#gojo satoru x fem!reader

[longlostaccount]

you ate them?!

✦ characters : Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Choso Kamo, Ino Takuma, Sukuna Ryomen, Shoko Ieriei

✦ warnings : suggestive asf, smut, fem!reader, pet names, cussing, typos :(

✦ A/N : HAPPY NEW YEARS!!! :33 - omg I love Niigo Kaito <33

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[afortoru]

𝑨 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑳𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝑩𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅

Summary: suguru meets satoru again and seeing him with you, he reminisces his past with satoru

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x fem!reader

Genre: angst from Geto's pov, hurt/comfort, fluff

Warnings: slight jealousy and regrets (tell me if there's more)

Word count: 1.6k

A/n: this one's for the girlies who cry over angsty fics where your blorbos choose someone else over you...this time you're the heather 😈 also bery much thanks to my baby @lotus-n-l0ve for the title

“Could you stop preaching your crazy beliefs to my students?”

Satoru cautioned from behind.

“Satoru! Long time no see.” Geto looked back and cheered with a smile. It would have been great to see his best friend after a long time only if the situation wasn't so tense and they weren't working on each other's ideals.

Satoru stared at Suguru, who had one of his arms over his student Yuta. Satoru didn't reply, and Suguru knew he wouldn't after all things have changed between them ever since.

Suguru’s frown turned up into a smirk as he walked towards his friend. He noticed how others were there too. Some new faces and some old one's. Mei mei, Nanami and even principal Yaga are there too. His old principal sure looks pissed as he gritted his teeth and rubbed his right fist on his left palm l, ready to knock him down.

Suguru smirked watching them knowing no matter how strong these sorcerers are they were almost too nervous to face him, who killed his own people and is now on a mission to eradicate all the non sorcerers.

But the only one deserving his foremost attention was his best friend, the one whom he let go years ago when they were just students in jujutsu high.

Gojo Satoru

“Step away from those kids right now, Suguru.” Oh he sure was serious and really dedicated to protect his students, Suguru thought to himself.

Suguru decides to banter a bit about his adopted girls whining about some crepes but Satoru didn't want to acknowledge his friendly behaviour despite the strained situation.

It's been only a few minutes but that was enough for Suguru to read Satoru after all they were once an open book to each until they weren't. It was a shame how easy it was for both of them.

Suguru knew Satoru’s past all too well but he wasn't sure if he wanted to know his present.

Just then the tension shifted as a soft voice called out his best friend's name.

“Satoru….” It's you, Suguru realised.

You walked towards your lover and gently placed your hand on Satoru's tensed shoulder. Suguru notices how Satoru lets loose and looks back at you, his expression softening. He bets that Satoru's eyes have softened under the blindfold.

You looked concerned for him. Of course you would be since Satoru has told you everything about his runaway friend. How it happened, where and why. From all the information your lover has given you, you could tell that they were really close. Suguru was the closest to him and his departure left him broken in more than any ways he could explain. Nonetheless Satoru always tells you that he's glad he found you…or you found him and decided to love him.

Your gaze shifted towards Suguru. This would be the first time you're seeing him after only listening about him and his crimes from the elders and from Satoru who described him rather differently than just a criminal.

You two just stared at each other before you felt Satoru's arms tightening around your waist to get you attention back to him.

Suguru observes all this. He could tell how much his friend is in love with you just by you being by his side and him being more concerned about you than any other possible danger, not that he wouldn't possibly be able to stop it.

He realises Satoru has surely found his soulmate, his love….and probably his best friend.

Now you're his one and only. You're the one Satoru shares his life with. Something in Suguru's heart shifted. A cruel reality hitting him. He has lost his place in Satoru's life.

His chain of thoughts were broken by Nanako’s whining. He needs to take them to some fancy cafe, he remembers.

“I'll be taking my leave now.” Suguru maintained his nonchalant smile, waving at Satoru as he walked back to his adopted girls.

“You don't think we'll just let you leave?”

Suguru maintained a smirk before a bunch of his curses surrounded you all.

Suguru scanned your hands tightening around Satoru's arms and his hold on your waist as if he'll just disappear from here with you just to protect you. You looked protective of him too. Even though he knows you aren't as strong as others, the look in your eyes and concern for your lover was enough to tell him that you'd fight for him until your last breath. Something he swore he would have too for Satoru if things wouldn't have been like this.

Within a blink of an eye the intruder was gone from the jujutsu high and after fighting the curses away Satoru and you got back home safe. Killing those puppet-like curses was nothing for the strongest.

After you two finally relaxed in Satoru's apartment on his huge and comfy bed, you knew he needed comfort after meeting Suguru again, especially what show he pulled off with his students around.

Satoru laid quietly with his head on your lap, his eyes closed as your hand softly grazed upon his soft snowy hair. You let him process out the conversation with Suguru. You stayed quiet, letting the silence sink in and giving him the time he needed. Just soft breaths and a comforting silence.

A while later the stillness was broken as he looked up at you and sighed.

“I'm sorry.” His tone was apologetic even though it wasn't his fault.

“Toru,no. It's not your fault none of this is. I understand what you're feeling but it doesn't affect me in a bad way.” You know he's guilty for letting this situation happen. He's been more careful and sensitive with you by his side now especially in the case of Suguru.

You needed him to realise that now you two are together, you're supposed to share the happiness or the pain and not always him taking care of his and others problems all be himself.

“Love, I'm in this with you. Whatever Geto’s motive was to show up today? I don't know. But just know I'll be there for you and with you.” you explained cupping his cheeks and he sat up and wrapped his arms around you.

“I'm glad, my love.” He mumbled softly nuzzling closer to you. You smiled, caressing his back.

You two didn't need much to converse, not all the time. The hold of affection and caresses was enough.

Satoru hated to let you, someone he loves, get involved in this but he also knew that you're as stubborn as him. He did tell you about Geto in his past but seeing you two come face to face wasn't something he expected. He also knows that Geto wouldn't dare to harm you not when you had some healing techniques too but choose to live a normal life.

No matter how much distress this cruel world gives him, he'll always have you. Your arms are enough to ground him and remind him that you're his solace, his home…his best friend now.

