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msbyslilbimbo · 11 days

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Crawling from my cave to say yuuta would be such a creepy roommate, jerking himself while you sing in the shower, stealing your socks while you’re gone to cum in them, tickling you even though you scream and beg him to stop, never respecting your boundaries but he’s so good at manipulating you that you don’t leave <3

#he’s so silly I love him #yuuta okkotsu #yuuta okkotsu smut #yuuta okkotsu x reader #yuuta okkotsu x reader smut #yuuta okkotsu imagine

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msbyslilbimbo · 2 months

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toji is a mean ler, i just know it 💔💔

HES SO MEAAAAAAAN >:(

toji the type of ler to walk up to you while youre sitting down somewhere, towering over you, lift your arm up in his beefy hand and just tickle you until you cry just bc he wanted to :(((

#toji fushiguro #toji fushiguro smut #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x reader smut #toji fushiguro imagine

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msbyslilbimbo · 2 months

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m gonna whinnneeeeeee

Bully Sukuna is obsessed with your thighs.

Tw. Mention of bullying ofc, cu//ing, blood, cnc.

Bully sukuna! who is obsessed with your thighs

Bully sukuna! who forcefully sits next to you in class just to keep his hand on your thighs and if you think he caresses it oh boy you are wrong. He pinches it , scratches it , makes sure he leaves pretty bruises everyday on your chubby thighs so everybody and especially you know you belong to him

Bully sukuna! who corners you in the crowded corridor just to bunch up your skirt and pinch the hell out of your inner thighs till it bleeds and guess what you know for fact that if you cry loud he will make sure everybody sees him marking your bare thighs. You better nip it up pretty lady.

Bully sukuna! who pushes you in the janitor's closet to make you sit on his lap. Aww you want a kiss? For sure you will get darling but before that let him engrave his name on your thigh with a pretty little b/@de . Well you won't say no, will you dearie?

Bully sukuna! who forces your leg open and start kissing your inner thighs, justttt near your core, taking sniff of your wetness. He's licking your inner thighs. He's spelling something with his tongue. 'S' ,'U','K','U'- He's spelling his name on your thighs.

Bully sukuna! who puts you in a mating press, gathering your thighs together and shoving his huge cock in and using it as a fleshlight. If you are good enough he will reward your thighs with his precious seeds. Don't you want that little dumb baby?

Bully sukuna! who leaves you after all this torture only in one condition, you will have to wear a thigh chain with his initial on your thighs to school everyday. And you will do that gladly right? Babygirl .

•○•○•○•○•REBLOGGING IS APPRECIATED FELLOW KUNA WIFIES •○•○•○•○•

♡♡♡♡ENJOY♡♡♡♡

#he’s so mean and pretty ugh #I wanna wear a chain for him smh #sukuna #sukuna smut #sukuna imagine

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msbyslilbimbo · 2 months

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toji tickles you, bc he knows it’s punishment from him that you’re not used to :/

and he is. cruel. he’s so mean to you about it because it’s a punishment after all, but the way he hooks his thumbs under your arms to tickle you, or ruin your orgasms by scratching blunt nails under your knees is just too much sometimes. sometimes, when he’s eating you out, he lets his tongue roam up to your bellybutton, lapping there hungrily while you shriek and try your hardest not to push his head away or- god forbid- kick him away. if you’re good, he rolls his thumb over the swell of your clit vigorously to make you cum, conditioning you to love what he’s doing like a dumb dog. if you do kick or hit him, or he’s just not feeling nice, he gives you a flurry of raspberries on your tummy while nails skitter over your ribs until it doesn’t even arouse you anymore and all you can focus on is tickling fingers and them not stopping as overstimulation and panic floods your mind and between your legs as you weakly push his head away to no avail.

but today he’s just in a bad mood.

his texts are blunt and short, he’s not using any pet names or even any dirty talk, it’s like you’re talking to a stranger. you pout with every blah text, ultimately before you turn off your phone and ignore the buzzing from your boyfriend.

a few hours pass before toji finally comes home, teeth bared in a snarl as he stalks up to you. in a panic you stand up too, “toji…?”

“why the fuck did ya stop texting me?” he snaps.

a chill shrill’s through your spine, “i… felt like you didn’t want to talk-“

“of course i fuckin’ did,” he says, only to then grab you and hoist you over his shoulder, ignoring your pleads of forgiveness. “only fuckin’ thing gettin’ me through the day, and you have the nerve to ignore me?”

“toji!” you mewl. “please! be nice! im sorry!”

he scoffs as you finally cross the threshold into the bedroom, and he tosses you on the bed and crawls after you to climb. he uses two big hands to hold both of your wrists above your head, and he works himself between your legs, keeping you fairly immobile from the figure between your thighs. “the hell’s being nice ever gotten me?”

you whine as a massive hand comes square on your tummy and scrabbles over the quivering flesh, no build up or anticipation needed before he dives in and just starts tickling.

“n-no!” you choke.

