#yuji itadori x reader

[confessionsandcreampies]

y. itadori relationship headcanons

absolutely, shamelessly whipped—you text “i miss you”? he’s sprinting. you say “i’m cold”? his hoodie is already around your shoulders. you look even a little sad? he’s panicking. “do i need to fight someone? bake you cookies? hug you for three hours?”

you’re his comfort person—you wanna cuddle and play video games? he’s all in. he lets you sit in his lap, arms wrapped around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder like a sleepy koala. “don’t move,” he mumbles. “you’re warm and you smell nice.”

tries to cook for you. is bad at it. will cry if you pretend it’s good—he shows up with a lumpy bento and hopeful eyes. you eat it and say, “yuji, this is amazing.” he beams like you just proposed.

he’s an emotional support hero—you’re crying? he’s hugging you, letting you sob into his chest. “you don’t have to be strong around me, okay? i’ve got you. i always will.”

writes your name in hearts in the margins of his notes—and gets embarrassed when you find them. but doesn’t stop.

doesn’t fully know his strength until he’s inside you—first time he hears you moan his name? he freezes. eyes wide. then he groans, “holy shit… you sound so hot. do it again.”

loves oral. obsessed. wants your thighs around his head every damn day—“c’mon, baby. let me taste you.” once he starts? he doesn’t stop until your legs are trembling and you’re sobbing his name.

he’s playful in bed until he snaps—he’ll tease you. laugh when you pout. but when you bite your lip and whisper, “please, yuji…” that’s when he grips your hips, flips you over, and fucks you like he just found religion.

praise kink and body worship combo—“you’re so beautiful.”—“taking me so well.”—“i could do this forever. i never wanna stop.”

finishes fast the first few times and gets embarrassed about it—you kiss him and say, “that just means you like me a lot.” he turns pink, hides his face, and whispers, “wanna try again?”

aftercare is warm, clingy, sleepy perfection—he cleans you up, kisses every mark, then wraps around you like a teddy bear. “don’t go anywhere. i sleep best when you’re here.”

yuji itadori loves you with his whole chest—there is no hesitation, no pride. only pure, radiant devotion and enough passion to burn the world down if anyone ever tried to take you from him.

[bokumitra]

“yuuuujiiiii..” you say, poking his cheek with a small pout on your face. you two have been laying there for hours, and not one minute of his attention was directed at you! instead, he was more focused on the (super boring) video game in front of you, it looks like it’s based off that movie series ‘human earthworm’, not that you really cared, though.

“yeah, babe? one sec.” you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve heard that. giving up on getting his attention, you decide to make your dramatic exit. yujis quick to pause the game and grab your wrist the second you’re out of bed. “where are you going? the game was just getting good!”

“all you’ve been doing is playing that dumb game! i’m bored! i’m gonna go hangout with kugisaki, maybe she’ll appreciate my presence.” you say with your arms crossed, looking away from him. “what!? I do appreciate your presence! come back!” he shouts while tossing the controller back so he can go after you

“want me to burn the game!? i’ll burn it, okay? please stay!” now he’s on his knees, it’s hilarious. but you keep standing your ground anyway and reach for the shoe cupboard, but before your hand can reach it you feel 2 hands on your waist, lifting you over yujis shoulder.

“what the hell!? yuji!! put me down!”

“sorry, babe! i can’t do that. let’s go back to bed, okay? i’ll give you 1 million percent of my attention from now on!” you quit squirming, letting yourself get dragged away.

“fine.. can we still burn the game?”

[ceristelle]

ᝰ.ᐟ FINDING YOU IN A CROWD. → jjk

prompt. no matter what room he walks into, his eyes always find you. ft. yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, toge inumaki, satoru gojo, suguru geto & kento nanami

warnings: none

“Y/N!”

yuji’s face lights up the second he sees you, like all the noise around him suddenly fades out, his attention only focused on you.

he waves like he hasn’t seen you in months, even if it’s only been a few hours without seeing each other. and when he reaches you, he leans in, breathless from pure excitement.

“you looked kinda lost in the crowd,” he says, sheepish. “figured i’d find you first.”

he always does. and he always will.

megumi slips through the room quietly, going unnoticed with his usual blank expression, hands in his pockets.

until his eyes catch yours. that’s when his posture changes instantly.

his shoulders, which are usually tense, visibly ease. his lips twitch, just barely. he gives a short nod, and makes his way over to you without a word.

when he reaches you, he stands close. close enough to shield you from the crowd.

you say nothing. he says nothing.

but it’s comfortable—exactly enough.

toge spots you near the far corner, surrounded by people. he gives a soft sigh in relief before heading towards you.

