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yanderestarangel · 2 months

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HEADCANONS JKK | STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO

TW: ftm reader, praise, degradation, oc nanami (I think), manipulation, step!incest, sub!reader, dom!nanami, recorded!sex, threats, blowjob, v!sex, afab anatomy, forced feminization, use of lingerie, degradation, dark!smut, breeding, creampie, daddykink.

smut confectionery event ┆ SUNDAE ┆ forced feminization, record sex, headcanons. ˖⁺ ⊹୨ "stepfather + stepson" ୧⊹ ⁺˖

˖⁺ ⊹୨ 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝔀 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓪𝓭𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝔀. 𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 ୧⊹ ⁺˖

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖⊹ ࣪

𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮<3

♡ 𝐒𝐅𝐖 ♡

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who started dating your mother because it was convenient for him to have company, he didn't really love her, but he was already forty years old and needed meaning in life. But he didn't expect that he would meet the new obsession of his life in an unconventional way... You, the son of his future wife.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who was astonished by your beauty and beauty, he asked your mother everything about you ─ what college you went to, what you liked or didn't like and even more intrusive details, in this case if you had a boyfriend or girlfriend. Your mother answered some questions and he diverted her focus by saying "They were questions to try to be a good enough stepfather." You on the other hand didn't like his intrusion into your life and home... He noticed that and soon thought of a way to try to turn things around in his favor.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who knew you didn't like the idea, initially your instinct said internally that there was something wrong there, but you couldn't get in the way of your mother's happiness, and he would use everything to his advantage. He started complaining to your mother that you didn't accept him as a father figure, making your mother give you an hour-long lecture talking about how his co-worker and now boyfriend was good to you and tried to be your father even if you didn't let him. Kento smirked when he saw your angry face, he knew that now you would have to let your guard down with him and finally he could act according to his initial plan.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who deliberately goes shirtless and has sweatpants hanging loosely around his hips every morning in the kitchen. He smiles at you while the blonde hair falls on his face and the purple circles under his eyes and the woody perfume that leaves his skin, a happy path of hair would shyly follow to his crotch, giving an extra touch to his muscular appearance, especially the thick veins that they continued from his arms to his biceps. He would smirk at you as he would ask you if you slept well and if you were hungry ─ he would still see the reluctance in your eyes and would approach you, kissing the back of your hand lightly. "I'm not your enemy pretty boy... I just want to be the best for you, you know that right?" The blonde man's voice was husky and seductive, like a balm, as if he was bringing you into a tempting trap.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who makes you feel sorry for him, manipulating you, saying that your mother didn't pay as much attention to him as she did at the beginning of the relationship and how he needed to work extra hard to make up for your household bills, saying that you were the only person who still paid for him staying in that house and putting up with your mother... ( Which was a lie, Nanami did everything he lied that your mother did, he ignored her and preferred to spend his money to buy you gifts or even buy you a car go to your college. ) he would look at you with his brown eyes eyes and place a hand on your thigh. "You'll never leave my side... Right my dear son?"

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who gradually manipulates you into staying on his side every time your mother fights with him. Saying that you can't sleep in his room because she doesn't want him there and asking if he can sleep on the floor in your room ── mentally he will be praying for you to accept that he stays in the room and offer your bed to him. If you do the second option, the blonde's heartbeat will accelerate to the point where you can hear the sound of his heartbeat. He couldn't sleep that night, controlling himself as much as possible not to touch you and make you his even in your sleepy state. Nonetheless Kento couldn't, he wanted you to want him equally as he wanted you.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who encouraged your mother to accept the company promotion and go traveling with her bosses for days to be alone with you. He calculated exactly when she was going to leave and called the company to say that he was sick and couldn't make it, returning home to be with his sweet stepson and finally putting his final plan into practice. Make you his little toy.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who waits for you to arrive from your appointment while happily cooking a meal for you; He saw you notice his effort and place an innocent kiss on his face. As he resumed preparing the dinner, his fingers trembled slightly over the stove. He couldn't help but think about how your kiss felt on his cheek, the warmth and tenderness that radiated through him. His mind raced with thoughts of you, imagining the future they could have together. He didn't just want to be your father figure, but your lover, to adore every inch of your body just for him.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who listened intently to you and your day out at college, with his eyes always trying to find yours. "That's wonderful, darling," he praised, his voice velvety smooth. "You truly are such a good boy, always taking your responsibilities seriously." He came closer, running his thumb over your lower lip and feeling like it was the perfect opportunity ─ Then Nanami couldn't resist any longer. Leaning in, he captured your lips in a searing kiss, his hand sliding up your thigh beneath the table. His tongue probed your mouth eagerly, tasting the sweet essence of your youth. "I want you so badly, lad." he growled, his voice hoarse with desire. "I've wanted you since the first day I laid eyes on you."

