#choso lemon

[yanderemommabean]

Choso who insists on doing everything with you. Showering with you, having his muscular arms wrapped around you, head against your shoulder as he breathes you in. It’s one of the few times he gets eerily quiet, just basking in the warmth with you, feeling you against him and grounding him back to earth.

Cooking for you, getting antsy when he sees you grabbing for anything sharp, demanding you either let him do it or at the very least allow him to handle all heat and sharps. You explain that you aren’t a child and know what you’re doing but he doesn’t listen, doesn’t /care/. Besides when he makes it, you always say it tastes special! Not that you need to know what he adds everytime…

Slides in bed beside you, pulling you into his chest, wishing you didn’t put on pajamas at all so he can feel all of you, wanting to let his fingers map out your skin so he never forgets the feeling. You just try to lay on your side but that just gives the man access to your thighs, that he’s more than happy to show appreciation for, especially since you insist your underwear stays on if he’s staying a night.

(Said underwear is sniffed desperately when you’re alseep. He jerks his cock in long, languid strokes to savor it as he inhales your musk, mouth watering and begging to feel you on his tongue).

Choso being a clingy, perverted and protective yandere 💕💕

-Mommabean

#sorry for typos #mommabean #yandere Choso #yandere jjk #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere smut #yandere lemons #yandere male #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #I LOVE CHOSO

[rovsemyri]

I smoked away my brain..(plug!k.choso) ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚

❄️UP ON MY GUMS , (I THINK THEY GOIN NUMB!)

now playing: demons- a$ap rocky

cw: plug!choso / drug dealer!choso, soft dom!choso, fem!reader, dubcon (kinda; sex under the influence), car sex, praising, riding, pussydrunk chosooo!, plot(kinda?), unprotected sex, creampie ₊˚ෆ₊

synopsis: it’s a friday night after work, you finally have the weekend off! stressed, you decide to call your plug, choso. you met him through one of your closest co-workers, yuiji after finding out he had a brother, since then, I guess you can say that you became choso's favorite customer — ★ (intended lowercase)

levy's note⭒⊹ ࣪ ˖: not my best work (i wrote this while i was high) :( but the show must go on. i had the idea to add visual links but i didn't know if people would be cool wit that, so lmk! tyy :) *there may be spelling errors,etc*

╰⟢ it was a late friday night and you didn’t have work tomorrow, so what did u do? called choso, your plug of course. though he was your drug dealer, you knew him a little bit more than his other customers, might even say, you got special treatment. choso was always laid back, he hated people in his business so not many people knew much about him, you wouldn’t have met him if it weren't for yuiji. 

 when he arrived, you stood outside the car door , just talking for a moment before he asked if you wanted to chill for a bit, suggesting you smoke a few blunts and talk…as you know, he always enjoyed your company. 

“so how you been, ma?” he asks, passing you the blunt as he fights a grin asking you the question. taking it from his hand, you take a pull before answering, “ tired, work has been stressing me out lately, but i’m doing okay” you flash him a small smile before taking another pull from the blunt. “you've been staying after hours, right?” he laughed a little, you could tell he was already buzzed. “you stalking me?” you ask, keeping up the light mood. passing the blunt back to him, your body began to feel heavy. 

“nahh, yuiji told me. the boy never shuts up about you, he’s worried bout you”, he says nonchalantly, taking another hit from the blunt. “you gotta take it easy for realll” his words slowing down a little. you could feel your head start to spin as the car became filled with more and more smoke, making your brain blank a little. “i’m doing fine though! just make sure you tell him to not worry when you get back” you laugh a little at the fact that yuiji worried about you and told his brother. choso takes a few pulls before outing the blunt. “you ain’t fine, you just said you was stressed” his words slur a little, the bud getting to his head. “ know i had smoke with you real quick, mama” he says with a grin on his face, pulling out another pre-rolled blunt, passing it to you with his lighter.

“being generous tonight, cho?” you smile at him, lighting the next blunt. “ you said you were stressed…you know i gotchu.” he says looking at you with a soft expression, making eye contact you try to avert your eyes. though choso was your friend’s brother you couldn’t help but admit he was so fucking hot. he was the quiet type, never spoke too much about himself or his life, he was a chill type of guy. that's what made you take interest in him, he was a mystery, really. 

you continue to spend the night just talking, getting things off your mind. choso was always a good listener and it seemed like he loved to listen to you talk. you could sometimes feel the way his eyes are glued to your lips as you're talking…or when he thinks you're not looking, you could feel the way his low eyes trace your figure as you tell him about what's going on. your mind gets more and more intoxicated as the rotation continues several times, somehow he’s still going, waiting for you to tap out or break the box. 

it's getting later as you both continue to talk, rotation going back forth as well, reminiscing about the past you both giggle and laugh. the euphoric feeling takes over your body, you haven’t felt this high in a really long time, you almost feel yourself twitching. choso lets out a soft laugh before passing the blunt back to you, his eyes low and red. “hmmph, cho, you’re not tapping out yet?” you pout giving him a playful hit on his arm before taking the blunt from his slender fingers. “think you could out smoke me, baby?” his tone lowers, a grin plastered on his face, laying back in his seat he watches as you look surprised at the name he called you. 

“of course i can!” you reply quickly with a smile on your face. “what you suggestin’ , girl? we try?” he says, his words slow and slurred, looking up at you making eye contact with you. 

you tried to avoid his eyes as you took another hit from the blunt, you couldn’t help but think about how hot he looked when he was high, you thought maybe shit was just getting to your head. 

“why you keep lookin’ away from me, ma?” he couldn’t help but laugh a little, clearly intoxicated. he passes you another blunt again with his lighter, willing to give into your little game. you kill off the blunt before looking at him, taking the next blunt from him to light , he couldn't help but smile. you could tell choso was on a different planet at the moment but you both felt the tension. “ you're gonna regret this, baby. you can’t out-smoke me” his tone was lower than before. you laugh, exhaling before passing it back to him.” you said you were being generous tonight, right cho?” you tease him, thinking that he’ll tap out sooner or later. the rotation continued.

and somehow, you find yourself in the backseat of choso’s car, the two front seats pushed back, making enough space for you to be perfectly sat on top of him. one hand on your hips, gripping them firmly. His shirt and your clothes are discarded and thrown onto the dashboard of the car and on the car floor. your chest pressed against his as he has one hand harshly holding down your hips on top of him, and the other around your neck. smashing his lips onto yours as the hand on your neck slightly tightened as it guided you to keep up with how he was moving. 

his kisses become sloppier by the minute as you grant his tongue access to yours, before he pulls away, loosening the grip on your neck and allowing you to catch your breath. “this is what ya’ get, baby” he groans, his gaze focused on the way your body looked as you were on top of him, trying to catch your breath. you couldn’t help but take a minute to breathe, his hands traveling to your lower body. his two large hands on your hips, gripping them firmly, slightly pushing your clothed cunt against his tightening bulge, his jeans unbuckled & pushed down far enough to reveal the wet spot forming in his boxers..“cmonn, please help me, baby” choso whined, guiding your hips to grind against his bulge through your soaked panties. . “choso, you’re just really high right now, relax” you pat his head before looking down at him, your hands on his shoulders. 

he groans, throwing his head back before pulling you closer to his chest. “fuck, i’m so impatient, girl” he whines, burying his face into your neck. one of the hands-on your hips now placed on ur neck, you almost gasp at the feeling of the slightly tight grip on your neck “cho.. take it easy on me” you choke out trying to keep yourself composed as you could feel how hard the poor boy was under you. 

planting wet kisses and leaving deep shades of red and purple on your neck, you bite your tongue to hold back the small yelps that almost escape your lips each time you feel his teeth gently sink into the sensitive spots of your neck

poor thing, he couldn’t help but think about how badly he wanted to stuff your tight cunt. his head spinning and low eyes making it worse, he needed it. 

“please let me fuck you, baby” he whines into your neck, he couldn’t take it anymore. he barely waits for you to nod before choso let’s out a soft growl, growing needier by the moment, one of his hands moving away from your hips. slowly moving down to your panties.

he brushes his thumb over your clit, “just the tip baby, I promise” he whines, looking up at you with his low red eyes, moving your panties to the side , “promise??” you move one of your hands down to his erection, freeing them from his boxers. “promise, doll face” he says, lining himself up with you, his hands digging into your soft hips. 

you choke back a moan as the tip of his cock enters your soaking cunt. a loud whimper escapes his lips as he throws his head back. he couldn’t take it , your tight cunt was squeezing his leaking tip. he wanted to see how you’d take him sooo bad. 

 “fuck- i’m s-sorry ma but-“ he manages to say through his sped up breathing before roughly pushing your hips down, your cunt stretching around him as he throws his head back in pleasure. “chosoo, you p-promised” you moan loudly. “sorry baby, take it for me… please?” he almost finds himself begging. 

his rough hands hold your body up, rutting his hips into you at a slow but steady pace, allowing you to get used to the feeling, kissing your cervix each time he comes back down. bouncing yourself back on him, one of his hands cup your face forcing you to look at him with your teary eyes. 

he couldn’t help himself from taking in every part of you. he loved watching the way you tried to hide the way your facial expression changed each time his tip hit the right spot. admiring the pretty sounds you made for him and only him to hear. he loved knowing that he was the one relieving your stress. 

““fuckkk .. you move your hips so well. keep riding me s-so fucking good.” he moans loudly before pulling you closer to him. you could swear his voice was louder than yours but he just couldn’t help it. 

you feel the tears well up in your eyes as his pace begins to quicken, pounding into you, the vibrations riding along your sensitive clit making you moan louder with pleasure. “-- ngh! feels good .. s-so good,” you babble, your body getting tired, you lean on his chest for more support. 

your nails digging into his back, the pain almost giving him more energy, he pounds into you harder making the sounds you were making impossible to suppress. you feel the knots in your stomach tighten. 

“c-cumming—m’ gonna c-cum mmph!!” you whine, 

“ cmon baby,, cum on my dick m’ almost there” he groans in your ear as you grip his shoulders tighter. you feel a euphoric wave overtake your body as he continues to chase his high, fucking you through your orgasm, leaving your legs shaking as he overstimulates your weak spot. 

“fuckfuckfuckfuck!--- p-please take it, princess. m’ right there” he’s at the point of tears. your vision is blurry as you watch as he desperately fucks into you. you weakly push yourself back against him, attempting to help him. 

“i’m cumming, p-please don’t stop” he whines loudly as he continued to fuck into you before feeling his dick twitch inside of you, his breathing became heavier. he buries his face into your neck, whimpering as he paints your tight gummy walls white, riding out his high.

he lifts his head, face stained with tears, he looks at you with low eyes, trying to catch his breath. 

“ think ya got one more fa’ me, princess?” 

#gojo smut #jjk hcs #sukuna smut #jjk smut #choso smut #choso kamo smut #choso kamo x reader #kazutora smut #jjk lemon #jjk nanami #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk geto #jjk gojo #jjk imagines #jjk choso #choso kamo #choso my beloved #choso x reader #choso x y/n #jjk yuuji

[theghooligan]

where the fuck are choso’s doc marten moon stompers? the hell were those ugly brown things on his feet? goth babygirl choso deserves his aesthetic mappa.

#tf is he wearing?! #i want those copped black moon stompers from the tiktoks goddamit! #they aint them lemon peppa steppas #at least could have been the lemon peppa steppas if they weren’t going to do moon stompers #the audacity truly #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen spoilers #choso kamo #jjk choso #choso x reader #jjk smut

[cotzucen]

Can't Wait

Choso x reader

Cw: Blowjob, Handjob, Cum, Choso being so... ARGHHH im salivating

A/n: Lil Choso drabble fueled by the new jjk episode 😋

Choso's little noises filled the bathroom we were in, his voice desperately straining and holding back all the dirty sounds he wanted to release, his hands gingerly gripping at his thighs, on the hickeys I had left, adding even more bruising on the the peppered area.

I took his hand and he instinctively interlocked his with mine, but as my hand lured his to the back of my head, his cheeks flushed hot.

"Mmn–F-Fuck Ah–" His hands squeezed around my head gently, a few warm breaths leaving his worn down throat. "Slow–Hn down for me.. Baby..."

I placed my hands down to his bruised thighs, the gust of air making him jolt, my eyes on his making him groan, his hand raising to cover his gaping mouth.

I tilted my head, small smile teasing the corner of my mouth as my hand came back to relieve him. Already slick with my saliva and previous... Releases, it wasn't hard to coax two or three more moans out of him.

"Whaat?– Thought you said you couldn't wait..." The wet noises of my hand sliding on his erection made it harder for him to focus on my words– but, easier on my lips. "Said you wanted me so bad.."

He gave me a pleading look, though with my thumb rubbing his cum soaked tip, it was hard to send me anything but one, pretty eyes squeezing shut and prettier cock twitching in my hand.

One of his buns rested intact, the other half messily undone, some bits sticking to his slightly damp skin, ears and cheeks hot, warm to the touch– I assumed.

Seeing as he started to compose himself, I kissed his flushed tip, a whiny moan– followed by other involuntary jolts enetered and hit the back of my throat, causing me to pull back with a groan.

