And Then All The Unrelated Stories, And Obvs Those Are Not In Any Particular Orders : 

gojo was sad.

you hadn’t spoken to him at all for the past few weeks. you said you cared about the grades the project fetched you, but you stopped showing up to the library since that day. had he been too much of a jerk? he was only complimenting you though! perhaps he shouldn’t have annoyed you with too many compliments?

but now he had gone from a cool kid to a desperate simp. he wanted — no, needed your attention. he craved you. so when he finally saw you walk through the library doors after school, he perked up in excitement. if he had a tail, it would probably be wagging by now.

“what took you so long?” he was on you the moment you sat down, rubbing his cheek against your shoulder like a puppy to its owner.

“you haven’t apologized yet,” you refused to look at him, making him droop.

“i’m sorry,” he pouted.

“no. if you really are sorry,” you said snottily, crossing your arms at him, “then you’ll go get me a sandwich from the cafeteria.”

his head perked up again, and he practically leapt out of his seat and out of the library. you watched him wrench open an imaginary door, slam into the real one, and then curse loudly like a cartoon character.

you chuckled.

you loved popular!gojo, but you loved loser!gojo even more.

Raising Megumi with Toji Fushiguro

I think I might have baby fever this is the second post that has a baby mentioned..

River Maiden

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11,

The sun hung low in the sky, its golden rays filtering through the dense canopy of the forest. Prince Telemachus moved with quiet purpose, his steps steady on the moss-carpeted ground. His body bore the aches of the day’s training, but his mind was sharp, honed by the relentless guidance of the Goddess Athena. Her voice still echoed in his thoughts: “Strength alone will not carry you, Telemachus. Learn to see the world, to listen to its whispers, and act when the moment demands it.”

The forest was alive around him—branches swayed gently in the breeze, birds called to one another, and somewhere in the distance, the soft murmur of a river beckoned. Drawn by the sound, he pressed forward, brushing aside low-hanging branches until he emerged onto a bank where the river wound lazily through the trees.

There, in the shallows, a maiden was bathing. Her long, (y/h) hair clung to her shoulders, glistening as it caught the light. She moved with unguarded grace, her humming ringing softly over the water as she splashed at the cool surface. For a moment, Telemachus simply watched, unsure whether to announce his presence or slip away unnoticed.

Then a low growl made that choice for him.

Telemachus’s head snapped toward the sound. On the far side of the river, a boar emerged from the underbrush, its tusks gleaming like daggers. It was massive, its eyes wild with rage and hunger as it locked its gaze on the unsuspecting maiden. The beast pawed the ground, muscles coiling for an attack.

There was no time to think. Telemachus’s hand flew to the hilt of his sword, his training surging to the forefront of his mind. “Act swiftly. Protect the helpless. Be the shield they do not know they need.”

As the boar charged, Telemachus sprang into action, the sun catching the glint of his blade as he rushed to intercept the beast.

The maiden snap her head to look behind her as she heard the commotion, to see a young man fight off a wild animal, before managing to scare it off.

"Are you fine, My Lady?" Telemachus snaps her out of her stuper, shaking her head as he offered her a hand.

"Y-yes, I'm fine" the maiden answers, standing up and taking his hand.

Telemachus' heart began to race as he sees she is bare before him, her body revealed as she stands up, though he averts his gaze as to not be disrespectful, helping her to her feet, he quickly picks up a cloth to offer.

"Here, cover yourself" Telemachus hands it to her with diverted eyes, blushing heavily.

"Oh, Thank you" the maiden accepts the cloth, covering herself.

Telemachus breaths out a small sigh as she covered herself, his breath getting caught in his throat as his eyes wandered all over her body.

"If you do not mind me asking, what is a beautiful maiden such as yourself doing, alone in the forest by such a small river?" Telemachus asked as soon as he found his voice.

"You know, the usual, us maidens like to keep ourselves clean, or purposely getting attacked to be rescued by a dashing savior" the maiden answers with a smile, running a finger on his clothed chest.

Telemachus blushes as he hears her compliment, smiling softly in return.

