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𝒮𝒶𝓎 𝒾𝓉, 𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎

Warnings: smut, cockwarming, edging, smudge of angst, mentions of Bakugou, f reader x jealous Todoroki.〤 Minors DNI Word count: 2.4k

   It wasn’t fair. This wasn’t at all fair, and it wasn’t your fault either. At least you didn’t think you did anything wrong. You didn’t expect for your usually soft-spoken, gentle boyfriend to be so upset with you the second you walked into your dorm. He was unusually quiet, more so than normal. When you had sat down next to him on the bed, you lay a gentle hand on his shoulder with a concerned frown. “Sho? Are you alright?” His eyes were covered from his bangs, the hand you placed on his shoulder coming up to gently scoop them out of his eyes, only then did he look up at you.

   “No. Not really” He admitted coldly, his eyebrows furrowing as his hand found its place on your calf, his warm fingers slowly trailing down to grip your ankle. To be honest, you should have seen it coming when he yanked your leg, pulling you over into his lap. To say the sudden position flustered you was a bit of an understatement, but you were still concerned about your boyfriends sour expression. And you had yet to get an explanation. “What’s wrong? Tell me?”

   You squirmed to get more comfortable in his lap, your hands now settled on his shoulders. Shoto sighed, as if in disappointment, and his own fingers curled around your waist, gently but firmly grasping your hips. “How do you not know, darling?” His voice was quiet, but stern as one hot, one cold hand slowly drifted downwards, slipping under your skirt and tracing the line of your lace panties.

   As much as you tried to focus on what you could have done to emit such a reaction from your boyfriend, it was clear to you now that his intentions were not so innocent. “After all, it’s all your fault.” He admitted, though his eyes weren’t looking at you as he leaned up against the pillows on the bed. He was watching as his hand drifted to the front of your skirt, flipping it up over your hips. A small, content sigh fell past his lips and his eyebrows furrowed as he got a good look at the cute lace adorning your skin. You were just so pretty.

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Permanent Mark Masterlist • Gojo Satoru

When your lover’s past comes back to haunt you, how many times will he choose her over you? When nothing you give was enough to make him stay. Yet, you would still choose him. Everyday.

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Gojo x reader

Status: Ongoing

Warnings: tragedy, alcohol abuse, self-harm, self-destructive reader, smoking, physical violence, cheating, toxic relationships, manipulation…+

Taglist: Closed !!

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› Part I : Permanent Mark

› Part II : Down

› Part III :Fool

› Part IV : Loose Lips

›Part V :

› Part VI :

› Part VII :

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BLINDS WIDE OPEN .ᐟ ft. stalker!caitvi

ꮼ summary. you've unknowingly attracted the attention of piltover's finest, and now they'll do anything to make sure you're theirs. ( inspired by 'she' by tyler, the created ft. frank ocean )

warnings. dark content. fem!reader. reader isn't specified to be from piltover or zaun. stalking. slightly nsfw. established caitvi. allusions to murder but could also be just them scaring off said person. possessive!caitvi. abuse of power (on cait's part). commander!cait. unsolicited note & gift sending. staged meeting/slight savior complexes. pet names (r!receiving : darling, pretty girl, little bird, dear). reader is painfully oblivious. g!p cait (it's not really that important, just a short mention of it). vouyerism. vi takes pictures of reader without her consent. pantie stealing & sniffing & alluded usage of stolen panties. wc. 2.3k

‣ their little obsession starts out innocent. you're just a civilian, blending into the crowd around you, just another person going about their routine. but to caitlyn and vi you stood out. they didn't actively seek you out, you just happened to also be in the same places as they were at times, and they couldn't complain about that. often moving or forgetting what they were doing to see (follow) you a little longer.

‣ they agree that they've never been so sure about something before. you allure them in, like a flower temping a honey bee. someone so sweet, with such beauty that want, need you. they begin calling your theirs from then on.

‣ it turned sour when once again, out of coincidence you were in the same vicinity as vi, the pink haired woman quickly taking notice of you, her fingers hooking into her hood to pull it over and cover herself as she keeps a sweet distance behind you. not too far and not too close. the bustling streets get rowdier and vi gets thrown around a bit, picking up her pace and ramming her shoulder into who gets close to her, so she doesn't get whisked off into the frown and loses you. she groans when out of nowhere a brutish man blocks her view, putting her scuffed hand on his arm, mumbling something out about needing somewhere to be (a lie), and just within those few moments of vi’s watchful eye on you you've presumably arrived at your destination, a restaurant. she sighs and takes post near by, but as quickly as she was resting, slumped against some wall, her posture straightens out. fist fighting at her side, her teeth begging to grind, hard enough she'd snap her jaw off. you've met up with a woman, and said woman has her hands on you, pulling you into a hug. a glare bores into the mystery woman's head. if vi had glared any harder she's sure beams would've shot out her eyes and straight into her head.

‣ since then, the couple had made sure to purposely watch you. no more coincidences or hopeful wishes that they'd see you a few times out of their week. now they see you every chance they can get. and at this point they're getting bolder, more risky with how they watch you. inching closer and closer into your space as they follow you just to get a whiff of your shampoo, or perfume. going into the same places as you instead of watching from outside. frequenting the same places you frequent and learning your favorites, caitlyn has gone as far, as asking for the same drink as you one time when she was standing behind you in a small cafe. they're even begin starting to work out your relationships with people, keeping tabs on them too. and oh, you haven't seen that one friend in awhile.

‣ caitlyn begins to abuse her power as commander to find and dig through your findings. memorizing your stats; height, weight, hair color, eye color, blood type, ect. she got caught once snooping through your files by a subordinate and quickly sorted herself out, clearing her throat out and making up some lie about needing a file on a stillwater escapee. waving your file at them and briskly walking past them saying that she’ll be in her office, when she's really taking that file home with her.

