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11queensupreme11 · 2 years

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FIC RECOMMENDATIONS (ANIME)

in here is a list of fic recs for various animes! these fics come from quotev, ao3, wattpad, or on tumblr. fics will have my own review of them, but don’t take it too seriously, my reviews aren’t professional.

JUJUTSU KAISEN

sincerely not & sincerely yours by @saintobio (gojo x reader, angst, angst ANGST)

this series is so fucking good but so fucking painful 🥹 i screamed internally so many times while reading it omg. fair warning though, i wasn’t kidding when i said angst in all caps. it is very angsty. season two “sincerely yours” is even more painful BECAUSE WHY NOBODY SIDE WITH READER AEJFHEFG

the sweet old lady is a witch by @thera-daydreams (various x scarlet witch!reader)

milf reader. that’s it, that’s all i can say 😩🤚

chaos by @njisano (various platonic x scarlet witch! baby fushiguro!reader)

more scarlet witch content because why not! it’s not really a whole cohesive story, but more like a bunch of random oneshots and headcanons that can sometimes connect to one another. anyways, since the reader is young here, the relationships are purely platonic 🥰

bewitched by @lalunanymph (naoya x reader, historical au)

okay okay... i know what you guys are already thinking but let me explain myself!!! canon naoya... is an irredeemable misogynistic pig who deserved to get his ass clapped by maki and her mom, but bewitched!naoya... has my respects. he’s an ass at the beginning, but i swear he gets better!

dollhouse by @soxcietyy (yuta x reader)

worldbuilding! in here, reader lives in a misogynistic world where females aren’t very common, so you can already tell what sort of trigger warnings to expect. the romance between yuta and reader is budding, but it leaves me excited for more! 💖

survival by @fxtalitygod (sukuna x reader, historical au)

dark themes 🤤 yummy 🤤🤤🤤

how we break by @tojisun (past! toji x reader & gojo x reader, ANGST)

it hurts at first... but then it gets better ❤️

daydreamer by @roscgcld (yuta x daydreamer!reader)

i absolutely love this because reader is such a huge bimbo, but everyone loves her anyways 🥺

invisible by @chaichaiiskai (yandere!sukuna x reader)

au! no curses, but sukuna’s still a menace here :3

breedable by Souuve (yandere!gojo x student!reader, ao3)

only four chapters so far, but it’s already so twisted and fucked up. i love it! poor reader tho 😖 gojo’s vile as fuck in here

surprise! it’s a boy! & the struggles of a new family by AgentGrayson (ao3)

no reader or romance. it’s a cute series about yuji and the death womb brothers except in here, yuji and nobara don’t kill the brothers. full of slight angst, brotherly bonding, yuji getting the love and care he deserves, and the sorcerers panicking

good intentions by Lazarel (yandere!yuta x reader, ao3)

very short, but it was chilling...

the trojan horse by jwxeii (sukuna x reader, ao3)

it may be about sukuna... but the story still manages to be somewhat cute and tragic. basically, it’s one of those reincarnated lover fics, but really well-written!

his betrothed by LeftHandedly (yandere!gojo x reader, ao3)

gojo be like: yOwAiMO 🧿🫦🧿

our heart by BleedingRose7098 (sukuna x reader, wattpad)

reader’s so cute... but then shit goes down 💀

my child by RobenChan3 (sukuna x daughter!reader, wattpad)

THIS IS PURELY PLATONIC DW!

tsuki ga kirei desu ne by Tsuisuto (yuta x oc, wattpad)

best yuta fic i could find on wattpad hands down 😍

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA

manners by @minnie-mei (yandere! barbarian prince!bakugou x reader)

idk why, but anything barbarian bakugou related just makes me 🥵

yandere todoroki family by @i-cant-sing (platonic! yandere! todorokis x todoroki!reader)

I LOVE THIS WHOLE SERIES???

big brother by @cybersvoid (yandere!dabi x sister!reader)

ok i just REALLY love yandere todoroki family content okay??? yandere bro touya is just such a cool concept, leave me alone 😫

dragon mate-to-be by ExplosionGirl (yandere!bakugou x reader, fantasy au, quotev)

in here, bakugou’s a dragon (who can also turn into a human). anyways, i LOVE bakugou’s gradual descent to madness. he was into reader since day one, but it’s subtle and not obnoxiously shown

bleu heroine by simba (tamaki x todoroki!reader, quotev)

the todorokis here make me wanna rip their throats out, except for dabi. he can live.

cherry blossom by Euphieria (isekai! todoroki! reader, quotev)

LMAO THE READER’S SUCH A BABY SAVAGE!

DEMON SLAYER

fake it flowers by @cielinde (akaza x reader)

A WORK OF ART!! the first akaza fic i ever read and it’s what got me so obsessed with him lmao. anyway, i love how flirtatious he is and how it goes so well with the reader’s tsundere personality 😍

omae wa mou shindeiru by God (various x modern!reader, quotev)

a nice combination of crack and seriousness 😂

ATTACK ON TITAN

common sense by @pr1ncessm00n (porco galliard x reader)

OH?? MY? GODDD??? best fic ever wtf. it’s so unbelievably good, i couldn’t stop smiling throughout it, my face was literally aching because of how much i kept smiling. anyways, porco in here made my heart go doki doki

CROSSOVER

frog in a well by @unolvrs (jjk x bnha, ao3)

THE BEST CROSSOVER I’VE EVER SEEN 👏😭 the worldbuilding is breathtakingly beautiful, the characters are so well-written, and the PAIN of nobara and megumi being separated from yuji and trying desperately to get him back—and UGH i love this fic so much

to be heroes by CaloobadO (jjk x bnha, ao3)

worldbuilding! but in this fic, the jjk verse and bnha verse are part of the same world! i love how the author managed to put them in together and make it make sense

sorcerers ARE heroes goddammit by Hopeless_Otaku (jjk x bnha, ao3)

the jjk trio... aren’t heroic, but they’re trying their best 💀

the unsurpassable hurdle by WhiteApple00 (jjk x bnha, ao3)

this one’s cool and different to the other jjk x bnha stories! usually they’re about gojo or the main trio, but in here, it’s about the second years helping out ua!

cloud 9 1/2 by Backyard_Tree_Line (jjk x bnha, ao3)

aizawa and gojo swap universes lmao

my neighbor fushiguro by Yellow_Canna (jjk x bnha, ao3)