Geto lies awake in his dimmed room after making sure the girls are asleep in theirs. He doesn't need to stay by their side anymore fighting the monsters for his adopted girls. They say they're ‘big girls’ now. It makes him smile how far he has come.

Thoughts of today's meeting with his best friend plays in his mind and also yours. He keeps thinking about how close Satoru must be with you and how much he loves you to be in a relationship with you after all the horrors of the jujutsu world.

His mind keeps replaying the memories of his time with Satoru when they were students. How he thought he'd know him forever, there wasn't any doubt but the future held something different for him which made them part ways.

Now you know everything about him, what happened and whatever's going on in his life, something Geto did in the past. His likes, dislikes, his new favourite cafe, new different choices. Suguru wondered, did Satoru change some of his preferences? Does he still like the same clothing brand? Or is his choice of sunglasses different now?

No matter how far Suguru's mind wanders, he can't stop the chain of thoughts. No answers to his pained questions. He knows he'll never get any answers, not anymore…not ever.

He chuckled bittersweetly to himself. He always wanted Satoru to move on even though they weren't in any kind of relationship but they were still best friends. He wanted him to find someone else knowing his friend deserves it all even though he doesn't show it.

But now Satoru has you, why is it hurting him?

You're his lover and he was just his friend…well best friend but he knows for sure you're now his best friend too.

A partner like you would play all the roles in Satoru's life, all the empty spaces were filled by you. You completed him, held him together after the world broke him and Suguru? What did he do to Satoru?

Gave his best friend a ptsd. He didn't mean to, of course. But now he has no way of going back nor does he want to.

He's sure of what he's doing right now. Not a single regret but what he regrets is letting go of his best mate. No more being the strongest together.

His heart clenched as he realises he's the one left behind. Now Satoru has you and he's only left with the lingering feeling of how different his life could be.

Geto chuckled bittersweetly trying to believe he didn't regret it. But deep down he knows he does and he'll have to live with this forever until his last breath.

A/n to geto: when you won the argument and successfully traumatized your best friend but he has a loving gf at home to comfort him.... you loose.

Dividers by: @hyuneskkami , @anitalenia

[jiarkives]

you’ll be safe here

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ summary — with you, he can just be himself. not the strongest jujutsu sorcerer, not the honored one, not anyone the world expected him to be.

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ content — hurt/comfort

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ notes — ending was kinda wack but it is what it is 🫣 also, the title is from an opm song

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From the moment he walked through the front door of your shared home, you knew something was wrong. The heavy sigh he let out as soon as he was inside was enough to tell you that, but there was more. So much more.

His blindfold was hanging loosely around his neck. His hair was unkempt and messy like he had run his fingers through them more times than he can count on both hands. His usually bright, blue eyes are dull, lacking the sparkle in them. And if you looked closely, you could see how his hands trembled.

“I’m home,” he greeted, his voice quiet and almost bland as he practically collapsed on the couch.

You did not speak, opting to sit beside him on the couch wordlessly, close enough for him to reach for you, but not close enough to touch him. You did not want to overwhelm him more than he already was. You wanted to go at his own pace.

After a few minutes of silence, you finally spoke, your voice still quiet, “Do you want to talk about it?”

He did not respond, the silence stretching out even longer, but you let him. You let him lay on the couch, almost unmoving when he finally spoke, “Can you hold me?”

It wasn’t the answer to your question, but it was an answer you were hoping for, so just as silently as you were since he got home, you moved closer to him slowly. You reached out tentatively, your fingers ghosting over his shoulder clad in his usual long sleeves before you finally, finally touched him. You rubbed his shoulders shortly before your arms snakes around his shoulders, pulling him closer to you.

His head immediately found its way to the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent before exhaling shakily, causing you to shiver slightly. Only when his face was burrowed deeply into your neck and he was hidden away from the world did he break.

His tears started falling silently at first, wetting your skin and your shirt. Then, his sobs followed almost immediately and soon enough, he was crying into your neck like the child he failed to be, while your arms wrapped around him tighter as you whispered assurances into his ear, like how a mother would to her child.

You let him cry everything out, biting your own tears back.

You did nothing but soothe him as he cried his heart out and you can only hope that his burdens were somehow eased with every tear that fell from his eyes.

And even when his tears had stopped and his cries were reduced to mere hiccups, you still held him tightly. You held him as you led him to your shared bedroom, into your bed. You held him as you laid on the bed, wide awake as he slept his worries away. You held him when the nightmares plagued his dreams, waking him up and sending him into tears yet again. You held him throughout the night until the sun rose above the horizon.

And when the new day arrived, only then did you let go. When the new day arrived, he never apologized for being vulnerable in front of you. He never did anymore. He never felt guilty for not being able to keep up with his usual façade around you anymore and you have never felt happier to know that he can truly feel safe around you.

[pupkashi]

This has been living rent free in my head.

Gojo's wife getting into trouble /causing mischief with his students. Causing all sorts of chaos with other classes.

EEEK YES HIS WIFE WOULD BE SO SILLY WITH THE FIRST YEARS ESPECIALLY 😭😭😭

i can picture you whispering with them at a table telling them all the hot gossip about the higher ups and the other teachers and then suddenly gojo is like

“hey guys !! what are you guys talking about :)” and y’all all just immediately are like “nothing haha not about nanami’s emo phase haha or your bad haircut during your first year haha or-” megumi smacks yuji to shut him up.

when they’re all training you’d bring them all snacks to keep them energized and motivate them by cheering them on, all of them smiling at you.

“when i buy them food they don’t smile at me like that” gojo pouts, pulling you into his side.

“aw baby, they just prefer me” you grin, kissing his lips and leaning your head on his shoulder.

the second years also love you <33 toge especially loves helping you pull pranks on the others, smiling and high fiving when they go to plan and you manage to pull it off.

maki thinks you’re so silly but admires you because you’re such a badass when you wanna be and you have gojo wrapped around your finger. the first time she saw you scold gojo she held her breath for you, shocked to see him sulking like a kicked puppy when you walked away from him.

the students just love having u around and anytime you’re near them they can feel the atmosphere lighten up and the tension dissolve with everyone of your jokes (good ones, as opposed to satoru’s terrible dad jokes).

