#jujutsu kaisen x

[rissouu]

bully!gojo who made your college experience a living hell. anytime he saw you walking down the crowded halls best believe your books and anything else in hand was thrown to the floor. don’t even think about asking why he did it because he didn’t even know himself.

“seriously gojo?” you looked at him with a broken frown, tears threatening to fall as you fished to pick your books up. “im already having a shitty day, do you always have to make it worse?”

your words hit him a little harder than intended. it’s not like he meant to be such a pain in your ass, but how else would he get a word out of you?

he cornered you near the dorms one time, you’d thought he was going to attack you or something. so imagine your surprise when the satoru gojo asked you out instead..

he told you about the true reasons he targeted you, and how it was all an act because he was too much of a wuss to communicate. hell, he even told you about all the guys he ran off when they got too close to you.

but that was 6 years ago— now you laid in his bed with an 20-carat diamond ring on your finger, and two toddlers latching onto the warmth of your leg.

drool dripped down the sides of your husband’s mouth, leaking onto your neck as he slept soundly on your chest. gojo was so pretty when he slept that you almost couldn’t believe he was real sometimes.

you planted soft kisses on his cheek, maybe three (or four).. who knows. when it came to gojo everything was irresistible, you realized you might’ve been just as obsessed as he was.

bully!gojo who was never really your bully, but rather your shy secret admirer.

[ink-perfect]

thinking about toji and the way he hypes you up like it’s his full-time job, benefits and all.

he’s not the loud, overly enthusiastic type—no cheering or over-the-top confessions. nah, toji's style is smoother, more suave, but no less impactful. he’s the guy leaning against the wall, arms crossed, watching you do your thing with a look that says yeah, that’s my baby.

when you’re nervous about something, from a big presentation to even just picking out an outfit to go out, he’s right there with his low, gravelly reassurance. "you got this. you’re better than all those other scrubs combined.”

and when you do kill it—like he knew you would—he’s the first to smirk, to drop that deep chuckle and say something maddeningly cocky like, “told ya. nobody got nothin' on my girl.”

and it’s not just when you do things right either. you can mess up and he won't even let you notice. burned your toast? “eh, crunchy’s better anyway.” tripped over your own feet? “sick moves, ma.”

and his favourite is when you're trying on clothes in front of him. “turn around...yeah, that’s the one, honey. you’re dangerous in that.”

he notices everything, even when you think he doesn’t. and when he says something about how you light up a room or make things look easy, it’s not flattery. it’s fact, at least the way he sees it. and if you dare to call him out for making you flustered? “tch. quit whining, dumbass. i'm just tellin' it like it is—you’re seriously a damn angel or something.”

because toji might not say “i love you” all the time, but in the way he's always by your side, making you feel like you’re unstoppable? yeah, it’s written all over him.

© 𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓; est 2024.

[digitalwavemedia]

Teaching A Choso How To Love! Crimson Chains A Jujutsu Kaisen Dating Sim...

[bellabean24]

Thinking about how after your encounter with Cowboy!Toji Fushiguro you take his number per his request and call him when you are at a bar and lonely

After about 15 minutes Cowboy!Toji Fushiguro shows up to the bar in his light brownish button up shirt with the top two button unbuttoned, tucked into his dark blue jeans with his big ole concho belt wrapped around him and his brown cowboy hat.

Thinking about how Cowboy!Toji Fushiguro spots you from across the room sitting at the bar in your cute outfit. He takes long strides to you ignoring the women and some men that stare, his only focus is you.

Think about how Cowboy!Toji Fushiguro greets you by coming up behind you and putting his hands on your hips, and bends down till his mouth is lined up with your ear and whispers, “Hi sweetheart miss me” you jump at the sudden contact and turn your body and come face to face with the man that has completely taken over your mind for the past week.

Think about how Cowboy!Toji Fushiguro orders you another drink before asking if you wanna get out of here and come home with him, and you agree with lust in your eyes.

Thinking about when you arrive at Cowboy!Toji Fushiguro house, he pushes you up against the door spreading kisses along your neck to your chest. “Come with me to my room doll” his thick country accent whispers to you as he drags you to his bedroom.

©Bella2023

[suhjihanma]

Bitterness loves Sweetness

☕️Word count: 1,115 words ☕️Pairing: Geto Suguru / Female!Reader ☕️Warning/Content: "Daddy" kink, mentions and implication of black female reader, slight fluff along with bantering, heavy implications of foreplay, slight mentions of dirty talk. ☕️Author's Note: I feel like this is one of my tamer ones in this series of writing, Jujutsu Kaisen. Also, it's been a minute since I wrote something for my sister readers. Anyone can read this but, keep in mind that the reader insert is a black female. The recent chapter leaks really left me in shambles. (Also, I had @kazushawty as inspiration for this small piece. Go read her scenarios. They are amazing.) “Good morning.” That familiar voice dipped within smoothness reached your ears as his hair strands fell against your warm cheeks that hid itself in your finely maintained braids. The tickling of your cheeks made you shift from your seat and turn to the man who was showing off a gentle smile.   You showed off a gentle smile in return while blowing off the steam from your coffee cup, enjoying the heat that pressed against the palm of your hands. Bringing the cup to your lips, the rich, strong aroma of the drink engulfed your senses. From every sip, the bitterness and sweetness of the drink made you want to give your best compliments to the man above you. Before, you were skeptical about how little cream or sugar he would use in a woman’s coffee. Now, you were simply praising him. 