I loved this! It’s centered around izuku, toji, megumi, and gojo, and they basically traumatize the bnha-verse while izuku watches on in horror 😂

accidental universe hopping ft. gojo satoru and aizawa shouta (jjk x bnha, ao3)

another gojo-aizawa swapping fic! it’s hilarious because gojo’s having it easy while poor aizawa’s just fighting for his life

curse or quirk? by ohshitmyship (jjk x bnha, ao3)

trio’s stuck in the bnha world and the 1-a kids are sus of them

the unforeseen simulation joint-detention center & the cursed festival by ScouttioVI (jjk x bnha, ao3)

THESE ARE SO GOOD OMG! I literally froth at the mouth while waiting for an update. the author blends the worlds together so well while also changing some canon events but still somehow following the plot??? 💖 perfection!

your heart by Miranhaeun (bnha x persona, quotev)

first persona x bnha fic i found! the reader’s family pisses me off though, but i can’t wait till they get their hearts stolen (literally or figuratively, idc)

same as it never was by Miss Chief (bnha x naruto, quotev)

it’s a reader x various story, but shisui x reader hurts my heart 😢💔

#👸🏻| recs #👸🏻| masterlists

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kamiversee · 16 days

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GIRL WAIT WHAT THERES AN ANON MAKING YOU UNCOMFY??? LORD IS IT ME?? IK IM A SILLY YAPPER BUT I DONT MEAN TO MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE GIRLY POP

IF ITS NOT ME WHO TF IS IT🤬🫵 FESS UP BEFORE I THROW YOUR ASS INTO THE CHAMBER (jk!)

STOP I WAS ACTUALLY SO CONCERNED WHEN I HEARD THERE WE’RE ANONS MAKING YOU UNCOMFORTABLE..

anywho, i relate to that one anon thats like “im tired of pretending im a ____ girly when in reality im a sukuna girly” cause that’s exactly how i feel about daddy sukuna and daddy toji

THEY ARE SO BREEDABLE I CANNOT RIGHT NOW I NEED THEM SO BAD. IM TIRED OF COVERING UP MY DESIRE FOR BAD BOYS WITH FAKE DESIRE FOR GOOD BOYS (im kidding i still very much want choso and gojo with their scrumdilyicious selves)

I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE ..

🌑🌘🌗🌖🌕

guys im coming out as a sukuna and toji girly. i need them to ruin me.

-🍦

No baby, it’s not you dw <3

I relate to all of you guys no matter what girlie you consider yourselves to be bc I’m just a jjk girlies (Suguru girlie more than anything but you get the point)

#kamiversee!answers #k!ans: 🍦

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angry-geese · 3 years

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Can I request nsfw+fluff gojo x fem!reader? (established relationships) Just gojo being horny and needy after weeks not seeing reader due to work. (Uuuu and may I add breeding kink too <3 ) Lmaooo what's wrong with me✋🏻😔 I love your works btw and just take your time💕💕 here *slides a cookie 🍪 *

YESSSS gojo + breeding kink is top tier. i got a little carried away with this one lol

When We Meet Again

Gojo Satoru x Reader

Warnings: shameless smut. oral (fem receiving), creampies, mating press, unprotected sex, fingering, fluff and smut. slight somnophilia (kinda??) fem!reader

Word Count: 3.7k

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It's well past midnight by the time he gets home.

Save for a single light in the kitchen, the apartment is dark. Leftover pastries sit out on the counter, covered with a bowl to keep bugs from getting to them, alongside your keys, and an empty mug of tea. A grocery list has been stuck to the fridge. A rack of dishes sits beside the sink, drying.

You're not in your usual spot on the couch. He's not surprised. It's late. And though you don't have work in the morning, you were never one to stay up so long. You must have gone to bed already. You might have stayed up had he bothered to tell you he was coming home. But he didn't. His plans changed at the last moment, and not even he knew he'd be back so soon.

He hates being gone this long. He misses sleeping in his own bed. Sometimes he forgets just how cold a bed can be without someone else in it.

The door to your shared room is open. Though it's dark. There's a faint green glow from the alarm clock on the side table. The moon is full enough tonight to provide a bit of light; a pale silver glow fills the room. And there you are, curled up on his side of the bed. In one of his shirts. A black button up that’s a bit too big for you, with sleeves that hang well past your fingertips.

It's not like he can refuse. If he’s getting called out to help, then there's probably not someone who can go in his place. The strongest doesn't really have time to take a vacation. He’s on call 24/7. Between his teaching job at Jujutsu Tech, and the major clans of Jujutsu society constantly demanding his attention, he’s rather short on free time.

It was a tedious job. Not worth his time. Not particularly tough, albeit time consuming. But the previous two sorcerers came back with nothing. And so he was sent out. Cleaning up someone else's mess.

The first week he called every day. The job wasn’t supposed to take any longer than that. Or so you both assumed. As the second rolled through, your calls grew shorter, and less frequent. He found himself frustrated with the lack of contact. It wasn't either of your faults. Your work called for you to be out during the little free time he had. Overtime. When you did have time to call each other, you were often exhausted, and short with him. The distance was putting a strain on your relationship.

The worst part of it all; he couldn't fuck you. And for a man that could go multiple rounds in a day, that was miserable. His love language is touch. Not being able to hold you was… well, miserable.

You don't really know the extent of the effect you have on him.

He's too tired to change, and he showered before he left, so he strips to his boxers and pulls his side of the blankets aside. Tomorrow is laundry day anyway. You always choose Sundays for laundry day, because that's the day before you have to go back to work. There's just enough room between you and the edge of the bed for him to slip in.

When something makes him stop dead in his tracks.

It's your voice. You’re calling out his name. You aren't awake, and though you do sometimes talk in your sleep, tonight is different. When it does happen, it's usually nonsense. Soft, endearing babble that he can't help but listen to. He says your name, softly, but you don't respond. Enough moonlight streams in through the window to see your face. Your brows are knit in concentration—possibly frustration—and sweat beads in your hairline.

Are you having a nightmare?

The bed dips under his weight as he sits, resting a hand on your thigh. Your skin is rather warm, he notes. You roll over onto your side, burying your face in his pillow. He pulls the blankets up, tucking them around your shoulders, as you’ve kicked them down by your feet in your sleep.

There it is again. You say his name, but there's a level of desperation behind it.

There's no denying the wetness between your thighs. You squeeze your thighs together in an unconscious attempt to get some relief. Your breathing is labored.

It's only a moment later that the realization kicks in.

The grin that splits his face can only be described as malicious in nature.

His hand creeps higher on your thigh, nudging the hem of your—his—shirt up. You’re not wearing anything underneath. The sight of your slick cunt is nearly enough to make his cock stand to attention.

