Omg I just had a thought! (insert someone joking about this being my first time thinking)
So, you know how in the movies there's someone dying and another character has hallucinations about that dead character and then there is a scene with dead character going like "I'm dead, just let me go"???
Danny. Danny can do that. Or Dani, she's chaotic enough. Just say to someone dramatically all this "I'm dead, you're hallucinating, let me go" speech and go intangible and invisible.
And it can be used for angst where Danny dies in front of someone and has to pretend he's dead, and then they meet each other accidentally and Danny gaslights his way out of it
Or for complete crack with Danny just being a little shit and doing that on every opportunity, several times in one day
Like, character N and Danny end up alone in one room, Danny smirks, N hisses "don't you dare!", and Danny does dramatic speech of "I am deaaad, you're lying to yourself, let me go". Bonus points if just a minute ago Danny was giving a speech to like 10 people, and all of them clearly could see him. More bonus points if Danny accidentally does the hallucination speech in front of someone else, and they just stand there really confused.
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okay jjk fandom but hear me out: gojo should've lost his six eyes instead of dying.
like imagine he makes a binding vow, exchanging the six eyes for his life. he is alive, but at what cost? he can't use the limitless the same way anymore, which means he literally loses most of his power. of course he's still a strong sorcerer, but he is not THE strongest anymore. and this was, like, his defining character trait. it's what he was all about. it's what he was for everyone around.
being "the strongest" was his blessing. and what he is without it? he is just... gojo satoru. goofy teacher that adores his students. annoying coworker that disregards his duties. prettiest man with dumbest jokes. there is no more responsibilities only he can handle. there is no more weight only he can carry. there is no more burden only he can take. there is no more curse of being "the strongest".
there is only him, gojo satoru. and he is finally free. he can finally rest. he can finally be... just a human.
the strongest dies. but gojo satoru lives.
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Totally, absolutely, completely NSFW Gaz x Reader
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You didn't think I turned my back to my adored smut content, did ya?
Being all sweet and cute was just a phase. Back to being horny h24.
I don't even know what kinda english I'm talking anymore.
Life's a bit weird lately.
Oh well
Let's enjoy five minutes of prince and princess treatment~
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It was a service none had ever done with so much ability, so much pleasure.
It was almost like he did enjoy himself drowning his mouth in that sticky, wet mess, digging his digits into the soft of your tights while pulling your throbbing body against his tongue.
Your heart jumped at every tiny sound: not the greatest of ideas, being half naked in what Kyle had labeled as a “safe spot”. The room smelled like old paper, dust and dirt, with a sex aftertaste that was predominant in your nostrils.
His breath tickled your cunt with a stronger blow, making you whimper in your hand pressed on the mouth.
Gaz hissed gently: <Shh>, licking you inside out in a slow movement. <Behave, honey. You don't want them to hear, do ya? Or…> his teeth bite the edge of your nervous system just enough to make pain feel pleasurable, and your back arched like a goddamn bow. <…Do you wanna everyone to see your cute pink pussy exposed?>
You chocked a moan, preferring not to breathe than let him win and hear you whine under the work of art he was doing with you.
He pulled you a little closer; his hold on you was leaving marks on your tights, and you knew he was digging nails into your skin on purpose. His mouth literally buried into you, tongue pushed inside and saliva mixed with your juices in a strong, dense scent.
Your legs started to tighten; toes were curled and knees clenched on his shoulders. Kyle smiled so softly you could feel it on your sensitive lips.
<On the edge, mh?>
Every word was gently whispered on your pussy, caressing the expectation of whatever was going to come.
You, for sure: you were certainly about to come.
The intrusion inside of you of something thicker than his tongue was not expected, though; and you end up moaning a cry chocked on your bitten hand, and, even if you tried to hold your breath, the sound escaped from your throat was so delicious that you gained another finger inside.
<All this music just for me, cutie? How lucky I am>
He moved slowly, steady; his digits, a little curled inside your walls, were turning around the little meaty button that was about to make you cry from pleasure.
<So tight for me, how cute you are>. Another push, and he held the fingers in, massaging your spot. <Wet them a little more, doll, that's ok. I won't waste a single drop of you>
You were literally eating your hand while trying not to moan uninterruptedly, pressing your palm on the mouth and biting the skin to help you deal with the waves of arousal. And you were so enjoyable to look at, so lovely to feel all tightened and trembling while held by his hands.
Kyle pressed one of your tights in his palm and gave your muscle a little kiss, a cute bite which started to turn into a hickey.
His goddamn beautiful black pet eyes indulged your throbbing body.
<Love how you taste, cutie>
And he left your leg alone, with his mark on it, and you thought about finally breathing normally for a couple seconds; but Gaz decided otherwise.
His hot tongue hit you right in your cunt, licking away your dripping juices while his fingers slowly pushed a little deeper, scratching gently where you were so desperate for attention.
<Good girl> he purred on you, burying his nose in your shaved pussy, biting and eating your meat just with his lips, sucking you out while digging into your throbbing, tight walls.
One last shiver made your spine arch so much your neck started to hurt. Pleasure became unbearable as you ran your hand on his head, lacing it with his hair while begging an almost cried: <More-!>, moaned on your palm.
<Whatever you desire, doll> was his murmured answer, muffled in one blow on your clit before taking up again with his sacred duty. His fingers were almost trapped inside, squeezed by your cunt that was dripping in his mouth. He licked and sucked, pressing digits wherever he could reach without forcing the movements, helping you aim for your desired release at a slow pace, feeling your body tightening more and more on the dusty table. You chocked another whine, and it was so clear you were not going to come, as far as you were trapping your breath to be as silent as possible.
He dispelled your uncertainties without hesitation:
<I got ya doll. Let it all out>
It was like Kyle had opened your gate with his bare words.
He held you in his hands, letting your weight cling onto him, swallowing you whole while you tightened completely around his tongue and fingers. You cried so goddamn lovely and moaned like a baby while your brain blacked out for a while.
He was so much of a gentleman to wait a couple of minutes before letting you go, releasing you from his intrusion just when he felt your tights relaxing and your cunt slowing the little throbbing jerks.
A soft kiss was left above your belly button.
<I'll eat you again next time, 's ok honey?>
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