sukuna’s slut

“i can’t believe nobara told me to use tinder, this app sucks. the guys here aren’t even hot tf” you snarled, swiping left and left.

you’ve received 99+ likes just after using the app for 5 minutes and yet, you fail to find a decent looking guy that matches your expectation.

“sukuna, 23”

you stopped in your tracks, glancing and swiping through his photos. eyeing the “important” details. hot, clean and sharp looking? finally a decent guy.

first guy you decided to swipe right. and..ah, you’re not surprised that you both matched. you’re fucking hot so who wouldn’t swipe right on you?

“hey”

“hey”

“wyd rn”

“lol tf ig those looks dont make up for ur convo skills HAHAHA”

“aightaight calm down woman, drop that ig”

“(your ig handle)”

instagram: ryomensukuna has requested to follow you

you tapped on the notification. his profile is public? that’s surprising, you click onto his posts swiping down, taking a peek into his life, his friends, his family, his school, and..oh god, his muscles. you stopped, staring at the story he put in his highlights.

a simple mirror picture to most, but to you, it was driving you crazy.

shirtless and grey sweatpants, v-line visible. his chiseled 6 packs and a tint of pink undertone. his biceps were bigger than your thighs. he didn’t look he was trying hard to flex his muscles, he seemed relaxed, face grinning showing off his canines.

fuck. you would never be this down bad for a manwhore. only guys looking to thirst trap would post themselves in grey sweatpants and shirtless. but damn. the bulge was making you imagine scenarios that would make your parents disappointed in you.

“are you going to accept me or?” the notification popped up, interrupting your train of unholy thoughts.

“sorry i was busy”

“busy stalking my profile i see”

“love your confidence”

“HAHAHHAHA be fr, u were totally stalking me”

“u aint all that sir”

“damn, you may think that now but what happens if i show u that im “all that”?”

“show me then”

“come over and see”

“lol wth whats wrong w u”

“hey im just tryna be straightforward, not looking for anything srs, just casual uk”

“well at least ure honest”

“mhm”

“alright drop the add”

“################## see u thr pretty girl”

“fuck off, u btr book me a cab”

“wait then whats the point of asking for my add”

“idk”

“alright now you drop ur add”

“################## ill call u whn im ready dont bother me”

“yes maam”

11PM

you’re finally done with your makeup and hair. you get out of your bathrobe and walk towards your wardrob, glancing at the arrangement of victoria secret’s bra and panties, you decide to take a pair of lacy red bra and thong with shine straps.

you were on the fence on whether you should dress up, it’s not like you were gonna go on a date with him.

but then again, you done your makeup hair.

grabbing a tube top and grey sweatpants, you slipped them on and decided to spray your favourite perfume.

grabbing your bag, you stuffed your keys, lipgloss and hairtie..just incase, into it.

RINGING

“call me a cab right now, i’m done”

“yes ma’am”

shit, the ride to his apartment was giving you chills, but it felt good. 1 year stuck to your shitty boyfriend, you didn’t get to dress up due to his insecurity. you’re finally going out, late at night, all dolled-up, and it’s been awhile since you’ve had a good dickdown. your ex sucked.

you got out of the cab, thanking the driver and wishing him a good night.

RINGING

“open up”

“yes ma’am”

you waited at the door, trying to seem busy on your phone by looking repeatedly looking through your friends’ stories.

the door creaked open. you slowly glanced up, meeting sukuna’s eyes. he was hotter in real life, which you assumed couldn’t be possible as he was already good-looking on camera.

“we’re matching”

“what?”

“you’re wearing a black top and grey sweatpants”

“oh” you said glancing at his outfit, the black shirt fitted his figure perfectly, highlighting his biceps and frame. and, lord, the grey sweatpants again, it was shaping his bulge and it looked so big.

“my eyes are up here, miss”

“whatever, just let me in”

his apartment looked neat and tidy, and it smelled like fresh laundry and cigarettes.

sukuna opened the door to your room and guided you in. red led lights, typical.

you plopped on his bed, while simultaneously setting your bag on his chair.

music entered your ears as the familiar song of “i see red” played.

sukuna plopped right beside you. his hand reached for your inner thigh, slowly but gently rubbing his hands up and down your pussy.

his gaze was filled with lust and you couldn’t control it anymore, you grabbed his face and plunge yourself into a deep kiss with sukuna, tongue intertwining, lips wet and sounds of moans escaping your lips filled the air.

not looking away, you both took each other’s clothes, staring in deep lust.

you bend down, arching your back, face on his large, throbbing cock. you devoured his dick, eyes staring up at him while he rubbed your head and slowly guided your mouth up and down his cock.

“holy fuck, you’re a fucking slut, aren’t you? most girls can’t even reach the end” he groaned, shoving your head up and down his cock.

your eyes brimmed with tears from your throat being abused. it was a magnificent sight for sukuna to see, your pink lips wrapped around his thick cock, mascara running down your cheeks, innocent doe eyes staring up at him despite the obscene act you both were participating in.

“get up slut”

he pulled your head from his cock as he lifted you by your shoulders, pushing your back onto his bed.

he grabbed your hair and pulled your head down to see his large cock entering your tight, glistening pussy.

he slowly entered his tip while glancing up at you. you choked, bit by bit, his dick filled your wet pussy. god, you never had a dick this big before and it felt so fucking good, you were seeing stars despite the fact he just entered you a few seconds ago.

sukuna stared at your expression and smirked.

“never had a cock this good eh?”

you could do nothing but let out a whimper as he pounded into you, hands roughly wrapped around you waist.

“tell me how much you love my fucking cock”

“ng-AHH, i-I LO-OOOOOOVE y-y-yOUR COCK”

“good slut” sukuna groaned as he lifted your hips up and hit your sweet spot, ramming into it repeatedly.

your eyes rolled back. you can’t take it anymore, it felt too fucking good. god, you thought he was gonna be those stupid jocks that sucked at sex but you were so wrong.