His gaze falls to the curve of your hips, just barely illuminated by the moonlight. He likes the light of you in his shirt a little more than he likes to admit. Though he’s never been quiet about how much he appreciates your body.

Your body freezes the moment his thumb grazes across your slit. So does he. You’re so wet. Must be a real nice dream. You roll onto your back, your legs parted slightly. The soft gasps and moans that leave you are like music to his ears. Gojo takes this as an invitation to continue, his hand moving further up your thigh, lazily tracing circles into it.

You must've missed him more than he expected.

Your body registers that someone is touching you before it registers just who is doing such. In your sleepy, dream-ridden state you don't recognize the figure in front of you. In the dim light of the room, you can make out a mess of white hair, and the reflection of dark, round glasses shoved up into his hairline. Gojo’s eyes practically reflect in the dark.

You jolt awake, sitting up. “Jesus christ-”

“‘S just me, Mochi,” he says, though it does little to settle your nerves.

If you weren't awake before, you certainly are now.

“What? You watch people in their sleep now?!” You scold. “‘Toru- you scared the hell out of me!”

You flop back on the bed. The blankets pool around your hips. You reach to pull them back up, finding your bed colder than usual.

"You were calling out my name." He says.

"Oh," you say, and though there's little light in the room, he watches your face flush, "must have been dreaming about you."

“Wanna recreate what you were dreaming?” He asks. Rather smugly, might you add.

You roll your eyes. “Go to sleep.”

"Scoot over then. I'm gonna fall off the bed."

This prompts an evil sounding giggle from you, followed by a: "fall then."

"Alright," he says, rolling over to lay on you, throwing his arm around your waist. You’re effectively pinned under him, as the awkward angle won't allow you any leverage to throw him off. He attacks the exposed part of your neck with kisses, sucking hickeys into the flesh of your neck and shoulders. His hair tickles your skin.

“‘Toru- stop!” You squeal. “Let me go-”

“Not until you apologize,” he says, planting a wet kiss on your jaw.

“Never!”

“Then I guess I won't let you go.”

His arms wrap around you from behind, pulling you flush to his chest. One of his hands finds your own, his fingers lacing with yours. His legs tangle with yours in a way that holds them in place. Worming out of his grip in this position would be a near impossible task.

You suppose there’s worse fates than this.

It would be easier to stay awake if he wasn't so warm. Or if he didn't smell so nice. Or if he wasn't softly rocking your body with each breath he takes. His thumb traces soft circles around your knuckles. Gojo’s breath is warm against your neck, making goosebumps rise along the soft flesh. The steady sound of it is almost enough to lull you to sleep.

"I missed you." You say. Your voice is almost too soft to hear.

“I know.” He says. His arms give your midsection a reaffirming squeeze. “I missed you too.”

“How was work?”

“A shitshow,” he says, leaning to nip at your earlobe, “but I get to come home to you, so it’s not all bad. How’s everything been around here?”

“Quiet.” You say. “Kinda boring without you. I wish you told me you’d be home tonight. I would have done something special.”

“It was a spur of the moment decision.” He says. “I didn't expect to be home so soon either.”

“We should do something tomorrow, then,” you say, “a new ramen place opened up down the street. You know where the old bakery used to be? They leased the place out.”

Gojo hums in response. Ramen sounds nice. Especially now. But he’s too tired and too horny to worry about food. Why have ramen when he has a meal right in front of him? Or a snack, as he often likes to call you. To which you roll your eyes, but there's no denying how he makes you blush.

You take back what you said about finding it easy to sleep. He’s moving around a bit too much for that. Gojo isn't subtle about it either. Nothing about the man is. He foregos subtly in favor of announcing nearly everything he does. Loudly. Who would dare stop him?

But you guess it's part of his charm. His dorky, sappy charm. You’ve kind of signed up for it, so you’re not complaining.

You scoot away from the edge of the bed a bit, thinking he needs more room. Gojo pulls you back to his chest, thinking you’re trying to run away from him.

“Quit squirming.” You hiss.

“Sorry Mochi,” he says, “just tryna get comfortable.”

And he really does mean it. But he’s been gone from you for so long that he's forgotten how nice your body feels against his. A little too nice, he’ll admit. Phone sex is nice, but it's not the same as the real thing. It gets old after a while. His hand doesn't quite compare to yours. Or the real thing. Something hard presses against your thigh from behind.

That's when it clicks. You just smell so nice. Your body is so warm against his. You look so nice in his shirt. Can you really blame him for getting hard?

You aren't sure he knows that you know. You shift a bit. It appears you’re only trying to get comfortable. His grip around your waist loosens, allowing you to settle a bit closer to him. You can't help it if your shirt rides up a bit, exposing the perfect curve of your ass. He prefers you in nothing at all, though the sight of you wearing his clothes is certainly a nice one. Any sight of you is. Gojo is shameless in the way he adores your body.

Once settled, his arms return to your waist. His head falls into the crook of your neck. He’s doing little to hide the tent he sports in his boxers. Maybe he thinks you don't notice. Or maybe he’s trying to ignore it.

“Stop that,” he says.

“I'm not doing anything,” you say, with the same evil giggle as before.

“Why do I not believe you?”

His lips find your neck, sucking a dark mark into your pulsepoint. The sudden sensation of lips on your neck makes you squeal. In your ear he coos every sappy nickname in the book that makes you blush.

You hardly notice as his hand trails lower. Your legs part just enough for him to slip his hand between them. He does nothing but seek out your warmth. Yet.

A familiar tension returns to your stomach. It's not unpleasant.

So that's what he was doing. Not that you’re complaining.

“Missed you, Mochi,” he says, gasping at the wet feeling of your cunt, “missed you so much. You have any clue what it's like being around all those weird old men all day? For days on end, no end in sight?”

It always surprises you just how bad the man can be with words, yet how good he is with his mouth.

His fingers find your clit, drawing lazy circles around the bundle of nerves. Your breath catches in your throat. You can't deny how nice his long fingers feel inside of you.

“Seems like you’ve missed me too.” He says, his breath warm against your ear.

“Whatever you want to think, old man,” you say. Though you have missed him. You always do. But there's some fun to be had by teasing him.

“Old man?!” He sounds genuinely hurt. “Don't be like that. I know you like having me around.”

“Oh really? What makes you think that?”

His fingers move to press into the tight entrance of your cunt, his thumb brushing across your clit. The soft gasp that leaves you is practically music to his ears. To give him credit, he is good with his hands.

“Did you think about me while I was gone,” he coos, “did you touch yourself while you did it? I did. Couldn't keep my mind off this sweet cunt of yours. I think I want a taste.”

