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002 — 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ — 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : kento nanami x afab!reader

“Mphm c’mon,, we have t’go darlin’”

,,Your fiancé tried to say but if the rough fingers curling into the fabric of your dress was anything to go by, it wasn’t you who was making it difficult.

He’s all "sweetheart, we have to go, they're waiting" while actively hooking his fingers through the gabs of your dress to pull you in closer. Your reaction is seized by his lips on yours once more.

Tugging you impossibly closer, you were forced to straddle him on the small couch. Now you understood why he was so adamant on buying this particular set not so long ago - it’s so small in fact, that it was increasingly difficult to not brush any kind of limb when sat next to each other which always led to Kento pulling you closer - an invitation almost.

Which led to where you were now. Originally on your way to an event of sorts - one held yearly by the higher ups as a way to mingle and combine resources but, like every other time, you were held down by familiar rough hands curling in on the fabric of your dress and your breath stolen by a pair of lips - stopping any protests from escaping (not that there were many to start with).

And then he has the audacity to warn you again while his teeth graze over your lower lip, capturing it without quite biting down-

“Sweetheart, we’re goin’ to be late”

You should really be used to this by now, as Kento always found a way to wrap you both up in the heat of the moment when you're supposed to be somewhere. Five minutes ago you were all excited for this event - taking any chance to dress up all pretty but now, it’s currently the last thing on your mind, pushed to the back and long forgotten - like the straps of your dress slowly falling from the slope of your shoulders, too lost in the quiet whispers shared between you both to notice - let alone care.

- “oh my god it’s like watching your parents making out - oh wait no - that’s exactly what this is”

Quickly pulling up the straps of your dress, kento sat up with you still nestled on his lap.

Of course every good thing had to come to an end, and unfortunately they’re usually brought in the form of Gojo - Yuji not too far behind.

“Not in front of the kids Nanamin~ have you no shame?”

With his large hands wrapped around his student’s eyes, Gojo continued to - well, be the over dramatic Gojo he was - crying out the lack of innocence left in the world, all the while stood in the threshold of your doorway.

With the sorcerers protests blurring into the background your attention was quickly brought back by a small nip to your ear, your fiancé’s cheeky expression mirrored by your own.

“Told you they were waiting didn’t I ?”

I want to do thinkpiece on how much Against All Odds by Phil Collins is truly just the Gojo point of view of the KFC breakup but I just need time 😭

If Sukuna is in a good mood, I can totally see him call Uraume 'ice capades'. Like, they would ask Sukuna if they may speak up about their opinion on something, and he would be like: "Got something to say, ice capades?"

Need this to be canon, actually.

Listen, I watched jjk with original dub, I watched the eng dub but there's nothing hotter in this world than Tojis German voice 🔥🤌🏻😭 the fact that the voice fits his character to the point and makes my heart drops down to my pants everytime I hear it... I feel so sorry for everyone who didn't experience this and for all who can't understand german. It's soooo hot damn I need to watch it again...

Oh, and don't even let me begin with Sukunas german voice holy moly 🔥🤌🏻

Imagine there's a chance for fallen Jujutsu Sorcerers to decide to come back to life, but as a regular human without their powers. They get this whenever they help enough humans, and it's a one-time chance. They can live happily and not get attacked the rest of their life's by curses. Who do u think would take this chance? I think Satoru wouldn't without Suguru, but I believe Choso and Nanami would maybe use that chance. For Choso, it's because he would have the chance to be with Yuji and for Nanami to finally live in peace. But on the other hand, I strongly believe they both found peace in the end. Idk, this thought just crossed my mind ever since people came up with the conclusion for gojo to return when he gets rid of his six eyes, but as much as I want him to live... day by day, I feel more at ease knowing that he's back together with his bro... damn why did jjk get to me so much?! I hate and love gege for creating this whole universe, but I'll probably write my own version one day... Well, tbh I already started writing something, but I'll let time decide if I ever translate it from german to English and post it... 🙃

“I will eat you slowly.”

