I Said What I Said

my boy be movin!

had a sudden vision of hatefucking with gojo 🥴🥴

cw: f! reader, hate-fucking, pronebone, spanking, brat reader, 18+

hate fucking with gojo where he‘s ruthless, he loves you, but his thrusts and hits against you act the sheer opposite. you’re taking him from behind, and he’s got such the upper hand, smiling at you laid flat on your chest for him, your whines and babbles just egging him on.

“awww, what‘s the matter, baby? no more back talk to me? just decided to shut up and take me like a good girl, hm?” he’d rasp before chuckling, giving your ass a mean spank and you moan, feeling his body weight just pressing against you.

you chewed on your bottom lip, bawling up the white sheets into your hands before grumbling, trying to hide your whines. “f-fuck you, satoru.”

“not listenin' to a word you say when you can’t even speak without stuttering, hehe.”

you moan— and he’s just drilling himself inside of you at this point. you bite your lip, your head being practically shoved against the covers.

“y-you fuck like a girl, satoru—” you snicker, still a bit of brat left in you, and you feel his hips pause.

“. . . oh really,” he hums, raising a brow. his voice is smooth and silky— it deepens just a bit and pathetically enough it makes your poor cunt twitch. gojo thinks for a moment before he suddenly pins your wrists behind your back with one hand, gifting you a mean spank with another. “i fuck like a girl yet you expect me to let you cum, right?”

“h—huh?” you moaned.

gojo had a smug grin on his face before he starts up his pace again, nearly taking your breath away. “tch—dumb brat. if you can huh, you can hear me. and i know you heard me,”

he huffs out, and you whimper, head just laid against the bed, just sitting there and taking him. gojo smells so good to, some familiar rosy scent of rich perfume.

just so intoxicating.

“fuck,” he grunts, feeling your pussy grip around him like a vice— gojo‘s still got your arms pinned behind your back, driving his hips into you at full speed, you can barely match more keep up with his face. it was so lewd, he had your tongue nearly lolling out, you probably looked so stupid. he’s in love with the way you squeeze against him,

it leaves such a good taste in his mouth as he rubs his glossy lips together, slowing down just a bit to smack and smack and smack his hips into you at full strike— ensuring you feel everything. “you should be thanking me that i’m fucking you. ungrateful slu—.”

you moaned, feeling him spank your ass again. “you should— be thanking me for letting you fuck me. if it wasn’t for me, you’d probably n-never get laid.”

. . .

you giggle before gojo immediately pauses again, but this time he pulls out. you whined and oh, did you strike a nerve.

“oh you’re right. guess we’re finished here,” gojo shrugs, and you hear him reaching for his pants.

you sit up, so close to finishing and your lip quivers, staring at gojo who’s glancing at you, cockily teasing his head. “what? somethin' to say?” you glared at him, and doing that only gets him hard.

“finish fucking me.” you grumble, tugging his arm.

gojo hums. “i don’t knowwww. you kinda hurt my feelings, princess,” and then he smiles, looking down at you. “if you want me to finish, i’m gonna have to hear you beg for it.”

“. . . f—fuck you, i’m not doing that. just finish fucking me, satoru.” you huffed out a breath, sitting on your knees, already missing his thick cock shoved deep between your walls, making your back arch and eliciting such carnal whiney whimpers from your throat.

“oh? well, i don’t fuck stubborn brats, sorry.” gojo rolls his eyes, his tone growing sassy. “go use your dildo if you wanna talk like that. i’m sure it’s so much bigger than me, right?” and he leans down your height, copying the pout you had before haughtily grinning.

you let off an annoyed sigh and he giggles. “. . . please—” you started, growing more and more embarrassed. “fuck me, satoru. i need it.”

“oh please, even i can beg better than that.” gojo furrows his eyebrows in disgust— he makes you lie on your back this time, rubbing his pink near swollen tip against your soaked folds and you whine, staring at his beefy toned body. “beg like you mean it. and— ooh, tell me, ‘pretty please, satoru!’ yeah. say it like f'me that.”

“you’re so annoying,” you whine— and he’s teasing you, rubbing his dick up and down your sloppy cunt, his tip is just sliding against your folds. he grows quiet so he can hear your messy pussy squelch and squelch, it’s so nasty. nasty how insanely wet for him. “p—pretty please, 'toru. pretty please.. finish fucking me—”

“aw. good girlllll. sound so pretty when you whine like that.” he praises you with a smug cunning grin, leaning in to kiss you. you whimper, kissing back, moaning in his mouth from how quick he slides inside— his girth just stretching you out completely, your nails drag down his back. a smile forms against his pink lips before pulling away to stare at you—

your cute body just bouncing against the bed. “oooooh, baby. look at you. just can’t ever get enough, huh. i wouldn’t be able to get enough of myself either. especially with how good i fuck, hehe.”

before he grins at you, a rough hand softly wrapping around your throat to make sure you stare at him the entire time while you’re getting absolutely pounded into your own mattress.

“. . . my pretty needy girl,” he rasps before enunciating his words with his deep thrusts, making your mind spin in circles. “can’t get enough of this sloppy—fuckin'—pussy.”

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bruh i just forgave him when he posted the pics on insta but now i’m just mad again

FANTASIZING ABOUT having office sex with Nanami Kento ♡︎.

At first, Nanami didn’t even like you. While he works his ass off, you sit lazily at your desk and only care about your appearance. More invested in reapplying lipgloss to your brown lip-lined lips, or wondering if you should wear your natural afro out or braid your hair. You’d walk around the office with those tight little pencil skirts that could barely be considered professional, and those blouses that always found some way to accentuate your boobs.

