#Uuuhhhhhmmmm

[gods-favorite-cl0wnboy]

FHUCK, I had no idea there were… that many… *anxious stare* AMELIA EAR HEART… uuuhhhhmmm… Doja… Cat?

I just remembered one of my favorite videos ever I have to post it here

[satoruhour]

AFTER MISSION HOURS

a/n: mb guys, i cant escape the soft dom allegations i just love it too much. but gojo is a little rougher in this. wrote this as a result of the latest jjk ep and uuuhhhhhmmmm imma need him to be angry more CAAUUUUSEEEEE .....

warnings: sorta rough dom!gojo, fem!reader, face-fucking, deep-throating, oral (m receiving), multiple rounds, unprotected sex, spitting on your pussy, praise, degradation, use of ‘slut’ and ‘whore’, creampie / breeding kink, aftercare and cute gojo at the end, n*sfw under the cut

“s— satoru?” you’re taken aback when he stalks through the door, almost making a dent in the wall from how hard he slams it open and the darkness of the front door light does his eyes justice in showing just how bright they are. albeit a little less blue and swirling with something darker and you’re taken aback when he finally walks up to you and seizes your wrist.

“’toru— you should go see shoko—!” you’re surprised when he whirls you around and nods his head towards the big sofa wordlessly and while you’re not a stranger to gojo’s outbursts when you’re arguing about how he needs to value his life more or when he’s uptight from a stressful meeting with the higher-ups, but never like this. frankly, you’ve never even had to courage to tell him all the times he’s stared at you with hooded eyes and a frown etched onto his face, you had to hold yourself back from jumping him.

but now he’s taking matters into his own hands.

you yelp in shock as he pushes you onto your hands and knees and you look back at how he kneels in front of your slowly soaking underwear. gojo plants his hands on your ass and kneads, bringing his nose right up to your pussy lips and licks a stripe over the fabric.

“so wet jus’ from that? fuckin’ slut,” he whispers just loud enough for you to hear and you’re ashamed to admit that you like it a little too much when you let out a small whine unknowingly. “oh? like it when i call you a little slut?”

he makes sure to spit out the last part and his anger and stress lowers a little just seeing how you wiggle your butt closer to him and a smile spreads on your face. there’s a little twinkle in your eye when you see the way your boyfriend’s hands make their way down to his pants but he stops short, larger hands wrapping around your waist to flip you over. thank god the couch was big, and he inches his way up your body.

“c’mon. take my cock out,” he’s staring at you from above, a sight you weren’t used to, rather more accustomed to having him below you but this new change sends chills right down to your core. you tug at his pants impatiently and satoru watches with a close eye how you scramble to pull down his underwear and the way your lips part slightly. gojo hums softly when you start stroking it to full hardness and the awe on your face is just so adorable.

“suck.” you didn’t need to be told twice, bringing his angry weeping tip right to your mouth to suckle the pre-cum out of it and your eyes flick up just as he smirks. your mouth’s so full of him, moaning around his length as you bob your head in the uncomfortable position. “all ya good for, huh? made just f’r suckin’ me off.”

this gojo was miles off from your loving boyfriend but you loved it all the same, nodding and hollowing your cheeks and using your hands for the places you can’t reach. your mouth and hands were no comparison to your tight cunt but they’re second best, so warm and pliant. you stare up at him before coming off and drool drips down the side of your mouth.

“fuck my mouth, satoru,” your pleading eyes are too much for him, both hands still stroking him non-stop as you mix in your saliva with his pre-cum, lewd noises filling the hall. “please?”

gojo simply laughs, a laugh that definitely says i should do this more, “sure, baby.”

and while his stress is immediately gone from seeing you beg, he’s not any more gentle as he lines his cock along your lips and holds onto the arm rests of the couch and fucks your face. the first thrust into your mouth, he moans out loud before his hips move quicker and quicker and you have hardly any time to adjust. your fingers squeeze his thighs with each ram into you, tip kissing the back of your throat you swear you can feel him in your stomach. you’ve learned to hold your breath even when your nose meets with his untrimmed pubes, eyes never breaking contact as he slams into you.