♡ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 ♡

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who soon made you submit to him with dominance and words of affection, bending you over the table and sticking his thick, veiny hand into your underwear ─ finding your clit easily and applying the necessary pressure to make you moan and whimper beautifully. "Such a good boy, submitting to your stepfather," Nanami purred, his fingers expertly stroking your clit through the fabric of your underpants. He savored the way you responded to him, your moans filling the room like music to his ears. He slipped his finger into your damp entrance, coating it with your arousal before pulling away. "Is that what you want, my prince? To be touched by me? To be owned by me?" He asked, his voice husky with lust. "Tell me, and I promise to give you everything your heart desires." With a satisfied hum, he stood up abruptly, all traces of gentleness gone. Kento had finally trapped you in his trap, and you fell like a needy bunny.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who forced you to wear expensive lingerie that he bought for you. The silk and lace fabric was short and hugged your curves, practically not even covering your breasts ─ your cunt wet your panties while you saw your stepfather's hands wander to your cell phone and press the record button, starting the perverse and forbidden little show of you two. "You're so eager for me, aren't you, my pretty little boy... You're such a slut for me." He circled around you, the camera capturing every angle of your shapely body adorned in the delicate lingerie. His fingers trailed along the lace, teasingly grazing your sensitive skin. "Spread your legs wider, boy," he commanded, his voice low and commanding. "I want to see that wet pussy of yours, ready and waiting for me."

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who saw you obediently followed his instructions, your arousal evident through the soaked fabric of your panties, Nanami couldn't resist a chuckle. "Look at you, my dumb, pretty boy..." He mocked as he pinched one of your nipples behind the thin silk fabric of your bra, making you moan like you were in heat. "Now, keep being a good boy and suck daddy's cock, can you do it right?"

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who forced you to suck his cock, pulling your hair while you felt the tip of his dick massage your soft cheeks. His camera clicked steadily, capturing your submission, sealing your fate as his willing pawn. Though he had no intention of betraying you, the threat hung heavy in the air, a tool to keep you obedient and submissive. "You know what happens if you disobey, don't you?" He warned softly, thrusting into your mouth rhythmically. "Your mother will see exactly what her little boy has become." Nanami threatened between moans, as he took his dick out of your oral cavity and slammed the hard shaft into your warm and wet tongue.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who dragged your panties to the side and rubbed the hot tip of his fat cock across your swollen clit, seeing the quivering mess you were. Slowly, methodically, he began to pump into you, your moans filling the room like a symphony of surrender. Each thrust drove him further into your core, claiming you as his own possession. "Such a good boy, taking it like a whore for his stepfather.... Beg for more, prince," He commanded, leaning down to kiss your neck. "Beg for my release, for the chance to carry my child, You want daddy to make you daddy too, don't you? You're going to be a beautiful father baby boy...Carrying my children around like the beautiful man you are." His fingers would find your clit, rubbing it in firm circles, intensifying your pleasure. Your moans grew louder, filling the room without caring if the neighbors would hear or not. "That's it, my sweet boy," he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. "You're doing so well, taking me so obediently."

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who fills you to the brim with his hot, thick seed, the tip of his cock rhythmically hitting your sweet spot even as you tremble and feel completely filled by him. He takes his cock out of your sensitive hole while sticking three fingers inside, He would soon look into your eyes and smile. "You're going to be a daddy's boy and save all my seed right?" With a quick pat on your head, he turned off the camera and pocketed his phone. "Good boy," he muttered, already planning the next encounter. "Don't disappoint me." Though the threat still loomed, it was clear that Nanami found satisfaction in his domination. After all, what better way to ensnare someone than through their deepest desires? And you, dear boy, were caught in his web.

𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓮, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓪𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂'𝓻𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓮....𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓸𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓸𝔀 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱 𝓸𝓯 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓼 🍰

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spellbcok · 2 months

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a closed starter for chiaki nanami ( @thetorturedmusesdept )

yan hui found herself attracted the flashy lights and loud noise like a moth to a flame. there were countless machines clustered in about as well as lined up against walls. curiously she stopped just as the the one she was passing by shouted 'winner'. "what do you win?" she asked them.

#001.yanhui #yan hui ft. chiaki nanami #thetorturedmusesdept

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naviaberries · 11 months

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𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫

Twitter Links

- Toji Fushiguro, Sukuna Ryomen, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento & Choso

W: +18 only MDNI, twitter porn link, porn without plot

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨

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𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

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𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

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𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨

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˚₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳⌨ author's note:

-idk know if some of the links were repeated

-feel free to message me if you want to ask something🧸

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garoujo · 2 years

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ALERT ! ! ! (1) NEW NOTIFICATION . . .

WE’RE PLAYING SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN IN THE LIVING ROOM . . YOU COMING?

you’re surrounded by some of the hottest guys on campus while playing seven minutes in heaven at a frat party? what’s the worst that can happen . . .

NEW MESSAGE @WARNINGS : f. reader, college!au, aged!up characters, exhibitionism, unprotected sex / creampies, fingering / oral, quickie-esque sex, seven minutes in heaven scenarios that definitely last longer than seven minutes but who cares.

NEW MESSAGE FROM EMMIE @GAROUJO : please enjoy this little brain dump of drabbles / fics i’ll gradually release when my brain works . . . sob this is my first series so pls bare w me w posting it ><

TYPE OUT YOUR REPLY ! ! ! : WHO’S ALL PLAYING?

001. @GOJO SATORU . . .

YOUR RIVAL — the popular guy who is not only top of your class but also top of your list of most annoying men ever, he lives to tease and poke at you — gets a little too excited when you react to him, but maybe he’s got a reason for that?

002. @GETO SUGURU . . .

YOUR BESTFRIEND — you’ve known him forever, always having to deal with the questions of “are you guys dating?” while you both awkwardly brush it off, but are things about to get even more awkward after he drags you to his bestfriend satoru’s frat party?

003. @NANAMI KENTO . . .

