation when you feel her shaky breath against your neck while her body is deliciously wrapped around yours.

her favorite part of her is her hands - she loves tracing every inch of you, whether it be caressing your chest and kneading your muscles or making you feel good with her fingers

c: cum

mukuro’s cum is smooth and creamy, with a slight thickness that makes it perfect to swallow. her cum would taste quite tangy, and she’d secretly love seeing it all over your face if you were to go down on her. she also thinks its tantalizing whenever you make her have a taste of herself after fucking her good with your fingers

d: dirty secret

the thought of being completely at your mercy crosses her mind often. like entirely at your mercy, having her be completely, utterly yours. she’s too shy to be overly vocal when you both are actually having sex, so she fantasizes in her own time about what it’d be like to fully let loose and go all out with you. she wants so badly to tell you how good you make her feel, how dirty she can get, and how she wouldn’t mind being used at your disposal. but she can’t bring herself to tell

e: experience

definitely a virgin before she met you. but she wasn’t clueless about sex, since a few friends back in the military mentioned quite a bit about it — also probably heard a lot about it from junko, she seems like the type to share many stories about her sex life to mukuro because she knows that unlike her, her poor sister has almost no game

but it’s alright, mukuro is a fast-learner. it didn’t take her long to adapt to your preferences, like what turns you on and what pleases you best. she is good at reading your body language and can tell when you want her to continue what she’s doing or do something different

f: favorite position

she’s not experienced so she has little knowledge on all of the positions that are out there, so she’d likely just enjoy something common as doggy or cowgirl. she has a lot to learn, I fear…

g: goofy

mukuro is definitely not playful during intimacy, nothing short from serious. her partner would have to be the one to show her how to ease up and be silly. even then she might not be though. so if anyone’s gonna be funny during it, it’s most definitely you.

h: hair

adequately groomed. she unknowingly found herself maintaining it more often and carefully with you around. but she feels better like that anyway, more comfortable. yes, the carpet matches the drapes

i: intimacy

it’s clear to see the passion mukuro has during sex. she wants you bad, in more ways than one — mukuro’s all about your pleasure and stuff, so in terms of romantic aspects, she’d be surprised if you were willing to be more romantic. well, she’ll do whatever you want cause that’s how much she cares. and honestly, that just might get her even more needy.

j: jack off

mukuro does not have a lot of free time let alone chances to touch herself. if she did, she’d rather do the actual thing with you anyway.

maybe she would try to before she got with you, but she’s so self-restrained, she probably brushed off her need to be satiated often

k: kink

definitely into bdsm, but here are some other stuff

breath play (both)

edging (receiving)

impact play (mostly receiving)

l: location

a private room, namely your bedroom. not really anything else, but it’s not like she cares that much. it has to be (for the most part) a private area though

m: motivation

your close presence. just knowing that you’re behind her, you could brush up against her at any moment — bonus points if you’re together in a secluded area that may or may not have people lurking around

n: no

sorry but mukuro would hate the idea of cuckolding or threesomes. like genuinely she doesn’t even let people get that close so she would not like sharing moments of intimacy with people other than you

o: oral

mukuro would hands-down be skilled at this stuff. she’s quick to learn, plus she just has to know what pleases you, she needs to make you feel good. sometimes she’s content with just doing this for you

in terms of receiving, she would be reserved and feel shy about it, because it’s another level of vulnerability to her. I mean, she still would not mind it cause it does feel very nice. however she’d rather be the one to give it to you

p: pace

honestly mukuro probably likes it intense and she might even be impatient. still very sensual, but you know — once she has it, she just doesn’t want to stop. a quick, strong, pace, driven by her need to feel her partner in a deep and intimate way

q: quickies

content with quickies. it’s not that she prefers them, but if its what has to be done, then that’s fine with her. I mean, she is piled with so many duties, of course she needs the relief that quickies can bring — plus, it’s still full of intense passion and desire, so, who is she to complain?

