JJK MEN AND THEIR FAVORITE KINKSᯓ★ !

I will get him pregnant, and leave him a single father

Octopus daddy. His hobbies include muscle building and fondling his own pecs and nipples.

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MDNI *MINORS DO NOT INTERACT*

choso and riding that man religiously

Imagine him biting his lip, holding back a choked moan as you sink onto him, the pleasure clouding his blown out pupils as he gazes up at you with those dark brown eyes.

Him under you, his abs tensed up as you place a hand over his lower stomach, moving yourself up before slamming back down— the gasp he lets out— imagine the amount of pleasure in his sensitive cock snug in your warm walls, balls deep. He feels like he’s died and gone to heaven. And you’re god.

He pants, huffing, groaning, and he can’t stop making those noises. This is a religious experience for him. The amount of pleasure coursing through his body makes him shake and grunt, his pale skin covered in a sheen of hot sweat, and he can’t help rutting up into you with a look of both pain and pleasure painted on his expression as he cups your face to kiss you, completely enamored by you.

And then he remembers that this is how children are made— he’ll grab your hips and begin bouncing you up and down like a madman— engrossed in the fantasy in his head, of having a child with you. He sees the future: your swollen, pregnant belly with his tender touch, hand atop your bump. And he imagines running in the park with your kid as you watch. He cums so fucking hard, thrusting hard into you before slamming you down with his big, muscled arms, just as he thrusts up— and he empties himself deep into your body, his eyes rolling into his head as he chants your name along with “Yes, yes, my love, mmmfuuu—“

To be continued cause I gtg now

hi sal,, would u perhaps,,, consider doing a cum review (like u did dick analyses) for the hq boys?? 👉👈

sure why the hell not :D disclaimer that this isn’t meant to be realistic in any way, just for fun! so if you see something n you’re like hm, that’s not possible! yes it is. it is. i said so.

includes; bokuto kōtarō, iwaizumi hajime, oikawa tōru, miya osamu, miya atsumu, suna rintarō, matsukawa issei

let me know if you want some other boys done!

HAIKYUU CUM REVIEW

bokuto kōtarō; i once saw this video of this guy orgasming and he came in buckets. like there was so fucking much and it was so thick too. that is bokuto. he cums so much it’s not a joke, like his balls are always so full. his cum is a very thick white and sticky and it doesn’t taste half bad?? like he’s an athlete so he’s obviously taking care of his health, but it’s mostly just warm and takes like nothing, with kinda a salty aftertaste? in other words, tolerable! also, king of overstimulation <3 (on himself & you). like he’s not usually sated with one orgasm, and has to cum more than once ykyk. so it’s a proper mess with him.

iwaizumi hajime; omg okay so his cum’s kinda more watery, still sticky and slippery though, but it’s a little clearer yk, so a transparent white? tastes kinda mildly bitter but he’s an athletic trainer, so he’s also obviously very healthy. it‘s not bitter in the sense that it has you gagging, it’s bitter in the sense that it has like. no taste. more texture than anything. he cums a moderate amount too, like it’s a good couple of strong spurts. he physically cannot get himself to cum more than once in a row, like the pain is kinda paralyzing, but he can go multiple rounds don’t doubt that <3

oikawa tōru; ugh :( ik he has a sweet tooth and because he’s desperate to stay healthy, he eats so much fruit. in turn, his cum probably has a sweeter tang to it, like it’s obviously not sweet, it still is generally tasteless but it’s a lot more tolerable because of his diet and food preferences. it’s milky white and he cums in thinner spurts, but still like relatively a lot. he is incredibly, and i mean incredibly, sensitive, so you’re gonna need to give his dick a minute or two before it can be touched again. wait also tōru leaks so much precum and has pretty pink balls bye

miya osamu; cum bucket part two lmfao <3 cums in thick spurts, and it goes on and on and on and on. his cum is very thick too, like the texture is less sticky when he first spills because of how thick it is. it’s a bright white color like pure white. says it looks so good on your skin <//3 tastes hella salty :/ but it’s not disgusting it’s just. salty. yeah. it hurts to, but he can withstand to keep fucking or let you keep sucking after an orgasm. he’s got breeder balls after all <3 he’ll only leave you alone when his balls are empty empty.

miya atsumu; if there’s one thing the twins have in common is that they both have so much to give <3 atsumu’s dick is a lot more sensitive than osamu’s though, so while osamu can withstand the pain of overstimulation, atsumu can’t. will he stop though? no. he cums in thick spurts, but his actual cum is less thick than samu’s, and it’s a duller white. very sticky :/ also very salty :/ but it gets better the more he takes care of his diet as a professional athlete. like it starts to have more of a salty aftertaste than for it to be salty in general yk?