“‘no,’” he mimics right back, voice pitched and face bored. “like hell im gonna listen to you.”

“why!” you wail. “i didn’t even do anythihihing!” your knees nail into his tailbone in an attempt to get away, and you arch your back upwards to try and get some slack in your arms, but all he does is adjust them tauter and flatter against the bed.

“maybe i just wanna be the bad guy, huh?” he grumbles. “maybe i just wanna be the big, mean, evil guy who tickles you because i want to, eh?”

he is mean. you’d been nothing but good and patient all day, keeping up chores and housework so when he comes home it’s pristine, and all he wants to do now is tickle you until you cry.

“i dohohont wanna be tickleddd!” you demand, and he merely gawfs at your audacity.

“hate to tell you princess, don’t fuckin’ care what you want.”

thick fingers pinch at the meat of your hips and dig ferociously into the sides of your tummy, only to skitter back up under your arms where you sob. The sensations are maddening, but the signals in your brain slip when, in your search for freedom, you pant a moan out when he’s hard, hard as a rock nuzzled against your pussy. the rutting sensation feeling so good, you keep going, laughter turning breathy as torment crosses into pleasure. your eyes cross as you twitch, legs wrapping around his hips to keep him closer, albeit your torso still fights him off.

he smirks, “i think you’re full of shit sayin’ you don’t want this.”

it’s a case of a good thing becoming a bad thing, as releases your hands to slip a beefy hand down to your shorts, where he toys with the fabric; one hand tickles under your arms, one working the hem to the side to tickle your sticky pussy lips.

“toji!” you yelp, trying to tighten your legs to get him out of there to no avail. he’s stuck between your legs, and there’s nothing you can do about it but laugh and laugh.

your hands shove at his big shoulders as best as you can, given the tickling under your arms, but you’re convulsing from the overstimulation, tickling being the only thing on your mind as you writhe and plead for him to have mercy.

there’s a heat brewing between your legs as you flail to get away, one that pleads you to stay for the idea of a soul wracking orgasm from him toying with you, the other desperate to get away from the tickles.

he licks his lips, “maybe that’s why I like doin’ this to ya so much,” he says, leaning down and worming his head between your arm and head to whisper in your hypersensitive ears.

“makes me horny watchin’ ya squirm.”

@highdefhoetry 🙈🙈🙈 im sorry this was goofy

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msbyslilbimbo · 2 months

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wanna be dirty with u 💗

Oooo be dirty omg 👀🩷🩷

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msbyslilbimbo · 3 months

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Hi yes good morning I want to be yuki’s lil pillow princess and her big brat thank u 🩷

#she’s so pretty 🥺#and I know she’d take good care of her brats <3 #yuki tsukumo #yuki tsukumo smut #yuki tsukumo imagine

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msbyslilbimbo · 3 months

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breeding kink onmmg sukuna or gojo or toji- man idk all!!!!

NDBDODNDO I WANNA WRITE THEM ALL :((((

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Drooling on the sheets as he fucks himself behind you, your eyes are crossed and your head is spinning from the way his heavy palm is pinning you down. For a moment, you fear he’ll crack your skull like a fucking melon, but nothing can distract you from the way your cunt walls maddeningly squeeze and clench around his member.

Sukuna’s never gentle. There’s not a phrase to describe his sexual acts, other than raw and animalistic, or dominant and cruel. He’s got your head and body pinned by him, back arched sharply and body draped over yours. How long have you been going at it? Under his body and hands that grope and roam the planes of your skin?

Long enough where your mounted doggy style has crumbled to your ass being in the air and face shoved into the mattress. Your body trembles as the ropes of sticky cum dribble down your gummy walls, aching for more of them.

You’d mentioned wanting a child, someone to call your own with him, bind him to you forever. He thought it was brilliant.

Now, you’re questioning.

His ruddy cock head slams against the swollen, strawberry-like wall inside of you that causes you to see stars, your body weak under so many orgasms between the two of you that the feeling of his breath against your skin sends an ache of pleasure through your veins, then straight into your pulsating pussy.

It’s euphoria in its finest cut, the closest you’ve ever felt to true addiction in your soul. You crave him, you need him, your body yearns to carry the child of your shared desires, carnality in its most desperate form.

Swollen with his child, you know will have sukuna desperate for you, taking you wherever and whenever he desires.

Both are wins, in your book.

“You’re going to carry my seed,” he snarls, and when your eyes manage to strain to look at him, his smirk is toothy and eerie, one of demanding and no other discussion. “And you’re going to be the vessel for our spawn. And you’re going to like it.”

The idea has you spasming around him, whimpering and writhing to try and get his hand off of your head to look at your godlike man. He never gives you the satisfaction, only deciding when you look at him by peeking into your vision.

He leans closer to your ear, his thrusts becoming quicker but shorter, and it makes your jaw slack hard enough it cracks.

“You’re going to look fucking stunning swollen with my child,” he rasps. “Your cunt is made for my breeding, isn’t it, my little whore?”

“Yours,” you mewl. “Yours. Your cunt.”