Your only response is a soft moan. Heat pools low in your stomach, growing in intensity with each skilled movement of his hand. He moves so you can lay on your back. Your hands find the sheets, holding them in a death grip. Gojo nudges your legs further apart with one of his knees.

The kiss he pulls you into is uncharacteristically soft, and needy. He moans nearly as loud as you when you nibble on his bottom lip, hips lips parting, allowing the strong muscle of your tongue to explore his mouth.

Your hands work to undo the top few buttons of your shirt, exposing your breasts. His free hand comes up to grope appreciatively at your tits. Gojo has never been shy about how much he adores them. Or shy ever, to his credit. You’re his, and he would show you off to the world if you’d let him.

But sometimes he prefers to steal you into his domain, and hold you there. Close. Where you’ll always be at his side. The one place in this universe he can truly promise you’ll be safe.

You hardly notice as his kisses trail down your neck. Down the valley between your breasts. Working the last few buttons of your shirt open with his long fingers. What you do notice is the sudden absence of his hand.

Your legs part to give him room to settle between them. His head rests on your stomach. His warm breath tickles your skin.

"You gonna let me have a taste?" He asks, nipping at your thigh.

You swallow hard, eyes locked on him. Slowly, you nod.

You gasp at the feeling of his warm tongue, licking a stripe from your bellybutton to your mound. He's not touching you where you need him most. And that frustrates you. You buck your hips up towards his mouth, eliciting a soft laugh from him. He can't tease you too long. His cock is painfully hard, leaking against his thigh in his boxers. He can only hold himself back for so long.

You freeze at the feeling of a hot tongue against your clit.

Gojo eats pussy like a starving man, presented with his favorite meal. He does nothing short of savoring you. How you smell, how you taste, how you sound. He's shameless in how he adores this. Gojo moans nearly as loud as you at the taste of your cunt. Sweeter than his favorite dish. Meant to be savored.

You can't deny that he's good with his mouth. His tongue works circles around your clit, drawing gasps and moans from you.

Heat builds in your stomach, drawing you closer to your impending orgasm. One that comes upon you far sooner than expected.

Maybe you’re more pent up than you thought.

Your thighs clench around his head as you cum hard. He lets you ride out your orgasm on his tongue, working you through it with his skilled mouth. He’d stay with his head between your legs forever if you’d let him. Which you don't, as overstimulation soon registers in your lust addled mind, and you shove his head away.

The lower half of his face glistens in the dim light, wet with saliva, and your own slick. He’s far from subtle in the way he licks his lips, or groans at your taste. He may have gotten a bit too excited. It's not unlike him to get carried away. How can he resist a fertile cunt like yours?

“I think you should taste yourself,” he says. His hands move to cup your face as he pulls you into a kiss. You taste yourself on his lips. His hardened cock grinds against his thigh.

“‘Toru-” you whine.

“What's the matter baby?” He coos. “Use your words.”

“Fuck me.” You say. “I need you, ‘Toru. I need your cock in me.”

“Why didn't you say so?” He says, though the desperation in his voice is palpable.

He wastes no time in shoving his boxers down his hips, freeing his cock.

He’s not the most intimidating in size, but his cock is nice, and fairly thick, with a slight upward curve. The patch of hairs towards the base are soft, and white. Generally you don't need a whole lot of prep to take him. Which is helpful when he can't keep his hands to himself, and insists on fucking you in the bathroom during dinner. As much as he likes to take his time with you, he’ll take you anywhere you’ll let him. At work, or over every flat surface of your apartment. Not a single room of your home was spared. Not that either of you mind.

“Gotta work you open first,” he says, “don't want you to be too tight, do we?”

Between his saliva, and your own slick, you put up little resistance. He’s able to slide one finger in. Then a second, with no issue. His fingers curve, stroking your g-spot. His thumb works soft circles around your sensitive clit as he works you open with his fingers. Really, this is unnecessary. Your cunt is practically dripping with your own arousal.

He makes a show of licking his fingers, groaning at the taste of you. Gojo really has no shame.

The moan he lets out as he sheathes himself is truly sinful.

It's another moment before he starts thrusting.

Gojo needs a moment to collect himself. He’s been working himself up for hours if not days. All the nights he spent, thinking of what he’d do to you once he got home. He’s gone over this day in his head about a hundred times.

The sound of his hips slapping against yours fills the room. His taunts turn into senseless babble. Strands of praise mixed with Gojo’s overall dorky remarks. Pleas of your name, calling you mochi, baby, honey, and every other sappy nickname he can think of. His head falls into the crook of your neck, nipping and sucking at the soft skin. He’s not going to let you leave this bed until you’re thoroughly marked up.

Tension grows in your stomach like a rubber band being stretched tight. Your previous orgasm has left you overly sensitive, and leaves another orgasm creeping up on you sooner than expected. His hand falls to your stomach, working lower until his thumb finds your clit, rubbing the sensitive nub.

He presses your legs further back, shoving them almost to your chest. The stretch leaves a pleasant burn in your hips. Your body isn't really meant to bend this way, though it’s not completely uncomfortable. It's not long before he has you into a full mating press, rutting against you desperately, fucking you into the mattress. The bed frame groans in protest with each of his thrusts. Deep, and unrelenting. Gojo’s cock curves in such a way that hits your sweet spots just right, leaving you writing under him.

“Gonna put a baby in you, Mochi,” he says, “gonna breed this pretty cunt of yours.”

You nod along desperately. You want nothing more than for him to cum inside, filling you completely.

He silences your moan with a kiss, his teeth clashing against yours. His tongue presses past your lips, exploring the wet cavern of your mouth. You can still taste yourself on him.

A line of saliva connects your lips as he pulls away.

“Not gonna ask you to take all of it,” he says, “but take everything I got.”

And with that, he can't hold back any longer, painting your womb white. Gojo’s cum is normally thick, and there's normally a lot of it. Today even moreso. Two weeks away hasn't helped with that. Cum runs down your thighs in streams, ruining your sheets.

The elders aren't going to be happy that he’s so reckless with his precious seed, but Gojo couldn't give a damn. The elders can talk all they want. That's all they're good for. He gets to cum in a warm place, and that's more than any of the others can say.

He practically collapses on top of you.

Gojo shifts so less of his body weight is on top of you. And though the room is rather warm, you find yourself nuzzling into his body, seeking out his warmth. His arms have always given you a sense of security, especially when wrapped up in them. They find your waist, pulling your back flush to his chest.

