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bxyp · 3 months

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GENERAL RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS / Jujutsu Kaisen | 呪術廻戦

SYNOPSIS. General descriptions of the characters if they were in a relationship.

「 SFW + NSFW 」 separated for two parts.

SFW > safe for work; does not contain any sexual content and/or violence.

NSFW > not safe for work; contain sexual content and/or violence.

WARNING/S. GENDER NEUTRAL READER. violence, death (mention), sex, blowjob, oral sex, oral giving (reader), exhibitionism (technically), mutual masturbation, male organs mentioned (cock, dick and etc.).

CHARACTER/S. > Itadori Yuji, Maki Zen'in, Ryomen Sukuna, Toji Fushiguro, Uraume.

W.C. > 1.4k

𝙁𝙀𝙈 𝘿𝙉𝙄 & 𝙈𝘿𝙉𝙄 | 𝘽𝙀 𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙀𝙁𝙐𝙇 18+ 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 𝘾𝙐𝙏

Itadori Yuji | 虎杖悠仁

「 SFW 」 PRE SHIBUYA ARC | Yuji would undoubtedly rank among the epitomes of an ideal boyfriend. Cute, cheerful and optimistic—a perfect boyfriend. With his extroverted nature, you will have to deal with his bursts of energy as well as times when he will be particularly affectionate. Picture him as the embodiment of a loyal golden retriever—a true 'puppy boyfriend' in every sense. While Yuji's extroverted tendencies may manifest in bursts of lively enthusiasm, he also possesses moments of profound tenderness, enveloping his partner in warmth and affection. He gracefully inspires his partner to emerge from their cocoon, gently coaxing them towards a world of shared joy and adventures.

POST SHIBUYA ARC | Yuji carries the weight of profound loss, having witnessed the death of numerous friends. Scarred by these harrowing experiences, his instinctive reaction is to protect those he cares about. Consequently, he may inadvertently resort to pushing away those closest to him—a misguided attempt rooted in love and a genuine desire to protect. So you would need some time to reasure him that you aren't leaving any time soon…

Maki Zen'in | 禪院真希

「 SFW 」 PRE SHIBUYA ARC | Maki personifies resilience, bearing the burden of her own burdens and shouldering everything with unwavering strength. Yet beneath her reserved façade lies a heart that beats with deep care, though she may be hesitant to admit it openly. For your sake, Maki tries to break down the barriers she has carefully erected, which is a testament to the depth of her affection. Gently showing vulnerability. Every crack in her steely resolve serves as a testament to the strength of her affection, a silent plea for understanding and from you acceptance.

DURING CULLING GAME ARC | Maki finds herself haunted by the tragic loss of her twin sister, a wound that cuts deep into her heart and soul. Determined to shield herself from further heartache, Maki naturally avoids getting too close to people emotionally. She puts up strong walls around herself, using them like a shield to stop herself from the sorrowful of potential loss. She is trying to push you away, fearing that the death may once again claim the person she holds most dear.

Ryomen Sukuna | 両面宿儺

「 SFW 」 PRE CULLING GAME ARC | Beware of the King of Curses, because kindness is generally rare in his heart. Sukuna, with his menacing appearance and chilling aura, is not one to easily succumb to the tender embrace of romance. In his world, love is a foreign concept, a concept he has never shared or felt the need to develop. If Sukuna feels attracted to you in a way that is beyond his understanding, don't expect his true emotions to be revealed quickly. Love, with all its complexities and vulnerabilities, is uncharted territory for him. He is a mystery, shrouded in frost, his heart covered in layers of impenetrable ice. Patience becomes your greatest ally in unraveling the enigma that is Sukuna. With each step forward, you tread cautiously, mindful of the thorns that line the path to his heart.

DURING CULLING GAME ARC | Even if Sukuna is wary of his newfound emotions, don't expect him to give you special treatment just because you've captured his interest. Sukuna is not sentimental and does not provide frivolous favors. He demands proof of your worth, demanding that you demonstrate your character and earn his respect through your actions. His admiration is a hard-won treasure bestowed upon those who prove themselves capable of navigating the treacherous.

「 NSFW 」 THE HEIAN ERA | Sukuna is definitely not an easy lover. He will squeeze the maximum out of you. Using your body, sometimes even without your consent, because in his understanding, at the moment when you gave him your heart, you also gave him your whole body, letting him do any indecency. He is not a pervert and prefer to do things the old and simple way. Although sometimes he asks Uraume to stretch you, since Sukuna’s cocks are also bigger than usual, so careful preparation is required so that you are not simply torn in a halves. There is hardly any tenderness in this process. Most often, this is just an impulse in which he can fulfill exclusively his desires, literally grinding into you until he himself is satisfied. So expect long nights since he got stamina and a lot of stress to take out (on you).

(yes, I'm a believer that Sukuna got two dicks, don't blame me for that.)

Toji Fushiguro | 伏黒甚爾

「 SFW 」 DURING HIDDEN INVENTORY ARC | Toji is plagued by deep-seated commitment issues, a restless wanderer who flits from one fleeting romance to another with reckless abandon. His primary focus lies in material gain, money, with little regard for the emotional entanglements that accompany lasting relationships. For him, love is but a passing fancy. However, amidst his nomadic lifestyle, there exists a rare exception—a woman (Megumi's mother) who once managed to capture his fleeting attention. Though elusive, the memory of her lingers in the recesses of his mind, a testament to the possibility of a deeper connection.

DURING HIDDEN INVENTORY ARC | It's going to take a lot of time and thinking for him to figure out his feelings and realize that he wants things that aren't just about money or quick fun. He needs to face his fears and doubts, and think about the idea that maybe, just maybe, life is about more than just work as a mercenary or have fun for a short time.

「 NSFW 」 DURING HIDDEN INVENTORY ARC | Toji is a selfish lover, always putting his own desires first when it comes to being close with someone. He's used to getting what he wants whenever he wants it, and he doesn't feel bad about going after what feels good. His needs come first because he's spent his life focused on pleasing himself and getting things right away. Underneath that self-centered exterior, there's a lot going on. Even though he's all about his own pleasure, he's got a way of being gentle yet strong when he's with someone intimately. His touch leaves a lasting impression on the person he's with. He can gently stroke your hair while your lips are at the base of his dick. If you have difficulty breathing, maybe stop and not fist your hair in his hand, using your throat for his pleasure, while you drolling all over his cock…

Uraume | 裏梅

「 SFW 」 PRE CULLING GAME ARC | Uraume is an embodiment of unwavering loyalty, their existence intricately intertwined with the service and devotion to their master, a bond forged over countless centuries. For them, love was a foreign concept, relegated to the annals of distant memory as they dutifully fulfilled their role. When feelings of attraction begin to stir within Uraume, they find themselves grappling with emotions long dormant, their heart encased in the frost of ages past. The idea of love is a foreign and unfamiliar terrain.

DURING CULLING GAME ARC | As Uraume's feelings blossom into an undeniable force, they find themselves faced with a daunting decision—to confront their master and seek permission to pursue the depths of their newfound love. This is no small feat, for their allegiance to their master is unwavering, and the prospect of disobeying even a perceived slight is unthinkable. In their plea, Uraume makes it clear that they hold their master's wishes above all else, and they would never dare to act in defiance of their authority. Yet, they cannot deny the overwhelming pull of their emotions, and they humbly request the opportunity to pursue love while remaining ever faithful to their master's will.

「 NSFW 」 DURING CULLING GAME ARC | Urauma's devotion does not end with their master's permission to love. They would definitely ask permission to have a more personal relationship with you. Also, if the King of Curses told Urauma to give your body to him for pleasure, Urauma would take it as an incredible compliment since even their master liked your body. But besides this, Uraume isn't so cold in terms of sex life; they pay more attention to your pleasure than to their own. Usually your sexual contact involves mutual masturbation, for Uraume this is quite personal. Since for them, their body is like a temple and letting another person in is quite difficult for them.. Their movements are careful but quite demanding, not devoid of feelings.

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domain-expand-me · 5 months

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I cant stop thinking about it, so

Imagine

Yuji Itadori becoming a gooner because of you

(aged up characters)

Imagine Yuji who's never focused much on touching himself. It's never really been something he thought about or felt a craving for. Sure, he's done it every now and then, everyone needs an outlet. It's only after he meets you, that something inside him seems to snap.

Imagine sparring together in compression clothes, tight black shorts that show off your thighs and ass, (and your bulge, if you got one), and a short sleeve compression shirt that does nothing but emphasize the shape of your pecs or breasts.

Imagine pinning him down with your thighs, sitting on his chest, thighs locked around his head. Yuji gets hit with an almost dizzying desire. This close he can smell you and feel you, and with a fleeting glance, because he doesn't dare to look for too long, he can see the shape of your crotch.

Yuji gets dizzy from how fast his blood rushes to his dick, shocking him because he's never gotten hard so fast in his life. He feels spit gathering in his mouth, and he swears he can feel his length dripping in his shorts.

After that he quickly calls off the spar, telling you that you won and rushing off faster than you've ever seen him run before. You swear he's waddling a little, but you can't be sure.

Imagine Yuji getting back to his room, and slamming the door shut down behind him as he wrestles his shorts off. He's almost drooling as he hurries the fabric off his legs, not wanting to lose the image of your body in that damned clothes.

His boxers are soaked through, clammy against his fingers as he wrestles them down his legs. But he only gets them halfway down his thighs, enough to release his aching hard-on, enough to get his hands around himself and start stroking.

Imagine how he holds the bottom of his shirt up with his mouth, eyes fluttering and rolling back as he strokes his shaft, slick noises filling the room as he grunts and gasps, knees buckling as pleasure zings through his length and balls, leaving him feeling inebriated.

His knees completely give out when he comes, spurting thick white seed into his palms and staining the wall and floor. He twitched and gasps, but he doesn't release himself, instead he starts stroking again, eyes clenched shut as he barrels into mind numbing overstimulation.

