LIKE TF YOU MAD ABOUT? THE FANFIC? THE WRITER? TF THEY DID NOTHING TO YOU LIKE KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH

paring — GOJO SATORU x READER

notes — part 2 of partying ig??

warnings — DNI , NSFW

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೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 𝗢 𝟯 ⠀ᰋ ㅤ ⋮ㅤㅤㅤRex splode's princess (pt2 of princess)

౨ৎ Imagine being his cute pink princess (though you're not really a princess but he calls you HIS princess) he loves you too much

౨ৎ Imagine being his shorter than him...he's just so tall he loves you! You're his shortie no matter what you just pout at him that just makes you even cuter

౨ৎ Imagine making him beg in bed when you're alone with him the only person who can make him beg - is you of course you just love teasing him so much

౨ৎ Imagine him panting and moaning by your ear while thrusting inside of you both of you guys moan but lord you just love when he pants and moans by your ear!

౨ৎ Imagine you tying him up while stroking his fat cock his face all red and begging to cum he's so cute but he doesn't deserve it since he flirts with other girls to make YOU jealous knowing that he's gonna get punished for doing that

౨ৎ Imagine being his sidekick his pink little princess sidekick just helping him with all his problems like trying to defeat a villain or a monster

౨ৎ Imagine teasing him in public by touching his crotch which makes him smack your hand away once you guys are home alone he RAILS YOU FOR TEASING HIM IN PUBLIC

Hi! Could you write about best friend boxer sukuna please? 🩷

Beneath the Surface

paring; sukuna x reader

cw; slight angst

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silvery glow over the abandoned building where you and Sukuna often found solace. The world outside was chaotic, filled with curses and battles, but here, in this hidden sanctuary, you felt a sense of peace.

Sukuna leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched you. His crimson eyes glinted with mischief, but there was something softer beneath the surface that only you could see. You had become his best friend, the one person who could break through the layers of his intimidating persona.

“Are you just going to stare at me all night?” you teased, a playful smile on your face.

“Maybe I like what I see,” he replied, his voice low and sultry. The air between you crackled with tension, a mix of friendship and something deeper that neither of you dared to acknowledge.

You stepped closer, your heart racing. “You know, you could be a little nicer sometimes.”

Sukuna chuckled, the sound deep and rumbling. “Nicer? Where’s the fun in that?” He pushed off the wall, closing the distance between you. His presence was overwhelming, a mix of danger and allure that made your breath hitch.

“Fun for you, maybe,” you shot back, trying to maintain your composure. But the way he looked at you, with those intense eyes, made it hard to think straight.

In a swift motion, he grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer until you were mere inches apart. “You think I’m just a monster, don’t you?” His voice was low, almost a whisper, and it sent shivers down your spine.

You swallowed hard, searching his gaze for any hint of the playful friend you knew. “No, I don’t think you’re just a monster. I see you, Sukuna. The real you.”

For a moment, the smirk faded from his lips, replaced by a vulnerability that took you by surprise. “You shouldn’t,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’m not someone you should get close to."

“Why not?” you challenged, your heart pounding. “You’re my best friend. I care about you.”

His expression hardened, the walls he had built around himself rising once more. “Caring about me is dangerous. I’m not someone who deserves it.”

You felt a pang of sadness at his words, the weight of his past pressing down on him. “You’re more than your curse, Sukuna. You’re strong, and you protect those you care about. That’s what matters.”

He hesitated, his grip on your wrist loosening slightly. “You really think that?”

“Of course I do,” you replied, your voice steady. “You’re not just a monster. You’re my monster.”

The tension shifted, and before you could process what was happening, Sukuna closed the gap between you, capturing your lips with his. The kiss was fierce, filled with a mix of desperation and longing. You melted into him, your hands finding their way to his hair, pulling him closer as you deepened the kiss.

He responded with a hunger that left you breathless, his hands roaming your back, pulling you against him. The world outside faded away, leaving just the two of you in this moment of raw emotion.

When you finally pulled away, both of you gasping for air, Sukuna rested his forehead against yours. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he murmured, a hint of a smile returning to his lips.

“Maybe,” you replied, a teasing lilt in your voice. “But I’d rather die with you than live without you."

His expression softened, and for the first time, you saw a flicker of hope in his eyes. “You really mean that?”

“Always,” you promised, your heart swelling with affection.

As the night wore on, you found comfort in each other’s presence, the weight of the world outside momentarily forgotten. In that abandoned building, beneath the moonlight, you and Sukuna forged a bond that transcended the chaos of your lives—a bond built on trust, understanding, and an undeniable connection that neither of you could ignore.

