Toji Fucks You Like This. And Even With All Of The Gasping And Whining, You Still Squeeze Him Like Your

I hate when people think xiao is super dominant and he’s gonna top you big time. no no. the second you lay him down and sit on top of him with your hands running down his toned torso, he’s covering his face blushing. literally such a sensitive little mess. although, a possessive xiao is something i definitely have to agree with. he’s definitely one to get himself worked up and jealous over something so stupid and end up grabbing you by your neck and fucking you ass up while telling you your his. <3

Demon Slayer x OP Female Reader

⚠️[Warning: Spoilers for Demon Slayer]⚠️

While reading the manga or watching the anime you fall into a deep sleep unaware of you being sucked into the world of Kimetsu no Yaiba

Isekai style- You are falling higher than a 100 ft from the sky

When you do hit the ground you are completely unharmed which is weird but you’ve read enough fan fiction to know you won’t die from entry

You happen to land in a forest and are forced to walk aimlessly because you have no skills in navigation

You were sure that the sun had set and risen three times and yet your stomach hasn't growled even once

You barely slept either which you thought was weird but took it as your adrenaline pushing for you to find someone

When you came across a little cottage with familiar looking little boys

They looked so familiar but you tried to understand where you had seen them

You eventually decided to try and talk to these kids

“What are those weird clothes you have on?”

“Where did you come from?”

“Why do you look like that?”

You tried to answer without giving away any actual information

Judging by their clothes and the style of the house you guessed this was Japan

Your only refrence was from all the historical anime that you’ve watched before your isekai

A woman who you assumed was their mother came out and gasped when she saw you

“Oh! Young lady please come inside you look as though you’ve been through a tornado!”

You didn’t think you looked that bad but you said nothing as she prepared a bath for you

You both talked while she did your hair

You told her that you woke up in the forest and had been walking around for three days

At least some of that was true

“Ah Tanjiro! Come meet (Y/n).”

You knew where you were now…and you were scared

With in the Winter months the Kamado family would be slaughtered by the king of demons

You debated running away even as they treated you with kindness: clothing you, feeding you

And you near melted at the fluff this family was constantly perpetuating

Tanjiro was your friend but you knew he wasn’t weak he’d push through and bring justice for his family same with Nezuko

What you couldn’t ignore was the deaths of the baby you held and the little girl who wanted to brush your hair

You ultimately decided on the second day of your stay that you’d fight for them even if it was hopeless

You owe it to them

You would start trying to help Tanjiro with his chores: carrying wood, selling firewood, helping villagers

All incredibly muscle driven work– that you oddly found much easier than you should have

You were able to hold tons of wood in one arm no problem even the Tanjiro struggled with two

Your speed was extremely increased which made you the designated hunter especially when the family witnessed you chased after a warthog that had ran into the town

Every one of your senses were increased: hearing, smell, taste, and your intuition

You honestly felt great you could exercise without sleep for days

You did have some drawbacks not sleeping for days resulted in a weird hibernating state

The amount at which you had significantly sky-rocketed leaving your stomach growling even after a full meal with the Kamados

You hoped to at least practice a sword style so you wouldn’t just be swinging something around

The only swordsman you could find was in the town over who had to be convinced through crazy stunts that you were worth teaching

The dreaded day you were fighting against was truly unknown

The only flag of notice being the snow

Something you couldn’t really measure in another town so you tried to write often

You do encounter Muzan Kibitsuji while learning how to fight

You’ll see him walking along the street, suit and all while you're out buying your week’s worth of Ramen

You make eye contact with him and you speedily make your delivery home

You couldn’t make a scene like Tanjiro did you knew these people and even if they believed your story they’d be nothing but fodder for the demon

“I’m glad you could make it. I was worried I’d have to come get you.”

You stood tall and proud at the open door of the dojo opposite to the demon at the end of the walkway. You could practically hear the western duel music and see the tumbleweed roll by as you kept your grip on your sword.

He moved first. Darting to chop your head with a rigid hand. You were surprised he wasn’t too fast for you to register, turns out overestimating him was a good call on your part. Unfortunately your internal praise overclouded the lessons you vigorously prepared for.

“Eek!”

On reflex you punched him square in the face, the flush of wind and dust was all you felt as he smashed against the ground like a pebble on water. You opened your eyes to see the demon lord stay settled in the broken ground, unmoving.

“How. Dare. You. Punch. Me?!!”

You could hear the veins on his head popping out as he steadily came out from his Muzan-shaped crater. You hopped down from the steps. Your best play was your knowledge of the future and your ability to endlessly banter with a villain who’d never give you the time of day. Out of any roasts that a 100+ year old demon would understand you decided to expand your realm of fanfiction knowledge

“So-uh Muzan, do you like have sex with people?”

“Excuse me?”

“Like I’ve got friends who are wondering if you do that sort of thing since you think you're better than humans and stuff.”

You were out of practice when it came to socializing and as a fan you were generally curious if the smut–that you definitely never read– was what really went down. Muzan was cringing. You were cringing because he looked so disgusted. Embarrassed, you decided to beat the growing heat on your face with your first slice, which allowed you to return back to your previous position. You watched as his arm fell after trying to come closer to you.

