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tender-rosiey · 2 years

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I love possessive men so can I ask for jealousy headcanons with Nanami Sukuna and Gojo? What they do when someone gets a lil tooooo close with their crush/partner? Hehe 😜

— WHEN THEY ARE JEALOUS

includes Gojo, Nanami, and Sukuna

ᴀ/ɴ: ohoho let us love possessive men together my dear also i am feeling silly send help

GOJO SATORU:

he trusts you a ton (obviously)

and he is pretty secure in himself and knows that you love him 🫶

AND he is very secure about your relationship—

okay who the fuck is that

okay fuck acting unbothered and fuck that guy who is talking to you

what do you mean?

he is totally okay, what’s wrong about him suddenly slipping a hand around your waist and resting his head on you?

he is glaring at the “poor” boy?

NONSENSE YOUR HONOR

but seriously he just gets sour that you aren’t paying attention to him, like screw the other person he doesn’t care about them

HE WANTS YOU YOU YOU

“y/n-san, I can always come back another time so we can discuss the details of the mission,” the man in front of you insists rather nervously.

you tilt your head, “it’s better if we discuss it now though? so we can be more prepared!”

the man fumbles with his words before finally blurting out, “a-actually I think I should go! B-BYE!” he squeals before sprinting out of your sight.

you sigh, head snapping behind you to the culprit of the man’s fright.

“satoru!” you scold.

said man takes his blindfold off, to look you directly in the eyes, “I did nothing! I swear on my dignity!”

“you don’t have any.”

gojo pouts preposterously before sighing and flinging his arms around theatrically, “oh how am I supposed to feel or act when my lover’s attention isn’t on me?”

“you could just wait until I am done,” you grumble and he waves his hand in dismissal.

“sugarboo—“ “don’t call me that.” “sugarboo, my need for attention is like thirst for water, it should be satisfied at the very same moment.”

your hand rests on your hip and gojo can sense a snarky and witty remark coming from a mile away, “if that’s the case then you shouldn’t be ‘thirsty’ for attention right now because we were cuddling an hour ago.”

“wait what.”

you give your back to him and wave your hand, mocking him, “I will see you in three days!”

you hear hurried steps getting closer to you before long arms wrap themselves around you, “oh come on, honey; don’t be so mean!”

you hold his chin, “thought you liked it when I am mean?”

“when did I ever say that?” he asks, eyes brimming with curiosity.

you turn to him, arms making their way around his neck, “lo and behold, one day when the great gojo satoru got drunk—“

“oh no,” he mumbles, knowing he is doomed.

“—he said, oh so passionately! ‘you’re like super hot when you cuss or be mean to me!‘“

gojo rolls his eyes, smirking, “got me thinkin’ you had something awful over me, sweets,” he hums.

he pulls you even closer and a grin makes its way to his face when you yelp, “I don’t mind admitting that when I am sober.”

“you’re so hot when you’re mean, makes me want to get on my knees and beg.”

at your speechless form, gojo lets go, satisfied with what he has done.

“I will see you later, sweet cheeks!”

you = 🤡

gojo = 🤡

🤡+🤡= 🫶

NANAMI KENTO:

i dont think he is a jealous guy

sure he might get a little irritated when someone takes your attention away for a little too long but what can he do

your life your choices and he shouldn’t interfere unless someone is making you uncomfortable

speaking of which, his six sense of “a little bitch is approaching my lover” is tingling right now ✨

you were in a club, surprisingly enough to some people.

a rather difficult mission was finally completed and it was very much successful so you and nanami settled on going to a club to drink a little and have a change of mood.

he swears he could listen to you giggle and ramble for hours, “you look radiant today, love.”

nanami’s hand brushes the hair out of your face and you smile shyly, “thank you, kento! I wore the dress you got me last week!” you chirp and he nods.

he already knows that you will look great in anything, but seeing you in it was a different story; you are a treat to the eye, an absolute sight for sore eyes.

you hear him sigh, a smile on his face when you look at him which makes you smile back, “what’s got our reliable sorcerer nanami on cloud nine?”

“none other than you,” he replies swiftly before standing up leaving you flustered; he presses a light kiss to your forehead, “I will get a drink, give me a moment.”

sometimes he forgets, he isn’t the only one who thinks you’re stunning because once he turns once again to your direction, a man is already there, seemingly drunk, and is too close for comfort.

nanami walks back to your table, slamming the cup down, just loud enough to catch the guy’s attention but not the others.

“got a problem, punk?” the drunk man slurs and nanami sighs, what a night this has become.

he replies back nonetheless, “you’re making my lover uncomfortable; I would appreciate if you went away.”

the guy laughs, “what d’ya mean?” his arms aiming to wrap itself around you, “me and this cutie were actually having fun—“

he is yanked roughly by the collar and pulled to the ground; nanami is now right by your side, pushing your head gently to his chest and you wrap your arms around him.

“I am not one for words of this nature but, scram out of here.”

nanami = 🤺

you = 🛐

za guy = 🫃

RYOMEN SUKUNA:

it isn’t jealousy as much as it’s possessiveness

like my guy is so confident that you will never leave him and that he satisfied your every need 😭✋

big words for a guy who can’t use a phone without scratching it everywhere

speaking of said nails

i have lost count how many people they sliced

👏👏 example of said slicing ahead

“m-my lord, there has been—“

sukuna groans, “speak clearly.”

the servant jolts in place, “y-yes my lord!” he starts all over again, “there has been a situation with the new village?…”

sukuna is getting irritated and anyone with one braincell can sense that. sadly, our dear guy only has half and all its power was channeled to admiration at the moment.

sukuna isn’t dumb, he knows that guy is lovestruck by something, so he turns his head towards the direction the servant is looking at so speechless and is rendered silent himself.

for multiple reasons.

you were adorned in a kimono, the finest fabric wrapped neatly around your body, and your face void of makeup save for the slight redness on your lip.

“hey ‘kuna!” you greet him and he hums before patting your head.

he ,sparing a mere glance at the servant, slices him into 6 slices that fall to the ground.

the room is silent for a bit before you speak up, “dude seriously?”

sukuna, the feared king of curses, pouts, “don’t call me that.”

