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𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒, 𝓇𝑒𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓉 ⎹ 𝓜., 𝓖.𝓢., 𝓒., 𝓗.𝓢.

❝ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ⤻ jujutsu kaisen / kinktober 2022 / @dollsanime-library

❝ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ⤻ mahito, geto, haruta, choso [ but mostly geto & mahito ] x captive!human!reader ( f! )

❝ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ⤻ nsfw! none of my writings are meant for anyone under the age of 18, and any minors interacting will be blocked on site.

❝ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ⤻ this is a dark fic, please don’t read if any of the warnings are potentially triggering for you! kidnapping, recollections of violence and current violence against reader, noncon, group sex, cum marking, impact kink, free use kink, facefucking, degradation and threats, forced breeding mention, overstimulation, double PinV, all that good stuff.

❝ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ⤻ 4.2k / one shot

❝ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ⤻ i do not consent to having my work reposted / translated / stolen in any capacity for any reason. please reblog and leave a comment to support content creators! my work is very rarely proof read so mistakes may be present. all characters / pairings i write for are 18+ with no exceptions.

you’d severely underestimated Mahito’s cruelty.

no, you knew just how wicked he was. but you’d thought that you were special. he could never hurt you, that’s what you told yourself every time you would lay awake in his arms after you’d been an audience to his cruelty. you were his little plaything, he’d said so himself. that meant he considered you fun enough to keep around and play with, which — at first— was enough for you.

until you realized just how deep you were, and suddenly you were drowning in his wickedness, sucked to the bottom of a dark, cold abyss. all you wanted was to be able to breathe, to find the surface again, so you sought out the only ones you thought were capable of protecting you.

those Jujutsu Sorcerers he and Geto talked about; they almost seemed wary of them. especially one. Gojo Satoru. you’d managed to run away, and track him down, beg for protection, which he and another, Nanami if you remembered correctly, had promised you.

but you were so stupid to ever believe that there would be a place in this dimension or any other that Mahito couldn’t find you, and once he’d dragged you back to these stinking sewers, kicking and screaming by your hair, he’d told you so.

now, his words echoed in your otherwise blank mind, bouncing off each corner. it was easier to focus on remembering his voice, than to listen to the sound of your body being violated over and over, relentlessly, by those recruited by the curse. your sex squelching as you’re forced to take Choso’s size, again. you knew it was him, because he liked to grip your hips and dig his thumbs into your lower belly until you feel like they’re going to push right through you. pressing you inward so he can feel himself bulging against you on the other side. you could feel just how snug the fit was, you can only imagine the view— the shape of his cock poking out from your belly; you were thankful for the cum and tear soaked blindfold that kept you from being forced to watch the sordid display. and Choso liked to rut deep, battering your cervix until you were crying. this time, however, you could only gurgle and whimper, mouth full of cock, too. Haruta’s, to be exact.

it wasn’t just his breathless moaning that gave it away, whining like he’s never been touched in his life, but also the way he would pull his length free, allow you a moment to breathe and drizzle more cum and spit on to your cheeks, and slap them and your lips with his member, giggling when you purse your lips and try to turn your head. but your head was hanging over the edge of the concrete, so there was nowhere for you to escape to, especially when Haruta was planted in the water that you could hear running just below your dangling head. “Wanna see the shape of my cock imprinted on your messy, pretty face.” Haruta croons, grasping a handful of your damp hair at the root and holding you tight in place. “I’ll leave bruises of it if I want to.” he says, and you could practically hear the grin he must’ve worn. “I can do whatever I want to you, you know? Carve you up, break your bones, leave my name in burn marks over your skin. And there’s nothing you can do to stop it. You’re completely helpless, aren’t you?” he punctuates the question with a harsh slap to your face, this time with his palm. “Go on, say it!” he urges with boyish delight, “Tell me that you’re a helpless, dirty whore and I can rape you how I want.”

you didn’t want to— the very words threatening to elicit a gag, but you knew he’d hurt you again if you didn’t. “I—I’m a helpless,” you choked on the words, broken each time Choso bottoms out inside you, “helpless dirty whore… and y—you can rape me however y—you want to—“ whilst you struggle to form the words, Haruta places his length over your lips and rubs it between them, slurring the words, and he moans again.

“Mm… Nowhere to run to… no one to help you… you just have to lay here and take whatever we want to give. Fuck, it gets me even harder knowing you hate this.” maybe he could see you clenching your teeth, or the way your brows were knit together, “I want to hurt you even more now!”

but Choso was deep in your guts, squeezing your belly, and grunting under his breath. the stretch was unbelievable the first couple of times he took you, but now your body yields to his size, back arching, and arms and legs trying to flail. if only they weren’t both bound with thick, tight bandage. calves to thighs, and forearms to biceps, leaving your hands and feet helplessly exposed to twitch.

“Not— not inside again—“ you croak, clenching the throbbing tool nestled in your body. he was close, but you were already so full of cum that when he pulled out there was sure to be plenty to ooze on to the concrete under you. you didn’t know if you could handle another load. “P—please—“

Haruta laughs again, pulling your hair to angle your head up towards the man fucking you, though you were thankful you couldn’t see him. your mouth was slack, sore, and hopeless moans slipped from it each time he pounded himself home. “Aw, Choso, she doesn’t want you to cum inside her again! Poor little whore must be so full! Let’s see!” his free hand rubs your lower belly, pushing down until you’re squirming— the remnants of your past assaults gushing from between your thighs and soaking Choso’s groin. your face is on fire with humiliation. “Why don’t you beg him real cute-like, and maybe he’ll be nice enough to paint your tits, instead?”

you knew Haruta was going to get off on your begging, but you clench your fists, and bite your lip in hopes to stifle your humiliating sounds. “P—please, Choso! Please c—cum on my tits, instead! I don’t… I don’t think I can take anym—“

but one hand abandons the grip on your hip to clamp over your mouth, his voice more akin to an animal’s snarl. “Stop talking.” he’s grinding his teeth, you can hear it in his voice, and Haruta has settled for sliding his cock, still slippery with your spit, into your fist. muffled, you try again to beg, but he’s already burying himself as deep as he can go. “Do you think I’ll show you mercy? That all you need is a couple of pretty words and I won’t take you how I want?” you shake your head, eyelids fluttering behind the sticky blindfold. you groan in defeat when you feel him release inside, the warmth spreading. and he leans closer, until his breath is against your cheek. you flinch, but can go nowhere while Haruta grips your roots. “I’ll breed you over and over, however many times I please. And if you ever,” the word is punctuated by a deep pump, coaxing a squeak of submission into his palm, “speak out of turn again, I will make sure that Mahito stands aside and watches you birth a litter of my curses.” weakened, you nod submissively, and after a moment he withdraws his hand. when he pulls his manhood from your tremor-wracked body, you suck in a breath through your teeth; you can hear the cum that won’t physically fit inside you anymore splatter on the ground underneath you.

“He’s wicked, isn’t he?” Haruta hums, fucking your clenched fist at a fervent pace, “but don’t you worry— I’m not. You asked for cum on your tits, didn’t you?” you want to protest, but you don’t have the strength left to, and when Haruta releases your hair, your head hangs over the edge again, your body limp and shaking. his hand glides down to grasp a handful of your breast, squeezing tight, “I’m gonna paint them so pretty for you.” his thumb and forefinger pinch and pull your nipple until you’re crying out, back forced off the ground, pain bringing tears to your eyes, and he moans, finding more pleasure in seeing you distressed than from your hand. “Come on, cry some more,” he coaxes, alternating between tugging and slapping, leaving your skin stinging, “I’m almost there…”

twin footprints approach, and you recognize Mahito’s voice. “How’s my brave girl doing?”

you whine, trying to reach for the sound, temporarily and willingly forgetting that he’s the one that put you in this position in the first place— convinced that he would stop the torture now that you’d learned your lesson. “Mahito!” your free hand clenches and unclenches desperately, “H—help!”

