#maki zenin thirst

[on7u]

thinkin abt maki who loves to tease u in public.. 👁️ you guys could be at dinner with friends and shes trailing her fingers up and down your inner thigh just enough for you to rub them together and then pull her hands back into her lap.

so now ur texting her like “pls say u have to use the bathroom” and she sees all youre messages and ignores them, flipping her phone over.

but what she will do is wait for everyone to be distracted or engrossed in a conversation to throw one arm around your neck and use her free hand to tilt your chin up. you lean in for a kiss and she does too, giving you a light peck and then pulling away to leave you chasing her lips. or something like that 🤓

[tojirights]

maki calling you her good girl while guiding your hips down on yuta's cock :(

maki sitting on your face, essentially pinning you to the mattress while yuta fucks your puffy cunt :(

maki leaving hickeys and bite marks all up and down your throat to your tits before yuta pulls out and cums all over your bruises :(

maki eating your pussy until there's tears in your eyes and you're begging her to stop, but yuta decides that's the perfect opportunity to put his cock down your throat and keep you quiet :(

[bakugoushotwife]

kinktober day twenty-seven: car sex

>>> no one will read these anyway based off of the reception for nobara, but i wanted to give the ladies some love this time around <3

>>> starring: maki zen'in x curvy!f!reader >>> cw: jealousy, homophobia w the zen'ins, making my own cannon, oral and fingering, car sex, semi-exhibitionism? i don't think so but just in case >>> wc: 1.8k >>> event masterlist:

formal events were the bane of her existence. she hated all the ritualistic steps of looking presentable for a clan celebration, of all things. maki has never been celebrated amongst her clan and she knows they won’t start anytime soon—so why did she have to show up and celebrate them? even worse, why did she have to drag her girlfriend to such an event? she knows half the elders will spend their time whispering about either her supposed powerlessness or her lesbianism, and the other half would be thinking about it all night long. she hated having to subject you to such nonsense, but her mother insisted–and she knew she’d never hear the end of it from her if she didn’t just suck it up and go. 

so here the two of you are, shoved into the zen’in family banquet hall in a tight fit. maki was absolutely uncomfortable, forced to mingle with people she can’t stand while trying to keep a possessive hold on you. despite the controversial relationship, she wouldn’t let it be lost on anyone. you weren’t here as a plus one or just a friend, you were here as maki’s partner and she wasn’t shy about it. they hate her already, she couldn’t give less of a fuck. her anger will make her the perfect protector too, she won’t allow them to say anything offbeat to you or their reckoning may come early. 

she also hated formal wear. it was impractical and stuffy, and she didn’t like being painted up to the nines, either. at least you looked amazing. you might be enough to make her rethink all her earlier opinions. seeing you tucked into a gorgeous kimono was definitely a lifeline to get her through the night—naobito’s birthday celebrations could perhaps pass harmlessly by with nothing more than the memories of how good you look. the silk highlights your body for days, tight around your chest and flowing down your legs. whereas maki feels completely out of place with rouge and lipstick on he skin, somehow it makes you look even more elegant and graceful. you’re flawless, evidence that maki is indeed good enough to deserve happiness. she keeps your hand in hers for the better part of the evening, fake smiling to some clan members while she keeps her scowl for others, you couldn’t quite find a rhyme or reason to her reactions. it isn’t until she’s pulled away by her sister that you’re able to understand. 

of course you were familiar with the atrocities of the zen’in, and it made you more than just a little uncomfortable to be surrounded by them, but with maki by your side, you knew that no harm would possibly come to you. but with her gone, well. now you’re left wide open. 

they don’t waste any time, a wall of zen’in has formed around you with various men bidding for your attention by offering you drinks and compliments, swearing that a zen’in man could give you a much better time than any woman—but especially one as weak and powerless as maki. their sentiment makes you snarl, but you don’t know how far maki is—meaning you don’t know how crude you can be with all these disgustingly vile creatures. 

“weak? naobito’s birthday or no—we can test that theory.” her sharp voice cuts through the cacophony of others. the men are quieted instantly, and you feel yourself smirk. they start rattling off excuses as to why there should be no fighting here tonight—but you hear the real reason: they’re afraid. 

maki has always been far more powerful than they deign to acknowledge. she’s a talented fighter, and you knew most of these old fuckers would be dead to rights if she really wanted to cause a scene. her presence is scary enough, brows set with a menacing look in her eye. she stares above their heads, making eye contact with you. 

“come. i think it’s time we left, dear.” she extends her hand for you to take, holding the stare of the disgusting old men that came to hit on her girlfriend the moment she stepped away. you skip forward to take her hand, almost giddy at her demeanor as she squeezes your palm in hers. you knew that she was pissed. she was mad when she woke up this morning and remembered this stupid fucking party was today, but now she’s irate. everything she thought would happen, did, and she didn’t feel like subjecting you to any more ogling eyes. she starts to drag you both towards the door, hoping that the hour and a half she had managed to occupy the same space as her family would please her mother enough. not that she quite cared anyway, hearing your little giggles of excitement told her that you knew exactly how she would remedy her bad mood. 

maki has a track record of jealousy, and you knew this time was no exception. this time may be the worst of them all, your girlfriend’s grip on your hand tightening as the driver brings the car around. her mind was racing with the harassments from the crowd, different cousins and uncles offering to show her girlfriend a good time after the party. tch, she didn’t have to wait. she would have you now, the windows of the car are tinted anyway. she opens the backseat of the spacious suv, jutting her chin out to the backseat. 

your feel your face heat up as you obey her, crawling into the back on your hands and knees. maki turns to give the chauffeur a tip, patting his knowing shoulder. she doesn’t much care if people know what she’s about to do to you in this car. in fact, she hopes rumors spread about it. the windows being tinted was all she cared about—no one would get to see her pretty little girlfriend’s faces of pleasure but her. she steps into the car after you and pulls the door closed behind her. she’s thankful for the air conditioning and radio humming lowly in the background, your noses pressed together for a brief moment as she adjusts your seat, pushing you back and ensuring she has enough space in the floorboard. 

you giggle a little, parting your thighs to give her room to sit between. she slinks between them easily, resting her hands on your knees as she peers over her lenses. you lick your lips in anticipation, seeing that anger in her eyes. 

“worked up, babe?” you tease just a little, resting your hand on her head. she raises a brow at you, quietly warning you to watch your attitude. you grin a little, knowing you could push her to her limits after the night that you’ve had—but you’d be the one to reap the consequences. so you lean back against the seat a bit, easing your cunt closer. she looks down at your middle at the movement, but she nods. 

“yeah. i’m a bit worked up.” she groans, bunching your silken skirt up by your thighs. her mouth salivates the closer she leans to the apex of your thighs. she catches your scent, grinning at the arousal already leaking down your legs. “they’re all just dying for a chance at you, hm?” 

you roll your eyes with a satisfied little grin, shaking your head at her. you pull your skirt up some more for her, but you know not to worry about anything further or you’ll further irritate your already ticked off and overzealous girlfriend. “just too scared of you to come around.” you decide to stroke her ego instead. 

she scoffs a little, amusement sparkling in the vast darkness of her emerald eyes. her fingers stroke over the center of your panties, and she hums approvingly at the dampness she can feel beneath. her lips tilt into a smirk, “and you like that?” 

“i love that.” you purr, scratching her scalp a little bit. she smiles softly and pushes the flimsy fabric keeping your cunt from her to the side. she gives you a breathy chuckle, watching the strings of your arousal stick to your panties as she peels them away, she’s enamored. 

“and i love that sloppy pussy, pretty girl.” she whispers, letting her fingers spread your lips apart. you take your lip in between your teeth in anticipation. she lets her slender thumb drag figure eights along your clit, face focused on your hardening tits and shifting face. you’ve always been so sensitive, it’s one of maki’s favorite things about you—how you jerk into her hand as she’s barely touched you, little moans coming from your pursed lips as the sounds of tires squealing outside overtake the music in the car. maki grins—you’re holding up the line, leaving the other zen’in’s no choice but to pull around maki’s signature suv. she chuckles a bit as she leans in, attaching her pink lips to yours, letting her fingers work their magic over your bundle. 

your body drowns in warmth, looking down at your sexy and strong girlfriend giving you head never got old. she always knew how to get you going, possessively shoving you in the back of her car was on the list. you grip at her hair as the pressure from her fingers intensifies, tongue slipping past your lips and straight into the hole—and she moans at the taste of you. your head rolls against the rest behind you, hands weaved into green locks in an effort to grind yourself down on her tongue inside you without moving her fingers. one of her hands pushes your thigh away, keeping you from breaking yet another pair of her glasses. 

she works in perfect time, knowing exactly how to send you over the edge without much work at all. she knows no man could tend to you so easily—making you cum like it was chewing gum or breathing. that’s why only she gets to wear the remnants on her face. you buck into her mouth, whines going high pitched. she taps your thigh, giving you express permission to cum on her face. 

you whimper, the affection in her eyes was enough to send you toppling over the edge. your hips shake, the dam breaking in your gut—your release covers your girlfriend’s tongue as she curls it inside, gathering all the taste of you that she could with a few animalistic moans as she sucks you clean. 

she pants a little as she pulls away from your cunt, tucking your panties back over the mess with a little smile of arrogance. “did that make you feel better, sweetheart?” she asks, pulling your skirt back down as she leans up toward your face. you bend down to meet her, she was still on her knees after all. 

you chuckle, giving her a soft kiss. “i meant to ask you that.” 