“kelp,” he murmurs gently, already looking at you with sparkles in his eyes.

he doesn’t call out. doesn’t wave. he just weaves through the crowd until he’s beside you, like a quiet breeze.

you look down for a moment to see his hand clutched on your sleeve, before looking back up at his face. “...you found me?”

he just holds up a snack like its a peace offering, nodding.

satoru walks into the room like he owns it— grinning, loud, taller than everyone else.

but his eyes, behind that blindfold? they’re scanning.

and the moment he spots you—shoulders relaxing, smile softening just a little, he makes a beeline over.

“there you are, sweetheart~” he hums, slipping beside you like you’d saved him a spot. “missed me?”

he’s joking, obviously, but only halfway. because everything feels at peace when he’s near you.

suguru doesn’t need to search long. even in a crowded space, he always knows where to look. it’s just instinct at this point.

his gaze sweeps once—calm, calculating, until it lands on you.

a subtle lift of his lips, a knowing glance. and then he’s walking towards you, steady and sure, like it’s inevitable.

“hey,” he says, as if it’s only the two of you.

and somehow, it feels like it is.

nanami’s eyes scan the room once—quietly, precise.

you see it in the way he stands taller, gaze flickering across faces, expression unreadable.

once his eyes land on you, he softens slightly.

he walks to you without hurry, like it was always part of the plan. when he gets close, he says nothing— just gently takes your bag from your hand and smooths your sleeve.

“you’re alright?” he asks lowly.

and when you nod, he finally exhales.

[psycholuvrgirl]

birthday sex

featuring... satoru! suguru! megumi! yuji! kento! toji! toge!

summary: how the boys do you on your birthday

warnings: NSFW content; p in v (all characters are aged up)

a/n: this is in honor of my recent birthday

satoru gojo ��� against the window

your birthday can’t be just a normal day, not when satoru is involved. not when he insists on grand gestures and outrageous theatrics every day, and especially on your special day. so you shouldn’t have been surprised when he pressed you against the floor-to-ceiling window of a tokyo high-rise, the city glittering far below like a backdrop.

your legs lock around his waist, clinging to him as his strong arms effortlessly hold you up. the cool glass presses into your back, his warm body on your front. the contradiction is something only gojo could make feel so right.

he kisses you like he owns you, moves in and out of you like he wants everyone down there to know that he does.

“view’s nice, huh?” he murmurs against your neck.

you don’t respond. you can’t. you’re all moans and whimpers, hard breaths as your head falls back against the glass.

“i think you look better.”

you open your mouth to retort, but he rolls his hips just right, stealing the words and your breath. 

suguru geto — lotus position

the room is quiet, bathed in the warm glow of flickering candles. everything is soft and slow, intentional. suguru sits cross-legged on the futon, arms resting loosely around your waist as you straddle him. your bodies are so close that it leaves no room for distraction.

you set the pace, suguru insisted, and he follows like a man in prayer. every movement is reverent, every breath shared between parted lips. his hands roam gently, not greedy, just adoring your body.

“you feel like divinity,” he whispers against your throat.

he continues to touch, softly. he’s thorough, fingertips pressing into your skin like he’s grounding himself. his eyes don’t leave yours, not even when yours close in pleasure. 

megumi fushiguro — doggy style, chest pressed down

he doesn’t make a show of it, he never does, but it’s your birthday and something in megumi slips. that quiet storm beneath the surface is close enough for you to feel.

he takes you with your chest pressed to the sheets , one hand firm at your lower back, the other roaming your body. his hips roll with unrelenting purpose, deep and controlled, breath hot and uneven against the back of your neck.

there’s no teasing or playful banter. just the sound of skin meeting skin and the low, broken groans he tries to keep quiet so the neighbors don’t complain. but he can’t, not tonight.

he murmurs your name, soft and reverent like a prayer. his touch says more — that you’re his.

yuji itadori ��� missionary with legs pushed up

there’s no hesitation with yuji. just raw, radiant need. it’s your birthday and he’s all in. he’s wide-eyed, breathless, and determined to ruin you in the best way possible.

you’re on your back, legs pushed up around his waist as he leans in close, driving into you. he moans freely, praise tumbling from his lips. his hands never stay still. they grip your hips, thread through your hair, press into the mattress as he chases every reaction from you like it’s the only thing that matters.

