#vol 29

[ateohsixxxx]

Shut the fuck up talking to me, there’s new Sukuna art.

And I need to make it sluttier.

I’m busy.

[akuratsuna-00]

my version of the vol29 cover 🤤🤤💦

I can now rest in peace ✨

[xxnghtclls]

Sketch of Sukuna on Vol 29

[dreamingkitsunewrites]

TrueForm! Sukuna a.k.a. The Master of MultitaskingOverstimulation

Synopsys: We all know he's MEAN,ok?..but I bet we can forgive him if he gives you the most head-spinning, toe-curling orgasms ever, right? *clears throat* let me introduce you to...THE FILTH™️ (inspired by that bomb of 29th manga cover)- hope you'll enjoy 🤭😏

Tags: NSFW (fem!oral-receiving, degradation kink, overstimulation,squirting...that tongue is already a warning..)

Thinking about....

Straddling Trueform! Sukuna on his throne, legs kept spread open, strongly secured around his bulky torso. Your clothes lie ripped and randomly scattered on the floor, after he theatrically tore them apart to reveal all of your willing body to his predator gaze. He forces you to keep your eyes open, threatening to stop his ministrations at any moment if you dare to interrupt eye contact. Two of his rough, veiny hands toying with your breasts for hours, rolling both of your perky nipples over and over again until they turn so hardened and sensitive that pleasure mingles with a hint of delicious pain. He relishes the sight of your desperate whimpers everytime he brings you dangerously close to your edge, just to stop abruptly, enjoying the powerful thrill of denial. His lower arms, instead, are busy pleasing your quivering pussy: two of his monstrous fingers are more than enough to stretch you open, delving deep in your walls...they curl and fold restless until he finds that spongy spot deep inside, and start tormenting it endlessly, in tandem with the maddening rhythm of the last of his hands, roughly bullying your swollen, reddened clit with frenetic small circles. You are completely at his mercy, your sticky juices overflowing out of your abused hole: lewd sounds escape from your squelching cunt and mingles with your ridiculous, high-pitched,needy moans, echoing down the royal room in an escalating scandalous symphony of wet, slippery sounds. "Look at the mess you are...the mess only I can turn you into" The King of Curses knows no mercy and teases you all along, making you feel degraded, calling you nothing but a plaything, a eager whore whose pussy -the wettest and filthiest he has ever laid eyes on in centuries- is about to give him the most satisfying of rewards...

And you grasp the meaning behind his words shortly after, as your walls start to flutter wildly around his fingers and your every muscle in your exhausted body tense, pushing a copious spray of watery liquid out of your spasmic channel: the horrid large mouth standing out on his chiseled abdomen opens without warning and greedily swallows every. single. drop of your juices, his second long, sharp tongue sneaking out to lick the remnants of your powerful orgasm from the folds of his muscles.

Your legs shake vigorously and your whole world narrows to a precise point, before your brain blacks out completely: that devilish smirk enjoying the sight of his victory over your consciousness.

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[metastatiic]

vol. 29

[all-panels-of-uraraka]

[sukunasun]

PLSS write more sukuna the new cover had me PURRING 🐈

i bet he flossed and everything too. waterpik to the open maw in his abdomen. sticking a brush in there so he gets to the back of the molars. its just another part of his nightly routine, my personal hygiene king. i wish i were his dentist, wanna dip my hands in there whilst ignoring the way that tongue wraps and slithers around my forearm like a tendril, a tentacle gripping tight. in an attempt to seduce maybe, "he likes you," sukuna says cheekily, does it have a mind of its own? probably not. it's just another muscle he controls so very precisely.

in this state, his grip is exceptionally tight upon your hips, legs spread apart while his tongue spears through the folds of your pussy. slowly at first, teasing and taunting as it laps and licks you while you're hovering above and dripping from the seam. you try to protest, telling him to stop, tongue 2 salivates even more, making a show of it. slobbering and drooling, it finds its way to gently prod between the cleft of your ass, teasing your hole just waiting for something. just like how sukuna feasts when it's his other mouth doing all the work. your heart flutters at the memory, even now, he lays kisses down your nape and shoulder, four arms are more than enough to grope and graze your body, they all seem to have motives of their own. concocted by one very determined sukuna.

but tongue 2 is greedier than that, intending to bully its way inside. stroking its way inside you and pumping in motion, thrumming your clit all the while. sukuna keeps you in place, you're meant to stay still and take it. ignoring the petty whines. slightly bewildered, incredibly aroused, almost as if voicing your disbelief at the situation. getting tongue-fucked by a stomach. "it's so gooddd," you moan, groan really, guttural and intense. pleasure struck and dumbfounded. an ecstasy-filled expression, dazed one moment, eyes heavy-lidded, shocked the next when the tip worms its way past the tight opening of your cervix. or it tries to, sukuna shall leave that endeavour for another day when you don't scream and come undone with every gentle press.

after said tongue practically dislodges itself, forcing its way past your clenched pussy while you're holding on for more, a resounding pop echoes, the remnants lay sticky and pooling in strings of white, and there you lay trembling, twitching, and thoroughly fucked. "i know, i know," he can't help but reassure. the sobbing darling in his hold is a mess he has to tend to. sigh sigh. he doesn't mean to put you through this much. no, he does. it's your fault for staring at his stomach like it were some other being, he's just blessed with more. anatomically advantaged he'd put it—

"cheeeese," sukuna hooks his thumbs to the corners, pulling wide lips apart to reveal a shining smile for the camera, a thinly veiled temptation beyond walls of ivory.

[boinin]

NANASE VOLUME COVER!

[miracleboylene]

he's so freaky for no reason

[misakiiis]

Redraw of the vol. 29 cover for Misaki's birthday! <3

[pureconancommentary]

If he had thought that, I'd say he brought this on himself by making Shinichi paranoid about Ran learning the truth.

However this is a T/N moment that he thought something more akin to 'He keeps having me help him out with every little thing...'. Which he still mostly brought on himself, since if no one else knows what's going on, of course he can only rely on Agasa, but I do understand that sentiment. Agasa's already made a few gadgets for him (the shoes for catching criminals, the suspenders, and the stun watch, excluding the bow tie because that was just something helpful he had lying around) and has been the confidant of both Ran and Shinichi. (And possibly had to try and deter kids from going to his house, though he failed at that one.) Plus there is a sentiment for this line of making him do things that are unnecessary, which. Is also true, because he wouldn't have to cover for Shinichi like this if Shinichi could do the bare minimum necessary to play the part of some random kid.

Agasa still mostly has himself to blame, though. Shinichi was a mildly arrogant teenager, he's never really had to act in his life, of course he sucks at maintaining the cover you created for him and needs help to fool Ran. But it is also true that Agasa has helped Shinichi with a lot already, in just trying to allow him to safely continue being a detective in his tiny body. It's a 'I'm having to do so much extra work because of one idiot move this boy made, and he's lucky I'm nice enough to do it without complaining'.

I bet this is around the time he thinks about getting Shinichi's parents involved. 'Your boy is hopeless and keeps using me as a crutch, come pick him up.'

[kimi-no-chikara]

Time to bring back the only thing I've colored in the last two years.

[shizukais]

[madokamanga]

[age-of-moonknight]

Cover for Moon Knight vs. Werewolf by Night: Marvel Tales (Vol. 1/2023), #1 by Rick Bradshaw and Richard Isanove.

[every-canute]