Favourism~

Favourism~♥︎

Tonight x Reader

All characters are 18+!!

Toji was stressed. He may not look like it, but that stinky man with tits was absolutely, thoroughly stressed. And like any sane person would do, he goes to a strip club.

Somehow, neither his dick or brain found any peace. The music was booming and his eyes hurt from the lights. As much of a hit his ego got, he moved out of there, almost skulking at the fact that he was getting old. Old old.

His next destination was an old, quiet pub just a few meters away. Much calmer and if he was lucky some lost bimbo chick would be there.

When he gets in though he doesn't expect to see you, someone who looked too young to be surrounded by a bunch of old hags. With a smirk and intention in mind he makes his way to you, ready to play the hero.

□□□□

Since that night Toji found himself coming to you almost every other night.

"Look at me, doll. Tell me what a slut you are f'me.~♡ or is your pretty head too fucked up, hah?"

𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 was easy to answer.

You should've been ashamed, but in those moments all you could feel was Toji's cock kissing your cervix and making a mess out of your pussy.

There was a mix of slick and cum running down your thighs and hickeys adorning your breasts. All because of one wrong glance the man fucking rearranging your guts you from behind shot you.

His hips stutter as he cums for the uptenth time, before pulling out of your clenching pussy. You saw as white cum oozed out of yourself before a finger was shoved in your mouth.

"Suck." At least he had forgotten about the answer he asked earlier. You comply nonetheless and not long after he's impaling you on his cock once again.

Your pleas of mercy turn into a whine as he stops completely. He smirks before putting your legs over his shoulders and thrusting his cock inside you again with a snap of his hips.

A moan is all you can manage to get out before a harsh slap of his hand lands on your ass, bringing tears to your eyes.

"Oh, you cryin'? C'mon i thought you were better 'en that, doll."

A string of "no!"'s and " sorry!"'s leave your lips before his hips start moving again, seemingly satisfied.

☆✦☆✦☆✦☆✦☆✦☆✦☆✦☆✦☆✦☆✦☆✦☆

iamnotdeadyet owns this

Hate and Love

Pt.2

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

I hate Fushiguro. Always the stoic one, never saying more than a 'Really' or 'oh yeah?'. Never texting more than necessary, only letting you know he wasn't dead...yet. I hate Fushiguro, the guy who acts unbothered by your feather light touches over his pecs when you hug him from behind, pretending like he isnt all hard and leaking just because you pinched his nipple.

The audacity he has to shove you away, just so he doesnt cum in his pants!

I love Megumi. Megumi who doesn't hesitate to fall to his knees the second he processed what he did.

Megumi who rutted his dripping cock on your thigh, letting his precum smear on it. And all because you whispered some degrading but true words in his ear. The only thing keeping him anchored is the tight collar around his neck and your hand that tugged on his leash.

Megumi who lets out the sweetest of moans, the most pornographic whines as he's fucking you from behind like his life depends on it. And for him it does.

It doesn't matter if he's cumming more than he thought he could endure, it doesn't matter if his airways are kind of blocked by the way you hold his leash when he's fucking his seed deep inside you.

His balls slap so deliciously on your clit with every rough thrust that it has you squirting on him, milking him dry almost.Furrowed eyebrows and head thrown back with his tongue lolling out? That's a sight you could get used to. And when you ask him to fuck you into oblivion, of course he will. He's your lewd little boytoy after all.

I love Megumi.♥︎

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

☆♥︎☆♥︎☆♥︎☆♥︎☆♥︎☆

Pls don't be shy to submit an ask.

I'm open to writing anything for the moment so don't worry!!

ALSO if you really like one of the previous/older posts just tell me and i will create a specific bot for it on C.Ai / Chai.

☆♥︎

Imagine...

Human! Sukuna x Best Friend!Reader

As surprising as it may be, this HAS been in my mind for a lot of time. Like ...A LOT.

☆I think before being "The King of Curses" Sukuna was never a normal person in the first place. (iykyk)

☆For the sake of the story, he will be a bit more ...friendly.

Some hc :

✦Sukuna never trusted anyone with anything. It was a fact not a statement. That is unless the person was you.

✦He met you in his early teens and it didnt take long for you two to click.

✦The biggest problem you found he had is probably narcissism. He could talk about himself all day and not get tired at all.

✦Would flirt with you just to get you all hot and bothered and maybe sometimes gave himself a boner with his own words. Ironic right?

✦He has jerked off to you multiple time and he's shameless about it too. Probably admitted it out of nowhere.

"And that's-"

"I jerked off to you last night. At three a.m. I don't know why but I imagined you in missionary. Fuck, I'm getting clichè..."

"Sukuna what in the fu--"

✦You didn't talk to him for a few days after that so he came to "apologize" for his statement. It wasn't even an apology.

✦Probably threw rocks to your window to get you to get out and if you did, he would give you some type of food you like. If you do not he'll just give up.

☆After you managed to get over that confession of his, he got more...touchy.

☆Would try to get you to sit on his lap just to start something.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

°And when you did? It was a sealed deal.

°Immediately his hands went to spread your thighs and no matter how much you tried to protest he just didn't budge.

°Two of his fingers found your your clit before spreading your pussy lips and then back to your clit again. Circling it in slow, lazy motions until your slick covered the tips of your fingers and those sweet whimpers filled his ears.

°Then he snapped out of it.

° Pushing your panties out of the way, bringing your knees to your chest all the while your back is on his chest.

° There would probably be a mirror in front of you. Just so he could tease you about how wet you are. Or about how it's clenching around nothing.

°After pushing two of his fingers in, he curls them and let's you do the job, only giving your ass a slap when you stopped.

°He couldn't deny it if he wanted to, he was hard. Everytime you rubbed your ass on his clothed cock, everytime you begged for release, he could feel his cock throbbing and leaking pre.

°"How lewd you are.~ Fucking your needy little cunt on your best friend's fingers.~♥︎" He would whisper in your ear while trying not to cum on the spot.

°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°

iamnotdeadyet owns this

"The duality of man"

GETO SUGURU

*This post is from my C.ai character.

https://share.character.ai/Wv9R/hy7tzzyg

Back Home...

Husband!Satoru Gojo x Spouse!Reader

Cold. Cold. Cold.

That's all he could feel. Sat on a bench in the park close to Tokyo Jujutsu High, a school he once adored. Now it felt empty. No Nanami to bother, no Megumi or Nobara and Yuji had long taken a break from it all too. After all, he had to recover.

Gojo couldn't help but let out a sigh. Nothing was the same and he didn't like this change. He had lost so many people and he would lose another one if he didn't go home soon. So, with a still heavy heart he stands up from the wooden bench, legs weak as he walked away.

The small curses he would encounter during his way back then were almost invisible to him now. Cold alleyways, sleepless nights and a worn-out heart. That was his daily combo until now.

•••••••••°°°

One knock, two. The oak door of his house creaked open and a familiar face was seen through the crack. Finally. As soon as the door was open he falls into his arms, tired out. He was supposed to be strong, yes. But after losing almost everyone he knew, being put back together after being tore in two by Sukuna like a mere Kit-Kat, it mattered less then it ever would.

Soon his hands found your waist, holding you as close as humanly possible. You, his partner, could only cradle and reassure him while running your fingers through his surprisingly still-snow-white hair.

...

He did it.

Gojo Satoru was finally home.

°•°•°°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•

iamnotdeadyet owns this