‣ they’d even begin sending you notes and gifts. notes that read along the lines as “you look beautiful today.” “loved the new hairstyle, did it just for us?” “one day you'll see that you were made for us.” and the gifts are usually items they'd watch you eye in shops or things they'd think you'd like based off of your other preferences, like clothing, books, a new bag, that expensive new technology device you've been saving up for since your old one broke, and of course the classic flowers and chocolate. and they can't lie when they're hurt whenever you come home or open your door to one of their notes or gifts that you have a horrified look on your face, frantically looking around to see you could've given it to you, and vi in particular is hurt whenever she watches you throw out the chocolates she picked for you.

‣ despite all of this, they still have yet to formally meet you, although they're sure you know of them. but they can't simply introduce themselves, they have to make it look natural. accidental and like you needed them. they've learned your entire routine just for a moment like this.

you had just finished up grocery shopping. the sun was just finishing up with rising fully within the sky. you enjoyed going first thing when the store opens to dismiss the morning rush that happens by the time you're bagging your items and leaving. as you're making your way home, your head peeks from over the brown paper bags in your arms to watch where you're walking.

it's quick and sudden, the catch of something on your foot. knowing what's next, so you close your eyes preparing for impact against the ground. at least your groceries will cushion your fall, but not without ruining them underneath your weight.

except you don't and your body stays slanted still at a degree. peeking an eye open you're met with a pink haired woman, she looks familiar, but you can't put your finger on her name. you're reminded of the groceries in your arms from the crinkle of the bags, and they feel lighter in your arms. her hands are placed over your groceries, and there's also a pair of hands on you, but on your waist? who's the person behind you?

“are you alright?” the woman in front of you asks, her voice is low and comforting.

it happens swifty, the woman in front and the person behind you working to place you back upright on your feet. and you're dazed when she also takes most of the bags from your arms.

“she asked you a question, darling.” you twist around at the sound of a new voice, the person from behind you presume, and it's. . . british? upon turning around you're met with the fall figure of commander kiramman, and on instinct you're standing a little straighter.

“c—commander kiramman,” you splutter out. “i’m, uh, i’m okay.” looking down you adjust the bags in your arms, just for caitlyn to swoop down and take them in her arms, and within them, the bags no longer look as big as they did in your arms. “thank you, for, em, catching me from falling to my doom.” you let out a light laugh at the end, trying to make light of your embarrassing situation and to ignore that you're flushed, thankful for the cool morning air against the warmth of your sizzling body.

“it's no problem, really. we hate to see a pretty girl get hurt.” the pink woman smiles. oh! that's when it clicks.

“you're vi!” you enthuse, feeling a sense of pride that you were able to remember her name, you knew she seemed familiar. feeling a little silly it didn't click sooner since she's so recognizable.

“i am,” her smile grows. “and you already know caitlyn.”

it feels like a game as you bounce your head from one woman to the other, but now your attention lies on caitlyn. “no more calling me commander kiramman. no need for formalities, you can just call me caitlyn.” she hums, correcting her name for you.

yet your wide eyes stay strained up at her, “but would it not be respectful to call you commander?”

caitlyn’s exterior remains collected, only vi catching the way cait’s eye slightly twitches, your worries for calling her by her correct title is cute and sends a jolt straight to already semi hard cock.

“like i said, no need for that. calling me caitlyn is perfectly respectful. alright, little bird?”

they both refrain from voicing their distaste of your nod at cait’s words.

it's quiet for a moment, the three of you just looking between each other and you realize both of them still have your groceries in their arms. “oh! i can take my groceries now.”

they both look at you like you'd just grown another head from your neck.

“don't be silly. you should've seen how looked trying to carry all of these bags—”

cait cuts vi off, “you looked comically cute.”

a part of you doesn't really know how to take that they thought you looked funny trying to carry your groceries, but at least they thought you were cute. “i normally don't have that many bags,” that was something they already knew. “but today they had some great deals i couldn't pass up on.” oh, gee, they wonder who tipped off the owner to have such deals.

“well that's great, dear. but what we're trying to get at is that, we want to assist you with your groceries.” caitlyn clarifies, eyes flickering down to her girlfriend.

“so, we’ll carry them. keeping you from stumbling by trying to balance it all in your arms. and you show us the way to your place.” vi finishes, although they already knew the route to your home with their eyes closed.

this isn't something that you'd agree to, but it's vi and commander kiramman, or caitlyn, and that automatically makes you trust them. agreeing to their offering and placing yourself ahead, beginning to walk your way home, and they follow, missing the way they wickedly smile at each as they just perfectly wormed their way into your life.

‣ since meeting you they've become even further unhinged. while caitlyn has duties that distract her from her habits of watching you, vi has complete free will to watch you whenever she'd like. her favorite is when cait is working late, instead of being alone at the estate, she’ll take post at a spot close to you place, to her it's the perfect spot, having a view into your home, able to see as you go from room to room, even your bedroom. both you and her are thankful that your windows don't really point anywhere, so you're comfortable enough to keep you blinds open most of the time and vi is able to watch as you leisure around, cook, clean, when you're fresh from a shower, still damp and drying off your body with your towel. she's seen it all, she's seen you all, in your most vulnerable state when you touch yourself, fingers trailing between your pretty thighs to play with your cunt. vi wishes she could hear the gasp, whines, and moans of pleasure that fall from your lips, but right now the best she can do is capture pictures.

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‣ they're both desperate for you, the run ins, pictures, files, watching you isn't getting them what they need. but they both know that it isn't time to act just yet. so, cait request for vi to break into your home one night, a night they know you'll be out with some friends, to steal a few pairs of your panties. something small that'll take the edge off for a little while. luckily it had been a warm few days and a window in your bedroom was cracked, so vi welcomed herself in as she slid the window open wider so she could slip in. already having the layout of your bedroom memorized as she makes her way to your dresser, opening the first drawer to behold where you keep your socks, bras, and panties. she diligently scours through the stacks of panties, making sure to keep them all nice and tidy as you had them, picking out a few pairs that she and cait would like, mostly cotton, until she got to the bottom of the stacks where you kept your lace panties. she can only imagine that you got them for her and cait to look all pretty when they finally take you. there's a pretty lavender pair, it makes her wet thinking about you wearing them. vi brings them up to her nose, eyes rolling back as she sniffs the fabric, you've worn them before she can tell, they smell of you and your detergent. feeling a high, she promptly stuffs the various pairs of panties in her pockets and exits her way from your bedroom, leaving everything as it was when she came in. caitlyn and her will make great use of them.

and just a few days later cait gets a call from you, the exchange of numbers occurring that morning they helped you with your groceries. “what is it, darling. tell me.”