SO COOL YOU JUST DID AN AWESOME DELAYED ANIME SLICE!!!!!

“Eeeeee I’m so cool now!”

You couldn’t help squealing and kicking your feet up behind you. Of course you practiced but you’d never actually do it for real. You stopped. (Y/n)! You’re fighting a demon right now! You can’t be doing this. You looked up ready to fight only to find Muzan also having his own breakdown. He was holding his face blocking your view of him as he stumbled from his place on the ground.

Did you get one of his eyes?

You didn’t think so but before you could do anything your sensei walked out from the dojo. “(Y/n)? What’s going on?”

Suddenly the threat of danger had returned. You were able to make it just in time to block Muzan from demolishing your teacher.

Your sensei watched as you and this mysterious monster battled faster than their eyes could ever register. The only time he did see anything was when the dust settled. This mysterious man was far away standing on the wall of the dojo and you were holding a boulder that was en route to his face. He wanted to ask you but in a wisp of amazing gusts of wind you were chasing after the demon on the rooftops.

You chased him out of the town into the nearby wilderness, always thwarting his attempts to hurt the people.

“Don’t Forget this Kibitsuji! I’ll get you!”

As he disappeared among the trees, you felt all that you had said was as good as cursing out a platypus. As fast as you were, this event was noticed by most who had questions and eventually called to you for answers.

The weight in your stomach churned, you were worried that the plot was beginning and the death of the Kamado family was near. You fought the tears as the feeling of loss tightened your throat and made your hands sweat. You couldn’t cry now so you relied on the belief that if you can’t help them you’d help who you came across. You sat down those that would listen and explained the existence of demons and their desire to feed. Many didn’t believe you but those who did were willing to plant the Wisteria seeds. Their drive and desire to learn had you speaking about demons into the early hours of sunlight. While helping them plant you had discovered a new ability.

You stuck your hands in the dirt, fighting sleep with the goal of helping. Your eyes were fluttering closed– “Hey the flowers gow for them!” You awoke to the shock of a villager’s booming voice and pointed finger at your buried hands. Your hands had been pushed up where a Wisteria sprout was bedded.. You looked at your hands, incredulous, as you walked, hovering your hand over the dirt, willing these trees to spring up. In your adrenaline and pure excitement you had created enough to fill the entire perimeter of the town.

In appreciation the town promised to keep your existence and knowledge of the demons secret per your request. You had stood just outside the main gate, packed bags, and friendly waves of goodbye before you collapsed. You apparently were too tired from pushing your new body’s limits and were reaping the consequences.

When you awoke it was Winter and you were told to have been sleeping for nearly three months. You wasted no time running at Quicksilver speeds to return back to the mountain edge where the town the Kamado’s frequent.

When you arrived in the little bustling village it was mid-day and by pure coincidence you faced a busy Tanjiro helping around the town.

“Tan–COUGH--jiro! Hey!” You were hunched over catching your breath, closing your eyes in discomfort, missing the hard headed boy darting in your direction.

CRACK

You were glad in this world you were so much stronger– you thought, as you wobbled on your feet. The untoned muscles of the future demon-slayer held your dazed form in a hug; when you gained your bearings you squeezed back. He had so many questions.

“WHERE WERE YOU ALL THIS TIME?”

“WHY DIDN’T YOU RESPOND TO MY LETTERS?”

“D-did you miss me?”

You told him about a self discovering journey not necessarily yours but one that had you being lost and fighting the elements. You figured now wasn’t the time for him to know about everything you had been through. And you could tell when his nose twitched and he cutely tilted his head exactly what was happening. In his typical thought process you were sure he questioned the smell but couldn’t voice his concerns with your interruption. You lightly put your forehead against his and smiled at him. He smiled too and you both stayed locked in each other's gaze until one of the local boys started teasing you.

You waited for him as he completed his tasks and finished selling his coal. It was dark now and you both decided to start heading up the mount.

“You should stay the night, demons are out there.”

The words that followed solidified your horror. This was the day. As Tanjiro conceded and turned to Old man’s Saburo’s home, you couldn’t stop yourself from looking at their trail. You didn’t want to sleep. You wanted to try again. But when Tanjiro turned to you, creasing his burgundy eyebrows and intertwining his hand with yours, you found yourself asking.

“B-but I can go up there. Get home to them I can–”

“(Y/n)” His voice was low and pleading, begging you with his eyes. “Please. You’ll see them tomorrow.” You turned to the forest but his hand stopped you tugging you back into those soulful eyes, ”Please (Y/n). Stay with me.”

His whisper was like an undeniable rule that must be obeyed and that is what you did. You let him hold you as you were eventually pulled into sleep. When you awoke, the smiling face of Tanjiro almost made you forget exactly what would happen on this day.

To be continued...

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Synopsis: Running out of food in the middle of the sea, lucky are the Straw Hats for being near a marine base...during that time of the year where government dogs gather up for the ballroom, and admirals show up last for a dance contest. Now you're on a mission with Luffy to rob them clean of their food stocks and make it out alive.

