Not Me Thinking About Alpha Sukuna At 10am On A Sunday, Lord.

Not me thinking about alpha sukuna at 10am on a Sunday, lord.

This Sunday I will be going on hiatus until October exams are over. I’ll still be loading my queue and posting here and there. But I won’t be interacting with yall in real time.

love yall and to all college babes, good luck on midterms!

-💚💛❤️

12 Inch Tongue

What is college really? Why are we alive? Why am I voluntarily stressing myself out? Bc, I am broke. Anyways this might be a new series, idk. If yall want me to continue it let me know.

As always it's Sukuna x Black!fem!OC. for all sukuna pieces I use the name Bunny, so If you see other sukuna fics on my blog, they are not connected unless otherwise stated.

Characters: Bunny (OC), Nobara, Megumi, Itadori. Sukuna is mentioned.

Rating: PG-13.

“Me and Nobora are gonna stop at this store real quick,” Bunny announced, brown hands already wrapped around her friend’s arm to separate the group of four into two. Nobara looked over at her friend in confusion, but Bunny refused to look her in the eyes. Rolling her light brown eyes, the sorcerer looked over to the other freshmen in her class.

“Yeah. You boys can go to the food court and gorge on chili cheese fries or whatever it is boys do.” Megumi and Itadori shared a long look between them before shrugging and walking away.

“Whatever.”

“Don’t take too long, guys.” And with that, the girls were left alone. Nobara wasted no time turning to her friend. Curiosity and impatience growing in her person. People passed by the duo in the mall, hiding them from view.

“What’s the deal?”

“I gotta...buy something-”

“Yes. We are at a mall. That’s what fiscally irresponsible college kids do.” Bunny shot her a look and waited for Nobara’s ruffled feathers to settle.

“It’s something personal, and I didn’t want the boys asking questions if I went alone so-”

“Wait, wait, wait…” the Japanese woman interrupted her one more time, gears in her head beginning to turn for an answer. Bunny looked away again, hope and fear clear as day in her eyes. Nobara didn’t have a quiet bone in her body. If she shouted out what Bunny thought she was thinking, not even her dark skin would save her from the embarrassment that would bloom on her face. “Are you saying you need to buy a dildo-”

“Shut up, Nobara! You don’t have to say it out loud.” Bunny grumbled, unable to meet her friend’s gaze. Her body temperature had peaked through the roof.

“Oh, stop spazzing! It’s not that big a deal. It’s practically essential in every woman’s life. Let’s go.” Nobara continued her rambling about how disappointing men could be and why toys should be given to women by the government. Bunny quietly walked by her friend’s side, too frazzled to offer much to the conversation. It’s not that she was embarrassed or ashamed of deriving pleasure from toys, this was just something Bunny would rather keep private with as few people in the know as possible. Something that would have been impossible if she ordered anything online and sent it to the dorms.

Jujitsu Tech University had strict rules for students living on campus. Outside of packages from family or generic stores, all deliveries were scanned for possible curses or suspicious items. The toy Bunny had in mine checked one of those boxes.

They arrived at the store after a quick stop at a smoothie stand. Nobara took the lead, guiding her friend through the aisles to the desired section.

“Should I ask how you know where they place items? Or how you knew what shop I was even thinking about?” Bunny teased lightly. She couldn’t see it but Nobara smirked without giving an answer. Together the girls perused the aisle, pointing at anything that piqued their interest.

“What happened to the shy girl act?”

“I wasn’t shy! This is just something I’d like to not be public information. The boys don’t need to know what gets me off. Especially Itadori…” Though she whispered the last part, Nobara choking on her beverage let Bunny know that it was heard regardless.

“You like Itadori?” Bunny pushed her curly mane back to let the air conditioning hit her neck. She let out a quiet ‘no’ to Nobara’s disappointment. Brown eyes sparkled and a brown hand skimmed the packaging of the toy in front of her. It was massive, bigger than the toys she had in her home country. The realistic veins running down the side of the toy sent shivers down her spine. It was a strong contender. “So why did you say Itadori, then.”

“Well… if Itadori knows then...so will uhm, Sukuna.” Gods, let the floor open up and swallow Bunny whole. She moved on from the realistic dildo that caught her attention to the novelty toys.

“Sukuna? Evil 1,000-year-old Sukuna? Biggest Curse on the planet Sukuna? The sukuna with-” Nobara stopped her bombardment of questions to process who exactly Bunny talking about. She followed her friend’s gaze to a bumpy pink vibrator. “Oh, you nasty bitch. The Sukuna with the 12 inch tongue?”

