#boxer!geto series

[sonarspace]

BATTER & BRUISES, BOXER SUGURU (PT.2)

READ PART ONE BEFORE YOU CONTINUE !

SYNOPSIS: their sensual morning spirals into chaos as a call reveals the aftermath of their first night together. CONTENT: nsfw. fingering, oral kinda (fem receiving), nipple teasing?, sex on the counter, missionary?, sideways. WC: 2.8k

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suguru wakes up just as the sun begins to rise, the soft light filtering through the curtains casting a warm glow over the room. instead of heading out for his usual early morning workout, he decides to make you breakfast.

you stir awake, a small pout forming on your lips when you realize his warm body isn’t beside you. the faint sounds of clattering dishes from the kitchen pull you further from sleep. you grab his discarded shirt from the floor and slip it on, the soft fabric falling just to the top of your thighs, wrapping you in his scent.

as you enter the kitchen, you see him standing there, an apron tied around his waist, his back muscles flexing as he mixes the batter. he’s so focused at the task that he doesn’t notice your presence.

with a soft smile, you walk up behind him, wrapping your arms around his torso. his skin feels warm beneath your touch, and you lean your head against his back, relishing the moment. he pauses, a grin spreading across his face as he leans into you, the warmth of his body enveloping you.

“good morning, sleepyhead,” he murmurs, the sound rumbling deep in his chest.

“thought you’d left me,” you reply softly, pressing a gentle kiss between his shoulder blades. he turns slightly, his hands finding yours, intertwining your fingers as he leans back against you.

“never,” he replies, turning slightly to capture your gaze. his eyes are bright, filled with affection, and he leans down to press a soft kiss to your forehead.

he continues stirring the batter at hand. “want to taste?” he asks, dipping a finger into the mixture and bringing it to your lips. you open your mouth, letting your tongue swirl around his finger, savoring the sweetness.

“sweet,” you comment, a teasing smile playing on your lips. you move from behind him, dipping a finger into the batter yourself. “not sweet,” you pout, glancing up at him.

his smile widens. without hesitation, you grab his finger and dip it into the batter again, bringing it back up to your mouth. “sweet,” you hum, your eyes sparkling as you look up at him.

he chuckles, the sound deep and warm. “you’re insatiable,” he says, amusement lacing his voice. leaning closer, he brushes his thumb over your cheek, a flutter ignites in your stomach.

he brushes his thumb over your cheek before pressing a kiss to your forehead, like it’s second nature—something he just has to do everytime he sees you smile at him.

“how’d you sleep?” he asks, pouring the batter into the muffin tray.

“like a champion,” you reply, and he lets out a hearty laugh that fills the kitchen.

you pull yourself up to sit on the counter, and he slides the tray into the oven before removing his apron and setting it on the counter. he places his hands on your thighs, squeezing gently. his smile is soft as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, and your heart races, feeling like it might burst.

he steps between your legs, pulling them open wider, his fingers trailing dangerously close to your core. one hand grips your inner thigh, the heat of his palm seeping through your skin as the other hand tips your chin up, forcing your gaze to meet his. his eyes—so intense, so hungry, you can’t help but melt under his gaze.

“you’re gonna kill me,” you whisper.

his thumb lazily traces over your lips, eyes flicking to your mouth with a dark, amused smirk. “that’s not the plan.”

he leans in, his breath fanning across your face, fingers slipping higher up your thigh, dangerously close to where you need him most.

“what is the plan then?” you ask, breathless, your lips brushing his as you speak.

he presses his lips to your ear, voice low and dripping with intent. “the plan is to make you feel alive... and to worship you.”

his hand dips between your legs, cupping your heat through the thin fabric of your panties. a moan escapes you before you can stop it. his mouth ghosts over your jaw, trailing kisses down to your neck, each kiss leaving a mark, as if he’s claiming you.

with one smooth motion, he pulls your panties down and off, tossing them aside. his fingers find your wetness, teasing your entrance, circling it. “so wet already,” he murmurs, his voice hoarse, “all for me.”

“suguru,” you gasp, hips bucking into his hand, craving more. he pushes a finger inside you, filling you slowly, his touch sending shocks of pleasure straight to your core. his other hand reaches up, brushing over your shirt, finding your hardened nipple and pinching it lightly. you let out a desperate moan, needing more of him, all of him.

he leans down, mouth closing over your breast through the fabric, his teeth grazing your nipple just enough to make your back arch off the counter. ���suguru,” you whimper, your hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. he switches to the other breast, giving it the same attention, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud before biting down softly.

his fingers inside you curl, hitting that perfect spot that makes you cry out, your legs trembling around him. he moves them deeper, harder, finding a rhythm that has you seeing stars.

“you're so warm” he growls against your skin, his thumb finding your clit and rubbing in tight, slow circles that make you squirm. 

“please,” you whine, craving that release.

“please what?” he teases, his pace unrelenting, keeping you right on the edge. “use your words.”

“i need to cum,” you plead.

“not yet,” he replies, pulling away his fingers just enough to keep you hanging. you whimper in protest, your grip on the counter tightening. “i want you to remember how this feels,” he mumbles, kissing along your collarbone.

"i can't... i need-" you stammer, caught between pleasure and desperation.

he shushes you softly, leaning down to listen between your thighs, his fingers moving in and out of you with a steady rhythm, creating a sultry squelching sound. the bandages wrapped around his knuckles begin to soak, your juices drenching them, a ring of white forming at the base of his fingers.

"listen to that," he whispers, voice thick with desire.

still leaning down, he pokes out his tongue to taste you. the sensation makes you moan softly, your body arching toward him, craving more of his touch. his gaze locks onto yours, dark and intense, the heat between you growing unbearable.

“can feel you tightening around my fingers,” suguru growls, his voice low and hoarse with desire as he grinds against your leg, unable to control himself. his tongue flicks over your clit, teasing you with slow, deliberate strokes, while his fingers pump into you, each movement pushing you closer to the edge.

"put it in," you whimper, pulling off your shirt, voice raw and desperate with need. your body aches for him, every inch of you on fire.

he pauses for just a moment, sliding his fingers out slowly, watching the way your body clenches around nothing. a low, guttural groan escapes him as he hastily shoves his sweatpants down, letting them pool on the floor. his eyes are dark with lust as he positions himself between your thighs, hands gripping your hips hard enough to leave marks. the sight of him, hard and thick, sends another wave of heat pooling in your belly.

"fuck..." he breathes, the word slipping from his lips in a breathless moan as he presses the tip of his cock against your entrance. he pushes in slowly, inch by inch, stretching you with a pressure that has your back arching off the counter. every ridge, every vein drags along your slick walls, filling you completely. the sensation is so overwhelming, the heat of him almost too much to bear, but the pleasure—god, the pleasure—makes your toes curl.

"so tight," he mutters, voice trembling, his lips brushing against your ear. "you feel... incredible."

he sinks deeper, his cock buried to the hilt, and your walls flutter around him, gripping him tightly as if your body refuses to let go. you can feel the pulse of his arousal, throbbing with each slow, deliberate thrust. his hips roll in a languid rhythm, dragging along that sensitive spot inside you with every movement.

"suguru," you gasp, your nails biting into his shoulders as he thrusts deeper. the stretch, the fullness—it sends shockwaves of pleasure through you, lighting up every nerve ending. his pace is slow, torturous, each drag of his cock making your breath catch, a soft whimper escaping your lips.

"you're perfect," he growls, leaning down to capture your lips in a searing kiss, his teeth grazing your bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth. "fuck, i could stay buried inside you forever."

he pulls out, leaving you feeling empty for just a moment before slamming back into you with a force that has you crying out. your legs tremble, and his hips snap harder this time, the force undoing the messy bun holding his dark hair. strands of it fall loose, cascading over his face, obscuring his eyes. he doesn’t even try to fix it—too lost in the heat of the moment, his focus locked on the way your body reacts to him, gripping him tighter with every thrust.

the sight of him—wild, unrestrained, his muscles flexing beneath a sheen of sweat, his hair falling over his face—drives you mad with desire. you reach up, brushing his bangs away, wanting to see him clearly, to watch the intensity in his gaze as he takes you apart. when his dark, half-lidded eyes meet yours, it pulls a moan from deep in your chest.

he leans down, kissing you with desperate urgency, his lips slanting over yours as if he needs you to breathe. his body shudders as your hands slide down his chest, brushing over his perked nipples. the moment your fingers graze them, a soft whine escapes him, muffled against your lips, and his hips stutter in their rhythm, faltering for just a second.

his kiss grows more frantic, deeper, as your fingers continue to tease his nipples, rolling them between your fingertips, dragging your nails lightly over the sensitive skin. every touch, every graze, sends tremors through him, his hips losing rhythm before slamming back into you with a groan. he presses harder, his breathing ragged, his forehead falling to yours as he pants against your mouth.

"fuck," he gasps, his voice trembling with need. "you're driving me insane," he mutters, as he struggles to hold himself together.

you take it as your cue, moving your lips from his, trailing hot kisses down his neck and over his collarbone, tasting the salt of his skin. when your mouth lands over one of his perked nipples, his gasp turns into a needy moan. his entire body twitches inside you, jerking with raw pleasure as you flick your tongue over the sensitive nub. his moan deepens, the sound vibrating through you as you suck gently.

