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My Dearest Friend — ⊹₊⟡⋆
✦ pairing ! Gojo Satoru x gn!reader ✦ genre ! angst w happy ending ✦ wc ! 1.5k ✦ warnings ! slight mentions of intercourse & slight mentions of cheating
✦ summary ! -> you’re a teenage jujutsu sorcerer alongside your best friend Satoru Gojo. What could happen once both of you break the first rule of friendship and start longing for one another?
As young sorcerers together, you both walked through the world together with a specific understanding of each other. Safe to say, not a lot of people understood you and Satoru, which created the most beautiful bond between you and him.
In the tough life of a sorcerer, love isn’t the main focus and never will be. You’re not born in a world where the hope of growing old with someone is as common as it is for the average person. Yet, with the way he looked into your eyes, with that michevious grin of his, you couldn't help it. He was a breath of fresh air, the first flower to bloom during spring, the hug people write about in books. That hug that is given to the main character after a long day of work, after their eyelids get so heavy they can't keep them open.
His simple existence in your life brought you so much pain and sorrow, yet your brightest moments were also with him. The promises you've made with him no longer being silly, but a serious matter behind your sadness. The promise that if no one opened their heart to either of you, you would find a place in one another. A silly promise between two teenagers, sealed by two pinkies held by one another and a big grin on each of your faces, now hanging on by a thread, just like your friendship.
Days of silence from you turned into weeks, which bloomed into a sprout of pain in Satoru's chest. You were his best friend after all, and as much as he hung around others, his mind was constantly circling back to you. You had disappeared, and he didn't know why, leaving only a shadow of yourself in his memories.
Unfortunately, your disappearance could not last forever, and your presence was found again around his. But you had no idea how painful coming back would be.
In those weeks you found yourself avoiding him, you didn't realise that your bright and cheerful presence, as well as your smile and laughter, was replaced with the echo of another. Another person, another friend, another, and possibly a better you. Seeing his smile on his face—the smile that used to come from you, only reminded you of what could never be.
Years passed, and you found yourself in your twenties with a reputation to uphold. Eventually, it was time to finish your studies as a jujutsu sorcerer and become a teacher to others, alongside your dearest friend, Satoru. And that's the part that teared your heart apart the most—nothing more than a friend.
Although, friend was far from the truth. A friend would describe what he used to be to you—the story behind the glances in the hallways, the sighs that could be heard in the quiet moments of a meeting while you acknowledged each other's presence. It was hard to accept it, but Satoru Gojo became nothing else but a stranger, a sour memory, and the only dear friend he knew, being only a fraction of who you are now, and who your past carried.
With time, your soul found its small moments of peace, allowing itself to take in the life outside of your painful tie to your dear friend, and allowing itself to open to new people. Within the blink of an eye, the sparks of humanity left in you after years of tough battles ignited a new relationship with someone new. Yet, every time you saw him, you couldn't shake away the thought of the maybe. That dreaded maybe, that dreaded what if. What if something could end up happening?
But you were happy, and you couldn't throw it all away for a maybe. Even if in your mind, a part of you knew that you were never entirely platonic with Satoru. You couldn't be, not with the way he took your hands in his on occasion and squeezed to give you reassurance or the way he would lean his head on yours when he was exhausted. Yet, it was all a piece of your past now, and would never again end up being more.
Every time you felt your mind lingering back to Satoru, it's like a string pulled you to where both of you would hang out as teenagers. A small, secluded bench in a park, with a lake in front, watching the ducks swim by while you two talked about the burdens that the sorcerer life made you carry. It was comforting, oddly intoxicating to find yourself there, breathing in the comforting scent you always associated with him. It was wrong, and you knew. Wrong to your partner to always go back home in your shared bed, taking in their scent while they held you in such a loving embrace, not knowing or doubting for even a second that your mind was constantly revolving around someone else.
This night was no different. With a pang in your chest, you made your way to the same bench you would frequent like your life depended on it. Your mind racing between your dearest friend, and your partner at home. You were engaged, yet you couldn't even promise your partner to have them on your mind.
As you walked between the branches of trees whose pattern you've memorised, you started at the ring on your finger. It was so beautiful—the gem, the design—everything was so you. And yet, the tears in your eyes burnt through your eyelids and your retinas nervously, because you were losing the inner conflict you were having. The heart wants what it wants, yet the brain is fighting constantly for rationality.
The last thing you expected to see on that bench was him. Your dearest friend, was there too. Before you could notice him, he noticed you, and you had no choice but to swallow every last bit of pride and shame you had left, and sit down. The same bright blue eyes you found yourself lost into as a teenager, staring back at you, and speaking the thousand words neither of you had the courage to say out loud.
“Satoru, I—” you started, but he cut you off, his voice filled with regret, cutting through the thick air like a knife.
“I miss you,” he confessed, the weight of the truth heavy in the air.
Your heart raced, hope igniting in your soul, until you saw his eyes fall down on your hand. His gaze observing the same hand that used to caress his hair every time he was stressed, noticing the ring perfectly embracing your finger. To say he was devastated would be an understatement. And little did he know, you were feeling the same. Even after all this time, your hearts never failed to connect.
The look on his face was desperate, the entire energy around him shifting from adoration and longing to pure desperation. His demeanour begging you silently to stay, to not go back to the life you settled into. He craved you, and you craved him too.
When you both ended up in his bed, neither of you were surprised. It all felt so natural, with the way he touched you, caressed you like you were so fragile, like you were going to break, like he could make a move and scare you away.
That night was long, however not for a second boring. It was loving, satisfying, but painful. A night filled with kisses and tender touches, yet tears dripped across each other's bodies, painting each other's skin with a canvas of the love you both kept locked inside your hearts for what felt like centuries.
With you close to him, skin to skin, he finally felt at peace. And with a kiss to your forehead, he fell asleep with you in his arms.
When his breathing got steady, your rationality for once won. Or was it rationality? Was it anxiety? Fear? Or the uncertainty that, due to your past, what you had with Satoru would never last?
You got up, and left. And for the next month, your common workplace saw no sign of you, and neither did Satoru. The place lacked your presence for everyone, but not how it did for him. The wind he adored for caressing your features gently, now slicing his skin in an unnoticeable enough manner to anyone, or even himself, besides his heart.
