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"ᶜaₙ ᶦ ₛiᵗ ₕeʳe" yeah we're all thinking it arent we🫥

yeah i love her

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Heian fashion

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@holeforzenin sorry for bothering, but im going literally CRAZY looking for a fic you wrote (or I think u wrote). I've literally checked EVERYWHERE but basically it was reader accidentally confusing megumi with toji. meg was asleep on the couch and she went to him and I think sat on his face? but then toji walked in and she realized she messed up! i can't find the post anywhere and didn't get to finish reading it 😭😭

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sukuna is definitely the type of guy who grunts when he sees your pink, girly themed bedroom.

he’ll see the various stuffed animals you have, scoffing that they’re childish. but he still drags his feet over to where you’re sitting on the edge of the bed, and when you tug sweetly on his arm, your eyes wide and sparkling as you pout up at him, he can’t help but give into you, letting himself get dragged onto your bed so you two can nap.

it’s amusing to see a tall, muscular man laying on your pretty pink sheets, his weight leaving a mark on the sheets, all while you snuggle up to his chest as he ruffles your hair. and when you give him a sweet kiss on the cheek, he’ll grumble and flick your forehead, in an attempt of hiding his growing blush.

but sukuna definitely takes advantage of the many stuffed animals you have whenever you two have sex, making you hold onto one as he ruthlessly pounds his cock onto you.

and of course, he makes you pick the stuffed animal, smirking darkly as he eyes your trembling hand reaching toward your favorite bunny plush, the one you always cuddle when he’s not around. “that one, huh?” he taunts, voice low, thumb rubbing your swollen clit while you whimper and nod.

he makes you cream all over him while you sob into your bunny. and afterwards, when you’re too boneless to move and whining that your legs are weak, sukuna just gives a boasty laugh, wiping the sweat off you and muttering something like, “fucking cute,” before collapsing beside you and letting you tuck yourself into his arms, pink blankets and all.

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When I say “PRAISE THE LORD” this is who I’m referring to. Jesus can get cracked.

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my king my pookie fr

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ᡣ𐭩 ft: ryomen sukuna x f!reader

ᡣ𐭩 notes: honestly, the amount of fighter jjk fanarts i’ve seen here & on pinterest might have inspired this 😈

ᡣ𐭩 cw: underground!fighter sukuna, medic!reader, modern au, suggestive, heavy tension, fighting/violence

✶ underground!fighter sukuna only lets you patch him up — doesn’t matter if there are five other ring-side medics nearby. the moment he gets injured in the middle of a match??? he’s only asking for you.

“where’s my girl?”

“ryomen — we have five other medics here.”

“yeah, but i don’t want them… i want her.”

✶ underground!fighter sukuna would flirt with his female fans in front of you on purpose just to watch your reaction. he’ll wink at some girl from the crowd, sign her arm, maybe even lean in wayyyy too close when she asks for a selfie — all while keeping one eye on you. but if you don’t flinch? don’t glare, pout or even look a little bit jealous?? ohhh now he’s the one annoyed.

✶ underground!fighter sukuna makes every treatment feel like foreplay. you’re trying to clean a gash on his cheek, and there he goes saying shit like: “… you sure you’re only here to stitch me up? ‘cause the way you’re looking at me says otherwise...”

at this point, you’ve threatened to throw the antiseptic bottle at him at least once a week.

✶ underground!fighter sukuna flirts while he’s actively bleeding. black eye? bloody nose? split lip? this man will still try to flirt with you like he didn’t just crawl out of a cage match with another guy who is built exactly like a grizzly bear. “fuckkk that stings… you trying to punish me or turn me on?”

✶ underground!fighter sukuna sends you shirtless selfies with the wounds on his abs clearly visible — paired with corny captions like: “shit, this cut hurts… come sit on my lap and make it go away maybe?”

yesss he types that with absolutely zero shame & if he’s feeling cheeky enough, he’d even ask you to send him some “selfies” too.

