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College boys joins a Sumo Club headed by a female Sumo Captain, thinking it will be easy.
Shiko Funjatta / Sumo Do, Sumo Don't (Ep 2)
#shiko funjatta#sumo do sumo don't#ihara rikka#rikka ihara#hayama shono#shono hayama#sato megumi#megumi sato#japanese drama#j drama#jdrama#dorama#asian drama#japan#sumo#sumo wrestling#japanese sports
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Megumi Sato - local Kitsune
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IMAGINE RIDING HIS FACE ⭑.ᐟ
“I said sit.” He says, pushing you back down towards his face, making you grip onto his torso. His tongue explores your body, making you full of ecstasy and pleasure. His tongue ran up your clit slowly making you ache to grip onto his hips. A sharp slap echoed through the room, making you shake. You let out a silent scream as he slips his tongue into you, giving a harsh suck as you resist the urge to push your full weight onto him. You dig your nails into his torso deeply, you would be shocked if you hadn’t drawn blood.
“Fuck..” you get cut off from your words and become replaced by moans and whimpers, as your boyfriend's arms begin to tighten around your fleshy thighs, continuing to torture you with only his mouth. He brings his hand up one of your tits, squishing it tightly forcing you to shut your eyes. You feel so close, waiting to burst out as soon as he hits your G-spot. He's exploring your body in all sorts of ways you could never have heard of before, making you see stars. “Stop teasing me.” You pant between moans. You can almost hear him smiling.
You move your hips back and forth, as he finally finds the exact spot you have been craving for, allowing you to release yourself into him, your wet juices being spread all over his face. You arch your ass back up and turn your head around to find him looking up, contentful, with a big grin on his face and he licks your cum off of his face.
use whatever character you want for this scenario !
#smut#headcannon#oneshot#jjk smut#jjk x reader#aot smut#aot x reader#satoru gojo#leon kennedy smut#jjk headcanons#aot headcanons#levi headcanons#yuji itadori#jjk#megumi fushiguro#requests open#tbhk#fluff#fanfic#x yn#leon s kennedy#ken sato x reader#kenji sato#creepypasta#ken sato x y/n#gojo saturo#ken sato#ken sato x you#levi attack on titan
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please someone stress the fact that
afab ≠ female….
PLEASE
(it can mean a plethora of things.)
#toji x male reader#sephiroth x male reader#wuthering waves x male reader#wuthering waves x reader#megumi fushiguro x male reader#arataki itto x male reader#neuvillette x male reader#jujutsu kaisen x male reader#tekken x reader#ken sato#kenji sato#kenji sato x male reader#genshin impact x male reader#scar x male reader#jjba x male reader#x male reader#male x male#spiderverse x male reader#avatar x male reader#detroit become human x male reader#hobie brown x male reader#honkai star rail x male reader
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Deluxe Wrestling 22 (デラックスプロレス22) - 2000.11.01
#jackie sato#yumi ikeshita#mami kumano#black pair#maki ueda#beauty pair#mariko akagi#ajw#victoria fujimi#nancy kumi#mimi hagiwara#bertha faye#jaguar yokota#devil masami#crane yu#crush gals#lioness asuka#chigusa nagayo#cutie suzuki#plum mariko#noriyo tateno#itsuki yamazaki#jumping bomb angels#megumi kudo#kyoko inoue#dynamite kansai#sakie hasegawa#manami toyota#takako inoue#toshiyo yamada
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rolecall / XG - TIPPY TOES / left right posting up slow switching lanes just like this / only direction i know swerving left right keep me upright / my adrenaline hit the pedal to the ground / 2 lil asians / don't we all deserve it ill tell you how we want it / no you cant deny it / you either like it or bite it / don't ask me if you dont know why / the only direction i know / what goes around comes back around / so when he comes down are you gonna let him pay or are you gonna let him stay
do you know why phonk gets popular on the social medias? because people dream of murder. they just find the most socially acceptable way to do it, because these are people interested in staying people. to those who dream of murder: this is will not kill you. for it did not kill me.
this is why everything i write is a poem.
and i think more of us should dream of murder, or what it takes to end a life. just one is fine. just 1. uno. uno. yi. yichi. one. One. the One. you believe in god? believe in the power of 1.
all for one / one for all. think on it. evoke all might, and evoke his enemy. why?
the universe is interested in this, too.
will you answer it - or shall i?
