a/n: h-word rn and i thought of putting two of my fave kinks w/ gojo. ur welcome (ig)

pairing/s: gojo satoru x f!reader

wc: 1k

tags: uniform kink, light bondage, teasing, use of the honorific 'sensei', blindfolds, oral (receiving), dry humping, consensual photography taking of nsfw pictures, no editing i just write this rn on a whim.

"you're such a -hmph- pervert." you tried to sound as indignant, but you couldn't help but gasp as you felt his tongue prod at your most sensitive spot. you could almost see his mischievous grin, if only your eyes weren't covered with his blindfold.

with your hands tied behind your back, face shoved in the sheets, and your ass in the air, there wasn't much room for you to move as he teased you over and over with his face in your crotch.

hnnnh

— awkward / virgin! sakusa + fluff + embarrassment + gn! reader

he tells himself its the intimacy- that must be why hes shaking so bad, how close you are to him- how good you smell. its something hes never experienced before with anyone else. he didn’t know it’d feel this /good/ to have someone on his lap, the heat of their body so close to his own- huffing shared breaths between your mouths when you pull away.

Kinktober 2020 — aphrodisiac

A/N: not me searching up feline sexual behaviours as reference no I am not-

Pairing: neko!Kozume Kenma x f!reader

Description: Kenma felt like all his senses were being lit on fire when you came home one day with a very odd scent lingering on you.

Warning: aphrodisaic, dry humping, oral (giving), face fucking, slightly dubcon undertones midway, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, kenma is a cat boy but you already know by the title

Word count: 3747

-

Something was up with your scent, Kenma noticed that the moment you stepped through the door.

Even though he was all the way down the corridor in his gaming room, his ears perked up instantly when the abnormal scent flushed into his nostrils, twitching on top of his head as the sound of your steps got louder and louder.

“I’m home!” you latched onto him from the back as always, burying your face onto his soft ears and sighed at how satisfying it was. He felt chills running along his spine as the unfamiliar scent became overwhelmingly strong, his tail pointing as he went into high alert under his feline instincts of feeling like there was a strange entity that had crossed into his territory. There was a stir in his stomach as he felt his skin warming up as you rubbed the tip of his ears with your fingers, sighing about how long your day had been and how you had been thinking about getting home as quick as you could all day.

“I even took a shortcut,” you said, your arms that were wrapped around his shoulders now loosening up as you prepared to change out of your work clothes, “never again though, that road was barely visible with all the weed that grew all over it and it’s kinda scary at night.”

Kenma didn’t say anything, his eyes going wide as he blankly stared ahead at his screen. His nostrils flared, trying hard to make sense of what it was that you now smell of. He shuddered when you ran your fingers through his hair, scratching lightly behind his ears but he still didn’t respond to you in any way. You tilted your head, confused as to what had gotten into him but decided to leave him be with a peck on top of his head.

Cats, no one could understand them except themselves when they got into the mood.

picture this: you break up with megumi and he turns full blown yandere mode and refuses to let you break up with him 😳

warning(s): yandere & obsessive behaviour

-

oh boy, megumi sure would do that.

he’s been breathing down your neck ever since the two of you got together- always asking who you’re with , where you’re at, and glare at anyone who dares to look at you. once or twice, you even caught him stalking you to make sure that you’re safe and sound.

when you found out about it, of course you would break up with him. nobody wants an obsessive boyfriend, right? that’s when you sat him down one day, and told him that you needed a break from him.

immediately, he jumps up from his seat, agitated and desperate to keep you next to him. from begging to guilt tripping you to even threats, megumi is bent on not letting you go. but you were done with his behaviour. you wanted to leave, to be free from his clutches.

that’s when megumi would go full blown yandere mode- locking and nailing the windows shut, installing extra locks on the bedroom door, keeping you efficiently trapped inside. he tells you that he’s doing it for your own good. he loves you, and he needs you to be staying by his side forever, and that you’re the only one who understands him.

he doesn’t tell his friends or anyone else about your whereabouts, though. a few times, yuji asked why he hasn’t seen you around, and megumi just brushed him off, saying that you’re probably busy. but deep down, he knows where you are- trapped with no one to turn to except him.

everytime he comes home, megumi would bring you lots and lots of things he’s bought for his treasured prize. he’ll tell you about what happened in school for that day, how much he misses you and how much he wanted to hurt yuji or anyone who said your name. after all, to him, he’s the only one that could talk about you- his wonderful, beautiful and lovely darling.

of course you tried to escape, to push him away and give him the cold shoulder, but each time it happened, megumi would reinforce security and work desperately to win you back.

Yandere! Gojo Satoru x Reader (Modern/Mafia Au!)

- Billionaire Gojo brainrot <3 

Right, Gojo Satoru doesn’t believe in love. But you make him happy, so unbearably happy that it scares him how afraid he is to wake up one day and find you gone.

