YES STRONG MEN WHIMPERINGš„“š
ā© content. 18+, subby! sukuna x fem! reader, hand-job.
sukuna whoās not used to being submissive.
he's supposed to be the one in control, the one who towers over everyone else. but here he is, the king of curses, sprawled out beneath you, his hands gripping the sheets as he tries to hold himself together. it's humiliating the way his body reacts to you, trembling under your touch, the way his lips part as soft, broken sounds slip out. he could stop you. he could pin you down and take control in an instant. but he doesn't. instead, he lets you lead, lets you ruin him, lets you see him like this.
he's shaking, his muscles tight as your lips trail down his chest. you're slow, taking your time as you kiss along the sharp ink etched into his skin. sukuna's breath stutters when you linger a little longer, brushing your tongue against the lines of a tattoo, and his head tips back against the pillow.
you can feel the tension in him. every time you touch him, his hips twitch and his fingers flex against the sheets, like he's holding back from grabbing you. it only makes you want to push him further.
when you reach the mouth on his stomach, it twitches. its teeth part slightly, a low groan rumbling from his lips, and sukuna curses under his breath as his hips jerk.
"fuck," he mutters, his voice hoarse. his hands clench tighter at his sides, like he doesn't trust himself to touch you.
you press your lips to the second mouth, letting your tongue skim its edge. sukuna's whole body jolts, a sharp gasp ripping from his throat. "stop teasing," he chokes out, but there's no weight behind the words.
"you're so sensitive," you say softly, brushing your lips over the edge of the second mouth again before kissing your way back up his body.
when you kiss him, his lips tremble against yours. they're soft, warm, and you feel the faintest whimper slip out when your tongue slides into his mouth. his hands finally come up to grab your hips. the grip is shaky, like he's grounding himself, and you smile into the kiss, knowing how much he's falling apart.
you pull back, just enough to look at him. his eyes are heavy-lidded, his chest heaving, and his lips are parted as though he wants to say something but can't get the words out. "you're so pretty like this," you murmur, brushing your fingers along his jaw.
his breath hitches, a faint flush creeping up his neck. "you're cruel," he mutters, voice raw and breaking.
"you love it," you whisper, your hand sliding lower.
he shudders when your fingers wrap around him, a strangled moan spilling from his lips as you stroke him slowly. he's hard, so sensitive it makes his hips twitch with every movement. his head falls back, his mouth opening as another broken gasp escapes him.
"fuck," he groans, the sound thick and desperate.
you tighten your grip, your thumb brushing over the tip, spreading the wetness already there. his hips stutter, chasing your touch, his breath catching with every stroke.
"please," he chokes out, and it sends heat pooling in your stomach. hearing sukuna beg like this feels unreal, but the way his body trembles under your hand is enough proof.
you move faster, stroking him with just enough pressure to push him over the edge. his hands cling to your waist, his fingers tightening as his moans grow louder and messier. his whole body tenses, and then he's falling apart, hips jerking up as he comes undone. a wrecked moan tears from his throat, his head tipping back as his chest heaves.
you don't stop, stroking him gently as he rides out the last tremors, his breath shaky and uneven. his hands loosen their grip, falling back to the sheets as his body sinks into the mattress. you press a soft kiss to his jaw, your hand brushing over his chest, and when his eyes flutter open, he looks wrecked.Ā
crimson eyes dark and hazy, his flushed skin matches the faint pink of his hair, damp from how hard you've pushed him. there's something raw in his gaze, something so vulnerable, and he looks at you like you've taken everything from him and he'd let you do it again.
an. i miss posting frequently but unfortunately posts are going to be slow because i started uni again and itās hella stressful + iām working too. iāll definitely try my best to do two posts a week but itāll most likely once a week or once every two weeks </3.
These posts are veryyyy relevant for my ideasš¤š«¶š»š¤£š
do you think any of the jjk men has a pain kink...