“Help?” he asks, mocking sympathy as his footsteps echo around you, coming closer, before he squats down beside you, and you feel the gentle dance of his lithe fingertips over your thigh. he grips one in his massive fist and drags you closer, grinding your back into the stone floor and elevating your head on to it again. at least there was that— you wouldn’t be lightheaded from being upside down anymore. “Oh, you precious little thing. Why would I put a stop to this when it’s so much fun to watch?” he coos at your puzzled whimper, running the digit pad over droplets of sweat, smearing them into the grime of the ground that clung to your skin. you were sore everywhere, plenty of swollen bruises and cuts donning your flesh, and he didn’t even try to avoid them. “Didn’t I ever tell you? I hate traitors.” he sighs, allowing you to squirm. he doesn’t even seem to mind Haruta’s high pitched whimpering as he smears the tip of his cock over your abused breasts, glazing them with his release. “But, of course, I didn’t want to kill you for betraying me; I’m much too fond of you for that. I want to believe that you will see the error of your selfish ways through just a little bit of punishment—“

“Please!” you break in, crying for him, “I—I am so sorry, Mahito! I won’t do it again— I swear I’ll be good— I’ll never try to run away again!” you were writhing, trying to push yourself off the ground towards him, “No more, please… I can’t… no more…”

Mahito giggles, his hand careening between your legs and you yelp, frantically shaking your head and babbling the same, protesting pleas. your whole lower half was sore and throbbing, used to your limit and then some, but his large, svelte fingers trace the shape of your swollen clit, “Look at this poor, little cunt, Geto.” he purrs, trailing downward, teasing your folds. the entrance pulsates in opposition of yet another entry. “She’s so sensitive, look at her shake, I’ve hardly even touched her.”

Geto whistles in admiration, and even though you’re blindfolded, you imagine him standing over you, head tilted and sharp eyes focused between your legs. waves of heated humiliation wash over you relentlessly. “She’s had to take so much cock since she came back to us,” Geto murmurs, and you can tell by the way his voice traveled closer that he was squatting down, too. “I wonder if she even knows the difference anymore? Or if she’s been fucked so braindead that she no longer cares who it is, as long as someone’s plugging her up.” a palm, Geto’s you assume, pets your head, pushing your damp hair back, only to curl into a tight fist and lock the tendrils in a harsh vice.

“Is that true?” Mahito taunts, pushing his fingers inside you. the sensation is electric, and your head rolls against the concrete, whining. your thighs twitch, desperate to close and and push him out, but they can’t and he’s already knuckle deep with two fingers spreading you open. “Would you even remember what my cock feels like? Or did we let the others fuck the sense out of that pretty head of yours?”

“M—Mahito, please…” you mewl, lower lip quivering. the feeling was already overwhelming, and you were going to cry again. but he didn’t care, his digits probe deep, a third joining the first two to force your stretch even further, “Please… I see… the error of my ways…! Please, please, please… stop… it’s too much… I’m so—sorry—“

Geto hums, thoughtful, his fingers gripping the blindfold to snatch it from your face. “You don’t yet. But you will.” you squint, even in the dimness of the sewer, it was unbearably bright and blinding, and it takes you several seconds to blink the dizziness away, before you see Geto leaning over you, staring down at your writhing form. he’s smirking, but it’s partially a grimace, as if he’s disgusted and aroused at the same time. feeling unworthy to meet his eyes, you avert your own, to catch a glimpse of Choso and Haruta in the corner. both are stroking themselves. Choso strokes slow, eyeing your every move with a furrowed brow and a tight-lipped frown, but Haruta is pumping himself quick, moaning again, licking his lips. they were forcing themselves hard again. to fuck you again. your stomach turns. you suddenly wish he’d let you keep the blindfold on.

your eyelids flutter, looking down your torso to Mahito, who was thrusting those fingers into you at an inhuman pace, and you couldn’t help but squeal his name, mouth hanging open. he catches your eyes and grins, wickedly, yanking his fingers free and smearing the cocktail of essences left there over your belly. “I wonder how much more it would take to open you up.” he croons, mostly to himself, and you shake your head, but he’s not paying attention, discarding his own clothes while you quiver on the floor, splayed and vulnerable.

“N—no more…”

Mahito grins, wrapping a fist around himself. he was already solid, so you knew he’d been watching for a while, possibly even stroking his cock to the sound of your begging for mercy, and the thought made you want to throw up. had this always been in the back of his mind? ever since that first night he took you in, had Mahito thought about forcing you to take him and all of his comrades? and had your betrayal simply given him a reason to do so? “No more? You sure?” Mahito asks, and you nod, desperate for a break, before he cocks his head to one side, and in one, smooth motion, he rips your arms free from the bandaging. you hadn’t noticed his fingertip was blade shaped until you feel it nick the flesh of your bicep, and a trickle of blood races towards your armpit. he does the same with your legs, and you slump, free but too weak to move, on the gritty concrete. “You’d better try to get away, then.”

what?

you wince, peering up at him perplexed, but he’s wearing that damned, wicked smile. “Go on.” you bite down on your lower lip, heart racing. you didn’t know whether or not to do what he says, so you decide you’re better off trying. forcing your body to flounder, you manage to roll on to your stomach, and take a moment to try and plant your palms on the floor, pushing yourself up on to all fours. “Go on!” he repeats, too joyful for your liking, and uses the sole of his bare foot with a forceful kick to your bum to push you forward. with a pathetic yip, your arms give out, and your chin hits the concrete hard when you fall forward. the muscles in your arms refuse to cooperate. “Scream for your Jujutsu Sorcerers to come and save you! Come on!” another kick, and you whine, using your forearms braced against the ground instead to try and pull yourself away, towards what you knew to be the way out. it was a slow crawl, one that had him and Geto and Haruta all laughing at, but you were trying.

“H… Help…” you mumble, inching closer.

“If we can’t hear you, I promise you they can’t, either.” Geto said, now standing a few feet in front of you. “Scream.”

“Help!” you croak, pulling yourself closer. your legs weren’t even bending at this point, and you could feel the mess leaking out of you as you drag yourself along the floor; you were utterly humiliated and exhausted. “Please! Help me!”

Mahito’s laugh echoes just behind your hopeless plea, and then you felt his hands on you, reaching for you. you careen when he grabs your hair at the scalp to lessen the pain, leaning towards him, and he hauls you to your feet, though your knees are buckling before you’re even partially planted, and you’re collapsing forward into his chest, both your hands trying to grasp at his hair and his arms to keep you up. “They’re not coming for you, are they?” he asks, dual tone eyes heavily shadowed by thick lashes. you shake your head, defeated, and one of his hands slip under your thigh, pulling it up, and then the other, lifting you off your feet and spreading you open to him. “No one is coming to help you, baby. You just don’t matter enough.”

