"Why The Hell Does A Young Beautiful Woman Like That Want You???"

𝙵𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖: https://www.instagram.com/tea_troll/

𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙴𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙱𝚄𝙻𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝙷𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝙴𝚍𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚗 🖤

we were all too focused on arcane jesus that we forgot that there had to be an arcane judas

What do you think was gayer? Caitvi sex scene or whatever tf this was?

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐

18+ NSFW content ahead, MDNI

GOING TO POUND TOWN WITH SUKUNA - HEADCANONS

Includes: fem!reader, degradation, choking, unprotected piv (wear condoms, you guys and ghouls) + a bit more typical sukuna shenanigans i think he'd do (headcanons, duh)

Note: genuinely have no clue how else to label it, just pure shameless smut (not proofread); @cafekitsune - banner

¤ Sukuna isn't the one to play games with. Because that's his quirk.

¤ That abomination of a man/curse will have you all riled up and begging in a nick of time.

¤ Pinning you against any surface possible, calling you names because you're such a whiny mess after a single knuckle of his thick digit within your tight cunt, it makes him cackle.

¤ He's a natural at making you look truly pathetic, i'll give him that.

¤ He savors your pleas like they're a nectar made only for him, King of Curses, to devour.

(*coughs* God complex-)

¤ He also wants you to watch what he's doing to you. So, by any means, he will knock you up by the mirror and he WILL make you watch, whether you like it or not.

¤ Pinning you against the sink in the restroom of some club you went to unwind at with your friends; with a veiny hand on your throat as he coos sweet nothings in your ear way to delicately for someone who's about to tear your clothes off to shreds.

¤ The man just knows how to present himself, i'll give him that ×2.

¤ If there was a foreplay it was rather short and unnecessary because your panties were soaking wet from the start. Plus, Sukuna doesn't like to waste precious time on something so meaningless to him. He just sees and claims it all, no fucks given.

¤ But, ultimately, ALL fucks given.

¤ Thrusts in one deep stroke, clasping a hand over your mouth.

¤ Don't get him wrong, he thrives on your cries, but he doesn't need any unwanted attention.

¤ Despite that he will still snarl degrading stuff like "Such a vocal bitch. You want others to come and check out this sight, hm? Maybe i should ask them to join as well, how about that?" after which he'll cackle once more, seeing you so obediently trying to silence yourself with his cock buried balls deep into you.

¤ "That's what i thought. Now stop whining and take it all in."

¤ That man is a pest, and he's proud of it.

¤ He's anything but gentle. Groping your curves with such force it'll surely leave bruises.

¤ Sukuna is not fucking, he's Fucking with a capital F. Mercilessly, rough, like he's genuinely trying to break you.

¤ One hand still on your throat; squeezing tightly, not enough to choke you, but enough to make you gulp for air with teary eyes.

¤ Gojo and his "Are you cryin'?" is all sunshine and flowers compared to Sukuna's "Are you cryin'?" with that malicious grin of his.

¤ Once again, that man fucking enjoys making a babbling mess out of you. Because that's what you are today, you're a cumslut, his cumslut. Once and for all.

¤ Never lets you finish first. Like, NEVER.

¤ 'S just not your privilege, honey. By his point of view, you basically sold your body to his possession. So he'll be the one to enjoy the ride to the fullest, with your pathetic whines accompanying wet slaps of skin on skin like a wicked lewd orchestra.

¤ Hits that sweet spot with each thrust, so you're on a timed schedule here before the bubble bursts.

¤ That torment doesn't stop for a second as he chases his high. Sukuna is literally a wild beast and he makes it known.

¤ One thing he does, though, is let go of your throat just to dig his nails into your waist and hips. Because if he didn't, he'd probably snap your damn neck. The sheer force of his grip on your flesh is ungodly.

¤ Cums with a grunt or huff. Not a growl, that he did during the process and right in your ear. While his mouth kept running, of course.

(To think about it, he isn't the talkative type usually. But, oh, dirty talk? When he knows how desperate you are? Sign him up, first row, best seat with couch cushions, please.)

¤ It's a grunt of pure bliss. Head thrown back, chest raising and falling rapidly, eyes rolling into oblivion as they close shut, the whole package.

¤ He'll never admit it even if you saw it in the reflection. Gaslighting is his middle name, i'll give him that ×3.