Dealer's choice.
You want to be cool? Be cool like a dying & a dead body.
I've lived through the age of humanitarian aid - ive seen nice people do nice things. Now I ask: Toni Morrison, what would you do different?
Fushigoro Toji knows exactly what I am referencing, and not only that: he knows exactly what I am aiming for. This is because he was interested in bringing the jiu-jitsu sorcerery world to its knees.
Gojo Satoru was interested in this too.
Now the question is: how?
Gege Akutami failed in his task to honor Gojo Satoru. I name you, Satoru: for all your fans call you Gojo, and I alone will know you. Now who will join you? By this, I mean: who will join me?
Who will speak conviction to action - because by the audre lorde, i Know Archive of Our Own, I know the dynasties of our time, and I know how to tell them from myths, and I know how to tell that from myth-making.
East Asian dragons are built like fishes for a reason.
Weavers in Palestine have still not fled. I need not know why. Why? I know why. Why? You gonna keep asking me shit or are you gonna use that brain two people gave you and the fact it's a muscle and do grindr? Grind on it. Grind. You done? Do it again.
You pissed yet?
You mad, broski?
You either wake, or you don't, unstirred - thus undeterred.
I say this now to honor James Baldwin: no more sleeper agents shall be in my path. Let's fucking dance, or there shall be war.
Sugimoto Saichi knows this so fucking well it made me get up and take a run, because he made me take a blow to the face and I survived it: he says this to a white US-American collector of Ainu artifacts: and do you know what he said? He said this: give up the artifact or I will take you down. Verbatim, by word of the translator on the pirated site on which I read: do you know what happens when negotiations break down?
It's called War. more simply: you, or me. it is an art. that's why "sun tsu" is famous in the white(?) man's world.
Now there is the mythicized World War 3. Chinese-Americans will for sure suffer like they were meant to be born stillborn in its wake. Do you want me to tell you why or will you look up? Current news is distracting for one reason: the news is merely an inch of actual reality that then proceeds to holler down several damaging hoops.
What is more accurate: current news evokes the current state of the world.
Here's a note to clue you in , not that any immigrant nor migrant nor vagrant really needs it, but here's something to piss you off anyway - Japanese-Americans were sent to internment camps. Wanna guess what number world war this was for?
Wanna guess? Or Wanna Know? See what I'm putting down yet? No? Okay.
No more sleeper agents shall be in my path. I say this now to respect the fact James Baldwin aided in my survival. He died already: why do I still feel him here, with me, laughing? It's simple, really. Because he loved Angela Davis: and Angela Davis is still alive today.
And I am right there beside her.
In the first and only book I've read from him, he said this through the mouthpiece of his characters, his loved ones, his chosen ones, the ones that would make him survive, AKA enable, and he said this: I will build a long, long table for folks to be eating off of for a long, long time. And the woman who loved him said this back: I'll go where you lead me.
This book changed the US-American consciousness. He wrote in France. I don't need to read his autobiography to confirm this. Here's why, because I could give less of a shit if you wanted to play devil's advocate: it is because James Baldwin judged he would not survive in The United States of America.
So he wrote in France.
I believe he died there.
Now I ask: will you respect 2024 or will you make someone come after you?
Dealer's choice.
You have been dealt your hand. Your ass is either shown or it will be shown. You either wake, or you don't, undeterred. It is this clear cut because empire has intensified, singing of its war drums: it has been, always, never new, always old, but never interesting, always predictable. It is why all the gongs of dehumanization are on. It is why those who have listened to it all their life are now cold like metal. We know how to be metal. Metal: the one thing that needs heat to shapeshift. Why is winter difficult to survive? This is why historians and social science researchers say the same shit and nobody listens, but they are slightly more likely to be listened to, and that is why people of color, and those of the margins, flood into academia anyway, knowing they will be perfectly tortured.
Do you want me to tell you how I have been tortured?
Do you want to guess, or do you want to know, or do you want me to torture you to make you find out?