“let me see you come,” he breathes out, eyes locked onto yours.

and when you do fall apart beneath him, he’s right there with you. his mouth is on yours, body trembling with the effort to hold back just long enough to make sure you come first. just like always.

he’s the kind of lover who needs to please, not just wants it. and afterwards he shows up with your favorite snack, still shirtless and grinning like he’s won the lottery.

kento nanami — bent over the desk

nanami, punctual as ever, clocks out at 6:00 pm sharp. no meetings. no distractions. just you on his mind.

by 6:30 you’re bent over the dining room table, cheek against the cool wood, wrists held gently, yet firmly in one of his large hands. his tie is loosened, sleeves rolled up, and not a single wasted movement as he thrusts into you from behind. he’s controlled, efficient, and devastating.

at first it’s all precision. there’s a measured rhythm, deep strokes, soft praise spoken like gospel. it doesn’t stay that way, not when you fall apart beneath him and gasp his name out. that’s when his control slips, grip tightening, pace stuttering. then he breaks. he’s still a gentlemen, but he’s completely undone in a way only you get to see.

when it’s over he gathers you close, lips brushing your temple with a soft voice. “you did well.”

toji fushiguro — full nelson

birthday or not, toji fushiguro doesn’t do gentle. but for your birthday he makes sure you feel every inch of what he’s capable of.

you’re folded up, legs in the air, back arched, his arms locked beneath your knees. it’s brutal and consuming, your body being stretched open as your moans are punched out by every deep, relentless thrust.

toji’s breathing ragged in your ear, low growl vibrating through your spine. “look at you,” he murmurs, almost amused. “so fuckin’ pretty like this.”

he doesn’t hold back in the way he drives into you or the way his grip tightens when you start to come undone. he wants you ruined with trembling thighs, a blank mind, and a body wrecked enough to still feel him tomorrow.

when it’s over he lets your legs fall and leans in close, lips brushing your ear as he wears his trademark smirk.

“happy birthday, sweetheart.”

toge inumaki — spooning

toge doesn’t need to use his words to make you fall apart, he never has. his touch speaks all on their own, more precise than any language he could speak. and on your birthday? he uses every inch of that touch to unravel you.

you’re curled together on your side, his chest pressed to your back, one arm wrapped around your waist while the other guides your hips back onto him in a slow, deliberate rhythm. every thrust is measured, deep and intimate, his lips brushing your shoulder with warm breaths fanning your neck. 

he doesn’t speak, but you can feel everything he wants to say in the way his fingers tighten when your breath hitches, in the soft moan that vibrates against your skin. he lets that cursed energy hum through you in quiet pulses, making your body tremble in ways even he can’t explain.

it’s slow, intense. a kind of worship that doesn’t need a loud volume to leave you gasping. and when you finally collapse into him, blissed out and boneless, he holds you tighter than before. his forehead meets the top of your spine, a hand over your heart.

[wild-jackalope]

summary :: your new roommate, Yuji Itadori!

warning :: just sfw stuff, simple texts, intoxication, implied drunk confession, normal AU

note :: someone always be getting drunk in my SMAUS lol

[icepip]

"fuck," yuji groans, head falling back against the couch as you roll your hips just right. "i'm — haahh — not g'nna last if you do that again."

his fingers dig into your skin, sure to leave bruises with how desperately he's gripping at you. despite his words, he doesn't want you to stop, the feeling of your tight pussy around him making his head spin and his cock ache. he wants everything and anything that you'll give him.

your hands rest on his chest as you steady yourself to rise up on his leaking dick before sliding back down. he's thick, and the stretch burns so good when you're on top of him like this. bigger — practically in your lungs as you pant and chase your oncoming orgasm.

as his swollen tip keeps nudging against that gummy spot, a hand snakes up to grab the back of his head. fingers threading through his undercut, you pull him forward to share a sloppy kiss. neither of you are able to properly move your lips, mostly just breathing heavily into each other's mouths as he bucks his hips into you.

yuji whines as you squeeze around him, his head hanging forward and mouth attaching to your collarbone. it's so much, too much, but he needs it — craves it.

"gonna-" he closes his eyes and sucks in a breath. "fuck, baby, gonna cum, i'm gonna cum."

his hips still and his grip on you tightens when he reaches his climax, thick cum spurting from his tip and coating your walls. ever since you let him finish inside, he's never done anything else, claiming that nothing could ever feel as good as your cunt milking his cock.

you follow soon after, his orgasm tipping you over the edge as well. yuji hisses at the slight overstimulation on his spent cock, but helps you ride it out, his thumb slipping to rub at your neglected clit until you jump at the touch.

but he doesn't pull out. despite the exhaustion settling into your bones, you both know that you're not done yet.

[kisakunt]

BABY TRAP? LIKE THE MOVIE WITH THE TWINS?

description… you two are meant to be. sealed by fate, star crossed lovers. you’ll keep each other around however you need to.

warnings… dark content! baby trapping! noncon! obviously they’re being baby trapped they say something trying to stop it. consensual sex. full penetrative sex.

a word from the writer… i’ve had this in the drafts for aWHILE. it’s about time. do yall still read dc? i’ll never stop supplying… are we too woke now?!

TRAPS YOU

you’re hot under him, and he’s making that face he always makes right before he cums. it’s like repetition; eyes blanked out, mouth ajar but not fully open, brows furrowed like he’s desperate— and it’s scary.