“oh god,” he chokes out, voice hoarse with need. his hips falter, losing control as he presses into you harder, each thrust more erratic than the last. you can feel him throbbing inside you, on the edge, every muscle in his body trembling.

his hands find your hair, fingers tangling in the strands as his chest heaves with every breath. the muscles under your mouth flex, taut with tension as you continue to tease his nipple with slow, deliberate strokes of your tongue. he pulls you away with a firm grip on your hair, his breath ragged, pushing you flat against the counter, his control slipping.

your body, glistening with sweat arches as he growls low, turning you onto your side, making you face the mirror. the reflection before you is intoxicating—a wild picture of sweat and lust, your skin flushed and shimmering in the soft morning light. his broad frame towers over you, moving in you relentlessly. the sight of him—his messy hair clinging to his forehead, muscles flexing with each thrust—makes you dizzy.

he plunges deeper, his rhythm unyielding, and catches your gaze in the mirror—your eyes wide, mouth parted, your body pliant beneath him. "my sweet girl's takin' me so well," each word a rough growl as he glances down to watch himself disappearing inside you.

your breath falters, the pleasure swelling into an unbearable wave, his cockhead pressing right against that perfect spot that makes your whole body tighten and toes curl. your fingers dig into his forearm, nails leaving little crescents in his skin craving more of him, all of him.

his body trembles now, every muscle wound tight with the effort to hold back, his thrusts becoming harder, faster, chasing the climax. without warning, he pulls you upright, one arm wrapping tightly around your waist while the other grips the back of your neck. his lips crash into yours, the kiss messy and urgent, his moans spilling into your mouth as his pace turns desperate.

“i’m so close,” you whisper against his lips, your voice shaky and breathless, completely undone by the intensity of it all.

his breath comes out in ragged pants, a deep guttural sound leaving his throat as his hips slam harder, more frantic. the slap of skin against skin fills the air, and his forehead rests against yours. "me too," he mutters through clenched teeth. "cum with me."

before you can respond, the coil inside you snaps. your orgasm crashes through you, leaving you trembling in his arms. "suguru! nnghh!!" you cry out, his name spilling from your lips as your walls clamp down around him, pulsing wildly.

his growl rumbles deep in his chest, his body going taut as he pulls out at the last second. his release follows, spilling hot and thick liquid across your thighs and lower belly. he slumps against you, pressing his face into the crook of your neck, breath uneven and warm against your damp skin.

the beeping of the oven pulls you both from your haze, soft chuckles escaping your lips as reality creeps back in. he grabs a few paper towels, gently wiping away the remnants from your thighs and abdomen, a playful smile lingering on his face. “i’m gonna have to clean this counter.”

his lips brush against your hair as he steps away, pressing a soft kiss. he pulls his sweatpants back on and moves away to grab a mitt and carefully removes the oven tray, the warm aroma of freshly baked english muffins filling the room, making your stomach rumble in anticipation.

just then, your phone rings, the sound slicing through the cozy atmosphere. you grip his forearms as he helps you stand, your brows knitting together as you see your dad’s name lighting up the screen. a knot of anxiety forms in your stomach. he notices the shift in your demeanor.

you pick up the phone, forcing a calm tone as you say, “hello?”

“you broke up with marcus?” he asks, disbelief lacing his voice.

“yeah, umm, i was going to tell you, but—”

“he’s in the hospital,” your dad interjects sharply. “is this because of that lowlife boxer??”

the words hang heavy in the air, and your heart races as you glance at suguru, who watches you intently, concern etched across his features. you swallow hard, trying to steady your breath. “no, it’s not like that. it’s complicated.”

“complicated?” your dad snaps, frustration palpable. “what’s complicated is marcus’ situation right now. his face is beaten to hell, and his parents are calling me, asking what happened because all he can say is your name and suguru’s.”

guilt tightens in your chest, but you take a steadying breath. "dad, marcus and i… we aren't compatible. i couldn’t stay in that relationship."

“not compatible?” he echoes, his disbelief sharp. “he makes one comment about your outfit, and you just up and leave him? you couldn’t just talk it out like a normal couple?”

“it wasn’t just that, dad! it’s everything about him, i felt trapped!” a knot of emotion tightens in your throat. "i thought you'd understand."

"understand?" he scoffs, his tone sharp. "you expect me to side with you when you dump a good man to be with a boxer? i told you to stay away from that guy."

tears begin to line your eyes, your throat tight as you try to keep your composure. suguru notices immediately, stepping closer. without a word, he takes the phone from your trembling hand and hangs up.

"no, that was my dad—" you protest, your voice wavering, but he pulls you into his chest, wrapping you in a tight embrace.

"i don’t care who it is," he murmurs into your hair, his tone gentle yet firm. "no one makes my girl cry."

you cling to him, his warmth grounding you as the tears fall freely now. your phone vibrates between you both, the screen lighting up with another incoming call. when you don’t move to pick it up, the ringing stops, replaced by the buzz of a text from your dad, asking you to meet him.

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[dauntlessallure]

𖤐 ⸝⸝ ˚ ┊ INSULT TO INJURY — T. FUSHIGURO ⋆

〝 ⠀ ݁ 𝐁𝐎𝐗𝐄𝐑!𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄 ❜ ⠀݁ ⠀

【 SYNOPSIS 】— he’s mean. tough. toji fushiguro shouldn’t be so much to deal with until he is. you fix him up & he gives you a lil reward.

【 CONTENTS 】— boxer!toji , medic!reader , reader referred to as ‘ she ‘, fem-bodied reader, smut , slight angst / comfort , mentions of blood & injuries , mature language , jealousy , mutual stalking, hints at masturbation , consensual non-consent , unprotected sex ( wrap it before you tap it. ) MDNI + any other missing tags .ᐟ

【 PAIRING 】— toji fushiguro x reader

【 WORD COUNT 】— 2.2k

【 TAG LIST 】— @itsmonicabc @girlluvsblogging

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THE LONG AWAITED BOXER TOJI IS HERE. alrighty people , toji had won the poll vote for the first of the boxer!jjk men series. reblogs are very much appreciated <3. comment to be added to my tag list .ᐟ this work is not yet proof read.

boxer!toji was one of the first of many people that you had first taken care of as a medic. it was your first event working with the company , everyone you had run into was very very nice and seemed happy to have the extra support that your dainty little hands could provide. though at first , toji was refusing treatment. he called it “ a waste of time. “ which is translation for: im slightly embarrassed. toji was never the one to ask for help. in his own brain , he handles his own healing even if his nose was pouring blood like a leaking faucet. but you , you’d insisted that he’d stay. lucky you didn’t have to tell him twice. he couldn’t say no to you, a beautiful individual with a good head on your shoulders.

boxer!toji was endlessly throwing compliments at you the entire time as you tended to his bloody nose. “ do ya always look this pretty while fixing your patients up ? “ his word’s immediately went straight to your head. toji fushiguro was undoubtedly handsome, and huge in stature while you were just a tiny little thing. he smirked as you looked at him with a reddened face, toji knew what he was doing. “ awh cmon doll , you ain’t gotta be shy about it. “ at this point, he was just teasing you. “ just . . hold still “ was the only thing you managed to get out.

boxer!toji who gets jealous that others are in dire need of your care besides just him. someone who honed the same skill as you certainly wasn't uncommon but you ? you were the only one that toji allowed to actually touch him. you were just following up with another patient, geto suguru when toji walked in to see you wrapping up geto’s left hand. you didn’t even notice toji standing outside of the doorway until geto cleared his throat, causing you to look up from suguru’s limb. toji was already staring directly at you and now suguru. you’d be lying to say that his stare didn’t do things to you. “ oh toji .ᐟ i’ll be with you in just a mome— “ he didn’t give you time to finish “ i’ll come back later when you aren’t so busy with some lightweight. “ toji spat as he glared at geto before walking away. you quickly apologized to geto, finishing taping up his hand.

boxer!toji still remembers the first time he laid eyes on you. just staring at you from afar while you spoke to the chairman of the company, masamichi yaga. toji stared you and your body like a piece of meat. as shiu , toji’s manager was deep in conversation with him but the sorcerer killer had one thing on his mind. “ she’s too pretty to be working in a place like this “ he had spoken out loud. shiu’s eyes followed toji’s gaze which led him to you. perhaps even the contractor agreed in silence. you locked eyes with both men as you were stepping into your office for the evening, causing a small friendly smile to play on your lips while toji’s dark gaze seemed to burn a feeling into you that you just couldn’t shake off upon entering your new workspace.

boxer!toji who HATES losing. It makes him feel so small even though toji couldn’t be small even if he wanted to. especially with the most recent loss he had taken, It hit him hard. The media alone already hated him so this was only insult to injury for fushiguro. he just wasn’t able to understand it. if you thought he was embarrassed before, it just went up a couple notches. how did it all go so wrong ? not to mention, he had some nasty injuries to only add to his frustration. tonight’s scheduled fight went out of control in toji’s favor. toji was set to fight on ‘the strongest’ fighter , satoru gojo. the whole time you watched from backstage , just flinching everytime a punch was thrown or a kick was made. you could replay that brutal moment in your mind , that’s how explicit it was. a loud CRRAAACK was heard after satoru had thrusted his knee upwards into toji’s face. — ouch. you immediately knew something was wrong by the dazed expression displayed on toji’s face, his body falling limp.

boxer!toji was quickly rushed to your area as soon as possible by shiu, he was still in a hazed state of mind. mostly anger and confusion fizzled in his mind as you instructed him to sit. toji obeyed your orders & sat on the medical bench, now holding an ice pack to the giant laceration that skimmed the side of his head whilst staring blankly at the wall in-front of him in silence. shiu sighed at toji’s stillness before walking out of the medical area, leaving you to now look after toji. the medical room was just gasping for comfort , nothing but a thick and awkward tension lingered in the air. toji slowly turned his face towards you , almost emotionless. it was nerve wracking, you’d expect him to be yelling or just mouthing off but no. his pride was hurt to push you away , not this time.

