Rengoku My Beloved

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𖦹⭒°｡⋆ stalker!jinx x fem!reader (part 2)

part 1

; warnings: NSFW, gun, some pain inflicting, strap, messy sex, squirt, fingering, stretching out, some degrading/praise, switch!jinx x switch!reader (i think… fighting for dominance almost)

“You wore those just for me, toots?”

You felt a shockwave travel throughout your body as you heard those words roll out of Jinx’s mouth as she stood behind you. Eyes widening, breath picking up, room spinning a bit from the shock going straight to your head. This feeling wasn’t from fear, or anxiousness, it was from excitement. It was almost as if your fight or flight mode ceased to exist. Your fists balled up, squeezing tightly, little crescent marks beginning to form on your palms. That little seven letter sentence completely sobered you up, focused on nothing but the sound of Jinx’s boots clinking on the ground as she slowly walked around your room. For some reason, you refused to turn around. You were too busy trying to convince yourself that the moment you’d waited on for so fucking long was actually happening.

“Wanna know somethin’?” She asked, her finger grazing along your walls and desk, fiddling with the objects on it. “I’ve been in this room so many times, too many times to count.” Her steps moved closer to you, inches away now, standing right behind you. Her voice was a little rough, but soft, almost a whisper. Your body stiffened up, fists shivering. “But, this time is different. This is the first time I’m in it with you… awake.”

Her breath was hitting the back of your neck, making you gasp sharply. “Are you scared?” Jinx whispered tauntingly in your hear, making you quickly turn around to face her. To face the woman that haunted your life in the best fucking way possible. The woman who knew your every move, killed someone for you, and who could destroy you if she wanted to. There she was, face to face with you, a smirk plastered on her lips. Her eyes gleamed in the dark faintly lit room, pupils blown out. Her hands were behind her back, blue hair in her face, looking innocent yet so guilty.

“Jinx,” You said, voice breathy and quiet.

“That’s me.” She said, inching closer. She was just centimeters away now, so close you felt her body heat radiating off of her. Your heart pounded against your chest loudly, so loud you could hear every beat.

“What… What is it about me? Why me?” You questioned, hesitant but not stuttering. Your mind raced as you finally asked the question that tore you apart. You wondered what she’d say, your eyes darting all across her face, itching for a reaction out of her.

She raised her eyebrow then sneered, like she wasn’t expecting a question. “I could tell you weren’t scared from the start,” She started, walking around you, eyeing your body. “You might be hot, but you aren’t such a good actress. You do know that, right?”

Your eyes rolled at her comment, scoffing a bit. “Well-”

Jinx cut you off with the sudden click of her gun pressed against the back of your head. Your eyes shot open, tensing up against the cold metal. “Yet, you still put on that fucked up petrified face every time I got close to you. Like, like you… wanted to go along with it.” She made her way around you again, gun still cocked on your head, nose to nose with you now as she spoke. “You did that for me, didn’t you? You did that to please me. You… You’re fucking crazy.” Her eyes glared at you, snickers escaping her lips as she spoke.

Your eyebrows furrowed, flush forming on your cheeks. She’d known all along, which irritated you. I mean, if she knew, why hadn’t she done something about it sooner? “Funny, coming from you. Answer my fucking question.”

“C’mon, babe… Don’t you get it?” Jinx leaned in, lips hovering over yours, her other hand gripping on your jaw. “I just fucking did.”

That did it for you. Your lips crashed into hers, a moan escaping your mouth as the two of you melted into one. Her long tongue slithered its way into your mouth, battling for dominance with your own. She threw the gun on your bed, slamming you down on it, tongues still intertwined. Her saliva dripped into your mouth as she groaned against you, hips grinding against your damp panties. You wrapped your arms around her neck, fingertips feeling her skin, something you’d been dreaming to do for so long. She suddenly pulled away from you, sitting up on your thighs, panting as she spoke.

“Do ya wanna know something else I know?” She asked, head tilting as her hand reaching down, fingers trailing against the bottom of your stomach, making the heat build up inside your thighs again. You weren’t sure if you really wanted to know, but you nodded anyway, hoping whatever it was would get her to put her fingers inside you.

“I know about your late night activities,” Jinx said as she leaned over you, hand slowly creeping its way into your panties, making your legs spread. Your cheeks flushed a bright pink, biting down on your lip.

“I memorized the way you’d call out for me every time you came. I mean, seriously, every fucking time. I memorized your face, your body, the certain pitch your moans made right when you were on edge,” Her hand slipped in, grazing over your clit, playing with the wetness dripping out of your hole. You gasped at the sensation, gripping onto the sheets, eyes darting towards her face. You were desperate at this point, skin on fire from her teasing, wanting nothing more than for her to completely wreck you. “Wanna know one more thing?”