“it’s—” you pause, rethinking if you should've even called. “it's embarrassing, but i’m scared.” you whisper.

“i ensure you i’ve heard my fair share of things while on the job.”

“promise you won't laugh or call me crazy?”

“i promise.”

you sigh, gathering courage. “i have a stalker, or stalkers. i really don't know but they refer to themselves as 'us' and 'we' a lot.”

caitlyn leans back in her office chair, “oh, darling. i’m sorry to hear that.” faux concern is ridden in her tone. “have they been doing anything to you?” she already knows the answer to that, this is normally the time she'd take out her note pad and pen to make note of the report, but there's no need for that.

“yes. i feel foolish to not think much of it at first, i thought it would just fizzle out over time. but the notes, the gifts, they've gotten odder. and now—” you stop yourself.

“and now?”

you bite your lip, your heartbeat beats rapidly in your chest, it's loud bangs rattling throughout your body. “i think they've taken some of my panties.” you whisper that also, embarrassed to have to admit that.

caitlyn smirks against the phone. oh, you have no idea.

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afab for all links ! disclaimer im poc, but only could find these links. if you have better accounts send it to me via ask box. (nsfw) highly requested and includes both sub and dom afab reader. warnings aren't listed. proceed at your own accord.

choso

link - fuckng choso during movie nigh | sub choso link - choso fucks your tits in bed link - cums on your tits link - giving choso a hj after a bad day | sub choso link - eating you out

sukuna

link - sukuna 'going easy' on you link - in his domain link - "takin it real deep, huh?" link - " you can take it" link - " spoiled girl.." link - "you can take more than that, human"

gojo

link / link - riding gojo link - "you're on birth control, right?" link - "long day at work satoru?" | sub gojo link - "pls let me have it baby" | sub gojo link - " sweet boy" | sub gojo link - someone's house party!

suguru

link - pus eating link - guided pussy eating link - "ya feel me ma?" link - tit sucking link - lazy link - make it quick

toji

link - ride ! link - "lose the attitude." link - early morning? link - breakfast in bed link - tease ! link - ones enough!

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Wheels On The Bus 

A/n: This was really fun to write! I hope you guys enjoy!

Word count: 2.3k

Summary: In which Sukuna decides to have some fun on the bus much to your dismay 

Warnings: Slight dub-con, fingering, vouyerism, public, over stimulation

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tapes

ran haitani x fem!reader ft sanzu haruchiyo

ran 'accidentally' sends your sex tape to haruchiyo.

tags: accidental voyeurism, sex tapes, dirty talk, oral, implied threesome, finger sucking

word count: 2k

Ding.

Haruchiyo looks over at his dimly lit phone illuminating the corner of his bedroom. Laziness over takes him as he contemplates whether or not he should get out of bed to grab it or not. Looks like laziness won, his muscles relaxed against his bed, eyes closing ready to fall into slumber till a thought crosses his mind.

What if it's Mikey?

Haruchiyo shoots up from the bed to grab his phone, opening his messages ready to prepare himself for whatever Mikey might be sending him. But there wasn't a message from Mikey. No, instead a message from Ran fucking Haitani. Annoyance flows his veins. On a normal night, he would've ignored his message because he has better shit to do than text Ran. But for some reason, something possesses him to open the message.

He's met with a video. Which is odd. Him and Ran barely text, but when they do, it's short messages. Short and very dry messages. So obviously this peaked his interest. Clicking on the video was probably the best and worst mistake of his life. Best because, free home-made porn right? Worst because it's with you. 

You were laying stomach flat on the bed, fully closed with a pen between your teeth. Haruchiyo raised his brow confused, hoping this isn't some shitty stepbro type acting porn. You turn to face the phone, eyes shifting from directly to the camera, then gaze moving upwards, presumably to the man behind the phone. "...Why are you filming me?" Face shifting into a smile, removing the pen from your mouth. "Ran, am I in trouble?" 

"Nah."

You blink, face shifting into a frown, "Sooo, why are you filming me? Wait! Are you making a sex tape?" Ran's silence speaks volumes. "Oh, my god. You're such a perv!" You laugh and grab the nearest pillow and throw it at the phone. Ran laughs and drops the phone on the bed. Haruchiyo shifts on his bed, finger tapping the screen, revealing there's another 8 minutes left. 

"Ran, this is crazy. A tape?" You giggle as Ran leaves kisses all over your neck. Bringing your arms around his neck you pull him closer and tilt your head to the side. Soft moans escaping your lips. 

"C'mon, please? Don't you ever wanna seee yourself from my point of view?" Ran says against your skin, lips travelling upwards to your earlobes. "Please baby?" You groan and pull his face out to face you. Staring into his deep violet hues, you bite your lip and scan over his entire face.

"Okay, fine. Get the phone."

Ran quickly grabs the phone and sets it on the bedframe, pointing down at the bed, both your bodies on full display. Ran spreads your legs apart, slotting his body between you, hovering over your face, he cups your chin and nudges your nose with his own, tilting your face into the perfect position and slots his lips agaisnt yours. You move to sit on your elbows, one hand reaching behind Ran's soft purple hair, lacing your fingers in his scalp.

"Did you bring the condoms?" You ask, biting his bottom lip, tugging on it until he reels his head back far enough for it to recoil back into position.

"Nah, I don't have any." Ran shifts on the bed, sitting on his knees, "you want me to go get some or--" You quickly grab his hand to stop him from leaving, shaking your head.

