ೃ࿔ TABOO CRUSH ☾

PAIRING — mma!toji fushiguro x uni!reader

CONTENT — MDNI, angst, NSFW, filthy, age gap, nsfw, thigh riding, pet names, MAJOR spit kink, virginity loss, corruption kink, spanking, cheating, daddy kink, pussy slapping, cunninglingus, creampie, unprotected, dacriphilia,

A/N — end of fic for informational + donation links 🍉

you were just a girl. and being a girl you obviously fangirled over silly things.

it varied really. you fangirled over one piece, aot, video game characters, film characters, peaky blinders, game of thrones, k-dramas, and of course sports. you had silly crushes on soccer players, but the one athlete who truly dominated your heart was the best mma fighter of all time and that was none other than, Toji Fushiguro.

“megumiiii!” you run over to the boy, throwing yourself on his back making him stumble, just as yuuji came, also jumping on megumi.

nobara was running as well with her shopping bags and boba before gasping for air by the time she reached the doorstep of the fushiguro household.

“we missed you!” yuuji whines. the three of you decided to pay megumi a visit after his weeklong absence due to his cold.

“get off me.” he grunts.

“it’s okay! we don’t care that you’re sick!” you dramatically cry out, yuuji crying as well as you kiss megumi’s cheek—

NOT SO INVISIBLE STRING — GOJO SATORU

synopsis: the universe has a funny way of working. gojo always knew he was destined to be with you and so did others. it just took some time for you to figure that out as well.

content warning(s): FLUFF! eventual smut so 18+ mdni, fem! reader, pining gojo (sooo cute), mutual pining, friends to lovers, unproetected sex, gojo calling you baby multiple times while going innn.

word count: 6.8k zoo wee mama... pls read anyway or i'll d—

“So, you’re not gonna miss me? Not even a little?” 

An arm was suddenly thrown across your shoulder, leaving you to bear its weight. The press of his uniform stuck to your nape, making his presence all the more difficult to ignore.

Fellow students bustled and sidestepped their way around you two, some even falter in their steps to ogle briefly at the scene unfolding before them.

“Satoru, move!” Shoko— your saviour— jabs Gojo’s side, urging him to budge, but to no avail.

He’s still tethered to your side, twirling around his diploma in his unoccupied hand despite your best efforts to create space between you two. “You’re literally blocking people’s way toward the gates,” she says.

It’s graduation day and the last day of school for the spring semester, bringing the school year to yet another successful end. It also meant that today would be the last time your upperclassmen would walk on school grounds as students.

Ex-husband!Gojo who doesn’t understand that the parents (mostly the moms who try to hide behind their giant sunglasses) at Mio’s soccer games talk, and he chooses today to pull you into his lap. Several sideways glances cast your way at how cozy you both must look as you watch your four-year-old daughter run in the wrong direction across the field because she got distracted by a butterfly.

He doesn’t hear what they talk about—aren’t they divorced? I’ve never seen anyone divorced act like that—or (worse) when they try to be subtle about their probing into Satoru’s dating life while you stand there with a stilted smile plastered onto your face. 

(More than likely, he’s listened to every word and doesn’t give it the same amount of thought or care as you do.)

“Gojo,” you hiss, trying to move off his lap to no avail. “I have my own chair.”

“Can you still call me that if it’s your name too?”

A huff. “Go bother somebody else—”

“Shh,” he tells you, tugging you further against his chest. “You’re missing the game. Mio’s finally found her way back onto the field again.”

BEST BIG BROTHER EVER 🥲

Eijiro turned over in his bed slowly becoming conscious as sleep began to run away from him. It didn't take long for him to realize what had disturbed him.

That ending! Mah heart😭💔

Poor baby Eijirou just wants Katsuki to be happy, and if it's not with him, so be it.

