#gojo drabbles

[munybagd]

NEW POST FROM @munybagd

nasty perv .. my husbands nanami & gaara had heavy inspo too 😛 n a little bit of gojo ( NSFW ) / not proofread

PERVY SUBS

that hug did it for him, he was harder than a rock as your plush breast pressed against him . he whispered against your neck as begging you to fuck him but according to him you’re a ‘ meanie ’ and told him no :/ . he loves taking pictures of you in the shower. once he has enough pictures to satisfy him he’ll go into a spare closet and jerk off to them — whimpering softly but loud enough for you to hear him when you get out. “ i w-wanna be caught … mmm pl-please mommy i pr- mm promise to be good . ” nasty freak but it’s kinda hot — his biggest weakness was your voice. he loves hearing you talk especially when you’re yelling at him and degrading him “ you’re fucking nasty, oh my goodness and here you are sitting here like this shit is cute … you’re nothing but a fucking dirty piece of shit and a fucking sicko ”, “ can you please call me that again … i-i’m sorry i just can’t help it you make me melt like ice cream and i want to cream all in and on you please keep talking to me like that ”

PERVY DOMS

oh that nasty dom — making you wear little tiny clothes around the house just so he can ‘ accidentally ’ touch you whenever he wants. “ oh baby you had something on your butt ” , “ im sorry darling, come here n let me clean it up ”. whenever he’s with his friends and you’re with them, he talks to highly of you and how much you have impacted his life. still, when you’re gone those words turn into filth and disgust. “ here’s my baby sucking my dick like a nasty slut — maybe i’ll facetime you guys to see it in real time ” , “ this is what she wear when they cleaning the house .. yep a cute little maid outfit that i bought for my baby and they wears it everyday with their ass hanging out . ” ever since then his friends say disgusting things about you as he sits nexts to them with a smirk on his face mouthing the words ‘ look at them and it’s over ’.

(BOUNS)

PERVY ( SICKO ) .. Y/N ?!

he wonders every day why yall got together .. his boxers come up missing once every month, and sending him videos of you playing with yourself to the sound of his voice. there’s times where he’s woken up to you drunkenly fucking him — telling him how much you love him and he’ll never get away from you. there are times when he is scared for his life, yet there are times when he turns on by it. he knows you’re sick, but man, it turns him on — sometimes he starts to think that he’s sick too .

[chosove]

*le gasp*

Replying to the Valentines event (Happy Valentine's by the way lovely)

You caught my eye with the pet play sooo hear me out...SatoSugu x reader!puppy play? Them being impatient and loving to tug reader around a bit via leash? I think yes. This will haunt my 3am doom scroll ovulation thoughts now

Thank you for reading <3

Omg first of all happy v day angel did u get my telepathic creampie🥰 SECOND THIS FUCKSSSSS good lord satosugu being mean AND petplay…im bout to busssttttt

18+ mdni | cw. petplay!!! leashes, threesome…idk kinda, spitting, really mean but CONSENSUAL!, degradation

You feel your eyes well with tears as you look up at the men before you, tall lean bodies on display while their faces sneered at your desperation.

“What’s wrong puppy? Thought you’d like this since you’ve been acting like such a bitch” Satoru’s voice filled your ears as he harshly tugged your leash toward him, your face falling to his feet at the strength he pulled with. His laugh sounds out when you nuzzle your face against his naked thighs, tears lining your cheeks before Suguru pulls you by the hair, neck arching in an unnatural way as you look up at him from your knees.

“S-sugu…” you whine, turning to him with big doe eyes. He’d always been the merciful one of the pair, cooing praises in your ears as aftercare no matter how bratty you’d been. “ngh…h-hurts Sugu, please?”

You light up with hope as he maintains eye contact with you, the grip he has in your hair never wavering. It isn’t until you feel the glob of spit he throws at you hit your lips haphazardly that you realize you might’ve pushed it too far this time.

In all honesty, you thought it’d just get their attention- giggling at Nanami’s jokes extra hard and making sure to shove his shoulder playfully to make them jealous. They’d been so caught up in all the extra work they had lately, you felt forgotten. That plus the fact you were ovulating made you extra needy. And if they still didn’t care…I mean, Nanami was good looking.