Imagine how, after that, Yuji finds himself touching himself, sometimes multiple times a day, one after the other, all because he can't get you off his mind.

Yuji finds himself muffling his desperate warbled moans into his pillow, as he soaks it with drool and tears of pleasure, hands gripping his deep red shaft as he makes himself come another time.

He can't even get himself to look at you some days, because he knows just glancing at you gets him chubbed. But he can't help it, and he always ends up somewhere private, desperately touching himself and drowning in the feeling of euphoria it brings him.

The only thing that could make it feel better is if you were there, but for all he knows, you have no idea about his habit. Or do you?

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pervcoded · 21 days

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DOG-EARED AND DOUBTFUL starring yuuji itadori. part iii.

──☆*:・ﾟcontent warning: amab!reader (referred to as a boy), canon divergent, college au (18+ characters) inside of the hybridverse. artist!reader, sukuna is related to yuuji. awkward meet-cute, but yuuji is implied to be (and is) slightly unhinged. reader is human and yuuji is a doberman hybrid. fluffy, safe for work-ish. nude modelling. bashful , sorta pushover reader. reader has a stutter. invasion of privacy (yuuji goes through your sketchpad and gets comfortable fast). british use of trousers (pants) and pants (underwear). scent stuff going on, yuuji has a good nose. yuuji is sorta feral and reader's not in a position to (nor does he quite want to) argue. mdni! reblogs and comments appreciated!

wc: 4.2 words.

It’s beautiful, truly. Yuuji is admittedly philistine in his artistic taste, never had a muse for it; but he finds himself wholly appreciative of the opportunity to become yours- even if it’s only for the evening. He can’t control the way his tail wags, heart pattering quicker in his chest as the excitement overrides his previously projected aloofness, his hands moving faster than his mind in that moment. One more page wouldn’t hurt.

You’re just like any other boy in class, really. Maybe the round ears and lack of fur are a bit of a weird look, but Yuuji wasn’t popular when he first transferred to the university either - and some change is always good, he thinks.

“And your tongue—is it really that small?” Someone had asked on your first day in, your classmates ogling your skin, analyzing its novel texture. You’re good at acting nonchalant when you’re placed on the spot. Tone even, eyes level, posture loose and relaxed as you fold your arm over the back of your chair. You’re smarter than they’d ever give you credit for—laughed along with their jibes so they wouldn’t see how gently you swayed. Trembled. The claws of some touchy Wolverine mutt glancing at your collarbones, and you laughed it off, never once minding the sweat cascading down the apex of your temple.

But your scent is disloyal to you. He never thought to mention it. The sour notes of tangerine, key lime, crescendo in the spot where you stand, a heady cocktail of anxiety and embarrassment and horror.

You’re quite popular for a human, however. Maybe that was your conventional appeal. Or rather stood next to them you stick out like a sore thumb, and that makes you far more interesting—purely by virtue of your association. But Yuuji likes to think you have your own redeeming qualities too. You’re an artsy type. Try and spend a lot of time by yourself if you can manage, but your peers seem intent on laywaying your silence; coveting your time like shiny trinkets in a magpie’s nest.

Still, you’re nice to him.

You remember his name. Say “Itadori, hi,” and give him a solemn nod before going on your way. You give him your leftovers you don’t want if your class schedules happen to line up that day. You share your notes from Anthropology, and sketch him in the margins of your notebook on the days you can’t focus.

The patience of hybrids doesn’t often extend to their own kind, and Yuuji’s felt terribly lonely since his grandfather passed - what with his uncle not being much in the way of making conversation. But you’re easy to talk to.

“Ah, Itadori, can you come here?” His tail wags a little at the acknowledgement, but if you notice you failed to comment. “Uh, yeah? What’d you want? I’m a little busy right now, so,” He smiles half-heartedly, suddenly a little uncomfortable to be seen with you like this. You move your stuff away from where you want him to sit at the table, and his eyes are acutely drawn to each movement of your hands. Gathering up runaway pencils, stacking textbooks. “You can call me Yuuji, by the way. I don’t mind.”

Your face lights up at that, and you tell him your name in kind. He tries it. Once for his pleasure. Again to make sure he got it right. He looks back down at the now emptied table, though he doesn’t go to take a seat.

Your lunch is sparse. Two pieces of bread with peanut butter and something else sandwiched in the middle. A browning apple eaten to the core. He thinks about mimicking the impressions of your teeth.

“Ah, well, I know we don’t talk and um - I’m still kinda new here and - please, you can sit,” Your hand fans out to gesture at the chair in front of you, and Yuuji settles into it uneasily. He can smell you’re afraid of something.

“Yuuji…” You tap your pencil on something he can’t see, draped over your thigh. “I.. wanted to draw you.” Yuuji tilts his head, finger absently reaching towards his chin. “Me?” “Yeah. It’s for an art assignment. We’re practicing portraits.” Your smile is disarmingly charming. “If it was okay with you, I wanted to see if… we could find some time to—y’know. Have you model for me.” Yuuji doesn’t let himself get excited so quickly, the hair on his forearm bristling a bit as he digs his nails into his thigh. Keep it from bouncing. “Okay. Yeah. Sure - that’s fine. I’d love to.” Yuuji sounds like he’s speaking through grit teeth, but his expression doesn’t expose anything other than slight apprehension. You sigh, a weight seemingly lifted off your shoulders. “Oh! Okay!” You try not to sound too happy about it, but a smile keeps weaseling onto your face. “Okay so, we’d have to book one of the art rooms, but that shouldn’t be too hard—nobody really lingers around after class. Lucky us, right?” You’re fishing your phone out of your pocket, and Yuuji nearly forgets to grab it with his unbloodied hand.

“Here. Add your number, take a photo if you’d like.” You’re teasing, but Yuuji never was good with sarcasm. He smiles big and wide for it, pointed teeth all in the front row.

He saves his name as ‘Yuuji 😎’, and hands your tech back to you. You send a quick ‘hey’ to make sure you got the right number. When his pocket rumbles he’s off no later, barely waving goodbye as he leaves you to your own devices.

You text out the details later. Tomorrow, at 7:00.

He gets there at 6:56 on the dot. Campus has been largely deserted this time of day, and the few stragglers left, student and faculty, each flock to their club space or the odd, afterhour meeting. You’re all set up by the time he’s there. You’re well-prepared, graphites and eraser shavings finding a home on the floor around you. Sticks of pastels lie short and chipped on the easels mantle, your fingertips already blackened by charcoal. This wing is new to him, but the hallways look just like this rooms walls. Student made murals scaling taller than him, ferals unfurling across the unorthodox canvas; a magnificent sky. Ceramic busts settle atop storage cabinets; baked and glazed vases filled with paper flowers, tucked into empty corners. Paintings hung to dry. Thick ink stains as he sidesteps a rolling chalkboard, gently pushing it to the side.

You glanced up when the door opened, but it was more reflexive than comprehending. You saw him, then looked back at the canvas, focused. Only when he nearly stumbles do you look back up again, and you’re smiling really wide. You wave excitedly. “Hey Yuuji!” His ear twitches near imperceptably, tail high and wagging. “Hey.” He’s decent at acting, if you think he’s faking casual you don’t mention it, just gesture to the seat beside you. The chair you saved for him has tall legs and a strong, straight back; perfect for a model.

“Well, you can take this chair when you’re ready,” he’s taking a peak at the easel sat in front of you, identical setups matching yours haphazardly set up around a squat stage in the center of the room.

Your sketchpage: marked with vague gestures and dancing, people-like shapes. You’ve been practicing. You absently tug at your collar at the lack of distance between you two (forgot you were using charcoal, so you quickly stop) and a strange aura radiates from you, the smell of frayed nerves stinging his nose. His tail lulls in its movement, a tad disappointed you weren’t as comfortable with him as he thought you were.

“For a portrait, you being closer is ideal, so we don’t h..have to use the stage. I’ll just do my thing over here and… Oh! I brought some water and um, snacks.” You tilt your head in a familiar, curious motion, ”You like shrimp chips?”

He shrugs at you and smiles. “They’re okay.” He’s flattered you considered him, mostly. He really did like that about you humans, such soft and compassionate creatures; moreso than any of the hybrids he knew. Where they-mournfully, himself included-took a unique pleasure in watching another squirm, your kind wasn’t like that at all, were they? Perhaps an underdeveloped survival mechanism. A tail to tuck in the presence of a predator’s bared fangs. Regardless, your grin crinkles the corners of your eyes and makes his heart soar, your anxiety easing out as you stand from your seat, revealing your true smell. Heat and sweet and pastry-light; a creme bruele after the top has been carefully cracked open. Tickles his cheeks pink.

“So, how long you been doing this art stuff for anyway?” You seem startled by the ask and pause before you answer, probably not used to being asked about your interests by the other hybrids. “Years now. E..ever since I was a kid I always liked art, drawing-” You curse as something rolls out of your bag and say sorry to nothing and no one. “Drawing, traditional, digitally. I was thinking about going into graphic design! - I’m still technically undecided, but I love art… It just calls to me, you know?” Oh, he has no fucking clue what you’re talking about. But he hums in the affirmative and reckons now’s a good a time as any to check. Take a peek through your lens and see the shape of your artisan mind. An artist’s sketchpad to him seemed the appropriate equivalent to their soul; so he takes the opportunity to flip through the pages on your drawing pad.

He’s admittedly expecting something grander. Maybe the inside of an old world colosseum or perhaps something abstract and profound, the kind of things disheartened schoolchildren write essays about; A Great Wave or Thinking Man, befitting of the brand of mystery he’d superimposed on you. Nothing suitably miraculous happens. The task merely becomes more intimate by virtue of your artistic repertoire. Surely, not the fault of his plain nosiness.