"No.. it's fine." You place your arms around his shoulders, sending him a suggestive look, leaning in to kiss him, "want to do it raw?"

Haruchiyo gulps , he feels like he should not be seeing this right now, but for some reason he can't stop watching. Did Ran mean to send him this? It seems like a very personal moment between the two of you. By the time Haruchiyo looks back down, the two of you are back to making out, except you're only in your bra and Ran's shirt is off. Ran slips hand inside your pants, fingers instantly finding your clit, rubbing soft circles and watching pleased as your back arches and hips stutter. "Fuck, Ran please." You moan against his lips, dragging his face back down to kiss him sloppily. 

Ran's thumb rubs your nub while sticking two fingers inside you, pumping his long fingers in and out until you're left nothing but heavy breaths and moans. "You gonna cum baby? Hm?" Ran whispers against your lips, eyes scanning your pretty features watching your brows knit together, eyes squeezing shut as his fingers bring you to your first orgasm. 

"I'm go-gonna shit-" Your back arches off the bed, hand gripping the sheets as your hips buck up and you cum all over his two fingers. Ran brings his fingers out and stuffs them in your mouth, eyeing your tongue as it darts out to lap up your slick.

"So slutty." Haruchiyo says, looking down at the buldge in his pants. No.. I can't do that. Y/N is my friend..... I can't look at her that way....

"I want you to fill me with your seed, then fuck it back into me, Ran."

Yeah fuck morals. Haruchiyo reaches inside his pants, cupping his erection, wishing the sensation he was feeling you instead.

"You got a filthy fuckin' mouth, y'know that?" Ran places his hand around your throat, applying slight pressure, not enough to hurt you. He reaches down and unbuttons his jeans and uses the grip on your throat to bring you down to your knees. You bite your lip as he pulls his jeans down and you're already reaching out to grab his cock from his boxers when he slaps your hand away. "So impatient, calm down."

You huff and sit back on the bed, frowning impatiently as he purposefully slows down his actions just to piss you off even more. "Ran, hurry up or I'll bite it off." 

"Shut up." Ran reaches past you, grabbing the phone and pointing it towards you. Haruchiyo quickly removes his cock from his briefs, palming his length as he watches you lean forward and lick Ran's tip. "Fuck........." he exhales as he rubs his thumb across his tip.

Your tongue swirls against the tip, teasing the pre cum that's forming on his tip. Closing your lips around the tip, you suck hard. Ran inhales sharply, hand gripping your hair making you wince and glare daggers into the camera. Ran sends you a wink that Haruchiyo can't see and gently pushes your head forward, his cock hitting the back of your throat. "Yeah, just like that." 

Your tongue licks up his shaft as you bob your head, your spare hand reaching up to his hand on your head and pushing on it, indicating Ran should fuck your face. "You want me to fuck your face? Hm?" You nod, moaning around his length, eyes squeezing shut when he begins thrusting inside your mouth, choking loud. You leave his cock slick with your spit when you slide back up. 

You hollow your cheeks, bobbing your head faster as you use your fingers to tickle his balls, impressed with yourself when you hear Ran's heavy breaths. "Shit-- keep going, just like that baby." You nod, speed increasing until Ran pulls you off.

"Wha- why did you-" You're cut off when Ran pushes lightly on your shoulder, guiding you flat on the bed.

Your gaze lands on his fingers as they rake themselves up and down your spread thighs, fingernails indenting cresents into your flesh. "Take these off." You happily obey, sitting up breifly, pulling the panties down to your ankles then kicking them off. Laying back down, you bite your lip, looking at Ran beneath your lashes as he rubs his tip along your folds. "Wait, nah, actually turn around."

You sit back up, getting on all fours and pushing your ass against his erection impatiently. "Ran, hurry uppppp."

"Just wait-" Ran places the phone down on the bed, placing one hand on your hip, the other hand on the base of his cock to ease himself inside of you. You moan and Haruchiyo swears it's music to his ears. Beating his cock faster as he listens to your whines and moans. 

"Pick up the fucking phone." Haruchiyo grunts, closing his eyes to imagine you getting fucked since Ran is too selfish to pick up the goddamn phone. Haruchiyo throws his head back as he listens to your pleas and begs as Ran slams his hips against your own. The clapping sound resonating through the phone as well as Ran's breathy grunts. By the time Haruchiyo looks back at the phone, he sees how pale your hands are from fisting the sheets as your body gets rocked forward.

"Keep your hips up," Ran laughs sadisticallly, watching you struggle to keep yourself up.

"I- I can't." You cry, your current tone completely contrasting your confident demeanour not even two minutes ago. Haruchiyo thinks you look beautiful like this. In fact, his breath hitches when you turn back and look at the camera, eyes glossy from the tears pooling around your eyes. You stay quiet for a while, burying your face deep into the pillow as Ran fucks you. Eventually, Ran takes pity on you and slows down his pace but keeps the thrusts just as brutal. Your eyebrows soften for a second before twisting again when Ran speeds up his thrusts. "Shit!" You cry out, reaching behind you grab his hands to attempt to slow him down.

Ran pauses upon feeling your hands, "Hm?" 

"Just give me a minute--" You swallow, panting hard as you try to give yourself a breather. Ran stills inside of you, tossing the phone on the bed and Haruchiyo groans out loud, pissed off that he can't even see anything anymore. He gets impatient and skips the video that's currently 5 minutes in to around 7 minutes, and sees the camera still hasn't been picked up.

"Ran, keep going," you whisper softly as Ran kisses your neck, fingers digging into the flesh of his back as he pushes himself in deeper.

"Fuck, fuck fuck, I'm gonna cum-"

"Inside me please." You beg breathlessly chanting his name out on repeat. You can feel him throb inside you, indicating he's so close to his release. "Please keep going, please, don’t stop, please, keep, so, close.” you sing as you get closer to your release and then the coil snaps and heat is exploding through your stomach, and into your throat where you cry out his name. He continues to thrust into you and rub against your clit until your legs are twitching with the stimulation.

