Not To Be A Total Slut But I Would Love To Be Toji Fushiguro's Housewife. Love To Just Stay At Home And

it’s misa amane’s world and we just live in it

Doggy with Gojo

tonight m thinking abt mitsuya n his raging breeding kink

mitsuya’s always been a family man, you’ve known that since day one— he’d constantly tell you about his fuzzy lil dream of you two together with 3 mini mitsuyas running around, two sons and one daughter. and it was cute ... cute how his eyes would light up— all big n bright as he droned on and on about this desire of his. cute how he’d rub little circles on your tummy while whispering so smoothly into your ears, kisses connecting to the lobes of them.

but in bed .. god in bed, he’s an animal. pumping your abused little cunt full of his cum over and over till you physically can’t handle anymore. till you’re leaking, drooling his seed all over.

“drain me, baby, know you can do it. know this pretty little pussy can take it” he huffs, thumb on your puffy clit, “you can take it can’t you? hm?” eyes locked on where you’re swallowing him whole so messily, his words slurred— drunk of your addictive heat. when he gets like .. this, he always talks to your pussy. encouraging it— “be good for me, give me what i want, mama”

and once he’s done, once he’s finally empty and wrung dry, he shoves his fingers up your cunt.

feeling the warmth of his cum in your pussy he smiles n looks at you, cheeks flushed a pale pink, sweat running down the sides of his head, hair all messy— disheveled.

and he sighs, with a slight giggle.

“i gave you all of me, baby”

Aggressive Geto

N-need more … zhongli and chubby goddess reader .. or I’ll collapse

*catches you as you’re falling* fret not, anon… you’ve come to the right person for all things Squish related….

fem + chubby reader, an unofficial but totally official continuation to my rex lapis x chubby archon reader from the other day, body worship, and thighfucking below!

rex lapis who summons his darling little goddess of fertility wife with a simple call of your name— after he was gracious enough to take you in and grant you his protection, you quickly decided that being at his beck and call was in your best interest. who would you be to fight him, deny him, or stall him when he awarded you more kindness and graciousness than he’s ever awarded anyone else? when he calls for you, you answer, and now is no different.

you enter the room with a clumsy curtsy, folding your hands in front of you as he flips through a stack of papers. “my beloved,” he says simply, deep amber eyes leaving the contract he’s proofreading and gazing up at you. “come closer.”

“are you coming to bed soon?” you ask sweetly, trying to tread lightly so you don’t accidentally ask any invasive questions about his work. it’s none of your business— you’re not the god of contracts.

he only shakes his head, sighing and setting his papers down. “not anytime within the hour, i’m afraid. there’s much to be done before i meet with that troublesome archon of war tomorrow afternoon.”

you can’t hide your disappointment. you were hoping he’d resign himself to bed early for once so you could invite him to snuggle and hopefully then some. he works so hard— you’d like to take care of your husband even if he’s not generally the affectionate type.

and how he’d like to leave his paperwork for the night and fill his palms with something a little softer and sweeter than the stained, tattered cloth of ancient scrolls and contracts. how he’d like to indulge in the soft, comforting warmth only his wife is able to provide— rex lapis is inclined to believe that you’re hoping to tempt him into bed with the way you’re dressed. how sweet— his demure, flustered little wife wants to rile him up.

your nightgown is sheer enough to easily make out the outline of your areolas through the fabric and tiny enough to catch where it clings to your ample waist and soft belly— is there anything more erotic than seeing the gentle curve of your plump belly visible in your tight pajamas and sheer gowns? he doesn’t believe so.

answering his prior request, you make your way over to his desk. the candlelight coming from his workspace illuminates your body nicely— your husband really can make out the outline of your soft tits through the sheer silk of your nightgown.

“and is this your way of inviting me to bed?” he asks, expression completely neutral. oh, archons— is he going to mock you for such a pitiful attempt? scold you for attempting to interrupt his work? dismiss you with a disappointed sigh and a flick of his wrist? your husband is by no means cruel, but he does tend to be… cold.

