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I highkey write all my asks in 20 minutes, no proofread just the fear of god and psychosis in me. thanks!

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I keep reading those fanfics where he‘s experienced/knows what he‘s doing but I honestly can‘t help but think that (besides being a huge loser) he’s a virgin who thinks that sliding in and out is enough to please a woman. Like does that man even know where the clit is…?🫩

18+ | loservirgin!!naoya zenin

he's such a fucking pushover. naoya zenin talks big shit his whole goddamn life, from snark comments to the stupid lazy grin on his face, he's way out of his depth. you find this out after you took things a bit too far, nagging at him and touching him in all the right spots.

he's not smirking anymore when you've got a grip on his cock, he comes completely undone. desperate to take control as he struggles to keep all the little noises that were at the tip of his tongue in. Holyshitholyshitholyshiiiit you're actually doing this, he's actually having sex. ugh it feels so much better than he thought, way better than his own fist. You've got him pressed up against the headboard of the bed, writhing-writhing under you as you stroke his length.

this really can't stand can it? He tries to seize back the reins, he really does- being all mean to you- stutters of

“fuck…fuck you- bitch-“

"don't...don't..ah fuck."

fall from his swollen lips incessantly. he paws at your thigh, just like how he thought he would, but he didn't expect to feel this weak. it's annoying, really to feel reduced to this state. you catch onto this unfortunately quick, putting it together that- shit. Naoya Zenin is a fucking virgin. Not only a virgin, but a loser who's sloppily eating you out right now. the way he goes down on you is foul, he certainly doesn't know where your clit is so he's like terribly licking and sucking wherever. his eyes give him away. those normally haughty eyes turned immediately worried as he ate you out, he doesn't know what the hell he's doing but damn you're sweet.

when you finally manoeuvre this encounter so his dick is right under you, he sucks- he sucks so much. you sit down on him, give him the works, the clenches, the slow movements and this fucker just sits there utterly pussydrunk. he doesn't move at all he's just stunned and staring right at your tits. It takes you awhile to realise he's just stupid, before slapping him into a slow, guttural fuck pace of rocking in and out of you.

But that’s not all☝️ baby also takes the opportunity to lay his whole body on his dad’s face whenever he’s in bed with his parents or Naoya is asleep😂 that baby is out to get him😂😂😂

That’s how I envision Naoya’s baby to behave with him (playfully ofc he doesn’t really want to take out his beloved dad…or does he?)

Fluff , Awkward | Wedding Night w/ Naoya Zenin

naoya never ever, ever thought he’d fall in love. love was for weak people, for them to gain some twisted hope to stay alive. the zen’in clan taught him that true love was control, it was domineering, it was strength. love was strength. which is why he was so, utterly confused when he fell in love with you. you who didn’t based your life around strength or power.

but he did. you were his betrothed since the two of you were kids, you were the daughter of the kamo clan’s head and most definitely possessed blood manipulation, while he was the prodigy genius of the zenin clan, inheriting projection sorcery. He was told he didn’t need to love you, nor care about you. That all this arrangement was for us to produce heirs and strengthen bonds. His brothers told him to just take more women if you didnt please him, and until he met you (properly met you), that was what he intended to do.

as a part to help you ease into marrying him, your parents had suggested they live together a month before the actual ceremony. he loathed the idea, finding the notion of needing to tend to someone else’s needs utterly useless. And yet, your possessions, neat and tidy filled his home, your perfume laced the air like a drug and you were so completely gentle.

ah fuck, this was bad. this was really bad. all his plans about taking more women or messing around were foiled by his own stupid feelings, the racing heartbeat he got when he saw you, he was fucking Pavlov trained to recognise your scent and start looking around. this was bad. To save face, he kept interactions with you brief. An occasional snarky comment, a remark, talks at dinner. By the time the ceremony came, you had Naoya Zenin absolutely smitten with you. he makes those rude ass remarks of course, calling you sexy throughout the whole damn month, but he learnt to keep his hands to himself.

the ceremony came and went, which led to the part he had been waiting for for a whole damn month. You sprawled out under him on the bed, your dress already loosened, your face already bracing for what was to come. he wanted to touch you, to take what everyone told him needed to be done.

“I…I…don’t want to,” you had whispered, “Not yet,”

holy shit, when he looked at the tears welling in your eyes, he couldn’t do it. the two of you just slept that night. That moment replayed day after day for your first month of marriage, plaguing his brain again and again. he’s in love with you. He can say that with full certainty, but he now also had learnt that sex≠love. So he continues respecting your wishes, with sheer love and a damn lot of jerking off.

continuation of this

naoya loves his son, his cute mini-me that followed him everywhere. he played with him, fed him, watched him mess around in the snow that pilled up in the estate grounds but holy shit was that kid an absolute cockblock when he was trying to…give his son a sibling.

first offence came at the night, he came back from a week long mission to his pretty wifey, so fucking obedient for him as they sprawled out on the bed, making out sloppily. he needed to get laid, he was so fucking hard right then.