“P— please…” you whine again, but he wasn’t listening. “I’ll be good… I promise I will… just let me rest—“ you cry out when Mahito perches you atop his cock. just the prodding alone is enough to send your overstimulated nerves into a frenzy, but he was none too gentle in pushing you down, impaling you all at once. your walls clench, a feeble attempt to push him out, and then spasm when he stretches them open further.

he tightens his grip on your shaking thighs to keep you from kicking, if you could muster the strength, and releases a breath he must’ve been holding, and it morphs into a moan. “Mm, so this pussy does remember me after all,” he croons, and he’s already bouncing you up and down. your stomach churns, your nails dig into his shoulders, fierce enough to collect crimson under them as you bring blood to the surface, but he doesn’t care. if anything, it adds to the eroticism for him, and his fingers dig into the bruised, supple flesh of your sticky thighs. the feeling of being full again, his rigid girth barreling through you, is all but overwhelming. he doesn’t fuck you like he used to— it’s not fun and exciting, it’s cruel and rough. he’s making a point to hurt you on purpose for betraying him, and using his cock to drive his punishment home into your belly over and over again. he’s deeper than you thought was possible, and his ferocity and speed is inhuman. the head of his cock pokes against your belly from inside, battering those already abused nerves.

you can’t even begin to try and hold your pleas back, babbling for him to just please stop before he kills you.

“Such a dramatic, little cunt you are.” Geto comments, and you can hear the swish of his garments behind you. was he undressing, too? you try to look over your shoulder, but his palm smacks into the back of your head and forces it forward, burying it in Mahito’s heaving chest. “And bold.” you’re smothered against firm, muscle pads, and you pant, open mouthed, and taste Mahito’s sweat on your lips, begging for his forgiveness in a string of breathless apologies. “I never once gave you permission to look at me.”

Mahito snickers, spreading your legs wider, pushing your knees up towards your ribs until they won’t bend further and you mewl— too much more pressure and he’d snap a bone. “The rougher I am, the tighter she gets!” he exclaims, “She’s like a little, fucking vice.”

“That’s no good, then,” Geto hums, and you feel his rippled torso against your back— you hold your breath, expecting him to take your ass. “It sounds like we’ll just have to stretch her out a bit more.” smearing then swollen head of his cock over your ass, he teases the hole for a moment, before careening lower to stuff himself into your core, urging for Mahito to share.

you squeak in protest, both arms flailing behind you to push him back. “That’s— too—!!”

“That’s too what?” Mahito grins, baring his teeth as he plows ahead, “Don’t tell me that’s too much cock for you, baby. You must feel like you’re going to tear in half!” he sounds all too elated at the thought alone.

but he seizes both by your wrists and draws them back, squeezing tight, “These bones of yours are mighty frail,” he hisses in your ear, bucking his hips to nest deep inside, “and if you try to push me out again I’ll crush them.” squeezing his fists, you can feel your wrists yielding, the bones on the edge of fracture. you can't even clench your fists, but instead let your hands go limp, whining in submission. “That’s better.” keeping your arms pulled back, Geto rocks into a rhythm almost as cruel as Mahito. locked between the two, you can do nothing but slump forward against Mahito’s chest and try to take it.

before long, whatever strength you had left was quite literally fucked out, and you were nothing but a rag doll for them to play with.

the sensation of both of them filling you at the same time, fucking at different paces, and their cocks rubbing against each other inside you was too much for your already exhausted psyche to handle, so even when Haruta and Choso blocked in both sides, taking advantage of how low Geto was holding your arms, you couldn’t even look up. your cheek smushed against Mahito’s chest, your eyes glazed over.

“Look at her!” Haruta chimes, wrapping your fingers around his manhood and pumping quick, “She snapped so easily!”

Geto was stifling a moan by grinding his teeth, but you could feel him throbbing against your sensitive walls, each and every vein that ground into them had your head spinning. he liked it.

Choso was fucking your other hand, but his free one grabbed your face and pulled it towards him, and you’re too limp to fight it, eyelids fluttering as he glares down at your dazed countenance. you couldn’t focus on his face, your hazy eyes kept threatening to roll back, and a string of incoherent whimpering falls from your swollen lips. “It didn’t take long to turn this one into a mindless cocksleeve. It’s almost impressive.”

Mahito chortles, though it’s strained as he works his jaw, fucking so recklessly that his own climax must’ve been working him over. “All the potential has been there since, ah, the very beginning.” he boasted, before looking at you, “Little whore was always more than eager to spread her legs when I snapped my fingers. Isn’t that right?” if he expected a response, you couldn’t give him one that wasn’t a helpless moan as you’re juggled between the four, cruel men. “Now, she’ll do the same for all of you, too.”

Geto smirks at this, and releases one of your wrists to wrap his fist around your neck instead, marveling at the way you immediately beg him not to, and leans in close to your ear, “Hear that, rapetoy?” his breath is heavy and hot against the shell of your ear, but you don’t have the strength to shy away from him, nor could you with Choso’s thumb and forefinger hollowing your cheeks. “You’re nothing more than a set of holes for us to fuck when we want. One at a time or all at once, you’re going to do whatever we want you to and you’re going to thank us for the opportunity to serve us, so long as you want to keep breathing.” nuzzling into your hair, he presses a kiss to your lobe that you swore oozed acid, “Let’s see just how long it takes to destroy you completely.”

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alzirr0 · 7 months

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Woah. My FYP is filled with Nanami edits, screencaps, and Nanami x reader stuff. The abundance of content people simping for Nanami on my FYP has skyrocketed. Is this the product of THAT recent episode? IS THIS WHO WE ARE NOW??

(I'm not complaining please let's keep it this way *wink wink*)

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magalimachete · 7 months

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GOOD MUTHAFUCKING LORDT!

I (s)creamed so hard during this episode. Y’all, my nipples were rock hard the ENTIRE time Big Dick Daddy Kento was on the screen. 🤤

This right here was a MAN handling business and I just know he would handle my pussy without any issues.

Hopefully, in the same rough manner. 😁

I NEED 20 MINUTES ALONE NOW. 🫠

#kento nanami #nanami kento #jjk kento #Kento is DADDY #Nanami Supremacy #Nanami Takeover #kento smut #NANAMI PLEASE MANHANDLE ME LIKE YOU DID HARUTA #CHOKE ME NANAMI #SLAP ME NANAMI #PUT ME IN A FULL NELSON AND PUNISH ME FOR MAKING YOU WORK OVERTIME #Big Dick Daddy Kento #daddy big dick #Nanami is a dilf #jujutsu kaisen

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rohansdisciple · 7 months

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I KNEW NANAMI WAS A HAIR PULLER TO BEGIN WITH LIKE LOOK AT THE MAN POOKIES 🤷🏾‍♀️‼️

#nanami is distracting me from the elliot smut i’m supposed to be writing 😣…#IVE BEEN STUCK ON HIM PULLING HARUTA'S HAIR ALL DAY BRO I CAN'T FOUCUS-#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk nanami #jujutsu kaisen nanami #nanami kento #nanami jjk #jujutsu nanami #jjk season 2 #jjk season two #☆* rohansdisciple writes ! ☆*#rohansdisciple

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alienist1 · 7 months

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Haruta, get lost! it's my turn to be with Nanami

скоріш би мені час переглянути епізод 🔥

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk s2 #nanami kento #nanami smut #haruta shigemo

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salmonpoki · 1 month

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Hi new souls, this is my rules list, please read before ask or request ^.^

♡•°○●ᥫ᭡●○°•ᥫ᭡•°○●ᥫ᭡●○°•ᥫ᭡•°○●ᥫ᭡●○°•♡

What I write:

Fluff

Angst

Comfort

Character x reader

Character x reader x character

Fanfic/Drabble/Headcanons

AU [ex. CollegeAU]

