Hiii!!! How You Doing?

hiii!!! how you doing?

wanna ask for gojo satoru x pregnant reader

just wanna ask where reader is horny(ofc cuz of the pregnancy hormones) and ofc gojo comes to the rescue

ill let you finish the rest :)

ty btw!!!

WHAT DO YOU NEED, BABY?

HUSBAND! GOJO SATORU X WIFE! CHUBBY READER

content warnings ─── pregnant sex, overstimulation, creampies, chair sex, fluff, established relationship, breeding kink.

ᝰ synopsis .ᐟ your husband is more than willing to provide what you need.

"satoru?"

a small voice coming from the door made his head raise, letting out a hum to acknowledge his wife who was calling out from him.

"what is it, my wife?" the endearment and the title bringing pride in his chest. gojo could finally call you his wife. dreamt of it for months, he imagines you wearing a traditional kimono with patterns and colors swirling in the clothing and it's no longer an imagination. now you're standing in the doorway of the confines of his home. drinking the sight of you— his darling wife wearing a nightie. the clothing highlighting every curve and the chub of your body and the most prominent your swollen belly, pregnant with his child.

"can you help me?" timidly asking him while fiddling with your fingers, even at this stage of your relationship with him. you were still a little shy around him. taking a few steps to get to him and gojo greeted you with open arms and smile. pulling you in his lap and wraps his arm around your stomach. feeling the large bump and rubbing circles in the skin.

"what help do you need from your strongest and greatest husband?" you almost snorted at the praises he calls himself which is true but you need something, something to satiate the growing desire pooling between your legs. blame the pregnancy for this. nobody told you pregnancy comes with a libido that leaves you restless and desperate for your husband.

glossy eyes stares at his blue ones and gojo melts at the misty eyes of his wife and the air in his lungs knocking out when you muttered the next words.

"want you to fuck me, toru."

you requested and "o" shape forming in his lips before grinning. ready to serve his pretty wife. you're so fucking adorable when you ask him for pleasure and his large hands in your thighs riding up the nightie.

"you're so tight, baby..." he moans out gripping your plush waist while he drills his cock inside your sopping cunt. there's a cry and a moan ripping out from you when you can feel another orgasm building up in your stomach.

"s-slow down, 'toru." you cried out, too sensitive and overstimulated to have a another orgasm but he can't stop. enjoying your pregnancy throughout the trimester more than you. you were thankful from having a supportive and doting husband but he's unstoppable when it comes to this. you asked for it but when your heightened senses it feels too good.

the chair creaks from the ministrations but none of you paid mind from it. too occupied and drown in chasing your own pleasures. "no way i'll slow down, baby." he almost curses when you squeezed around him. choking his dick into your warm, velvety walls. "not when you're so good around me." he continued and when gojo satoru starts with his babbling it would be no end.

"doing so good for me, pretty baby. you like it when i stuff you with my cock? tell me, tell me how your husband makes you feel so good."

you can only nod, the tears streaming down your face while you sink in his thick and long cock. you come again around his length. a creamy, white ring can be seen around his cock but he still continued his inhumane thrusts to your fat pussy but still careful not to hurt you.

"'toru!" nails digging crescents into his pale skin and gojo welcomes it. the sensation of skin breaking and your sweaty skin pressed against him is enough to topple him into the edge.

his hips stuttering while he empties his load inside you. spurts and spurts of his hot cum warning your insides as he came. it overflows from your hole, leaking through the sides and gojo hisses. the wetness of your juices dripping in his muscular thighs, mixing with his cum.

gojo kisses you for doing amazing, tongue swirling the expanse of your mouth. whispering how beautiful you are for being a good baby mama for him. with your cum and his dripping and looking at your swollen belly. it won't be too long before you'll be giving birth and gojo can't wait to fill you up again.

gojo holds your plush body against his. peppering your shoulder with kisses and gojo murmurs into your skin.

"you're going to be the best mama, baby."

thinking about men who are strong, fearless and unyielding but is truly pathetic when you deny them of release.

they're huffing and puffing. their cheeks dusted in a heavy hue of red. strands of hair sticking in their foreheads. hips arching from the stimulation coming from your pretty hand wrapped around their aching length.