Warnings: Yandere themes, mentions of gore/violence & guns, ‘NSFW’, ‘smut’, dark themes (slight mentions of past abuse, suicide & cheating), extreme possessive/obsessive behaviour

—–

The first time you meet him, he tries to buy the last strawberry sliced cake that you were both eyeing for triple its price. 

“Hey, I saw that first.” A youthful voice, clear and bright.

The wooden tongs, hovering carefully over the cake freezes. It nearly slips out of your fingers when a hard body jostles against your elbow and you blink in surprise at the force before righting yourself in mild annoyance. 

Silently, you turned to face the culprit. A dark blue baseball cap and a pair of dark tinted sunglasses perched on the elegant bridge of his nose that shields his gaze. He’s absurdly tall, enough so that you had to crane your neck up in order to look properly at his face. You swear you catch a hint of silver that gleams teasingly underneath the shadows of his cap. 

You blink again and he clicks his tongue. “Are you going to take it?” 

“Would you take it if I didn’t?” You said slowly, pondering your next words. Curious eyes flicker over his outfit, he’s dorned in black from head to toe, leaving only a silver of his collarbones peeking out the collar. 

cw for kidnapping?, sukuna being a Big Time Stalker and Yandere but what’s new, ancient for sukuna ftw, mentions of violence n death

the way that post blew up i am still so confused at the amount of notes it has but omg thank you so much for requesting this and i’m so sorry it’s late!!! i also wrote hc’s and i hope that’s okay :) <3 

we’ve already established that it took sukuna a long time to even come to accept his feelings for you, let alone agree to be in a relationship with you, and to share you with someone. 

the thing is, sukuna, although experienced with women/men, is inexperienced when it comes to relationships. he doesn’t expect to feel the way he does whenever he gets the chance to spend time with you, whenever you ask yuuji to switch with him so you could take him out on a date for a change, when there’s an accidental switch between them as you’re in the bath, and all of a sudden he finds your back pressed to his chest and you’re sighing so softly as you relax against him and his arms are wrapped around your middle and your hands are squeezing at his forearms. or whenever you’re about to head to bed and it’s usually yuuji that cuddles you when you’re sleeping since he’s the one out of the two that actually requires sleep, but you sit on your knees and cup yuuji’s face and ask him to switch. and when they do, you press a kiss to sukuna’s mouth, hands so gentle on his face, and whisper goodnight to him and it feels as if he’s in a trance. 

so really, the concept of falling for someone is very foreign to him, and even more so, getting attached to a person. 

the first time anything happened to you and he had found himself reacting abnormally was when you were cutting up vegetables with yuuji. sukuna lets you enjoy your time with him, especially when it comes to cooking, because personally, he would be very bored and he doesn’t have the talent for it either, opposite to yuuji, who enjoys it so much and manages to make it fun for you too. as you’re cutting up the vegetables, accidentally, you slice at your finger, and instinctively you hiss at the pain, muttering, “ow, ow, ow,” underneath your breath as you clutch at it. there’s more blood than you expected, but it’s not so deep that you’ll need stitches. but at the sound of your voice mumbling and hissing in pain, at the scent of blood from you, sukuna emerged from yuuji without a second thought, and he rushes over to you. he calls you an idiot, scrubbing away at the blood underneath the rush of water, and he seems so angry, but god, it’s not at you. 

he hated even the thought of you being hurt. he’s not even sure why it bothers him as much, but he later on figured that it was all part of loving someone. no matter the cut, the bruise, the scar, the pain and the hurt, he’ll fuss over you incredibly, and he’ll seem so irritated, making it as if you were a nuisance, a burden, but you can see through it so easily, because over time, his feelings for you became more and more obvious, and it was harder and harder to hide. 

it’s not until he finds out you’re in a life threatening situation does he realize that— maybe he really does love you. maybe you’re not a burden, but a blessing. maybe you’re not holding him down, holding him back, but rather pushing him forward, encouraging him. and when he realizes that you love him, you really, really do, he falls for you even more.  

the situation doesn’t entirely matter honestly. yuuji had been informed of it, and even he was having trouble staying composed. the younger boy was trying his best for you, because being off the rails wouldn’t have helped you in any way, and he knew that. the moment he’d heard the words of you being in danger, he struggled so much against yuuji, trying to shift. “i’m stronger, faster, less vulnerable. let me go, idiot.” but yuuji insists against it. he can’t risk it. not with you. 

but when yuuji sees you, sees the state you’re in, sees how much they’ve hurt you, the bastards standing so smugly next to you as if you were a token for them to show off. ‘look how well we can afford to hurt your lover,’ their eyes are saying, and yuuji’s resolve crumbles. he can hurt them just as bad, he can hurt them worse, but what sukuna lacks in basic morality, yuuji doesn’t, and he knows it will hold him back. besides, sukuna can hurt them much worse. 