Characters I write about:

Yuji Itadori & Megumi Fushiguro

Maki Zenin, Yuta Okkotsu & Toge Inumaki

Satoru Gojo & Suguru Geto

Aoi Todo & Noritoshi Kamo

Kento Nanami & Takuma Ino

Sukuna [all of his form]

Uraume

Hajime Kashimo

Hiromi Higuruma

Fumihiko Takaba

Choso

Kinji Hakari & Hoshi Kirara

Toji Fushiguro

What I could write [not sure]:

Smut [yes, everything related with NSFW]

Character x character

Characters I could write about [not sure]:

Nobara Kugisaki

Atsuya Kusakabe

Shoko Ieiri

Kiyotaka Ijichi

Yu Haibara

Utahime Iori

Kokichi Muta, Mai Zenin & Kasumi Miwa

Momo Nishimiya

Yuki Tsukumo

Naoya Zenin

Hana Kurusu

Charles Bernard

Shiu Kong

What I don't write:

noncon [r*pe]

Inc*st

Anything p*do

Z*ophilia

Anything that could be related with p*ss, v*mit & sc*t

Minors (regarding smut)

Characters I don't write about:

Masamichi Yaga

Mei Mei

Yorozu

Riko Amanai

Mahito, Jogo, Hanami & Dagon

Haruta Shingemo

I hope I wrote all... Oh well, in case I will update it!

#rules #jujustu kaisen #jjk #x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader

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shirohige-pirates · 28 days

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Hey Doll

CisFem Reader x Thatch

CW: toxic parents, manipulation, The Plan™, smut, mdni, I'll add as we go I'm kind of fly by the seat of my pants on this one.

tag list: @mfreedomstuff @harahettania @clumsyraccoon

Chapter 6: The Tea

“They had to have abused her, Pops!” Thatch is struggling to keep his voice down. There’s pain in his face and his words, and Edward can’t argue the truth of his assumptions. “The way she acts compared ta’ them, and the two times she’s all but broken down around us.”

Once it had been decided that you would be escorted to your parents’ home to retrieve your things, Edward had asked you to go back downstairs. He wanted to talk to his son in private, and work out a few details regarding how things would go.

“Two times?”

Thatch steps back from the desk and sighs. “When we were alone yesterday. I said I’d try an’ push back the deadline if she wanted. I didn’t want her to feel forced into anything.” He rolls his eyes, knowing his dad’s glare is directed at him for promising something that was exceptionally difficult to do. Not impossible for the old man, but still.

“But, the way she reacted to it. She got so focused on the word forced, and got super defensive, sayin’ she’s never felt forced, but it was like she wasn’t talking about the program at all.”

Newgate’s quiet for a moment. “Even if that’s the case, unless she’s willing to talk about it, there’s not much we can do. Do you think she’d be able to speak out against her parents?”

Newgate could see his son deflate in real time, and grunted in response. “Me either, and you’re not going to undo what’s probably twenty years of abuse in a couple days, Thatch. I can’t press charges against her parents for choosing her things, or stopping her from drinking caffeine.”

“No, I know.” Thatch grumbles, sitting down in a nearby chair. “I don’t know if I can be in the same space as those two. The more she talks about them, the more it pisses me off.”

“Well, you’re going to have to. I need everyone there, the faster we get her things gathered and removed, the better.” Edward’s tone isn’t leaving any room for Thatch to argue. “I’ll stay with your fiance and deal with her parents. Your job might be to impart just how foolish they’d be to try anything in the future.”

“How-.” Thatch stops. “Oh. I mean, yeah. With how she’s talkin’, I probably could.”

Edward nods. “Let Marco and Izou load you up, carry the whole room out in one go. Be intimidating for once in your life, Thatchy-boy.”

Thatch almost snorts. “If I get the point across, you gotta stop calling me that.”

His father laughs, that deep bass laugh that almost makes Thatch’s ribcage rattle. “You’re going to have to bare your teeth more often than that, boy.”

Thatch sighs exasperatedly, rolling his eyes before he pulls himself up and out of the chair he’d started to sink into. “Who’s going to call them then?”

“I’ll have Haruta do it. He’s removed from what happened, and he’ll stick by the instructions I give him without letting anything deter him.” He says, waving Thatch away. “Get. Go downstairs and make sure Izou hasn’t pulled out the family photo albums.” Thatch is already on his feet and out the door at the idea.

Having left you at the mercy of his brothers wasn’t a concern so much as how little mercy his brothers would show him. With everything else that had gone on, he wouldn’t put it past them to use something like baby pictures to “help” distract you from the last 24 hours. Taking steps almost three at a time, he hops the banister to shorten the distance a little and finds all of you in the dining room, just off the kitchen.

Izou looks over first, giving him a catty smile. “Worried, brother?”

Thatch grimaces. “With you lot, yeah.” He grunts.

You look up as Thatch gets closer and give him a soft smile. There’s a schematic of the manor rolled out on the table, and Izou and Marco had been walking you through it. There’s a look of relief and confusion on Thatch’s face.

“I wanted to see the house, but I didn’t want us to all be gone when you came down.” You explain. “Marco suggested this.”

“Not… pictures?” Thatch tilts his head and Marco laughs.

“You really wanted me to risk the kid pictures that would’ve been mixed in?” He asks and Thatch shakes his head. “Izou would’ve hunted down every embarrassing photo of the both of us.”

“Only because you weren’t going to back me up.” Izou clarifies with a grin. Elbow on the table, chin resting in his hand, he leans toward you a little, deviousness leaking from his every action. “I’m sure if you ask, however, Miss Kakusho, not even Thatch would say no.”

You can see Thatch flinch and when you look up he looks away, the ear you can see already turning red. You look back over to Izou’s whose grin has somehow gotten even more mischievous than it already was. He looks away from Thatch and looks back to you, raising his brow questioningly.

“Oh I… I wouldn’t want to impose. I haven’t, um, even read the Match Book yet.” You say, hoping it’s enough.

“So I’ve heard.”

“Wait, seriously, yoi?” Marco asks, looking from you to Thatch. “She doesn’t know anything?”

“We talked for almost two hours last night.” Thatch replies. “She knows some stuff.”

“She know how you got that scar?” Marco prompts, and Thatch’s face flushes. “No, eh?”

“I - I don’t need to know.” You insist, a little hastily. You can feel the heat rising in your face, but you try to maintain your calm. “I mean.” You clear your throat, composing yourself. “Thatch has been very kind and considerate, and I don’t want him to feel obligated.”

There’s a silence between all three, and your gaze falls down into your lap - you don’t trust yourself to look up at Thatch right now. “You’ve all been very kind, considering how rudely my parents acted.”

“Of course he’s been kind,” Izou says, breaking the tension in the air with a dismissive tone. “What kind of ass would treat someone different just because their parents are rude? And Thatch is such a sap anyway.”

“Oi, you didn’t need to add that last part.” Thatch retorts, trying not to raise his voice.

“I wouldn’t dare to lie to your sweet fiance, Thatchy-boy.” Izou says teasingly. Thatch starts to reach for him, but Izou doesn’t seem bothered and Marco’s just laughing.

You’d never really experienced sibling dynamics before, but you were adjusting to these three fairly quickly. It wasn’t that the emotions themselves weren’t genuine, it was that there was something present along with them. A kind of trust that Izou wasn’t really angering Thatch, and Thatch could stop him if he wanted, but that the squabble had more in it than just what was at the surface.