Suguru clicked his tongue at your appearance, kicking your thighs apart with his foot before facing you again. “Why so sweet now puppy, didn’t you know that bad girl have to be trained?”

You whined at his words, a sharp gasp pulled from your lips when he pressed his foot into your dripping heat, a deep groan sounding out at just how wet you are. “Fucking whore, see that ‘toru? Seems our girls more dirty than we thought.”

You nodded desperately while trying to grind against Suguru’s foot, so caught up in his ministrations you didn’t realize the drool seeping from your lips.

“She’s fuckin’ drooling Sugu, she loves this shit.” Satoru gaped at just how much you enjoyed their rough actions, the sight of your teary eyes looking up at him while trying to get off making him unconsciously grip your leash tighter. You whine as he pulls you towards him, jerking his cock a few times before slapping it across your face.

“Hope ya don’t mind Sugu, wanna see her try n’ beg while I’ve got my cock in her mouth”

If it weren’t for the harsh intrusion of Suguru thrusting into your cunt, you would’ve excitedly lapped at Satoru’s tip on your own- that is until he began fucking your throat at a pace equal to Suguru.

You weren’t sure if they actually thought this would be a punishment for you, but at least you knew just what to do next time you felt ignored.

[sugurusladyknightt]

satoru feels a feeling beyond himself, beyond his own understanding.

the kind that can only be helped by your touch, your company, your voice, your presence whatever form it may take. the kind that can only be relieved by being held in your arms. his larger frame curling into yours with his head resting so closely to your chest the steady beat echoing in his ears and his strong lengthy arms around your back, holding you close, just so close.

he wants to become a part of you, you know?

the two of you an extension of one another.

the same way how anglerfish do it.

to merge. to fuse. to be so closely interwoven into each other it's impossible to tell where you begin and he ends. that is the way he feels for you in his soul anyway, it would really only be a physical representation of it; how interconnected the two of you are.

the perfect symphony. two notes floating together in the air, dancing together, mingling with one another in perfect harmony. of course there were a few off keys, but that hardly had an impact on the sound of your shared song, if any thing it only emphasized how resilient a song you two prove to be.

you breathe life into each other.

you do.

but your not here. not anymore anyway. your gone. the warm softness of your skin was replaced by an icy cold he's never felt on you before. the color drained from your face. all the shadows and colors that you were made up of fading into nothingness, slipping through the spaces between his fingers.

satoru tried to catch them, to secure the pieces that were you in his hands, to protect them, to keep them from slipping away, to carefully weave them back together and return them to you in full. after all the two of you were nothing if not for your ability to bounce back.

and so it was revealed that you are nothing. a nothing that managed to get by on his everything.

your life was slowly leaving you, draining from you, being taken by something he could not fight, taken by a force of something he cannot defend you from until there was nothing left you.

it was no longer yours. your life no longer yours, it's become only a life.

lost, just as the billions that have been before and the billions that will be after.

he heard screams and cries. they sound pained, oh so horribly pained. screams and cries that tell the story of the greatest horrors one can know. his chest aches, and his hands tremble. and the screams are his.

he hears them even now in the quite of the cold room he once laid in with you. he's on his side of the bed and you in the earth. you, beneath the very ground that is walked on everyday. taken for granted and forgotten forever as it takes on the role to guard the very essence of you.

his hand reaches for your side of the bed, it's cold, he remembers your skin, how it turned blue, how he believed he could save you. naively so.

he could. he would. there was no room for an option with the uncertainty that 'could' brings. believing he was so close.

satoru's throat burns, and his hands fall. he's reaching for what is not there. the glowing crystalline blue of his eyes a dark murky color that always seem to be looking beyond whatever it is that can be seen. his eyes cannot focus on anything anymore. the skin below painted in a dark that melts into that of the room.

he's a yet to dry water colored painting, a mere portrait of who he once was, and it's all flowing out of line.

he hasn't showered in a while. he hasn't done anything in a while. do ghosts do things? he doesn't really ponder the question, simply asking to it to the nothingness.

the way he is right now, the state he is in, makes it difficult to believe he could be anything but a ghost. but a lifeless form, floating around aimlessly until it can be freed from the tortured inbetween state it finds itself stuck in.