“mouth s’good— s-shit . .” gojo chuckles breathlessly when he hears you gurgle on his fat cock, feeling your tongue massage the base of his dick. the obscene gawking noises only gets louder when he pushes himself right to the limit, obsessed with how your eyes roll to the back of your head and you can make little noises around him. he gives a little quick glance to see your playing with yourself and he swears under his breath, pulling his hips back and letting you breathe. “filthy girl. jus’ need me so bad.”

“y—yeah satoru. wanna take your mind off . . work,” you mumble, eyes focused on how his cock twitches and leaks pre-cum from his tip and you just wanna make him feel so good — you’re not even that big on the whole housewife thing, but the way gojo treats you? you’d be on your knees all day if you could, taking his warm cum down your throat. 

“yeah? cute lil thing you are.” he taunts, bending his body so he could be inches from your face even as you continue pumping him and he’s trying not to lose composure. his eyes bore holes into your face from how hard he stares at you, breath shaky as your hands move under his jujutsu uniform and all over his upper body.

“use me.” it comes so abruptly even you are surprised, knowing how you liked to be more passive in your sex life and still, this is your first step out of your meekness. “take it all out on me, satoru.”

gojo’s chest heaves and he silently pulls away to face your cunt, removing your panties and he really wants to give you everything slowly like he likes it. he wants to see you cry as he rocks into you with gradual grinds but when you tell him something as dirty as that — he’s doing anything but that.

“haah . .” satoru sighs at your clenching pussy, dragging his tip up and down, up and down your folds and just seeing your juices just flow and flow and he’s hypnotised, “careful what you wish for, darling girl.”

you barely have time to register his warning before he slams into you and you’re screaming. it’s easy from how wet you are and it takes a small while as you adjust to his thrusts and gojo uses your body like a ragdoll. he hovers over you as your legs are limp and unsure of where they should go. this little dilemma isn’t lost on satoru, grabbing your ankles and holding them as his hips move relentlessly and this has your hips lifting off the sofa; he easily reaches your g-spot like this.

“satoru— fucking g-god! satoruuu . . !” you moan at the roughness of his ministrations, thinking you were free from the assault when he lets your ankles rest on his shoulders but all he does is spit on your pussy. a perfect shot and he rubs it in with his thumb and it has you whining out loud at the sudden stimulation, “t-too much!”

“you can take it.” gojo simply mumbles, thumb drawing timed circles on your clit as he watches his cock disappear into you. “can do it when you’re clenchin’ around me this hard.”

gojo grins, sickly.

“ah! my pretty little slut did it again.” the names were an exact opposite from the softer praise you were used to, and still they have you biting your lips and giggling in between moans, letting him fuck you like the cocksleeve you are.

“breed me, ’toru. need it—!”

“that right?” gojo slams into you at the speed of an animal, clearly still high-strung from the mission and notices how you still are making sure he cums first. the thought makes his hips stutter paired with seeing your doe eyes as little pants leave your mouth and he needs to pull away from your clit to hold onto your thighs before he cums and cums and cums. your back arches at the feeling and a soft moan is heard from your lips at how it starts to fill you up.

gojo wastes no time to pull out and see his cum spill out of you before he’s doing a circular motion with his finger and you’re lying on your stomach like a good girl. you melt when you feel him scoop it all up, pushing the escaping cum right back into you and your head sinks into the cushions while your ass only pushes more into him.

“hol’ on, baby, got another load for ya,” this thrust is wet. you can basically hear his cum struggle to stay in you to the point where his cock is coated in a thin layer of white and you can only moan out for him from below. he shuts you up but pressing you deeper into the sofa, a harsh hand on your lower back and your ass sticks out more.

“thaaat’s it . .” gojo smirks, licking his lips as he watches your ass ripple from the contact. each drag of his cock into your warm, cute pussy, his eyes are there, and each spurt of your arousal and his cum as his pelvis meets yours, he’s searing it into his brain, “this what you mean by using you?”

you’re murmuring “yeah”’s into the sofa, knees and arms suffering from fabric burn from how much your body was moving, and yet his throbbing cock is just too good. your mouth falls open when satoru reaches around to rub at your clit again and your hands fly to hold onto his wrists, “oh— right there, ’toru . .!”

it’s all too much for you, the previous load of cum spilling onto the couch below you, the filthy sounds of slapping skin and the sloppiness of your pussy that it’s even having gojo moving aimlessly into you, rather just rutting in you messily.