CW: f!reader, originally a request by @chibiluluffy for a black reader, reader is lightly described as very attractive & similar to Hancock + Nami in personality, reader has infinity power (basically gojo in the op universe lol), reader breaks a few bones here and there hehe, needy kisses from Luffy, jealous Luffy, quickie in the shark submerge yay.

The gut wrenching sound of a bone being crushed reverberated the empty halls of the ballroom. 

Your heel dug into the back of the unknown marine boy as you held his now twisted arm in your gloved hand, your head turned to search for Luffy; sighing heavily, your digits loosen their hold, letting the passed out marine flop on the floor. Cupping the sides of your breasts with each hand, your palms slid down your curves as if to brush away nonexistent dirt from having touched the marine. 

“Now, where did he go?” Your features scrunched into a frown. “I guess it can’t be helped with this delicious aroma,” you murmur, shrugging. 

After taking it upon you to drag away the marine into a random room, you tied him up to prevent any more problems by leaving him free. 

“We have about three hours then we leave,” is what you told Luffy.

It has been an hour since you snuck with Luffy, there was less than two hours left, then it will be time to unite with the crew. With a hoist of your wrist to read your watch, you hum; you still had more than enough time to wander around before the admirals arrive for their little dance contest. 

First, the most important part is that you have to find this idiot of a captain. Second, you seduce the poor guards, then knock them out, and take their wallets for Nami. Lastly, you rob their food stocks for the crew. If it all works in your favor; you’ll make it out unharmed before Kizaru and Akainu arrive. 

The clicking sound of your heels bounced off the walls for you had made it around a random corner. “This place is complex,” you groaned. 

Too many corridors, your goal of finding Luffy was unnecessarily prolonged by the endless passages you had to go through. 

Two deep voices, of what seemed to be strolling guards, they echoed through the hall that you were about to round into. Smirking as you chuckle, you pat your hair, straightening your form, and with an extra push to your breasts—you wait for them to halt in front of you. Coming face to face with the puzzled men, you caught the rosy tint that painted their cheeks as they let their unabashed gazes traverse your physique. 

“Hello you two,” you spoke in a sultry voice. “I seem to have lost my way.” You stepped closer to one of them, trailing your fingers up his chest before resting an index under his chin. 

He gulps thickly, licking his lips as sweat beads accumulated between the folds of his scrunched skin. 

“Could you lead me to the kitchen?“ batting your lashes prettily, “pretty please?” you added. 

“Y-yeah! Yes, of course I can!” the marine exclaimed. His eyes were almost mistaken for hearts while his partner winced with a nudge of his elbow. You could tell that he was fighting the urge to give into his hungry eyes, unlike the idiot who already fell into your trap. Your brows furrowed briefly, you had to do something about that one. 

Letting your thumb brush over his bottom lip, his knees wobbled, smiling like a goober in love. 

“Let’s go?” You lock your arm with his own, pulling him to move forward as he mindlessly babbles incomprehensible love words. 

His partner was quietly watching the idiot who was leaning into your random touches, you let them walk you until you spotted the massive doors of the kitchen. Your eyes went wide for a brief moment, spotting your wanted poster, along Luffy’s—they both stuck out at the top of the board near the doors. 

Unforeseen trouble was going to erupt if these two noticed.

You caught a quick glimpse of the quiet marine, his hand was sliding into his pocket to reach for the emergency snail. 

“Oh, no you won’t,” you growled. You twist to crack the lovestruck idiot’s arm, causing an ear piercing scream to erupt from the depths of his chest. Aghast, the other stumbled on his feet as he fell on his behind, his hands fumbled with his pocket whilst desperately trying to grab the snail. You brusquely raised your leg to smash his face into the floor. Huffing in irate, you glance at the janitor’s room; letting out a sigh as you drag them inside. 

They were both out cold from shock, and pain. Quickly, you dug around their pockets to collect every berry you could find, then stuffing them between your breasts.

Lucky me. 

After finishing the job of bonding them with the random cloths; you skipped merrily towards the kitchen. 

Peeking to search for the insatiable fool, he was exactly there, just as you expected from him. He chomped and swallowed all there was to serve, the staff were clapping while cheering in awe at how he could handle that much food. Nobody had noticed his identity in the disguise you had forced him into. 

“BACK TO WORK EVERYONE! THE ADMIRALS ARE ARRIVING SOONER THAN EXPECTED!” A woman yells loudly, causing the staff to panic as they rush back to work—leaving Luffy alone in the corner to continue stuffing himself.

His eyes lit up when they caught yours, almost opening his mouth to scream out your name before earning a threatening glare with a finger over your lips. He frowned, sulking in his seat childishly.

A soft gasp slipped past your lips as a girl, who seemed to be younger than you, walked to stand right in front of you. 

“G-guests shouldn’t be here!” she stutters timidly, making an idea glow in your head. 

“Oh I’m sorry. I was sent to rate the food quality, but I seem to be lost,” you said, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear with a soft smile. Her face darkens a deep red, her shoulders tensed, and her lips thinned into nothing but a line. 

She is nervous.