[villainbait]

Little Love Affair (LINK)

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x fem!reader | Gojo Satoru x You

Tags: Fluff, fluffy sex, vanilla, semi-public sex, public sex, teasing, quickie, almost caught in the act, faculty room sex, school sex, loveseat sex, implied vague mention of cum eating, mentions of reader’s lingerie, creampie, canon gojo satoru behavior, if i ever write about condom usage call the cops, it means i’ve been kidnapped, PWP, Smut, Fluff and Smut

Summary:

“Eager today, aren’t you?” His tone was halfway to condescending and normally you’d bluff that you weren’t desperate for him just so he would work that much harder, but this time you couldn’t deny it. The moment Satoru slipped his hand between your thighs he’d know just how much you wanted him and the confession would spill from your lips how you had been aching all day for his text. You and Gojo Satoru get hot and heavy in the faculty room as a treat.

A/N: Just wanted to write something fluffy again before I go back to writing darkfic. ♥ Please enjoy.

[gojoscinnamonroll]

dating nerdy bf! gojo— everyone thinks your sweet little dork of a boyfriend is innocent, but little do they know how much of a horny freak he is, especially when you’re sitting on his lap in the library studying; his weakness.

you were too concentrated on jotting notes down to realize his hard length was poking you from underneath your skirt nor hear his breathing starting to become heavy until he moves your hair to the side and rasps in your ear, “baby…you look so beautiful when you’re focused.”

confused, you flip your head around to see your pathetic boyfriend in a complete haze– flushed cheeks, eyes full of hunger, lips glossy and red. “satoru, are you okay? need some water? a snack? we can take a bre–“ he cuts you off.

“no.” he breathed out, “what i need…” starting to grind up against your heat, “is to feel you around my cock.” groaning against your neck as his veiny hand snakes around the other side.

you can’t help but feel the slight warmth starting to take over your face once he begins grinding his aching dick back and forth against your throbbing cunt, the stimulation nearly bringing you over the edge until you realize the two of you were still in the library, bringing your shaky hand over your mouth to muffle your slight whimpers.

“toru, we can get introuble if someone catches us right now.” you quietly whine, “can we finish this first then we can go…” almost slipping out a moan when he bucks his hips into you even faster.

“no, can’t mmh wait, need you now.” he mewled out (almost) out loud, that you had to turn around to shush him with your hand and caught a glimpse of his fogged up, tilted eyeglasses almost falling off his face and his mouth dangling open.

the roll of his hips against you came to a halt as his body began to squirm underneath yours, his eyes rolling back and sweat starting to drip down the sides of his face as he pants again your hand, the tent in his pants now becoming a stained wet spot. “so sorry sweets i-“ profusely apologizing. you sigh and get up from his lap.

“yeah yeah, c’mon lets go before someone notices you stained your pants you nerd.”

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tags: @beanietopia @cuntphoric @alifromanotherworld @takumasimp @webism @yemmuisworld @xixflower

[chososcutie]

MAKE THAT PULL-OUT GAME WEAK!

synopsis❤︎: jjk men when they 'accidentally' cum inside..

featuring❤︎: gojo, toji, nanami, & choso

tags❤︎: fem!reader, unprotected sex, reverse cowgirl, premature ejaculations, breeding kink, praise, petnames, office sex, voyeurism, needy!men, submissiveness, slight dubcon

SATORU GOJO

“h-hah baby.. fuck!” satoru throws his head back, hips arching upward as you bounce on his cock reverse cowgirl style.

he looved this position for a variety of reasons, mostly because of the way your ass would move, reaching out to squeeze a handful of the soft, supple globes and watching as your pussy greedily swallowed every inch, slamming up and down on him repeatedly, echoing smacks! of skin on skin filling the room.

you had been going for quite some time now, your hips never faltering as satoru feels his taut stomach grow even achingly knottier, each heaving breath an effort as his eyes fall half-lidded.

“s-slow down.. mmph!” he moans as you pause, only to roll and gyrate your hips, cock molding your gummy insides perfectly as his thickened tip hits deep into your cervix, dragging swelteringly hot strokes back n’ forth as the sensitive veins lining his dick thump thump!

“such a biiig stretch..” you toss him a look over your shoulder, eyelashes lowered and fluttering, and your cheeks flushed. “feels s’good ‘toru..”

he closes his eyes briefly, the coil in his stomach tightening as your sticky thighs and dripping cunt hover over him and raise yourself up and down, riding him into oblivion with a mischievous little smile.

you knew what you were doing.

his hands come to your hips, helping you to bounce faster, feeling your pussy clamp tight before spasming, a slutty little moan drifting out of your mouth as you cream all over his cock, drenching him in honeyed slick. “mmph.. cumming, cumming..!”

and as your cunt tightens and clenches hard around him, until every ridge and vein of his is contoured to your warm, plush walls, it’s all too much.

“baby..! get off! get off!”

satoru tries to warn you desperately of his furiously fast-approaching orgasm, his cock throbbing deep into you, as he tries to hold off and lift you off him, but you’re too far gone, coming down from your own climax with euphoria.

he screws his eyes shut tightly, trying to last but then you wriggle your hips, wedging him deeper, pussy squeezing like a vice and it’s over.

endless spurts of ribbons n’ ribbons of creamy white pulse into you as steadily, satoru’s grip on your hips pins you down on top of him while he fills you up, a milky white ring forming around his base as he sucks in gasping heaves of breath.

you shudder, your voice coming out in a whine. “s’toru are you.. cumming?”

his cock is still drooling stringy wads as his answer comes strained and breathless. “fuck.. m’sorry baby. i couldn’t.. pull out.”

TOJI FUSHIGURO

“please doll.. need you s’bad.” rough palms slide up your stomach to cup your breasts, toji’s veiny, thickened tip bumping your entrance as he leans over you, jagged scar on his lip coming to brush your cheek gruffly as he pleads with you.

“b-but we don’t have an.. ah.. condom!” you manage to breathe, your body betraying you as it squirms and tries to align itself with toji’s round, pulsing cock head, smearing the sloshing slick of your cunt back n’ forth with a hoarse grunt.

