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*In the lobby*
Gen Z! Reader : Oh, just so you know, it's very muggy outside.
Vaggie :
Vaggie : *tired mom, deep inhale* Reader, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn...
Gen Z! Reader : *Sips coffee from bowl*
Husk : *from the kitchen* WHERE THE HELL IS MY MUG!?
WHAT IF LUCIFER HAVE A CONCUBINE, I MEAN, JUST IMAGINE IT!!
Btw! I love your fics and the way you write!
dearest concubine.
a/n: CONCUBINE!READER SKSKS the thought is just yes
just imagine being lucifer’s concubine. you’re spoiled to the moon and back by the big boss of hell himself, even if you aren’t married to him. by tradition, concubines’ roles are to satisfy sexual endeavors, but lucifer made it known that he saw you as more than just his concubine.
“don’t get shy on me now, hm? you were the one who wanted this. didn’t you, my love?” lucifer’s breathless by the time he had your legs over his shoulders, fucking you into the mattress at a pace that wiped away almost all coherent thought in your brain.
“a— ahm, fuck, luci—“
“remember, this is your punishment for distracting me from my work, angel,” he reminds you with a taunting click of his tongue.
your senses were buzzing, too overstimulated to do anything but take what he’s giving you. you squirm underneath him, though he’s quick to pin your arms down with his.
“don’t move too much, angel. you’re making this— haa..more difficult than it has to be.” coaxing another orgasm out of you had your eyes rolling to the back of your head with a choked sob.
“that’s it, good girl.”
“luci,” you whimper, his pace unrelenting, fueled by the desire to only have his name engraved in your brain because of how good he’s fucking you; maybe even knock you up if he pleased. “i— shit! fuck, j—just missed you, please..”
the heartfelt confession brought a smile to lucifer. “yeah? did your cunt miss me, too?” he hums, kissing you as you did your best to sloppily kiss back. “so honest, so cute. i missed you too, my love. missed having you like this so much.”
“you wouldn’t mind carrying my child too, wouldn’t you?”
mindless and utterly drowned in pleasure, you answer, “yesyesyes— anything for you, anything for you!”
you best believe that his schedule was cleared for the entire week after this. after all, he had to take care of you, didn’t he?
I HAVE A FANFIC IDEA!!
Alright you guys know that Moon Goddess from Over the Moon??
What if the reader was Chang'e and she and Lucifer used to go wayyy back, setting aside the whole plot of Over the Moon and changing it to god creating her as an angel to watch the moon or something bla bla bla, and Lucifer would frequently visit that moon she falls in love and so does he. And since Chang'e does wishes n' after she's been given a gift or something like that, I forgot, Lucifer would bring her like little ducks and stuff and she'd grant him every little wish she could.
And here comes the angst, Lucifer stops frequenting at the moon making the reader all sad and confused. She looks for him all over heaven but he isn't there. Why was he ignoring her? Did he not like the wish she granted him? He's probably busy right now.
And he comes back all of a sudden with a big ass smile that makes her think he was happy to see her after not visiting her for a long time only for that thought to be crushed when he simply gives her a gift with no thoughts and asks for a heavy wish
She hesitates because it was slightly against what she was only allowed to grant but still does it anyways.
Here comes Lucifer's trial, and reader is just shocked af to see him there only to realize what he truly needed that wish for and bro she Gon be hurt hurt af when she sees him with Lilith.
The angels then ask for the details and Lucifer panics and straight up snitches on reader for giving him that wish.
So long story short, they casted him down to hell with Lilith. And the reader was sentenced to a lesser sentence since she didn't know what that wish was going to do or what it was going to cause.
But she was still cast out of heaven, never able to enter those gates ever again and is thrown over to the moon alone.
She is left alone in that dark moon desert with a single green bunny that had been gifted to her by Lucifer.
The reader just cries out of heartbreak and betrayal. A tear drops on the bunny and Jade comes to life. Reader is no longer alone and is a tad bit happy she has company.
Then timeskip to a few ion years, and the moon is bustling with lights, fun and parties, just like the movie.
Then we follow Chang'e story, trying so many things to figure how to see Lucifer again.
Well that was long idea. BUT I NEED THIS WRITTEN PLEASE. ADD TWISTS AND MORE STUFF TO IT I JUST WANNA READ IT.
