𓆩DOOMED DEVOTION𓆪

yuji itadori as the fallen angel

and season 2 never happened 😻😻😻

જ⁀ (dream) eater⋆˚꩜｡

⋆˚꩜｡pairing: ꒰ Nightmare!Choso Kamo x Horny!Fem Reader ꒱

⋆˚꩜｡content&warnings: ꒰ MDNI 18+ :: reader is actually a bad person :: set in late 80s :: horror :: demons/nightmares :: reader in STEM :: university au :: Satousu mentioned :: lots and lots of oral sex :: violence (not towards the reader) :: blood :: face-slapping :: obsessive stalker Choso :: miserable Choso :: reader's kinda crazy too :: she's also a slut :: doggy :: creampie :: fingering :: use of handcuffs ꒱

⋆˚꩜｡words: 10k

⋆˚꩜｡notes: Again, it was supposed to be like 6k words, but I suddenly got a new idea...

Here it was again.

Long fingers pushing your panties to the side.

This slick feeling of warmth wrapping around your drenched folds.

The paralysis biting your spine as you lie on your belly. Your head too heavy to lift, hands beneath your pillow, in exactly the same position you left them when you went to sleep.

One of your legs stretched, the other lifted up, perking your ass for something.

Something, because whatever the fuck it was, it ate your cunt every single night. On clock, appearing the moment you entered the deep REM phase of your dream and feasting itself on your wet pussy.

The first time it happened, you woke up the next day feeling like a pervert.

Were you that sex-deprived that a sex demon was haunting your dreams?

It's been a while since you slept with anyone because exam season was approaching and all the jocks kept themselves busy with training. But the urge to get off shouldn't be that strong, and you weren't such a slut as to let a demon's paralysis take over your cunt.

You thought it was a one-off. Just one horny dream. You slipped into the frat's house to fuck the brains out of Gojo Satoru, then slipped back to your house.

But then, on the same night, it came back.

While you lay on your belly, snoring softly, long fingers suddenly started kneading your calves. Thighs, ass, pushing the panties to the side and taking a long, deep sniff of your sweating cunt.

“𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑨𝑪𝑯𝑬𝑺 & 𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺𝑬𝑺” 𔘓 𝓖.𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

𝓒𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 · 𝟏𝟖+ 𝒎𝒅𝒏𝒊 · ꒰ 𝒇. 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ⋮ Nurse!Reader ⋮ Nurse!Suguru ⋮ co-workers ⋮ forbidden relationship ⋮ slight angst ⋮ comfort ⋮ kissing ⋮ p in v ⋮ sex in the hospital's 'on call room' ⋮ good endings ꒱ 𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒚 : @!ndsoda on (x)

There’s a hundred reasons why you don’t fuck around with the people you work with.

Especially when you’re a nurse.

Nursing school was fucking hell. Endless nights of studying until your eyes burned, clinicals that left your feet screaming, professors who could smell weakness from a mile away. You clawed your way through every exam, every rotation, every moment you wanted to quit. All of it so you could stand in this hospital in clean scrubs and actually help people.

And now here you are.

Khmer Folklore × Jujutsu Kaisen

── October has arrived in Cambodia. Ancient spirits stir, old legends awaken, and forgotten stories creep from the shadows. Wander deeper into the tales, if you dare.

Herein dwell the legends of Khmer folklore. រឿងព្រេងខ្មែរ

Preah Chan!Gojo × Village-girl!Reader

Betel Vine Spirit!Geto × Areca Palm!Reader

Tevoda!Shoko x Temple maiden!Reader

Neak Emperor!Sukuna x Apsara!Reader

Hunter!Toji × Aap!Reader

Forgotten Neak Prince!Choso × Reader

Sbek Thom Puppeteer!Nanami × Shadow Puppet!Reader

A/N: wasnt planning on doing kinktober, but here we are LOL. i've been wanting to incorporate more of my culture into my writing, so this felt like the perfect opportunity. while many SEA countries share similar folklore, these are some of the legends and spirits most well known in cambodia.

below is a glossary/pronunciation guide for anyone unfamiliar with the khmer terms.

