#chosokamo

[nayy-a]

choso my beloved

cw: highly suggestive but v funny please laugh, reader wears lingerie 🙉

your first mistake was leaving choso alone in the apartment.

your second mistake was not expecting him to do something stupid when left unattended for more than an hour. but this? this was new.

you came home, fully expecting to see him napping on the couch, scrolling through his phone, or maybe reheating leftovers in the microwave. instead, you found him standing in front of your underwear drawer—organizing.

which, in itself, was already suspect behavior, considering you’d never seen him fold a shirt properly in his life.

but it wasn’t the tidiness that had your soul leaving your body. no, it was the fact that he was standing there with your panties over his face.

not in a pervy way. not like those spicy fanfics you’ve definitely, totally never read at three in the morning. no, your boyfriend—your 27-year-old, full-time salaryman boyfriend—was wearing your victoria’s secret lace-trimmed underwear over his face like a spiderman mask.

and he was making pew pew noises.

“take that, villain!” he whispered aggressively, using one hand as a makeshift web-shooter while the other expertly color-coordinated your socks. his movements were swift, methodical. he was, horrifyingly enough, completely immersed in his role.

you should have left. you should have turned around, walked back out, and never spoken of this. but no, you had to be brave. you had to step forward and, in the worst decision of your life, say:

“…cho?”

chaos.

choso shrieked. not a yell, not a grunt—a full-on horror movie shriek. his entire body jerked like he’d been electrocuted, hands flying to his face as if he’d forgotten what he’d done. his wide, horrified eyes locked onto yours for one agonizing second before he attempted to remove the evidence—attempted being the keyword.

because rather than just taking the panties off his face like a normal human being, your boyfriend, in his absolute panic, yanked them.

RRRRRIIIIIIPPPPPP.

the sound was deafening. the death of good fabric. lace fibers shredded in his grasp. the remnants of your once-beautiful underwear dangled limply from his trembling hands.

a heavy silence fell between you.

“…”

“…”

choso slowly lowered his hands. then, in the most pathetic, guilty voice you’d ever heard in your life, he croaked out:

“…hey, babe. how was work?”

you inhaled. deep. long. controlled. you were going to kill him.

“CHO—”

“WAIT! WAIT! WAIT! I CAN EXPLAIN!”

“EXPLAIN?! EXPLAIN WHY YOU’RE PLAYING SUPERHERO WITH MY UNDERWEAR?! WHY ARE YOU EVEN ORGANIZING MY DRAWER?! YOU DON'T EVEN ORGANIZE YOUR OWN SHIT!”

his mouth opened, then closed. then opened again. “well… it looked messy?”

you blinked at him. he blinked at you.

“… i’m gonna pretend you didn’t just imply my organizational skills are subpar,” you deadpanned.

“no! that’s not—! i mean—! it was just a little… chaotic?”

choso was walking on dangerous ground, and he knew it. you could see the regret in his eyes, but you weren’t about to let him escape unscathed.

you crossed your arms. “so you put my panties on your face?”

“… i got distracted.”

“distracted by what?”

he shifted awkwardly. “… spiderman?”

oh, he was so sleeping on the couch tonight.

[gojodickbig]

them forgetting your anniversary

<3 incl: gojo, toji, sukuna, geto, choso, nanami.

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cont: angst.

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[drakyutown]

modern vampire!choso

[crystallinesilk]

✧ New Years ✧ 

Synopsis: Aftermath of Choso witnessing someone (Gojo) getting a little too close to you at a New Years party… Pairings: !possessiveChosoKamo  x f!reader Content: Suggestive fluff content { { MDNI } }, possessive and jealous Choso, newly established relationship, long-term crushing on each other, at your new apartment, christening the new bedroom after being out and about, fluff, teasing, some biting turned messy hickies, kissing/ making out, drinking intoxication making Choso more confused and sad about his feelings of jealousy not being pinpointed but clinging to you like a sweet boy, heavy petting, pet names (baby, pretty princess, etc.). Word Count: 700+ Author’s note: This is kind of a continuation of your relationship with Choso.