r: risk

mukuro would be willing to take risk of being caught in the act. solely for the thrill. she would never be reckless about it though, she’d just hate if people she doesn’t know that well saw her in such an intimate moment with you! if you wanted to do anything risky though, she’s okay with whatever as long as it doesn’t cross her boundaries, which she will absolutely let you know about

s: stamina

we can all collectively agree that mukuro has impressive stamina. she’s literally the ultimate soldier… she could probably go for 3 or 4 rounds, no problem at all. hours and hours can go by and she can still be feeling the high that you bring her to

t: toys

sure, but you would have to bring them into play and teach her the mechanics. except it has to be simple and can’t be the only thing that touches her, because in the end it’s not the toy that she wants pleasure from, it’s you.

u: unfair

mukuro doesn’t tease, not really, or at the very least not intentionally. she might make gestures that may be interpreted as flirtatious but she’s not doing it on purpose — she could just brush up against you to feel the warmth of your body, give you thorough massages, and run her hands through your hair

buut, it’s real easy to get her wet with just a bit of tease!

v: volume

mukuro is completely able to control her volume and keep it low and quiet when needed (she doesn’t like being too loud anyway), and even if it’s so other people won’t hear and so she can uphold her professionalism, it’s just so cute to hear and watch. it’s not that she struggles with it either, but something about it is just so erotic — muffled sounds of pleasure mixed in with the way her body begs for more, and her face? don’t tell her about it though, maybe that will cause her to slip up!

w: wild card

mukuro begs. she begs hard. she can’t help holding in all the pleasure she’s feeling, okay? sometimes she’ll speak in desperate little whispers, her voice low and raspy as she begs for more, as she begs you to touch her more, to take her even further. a side of her that only comes out during intimate moments like these, really.

x: x-ray

slender, yet toned, athletic muscles. still, it feels pretty soft. like said before, adequately groomed. she has B cups, from what I remember. areolas are probably a brownish-pink. not really much to say

y: yearning

her sex drive is pretty normal, maybe a bit more than that. she enjoys feeling the connection of your bodies constantly, it’s just a human need that needs to be satisfied. if you have a high drive, perfect!

z: zzz

mukuro wouldn’t fall asleep easily, she can go on about her day or stay up with you as long as you want, but when she does fall asleep, she falls into a deep sleep…

© ts4ritsa

a/n: i got pretty lazy with this pretty fast Sorry hope u like it tho!

[amemenojaku]

Hecatia/Junko

Angst

She had to make sure Junko's grudge would never disappear completely.

AU

Lady Lapislazuli clinked their glasses of champagne together and whispered in her ear. “To your newfound freedom.”

Crossover (Pokemon)

Hecatia didn't mind letting her choose first; she had seen the glint in Junko's eyes when the Fennekin sprung out of its ball.

First time

The woman approached, her gaze burning brighter than the fires of Hell.

She was beautiful.

Fluff

She looked at Hecatia and the little fairy behind her with a fondness she had thought long forgotten.

Hurt/comfort

Hecatia grabbed her hand, and squeezed. “Breathe.”

Smut

Junko's calloused fingers sent shivers down her spine.

UST

She was no stranger to the game of seduction – she had been married once, after all.

[askrockandfriends]

"Man... they hate me..."

"But this... this despair... of being the punching bag of the blog... it's too... it's too great to resist!"

Now for a game I like to call Ship, Smut, or Beat Up! I show a character, and you get to decide if you would ship with them, do... things with them, or beat them up. Up first...

[cham0mil3-and-h0n3y]

Dont Get Caught

Characters - Servant!Nagito Komaeda x Reader Summary - Things get depraved while trying to escape from a crazed Servant Word Count - 1,802 Warnings - Smut, Servant being absolutely feral, Female Reader, The consent LOOKS dubious at first but shes into it trust guys, Unprotected Sex, Fingering, Junko's hand is barely mentioned one time A/N - This used to be in first person lol, but uhh being fr I dunno where this came from I passed out and woke up with five pages idk.

Pain shoots through the soles of your feet as you tear through the halls as fast as you can, the sound of chains rattling accompanies a sick, twisted laugh echoing out from behind.