All flesh upon the paper is laid entirely bare. Inscriptions of bodies wrap around the canvas from the top to the very bottom like the prayers in a holy book. Any free tarp is not spared, a bared torso and breast here, the sole of a foot en point over there. Largely unfinished yet tangible, beginnings and inbetweens and many more ends; scores of tails, teeth, tongue and claws. “Oh, wow.” You’re still digging through your bag so you don’t mind him, preoccupied second guessing kneaded erasers and rags to wipe your creativity off on.

To describe your work as a product of mere fascination would be a woefully inaccurate assessment. Not a proper acknowledgement of your time, effort, sweat, (more than a few smudges in the graphite, a whiff of salt that sticks out above the rest) and conviction.

There’s quick notes scribbled between poses and observations, some names - none of which he immediately recognizes, but makes his head fog with some vague posessiveness regardless. Jealousy maybe. He doesn’t linger on it, instead flipping to the next page. Bodies more and more bodies, some without heads; long torsos; hips; thighs and legs and asses,

Lips, mouth wide open, teeth and tongue presenting. There’s a notable lack of vulgarity to the images. A seemingly clinical observation of how the parts move, some independent of the others; but when it all comes together…

One more page wouldn’t hurt. (It’s just admiration he’d say, when the real reason he’s so riled up is because he’d been hoping for this moment; all his anxieties of pursuing you assuaged by your apparent obsession for him- er- hybrids like him—can’t get ahead of himself just yet—) His fingers move with deft purpose.

You come back with a whole bag of stuff; chips, ramune, what smells like pocky, but he’s not looking towards you as you return. Surely, you think, a blank page can’t be that interesting, and you’re right; that’s not what he’s staring at.

He’s found your page.

Your life drawing class encourages you to practice still lifes in your free time. There aren’t many hybrids tripping over themselves to be ogled by a human - some models even abject to posing in the room while you’re there - so when the opportunity presented itself to observe something more than a picture, someone else, removed from your wheedling peers, obviously you lept for it.

You’d grown tired of drawing yourself.

“Ah, Yuuji-” Your inhale quick and sudden, the sharp clatter of a glass bottle twitching him out of his stupor. You stiffen up when he looks back at you despite his brevity (because he is just fascinated with your canvas all the sudden), your hands flapping anxiously as you step close, you’d collapse in on yourself if you had the option. “Um wait, please! That’s private!”

You are deeply gifted. He doesn’t have to stare it like he did the other ones cause he recognizes it as you so immediately. (Letting his eyes wander all those times seems to have payed off). Recognizes the arch and swell of your muscles, the slope of your back and the softness of the dimples in your hips, the gentle curve of your -

A hand darts over the artistic nudity before he can fully commit it to memory, and you shout: “Yuuji! I got the snacks, okay? Just- we can get started now,” He can’t read the expression on your face as you reset your canvas and flip to a blank page. He desperately tries to meet your eye; but your gaze is leagues away. An inkling of some base, carnal attraction blooms in his chest; your unwitting submission appealing to some feral hindbrain before he recalls your humanity, disappointingly gentle emotions and sensibilities.

He feels sad for you after though it only lasts a moment, his tail drooping pathetically and eyes sagging similarly as the compunction grapples him; and in a frenzied moment of attempting to sooth your shame (smells dull and salty like wood grain) he gets a good idea. According to his standard, anyway. He smiles at you and pants a little. His finger is digging into his collar at an angle, tugging up; in demonstration.

“If you want me to get naked, I really wouldn’t mind!” His whip tail thud-thuds into your easel. “Excuse me?” You initially abject, dumbfounded. Your face feels warm and your skin tingles, the blood in your cheeks stinging it darker, body tensing up. “W-why would you..? I..I wouldn’t, you really shouldn’t. I-it’s a, well - Portraits are mostly sup..supposed to be your face, so, getting naked? Really not necessary,”

He’s already taking his sweater off. “Yuuji, please.” His tail wags a little when you whimper and he has a mind to admonish himself for taking pleasure in such a thing.

“It’s fine, really!” Sounds so easy for him to say, when you’re on the verge of an aneurysm. “I was reading a little about it-” (and hardly did he ever read), “-and apparently, portraits can be half, or full bodies. Well, you’d probably know that better than me anyway.” His voice is dampened by the fabric, but you’re too dazed to notice he said anything. Everything is happening too fast.

He kicks off his shoes and drops trou in your choked silence, your hands tremble as dread wars in your mind and you remain uncertain of where to put them. Nevermind your eyes. The thought of trying to stop him warrs with the concept that having to touch him, see him, will surely kill you. “You seem to draw a lot of hybrids- so I assume you’re already used to seeing us naked? Though I didn’t see a lot of dogs in there…”

The room kicks up a few degrees and your blood simmers beneath your skin, your boundaries bent and bowed as you struggle to figure what happens next. Your shirt feels too, too tight. His is starting to come off. The slow drag of cotton across his body is amplified by the emptiness of the space, at a pace entirely too casual for an impromptu strip tease. “But there’s nothing wrong with trying something new every once in a while, y’know?” He stumbles a little when it’s past his shoulders, self consciously fixing his hair after he’s gotten it slung over his arm.

As if he has anything to be nervous about. He looks at you triumphantly when he’s finished (pants regretfully still on), and he wishes you couldn’t meet his eyes this time; get a good eyeful of how excited he is for you. In what must be respectful to you, you catch his gaze this time, with these big round prey eyes that makes the fur on the back of his arms bristle in the studio’s cool air. A vein in his throat jumps and his pupils dilate, but (too) soon you turn away.

You’ve seated yourself back on your chair and fixed up the workspace, though he has a hard time gauging this new expression on your face. Maybe apprehensive, again? Bashful? You chew your lip with this insistence, bruising the delicate skin there. Your hands move with opposed intention; flattening out the canvas and arming yourself with graphite. “O-kay. Y..you can.. Make yourself comfortable I guess..” He can still smell you, too.

This scent is new. Near cloying and knitting to the inside of his nose as it pours off of you, slight, topping off that twinge of orange peel and grapefruit.

“Okay!” He brusquely shoves past your apprehensions; looking mighty pleased with himself-the dog-the muse’s chair dragging agonizingly against the floor as he goes to set it in place. You do nothing at first. He is seated within seconds and after your hand suddenly is no longer your own, flexed potential in every muscle put to pause in the air, your brows furrowing in newfound frustration.

You don’t look at him, still. Yuuji’s triumph of domination having past, he finds the selfish desire to be observed and admired comes gnawing back to him. He doesn’t want to push you (so he says while shoving you) but he really is going all out. He’d like some of that signature human hospitality back, pretty please? He leans closer.

You get infinitely stiffer and he whimpers. An honest to god beaten doggy whine, and your shock is what finally gets you to look up. He’s far more relaxed than you at present, pouting expression at odds with his slouched posture and occasional pant. His floppy ears tilt open and he momentarily mirrors your wide-eyed wonder. “Finally,” he chirps. ”I was starting to think we weren’t actually friends!” You scoff, still staring saucer-eyed. Your eyebrows go up and down and up, your forehead wrinkles. “You ge-get naked for all your f..friends?” The incredulous twang to your voice wants to read to him like jealousy, but projection is a fickle thing.

Yuuji genuinely thinks about your question, further astounding you. “Well. I guess only for the ones I really like.” The statement is made sincerely, the smile accompanying it darling, and could have perhaps romanticized the situation had you not been a sane-minded human man. The warmth in your face has turned to fire hot heat and you sputter on your words. “I’m fl..flattered. But humans? Don’t do t..this,” you attempt to gesture to the entire situation, “With their friends! This is, frankly, too, too-” You stutter into nothing, the thought dying on your tongue. “Too what? I mean, you don’t smell like you hate it,” he sniffs. “My nose is pretty good! If you-” you dislike the way he stresses the syllable, like you’re special some how, “-were scared, I’d smell that miles away. You have a very strong scent you know? It’s not a bad thing though, don’t worry! At least, it isn’t for me anyway. It makes you feel more.. Genuine.” He hums matter-of-factly, your pencil beginning to tremble above the page. “But aren..aren’t you cold? Or-or something? It’s always freezing-freezing in here!” Yuuji shrugs, ”Aw, it’s no worries really. I sorta run hot, so,”

You knew a lot of things about hybrids. About their keen noses, most gifted with perceptive capabilities beyond that of your kind. Still it feels no better to hear that for despite your subtlety, you never had a chance to evade their prying eyes. You sigh with a shake of your shoulders, and Yuuji takes your silence as an excuse to move closer. “Hey, don’t worry. What’d I say about new things?” You don’t feel terribly reassured, but you nod along for your own sake. “You got an assignment due, don’t you? Just focus on that. Forget Yuuji, focus on capturing..” “The form.” You finish. Yuuji would have said ‘these guns’, but shrugs. “Yeah, that.”

You look at him again, but only now do you truly perceive him, resigned yourself to capturing his image and replacing the blankness on your canvas. Your gaze is sharp and surgical, your pencil connecting with the paper as you change focus between him and it. Him, his infuriatingly cheeky grin and easy-going eyes and loose limbs. This body worthy of envy. Laid bare for you to wrangle and tame, reduce to your second dimension.

You begin to draw.

Yuuji sits in a silence punctuated by the sounds of your scribbles. Upwards stroke, down again; quick curving motions. Stare right at him, into the depths of his soul. Turn away, and sketch some more.

It’s a lot more boring than he’d imagined it. He is very excited you have your eyes on him; don’t get him wrong, but your stare doesn’t possess any of the fullbodied fascination, like he has for you. He almost wished he could give you his nose just so you could smell his pheremones, or his eyes, so you could catch every little jump of his muscles or twitch of the tail. He’d refrain for a few selfish reasons; Your changes in mood. The straightening of your spine and the twitching of your eye after you got a rhythm going. You ditch the graphite, go for the charcoal, and make some bigger shapes, Strikes some fine lines. Stillness comes simply to him, studying you as intently as you are him.

Your movements slow to an inevitable stop after a time, “Okay…” You stare stonily at your canvas. Briefly compare in silence. “I… think I’m finished.” You don’t move away, seemingly taken by your own creation.