"That was.." My voice came out a bit sore, a small smirk playing on my lips as I tilted my head to look up at him, but my gaze fell to his length, his seed squirting out so inconspicuously it was almost like it wasn't there. Almost.

The jerks that followed, paired with the heavier flow coating my hand– proved that no, he very much did cum.

"Choso.. You're a bit qui–" His hand moved mine, taking it's place around his dick, left hand coming to cup my jaw– firmly teasing himself on my lips; spreading his milky seed on my lips as his voice trembled.

"You're.. pretty cocky, aren't you?" His lidded eyes travelled down to meet mine, cock twitching at the sight of him slowly sliding past my puckered lips.

#choso kamo #choso kamo smut #choso kamo x reader #i have folded #jjk #choso x reader #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso smut #choso x female reader #choso x you #smut #lemon #drabble #the brainrot is real #jjk choso #brainrot #cotzucen

[a-cyclepath]

{{ ⚠️ Mdni, smut, Choso x Reader }}

Warnings: TBA

Choso being a naturally sleepy man that gets horny at ungodly hours randomly/from being sleepy 🥱😴

A bit of pathetic/needy/desperate/rough Choso written in here

🫡 Sorry if it's bad

"Y/n..please...I'm so hard right now..." Choso mumbled into your ear while you were laid on your side, back facing him as he had turned onto his side to face you.

"Mn...Choso I'm 'eeping.." You mumble back, feeling the half curse slip his hands beyond the hem of your underwear to get a better feel at your bare ass with his larger palms.

"Please? m'gonna explode..." Choso mumbles. "You won't have to do anything...Will fuck you on your side...please...realy need to be inside you please please..." Choso mumbled sleepily into your neck as he began rocking his hips forward, grinding the tented erection in his sweatpants against your backside.

You hesitate, you were tired, but seeing how whiney and beggy Choso got always got you aroused, clenching your thighs together whenever he got like this, and the thought of him whining while fucking his length in and out of you was all you needed to imagine before you nodded in agreement.

Choso, as he was watching your body for signs of consent like a hawk, immidiately gripped your shorts and pulled them down feverishly along with your underwear. His hands were rough as they were big and warm, and he already had one of his huge hands gripping and molding at your flesh as his other hand pulled his sweats and boxers down enough to let his member stand up, freed and needy, leaking with precum already as it was swollen and visibly throbbing, which caused Choso to hornily grimace at each twitch of his cock that didn't happen inside of you, whining in your ear as his hand moved from your ass to your thigh to lift your leg up slightly to afford access.

You flinched as you felt his cock hit your back when it was freed, and felt your breath hitch with excitement when he took control of your leg. He was big, both long and thick, and his balls heavy, which afforded him multiple orgasms whenever he woke you up at night to fuck you, which always had you both up for hours, not that it was a problem or anything.

God he was hot. He growled into your shoulder as he used his free hand to aim and push at your wet hole, his breathing becoming heavy against your skin as he was already a hungry animal without even being inside you yet.

He dragged a moan out of you as he pushed himself upwards into you, making it halfway before he had to pause while groaning out of relief at finally being inside you, his eyes closing as his hold on your leg increased. He whimpered, whined, mumbled, and he was drooling when he continued to push his length inside your squeezing walls that always welcomed him when he was in need.

"oh..my god.." Choso mumbled, moving closer against your back as he nuzzled his nose and face into you as he savored in the warm feeling of your walls before he slowly began pumping his hips.

He started out slow with grunting as you softly exhaled while closing your eyes, but soon he was picking up the pace to a needy one, groaning and whining into your ear directly as he panted inbetween his noises and mumbling, the sound of slapping skin soon filling the area as every hit he made into you sent shockwaves through your body as you moaned his name in a long, dragging sound.

Choso always fucked like he meaned to make sure to remind you he was good at it, always knowing just how to find your spot immidiately as he held you close in a tight embrace while moving his hips at a hard and drilling speed now as he bent and raised his leg slightly.

Both your eyes were filled with pleasured tears, although Choso, more than you, was more vocal and expressive, desperate to hit his release inside you as tears were in his eyes as his voice was chokey and stuttery, his words coming out in cut off chokes and ecstasy filled sobs as his movements began to get sloppy.

"Oh god...y/n....oh god.." Choso mumbled as his head lolled to the side lightly while his hips got even sloppier and harder in his thrusting.

As he thought he couldn't be driven anymore pathetically horny and needy, you came, clenching around him as you ruined the sheets, and this set him off.

Using the force of his body he rolled onto you, your face now pushed into the mattress as Choso was atop you now on his knees, pounding into you desperately while groaning and throwing his head back with one hand gripping the headboard slamming against the walls and his other hand holding your waist. His whimpers were replaced with growling.

He moved both hands to grip the headboard as he looked down at you, admiring your form twisted in tearful pleasure under him before he threw his head back as he saw stars when he slammed into his climax, drilling himself into you as his hot white warm spurted and spilled into you like a flood,his teeth gritting as he narrowed his eyes as his balls tightened, emptying whatever he could afford into you as his mouth fell open to let out a exhale of relief when he felt his vision and general senses return as he was snivelling pathetically.

He looked down at you, watching you panting while grunting occasionally as he looked down at the mess he made your hole, swallowing dryly before he spoke**

"s-..sorry..y/n....I ..umn..made a mess of you again.." Choso apologized sheepishly as he pulled out of you slowly before panting as he watched himself soften.

You caught your breath before looking back at him, smiling slightly, speaking words your poor legs would soon come to regret in the morning..

"It's alright ..I like it when you make a mess of me.."

Choso's eyes widened as his breath hitched at those words, and he was quickly hard again, swallowing again before he mumbled.

"y/n.....I think I need your help again.."

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[dr3mvaalmar]

A Halloween to Remember | Choso x F! Reader

Pairing: Human! Choso x F! Reader

Word Count: 7.3 k

Summary: It was supposed to be a simple school Halloween party. However, upon inviting you to the local corn maze, things take an unexpected turn.

Warnings: Smut, slight nonconsent, public sex, Toji is an ass, Choso is an ass, squirting, vulgar, pain, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, semi-strangers

Note: Yuji is much younger; there are no jujutsu sorcerers; omniscient 3rd POV; slow start

The dim glow of the hunter’s moon set its orange rays onto the dark abyss below, the perfect embodiment of the fear and joy that’s to come. Pumpkins lined every street as well as mischief lurking on every corner. Kids excitedly prepared for the holiday to come as their parents blissfully decorated their houses with a range of black, orange, purple, and green. Stores lined the shelves with autumnal décor and the invasive Christmas to come. It was a particularly chilly day, but it was a sweet escape from the scorching summer heat. The perfect year to enjoy oneself in terror and fright.

“Yuji Itadori! Listen to your older brother!” a voice bellowed through the night as an uproar of giggles flowed down the street. The dark silhouettes of three petite children raced down the suburb. A disheveled man strode down the sidewalk, a stern twitch of his eye as he mustered up enough energy to calm his raging nerves. “It’s dangerous to be out in the street. Get back here!”

“Nuh-uh!” a voice retorted, squealing as a younger girl pounced on him. They all giggled as they collapsed by a neighboring streetlight. The man huffed, clicking his tongue in disapproval.

Taking the chance to catch up to them, the man quickly snatched the hood of the kid’s jacket. Yuji resisted, but to no avail. He finally let his body relax before grumbling to himself childish insults towards the man.

      “Choso, leave me alone,” he whined but the man would not relent.

     “It’s big brother,” was his only response before turning on his heel. He side-eyed the other two children gazing up in disappointment. “Don’t you two have a family to go back to?”

      Choso sat the boy back on the ground and looked at him expectantly. With a final huff, the boy gave in and regarded the two children.

      “Megumi, Nobara, I’m sorry. I got to go.”

      “Fine! If you didn’t want me to beat you, just say so,” the girl grumbled before turning heel with the quiet raven-haired boy in tow. Choso watched as they crossed the street, quickly scrambling to their respective houses.      “I’ll meet you at the party!” Yuji yelled back, two hands cupping the side of his cheeks. “Don’t forget to bring it on!”

     Choso patted the back of Yuji to move forward as they walked back home. Choso's eyes never left his brother’s side. He could’ve used this time to chastise him for being so reckless, but perhaps that would be for another time. There was a gentle silence in the air, aside from the nervous humming from the boy. Kids will be kids, as they always say.

      “Go in and get ready, we don’t want to be late. Gojo-sensei is expecting everyone to be there in thirty minutes,” Choso informed, crossing his arms as the boy scrambled to find his belongings. The kid pulled out a plastic knife from his repertoire of toys but Choso’s scolding eyes were enough for him to put it back. The shuffling and indecisiveness of Yuji made Choso tap his feet. Deciding to intervene, he walked to Yuji’s bedroom.

     The room itself was a mess from floor to ceiling. Choso cursed himself for not tidying it up, but it’s not easy with a reckless little brother. Posters lined the walls of various animated characters as well as video games, comics, and toys lining the floor. Parts of the bed were strewn across the bedroom, much to Choso’s dismay.

     Choso stepped over the blankets, bringing out a costume from the closet. He called for Yuji, assisting the boy in wearing it. Starting with putting on the floor-length robe, then the gloves, and an eerie white mask that pooled blood beneath the transparent plastic. Scream might not be appropriate for school, but the kid has been obsessed with slasher movies. How could he refuse?

Finally, slipping on their shoes, Choso grabbed Yuji’s candy bucket and every menial item the kid wanted to avoid any further fussiness. They walked out into the brisk October wind and out into the car. Gingerly, Choso buckled the boy in and set the items of his in the back seat. The disgruntled man started the ignition, resting his arm on the shoulder of the seat as he looked behind him to back out of the driveway.

Yuji pulled out his phone during the drive there, a mixture of screams and loud noises emanating from the device. Choso didn’t mutter a retort and simply watched the boy enjoy his movies in his peripheral vision. Every time an exciting scene came on, Yuji would bounce and shift in his seat. It was moments like this that Choso was proud to be a big brother. The responsibility was heavy, but the rewards were everything to him.

     Parking by a large brick building, Choso exited the car and aided Yuji in removing his seatbelt. The boy tried to run ahead of the man, but Choso was quick to grab his shoulder firmly as they walked to the entrance of the school gym. All the while, Yuji incessantly asked questions and murmured random thoughts that came up into his sporadic little head. Each instance was responded to with a simple “hm” and “I suppose so” by the tall brunette.

     Choso would admit, he was a bit nervous. He wasn’t one to attend social gatherings or events, but when Gojo-sensei excitedly handed Yuji the flyer for the annual Halloween event, Yuji would be fixated for weeks to come. It was inevitable that he would have to attend as well, as he was his sole guardian and protector. Maybe having something else to focus on besides work and childcare would prove to distract his jumbled mind.

     “Big brother, when do you think Megumi and Nobara will be here?” Yuji inquired, rearing his chubby face to look up at two narrowed brown eyes. His face softened enough to reassure him. However, he wasn’t omnipotent to answer such a silly question.

     “Soon enough. Don’t worry, little brother,” Choso affirmed, his voice cascading at the last part. His stress of raising Yuji showed in the bags under his eyes, but the kid had a soft spot in his heart. His apathy didn’t mask his love for Yuji.

Choso ushered the boy through the entrance with his hand still firm on his shoulder. They made it to a small foyer, a variety of parents and relatives all conversing in one boisterous room. A tall man with platinum white hair leaned on the frame of the double-wide doors. He beamed at them shortly after recognizing them both.

     “Hey-a, Yuji!” the man greeted, squatting down to his eye level. However, from a bystander’s perspective was quite a comical sight. “It’s good to see ya.”

     Satoru Gojo was the only teacher to respect Yuji when the boy attended this school for the first time. Yuji wouldn’t stop talking about Gojo-sensei’s classes, becoming more and more interested in his recent science class. Apparently, his science labs were enough to pique even the senior students’ attention.

     Even now, the teacher has donned a garish vampire costume, fake blood and all. He even added fake press-on nails, a respectable endeavor. Not to mention the obscene amount of sparkles across the outfit…

     Yuji’s toothy grin emerged from his lips as he bounced up and down on his heels upon seeing his favorite teacher. The two of them talked about school as Choso awkwardly stood in the background. However, his mind would still drift along elsewhere.

     Peering around, the man realized he hadn’t been in this area of the school yet. He only occasionally visited to pick up his little brother or attend parent-teacher conferences. Otherwise, he wasn’t too interested in anything, as long as Yuji was happy and learning. Even still, he was impressed they went all out with the Halloween event. Not to mention, it was incredibly busy inside.

     Bat streamers line the walls, as well as kid drawings from the art class with skeletons, witches, and ghouls. Plastic spiders rest on their fake webs and colorful tape lines the gym floors. Each taped square had a specific event, and the intercom would instruct which kid could go where. Specific décor related to that event was strewn around, making a jumbled mess of Choso’s mind. It would be heaven for a short attention span like that of Yuji’s. Choso doubted they could appreciate any of the minute details the teachers implemented.

     “Here, you’ll be in team Black Cat, got it?” the teacher said, pinning a label on the boy’s black cloak. “Miss (L/n) will help you get to your spot.”