[shunshunrika]

Jujutsu Kaisen characters and things/feelings they remind me of, Let's gO

YUUJI ITADORI

Collecting beetles, Fishing trips, sound of crickets in the summer, the feeling when classes are cancelled in the afternoon, grandparents' unconditional love, Planning trips with childhood friends, Helping out at local orphanages, orange flavored sour candy, waking up to see you have an hour till the alarm goes off, complimenting random people, blowing bubbles in the backyard, smiles that convey more than words. Beach Weather songs.

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

Collecting seashells on the beach, aquarium visits, white and beige clothing, sunny skies and cool breeze, newspapers, broken phone screens and brand new headphones, forests, polished dress shoes, notes from sister, a hanky your mom made for you, a spare pair of round sunglasses you find under your childhood bed, blue lemonade, lifelong friendships, unwavering loyalty, moral compass. Conan Grey songs.

NOBARA KUGISAKI

Retro futuristic scene in modern Tokyo, lipstick on baseball jersey, Unplanned trips to Sephor and Ulta, a thousand pairs of clip on piercings, naval tattooes, chunky sneakers, acing tests to prove sexist teachers wrong, bathtub covered in hair dye, love letters to senpai, wired earphones, time capsule buried 10 years ago, first snow of the year, tumblr addiction, dad's rusty toolbox, random rips in clothes, finding money in pant pockets. Meghan Trainor songs.

SATORU GOJO

Being the relatives' favorite kid, pats on the head, well ironed shirts that wrinkle in an hour, karaoke booths, digimon figurines, blue led lights, early morning breeze, raindrops on glass, cloud-gazing, spa days, model united nations brat, your soulmate being your bestfriend, loneliness, dining in restaurants alone, train trips, broken promises, the pressure of being at the top. Periwinkle flowers. Baseball dates. Panic at the disco playlists.

MAKI ZENIN

Long eyelashes dusting your cheeks, Heels that push you over 6 feet, biker gang, Worn out karate uniforms, cracked glasses, scalp itchy from hair ties, cocoa butter lip balms, prioritizing one's ambitions, your parents never acknowledging you, minty deodrant and mouthwash, sour relations, gritting teeth, shoulders straight, skorts, dewy makeup, dead of fall, surprise birthday parties, Ava Max music.

YUTA OKKOTSU

Black and white wardrobe, manga addiction, gummy vitamins, straight A student, movie theatres after the crowd leaves, someone's watching me, self help book, under eye cream, calligraphy, kyoto visits, forehead kisses, everything's going to be fine, first friendship, traffic signals, overcast skies, stargazing, promise rings, last days of winter, Billie eilish music.

[ffsg0jo]

☆ 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ☆

gojo satoru

husband gojo - drabble

gojo as your brother - headcanons

little things they love about you [multiple] - headcanons

characters as book quotes [multiple] - headcanons

when you're fasting part 2 [multiple] - headcanons

tickle fights - drabble

gojo fluff - headcanons

loser loveboy gojo - drabble

gojo with a hijabi reader - headcanons

medusa reader au - drabble

thirsting over post prison realm gojo - drabble [suggestive]

jjk as random texts from insta [multiple] - smau

affection[less] - series masterlist

"she asked for no pickles" - drabble

roommate! gojo - drabble

his golden spear - one-shot

ryomen sukuna

royal guard au - drabble

uncle sukuna part 1 :: part 2 :: part 3 :: part 4 - drabble/one shots

affection[less] - series masterlist

jjk as random texts from insta [multiple] - smau

painting sukuna's nails - drabble

amputee sukuka - drabble

"she asked for no pickles" - drabble

suguru geto

lillies - one shot

jjk characters as your husband [multiple] - headcanons

tattoo artist geto - headcanons

romantic headcanons - headcanons

chimera suguru part 1 :: part 2 - drabble

jjk as random texts from insta [multiple] - smau

affection[less] - series masterlist

"she asked for no pickles" - drabble

choso kamo

boynextdoor! choso - drabble

jjk characters as your husband [multiple] - headcanons

jjk as random texts from insta [multiple] - smau

"she asked for no pickles" - drabble

nanami kento

[14:56] - drabble

little things they love about you [multiple] - headcanons

characters as book quotes [multiple] - headcanons

when you're fasting part 2 [multiple] - headcanons

jjk characters as your husband [multiple] - headcanons

jjk as random texts from insta [multiple] - smau

affection[less] - series masterlist

"she asked for no pickles" - drabble

toji fushiguro

ex-boyfriend toji part 1 :: part 1.5 :: part 2 - drabble

mornings with toji - drabble

healing - one shot

little things they love about you part 2 [multiple] - headcanons

characters as book quotes [multiple] - headcanons

jjk characters as your husband [multiple] - headcanons

jjk as random texts from insta [multiple] - smau

toji + soft sex - drabble [mdni !! 18+ only]

"she asked for no pickles" - drabble

yuuji itadori

ashes to ashes - one shot

ashes to ashes extended ending - drabble

thinking of you - mini drabble

time - drabble

little things they love about you [multiple] - headcanons

characters as book quotes [multiple] - headcanons

jjk characters when you're fasting [multiple] - headcanons

when you're fasting part 2 [multiple] - headcanons

jjk as random texts from insta [multiple] - smau

megumi fushiguro

reticent - mini drabble

little things they love about you [multiple] - headcanons

characters as book quotes [multiple] - headcanons

jjk characters when you're fasting [multiple] - headcanons

when you're fasting part 2 [multiple] - headcanons

jjk as random texts from insta [multiple] - smau

holding his hand - drabble

nobara kugisaki

little things they love about you [multiple] - headcanons

jjk characters as book quotes [multiple] - headcanons

jjk characters when you're fasting [multiple] - headcanons

when you're fasting part 2 [multiple] - headcanons

jjk as random texts from insta [multiple] - smau

maki zenin

little things they love about you part 2 [multiple] - headcanons

jjk characters as book quotes [multiple] - headcanons

jjk characters when you're fasting [multiple] - headcanons

yuuta okkotsu

little things they love about you part 2 [multiple] - headcanons

jjk characters as book quotes [multiple] - headcanons

jjk characters when you're fasting [multiple] - headcanons

toge inumaki

little things they love about you part 2 [multiple] - headcanons

jjk characters as book quotes [multiple] - headcanons

jjk characters when you're fasting [multiple] - headcanons

ijichi kiyotaka

his ithaca - drabble

heavenly way to die - one-shot

higuruma hiromi

jjk characters as your husband [multiple] - headcanons

atonement - one-shot

shoko ieiri

tasting the stars - drabble [suggestive]

© ffsg0jo 2022-2024 — do not plagiarise, repost, modify, or translate any of my work, in any way shape or form; i will piss in your cereal if you do. all work belongs to me and me only.

[cythena]

JUJUTSU KAISEN MASTERLIST ✕ text in bold contains smut or nsfw content. [ ෆ ] is fics [ ✰ ] is drabbles [ ✧ ] is headcanons [ ☾ ] is dark content [ ⚘ ] is a personal fav

— SATORU GOJO

[ ✰ ⚘ ] touch me tease me feel me up ; you looked so good for them and they couldn’t resist getting their hands and lips on you

[ ෆ ] just friends ; satoru told your parents you were "just friends" then proceeded to dick you down in your bedroom

— TOJI FUSHIGURO

[ ✰ ⚘ ] touch me tease me feel me up ; you looked so good for them and they couldn’t resist getting their hands and lips on you

— RYOMEN SUKUNA

— CHOSO KAMO

[ ෆ ⚘ ] thirst for me ; you’ve been babysitting this kid for a few weeks now and you just met his older brother

[ ෆ ☾ ] closer ; choso is so infatuated with the shy girl from his forensics class. his hobbies outside of school make it so easy to get to know more about her but he just wants to get closer to her.