Summary: Toji loves you a little too much. Genre: Yandere Toji x reader, dark fic, dead dove do not eat?

cw: Smut, facesitting, choking, lowkey extreme toxic masochism, descriptions of gore, mutilation, and cannibalism

a/n: the parasites in me told me to do it 🙃

Toji Fushiguro is greedy. 

A man forced to fast will turn to gluttony at the first sight of a buffet. 

That’s exactly how Toji feels about you. 

You once jokingly called him a parasite. He wholeheartedly agrees.

It’s not enough for Toji to have your love, he needs to consume it. By that extension, he needs to consume you. 

He technically knows that you contain the same organs as most people. Heart, liver, intestines, the usual. However, yours have always seemed more delectable. 

He’s aware that gorging himself on you would lead to both of your demise. He can’t exactly replace you as easily as certain meals. 

However, that doesn’t stop his appetizing ideas. 

When he lays himself on your stomach, he resists the urge to sink his teeth into you. To feel your skin between his teeth, forcibly removing it from the muscles and tendons it kept safe. To lap on the blood that will pour out of you as he continues his assault. He wants to chew his way through those muscles until he reaches the delicate meat of your stomach. That is the real feast. 

Still, if there’s anything Toji learned from you it was compromise. 

Instead of getting the most savory experience by biting your fingers off, he’ll suck on them. However, the wedding ring he gave you, which adorns your hand when he acts on his impulses only intensifies this urge. 

He’ll playfully bite your wrist, as a joke. Something small you can laugh at as compared to the scream of horror that would bubble in your throat if he knawed and sucked at the marrow beneath your flesh as he wanted to. 

He loves to eat you out. Specifically, when you sit on his face. The feeling of your plush thighs occasionally squeezing the side of his head while he is overwhelmed by your scent, makes him dizzy. 

He wants more. He needs more 

He wants you to cave his skull in. To suffocate him so much that his neck breaks as he turns red from the lack of oxygen. If he can’t have that, he at least wants the imprint of your legs to leave dents in his head. When he walks around with you, he wants people to look at his disfigurement so they can know you caused it. 

People have always told him his scar is his most interesting feature, so why not have more? 

Additionally, Toji is fucking gross. 

Some masochistic part of him shivers when he’s put back in his place. When you beat down him like he’s scum. 

Old habits die hard. 

He wants you to slap him hard enough to leave red hand prints. When you’re riding him, he wants you to choke him. His breathless squeals of “harder, fuck…Harder” as his blood rushes to his face and his eyes force themselves shut worry you. He hopes that when he wakes up the next morning, he’ll still have the phantom feel of you strangling him. After long nights of being intimate with you, he wants his whole body black and blue. He needs you to mark him. To taint him so much that he can’t go anywhere without him and everyone else knowing that he’s yours. 

Friend: "Hey you read a lot right? Do you also read poems?"

Me: "...uh... sometimes, why...?"

Friend: "Cool! What sort of poetry do you read? Can you recommend some?"

The poetry I read:

'Kenjaku went up and down so Yuuji could go left and right.'

'Kenjaku gripped the sheets so Yuuji could be a beast on the streets.'

'Kenjaku took the white splash so Yuuji could hit the black flash.'

'Kenjaku tightened the hole so Yuuji could hit Mahito's soul.'

'Kenjaku rode so Yuuji could be the GOAT.'

'Kenjaku went to pound town so Yuuji could pound curses to the ground.'

'Kenjaku drained the pipe so Yuuji could hit left right goodnight.'

'Kenjaku bounced so Yuuji could pounce.'

'Kenjaku schemed and (s)creamed so Yuuji could jump his enemies.'

... ... ...

Friend: *expectant stare*

Me: "......"

"...you know 'Twinkle twinkle little star'?"