     Upon mentioning the name, a (h/c) head bobbed up from the crowd in acknowledgment. She squeezed through two bystander parents and stood beside Yuji and Gojo, Choso’s eyes getting the full scope of her visage.

     “Hello! Did you need me?” the girl answered, looking at the teacher with wide eyes. Her outfit was a long Victorian cloak with dark gloves and a brimmed hat. She held a masquerade-style bird mask in one hand and a wooden cane in the other. Her gaze scanned the three of them before landing on Choso. The man resisted reacting to her stare, but he focused his attention on Yuji instead.

     “Yuji here is with your team, (Y/n). I need you to show him the ropes and get started,” Gojo explained, gesturing to the much smaller pink-haired boy. He smiled upon the mention of his name. He puffed out his chest as if ready to conquer anything.

     “And I assume you’re his father?” (Y/n) asked, looking at Choso with a tender gaze. His body stiffened.

     “I’m his big brother. I’m just here to drop him off.”

     The girl giggled before strapping her plague doctor mask back onto her face. “No need to leave the party so early! Come along, a brother needs his big bro.”

     Although reluctant, with the two adults egging him on with childish banter, he relented.

     “Okie doke, if any of you need anything, I will be with team vampire. Get in trouble and I’ll kill ya~.”

     With a few steps, the white-haired man strode off, disappearing into the crowd. Now, it was just the three of them and strange tension between the two adults.

     “Yuji, am I correct?”

     The boy in question nodded his head with an enthusiastic “Yeah!” earning a giggle from the older woman. Her head upturned to the man. She inspected him, but her smile did not waver. She seemed sweet, but suspiciously so.

     “And what is your name, sir?”

     “Choso,” he murmured, stepping closer to Yuji. He couldn’t tell if he felt intimidated by (Y/n), or if he just felt the need to protect Yuji from the stranger. Regardless, he didn’t feel any ill intent, but he had never heard of her in the past. Yuji would certainly mention anyone he interacted with. He was quite talkative.

     “It’s nice to meet you, Choso. As mentioned before, I'm (Y/n). Both of you can follow me. We’ll go to the blue square over there. Every few minutes the announcer will ask us to change spots. Make sure to keep up!”

     The both of them followed (Y/n) across the building to the blue corner. Various places had competitions and play areas, each with a unique theme and event. Each teacher manned a section, and it was chaos incarnate. Choso couldn’t keep track of what happened where and how. He vowed not to leave Yuji’s side, uncertain of what to expect.

     “Okay, here’s the rules,” (Y/n) announced to the group of children. She placed a hand on her hip, instructing the unruly ones with ease. It was a simple game, but enough to keep the kids busy. They were instructed to play musical chairs. The playlist was a cacophony of cheesy Halloween music. Typical. However, Yuji was the only kid whose attention was elsewhere.

     Yuji craned his neck up to the best of his short ability, peering across the room. It didn’t take long for the instructor to notice, a slight frown tugging the corner of her lip. Yuji finally noticed her gaze, settling on the woman in front of him.

     “What’s wrong, Yuji?” she asked, kneeling to get on his level. He shook his head, his spiky hair a mess atop his head. He looked across the room again, as if anxious.

     “I just want to see my friends...,” he murmured, his voice trailing into a firm pout. A look of disappointment etched across his face. This time Choso attempted to confront the boy, but (Y/n) was quick to respond.

     “Yuji, keep your chin up. Look at me, okay?” the woman said, her eyes locked with the boy as soon as he motioned towards her. She smiled a big smile causing the boy to smile as well. “See? You’re having fun right here, right now. You’re a big scary boy. There’s no need to worry when you’re so strong! Your friends will be here soon, I promise. Alright?”

     (Y/n) held out her pinky and the boy clumsily locked his pinky with hers. They pressed their thumbs together and she cheered in response. The energy was infectious, as the boy opened his mouth and bounced with joy.

     “So I will see them soon?” he asked again, and she nodded excitedly. She guided the boy into the group and Choso softened his gaze on the two of them. What was he so anxious about? Why did he feel the need to be so critical of her?

     Choso watched the group play and Yuji clearly outmatched the other kids. He was a score above even the fittest student, taking them out with ease. All the kids received candy for their efforts, but Yuji received a different prize.

     “Here you go, Yuji!” (Y/n) called out, walking towards the boy with a large stuffed pumpkin. It was easily half the size of the boy, and Yuji struggled to wrap his arms around it. “It’s a special prize for a special boy. You rocked out there. I’m proud of you. See? You did wonderfully!”

     As time went on, team black cat changed into various stages. Yuji was one step ahead of the rest of them. Choso watched from a distance in the bleachers, hands clasped together as he leaned forward for a better look. He noticed Yuji turning his attention towards (Y/n) every time he succeeded in something. Fortunately, the lady was quick to match his enthusiasm, much to Choso’s satisfaction. It brought the edge off his stoic attitude, and he found himself more and more relaxed as time went on. Choso shuffled all of Yuji’s prizes into one big pile each time the boy dropped something off. On top, lay the Scream mask, untouched but not forgotten.

     “Yuji!” a shrill yet authoritative voice called, and Yuji turned his head, staring into the crowd. Two kids approached, one holding her hand up high with a grin, a tooth missing from her front teeth. She swiped her dark hair from her face, the other boy’s hands deep in his pocket. Megumi seemed bored despite the excitement surrounding him.

     “Are these your friends?” (Y/n) asked with a tilt of her head, seeing the change in expression. Yuji nodded and raced towards the two of them, talking about something only the kids would understand.

     “They’re so cute,” the woman murmured, turning towards Choso who seemed surprised at her attention on him. “I like your hair, by the way.”

     Choso reached up towards his messy pigtails, absent-mindedly tightening them upon remembering. The woman before him giggled, her eyes not leaving his side.

     “Thank you,” Choso responded, lowering his arm and awkwardly itching his shoulder. “Are you one of the teachers here?”

     (Y/n) glanced into the background, making sure the kids didn’t run too far. There was still time before the next call to move forward. Even still, she responded while gesturing to another kid to come back to their section.

     “No, actually. I’m just a volunteer. They were short on staff this year and I help out as an aid every now and then.”

     “Oh, I see,” Choso responded with a slight nod. His eyes followed her movement as she sat on the gym benches next to him. She stared forward for a moment as if in thought, reaching up to remove her mask. Then, she turned towards him.

     “Yuji’s a good kid. A lot of energy too. He has some good parents to keep him in check. All the kids love him.”

     “Well, we don’t have parents. They’re dead,” Choso muttered with a shrug of his shoulders. It was so matter of fact that (Y/n) held a hand over her mouth.

     “Oh, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t assume.”

     They both watched Yuji from afar as he ran across the gym. Choso was quick to holler at him to not stray too far, but the kid did little to acknowledge his order.

     “So, you raised him all by yourself?”

     Choso nodded before getting up from the bench. He looked down at her, his tired eyes with an emotion she couldn’t quite pinpoint. She looked away, her strong attitude from before disintegrating.

     “Sorry, but I have to go, Yu-,” Choso attempted to say but before he could finish, Yuji was already next to him. His grin seemed to grow, if that was even possible at this point.

     “Big brother! Megumi said his dad his taking him to the corn maze! Can we go? Please?”

     Yuji’s eyes were pleading and merciless in their request. He turned toward the woman in an attempt to sway her too.

     “But we just got here, little brother.”

     He shook his head, disappointment laden on his face. He turned to look at Megumi, the stern boy from before. He was motionless as Nobara pranced around to keep herself busy.

     “I suppose, if that’s what you want,” Choso said, caving into the boy’s puppy behavior. He turned towards the woman. “Nice meeting you.”

     The boy gasped, his mouth agape. He grabbed (Y/n)’s arm. Before Choso could scold him, he exclaimed, “You should come with us!”

     (Y/n) hesitated, quite taken aback by his offer. She just met the boy, and it would be awfully rude to intervene on their excursion. Even still, his pleading eyes were quite hard to ignore. She looked towards Choso expectantly, while he begged the two of them. (Y/n) was nervous. She couldn’t understand the man before her. His whole demeanor was elusive.

     Then, the unexpected happened. He laughed; a small, miniscule laugh. The woman’s chest tightened as the boy let go of her arm and Choso gestured for her to get up along with him.

     “Alright, she can come with us. What do you think, miss (L/n)?”

     It was not the response she expected, nor did she think he would tolerate her. Even after her terrible first introduction, she felt the need to impress him. Yet, she had no intentions of getting this far. From the moment he stepped through the door, his presence was intoxicating but she would never show her interest so abruptly.

     “Uh, well, I would have to tell Gojo-sensei and then-,” the woman rambled but then paused, holding a finger to her lip. “You know what? Screw it. The night is young. Let’s go.”

     The young boy cheered, and the other two children perked up with interest, finding the group to be even larger than they anticipated. Who was this new person? They were all curious to an extent.

     “Thank you, big brother! I’m so happy!”

     “Anything for you, little brother.”

     The woman followed the group out, careful not to get lost through the crowd. She noticed Choso’s attention on her more often, even if it was through subtle glances. She felt a sense of security.

     All of them arrived at the parking lot. Megumi and Nobara went to ride in Mr. Fushiguro’s pickup, while the other three rode separately. It was simple chit chat and Yuji did most of the talking. However, the atmosphere was a little different. Pleasant.

     Choso acknowledged (Y/n) more and smiled when Yuji was happy. She could tell his tough exterior was a ruse for protecting his younger brother. He was quite amiable for a man of his stature. The way his eyes would narrow when he was happy, or the way he would mess with his hair, one hand on the steering wheel. It was hard not to notice. There was a strong desire to be near him, the woman felt. She just felt so comfortable around him.

“Do you have family, (Y/n)?” Choso asked, his gaze firm on the road ahead. Occasionally, his eyes would glance into the rearview mirror, his interest fixated on her.

     “Uh, I do not,” she admitted, her thumbs shifting in her lap. “Maybe I do, but I don’t know them personally.”

     There was silence for a moment as Choso soaked in the words.

     “I hope one day you feel the unconditional love from family.”

     She nodded but wasn’t sure how to respond. It was a strange phrase, but she felt as if she could relate to him somewhat. Even if she didn’t have strong ties to her family, she wished she had a sister or brother to dote on. However, that’s why she adored kids so much. It was the missing piece of the puzzle. However, she didn’t mind not having a family. Solitude wasn’t as bad as people make it appear.

     “I wish. Maybe one day,” (Y/n) admitted, biting her cheek at the thought. She would like a family, but perhaps in the future through her choosing. Blood is thicker than water, but there was a choice in the matter. Somewhat.

      “You can marry my big brother! Then we can all be family!” Yuji said, beaming with joy at his revelation. (Y/n) choked on air and excused herself, unsure of how to handle the bluntness of the boy. She noticed Choso’s knuckles tightening on the steering wheel.

      “Yuji, don’t say that,” Choso scolded but his voice wavered. (Y/n) wished she could see his expression at that moment. She looked at the seat in front of her where Choso sat. If she leaned forward, she wondered what he would smell like.

      (Y/n) lightly tapped the side of her face with her palm, cursing silently under her breath. She had no time for such behaviors. She had a strong future ahead of her. No need to be thinking about making a family now, nonetheless with a stranger! However, she couldn’t help but think this circumstance was different. A strong desire and a comforting feeling. Like sitting by a fire on a cold winter’s day.

      “Um, I would like to get to know you more, sir. I mean- Choso,” she stated, unsure of how to lift the atmosphere. “If you don’t mind me calling you that.”

      “Choso is fine, thank you,” he affirmed, but she still couldn’t quite interpret his thoughts. What a strange man.

      “(Y/n), do you like anime?” Yuji asked, a sparkle in his eye as he looked at the girl. (Y/n) giggled in response, relieved to have another topic to focus on. She nodded her head and told him about her favorite series. During the remainder of the ride, they both discussed different shows and what they liked most about them. Meanwhile, Choso sat and patiently listened, a soft smile forming on his lips.

     The maze itself was in a secluded part of town. The parking lot was a simple dirt path, and it didn’t have many people besides a familiar truck and a couple of other cars. Surprising considering how close Halloween was approaching.

      “Can we pick out pumpkins, big brother?”

      “Of course, but you should play with your friends first,” Choso replied, leaning over to unbuckle the boy from the passenger seat. (Y/n) couldn’t help but let her gaze settle on the contours of his back, his t-shirt thin enough to see each curve. When the man settled back in the seat, she turned her head to look out the window, hands resting between her thighs.

     “Ready?” Choso asked, a question directed towards Yuji but he smiled softly at the girl as well. Unsure of how to respond, (Y/n) opened the door in time with the man in front of her.

      The pickup with the other kids was nearby, so it wasn’t hard to spot. The kids got out upon seeing Yuji skipping towards them. They all conversed and laughed in unison. Choso turned towards (Y/n) as she trailed behind; her cue to come forward.

      As she walked closer, she noticed another man in the driver’s seat. She realized it was probably Megumi’s father by his jet-black hair. However, the aura he exuded was quite different from the indifference of his son.

