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kikiutau · 5 months

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ZENIN NAOYA & ZENIN NAOBITO: Fucking in Sin

Zenin Naoya x reader x Zenin Naobito Content/TW: fem!reader, smut, blowjob, unprotected sex, double penetration, threesome, anal, lowkey incest, degradation, dumbification, humiliation, spanking, misogyny, zenin naoya, age gap (reader is in her 20s), breeding kink, creampie, manhandling, cockwarming, cum swallowing, alcohol use Author’s Note: uhhhh… enjoy? Or not. More crack smut if anything. For the ones who are into old man dick. I want to support and encourage all the kinks my customers may have ^^ Divider by @/cafekitsune

The Zenin clan embodied the worst of Jujutsu society. When your previous owners sold you off to the Zenin clan, there were mixed whispers of pity and snobbery. It wasn’t as if you weren’t good enough at your job; Your masters simply could no longer afford as many maids as they used to. You were simply one of the unfortunate ones. Rumor has it that the young master stole money from the family treasury to spend it on alcohol, gambling, and the pretty little whore whom he met at a bar. You’d think that being sold off to the Zenin clan as a woman might be the same as living in hell. But a part of you found it perplexing because Zenin Naobito made you feel… So. Fucking. Good. With him, you felt like you belonged in heaven with every dirty sin the two of you committed on every surface of the Zenin house.

In spite of his grey hairs and prominent wrinkles on his face, he had the stamina of a horny teenager. “Oh fuck—” Your eyes rolled back and your mouth dropped, letting out a wanton moan.

The corner of his lips quipped up. “Don’t tell me you’re getting tired. Keep bouncing on my cock like the good slut you are.” To encourage you—or was it to tease you—he thrusted his hips up, hitting your sweet spot. Another unabashed moan left your lips as you grinded even harder on his cock. Oh god, he felt absolutely euphoric. None of the men your age can make you feel as good. Instead, you decided to turn to the man whose age matched your grandfather’s. But as they say, with age comes experience. And you guessed that being a jujutsu sorcerer allowed his vitality to remain when it comes to sex. You stuck your tongue out, motioning for a kiss. In response, he spanked you, not giving into your demands. You gasped as your pussy involuntarily pulsed on his length. “You think I’d kiss a whore like you?” he scoffed, reaching for the alcohol bottle arms length away. He poured the sake into his mouth, drinking it as if he was a man suffering from thirst.

Your lips jutted out into a slight pout as you watched him drink from the gourd. A part of you wished you were the alcohol that passed his lips and down his throat. Another part of you wished he’d grip your throat the same way he gripped the neck of the bottle. Your eyes started to water as you watched your lover indulge himself in something that’s not your body. You let out a whimper, catching his attention.

He seemed to have caught on to your neediness, a smirk decorating his face. Looking directly into your eyes, Naobito poured the liquid into his mouth before leaning in. You took that as a sign and locked your lips with his, tasting the strong blends of sweetness and acidity. As the alcohol runs down your throat, you feel his tongue entwining with yours. Feeling lightheaded, you wondered if that was the effect of the sake or if you were simply just drunk from the orgasms your lover gifted you earlier. Whatever it was, you craved for more of it. Licking your lips, you looked up, your eyes meeting Naobito’s once more. Before you could say anything, your ass was met with a harsh spank. “What do you say, you whore?”

“Thank you, master~” Your lips curved upwards. Feeling playful, you leaned in, giving a slight peck on his lips. Before you could move away, his hand held the back of your head, deepening the kiss. His other hand, held onto one of your ass cheeks, moving you on his cock, helping you ride him properly. You couldn’t help moaning into his mouth, feeling so full of him.

“Look at you— my sweet little cockwarmer always needing to be filled up. Should I fuck my cum into you, huh? Should I make you bear a Zenin heir?” He pulled out, pushing you onto your back. He watched as your cunt clenched again and again, as if it were trying to find the cock it was squeezing on earlier. Making his way up, he watched your clit: swollen and red. Feeling a tad bit generous today, he gave it the attention it needed, circling the poor neglected thing with his thumb.

You writhed in response, pleads escaping your mouth. “Oh god! Please please please! Please make me a mommy!” you begged. “I’ll be so good. Please give me your cum.”

“Pathetic,” he remarks. He slapped your clit, causing you to gasp in both pain and pleasure. Before he could continue, a third voice rang through the room.

Shit.

Naobito glanced up, noticing the tall young man who happened to walk into them. The man being none other than Zenin Naoya, Naobito’s son and the heir to the Zenin clan. Naoya’s face morphed into one of disgust at seeing his father in the middle of fornicating with one of the maids. To be honest, Naoya didn’t even know that his father’s dick still worked. For all he knew, he thought that Naobito Jr. stayed limp and dry like a wet French fry after inseminating his mother with an heir. He shivered, mentally erasing that thought from his mind.

Naoya then glanced towards you. You were a pretty little thing. You were something he’d fuck if he needed to relieve himself. But you were far from marriage material. You were a peasant. You were already deflowered. You were a nothing more than a fuck toy. He watched your eyes glaze with pleasure. So much pleasure, in fact, you have yet to notice his presence in the room. “You either leave or join. Don’t stand there like an idiot,” Naobito chimed in, slightly annoyed at his son.

To Naoya, it sounded like an invitation. Noticing the prominent bulge in his pants, Naoya rolled his eyes. “Move over, fucking old man.” He impatiently walked towards you, jerking your face toward his erection. “Well? Don’t keep me waiting.” Facing directly towards his clothed crotch, you reach towards it. You were interrupted with a slap on your wrists. Confused, you glanced up back at him.

“Use your mouth.”

Fuck. Why did you feel yourself getting wetter? Is it even possible to be any wetter than you already are? You glanced back towards Naobito who was slowly jerking his cock with a smirk on his face. Well, he seems to get off to the predicament you were in. Not that you were complaining— nothing turned you on more than pleasing Naobito. You looked back at the young Zenin heir. His face bore an expression of boredom, eyes filled with arrogance. Being a good girl you are, you obliged to his order. Biting the waistband of his pants, you slowly pulled it down til his manhood was freed. Hm… no underwear? How convenient (and a part of you wondered if he really stumbled in by accident).

Size wise, they were about the same which made sense since the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. However, compared to the elder Zenin’s, Naoya’s cock was prettier. His cock was flushed in a lighter pink, pubes trimmed. Looking at his length, your mouth watered. Your thoughts begin to wander as you begin to fantasize how he’d feel in your pussy. Naoya, who seemed to notice your dazed reaction, scoffed. His lips curved upward in satisfaction as if he won some sort of contest. His eyes however, reflected his impatience. Taking notice, you quickly enveloped his cock in your mouth. Without warning, he grabbed the back of your head, shoving the rest of his length into your mouth. A choked sound erupted from your throat, your eyes watering. He used your mouth like a fleshlight, choked sounds and gutteral groans emerging from the two of you. “God, no wonder my father kept you around,” he grunted. He began to thrust into your mouth as he bombarded you with insults like a broken record player. “F-fuck- you were born to be a slutty bimbo. Was my father’s cock not enough to satisfy you? Your greedy pussy wanted more Zenin cock? Tell me, how many more clan members did you offer your slutty cunt to?”