On a particular night, when your dearest friend was once again thinking about you, a gentle knock was heard at his door. With hope glimmering in his soul, he wanted it to be you. With the self-doubt lingering in his brain, however, the last person he expected on the other side of the wooden door was you.
And yet, there you stood, as beautiful as he remembered, in front of his very eyes. Tears staining your cheeks, the pain and sorrow you've experienced so far cutting through your beautiful skin, breaking his heart as well.
Nevertheless, when he was prepared to be hit with the final blow of his current situation; your voice finally set him free once and for all.
"Let's start over, my dearest friend, Gojo Satoru."
✦ A/N ! i truly hope you enjoyed reading this! it’s my longest piece of work ever & honestly my most detailed one. English isn’t my first language so i’m sorry if something sounds wrong ^^
plagiarism is prohibited.
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Stitch me where my heart bleeds
Pairing: Choso x Black!Fem!Black!reader/plus size reader
Warnings: 18+ only, MINORS DNI, you are in charge of your own reading experience. Just smut. No thoughts. I get to zooting and the thots write themselves. PIV, fingering (female receiving), hand job (male receiving), cursing, praise kink, slight possession kink, reader is obsessed with her man, needy choso
Summary: It's too damn hot outside. But not hot enough to get loved on by Choso.
Word count: 2,021k
A/N: I was too lazy to get my ass up and type this on a computer. So I take full responsibility for this one. I'm just feral and need my baby 😭
Taglist: @amethyst09 @ciaqui @we-outsiiiide @browngirldominion @iv0rysoap @thecookiebratz @harmshake @00aijia00 @judymfmoody @multiversefanfics @tvchi @westside-rot
Like, just imagine that it's a hot summer night right. The type of heat where the fan blows hot air and you lay across your bed with no shirt or bra on. Even your panties were too hot to have on.
But you can't resist laying as close as possible to Choso. His warm chest is against your back. You felt his breath even out as every inch of him molded against every inch of you.
Your poor baby's love language is physical touch. He craved it. And you wouldn't deny him a thing. You played with his hair or scratched his shoulder, reassuring him with small gestures that he's the love of your life.
But like, also imagine that he's in a needy mood. Pushing his hips against yours. Rubbing his fat dick into your ass as he grinds against you. Practically fucking you already.
His large hands grip your hip. His breath tickles your neck. He nuzzles his nose against your skin, smelling your intoxicating eucalyptus and spearmint lotion.
"Choso," you whisper into the quiet night. There was only the whir of the fan above and his breaths against your skin. You moved your arm back so that you could run your fingers through his long, silky hair. You dislodged his careful bun, letting his inky hair spill out over you and the bed.
Choso moaned in your ear and kissed your neck. "Need you," he murmured. His voice was its own aphrodisiac. The rumbling sounds reverberated against your back and sent shivers through your veins.
You moved your hand from his hair to his body and then to his dick. He twitched in your hand and gasped sharply, ending it with a slight moan.
He ran his fingers up and down your side, from the swell of your breasts, past your hip, skating over your thigh and almost touching your knee. Then, he would begin the torture in reverse, trailing a lazy line back to the underside of your breasts, stopping to flick at your hardened nipple.
You moaned and gripped him harder, massaging the base of his dick just the way he liked. He hissed and then released a ragged moan that made you gush.
"You make me so wet, baby," you cooed to Choso.
"Let me feel it," he groaned in your ear. He moved his hand to the apex of your thighs. His fingers played with your wet curls before nudging your pussy lips open and fingering your clit.
He sighed as he made contact and you clenched around nothing, filling up with so much wanton need.
"You're such a good girl, getting so wet so fast for me. That must be a new record, huh?" He asked.
You cried out, body shaking viciously. You spat on your hand and then returned it to Choso's thick dick. He groaned and ground into your hand. Your fingers grazed his balls and he growled in your ear. You huffed a giggle and then returned to stroking his shaft.
"Good girls behave," he said.
"Fuck, yes, Choso. I'll be good, I swear," you moaned.
Choso used his middle finger to circle your clit in tight circles, applying pressure and it made you see stars. You were close to cumming. So close to that sweet relief.
"You promise to be good?" He asked.
You nodded. His shifted his position, bringing his other arm around your neck. He used his thumb to trace your lips.
"I can't hear you," he said and grunted as you played with his tip. Beads of precum gathered, enough for you to fully lubricate the head. Your flicked your thumb against the tip and he moaned.
You sucked his thumb into your mouth. "Yes, I promise to be good," you managed to say.
"Yeah? Be good for me and cum on my fingers?" He asked.
He slipped his fingers from your clit to your pussy, plunging two fingers inside of you.
"Oh, fuck! Yes! Yes!" Your body exploded on his fingers. Your essence soaked his fingers, down to the knuckle. Sweat beaded against your skin, sticking you to him molecule by molecule.
He pumped his fingers into you, moving his hips in much the same rhythm. It was difficult to concentrate on getting him off by your hand when your world was falling apart.
Atoms burst apart in your vision, breaking the known universe down piece by tiny piece. Your body twitched and jolted. You flopped, back bowing, as the powerful orgasm ripped through you.
As it's cruelly delicious grip on you lessened, you fell back onto the bed with a heavy pant, trying to suck in all the oxygen that leaked from your brain.
You twitched with aftershocks, and Choso pressed kisses to your warm brown cheeks. "So good. So well. You did so great, baby. I'm so proud of you," he said in between kisses.
His kisses grew louder in nature, wet smacks filling the room. The whir of the fan did shit all to cool you down, but it was almost enough to get the air moving.
Your brain short circuited as he heaped you with praises. Telling you how proud he was, how he had so much faith in you. "You did so well, baby. You deserve another one," he said, pressing a soft kiss behind your ear. Your skin tingled there and you half sighed, half laughed.
Choso removed his fingers from your dripping pussy and brought it to his lips. He took his time sucking on his fingers, moaning at your taste. Whatever he couldn't get to, he circled around your nipples.
You twisted your thick thighs together, needing friction and relief. You felt bad but you gave up trying to get him off. You'll pay him back later. You'll suck the curse out of his damn body if it meant that he'd let you cum again right this second.
"You're so good to me, baby," you moaned.
