#plus like. you're all complaining about him being rich please tell me WHO in that nomination list ISN'T rich

[fuchsea]

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[whitelunaria]

Naughty [Ryomen Sukuna x Fem! Reader]

You glanced at some women who were becoming hysterical because Sukuna had just passed by them. You rolled your eyes and looked back at your laptop screen.

On your campus there are indeed several men who are idolized, and one of them is Sukuna. You yourself understand why there are many girls who like him.

Sukuna has a good face and body. What's more, he is a rich man, of course it is a plus in the rating.

You accidentally made eye contact with the man. He frowned and looked away.

You, feeling embarrassed, decide to leave immediately. You pack your laptop and belongings and leave the library.

"What's wrong with him? I know I'm not that ugly but why does he have to look at me like that?" you yell.

"Who are you angry with?" asks Shoko.

You're now sitting in the campus cafeteria. You hoped that you wouldn't find any Sukuna fans here.

"Do you know that senior named Ryomen Sukuna? That guy is such a jerk!" you say.

Shoko exhaled her breath. "Those handsome guys are such assholes. What's more Sukuna. What an evil person."

You gave Shoko a strange look. "How can you say that when your own boyfriend is among the handsome guys on this campus?"

"Geto is an asshole, but I'm an asshole too."

You rolled your eyes. "Whatever. You guys are a match made by hell."

Shoko laughs loudly and you focus your gaze on your laptop. You went back to finishing your assignment with all your energy.

You quickly close your laptop when you've finished your task. " Fuck! Finally finished too. I almost died doing this assignment."

"I told you to just copy half of it. The professor won't see it all anyway," Shoko replies.

"Shut up, you devil. I'm not going down the wrong path," you chuckle.

You stare at your cell phone which is pushing out notifications. Your eyes immediately rounded. "What party is Gojo throwing? Aren't you coming?"

Shoko opens her cell phone. " I'm coming. We've been friends since we were fetuses. If I'm not in the mood to be there, I can just go home."

You nodded and thought about what to wear to the party.

The day passes and now you're at Gojo's party. There are many people you don't know making you a little uncomfortable.

Shoko took out her vape. She sucks on it and then blows the smoke in your face on purpose.

"Geto, your girlfriend is such a bitch!" you scold as you get up from the couch.

The man laughed and quickly picked up the vape Shoko was holding. Shoko gives you an annoyed look and you just stick out your tongue.

You decide to walk around Gojo's house. You know that the man was given the house by his parents when he graduated from high school.

"My parents should have given me a house too when I graduated. But instead they gave me a small apartment," you complain.

"At least you were given freedom, right?"

You frowned and faced the source of the voice. You could see a man with a pink hair. He was wearing a shirt with half the buttons undone.

"You wear clothes like that to catch a cold?" you sarcastically asked.

Sukuna chuckled and looked at the clothes you were wearing. "You wear such a short dress so that everyone can see your ass?"

Your face immediately turned red when he said that. For some reason there was something inside you that got excited when he said that.

"Why are you blushing? Do you like being degraded?"

"No way!"

Sukuna grabbed your shoulders and you could feel your whole body shaking. "If you don't like it, why do you even look happy?"

You're not like Shoko who always explores sex and other things. You usually only have vanilla sex.

Sukuna pulls your hand and your body is drawn to the room in Gojo's house. Your breath catches when he does that.

You were surprised when Sukuna's lips touched yours. You never expected him to have such soft lips.

You kissed him back and you did that for a while. Sukuna broke the kiss and looked at your face.

"If you don't want to continue this, please leave this room, now."

Your mind kept telling you to get out of the room. But your body did the opposite.

Sukuna smirked when he saw you not moving at all. "I never told you that I play soft, huh."

The man throws you on the bed and rips off your dress. "Why did you rip my shirt?!" you screamed.

Sukuna immediately pushed your body and now he was on top of you. "I don't like it when my possessions are seen by other people."