“…Mmhmhmhmh~"

Unable to talk with your mouth filled, only muffled sounds came out. Feeling Naoya’s cock touch your uvula every time he thrusted, your cunt dripped with anticipation and lust, your body liking the rough treatment. Before you could even gather your thoughts, Naoya buried your face into his pubes, releasing white ropes of his cum into your mouth. Salty, thick, hot and so goddamn good. And you found it slightly better than Naobito’s. Perhaps it was due to Naobito’s poor diet and alcoholic tendencies that you found yourself preferring the younger Zenin’s cum. Although, these words will never be spoken out loud. Huffing, Naoya forcefully lifted your chin up. “Open.” Obeying the young master, you displayed the cum decorating the insides of your mouth. He approvingly hummed, gathering the saliva in his mouth before spitting it into your mouth. “Swallow.”

You glanced back at the older Zenin, noticing remnants of his cum on the tatami mats and his robe. The sight seemingly makes you lose all reason (as if you had any in the first place). Unable to ignore the throbbing in your core, you went on all fours, displaying your dripping pussy towards the two Zenins. Wiggling your ass in front of them, you pleaded. “P-please! I need the both of you! J-just touch me!” To prove your point, you spread apart your pussy lips, showing your throbbing clit and clenching holes. “Mmhh~”

Naobito and Naoya's eyes met. Their eyes seem to darken in lust and something akin to wickedness. The father and son pair never seemed to agree on anything until now. But seeing their compliant whore displaying her needy little pussy, made them agree on one thing; they made an unspoken vow to destroy whatever pride left you have. But then again, your pride was long gone the moment you decided to be Naobito’s loyal cockwarmer.

Naoya grabbed one of your ass cheeks before proceeding to spank it. You bite your lips, muffling the moan that arose from your throat. “Look at you,” he yanked your hair, pulling your body towards his chest. He leaned into your ear rasping, “Don’t you feel ashamed? Don’t you have any self respect?”

Before you could answer, Naobito interjected. “Well what do you expect from a lowly little thing? The only thing on her cock drunk mind is getting fucked.” He brushed a piece of hair to the back of your hair. “Isn’t that right sweetheart?” he murmured. You nodded, not trusting your own voice. Fuck, he was so right. You were nothing more than a cock sleeve for the Zenin family. From the moment you had a taste of the pleasures the Zenin family could give you, you have wholeheartedly dedicated your life’s purpose to be an obedient slave to them.

“You’ve been fucked in the ass?” Naoya asked, more so a statement rather than an actual question. With how slutty you acted, he was pretty sure you were already used in both the ass and pussy. Such a shame. To him, you were a girl who whored herself out to men twice—even triple— your age. A pretty little thing like you is sure a good fuck. But in terms of marriage, you had absolutely no value. Your only worth came from your tight cunt and your ability to procreate. By the time you lose your youth and get all dried up, Naoya was sure his father was going to replace you with another young, innocent, virgin plaything. It was only a matter of time.

He circled the ring of your ass, before sinking a finger in as a means to tease you. “O-oh!” Surprised by the intrusion, you squirmed within his arms. “Y-young master! Please—“ You didn’t know what you were begging for exactly. But your cockdrunk mind knew one thing: you wanted more. Seeing the sight of his slut at the mercy of his son, Naobito let out a chuckle. Bending down, Naobito blew onto your sensitive clit.

“Haah… uugh… a-ahh!”

“Now then,” Naobito lazily drawled. “Let’s inspect your pretty cunt.” He pulled apart your pussy lips, pretending to give it slight inspection. Dipping his tongue into your hole, he slurped your juices as if you were his beloved rice wine. Feeling him drag his tongue against your aching walls, made your toes curl. The younger Zenin, moved his attention towards your breasts, kneading it, slapping it, pulling it. Using his fingers, he teasingly pulled on your nipples. Being pleasured by the two Zenin, gave you more than enough stimulation to get close to climaxing.

Naoya, noticing your body tensing, continued to assault your boobs. “Oh? Cumming so soon? Don’t tell me you’re actually getting off to the old fucker,” he laughed. “Feeling good?”

“Mmmmm. Feels so so so good,” you babbled, drool escaping the corner of your mouth.

“Ha! What a dirty bitch!” Naoya exclaimed, collecting the drool to use as lube for your asshole. Just as you were about to cum, Naobito pulled away, leaving you all dazed and confused.

“W-why?” you whined, squirming, tears about to spill over. “Let me cum!”

Unimpressed by your attitude, Naobito slapped your cunt. “Behave.”

Naoya playfully tsked at you, condemning you for your poor choice of words. Without a warning, Naoya lifted your body up as he started to bullied his cock into your tight ass.

“FUCK!” You cursed, causing Naobito to once again reprimand you by slapping your over-abused pussy.

“M’ gonna ruin this tight ass of yours.” Naoya grinned, his eyes reflecting his joyous desire to ruin you. “I’m going to fucking teach you how to be an obedient little slut.” You yelped, grabbing whatever you could get a hold of. In this case, it was Naoya. He kept fucking you, chasing his high, not caring whether or not you reached yours. Feeling your ass tighten on his cock, he pulled out, preferring to finish himself off in his hands than let you have the relief you’ve been seeking for. You fell limp onto Naobito, as you moaned in pain of having your orgasm taken away from you once again. Naoya groaned as he jerked himself off, finishing on your back.

Naobito, finally running out of patience, gave you no reprieve as he rubbed the head of his cock on your pussy. You screeched as you felt him enter. He chuckled at the way you desperately tried to grab onto his robe as a futile attempt to deal with your pleasure. You panted as he began to move his hips. Distracted by Naobito’s cock thrusting into you with a deep force, you didn’t seem to realize that the younger Zenin was right behind you. He held his cock to your rear, stretching your hole once again with his girth.

With the surprise intrusion, you couldn’t help but reach your long needed climax, getting off to the pain and pleasure the Zenins’ provided. Your mouth opened as a silent gasp escapes you with your back arched, head resting back on Naoya’s shoulder.

“You like getting fucked in both holes, huh?” Naoya teased. Looking at the gourd nearby, Naoya grabbed it before pouring the rest of the alcohol contents onto your tongue. Most of it dripped down to the crevices of your breasts and down to where the three of you were connected. Naobito, too pussydrunk to even reprimand his son, bent down to slurp at the remaining sake on your breasts, before choosing to suck on one of your nipples in hopes it'll produce some kind of liquid.

You felt so stretched out, feeling very vein and bump of their cocks. Naobito let your sensitive nipple go with a pop. His eyes wandered to your face, noticing how fucked up you looked with your eyes rolled back and mouth open. God, you looked like an angel to him. The prettiest thing he has ever seen. “Fuck— you’re taking us so well,” he groaned

“Ye— OH! O-oh… Hnnghnn!” Unable to make a complete sentence, the best you could do was wantonly moan like a whore.

In. Out. In. Out. You didn’t know how much more you could take. “Too much, fuck fuck fuck! Nao—“ You cried as you came on their cocks again. Unfortunately for you, the two of them continued to rut into you like animals in the heat, their thick cocks rubbing against your walls.

After God knows how long, Naoya was the first one to finish. “Fuck,” he grunted, stilling his hips as he came into your ass. Being the menace he is, he reached towards your clit, rigorously rubbing it as if you didn’t come already.

“P-PLEASE! N-No more! I-it’s too m-much,” you cried, tears dripping down your face.