“I’m surprised.” You voiced your expression while not returning the greeting. “I thought you would mess it up like last time.” An airish chuckle escaped from your lips as you continued to drink from the cup, slightly ignoring the fact that you almost choked from your drink. You placed the cup on the table and looked at him with an annoyed expression, both eyebrows scrunched with a scowling face.  

“There are things I want you to choke on, and coffee is one of things I expected last.” Suguru chuckled as he continued to his hands against one of your legs. Seeing a small drop of coffee that ran across your leg, he then looks up to see a small dribble of coffee that formed across the corner of your lips. You noticed his face became closer to yours and with such a quick motion, you felt something warm with slight bumps going across your lips. A familiar drag came across your skin that you couldn’t help but to let out a whimper underneath your breath. Suguru must have noticed, because that familiar smile now turned into a slightly devious smirk.  

Collecting the stained trail across your soft lips, his lips pressed gently against the top of yours. The taste of faint espresso mixed with the sugar contents made you want to bask in this kiss until the sun fully rises. 

 Dawn has broken, and yet the sun isn’t fully set in the sky as of yet.  

“I didn’t need no comedian.” You retorted against his lips, not trying to heed Suguru’s banters early in the morning. Suguru continued to laugh while hearing your muffled response. The gentleness of his rumbling laugh, the lingering aroma of coffee grounds circling the kitchen, the blowing heat that came from the heater to the chilliness that came from outside now finds itself indoors. Everything that made itself present was nothing more than a peaceful morning. Mornings that can be considered loving one another, getting into trite arguments, and finding yourself bent across a table counter while chaste-like kisses are placed against your softened skin. For whatever higher being there is, you hope and pray that you have more days like this.  

Days where you can just be the woman that you are around Suguru. 

 If having the powers of a mind reader, you wish you could read his mind. Does Suguru want the same as you? Nevertheless, the lingering question became answered as you felt a gentle touch of fingers trace along the clothed folds of your panties. It is as if his fingers were making you fall into a trance as you tilted your head back from the sudden bliss of his touch. The silken braids that Suguru admired had now fallen back from your head, some strands touching an open part of his sensitive thighs, without care the ends danced across his skin.  

“And I didn’t need no backtalk.” The gentle voice you grew to know now became laced with slight authority as Suguru whispered in your ear, biting at the sensitive cartilage while still tracing his fingers against the soiled, sensitive wetness beneath.  

“When did you become my daddy?” Grunting softly, you looked over at Suguru, who continued with his annoying banter. The continuous motions of his fingers grew to be tiresome, and you were practically voicing on wanting more than just his measly fingers.  

If only this man would stop playing with you. You could damn him for racking his pleasure of teasing you. Sensitive people like yourself couldn’t win if given the chance. 

“Since you started calling me ‘daddy’ while I listened to you touch yourself.”  

You raised an eyebrow, as you were firing back another comment, you found yourself let out another dragged whimper, this time you felt more pressure underneath, the sensation of him pressing your folds together and rubbing them while your clit rubs against the fabric of your panties. Pleased by his actions that were happening, Suguru tucked one of your braids behind your ears as he kissed your cheek. His lips slowly went back to nibbling the cartilage of your ear as his tongue traced the hollow lines inside, making you squirm out of your sitting position. There is nothing like enjoying the fruits of one’s labor in the sensual degree. To degrade one partner and leave them in a quivering state became a natural occurrence for Suguru. 

Then again, he just loves seeing how a woman like you could break by simple body mechanics.  

“Also, fix your neck, baby. I know you got your braids done recently, and I know I’m not making your neck that stiff.” Another airish chuckle came from Suguru as he left your sensitive ear to trace across your neck in random motions, gently swift his warm tongue against your exposed neck. Each swipe made you form into a puddle, being aware that his touch was making you more vulnerable than ever. You couldn’t help but sigh out, tilting your head away in pleasure as Suguru’s tongue was now continuing to trace against the salted excretions from your skin.  

If you had the strength, you would have shut up Suguru a long time ago. Now, you were placed in a vulnerable position with nothing more than your legs open with your head tossed back. The sensations grew too much to bear as you continued to preach words of wanting more, begging Suguru to use something more. As your breaths appear more staggered, while your moans sound with neediness, Suguru whispered something in your ear that made you want him to cling onto you more. 