You licked his thumb, resting on your lips. He nibbled on your ear as he nudged your legs apart.
"You ready for this dick?" He asked.
He moved your panties aside and slipped his dick through your wet folds, a soft smacking sound reaching your ears.
You gasped at the heavenly sensation. It felt good but it wasn't enough, ultimately. You needed more. You needed him to get as close as possible. You needed to stitch your hearts together and forever live in the comfort of his body.
"Yes, baby. Yes, please. Please fuck me, please. I'm so needy," you begged and pleaded.
A deep ache settled right down to your bones. You clutched and gripped at the dark sheets beneath you, nails pawing at the linen.
"I love it when you beg," he groaned. He lined himself up to your entrance, slipping easily inside of you. You gasped at the thickness of him. The size of him.
"Fuck, pleaaaase," you cried. Fuck if you knew what you were begging for now. For him to speed up? For him to slow down? You'd be lucky if you knew your own name should someone ask right now.
All you knew was that he felt so fucking good. He tightened his arm around your throat, placing enough pressure on your throat to take notice, but leaving you enough room to breathe comfortably. He had amazing self control and balance.
He slipped further inside, shoving into your warm, wet walls. He groaned with every inch gained, every centimeter further inside. "So fuckin' good. Ugv, taking me too well."
His large hand encircled your breast, squeezing, as he moved inside of you. If you squinted hard enough, he was kissing the edge of your cervix and you came on the spot.
"Oh, FUCK!" You yelled. God, this hurt. This was glorious. You couldn't breathe. Who the hell needed oxygen? You were ripped apart by each wave of pleasure that coursed through you.
"Made f'me," he groaned, dropping his head to your shoulder. His hair spilled over your chest, tickling your breasts. Your breaths came out in choppy waves. Your nails dug half moon marks into his thigh, lightly dusted with hair.
"C-Ch-Choso," you sobbed on his dick.
Whether it was your cry or the way you gripped his dick, either could be the cause for Choso whimpering his way to an orgasm, spilling hot cum into you.
You matched him with moans and curses. And whatever other kind of sounds you didn't know you could make.
His hips slapped roughly against your ass. "Fuuuuck," he groaned.
You gripped him tighter, clenching with all your might as if you could trap him there. Trap him in that singular moment where you were as close as you could be to him. Sometimes it downright hurt your heart that you couldn't get closer.
Choso came down from his high, stilling against your body as he huffed and panted. He once more gave you gentle kisses to your temple and cheeks. He kissed the corner of your mouth.
"You did so well, baby. Thank you. Thank you for being my good girl."
Your brain went fuzzy around the edges. You melted against him, no longer in your body but in some other ethereal place. You should've never told him about your praise kink. Now he used it whenever possible to torture your mind as often as he tortured your body.
"Thank you, baby," you told him.
Choso slipped out slowly, like he was trying to imprint this sensation or moment on his dick and relive it again. He sighed when he finally popped free.
A rush of cum leaked out behind him and you groaned, top teeth sinking into your bottom lip. "Fuck," you whispered.
Choso stood up from the bed and then roughly opened your legs so that he could watch his cum leak out of you. He encouraged you to push as much out as you could. He liked seeing your pussy clench over and over as you tried to work him out of you.
You felt light-headed and free. Like you were soaring through a field of clouds. When nothing else leaked out, Choso stood up and went to the bathroom.
He came back into the room and gently wiped your skin down with a cool cloth. You moaned for the hit of relief you got from that small act.
He wiped between your legs, taking time to thoroughly clean you up. He rubbed the rough cloth against your pussy, giving you an extra sensory that made you bite the sheets. A thread of drool connected you to the bed.
"You did so well baby. I think we can do one more," he moaned.
"I can't, baby. Ouuee, baby don't make me."
He increased pressure of the cloth against your clit, rubbing circles and started a fire low in your belly. Your clit throbbed under his careful ministrations.
"I can't make you do something you already want to do. You want to give me one more," he said. It wasn't a question. He was telling you. Was telling you that he knew your body better than you did.
Your knees jerked as that realization hit you like a truck. And fuck if he wasn't right.
Delicious pain twisted your lower belly, desire pooling in between your thighs. You were on fire. So fucking hot that your lips burned.
"Cum for me, baby. Be good for me," he said.
On command, your orgasm ripped out of you. You cried and chanted his name.
"That's right, tell me who owns this pussy. Who owns this good pussy?" He asked.
You struggled to tell him that he does. That you were his good girl and he owned you body and soul. You couldn't communicate any of that. 100% of your focus was to survive your climax and breathe. Two very important things.
Choso wiped away your lingering essence. He retreated to the bathroom before joining you back in bed.
Without words, you seamlessly matched your heartbeat with his. You grew drowsy, yawning every few moments. Your leg twitched once as you drifted off into blissful, fucked out, sleep.
The end!
Sorry for any mistakes, I typed this on my phone.
The Secret Choso Files
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sorry if it's not to much of a bother, may I request the first part of your gojo Duke fic? If not masterlist? I couldn't find it 😭
OMG HI! I'm so sorry 😅 I'm still working on my masterlist 😅 I was unsure of whether to post it since I'm still posting other works 😅
But here you go! The first part to Duke Gojo ^^
THANK YOU SO MUCHH 😭😭 I HOPE YOU ENJOY
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SCENE INSPIRED BY CHAPTER 21 OF COANDA EFFECT BY @bunnieshoneys ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
I LOV THE SOO MUCH ITS MY BRAINROT RIGHT NOWWW AAAAAAAAAAAA TY FOR THIS
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Tell your baby that I'm your baby
I BET ON LOSING DOGS
I KNOW THEY'RE LOSING AND I'LL PAY FOR MY PLACE BY THE RING
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Nanami in bed 18+ MNDI
3k words. Female reader.
Spoiler he’s a simp for poc women
All nanami stories by me will be under the hashtag NanamiAria
Soft dom Nanami
Nanami would be a soft dom. Loves giving you lots of prep for him. Lots of sushing. Sushing if you squirm too much. Sushing if you become overstimulated. He wants to be the one who does all the work. He doesn’t want you to move just stay still and take his gentle love making. He won’t let you lift a finger. If it becomes a bit too much he’ll gently push your limits staying in slightly longer each time to build your stamina. I see him as someone who can last a long time and like long sessions so he will try to slowly and gently build you up to his level.
