YES.

YUMYUMYUM

18+ smut ehe. everything's consensual. not proofread.

im sure its well known that choso kamo looks intimidating, menacing — terrifying even.

nobody looks at him wrong, scared that one breath his way will send them to an early grave. its just instict to the public to not to mess with him.

and yet, you couldnt disagree more.

you never truly understood why everyone was so afraid of him. were people really judging how he looks at first glance? the nerve!

no, you knew him as the sweetest man in the world. you thought he was so cute, waiting for you outside your office with a bouquet of your favorite flowers and takeout for your dinner like the bundle of joy he was.

he hid himself underneath that scarf you got him. whether you made it yourself or bought it for him, he almost never took it off, especially when the colder seasons drew nearer.

and when youre with him, all those nasty icky people never comes close. its perfect, really. you sometimes use it to your advantage whenever you dont want to be bothered by anyone.

your friends even jokingly congratulated you for the free scary dog privilege. awesome!

everyone thinks you two are so unbelievably cute, such polar opposites! your tall, dark and intimidating boyfriend smiles when you hold his big, pale, scarred hand in your smaller, more fragile-looking one.

obviously, he's gotta be so gentle and sweet to you in bed, accommodate his length into your unbelievably tight cunt. its practically an unspoken rule of morality, right?

they could have never been more wrong.

nobody knows the way you ruthlessly roll and bounce your hips against him, engulfing his thick cock into the warmth of you clenching walls while you swallow all his whines and cries with a shove of your tongue while you plummet him into the grasps of utter overstimulation.

hes trying so hard to get out of his cuffs, tugging and squirming, wanting to just touch you because — well, how could he not?

all choso wants to do is please you. he'll gladly get down on his knees and eat you out until the morning rises or you pass out, so why dont you let him? he's your good boy isn't he?

youre such a tease about it too.

tie him up, press a bullet vibrator against his cock on any setting. his swollen tip leaking everywhere, leaving his balls and thighs all drenched from how long youve edged him with a pretty pink bow tied on his hard dick with nothing to do but buck his hips and pretend that he's getting the friction that he so desperately needs. he cant.

he's crying, pleading for you to just let him cum. big fat tears roll down his cheeks as he rambles about how good he was to you. you have this man absolutely whipped, quite literally wrapped around your finger.

but it's all so worth it for both of you, cause when he finally cums under your command, he just feels so good. his toes curl and his back arches so prettily, but his face contorting into one of pure unadulterated pleasure has got to be one of the best sights to ever grace your eyes while your ears are blessed with the most heavenly sounds of choked moans and sobs mixed with thank yous said in a chant.

so you find it quite amusing that everyone is so heavily convinced that choso could bend you in half whenever he wants, knowing there's a whole folder of pictures and videos you took of him in every position you bent him into in your phone.

he has that killer glare that does not hold up the very moment you two are alone — but fret not, he will absolutely kill for you.

in the end, that's just his unwavering love for you. you make him feel entirely human — that it's completely okay to be vulnerable and seen as a faithful and loving companion. you adore each other, and that's all he needs.

When they see you in a crop top or bikini for the first time and you have washboard abs! (Crack, smut if you want) fem!reader

GUYS. We need more stuff about Naoya Zenin right NEOW! Like I get he’s a misogynistic prick but…BRAT TAMING??!! Like not pegging him…but like, just riding and edging him till bro is sobbing?🤭😍

THE AUDIO IS A MUST!

Choso smut + N$FW audio

• minors do not interact! 

──── Choso was feeling so strange about receiving a blowjob for the first time in his life.

And even though it was a new sensation for him, it was surprising. Choso had restless hands, unsure where to put them, his tongue came out of his mouth, wetting his dry thin lips. Choso's cock felt heavy on your tongue, spreading the drops of pre-cum that gathered above the slit, his skin was hot, essentially burning at your touch. He let out a short moan as he felt your wet silky tongue moving slightly under the head of his penis. You used your hands to anchor yourself, your nails leaving crescent moons on the surface of his thick muscular thighs as you gripped him.