      “Hey there, cutie,” he smirked with a brisk wave, hand resting on the windowsill. She felt small under his intense eyes, scrutinizing her every movement. He motioned for her, ignoring Choso and the kids entirely. His actions didn’t go unnoticed, though. “I’ve seen you before. Come ‘ere.”

      He leaned forward, dangerously close to her face. It was her own mistake to indulge in the man’s request, but it was another to not resist. The corner of his lip upturned, the scar on his lip becoming prominent. He retracted resting his elbow on the steering wheel, his hand supporting his head.

      “Ah, so you’re one of the girls from the school. You work there or somethin’?”

      The girl nodded but it was more so a rhetorical question. The man lifted his chin, peering down below to get a good look. He seemed even more amused by the reaction he received, enjoying every second of it.

     “That’s enough, Toji,” Choso ordered with a scowl, appearing next to (Y/n) in an attempt to stop the escalating situation. Toji’s face flipped a one-eighty, motionless as he stared at the intruder. They both stared at each other, (Y/n) unsure of how to approach the two. The kids didn’t pay them any mind. After a painful moment of watching the situation, Toji’s snide grin came back.

      “Ha, you’re no fun. Enjoy yourself, pretty boy,” Toji hissed with a sinister smirk, putting his truck in reverse. He drove away from the group, adding flare to his departure as he flipped the bird from out the window. Choso’s attention was so fixated on the truck leaving that he didn’t notice (Y/n) who curiously stared at him.

     “What was that all about?”

      Choso’s body twitched at the sound of her voice, his eyes wide and wild. His nose scrunched up and he looked away towards the kids, ignoring her comment.

      “Let’s go, (Y/n). Before it gets late.”

      Reluctantly, she followed his footsteps to the entrance of the maze. It was a rather large corn maze, spanning across the field where eyes couldn’t see. It was easy to get lost, but easy to escape from, too. Uncertain, (Y/n) followed Choso rather closely.

      Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara ran straight into the maze without a word from either of them. Even though she knew they were old enough to be able to navigate it, she still couldn’t help but feel nervous. What’s with all this anxiety?

     “Are you sure about this? Choso?”

     His head tilted but he failed to turn towards her. He just kept walking, deeper and deeper into the maze. (Y/n) gasped, shocked by his abrupt rudeness. She could do nothing but accompany him, not wanting to be left behind.

          It was a few minutes of silence. A few minutes of aching nothingness. No words were exchanged between the two, but she knew the tension was thick enough to cut. Any word and she’d collapse at his mercy. She didn’t want to face the wrath of whatever was going inside that head of his.

          Finally, the two of them reached a dead end. (Y/n) sighed as the man turned around, finally earning some sort of acknowledgment. However, rustling in the distance alerted both of them. Thinking it was the kids, (Y/n) opened her mouth to speak but a few more deep voices accompanied the sound.

          She squeaked as she felt a hand clasp over her mouth pulling into a soft but firm body. They walked backward into the dead end as the sounds got closer.

          “Quiet,” Choso whispered in her ear, merging into the stalks of corn. It tugged at her clothes and itched, but she didn’t dare make another peep. He knelt and (Y/n) followed suit, unsure of where this new behavior was coming from.

          “Haha, and she was hollering at me because I left the toilet seat up. Meanwhile, I have to deal with her garbage all around the counter. Ridiculous, right?” an unknown voice bellowed, a man much larger than (Y/n) anticipated coming into view. She could see only a faint expression on his face as he noticed the dead end. “Crap, there’s ‘nother one.”

          “Come on, man,” another voice hollered, the glint of a beer can in his hand. He took a rough swig of it and threw it on the ground, stepping on it in one fluid motion. (Y/n) winced and Choso’s grip tightened.

          She tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but Choso wouldn’t relent. The strange men stood guard, but the position was beginning to cause cramps in her legs. Finally, the men left, and she turned sharply towards Choso, flaring her nostrils.

          “What do you think you're doing?” she hissed, just above a whisper. She shoved his hands away, but he stared at her in a deadpan manner. Incredulous, she attempted to stand up.

          Before she could get very far, a hand gripped hers, tightening every so slightly. It was soft but with a hint of something else, something she didn’t expect from him. But she supposed this night was full of surprises. She needed to expect the unexpected.

          “I need you,” he murmured, just barely loud enough to reach her ears. She was about to ask what he meant but the look on his face was the only answer she needed. Her eyebrows narrowed, and she knelt back down.

          “We should look for the kids. I don’t want them to be around idiots like them,” (Y/n) murmured, eye level with the strange male. She didn’t know what to feel or how to react.

          “They’ll be ok,” Choso conceded, shocking himself in the process. Normally he would be all over his little brother, making sure his every move was monitored. But he couldn’t think rationally, not at this moment. Maybe it was the smell of her neck wafting with faint perfume; maybe it was her ass imprinted on his pants, or maybe it was those eyes that looked up at him, wide and innocent.

          He couldn’t think. He could only react.

          Swiftly, he pulled her hand, causing her to fumble forward. Her breath caught in her throat as he took the opportunity to catch her waist. She was forcefully leaned forward, straight into him. Lips grazed each other as both of their eyes shut, waiting for the impact. The woman sneered, but caved in, furious but tempted. In a boost of confidence, she closed the gap, savoring the taste of his lips, a smoky but sweet aftertaste as she parted.

          (Y/n)’s eyes fluttered open as she retracted, a mysterious veil of emotions overwhelming her now. Too many. She didn’t know whether to be agitated or infatuated. Regardless, she craved more.

          “Do you want to continue?” Choso asked, finally gaining some sensibility. Consent is sexy but it was a little late for that. Her brows furrowed in response, but she laughed a short, crisp laugh.

          “Duh,” she retorted, cupping his cheeks to land another kiss on his lips. “You’re so tasty, love.”

          He chuckled, savoring the moment through the kiss as his lips parted. Taking this opportunity as payback for his brashness, she slipped her tongue through the part, exploring the deep recesses. His neck tightened and his grip held firm on her waist. Her hands loosened and trailed up his jaw to the tufts of hair on top of his head. Her thumb and forefinger absent-mindedly twirled the locks, enjoying the feeling of it running against her skin.

          “Mmhm,” Choso moaned as she let go of him, laying a trail of kisses along his jaw. Meanwhile, his coarse hands slid underneath her shirt, the sides of his hands brushing the outline of her curves. They both giggled as he took the lead, laying her back on the ground.

          It wasn’t ideal for a first, but the cover from the corn gave privacy somewhat. It was itchy but it was comfortable enough. It was hard to pay attention when each touch was so delightfully intoxicating. Addicting. Greedy.

          Choso lifted a finger to his lips, coaxing the woman to stay quiet. His eyes peered from between the stalks, making sure the area was clear of people. Satisfied, his attention veered down at the woman sprawled beneath him, either of his hands framing her face. She looked vulnerable, enticing.

          It didn’t take long for the clothes to come off. He tore at it with a selfishness he never knew he possessed. It was like his motions were automatic. He couldn’t control his desire, his need.

          “You’re so beautiful,” he managed to say in between breaths as he tossed her bra to the side. He almost couldn’t speak the words aloud. A pair of breasts lay before him, teasing him as his dick tightened in his pants. He ran his tongue against his lips, a hunger deep within his chest telling him what he needed to do next.

          (Y/n) wrapped one leg around his side, gripping his hair as he traced his tongue around her nipple. He tested the other breast with the palm of his hand, before sucking and teasing the other. It felt divine, the tender flesh beneath his lips. He couldn’t stop touching her waist, her hips, her thighs… before finally reaching the prize between. He paused, gauging her reaction as she resisted a moan from each touch he inflicted.

          At first, he was cautious, focusing solely on the mounds of flesh before him. Then, after the desire grew too strong, he rubbed the pad of his thumb against the seam of her crotch. Up, down, gently. More and more, until she was at his mercy. He added each finger until he ravaged her as if trying to force the fabric away from her moist sex.

          “Please, Choso,” she whispered, a begging, shrill voice. She grunted as he stopped, attempting to grind her hips against him as he pulled away from her. He couldn’t believe it as he kneeled, her body spread across the ground. Her skin glowed in the moonlight, saliva glinting from her chest. He wanted nothing more.

          He gripped the band of her pants, tugging it off with ease. Her panties were lop-sided and easy to discard. He didn’t want to waste any time. She was fully bare, her knees coming together to hide what lay precious below.

          “Now, now,” he teased, laying each heel of his hand on either knee. He jerked her legs open, her arms flying forward to try to push him away. However, there was no stopping what was inevitable. His face was so close to her slit, she could feel his hot breath against the sensitive spot. Her nerves ignited across her body, sending soft pulses along her spine. “Pretty baby shouldn’t hide her pretty cunt.”

          Choso’s words brought an unfamiliar feeling to well up inside her, almost bursting as he continued his conquest.

          His large hands gripped her thighs as he leaned forward, his nose brushed against the skin atop. He reveled in her scent before losing himself entirely. His tongue glided over her lips before pausing at her delicate clit. He sucked and lapped, sloppily tasting everything she could give him. The lewd sounds threatened to dispel the serenity of the maze as (Y/n) whimpered under his body.

          Choso’s hand lowered into his pants, pulling it down until he had room to stroke his cock. He couldn’t resist, an aching deep within him that wouldn’t relent. He wanted nothing more than to break that tight hole, but he paused upon seeing the sheer bliss laden on her face. (Y/n)’s eyes lulled into the back of her head as he kept up the pace, steady on the motion that she enjoyed so much.

          “Ah! There! Yes, I think I’m about to come,” she gasped, her hands grasping painfully at his scalp. Yet, he didn’t falter, didn’t hesitate. Choso didn’t even know how much time passed, but he had little to care about something so trivial. His jaw ached but it was oh so miniscule compared to his enjoyment in that moment.

          “Oh my god,” she hissed, her back arching and her legs convulsing. He struggled to keep her legs from crushing him with one hand as he continued to pump his member with the other. He couldn’t breathe, but it was a worthy sacrifice.

          Finally, after a few moments of unrelenting possession, she sighed and relaxed her body on the cold ground. Shoving Choso’s face away from her vulva, he took the hint and let her relax for a moment. Again, he stood on his knees, enjoying the woman's form. (Y/n)’s eyes glanced at him coyly, a sly grin creeping on her lips.

          “Continue,” was all she said and that’s all he needed.

          Choso lifted one of her twitching legs, cautious not to overextend it. With his other hand, he let go of his dick, using both hands to remove his shirt, supporting her leg with his shoulder. (Y/n) giggled and leaned forward to touch his chest, using each valley of his muscles as a guide. His stomach retracted as she grazed her nails along his abs. He looked pitifully at her as if to tell her how desperate he was for her wet pussy.

          As much as she wanted him to beg, she relented and relaxed once again on the dirt, allowing him access to everything before him. He didn’t need to be told, as he positioned his tip before her hot entrance. She gasped as he pushed forward, every inch filled her deep cavity. He didn’t even give her time to recuperate, as he thrust again against her sensitive walls.

          With one leg in the air and the other wrapped around his waist, he lifted her rear off the ground. One hand supported her ass and the other supported their weight. It was uncomfortable at first, as he experimented with each thrust. However, the motion became more fluid as he enjoyed the moment. The pleasure spiked and (Y/n) could feel a tension in the depths of her body. The position easily gave access to the bundle of nerves inside of her, his dick hitting the tender spot with each movement. Saliva pooled at the corner of her mouth as she put every ounce of energy into being quiet. However, the perverted smacking of sex alluded to what was occurring in the shadows.

          Choso’s grip became more needy, tearing at every opportunity to touch her. (Y/n)’s hands tightened and ached as she couldn’t control the pleasure rushing through her body. Her mind was afflicted with obsession, incoherent ramblings about the sight of the man before her. Her slick juices coated his shaft, his thighs tightening as her pussy enveloped him entirely. He leaned forward, painfully pushing her legs until the tendons and ligaments screamed in retaliation. The pain was only momentary in her brain, as his lips connected with hers. He continued to pound into her, his feet digging into the ground for more momentum. Meanwhile, (Y/n)’s nails dug into his arms as she was about to peak.

          It only took a few more pumps until that knot inside unleashed and Choso had no choice but to release, pulling his dick out while his hand kept up the pace. (Y/n) moaned as a stream of squirt was expelled from her body, pooling on the ground below. Seeing it was enough to bring Choso to his climax, as cum spilled all over her stomach and wet pussy. It was a total mess, but in the heat of the moment, it was divinity.

          Choso’s chest heaved up and down and (Y/n) crawled out from underneath him, the rational side of her brain finally telling her to escape from the mess below. He let go of his dick, collapsing on the ground beside her.

          “Well,” (Y/n) spoke, breaking the silence. “That was something.”

          Choso could only hum in response, staring at her naked body sitting next to him. After a few moments soaking in the events prior, she tensed as a hand lay against her thigh. Then, he burst out laughing, earning a rather confused woman to gawk at him. She covered her body with her arms.