— SUGURU GETO

[ ✰ ] best friend suguru

[ ✰ ] older girlfriend

— MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

[ ෆ ⚘ ] invite only ; nobara took you to some illegal racing night and you catch the winner’s eye

— YUUJI ITADORI

[ ෆ ] purple hearts ; yuuji meets todo’s older friend at his party and he’s hopeful to impress her

[ ✰ ⚘ ] touch me tease me feel me up ; you looked so good for them and they couldn’t resist getting their hands and lips on you

— KENTO NANAMI

[ ✰ ⚘ ] touch me tease me feel me up ; you looked so good for them and they couldn’t resist getting their hands and lips on you

— TOGE INUMAKI

— YUTA OKKOTSU

[ ෆ ] she's not your girlfriend right ; yuta okkotsu and maki zenin were never official no matter how much flirting you watched and it irked you to no end. yuta was so precious and had no clue maki was playing him. but they're not dating right, so it's okay for him to mess around.

— AOI TODO

— NAOYA ZENIN

[ ✰ ] toji’s wife

— MULTI

[ ✰ ] if i had to choose . . .

[bbkissme99]

F/F nsfw recs

jjk women in bed | visuals | 18+ only

wlw

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞

Mei Mei

HEDONISTIC MEI MEI X FEM READER

Mei Mei + mommy kink

𖤐 — nsfw, pussy eating, pussy fingering, filming, mei mei is bad asf

attending a gala with mei mei

Mei feeding you with cocktail and fruit

Shoko+Mei Mei x GN!Reader

three is a crowd | mei mei & s. gojo

Yuki

₊ ⊹ 🦢 Missed your touch

Shoko

SHOKO NSFW HEADCANONS [f!reader]

𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙆𝙊 𝙄𝙀𝙄𝙍𝙄 𝙎𝙈𝙐𝙏

Shoko kissing you so hard

two stressed, hot babes (you and shoko)

FORBIDDEN FRUIT

𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘Pairing: Shoko Ieiri x f!Reader

Somnophilia Shoko Ieiri x AFAB!Reader

golden love, shoko ieiri

The Insincerity of the Stars Chapter Warnings: Smut, Shoko x f!Reader

Just thinking about Shoko (and eating her out)

Gojo sneaks into your dorm cause he sort of “misses” you. Oh, and Shoko’s there too.

Being dommed by both Utahime and Shoko sounds like a dream

You and Shoko have been best friends for 6 years.

synopsis: two stressed, hot babes (you and shoko) decide to have spontaneous one night stand in a car

Utahime:

3some w shoko and utahime 🦪

Feat: Shoko X Fem!Reader X Utahime

making a usually cranky utahime really desperate

Utahime Brainrot

Show Off - Utahime

thinking about having a fwb relationship with your roommate utahime

threesome with utahime and miwa

miwa being introduced to toys out of utahime’s private collection.

You look so beautiful, dear.”

there’s-only-one-bed-trope

siren!Utahime,

utahime in a sundress

Maki:

girl 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞 𝙯𝙚𝙣'𝙞𝙣 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

[INVIDIA] MAKI ZENIN X FEM! READER

Maki Ze’nin eats pussy like a heathen.

⌗︙・maki complimenting you ⸜⸜・

maki buys a new toy and insists to try it out on you tonight

What Roommates Do

and they were roommates

every single drop

pussy eating with maki!

Bimbo

how maki zenin eats you out 

jjk girls - how are they in bed

sucking on maki's titties

car sex

soft dom!maki zen'in,

Maki (jjk) using a strap or cursed cock to please her gf

“Be a good girl/boy for mommy/daddy.”

E sex (Maki zenin x f!reader)

Zen’in Maki x Reader

jennifer's body - z.maki

maki (jjk) + empty lecture hall

++ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐙𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍 — 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘

Maki x Nobara (x Reader)

Every Girls Dream Maki zenin x F!Reader x Nobara Kugisaki

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 || 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐙𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐢

nobamaki smut

lyou ride Maki while Nobara ...

maki's angels

Maki and Nobara taking good good care of you in bed and outside of it

More

nobamaki thirsting

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐳𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧」

Nobara

𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙉𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝘼𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨 Nobara x reader

First Nobara x Fem! Reader — college AU

kugisaki nobara x curvy!f!reader

mommy dommy Nobara?

𝗦𝘁𝗲𝗽𝗺𝗼𝗺!𝗡𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗠𝗮𝗸𝗶 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗽𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱.

Ownership Nobara x Fem!Reader Oneshot

cw: sub!nobara , soft!dom!reader, cunnilingus, fingering

First

nobara kugisaki + mutual masturbation

face sitting, chubby reader, pet play

Step sister Nobara x fem!reader

soaked

kugisaki x fem!reader

railing kugisaki

Nobara decides to have some fun with you in public

Imagine being Nobara’s senpai & guiding her through her first time

siren nobara

[novemberfroge]

JJK fans that thirst over Toji Fushiguro are the strangest breed of creatures to me cuz I'll never understand how you can thirst over a deadbeat dad who hates his child when we have characters like Maki Zenin and Nanamin Kento and Yuki Tsukumo

[cursedvibes]

Hello 👋 How are you? I love reading your posts, thanks so much for sharing them! Can I ask random things?

So, I just read a posts about how some male anime/manga characters that are loved will be hated if they were female. And it got me thinking. What do you think will happen if Gojo or Sukuna were female characters (with the same power and same personality), will they be hated? For me, yes they will be hated. But, the same can't be said for Yuuji. Like, for me, even if Yuuji's character were female, somehow, I think will be loved... But what do you think?

Hm, for Yuuji I don't think he would loved all that much. Well maybe in the sense that he's used even more as a shipping self-insert with any male jjk character that's considered hot. People already genderbend him a lot for that, so that would be very common together with the submissive wallflower sunshine boy/girl personality people like to give him. More people would call his and Megumi's relationship a romance then though, assuming Megumi remains a guy.

Aside from that, powerscalers and typical reddit fans would hate him. Like they already did until shortly before the end of the series when he got two new CTs, could heal and use BF and his domain. Before that "all he does is punch" was very common and dismissed him quite often, said he's irrelevant in his own story because Gojo or Yuuta are stronger than him. Count misogyny into that and she would be widely thought of as a loser and as useless as Sakura (no shade at Sakura, she's used commonly used as a punching bag). Not even the power-up would help much there, I think, he would just be called a Mary Sue or that it's out of nowhere. Basically what they already like to say about Maki.

Sukuna would definitely be hated. Just like Yuuji later on, he's a Mary Sue. "Fraudkuna" would already be prominent way before the fight against Gojo. Sukuna using an extremely powerful shikigami she defeated herself in a fight? That's cheating, can't even use her own technique, could only win by fraudulent behaviour 😤 "Save me, daddy Mahoraga" would be even more of a meme. And assuming Sukuna's OG form remains the same, more people would call her ugly and she wouldn't have as many people thirsting over her. Or maybe only if she's in Yuuji or Megumi's body. Maybe.

For Gojo, I'm not sure Gojo would be quite the same person if turned into a female character. She would have a much harder time staying ahead of the higher ups and leading her clan I think. From what we know, the Gojo aren't super feminist either and they still place a lot of worth on bloodlines. So there would be more pressure on Gojo to reproduce and give them strong offspring and also probably more of an effort to control her actions. Power is all well and good, but Gojo also doesn't want to rock the boat too much and stays pretty civil towards the higher-ups for the majority of the story, so I think they would take more advantage of that. The Zenin and Kamo would also show far less respect. At the very least, fem!Gojo would have to work much harder to get the recognition he has in canon.

As for the fandom reaction, I think Gojo would still be beloved, but by different people. Like, Gojo would still be insanely pretty and create a lot of shipping fuel and stans merely through that. Think like Robin from OP or Erza in Fairy Tail. So still popular and beloved, but by slightly different people.

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💚~ watched jjk clips on yt and guess what? im thirsting over maki zenin again. why are animated women and irl women so beautiful bro. so here’s a little fic🥰

also happy may! school year is almost over and i couldn’t be more eager

this is x black!reader simply because i feel like it. <33 to my black followers y’all are the love of my life

♥*♡∞:｡.｡ black fem!reader, fluff<33

𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 <𝟑

🗒 🍀❛ summary~ you, the gang, nanami, and satoru are all out celebrating your one hundredth successful mission when maki gets a little too caught up in the moment. <33 ༉‧₊˚✧

Today was perfect.

The atmosphere was cheerful, the sky was sunny, and everybody was in a good mood- which was more than you could say most of the time. Except for Nanami- but that was to be expected. With Gojo having forced him to be there, of course he’d be sour.

The whole gang was at a beautiful outdoor restaurant called Restaurant Luke in Tokyo, an Italian joint. The first years, including you, had completed your fiftieth successful mission and decided to go out to celebrate. Gojo had rented out the entire sky lounge, and now here you all were, enjoying your freshly served food on the very roof of the place.