HANDSOME STUDENT TEACHER — you were surprised when they’d brought in a student teacher so close to your age but also even more surprised when he was . . handsome? and suddenly at a frat party? is that even allowed?

004. @ITADORI YUUJI . . .

THE LOVEABLE JOCK — you’d fallen in love with yuuji’s personality just the same way as everyone else did, always helping him with his homework or cheering him on at games, but you would’ve thought watching him on the field would’ve warned you about his stamina . .

005. @FUSHIGURO MEGUMI . . .

YOUR LAB PARTNER — you’d grown closer in the few days you’d been working together in class, he was funny without realising and easy to get along with which made sense considering he was yuuji’s friend, but maybe his more subdued personality has left him a little . . inexperienced with people.

006. @FUSHIGURO TOJI . . .

THE KILLJOY — campus security who comes along because the music has been playing a little too loud and it seems people have had enough of it. ushering everybody out with his rippling muscles and tight shirt, but it doesn’t look like he’s about to let you go so soon.

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colonelarr0w · 2 months

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now playing - jujutsu kaisen

" being a child is not a sin. " " the most twisted curse of all is love. "

featuring -> satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro, choso kamo, ryomen sukuna, hiromi higuruma, ino takuma, yuuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, yuuta okkostu, toge inumaki

key : * = angst ~ = smut ^ = fluff

< ... >

entry 001 : who is (y/n)? ft. kento nanami * entry 002 : a quiet night in ft. kento nanami ^ entry 003 : voices ft. suguru geto ^* entry 004 : baked goods ft. suguru geto ^ entry 005 : girls night out ft. suguru geto, satoru gojo, choso kamo ^~ entry 006 : recharge ft. kento nanami ^ entry 007 : fix you ft. suguru geto ^* entry 008 : soft dom ft. satoru gojo ~ entry 009 : everyone but you ft. megumi fushiguro ^ entry 010 : cold, dead heart ft. ryomen sukuna ^* entry 011 : cat-like ft. choso kamo ^ entry 012 : opposites ft. yuuji itadori ^ entry 013 : starry night ft. suguru geto, satoru gojo ^* entry 014 : betting on you ft. satoru gojo * entry 015 : pink-haired matchmaker ft. kento nanami ^ entry 016 : firsts ft. kento nanami ^~ entry 017 : private, not secret ft. kento nanami ^ entry 018 : looking after you ft. suguru geto ^* entry 019 : jealousy ... insecurity ft. yuuta okkotsu ^* entry 020 : part of you ft. satoru gojo ^* entry 021 : aggressive dom ft. satoru gojo ~ entry 022 : why you? ft. suguru geto ^ entry 023 : everything was perfect ft. satoru gojo ^* entry 024 : deserved ft. hiromi higuruma ~ entry 025 : my love, mine all mine ft. multi ^ entry 026 : never alone ft. suguru geto ^* entry 027 : designated seat ft. satoru gojo ~ entry 028 : not her ft. yuuji itadori * entry 029 : shoulders ft. suguru geto ^* entry 030 : to you ft. toji fushiguro ^ entry 031 : softened edge ft. ryomen sukuna ^ entry 032 : not her (2) ft. yuuji itadori * entry 033 : mirrored image ft. suguru geto * entry 034 : drunkenly yours ft. megumi fushiguro ^ entry 035 : not yet ft. satoru gojo ^* entry 036 : across the universe ft. multi ^ entry 037 : what might've been ft. suguru geto, satoru gojo, ieri shoko ^* entry 038 : a welcome distraction ft. suguru geto, satoru gojo ^

#colonelarr0w #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk fanfiction #jujutsu kaisen fanfiction #gojo x reader #geto x reader #nanami x reader #choso x reader #toji x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #yuuji itadori x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna x reader #hiromi higuruma x reader #yuuta okkotsu x reader #inumaki toge x reader

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gojonanami · 9 months

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DON'T WANT ANY OTHER SHADE OF BLUE BUT YOU

‧ ˚. sabina ⋆ 20s ⋆ she/her ⋆ nsfw blog (18+ only) ⋆ follows from @/think-live-write ⋆ gojo's designated handholder ⋆ geto's favorite student ⋆ nanami's pretty baker

links: 001. mlist ⋆ 002. rules ⋆ 003. about me ⋆ 004. wips ⋆ 005. ao3 ⋆ 006. faq

‧ ˚. recent: just one more bite ⋆ like a best friend ⋆ wait for your love ‧ ˚. upcoming works: prof geto (6) ⋆ yuta celebration fic ‧ ˚. ongoing event: 2k milestone | ‧ ˚. ongoing series: jjk prof au

#sab [navi]#about me #sab speaks #divider in navi and all fics by @ / saradika #navi header by @ / k_m_d_r #blog header by @ / satworo

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chuluoyi · 6 months

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1K MILESTONE EVENT PLAYLIST

you have picked the prompts, and now it's time for me to whip them into tales !

#001 married on purpose — with . . . gojo satoru ! -> “for one, i can show you incredible things!” jujutsu, madness, heaven, sin. the strongest sorcerer is sure to show you all of that during the whole duration of your six-month marriage contract.

#002 happy marriage — with . . . nanami kento ! -> “you don't deserve to be unhappy. and i don’t want to be unhappy, either.” you have always wondered where did you and kento go wrong. in the wake of your divorce, as you both returned to single lives, you and kento would come to realize what constitutes a happy marriage is... and it takes more than just love

#003 two lies and a truth — with . . . itadori yuji ! -> “it's me and not him!” it's a dream comes true for you when your crush texts you back. little do you know that the one behind the phone isn't him but rather the boy who has long held onto the purest of feelings for you from afar... your best friend, itadori yuji.