“baby,” the word is cut in two with how fast he’s going, tease of pain as he hilts into your cervix with every thrust. “baby, you’re not wearing a condom.” your voice is uneasy, shaky from the movement and pleasure and build up. you think, in a way, the way you have sex is unfair. he gives you so much, orgasm after orgasm, rubbing your clit as he drills you to the point you go fucking stupid.

you feel safe with him. sex is sacred with him, no matter how sick it gets. but right now, with your calves pressed into his shoulders, his hands pushing your thighs impossibly back, you feel uneasy.

“baby, baby, pull out.” he gasps, sweat dripping down right near your eyes as a shaky groan escapes him.

“fuck,” a chaste kiss to your forehead, a shakiness in his movements, an unmatched rhythm as he gets closer and closer. “fuck. oh my, god. you feel so fucking good— so fuckin’ good.”

and so does he. but you’re scared.

“you’re gonna make such a good mommy, gonna be such a good mama. gonna— gonna give you my babies. gonna get you pregnant, gonna make you mine.”

“hey, wait,” your hands raise to his chest but he hits that angle that makes your eyes roll and they fall back. it feels so good you almost don’t care. “baby, baby, baby stop. baby, you gotta pull out.”

“you’re gonna be such a good mommy. gonna give you my kids. gonna give you my kids.” and it’s instant. it’s before you can even think— if you could anyway— it’s pressed so deep in you you betray yourself and cum, too.

he places his head to yours, kisses you greedy and whole, and whines into your mouth. it’s him, it’s real, it’s love. but— and you know this— it’s something so wrong.

“did you just…?” and before you can finish your question, he’s regaining his rhythm, fucking his cum into you with a half hard dick. it’s precise, it’s calculated, it’s intention.

he looks at you, eyes wide, breath heavy, and gives you a little grin. “gonna keep fucking you even when you’re pregnant, baby. gonna make sure i can keep you all to myself.”

GOJO, GETO, SUKUNA, YUJI

GETS TRAPPED

your legs hurt. you’ve been on top for all of thirty minutes, which you have no one to blame other than yourself. you love to edge him, love to get him so close and then take it all away from him. you think it gets him a little addicted.

but right now, as he squirms under you, losing every ounce of masculinity he’s ever had, something takes over you.

“gonna cum,” it’s breathless, short and sweet. “oh shit, i’m gonna cum.” you think he must think you’re edging him again. you think he’s expecting you to slow down, stop all together, pick up off him fully for ten or so seconds and then slam back down.

but you pick up the pace, grinding your hips into his, hitting his pelvic bone with your own as your hands grip at his pecs.

“wait, are you—” he falls apart under you, voice failing him, body failing him, hands only finding the strength to grip at your hips. “baby girl, i’m gonna cum.”

it’s melodic, tactile and articulate, a steady flow of bounces while your squelch fills the room.

“sweetheart, you gotta stop.” your right hand lifts from his chest to his mouth, shoving your fingers between his lips while he groans. he’s so easy to you, for you, because of you.

and then you feel it, milk it, relish in it— the way he comes undone at your touch, loses himself deep inside you. you don’t say a word about it, don’t think about it too much as you press your wet fingers to your stomach.

it’s a quiet giggle as reality washes over him. he looks cute, you can’t help but realize, panic and flushed under you. you’re sure of it then; he’s gonna be a sexy dad.

MEGUMI, NANAMI, CHOSO, TOJI

[lilaccmilk]

ok but think about….men who get carried away when they kiss you. their breathing gets heavier, grip gets harder, and suddenly they cannot let go of your lips.

Pulling you back into them if you even think about pulling away. Air? Who is she? They kiss you like you’re the last breath of air on earth, kissing you like they’ve been drowning forever, and you’re the first gasp of air breaking through their lungs—a desperate, consuming need.

Their hands roaming over your body, keeping you in place, keeping you agonizingly close. You know that it will bruise, but you don’t mind. How can you when they’re kissing you with such fervor? You try and make some distance, but all you get is a warning nip in your lower lip. But oh, when their hands reach your face, they hold you so tenderly, like you’re a dream they’re afraid to let slip away.

And when it gets too much—their teeth pulling your lips, chasing after you in a guttural groan, you try to pull away. To just breathe, even if it’s for a second. But as soon as you do that they dive back in, pulling you flush against them, almost whimpering, mindless babbles.

“no no, no. pretty you don’t get to do that, don’t go away. come back here. i’m so, so fucking lucky to have you. so sweet, you’re so sweet for me.”

And then they finally pull away, a saccharine string of saliva connecting your lips to theirs. It’s honestly filthy, but all you can think about is breathing, and you’re breathing them in, their scent clouding your senses. Their forehead resting against yours and then they smile. They smile as if they haven’t completely mushed your thoughts.