“I can show you the way there, please follow me!” She bowed to show her respect before opening the door to walk next to you. You motioned for Luffy to follow behind, and he more than happily wasted no second in doing so. He walked quietly behind you, his hand eagerly reaching towards your gloved one to hold onto it. 

“Uhm, miss?” 

“Yes?” 

“Oh! Uhm—nothing! It’s nothing, please never mind me. I’m sorry.” She clutches the hem of her apron, tilting her head down as she bit her lip. 

“If you have something to say, then do it,” you cock a brow at her with a blank expression. 

The girl gasps, raising her hands to wave them around, and with a shaky voice she speaks, “nonono it’s really nothing…you’re just—you’re really pretty,” she turns her head away in abashment. She jumped at the loud cackle from Luffy, seeming to have just noticed him.

“You’re annoying, I don’t like you!” He laughs harder. An irate nerve protruded from your forehead as you turn around to whack his head. “Be nice,” you said. Pointing a finger at him in a threatening manner before turning to smile at the frightened girl. “Don’t mind this idiot. Thank you, cutie,” you pinch her cheek. 

Upon reaching the exit, she gave you the last directions to find the stocking base outside, “I’m not supposed to leave this edifice,” she said. 

You wave goodbye at her, then walk away with Luffy’s arm around your shoulders as he curiously lets his gaze wander around the street. 

“That should be it.” You grin, picking up the pace to not waste more time—Luffy was already a few feet ahead of you with his drool cascading down his chin. 

Facepalming with a shake of your head, you rush after him, albeit both were soon halting in place as a multitude of voices were heard from a distance. You shared a wide eyed look with him, “so many,” you whisper. 

“Who cares, let’s just beat their asses,” Luffy says. “We have to go back to the shark submerge,” you mutter.

Luffy giggles, cracking his knuckles with a smug grin twisting his lips. 

“You idiot,” you whispered, pinching the skin between your brows. When advancing towards the back of the small establishment, there was a crowd of around twenty, if not more, marines gathered in front of the huge doors. It seems they expected to be robbed which resulted in putting that many guards. 

“Stay here, don’t you dare move,” you bare your teeth at Luffy, causing him to pout. Shimmering eyes glued on the way you pushed your breasts, and tidied yourself. His tongue poked to swipe over his lips, sucking on his bottom lip as his gaze landed on your lips. 

You moved to round the building, but a firm grip on your wrist yanked you back. Luffy’s mouth latched on yours, his hands traversed down yours sides desperately. You gasped into his mouth as he grabbed a handful of your ass, squeezing harshly. You feel his hardness poking your thigh while he grinds against you, moaning and gasping softly into the kiss; he just couldn’t get enough from your lips. 

Notwithstanding that you had a mission to accomplish, he forced himself to pull away before falling into the chokehold of his amorous impulses. “Sorry, I just had to,” he panted heavily. “I messed up your lipstick too,” he leans to press a peck as an apology. 

“It’s alright, it’s better like this anyway,” your lips curled into a smile to which he returns an even brighter one. 

You make your way towards the big group of marines, they all tense up, yet salivate at the sight of you. 

“Who are you, madam?” One of them asked. 

“Hello to you too,” you nearly scowled at him. 

The marine yields away with his rifle, seemingly abashed of himself from the look you gave him. 

“Fucking dumbass, that’s why you’ll never get a girlfriend!” Someone shouted at him. The owner of the voice emerged from between the small crowd, a disgusting smirk on his filthy face; he groans loudly once facing you. 

“How can I help a beauty like you?” He reaches for your hand to which you swat away with a grimace. 

The marine gasps in offense, causing the others to cackle at the rejection they witnessed. “How fucking dare you,” he points he rifle at you, “I’ll put a hole through your skull, you bitch,” he growls. His knees shook under him as his hands trembled, and his teeth were grinding against each other as he dared not shoot.

“You bastard, she could be an organizer, we’ll all be in trouble if you kill her!” Another marine toppled the butthurt guy, his rifle drops next to him as he scurries back from it. It was easy to tell that he had never threatened or killed anyone, and you were definitely the first for him; on top of that is the bored expression you held as your gaze alone penetrated holes into his face. 

“I’m sorry about him, he’s a newbie,” he sweated, “please ignore him,” the marine added. 

Your eyes flickered towards the head peeking from the corner of the building, Luffy’s anger was radiating its heat through the air. You suck on your teeth to make an irritated sound, “it’s fine, I need you all to go back to the entrance to greet the admirals,” you clap in faux exuberance. 

They all wince loudly, the thought of having to meet the admirals was enough to make their skeletons crawl out of their skin. “Yes, ma’am!” he salutes, turning around to order the others to get moving. 

You almost giggled, if it wasn’t for the watchful piece of shit screaming out about your wanted poster. 

“That’s [L/N] D. [Y/N]!” he emerges with his rifle. “The partner of the vicious pirate, strawhat Luffy!” He adds on. The marines' bodies went rigid as they panicked between one another, in a blink of a second, all rifles were pointed at your unamused self. 

“You bitch,” he growls as he shoots without hesitation. 

You grin at his puzzled face. 

Panic-stricken faces, all rifles that pointed at you had begun releasing the bullets loaded into them. The marines screamed in horror as you continued watching them with ennui seeping through your skin.