so he switches. 

there’s a deafening roar the moment the markings appear on yuuji’s skin, as sukuna takes over. he sees red, and he can’t think of anything besides the fact that you’re here, in front of him, but you’re in such bad shape, so bruised and broken and battered, not the way you’re meant to be. there are tears streaming down your face, and your body shakes and trembles and flinches, your chest heaving with sobs and he hates it. he hates it so much. he hated the small cut you’d given yourself back then and he hates this now. 

he doesn’t spare the men. he kills them, but not slowly, because that’d be too merciful. yuuji watches from the sidelines within sukuna, his throat closing up at the sight of the men being murdered, and he wants to feel remorse, but he can’t, not with the state you’re in. and the moment they’re gone, the moment sukuna’s ripped their limbs apart and their screams died down, it’s yuuji that falls to his knees before you, grouping you in an embrace and holding you to his chest, chanting by your ear, “i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m so sorry.” 

yuuji’s hands are too shaky to bandage you up, so sukuna does it for him, cleaning at your wounds and brushing as soft as he can against your bruises and wrapping you in bandages. he scolds you the whole time, telling you you ought to be more careful, you ought to have him change you into a curse somehow, to make you less vulnerable, more invincible, but there’s a tightness to voice, a strain, a crack, and he refuses to meet your eyes, in fear of the fact that if he were to do so, he would fall apart before you. sukuna hadn’t been scared, scared for you or your life. he was determined in bringing you back home alive, determined to have you sleep in your bed and wake up and make breakfast with yuuji. 

but for a moment, even if it were a split second, he had thought of what it would be like if he were to lose you. if you left him. the world was awful enough as it is, coming from a curse himself, the king of curses. he can’t imagine just how much duller it would be without you. 

yuuji is the one to push you into bed, to lift a glass of water to your lips, to hold you to his chest. his hands still shake as he cradles you, as he holds you as gently as he can, and when you fall asleep, he whispers out in the dark, “i’m never going to lose you. i promise.” 

and sukuna replies, “you don’t have to worry about that. never.” 

✸ ft. suna, bokuto, kenma, iwaizumi, & matsukawa

✸ info & warnings: fluff, a tad bit suggestive

✸ SUNA jokingly complains that you treat his closet as your own. it starts with him offering you his jacket because you forgot yours or you helping yourself because his apartment is a little chilly. his faux complaints begin when he sees you wearing them long after the fact as if you’ve adopted them as your own. he lightheartedly pokes fun at you for being too stubborn to bring yours along and always makes a point of reminding you to return them. deep down, he really doesn’t mind seeing you walking around and sporting his hoodies. in fact, he prefers it that way.

✸ BOKUTO gets incredibly excited. he’s filled with a sense of pride when he sees you strolling around in his clothes. the sight immediately puts a smile on his face and he’s rushing over to wrap you in his arms. it also makes him a little more clingy than usual, so sometimes his hands unconsciously wander beneath the fabric since he’s so eager to feel you. he loves showing you off so seeing that you enjoy wearing his things and that you’re comfortable doing so makes him really happy. it has gotten to the point where you don’t have to sneakily invade his dresser or ask for his zip-ups because he’s offering them to you before you even can.

✸ KENMA accepts that you’ve taken free rein over his closet. if he spots a familiar character printed on the sweatshirt you’ve pulled on that looks strikingly similar to the one that has been missing for the past week, he just cheekily compliments “your” apparel. not that the gesture needs to be repaid, but since he isn’t as tall or built as most of the other guys he knows, he finds himself borrowing some of your hoodies that look particularly comfy. you two basically share closets. on the rare occasion that he goes shopping for new clothes, his mind tends to wander to whether or not it would be something you might like.

✸ IWAIZUMI rolls his eyes and lets it happen. he questioned your actions the first time it happened, not because he was mad, but because he was confused. he didn’t get the appeal of it, especially since you didn’t hold your punches when it came to criticizing his so-called bland sense of fashion. his concern disappeared at your confession of feeling close to him whenever you wore his clothing. he might have even started spraying the fabric with his cologne before loaning the items to you. he’ll never quite understand why you’re so fond of snuggling into the sweatshirts, but he’s happy so long as you are.

✸ MATSUKAWA teases you for being envious of his style. he finds it funny when you comb through his closet in search of one of his shirts or hoodies that you can dress up for some specific outing. each time you step out of the bedroom wearing something of his, he sees it as an opportunity to make a comment about your choice of outfit—something along the lines of him having a better eye for fashion since you always resort to going through his wardrobe when you can’t find anything to wear. despite all the teasing, he really does find it hot. the only thing he imagines would be more attractive is stripping his shirt off of you.