“I’ll give you more, baby. I can feel this pussy already pulsating on my fingers and I haven’t even got my fingers inside you yet. Don’t worry, Daddy got you.” 

[that-student-that-has-homework]

How to Write a Gojo x Reader?

My sister one day just woke up and chose violence: "hey how would you write a Gojo x Reader?"

So let me get something straight: I take Gege's words pretty seriously when they say: Gojo wouldn't be loyal. So she's (my lil sis) just here to mess with my head.

That being said: I did come out of it with something. I'll share my process at the end. MasterList here !! SPOILERS For anyone who hasn't seen JJK0 or Season 2: Hidden Inventory!!

You work in a second-hand bookstore - cafe. The cafe owner got married to the bookstore owner and they just made it into a combo thing. It's in an area they walk by often enough? Like post missions and school and stuff they just walk by normally.

It's most likely Nanami, Geto, or Ieri that drives the party into the bookstore. Though in Nanami's case I think it's more Haibara noticed he seemed interested in the place and suggested it to everyone.

You're younger than they are by at least a year. Gojo definitely calls you a kid. "What the heck are they doing employing a kid?"

When Gojo buys something from the store, "this kid's going to be taking your money now."

"Cheeky brat."

"Takes one to know one," you make a face at him.

"Where's the manager?" Gojo makes a show of leaning down from his human-skyscraper height. "I want to complain about the horrible customer service."

"Now now Satoru, don't bully the store clerk," yeah you definitely like the guy with the bangs more.

You'd like to say you don't see much of them after that, but Nanami and Geto, and therefor Gojo by extension, show up a few more times to the bookstore and cafe. You get along well with Geto and Nanami, and argue a lot with Gojo.

You do deal with a lot of second hand books though, so some books that come in have curses on them. Coincidentally, it's when the Jujutsu Tech students are all busy that these cursed books come in and the different curses start festering and growing. They become enough of a problem that "accidents" start happening. You still go to work daily though, because you've miraculously managed to not be a victim of any of it.

Though you did have mysterious scratches and bruises and you don't know how you got them.

No fatalities, but some really close calls. Like a bookshelf almost crushing a few people.

When Gojo and Geto hear about these incidents when they get back from a mission, they're like: hold up we know that place. They choose to go personally and are almost alarmed by how bad it was. Sensing the presence of sorcerers the curse gets violent and that's when you develop the ability to see curses too.

Gojo doesn't have the time to teach some kid about these curses, so Geto is the one to comfort you after experiencing what you did. He starts checking up on you regularly (with Gojo in tow) after that experience with how shaken you were. He's very sweet, and you're young, so you develop a bit of a crush on the dark-haired boy.

Let it be known Gojo picks up on it immediately and starts tagging along just to antagonize and tease you.

Things change drastically after they fail their mission with Riko.

While they're both shaken up, Geto is still Geto, so he feels duty bound to check in with you. You asking both him and Gojo for curse self-defense advice, helps him a bit. That being said, when he's lost and drifting about, you do feel it on a subconscious level. Your conscious brain doesn't catch up fast enough unfortunately. You are, as Gojo, put it a kid.

Given Gojo's Six-Eyes, he's actually the one who first figures out what you can do. Geto's the one who does most of the instructing because Gojo's not the best at it.

You're a weird kind of normalcy. You're not a sorcerer, and they don't advise you to be one, but you can understand what they do to a certain extent. As a result the three of you kinda bond over all sorts of things.

After Geto snaps and Gojo is looking for him, he comes by the bookstore, concerned about you, though you were almost a sorcerer at this point. He honestly feels relieved to see you.

"Is everything alright?" You can feel it in your gut that something is terribly wrong. "Sugu-kun came by the other day and you weren't with him."

"Suguru came by?"

"Yeah, he came by to say goodbye, because his mission was going to send him away for a very long time."

Gojo's shock is visible on his face, "did he do anything to you?"

"No?" You frown at him. "Sugu-kun would never."

Gojo looks so torn by those words and you're so confused by what's happening, but Gojo just leaves without saying a thing.

After his falling out with his best friend, he avoids the bookstore for a bit...until his feet take him there one day.

"Satoru!" You look at him with so much concern. "You're still alive!"

"Hah?" He sneers. "Of course I'm still alive! I'm the strongest!"

"Yeah, yeah," you roll your eyes, "so um, have you heard anything from Sugu-kun, is he okay?"

"Is there anything new on the cafe menu?" You're taken aback by how he doesn't even answer your question.

Again on a subconscious level you know something's wrong, but you're struggling to put it together. So you just tell him about the new sweet that you really like that's been added. Then reiterate your question for him to respond to. He ignores you again and goes and buys one for him and one for you.

