#fem! kenjaku x fem! reader

[selfishdoll]

NURSE! KENJAKU ⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 you wouldn’t want the whole hospital to hear what a slut you are, now would you?

CONTENT WARNING ── 𖦷 short ass drabble | porn no plot | ooc kenjaku | fem! kenjaku | mean dom! kenjaku | pussy slapping | this is just kenjaku toying with reader’s body. all consensual though, i don’t write that kinda stuff.

AUTHOR’S NOTE ── 𖦷 i was literally in the middle of mulling over my eren fic when nurse kenjaku fanart was posted in the gc. so thanks guys <33 the fact is i don’t even like kenjaku fr, but uh.. nurse him is hot asf i can’t deny. trust nurse kenjaku (and only nurse kenjaku) will be written for again. also jjk spoilers ig?? and as always this unedited so please excuse typos

Your fingers gripped the sheets underneath you, legs spread open whilst heavy pants escaped you. The gloved hand moved diligently in and out of you, thumb caressing your swollen little bud all while an arm was strewn across your shoulders— gripping one.

Your legs began to close as your orgasm approached, gasping the moment the fingers were removed to instead land an open-palm hit to your messy cunt. “F—fuck!” You cried out, arousal leaking and dripping underneath you.

“I gave you two instructions.” Her honeyed tone was delivered right in your ear, lips glossed with red threatening to taint the shell of it. “To stay quiet and keep your legs open.. I’m so disappointed, you couldn’t do either.”

“I—I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” You whined out, head slacking the moment the beautiful nurse slapped your pussy again— your clit swelling from the attention.

Her arm slid from around your shoulders to collect your chin, lifting your face to glance at you. Her dark eyes took in your features disgust and amusement revolving in her eyes whilst her lip quirked just a bit.

“Such a disgusting thing.. making such a mess on this clean hospital bed.” Her thumb pushed between your lips before you could even think of apologizing, pressing against your tongue to watch you whine. The nurse leaned closer whilst her wet, gloved hand caressed the inside of your thigh. “I’ll give you one last chance..” She whispered, breath fanning across your face as her hand hovered above your wet slit; delicately spreading your folds.

“You won’t disappoint me again, right? You’ll be a good slut for me and keep your legs open and your mouth shut?” Her thumb slipped from your lips in a soft pop, eyebrows lifting in search of a response.

Like some idiotic bobble head your head was shaking faster than it should have, legs widening as you bit the bottom of your lip.

The nurse grinned at you, thumb moving back to your abused clit;

“Good. Good girl.”

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[lilacxquartz]

part 9 of 19 of kinktober: brain riding

kenjaku’s brain x reader

plot: kenjaku would like to try something a bit different with you — themes: oral sex, brain riding, gender neutral pronouns for kenjaku, f!reader, coercion, potentially body horror — a/n: if the idea weirds you out, this is your warning to click out, otherwise read on <3 — w.c: 800ish

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“Come on, I promise it’ll be fun,” Kenjaku teased, dragging your fingertips along their still freshly sutured incision, “it’ll be unlike anything like you’ve ever experienced before.”

You stammered in slight uncertainty, narrowing your eyes into a concerned stare; studying the liquid that trickled out of their partially undone form. “I-I don’t know, this might be too weird… even for me.”

Kenjaku could only smile as they pulled you back down over their body, urging you to straddle over their frame. They didn’t want to pretend with you anymore—at least not since you last saw their technique and surviving form—so this was simply… the next big step forward.

“Trust me,” they coaxed, lowering their voice into a breathy whisper, “I promise it’ll be fun. If you’re that scared, you can sit a little lower over my vessel’s face and we can work our way up.”

You could only blink as your mind paled at the thought, still struggling to imagine just how this could possibly go. Admittedly, this was something that you had never once anticipated before and yet here you were, giving into the impossible.

“Alright, just… just give me a moment, okay?” you replied in a strained tone in an attempt to calm yourself down.

They simply stared up at you as you straddled over their stomach, their arrogant grin slowly widening with each passing second.

“Do I just… hover over the brain, or?” you asked in a resigned tone.

They tilted their head back in anticipation. “I’ll tell you when, how’s that?”

A whole flurry of troubling thoughts swept through your mind the more you tried to talk yourself into carrying the act through. For one, you felt suddenly… insecure? What could the view for them even be from that sort of angle? Given that your thought process could be easily reflected on your expression, they pulled you down ever so slightly by tugging at your wrists to at least, reassure you.

“Don’t worry about it too much,” they murmured, trying to pad you forward on your knees, “I can promise you that my eyes will be closed if that’s what’s bothering you,” they lied, wanting nothing more than to revel in the view.

You tilted your head in half disbelief, not quite believing them. “R-really?”

They hummed with a confirming nod, finally getting you to hover right where they wanted. With a quick pull, they cast aside the skull cap for now, propping it over to the bedside table before shooting their tongue up towards your clit, hoping to steal a taste while you were still adjusting.

A slight yelp escaped your lips as the rest of your body tingled in a pleasurable shudder; your legs settled parallel over the soft, fleshy mass felt almost softly foreign when compared to any other area of flesh. The tissue was alarmingly supple and left you feeling a little afraid for them.

“A-and you’re sure that this doesn’t hurt you?” you asked in a somewhat innocent tone, genuinely concerned for their safety.

They lightheartedly laughed in response to you, their tone of voice adopting a nonchalant edge, “Well, it might mess up my vision a little but don’t worry, I can fix all of that later. Besides, my brain is firmer than the average person’s, so you’re not damaging a single thing.”

Kenjaku technically meant that first part in a joking manner, but they partially regretted their jab a second later, knowing that you wouldn’t take it in the way they hoped and would very likely hesitate to let yourself go fully.

To counter this, they attempted to pull you down a little closer; their brain tongue greedily lapping up wherever it could feel, the rest of the rosy matter slightly pulsating as it did so as the subtle movements almost caused them to tremble.

Continuing, they licked at your folds whenever you slipped up and tried to steady yourself. Your clit was the primary focus, but your lacking confidence was something that they’d have to train you out of in the future; which was already pre-planned in their mind. Working with what they could, they flicked at your skin’s swollen peak, pushing you towards a quickly building climax. Perhaps it was both the fear and the arousal and the unknown; all three things combined to overwhelm you into a heated mess.

In a way, it was surely frustrating due to the host’s body responding with want and need, pooling tingling pleasure in between their legs. They couldn’t stop now however—not when you were so close—so instead their tongue zigzagged at an almost hurried rate, sending rising shocks of shuddering bliss through your body, forcing you to eventually coil and flood in a seeping release that trickled into their cerebral lips.

As you finally stilled your grinding process, you sat back over their chest and then rolled over to your back, your body involuntarily flinching slightly at the cap they used to secure back over their brain.

“I’m never letting you live this down by the way,” they teased, already planning the next moment they’d do this with you again (and again and again.)

And to your surprise (not that you’d admit it to them), you didn’t feel completely opposed to the idea.

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[elysianightsss]

Limerence | Six

C H A P T E R SIX

limerence / lim-ê-rêns / (noun)

“Obsessive romantic attraction towards another person”

Summary: In which the owners of Jujutsu Incorporated, the Ôgami brothers, are suddenly interested in you.

Pairing: Alpha!Sukuna x reader, Alpha!Itadori x reader, Alpha!Gojo x reader, Alpha!Geto x reader, Alpha!Nanami x reader, Alpha!Kenjaku x reader

Status: Ongoing.

Genre: werewolf au, soulmate, polyamory relationship, angst, fluff, omegaverse, a/b/o dynamics.

Warnings: smut, violence, mentions of knotting, heats, ruts, insecurities, some descriptions of reader’s body, mention of possible ED, omegaspace, domdrop, swearing, blood, depression, suicidal thoughts, possessiveness, obsessive thoughts, Alpha tendencies.

Chapter Warnings: Yandere behaviour brought to you by Suguru, mentions of a scar, pups mentioned, violence, Suguru being a pantie thief.

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Previously on Limerence:

“Jade.”

“Yes. Jade. She will be tried for having attacked a soulmate, as well as some other things we’ve found but she’ll get thirty years just for attacking you.” Yuji smiled, he was happy she would be put away for harming you.

“Wow.” Your eyes start to sting with tears, you’re not even sure why. Yuji doesn’t ask, instead he pulls you into his lap for a cuddle. Even though you tense at the soft foreign touch, you allow him to move you as he pleased and comfort you in the way he knows how to.

“It’s okay. It’s over now.” He whispered gently stroking your hair as he hugged you to him. A few moments of silent thought passed before he spoke once more, “I understand this has been a very long and exhausting day for you, I understand this is so new to you. We all understand. We especially hope the incidents that have occurred today has not stopped you from accepting us as your mates. Though we can all have a serious discussion about that later.”

Yuji’s hand cupped your cheek leading your eyes to meet his, “I will say this, no one will ever hurt you again for as long as I live. This I vow to you.”

You were quite shocked, no one had ever said something like this to you before, it made your heart thump quicker in your chest until you felt it was about to burst. You could feel it in your throat, pulsing, beating so hard your head hurt. You wanted to thank him, kiss him, hold him so tight and never let him go. Your body worked against your mind and omega, your head simply nodding. You cursed yourself but seeing his joy at just your acceptance was enough to help you relax.

“Can I stay and watch you work? It’s a little…crowded out there.” You gesture to the hallway, thinking of the nest with three of your mates sleeping peacefully.

He chuckles knowing exactly what you mean, “Of course angel.” Yuji smiles happily and continues quietly working on his computer, you shuffle a bit getting comfortable on his lap. Surprisingly you found his work boring and unsurprisingly you fell asleep. Yuji smiled at the sight, you felt comfortable enough to sleep on him, it was more than he could have ever asked for with his mate. Even when he turned twenty seven he was unsure whether or not he’d find his mate.

Now that he had, it was his job to protect you as best he could. He knew he wouldn’t be around you all the time and there would indeed be times where all of them were busy at the same time, there was no guarantee you would always be safe. Unless he got you someone who could protect you day and night. A bodyguard. Swiftly he opened a new tab on his computer searching through the company’s alphas who had completed their training, he scrolled to the ones who were best in all their divisions.

He saw a name quite familiar to him, Toji Fushiguro . Mated. Married to Aiko Fushiguro. Two children. He was perfect. Yuji would of course consult with his pack alpha before making any decisions, but he was quick to make a note of it so he could talk to Kento when he was in a better headspace.

At this same time, Kenjaku was busy sorting the Jade business. In fact he was staring her down right now, trying to calm his wolf so he wouldn’t break through the iron bars that were between him and her. She was sulking, pouting, she actually had the audacity to sulk after attacking his mate. Disgusting. He wanted to rip her limb from limb for her crimes.

His entire body shook as he listened to the police officer explain how she would be processed, never once did his murderous eyes waver from her figure. She was now his target, she was now his prey. He would do everything in his power to make sure she never saw the outside of a jail cell ever again. To make sure she knows what real pain feels like. To make sure she suffers.

Kenjaku can’t get the memory of you like that out of his head, you with a handprint marking up your pretty face, you with the back of your clothes torn open by the bitch’s claws, a big rugged scar on your back for everyone to see. You looking so dazed and weak with tears filling your eyes, he couldn’t stand it. He still can’t.