“What the hell are you?!” A short one screamed as he backed away. 

“Infinity is the convergence of an immeasurable series,” you slap the bullets away, “anything that approaches, the infinity slows down and never reaches the user,” you chuckled. Your feet crossed each other as you took small steps towards him, “I’m too beautiful to be treated like this,” you clasp your hands together dramatically, along a pout and sparkling doe eyes as you bat your lashes at him. “Don’t you think so?” You push your breasts together with your inner elbows innocently. 

“YES, I’M SORRY!” Hearts on each pair of eyes that you could find, “WE’RE ALL SORRY,” two others screamed together as they dropped to their knees. “PLEASE FORGIVE US!” They bowed like trained dogs. One after the other, the group of marines were all a giggling mess on the floor, slobber running past their mouths as their perverted minds were running wild on dirty thoughts. 

Luffy was still watching you from behind the wall, it was clear how frustrated he was, he wanted to beat them all up. However, the menacing look you shot him had made him pout as he backed away with a frown. 

“None of you deserve to see my beauty for free,” you slam your foot on a random’s shoulder blade. Digging your heel into his skin, you spoke, “shouldn’t you all pay me for merely existing?” 

“YES!” The short bastard stumbled forward with his thick wallet, it was loaded with cash, much to your delight. With lovestruck faces, they all began gathering whatever money they had on them; you grin in satisfaction as you stuff everything between your breasts. 

Luffy growled under his breath, his lip held teeth as they dug harshly to puncture into little wounds. 

“Alright everyone,” you yelled. “Why don’t you unlock the doors for me,” you wink at them, causing them to roar like animals. They rushed towards the small establishment with the burning ambition of pleasing you. As soon as the corridor was revealed, a shockwave of heavy haki rippled through the air; knocking every single one of them to the ground. 

Luffy sighs, making his way towards you with his head down. 

“Ah Luffy,” you pat his head gently. “I’ll treat you once we’re back,” you peck his lips. Luffy hums, still pouting. Grabbing his hand, and advancing to the storage room; you began taking what Sanji had asked from you while Luffy munched on some fruits, already holding onto two filled bags. 

The marines slowly gained their consciousness—without a word, Luffy grabbed your bags as he hurried towards the shark submerge. You quickly followed behind, “Luffy be careful,” you reminded him. 

Jumping into the shark, Luffy is quick to grab your hips, and place you on his lap. His cock was harder than before, “feel that?” he asks. With the taut grip on your hips, he began dragging your core against himself; letting out breathy moans with each drag. 

“Fuucckkk…” you heaved out. Standing on your knees to allow him some room, he tugs at his zipper desperately, raising himself to pull down his slacks along the briefs. Your gloved hand wrapped around his length, pumping him gently as you leaned to claim his lips. The kiss is slow, fervently savoring each other’s taste, together with the feeling of your lips pressing against each other. He moans into your mouth, begging to feel your warmth envelope his cock. 

Breaking the kiss, you pull your lace panties to the side, your slick already smeared your inner thighs. And your cunt was more than lubricant and ready to take all of him at once.

You teasingly rubbed the bulbous head against your clit, sucking your bottom lip into your mouth at the blissful sensation burning in the pit of your stomach. 

“Y/N please,” he whines. You chuckled softly, pushing just the tip of his cock was already making Luffy’s head go blank. “M-more,” he stutters. 

You lowered yourself fully, an abrupt movement that was too much for him, his loud gasp is followed by a deep groan, along with a thrust of his hips. “Ah, you feel so good,” he grunts.

Your eyes crossed as they dip behind your head, the heavenly feeling of his protruding veins kissing your walls was making your head spin, it felt too good. 

Luffy’s lack of self control was proved when he hastily began thrusting into you, his clumsy hands reaching to knead at your chest. He blinked away the sweat that glided down from his forehead to his eyelids, narrowed eyes foggy with lust; he tried his best to keep his eyes open. 

Heavy breaths resounded the shark, along the filthy squelching sounds of your cunt sucking him into you. 

“So close,” you gasp. 

“Me too,” Luffy manages through his cracking voice. His mouth was once again taking over your own, tongue messily brushing to intertwine together as your bodies shook violently through a blast of your orgasms. 

Panting heavily, you pull away to fix yourself, steadying yourself over the controller’s seat. 

Luffy speaks, “I heard Franky added cameras here,” he giggles. Loud laughter bubbled from his throat at your horrified face, you gawked at him whilst he continued wiping his cock without a care in the world. 

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Let's see if this becomes the Luffy fic for the week.

Gamer boyfie Kuna headcanons

These headcanons are inspired by @windlullaby-arts super sexy fanart of gamer boyfie Kuna. You said you would like someone to write about him, so I did it ;) I hope you enjoy it! Thank you so much for blessing us with that sexy art!!