“no like seriously, do you know how many people you have sliced because they looked at me?”

he dismisses the question, “‘don’t care.”

“we could make an actually human salad at this point.”

he gags, “it will taste disgusting and filthy, I am warning you.”

“honey, that’s literally the last thing I am worried about.”

he pulls you to his lap, his hands resting on your waist, “don’t you look extravagant, today.”

“wow big words.”

“I will push you off; don’t test me.”

sukuna= 😐

you=😇

the servant= 👱‍♂️🦵🦵💪💪

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yuujispinkhair · 1 year

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Hi, I'm so sorry to bother you... but! I can't get this out of my head so I thought I'd share it with you since you are also obsessed with yuuji and Sukuna shenanigans.

You're going shopping with yuuji, but your taking your sweet ass time in the changing room. So long in fact that even sweet yuuji is getting kind of annoyed. Sukuna thinks it is a good idea to barge in on you and sees you in a state of undress and goes a little feral and fucks you roughly in the changing room with his hand covering your mouth.

- 🐝

Fuck yessss!! Thank you so much for this delicious thirst! You inspired me to write a little story for it :)

Pairing: Sukuna x Reader (female) x Yuuji Genre: smut, fluff Word Count: 2k Warnings: 18+, Sukuna and Yuuji are separate people, reader is in a poly-relationship with them, smut, semi-public sex, mirror sex, creampie, cum eating, reader has sex with Sukuna and later on she has a threesome with Sukuna and Yuuji, anal (Yuuji receiving), light degradation (Sukuna teases reader and calls her a slut, but reader is ok with this, it's done in a loving way.) All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

"Hurry up, brat! We've been here for an hour!"

Your boyfriend Sukuna's low voice carries in through the thick curtain of the changing room. You roll your eyes, informing him,

"Only one more minute, Kuna!"

Admittedly you are really taking a little bit too long in the changing room today. But it's just too hard to decide which dress to get, and so far, your two boyfriends weren't much help since they both picked two different favorites, and those weren't even in your top five.

You sigh frustratedly as you stare at your reflection in the large mirror. You are feeling too hot in here, even in your current state of undress that leaves you only clad in your lacy panties.

You are about to grab your clothes to finally get dressed again and just call it a day when suddenly the curtain gets yanked open, making you squeal as you quickly bring your arms up to cover your naked breasts.

It's Sukuna. Of course! Who else could it be but your sexy menace of a boyfriend who comes in here without any prior warning, risking getting kicked out of the mall if someone sees him join you in here.

He pulls the curtain closed behind him and turns to you with that lazy confident smirk on his handsome, tattooed face and a challenging twinkle in his eyes.

"You are taking too long. And what are you doing here all naked?"

His smile turns devilish as he takes a step closer, which in this tiny space, makes him already press up against your back. His tall, muscular body is still fully clothed while you are naked except for your little panties. It makes a shudder of excitement run through you, your heart beating too fast and pussy twitching in arousal.

Sukuna's lips brush over your ear,

"Were you waiting for me and Yuuji to join you? Did you want to get our cocks in here, sweetheart? Is that it?"

"I..um...oh god, Kuna!"

He laughs softly, his warm breath on your neck making you tremble.

"Well, Yuuji got too impatient and left to get something to drink, but I am here to take care of your needy little pussy."

It only takes a few seconds before Sukuna has yanked your panties down your legs, exposing your glistening wet pussy to his triumphant gaze. And only a few seconds more until he has freed his large hard cock from his pants and is gliding it through your wet folds, making your hips buck and your mouth open in a horny "Oh!"

But it gets silenced immediately by Sukuna's large hand covering your mouth, pressing firmly against it, before he teases your swollen clit with his thick cockhead, making your head spin with the pleasure that is coursing through your body.

You are glad for the hand over your mouth when your boyfriend pulls back, only to then snap his hips and push his thick cock deep into your creamy pussy with one powerful thrust.

Sukuna doesn't go slow or gentle today. Not here in this small changing room where anyone could catch you at any moment.

He fucks you hard and rough. Skin slapping against skin as he sets a brutal pace, fucking you so hard that you see stars.

His sexy low voice is in your ear, whispering dirty things to you that drive you wild with need,

"That's what you wanted, huh? Such a little tease. You can fool Yuuji, maybe, but not me. You took your sweet time, so one of us would come in here and see your naked tits and your wet pussy. So we would play with you in here. You like that, huh? Turns you on so much to get fucked in here. You're so wet, you little slut."

You're bracing yourself on the mirror, your sweaty palms leaving stains on the shiny surface as your eyes fall shut from the intense pleasure of getting railed so hard.

But Sukuna is not having it.

"Open your eyes, brat. Watch yourself getting fucked like the little horny slut that you are."

You open your eyes, pussy clenching at the sight in the mirror. Sukuna's tall, muscular figure behind you, one large hand pressed over your mouth, the other sprawled over your hip, fingers occasionally dipping down to tease your swollen clit. Maroon eyes watch you in the mirror with a hungry fire burning in them.

It drives you wild to see yourself getting fucked. To see your naked tits bounce as Sukuna pounds your soaking wet pussy from behind, drilling his thick cock unrelentingly into your tight heat.

Sukuna's hand is pressed firmly over your mouth, muffling your desperate moans and whimpers as his fat cockhead tortures your sweet spot mercilessly. Sukuna always knows how to fuck your brains out, how to find that perfect spot that makes you cry.

Your legs give out when you cum so hard that your whole body is shaking, and you scream into Sukuna's large hand. But his strong arms and that gorgeous thick cock keep you in place.

Sukuna isn't finished with you yet. He fucks you through your orgasm, moaning in your ear as he chases his own release.

But as close to cumming as he is, he still won't stop teasing you.

"Such a needy little thing. So cute, hm? Cumming all over my cock here in the changing room? You needed it so bad, huh? You're such a dirty little thing. And now what? You want me to fill you up in here? Want me to fuck my cum into you? Yeah, princess? You wanna walk around the rest of our shopping trip with my seed in that cute pussy? Want to feel it run down your thighs?"

His words turn into a low moan as you feel his fat cock throbbing inside you, pulsing his hot cum into your waiting pussy, making you clench around him, milking him until Sukuna is swearing under his breath as he fucks all of his big load into you.