“please—”they moaned out, a sob coming out from their lips and you see the tears gathering at the corner of their eyes. looking at you so wide and blown with lust.

you're on top of them. you're in control and you love every minute of it. seeing your strong and hunk of man turning putty from your touch. deciding to tease them a little— uhhh no. you love the tears and you're wondering what kind of noises they'll make it if—

“nngh—ahhh!” panting at the sensation of their cock being squeezed. the slit in their red and angry tip leaks with pre-cum. they couldn't do anything but moan and pant. beg for your mercy to let them cum. holding the plushness of your waist. they didn't do anything else, only holding you like a lifeline and use them however you please. your big thighs flattening in the sides of their torso.

their rock hard abs is also perfect for you too. ride them until your satisfied. they watched you behind in their teary gaze. in awe at the way their chubby girlfriend rides them. so perfect and so in sync— could anything be this better?

”ahhhh—fuck!” they curses out. your hand moving upsidedown that leaves them moaning and hot. their heartbeat increasing and their breath getting shallow. your thumb pressed in the frenulum of their cock and fuck, fuck, fuck—they're so close. they're so close, their balls tightening and their cock sensitive ready to burst the first of their load at any moment, just a little more— and oh!

the first drops of tears came rolling at the corner of their eyes. their orgasm ruined when you stopped stroking their hardened length when they're so close.

“aww, you poor thing.” cooing at them with your syrupy sweet voice and they couldn't bring themselves to get frustrated at you. it only gets them hard and ready for more. "don't ya worry, i've got you. patience—pretty boy." nodding at you eagerly and hanging from your words coming out from your lips.

they're so fun to tease. always eager to please you. what's more of a sweet reward for your sweet, obedient boy to get their cock buried in your sopping wet, fat pussy and you did. lowering yourself where your glistening hole is spasming, meeting their insanely huge and thick cock.

their eyes rolls to the back of their head and their drool drips at the side of their mouth. tongue almost lolling out when you sink yourself in their length.

"“s too much for you pretty boy?”

and they shake their head. knowing they can take it and finally having the pleasure of your pussy wrapped around their cock and this time may you'll give the sweet release they deserve. maybe or maybe not. who knows?

𝐃𝐄𝐊𝐔, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐮, 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀, 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈, 𝐤𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐨 (𝐛𝐧𝐡𝐚) 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐥! 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚, 𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀, 𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀, 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎, 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚, 𝐀𝐒𝐀𝐇𝐈, 𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮, 𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐮, 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔 (𝐡𝐪), 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈, 𝐫𝐞𝐨, 𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐧, 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐈, 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈, 𝐫𝐢𝐧, 𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 (𝐛𝐥𝐥𝐤), 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐫𝐚 (𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞), 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈, 𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨, 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 (𝐣𝐣𝐤), 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 (𝐜𝐬𝐦), 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮, 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀, 𝐧𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐨 (𝐭𝐫)

ADDICTION

|| the second entry for the series “𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐖𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄”

content warnings ─── bonten! sanzu, murder, talks about torture, noncon, implied kidnapping, drugs , dark themes, yandere themes

ᝰ synopsis.ᐟ when colored pills doesn't give him the high he needed, sanzu finds a new addiction, it's better than ecstasies.

the gunshot seem to frighten you. i apologize for that. in line of my "business" it is my job to keep the empire mikey had built to flourish. these traitors are not the worth of the name bonten and those who are without use should perish.

it's also to serve a warning to you. never run away from me.

i have no intention of harming you, let alone scare you. it's only a reminder that you can never escape from me, even you run to the ends of the world, i will follow you.

shed the blood of those who dares to look at you. serve their head in a platter. cut every finger who dares to lay their hands on you. rip their limbs apart one by one and not even death could escape their fate from my hands.

why are you crying? you don't like that? silly girl. it's a punishment for them who can't understand that you belong to me. what? can you repeat that? you don't want me nor anything of this?