“Bah,” Thatch growls. “I’m going to grab a shower and a change of clothes. Don’t let these two clowns give you a hard time.” He says, looking down at you with a smile. “I won’t be long. Ah, oh -.” He looks back to Marco and Izou. “Pops is havin’ Haruta arrange a time, and we’re going to go and get her stuff.”

“Ah, I’ll leave you with her then, Izou.” Marco says. “I’m going to get some sleep if that’s the plan.”

“Sure, sure.” Izou says, and Thatch crosses his arms, glaring down at the long-haired brother. Izou tries to ignore him, but you can see his face twitch in irritation after a moment. “Fine, fine - I promise I won’t open any family albums or embellish any stories while you’re gone.”

Thatch relaxes and looks at you. “If you tell him no, he’ll listen, despite how he looks.” He assures you, before dodging a swat from Izou.

“You wretch, how I look, come back here, I’m going to snatch that pompadour off your head.” Izou threatens, and starts after Thatch whose already moving away.

“Don’t leave my fiance alone, it’d be rude!” Thatch says, a song in his voice that makes Izou practically growl before he sits back down.

He grumbles something under his breath and all you can really make out are some untoward words about the rules and where Thatch could shove them. You smile, despite the irritation on his face, you can see the smile pulling at the corners of his mouth, and the light in his eyes. He’s not truly upset. He takes a moment, putting an errant strand of hair back in place gracefully before regarding you.

“No pictures, no exaggerated tales of daring and adventure, and if we go on a walk in the garden Thatch might pout for real.” He smiles, seemingly interested in the idea for a moment. “That doesn’t leave many options.”

“Tell me about yourself.” You prompt and you see his brows raise a little. “We’ll be family soon, right? Would you rather tell me about yourself, or leave it up to someone else?”

Izou’s smile breaks into a laugh and he leans his chin on the back of his hands, folded in front of him as he gives you a rare grin. “You’re a quick learner. Alright, I’ll tell you about myself, if for no other reason that to head off my dear brothers from trying to paint a different picture.

“Like Marco and Thatch, I own my own company. I’m a little more hands off than they are, but I’m no less dedicated. I’ve just delegated a lot of work to people more capable than I am.” He explains, an amused expression crossing his face. “What I know well is tea, the beverage and the social kind,” he clarifies. “I handle the social aspects of the business more than anything else, but I trust the people I have in charge of the more logistical aspects.”

“So you… trade tea?” You question evenly. “In what ways? Is it a local operation?”

Izou nods slightly, never really lifting his head off his hands. “Import and export. We’ve also set standards for tea as well, bringing up the overall quality in the market and limiting problems with counterfeiting and other shady practices.”

“Counterfeit tea? How’s that work?”

“Most of the time it’s just a matter of labeling it incorrectly. The idea is that your consumers won’t know the difference between one quality and another. So you could sell blended tea as a pure tea, and if you’re trying to pull one over on people with more expensive varieties, you can really walk away with quite the ill-gotten profit.” He explains. “But we include pop cards with visuals so people can see the differences. Not only does it prove the quality and integrity of our brand, but it also educates our clients against people who would try to cheat them.”

“Interesting.” You respond. If there was one thing you were good at, it was talking to people about their business, or their interests. It was so much easier to listen to someone and prompt them to tell you more, than it was to try and build up any real emotion for your own curated interests.

“I imagine it’s harder to spot when you’re dealing with bagged tea instead of loose leaves, or is that not the case?”

“Only a little. There’s some things you can still look out for, like an excess of dust, or there’s different grades of fannings and broken leaf that can effect quality. It won’t necessarily be bad tea, if you know how to deal with it, but if someone’s trying to sell it as something different, it’s easy enough to spot.” He gives you an amused look. “Everything’s easier to do once you learn how to do it, and that’s why we try to educate our clients.”

Izou continued to talk to you about tea, speaking on the different varieties and grades. He was so knowledgeable about leaves and seasons and ways of measuring quality, that you wondered why he even needed to delegate, and he laughed. Not at you, but just laughing a little in amusement before leaning back in his chair.

“Tea I know, but I’m not an accountant, and I’m not good at tracking inventory. There’s an entire team of people who compile and crunch data to try and find better ways to move inventory faster so that we can do everything efficiently. Even if I was skilled at that sort of thing, I’m just one person.” He smiles, waving one hand idly in the direction Marco had gone.

“Marco doesn’t even work directly with the people in his company. He goes in after hours and does the quality work. It’s what he’s good at, and if he does it at night he’s not getting in anyone else’s way, and no one else is bothering him. He can focus on what he wants to focus on, and get things done faster.” Izou starts to speak and stops, smirking a little before catching your gaze.

“If I can speak briefly about Thatch?”

“Certainly.”

“Thatch runs the pastry shop almost the same way I run my business. His focus is almost entirely on overseeing things. He does plenty of hands on stuff as well, but there’s no way he could physically fill all the orders he gets. Instead he tests, refines, and teaches his staff recipes, and then oversees quality, steps in to help when it’s needed, and delegates other aspects of the shop to other employees.” He explains. “The point isn’t just to do what you can, it’s to know what you can’t do. Those are the things Pops wanted us to learn, and that’s why none of us work for Whitebeard Shipping and Trade.”

“I didn’t -.”

“No, don’t worry about it.” Izou interrupts. “I know you wouldn’t be concerned, but you are aware of that much aren’t you?”

You nod. “I didn’t read the book, but my parents did talk about it while they read it.” You admit. “One of you is going to take over the family business, or at least that’s the assumption.”

“Thatch’s heart isn’t really in it.” Izou says plainly, and you can’t help the relief that comes over you. He doesn’t say anything, but there’s an easy silence between you until Thatch comes back from his shower.

His hair isn’t up in the pompadour yet, and the long locks are framing his face, still a little heavy with dampness. He’s wearing a black t-shirt and a longer sleeved button up that’s not yet buttoned up over it. He looks a little flushed, like he’d rushed his usual process and Izou gives him a sour look.

“You didn’t trust me!” He accuses and Thatch flusters, putting his hands up.

“I did, I did!” Thatch asserts. “I just… didn’t want to take too long, is all.” He looks over at you and you look away before you can stop yourself. “Eh?”

Izou grins. “Ah.”

“What?” Thatch asks, and Izou just shakes his head, getting up from the table and stepping away.

“It’s my turn to get ready for this evening’s festivities. You can stay here and keep your fiance company.” He says, patting the table as he leaves. “We should let Marco sleep as long as we can, so maybe you could take her for a walk in the garden while your hair dries?”

“I…” Thatch starts, having already started to seat himself in the chair Izou had vacated. “Yeah, we can do that, if you’d like?” He asks you. You still can’t look at him, but you nod.

“That sounds nice.” You agree, looking up before looking away again. He looked very different with his hair down like that. The pompadour suited him, even if it did take some getting used to, but seeing his hair down was bad for your heart. With the scar around his eye he almost looked like he would be in a mafia or some kind of gang, and not someone who owns and operates a bakery.

You just aren’t sure how to say any of that, or if you even should. The difference was just jarring enough that you needed a moment more to get yourself in order before you’re finally able to look up at him.

“You can sit for a moment, if you want to.” You add, smiling. “Or, um, if you wanted to finish getting ready I can wait for a few moments by myself, it’s okay.” You motion around your own head, pantomiming the pompadour style.

“Ah, no, I’m going to leave it down for today.” He admits scratching idly at the side of his face. “Pops says I look more intimidating with it down.”

