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uggh hero touya and toga uggggggh :((((((((

this art will always make me want to bawl my eyes out because what do you mean we could have pro hero touya and health assistant toga only if they had decent parents??

(I hate mha society so much)

“you don’t believe that sex is the most intimate thing that two can do together?” you repeat sukuna’s previous words with a raised eyebrow, skepticism lacing every word you spoke.

“i had concubines before i was devoted to you. do you really think i see intercourse as something significant?” he doesn’t even spare you a glance, all four of his eyes focused on carefully peeling the fruits resting in the bowl in front of him (mangoes, to be specific. a special order he put in with uraume for you). your eyes narrow at his words.

“so you don’t see intercourse with me as something significant?” that earns you a roll of his eyes.

“i don’t recall those words leaving my lips, woman.” he glances at you with a bored look, already much too used to your antics and the nonsensical conclusions you often pulled from his words (“it’s called reading in between the lines, ryo.” you had insisted. he chose not to debate you on it).

he sighs when you go silent, seemingly waiting for an explanation from him that would fix the small pout gracing your lips. he would’ve let you sulk if you were anybody else, but you weren’t.

“i realize the significance humans place on it now that i am yours, but i partook in the act purely for pleasure before you. it was simply to fulfill my fleshly desires.” he doesn’t need to look at you to know that the frown on your face still hasn’t faltered. in fact, the displeased look on your face probably only deepened upon the mention of him being intimate with other women.

“human customs are foolish, that will never change.” his hand lifts to your lips, a cube of mango held delicately between his fingers. he continues speaking only after feeding you the fruit.

“but if my stubborn little wife sees it as something of importance, then it shall be so.” he says the last part with a sense of finality, as if it was a part of his life that he accepted a long, long time ago.

you contemplate his words for a moment, your posture easing against the lavish pillows of your shared bed. you stall on swallowing the piece of fruit on your tongue, considering a question in that ever curious mind of yours.

“what’s significant to you, ryo?”

he pauses for a brief moment but doesn’t answer, simply bringing another piece of fruit up to your lips (whether the action was out of care or to keep your mouth occupied was unclear).

his lack of an answer was as good of an answer as any, though.

this was significant to him. the way he cut and fed you soft fruit with hands that had slaughtered armies, handling you as if you were made of fine china. never yelling, never arguing.

the king of curses devoted himself to you because deep in his heart he acknowledged his subservience to you.

that is what’s significant to him.

Me reading Chainsaw Man: damn, Fujimoto is so good at writing compelling female characters, how does he do it

Fujimoto: women are evil and scary and they want to cut off my dick

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Contains: mentions of infantilization, dom/sub dynamics, praise kink, mommy kink, it's pretty freaky, lmao.

Suguru is most definitely the most devoted pleasure dom.

Suguru loves you in ways you can not begin to comprehend. He's so unimaginably gentle and sweet. His "let me take care of you" attitude doesn't waver one bit, doesn't let you lift a finger. You don't even have to beg for it but he does like when you do.

His favorite positions are ones where he can see your face, cow girl or mating press for example, loves having you on his lap, however he won't let you put in any effort, he's got enough muscle mass to manhandle you and move your hips for you, just let him <33

That being said, suguru does not like you down there, he should be the one taking care lf you with his mouth, not the other way around silly.

Will playfully threaten to spank you, but his preferred method of punishment is taking his sweet time with you in front of a mirror, but you'll have to work very hard to convince him to be even a tiny bit stern, he loves when you act like a spoiled little princess (chronic enabler) and would rather encourage it.

It's not sex with suguru if he's not constantly praising and cooing at your ear, it honestly gets embarrassing, calls you his precious baby in a sickening sweet tone, his sweet darling, his little sweetheart, his sweet thing emphasis on HIS. He's aware of how embarrassing it gets and relishes in your reactions. He HAS to infantilize you a little bit :((((

Not to be mistaken for humiliation!!!!!! Suguru will not be mean to you in the classic sense. The most he'll do is slightly mock and tease you, will definitely make you say what you want out loud. And coo at your shy little mumbles.

He loves having you cockwarm him completely nude on his lap while you suck on his fingers, his hands would be busy playing with your hair; patting your head; massaging your thighs or breast, or warming up your tummy, loves to gently kiss you on the crown of the head and rub his cheek against it. Bonus points if he has you watch yourself enter sub space on the mirror.

Aside from his fingers, the only thing you're allowed to suck on are his nipples, and god does he love that, call him mommy and he loses it. Needless to say, wishes he coule breastfeed

A huge fan of overstimulation, gives you several orgasms on purpose to have you completely limp and pliant in his arms for aftercare, you absolutely will NOT be wearing your own clothes afterwards either, get comfy in one of his shirts for easy access on the kitchen counter the next morning <33

“you don’t believe that sex is the most intimate thing that two can do together?” you repeat sukuna’s previous words with a raised eyebrow, skepticism lacing every word you spoke.

“i had concubines before i was devoted to you. do you really think i see intercourse as something significant?” he doesn’t even spare you a glance, all four of his eyes focused on carefully peeling the fruits resting in the bowl in front of him (mangoes, to be specific. a special order he put in with uraume for you). your eyes narrow at his words.

“so you don’t see intercourse with me as something significant?” that earns you a roll of his eyes.

“i don’t recall those words leaving my lips, woman.” he glances at you with a bored look, already much too used to your antics and the nonsensical conclusions you often pulled from his words (“it’s called reading in between the lines, ryo.” you had insisted. he chose not to debate you on it).

he sighs when you go silent, seemingly waiting for an explanation from him that would fix the small pout gracing your lips. he would’ve let you sulk if you were anybody else, but you weren’t.

“i realize the significance humans place on it now that i am yours, but i partook in the act purely for pleasure before you. it was simply to fulfill my fleshly desires.” he doesn’t need to look at you to know that the frown on your face still hasn’t faltered. in fact, the displeased look on your face probably only deepened upon the mention of him being intimate with other women.

“human customs are foolish, that will never change.” his hand lifts to your lips, a cube of mango held delicately between his fingers. he continues speaking only after feeding you the fruit.

“but if my stubborn little wife sees it as something of importance, then it shall be so.” he says the last part with a sense of finality, as if it was a part of his life that he accepted a long, long time ago.

you contemplate his words for a moment, your posture easing against the lavish pillows of your shared bed. you stall on swallowing the piece of fruit on your tongue, considering a question in that ever curious mind of yours.

“what’s significant to you, ryo?”

he pauses for a brief moment but doesn’t answer, simply bringing another piece of fruit up to your lips (whether the action was out of care or to keep your mouth occupied was unclear).

his lack of an answer was as good of an answer as any, though.

this was significant to him. the way he cut and fed you soft fruit with hands that had slaughtered armies, handling you as if you were made of fine china. never yelling, never arguing.

the king of curses devoted himself to you because deep in his heart he acknowledged his subservience to you.

that is what’s significant to him.

currently mourning the gojo concept i wrote on here and then deleted bc some irls started following me. sigh.

post-post clarity when you're looking at your post on the dash like who gives a fuck. delete

mdni!! (ﾟωﾟ)

satoru pauses in the middle of when you’re fucking to squeeze his eyes shut and thank whatever higher beings out there that he has a big dick.

because despite literally being born the strongest, he’d be damned if he couldn’t fuck you the way he does. he could handle living without the six eyes and limitless but not being able to fuck you correctly?? he’d rather drop dead on the spot.

Tomura Shigaraki

Shōta Aizawa

Touya Todoroki