“g’na cum again— f-fuck,” gojo swears as his fingers on your clit are more frantic to try to match his pace while he props a leg up onto the sofa and you thrash against his hold because his tip brushes against your cervix so good that you’re convulsing in the next second, whining and mewling as you cum all over his cock.

he can feel your cum and the sorcerer moans, switching to short, impatient thrusts into your tight cunt and his grunts merges with calls of your name, eyes scrunched up as he shoots his second orgasm into you. you try to grab at something as there’s the familiar feeling of his tip releasing ribbons of cum deep into your womb, but you come up short, settling rather to dig your nails into fabric.

“take my load like the cock drunk whore you are,” gojo grunts out lowly, grinding his hips into you just to get his last drops of cum into you and he has the audacity to massage at your lower back while your body’s still reeling from the intense high and yes, his anger is quelled a little but each time you’re with gojo satoru there’s always surprise ambushing you from every corner.

you gasp when he pulls you up and pulls you against his chest, moving his hips in an experimental thrust right into you and you’re sagging over his strong arms that hold you up, whining incoherently as you struggle to stay awake.

“alright, alright,” satoru laughs softly, pressing a peck to your cheek, “needa thank my baby for letting me use her.”

you barely manage a smile, turning back to him with a raise of your eyebrow, “can still go . . ’toru . .”

he hums, and pulls you off of him slowly, dick jumping just a little when he hears a choked moan leave you at the feeling of his cum dripping from your cunt but he steels himself, “hm, don’t think so, princess.”

you pout, immediately turning around to hug him close to you and gojo’s heart flutters at your cuteness. he sighs at your adamant stance, easily standing up with you wrapped around him and carrying the two of you to the master bathroom.

“let’s clean up and we’ll see if you’re awake enough to go again, alright?” satoru whispers to you before turning on the shower, and later when he’s stuck in the toilet tidying up his pubes (he saw how uncomfortable you were earlier) and he’s letting you take the bed first, there’s a perplexity and small fear that overcomes the male at the lack of answer when he calls out to you.

but gojo comes out to you slipping in and out of consciousness with only his shirt whilst hugging his pillow and he smiles to himself, getting dressed as quickly as possible and slipping in beside you. a soft smile is still plastered on his face when you naturally curl into his warmth and mumble out a soft i still had stamina, satoru.

“shh, go to sleep, baby,” satoru tugs you closer into him and he wonders if there’s any way to love you even more than he already does, “we have all the time in the world, silly girl.”

shibuya incident? tf is that?? never happened bitch

[oscconfessions]

what’s up guys the stitch to your lilo back at it again to give you some banger takes!!!!!!!!! uuuhhhhhmmmm…. four and x as adopted siblings :3

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[gaykey]

uuuhhhhhmmmm nct 127 is my 5th most listenend to artist of all time............

[peach-pot]

this month has kind of been uhm. uuuhhhhhmmmm ^_^ so far. but I’m going to tell myself that this week will be very good because it is my birthday at the end! so it has to be! and it will be because I’m saying so.

[thedevotionaltour]

I FORGOR I HAVE AN ASK IN MY INBOX i prommy i will get to you anon. it may take a moment though because uuuhhhhhmmmm i gotta say it i am no expert nor like in depth karen understander im just convinced i understand her silver and early bronze age characterization bc to me she is a saddle romance leading lady trapped in a cape comic, also i actually have to remember comic issues in my brain which um i am also bad at. but i promise i will get to you... probably this weekend.... maybe......... hopefully........................

[sniffly-jk]

uUuhhhhhmmmm 🫠🫠🫠🫠

New Taehyung double snz! 🥺

[placebopilled]

Uuuhhhhhmmmm grey veins?!?!?!?!?

[the-haven-of-fiction]

Uuuhhhhhmmmm…what is this sorcery at the end there… @happycabbage

[sleepygamerotaku]

@ghost-of-b4 pretty much Damian Chrone and why he'd be considered a Yandere.