#004 lover's quarrel — with . . . fushiguro megumi ! -> “i can't do this anymore.” you and megumi are just too different; he's stoic, you're bubbly, he prefers solitude, you love being social. it starts with fights, words you don't mean, and ends with an event that would haunt him for a long time to come.

#005 rightfully yours — with . . . okkotsu yuta ! -> “i just have to ask. will you go out with me?” the special grade jujutsu sorcerer, your classmate, has asked you out and you couldn't be happier. only sometimes, it doesn't feel right to be with him... especially when one way or another, he is still bound by his first love—rika.

#006 memories — with . . . gojo satoru ! -> “tell me the truth, what are we?” you awaken to find your memories gone. and the charming man with the most beautiful eyes you have ever seen is the clue to your past memories.

#007 the way i love you — with . . . fushiguro megumi ! -> “if you feel safer with me being here, then i’ll be here.” megumi has long been pining on you, and throughout it all he doesn't understand. you could've had someone better—someone who would treat you right. why can't you see that he is right in front of your eyes all this time?

note: thank you so much for those who have stopped by to pick the prompts! i can’t promise when i’ll start posting them because well… life, but i think the earliest should be by next week though! (i hope)

some of these, if not most, are combinations of several requests that i merged into one story, you'll find your suggestions there, i promise! i'm not sure how much you'll enjoy this... but i sure hope that you will!

#chu’s masterlist #—⭐️ chu’s 1k milestone event

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toruslvt · 1 month

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ITS A MATCH! — milestone event.

REQUESTS CLOSED.

thank you to everyone who has helped me reach yet another milestone ‹3 I love you all.

001. REQUESTS : send me a kink + MAX 4 characters of the same fandom + READERS PRONOUNS.

002. OR GET MATCHED : into certain kinks but not sure of who shares your taste? don't worry, I can find a perfect match for you ‹3 matching examples here

MASTERLIST UNDER THE CUT.

MASTERLIST

PENDING MATCHES ( 9 )

AGE GAP — m!reader x jing yuan ( f!reader ) ִֶָ

AGE GAP — f!reader x satoru, sukuna ( modern ), toji, suguru

BONDAGE — f!reader x kento nanami ִֶָ

BONDAGE — aventurine

BODY WORSHIP — f!reader x jing yuan

BODY WORSHIP — boothill

CUCKOLDING — ex gepard x f!reader x sampo + semi public sx + voyeurism.

CUCKOLDING — Satoru x f!reader x Sukuna

DADDY KINK — f!reader x gallagher

DEGRADATION — f!reader x sukuna + manhandling + choking + impact play

DEGRADATION — f!reader x childe, scaramouche, pantalone.

EXHIBITIONISM — f!reader x alhaitham, ayato, tartaglia + fingering + degradation + almost getting caught

GLORYHOLE — f!reader x sunday, gallagher, gepard, jing yuan.

LACTATION — f!reader x sukuna, toji, satoru + praising.

MONSTERFUCKING — f!reader x semi dragon form neuvillette

MONSTERFUCKING — f!reader x zhongli, childe, capitano + erotic asphyxiation ( choking )

PRAISING — f!reader x baizhu, xiao, thoma, wanderer.

SPIT — f!reader x blade

FREE USE.

HUMILIATION

IMPACT PLAY

VOYEURISM

#jjk smut #genshin impact smut #honkai star rail smut #DONT STEAL MY EDIT TT IT WAS SO HARD TO DO #jjk x reader #genshin x reader #hsr x reader

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kent00s · 9 months

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★༉‧₊˚✧ — 001. ; 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎

nanami x fem!reader

rating: mature (18+), mdni!!!

wc: > 1k

cw: unprotected sex, creampie, touch of voyerism and exhibitionism

note: first fic!! give it a reblog if you enjoyed <33 send requests!!

"p-please... fuck."

he knew you'd never reach your high like this. knew the friction of the soft, wettened mattress against your bare pussy would never be close to satisfy you, would never grant mind-fogging pleasure. he knew your legs ached by now, sore muscles spasming to keep you somewhat upright, to help you grind further into the corner of the bed, arms shaking, fingers digging into the bedsheet, knuckles drawing white, body trembling. he knew you needed him, desperately, with every fibre of your fucked-out body — yet making you wait for him, beg for him, making your pussy long for his very body was temptation far too sweet to turn down.