Couple more seconds later then his hips start to break down and he groans loudly as his hot cum fills inside you. You watch through half lidded eyes as his face releases in pleasure, head tipping backwards. 

Haruchiyo is about to close out of the video when he hears the camera shuffle and quickly looks at his phone. The camera is filled with Ran's seed dripping out of your pussy and onto your plush thighs then down to the sheets."You still want me to fuck it back into baby?" Ran asks, dipping his fingers inside your cum filled hole. You pull his fingers out, examaning his cum on the tip of his fingers and stuff them into your mouth. 

Ran and Haruchiyo both watch with wide eyes as you lick his fingers clean, popping his fingers out your mouth and smiling, "Does that answer your question?"

The video ends and Haruchiyo has never sat up faster in his life. "That's it?!" Haruchiyo closes out of the video and refreshes his conversation with Ran. "Where's the rest?" Haruchiyo starts typing.

1:23AM | Haruchiyo: wheres part 2?

1:34AM | Ran: at yours whenever you're free

1:36AM | Haruchiyo: stop fucking with me

1:37AM | Ran: its Y/N typing btw ran told me to send this to u

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ twitter links ft, jujutsu kaisen men

warnings. porn porn porn, mdni

୨୧. satoru gojo

satoru kept begging you to try anal until you gave in

satoru has a fixation on your tits

satoru is absolutely ravenous when it comes to your pussy

୨୧. suguru geto

giving him a handjob while he plays with your titties

backshots with suguru

you can’t help but beg for more

୨୧. kento nanami

playing with your pussy after seeing how needy you were

handjobs with nanami <3

he’ll always eat you out before sex, what a gentleman!

୨୧. toji fushiguro

fucking you in the backseat

playing with your ass while you ride his cock

he’s obsessed with anal

୨୧. ryomen sukuna

he fucks you so rough and mean :(

holding your waist while he fucks your how he wants

he’s so much bigger than you

୨୧. choso kamo

he loves it when you ride his face

making him cum without even touching your pussy

rutting into you in his car after he got so needy

Hi, I hope you're having a nice day! Congrats on 500 btw, can I request the “Can we finally go to that place I was talking about?” / “I’m busy.” / “Yeah… you always are.” Angst/Fluff prompt if its okay? Could have childe in there ahem ahem... childe simp right here, but the others (If you want it multiple characters, its up to you) (IM SORRY IF IM AWKWARD THIS IS THE FIRST TIME IVE DONE THIS)

Maybe Next Time

Childe x Insecure!GN!Reader (Modern AU)

Summary: For the past month, you had tried to plan something for you and Childe to do together, but he's busy, as always. You were hurt that he wasn't giving even just a portion of his time for you. Too scared to confront him, you just chose to find solace in another person.

(Also, Childe fighting hard for your attention after, hehehe ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ)

Prompt: "Can we finally go to that place I was talking about?" / "I'm busy." / "Yeah... you always are."

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You looked at the face of your lover sitting on your bed, his expression serious as his eyes were glued to his laptop screen.

"Sooo... When will you be free?" You asked him, hoping that this time, you'll finally be able to spend time with him outside of your home. Childe sighs as he stops typing to look at you.

"Not for another month." You visibly frowned at his answer.

'You said that last month...' That was what circled in your mind, but it was something that you refused to say to him, scared that it may do more harm than good.

"Maybe on your day-off... we could finally go to that place I was talking about...?" You discreetly suggested, his eyes missing the hopeful gleam of your own. The man beside you looked back at hos laptop screen.

"Sorry, I've been so tired lately, I'm not getting enough sleep... But maybe, if I have the energy." Well, at least it was a maybe and not a no. You lied down, getting comfortable in your shared bed as the thick blanket covered your body.

"You should get some rest too, Childe." You said to him, but he didn't answer. "Night..." You whispered to the air, knowing he wouldn't answer you anymore.

...

"What about tomorrow? You said that a lot have finally been off your shoulders since last month." You tried again, you always kept trying.

Too bad you always seem to fail.

"What...?" The ginger had questioned you, unsure of what you're trying to suggest.

"...The amusement park I was talking about, I thought maybe we could go tomorrow?" You finally clarified, hoping that he'll finally say yes.

As you were both sitting on the couch, his work papers in his hands again, "Uh-huh." Your eyes lit up at what he said.

"So we'll go, what time do you want to go?" You asked in excitement, clapping a bit.

"Okay..." Your eyebrows knit together in confusion, but seeing that his eyes have not even left the paper in his hand, you can only sigh.

"Childe?" You called for him, and the man finally looked at you. "Are you listening to me?" You feel hurt as you look at his speechless expression, knowing full well that he didn't listen.

"Oh... Uhh, amusement park, right?" Childe had scratched the back of his head in nervousness. "Can't really go right now, there's a new project coming up for our department and..." He trailed off, smiling apologetically. "I'll be very busy again."

You just smiled at him, despite your hopes being crushed again, you understand, he needs to work hard for both of you... maybe that's why you're scared to confront him about how you really feel for the past months.

You just nodded, standing up to head to your bedroom. As you walked up the stairs, there was something you wanted to say so badly.

"Yeah... you're always busy..."

"Something on your mind?" You hear Zhongli deep voice behind you, as you looked around the amusement park that you've been wanting to go to for so long.

You looked back at him, smiling as he offered you one of the two ice creams he bought for both of you before taking it with a thank you. "Nothing in particular, just looking around." That was a lie and you knew that within yourself.

You had so much fun! Going on rides that made even the ever so composed man with you scream in absolute horror, eating the tastiest and probably the most unhealthy food ever, winning small prizes like the hat with kitty ears you're wearing right now and even a little fluffy puppy keychain... yeah, you two weren't that good with the games, but it was still a lot of fun!

You just wished that you could actually share such a happy moment with your boyfriend, yet he's probably busy drowning himself in work, as always.

Zhongli was a nice company, a good person to be around with. But the man with you right now is just so undeniably different from the man you wanted to be here with you right now.