“i can pull out.. heh.” his already sweaty forehead is pressed to yours, head drooping downward as he sucks in feverish breath after feverish breath, hips slightly grinding against the plush softness of your tummy for relief.

your legs part slightly, revealing the beads of shimmery sheen dripping from between your thighs, your need palpable from the way your puffy clit twitches and throbs. “o-okay.. just please.”

he chuckles lowly at the sight, voice catching in a slight growl as he slots himself between, heavy jumping cock resting against you.

he splays a big hand across your stomach, just above your belly button, and you feel him start to push in, chubbed inch by inch. “gonna feel me all the way here..” he pushes down slightly on the growing bulge steadily sheathing itself deep inside you.

you moan out something caught between a whimper and a plead, and with one sharp thrust, he buries himself to the hilt, bludgeony tip prodding into your cervix and heavy balls smacking against your ass.

and he’s already moving, one hand coming to your throat, holding you down as he ravages you, shamelessly throwing his head back and grunting.

you had never felt him raw before, and your glassy eyes rolled back at how every delicious vein, curve, and ridge of his cock was plummeting inside you, shaping your insides to fit him perfectly.

“ohh.. so mm’ fucking tight..” he growls softly, slamming his hips roughly into you, grip bruising as he hits your cushy, sweet spot repeatedly, watching your face contort in drunken pleasure, lascivious drool pouring out of your slacken jaw. “feels even better without a.. hah.. piece of rubber in the way.”

thick digits wander down to your puffy bud, rubbing slow circles as you squirm, whining how close you are, before all of a sudden, you’re cumming hard, absolutely drenching toji’s muscular lower abdominals in your squirt, his nasty hips reeling back before suddenly pausing.

“did you jus’..” he shudders, hips twitching frantically as he begins to pull out, but he’s too slow as his sudden orgasm washes over him all at once, hot, sweltering gushes of seed that fill you to the very brim of your overstuffed cunt, so much pouring out in creamy sheens, it has your stomach bulging and sloshing with it all.

“toooji..” you whine, peering at how gooey wads of white dribble down your thighs messily, clearly not having pulled out.

and still cumming, he looks up at you sheepishly with glossy eyes.

"wan' be a pretty mama, doll? 'cause you just might be after this.."

KENTO NANAMI

nanami was a practical man, he worked hard at his office, he was sweet to you even during intimacy, his hands were always gentle and composed, and he definitely didn’t forget protection.

but that all went out the window the second you, his pretty wife came to visit him at his office, bringing along a special lunch you had cooked just for him, knowing how stressed and overworked your poor husband was.

and a few minutes later, with his sloppy hips pistoning in and out of you, and your tits pressed harshly against his desk with your cheek squished against his neatly stacked paperwork, it turned out he was hungry for something else..

“got all dolled up jus’ f’me?” he coos softly, slamming his reddened cock, blushing and beading pearly precum at the tip in n’ out roughly, your skirt and panties bunched up at your waist carelessly, visible to anyone who walks by kento’s office.

but he doesn’t seem to care, usually neatly trimmed blonde hair sticking to his forehead sweatily, plunging himself so deep into you, you swear you can feel him all the way in your throat, a dumb little fucked-out expression on your face as you cling onto the rattling desk for dear life, back arched so sluttily as his hands grasp tightly onto your hips, rolling you back n' forth onto his cock, you're surprised no one else hears the filthily wet noises echoing throughout the office.

“darling, i might have to pull out..” he sucks in gasping heaves of breath, brows knitting together almost painfully as he tries to hold off his oncoming orgasm, placing his hands on your hips gently to slide himself out of your gummy warmth, much to your dismay.

“w-wait, m’so closeee!” you whine, backing up steadily into him to suck in more of his fat cock. “just a lil’ longer, c’mon..”

and oh, who was nanami to say no to his darling wife?

with a winding tightness in his stomach, he fucks into you harder, hips slapping against you with every thrust, until you’re whining, messy tears spilling from your eyes as your scorching hot walls clamp so tight around him, he couldn’t pull out if he tried.

and then you’re cumming, your pussy drooling your saturated shimmery essence, and fluttering around nanami’s sensitive, twitching dick.

“honey.. ngh!”

and that’s all he can say, before he’s absolutely dumping loads n’ loads of sticky white seed into your clamping pussy, euphoria overtaking his senses as he drills his cock deeper, forcing you to take every last drop.

"fuck sweetheart!" he curses low as his hips snap ferally into yours, unable to stop the copious amounts of hot white cum he's endlessly spurting into you, your traitorous cunt milking him for all he's worth as you squeak in surprise.

"kentooo.." you watch his milky dredges drip! drip! drip! out of your messy, sloppy pussy, folds stickily glued together, as his hand comes almost reverently to push on the little bump in your stomach, watching in awe as all of his creamy ropes instantly gush out of you generously.

"sorry honey.." his voice is raspy, strained, but his eyes are heavy-lidded and filled with desire. "but this makes me think.. wan' have a baby?"

CHOSO KAMO

your plushy thighs sprawl apart under the frantically panting man above you, practically ripping your panties off as he nuzzles his cock between your thighs, humping softly with needy little tears pricking at his dark, fluttering lashes.

“i knooow i didn’t bring a condom..” he whines, thick leaky member pulsating steadily in between you, thickened mushroomy head ever so slightly bumping the entrance of your pussy as he pleads.

"buut i'll be good, swear! m'gonna.. hah.. pull out! please just let me.."

his dick nestles itself in between your sappy sticky folds, choso's hips rutting animalistically back n' forth between them, barely restraining himself from just plunging into your hot, gooey walls right then and there.

"s'okay cho.." you whisper, stroking through his messy black space buns and tugging slightly, causing a whine to leave his throat. "just fuck me."

instantly his hands are fumbling to wrap around your waist, as he sloowly pushes himself in, groaning at your tight clamping muscles of resistance as you squeeze around him tightly.

you had always used protection, so the feeling of him going in raw was completely unlike anything you'd ever felt before.

every throbbing vein, pulsing ridge, and his hot bulbous tip pressed directly into your cervix is magnified, making the room hot n' humid, choso's feverish forehead dropping onto yours with a pathetic little moan.

experimentally, he pulls out until only the tip is inside you before slamming himself back in harshly, the wet sound of skin on skin echoing as he quickly finds a pace, fucking you roughly, with your legs intertwined behind his back.

you moan softly as his hefty balls slap into your ass with every thrust, tits pressed against his sweaty bare chest only heightening your sensations until you're so close to cumming, you can taste it, your vision starting to blacken at the corners.

choso is close too, obviously not able to last very long with the feeling of your bare pussy wrapped around him like a vice, his grunts turning breathier and needier as he feels his stomach go taut.

and just as he's about to regretfully pull out of your warm, welcoming cunt, you squeal, legs tightening around his back and effectively trapping him as you gush all over his poor, sensitive cock, stringy drools of your slick running down all along your thighs messily.