 "Ahaahahah~ Oh dear! Do you really think you can run from me?! How mistaken you are. " A chill shoots through your body at those words, distracting you, causing you to trip over your feet and go tumbling to the floor. "Ow! Damn it!" you yelp, your ankle throbbing with pain as you scramble back up to your feet. Your escape slowed. "Uh-oh! Looks like someone’s not as lucky as they thought they were!" Your pursuer chuckles darkly.

Gritting your teeth, you limp past door after door, finally finding one that’s unlocked rushing inside and turning the locking mechanism behind you as your eyes skittishly search the room for a hiding spot. There! That might work! you think wildly, diving underneath a table covered with cloth, body shaking as your ears prick up at the door handle rattling, someone panting heavily behind it. The noise stops and relief washes over your body, but at the soft, unmistakable clinking noise of a key, your stomach drops. With a click, the door creaks open.

You can hear the footsteps of "Servant", as he prefers to be called, creeping closer and closer, his deceptively softened voice murmurs, echoing dreadfully in your ears. "Aww come on dearest~ won’t you come out and play?" He coos, trying to lure you out into the open. 

Your eyes never leave the shadowy outline of his body behind the thin sheet of fabric, stalking the room, occasionally bending down or lifting things in search of your person. Small sounds of disappointment leave his mouth every time he’s wrong. The chain around his neck rattled softly with each movement. 

After a few minutes, his eyes land on the table you’re hiding under.

Your lungs burn as you hold your breath, careful not to make a sound as he slowly creeps over, inspecting the table but never moving the cloth. Your whole body was trembling so hard you were almost certain he could hear your shaking. With a dissatisfied sigh, he turns on his heel and starts to slink away from the table. Closing your eyes, you let out a gasp of relief, foolishly believing he had left. Suddenly you feel a strong grip around the protruding bony knobs of your ankle and within seconds you’re dragged out from under the table, Servant pinning you roughly to the floor, a crazed expression of victory and desire plastered on his face. 

As you tremble underneath his grip he leans down, locking his longing eyes on your shaking form. His warm breath sends shivers through your body as he leans further and whispers into your ear, "So what now Angel?" Your wide eyes slowly soften as he patiently waits for an answer.

Your response comes in the form of your lips curling upward, bestowing him with a shaky smile. You suck in a breath as an animalistic look fills his eyes, followed by a far too-wide grin before his mouth slams onto your own, immediately overtaking your tongue with the fervor of a lunatic, all the while he practically tears your clothes off. He only pauses his assault on your lips to help your still-shaky hands remove his ragged sweater, revealing the sallow expanse of his pale skin. You take particular care to avoid pulling \his striped glove off along with his sleeves, the both of you keen on keeping the knit hiding the rotting piece of Enoshima firmly on.

 His hungry eyes trail over your now-exposed body. Heat flushing your face and somewhere much lower as he starts biting and sucking along your throat harshly, reddish-purple marks blooming on the delicate skin of your neck in his wake, marking you as his and his alone.

 Moans of pleasure and pain tremble in the air past your chapped lips as he moves lower, his large hands lightly scratching down your sides and then trailing off to grip your thighs harshly. "God... you look so fucking hot spread out for me like this, darling," he moans, burying his face into the swells of your chest, nipping and sucking at one of the sensitive pink buds while the other hangs free, bouncing in tempo with the movement of his head dipping to latch onto your nipples. Quiet moans slip out of your mouth as you gaze upon the depraved sight of Servant sucking on your tits like a whiny baby, alternating between each side in an effort to give both his undivided attention. 

Your core was hot and dripping from the feeling, but craving more. And as if he could read your mind your eyes widen as I watch him nestle between your legs, spreading them out farther. Even though you had a front-row seat to his minstrations Shock still shot through you as he swiped his index finger through the slick heat between your thighs. "H-huh! Wait, what are you-" You don't get the privilege of finishing your question as Servant quickly thrusts one of his long fingers into your throbbing cunt. Pistoning it in and out at a frighteningly fast pace.