Occasionally rough fucks you and degrades you slightly when you tease him too much or when he’s had an extra rough day at work. He prefers to be gentle but when you push his buttons too many times you’ll find yourself bent over his desk, dicked down with no preparation. Immediately after a rough session he’ll go back to being sweet. Leaving soft kisses over your whole body. Pulling you in for a hug or cuddles. Saying things like “are you alright love?, You’re perfect., I love you darling.”.
He likes being the provider the one to do all the work so he would prefer being with someone submissive in the bedroom. If you were a top he would let you grind on him a bit but after a few mines Kento would grab your hips, ending up taking charge, being the one bouncing you up and down on him. He’s never aggressive about needing to be the one in charge it’s just in his nature I don’t think he would even realize he’s like this often times.
Nanami experience level
Not that experienced probably has only been with three people tops. Probably hates casual sex or one night stands. Despite his low experience Kento fucks like he’s a porn star quite literally. He can last forever if he wants to, even cum on command. Always knows the right words to say to get you off too it’s like it was scripted but it wasn’t. Love making just comes naturally to him.
You’d think based on his professional quiet composure that he doesn’t think about sex often but that would be a lie. I think he’s quite hyper sexual. Though he would try to match whatever sex drive you had out of respect. To get off when he’s not in a relationship or when you’re not around I don’t see him being the type of guy to watch porn. I see him reading smutty novels. He honestly reads them quite often. As sort of a guilty pleasure. Thats probably where he learned his skills and pillow talk from.
Nanami’s taste in women
Everybody headcannons him as liking women of color. I 100% agree! He loves tan skin, olive skin, dark skin, dark hair, long hair, wavy hair, curly hair, braids, straight hair. Hispanic women, black women, Asian women, mixed women, he loves it all. He would be captivated by some woman that doesn’t look like the usual girl he sees walking around town. He’s never really liked a white girl before especially if they’re blonde because it reminds him too much of himself. He doesn’t realize this consciously he’s always just liked who he’s liked in his eyes. I see him getting turned on everytime you get a tan. Everytime he sees the contrast of your tan skin next to his pale tone. It makes him want to eat you quite literally. He’ll use any excuse he can to drag you down to the beach with him to see your skin glow and grow darker under the sun. Also as an excuse to see you in the new bikini he secretly bought for you. If his woman wore a bonnet he would find it adorable whenever you had one on. He would often buy you new ones that are the highest quality silk in your favorite colors to spoil you. He’s obsessed with dark hair. Doesn’t matter if it’s straight, curly, wavy, braided, coily. He loves it all. You’ll often times find Nanami sneaking up behind you to smell your hair or finding any excuse he can to run his fingers through your locks/touch your hair. He’s quite literally obsessed with all of you. If you were from a different culture he would get turned on everytime you cooked him meals that you grew up with or spoke your native language. He would learn how to speak your Native language secretly to surprise you. Especially as a cute way to propose and a sneaky way to spice up things the bedroom. He would do little things to learn more about your culture overtime to feel closer to you and get to know you better. I see him liking curves on your bottom half. Such as thick thighs, juicy bottom. Definitely more of an ass man. I don’t see him caring if someone has a big chest or not it’s just something that’s either there or isn’t. He’ll cherish whatever body shape you bless him with.
Body hair preferences.
He literally does not give a single fuck what you do with your body hair. He’s obsessed with you no matter what. Nothing will stop him from eating you out. Pubes. He loves you bald, trimmed, different patterns, landing strip, bush. He will love and cherish whatever you have whenever you have it simply because it’s you. Other body hair. He doesn’t care if you shave or not. I think he’d be used to someone who did shave their body hair but wouldn’t tell you what to do. Hes a grown man he doesn’t find body hair to make someone any more or less attractive. I do think he would probably be with someone who preferred to remove all their body hair and preferred him to have some specifically just because I see him being with someone more feminine and traditional. Traditional fem women seem like the type prefer those things at least to me.
For himself I see him having light chest hair and leaving it untouched. Lightly trimming his underarm hair. For his pubes I see him leaving them trimmed, preferring just a little something on his skin. If you asked otherwise for him to be bald or bush he would do whatever you asked to please you.
Nanami dad
Everyone headcannons him as wanting children but personally I would think he’d be scared of that. He would find children to be cute yes but at the end of the day he wouldn’t want his children growing up in a world they ultimately just have to work a stressful 9-5 and probably overtime in. He doesn’t like work he just does it because he has to. He knows he would have to work more if he had a kid and wouldn’t be able to spend the time he wanted with his family. He wouldn’t want to curse a kid with that life.
Regardless of kids he would ask you to quit your job and let him be the provider. He doesn’t want you to feel the same stress he does over work. I think pregnancy would worry him too much. He’d hate how hard it was on a woman’s body. He’d constantly think something bad would happen to you because he’d spend too much time on the internet trying to learn every possibility of something that could happen to stay ahead of it. I do think he has a kink for cuming inside you so he would most likely get a vasectomy so no accidents happen. If you really wanted children he would fuck you silly and remind you with his words how you wouldn’t be able to take him like this often if you were pregnant or busy with kids. When he’s finished with that he’ll buy you a cat instead to keep you occupied and hopefully for you not to ask again or he’ll buy another cat. I see him being a big cat person. Seeing you take care of the cats just doing simple things like that turns him on a lot.
Jealous Nanami
He tries not to be too possessive or jealous. He’s a grown man and understands a woman can live her own life, have her own friends, and what not. Though he tries his hardest to be good but he’s such a jealous man. He tries his best not to show his jealousy thinking it’ll turn you off. Not knowing that you’d actually love that side of him. Everytime you come back from an outing that he didn’t attend he missed your attention so much he’ll fuck you till your dick drunk off of him hoping you’ll feel so good and spoiled from him that you won’t leave again without him anytime soon. Any time you’re out together and a man looks at you he grips you tighter. It makes him want to take you to the nearest restroom, pin you up against the wall, fuck you passionately with love, while he begs you to tell him he’s the only man for you. He’s not insecure he knows you won’t leave or cheat. He also likes when men look at you he likes seeing their eyes shine at you then gaze up to him and realize they can’t have you. He still get’s so jealous from it though he can’t really understand why.
