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iangeeluv · 2 days

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𓆩”she’s busy”𓆪

incl: gojo, megumi, yuji, nanami, yuta, toge, sukuna, toji, choso, & geto

cont: fluff, crack, very suggestive MDNI

NO SPOILERS♡

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#iangeeluv #jjk #jjk smau #jjk text #jujutsu kaisen #anime and manga #jjk anime #jjk fluff #jjk gojo

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faintrustle · 1 day

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cyaaaali · 22 hours

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meanwhile Gege: 😘😝🤩🥰

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk anime #gojo satoru #nanami kento #geto suguru #jjk manga spoilers #megumi fushiguro #yuji itadori #choso kamo

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strugglingbigtimw · 1 day

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”Close my eyes, embrace my matter”

Summary: Nanami has a bad day at work, so you decide to help him. Word count: Almost 1K

Cw: sub! Nanami, choking, reader has him in a chokehold, handjob, cum eating, grinding, cursing, marking, dom! reader

A/N: I’ve been missing him, so i decided to treat him and myself.

Nanami Kento is a man burdened with responsibility.

Even now in his late 20s, as he tries desperately to catch a break, the borderline Sisyphean task of leaving work at work suffocates him. That’s where you come in. You often nag him when he returns to the house with blue-black eyebags and a clear chip on his shoulders.

“It’s nothing Darling. I just had a rough day at work.” Your ass.

So you take it upon yourself to care for him in small ways. Making him coffee in the morning. Fixing his tie, or wiping stray hairs or eyelashes out of his face. Ironing and steaming his button-downs to perfection.

Tonight is no different. You wait for Nanami to get out of the shower with some lavender massage oil on your shared nightstand. He’s always told you he thought lavender making you sleepy was an exaggerated pseudo-fact by large wellness corporations, but what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

You hear the drumming of his footsteps and you assume he’ll fall into his usual routine. He’ll put on his boxers, maybe a loose T-shirt if he gets cold. He’ll sit on the edge of the bed while you carefully dry his hair after some gentle convincing. You’ll try and give him a massage, but he’ll stop you once you reach his shoulders. Nanami has never been comfortable being pampered. Then he’ll lay on the bed with his bagged eyes closed until he eventually falls asleep.

However, he smashes those expectations quickly when he swiftly throws on some boxers and practically throws himself on the bed, still drenched.

Well. At least now you have your chance.

You swiftly straddle his chiseled back. The stray water droplets soak into your garment while you lay yourself on top of him. God, he’s beautiful. You can see the curve of his long lashes and the slight pink that remains on his skin from the heat of the shower.

“Kento.”

“Mhm?” He muffledly asks from his place on the pillow, not even opening his eyes.

“Want a massage, baby?”

He pauses. Usually, he would say no, but tonight is full of surprises.

He gives you an exasperated, “Yes, please.”

So begins the massage. Your skillful, oil-covered fingers lull him into a pleasant limbo. Then, a third expected thing happens, you grab his neck.

In moments like these, he would be able to keep his cool, but the exhaustion and the vulnerability flowing through him and the blood rushing towards his dick makes it difficult for him to hold back. You hear his groggy gasp and see the back of his ears shine a reddish hue.

“Kento…Baby?”

He has no response other than to just bury his head into the pillow in shame.

Still, you know better than to give up.

You lean down pressing your chest into his back, slipping one hand near his jaw and the other close to his happy trail.

“Kento…Did you like that? It’s ok if you did because I liked it too.” You whisper into his ear.

He doesn’t respond but the wiggling of his hips tells you everything.

“Kento, baby, lemme take care of you.” You whisper into his still-burning ear. This night wasn’t supposed to go this way, but fuck, if you both didn’t love it.

You slowly move your oil-covered hand from his jaw and place it near his neck.

“Just lift your head for me a bit baby, ok?”

He complies. You slither your arm under his neck until you can feel his adam’s apple bop into your forearm. You squeeze his throat between your arm and he lets out a groan.

“Good job baby. Tap my arm three times whenever you feel like it's too much ok?”

He grabs your wrist as confirmation. You kiss below his ear while whispering a “Good boy” as you slide your other hand finally down into his boxers.

You already feel him throbbing in your hands. The oil on your hand gets mixed with the surprising amount of precum he’s let out.

“You must really like this. Huh, baby?” You sigh into his nape. He thrusts into your hand.

You thumb his slit and slowly, but surely stroke him. The whole time you whisper to him in between the kisses you leave on his shaking shoulders:

“You’re doing such a great job baby. Thank you for letting me take care of you.”

“You’re so handsome like this. We should do this more often.”