          “I haven’t had that much fun in a long time,” Choso responded, his thumb rubbing soothing circles along her aching skin. (Y/n) knew she would feel the effects soon, whether it was the pain or the bruising. She also knew that she was foolish not to engage in safe sex. However, the deed was already done. “Do you need a moment, dear?”

          (Y/n) shook her head, twisting to grab one of her shirts. She flicked the dirt off, frowning at the mess they made while high on lust. However, she couldn’t help but smile upon thinking about the silliness of it all.

          “Here, let me help you,” Choso said, guiding her body into her clothes. Any excuse to touch her some more.

          Choso held onto (Y/n)’s body as she attempted to stand, her shaky legs practically giving out beneath her. However, with a few stretches, she managed on her own, smiling at her success.

          “You’re so kind, my prince,” she giggled, teasing the now-flustered man in front of her. His whole demeanor was apologetic, and he seemed to have leveled out since before. Sexual frustration, maybe. “Not to mention that you’re the one who fucked me senseless.”

They both checked their clothes and appearance to make sure either of them was presentable enough to head out into civilized society. Regardless, they made their escape from the brush, ignoring the lingering amounts of cum and squirt that soaked into the Earth. They walked away, leaving their shame and guilt in the depths of the maze, forever and forgotten.

The hunter’s moon trailed farther into the sky and the stars showed more vividly. The sound of howls in the distance resonated across the dark lands. Emerging from the maze, hand-in-hand, Choso and (Y/n) saw the familiar faces of Yuji, Nobara, and Megumi. (Y/n) smiled, waving curtly at the still ecstatic boy.

“(Y/n)! Look!” Yuji exclaimed, showing her a small orange pumpkin in his hands. He shoved it towards her, forcing her to take it. “We should go watch the new Scream movie. Let’s go! Let’s go!”

She glanced at Choso, a lop-sided grin gracing her lips. He returned the gesture, his eyes crinkling in joy. Maybe today didn’t go as expected, but after what transpired, perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to stick around a little longer.

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Jujutsu Kaisen: Gege Akutami

A/N: I haven't written fanfiction in years so I'm a bit rusty. Excuse the cliches.

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Belly bulge hc p2

First part here, featuring Megumi, Toji and Yuuta.

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Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Characters: Choso, Itadori Yuuji, Nanami Kento

Reader: neutral, but a cock is mentioned. Do with that what you will.

Warnings: belly bulging, praise kink, size kink if you squint, cream pie kink

Choso

He's near tears, clinging to you for dear life even before either of you realize something's going on. He's too focused on you to pay attention to something else than how close you are, how warm. But as you draw his attention with soft words and a gentle caress, Choso is left with no other choice than stare right at the outline of your cock, one hand tentatively tracing the shape before pressing down just the slightest bit. You can hear him cry out immediately after, shocked and pleasured, wondering how good it would feel if you were to come inside him. If you encourage him touch himself, you could make him cum as much as you want.

Extra: let him sit on your lap just a couple days after, hair still tied and pants missing as he takes your length as if he was made for that, cockwarming you obediently like the good boy he is, his still and hands clear off of his body in fear that he might press on the lovely bulge of your cock. He knows that if he does, he will cum on the spot, and he doesn't want to misbehave like that, not when he's meant to be your pretty doll for the time being. His flushed cheeks and pouty lips dead giveaways of how flustered and turned on he is despite his effort of remaining composed for you.

Itadori Yuuji

He was looking down anyway, fixed on how your hips moved to meet his, so it's not a surprise to see Yuuji's eyes widening as soon as his belly starts to bulge to accommodate you, a little exclamation of surprise slipping from his parted lips. Tenderly, he lowers his hands until his fingers rest on the outline of his bulging stomach, feeling even tiniest movement of your cock in and out for just a while, before giving in and letting a hand rest on his stomach, messily jerking himself off, basking in the moment.

Nanami Kento

Nanami lets out the softest sigh without even realizing what's going on. By the time he's stretched enough to push in, he's relaxed halfway out of his mind and doesn't so much as look down until you guide him to do so. You can feel him spread his legs just a little bit wider, his free hand wrapping around your neck and the other one gripping your arm just a little bit tighter. Like this, every little gasp and whine is left unobstructed, gaze fixed on the way his body struggles to accommodate you for as long as he can. When he cums, it's with his head thrown back and the knowledge of just how much you had your way with him.

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VITAMIN ME — JUJUTSU KAISEN BOYS + SICK FIC

featuring. gojo, toji, inumaki, nanami, okkotsu, itadori, choso, fushiguro

content. taking care of the boys/the boys taking care of you when feeling sick, all fluff, no warnings 

word count. 2.5k 

SATORU GOJO

He doesn’t feel under the weather often, but when he does, it hits him tenfold. He’s whiny, dramatic, borderline inconsolable, and feels well within his rights to demand your undivided attention, because he’s not usually like this… sick, that is (he is usually whiny and dramatic, no illness in the world could take that away from him).

You and him both know when he’s dragging it, but you can’t help but to feel bad for him. Because when Satoru is sick, he’s sick—you feel like you need to constantly monitor all his vitals, set a timer to make sure he gets medication because he’s so cold and pale and sluggish, it’s worrisome. Of course, he finds the strength to tease you, “You worried about little old me, sweets? Don’t be—‘m gonna be fine, you know. But I hear kisses cure the flu.”

“Not scientifically proven, or peer reviewed,” you tell him, “But you know what is? Tylenol. Time for more, open up, Satoru.” 

“Will I get a kiss? Just a little one?” 

He gives you a hard time, even in sickness, but it’s only because he absolutely relishes being in your care, thinks you’re good at taking care of him; proven by the way you give in with a nod, and then a kiss after he takes his medication. He really does feel like shit right now, but with you here, caring for him, his heart has expanded ten times and a warmth spills into his chest that makes the pain insignificant. Satoru feels honored and humbled to have someone fuss over him like this—to have this concrete reminder that you worry for him and care about him and love him just like he loves you.

TOJI FUSHIGURO 

“You gonna feed me?” Toji grumbles, sounding much less threatening with a frog in his throat, “Because there’s no way I’m drinking that.” 

You roll your eyes, lightly tapping the spoon against the edge of the mug before placing it onto the coffee table and extending your arms towards Toji, “The ginger is good for you. The lemon, too, if you wanna stop sounding like a low-budget villain anytime soon.” 

Toji’s nose scrunches—it’s almost cute, if it weren’t followed by an infuriatingly stubborn turn of his jaw, pointedly away from you and back to the television. You huff, sitting down next to him—or as close as you can get through his mountain of blankets and forcefield of pillows—carefully nursing the cup in your palms. 

Who would have thought that the great Toji Fushiguro would be so stubborn as to let a little cold get the best of him. Him attempting to suffer without cold medicine wasn’t that surprising, but you didn’t think that he’d petulantly refuse tea just because of some ginger. Getting him to take his antibiotics only worked when you told him you’d boot him onto the couch if he didn’t, but that won’t work this time, he’ll call your bluff. 

You sigh, moving a pillow to your other side and reaching over to the coffee table to redeem your spoon. You fold one leg under the other and turn your body to Toji’s, scooping tea into the spoon, giving it a soft blow, and then raising it to his face. He quirks an eyebrow when he feels the steam brushing against his skin, and turns to you with a hellish grin.

He opens his mouth, to say something slick no doubt, but you take advantage of the opportunity to shove the spoon in his mouth, “You don’t get to talk until after you finish your tea.”

TOGE INUMAKI

Despite being a renowned insomniac and someone who is willing to throw away hours of sleep to binge watch his favorite series or complete a new game, Toge does believe that rest is the best medicine. He does take his own sleep seriously—it’s not his fault that most people consider his preferred sleeping hours to be regular waking hours.

So, even though it sounds a bit hypocritical, Toge is very firm about you resting as much as you can when you’re not feeling well. He’s quick to make a cocoon out of you in your two favorite blankets and fit you onto the couch to keep you within sight as he rummages around the kitchen to prepare your meals, and make sure that you don’t skimp out on your medication. He’s got some pretty effective homemade remedies for a killer sore throat, but cough syrup is cough syrup—he knows it tastes horrible, but if he has to force feed it to you, then so be it.

He feeds you spoonfuls of homemade broth and rice to make up for it, giggling as you scrunch your nose from the taste of the medicine. When you’re finished, he lets you tell him off and forgoes teasing you about how nasally you sound as he coerces you to lay down again. You don’t feel sleepy, but when Toge’s lips brush against your forehead, his words are like a spell that makes your eyes flutter shut, “Sleep, my love.”

KENTO NANAMI

“It’s cold, Ken,” you whine, sniffling at the end of your sentence. Kento sighs softly, switching off the light to the bathroom and taking careful strides to the bed. He carefully sits on the edge of the bed, expression sympathetic as you complain about the temperature again.

The room is actually slightly warmer than normal per your earlier request, but he knows you still feel cold because of how high your temperature is. It's exactly why he took your blanket from you—fuzzy, and warm, and weighted would all be enticing and acceptable if you weren’t running a very concerning fever. Kento absolutely hates to say no to you, but he has to do something to break your fever. 

“I know, darling,” he nods gently, settling himself onto his side of the bed. He’d prefer to have the comfort of a heavy blanket right now, too, but he wouldn’t taunt you like that—if you have to sleep without one, then so will he. He should get you another cold towel for your forehead, but you tug on his heartstrings when you scoot yourself closer to him, nose nudging against his thigh. He smiles softly, carefully reaching to tap at your arms, “Come here.”

You shuffle upwards and into his arms, cheek pressed against his chest with your arms coming to wrap around his torso. Kento lets you melt into him and wraps strong arms around your body to keep you close—body heat will have to do for now.

YUUTA OKKOTSU

Yuuta walks—waddles, really—with his blanket over his shoulders, mouth slightly ajar, and a box of tissue in his hand for good measure. He looks cute despite his febrile state, with his nose red and eyes wide and you have to resist the urge to coo at him.

“I thought the Benadryl would have kept you asleep at least a little longer,” you smile, turning off the heat underneath the pot.

“Something smelled good... and I got hungry,” Yuuta shrugs weakly, taking the remaining steps into the kitchen and plopping his body weight onto a stool at the island. He sniffles deeply, setting his box of tissues down on the counter, before pointing at the lowly simmering pot behind you, “Is that… for me?”

“No, it’s for my other sick boyfriend,” you grin, reaching into a nearby cabinet for a bowl. You giggle when you see Yuuta’s pouty expression, cheeks a light pink and bottom lip jutted slightly.

“It’s not nice to make fun of the ill,” he coughs. His façade is waning, already weakened by his sick state, and crumbling when you push a warm bowl of his favorite soup in front of him. You can’t help but to laugh a little louder because Yuuta’s eyes practically grow three sizes and you swear he’s salivating a little. 

He shakes away the shock, turning with a pout when he realizes you’re poking fun at him again, “You’re doing it again. Now you owe me a kiss.” 

“Do I?” you tease, taking the seat on the stool next to him, elbows resting on the counter, as you peer up at Yuuta’s flushed face. You’ll let him ride the excuse his blush being the fever for a little longer, “That’s risky. I might get sick, and I have a very cute boyfriend to take care of.”

“I’ll take care of you, too,” Yuuta all but whispers, tired eyes fluttering to your lips, “In sickness and in health, right?”

He leans down a bit and you meet him for a quick kiss, pulling away to smile, “I thought that was for married couples.” 

“I’ll fix that soon,” Yuuta smiles, satisfied. You giggle, reaching out to poke his red nose and then his cheek to turn his face back to his soup. 

“Well, then go ahead and eat and get well soon,” you muse, leaning forward to kiss his cheek, “I expect a very romantic proposal from an un-sick lover boy.”

YUUJI ITADORI

You should have known that Nobara was going to rat you out sooner or later, if not for your own wellbeing, then for hers—because despite your roommate being a caring soul beneath her tough exterior, she is not caring enough to risk her own health because you’re sniffling all over your shared apartment; especially not before she’s supposed to go on her first vacation with her boyfriend.

On the third day of coughing, Nobara tells you she’s going to camp out with Megumi until her flight, and that Yuuji is the person she’s entrusted with her keys until she returns back from her trip. So, it’s not a surprise that a mere hour later, you find Yuuji all but barreling through your front door with grocery bags in hand, all of which he promptly drops when he hears you hacking out your lungs on the couch, quick to dart to your side and hold your cup as you shakily drink some water.

“Babe! You’re, like, super sick,” he exclaims, now sitting criss-cross on your living room floor, slowly unpacking the grocery bags for a real-time haul, “You should have told me earlier, I could have gotten you all this stuff way sooner!”

“I’m fine, Yuuji. It’s a mild cold at most,” you reassure him, smiling to yourself as he rips open a new box of Kleenex and thrusts it in your direction. He looks at you with furrowed eyebrows, untrusting of your words, before he springs up with the last grocery bag in hand.

“Well, still... I’m not a doctor, but I got all the medications Nanamin told me to get, so we’re gonna get this cold out of you in no time,” he grins, patting your head before leaning down to kiss your forehead, “In the meantime, how about some soup? Oh—I just saw a recipe for something spicy, that should help with your nose right? Or maybe ramen? Leave it to me!”