Nanami turn ons.
Doing domestic things turns him on a lot. Such as bringing him lunch, making him coffee,
cleaning, doing laundry. He likes it more than you wearing lingerie especially if you’re doing your chores wearing his shirt. Not that he thinks a woman has to do the domestic labor but he is old fashioned and traditional so he prefers traditional roles. He sees you doing these things as a sign of love and care. He also does the household duties when he has time off of work if there’s anything that needs to be done. Knowing you get to relax while he takes care of a household duty turns him on. You’ll often find him dragging you into the shower with him to fuck you silly when he’s finished mowing the lawn, or mopping the floors. He especially loves it when he comes home to find you doing something you love like cooking. When you’re cooking one of his favorite meals he’ll often eat you as the main course first as a way to say thank you for spoiling him.
He would never admit it but loves when you’re bratty on occasion because it gives him an excuse to bend you over his knee. He loves when you talk back without a care like you don’t know he’ll quickly put you in place. Nanami loves when your bratty self teases him while he’s at work. Weather it being you sending him pictures, videos, or you showing up and getting down on your knees under his desk toying with his waistband.
Husband Nanami
He loves being a husband. He would get married quickly. When he finds the right woman he doesn’t see the need to wait. He’s a hopeless romantic. Just being married turns him on. Knowing you have his last name, knowing he gets to take care of you from now on, it drives his mind wild. Anytime you casually call him husband or remind him that you’re his wife his member perks up instantly.
Nanami dirty talk
“Shh shh look at me love I have to break you in or you’ll never be able to take me. Just let it sit here I won’t thrust alright.
“Shh I told you to let me love”
“You’re so beautiful when I’m inside of you love. I always love how you let me take my time with you.”
“I’m so glad i met you. I feel so spoiled having such a sexy wife. Maybe i should spoil you with my tongue?”
“Shh hold still my love. Relax.”
“I love you darling. That’s right. I love it when it’s all the way inside your pretty walls”
“Yes that’s it love, let it out. Dont you dare hold back those moans from your husband.”
Kinks
I see him as old fashioned. Not super kinky. If being a care giver (not age play just like being the protector and provider) and a top in bed is a kink you can count that. Also finishing inside of you. Not sure if thats a kink but he has to finish inside of your pussy. He loves the feeling it gives both of you. On the rare occasions you last long enough for him to finish twice he’s in heaven. He’s obsessed with you being filled with him. He pulls back up your panties after and lifts up slightly to push his cum further inside you he doesn’t want anything dripping out of you. He wants it to sit inside of you for the rest of the day/night so that every time you feel filled you remember the sweet love he made to you. I see him enjoying spanking. Bending you over his knee when you’ve been bratty. Or slapping your ass while he fucks you from behind. Eyes winding and mouth watering with he sees you grow wet/wetter from his slaps. Aside from that I see him liking to use his tie to occasionally tie your hands behind your back. Mainly when you’ve been bratty and he wants to fuck you rough. Aside from that at most he would probably use a vibrator on you if you wanted/needed but would prefer to use himself.
Name calling
I don’t think he would be into much name calling. I mean maybe he would be into daddy or sir? Though I see him being softer I could see him having a darker side to him and liking it. But I think he would probably prefer you to names like; love, my darling, husband, baby, both in an out of bed. He would like calling you the same names in an out of bed as well.
Nanami receiving
He loves getting his dick sucked. Groaning at the sound of you lubing him up for your hole. He loves guiding your movements with his hands tangled in your lucious hair. Though he loves this he doesn’t like cuming in your mouth he prefers to cum down your cunny instead. He has a lot of stamina and control so he can prevent himself from cumming down your throat waiting until he uses your other hole.
Thats about the most receiving he likes the rest of the time he’d rather do all the work. Even though technically while you’re sucking him he still doing all the work by being the one to guide all your movements and telling you what to do.
Nanami moaning?
He’ll give soft grunts and moans occasionally. He’ll softly moan and grunt or pant heavily when he finishes inside you. He’s more of a talker than a moaner In my opinion. He loves whispering sweet things into your ears and sushing you quite often. He loves the sound of your moans he doesn’t Sush as a sign to be quiet but more as a sign to “take it” and also out of habit. He’s so used to saying “shh” he sort of does it out of instinct instead of moaning.
All nanami stories by me will be under the hashtag NanamiAria
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When it comes to you, Suguru Geto is the most caring boyfriend in the world. No matter how serious or insignificant you deem it, the moment you may be hurt he's nothing but concerned.
You're making dinner in the kitchen while he reads on the couch, one arm thrown lazily over the end of the arm rest as he taps his fingers to the tune of whatever song he can hear you faintly humming. He can feel the tensions of his days melt off, soothed by the relaxed atmosphere of his home.
Suddenly there's a sharp clatter of metal against itself, followed by a frustrated shout and hushed cursing coming from the kitchen. Before he can even register completely he's rushing into the kitchen to check on you.
"Are you alright princess?" he asks worriedly, coming to a stop next to you. "What happened?" he asked.
You don't answer, hissing in pain instead and rushing past him to the sink to get your wound under cool water. He follows closely, placing a large, comforting palm on your waist as he leans in, peering over your shoulder trying to assess whats happened.
"It's nothing, I just burned myself a bit," you assure, although the pain-crumpled expression you're wearing doesn't make your words convincing in the slightest.
“Let me see," it sounds more like an order than a request, but there's a gentleness in the way he moves your hand from under the tap and cradles it as he examines the irritated red skin on your knuckles that tells you he just wants to make sure you're alright. He frowns deeply.
"What happened?" Suguru asks again
"I was taking the pot off the stove and the water was boiling, and my hand slipped and it spilled on me…" you say, sounding almost ashamed as you glance past him and over to the mess of the stove. "I'm sorry I made a mess."
Suguru shakes his head at your apology, looking down at you. He uses his free hand to cup your face, turning your head so that you're looking at him.
"It's alright princess, it was an accident. It wasn't your fault," he brings your knuckles up to his lips, kissing each one softly. "All that matters is that you're alright."
You blush deeply, smiling shyly at his affection "Thank you Suguru." His response comes in the form of a sweet press of his lips to your forehead and a gentle command to go ice your hand while he cleans up and finishes making dinner.