“waaaaaaahh!!”

fuck. him. he let out an almost animalistic growl as he pushed off of you, grumbling the whole way as he pulled his clothes back together and matched off to go see what his son needed.

second offence came the next morning, naoya had found you in the kitchen making breakfast, his palm down your pants, bending you over the counter. okay, surely nothing would happen this time. the both of you were in the mood, everything was going well…fuck- he had to have you. like right now-

knock on the kitchen door. holy shit. this kid had somehow managed to projectile vomit all over his cot and the servant had ran to come get the baby’s parents.

Naoya went (of course) to go tend to his precious son. but there was no doubting the absolute stink eye he shot that baby, leaning down to whisper at the baby’s cute little face.

“one more time, i swear to god. i know you love your mama, i love your mama too,”

when it came to the last time, naoya was sure nothing would happen. everything was fine, baby was fed and asleep, you were on his lap-

“waaa-“

bunch of Female! Naoya Zenin Headcanons

a/n: this is suuuuch a fun ask ily

fem!naoya is naobito’s only daughter out of countless, useless sons. and by god, she’s the biggest daddy’s girl ever. She was spoilt to the hilt since birth with endless gifts, whatever toys or dolls she wanted. Following that train of thought, I don’t think she’d be reprimanded for dyeing her hair, her mother would chide her but stop when Naobito waves his hand dismissively.

The Zenin clan isn’t inherently misogynistic, they’re blinded by the ranking of power and it just so happened that most women the clan produced were born without innate cursed techniques. Fem!Naoya would actually make the zenin clan less misogynistic, due to her overwhelming power in the clan.

I’m betting that the Zenin Clan would bend the rules and normal procedure to still let Fem!Naoya join the Hei, because there’s no way in hell they’d waste such a powerful CT. She might not rise up to be the Head of Hei, but depending on how much backing Naobito gives her, it’s a possibility.

I’ve been seeing a lot of headcanons about fem!naoya that she’d still have internalised misogyny. I don’t particularly agree with that, I think Fem!Naoya would not have a ‘All women are weak, I’m an exception’ mindset, more a ‘Everyone is weak, I’m stronger’ attitude. She would respect opponents no matter of gender, as long as they’re on her level of strength.

Fem!Naoya is waaaaay nicer to Maki and Mai, not blinded by misogyny to recognise the sheer amount of potential each of them have (especially the maki-toji resemblance) Not to say that they’re particularly close, but her endorsement would make their time in the clan much better and she might even offer to train them.

I also don’t agree with the headcanon that she’d be crushing on Gojo, Geto or even Sukuna. Let’s be real, that’s a fast and sure slippery slope to devaluing her character. Instead, I think she’d be disgustingly jealous of the power they have, and any mocking comments she makes are an offshoot of that envy.

1. he‘s constantly touching her (hand around her waist, on her smaller back or just straight up touching her ass), having her on his lap, maybe even playing with her hair occasionally (or more like tugging on it…).

2. he only touches her when he‘s horny, like enjoying the benefits of having a woman in bed with him during the night but otherwise completely ignoring her, not even sparing her a glance and so.

or maybe you got another idea?

18+ | physical touch w/ naoya zenin.

oh my godd this such a hard question. BUT. I think canon!naoya is an absolute perv. He has his hands all over your body whenever he wants it, when the two of you are walking he’s either looking at your ass or grabbing it. he slaps it whenever he wants to praise you. when the two of you are eating, he’s twirling strands of your hair around his fingers, making some brash comment about how your split ends are irritating him. He absolutely is the kind of guy that pulls your hair when you’re misbehaving, using it as a way to pull you closer to him so you understand just how he feels.

he covers up any embarrassing moment (for him) with a grope or a squeeze, he basically uses sex as a memory wiper for you, a quick way to shut your mouthy ass up.

whenever he’s sitting next to you, there’s always an arm around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder and a hand on your thigh, forever tracing inner.

hey girliepopscicle, i wrote this with a similar ask

18+ | Canon! Naoya x Reader

he is so fucking mean. the way Naoya treats you is borderline manipulative sometimes, he’s grabbing your pretty ass at every opportunity, sliding his fingers over your clothed pussy whenever he wants. in his mind, his pleasure is first, it’s the priority and whatever sick twisted feeling you get as an offshoot of his treatment is just a bonus.

naoya zenin likes calling you names. he never dignifies you by addressing you by your actual name, opting for whatever derogatory word he can come up with at the moment.