tomorrow he'll have to go out again, to work, to teach, fulfilling his duties as the strongest despite the fact that he feels utterly disconnected from the title. for he is a man of many obligations. well, man is a long shot, he isnt one to them, weapon or tool of many obligations is more fitting. the world cannot go round with out him, in his absence they are wholly doomed, left to fend for themselves. his world has spun of its axis when you took your last breathe.

he feels he's floating, the can't feel the sheets crumpled beneath him, he has nowhere to rest his aching bones and exhausted mind. satoru curls his body closer into itself, his arms hugging his legs close to his chest. close, and closer, then closer still.

it doesn't hurt, hurt is what he feels in his chest, a heartache he feels all over his body. but he continues, he figures if he pulls himself close enough, squeezes tight enough, he might explode and it'll all disappear in the aftermath of it.

he wanted to become a part of you, not to ripped away.

once again the heavens have managed to fail him. to misunderstand him. to be the cause of a gaping hole in him. one that leaves him unable to just be; one that is scheduled to consume him in his entirety.

the voices in his head reduced to only one, it is your voice left to be narrating his thoughts to him in the limitless chamber of his mind. the voice is even and monotone, you never spoke like that. it is a cheap copy formed by his subconscious, created only to torture him endlessly.

satoru's throat is dry, although he speaks no words he feels it as it cracks under the weight of your absence. the weight of your loss. but really, the greatest, loss was his own.

you did,

you breathed life into each other.

[sillly-jokester]

No. 1 party anthem

Frat! Satoru x Shy reader

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Cw: drinking game, gn reader, soft fluff all around, college au

A/n: this is the first thing I've ever written! Feedback is appreciated

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Frat! Satoru, who does everything he could to make you feel comfortable when you two end up in a closet during seven minutes of even

Frat! Satoru, who just doesn't stop talking, asking you question after question finding out whatever he can about you like how you're friend had you come here to loosen up and play this game, and how you're an eduction major.

Frat! Satoru, who asks you a million questions a second about it. "Whend you decide that?" "Why do you wanna teach some brats?" "Wanna teach with kids or teens"

Frat! Satoru, who makes you giggle softly at his genuine curiosity, making him stop every moment and word staring up at you, making you completely flustered when the door finally opens.

Frat! Satoru, who manages to find you every day when he finds out you have the same lunch after that and talks your ear off as you make your way to the library where he doesn't stop following you around and he doesn't stop talking.

Frat! Satoru, who sits in awe, his chin in hand, listening silently and taking in every word as you softly spoke about your day.

Frat! Satoru, who spends less time partying and more nights watching romcoms in your dorm sitting shoulder to shoulder, laying you down when you fall asleep and the movies over, and leaving a note letting you know he went to his room with a little drawing of him in the corner.

Frat! Satoru, who gently lays you down after the movie, looks at you with soft eyes before gently kissing your nose bridge, adding it to his goodbye routine.

Frat! Satoru, who randomly grabs your jaw with one hand and the back of your head with the other as you're on a walk together, bringing you into a gentle kiss. "I like you. A lot." He murmurs, pulling away, looking in your eyes. You're so flustered you wanna run. But so in love, you refuse to run. You bring your hands up to his cheeks, bring his lips back to yours murmuring back, "Me too. A lot..."

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A/n: hi guys, thank you so much for reading! Thoughts and comments and likes are appreciated!! I'm gonna write little drabbles of these two also

[strawberrymochin]

collegeboy!gojo needs to nasty fuck you the night before his chemistry examination. Chemical reactions and equations aren't something he's too good to begin with.

you've tried to help him out, tutoring him during your free time. And as the obedient pookie he is, he has been preparing himself regularly, practicing and reviewing.

However now that the exam is just a night away, he's heck stressed and couldn't bring himself to get adequate sleep.

“ nngh toru! y-you have an e-xa-mnngh tomorrow.” his hips rutting into yours, as your pelvic muscles convulse; your vagina contracting, wrapping his length squeezing tight with your gummy walls, as you squirt.

He slurred some nonsense as drool slicked down his chin. Silver locks stick damp on his brows, pupils blown wide, completely focused on your boobs jiggling up and down, at the intensity of him jolting on you.