“d-DADDYY PLEASE USE ME” you screamed in delight.

“gladly” sukuna smirked as he laid down lifting your body. his cock was still inside of you, but this time you were on top of him.

“ride me”

to be continued…

a/n: uh fuck, i haven’t been writing a lot as i’ve been busy. might as well i make a sub x fem! reader so you guys can imagine whatever character you love or lust over. anyways thanks for your patience, btw blue is y/n talking, and purple is m/n talking

cw; sub! character x bully! fem! reader, dubcon, crying, cunnilingus, suffocation, pegging.

Tell me that I’m pretty

you sighed heavily as you made your way into the principal’s office, it wasn’t the first time this dork made you get in trouble. you were just goofing around, so why the fuck was he taking it so seriously? sure, you may have tainted his reputation by telling everyone that he was into hentai, and you may have kicked and ordered him around a few times. but that was all, why did you have to get in trouble for such a stupid thing?

“y/n, i’ve advised you countless times, stay away from that student. if it weren’t for your father, we would have expelled you already. one day when that child has had enough, his parents might sue us for turning the other way.” the principal reprimanded.

“but it’s not my fault, he’s the weirdo that’s into weird cartoon porn. not me” you snarled.

“y/n, i’ve had enough, i may not be able to suspend or expel you, but i have the authority to punish you with janitorial duties.”

“what are you saying?” you questioned, fire rising inside of your chest. if he was actually punishing you by making you clean the bathrooms, hell was going to break lose.

“you’re required to clean bathrooms in block a and block d, both male and female. if this doesn’t teach you to treat others with respect and politeness, i don’t know what will.” the principal sighed.

“oh fuck no, i rather have detention than whatever the fuck i have to clean out of those disgusting bathrooms. i’ll call my dad and he will-“ you shouted

“i’ve asked your dad whether he allowed you doing janitor work, and he agreed, as long as it doesn’t go on your record.” the principal chuckled

you look so fucking pathetic right now, you’re about to reach a new level of low once your schoolmates see you cleaning the bathrooms.

you couldn’t think straight, the blood was rushing to your head and fists. how could this insignificant being coerce you into being a maid. it was all his fault, if he hadn’t tattled about you then this would have never happened. you have to teach him a lesson.

BANG

the sound of the wooden doors clashing against each other as you stood in the classroom glaring at that loser.

everyone knew that you were above the rules, you live life leisurely and comfortably. you could get away with everything and anything. throughout all your years in school full of continuous torments towards other students. all records of your cases have been wiped clean. you had never received a punishment. and yet here you are, punished.

words spread through the school quickly. it was juicy gossip knowing that the untouchable y/n had been punished.

m/n gulped as he stared into your eyes filled with fury and hatred, hatred for him. he knew that he was going to be put through the worse suffering possible, ones that you’ve never done on him before. he was so stupid, he thought if he reported your bullying one last time, it would get you suspended or expelled. but what did he expect, your family is rich and powerful, there was no way you would receive severe punishment.

you walked up to him, eyes not breaking contact. you grabbed him by his hair and pulled him out the classroom.

“y-y/n, p-please stop- YOU’RE HURTING ME-“

his pleads fell on silent ears as you dragged him into the janitor’s closet, you had a key to it, only you. of course with the help of your parent’s money. you bribed the janitor into giving his spare key. and it was the best bribe ever, you could fuck anyone in there, take a break from class with your friends and smoke inside, you could skip class inside and no one would know where you and your peers went.

you pushed him as hard as you could. his back banged against metal shelves as he whined and rubbed his sore back from the pain.

“m/n, tell me i’m pretty”

“w-what-“

“tell me i’m pretty”

“y-you’re really p-pretty, y/n, l-l-look i’m s-sorry for-“

“shhh, i’m pretty right, and pretty girls get their pussy licked, right?”

m/n stared at you in shocked as he brain could not comprehend what was going on, his mouth gaped open, he was trying to say something, anything, but he just couldn’t. you really were pretty, hell, the prettiest girl in school. he just didn’t understand you, why someone blessed in life could do terrifying things to others, if you weren’t so spoiled, maybe you could’ve been a top model or a newscaster or something that nice and pretty girls do. why did you have to be so mean?

he hated himself for staring at you in class, your bust visible when wearing your school attire, the skirt that you are so insistent on rolling up, revealing your flawless and smooth thighs. your eyes whenever you were reading e-books instead of listening to lessons. your hair that was so silky and shiny. he hated this feeling, why did you have to be so cruel towards him.

you stared into his dazed eyes, oh, he was getting a hard-on from just your words, you wonder whether you would be able to make him cum just by whispering into his ears about the fantasies you have of him. he wasn’t really your type but he was handsome, he would look good eating you out.

you sighed as you pulled your thong down, what is it with men always making the women do the work during sex. it’s so frustrating.

you pulled his hair and shoved his face into your delicious cunt, well, from what other men said.

what could be more humiliating than eating your bully out, you wonder. making him jerk himself while doing it? maybe- ah- filming him.

a smile creeped onto your face as you pulled out your phone and swiping right to go into your camera. you proceeded to point the camera at his horrified face, well half of it.

“m-MNNGGHHHH” he tried to pull away from your pussy but the scent of it was driving him insane, your cunt smelled so wonderful and tasted like a first good meal in a while.

he was horrified, and terrified. he didn’t want you to send it to the school. especially since it was only his face and your cunt, and well, people could easily recognise him compared to your pussy.

he whined and his pleads muffled by your pussy as he repeatedly tapped on your thigh as a signal to let him breathe. you knew he couldn’t breathe he just had to do better, then maybe you would let him go.

you could see his eyes getting more clouded his once fast pace of licking up and down your clit through his sobs and whimpers were now getting slow. his arms that were repeatedly tapping your thigh had fallen to his sides.

