#no strings attached

so there's no strings attached, no cords attached, and swap no cords attached... what about swap no strings attached? (no strings attached au and its au derivatives by @spedles)

nothing to say here other than i was trying out the pixely faces for my darkner sona

the third one was originally already a bit blurry but my sketchbook was rebelling against me so i wasnt retaking that bruh

that image of spamton eating a fry is engraved in my brain so whatever

i had to draw something to cope with that comic (no strings attached au by @spedles (sorry for the double tag today ill go back to the smoke)) dude i cant stand them tenna is so me after the i mean haha who said that

“Its just a puppet!”

dead air - @ecto-hazard

No cords attached(an au of an au mind you(of no strings attached)) - @spedles

I have been hit with a massive art block but I knew I had to draw!!!!!

So this beautiful stupid lovable man came to my mind!!!! Antony from @spedles No Chords Attached AU and No Strings Attached AU!!!!!

I needed to draw the man happy after the horror of the latest comic ok

Nerd!Gojo x reader

he’ll help you pass the class if you teach him how to fuck.

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CW: penetration, college au, smut, protection, getting ate out 👀, consensual, intimacy with no strings attached, one shot, fingering, blow job, one shot, hand job, oral f!receiving, makeout, hickeys, foreplay, tittie play.

WC: 1.1k

“Miss, your grade is slipping dangerously. You will attend tutoring sessions with Gojo twice a week, or you can forget about passing this class.”

Professor Yaga didn’t leave room for argument. That was how you ended up in the quiet corner of the library every Tuesday and Thursday, sitting across from the campus genius himself.

Satoru Gojo.

He wasn’t what you expected. Tall, fluffy white hair that always looked like he’d just rolled out of bed, round glasses that he kept pushing up his nose, and an oversized hoodie that made him look softer than he probably meant to. He was insanely smart- explaining concepts in ways that actually clicked… but painfully awkward. He blushed every time your knees brushed under the table and stammered when you leaned in to look at his notes.

The first two sessions were strictly academic. You actually started understanding the material. But by the third session, Gojo was fidgeting more than usual, chewing on the end of his pen.

“I have a proposal,” he finally blurted out, cheeks flushed pink. “I’ll tutor you as much as you need. Free. I’ll make sure you pass with at least a B+, maybe even an A. Whatever it takes.”

You raised an eyebrow, smirking. “And what do you want in return, Gojo?”

He swallowed hard, eyes dropping to the table.

“Teach me… intimate stuff. Kissing. Touching. Sex. All of it. I’m tired of being the nerd who doesn’t know anything outside textbooks. Help me stop being a loser and I’ll get you through this class.”

No slow burn. No pretending.

You stared at him for a long second, then grinned.

“Deal.”

Your dorm room was dimly lit by the string lights above your bed. Gojo stood in the middle of the room looking adorably out of place, hands shoved in his hoodie pocket, glasses slightly fogged from nerves.

“Relax,” you said softly, stepping closer. You reached up and gently pulled his glasses off, folding them on your desk. “We’re not rushing anything. First lesson: how to kiss properly.”

You cupped his face. He was taller, so you tugged him down a little. “Just follow my lead. And breathe.”

The first kiss was awkward… his lips stiff, nose bumping yours. But when you tilted your head and softened the kiss, he melted. You showed him how to move slower, how to tease with his tongue. He learned fast. Within minutes he was kissing you back like he’d been starving for it, hands hesitantly resting on your waist.

“Is this okay?” he whispered against your lips, always checking.

“More than okay,” you murmured. “You’re a quick learner, Gojo.”

He gained confidence with every correction. You guided his hands under your shirt, showing him how to cup and squeeze your tits, how to roll your nipples between his fingers until you were sighing into his mouth. He left his first hickey on your neck… shy at first, then bolder when you moaned and pulled him closer, sucking a matching one just below your collarbone.

You pushed him gently onto your bed and straddled his lap, grinding slowly while making out. His hands roamed your body like he was memorizing every curve.

“Want to learn more?” you asked, pulling back just enough to look at him.