Bunny froze. She could feel her heartbeat all the way down to her toes. Gratefulness sprang from her to her past self for picking a hairstyle big enough to hide her from Nobara’s eyesight. Robotically, brown hands picked up the vibrator and the other item that liked earlier and stiffly walked to the register.

“Don’t pretend you didn’t hear me. I’m right aren’t I?” Her friend harassed her all the way to the front of the store where she paid for her items, paying no mind to the heckling. The pair left the store, a discreet bag in the hands of Bunny, to make their way back to the boys. “Okay I’ll stop. I’m not judging you! We like what we like, right?”

“You are so judging me. I can feel it. You have a very oppressive aura.” Bunny said.

“Okay, I am judging you,” Nobara grabbed the brown woman’s hand before she could let out a sound of victory. “But! I am also not judging you. Like, Do I get it? Hell no. But we all have weird kinks.”

Bunny felt oddly comforted by those words. She couldn’t think of anything to say back, so the girls walked in silence. They found the boys at the food court, their table filled with empty containers and trays. On Megumi’s side, he had organized his trash for easy disposal. The opposite could be said for Itadori.

Megumi looked at the girls and at the bag in his classmate’s hand as he stood up.

“Let’s go. We have a mission.”

Somehow me stressing and staying up late all week evolved into be becoming a bts stan. I now stan a total of 3 people/groups.

Beyoncé

Hozier

BTS with an emphasis on J-hope and RM

"Yeshh Sir."

It would be unloyal of me to not post fics for my first love: Kakashi Hatake. The finest ninja to ever exist. I was simping for this man before I knew what simping meant.

Edit: I reread this. Why do I like degradation and girls on top so much? Is this... self-projection??

This is also a reject piece from the naruto fanfiction I've been writing. Features my OC Asumi.

“I like hearing you called mommy, and you like being called mommy, but it's not a mommy kink we’re after,” he grunted and watch her mouth open wider and took the chance to let his saliva drop from his tongue to hers. “I think we want to make you a mommy."

“Wa, ah, wanna fuck a baby into me, Kashi? Then I’ll get to call you daddy” her muscles tensed as her climax came closer and closer. His hips never stopped and she new they wouldn’t until he had enough of her, until she was filled to the brim with his seed.

“Fuck, I should make you call me that now as practice. Come on your daddy’s cock, Sumi.” And she obeyed without delay. Her walls squeezed him so tight he had to fight to stay buried in her throbbing core. Tears fell down the side of her face into her hair and he wanted to see her sobbing.

Sumi felt the waves calm down just when Kakashi pressed his lips against hers for a sloppy kiss of exchanging spit and moans. His fingers found her clit while she was distracted and began rubbing it til she squealed as her third orgasm hit her. “Daddy,”

“That's right, baby. I'm Daddy. I’ll fuck you until you get pregnant. As soon as that brats born, I’ll fuck another into you. You’ll make a pretty housewife, the only thing I’ll look forward to while I’m on missions. I’ll come home to my pretty housewife who wants me to breed her sloppy pussy. You’ll give me all that, Sumi”

“Aaaa” She wanted to respond but the fingers in her mouth stopped her. Not that she could think of how to respond, with a brain turning into mush the longer he stimulated her. Asumi could feel her core tense up as something bigger was brewing inside her.

“Dumb little whore can’t talk? Probably don’t have anything smart to say anyway. Fuck!” Her cunt clamped down on his cock as she came again. He was nearing the end of his rope, but he wanted to do one last thing before he filled his lover with cum. Flipping them over, Kakashi cursed at the sight in his lap. His fingers continued to fill Asumi’s mouth while his other hand cupped her ass to get things started. “ Daddy’s so close, baby. I need you to ride me like a good girl.”

“Yeshh sir” at his nod, Asumi began bouncing on his lap with wild abandon. her tongue pushed his fingers out to allow her to speak. “Kashi, feel so good.”

“I know, Sumi. You feel so good riding my cock. You gonna cum for your daddy like a good whore?”

His wet fingers trailed down her neck as she babbled nonsense about how amazing she felt, his attention drawn to her heavy breasts bouncing in front of his face. Pinching one, he groaned as she stopped mid-sentence to squeeze his flesh once more. Her hips stalled as she came. He could feel her juices slide down his base to his tightening balls. He was close.

Before You Spacewalk

First off, minors. I know you are going to consume what you want, no matter if I discourage you from doing so. Instead, I ask all minors to not directly interact with me about anything rated R/NSFW

All fics will include an OC that is coded as black and fem. Headcanons are gender-neutral. Anyone can read, but that's my default unless otherwise stated

All pairing has an OC assigned to a character. (Ex: Bunny is the OC used for Sukuna fics) Even though the same OC is used, the fics are not connected unless otherwise stated.