He shoots up from his seat and moves close. “You’re no..not gonna put your c..clothes back on?” He looks down at you with his head at an angle, suddenly peered over your shoulder. “You want me to?” Your silence is loud. “Okay then.” He smiles, finally taking a look at your drawing.

The expression you gave him is burrowing and severe. An intense glower that catches even him off guard. An unbidden hunger beneath his eyes accentuated by whisps of charcoal, a pinprick of yellow nestled into his irises. He is in both awe of it and horrified that is how you saw him. How he truly was. You define the slant of his collarbones after the fact, rounding out the muscle of his pecs. You sketch and erase, sketch and erase under his curious eye, sketch. Your palette grows. Swirled into colorless grey by your finger, pencil replaced by your finger. You draw without a model, so he no longer sees the point in teasing you with his nudity. Forgive him for expecting something more dramatic- he’s been reading too much manga, surely…

He gets dressed slow and gets as close as possible to your face whenever he has a question.

“Is art always this boring?” He whispers close to your ear and you shiver. “M..maybe if you’re not the one…the one drawing. This.. I-I’m having fun, actually.” He tuts at you, “You need to teach me how to draw then. Next time when we do this, I can take a crack at drawing you!” His clawed finger crawls down your shoulder, you sweat a little under his attentions.

“Y..yeah,” you swallow. “Maybe..” He smiles cooly as he eases back into the seat opposite you. “I just don’t think it’s fair you get to have the fun all to yourself, y’know?” You shoot him a look, lip pursed. “A-a lot more people would be more … excited about getting a free portrait.”

“Well, a lot more people would be more excited about getting to see me half naked.” Practically naked, to be a precise as possible. Your exasperation beats out your nervousness and you’re no longer afraid to set your brows with attitude, scoffing in irritation. Like he knows how you feel. The sheer restraint you’re exercising. How adamantly you will not allow this to get out of hand; you will not allow yourself to do something you'll regret- “G..get them to draw you, then!”

“Nah.” He drags his chair closer, but it’s not casual like before. Now the oxygen feels stuffier. Hotness that makes the air thicken and drag you down, a heat that blazes too close to your ears and seemingly makes the air tremble before you. You look toward him, not knowing what to expect (but twitching, aching for it).

His tongue runs over his canines in a raw, animalistic fashion, the deep pools of his amber eyes threatening to drown you beneath their surface. “I don’t like them nearly as much.”

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lulus-delulu · 5 months

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➥ With a FtM! s/o

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Character(s): Yuji Itadori and Satoru Gojo

Tags: FtM! Reader, Fluff

Warning(s): None

When you sat him down to have a serious conversation he was worried that he might’ve done something wrong. Instead, you came out to him. It took him a moment to process what you said but once he did he was beaming, proud that you felt comfortable enough to share that with him.

Itadori is probably one of the most supportive people you know. He may not have known much about gender dysphoria and binding, but he quickly looks up whatever he can do to help you feel more comfortable in your own skin.

Constantly gifting you his clothes in hopes of making you feel more comfortable. Itadori also makes sure to remind you to take breaks from using your binder especially if you're moving around a lot.

If you're ever feeling dysphoric he’ll do whatever he can to help you. No matter what he makes sure you know that you're loved and that the way you look doesn't make you any less of a man.

Once you’re feeling better, he offers to take you on a little shopping trip and to get lunch together. If you don't want to, he understands and holds your hand in his, softly whispering sweet nothings to you.

As much as he dislikes being aggressive in front of you, it takes a lot for him to not immediately beat somebody’s ass after they started making comments about you. Itadori prioritizes getting you out of the situation and making sure you're okay before he does anything rash.

•❅───✧❅✦❅✧───❅•

For the past few weeks, he could tell that something was bothering you. From your hesitant glances at the mirror—that look of disdain as you gazed at your reflection—to the way that you began to stray away from physical affection lately, The only issue is that when he tried to bring it up, you quickly brushed off the question with a wary chuckle. So, he decided to wait until you finally told him.

When you finally get the courage to tell Gojo, he pauses for a moment before his lips curl up into a lopsided smile, questioning if that was what was bothering you for so long. Placing a hand on the top of your head, he softly ruffles your hair. Of course, he’s supportive!

He may be insensitive at times, but you're his boyfriend, and he wants to make sure you know that you’re loved. So, he does whatever he can for you. Gojo already spoils you, and now that you come out to him, that's all more reason to. Whether it be for new clothing, a haircut, or anything else to make his beloved feel better.

Your wardrobe is a mix of his clothing and whatever the two of you choose to buy at the store.

Honestly, I’m genuinely surprised if anyone has the gall to disrespect you. If they do, they either: 1. don't know that you're with Gojo; 2. They are a non-sorcerer and think he’s some random man; or 3. They are doing it so they can get a rise out of him. If they aren't a sorcerer he won't hurt them too badly, but they certainly won't be unscathed. For the other two, especially the third option, he's much less forgiving. You’ll probably have to hold him back from killing someone.

Regardless of the outcome of that situation, he takes you back home so that he can cuddle with you and give you plenty of praise. He’ll even share his sweets with you if it’ll make you feel better.

•❅───✧❅✦❅✧───❅•

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x male reader #yuji itadori x reader #yuji itadori x male reader #itadori x male reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x male reader #gojo x reader #gojo x male reader #ftm reader

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luvulyy · 2 years

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𝐂𝐘𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐗. ✷

𝖸𝖴𝖩𝖨 𝖨𝖳𝖠𝖣𝖮𝖱𝖨 𝖷 𝖬𝖠𝖫𝖤 𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖤𝖱

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖! 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐗, 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊, 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊

Through the haze of sleep you felt your phone murmur against your sheets. Once. Twice. You turned over with a huff, rubbing your eyes. Barely able to focus your eyes on the blaring brightness you landed on the culprit of the vibrations.

Your boyfriend, Yuuji Itadori.

yuuji ♡

Hey, you up?

Baby

Fully awake now you turned over onto your stomach. Phone in your palms now, you bit down on your bottom lip. Was everything okay? Instinctively you pressed the call button, and in a matter of rings he answered.

'Baby?' His voice was low and throaty, perfect for this time of night. You caught your lip between your teeth again, but for different reasons.

'Mhm. Everything alright?' You replied quietly, still heavy with sleep.

'Shit, did I wake you?'

'Yeah, kinda.' He winced audibly. 'It's okay though, if it's you.'

You wished you were with him now, to see the pink rising on his cheeks. He flustered so easily and you took every opportunity to do it, whispered comfessions and pretty words your favourite way to tease him. His favourite too, judging by how affected he was at the drop of a hat.

'Gah, I'm sorry Baby. I didn't realise the time. I just...missed you.' He cleared his throat. 'I miss you.'

You grinned cheesily at your screen. He always put you first, regardless of whatever he'd called you needing. His selfless nature was one of the many things that made you fall for him. His laugh, his kindness, his bravery and how he got along with everyone so easily. Not to mention, that sinful body.

Lost in though, you almost missed what came next.

'I need you.'

That had you awake, fire running down your spine. It was that kind of call. Suddenly it made sense why he rang so late. Now that you knew, you could make out the desperation in his voice. He failed to bite back a gasp, unaware you'd realised what was going on. Your cock twitched in interest.

The sounds were music to your ears.

God, you loved his voice. So strong but gentle, caressing your ears as his words dripped like honey. The control he had over you was insane.

If not stronger, was the control you had over him. As powerful as Itadori was you both reveled in the push and pull of the relationship. Just as easy as you could melt under him, you decided to bite.

“If you called just to get off on my voice, I’m hanging up.”

Undignified splutters sounds through the speaker, though no disagreement. Listening closer, you could just make out the faint noise of skin against skin, the breathless tone as Itadori spoke.

His sounds were getting louder, breath heavier and words closer together. 'No wait.. hah... lemme take care of you.'

He knew just how to press your buttons. From the moment he picked up the phone, you were a goner.

'Come on baby boy, you know you want to.' Desire pooled in your stomach and you could feel the heat travelling to between your legs. Pet names like that effected you like nothing else.

You slipt your hand into your boxers, fist curling around your dick. Slowly at first, you began to pump it, in time with the slapping coming from yuuji's side of the phone.

A gravelly chuckle followed through the phone. 'What you up to Baby? Am I missing something?'

You resisted the urge to moan.

'Yuji...ah, wish you were here. Touching me.' You forced out in between pants.

Something snapped inside of him. The air seemed to shift around you and it only deepened your arousal.

"How about you do it for me, unless you already are? What pretty noises you're making for me… am I making you feel good?"

Oh. Oh. He was in that sort of mood. The type where he'd pin you down and watch you squirm. You'd already lost, turned on indescribably.

'Such a good boy, doing exactly what you're told. Here.' A text popped up at the top of your phone. 'A little something to reward you.'

Without a thought you clicked on the message. And fell apart.

It was an image. You trailed your eyes hungrily along the lines of his chest, the definition of his rock hard abs, down the path of his v-line to where his hand sat. The picture ended with his length, already standing to its height and leaking pre-cum. You resisted the urge to drool.

'Fuck. Fuck.' You spluttered. Your boyfriend's attractive body was nothing new to you but sprawled like this, coated in sweat as he worked himself all for you, did things to you that were foul. Your pace quickened.

'You like that, huh? My good little boy, falling apart so easily for me.'

Fog tickled at the sides of your brain. Those words hit something inside you everytime. Like putty, you feel into Yuuji's hands. And with the scandalous whine that flew past your lips, he knew it.

'Bet you're rock hard for me baby. Aching. Being awfully quiet too actually. Ya still there? My boy, my pretty little thing. Touching yourself just thinkin' of me? Imagining my hands on you, how I'd trail along your thighs, towards right where you want me. Mhm?' He hummed, a teasing lilt to his voice.

Clouds completely covered your brain now, dumb to anything but your boyfriend's words. All you could do was groan deeply in response, jacking off mindlessly.

