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nerdinsandals · 8 months
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When the Sinnoh squad wants to see a movie in 3D but you're the only one who wears glasses. 👓
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oyogikata · 7 months
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Noir Fleurir ㅤ La porte du prophete post cards
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kenjakusbrainstem · 5 months
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I wasn't able to write for everyday of kinktober BUT I think writing more kinks than days in the month and 49k words in 22 days is impressive! Instead of just sharing each post again, I'll just share the compilation from my Ao3!
Here is the link to the series.
All tags don't apply to each work, and they are separated into individual fics, so theres no need for a directory! Please heed the tags on each individual fic as some of them are quite dark, while others are a bit lighter.
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summocrap · 2 months
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blamhoney · 8 months
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fullmoonisle · 6 months
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he’s just kenny
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naramaiz · 2 months
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I find Kengo very interesting and funny.
Like yes, I'm very interested of the weather temperature of where you live.💀
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I love this photo of him that Hanazawa took😭
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kenllre · 11 months
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rubeyjane · 1 year
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red-steampunk · 5 months
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@boundlesshousamo
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brie-draws · 1 year
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Kengo [ Noir Fleurir ]
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kirarahoshii · 6 months
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GOJOKEN SUCKING AND FUCKING?
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lemuelmononobe · 4 months
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kenjakusbrainstem · 6 months
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Visitor (Gojo Satoru x Kenjaku)
Contains: Extremely dubious consent, anal fingering, anal sex, spit as lube, hate sex, minimal preparation.
:) I've been thinking about Kengo for quite some time, especially with Gojo as the more aggressive one ever since he's been unboxed. I love the tension they have, the fact that he could kill Kenjaku effortlessly. Hopefully I'm not the only one! It was very hard to not end this with, "settling in his loneliness, Gojo wept." But the vibes were not quite that angsty as Kenjaku was having too much fun. Comment or rb if you enjoy!
To say Kenjaku had expected this was an understatement. From the moment Gojo Satoru had been unsealed, Kenjaku knew he was waiting for a chance to get him alone. Had Sukuna not showed up when he did, Kenjaku was almost certain Gojo would have killed him the moment he appeared before him. Gojo wanted him gone and he knew that.
Or at least that's what Kenjaku thought Gojo wanted, until he awoke to shining blue eyes hovering above him. 
There was no time for Kenjaku to dwell on what exactly had happened to the barrier he put up around his immediate location. Gojo had figured some way to get through, and now he was once again at the mercy of the Six Eyes user. Although, something seemed very off about Gojo. The anger etched into his face was at odds with the sadness in his bright eyes. The man hovering above him looked like he was on the verge of tears.
Kenjaku opened his mouth to speak, but it was quickly closed by a strong hand covering his lips. The pressure pushed his head further into the pillow he laid on. While Gojo had been hovering above him, like a monster straight out of a child's nightmare, as his hand made contact with Kenjaku’s face, Kenjaku could feel Gojo’s weight pressing down on him, his body slotting easily in between his legs, blanket tangling between them. Gojo’s hips fit against his comfortably, as if their bodies were meant to fit together.
“Don’t you dare speak to me in his voice,” Gojo whispered, his quiet voice seething. 
If he hadn’t thought it would lead directly to his death, Kenjaku would have laughed. The absurdity of Gojo watching him sleep and not immediately killing him was hilarious, something he had not expected. It was fascinating to see such a powerful sorcerer controlled by such raw emotions. Kenjaku knew what it was like to get lost in your obsession for one person, but knowing the life they shared, it surprised him that Gojo’s feelings were just as strong as they were over such a short amount of time. 
“If you don’t let me have this, I’ll kill you before you even think of which technique to use against me,” Gojo threatened. His hand that wasn’t silencing Kenjaku pulled the thin blanket from his body, revealing the scarred chest of his vessel. A more violent tug from Gojo was all it took to pull the blanket completely off of him. Kenjaku’s nude form now fully exposed beneath him.
Kenjaku remained still, curious about what Gojo was going to do next. While it was a surprise that he wasn’t dead yet, it didn’t take much to imagine where this was headed. 
Gojo’s hand left Kenjaku’s face, slipping down to trace the large scar on his chest. A wound Geto had only let him see a handful of times. Shaking his head, Gojo brought himself from the sad thoughts in his mind. He didn’t want to dwell on the deep ache within him, this moment was for him to get out all the anger he felt for the person wearing his best friend.
Without warning, Gojo grabbed Kenjaku by the hips and manhandled his body. Lifting him up and turning him over, so Kenjaku was now on his hands and knees before him. Gojo paused, Kenjaku’s back bare and laid out in front of him, from this angle it was hard for him to not pretend Geto was really with him. That is what he wanted though, not only an outlet for his anger, but one last moment of intimacy with the man he’d been stuck on for all these years.
Shame swirled in Gojo’s stomach, knowing this wasn’t something Geto had wanted to give. Unfortunately, the shame was overshadowed by the lust and urge to show Kenjaku that he had no more control over him.
Kenjaku didn’t feel the need to fight back, instead using his new position to press his ass back into Gojo’s groin. He could already feel a bulge growing in Gojo’s pants. If Gojo had come all the way here just for this, he was going to enjoy it for as long as he could.
A sharp slap sounded through the room as Gojo smacked Kenjaku’s hip. Digging his nails into the soft flesh Gojo forced him to remain still. Several more hard swats on Kenjaku’s ass left a red mark already painted on the skin. 
“This isn’t for you to enjoy, this is for me. It makes me sick how you use his body like it's yours,” Gojo’s angry words were punctuated by more swats on Kenjaku’s other cheek. Gojo hated to admit how hard it made him to watch Geto’s ass bounce when he slapped it. He could never bring himself to be this violent with Geto, but this wasn’t Geto so why stop there?