On impulse, Choso entered your flexible mouth with more force, the sudden act causing you to gag, which immediately made Choso concerned when he noticed.

But you were quick to reassure him, smiling wickedly at him while still holding him in your mouth. You then moved your fingers down to his heavy balls, caressing them firmly, eliciting a sudden moan from Choso.

"So you're the type who enjoys choking games, Cho? What a dirty boy you're proving to be, huh?" You tease, smiling even wider when you notice him shrinking back shyly. You resume sucking him, this time faster and squeezing him harder.

"N-no, I didn't mean to do t-that, shit, please, slower" He tries to explain as he struggles not to reach his limit yet. The uncomfortable sensation from the beginning was barely present now as pleasure took over.

"Ah, baby, it's okay. You can fuck my throat if you want" Your voice, sounding so velvety while saying such promiscuous things, left Choso mesmerized.

He murmurs softly and you feel the blockage in your throat open up as Choso's cock reaches deeper, but this time slowly. Your mouth gradually closes around Choso's penis, getting tighter for him with each second as he settles shakily into you.

And Choso settled into your little mouth, moaning louder as he felt your throat around him, pushing himself into you until your nose bumped against his pelvis. His head tilted back and eyes tightly shut, his shoulders rising and falling erratically as he frantically tried to control his breathing.

"A-ah, that's it, so deep" Choso says hoarsely, now allowing himself to stroke your hair. You murmured in acknowledgment, running your nails along his thighs, sending shivers down his skin. Choso's breath caught when your throat vibrated around him, causing you to shift position as your pussy became uncomfortably wet, craving touch.

Choso's grip on your hair tightened, now using it to guide your head down rather than having to push into you. His brows furrowed, lips parting in a soft moan as he guided your mouth up and down along his shaft. Your tongue tracing the veins that slightly protruded on his skin, the salty taste of pre-cum coating your mouth entirely. Drool accumulated at the back of your throat and dribbled from the corners of your mouth each time Choso entered or withdrew. You sucked the saliva and pre-cum that flooded your mouth, causing him to feel your throat tighten around his cock every time you swallowed.

"I knew you liked this, you pervert " You tease again, amused and breathless, while Choso, in turn, has his lips curling into a small satisfied smile as he drifts further into his own pleasure.

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Finally, Choso's version!! (I think this needs to be turned up a bit more to be heard better)

Which one do you suggest should be next?

Your interaction is very important to me, reblogs and comments are always welcome 🫶🏻💕

IDEAS

When you do a double take at a hot guy you guys walk past on the street! Ideally fem!reader, Crack/fluff/smut

WHEN you subconciously manhandle them during average tasks. (Crack)

(E.g. while working in the kitchen, you walk past him and casually place hand on his torso as you gently move him away, unintentionally putting to much force.)

(🫶🏻E.g. when in a bear hug, you casually lift them off their feet as you squeeze them tight)

YES STRONG MEN WHIMPERING🥴😌

✩ content. 18+, subby! sukuna x fem! reader, hand-job.

sukuna who’s not used to being submissive.

he's supposed to be the one in control, the one who towers over everyone else. but here he is, the king of curses, sprawled out beneath you, his hands gripping the sheets as he tries to hold himself together. it's humiliating the way his body reacts to you, trembling under your touch, the way his lips part as soft, broken sounds slip out. he could stop you. he could pin you down and take control in an instant. but he doesn't. instead, he lets you lead, lets you ruin him, lets you see him like this.

he's shaking, his muscles tight as your lips trail down his chest. you're slow, taking your time as you kiss along the sharp ink etched into his skin. sukuna's breath stutters when you linger a little longer, brushing your tongue against the lines of a tattoo, and his head tips back against the pillow.

you can feel the tension in him. every time you touch him, his hips twitch and his fingers flex against the sheets, like he's holding back from grabbing you. it only makes you want to push him further.

when you reach the mouth on his stomach, it twitches. its teeth part slightly, a low groan rumbling from his lips, and sukuna curses under his breath as his hips jerk.