But the smug smirk is back on his face the instant he pulls out and wipes his spent cock on your naked ass before he pulls up his boxer briefs and black jeans again.

Your heart is still racing. You're high on post-orgasmic bliss and adrenaline after getting fucked so good at this semi-public place. But it's time to leave before someone catches the two of you after all.

You silently put on your bra and shirt and reach out to grab your panties, but Sukuna is faster.

He snatches them away from your grasp and smiles that infuriatingly sexy smile as he shoves the pink lacy panties into the back pocket of his jeans.

"Uh uh, you don't need those, princess. Just put on the skirt. I want to see you struggle to keep my cum inside you. It's what you deserve for making Yuuji and me wait so long."

You gasp and hit his defined biceps playfully, starting to complain loudly. But it gets silenced by Sukuna's lips capturing yours in a surprisingly tender kiss that makes you melt against his tall body, wrapping your arms around his neck as you get on your tiptoes to kiss him back, slow and sweet.

When you step out of the changing room a few minutes later, Yuuji is back. He quickly gets up from the couch he was waiting on, face lighting up with one of his typical sunshine smiles.

You smile at him sheepishly, knowing there must still be a dazed look in your eyes and your lips are still kiss-swollen, probably giving away what you were doing only a few minutes ago.

But sweet, clueless Yuuji looks at you with his big honey eyes, all worried.

"Are you ok, cutie? You look a bit feverish. Do you need something to drink? Are you feeling dizzy? Here take a sip of my coke."

He holds out the drink to you at the same moment as Sukuna steps out of the changing room behind you.

You can see Yuuji's golden eyes widen, but before he can say anything, Sukuna already walks over to him with that insufferable smirk and presses a kiss to Yuuji's cheek as he passes him.

"Nah, don't worry, sweetheart. She is fine. Just needed my help in there."

His gaze slips meaningfully to your still trembling legs, where a thin trail of his milky cum is slowly running down your left thigh.

Sukuna's voice is matter-of-factly as he grabs his jacket from the couch and is about to walk away,

"Let's go. We still have to look for some sexy underwear."

But Yuuji's hand darts out at lightspeed to wrap firmly around Sukuna's biceps, stopping his boyfriend from walking away as his hungry gaze trails over you, and he unconsciously licks his lips.

"No! Wait a moment, Kuna."

Yuuji's pupils are dilated when he takes a step closer to you. You are breathing heavily, knowing this look on Yuuji's pretty face all too well. Knowing it means he is horny and ready to fuck you until you scream. Ready for your pussy and for Sukuna's cock. Sweet, insatiable Yuuji.

Your pussy twitches when Yuuji's large warm hand gently caresses your thigh, catching the trail of Sukuna's cum with his fingers while his hand trails up further, under your little skirt and to your still-wet pussy, rubbing gently over your sensitive clit.

And then two fingers push inside you, slowly fucking Sukuna's cum back into you. You think you can hear the obscene squelching sound of Yuuji fingering your cum-filled pussy, even over the soft music playing over the shopping mall speakers.

You gasp when Yuuji pulls his fingers out of you again. There's a cute blush on his cheeks and a horny dazed look in his honey eyes as he lifts his now cum-and-cream-covered fingers to his mouth.

Sukuna and you both watch in rapt horny fascination as your pretty boyfriend's soft pink tongue darts out to lick up Sukuna's cum from his fingers. His eyes close in pleasure at the taste, and he moans softly.

You aren't sure whether the growl you hear is coming from your mouth or from Sukuna's. But what you know for sure is that it is Sukuna who places his strong hands on both your and Yuuji's back and quickly ushers the two of you back into the changing room, which apparently can even fit three people.

"If you like my cum so much, I'll give you some of it too, baby."

The three of you end up in a tangle of limbs, lips meeting in heated kisses, hands ripping at each other's clothes, but you can't even tell who is undressing who.

All you know is that this time it is Yuuji who is fucking you. Lifting you up and making you wrap your legs around his hips so he can pound you against the wall, giving you a big milky creampie on top of the one Sukuna gave you.

And Yuuji's cute ass is getting fucked full of Sukuna's hot cum, leaving him a moaning mess between your body and Sukuna's while his cute horny noises get muffled by Sukuna's hand, which is pressed over Yuuji's mouth this time.

You can feel every strong snap of Sukuna's hips too, as he fucks Yuuji into you, making your back hit the wall hard, making you gasp and your pussy clench around Yuuji's fat cock.

You cum with both their names falling from your lips.

You can't help but smile at your two boyfriends when they both help you get dressed again afterwards, looking at you with the same love-drunk expression you wear on your face too.

Sukuna pulls Yuuji into a deep kiss before they both turn to grin broadly at you. Your beautiful boys, who never stop getting you into trouble, but you wouldn't want it any other way.

They both wrap their strong arms around you, hugging you against their tall bodies, and both make sure to kiss you breathless before the three of you finally stumble out of the changing room again.

Today is definitely the best shopping experience you have ever had. Even though it ends in a lifelong ban from your favorite shopping mall when a horrified shop assistant walks past the changing room at precisely the moment when the three of you exit it with rumbled clothes and toothy grins.

Not even Yuuji's and Sukuna's combined charm can convince her to let it go.

But it was worth it. So so worth it.

You can't stop grinning from ear to ear as you walk out of the mall, with Yuuji to your right and Sukuna to your left, holding hands with both of your boyfriends and hearing both of them snicker in amusement.

"Guess we have to find a new mall to fuck in, huh, brats?"

Both you and Yuuji can't stop from bursting into loud laughter at Sukuna's words. Oh, how much you love your boyfriends!

Thank you so much for reading!! And thank you so much for sending me this sexy thirst, my sweet anon!! It drives me insane!! I turned it into a poly story because I absolutely LOVE the thought of being in a relationship with both Yuuji and Sukuna :) I hope you like it!!

Comments and reblogs mean a lot to me :)

#sukuna x reader #sukuna smut #sukuna #yuuji x reader #yuuji smut #sukuna x reader x yuuji #jjk x reader #jjk smut #sukuna fluff #yuuji fluff #jjk fluff #itadori x reader #itadori smut #yuji x reader #yuji smut

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rhadamanthes · 2 months

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.·:*¨¨*:·. .·:*¨¨*:·. Masterlist ⠀.·:*¨¨*:·. .·:*¨¨*:·.

