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how many bite marks from a werewolf is too many??
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someone once said torturing Sanemi was my favorite sport and yes.
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Netherwood 3 when Sanemi takes Reader into the Wood to fuck her fully shifted
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ok now goodnight
Even before he bothers to look up, Sanemi knows Rengoku’s overlarge eyes have singled him out. “Shinazugawa? You’ve had some face-to-face with Kocho’s clients, right? They know you.”
“I don’t think Kocho’s regulars will wanna do business with the guy who smashes their shins when they don’t pay.” Uzui’s eyes scan the row of solemn faces before settling on a pair of blank blue eyes and unruly black hair. “Tomioka, can you handle that?”
“Tch,” Iguro scoffed. “Do that and we’ll lose money.”
Sanemi snorts his agreement. There’s a reason the dull-faced waste of brain matter was schlepped off to handle the City’s robust gambling addiction: it offered the least amount of face-to-face with the public. Perfect, for someone like Tomioka, who had no social skills to speak of.
“It wasn’t just the drugs that brought in that amount of cash; it was Kanae. She knew how to sell to people.” Sanemi nods his head toward Tomioka. “He couldn’t sell a fire extinguisher to the fuckin’ fire department.”
Coming from someone like Sanemi whose unannounced appearance routinely made his clients piss their pants, that was saying something.
The group titters in agreement, and the raven-haired Hashira’s sullen expression only sours. “I can do it.”
Another round of eye rolls and poorly concealed snorts from Iguro and Sanemi. Even Rengoku can’t hide his own doubt, his thick eyebrows drawing together.
Uzui sighs. “Until we have a better option, this is what we’ve got. But Shinazugawa was right — Kocho was effective within her market. We’ll all have to keep an eye out for someone who can match that energy.”
That ever-present knot in Sanemi’s gut tightens. Already they’re thinking about replacements — another life for the Corps use up until nothing remained.
“Still don’t know who killed them, then?” Sanemi asks quietly, because no one else will. Beside him, Iguro shifts his weight.
Uzui’s eyes darken. “I’ve got a lead. I’m pursuing it.”
At least there’s that, Sanemi decides, so he doesn’t push the issue any further. Kanae will be remembered long enough to be avenged, and then she too, will be forgotten. Not because of any malice anyone holds toward her, Sanemi knows that. It’s just the way things run here. The Corps can’t afford to waste time mourning those who die in its service. The machine has to spur on, and it’s up to them to find new parts when the old ones shit out.
No one mentions her sisters, or the fact they were children and innocent. Incidentals, Sanemi supposes. Just new marks to add to the never-ending tally of casualties. It was the same with Masachika, when he died. No one spared him a thought beyond the need for retribution. No one cared about his death, save for the vacancy he’d left behind within their ranks. Sanemi hadn’t even finished wiping away the tears he knew better than to shed before he was offered up on a silver platter to fill it.
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about to tuck in and watch Barbie & the nutcracker. Love you all 🤍
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Quick what are you doing RIGHT now (besides scrolling Tumblr)
#sleepy bc I didn’t take my meds today#but reading mistborn and thinking about a loose Kyojuro one shot inspired by baby it’s cold outside
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V. The fingers. I get it.
why the grinch kinda...
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whoever told me the legal field has a tendency to slow down around the holiday, count your fucking days
#especially FAMILY LAW#like the IP stuff is a rolling basis and federal court deadlines are slow anyway so#but FAMILY LAW???#it’s like being thrown into an arena oh hungry lions and a half charged phone and a mess of pleadings as weapons
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#DrabbleChallenge2024 | November 21 - Belief
cw: very soft, but n.sfw under the cut uwu
You never could match up with Levi's stamina. Even after you've long came down from your euphoric high, Levi would be able to keep going, usually resulting in the both of you panting and sweating within each other's embrace.
"…can't believe you dragged me into that tiny ass shower with you, only to end up fucking and needing to shower again afterwards," Levi grumbled, albeit with a playful undertone.
"Well, we could've fucked in the shower."
"Shower's way too small for that, I would've fucked you into the wall."
"So you'd rather fuck me into the mattress?"
"Perhaps I would."
#‘PERHAPS I WOULD’#KAT I CHOKED#alsnslsmsalsnsn he makes me soooo Alaskan#🍑’s peaches — Kat!!#levi x reader
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when he’s hitting it from behind, legs caging yours, and he’s going so fucking deep that you can’t help the feeble twitches and kicks up of your legs, so he moved his feet to pin them down because you just need to take it —
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Thank you kind old British man who runs the poetry of the day page.
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I just want you all to know that compass Nemi will get his comeuppance and learn what it’s like to be treated like a whore
#lovingly but he gets pumped and dumped and left in a storeroom clutching his shirt to his chest like a maiden#while his gf fucks off back to work#bc she has a real job
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I need 2 get horny again, that always seems to do the trick writing-wise
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I love making notoriously ill-tempered snappy characters interact with children. like... got you. that's right, motherfucker. gotta act all soft now. idiot. gotta show your true gentle colors.
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