That's kind of crazy! You regret your decision a little. You were about to get up but Sukuna again held your body with both hands.

"Who said you can run away now? I gave you a chance and you didn't want to."

Sukuna started biting your ears and neck. He sucked them slowly and left many marks there.

The man came down to your chest and stared at it for a while. "How many guys have you ever fucked?"

"Only... two... AH-!"

"What a cunt. I should have fucked you since you were a freshman," Sukuna says, smacking your thigh.

Your face doesn't stop blushing from Sukuna's mockery. How could you even get aroused because of something like that.

"Suck my dick, cunt."

Now you're sitting down and you can feel Sukuna's degrading gaze on you. You looked down at his stiffening penis and started to take it into your mouth.

"Sshh... ah... how come you're so good at sucking people? Only cunts are good at sucking dick."

Your eyes start to water as you try to take his entire penis into your mouth. Sukuna rubbed your head when you managed to get it all in.

"Smart bitch. Now you have to satisfy your owner's cock, right?"

You unconsciously nodded and immediately did so. The sound that came out of the activity you were doing sounded very erotic to Sukuna.

"AHHH! I'm cumming!!! Swallow everything, bitch."

You follow Sukuna's orders and swallow all his sperm. Sukuna chuckled when you frowned after swallowing it.

He then pulled your body to the bed and immediately inserted his penis into your vagina without a signal.

"S-SUKUNA!" you squeal.

"Why? I know your cunt is already so wet."

Your body is shaking because you still haven't adjusted yourself to Sukuna's penis. The man didn't seem to care and pounded his cock deeper.

"My dick feels good, right? Your cunt must be really happy because it can taste my dick," said Sukuna while grabbing your hair.

"YES! My cunt is so happy!"

Sukuna laughed when he saw you who couldn't speak clearly. "Your brain must be full of my dick right now, right?"

"Yeahhh nghhhh...!"

You knew that the man would be very happy if he could degrade you like this. But you don't care about anything anymore.

Your eyes were closed and you could feel every part of his penis. You can even feel the veins crushing your pussy.

"I'm going to cum!" you say.

Sukuna furrowed her brow. "You can't. A bitch like you can't come out without my permission."

Your tears flowed again. " Pleaseee, please let this bitch cum- AHH!"

Sukuna spits in your face as you come just like that. " Fucking bitch. My pants got stained by your pee. Gross."

You didn't have time to reply to Sukuna's words because you were still in the euphoria of your orgasm. The man accelerated his movements and released his sperm inside you.

"Accept my sperm, cunt!!!" shouted Sukuna.

Your eyes widened upwards and you came again as you felt the liquid flowing into your womb.

"Cih, fucking bitch. Your cheap cunt is so wet," Sukuna taunts.

You just stare at him with a limp stare. But you rounded your eyes when Sukuna lifted your legs.

"Let's go for round two, cunt."

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He broke the kiss and looked at your breasts. "How come the nipples are already tense? You're such a slut."

He took your nipple into his mouth and you sighed again. You hold Sukuna's head to keep him from stopping his game.

On the other hand, Sukuna's left hand goes inside your panties. He seemed to have memorized your body and he immediately inserted two fingers into your vagina.

"Ahhh~! It's really good Unaahh!" you sigh.

After being satisfied sucking your breasts, Sukuna released his mouth and looked at you who looked very messy underneath.

"Tskckck, you arrogant bitch. You said you don't want to be with a guy who doesn't respect women. But why do you get wet when you're being degraded like this?"

[buildarocketboys]

Hi, not sure if you're still taking prompts but in case you are I thought I'd send a cute one over (because there's so much angst on ao3 at the moment). James/Thomas/Silver modern au where Silver keeps booping Thomas on the nose, Thomas lost a bet and is now wearing cat ears and James has been bundled up in a blanket. I hope this is ok.

So this turned into a bit of a Harry Potter AU, I hope that’s okay! Also it’s kind of ridiculous...like...really ridiculous, but this prompt was also so many beautiful shades of ridiculous so there you go! Also it’s not so much ot3 as James/Thomas and then John there...maybe pre-ot3? Sorry about that I was just enjoying writing Thomas and John banter too much. Hope you enjoy!