-> Toji Fushiguro ❀

Made with love

The chosen one

Shared custody

-> Satoru Gojo ❀

Medecine

In and out

-> Sukuna Ryomen ❀

Thirst trap

In the silvery moonlight

Shared custody

Passenger princess

In and out

Seashore and more

Overtime

Ice cream chillin

-> Others ❀

After hours (Choso.K)

Private lesson (Hiromi.H)

Instant crush (Maki.Z)

Stress reliever (Megumi.F)

#molly.masterlist #molly.navi

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peachsayshi · 6 months

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thinking about pirate sukuna whose ship lands on a mystical island filled with curses and spirits, and as he ventures out to discover what's around him he stumbles upon a little waterfall where he finds you, a pretty water nymph, residing.

#the thoughts that I am thinking #*fans self*#sukuna thirst hours #writing ideas 💭

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mysicklove · 4 months

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Teasing sukuna in yuujis body would be soooo good ugh i can imagine him twitching and squirming saying "this brats body is so sensitive" jfjfhfhfhdbdvsb

just want u to know i actually have been thinking about this thirst like 24/7 eiurbeirhiehfrfh

playing with his nipples and kissing his neck would not usually play such an effect on Sukuna, but in Yuuji's body its completely different. he was known to be more sensitive and when Sukuna would watch the two of you, he would scoff and roll his eyes in his domain for how reactive the boy was. but now that he had control for a moments time, he doesnt know what to do. he is pulling away from you and trying to escape your tortuous hands, but he doesnt go far, and eventually he is begging you to be gentle with him. your touch feels good, and he doesnt want it to stop, but it is too good and the king of curses seems to not be able to think.

dont even try overstimulation with him, he will cry within seconds and cave back into his domain so that you dont see him look so meek :/

#thirsting hours #sukuna thirsts <3

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y6rina · 29 days

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can someone make a sukuna or satoru edit to that one song thats like “i want 100 of your time, you’re mine” PLEASEEEE NENDHEJDGHDHCUBD

#sukuna jjk #gojo satoru #sukuna ryomen #jjk gojo #sukuna thirsting hours

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nonsenuser · 1 year

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jjk characters and their tim hortons orders 🍁☕️ I originally posted this on twitter but its also going here now :))

yuji itadori: simple, but classic, iced capp. even in the winter when it's -40 degrees outside and the worker kinda looks at him funny for ordering one at that time of year

megumi fushiguro: dark roast coffee. no sugar, no creamer, nothing. weirdo

nobara kugisaki: raspberry lemonade, but she hates this place and would much rather go to starbucks

satoru gojo: any crazy specialty iced capp (like oreo iced capp for example) but he prefers starbucks frapps over these

suguru geto: 1/2 french vanilla 1/2 coffee in the winters and in the summers he gets his iced coffee from mcdonalds (bc dollar drink days) (these are my orders btw)

toji fushiguro: small double double and he chugs the whole thing before crushing the cup in his hand and throwing it onto the sidewalk he also knows the employees quite well and sometimes they give him free timbits

maki zenin: she's not a huge fan of the drinks but she's down for an everything bagel (toasted with butter)

toge inumaki: he actually works there

panda: also works at tims but he eats the donuts sometimes (they taste like shit tho)

mahito: biebs brew, bieber balls, bieber piss(?) and owns all the tim biebs merchno one knows why he's so passionate about this collab, in fact he doesn't even know who justin bieber is

kento nanami: green tea + old fashioned plain donut

the employees love him bc he never complains if they're taking too long with his order, especially during busy hours

sukuna: PLOT TWIST, he's a manager (not at inumaki/pandas location). weirdly good at his job, cares for his employees and wishes for all tims workers to unionize (theres acc a few locations that r unionized?? didn't find out until literally right now)

kenjaku: orders weird customizations during busy hours

will ask for his order to be remade over little things, ex. "my coffee is a degree too cold"

calls the sizes tall/grande/venti like it's Starbucks

often fights the manager (sukuna)

choso: will buy drinks for his brothers but he's not a big coffee drinker

if he's hungry and he happens to be there, he'll get a sundried tomato asiago bagel (THAT SHIT DOES NOT LOOK EDIBLE BUT IT'S FINE I SWEAR!)

naoya zenin: ordered a cold brew once & hated it sm his dramatic ass puked in the tims bathroom (employees had a fun time cleaning up that mess)

now only goes to tims if it's the only location w/ a public bathroom nearby and he rlly has to go

he prefers second cup (twin )

ieiri shoko: BREAKFAST COMBOOOO sausage biscuit sandwich + same drink as suguru or double double + hashbrown

during exam season she would down like 4-5 large coffees a day

iori utahime: jalapeno bagel with cream cheese, she'll get her coffee from smwhr else cuz she thinks tims coffee tastes like unwashed asshole

noritoshi kamo: his favourite food is apparently coffee so he is extremely passionate about how shit tims is

thinks ordering from there will damage the clans reputation or something?

mai & momo: the other 2 anti-tim hortons kyoto students

kasumi miwa: thinks the new! thirst quenchers taste sweet and doesn't really understand the passionate tims hate from the others

aoi todo: met itadori at a tim hortons and bonded over their common drink orders + taste in women

insists they've been going on tims runs after school since they were kids but that obviously isn't true

yu haibara: iced capps + these cherry blossom donuts that r discontinued fuck u tim hortons genuinely fuck u

also thank god haibara didn't live to see the drop in tim hortons donut quality

hakari & kirara: dozen assorted donuts for the fight club (but only if krispy kreme is not an option) kirara's fave is maple dip

hiromi higuruma: theres actually an aroma espresso bar near his work (he prefers that) but if it's closed he goes to the nearby tims to grab an orange pekoe tea before he goes home

reggie star: dark roast with like 5 sugars, when he goes up to the counter he almost always drops all his loonies and toonies on the floor and it takes him FOREVER to pick them up (short nail struggles)

always makes small talk with other ppl in line

uro: the powdered sugar timbits with jelly inside and raspberry lemonade. got mad when yuuta said he knows a guy who gives him free timbits

ryu: orders through drive thru and takes FOREVER to decide which sandwich combo he wants which causes the drive thru lineup to get so long

also really likes boston cream donuts

hajime kashimo: any cheese melt, he wasn't expecting sukuna to be a tims manager, took them a while to process that one

assorted timbits are also another fave

charles bernard:

#jjk #yuji itadori #megumi fushiguro #nobara kugisaki #gojo satoru

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raitonsfw · 2 months

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gonna actually go thru my asks tonight and try to get some of those hc's and nsfw thirsts done. cheers to me being productive hopefully. (just keep me away from ffxv ive logged 10 hours within the past two days)

i miiiight put the last two valentines for my event on hold (for a teeny while) just cuz ive been lacking in motivation and get into some of my requests but yeah anyways-

in the meantime, v-day thirsts are all done so go take a lookie if you haven't already!