FAT HAIRY THIGHS

Paring; gojo satoru x reader ﹗

Warnings; gojo falling in love with reader since day one, marriage thoughts of his ♡ ̆̈, fluff, reader and gojo has a child at the end

He never thought he would fall in love with you since the day he met you, you were you. you love sweets just like he did

He kept thinking that one day he'll marry you one day everyday he thought about the perfect marriage/dates, he got the courage to ask you out and he finally did asked you out on a date it was perfect you were perfect

He did everything to make the date perfect, he took you to an ice cream shop, the park and even the animal pet store it was really perfect you loved animals really! You love cats more than dogs since dogs make more messes than cats and + their really adorable and soft ♡ ̆̈

You thought everything just like he did but you're not gonna know what he thinks he just says out loud

2 years later

You're perfectly happy but you're also married to the sweet ol'gojo never been happier in your life besides meeting him and marrying him the best life but also. . .

a child

If you were kenjaku's sister

the mediator

Summer mornings

A/N: Established relationship, fem!reader, Sukuna calls reader 'wife', not proofread

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It was a peaceful summer morning.

The birds were chirping, the sun shone bright, and the breeze was refreshing. It truly was, the perfect morning.

Your eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the light that was in the room. You sat up on the bed and stretched out your arms while letting out a yawn. "Goodmorning, Ryo!" You chirped while looking down at the towering figure of your husband laying on his side. His lower set of eyes opened first before he opened all of them, looking up at you.

The King of Curses clicked his tongue before his lower left hand went to grip your waist and pull you back down on the tatami mat

"It's too early for your chirping, wife."

The curse grumbled while his arms snaked around your form, keeping you close to his muscled frame. You looked up at your salmon haired husband, giving him a look to which he let out a huff and mumbled

"Good morning to you too, I s'pose."

A content smile creeped on your lips as you nodded in satisfaction, kissing his cheek before snuggling up closer to him.

Sukuna traced mindless patterns on your flesh, lost in the feeling of keeping you close and taking in your warmth and scent.

But not even a couple seconds later, and the door to your chambers burst open, followed by the giggling of a maniac. In the doorway stood your 6 year old twin boys, Hisota and Ryu.

Both of your children had 2 pairs of arms and eyes like their father, but they inherited your hair and eye color. Ryu, the youngest twin and the one who blasted the door off let out a joyful squeal as he ran to your side and jumped onto the tatami mat

"Mama! Mama! Goodmorning!"

Ryu got on his tippy toes to lean over and kiss your cheek. Meanwhile, Hisota, the more calmer twin, walked over to your bedside and kissed your cheek aswell

"Morning, mama."

Your husband let out a groan as he sat up on the bed, looking down at his spawns

"Oi, you little brats, it's too damn early for your nonsen-"

Sukuna's complaining was cut short as his youngest son threw a pillow into his face

"Move, dada! Is my turn now!"

Ryu, ever the little troublemaker, squeezed himself between you and Sukuna before hugging your side. Hisota climbed onto the bed as well, laying on top of you and hugging your stomach. You smiled down at your boys, kissing the tops of their heads as your heart swelled with your love for them

"Good morning Ryu, good morning Hisota."

Meanwhile, Sukuna removed the pillow from his face, gritting his teeth as he grabbed Ryu's ankle and dangled the boy upside down infront of him

"You little brat, I'll show you what happens with little boys who misbehave-"

Suddenly, Sukuna felt something digging into his skin. The King of Curses looked down at his own ankle. There, he saw his older son, Hisota, digging his teeth into it

The pink haired demon grabbed the boy's head and held him up in the air, a scoff leaving his lips

"You little brats, first you steal y'r mother from me, and now you betray y'r own father? Scandalous. I should've eaten you two the moment you left your mother's womb."

While Sukuna was scolding the twins, you got up from the bed and smacked his chest before taking Hisota and Ryu from his grasp

"You're being mean to them, 'Kuna."

Your husband frowned at that, crossing all four of his arms

"Me? Mean? I can show them how 'mean' their father can be."

You rolled your eyes at that, standing on your toes to kiss the corner of his mouth

"Don't be ridiculous. Now, time for breakfast."

The King of Curses let out a sigh before reluctantly picking Ryu up with his two left arms, leaving room to hold your free hand while looking down and kissing your forehead

"Hmph, fine then, wife."

However, Sukuna couldn't even properly kiss you before Ryu and Hisota both pointed their little fingers at their father and cried out

"EWWW!! DADA GAVE MAMA COOTIES!!"