Here on ao3

“Sorry, Thomas, said John, grinning, not looking sorry atall. “You lost the bet. Slytherin smashed Gryffindor last Quidditch match. Noteven 50 points to our 300! Shame,” he said, shaking his head smugly. “Hand itover,” he said, and held out a hand.

“Damn you, John Silver.” Thomas reached into his bag, aboutto draw out the promised bet. “Ten Galleons, was it?”

“That’s the one,” said John, grinning all over his face.

Thomas sighed and reached into the velvet drawstring bagwhich held his money. He drew out two golden Galleons, and then found he had nomore – just a small pile of silver Sickles and a lot of bronze Knuts.

Thomas licked his lips apprehensively. “I’m short,” he said.

“Well now, that’s just not true, is it? You’re one of thetallest people I know.”

Thomas rolled his eyes. “No, I mean, I’m short of the money.”

“Oh,” said John, looking surprised. Then his face brightened.“That’s okay, you can just pay me back next time you get money out ofGringotts.”

“No,” said Thomas, feeling horribly awkward. “You don’tunderstand. My father’s cut me off.”

John gaped at him. “He’s cut you off?” Thomas nodded,miserably. “Why? Because of James? I thought he knew you were gay?”

“He did, sort of. He was okay with it as long as he couldpretend it wasn’t real, and as long as I didn’t actually, you know, act on it.That’s why I dated Miranda in first year,” he explained, referring to theSlytherin girl in the year above, who was still one of Thomas’s closestfriends. “But it’s not just the gay thing. He asked what house James was in,and when I told him he was a Hufflepuff – and a muggleborn Hufflepuff at that –he hit the roof.” Thomas puffed out a laugh. “He said it was bad enough mebeing in Gryffindor, when, you know, our whole family going back centuries has been in Slytherin, but atleast Gryffindor was a respectable house.” Thomas rolled his eyes. “But medating a Hufflepuff, and a boy at that, well, that was the last straw. So Itold him that James was a better wizard and a better man than any Slytherin hasever been – no offence,” he said, casting an apologetic glance at John, “andthat I didn’t need his fucking approval anyway.”

“And then what happened?” asked John.

Thomas snorted. “He asked if I needed the money and positionthat comes with that approval, and Isaid ‘What, the money and position our family got from marrying our cousins andslaughtering innocent muggleborns?’” Thomas breathed heavily, looking angry.John was looking at him with worry. “So he told me to get out.”

“When was this?” John asked.

“Christmas. I’ve been staying at muggle friends’ housessince then, my father performed a bit of magic that meant I couldn’t apparatewithout his say-so, and he confiscated my wand – sent it back to me only afterI went to the Headmaster about it, on the first day of term.” John lookedappalled. “I haven’t told James yet, by the way.”

“You haven’t told him?” exclaimed John, shocked.

Thomas shrugged uncomfortably. “I know he would just feelguilty, blame himself. But it’s not hisfault,” he said fiercely. “Anyway, I don’t regret it.”

John booped him on the nose, which was his way of showingaffection. “He’s a dickhead, your dad. You’re well shot of him.”

“I know,” said Thomas, darkly. “But that’s why I can’t payyour bet, at least not right now. I’m sorry John. I let you down.”

John shook his head, gave him another friendly tap on thenose, which made Thomas smile reflexively. “Don’t be silly,” he said, grinningwickedly, “I’ll just have to think of a cunning forfeit for you to do instead.”

“Oh God,” said Thomas, screwing his eyes up and looking horrified,although truthfully he was glad he had another way to pay John back – the otherboy wasn’t exactly rich and he could probably have done with the extra cash. “What’sthe forfeit?”

“Hmm…” John looked thoughtful. “I don’t know, I’ll have tothink about it.” Then the teasing smile left his face and he cleared histhroat, looking serious. “You need to tell James, though.”