Choso: likes being overstimulated to the point of tears, kinda craves being completely dominated sometimes
Geto: probably likes to inflict pain more than receive it, like bdsm stuff, probably uses nipple clamps and paddles for spanking
Sukana: deffo likes to inflict pain, like if his partner is into it, heād do blood play. BUT also would love to feel pain. Itās much less the feeling of pain than what it represents for him. Itās the knowledge that youāve managed to one-up him, get the best of him, that you feel comfortable or provoked enough to take that step whether itās to slap or punch or bite him until he bleeds. And itās also the fact that it means youāre challenging him, inviting him to go further, to be the meaner and badder villain
Which he will gladly beā¦
Stronk
omg related to the fighting from š anon, what about R who CAN take them in a fight AND win š¼
also- can i be š¦ anon :° )
Fight me⦠PT. 2
ā feat. Gojo, Geto & Nanami
ā warnings: none
And yes you absolutely can be the š¦ anon
No crumbs were left. What? Crumbs? What crumbs?
Sukuna was, as always, a walking disaster. Sassy, mean, selfish, and egotisticalāhe never missed a chance to remind you (and the entire world) how lucky you were to be dating him. And sure, no one ever talked about how he begged you to date him, but he'd somehow rewritten that history in his head. You had to roll your eyes every time he casually flexed in the mirror or commented on his āgodlike physiqueā while you were just trying to make breakfast.
After you two got together, Sukuna calmed downājust a bit, though. A tiny bit. The only reason for that was because you were a homebody, and he was obsessed with you. He hated being away for more than two seconds, so his usual chaos-making was put on pause. For the most part. But when he did get out of the house, you practically had to beg his friends to drag him out so they could spend some time with him.
Of course, you knew heād only last an hour. Two hours max if he was feeling especially āgenerous,ā as he called it. Any longer, and heād be banging on the door, demanding your attention again.
Today was one of those days. Heād been gone for, what, a whopping ninety minutes? Just as his friends were getting comfortable, Sukunaās phone rang. His smirk immediately appeared when he saw your name flash on the screen.
"What is it, woman? Miss me already?"
He didnāt even wait for a response as he strolled toward his car, leaving his friends mid-conversation. Honestly, how they put up with his attitude was a mystery. Then again, they probably liked the peace and quiet when he wasnāt talking their ears off about how amazing he was.
"Sukuna," you started, sounding seriousāan instant red flag for him. "Do you want to fight?"
That stopped him in his tracks. Sukuna, fight? Oh, he was born for this. He practically lived for it. The guy was ready to throw hands with anyone over anything. His blood practically sang at the idea.
His voice dropped to that dangerous tone he reserved for anyone dumb enough to get on his bad side. "What happened? You okay?"
"My friend's boyfriend cheated on her, and now he's coming to our place, blaming me for her breaking up with him. He's talking mad crazy⦠and I think he's bringing his friends."
The sheer nerve of someone thinking they could show up at your place, running their mouth? That was enough to set him off.
Sukuna paused mid-step, his smirk widening as a new thought popped into his head. He turned around, giving his friends that mischievous glint in his eye. āOi, you deadbeat! You up for a good fight?ā
His friends, lounging around and probably grateful for the brief respite from his constant boasting, blinked in confusion. One of them, clearly not paying attention, tilted his head. āWait, what?ā
Sukuna sighed dramatically, rubbing his temple like he was dealing with toddlers. "God, what was his name? Toji? Yeah, you!" He pointed at one of the guys, who was just minding his business. āDo you good one and two and get over here.ā
Toji, looking completely lost, raised an eyebrow. āDo I⦠what?ā
Sukuna waved his hand impatiently, rolling his eyes. āWhatever, doesnāt matter. Thereās a bunch of losers heading to my place right now, and they think they can start something. Just get in the fucking car."
Without waiting for them, he turned his attention back to you on the phone, fully aware youād heard everything. The grin on your face said it allāyou thought he was an idiot. And, to be fair, he kind of was. A complete dumbass, really, but he was your dumbass.
āTell me when they get there. Donāt open the door and stay quiet. Iāll be there in five,ā he commanded, like this was some kind of action movie and he was the hero swooping in.