While before the food had been served everyone had been casually chatting, now it was silent as each and every one of you stared at Itadori in horror as he devoured his pasta from his plate before any of you had even picked up any utensils. His face wasn’t even visible behind the flying noodles, spraying tomato sauce all over you and Nobara, who had a beseeching look on her face as she scooted closer to you as much as possible in a futile attempt to avoid the mess. It was only after this has gone on for about two minutes and Itadori had already inhaled half the plate that he finally noticed that nobody else had even started eating. Confused, Itadori lifted his head from his plate and glanced around at the shocked faces before him. “What’re you all looking at me like that for?”

Nobara instantly went off. “Are you stupid? You just sprayed tomato sauce all over me and Y/N! The rest of us haven’t even touched our food yet?”

Itadori was quick to retort. “How is that my fault? If the food is good, I’m going to eat it!”

“And they’re off,” Megumi muttered from the other side of you. Quietly, he picked up his fork and began eating as well.

Gojo, leaning against the railing on the ledge of the area, was already cracking up while Nanami simply stared at the childish man from the corner of his eye. “Itadori, how did you even manage to get Nobara and Y/N that messed up?”

Itadori was defensive. “I didn’t mean to!”

Toge, sitting across the table from Itadori, looked apathetically from him to you and Nobara before simply saying, “Bonito flakes,” in an exasperated tone and delicately picking up his eating utensils.

Maki arched a brow at the mess Itadori had made of you and Nobara. “You guys know we literally just got here, right?”

“Okay, okay.” You stood up from your seat, pushing your food back from the edge of the table. “It’s fine. I’m just going to go clean off a bit.”

Nobara got up too, although more abruptly. “Yeah, me too. Thanks to him, Y/N and I look like we just slaughtered a pig.”

“That’s enough from you two,” Nanami cut in with a bored but firm tone before Itadori could respond. “Nobara, Y/N, go clean up and we’ll see you back in a moment.”

With that, the two of you went off, climbing down the stairs and heading inside of the restaurant to the bathroom. You both positioned yourselves in front of the sink, turning on the faucet and wetting paper towels to clean your skin and clothes off with.

“Ugh, no way Itadori got that shit in my hair,” Nobara groaned, annoyed. She ran the wet paper towel through her strands of brown hair roughly.

“Yeah, try getting it in your eyelashes,” you added, rubbing the paper towel over your eye with a frown. “Is it just me, or does Itadori have some really weird eating habits?”

Nobara sighed. “Between eating like a two-year-old and the fingers he also ate, it isn’t just you…”

You both finally managed to get the sauce from your clothes and body, tossing the paper towels into the trash can as you both headed out, although your hair was a bit damp and your clothes still had faint stains on them. Luckily, nobody seemed to notice when you two came back to the group. Everyone was eating now, and Itadori was not-so-subtly stealing meatballs from Nobara’s unattended plate.

“Itadori, get the hell away from my plate, you vulture!” Nobara rushed to her seat and swatted Itadori’s hand away, who put on a childish pout. “But I’m hungry!”

“Then maybe don’t devour your entire plate within two minutes next time,” Maki intoned dryly.

With a good-natured eye roll, you decided to get out of Nobara and Itadori’s way, instead going to stand beside Maki. You two had been dating for a few months now, but you’d been keeping it private because you both knew how your colleagues (and occasionally teachers, in Gojo’s case) acted.

Luckily, before Nobara and Itadori could start up again, a waitress appeared at your table, holding a basket of breadsticks in her hand. “How are you all enjoying your food?” she asked brightly.

Itadori instantly turned to face her. “It’s great!” Then he noticed the breadsticks she was holding. “Are those for us?” You could practically see the hunger in his eyes.

The waitress nodded cheerfully. “As a matter of fact, they are! Here you go.” She set the basket on the table, and it was all Megumi and Nobara could do to hold Itadori back from pouncing on the bread. Gojo seemed to find the whole display very amusing, while Nanami’s deadpan expression remained unchanged.

“I’m glad you all are finding your food satisfactory.” The waitress smiled and began to head back downstairs- but she made the mistake of passing by Gojo, and by the look in his eye you could tell he wasn’t up to any good.

“You know…” he leaned down to look at her name tag, purposely getting close to fluster the waitress, “You look absolutely gorgeous in that uniform.”

The waitress seemed caught off guard, but smiled anyway- and the second you saw the pink appear on her cheeks, you knew it was over. “Wow, that’s very kind of you…”

Nobara and Itadori may have been occupied with one another at the moment, but the rest of you were cringing into your capellini. The man really didn’t have any shame.

Despite the death stares the white-haired man was receiving from either end of the table, Gojo wasn’t done yet. “But you know what you’d look even more beautiful in?” He paused for dramatic effect. “My arms.”

“You have got to be kidding me,” Megumi muttered, averting his eyes from the scene. Inumaki simply raised a brow, while the dark shadow over Nanami’s face in that moment made him look genuinely scary.

The waitress was about to respond, but Nanami grabbed Gojo’s arm and yanked him abruptly back from the embarrassed waitress. “That’s enough out of you, Satoru. Stop flirting with the workers, you idiot, they have jobs to do.”

The waitress glanced at Nanami before scurrying off, and Gojo tugged his arm from Nanami’s grasp before letting out an exaggerated groan. “Look, Nanamin, just because you don’t have any game does r mean you need to throw me off of mine.”

“How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that?”

“Oh, my god.” You buried your face in Maki’s neck, who laughed a little at your reaction and absently gave you what should’ve been a simple peck on the lips. But when you looked up again, the whole group seemed to have eyes on you.

At first, you were confused, thinking you’d done something weird without noticing. But after a few seconds, you realized: you and Maki had blown your cover.

Shit.

Itadori, as usual, was the first to break the silence, breadsticks seemingly forgotten. “Uh… am I seeing things or did Y/N and Maki just kiss?”

You were at a loss for words. “…maybe?” you answered, offering a sheepish smile.

“You two are together?” Megumi queried. He didn’t seem to feel much about it, he just seemed to want to know.

Maki managed to keep her composure despite the slip-up. “Yep,” she answered airily.

“Tuna,” Inumaki added.

Nobara was also floored. “Huh? You two are dating?!” She stood up from her chair and slammed an open palm down on the table. “And neither of you told me? For how long?!”

You stared at her hand on the table for a moment before tentatively looking back up at her. “Um… please relax.”

“Well?!”

Maki tossed her hands up in a surrendering gesture. “About eight months. Seriously, Kugisaki, calm down. It’s not that big a de-“

“Eight months?!”

You closed your eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath.

Gojo, as expected, reacted accordingly. “Awww, Maki and Y/N are dating?! That’s just adorable.” The tall man leaned in towards you both with a wide and playful grin, making Maki back up a little. “To be honest, I didn’t think Maki could even have romantic feelings for someone.”

Maki was not amused. “Seriously?”

“Well, why’d you keep it a secret?” Itadori wanted to know.

Now Nanami finally spoke up. “Because clearly you all reacted in a completely sane and mature way. Now can we please just eat our food and stop making more of a spectacle of ourselves than we already have?”

You breathed a sigh of relief at Nanami’s words- Gojo went back to irritating Nanami and flirting with passing waitresses, Nobara and Itadori resumed their usual (mostly) joking banter, and Megumi and Inumaki did just as Nanami said and quietly ate their food. But you were definitely not looking forward to the earful that you and Maki would surely get later from Nobara and Panda…

[6gumi]

𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.

SATORU GOJO

you want what? a baby?

multiple times over!

breathless.

pussydrunk men.

fast pace.

blessed by the heavens above!

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

you want what? a baby?

YUJI ITADORI

breathless.

soft lovey sex thirst!

RYOMEN SUKUNA

night patrol !

blessed by the heavens above!

NOBARA KUGISAKI

none yet.

MAKI ZENIN

none yet.

TOGE INUMAKI

none yet.

YUUTA OKKOTSU

you want what? a baby?

breathless.

KENTO NANAMI

fast pace.

blessed by the heavens above!

SUGURU GETO

you want what? a baby?

pussydrunk men.

fast pace.

blessed by the heavens above!

TOJI FUSHIGURO

breathless.

pussydrunk men.

fast pace.

blessed by the heavens above!

CHOSO KAMO

fast pace.

blessed by the heavens above!

“inexperienced” my ass!

TAKUMA INO

“inexperienced” my ass!

YUKI TSUKUMO

none yet.

SHIU KONG

none yet.

© 6GUMI. please don’t copy, translate or consider any of my works as your own !