"Ha, well it was indeed my pleasure to save such a beautiful maiden, though I do apologize, it's not very proper for me to see you dressed like this, a man such as myself should not lay their eyes on such a beautiful maiden in such a way. Allow me to turn around while you get dressed" In truth, he simply can't control his wondering gaze.

"My, such a gentleman, a rarity nowadays" the maiden compliments, as she walks to her pile of clothes, beginning to wear her chiton.

"One simply must be a gentleman to a lady such as you, especially when she is such a sight to behold. Might I ask your name, My Lady?" Telemachus blushing slightly as she complimented him, waiting patiently for her to get dressed, as he heard the ruffling of fabric behind him.

"It's quite rude to ask a Lady's name without introducing yourself~" the maiden stated, saying it directly behind him, fully dressed making the boy jump, causing her to chuckle.

She stands before him wearing a simple blue chiton, her hair still down from being washed, what stands out about her is the silver arm bracelet she wears in the shape of a snake, a red gemstones on it's heads, two of each, but Telemachus pays no mind to it.

She only chuckles at his stunned state, fixing a stray hair pushing it back to her ear.

"So, may I know the name of my Saviour? Or shall I call you adorable?" The maiden asked, her hands clasped behind her.

Telemachus laughs softly, the blush still evident on his cheeks. He regains his composure before answering her question.

"Telemachus," he answers. "Son of King Odysseus, and Prince of Ithaca. And you, my lady? What name shall I call my damsel in distress?" He smiles, hoping she'll answer.

The Maiden laughs a bit at his teasing "My name's (Y/N), no title included" (Y/N) introduces herself with a smile

"(Y/N)…" Telemachus says, letting her name roll off his tongue. It was a beautiful name, he thought, to match this beautiful maiden. He studies her again, his eyes taking in her every detail.

"No title?" He responds, a smile tugging at his lips. "Then allow me to fix that. My Lady (Y/N)."

He bows at her jokingly, a playful twinkle in his eyes.

"It's a beautiful name," he says. "Quite befitting of the most beautiful maiden in Ithaca."

"Oh you make me out to be someone I'm not" (Y/N) stated with a smile, shaking her head

"Flattery will get you everywhere, Prince Telemachus~" (Y/N) added with a teasing smile

Telemachus laughs at her response, enjoying the playful banter.

"Flattery, I assure you, is only the truth" he replies, his smile growing.

"And I am far from done flattering you, my lady." He takes a step closer to her, his eyes fixed on hers.

"Tell me, (Y/N). How does a fair maiden such as yourself find themselves bathing in the forest, alone and defenseless?"

"Well, as I've said before: us Maiden love to keep ourselves clean, and the only running clean water around here in Ithaca is in the river, or you know, a chance to be saved by a dashing Prince~" (Y/N) teases, their hands still holding.

Telemachus can't help the smile that forms on his lips at her playful teases. They're standing so close to each other now, their hands intertwined, and he can see the laughter dancing in her eyes.

"How lucky it is that I was there then," he responds, his voice low and teasing.

"If it wasn't for me, you would've been that boar's dinner. Though I think I'd rather keep you all to myself."

"My, whatever can I do now that the Prince is here?" (Y/N) asked with a light quip

"I suppose you're stuck with me" Telemachus replies, his voice filled with a hint of jest. He lets his free hand run down her arm, his fingers brushing lightly against her skin.

"Unless you can think of a reason that a lady would be bathing alone in the forest...?"

"My, you wish to peek? I didn't know a Prince as dignified as yourself would take advantage of such a situation" (Y/N) pouted, turning her body away from him.

Telemachus's face blushes redder than ever, a mixture of embarrassment and shock.

"N-no! That's not what I-" Telemachus sputters. His eyes involuntarily glance at her, admiring her figure as she turns away from him. He quickly averts his gaze, his heart racing.

"I would never- I would never take advantage of you like that!" He protests, the embarrassment clear.

(Y/N) suddenly laughs, covering her mouth at Telemachus's embarrassed state.

Telemachus's embarrassment turns to one of annoyance. He frowns at her, though the effect is lessened by the redness in his cheeks.

