IWAZUMI HAJIME RELAXING SOFT SHIT

IWAZUMI HAJIME RELAXING SOFT SHIT

IWA LOVES CUDDLES AND ANYTHING RELXING. OR JUST PEACEFUL SHIT.

And back rubs, bubble baths, sitting outside on the porch watching the sunset.

He loves to do this with his S/O, just something calm and tranquil. Get a little spa set?

He'll melt on the spot, "Can we try it out now?" He would ask, with eagerness laced in his voice, no shame at all. A little pep in his step.

Waiting for him on the porch, a blanket spread across your lap. Dropping his bag on the steps, walking out. Picking you up and setting you on his lap as you both watched the sunset.

Draw a bath and add some bubbles, you'll turn around to undress maybe add some candles. Turns the next second, there he is, just full submerged. Nose and up is what is poking out from the bubbles.

Though he did add more before getting in, so now as the water is still running the bubbles are practically over his head.

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"Dominant Man gets used and abused"

RATED: M FOR MATURE

18+ CONTENT

Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

Characters: Toji Zenin, GNReader

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️: Degrading, bondage, blindfolds, SMUT, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE. 18+ CONTENT. Not proofread.

Author note: I love to see dominant men become the ones that get dominanted. Mainly if they are cocky as hell, and brag about how no one can flip the tables. And Toji is one of them.

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Toji Zenin.

A very dominant man, both in work and the bedroom. He hasnt come across many that have tried, to dominate him in the room, and the ones that have tried?

Failed, miserably. Themselves were tied to the bed, used and abused. Tapping out, begging him to stop, that if they came one more time they'd pass out. That at this point it was just over kill.

But did he care?

Hell no, his sadist side was loving it.

He felt prideful of it, and a little sorry for them. They tried and pathetically failed to overpower him.

Of all people, they tried to get HIM to BEG an be the puppet? That just wasn't in his blood.

Or, so he thought.

Though, he hadnt had anyone successfully dominant him. He did kind of want it, just deep down way way deep down. But he would never admit it.

Now though?

He was losing his mind, someone was finally able to dominate him. Tied to the headboard, his hands and ankles cuffed, a blindfold over his eyes. His dick hard, and panting like a bitch.

And he hated it.

"Listen sweet-oh myy gooddd," He started his threat before it was replaced with praise and moans.

Currently going down on him, you knew he was almost at the point of no return if you kept this up.

His moans where the only thing heard, as your head bobbed up and down, pulling the head out. "I didn't give you permission to make noise," You stated before connecting your lips with the little area between the top of his balls and bottom of his shaft.

"Fuck, please, jus... Stop the teasing and let me come," He was begging or on the verge of it. A smirk forming on your lips, pulling away a small cry escaping his lips.

"Are, are you starting to beg? Sweetheart." You teased a wicked grin on your face, if only he could see it in person, he could HEAR it when you spoke.

"No.. Listen little one, let me go, and your punishment wo-please sit down all the way," He started off with a threat, and yet again switched to begging. You were hovering over him, the tip almost in but just out enough for him to start rocking his hips and thrusting up.

Each thrust was met with a whine, as you kept directing your ass up and out of the way.

"If youre a good boy, I might just sit down all the way," You told him, a little note of taunting in your voice.

Taking a deep shakey breath in, Toji nodded, relaxing completely and finally after so long.

Admitting defeat, and allowing himself to be fully dominanted.

A devilish smirk crossed your face, as you slowly squat down on too his erect penis. Moan coming from his and your mouths, " Did I give you permission to make a sound?" You questioned, as you stopped your movements.

"Nno."

"Don't make a sound darling," You told him, sinking down all the way.

Giving yourself time to adjust to his size, savoring the feeling of him in you, before raising your hips, and placing your hands flat on his chest. One hand on either bicep, you began to ride him.

The only noise being sound of skin on skin, and moans.

"M.. May I.. I moan?"

Grabbing at his jaw, "You may, but make it count slut," You told him, and he made it count. The deep grunts and moans slipping past his lips, turned you on more, "Shit, fuck, You sound so pretty and pathetic. Do you like this? Do you like being used? Being tied up and restrained? Youre nothing but my puppet, my bottom bitch."

"I'm nothing but your bottom bitch!" He shouted loud enough for the neighbors to hear, loud enough for your liking.

"Aw, yes you are sweetheart, now tell me how much you love me, using you for my own enjoyment." And that's exactly what he did, told you how much he loved when you bounced on his dick, loved how you slapped him, hit him, bite him and called him names that he never even thought to use.

He was 100% under your spell, under your submission, and not in control.

It was 8 hours later when you decided that he was worn out and used enough to your delight.

"Where are you going?" He spoke, his eyes becoming heavy and his body aching. He hasn't felt this worn out after sex or a fight ever. Turning around at his voice, pulling your jeans up your thighs, and throwing on one of his shirts. "I'm going to go get us some treats. You were a good boy, so I'm rewarding you," You spoke with a teasing tone, looking at him fully now that you were dressed. A smile playing on your features, there he laid, hickeys covering his neck, bite marks decorating his chest and nail marks on his arms. His shoulders, (your favorite part of his body), was littered with teeth marks, hickeys and nail marks. His face was drowsy and his hair was matted to his forehead in the front, the back sticking up in all directions.

Lips swollen and eyes droopy, he nodded his head, a lazy smile gracing his normally stone features. "Be back soon, ya hear? Or you'll regret it."

A laugh soon followed by his statement, "We both know who the dominate one here is sweetheart." You teased before blowing him a kiss, that sent his face red.

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Naive and Gullible

The beginning.