“You’re so turned on right now. Don’t worry, I am too.”

“Fuck, I can’t get enough of you like this. Do you want me to choke you harder?”

The combination of the restricted airflow, your hands touching his sensitive dick, and feeling you grinding onto his lower back in an attempt to ease the friction between your legs leaves him gasping. However, what drives him over the edge when you suck a Hickie onto the junction of his neck and shoulders. The feeling and knowing that you wanted him so much in this moment you had to physically claim him? Fucking break him.

He curls his hands into the sheets, almost ripping them underneath his nails as he climaxes. The ropes of his seed shoot into your hand as he convulses under you. He pants and groans as you remove your arm from his neck. You notice you left a red mark around his neck. You suck on your cum covered fingers in an attempt to ease yourself. Tonight truly was something special.

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gojosbf · 4 hours

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#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo satoru #geto suguru #satosugu #stsg #gojo x geto #gojogeto #jjk manga #jjk anime

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toraocchii · 2 days

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He’s definitely using them.

#jjk anime #jujutsu no kaisen #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #jjk gojo #jujutsu gojo #gojo imagine #gojo x you #gojo satoru headcanons #gojo x y/n #jjk shitpost #jjk memes #jjk men

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owarinaki · 2 days

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Healing : Sukuna Vs Mahoraga IV

Jujutsu Kaisen S2 [BD Vol.6] EP17 part 7

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scarletevening · 3 days

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distance [ nanami kento ]

cw: BIG angst, mourning, s2 spoilers [i think we all know], a little off plot, death, wife! reader, nanami perspective. that scene had me balling and for what.

his eyes fluttered shut. cool wind rushing across his cheek, sand dancing across the skin of his bare feet as he wandered the white beaches of malaysia. he could hear you, feel you, but couldn't see. your warmth engulfed him, angelic laughter echoing in his head as he graced a perfect smile at the sound.

battered and beat, blood dripped down his nose, like the salty ocean water he dreamt of swimming in. it all felt perfectly numb as his shoulder twisted in resistance, eyes open again. he saw your face. he saw your tears. he closed his eyes.

malaysia was beautiful. it was where the sun was hot and the breeze was cold. it was where he held your waist as you took a walk. it was where he would have raised his children with you. it's where he would have hosted your actual wedding, since he couldn't find a beautiful enough venue for his divine wife to grace in japan.

it hurt. it burned. his flesh was piece-y and gone, leaving a searing agony that struck his half. air struggled to enter and exit. knees buckling as he forced himself forward.

he could hear the seagulls flapping and crying above, laying on cloud like cushion, your comforting body pressed to his side. it was perfect, the wind, the birds, the ocean, and you. he wanted to see you, not just feel you, not just smell the flowers in your hair, but to see the smile he looked forward to every evening at 5:30 p.m. after his commute home.

he swung and swung. hitting something and another only to be hit back.

he heard the soft sounds of paper flipping, your mellow voice whispering comments as your head lay on his shoulder. his fingers traced your hair, desperate to make it reality.

cold, colder than ice, than the glacier farthest away from malaysia, a hand pressed against his burning spine. he felt eight eyes on him, six of whom he loved, two of who he despised. the glittering of his golding wedding ring was the only thing his eyes caught after itadori.

the blue sky surrounds him, your warm face in front of his as his lips graze yours in a soft whisper,

"i love you."

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iangeeluv · 7 hours

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𓆩your period is late pt. 1𓆪

incl: geto, yuji, choso, toji, & nanami

cont: fluff, slightly suggestive, talk about female menstrual cycle

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pt. 2 with gojo, megumi, yuta, toge, and sukuna soon!

#iangeeluv #jjk #jjk smau #jjk text #jujutsu kaisen #anime and manga #jjk anime #jjk fluff #jjk gojo

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redtsundere-writes · 10 hours

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3rd Chapter “Blood Bath” is available now!

King!Sukuna Ryomen x Servant!Reader

Summary: You used to be just another servant among the army of humans operating under the command of the terrible king, Sukuna Ryomen. You are an ordinary human who only knows how to wash, clean and cook. Until one day, he notices something in you that you hadn't seen before.

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Sukuna left the castle a week ago. He set out for distant lands to conquer villages, eat its people and spread the terror on his behalf. This time, he had embarked on a journey to a nation full of curses in the southern part of the world to kill King Jogo. Since all his negotiations failed, Sukuna would take his lands into his own hands. If victorious, he would be king of two kingdoms. A great masterstroke for a single curse.