You've barely taken a bite into the treat when he speaks up, "Suguru's a curse user now."

You look so surprised.

"That's the mission, he was talking about," Gojo takes a bite of his own sweet, but his expression is sour.

-_-

Gojo continues to frequent that bookshop you work at, probably chasing the memories of the time when it was the three of you. You opened up to him more after what happened with Suguru. That being said, your tongue only got sharper with time, and so did your sass.

By the time you were in your last year of high school, you had each other's numbers and talked regularly.

"Well would you look at that squirt?" He'd tease. "You're going to join the adult world soon, but you're still as tiny as a kid."

"Everyone's tiny in comparison to you Mr. Tokyo Tower," you roll your eyes, "how is the weather up where you're at? I get the feeling the difference in altitude is affecting your ability to think."

As you both grow into adulthood, Gojo, given he makes much more money than you, starts insisting you meet up in expensive places he knows you can't afford to flaunt his wealth in your face. He is inviting you to treat you though.

The first time he pulled this on you, he went about gaslighting convincing you that the fancy decor didn't mean anything, and that the place was perfectly within the budget on a university student...until the bill showed up and you panic. He laughed so hard, it disturbed the other patrons, and even brought tears to his eyes, heck his abdominal muscles were sore. He paid for the whole thing afterwards, don't worry.

He couldn't get you to meet him at any place he picked for a while after that.

"My job pays really well, what's the problem with me treating a friend?"

"Well this friend can't repay this kindness so easily and feels bad about letting you have something against her."

"Eh?" He looks kinda pouty. "You really think I'd really be that petty?"

"You are."

"I'm here being generous and treating you to fancy foods you can only dream of tasting and you're being so mean."

"You've just proven my point, Satoru," you sigh, "I don't want to be a friend that only takes without giving back."

He's more amused that affronted by all that. He wasn't exactly trying to put you in his debt.

"Would you consider becoming a jujutsu sorcerer then?" He hums aloud. "You could repay me that way."

"Weren't you the one wailing about how I'm pretty mediocre and weak?" You questioned. "Wouldn't I just die on the job?"

"Ah good point," he teases.

You throw him a dirty look.

"Then," he looks at you intensely, "when I ask you for a favor, don't deny me."

"Depends on the favor Satoru," you're careful with your answer.

"Then at least, make sure I'm very high on your priority list," he says flippantly, "after all you're super lucky that I even give you any of my attention."

"Oh yeah," you sarcastically reply, but you're smiling, "thank you so much for gracing my insignificant self with your great presence."

You both laugh at that.

You do try to give back in some way. You accompany him, you give him teaching advice where you can. You celebrate his birthdays. You let him talk about Suguru. You didn't judge him after he told you he'd killed Suguru. You mourned him together. You said the things you thought he was thinking aloud for him. You didn't attack him when he feigned indifference. You did push him a bit. You tried not to flinch when he blew up in your face though. You stood there like an anchor, but he could see the tremors you held back, and you couldn't keep your tears contained.

You were terrified of him in that moment. You stayed because you wanted to be a good friend. He walked away without a word when he was done.

You accepted his invite a week later, he treated you to a fancy sweets place again. He was back to his usual self then, joking and poking and everything. This was his way of apologizing without apologizing really.

You knew better than to feel special to Satoru though.

You were only ever friends. After all, the one you'd had a crush on was Suguru. You wouldn't deny that Satoru was a beautiful specimen though.

But as a beautiful specimen, he was more interested in people who came close to his beauty. Which was why you were often his "women-expert". You did a shit job of it according to him.

"Satoru," you said it in such an exasperated tone, "each person is different."

"But there are some things that are shared over all!"

"Yeah, we want to feel loved and appreciated," you responded, digging into the parfait he'd gotten you, "but that's common to men too."

He clicked his tongue at you.

"If you want to properly pursue a lady, you need to closely listen to what she's saying."

He'll show you the texts they'd exchanged with absolutely no regard to your sanity. It's absurd what you're seeing. It's also hilarious how bad he is at this. Gross as what you were seeing was.

"It feels like neither one of you is serious," you leaned back, kinda disturbed by you'd seen.

"I'm not looking for anything serious."

"Then why are you asking me for advice?"

"It felt like fun."

"Why do I put up with you?"

"Because I feed you."

"So I'm a stray?"

"Hehe pretty much."

You laugh for a moment, "if you really believe that I only hang around you because you treat me, I'll punch you."

"Go ahead, I won't feel a thing."

"Fair point," you thought about it for a moment, "I'll have to figure out a different way to show you how upset I am with you thinking I don't value you as a friend."

You're not Suguru...but you're still his friend.

I'm tired so I'm stopping here. If you want to see more please let me know. I did have some ideas for the Shibuya arc.