But the icing on the cake was how dumb you were. It’s a miracle you even landed this job with how incompetent you were. Always asking him or your other colleagues to help you with a report, and if you were feeling really lazy, then you’d just ask them to do the whole thing entirely. You’d always flash them a sweet and innocent smile while you bent over beside them, offering an insincere apology for burdening them. No one could get mad at you though, well, no one except Nanami that is.

He’s had enough of your antics and decided you needed to learn that your beauty isn’t gonna get you anywhere around him. But he’s lesson, turned out to be having you sit naked on his lap with his cock stuffing you full. Your back was to his chest and he tied your wrist together behind you with his tie. Tears welled up in your eyes, threatening to smudge your perfect makeup but that was the least of your worries right now. Soft mewls left your lips and you begged for mercy, wanting him to move and grant you some kind of relief. But your pleas fell on deaf ears as Nanami continued to do his work, he had to work overtime because of you so you wouldn’t be getting any pleasure from him until he finished all the reports you dumped onto him earlier that day.

He’ll have you like that for what seems like hours when really it’s a few minutes because your reports really aren’t that hard. And when he’s done, best believe you’re in a world of hurt. The minute he clicks submit on the last assignment, he’s moving and bringing you along with him. Nanami surges up and brings you forward with a yelp of surprise. Without much care, he’ll have you fall onto his desk, forcing your back into an arch so that his cock stayed inside you. “See, did that take so long for me to do? It’s not hard if you put actual effort into it,” he says, thrusting into you from behind. One of his hands holding your arm to bring your body back so you took the full force of his strokes, the other hand is holding the back of your neck and pushing your face down into the cold plastic of his cubicle desk.

Clicking his tongue in disappointment, Nanami drank in your desperation as you moaned and whined shamelessly. For a moment, he allowed himself to enjoy the glazed, tearful look on your face. It was much more appealing in his opinion than your smug and ditzy expression that you constantly sported. Because he knew very well that you were such a whore underneath that innocent facade, and it was just a matter of time before someone put you in your place. His thrust were punishing, The sounds of your bodies colliding filled the room, the desk beneath you rocking with each forceful movement, creaking and groaning under the force of Nanami’s powerful movements.

Your moans mingled with the lewd slapping sounds that echoed in the office, fueling his desire further. Nanami's hips moved in a relentless dance of pleasure and possession, his own need building. He smoothly moved his fingers from your nape to entangle in your hair, before suddenly gripping it and pulling your head up as he leaned down to meet you halfway so he could speak in your ear.

“At least you’re good for something. You’re better suited as a well kept whore than an office worker, but don’t worry, I’ll fix that soon enough.”

suguru’s “are you the strongest because you’re gojo satoru or are you gojo satoru because you’re the strongest?” really hits you when you come to terms with the fact that satoru is nothing but a tool for jujutsu society — even in death. suguru will always be the only one who questioned it, who saw satoru as more than “the strongest sorcerer” because he was his best friend first and foremost :)

Sonya Massey was a paranoid-schizophrenic woman who turned to the police when she was scared and suspected an intruder inside of her home; she was a Black, mentally ill, woman shot dead and executed by a white police officer solely because she said "I rebuke you" over a pot of water. she was DUCKING DOWN behind a counter repeating the words "I'm sorry" as he advanced and, eventually, killed her. Sean Grayson, a white police officer, executed her.

her name was Sonya Massey. she was a human being who deserved to live. say her fucking name. Sonya Massey.

edit: please do not erase or negate the fact that Sonya was schizophrenic. Black schizophrenic people are more likely to die at the hands of the police as well as be brutalised by them, and by negating the fact that she was schizophrenic, you are erasing that this was an execution fuelled by BOTH racism & saneism. please have some respect and continue to say her name, thank you.

. . . 彡 🗑️ trash draft: gojo's dirty talk dialogue

🔞 minors scroll for your life pls don't read / n.sfw / smut / 18+ content

NOTE: oh my god idk what feral state i was in when i wrote this but enjoyyy👍

WARNINGS — fem reader, namecalling (slvt, good girl, baby, freak), dom / kinda mean gojo, teasing n he laughs at u, dirty talk, corruption kink if u squint, light daddy kink, unprotected sex

" Aw, look at you spreading those fucking legs so easily for me. Needy little slut. You want it? Nah, I think you gotta work for it today, sweetheart. Use that voice. Hm? What was that? Talk louder — louder, baby, use your words. Mmm? Yeah you want me to do what now? Ruin you? Haha, I can't believe you're into that, fucking freak. M'kay, stay right there 'n don't fuckin' move. Let daddy ruin you. You know you've been a bad girl, mmm yeah you have — ahaha, don't lie to me. I can see right through you. Oh my god, you're so wet — shit that's fucking cute, look at that pretty pussy gushing for me. Fuckin' look at it. Hey, watch me put it in. Keep those eyes on me. Ah-ah — I said eyes — on — me. Good girlll, g-good little slut. Oh fuuuck that's — ahhh yeah that's g-good — that's really fuckin' good. Take me, baby, take all of it. F—uck you're gonna milk me dry, huh? Yeah? Gonna milk this dick dry? Aw, don't hide your face. I wanna see all those naughty expressions on your face. Don't worry, it's okay to be a dirty girl — mmm that's the spot you like, isn't it? This spot right here? Ooo, you're creaming already? Am I that good at fuckin' you? Hehe. Come on, I'm just teasing — I love your reactions. Uh-huh. Is that so? Why don't you put your money where your mouth is, hm sweetheart? Let's see how many rounds you can last with me, baby. Haha, yeah right. No fucking way you're gonna last. 'M gonna ruin that pussy, you just lay there and take it like a good girl for me, m'kay? Good. That's what I like to hear. Good obedient lil' slut, I love it. Gonna show you what happens when you get too cocky in my bed."