you got no choice. you've bewitched me. got me high of my feelings that i didn't know i was capable of doing so. you've made me addicted to the sensation of your skin in mine. your voice like bells in my ears. no drugs could make me feel like the way you do.

you're the most potent drug that i could take. intoxicating me with your light that flows in my veins and gives me euphoria reaching in my brain. you're the medicine in my pain.

sometimes you're also the cause of the aches in my body. you never really learn do you? what got you shaking? the body drops as i pull the trigger on his head. blood pooling at those empty head of this incompetent fool to never let you out of sight when i'm dealing with mikey.

this is a warning. don't test me. although, i vowed myself to never harm you—you need to be taught a lesson. nobody messes with me, no one.

ssh. don't cry. this is all your fault. you're going to take whatever i give to you. fuck! i might lose control of myself whenever those tiny whimpers leave your mouth as i pressed my lips to your heated skin. be a good girl. all i want for you is to submit to me.

tears won't work on me darling, i've seen plenty of it. from the men who for me to spare their useless lives with a gun in my hand. it would be no different to you. you're mine to begin with. i own you.

a blissful sigh escaping from my lips as i inhale your scent. such beautiful hair you have. such bounty you have for yourself and it's mine to exploit.

the straps of your nightgown falling down to your round shoulders the more my lips move to feel of your skin. this would be your life with me as i clothe you with the most luxurious clothes i can provide for you. money ain't a problem for me. i have lots of them.

your body trembles as i touch you. i won't harm you, i told you. think of this as a lesson while you think of escaping me again. there's no escape in my grasps. as much i hate to force you, this is your punishment for making me angry. if you weren't my precious little things—i would have killed you.

we won't like that don't we? stay still. it would be easy for me to take you or else it would hurt. never been a problem for me to put down people like you.

that's it. you weren't that stubborn when i'm putting you in your place. that's right. the sight of you sinking in the sheets with your hands gripping the sheet while you brace yourself for me to take you. your plump ass raised to serve me.

eyes rolling as i sink to your warm pussy. engulfing me in such warmth that got me hooked, wishing forever to be inside you and now we are as one. connected to fulfill our desires and to feed my addiction.

i hope you learned your lesson with this one or else i'll be doing it until it get through your thick skin. i won't get tired of it nor will i ever stop.

this is what addiction to you feels like. a neverending rush of euphoria.

they're old but not that old. what is it when they're only a few years older than you but they still feel the years creeping up on them. they don't worry about that though when there's a soft, plump, young girl taking their cock like a champ.

"what's this?" he mused to himself while he watches you desperately matches the thrust of his hips. "can't get enough of this old man's cock? you're a young, pretty little thing but look at you..." chuckling to himself when you're pleading for him to bring you release. your sweet cunt clenching to him. "atta girl, impatient girls like you don't get to cum."

they like the tears gathering in your lashes when they deny you of release. it only spurs them more as you take their thick cock into your wet pussy.

"please...—make me cum" there's a hiccup followed by a sob as the tears starts to roll into your cheeks. rolling your hips to feel the veins in his cock to your spasming wall. desperate and confused why they won't let you cum. how could you understand what they're saying when your attention is how their cock stretched inside you and their bulbous tip is hitting your sensitive spot making you gush over their length.

“daddy, please” whining and begging to grant you of pleasure. “i'm a good girl, aren't i daddy? please make me cum. give me your babies”

that made their cock throb even more. twitches at how you beg to stuff you full of their cum. shit. they won't last long while you're so adorable in pleading.

“of course, baby. you're a good girl.” they praises you. holding your round cheeks in their huge palm while speeding up their thrusts. your body involuntarily jiggling and leaves you drooling in the corners of your mouth. too dumb and cock drunk to think anything than their cocks filling you up.

with a bruising kiss in your lips and a violent jerk of their hips. hot and creamy spurts of their cum fills you to the brim. painting your insides white and you're seeing white from the euphoria that you were given off. thick thighs trembling while their cum drips and runs to your inner thighs.

“geez, such a needy whore. i guess you need more of this cock, huh?”