The clock had just struck midnight, and the New Year’s Eve party was in full swing. Choso had just helped you move into your new apartment, and tonight was supposed to be a celebration of your new beginnings. But throughout the evening, you noticed how Choso’s mood shifted whenever Gojo got too close, his playful flirting making Choso's jealousy simmer just beneath the surface. You catch glances with Choso, his eyes darting between you and Gojo…

Finally, back at your new apartment, you could sense Choso's tension as you stumbled through the door, both of you slightly tipsy from the champagne. His grip on your waist was fervent and firm, possessive but respectful. He pulled you closer, his lips brushing against your ear.

"Baby," he murmured, his voice tinged with a mix of frustration and longing. "Why does he always have to flirt with you?"

You turned to face him, your fingers tracing the line of his jaw. "He's just being Gojo. He’s like that with everyone, I think?" you said softly, trying to reassure him.

He groans back, expressing that frustration again… You both trade pouts with each other before you murmur, "You're the only one I want, okay?"

He looked into your eyes, his own filled with a mix of confusion and sadness. "I know... I just... I can't help it. I don't like it when he looks at you like that."

You smiled gently, cupping his face in your hands. "Then show me how much you want me," you whispered, your lips brushing against his.

That was all the encouragement he needed. His lips captured yours in a heated kiss, full of pent-up desire and possessiveness. You moaned into his mouth, your arms wrapping around his neck as he guided you toward the bedroom. The room was still sparse, boxes yet to be unpacked, but the bed was ready, and that was all that mattered.

"Mine," he growled against your lips as he pulled you onto the bed with him. You straddled him, pressing your ass sweetly against his lap. He lets out a relieved sigh, his hands roaming over your body with a sense of urgency. "Only mine."

"Yours," you breathed out, your fingers tangling in his hair as you pulled him closer. "Always yours, Cho."

His kisses trailed down your neck, his teeth grazing your skin, leaving subtle marks that’ll turn darker over time.

"Pretty princess," he murmured, his hands slipping under your dress, making you shiver with anticipation. "I want to make you feel good."

"You already do," you replied, your voice trembling with desire.

His eyes darkened with lust as he pulled your dress over your head, exposing your bare skin to his hungry gaze. "I'll give you more," he promised, his hands and mouth working in tandem to drive you wild.

He undressed you patiently taking in every moment… "You're so beautiful," he whispered, his hands caressing your body with reverence. "My beautiful baby doll."

You moaned at his words, your body arching towards him, craving his touch. "Cho, please," you urged, your voice dripping needily.  He smirked slyly and took a moment to admire you, his starry eyes filled with adoration and possessiveness. His finger tips toying with your nipples and dragging back down to feel the warmth of your core.

He huffed, his lips and teeth left a trail of love bites along your skin; from your neck, over your collar bone, and to your cute tits. He plastered those fervent wet, hot hickies, doused in his saliva and sticky kisses. Each one a reminder of his need to claim you, "You're fucking mine~"

He smiled looking back up at you, a mixture of sweet and dilated obsession, as you began to undress him, his eyes never leaving yours.

His body pressed against yours, his hands explored every inch of you, his touch both gentle and demanding. He took his time, making sure you felt every digit of his fingers, every grip of his hand, every pulse of his warmth growing between your legs.

His grip grows a bit more rough as you begin to pathetically grind on his lap... His free hand reaching between your legs delicately and exploratively, watching the expression of your face, analyzing the flinch of your stomach. Hearing the change in your breathing like a song... and ultimately, feeling the pulse of your walls around his fingers.

You let out a relieved moan as his fingers start to work their magic... a dizzying rush of warmth surging from your sacral to the zuzzing in your head...

"P-please?" you desperately let out...

© crystallinesilk2024~ reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated! Do not plagiarize my works and not translate/modify/copy. We can chat about it though!