I know I can write this but, I WANNA READ IT IN SOMEONE ELSE'S WORK YOU GET WHAT I MEAN?
my love mine all mine— mizu x f! reader
synopsis: marriage is nigh for someone your age and with society's expectations of you, how long will you have to keep waiting for him?
content: 18+ nsfw, mdni, angst w comfort, fluff, she/her pronouns for reader, he/she pronouns for mizu, patriarchal views on women, arranged marriage, jealousy, use of sex toys, idiots in love
a/n: part 2 of nocturne (interlude)!! this is for that anon who was on their finals week (ur req got deleted i h8 tumblr) and to those who requested for a part 2 !!! a reward for your hard work
Your relationship with Mizu was ... interesting.
After what happened that day, your relationship progressed into a deeper sense of connection. He was attracted to you as much as you were attracted to him. A fact that made your fingers tingle with anticipation every time he came down to your village under the guise of getting more medicine.
Your father had no complaints as business is business and provided him with what he needed, although you could see the occassional side eyes that your father gives him every time he stays longer than he was supposed to be. It was a comical sight indeed.
‘ THREE HOLES ‘ NANAMI KENTO, SATORU GOJO, AND SUGURU GETO
summary. your lover manager nanami kento got you a scene with the biggest pornstars in the industry ☆
warnings. pornstar!fem!reader, threesome, nanami is lowkey opbsessed with you, voyeurism, dirty talk, double penetration, kinks, sex work, praise, degradation, geto x you x gojo, Nanami smokes cigarettes in this
a/n. Please feel free to send me request, my inbox is open!
Amidst the lively Parisian scene, where the city’s heartbeat resonated in honking cars and bustling crowds, Nanami found solace. The sun’s golden rays painted the Eiffel Tower, casting a radiant glow that reached the hotel’s patio where he sat in nothing but a white fluffy robe. He exuded an air of tranquility, his glasses perched at the bridge of his nose. As the vibrant day began to unfold, Nanami, with a content sigh, embraced the moment, taking a few seconds to enjoy the start of a new day on this vacation that he so desperately needed.
Nanami turned the page to his newspaper while taking a sip from his coffee mug. You were laying on your stomach on the bed a few feet away from Nanami. The silk sheets were hanging off your body, just resting right above your waist to where he could notice the curve of your plump ass. He couldn’t help but glance over your figure every now and then as he continued to drink his coffee. He had known you for too many years to not know when you were up.
"Your back twitches every few seconds when you pretend to be asleep,” Nanami flipped to a new page, not even bothering to glance in your direction, “Slip on something and come join me for breakfast.”
You turn over on to your side, hugging the blankets to your chest as you snuggle into the pillows with a groan. His scent of cologne and tobacco filling your senses.
“(Y/N),” Nanami’s tone was cold, “Come eat.”
Being obedient, you sat up in the bed with a mumble of curses before getting ready. In under ten minutes you were freshly groomed and presentable, the mint toothpaste you used still on your breath as you walked out onto the patio and sat in front of your employer.
You began put food on your plate, slightly overwhelmed from the large breakfast display in front of you as Nanami opened his mouth to speak,
“How are you feeling?”
“Better,” You started to spread butter inside of your croissant with furrowed brows, “You were a bit more gentle last night, any reason as to why?”
“Hm,” Nanami flipped to a new page, still not meeting your gaze, “Can I not be gentle?”
“You can but when you are it’s because you want to film another scene the next day.”
“Nonsense, we are on vacation.”
“And when has that stopped you before?”
“Touchè,” Dropping the newspaper from his hands, Nanami pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with the metal lighter that you have gifted him a few years back. He inhaled the toxic smoke slowly before exhaling, finally raising his eyes to look at you, not letting the fact that the black slip dress you wore was falling ever so low to expose your breast— barely leaving much to the imagination, “I got a proposal last night, you were sleep so I did not to wake you but I was going to mention it this morning sooner or later.”
“What is it?” You chewed nervously, picking at the grapes on your plate.
“A threesome,” Nanami says flatly, “With the hottest pornstars in the industry right now.”
“Gojo?!” Nanami nods, “And Geto?!” Nanami nods again his eye slightly twitching at the brazen display of excitement, “When?”
“Either later today or tomorrow,” Nanami turns his head blow smoke in that direction and not near you, tapping the cigarette so the tobacco ash could fall, “We need to get a least one more shoot in before your period starts in three days.”
Nanami, your manager— or employer— whatever you wanted to call it, knew everything about you. From your favorite food to your favorite childhood toy you used to play with. It wasn’t a shock but whenever he said something like that so causally it made you realize that you have been working with him for so many years. He knew you like the back of his hand and that fact alone always made your heart flutter. Some might find it creepy but you didn’t care, you weren’t too sane yourself.