But he’ll endure. For you, he’ll endure.

Meanwhile Suguru had gone to your apartment to get your anxiety medication, per a feral Kento’s order. He wasn’t going to disagree, not when the savageness was sparkling in his pack alpha’s eyes. He went straight away to fetch the pills, catching the keys to your place in his hand and driving there with the help of the sat nav.

He doesn’t know what he was expecting when he entered your place but it wasn’t this. Dull, lifeless colours painting the walls. Black, white and grey all over the place, not even a hint of colour. It had his hands itching to grab his phone and go on Titsi and fill your home with colourful nesting blankets and pillows. Focusing back on the issue, he searched the bathroom first. Looking through the mirror cabinet, his eyes scanning over the lotions, perfumes and bath stuff all fully stocked. Some of them not even opened, most of them barely used.

It had Suguru frowning, did you not have relaxing bubble baths after stressful days or weeks at work? Did you not massage lotion into your beautiful skin after the aforementioned bubble baths? Did you not spritz the sweet perfume on your still damp body? Well he would just have to fix that. Honestly he was getting excited just thinking about taking care of you in such a way.

Of getting to delicately scrub your body, ridding it of dirt and stress, while you played with the soapy bubbles. You letting him gently rub lotion into your dehydrated skin, the way you would sigh happily when he would press harder on that particularly tight spot. The way he would spray a little bit of that lovely perfume you wear on you once you were fully satisfied.

He couldn’t wait to love on you. But for now he didn’t have time to fantasise, he had pills to find. He closed the cabinet after taking a quick whiff of your perfume and headed into the bedroom. Inside once again it was dull, except for something he spotted shoved in the corner, almost hidden from eyesight before a reading chair.

A bright pink bunny, very dirty and roughed up. But it was the only colourful thing he saw in the entire apartment. He picked it up, it looked like a children’s stuffed toy. Maybe it was yours when you were little? But why had you left it so dirty? Why was it so damaged? Another thing for him to fix.

Suguru placed it back down and scanned the bedside tables, even looking through the drawers. He didn’t find the pills, though he found a different kind of toy. A simple purple silicone mould, no details but very obvious what it was. He tried not to let the smirk on his face grow as he put it back and shut the drawer. He moved over to the drawers filled with your clothes, opening them one by one from bottom to top. Finally he opened the last one, filled with your underwear and fuck he couldn’t help himself.

Picking a pair up he brought it up to his nose taking a huge whiff, he groaned at your scent that still lingered on them. After slipping a pair into his pocket he moved on to the kitchen he finally spotted them, the anxiety medication that Kento had ordered him to get for you.

Suguru was intrigued, truly, he didn’t mean to snoop but with how interesting the rest of your house was he couldn’t help himself. He checked all the kitchen drawers and cupboards, your fridge-freezer and he didn’t like what he found one bit. A couple packs of ramen and some out of date milk. How were you living like this? He instantly made a note on his phone to find out your bank account details and transfer money into it, as well as giving you his black card.

While he’s at it he makes note to add your name to the lease of their new house. Their current house was much too small for all of them to fit, you didn’t have your own room and there was certainly no room for pups. Pups. He had to swallow down the primal urges that were rising within him and threatening to take over him. Taking one last look at your place, he left locking the door, deciding in his head how sad your life must be to have the absence of colour in every aspect of your home.

The drive back was quiet, even with the radio playing music, he was in his head the whole time thinking about you and that empty space you called home. Did it represent something more? Or was it just him overthinking something that means nothing. And what about the florescent pink bunny, hidden in the corner?

By the time he had arrived it was night time, the street lamps giving a golden glow to the street, he stepped out of his car pills in hand as he crossed the road to his house. The outside of it was dark blue, only a few lights were on, shining through the windows. He wondered if you were still up or if you’d felt comfortable enough to fall asleep in someone else’s home.

What he found was not what he was expecting. Inside the nesting room was a distraught Kento sat on the end of the bed with his head in his hands. Satoru and Sukuna were trying to console him but it wasn’t working as he continued to blame himself over what had happened.

“Where is she?” Suguru asked, waiting patiently for one of his brothers to give him a reply.

“With Yuji. In his office” Sukuna whispered shooing him away with his hand so he could listen to Kento.

Suguru rolled his eyes and made his way to Yuji’s office. Sure enough you were sat inside, on the lap of his brother no less, asleep. Yuji smiled, “All good?” The words came out a whisper, but Suguru heard them and nodded walking further into the room and placing the bottle of pills on the desk. Yuji read your name on there and the medication type. “She has anxiety?” Yuji asked more to himself.

“Don’t we all?” Suguru joked making his brother give him a ‘shut the fuck up’ look. He raised his hands up in a show of surrender, smirk still on his face.

“I just mean, I didn’t know she had it to the extent of having to take meds for it.” Yuji explained his thoughts glancing down at you.

“Neither did I. None of us do. I guess I realised that when I was at her place too. None of us know her yet, we don’t know anything about her, her life, her family. None of it. We’ve known her for a day, not even a full day either.” Suguru sighed, he couldn’t wait to learn more about you.

“We will soon. I’m excited for the days I know all there is to know. I will feel like I’m complete as her mate.” Yuji laughed with joy on his face only for Suguru to wipe it away.

“Something tells me there will always be something new to learn with our gorgeous mate.”

[mullermilkshake]

Pseudo Suguru Geto

SPOILERS

Appearances aren't always what they seem.

“Prison realm. Gate open.”

The giant square of skinless muscle opened, its singular eye wide open, showing you your fate. It glared at you, staring straight into your soul. It convulsed, vibrating like a quivering leaf.

“What- what is this?” You took a step backwards, unable to avoid its gaze, still and unnerving.

“It took so long to find you. You've been quite a nuisance.”

You recognised the voice, but it was laced with uncertainty. Would you dare to turn? Could you entertain the idea of any other eyes than the giant, ominous pupil sat in front of you?

You turned. “W-wait. No way. This can’t be-”

Suguru Geto. 

You saw him die, watching on from the sidelines, his wrist going limp and drawing last breath. There was no way he could have been standing in front of you now.

But he was.

“Long time no see.” Suguru smiled, his hand moved in a gentle wave.

Geto’s eyes were there, but then, they weren’t. They didn’t have the same love they usually had. He looked the same as he did when you last met, but the line of stitches on his forehead said otherwise. 

“It can’t be you.” You said, stepping back a fraction. “I saw you die I- Satoru killed-”

“Satoru isn’t the best at commitment is he?”

Suguru took a step getting much closer now, he was in arms reach. You could touch his cheek if you wanted. But this time wasn’t like those other times. 

“Who are you?”

“You know who I am.”

“No. Even up to Suguru’s death, he never gave me the unease you’re giving me now.”

He chuckled, fiddling with his forehead. “ You were always so clever, weren’t you?”

You gasped, putting your hand to your mouth to stop the sickness. The top of his head came away, clean and precise. His maniacal smile never faltered. 

“That’s exactly what Satoru Gojo said too. It seems I can’t fool everyone.”

A brain. His brain smiled with him, transparent goo dripped down his cheeks like it was being preserved artificially. It looked painful. You heaved and your hand clenched at your stomach in hopes to stop the chain-reaction. 

Everything was fucked. This thing was parading a dead man around you, a carcass of someone you loved. Your retching turned to sobs, you pushed him away but he stayed where he was.

“Where is he, where is Satoru? What have you done with him?!” 

“He’s in a safe place.” He paused, his smile still remained. “Now it’s just a matter of where to put you.”

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[luc1-anna]

Pounding into her as if she wasn't human. Her voice being so angelic that you wanted to hear her spew out your name over and over again, till she lost he vocal cords.

Tights resting on the tile floor along with the syringe, dripping out some clear liquid. You had your nurse bent over the hospital bed as you fucked her so good, cock threatening to leak your seed inside of her from how good she felt.

She looks so pretty with her breasts on full display, bent over with nothing but her short dress and high heels on. Hoping nobody walked in on you two as she would surely get fired.

[damn-stark]

Chapter 17 Kill of the night

Chapter 17 of Sugar

A/N- ITS TIMEEEE!!!

Warning- Swearing, ANGST, light fluff, violence, blood, spoilers, SLOW BURN, long chapter.

Pairing- Choso x fem!reader, Suguru Geto x Gojo!fem-reader

Takes place during- 2x08, 2x09, and the beginning of 2x10

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“What do you think of Satoru Gojo?”

You move your chess piece first and then look at the camera to answer honestly. “Well, he’s my older brother and my clan leader. And he’s a good brother because he didn’t cut me off my inheritance.” You grin brightly and shift in your seat to face the camera better. “And I think he’s great with my daughter. He’s a good uncle. And…” you sigh softly. “I wouldn’t be here if it weren't for him.”

You nod with content but then realize. “Wait,” you interject with a slight panic. “Is he going to see this?” You stand up to get closer to the camera, but the camera person gets startled and steps back nonetheless.

“Because if he is then he’s annoying,” you try to backtrack what you just spilled so he doesn’t get all smug about it. “And,” you add. “He's not as funny as he thinks he is.” You hum and shoot the camera a tightlipped smile.

“What else?” The camera person asks.

You slowly knit your eyebrows in confusion and probe. “What do you mean, what else?”

You stuff your hands in your oversized blazer coat pockets and continue. “That’s what I think…unless you want this to become some kind of video diary.” You laugh softly. “But I’m afraid that’d boost his already high ego, so that’s all I'm saying.”

“Do you think he’s strong?”

You scoff. “Obviously,” you sass as if that wasn’t already an obvious fact everyone knew. “He’s the strongest.”

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“You’re late,” Satoru complains.

You finally pull your eyes away from the man with the two buns and see the attention of the two curses span over to you.

“About time,” a gravelly voice that belongs to Volcano Head interjects with a menacing smile. You ignore him though and drift your gaze back to your brother to offer him an unapologetic smile.

“Sorry I was dealing with stuff,” you announce nonchalantly and slowly make your way towards the two curses and the man who looks like he doesn’t want to be here whatsoever; he looks like he got dragged along by his friends there.

“You’re always giving me crap about being late,” Satoru argues back with a bit of spite.

You stop a few feet away from the opposing side and find yourself looking back at that cute man from before. And much to your surprise he actually meets your gaze, and the moment he does he slowly straightens out his shoulders and raises his chest as he draws in a deep breath. And it's now as you’re taking a deeper look that you realize that his eyes are that perfect shade of brown. Not too dark and not too light, they’re that rich color like when the sun hits them, only the sun isn’t shining inside. It’s like he’s carrying the sun in his eyes.

It’s a silly observation perhaps, but that color is one you can easily find in a sea of dullness and blandness, it’s your favorite color after all.

“Hello?” Your brother snaps your attention back to him. “I said 8:40.”

You put your hand on your hip and counter Satoru. “You’re always late! Not just occasionally, always! Like this morning, ‘Oh let’s go eat breakfast for your birthday at 9.’.” You mock him and roll your head to the side as you grow annoyed all over again by this morning's predicament. “You got there at 11! Eleven! Two hours later!”

You both know full well what's lying in front of you, you know they’re a threat and want something, but you’re practically teasing them, acting like this is above you as you try to gather intel on what's around you.