So for the thought process: I felt like with Gojo it's either a one and done or it's just angst. You don't get a happy ending this guy. It'd get messy...Gojo is lonely. Look at how he's frantically and desperately trying to collect and train more strong sorcerers. I think he could have feelings for a person, but he'd be the one to be guarded and stuff them down. He's the strongest after all.

[saintfire]

[lamefish]

when fratboy!satoru takes your virginity you kind of expect him to be an ass about it. he's cocky as it is, and has a habit of gassing himself up too much when it comes to his... skills in the bedroom. if you're not listening to him talk about how he's the strongest, you're listening to him talk about how he's the biggest.

being the only virgin of your friend group was starting to grate on you and... a small part of you might've wanted to find out if there's any bite to satoru's bark. it's not like the two of you were dating or anything, but you felt comfortable enough to walk up to him one day during lunch and ask, in front of his best friend:

"will you take my virginity?"

maybe you expected him to blush. or freeze up. or at least trip over his words. but instead, the stupid white-haired prick looked up at you with the most relaxed expression possible and shrugged.

"okay."

and that's how you ended up here, sitting criss-cross applesauce on his messy dorm-room bed with his tongue halfway down your throat. a few empty cans of beer and abandoned cheat sheets lay strewn over his floor, and you hate yourself for letting this be the backdrop of your entry into the sex-having life.

but you can’t hate yourself for long because as he runs a hand up your thigh and under your skirt, you start to feel more excited than you thought you’d feel. he pushes you back, slots his knee between your thighs and bites at your bottom lip before trailing down to your throat.

still, it’s satoru, so when he pushes your panties to the side and feels just how wet you are for him, he laughs. “you get this wet when you touch yourself or is all of this just for me?”

“shut up,” you groan as he nips at the skin of your throat and gently runs his finger through your folds and up to your clit. you’re surprised he knows where your clit is, even.

and he’s not wrong—you’ve never been wet like this before. you can feel just how damp the fabric of your panties are you as satoru pulls them down your thighs and hikes your skirt up to get a clearer look at your soaked cunt.

“pretty,” he licks his lips. “wannna taste her, that okay baby?”

his eyes search yours for consent and you’re stunned for a moment as he waits for ‘enthusiastic consent’. you didn’t expect this sort of check-in from a frat boy. your nod seems enthusiastic enough to him, but just for clarity—“use your words.”

“yes. please, gojo.”

“satoru,” he corrects you. “want to hear that name when you cum on my tongue. cant believe no ones tasted her before.”

the use of referring to your pussy as ‘her’ is odd but quickly overlooked when he delves into your pussy like he’s dehydrated. tongue flat against your heat just to flex and circle around your clit. he sucks and bites a little and pulls you to your first orgasm in nasty speeds.

you cum on his tongue whilst his eyes bore into yours from between your thighs. white hair pulled out of his face by your hand as you tug the strands in hopes that he’ll stop licking at your overstimulated clit. it takes until you’re shaking for him to finally pull back and free his angry cock from his pants.

you think you gasp when you see it. he said he was big but you didn’t think he was a truthful man in the slightest. his cock is so heavy it doesn’t even stand at full mast—it fights gravity. satoru sees the look on your face and instead of sporting a shit-eating grin like you expect, he climbs over you and presses a soft kiss to your forehead.

“let’s stop here?” he asks. “we could watch a movie. oooh what about die hard?”

you giggle, your nerves melting a little at his words. “i’m okay, i want this. i am not graduating as a virgin.”

satoru snorts and, after rolling a condom on, gently pries your legs apart enough for him to slot his wait in between them. he guides your ankles to link behind his back and slowly runs the tip of his cock through your slick folds. “tell me if you need me to stop,” he says. “just relax. i’ve got you, baby.”

you actually manage to relax a little, focus on the feeling of being stretched as satoru slowly pushes into you until his tip is completely hidden in your cunt. it’s uncomfortable, but not unbearable. “keep going.”

one of his long fingers dips down to rub soft circles over your clit to relax you a little more as he pushes deeper. you’ve never felt so full, so sore yet desperate for more… you wonder if it’s always going to feel like this, or if it’s just because satoru is the one breaking you open to find pleasure in your insides.

he lets out a pretty moan as he bottoms out inside of you, the weight of his heavy balls resting against your ass as he stills and catches your lips in a wet kiss. his tongue slips into your mouth, runs over your teeth and pushes against your tongue as he slowly draws out of you and then, with a grunt that you taste, snaps his hips forwards into you.

that hurts, but there’s an odd stitch of pleasure in the way he’s broken you open. “sorry,” he speaks against your lips. “it’s better that i just got it out of the way, it can start feeling real good soon. gonna make you cum on my cock, baby. you want that?”

you nod, eyes staring into his as your foreheads meet. satoru nods back, licking his lips and smiling. “yeah? you wanna be stuffed full, huh? always knew you were filthy. but i’m the only one that gets to see it.”

his arrogance pulls at your lips. “until i fuck the next guy.”

snap. his cock splits you open at that, and though you wince and screw your face us, you’re letting out moans made for porn too. his finger on your clit starts working a little faster as he draws back again just to drive into you even harder.