(Tw: Abuse & R*pe mention as well as pedophile behavior,,,,,,,, i have a twisted mind, Yandere tendinitis,,,, am i spelling that right??)

So,,,,,,,,,,, At school Damian was sitting by himself during lunch. Gwen desperately needed a distraction from her absolute devil of a father. She was close to giving up her life, because she was sick of seeing her mom getting abused and beat. Gwen hated her dad with a burning passion,,,, he told Gwens mother that she was "just in the way" and "Gwendolyn is such an angel and It'd be a shame to let her beautifully youthful body go to waste~" and just would be an overall disgusting pervert. Gwen saw Damian all alone and saw him as a way to forget her traumatic family issues. She walked up to Damian and looked him dead in the eyes like "soooooo,,,,, is that seat next to you taken?" In which he responded with "uuuhhhhhmmmm????? I-i was u-uh,,,,,,,,, huuh?" just all blushy faced, so Gwen being the smug peice of shit that she is said "well if it is whatever, i don't need you. Have fun being lonely and-" so Damian just "OKAYYOUCANSITHERESORRYIMNOTSUREHOWTOPROPERLYINTERACTWITHPEOPLE-” so a while after that Damian tells Gwen about how he has a crush on a boy named Logan Baggins. This made Gwen kinda sad because she was beginning to fall in love with Damian. And so pretty much every time someone flirts with Logan or vice versa Damian would get jealous, and someone at the school would go missing- no they just 'transfered schools' supposedly.... Damian killed them and either threw them in the furnace or buried them in his backyard. ,._. he's,,, just a little crazy.

[cursedcurios]

🌼 shhh he stole it from the demeter cabin

// precious flower child

      “  is this your way of APOLOGIZING?  ”

      she’s probably never going to let him live this down…as she should. because it was her kind heart that had gone to deliver the lunch that he missed. and it was his stupid fault for not putting up the sign that said, in BIG, bold letters: WARNING!!! FESTUS MAINTENANCE!!! AT RISK OF OIL DUMP!!!

      the rest, as you can kinda picture, doesn’t need to be said. just know that hazel had to take four – yes, FOUR – steamy showers before the last bit of oil was gone, and she still smells like the inside of a car. thanks, valdez.

       but…….it was a pretty flower.   “  —-you better be lucky i love you, otherwise i’d let ella choose your punishment. and she’s read every book on torture devices.  ”   a thought strikes her.   “  you also ruined a perfectly good bowl of gumbo. THAT, i’m not sure i can forgive.  ”

[nirvanajuana420]

uuuhhhhhmmmm what the fuck should i take this

Excerpts for a 1920's newspaper during the Spanish Flu

[weepingandgnashingofteeth]

in addition to being an english major she also “spoke spanish” which was 75% just her interrupting the conversations of bilingual kids and going uhhh.... como se dice uuuhhhhhmmmm......... and waving her hand around

[temari-i-i]

uuuhhhhhmmmm kisame is Valid 

[sonofshin]

"why is everyone so surprised that i am straight???" asks Imrik whilst sipping wine with his gay friend and bitching about his co-workers, looking like a twunk and shit

“Uuuhhhhhmmmm....” Yun responds in a tone indicating that is is really painfully obvious.

“With how much we resemble each other, I am honestly not that surprised. I, too, thought you were into men. At least a little bit.” It’s in good taste, after all.

[suudonym]

got a tag ala @bixxa-boom and I’ve been told I’m too reticent about my life in general so let’s have a go at it

1. Are you named after anyone? nay, I’ve heard it was a bitch coming up with a name for me though

2. When was the last time you cried? ........look. I found a natsume yuujinchou ova that I hadn’t seen yet and I’m sure that’s all I need to say about that