“Yeah,” Satoru breathes out and nods slowly. “Well I’m your older brother and your clan leader, so I get an excuse.”

You glare at him and step forward. “So what?” You sass him. “I have daughters, I was dealing with my daughters, that’s an excuse, not whatever bs you just muttered.”

Satoru tilts his head and presses on that with slight concern. “Oh? Is everything okay?”

You sigh and nod. “It’s Nanako and Mimiko, they're fine. They’re just testing this rebel phase.”

Satoru scoffs in amusement. “Well, perhaps they get that from you, you ran away with—”

“Hey!” Volcano Head cuts in loudly. “I’ve had enough. Are you two going to continue yapping or face what’s in front of you? Because we can find some entertainment if you don’t care about us.” He chuckles and looks up.

You follow his line of gaze and take note of how many people are looking down at the scene, you see some of them point at you as they begin to recognize you, but rather than seeming star-struck, they seem confused and afraid. And you can’t blame them, for some people, there’s only three of you down here and some kind of barrier keeping them in, while others see the two curses and their terrifying complexion whilst knowing that something isn’t right.

Nevertheless, you look back at your brother, and even if you can’t see his eyes through his mask, you both share a taunting laugh over Volcano head’s comment. And that only works to piss him off.

“Well,” you rebuttal and point at him. “You guys called us over here, so the question is what do you want?”

Suddenly as if to answer your question branches cover the ceiling gap overhead to block an exit strategy that neither of you were going to take.

“You don’t need to do this,” Satoru says after a sigh. “We won’t run. I mean if we ran, you guys would kill every human here, right?”

Rather than answering, the curses and the guy stay quiet, making you share a confused look with Satoru considering this is why you’re down here in the first place, for them! And now they’re quiet.

“If you ran, huh?” Volcano Head speaks again, which is a real pity because you want to hear what the guy's voice sounds like.

Just out of curiosity.

“…the correct answer is…the correct answer is…” Volcano Head trails off and raises the wooden cane he was carrying to burn it to ash just as the gates over the tracks open and spill humans inside, causing your vision on the targets and your brother to obscure.

“Whether you run or not,” Volcano head finally finishes.

You stay where you are and ignore the chaos beginning to ensue around you as the people begin to get annoying and start to get in the way and continue to make commotion.

“Y/N!” Some civilian shouts before they throw themselves on you. “What’s going on?!”

They look at you as some savior, as a comfort in this chaos, but you can’t give them that with two special-grade curses and an unknown curse-user beginning their move against your brother and you. Thus, you rip their arm off your shoulder without looking at them and gently push them aside.

“Stick to the sides or get up, or you’ll die,” you say bluntly and meet Volcano Head’s threatening gaze as he glances at you and then back at your brother before he basks his hands with cursed energy.

You don’t bat an eye and watch him as begins to charge towards your brother whilst also lighting people in the way on fire. The white and tall curse follows after him, leaving you and the guy to face each other a lot closer.

“Blood Manipulation,” you hear the guy say in a deep and husky voice as he crouches down and crosses his arm over his chest. “Slicing Exorcism.”

A blood manipulation technique? So is he a Kamo? Only the Kamo clan inherits that technique. Unless this is some different variation of it?

But now that you’re looking at him closer he can pass as a Kamo. One you haven’t heard about or met before though.

Regardless, you know some weaknesses of a blood manipulator thanks to your family. Which is why, just as blood spills out from the mark across his nose and forms a red blood orb, you lift your chin and watch as one blood orb shoots out towards you in the shape of a sharp line, while the other shoots towards your brother. You proceed to wait for it to get close to you, and just before it can hit you, you hastily maneuver through the crowd and stand on a different side.

“Smart,” you throw at him and catch him by surprise.

The guy shifts around and takes a moment before he finds you hiding behind people. “I could say the same for you,” he snaps back.

You smile faintly, place your hand on your hip, and tilt your head slightly as your curiosity gets the best of you. “I haven’t heard about you in any of the reports, who are you?”

The guy puts his hands together and counters nonchalantly. “No one you need to know.”

“Aw shucks,” you quickly quip with a feigned smile. “You’re breakin’ my heart, honey,” you lull out, making his dark eyebrows furrow and the corner of his lips twitch. He then proceeds to mumble something and another blood orb appears.

Once again you wait and just before it can hit you, you move out of the way. This time though you use the air to boost you up so you can sit on top of the gates and look down at the guy. Plus from higher ground you can see Volcano Head and the other curse try to amplify their domain and neutralize your brother's technique. However, of course, it doesn’t work, and Satoru zips up with ease, causing both curses to crash with each other and send out a wave of dust and dirt that you manipulate to swerve past you.

“I’ll tell you my name if you tell me yours,” you direct at the guy, making him twist around on his feet to find you sitting ever so calmly on the gate above the tracks.

“Leave him alone,” Satoru cuts in, and when you look over at where his voice comes from you see him landing on one of the gates further down the line. “You’re annoying.”

You pout and roll your eyes away, noticing the guy narrow his eyes on your brother as if he were annoyed by what Satoru just told you.

“Makes sense,” Satoru addresses your rivals. “I suppose you would think of that after allying with curse users.”

You swing your leg over the other and rest your hands on the gate so you can sit back while you wait for a response.

However, instead of hearing something come out of their mouths, Volcano Head suddenly rams his hand through a random man’s chest. And normally you don’t care whether non-sorcerers live or die, but today it bothers you that they’re killing them because you don’t know what they’re after exactly. It’s getting on your nerves.

“I thought I told you not to run. Can you not understand unless I do this?” Volcano Head retorts and then burns the body to ash.

“Man,” Satoru mutters with a smirk playing on his face. “Honestly, I’m shocked.”

“What?” Volcano Head asks with a menacing grin that lets you see his black teeth. “Making excuses?”

“Not at all, baldy” your brother counters as he reaches for his blindfold to pull it off and show off how scary his eyes get when he’s pissed off. “I’m saying I’m shocked that you ever thought you could beat me if this is all you got.”

You begin to smirk and lean forward.

“Hey there, Weed.” Satoru points at the tall white curse. “This is the third time we’ve met, right?” He asks rhetorically. “And you still underestimate the hell out of me. I’ll kill you first.”

“Do that,” Volcano Head interjects and looks over at you. “And I’ll kill your sister in front of you.”

You scoff only because you're being dragged into this for no reason. This is the first time you’ve ever met them!

“I’d like to see you try,” Satoru says without sounding affected by the sudden threat to your life. “Anyway, come on,” he taunts the white curse before he hops down on the tracks to be at their level. “Bring it. What’s your problem? You’re the ones who said not to run, right?” He mutters and walks over to stand in between them.

And the moment he stops walking, Volcano Head and the white curse throw their fists at Satoru. However, just before they can hit his barrier, Satoru captures Volcano Head’s wrist and flips him over his back with one strong yank.

The white curse thought it was going to hit your brother, but it manages to swing its leg over Volcano Head’s face instead. And rather than letting Volcano Head’s wrist go, your brother straddles his arm.

Albeit, you don’t get to see the outcome because, from the corner of your eye, you see a blood-made arrow shooting toward you. You only barely miss it by jumping down to the tracks.

Even then, the arrow follows you and swings at your side, but before it can hit you, you manage to gather water from the sweat rolling off the people standing around, and the water specks in the air, and use that as a shield. And just as you predicted the blood arrow flops to the ground and pools around your feet.

“You know,” you jab at the stranger coming to view as people begin to clear a path towards him to try and avoid him. “I was not going to bother fighting you, but,” you scoff softly. “If you want to play. I’ll play along. Just a warning,” you say in a sweet and threatening voice as you slide a foot back. “I like to play a little rough.”

The guy glares at you and puts his hands together again. “Well then,” he utters in a low voice that suddenly sends chills down your spine. “I won’t hold back. For your sake, I hope you can keep up.”

You smirk and to avoid wasting too much energy you reach for your pocket to pull out a blade from the worm hidden in your pocket. This makes the guy blink with surprise, and you smirk before you begin to stride over to him.

“It’s okay,” you interject teasingly. “Don’t worry, you won’t hurt me.”

The guy huffs and rather than shooting another arrow at you, he pulls his hands away and fists one hand to grow two claws out from in between his knuckles before he also begins to stride over to you.

When you meet halfway you both swing at each other, but you end up clashing your blade against his blood claws.

“Do you always talk this much?” He sneers.

You avert your gaze and shake your head. “Only to the people I like.” You glance back at him to flash him a smile, and the gesture ends up making him falter for a second because he glances at your smile and swallows thickly.

You take advantage of this moment and fist your other hand to quickly use your air technique to punch his throat and knock all the air out of him before you make him fly back. Before he can hit the floor though, you travel your cursed energy down through the dirt and rip off a piece of the wall to hurl at him and throw him across the platform so he can land at the other train tracks where your brother went while you were dealing with this guy.

When you jump onto the platform and run over to the other side you���re impressed by the fact that the guy was quick to recover and was faster to attack your brother.

Albeit your brother obviously blocks his blood attack, and the following one made by Volcano head. However, the hit Volcano Head made was powerful because it makes the lights flicker off.

“Are you sure about this?” Your brother asks through the darkness.

The hue from the Curse’s cursed energy they use to try and attack your brother brightens up the tunnel, letting you see them, but not the guy you were previously fighting.

“The more you try to neutralize my technique with your domain amplification,” your brother explains. “The stronger I have to maintain my technique. I don’t think this asparagus has the energy left to withstand that, do you?”

Volcano Head begins to get pushed back by your brother's utter strength before he turns to begin shoving the white curse back. Not with hands, he doesn't even strain himself whatsoever, he just uses his technique to begin squishing the white curse against the wall so hard it begins to bleed out.

Yeah you know he's strong, you know what he can do, but it never fails to amaze you. You have to admire it for a second and let the awe pass before you try to go in search of the guy to at least knock him out and have him stop being in the way.

However, before you can walk off, Volcano Head suddenly zooms to you and plants his palm on your torso. “Satoru Gojo! Look over here!” He yells

Before you can blink or breathe, fire engulfs you from your torso up. The bright flames blind your vision and don’t let you catch a glimpse of Satoru’s finishing act.

Yet the flames are not painful, they don’t burn your skin or turn you or your belongings to ash. You’ve worked hard to make your fighting attire resistant to some degrees of fire, and your technique protects you from burning to a certain point, so the flames unraveling over your flesh are like kitten licks.

Volcano Head is so focused on his dying friend though, that he doesn’t see you putting your blade away to manipulate his own flames and have them crawl over your body and gather in your palms.

“Was that light show supposed to impress me?” You break your silence sassily.

Volcano Head straightens out and just as he turns his head to face you, Satoru exorcizes the white curse with a bright explosion of his technique that returns the pitch darkness for a second before all the lights finally flicker back on.

“How?” Volcano Head gasps as he sees you’re unscathed.

Your eyebrows knit together and you hum in confusion. “Hm? You mean you didn’t know?” You inquire. “You invited me here, aren't you supposed to know?” You tilt your head and look at him with a fake pitiful look.

“Next?” Satoru seethes as he looks back with a menacing glare.

“Tell me,” you taunt and hold Volcano Head’s gaze. “Should I let my brother handle you, or should you and I give it a shot? I like to play with fire too. Albeit,” you mutter and grab his wrist. “You’re not my type, so it won’t be much fun.”