"Well, what do you want to do next?" You asked him as both of you started walking around, looking for other stuff to do.

You hear the man beside you chuckle. "Despite my distaste for very crowed places such as these, you've shown me such a good time tonight, Y/N. Thank you." Zhongli had told you, sounding very genuine and thankful.

You giggled, "No problem, Zhongli. I had a great time to! Even more than I thought I would." As you said that, your ears perked up as you heard a faint yell of someone... someone that seemed like they were calling out your name.

You looked around, as did the man with you, he did also hear someone call for you. Just then, you see a man with familiar orange hair run up to you the moment his eyes landed on your figure.

"Y/N!" You look at the direction of where the yell came from...

"Childe...?" Your lover had smiled at you after he had reached your point. "What... what are you doing here?" You asked, in somewhat disbelief and excitement.

He pouted at you, "I just saw your text to me today, you said you'll be here. Is there something wrong with me wanting to join you?" He had asked in a jokingly pained voice, making you laugh. As Childe's eyes landed on the man beside you, however, his smile tightens. "You know, cause I'm your boyfriend and all."

"You're off work early tonight. What happened?" You asked him, concerned a bit. His hand landing on your head, ruffling your hair slightly.

"Just asked to leave early today, I thought that maybe I could join you. Need a little bit of a break to be honest." Childe had answered, making your heart leap in happiness.

Your smile widened, he's finally getting a bit more time off, to spend time with you. It made you really happy.

"Let's go see what other stuff we can do!" You said excitedly, making Childe chucklem

Zhongli knew exactly what the younger man in front of him was on about, yet his expression stayed composed. He must say that he is a bit amused, your boyfriend only coming here once he found out that your hanging out with another man.

Throughout the entire day, you would briefly bring up Childe everytime you two would do something that reminded you of him.

"Oh, Childe would hate this ride. If he's too dizzy he's gonna puke."

"Childe really likes curly fries, extra spicy. Sometimes, even the smell would make me cry." That's what you said whilst you two were in line for snacks.

"Childe's really bad at shooting. Once, we had a bet that whoever could throw a dart closest to bullseye can make the loser do whatever they want. He didn't even hit the board." You laughed as you told him that story.

As you two were eating, you told him a bit about your troubles too, the whole not being able to tell your lover that you wanted a bit more of his time, because you're scared that he think you're too clingy or insensitive when he's already flooded by work.

Zhongli felt amused about everything, as you were leading them to another mini game, he felt Childe's attitude so soft and warm towards you, but so murderously looking at the man behind both of you.

"Hey, I wanna play that!" You exclaimed, the two men looked at what you're pointing at, seeing a game with water guns attached to a table and a target mounted on a wall a few feet away from the water guns.

"Come on!" You grabbed them both by the wrists, jogging up to the stand. As you were about to ask the person behind the table for a go, you feel Childe's hand on your shoulder.

"How about a friendly competition between me and your friend over there?" Childe tilted his head to the brown haired man, who just smiles at you as you looked back at him.

You look at your boyfriend confused. "But... you're not good at aiming."

Zhongli had to keep his laugh in when you said that.

"It's fine, love. I'm still gonna kick his ass." You raised an eyebrow at him, unamused.

"If you say so." You look at Zhongli again. "What do you say, Zhongli?"

The man walks closer to both of you, "I'll try my best."

...

As it turns out, "Zhongli's best" is another term for "winning everytime". At their fourteenth round, with the worker just absolutely done with them, Childe had to finally throw in the towel.

"Y/N, you can choose anything from the prizes I won." Zhongli showed you an entire bag of stuffed animals he go from winning all those rounds.

As Childe was grumbling behind you, you pick up a little brown dragon, golden spikes decorating its form. "Aww, I want this one! Reminds me of you." You said to him, bringing the stuffed dragon to your chest.

"Oh please, it looks like a turd with gold flakes." Childe had dissed the cute dragon, making you slap his shoulder with the stuffed toy.

"He does not!"

The ginger laughed, taking your hand in his, "Fine, come on, let's get you something that reminds you of me." You nodded smiling, scouting out for another game to play.

Meanwhile, Childe had slipped beside the brown-haired man. "Just so you know, I was just going easy on you."

Zhongli took a whale plushie out of his bag of stuffed toys, offering it to the man beside him. "Between you and me, I don't think you'll be winning anything for Y/N with all the rigged games in this place."

Childe was just about to spit back an insult when you called out for him. "Childe! Let's go over there. There's a whole line of games."

And true to the older man's words, Childe did not win anything. After that, you went on more rides!

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You were buzzing with happiness on your drive back, the dragon plushie and the whale plushie on your lap as Childe drove back home.

Oh yeah, the whale plushie... Zhongli gave it to you and said that Childe had won it while you weren't looking, ignoring the death glare of the ginger behind you.

"I really had fun today, especially after you showed up." You looked at him smiling, despite his eyes fixed on the road.

He smiled as well, "Yeah... me too. I'd go with you sooner if I knew that it would be so nice." You sighed in content, melting into your seat and closing your eyes. "It made me realize something too." Your ears perk up at that.

"We hadn't done something like that in such a long time, have we?" Childe asked, his voice seemed to turn a bit sad. You just nodded, him seeing your gesture on his peripherals.

"You've been busy..."

"I know." Your lover sighs deeply. "Today made me realize that... it wouldn't hurt to just share my workload with my co-workers, so I could..." He drifted off, hoping that you would get what he's saying.

"Spend more time with me?" You guessed, eyes glimmering at what he just said. His smile widened, nodding at your question.

"...Thank you." You leaned to him a little, kissing his cheek, before sitting back properly.

Childe can't believe that he might have to thank that old man you called a friend.

"Y/N told me a lot about you." Zhongli said whilst you were away getting some cotton candy.

Childe didn't answer, just looking at your figure near the cotton candy stand, looking in awe as the worker forms the rainbow cotton candy into the shape of a flower.