“I love you, pretty girl.”

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Narrow the gap between you and me Our breath briefly touches, true up Faster in this sweet space- Taste // Lee Know, Felix, Hyunjin

Yuji Itadori, Yuta Okkotsu, Satoru Gojo, Rafayel & Sylus (L&DS), Ken Sato + your favs!

also: merman boyfriend (because duh.)

[onesidedlovin]

kiss then run away!! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

men who would always listen to you, even when you seem too nervous or stutter a bit too much in a sentence

men who would kiss you first! they'd then gently tease you on how your face turned neon red as if you two weren't dating! (˶˃⤙˂˶)

men who would be a little upset when you never try to make the first move.. but, patience is always key! and patience also comes with a super cute reward!

men who would just be doing their usual routine until you suddenly call their name?

"baby?" in an instant he turned his head to face you, giving you a gentle smile before approaching you as you gestured him over. "yes, my love?" he responded.

"closer," you urged him. you could feel your cheeks already warming up and you hadn't done anything yet.. your command made him a bit confused but he obeyed nonetheless.

quickly, you leaned in and kissed him on the lips. it wasn't exactly a kiss, more like a peck. but, hey! it was a start! pulling away, you turned on your heel and jogged away, leaving him in utter silence. his hand raised up to touch his lips, the feeling of yours against his still lingering.

he could only get one sentence out.

"god, i'm so in love.."

GOJO S. ,, YUJI I. ,, ACE T. ,, CATER D. ,, denji ,, ivan ,, and some of your favorites!! ♡⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

sry this is rlly short..

[daughterhouse]

yuuji walking in on you and megumi because he never knocks!

he just wants to borrow something of megumi's, not that he can remember what he's even there for when he pushes the door to his room open and is met with the sight of your hands in megumi's spiky hair, lips joined, hands wandering and bodies awfully close.

yuuji's jaw drops, half because he never expected to walk in on this, but also half because he's jealous... megumi is making out with you and poor yuu hasn't even been on a date, let alone kissed a girl. yuuji feels like he can do nothing except stand frozen there, mouth slightly agape, eyes wide as plates as you both yank away from each other and turn your heads to face him.

"what the hell!?" megumi barks, already getting up to push yuji out of his room. "can't you knock?"

"what the hell me?" yuji gasps as he's pushed backwards by his best friend. "what the hell you! you never told me—"

"i don't have to tell you things!"

"but—"

"out!"

but just as the door is about to slam in yuujis poor face, the boys hear a gentle giggle coming from you, still seated on megumi's bed with your knees drawn to your chest. they both turn to you, eyebrows raised and curious as to whats so funny?

yuuji realises he really likes the sound of your laugh, and glances to megumi almost apologetically as he takes it in with a soft smile. megumi runs a hand over his face, "what is it?"

"nothing," you shake your head, "just… he doesn't have to leave, right?"

[leyiorr]

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ...i'll handle it.

¡! summary: your ex keeps harrassing you, and they've offered to send a nice message to take care of it! (blue msgs are the ex)

¡! incl: gojo, geto, nanami, choso, toji, inumaki, yuji, megumi, sukuna

likes + reblogs are appreciated <3

[purityberry]

*ೃ༄ Falling for you!

synopsis: texts where the jjk men realise they have a crush on you! (pre-relationship)

features: gojo, megumi, yuji, nanami, choso, takuma

[wild-jackalope]

NSFW links

Including :: Satoru, Choso, Kento, Toji, Sukuna, Yuji, Megumi, Toge, Yuta.

warning :: everything sex.

note :: can you guess who my favs are? All characters are of age.

Satoru Gojo

how he moans — He’s so damn cocky and breathy. Gasping whenever you brush over his sensitive spots, deep chuckling at every cute face you make. You couldn’t make him shut up even if you wanted to, he’s always going to be in your ear telling your what a good girl you are and letting you hear just how amazing your pussy feels.

he just won’t latch off your tit — when you’re riding him he has perfect access to your beautiful tits, how could you expect him not to suck them? He knows you love it when he can feel your cunt flutter around his cock.

he can barely control himself when you first have sex — he’s been waiting so long to have you like this, sitting naked on top of him. He might usually be smooth but now all he can think about is making sure he gives you a good fuck.

vanilla — sometimes vanilla sex is the best kind. He just loves the sight of you riding him with he idly play with your tits. So what if he wants it all the time?

videos — Satoru knows how flushed your get when he sends you videos of him jerking off and moaning your name. He’s away all the time, so he knows it’s the best reminder that he’s coming back to fuck you soon.

joining the mile high club — you’ve fucked almost everywhere. Almost. A plane now happens to fall upon that list.