For a moment the two of you lay there, basking in each other's warmth.

You’ll have to get up in a bit anyway. To clean yourself up, and change the sheets. And get a new shirt. Probably another one of Gojo’s. He’s never been against seeing you wear his clothes. They never stay on you for long, though.

You pry his arms off, swinging your legs over the side of the bed, but he notices, and tightens his grip.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asks, sounding rather offended.

“To get a drink,” you say, “I'm thirsty. Why? Do you want one too?”

“You think I’d let you go after just one round?” He asks. “You’re not leaving this bed until I’ve fucked you full of my cum.”

You're in for a long night.

#jjk x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #gojo smut #not osha compliant #goose answers #ask!#anon #gojo is just very breedable

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tatakaebomb · 2 years

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F*ck me stupid.

ꕥ Pairing : Gojo x Reader

ꕥ Synopsis : Your boyfriend seems to wanna do more than just fuck you. He wants to forever make you his.

ꕥ A/N : This was based on a request but it got deleted :/ to the person who asked for gojo x breeding kink. This for you. Sorry.

ꕥ Word count : 0.7k

ꕥ TW : Breeding kink, cream pie, orgasm denial, smut, praise, risky behaviour, vulgar language, perverted thoughts, intrusion (?), sexual foreshadowing, sex, cervix fucking, impregnating, 18+ drabble smut ig.

'Gojo- s too much-' you whined, head falling back onto his shoulder as you were ruthlessly pounded into. Mirror infront of you reflecting the dirty position he held you in right now.

Legs pushed to your body as your back laid flat on his chest, ass sitting neatly on his lap. Every thrust he made has your eyes rolling back. Tight pussy pounded into as he slams you on and off of his cock.

'You can take it baby- I- I know you can-' he says through gritted teeth. Lips moving to kiss at your cheek and neck as your tits jumped up and down. Tongue lolled out on your side as you could hardly look at your reflection.

You looked so pretty right now, gojo wishes he could just engrave the picture in his mind. The way your slick lathered over his huge dick as you were nearing your edge, moans and mewls slipping from you over and over. His hand holding tight against your stomach as he could feel himself thrusting harshly inside you. Smirk lifting on his face at how submissive you looked right now.

'You look so pretty baby- look at yourself.' Grabbing your face he turned you towards the mirror. Eyes connecting onto yours as your fucked out face hardly stared at him back, hooded eyes and drool dripping from you.

'Gojo- m- gonna cum-'

'No your fking not- cum and I'll have you taking me for the next 5 hours. Got it?'

A loud wail ripped from the bottom of your chest at the way he consistently pounded at your g spot, breedable position having your legs aching and breasts sore. Your stomach buldging with every push.

The way his eyes latched onto your breasts, excitement thrilling through him at the thought of you being milked through in and out. Stomach swollen with his seed as you complain about how much it's hurting you. The excess weight making you chubbier as you have to rely on him for everything. The idea of mini you and him running around as you help them, as you stay at home in your pretty apron greeting him with a kiss or a blowjob.

You and gojo had been getting increasingly riskier, no condom, no pill, even him pulling out at the very last second. He loved the thrill, the risk of you maybe 'accidentally' getting pregnant with his children. The idea of him being permanently engraved inside of you forever. The riskier positions, the obedience to his every word. He just loved the idea of you being pregnant with a part of HIM inside you.

'Toru- please-' you whinge, hands attempting to claw back at him, harsh grip on your waist as his eyes remain stuck on your contorted face. His fingers moving to rub harshly on your clit.

'Go on baby show me...'

Your body squirted over him, body pulsating as you ripped out a scream. His fingers still harshly tugging at your fluffy spot as you milked his cock out. White juices spilling onto his legs and some even on the mirror infront of you. Your fucked out face as tired body slumped back on him as he continued to pound harshly inside of you. His release nearing closer and closer, you pulling him in so hard he doesn't know if he can pull out.

'I'm gn- gonna cum-'

'Cum in me please...' you lazily slip out. Your head lazily turning around to look him in his lust blown eyes. Lips quickly attaching onto his as he took in the sight of your pre-pregnancy body.

Soon enough he teared infront of you. Heaps of sperm lapping inside your cervix. Some even dripping back out from your cunt. You looked so beautiful like this, gojo could go on for hours and hours until you finally see those two lines on the pregnancy stick. He loved seeing pretty women like you so obedient for him. Such a pretty house maid you'd be...

And now your finally forever his...

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laudthingcat · 3 years

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Hi <3 im in love w ur blog. <3 if possible could you please do nsfw scenarios on the jjk guys’ dark fantasies ? specifically gojo, toji, choso, naoya, and nanami 😌

JJK men + dark fantasies

Characters: Gojo Satoru, Toji Fushiguro, Choso, Naoya Zenin, Nanami Kento

Warnings: it’s NSFW, kinda dubcon here and there, threesome, somnophilia, domination, exhibitionism, hate sex and bondage.

Note: thank you so much sweetie <3 I really loved this idea so i hope you like how it turned out haha

Because i got carried away with the scenarios, i decided to write actual fics for each of them, so check out the Dark fantasies collection~

Masterlist

Gojo: threesome

Gojo loves trying new things

So he really wants to go for a threesome if you’re alright with it

Who’d be the 3rd guest you ask?

Suguru, of course

He’d really go for a foursome if Nanami accepted his invitation

But it might take Gojo a while to convince him (this explains the folded paper he gave to Nanami that one time LOL)

Naoya: domination + exhibitionism

Naoya loves it when he’s in charge (which is pretty much all the time)

When you do whatever he tells you to

When he’s your master

Dominating you completely is a huuge turn on for him

The thought of you waiting for his next command

Having complete control over you

Ah how he loves it

Also he enjoys fucking you in public places

If somebody gets to see him do it, that’s even better

Toji: “hate sex”

This asshole

He gets so hard when you’re angry

He loves seeing that side of you soo

Whenever he feels like fucking

He makes sure he pisses you off first

And then he goes for it

If you fight, that just makes it more interesting

Because he knows you can’t resist him much, and that you will get along in the end

Choso: somnophilia

First time it happened you thought he was just super horny

But it happened again

Sometimes waking up to him eating you out or already stretching your walls

That’s when you got it

Since you always get hot when you sleep, you just wear a shirt and panties as pajamas

He finds it really hot when he sees you half naked and asleep

You had a talk with him and told him it was fine

Just so that he wouldn’t feel guilty

Cuz he does

Nanami: bondage

He may not look like it

But this man loves having you tied up

Because it makes you look very submissive and breedable

He loves it when you have no idea what's going to happen to you

When you're at his mercy

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k-indie · 2 years

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Why don't you like me?