✶ one time, another fighter flirted with you while underground!fighter sukuna was waiting to get patched up. he watched in silence with his fists clenched at his sides like he was physically holding himself back from lunging at him right then and there.

and well, the very next day — he stepped into the ring and knocked that guy out in under 60 seconds. it wasn’t just a win — it was a fucking massacre. the guy had a split lip with blood gushing from his nose, bruises already blooming across his jaw by the time sukuna landed his final blow; even the audience looked shaken and some whispering, “wait… isn’t that a little too much??” while his die-hard fans??? they just roared with approval, proudly saying, “yeahhh now that’s our fucking champion.”

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★ pov: moaning the wrong name during sex - not proofread

"You’ve lost your fuckin’ mind, huuh?" He drawls out in that raspy baritone that makes your cunt throb addictively around the thick shaft of his angered cock.

The veins decorating his dick bulk in a rush of aggravation at the way your lips fixed themself to utter the name of someone that isn’t the man fucking you to tears right now. He’s already got a hand clasped around your throat and he’s been fucking you from behind for a while now but after you got this audacity to moan some shit that wasn’t his name, Sukuna’s manhandling you down against the sheets roughly and repositioning.

His legs maneuver to straddle yours and he’s got you laying flat on the bed now as he drags his heavy cock out of you for a second, hissing at the slick string of filth hanging between your pussy and his leaking blushed tip.

“Dumb whore,” Sukuna heaves, big hands gripping at the fats of your ass and spreading you nice and open for him just to make sure he’s not going insane because he’s pretty sure he’s the one who just came inside you… not whoever the fuck you’d been moaning for a few seconds ago.

So as he watches this mess of cum dribble out of you in filthy globs, he smirks. For a small moment, his irritation is replaced with this genuine satisfaction. But when you let out a whine, he’s reminded why he changed positions in the first place. “Cock always has you actin’ so fuckin’ stupid. Hmph…” He chuffs, eyeing his cum gather in between the skin of your thighs. 

Then he moves one of his hands to the base of his dick, aligning himself against your twitching hole again. “And now look at her,” He scoffs and tips his head to the side—watching in awe at that rhythmic quiver of your pussy, simply aching for him to fill you once again. “Missin’ me already and I only just pulled out…” Your boyfriend only teases you further as he leans his large body forward to whisper against the shell of your ear hotly, “What a needy lil’ slut,” He whispers searingly, “S’selfish too, moaning someone else’s name while I’m fucking you.”

You angle your head just right so that you can meet his gaze and he’s so clearly annoyed, maroon eyes all dark and low on you, his lips stretched downwards into this grumpy frown, and his brows knit together slightly. “I-I didn’t mean to, ‘Kuna,” You try to plead with him with that usual glassy-eyed look and pout combo you give him but you know damn well you’d said someone else’s name on purpose just to get a reaction out of your easily aggravated boyfriend. 

He huffs. “Oh? Say that again.” And just as those words leave his hot mouth, his fat cock is nudging in between your sopping folds again with a slow push of his toned hips.

“I didn’t m-mean to,” Your voice practically dies in your throat as he slips into you in this new position—prone bone. You swear you can feel his cock stretching your walls further apart than before, his girth suddenly feeling ten times thicker and causing your lashes to flutter.

Sukuna grouses, “Word for word, girl.”

And he’s still pushing into you, his cock hot against your droopy cunt as you spaz around him. “I didn’t mean to, ‘Kuna,” With a heightened pitched that makes his heart flip in his chest, Sukuna smirks at the change in your tone.

“Mh.” He hums, easing his hips back slower than he’d been pushing them forward, “One more time.” This man is gonna be the death of you…

“I-I didn’t—hnngh..” Your sentence comes out short as he gives you one mean thrust, sharp pelvis sandwiching against the plump fat of your ass and his cock sloppily kissing the very hilt of your pussy. For a moment, you lay there with your jaw slack, fingers curling into the sheets, and another breathy excuse of a moan leaving your lips. “M-Mean to S’kuna,“ You choke out with a drop of your head into the sheets.

Your boyfriend cracks a full smile at that and your overstimulated display. With a tip of his head, he snakes a hand under your limp body and his touch finds purchase right against his cock bulging against your skin. Then he leans down to your ear again, which applies this overwhelming pressure onto both your body and where his cock is nuzzled inside you. “What was that last part?” He whispers.