(ps if anyone has any sukuna thirsts/hcs/anything, i require kingly curse sustenance. its bad bad, i switched from geto to choso to now sukuna ugh)

lighte's out!

#will tag later #just a quick update

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uhhhitsgray · 5 months

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For You to Love Me, I Must Love Myself

Hello friends, please heed the tags below because they are in this story and they will be throughout the story. It's full of heavy topics, and I don't want to trigger anymore. Please read at your discretion.

I will be sure to update, and add tags as I go if I need to. But just know that all the tags that are listed are already in this first chapter.

18 + due to heavy themes, and nsfw

(tags: au - modern setting with no curses, trans megumi fushiguro, minor bits of megumi fushiguro/gojo satoru, top gojo satoru, top sukuna ryoumen, bottom megumi fushiguro, vag sex, vag fingering, oral sex, slight age difference, hurt/comfort, emotional hurt/comfort, recovery, unhealthy coping mechanisms, self-hatred, implied/referenced self-harm, self- harm)

Summary: Megumi's tired, alone, empty and lost. He's so tired, he can't remember the last time he's felt normal... whatever the fuck that is. He just knows he's tired, depressed. He's an artist and to cope with his depression he usually does three things; art, sex, or self harm. But the last part is a secret. Until it's not. ... Megumi just wants to get better, wants to love himself but life is hard and recovery is harder.

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Chapter Ⅰ: Flawed

Megumi wouldn’t consider himself a whore. He just really, really enjoys having sex, and how it makes him forget everything that swarms in his head twenty-four fucking seven. It’s almost always suffocating in Megumi’s mind, taking everything in his being to attempt to breathe. Every little thing plagues his brain at any given moment, making him question everything. Who he is, who he is to other people. His family are a few hours away, but he’s only close to his step-sister, Tsumiki. Sure, Megumi has friends, but he keeps them at arms length because if they knew who he truly was, what he truly does to himself on his darkest days, would they still care and love him like they do now? They’ve come to know the masked Megumi, the side of him that he’s chosen to show, not the true him. Which is his doing, he does want them to truly know him, but the idea of rejection and loss keeps that idea at bay.

Megumi’s lonely. He’s empty, tired, sad and worst of all he hates himself.

So he has sex. It used to be with random people he’d find on dating apps, anyone willing to fuck him and fuck him good enough for his mind go blank, for him to feel nothing but how they’d use him. Once he has his fill with them, he’d dump them to the side. Blocking them from whatever app he found them on, and hoped to god never see their faces again.

Okay, maybe Megumi doesn’t know if he truly likes sex that much anymore, but more of a coping mechanism that he’s come to thirst after when his head feels foggy, when the outside world lays quiet at 3 am but his head is drowning him in thoughts. When the thought of the razor grazing across his thighs sounds more like a relief than him causing pain, he calls someone. Not to talk him down from the ledge, but for someone to fuck him stupid.

Megumi liked that it was random people at first. It was nice to know he’d never have to see them again, that he wouldn��t even give them the option to get close to him. But then his long time friend Satoru said he’d fuck Megumi. No strings attached, whenever Megumi needed him, but he just wanted Megumi to be safe and stop inviting random strangers over to his apartment for the sake of a fuck.

Megumi was hesitant at first, not because Satoru was his friend but because he’d be letting him see a side of Megumi that he’s never shown anyone other than Tsumiki, and even that pained him to see her cry in front of him. Seeing her drop to her knees and ask him why he’d do that to himself, and he’ll never forget the flash of anger that crossed her eyes when he told her ‘because it felt good, it helped’, he knows she meant well, but Megumi doesn’t want to burden anyone else in his life like he did with his sister.

The first few times they had sex Megumi said the lights had to be off, not ready for questions about his scars and fresh cuts. Satoru didn’t think much about it, nodded to Megumi and said, ‘Sure whatever you want’. He didn’t question Megumi at all, and Megumi appreciated that. Fucked him the way that makes his vision see stars and his body limp, satisfying everything he needs and then some.

He almost caught cold feet a few months back when Satoru asked to fuck him with the lights on, or at least put the side table lamp on. He told Megumi it was because he wanted to see him, see how pretty he looks drunk on his cock, see how pretty his face looks when Megumi cums because of him. Said that he wouldn’t judge Megumi for whatever he could be hiding, that it's fine to share a little piece of him if he wants to. Megumi agreed, nodding to Satoru as he pressed a soft kiss to his lips. But practically begged Satoru to not say anything about what he’d see.

Satoru did as Megumi asked, didn’t say anything and didn’t let his eyes linger for too long when he saw Megumi’s thighs. Treated him with a level of delicacy that Satoru didn’t normally offer Megumi, like if Satoru wasn’t careful Megumi would slip away in this moment. Satoru did well to avoid Megumi’s scars, careful to skip that part of his skin as his fingers trailed up his long legs. Satoru wasn’t sure if Megumi was okay with him touching his skin there, if it would be embarrassing, or painful. He figured Megumi would tell him if it was okay that his hands trail that part of his skin if the time ever came right.