"They said you're a very busy person, never had time to go with them here." Zhongli wasn't really trying to make conversation, just trying to make the younger man understand what you felt, since you were too insecure to tell him yourself. "That's why they invited me."

Childe will just let that be his little secret. Like he's gonna let another man one up him in your heart.

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So this is more just fluff rather than angst to fluff, but I hope you liked it. Plus, I really liked writing jealous Tartaglia, hehehe. Thank you for requesting!!!

Also don't worry, clxevr you weren't awkward, you're cute uwu~

Strangers on a Train (Geto Suguru x Reader)

Contains: cnc, groping, 'strangers', public sex, fingering, forced flashing, 'cheating', cum eating, size difference, reader being manhandled.

I'm not quite sure what made me write this other than my attempt at writing consensual non consent. The idea of someone (specifically Geto) wanting to go along with reader's fantasy of groping in public is just so hot to me. Wrote most of this in one sitting, the end was a bit of a mess though, hopefully its enjoyable! Hopefully the end is obvious enough that you can tell it was Geto the whole time. As always, reblog/comment if you enjoy! I love you all!

For a Saturday morning, the metro was a lot busier than you had anticipated. You weren't expecting too much of a crowd, but as you stepped into your usual car you were almost overwhelmed by the amount of people.

You hoped the ride would have had some bench space, as you weren't dressed for standing in a crowd. Today's plans involved a beach date with your loving boyfriend, Suguru Geto. Unfortunately you had to take a 30 minute train ride to get to the beach you were meeting him at. Your clothes little more than a cover up for the swimsuit you wore instead of underwear, and the main cover you wore being the fishnet stockings covering your legs.

Moving against the crowd a bit you planted yourself near the back exit of the train car. There weren't any seats available so you found yourself standing. Not quite against the wall, as a large man with a hat, glasses, and a bored look on his face leaned against the wall looking at the phone in his hands.

You payed the stranger no mind. There was only one stop between you and your fun beach date, maybe a seat would clear up by then.

As the train lurched forward you reached a hand up to grab the rail above your head for balance. You felt your phone vibrate against your skin. Pulling it out of the waistband of your short skirt you saw a new message from your boyfriend.

Waiting for you ♡ it read. You smiled to yourself, he was always thinking of you. Lowering your hand from the bar to text back, you weren't ready when the train jostled a little. Nothing to be alarmed about, but enough to push you into the tall man in front of you.

Your face crushing into his chest, arms reaching for support and grasping his biceps.

"I'm so sorry," you whispered, not wanting to draw any attention to yourself. You felt your face flush with embarrassment.

Before you could straighten yourself, you felt a large hand on your hip steadying you. The grip was tight, unexpected. You were too nervous to look up at him so you brought a hand to rest on top of his before pushing it away. The fingers drug down your leg across the fishnet material before returning to his own side.

Nervously you placed your phone back into the waistband and smoothed out your short skirt. His large hand had made you more anxious about your clothing choice. You weren't small in any sense of the word, but the way his hand had engulfed your hip made you blush from more than just embarrassment.

As you stood, you tried to pay more attention to your surroundings and less to the body in front of you. Glancing around you noted that the car was full mostly of people that looked like they were on their way to work. A sea of mostly men in suits.

You suddenly felt another brush against your thigh, making you almost jump out of your skin. Quickly looking down you saw the man's knee bent and gently pressing in between your plush thighs. You pressed your thighs closer together, but as you did he removed his knee. He continued to stand there as if nothing had happened.

You noted his clothing, the board shorts and tropical print shirt a contrast to those around you. Not unlike yourself. However upon looking up to note his facial features, you noticed a black face mask. The rest of his face was mostly obscured by a hat, his long black hair pulled up under it.

It was probably an accident anyway, you were both just standing on a moving train. Still the feeling of his skin rubbing against your partly clothed thighs gave you a feeling in your guts you didn't want to label.

You moved to step back a little, to create some more space between the two of you. Unfortunately you happened to step on the back of someones foot.

"Watch it!" a voice harshly whispered before elbowing you in the back. The jab you weren't expecting causing you to once again fall into the large stranger's chest.

This time, both of his hands came to rest on your hips, pressing your body tightly against his own.

Trying to keep your sound of shock in, you bit your lip as you wiggled against his grip.

He held you tighter against his noticeably sturdy body. You could feel his musculature through the thin shirt he wore.

Suddenly you felt him lifting you off of the ground and switching your spots. He sat you down as swiftly as he'd lifted you. The strength it must have taken to move you so quickly and gently had you too stunned to speak.

"Now that you're against something solid maybe you'll be less clumsy," the man's quiet voice whispered in your ear. His hands gripped your hips tighter before falling away. One coming up to the rail above your head, he leaned slightly into your space as he stood.

You looked down and leaned back, pressing into the wall trying to disappear. This whole situation was embarrassing! It was also very shameful for you, as the feeling of being manhandled in such a way lit a fire in your guts that was reserved for you darling Suguru.

Crossing your arms across your stomach in an attempt to hide yourself further, you silently willed the train to travel faster.

After a few moments of nothing strange happening you relaxed a bit. Checking your phone again you saw that you only had about twenty minutes left on this ride.

While you were looking at your phone, you didn't notice the arm above you coming to rest against the wall above your shoulder. What you did notice, however, was his other hand. It pressed lightly into your hip and slowly slid up to rest against the side of your breast.

You froze, looking up and noticing how caged in you were. You met his eyes for the first time and the heat in them made your blood run cold.

Without breaking eye contact, the stranger's hand squeezed your breast through your shirt. The thin material of your button up and swimsuit top leaving little in the way of protection against his hands kneading your soft flesh.

Leaning into you more, the hand undid a few more of the buttons on your shirt before slipping inside and cupping the skin directly. You gasped, shaking your head at the stranger.

"Please don't do this," you whispered, begging to keep your decency.

The hand inside your shirt yanked at the swimsuit top, exposing your breasts to him. He was so close to you that you doubted anyone else could see, but the thought still made your guts burn with a hot mix of shame and desire.