boxer!toji who for once lets you tend to his needs without any trouble or bartering, he just couldn’t bring himself to say no to you again. even though he’s mentally punching himself for letting his guard down, but he really has no choice here. toji sure as hell wasn’t gonna go to an actual hospital to see what’s wrong with him. maybe it’s better for you anyways, you needed the hands on experience. “ just do what you have to do. . make it quick. “ he didn’t have to tell you twice. you stood up to change your gloves , he was now staring at you. his eyes raked down over your body before landing back onto your face , toji could feel your concern about him which made him feel guilty. . why ? who really knows ? the way toji’s mind works is complex. . he feels bad & guilty over things that he has zero control over.

boxer!toji blurts out “ i betcha think i’m weak , don’t you ? “ , it causes you to stop your movements and look at toji. “ what ? no toji , i don’t think you’re weak. . . “ trailing off on your words , your skilled hands proceed to fix up the gash on toji’s head. “ if anything , you’re everything but weak. not everyone can do this type of career , and not everyone can be toji fushiguro. if that was the case then there would be a million guys running in and out of that locker room . . you did good , but you can’t win them all. “ you words seemed to stick in toji’s mind for the rest of time you’ve spent fixing him up, the short exchange of words made the tension less apparent. soon enough you set toji on his way. “ please take it easy . . Be careful with your nose too , your lucky it wasn’t broken fushiguro. but i will need you to check in with me soon with that gash, keep it clean ! “

boxer!toji never did come back for his checkup during the next event. matter of fact , he didn’t even even show up for the next few events which caused you to worry. you go as far as waving down shiu and asking him what the hell was up. “ fushiguro says he is still recovering “ shiu reassured you that toji was fine. but you began to speculate that something else was going on, something deeper beyond your comprehension. but what could you do about it ? nothing. after all , you were just a medic. you’d nod at shiu before stepping away back into your office, groaning while you slowly shut the door behind you. . perhaps you were beginning to miss that hunk of a man a little too much.

boxer!toji who’s stalking your social media a little too hard during his ‘ recovery ‘. endless hours of his dark colored orbs staring at the screen of his phone , just scrolling away on your instagram. these pictures didn’t do you enough justice he thought , you were even better looking up close. little did toji know that you were doing the same thing. . you didn’t understand why people hated him. better yet , why on earth he didn’t have a significant other ? all the gym photos of him shirtless with a sheen of sweat covering over his torso and chest , it made your heart thump. the pool of arousal quickly making itself known in the pit of your stomach. . was this wrong ? you kept staring at the picture while your hand began to snake it’s way below the waistband of your shorts but you stopped once you realized you had accidentally liked the photo ! were trying to get a better grip of the phone in your shaky hands , your chest tightened with anxiety as you quickly unliked the photo. phew ! there’s no way he could see that you didn’t just like a photo of his from six months ago !

boxer!toji who did in fact see that you did in fact like a picture of him from six months ago. a low chuckle leaving his lips seeing the notification pop up on the upper half of the screen only for him to grin as he refreshed his notifications. — no notification. it disappeared. toji was cocky enough when it came to the effect he had on people in any manner. after seeing you doing the same mutual stalking that he was doing only 30 minutes ago caused all those feelings to rush to his raging length , restricting itself by the fabric of his sweatpants. toji was more than ready for his check up.

boxer!toji slowly sneaks into your office during the next event. it was quite early in the evening, not even all the fighters had arrived yet. but toji had something he needed to prioritize before making a complete comeback from his injury. you. while nobody is looking, not even you noticed him snaking his way through the door, quietly closing the door with a soft click.

while bent over , tidying up your area — a pair of large hands grip at your hips. causing a gasp to flee from your lungs. “ shhhh. it’s just me princess. “ you knew that voice , causing a shiver trickle it’s way down your spine. it was toji. slowly bending upwards, his lands kept a firm hold on your lower half. a quiet chuckle coming from the man behind you. “ toji , what are you doi– “ he didn’t even let you finish your sentence before one of his rough hands made its way up to your throat, giving it a light squeeze. quickly hushing you, toji presses his body against your backside while leaning down to your ear. “ someone’s been stalkin’ me late at night , hm ? “ fuck, he knew. “ we both know what you’re doing up at those hours of the night , don’t we ? “ as if he wasn’t doing the same exact thing , humiliation began to leech itself into your brain. how embarrassing ! the other thing you muttered out was a strangled “ m’ sorry ! i-it was wrong of me ! “ evidently your ‘sorry’ and honesty wasn’t much to toji, as now you found yourself bent over the medical bench with your leggings now carelessly tossed across your office, your arousal-soaked panties dragged down to your ankles, and your moans and whines being suppressed by one of toji’s hands covering your kiss bitten lips while he’s plunging in and out of your sopping cunt at an inhumane pace. “ you’re gonna take my cock as a thank you for fixin’ me up — fuuuuuck. “ the lewd squelching coming from between your legs bounced off of the walls as you moaned loudly into his palm, his thick length filling you beyond oblivion. even you were surprised by how he fit inside despite being fucked onto only two of his fingers before hand. “ mmmph ~ “ was the only thing you could manage to sputter out , toji was pounding you so hard. he was fucking you stupid. no coherent words , thoughts, dared to corrode your mind other than pure selfish pleasure that toji was bestowing onto you. “ pussy so fuckin’ tight , she’s pullin’ me in. “ he’d groan , looking down at where your bodies met. soaking in the image of your cunt gripping his cock like a vice. the cute noises escaping from your covered mouth seemed to be having an effect on toji as well. you could feel his grip only tighten and his thrusts become sloppier by the second while the coil in your stomach instantly snapped. you were cumming so hard , harder than any other pathetic ex partner of yours could ever manage. a string of noises left your body as your gummy walls convulsed & pulsated around toji’s throbbing length. “ hah — fuck ! makin’ a mess of you. “ was the last thing toji uttered out before his cock spasmed. toji grunted as his hand left your hip and landed hastily against the flesh of your ass. his seed painted your walls white. the warmth of his load earned a whimper, you could feel it seeping out of your aching heat. toji slowly retracted his hand from your mouth before slowly pulling out , watching your face contort into one of pleasure while his load dribbled down your inner thighs. “ i think i’ll need a check up more often, whaddya say ? “

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[mari-the-bimbo]

Checkmate

A/N: This is part of the ‘think I need someone older’ series because I’m very behind on it whoopsie! Also have I watched Queen Gambit? No. Did I use the show as inspo anyways? Yes! :D

MINORS DNI, 18+, blow job, semi public sex? Dirty talk,

“You again Geto?” you ask with a sigh as you watch the older, handsome man with his jet black hair tied back, patiently wait for you at the table.

“Hey beautiful”

You try your best to hide your smile from the handsome man who always managed to win every other chess game to land at a game with you.

“You sound disappointed to see me y/n, I’m hurt” he says playfully as you sit at the table, scanning the board, preparing for a game of chess with him.

“Yet you find yourself here every time” you retort, he chuckles nonetheless as he begins. “I enjoy it” he says.

“I’ll never understand why you enjoy playing chess in a pub full of old men though” he says. You shrug your shoulders “I’m just better than all of you” you say as you move a pawn.

He laughs amusedly, it echoes across the room littered with a few nearly middle aged men, none of them gorgeous as your favourite opponent.

“so cocky” he swoons. “And what if I won today?”

“You won’t” you say confidently with a smile, he can’t help but mirror your smile. He was so lovesick for you.

“You wanna bet on that?” He says, you give a breathy laugh at his eagerness. “Ok bet”

“And what happens if I win the bet?” He asks, causing you to halt your next move on the bishop.

You raise an eyebrow at the mischievous male, debating whether letting the simp have a favour from you is a wise idea.

“What would you want to do if you won?” You ask. Fuck being wise right?

He smiles knowingly, licking his lips, but it’s too late to take back words.

“You let me have my way with you”

Your breath hitches at his statement. You glare at him. “What does that mean?”

“It means you can help me out with something I really need” he says.

“Oh really?” You say as you move another player, your head goes fuzzy for a second. Wait, was that the right player to move?

“Mhm, just a little something under the table” he says dirtily as he confidently moves another player.

You gulp at his suggestive words, you know what a man obsessed with you would want, but you never expected him to have this effect on you “what?” You say as you move your king.

He smiles before leaning in closer to you. You feel his breath on your neck, “is your mouth as good as your hands?” he rasps and you gasp, pulling away from him, glaring at the man.

However Geto’s dark eyes were no longer on you but rather your king who he just put into check.

“Checkmate”

You stare in disbelief at the board. How did he defeat you? He never wins against you, nor does he ever come close to it.

“You-“

“Aww man all the guys have left. They didn’t get to witness this beautiful victory” he mocks with a smile.

You squeeze your thighs together, hating yourself for choosing your desire for the handsome chess genius over your own ego.

He tilts his head and flashes a pretty smile at you as he unzips his jeans. “Well I guess it’s good they’re not here to witness what’s next huh?”

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You were, in fact thankful that all the other chess enthusiasts left. The pub staff too busy sitting inside, having a cigarette to know Geto’s dirty antics.

You’re not surprised when upon freeing his cock from his boxers, you found it was already rock hard and decorated with pre cum. He was horny this entire game?

“Dirty pervert” you mutter.

He laughs at you while reaching out a hand to caress your cheek, “you seen the faces you pull when you’re concentrating? How can a man resist?”

“You-“

But your sentence is cut off by Geto’s tip which he now shoved against your lips, pre cum wetting them.

“Nu uh, you can run your mouth when you win a game princess, until then, it’ll be stuffed with my cock” he says, leaving no room for protest.

He pets your hair as the pre cum around his pink thick cock gets licked up by you. He moans deliciously, singing your praises from his mouth.

“Ohhhh pretty girl, your mouth is just as good”

He enthusiastically grabs your head with his thick veiny hand to press his cock deeper into your mouth. You initially struggle to fit the girth of him in, but your choking is only music to his ears.