Drool leaks from the corner of your parted lips and you reply with a moan, “Sukuna…”

Still right against your ear, “Again, louder this time, woman.” He instructs, dragging his hips back again before fucking you nice and tortuously slow—making you feel every single throbbing inch of his cock as he stuffs you over and over.

“Oh fuck—Sukuna-, hahh…” You babble in between his movements. You can hardly think with how full of him you feel. Even with the slightest squeeze your cunt makes around him, it only gets worse for you. He’s everywhere with a hand on your lower stomach, making sure you feel how deep he’s getting, his lips against your ear, and his hips pressed right against your ass.

He’s hardly allowing you a moment to breathe or process.

“Mhmm, what’s my name? Say it again, lemme see.” He huffs, snaking his other hand to your chin just to tip your head back. 

As your eyes land on his expression, you notice how pissed he looks, despite the slight softness in his recent words. Drooling still, eyes all wide ‘n glossy, you let out a heavy puff of air in a pathetic attempt to catch your breath. “Sukunaa,” You whine, the syllables flowing from your mouth just as smoothly as your orgasm begins to gush out around his dick.

Your boyfriend smiles, almost as if he were proud. “Uhuh, that’s it.” Then, his head tilts to the side a bit more and he leans down further just to lap up the slick mess trickling down your chin. Lips moving over your wet skin as he whispers deeply, “Who’s cock are you cummin’ all over right now?”

Sukuna takes things a step further and begins to flick two thick fingers over your clit to coax you through that abrupt orgasm of yours—adoring the desperate spasm and twitch of your body that follows his touch. 

Your jaw falls further open and your fingers claw at the bedsheet below, “Ohmygod… Y-Yours, Sukuna, yours.” You gasp, suppressing a filthy choke in your throat just before his hand shifts.

“That’s what the hell I thought. Now open that pretty mouth f’me,” Sukuna instructs, his fingertips prodding at your pouty lips. It’s slow but you part your lips open for him and even push your head forward just to take his digits into your mouth. “Uhuh, suck on ‘em juuust like that. Now you can’t say anymore stupid shit, jus’ sit there and take this dick the way you’re supposed to.”

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my take, on the apple art trend....heehee

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nostalgia

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Ryōiki Tenkai

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Celeb!Gojo Headcannons

Celeb!Gojo rents out luxury stores for you to go shopping in. He sees you putting something back, not wanting to spend a lot of money on one thing. He then clears that entire shelf/rack. You protest until you see a shiny bag that matches a dress you have at home. 

Celeb!Gojo finally takes you out on a date after weeks of being curved. You think he’s taking you to an expensive restaurant but instead he takes you to the Cheesecake Factory. He says it’s to look ‘humble’ to the media…

Celeb!Gojo who’s high off coke while on Instagram live, confessing his love for you. “Tag my girl in the comments! Tell her I love her.” You're watching at home, dumbfounded as to why he would reveal your relationship now and on Instagram live of all places.

Celeb!Gojo’s recent ex-wife gets a hold of the news and spreads rumors and lies to the blogs. You see a side of Gojo you’ve never seen before. Anger and frustration fill his eyes as he’s on the phone with his PR team trying to get the situation under control.

Celeb!Gojo hires security to escort you around when he’s not around. Paparazzi follow you all day, to and from work, and on break. When you’re trying to leave, they swarm your car, even as the security blocks them from speaking to you, the stress gets to you and you break down. Pictures are taken and plastered all over the internet and blogs use the images to paint a narrative about you. 

Celeb!Gojo confronts all of the media outlets who used the pictures and ran with the narrative. He threatens them and all of the posts get taken down within the next 24 hours. He then shows up to your home unannounced a few hours later with a bouquet of flowers. You thought he’d still be in Japan but he flew back to L.A. just to make sure you were okay. 

Celeb!Gojo takes you to Paris for a week on a getaway trip. He knew your boss wouldn’t mind, being close friends with her and all. Paparazzi take photos of the two of you on dates, kissing each other, and even got a steamy photo of the two of you at his private suite in a hot tub. 

Celeb!Gojo has you on his arm when he arrives at the Oscars, nipping any rumor about your relationship with him in the bud and addressing his ex-wife with your shiny new engagement ring. 

Thank you for reading!