Naoya raised his eyebrow. “Oh? But weren’t you begging to come earlier? Please please please. Let me cum,” he mocked. You couldn’t answer since the only sounds you could produce were blubbering whimpers at this point. Naoya continued to play with your clit, much to your dismay. With the extra stimulation, your walls clenched. Naobito let out a deep groan as he felt your wet cunt throb against him. With a curse, he spilled his load inside of you, gifting you with the possibility of more Zenin heirs.

Seemingly done with entertaining himself, Naoya pulled out, watching his cum drip out of your ass all while his father was still plugged into your pussy. He pulled his pants back up, and before leaving, he gave you a quick spank on the ass. Sharing you with his father was less than ideal however, he assumed that it was a better-than-nothing type of situation. Luckily today, his father was in a good mood to share his whore with him. Otherwise, Naoya would’ve been kicked out and been severely reprimanded later on. If he finds you wandering in the estate by yourself another day, he is going to take you for himself next time. And there’s no need for his father to know of his plans.

With Naoya gone, the only thing that could be heard in the room is labored breathing. Naobito held you in his arms as the two of you tried to recover from the high. Feeling his limp cock slowly get hard again, you wiggled your ass, causing him to give you a light smack on your rear.

A light chuckle left you. “Again?”

Naobito smirked at you, a sly grin etching his face. Moving you into a mating press, he playfully thrusts into you.

“Let’s give Naoya a sibling.”

Author's Note: My first fic! Absolutely unhinged LMAO! Anyways, I'm open to asks and thirsts. Please send them my way ♡

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fake00ut · 6 months

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fighting every carnal urge in my body trying not to fuck this old man

#naobito zenin #jjk naobito #naobito smut #sigh

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getonite · 2 months

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so i saw something, might b back onto the naobito train 😓

#( the yapper in me )#IT IS IN FACT MAPPAS FAULT FOR ANIMATING HIM LIKE THAT NUMBER 1 #NUMBER 2 #I SAW A POST...I-#naobito x reader #naobito zenin #naobito smut

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yukichosodrink · 3 months

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Duties, Responsibilities.

Pairings: Naoya zenin x reader

Summary: All your life you know you had to be married off, and you don't even know what awaits you when you are married off to the heir of the Zen'in clan, Zenin Naoya.

C/W: virgnity loss, arranged marriage, reader is really innocent, mentions of purity, pregnancy, breeding kink, cream pie

Ever since you were a little girl, you were taught on how to be a good wife. You were told that you had to be obedient to your husband, listen to his every command. Your cursed technique wasn't important to your clan, beside the fact that it would result in great heirs. Women in your clan were taught this way, and most importantly, you had to maintain your purity for your husband.

So, here you are now, wearing a beautiful kimono, hairpins in your scalp, getting married off to the heir of the Zen'in Clan. From what you have heard about him, he's not a nice man. He's misogynist, and you haven't even met him before but both his clan and yours gains greatly from this arranged marriage.

The wedding processions were done, and you were sitting in his, correction, our room. It was a fairly large room, as it should be for the heir, decorated with expensive looking wooden antiques and beautiful sceneries. A king-sized bed was which you were sitting on looking down, anxiously. You couldn't believe it. You were really married, and more anxious about meeting the man that was now your husband.

Your hands folded neatly in your lap, as you look down with cheeks red, waiting anxiously, when you heard the door barge open. He shuts the door behind him and looks at you, grinning widely. He looked you up and down, his grin broadening as he looked. You hated how he looked at you like you were some prize he had recently obtained. His eyes moved over your body.

"My beautiful wife…" He says sarcastically, his grin never fading from his face. He walks over to you, his body language aggressive, and grabs you by the chin, lifting your head up to look into his eyes. "I expect that you will start popping out kids as soon as possible. Our clans need heirs, don't they?"

I frown, not knowing what to say, my cheeks red,"Uh- Can I sleep?" I ask anxiously, trying to change the topic.

Naoyo chuckles to himself. "Of course not. Why do you think you're here?" He smirks, letting go of your chin. "Besides, since we're going to be married, I'm going to take what I deserve. I'm going to take what is mine, and you're going to please me, like a good wife should."

"I-I don't know how to please you." You say, looking down again, you have been prepared your whole life to be a wife, but were you really prepared? All you knew was that you had to obey him.

"You don't know your duties? You don't know how to please a man? Tsk, and here I thought you were going to be a good wife." He said, his breath on your hair, as if he was disappointed, his tone of mockery and condescesion.

"No-No! I will be a good wife to you. Teach me, please." You responded almost immediately, cheeks reddening in embarrassment, you did not want to disappoint your husband now did you?

"Since you asked so nicely." His lips are on your ear now, his hands holding your waist. "Strip and get on all fours."

Your hands undo your kimono, obeying his orders and now you are exactly in the position he wanted you in. Before you knew, he was already bare, his hand stroking up and down your spine and back.

His hand hits your ass cheek and you cry out, feeling embarrassed at the sudden contact. "You got such a nice ass, wife." He says chuckling lowly behind you. He grabs your hair suddenly and pushes you, lips smashing into yours, teeth clashing, forcing his tongue into your mouth, kissing you lustfully, devoid of any passion.

He pulls your hair back, arching your back and he takes your tits in his palms, molding and pulling at them.

"Can't wait for them to be all round and full of milk, mm?" He says as he puts it in his mouth biting and sucking, a lewd moan erupting from your lips. He moves his fingers and put two of them inside of your wet hole.

"Look at you, dripping. How filthy." He mocks, fingers going in and out of your hole and rubbing your clit in fast circles, and it's not even a minute when you're cumming around his fingers, face all red and whines erupting from your lips. He puts his fingers inside your mouth,"taste yourself" and takes out his fingers with a 'pop' sound.

He lines his cock at your hole now, flipping you on all fours now, slamming in without warning as you yelp out his name. He begins to slowly move, he sees the blood on his cock.

"Blood, you know what this means? Means, you are my woman now."

His fingers are in your hair pulling them back, and his thumb protruding the entrance of your ass.

"Bet if I stick one in here, you won't mind? A bitch like you needs all her holes full, right?" He says lewdly, cock dragging in and out.

"Nao-naoya, nngh" I cry out, incapable to form normal sentences.

"Yeah, say my name again. Need to hear who's fucking you this good." He says full on fucking you now. His thumb is in your ass and his hips are slamming against yours, and you wonder how does it feel so good, your vision blurs, seeing stars, wanting more.

"Y-you, only you."

"Yeah, gonna let your husband use your pussy, hm? Gonna let him breed this cunt full of his kids?" He says tongue going inside your ear, fucking you at the same pace.

You clench at his words and he grunts,"Yeah, you like that baby? Want to have my kids inside you?" He groans, picking up his pace.

"Y-yes Naoya! Give me your kids, pl-please." You say and he's gripping your hips tightly now, your vision blurs and you grip the pillow, cumming around his cock, face in the pillow. He continues fucking you, chasing his own high, then cumming inside your pussy.

Your face is inside the pillow, gripping the sheets. He pulls you by your hair, lips at your ear.

"I'm not done with you wife. Need to make sure you're pregnant."

A/N: i wrote this in a hurry!! idk how it was but i hope yall enjoy it i kinda feel naoya isnt in demand but yea.