Pairings: FWB!Gojo Satoru x FWB!Reader (but can be read by all)

Case: (not canon versed, regular au!) In which Gojo is always flirting with you and wonders why you don't think of him the same way he thinks of you...

Tags: mentions of sex, profane speech, Gojo

Gojo Satoru

Your best friend turned best friend with benefits since almost two years ago and somehow has been steady. Most of the friends with benefits relationships you've seen have either ended in horror or love, few ending naturally and peacefully.

So, you wondered what it would be for the both of you; would Gojo be sad or angry or some other emotion that you didn't collect feelings for him in the same way he was harvesting feelings for you, or, would he be fine with that fact? Would he be able to let you go freely or would he want to keep you around if you decided to do something you've been wanting to do for all of two months now?

Albeit, Gojo was an amazing man and even more amazing in bed, but he wasn't someone you could see yourself being with for very long, hell, you didn't even expect the benefits to last longer than a few months let alone over a year.

How was it that he grew feelings for you but you didn't harbor any love for him outside of the platonic kind?

Gojo had been acting differently with you than he normally did after about four months into the whole entanglement. You didn't get the deal at first, but eventually— upon your friend's observations of your and Gojo's 'friendship'— you realized he caught feelings and was trying to woo you into a more intimate relationship, perhaps he thought you were more than breedable like he said during one of your sessions...

It was on a cool summer evening when you decided to cook for the both of you after what you thought would be your last time in each other's embrace that you were going to tell him your plans of ending things with him.

Perhaps it wasn't the greatest idea...

You were nibbling on your food, slowly chewing small bits of the meal when Gojo noticed your seemingly nervous antics, wondering loudly to you about it.

"You feeling okay?"

He tilted his head as his tongue met the food you cooked, letting it loll in his mouth for a moment before biting down, blinking once at you. "Just a little tired. I wanted to talk to you about something..."

"I'm all ears. I wanted to talk to you about something as well, if course, but ladies first."

You put your utensils down and looked Gojo in the eye, wondering how calm you'd be able to remain during this revelation. "I think we should stop being friends with benefits."

He smiled halfway, choosing to be naïve about your words, "Me too."

You blinked at him and released the breath you hadn't realized you'd been holding. "What?"

"I think we should be... an item, as the kids say."

The comment went right in one ear and out the other, Gojo's ignorance of your prior statement almost made you burst into an raging inferno. "No, Satoru, I don't think we should be an item."

He dropped his cute smirk at you and blinked, staring at you for a moment before speaking up again, "And why is that? Has my lovely pin-up doll found someone else?"

You groaned at the name and squinted at him, "It doesn't matter. I just think this has gone on for too long and I can't keep doing this to you. It's not fair."

"Aw, always thinking of my feelings... That's just one of the many things I love about you."

You sighed, defeated already and realizing the only thing that would get your words through to him was...

—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—

"You told him about your budding relationship with his best friend?! Are you crazy?"

You but your lip and tapped nervously on the edge of the cup of coffee in front of you, eyeing the people on the other side of the large glass window in the cafe. Your friend was gaping at you, wondering how you could be so calm after having done that to Gojo. "I mean... I guess I understand it. I just... I wouldn't have told him it was with his best friend... What did he say to that?"

You grimaced slightly recalling the end of the night. "He didn't. He just chuckled real low and fucked me again and left."

You chose to leave out the part where he left hickies all over your body in the shape of his initials. You wondered when he did it and when he found the time to, but it was his way of saying you were his without saying it.

"Damn... Did he say anything else before he left?"

"Just that I was his and he laughed again and left."

Your friend was trying so hard to be there for you but she couldn't wrap her brain around the events, too fried from her own issues to try, but she was doing so well that you felt bad pulling her away from her own relationship to talk about your more complicated situation. "You're never getting away from him... You know that, right? Once Gojo says he loves you... there's no going back."

You nodded at the revelation and sighed, sipping your drink before eyeing your friends stressed out glare. "Don't look at me like that."

"I'm sorry. I feel bad, I really do, for both of you... But do you think you're just not feeling anything for Gojo because you haven't actually identified-"

"No. There's nothing there. I love him as a friend and nothing more and it was a mistake to have sex with him in the first place even if we both were drunk. If I'd known he'd fall in love then I wouldn't have let it continue."

Your friend gave you an understandingly sad pout, realizing you did care for him a great deal but just couldn't be with him because you couldn't lead him on anymore and he was in too deep now.

"Maybe he'll let go eventually... The chances of that are probably definitely zero, but there's hope... Maybe."

"That's making me feel a lot better," you replied sarcastically and your friend laughed a little at your reaction, shaking her head as you sipped your drink again. "I'm sorry, (Nickname), I really wish I could help more. I don't even know what I'd do in that situation."

"Its not a big deal. I really just needed to get it out. Thank you for being here."

The two of you spent the rest of that afternoon trying to help each other solve your problems while Gojo was discussing you with his best friend, who seemed to love you the same way Satoru did.

Geto Suguru

A beautiful man you'd met at the super market, who offered to buy your groceries for you when he saw you left your wallet somewhere, later finding out you'd left it at your house when he offered to drive you there. You'd met him a few times before but you weren't close, Gojo seemed to like keeping you to himself even if it was just friendly meetings or events popping up on the schedule. And he wondered why Gojo would keep you all to himself before finding out all of the reasons why two months into getting to know you better.

He quickly forgot that you were the apple of his best friends eye when he got to know more of you in two months than any other person and the same could be said for you. The both of you wanted to be together and there was nothing standing in your way except him.

It was the way you listened attentively to everything he say, remembered what he liked and didn't like as if it was the easiest thing for you, the way you'd make him laugh without even trying, the way you'd get him talking more than he normally did, the way you completely changed him without even lifting s finger. He was completely enamored by your presence alone and he wanted more from you than what he was getting if it was even possible.

Perhaps a ring could do the trick...

"When did you start seeing her?"

"Two months ago."

"And you love her?"

Geto could understand very well what his friend was getting at and he didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing any further details about your relationship with him but he would spare one thing...

"I do."

Gojo sat next to him on a park bench, mindlessly watching people passing by as he listened to that sentence fly into the air in a way he wasn't too fond of.

"I want you to stop seeing her."

"Now, why would I do that?"

Gojo smirked to himself halfway, "Because you couldn't possibly love (Nickname) the way I do. She was made for me, of course~"

Geto was silent, letting his friend get the last word in and he sighed, getting up and walking away. "Ah, leaving so soon?"