He laughs blissfully at the sound, “so cuteee” he moans, his hips thrusting harder every time, because the wet gummy feeling of inside your mouth was just too good against his length.

Your whimpers vibrate against his sensitive head, his praises is now mixed with curses as he ruts into your mouth as if you were a sex toy. His thick arm grabbing the wooden table for stability, because, oh god, it was so easy to lose his composure with a pretty thing like you in between his legs.

Heavy balls slap against your chin, and the drool trails down your face but you try to keep up with his eager stamina.

Finally he slows his pace when he makes you aware he’s about to cum, the creamy taste of his cum flows down your throat as well as trickling down your chin mixing with your spit.

You’re both panting as you finally take his length out of your mouth and look up at him from in between his legs.

It takes everything in you not to suck him off again as you watch him slump against the chair, black hair strands frame his face dishevelled, his muscular chest heaving as he lets out a satisfied sigh.

“Hey princess” he coos as he grabs your chin, pressing his sweaty forehead against yours, he kisses your wet lips for continuing. “Maybe you should let me win more often yeah? I promise I’ll eat you out next time”

You give him a breathy laugh against his lips, “in your dreams Suguru” you say, even though you know you’ll take him up on the offer.

[sugar-plum-writer]

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Jing Yuan:

>Show Me What You Got [One- Shot]

Sukuka:

> Serene Peony of Winter {Complete~} > Wattpad link to this fic {extended fic- makeover} (Chapter - 1) (Chapter - 2) (Chapter - 3) (Chapter - 4) (Chapter - 5) (Chapter - 6) (Chapter - 7) > "It's just the beginning darling" (One-Shot) >Jujutsu Lover Otome Game~ (Sukuna)

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>Valentines Day Special

>You Are Ravishing [One-Shot; Comfort]

>My Oh My [One-Shot; NSFW] >Company Cam-Girl [One-Shot; NSFW]

Gojo:

>Jujutsu Lover Otome Game~ (Gojo)

>A Heian Era Affair [Series]

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>Let Me Love You [One-Shot; Comfort]

>My Oh My [One-Shot; NSFW] >Company Cam-Girl [One-Shot; NSFW] >No one Else [One-shot; NSFW]

Toji

>Valentines Day Special

>My Oh My [One-Shot; NSFW] >Company Cam-Girl [One-Shot; NSFW]

Geto

>Company Cam-Girl [One-Shot; NSFW]

Nanami

>Box Me Hard Tonight Boxer [One-Shot; NSFW]

My intro post with other links~ &lt;3

[killuasghost]

SLICES OF LIFE # ！︎

↠︎ plot + warnings: hcs on college!jjk men with f!reader roommate and their many adventures with one another!

↠︎ featuring: nanami, toji, choso, gojo, and geto

↠︎ continuing my college!jjk series and we're starting with this! i love the idea of reader having her own relationship with the boys and vice versa!

➞︎ it isn't often that you guys get to go on adventures together.

➞︎ most of the time its a bunch of mini side quests with one another at different times.

➞︎ when you have afternoon classes, gojo and geto are usually finishing up their day as well.

➞︎ which turns into the three of you taking the train into tokyo, blowing gojo's money on sweets and food.

➞︎ sometimes you guys catch a car meet on the off chance y'all end up on that side of town when its happening (a/n: i hc the group to be into cars but geto, toji, and choso are the biggest gear heads)

➞︎ some days, you and nanami spend mornings together.

➞︎ mostly spent in the nooks and crannies of libraries or by the window in a bakery/cafe.

➞︎ sometimes, when you guys have book club, he'll put together a picnic for the two of you.

➞︎ there's a garden with a bunch of Japanese maple trees that the two of you found once.

➞︎ it's y'all's secret third spot. 🤫

➞︎ surprisingly, choso started tagging along with you to toji's practices/matches after a couple months of you doing it.

➞︎ while you were focused on the 'pr' side of things for the boxer, choso took on the role of sparring partner.

➞︎ so now, you had not one, but two gym bros on your hands as choso started hitting the gym srsly.

➞︎ don't worry, it's not always a fist fight with those guys.

➞︎ choso is always finding some new spot to try, mostly art or herbal shops, and toji drives while you tag along for the ride.

➞︎ meanwhile, toji's always finding some mountain to hike! gd its exhausting keeping up with him sometimes!

➞︎ but they're the only two to stick around for when you have your 'bring it on' marathon, so you endure :)

➞︎ geto is in the tattoo shop late at night some weekends and whenever you're available, you pop a squat on the comfy futon he has in his space and chill.

➞︎ he appreciates the company whenever he's working on a client after hours or working hard on designing a new piece.

➞︎ he uses you as a gauge for when he's been working too long. if you've been silent for more than an hour, he knows it's time to wrap it up.

➞︎ gojo is a slut for his monthly massages. he got you one as a birthday gift one year and y'all have been going together ever since.

➞︎ he's always the one you're trying bazaar shit with. cos why tf did he fire up the private jet just so the two of you could visit the blue lagoon.

➞︎ in ICELAND btw

➞︎ toji secretly likes to cook.

➞︎ like loves to cook actually.

➞︎ you only found out when it was just the two of you at home one weekend (nanami on a business retreat with geto, gojo visiting his family (begrudgingly he says), and choso went camping with his brother's) and toji threw down after the joint sesh y'all had.

➞︎ i mean the spread was spreadin'

➞︎ he swore you to secrecy, cooking was smth he didn't want the other's taking advantage of (he's just scared of rejection ((that wouldn't happen)) 🙄).

➞︎ one time y'all took a dessert class and learned to make matcha swiss rolls 🤤

➞︎ toji looked cute in his lil apron and hat ;)

➞︎ choso invites you to art exhibits with him and drags you along to the newest infrastructure being built in the city

➞︎ there's a local pottery/glass blowing shop in downtown Sendai, that the two of you frequent to make clay pottery.

➞︎ at some point, choso designs the most beautiful sculpture out of clay and all of you show up for he showcases it at his first art show!

➞︎ you were the sculpture

➞︎ every once in awhile you guys link up for a group activity.

➞︎ its usually toji's fights but most recently you guys went to the opera!!!

➞︎ geto somehow ended up on stage for a brief moment but that's a story for another time cause 😅

FREE PALESTINE, CONGO, SUDAN, EVERYWHERE !!!!

[bb-sg]

Beg Pt. 7

Gojo x Fem!reader, Geto x fem!reader

CW: Masturbation (male)

POV Geto

Part 7 is up. This is part of a series, I recommend reading the other parts first.

֍ Part 1 ֍ Part 2 ֍ Part 3 ֍ Part 4 ֍ Part 5 ֍ Part 6

Please mind the warning, MDNI.

Red.

That’s all Geto saw nowadays, while he mulled about the school and city. He took the missions he was given and repeated the cycle. Exorcise the curses, consume them, and then wait to do it again. He grew frustrated and tired of the pattern and monotony. He grew tired of the ungrateful people who would never know he saved them. He was tired of everything.

Except you.

While he waited for new missions, he would think of you. He waited patiently for you to text him, sending you messages every few days to check in, but he still had not heard from you. He would be patient; you were worth the wait for him. You were a breath of fresh air, untainted by the jujutsu world. There was something about you that drew him and made him feel welcome.

He thought of your radiant smile, your glowing skin, and your beautiful eyes. He felt comfortable in your presence, and you brought a smile to his face.

He thought about the way you carried yourself, content with who you were even if you didn’t feel the most confident. He remembered how you felt in his arms, the warmth of your body against him, the smell of your shampoo filling his senses. Under different circumstances he wouldn’t have let you go, keeping you close to him.

On nights like this, his mind wandered to you even more at night, while he laid in bed waiting for sleep to come. He felt perverted when his cock hardened as he thought about how beautiful you would look beneath him. He wondered how you would sound when he slid into you.

Geto groaned, and palmed his hard member, closing his eyes to picture you. He tried to stop himself, but his hand moved on its own, slipping into his boxers to grip the base of his cock. He squeezed lightly and dragged his hand up his length, stopping to swipe his thumb over the slit which oozed precum.

“Fuck.” He moaned softly before he grabbed some lotion off his nightstand, lathering his hand up before increasing his ministrations. He thought of how beautiful you were as you looked up at him with doe eyes. His imagination ran wild with the image of you on your knees before him, those same doe eyes staring into his own as you pushed his cock into your mouth.

You’d look so pretty covered in my cum and your drool.

He dreamt about caressing your face before gripping your hair to guide your mouth along his hardened cock. He would be gentle at first allowing you to lead at your own pace, but even in his daydreams he would lose control and grow impatient. His cock twitched in his hand at the thought of holding your pretty face still while he fucked into your mouth. He moaned at the thought of all the unholy things he would do to you.

He would praise you, for taking him so well, loving how your face would look twisted up in a mixture of pain and pleasure when he pushed into you. He would relish the sight of your pretty cunt stretched around his thick member.

He gripped his cock tighter, speeding up he strokes as the images of you grew more and more lewd by the second. Geto bit his lip as his muscles began to tighten and constrict, quickly approaching the edge. He was close, thinking about you spread out in his bed, your breath uneven, your moans in his ear. He felt his toes curl with pleasure, his eyes screwed shut as he stroked himself faster and harder until he came. Hot cum shooting onto his hand and stomach but he wished more than anything it was all on you.

He moaned lowly as he came down from his high, wiping the sweat that accumulated on his forehead. He should be ashamed, but he couldn’t help but want more. He needed the real thing.

“SUGURU!”

Gojo’s voice cut through the silence as he pounded on Geto’s door. He panicked, quickly wiping his essence off with a towel and fixing himself back up.