[ao3feed-itafushi]

i like it when you look at me

by HippiePrincess “Y’ know,” Nobara said suddenly after a few minutes. “If Itadori asked me nicely, I’d probably let him break me in half.” Megumi almost dropped his granola bar. “You’d what?” Words: 3812, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M, Other Characters: Fushiguro Megumi, Itadori Yuuji, Kugisaki Nobara, Zenin Maki, Panda (Jujutsu Kaisen), Inumaki Toge Relationships: Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji, Minor or Background Relationship(s) Additional Tags: Thirsting, abs, Mutual Pining, Established Kugisaki Nobara/Zenin Maki, Get Together, Feelings Realization, First Kiss, Itadori Yuuji is a Ray of Sunshine, he's also jacked, maybe like three seconds of angst, Kugisaki Nobara is a Little Shit, she's satan incarnate, Fluff, Fluff and Crack, Fluff and Humor from AO3 works tagged 'Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji' https://ift.tt/tCZws9F

[sassooda]

Worlds Away JJK AU/ Chapter 95 - Stimulation 🔞

w/c - 6,795

“Doll…”, Toji engulfs her lips with his own, using his mass to impose his stature. When he breaks away for breath, he’s drawn to her half-lidded glowing eyes and to how her fluttering lashes have collected the tiniest of droplets; the light catches them perfectly. Adjusting his hold, he bucks Elska upwards to better secure her against the wall but the tile is incredibly slick, causing him to slide.

They slipped not even an inch but its enough for Elska to recognize that perhaps there will be a better time for this position later. She giggles into Toji’s lips right before he lowers her down, his attitude unapologetic but also copacetic. Stepping towards the warm stream, Elska shivers from lust alone while contemplating on Toji’s demeanor. She doesn’t truly believe that he’d drop her but that would add quite the damper on the day, “My beloved, that was a close o-…ahh!”.

Toji collides into her back, trapping her within his arms to share the free-falling stream. Their hips sway them slowly, his right arm bending near her breast to cross her shoulders; her hands hanging from his forearm. She asks, “Is everything alright?”, giving reason for the slighted smirk being birthed over her head. Of everything isn’t alright. He has to literally show his ass and terrify everyone in order to steal her away. As Toji’s eyes trail off to the left where the shampoo bottles sit in suds, he refrains from speaking harshly and instead exhales.

“Hmph.”, Elska twists around to face Toji with an eyebrow raised, asking, “What is wrong? You can talk to me…”. She raises a hand to cup his cheek but his large fingers snatch her wrist, to which she’s yanked into him. She closes her eyes while coupled into his skin and hones into his energy, trying to gauge his disposition by that alone. She gets nothing that is revealing to the point of making a judgement. It’s not enough.

Toji has become aware of everyone assembling in the bedroom and with a heated glare, fumes at the possibility of being interrupted. A gentle hand captures his chin, guiding it back to the one thing that can sate his insatiable thirst. His mind instantly cools and Toji allows himself the calming affect of her touch; nuzzling into it as her soft hands caress his cheek. She pulls his head downward, him obliging as their eyes close and their lips connect. It feels like such an improvement to have her undivided attention, as things were moons ago. Her mouth parts open, his hands slide to her hips. “Toji…”, leaves her in the form of a needing mewl, his wanton growl replying as naturally as the water bends to gravity.

~BANG~

Elska’s head snaps towards the door while his view burns menacingly towards the floor as he snarls, “That’s it…”.

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“THE FUCK!?”, Orao is shoved backwards into a mirror, thinking that specific piece was going to crash down over him. He scurries to his side, his cells clamoring incessantly to escape from danger.

“Please, don’t do this.”, Choso’s soft voice cascades calmly.

Orao jumps to his feet and postures himself in a much more aggressive stance, finding his glare to rest on the back of Naoya’s head, ‘He dare…’. His anger over being tossed like trash subsides momentarily when he gathers that Zenin only threw him to get him out of reach. Choso now stands beside the shaman with the katana, repeating, “Don’t do this.”. The sheer audacity of the young shaman with expression of a wounded dragon remains on himself but all of this only adds to Orao’s bewilderment while he mauls over Choso’s aide.

“Naoya!”, Maki cries with hands over her mouth as Yuuta rips the tip of his sword from her cousin’s arm. Naoya flinches but barely demonstrates pain, though she knows it must hurt. With a stiffened hand, she aims it towards Yuuta’s head, shouting, “WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?!”.

Yuuta accepts the slap to his nape dutifully, now refining some of his temperament but he’s lost with how no one else seems to suspect the stranger, ‘This guy is one of them.’, that he’s certain. With Naoya’s blood dripping from the tip of his blade, Okkotsu berates himself over the mistake and offers, “I’m sorry…”.

Gojo sits up in the bed, still fully exposed but uncaring, “Should’ve just let Yuuta do it!”, shrugging his shoulders with disinterest. He watches Naoya shrug off the wound but tunes into his thoughts to hear, ‘FUCK THIS HURTS! I’VE GOT A FUCKING HOLE IN ME! I need to feed…these God Damn ruffians...FAAAACK’. Satoru snickers under his breath, lying back down to wait for his love to be done with her shower. He and nearly everyone jumps out of their skin when Toji once again barrels through the door to tell them all to shut the fuck up. Gojo’s eyes narrow, ‘He’s been in there with her this enitre time!???’, now feeling less patient.

“THIS ISN’T A FUCKING PLAYGROUND SO STOP ACTING LIKE IT IS!”, Toji roars, at his wits end with managing this circus, “CAN’T EVEN THINK WITH ALL THIS NOISE.”.

“Think?”, Gojo taunts rigidly, “More like fuck.”.

Naoya gasps, “Hey, wait a minute!!”, also now realizing that Toji was keeping Elska to himself, “What are you doing in there?!”. He grabs his arm and opens his mouth to warn all against attacking his princess today.

Gojo stands up and stretches, “I just told you lover boy!”, knowing that it’ll be harder for the sneaky Fushiguro to succeed with all the attention on them. Naoya’s jaw drops as if he feels betrayed thus filling Satoru with satisfaction, “And while we were all right here too!”, he whines, fanning the flames.

Toji face falls flat, his annoyance abundantly clear. He looks around the room, sees Getou, Maki, Yuuta and that fucking body guard; all people who don’t need to know what he and Elska were up to. ‘It needs to stay that way…’, his old-fashioned streak shining through until Naoya beelines for the bathroom. He clothes lines his cousin before grabbing a hold of his robes.

“Toji! Get off-”.

“Look boy…”, Toji yolks his younger cousin up by the collar, “I don’t want any more disturbances.”, his eyes reflecting off of Naoya’s pale skin, “I’m saying this as nicely as I possibly can right now...stay...the...fuck...out.”. When the Zenin explains that he’s injured and is need of his princess Toji grumbles and regrettably informs Naoya, “It’s just a scratch, you’ll survive.” but not too long before Satoru offers, “Feed from meeee little Naoya!”.

Suguru glances around to the guests awkwardly, shy and embarrassed by the issue at hand. He blushes as his mind runs wild with assumptions, all wild in nature but surrounded on what those on the outside of their circle must think of them. Choso walks past him, Getou side stepping as if touching the being would prove hazardous. He finds it odd that Choso would have any whispers to share with Okkotsu but pretends he doesn’t notice nonetheless.

“Thank you for heeding my advice…”, Choso quietly relays to Yuuta who looks back to him unsatisfied. The shaman’s eyes fall to Orao and harden but Choso vaguely explains, “There is reason for his being here. Hard though it may be, I ask that you leave him to us for the time being.”. He comprehends that Yuuta has no special reason to trust him, they’ve only just met despite how much Choso may know about him. Yuuta verbalizes nothing extraordinary but nods to affirm that he’s well aware of stumbling into something cryptic. Choso already regards him as someone trustworthy for there has never been a route that showed anything otherwise. Their attention becomes captured when Toji’s voice hollers, “SHE’S NOT JUST YOURS BOY!”, Yuuta shaking his head with laughter to how much things have changed. He can’t help but reiterate to himself, ‘So that part is true then…’, picturing all of the turned ganging up on Elska. It’s hard admit with a straight face but due to his own personal grievances with traditional relationships, the idea is rather thrilling. His eyes float to Maki to see if she’s picked up on it as well, leading him to grin. Her cool expression says it all and it would appear that his dear lady is also interested.

Gojo cracks his knuckles, “I’ll be right back.”, hastily exiting the room without further explanation or clothes. His presence soon disappears all together.

“Ughhh!”, Naoya parks his butt on the bed, angered about Toji’s adamant stance. He folds his arms, quietly groaning to his injury while secretly applying pressure. With his nose turned up, he tells them all, “My princess will be furious when she finds out Toji made me sit here and bleed!” and looks to Yuuta, “She has killed for me, you know!”.