Intimidating isn’t the word you would use.

#x reader #reader insert #thatch one piece #modern au #Hey Doll #mdni

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library-of-ohara · 2 years

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Ohara Masterlist

Hello! Here is a master list of all the works created on Ohara during the month we have been open. Every writer is tagged/linked and if they have a k-o-f-i in case you would like to tip them we have included that also! Thank you!

Remember to give everyone a follow <3 Also, I've done some warnings [ie gender sfw/n.sfw] but pay attention to each authors warnings!]

KEY: GN - Gender Neutral Reader F - Female pronouns used M - Male prounouns used DFAB - Female bodied reader/ no pronouns DMAB - Male bodied reader/no pronouns

PART TWO

++Ann [@fire-fist-ann]++ Yandere Sabo [N/SFW - DFAB]

++Ares [@lawscorazon]++ [Tip Them Here <3] Sweet Tooth - Perospero [N/SFW/DFAB] Reunion - Kid [SFW GN] Sucking On Their Tits - Zoro [N/SFW-GN] Washing Machine Heart - Zoro [SFW-GN]

++Bee [@secretsnailor]++ [Tip Them Here <3] Foot Fetish - Zoro [N/SFW-GN] Spending A Day Together - Kid [SFW- GN ] Confessing Feelings - Deuce [SFW -GN] Yandere Marco [N/SFW-DFAB]

++Didi [@usopp-writes]++ Words of affirmation - Corazon [SFW - GN] Childhood friends to lovers - Franky [SFW-GN] Reader wearing sexy clothes for him - Izou [N/SFW-GN] Smut glorious smut - Izou [N/SFW-F] Bath time - Izou [SFW-GN] Helping stressed out reader - Law [SFW-GN] Comforting a depressed reader [SFW-GN] With reader who has dyslexia - Mihawk [SFW- F] Sengoku Losing Corazon [Canon/No ship] Shower Sex - Thatch [N/SFW - GN] Self Care Day - Thatch/Marco/Ace [SFW-GN] Accidental Boner - Thatch/Marco [N/SFW - GN] Reader taking a hit for them and dying - Thatch/Kid/Killer/Ace [SFW-GN] Reader wearing a necklace with their initial - Ace/Shanks/Rayleigh/Law [SFW-GN] The akazaya reacting to reader having a crush [SFW-GN] Comforting a reader - Roger/Rayleigh [SFW-GN] Reader fusisng over them after a big fight - Franky/Croc [GN-SFW] Helping reader with past trauma - Marco/Kid [GN-SFW] Reacting to reader being pregnant - Ace/Luffy/Sabo [SFW-DFAB] Reactions to reader rescuing kittens - Thatch x Izou poly [SFW-GN] How they cuddle/sleep - Haruta/Garp/Zoro/Whitebeard [SFW-GN] Reacting to a reader having a crush -Kid/Thatch/Smoker [SFW-GN]

++Eevee [@smoleeveewrites]++ Too Much - Ace [N/SFW- DFAB] The Look - Sabo [SFW-F]

++Franky [@cyborg-franky]++ [Tip Them Here <3]

Pokemon AU - Ace [SFW] Happy Birthday! - Ace [SFW-GN] One Night Stand - Ace [N/SFW-GN] Silly cute nicknames - Ace/Marco/Thatch [SFW-GN] Sharing a bed/sleep/cuddle with - Ace/Marco [SFW-GN] Love Rivals - Ace/Marco -poly- [SFW-GN] Ace didn't die AU - Ace and Sabo [SFW] Confessing Feelings - Deuce [SFW-GN] Hit with a 'Truth Truth' fruit - Law/Kid [SFW-GN] Reaction to reader getting a tattoo - Law [SFW-GN] Helping reader study - Law [SFW-GN] Pokemon AU - Marco [SFW] Getting an accidental boner - Marco/Thatch [N/SFW -GN] After an argument - Marco [SFW-GN] With a S/O who became immortal - Marco [SFW-GN] Reader with a huge crush on them - Marco [SFW-GN] Yandere Harpy Marco - [N/SFW- GN] Fighting over the same person - Sanj/Zoro [SFW-GN] Yandere Sabo - [N/SFW - DFAB] Reacting to self harm scars - Sanji [SFW-GN] Reacting to a reader who reads minds - Strawhats [SFW-GN] Spening a morning with - Thatch [SFW-GN] Reaction to being called 'pops' in bed - Whitebeard Pirates [N/SFW-GN] The Morning After - Whitebeard Pirates [N/SFW-GN] Holding Hands Headcanons - Whitebeard Pirates [SFW-GN] One Piece Chars Playing A Horror Game Grocery shopping headcanons -Law/Thatch/Sanji/Robin [SFW-GN]

++Lemon [@eustasssimp]++ [Tip Them Here <3] S/O gets kidnapped - Barto [SFW-GN] Fussing over an injury - Barto/Thatch [SFW-GN] Words of affirmation - Corazon [SFW-GN] Looking after a sick S/O -Corazon [SFW-GN] Quality time with s/o - Franky [SFW-GN] Comparing Hand sizes - Kid/Killer [SFW-GN] Having a fight with S/O -Kid/Killer [SFW-GN] Sharing the same bed -Kid/Thatch/Barto [SFW-GN] Having a sociable S/O - Kid [SFW-GN] After losing his arm - Kid [SFW-GN] Jealous headcanons - Kid [SFW-GN] Playing a horro game - Kid/Mihawk/Barto/Buggy [SFW] Taking a bath together - Kid [SFW-GN] With someone with an obvious crush - Kid/Thatch/Smoker [SFW-GN] Reader feels under appreciated - Mihawk [SFW-GN] Grocery shopping headcanons - Robin/Thatch/Sanji/Law [SFW-GN] With S/O who sews - Sanji/Perona [SFW-GN] Trying to show physical affection - Smoker [SFW-GN] Comfort headcanons - Smoker [SFW-GN] Handholding Headcanons - Strawhats/Whitebeards/Roger pirates [SFW-GN]

++Lale [@childofblackmaria]++

Sister reader platonic with - Ace/Sabo/Luffy [PLATONIC] With a S/O trained in martial arts - Corazon/Kid/Sabo/Smoker [SFW-GN] Accidental expositionist - Kaido [N/SFW-GN] Confessing feelings - The Akazaya [SFW-GN] Wake Up Alone - Rayleigh [SFW-GN] Moaning out the wrong name during sex - Roger/Rayleigh/Kaido/Garp [N/SFW-GN] Holding Hands - Roger/Rayleigh/Gaben [SFW-GN] Comforting reader with a heavy heart - Smoker [SFW-GN] Maid Cafe of DILFs Sharing A Bed - Yamato/Kiku/Denjiro [SFW-GN]

#ohara library #one piece x reader insert #one piece reader inserts #one piece x you #one piece imagine #one piece x reader #one piece x y/n #masterlist

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thunder-nami · 3 months

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🪻— 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋

• Please be respectful & polite when coming into this space. (Ex. A simple please and thank you when requesting).

• You’re welcome to just talk if you like!

• I made this blog as a hobby so please don’t expect constant updates.

• Please check what fandoms or characters I write for in the list, & if you aren’t sure then ask.

• I’m allowed to reject any requests whether I’m uncomfortable or don’t feel like doing it.

• Character & emoji anons are encouraged if you don’t want to ask off of anon!

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒

• HEADCANONS: up to 4 characters max.