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dab1-ex · 2 years

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Chapter 8

Pairings: Choso x reader (Naoya x reader)

Synopsis: You’re in an arranged marriage with Naoya he may not seem like the prince charming but maybe a your knight may come saving you, his the Samurai Choso from the Kamo clan. Will he save you from this disaster you call a marriage or will Naoya change for the better or come to his demise as the worst.

Genre: Historical AU, drama

Warnings: Smut, Creampie, Cheating, Pregnancy, inappropriate language

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Slowly you untied your belt as Choso watched in amazement.

"My lady, what are you doing" Choso asked as he continued to look at you mesmerized.

"I think you know what I'm doing" you said with a slight smile as you continued to undress.

You slowly began to remove each layer of your kimono slowly, while Choso stood witness to it all. He couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't believe the sight infront of him.

You knew no one would see you acting upon your desires as the khoi pond at the Zenin Estate was in the far back of the courtyard behind the many bushes that hid it away.

" What if someone sees you my lady?" He said as you let the last article of your yukata fall to the ground leaving you bare.

"Then let them see me" you said as you leaned forward to catch Choso's lips.

He of course fell into your kiss with as much passion as you did. He wanted this, he graved. The soft touching of your tongues as your bodies began to heat.

Choso hand went from your face to slowly exploring your now exposed body, the softness of your curves as he held your waist; his hand slowly moved to your ass that he was somewhat familiar with he gave it an experimental grab that caused you to moan into his mouth.

Your moan drove him wild, as he now grabbed your ass much more firmer which made womanhood slowly start to get wetter.

When Choso pulled away from the kiss he looked at your face that the stars illuminated, and that was all he needed as if confirmation from the universe for his next actions.

"Lay down" he said as you began to carefully lay on your discarded clothing on the ground.

You laid there looking up at him, at the tall strong man who you hoped would soon enter you.

And he looked down at you the woman whom he had become infatuated with; the way you laid on your discarded yukata as you looked at him drove him wild. He could feel the blood rush to his member as it began to grow harder with each passing second.

He slowly began to unlosen his own belt yukuta, now it was your turn to watch in amazement. He slowly began to remove his clothing until he stood before you just as naked as you were.

You eyed his body, his firm muscles from all the years of training to the scars on his body from battle. His body was that of a great warrior and his face was like an angels.

You gazed shifted from his face down to between his legs. His cock was fully erect with a pearl of pre-cum formed at the tip.

The sight alone made you feel a gush of wetness between your own legs.

Without a word Choso kneeled down to your body on the ground.

"Part your legs" he commanded and so you did, Choso's commandments to you made you feel like he was in control of you in a protective manner the complete opposite to Naoya's commands that made you feel degraded.

When your legs were fully parted Choso shifted in-between them, his eyes looking into your own till he began looking down between your legs to see the mess that had formed. Your wetness had leaked to between your thighs and was ever present even in the darkness of the night.

You couldn't take it anymore you could feel your core pulsing, you needed him in you so desperately. You lifted your back up from the ground as you wrapped your arms around Choso neck to kiss him once again.

You kissed him like he was your last attempt to breath he like he was water in a desert and he allowed you too. His tongue gliding along your own and you felt your nipples harden as they brushed against his skin.

Choso began to palm your breast pinching your left nipple as you deepened the kiss. When you began to moan he pulled away as he began to suck you left nipple and now pinch the right.

The sensation of him lapping at your nipple made core began to drip onto the yukuta the two of you were now on. The way his tongue touched the centre causing electricity to run through your body.

"Lay back down" he said as he continued to suck on your nipples. He remained latched to the left as you lied down.

When you were fully back down laying he removed his mouth from your nipple as he began to kiss your neck.

You couldn't take this teasing anymore you could feel his cock so close to your core, it was driving you insane you needed him in you. You were going to lose your mind if he didn't enter you soon.

In away to alleviate your need you started to thrust up into him in hopes that he would understand your body's need.

"Please enter me. Please Choso I can't anymore I need you inside of me"

He stopped his attack on your neck, as he stood on his knees again. He placed the tip of his member at your entrance, massaging the tip around it.

"Choso please, I beg of you. Claim me" you said trying you best not to shout.

Your begging did little as he continued to only tease the tip of his cock to your entrance.

"Choso I need you. My nipples are hard and my womanhood leaks for you plea-" your words were cut, in one swift motion Choso had entered you.

He stood still for a moment as your tight cunt squeezed his member.

You squirmed underneath him as the sensation of his cock inside you drove you near the edge. You could feel the thick vein on the underside of his cock and the bulbous head that was noe gently pushing against your womb.

When Choso sensed you were ready he slowly began thrusting and you tried your best not to moan in case anyone was walking past the hedges that hid the two of you away.

Choso pace was slow, with each thrust being deeper than the next. He could feel how wet his balls had become from your juices, which only spurred him on to go deeper.

Choso thrusts became agony as each thrust brought your closer to your release, you stood as an edge and needed him to push you over it.

"Choso I'm going to cum" you said through moan.

Your words had an effect on him as he began to pick up his pace, going faster and faster. He was trying his best not to ravage you but your words made him lose it, you were going to cum because of him which made his mind go blank and the only thing he focused on was your cunt sucking him in.

You could feel it rise once again the feeling in your stomach, the knot that was about to break, you could feel it, you needed it to snap so badly.

You looked at Choso, with his disheveled hair and the sweat that glistened his chest and the sight became to much for you as you came, clenching around his cock.

The tightness of your cunt only made Choso have his own release as he came straight into your burning heat, hot white cum being shot straight into your womb.

You slowly began to catch you breath, looking at Choso once again who now had a smile on his face.

"Your not the most vocal" you teased him

"I was focused, and we're hiding behind a shrub" he said, causing you to quietly giggle.

He slowly pulled out of you as you continued to look at him, you still couldn't believe this man who was extremely serious when you first met him was now making jokes about the two of you making love behind the hedges.

He slowly stood up; once he was fully on his feet he offered you a hand. The two of you now stood naked by the khoi pond.

"Let me help you" he said as he reached down to the yukata that the two of you were making love on.

"I'm sorry it's a bit wet" Choso said as he helped you get dressed.

"I mean you did cause the wetness so I'll have to forgive you" you said looking up at him with a smile.

He looked down at you with a smile of his own, before he himself quickly dressed.

Now the two of you were fully clothed once again starring into each other's eyes.

"Do you think you're capable of falling asleep now?" He asked as his hands reached to hold your face.

"I think I should be able to"

He slowly leaned down kissing you once more, before the two of you departed ways.

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You slowly walked back to your quarters, your mind kept drifting to the last few minutes you had with Choso. They way he made you feel a new different type of pleasure so close yet so different from Naoya.

You had to be careful as you knew to well that you would become addicted to his touch, the firm grip he'd have on your waist, the way he grabbed your ass and the soft but passionate kisses you'd share.

You brought your thoughts to a halt as you stood infront of the door at your quarters. You prayed that Naoya was still busy and not yet home yet, or if he was that he'd be in a deep slumber.

Quietly you opened the door, moving around as swiftly and silently.

You approached your room the candle was blown out and there you saw the figure of Naoya lying in bed. You sighed in relief that he was asleep.

"Late night strolls" Naoya said shifting up from his lying position.

"I could not fall asleep as I waited for you" you said head bowed down, you mentally cursed yourself now. If he questioned you any further you prayed not to slip out any information about Choso.

"You should not wonder so late on your own" he said with a stern look now on his face.