(dividers by @cafekitsune)

[pertaretart]

❣️🩸CONVERGENCE🩸❣️ A family picture of Choso and (most of) his bros (⁠ʘ⁠ᴗ⁠ʘ⁠✿⁠) Hope you like it!!! Let me now if you do uwu

[theelegantpotato]

Here it is, my most wondrous accomplishment ever, a bracelet i have drawn, manufactured, and toiled over, and my husband modeling said bracelet bc dudes got them good hands and I don’t swear on my life

I am so frickin deceased and off my meds LETS GO

Shop link here <3

[natasaa13]

Not my picture!!!^ I DO NOT OWE ANY RIGHTS TO THE ILLUSTRATION!

So um this is my first smut, please don't be mean🥺

The movie night

The cozy hum of the television filled the room, the dim glow from the screen painting soft shadows across the walls. You adjusted your blanket as the opening credits of the movie played, sneaking a glance at Choso sitting next to you on the couch. His sharp features caught the bluish light—the strong jawline, slightly furrowed brows, and his dark eyes, always so piercing, as if they could see straight through you.

Choso wasn’t just your best friend; he was your anchor, the one who understood you better than anyone else. And yet, there was something more—a quiet tension that had been brewing for years, an unspoken connection neither of you dared to name.

Tonight, though, something felt different.

"You've seen this movie like, a hundred times. Don’t you ever get bored?" Choso’s voice broke through your thoughts, low and teasing.

"Not with good company," you shot back, a hint of a smile playing on your lips.

He smirked, leaning back with an air of casual confidence. "Flattery won't save you if you start crying during the sad parts again."

You rolled your eyes and gave his shoulder a light shove, but his smirk only deepened. The movie played on, but you couldn’t focus. The heat of his arm brushing against yours was too distracting, the faint scent of his cologne intoxicating.

Halfway through, you felt his gaze on you. Turning your head, you met his eyes. His usual teasing demeanor was gone, replaced with something darker, more serious.

"What?" you asked, your voice quieter now.

"Nothing," he muttered, but he didn’t look away.

The air felt thick with something unsaid. You shifted nervously under his gaze, suddenly hyperaware of how close he was.

You were curled up on the couch, a blanket draped loosely over your legs, but no matter how much you shifted to get comfortable, your attention refused to settle on the movie playing on the screen.

Choso sat beside you, one arm draped over the back of the couch, his fingers idly brushing against the strands of your hair. His presence was magnetic, as always. Everything about him demanded your attention—the sharp cut of his jawline, the brooding way his dark eyes lingered on you when he thought you weren’t paying attention.

But tonight, he wasn’t even pretending to watch the movie.

“You keep fidgeting,” he said, his voice low and rough, tinged with irritation.

You looked up at him, startled by the intensity in his tone. “Sorry. I didn’t realize it was bothering you.”

“It’s not,” he muttered, shifting closer. The couch dipped under his weight, and the space between you all but disappeared. “You’re just... distracting.”

Your breath caught in your throat. “How am I distracting you? You’re the one staring at me.”

He huffed out a sharp breath, his jaw clenching. “Maybe I wouldn’t stare if you didn’t look at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like you’re daring me to do something I might regret.”

The tension crackled between you, hot and electric. For a moment, neither of you moved, the weight of his words hanging heavy in the air.

“Choso, what are you talking about?” you finally asked, your voice softer now, almost trembling.

He ran a hand through his dark hair, his frustration palpable. “I can’t do this anymore.”

“Do what?”

“This,” he growled, gesturing between the two of you. “Pretending like I’m okay just being your friend. I’m not. I haven’t been for a long time.”

Your heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst out of your chest. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because you mean too much to me,” he said, his voice raw. “I didn’t want to risk losing you. But every time I’m around you, every time you smile at me or laugh at my stupid jokes, I feel like I’m losing my mind. I don’t want to just be your friend anymore.”

You stared at him, his words sinking in like the tide washing over you. “Cho... I—”

Before you could finish, he leaned in, his lips capturing yours in a kiss that was both desperate and tender. For a split second, you froze, stunned by the suddenness of it. But then your hands found their way to his shoulders, pulling him closer as you melted into him. That made him lose it right there and then.