"kento... you know i- fuck... i need more-"

your cries of frustration tugging at nanamis cock, making him strain against the material of his pants uncomfortably — it's been far too long for him as well, left to watch you writhe and squirm in constant state of torturous edge with his own dick untouched and neglected left it's marks, even on him. droplets of sweat were grazing his neck, right where his suit lay messily around him, were his loosened tie hung low against his body. he didn't dare touch himself yet — maybe he was twisted, yet he wanted himself to need you as much as it was the case the other way around. he wanted his body to cry your name, wanted his every inch, his mouth and hands and chest and cock to desire you as much as you desired him. he wanted you to be the first to touch, wanted you to ease him off initially — he stood from his seat, chair creaking softly as he did, and made his way to you. keeping composure, always the collected man before you, though internally he couldn't possibly reach you fast enough, couldn't possibly get down on his knees before you as quick as he seemed fit, to lay a hand on your jaw, palm against your cheek and thumb grazing lips before inhaling you, ravishing, hungry. you mewled against him, surprised he gave into your pleas, not less satisfied, nevertheless. you knew he couldn't resist you, nor really. that he liked to pretend, that he wouldn't admit to being utterly drowned in whatever spells you had put onto him, yet you knew. he needed you as much as you needed him, more so, maybe. though maybe you were too ambitious, thought too highly of him.

you clashed back against him. let your lips melt into his own, didn't let the sound of teeth against teeth distract you, focusing entirely on him against you, entirely around your whole. he consumed you, hands on hips and waist, pulling you up and closer, chest to chest and his hands kept wandering, caressing at the small of your back, groping at the flesh of your ass, right hand hushing over the plush of your thighs before dipping two finger in between them. your back arched into him instinctively, into his touch, seeming hours of bare friction having left you sensitive, restless yet lusting for more, and you'd take any opportunity to chase it, to chase him. you could tell he was as worked up as you were — he was straining against your thigh, hands rough on your skin, his lips feverish; you loved him this way.

"kento... please."

your plea drawn out in a voice most erotic, mewling his name, whimpering prayer — and it was nanamis breaking point. your body beneath his, your back now against the mattress and his body hovering over your own; your legs eager to cage him in, wrapping around his torso; your nails already painting him in scratches of red and he hasn't even done anything — you had the power to break him entirely and without remorse, and he'd bask in it every time anew, ask for it without hesitation.

he didn't mind enough to undress. his button up was open, revealing tensed muscles, toned body. only the jacket of his suit was discarded carelessly onto the floor - you fisted the tie that hung losely around his neck, pulling him closer with one hand, digging your other into his arm, revealed, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. his own hands messily worked on his belt, clammy and shaken - he had lost his composure, though he didn't let it show, not purposefully. yet it seemed ages had passed until his pants were opened, finally, until his cock - angry and red, forgotten and leaking white - freed from it's confines, slid up and down your slit, wet against wet, creating sounds sloppy.

"gonna make y'feel so good baby."

with that he entered you, wanting to keep his eyes on your face, contorted in pleasure, sweating, panting, jaw hanging slack, yet his own muscles contracted into spasms of pleasure, eyes shut as he bottomed out within you, felt your warmth, your wetness, your closure on and all around him - nanami swore he'd cum then and there if not for his nature to put you first, your satisfaction above his own. a couple deep breaths against the crook of your neck, sweaty hands digging into the flesh of your hips, fingers moulding damp skin to his liking until he slid out only to enter you right away, slowly, deeply. a whimper from you and a groan from him - the way you clenched around him sent nanami into orbit, barely able to focus on the task at hand, wishing simply to be buried within the depths you provided for as long as you'd allow it. yet he moved, out and in and out again, setting a rhythm slow, torturous, reaching deep, nestling into you. your arms around his neck, holding him close - any closer and you'd melt into him, limbs entangled in limbs and bodies ending and beginning within each other, morphing, becoming one. it drove you insane - it was sheer impossible but you needed him nearer, deeper, more. you needed him always and forever, needed him without a break; your body reacted at the thought alone, arching into his chest, his shirt tickling your nude skin, his belt clinking into the mix of hushed curses and confessions, moans and sighs and whispers of pleasure.

"g'nna cum- feel s'good-- fuck."

nanamis thumb found the swollen of your clit - he had known you were close before you'd said it, the telltale signs more familiar to him than any other. his hips increased in speed by a fraction, thumb circling your sensitivity, mouth latched onto the dip in your neck, the spot he could tell in his sleep. your pussy fluttered around him frantically, your nails painting his back in red marks and you cried out, finally, thighs that had him caged in growing weaker, trembling around his torso, and the sight alone made nanami follow suit. painting you white with a moaned curse, whispering sweet nothings and your name like a mantra with every shot of cum he spilled into you until you felt it drip past your folds and down your body, until nanami collapsed atop of you, yet nestled deep within you, staying in your warmth, in your closure.

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freckled-koi · 7 months

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summary: you've known gojo since your training days at jujutsu tech. you were inseparable - as thick as thieves. so, what happened?

pairing: satoru gojo x reader (feat. nanami x reader).

cw: angst, emotional manipulation / mental spiral, mature themes. 18+ / minors dni.

wc: 3k+.

a/n: this is just the first chapter, but i wanted to give some fair warning for content!! this is also my first jjk fanfic i'm steadily working on, so tread lightly.

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001.

The lone cigarette hangs over your tiers loosely, mindlessly staring off into space. You were pondering a thought for a moment, but you couldn’t bring yourself back to whatever it was that made you zone out. Your arms cross just below your chest, leaning into the brick of the office building. The ash at the end of the cigarette was progressively increasing the more you became idle.

What was it that you were thinking about?

“He’s not back yet?”

The lowly registered voice breaks your subconscious fixation on whatever it was far into the distance, eyes now flitting up to the taller, blonde haired man that appears adjacent to you. You purse your lips together, lithe fingers reaching up to remove the cigarette from your lips to tap the excess of ash after realizing just how much of it there was.

“Of course not.” You respond with a hint of annoyance in your tone when you remember what you were thinking about – or who, for that matter.

Satoru Gojo.