"I'm sorry Naoya-sama"

"Just because you have a personal guard now does not mean you can venture off into the night" he said as he began to lie back down.

You internally rolled your eyes, was that not the point of having a personal guard that you'd be protected by them majority of the time.

You began to undress, trying your best to not make a sound in hopes to not further irritate you always irritated husband.

You now lie beside him in a simple robe, as the evening was to heated for your yukuta.

You began shifting in bed only to be met with Naoya's bare body.

You lied on your back hoping Naoya had noticed you accidental touch of against his bare body.

Sadly, luck was against you as he now moved to hover over your body, his arms being his support.

"You arrive late to you chambers, are you not expected to give an apology"

"I'm sorry, Naoya-sama" you said looking into his eyes, with a dead faced expression.

Naoya could sense the defiance you were radiating and it reminded him of the evening back at the Kamo Estate and the feelings that he was trying his best to suppress for you started coming out again. He had to have you again for the second time for the day.

"Perhaps an apology that doesn't use your words" he said as he leaned forward gently kissing you.

And for the second time that day your husband had buried his seed deep inside your womb.

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Choso wondered the Estate after you had left him. His mind was still in a state of pure bliss, he couldn't believe it, the woman of the prophecy he had made love to.

It was everything he had hoped it to be. He knew that one way or another you'd be his, it was only right. That's what the prophecy stated.

He returned back to the khoi pond looking down at the spot where you had lied a few hours ago. Where you had spread your legs and begged him to take you.

His smiled as he looked at the moon that illumated the khoi pond.

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Day after day you began to see less of Naoya and whenever he graced you with his presence it was to bend you over the nearest surface.

You didn't miss him so seeing less of him was to your advantage. The time away from him you spent in the gardens or courtyard accompanied by your Samurai or some would say your guard.

Evening after evening you'd venture out into the dark and meet him at khoi pond hidden behind the hedges where the two of you would make love under the moonlight.

You were surprised Naoya never became suspicious about your late night ventures, you even went as far as to ask him why he didn't seem to care and all he replied with was.

"You seem to do as you please. I've stopped caring about what happens, I do pray second season comes by quicker"

As much as you disliked Naoya and his inability to keep his promises such as 'treating you like a woman he loved' you were fearful for the second season. What would it bring you, since you were clearly not pregnant yet, you knew well enough Naobito would not just let you leave.

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As you went about your life on the Zenin Estate trying you best to ignore second season.

Naoya had been working hard, he had been spending his time amongst the councilmen discussing issues that could arise as well as how to keep the town below the state well nourished and financially a float.

He hated to be spending this much time away from you, but he knew it what had to be done to make this estate better for you and perhaps soon his child.

He prayed every night while you went on your evening walks that you'd be with child soon, that was the only reason he did not argue with your evening departures.

He did not want you to see him hunched over on the floor of your bedroom praying to whatever higher power that you'd be blooming with his child soon.

He hated how he'd have to keep a cold demeanor towards you but he thought it was the only way you'd love him, and his proof of this love was whenever he'd show his irritation or anger you'd be so willing to keep him close and do whatever he said.

So he bit his tongue and as much as his heartached to hold you close and be tender and loving he didn't he thought that the only way you'd reciprocate his love was only if he was distant.

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Choso, the reserved man that he was, was enjoying these moments with you.

The ones where'd he accompany you wherever you pleased or when you spoke about your favorite type of flower. Any normal man would say they enjoyed the evenings for obvious reasons but he enjoyed all the intimate moments the two of you shared alone.

Everything the prophecy his mother spoke of had come true thus far, so he knew you were the one. He could feel the love he had for you whenever you appeared in his minds eye.

It was now the last week before second season would began, and very often did you speak to him about your thoughts on that, how you were not pregnant yet and your fear of Naobito once he realized you were barren by then.

One evening when the two of you had finished making love and you had left was when the brilliant idea came to his mind. You and him would run away, you would be free from all the troubles of such titles as Lady and Lord's. It would be just the two of you somewhere secretive.

On the Monday of the last week of first season he had walked over to your quarters, confidence with each step as he went over how he would tell you of his plan. He knew you would agree, you dreaded Naoya and this plan of his was a way to have you free from it all.

He had finally reached your quarters, he knocked on the door expecting you to answer it.

Only to be met with Fujiko your lady in waiting.

"Where is Lady (Y/N)"

"She rests in her room" Fujiko said; Choso found this odd you'd usually be dressed in one of you beautiful kimono's waiting for him on the tatami mat so that he could accompany you for your afternoon walks.

He slowly walked to the door.

"Choso-San, I don't think you are needed today" Fujiko said pulling at his arm before he could reach your bedroom door.

Choso looked at the woman whose grasped almost begged him to turn around and leave, but he didn't he had to see you.

"Choso-san please, it's not good for Lady (Y/N) conditi-" Fujiko's words were cut off as Choson had opened the bedroom door.

That's when he saw it you looking sick hunched over the side of the bed, throwing up whatever was left of a meal.

"(Y/N)!" He said as he walked over to you figure.

"Are you okay?"

"She's perfectly fine" Naoya said as he walked out of the bathroom, sitting on the bed as he pulled your figure into an embrace. You clung to Naoya's figure holding him as close as you could.

"Did you not hear the good news Choso-san?" Naoya said as he pushed strands of you hair out of your face.

"No"

Naoya hand moved lower and lower, and Choso felt the world he had built with you start to crumble; until Naoya's hand reached your lower abdomen.

"(Y/N), is pregnant!"

Hope you enjoyed this 💕

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gojoest · 6 hours

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ENTANGLED

pairing: gojo satoru x zenin f! reader

series synopsis: seeking ways to cut ties with your family, the zenins, you get tangled up in a marriage of convenience with the head of the gojo clan — gojo satoru. will you attain the freedom you’ve been striving for your entire life, or did you sign your own life sentence? will love blossom or will blood spill? and if it’s both, can you turn back time?

warnings: minors & ageless blogs do not interact, canon divergent, reader is a zenin, born without cursed energy, discrimination and hints of abuse during childhood on reader’s part, f! reader, she/her pronouns used, childhood friends falling out, marriage in convenience, falling in love, angst, comfort, twists, eventual smut (more TBA). please check out the warnings before each chapter.

CHAPTER ONE (coming soon)

synopsis: you — the daughter of zenin naobito (the head of the zenin clan), born with no cursed energy and therefore deemed to be the disgrace of the clan — have only one dream. to escape from your own blood that’s rejected you ever since birth, even if it means you have to dirty your hands in the process. when simply running away is not an option, for they would indubitably find you and drag you back for worse, you find your getaway in the arms of an enemy clan.

CHAPTER TWO . . .

CHAPTER THREE . . .

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#ઈઉ — ai writes #series: entangled #[ ♡ ] — satoru #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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nanaslutt · 3 months

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hear me out.. naobito x reader smut.

unfortunately he reminds me of my father so i will have to decline this one LMFAOOOOOOOOOO

#carbon copy :3

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namazunomegami · 8 months

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prince!toji x imperial concubine!reader

a/n: Part 3 of my drabble series is finished!! I'm not a Toji simp but writing him was a surprisingly easy process. And for the love of god I just can't finish Gojo it's so hard to handle him in this specific setting.

Sorry Toji girlies but I just can't imagine him as an emperor in the AU, but being a disgraced prince goes sooo well with his character. Hope you'll enjoy this part as much as I did while working on it!

