Nanami is here! I also struggle drawing him but I feel like I did him alright here! 🥸

dating nerdy bf! gojo— everyone thinks your sweet little dork of a boyfriend is innocent, but little do they know how much of a horny freak he is, especially when you’re sitting on his lap in the library studying; his weakness.

you were too concentrated on jotting notes down to realize his hard length was poking you from underneath your skirt nor hear his breathing starting to become heavy until he moves your hair to the side and rasps in your ear, “baby…you look so beautiful when you’re focused.”

confused, you flip your head around to see your pathetic boyfriend in a complete haze– flushed cheeks, eyes full of hunger, lips glossy and red. “satoru, are you okay? need some water? a snack? we can take a bre–“ he cuts you off.

“no.” he breathed out, “what i need…” starting to grind up against your heat, “is to feel you around my cock.” groaning against your neck as his veiny hand snakes around the other side.

you can’t help but feel the slight warmth starting to take over your face once he begins grinding his aching dick back and forth against your throbbing cunt, the stimulation nearly bringing you over the edge until you realize the two of you were still in the library, bringing your shaky hand over your mouth to muffle your slight whimpers.

“toru, we can get introuble if someone catches us right now.” you quietly whine, “can we finish this first then we can go…” almost slipping out a moan when he bucks his hips into you even faster.

“no, can’t mmh wait, need you now.” he mewled out (almost) out loud, that you had to turn around to shush him with your hand and caught a glimpse of his fogged up, tilted eyeglasses almost falling off his face and his mouth dangling open.

the roll of his hips against you came to a halt as his body began to squirm underneath yours, his eyes rolling back and sweat starting to drip down the sides of his face as he pants again your hand, the tent in his pants now becoming a stained wet spot. “so sorry sweets i-“ profusely apologizing. you sigh and get up from his lap.

“yeah yeah, c’mon lets go before someone notices you stained your pants you nerd.”

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gojo back

lazy fucks with suguru were your pussy squeezes and strokes his cock slowly, but deliciously while being on top of him. a string of smoke left his pierced lips, the cigarette taste was putrid as always but the nicotine hit was always welcomed and enjoyed.

suguru traces with the tip of his digits from your pelvis up through your tits all the way towards your lips. he had the lit cig right between the nooks of his fingers, gesturing you to take a drag. you, of course, take it and inhale the smoke.

you thow your head back finding comfort in the numbing of the drug, yet nothing beat the feeling of being stuffed full by your boyfriend's dick, that's for sure.

you began to rock your hips more aggressively, sliding yourself on him up and down. that little itch for pleasure doesn't leave with the nicotine, if anything it amplifies the urge. you settle on the ash tray what was left of the cigarette.

suguru's lips turn into a smile as he sees his girl use him to get off as she pleases. suguru pinches on your nipples to pull you in for a kiss. a giggle slips out of you while being brought in to his lips and pinch him back on his sides. eventually your kisses became heated and desperate, your moans and pleads for him are synonymous to melodies to his ears.

and he couldn't help but think, as his large hands grips your ass to firmly guide you on him, what did he do to deserve moments like this.

I can’t keep up with all the socials help, heres some geto doodles hehe ! I will try to keep up with all the platforms I use 😈

tfw ur wife turns into a cat 🐈 (based on this cute fic by @pseudowho )

"Daddy," said Megumi, as he took his seat beside Toji on the couch, "do you love Mama?"

What a ridiculous question, Toji scoffed, flicking his son's forehead, "'course I do. Why do you think you're here?"

"Well, I love Mama more than you."

"Sure, buddy," Toji grinned, bringing his attention back to the TV.

"It's true! I love Mama thiiiiiis much," Megumi said, stretching his arms out on both sides.

Clearly amused, Toji decided to indulge in the little critter's antics for once. "Yeah? Well, that's just too bad, Megs, 'cause I love your mama thiiis much."

Obviously due to his greater height and size, the wingspan of Toji was no match for Little Megumi, who merely narrowed his eyes at his father with an adorable pout on his lips.

"Whatever, that's cheating!" Megumi huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "Mama loves me more, anyway."

"Nah."

It's needless to say, that, Toji's made tons and tons of children cry before in his lifetime. But, he's never made a child FIGHT him. Well, there's a first for everything. And, anywho, it's clear whose genes dominate when it comes to your son. (Personality and looks wise.)

toji realizes he’s in love with you when he lets you shave his face for the first time,

he’s got the biggest grump of a scowl plastered on his naturally crooked lips. as he’s glowering, he’s also trying to prevent himself from smiling because you looked so cute. your touch with him was gentle—like it always was. after you wiped his face with a dampened face towel, you rub your hands against the lower part of his jaw. “soooo,” you utter, breaking the dead silence as he’s just peering down at you. “tell me ‘bout your day, toji.”

with the palms of your hands tenderly caressing against his chiseled jawline—you smear every part of his chin and cheekbones with shaving cream. even the secluded areas underneath his nose. as you do so, toji tchs. “day was fine, baby. ‘n i told ya i can shave myself.”

“i know i know,” you hum, creating a circular motion with your hands before gently making sure every sector near the lower part of his face was lathered with nice frothy amounts of shaving cream. “wowww, you’ve got such soft skin. skin routine when?”

“ugh, y’er insufferable,” he rolls his eyes. although, his skin was surprisingly clear. toji only had a bit of a stubble, hardly any facial hair but it was growing the more he aged. you took it upon yourself to ask to help him shave and he said yes, not realizing how much he’d soon grow to like it. the feeling of your delicate, warm hands rubbing against his face was somewhat . . soothing. with a deep, heaving sigh, toji’s hooded jade eyes meet yours. he spots your pout and his shoulders lower. “alright fine, i’ll teach you one day. only if ya stop poutin'..”

LOOK AT THE BABY 😭😭😭😭😭😭

i need to roll him like a cinnamon roll and then put him in the oven to get baked my sweet baby 😞😞