“yes, daddy.”

TOJI, KISHIBE, ROMERO, KEISHIN, AIZAWA

omg I'm so sorry im the anon who requested crybaby!reader

I'm sorry I forgot to add the characters 😭

I'd like to see itadori and gojo with crybaby! reader ☺

again I'm sorry 😅

SSSH, DON'T CRY

ft. gojo satoru, itadori yuuji

content warnings ─── fluff, smut, dacryphilia, fellatio, teasing, rushed and shitty writing, short.

ᝰ synopsis .ᐟ they always unintentionally made you cry

ITADORI YUUJI

itadori is no stranger to your tears. droplets of water streaming down to your cheeks while you cry in the smallest things. be it in when a character dies in a movie or the simple things. he likes it. the tears are the proof of your vulnerability to him and it shows you trust him.

that's why he's wiping the tears streaming down your face while his cock stretches you. “-s big, so big...” you always whine out to him while your fists are curled in his shirt. legs spread to accommodate him better and bring you pleasure. it's always a wonder him you still looking so pretty for him while he's currently stretching you.

“doing so good for me, baby.” he moans, drool dripping and drops into your chest. he can feel your walls spasming around him and the more he bottoms out in you, more tears appears in your lashes and fuck, he did find it so endearing. he knows you're not in pain and it's how you respond to him while he sinks into you.

there's a sniffle, followed by a hiccup. “yuuji...” glossy eyes staring right back at him and be knows it when you call his name like that. syrupy sweet like honey dripping on toast. the pink-haired boy groans when he fully sheathed himself inside of you before his hips starts ramming inside you.

that earned him more tears and your nails digging in his arms. your stained cheeks and your tongue almost lolling out with your body jiggling at the impact of his thrusts. he could give you more than this and just be your pretty self with your tears.

he's not done with spoiling you.

GOJO SATORU

“you cryin'?”

it never gets old despite how many times he said it to you. he always says it when he can see the first tears gathering at the corners of your eyes when something frustrates you, when things doesn't get on your way or the simple things.

and he repeats it all over again.

struggling to take his full length inside your mouth. you try but he's too big but he's there to guide you. holding out your hair while you take his cock into your mouth.

“doing well, pretty girl.” cooing at you and you nod, the spit connecting to your lips and to his cock. red and angry. waiting to be warmed up but your mouth. taking him one more and you obediently bobs your head. engulfing his hardened dick and gojo curses out.

while his hand hold your head while he ruts himself to your mouth. groaning and the sight of your tears freely falling and streaming in your cheeks gets him going while you take him a like his own personal fleshlight.

and when he came, his hot, white cum coating the insides of your mouth. filling up you to the brim which you gladly swallowed, choking up a little bit and gojo praises you for being a good girl. wiping the tears in your cheeks.

you can cry all you want when he's rewarding your for being a good girl. he'll give you a reason to cry more.

How do you think the itoshi brothers would know that chubby reader is the girl they want to be with for the rest of their lives?

WANT TO BE YOURS, FOREVER

ft. itoshi brothers

content warnings ─── fluff, angst, pining, hints of proposing, marriage.

ᝰ synopsis .ᐟ they just want to spend their whole life with you.

ITOSHI SAE

it didn't come with complete honesty.

sae was in denial.

how could he spend his whole life with someone like you when he's incomplete. broken. a puppet to his own ambition with the invisible strings dangling above him. he couldn't count how many he hurt you with his own selfish ambition. fleeting promises with words of affirmation that it'll happen but it never did. sure you couldn't stay with someone like him. you're fed up with his attitude and he just waited for you to crumble. crack the words what you really want to say to him.

from the countless nights of arguments where it left unsolved, tearstained pillows who witness your pain and waking up in the morning you decided you hated his guts. no apologies and going up to start his routine and back to playing football. he tried to make it up to you. ordering your favorite takeout meal and he says nothing.

the lack of communication. where feelings can't be conveyed by staring at each other's sleeping faces.

sae wasn't built for relationships. he can't even create one for his younger brother, let alone with you and he knows it.

he just waited for you and it never comes. he still came home with food on his plate, a warm bath and you on the couch, asleep. waiting for him to come home, making time to spend with him and he seems heartless in comparison.

then in one time where you're both far away from each other. where the day never meets the night, it never does. in the other side of the planet, a sleepy call he received one night. there's a sniffle and the sound of your voice.