“faster, if you don’t make me cum in a minute, i’m going to leak this.”

his eyes awakened as his fastened his pace, frantically licking up and down, side to side. his whimpers and sobs getting muffled as his eyes once filled with daze was now full of horror.

he was begging with his eyes. you knew he was at your mercy and you could do whatever you wanted. you could suffocate him and make him pass out. but where’s the fun in having a passed out human rose toy.

his muffled cries were vibrating in your pussy, you could feel every sound flowing into your stomach. it felt euphoric.

his pace was the fastest compared to anyone that has ever eaten you out. he was giving it his all. terrified of what you might do if he didn’t make you cum in time.

his tongue was tired but he kept pushing forward. his eyes rolling back as he choked on your pussy juices mixed with his saliva. the overwhelming amount of fluids in his mouth was suffocating him. he felt like he was going to pass out.

but he mustered up all his strength and began keeping his pace, paying attention to what made you feel good.

you were getting close, about to squirt all over his pathetic face. your thighs were trembling as moans slipped out of your tongue. your hand gripped onto his hair harder than ever. both of you knew you were about to cum.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

the sound of the timer scared you both.

a devious smile was plastered all over your face as you saw realisation dawn on m/n. he didn’t make you cum in time.

“well, i’ll give a choice since you did make me feel good. the 10-inch strap-on or…the 12-inch?”

“n-no” m/n choked out as tears flooded his eyes once again.

to be continued…

cw; drug abuse, drug addiction

a/n; i'm not sure how others went through withdrawal, but this was based on my experience and how i felt without ice for a week straight, cold turkey. AND IT WAS SO BADDDD, i'm so happy i'm sober now. these are shorts instead of headcannons btw

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GOJO SATORU

gojo used to constantly joke about how your hands were always cold and shivering. how you needed him as your personal heater everywhere you went. it was peculiarity that made you, you.

in the beginning, when he noticed that your hands were colder than usual. he thought it was due to you not eating your meals as often having to work late nights at the office. it was odd of course, he was concerned and pleaded with you to go see a doctor, reasoning with you that your hands felt like your veins were made of ice itself. but you brushed him off, expressing that it was probably because you were losing weight.

a few weeks after, he noticed your rapid weight loss, how you looked like bones. there wasn't any plumpness and radiance to your skin anymore. you looked like a walking corpse, your skin was paler, your hair was thinner, your voice, it felt raspier too. there were so many signs, how could he notice?

gojo occasionally cleans the bathroom. imagine to his surprise when he finds chunks of your hair stuck in the drain. baffled, he decided to confront you about it, trying to find out why you looked so different, even if you feel different. repeating what you did a few weeks back, you brushed it off like it was not a concern.

gojo noticed how you were unusually snapping at things frequently, things that wouldn't bother you back then. the simplest things like him tapping his feet on the floor, calling out your name, tickling you, those were all things you used to love. now it just brought nothing but annoyance to you.

gojo was hurt by your change in behaviour, he was desperate for an answer, all those nights begging you, pleading with you, to just give him an answer, tell him what he was doing wrong, but to no avail.

one night, you woke up gasping for air, drenched in sweat, clutching your chest. you couldn't breathe, gojo assumed that you just had a nightmare. he cradled you in his arms, burrowing your face into his chest, and rubbing your hair, whispering that everything was okay and that he's here.

gojo slowly beginning noticing things. how you would lock yourself in the bathroom for more than an hour constantly, shouting through the door that you were having constipation. the bathroom cabinet was frequently ransacked, razors were being taken apart and pills had been taken.

gojo had some idea of what was going on, but he refused to believe. not y/n, not his y/n.

he decided to take matters in to his own. one morning, you finally left the bathroom after spending at least 3 hours in it. gojo searched everyday in the bathroom, he was desperate for answers. he checked behind the drawer and to his horror, he found a tiny glass pipe wrapped in a old t-shirt, buried all the way back. he felt tears brimming in his eyes and and he was disappointed, not in you, but in himself. how did it take him almost a month to find this out, all this time when you were suffering from an addiction, he chose to turn away and listen to your sweet and reassuring lies. he felt his world crumble, his baby, his little baby that still slept with stuffed toys, his baby that drank from a kid's water bottle because you thought the design was cute. how could he have ever let you suffer like this? his poor baby.

when you came back into the room, pale and trembling, you were met with gojo's piercing blue eyes, and the glass instrument in his hand. he was silent. which was unusually of him, normally he would argue and try to reason with you if you did anything wrong, but this time he was quiet, just staring at you. gazing into his aqua eyes, heavy with sorrow, you could tell that what you did shattered him.

frozen, you couldn't come up with any lies at the top of your head. your mouth opened, you wanted to lie, and tell him that it wasn't yours, it was a friend's. but you just couldn't. lying would hurt him even more, judging by his face, you saw how broken and distraught he was.

"y/n, why? please just say something baby." gojo said, barely holding his voice, tears started to stream down his pale cheeks.

"i needed it-" you whispered. "i was really stress from everything going on, you- you don't undestand."

your eyes were glossy, you felt shameful. you this from gojo to protect him. you were hooked, you can't stop even you want to.

the look in his eyes stung you.

gojo stood up from the bed. he wanted to scream and cry in your arms. how could you have done this? why did you hide it from him for so long? but all he could muster up was a faint "are you experiencing withdrawal right now?"

you nodded.

gojo then collapsed into your arms just like the first day he found out you agreed to be his partner. this time, instead of experiencing euphoria, he felt nothing but despair and hopelessness.

the both of you sat in the floor for a long time, tangled in silence and trembling limbs. you cried like something in you had died that day, you were sure he was going to end things with you. gojo hugged you tightly, telling you that things would be okay and that he promises to love you forever and never leave you.

you fell asleep crying in gojo's arms, your face burrowed into his chest. you looked at peace. oh, how wished you could forever look like this.

silently, gojo cried above your figure, running through your hair while repeating, "oh my baby", gently sobbing as reality dawned on him that he wasn't there when you needed him most, that was why you turned to ice. he could do nothing but wail and beg for your forgiveness while you sleep.