You nodded quickly, “Yes, please. Tell me, hurry.”

She giggled, tutting at your pleading. “What a needy thing.” She licked along your ear, nibbling it softly before she whispered, “I memorized the way you fucked yourself while you imagined it was me.”

Her two fingers slipped in, so smoothly, so easily, like you were molded perfectly for her. Like she belonged inside of you. Your back arched, eyes rolling back, moaning loudly. She groaned as she pushed them in as far as they’d go, feeling as you clenched around her. The ear nibble quickly turned into a bite, drawing blood from your ear. She licked it up, pumping in and out of you, curling her fingers just the way you liked it. You yelped at the sudden sharp pain, but quickly forgot about it as your whole body was swallowed by pleasure.

“Jinx!” You called out for her, hands gripping on her shoulders, nails digging into her skin.

She looked at you, eyes full of desire and glow, trying her best to stay composed as she continued. “Jeez, you’re wearin’ out my name, toots.”

“You… You promise you were looking?” You asked, eyes lowered, a smirk rising up on your face.

Jinx scoffed, eyebrows raised. “You’re way worse than my stalking habit, you know that?” She suddenly pulled out, stared into your eyes, and put the fingers that were just inside of you in her mouth. Your eyes widened, jaw dropping slightly, breath hitching.

“Sweet.” Was all she said before she practically tore your panties off, leaving you naked, exposing the stickiness between your thighs as she spread them open and stared into it. “Wow, look at you!Do guns against your head turn you on, doll?” She taunted as she poked at your clit, making your whole body twitch. You suddenly sat up, pulling her towards you, and kissed her again. You slid your tongue in her mouth to taste yourself as you began to tug her pieces of clothing off. One by one they left her body, leaving her just as bare and vulnerable as you.

“There,” You muttered, lips now resting against her neck. “Now we’re even.” You bit down, sucking and swirling your tongue on her pale skin, leaving behind red and purple bruises. You were totally marking her, making sure everyone knew that she belonged to you just as much as you belonged to her. You reached down her stomach, further down, until you reached her sopping cunt. It was practically drooling for you, her head throwing back and a strained moan escaping her lips as your finger gently pressed against her clit. You rubbed in slow circles, hearing her breath hitch as she slowly began to lose control.

“H-Handsy, aren’t ya?” Jinx muttered out, her lanky, cold hands gripping onto your shoulders as her hips bucked on your fingers, like she was asking for more without using words. You grinned softly at her neediness, knowing that in reality, as scary as she wanted to seem, you were the one who had the power. You’d known that all along, too. The two of you were a panting, moaning, needy mess as you continued to tease her. You wanted her to break first, to throw you down and spread you apart, to use you until she was satisfied. You could tell she was close to breaking—her face twisting up every time you’d stop rubbing, nose twitching, moans growing louder and more frustrated. She was so fucking cute.

You were quickly thrown back onto the bed as she got up for a second, rummaging through the bag she had brought.

“What are you—”

“Jeez, give me a second, will ya?” Jinx said as she strapped something on her hips, rolling your eyes at her. “It’s something special.” She turned around, grinning wide as a violet, glowing strap hung off of her. Your eyes widened at her length, looking back up to meet her eyes. “I made this just for you, toots!” She said proudly. “You said I could do whatever I wanted, right?” She questioned, climbing back on the bed, propping you up against the wall.

“Well,” You started, thighs opening up for her. “I did say something like that.” Her face lit up, wasting no time as she positioned the tip of the toy against your drippy hole. “Open wiiiiide!” She said as she pushed your thighs back, pressing them against your chest. You looked away in embarrassment, eyes shutting for a second, before you felt the sharp pain of her palm hitting your cheek. Your eyes shot back open, jaw dropping a bit as you stared at her hardened expression. “Look at me. Don’t close your eyes, got it?” Jinx instructed, holding onto your jaw as she forced your face towards her. “Gods, that look on your face fucking kills me…” She said as she slowly slid her member inside of you.

A slow, loud moan rolled out of your mouth as she did so, eyes rolling back. You gripped onto her back, nails running down against it, leaving red marks all along it. “Shit,” You hissed. “So—So fucking big…" She was stretching you out, making your face twist up as she pushed the toy in deeper.