Likes and reblogs are still appreciated <33

wc: 1060, I got carried away with the exposition

cw: Toji is a dick, smut, period accurate euphemism for an orgasm, angsty ending

credits: My one and only @notveryrussian did the proofreading again, thank u darl <33

MDNI, if you do, I'm gonna block you so hard you'll feel it in your next life

When an emperor dies, his mandate dies with him. The death of a god can shake the whole realm, it shakes the whole family. Anomalies start to happen because heaven’s throne shouldn’t stay vacant for long.

Toji almost lost the last bit of his sanity when he was summoned to the capital. It’s sickening that the court wanted him to go back to the palace and pay his respects to the recently deceased Naobito. Another blow to his already wounded pride. They want him to venerate the uncle who cast him out of the family, who banished him to a rural town to live in conditions so unfitting for his rank, with no support on top of all of that. Luckily, he’s familiar with many shortcuts to easy money.

The embalmed corpse of the late emperor is his only delight. The spacious halls and courtyards of the palaces, the carvings, the decorative paintings, thangkas, the ginormous, lush gardens made him yearn for that small house he was sent to. This place just wasn’t home anymore. Those related to him weren’t family anymore. They get through with the funeral rites, the relatives and the officials will settle the line of succession, and then he’ll leave, he has no other reason to stay here. He has no hopes to be chosen as emperor. Naobito and Jinichi already did so much damage to his name. Maybe the rest of the family just want something to gossip about for a few years, that’s why they called him back.

It’s all so tiring. The vigils, the march to the tomb, the prayers the monks recite, the offerings. He has nothing to give, not even an incense stick or a plate of fruits. He endures the rites in silence, he has no pleasant memories to reflect upon or kind words to say about him much to his cousins’ dismay. He wants to tear everything to pieces, burn the whole city down and piss on the ruins because that’s what Naobito always deserved.

After the funeral, the whole palace descends into chaos. Naobito failed to appoint an heir, every one of his kids has an equal chance to inherit the throne and the whole court sits in the Hall of Mental Cultivation to argue about the distribution of wealth, the army, and the provinces between the family. They’re like jackals, bickering over the meat on a rotten corpse.

Before he planned to sneak into the Hall of Three Rarities to look at (and maybe steal) some of the relics, the issue of the concubines was brought up.

You’re a lovely little bunch. Naobito wasn’t a man known for his gentleness, the mutual torment made you stick together, support each other. Just the thought of it makes his cold heart fill with a strange kind of comfort. You’re all so lost, having no idea what will happen to you, who will have ownership over you. You out of all of them pray every night that Naoya will never be crowned emperor. You’d rather escape, beg for money and crumbs of dry bread on the streets before you’d let him touch you.

Maybe your prejudice towards the royal family and your gut feeling was wrong this time. He’s not like any other member of his family. He’s rough around the edges but treats you all with an odd form of kindness. You and the other concubines soon grew to like his company. They await him during leisure time to serve him tea, sing to him, you even dusted off your guzheng to play an ancient melody. With each passing day, the concubines are glowing more and more, melting in his presence. He has them wrapped around his fingers and you start thinking about whether you’re an exception or not.

It’s too late to realize that you’re not.

You walk back to the Palace of Eternal Harmony together after you picked some plums in the gardens. You’re not suspecting anything. It’s already dusk, he just wants to protect you, right? He notices your hairpin, an exquisite and costly thing with dangling pearls and jewels embedded into the flower petals shaped with gold. Naobito must have liked you, he says. You shake your head and confess that you weren’t a particular favorite of his. He has seen you only for a few nights, and you don’t know how but he manages to get all the details out of you. He’s not surprised that Naobito didn’t care about your pleasure, or if he’d caused you any pain and then just threw you away like a used toy.

What a perfect match, a disgraced nephew and an unfavored concubine.

He doesn’t care about the rules in the concubine’s quarters, he lets himself into your small room. You serve him the plums just to hide your own flusteredness. He splits the fruit in half with ease and offers it back to you, handfeeding you. Drips of sweet juice stream down on your chin. There’s depravity and starvation in your eyes. Poor soul, maybe even you can’t remember the last time you were touched. He pities you.

He’s so unlike Naobito.

He has the patience to prepare you, gives you time to adjust to him. This is your first time laying on your back, belly up, every inch of you revealed to him. It makes you feel vulnerable but at least he’s looking at you. Right in the face as your features distort in pleasure. You finally experience what the older consorts called “cloud and rain”. A nice name, you think, but it’s not the right idiom to describe what you’re feeling. It’s like ascension to another plane of existence. A rumble. Rippling warmth. Overflowing joy.

You’re too absorbed in the afterglow to notice how cold he is. The sweat sticking to his skin, the tips of his fingers, everything is so cold about him. But maybe you can warm his heart up. If only he would take you with him after the succession crisis is solved. Get away from this horrid place, let you two finally heal.

But when you wake up he’s gone. He has taken your hairpin, maybe as a memento or to put a price tag on it. The only thing that remains is his seed inside of you. You feel ruined, just like he intended with everything Naobito ever owned.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk drabbles #toji fushiguro x reader #meesa writes

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nkogneatho · 2 months

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𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒

— starring: naobito zenin, jogo and gakuganji

— word count: 1.3k

—cw: foursome, stepcest, daddy kink, monsterfucking, dirty talking, use of nicknames (sugar plum, lavapie, slut, my little whore, cumsock), cunningulus, double penetration, boob sucking, tongue fucking, blowjob, deepthroat, face riding, breeding, unprotected, creampie, full nelson, cowgirl, doggy, facial, reader passes out in the end.

—synopsis: your came home late at night and your daddy and his friends are chilling, but you are caught sneaking in. your daddy decides to punish you in front of his friends and later they join in too.

—a/n: i worked so hard on this 🥺😢 i hope you like it.

BITCH WHY DID YOU CLICK READMORE??? HUH???? ANSWER ME NOW. WHAT IS WRONG W YOU?

#jjk x reader #naobito x reader #jjk smut #jogo x reader #gakuganji x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen #tw.monsterfucking #tw.stepcest

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shuakepills · 7 months

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Naobito who is old but can still fuck you like hes young <3

has your legs on his shoulders as he shoves his fat cock deep inside of you to remind you who owns you <3

#naobito smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #naobito zenin #toji smut #gojo smut #geto smut #nanami smut #jujutsu kaisen headcanons

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heyitsmirae · 6 months

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Nanami, it’s time [JJK fanfic]

Chapter Title: Time to go Word Count: 1,960 Synopsis: We all know that moment when Kento Nanami gets torched by Jogo, and you know what comes next… well I know we all want to turn back time and undo that moment. This is a retelling of that part in the story, with something different added to it. Nanami has a wife (you!) who is also a Jujutsu Sorcerer with a unique power, and they both want out of the Jujutsu Society forever. Pairing: Kento Nanami x Reader Content Warning: none YET, but in the succeeding chapters, there WILL be smut, I’m warning you all because I’m writing this while I’m ovulating lol horny JJK fans unite Notes: I had help from ChatGPT to generate a unique JJK-verse Cursed Technique without it being too OP or copying from an existing character, so thank you chatgpt lol, see the end part for a detailed explanation of the technique

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NANAMI’S POV

A minute ago, I, Naobito Zenin, Megumi Fushiguro, and Maki Zenin were all standing on a beach, the domain of the Cursed Spirit Dagon, watching the new arrival of a strong, frenzied man who had zero Cursed Energy, who was beating the daylights out of the domain owner.