CHOSO KAMO

You couldn’t help but to snap one more picture of Choso. You felt bad, a little bit, he was tired and sick and probably felt like crap, but he looked very cute when he was sleepy, cuddled up in fuzzy blankets from head to toe, with just enough space to expose his tired eyes and red nose. One more wouldn’t hurt. 

You smile to yourself as you look back at him, slipping your phone into your pocket and walking over to join Choso on the couch. There’s not enough room for you to sit in the seat, so you have to cotch yourself in the arm of the couch closest to his head and gently reach out to move a stray strand of hair away from his eyes. It would make for another cute picture, but you refrain, choosing to lean down and press a kiss to his forehead instead, before standing to start picking up the spare tissue and cough drop wrappers littered around him.

You always tell him he’s going to worry himself sick, and he’s managed to do just that. It was a little fun, a little cute, but mostly, you’re just happy that Choso is resting. You know that sleep doesn’t come easily to him under normal circumstances; if being a little under the weather is what gets your boyfriend to slow down and care for his body, then so be it; you’ll be there to help him out.

You’re about to head into the kitchen, when you’re stopped by a warm hand brushing against your leg. You turn to see Choso limply reaching out of your, slowly blinking awake, before weakly beckoning for you again, “Stay here,” he croaks, “Please?”

You smile, placing the gathered trash onto the coffee table, before burying yourself within Choso’s blankets. You have to do a little wiggling to get underneath him, but Choso doesn’t mind, happily resting his weight against you, eyes already fluttering closed again, not before he lets you a meek, “Thank you. I love you.”

You give him one final kiss to the crown of his head, “I love you, too.” 

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

“Megumi, are you… okay?” you question softly, leaning over the small restaurant table to squint at your boyfriend. You’d been watching him carefully since he’d picked you up from your house, deducing that something was definitely wrong, even if Megumi had been trying his best to hide it.

He could be quiet, but he was definitely not soft spoken, nor did he normally wince after swallowing a bite of his food. You should have known something was off from the start, when you’d held hands on your walk and Megumi’s fingers were warm, and not icicles attached to his palm.

Megumi freezes, mouth gaping slightly, before he closes it and composes himself with slumped shoulders—he’d considered keeping up his brave front, but it’d be futile at this point, so he sighs, “My throat hurts, is all,” he confesses, the hoarseness of his tired voice peeking through, “I had a fever yesterday, but it was fine this morning.”

You lean over a little more, just enough to be able to extend your hand so that the back of your palm meets Megumi’s forehead. It’s warm, to no surprise, and you find yourself tutting, recoiling your hand slightly, with enough space to flick him.

“Ow?” He groans, and you only roll your eyes. You pull back to fish through your bag, to pull out some cash and leave it on the table. Megumi begins to question you, but you’re not hearing it, getting up to sling your purse over your shoulder and grab your boyfriend by the forearm.

“You’re an idiot,” you scold, ushering him out of the restaurant, “We are going to urgent care to get you a strep test, and then to that bakery Nanami tells us not to tell anyone about to get you soup, and then you are going to sit and eat it and contemplate your actions for the rest of the evening.”

Megumi lets himself be dragged away—another tell-tale sign that he really is feeling under the weather (which is also what he chooses to blame his blush on). If “contemplating his actions,” was code word for you hovering over him for a bit, then maybe he wouldn’t mind.

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➶-͙˚ ༘✶ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁*𝘾𝙆 𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏

✧.* CHAPTER 18 || The Emotional Arc

[ { SYPNOSIS } ] ➤ A tale in which Gojo Satoru blackmails you into seducing a list of people to clear his debt. Sounds easy enough, right?

[ { CHAPTER CONTENT } ] ➤ language, angst, & fluff.

[ { WORD COUNT } ] ➤ 4.6k

[ { PAIRINGS } ] ➤ jjk men x f!reader. gojo x f!reader. geto x f!reader. toji x f!reader. choso x f!reader. sukuna x f!reader. nanami x f!reader.

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——OKAY... THAT'S WEIRD, VERY WEIRD.

Where the hell is Choso?

For starters, your bedroom is dark so you're pretty sure it's early in the morning-- perhaps two or three am, maybe later. You don't know how long you passed out but based on the stillness and darkness that surrounds you, you can tell the sun has yet to rise.

You slowly sit up, having been lying on your side. The second you move, you can feel the soreness in your legs, "Cho...?" You call out softly.

No response.

Hell, it's almost scary how your voice echoes through your apartment. With the way your bed is, you can see straight out of your bedroom door and you get an awkward view of your living room to some extent.

You're able to tell that the TV is off. A slow gulp emits from you as you swallow hard. Did... Did Choso leave you?

Your head shakes the thought away as quickly as it came. You turn to your nightstand and squint your eyes to look for your phone, soon spotting the device and reaching for it. You have no texts or calls from the man, there's no kind of note left to say anything, and you only grow more worried.

Though, you don't want to panic completely until you make sure you're not going crazy. Maybe he fell asleep on the couch?

Right. With that in mind, you sigh and put your phone back down, carefully swinging your slightly trembling and overly sore legs off the bed. Your feet make contact with the cold floor below and you inhale deeply.

The man is probably just sleeping on the couch out of some kind of respect, right? He probably didn't want to somehow make you uncomfortable by sleeping next to you... Yeah, that sounds like something he'd do.

You have to extend your hand out to your nightstand and use that to stand on your feet. Everything from the waist down feels sore and shaky. You turn away from the nightstand and use whatever surfaces you can to make it to your room door.

Every step you take is frustrating. You thought Mr. Fushiguro had done a number on you but what Choso did was so much worse.

When you get to your bedroom door, you narrow your eyes and take in the entirety of your apartment. It's all dark and you can't see anything. You'd turn on the lights but if Choso's asleep, you don't want to wake him.

So instead, you walk with your arm against the wall, using it to hold yourself up through each step until you eventually reach the living room. You take small but quick steps toward the couch, approaching the back of it and resting your hands on it.

Choso isn't there either.

The couch not only looks completely cleaned of all evidence but it also smells good. There's like a little lemon scent emitting from the freshly cleaned cushions. No one would ever know that you squirted all over Choso's face in this very spot just a few hours ago.

His clothes, which you remembered being in some pile on the floor, are nowhere to be seen. Neither is his phone, keys, or anything that belongs to him. You glance over to your front door where you know shoes are usually lined up and still, no sign of anything belonging to Choso.

Okay... don't panic yet... He could be... in the bathroom?

So, that's your next destination. You wobble toward the guest bathroom, then the bathroom in your bedroom, and even the bathroom in Shoko's bedroom. All void of any signs of Choso. You checked around Shoko's room a little too just in case but still, nothing.

Your heartbeat is steadily increasing in nervousness. There's this subtle panging in your heart but you keep ignoring it as you check other parts of your apartment.

Of course, your apartment is only but so big and there aren't that many places the man could've gone. The last place you end up in is the kitchen and by that time you're hoping and praying that's where he is.

Alas, your kitchen is empty. There's that panging in your chest again, this time stronger than the last and completely unignorable. A shaky exhale leaves your lips as you gather the fact that the man left you.

Sure, he cleaned you off and made sure there was no mess left but... You're left feeling so... used?

You blink, an abrupt wetness glossing over your eyes for a moment. Your sights shoot up to your ceiling as you chuckle at yourself, almost like a madwoman. The sound of your soft laughter fills the air, followed by a sniffle and a shake of your head.

You didn't just get played right?

No. No way. Not when you're already forced to whore yourself out. Not after the weeks you spent getting to know Choso. Not after he left such a beautiful mark on your heart. And certainly not after you caught feelings for him...

A snicker leaves your lips. At this point, you felt like you were going crazy. There's absolutely no way Choso just used you for sex.

You laugh at yourself before exiting your kitchen and wobbling back to your bedroom. You shake your head at your thoughts as you climb back into your bed.

Nope, he didn't just use you. He totally didn't fuck you and leave. Choso definitely did not play you. If anything, you're dreaming right now.

Yeah, that's the most logical thing, right? You waking up alone like this is nothing more than a figment of your imagination--  a nightmare, even.

Surely, if you lay back down and go back to sleep, you'll wake up in the real world where Choso is holding you in his arms and he'll tell you that you had some kinda bad dream about him leaving you.

Mhm, yup, that's exactly what's going to happen. You comfort yourself into your mattress, your head sinking into your pillow as you shut your eyes and try to force yourself back to sleep.

You try to shut your brain up and fall asleep but... your thoughts won't stop.

Is this what you get? Is this some kind of punishment for something you did? Did Choso really leave you like this? Not even a text or note? Just nothing? Is this the kinda guy he really is, the kind to just fuck and leave?

And Gojo said Choso didn't understand the concept of hookup... Yeah, that's bullshit. Hell, everything Gojo's told you is probably bullshit. All his stupid difficulty levels, this stupid list, the stupid amount of money he gives you, that stupid promise he made to you, all of it.

Everything Gojo told you about anyone on that list was a damn lie. It's all a lie. It's all bullshit. None of it makes sense. You hate the list, you hate Gojo, and you think you're gonna hate Choso if you wake up and he's really not there...

There's a sharp throb in your heart at that last thought of yours. You? Hate Choso? In what universe...??

He was so nice to you, so caring, so gentle, so fucking hot... There were no red flags, were there? Did he ever give off anything suspicious or negative-

Holy shit, wait.

Your eyes open and your heart drops for a second.

Did he... Did he find your journal?

As quickly as the thought echoes in your brain, you remember that the journal is hidden in a locked dresser drawer and the key to said lock is in only a place you'd know. Realistically speaking, he'd have to be a really nosy person to have found your journal.

So with that, you scratch that possibility off.

Leaving only one...

Choso left you because he got what he wanted.

But, that just can't be true. You should call him, right? Maybe text him and ask where he went...

Yeah, that's smart.

You sit up halfway and look at your idle phone. For some reason, you just freeze as you look at the device.

Do you really want to know the truth about why he left? What if he doesn't even answer the phone? What if he blocked you? What if he does answer the phone and does a complete one-eighty with his personality? What if Choso is secretly an asshole?

You grit your teeth as you stare at your phone, a sudden slip of water rolling down your cheek. The feeling makes you sit up fully, rushing a hand to your face and wiping the single tear away.

Does that help though? No. Right after one tear, multiple begin streaming down your face. Fuck, you can't do this right now.

It's too much. Between the overwhelming stress you've been suppressing for weeks because of the list, the sudden feeling of being used, thinking Choso's just an asshole, and the horrid ache in your legs... you can't take it anymore.

Everything sucks. This profuse rush of stress, anxiety, and self-pity engulfs you. Is this all you are to these men? Just some tool for them to use whenever they want?

Gojo uses you to clear his debt and now Choso uses you for... what, his own amusement??

So this is all you're good for then. This is all they view you as-- a tool.

You dread this feeling swirling in your heart. You feel like trash, like you've been abandoned by the one person you least expected it from.

Tears are coming in a little heavier now as you pull your knees to your chest and cry into your blanket. You're too scared to call or text him. You don't even want to face the truth, too scared of the reality you may have to face.

Things were going so well for you just a few hours ago. Is this some kind of curse or something? This is the second time things have gone from great to terrible in less than twenty-four hours.

And like always, aside from yourself, you blame Gojo for it all. Damn him. It's his fault you met Choso, his fault you had to seduce the guy... not so much his fault that you caught feelings though-- that's on you.

The sound of your sniffles and soft weeps fills the dead air of your apartment.

You don't know how long you sit there crying but it was long enough for a headache to develop.

Now everything hurts; your legs, your heart, and your head. You're in such a shit mood and you're so consumed by all these emotions that you can't even stop yourself from crying.

"Shit," A voice sighs out, the sound followed by a soft thud.

Your head flies up from your blanket at the noise, your eyes frantically searching the darkness outside your bedroom.

All teary-eyed and emotional, you just barely make out a figure approaching your bedroom.

Your brows push together and after a sniffle, your voice comes out choked, "Ch-Choso?"

With his hair down casually, a white and red plastic bag in his hands, and his eyes down on his phone before he walks into your room, Choso Kamo's silhouette is made out despite your hazed vision.

"Hm? Did you call me?" Choso hums, his brows quickly pushing together and his voice filled with confusion as to why you sound so distraught.

You wonder if you imagine the way he places both the bag in his hands and his phone down on the bed before making his way over to you.

Choso takes a seat in front of you and due to the dark, he couldn't quite tell you were crying. You're blinking and trying to wipe away your tears, sniffling multiple times to collect yourself.

The man leans closer to you and his brows furrow, "Heyyy," He whispers softly, lifting a hand to your cheek, "I didn't mean to wake you-, shit, a-are you crying?" Choso asks, panicked.

You swallow and open your mouth but with the way your lips quivered, you end up shutting your mouth and simply shaking your head. Your bottom lip slips into your mouth as you try your best to bite back more tears.

You really thought he had abandoned you and now you're just embarrassed.

Scooting closer to you, Choso moves to cup your face in his hands and swipe his warm thumbs under your eyes, wiping your tears.

"What's wrong?" He whispers, his voice so soft and gentle with you that it basically adds to your sadness.