suna rintarō; his cum tastes so bitter help. kind of like atsumu, when he becomes more professional and it’s kind of his job to take care of his health, it starts to taste less bitter, and more like nothing, but there’s still that dull aftertaste. so sticky too, but less so when he first cums and more when it’s like all dried up. let me do my best to describe the color. it’s white, a bright white, but it has a translucence to it? not clear or see through white, or grey, because it’s a deep bright white, but also translucent. anyways. he’ll need a minute after cumming but that’s all. just a minute :)

matsukawa issei; i remembered to add him after i posted pls anyways. thick thick thick cum, but it’s a translucent white also, similar to suna’s description but brighter and less clear. thick spurts, thick texture, thick everything help. it tastes kind of?? metallic?? like the aftertaste?? he has less incentive to take care of his health after high school so yk, it’ll stay like that. and !!! he likes fucking you till his cum has no choice but to leak out so,,, overstimulation? he’s with it <3

i’m down so fucking bad help me <//3

the only thing you’d willingly let slap across your face is his cock.

after he’s done ramming his length down your throat, he gives you a second to catch your breath, watching his drenched dick glisten with your saliva. your face is so fucked out and the only thing he can do is chuckle and admire how your mouth is still wide open; tongue poking out as you pant for his cock.

“such a pretty slut for me.”

his smirk is heard through his words as he strokes himself with one hand while the other grips at your hair to force your head under his dick.

still holding his length, he swipes his balls across your mouth, tongue immediately latching around them and lips puckering up while he drops them further into your gob.

he can’t help clenching his thighs when he feels you suck around him, loud groans erupting from his chest.

“fuuuuck yes… juuust like that.”

his sounds and curses are like words of encouragement to you so you carry on as best as you can — even though you feel entirely brain fucked — to please him with all your might.

the loud, wet noises that are made only make his ears perk further before he feels his core tighten and dick throb.

your eyes are screwed shut as he shoves his balls in your mouth as far as he can; stretching the corners of your lips and causing them to pain.

when he feels the rush within him grow, he’s quick to empty your gob and leave you gasping for air while he quickly jacks himself off over your face.

“want your cum !” he can only bite his lip and grin at how desperate you still are despite just being full to the brim with his dick.

his jaw drops at the sight of your droopy eyes and laid out tongue before pointing his tip at it and releasing all his cum. you’re sure not to waste a single drop, swallowing all that entered your mouth as he becomes a grunting mess.

“what a good girl.”

he thrusts himself into you one last time, lips wrapping around his length before pulling out with a pop.

the beam on your face has his cock twitch, hand moving to tap his tip against your cheek a couple times, smile only widening.

send in a request !

Sukuna doesnt show it,but he loves it when you play with his hair.

His hair isnt soft like your; its slightly spikey and rough to touch. But it always smells nice,and when you comb your fingers through his locks gently , you can feel his tense muscles relax slightly.

So, as loving as he is, Sukuna tries to return the favor.

And fails miserably.

"Ow- Ryo,what- OW!!"

You turn around and pout at your boyfriend; eyes slightly glistening with tears.

"what are you doing to my hair exactly?"

And for once, Sukuna looks upset. He stares down at his fingers,then your hair, not meeting your eyes with an adorable frown.

"doing the same shit you do to me whenever im stressed."

"i dont try to make you go bald!"

For a second there, you even see a slight shadow of a pout on Sukuna's lips.

The mere sight makes yout heart melt.

"honey," you coo, nuzzling your head in his neck, "were you trying to make me feel better?"

Sukuna huffs and tries to push your face away, "whatever."

"no no!!!i really liked it!" When he gives you a look,you soften and take his hand in yours. Then, you rest it gently on your hair, "but,maybe a bit gentler?"

And Sukuna doesnt move for a good few seconds, and when you're sure he wont ever caress your hair ever again, his fingers start to move once more.

Gently. Carefully.

With so much care, it has your heart squeezing in your chest.

Slowly, your shoulders start to relax and you melt under his touch. A pleased sound escapes from your lips and you turn your head toward his, and give his sharp jawline a soft kiss.

"thank you, darling."

And he doesnt reply. But from that day on, whenever you're stressed or tired, Sukuna knows how to cheer you up.

‘WHATCHU NEED ?

ft. sinister! mark, mark grayson, mohawk! mark

- what are their favorite kinks?

warnings: 18+, nsfw, afab! reader, hand job, praise kink, toxicity, dacryphillia, crying, humiliation, degradation, misogyny if u squint, usage of bitch, slut, whore, etc. spitting. i can’t think of anything else but lmk if i missed anything.

an: minors dni the basic’s. you can very clearly tell who my fav is. i’ll prolly make a p2 with the rest of the variants if this is well loved