What a man😫

Let’s Pretend We’re Married

Summary: Your first girls trip to Vegas, and you meet a mysterious hot stranger who was dumped right before your eyes. But then you and said hot stranger decide to go on your own adventure…and it’s the best night of your life…

Relationship: Mickey Henry x black!reader

Warnings: graphic language, alcohol use, unprotected sex, mentions of oral (fem), 18+

A/N: Now this…I’m excited for. Originally, this was going to be a Taika fic…but then I was like nah I gotta give this to my boy Mickey. First solo Mickey fic? And I definitely had too much fun writing it…soooo it’s damn near 10K words 🙃 I didn’t know how to end this one I think I could have kept going but I was like bitch shut the hell up already. By the way, never been to Vegas lol so pretty much made this up as I wrote. The song inspired it all. It’s so cute, so fun. Sigh…enjoy…

Casino’s were never your thing, so Vegas was never a vacation destination you cared for. Drunk folks actin a fool everywhere, the incessant chiming of all the slot machines, the stale stench of cigarette smoke that never seemed to leave the air, not to mention the pain of losing your money so easily. If it wasn’t for the free drinks, and the opportunity to people watch, you’d be back in your room chillin. But it’s your first time ever in Vegas, so what’s the fun in that? This girls trip was going a lot better than you imagined; you’d seen some sick shows, and partied of some of the best clubs thanks to your homies. Tonight though, you wanted to sit out on the chaos and give Lady Luck a chance. So with your free drink in hand, you use the tips your gambling grandmother gave you and plop down in front of a penny slot machine of your choosing, and pop the Spin button until your measly twenty dollars ran dry.

ooohhh this cursed family

toji x afab!reader, etc

cw // analingus, ass worship, gaping, squirting, toji is his own warning basically

plugging up your puckered tight anal hole has become toji’s preferred pastime. maybe he has one too insatiable of an oral fixation, er well. Specifically he has too insatiable of a fixation on YOU.

he likes the way your cute back hole squeezes around his finger or his tongue, or on nothing at all. right now his huge tongue is deep inside, licking and slurping at your inner walls, and while you are relaxed, you feel drool leaking down the hand you’ve bitten down on while concealing those lewd little whimpers. your face is pressed hard into your feathery soft mattress; your ass holding high.

sometimes he just rests his tongue inside for what feels like hours, pushing in more on occasion. and your little hole flexes each time. sometimes he slides two of those beefy fingers in along with his tongue, in awe at how easily you suck it all inside you.

a sudden deep push of his tongue catches you off guard, and your breath hitches before you’re keening, squealing and clawing at the bedsheets.

“Please,” you beg through desperate, whiny pants, and toji twirls his tongue along your walls in response, pumping his fingers and you feel something—

—he starts playing with your pussy lips with his opposite hand, and you cry out again. so needy. so wanting. you’re so full of him, and yet it’s not enough. you need something.

his thumb circles around your clit, and that’s what gets you. once toji catches onto what’s happening, his mouth pops off of your back hole and he angles his mouth just right to catch your release, spilling onto his tongue and he doesn’t flinch. He’s pleased, in fact, that after you finish pouring your arousal onto his tongue, he swallows and sighs like he's had a refreshing drink.

toji x afab!reader, etc

cw // analingus, ass worship, gaping, squirting, toji is his own warning basically

plugging up your puckered tight anal hole has become toji’s preferred pastime. maybe he has one too insatiable of an oral fixation, er well. Specifically he has too insatiable of a fixation on YOU.

he likes the way your cute back hole squeezes around his finger or his tongue, or on nothing at all. right now his huge tongue is deep inside, licking and slurping at your inner walls, and while you are relaxed, you feel drool leaking down the hand you’ve bitten down on while concealing those lewd little whimpers. your face is pressed hard into your feathery soft mattress; your ass holding high.

sometimes he just rests his tongue inside for what feels like hours, pushing in more on occasion. and your little hole flexes each time. sometimes he slides two of those beefy fingers in along with his tongue, in awe at how easily you suck it all inside you.

a sudden deep push of his tongue catches you off guard, and your breath hitches before you’re keening, squealing and clawing at the bedsheets.