Roughly Gojo pushed Kenjaku’s shoulders down, burying his face in the pillow. The position brought his ass up higher, a shameless display. Gojo tried to ignore the pleasured moan he heard muffled by the pillow, the sound making his cock throb. He needed to get this over with before he completely lost himself.
Using both hands Gojo spread Kenjaku’s cheeks, in the dim light he could barely see what he was looking for. Leaving one hand to hold Kenjaku open, Gojo spit into his right hand before slipping his fingers into the cleft of his ass. He quickly found Kenjaku’s tight hole, rubbing it teasingly a few times before shoving two fingers inside.
The sudden intrusion made Kenjaku bite the pillow his face was buried in. To say it felt good was a lie, but the burning stretch of Gojo’s long fingers did make Kenjaku want more. That Gojo could be so violent with the body that he loved left a dark, swirling pit of desire in Kenjaku’s stomach.
Gojo roughly fucked his fingers into Kenjaku’s tight hole, trying to quickly stretch him. Years ago, the last time he was intimate with Geto like this, he’d spent so much time working the man open, savoring every moan he pulled from his lover's lips. Gojo didn’t want to give Kenjaku such pleasure, he couldn’t. He wanted to hurt Kenjaku, only preparing him this little amount so that his cock would fit inside.
Despite the pain, Kenjaku rolled his hips back to meet Gojo’s fingers. He wanted to make Gojo angrier, he wanted to feel all of the hate Gojo held for him in this moment. Gojo’s blunt nails dug into Kenjaku’s hips, slowing their movement as blood pooled against his hot flesh. Kenjaku’s moan muffled as he felt the fingers inside him press in deeper.
As quickly as he entered, Gojo slipped his fingers out of Kenjaku’s barely prepared hole. Making short work of the button on his pants, Gojo pulled them down just enough to expose his hard cock. Part of him felt guilty being this hard for someone that wasn’t Geto, but he supposed he was this hard because it was Geto’s body they were using. 
Spitting in his hand once again, Gojo wet the head of his cock. He was so sensitive already, the feeling of his fingers making him throb in his hand. 
As he felt the head of Gojo’s cock pressing against his hole, Kenjaku held still. He could feel his own hard cock leaking against his abdomen and he wanted nothing more than to get relief by grinding against the mattress. He wanted to feel Gojo fill his vessel up, to feel every painful stretch.
The head of Gojo’s cock pressed into Kenjaku’s tight hole, the heat and tightness almost too much for Gojo, his head spinning. Geto’s body always felt so heavenly to him but he’d never felt this way before. Slowly Gojo pushed his cock in, each inch splitting Kenjaku open at the core. Kenjaku felt his thighs tense as he tried to keep quiet, wishing Gojo would bottom out already.
The sensation of Kenjaku’s plush ass pressing against his hips brought Gojo’s thoughts back, he’d gotten too lost in the familiar heat of Geto’s tight hole. Hands settling on Kenjaku’s hips, Gojo gave no warning as he quickly set a punishing pace, fucking into Kenjaku hard. 
Kenjaku tried to keep quiet, biting the pillow so hard his jaw ached, but the pleasure from Gojo’s cock hitting so deep inside him paired with the pain of being split open was too much. Muffled moans spilled from his lips in a chorus that pushed Gojo into fucking him faster.
Looking down, Gojo’s eyes were transfixed on the bouncing of Kenjaku’s ass on his cock. The sight was hypnotizing, the slapping sounds that filled the room only adding to his focus on the hot body before him. He fucked into Kenjaku with more strength than he had ever put into fucking Geto. Gojo filled Kenjaku completely before leaving him empty as he pulled all the way out with each deep thrust.
“Sa- ah! Satoru~ please,” Kenjaku moaned, lifting his head from the pillow enough for more air. His face was flushed from pleasure, each press of Gojo’s cock inside him pushing him closer to coming untouched. He needed more of Gojo’s anger.
At the sound of his name Gojo’s hips stuttered inside Kenjaku, he hated how this imposter sounded so much like his Geto. The voice had almost pushed Gojo over the edge, a fire lighting inside him even more. He wouldn’t let Kenjaku push him like that.
Gojo surged forward, filling Kenjaku completely and reaching out, fingers wrapping around Kenjaku’s throat. Using the body as leverage, Gojo slammed himself even deeper inside Kenjaku. 
Choked moans left Kenjaku’s lips, drool spilling down his chin and onto Gojo’s hand.
Kenjaku’s hole suddenly tightened around Gojo, a vice grip turning each thrust into the most intense pleasure for him. As Kenjaku came untouched all over the mattress, he forced Gojo over the edge with him. 
Unable to hold back any longer, Gojo felt himself release deep inside Kenjaku. Gojo rode out his orgasm with shallow thrusts while he was still buried inside. 
Kenjaku could barely make out the sound of Suguru’s name being muttered over and over again as Gojo whimpered to himself, the force of his orgasm coming so quickly had pushed him into a delusional state. Letting go of Kenjaku’s throat, Gojo bent over, kissing the familiar spine as he finally stopped thrusting.
Without another word, Gojo pulled out of Kenjaku, trembling hands pushing his spent cock back into his pants before using his technique to disappear from Kenjaku’s room. Still feeling fucked out, Kenjaku laughed to himself finally over the absurdity of what just happened. If he didn’t know any better, he would have assumed it was just a dream.
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summocrap · 29 days
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menacingheatashi · 6 months
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Housamotober Day 3 - Summoners
Some days are gonna be a little late since I’m in preparation for moving apartments ^^;
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