The next thing I knew, we were back in the station at Shibuya, staring at the lifeless body of the octopus creature whose domain obviously crumbled upon his death at the hand of the man in the sweatshirt.

The same man who is now walking towards us with a glint of madness in his eye.

“Is he on our side...?” I thought, mentally preparing myself to battle this man in case he wasn’t.

Suddenly, two things simultaneously happened.

The man wearing a sweatshirt suddenly dragged Fushiguro-kun and flung him out the window, and another Cursed Spirit with an insane amount of Cursed Energy appeared without warning next to the corpse of Dagon.

He looked odd, almost comical, with the shape of his head looking like a volcano, complete with the top billowing off small amounts of steam. But we all knew he was dangerous.

“Dagon, I’ll take it from here. Leave the rest to me, we’ll meet again in the wastelands, one hundred years from now. Now then…” the Cursed Spirit said, turning to face all of us.

In a split second, he was by my side, touching my abdomen and glaring at me.

I barely had time to register what was happening when suddenly, I felt the familiar presence of a Cursed Energy, one whose presence I had not wanted to be in this place at all, not especially in this moment.

Time seemed to slow down as I saw my wife running towards me, worry evident in her light brown eyes.

“Y/N, my love, why are you here? Weren’t you supposed to be in Osaka? It’s dangerous here!” is what I willed my mouth to speak, but the words aren’t coming out.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. My mind can’t process it that quickly, but somewhere, somehow, I knew this was the power of her Cursed Technique, Chrono-Warping.

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READER’S POV

I read and reread Principal Yaga’s text message to me, sent about an hour ago.

Y/N, you should come to Shibuya as soon as you can. It seems we will need all hands on deck to handle the Special Grade curses wreaking havoc. You may join your husband in the rescue mission to retrieve Gojo, who was sealed in Prison Realm. Resume your current mission once this crisis is averted.

I willed the bullet train to go even faster, bouncing my knee up and down in a nervous tic as I run a hand through my hair.

“Knowing Kento, he’ll probably do his best to protect the students and his kohai, Ino. He might even get hurt from that chivalrous attitude of his.” I muttered under my breath.

Which is one of the things I love and hate about Kento Nanami.

It’s not that I don’t trust his abilities to get him through the battle at Shibuya. It’s that I know how overprotective he is of the younger Jujutsu Sorcerers (and of me), he’ll always go above and beyond to protect them at the risk of his own life.

The next stop, Shibuya.

“Fucking finally. I’m gonna age from waiting in this damn train.” I said, apparently rather loudly, since the couple seated in front of me turned to look at me with their eyebrows raised.

“Eh, who cares what they think. I’m used to the stares and the discrimination.” I thought.

I was a foreigner, half Japanese, half (your nationality), in fact. Despite my living here for almost three decades and speaking Japanese with a perfect accent, my features will never be Japanese enough for me to be treated the same as the “locals”.

It was one of the things that brought me closer to my husband, in fact. Standing 6 feet tall and with obvious Western features, he certainly stood out in the crowd. The locals here do not like individuals who stand out, so we both experienced discrimination of sorts, even within the Jujutsu society.

While I wait for the train to arrive at the station, I let my mind wander at a conversation Kento and I had before we were married.

“How does it not bother you, Kento. That old man was just downright rude to you!”

“I remind myself that they do not personally know me and that anything they say or do to me is based on a prejudice they have preconceived in their minds. Since they do not know the real me, nor do they have any special meaning to me, I do not let their words and actions affect me. It’s a waste of time.”

That man is wise beyond his years. His words back then struck a chord in me, as someone who’s always let other people dictate my mood and let their words affect me. I’ve always been like a sponge that just absorbs all the positive and negative things around me. Kento has taught me so much, both as a jujutsu sorcerer and as a person.

Due to an unexpected issue at our next station, the train will now be stopping. All passengers are requested to leave the wagon with their personal belongings and follow the station superintendent, who will guide you to the nearest emergency exit. I repeat… due to…

This is bad, bad enough that the Shibuya station is closed.

Once the train doors were opened, I jumped out and ran as fast as I could, ignoring the gasps of the people as they saw me jump down and run onto the train tracks.

“Please be safe, please be safe, oh gods please be safe.” I said as I ran, clinging onto these words like a lifeline.

I sensed so many powerful Cursed Spirits and Cursed Energy in the station ahead. Willing myself to concentrate on the one Cursed Energy that I’m very much familiar with, I stopped running and closed my eyes.

There he is! A few hundred meters below me.

I hurried towards the emergency escape ladder and onto the B2 level of the train station platform. Then I saw them. The Cursed Spirit standing over the body of another Cursed Spirit, my husband, Naobito-san, and two Jujutsu High students.

“Chrono-Warping Technique: Temporal Manipulation!”

Time slowed for everyone else, except for me. I only have a few minutes until my body gets taxed from using this technique, or until I accidentally create a time loop, so I have to make good use of it.

The volcano head Cursed Spirit moved too fast; in fact, it was already in front of my husband by the time I got there. I’m not a Cursed Tool user, so I don’t have any weapons, but I think my hands are enough.

I grabbed the volcano head spirit and flung him together with that man who was holding onto one of the students by the collar.

Quickly switching their positions, I half carry, half dragged back the kid to the position where the Cursed Spirit was, and snapped my fingers to let the regular flow of time back.

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NANAMI’S POV

Blinking, I stared down at Megumi Fushiguro in confusion, who was looking just as confused as I was.

“Nanami-san…?” Megumi asked dazedly.

“Kento!”

Her voice is like breathing in fresh air after staying in the sewers for a long time, or like seeing the ocean stretch endlessly over the horizon at dawn after a long year without vacation.

She was a force of nature, this woman. My radiant sanctuary that keeps me anchored, a beacon of love and resilience in this unforgiving world of curses, her presence a soothing balm to my battle-weary soul.

“My love, what are you doing here? Weren’t you – ” I trailed off, unable to finish my sentence as I rest my cheek on her head, breathing in her scent and wrapping my arms around her body.

“Principal Yaga briefed me on what was going on here. He said all hands on deck were needed. Of course I had to come here, love.” she murmured. Her hands were patting my back gently, but then she broke off the hug to look at me sternly.

“Look at you, your favorite shirt was ripped. These cuts, I can’t…” She reached for her pocket and brought out a small handkerchief, wiping the cut on my forehead as her brow wrinkled into a frown.

“It’s nothing, look, love, we all aren’t safe here yet.” I said, trying to appease her worry by making light of my current physical state.

A loud AHEM startles us both.

“Yes, ahem, well, if you both are quite finished being lovey-dovey, I should very much like to leave this station and get my arm treated by Dr. Shoko.” Naobito said gruffly.

We turned to look at the others, who were all averting their gazes from us, looking shy and embarrassed to witness our moment.

I cleared my throat as well, feeling the heat rush to my cheeks as my wife gently tended to my injuries, ignoring everyone else stoically.

“We won’t do much good to anyone, much less rescue Gojo and all the non-sorcerers here in Shibuya, if we’re injured. Let’s go find Ieri-san and get treatment for our wounds.” I said in a deadpan tone.