Your words sing like a mantra in the sex filled air, coming out as a forced mumble with every punch of his cock inside of you. Your eyes lull around your head, unable to focus on something in the room to ground yourself, only his cock and only his cock and only his cock, his thick, mean cock pummeling inside of you.

With a roar you feel his hips slowly starting to become less rhythmic, less calculated, and tired, and he releases your head to grip the sheets next to your skull, bearing down on something he can squeeze through his orgasm.

He shudders at the constricting of your walls, only to let out another roar of pleasure, and your world suddenly stops as his hot cum once again paints your insides, the sensation being so conditioned in your mind that has you cumming right after, milking you both through.

He lays on top of you for a moment, panting and shaking from the intensity, before leaning over to kiss your cheek tenderly. His cock softens, and he slowly pulls out, hissing as he does. You mewl, thighs tightening subconsciously at the feeling of being empty.

Two hands grip your asscheeks, thumbs being used to spread your sticky lips wide a watch the cum dribble slowly outside of your glazed hole, and you hear him chuckle.

“Wasting my seed already, I see?”

“No,” you’re quick to answer. “No, Kuna, no, I promise-“

He shushes you softly before using your hips to roll you onto your back, world spinning and head pounding as you crash onto the sheets below you.

You scream in lust as you feel two thick fingers prod inside of you, jamming in and swirling with no regard for your senses or overstimulation. Your vision blacks as his fingers quickly thrust inside of you, curling and abusing your cunt once again.

“Need to make sure you take it all, my dear girl.”

#rebloggin for morning crowd 💗

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msbyslilbimbo · 3 months

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breeding kink onmmg sukuna or gojo or toji- man idk all!!!!

NDBDODNDO I WANNA WRITE THEM ALL :((((

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Drooling on the sheets as he fucks himself behind you, your eyes are crossed and your head is spinning from the way his heavy palm is pinning you down. For a moment, you fear he’ll crack your skull like a fucking melon, but nothing can distract you from the way your cunt walls maddeningly squeeze and clench around his member.

Sukuna’s never gentle. There’s not a phrase to describe his sexual acts, other than raw and animalistic, or dominant and cruel. He’s got your head and body pinned by him, back arched sharply and body draped over yours. How long have you been going at it? Under his body and hands that grope and roam the planes of your skin?

Long enough where your mounted doggy style has crumbled to your ass being in the air and face shoved into the mattress. Your body trembles as the ropes of sticky cum dribble down your gummy walls, aching for more of them.

You’d mentioned wanting a child, someone to call your own with him, bind him to you forever. He thought it was brilliant.

Now, you’re questioning.

His ruddy cock head slams against the swollen, strawberry-like wall inside of you that causes you to see stars, your body weak under so many orgasms between the two of you that the feeling of his breath against your skin sends an ache of pleasure through your veins, then straight into your pulsating pussy.

It’s euphoria in its finest cut, the closest you’ve ever felt to true addiction in your soul. You crave him, you need him, your body yearns to carry the child of your shared desires, carnality in its most desperate form.

Swollen with his child, you know will have sukuna desperate for you, taking you wherever and whenever he desires.

Both are wins, in your book.

“You’re going to carry my seed,” he snarls, and when your eyes manage to strain to look at him, his smirk is toothy and eerie, one of demanding and no other discussion. “And you’re going to be the vessel for our spawn. And you’re going to like it.”

The idea has you spasming around him, whimpering and writhing to try and get his hand off of your head to look at your godlike man. He never gives you the satisfaction, only deciding when you look at him by peeking into your vision.

He leans closer to your ear, his thrusts becoming quicker but shorter, and it makes your jaw slack hard enough it cracks.

“You’re going to look fucking stunning swollen with my child,” he rasps. “Your cunt is made for my breeding, isn’t it, my little whore?”

“Yours,” you mewl. “Yours. Your cunt.”

Your words sing like a mantra in the sex filled air, coming out as a forced mumble with every punch of his cock inside of you. Your eyes lull around your head, unable to focus on something in the room to ground yourself, only his cock and only his cock and only his cock, his thick, mean cock pummeling inside of you.

With a roar you feel his hips slowly starting to become less rhythmic, less calculated, and tired, and he releases your head to grip the sheets next to your skull, bearing down on something he can squeeze through his orgasm.

He shudders at the constricting of your walls, only to let out another roar of pleasure, and your world suddenly stops as his hot cum once again paints your insides, the sensation being so conditioned in your mind that has you cumming right after, milking you both through.

He lays on top of you for a moment, panting and shaking from the intensity, before leaning over to kiss your cheek tenderly. His cock softens, and he slowly pulls out, hissing as he does. You mewl, thighs tightening subconsciously at the feeling of being empty.

Two hands grip your asscheeks, thumbs being used to spread your sticky lips wide a watch the cum dribble slowly outside of your glazed hole, and you hear him chuckle.

“Wasting my seed already, I see?”