"You tricked me," he mutters, his voice filled with mock-anger. He crosses his arms, though his grip on her hand doesn't loosen.

"Sorry, sorry. Shall I make it up to you by bathing together?~" (Y/N) teases once more, holding his hand with both of hers.

Telemachus's face flushes once more, his cheeks heating up at her suggestion. He sputters in shock, not expecting such a response from her.

"B-bathe together?" He manages to stammer out, his voice a strange mix between shock, surprise and... excitement? He was a young man, after all.

"You... you cannot be serious" he adds, his eyes trying to avoid looking at her figure.

(Y/N) simply continues to laugh at Telemachus's expense.

Telemachus pouts, still blushing at her laughter and her suggestion. It was obvious she was toying with him, and he was falling for it. He tries to maintain a stoic expression.

"You enjoy teasing me far too much," he grumbles, his grip on her hand tightening ever so slightly.

"I simply can't help it, you're quite adorable, Your Highness" (Y/N) points out with a smile.

The compliment and her smile is enough to make Telemachus's heart pound once more. He swallows, his eyes still fixated on her, her figure bathed in sunlight, her hair damp from the stream.

"You're truly a menace," he mutters jokingly, shaking his head. He tugs her closer to him, his hand on her hip. "And a tease."

"And you're quite handsy to a maiden you've just met, what if I'm betrothed?" (Y/N) asked, tilting her head.

Telemachus's hand immediately releases her hip, and he takes half a step back, flustered by her comment. He hadn't considered that possibility until now. Of course she could be betrothed, she was a beautiful maiden. He mentally curses himself for being so presumptuous.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean-" he begins to apologize, stuttering over his words, his blush once again returning to his face.

(Y/N) laughs once more, seems like another rug was pulled under Telemachus "My, you truly are adorable, Your Highness"

Telemachus groans, burying his face in his hand. She truly did love to tease him, and he couldn't even be mad about it. Telemachus tries to compose himself, looking up at her through his fingers.

"You will be the death of me, I swear," he mutters, his voice filled with mock irritation.

"Even if we've just met?" (Y/N) asked, as she approached him, playing with his hair.

Telemachus's heartbeat quickens as she plays with his hair, weaving her slender fingers through his locks. He stands there, trying not to melt at her touch. He takes a deep breath, steeling himself to respond.

"Yes. I fear you may drive me to madness within the hour."

"You underestimate me, give me a minute" (Y/N) corrects, chuckling a bit.

Telemachus raises an eyebrow questioningly, intrigued by her confidence. He looks at her, a hint of a challenge in his eyes."A minute? That's all it'll take?"

(Y/N) chuckles, backing away, admiring her work, the tousled, blushing Prince.

Telemachus stands there, his hair tousled, his face flushed, staring at (Y/N) in disbelief. For a young man who prided himself on his composure, he was an absolute mess in front of her. He runs a hand through his hair, trying to fix it to no avail.

"You're enjoying this, arent you?" He grumbles, his voice filled with a mix of embarrassment and amusement.

(Y/N) chuckles once more, her shoulders shaking "What gave it away?"

Telemachus groans at her laughter, shaking his head. He couldn't believe how far he had fallen for her charms. He tries to maintain a stern expression, but the twinkle in his eyes gave him away.

"You're a vixen, you know that?" He says, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. His eyes take her in, his gaze lingering on her figure once more, admiring her form.

"I try to be~" (Y/N) agrees, as the sun begins to set.

"My, time does go by quickly when you're having fun" (Y/N) commented, before turning to look at Telemachus.

Telemachus follows her gaze and turns to see the setting sun, casting a golden glow over the forest. The reality of the situation sets in - the sun was setting, and he had spent the entire time with (Y/N) in complete bliss. A pang of disappointment washes over him at the thought of leaving her so soon.

He turns back to face her, a small smile on his face.

"It certainly does seem time has passed quickly. I suppose it's best if I head back. I… have princely duties that need attending to."

"I should be heading home as well now" (Y/N) agrees with a smile

Telemachus nods, a flicker of disappointment in his eyes. The thought of parting ways with her felt wrong.