I could feel a different energy radiate from my wife, and I felt a sweat drop from my brow.

“Is she mad that I got this much injured? Is she scared? What is it?”

No matter how many years we’ve been married, I’m not sure I’ll ever fully understand how my wife’s mind works.

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Chrono-Warping

A rare and balanced ability known as "Chrono-Warping" surfaces. This power enables its possessor to manipulate the flow of time in localized pockets, introducing a unique set of advantages and challenges.

Key Features:

Temporal Manipulation: The user can temporarily accelerate or decelerate time within a specific area. This can be employed defensively to evade attacks, strategically to gain an advantage in combat, or to provide brief moments of respite amid chaotic battles.

Time Echo: The ability to create echoes of the immediate past or future within the user's perception. These echoes offer glimpses of upcoming events or recent occurrences, granting the user enhanced foresight and the ability to react more effectively.

Temporal Distortion Fields: By creating localized distortion fields, the user can disrupt the normal flow of time for themselves or others. This may result in altered perceptions, making it challenging for opponents to predict the user's movements or react appropriately.

Chrono-Infusion: The user can infuse their cursed techniques or physical strikes with controlled bursts of temporal energy. This adds an element of unpredictability and surprise to their attacks, as opponents struggle to anticipate the timing and impact of each strike.

Limitations:

Temporal Strain: Manipulating time is mentally and physically taxing. Prolonged or frequent use of Chrono-Warping can lead to fatigue, disorientation, or even unintended consequences such as momentary time loops.

Temporal Anchoring: The user cannot manipulate time on a large scale, and the effects are limited to specific areas or targets. Attempting to alter significant events or manipulate time across vast distances is beyond the scope of this power.

Vulnerability During Temporal Manipulation: While manipulating time, the user is vulnerable to attacks. Distorting the temporal field requires focus, and disruptions can leave the user momentarily defenseless.

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Hope you like this first chapter! Not much fun but I personally had fun retelling this part of the Shibuya Incident. Stay tuned for more!

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Write a smut about you least fav jjk men👋😁

You are asking the impossible from me lmao

I don't actually have this "hated" character. Maybe I don't like some of the people from JJK, but even if...

Sukuna was my first crush from this whole anime......

I liked Toji for that what he looks like and act.

If I rejected what happened in the manga because of Sukuna, and focused on his appearance and behavior, I wouldn't be able to consider him a least fav jjk man...

Toji too. I don't like him because he's father for Megumi like that...

I don't like Junpei (this is my personal opinion) And I can't even think about him sexually.

Naoya... I don't like him and I haven't liked him from the beginning. I resent him for the way he is. This is also my personal opinion and please don't let his fans hate me.

Even Kenjaku has something that I don't like.

I can't choose least fav jjk men. And if I had to really choose someone, I couldn't write about them sexually.

Write Smut about, for example, Naobito? Or about Gakuganji?

Their dick would fall off from age 😆

Wrinkled sausage. There is an animal called the Sand Puppy. That's who they are.

Oh my god, now I've disgusted these poor rodents...

Smut about Gakuganji? There we go. (But I won't be able to sleep at night and I'll cry just thinking about doing it)

DON'T READ THIS

You are sitting on the bed and waiting for the man your family arranged to meet you. He is apparently a sorcerer. Your father said he would be your husband. You don't know who he is. This will be the first time you meet him. Your marriage was concluded by documents. For some reason, your family didn't want you to meet him. Why? Why would the wedding night take place now? You don't know this man and you have to do this? Well, maybe if you like him, maybe you'll enjoy it. But for the next hour no one came. Or maybe your husband was abroad or on a mission? You would like to meet him. After all, you are going to start a family together. So why don't you wait... And go to bed for a while...

You fell asleep. You opened your eyes as you felt hands touching your breasts and something rubbing against your buttocks.

"Good evening, my wife. I couldn't come faster. I had problems with migraines and joint pain after the fight. " You heard him say. You wanted to nod and let this night happen. You grabbed the string to turn on the light. Something was strange. Why did his voice sound so strange?

Looking at the man behind you, you looked there with wide eyes. You saw what looks like a dead body. Saggy, pale. Long white beard. Short, hunchbacked. You started screaming and grabbed the lamp, hitting the old pervert in your bed.

You were waiting for your husband, not the perverted old man who groped you!

When you ran away as far as you could, you knew that this would be the trauma of your life.

And now I'm going to cry... 🤢🤮😵😰😭

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That Time When I Fell Down the Stairs and Became A Jujutsu Sorcerer

Isekai is fun, huh? My first completed fic! An Isekai-fix it fic for Jujutsu Kaisen because I cannot escape this brainrot.

Maaaajor spoilers like immediately, be aware!

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Suicide, Drug Use

Paring: Gojo Satoru/Original Character(s)

Major Characters: Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru, Kenjaku, Ieiri Shoko, Yaga Masamichi, Tengen, Nanami Kento, Fushiguro, Megumi Toudou Aoi (Jujutsu Kaisen), Itadori Yuuji, Sukuna,

Fun Tags: Slow Burn, Slow Romance, Canon-Typical Violence, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Time Travel, Dark

Only on AO3!

A Taste for Chicken

Hawks has been a rising star since his debut as a hero, and he'd been dying for a chance to prove himself on his own. Fortunately for him the HPSC has just the place! Unfortunately for him, a group of vigilantes is already occupying the space. Given a year to sort out the problem, Hawks decides this is his best chance to finally get to make his own way in the world.

Can he learn to work with his new team and earn the freedom he so desperately craves or will he always be under the thumb of the HPSC?

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Major spoilers be aware!

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism Non-Consensual Drug Use, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm. Referenced Sexual Assault

Pairings: Original Female Character/Keigo Takami,

Major Characters: Takami Keigo | Hawks, Original Characters, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead

Fun Tags: Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, Superheroes, Drama & Romance. Fluff and Angst, Canon-Typical Violence

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Kodoku

"100 species of insects were collected, the larger ones were snakes, the smaller ones were lice, Place them inside, let them eat each other, and keep what is left of the last species." - Geography of the Suishu

A Jujutsu Kaisen Yakuza AU Story. Not for the lighthearted.

°.•☆•.° Updates every Friday! °.•☆•.°

Spoilers be aware!

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Major Character Death Rape/Non-Con Dubious Consent Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism Drug Abuse/Addiction

Pairings: Gojo Satoru/Original Female Character(s), Nanami Kento/Original Female Character(s), Getou Suguru/Original Female Character(s), Ieiri Shoko & Iori Utahime

Major Characters: Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru, Nanami Kento, Zenin Naobito, Fushiguro Megumi, Ieiri Shoko, Iori Utahime, Itadori Yuuji, Hakari Kinji

Additional Tags: Prostitution, Drug Use, Yakuza Alternate Universe, Dark, Angst and Feels Heavy Drama

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Halsin /Female Reader (Size-Kink)

Nanami Kento / Female Reader (Praise Kink/Romance)

Getou Suguru / Female Reader (Hate Fucking)

G'raha Tia | Crystal Exarch/ Male Reader (Romance)

Nanami Kento / Female Reader (Fluff/Touch Starved)

Emet-Selch/Female Warrior of Light (Femdom)

Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru/Original Female Character (Threesome)

Satoru Gojo One Shot Collection

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Karlach/Dame Aylin/Female Reader

Karlach/AMAB Reader (Soft Femdom)

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