Maki laughs, thinking, ‘I really like this chick already,’ but addresses, “Shouldn’t we wrap that or something?”, half begrudged with responsibility over Yuuta stabbing him. She begins searching the room for anything that would suffice but she notices the quiet Titer that’s at ends with Naoya, speak up.

Suguru thinks maybe he should be less like furniture and more conversant, “I believe he means for Elska to heal him.”, and is instantly met with a heated scowl from the Zenin. Suguru looks away, evidently hurt.

“Tch.”, Naoya rolls his eyes, hating that Getou is right and is even familiar enough with Elska to   understand from experience. He folds his hands together in his lap, raging over having to announce his official alliance with the Titers tonight, wondering, ‘How the hell did it all work out for him? He is literally the worst and yet he’s still here…’. Naoya knows that Elska wants him there and that creates a turmoil in him that cannot be advocated for, he doesn’t understand why. Why him? What the fuck is so good about that rapey bastard? Naoya’s glowing eyes locate Suguru who seems lost in thought, ‘And my princess…’, his eyes narrow, ‘Why does she always forgive them?’. He’s rather salty right now so every grievance he can think of seems to be at the forefront of his mind. With disgust, Naoya looks over Getou’s physique and mumbles, “Stupid muscles…”, somehow thinking that must be Elska’s reasoning but his mind jumps to how dark Getou’s aura naturally is and grunts once he considers that his baby is invigorated by debauchery. An image of Suguru’s lips meeting her neck jolts Naoya with a sort of doom that to his dismay also riles something more than adversity. He wheezes; gripping his arm while also clutching onto denial, ‘No...no fucking way…’.

Naoya can feel himself throbbing to life.

Getou looks over to Zenin, wanting to understand what rattled him as he’s heard that ridiculous sound many times before. Suguru’s gaze wanders down to Naoya’s lap and discovers the pitched tent, causing him to believe that its over the Zenin fantasizing about the feeding. His view takes to the bathroom door, eyes lingering while he recalls the last time he imposed on her bathing.  

“We need to head back Naoya.”, Maki begins while wrapping an arm around Yuuta, “Now that we’ve confirmed your fucking whereabouts and all…”, sounding as if she’s tired.

Yuuta can tell that Maki is simply excited to talk so he doesn’t oppose their abrupt dismissal. He addresses everyone as a whole when he says his casual goodbyes but lands eyes on Choso before Naoya. Rika whispers her affinity to the being which deepens the mystery for Yuuta but he places this aside as he announces that they’ll be waiting at the Zenin Estate with everything they’ll need. He’s so fired up by their mutual excitement, he can’t help but give Maki a good slap on the ass. He was worried that with everything she’d been through, both physically and emotionally, that his dear Maki wouldn’t feel beautiful anymore. His heart shreds at the thought of her ever thinking she’s anything less because of her scars and he’ll spend the rest of his life making sure this is so. “Let’s go sweet cheeks.”.

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Elska was waiting for Toji to return, especially after hearing him blow up on everyone. ‘What is it that’s getting to him?’, she wonders while gliding the razor blade up her underarm for the final stroke. Hearing shuffling outside the glass, she places it down and pokes her head out, “My beloved?”.

The giant remains oriented towards the door, tense until he hastily responds, “I’m coming right now doll.”.

She watches him for a second and how he doesn’t move, ‘I need to get to the bottom of this, he’s acting so strangely.’. Reluctantly, she tucks back into the shower and continues relaxing under the water until the glass door shuts and her head is being tilted upwards. Her widened eyes frame onto Toji’s pensive yet alluring glare as his intensity sitrs her senses.

“The truth is…”, Toji starts with a lower than usual tone, gradually nearing her face, “I’m fucking tired of fighting them for your affection.”. He pecs her tenderly once but then caresses her baby bump and adds, “You’re always distracted by their fucking antics and its like being the bigger man here gains me the short end of the stick.”. His glowing eyes narrow, “I’m tired of it, doll.”, his hand wraps around her throat, “Tired of it.”.

Elska’s mind drowns out the constant running water to focus on her beloved’s words alone. There was a time when these mannerisms would’ve diluted her with fear but as she stands before his predatory gaze and shortened fuses, she can only liquefy. His hands are so big, rough and wonderful; the sensation of his grip slowly tightening enough to ease her into submission procuring her own fluid.

Toji can tell that she’s into his frustration and with his oddly ravenous mood, decides he just might be digging it as well. She cowers before him but its in a purely erotic format, one that depicts her as this little helpless bare damsel. He groans deeply as his formidable Elska, transforms into this delicate character but resolves to not let her off so easily. Toji backs her into the wall once more but this time taunts, “Do I have your attention, doll?”, while his other hand rubs circles between her thighs.

“Y-yes!”, Elska stutters out while enjoying her captivity. The way Toji appears to her right now, its almost as if greed pools behind those fleetingly emerald looking eyes and there isn’t a single thing she’s about to do to stop it. She wraps her hands around his arm that pins her, probably seeming as if wanting to get away but on the contrary, she’s keeping his hand right where it is.

Toji crashes his lips to hers and eats her moans when he slides two fingers past her folds. He hooks them and reinforces her against the tiled wall so he can watch everything. His thumb fondles her clit with pressurized swipes, knowingly toying with her before he gives a few test runs of her punishment.

Elska was curious as to why he stopped moving within in her but couldn’t bare to ask for clarification as his dominant side flourishes. Fuck, Toji’s hot. He jerks his entire arm twice, alarming her as she was still attached to it but when he does it again, she notices a warm sensation budding within her. She hears him sigh and feels him press her harder against the wall as if her upper half was expected to remain postured and unmovable and thinks to herself, ‘There’s no way!’.

Toji licks his lips when she flashes her confused eyes up to him. “I’ve always wanted to do this to you but doll but it never seemed right before…”, Toji rubs her clit and breathes in her whimpers, “You were so timid, fragile…”. He makes sure he has a good angle within her, “But now...”.

Elska’s mind goes completely blank when Toji jerks his arm again because this time he isn’t stopping. At first all she hears are the lewd squelches echoing in their ears and they only become louder the longer he persists. ‘What is he doing???’, she tries to formulate the thought as the balls of her feet subtly scoot against the floor, ‘Is he trying to take my freaking uterus out???’. Not even her sweet Sati has been this rough when fingering her, but wait, is that what Toji is even doing?

“Shhhh doll, or do you want everyone to hear you?”, he domineeringly huffs out while smiling down on his beautifully disheveled master. He can tell she’s loving what this is doing to her but it doesn’t take long for him to cultivate that she’s never experienced this exact type of stimulation before. He catches himself thinking, ‘Gojo are you fucking serious?!’, sincerely beside himself with this realization as he witnesses his doll crumbling into a whimpering mess. Her brow is angled tensely but her parted lips sing of pleasure and a little too loudly.

Gojo strokes himself as quietly as he can, ignoring the blood he’s smearing around himself as his ears register the act being rendered. He’s losing it though and doesn’t deny this as he throbs inconceivably hard and becomes a little light-headed. ‘I still need to feed.’, but Satoru doesn’t want to crash the party yet. He’d rather be on the other side of this steamed, opaque glass administering this G-spot lashing or at least watch and let his dick weep. ‘Not yet!’, he tells himself as he takes a break from pumping to regain his strength and await for his love to blow. ‘What does she look like right now?’, he asks himself while imagining something far sloppier than what is taking place. It feels wrong that he doesn’t know for himself; he’s missed another first with his love though, much like Suguru and his admiration for sucked testicles. ‘Today is just not my day is it?’, he looks up to the ceiling, still harmonized by the sounds of her suction as Toji’s fingers assault her.

Toji tells her to look at him and she follows the direction the best she can. She tightening around him intermittently, leading him to the conclusion that his hard work will pay off. Broken phrases, parts of his name fumble out of her in between moans and he watches her eyes widen with urgency but likely negates what she was expecting him to do when he groans and says, “No, doll, you’re not going anywhere.”.

“To-...ji I have to-…”, but her voice becomes as cornered as she is when he enforces his mass on her to symbolize that it doesn’t matter what she’s feeling, she will have to endure. The hand around her throat now presses against her lower abdomen, steadying her there fiercely as Toji’s lustful eyes loom from above. Their tongues dance but she wants to flee. Elska isn’t one-hundred percent sure but this sensation spilling over doesn’t feel like a normal orgasm. She pleas with him once more, “Let m-me go, something isn’t…”, she gasps as the feeling consumes her. It’s too late.