“hm...i can't wri—oh fuck! Can't write it well if I spend the night s-stressing...mmm yeah?” he brought his hand from your marked hips to your sensitive clit, lubricating it with the slick that gushed out from you, before pumping his load for the third time till now.

“i— i might be not good with chemical reactions.....but I'm good with physical ones,” his chest heaving as sweat ran down his adam's apple, “praise me for that will ya?”

[sanemistar]

starstruck m.list ★ jjk m.list

★ influencer!satoru, who has millions of dedicated loyal fans and followers, you included. shares one of your songs in one of his stories. so you, an unknown rookie idol, wake up one morning to discover that the same song is going viral on the internet. everyone expresses their love for it and praises you for being so talented. finally, your hard work has paid off and it’s all thanks to satoru and the great influence of his. your jaw is left wide open when you check your notifications, you even refresh the page to make sure it’s not just a glitch.

satorugojo started following you.

[satoruxx]

you're sweating when you wake up, skin sticking painfully to your bedsheets as your bleary eyes dart around, attempting to make focus of your surroundings. the room is still dark, barely touched by the slight bit of moonlight that attempts to peak through the closed windows—defiant. it takes a minute to realize that the sounds that are breaking the silence are actually coming from your own throat—breathy, wheezing gasps of terror.

your stomach drops when your fingers grip cold and empty fabric. he's gone he's gone he's go—

"what are you doing up, pretty?"

your head snaps to the doorway. satoru stands there, sweats hanging low on his hips even as his hand remains curled around a glass of water. his hair is tousled with sleep, but his cerulean eyes are sharp and lively.

as soon as he sees the panic lacing your expression, his eyes widen, long legs practically tripping over themselves as he stumbles towards you.

"what happened?" he asks sharply, frantically placing the cup on the bedside table to take your face into his palms. shades of blue dart back and forth across your features as he perches one knee on the mattress and peers down at you. "are you okay?"

his touch sends electricity through your veins—a splash of ice water pulling you away from that painful reverie.

your heart both clenches and soars, the idea of what you saw being terrifying, and yet finding out it wasn't true being that much more relieving.

"i just—" your voice comes out choked, and satoru's fingers twitch against your skin imperceptibly. "had a bad dream."

you think your brain must be cruel for conjuring up a dream in which satoru could suffer to such abhorrent extents.

"oh sweets." satoru's sigh is sympathetically soft, thumb brushing over the apple of your cheek just barely. "it was just a nightmare."

"i know," you swallow, voice shaking. there's an uncharacteristic wetness pooling at your waterline. "i-it just felt so real."

"baby..." satoru immediately pulls you against the steady planes of his chest, thick arms snaking around your waist to eliminate any measly amount of distance between you two. you prop your chin on his shoulder, sighing as you feel his snowy hair tickling at your cheek.

"it wasn't real, sweetheart," he says, pulling back just slightly to push a piece of hair from your face. his thumb then drags under your eyes, wiping away the unshed tears. "see. you're here, i'm here. everything's all good."

"yeah." you're nodding, unable to take your eyes off of him because he's real and alive and so breathtakingly perfect. "yeah, you're right."

he gives you a lopsided smile, eyes bright and glowing. "i don't like to brag, but i usually am."

you snort out a laugh, missing the way his expression turns pleased at the sound. "hilarious. you love to brag."

"you got me there," he shrugs, grinning as you stick your tongue out at him. the lighthearted banter solidifies the fact that satoru is fine and unharmed and completely yours, but you can still feel the apprehension coursing through your veins. chills run up your spine—you try not to show it.

but of course, satoru has always been able to see right through you.

his teasing smile goes soft, and he inhales deeply.

"was it about me?" he asks, climbing into bed next you. you lay back down carefully.

"yeah," you mumble, watching him tug the blankets over your body and tuck you both under a cocoon of warmth.

"hm." something in his tone tells you he's not unfamiliar with the feelings you seem to be experiencing—his body shifts closer to yours. ocean eyes carefully asses you, deep and calculating and so concerned even as he smoothes a warm palm over your shoulder blades. "wanna tell me what happened?"

the truth is you do want to, because satoru has always understood you better than you've ever understood yourself—you have no doubt he'd be able to comfort you just as well as he normally does.

and yet...