'Wish you were here right now. I know how much you love how I feel, my mouth, my tongue. I'd go down on you, swirling just the way you like. You'd love that, working you, me taking care of you. Taking charge. No need to worry your pretty little head. Just loose yourself in me, my hands, my words. Ain't that right. Let me hear it, mhm?'

'Yes, God yes. Ah, ah... Fuck. Fuck me. Take me, please.'

His voice seemed to catch in his throat. 'Begging for me like that I can't control myself. Remind me, who does that pretty little cock belong to?'

'Yuji. Ah, I-I'm close. Yours. I'm all yours. Please Yuji. Yuji yuji yuji.' You cried his name like a mantra, self control utterly shattered.

'Go on. You earned it. Such a good boy. All for me. Cum for me.'

You could barely comprend Yuuji's pace fastening through the phone as well, thoughts sluggish and under his spell. Barely able to hold back any longer, his command along with such words spurred you on.

The moment he went over the edge was audible. A guturall groan ripped through the phone as you impossible quickened your pace. His noises were barely words but you could still make out the one that finished you. 'Good boy.'

And you were gone.

For a minute there was silence, save for mutual panting and attempts to settle your lungs. Exhaustion worked its way back into your bones, but was distant under the afterglow.

'Well. Did not think it'd be that hot. Still with me Y/n?' Your boyfriend joked through the phone, smirk clear in his tone.

'I hate you. You and your stupid words. Waking me up this late just 'cause your such a horndog.'

'Hate me?' He laughed loudly, the pure joy warming your heart. 'Your horndog, anyway. Didnt seem like it when your were moaning around your own grip, my good boy?'

A wave of what just happened washed over you. 'FOR FUCK'S SAKE!'

You buried your face in your pillow, cheeks red. God, you loved him.

#i have never wrote such filth lord have mercy #first attempt at smut WOO!#lmk?#phone smut #yuji x reader #yuji x you #yuji x y/n #yuji itadori x male reader #yuji itadori #yuji smut #jjk x male reader #jjk x reader #male reader #new kink unlocked #AAAJSHDBSNXN #yuji x male reader

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cherrys-side-bitch · 2 years

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How about the main three with a short but feisty male s/o?

Like they are chill most of the time but the minute you make fun of their height or someone they like they are basically like this kid in the video.

https://youtube.com/shorts/y3AQ8hCFs5E?feature=share

Thank you for your time doing these by the way. ❤️

It's fine! Writing is quite fun and it gives me something to do during a day.

┉ˏ͛ ༝̩̩̥͙ ⑅͚˚　　 ҉　　⑅͚˚ ͛༝̩̩̥͙ ˎ┉

𝕄𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝔽𝕖𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕪 𝕊/𝕆

Male! Reader, fluff

Sukuna made the mistake of telling making fun of you since you were short.

It didn't go well. He's lucky that he’s technically part of Itadori or else a bitch would have been throwing hands with the king of curses with varying results.

Mf got yelled at but you stopped fairly quickly since you were also technically yelling at Yuji too.

Afterward, Itadori attempted to calm you down by reassuring you that he knew it wasn't directed at him.

Sometimes Itadori will compare his height with yours to see if you have grown while receiving a thoroughly disappointed look from you.

The insistence that you can reach the top shelf despite struggling so much is adorable.

Sometimes forgets how much rage you can hold in such a small body. He's always surprised whenever you just get annoyed and brute force your way through a situation after trying one too many times.

Watching you go off on someone when they insult/hurt him is concerning you just dive in a think about the consequences later.

You lowkey scare him and Sukuna makes fun of him for it

┉ˏ͛ ༝̩̩̥͙ ⑅͚˚　　 ҉　　⑅͚˚ ͛༝̩̩̥͙ ˎ┉

He doesn’t treat you much differently as opposed to having a taller boyfriend. Mainly just the more prominent need to protect you due to your smaller stature, even though he knows you can defend yourself perfectly fine.

That being said, whenever somebody makes fun of you for being short he can't help but think “ah shit, here we go again...”

Oh God, I'm just imagining if his boyfriend found out about the Todo incident.

Todo would get his ass beat so fast...

He sometimes forgets how *short* you are and then the divine dogs stand up on their two back feet, they reach over your head and he's just standing there like, 🧍

Probably the only one that actually complements you on your height because one on hand it's an inconvenience in many ways but you can also do things taller people can't.

Like, get things off the bottom shelf without too much of an issue.

Similar to Itadori he’ll occasionally forget how angry you can get but it doesn't surprise him as much

┉ˏ͛ ༝̩̩̥͙ ⑅͚˚　　 ҉　　⑅͚˚ ͛༝̩̩̥͙ ˎ┉

Omg, y'all are twinning!

She's 5’3 and wants to fight a god

And you're... short and also wish to fist fight God.

She loves resting her chin on your shoulder and hugging you from behind. It's one of her favorite ways to hug you especially if you want to show her something.

If you're are shorter than her she’ll make you reach to kiss her.

She cheers you on if you are about to flip your shit on someone. Unless they are important, aka. Faculty, a high-ranking sorcerer/curse, etc.

She introduces you as her “cute little boyfriend”

You two are too powerful

Doesn't forget your tendency to flip your shit and she loves it! As long as it isn't directed at her or any of her friends she's having the time of her life.

She'll calm you down if you go a bit overboard or are about to, otherwise it's fair game. Just don't hurt yourself, please.

┉ˏ͛ ༝̩̩̥͙ ⑅͚˚　　 ҉　　⑅͚˚ ͛༝̩̩̥͙ ˎ┉

#jjk headcanons #jjk x male reader #nobara kugisaki x reader #yuji itadori x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi x male reader #yuji itadori x male reader #yuji x male reader #nobara x male reader #megumi fushiguro headcanons #yuji itadori headcanons #nobara kugisaki headcanons #short feisty! s/o #headcanons #writing #request

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finsplurtz · 4 months

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all mine — sukuna ryōmen

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Sukuna Ryōmen

— Contents: sub top male reader x dom bottom Sukuna , OOC sukuna , A bit of x Yuji , madd overstimulation , could contain r4pe , power bottom Sukuna , degrading , crying , a bit of a breeding kink in there , Yuji is aged up……

Warnings : non con possibly, crying

✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮

Itadori was panting while his body twitched. He was straddling yn, he was fully stuffed with his cock. Cum on yn’s stomach, and some dripping out of his ass.

yn was lazy and tired, he lied on the bed staring at the ceiling just massaging his boyfriend’s thighs.

“..ngh…” A small noise caught his attention. He looked at Ita’ who was slightly out of it.

“….you okay, hon..?” He asked bringing his hand to caress his boyfriend’s face.

Itadori hiccuped before nodding and slowly lying his body over his boyfriends chest.

Yn was slightly concerned but tried not to question him too much…he ran his fingers thru Yuji’s hair closing his eyes hoping to fall asleep.

He felt Yuji lift his ass slowly and sink back down with more cum pooling out. Yn quirked an eyebrow. He already felt a bit overstimulated so he hoped Yuji wouldn’t want to go again..

“Yuji…” yn whispered and groaned. He swallowed when he felt his cute boyfriend begin to kiss and suck at his neck.

Yn let out small moans grabbing a handful of Yuji’s hair to gently pull him off.

“Yuj—“ He froze when he made eye contact with the devil himself.

“..S-sukuna..?” The tatted guy sat up straight with a slight moan.

“..Impressive.” Sukuna smirked looked down at the small bulge in his stomach. Yn blushed looking away. He kept his hands off yuji’s body.

“We’ll see how much more you can handle, yeah? Now that I have you all to myself while Yuji’s passed out…I can use my time wisely.” He lifted himself and slammed himself hack down harshly laughing when yn let out a pathetic whimper.

“SUKUNA- my..dick..” he whined gripping the sheets.

The curse ignored yn’s protests and continued to fuck himself on him. After a bit the pleasure hit him as well as the overstim since Yuji had already came.

Yn was high off sex, his eyes looking everywhere but at this fckin weirdo

“Hah…~ look at you ynnn-yy ..already fucked out aren’t you..mm..~” Sukuna ran his sharp nails over yn’s bare chest making him twitch and whine.

“Ita must be lucky..getting to see this whenever he wants. Soon as I get my freedom…you’re all mine….” Sukuna laughed once more bouncing on yn’s dick again.

“Shit- Yuji’s stupid b..body is so..ugh..~” Sukuna placed his hands on yn’s abdomen struggling to lift himself with his shaky thighs.

Yn was practically drooling as his dick twitched inside the ‘King of curses’.

“Hm..~? Really hope Yuji’s awake..need him to see this fucjing beauty..!” He grabbed yn’s jaw and forced him to look Sukuna in the eyes.

‘Kuna rolled his eyes and did his best to continue overstimulating the younger male. Pulling the whiniest sluttiest whimpers and cries from this man. He thought sukuna couldn’t tell but, yn was stopping himself from placing his hands on the smaller body.

“S-scared to touch me..~? Or afraid of what Yuji might s-say..” Sukuna smirked intertwining his fingers with yn’s finding his own g spot.

Sukuna’s tongue lolled out and he let out a whorish moan fucking himself faster and sloppier.

“Shhhitt..~ you feel so fuckin’ good…so big..I want your babies in me..!” Sukuna bit yn’s lip who shook violently inside his boyfriend and hissed at the small sting on his lip.

“Wa-wanna breed me…~? I bet Yuji would fuckin’ loveeee our b-babies..” Sukunas nails dug deeper into yn’s shoulder blades making him wince.

“Cmon..give me your children.” Sukuna sat up straight and grabbed yn’s hands, placing them on his hips, he shuffled on his dick.

“Fuck me..~?” Sukuna said in a low voice. Yn whined and began to fuck Sukuna at his best abilities.

Sukuna smirked watching the guy crumble beneath him. He was so weak, so sensitive..he couldn’t bear the sensation.

He pulled at yn’s wrist sitting him up and l putting both his hands on his leaking cock.