Toji catches Elska when she falters against the wall but he doesn’t dare slow down as the English language evades her mind. “Let it go, doll…”, he coaxes her with a sweetened tone until she arches in his hold, “Mmmmm…”, Toji moans as she gushes all over them both, “Fuck...just like that…”. His lips travel her cheek and neck; sensually splitting and dragging his fingers from within her.

Gojo has to bite his lip as he ejaculates, hoping with all his remaining might that he can translate his internal screams to mere heavy breathes. His seed spills between his knuckles, shooting as far at the sink but that’t not the mess he’s concerned with. He slumps forward, dizzier than ever but listens to Elska’s uncertainty over her body’s reaction with a pervy smirk.

“Why are you hiding from me?!”, Toji cackles through his words due to having to pull her hands away from her face, “Doll.”, but she doesn’t give. He embraces her from behind and lifts her up so he can take them to the built in bench, “Don’t be like that! That’s what I wanted you to do.”.

Elska has never felt more humiliated in her life! She’s distraught after her body expelled so much fluid and is even more discomforted by the declined need to urinate. She’s never known her beloved to be so heartless but his laughter only feels like mockery at this point. She doesn’t understand why he’d want her to do that of all things, though if she’s being honest, the whole experience felt amazing while it was taking place.

Still.

What the fuck.

“Don’t be so embarrassed doll, we’re in the shower anyways.”.

Elska twists in his lap, disheartened by the pride bludgeoning her through his voice, “That was weird, my beloved...”, turning her head once she sees the happiness written across his face, “And odd. Especially for you.”.

Toji bursts out in laughter but repositions her so that she’s now straddling him, inquiring, “So are you saying you didn’t like it then? I’m full of all sorts of surprises doll, don’t you forget it.”. The scene has ended yet she continues to display with such innocence; she’s unable to camouflage the shock that trickles in place of anything of any kind of bodily fluid.

She can’t relinquish her abhorrence to the what ifs over her body nor can she let go of how utterly attractive her beloved is when he grabs her by the back of the neck to draw her near. Seconds pass before she feels his girthy tip massage her labia and this encourages her to confess, “I did like it.”.

Showers are all about getting clean but Gojo can’t help but notice they’re only getting dirty. “Sly old fox…”, Satoru grumbles as he prepares himself. When he teleports, he arrives in the corner of the shower, hoping to go undiscovered initially. His presence has been masked this entire time but he’s dealing with Toji here who can never be underestimated. Getting caught floats right out of his mind though when he watches his love slide down over Toji, the giant’s shaft slowly disappearing. “Greedy bastard.”, he whispers but is honestly all about it. She always looks so small compared to Toji, in every way possible and Satoru loses himself in memories of their first threesome.

“Ride your beloved.”, Toji sharply demands, grabbing her hips to simply feel her flesh between his fingers. He throws his head back when she heeds his call, mesmerized by her clenching but hastily finds her face again to retain everything about their current dynamic. Is it wrong for him to admit that he might like ordering her around like this? Is it weird for him to interpret her willingness as also enjoying it?

“Stop.”, Toji holds her waist down and locks their lips. He hears her asking through thought, ‘Why?’, but he leaves her without an answer until he fulfilled with their kiss. His hands roam to her rear, this influencing her to rest more into him as he informs, “I think I want you take my cock instead…”.

Gojo steps closer, now under the water while his poor love gets pummeled from below. Her feet bounce around almost as if her ankles were made of jello until her toes curl but that’s not to say it compares to the way her ass jiggles over Toji’s lap, ‘And the way his dick pulls on her…’, its almost too much for Satoru. He gets even closer, now able to feel the heat radiating from the pair and was doing a good job at keeping his hands to himself until Toji’s spread her cheeks; the view is glorious.

“Fuck...doll…”, Toji grunts and juts his hips, closing his eyes to stave off his inevitable end as this time with her has been everything he’s needed. Her cries falls off and Toji’s additionally alarmed with how hard she’s squeezing his member. He opens his eyes and growls, “GOJO WHAT THE FUCK?”.

Satoru drinks from Elska while supporting her weight, hoping that this would indicate that Toji could continue. When the stagnant air remains, he removes his fangs and while staring at Toji, asks Elska, “Love, you don’t mind if I’m here, do you?”, grinning maniacally when she whimpers what he was hoping to hear.

“You’re such a cock, you know that?”, Toji throws this insult but amid his stewing over Gojo’s inability to stay away, he pays attention to Elska and how her body reacts. He’s soon motioning his length back through her, now holding her shins as Gojo provides the necessary support from behind. With her legs sprawled open like this, Toji goes to rub her clitoris again and stares at her entrance while he completely manipulates it.

‘You taste so fucking good…’, Gojo expresses this to Elska through thought as her overwhelming arousal dominates her flavor. He sees the plant, tastes Naoya’s sweetness within her and then braces himself for pain. He’s dumbfounded and relieved when all he feels are his injuries repairing; no mind-piercing agony nor heat in his eyes. The instantaneous mitigation swells over him like a tide dragging from the shore only to be tumbled between the ocean floor and currents; he feels alive, anew.

Toji’s eyes take to the healing wounds across the visible parts of Gojo but then they follow the waterfall of blood water that rinses from Satoru, to her and then himself. The very sight provokes instincts deep within Toji that he’d rather pretend didn’t exist; such as his unnerving aniticipation to Satoru joining them. Despite himself, Toji corrupts from his usual way of thinking and moistens a finger with plans of helping her adapt to them both.

Elska’s sharp inhale opens Gojo’s eyes and he swears they’re playing tricks on him when he views Toji’s flushed expression and then the cause of his love’s change in seasoning. He can’t believe it, ‘Is Toji opening her for me?’. He smiles sincerely and is forced to chuckle when the bashful giant grunts and looks away. “It’s a shame…”, Satoru sighs regretfully while closing her punctures, “I have some unfortunate business that I have to take care of love so I can’t stay.”.

Toji lifts an eyebrow while Elska quickly gathers herself enough to ask, “What?”. They’re both too stunned. Satoru Gojo never turns down sex. Toji’s concerned but also relieved because now that the moment has left them, he’s upset with himself for volunteering Elska to begin with. ‘And I wanted the fucker to join us?!’.

“Everything is fine love, I’ll make good on my sensual threat later.”, Gojo, though uncomfortable about the idea of going home, feels a little more at ease after his little dinner with a movie. He guides her head in his direction and slides his tongue into her mouth but there’s something unusual about this particular meeting of the lips. He peeks, wanting to see if she noticed anything strange and shudders when she’s already acting on it.

Elska moves her thighs so she ride Toji and not break her connection to Satoru. Something about that kiss fired her up to no return. Her beloved’s moans and added assistance spike a rush of adrenaline that inspire to hear more. She glances down to absorb the pleasure on Toji’s face, that deep seeded lust of his, coiling her insides.

“Fuuuuck…”, Gojo whines as everything about her is pleading for his inclusion. He jerked off outside of the shower to help ensure that his visit would be a quick one but he’s never been able to turn her down before this, ‘Why did I think I was capable?’. No matter how he looks at it though, he understands that he has to leave because of all of the unknown laid out before him and truthfully, the thought of running into his father kills the libido. His eyes race to Toji who’s appearing a little less collected than before and becomes angry at the timing of this all. Gojo sighs loudly, “I would love to fuck your fucking brains out right now love.”, he slaps her ass and presses two fingers against her rear, “I’d fuck your ass so well, you’d squirt all over us both this time.”.

Elska inadvertently tightens to Gojo’s words and would be mortified by his acknowledgment of her episode prior to his arrival if Toji weren’t doing such a fan-fucking-tastic job of sloshing through her. “I want…”, she whimpers when Satoru goes deeper and listens to him playfully mock, “What was that love?”.

When Elska cries out, Gojo covers her mouth, despising that he’s snuffing out those beautiful noises she makes. Her breasts bounce against his arm to which Satoru squeezes her face as result from a rush of enjoyment. He flicks his wrist to counter Toji, whispering things like, “You’re so beautiful when you’re stuffed.” and “...taking Toji while I fondle your ass; fucking hot.”.

“Shiit.”, Toji glances up to Elska and perceives her tell-tale signs of orgasming, hoping he doesn’t flop before her climax. Listening to Gojo’s filth used to make him want to vomit but those crass words beguile him with the branches of his own sweet release. He sits upright and wraps his arms around Elska to expend them with his final, worthy thrusts. To his delight, Elska’s walls convulse around his twitching length; him smiling exhaustively as he shoots his worth into her already growing womb.

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Naoya perches from the bed to his feet, “It’s been long enough.”, his determination to continue the day without further delay carrying him to the bathroom. He swears there is the faintest trace of the scent, making him nervous, ‘God damn it I swear nobody gives a shit about today! I’ve been waiting my whole life for this.’.