“No,” you’re quick to answer. “No, Kuna, no, I promise-“

He shushes you softly before using your hips to roll you onto your back, world spinning and head pounding as you crash onto the sheets below you.

You scream in lust as you feel two thick fingers prod inside of you, jamming in and swirling with no regard for your senses or overstimulation. Your vision blacks as his fingers quickly thrust inside of you, curling and abusing your cunt once again.

“Need to make sure you take it all, my dear girl.”

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msbyslilbimbo · 3 months

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Call me Honey 💅🏼 (she/her, 20’s)

Meian Shugo’s Slut. Atsumu Miya’s Princess. Sakusa Kiyoomi’s Brat. Hinata Shoyo’s Baby. Bokuto Koutaro’s Dolly. Geto Suguru’s toy. Sukuna’s pet.

All characters in timeskip- spoiler warning!!

Kink positive!! Come bug me after you read my rules!💋💋

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Inbox open to play 💖💖

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Minors fuck off pls and thank you 🧸🎀

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msbyslilbimbo · 3 months

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Rules 🎀

Bc they make it more fun to play together 🫶🏻

Under no circumstance should a minor follow or interact with me. This is not content for you!! If you’re gonna read it, KEEP ME OUT OF IT 😤

Only won’t write for ped0p1lia, skat, or emeto. Hard nos from me 💔

My fave kinks!!! Tickling, thigh riding, pet play, doctor play, dubcon, hands, edging/overstim, bondage, mean!dom, brat play, pillow princess, vibrator play, cruel and unusual punishment, somnophilia 😬💗

DARK CONTENTTTT!!! Vanilla kinks are super fun and yummy, but I like a lil spice sometimes, so if that makes you uncomfortable, don’t interact with it!

I write for characters from HAIKYUU and JJK, bc they're so pretty and I love them 🥹💕

AU’S ARE WELCOME AND YUMMY!!! Always come show me them!!!

My main account is private, so I will only interact from this!!! (Or try to pls dont bully me if I forget 😅)

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msbyslilbimbo · 3 months

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jjk men getting tickled

disclaimer: although this is pure fluff, the author is an adult & this is their kink. minors dni, do not reblog, do not like, do not follow.

"Stop, please! I can't take it!"

Gojo isn’t used to physical affection, or the sensation of touch in general. Due to his constant application of his cursed technique as a defense mechanism, he often goes weeks or months without experiencing the touch of another. Because of this, it takes a while for him to let his guard down around you. When you finally build enough trust, he releases his cursed technique and lets you get close. That’s when you learn how ticklish he is.

While you’re cuddling, you notice the way he flinches when you wrap your hands around his waist, how much his body quivers when you brush your fingers across his bare skin. You really don’t even have to try and tickle him - he’s just that sensitive. Caressing his cheek, kissing his neck, stroking his chest and stomach. All parts of him give the best reactions. He can’t hold back his frantic giggles or stop himself from squirming around, especially when given light tickles. Those weaken him more than harder ones.

His laugh is airy and melodic, almost like a song. It’s absolutely precious and makes you wanna tickle him even more so you can keep listening to the sweet sound of his voice as it reaches higher octaves. His smile is bright and joyful, jarringly different from that cocky all-knowing smirk he usually wears. He flails around like crazy, rolls from side to side trying to escape, tries to beg you to stop but can't get the words out since he's laughing too hard. Pink blush dusts his cheeks, and seeing how embarrassed he looks when you're done makes you fall a little more in a love with him.

Mostly he hates being tickled, but part of him can’t help but enjoy the attention. He’ll pretend to be grumpy afterwards, but that can be remedied with a big hug and plenty of kisses.

"Wait, nonono! Okay, okay, I give up!"

Geto is the king of “I’m not ticklish”. He swears it up and down, denies it when you ask, and goes out of his way to prove it by allowing you to try. He lets you discover this “fact” for yourself, smirking victoriously when you tickle his sides and underarms with no reactions. Even when you explore the rest of his body, testing out all of the usual spots, he remains unfazed. You start to feel discouraged when you look at his handsome face and see his pleasant, neutral expression has remained unchanged.

That is, unless you make a sneak attack. Later on, when he’s not paying attention, you creep up behind him and poke his sides, just to see what’ll happen. He lets out a shriek, yanks his arms down, but it’s too late. You’ve already seen the mask slip. You clamp your hands around his ribs, dig into them while he yells and tries to fight you off. That spot seems to be his worst.

His laughter is loud and booming, different from the one he makes when he’s cracking a joke or making fun. He starts begging almost instantly, tries to grab your hands to stop you, thrashes around in a desperate attempt to escape. When appeals to your mercy don't work, he starts making soft threats, says he’s gonna get you back good, but you can barely hear them through his spluttered laughter. When you finally stop, he pretends to be tuckered out, until you let your guard down. Then he pounces on you, pinning you down so he can give you a taste of your own medicine.

You pride yourself on what you've learned. It’s not that he isn’t ticklish. He’s just really good at hiding it!

"Please, no more..."