"uungh..! baby! baby open your legs!" he tries to get out, but he's barely able to finish the last word before he's absolutely spurting heaps of buttery seed, unable to stop as he shudders, hips stuttering and bucking into you sloppily.

you have a cute little flushed look on your face as you come down from your high, staring at where you two are connected, and watching choso's hot, slithery ropes seep out of you steadily with a little giggle.

you shift, widening your legs as you press a kiss to his nose. "s'okay cho, i'm on the pill."

he lets out a shameless whimper, throwing his head back as his hips press further into you. "that's good 'cause m'still cumming.."

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[gojosluut]

Turning around on your other side facing Satoru, you poke his muscular back with your index finger. Making his back arch a bit, as he turns his head around to look at you with a confused sleepy face.

“what was that for?” he rasps, sleep still lacing in his voice.

“can you lay on top of me..? like on my back..?” you whisper, your eyes peering up at his tired blue ones.

“…”

“…”

“…you want me to do what?” he asks sitting up more to get a better look at you. His face now outright confused.

“..I want you to lay on top of me!! like crush me with your body!” You whine, your hand now laced around his muscular bicep, gently shaking him from side to side.

Satoru sighs a small smirk on his lips. “fine, fine.. lay down on your stomach.” He says softly. You smile up at him before flipping onto your stomach, your face going into your soft pillow. laying in a pencil like position.

He turns over more lifting the covers up as he goes to his knees, before laying ontop of you. Laying his entire weight on your back, he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck.

You sigh softly with content, feeling his entire weight on you. Turning your face slightly to the side having a lazily smile on your lips. “mm now i’m comfortable..” you mumble sleepily, all Satoru can do is chuckle lightly into the crook of your neck.

“why am I crushing you again?” He murmurs into your soft skin.

“becauseeee you’re like my personal heating pad for my period cramps,” you mumble out. As your eyes droop shut. Satoru sighs smiling, shaking his head lightly.

“weirdo..” he mumbles before drifting off back to sleep. with his body quite literally covering yours completely, your period cramps dissolving as his warmth and the pressure of his body soothing the pain entirely.

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[nanamisgirly]

feed back and reblogs are always appreciated my girliees <333

part.2 part.3

virgin!nerdjo who pulled a total certified baddie in college by being…himself.

awkward, dorky, too tall for his own good, always pushing up those stupid glasses with ink-stained fingers— it was him. somehow, you wanted him. he doesn't understand how he got so lucky, but he's not about to question it. 

virgin!nerdjo got one mission : being good to you. especially in bed. because when you kissed him for the first time, straddling his lap, grinding that perfect little body against him, he nearly came in his pants. he gripped your waist a little too tight to keep you from moving too much. it's humiliating how quickly he was about to fold, how his cock throbs desperately just from the heat of you.

virgin!nerdjo isn't completely clueless—he's read about sex, heard about it, he's not that innocent. but knowing and doing are two completely different things. and he realized it the second you grinded on him. he damn near whimpered. bit down hard on his lip to swallow it back.

virgin!nerdjo needs to learn. he thinks porn might help—big mistake. it's all so…aggressive. male-centered. nothing about it feels right. he watches a few clips, cringing the entire time, then slams his laptop shut and scrubs a hand down his face. he should have listened when geto used to go on and on about his exploits. should have paid attention instead of rolling his eyes and tuning him out.

so he does what he does best. he researches. virgin!nerdjo orders a book called ‘The Art of Female Pleasure.’ and the moment it arrives, he's on it. glasses slipping down his nose, hunched over the pages, absorbing every word like it's the most important text he's ever studied. he dedicates days to this. nights. rereads passages, highlights sections. he doesn't just want to be good. he wants to be perfect. because you're a baddie��a pro— and he's so fucking lucky. what if you jump on him any time soon and he's still not ready? that idea terrifies him.

virgin!nerdjo gets so into it that he even starts to scroll through forums. he reads firsthand experiences, studying anatomy diagrams until his face is burning and his cock is achingly hard beneath the sheets. because it's not just learning, it's imagining.

virgin!nerdjo who imagines you underneath him, pretty lips parted in gasps, legs spread as he slides his fingers over you just like the book describes. he imagines how wet you'd get if he did everything right. if he took his time, kissed his way down your body, licked into you like he's read—slow, deep, deliberate. he wonders if you'd tug on his hair, if you'd cry out his name, if you'd shake when you come, thighs squeezing around his head—

fuck. horny thoughts took over him as he bucks up into nothing. he wants it. so bad. 

and the next time you're kissing, you instantly notice how his hands get bolder, slipping under your shirt, trailing fire down your spine. how he suddenly knows excatly where to touch, where to squeeze, when to roll his hips just right—letting you feel the size of him, the hard, thick heat pressing up against you. you break the kiss, breathless. “since when do you do all that?”

virgin!nerdjo swallows thickly, ears burning red. “…i've been studying.”

૮꒰⸝⸝> - <⸝⸝꒱ა☆⋆。

for @miscellaneous-misty

[longlostaccount]

Smash or Pass

✦ characters : Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Toji Fushiguro, Choso Kamo, Sukuna Ryomen, Takuma Ino {oh yeah I added two rando FLUFF Akito Shinonome texts because I tried doing PJSK smaus but it flop, BADLY}

✦ warnings : SUGGESTIVE ASF {a lil fluff?} , pure crack , cusses, PRE-RELATIONSHIP

✦ A/N : GUYS IM ALIVE

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[frid4y]

"just one feel, please! I won't ask again, I promise!"

that was the agitating sound of satoru's desperate plea to feel your tits. crazy, I know! yet his persistence is admirable. but you would never give in! even if he has been asking for days.

but satoru doesn't see it that way. he thinks he weighing you down, he knows it. just a some more convincing and begging, and his pretty little roommate will give in! and there's no way you couldn't want him to, especially with how your casually wearing no bra in front of his prying eyes.