How lucky you are to have him
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Toge Accidentally Uses His Cursed Speech on You (Part 4)
🔅content: Light angst/light comfort; gn!reader; no pronoun mentions
🔅synopsis: It's been 2 days since you last seen Toge... How do you go about this? What are you supposed to do? You wonder how to address the situation at hand...
🔅a/n: "What happened to posting part 4 soon" I ended up scraping the entire part 4 draft and remade it because I didn't like it :'D Thank you everyone for being so patient and putting up w my bs aaa Let me know if you want to be in the tags list and enable ur tagging :3
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"...Should I... open it...?" You asked yourself quietly, looking down on your phone as you stared at the multiple notifications you received from Toge.
13 missed calls
31 new messegaes
All unopened, all unanswered.
Slowly, you hover your finger over to his chat box, however, you hesitate- quickly shutting off your phone and plopping down on the soft mattress where you sat.
While the rest of the Okkotsu family went out to watch the movies, you decided to stay in the house by yourself. "You should come...! I'm sure it will help lift your spirits." Mrs. Okkotsu offered, to which you kindly declined her offer.
You figured you needed some time to be alone for now, but the lack of presence in the house ended up cauing a deafening silence to fill the halls, creating more opportunities for you to overthink the recent events between you and Toge.
'...I wonder... what did he say...'
'...why am I so scared to read it...?'
Over the past two days, you've been comfortably staying over Yuta's family home in the city. But since Yuta wasn't there at the moment, his parents and sister have been kindly accomodating you the entire time.
You were incredibly embarassed and reluctant to stay over, afraid of becoming only a nuisance to the Okkotsu family, especially since current situation between you and Toge was not at all very dire, just an arguement between two lovers.
Fortunately, Yuta and his mother were understanding and very insistent that you were welcome for as long as you'd like. Afterall, you were also one of Yuta's closest friends.
Trying your best to not cause them too much trouble, you help out with minor chores like the dishes, setting up the table, throwing out the trash- but each time you do so, you were met with gentle scolding.
"We told you to rest! You're still very hurt!"
"No no no, you're a guest, put that down!"
"We are not letting you wash the plates. Go back to bed and lie down for a nap! We'll bring you some snacks later."
"Nonsense! You are not a burden! You are a good friend of Yuta, and he asked us to take care of you, so sit down and don't worry about us."
Though that did seem to reduce the amount of guilt you felt, you were still rather embarassed for staying over someone else's family home just to hide from an ongoing dispute with Toge. So, you figured you shouldn't overstay your welcome, at least.
You look at your phone once again, staring at Toge's contact name as you remember your last encounter with him.
Staring at the ceiling above, you allow the memories from the incident flood your mind once more- remembering the sorrow, the pain, the sadness....
The entire time you knew Toge, he had always felt like the safest person to be around with, and you trusted him more than anyone- be it about your safety or your feelings. Naturally, the shock from accidentally getting cursed would shaken you up quite a lot.
You were badly hurt, both physically and emotionally.
And even for a short moment, you even felt afraid of him for the first time.
A feeling you knew would devastate him if he knew.
As shy as you were to admit it, all you did the entire day after the incident was quiety cry inside the guest bedroom in Yuta's home.
You can say that you rather had mixed feelings about the whole thing. Not a moment has passed in which you weren't thinking about it.
At first, it was shock, then fear, followed by pain before sadness, eventually leading to worry- the feeling you were experiencing right now.
Why 'worry'? You think to yourself, curious as to why there was this sense of longing to see him despite the accident.
It was a strange feeling in your chest. Most certainly, you were still very much upset and hurt about what he had done to you, but still-
"...I wonder how he must feel right now..." You hug the pillow nearest to you closer to your chest, unable to stray away the concern you felt for him.
Perhaps it was the way he looked at you the moment he misused his speech on you. The way Toge's eyes expressed so much shock, the way his voice was filled with so much guilt and fear... You have never seen him act in such a way before, especially considering the fact that he was always the more calm and composed one between the two of you.
You couldn't get the desperate tone of his voice out of your head, and you frequently find yourself vividly remembering the panicked expression he displayed on his face.
"...He must be worried..." You whisper to the pillow you held tightly, your eyelids closing as you replay the events of the accident.
More than anyone, you understood him the most, and you knew that this must be really messing up his mind right now.
It was one of his deepest fears, hurting someome he loves unintentionally with his speech, and you knew how deep this sort of wound would cut him on the inside.
More so, there was also the fact that Toge had personally witnessed the tragic events that happened to his allies in Shibuya... not to mention the fact that he had also been heavily pinning the blame on himself for the death of innocent civilians' lives.... lives which he felt responsible of protecting, all because he led them to take shelter to the same area Sukuna had unleashed his Malevolent Shrine.
'Truly...' you thought.
'this must be really messing up his mind right now....'
You turn over to your side, eyes staring blankly into the empty air in front of you.
"...He was distant and acting different from what happened in Shibuya afterall... I know he didn't mean to hurt me..." you whispered quietly, trying to think of how to address the situation.
You sat up, your hand firmly grasping your phone, a hesitant but concerned tone evident in your voice "I... don't want to make him feel any worse than he already does..."
Without a doubt, Toge was always so good to you. So protective, so understanding, so kind, so loving...
He was always there for you at your lowest points... and you never even had the chance to return such comfort to him before, so you think to yourself:
'...it's my turn.'
Your previous attempt to aid his sorrow didn't end up so well, but that's why you were willing to try again; To try again for him.
He probably hasn't been consoled ever since the incindent in Shibuya either. You, Panda, Yuta, or even Maki hadn't heard from him the entire time, and that's considering that all of you are his closest friends.
You ponder about it, and then you realize he probably wouldn't have ended up hurting you by accident or behaving so distant towards everyone if he had just allowed himself to be comforted- to be held and be told 'it's okay.'
...And you couldn't help but want to be that person who does that for him.
The more you thought about this, the more you wanted to see him.
You already released all the shock, hurt, and sadness for the past few days through a few weeping sessions in the small guest room before, and you think it's about time to come out of hiding.
You try to gain back your composure.