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facesitti- oh, history study lessons with nerd!reader and athlete!sukuna

warnings: mdni: fem!receiving oral

pt 2 3

“if you don’t pass this exam…” your voice wavers, just a bit. “you’re off the football team, ‘kuna.”

your thighs tremble on either side of sukuna’s tattooed face, one hand fisting in his pink-hued hair like it’s the only thing keeping you upright. the other gripping on to his history textbook. the answers for tomorrow’s test staring back at you.

you want to fight it — not really. but, you know you should because this is important and you’re the responsible one!!! but his mouth is already wet from your slick and you can’t really see because of how fogged up your glasses are.

“i know that,” he growls, eyes narrowed, lips brushing against your folds. “so, let me study.”

“sitting on your face isn’t going to help you s-stud — fuck.”

you groan — his tongue drags a long, slow stripe along your pussy.

“it is,” his thick arms wrapping around your thighs, slightly, pushing you even closer to his plump lips. his tongue flicking against your clit so lightly, you don’t realize you’re rolling your hips against his face in response. “making you cum means i’m focused.”

you roll your eyes, ready to argue — but then he spits on your cunt and sucks your clit into his mouth like it’s the only thing he’s hungry for. your thighs tightening around his head, the textbook slipping from your grasp. you scramble to keep it upright.

“read,” he mutters, voice muffled. “you know i have to pass.” he pulls back just a bit and you shiver at the sight of your juices on his face.

“and don’t drop the fucking book on my head, brat.”

“maybe you’ll get all the answers the- sukuna!”

his tongue dips into your hole, curling, dragging back out — cutting you off completely. you clench around his tongue, your hips rocking forward instinctively. chasing the friction.

he chuckles. you groan.

“what is the first question, smartass?” he smirks, kissing the inside of your thigh — soft and slow. his fingers digging into you hard, your hips twitching.

your fingers shake as you try to remember how to read — the textbook feeling like cement from how heavy it is in your hands.

“n- name the polic— fuck..” eyes squeezed shut, jaw slack — no sound coming out. just sukuna’s tongue finding its way back, lazily gliding through your folds.

your hips roll in slow, desperate circles. grinding against his face. his tongue speeding up just a bit. chasing after that pressure. wanting, needing more. your orgasm is coiling hot and fast in your gut.

you’re still trying to keep the textbook steady.

slap!

your thigh stings from his hand just met it. his tongue gliding sweetly through your folds — a stark contrast.

cheeks hot, eyes narrowed. “which made it illegal f-for any foreigners to enter jap-?”

“sakoku,” he growls into your pussy — his mouth immediately latching back onto your clit, tongue flicking hard and fast.

slurping from sukuna, intelligible strings of words from you, and the thud from the textbook hitting his pillow (just shy from his head) are the only sounds that could be heard.

your (now) free hand reaches for the headboard. soft whimpers slipping from your lips.

he tightens his grip on your thighs, fingers heavy and hot. and he grinds your cunt down onto his mouth. his nose grazing your clit the perfect amount.

your legs quiver, your pussy throbs, and suddenly, all that tension snaps like a rubber band.

“c-c-correct,” you pant, completely wrecked. you’re trying not to fall over. your orgasm rocking through you like how sukuna tackles players on the field — hard, hot, and angry.

“see?” he murmurs, “your pussy is a good teacher.” lips barely ghosting your folds. and all you could do is moan.

and then he goes right back in — groaning into you, eating through your spasms, tongue still working like he’s trying to pull another one out of you.

you’re a twitching mess — babbling and drooling. the answers for the test are long gone from your mind.

then he pulls back with a wet pop, spit and slick all over his chin and nose. smug grin on his face, all confident.

“next question, nerd,” he groans, voice muffled by your pussy as he pulls you back down. “you’re supposed to be helping me pass.”

thank you @lily-bisque for reading my first draft, ily!

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MAKEUP ARTIST PLEASE GUYS!!!!

What should I work on next:

1) Actor!Sukuna x Makeup Artist!Reader — you were hired as a makeup artist for the upcoming series Jujutsu Kaisen and your main job is to work with the famous actor, Ryomen Sukuna.

2) Childhood friends!Sukuna and Reader — where teenage you used to babysit younger, scrawny and shy Sukuna. Fast forward years later, he's one of the best MMA fighters in the world.