Choso feels the way more tears leave your eyes and he continues to wipe each one away. The man then leans closer to you, searching your eyes with his own, "C'mon baby, talk to me. Why're you crying?" He urges.

The way he's treating you right now is only making it worse, especially with the little nicknames.

"I..." You sniffle and try to collect yourself by batting your lashes. "U-Uhm..."

Choso tilts his head at you, awaiting your every word. He gives you only a few seconds before he figures that talking might be difficult for you right now. "Did you think I left you?" Choso asks, quickly putting two and two together.

You grit your teeth and nod before you start to tear up all over again.

Choso frowns and his hands move from your face. One goes to the back of your head to pull your face down into his chest and the other goes behind you, tugging your body close to his in a comforting hug.

The steady feeling of his hand running up and down your back makes the tension you feel begin to fade away. You cry into the man's hold, feeling yourself just melt into his arms. It feels like it's been forever since you've been comforted like this and it's like you were letting out all your emotions at once.

Choso holds you, rubbing the back of your head for a while before shifting so that he can talk into your ear. His voice is low but soft, "Shh, I'm right here... m'sorry for leaving you," He murmurs.

You sniffle heavily and lift your head slightly. "It's okay..." You sigh quietly, "I... S-Sorry for crying-"

"Stop that," Choso coos, "Stop apologizing for things that aren't your fault. I... I knew I should've left a note but I didn't think you'd wake up." He explains carefully.

You swallow and suck in a deep breath to calm yourself down. Your body is so flushed with emotions that tears keep dropping from your eyes.

Choso moves again, this time wrapping both of his arms around your waist and hugging you. Your head goes over his shoulder and you feel him turn his face to you.

The next thing you feel is Choso kissing your neck gently, "I left to go pick up some stuff..." His lips linger on your skin for a second before he barely pulls away, "I'm sorry."

"N-No, I shouldn't even be crying," You breathe out.

He kisses you again, beginning to trail up until he gets under your jaw. "It's okay, you probably thought I just abandoned you, right?" Choso wonders, voicing his concern in between kisses.

You nod a little, exposing more of your neck to him as your head rises. He continues to kiss your neck, slowly making you feel better.

"I'm sorry..." He sucks on your skin softly, his breath hitting you as he speaks, "...So sorry. I'd never do that to you, princess."

"Cho..." You whisper, slowly pulling yourself away from him.

He tugs you back and keeps you in place, "Don't move away from me, I need you to hear me," He whispers, leaning his face away from your neck and moving to look you in the eyes, "I'd never do that to you, understand?" Choso says seriously.

You swallow and nod your head.

"And I'm sorry." He apologizes yet again, "I should've left a note or a text."

"It's okay-"

"No, it's not." Choso cuts off, "You felt used, didn't you?"

Your eyes switch focus from his left to right eye, "Kinda..."

"Be honest," He says.

"Y-Yeah. I thought... I thought you got all you wanted from me." You voice out in a soft tone, evidence of your emotions present in the way you sound.

Choso scoffs, "You think sex is all I want from you?"

Those words make your heart convulse in an odd way.

The male narrows his eyes at you, "Have I not reassured you enough?" He asks.

You blink, "R-Reassured me?"

He grins briefly, "Sex isn't the only thing I want from you. I want a lot more than that, princess."

Shit, that might be worse than him abandoning you. You absolutely can not do a relationship right now.

"Choso, I-"

"I wasn't joking when I said you're my muse," Choso cuts off again, brown eyes filled with so much care and affection that it makes your stomach churn. He then inches his face closer and whispers, "You inspire me. Before I met you, no woman has ever made me feel the way you make me feel."

You swallow hard. Is he confessing to you right now? "Choso, I... Are you..." You trail off, unsure of what to ask him.

"No, I'm not confessing to you." He clarifies, clearly reading your mind. "My confession to you is going to be a lot more than this."

You blink excessively, "So, you plan on confessing to me?"

He shrugs cheekily, "Maybe."

"Choso." You say as sternly as you can.

"Yes baby?"

You freeze, "First off, stop that."

"Stop what?" Choso asks innocently, moving his hands to your face again.

"You know what." You huff as he wipes your tears away. "And secondly, are you really planning on confessing to me?"

His eyes are focused on removing the wetness from your face, "I don't know."

"Choso please-"

"Probably." He adds.

Again, your heart sinks a little. Yes, you want a relationship with him but not right now.

It takes you a second to respond and Choso continues to wipe your face off. With a deep breath, your voice is soft and small as you question him, "So you like me?"

"Of course I like you," Choso replies, clearly meaning it in a friendly way.

You roll your eyes at him. "I mean, so you have a crush on me?"

Choso looks at your lips for a moment and then grins, "I didn't say that."

"Well then what do you mean you might confess to me?" You ask eagerly. His lack of clarity is frustrating you, "Confess what to me?"

"You'll find out when I confess." He explains to you.

"Confess what??" You emphasize.

"I'm not telling you right now."

"Why?"

Choso lets out a sigh and retracts his hands from your face, "Cause' I don't need to."

You're bothered that he's not being clear with you. "What do you mean you don't need to??"

"The fact that I have something to confess to you should be enough reassurance." Choso finally gets out.

"Oh... So making me wonder what you want to confess to me is your form of reassurance?"

"Mhm. I wouldn't abandon you if I still had something to confess, right?"

"I mean, I guess not."

"C'mon Ms. Psychology major," Choso teases before leaning his face closer to you, "Shouldn't you be able to like, read my mind or something?"

You stare at him for a couple of seconds and then let out a chuckle, "That's not how psychology works, silly."

A pleased smile spreads across his handsome face as he hears your laughter. "Really? That's not how it works?" Choso utters playfully.

"No, I can't read minds." You tell him, his smile almost contagious with the way one appears on your face.

"Mmmmh, I don't believe you." Choso hums.

You scoff, "I just study the brain functionality and behavioral aspects of humans-- that's not reading minds."

He falls quiet for a second, just smiling at you with his eyes stuck on your lips. His mouth then moves as he licks his lips and then bites his lower one, lost in a sudden visual appreciation for your face.

Choso's voice gets lower, "Is it weird that I found what you just said attractive?"

There's a hot flash that goes through your face, "Y-You did??"

"Mhm." He hums, "Your intelligence is very... alluring."

"Alluring?" You echo, smiling. "How??"

"Cause' every time you talk about what you study," One of his hands goes to your face again, gently placing his thumb to your lips and outlining them with his nail. "Your face lights up. It's clear you like talking about it."

You shrug, "Yeah, I like talking about it sometimes..."

"All the time," Choso corrects.

"Who's the mind reader now?" You tease.

He chuckles and you watch the way his eyes glide up along your face, soon meeting your own. The man stares deeply into your irises, studying them for the millionth time.

It's odd but you think you love the way he does that. The way his eyes study different parts of you whenever he can draws you to him.

"So uh..." You swallow and look away from his gaze, focusing on the nearby plastic bag. "What'd you go get?"

Choso tilts his head in the direction you've looked into, trying to get you to focus on him again.

You continue to keep your sights elsewhere up until he leans his face closer to yours, his thumb still outlining parts of your lip.

"Look at me," He murmurs to you.

It's slow but, you do. When your eyes meet his, he grins.

"Ask your question again please, I didn't hear you the first time." Choso requests softly.

You blink, wondering why he needs this direct eye contact in order to have such a simple conversation. "I asked you what you left to go get." You repeat, nodding your chin toward the bag.

His brows raise slightly, "Oh, just a few things." He hums, removing his hand and just barely taking his eyes off of you as he turns to grab the bag and place it in between the two of you, "I originally went to my car to grab meds but the bottle was empty so I had to go to the store really quickly," He explains.

"So that's why you were gone for so long?" You ask.

"Yeah, I wasn't expecting the pharmacy to be so far from here..." Choso sighs gently.

You glance down at the bag, breaking eye contact, "Y'know I have a medicine cabinet... Whatever you went to go get, I'm sure I have it already-"

"Didn't wanna go through your stuff," Choso shrugs, "And plus, I also used being out as an excuse to uh... buy myself a change of clothes."

Your head tips to the side and you look up from the bag and to his face, "So you plan on spending the night?"

His eyes are already on yours as you gaze at him, "Of course." He claims confidently.

For some reason that makes you smile, "Of course? Why'd you say it like that?"

"How was I supposed to say it? Of course I'm spending the night after all that I did to you. I can't just leave you after that," Choso scoffs.

"Mmh." You hum, inching toward him with a smile, "Is that so?"

"Yes ma'am." He replies, returning a smile to you as you get closer to him. "Is that alright? Am I allowed to spend the night with you, princess?"

You shrug, "Yeah, I guess..."

"You guess?"

"Mhm."

Your face is roughly an inch away from his, your head tilted and your eyes low on his lips. Choso can tell you were leaning in for a kiss but he wants to tease you about it so he pulls himself back.

Your eyes widen at how he moves away from you and you pout, "Choso..."

"Ma'am?" He replies, his tone taunting.

"Why'd you pull away from me?" You question.

He smirks, "Why were you getting so close?"

"Cause' I wanted to kiss you. Now come back," You order.

Choso's smirk grows into another smile, "Aw, you wanted to kiss me?"

His teasing frustrates you so you sigh dramatically and roll your eyes at him, "Never mind now." You huff.

The man is simply infatuated with your reaction. "You gotta' ask for one, pretty girl." He tells you.

"Nope," You start to lay back down on your side, uncomfortably stretching your legs past the man as he remains seated over the blanket. "I don't want one anymore."

"Because you have to ask for it?" Choso chuckles.

"No, because you pulled away from me..." You mumble.

You're being dramatic but he seems to enjoy you acting in such a way.

"You're a big baby, y'know that?" Choso tells you with a sigh.

The bed moves around as he shifts, a heavier dip felt in the mattress behind you due to him turning and pressing his knee into the bed. One hand is placed in front of your body and the other is behind your back before you see him peering down at you.

Slowly, you lay on your back instead of your side and look directly up at him. A leg goes over your body and Choso holds himself up over you, his knees straddling your legs.

He slowly leans down to you and goes right past your face, moving his lips to your neck, "...You wanted a kiss, huh?" He whispers into you.

The man places soft kisses along the side of your neck and you smile, "Yeah, I did..."

"What kinda' kiss do you want, baby?" Choso murmurs, moving under your jaw and sucking the skin there, "A slow kiss?" He hushes out, "A rough one?"

The man lifts from your neck and his face hovers right over yours.

"A sloppy kiss?" Choso continues to question before just barely pressing his lips into yours.

You try to kiss him back but he slides a little and takes your bottom lip into his mouth, sucking on it carefully. He then pulls on it a little as he lifts away from your mouth, releasing your lip after a second and letting it fall back into place.

"Hm? Tell me, how do you want me to kiss you?" Choso asks you, lips brushing over your own as he speaks.

You lift your arms and wrap them around his neck, "Doesn't matter how... I just need your lips on mine."

He smirks, "Right. And who am I to deny you of your needs?"

With that, the sweet sensation of his lips pressing into your own finally occurs.

You've never felt so whole while kissing someone before. God, you can literally feel yourself falling for this man. And maybe it's only because of your predicament that you find yourself feeling so strongly for someone who treats you right but, you could care less.

Accepting your feelings for him is the sole thing you have to focus on.

After all, somewhere in the back of your mind, you remember... you still have to sleep with three other guys who you haven't even met yet.

But you can do this. You'll pull it all off with no problems.

...Right?

GOJO SATORU ✔︎

GETO SUGURU ✔︎

TOJI FUSHIGURO ✔︎

KAMO CHOSO ✔︎

NANAMI KENTO ☐

??? SUKUNA ☐

??? NAOYA ☐

mlist || previous chapt || next chpt

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[yanderemommabean]

Choso with reader in a full Nelson making you watch in a mirror as he fucks you deep, chanting your name like a prayer and fucking into you like a bull. Thinks he should get his name tattooed right where your stomach bulges from his massive cock 🤭

-Mommabean

#mommabean #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere smut #yandere lemons #yandere Choso #yandere jjk #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere male

[peachsayshi]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ princess reader x hunter choso

➳  minors / ageless / blank blogs dni / 20+ for follows

➳ notes: I'm still mulling over this idea.

choso admires you from a distance, cheeks tinted in red as the cold air nips at his skin. isolated in the depths of the forest, he's grown accustomed to nature's extreme moods but you weren't hardened by her unforgiving swings.

he sees you shivering in your tattered dress, the one which you refuse to part ways from, and reach your delicate hands closer to the fire.

so cold, he thinks, and so, so pretty...

the walls of his cabin exhale as the wind howls outside. he can still taste the flurries of snow on his tongue, the storm blanketing the everything around you both in a sheet of blinding white. eventually, he will have to escort you back to the kingdom, but for now he'll just continue to marvel at your presence, even though he knows that he frightens your poor, sheltered soul.

despite his large frame, choso is incredibly light on his feet. he barely makes a sound when he travels to the other side of the room and crouches down to open a wooden chest. he rummages through before pulling out the heaviest, warmest fur pelt he can find.

he squeezes the material in his hand, feeling his heart race as he nervously stands back up to approach you.

he startles you, nearly making you jump from your seat, when he drapes the material around your shoulders.