“What do you mean, you’re not feeling well? Stupid bitch,”

“You really should have thought about it before you talked to those guys, whore of a woman,”

it gets worse in the sheets, away from prying eyes. you’re his fuckdoll, cumdump, cocksleeve, obedient slut or whatever he feels like calling you with.

even when addressing you to other people he finds a way to degrade you, and you’re always his.

“My woman,”

“My partner,”

“My girl,”

and he won’t tolerate you calling him anything that makes him feel lesser. no ‘baby’ ‘honey’ ‘sweetie’ ‘cutie’ he’s your ‘husband’ and that’s all that is to it, damn it.

in bed he’s living up to the shit that comes out of his mouth, bending your poor body into whatever fits his cock better. sex with him feels more like some sort of aerobic workout, the way he has you folded into a mean mating press, or maybe forcing you to stay steady in a doggy position so he can rut into you.

he doesn’t give you breaks during sex between rounds, pumping his load into you and immediately contorting your body into the next thing that’ll make his dick hard. to give him some credit, aside from the humiliating shit he calls you in bed, small praises fall from his lips, unintentionally of course.

“Come on pretty…gonna make you a mama with this one,”

“Knew you could do it, you’re all mine aren’t you?”

“Take it, dolly, ive seen you do it before,”

He swears up and down he had never said anything and that you were getting irritatingly forgetful. sometimes he’s aware of his treatment, wondering if you’re a masochist or just too weak to fight back. No matter, you’re his.

pegging Naoya Zenin. (wrote this frantically, starved in one sitting rn)

naoya zenin hates being weak. he hates appearing weak, the sheer notion of being lesser has blondie seething. this, of course translates to his sex life. utter, total domination. That’s what you’d call Naoya in bed. he never bottomed, never went down on you, never was beneath you.

but honey, you were a woman with needs and the certain idea that had been rolling around your head for months was downright filthy. but how, oh, how would you convince him of all people to let you fuck him up the ass? pure, unadulterated determination.

you’re a smart girl, naoya’s cheeky little wife who knows exactly when his resolve is weak. call it manipulation but you started planting the little idea in his head everytime you got him drunk.

“nao..” you’d almost purr at him, voice all silky just how he liked it.

“w…what?” he’d slur back, fixating on you and fuck- you look so pretty, your neckline is low as fuck, his dick is hardening in his pants- naoya thinks he’d give you anything if you asked right now. and after pouring idea after idea into his ears, eventually he relents.

he’s grumbling, complaining about this whole ordeal and how you should be grateful he’s indulging your stupid, fucked up fantasy. so, it starts out slow, familiar. your hands all over him, mouth kissing his face down to his neck.

the two of you make out sloppily, tongues intertwined as your sly hands drift lower, dipping past the elastic waistband of his boxers to palm his cock. he stiffens almost immediately, hardening in your hands as you pump his length. naoya grimaces, focusing on abusing your lips rather than on how you taking lead is making all his blood run south.

you rub him a little longer, getting him sufficiently hard before attempting your main act of the night. you drag his boxers down, before sliding your arms around his waist and your slender hands down to his ass, slipping 2 fingers into his asshole without warning. naoya tenses instantaneously, fighting the urge to shove you off and leave the uncomfortable pleasure in the darkness. but your hands…do…feel…good. and when you reach his prostate it…is…making him wanna cum.

it’s after you’ve worn the strap and started pounding into him does he realise. fuck. fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. he likes it. he likes you on top of him, soft tits in his face, fucking pegging him. his face is far too flush, he can feel the redness, his entire will is being devoted to keeping strings of moans in.

naoya zenin likes getting pegged by his wife. fuck.

loove ur writing sm!!<333

can u write smn abt naoya recharging himself in reader's arms after a rough mission? ty for reading this, lyy!

naoya’s low social battery ft. your lap

Naoya Zenin hates affection, he hates familial relationships, hates weakness. He was raised in a clan that prioritised strength over everything, how could he not? So laying in your lap, your hands in his bleached hair, it's a little embarrassing for him.

it's probably the only time in your marital life you could get away with anything you wanted. soft, delicate kisses to his cheeks? hes annoyed but he'll turn a blind eye. gentle cooing and babying him? he'd roll his eyes but your lithe fingers massaging his scalp... you’re a smart girl so you take advantage of his low battery mode to ask for things. he respects your hustle a little too much.

the only thing he’ll maybe stop you from doing when hes in this mode is talking too much, its been a long mission of listening to people bitch and whine, so if you get a little too much he’ll probably just tell you to stfu. other than that, anything else is free game.

What do you think teenage/dating teenage naoya would be like and what he was like in jujutsu high

*in canon naoya does not attend Tokyo or Kyoto Jujutsu High, he really just was a spoiled homeschooled kid. But for the sake of the ask, we'll pretend he did. Since we have no known graduates from the Kyoto Branch, let's assume Naobito shipped him off to Tokyo.

