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tojisglazer · 2 days ago

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🌟Random JJK Men Headcanons!🌟

Creds to @cafekitsune for all dividers!!

Masterlist

NSFW CONTENT UP AHEAD!!

Includes: Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, Shiu Kong (Maybe more characters in the future! Recommend some n’ they might be up here next!…just no minors pls unless it’s for fluff 😭😭)

Not rlly proofread so I’m sorry for any mistakes!!!

Kento Nanami

• Would definitely be a whiner, especially when it’s time to get up in the morning, “Mmm..darlinggg…”, his grip on your waist becoming tighter. “Just five more minutes.. pretty please…?”, how could you possibly deny your sweet husband?

• Kento will always help you with your hair if needed and is always good at it (You don’t know this, but every night while your sleeping, he watches YouTube videos on how to style curly hair in cute styles he knows you’d like).

• Rarely ever cries to you since he doesn’t want you stressing out over him. When he did cry, however, you’d be sure to have him lay on your lap and softly coo at him until he falls asleep.

• Will be the cook of the house. Sure, he’d let you cook a few meals from time to time, but he would prefer cooking for you instead of vice versa. (His food ALWAYS ended up delicious)

“Kento let me cook for tonight please! You cook all the timeee!” You whine as you’re being dragged back to the living room by your husband.

“Please, my love, sit down. I want you to relax this evening.” Kento kisses you on your forehead as he sits you down on the couch. “Dinner will be ready in a few, okay?”

“Tomorrow night Kento, I will be cooking.” You say with a pout on your face, and Kento can’t help but let out a chuckle.

“Whatever you say, sweetheart.”

• When one of your favorite songs of all time play on the car radio, you’d scream the lyrics, eventually luring Kento in to sing with you. He probably wouldn’t know half of the songs you listen to, but he’ll still sing with you if it makes you happy.

• Never calls you by your name unless something serious is going on. Will always call you baby, sweetheart, darling, love, or honey. (Ex. “Love, if you don’t mind, could you get me a sandwich from that bakery I always go to?” “Honey, you’re always so good to me, I love you so much.”)

• Speaking of which, he loves it when you call him sweetie, Ken, or even if you refer to him as “your man”. He gets hard just thinking about it.

• He’s definitely a little pervert. Whenever you’re out the house for a lengthened period of time, he’d use the opportunity to steal multiple pairs a pair of your used underwear and jack off to it in your shared bedroom, making sure to leave his cum right in the center of your panties. Little did he know, however, the cameras in your house caught every second of it.

• Kento would absolutely love to be dominated by you. Just the thought of you riding him and fucking him with your strap until there’s tears rolling down his face just does something to him.

• He’ll beg and whimper to you at any point during sex, the way he looks so pathetic as soon as you have him in your grasp is something indescribable and makes you want more. “Mmh—babyyyy—haah—oh goddd—I’m gonna cumm-”

“L-Love please—please let me—”

“Ooohhhh—can’t hold it b-back, d-darling-“

• We all know this man is an absolute king when it comes to aftercare. Giving you a minute to rest, he goes to your kitchen and brews up some chamomile tea. Afterwards, he runs a warm bath with some rose petals which he knows you like.

Toji Fushiguro

• Isn’t very good at communication due to being raised in nothing but an abusive household. Knowing this, you help him every step of the way, and he can’t help but look at you with hearts in his eyes.

•He’ll hit you with a dad joke at the most random and unexpected times. You could both be showering together and he’d be talking about some, “What do you call two ducks and a cow? Quackers and milk.” They’ll always make you laugh, though.

• Expect Toji to tease you 24/7. For example, if you’re wearing a bonnet, best believe he’s snatching it off as soon as you walk past him, laughing and holding it over his head as you’re trying to take it back.

-SWOOP- All you feel now is a breeze on the top of your head instead of your trusty bonnet. “Toji I swear to God if you don’t stop snatching my bonnet there’s gonna be problems.” You turn to face the man who now has your leopard print bonnet in his big hand.

“Oh please girl,” you hated the way he mirrored your sass. (You didn’t) “Y’r not gonna do a thing to me.” He chuckled, now putting your bonnet on his head.

“Tojiiiii you’re gonna stretch it outtt!” You groaned and hit his chest, yet Toji doesn’t pay you any mind.

“Babyyyyy,” He mimics you, “I’ll give it back under one condition.”

You sigh, knowing the exact condition.

“Jus’ gimmie a kiss, and the bonnet is all yours.”

• His usual go-to of pet names would include: Doll, babe, baby, ma, brat, and princess (Ex. “Babe, you wanna come to this new restaurant with me? Heard they had some good steak.” “Quit bein’ such a little brat.” “Y’look so damn pretty, doll.”).