“i thought that— it’s not… it’s not like that, i was just… getting comfortable,” you answer in a tiny voice, fiddling with the hem of your nightgown and tugging your bottom lip in between your teeth. “is it… no good?”

rex lapis replaces his quill pen in its dish of ink and sets it aside. “apologies, i didn’t mean it like that. it looks lovely on you, truly.”

“thank you, my love.”

rex lapis swallows hard— how do you always manage to be so sweet? how have you lived so many centuries untouched by the sin, wrath, and war every other god hasn’t been able to escape? how do you always manage to chip at his cold exterior?

“come here a moment,” he murmurs, hands settling on your soft waist. the way your body easily gives beneath his hands and allows him to get a good grip on you does more to him than he’d ever admit. soft and easily manipulated like bread dough, warm like a quilt left to dry in the sunlight all day, and more comforting than any of teyvat’s finest luxuries. you allow him to tug you into his lap, your arms shakily wrapping around his shoulders to better balance yourself on his thighs.

“this truly does look lovely on you. shall we go to the harbor tomorrow and purchase more silk to craft you a few more?” rex lapis offers, one of his dark, dully glowing hands sliding up the apex of one of your plump thighs. “perhaps paired with a necklace carved from cor lapis as well.”

his other hand gently maps the curve of your neck and your shoulder, relishing in the way you shiver and breathe his name quietly. you say nothing as he continues to trace your body like he’s drafting a map of liyue, his fingers dipping into the valley of your cleavage before retreating and drawing over the plump swells of your breasts.

“beautiful,” he murmurs contently, resting his face in the crook of your neck. “not a thing in all of teyvat could ever provide a man, mortal or immortal, with the same comfort and security his wife can.”

a hand grabbing at the soft tuft of your lower belly makes you shiver against his thighs, inadvertently rutting yourself against his leg as he gropes a generous handful of your tummy.

“lovely indeed,” he says matter-of-factly, as if he’s confirming a theory. “this softness serves as its own testament to a life of comfort, luxury, and generosity. my hands have long since worn down to callouses and bone from never-ending war and, as i’m sure you’ve noticed, my body is lined with a electric storm of scars after having sustained so many injuries. but you…”

your husband cups the plump heft of your belly in one of his broad palms, soft and undeniably warm against his skin as he massages your tummy with determination. “but you, my dearest… you stand for all the things i’ve fought for all this time. safety, comfort, and prosperity. a body this lovely is no greater proof of that.”

rex lapis cups your waist once more and gently drags you against one of his muscled thighs, sighing in delight in response to your surprised and pleasured moans. oh, he’d just love to eat you up.

“please allow me to continue worshipping your body as any man ought to worship his beloved, my love.”

𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇

yakuza boss!Gojo Satoru x f!reader

genre. romance, smut

s. after inheriting your family pastry shop, the troubles begin. who would have thought that the boss of such a dangerous organization would have a sweet tooth, and not only for sweets

cw. big dick!Gojo, size kink, fingerfucking, oral, creampie, mating press, full nelson, squirting, mirror sex - not a mirror but a window, praise, manhandling, doggy | wc. 6k

cw. yakuza!boss Toji, blackmail, noncon groping + kissing — Toji makes a short appearance, he is a rival of Satoru from another yakuza gang

an. Gojo falls hard — rbs + coms are appreciated — m.list

How did things turn out this way?

When grandpa was running the bakery everything was going well. Business was good, customers were always satisfied, and in just a few years he had made a name for himself. They called him ‘the King of Cakes’.

Then he was taken away by old age. The man who had raised you after the death of your parents, the man who had taken care of you, who had taught you the art of baking was suddenly gone.

Toraya Bakery had been his dream since he was a child. Once you got old enough he asked you to join and help him, he knew you were talented, maybe even more than him, but now that it’s in your hands you’re shattering it all. All his efforts are just falling on deaf ears.

A few weeks after grandpa’s death a large chain of dessert stores opened not far from your bakery. Even the most loyal customers had stopped showing up and you, in order to pay for the goods and the bills, had to take out a loan and now not even that loan can be paid off.

“I’m so sorry grandpa” you sob with documents of the last month’s payments in your hand, sitting at an empty table in the store.