Volcano Head’s eyes narrow and he begins to scowl so hard that steam begins to come out of his volcano head.

“LIAR!” He bellows and actually gets you confused for a moment.

“Huh?”

Volcano Head then proceeds to grow another fire orb on his palm, making you smirk and begin to consume those flames as you still hold his cold wrist.

“What,” he sneers and looks down at your hand and catches your flesh and veins glow as the fire he summons seeps into you. “What are you doing?!”

You narrow your gaze and he adds more fuel to his fire, but you keep stealing his flames. And this time the flames begin to wrap around your arm, making Volcano Head look at you with bewilderment.

“Impossible,” he mumbles.

You glare at him and snicker. “Oh, honey, you have no idea.” You begin to grow a fire orb on your other palm using his own flames and yours. You also mix in the air around you and the fire grows more wild.

Volcano Head tries to pull back, but fire begins to spill out of your fingertips and burns his flesh, leaving marks before smoke rises as his blood and his flesh begins to boil and melt, letting out his horrendous stench.

Albeit that doesn't stop Volcano Head from continuing to try and outmatch you, something you can’t allow to happen. So, you clench your jaw and flick your hand off his wrist to blast the fire orb out through his stomach.

And since he can control fire like you he’s more resistant to your technique and ends up flying back as your fire grows wild and untamed and blasts him back, missing all the non-sorcerers in the way by mere inches. But when Volcano Head catches his footing he manages to dig his heels in the ground and slides back. Yet you're not done, your fire suddenly roars out before it explodes and creates a gap through Volcano Head’s chest.

“Underestimate me again,” you sneer and storm over to him whilst you make both of your arms glow as the flames lick your flesh underneath your skin. “Please.”

Rather than standing his ground, Volcano Head runs away, hiding between the crowd and throwing random civilians at Satoru and you as he runs past to jump back on the platform.

“Handle the other one,” Satoru tells you as you both stalk after Volcano Head like a ravenous wolf pack hunting their prey—“I’ll handle this jackass,” he finishes in a threatening voice he only uses when he’s really pissed off.

“Understood,” you agree without protest because the truth is you do want to face the mystery man. You were promised a fight after all weren't you?

Which is why you jump back on the platform and maneuver through the crowd to try and find that mystery guy.

Volcano Head hurls people at you thinking they’d be an inconvenience, but you just swerve them and continue to stalk through the bodies with the fire racing through your veins dying out. He then shouts, but you don’t hear what he says because someone grabs your arm, causing you to look over with disgust and shock.

“What’s going on?” The non-sorcerers voice quivers.

You glance at their hand and grab their wrist as if it was toxic and drop their arm to back up. “Just…” you struggle to keep up appearances. “Hide.”

The non-sorcerer nods rapidly and stumbles back to try and shift around. However, before they can move away, you see a blood arrow shoot out of its head, causing you to snap your head to the side.

Alas, the edge of the blood arrow still skids inches away from the corner of your eye, cutting the side of your head like a sharp blade would. Yet you don’t let it affect you, it stings, but it doesn’t hurt terribly. You feel blood trickling out of your wound and his blood mixing with yours, but the wound itself doesn’t feel too deep. Now you know that he isn’t far away from you though, and thanks to the clear path left by the people he killed to reach you, you know exactly where he is.

Not only that but thankfully, the people around you try to avoid Satoru and you, so they leave more of an open field, but not a clear one. Albeit you don’t want a clear path, nor do you take it, you continue to hide between the bodies still polluting the platform to try and get to the mystery guy.

“An eight-car train is pulling in,” the announcements overhead startle you and make you freeze where you are. “Please wait behind the yellow line.”

Your eyes widen with disbelief and confusion, and you quickly search for your brother through the crowd. Luckily he’s as tall as an overgrown beanstock, so you find his unique blue eyes amongst the crowd.

“Satoru,” you mouth and hear the train sound its horn in the distance before you hear its screeching tires against the metal tracks.

Your brother points his eyes across from him, so you follow his line of gaze and catch the guy's buns sticking out between the bodies of people. Which means your brother wants you to keep going to him.

Perhaps somewhere less crowded though, right?

You look back at Satoru and see exactly that; he points his eyes up, telling you speechlessly that he wants you to move your fight away from this floor. Or as far as you can without hitting the veil.

Albeit just as you take one step towards the mystery guy you hear the train screech to a halt so you stop again and slowly peer back. And of course, what you see isn’t surprising considering what’s currently unfolding.

Happy fucking birthday to you! Of course, there’s curses overfilling the train.

Some of the non-sorcerers don’t realize what’s waiting for them though, not until it’s too late and the door opens and spills out all the horrifying curses like something out of a nightmare.

Like something out of your nightmare more like, you swear you’ve had nightmares like these when you were younger.

“Shit, shit,” your panicked gasps mix with the yelling and storming of the curses as they run out and chase after people. You proceed to pick up your pace and push people aside to reach this fucking guy. And luckily, thanks to everyone running away you come face to face again.

“I was promised a fight, yeah?” You raise your voice to be heard over the commotion. “So why don't we give each other another shot?” You taunt him because in order for you to give him all you got he needs to be more threatening. He looks intimidating, and his cursed technique and his fighting so far are impressive, but he can’t be above a first-grade sorcerer.

You can’t waste your precious energy on him, no matter how hard he fights, who knows what you might need it for after all. Because something tells you this is going to be a long night, so again happy fucking birthday!

“I thought you wouldn't care,” the guy rebuttals.

Your lips tug to a smirk and you manage to mess around with him. “So you’ve been thinking about me?” You touch your chest and bat your lashes. “I’m glad.” You actually smile.

The guy swallows thickly, and you see his chest rise once again.

Nevertheless, before you can walk to each other, people run past you, and your attention gets stolen by the branch ceiling from before, breaking and dropping a dozen more people on the platform.

And you usually have no remorse for non-sorcerers, but right now you feel a flicker of pity. Yet you can’t say you think too much about it because you quickly look back at the mystery guy and see him trying to make another attack. So just as he’s about to throw his blood out to cut through people and to try to hit Satoru and you, you quickly summon air to your palm and throw your arm out to lash the air at him.

Your technique slices his side as if cut by sharp razor blades and interrupts his actions before he can execute it, making him scowl and dart his gaze around the platform for the cause until he finds you.

You don’t shy away, nor do you try to hide right away, you shoot him a smirk before you lean over on one leg and then spin around to strut over to the stairs, hoping he’s tempted and pissed off enough to go after you.

You don’t look back to check though, not until you reach the stairs. And just as you hoped, you see him take the bait and follow after you. So, you flash him a flirty smile before you pick up your pace to reach the top of the stairs first and then run and hide in the shadows to make him come find you.

At first, you thought he wouldn’t follow and try to find you when he saw the platform empty, but you soon hear the heels of his boots hitting the ground.

That’s all you have, the sound of his footsteps. It’s not enough to catch him off guard, so you push yourself out to creep towards the sound of his footsteps. When you spot a glimpse of him your lips tug to a smirk, and you slow down to follow at his side without him noticing.

And rather than giving yourself away at that moment, you first interject quietly so it seems like you’re far away, but loud enough so he can hear. “You know I can tell that you’re a new guy with this…insidious group, so I’ll give you an offer.” You smack your lips and stop as he stops to try and locate you by your voice alone.

“I help people,” you continue with sincerity. “People like you. I have a community for sorcerers, I can help you. It’s not too late.”

The guy's eyebrows furrow deeper and you see his nose scrunch while his eyes falter in their search for you to glance at his hands as if debating.

That’s what you want, debate. Think deeply about it. Consider it.

Nevertheless, you know better, the guy quickly snaps his eyes up and turns his head in your direction. You quickly hide behind a screen advertisement and flow your cursed energy to the ground to shake the ground on the guy's other side.

“I can feel the ground tremble beneath my feet,” he says in that nonchalant voice. “It’s a matter of time.”

You smile as you manage to trick him, and when you peek out you see his back to you so you rip off a piece of the ground and hurl it at him.

However, he’s more prepared this time, his reflexes are fast and he quickly manages to throw his arm up to shield himself, managing to break the piece of dirt and cement with just the raw strength of his blood-covered arm. Which is super fascinating. It’s impressive.

“Answer me this,” he breaks his silence and slowly stretches his arms out to meet his palms together. “Where is Yuji Itadori? I will not rest until I kill him.”

So he’s after Itadori too, huh?

You might just have to kill him or immobilize him. At least until you find Yuji Itadori.

“Well then I hope you have high stamina,” you retort and begin to slowly stalk forward as he keeps his back facing you. “You’ll have to be waiting for a lifetime before I give that away.”

The guy huffs before suddenly his blood that you don’t even see slices through the space ahead of him, causing the ceiling to crumble, the wall to break, and the ground to crack and fill with debris. When he sees that you aren’t hiding ahead of him he slowly shifts on his feet, so you quickly charge at him. And just as he turns his head to look at you, you reach him and jump up on his shoulders.

And just before he can reach back, you swing around his shoulders to face him.

“Gotcha,” you whisper and secure your legs around his neck before you begin to elbow his head with hard thrusts.

“Tsk,” the guy groans and then slaps his hands on your waist and embeds his fingers so hard on your flesh that you know it’ll bruise.

You ignore the stinging though and keep slamming your elbows on his head hoping this will paralyze him.

However, you quickly find out that your hope is pointless, he's resilient, and he begins to stumble forward until he reaches a wall and slams you against it, making you falter and groan in pain.

The guy then backpedals and tries to repeat his actions, but you grab the buns on his head and yank his head to the side so hard his buns come undone and his brown hair cascades down to his shoulders, making you falter and blink repeatedly whilst you feel something hot beginning to brew in the pit of your stomach.

“I thought we said to give each other all we got,” he says through gritted teeth. “Do it or kill you.”

You hum softly, and can’t help but offer him a cocky smile before you slap your hands on the sides of his head and summon fire to your palms, causing the flesh and veins protected under your skin to glow. You then start to burn him with fire, making him seeth, and slither one hand to your throat before he slams you against the ground so hard that the air in your lungs is knocked out, making it hard to catch your breath and to react any other way.

Not only that but your back is throbbing now, it hurts like a fucking bitch, it feels like he broke the damn thing and not in a good way. That or you’re getting too old for all this shit.

Nevertheless, when you have some sense in your body, you scratch your nails across his face so hard it cuts his flesh and makes his grip on your throat falter, letting you pull your leg back to kick him back.

The guy doesn’t end up far, but he’s far enough that you can flip around and finally gasp for air.

Was it enough though? No, because he quickly strides over and grabs you by your ankles, and drags you back. And that action, that simple action, slams you with panic as an old fear rams through and triggers what you had suppressed a long time ago.

“No, no,” you mumble between pants as a memory from 12 years ago flashes in your head about that non-sorcerer that tried to gut you like a fish, and have you turn to curse.

“Don’t fucking touch me,” you sneer, but not at the guy really, you’re more talking to the man who only lives in your memories and nightmares now.

Regardless, footsteps approach you so you flip around rapidly and imbue your flesh with flames whilst you also wrap your arm with the air in the room. As the guy gets close you throw him a powerful right hook over his jaw so powerful that he goes flying back, and crashes against the wall so hard that his body creates a crater behind him.