"no," you answer, pressing your nose into his neck. a deep breath in, the lively scent that is so inherently your gojo satoru filling your very soul. "it's okay. i think i'll be fine."

when you shut your eyes, images flash behind them—of bloodied bodies and stitches and swapped souls. yet a chaste kiss to your forehead pulls you back to where you're supposed to be, warm and grounding.

"i know you'll be fine," satoru murmurs, lips tickling your brow as he speaks. you think you can hear the gentle smile as he says it, and your grip on him tightens—never letting go. "i'm right here after all."

[cinnamorollcrybaby]

boyfriend!satoru who says “how are my girls doing?” when he gets home from missions much to your confusion because you’re the only girl in the house. he will then approach you and raise your shirt up to give each one of your boobs a soft kiss. those are his girls.

boyfriend!satoru who gets hard after only one passionate kiss. he can’t help it! you’re just a really good kisser :(

boyfriend!satoru who HAS to shower with you at all costs. if he hears that water start to run, he’s stripping while making his way to the bathroom because it’s shower time baby.

boyfriend!satoru who sings and dances in the shower with you to your playlist. it’s a whole ass concert in the bathroom

boyfriend!satoru who pouts like a puppy when you’re reading a book instead of paying attention to him. whatcha reading about anyways? you have a whole fairytale prince charming in your lap.

boyfriend!satoru who will not shut the fuck up about you. every conversation he has with his friends or peers will lead to you somehow. sometimes if his students want to get out of work for the day, they’ll ask how you’re doing, and he will literally go on and on about the cutest thing you recently did.

boyfriend!satoru who is your personal cameraman. he knows all the good angles, and he will take as many pictures as you like because he loves capturing you in his lenses.

boyfriend!satoru who blushes like a madman and short circuits when you say “thank you, daddy��� randomly after he does something for you.

boyfriend!satoru who abandons all of his coyness when he’s balls deep inside of you, plowing you into oblivion. “that’s it… cum on daddy’s fat cock. you’re doin’ sooo good for me, angel. just a little more. cum with daddy, yeah?”

boyfriend!satoru who gives you the sweetest aftercare by drawing you a nice warm bubble bath. he thanks his wealth for being able to afford a big enough tub for the both of you because now he thrust into you slowly from behind in the warm water while whispering sweet nothings in your ear! <3

[gojoscinnamonroll]

sleepovers with your boyfriend satoru !!

the first time you had ever invited your boyfriend satoru gojo over for a sleepover, he felt like that was the best moment of his life. spending quality time with you and he doesn't have to leave you for the night right after?? hell yeah, that was a win for the giddy and clingy, fluffy white-haired man. once he received the "come spend the night with me 'toru, i can't sleep without you." text, he started squealing and bouncing on his toes like a teenage girl in love, throwing all the clothes and necessities he had into a bag and immediately racing over. since then, the sleepovers had turned into a every weekend thing for the both of you, never having one boring sleepover with your loving boy.

he never fails to show up at your door with your favorite snacks and junk food to munch on while the two of you watch trashy reality shows or emotional, cheesy, sappy movies. and in return, you always buy silly face masks (sometimes matching hello kitty or animal print) for the two of you to have on while watching.

of course, with ‘toru having a sweet tooth and you always needing a sweet little treat, you two always decide to bake something delicious around 12am. whether that be cookies, cinnamon rolls, kikufuku, cakes, etc with some jams playing in the background to listen to together (and satoru definitely getting distracted by the music that he starts dancing & ends up getting frosting or sugar or something all over himself with you having to clean him up.)

when you and your lover finally get into bed and settle down after stuffing your faces with sweets to cuddle with the lights off, he always has some random late night thought he always likes to converse about to keep you awake just a little longer.

"sweets, do you think aliens are real and will take over the world someday? or or or maybe, what if they think we're the aliens?" he ponders. " 'toru baby.. what the heck?? are you talking about???" you murmured sleepily but trying to hide your grin.

and when the night’s festivities end, when you fall asleep laying on satoru’s chest as he combs through your hair and admires all the features of your face as you sleep soundly with quiet snores coming from you, he lets out a soft giggle as he thinks about how he'd spend everyday and night for the rest of his life with you like this pulling you in closer and falling into a slumber as well.

likes + reblogs appreciated <3 please don't steal/copy/modify my works!