Choso Kamo

how he moans — chanting please and curses. He’s a sensitive man, so they come out easily when you fuck him. Even when he’s the one on top, driving his cock deep into your soaking chasm, he still moans sweetly. He just loves you so, so much and you make him feel so fucking good. He can’t deny you the sound of his pleasure even if he wanted to.

treating him well — he goes so red in the face when you kiss him while palming his dick. Each time your lips reach his neck he shivers, so happy to have someone treat him so well it’s almost euphoric. Of course he’s stuttering “W-What about you?” Just make out with him until he sees stars.

foreplay — feeling your naked body against his, having his hands slide through your hair and lips move fluidly against yours makes him yearn for you in ways he didn’t know was possible, sure he was already hard the moment you touched him but now he’s aching and twitching for you, leaking pre cum.

he’s so big, but you take him — Choso is always slow, making sure you adjust to the feeling of him being inside you. He kisses your cheek and neck, mumbling praises. ‘You’re too big, Cho.’ You grunt, holding onto his arm. He shakes his head, disagreeing. ‘You’re the perfect size for me, my love, you take me in so perfectly. So well.’

Kento Nanami

how he moans — so lazy and deep. He just can’t stop praising you, loves to tell you how perfect you are between aimless grunts and breathy exhales. He’s a composed man, always aware of how good he’s making you feel so he’s never too lost in his own pleasure to moan so loudly, he’s quiet (unless you’re sucking him till he cums down your throat, then you’ll hear the best of his grunts).

he knows exactly how to get you crying for him — He might never openly admit it, but Kento is obsessed with your meek little moans and he knows playing with your pussy is the best way to squeeze them out of you.

perfect house wife — domestic life makes his heart truely happy, so when he comes home to you wearing nothing but an apron it makes his dick happy too. He just has to touch you and tell you you’re the perfect wife.

playing with you in front of a mirror — he enjoys seeing you quiver and your face scrunch up when he toys with your pussy, in front of a mirror means he can see it all perfectly.

Toji Fushiguro

how he moans — you have to be doing one hell of a good job to get this man to shut his mouth and moan for you. He’s a dirty talker, not a moany little sub. Still, his grunts are quiet and gruff. He’s most loudest when he slides into your gummy pussy for the first time and when he cums inside you.

favourite position — he just loves to pull you onto his cock. After a while, your legs begin to shake so he has to hold you upright and that’s how he knows you’re about to cum. Missionary comes in close second, just because he loves to feel you claw his back.

hate sex — you’re both pissed at each other, so what better way to rid yourself of your anger than to fuck it out? Straddle him, don’t give him the chance to top you, slap and ride him till he cums. Then maybe he’ll learn to respect you more.

when he tells you to ride his face, he means ride it — his lazy ass still wants you to do all the work, rolling your hips against his stunted tongue. He’s grinning, loving the moans you work out of yourself.

the only time he begged for it — you had been sending him some pretty saucy picture whilst he was away. It had been weeks since the two of you fucked and he wanted to see more of you’re perfect body. ‘I want to hear you beg’ you sent, then received a video from him.

Sukuna

how he moans — deep, deep moaning. The type of moan that hides a growl in the back of his throat as it rumbles against your chest. There are times he can get a little breathy, but he’s confident and never loses his cool. He mostly talks you through sex, so you’ll mainly hear grunts between his filthy dirty talk. Sometimes you swear you can hear a bit of Yuji coming through when he moans.

learn to shut your mouth while he fucks you — he calls you brat for a reason, because you love to talk back. When his hand wraps around your throat, you only have room to gasp for breath which is how he prefers you.

gently touching you after sex — post-sex is often when Sukuna is the sweetest. He admires your body, gently grazing his sharp nails over your skin and watching you retract at the tickling touch.

messy sex — there have been times where Sukuna burns for you, needing you in every possible way. He needs your scent, your skin, your hair, your body, your voice. He craves you, leading to a rough and messy quickie that’ll leave you utterly raw.

he has no patience — sure, he might like the idea of watching your fuck yourself on his cock, but in practice you’re much too slow. He needs to fuck you at his own pace, not let you work yourself off agonisingly slow.

keep quiet, brat — you need to learn to control your voice, but no matter how many times he tells you off you just keep hollering his name. So he decides to smack his hand over your mouth to cover up the noise.

even when you’re on top, you’re still a bottom — you were so excited when Sukuna agreed to let you top him. Although you were suspicious that he grunted a ‘yes’ so quickly, you didn’t read too much into it. Only when he had your hands bound behind your back, fucking up into your cervix did you understand he would never let you dominate him.