Choso’s lips trailed up your neck as he hovered over you, his dark eyes ablaze with hunger. His chest heaved against yours, his breath hot and uneven. His weight pinned you to the couch, his body radiating heat and power. Every touch of his hands, every press of his lips, left you trembling with anticipation.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” he murmured, his voice low and gravelly as his lips brushed against your ear. “Spread it for me (y/n)"

You gasped, arching into him, your hands clawing at his back. “I need you, Choso. Please.”

He smirked, his hand sliding down to grip your thigh, squeezing the soft flesh. “Good,” he said, his tone dark and commanding. “Because I don’t think I can stop now, princess.”

The nickname sent a thrill through you, your thighs pressing together instinctively. He caught the movement, his eyes narrowing as he sat back on his heels to look down at you. His hands gripped your thighs, prying them apart effortlessly.

“No hiding from me,” he said, his voice sharp as he delivered a quick slap to the inside of your thigh.

You yelped, the sting of his hand making heat pool in your core. He smirked at your reaction, leaning down to nip at your skin before positioning himself between your legs again.

When his fingers dipped between your folds, his brows furrowed in concentration. “You’re soaked,” he murmured, his voice thick with approval. “Dripping for me already, and I’ve barely touched you.”

“Choso, please,” you whimpered, bucking your hips into his hand.

“Patience,” he said, his tone teasing as he slipped one long, thick finger inside you. The stretch made you gasp, your back arching as he began to move, slow and deliberate.

“God, you’re tight,” he groaned, adding a second finger. His eyes locked on yours as he thrust them in and out, his movements unhurried but firm. “I can feel you squeezing me already, princess. How are you going to take all of me?”

“Let me try,” you pleaded, your voice trembling.

His laugh was low and sinful, his free hand delivering a sharp smack to your ass that made you gasp. “You’ll do more than try,” he said, pulling his fingers out and lifting them to his lips. He licked them clean, groaning at the taste of you. “You’ll take everything I give you.”

Your body clenched in anticipation as he positioned himself at your entrance. When you glanced down, your breath hitched. He was big—long, thick, and veined in a way that made your mouth water and your core tighten with want.

“Eyes up here, princess,” he said, gripping your chin and tilting your face toward his. “I want to see your face when I stretch you open.”

He pressed the tip of his cock against you, the heat and size of him making you whimper. “Relax,” he whispered, leaning down to kiss you, his lips soft and coaxing. “I’ll go slow at first.”

Slow wasn’t how it felt. As he pushed into you, inch by inch, the stretch was almost overwhelming. Your nails dug into his shoulders, your breaths coming in ragged gasps.

“You’re so tight,” he groaned, his voice strained. “You’re squeezing me like you're tryna milk me.”

“Choso,” you moaned, your legs wrapping around his waist. “You’re s-so big, I'm ah so - fuck- so full.”

He grunted, the sound primal, as he seated himself fully inside you. He paused, his forehead resting against yours as he let you adjust. “You’re perfect,” he murmured, his hand sliding up to cradle your face. “Absolutely perfect.”

When you shifted your hips, silently begging for more, he chuckled darkly. “Ready already?” he teased, rolling his hips experimentally. The friction made you cry out, your hands clutching at his biceps.

“More,” you begged, your voice trembling.

“More?” he echoed, his lips curling into a wicked grin. His hand slid to your throat, his fingers wrapping around it in a firm but careful grip. “Say it, princess. Beg me for it.”

“Please, Cho,” you gasped, the pressure of his hand sending a delicious thrill through you. “I need you to fuck me—h harder, . Please!”

His restraint snapped. His grip on your throat tightened just enough to make your breath hitch as he pulled back and slammed into you, his cock filling you completely. The force of his thrusts sent sparks of pleasure shooting through your body, each one stronger than the last.

“God, you’re so wet,” he groaned, his free hand sliding under your ass to lift your hips, angling you just right. “Listen to the way you take me, princess. So messy, so desperate for me.”

The sound of skin against skin filled the room, accompanied by your breathless moans and his animalistic groans. He thrust into you relentlessly, his pace brutal and unyielding, each movement pushing you closer to the edge.