[lilacgaby]

brrr being pregnant with husband!gojo. that's it.

satoru, who thought he couldn't have been any more happier than the day you two got married, but was proven wrong when you showed him those two lines.

satoru, who spun you around in happiness, he couldn't believe this was real, that he was to have his own perfect family with you.

he'd happily go shopping around with you. for random things you suddenly felt like buying, things for the nursery, clothes and toys for the baby, buy whatever just kiss him after.

you'd have a baby shower, with so many of his sorcerer students and coworkers invited. satoru shoving party hats on everyone, and making them wear colored shirts too for the occasion. satoru prayed to whatever gods that would listen that he'd have a baby girl with you, even telling megumi to wear a pink shirt for good luck.

when you two cut the cake together and saw it was pink, he was the happiest man in the world. jumping up and down with yuuji and nobara in glee, he was seriously on cloud nine.

even through the rough times in your pregnancy, like the annoyingly specific cravings that needed to be satiated, the eternal feeling of sickness, the swollen nose, he'd be there through it all, he'd even call of work (not like he doesn't look for any excuse to do so already) just to comfort and be next to you.

when you give birth, i think he'd be the type to almost faint at the sight, because even though he's seen deformation and death that would give anyone nightmares for years, the action of giving life to someone was surprisingly more scary.

the polaroid photo he made the doctor snap of you, sweaty and exhausted, your baby, resting on your chest, and him doing a peace sign right after you gave birth is now his wallpaper and good luck charm that he keeps in his pocket. he tries to show it to everyone, but you're embarrassed of how you look in it. but him, with his rose-colored glasses for anything to do with you, will full on tilt his head in confusion as to why.

annoyingly good dad to your daughter, but is one of those 'let them get hurt and learn from it types', which is hard to let slide when dealing with a newborn.

[ryumean]

Sleepyhead. jjk men as ur bf!sleepy user

jjk men reacts when you still want to text w them even if you are already sleepy.

sfw. fluff, crack. lowercase intended. not proofread. including gojo, nanami, geto, sukuna, choso, and toji.

amazing FANARTS by the way! pfps are not mine, credits to the rightful owners.

@thatsallitchief (gojo, nanami, and geto) @innaillus (sukuna) and @aransmind (choso, and toji)

[chosove]

18+ mdni | belated birthday boy :p

an. happy bday to my pretty boy, ily toru

pairing: satoru gojo x f!reader

“f-fuck ‘toru…always forget how big you are…” your voice trembled as you struggled to take him fully, cunt seeping copious amounts of slick to adjust to his size.

he chuckled at your admission, cock swelling at the sight of your pussy lips splitting open to accommodate his massive size. “cant say shit like that p-princess, fuckkk baby, how are you getting even tighter?” gojo gasps out, your warm walls clamping down on him as you feel the back of your thighs finally set themselves down on his lap.

“ngh…can feel you s’deep already” grabbing his much larger hand, you guide it from where it rested on your ass to the spot just above your navel, applying pressure as your hips started to grind against his. “all the way up here ‘toru…”

“y-yeah?…shit angel…” satoru whined, free hand caressing your sides as a way to ground himself.

placing your hands on his chest for stability, you sped up your ministrations, giggling at satoru’s eyes rolling back. “does that feel good? tell me what to do birthday boy” you whispered into his ear, finishing your words with a bite to the lobe, soothing the area by sucking on it after.

“sh-shit anything, y’can do whatever ya fuckin’ want baby jus’ don’t stop” satoru whined, hips bucking up to meet your cunt. “p-please angel, jus’ use me however you want”

your walls clamped down on his cock at his words, the small bit of drool escaping his lips only turning you on further. swiping your tongue against his lip, you began to move your hips once more, the sight of the strongest begging you to absolutely ruin him encouraging you to ignore the burn in your thighs.

you moaned out, losing yourself in the way his cock managed to hit every sensitive spot inside you, body going limp when satoru’s hands gripped at your hips to hold you in place as he thrusted into you with a new ferocity.