"fuck," he mutters, his voice hoarse. his hands clench tighter at his sides, like he doesn't trust himself to touch you.

you press your lips to the second mouth, letting your tongue skim its edge. sukuna's whole body jolts, a sharp gasp ripping from his throat. "stop teasing," he chokes out, but there's no weight behind the words.

"you're so sensitive," you say softly, brushing your lips over the edge of the second mouth again before kissing your way back up his body.

when you kiss him, his lips tremble against yours. they're soft, warm, and you feel the faintest whimper slip out when your tongue slides into his mouth. his hands finally come up to grab your hips. the grip is shaky, like he's grounding himself, and you smile into the kiss, knowing how much he's falling apart.

you pull back, just enough to look at him. his eyes are heavy-lidded, his chest heaving, and his lips are parted as though he wants to say something but can't get the words out. "you're so pretty like this," you murmur, brushing your fingers along his jaw.

his breath hitches, a faint flush creeping up his neck. "you're cruel," he mutters, voice raw and breaking.

"you love it," you whisper, your hand sliding lower.

he shudders when your fingers wrap around him, a strangled moan spilling from his lips as you stroke him slowly. he's hard, so sensitive it makes his hips twitch with every movement. his head falls back, his mouth opening as another broken gasp escapes him.

"fuck," he groans, the sound thick and desperate.

you tighten your grip, your thumb brushing over the tip, spreading the wetness already there. his hips stutter, chasing your touch, his breath catching with every stroke.

"please," he chokes out, and it sends heat pooling in your stomach. hearing sukuna beg like this feels unreal, but the way his body trembles under your hand is enough proof.

you move faster, stroking him with just enough pressure to push him over the edge. his hands cling to your waist, his fingers tightening as his moans grow louder and messier. his whole body tenses, and then he's falling apart, hips jerking up as he comes undone. a wrecked moan tears from his throat, his head tipping back as his chest heaves.

you don't stop, stroking him gently as he rides out the last tremors, his breath shaky and uneven. his hands loosen their grip, falling back to the sheets as his body sinks into the mattress. you press a soft kiss to his jaw, your hand brushing over his chest, and when his eyes flutter open, he looks wrecked. 

crimson eyes dark and hazy, his flushed skin matches the faint pink of his hair, damp from how hard you've pushed him. there's something raw in his gaze, something so vulnerable, and he looks at you like you've taken everything from him and he'd let you do it again.

an. i miss posting frequently but unfortunately posts are going to be slow because i started uni again and it’s hella stressful + i’m working too. i’ll definitely try my best to do two posts a week but it’ll most likely once a week or once every two weeks </3.

Just thinking about the JJK men being jealous.

Toji would never admit it, but the way his muscles tense, standing out further by the way he intentionally crosses his arms over his chest, causing them to bulge while looking at the poor guy you’re talking too in the eye.

Satoru would just walk over and place his chin on your head, arms wrapping around your torso as he pouts, not giving a rats ASS about the looks he’s getting from the nearby pedestrians, and the barista you’re talking too, his eyes glancing up to meet the glare of the blue eyed bat while he warns you your coffee is hot and scurries off to help the other customers.

Sukuna would obliterate him no questions asked. “Hi, what would you like to drink today?” *slash.

Nanami would walk over politely, but you don’t miss the way his already immaculate posture straightens up impossibly, his hand moves to straighten down his jacket, flashing the Rolex, and his jaw clenches momentarily. A handshake offered to the man, once he’s introduced himself ever so politely, formally, but the force used on that poor man’s hand is evident through the way it bends within Nanamis hold, the man’s features crumpling slightly in pain.

THIS is the strong women we need in fics,

Kindly requesting mma fighter!gf x blue lock boys 🙏

I’ve been hyperfixating on the idea for a hot minute and would like to know your take on these 🤭 As for characters, could you have Isagi, Bachira, Sae, Shido, Reo, Kaiser and Barou? (As well as any other characters you’d like to add) Thank you ☺️

“𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐭”

a/n: this is giving “my girlfriend could kill me (and i’d let her)”

ft. itoshi sae, itoshi rin, isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, shidou ryusei, mikage reo, kaiser michael, barou shoei

itoshi sae

deadpan “wtf” when he first sees you break a guy’s nose clean in a sparring match. 

not scared of you… just extremely respectful of you. 