"forgive me," he whispers, his voice deep and richer than anything you've ever heard. "this will help"

you tremble for only a minute until he folds the pelt over to trap the heat, paying attention to the way you quickly relax as you snuggle underneath it's immediate comfort.

he's so close to you now; it's like he's hurled his body into the fireplace and engulfed himself in searing heat. he can smell the lemon lavender balm wafting off your skin, notice the slight glossy tint on your lips and the dewy sheen highlighting the tips of your nose.

he fully blushes then, and your eyes shift from apprehension to curiosity.

he pauses for a moment, wondering if he's ever encountered anything as beautiful in his lifetime. he ponders if a man like him even deserves to touch something as ethereal as yourself, all the while dreaming of what you might taste like if he just arched a little further to press his lips down on yours...

#choso x reader #choso x you #choso x female reader #kamo choso x reader #kamo choso x you #choso au #jjk au

[strrkie-art]

flavors of jjk characters

amateur set of aroma associations. aromatherapy is my little relaxing hobby, I am not a perfumer

Satoru Gojo woody-musky composition with light floral notes. The fragrance fits snugly to the skin

Suguru Geto oriental woody perfume. his hair and clothes smell of palo santo, he carries a trail of kitchen spices and petricore (Satoru calms down and says even "sobers up" from this fragrance, when you need to put your thoughts in order, Shoko calls him "honey wood")

Shoko Ieiri among the mixed smells of latex gloves, formalin and cigarettes, her fragrance consists of one tuberose and sounds weak, almost imperceptible

Utahime Iori nothing came to mind but the scent of white lily and lemon peel

Yuki Tsukumo I think a refreshing playful composition of neroli and pepper with notes of grapefruit would suit her, while poorly hiding the smell of rubber and metal on her hands

Choso camphor and tea rose

Mei Mei fragrance of cashmere, black currant berries, ginger

Kento Nanami  sun-warmed trees, oak and fresh aquatic notes on warm days, in cold weather he will be warmed combination of guryun balm, bergamot and pomegranate peel

Hiromi Higuruma restrained fragrance of clary sage, cardamom, lavender and cedar

Yuuji Itadori orange, sage, vetiver I think Yuu is not picky, it is normal for him to use a 3 in 1 shampoo with an indefinite smell, he has not yet decided what exactly complements it, he uses different probes that Nobara gives him as a present, but most often unconsciously chooses compositions with orange

Megumi Fushiguro  green tea and oak moss, smell of cleanliness, which happens to washed laundry with a powder without fragrance, brought from the cold into the warmth of the room

Ryomen Sukuna strong vanilla at the beginning and after it sounds deeper with bitter wild herbs and pine needles, supplemented with tobacco, orchid notes and musk, completely eclipsing the original suffocating sweetness

Uraume cotton, fresh figs and burnt laurel leaves

Tsumiki Fushiguro pink pepper and lily of the valley

Toji Fushiguro woody-resin fragrance with animalistic notes and tobacco (he smokes, his hands and clothes smell of strong cigarettes)

Junpei Yoshino ylang-ylang, cumin, cucumber

Mahito something incongruous, for example, the smell of moisture and sweet rot of autumn leaves, a diluent for oil paints in combination with patchouli or vanilla

Yuuta Okkotsu jasmine tea, soy wax, juniper

Toge Inumaki fennel, rosemary, sea buckthorn leaves

Nobara Kugisaki I don't associate with anything other than perfume Funny by Moschino

Maki Zenin watery violet fragrance

Momo Nishimiya peony, freesia, geranium, amber, frankincense, powder (oh, no, Mai, it's not grandma's perfume, it's called a mystical witch fragrance)

Mai Zenin white pineapple strawberries, tobacco dust and cloves

Kasumi Miwa  is something powdery, delicate and barely perceptible iris or verbena

Noritoshi Kamo woody earthy fragrance with a hint of salt and almonds. his hands smell of suede, ink and coffee beans

Kokichi Muta ozone, bigaradia, nutmeg, licorice and musk

Aoi Todo perfumed deodorant with lime, nutmeg, basil and chamomile tea (to calm the rage in the chest in the spa evening)

Kirara Hoshi patchouli, rose and chocolate shampoo

Kinji Hakari iron, spruce, red apple and fire smoke

Mimiko Hasaba vanilla, apricot, wormwood

Nanako Hasaba geranium, rosehip, cinnamon

Nitta Akari rice water, pomegranate, grapefruit, red currant berries

Nitta Arata lavender, cardamom, walnut, lemon

Yorozu red wine, wild honey, rice, ginger cookies

Hajime Kashimo aquatic fragrance, chrysanthemum, bamboo

Naoya Zenin sandalwood, powdered sugar, caramel, salt

Haruta Shigemo fir, tangerine, lime, bitter chocolate, salty-sweet popcorn

Dagon land, mud, sea

Jogo wet burnt wood, mango, gasoline

Hanami fresh grass, garden flowers after rain

Kiyotaka Ijichi cocoa, tobacco, cloves, amber

Ino Takuma guaiac wood, vetiver, bergamot, lemon

Atsuya Kusakabe aquatic or woody fragrance with tea tree

Hana Kurusu powdery mimosa

Ryu Nishikori copaifera balsam, pine resin, clary sage, pineapple and burnt caramel

Takako Uro gunpowder, lemongrass, blackberry, leather notes

I think to end the thread on this note, it turned out to be longer than I expected. In any case, it was fun for me to pick up fragrances for the characters, relying on my olfactory memory, rather than adjusting to personal preferences (this was especially difficult with Naoya's fragrance😅)

#jujutsu kaisen headcanons #strrkie hcs #satoru gojo #suguru geto #shoko ieiri #utahime iori #yuki tsukumo #choso #mei mei #kento nanami #hiromi higuruma #yuuji itadori #megumi fushiguro #ryomen sukuna #uraume #toji fushiguro #junpei yoshino #mahito #yuuta okkotsu #toge inumaki #nobara kugisaki #maki zenin #momo nishimiya #mai zenin #kasumi miwa #noritoshi kamo #kokichi muta #aoi todo #kirara hoshi #kinji hakari

[nanathott]

Choso is so expressive I need to see him eating lemon

OHHH FUCK PLEASE OH MY GOD i would do anything to see him eat a lemon are you kidding me

[yuikira]

Masterlist

Jujutsu Kaisen

Ginger and lemons- Yuuta Okkotsu + your favs!

Meanie!- Gojo Satoru, Geto suguru + your favs!

Needy- Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Megumi Fushiguro, Toge Inumaki, Choso, Yuuta Okkotsu + your favs!

Them fingers-!- Yuuta, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru + your favs!

Asking the JJK boys if they'd love you if you were a worm- Yuuta, Inumaki Toge, Gojo Satoru, Geto suguru, Yuuji, Megumi

Genshin Impact

Ginger and lemons- Thoma + your favs!

Meanie! - Kaeya Alberich, Childe, Kamisato Ayato + your favs!

Needy- Cyno, Albedo, Kazuha, Diluc + your favs!

Them fingers-!- Diluc, Alhaitham + your favs!

Honkai Star rail

Ginger and lemons- Jing yuan + your favs!

Meanie- Aventurine, Sunday + your favs!

Needy- Dan Heng, Blade, Dr.Ratio + your favs!

Them fingers-!- Jing yuan + your favs!

VALORANT

Ginger and lemons- Sova + your favs!

Meanie!- Chamber, Yoru + your favs!

Needy- Phoenix, Yoru + your favs!

Them fingers-!- Gekko, Yoru + your favs!

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #genshin impact #genshin x reader #honkai star rail #star rail #hsr #star rail x reader #honkai star rail x reader #valorant #valorant x reader #valorant x you #star rail x you #smut #fluff #angst

[kyruskumiho27]

Masterlist

MDNI🔞

Ageless or Minor blogs will be blocked

Please do not steal my works!!! Re-Blogging is ok:)

About me😋

Ao3 link

() included

💔 Angst

😈-smut

🥰Fluff

🫶🏽Self indulgent.

🌺 Miguel Ohara

✿ Leave my mans alone-🫶🏽

✿ Miguel Ohara who acts like he hates you(pt.2)-🥰 (bits of angst)

✿ Miguel Ohara who acts like he hates you(pt.1)-🥰 (bits of angst)

✿ Miguel Ohara who acts like he hates you(pt.3) -🥰 (bits of angst)

✿ Self confidence *coming soon🥰

✿ The incident *coming soon🥰

✿ Damn (smut)🫶🏽😈

🌺 Katsuki Bakugou

✿ He thinks you can’t cook🥰

✿ Soft Bakugou🥰

✿ My favorite character🫶🏽🥰

✿ He loves you~🥰

✿ Pregnant reader🥰

✿ Rich husband *coming soon🥰

✿ Perfect (Ao3)🥰

🌺 Bucky Barnes

✿ Bucky time🫶🏽🥰

✿ Self indulgent🫶🏽🥰

✿ Imagine🥰

✿ 40s Bucky *coming soon😈🥰

✿ Self indulgent *coming soon🫶🏽🥰

✿ Lemons 🍋 (Ao3) 🥰

✿ Artist Bucky 🥰

🌺 Ao3 fics

✿ Lemons 🍋

✿ Curiosity

✿ You smell like spring (bits of angst)

🌺 Ao3 author/fic recs

Bakugou x reader

Transparency -@Csmurf🥰

Cracked- (orphan account)😈

Baachu -@Madelynfrost🥰

Even if there’s nothing left of me- @queenlittlelion🥰

Hear those bells ring deep in the soul- @queenlittlelion🥰

Bucky x reader

Close- @221bshrlocked 🥰😈

Authors

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🌺 Choso

✿ Needy (smut) 😈

✿ Soft choso(smut) *coming soon🥰😈

✿ Virgin choso(smut) *coming soon🥰😈

✿ Spend the night away *coming soon🥰

✿‘To much’ 🥰😈

✿ ‘To much’ (the fluffy bit) 🥰

🌺 JJK

✿ Begging (smut)😈

✿ Jjk master list (smut)

✿ Lover (smut)🥰😈

✿ Clingy 💔🥰 (bits of angst) *coming soon

🌺 Voltron Legendary Defender

✿ Curiosity (Ao3)🥰

🌺 Theon of Glass

✿ You smell like spring (Ao3 multi-chapter)🥰

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🌺Bucky Barnes

@buckyalpine (smut/fluff)

@buckyalpine (smut/fluff)

@buckmepapi (smut)

@becca-e-barnes

@thenhewaswrongaboutme

🌺Miguel Ohara

@fangswbenefits (currently making fics for baldurs gate)

🌺Jjk

@nanaslutt (smut)

@bfbkg

@augustinewrites

🌺Bakugou Katsuki

@bfbkg

@lightseoul

@augustinewrites

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[kirarasdeliveryservice]

WELCOME TO KIRARA’S DELIVERY SERVICE!

IN THIS DELIVERY SERVICE YOU WILL FIND:

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HERES WHAT I WILL WRITE:

Smut

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Lime

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NwLNw ships (character x character.)

Suicidal reader comfort.

Reader receiving comfort for S/H.

X Male!Reader

HERES WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE:

Smut or Lemon containing underage characters

Crazy fucked up shit like Dead Dove: Do Not Eat.

Weird ass kinks like shit kinks, piss kinks, etc.

Abusive relationships

Fem!Readers

HERES MY MASTER LIST AND/OR WHO I WILL WRITE ABOUT:

Demon Slayer:

Giyū Tomioka

Muichiro Tokito

Kyojuro Rengoku

Tengen Uzui

Obanai Iguro

Gyomei Himejima

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Genya Shinazugawa

Insosuke Hashibira

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Akaza

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Gyokko

Gyutaru

Enmu

Rui

Hotaru Haganezuka

Kaigaku

Genshin Impact:

Zhongli

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Cyno

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Dainsleif

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Baizhu

Kaveh

Albedo

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Bennett

Razor

Chongyun

Heizou

Kaeya

Kazuha

Mika

Tighnari

Wanderer/Scaramouche

Venti

Xiao

Xinqiu

Honkai: Star Rail:

Welt Yang

Luocha

Dan Heng

Gepard

Sampo

Jing Yuan

Yanqing

Blade

Arlan

Caelus

Chainsaw Man:

Denji

Shark Fiend (Beam)

Aki Hayakawa

Kishibe

Angel Devil

Katana Man

Jujustu Kaisen:

Megumi Fushiguro

Toji Fushiguro

Yuji Itadori

Satoru Gojo

Suguru Geto

Toge Inumaki

Kiyotaka Ijichi

Masamichi Yaga

Astuya Kusakabe

Kento Nanami

Aoi Todo

Noritoshi Kamo

Sukuna

Takuma Ino

Choso Kamo

Call of Duty:

(MW2)

Ghost

Soap

Price

Roach

Gaz

Alejandro Vargas

Philip Graves

Horangi

König

(Ghosts)

Keegan

Logan

Hesh

Merrick

Ajax

Torch

(I will eventually update this to be more advanced with more information but this is all for now!)

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