His hand left your throat to grip your hips, pulling you into him with each thrust. The sting of his fingers digging into your flesh only heightened the pleasure, making you cry out his name.

“That’s it,” he growled, his voice rough. “Scream for me, princess. Let the whole world know who you belong to.”

You were too far gone to respond, your mind consumed by the intensity of him—the way he filled you, stretched you, pushed you past your limits. When his hand came down on your ass again, the sharp sting sent you spiraling.

“Choso!” you screamed, your body clenching around him as your release tore through you.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his pace faltering as your walls tightened around him. “You feel so good, squeezing me like that. I’m not done with you yet.”

With a swift move he flipped you onto your stomach, pulling your hips up so you were on your knees. Without hesitation, he plunged back into you, his movements rougher than before.

"Fuck Choso wait, ah too much"

“You can take it,” he said, his hand coming down on your ass again. “You’re my good girl, aren’t you? My perfect little princess.”

“Yes!” you cried, your voice muffled against the couch. “I’m yours, Choso. Only yours.”

His hand pushed on the small on your back, making your arch deepen even more, if that was possible.

The sound of your submission seemed to push him over the edge. His thrusts grew erratic, his breaths ragged as he chased his release. God it felt so good, and he knew that. "Cho, ah please" you don't even know what you were begging for at this point.

"What is it (y/n)? Did I fuck you dumb already?" His pace getting sloppier, but he doesn't miss going deep inside you thight little cunt. God he was dreaming of this night for so long, he doesn't want it to end anytime soon. "You're gonna milk me dry, yeah princess? Gonna take it all like a good girl you are?" He smacked your ass again to bring you back "Ah~ yes Cho, I want it all"

Drool Dripping down the corner of your mouth, you're on cloud nine and feel you 2nd orgasm approaching. Choso cant hold it any longer, your body is just too perfect, pussy thight and dripping for him "Fuck~ take it, take it all" he grunts in your ear as you cum with him

"Choso!!!!"

He collapsed beside you, pulling you into his arms as both of you struggled to catch your breath. His lips pressed against your forehead, his hand brushing damp hair from your face.

“You’re amazing,” he murmured, his voice soft now.

“So are you,” you whispered, your heart swelling as you looked up at him.

He smiled, his thumb tracing lazy circles on your hip. “Don't get too comfortable, princess because we’re not done yet.”

[pynkricee]

Sorry Mr. Tease....

"Choso stop teasing me like that... it's not funny. I was horny and you stopped it..."

Her face was so cute when she looked upset, I couldn't help but tease her some more and get her stired up..."Awww poor baby... My baby girl is mad cause I moved your hand away from my dick huh.."

Balling up her little fist, she nugged me in the arm. "Shut it Cho... " Her face was red as a can of paint while her arms were crossed and her head turned to keep me from looking in her eyes. The blush from her embarrassment changed her beautiful skin tone to a chestnut shade with a hint of pink that I couldn't help but laugh about. "Stop making fun of me.." He nugged me again but even harder this time and it was too cute with her lip poked out.

(She wasn't going to get away with that one..)

Sneering the corners of my mouth I grabbed both her wrist, forcing her hands to my stomach, moving closer and closer to my private area. "You play to fucking much y/n.." I let out a mischievous laugh pulling her hands down closer.. "It's my turn to play now.." I could feel her trying to jerk away but she wasn't going any fucking where.

"Choso what are you trying to ..."

"Don't worry about it since I'm this so called big tease.."

She forcefully ripped her grip from. Which surprised cause baby girl was strong..

She immediately climbed on top of me, stradding me on the couch. She took off her shirt, throwing it up against the wall.. her beautiful bare breast perked up in front of me. I wanted nothing more but to taste them . Caress them around my wet tongue. I had no idea what she was about to do but I was ready..

Leaning over she forced her tongue in my mouth pushing myself back as I moaned from surprise. Our mouths were having a nasty, full on battle til I felt her cold hands quickly pull my shirt off, pulling it over my head and tossing it to the side. My lips were wet with her saliva and I couldn't do nothing more but lick it off.