“no,” he dips his head down to bite at your neck. “not until you fuck the next guy. i mean you can try, baby, but it’s not happening.”

“ngh, what do you mean?”

another thrust into you sends you further up the bed. you’re sure you look a mess but satoru looks down at you with such wide blown eyes that you could be convinced you’re from the heavens. “not giving you up that easy,” he groans. “you know, i fucked someone last week just because they had your name. got to moan it without being slapped. again.”

your hand flies up to his chest, almost in an attempt to slow his now mean pace. “wait you—ngh god—you like me?”

“i’m far fucking past like,” he moans, hips starting to stutter. any discomfort has faded into glorious pleasure. your stomach starts to tighten again and you know you’re close enough that he’s going to try and time your orgasms. “you’re so perfect. so much better than i imagined.”

your eyes roll back a little at the thought of satoru fucking his fist late at night to the thought of you. how nonchalant he was when you asked him to take your virginity, you wonder if he went home last night and stroked himself to the sheer anticipation of being inside of you.

“satoru i’m gonna—”

he cuts you off with a deep kiss. it’s sex and want and lust, but it’s also soft in a way you can’t describe—maybe even a little anxious after his confession. it might just be his pending orgasm, but you swear his lips tremble between yours.

his cock throbs as he drills it into you, hits your most sensitive spot with every single thrust. it’s like he already has you mapped out, because you’re both cumming in tandem with each other before long.

a part of you aches to feel his cum spill into you instead of the condom he wears, to be claimed and filled by his seed over and over. would he fuck it back into you? clean you off with his talented tongue? would he plug you with his cock until he’s ready to overfill you with a second load?

he moans into your mouth and pulls back a little to revel in your fucked out expression. your legs still wrap around his waist, boxing him in and keeping him close. you worry that in typical frat boy fashion he’ll make an excuse and run off to recount the fuck with his friends. but satoru pecks at your lips, then your chin, then down your neck again.

“what are you doing?” you ask, vision slightly blurred from the intensity of your orgasm.

“gonna make you cum again,” he smiles against your skin. “didn’t you hear?”

“hear what?”

he pulls back to look at you, a soft smile pulling at his pretty lips. “that if you cum at least five times when you lose your virginity, you’ll fall in loooove.”

[flowerymenendez]

Your boyfriend loved playing with your pussy. And, no, not in a sexual way.

You were cuddling, your back resting against his chest while his tired eyes were fixed on the TV after a long day. Your legs were spread and his big hands were subconsciously roaming lazily over your relaxed body, down, down until he reached the waistband of your pretty panties. You glanced down at his hand when he slid it under your underwear, meeting your soft pussy lips.

You looked up at him when he started rubbing and pinching your folds only to see your almost sleepy boyfriend staring at the TV, very drawn into the show. He didn't even look at you, not even a slight flinch. Because, well, he was too damn relaxed, watching TV while playing with your pussy because he loved how soft and puffy it was.

You whimpered lowly, turning your attention back to the TV while he kept molding your pretty pussy.

A few minutes later, you started squirming when he accidentally rubbed your little bud, making you leak.

And, without noticing, he slid his thick fingers down to your sappy cunt, rubbing small circles over it before moving them back to your clit, making it throb.

You bit your lip, lifting your hips against his hand, meanwhile he chuckled softly at the forgotten TV show in the background.

He kept playing with your clit and cunt until you were all soaked, holding back your moans when your clit started throbbing deliciously against his fingers while you orgasmed.

Finally, he looked down at you, noticing his very flushed and lustful little girlfriend. Then, his eyes moved down to his hand, sliding it out of your panties. His fingers were sticky, soaked with your arousal.

[hellokittyish]

★ thinking about nanami who, contrary to popular belief, is completely oblivious to just how big his dick is.

because this is a man who rarely ever watches porn due to him finding the performances highly overdramatized, so he hasn’t really had the chance to compare his size to other men. and while he’s by no means a virgin, he’s always assumed that the women who have told him he’s ‘big’ were just aiming to flatter him — his mother raised him to be humble, after all.

but it’s not until he gets you (the sweet girl he’s been seeing for the past few months) into his bed that it dawns on him that he might be a little… larger than average, to say the least.

“k-kento— ‘s not gonna fit,” you whine pitifully beneath him, fat tears beading along your lower lashes as you squirm against the mattress. “‘m sorry but... i-i don’t think i can take it all.”

and nanami can do nothing but gape at how giant his cock suddenly seems in comparison to your little fluttering hole, his angry reddened tip trying (and failing) to slowly push past the first ring of resistance inside your spongy walls.