He silently cursed the man following behind him quickly. "I will not talk about this any further with you, Satoru."

"Ehh, why not? I liked talking about her with you."

Geto had better things to do and he'd be damned if the man here took away from the time he wanted to spend with you. "I don't. Goodbye, Gojo Satoru."

And he allowed Geto to walk away, wondering to himself what Geto had that he didn't, but then he remembered, nothing. No one was on Gojo's level. His God-complex was thicker than his skull and bigger than his ego.

He'd have you to himself again soon no matter what.

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There was a small get together at Utahime's estate and you and Geto were surely going to attend the event because you both hadn't seen her in what felt like forever. She always was a great host and would occasionally get imported goods to feed her guests.

You adorned yourself in the cutest skirt and cropped, long sleeve tee with matching scarpin-style heels and rings with a matching jewel to your necklace that was gifted to you by Geto. And he couldn't be more in love.

Geto was matching colors with you, a brown button up with white dress pants and black snakeskin shoes. He too wore the chain you'd gifted him in exchange for his gift to you. And you couldn't be more in love.

When you arrived at Utahime's place, your pair had recognized the sleek, black car parked outside and silently cursed the appearance of the man getting out of his car at the same time as the both of you. He smiled widely at you only, completely ignoring that his friend was with you.

He walked quickly behind you both, mostly to watch that ass sway side to side, a teasing reminder if what he'd be missing out on because of his best friend. And he couldn't help himself but he was going to be mentioning the two of you as much as he could to play with the both of you.

"Ah, don't you miss how I would hold onto your back pocket when we'd walk up the steps together, (Nickname)?"

You sighed and shook your head, "I don't, Gojo."

"Aw, back to the last name basis, huh?"

You ignored the comment as Utahime's housemaid opened the door for you all to step inside quickly removing your shoes and following the maid into Utahime's living room.

As the night went on, being entertained by Utahime and spending time with your other colleagues, you were actually having a great time excluding the teasing Gojo would do at every chance he received. And eventually, you landed in the kitchen with Utahime to help her and her housemaid with some food preparation, unfortunately being followed by the teasing man and his best friend. Gojo seated himself at the island, directly in front of you and almost pouted at the lack of attention you showed him.

A string of flirts came your way frequently as he watched you move around the kitchen, always being met with a sharp hiss or a burning glare from Geto.

When he noticed the rings on your hands, he was almost taken aback at the flashy one that was too close to your ring finger, a silent promise of what was to come from Geto in what he'd planned for the next week.

"I love a woman who wears rings..."

He noticed you stopped moving for a moment before quickly taking off your rings, giving them to Geto to hold onto, excusing it as your need to get your hands dirty for the preparation of the food.

"Aw, don't be like that, (Nickname)-"

"Yo."

You snapped your head to Gojo, sending him a look you'd never given to him before and he was silenced immediately, surprising your other friends at the ability to silence the man without much effort. He'd lick the shit off a toilet if you told him to with that look, the eyes of a Goddess baring down on him.

"Let me talk to you outside for a moment."

You forced Gojo out of his chair and yanked him aggressively behind you as you pulled him to the hall, shoving him against the wall briskly. "What the hell do you want, Gojo?" The bitterness in your tone almost took him away, showing him where he stood with you now and it almost made him drop his act, but he was too proud and now too excited at the sudden change of emotions in your once smiling demeanor.

"You, of course-"

"You don't. You're only making a fool of yourself now and it's embarrassing, Gojo. Stop while you're ahead. I'm tired of it. We won't be together in the way you'd hoped and I'm sorry you fell for someone who could never reciprocate. It's over and I need you to drop it."

Your eyes searched his for any sign of understanding and he couldn't help the building urge to take you right there, fuck that attitude out of you how he would do before Geto came along but the both of you knew it was before Geto came along that you'd been losing interest in the dynamic of the friendship. He couldn't take you right there, so he settled for a passionate and fiery kiss that he could feel you didn't return and didn't seem to enjoy.

"What's going on?"

You pushed Gojo away from you almost as soon as he came onto you and you looked at the owner of the new voice, eyeing the man as he looked between the two of you. "Just giving your girlfriend something she missed."

You snapped your head at Gojo and finally had more than enough from him and socked him in the nose, the first time you'd ever hit Gojo for real.

You groaned in pain and annoyance as you held your first, quickly turning on your heel and walking to the front entrance, grabbing your shoes and dashing out the door, cursing the night and everyone in it.

Why, Gojo, why did you have to fall in love... with me?

#gojo x geto #gojo x reader #gojo satoru #geto suguru #geto x reader #geto x gojo #Geto Suguru x Reader #jujutsu kaisen #JJK #jjk geto #jjk gojo #jjk x reader #gojo satoru being a flirty mf #geto in love #i wish i was kidding #wish you were here

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bokebelle · 3 years

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jujutsu kaisen boys + telling them they look breedable

WARNINGS: 16+. suggestive. a whole lot of mentions of breeding, mention of kids in nanami's

CHARACTERS: gojo satoru, nanami kento, getou suguru, fushiguro toji

TAGS: crack humor, headcanons, drabble, gn! reader

A/N: inspired by a convo i had with @lemvis regarding the same topic ily also maybe i do have a breeding kink now

gojo satoru

he looks so offended

feels so objectified when you tell him that

he even pulls up his blindfold to make sure you aren't playing

does everything he can to convince you he isn't breedable

"babe, do i look like a 'breedable' himbo to you?" he whines, his stunning blue eyes meeting yours. "Yes, you actually do Satoru." you smirk as puts on a dramatically offended expression. "I am not breedable! Imagine what our kid would be like if they had my attitude! They'd be blessed with my looks though, but do you really want that?!" he exclaims, falling right into your trap. You pretend to think for a moment before standing up. "you know what? You're absolutely right. Maybe I should breed Nanami instead." you walk away, leaving him dumbfounded until he figured it out. "Wait babe I'm the strongest, not him!! I'm more breedable!! DON'T YOU WANT STRONG BABIES????"

nanami kento

a breedable king i want his babies

looks so fed up with you

contemplating whether he should just walk away and live a peaceful life or ask why

but this man has a breeding kink you cannot tell me otherwise

is he willing to humor you? maybe.