• Toji brags to his best friend Shiu all about you, much to his annoyance. He boasts about how pretty you are, how smart you are, how big your ass is, and how lucky he is to have you.

• He absolutely loves the way you treat his five year old son, Megumi. You treat the boy as if he’s your own, and Toji can’t help but smile until his cheeks are sore, and even then he wouldn’t stop smiling.

• This man cannot cook for shit. The only cooking he’s doing would be making toast with butter or ordering takeout.

• He’d definitely eat you out of a house and home and take a fat nap afterwards, though. His portions of food would be enough to feed three people. Living with him, you’d have to go food shopping every two days.

• Though he’d never admit it, Toji loves hugs and how you smother him will all kinds of affection. He’d act all annoyed and tough and claim he doesn’t like it, but deep down you both know he eats it up every single time.

•Expect to see dirty gym socks and other clothing attire scattered across your shared bedroom. You’ll tell him to stop acting like a pig and clean up after himself, but it’ll go in one ear and straight out the other.

• Toji has such a praise kink. Whenever the words “good boy” or any other compliment leaves your pretty lips, it’s like he can’t think for himself anymore.

• He loves, loves, loves, having sex in missionary position with you. He loves being so close to you, being able to smell your special scent, and whisper in your ears, “Look how—fuck—look how messy this pretty pussy is for me, ma.”

“Y’r taking my cock so fucking well, baby.”

“Love ya so fucking much, y’know that? Hah—shit—Yeah, y’know that.” while he’s absolutely demolishing your insides. Don’t get him wrong, the man loves tons of sex positions, but missionary will always be his first pick.

• He may not look the part, but Toji whimpers and moans like crazy when he’s about to cum. “Hnghh—ooohhhh—fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck—“

• When he cums, expect a bunch of it. It’s so much that it leaks out of your throbbing cunt and onto the light pink bed sheets, leaving a puddle.

• His kind of aftercare would be licking your clit, ridding it of any leftover cum. Afterwards, he’d give you a water bottle and massage any aching body parts. He’d then order some of your favorite take out and you’d both eat it together while watching some corny dad show he found on tv.

Shiu Kong

• You have this man wrapped around your pretty finger. He’ll spoil you rotten. He couldn’t possibly think of saying no to his princess, especially when he has the money to get you whatever you want.

• You will never find yourself in a position where you need to lift a finger whenever he’s around. You’ll get nothing but royalty treatment.

• Shiu absolutely hates it whenever you’re around Toji. He knows Toji wouldn’t do anything, but seeing you even look at him gets on his nerves.

• You wake up to the smell of some freshly cooked bacon and eggs (or whatever else you’d favor) due to him. His day will literally be ruined if he isn’t able to cook for you.

• Whenever you want your hair and nails done, Shiu will give you the money, plus a little extra so you can get yourself something nice.

• Your car will definitely end up smelling like his cigarettes mixed with his signature cologne after a while.

• You practically beg him to teach you a few words in Korean (mostly curse words) since you claims he sounds so sexy speaking it.

“Come onnnnnn,” you whine, following Shiu around the house as he carries the clean laundry in a basket. “Just one word, please?”

“I’ve already said a word, princess, don’t you remember that?” He stops in his tracks and turns to face you.

“Okay—well—one more!” you pout and cross your arms.

“Don’t do that,” Shiu chuckles, then sighs contently. “How could I ever say no to you, beautiful?” Your eyes light up and a big smile is displayed on your face.

“사랑해요, 예쁜.” He whispers in your ear and leaves a kiss on your cheek.

“What’s that mean??”

“It means I love you, pretty.” He cups your face with two hands. You can’t help but giggle and leave a kiss on his lips.

• Like Kento, Shiu wouldn’t call you by your name at all. He hasn’t called you by your name ever since you two first met. Sometimes you wonder if he even knows your name (he does). The names he calls you are: Doll face, love, princess, pretty, beautiful, bunny (Ex. “Did y’want this necklace, princess?” “Let’s go out to eat, doll face.” “You can take it, bunny, can’t you? Yes you can.”).

• Every morning, his head is found in between your legs, licking and sucking at your clit. Every time you try to push his head away due to overstimulation, he says “Come on, pretty, m’just eating some breakfast, gimmie a minute.”

• This man is extremely weak for head. His breathy moans only get louder as he’s getting closer and closer to his climax. “Ohh f-fuck—my love—s-s’close—”

“Y’r sucking s’good pretty—mmh—so fucking good-”

• He’ll immediately return the favor by stuffing your sobbing pussy with his fat cock, thrusting in an unforgiving pace. “H-Hah—you h-hear that? Y’hear how she’s—shit—purring for me l-love?”