RYOMEN SUKUNA

sukuna wasn't someone you would deem as soft or kind-hearted. he was the complete opposite.

he found enjoyment in people's misery, kept to himself and was an asshole to everyone.

everyone but you.

you were the only one that made him smile and laugh, the only one that could shut him up with a look, only you could touch him. no one else. sukuna didn't say "i love you" very often, instead he showed it through his actions, he would put a blanket over you and bury you kisses when you slept before him, he would make sure to ready a meal up before you got home, he would always make sure you drank enough water, sometimes forcing you to gulp a big glass of water so that you wouldn't be dehydrated.

but these couple of days, something was unusually off about you. not only did you not seem yourself, but sukuna also noticed a change in your behaviour, mannerisms and expressions. you didn't seem like the cheerful girl you were back then. you were cold, indifferent and shivering.

you were trembling. not just "the air-conditioning is too cold" trembling, but a nervous system breakdown. your skin was ghostly pale, your eyebags were darkening, your eyes were somehow always bloodshot, as if you didn't sleep for a while. wait- has he ever seen you sleep these days? he always slept before you because you kept on insisting that you weren't tired and just wanted to finish your book.

you were sweating through your sweater, not being able to sit still for a couple of seconds without roughly scratching your legs and arms.

you threw up 5 mornings in a row, reassuring him that it was just food poisoning and that sukuna was overthinking. but he knew better. he did. you barely touched the meals he cooked for you.

on that fateful day, sukuna came back home, exhausted from work. sukuna panicked. he found you curled up on the couch in the living room, blankets hovering over your frail figure, but you were still shaking, your eyes were uncannily wide and your pupils were blown.

"y/n?" he muttered baffled at the sight in front of him.

you didn't answer.

"y/n." he choked out at the verge of breaking down and sobbing on the floor.

still no answer from you.

sukuna dropped to his knees in front of you, eyes glistening with unshed tears. he began shaking you. sobbing out, pleading for an answer, for you to tell him what was going on.

your lips moved with all the effort you could muster up. "i'm fine."

"bull-fucking-shit" he snarled with panic instead of anger. "you look like a corpse."

and you denied yet again. the fact you didn't want to tell him what was going on was the final push to him breaking down and wailing in front of you.

"nono, you're not baby, please tell me what's wrong, i'm begging you please." sukuna whimpered out, choking through his cries.

you winced. you've never seen sukuna like this before, desperate with tears and snot running down his face, his nose and cheeks flushed.

"i'm fine." you muttered. "i stopped a few days ago."

sukuna froze

"stop what, y/n"

realization dawns on him as silence flooded the room, your eyes told him all he needed to know. his sweet little y/n that always calmed him down, babied him despite how aggravating he could be to deal with sometimes.

he could only choke out a sob as he holds you in arms begging you to forgive him for not being there for you, pleading with you to just stop, and telling you it was going to be okay and that he's here now.

cw; just pure loving sex with your boyfriend.

a/n; i just realised all the sukuna shorts i write is basically just him being an asshead. bringing some love into sweet, caring sukuna. it's not that long compared to the others. i'm going to start writing different jjk characters such as gojo, toji, and maybe even nobara, but i'm not sure as whether i should write her as a top or bottom.

sukuna tucked your hair behind your ear, meeting your gaze, lured by the quiet fire in your eyes, magnetized, unable to look away.

you gave the cutest giggle as if he was just a kid mesmerized by you. your laughter was a melody that made even the withered flowers bloom. you were so fascinating.

you pulled him into a gentle and loving kiss, swirling your tongue in a slow manner making him desperate to taste more of you. he cupped your face and use his thumb to rub your plump cheeks.

how could someone ever hurt you, you were just the most pure and innocent thing to ever exist, a smile of your could brighten up an entire population.

his resistance towards you was futile, intoxicated, he slowly unbuttoned your pajamas and pulled down your shorts. he has seen your body over a thousand times, and every single chance he got, he would just stared at you as if you were an angel that descended down to earth in order to distract him from the depravity happening in the human world.

you looked so beautiful, smiling while fully exposed to him. gently he rubbed his thumb against your perky nipples, hard from the cold breeze.

"can i suck them?" sukuna asked.

a gentle nod of yours signal acknowledgement. slowly coming towards you, he tenderly licked your nipples, eyes gazing up at you, making sure that you felt good and were okay with it.

your moans were so cute, it made him just want to protect you from all harm. he feels as if you're so different, despite the both of you engaging in a filthy act, he still manages to go soft and all loving on you. the total opposites of his previous lovers, he was rough with them and ravaged them like an animal. but with you? he treated you as if you were a porcelain doll that was so delicate to the point if he even used a little of his strength it would shatter you.

he lifted up your legs, laying you on your back. he wanted to see your pretty face while he made you see stars. he wanted to hear the lewd moans and whimpers that came out of your mouth that others were so desperate to hear from you. you were only his and he took pride in that, a perfect girl like you that was his? god, could he be anymore lucky?

he slowly inserted in his cock into you, looking at your expressions so that he could make sure he doesn't hurt you. once he was full inside, he gently thrusts while intertwining his hands with yours, making sure he made out with you every chance he had.

this was such an intimate moment with you, embracing each other and feeling the warm of your skin. it was truly magical.

"uah~ suk-una, y-you feel- so goooodd" you moaned out.

chuckling at your adorableness, he kissed your forehead and quickened up his pace, maintaining eye contact with he become one with you, skin to skin. you had his dna inside of you.

unable to hold it in any longer, sukuna cums inside of your wet pussy, you both trembled and wrapped your arms around the other. looking at him all dazed and trembling. you pull him into a passionate kiss.