“o-oh, sweetheart,” he rasps out, adam’s apple bobbing harshly as he swallows down the thick lump that seems to have arisen in his throat. “i’m sure we can make it fit, no? just… just try ‘n relax a little more for me.”

“i’ve been trying to relax this whole time,” you hiccup, trembling hands pawing at his bulky arms positioned either side of your head as he peers down at you sympathetically. “you’re just too b-big, ken.”

he exhales deeply, leaning down to press a tender kiss to the corner of your mouth as a form of apology for what he’s about to do— before swiftly using all of the strength in his lower body to thrust every inch of him inside in one go.

and you’re squealing, nails no doubt leaving crescent-shaped indents in the skin of his muscular biceps as you thrash against the sheets, desperately trying to adjust to the feeling of being so completely and utterly full, your poor cunt practically being split in two to accommodate the sheer size of him.

“christ— ah, there we go,” he grunts, sweaty strands of blonde hair falling over his forehead as he forces himself to stay completely still above you, allowing you ample time to get as comfortable as possible. “see, darling? i told you we’d make it fit.”

but nanami can’t bear the idea of you struggling this much every time the two of you are intimate, so he comes to the conclusion that he’ll just have to make sure that by the end of the night, your insides are moulded to the exact shape of his cock.

that way it won’t be such a difficult fit next time, right?

[valetoria]

ུᩧ JJK TWITTER LINKS P5 !

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TOJI FUSHIGURO. ꒱‎‎

listen to his voiceee. ⋆ cunt devouring. ⋆ massive size kink. ⋆ prone bone. ⋆ straddling his lap. ⋆ anal princess. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ pretty & shy girl blowjob. ⋆ pounding you in missionary.

CHOSO KAMO. ꒱‎

beneath the table. ⋆ cockwarming while he plays games. ⋆ squeaky girlfriend. ⋆ what a distraction. ⋆ pussy eating. ⋆ clit licking. ⋆ rubbing you off. ⋆ plap plap plap ! ⋆ tit worshipper.

NANAMI KENTO. ꒱‎

slow teasing. ⋆ soft choking. ⋆ ass groping. ⋆ kissing in lingerie. ⋆ somnophilia. ⋆ the vids he sends you at work. ⋆ warm & entwined. ⋆ gentle fingering. ⋆ rubbing your pussy for you.

GETO SUGURU. ꒱‎

slutty waist. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ love hate sex with your ex. ⋆ let me show you a trick. ⋆ ass eating. ⋆ hard pounding. ⋆ bathroom floor. ⋆ balancing on the wall. ⋆ rubbing you. ⋆ sideways.

GOJO SATORU. ꒱‎

dumbification. ⋆ backshots in a maid dress. ⋆ 69ing. ⋆ spread your legs & let him do his job. ⋆ taking it so well. ⋆ kinky shit p2. ⋆ tied & edged. ⋆ fucking in the backseat of his car.

SUKUNA RYOMEN. ꒱‎

schoolgirl fit (kunas ver.). ⋆ kidnapped. ⋆ personal use. ⋆ position goes crazy. ⋆ punishment in cuffs. ⋆ folded & munching your cunt. ⋆ rough fucking. ⋆ full nelson.

[owwllly]

cult leader husbands

[tsukuhoe]

VIRGIN!JJK FIC RECS

something about virginity loss fics makes me sooo wet... req by anon ^^ adding onto the list whenever i find more <3 mdni, nsfw content!

gojo digimon—but making u cum is my real hobby - blkkizzat strongest sorcerer virgin - megumiluv virgin and unexperienced bf!gojo - fatal fairies number one sorcerer (and virgin) - inmaki nerds do it better - sugugasm virginity loss & riding - creamflix inculpatus - jaegerbby teach me how to pleasure my future wife (you) - fvsm4x

geto reformed player!geto - akicult virginity loss & riding - creamflix losing your virginity to geto suguru - yasu-1234 his favourite - h34rtbeat just let me love you - sttoru salvation - puppykento inked - choslut

nanami she said it's her first time - classyrbf sins of the flesh - semisgroupie perfect lover: the life of nanami kento the 35 year old virgin (series) - kanekisfavouritegf

yuuji oh my god, pretty - lokissweater virgin!yuji x virgin!reader - nana-au bff & virgin!yuji - nana-au yuji x f!reader - ickyuji

megumi best friend megumi fushiguro - onismdaydream megumi's birthday - mommypeick first time having sex is awkward - wild-jackaloupe how to fuck 101 - chosok-amo i think i'm ready - romantichomocide95 first time - megvmijx

yuta that boy is mine! i can't wait to try him! - rosesaints gummy bear - loveanddeepdick right here - love-jelly smile, you're on camera - seraphdreams

choso virgin!choso - teasingchoso choso kamo x f!reader - jaegerdilf mind body and soul - admirxation cherry blossoms ( 1 2 3 4 5 ) - sellenite cherry smoke clouds - kleftiko he's such a (hot) looser - classyrbf emo boy - krys4h

toji sins of the flesh - semisgroupie

taboo crush - spideyyeet best friend's dad - nanaslut

sukuna virgin!sukuna - screampied

etc jjk!boys x virgin!fem reader v!rgin killa - screampied asking the jjk characters to take your virginity - nanaslut cherry popper - satorusugurugirl