Yuji Itadori

how he moans — loud and messy. Once Yuji feels your cunt sucking him in the rest of the world disappears. All he can babble out are swears and compliments on how hot you are, how good you make him feel, how much he loves you. If the sex is softer (which is hardly the case), he can maintain composure a little better. He still grunts and swears, but at least the neighbours won’t hear.

favourite position — the way your ass collides with his hips and the defined arch of your back is like a work of fucking art. The sound of your moans muffling into his pillow is something he thinks about all the time. He just hates that he can’t see your perfect face, so please look back at him while he fucks you.

He waited all day to fuck you — you had been riling him up since the early morning; grazing your hand over his thigh and crotch, texting him lewd things, whispering sweet things in his ear. The moment you two got home he cornered you from behind, pressing lustful kisses to your neck and stripping you of your clothes until you both were naked and he had laid you over him.

cant get enough of your butt — he just loves your curves, flat or fat he admires you either way. Planting sweet kisses and mumbling how you were ‘built to make him hard’, whatever that means. He just runs his mouth when it comes to your body.

loves seeing you have fun riding him — the way you playfully hold his hand while you grind into his hips, or the way you break into a laugh when he grabs for your boobs, he just loves to see you have fun, especially on his dick.

no condom? — he’s always forgetting to buy condoms, you guys fuck like bunnies, how is he supposed to remember how many you two use up? You refuse to have a pregnancy scare, so you’ll just fuck him over layers of clothes.

Megumi Fushiguro

how he moans — Megumi starts off pretty balanced, but when things start to get intense he fluctuates between high and whiny to low and gravely (he’s especially embarrassed about moaning so high, so he tries to hold it back). He also doesn’t particularly enjoy being vocal, but a few physical and verbal prompts from you will get him in your ear.

you asked so nicely — he tells you he’s close and that he’s gonna cum, and how could he resist the urge to fill you up when you ask him so kindly to cum inside you? He’s surprised, but when you beg again he knows he can’t deny your sweet request.

nervous to touch you — he isn’t used to much physical affection, but he wants to touch you so badly. He loves to hear your gasps when his hands start to wander, so despite not being exactly sure what to do he’s eager to learn and memories the feeling of your body.

so kind to your cunt — the way he drags his tongue across your wet lips, making his saliva mix with your slick and creating a sloshy noise each time he repeats the motion. His narrow eyes gaze up at you, watching you throw your head back before closing and letting his sense of taste take over.

fucking you slowly — he’s never ruthless, especially when you want him to be. He moves his hips at his own pace, playing with your clit and enjoying the way you squirm for more.

Toge Inumaki

how he moans — He makes up for the lack of talking by grunting deliciously each time you make him feel good. The louder he is, the better you’re doing and the closer he is to cumming. Even when the focus is on you he’s still making noise, grunting each time you grind against his tongue, or tighten around his fingers.

sucking you sweetly — it’s pretty clear Toge has an oral fixation by the way he sucks your neck, your pussy and especially your tits. He especially loves your boobs, so they get special treatment.

pause your game — ‘I’m busy’ you say, that is until he’s parted your legs, hot breath patting your clothes sex. You try to keep playing, just to tease him further but his mouth feels so good that you can’t help moan and watch him eat you out. You’ll finish the level another day.

payback — you come over to spend time with him, only to be met with the back of his gaming chair. You’ll just have to give him the same treatment he gave you when you were too busy for him.

helping hand — leaning against his naked chest, going weak against him as he rubs your clit, occasionally dipping his fingers inside your pussy.

Yuta Okkotsu

how he moans — loud, weak moans. He’s so sensitive, he can’t help but whine in your ear as you fuck him. It’s not like he’s embarrassed either, Yuta loves to lose himself in your pussy and let you know how good it feels. You tell him he deserves to feel this good and it makes him sob pathetically.

shivering underneath your grip — he’s just too sensitive, you might go slowly for him just so he can relax but your skin is so soft, you’re gripping him so firmly and your breath hits his cheek. It’s all too overwhelming that he can’t help but tremble.

next best thing — you weren’t planning to end up fucking Yuta, but the two of you had gotten so heated whilst kissing. Neither of you had brought any condoms, so you decided to give him the next best thing and grind your pussy onto his cock whilst he moaned your name.

you fit perfectly on top of him — nothing else can compare to your lips moving like honey against his whilst his cock sits safe and warm in your pussy.

[coralbae]

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characters: gojo, geto, nanami, choso, toji, sukuna + special guests yuji & megumi (platonically)

warnings: suggestive, only explicit in some

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a/n: almost four hundred followers omg.. i love all you freaks mwah!! here is part two as promised. included some requests for characters. aged up! megumi and yuji of course. might do a part three maybeeee? afab body w/no gendered language as usual.

part one.

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. *. ⋆ TOJI FUSHIGURO

▸ panty stealing. he thinks of it as memorabilia. snatching your panties from the floor before you have the chance to put them back on- just something he keeps to remember you bye.