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your boyfriend gojo showing you off to his best friend, suguru, for fun. You’re sat there in between your boyfriend legs completely naked while both of of them are fully clothed. Suguru sits in front of you, hungry eyes raking over every inch of your body. He can see your pussy glistening from where he’s sitting, imagining how you taste and feel, how you sound.

“Isn’t she so pretty, Suguru?” Gojo hums, gripping your face and smushing your cheeks. He smiles from ear to ear, his long fingers traveling over your torso and down towards your cunt, resting just above it.

“She is, very, very pretty.” He smirks, the bulge in his pants growing noticeably bigger.

“What do you say, baby?” Gojo whispers in your ear, pressing a small kiss to your cheek.

“T-thank you,” you meekly say, feeling completely embarrassed and exposed in this state, more embarrassed at the fact you’re enjoying it, your pussy throbbing.

“And what about these tits, huh?” He bites down on his bottom lip, his large hands cupping your breasts, groping and squeezing at the flesh, pulling at your perky nipples.

“Mmph!” You squeeze your eyes shut, thighs clenching together when he tweaks your sensitive nipples between his fingers.

“You like that, baby? Oh, I know you do,” he coos in your ear, teasing you. “Think you can be nice let Suguru try?” You give a small nod, blinking your eyes open when the raven haired man leans forward and reaches his hands out to grope your tits.

His eyes are fixated on them, like he’s stuck in trance. The image of your tits spilling between his fingers with each squeeze, cute nipples begging to be sucked on. You were such a cute little thing. Gojo was one lucky man. His thumbs flick over your nipples, eyes darting up to look at the expression on your face. You were trying so hard to hold in your whimpers, but the way your hips were squirming gave you away.

Gojo sits there, watching over your shoulder with such a devious smile on his face. His hands caress up and down your skin, sending chills up your spine and tingles to your pussy.

“You’ve got pretty tits, sweetheart.” He stares at you with half lidded eyes, pupils blown wide with lust.

“Nngh, thank you,” you whimper, avoiding his gaze.

He leans back in his chair, adjusting in his seat, pulling at the fabric of his jeans. It was clear he was uncomfortable and with the raging hard on he had, but without Gojo’s permission, he couldn’t jerk off to you. Not yet.

“How’d that feel, baby?” Gojo peppered kisses down your neck, knowing it was making it hard for you to respond.

“G-good, it felt good,” you let out a shaky breath, swallowing thickly.

“There’s just one more thing I’m gonna show off, yeah?” His hands ran over your thighs, hooking under your knees and pulling your legs back to let suguru get a good view of your cunt. “How’s it look, Suguru?” He looks towards his best friend who’s already intoxicated by the sight of it, nearly drooling.

“Fucking heavenly. She’s dripping,” he says breathlessly, leaning forward on his own accord.

“I bet she is. My baby likes it when I show her off, but knows she’s still all mine.” He kisses the top of your head as you lean back into him.

“Fuck, I wanna taste her. Just one lick, please?” He looks up at Gojo, completely desperate. Even your scent is making his cock leak.

“It’s up to her.” He smiles, glancing down at you. “Gonna let Suguru taste that sweet cunt?”

Your cunt throbs at the thought, body hot and bothered, heart pounding in your chest. “Yes…yes.” You nod, hands fisting the bedsheets below as you brace for the slightest sensation of his tongue. You watch him dip between your thighs, sticking his tongue out as he takes a licks up your leaking juices all the way to your throbbing clit. Your hips jolt at the feeling, a small whine escaping your throat.

Suguru pulls away, savoring your taste on his tongue. “Fuck me,” he whisper under his breath. “God, you taste even better than I imagined, sweetheart.” As much as he wants to dive back in and eat you out till you cry, he respects Gojo’s wishes and leans back in his seat.

“She’s a doll, isn’t she?” Gojo reaches a hand between your thighs, slapping your needy pussy a few times. He chuckles at your moans, going slightly harder with each slap. The sound of your wet cunt was like music to his ears. “You did such a good job, baby.”

“Satoru, you’re one lucky man,” Suguru scoffs, biting the inside of his cheek.