"You just look breedable, Kento. I don't make the rules" you tell Nanami, trying not to laugh at how much his already stoic expression seemed to become even more deadpan. "Do I even want to ask why?" You giggle, throwing your arms around the sorcerer's neck. "Hm, depends...do you wanna know?" you tease. Kento thinks for a moment before placing his hands on your waist, pulling you close to place a kiss on your forehead. "I think I'm more interested in knowing how our kids would look like if I'm as breedable as you say i am"

getou suguru

another breedable king

unlike the first two, he would actually be very amused with this

does he think you're weird? oh, most definitely

will he argue and say he isn't breedable? hell no.

"Suguru, have I ever told you how breedable you look?" you ask casually, watching Getou's mouth lift up into a smile. "Oh really? What makes you say that sweetheart?" he asks with his usual playful tone. "I don't know babe, you just do." he walks over to you, a smile still on his face, placing his hands on your hips to pull you flush against him. His lips graze the skin of your neck, until you feel is warm breath against the shell of your ear. "Hm, should we see if I am, then?"

fushiguro toji

oh boy the dilf has arrived

like getou, toji would actually humor you

but not for the reasons you think

he thinks you're cute for thinking he's breedable

but has no problem with reminding you he's the one who breeds you <3

rip that pussy aye

"You look so breedable, Toji." You blurt out, making a show of how you were eying the way the fabric of his black shirt stretched across the expanse of his chest and hugged the muscles of his arms. He looks at you and smirks before walking towards you. Toji suddenly seemed so much bigger, especially with how he towered over you. "Mind saying that again, sweetheart?" Toji asks with a slightly teasing tone. You gulp, suddenly realizing how fast your little plan backfired. "Tsk, what happened to that feisty mouth of yours?" he chuckles, cupping your face and gently running his thumb across your lip before tugging it down. "As cute as your little game was sweetheart, I think I have to remind you that I'm the one who breeds you. Got it? Or do I need to remind you?"

reblogs r sexy and u are too if you do <3

tagging: @crapimahuman @tanakaslastbraincell @hznji @toji-dabi-wife @f4riytales @frog-wrld @tetsunormous @lazyezstudy @fiaficsxo

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dadsbongos · 2 years

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Hello! May I request an imagine where the airhead reader and the other students decide to have a group sleepover/movie night, please?

Warnings: not very proofread, fem reader Word Count: 738 ~~~

“‘gumi you always look so distressed, I think this will do you good!” you grin at the boy.

“That wasn’t even backhanded, it was just rude,” Megumi huffs, but allows you to sit him down on Nobara’s bed anyway.

“Where’s that idiot?” Nobara looks about the room as she carries in face masks and spare pillows and blankets.

“Itadori’s still cooking,” you flop back onto the bed, “He’ll be a bit.”

“I can’t believe you dragged me into this,” Megumi mutters.

“Love and affection are vital to the soul, ‘gumi. If you want to heal from your unresolved abandonment issues, then we should smother you in care,” you take a headband from Nobara’s hand and slap it onto Megumi’s head, effectively pushing back his bangs.

“We got the movies,” Maki pushes open the door with Panda, Toge, and Yuta behind her.

“Okkotsu, you too!” you cheer, waving him over, “You need a lot of healing!”

The boy can only blink, dumbfounded, at your words before numbly following your call and letting you slam a headband on him as well.

“I brought,” Yuji bounds into the room, holding out a tray of foods, “meat! And vegetables, on Kugisaki’s request,” he pats her shoulder, “My little giraffe.”

“I swear to God, Itadori,” she huffs, only to have her hand taken by Maki.

“Help me figure out your inputs,” Maki nods to the girl’s television.

“Bottom,” Yuji snickers.

“I am not a bottom!”

“Omega,” Yuta suggests.

“That sounds better,” Nobara nods.

Megumi narrows his eyes at the girl, “Do you know what omega means?” at Nobara’s perplexed expression, he sighs and continues, “It’s a bottom but in wolf terms.”

Tossing his head back in laughter, Yuji picks up some popcorn and tosses it at Nobara, “Submissive! And! Breedable!”

“I’ll kill you, idiot!”

“Anyway,” you pull out a face mask from Nobara’s supply and begin reading the instructions, “‘gumi, I’m gonna slather you in this.”

“What is ‘this’?” he leans over to see the package.

Toge pulls out the same mask you did and, without bothering to read the instructions, opens it before shifting Yuta’s head as he pleased to apply it.

“Oh, Inumaki, have you used this before?” you grin at the older boy.

“Dried bonito.”

“Huh, well, good luck, Okkotsu,” you pat Megumi’s head, “Go wash your face, ‘gumi.”

Yuji and Panda work on setting out the food while Maki turns on the first movie of the night.

“What’re we watching?” you ask as the two girls sit down.

“A slasher,” Nobara picks up the movie case to read the description.

Megumi returns to the bed and sits beside you.

“Can you sit still during a horror movie?” you turn to face him and thumb at the screen over your shoulder, “If not, we can wait.”

“You already opened it, it’ll dry out,” he shrugs, “Besides, I’m not jumpy.”

“Alright,” you kiss his hair, “sounds good.”

Megumi feels his face flush instantaneously at the contact, but you pay it no mind. Likely because, knowing you, you didn’t even notice.

“Hey,” a familiar drawl comes from the door of Nobara’s room, Gojo standing in the empty spot, “got room for your favorite teacher?”

Megumi picks up the water bottle on Nobara’s bedside table and chucks it at your teacher’s head. He was finally getting somewhere with you, Gojo could not ruin it.

“Ah! ‘Gumi, don’t be rude,” you pout but continue applying the face mask to his skin.

“No, I’m on his side,” Maki takes a slipper and also throws it at Gojo’s head.

It’s nearing midnight and most of the people in the room have passed out. Yuji is downstairs making more food (that he totally promises to share) while Megumi lets you put lipstick on him.

“See? I told you it’d look great,” you grin while he looks in the mirror, “We should totally ask Kugisaki where she got this.”

Megumi puts down the mirror before pressing a kiss to your cheek and snickering when your cheeks begin heating up. He tilts his head, tapping the lip stain on your skin, “I’m glad you convinced me to come.”

“I know, right?” you giggle, “It would not have been super fun without you.”

“You’re a good friend.”

“You’re better.”

“Not possible,” you shake your head, “You’re the best.”

“You’re- “

“Oh my God,” Nobara hisses, “can you two shut up?!”

“Alright, omega,” you lean over to pat her head, “Sleep well.”

#airhead reader #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #megumi x y/n #megumi x reader #megumi x you #megumi fushiguro x reader #nobara x reader #nobara x y/n #maki x reader #yuji itadori x reader #yuji itadori x you #yuji itadori x y/n #itadori x reader #yuji x reader #anon chatter :)

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