You don’t think it’ll keep him down. It hurt him, but it didn’t kill him. Yet you’re still a bit frazzled so you push yourself to your knees and grab your chest as you take deep breaths for a moment.

Deep breath. Deep breath. You’re not there. It happened 12 years ago. He’s dead and can’t hurt you anymore. He’s dead, breathe. Breathe.

You swallow thickly and force yourself to get over it to get up and keep going as if nothing. And the moment you find the guy, you see him pushing himself off the wall with a dislocated jaw, blood running out of the corner of his mouth and his nose, while strands of his hair stick to his skin glistening with sweat. And you try not to, but your heart skips a beat.

“I’ve got to admit,” you interject and slowly lick your lips. “It’s been a while since someone’s kept me on my toes.” You scoff softly.

The guy holds your gaze and rolls his jaw back to place in such a cool way that you nervously swallow back.

“I’m impressed,” the guy says in a less threatening and nonchalant voice. He actually sounds sincere, so you take it to heart even as you break into a stride towards him.

The guy doesn’t falter and heads to you too. When you get close enough you throw the first punch, but he blocks you with his forearm and immediately rebuttals with his own swing.

Albeit you mirror his previous action and block him with your arm. And so you don’t lose traction you swing again, but he manages to block you again.

That should make you change your next move, but you keep it the same and he doesn’t change either so it ends up being a small cycle; you swing and he blocks, and then he swings and you block, almost as if you’re coordinated with each other. It’s not until you swing for his face that you trick him and swing your other fist to punch him in the gut.

The guy groans and stumbles back, so you go over to actually swing at his face, but he catches your fist with his hand and swiftly pulls you to him before he twists you around and wraps his arm around your throat, making you reach over to grab his arm as he squeezes his grip.

And in reality, the entire action sequence should bother you, but again you feel a warmth in your stomach while your heart skips a beat again.

“I have to say,” you mutter with a soft laugh. “You’ve got my heart skipping a beat.”

You feel the guy's chest rise as he draws in a deep breath after your comment. You feel his breath unfurl over the tip of your ear as he exhales, you feel his warmth as you grab onto his toned forearm, and barely manage to feel the rapid thumps of his heart beneath his chest as he presses you against him. He parts his lips, but he doesn’t say anything, you just hear his lips smack.

Now you should get out of his grip, it would be easy to do so, but you feel a bit mischievous so you take the long way out and first roll your head back to meet his gaze with a soft smirk.

The guy doesn’t falter and holds your gaze as you stand closer than ever before. He doesn’t attempt to move either, you look into each other's eyes and for some reason, just for a moment, it feels as if you finally found something you didn’t know you lost. You feel that satisfaction that you get after finding what was lost. It’s odd, but good at the same time.

What might he be thinking you wonder now too as your own mind runs with weird feelings. He’s not moving and he’s holding your gaze, so maybe you should move first. After all, you don’t have all day, you need to go back to Satoru, and then get out of these veils to check what’s going on before going to find Itadori.

Thus you ball your hand to a fist and slowly raise it to catch him off guard. However, you quickly freeze as you see the guy's eyes widen, and notice that his nonchalance turns to shock. He proceeds to gasp before he slowly slips his arm off your neck, letting you take advantage of this opportunity and slam your fist against his face.

The guy flies back with the power of your swing, but he quickly finds his footing and slides back on his feet.

Now you expect him to react and counter, but he just looks at you with his eyes widened and his lips slightly parted in shock, as if he just saw something unbelievable.

“Honey,” you say in a silky voice that makes him blink and causes his eyes to slowly soften which makes that sun in his eyes brighten. And it all only confuses you more, but you don’t question it, you continue. “I didn’t even hit you that hard.”

The guy's usually clenched fists fall, and his tense shoulders ease.

“Okay,” you whisper. “Uh, well, I’ll say this, no hard feelings for what’s about to happen. I need to go back to my brother and I have shit to do, so,” you sigh and rub your aching throat, whilst you fist your other hand and summon air to gather under your fist. “If you change your mind about my offer, call me or text me.”

You nod and see the guy part his lips but nothing comes out again, so you throw your fist out to blast the air at him.

The moment he gets smacked by the blast of air he knocks out before he slams against a wall.

Now you can finally leave.

Yet before that, you pull out a contact card from the worm hidden in your pocket and walk over to the unconscious guy to tuck it into his pants pocket. “Maybe we’ll see each other again,” you murmur to him as you study his pale and calm-looking face. “I—”

You cut yourself off as you’re suddenly hit with a realization about who he might be…a Cursed Womb—no the only Cursed Womb currently living, Satoru says Itadori killed the other two, so is this Choso? Or one of the other two after him, 2 or 3? You didn’t catch the other cursed wombs' names so you can’t name them, you’re sorry for that. You only know the first one, Choso. So is this him?

If it is, he turned out to be…a very beautiful man; very muscular, with nice hair, and pretty eyes. Still, albeit, you can’t say it would change anything as long as he keeps wanting to kill Yuji Itadori. So you'll leave him be and hope he changes his mind soon or else you’ll have to kill him.

As for now though, back to Satoru.

The station hasn’t exploded so he hasn’t needed to go to extreme measures. You can't hear any loud commotion either no matter how close you get…which is actually concerning, it’s a bit too quiet for your liking.

But maybe it's quiet because he’s handled the situation? He said he almost killed Volcano Head before so it shouldn’t have been so hard. Patch face was there though, he’s tougher.

But Satoru probably has it under control. Hopefully. You don’t want to deal with that thing, he sounds creepy and annoying…

Alas, when you slowly start climbing down the stairs you begin to see people not moving from where they stand. You can hear chatter from a voice that sounds oddly familiar but it’s not Satoru’s.

When you get further down you notice that people are in fact frozen with their eyes mindlessly looking at the ceiling, and drool trickling down their chins.

There’s many reasons why this could be happening, but there’s only one actual hard possibility, and that is that this happened because of Satoru’s domain. The curses are all gone too, so it was probably because of his domain.

Oh, well.

You climb down to the last couple flight of stairs and search for any sign of your brother. And luckily you catch a glimpse of him right away, along with…

No…

It can’t be…He’s dead. You heard Satoru impale that knife through his chest. You heard him take his last breath. This can’t be him….

But your eyes nor your mind can deceive you from recognizing that dark, long, and soft hair you’d brush and run your fingers through. And Satori inherited that same beautiful hair, you can’t ever forget that. And that Gojogesa? He’d wear that almost every day to pass as a Buddhist. You’d recognize that gold-colored kasaya garment anywhere. You still have that stupid thing, you cling onto it like a security blanket when you miss him or when you feel lonely.

But it’s that voice. This person talking is not Suguru Geto. It can’t be Suguru Geto. It can’t be your husband and the father of your daughters. You’ve grieved him for the past year, you stopped crying for him every night only a couple of weeks back. And even though it’s hard to admit… you’ve moved on because you had to. Sure sometimes—a lot of the times you reminisce about your past with him, but he was in your life for 12 years. 12 years! How can you not?

It’s why you know something is wrong now as you hear him speak, and especially as you see your brother trapped by some flesh-made restraints in front of him. Because after all, no matter what, they loved each other. Do you think they’d hurt each other? Yes, but only for a good reason. So this?

What reason is this? Suguru wanted to rid the world of non-sorcerers. Okkotsu is with Miguel in Africa, and there’s nothing here he’d want, not even Sukuna. So having Satoru restrained and on his knees is for what exactly?

Plus…Suguru would’ve come back home. If not for you, for Satori and the twins, right? If not for you, for them, right?

Oh god….

Your head hurts, and your heart aches all over again. This can’t be him….no, no, no, no!

It’s getting hard to breathe again…you can’t breathe.

You grab onto your chest and take deep breaths. You continue to look at…Suguru, or whoever this is you see, but it makes breathing harder, so you take a moment and find yourself looking at your brother.

Satoru quickly finds your eyes past the crowd of limp corpses, whilst Suguru yaps away with Patchface standing next to him, and Satoru very lightly shakes his head with a hardened and serious look in his bright blue eyes.

There’s only one thing he can mean by that, but how can you leave him like that? Him! He’s strong, the strongest there is so to succumb to whatever has him restrained must be tough, so he needs you. He needs you and you need him. Now more than ever because you feel that fear you’d feel when you were little, it’s back again as you see the man standing before him, that man who looks like Suguru Geto but doesn’t talk just as softly as he did.

You need your brother, so you ignore him as he shakes his head again, and quietly climb down the stairs. When your feet hit the floor you don’t hesitate to push past the limp bodies in the way. Yet when you get past them and stand behind Suguru, you freeze slightly and begin to feel relief beside your disbelief. You feel joy slowly start creeping in.

Your heart and your mind flash warnings to not let yourself feel any kind of warm feelings, but you can’t help it. You love him.

“Suguru?” You whisper softly.

Patch face peers back first, and the man before you straightens up and hesitates a little before he slowly turns and faces you with a wide, close-mouthed smile that makes his eyes tiny. A smile that he’d never give you in a moment like this, not after being apart for so long.

“My love,” he greets sweetly, and that’s when that blinding bliss you were just feeling comes crumbling down because he’s never called you that. Never in your 11 years of dating did he ever call you that. Not even after you got married, or after you had Satori.

So who is this man disguising himself as Suguru Geto?

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A/N- Kenjaku really thought he’d fool the Gojo’s.

Tagged- @deniseabad1928 @secondary-character-25 @starlightanyaaa @notsaelty @d4rno @moonnime @kodzukein @yozora7154

[cyllres]

Control | JJK x Makima! Reader Alternate Universe 

“𝔄𝔫𝔶 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔠𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔢𝔵𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢? ℑ'𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔶 𝔦𝔱 𝔞𝔩𝔩. 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔩𝔦𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡, 𝔤𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔦𝔪𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲. 𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔞 𝔴𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔉𝔲𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔤𝔲𝔯𝔬, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔨𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔥𝔦𝔪 𝔱𝔬𝔬. 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔪𝔲𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔟𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔣𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔡. 𝔖𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔫𝔬 𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔦𝔰𝔥 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞 𝔫𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔩 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢, 𝔡𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶?”

01

[yanderenightmare]

TW: nsfw, implied noncon/dubcon, abuse of power, misogyny, age difference, humiliation, degradation

fem reader

Thinking about the old-fashioned boss in his mid-fifties and the tight new intern.

It started out small, backrubs and head massages—he made you one of his personal assistants on day one. You thought he was just eccentric—you didn’t think the entire office was a complete madhouse. But here you are, only a week later. Dressed in nothing but black heels and a bowtie, sucking his fat cock as he enjoyed the view of the city with a neat glass of scotch between his fingers. His other large hand, heavy with big clunky rings and a massive watch, stays on your head even as his other employees come in to discuss contracts and signatures.

He doesn’t give you the benefit of pretending you aren’t there, speaking freely about you in the most degrading fashion. “She’s a keeper, this one—submissive throat that knows to shut up when the men are talking. A perfect addition to the female staff.”

In board meetings, you’re on his lap with a ballgag. He squeezes your tit and pinches your nipple like it’s a stress ball—cock deep inside your tight cunt, keeping warm and wet. All the other members each bring their own pets—some even walk them in on all fours, using their silk ties as a leash. Sometimes, they switch with each other, but your boss sticks with you. And when they’re all gone, he sprawls you on the glass table and fucks you into a sweaty mess on top of all the important documents.