Choso is the king of tickle fights, being a big brother and all. He almost always wins, being ridiculously strong and somewhat of a sadistic ler, plus he protects himself well enough that it’s almost impossible to get at his ticklish spots when you’re in the moment. If you’re patient enough, however, you can get him good when he lets his guard down. And when you do, the tables quickly turn.

His laughter is deep, yet quiet. He doesn’t laugh loudly or erupt into fits of giggles, being able to control his vocal reactions better than most people, so most of the time it comes out as a soft snicker. But when he’s tickled, he smiles wider than you’ve ever seen and tries hiding it by clamping a hand over his mouth. That makes it easier for you to tickle him more, giving you an opening to get his underarms. He’s really weak to tickles there. He wiggles around like a worm, tries rolling up into a ball, and buries his face in his hands. Getting tickled makes him feel shy. If you tease him about how bashful he gets, his face will turn red and he’ll laugh even more.

He’ll half-heartedly beg you to stop, but not enough for you to take it seriously. You can tell he enjoys it for the most part - if he really wanted you to stop, he could easily overpower you. You wouldn’t dare tease him about it, though - you knew what would happen if you did.

"Enough...!"

Nanami is one of those people who truly isn’t that ticklish. Any attempts to tickle him are almost always met with a deep sigh and an annoyed grumble rather than laughs. He’s immune to pokes, prods, and surprise attacks, and his stony demeanor remains unchanged no matter where you touch him. You almost give up, until one day you start paying a bit more attention and realize how hard he’s trying to keep it together. Specifically when you lightly graze his sides or his lower back.

You notice how hard he grits his teeth, how red his face gets, how tense his muscles become the more you tease and torment his waistline. The corners of his lips twitch up, yet he refuses to crack a smile. He’ll whisper to you in a stern voice, “Stop,” or warn you with a threatening “Enough”, but otherwise he’s pretty quiet. He controls his laughter pretty well, keeping up his stoic facade until you're finished.

When you finally let up, he acts irritated and complains about how your childishness always gets in the way of his work. But you can tell he’s a bit more relaxed, his shoulders less tense, his mood a bit lighter. Besides, if he really hated it so much, he would have simply put a stop to it. You’ll never get him to admit it, though!

"Fuck you!! Gahh, knock it off!"

Toji is surprisingly ticklish, and he really fucking hates it. He’s also great at hiding his reactions for the most part, but only for so long. He stifles his laughter when you claw at his ribs or dig under his arms, but keep it up for long enough and he’ll eventually crack. It’ll start as a quiet, rough giggle, then get louder and louder until he’s laughing his head off. He melts in your hand when you lightly spider his stomach, which ends up being his worst spot.

His laugh is just as scary as he is. He cackles wildly, thrashes around like an animal caught in a trap, spews out profanities and every swear word in the book. He’ll threaten to kill you, to break your fingers, all while giggling uncontrollably and attempting to fight you off. He won’t beg, ever, but you’ll hear the growing panic in his laughter the longer you tickle him. He’ll genuinely do whatever it takes to get away, so you have to be careful not to get hit by one of his flailing limbs.

Tickling him will have dire consequences. He’ll get you back immediately, pin you down so tightly that you can’t move a muscle, then he’ll tickle you mercilessly until he’s satisfied with his revenge. It’s totally worth it, though. Seeing a giant, strong man like him taken down with tickles is oddly satisfying.

"I don't recall telling you to stop."

Sukuna also isn’t particularly ticklish. He prides himself on having no weaknesses, being the strongest sorcerer in all of history. You didn’t dare instigate tickles with him; you didn’t have a death with, after all. You only touch him when he commands it.

However, he does seem to enjoy your light tickles from time to time, sometimes even demanding them. He loves when you run your nails up and down his back, purrs when you caress his neck and ears, lets out little content noises when you lightly stroke his chest. His “moods” are random and unpredictable; every now and then he’ll bark out an order for you out of the blue, demanding your soft touches. He doesn’t really laugh or giggle, but you do see goosebumps lining his skin whenever you give him this treatment. You love the way he sighs from your gentle touches; he just seems so relaxed. Not many people get to witness the soft side of Sukuna.

Of course, he’ll never confess how much he likes it. He won’t even say “tickle” or any variant, instead opting to dance around the word. It dawns on you much later why this is - it embarasses him. If anyone were to discover that the King of Curses enjoyed something so silly and cute, his ruthless persona would be destroyed. You know better than to spill his secrets, so you keep your mouth shut. But you can’t help but laugh to yourself every time he asks you for more.