“Look at you…all fucked up~” Sukuna laughed and grinded his hips into yn’s hand as well as massaging his prostate with his dick.

“You’re all mine…just a little mess..my messy big dicked bitch..~!” He moaned pressing yn’s hands tighter around his smaller dick.

“..right, yn..~?” With one of his clawed hands he grabbed at the guys jaw and looked into his eyes.

“All…mine..~” Sukuna whispered gracing his lips against yn’s, pulling him into a hot make out session. Yn was practically drooling letting his tongue roam Sukuna mouth, maybe the amount of stimulation was making him all the more horny…

He thrusted his hips trying to cum one more time having Sukuna moan into his mouth.

“Mmph..~ Gunna c-come…” yn whined looking into Sukuna’s red eyes.

“Yeah..? Cmon big guy..come deeppp inside me….~” Sukuna’s dick twitched as he was also close.

A couple more thrust and yn came with a loud sob, his body trembled, he hid his face in the crook of Sukuna’s neck, panting like a dog.

Cum spilled from Sukuna’s cock while he moaned at the feeling of the other’s cum filling him up. He loved it so much, the feeling of an orgasm was now stuck in his mind.

“You’re all mine…right, love..?” Sukuna whispered into yn’s ear who mumbled incoherent noises and kissed his neck.

Sukuna grinned and wrapped his arms around yn’s neck.

He heard a small sniffle come from Sukuna and pulled away to see Yuji looking down at him with teary eyes.

Yn caressed his face and kissed him passionately.

“..I’m yours, Yuji..” He said looking into Yuji’s beautiful eyes before smiling and laying down on the bed spooning the smaller.

“Only yours…” He whispered while Yuji held onto him tighter.

Secretly Yuji really liked seeing yn go all submissive and whiny for him. He just imagined it was because of him and not Sukuna.

a/n: Sukuna typa guy to switch with Yuji while he’s having sex w/ yn to scare him…

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nanamis-princess · 26 days

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Your their passenger princess

Synopsis: just head canons about being their passenger princess:)

Genre: fluff

T/w: mentions of shoko smoking, bad driving lol, possibly oc geto? And misspellings

Nanami, gojo, geto, shoko, megumi, yuji & nobara (separately) X reader

Nanami

-he always has his free hand on your thigh or holding your hand. His thumb brushes over your thigh/thumb gently but if it annoys you he stops.

-steals glances at you while at red lights, giving you a soft smile as the light turns green

-he cant help but laugh if you guys miss an exit because you thought it was a bit further down.

-he doesn’t mind listening to what you pick, he’s kinda the type to listen to a podcast while driving tho. Or an audiobook.

-when you type in the location in his maps you see his favorite places saved. Your favorite stores & restaurants are saved, along with his favorite bakery ofc.

-he’s a very safe driver but you can’t tell me his not putting across you if the car has to come to a abrupt stop.

-he has beach scented air fresheners in his car.

-has a photo of you at the beach holding up a seashell, clipped to a photo of Haibara in his visor.

-keeps mints/ gum in his car at all times along with a lint roller (he’s a cat dad)

Gojo

-his free hand is always on your thigh

-asks you to feed him while he’s driving, he accidentally bit your finger before and offered to kiss it to make it feel better.

-he’s a safe driver for the most part but he has his moments. He��s like a 100% positive there was never a stop sign there.

-he misses his exits a lot. Like a lot, a lot.

-his car smells like his cologne.

-has an extra pair of his iconic glasses on his visor along with a photo of you and Megumi sitting at his favorite ice cream spot.

-likes driving to beautiful nature areas with you after making a snack run.

-needs music on at all times, he requests song but then just ends up making a bunch of playlist for you guys. But don’t worry you are still his DJ.

-always has a hoodie or jacket in his backseat that you probably end up stealing.

Geto

-always holds your hand while driving, he also brings your hand up to his lips and places a soft kiss.

-his car smells like black cherry and his windows are tinted.

-a decent driver but does speed, not always while your in the car tho. Unless you like that kinda thing;)

-has a necklace of yours around his rear view mirror that you gave him

-loves doing those cute fast food date ideas where you pick the appetizer, he picks the main meal and you pick the dessert.

-likes to make out with you at red lights until it turns green and gets honked at.

-while he lets you pick the music you find a playlist with your name as the title its songs that remind him of you. He has another one of music you’ve played before.

-has a case of water on the floor in the backseat along with a blanket.

Yuji

-he most likely keeps his hands on the wheel or tweaking with something as he drives but likes holding your hand while driving. Sometimes puts his hand on your thigh.

-always has your favorite candy or gum in his glove compartment.

-requests like two different songs at once but tells you which order to play them in. “They just pair together well” he laughs as you type all that in.

-like Gojo always has a hoodie in his backseat along with a pair of sneakers and a water bottle he forgets about.

-also has random papers in the backseat that he keeps forgetting to look at

-he’s also a decent driver, but when your in the car he’s more aware. Not that he’s less likely to be careful but the last thing he wants his to hurt you or someone else.

-has a group photo of you, him, Nobara and Megumi in his visor.

-his car keys have a matching keychain that he shares with you.

Megumi

-it’s a small gesture but he loves holding your hand while he’s driving. Gives it a gentle little squeeze from time to time along with a kiss on the back of your hand.

-has LED lights at the bottom of the car that he keeps red for most of the time but lets you change the color.

-before dating you he didn’t really use air fresheners but he found one that reminded him of your perfume/cologne.

-gives you full control of the music

-relies on your directions more than the map because up he always misses the exit.

-there is a little dog hair in his backseat that he tries his best to get out lol, he didn’t keep a hoodie or blanket back there until he started dating you.

-has a car charm with your first initial around his rear view mirror.

-doesn’t mind if you eat from his food as he drives, he will give you his last fry, or chicken nuggets.

Nobara

-holds your hand while driving but doesn’t mind if you put your hand on her thigh.

-loves driving around listening to music with you if you don’t have a set destination. If you have a set destination (and she hasn’t been there before) she needs the music on low to focus.

-you guys have a playlist you add songs together

-has one of those mini trash cans that’s hooked to the backseat

-also has leather seat covers that matches her steering wheel

-going shopping with you and then getting a sweet treat after is her favorite thing to do on her day off, she’ll spoil you and herself until her backseat is full of shopping bags.

-she’s a good driver, no accidents and no tickets. But that curb is her enemy.

-her glove compartment has an extra hairbrush and lip gloss. She keeps things you use on the go too.

-keeps two hoodies in her backseat if you both get cold

Shoko

-she prefers having her hand on your thigh when she drives if she isn’t smoking

- likes to tease you by rubbing her hand up your thigh and gives it a little squeeze. She chuckles with a small smile at the effect that it has on you.

-has hair ties around her shifter and in the middle compartment she keeps a pack of cigarettes

-her car smells like caramel with a hint of nicotine

-she also wont smoke in the car if it bothers you or as a matter of fact around you in general

-she’s a very good driver but has parking tickets

-got you a head rest pillow in your favorite color to put on your seat

-also keeps a blanket that’s your favorite color in her backseat along with a bag hook if hanging on the pack of your seat A/N: hello cuties:3 it’s been a minute. This took me two weeks to write lolll, I’m in a bit of a rut & lacking motivation. More stuff is on the way tho 💕🌸

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chaepink · 7 months

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DAY 27: CHALLENGED ACCEPTED | SEMI-PUBLIC SEX & EXHIBITIONISM KINK

you've given your boyfriend a challenge: go through the day with a vibrator in him. he's sure he'll complete it with ease but he realizes it may not be as easy as he thought.

⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ PAIRING ⸻ itadori yuji x reader

⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ WARNINGS ⸻ dom!reader, semi-public sex-ish, exhibitionism kink, use of a vibrator, begging, teasing, a lil palming

⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ WORDS ⸻ 1.6k words

KINKTOBER EVENT

Itadori Yuji has always been up for a challenge and you know it. Most of the time, he usually completes it with ease which results in him bragging to you all day, annoyingly so.

So you decide to propose a interesting one that you think you have a good chance at winning to him.

"Y-You want me to wear a vibrator in public?" He sputters out a answer in shock, a faint blush on his face. His eyes dart to the small toy in your hands and the remote that controls it. The smirk on your face lets him know that if he declines, you'll definitely tease him for it.

"What? Too hard for you to accomplish? Too... risky?" You raise a eyebrow at him and he shakes his head immediately, his cocky and confident nature coming back to him. "Of course not! I-I can do it for the entire day if I wanted to, [name]." The last part of his reply makes you pause.

The entire day? Your mind quickly starts to think of what he would look like at the end of the day full of you teasing the vibrator in him. Will he barely be able to stay composed? Would he fall apart and beg you to help him sometime throughout the day?

You shake your head to get rid of the thought. "Is that a challenge?" Itadori widens his eyes when he realizes what he has said. But being with him for ages now, you know that he wouldn't take it back. So instead, he nods.

"So all I have to do is to make you fall apart using the toy and have you give up and you just have to stay composed and last the day, yeah?" He hesitantly nods and you smile, handing him the toy and keeping the remote for yourself. He stares at the toy with a pout, knowing that he's in for a surprise.

"Challenge accepted, then."

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So far it's been a couple of hours and you're unsurprised at how composed he's being, assuming that his massive pride and ego are mainly keeping him from giving up. The thought has you rolling your eyes.

He's barely raised any suspicion from others- well, that's if you don't count the couple of stares he's gotten at his red face and stumbling. Though you've decided to give him a small break now that you two are at a grocery store.

While you're calm and collected as you survey the products on display, Itadori on the other hand can't help but be jittery and anxious. His eyes dart to you, waiting to catch you with the remote in your hands. At any time, you could catch him off guard and turn on the vibrator and it'll be embarrassing if you made him let out a whimper in public. Your challenge with him has been harder than he thought, and it quickly became one-sided.