Pairing: Sukuna x Reader (female) Genre: fluff + smut Word Count: 1.2k Warnings: 18+, smut, cockwarming, dirty talk, creampie, oral, cum-eating, possessive Sukuna, implied possibility of getting overheard during sex. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who looks so cool and so sexy, sitting there dressed all in black with his cute cat-ear headset, eyes focused on the game he is playing. But when you walk into the room, he always has time to wink at you and make a kissy face.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who is so proud when his teammates hear you through his mic and ask if that is his girl.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who loves to show you off when he asks you to join him and his boys for a game. But who gets possessive when they talk too much to you and try to hit on you in the chat. "Back off, I know she is perfect, but she is mine. You wouldn't stand a chance against me anyways."

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who smirks so smugly when you walk over to him and press a kiss onto his cheek afterward, whispering in his ear that he is your only, while he starts the next round with his online friends, who complain that they already miss you.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who grins when you crawl under his desk and unbuckle his belt and open the zipper of his skinny black jeans. Who bites his lip when his thick cock slaps against your face before you take his gorgeous dark-pink tip in your mouth and suckle so sweetly on it.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who tries his best to play a good game, even while you blow him under his desk. But in the end, he can't hold back and just fucks your mouth. One large hand lands in your hair, tugging on it, and his hips buck while he moans, "Fuck yeah, princess, that was worth losing that round."

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who, under normal circumstances, plays to win and, in most cases, does win because he is good at everything he does. But on the rare occasions when he loses a game (without you being the cause), he will throw a fit. Flaming everyone, getting banned, throwing his mouse against the wall, and then complaining when it doesn't work anymore.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who isn't scary in those situations, though, but rather ridiculous because he becomes so dramatic. And you know he would never shout at you or hurt you. To you, he is always the sweetest devil, purring like a kitten when you coo at him and scratch his undercut, and run your fingers through his slightly sweaty pink hair. "Aww baby, did you lose a game?"

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who sighs and pulls you onto his lap, pressing a kiss to your shoulder and telling you something about how those other guys clearly used cheats! Because it cannot be that a gaming God like Sukuna loses!

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who needs lots of kisses to get over the defeat. Strong, tattoed arms wrap tightly around you, keeping you on his lap while he licks into your mouth with his pierced tongue until your head spins.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who whispers hoarsely in your ear, telling you to stay on his lap while he starts a new game. It feels so good to snuggle against him, feeling his firm muscles under his shirt and his toned arms encircling you.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who gets hard when he has you so cutely on his lap in your little skirt, feeling your warm pussy press against him through your thin panties and his jeans.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who slips a hand into your panties while waiting for the game to load, playing with your pussy until he has you whimpering and squirming on his lap.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who smirks and pulls your panties to the side, murmuring to you softly, "Keep me sweet company, princess. Wanna feel your pretty pussy on my cock, keeping me nice and warm while I own all those losers."

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who tells you your pussy is his good luck charm. "See, I can play even better when you sit on my cock, my sweet thing."

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who makes you whine because it feels so good to cockwarm him while he plays round after round, your pussy stuffed with his thick cock, feeling so full and so loved when you snuggle against him and just feel him.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who looks at you with a passionate fire in his eyes when he is finished playing, and his large hands land on your thighs, kneading them while he rolls his hips upwards to push his thick cock deeper into your wet heat.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who tells you in that sexy low voice to ride him right here on his gaming chair. "Let's celebrate my success with a victory fuck. Thank you for being my lucky charm, baby."

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who looks so sexy when he lets his head fall back against the headrest of his gaming chair, his cat-ear headset askew, eyes closed in pleasure, and lips opening in soft groans, while you ride him.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who smiles when you get up from his lap afterward, with wobbly legs and his warm cum running down your thighs. He doesn't let you get far but stops you with his strong hands, making you sit on his desk, pushing your thighs apart so he can lick your pussy clean, driving you crazy with his tongue piercing against your clit.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who also loves to play games with you, basking in the quality time you spend together. He is always very biased towards you and lets you get away with everything, letting you win and get the loot. No matter how ambitious he is, when it comes to you, he is fine with losing.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who thinks it's incredibly cute when you take his place and sit on his gaming chair wearing his cat-ear headset, playing the games you enjoy.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who spends hours playing on your account to unlock a special achievement for you so you get the mount you want so bad. Who grins broadly at you when he calls out to you, "Hey, princess, come here and look what I got for you!"

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who laughs softly when you squeal and throw your arms around him. "Oh my God, Kuna!! Thank you so much, baby! But this must have taken hours!" And Sukuna just smirks that irrrestible, sexy smirk and tells you in that velvety voice, "You know I would do anything for you, princess."

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who always makes sure to log off after a while and spend some time with his girl because, after all, you are his favorite toy, and playing with your pretty pussy gives him more satisfaction than any game could.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who hopefully turned his mic off before he fucks you hard on his bed, or everyone will hear your cute moans, letting them know how good he fucks you and that you only belong to him.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, who doesn't just take a break from gaming to fuck you but also to take you on cute dates, or cook with you, or just lie on the couch with you, his big body curled around you, hugging you from behind, cuddling and kissing you while you watch your favorite shows together.

++ Gamer boyfie Sukuna, whose top priority will always be you. His princess, his love, his player 2.