• DRABBLES: up to 2 characters max.

• ONE SHOTS: One character max.

• GENRE: Fluff, angst, platonic, fantasy, crossovers, AUs (please ask first). Currently I write for male characters/female readers for romantic pairings. I will consider gn reader in the future. I don’t mind writing female characters for other genres.

• Please add a prompt or some details with your request.(Ex. Character + prompt). But please don’t write a whole storyline.

• I will only take up 10 requests at a time.

𝐈 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄

• Smut (I’m okay with suggestive)

• Jealousy, cheating, love triangles

• abuse, yandere

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒

• ONE PIECE: Strawhat pirates + Vivi, ASL family, Heart Pirates, Red Haired Pirates, Koala, Marco, Thatch, Izo, Haruta, Deuce, Mihawk, Crocodile, Boa, Corazon, Smoker, Tashigi, Coby, X-Drake, Kid, Killer, Katakuri, Reiju.

• NARUTO: Konoha 12, Kakashi, Might Gai, Yamato, Genma, Anko, Ibik, Founders, Sand siblings, Baki, Jinchuuriki’s, Kages, Seven Swords Men of the Mist, Haku, Kimimaro, Ao, Team Samui, Darui, Cee, Taka, Akatsuki (minus zetsu & obito).

• BLEACH: Karakura gang, Urahara, Yoruichi, Vizoreds, Captains (minus Kurotsuchi, Yamamoto, Soi Fon), Lieutenants (minus Ōmaeda), Ikkaku, Yumichika, Grimmjow, Starrk, Harribel, Ulquiorra.

#naruto x reader #one piece x reader #bleach x reader #naruto headcanons #one piece headcanons #bleach headcanons #rules

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kissekii · 3 months

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𝗞 𝗜 𝗦 𝗘 𝗞 𝗜 奇跡 — miracles. shigemo haruta's innate technique aptly named. when a miracle ( chance / luck event ) is witnessed, the occurrence is erased from shigemo's memory, however the luck is gained by shigemo who accumulates these fortuitous turns as displayed by the six maximum markings on his face. a fortunate event has to occur for a fortunate event to land in his favour, often life saving.

hello ! howdy ! this is an independent roleplay blog dedicated to shigemo haruta from jutjutsu kaisen. i know he's not a particularly . . . well-received character, so we'll see how this goes! haruta is an antagonist; his purpose is to be a little shit creating chaos or being pulled into chaos.

— themes include : death, murder, gore, violence, jujutsu politics, shenanigans. this is a pro villain blog. you write what you want to write; i am not here to police anyone. this is fiction ! ✧ you can also find me at @drippingheart ; my main and most active blog.

𝟎𝟎 details on haruta. ✧ 𝟎𝟏 promo. ✧ 𝟎𝟐 visuals. ✧ 𝟎𝟑 memes.

✧ 𝟎𝟏 I run a mutuals only blog. If I follow you, I want to WRITE with you. I don’t collect followers and like to keep a tidy blog of people who interact with me. Since you’re reading this, that means you care enough to do so. I won’t bite your head off; please feel free to send memes or hit me up for a thread idea. I often clean up my follow list through soft blocks.

✧ 𝟎𝟐 Quality and quantity fuel my motivation! I truly enjoy world building, scene progression, and character development. I am more willing to wing things and write shorter, more chill threads here as opposed to my main blog. Haruta is silly in between the madness and violence, so quirky threads are welcomed as much as extensive plotting.

✧ 𝟎𝟑 This is an 18+ blog as I am nearing my thirties. I don’t foresee posting NSFW images, but I write heavily graphic scenes thus don’t feel comfortable writing with minors. Any suggestive aesthetics or sinday memes will be tagged as after dark .. I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea, and I don’t want to make any of my followers uncomfortable.

✧ 𝟎𝟒 I don’t have any triggers and don’t tag any triggers. Threads are generally rated M, but I can go PG-13 depending on who I am writing with. I do not shy away from violent and graphic scenes fyi; I really enjoy writing them actually! I encourage you to message me if you would like to write out something extremely graphic. Violence aside, smut may make an appearance. It is not the goal of my writing. If there's chemistry in the thread and between the writers, well ... who am I to say no though this is Haruta we're talking about so it won't likely happen.

✧ 𝟎𝟓 I do moderate edits and formatting. Formatting isn’t a deal breaker with me honestly. I prefer length over pretty aesthetics. I do ask that you cut posts; I won’t be following if you don’t cut your posts or fail to tag your posts — all of your posts especially your ooc ones.

✧ 𝟎𝟔 When it comes to asks/memes, I treat them as independent little snippets. Sort of like insights with some or no background information. Sometimes I write them intentionally vague because it's what comes to me at the moment. I do not treat ask responses as starters, however you are more than welcome to continue a response of mine if you like it enough!

✧ 𝟎𝟕 Crossovers are loooooved to other animes/mangas, video games, to shows and movies. Do not be afraid to reach out with crossover ideas. I am also very much interested in AU threads especially involving Haruta's past and into the culling events.

✧ 𝟎𝟖 I am a manga reader who reads the chapters as they come out. Any spoiler related things will be tagged as jjk spoilers .

#𝟬𝟬 out of luck .#jjk rp #jujutsu kaisen rp

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Haruta is a whimpery mess. It doesn't matter if he's the dom or the sub, that man is howling when his cock is in your pussy. He loves using you as his cocksleeve but will also let himself be used as a dildo for your pleasure, he doesn't mind being degraded either, just as long as you can take his words too. He's is the embodiment of a switch and he will also switch the roles on you quite easily, almost sadistically so. Just when you feel like you're in complete control he'll start pistoning his dick in and out of your sloppy pussyhole and making you collapse against him in pleasure.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu sorcerer #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk imagines #haruta x reader #haruta smut #haruta shigemo #haruta shigemo x reader #jjk x fem!reader #jjk thirst #jujutsu kaisen thirst #jujutsu sorcerer thirst #haruta thirst #haruta shigemo thirst

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dollwritesarchive · 1 year

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— ⟡ 𝗷𝘂𝗷𝘂𝘁𝘀𝘂 𝗸𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

characters i will write for

mahito, toge inumaki, yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, toji fushiguro, geto suguru, gojo satoru ( sometimes ), choso, sukuna ryomen, haruta shigemo, yuta okkotsu

characters i will not write for

to be determined

↻ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 // minors dni. never repost or translate. reblog if you like it, please don’t spam like. thanks for reading < 3

𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

degradation blurb

pretty when you cry ( featuring gojo satoru )

no halo [ part 2 of pretty when you cry ] ( featuring gojo satoru ]

𝐦𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐨

mistake, repent ( featuring geto suguru, haruta shigemo, and choso )

judgement night

𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧

dirty talk blurb

𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢

what a heavenly way to die

#jjk #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk imagine #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen imagines #toji fushiguro #megumi fushiguro #yuji itadori #gojo satoru #geto suguru #mahito #haruta shigemo #choso

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yaoi-life2021 · 2 years

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Title: Secret Love at Fukurokudou Japanese: 福禄堂秘恋譚 Creator: Haruta(春田) Category: #Manga Status: #Completed Chapters: 2 Genre: #Drama; #Historical; #Smut Tags: Older Bottom Younger Top; #StudentTeacher Relationship; Playboy Bottom; Medical Hall Description: En is a medicinal master who runs a Chinese Herbal Medicine shop with his apprentice, Tao. Despite being a well-sought medicine master, En tends to be lascivious and pleasures himself with the company of other men, much to the ire of Tao, who has feelings of attraction for his master and tries his best to hide it. Unfortunately for Tao, he isn't exactly subtle, and En knows about his infatuation. En then proceeds to tease his cute apprentice and propose that Tao be his bed partner instead. Where to Read: English – https://futekiya.com/secret-love-at-fukurokudou/ Japanese CMOA - https://www.cmoa.jp/title/144678/ Renta! - https://renta.papy.co.jp/renta/sc/frm/item/187938/ https://www.instagram.com/p/ChDfRLzv4TZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#manga #completed #drama #historical #smut #studentteacher

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getoswhore · 3 years

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— SUGURU GETŌ! ˎˊ˗

— SATORU GOJO! ˎˊ˗

— TOJI FUSHIGURO! ˎˊ˗

— OTHER! ˎˊ˗ ft. kento nanami, choso, mahito, and hiromi higuruma + more to come! (these characters listed do not have enough content yet to make a full m.list).