All day you've been edging him with the toy in him. Whether it's turning it on low first before suddenly bringing the vibration setting to high or turning it on high for ages until Itadori swears that others will hear the vibration sounds if they get too close, you always turn it off right when he's about to cum. After all that, he's barely been able to hold it together, not when you've denied his release a couple of times already. He knows that you could suddenly turn the vibrations on to the max and make him cum right then and there if you wanted to but he knows you wouldn't do that just so you could have some fun with him.

"Itadori?" He snaps out of his thoughts when he hears you say his name and turns around to look at you.

"Yeah? Do you need- hmph!" The shock of pleasure abruptly hits his body when you suddenly turn the toy onto a high setting and Itadori's knees almost buckle at the sudden pleasure. He has to stabilize himself with a hand on the shelves behind him to keep himself from falling. An old lady looks at him with worry but he quickly gives her a smile and a dismissive wave.

Holding back a whimper, he accidentally squeezes around the vibrator, sending pleasure up his spine. His dick quickly becomes hard and he squeezes his eyes shut, the pleasure only intensifying.

"ah! o-oh god"

When he opens his eyes, he looks at you only to see an innocent smile on you though he knows better that you're anything other than innocent. You're the one who proposed this idea and the one controlling the vibrator in him, the one who has control over the outcome. He could get caught at any moment if he let out a loud noise or did something suspicious. Yet, for some reason, Itadori can't help but feel the excitement bubbling in his stomach. Does he want to be caught? No way, he thinks. But the twitch of his dick at the thought has him thinking otherwise.

You giggle at the sight of him and make your way towards him, cornering him against a shelf. Thankfully both of you are at the back of the store so there won't be many people around. With a hand barely stabilizing him, his face red as tomatoes, the quiet sound of vibrating coming from him, and the way he stares at you with pleading eyes that either beg you to stop or let him cum after so long, the sight has your stomach burning from desire.

If someone were to see the two of you, they would probably assume something innocent, that maybe you two just enjoy pda. But of course, they would be far from the actual truth.

"Are you handling it alright, baby?" You coo at him and Itadori widens his eyes when he notices out of the corner of his eye the remote in your hand. "P-Please-"

You tilt your head, feigning confusion. "Please what, Itadori?"

"Please uh- Please t-turn it off, I c-can't cum here!" His eyes are filled with panic when he feels his orgasm approaching quickly. "Why? Don't you want to cum so bad though? I've been holding you back all day, haven't I?" While it's true you have, the embarrassment of cumming in a store where there are people around has him shaking his head. The loud sounds of other people in the store flood his ears and he whines, his hands flying to your shoulders to grip onto.

"No? You don't?" You move closer to him and you move your mouth beside his ear to whisper in it. "Is it because there are so many people around? If you cum right here, right now, someone can just turn the corner to this aisle and notice how red you are and the wet stain on your pants and be able to guess exactly what happened here. But you'd like that, wouldn't you? Getting caught?"

He gasps at your teasing words and the way his dick twitches in his pants again. Your hand goes behind him and on his ass before feeling around for the vibrator in him. When you finally find it, you slowly push it deeper inside, making Itadori quickly cover his mouth with his hand to silence any noises that would bring people to the area. He feels the hand hover over the bulge in his pants and his breath hitches.

"W-Wait not here!" You grin as your hand begins palming the bulge in his pants, quickly feeling a wet stain start to appear. To see Itadori who's usually so composed, so cocky, all flushed, and barely able to stand up by himself right now in public has your heart racing. A small cry leaves him when he feels the vibrator become even more intense than before, grazing the spot in him that makes his legs weak.

"F-Fuck fuck!" You shush him and shake your head at his outburst. "You have to be quiet or we'll get caught, okay? Don't you want to cum?" Hesitantly, he nods at you.

"Could I? Please?" You laugh. "But that'll mean you lose the challenge, doesn't it?" Itadori lets out a whine at the mention of the challenge. That's the last thing he's thinking about right now, all he wants to do right now is cum!

"D-Don't care, let me cum please!" He shoves his face into the crook of your neck, muffling the noises and whatever he tries to tell you. But with the remote still in your hand, you suddenly turn off the toy and take your hand off his bulge.

Itadori lets out a muffled sob at the loss of pleasure as you coo at him. "You can wait a little more, right? You'll be good for me, won't you?" He nods quickly and you peck his cheek with a smile.

"Be a good boy for the rest of the day, okay? I'll reward you if you're able to keep it together." He nods with a whimper and you back away, pretending as if nothing ever happened mere seconds ago. He swallows and shivers at the feeling of the vibrator in him turning back on, not having realized that it turned off before in the first place.

He never wished for the day to end faster than ever. All he can think about is what you'll do with him later.

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peaches-and-creamm · 8 days

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JJK MEN WHEN YOU’RE DRUNK!

Warnings: m/f relationship in toge's, sukuna calls you “woman”, everyone else's gn reader- yuji like immediately getting concerned for u + him being jokingly mean

Featuring: Satoru, Suguru, Yuji, Toge, Megumi, Yuta, Toji, Choso and Sukuna

M.LIST♥

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imjustasimpxd · 4 months

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Shipping the JJK boys with the Disney Princesses

***Okay so I had this done ages ago when this trend was at its all time high, but I never posted it, so here it is now😭😂***

Pairing : Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Satoru Gojo, Kento Nanami

Warnings : Nothing really, mentions of suspected cheating, flirting,❗️low key manga spoilers for Gojo’s contact name LOL ❗️

Summary : Title says it all

Word Count : smau text form

Author’s notes : reblogs are appreciated!! I appreciate all feedback on my writing so that I can know what you guys liked and what you think I should improve on😊

Disclaimer : this is a work of fiction and should in no way, shape, or form, be taken seriously.

Side Note : this fic, and everything else I’ve written on my blog, is mine and only mine. I work very hard on everything I write so do not, under any circumstances, modify, copy, or steal my work.

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cloudyzeusy · 4 months

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Cheaters ||

pairing: yuuji itadori X top reader

warning: cheating, creampie, humiliation

I held up up a panty in front of him watching his face turn red.

"I can't wear that [name]!."

"Why not yuuji? otherwise i might accidentally show your new girlfriend the pictures i have of you." I grinned dangling it in front of him watching him grit his teeth but put oblige.

"Now what." He said sharply.

"C'mon baby don't act like we haven't done this before."

He glared at me mumbling under his voice but he knew he didn't have a choice moving to lie on the bed doggy style. I went up behind him smacking his ass watching it turn red but he made no noise. I moved the panties to the side i licked over his hole slipping my tongue in it i swirled it around loosening it up.

I gripped his hips for stability as his legs trembled as i sensed he was about to cum. I moved away licking my lips as he begged for more. "[name] pl-please i ne-need it."

"Need what? I don't understand." I smirked as he grabbed onto my hands i couldn't believe this was the same yuuji itadori 'the tiger of west junior high' the hot jock everyone looked up to. Whining for dick to fill his cheating hole.

"I need your cock." He moaned. I grabbed my cock pouring lube over it and his hole. I lined my cock up teasing him before pushing in filling him up to the hilt.

I didn't wait for him to get comfortable he could handle a bit of pain thrusting in him. My hips pounded into his ass the sound of skin against skin and moans and groans filled the room.

"Look at you mhm~ imagine your girlfriend seeing you be a bitch for a man." I groaned into his ear gripping his hair.

"no-no don't." He pleaded but continued to push bsck against me meeting my thrusts. " You wanna cheat like a bitch then i'll treat you like one."

"is t-too much!~ co-ck sho’ b..big..” he moaned as i let go of his hair trying to push me out.

I slapped his hand away sticking my fingers into his throat keeping his busy. Forcing him to gag and choke on my fingers.

"You are such a good boy." I mocked him. " Aren't you yuuji."

I watched his eyes roll back and face flush from the praise.

"m go-gonna cum." He warned before he came hard onto the bed sheets body twitching. I continued the abuse against before i finished inside him creaming his pink hole.

Then i sent him back to his cuck of a girlfriend with hickeys and a limp in his walk and cum leaking out of him.

He's addicted to me.

#zeusy☁️#sub character #top male reader #seme male reader #sub yuuji #yuuji x male reader #jjk #yuji itadori

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thetreefairy · 10 months

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Don't go

tw: threats, kinda kidnapping, reader is terrified of Sukuna, its not very angsty but it is angst

This is a test piece- I have only recently been back into the jjk fandom so if it's ooc sorry. (b/n) = best friend name (n/n) = nickname Kofi

Yuuji never expected Reader to become cautious around him. But at the same time he couldn't blame her. Sukuna could be rather scary, especially when it comes to reader's safety. But when he saw them carry a suitcase to the front door, he couldn't help but ask:

"(N/n)... Are you scared of me?" Reader looked at Yuuji with a sad expression. "I am scared of Sukuna, not you." Reader admitted. Hoping it would calm him down, it didn't. "Now that's just rude." Sukuna mumbled, using Yuuji's mouth.

"Sukuna! Stop it!" Yuuji shouted irritated taking back control. "This is what I mean." Reader admitted. "All he does is threaten the people I care about, and if I don't agree with him he threatens to confine me."

Yuuji looked down shamefully. "I know.. But I can control him! You know that!"

"But you don't." Reader hisses. "You let him threaten the people I go on dates with, you let him threaten my friends unless they are your friends too!"

Yuuji now started to look angry. Sukuna whispering in his ear: 'I told you, those friends of them would take them away from us.'

"Where are you going?" Yuuji asked, if reader was just going to a Hotel, he would let them. As long as it isn't (B/n). "B/n offered me to stay at their house, until you calm down."

After seeing Yuuji's face harden Reader said: "Don't worry, I didn't tell them about Sukuna." Reader chuckled. "Even if he's a dick, I guess he's kinda my brother now."

'Now, now, are you truly this much of a pushover Yuuji?' Sukuna hissed at Yuuji. 'Mhm, we should break their legs. Do you want (b/n) to defile them?'

