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⌕ kimetsu no yaiba: hashira geiko-hen • EP 03.

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

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😧 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.

Yours, Always

summary: Jinx asks you an important question, with the stars as witness

Pairing: Jinx x Fem!reader

Wordcount: 2k

Authors note: Even tough I feel like shit, writing somehow helps me work trough my emotions. I have another like 3 ideas on how this can go, so definitely keep an eye out for more versions.

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The stars above feel closer than ever, twinkling brightly over the city. You lie side by side with Jinx on a soft, worn blanket, wrapped up in each other as if there’s no one else in the world. She’s lying on her back, one arm stretched out, and you’re nestled into her side, one arm crossing her stomach, resting your head on her shoulder. Her fingers are softly tracing patterns on your arm, the touch light but grounding, as if she wants to memorize every part of you.

She pulls you closer, her arm shifting so it wraps fully around your shoulders, drawing you against her. Her cheek rests on top of your head, and you can feel the rise and fall of her chest with every steady breath. The cool night air settles around you, but her warmth, the way she holds you, feels like home.

With a soft sigh, Jinx shifts slightly, guiding you to lie even closer to her, your bodies pressed together. You look up, meeting her eyes, and she smiles—a gentle, vulnerable smile that’s just for you. She reaches up, her hand brushing a stray strand of hair from your face, letting her fingers linger as they trace the outline of your cheek.

“I don’t really… do this,” she says quietly, her voice almost a whisper against the stillness of the night. “But I guess… I like having you here. Like… a lot.”

You smile, snuggling deeper into her embrace, and she responds by shifting so you’re both facing each other, wrapped up in each other’s arms. Her fingers drift to the small of your back, holding you close, her forehead resting against yours.

“Can’t believe I’m getting all mushy,” she says, a soft laugh escaping her. But there’s no hint of her usual bravado. Just the gentle way her thumb strokes your back, the way her legs tangle with yours, drawing you closer than you thought possible.

“Maybe mushy isn’t so bad,” you murmur, letting your fingers glide along her shoulder. The warmth of her breath on your cheek sends a flutter through your chest as she tilts her head, pressing a gentle, lingering kiss to your lips. It’s soft, sweet, and says more than words ever could.

She pulls back just enough to look at you, her purple eyes holding a tenderness that’s rare, almost fragile. “Stay here with me, just like this,” she whispers, her voice a promise as her arms tighten around you.

And as you lie there, wrapped up in each other, you feel like the whole world could fade away, and you wouldn’t mind one bit. Because in this moment, under the stars, in her arms—everything is perfect.

The night feels endless and comforting as you lie together, wrapped in the warmth of each other and the blanket beneath you. You notice the subtle change in Jinx—her fingers tracing over your arm in a slower, almost hesitant way, and the way her gaze keeps drifting up to the stars, then back to you, like she’s working up the nerve to say something.

She pulls you even closer, her forehead resting against yours, and you feel her breath hitch, as if she’s caught off guard by the depth of her own emotions. Her usual playful grin is absent, replaced by a softer, almost shy smile as she holds you, her fingers brushing up and down your back.

“Can I tell you something?” she asks, her voice softer than you’ve ever heard it. She doesn’t wait for your answer, like she’s afraid she’ll lose her courage if she does. “Being with you… it makes me feel like there’s this whole side of me I didn’t know I had. Like I finally found a place I don’t wanna run from.”

Her fingers pause, holding tightly to you as her eyes search yours, as if looking for reassurance. “I know I don’t usually get all sappy,” she mumbles, a nervous laugh escaping her, “but with you… it’s different. I feel… I don’t know.” She looks away for a second, biting her lip, and you can see a hint of red on her cheeks.

You smile, reaching up to touch her face, and she leans into your touch, closing her eyes as if letting herself savor this moment. When she opens them again, there’s something deeper there, a flicker of nervous anticipation that makes your heart skip.

“I guess… I just wanna keep you around,” she says, her words coming out quickly, almost stumbling over each other. Her hand fidgets on your arm, tracing slow circles as if she’s trying to calm herself down. “I mean… forever, if you’d want that. But, uh, you know, no pressure…”

She lets out a breathy laugh, her face flushed as she glances away, clearly flustered. “I’ve just… I’ve never felt like this before,” she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. Her fingers tighten around yours, grounding herself in your touch. “And I don’t ever want it to end.”