“Oh, I know, baby. But you can take it, can’t you? I made this special just for you. Don’t ruin it, alright? I believe in you!” She cooed a little mockingly as she forced it in all the way. Jinx knew how to please you. She’d learned how to from afar, taking the time to make the perfect toy for you with the notes she’d taken from her watching you orgasm time and time again. It hit your g-spot just right, grazing against it every time she thrusted, the violet light glowing so brightly, showing how deep inside you she was. She fucked so hard against you that the toy repeatedly slapped against your clit, sending jolts all throughout your body.

“Fuck, s-so deep…” She started, pressing against the bulge the toy created against your skin. Jinx was… messy, to say the least. She would rut into you, thrusts heavy and deep, wanting to fill up every inch of you. The strap of the toy rubbing against her puffy clit every time she did so. Poor thing was so wet, she was moaning louder than you were. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, drool dripping along your breasts, her chipped nails digging into your waist as she continued. Her makeup was smudged, panting like a dog in heat. She was starving before you, patiently waiting for this moment. Hungry for your warmth. Waiting to make you hers. She looked down at your stretched out hole, slick noises coming from it as she fucked into you. “L-Look at you, taking me so well. So… s’fucking… mmh! Good!”

You knew that last part wasn’t praise, she was moaning out about how good she felt. It sounded like she was the one getting pounded into. She was greedy and desperate, face completely fucked out. You smirked, legs spreading wider, staring deep into her eyes. “Look at—mmh—me? Look at you. Such a mess even though I’m the one getting fucked.”

Jinx whined at your comment, face nuzzling into your neck, tongue grazing along your skin as she savored the salty taste of your sweat. “Been waitin’ on this for so long, I can’t—I can’t help it!” She mewed out, her voice cracking as her speed picked up. “You—You’re gonna fucking kill me, doll!”

Your fingers reached for the gun that laid beside you, wrapping your hand around it as you pointed it to her head. A smirk curled up on your face as Jinx’s eyes met yours, widened and full of shock. You bit your lip at the sight of her face, feeling a tightness growing at the bottom of your stomach, your moans increasingly getting higher.

“Are—Are you—scared?” You mocked, sentence choppy, finger shaking as it rested against the trigger. Jinx groaned out, cackling as she positioned the toy to hit nothing but the spot that made your toes curl. Your back arched, struggling to keep the gun held up, screaming out as she did so.

“Ah, ah, ah! You wanna be oh so big and bad? Keep the fucking gun on me, or I’ll pull out. I can tell you’re close.” She hissed, hand on your cheeks, forcing you to look at nothing but her. She had slobber on her jaw, hair sticking to her sweaty forehead, her whiny moans growing louder as you pressed the gun against her head harder. “You’re mine. You’re all fucking mine. Your—Your hole is mine, your body is mine, your mind is mine. Y-You’re—fucking—mine!”

You could feel your walls tightening around the toy, your body begging for release. Your thighs began to quiver underneath her, eyes watering up. “Everything is y-yours! All of me is yours, Jinx, everything! Please let me come. Let me fucking come, pleasepleaseplease!” You begged, hips bucking against the toy.

“Pull the trigger.” She demanded, trying her best to keep herself together. “C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, s’close…”

Your eyes widened a bit at her command, hand trembling, eyes darting towards the gun then back to her face as you hesitated. You knew Jinx’s weapons were always loaded, was she really that crazy? Her grip tightened on your face, moaning out in frustration. “Come on, do it for me, my favorite girl. Do it for me, make me come. Be a good girl, yeah? Pull the fucking trigger! Just—”

Click.

Your heart skipped a beat, holding your breath. The second her empty gun clicked, Jinx threw her head back, moaning your name out loudly as spurts of squirt escaped her cunt, the warmness spreading over your pussy. You stared in awe of the view, watching as she came before you. You reached your orgasm soon after, dropping the gun to wrap your arms around her neck and hold her close as cum gushed out of you and onto her strap. You scratched up her shoulders, bit into her skin, teeth sinking deep in her. She moaned out at the pain, making her orgasm ride out longer, fucking you slow and deep to draw yours out as well. She pulled out after, limp body laying on yours, panting as her head rested on your stomach. You laid there motionless, taking deep breaths as you played with her loose hair, staring at the wall in front of you.

You were speechless. You didn’t believe it was real, having sex with Jinx. You’d thought about it for so long, how could you possibly know if this was real or part of your imagination? You looked down at her, eyes closed as her other hand gripped onto your thigh. She’s real, right? You thought to yourself, finger poking at her cheek to get a reaction out of her. She opened one eye, whining at you. “Hey, what the hell?”