“Please,” you beg through desperate, whiny pants, and toji twirls his tongue along your walls in response, pumping his fingers and you feel something—

—he starts playing with your pussy lips with his opposite hand, and you cry out again. so needy. so wanting. you’re so full of him, and yet it’s not enough. you need something.

his thumb circles around your clit, and that’s what gets you. once toji catches onto what’s happening, his mouth pops off of your back hole and he angles his mouth just right to catch your release, spilling onto his tongue and he doesn’t flinch. He’s pleased, in fact, that after you finish pouring your arousal onto his tongue, he swallows and sighs like he's had a refreshing drink.

Yknow I'm so sure that Mitsuya had a soft spot for the mizo mid after this

Mitsuya just being so thankful for them helping Draken. Him agreeing with Takemichi when he tells everyone he wants them to join the first division and occasionally checking up on them after they join.

they’re still brothers to me also yuuji is a fall out boy stan i rest my case

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ MILLION DOLLR BABY!

★ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ⎯ for as long as you can remember, you’ve been friends with Satoru Gojo—just friends. Then why is now insisting that you’re the perfect woman to birth the Gojo clan heir?

★ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 ⎯ gojo x fem!reader, smut (mdni), implied experienced!gojo x virgin!reader, gojo clan au, breèding k⍣nk, best friends to lovers/f⍣ckers, implied s⍣xual tension, unprotected s⍣x, slight mention of size difference, mentions of passing out, slight cl⍣t play, slight t⍣t play, bigd⍣ck!satoru.

When Satoru had first proposed this..idea of his, you’d almost choked on the succulent dumpling you were chewing on. Your eyes widened and you looked over at the white haired, heaven sent man beside you, and while, yes, yes he was so fucking attractive, you just didn’t want to waste years of friendship for something you were both unsure of.

You knew that the Gojo clan was in dire need of an heir with Satoru’s ability, considering he himself was the clans one and only trump card. But, where you really the one that could carry out this oh, so important task? You simply couldn’t carry that burden on your shoulders.

“‘Toru,” you called out softly, swallowing the last remains of your food before you reached out and cupped his bigger hand in yours. The warmth of his hand alone had you ready to stutter out your whole sentence. “Look, I—“

But could you really continue speaking with the way his azure eyes bored into you as he stared, his free hand taking ahold of yours and holding it tight, practically engulfing your palm in his? You think not.

“Please. I’ve been being bugged all day, you don’t understand.” He pleaded, a pathetic whimper of your name leaving his lips as he pulled you closer to him by the arm. “You’re the only one I wanna do this with.”

“Please.”

And so was the escalation of how you ended up under your best friend of—how many years had you spent with him again? You couldn’t remember with how foggy your brain was as his lips slid across your neck while he peppered hickeys along your skin.

“all mine”

katsuki hates having to share. he hates your friends who wanna hang out you when you could be spending time with him. he hates your parents who call you when you could be on the phone with him. he hates when he has to part ways from you to go on missions.

which is why he always has you trapped under him when you’re alone. he likes to keep you where you can’t escape— where you can’t run from his thrusts or all the love he’s giving you.

“k-kats! f-fuckkkk..”

he only goes harder when you cry out for him. he loves it. he loves when you whine and beg for more of him.

“all. fucking. mine.”

his words are punctuated by his thrusts and the slapping of his bare skin to yours. your walls tighten around him and he groans, burying his head into your neck.

and after you both finish, he holds you. holds you as if you’re gonna run away. you’re showered with praises about how pretty you are and how good you are for him. he almost doesn’t wanna get up when he lifts off you, picking you up with ease.

bakugou carries you to your kitchen, sitting you down on one of your kitchen stools. he grabs a water bottle and brings it to your lips, and you obediently take a sip. he smiles at your tired out state.

“there ya go, my good girl.”

he makes you both of a meal, and again carries you to bed once you both finish enjoy the food and each other’s presence. snuggling into bed with you, he wraps strong arms around your waist and gives you soft kisses on your neck until he hears your soft snores.

this is all he wants. all your time. you, in his arms. for all his life. he just wants you to be all his.

@ rumisgf