 "Mmph! I-it feels so good Servant!" Your mewls are music to his ears as he thrusts a second finger in, obscene squelching sounds accompanying your lustful melody filling the air. The white curls of his hair slip into his face as Servant lifts his head and soaks in the scene below him. The erection he has is so blatantly obvious as it strains against his grimy jeans that it looks painful, a thin line of saliva pooling in the corner of his mouth as he unconsciously grinds himself against the floor in erratic jerks. "Angel, you feel so- so good on my fingers like that…" he whines softly, his tone not at all matching the ferocity he’s finger-fucking you with, your hips twitching upward violently whenever he presses into that spongy spot your own smaller fingers could never dream of reaching on their own.

 He slows down and pulls his fingers out of you, a dissatisfied whimper dragging out of your mouth as the sensation of pleasure dissipates and is replaced with frustrating emptiness. Servant, however, wraps his mouth around his dripping fingers and sucks. An absolutely salacious moan erupting from him as he licks his fingers clean, "Sweets aren’t usually something I enjoy... but you taste divine dearest..." he breathes in a low tone that makes you clench around nothing while he uses his free hand to unzip his overly tight jeans and rip them off, taking the boxers with them. 

The groan that escapes Servant as his twitching cock is finally released sends a fresh bolt of arousal to your core. The sight of the poor thing leaking fat pearls of pre and flushed an angry red member made your cunt practically ache for it.�� With one look at your huffy breathing, and wide eyes fixed upon him Servant’s restraint snaps. His eyes swirling with lust darken as he grabs your hips, and without warning, slams himself fully inside you. Bottoming out. A sharp sting shoots through you with each of his thrusts, slowly fading into rolling waves of satisfaction. "A-Aaah! S-Servant Mmph! Wait-" Your wailing cut off once again,  the pain and pleasure of being fucked so mercilessly blended your senses in a way only Servant could accomplish.

 "Y-You feel so good inside me!" Your voice keens. And as he picks up the pace, sharp, deranged laughter melds in with moans spilling uncontrollably from his mouth. A chill goes up your spine but you instinctively wrap your legs around him anyway, giving him better and –more importantly– deeper access into your gushing cunt. Your nails claw red lines into his pale back as your body reacts, hips rolling in time with his, the pain melting into overwhelming pleasure.

"Yeah? Yeah! God, please don’t s- stop talking! " he snarls into your shoulder as his head falls to bury his face back into your skin as he loses himself in the ecstasy of you, hips snapping faster and faster as your cry out nearly reaching the release you both had been chasing.

 " Servant- Ah! Please, please never stop!" your voice breaks as you moan out for him, all while he growls and keens like a starved animal. "More! Aha- Keep going!" he demands, Wrenching one of your legs over his deceptively frail shoulder, letting him rut deeper. You shriek now that he’s hitting that spot, the feeling of his spasming cock almost too much for you to take as you dangle on the precipice of finishing.

 "S-so good! I-I’m almost there- Ahh! Please-" Your words falter as the walls of your greedy cunt flutter around him, moans ripping from your throat almost as fast as he’s slamming his hips into you. Servant slows just a fraction and purrs sadistically sweet into your ear, "Please what?" He asks, almost innocently, innocent except for the look of pure crazed desire on his face.

 "Please fuck me till all I can remember is you! Aaah! Fuck me until I’m absolutely mindless!"  You beg shamelessly, your release practically dangling from a frayed thread clutched between his lithe fingers. "Perfect darling…" he praises, and in a matter of seconds, the starved, crazed part of him returns and his brutal pace along with it. Slamming into you rougher than before. "A-angel I’m going to- Nnghh!" Servant gritted his teeth, thrusting faster and faster.

Words finally abandon you as you moan and writhe without abandon, back arching and thighs trembling as stars blind you. Your body convulses with the force behind your orgasm, waves of pleasure and relief crashing into you as your mouth drops open in babbling and incoherent whimpering. Servant finishes next, the pace and rhythm of his thrusts becoming disoriented as the heat building in him reaches its boiling point and he spills over, his cock twitching and throbbing as cum shoots out of it, filling the confines of your cunt and gushing out of it, dripping down your thighs and the floor beneath your bodies. 