Megumi didn’t plan on telling Satoru. Showing him was already pulling too much of the band-aid off for Megumi. It made him uncomfortable, but he already did so much for Megumi. Came to his side for a good fucking whenever Megumi asked, no questions ever. Megumi thought it’d only be fair to give him this one ask. After a particularly good fucking, and in a state of post orgasm bliss Megumi told Satoru about his scars, told him why he did what he did, how it relieved his pain, calmed his mind even if it was only temporary. Satoru nodded, asked no questions but listened to every word that Megumi said. Megumi told him he didn’t mind if Satoru touched his scars now that he knew there was nothing to hide therefore Satoru could touch all of him.

Satoru does make Megumi feel safe, like it’s okay that he sees Megumi in this light. But sometimes, after Satoru has left for the night, Megumi wishes there was more. Wishes he could call Satoru when everything gets too much, and just ask if he could listen to Megumi ramble on about the things in his head. Sure, he probably could, but Megumi already thinks he’s a burden to Satoru now that he knows Megumi self harms.

He doesn’t want to bother Satoru with it. Doesn’t want to bother Tsumiki. These people have lives outside of him, and he doesn’t expect them to drop everything for him to sob into the phone speaker at any given time. So instead he just calls Satoru over for him to fuck him stupid, if he’s mush on his bed he can’t possible worry about hurting himself.

It’s toxic. It’s hurtful to more than just himself, but he can’t stop; doesn’t know how to stop.

Megumi bits his thumb, the question pondering his mind if he should call Satoru or not. It’s been a few days, and it’s a Friday evening. Satoru should be home and he doesn’t work tomorrow. But Megumi feels like a burden, though their friends with benefits relationship has been going well, Megumi can’t help but feel annoying every time he asks Satoru to come over. Satoru did tell him it was fine, it does benefit both of them.

Fuck it. Megumi unlocks his phone, heading into his messages and texts Satoru.

M: come over?

S: sure, but can we eat? haven’t had dinner yet

Megumi smirks at his phone, and types out his response to Satoru, smiling when he says he’ll be there in twenty minutes. Megumi replies, letting him know the front door is unlocked and to let himself in. He rushes into his bathroom to freshen up, and pulls open the doors to his closet looking for something to wear. The thought of wearing nothing crosses his mind, it’s not like his clothes will last long. At least he doesn’t plan on them being on long. Megumi’s long fingers drag across the top of his hangers, his hands stop on the perfect thing. Nothing fancy, but he knows Satoru will like it.

Megumi hears the front door open, too busy in the kitchen to stop and greet his friend. “Megumi?” Satoru calls his name out in a sing-song manner, cute and childish for his age. Megumi likes it, he finds it cute. Endearing.

“Kitchen.” He calls over his shoulder, a smile on his face.

Satoru chuckles as he rounds the corner into Megumi’s kitchen, leans his hip into the counter looking Megumi over. “So, are you for dinner? Or do I actually get dinner?” Megumi turns around, placing his hand on the counter facing Satoru. “Nice shirt, where’d you get it?” Satoru’s blue eyes drag from Megumi’s head and down his body, and back to his face. Megumi had tossed on one of Satoru’s favorite band tees, and just the tee.

Megumi shrugs, “You left it here, so by default it’s mine now.”

Satoru cocks an eyebrow at Megumi, taking a long step across the kitchen into Megumi’s space. “Looks good on you.” He places his hands on Megumi’s hips, noticing the lack of panties on Megumi and smirks.

Megumi wraps his arm around Satoru’s shoulders, “What do you want first?” Megumi pushes his hips into Satoru’s. “Me, or dinner?” He grabs onto Satoru’s hand, shoving it in between his legs. Satoru grunts when his fingers brush against Megumi’s cunt, already wet.

Satoru’s eyes lock onto Megumi, pupils blown. “Get me hard then, baby.”

He doesn’t need to tell Megumi twice as he drops down to his knees, undoing Satoru’s pants and pulling them to his thighs in one yank. Megumi grabs Satoru’s cock, and licks from his base to tip, giving the flushed tip a kiss. His hand pumps on Satoru, slow, calculated and just how Satoru likes it. Megumi slides his cock in his mouth when he feels it stiffening in his hand. He’s smooth, and slow when he takes Satoru’s cock in his mouth. Pushes his cock all the way to the back of his throat and swallows, relishes in the way Satoru’s cock twitches in his mouth, the staggered moan he lets out above him. Satoru’s fingers card through Megumi’s black hair, gentle and careful.

“Your mouth’s insane. S’ good for me.” Megumi’s pussy clenches at the praise, his free hand finding his clit, rubbing soft circles on the nub. Satoru laughs when he sees Megumi’s hand slip under the hem of his shirt, knowing all too well what Megumi’s doing. Satoru tightens the grip on Megumi’s hair, pulling his mouth off his cock. “Forgot about your little praise kink, princess.” He teases, “You love when I tell you how good you aren’t, don’t you?” Goosebumps travel down Megumi’s whole body, he nods. “Get on the counter.” Satoru demands.

Megumi gets up, and lifts himself up onto the counter behind him, spreading his legs to Satoru. He legs out of his pants, and leans into Megumi’s space. Their noses touching, Satoru smiling as Megumi’s eyes roll back as he slips two fingers into his pussy.

“So wet.” Satoru purrs into Megumi’s ear, lips brushing against the shell.

“Give me… hmn –” Megumi huffs, overwhelmed with how Satoru’s fingers are making him feel full. Warmth builds up in his stomach, covering his whole body. He tries again, Satoru still fingering him. “Cock, please.” Megumi looks up through his eyelashes, “Your cock, now.”

Satoru’s pupils blow wide as he removes his fingers from Megumi. He grabs his cock, swipes the head through his slick. “How bad do you want it?”

Megumi grabs Satoru’s shirt, pulling him close again. “If you don’t stuff your cock in me right now – fuck.”

Satoru pushes all the way in, bottoming out and moans at the feeling of fully being inside Megumi. “Pussy so good, shit.” He pulls out, deathly slow, leaving just the top buried inside Megumi.

“Satoru, if you don’t fuck me I’ll go insane.” His legs wrap around Satoru’s back, pushing him back in.

“Who says you’re getting fucked once tonight?” Satoru grins. He grabs Megumi’s thighs where the hip meets, careful to avoid his scars and pulls him down the countertop.

Megumi sighs at Satoru blatantly avoiding his scars when he’s told him it’s okay to touch them. Megumi lays his back on the counter, “You don’t have to be so careful Satoru, I’m fine.”