♡ BNHA – Bakugou, Kirishima, Enji, Aizawa, AFO �� JJK – Sukuna, Nanami, Toji, Kenjaku, Higuruma ♡ AOT – Levi, Erwin, Zeke

♡ FEM x M INSERT masterlist ♡ GN x M INSERT masterlist

[selfishdoll]

࣪ ִֶ　𝜗𝜚　‧ MANI’S GRIMM RETELLINGS !

ㅤ 𐔌᭥ᩙ༉ㅤ through an era of frog princes & poisoned apples, witness the many stories starring reader and jjk men that take twists that range between innocent and quite deadly. each retelling is based off the grimm brother’s fairy tales (except greymist fair which is based off of francesca zappia) & will share elements.

AUTHOR’S NOTE. these fics are in celebration of 1k followers! thank you very much for the support & while it it a little overwhelming i’m extremely happy you all enjoy my works and much more. i’ve been wanting to do this for a while & decided now was the perfect time. with that being said if there is a character & fairy tale you’d like to request— please let me know! i would love to write for you.

WARNINGS BEFORE ENTERING THE FAIRY TAIL(s). while i am not one that typically writes dark content, i believe only one will have it (it’ll be obvious who). & when i say dark content i do not mean incest or stepest or rape. i mean killing, gaslighting, etc. such warnings will be properly tagged both here and on the actual fic. thank you. and these fics will have smut so please be wary.

✦ᣞ ⊹ ݁ GREYMIST FAIR ✶ ˖ ࣪

STARRING: RYOMEN SUKUNA

WARNING(S): strangers to lover(s) | reader is quite fearless & a little stupid | true form sukuna | double penetration | stomach riding | oral sex (f. recieving) | sukuna is amused by reader fr fr | rough sex | manhandling | minimal amounts of praise & degradation | overstimulation | spanking | cum denial | dacryphilia | etc

greymist fair was a simple village, known for the dangerous woods seated at the edge of the town. no one dared to enter in fear of what resided in them. yet the ever-curious and humble tailor known as [name] didn’t know the meaning of fear. she always teetered on the line of the forest, struggling not to enter. the older villagers would dissuade her, even shouting at her at times when she got far too close.

she was so tempted.. so.. desperate to see what was inside the forest. something was holding her back.

well that something dissipated the moment a body was found infront of the tree-line, causing the ever so curious, ever so nosy [name] to enter.

✦ᣞ ⊹ ݁ BLUEBEARD ✶ ˖ ࣪

STARRING: KENJAKU

WARNING(S): slightly dark themes | gaslighting | fear | horror | mentions of death & murder | porn with plot | kenjaku is a sweet husband.. on the surface | he’s possessive | praise | rough sex | manhandling | major & minor character death | etc.

being married off to the widowed kenjaku was supposed to be simple. he was a caring man, sweet and attentive to your needs— always listening, always there for you. you believed all was perfect, you were settled for life; surely.

things, however, take a dark turn when you noticed a foul odor from the basement within your lovely home. you ask kenjaku about it countlessly times yet he assures you it is nothing.

and well, your adoring, loving husband had no reason to lie— right?

✦ᣞ ⊹ ݁ ROBIN HOOD ✶ ˖ ࣪

STARRING: NANAMI KENTO

WARNING(S): enemies to enemies with benefits(?) | buzzed sex | rough sex | nanami taking his frustration out in reader and she is 100% okay with it | praise & degradation | pet names (minx, brat, etc) | hair-pulling | cervix fucking | dumbification | dacryphilia | semi-public sex | etc.

constantly chasing a person was exhausting, wasn’t it? being right on their heels only to fail to capture them for the millionth time. that’s how nanami kento felt when it came to you, his town’s own little robin hood. he knew your identity, your cause, everything and yet— he never succeeded in capturing you. the frustration was clear with each step he took, with each visit to the tavern nestled in the corner of the town.

today was like any other, nanami failing to stop the weekly heist you conducted. he was tired, annoyed, and ready to drown his concerns in alcohol.

until he sees you, in his favorite spot.

✦ᣞ ⊹ ݁ RAPUNZEL ✶ ˖ ࣪

STARRING: TAKUMA INO

WARNING(S): strangers to friends to lovers | unrealistic hair length | reader’s hair is kinky & in braids to make it easier for me | porn w/minimal amounts of plot | slight breeding kink | pet names [beautiful, princess, etc] | praise | pussy drunk! ino | oral sex (f. recieving) | mf rambles so much | etc.

a sheltered young woman by the name of [name] resided inside a tower, kept in a hidden place within the vast forest. for years she longed for a visit besides her mother that only ever returned to brush and braid the beautiful locks that protruded from her head. she would spend days at the window, singing pleasantly in hopes of something, someone to hear. & her prayers are answered, one day.

✦ᣞ ⊹ ݁ CINDERELLA ✶ ˖ ࣪

STARRING: GOJO SATORU

WARNING(S): familial abuse | reader is treated as a maid | discrimination | fat shaming (from stepmother & step siblings) | ooc gojo | love at first sight | gojo is a prince | magic & what not | porn with plot(?) | praise | reader is chubby & curvy | pet names (beautiful, princess, sweetheart, mine, etc) | pussy drunk! gojo | he loves eye contact & talking | slight whiney gojo | etc.

your life was hell the moment your father was buried. you went from a loving family to a grueling partnership; forced to work to the bone to appease your step-mother and step-sisters. you hated it, hated them, and hated the life you were destined for. you wished for a night away from it all, to be a normal girl for once. of course, you would never get such a thing.

you weren’t even invited to the ball.

however, all hope isn’t as lost as you think the moment a woman sprouting wings appears infront of you and declares she will make sure you make it to that ball.

MORE CHARACTERS TO BE ADDED

[sugusatosluut]

Look, don’t touch

Choso Kamo x Fem!reader

MDNI✨

Includes: Smut, grumpy choso, rough sex, clingy and jealous choso ;)

Also hi! :) hope everyone is starting the new year off fantastic! I’m here and ready to be mutuals with other creators on here. A comment on who to write about + a prompt would be nice :) my ask is open as well! Much love,

Fran <3

Your time spent being Kenjaku’s favorite pupil was exhausting. You sometimes spent time with the other pawns that Kenjaku lured with the promise of something different that each of them had valued, even yourself. Your favorite though, was Choso Kamo. Even though he was definitely a loner, he would sometimes share things with you, like food or techniques. He’d back you up on missions, volunteer to ‘protect you’ during reconnaissance and both of those ended up with him pushing your face into the sheets of a hotel room that you had frequented when you didn’t feel like traveling back to the hideout. This one mission in particular, Kenjaku opted to tag along as well.

“My sweetest pupil, one of my most prized possessions. You’ve nearly mastered this technique, is this the result of choso helping you during your spare time?” He asked.

“Yes Master Kenjaku.” You bowed your head.

Choso looked over as Kenjaku picked your head up with two fingers and got awfully close to your face. His lips were mere centimeters from your own, and he used the body of Suguru Geto to give you a warm smile. He liked the feeling of Choso’s eyes watching every twinge of movement between you and other individuals, it’s almost like he wanted to see how far he could push choso until he made him snap and show his true colors.. he liked that they were similar, but kenjaku’s fantasy was set aside to tend to his other pupils. Before he removed his fingers from your chin, Kenjaku looked you up and down, before smirking and leaving.

After he left, choso let out a deep sigh he had been holding. God it really got to him that Kenjaku really knew how to get under his skin, he knew somewhat about Choso’s ‘crush’ on you, but not what you two did on or after missions. Choso quietly made his way over to you after Kenjaku left.

“I don’t like the way he looks at you.” He pouted from across the room.

“I can’t help that. I have to please Kenjaku.. but it doesn’t top wanting to please you, choso.” You smirked picking your head up to look at choso, who was clearly hot and bothered by both your words and your interaction with Kenjaku.

He huffed. It was something so simple and he already knew you weren’t into your ‘master’ but he wanted to hear it straight from your mouth.

Choso got up and quit his pouting. His face was serious and his demeanor was filled with tension.

“Get up.”

“Hm? Cho-“

“Get up.”

Choso grabbed your hand and pulled you into kenjaku’s resting place.. or office, whatever he called it, roughly pinning you between him and the door. His breath hot on your neck. All those taunting moments finally got to him, so he was going to take it further. He planted sloppy, wet kisses all over your neck and lips, sucking on your lips and shoving his hands up your top. You had no time to react, pure ecstasy shot through your body. Choso could do whatever he wanted to you and that was just the fact of the matter.

Suddenly he wrapped your hair into a ponytail around his palm, your whole body moving wherever he pulled you to go. He stopped you right in front of Kenjaku’s desk, aggressively pulling your skirt up. He rubbed circles on your puffy clit, his fingers feeling how wet you were just from kissing you.

“Choso-“ you panted.

“No- not until you tell me I’m your only master.” He grunted as he pulled your underwear to the side. He slid his cock up and down your folds, his tip throbbing at just the feeling of making contact with your precious cunt. He was grunting with anticipation, the reality of how rough he was being set in, but he couldn’t stop now. Is this what Kenjaku wanted? No- is this what you wanted? You wanted him to be rough with you and mark his territory, to fuck you in your master’s office, to see how only choso could make you weep, squirt and moan, how he could be the only man to destroy you and please you all at once. He wanted you to know that there was nobody else your cunt would willingly accept in all it’s tightness.

“Please, Cho- put it in, god! I- need you so bad.” You moaned gripping the desk. Choso had your ponytail in one hand and grabbed onto your waist with the other. He placed his body behind yours, embracing you, squeezing your hips and massaging them as he whispered in your ear.

“Tell me who your master is and I might just let you cum, pretty.” Choso’s words made your body shiver. He gave no warning before plunging his cock into your hole.

“G-gah!” You let out.

Choso was relentless. His behavior was far off than what you’ve seen prior to his odd jealousy. Choso never got jealous of anything as far as you knew.. but you were also oblivious of a lot of things. Your moans filled the air as choso waited for you to say what he needed to hear.

“Say it-mmm- say it or you’re not going to cum Princess.” I grunted as lewd sounds filled the air in Kenjaku’s space. You couldn’t take it anymore as your walls clenched around him, your throat letting out groans and moans before being able to speak through choso’s rough thrusts into you from behind.

“Y-you’re my one and only master choso, only you can have me!” You whined as you clenched harder around him. The enthusiasm and build up in your stomach was nearly edging you until choso said it..

“You can cum Princess, I’m right here- god you’re so tight I’m gonna - fuck! tch…” he panted before both of you came simultaneously. Choso kissed a line up your spine and pulled himself out slowly. He watched for a second as your hole dripped the mixture of the two of you out slowly. He turned you back around to himself and caressed your face. He wasn’t ever this affectionate. You figured maybe choso only wanted to hookup, but this only proved to you that Choso Kamo was a jealous man.

“Cho, were you jealous?” You smirked at him.

He sighed.

“A- a little yeah.. I think I would like to take you on a proper date to ask you out. When you have time though. Don’t want to piss off that old bastard.” Choso rolled his eyes.