"Shhh," is the only response he gives you before twisting one of your nipples between his fingertips. The sensitive nub hardening at the attention.

You bit down on your lip trying hard to keep quiet and not draw attention to yourself. It felt so good and you hated it, one hand coming up to hold the arm near your face and the other coming to your lips.

His knee again nudged your legs open, this time you let him. Your plush legs parting without resistance. The sensation of his knee sliding up your thighs made you squirm. Not too much though, as you were exposed and the only thing keeping you from flashing the train was his large frame.

The hand fondling you breast squeezed harder before moving to play with the neglected nipple. A moan threatened to escape your lips but you swallowed it down like a bitter pill. Like the realization that you were enjoying being groped by a stranger.

The knee in between your thighs finally pressed against your pussy, and you knew it was unlikely he wouldn't notice how wet you were. The thrill of being caught and being forced into this situation was uncomfortably arousing.

The train lurched again, slowing to a stop. The man stepped even closer to you, shielding you even more from potential view and preventing you from escaping even if you wanted to.

Only one more stop til you met with your sweet boyfriend.

You buried your face into the chest now directly in front of you, shamefully hiding your exposed form. As you felt the train fully stop and heard the doors open, you felt the knee against your pussy grind up into you. You forced a cough from your throat in an attempt to cover up the moan escaping your lips.

The pressure the man was putting on your pussy had you clenching around nothing, barely daring to grind your hips down. The hand on your chest squeezed again before moving away, leaving you to feel you nipples rub up against his shirt. Your over sensitive body shivering at the contact.

His large hand lifted to pat your head, pressing your face into his pecks. The gentleness unexpected. You heard a muffled voice but couldn't quite make it out.

"Oh she's okay, trains make her feel ill. I'm just trying to comfort her," the smooth voice of the man trapping you against the wall said. You nodded against his chest, an affirmation to anyone watching. You knew you didn't want to meet anyone's eyes right now.

You'd assumed the person inquiring about you had left or turned away because the hand on your head slid down to your ass. Despite wearing a skirt, fishnets, and swimsuit bottoms, the grip his hand had on your ass was definitely enough to bruise. He forced you down on his knee. You could feel the bottoms you wore wetting his skin.

You pushed at the man's chest weakly, not strong enough to remove him, but more like an attempt at showing him you didn't want this.

The hand on your ass moved, making you think for a moment that this was all over as his knee also slid out from between your legs. You sighed, attempting to move back but you were just pushed more into the wall.

Instead of looking up to meat the eyes of the man groping you, you glanced around again. No one was looking in your direction, but plenty of people were around you.

Your moment of reprieve was short lived as his hands switched places. The hand by your shoulder dropping to your hip while the other moved up next to your head against the wall. The angle and position change, though slight, now cornered you even more.

The hand on your hip slid down, rubbing circles into your fishnet-clad thighs. His fingers traced the hem of your skirt before slipping up under the thin material and moving toward your soaked pussy.

Your hand again shot up to cover your mouth as the thick fingers slipped your bottoms to the side and slid in through the holes in your fishnets to caress your folds gently. His finger circling your clit gently before pinching at the sensitive bud.

Choking on a moan, you again coughed, burying you head in his chest and clutching the bicep near your head. You were glad you'd braced yourself as you felt his finger slip down and stroke at your tight hole. Swirling around your juices a little before it began pressing into you, it was an easy fit considering how wet you were.

With how easy the first on slid in, he quickly added another alongside it and you felt yourself stretch on the thick digits. He wasn't thrusting much, but crooking his fingers to rub against the spongy spot inside of you. You felt your legs quiver, the pleasure too much. You bit hard into the meat of your palm to keep the noises inside.

"Such a slut, going to squirt on a stranger's hand are you?" he whispered into your ear before resting his chin on top of your head. The height difference and his ability to fully engulf you while still having his fingers buried inside of you turned you on even more than his words.

The train hit another bump, forcing his fingers deeper into your pussy. You felt tears prick your eyes at the overwhelming feeling. Being stretched open in front of a crowd by a sexy stranger. And he was right, you were close to climax already. It's as if he knew exactly where to touch you.

You felt his thumb swirl around your clit as the two other fingers sharply thrust up into your pussy. The added pleasure made your legs almost give out, you were thankful for his large frame hiding your trembling body.

You could feel your pussy clenching around his fingers. So close to climax.

The thought of your sweet Suguru waiting for you entered your mind, at the same time his thumb pressed harshly into your clit as his fingers sped up.

Turning your head, you bit into the stranger's arm to keep quiet. You felt more than heard him groan. You were too distracted by the cum gushing into his hand as you finally finished to care. The hot wet feeling of orgasm flooding your whole body as you squeezed his hand between your legs.

He rubbed a few more circles around your sensitive clit before his hand slid out from your bottoms. He was careful not to get any on your skirt, and you were thankful for that. Bringing his hand up between the two of you he pressed his soaked fingers against your lips. You opened your mouth without much resistance and quickly sucked your own release from his fingers.

You felt dizzy, but took your hands off of him to button your shirt back up. He didn't interrupt you at all. Now fully covered, you leaned away from him and against the wall, sighing as you noticed the train slowing again.

That was simultaneously the longest and fastest thirty minutes of your life.

Adjusting your skirt and making sure you were no longer exposed you stepped away from the stranger as the train fully stopped. You felt him turn behind you, following. But you paid him no mind.

Stepping outside the train car and walking a few steps away you stood, waiting.

An arm wrapped itself around your shoulder, before you could look up you felt a kiss pressed into the crown of your head followed by a hat being placed on you.

Turning to look you saw your sweet boyfriend, Suguru Geto, reading glasses perched on his nose and a black face mask dangling from his ear. You leaned into his large, sturdy frame. Face rubbing against the thin material of his tropical print shirt.

"Hopefully the ride was to your liking, sweetheart. We have a long day at the beach ahead of us!" he winked at you before whisking you off the platform and out into the sun.