"satoru, for the millionth time. no! there are so many girls on campus who would let you squeeze their boobs. i'm not one of them, give up!" for some reason, your annoyance only pushes him to try harder.

"it's for good luck! i have an exam today, i swear i'll never ask again!" satoru shines his big blue eyes at you and pouts, plopping down right next to you on the large couch. he pokes your arm impatiently, his gaze occasionally averting to the slight bounce of your chest. fuck, he's determined.

but you stay strong, your no's firm. until your sick of hearing "please" over and over again. especially coming from satoru's whiny little voice. "holy shit, fine satoru! if it'll get you to shut the fuck up. fine." you reluctantly give in. anything to get him to be quiet, right?

his eyes light up, his hands moving faster than his mind. suddenly, your laid on your back on the couch, satoru's large figure huddled over you. he immediately pushes up your tank top, his brain short circuiting as he stares at your tits. the first instinct running through him is to take your nipples in his mouth, suck on them until they're swollen. but he doesn't think that's on the agenda today, so he'll wait until his next opportunity.

satoru's large hand reaches out and brushes his thumb over the bud making you gasp softly. he wants more, he needs to hear that again. his other hand reaches out and pinches your nipple, before both of his hands squeeze each of your boobs, kneading and squeezing the flesh.

satoru watches how your lips part in pleasure, your head tilted back slightly. a surge of desire fuels him and he feels his cock stiffen in his pants, along with the growing urge to run his tongue along his—your perfect tits. "o-okay, that's it satoru. you said one feel!" you whine, trying to peel his hands away with all your strength, but he doesn't wanna let go.

"wait! hold on, just a little bit longer! they're just so pretty—can i just suck 'em!" he pleads again, almost drooling at the thought. you groan, such a fucking perv. yet, even if you wanted to deny that his touch felt off, it didn't, if anything, you enjoyed it.

"let go and I'll think about it." and that was all you needed to say to get satoru back on his best behavior and he'll be waiting for his next chance, even if it means begging again.

[cuntphoric]

satoru gojo p✰rn links .ᐟ

gojo's tongue is mean, rough against you as he's got no patience to take it slow. the blindfold stays on, that hungry look never leaving his face as his fingers and tongue dig into your folds.

gojo just loves grinding against you, his cock sliding between your folds, already slick with your arousal. you can see the way he pushes in, the fast thrusts as he fucks you.

idk what you want me to say, but gojo just LOVES having his finger(s) in you, fucking it into you though.

gojo is all over your tits, mouth greedy as he kisses and suckles, flicking and biting. he shows you just how much he loves them.

gojo's pathetic, so fucking submissive as he gets a handjob, his breath ragged. the oil just makes it worse, slick and messy as you straddle his face, riding it slowly.

gojo's hands are slick with oil, loving the way it makes everything feel so much smoother as he works over your tits. he massages them with a desperate need, his eyes glued to the way the oil glistens - so what if he loves oiling your pretty bod up?

you grip gojo firmly from the behind. with slick strokes, you give him a mean handjob, his body tense and desperate as you work him over, each pull making him whimper and groans.

FINALLY it's the girls eating the guys asses out. so sweet.

he's groaning, his head thrown back as your sweet words slips from your lips, each sweet word making him laugh and shiver. he can't help but laugh between gasps, loving how you have him wrapped around your hand. literally.

you're torturing him with his own cock, your hand tight and teasing as he whimpers uncontrollably. gojo's desperate, his breath shaky, begging you to stop overstimulating him. he's a mess, groaning and twitching. but that's what you wanted, right?

thank you @webism for making the divider, love you abby ! trust i WILL be using the other ones 💗💗

[xazse]

Loser!Gojo with a long distance girlfriend he finally gets to meet and goes mad.

Loser!Satoru really can’t believe he’s managed to even get a girlfriend let alone an online relationship, he met you on an old game barely anyone plays and instantly clicked with you, you shared the same nerdy interests with things like monsters and magic.

His days with you are spent calling and texting for hours on end, he’ll spend his entire day just sitting on the phone talking about absolutely nothing with you! He loves it so much! It’s to the point where he’ll oversleep from being up all night and miss a lecture, you always scold him for not setting alarms.

Things start innocent and cute at first then you both get needy, the phone calls get nastier and nastier, with you sending him some of the raunchier photos of yourself, he fucking loves it. He’s a loaded dude so sending you some money to buy the next “it” lingerie is absolutely worth it in his opinion.

He’ll almost always in return send you videos of him pathetically jerking off his cock and whining so girlishly into the phone about what you do to him and what he’s going to do to you when he gets his hands on you.

The phone sex is downright sinful: it just exists of nasty squelching noises; you making sure Satoru can hear how wet he makes you and vise versa with him.

It gets to the point where he literally flies out to see you, he needs you in his embrace immediately and so damn badly, he’s straining in his pants thinking about your cute self.

When you see him, you figure out how really awkward he is, you have to carry the conversations but you don’t mind at all! It’s so cute seeing him stutter in your presence trying to formulate a sentence.

That night you two really can’t wait, fucking each other the same day you finally see one another is needed.

Satoru fucks you like he doesn’t even know you, his cock filts inside you so fucking nicely, he’s not big but he makes up for it with his speed and the way he’s perfectly hitting that sweet spot inside of you. You’re practically dripping and gripping his cock no not practically: you are.

As much as he tries to put on a big front while destroying you, you know he’s just a sensitive thing that’s holding his orgasm for you, it’s not long before he’s cumming into the condom with a drawn out groan before you. He gets hard again pretty quickly and after a quick pause he pushes inside your cunt again, wanting to do it all over again.

He also tries his hardest to not drool all over your neck, he doesn’t want to embarrass himself!