"GOD DAMN IT YOU LITTLE BRATS-"

taglist: @ilovesukunamorethanmyself

return to Sukuna's domain?

T'ILL MORNING

Simon riley x FEM!reader | fluff, smut | 321? Words |

Warnings: smut, fluff, p in v

A/N: also sorry for deleting my writings all of my writings were so unorganized at all

16+ underage dni

The morning sunlight streamed in through the curtains, painting the room in a warm, golden glow. Y/N lay in bed, her body still tingling from the night's activities. She could feel the weight of Simon pressed against her back, his strong arms wrapped tightly around her, their entwined limbs tangled in the sheets. For a moment, she relished in the comfort of his embrace, the heat of his skin against hers, before a delicious memory flooded her senses.

The previous night, they had been unable to sleep, their bodies aching with desire. Simon had slowly stripped her naked, his hands trailing over her skin with a possessive tenderness. He had entered her with one forceful thrust, filling her completely, and from that moment on, it seemed like they couldn't get close enough. His thrusts were rough and demanding, each one making her moan and squirt with uninhibited pleasure. It had been the most intense and unforgettable experience of her life.

Now, as she lay in bed, savoring the warmth of Simon's body and the lingering afterglow of their passion, she couldn't help but wonder how they had gone so long without exploring this side of their relationship. It was as if they had both been waiting for this moment, for the chance to finally give in to the desire that had been simmering beneath the surface for so long. She knew that from now on, their connection would be irrevocably changed, forever marked by the memory of this perfect night of love and lust.

She shifted slightly in his embrace, nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck. His skin was warm and smooth, and she could feel his heart racing beneath her ear. The scent of his cologne filled her nostrils, mixing with the unmistakable muskiness of their lovemaking. She let out a contented sigh, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest. "Thank you, Simon," she whispered softly. "That was... incredible."

He shifted slightly, turning his head to press a kiss against the top of her hair. "You're welcome, love. I've wanted this for so long." He paused, his voice rough with emotion. "I never wanted anyone else but you."

Y/N felt a shiver of pleasure run down her spine at his words. She knew that they had both crossed a line last night, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of rightness, of completion. They belonged together, and last night had only served to strengthen that bond. She wrapped her arms tighter around him, reveling in the feel of his strength and the steady rhythm of his heart.

As she drifted back to sleep, she was aware of the weight of his hand on her hip, guiding her closer into his body. She knew that when they finally woke up, their lives would have changed irrevocably, but for now, they could just be together, wrapped in each other's arms, and savor the memory of this perfect night.

THE PRINCESS AND THE STREET RAT .ᐟ

No warnings .ᐟ

Multiple perspectives, including narrator's perspective, might be bad

Paring: Reigen arataka x reader

REQUESTED

**Reigen's Perspective:**

Beneath the scorching Arabian sun, I, Reigen, a nimble street rat, watched as a luxurious carriage rolled into the kingdom's bustling marketplace. Inside, a veiled princess peeked out with curious eyes. My heart quickened as I saw her: a vision from a different world.

**Reader's Perspective:**

As Princess Jasmine, I yearned to escape the suffocating walls of the palace. Disguised as one of my servants, I slipped into the city, eager for adventure. The sights and sounds overwhelmed me, and my gaze fell upon a mischievous young man with twinkling eyes and a confident swagger.

**Reigen's Perspective:**

Seeing the princess exit the carriage, I seized my chance. With a flamboyant bow, I introduced myself and proceeded to shower her with an endless stream of exaggerated tales. I boasted of my ability to climb the tallest towers with ease and charm snakes with my melodious voice.

**Reader's Perspective:**

Amusement sparkled in Reigen's eyes as he regaled me with his fanciful stories. Despite his audacious behavior, there was something irresistible about his charm. As he guided me through the labyrinthine streets, I realized that there was more to this street rat than met the eye.

**Reigen's Perspective:**

As the sun began to set, I knew that our time together was drawing to a close. With a heavy heart, I led Jasmine back to her carriage. Before she disappeared into the night, I leaned in close and whispered, 'Princess, you have captured my imagination. Perhaps we shall meet again.'

**Reader's Perspective:**

Reigen's words sent a shiver down my spine. As the carriage carried me back to the palace, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had stumbled upon an adventure that would forever alter the course of my life.

**Narrator's Voice:**

And so, the princess and the street rat embarked on a forbidden romance, their destinies intertwined beneath the starlit Arabian sky. Together, they would face challenges and triumph over adversity, proving that even the most unlikely pairings can find love in the most unexpected places.