“So, are you up for it?”
As quick as those words left Nanami’s mouth, you found yourself sitting on the couch in between two dudes that seemed like pros in front of the camera. Gojo made light of the situation by asking you a few questions to get to know you better while Nanami was setting up various cameras to get a different variety of angles.
"(Y/N) try not to look into the camera too often, just focus on the guys,” Nanami reminds you, his lips upturned in a smirk at the thought of how much money he was going to make. You were his cattle and he was going to milk you for everything you’re worth, “You know the safe word?”
You nod, your breath hitching in your throat as you felt Geto’s hand rub your inner thighs soothingly while Gojo’s hand already began to explore your body.
"And.." Nanami looks into the camera lens after adjusting a studio light, "Action."
Everything was a blur. Pleasure was racking through your body as the pair had you become a crumbling, slobbering mess.
Gojo’s hips met yours in a harsh thrust, sending your whole body forward slightly, causing you to choke around Geto’s cock. You moaned at the sudden intrusion, feeling Gojo’s thick cock stretch your tight walls to accommodate him. The white haired man didn’t hold back once he fully bottomed out inside of you, his swollen tip brushing against your cervix with every thrust. He was so deep inside that your eyes were rolling into the back of your head in pure bliss.
"Oh, fuck (Y/N), you sure know how to work that mouth," Geto comments, his hand was on the back of your head, pushing you further down his length while you worked your tongue around him, "What a good girl she is."
"This pussy she has isn't too bad either," Gojo adds, landing a harsh smack to your rear end with a loud groan, watching as your skin recoils at the contact, "She's taking my cock into her greedy cunt so well, isn't that right (Y/N)?"
Gojo loved edging you on, teasing and mocking you with degrading words knowing that you couldn't response thanks to the mouthful of dick that was currently down your throat. The sound of you choking around Geto’s cock made the man bite down on his bottom lip, his eyes never leaving your face.
"Does it feel good (Y/N)?" Geto asks you, a moan leaving past his lips as he rubs your cheek with the pad of his thumb tenderly. his actions were more sweet and gentle than Gojo, who was fucking you from behind with his fingertips digging into your skin harshly, one of his hands pressed against your lower back so you could arch more, making it easier for him to angle his thrusts to hit all the right places within you.
Nanami sat behind the camera with his chin resting on the palm of his hand as he watched you get wrecked by hthe two guys in front of him. The sight of it made him swallow and lick his lips absentmindedly, his pants growing tight at the sight of you being stuffed full by taking two cocks at once.
And if he was being honest he felt a little jealous.
To catch your breath you release Geto’s cock from your mouth, letting out a string of moans slip past your lips while dragging your tongue along the undersides of his length.
"I bet this slut can take two cocks at the same," Gojo teased, "So how bout' it?"
Geto pulled you up toward him so your body could be flush against his. you straddle his waist and without warning he aligned his dick with your entrance and thrusted up into you, his head tossed back with a groan at the feeling on your velvety walls clenching around him, "Fuck Gojo, you were right..her pussy is so damn tight."
"What I tell you, Geto?" Gojo pours some of the cold lube they had laying around all over your ass, smearing it over your asscheeks so he could push a finger inside your tight hole with ease.
"Be a good girl and take my cock until Gojo is done prepping you," Geto says to you, bucking his hips up at a fast past to distract you from any discomfort you may feel, "Focus on me, pretty girl."
Geto swallowed all your moans with sweet kisses. Your arms were draped around his shoulders as you took all the pleasure he was giving you without complaint. After a few minutes, Gojo’s own tip was pressing against your puckered asshole before he slowly pushed in, his hands coming around your body to pinch and tug at your hardened nipples.
"Fuck!" You tossed your head back at the feeling of being stuff so full, It was painful but it was quickly overshadowed by the pleasure, "ah~!"
"That's a good slut, you loved being stuffed full don't you?" Gojo was right next to your ear, licking and sucking on your neck to leave a hickey, "Look at you crying."
"Is it that good, gorgeous?" Geto asks you, a groan coming from him not even a second later.
Nanami took some great still shots that were up close and personal to where you could see the two dicks penetrating your tight holes, your slick arousal and their precum dripping along the sides of their cocks, creating a mess that no one cared about.
It was hot and Nanami couldn't seem to get enough of the sinful sight of you. He wanted to just strip himself of his own pants and get in on the action, after all you did have three holes.
URAVITSY 2024
Respect to all fan-fiction writers but I wish to see the emphasis of jjk men holding back their strength during sex.