“Uh, hold on Toru.” His voice trailed off as he hopped out of bed, hiding any evidence of his deviant behavior. He stumbled to the door, his legs wobbly and unsteady, causing him to trip. He caught himself on the doorknob, causing a commotion before opening the door.

“Whoa man. What happened to you?” Gojo stood in the doorway, eyeing Geto up and down over his glasses.

Geto quickly looked away, scratching the back of his head and stretching. “Nothing I was sleeping, that’s all. It’s late, what do you need Satoru?”

Gojo laughed quietly and shrugged his shoulders. “Yeah, sleeping. Whatever you say man.” He winked at Geto, causing the raven-haired man to roll his eyes. “I just got back from a mission. I was seeing if you wanted to go out. You look like you could use a night out. Since you’re so…. tired.” Gojo teased Geto, playfully shoving his shoulder.

“I don’t know. I’m not really feeling up to it.” Geto crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe, closing himself off to Gojo.

“C’mon I haven’t seen you in days and I haven’t seen any gorgeous girls for just as long. I’m tired of looking at curses.”

Gojo pouted his lip and slid his glasses down the bridge of his nose, showing off his blue puppy dog eyes.

Geto scoffed. His thoughts flickered to you.  “Gorgeous girls? That’s what you’re worried about?”

Gojo’s smile spread like wildfire, shining back at Geto. “Yeah. Don’t tell me you forgot what it was like to be with a girl. You can’t sulk in your room forever, what are you waiting for?”

You.

He sighed and looked away from Gojo again, annoyed by his friend’s demeaner. “There’s no girls around here that I’m really interested in.” He mumbled his thoughts, surprising himself by how honest he was being.

Gojo raised his eyebrow at him, his attitude shifting slightly, his playful warmth cooling ever so slightly. “Around here? Where else have you been looking huh?”

Geto ignored his question, turning away from Gojo to step further into his room. This was not a conversation that he wanted to have. Especially with Gojo, who has made it clear that he has already been intimate with you. The idea filled Geto with dread and disgust.

“I’m going to bed; I’ll see you tomorrow.” Geto started to close the door, but Gojo’s hand stopped it from closing. Gojo pushed the door open, letting himself in to Geto’s space.

 “This wouldn’t happen to be about her, is it?” Gojo’s voice inclined with his insinuation. Geto knew, he was talking about you. Over the past few weeks, every time Gojo got the opportunity to bring you up, he would. Casually and not so subtly poking at Geto, trying to get a rise out of him. This was just another opportunity for him to run his mouth and illicit jealousy from Geto.

“You’re being childish Satoru.” Geto jumped onto his bed. He didn’t want to give him the time of day.

“You’re still not going to admit that it drives you crazy that I’ve already fucked her? Whatever, I’m going out without you then.” Gojo smiled with a current level of smugness that he has perfected over his lifetime. He sauntered back towards the doorway, his hand resting on the doorknob.

“You’ll get sore if you yank it too much, you know.” Gojo laughed before closing the door behind him. His cynical laughter echoed down the hallway, slowly fading into silence.

Geto seethed with anger. If he had been standing, he may have tried to lay him out right there, or at least tried to. Geto tried to shake off his annoyance, but he kept thinking about Gojo’s smug expression. He loved his best friend but sometimes Gojo’s arrogance made him want to snap. You were just another thing that Gojo had, another thing that fell into his lap.

Geto gritted his teeth and tossed around on his bed. He searched for his phone, pulling up your contact. Should he call you? Would you even be able to talk back to him? He sighed, feeling his frustration prickle his skin. He decided to text you, hoping that you would finally respond, settling on sending you a simple message to check in on you.

He threw his phone onto his nightstand, preparing to try and get some sleep. Just as his eyes had begun to feel heavy, he heard his phone chime. A message from you.

Geto, hi. I’m sorry I haven’t gotten back to you sooner but I’m in Tokyo. Can I meet you?

Geto excitedly read the message over and over, making sure he wasn’t dreaming, before he jumped up and threw on some clothes. He grabbed his keys and headed over to the address you had given him. He carefully snuck out of the dorms, hoping to not be seen by anyone, especially Gojo. He hoped that you had reached out to him before Gojo. If Gojo didn’t know you were in town yet, he certainly wasn’t going to tell him.

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Thank you for reading! I know this was short, but it'll be a segway to a long chapter that will be out in the next week.

I have been so busy with school, work and everything else that this got put on the back burner. I'm back now though baby. Expect more updates soon.

I hope you liked it! Side note: I'm trying to write this during the time that Gojo and Geto were drifting apart, not so buddy buddy. Smut will be coming soon ;)

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Pick your poison

Key: NSFW ✿ Requests ʚïɞ <- 💗 -> Updated 12/1/24

Individual Series List • SMAU Masterlist

Gojo Satoru

•Gojo on Your Wedding Day ʚïɞ - F!reader, Gojo is a nervous wreck when it comes to you.

•When you’re so, so tired ʚïɞ - GN!reader, coming home to your partner taking care of you is the best part of your day…

•The Oh… Moment ʚïɞ - GN!reader, The moment he realized he loves you…

•Anniversary Post (hc) ʚïɞ - GN!reader, what he posts on instagram for your anniversary.

•The Return ʚïɞ - F!reader, Gojo comes out of the prison realm in rough shape.

•When He Feels Hard to Love (hc) ʚïɞ - GN!reader, Drabble, Gojo feels like he’s too much and gets insecure.

•Filming His First Sex Scene - F!reader, Actor!Gojo has to film his first ever sex scene and he’s nervous, good thing his girlfriend is there to encourage him.

•Despondent - GN!reader, watching Gojo recover from 236 is hell.

Smitten Gojo Series (best read in order)

-> Gojo soulmate au - F!reader, You caught Gojo’s attention, and no matter how hard he tried to stay away he just couldn’t. It was for your own safety but he figures out a way he can keep you even safer. Or - Gojo falls in love and he’s very protective of what he holds dear.

Nanami Kento

•Nanami’s Praise - Being Good ✿ ʚïɞ - M!reader, you like being his good boy.

•Don’t Talk Back, Kitten ✿ ʚïɞ - F!reader, brat taming smut.

•Girl Dad Transformation ʚïɞ - F!reader, nanami adopts a young sorcerer.

•You’re Still You (Nanami’s Worries) ✿ ʚïɞ - F!reader, nanami has insecurities about his new appearance and injuries from the Shibuya incident.

•The Weekend is a Blessing ʚïɞ - GN!reader, Nanami’s weekend is dedicated to relaxing.

•Ten Fingers & Ten Toes - F!reader, coming home to his wife and baby is a privilege he didn’t think he’d ever have.

•Good Enough To Eat ✿ ʚïɞ - F!reader, Nanami is different than other husbands and humans, but he’s yours nonetheless. (It’s just porn)

Geto Suguru

•Suguru Wants A Baby ✿ - F!reader, porn, self explanatory

•Weak to Sunshine ✿ ʚïɞ - F!reader, Geto can be a real ass sometimes, but maybe he’s just in denial about his feelings.

•Heaven Looks Like a Bookshop… ʚïɞ -> pt. 2 ʚïɞ - F!reader, There’s a bookshop with a secluded corner he likes to visit, he thought he was the only one until signs of you started popping up…

•No Time Like the Present ʚïɞ - Suguru eavesdropping and getting the courage to ask you out.

•He Left You // From Afar ʚïɞ - F!reader, Suguru comes back for you after defecting.

Collar Crimes Series (best read in order)

Yakuza!Geto au - F!reader, Being such an important man is stressful but being an important man to you, his girl, is everything to him.

Toji Fushiguro

•Too Much Labor - F!reader, Toji hates seeing the way your boyfriend treats you, you deserve better.

•Sub Space ✿ ʚïɞ - F!reader, Toji fucking his gf into sub space. It’s just smut.

•Ramble - not x reader, about Toji, Mamaguro and his blessing.

My Blood Looks Good On You

Pro boxer!Toji au - F!reader, Filling in for a fellow medic and friend leads you directly into a world you never imagined you’d be a part of.

Choso

•When you’re so, so tired… ʚïɞ - GN!reader, coming home to your partner taking care of you is the best part of your day…

•The Oh… Moment ʚïɞ - GN!reader, The moment he realized he loves you…

•First Time ✿ ʚïɞ - F!reader, first time smut.

•Comforting Him About Yuuji ʚïɞ - F!reader, comforting Choso after his fight with Yuuji.

•Wanting Babies ✿ - F!reader, your first time unlocks a deep want for you both.

Megumi - Yuuji (Itafushi)

•When the World Comes Crashing Down… - Megumi’s entire world changes in the blink of an eye, of course he thinks it’s his fault. Luckily he still has Yuuji by his side. *manga spoilers past 212*

Sukuna

•The Red Queen ✿ - F!reader, lovesick sweet husband sukuna, you’re on your period and victim to the ridiculous stigma surrounding it.

Credit to @saradika / @saradika-graphics for the dividers 💗

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JJK — jujutsu kaisen ‧₊˚✧

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💌 𝙩𝙤𝙟𝙞

moodboards:

toji moodboard + general hcs

writings / blurbs:

𝙜𝙤𝙟𝙤

moodboards:

writings / blurbs:

geto

moodboards:

geto moodboard + general hcs

writings / blurbs:

𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙞

moodboards:

writings / blurbs:

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aot — attack on titan

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💌 𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣

moodboards:

eren moodboard + general hcs

boxer/ bf eren moodboard + hcs

texts with boxer bf eren

writings / blurbs:

𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣

moodboards:

armin mood board + general hcs

armin as your bf hcs

writings / blurbs:

questions with bf armin

recap: in which armin and his gf sit down and answer a series a questions asked of eachother.