HE GIVES ME BUTTERFLIES 😭😭😭 Thank you so much for reading! Seeing that gorgeous fanart drove me crazy!! I went into obsession mode and couldn't stop writing, and suddenly it was dark outside lol. Now I want to sit on his lap the whole time while he plays aaaaahhhhh!!!

I hope you like gamer boyfie Kuna!! Comments and reblogs would be very sweet 💗

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tags ⥂ 𝐦𝐝𝐢, PwP, established relationship, blow job, kissing his sweaty balls, praise, gagging, Toji can’g help bug make you take of his cock into your mouth, mentions of past recordings

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Standing between Toji thighs, admiring your husband. Whilst he lifts barbell, his thick arms bulging as he lifts it. As his abs clench, the angry lines from raged fueled work outs begging for you to bite and lick.

There is a clink of the barbell taking a rest, as Toji set it down. Grabbing his bottle of water and hand towel, holding the bottle out to him. Whilst he sit up, taking the water to chug down.

Wiping the sweat dripping down the side of his face. Whilst asking, “Do you want me to suck the sweat off your cock?” Cupping your ass whilst lowering the bottle.

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single dad!ran who stares you down head to toe, wondering if you're a good enough babysitter for his four-year old daughter. he doesn't say a word as he judges your appearance and posture. the silence is intimidating. one wrong move and you're fired before you even get the job. luckily for you, a small nod from the older man chases all your worries away.

single dad!ran who sneaks a peak every one in a while, curious as to why his little girl giggles whenever you come around. he doesn't get what's funny, but his heart warms a little when he catches the slightest smile from you as you look at his daughter. maybe you're not as bad as the others, he thinks.

single dad!ran who chuckles at the sight of you and his little girl sprawled out on the floor of the living room in the middle of the night with colouring books strewn all over, packets of snacks opened, and a smile on his daughter's face as she sleeps soundly in your arms.

single dad!ran who watches from the living room as you twirl around in your sundress, dancing in the kitchen with his daughter. he's convinced that at this point, you're a natural at taking care of kids, especially his.

single dad!ran who finally has the courage to press his lips onto yours while your back is against the wall. to your surprise, his kisses are gentle and his lips are soft. he's nowhere near as rough or ferocious as you imagined him to be. "fuck. i've waited so long for this," muttering under his breath as his large hands roam your body, squeezing your ass and breasts as if he were frustrated.

single dad!ran who pushes your head down into the pillows as he ploughs into you from behind, muffling the sound of your moans and cries. it's embarrassing, really. the way you scream daddy! shamelessly while his daughter sleeps soundly in the room right next to his. "you'd really make a perfect mommy huh," he smiles as he pumps you full of his cum for the nth time tonight.

cw pregnancy mention, gojo has a daughter, minors dni

Satoru has a fussy one-month-old in one arm and a cold bottle of pumped breastmilk in the other. 

It’s the dead of night, somewhere between 2 and 3 am, and it’s been just a little over three hours since you last fed the little bundle of joy, but she’s especially squirmy at this moment, and your husband has swooped in to collect her before she can wake you fully. It’s been a rough past few weeks, especially for you between recovering from a not particularly easy birth and dealing with the expansion of your little family from two to three. Gojo may have wished with every ounce of power that he could make your life easier - if he could have had the baby himself he absolutely would have - but he can only do so much. 

And he does everything he absolutely can. 

Bouncing her gently in his left arm, he sets up the bottle warmer, then leans on the counter to rock your daughter slowly back and forth. He has about six minutes to burn as he waits for the milk to be ready, and considers returning to your bedroom to glance over at you as you sleep. You’d been truly exhausted, loosely clinging to his neck as he moved you from the couch to tuck you into bed, murmuring his name and a sleep-softened word of thanks. It’s a relief so small that he offers you and yet you’re always so grateful, even with your eyes closed and barely conscious.

He loves you so much. 

Your little girl is so tiny in his arms but her weight in his hands is something incredible. She’s quieter now, still bundled warmly, and Gojo holds her with two hands to take her in fully, as he does so often these days. Clear blue eyes mirror his and wisps of white hair peek from under one of the many hats his students knitted for her. Despite the fact that she is his spitting image, he still finds it so hard to believe that she truly belongs to him. 

Him. He is her father. She is his. He is hers.

Her gaze at him is so focused sometimes that it feels almost like a challenge but his heart swells the longer he looks at her. He kisses her forehead then holds her close to his chest.

An alert goes off and he picks up the now warm bottle to test it on the back of his hand, then moves to the living room to feed her. 

His daughter closes her eyes as she drinks but Gojo cannot take his eyes off of her. He hums as she suckles and strokes at her cheek every so often with his thumb. She favors him so much in appearance but he’s constantly searching for you in the baby’s features, and he always finds it. You are her mother after all. 

There’s a saying that men who have a lot to prove are blessed with daughters, and at least in this case, it is proven to be true. He promises with every fiber of his being that he will be so very good to her and of course, to you.

garbageman!endeavour who notices how you only seem to remember to bring out the trash once you hear the truck rounding the corner of your street — sporting your fluffy pink gown and equally as fluffy pink sliders as you waddle out of your house with multiple bags in tow.

and because garbageman!endeavour is on road ahead duty, he always catches you do it whilst hes leaning against the brick wall of your apartment complex, sly smile on his face as you seem to struggle.