"Mmm, you were so good for me Angel..." Servant collapses onto you, his head resting upon your chest as you lean into his warmth. “Thank you." He whispers weakly against the bruising skin of your hickey-lined neck, snuggling closer into the warmth of your plush body. You sigh content and high on your afterglow as you nuzzle against his milky skin, uncaring of the dirt that marred his complexion, "Mmhm..." You can barely hm a response, but he seems more than satisfied and pulls you in closer. Each of your quickly beating hearts slow to the rhythm of unconsciousness as you fall asleep like dogs together on the floor.

[carnyreborn]

☆ Fake Loot: Junko is given an armour that increases defence but makes her more vulnerable to mind-breaking sex attacks.

Ask originally sent by @tokufan4000

TW: Monsterfucking

"Upupupupupu~!" Junko is laughing; after all, she has just schemed the whole dungeon out of some damn loot! She managed to see the fake wall and managed to get the best loot possible! She can see its stats, and damn, that is objectively the best armour she has ever seen. Even given the size of her tits and more, she can see that this is something mighty special. Mithril, Elven-made... a perfect piece. The bad thing is, she still has to finish the dungeon, and there's a minotaur right in front of her. Of course, this won't be too bad, right? She has the best defence possible!

~//~

Junko cannot even think anymore. She usually can handle anything monsters throw in her way. She has been fucked by them beforehand, even been defeated a couple of times, but no matter what, she always recovers and manages to escape. But she has never felt anything like the Minotaur's dick fucking her insides. It is simply out of this world how big he is. Not just that, each thrust of his, for some reason, makes her entire head spin, making her whole body feel so fucking hot. It's just... unfair how good that cock feels inside her pussy, how slutty it makes her feel and how his cum, which normally has some light addictive properties, is making her feel almost high.

And he is so brutal, too❤️~! So thick, so good, so delicious~💗! Junko's world is quickly becoming just for that dick. All she wants, all she cares for. And she is in deep love with him.

Or his dick.

But as he floods her womb, the distinction becomes meaningless💖~!

[nabateaprodigy]

I'm Now Taking Requests for Danganronpa!

The games I'll write for are Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc, Danganronpa 2 Goodbye Despair, and Danganronpa V3 Killing Harmony.

I'll write character x character requests. I'll also write x male, female, and gender-neutral readers.

I'll write for any scenarios you want involving things such as fluff, angst, hurt to comfort, etc. However, I will not write anything for smut sorry.

I'll write for the 3 main games and the characters I'll be writing for those 3 main games. Can be found below.

Makoto Naegi

Sayaka Maizono

Leon Kuwata

Kyoko Kirigiri

Byakuya Togami

Hifumi Yamada

Mondo Owada

Toko Kukawa/Genocide Jack

Celestia Ludenberg

Aoi Asahina

Kiyotaka Ishimaru

Sakura Ogami

Yasuhiro Hagakure

Junko Enoshima

Chihiro Fujisaki

Mukuro Ikusaba

Hajime Hinata

Akane Owari

The Ultimate Imposter

Chiaki Nanami

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Gundham Tanaka

Hiyoko Saionji

Ibuki Mioda

Kazuichi Soda

Mahiru Koizumi

Mikan Tsumiki

Nagito Komaeda

Nekomaru Nidai

Peko Pekoyama

Sonia Nevermind

Teruteru Hanamura

Izuru Kamukura

Shuichi Saihara

Korekiyo Shinguji

Angie Yonaga

Kirumi Tojo

Kokichi Oma

Tsumugi Shirogane

Keebo

Tenko Chabashira

Kaede Akamatsu

Kaito Momota

Maki Harukawa

Ryoma Hoshi

Rantaro Amami

Himiko Yumeno

Gonta Gokuhara

Miu Iruma

[hopeful-sluts]

Which sadistic girl has more cake, Junko or Shinigami?

“That would be me~!” Junko cackled happily booty bumping Shinigami’s thonged cheeks out of the way, as she showed off her own rear end. Her black and red panties nearly rode up her ass due to how large it was but of course she had no reason to complain and neither did anyone else~