#rbing bc ticklish sukuna is sexy <3 #and ticklish cho <3 #and ticklish gojo <3 #and geto <3 #and toji <3 #and nanami <3 #always cooking smh

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msbyslilbimbo · 3 months

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i have a bully sukuna piece coming, a lee!gojo piece and a breeding kink with sukuna piece coming, I can’t wait for you all to see it 🫣🩷

#the breeding kink piece is a request!!!#i was so excited #inbox is open if you wanna send anything in!! 🥺🩷

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msbyslilbimbo · 3 months

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oh 🥺

sukuna comfort 🍵

“fine, then i’m never gonna suck your dick again!”

you giggle on top of your large boyfriend, right hand gently encasing your waist as his other holds on his phone. you’re holding yourself up with your hands on his stomach, when he glares at you with a smirk and huffs,

“that’s fine. m jus’ gonna get someone else to do it.”

your giggles turn quiet, the expression on your face melts off a little. you feel a pang in your heart, it hurts.

“oh.”

you sigh out a giggle in hopes to ease the tension, so it doesn’t seem that his mindless little joke has actually upset you. you lift your leg over his body, removing yourself off from where you were originally sitting on his pelvis. you lay back where you slept in your shared bed, slightly scurrying to the edge just to face your back to him.

he notes the silence in the room, that you were quiet, in fact too quiet, for someone who has just been teasing and laughing at him a couple minutes prior. he glances over at you, noticing your arm under your head, and the heavy tons of blankets over your body.

“hey,”

he shakes your shoulder, no response.

he leans over to you, grabbing your cheeks with a gentleness you didn’t see often, just to be faced with the heartbreaking sight of your little pout, and your teary eyes.

“what..”

you shake your head out of his hand with embarrassment, using your free arm to nudge him away from being so close to your face.

“i’m sorry.”

he again, envelops his arms around your body, his huge forearm wrapping under your arm and around your waist. his body gently presses against yours, face buried in your hair.

“i’m sorry, brat. won’t say that shit again, promise. forgive me, yeah?”

#soft sukuna is so good 🥺🩷#sukuna #sukuna angst #sukuna imagine #sukuna ryomen #sukuna ryomen angst #sukuna ryomen imagine

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msbyslilbimbo · 3 months

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pls take this subpar smut as a peace offering n then I’ll leave you alone NDKENDJS

@highdefhoetry we love ler!sukuna here >:(

just him getting so mad at you for acting up (which could mean anything for sukuna) while he does his duties and you’re left to wonder what punishment he’s got in plan for you this time.

“I didn’t mean to make you mad, I just-“

“No,” he growls. He grabs you by your throat and pins you to the wall, leaving you to gasp at the tightness of the slender fingers squeezing the sides of your throat. He’s gentle around your windpipe, which you’re grateful for, and when he presses his body against you, you feel his hardness slotted against your hip. "shut up. youll take your punishment and be damned to ever defy me again."

“Yes sir,” you mewl, and you can’t fight the gasp that slips out of your lips when he jams his thigh between your legs. The thin cotton of underwear he keeps you in quickly becomes damp at the idea of his dominance, nipples perking through the bra he adorns you in for decorum. “Im sorry Sir. Please have mercy, I’ll be good sir, I didn’t mean it-“

“Now’s not the time to beg for my forgiveness,” he says, menacing eyes boring into yours. “Now’s the time to accept your damn punishment. Just like the little skank I know you can be.”

He grumbled out a soft ‘glutton’ as he looks straight in your eyes, and you flash him a set of pleading pools. He snarls and reaches under your bra to roughly pinch your nipples between two fingers, making you sink your teeth in your lip at the pleasured discomfort that rocks inside of you suddenly.

Your mind is fully ready for the punishment of delicious discomfort to be inflicted on you, grinding shamefully against his thigh as he uses his nails to dig into the meat of your breasts.

Your back arches and you let out a soft whine, arousal swirling in the pit of your stomach and anchoring between your hips.

He releases your breasts with an angry huff, and when you’re ready for any further punishment to come, your mind and nerves become electric when nails tickle your sides, dragging the tips up and down.

Tickling. He’s going to tickle you.

And that would be plenty fine, if he was in any other mood than venomous and seeking redemption from you.

“Sukuna!” You scream, clamping your arms to your sides and effectively trapping his hands to your sides. You squeal and writhe against his grip; two free hands move to wrap around your wrists and force them above your head, leaving two tickling hands to ferociously tickle and squeeze your flanks.

“Take it and be grateful that this is the only punishment you’re getting,” he demands, and there’s a sick part of you that is, you do love the way he’s got you pinned to the wall and taking advantage of you; your legs kick helplessly, and your pussy pulsates as its ground against his thick thigh muscle.

Just as quick as he starts, he stops, releasing his hold on you and removing his leg. You catch yourself on wobbly legs and look up at him in confusion, your legs tightening to ease the weeping between them.

He shakes his head in disgust, “of course you’re wet. Fucking soaked. You insolent brat. You take my small bit of mercy and get off on it. Insufferable.

“Strip,” he then commands, keeping his eyes firm on you. When you don’t move, he ducks his head towards you menacingly, and you flinch as you slowly take off your panties.

You could run. In theory, you could bolt as fast as your weak legs could carry you, but the punishment would only be worse the further you defy him.

With your panties off and discarded, you thumb at your bra and lift it up and over your head, tossing it to the side and watching the last bit of protection you had adorning your frame fall to the floor.