💌 𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙣

moodboards:

writings / blurbs:

💌 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙚

moodboards:

writings / blurbs:

[screampied]

Omg Vegas please cook 🙏🏻 I think we and all our holes deserved to be destroyed by biggest jjk dudes ☹️ like can you imagine being on your knees between them sucking both of them off? 🤕

And btw new fic is delicious (I’m gonna be Geto simp soon I fear, because of you), aaaand congrats on 11k!! You deserved it 🖤

TRUST IM PROBABLY GOING TO 🙍‍♂️ you have me so intrigued bc toji and sukuna at the same time ???????? SAME HOLE ?????? please

besides i haven’t written a threesome fic in a bit 🌚🌚🌚 so tru tho, we do. we do. OHMYGAWEDDFF I CAN TOTALLY IMAGINE. i feel toji would be so greedy while you’re sucking sukuna off so he pulls you back towards him to give him more attention. omg bc both of them would be so mean, they’re both straight assholes so can u imagine the degradation / humiliation😞

wait bc if i write this im kinda interested in making this a series, likeeeee a boxer series with the two of them. that’d be so cute :,)

[ramonathinks]

a long list of wips that might never come out 🙈🫶🏾; welcomed to be asked about at any time !

the socialite series

— industry (choso)

— how to win friends & influence people (gojo and geto, no triad)

— the bling ring (sukuna and toji)

— untitled. (nanami)

roommates — choso

little red — toji

love bites — gojo

it’s brutal out here — gojo

monophobia — gojo

all that glitters — gojo

untitled boxer au — gojo

the sinner — choso

1000 nights — sukuna

whipped — nanami

glory — geto

untitled fake rich au — geto

party monster — sukuna

the “future is coming” jjk event

the eleven o’clock number — geto

tag you’re it — vampire priest geto

beauty and the beast — sukuna

paparazzi — simon riley (ghost)

mercy — force 141 ft konig

relief officer — ace, zoro, sanji, crocodile, law

any of these

cowboy hat rule — reiner

stay soft — armin

[noritoshiikamo]

nii-chan series! geto suguru x fem!reader tw dc, dubcon, pseudocest, stepsis!reader, pervert geto-nii, somnophilia, penetrative sex, female receiving oral, part of nii-chan series

robin pressured me into this, peer pressure is real guys tagging: @booksweet @fushigurocockslut @lazy10ieiri @sassyeahhhh @cotton-curse @duskamethyst @haikyutiehoe @ninefuckingoneone

- nii-chan series! geto suguru

sugu-nii always comes home late. it’s not like he has any choices after finishing college with his mother dead and your useless father gone in the wind leaving just him and his step-sister together.

he took on a couple of side jobs with his main being an office job so he could put you through your college and paid up the bills. his bartending job paid the most especially on friday night but it meant he had to miss dinner and spending time with you. but for you, he was willing to sacrifice a little.

“i’m home,” he said, tiredly as he removed his shoes. the apartment was quiet and dark except for the small light coming from your bedroom. his brows furrowed as he draped his jacket and bag on the hook. are you still awake? he wondered as he shuffled forward in your room, palm on the door as suguru peeked in. you’re fast asleep on the bed, with the nightlight on. he sighed, you could never sleep with your nightlight off, something you’d picked up since middle school after his mum died.

not that he blamed you when you had to live with a drunken deadbeat father.

the clock struck 3 am. yawning, suguru made his way to the kitchen, peeking underneath the food cover. he couldn’t help but to smile on the note left on the premade food you’d probably gotten from the nearby convenience store. it’s always cheaper after 10 pm, they just wanted to finish today’s stock. don’t forget to remove the lid, the note ended with heart now sat on the fridge door as he sticked the food in the microwave.

he pulled out a beer, gulping half quicker than he could breath before stifling another yawn. soon, suguru was on his 3rd beer, food long gone and he couldn’t wait to lay his head down on the bed. he closed the kitchen light, holding the beer loosely by the neck. but his track halted, he swore he heard a sound coming from your bedroom. repeating himself but instead of peeking in, he walked in and sat gently on the bed carefully not to wake you up. he squinted his eyes.

“i know you’re awake,” suguru snorted, eyeing the figure underneath the blanket. it shifted. you looked up to him with droopy eyes. “you’re late,” your voice came out meekly and hoarse.

your big brother shrugged, placing the beer on your bedside. you shifted as the man pulled off his shirt, not wanting to get in the bed in his alcohol soaked clothes. his jeans came off next and sugu-nii slipped underneath the blanket only in his boxer. “today was good, we had a lot of customers,” he explained, your head resting on his arm while another snaked around your figure. he rested his chin on your shoulder, his long leg draped over yours.

you’re his pillow of the night.

“sleep, it’s late,” he whispered, reaching for the switch for your night light, completely engulfing you both in darkness. with his calm breath and warmth enveloping you, it wasn’t that long until you’d fallen back into your deep sleep. he was still awake however, eyes staring into nothingness as his finger lazily rubbed what he thought was the sharp bone of your elbow.

he had the habit of touching something, typically his pillow, anchoring himself on it as he rubbed his fingers until he’s lost and drowsy and had fallen asleep. it was his form of melatonin. your bone felt slightly weird, his brows furrowed in confusion, but it was working and he was about to fall asleep. that was until a moan escaped your lips when he realised he had been rubbing against your hardening nipple.

suguru startled. not because of the sheer embarrassment of accidentally touching his little sister’s body but the way his body reacted to the moan he had elicited himself by accident.

you aren’t a little girl anymore. it was hard for him to imagine you in the arms of another man, moaning as they touched you. he found the idea nauseating. he met so many men while bartending, watching as they raced to bring a girl home with some even resorting to slipping something into their drinks. he feared the same thing ever happened to you.

he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, chest heaving as his hand now fully clutching on your soft mound. still deep in your sleep, you nuzzled closer into his chest, his eyes widened now that he realised his hardened cock is resting against the valley of your ass.

even with the roughness of his hand, you were still fast asleep. he was torn between waking you up and retreating to the solitude of his bedroom where he could freely pleasure himself or be a pervert and touch himself with you in his arms. he resorted to the later, unable to rack out anything in mind to explain why he has a boner if you’d waken up.

spitting in his palm, his breath quickened as he buried his nose on your shoulder, hand gripping tightly on your breast. with every small huff and whine out of your lips fueled his imagination more. except the girls in his mind started to look more like you than anyone else. he pushed the images away, pumping himself just so he could go back to sleep but his cock refused to cooperate. he wanted something more than just his fist.

maybe-maybe you could help.

with his shaky hand, suguru pushed the blanket off you both and to his surprise, you were just wearing panties underneath the loose shirt. his fingers ghosted over the thin strap, over the soft mound of your pelvic bone and he couldn’t hold off his gasp when he realised you were soaking through your panties. was it from his touch alone? he wondered. he continued to rub the slit slowly over the material, unsure whether he should move forward but you didn’t react. you didn’t even flinch, deep in your sleep. pulling the arm from underneath your head, he sat between your legs, gently caressing your bare thighs as he pried it apart.

it’s not wrong if it’s me, right? he tried to reason with himself as he pushed the panties aside. i could never hurt her, i’m the big brother, he said to himself again as he hovered over your soaked slit.

he took a dive in, tongue first. you tasted sweet, god, he was losing sense as his arms snaked underneath your thighs, pulling you closer as he lapped you up. he licked long stripes along your cunt, slurping up and suckling on the inviting clit. looking up, your eyes were still shut close, your lips ajar as soft moans escaped it. his thumb rested on your clit, moving in circular motion as his tongue moved lower, prodding on your spasming hole.

“sugu-nii."

he stopped his movement when you called for him, the hair on his back stood in fear as he looked up. you were still asleep, hands sprawled haphazardly except you’re moaning for him. were you dreaming of me, imouto, his mind wondered. he continued watching your face contorting in pleasure as his finger continued.

it was adorable to see the drool pooling on the side of your lips, your chest heaving slowly and the little whines. with the free hand, he continued to stroke himself, eyes darting from your face, to your cunt to his cock. seeing your hole gaping, spasming for something sends shivers down his spine. should a finger be enough? his finger traced the hole. bet it felt good to feel your walls clenching hard on his fingers. maybe a tongue, you did taste good.

or maybe just the tip?

he scooted closer, he could almost feel the heat from your loins. gripping the base of his cock, suguru ran the red bulbous tip along your cunt, unable to hold the moan back. with every stroke coating his cock with your arousal, you moaned subconsciously when his tip caught your clit.

“it feels good right?” he cooed underneath his breath, watching your face intently. you were enjoying this as much as he was too, occasionally dropping his name. “in my dream, i must be making you feel so good huh, y/n-chan?” he whispered, his free hand moved to push the shirt off your chest, exposing the breasts underneath.

“don’t you want to make your niisan feel good too?”

“yes,” you mouthed, as if you were answering his question.

“just the tip okay? niisan promise, just the tip,” he groaned, aligning the tip to your opening, before slowly pushing the tip in. you moaned together, even just with the tip in, you were clenching heavily on the sudden intrusion. he stayed still, basking in the pleasure as his thumb generously applied more pleasure on your clit.

sugu-nii doesn’t want to make you feel pain, he wants you to feel nothing but pleasure. until he was sure, he started to nudge slowly, keeping true to his promise as it made up the rest of his length with just a simple stroke of his hand while his tip prodded your inside. with your every moan, fueling him more and more, he started to feel unsatisfied. he was unable to reach for his high. even with your cunt tightening around his tips, the louder whines and your clit pulsating underneath his thumb indicating your natural response to the continuous pleasure- that you had cum on his cock, suguru still couldn’t reach his own orgasm.

sugu-nii wants more.

he realised your creamy white release leaked with every little thrust, it made it almost easy for him to slip in even further. he couldn’t care less by this point as slowly inch by inch of his cock disappeared into your cunt, the remanence of your orgasm leaked out, pooling underneath you. he noticed the fluttering of your eyes as you finally wake up. he leaned forward, trapping you underneath, hands on your wrist as he hushed you.