“need any help?” he’ll gruffly ask each time, and you always reject.

but garbageman!endeavour knows the only reason why you reject his help is through pride, because when you come up to him for quick chats after you’ve dumped the bags, your breath is always haggard.

“no. but ill tell you when i do.”

and garbageman!endeavour has to think twice about whether the way you bat your lashes at him, or the way you always comment about how big he is, means anything. it can’t, because surely you see the fat silver band that he always adorns on his left index finger and heed the frequent passing mentions of his kids.

but one week, garbageman!endeavour notices you’re out earlier but with no bags in tow and how the cut of your gown is much lower than it needs to be.

he nods you a good morning from the wall, no words leaving his mouth in case they end up betraying him but he didn’t have to — you were ready to do that for him.

”not gonna ask if i need any help today?” you muse

garbageman!endeavour cautiously looks between you and the garbage area behind you.

“you usually dont need my help”

“but today i do.” you say as you start to walk towards the side gate of your apartment complex building.

garbageman!endeavour knows he shouldn’t have followed you back there, and mentally apologises that his wife forgive him, because you don’t even have to initiate anything before he’s pressing you against the wall and laps his lips against your exposed skin.

it doesnt take long for things to escalate. garbageman!endeavour knows hes short on time and so hes frantically tugging the rope of your fluffy gown instead of simply untying it. when the gown parts, hes trying his best to get an eye full of your voluptuous body, even tells you to ‘leave it on” once he sees you trying to shrug it over your shoulder

garbageman!endeavour easily frees his cock from the restraints of his grubby work trousers rather than tug it down, his weapon long and flushed pink at the top. you want to marvel in it’s length and size but garbageman!endeavour isn’t giving you the time to as he quickly scoops you up with no qualm at all — one hand on your back and the other underneath your ass — and hovers you over his cock. he easily slips himself inside of you, and he lets out the most desperate moan because your cunt is so much warmer and snuggier than he could ever imagine.

garbageman!endeavour doesnt even let you adjust! already his hips are pistoling back and forth like an animal in heat, his big hands surprisingly holding you securely in his grip.

and you feel so thrilled yet so disoriented because who knew a man was strong enough to hold a woman like you without any support?! not forgetting how full you feel taking him because he fills you up in all the ways you couldnt imagine.

the two of you romp as garbageman!endeavour holds you mid air, your insides clench over his mighty cock and garbageman!endeavour is sure he’s seeing stars

the position isn’t sturdy concerning garbageman!endeavour is holding all your weight and so you latch an arm around his shoulder. but still, hes got you good enough that you’re able to use your other hand to clamp the fat of your breast and pinch at the perky nipple, the sensation euphoric in accumulation with garbageman!endeavour long thrusts.

but time is growing short because garbageman!endeavour can hear the churn of the truck and the shouts of his colleagues nearing your corner — but still — he’s determined to finish what he started.

“shi’. shit im gettin’ there.”

he feels your hand try to push away from him but your moans are just as wanton as his.

but garbageman!endeavour’s too committed, too pussy drunk to heed your signs seriously. because he’s so determined that he needs this. that he needed to leave you with a reminder of him, a reminder that you needed his help.

but in all honesty, you already knew this was going to be the outcome. clearly, seeing as he was a man with four kids.

“f-fuck, imma…i ha’v tuh—”

before you know it garbageman!endeavour is slightly hunching over as he unsolicitedly pours his wet seed inside of you, his groan guttural as he finishes loudly besides your ear.

garbageman!endeavour was a fan of the experience — surprised he didn’t feel much guilt afterwards either. the man was wretched enough to sleep besides his wife each night with no qualm or plagued mind about what he’d done.

that is, until a few months down the line, he notices how you still waddle to bring the garbage out front, but because of your rounding belly that peaks from underneath your gown.

Dilf! Suna who fell in love you the minute he ran into you in the street

Dilf! Suna who immediately rizzed you up and gave you his number

Dilf! Suna who pretended like he didn't have kids but his ex wife dropped them off without him knowing.

Dilf! Suna who honestly panicked that you would leave because his age was shown by his teenage son standing at the door

Dilf! Suna who bought you a bunch of expensive gifts that showed up at you college dorm door to try and win you back (but he never lost you in the first place)

Dilf! Suna who took you on expensive trips oversees in grand hotels on your break

Dilf! Suna who would stuff you with his big cock on the king size hotel mattress

Dilf! Suna who begged you to marry him while he was balls deep inside your undergrad cunnie

Dilf! Suna who bought you a big diamond ring and showed you all his volleyball achievements

Dilf! Suna who fucked you on y'alls wedding night with his big Olympic gold metal around your neck

Dilf! Suna who really fell in love with you when he saw how good you were with his kids

Dilf! Suna who never pressured you to interact with his ex wife because he didn't wanna make you uncomfortable

Dilf! Suna who got you pregnant the night you graduated college

Dilf! Suna who brought all his friends over to shove in their faces the pretty young wife he had

Dilf! Suna who honestly became a better man beacuse of how tantalizing your pussy is