“Arms. Now.” He snips, and you tremble as you slowly wrap your arms around his neck, terrified for his next move.

Thumbs hook under the dip of your underarm, rubbing ferociously into the ticklish nerves that hide under the surface. You scream and toss your head back against the wall, only for the signals in your brain to cross as one of his free hands slots his cock between your pussy lips, sending a shrill of pleasure to curl through you.

“Please, no!” You whine, and he flashes you a warning look before jamming himself inside of you, no preparation or anything to work you up to the painful stretch of his cock splitting you in half.

“You don’t get to demand anything right now,” he reminds you, wasting no time in fucking into you at a pace your mind can barely process in conjunction with the tickling.

It’s so much. So much. So much.

Sukuna uses his slimy tongue to flick against the sensitive area below your ear, sheerly to strike another erogenous nerve alight. Your moans turn wanton and desperate, only to mingle with laughter that cuts through.

“You’re pathetic, you know that?” He snaps, biting hard on the lobe of your ear. His thumb continues to roll into the sensitive muscles under your arm, the stimulation making you force gulps of air into your lungs, only to be forced back out in wheezed, tight laughter. The other thumb, to your horror, parts your cunt lips and rolls over your pulsing clitoris, making your head knock back against the wall in madness. “Of all the tortures I subject you to, all the punishments I can dole, you chose this one to make you crumble? You’re fucking pitiful.”

The signals in your brain cross as the hands yank from under your arms and skitter over the bouncing of your tits, thumbing your nipples while he continues to degrade you in your ear and tickling the swells mercilessly, adding only another element of arousal to your unfortunate situation.

The line between laughter and wailing blurs, tears slipping down the swell of your cheeks as you plead and babble incoherently, all while your voice goes hoarse.

When a slender finger and nail scratches at your navel, the rest of his fingers spidering around your stomach, you’re at your limit.

It’s too much.

“P-P-lehehease Sir, I won’t do it anymore!” You shriek, so hard you taste blood in the back of your throat. The nails merely slot deeper against your ribs, digging in the curves of the bones and maddeningly massage the throbbing muscles between them. “Please, stop, please stop, please please-“

“If begging hasn’t worked the first several times, what makes you think it’s going to stop me now?” He snarls, sending another hard thrust to snap through you, and white crackles to dance over your teared vision.

This is it. This is when you die. Your lungs shrivel from lack of air from being tickled to the point of tears, cunt walls convulsing around him as he fucks himself into you, your head spinning and temples pounding as your juices spill over his thighs and froth at the bottom of his cock. Your eyes roll back into your skull as the stimulation turns to torture, and all you’re left to do is laugh and laugh and fucking laugh-

“Cum now, or not at all,” he pants, sinking his teeth into the juncture of your neck and shoulders, his tickling fingers slipping under your arms to scratch viciously, your laughter renewed as you cackle in the air, but you manage to do it, reach an almost unobtainable high that sends you over the edge of oblivion.

Euphoria courses through your soul as the coil between your legs snaps and broils over, your cunt squeezing sharply against his still pounding cock. You feel the splatter of your juices stick to your thighs and ass as it pours profusely from your pussy and smacking of his hips.

He has enough mercy to let you ride from your high before the hands that previously tickled you to tears unhook your legs from his waist, and you fall to the floor in exhaustion, crying from the overstimulation and sudden feeling of emptiness between your hips. You roll on your side to face him and get off of your trembling weight, embarrassed and exhausted from the greatest punishment your body’s ever had to endure.

“Hey,” he whispers, crouching down after your tumbling body. “Look at me.” When you open your bleary eyes to look at him, his eyes are soft and warm unlike the venom in his features not fourteen seconds ago, face close enough when you feel the comforting warm from his skin. “Can you stand?”

You whine and scoot back softly, and he shushes you gently, “I’m done punishing you. You have my word. I promise I’m not going to torment you anymore.” Then, he smirks, “today at least.”

You give him a quiet laugh and slowly raise your arms, trusting the man who absolutely strikes the fear of living back into your soul with a snap of his fingers and a smirk.

But you don’t fear him now. Right now, curled in his arms as you burrow into his chest, you’ve never felt safer.

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In the background you can see me plummeting off a bridge bc he’s not doing this to me rn

Pspspspsps does ler!sukuna give aftercare?? Asking for a friend for their research 👀🩷 -lilbimbo

hmmmM... ya know, when i write my stupid lil fics i try hard to keep everyone i character and/or canonically accurate, occasionally taking liberties that feel natural to suit my needs lol. i think canon sukuna would absolutely NOT give aftercare, he dont give a fuck lol all he wants is to break you and watch you suffer. he loves all kinds of reactions, especially when they're elicited by him, so he'd relish the sight of you all worn down and exhausted, teetering on the edge of insanity for the fucking torture he just put you through.

but with that SAID, i dont think its toooo much of a reach to say there's potential you could be his favorite "pet" after he's warmed up 2 u. maybe he gains a lil bit of affection for u when he sees your reactions to his touch. sort of like an owner feels towards their animal. in that case he'd maaaaybe give a lil aftercare, like ruffling your hair or holding you for a short time.