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keashend0lly · 2 years

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Requests rules!

I WRITE HE/HIM

WARNING: I swear ALOT, I may offend some but if you don't like it leave my page not my issue, and I can't spell for shit I was illiterate till the age of 10

I LOVE Y'ALL BEAUTIFUL BEINGS

SAFE PLACE FOR EVERYONE!

If your not a bitch

Minors you can interact bc I know dam well y'all gonna look at it anyway but please stay 12+ atleast!

I write he/him she/her they/them or just good old gender neutral! /if your gender is some wacky hrgeggeg/hrhehgd shit get the fuck away from me and if your HOLE personality is based of being LGBTQ+ get the fuck away from me don't fucking talk to me

I have 0 patients for those people but I do exsept you just stay a mile away from me

I write for jojo/ Saiki k/ Toradora!/ HxH/ Black Butler/ and Ouran Host Club

RULES FOR ALL FANDOMS

No r@pe/ yander/ smut/ incest

Nsfw headcanons are ok and minors i don't care if you interact your just gonna look at it anyway (same) sometimes poly is ok

Don't be a bitch just be a decent human being

I won't write for SA, abuse, family issues, stress, suicidal feelings/thoughts, death of character/reader, trans reader (will exsplain), some mental illness (ADHD, low functional autism, retardation, and some others)

I will not write you as trans I will do your prefured gender or they/them. I see you as a person not as a trans person. I am stressed all the dam time and deal with my own mental health issues and family issues I try not to write about it BUT I will if it helps you cope. Also I don't know how to write for those illnesses but I WILL WRITE AUTISM on the higher functional end! ♥️

I won't write different races (skin color or religions or different holidays besides Amarican holidays)

Race doesn't define you, I write for EVERYONE chubby, skinny, fat, ugly, pretty, short, tall, white, black, Asian, Korean, and so on all in one. And I don't want to do the holidays/ traditions bc I don't want to stereotype or get something wrong. I'm sorry. BUT I WILL WRITE PERSONAL THINGS LIKE TALL, SHORT, SKINNY, CHUBBY, YOU KNOW THAT STUFF

However if you ask nicely I will try and write for your race, and personal information if you ask really nicely (I'm a push over)

I may add things depending on how my life goes. Haha it's going to shit but just don't be a complete weirdo and those will be the only rules for a long time (might add bc I'm forgetful af)

PLEASE DO PERSONALIZED OR SUGGESTION LIKE REQUESTS! I love it

IN DETAIL FANDOMS I WRITE FOR NOW!

JoJo

NO DIO NO OLD JOSEPH NO JOTARO PAST PART 4

Part 1-2 characters (speedwagon, Joseph, piller men, caesar, Strohiem)

Part 3-4 (everyone exsept dio and his fallowers. Hol horse and oingo are ok I'll write them) I'll write all part 4 characters exsept Jotaro and dare I say okoyasus dad / ik ik he's a dilf bit uhhhh yeah I just can't

Part 5 ( everyone exsept gay ass watermelon hair head ass diavolo) Doppio is a YESSSS and so it trish!!! Love her♥️

No part 6+ sorry dolls I haven't got there yet but if I do say so myself Weather Report is a sexsy mf

Saiki k

I will not write anything for that blue haired bitch Kokomi EXSEPT I WILL SLANDER HER LIKE I'M SLAYYING A DRAGON or sm

No Saiki sorry I just struggle to write him

Shun kaido is a MUST

Riki Nendo! FUCK YES I WILL WRITE HIM LIKE IT'S MY LAST DAY ALIVE

Aren yeah why not! =)

Reita Toritsuka hell yes i will!

Chisato Mera I'M IN LOVE WITH HER!!

Everyone else is a no exsept if there is a character you really want I will make an exseption

Toradora!

Koji Haruta

Hisamitsun Noto

Yuri Koigakubo

Everyone else can go to hell SORRY NOT SORRY

I love them and Yuri WILL BE LOVED

HxH

NO CHROLLO! and NO HISOKA!

No ants but I'll pull some ties if you REALLY want

Illumi is a yesssss his brothers are a yes too

NO KILLUA OR DADDY ZOLDACK

No alluka or kulluto and no Gon I find them a little uncomfortable to write and they are too young for me to feel comfortable writing in any way possible beside like on the side for exstra detail.

No kurapika I just hate writing him

Besides that everyone else is good! I will write the phantom troupe and everyone else

Love side SIDE characters I will write for them the best I can

NUCKLE AND SHOOT NUCKLE AND SHOOT TO THE FUCK YES EXSTREM I WILL WRITE THEM TILL MY EYES BLEED

Black Butler

Just the reapers and the triplets and of course Ceils worker

Grell OVEEEEEEEEEEEEE

William SURE

Undertaker HELL YEAH (he's mine!)

Ronald why not

Triplets (usually together)

Finny AWEE OF COURSE

Bard YES BABYYYYY

May Rin HELL TO THE FUCKIDY FUCKY FUCK YESED YES YES YESSSSS

I may add more or make exception just ask! I'm really not that bad of a guy!

Ouran Host Clud

I WILL WRITE FOR HARUHI'S DAD

Ranka /Ryoji Fujioka (I will use they/them or he/him pronouns for him bc in the show it was not stated otherwise (if it was let me know)

Umehito Nekozawa

RITSU KASANODA!!!

Kaoru, Hikaru Hitachiin /polly together is ok/ just no suggesting incest between them k =)

NO HONEY I just can't I'm sorry. But he will appear in random headcanons and stuff same with all the other characters I don't fic write

No mori I just can't like bruh I'm sorry you're an awsome character but I just can't without cringing or laughing like a donkey

No haruhi unless you as nicely well more like beg me >:[

Tamaki SURE!

Kyoya Ootori I CAN TRY MY BEST

ALL CHARACTERS I DO OR DON'T WRITE FIC FOR WILL APPEAR IN RANDOM HEADCANONS AND OTHER IDEOTIC THINGS I DO

I love you all and you all are free to message about anything show me stuff anything I would love to talk and if i don't awnser I prob am eating, sleeping, exerciseing, at work, in class, preforming singing/bass clarent, bells, marimba. Or the very rare accusation I see people SCARYYYY. Ages 10 at the min but I prefure 12+ people messaging me :) have a good day or night doll! (Keashen Dolly)

#jojo x reader #jojo part 3 #jojo part 5 #jojo's bizarre adventure #x reader #hxh 2011 #hxh memes #hxh imagines #toradora #anime #kusuo saiki #saiki k #ouran high school host club #ouran host club

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