“S-Sorry.” You replied, still staring at her. She groaned, sitting up in front of you.

“What, cat got your tongue?” She teased, giggling a bit.

“No! Just…” You started, reaching over to grab onto her hand. “You’re real, right?”

Silence. Her eyes blinked a couple times before she let a cackle out, pulling you in closer to her face. “Oh, you bet I’m real, baby. You’re mine. I’m gonna make your life a living hell.”

You smiled, staring into the same violet eyes you’d fallen for a long time ago. Her response excited you more than the actual sex itself. “You promise?”

Bro this gives me a story idea 😱

Little hc, Kyojuro NEEDS to hold onto something for comfort

When he was a baby/toddler, he always went up and down with a blanket or plushie, clinging onto it like if it was his life. As he grew up he started to cling onto his mother's clothing, oftenly grabbing onto Ruka's kimono or hands, and sometimes he would cling onto Shinjuro's haori

As Ruka passed away and his father grew cold and distant, he didnt have anything to hold onto so he took in the habit of crossing his arms. On his adulthood, Kyojuro oftenly crosses his arms, he clings onto himself for comfort, a unconscious response to the loss and search of the warmth he once had as a child

oh my god you’re about to make me cry anon 😭 i can totally see this and my heart hurts so much for him. imagine his relief when you let him hold onto you 🥹

“And survived” I’m throwing up.

Oh no, I've done it again, I've tainted a cute idea with angst

𝐯𝐢, 𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐱, 𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚, 𝐦𝐞𝐥, 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐜𝐨 ᵃʳᶜᵃⁿᵉ ²ˣ⁰⁵

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ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴏʀ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ɪꜰ ᴜ sᴀᴠᴇ

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ

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Happy Belated New Year!! though it's not quite Year of the Dragon yet so that's my excuse!

Full version and the first installment of the Kyojuro Calendar is available here! Stay tuned for more to come!

Bro he’s trying ☹️

he’s trying ig

The version without my oc

Someone draw something similar to this but with the hashira please bruh

You! Come here, lemme kiss u 😡❤️‍🔥

Excellent.

You’ve done Kyojuro x Boobs, but what about Shinjuro x Boobs (I mean Kyojuro’s gotta get it from somewhere)

-🌕 (moon anon)

😧 how have I not done Shinjuro x boobs omg. You're so right!

Shinjuro Rengoku x Boobs

NSFW. F!reader. Booooobs.

Shinjuro has spent far too many years of his life warring with pain.

He craves softness and solace, gentle touches, comfort.

And he finds those things with you.

Shinjuro will lie for hours in your arms, head nestled against your chest while you play with the gold and auburn peaks if his hair.

Soft, rumbly sounds of pleasure roll from his chest, which he swears are just sighs but honestly, they sound suspiciously like purrs.

He grumbles but he doesn't actually mind being teased for it. He's happy, and he never thought he could possibly feel that again. He didn't even think he was worthy of it.

But if you persist in poking the bear, you should know what to expect next...

"Purring? I'll show you purring!"

He nuzzles his face between your tits, blonde spikes tickling your chest, groaning contentedly and letting his body go limp and heavy as if you've suffocated him, heart filled by the way you laugh and tell him he's terrible.

Those playful moments are so precious to him.

And they don't stay playful for long.

Soft kisses being to linger, his big, warm hands slide around your body to ease open your top, exposing your breasts to his eager mouth.

Just a peek to begin with... he likes to savor you and pay attention to every inch of skin.

He loves the way you tangle your fingers in his hair and push him down when he teases your nipple with slow licks

Golden eyes watching you, eager to do well.

His composure rarely lasts. He gets titty-drunk pretty quickly.

Shinjuro mouths your breasts like he's trying to fit the whole thing in.

He kisses them so slow and sloppy, making your nipples glisten so prettily.

The first time he sucked your tits he came from it. The excitement, the intimacy, the sounds you made, the way you reacted to his touch. It was all too much.

You shifted your leg, brushing your thigh against his lower belly and that was all it took for him to convulse through his orgasm, muttering a string of apologies against the plush of your breast.

But now... as much as he enjoys it, he wants to do well for you. Your pleasure is his priority, and gone are the days of simply chasing his own orgasm.

He'll suck your tits for hours if you let him, tongue languid yet absolutely insatiable.

And he'll happily make you cum as many times as you like, however you want it. Fingering you, fucking you, letting you cockwarm him, letting you ride his abdomen while you're on top. Whatever it takes to get you off, he'll do it.

Shinjuro is a man who lost almost everything, and now that he has you, he has no intention of wasting a moment.