if i were to combine the best of both worlds, i'd say he would push you past your breaking point, then stop and let you recover. he wants his toy to last long, he can't break it too much right away, so rest up in his arms and get comfortable until he's ready to play with you again 🤭

#YOU CAN NEVER OVER EXPLAIN ANYTHING TO ME EVER #ESP WITH TKL SHIT DONT EVEN TRY #also totally stalking your blog bc I have a thing for you but I needed information 👀👀👀#so sorry for stalking HEHEIDNEOSEB #sukuna ryomen #sukuna ryomen smut #sukuna ryomen imagine #sukuna #sukuna smut #sukuna imagine #hot honey//tickling #tickle content #minors dni #18+ content

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msbyslilbimbo · 4 months

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#MEEEEEE #it’s his world I’m just livin in it </3 #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna ryomen

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msbyslilbimbo · 4 months

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pair. sukuna ryoumen x afab!reader

cw. edging (because i KNOW you've seen that scene), fingerfucking, clit smacking, pet names ("little girl" + "brat"), spit, brat taming

how long has it been?

minutes? hours? you've lost track of time with the thick fog muddying your mind. you're not even sure how many times you've gotten so close to the edge just to be ripped away, no longer counting because what's the point?

after all, counting won't make sukuna any nicer to you. pity isn't in his repertoire.

all you know is this: the king of curses is merciless in his punishment, if you can even call it that anymore, with his fingers quickly withdrawing and taking your breath along with them every time he feels the familiar squeeze of your muscle—the pathetically desperate and ultimately helpless way you clamp your thighs together to try and make him stay buried in your warmth.

"please," you whine with the slightest tremor in your voice, weak and needy, going straight to his dick. he didn't think his ego could be stroked any more but here you are begging for him to help you; please, please, please. won't you?

he indulges you for a moment, just to see your face screw up in satisfaction thinking you'd finally won him over, only to pull his hand away and deliver a swift smack to your clit once more. you squeal, jolting from his relentless ministrations.

"quit teasing!"

his expression darkens, head tilting back to glare down at you. he free hand takes hold of your ankle and drives your knee up toward your chest, putting you in a more humiliating position than before.

"watch your mouth, little girl. know who you're talking to."

his fingers slide back into you with ease, slicked with your juices and he swears your cunt might be weeping even more than you are. your hands grasp at your pillow on either side of your head as you cry out. it's filthy. he hasn't had pussy this good in eons.

for good measure, he cranes down and spits on it, roughly fingerfucking it into you and purposefully slamming into your clit with the base of his palm.

you can only babble and mewl in response, fresh tears gathering in your lashes as he pushes you toward the cliff again. "need it— need it, please! i'll do anything!"

"aren't you nasty, hm?" he laughs as if considering your offer, a guttural sound deep and primal. a part of your brain screams at you to escape from this monster but the other part is already melting into mush with how good it feels. "go on then, try and cum. see what happens."

your hand shoots down to grab at his wrist and you desperately tug at it to urge him to keep fucking you with his fingers. it's cute, he thinks. adorable how greedy you've gotten to go so far as to defy him. so he allows it, just once even though he hates being told what to do, and curls his fingers until he can feel the pads abusing a spot that makes you keen.

"f-fu—" you breathe, mouth going dry and words dying on your tongue. he releases your ankle to hold you down firm, hand on your tummy to press you into the mattress. you squirm under him, a baby bunny caught by the big bad wolf, unable to get your spine off the mattress. he wouldn't give you that if he's already spoiling you by letting you cum—wouldn't that be too generous?

"not yet," he hisses, eyeing the way your cunt swallows his fingers whole and the way they emerge glistening in your sopping fluids. "not yet."

you're not sure how much longer you can take this, breaths coming shallow and ragged as he bullies himself into you. disobedience is what got you into this situation in the first place, who knows how mean he'll be if you do it a second time.

sukuna drinks in your expression a little longer, mouth hung open and eyes silently pleading him to finally let you cum. he's a monster driven by his own pleasures, and he's going to enjoy every moment of this until he's satisfied.

he leans down, lips smearing up your jaw until he can feel your racing pulse against his own throat, and grunts, "go on, brat. let me watch."

all it takes is a few more pumps of his fingers and you unravel completely, cries coming out as weak, choked noises that get swallowed by the air. he indeed watches, entirely amused with how easy it is to make modern day girls cum.

the way your pussy milks his fingers makes his straining dick throb. he frowns at how pleased you look, the adoration shining in your eyes.

he wants to ruin you.

"i hate you humans," he groans as his cockhead glides along your fold and pushes into your leaking hole. "never knowing when to quit."

#sukuna being mean is so pretty #I can’t do this anymore >:(#sukuna #sukuna smut #sukuna imagine #sukuna ryomen #sukuna ryomen smut #sukuna ryomen imagine

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