"i love you sukuna"

a/n; let's just be honest with ourselves, if you were to ever date sukuna, he would be a shitty bf.

cw; manipulation, cheating, insecurity, alcohol

how does it feel y/n? to spend hours getting ready, trying to look good for your indifferent boyfriend? the amount of time you spent in the shower, exfoliating your skin and shaving. the effort you put in to concisely do your makeup right and pick the best outfit for the date that YOU planned with sukuna.

how does it feel constantly trying to get your boyfriend's attention when all he does is want to fuck you and ghost you afterwards?

if you had a choice to go back in time and pick a different partner for yourself, you wouldn't take it. loving sukuna is apart of you and a promise that you'll keep to him. you promised that you would never leave him. and so you kept in, but instead of cherishing that promise, his sick mind decided to take advantage of your kindness.

sukuna is not a good boyfriend, he gets hard by your tears and sexualizes everything, he sees you as nothing else but a good fuck.

it hurts because he was sincerely sweet towards you in the beginning, his eyes would glimmer whenever he saw you. looking into his eyes now, all you see is apathy.

you begin to constantly reminisce the euphoric times you spent together, when both were genuinely happy together. you wished everything could go back to how it was but reality dawned when sukuna arrived home, smelling like alcohol.

"sukuna..i thought you said you were just going for dinner with some friends and you would be home before 10, look at the time now, kuna...it's 3 in the morning. i didn't sleep at all, worrying about you." you mumbled meekly.

"yeayeayea, shut your fucking trap, bitch, you and your goddamn mouth always yapping in my ear for everything i do." sukuna snarled.

your eyes brimmed with tears from his harsh words. but then again, it's always the same with him, he would reprimand you harshly for simply just caring for him. afterwards, he would act deceptively sweet towards you, kissing you on your forehead. it would always end the same, you fuck, you cuddle with him and his apathy towards you showed the next day.

was this really sukuna? the sweet guy that would always soothe you with his words and cradle you in his arms, reassuring you that he would never leave you.

well, he didn't leave you. that's good right? despite his apathy towards you, he was still your boyfriend. but you weren't the only one calling him your boyfriend for sure.

the day you found out he cheated, your hands trembled and your eyes were misted with tears. you had this urge to check his phone, and so you did. there were countless messages between him and multiple girls. they were calling your boyfriend petnames that you thought only you would call him. your heart shattered into fragments.

a fight broke out between the both of you that night, you kept on repeating "why? why? why sukuna?", you felt destroyed, ugly, and disgusting. absolutely no one would understand the insecurity that surfaced in you that night. your emotions were all over the place, you began to crumble and breakdown.

you were ugly right? if you were as pretty as the girls he texted he wouldn't have cheated on you. they were so beautiful, you felt as if you could never compare to them.

sukuna noticed how insecure you were and took you advantage. he coos with you with bittersweet words, assuring you that you're perfect and he would never do this to you again, it was just a mistake, he wasn't thinking straight. he didn't mean anything by it he just wanted to have some fun.

his words touched apart of your inner child deeply, he knew you grew up being bullied and deemed as unattractive, he knew you never felt enough for him. he was the only one that would love a disgusting human like you, right?

he cups your tear-stained cheeks with his hands, and kisses you. you wanted it but you hated it. how could he betray and act as if everything was okay? you were just his little puppet.

you gave in and made love to him. all for him to go back into his habit of cheating on you, comforting you and using you.

you can't do anything about it, you can't break free. you don't have the guts to cheat on him, you love him too much to even talk or glance at another guy.

a/n: been doing smut so much recently, just wanted some fluff and angst up in here.

tw: talking about sh, addiction, and sa.

you catch a glimpse of yuji smiling at you as you scroll through netflix to find a decent show that wasn't as boring as the previous one.

"why are you smiling so intensely at me, baby?" you chuckled out, god, your boyfriend was so adorable, sometimes you don't feel like you're enough for him.

"you look really pretty when you're concentrated on something, you know" he beamed.

chuckling at his adorableness, you took a cig out and put it in your mouth, crunching it with your teeth before you hear a faint "pop", then, you proceeded to light your cig up.

"i don't understand what's the hype for people to smoke...it smells really bad" yuji blurted as his face scrunches up, it was honestly really cute.

"well, i smoke because i started doing it at a young age, and it just became a habit, you know?" you retorted as you inhaled the smoke and exhaled the stress.

"but why, it's really bad for your lungs y/n.. you should stop doing that before you become sick." he muttered in worry.

the thing about you and yuji is that despite the both of you being in a serious relationship, you have never told him about your past. about the abuse you had to tolerate, the betrayal, everything that made you who you were today.

you changed the topic quickly to avoid talking about your past. but your sweet boyfriend kept insisting you talked about it, he just wants to understand you, and reassure you that you're not alone and he's always here for you.

what were you supposed to say to him? you didn't want him to think that you're a slut or a useless bum that was an addict. you were scared. you lost everyone else in your life, you didn't want to lose the sweetest boy you've ever had.

hesitantly, you talked about how at a young age you mixed around with bad company and how you fell into addiction, how your friends betrayed you and ratted you out to the police all because they didn't want to take the blame. how you had virginity forcefully taken away from you, which let you into a spiral of coping in different ways, cuts, sex, ice, alcohol. anything you could do to forget about your past.

tears started to well up in your eyes, you've never told anyone about your past before, embarrassed by the fact you're not pure, you're ruined. you were scared he would judge you for it. you didn't even dare to look him in the eyes while explaining it.

it may seem like a small thing to everyone else, but you were raised to be embarrassed by it. growing up with purity culture and idealistic of a woman needing to be pure in order to be loved.

it hurt so bad explaining this, you didn't want to seem like someone that would ruin him and his future, you didn't want to be seen as a whore. you were scared.

but yuji, being the sweetest soul that he is, wiped away your tears with his thumb. he looked at you, upset.