Synopsis: Older siblings. Some are better then others, and others are much worse. But when your the younger sibling, looking up to your older brother/sister, in your own eyes. They do no wrong, they are amazing. Almost like a superhero. But sometimes, it takes something traumatic, or unaccepted to shatter your view of them. And that's what happens to the youngest Geto.

Warnings: Murder, Abuse, manipulation, derogatory words, blood, fighting, manga spoilers,

Characters: Geto suguru, Satoru Gojo, GN Reader, surprise guests.

Anime: jujutsu kaisen

AN: Hello, I started this cuz I had gotten bored and there aren't many Geto Suguru imagines or series. I wanted to make one about his he had a younger sibling, that had idolized them and till he finally snapped. I'm currently editing everything, but it's still eligible to read. This part will be more of the beginning, or the summary. The next part will be part 1, and the one I just finished part 2.

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED AND ENCOURAGED!

MASTER LIST

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Suguru Geto, the name most knew as the curse user. The second strongest sorcerer behind Satoru Gojo. The one that most knew, had a distaste for non sorcerers. But there was something others didn't know, not even his best friend/enemy.

He had a younger sibling, that idolized him. They wanted to walk like him, act like him, speak like him, dress like him, fight like him.

Just wanted to be HIM.

But they were one of the unfortunate few that didn't have any cursed energy or technique.

Though, the elders have never seen it happen before, and would call this act a trick. The youngest Geto was, for the better term, a late bloomer.

Most children came into there abilities around 5 or 6 years old. It was the typical time for them to start exhibiting cursed energy. And not know how to properly handle it.

Now imagine their own shock, and everyone elses when one day. Everything just clicks, for some it was a celebration. It held hopes for others born with nothing that one day, the same might happen for them.

But for the young Geto, it was the worst day of their life.

For them, their whole world comes crashing down on them. Their brother was a huge egotistical maniac, wannabe oligarchy, selfish punk. That was condescending to others that weren't jujutsu sorcerers, or couldn't do what HE and others were capable of doing.

The night that they hear about him killing a whole village because he finally had enough with the non sorcerers.

Who were they to try and say these children born with these gifts, were to be killed? Instead of just taking the children away from such a village.

He decided to kill the whole village, taking the children with him. And abandoning the one person, that would have stayed by his side.

The night the young Geto hears about all of this, about the children, and the village. About how their brother loathed the non-sorcerers.

They started to question everything about him.

Why was he like this towards others?

Did he think all non sorcerers, were the same?

Did he believe they were like the rest.

Did he hate them as well, just as much or maybe even more.

They ran out the house, the servants and their parents screaming for them to come back.

Tears streaming down their face, from the pain of their brother. And from the pain of the stitches being torn from their arm, they felt the familiar feeling of blood starting to trickle down.

Coming to a slow jog, resting their hands on the top of the thighs. Stopping completely, crouching down, weak sobs escaping their parted lips.

Slow steps were coming from in front of me, taking a glance up my bangs falling in front of my face.

My eyes landed on Satoru Gojo. Standing there, a frown on his face. Some cuts on his face from the fight that took place a couple days ago.

Satoru was told by Suguru himself, that he needed to watch out for his sibling. That if he ever saw them again, that he'd kill them.

"I can't stand them anymore, their smell makes me want to vomit. So watch out for them, if they come near me. It's off with that pretty head," Suguru sarcasticly spit out, turning his back on Satoru and the rest of the school.

And with tears in both of their eyes, the younger one tackles Gojo in a hug, sobbing. "ITS ALL L-LIES! H-HHE ISNT LIKE TAT RIGHT SATORU?" They sob out, choking back broken cries, as Satoru just pats their back.

"I'm sorry." Is all he can say, his eyes widening behind his glasses. When Suguru told him, his sibling didn't have any cursed energy.

He had been confused when seeing them that day, he had saw something. But it had quickly disappeared.

Now though?

It just started spilling out of the crying kid that is having a break down. Taking a step back in pure shock, he looks around quickly before taking his glasses off.

"Why ... Why did he do it? Doesn't he realize he is like a curse now? What makes him better then any of us? He took the lives of others, just like a curse would," they speak in a whisper, being carried back to their home.

If his assumptions were right, he has to find a way to help them. And make sure no one harms them, or takes advantage.

As he walked through the threshold on the home, servants being shooed away.

Unbeknownst to everyone, in the trees. Geto is crouching down, blood covering ever inch of him. As he starts to feel a pinch of regret for putting his wannabe mini me through everything. Shaking his head, picking up the two babies from the scrubs. Trying to figure out what to do with them.

"Poor little monkey, if only you were born, or rather never born."

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Staz liking Kdramas.

Little scenario popped in my head

Characters: Staz Blood

Anime: Blood Lad

Warnings: None?

AN: I love Staz and his brother... I wish there was a bigger fandom for this anime/manga.

Why do I have a feeling Staz Blood would love Kdramas.

Just imagine having him sit down, (after complaining that it isnt anime,) and start playing Boys Over Flowers, or Good Morning Call, or even Strong girl Bong Soong.

After awhile, he would be grumpy about it, but after the 5th episode and your going on now 5hours of watching this series that is at least (no joke) an hour long per episode with so much detail and cliffhangers.

That the second you suggest a break, he nearly bits your hand off when pausing the TV.

Now he loves Kdramas AND anime

Stays up late at night (even though he already does ) ( but it's worse now)

"Did you sleep?"

"No"

"Were you crying?"

"Started watching Hi Bye, Mama"

Ends up watching more then you do

Sure you watched them and got invested but

You had a job an another life

If someone interrupts him during a good/sad part of the drama?

Trying to get his area

No questions or anything

Killed instantly

You and the others nearly got taken out a few times as well

But in short

He loves the dramas.