“remind me to never piss you off.” 

secretly enjoys watching your training vids. they're always playing in the background while he studies game footage or stretches. he says it's for "noise." 

loves that you can protect yourself. he doesn't worry when you're out late because who would even try you? 

your bruised knuckles get the gentlest kisses. he's silent about it, but you catch the softness in his eyes every time. 

itoshi rin

"your form’s off. tilt your elbow when you throw." 

yes. rin critiques your fighting technique. 

trains with you for fun, but it turns serious fast. you both end up full-sparring, and the neighbors call the cops because it sounds like a crime scene. 

lowkey turns into your water boy during competitions. towel ready, water open, dead silent but there for everything. 

he doesn't like people staring at you in your fight gear, but he'd never say that. instead, he’ll just glare until they combust. 

jealous when you get press attention – “they should be watching me, not her.” (he’s just petty + he loves you.) 

isagi yoichi

your biggest fan. like. front row, wearing a shirt with your name on it. 

he gasps when you throw punches like a mom watching her kid in a karate tournament. 

“wait wait wait was that a spinning elbow??? baby that was SICK!!!” 

always tries to “train” with you and ends up flat on his back every time. 

absolutely posts clips of you on his insta stories with heart emojis. 

when fans flirt with him, he literally goes, “my girlfriend would kick your ass in two seconds.” 

bachira meguru

he thinks it’s the hottest thing ever. 

challenges you to play-wrestling. ends up in a headlock giggling like a maniac. 

asks you to teach him cool moves just so he can show off in public and say “my girlfriend taught me that!” 

gets way too into your pre-fight rituals. “do you want me to braid your hair? can i scream like a hype man before you go in?” 

draws little doodles of you mid-kick. has a sticker of you on his phone case. 

actually becomes a little possessive when other fighters flirt with you. all smiley until he says, “she’ll break your nose if you try that again.” 

shidou ryusei

it’s a match made in hell. chaos x chaos. 

you two flirt by trying to knock each other out. 

sparring is just foreplay, honestly. 

“babe you broke my rib that was so hot.” 

starts fights in public just so you can jump in and “save” him. 

he’s obsessed with your strength. like, genuinely obsessed. will brag about you to strangers like “my girlfriend could kill you with her pinky.” 

also not-so-secretly into the idea of you pinning him. yeah… 

mikage reo

shocked at first. like, his elegant, stunning girlfriend… punches people for a living? 

gets over it fast and becomes the most extra supporter of all time. 

hires a videographer to make hype montages of your fights. 

“you need better sponsorships. i’ll call my manager.” 

wears suits to your matches like he’s at fashion week. 

deadass once tries to bribe your opponents to forfeit so you won’t get hurt. you banned him from doing that again. 

gets really flustered when you pin him against the wall. “d-don’t use your pro moves on me, babe… please…” 

kaiser michael

he acts cocky until he sees you knock someone out in 30 seconds. 

“... okay that was kind of sexy.” 

makes it his life mission to look cooler than you in public. spoiler: he fails. 

“you’re lucky i like strong women.” while actively looking like a golden retriever when you punch the heavy bag. 

kisses your bruises like it’s romantic. it kinda is. 

super competitive during sparring. refuses to go easy even when you dominate him. 

also: “imagine our kids. they'd be gods.” 

barou shoei

does NOT know how to process you at first. 

like. you fight?? professionally?? 

refuses to admit he’s impressed. instead he says “your guard’s sloppy.” 

you beat him in arm wrestling and he sulks for a week. 

but deep down? he’s proud as hell. watches all your matches. complains when they don’t show your good side. 

sometimes trains with you, but it always turns into a competition. 

super protective even though you clearly don’t need it. “don’t talk to her. she can handle herself, but i’ll break your jaw too.” 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

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