"y/n, i don't understand why you're embarrassed by this, it was what made you "y/n", the strong independent girlfriend of mine that is willing to defend what's right. you're perfect in every way, my love. your past doesn't define you in anyway. i promised you that i'll love you forever, your past doesn't change how i'm so in love with and how i constantly think about how perfect, beautiful, smart, funny, and kind you are. you y/n l/n are the love of my life, and nothing can change that, don't forget you're my beautiful girlfriend." yuji said.

his words felt so warm, it felt like you were being hugged by your mother again, back then when she still loved you and you were an innocent child.

you wailed out loud as yuji cradles you in his arms, consoling you, reassuring you, telling you how perfect you are and how much he loves you for who you truly are and nothing can change that.

you sob into his arms all night, his words feeling like a meal after playing with your friends for a long time at the playground.

your eyes felt heavy and you snuggled up to him closely. letting his warm body engulf you.

cw; mindbreak, crying, blackmail, noncon, virginity loss, bullying

a/n: 2 sukuna smuts in a few hours is crazy, once again, if this isn’t your cup of tea, please scroll.

you choked on your breath as sukuna slams into your hips, you’ve been going at this for an hour? 2? fuck, you can’t think anymore. you couldn’t believe this was happening, you? getting fucked by sukuna? the guy that threw your books out the window all because you called him a bully, the guy that kept on calling you a dork and forcing you to buy him and his goons snacks. you’re trying to remember how this started.

flashback

you sat at the back of the classroom, deep in your thoughts when a deafening sound startled you.

BANG

the sound of sukuna slamming his hands across your table, “you fucking dork, you snitched on me to OUR TEACHER?!”.

you gasped and tried to defend yourself by denying his absurd claims “w-wait s-sukuna, i really didn’t, i swear, please!”

“come with me now.” sukuna grunted, oh fuck, you’ve never seen sukuna this angry before. you were terrified of what sukuna was about to do to you. he’s never touched you before, and now he’s harshly grabbing your wrists pulling you to wherever he pleased.

“sukuna, p-please, i’m sorry” you cried out, begging for him to forgive you and not to torture you any further than he already has. he has already thrown the books you write your deepest thoughts in out of the window, your sacred journal was gone. it hurt you deeply, and now you’re petrified he’s going to go even further.

sukuna doesn’t pay any attention to your cries, he drags you even further down the hallway, stopping at the janitor’s closet. he shoves you in and closes the door behind you.

you landed on your butt, letting out a little “ow” while you pat your skirt down.

your eyes looked up, staring into sukuna’s eyes, it was dark, scary, you knew he was going to do something horrible to you. he didn’t look like how he usually looked when making fun of you. he looked angry.

“who gave you the right to look me in the eyes, you stupid bitch.” sukuna growled.

“wa- i-i’m so sorry, sukuna, i really didn’t mean to do it but mr. w-“ you tried to plead.

“save it bitch, i don’t wanna hear your little excuses. strip.” sukuna snapped.

“w-wha-“

“strip.”

tears begin to well up in your eyes, why was he doing this? was he going to record you and send it to the whole school? you’ve already been humiliated numerous times, he’s going too far now, he’s so cruel-

“STRIP.”

“o-ok-ay” you sobbed.

you begin to unbutton your blouse, standing up you pulled your skirt down.

“all of it.”

you started to wail, this is so humiliating.

“s-sukunaaa phrlease, dwon’t dow thiss to mee” you sobbed out timidly.

sukuna took a step closer to you, staring into your doe eyes, you looked so adorable. crying and begging him to stop as if he owned your life.

hope began to show in your eyes, did sukuna realise that he was going too far? is he showing compassion-

SLAP

a white flash blurred your vision, you cupped your face with your hands. you stared up at sukuna in shock, the fact that he wasn’t going to stop dawned on you. you couldn’t control emotions anymore, you burst out into tears. you hoped that it would end.

your train of thoughts were cut short by sukuna pulling your hair.

“listen hear you fucking prude, stop acting so goddamn dramatic and listen to me, when i say strip you strip, don’t test me.”

you hiccuped as he let go, silent sobs coming from you rang in the room as you unbuckle your bra and pulled down your panties.

you hear sukuna snicker. this was such a pretty sight for him. your head down, fully naked, blushing with embarrassment and that shattering look you have in your eyes knowing you’ve been humiliated to the extreme.

“state your name, whore.”

you looked up to see sukuna grinning maliciously at you with his phone in his hand. you wrap your hands around your tits and covered your pussy with the palm of your hand. you began to burst out in tears.

“p-pleaseeee shuk-unaa thwis is tooo farr, why arwe you doing thish to mwe-“ you wailed.

“name.”

terrified of what he might do if you don’t meet his demands, you stuttered out your name while wailing.

“y-y/n”

“suck my cock.” sukuna grunted as he unbuckled his pants and unzip it, revealing his thick cock covered in precum. you’ve never seen a cock ever, not even in porn. his tip looked so red and his dick was so big, could it even fit inside of you?

you shakily walk towards him. sukuna was going to fuck you. he was going to film it too. you’re a virgin, you’ve always had dreams of losing it to the man you loved having gentle but loving sex. for the love of your life to kiss you gently as he inserts it into you, to tell you that you’re beautiful and perfect. but now those dreams were shattered, you were going to lose your virginity to a scumbag, the asshole that ruined your highschool experience, the jerk that bullied you until you begged your parents to let you transfer or be homeschooled.

wait but it’s okay, he’s just asking you to give him oral. maybe he won’t take your virginity, it’s okay, your husband would still marry you and your parents wouldn’t disown you.

getting on your knees, you hesitantly swirled your tongue around his tip, gently circling and licking up and down. attempting to avoid having your face recorded by the camera.