He was off completing another assignment – one that he completely dismissed the offering of help from the other known sorcerers in the branch – even though Ijichi insisted on following along after as a support system. And he hadn’t returned yet. It wasn’t out of Gojo’s character to do such a thing, so when you hear him complaining outside of your office audibly to ‘taking on the job himself’, it doesn’t come as a surprise.

That doesn’t mean it never brought a tinge of annoyance every time he was performatively cocky.

And not only that, this had become something of a recurrence. He was gone for far longer than he needed to be today, though.

A similar sigh of annoyance expels from the man, fixing the ocular frames along his face that you always found so oddly shaped. You can’t help the amused smile tugging at the corner of your lips to his reaction, taking a slow drag from the cigarette only to exhale a short laugh of cloud.

“Kento.. You can’t be surprised by that, you know,” You comment in a murmur, allowing your arm to hang off the one bent under your bosom as your gaze now settles on the other.

His features were stoic, the strain of his work days idle on his features, but the way he carried himself was far from exhausted through his built, taller stature. You can see the shimmer in the glass of his frame when his head tilts towards you, offering him a raise of your brows.

“He’s too arrogant.”

“Again, not surprising.”

There’s a growing silence between the two of you. This conversation was becoming a common one, Nanami somehow finding you outside more and more with the same pack of cigarettes in your hold; same position; same time and place. It was almost as if it was a routine.

“.. Have you spoken to him at all?” He asks, and you don’t know if it’s out of curiosity or of concern.

It’s only then that you ponder a response after a moment of trying to recall the last conversation you had with Gojo.

He had been brushing you off every time he caught your glance in the office, every time you walked past each other with a few centimeters of distance between you in passing. Granted, the last time you were even in the same vicinity as Gojo, it wasn’t pleasant and all you wanted was to block it out of your memory for as long as you could. It was only a couple months ago, but it was still fresh on replay in your mind.

Nanami inquires about Gojo everytime he finds you outside. The history between Gojo and yourself wasn’t that too farfetched to understand – all of them having been in the same technical school, gone through the same training, known each other for what seemed like years. You knew Gojo best, even with how closed off he seemed to other people, but you were someone that saw through his bullshit a lot more than just surface level to anyone else who would just brush it off as him being consumed by narcissism.

“Y/N,” Nanami says with a weight that’s delicate even with how deep his tone was, breaking you away from your trailing thoughts that cause your gaze to travel once more, looking back at him.

He holds your gaze with a hesitance, hands neatly tucked into the pockets of his trousers just as he expels a breath through his nostrils, still waiting on an answer that he knew was the same.

“You know him, Kento, he always comes back.”

You see a small sense of tension release Nanami’s shoulders by your words, and that’s enough for him to not press forward. It’s almost peculiar in the way he doesn’t pry. Part of you wanted him to keep prying.

He turns away from you, both of your eyes now settled into your surroundings a bit of the way across from you, settling into the silence between the two of you.

“You know you should quit doing this.”

“Smoking? I know.”

“That’s not what I meant.” Nanami’s larger frame leans back into the building beside you, still giving you a couple feet between the two of you.

Of course, you knew what he meant. You let out a sigh, blindly pressing the end of the cigarette to the brick to put it out with a twist of your fingers.

“It’s complicated, Nanami.”

“Which is more of a reason to stop. If you know how he is, Y/N, you’d stop giving him this much grace.”

The weight of Nanami’s words were heavy on your chest, but you knew he was right. He didn’t know the full story between you two, but he didn’t need to know. It was the way you carried yourself, the energy you possessed at the mentioning of Gojo – it was all too obvious.

You decide to avoid a response to his words, turning your head to look up at him with a playful smile that feigns innocence, now returning your arms back to their crossed positioning.

“You know you don’t have to care about me so much~” You say in jest, just enough to get a small inkling of a smile from the taller man.

And you do, the corners of Nanami’s lips turning up into a slight smile that resembles sunlight between cumulus. It’s enough to make the somber moment much more lighthearted than it needed to be.

“I’d be a fool to not care as much. Any decent man would want to be worried.”

There’s an airy chuckle that leaves your lips, just before your attention is drawn away from each other to hear the slam of a car door.

Nanami’s smile is now dissipated, settled back into his stoic expression just as your own resets, even with your brows still slightly lifted to the sight of two men walking up to the building.

The much taller, white haired man emerges from the vehicle, tugging down the dark bandage over his eyes and brushing the dirt and non-existent gravel from his dark attire. His appearance is disheveled, looking as if he scrapped with someone in a ditch with remnants of blood littered in his hair, across his pale flesh and fabric clinging and distressed to his frame.

“Yo, Nanami!” He exclaims, tone a tad exhausted while a slightly shorter, dark haired gentleman trails behind him soon after. You hear a disgruntled breath leave Nanami, catching from your peripherals his hand lifting in greeting.

“Satoru.” Nanami calls out, eyeing over his appearance as he’s leaning off the building and your own body straightens up. He glances over to you for a second, seeing the discomfort in your stiff appearance, now taking two steps forward when Gojo begins to walk over.

“You look like hell.”

“Hey, I’ve fought worse~ This was lightwork.” Gojo says with a smitten grin plastered onto his face, Nanami only sighing hopelessly.

There wasn’t an ounce of acknowledgement of your presence when Nanami and Gojo spoke to one another. It doesn’t bother you, but it does bother you. It makes you realize that you really don’t need to be here after all.