"Yes, I suppose you should," he replies, reluctantly. As they prepare to part ways, Telemachus hesitates for a moment. He reaches for her hand, and gently intertwines their fingers together. His eyes lock with hers.

"Will I see you again?" He asks, his voice filled with a hint of hope. Telemachus knew that he was treading a dangerous path, letting his heart be so swayed by a girl he had just met, but he couldn't help it. There was something about her that drew him in.

"Do you wish it to be?" (Y/N) asked with a slight tease on her tone, but she's secretly hoping for it.

The question hung in the air for a moment. Telemachus takes a deep breath before responding, his eyes never leaving hers.

"I do. I want to see you again. I don't know why, but... I feel drawn to you. As if the gods themselves have woven our fates together. Is that foolish of me to say?"

With every word, his grip on her hand tightens, as if to keep their connection intact. Telemachus feared that once he let go, the spell that she cast over him would be broken. He was a practical man, yet here he was, a mess, confessing his feelings to a maiden he barely knew.

(Y/N) chuckles a bit at his confession "Then we'll see each other once more" (Y/N) agrees, smiling at him, her dainty hand on his rough ones.

A mixture of relief and joy fill Telemachus. His heart pounds in his chest at her words. He brings her hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of it. His eyes never leave hers as he does so.

"I look forward to it," he murmurs, his voice filled with a hint of promise. Telemachus didn't want to let go. The idea of parting ways feels like agony.

"As do I, Prince Telemachus" Egeria stated with a soft smile on her lips.

With a sigh, Telemachus reluctantly releases her hand. Every fiber of his being is telling him to keep her close, to stay by her side. But he knows that he has to let her go.

"Until next time," he whispers, managing a small smile. His heart sinks a little as he watches her begin to walk away.

He stands there for a moment, watching her go. He wants to call out to her, to ask her to stay, but he knows that it would be pointless.

Once she's out of sight, Telemachus lets out a deep sigh. He felt a strange emptiness within him, as if a piece of his heart had been taken when she left. Telemachus knew that he was in trouble. He was falling for her, and falling fast.

A/N: Gee, I wonder what my tags mean :)

CAN YOU DO CHOSO KAMO SAYS IN BED? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEEEEEEE

THINGS CHOSO SAYS IN BED

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“am i doing it right? t-tell me baby..”

“spit on it .. get it wet f’ me,”

“you gonna be my good girl tonight?”

“got cramps? want me to fuck em out of you? alright, pull your panties down.”

“can we stay in and i just eat your pussy? haven’t done it in so long,”

“i don’t wanna tear it .. it’s too pretty on you,”

“yeah? right there pretty? s’ that the spot?”

“i want you to take control tonight,”

“like having that pretty little ass played with hm? you slutty bitch. turn the fuck over,”

“s’ just a little bit of blood .. you know i don’t fucking care, open your legs.”

“go get the cuffs for me.”

“prep yourself for me first .. i wanna see you do it, no looking away either ..”

“fuckkkk .. you’re fucking milking me baby .. s’ dripping all over my sheets.”

“wanna use some of the toys tonight? yeah?”

“m’ not touching that slutty pussy tonight, spread your ass. we’re doing things different tonight.”

“pull em to the side for me baby .. might be a little tight—oh, oh fuck..”

“hey, no tears. you begged for me to fuck you like this .. so stop fucking crying.”

“did you just squirt?”

“fuck! i told you to stop y/n .. you got my fucking pants ruined.”

“you have to be quieter y/n baby, my brothers’ll hear you. i know it feels good, but you’ve got to be quiet for me,”

“cum now or you won’t at all,”

“hey—don’t make me punish you .. this is supposed to be a reward.”

ok but think about….men who get carried away when they kiss you. their breathing gets heavier, grip gets harder, and suddenly they cannot let go of your lips.

Pulling you back into them if you even think about pulling away. Air? Who is she? They kiss you like you’re the last breath of air on earth, kissing you like they’ve been drowning forever, and you’re the first gasp of air breaking through their lungs—a desperate, consuming need.