"...I wonder where he is... I hope... he's not pushing himself." You glance at your wallpaper, looking at a picture of Toge holding up a silly little peace sign while he sat next to a cute little dog you randomly met on the street.
You couldn't help but chuckle softly for a moment, then, your smile slowly fades back to form a serious expression on your face.
You miss the smile in his eyes like in the photo.
The idea of him in such sadness, worry, and pain ended up hurting you just as much as well.
"...I should talk to him."
So, you unlock your phone, open messages, and look for his contact name once again.
His contact nickname and his silly little photo appear.
'Bonito Flakes'
"...There."
Just when you were about to tap his name, you paused.
"Uh... wait... what should I say...?"
You pull back your thumb from the screen, suddenly having a bit of a panic on how to address the situation.
"..How do I reach out to him...? What... did he text me..? Is he upset with me? Is he looking for me...?"
His last text was from yesterday night, so you weren't sure what should be the best mood to approach him at this moment.
Just then, as if fate had timed this moment perfectly, a notification suddenly pops up on the top of your screen.
1 new message from Bonito Flakes
You gasped, completely taken aback from seeing his name.
'Wait... I'm not ready...!!'
You panicked slightly, causing you to drop your phone on the hard wood floor by accident, a loud thump echoing throughout the room. Fortunately, the Okkotsu family still hasn't returned from their outing yet, otherwise, you'd give them another reason to be worried about you.
You sigh, picking it back up as you lightly shook your head to gain back your composure.
As you check your sceen, you see another text from Toge come in.
Then another.
And another.
It made you slightly nervous but curious as to what his multiple texts were saying right now, and it sort of made you even more worried to know what he sent.
Is he sad? Does he need you? Is he just reaching out? Is he leaving the school? Does he want to distance himself from you?
"I'll... wait a little..."
Ultimately, you decided to let him finish sending his messages before you view it.
He sent quite a handful of texts, and it took a while before the messages stopped coming in. But just to be sure, you waited for a few minutes in case he had any late follow ups.
"I'll.... wait a little more..." You whisper to yourself as you stare at the phone in front of you, hoping to view his messages during a time when he's offline- You just wanted to make sure there was enough time for you to process and react to his texts without the pressure of him waiting for your response.
But the green dot next to his profile picture was still lit up, meaning, that he would be able to immediately see your replies the moment you send it.
But you would prefer he only sees it AFTER you're done sending your responses.
Sighing heavily, you whisper once more '...I guess I'll wait again...'
You check again after a few minutes, it was still green. So you wait again.
More time had passed but still- the green dot remained.
You wait again.
It was all you could think about for the past few hours as you move back and forth from checking your phone to lying down, staring into nothing...
Untul finally, at hour three, the green dot turns dim.
And with that, you were left with no excuse to delay opening your inbox any longer. "...alright... here we go.... I guess..."
With a hefty sigh and a single tap of your finger, you open his inbox.
Your eyes widened suddenly, immediate shock at the realization.
With a quickened pace, you hurridly limped towards the nearest window, the cast on your leg creating a slight scratching sound as you drag it across the floor.
Pulling away the curtains, you scan the street below in search for the white haired boy.
You squint your eyes slightly, trying to adjust your eyes to the darkness of the night.
Then, you see him.
"He... he's still there...?"
On the opposite side of the street, there sat Toge on the small pavement across from Yuta's house.
His head rested on his arm and his head hung low, perhaps taking a bit of a nap as he waited for your reply.
A wave of guilt suddenly washes over you as you realize how long you've made him wait out in the cold for a single reply.
You text him.
Toge???? Why did you wait for me?
You look drenched, what happened???
How long have you been there???
But your messages didn't seem to get through, not showing a mark of it being delivered.
"His phone battery must've died...."
Instictively, you hurried out the room with a more detemined expression, carefully treading the stairs with your injured leg, and rushed out the door.
Unintentionally, the noise of opening the door a little too quickly echoed across the dead silent street, casuing Toge to immediately jolt himself awake.
He made eye contact with you while he remained seated across the street, shocked at your sudden appearance.
Embarassed for startling him, you slightly lose your confidence and shy away from his gaze, a small lump in your throat preventing you from voicing out any words.
Toge stood up slowly, his eyes widen but his chest beated out of nervousness.
He doesn't expect anything positve, but still, he remained hopeful, as much as he felt like he didn't deserve you.
"...um...." you started, hoping to break the akward silence that filled the air.
"...I-...."
"....."
"....p-...please, come in...."
....
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a/n: So happy I finally finished this :')))))))) Shoutout to anon that poked me abt this that genuinely helped me lolol I just really needed a little push to finish this
NOTE classes are back ^^ and I'm doing some part-time comms sooo I'll be a lil busy but ofc I won't abandon this I luv this series <3
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decided to hop on the trend, and i absolutely despise this edit 😭
also toji is GOATED idc what y’all say, this mf is fine.
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ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱ? ᴍᴇ? ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ! (ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ)༉‧₊˚.
bestfriend!megumi x f!reader
jealousy is a very heavy feeling. why was megumi feeling it? you guys weren't together anyways. why should he care who you hang out with? it's only a strange feeling, it will go away in no time! except when it doesn't.
jealous? me? never! playlist!
content: bestfriend!au, childhood friends, friends to lovers, jealousy, angst, fluff, miscommunication, smau in further chapters, implied smut, i've liked you since i met you trope, distancing, i'll always find my way back to you trope
new friend
heavy chest
15 years
why him?
please answer
don't let this happen
now that your gone
fly back
why now?
cope
your my addiction
ive missed you
our happy ending
please comment on this post or any of the chapters to be added to the taglist for updates˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚
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───⋆⋅THE WAY YOU LOVE ME (LINK TO FULL STORY)⋅⋆ ───
summary: breaking up with your ex-boyfriend left your love life in a rut. so, you decide to start a physical relationship (no strings attached) with your close friend, satoru gojo. despite setting up rules, the two of you can't seem to keep your boundaries in check, and the lines that he's so carefully put in place blurs as your worlds slowly collide the deeper you both fall.
note: the entire fic is available on AO3. I originally had this fic posted on Tumblr, but have decided to stop updating on this platform. I do not use wattpad or any other platforms for my fics. If you see anybody else posting this story it has been plagiarized.
fic status: complete
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“EX-BOYFRIEND GOJO”
A/N: Just had a thought about this lol! Might have more ex-boyfriend series :)
Pairings: Gojo x Afab reader
Warning: Angst, Gaslighting, mentions of stalking and bribing, swearing, death threats, smoking, MDNI!!!!