“I’d love that choso.” You smiled.

[lilacxquartz]

💜 welcome to lilacs’s kinktober 💜

everything is x reader and is multi fandom, some are gender neutral—this year we have 19 whole prompts & they here they are, ranging from tame to pretty out there. note: some of these will include dub or noncon, but this will be warned in the post.

week 1:

1st: free use — satoru gojo, suguru geto

2nd: medical exam — nurse kenjaku

3rd: power imbalance — levi ackerman

4th: dreams — bill cipher

6th: mushrooms — sovereign spaw

week 2:

8th: foursome — multiple mahito

9th: mirrors — lae’zel

10th: lactation — fem!sukuna

11th: brain riding — kenjaku’s brain

13th: double penetration — true form sukuna

week 3:

15th: shower — shoko ieiri

17th: breeding kink — choso kamo

18th: monsters — my oc/demon incubus

20th: pegging — makima

week 4:

22nd: period sex — toji fushiguro

24th: humiliation — naoya zenin

27th: trapped — pyramid head

29th: voyeurism — L

31st: roots/vines — hanami

fully completed! you can find the links on ao3 as well — ao3 series link

[elysianightsss]

Limerence | Eight

C H A P T E R E I G H T

limerence / lim-ê-rêns / (noun)

“Obsessive romantic attraction towards another person”

Summary: In which the owners of Jujutsu Incorporated, the Ôgami brothers, are suddenly interested in you.

Pairing: Alpha!Sukuna x reader, Alpha!Itadori x reader, Alpha!Gojo x reader, Alpha!Geto x reader, Alpha!Nanami x reader, Alpha!Kenjaku x reader

Status: Ongoing.

Genre: werewolf au, soulmate, polyamory relationship, angst, fluff, omegaverse, a/b/o dynamics.

Warnings: smut, violence, mentions of knotting, heats, ruts, insecurities, some descriptions of reader’s body, mention of possible ED, omegaspace, domdrop, swearing, blood, depression, suicidal thoughts, possessiveness, obsessive thoughts, Alpha tendencies.

Chapter Warnings: smut ahead, reader goes into sporadic heat, Kento being the top alpha, knotting, alpha/omega dynamics, feral omega, mentions of bruises, mentions of anxiety.

Masterlist | Chapter Seven | Chapter Nine

Taglist: @better-imagination-9 @tiredjuniper @jjkz @honeybeeboobaa @cherryblossomdelusion @dependsonthedream @alluresenses @qardasngan @imcamboaf @ondragonhonour @misscaller06 @itsberrydreemurstuff @queen-luna-007 @elleflying07 @xxemmarldxx @thepeachesclub @heartless-tate @victoria1676 @dremerys @openup-yourmind @topmeyelena @your-favourite-god @neptunieesworld @canary58143 @lucilles-witchery @thoughtfulbananaduckcroissant

Taglist is open.

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It burned. Like pure lava running through your veins, like poison was consuming you with every breath you took. You felt heavy, no matter how much you wanted to writhe and wriggle in pain you physically couldn’t move your limbs.

Weighed down under the pressure. Pressure of anxiety, pressure of the pain, pressure of your dormant omega pushing you to mate. Pushing you to let her take over. You fight her hard, not wanting to give in while you cry on Kenjaku’s bed.

But all too soon it becomes too much, and the soothingly soft voice whispering to let go is the only comfort you have right now. Your alphas. Yes, your alphas were all standing around watching you. Doing nothing. Nothing.

Let go, it will feel so good. The voice echos in your mind. Your voice, but sultry and sickly sweet. Your eyes flutter shut as you feel yourself slipping away into the back of your mind, a hungry feral omega slipping into place.

Kento had only ever read about it, never seen it in person. His eyes widened as yours began to glow golden, hands grabbing and pulling at the clothes on your body. Claws beginning to grow and tear at the soft cotton that Kenjaku had only dressed you in less than five minutes ago.

Speaking of, his willpower was hedging with every moment that slowly passed by. The way his half mast cerulean eyes raked over you, a prize to be earned. The smell of you was intoxicating, your scent wrapped in a heady heat, the sweetest decadence.

“How sad,” you cooed, your voice different. Deeper and sultry, a wickedly sweet voice rising in your throat, you didn’t even know you could sound like this, “My big strong Alphas not even touching their omega.”

A smirk plastered on your face when you hear the gut wrenching growls that erupted in room. The air around you freezing compared to the gut wrenching fever burning you from the inside out.

You’re consumed by their scent, it’s almost enough to stop the inferno rising in your throat. It’s currently sating the thin layer of hot sweat that’s trying to take place on your body.

“Pathetic.” Your upper lip curls with a snarl of your own, a certifiable giggle pushing itself out. You’re too deep to care if you look crazy, your mind swirling with all the possibilities of what your alphas could do to you. They curl around you making you feel all fuzzy.

“Okay we need to decide who stays with her. The rest of us are gonna have to leave.” Sukuna spoke up, saying the obvious.

“Leave the room?” Yuji asks with malcontent clear in his longing tone.

“Leave the house. She’s not in a state to handle all of us. Her omega has taken over and if we all tried to mate with her right now she could distress. So it’s gotta be one of us.” Sukuna spoke fast and efficiently. He wanted to be the one to stay, they all did.

“Rock paper scissors?” Suguru asked, and honestly the rest of the pack couldn’t tell if he was joking or not.

“No. I’m pack alpha. It needs to be me.” The five brothers all nodded, agreeing but disappointed nonetheless. Each of the brothers slowly left the room, Kento listened for the front door and not long after it slammed shut.

His eyes were honed in on you, god you were such a pretty thing. Makes him almost surprised his brother left so easily but they couldn’t argue with their pack alpha even if they tried.

Sweat trickles down your forehead, strands of hair sticking to your hot skin. For a fleeting second you falter at the images flashing behind your eyes, a twist of lime and ginger injected into your scent that has the Alpha outside your nest inhaling deeply, his own eyes glowing golden as his wolf claws its way to the surface.

He pushed his wolf away hoping to hold onto the last few threads of control, you hadn’t met his Alpha yet and right now is a very bad time for the meet and greet to take place.

“You just gonna stand there.” You huff, an almost drunk feeling pumps through your viens, it has you whimpering, deliriousness intent on consuming you.

“Omega.” You find your resolve weakening at the cavernous growl from the now agitated werewolf hovering over you. The confidence filled chuckle is harsh and belittling as his Alpha presents. His eyes glowing so bright you thought they might blind you.

Then you’re against his body in a tight hold that made it very clear, you weren’t going anywhere. Kento’s nose wrinkles when it presses against your scent gland, the smell he caught a glimpse of earlier was back and strong this time. Lime and ginger, a hint of vanilla in there too.

Heat claws it’s way up your body, from your toes to your legs to your torso until your eyes glaze over and all you want is him. All you need is his cock inside your spasming walls until you’re so high on bliss it’s impossible to talk back.

Your Alpha’s darkening gaze watches the change in you as he towers over your very needy form. His mind reeling with thoughts of you taking every thick inch of him until the pleasure wracking through your body is so intense you can’t even form a coherent thought.

“Oh I’m gonna take care of you pretty omega.” Kento grins, pulled off every stitch that covered him.

“Alpha.” It was breathless and god it tempted him in a way you could never imagine, coming up with a thousand different ways to ruin you. Kento more beast than man, ripped each item of clothing off of you feeling jealous that they were touching you and he wasn’t.

His chest puffed out in pride as his eyes slid across over your figure, pupils zeroing in on the shudder in your breath. He manhandled you so easily into the position he wanted you in. Your face pressed against the soft sheets of the bed as your ass was raised in the air.

A low and soft, oh falling from his lips. One could mistake it for a groan and you whimpered feeling it. Because fuck did you feel it, the werewolf now on his knees behind you watching your slick trickle down your thigh quick to lick it up not letting any go to waste.

It’s as if that one drop transformed him to a starving man who had a three course meal laid out in front of him and oh fuck yes,your eyes rolled back, sinful moans echoing in the room.

He moved his tongue like he was possessed, licking into your clenching hole as if he was digging for something before closing his lips around your clit and sucking it so hard you swear it will be bruised tomorrow. His harsh and continuous actions on your cunt had your fists clenched around the sheets, your back arching as you started a slow grind on his tongue.

“Your scent, fuck, you’re so intoxicating. I can never get enough.” He hums into your weeping entrance, but you’re so focused on the feeling of euphoria coursing through your veins you don’t hear him, all your senses being taken over and before you know it you’re on your back, darkening brown piercing your soul the longer he stared into your eyes.

A dark possessiveness shadows his face, something you’d never seen before on anyone. It frightens you, sours your scent just a little but your body doesn’t care. Your cunt producing more slick, pushing out the pheromones that made Kento’s knot start to swell.

You jut your hips out, bucking them with desperation. Kento’s blonde hair falls forward, his tanned skin covered in a thin layer of sweat. With one roll of his hips he’s inside you and not giving you a second to comprehend it. No he’s already pulling back and slamming into you over and over again watching as you arch your body into his.

His large hand slides up over your throat to your mouth, two thick fingers slipping inside letting you moan and whine around them, saliva dribbling down your cheeks. Neither of you care so engrossed in the feeling of being fucked so thoroughly.

“I’m gunna cum in this pretty pussy so many times there’s no way you won’t be round with my pups by the end of the week.”

The words blur together with others like full, knot and perfection. He mumbles them and you try your hardest to reply only coming out with incoherent noises.

“I know sweetheart, it’s too much isn’t it? Is my thick cock too much for such a tight pussy, omega?” He doesn’t expect an answer he knows you’re gone, knows by the look he saw in your eyes before they rolled back into your skull just as your arms gave out.

Kento’s knot swells tighter and tighter with each thrust, he’s heaving as he bucks against you. You’re not any better, body exhausted, slick completely covering the lower part of your body while you dribbled around your Alpha’s fingers. The same fingers he slides down your body, rubbing circles over your clit tighter and tighter like a coil tightening.

Until it snaps.

And it did snap. Your body convulsed with rivets of pleasure washing over you wave after wave. It was unlike anything you’d ever experienced, your omega purring with satisfaction. She begins to slip back into the corner of your mind bringing you forward just as Kento moans into the cold air, his knot locking into place as he cums.

Ropes of it, hot and sticky. Filling you up as your body collapses completely onto the bed. “It’s okay sweetheart. The first parts over.” Kento coos wiping the sweat away from his forehead before he lays down, gently adjusting you until you’re both laid side by side. Him behind you, him inside you.

His large hands petting over every part of you, watching as you twitch and gasp at the sensations of his cum pouring into you more and more each second. “You did so good for me omega,” Kento’s lips pressed into your hair, whispering more praises there.

You whimper starting to feel uncomfortably full, “You’re okay sweetheart, sleep now. It won’t be long until the pain starts again, you need as much rest as you can get.” He tells you though you’re too delirious to comprehend each word. “When my knot goes down I’ll grab some snacks and fluids. Don’t worry about a thing omega, Alpha is gonna take care of you.”

And he does. Over the two days your heat lasts Kento does an amazing job of taking care of you. He knots you when you need it even when it started to get sore towards the end. He fed you and made sure you were drinking as much as he could make you.