Teenage! Naoya hated the zenin clan. his lousy, drunkard of a father. his stupid older brothers all at each others’ throats for a standing in the clan. he was sick of all the traditions and expired beliefs the fools back home kept propagating. so when he received news that he was being sent to the tokyo jujutsu high, he didn’t make much fuss. to get strong and attain the power he craved, he needed to leave the weaklings of the clan behind, and train with strong sorcerers of better caliber. gojo satoru wasn’t a stranger to naoya, who didn’t know about the gojo clan’s messiah? Teenage! Naoya was starstruck when he first met satoru. as eager as he was, naoya’s contemporaries would be a boy named nanami kento who he had quickly sized up to be potential in human form and yu haibara, an annoyingly optimistic specimen of a teenager. naoya didn’t get along with nanami at first, butting heads over differing beliefs and opinions. haibara served as a moderator of sorts, to quell the tensions and provide a calm slate.

everything changed after their first mission together, three first year students sent to exorcise a reportedly grade 4 curse. they were wrong and the grade 2 curse had been revealed far, far too late. this was the first time in his life Naoya Zenin felt exceedingly, wholly, utterly weak. and he hated it, hated how small and vulnerable it made him. they had survived, all of them in bad shape but due to yaga’s intervention had pulled through.

this was the turning point that drew the three of them, nanami, haibara and him closer. made them bonded like no other. they became family, surprisingly enough to naoya. real, true family that cared for him past strength, past power or standing. they were there when helping him with the DIY piercings and bleaching his hair to finally be rid of the zenin clan’s lingerings, naoya thought he had looked far too much like his old man, anyways.

Teenage! Naoya acts stupid when hes in love, he fumbles, stumbles and stutters his way through a confession. He was sure he’d be collected, he wanted to make a good impression. But, fuck, you’re just too pretty.

He has no issue dumping his monthly allowance from his deadbeat clan all into you—gifts, dates, luxury— it’s just useless numbers but if it made you happy? Why not.

He gets more cocky the longer the two of you date, getting relaxed and getting snarkier through the years. he knows he has your love, and you’d be an idiot to not realise how infatuated he is with you, body and soul.

It is SO cute omg

husband!naoya being a proud dad

->fluff | no warnings, naoya slightly ooc 9 months in your womb making you suffer, and the bundle of joy still looks like his asshole of a father. your labour as a first time mother was by no means easy, 10 hours of long, torturous contractions and misery. but now? looking at the sweet infant cooing in your arms, it all seemed like a minuscule price to pay.

your husband was clear when he married you that he was a cold man. naoya zenin doesn’t do feelings, doesn’t do empathy, doesn’t truly care about anything other than himself. as a result, you fully expecting that the burden of caring for your little child would fall solely onto you, and for the first month you were right.

the first month was the hardest for you, your sore, tender tits from providing for the baby almost took you out, the incessant screaming and wailing throughout the night almost buried you. the servants helped, of course, but in the zenin clan the mother was the primary caretaker.

under your nurturing care, the babe grew steadily, but the more he grew, the more you realised (whether with disgust or amusement) that your genes had almost completely given up when it came to your son’s appearance. dark, black hair, an almost judgmental stare and a sort of feminine rosiness to his cheeks. your baby was a splitting image of naoya.

things with the workload finally shifted after you fell into a bout of illness not long after giving birth. the family physician had been summoned, and had declared that your body was still frail from the labours of motherhood, recommending ample bed rest and recuperation. normally, servants would have been called in to nanny for a child of the zenin, but to your surprise, your husband had flatly refused.

this was his firstborn child, leave him in the care of a mere servant? Naoya didn’t think it would be hard to handle the baby for a week or two, after all he had watched you ‘manage’ for a month. surely he could do it.

two weeks of spending almost every waking moment with his son and it’s safe to say it: naoya loved that little snot. he knew everything about the baby’s health down to the second he was born. even after you had made a full recovery, father and son seemed to be connected by the hip. to your greatest amusement, you watched as your husband carried your son almost everywhere, giving him a seat on his lap during clan dinners and showing the baby off to almost everyone in the estate.

“goodness, Lord Zenin, he really is such a beautiful child,” the aunts would coo.

“of course,” he would reply, before rolling his eyes and continuing haughtily, “he’s a fusion of my wife and I,”

what have you done?

REQUESTS ARE OPEN ! read the guidelines linked in pinned post first.

I’m trying my best to keep him as canon compliant as I cannnnn, which means he’s an asshole, but with these upcoming asks…a lot of people want soft Naoya which is hard to do without getting ooc…