Satoru fucks into Megumi, picking up the pace a bit. “Just don’t… ahh,” Megumi’s pussy flutters around his cock, his rhythm falters. “Don’t want to hurt you, Meg.” It’s frustrating to hear that, Megumi knows he means well. Knows that the words that come from his mouth are only meant to be kind, a courtesy to him. But sometimes he just wants Satoru to just ignore that they’re there. Touch him as he would with anyone who isn’t flawed.

Flawed.

Megumi’s eyes prick at the thought of the word, how he’s ruined his body. How he’s no longer beautiful, and fucking flawed. With no one to blame but himself. His stupid fucking mind finding such a harmful, toxic way to deal with his mental health. If his friend won’t even touch them there, how would Megumi ever find someone who loves him to touch him there?

“Megumi…” The call of his name is hesitant, he sniffles but doesn’t look at Satoru, keeping his focus at the ceiling.

“I’m fine –”

“Are you sure? I can stop if it’s too much.” Satoru hasn’t moved inside Megumi. Tossing the ball in his court, waiting for what Megumi decides.

Megumi’s words are choked out when he says, “Satoru, please.” Satoru doesn’t say anything else, doesn’t look at Megumi but nods off into the void as he starts to fuck Megumi again.

Megumi definitely ruined the mood, Satoru still fucked him good and Megumi cummed, but he doesn’t remember feeling Satoru cum. When he brought it up there was a distant look of avoidance in Satoru’s eyes, and he said not to worry about it, that he still had a good time. Kissed Megumi on the cheek, said he was tired and was going to head home.

No dinner, no evening snuggles, and definitely not another round of getting dicked down.

When his front door closed, Megumi sobbed. Sobbed into his hands on the kitchen floor. Why did he have to be so sensitive about his friend trying to be sensitive to him about something he totally has the right to be sensitive over. He’s fucked up. He knows he fucked up.

“Fuck!” He screams into his hands. He has to apologize, has to. He can’t lose a friend, a good friend. He stumbles to his feet, wiping his face with the back of his hand. Megumi finds his phone on the counter opposite of him, he swipes it off the cold stone counter and unlocks his phone heading straight to his messages. Megumi sniffles as he thumbs dart across the keyboard.

M: Satoru, im sorry. i didn’t mean it, really. it was dumb of me to be so insensitive to you just wanting to be careful

M: I ruined the mood tonight, and im so fucking sorry.

Megumi’s heart just about breaks through his ribs when he sees the read receipt on his texts. “Please respond, please, please.” Tears stream down his cheeks waiting for Satoru to reply.

He anxiously waits, biting into his thumb. Nothing. Left him on fucking read. Megumi starts typing again.

M: Satoru please dont do this i didnt mean it

M: Please

Megumi chokes on his tears, vision becoming blurry from his tears.

M: Don’t leave me

Satoru reads the texts, but nothing else follows. No typing bubble popping up on screen to indicate him typing. Nothing. Just read. Fuck. Megumi paces down the hall heading into his bedroom, he’s panicked. What has he done? He flinches when he bites into his thumb too hard, breaking the skin and drawing blood. The familiar taste of metallic hits his tongue. His fingers ghost over the scars, and fresher cuts on his thighs, the thought more tempting than it should be at this moment.

He shakes his head trying desperately to rid himself of the thought. He can’t. Shouldn’t. He knows better, but then scoffs at himself. Does he though? Just a few nights ago he was in the shower pushing the razor into his skin.

What the fuck does he actually know?

Megumi blinks, and somehow he finds himself in front of his nightstand. A shaky hand reaches out and pulls the drawer open, grabbing the razor. Megumi convinces himself that he needs it, he deserves it. Deserves to see red on his skin because he’s rude, inconsiderate of others and because he’s fucking flawed. How worse can it truly get?

He sobs as he sits down on the edge of his bed, razor in hand. The rational side of his brain telling him to put the razor down, that it’s not worth it. But the other side of his fucked up brain is egging him on. Telling him the relief he’ll feel is so worth it. Tells him that Megumi knows all too well how that instant gratification feels across his skin. Tells Megumi that he’ll feel that instant relief.

Shit, Megumi knows that, but he doesn’t want to. Doesn’t think he wants to at least.

He shouldn’t.

…

He should.

…

Shouldn’t.

…

Should.

…

Megumi’s shoulders relax, a sigh falls from his lips as he feels the razor dig and cut into his thigh. Time seems to stand still as he watches blood dribble from the cut, watches it spill down his skin onto his sheets. Tears fall from his eyes, landing on his legs, he sniffles as he continues to watch the blood spill from his cut.

He lets go of the razor, lays back on the bed as the metal of the razor clangs on the floor. Euphoria swallows him whole, drowning him in the sensation. Soaks up the bitter-sweet sting that he feels on his thigh. Megumi knows he’s made a mistake. He knows every time he cuts himself. The instant regret creeps in, tries to make space for itself to settle on him, but the euphoria of it all washes the regret away. A tear runs down the side of his face as he stares up into the ceiling, denying all the feelings that are trying to push through.

Megumi sits up in bed, wipes his face of snot and tears, picks his razor up off the floor and drags himself into his bathroom. He chokes down a sob that threatens to slip when he sees himself in the mirror, he’s a fucking mess. Eyes and nose are red and puffy, his hair more wild than normal. Sees his thighs, sees the bloodied razor in his hand.

Megumi has to look away before he makes himself sick.