Pronunciation / Glossary:

KHMER ខ្មែរ • khmer pronounced: kh-mai → Khmer / Cambodian

PREAH CHAN ព្រះច័ន្ទ • preah chan pronounced: pray-ah ch-ahn → The Moon; a celestial figure in Khmer mythology.

TEVODA ទេវតា • tevoda pronounced: tay-vo-da → Guardian deity or heavenly spirit.

AAP អាប • aap pronounced: ahp → A female supernatural spirit whose head separates from her body at night.

NEAK នាគ • neak pronounced: nee-ahk → Naga; a sacred serpent being found throughout Khmer mythology.

APSARA អប្សរា • apsara pronounced: ahp-sa-ra → Celestial dancer and divine spirit.

SBEK THOM ស្បែកធំ • sbek thom pronounced: sbehk t-ohm → Traditional Khmer shadow theatre performed using large leather puppets.

SAMPEAH សំពះ • sampeah pronounced: som-pay-ah → Traditional Khmer greeting performed with pressed palms.

Kusuriuri and the Geisha: 雪女 (Yukia Onna) — Kusuriuri x fem!reader

word count: 2.2k

warnings: three part series! but can be kind of slowburn, mention of sex work, depiction of death

a/n: this took so long but i really hope you enjoy <33 this is set in the Meiji period so it's a few decades later from the Inn Keeper fic. also fun fact there were/are male geisha so, although i had a fem!reader in mind, this can be a gn!reader fic as well! (just be aware of she/her pronouns when reader is addressed at times)

m.list | chapter one | next chapter

"Would you like some... mercury?"

"You paid for my time to sell me medicine?"

Your question ran through the thick tension, biting and gritty. You raised a cold brow at the man in front of you, narrowed eyes cutting through his gaze as you watched his lips, painted the colour of wisteria flowers, lifted and curled into an amused and mischievous smile.

He was seated across from you, his wooden carrier next to him, gold patterns faintly shining under the dim lights of the paper lanterns scattered across the room.

"Your company cost… quite a, sum." His eyes drifted to the lattice window where it led to the hallway. “A shiver ran through me upon… hearing the price.”

"And you want me to pay off my own feed?" you scoffed, rolling your eyes. "Do not be ridiculous."

"I thought a geisha's job is to... entertain." He smirked. "And be cordial."

You glared at him, straightening your spine. "And?"

There was a pause.

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“𝑫𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑬𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝑩𝒊𝒕𝒆” 𔘓 𝓡.𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

You’re already taking him.

Sukuna’s massive cock fills you so completely that every breath comes out shaky. He’s buried deep, the thick length of him stretching your cunt wide around his girth. Your walls flutter and squeeze without your permission, desperate little pulses that make him groan low in his throat.

His big palms grip your hips hard enough to leave marks. He pulls you back onto him with every thrust, forcing himself deeper than should be possible. The head of his cock presses against places that make your vision blur. You can feel every ridge, every vein, the sheer heat of him as he works himself in to the hilt.

“Fuck,” he mutters against the side of your neck. “You take me so well.”

You can’t answer. All you can focus on is the pleasure of it. The way he bottoms out and stays there for a second, grinding, letting you feel just how full you are. Your thighs tremble. Your fingers dig into the sheets. Every time he draws back the drag is slow and torturous, then he snaps his hips forward again and the force of it knocks a broken sound out of you.

Sukuna is enamoured with the squeeze of your cunt around his cock. He feels every flutter, every tight pulse that tries to keep him inside. It makes something dark and possessive roll through him. The next time he presses against you he leans in close, chest to your back, and opens his mouth over the pretty curve of your shoulder.

You feel it instantly.

The pain. The sharp sting of the daggered points of his teeth as they sink into the plush of your skin without hesitation. He bites down hard when the pleasure gets this deep, when your cunt is milking him so perfectly he can’t help himself. Those sharp teeth pierce you. Sometimes they draw blood.