[tvgals]

p!links!

this is choso after you two have been sexting for the past couple days while he was out on a mission. he missed your tits so bad :(

this is what toji sends you after you refused to join him for a bath. it’s safe to say you and toji now love cold bath water.

this is what happens to nanami after you left him so needy this morning, he had to resort to sniffing your scent off of your pillows, poor baby.

this is how suguru punishes you. you’ve been mouthing off to him all day, you even pulled his hair a couple times to tease him, but now you’re bent over his lap in submission.

this is how sukuna fucks you after you voiced your jealousy to him. he’s so upset that after all this time, you could even THINK of him with another woman.

and this is you and satoru after a long day at work. you two have been leaving teasing messages around all day, and now that you two are together, you can’t stop.

[lilaccmilk]

ok but think about….men who get carried away when they kiss you. their breathing gets heavier, grip gets harder, and suddenly they cannot let go of your lips.

Pulling you back into them if you even think about pulling away. Air? Who is she? They kiss you like you’re the last breath of air on earth, kissing you like they’ve been drowning forever, and you’re the first gasp of air breaking through their lungs—a desperate, consuming need.

Their hands roaming over your body, keeping you in place, keeping you agonizingly close. You know that it will bruise, but you don’t mind. How can you when they’re kissing you with such fervor? You try and make some distance, but all you get is a warning nip in your lower lip. But oh, when their hands reach your face, they hold you so tenderly, like you’re a dream they’re afraid to let slip away.

And when it gets too much—their teeth pulling your lips, chasing after you in a guttural groan, you try to pull away. To just breathe, even if it’s for a second. But as soon as you do that they dive back in, pulling you flush against them, almost whimpering, mindless babbles.

“no no, no. pretty you don’t get to do that, don’t go away. come back here. i’m so, so fucking lucky to have you. so sweet, you’re so sweet for me.”

And then they finally pull away, a saccharine string of saliva connecting your lips to theirs. It’s honestly filthy, but all you can think about is breathing, and you’re breathing them in, their scent clouding your senses. Their forehead resting against yours and then they smile. They smile as if they haven’t completely mushed your thoughts.

“I love you, pretty girl.”

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Narrow the gap between you and me Our breath briefly touches, true up Faster in this sweet space- Taste // Lee Know, Felix, Hyunjin

Yuji Itadori, Yuta Okkotsu, Satoru Gojo, Rafayel & Sylus (L&DS), Ken Sato + your favs!

also: merman boyfriend (because duh.)

[arminsumi]

ㅤ★ ONETWOTHREEFOUR — MAX!

... bully!Gojo loves fucking you in the bathroom stall, turning his creampies into whipped cream inside you. But you know what else he loves? Plugging you up with a vibrator and surprising you by turning it on mid-lecture — and passing the control over to his best friend.

ㅤ★ requested by anon / promptlist

ㅤ★ cws; strictly no under 18s, smut, unprotected sex, rough sex, secret public sex/nearly caught (poor confused Choso just getting moaned at), multiple orgasms/creampies, remote toy control, Suguru gets passed the remote, dirty talk, some spanking/ass slapping

There's just no way he can reach your little hole without bending his knees — and still you have to be poised on your tippy toes to let him fuck you.

Body shuddering with your hands splayed against the bathroom stall's pretty pink wall, your skirt fisted in his big hands and your thong pushed to the side of your puffy lips, bully!Gojo thrusts into your poor overused pussy 'till she cries, 'till she gushes, 'till he groans and releases another cumload against your cervix, 'till he turns his creampies into whipped cream.

Sure, his cockhead is oversensitive from plunging into your wet walls, and his balls are sore from slapping into your poor puffy clit for creampie after creampie, and yeah, there's cum dripping down the front of his thighs— but he's fucking you to put you in your place. And with how addicted he is to the feeling of being inside you, getting his pretty pink cock hugged tight by your walls, he just can't stop now.

His hips practically move on their own. His cock keeps telling him not to pull out just yet — it's telling him let's let her have it.

In mock affection, he presses his sweaty cheek against your forehead, white wispy bangs sticking to your skin, eyes glued to your jiggling breasts, big hand coming down to rub your clit. "Insensitive, huh?" he asks in a dangerous coo, "I'll show ya how fucking insensitive I can be." and with that, he's frantically massaging circles on your super fucking sensitive clit.

"Ah! Fuck! T-t-toruuu, I'm sorry! I didn't even mean it, I was just a-angryyy!" you sob out, feeling his mean cockhead rubbing sweet spots deep inside you.

His clit rubbing is ruthless, and he's a messy boy you know he doesn't care that his fingers and palm are coated with your slick.

"Nah, you meant it." he grunts back, blue eyes piercing you with a glare, hips pounding into you from the back, muscles twitchy 'n tensing, "Now stay still 'n take it. I told'ya I was gonna fuck that attitude out of ya, didn't I?"

You let out a strangled moan at his words, nearly going limp against the shuddering bathroom stall's wall. Satoru presses your head against it, smushing your cheek, getting rougher by the second.

He's still tightly fisting your skirt in his hand, other hand sometimes tugging harshly on your pathetically tiny thong — the one he told you to wear today, or else he's gonna throw one of his spoiled rich boy tantrums. He can't resist groping at your soft ass and spreading your ruby red smacked cheeks wide.

Satoru momentarily stills inside you, choking you up with how deep he chooses to keep his throbbing cock, and then he repositions himself; sharp polished black shoes clicking as he spreads his long legs further apart.

"New angle, hope ya like it." he jokes, angling his cock so it curves right against the gummy roof of your pussy, right against that spot.

"Oh fuck!" you cry out when he starts pounding up into your hole, nearly lifting you off your feet with the force of each thrust, makin' your sweaty body jiggle erotically.

He watches you widen your eyes when his cock hits a sweet spot just right, the one that makes your eyes twitch in pleasure 'n your knees buckle.

You're gushing around him, totally soaking his length, pussy too full of his gooey creampies 'n now they're leaking out and running down your thighs.

His cock hits that damn sweet spot again, with more precision than before.

"Oh fuck, fuck! Right there! Fuck me right there, 'Toru!" you chokingly moan, feeling a shockwave of pleasure pulse from your pussy to every point in your body.

"Damn, chill." he chuckles.

Chill? Of course he'd say that while he's fucking you like he's trying to get you cockdrunk. He's pounding into your gummy walls 'n rubbing your clit with this hate-fueled determination.

All you did was talk back to him in class. Just a cutesy little snide remark. You thought it would turn him on. Well, it did turn him on — it also turned his gaze cold and wiped the smirk off his face. Two things that sent shivers down your spine.