“f-fuck ‘toru, slow down!” your sweet voice sang, the whines behind each word only pushing him to fuck into you even more desperately.

“love when ya call me that princess” satoru groaned, his body beginning to shake with desperation. “love this p-pussy, love you, fuck i love you angel, love you, love you, love you s-so much-” his voice continued to cry out, head thrown back as his cock jumped inside you, cum spurting out in a way that you swore felt like forever.

“g-gonna cum ‘toru” you whined, his orgasm throwing you into yours. it only took a few more seconds of his cock pulsing inside you to push you over the edge, cunt repeatedly clamping down on him, the overstimulation causing satoru to whimper.

it only took a few minutes before you started to feel his hips move under you once more, your head lifting from the crook of his neck to gaze at the sight of your lover in absolute bliss, mouth wide open with his brows creased.

“gonna make me cum for each year, right baby?”

[tojis-girl]

sugardaddy!satoru who buys you the most expensive items, from designer bags, expensive jewellery and even some cars. and he only asks for one thing in return; your body.

sugardaddy!satoru who wants you on your back, arms wrapped around his strong shoulders, digging your nails (which he bought) into his back, painting deep red marks down his skin. your legs wrapped around his waist as his cock sinks deep into you, sitting in your warm cunt for a bit while he exhales.

sugardaddy!satoru who wants your back arched while his rough hands travel along your arse, pinching slightly at the soft skin. he wants your head shoved deep into the pillow as he pulls his cock in and out of you with a punishing pace. a rim of cum appearing around his dick as he thrusts deep inside of you!

sugardaddy!satoru who needs you sucking on his fat length, his tip stabs at the back of your throat when you take him whole, nose pressed against his sweaty hot skin. his head thrown back while his hand is firmly holding onto your hair, pushing you down slightly - making you gag on his leaky length ><

sugardaddy!satoru who also buys you the most expensive toys, a but plug with jewels and large dildos, he loves you get you extreme stuff too! like vibrating dildos with extra parts for clit stimulation and to go into your small arsehole!

he buys you basically whatever you wanna get though! he suggests the sex toys but you always say yes. there's one thing you said no too and you never here the end of it. a collar.

not a choker or a necklace. a collar, like one a dog would use.

sugardaddy!satoru who wants a cute frilly collar wrapped around your neck at all times - not even just during sex, all the time. he wants the collar with a small dangly bit, metal engraved to say 'satorus baby'

i mean how embarrassing is that!!

sugardaddy!satoru who punishes you and puts you on a spending ban after the fifth time you said no! you huff and huff but he doesn't give you any money :c

sugardaddy!satoru who secretly buys you it and wraps it around your neck one time your too fucked out to think.

"look at thattt, see? now everyone will know who you belong too." the white haired man practically gleamed.

[munybagd]

NEW POST FROM @munybagd

i am going to fuck him … i have a thing for men that moan especially the ones with deep voices .. mm makes my toes sweat 😛 ( NSFW )

whimpers came out as he tried his best to talk “ mmm fuck baby p-please,” his nail dug into your hips as he helped you bounce on his cock faster. he didn’t want you to stop — oh no, he doesn’t know what he would do with himself if you stopped .. maybe he would cry or beg on his knees. honestly, he would do anything for you to keep going. “ oh yeah … don’t stop — i w-want you to make a mess of m-me ” oh he looked so pretty under you … tears streaming down his cheeks as he looked at you -sucking on your fingers .. he so nasty but you like it. LINK 1

he fucks you sooo good that he’s moaning too. “ o-oh my good girl .. my good fucking girl ” his plan is to slut you out doesn’t matter if it’s in the bed, living room, kitchen, or even the car. he wants you a moaning mess which slowly turns him into a moaning mess as well. “ yeahhh th-there you go .. mm you’re daddy’s good girl, taking my c-cock so fucking well ” It’s like a race ‘ who can tap out first ’ by the way he’s moans you would think it’s him with his heavy breathing but little do you know that this is just the beginning.. LINK 2

sensitive, dom, and a moaning mess … he is a three-in-one! gosh, you love it — the way he sharply breathes in when he strokes his cock into you, the way he moans in between words, and the way he talks dirty to you excites you. “ mm s-say it .. u-use your words, baby ” makes you wanna cum right then and there. he loves hearing you talk, even if it’s just babbling, it makes him smile, but not like you would know cause his face is pressed against your neck due to him leaving deep bite marks. LINK 3