Their hands roaming over your body, keeping you in place, keeping you agonizingly close. You know that it will bruise, but you don’t mind. How can you when they’re kissing you with such fervor? You try and make some distance, but all you get is a warning nip in your lower lip. But oh, when their hands reach your face, they hold you so tenderly, like you’re a dream they’re afraid to let slip away.

And when it gets too much—their teeth pulling your lips, chasing after you in a guttural groan, you try to pull away. To just breathe, even if it’s for a second. But as soon as you do that they dive back in, pulling you flush against them, almost whimpering, mindless babbles.

“no no, no. pretty you don’t get to do that, don’t go away. come back here. i’m so, so fucking lucky to have you. so sweet, you’re so sweet for me.”

And then they finally pull away, a saccharine string of saliva connecting your lips to theirs. It’s honestly filthy, but all you can think about is breathing, and you’re breathing them in, their scent clouding your senses. Their forehead resting against yours and then they smile. They smile as if they haven’t completely mushed your thoughts.

“I love you, pretty girl.”

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Yuji Itadori, Yuta Okkotsu, Satoru Gojo, Rafayel & Sylus (L&DS), Ken Sato + your favs!

also: merman boyfriend (because duh.)

their reactions to you smothering them with kisses and then running away

ft. gojo, geto, nanami, toji, shiu, higuruma

fluff, just fluff, they're so in love and soft its sickeninggg

sex money feelings die

BABY DON'T YOU CRY

Odysseus: *Has sex with his with the moment he get's back, has a set of twins.+

Athena: *Comes to see the twins and bless them*

Odysseus: *Unable to keep his hands off his wife*

Athena: *Comes down just to smack Odysseus* Stop breeding!

ONE, TWO, THREE...

✦SUMMARY

╰┈➤ your boyfriend choso gets the worst possible case of cuteness aggression at the wrong time...

✦C.W

╰┈➤ overstimulation, vaginal penetration, switch?choso, virgin!choso, established relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, size kink idk, crying, this is pure smut enjoy, chubby reader appreciation, praise, 652 words, corruption kink prolly, reposted

"Hug-uhhh, hu-gh... ha-agh.. agh..."

Choso's chest heaved as he gulped in the thick, humid air, his lungs burning with each ragged breath. Sweat poured down his face, stinging his eyes, mingling with the tears of overwhelming pleasure that streamed freely. He felt drunk on sensation, intoxicated by the exquisite tightness engulfing his aching cock.

This was madness, this insatiable hunger consuming him. This was his first time, no, second, (third?) time inside you. It didn't matter. All he knew is that he wanted, needed, his fourth. Sixth?

He gazed down at you, his vision blurred with adoration and lust. He must've have had the cutest girlfriend ever.

You was a vision, a goddess, sprawled out beneath him in utter submission. Your body was marked by his passion - teeth marks blooming on the soft skin, on the rolls of your doughy hips produced by the position he kneaded you in. He had you curled in on yourself, knees tucked under your chin, your watery gaze hidden beneath your arms.

Choso's gaze was drawn downward, captivated by the erotic sight of his thick cock that disappeared into your tight, cum-filled pussy. The delicate folds stretched obscenely around his girth, still puffy and glistening from the intense preparation it had taken to work him inside you. Each clench of your velvety walls sent ripples along his shaft, coaxing out more of his seed to ooze out around him.

Oh fuck... fuck, you were so adorable. What was that human saying? You were so adorable...

"...I could eat you up," he whimpered out loud, his head cloudy, raining his pleasure. "I wanna... Please..."

Choso's body pressed against yours, his skin slick with sweat, his muscles taut with exertion. He drove his cock deeper into you, filling you completely, stretching you to your limits. You gasped, a cry of pleasure and pain escaping your lips as he hit a spot deep inside that sent shockwaves of ecstasy through your body.

He rocked his hips as he nibbled pathetically at your neck, grinding against your cervix. The wet squelch of his cock churning through the copious fluids inside you was positively obscene. "Please... I wanna... Hum-gh! I can't..."

His body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming with sensation. His cock throbbed and pulsed within you, begging for release, for the sweet relief of orgasm. He couldn't stop, wouldn't stop. It felt like his very existence depended on this moment, on this connection between you two. He needed his fifth. Or his Seventh.