“look up at me.”

shit. you had to look up, you had to. you’re petrified to go against him.

your doe eyes looked up at him in such a slutty way that sukuna’s dick got even harder than it was already was. the tears forming in your eyes, your soft red lips near his hard cock and your cheeks so red from embarrassment. he couldn’t control it anymore.

sukuna forced your head onto his cock, fucking your mouth in a savage way that made your eyes roll back as you gag continuously, trying to catch your breath. you were deepthroating his cock so well, your mouth felt so fucking tight that the moment your lips landed on his dick he almost came.

sounds of you gagging and slurping on his dick filled the silent air. he was so rough with your mouth you felt as if you were about to pass out. but yet you still kept your eyes on him, you weren’t willing to go against him and face whatever else he has in store for you.

it felt like it was never going to end, him forcing your head up and down onto his dick and forcing you to look up at him with your eyes rolled back. your jaw was aching, your saliva mixed with his precum was dripping down onto your tits and he was pulling onto your hair. everything hurt so bad. you just wanted things to end.

suddenly, sukuna stopped, you could feel his hands trembling and his grip on your hair was not as forceful compared to a few seconds ago.

he came. he came into your mouth, you stared at him in shocked, tears streaming down your face as you realised you had to swallow his cum. he wasn’t going to let you go until you do, his grip on you tightened even more.

“swallow, swallow that shit like the fucking slut you are” sukuna purred.

you shook your head, attempting to disobey his orders, you would rather choke to death than swallow his cum. but his force you down onto his dick further, your nose touching his stomach, you looked up with pleading eyes as your throat gave up on you and swallowed his cum in order to not suffocate.

he pulled your hair back and his dick finally wasn’t in your mouth anymore, you could finally breathe, your hands were on the floor while you coughed out, gasping, desperately trying to get oxygen back into your lungs.

“was the little slut trying to disobey my orders? i should punish you.”

“n-no sukuna, pleaseeee, haven’t you done enough already, you took my first oral, i have never given anyone oral up until now- so please-“ you choked out.

“but that isn’t all i can take is it? you ratted me out, i thought a little puppy like you obeys her master?” sukuna chucked in a terrifying tone.

you burst out into tears, “i’m showyy s-sukuna, p-phrleaseee”

sukuna ignores your cries as he pulls your hair, shoving your face onto the floor, your ass facing upwards.

rubbing his tip against your slit, he roughly slams his dick into your pussy. you choked out a whimper. once his dick adjusted to the warmth and tightness of your virgin pussy, he roughly thrusts his cock into your pussy over and over, digging his nails into your hip, all while filming your ass getting pounded by his thick cock.

it hurts so bad, you are a- no were a virgin, and he’s being so rough on your first time. you started crying even more than you were, pleading him to stop, to be more gentle, to go slower.

all your pleads fell on deaf ears as he started speeding up his pace, going rougher and harder. this time pulling your hair instead of digging into your skin.

the sounds of his cock juices and your pussy, his grunts, the slapping of skin together, were the only sounds you could hear.

you began to feel intoxicated by his cock, he was being so rough but yet it felt as if static kept flowing into your pussy while he pounds into you. you were in a daze, all you could think of was his cock and how good he felt inside of you. your brain began to feel fuzzy, and lewd sounds you never thought you would hear yourself make to someone like him came out of your mouth.

“oh, looks like the whore is moaning on my cock, you like my cock, don’t you? tell daddy how badly you love his cock.” sukuna growled.

with all your strength, you choked out “i-i l-loveeeee daddy’s cock i- love daddy’s cock ilovedaddy’scock ilovedaddy’s cock so much, PLEASEEE FUCK ME DADDY”

sukuna smirked as he adjusted his knees before slamming into your pussy once again this time going at a far rougher and faster pace which made you see stars. you felt his dick get bigger inside of you.

his dick was hitting your spot, you felt a shockwave in your pussy as you dissolved in pleasure. sukuna felt little spurts of liquid on his thighs.

this was it for him, seeing you like this made him so fucking crazy, you looked so pathetic like this. he couldn’t control his dick anymore. he needed to cum inside of you.

“aah~ fuck- shit-“ sukuna grunted as he came inside of you. the warmth in your belly was uncomfortable, it felt weird. so weird.

sukuna’s dick slipped out of your wet pussy and his cum started to spew out, it was an unforgettable sight forever lodged deeply in his mind.

he smirked, proud of what he did to you, turning you from a stuck-up prude to a dumb slut, he moved his phone towards your pussy, filming the cum dripped down your slit and onto the floor.

your body gave up and you landed on your side, gasping for air, still in a daze.

you can hear a faint sound that meant he stopped the recording. sukuna stands up, zipping up his pants and buckles his belt.

“listen to me, you whore, if you ever tell anyone about what i did and will do to you in the future, i’m sending this to the entire school. your parents will find out that their little innocent daughter isn’t a virgin anymore and will disown you, you understand?”

you nod your head in obedience.

sukuna smirks once again leaving the janitor’s closet and closing the door behind him.

cw: spanking, noncon, crying, basically sukuka is ravaging your pussy in your bf’s body(yuji itadori)

a/n: please scroll down if this isn’t your cup of tea.

“y/n are you heading to bed now? we are going to visit some cemetery to kill some curses tomorrow?” yuji asked

you were his adorable little girlfriend, his treasure, he loves you so much and he’s glad to have met you. both you and yuji were the bestest of friends even way before the entire vessel of sukuna thing happened. so imagine his surprise when you accepted to be his girlfriend. god, he was lucky to have you.

“hmph, not yet yuji, i want to finish this level before i sleep.” you said pouting.

“alrightalright, will my cute little y/n please sleep early after the level?”

you nod in excitement, happy that yuji didn’t force you to go to sleep early with him like he always does.