“niisan, what’s ha-” he cut you off with a kiss as he buried the last inch of him in you. sugu-nii swallowed your cries, hushing as he slipped his tongue between your lips. “it’s okay,” he cooed, between kisses, “it’s okay, niisan’s here. i’ll make you feel good, okay?” you nodded, face unable to hide the discomfort of having his whole length inside of you.

he scattered kisses all over your face, pushing your hair back so he could look down on you better from the sliver of moonlight coming through from the window. his hands moved to engulf your smaller one, lacing it together.

“can i move?” he asked, tracing his lips down to your neck.

“it still hurt,” you whined, gripping his hand tighter, “niisan, make it feel better please.”

who was sugu-nii to ignore your pleading request?

you could only the white of his eyes when he pulled out, curses escaped his trembling lips as he snapped his hips forward. “imouto, you’re so tight,” he moaned, building up his pace, “you never had a cock this big in you before?” he questioned, sitting up, pulling away his hand so he could push your legs down your chest, spreading yourself wider. he loved the way your face warmed up to his lewd questions, as if you weren’t moaning for him in your sleep. you shook your head, hands moving to cover your face as soft moans echoed the room along with your skin slapping together.

“good, don’t let anyone touch you like this okay? only niisan can do this to you, you just have to ask and i’ll fill you up so full,okay?”

you nodded, eyes hazy as you struggled to focus on him. you’re full of pleasure, it felt like it had been going for awhile. it felt like you had gone rounds with sugu-nii. your body trembled as he palmed your chest, rubbing the nubs between his two fingers. he leaned to push your legs further down, his thrusts were faster now. completely dazed and focused on chasing his own high.

who would’ve thought all he needed was a perfect tight cunt to get it going and all he had to do is just look right beside him. your cunt was taking him in well, it was as if it was molded for him. no other girls would feel the same like yours.

you’ll be ruined for other boys, ruined for sugu-nii’s pleasure alone.

“nii-chan, please.”

he smirked, “yes, buttercup, what is it?”

you bit your lower lips, completely embarrassed by the way he looked down on you. you’re a big girl, you can ask for more, why is your lips trembling before you even open your mouth. “s’good, i w-want more,” you whispered, fat tears rolling down on the side of your face.

“you want more?” he cooed, snapping his hips harder, “my little sister wants more of my cock? tsk tsk, what a little slut you are.”

you nodded eagerly, your little hand pulling his up, tongue out as you slipped two digits in your warm mouth. it felt like bricks falling onto him as his little sister sucked on his fingers, his own cock still pumping in and out of your sopping cunt. he could feel the way your tongue molded around your fingers, the squelching of your saliva as you moved to say please with it still in your mouth and your pretty pleading eyes, sugu-nii wants nothing more but to fill you up.

maybe tomorrow he could watch your mouth around his cock, repeating the same lewd movement you’re doing on his fingers. he pulled it out, tracing your bare skin with his soaked finger until he found your neglected clit, flickering it gently. your back arched in response, unaware to him that your body had reached its limit.

“nii-chan, nii-chan, slowly please, please,” you cried out, nails clawing on his wrist.

he squinted his eyes in amusement, “huh, weren’t you begging for more, little sister?”

“i-i know but it’s making me feel like-” you clenched, head thrown back as you cried out unable to continue your words as you ��like what, y/n? does it make you wanna cum?” he mocked, chuckling at the way you shriveled underneath his stare, “i’ll make you cum, baby. you’ll cum on my cock and i’ll make sure to fill you up full and until it’s all leaking out. that’s what a slut like you deserve.”

he tightened his grip to your thighs as he slammed forward. your yelp, your moans, your pleas and the loud slapping of the skin all became background noise to sugu-nii. his tips brushed roughly on the spongy wall, ramming against your cervix in such a rush. he felt the your walls clenching and he couldn't help but to smile, you're so close and he'll coax it out of you.

“niisan, i’m cumming, i’m gonna- please, please,” your nails left its crescent marking as you clutched desperately on his chest. he’s not showing any sign of slowing down, with every thrusts, the fingers on your clit circled faster.

“you don’t want to disappoint me right?” he groaned, “be a good sister and cum for me.”

you did.

you came first, lips bleeding as you couldn’t hold back your scream. it felt so good and painful at the same time and sugu-nii didn’t even stop, milking every second of your tight, spasming walls clenching on his length. you could feel his cock throbbing in you. you knew he was about to cum too by the furrow of his forehead and the grip on your thighs. you propped yourself up, running your hand along his chest and boldly around his neck. you know he would feel nothing, your small delicate hand is nothing compared to the grip he has on you but his eyes snapped open. pulling him forward, your lips smashed in a feverish kiss.

“fill me up, niisan, you promised you’ll make me feel so good. ” you begged, with your fingers around his throat.

you gasped when you felt the spurt of warmth in you; sugu-nii had reached his high. his thrust faltered, making sure to empty every single drop of him in you before stopping. he didn’t immediately pull out, struggling to catch a breath. beads of sweat dripped down his face and chest. through his lidded eyes, he realised that the sun had already risen from the window. he fell on your chest, his warm breath tickling your bare chest as you ran your fingers through his hair.

he didn’t remember what happened next as he lulled himself to sleep listening to the rapid thumping of your heartbeat.

what he remembered was waking up in the late evening, drowsy from the alcohol. he has work later tonight at 8pm but he needs to make sure to feed you before leaving for work. his eyes snapped open as he remembered what happened yesterday.

he heard a disagreeing humming and hands on his thighs holding him down. “stay still,” a voice muttered and sugu-nii felt something wet going down his hard cock. he was sure he wasn’t hallucinating when he watched you kneeling between his legs, your lips slowly lowering down on his cock. you noticed that he was fully awake now, eyes widened at the show you’d put on.

“good morning, niisan,” you greeted him chirpily, wiping drools from the side of your lips, “i hope you don’t mind, i was hungry. are we ready for round two?”

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[dauntlessallure]

𖤐 ⸝⸝ ˚ ┊VIXEN’S MASTERLIST ⋆

【 works that are marked with an ‘ 🔞 ‘ are smut / nsfw .ᐟ 】

【 works that are marked with an ‘ ♥️ ‘ are fluff / SFW .ᐟ 】

【 ┊❛ BOXER!JJK MEN SERIES ❜┊ 】

┌・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・┐
┊insult to injury — t. fushiguro (🔞)
┊between the bell — s. geto (🔞)
┊pose for the fans — s. gojo (🔞)
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【 ┊❛ JJK MEN ❜┊ 】

┌・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・┐
┊bands a make her dance — (🔞)
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【 ┊❛ RYOMEN SUKUNA ❜┊ 】

┌・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・┐
┊only you, darling — (♥️)
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【 ┊❛ TOJI FUSHIGURO ❜┊ 】

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┊coming soon :]
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【 ┊❛ SATORU GOJO ❜┊ 】

┌・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・┐
┊coming soon :] 
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【 ┊❛ SUGURU GETO ❜┊ 】

┌・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・┐
┊coming soon :] 
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【 ┊❛ NANAMI KENTO ❜┊ 】

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┊coming soon :] 
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【 ┊❛ SMAUS ❜┊ 】

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┊baby pictures — (♥️) 
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[apollostears]

SCHMIDT’S WORLD [ jjk ]

↬︎ anime: jujutsu kaisen

↬︎ featuring: geto, choso, gojo, nanami, and toji

↬︎ warning(s): mentions of death

PLOT. college!jjk men as some quotes from Schmidt on New Girl + some for college!reader.

ADVISORY. reader is female and black unless stated otherwise.

college series

[ college!nanami ]

“yeah…we’re totally chill. we’ll just break out THE BACKUP CHINA! 🤬”

when choso asks if he’s ok thanksgiving morning after finding out gojo accidentally broke the original place settings.

“ARE YOU THE CRIMINALS?! FROM THE STATISTICS?!”

when you guys collectively prank him and dress up as robbers in the middle of the night, catching him his chiffon silk boxers and bonnet you gifted him.

“DAMN IT! I can’t find my driving moccasins anywhere!”

just…i can’t explain this.

[ college!choso ]

“can you please not tell anyone i just did that? that feels…embarrassing.”

after you make him laugh so hard he shits himself. literally.

“oh, the parfait? parfait.”

choso discovering parfaits for the first time.

“what are ya doingg?? almost hit you with this brush steel modern lamp.”

when he catches toji bumping bodies with a girl but he thought someone was tryna rob them.

[ college!gojo ]

“someone’s personalized condoms just came in the mail.”

gojo, after the magnum condom broke because he was “too big” so he bought personalized ones instead.

“I DON’T LIKE IT! I DON’T LIKE IT! I DON’T LIKE IT!”

one night at dinner when nanami made brussel sprouts and gojo threw a tantrum.

“A-A WHITE MAN? NO!”

when he’s watching his favorite soap opera and the only ethnic character, gets paired with the white man.

[ college!geto ]

“i will scream sing EVERY LAST WORD TO LES MIS!”

geto threatening you all when his lucky hair tie goes missing [plot twist, he left it in his pocket when he washed laundry and found it later].

“ *angry breathing* YOUTHS!”

when some underage kids tried to break into the shop while he was still there.

“you aren’t the only one that’s hurting here y/n l/n. the economy stinks, bees are dying. movies are pretty much all sequels now.”

when your usual rant buddy [choso] waa busy, so you turned to geto, who made your rant session into his own.