You stifled a laugh. āOkay, just⦠donāt speed, Sukuna. Iām serious.ā There was a pause before you softened your voice, feeling a little bit ridiculous, but still⦠āLove you.ā
For a second, Sukunaās smirk faltered, replaced by the slightest hint of a softer expression. āYeah, yeah. Love you too. Now hang upāIāve got idiots to deal with.ā
And just like that, the dangerous, cocky grin was back on his face as he threw his phone onto the passenger seat and revved the engine.
His friends, barely in the car, exchanged knowing glances. āHow is she not sick of him yet?ā one of them muttered, earning a chuckle from the rest.
But Sukuna? He didnāt hear a word.
Both groups arrived at the same time, but Sukuna didnāt even bother parking the car properlyāhe just flung open the door and stepped out like a man on a mission. His friends followed suit, stepping out with the same resigned energy of people who knew this was just another day with Sukuna. You, of course, knew how this would go. Youād seen it before. Sukuna didnāt waste time with trash talk or back-and-forth. He had one method: charge in, swing hard, and make sure whoever stood in front of him regretted it.
As soon as Sukunaās feet hit the ground, the ex barely had time to blink. Sukuna was already charging at him like a freight train, too big, too fast, and with hands ready to do damage. The ex-boyfriend, who had been talking big earlier, didnāt even get a chance to throw a punch. Sukuna was all over him.
But oh, Sukuna wasnāt just satisfied with beating the guy. No, he had to taunt him tooāclassic Sukuna. Youād heard stories about him making grown men cry just from his sharp tongue mid-fight, and you were about to witness it firsthand.
The fight escalated quickly, turning into a full-blown brawl. Sukunaās friends, seeing the exās crew trying to get involved, jumped into the fray without hesitation. It was chaotic, fists flying everywhere, but Sukuna? He was having the time of his life, grinning while easily handling the ex-boyfriend.
From your spot on the porch, you were already recording everything on your phone, laughing at how ridiculous but utterly entertaining the whole scene was. The ex had been running his mouth earlier, acting tough, but now? Now he was getting mopped. And it was all on camera.
Then it happenedāmid-fight, the ex tried to get a cheap shot in and managed to rip Sukunaās white shirt, exposing his tattooed, sweaty chest. You saw your moment.
"Take the shirt off, baby!" you shouted, laughing.
Without even pausing, Sukuna grinned like the showman he was, ripping the rest of the shirt clean off while still stomping the ex into the ground. The guy didnāt stand a chance.
Sukuna, never one to miss an opportunity to show off, turned his whole body toward you, flexing like he was on stage, showing off his v-line, his insane tattoos, and that perfectly sculpted body. He knew exactly what he was doing, and honestly, so did you.
āGet ready for me when I finish beating his ass,ā Sukuna called out to you with a wink, before turning back to his poor opponent, who was probably regretting every decision that led him here.
You couldnāt stop laughing, capturing every second on your phone. It was ridiculous, it was over-the-top, but it was also just another day with Sukuna.
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sukuna calling toji deadbeat is my favorite thing
When you accidentally kill a curse! (E.g. you just meant to rough it up a bit, but accidentally one shot it!) Fem!reader -Crack/suggestive
YES. Unpopular opinion but I do NOT like geto Iām sorry donāt hate meš but YES SATORU MY POOKIE WOOKIE MAKE HIM SUFFERš
guys what if at one point in an revivedgeto!au he would've tried to apologise to gojo with like. an apology basket filled with what he knows all of gj's fav foods and trinkets are: sweet food down to his most-bought brands, figurines of his preffered digimon, a new pair of glasses, etc.
only for gojo to go like: "no, thanks. you can keep it."
"why?? what the hell is wrong with it??"