Like Toji or Gojo are fully aware that they could batter your pussy with their strength if they are not careful, so they choose to restrain themselves, even in their heats of passion because they know they are capable of actually hurting you. If they did use their raw power, you would literally die.
He knows that the dominance and roughness he gives you is nothing compared to what he does to his enemies. He would never use full force, even if he felt like it, and you could feel him hold back with every indecisive thrust. And that is hot, guys
The choice of restraint is hot.
Applies to Choso, Nanami Gojo Sukuna Toji Getou
anyone hot and strong <3
‘BLESSED BE THE FRUIT’ RYOMEN SUKUNA
summary. sukuna finally answers your prayers, ready to give you anything you desire for just a small price in return. ☆
warnings. breedingkink!trueform!sukuna (though he doesn’t have two dicks in this ???), virgin!fem!reader, dirty talk, rough/forceful sex, talk of pregnancy, biblical references, a bit of mythology (?), angst if you squint, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, porn with plot, tw!coercion, you and sukuna are fucking in a temple, this is kinda long and barely edited
a/n. this was loosely inspired by eurydice and hades, if you know you know. i enjoyed diving deeper into some darker topics and exploring sukuna with a breeding kink.
Cloaked in the dim glow of candlelight, you knelt before a modest altar adorned with symbols of the underworld. Your eyes, reflecting a blend of sorrow and determination, were fixed upon an ancient relic representing Sukuna, god of the realm below. With clasped hands and a voice filled with quiet strength, you uttered fervent prayers, seeking solace and sanctuary within the hidden temple. The flickering shadows danced in rhythm to your whispered pleas, creating an atmosphere of otherworldly reverence.
“Please," you whispered, lowering your head beneath the flickering candlelight, the shadows emphasizing the pain in your eyes. "Hear my prayer, Lord Sukuna. Bathe me in all your glory and breathe life into my every desire."
Dealing with the gods was dangerous, a fact you were well aware of, but what other choice did you have? In a world where women were mere possessions, you refused to succumb to a fate of being bartered off like livestock. Each day, you faced the prospect of being presented to suitors—elderly men whose former wives had long since died. It was a fate you couldn't accept. You aspired for more than to become someone's wife; you desired to etch your name into history, to be remembered for more than just a marital tie.
no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind boggling, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride
credits to: @kimiimaus
this is poetry
living with choso might have just been the best mistake of your entire life. the intended plan was for you to finally get your own place but when you get there the place is in shambles. you got your deposit back when you threatened to get the police involved because the place looked nothing like its pictures.
choso had offered you his spare bedroom time and time again but you couldn't. choso was already such a good friend to you and you just didn't want to impose this on him. but of course, you're not even given a choice to ask him because the moment choso finds out how messed up your new apartment is he's already taken your stuff back to his place.
you're two months in and you realize choso and you had fallen into a pattern. a pattern that you hope won't everbreak. you wake up and choso's already made breakfast for the both of you. he says he's used to it from when he and his brothers used to live together, even though he only makes enough for two.
when you both arrive home from work, you either go out for food or order in and then of course you guys watch movies. "what do you mean you've never seen toy story?!"
"i didn't have much of a childhood, so i haven't seen a lot of movies" he mumbled quiety. for the rest of the night, the two of you had a toy story marathon with tons of snacks (provided by choso of course).
choso knew you loved to snack, so he learned to find your favorites in bulk. anytime you saw you snack on something when you hung out, he would memorize its name so he could buy more. he wanted to make his apartment as comfortable as he could for you. his place was meant to be yours.
sometimes the two of you would fall asleep on the couch together, all cuddled up together. however, it didn't start out like that, at first you would lean on choso's shoulder hoping he wouldn't mind. and eventually, he got annoyed with you just leaning on him and pulled you into his arms. you wanted to protest but you enjoyed it so much that you instead leaned into his body. whenever he'd feel you get comfortable in his arms or his lap he'd whisper "good girl" in your ear. coming from him those words drove you crazy and you wished you could hear them more.
on some nights, after you've both had a long day at work choso tends to carry you back to your room when you fall asleep. he even kisses your forehead and you've caught him doing it and you wish you had the guts to confront him on it so bad but you're happy here. so why risk it?
when choso works late you bring dinner to him and the two of you eat in his office. he always tells you, that you don't have to. that he can bring you dinner instead but when you warn him that you'll nice out he easily shuts up. you guys don't get to watch movies but you do get to talk.
"how's yuji?" you ask him after setting his food on his desk.