Not a single customer came in today either. Yet the presentations at the windows are nice, they are the same ones that your grandpa taught you to set up. The flavor of the pastries is the same one you grew up with and learned to make, so what’s wrong?

While you are lost in your thoughts the bell that warns of the arrival of customers rings. The man who walks in looks completely out of place in your store.

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𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚 ft. 𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢 ✘ 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐞𝐱

𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ▸ nsfw, sukuna fucks you against the window, voyeurism, toji jerks off, choking, degradation/humiliation

Your tits and face are pressed against the glass. While your lower back is arched, with one of Sukuna’s large hand resting there. While his other hand is on your hip. As he roughly fucks himself into you from behind, his heavy balls hitting your clit and his hips smacking yours.

Your neighbor, the dad of the little boy, Megumi, you babysit which by extension is your boss. Is standing in his bedroom with his fist around his cock jerking and a smirk on his lips. As he watches you take a hard and quick fucking.

Sukuna leans down moves his hand from your back to grab our throat. As says, “You look so fucking hot for me pressed up against this window like a fucking slut. You like seeing Toji fist his cock while I stuff my tight little pussy?” You don’t know how your going to face Toji later on when you go to pick up Megumi. But at the moment you can’t find it in you to say your safe word.

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Give me a baby!

warnings: HEAVY ASS BREEDING KINK, any character insert, fem reader, squirting, use of mommy & daddy, begging, cumming inside (duh)

Note: I wrote this out of pure lust, I'm not sorry

"Want me to give you a baby?"

"Y-yes! Please, give me a baby, want it so badly," you sob while trying to handle the intense thrusting he was delivering to your womb.

"Right here?" He asks huskily, his voice sending shivers down your spine as his hand caresses your belly where he could feel his thick cock bulging out.

You moan and nod eagerly with drool dripping down your mouth. "Wanna baby, wanna be a mommy," you wail.

You did want kids, you really did. Just the thought of taking care of your own small child had your mind reeling and your pussy clenching.

His lips press against your neck before he sucks gently. "My beautiful girl is gonna be such a good mommy."

Your eyes roll back when he hits that heavenly spot and you lean back against his sweaty chest, your thighs quaking. "Y-yes, I promish, promise-"

His arms wrap around to grip your waist before he leans back to thrust even faster into your sloshing cunt.

"Gonna breed you mkay? Gonna take such good care of you when your belly swells." He growls as you babble nonsensically, tears streaming down your face.

Your shaky hands try to hold onto his arms as his cock kisses your cervix with each unrelenting pound.

"Yes daddy, thank you daddy, please breed me, fill me up, p-please, please, please-" you squeal, your lungs running out of air.

He lets out a low grunt before moving down to grab ahold of your thighs and rubs your throbbing clit, making you spray fucking everywhere.

You writhe and try to escape the painful pleasure of your orgasm but he keeps you still to thrust a few more times before shooting his fertile sperm deep inside you.

You gasp, your entire body shuddering with pleasure before he slowly lays you down with heavy breathing.

You're shaking while trying to recover but a happy expression is on your face as you look up at the man you love.

"Daddy, we're gonna have a baby…" You whisper while shakily touching your tingling tummy.

He coos before leaning down to kiss you. "I know momma. And I can't wait to taste your milk." He murmurs before latching his lips onto your sore bitten nipples.

you can’t take Wakasa to a bar bc when he gets drunk, he’s an absolute menace to society.

and what I mean by that is that he gets bold, like very bold…

he’s saying how he’s going to fuck you out loud; “m’ gonna beat that pretty pussy up tonight, all the neighbors gonna know my name!” he says into your ear, thinking he’s whispering as he licks your cheek.

he’s constantly kissing on your neck or squeezing your ass in front of Benkei and the others.

but you can’t lie that you don’t like it when he gets a lil’ tipsy bc he’s his nastiest when he’s under the influence. you just love it when he pulls you into the restroom and proceeds to blow your back out..

and let him tell it, he swears your pussy feels warmer and tighter every freaking time.

Okay…..so…..hear me out……..