You feel your chest swell, warmth spreading through you as her words settle in. You squeeze her hand in reassurance, your thumb brushing over her knuckles, watching as she relaxes slightly, a hint of her usual grin returning as she pulls you closer.

The peaceful night air shifts as you feel Jinx’s arms tighten around you. Her fingers have stopped their gentle tracing, and she lets out a shaky breath. She pulls back, glancing at you with wide eyes filled with something between excitement and nerves. You’ve seen Jinx look a lot of ways—confident, mischievous, bold—but this look is new. Almost vulnerable.

“C-can you… stand up for a sec?” she stammers, her voice catching slightly as she untangles herself from you, her hands lingering on your arms as if to steady herself.

Confused, but intrigued, you sit up and get to your feet. She follows, but instead of standing fully, she settles down onto one knee, looking up at you, her cheeks flushed and her fingers visibly trembling as she reaches into her pocket.

And then she pulls out a ring box, snapping it open to reveal a diamond ring that sparkles in the faint light from the city below—a ring so big and brilliant that it almost catches your breath.

Your mind goes blank for a moment, your heart racing as you process what’s unfolding in front of you. Your hand instinctively moves to cover your mouth, and you feel a wave of warmth rush through you, as if every beat of your heart is echoing, saying yes, yes, yes  This is Jinx, on one knee, her eyes searching yours with a mixture of hope and uncertainty that makes your chest tighten with pure emotion.

Jinx swallows hard, her voice a little shaky, and for a second, it’s like she’s struggling to find the words. “I… I know I’m not perfect. I’m reckless and a little… well, a lot chaotic. And I probably drive you insane half the time. But when I’m with you, I don’t want to be anywhere else.”

A soft, amazed laugh slips from you, but you don’t dare interrupt. You’re transfixed, every nerve ending attuned to her, to the way her thumb brushes over the diamond, grounding herself as she looks back up with those bright blue eyes, filled with more emotion than you’ve ever seen in them.

“I want this. Us. Forever.” Her voice steadies, her usual confidence returning as she looks up at you with a grin that’s all Jinx—playful, intense, and utterly devoted. “So, what do you say? Wanna make all my future trouble your problem, officially?”

Her question hangs in the air, and for a moment, the world seems to stop. The stars, the city lights below—they’re all background noise to the look on her face, hopeful and nervous, her heart wide open in a way she rarely shows. 

Your vision blurs as tears prick your eyes, and as you meet her gaze, you know there’s only one answer you’d ever give her.

Your heart feels like it might burst as you stare down at her, your mind racing to keep up with the whirlwind of emotions. There she is, Jinx, the wild, unpredictable force that turned your world upside down, now kneeling in front of you with an earnest, almost desperate look in her eyes.

She lets out a breathy laugh, scratching the back of her neck, her fingers still gripping the ring box. “You’re really quiet… Don’t leave me hanging here, or I might actually combust,” she says, flashing that familiar grin, though there’s a tremor to it, like she’s more vulnerable than she’s ever been.

You drop to your knees in front of her, taking her hands in yours. She stiffens in surprise, her cheeks flushed, but she doesn’t pull away. Instead, she watches you with a mix of relief and excitement, her lips parting slightly as you bring your hand to her cheek, brushing your thumb along her skin.

“Yes,” you breathe, and her face lights up, her eyes widening as the word sinks in. “Yes, I want everything with you, Jinx. Your trouble, your chaos, your everything.”

For a second, she’s stunned into silence, and then she’s laughing, a sound so bright and joyous that it fills the night air around you. She slides the ring onto your finger, her hands trembling a little as she presses a kiss to your knuckles, her lips soft and lingering.

“I can’t believe you said yes,” she whispers, pulling you into her arms as she tumbles back onto the blanket, bringing you down with her in a mess of tangled limbs and laughter. She holds you close, burying her face in your neck, her fingers tracing gentle patterns on your back as if grounding herself in this moment.