"enjoying college life apparently, nobara said they're going to a frat party tonight," he says while chucking.
"do you miss him?"
"why would i miss him when i have you?"
in your mind, there was no way he could've possibly meant that romantically. even after he changed the topic you were still thinking about it, thinking about what he meant and what could be going on in that head of his.
during the weekends, choso spends all his time with you. if you want to go shopping, he pays for everything, buys you lunch, and carries all your bags. he tells you it's in exchange for all the dinners you've bought him even though he's already paid you back for those. and when you get home he helps you try them all and all he can do is compliment you, like you're all his, "these jeans look so fucking good on you, can you only wear them in the apartment? just for me pretty girl?"
and you'd agree to his pleas cause, let's be real you only bought these jeans cause he keep eyeing you in them. and they way he cursed, you knew he wanted you because you felt the exact see way.
maybe living with choso a little longer wouldn't be such a bad idea.
❥ a/n: a little drabble to make up for not posting the college au choso fic yet.
our first date would be signing a marriage contract nothing too crazy 😝
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❛ YOU GET ME SO, SO SOAKED! ❜ gojo satoru x fem!reader
content: smut smut smut + mdni │ pussy slapping, fingering, dacryphilia, clit stimulation, mentions of overstimulation and edging, slight fake sympathy, squirting.
note: praying this would at least show up, had to private the other one bc i literally took out almost all of the header images and it still wouldn't show!!!
plap! . . squelch!
"s─shtop! i─it feels weird!" a pathetic whine escaped your swollen lips. he's been going at it for hours now, and it's overwhelming your senses in a discomforting way. "shh baby, 's okay . . just a little more c'mon." he reassures, shoving his fingers inside your pussy with no remorse.
"see? it feels good, hm?" he hums, the pad of his thumb rubbing tight circles around your puffy clit, "i─it feels weird! too much!" you babbled, fingers coiling around the wrinkles sheets, to which were soaked with your previous orgasms, "satoru!─" you squeal out, back arching as you tried lifting up your hips, an attempt to pull away from his fingers.
"c'mon, c'mon, you're doing so well f'me hun . . y'can take it." he shushes you, his long fingers now withdrawing from your sopping hole. a cheeky grin curls up from satoru's pinkish lips, leaning down to pepper kisses against your wet cheeks. you whine, legs twitching and shaking from any caress that runs through your soft skin.
plap! plap! . . squelch! squelch!
"n─no, noo! no more!" you cry out, tears threatening to spill down your cheeks, your hand trailed down to grasp on his wrist, taking the advantage to stop his ministrations before he goes too far. but it didn't seem like it could affect satoru. an amused smirk curled up satoru's lips, watching on how you tried to stop him. but it didn't look like he would stop any time soon.
he's so mean.
"ah-ah, hands off." he spoke with a firm voice, but his gentleness was still present in his tone somewhere. despite his cruel actions on making you cum for the nth time, the way he speaks is like talking to a baby, but his words are definitely mean. with a flick of a wrist, he pulls your hand away from his wrist, noe continuing on doing his job on making you cum.
"please, satoru. ." you sniffled softly, more tears pooling down your flushed cheeks as your vision went to a haze. you really couldn't take this longer, and it was making you frustrated. "think you can squirt f'me pretty girl?" satoru asks, tilting his head slightly to the side, "n─no, i don't think i can. . ." you whispered, voice trembling and slowly turning more high-pitched. satoru chuckled, giving your pussy another slap, "silly girl, don't say that. . c'mon baby, squirt f'me yeah? you can do it," he slowly shoved his fingers back in, adding another digit along the way, "i know you can do it, sweetheart."
you could almost feel his fingertips brush through your g-spot, making you writhe beneath him like a slut. you panted heavily, hips now occasionally bucking against his fingers like a dog in heat. "thaaaaat's it, good girl." he praised, the continuous squelches of your pussy erupting around the room. your moans grew louder and vocal, coming close to your high before finding yourself gushing out a translucent liquid from your pussy. a loud gasp escaped your lips, clinging onto the bedsheets as you squirted all over the bedsheets.
satoru's fingers withdrew from your pussy once again, letting your juices make a puddle underneath you. "fuck─ there we go baby, let it allll out. . ." he giggled, his fingers brushing through your pussy once more and playing around with your clit, making your body jolt at the contact.
"think you can do that again for me, sweetheart?"
oh, you were screwed.
⠀⠀⠀jupiterizo 24' : all rights reserved.
This is so hot please gojo just spare me a crumb