The absence of his frightening presence was noticeable in the magnificent palace. Peace reigned in the spotless marble hallways, the quiet kitchen and the solitary great hall. Despite not having the pressure of everything being perfect, the servants made sure the castle would shine in all its glory for the king's return. The servants walked around at their leisure, pretending they owned the place. They ate at whatever time they wanted, lay down to rest on the lawn of the parade ground, and talked loudly about the rumors that have been surfacing about your relationship with the terrible tyrant.

Recently, it had come to your attention that you were Sukuna's favorite servant, but no one knew exactly why. The consensus had concluded that it was because you were his mistress. Sukuna used to lock himself in his room with you for hours at a time and always came out with a broad smile. The truth is that you didn't sleep with him, you just gave him massages, fixed his outfits and sometimes talked for hours about the weather or his trips around the world. You tried several times to clear up the rumors, but no one believed you. Some believed you, a girl who had never shown any such double-mindedness, but there were many servants who were jealous that the king only treated you well. So, they trash talk behind your back.

It was a rainy summer afternoon. You and a small group of servants were cleaning the great hall, the largest room in the castle. Surrounded by white concrete columns that rose to the ceiling, you sternly swept the red carpet that indicated the center. Diamond chandeliers softly lit the place, statues of the king stood tall and the beautiful hand-painted mural raised on the ceiling harmonized the entire room. The drops fell softly against the giant window in which the green outside could be admired.

“When do you think our king will return?” One servant asked the other as they cleaned the decorative torches that rested on steel bases around the perimeter.

“He won't be long, he has to come back to his mistress,” the other one joked. They both let out small, annoying chuckles.

Those kinds of comments had become more recurrent as the days went by due to their new freedom. You knew they did it on purpose. They would raise their voices every time you entered the room or when you were about to go to sleep. None of the other servants seemed to want to intrude to keep what little peace they had. You slammed the broom down on the carpet hard to take out your frustration.

“How disgusting to be that monster's mistress, don't you think?” the other one asked. You could feel her piercing gaze on the back of your head, waiting for you to react to her uncalled-for comment.

“I know! I don't know how she can sleep with someone as creepy as our king,” she replied with disgust in her voice.

Those two had crossed the line. If you didn’t do something now, they would keep impudently poking fun at the king. You firmly grabbed the broomstick to confront them about their lousy topic of conversation. You approached them at a steady pace, dragging the broomstick in case you needed it as a weapon to defend yours and your king’s honor.

“That's enough!” you scolded. “I don't sleep with our king! Besides, he may be a monster, but thanks to him, we can eat fresh food, sleep in comfortable beds and live in a magnificent palace! If I were you, I'd stop barking, bitches!” You exploded after such a long time of having to put up with their out-of-place comments.

“Shut up! You're only defending him because you're his favorite whore!” One of them exclaimed, throwing the feather duster in your face.

“Yeah, shut the fuck up, who-!”

A fine cut echoed throughout the great hall. A large splash of blood fell on your face, blinding you for a couple of seconds. The slight gasp of surprise from the other servants left you speechless. You dropped the broom to scrub your eyes. What had happened? You backed up in desperation until you ran into a wall that wasn't there before. After a snap, it all made sense. You looked up to see Sukuna's sharp jaw. Dried blood tainted his skin, his breath was cut short from exhaustion. He was back home after conquering another empire successfully.

“Does anyone have anything else to say?” Sukuna asked the other servants, who were kneeling before him, giving him a warm welcome.

You knew you should kneel, but seeing the lifeless bodies of what used to be your gossiping companions froze your body. Their heads had been cut in half and the rest of their bodies were shattered in perfect small cubes. What used to be two women were now small pools of blood, bones and flesh. You could barely breathe before the stunning scene. Sukuna had erased their existence with just a couple of his fingers. It was a scene you never thought your eyes would see in the flesh. That would be your fate if you did not obey your master's orders.

“This is a reminder that I can get rid of you just as quickly,” he threatened. His thick voice echoed off the walls. “If I hear that you even dare to speak blasphemies about me or one of your companions, I will not hesitate to kill you. Do you understand?” The servants, still kneeling, said, “Yes, my king,” in unison.

Coming out of your state of shock, you turned around to kneel at his feet. Sukuna looked at your small figure compared to him. He had heard how you had defended his honor in the face of annoying accusations. He knew you were a good servant, but now you had proven to him that you were something else.

“Welcome home, my king,” you greeted in a trembling voice. Your agitating body was still processing the murder your eyes had witnessed.

“Draw me a bath,” he ordered, brushing past your greeting.

“Yes, my king.” As soon as you felt his heavy footsteps walking away, you sighed from the depths of your soul.

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