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who gives you the annoyed look everytime you ask him to talk and fix your relationship. He’d sigh and say, “What now, y/n? Am I not enough for you?”
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who broke up with you because he accused you of being too controlling even though you only asked him to tell you where he was and who he was with every time he said he was going somewhere. When you said that you only wanted to know so you’d stop worrying, he also accused you of being jealous.
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who hated seeing you move on to someone else so he bribes or threatens all your prospects. Your dates will neither show up or just ghost you. When you learned this from Shoko, you immediately deleted all your social media, changed your phone number, and even changed your home address to escape from his toxicity.
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who panicked when he went to your house to confront you why you deleted all your social media accounts but it was a stranger who answered your ‘supposed’ to be home and basically harassed Shoko for your new info. Shoko gave Gojo the finger and said, “Leave her alone.”
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who saw you outside your workplace with a blonde guy who was wearing a blue button up shirt under a tan blazer with matching slacks and light shoes and thought why were you two laughing so much and why were you two so close? He was about to approach you but you saw him in your peripheral vision and took your co-worker’s wrist and ran inside your work building.
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who was furious when he saw you ran away with a nobody compared to him. Really that guy? He bribed and threatened your boss to give him your new address and phone number. There was the biggest smirk on his face because he thought he won.
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who was now fuming because it was the guy he saw you with answered your door and looked so nonchalant at him with a cig in his hand. “Who the fuck are you?” was what he said, the blonde hair guy replied, “If you don’t leave her alone, I will personally help her file a restraining order from you.” And closed the door in his face.
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who knocked loudly again but when the door opened, his face fell. The same guy now had a cleaver with black and white spots on it in his right hand, and said, “If you don’t leave now or ever…” Then blew a smoke in his face, “I don’t think there will be a nice ending for both of us and I really really don’t like going to jail.” Your ex-boyfriend Gojo just nodded and left.
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The Secret Choso Files
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Choso x Black!reader Fics
Stitch Me Where My Heart Bleeds
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no thoughts except SUB CHOSO.
Like he's the typa guy to restrain himself when together. Holding hands? Super Gentle. Kisses? You'll feel like an artisan's masterpiece. That dude got scared for a bit during french-kissing, thinking he might accidentally bit you or something (He's an amateur, you understand that. If he really did, you would like it either way) He IS gentle AT FIRST. But once you reassure him enough? That man is HUNGRY. He craves intimacy whenever you're together. It doesn't even have to be always sexual. Like asking you to link pinkies with, looking at you with doe eyes that screams "please kiss me". He's gonna find a way or another to feel close to you. Now in bed, well you're really fucked, like literally. He eats you out like a starved man and go into you like there's no tomorrow. I mean, you got a cervical bruising one time. He's obviously not the doing-it-in-public-place typa guy, he prefers the comfort of your home, especially bed. That way, he gets full access to your body and vice versa. And also, that man is VOCAL. Like, he would whimper at the slightest graze of your touch. He would chase it, actually. That man wants your hands all over him, taking control and making him feel good. He wants to hear your voice, your reassurance that he is a good boy. Wants you to talk through it. And when you both finished, the aftercare is heavenly. Would not rest until you're clean and relaxed. Giving your body kisses as he cleans your body with lukewarm water (he insists the kisses makes you more clean) and him occasionally wanting you to kiss him, on his forehead, nose, everywhere really.
" 'Just need your touch" he mumbles often.
When the bed is also rid of all the filth, he always wants to be spooned as you two fell asleep. Would not have the other way. Mutters "i love you s' much" until his body and mind embrace sleep.
MANN MY HEART AND MIND AAAHHHHHCCKKK😫😫💕💕💕💕
Submissive men is just really my type. AND CHOSO IS THE LOVE OF MY LIFEEE, I MEAN HE'S DEFFO A FAMILY GUY. Want him to be the daddy to my child😼😼😼
OOkayy, I think that's enough LOL. If you read this far, congratulations! I don't why you did that. ٩(ര̀ᴗര́)ᵇʸᵉ
#choso kamo#jjk#jjk choso#choso x reader#choso smut#rant#jujutsu kaisen choso#choso#x reader#fan fic#ff#might make this a story#a oneshot?#writing idea
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Inspired on Chapter 8 of Over the Threshold by @fushiglow 💞🥹 ‼️‼️‼️
I'm not normal about them
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retiredteabag rant *
I cannot believe I even have to say this but: you are weird if you “age up” minors in a sexual context. It is equally as weird as simply writing smut about a minor.
None of these characters are real to begin with, and I am aware that they do not exist, still, they are not created to be viewed in a sexual manner.
Stop sexualizing a being created to represent a child.
I cannot fathom seeing a character look, think, and behave like a kid and still feel the need to write porn about them.
There is rarely an instance where someone need justify their rightful actions, so if you do need to come up with loopholes to objectify a child, I would recommend rethinking why you are doing it.
At the end of the day, it is wrong to see a character- in high school, and lust after them.
If you need to “age up” a character to the age of 18 simply to have sex with them without any character development I cannot see how you wouldn’t find that unnerving. This should not be normalized.
To some extent, I do understand an argument that it is not “harming anyone” but I don’t believe this is necessarily true. Normalizing the sexualization of a child is never good.
The saying “just let people enjoy things” often ignores valid criticism and shows defensiveness toward something that, by all accounts, is repulsive. Even when reading fanfiction, as silly as it sounds, we should be thinking critically. Do remember that absorbing criticism about something you enjoy does not magically ruin it. (more in-depth article cited below if you are interested)
And at the end of the day, if the author does not canonize the aging of a minor, then they remain a child.
Don’t be a creep.
Wagner, K. (2019, May 9). Don’t Let People Enjoy Things. The Baffler. https://thebaffler.com/latest/dont-let-people-enjoy-things-wagner
#retiredteabagrantsandrambles#aged up characters#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen analysis#fan fiction#fan fic writing#I also do not care if you yourself are a minor as well since you are also unable to consent to anything so 🤷🏻♀️
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