[ college!toji ]

“you think that you can—you can beat me in a physical altercation of fisticuffs?”

drunk!toji beefing with drunk!gojo after a game of uno goes wrong.

“well you know, everyone dies. maybe he’ll die.”

toji when you guys witness a guy choking on his food while out for dinner.

“YOU POUR THAT COFFEE DOWN YOUR THROAT AND I’LL POUR YOUR BLOOD ON THE GROUND! I’LL KNIFE YOU!”

feral!toji in the morning when gojo had the audacity to try and drink the last cup of coffee before toji could get his fill.

[ college!reader ]

“i’m fine.” *starts choking self* “let me die.”

you after your favorite restaurant runs out of your favorite dessert that you really wanted.

“i’ll kill you! i’ll murder you!”

a valid reaction to you finding out that gojo used up all of your curling cream [expensive curling cream] because he wanted to look like you.

“hit me with your car.”

you ask some random stranger one day after you pulled an all nighter for an assignment that wasn’t due until next week.

NOTE I. happy new year’s everyone!! hope 2022 is everything you guys want and more!!

NOTE II. i’ve been dying to do this for the longest 😭

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[narumi-gens]

top five jjk characters you’d like to make breakfast for

Anon, thank you for this because I seriously want to turn this into a short drabble series for all of these hcs and call it “The Breakfast Club” so maybe I’ll just work on that this week.

Top 5 jjk characters that I would like to make breakfast for:

1.Geto - (I tried to write a small drabble for this to include on this list but it was becoming so long that I definitely need to make this into a series.) 

It’s coming up on a year since Riko’s murder, and for the past couple of months, you’ve really been watching Geto, worrying about him. He always looks tired. He’s losing weight. He’s slowly closing himself off. So, one morning you go to your favorite bakery and order a box of the most unhealthy breakfast pastries that they sell -- ones that are sure to help him in putting back on the weight that he’s been losing. 

You hate to knock on the door to his room in case he’s sleeping and you’re disturbing his much-needed rest, but from the bags under his eyes and the waxy pallor of his skin, he’s probably not getting any. When he opens the door, you simply smile at him and hold out the pink box. He looks at it in surprise before he lifts his eyes to meet yours and the warmth you find in them -- warmth that hasn’t been there in months -- has your heart racing in your chest. 

“I got breakfast,” you offer, your voice slightly breathless. In lieu of an answer, Geto simply gives you an affectionate smile and opens the door further, inviting you in in more ways than just one. 

2. Gojo - (Another one that I tried to shorten as much as possible to fit in this list but will definitely need to go in a drabble series.)

One morning, you’re in such a good mood that you decide to make pancakes to share with Gojo. You’re about halfway through, a small stack of perfectly golden pancakes sitting on a plate on the counter and the mixing bowl filled with batter now half empty, when Gojo stumbles into the kitchen to find you. You never realized that he had a domestic kink until he finally interrupts you, lifting you onto the counter, pulling down your underwear and tossing them over his shoulders onto the kitchen floor, and burying his face between your thighs. 

You try to protest, “Satoru! The stove! The pancakes!” but it’s all for show, your actions speaking much louder as you bury your hands in his hair and tug his face closer, your hips undulating to match the perfect rhythm of his mouth and tongue. He’s worked you right to the edge of your orgasm, your toes beginning to curl and your breath coming in uneven gasps of his name.

You’re right there, when a loud, shrill beeping cuts through your pleasure. Your eyes fly open to see that the kitchen is filling with smoke and you shove Gojo out from between your legs, panicking as you race to remove the pan -- and the pancake that’s now burnt to a crisp -- from the stove. 

You pout as you turn on the tap and pour cold water into the pan, Gojo laughing the entire time. He wraps his arms around your waist from behind and places a kiss on your cheek -- his mouth still wet and slightly sticky.

“I burnt the pancake,” you whine.

“It’s okay, your pussy makes a much better breakfast than any pancake,” he assures you.

3. Nanami - Nanami is such a foodie that making him breakfast is something that you plan for weeks. You want to impress him. You want to make him a breakfast that looks so beautiful that he’ll post it on the secret foodie Instagram account he has that has over 50,000 followers. Your efforts are rewarded twofold. First, with the loving smile he gives you when he says the spread that you’ve laid out for him on the table. Second, and more importantly honestly, when you receive a notification later that morning that you’ve been tagged in a new photo.

4. Tsumiki and Megumi - (This is technically two characters, but I’m counting it as one because I want to make both of them breakfast together.) Imagine you live next door to Megumi and Tsumiki. You’ve never seen their parents around and you find yourself worried every time you saw Megumi walking around with a backpack that’s almost as big as him and Tsumiki having to act older than her age. And so you always stop by in the mornings before they can leave for school and ask if they’ve had breakfast yet. Megumi always scowls and begins to protest that they don’t need charity but you’re quick to assure him that eggs were on sale this week and you don’t want them to go bad, sharing a knowing look with Tsumiki the entire time.

5. Ino - The morning after the first time you finally get to fuck Ino, you want to surprise him with breakfast. Unfortunately, you can’t cook to save your life. So you decide on something simple -- an omelette. That can’t be too hard. Or at least, that’s what you thought before you ended going through almost a dozen eggs and ending up with a pile of burnt, dried-out mess every time. You only have two eggs left. You resort to pulling up a tutorial on YouTube. You jump and drop your phone into the sink when you hear Ino’s sleepy voice asking you what you’re doing. You look from where he’s standing in bedroom doorway, wearing only his boxer briefs and his hair a mess, to the last two eggs on your counter. You make the split-second decision that the solution to your omelette problem is to take Ino back to bed and take your time fucking him slowly until it’s time for lunch. 

[aradia-morningstar]

When the son of the cursed Fetus met the pure soul. (Choso x Oc)

It's one of the many Jujutsu Kaisen stories I have in mind, if I see that they work here I'll put them in English on AO3 and in Spanish on Wattpad.

Disclaimer: Contains +18 content such as violence, swear words, sexual content... if you are minors I am not responsible if something happens to you, having said that the story begins.

Yumiko Haruki a 1st grade Sorceress, you were in the 4th and last grade of the Tokyo Jujutsu Academy. You had the mission to capture and guard one of the children of the cursed Fetus of the nine stages of decay, Choso, the eldest son of the ten.

We put the situation for you my dear readers as you know Geto and Mahito manifested three of the ten of the sons of the cursed Fetus of the nine stages of decay two of them died in a battle against Itadori and Nobara, the other the eldest of them escaped from those two who only manifested them to use them for suicide missions.

Obviously the higher ups would not overlook that a special category curse like him was loose, the area where he was loose was the "territory" of the Haruki clan and Yumiko as the heir and future head of the clan, she had the mission to capture him.

In the garden, in the forest area, there was a small cave and obviously for all the cursed energy that radiated was hidden there. She had an idea, to gain his trust and "capture" him, she brought a bowl of fruit and a bottle of water although she didn't know if he ate and drank, so she tried an act of good will.

She gave them a slight push and walked away, she would take advantage of the time to study, then a relaxing shower and dinner would be made and then watch some movie or several chapters of the new Netflix series, after all that she would sleep to return to her daily routine which now had a new change, feed and keep an eye on Choso.

She woke up with the first rays of sunshine and put on comfortable clothes, today she had neither missions nor classes, she saw on the kitchen counter a letter, her mother always left her letters at her house, which was a few meters from the main house where the head of the clan lived with her children, but she always wanted to be independent she was one of the few clans to which the higher ups had no control over its members, the letter was a brochure introducing her to Tokyo University, her mother knew she would like it as she admired Nanamin Kento who was one of the few wizards who did the four years of wizardry and then went to university.

When she returned she saw the bowl and bottle were empty, apparently he liked what she brought him, after leaving a new bowl and another bottle she took the empty ones and left them in the kitchen.

The days passed with this routine, she spent the days studying and training while she gave food to that curse, one day she woke up and saw the bowl and the empty bottle in the kitchen, she went out to the garden and leaned on the wall next to the door was Choso, at first glance he seemed asleep, but when she left the house he opened his eyes and looked up. She held out her hand and took him inside the house, she led him through the house to the bathroom and began to fill the bathtub, when she finished filling it she went out to leave privacy so he could undress.

In the bathroom he began to take off his clothes and put them in a basket nearby, when he got into the bathtub she entered the bathroom with a bucket of jars and a basket of clothes. She left the basket with clothes where the basket with his clothes was, she left the cans next to him and started to fill the small bucket with water, she went to the bathtub and untied his hair, washed his hair and when she finished she picked it all up.

-I've left you a Yukata for when you're done, I'm going to wash the clothes, I'll be right back. She said to him, taking his clothes to clean them.

He got out of the bathtub and dried himself with a towel that was in the basket with the clothes, after he dried his body and hair, he proceeded to put on the boxers and the yukata that she had given him, he put his hair up in the same way as always.

He came out of the bathroom and found her sorting some boxes in the pantry, he sat on the floor waiting for her to finish, he saw that there were men's clothes and thought it would be from an ex-partner, as he saw photos where she appeared with a boy and two children, surely they married her and then after giving her children they left her lying, that was what he thought, it could also be her relatives.

-I know you may think that I was already married and the rest of the story, but I'm only 18 and my father let me choose with any marriage, with only one rule which is that my fiancé must be a wizard or have a lot of cursed energy, even you would be valid in the eyes of my father.

He blushed when he heard those sweet words, he never thought that someone had in mind to spend his life with him, inside he promised himself to protect her, at last after 150 years he had found a pure soul who loved him, those words that his mother gave him have haunted him all his life.

She gave him a sweet smile, she explained that his mother and brother passed away and his father 4 years ago got married and had two children with his new wife, obviously she would be the heir if she married and had children.

See you in the next chapter of Choso and Yumiko's story.