Breaking the kiss, she then stood up, holding her hand out to me. So I took it standing up facing her. She was so tiny.. my baby.. my princess. Whatever the hell she wanted to do with me.. I would let her....

Biting her juciy big bottom lip she wrapped her thumbs around the inside of my pants using her weight to pull them down as she fell bent down to the floor. Lifing my legs up one by one, she took and threw the pants to the wall. She then stood back up not breaking eye contacts ad I tilted my head to her, gleaming my eyes into hers..

"What the fuck..." Her push caught me off guard as she used her weight to push me down on the couch as she then straddled me , wrapping her legs on each side. Her soaking wet pussy dripping on dick as I leaned in forward using my tongue to lick her top lip. "SO.... this is when you're suppose to fuck the shit out of me huh?"

"Nah.... I'm not ganna fuck the shit outta you.. Ima put you to sleep..." Her warm hand wrapped around my erect penis. The precum was already dripping from my dick as she slowly slid me inside her.

"Shiiiiiiiittttt...Baby.... Fuuuuuu" Her pussy was so wet as she began to rock her hips roughly back and forth... I had no choice other than to grab and dig my nails in hips. Her moans filled the walls and my ears. The way an echo would bounce in the movie theater is the way it sounded right now as my moans fought with hers..

"Cho... baby.. I wanna make you cum.. ! " Her panting got harder as her lips rubbed up against mine. Both of our mouths opened, breathing against each other. My tongue licking the front of her teeth... "I'm tryna fuck your head up to only think about me baby.."

"Is..is that right baby?" I moaned leaning back , shooting my dick into her harder, touching her g-spot. Her pussy walls clenching to around my throbbing penis. My left hand gripping the skin off her ass as my right reached up grabbing her breasts, stroking her nipple. My hand went from her nipple straight to the back of her neck as I yanked her into my mouth, giving her this wet sloopy kiss that she couldn't resist.

My buns started to come undone as I could feel my dick on the verge of exploding. I then let out a load moan grabbing her hip even harder as her pussy was digging deeper ontop of my dick with her ass clapping from behind. Her juices making her ass clap harder on my lap as the splashes mixed with my cum hit my inner thighs.

"God Damnitttt Shiitttttt .... y/n...." I groaned grabbing the back of her head as much teeth sunk into the side of her neck.

"I told you...I'd fuck your mind up Choso.. " She was panting so hard her nipples stood attention from her shivers.

I pulled her back into my mouth, pushing my tongue against hers as we both were steady moaning.. my hips still slowly moving as my cum still filled her.

Breaking the kiss I looked her in the eyes..giving her that evil grin that always made her pussy drip...

" Hmmmm.. I don't wanna hear that shit.."I smiled as my lips softly touched hers..

[y6smeen]

Choso sketch

[o-rbin]

Favorite works of 2024! [So far. We still have a ways to go 😌]

[serentiyymew]

When he's literally THE goat

[gojodickbig]

texting them "wrong number"

<3 incl: gojo, toji, sukuna, geto, choso, nanami.

my asks are open for more ideas and requests. also reblogs are really appreciate. :)

have fun reading!💘

cont: crack, fluff, suggestiveness.

A/N: i'm sorry if i haven't posted anything these days, but i have an exam coming up and i had to study, plus work has taken up a lot of my time. sooo to make it up to you, here's a SMAU with all the JJK men :)

MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI!!!

satoru, toji, sukuna.

suguru, choso, nanami.

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[maiackmn]

I drew another picture! If y'all wanna see the full drawing check out my Instagram, I would appreciate it <3 @/maikamoart

https://www.instagram.com/maikamoart?igsh=MXVkamY2YzVvZDN5bg==

[drakyutown]

hi plz im running out of choso!au art ideas GIVE ME SOME

[kv4z4r3]

Pretty much old jjk traditional :)

[pynkricee]

Oooohhh yummy yummy 😋

OH MY GOD NO CHOSO!!!!!!