‘If you know how he is, Y/N, you’d stop giving him this much grace.’

The quote replays like an echo in your head. It sinks deep and it’s now something you’re completely stuck on. It’s enough to bring your feet to step away from the two of them, crossing behind Nanami to head back into the building. You need to be away and in your office anyway and you got the reassurance you needed that Gojo was still kicking.

It’s when you step away, does Gojo’s attention follow you for a split second before it returns back to Nanami. And Nanami can clearly see it, no matter how short of a fraction it was, his own gaze trailing behind you before he turns back to the white haired man.

You’re no longer in earshot of the conversation, but the feeling of dread is still there. Why was it consuming you this badly? What purpose did it serve to wallow in it? You tousle your tresses in dismay, huffing to yourself.

“This is so fucking stupid..” It’s something you murmur to yourself.

Every time he goes on a mission, you worry; every time he isn’t back in the fit time frame, you worry. How much more did you need to worry about a man that wanted absolutely nothing to do with you?

You weren’t expecting a ‘hey, hello, Y/N!’ or a ‘were you waiting on little ol’ me~?’ that he would casually throw in just to annoy you, to which you would retort with something along the lines of ‘glad to see you not dead’.

You don’t know what you were expecting.

The moment you enter your office, you close the door immediately behind you and lean back into it, the back of your head pressing into the glass. You feel a slight sting behind your eyelids when you close them for a moment of clarity, you already know your eyes are welling up by just how frustrated you were.

You settle into the memory from years back.

It’s as if you’re reliving it. The momentary glimmers of your youth with Satoru, the stolen glances, the teasing that traveled into your later years that were still juvenile just more refined with age. Late nights after trials and training. Off days where you’d hang around his place; where he’d hang around yours.

Then, the memory starts to build up.

Being employed under the same group of sorcerers for the academy. Taking assigned missions with each other with ease, celebratory drinks after to congratulate each other on coming out alive of each one.

The memory starts to boil over.

Letting you in on his Infinite.

It’s scalding.

His Infinite.

It’s hard to control – hard to breathe.

The day you realized he denied you access to his Infinite.

It makes your stomach sink the more you think about it, the more you ruminate in it–

“Lost in thought or are you spiraling?”

The familiarity in that tone of voice sends a shock through your frame and makes your gut once sunk low jump straight back up into your throat.

Your eyes shoot open, immediately darting to the glimmer of the white haired figure sitting at your desk, sitting back comfortably with one leg settled over his knee.

“Jesus fucking Christ–” You let out a weary gasp, palm pressed to your heart as if to check if it was still beating. Gojo expels a short laugh in response and your brows twitch together.

It was the first thing he’s said to you in months, and it didn’t feel as comforting or fulfilling to be finally addressed by Gojo as you thought it would be.

You wear an irritated expression as you glance over him, standing up straighter against the door.

“Can’t remember the last time I popped in on you like this,” He remarks with his hands folding together on his lap, mirth playing on his tiers with his head cocked towards his shoulder, using his heel to lean back into the chair. “I almost forgot how jumpy you get when I do it.”

You couldn’t remember the last time he did this either. Gojo would play this game with you quite often, mostly to ask you a measly question about something that could have been simply sent through a text or just to get under your skin when you weren’t expecting it. Most of the time, it was the latter.

“Why can’t you just knock on the door like a normal person?” You respond with a sharpness in your tone that just causes the grin to stretch further on his lips.

“Mmn, I’m not normal, remember?” He purrs lowly.

“Clearly,” A sigh leaves your lips, your facial features now relaxing after taking a small glance around your office before it returns back to him. You ponder what to say next, but the words come out less polite than you initially wanted. “What do you want, Gojo?”

It’s quiet for a short moment before the grin is softening on his lips into more of a cocky smile, sitting back up again and swiveling in the chair to face you.

“Come over to my place tonight.”

You stare blankly. You don’t respond.

Gojo exhales a dry laugh to the delay of a response he receives from you, only causing your shoulders to tense.

“What?”

“Do I really have to repeat myself again, Y/N? You heard me.”

“I heard you–” You echo back to him, scoffing under a haughty breath as you push yourself off the door, shifting to stand in front of your desk. You lean over to snatch up a few papers that were laid out on the surface, turning to your filing cabinet to store them where they needed to be. “--but lemme guess.. You don’t have some other girl to occupy your space tonight, so you have to turn to me as a last resort?”

“Oh, please, Y/N~ You know me better than anyone else, and you know that I can scoop any random girl in a millisecond to do my bidding if I chose to~”

Your jaw tightens to that.

But, he wasn’t wrong.

Gojo had a knack for hooking up with just about anything that had a pulse, and they’d surely fall into his palms just with a glance. You’ve walked in on him a couple times when you would merely visit and a different girl every time was scrambling to get their clothes on and rush out as fast as possible, never to be seen again.

“Tonight’s different. I want you to come over. For old time’s sake.”

“I’m busy tonight.”

Gojo grimaces with a twitch of his nose, even exhaling a snort to the quick admission.

“You’re lying.” He chimes, head following you as you close the filing cabinet and turning towards him again.

“And?” You place your hands on your hips, facial features stern when speaking – definitely trying to shield yourself. “So what if I’m lying? Why do you want me over?”

“For old time’s sa–”

“Gojo.” You raise your voice to stop him, the sound bouncing off the walls as you hold a hand up to press into your temple and close your eyes to calm yourself for that small pause, quietly, deeply sighing.