▸ daddy kink. we all saw this coming, right? you call him daddy once and it's all he needs to fuck you into the bed for the rest of the night.

▸ thigh riding. seeing you frotting against his large thigh, desperate to cum, pussy practically drooling for it... his favorite foreplay 100%.

▸ cum play. this man will cum anywhere and everywhere and he'll love it. let him cum on your face, your ass, your chest, your back, down your throat, etc etc.

▸ hatefucking. angry sex after an argument where he takes out all of the stress you caused him on your poor holes :(

▸ breeding. you can give him another baby, can't you? you can make him a daddy all over again, right? just let him cum inside of you as much as he wants, he'll make it happen, he swears.

▸ exhibitionism. you grind against him once on the bar floor and next thing you know he's dragging out to the empty alleyway and pressing you against the nearest wall.

▸ size difference. he's so large, so big, every single part of him practically overtaking you. and he gets off on that fact so fucking hard!!

. *. ⋆ NANAMI KENTO

▸ cockwarming. seating himself inside your warm pussy while he's stuck doing all kinds of boring paperwork. he'll fuck you, he swears, you just gotta sit pretty on his lap for a little bit, okay?

▸face fucking. he loves taking out all of his stress on you. gripping your hair as he uses your mouth mercilessly, bullying his cock down the back of your tight throat.

▸blindfolding. silk ribbons in a variety of colors that he matches to the underwear you're modeling for him. only the best for his lover <3

▸ thigh riding. there's no better way to put him in the mood than pathetically grinding yourself against his thigh, using his body selfishly for your own pleasure.

▸ hair pulling. y'all know that one scene... he pulls at your hair exactly like that. fingers going white with how tight he's tugging at you, manipulating your position until you're face to face with his scowl.

▸ spanking. makes you count for every slap and if you miscount, he's starting all over again. pay better attention to him next time, yeah?

▸ semi-public. yes, he will bend you right over his desk, no he doesn't care there's a meeting going on next door. or better yet, against the window of the fourth floor, overlooking the busy street below it.

▸ phone sex. it really isn't any problem that he's across the country on a mission. even just the sound of your whines over the phone is enough to get him off.

. *. ⋆ MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

▸ panty stealing. he would say he feels bad about it, but he doesn't. you looked so good in the lacey little things, he can't help but want to keep them for later. even has his own little drawer for them.

▸ masochism. the stinging pain of your nails running down his back is utterly euphoric. and don't get him started on how harshly you tug at his hair when he's eating you out- he can cum in his boxers just from that alone.

▸ breast play. massaging at the skin, feeling the plumpness under his fingertips. sucking at your nipples and leaving a trail of kisses down the valley of your breasts. he's obsessed.

▸ edging. leaving you just on the brink of release over and over again, until tears are streaming down your face. he'll let you cum eventually, you just look so pretty this worked up for him.

▸ marking. oh my goddd do not get megumi started on this. he doesn't know why it gets him so worked up- seeing you covered in the hickeys and bite marks that he's left on you- but it does.

▸ cunnilingus. eats you out like a man starved, like he'll never eat you out again. pulling him away from your poor pussy is next to impossible if he's not yet done with his meal.

▸ mutual masturbation. sometimes you both just need to relaxation of release and nothing more. sitting across from each other on the bed, or maybe side by side, listening to the moans of the other as you both touch yourselves.

▸ dacryphilia. like adoptive father like adopted son. seeing your eyes brim with tears from how good he's fucking you drives him crazy.

. *. ⋆ YUJI ITADORI

▸ ass play. we all know he's an ass man i mean come on?! doggy style is his favorite position just because of it. seeing how the fat of your ass moves with every slap of his hips is fucking addicting.

▸ praise kink. tell him how good he's fucking you and how much of a good boy he is pleaseeee!!!!

▸ toys. he didn't realize how much he would love bringing toys into the bedroom until he sees how hard you can cum around him while he holds a vibrator to your clit.

▸ raw sex. he knows it's stupid, fucking you with no protection. you're pussy just feels so good, so warm, he needs to fuck you raw.

▸ face riding. please sit on his face, suffocate him, he doesn't care. it's his favorite position to eat you out.

▸ overstimulation. poor baby doesn't even mean to overstimulate you half of the time- he just has so much stamina, you understand that, right? and seeing you so flushed and fucked out under him has him so horny. just one more round, yeah? you can do that for him, right?

▸ dirty talk. yuji is a yapper and that doesn't stop when he's fucking you. the filth that comes out of his mouth has you wet just thinking about it.

▸ dry humping. the tension, the intimacy, the panting, the friction?? all of it, it's like a drug to him.

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ಇ. summary. fem!reader, hurt and comfort, angst .

ಇ. including. gojo, nanami, geto, yuji, megumi, yuta, toge, toji, sukuna.

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