Suguru studies Naoya after the Zenin’s thoughts flowed into his own head space, left with a sadness that nearly convinces him to state that he at least kind of cared. ‘It wouldn’t do any good anyways. He fucking hates me.’.

Choso reads Naoya’s body language, being sure he received Getou’s thought; Choso is ensuring that they can. He catches the moment in which the Zenin simmers down, caught off guard by the disappointment in Suguru’s voice. The being smiles to himself before walking towards the bodyguard, telling himself, ‘Today will truly be interesting.’. The warmth leaves his features as soon as he focuses on those obnoxious blonde curls.

Orao tenses up defensively, every cell in his body sent haywire from the hybrid’s unusual presence and even more versatile personality.

“I am going to heal you because you’re not to touch so much as touch Elska.”, Choso made this part abundantly clear so everyone there knew but he gets a little closer after initiating his technique. He’s brought down to a whisper, “Your brother’s purposively fallacious plans to intervene will shatter even further this evening.”, pinching a chunk of his skin through his clothes, “And you will witness the fate of those who wish to contend. It’ll be the same fate as your detestable bloodline.”.

Orao’s blood runs cold as the thought, ‘HE KNOWS WHO I AM’, attempts to circulate through. He searches the room, praying her other turned missed that.

“Try to be anything other than what you are before me right now tonight…”, Choso bears his fangs inconspicuously, “And I will personally see that you are harmed in the worst way you’ve ever known.”. He senses the malice underneath those false hazel eyes, “That actually stands for any day.”, Choso corrects himself for he’s well aware of the unadulterated chaos intended by the piece of shit, “Touch her and you will endure true agony.”. If only threats worked.

“Baby!”, Naoya grits his teeth qualmishly, turning the knob, “We have to go to my plac-…”, he stands there, speechless.

Gojo smiles mischievously, “I believe she’s all good to go now!”, moving to secure his towel better but also somehow still rubbing it in his face.

“You!”, Naoya points his finger with agitation, “I thought you fucking left!”.

Gojo chuckles nervously but slinks past the boiling Zenin to get to the dressers, elucidating in passing, “I wanted you to think I did.”.

“Gahh!!!!”, Naoya vexes before re-entering the bathroom, “Keep your dicks off my princess today!”, feeling as though there’s no way to protect her from the grips of these horny turned.

“There he goes again…”, Toji finishes drying and steps aside so Elska can leave the shower area, “His panties are extra bunched today.”.

“They are not!”, Naoya hurries towards Elska as if he’s truly offended, “You fuckers just won’t let her get ready!”. She smiles to him but he scoops her dampened body into his own and informs her, “You are mine today baby.”. She giggles into his robes as he reaches behind her to grab another towel; sending his cousin a nasty look for her having to use his wet one, “Animals...they’re animals princess.”.

“What the fuck are you looking at?”, Gojo scowls at the bodyguard who’s very presence irritates his core. The curly-headed fuck swiftly looks away but that isn’t enough. Satoru puts on shaman pants, buttons them but then adds, “I hope we didn’t make it weird out here, my love really needed to get plowed.”. He eats up the flare of jealousy vibrating through Orao’s energy but also hates that said jealousy even exists. The piece of shit has no right to want Elska.

Suguru frowns, “I was going to aide her once she thawed.”, suggesting that Satoru was being too presumptuous in the realms of deserving.

Gojo flicks some of Getou’s hair playfully but lunges forward a notch thus making the Titer step back, “Next time I’ll make sure you’re included! Don’t be mad frenemy! We make a good team too.”.

“Shut the fuck up Gojo.”, Toji stomps out of the bathroom sounding no better than before but in reality, he’s much more relaxed now. He’s not even angry with the whitened shaman, he’s just become used to having to interject or extinguish whatever fuckery the man is engaging in.

Satoru leans over to Suguru, blatantly whispering, “You may not get why this is such a big deal but our guy Toji here actually wanted me there.”. Gojo ducks when Toji’s towel goes “weeeeeee” in his direction, laughing uncontrollably when he sees Getou peeling it away from his face.

The Titer’s dark eyes squint back to him as if to ask where exactly he was aiming. Toji thinks to apologize maybe but Suguru freaks out once he feels something crawling into his hair. Toji’s heart leaps when he spots his worm but also cannot control himself from nearly crying as he goes to pick up his dried out companion. The shriek that left the typically composed and intimidating Titer would be enough to bring any man to tears. Luckily, the mood is infectious enough to have all three of them tickled.

“We’ll be leaving after you dry off baby.”, Naoya kisses Elska’s temple, brimming with pure excitement as he knows he gets to show the world his bright future, her. The rumbling sounds of laughter cause him to lift his head and joke, “Time to herd them up.”, until his ears recognize Getou’s voice.

Elska felt the change in Naoya’s energy and ponders on the cause. When she peers around him to also look into the room, she understands. Her turned were caught up in a brief moment of humor but its obvious that her prince feels alienated by the civility gifted to Suguru.

“Fucking twats.”, Naoya slams the door, once again barricading them from the rest. He chews on his lip while sifting through his conundrum of emotions regarding the Titer, both old and new. It isn’t until Elska brushes hair from his eyes that he’s aware of her speaking, “Huh?”.

“All I was saying is that I wish you two could put the past behind you…”, Elska depresses as she requests the unimaginable. Naoya’s left eye twitches but his piercing amber orbs surfeit in terms of tenderness. She’s unsure of what he’s thinking.

“Let’s not discuss this right now princess.”, Naoya doesn’t mean to be dismissive but becoming chummy with Suguru Getou is still a pretty appalling concept. When she lowers her head to show that she’ll drop it, a twinge crosses his heart as he fears of her disappointment. Naoya knows this feud cannot go on forever but he can also never forget Suguru’s violations. His troubled eyes rest on Elska, nothing else comparing to her preciousness; nothing ever has and he wishes that she could thoroughly fathom that this reason alone is why he struggles with amicability.

Elska takes his hand and rests it over her womb. Naoya’s expression immediately splits into a smile, his eyes and jaw softening. His fingertips soon trail into spirals along her skin leaving goosebumps along with feelings of security, her noticing, ‘He didn’t outright refuse the idea of getting along with Suguru like before.’. She thinks this is possibly a good sign as far as Suguru is concerned but explains, “I don’t want our child to be apart of that kind of drama my prince, I know you don’t either.”. She runs a sympathetic hand through his hair, disdained by his guilty expression, “I know it’s a lot and I certainly don’t expect it overnight…”.

Naoya receives a gentle kiss, uplifted by her gesture as it tells him she’s truly not upset but is instead, trying to level things out here. It’s true, he doesn’t want their baby to be around any bullshit domestic shit either. He refuses to place his child in the same harmful situations he was in and bets that the rest of her tortured turned would feel the same. He kisses her back, “I hear what you’re saying baby…”, inhaling the slight scent fizzling from her skin as he sighs and holds her close, “Just give me time with it, okay?.”.

“Okay.”, Elska intertwines her fingers into his, always amazed by how he handles himself in the face of hardship, “That’s more than enough for me.”. She braces herself against his arms to raise on her toes but yanks her hand away when he hisses. She quickly checks his arm and becomes horrified with his having been injured, “What happened?! Why didn’t you say anything to me?!”, swiping hair away from her neck to grant him access.

The tint of his eyes brighten her skin in red but he quells his eagerness and scoffs, “Well I told Toji and he left me out there like my trauma was non-emergent!”.

“I can’t believe my beloved did that…”, Elska trails off until she recalls how wound-up Toji was. Her eyebrows jump when she’s then thrown into the memory of the aggressively delicious technique and how it made her feel. She willfully opts to not spend any time on the result however. Shaking it away from her brain, she refocuses on her prince, guiding him to her neck, “Feed now my prince, then we’ll leave…”, gasping to his instantly gratifying fangs.

Choso stands outside the bathroom door and giggles on while he studies Toji playing with the worm. To see such a frightening turned tickle the small creature and then toss it up into the air, it’s as bizarre as it is adorable. When his view scans to Gojo who is progressively spiraling into dejection, Choso decides to finally disclose something that he knows will help.

Gojo’s eyes water, his breath shifty once he registers what Choso said. He lifts his head and replays the kind words he just received, mauling over them like he can’t believe it. ‘What a feeling…’, Satoru internalizes with genuinely vulnerable expression, ‘It’s so warm yet I feel like could actually cry…’.

Choso smiles sincerely as he listens to Gojo loop his sentence, knowing that the strongest will soon be complete. “You will not face this alone Satoru. I will not have you left to your family’s despair, I will go to make sure there isn’t any foul play.”.

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