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ry0chann · 2 years

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okay, forgive me... my thoughts have become lewd and i'm gonna make it your problem

// heavy nsfw warning. it's all about Sukuna and it's basically just me rambling about a bunch of different shit. forgive any typos, i didn't read any of this after typing it lmao

thinking about businessman!Sukuna corrupting his pretty little receptionist into his bimbo slut 😇 you're younger than him and very impressionable, therefore he sees you as being the perfect plaything. you're nothing but an object for him to pull aside when he needs some relief, and you're more than happy to oblige because who are you to say no to your boss?

or what about pervy boyfriend!Sukuna who shamelessly gropes you in public, and is infatuated with flustering you no matter where you are. he insists on fucking in public restrooms, or fingering you under the table at the diner, or making you suck him off on the train. you're just too damn cute that he can't keep his hands off you 😌 whenever you're on the phone with him, he'll stay on until you fall asleep and then jerks off on the call in hopes that him moaning your name on the other line will wake you up. sometimes he'll come over unannounced just to spend time with you, but it always turns into you sprawled out on the bed touching yourself for him while he watches and follows along and probably films/takes pictures of you 😳

or imagine true form Sukuna who's fucking obsessed with how much smaller you are than him and how easy it is to just do whatever the fuck he wants with you. and i don't mean you're skinny, i just mean he's literally a fucking giant and is bigger than you in that sense. you're too small to take any control and you have no authority over him, so he abuses the power. he just sits you in his lap, holding your legs open with his knees with an arm wrapped around your form, while two hands toys between your thighs. his two big cocks rest against your back, leaking pre-cum all over your skin. the mere feeling of them against you makes you clench around his digits. his fingers are so thick that you can't help but cream all over them like a slut every time he fingers your tiny cunt open. but of course, he's not gonna stop there. he wants you brain dead; to be nothing but a toy who yearns to be played with. he'll just keep you on his lap, fingering you and vigorously rubbing your clit until you squirt all over his hand. then he'll flip you over and force you to take his cock, which is ridiculously large and definitely doesn't fit, but he makes you take it anyway. depending on how mean he's feeling, he might just make you take both of them at the same time. he loves seeing the tears roll down your cheeks while you mewl about how he's too big. and despite your constant whining, you can't help but moan and cry because of how good it ends up feeling. your little "sessions" last for hours and by the end of it all, you're a mess; cheeks soaked with tears, body limp and sore, skin bruised with hickies and hand prints and bite marks, holes stretched and oozing cum. you pass out every single time, but you always wake up clean, and covered by soft silky blankets.

#got carried away at the end there. whoops #there's a lot going through my head rn #gimme a couple hours #i'm sure the fluffy thoughts will come back #but for now you get this #[ jjk thirsts ]#ryomen sukuna #sukuna x reader

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holyhidan · 3 years

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ok but imagine a threesome with Sukuna and Gojo. they will absolutely wreck your shit. like holy fuck they’re just so busy competing with each other on who fucks better they don’t even realize they’re overstimulating you past your breaking point. they’re so similar yet so different, with Sukuna spewing nasty insults at you in between strings of curses and Gojo cooing sweet nothings in your ear. it’s not like you can understand words at this point, hovering on the edge of orgasm like, 10. really all you can do is just lay there and take it, their hands and mouths everywhere on your body and cocks stuffed in your holes. not only will they fight about who can last longer, they’ll definitely fight over who fills you with the most cum. oh you think you’re done after one round? haha no, now it’s a battle of stamina for them and they go for fucking hours, switching who’s fucking your ass or cunt every round. at one point they set their pride aside and ease both their cocks in your sloppy pussy and now you’re just constantly spasming around them. it’s so painful that your throat is raw and you lost your voice from screaming but the stretch is so pleasurable it has your body shaking violently with arousal. after that they give you the small mercy of laying opposite each other, tops of their heads touching while they sit you right on their faces and holy shit you’re really sitting on the faces of the two most powerful and sexy men in the world. you cringe when you feel their mixed cum seeping from you and down your thighs. it drips onto their lips and chins, but neither seem to mind. and they are so so so fucking pretty, Sukuna’s strawberry strands bleeding into Gojo’s snowy ones while they lap soothing licks over your abused holes, care for boundaries abandoned as their tongues slide against each other. the compromise doesn’t last long though, and before you know it you’re back to leaning against Gojo, ass impaled by his cock while Sukuna splits your cunt in two and fuck you swear he’s pushed past your cervix and into your womb. in a moment of lucidity, you notice in fascination that Sukuna’s markings extend around each thigh and you can’t help but reach out and touch them, causing him to flinch slightly. his eyes widen a fraction at your tender touch and he chooses to ignore the odd flutter in his chest, but he can’t stop himself from placing a chaste kiss to your forehead and the words “You’re okay, little one.” from spilling out of his mouth. the uncharacteristic action and softness of his voice makes your eyes pool with tears. “S-S’kuna..” you hiccup, gripping his wrist lightly and gazing up at him through wet lashes. “I know, pet. Ganbare, ganbare.” and that’s all the warning you get before he resumes his brutal pace. not to be outdone, Gojo matches Sukuna’s pace, making you cry out in surprise. his lithe fingertips find their way to your puffy clit while the other hand snakes around your jaw to push your head back so he can capture your lips in a feverish kiss.

many orgasms later, the men pull out of you for the final time and simultaneously fall onto the bed, chests heaving with exhaustion and completely spent. so much for aftercare. you’re barely conscious, body utterly wrecked with bites and bruises. your hair is a mess, sticking to your sweaty, flushed face. your lungs and throat feel like they’re on fire from screaming. and oh god, their cum—it’s everywhere. it’s on your stomach, face, tits, ass, thighs, you name it. but most of it oozes from your overfilled holes, hot and sticky between your thighs, making you shudder. if you’re not on birth control then congrats because there’s no fucking way one of their seeds didn’t take. a strong arm with black markings wraps around your waist, pulling your backside flush against his front. Gojo practically throws his head between your breasts, nuzzling and humming at their suppleness and warmth. you bring a hand to his head and stroke his hair, listening as his breaths become shallow and infrequent nearly instantly. if you had enough energy to laugh, you would. you’re so exhausted that your mind doesn’t even register the fingers at your cunt scooping the mixture of cum up and gently back into your ruined hole until Sukuna’s holding them up to your face. you know he wants you to suck his fingers clean, and you do like the obedient pet you are. he removes his fingers from your wet mouth and secures his arm around your waist, and you’re not sure you’ve ever felt so safe in your entire life despite the fact that you’re sharing a bed with the actual King of Curses. “You did so well, little one.” are the last words you hear, low and velvety in your ear before sleep finally takes you.

#idk what this is supposed to be #thirst turned drabble?#yeah i’m biased towards sukuna what of it #horn knee hours #gojo satoru #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #ryomen sukuna #sukuna #sukuna smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #gojo smut #sukuna x reader #gojo x reader #thirst #drabble

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