"Don't go, please n/n." Yuuji tried. "Yuuji. I have to, we are way too attached for siblings."

'We should kill (b/n)' Sukuna hissed. 'Then N/n would have no choice but to seek our comfort.'

"I'll let Sukuna kill B/n." Reader looked at Yuuji in shock. "What did you just say?" Reader hissed. Sukuna took over, Yuuji was letting him.

"I will kill him either way." Sukuna chuckled. "Awh, don't look at my like that, my dear sibling."

Sukuna had taken Reader into a hug. "Your brothers will protect you."

"You are a piece of shit."

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domain-expand-me · 4 months

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My work amount has finally lessened, so here I am.

Imagine being MILF/DILF and the different sorcerers and curses are obsessed with you.

Aged up characters, reader is in their 40s, because when I say milf/dilf, I mean it.

This is more of an introduction, let me know if you want something more about a specific character.

Imagine living in a small house you got for cheap, and on accident near the Jujutsu campus. You aren't a curse user, but you respect the spirits because you grew up with a superstitious parent or grandparent. And because you're hot and have a nice personality, the curses tend to leave you alone.

Maybe they just end up hanging around your place, because who wouldn't wanna stick around to watch a hot milf/dilf walking around in nothing but a pair of shorts and a too tight t-shirt.

After moving into your home, cursed energy started getting concentrated around your home, much to the worry of the sorcerers at the campus. They might assume you are an illegal curse user or somehow summoning curses. Imagine their surprise when Gojo and Nanami pull up to see curses clustered around the window, being peeping toms.

The curses are easy to get rid of, as it's nothing too extreme. Gojo being Gojo would want to see what they were so distracted by, and he almost ends up pulling his blindfold up to get a good look, because there you are. Walking around your home in a pair of way too small shorts and what was probably once a band t-shirt. It's so washed out that the print is gone, and the fabric is way too thin.

Nanami would grumble and be annoyed about Gojo being a creep, until he meets you too one day when you are bringing groceries in. Being the gentleman he is, he helps you carry it all inside, and he can't explain why he gets so red afterwards after you squeezed his bicep and complimented his muscles.

You don't really understand why these two handsome younger men, because they are much younger than you, keep hanging around your place. In your own eyes you don't think you are too attractive, if at all, maybe you're divorced, or you lost your last spouse somehow. Your kids are all grown up and out doing their own thing. You aren't as fit as you once were, having kids does that to a person.

If you're a dilf, maybe you have the blessed dad strength and dad bod, maybe you've worked a physically taxing job for most of your life, so now your body is worn down enough that you have to do something else. The muscle still lays there though, under the layer of chub on top.

If you're a milf, you would have given birth to your kids once upon a time, and the baby weight never truly went away. The stretch marks and other signs of age are one of the things you feel insecure about, but little do you know, it only makes you more attractive in the eyes of your admirers.

That is to say, in your own eyes, you aren't a catch. So you don't understand why Nanami shows up on your specified shopping days or gardening days, or why Gojo shows up almost begging for your attention. You end up just assuming they are being nice, and since your kids don't visit you much anymore, you let them(mainly Gojo) invade your home.

Imagine meeting their students, most likely a result of Gojo dragging them along. They're younger than your own kids, so you can't help but find yourself caring about them. When Yuji starts stuttering and sputtering when you hug him, or when Megumi goes bright red when you place a hand on his forehead to check it he has a cold, you fear you may have overstepped your boundaries.

In reality it's because when you hug Yuji, your breasts/pecs press up against him, especially if you are somehow taller than him and he ends up with his face in-between your chest. For Megumi it's because when you lean down, the collar of your shirt has a tendency of sliding down, showing off more cleavage than you realize.

When Todo gets dragged along you assume he's just another friendly young man, as he's going out of his way to be so helpful. You don't notice the way the other students glare when Todo shows you how to stretch your shoulders and legs because your muscles have been acting up.

If it's when Yuji still had Sukuna sealed inside him, poor Yuji won't hear the end of it. Sukuna would be saying the most lewd things about you, claiming you are teasing them on purpose with the clothes you wear or how you act. Yuji's had to grip his own wrist when Sukun tried to take over to grope you when you were bent over grabbing something.

If you end up meeting Choso, you immediately find yourself caring for him. He barely has to be introduced before you pull him inside, place him on your couch, wrap him in a blanket and bring him snacks. He just looks so sad and like he needs to be loved on. He wouldn't completely understand the deep attraction he has for you in the beginning, and it's only after he gets help from others that he understands. They all just sigh and pat him on the back all "welcome to the club brother"

I could go on, but this is already long.

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sanjisboyfie · 6 months

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golden retriever boyfriend ! itadori yuji

yuji x male reader

-> very short but i wanted to show smoe love to this cutie wootie patootie.

- oh my fucking god. the absolute sweetest boyfriend i fear. this guy literally praises the ground that you walk on and is at your beck and call as if you were a deity and he is your servant. your day is just him constantly asking if he can do anything for you to make you happier, usually the response is just his company, which he blushes and playfully smacks you for.

"honey, do you wanna go to the store to buy some more snacks before we binge watch?" yuji asked, a wide grin on his face, "gojo-sensei forgot to take back his wallet he leant me from my last mission, so we can splurge and he won't even notice!"

you laughed at his eagerness, but shook your head. instead, you opened your arms up for him to cuddle himself into and said, "i just want to spend some time with you, i missed you,"

without wasting another second, yuji jumped into your arms and peppered kisses all over your neck, jaw, and face, "i missed you even moreee!! let's turn on your show already, then," yuji contentedly closed his eyes, breathing in your scent as his cheek was pressed against your chest.

he was in heaven.

- constantly thinking of you. he's always seeing things on the street that remind him of you, always wondering if you'd like something he picked out for you from a street vendor, will constantly be talking nobara and megumi's ear off about, "oh, [name] really likes that restaurant! should i buy him something to go?" "haha, me and [name] watched that movie last night and he really liked the main character's best friend, even though i liked the main character more!" "nobara, do you think [name] is more handsome wearing a bracelet or necklace? huh? well, i think he lookes handsome either way, but i don't have money for both so i need someone unbiased to choose."

they think they've heard enough, but they very clearly haven't since yuji always goes above and beyond in talking about you.

you're there to hear the praises he sings for you 50% of the time, but the other 50%...poor nobara and megumi because they gotta deal with his yappin ass. he never shuts up in general (he's just a bby) but when he gets on a tangent talking about you ... it's like this guy doesn't need to breathe.

he's just so happy and content with the relationship you guys have he can't help but make it known to everyone around!!! another thing is he could care less if it annoys the fuck out of everyone around him, he just nods his head at their annoyance and then goes, "well, anyway, haha, as i was saying before i was interuppted!"

literally inumaki probably has had to restraint himself from telling yuji to "shut the fuck up" because he just wouldn't shut up.

- yuji likes to make it obvious to you how loyal of a boyfriend he is. he barely glances at other people on the street if he's with you. he has actual hearts in his eyes when he even sees you in his periphereals, if you are right in front of him, dear lord save him.

the two of you were walking down the street to the conveince store. your pinkies were linked together as yuji listened to you talk about your day and the training you had to do. at one point you were complaining about gojo's antics as an irresponsible teacher and yuji couldn't help but think how adorable that annoyed look on your face was.

the pout on your lips, even you rolling your eyes was so attractive to him. he was enthralled by your story and, of course, you, he didn't even realize that he walked right into the clear glass door of the store.

as he face planted staight into the wall, you immediately are fussing over if he is alright. he turns to you with a grin, nodding his head to show he was fine. but the smallest drop of blood coming from his nose said otherwise.

and as you fretted over his very minor injury, he couldn't help but sigh in content as he thought you tending to him was the most heartwarming thing he has ever experienced.

"you'd be a great nurse, [name]," he says, not minding the subtle glare you threw at him, "your hands are so soft and gentle-"

"they're about to smack you if you don't shut up," you gruffly replied, but yuji wasn't deterred at all in singing your praises even more.

"you're so kind to me," he says with a dreamy look in his eyes.

once again, you sighed heavily at your boyfriend's attitude, pinching his ear, "quit it, yuji! what if you actually got hurt, you're lucky it was just a rush of blood. you need to be more focused, especially if we're gonna be out there fighting curses,"

yuji, unfortunately, doesn't take any of your warnings seriously. as he presses his cheek to the palm of his hand, he just stares at you lovingly, "what do you think? should we buy you a cute little nurse outfit and i can be your sick patient? you'd look so handsome in scrubs!"

another pinch to his ear, "yuji! are you even listening?!"

- has this really adorable habit of just getting lost in whatever you're saying and blinking owlishly at you with a very cute smile on his face. it's a really adorable sight, but when you're actually trying to tell him something, he's just looking at you like ":3" and not at all listening to what you're saying.

"gojo-sensei said to be extra careful because the blades were just sharpened, alright?" you advised, looking at the myriad of cursed tools that you were going to be training with. "hm, what do you think suits your fighting style more, babe?"

yuji only tightened his grip around your waist, burying his face into your neck as he was just too focused on your body against his to even begin formulating an answer to your question. even though it was a fairly easy question to answer.

"itadori yuji," you warn, sensing that he was spacing out once again.

"noooo," he whines, squeezing you tight, "'m your baby, not itadori yuji," he complains, exaggerating his name as if it were the worst sound in the world.

"well, you're going to stay itadori yuji until you answer my question," you say, wondering why you had to disclipline your boyfriend as if he were your child. you soften up though when you hear him whine once again, burying his head deeper into your neck.

ruffling his hair as a way of comforting him, ultimately caving in to his whines and attitude, you softly say, "baby, can you just help me out really quick?"

"kisses after i do?"

"of course,"

yuji is grinning like a fool and is suddenly very intrigued in the conversation on what curse tool works best with his fighting style.

GIVE ME ITADORI YUJI AS MY BOYFRIEND and id treat him like a king, thats all im saying. he deserves so much love, please.

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