“alright baby, i’m going to get some rest now, i’m really tired.” yuji stated as he yawns.

“nightnight yuji”

“nightnight y/n”

30 mins later

you feel your eyes getting heavy, you yawn loudly as you put away your phone and snuggled up with yuji.

“enchain” a lowly voice said.

you got startled and looked up, only to see sukuna staring at you with his glowing red eyes.

“s-sukuna, h-how-“ you stuttered in shocked.

sukuna doesn’t give you answer, he forces your lips into a wet kiss with him as he unbuttons your pajamas. your eyes still opened during the kiss staring at him in fear and terror, afraid he might kill you if you even move a little.

sukuna stares at your eyes filled with tears for a bit before he moves onto your perky little tits, sucking them viciously.

it hurts it hurts

your glowy cheeks had tears running down them. you cried and begged silently in your head begging him to stop. afraid that if you even say any of things in your head outloud he might end you.

the king of curses flips you on your stomach and rubs yuji’s tip against your pussy.

“w-wait suku-“ you attempted to speak before getting cut off by a loud scream and whimper that was yours. you started crying violently and begging him to stop outloud, telling him how much it hurts, begging him to stop and to please be more gentle.

“a human like you telling me what to do? maybe i should teach you a lesson.” he snickered.

fear developed in your eyes as you looked at him like a deer in headlights, your soft doe eyes were pleading with him to not kill you.

he chuckles as his hand lands your ass.

“wa-hhwah-“ you cried out loud. the king of curses was spanking you, a total opposite of yuji, your boyfriend was soft and gentle with you, treating you like a delicate porcelain doll and was never rough with you.

“please p-please sukuna, don’t hurt me.”

sukuna pays no attention to your cries and begins to furiously ravage your tight pussy, the sounds of yuji’s dick and your pussy juices mixing was dominating the sounds of crickets and the night wind.

you started to daze, memories of you and yuji flooded your mind, anything to take you away from what is happening, how that sukuna is using your sweet boyfriend’s body to destroy your insides.

he’s getting the faster. sukuna pants as he speeds up, he’s about to cum inside of you.

“w-wait sukuna, p-phrleasee i downt want to bee prewgnant” you begged.

“silence woman, it’s not my sperm anyways, it’s that brat’s” he mocked.

he covered your mouth with yuji’s hands muffling the loud cries and whimpers you made and went at an unnatural speed, ravaging you, destroying you.

your eyes roll back as nothing went through your head but the wish for it to all go away, your hands were tugging at yuji’s hand, desperately trying to claw away the hands that were bigger than your face, so that you could breathe.

it felt like the world paused as you hear sukuna grunt, the tattooed man came inside of you, you could feel his cum hitting your womb. you started wailing in disbelief.

“now that was a good pussy, i’ll let that brat clean up my mess” sukuna said as yuji’s dick slips out of you and the hot sperm gushing out of your pussy.

“enchain”

it’s yuji again, he woke up, but why was he ontop of you? imagine his horror when he sees his beautiful girlfriend crying and sobbing with bruises and red hand marks on her ass. face down ass up.

“y-yujiiii w-wahwai- s-suk-una h-hee-“

yuji doesn’t let a second go by before he hugs you tightly and rubs your head in a soothing way.

cw: crying, begging, suffocation, pussylicking, basically yuji is licking your pussy like the good boy he is.

a/n: i don’t see any yuji love here, so here is sub yuji for all my fellow yuji lovers.

“mmm-NGUHH-mm-nguh-“

poor little yuji is stuck between your legs desperately trying to make you cum with his tongue fearing the punishment that awaits him if he doesn’t.

god, he looks so adorable like this, hair pulled by your hand, licking your pussy with what was left of his brain, attempting to find your clit, what a dumb little baby, eyes rolling as you force him into your pussy.

yuji gags, startled, he desperately tries to pat your thighs. you’re suffocating him, poor yuji can’t breathe. the intoxicating scent of your pussy is unconsciously telling him to please you.

“aww, poor baby can’t breathe?” you said as you pinched his nose.

he looks up at you with hopelessness, dumb baby doesn’t know how to please you with his little kitten licks.

yuji can’t breathe, his eyes are rolling back and with all his might he stretches out his tongue and circles, moves it up and down in a desperate attempt to find your clit.

“oh~ yuji” you moan in delight, as you shove his head further into your pussy “be a good boy and lick there for mommy okay? don’t stop, mommy will punish you if you do.”

his eyes are telling you that he understands and will obey like the little slut he is, he still can’t breathe, he’s going to faint. he needs to make you cum if he doesn’t want to faint.

“suck there okay? suck there.” you moaned out.

uh oh, yuji forgot where he was licking, he was so fucked out of his brain by the scent of your clit. his tongue landed on your labia instead.

“you dumb brat, did you really forget where to lick, god you’re so fucking stupid.” you snarled as you repeatedly hit his head.

tears starts to well up in his eyes as he starts whimpering from the hits and silently sobbing. yuji doesn’t want his mummy to be mean to him, and now she’s hitting his head, mommy is so mean, she’s so mea-

you wrapped your legs around his head as you pulled his hair back.

yuji can’t breathe, you can hear his tiny sobs getting blocked out by your pussy, he’s whimpering because he’s a dumb little baby that doesn’t know how to please mommy.

he starts sucking your clit while simultaneously whimpering and crying, he feels trapped.

“mm-ngh-mmnggh” yuji cried out but to no avail your pussy was blocking whatever attempt of communication he tried.

you sighed in disappointment as you pulled him away from your pussy.

he gasps as air finally reaches him and he coughs.

“m-mommy, please im sho s-shorry, down’t punish mee p-pleasee” he begs through his sobs

you look at him as if he was nothing but a slave to you, eyes darkening, you grab the strap from your drawer.

“time for your punishment, yuji.”