" well, to start off, i havent played digimon in forever. i can barely recall any of it. it stopped being fun. i don't even like sweet food anymore either. did you know? as you get older, your taste buds ameliorate. that's why adults cant handle much sweets. that's what i am now, by the way. an adult. understand that, geto. "
What is this. Angst if you SQUINT? WHAT IS YOUR DEFINITION OF SQUINT!? but amazing as alwaysss
Smau: in which they ruin your big day Warnings:Ā angst if you squint (Reign's Version), not proofread Featuring: Gojo, Geto, Choso, Toji, Nanami, Sukuna
First answer for this idea!
Hiii! Can I request a smau? When they see your bare torso for the first time, in like a bikini or crop top, and u have washboard absš¹ pre relationship pleasee
here it is! <33 I kind of changed it up a bit I hope thats okay.
HEY GUYS! The poll result says to start writing, so look out for my first official post!
My Naruto phase is crawling back.
the gremlin children like to act like their sensei is the worst but deep, deep down they actually think hes kinda cool
kakashi is crying out of frame
I love her work broš¹
notes: Iām short af and am jelly of you tall girls yall are FINE [Reqested!]
characters: Chigiri, Reo, Bachira, Hiori
warnings: reader is fem, reader is implied as taller then the boys, cursing
Iām not sure why, but chigiri liking tall girls just seems right?!
It makes him flustered when you have to look down to talk to him lmao
Probably because he feels like all of your attention is on him (which it is hehe)
Never makes comments about your height though, unless you ever feel insecure or need some hyping up, then heāll roll his eyes and say how your height is āhella hotā
Alsoā he HATES having to ask you to get the things HE canāt reach. It hurts his lmasculinity okay?
also alsoā THE VIBES yall give off is INSANE. Like Iām sorry?? Who is the model couple Iām looking at rn?! Chigiri with his lethal face card + YOUR lethal face card + you height is just a modeling campaign just WAITING to happen istg
Oho ho š¤
he LOVES himself a tall girl
Something about how you look at him makes him feel towered over makes him all blushy n flustered
His pupils dilate and his face flushed hehe
Itās actually quite the scene
Oh, OH, and honey.. if you wear heels everā¦. OHOHOHO
hes dead
gone
ascended
THE OVERWHELMING BADASS SEXY FEMININE ENERGY IS TOO STRONG?!?!! REO DOWN!! I REPEAT REO IS DOWN!!
bro is like stuttering and shit
Jaw Is to the floor too
He finally pulls himself together and starts showering you with complimentsā like if he doesnāt say all of this now his mouth will get sewn shut lmao
Always has his hand on your waist, showing off his pretty, tall lady š
asks for piggyback rides often š Iām sorry when you agreed to date him you signed up for this
Also *slight* correctionā He just jumps on ya on ya and guesses you will catch him (sometimes it works, the majority it doesnāt)
Loves your height diff even more because it means he can be little spoon!!! (Regardless of your height, heād still be little spoon lmao)
likes clinging to you like a koala lol
also heāll be like āy/nnnnnnnn, I canāt reach thisssss help meeeeeeā (he can reach)
and youāll go stretch out for it this lil shit (affectionate) jams his fingers into your armpits and starts a tickle fight
yes. That is the only reason why Bachira asks for help reaching things
You've gotten used to his evil plan of his, and guard your armpits fiercely while he just sticks his tongue out like āš?ā
steals your clothes lmao
Height doesnāt rlly matter to him but he thinks it VV attractive š
Like āyessā¦. tower over me mālady..ā
He is tall af so itās nice for him not having to crane his neck down lmao š
He likes bumping his head/nose into yours :3 itās rlly cute
Also girl hide them legs bc they are NAWT safe around this guy
(High)lowkey has an fixation with your legs š
Just likes rubbing up and down your calves and inch his way slowly up to your thigh
cheeky boy tut tut
asks āhowās the weather up there?ā
jus smack him on his arm itās okay we listen we donāt judge
If youāre not okay with height jokes than he wonāt say anything, heāll never do anything to cross your boundaries
but basically he thinks your tallness is super sexyness
RAAAA HOPE THIS IS WHAT YA MEANT ^^
made December 15th 2024