SINISTER ! MARK: DACRYPHILLIA

Mark fucks like he fights; brutal, relentless, without apology. There’s no hesitation in him, no softness when he’s like this. Just raw force and the thrill of taking, of claiming. He watches you beneath him, shaking, gasping, breaking apart with every thrust. And he loves it. Loves the way your body trembles trying to keep up. The way your voice cracks on every moan, every whimper. The tears slipping from your lashes like they belong to him. He drinks in the sight, your wrecked face, your parted lips, your eyes wide and dazed, sparkling with the last flickers of resistance he’s hell-bent on snuffing out. It makes something in him throb, deep, satisfied. Not just because he’s fucking you hard enough to leave bruises, but because you’re taking it. Letting him use you, ruin you, wreck you in the image of his own hunger. And that? That’s what gets him off. You’re a mess beneath him, slick, stretched, sobbing. And he thinks you’re beautiful like this. Shattered and helpless. His. Every thrust is a statement. Every groan he pulls from you is a victory. He’s not gentle, he never learned how to be—but his hands still cradle your face when he drives into you like he’s trying to fuck the stars from your soul. There’s something almost reverent in the way he watches you come undone. You fall apart for him, and he watches like a man starved. Every sound, every twitch, every tear feeds something deep in him. He makes you cry, and he smiles. Not out of cruelty, but because in those tears, in that surrender, he sees something honest. Something real. He’d ruin you a thousand times just to see you crawl back into his arms, tears drying on your cheeks, whispering his name like it still means something.

MARK GRAYSON: PRAISE

All the blood, the broken ribs, the ringing in his ears after every fight, Mark takes it. He always takes it. The weight of the world shoved onto his spine like it’s his birthright. Cities crumble and rebuild around him, and he just keeps moving. Keeps saving. Keeps bleeding. And Cecil? Cecil never stops. Always calling, always reminding him of the bigger picture while ignoring the boy who’s still barely holding himself together inside the man. He’s tired. Not just in his body, but in that deep, heavy way that presses on the soul. But then there’s you. You don’t beg him to save the world. Don’t want anything but him, raw, bruised, and starving for something soft. With you, he’s just Mark. Not a hero, not Nolan’s shadow, just a man who’s been torn apart and is desperate to feel whole. Your hands on him—slow, soft and possessive—piece him back together, stroke by stroke. Your voice, low and sultry, “You’re so fucking good for me, baby,” and those words hit harder than any punch he’s ever taken. Your fingers curl around his cock, thick and throbbing, already slick with pre-cum that betrays how much he needs this. You stroke him with a tenderness he’s not used to, but it’s deliberate, filthy in its care—like you’re not just jerking him off but claiming every fractured part of him. Your lips graze his jaw, his throat, and he’s lost in it—the heat of your breath, the scent of your skin, the way you consume him. His balls are heavy, drawn tight, aching with a desperation he’d never show in the daylight. He’s trembling, not just from lust but from how you see him. Not as a weapon. Not as a savior. Just as Mark—aching, loving, breaking. You don’t rush him. You unravel him slow, your hand gliding over his length, slick and relentless, while you whisper filthy praise in his ear. “Look at you, so hard for me, so needy.” The world takes and takes, but you give—your hands, your mouth, your words wrapping around him like a lifeline. He clings to you, hips bucking, moans spilling from his throat, raw and unfiltered. When you drag your tongue along the sensitive spot just below his ear, he’s fucking done for. His cock pulses in your grip, leaking more, and you hum in approval, like you’re savoring every second of his surrender. When he comes—spilling hot and messy over your hand, hips jerking, eyes screwed shut—it’s not just release. It’s a surrender to the safety you offer, to the way you hold him together when the world tears him apart. He gasps your name, voice wrecked, and for once, he feels like he’s enough.

MOHAWK ! MARK: DEGRADATION

He calls you his nasty slut like it’s a prayer and a curse in one breath. Voice low, ragged, reverent. The way your cunt grips him, tight and greedy, sends his brain sputtering; thoughts wiped clean, all instinct, all need. You make him dumb, and he loves it. He spits on your lips, your chest, between your thighs, inside you—wherever he can leave a mark. He wants it messy. Filthy, even. The kind of dirty that sticks to skin and lingers in the air. He’s obsessed with the way your face contorts when his calloused hand cracks across your cheek, or lower, where your thighs are slick and trembling, soaked to the bone with your own dripping need. The wet slap, the sharp sting, the way you choke out a whimper—it sets his blood on fire, his cock pulsing, leaking precum. He fucks you like he’s trying to break you, merciless, pounding your legs up so high they’re pinned to your shoulders, splitting you open to plunge into your womb. He wants to carve himself into you, to fuck so deep you feel him in your cervix, until there’s no line between his flesh and yours. Every broken moan you spill gets you a new name, “Needy bitch” growled through gritted teeth, his voice raw with hunger. And fuck, he loves it ‘n the way it makes your eyes roll back. Your cunt’s a sopping mess, gushing around his cock, drenching him in thick, slippery heat that drips down his balls. He loves the obscene squelch, the way your pussy clutches him like it’s starving, milking him for every drop. You take him so fucking well, every brutal thrust, every inch rammed home, like you were made for his cock alone. He’s addicted to the way you unravel, to the slick, messy proof of your surrender, to the way you let him ruin you.

Kinktober 2020

So for this year’s Kinktober, since I am pretty behind on asks, I decided to incorporate some of your asks into this list. An * next to a pairing means that day’s post is going to be in response to an ask, so thank yourselves and your fellow fans for some of these very delicious pairings~ 

Warnings: NSFW, SO MANY KINKS

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happy birhday mr. eggers!!! one of the best filmmakers of ALL TIME, i cannot WAIT to see what he does with nosferau!!! 🙏