[sqoa]

“it’s not that bad, baby, can’t we just try again?”

virgin!satoru looks up at you from where his chin rests on your stomach, though you aren’t sure you can call him a virgin anymore. he holds your thighs apart, your sore pussy on sweet display for him. he presses a gentle kiss to your clit, which pulls a moan from you, but you stand strong.

“no way,” you shake your head. “absolutely fucking not. you’re… way too big.”

satoru grins, “thank you!”

“i’m not complimenting you, asshole,” you try and shift away from him, but gojo has your hips pressed into the mattress. “it hurts, toru. it’s too much.”

another kiss to your clit. “but she’s so needy for me,” he whines. “cant you see? so fucking wet… she can take me.”

“i can’t. it won’t fit.”

you didn’t think his pretty baby-blues could darken, but they do. satoru, your sweetheart, nips at your clit—only barely, but enough to make you gasp.

“you will,” he says, voice low. “i’ll make it fit.”

you can’t deny it, his tone only makes you even needier. you write under his grip, and his tongue darts out to lick his lips—he’s appraising you, studying his prey before bouncing. and he’s the virgin.

“oh, and after i fuck you, can we go get sushi?”

you blink at him. “what?”

“you know,” he scoots himself up and taps the head of his aching cock against your clit a few times. “to celebrate making it fit.”

[baobei-bu]

happy halloween

[suhjihanma]

Submissive Toji?

As much as he seems to talk game, I would love to read more Toji in his submissive state. Out of character? Who cares. I just want my broken, muscular characters submitting to me. These are just nothing but head cannons but I do hope yall enjoy reading this.

Warnings/Content: Submission, Dominant Female Reader, Semi-Humiliation, Lingerie, Sex Toys, sending risque photos, not listening to Toji while being selfish. (I'm just kidding on the last part, y'all. Girls need their nut too).

You patiently wait for him to send a few pics of himself in some risque panties of yours. You thought that he wouldn’t agree on something so bizarre until you made him melt in the palm of your hand.

“Be a good boy and wear this for me the whole day.” Playfully patting his butt, you then watch him go to attend his business with a burning color of red that crosses his face towards to cover the ears as well. Although you didn't see the frustrated sulking.

Here you are sitting home alone with nothing to do until the pictures that he promised to take came. You looked at each one and can’t contain your urge to call him at work, lecturing him how ‘perverted’ he was for sending such things to his girlfriend-and that most women don’t want to see men in lingerie. You eyed at how his cock fitted across the material of lace, picturing at how desperate it looks for someone to relieve the aching matter. 

“Don't you want those lips to be on that cute cock of yours?” You replied, smirking at how, on the other end, Toji was growing weaker to his sense of keeping his sanity in check. “You look so cute to be my whore.” As the boldness in your messages grew to be more explicit, so did the pictures that he sent. From then on, it was all about seeing if you can break him with dirty talk.

Would it kill you to punish Toji if he so calls act out of line?

Daily chores would be a good thing, but for him being restrained to the bed with nothing on and you facing forward, playing with yourself with a variety of toys laying next beside you, the thought of not letting him have his way with you, but, instead engage in the practice of having a small audience.

“Should I go for the vibrator or the glass dildo, Toji?” You questioningly teased him in a playful manner as you brought the toy to run across your wet opening, letting out a breathed-out ‘oh’ from the feeling of cold, decorated glass. “I think you should-” As Toji was about to answer, you put the glassed toy on the ground and settled for the vibrator. You didn’t care about Toji's answer. All you cared about was trying to get your satisfaction out of this one, and not his.

“Go for the vibrator.” You interrupted him and slowly brought it to a low setting, making your hips sway a little to the motion of the vibrations circling around your sensitive clit. You were going to enjoy yourself. You were going to make him miss every moment and let his eyes do the work for him. Even if it includes having a neglected cock. Hell, you could even see the familiar small leaks that were secreting from him, hips swaying as well to reduce the frustration. Whoever told Toji he could find alternatives to getting off while you enjoyed your moment told him wrong.

Nevertheless, you paid him no mind. You simply made a mental note that you were going to punish Toji again afterwards.

“I suggest you get comfortable. It’s going to be a long night and I ain't rushing any orgasm soon, baby."