You’re mildly hesitant when your mouth opens, the following words hardly summing up how you felt in that moment.

“You haven’t spoken to me.. In months,” You begin with a worn tone, much quieter but still audible enough for him to hear you. It was only the two of you in the room after all. “And.. you want me to come over to your place? Just like that? You want me to just say, ‘yes, Satoru, I’ve been waiting for you to reach out like this, I’ll definitely come over!’ and just do it?”

You play up the performance by exaggerating your words – even when there was so much truth behind them – hand falling to your side as you stare a hole into the white haired man perched in the seat.

All the while, Gojo’s smile is still fixed on his tiers, lightly clicking his tongue soon after before he’s standing up from the chair to walk around your desk, leaning his hip into the edge of it.

“Honestly, knowing you, I figured you wouldn’t be too thrilled by it,” He gives a shrug of his shoulders, rolling his head to cock once more. “But.. You haven’t said no.”

You blink once, coming to the realization that you really haven’t denied it. He wasn’t really asking either.

He just simply said it.

“Come over to my place tonight.” Gojo repeats, now lifting himself off of the desk to stand tall and a foot away from you. He towers over you, so you have to crane your neck just enough to get a good look at him. “If you don’t show up, I’ll get the message.”

You don’t even have a second to reply, or even come back with a snarky comment, before he’s disappearing from sight.

The weight on your chest has somehow lifted, the tension in your shoulders soothed, but it’s not comforting in the slightest. You stare at the spot he was once standing in, mindlessly walking over to your desk to sit onto as your eyes wander the room. Your fingertips drag along the surface of the wood, quirking your lips to one side in thought.

Why didn’t you say no..?

There’s a knock at the door that breaks you away from lingering far longer on the thought, your body back to its stiff state. Only then does it go away when you see it open and Nanami appear behind it. A sigh of relief leaves you, almost slumping forward with your palms bracing the desk.

Nanami doesn’t have to say anything. The look in your eyes says enough.

You break the silence after a moment, standing back onto your feet as you take a glance at the clock on the wall before looking back to Nanami.

“Dinner on me?”

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sugar-plum-writer · 5 months

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"Jujutsu Lover~ OTOME GAME"

System: 001 [Part - 01] Loading 99%----> 100%! Loading Route! Character? Yan! Emperor Sukuna Love interest for Player- 3% [Be aware not to cross above 100% for your safety~] Best of Luck! [Player Death Rate- 100%] Difficulty- SSR** [Failing to clear will result in immediate death!] Warnings/Tags? [Slight!Violence; A Yan!Emperor Sukuna x Fem!Empress Reader; Isekai]Route Name?

[A Love As Cursed As Hell]

Good Luck player Y/n <3

Yan!Emperor Sukuna is ruthless, cold, brutal and calculating. A war maniac who conquered all the lands the gaze could fall upon- East to West and North to South. Amassed a fortune to rival anyone in 69 centuries future or past, with a harem of women known throughout the lands as- "Beauties From A 100 Lands".

He was a man who knew how to indulge himself, and you his official wife, "The Empress", more like possessed wife who took over this woman's body and having to deal with it the one and only Y/N.

Yan! Emperor Sukuna was very annoying, the court drama? Even more annoying. Bribes left and right, poisons given to take the throne, schemes from ministers, and having to deal with women throwing themselves at him like flies- trying to take over your position and be the Empress. Hell recently an assassin broke into your palace almost strangling you to death.

Sighing you sat with your legs crossed- chin resting on your palm- with a gaze deary enough to make sunshine seem like a funeral. The Syrup from sweets dripped down your fingers as you munched on them. "Fuck how did I end up like this!? SSR difficulty!? Who created this rigged game? Which ML such high difficulty!!", a loud groan echoed as you slammed your head on the table

"Fuck this shit!..-", standing up on your feet- you stepped out of the pagoda raising your middle finger screaming in frustration

"FUCK YOU!!!!! SUKUNA!!! MINISTERS!!! SUCK MY-"

"Suck your what?", a sly smirk tugged the mans lips

"Since when did the Empress start cursing like this? How interesting", Blood-red eyes gleaming like rubies looked into yours as a figure stood towering above you.

Your blood ran cold- sweat started forming on your skin dripping down your forehead, jaw clenching tight with your heart threatening to blow up to smithereens seeing the man in front of you

Yan!Emperor Sukuna

"F...Forgive me...I did not mean to your Majesty", you hurriedly kneeled on the ground- head bowed low trembling

"Hm...",

"How about this?" grinning he pulled your wrist towards him with a smirk- devouring the sweets from your hands- his warm tongue licking the remaining syrup from your delicate fingertips.

{Congrats Player Y/N for surviving event [First encounter!] Love interest for player? [3.5%]}

A notification popped in front of you but before you could do anything the following words caused you to freeze

"If you manage to do something to entertain me for 5 minutes I will let you live."

{Warning! System Warning! Unexpected turn of Event! (Special mission assigned to Player Y/n!) [Survive for 5 minutes to gain reward- Wild Card!]}

Hey all~ as I said Otome Series is here~ I will do Toji, Sukuna, Gojo and Geto for now! (Nanami is hidden route) if you like it please follow or ask in comments to tag you to know if you all want more! Feel free to check out my Masterlist which has all my work! This the the first one in the Otome Game series!

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