After everything was over, after the blazing heat had gone you were in pain in a way you’d never known. Everything hurt. Your limbs felt like they had been battered, your head felt heavy and pulsed every time you blinked and your vagina was so bruised you told Kento you’d bite his hand off when he tried to run the wash cloth over in in the bath.

The bath, this was your third one now and you still weren’t feeling any better. It’d been four days since you’d last seen the rest of the pack. You wonder when they will come back but you don’t ask Kento, too afraid he might say never.

“No better?” Kento asks and you hate to squish the hope that is present in his voice but you don’t want to lie. You shake your head no. “Maybe we should call in a doctor. Omegas are supposed to start recovering the moment the heat is over. It’s been two days since then and you’re not feeling any better and I’m not seeing any improvements on your bruising either.”

“No!” You panic gripping onto his arm tightly from where you were sat in the warm bath. Kento frowns in concern coming closing to the edge of the bath, his full attention on you as you speak. “No doctors. I’m not comfortable since J-Jade.” You internally curse that you stutter her name but it wouldn’t have mattered, Kento can see the fear shining in your eyes.

He sighs but nods. The alpha helps you get out of the bath and get dried as he thinks of a solution to the problem. Carrying you over to what Kento keeps calling your bed, he places you down and pulls the covers over your tired body. “What if I call the boys back. Is that okay sweetheart?” He asks as if this isn’t his house. As if it’s yours, as if you pay the bills and your name is on the mortgage.

“Omega?” He questions seeing you started to pick at your nails, anxiety seeping in. Before it happens he stops it, distracts you. “Are you feeling up for that?”

You simply nod because what are you supposed to say? Admit that you have been missing them monumentally and want nothing more than for all your Alphas to be together with you. The pack as one.

“Okay sweetheart, I’ll give them a call while I heat up some soup for you. Try and get some sleep while I do yeah?” He kisses your forehead, brown eyes so full of love it would send you spiralling into a panic attack but you’re too tired for that. You let your eyes slip close as he turns on the rose gold fairy lights above your bed, turning the main light off he leaves the door open and heads downstairs to call the boys.

Maybe when they return you’re start to heal. Only one way to find out.

[rekino2114]

Yello! Would you do a female sukuna x male reader, where the reader is her reincarnated lover.

Fem. Sukuna with a reincarnated reader

A/n:everyone calls him by his last name anyway so I don't see the need to change his first one (plus I have no idea what I'd change ryomen to) also I'll make yuji a girl in this too cause it would be....uncomfortable to think otherwise. Credit to mochiii on pinterest for the art

Not many people know that during the heian era,sukuna, the queen of curses and the strongest sorcerer in history actually had a husband,someone who was impressively close to her level of strength and that she considered the person worthy of standing beside her as the peak of jujutsu and of her love.

You two lived happily for years, and after meeting kenjaku you decided to split your souls into cursed objects to live forever and be reincarnated together in another era.

While you reincarnated without problems, taking over your vessel easily, apparently, your wife had found the perfect vessel to contain her (thanks kenny) and couldn't completely take over the girl's body only being able to switch briefly.

You were amused that a random non sorcerer girl could give the sukuna that much trouble but you immediately teamed up with your servant uraume to try and help "revive" your lover.

You are quite sad that you only get to see her very rarely. You look forward to the day you can be fully reunited with your love, preferably while surrounded by the bodies of your enemies.

"Uraume, y/n!"

"It's been a while. That was a wonderful fight dear, I see you're still as strong as ever"

"Please, we both know I can do way better. This brat is holding me back If I was at my full strength not even that cursed spirit's ashes would be left"

"I certainly don't doubt that, speaking of your situation our loyal servant here has prepared the ritual to bind you to your vessel, are you ready?"

"Unfortunately, there is something really important I have to do at the moment, my beloved, but don't worry once I take care of everything and slaughter every one of these weaklings we will be together just like old times"

You two share a kiss before sukuna goes to fight mahoraga.

[damn-stark]

Sugar relationship wheel

(I found this layout on tik tok, credits are in the pics)

[bbkissme99]

JJK recs nsfw just filth

૮(ˊ ᵔ ˋ)ა ₊˚✧JUJUTSU KAISEN LINKS !! twitter links | jjk

𝗗 𝗜 𝗟 𝗙 𝗧 𝗢 𝗕 𝗘 𝗥 [m.list] +18MDNI Masterlist multiple

Poly

NSFW is italicized, dark content is purple

❝ 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐘 𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀 ! ❞

Masterlist: Poly +Threesomes

BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE

✨ the valentines playlist✨

pinnedpairing: nanami x f!reader x mei mei

Kento Nanami x f!Reader x Satoru Gojo

Professor!Nanami Kento x Boyfriend!Satoru Gojo x AFAB!Reader

Getou Suguru/Mei Mei;

Suguru Getou x f!Reader x Shoko Ieiri

Gojo x reader x shoko

Girls' Girl (Maki x Reader x Yuta x Toge)

dom reader x dom maki x sub yuuta

okkotsu yuuta x reader

Nobara Kugisaki w/ Yuji + Megumi mention

Itadori Yuji x Kugisaki Nobara x Fushiguro

Kinktober Day 7: Group Sex with Yuji Itadori, Nobara Kugisaki, and Megumi Fushiguro

megumi cucking yuji

how gojo would fuck you with both of the fushiguro’s?

Itafushi

Megumi x Yuuji

versatile!itafushi nsft headcanon

Itafushi

𝚂𝚄𝙶𝙰𝚁 𝚁𝚄𝚂𝙷 (𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

singer!itadori bass player! fushiguro

connect

Megumi x Reader (little bit of Yuji)

puppy yuuji trying to get megumi to join them in bed

ItaSuku

fushiguro toji x f!reader x fushiguro megumi; satoru gojō x f!reader x fushiguro megumi.

Mamaguro x F!Reader x Toji Fushiguro

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢, 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮, 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮/ 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢, 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮, 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮/ 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫 & 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢, 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮, 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮/ 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞-𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚 ft. 𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢 ✘ 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐞𝐱

nanami kento x fem!reader x itadori yūji; satoru gojō x fem!reader x okkotsu yūta.

Itadori Yuji+Ryomen Sukuna x fem!Reader

You stay at Yuji’s dorm for the night, but Sukuna decides to play with you before Yuji gained control of his body again.

Just daydreaming about when I’ll finally be able to lose my virginity to a girl…

money where your mouth is. pairing inumaki + maki + okkotsu x gn reader

inumaki + maki + okkotsu x gn reader

maki zenin x reader x megumi fushiguro

[Fushiguro Megumi + Maki Zenin]

Toji teach maki how to fuck you right

► 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍- Sukuna x fem!reader x Megumi

“Watch and Learn, Brat!” High school Yuuji x F. High School Reader x Sukuna NSFW‼️

✤ rougher please [yuuji + reader + sukuna] ✤

Yuuji x Reader (female), Sukuna x Reader Sukuna's handmouth

megumi fushiguro x f!reader x yuji itadori

Desc: you, gojo and yuuta have some fun in the water.

Kenjaku

Examination (Kenjaku x Reader)

Too Much (Kenjaku x Reader x Mahito)

[tsukimefuku]

𝑺𝑷𝑶𝑶𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑲𝒀, 𝐀 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 !

SPOOKINKY 🎃 HERE WE ARE…

This event took a while, but finally, the SPOOKINKY EVENT is up to properly celebrate Halloween.

🔮 WHAT IS THE SPOOKINKY EVENT?

Why do we love Halloween and October? Because of the spookies and kinktober. So in the vein of joining both, the Spookinky event is born, my own lil’ Frankenstein monster.

This event will be divided into two fronts, which you may have already guessed: the SPOOKY front and the KINKY front.

🔮 WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY SPOOKY AND KINKY?

For the SPOOKY part of the event, writers and artists can make any piece of work related to horror, terror, suspense, satire related to these genres and/or homage works to classic horror media like movies, games, series, animes, etc.

For the KINKY part of the event, in the vein of kinktober, you can let your imagination run wild with those kinky thoughts and submit NSFW pieces featuring any kink you’d like.

🔮 WHAT IF I WANT TO MAKE A KINKY PIECE WITH THE SPOOKIES IN IT?

I haven’t forgotten about our monsterf friends <3 It shall be featured under SPOOKINKY submissions.

🔮 WHAT CAN BE SUBMITTED?

Fanfiction or original fiction; Fanart or original art; all of them as original tumblr posts tagged as explained below.

🔮 WHAT FANDOMS ARE COVERED?

Jujutsu Kaisen, My Hero Academia, and Heaven Official’s Blessings.

🔮 HOW DO I PARTICIPATE AND SUBMIT MY WORKS?

This is a Tumblr-only event.

For writers: send me a DM or Ask informing what you intend to write (provisional title, fandom for fanfiction pieces, characters and/or pairing). Ex.

Witchy business - Jujutsu Kaisen (Momo x Mai)

Good night - Original work (Vampire x Reader)

All writers works will get provisionally listed down below. When you post it, don’t forget to tag me (@tsukimefuku) and add the tag #Spookinky2024.

For artists: just submit your piece of artwork with a title until the deadline. Also don’t forget to tag me (@tsukimefuku) and add the tag #Spookinky2024.

🔮 WHEN IS THE DEADLINE?

October 31st. November 30th

🔮 WHAT HAPPENS AFTER THE EVENT ENDS?

This event will generate a MASTERLIST with all the fanfiction/original fiction and artwork submitted.

🔮 BASIC RULES

1. You have to be +18 to participate;

2. This deadline is not fatal but once I post the final masterlist, I won’t be changing/updating it;

3. Gore, blood, guts and everything spooky is allowed, however, tag your work accordingly. For writers, do it at the beginning of your post. For artists, do it in the post’s tags.

That’s it, my ghosties. Let’s have some treats and trickeries. ✨

SPOOKY 👻

Deadly Deals and First Dates - Jujutsu Kaisen (Shiu Kong x Fem!Reader) by @lazyjellyfish300

Penny Dreadful Series - Jujutsu Kaisen (gothic!jjk men x Reader) by @dreamingkitsunewrites

Mise En Place - Yandere!Nanami x Reader (Jujutsu Kaisen) by @sandsorghum

That's spooky af, honey - multi character x Reader (Jujutsu Kaisen) by @tsukimefuku

KINKY 🌶️

Whipped - Sub!Higuruma x Dominatrix!Reader (Jujutsu Kaisen) by @tsukimefuku

SPOOKINKY 🔮

Don’t cry. It’ll kill the mood. - Kenjaku x Reader x Sukuna (Jujutsu Kaisen) by @quinnyundertow

She drove herself to madness with a silver spoon. - Werewolf!Kusakabe x Witch!Reader (Jujutsu Kaisen) by @tsukimefuku

Heaven sent - Jujutsu Kaisen (Demon!Nanami x Angel!Reader) by @mysteria157

By the Gnashing of my Teeth - Jujutsu Kaisen (Wendigo! inspired Reader x Nanami Kento) by @rahuratna Part 1 | Part 2 (soon)

Hey Wolfmoon - My Hero Academia (Werewolf!Toshinori x Werewolf!Fem!Reader) by @actuallysaiyan

Crimson vows - Jujutsu Kaisen (Nanami x Reader vampire AU) by @pmpmyread

Dividers by @saradika-graphics