“I know you can take it bunny, I know you can—ooohhh ffffuckkkk-”

• After he’s done with you, he kisses your forehead and wipes you down with a warm damp towel. He then massages your plump thighs and kisses your face a bit more. When you’re finally asleep, he goes out to your balcony for a quick smoke.

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bigidiotenergytm · 3 days ago

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“Unless, of course, you apologize for my son’s pains and all his cries.”

Odysseus, cunning as he, looked up at the King of Seas with a draining fear. He felt his heart racing in his throat, clawing out to let him scream but instead, he breathed through his nose. In, and out, he needs to find his words. He needs to find a way out of this, for him and for his men.

“Lord Poseidon,” He bows his head, forcing himself to behave. To seem weak, to seem smaller and delicate, to present himself as prey when the wolf in him begs to hold his head high and be a predator

He holds his hands out in front of him, a prayer pose to the Einalic God of the sea. “Lord Poseidon, earth-moving, dark haired like the sea. Please,” He hates that word coming out of him. ‘Please’, to plead with a God is pitiful. How far the mighty fall. “I beg you, please, do not hurt my men, my people, for my mistakes. They have done no wrong in following a foolish king’s wills. They would not have acted without my word, this is not their fault.”

He takes a step forward, outstretching his hands further. “I ask that you allow me to appease you for my crimes. For our safe return, my men and I, I will give myself to you.”

Poseidon sees it.

King of Ithaca. Warrior of the Mind. The Cunning. Poseidon sees the things this Greek is trying to be. Trying to be, oh, so GREAT, and, oh, so bold— putting on yet another character of his. Playing the part. The role that Odysseus ASSUMES that the God of Seas wants. The king turns into the beggar. Spewing naivetes, spewing hopefulness. Each word from that silver-tongue DROWNS in it all. In insincerity. In the weight on his shoulders. He hides in it, that pride.

To SEEM weak. There's nothing seeming about it.

The grip around his trident tightens. Tighter, tighter, yet tighter. The man moves, only stepping closer to the three spears. The trident, moves. The cold metal etching across his tanned skin, all but too eager to sink itself into FLESH. It doesn't stop there. It doesn't stop until the middle spear presses itself right under one of Odysseus's eyes. Just deep enough to see a small trickle of man's blood caress that edge. Mouth-watering.

A prey presenting himself to a predator on a silver platter.

The God's head tilts. Black, oceanic strands blowing in Aeolus's winds. His cyan eyes narrow at Odysseus, shooting a cold within him from his gaze alone.

No. This mighty one hasn't fallen yet.

"Oh." The Sea God's head lifts. "You'll 'GIVE' me. How generous of you." Cocky, cocky King of Ithaca.

"And who are YOU," The blackness from his hair takes over his form. His weapon sinking into a pitch of the deepest ocean. "You insolent little Greek," His body shifts. The Sea growing larger as he all but CURLS around his prey. Forming behind the little king, a powerful stallion with multiple rows of sharp teeth only grinning. Closer, closer, yet closer. Until the huffs from his nostrils coats the shell of Odysseus's ear. "To believe I HAVEN'T CLAIMED YOU ALREADY?"

Odysseus of Ithaca's life only but belonged to him. "You will K͇̣͙̝̲̰̲͍̘ͅ ͉̞͔̩̱̭̫̦̻̭̯͍̞̣͇N͇̰̤͉̳͖̞̘͙̥͉̠̝̪̞͙ͅ ̝̱͇̞̣͇͍̼̤̘͇̣̖̰ͅE̲͉̭̰ ̹͓͚̲̳̺̩ͅE̖͍̰͈͇̹̲͍̝̦̲͓ͅ ̩̹̱̳͔̻̼͙̝̲̼̤̻͚L̝͙̞̤̮͇̻̼͍̻ ͈̻̠̹͎̱̣̥͎.̳̦̣̣̼̰̺"

"And your men will W̰̻͔̪̣̠̭͇͈̹̼ͅ ̝̝̭͉͓ͅA̮̱͇͓̭̪̳͎̫̥̘͙̞̳ ̬̰̯̝̼͓͇͕͎̰̞̗ͅṮ͓̱̟̭͇̟͙̗̠̝̙̗̳̭̥̙ ̣͉̰͕͖̥͙̲̰̮̱C͕̬̠͚̝͖̝̙̙̖̫̬ ͇͎̯H̦͕̞̱͉̬̗̹͇̳̬̹ ̹̫͎̩͔͔̝.͖͈̼̫̫̜̩͍̠̞"

#............ so perhaps we got silly :3c #ily bones <3 #rip ody tho #physicalhazards #POSEIDON. / answered.

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