Her voice softens, barely audible against your skin. “You know, I never thought I’d be lucky enough to find someone who’d want me like this,” she admits, her voice thick with emotion. “But you… you’re everything.”

You pull back to look at her, your fingers brushing through her hair as you lean down to kiss her, slow and deep. Her arms tighten around you, pulling you even closer as if she never wants to let go.

As you lie together, wrapped in each other, the city below fades away, leaving only the two of you, and a new promise that stretches as endless as the stars above.

You pull back slightly, feeling a grin tug at the corners of your mouth as you look into her wide, sparkling eyes. Her fingers are still tracing along your back, but you reach into your own pocket, heart pounding as you remember the surprise you’d been carrying with you, waiting for the right moment—hoping, somehow, she’d want the same.

“Actually… I have something for you too,” you say softly, pulling out a small ring box and popping it open to reveal the ring you’d picked out for her.

Jinx’s eyes go wide, and then she throws her head back, bursting into laughter—a wild, joyous laugh that seems to echo into the night, filling the rooftop with her energy. She wraps her arms around you, pulling you close as her laughter vibrates against you, her eyes shining with delight.

“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me!” she gasps between laughs, barely able to keep it together as she looks at you, pure happiness radiating from her. “We really are perfect for each other, aren’t we?”

You laugh with her, wrapping your arms around her and burying your face in her shoulder, feeling her warmth and her heartbeat thrumming against yours. She lifts her head, meeting your gaze with a grin that’s soft yet brimming with excitement. “Alright, show me what you’ve got, babe,” she teases, still laughing.

With hands only slightly less shaky, you slide the ring onto her finger, her laughter turning into a warm, contented smile as she looks down at it. “Now it’s official,” she murmurs, her voice filled with awe as she squeezes your hand, her thumb brushing over the ring. “I’m yours.”

And then she pulls you down beside her again, holding you tightly as if afraid to let go, your shared laughter eventually quieting into soft murmurs as the two of you lie tangled together, fingers intertwined, hearts racing, your promises shining just as bright as the stars above.

BRO IM IN SCHOOL PLEASE 😭

Damn @flametigress

He is wearing this for you and don't you think it looks so fucking good on him?

Credits: @Ne_Bin_

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Neji looks so bbg

Some Konoha faces

nothing! just thinking of dom!jinx who maniacally laughs when she gets too carried away during sex…

this may be superfuckingnastyandgrossandweird but i can imagine her attempting to stifle her laughs, struggling to keep her voice bubbled beneath the surface of her mouth as she takes in your utterly pathetic form. + it doesn’t happen often!

but when it does…

quick lil cw: roughness, degrading, filth!! srry…

your hands are tied to the headboard with your panties stuffed in your mouth as she rams her thick strap-on inside of your creamy, achy cunt. her strong grip on your hair forces your eyes to cross and tears to spill from them—she has you in a sort of flat doggy-style position and she isn’t going easy on you.

the *plop*plop*plop* sounds your pussy makes when it gushes around her sends her mind racing, pure joy, and contentment overwhelming her body, heart, mind, and soul—she can’t help but laugh!

you slowly snap out of your cockdrunk daze when you hear a scratchy cackle come from behind you. confused and slightly terrified, you attempt to look at her over your shoulder but she snaps your head back to where it resided before.

“didn’t say ya could move, toots.” + “better take it like i told ya, like a good whore…”

she quickens and deepens her pace the more she falls deeper into her own filthy, pussy-obsessed world with her laughs only getting louder the more she does, “hah- you’re fuckin’ slutty, babe! got your eyes rolling back ‘n all! don’t worry though, not gonna stop for anything. gonna force my dick inside you anyway!” + “i can feeeeel it. god, fuck! makes me so happy, this pussy makes me so happy, hon.”

she rambles on and on and ON about how perfect you are and how much she loves railing your pussy!

“you fuck me up, baby. you know that? this cunt makes me crazy. more than usual, hah-!!” + “nghh, you are a godsend. gonna make me getcha pregnant even though it’s not even possible! bet you'd like it. dirty girl.”

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inspired by this edit…

yeah they go way back 🐶🦾

Hi i'm back! let's start my 2025 post with this<3