¤ Also bucks his hips into yours to fill you up to the brim. There's no debate here, if he said you're taking it, you are. Mewl all you want, his cock will kiss your cervix one more time, before he once again denies you of your release and slips it out.

¤ Will stare as his seed drips down your pussy and thighs. It's mesmerizing to him, okay? Especially when you're all trembling and sobbing, that gets him off for round two.

¤ Whenever he's feeling generous, he will make it more enjoyable for you. Though his lovebites still leave bloody markings all over you.

¤ Also, if he's VERY generous, he will finger you. We've all seen what those hands can do, there's no point in denying it'll be divine.

¤ But your clit will literally hurt afterwards. Come on, it's Sukuna, you know the drill.

¤ Praising ain't his cup of tea, but, alas, if he feels gracious enough, he'll give you such courtesy as well. In his typical Sukuna style, of course.

¤ "Gambare, gambare... Serving me so well today. Good girl."

¤ After which he'll slap your pussy for good measure making you squeak and shudder.

¤ Aftercare is not about him, but he'll give you some time to recover. Mostly because he doesn't want anyone but him to see you like this. It's only his treasure to preserve and relish.

¤ All you're getting is another hungry kiss to seal your cursed pact for good, bad and dirty.

"Now... how about we ditch this place and get back home? I'm still... starving."

¤ TOJI FUSHIGURO ¤ NANAMI KENTO ¤

The fact i only finished arlong park arc yet already done two fanarts (and fic in the drafts) + have more ideas that i will have to drag with me untill my procrastinating ass decides to do shit is just so infuriatingly obsessive it makes me question my sanity

I'm already in the zosan pit, might as well enjoy it, since it's only gonna be downhill from here on

Unfortunately for now that's all what i'm gonna contribute to this fandom

Vander: I've always liked the name Violet. Silco: *snorts a line* Hey, you know what I like?

"This is called the "Rippling Sword". "Rippling Ophelia"… Great name, don't you think? But it's not too well known yet. Because most of the people who've seen it are dead."

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The frame is on amazon btw :)

(just memes and crack and a bit of cursing)

All of you (me included) be riding Buggy's head like there's no tomorrow in your fics. But there IS tomorrow. And just imagine the aftermath of it.

All crew on deck, debriefing plans for the upcoming Nami rescue mission. You casually drinking your morning tea/coffee while leaning on the railing, Buggy's head close to you on a barrel, whistling some tune, being an annoying (but strangely satisfied) brat.

Usopp gives the two of you a confused glance; Zoro doesn't even flinch, pretending to ignore anything but Luffy's speech; Sanji makes a distasteful grimace at Buggy. And Luffy is being Luffy, completely unfazed by the weird intimacy between you two.

Usopp, being the man of curiosity, bluntly asks "Why're you so okay being THAT close to HIM?"

Mouth full of your drink you can't quickly reply something witty.

So Buggy does it for you. In his Buggy style, of course. And a VERY suggestive wink, as a cherry on top.

"Oh, we were MUCH closer than that last night."

You choke THAT INSTANT. Your drink nearly spilling out of your nose as you proceed to cough your lungs out.

All while Usopp's jaw drops, Zoro raises his eyebrow, giving you a BOMBASTIC and CRIMINAL OFFENSIVE side eye, and Sanji gripping his head in utter shock and silently mouthing to you "did you fuck a clown?!"

And Luffy again being Luffy, just looking between everyone, completely oblivious to Buggy's implications.

"I don't get it, can someone explain?"

Your face now red from embarrassment, as you glance down at Buggy, whose grin is so wide it could possibly break his face in half. And you once again don't get a chance to dismiss this mess he started, because the guys quickly do it for you. In unison.

Usopp, panicking, "DoN't wOrrY abOut It!!"

Zoro, shaking his head, "Leave it to the adults."

Sanji, in a sweet chirp, "Do you want some meatloaf? Let's go make one RIGHT NOW!"

Upon hearing "meat" Luffy loses all interest to you and Buggy, cheerfully following after Sanji into the kitchen. However, Zoro and Usopp stay, both eyeing you with blank stares. Buggy's shit eating grin still there, your own embarrassment is hidden on the bottom of your cup.

Zoro, tone indifferent, "...did you really..?"

Buggy, expression smug, "Would you like to hear the deets?-"

You, now wishing you suffocated him between your thighs last night, "HOW ABOUT A SILENT GAME FOR THE REST OF THIS MORNING?!"