Today, they do.

You gasp at the bright flare of it, the way the pain mixes with the thick stretch of his cock still rocking into you. Sukuna doesn’t pull away. He holds the bite, then slowly releases just enough to lick over the marks. The taste of your blood lingers on his tongue, so sweet it makes him growl.

“Mine,” he says against the broken skin. “Every bit of you.”

He thrusts harder, using the grip on your hips to yank you back to meet him. Your body jolts with every deep stroke. The wet sound of him fucking into you fills the room, mixed with your soft cries and the low, satisfied noises he makes every time your walls clamp down.

You can feel the blood trickling in a thin line down your shoulder. Sukuna follows it with his tongue, licking it up like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted. His cock throbs inside you at the same time, swelling even thicker for a second, and you moan at the added pressure.

“Keep squeezing me like that,” he orders, voice rough. “Just like that. Don’t stop.”

You couldn’t stop if you tried. Your cunt is greedy for him, fluttering and pulsing around the heavy stretch of his cock. Every time he bottoms out you feel him in your stomach. Every time he pulls back you ache for him to fill the empty space again.

He bites you a second time, higher up, closer to the side of your neck. The sting is sharper. You cry out and your walls spasm hard around him. Sukuna curses under his breath and fucks into you with short, brutal strokes, chasing the way you tighten.

“That’s it,” he pants. “Feel how deep I am. Nowhere left for you to go.”

He’s right. There’s nowhere. He’s pressed so far inside you that every movement drags against every sensitive place at once. Your clit throbs with each grind of his hips. Your thighs are shaking so hard you can barely stay upright.

Sukuna doesn’t ease off. He keeps one hand locked on your hip and slides the other around to press low on your stomach, feeling the way his cock moves inside you from the outside. The pressure makes everything tighter and you choke on a moan.

“Gonna fill you,” he promises, voice dark with promise. “Gonna keep you full until you can’t think about anything else.”

He bites down again, right over the first set of marks, and this time the pain blooms bright and perfect. You cum with a broken cry, cunt clamping down so hard around his thick cock that he has to fight to keep thrusting. Your whole body shakes. Pleasure crashes through you in waves, sharp and endless, and Sukuna rides every one of them, grinding deep while you pulse and flutter and soak him.

He doesn’t stop. Even as you tremble through the aftershocks he keeps fucking you, slower now but just as deep, letting you feel every inch. The blood from your shoulder is smeared across his lips when he finally lifts his head.

“Not done with you,” he says, and the next thrust drives the air from your lungs all over again.

You take it. You take every thick, relentless inch of him while his teeth find new places to mark and his cock reaches places that make you forget your own name. The pleasure and the sting and the overwhelming stretch of him blend together until all that exists is Sukuna buried to the hilt inside you, holding you open, biting you, and fucking you like he never plans to stop.

“𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲” 𔘓 𝓕.𝑻𝑶𝑱𝑰

𝓒𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 · 𝟏𝟖+ 𝒎𝒅𝒏𝒊 · ꒰ 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 ⋮⋮ kissing ⋮⋮ marking ⋮⋮ lazy grinding ⋮⋮ rubbing cocks together ⋮⋮ handjob ⋮⋮ second orgasm ⋮⋮ breakfast in bed ꒱

Your eyes are still closed when the deep rough groans cut through the quiet air. Toji is sucking at your neck, the wet heat of his mouth pulling you from the best sleep you have been having in weeks. His big muscular body presses into yours, solid and warm, as you slowly thaw and wake up. You definitely don't want to move.

The bed is soft, the sheets are tangled around your legs, and his weight feels safe. But his affection is gnawing and constant, lips working steadily against the sensitive skin just below your jaw.

You groan as well, a tired noise wearily leaves your lips, which makes him smile into your neck. The curve of his mouth presses against you before he bites down, teeth scraping just hard enough to sting. Then his tongue licks the pain away, slow and thorough, and he follows it with a small soft sweet kiss to soothe the spot. The contrast makes your breath hitch slightly.