“i miss you, sae. goodnight and take care of yourself.”

a brief moment of peace and then you hung up. she will never miss you, a problematic asshole like yourself. sae had told himself and the call tells him otherwise. you missed him so bad just like he is and then, something warm blooms in his chest. like a matchstick igniting fire inside him. it wasn't hot, burning hot, no, it wasn't. it's like a soft glow of fire in a candle.

in that moment, where he laid in his bed that night all alone. he thinks of you. from the days where you stayed for him where he was nothing but a prick. a thorn in your side that you kept grasping no matter how it pricked and made your fingers bleed. you decided to stick with him.

love hurts.

he only realized it just now. you were hurting from just loving and accepting him for who he was. embracing his flaws and his faults for not being the best partner for you. you still accept him with open arms. you were his and he was yours. that may be enough to convince himself that you are still his and he hope he could still make it up to you.

show him the smile you always give to him. the warm hugs in his bad days and your voice soothing the damage inside him and he hopes he can still make it up to you.

luggage left in the doorstep, he finds you in the living room of your shared apartment. laying down and when you see him standing.

“welcome home, sae.”

he didn't say anything and oh, how he missed that hearing coming from your lips. he's home now and without a beat, he lays down beside you. turning into side before engulfing you in his arms in which you returned. inhaling his scent which you've missed for months.

“i love you.” he mutters, his ears turning red. he wasn't used to saying it. it's feels like the first time he said it to you and you almost cried but you only tighten your hold around him. burying your face in his chest and sae holds the back of your head.

you didn't need to say it back. sae knows how infinite your love is for him. the sacrifices and the understanding you made for him and girl like you is worth more than anything and he's not letting you go.

you both stayed at each other's embrace. sae decided to bask in the warmth of your soft, plush body. deciding to stay in that position for awhile and right now, he can only think of one thing. making it official. spend the rest of his days with you and hopefully you would accept.

in his pocket, a velvet box is tucked inside.

ITOSHI RIN

until he isn't the number one, there's no point in settling with someone. you would be a distraction, a hindrance to his dreams. he didn't need nobody in his life to achieve his goal in becoming number one. he just needed himself and that would be ever be.

and yet, he have you. rin didn't know either why you would settle someone for like him. sure, rin is aware he have the looks, he's popular to boot and that make everyone wants him but not you, you see past of it and see him. the rin itoshi who is the best at football, loves horror movies, who isn't good at calligraphy (he tries to be) and likes owls.

when he says he don't need anyone, he's lying. he needed you. he came from denying you to he needed you. you're the one who understands him. accepts him for he was. that he was flawed. he's rude at times. he's blunt and unfriendly and he's also someone who is capable of loving someone, you.

there are times when he gets frustrated at things. he still got this unsolved issues with his brother. blames himself for lacking something, that he would be always the shadow to his brother but you proved him nonetheless. he's his own person.

with your arms wrapped around his shoulders while you whisper the things he doesn't know he needed.

“it's not your fault, rin. sometimes we fall short on things we can't control. you're the best at things rin and give yourself some credit. like you're the only one who can pull off that anyone isn't capable of. only you could that and i, i'll always believe in you.”

he thinks, he'll crumble at that moment and he knew you're the right person for him. the one he'll spend his life for the rest of his life. you were nothing but being the best for him. the one that could surpass what really love means to him.

you were the breath of fresh air for him in anything. he's sunlight in his cold, dark days and the one who will love him, no matter how shitty he was and that's enough for him.

and with that moment, it's the first time he ever look at someone with adoration in his eyes. he could feel his heartbeat thumping like taps of fingers in a wooden table and he feels at ease.

he's rin itoshi and he wants to spend the rest of his life with you.