Choso's lips trailed down your neck, leaving a path of searing kisses in their wake. He nibbled and bit at your collarbone, savoring the taste of your skin, the saltiness of your sweat. His hands found your breasts, kneading and squeezing the soft flesh, his fingers pinching and rolling your nipples until they were hard enough for him to suck on them.

The sensation sent jolts of electricity straight to your core, causing your inner walls to clench and flutter around his throbbing length.

"Choso!" you cried out, your voice high and breathy with pleasure. The sound of his name on your lips seemed to drive him wild, and he let out a low, almost pained groan against your skin.

He couldn't take it anymore, the overwhelming sensations threatening to consume him entirely. Your body was like a drug, and he was hopelessly addicted. With a growl of desperation, he began to move again, his hips snapping forward in a frenzied rhythm that bordered on animalistic.

The bed creaked and groaned beneath you as he pounded into you with reckless abandon, his thrusts lifting your hips off the mattress with each powerful stroke. It was almost too much, the pleasure bordering on pain, but you couldn't bring yourself to ask him to stop.

Instead, you met his movements with your own, rolling your hips.

You could've sworn it was night. So why was the sun peeking through your curtains, highlighting your debauchery?

I would offer my entire chocolate stash for a Viltrumite Mark ver of them bath blurb

I'll take it, chocolate and tiramisu is a diabolical pairing.

Thank you for rqing!! I added full mask mark because he's a cutie patootie♡ pt. 1 here !! Based off this

Includes: Viltrumite, Full Mask

♡ Threatening him with no more baths together if he doesn't bail out of a fight immediately pt. 2

Viltrum Invincible:

I don't need it. I don't need it... IIII NEEEEEED IIIIIIIT!!!!

At first, he's almost offended by the threat, you think he NEEDS to bathe with you every time? No, no he definitely doesn't need to feel your skin against his in the comfort of bubbles and warmth. Definitely not.

"Fine, be that way...! Bathe alone!" He grits out, but the frustration was clearly placed in the enemy he was facing. You can tell based on how he's starting to move more frantically.

Usually the silver-white uniform remains clean whenever he has to deal with unwelcome guests, but this time? He figured he could get messy at the mention of a bath.

And when he comes back, he's glaring at you like you took away his plate from him mid-meal. "I told you I could handle it." He stomps his way to you, blood squelching under pristine shoes and tugging you in a hug; he always did this after being apart for a while but this time felt... calculated.

Pulling away from you, you immediately complain about whatever grime got on your clothes, he doesn't seem annoyed

"It's just blood, it's fine." He picks you up while disregarding your complaints and tugs you closely, flying out and heading back to your place

Looking down at your filthy clothes makes him happy, you can see him try to fight off the smug grin. "We should bathe together to... 'save water', as you say." He recalled your many complaints about the water bill, he didn't understand fully but he's glad he could use it against you.

Full Mask Invincible:

One of the only variants who actually listen to you, but tries to bargain.

He almost chokes on his own spit the moment the words leave your lips, looking away from the opponent. "What?! Y-you can't just drop that on me now!! (Name)!" He's frantically trying to get you to respond. "I can do this, I swear! Just gimme 5 minutes—"

The complaints die down when you decide to double down and tell him to bail out at once. "But—" "NOW!" And he's flying back with his tail between his legs.

He's okay with putting his ego aside for you, so he didn't have a lot of trouble ditching the pest to come to you, ultimately getting swapped out.

You felt guilty, he tugs off the mask that swallowed his entire head, letting his hair breathe as he looked down shamefully. "... look- I'm really sorry, you know I'm not used to just... giving up." He looked guilty, like he's sad he upset you.

It's only when you kiss his cheek and reassure him that he finally relaxes. "I wasn't serious, I'll take as many baths with you as you want. I'm glad you backed out when you did."

He hugs you close and although his suit was clean, he'd always come home sweaty from all the physical work, and you always smelled so sweet it makes his mouth water.

"So... you don't mind if we go bathe together now?" He didn't hide how eager he was, restraining a smug smile that almost looked shy.