( BOUNS )

no shame in his game . he enjoys making audios for you, especially in random places it’s his favorite thing to do and he ALWAYS sends them to you when you’re out and about. “ guess where i-i’m at baby — mm i’m in our parking g-garage ” things like this turns him on and he knows that you get to turn on hearing him slur and stutter on his words. “ i-i-i have our f-favorite toy .. fuck i wish y-you were here to use it on m-me” gosh why does he do this to you and when you come home he acts like nothing is wrong :/ LINK 4

[coliessions]

gojo satoru has you all covered. they were not joking when they said that this man would serve and protect because not a single thing touches you, ever. and gojo satoru is proud of that, that's what he's good at: being your personal shield.

and yet, even if he were to extend his infinity to you at every hour of the day, the one thing gojo satoru could not protect you from is getting sick.

then and there, the strongest one forgets how to act. this was not something he could fight off, something he could exorcise. no. but he felt helpless watching you squirm and curl up into a ball, sneezing and coughing on your bed.

he'd do everything in his power to take care of you, of course. but it was fidgety, at best. he never got sick growing up; he wasn't aware of the procedures of this all. so... he googled.

what else was he meant to do? you refused to eat, you were coughing up something, you were shivering, your temperature extremely high, and more things he truly did not want to think that you were going through. still, it was those same things that found their way to the google search bar as gojo satoru looked desperately for anything that could make your shivering figure feel better.

comfort was the last thing he got from his trip to the internet, however. the text on his screen informed him of the demise you'd supposedly face at this rate. you were gonna get worse and he was gonna lose the light of his life... is how he understood the search result.

after spending the whole afternoon napping, you finally stir awake feeling a cool towel on your head and something dripping on your hand. you blink the sleep away for a few more moments, eyes finally focusing on the sniffling figure holding your hand.

"toru, what's going on?" you squeeze his hand back lightly. you hear an almost theatrical gasp matched with widened blue eyes and immediately become engulfed in big bulky arms.

"i thought i was gonna lose you." he sniffs, nuzzling his face in your neck. you're left puzzled but return the hug nonetheless. "what made you think that?" satoru pulls away and examines your face. "baby, it felt like you were dying on me," he exclaims, still cupping your face.

"toru, it was probably just the flu-" you are interrupted by a cough that erupts from your throat.

"see! this is what google said would happen!"

"google? satoru gojo, you consulted google? and that's why you were crying?"

"next time i'll just exorcise every germ in this world."

"if you say so, baby"

[yerchokito]

little snowleopard gojo bit because I fear many of you miss him.. I do too..

slightly suggestive, sorta manipulative gojo(?)

satoru’s a good kitty, sure he can be annoying, a trouble maker, a bad influence on the younger hybrids, unbearably clingy, and surprisingly terrifying at times, but he’s a good cat!

your friends don’t believe you, of course. saying ‘he’s too aggressive!’ and ‘get em’ neutered’ all because your kitty just gets a bit possessive with you :(( i mean, yea you told them about his daily attempts at trying to uhm.. how would he say it? ah yes ‘mate’ with you (but not the time he actually did, oh no no no no).

but your friends don’t know nothin’! satoru’s just growing! (he’s fully grown) he just needs to blow off some steam (does it have to be on you?) he’s your baby (hardly) and you’ll help the poor guy (no doubt).

honestly, it breaks your heart at all the things they say about him. especially when he can hear :(( oh your white haired fluff-ball runs straight into your lap (but he’s way too big to be a lap cat), huffing sadly as he nuzzles into your stomach. cooing softly at him, you gently scratch that good spot right behind his fuzzy ears, his tail curling around your ankle.

he’s sniffling, aw poor thing :((

he snakes a shaky hand up to squeeze at your chest, lifting his head up and pouting at you, wide blue eyes peering at your soul. ‘‘can you make me feel better..?” he says. oh jeez you really shouldn’t do this. not again but.. it’s just to make your pretty kitty happy again?

poor you falling for your precious kitty’s tricks :(