Gojo’s eyes were dark, lips swollen. “Yes. Please.”

You peeled off your top, then helped him out of his hoodie. His hands were shaking a little as he touched your bare chest, but he was a natural- sucking one nipple into his mouth while his fingers played with the other, copying what made you gasp the loudest. He left wet kisses and little nips all over your tits until they were shiny with his spit and marked with faint hickeys.

You slid down, kneeling between his legs. “Lesson time. Watch and feel.”

You freed his cock. Long, pretty, and already leaking. Gojo’s breath hitched as you stroked him slowly with your hand, then took him into your mouth. You showed him how you liked to swirl your tongue, how deep you could take him. He groaned, hips twitching, one hand gently in your hair.

“F-fuck… that feels so good,” he panted. “Is this… am I supposed to-“

“You’re doing perfect,” you praised, pulling off with a wet pop and climbing back up.

You let him finger you next. At first his movements were clumsy, but you guided his long fingers, showed him how to curl them, how to rub your clit with his thumb. Once he found the right rhythm he became relentless, pumping two fingers deep while watching your face like it was the most fascinating thing in the world. He kept checking in…“Like this?” “Too fast?”-until you were riding his hand and cumming hard with a shaky moan.

Then he surprised you.

Gojo suddenly flipped you onto your back with a burst of confidence, that signature cocky grin starting to peek through the nervousness. “My turn to try something,” he murmured, voice lower than before.

He kissed his way down your body, leaving a trail of hickeys. When he settled between your thighs, he looked up at you-bright blue eyes locking onto yours as he spread you open with his thumbs. No hesitation anymore. He pressed his mouth to your pussy, tongue dragging through your folds experimentally at first, then bolder when you moaned.

He pulled back just enough to tease, lips shiny. “Taste even better than I imagined.” Then he dove back in, mouth latched onto your clit, sucking gently while his thumb took over rubbing tight circles exactly where you needed it. His other hand reached up, massaging one of your tits, rolling the nipple between his fingers.

He looked up again, eyes half-lidded and hungry, watching every twitch of your face while his tongue worked you. “Like that?” he mumbled against your pussy, the vibrations making you jolt. He was freestyling now… confident, teasing, alternating between long licks and focused sucking, never breaking eye contact for long.

You gripped his hair, hips bucking. He groaned in approval, the sound vibrating through you, and doubled down. Mouth sealed over your clit, thumb pressing firm circles, hand squeezing and kneading your tit like he couldn’t get enough.

You came hard on his tongue, thighs shaking around his head. He didn’t stop, licking you through it with a satisfied hum until you were twitching and pushing at his shoulders.

He finally pulled back, lips glossy, that cocky little smirk fully in place. “Think I’m a fast learner?”

You laughed breathlessly, pulling him up for a messy kiss.

You rolled a condom on him after that. “Ready?”

He nodded, but the confidence stayed. He slid into you slowly at first, then found his rhythm fast. Deep, steady thrusts that had you moaning his name. He kept one hand on your tit, pinching and rolling while he fucked you, eyes flicking between your face and the way your bodies connected.

Afterward, Gojo stayed buried inside you for a moment, brushing damp hair from your face with a soft, almost shy smile breaking through the cockiness.

You both came hard, tangled together and breathing heavily.

Afterward, Gojo stayed buried inside you for a moment, brushing damp hair from your face with a soft, almost shy smile breaking through the cockiness.

He hesitated, then asked quietly, cheeks still flushed, “S-same time tomorrow?”

You blinked, looking at him with a surprised little laugh. “Really?”

Gojo immediately panicked, eyes widening. “U-unless you don’t want to! We don’t have to-… I mean, it’s totally fine if this was just a one-time thing…”

You cut him off with a soft smile, still tracing lazy circles on his chest. “No, it’s fine. Sure… why not.”

His whole face lit up with relief and that signature Gojo grin.

“Cool. Cool, cool,” he mumbled, trying (and failing) to sound casual while pressing a quick, shy kiss to your shoulder.

Art credits: nek0zuu_ I think

Banner credits: @priestboy