Oh, I'm fucked.

The way he leaned back and hummed had your pussy twitching, already getting wet at the thought of what he was gonna do to put you back in your place.

Whiiich brings us back to the last bathroom stall of the men's bathroom, the stall in which your bully is fucking up your guts and turning you into his personal cocksleeve.

He's close, you can tell because that's when his steady, deep strokes slow and he takes two inches out so he can rub annoyingly back and forth across his favorite ridge inside your pussy. And his tell-tale signs? Choppy breathing, brows twisted together, tightened grip on your body, 'n he's got this psychotic smile forming on his face which he likes to press against your sweaty forehead to let ya know how much he's enjoying bullying you.

Just feeling all his cum getting fucked out of your quivering hole makes you want to cum again. It's almost scary. What if you fall apart? You might even scream this time. Nah, who cares honestly? You can't control how your walls squeeze his cock now even though he bitterly scolds you for being too tight, too tiny to take him all.

You can hardly hear the nasty vocabulary he's using on you, 'cause you're too fucked-out on his thick cock, not even caring if the squelching sounds and choking moans escape under the door and echo down your college's corridors. Even if anyone barged in, Satoru would probably just do what he did last week — when someone barged into the spare room while he was in heat 'n balls deep in your pussy — tell 'em to fuck off.

"Fuck me." Satoru groans, "That hot little pussy 's gonna make me cum... 'm gonna cum... gonna fill you up... ahah... fuck."

He's just the type to giggle during the buildup to his orgasm. It sounds almost psychotic — yeah, you knew from day one that he's crazy and his cock is crazy.

His cock gets hotter, then it bursts with thick ropes of cum once again. The both of you savor in the feeling. It's in the aftershocks of his orgasm that Satoru wonders if he's actually falling in love with you.

Then he snaps-to.

"Shit, you're a fucking mess." Satoru grins almost sadistically, sweating like crazy under his uniform.

You're just shivering against the wall as he eases his cum-coated cock out your pussy, sliding past your folds. Cheek smushed against the wall, face looking like you just saw heaven for an hour, you're relishing the buzzy afterglow of getting fucked dumb by your bully.

His hard slap on your ass brings you back to reality. You hear the sound of him pulling his pants up his long legs, dragging up his zipper. The click of his button. Then he plants another hard slap on your stinging cheek.

You groan, teasingly wiggling your cum-filled pussy, feeling his big hands groping the plush of your cheek and spreading it to reveal your twitchy holes — and he just keeps grinning, watching his seed ooze out 'n drip down your pretty thighs — those thighs that are the reason he chased you in the first place.

You'd think he's looking at the Mona Lisa with how he marvels at the sight — but nah, it's just his white, gooey creampies smeared across your lips and inner thighs. "Aw, don't let it drip out or 'm gonna need to plug ya up..."

Trembling, you listen to him unzipping his backpack and rifling around. "What d'you mean?" you ask, looking back at him with a dazed afterglow on your face, but when you do he's already sliding something into your pussy.

"Ahhh, fuck!" you squirm, feeling that hot pink toy push inside and stretch open your cum-soaked walls again. "I'm so tired, gimmie a break!"

"Relaaax, it's just to plug ya up..." he grins mischievously.

"Oh... o-okay... if you say so."

Oh, but what a liar he is.

It's ten minutes after you and him cleaned up and scurried off to your class and took your seats.

Shit — late again. You curse Satoru and his dummy big cock as you settle down.

... then you feel something start to buzz inside you.

"Oh!?" you let out a small gasp.

Vibrations against your sweet spots make your eyes flicker. Your filled pussy freaks out, spasming and twitching like crazy around the toy.

You give a glare of disbelief back at Satoru, who sat two rows behind and above you — duh, so he could always get a nice view of your breasts.

He sees you. He smirks. He raises a pink little controller shaped like a flat egg, and tauntingly shakes it in his hand before clicking a button.

One notch up.

"Nn!" you tighten around the toy.

He watches you freak out from afar, his sweaty face contorting into a diabolically naughty smirk.

Two notches up. Three notches. Off. Onetwothreefour — you gulp and smack the desk — earning a look from your seatmate, Choso.

The toy temporarily turns off.

"... sorry, this question is just so frustrating." you apologize, playing off your random desk smack.

"Yeah, tell me about it. I'm failing this class for sure."

"S-same, honestly." you reply shakily, soothingly rubbing up and down your clenched thighs.

You text Satoru with fervency.

You

'just a plug' my ass! wtf is this thing!

Toru

lol 🍑🔜 and chill... it's just a lil something i picked up for ya

You

ur the devil. i hate u.

Toru

ur hurting my feelings 🥺

Onetwothreefour — max!

"Fuck...!" you gasp again, feeling a dizzy rush as the toy buzzes at max deep inside your pussy.

Choso gives you a concerned side-glance.

"Sounds like you're really having a rough day." he jokes.

You look at him. He's sitting pretty close.

"You have no ideaaaaaahhhhhhh~" you moan back, accidentally cumming right there in front of your classmate.

Immediately clapping your hand over your mouth, you blink at him. Oh no... you just orgasmically moaned against poor, confused Choso's face.

His eyes widen. He blinks. " H u h ? "

Satoru sees this and slides down in his seat, holding in his laughter behind a toothy smile, pearly whites all on display. Now his best friend gives him a look.

"Satoru..." Suguru sighs, catching onto what was happening. "Give the girl a break."

"You wanna try?" he offers Suguru the remote control.

Suguru looks at it. He looks at you, then Satoru, then the toy... and takes it into his hand and chuckles with his best friend behind their textbooks, clicking it to a new pattern.

You just twitch your eyes and then shut them in pleasure, cursing the both of them in your mind while you feel your thighs tremble and feel the toy pulsing. Your pussy squeezes the pink silicone.

And you can hear those dastardly best friends giggling behind your back, watching you wiggle in pleasure, trying to contain your moans. Every time you glance back at them, Satoru makes mocking ahegao faces at you. Suguru just smirks and continues to play with the vibrator.

Oh, you were definitely gonna get 'em back for this.

© 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢

𝐓𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠! 💗