“Tell me what?” said James, coming through the portrait holeto the Hufflepuff common room where they had congregated at exactly the wrongmoment.

Thomas and John exchanged guilty glances and then John said,“Just that he lost a bet we had on.”

James snorted. “I knew that already,” he said, lookingsuspiciously between the two of them.

Thomas opened his mouth to speak, and then realised Jameswas shivering. “James,” he exclaimed, taking him in properly, “you’re soaking!”He hurried forward, worriedly.

“There’s no need to fuss,” said James, a claim that wouldhave held much more legitimacy had his teeth not been chattering. Thomas put anarm around him, firmly.

“What happened?” asked John. “You look like you fell in thelake!”

James gave him a look. “I did,” he said shortly.

“Let’s get you upstairs, get you out of these wet clothes,”said Thomas quickly, steering James towards the stairs, ignoring John chortlingbehind them.

James gave him a suggestive look.

Thomas laughed. “Not like that. You’re not getting so muchas a kiss from me until I’m sure you’re not going to get hypothermia.”

James pouted. “Fine,” he said sulkily, and let himself belet up the stairs to his dorm.

When they came back down, Jams was wearing his favouriteoversized jumper and dry jeans, and was wrapped in a thick tartan blanket.Thomas made a beeline straight to the fire, where there were already peoplesitting in the comfy armchairs. James groaned behind him.

“Move please,” said Thomas, politely but firmly. “Myboyfriend’s just fallen in the lake and he needs to warm up.”

There was a lot of muttering and grumbling from theassembled Hufflepuffs, as well as a few dirty looks at Thomas, who wasn’t evenin their house, asking them to vacate their chairs. Thomas was a prefect,however, and a fair one at that, so they left the area to find new seatswithout much further ado.

“Thomas,” complained James, as the taller boy pushed him intothe chair closest to the fire. “If I get any warmer I’ll be a Blast-EndedSkrewt.” But Thomas simply gazed at him reprovingly until he relented and sankback into the armchair.

Not before grabbing Thomas around the middle and pulling himdown with him, however.

“James,” said Thomas, scandalised, although he smiled andturned to kiss James on the cheek.

“If you want me to get warm,” James growled in his ear, “thenit’s in both of our interests for you to stay in my arms.”

“Okay,” said Thomas a bit breathlessly, nodding inagreement. “But you know,” he said silkily, “it’s always in my best interests to be in your arms.”

James kissed him properly then, right on the mouth, andcuddle him closer.

Behind them, John cleared his throat. They both looked up athim, smiling, and he moved around to sit in the armchair opposite them.

“I thought of what you have to do to pay your bet,” saidJohn, eyes twinkling.

“Oh god, what?” asked Thomas.

“Cat ears,” he said, smugly.

“What?” said James, before Thomas could get there.

“Cat ears! I’ll transfigure cat ears onto your head, andwhen anybody asks why you did it, you can tell them you’re a cat furry!”

Thomas burst out laughing, while James looked completelynonplussed. John beamed at them as if this was the most hilarious and brilliantidea in the world.

“Okay,” Thomas agreed, “you can give me cat ears. “As longas you remove them after a few days.”

“Two weeks,” said John.

“A week,” said Thomas, firmly.

“How about ten days; one for each Galleon you owe me.”

Thomas giggled. “Fine,” he said. “But why?”

John shrugged. “Just thought it would be funny.”

“Plus, babe,” said James, who seemed to have recovered fromhis confusion and accepted John’s idea as one of his usual madcaps schemes, “youdo tend to purr a bit when we’re in bed together.”

Thomas looked embarrassed. “Do I? Shit, I didn’t evenrealise…”

James kissed Thomas soothingly on the head, then pressed theirforeheads together, looking teasingly into Thomas’s eyes. “Don’t worry,” hesaid, “I like it.”

“James is a cat furry!” exclaimed John delightedly as theysank into a long, warm kiss like it was a hot bath.