3. Do you have kids? I’M GLAD YOU ASKED [snaps open wallet]

this is my oldest son his name is Luke he has major self-esteem issues and likes chicken

this is my second son Bouncy McShoutsalot he's got a thing for balls

this is my beautiful angry daughter

this is my precious infant child too small for the world

this is my son and because you have borne witness to his smile he is now your son too. he is everyone’s son, without exception. we must all band together to protect his light and warmth

who is this awful man and why is his face in my wallet

4. If you were another person, would you be a friend of yourself? nope that is not feasible. I am a person with a speak-when-spoken-to sort of personality. two people who are both incapable of making the first contact are simply not going to be able to establish acquaintanceship, let alone friendship

5. Do you use sarcasm a lot? my instinct is to respond to this question with sarcasm but that would be terribly cliche so let’s just leave it at yes probably. usually only when talking about something I’m irritated about though

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people? ehhh mmm I mean like visual cues, obviously. clothes and hairstyle and facial features. if it’s online though then their typing style, like how much punctuation and how much they use capital letters and what kind of abbreviations and stuff they choose to employ

7. What is your eye color? I don’t..... know?? I don’t know. let’s just call it hazel

8. Scary movie or happy endings? happy endings but not of the typical movie “hero gets the girl” variety

9. Favorite smells? uhhh summer fruits at peak ripeness, baked goods that are just out of the oven or about to come out, fresh cut grass when the temperature is between 67 and 78 degrees, the bushes in the backyard when they’re flowering, the bush next to the back porch when it’s... flowering? I don’t know if those count as flowers actually. okay yeah I just looked it up and they look a lot more like flowers in photographs

it’s called sweet shrub apparently

10. What’s the furthest you’ve ever been from home? that one time I went to london

11. Do you have any special talents? I’ve got a fucking terrifyingly sharp memory. also I think I’m pretty okay at deescalating situations and being diplomatic?

12. Where were you born? the place that I am currently living

13. What are your hobbies? collecting screenshots of numbers that match well by coincidence, like a column of numbers ending in 5s or a row that end in 0,1, 2, 3, etc. also refreshing webpages repeatedly

14. Do you have any pets? aye, one obnoxious and cuddly dog

15. Do you have any siblings? aye again, one older brother

16. What do you want to be when you grow up? uuuhhhhhmmmm I’m gonna rephrase this as “what is your unrealistic dream job” and say translation/localization for jrpgs

17. Who was your first best friend? eeeehhhhh I dunno, my standards for what constitutes best friendship have changed but I guess if you asked my younger self I’d probably say the kid next door that I played with?

18. How tall are you? truly I don’t know. I think my driver’s license says 5′5″ but I didn’t know then either

19. Funniest moment throughout School? uhhhhhhhh nothing stands out tbh

20. How many countries have you visited? just one apart from the US which I don’t think counts on grounds of having been born here

21. What was your favorite/worst subject in High School? favorite was languages, english and foreign, though with english I was more interested in the grammar and writing aspects than the literature ones. worst subject.... I’m inclined to say “math” but the truth is that I simply didn’t like it, I was good at figuring it out and stuff. I’m not sure I had a single solid worst subject? maybe just because my high school was easy though

22. What is your Favorite drink? Animal? Perfume? cream soda, narwhal, and I’m not really fond of perfume

23. What would you (or have you) name your children? ehh look the only way I’d ever be interested in having kids is through adoption and they have their own names so that’s not really relevant to me personally

24. What Sports do you play/Have you played? I play......... with people’s feelings. I make a sport of breaking hearts

25. Who are some of your favorite YouTubers? I don’t really watch youtubers? I mean not like, the kinds of people that I think they specifically qualify as youtubers, I’m more into musicians. insaneintherain, Shady Cicada, RichaadEB, kylelandry animenz, tehishter, Sou, Meichan, un:c, InvaderT, and probably plenty of others who aren’t coming to mind because I mostly rely on youtube’s recommendations

26. How many Girlfriends/Boyfriends have you had? ZERO my guy ask me about friends instead

27. Favorite memory from childhood? nnnnnnnnnothing standing out again

28. How would you describe your fashion sense? regrettable

29. What phone do you have? (iOS v Android?) you assume I have a smartphone. you fool. you ignorant sack of discounted socks

30. Tell us one of your bad habits! HOO BOY just one? yikes. where do I start. how abooout uuuummm my tendency to be indecisive.... and also my propensity for assuming the worst