There have been people who were shot for less. Of them: Hind Rajab. After or before her, because the order doesn't really matter, not really, only that they were dead where they stood: those two Red Crescent paramedics.
Toni Morrison must be shocked where she is in her lively post-death. She said this to me once, because I read it, and I felt her touch me, because she is real, and when she died in 2015, that is how I knew Donald Trump was fake: I will always be shocked. I will always choose to be shocked. I think anything less is a kind of death.
I have died. But I am still alive. Why? To honor the two people who raised me. One - a dragon herself. The other - a rabbit.
My dad has taught me to think like a prey animal.
Do you want to know why people daydream about shapeshifting into predators?
Do you want to know, or do you want to guess? Follow the path your parents have set you on since the day you were born.
Otherwise this is what will happen: you will never catch up to Martin Luther King Jr. You will not meet Audre Lorde. And you will not be looked at by James Baldwin, though he will see you, anyway.
Do you want to know what happened to the people who made Disco Elysium, or do you want me to fucking repeat myself?
You either wake, or Nanami Kento will never speak to you on his way to get a viet sandwich. And through your mouth will be flies: for you have failed to speak the truth, and honor the one and Only task you were given at birth: take care of thyself.
Number 1 rule of Art of War by a Chinese man:
It is the same rule that KDJ from Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint dances to. This is why every character revolves around him, carnally. Their hunger is real. Their seeing and knowing already there. This is because KDJ is a reader. He knows exactly what potency it takes to kill a character, and what it takes to keep one alive. This is why Shing Shong was successful in their refusal to write a story that comes from domination. Because first: she was disinterested in it.
Because first: she wrote a story. And it was a long one. 500 chapters. And for what?
This is why I want Shing Shong carnally. Why carnally? Well: what do you think? You wanna spend a guess? Come here. Come and find out. Come.
2024 is the year of the wood dragon. Wood dragons are named for their transformations. I've decided. Do you want to know what I've decided, or do you want to guess? If you are impatient, now you will know how it feels like to be in a burning pit, hellish by Japanese standards, tortured, forever and ever, and then perhaps you will have your first rare and individual and selectively acquired taste of what it has meant for everybody else to be colonized, while you stand, alone, mute, wearing the most bodily privilege you have ever seen, never acutely felt, and you will stupid for it - do you know why? Because white supremacy has an adjective placed in front of it, and it is doing something there. White supremacy knows it must first trick the light skinned people. So first it creates an abstract idea: it creates -
What would I have said here? Pull it together for me. I seem to have forgotten. This is the tune of real survival. This is why all people from all walks, all individual tortures, are still interested in community. You find the punk, or it finds you with a crackle of knuckle. It's why cult survivors exist, past being kept like abused animals. Because you will not die at the end. You won't. How do I know this?
Did you fucking read, or were you fucking tone-deaf?
Here it is, though, because I'm being nice: global racial capitalism is a cult with death at the end of it. And you must know by now I am not unique. Because even the worst person alive, objectively, by anybody's standard, got here somehow. And I have killed myself to care. I have tortured myself. I have. I have killed myself over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over because ultimately when the rubber really hits the fucking road I believe Ajin: Demi-Human is an relatively optimistic story, because those who have learned to resurrect themselves at will will always be interested in the good fun. Samuel "Satou" Owen is my favorite white-ish man in Japanese manga. This is because, like me, the Ajin writers and drawers were wise: they did not name the unknown substance that brought everybody back to life. They merely places an man obsessed with ways of living, at all costs, in front of it.
Satou-san is a white-Chinese man. He is mixed. What does this tell you? It tells me this: he is of movement. This means he has two feet. If he has two feet, and he is bipedal, and he can wield a gun with the mastery of a guy with chef's tools but in a forest instead of a well-stocked and furnished kitchen, this means he is a person. He likes to fuck around and find out. His white-american father failed to stop him. Why: did he fail in his task because he did not love him? The Ajin makers are clever: they had his white man of a father beat him, first, and then, later, quite quickly, demonstrate that he was a father first, because Samuel's father apologized for hitting him, because he wants to know his son is a wonderful person, and Samuel, so young, a child, stood there, alone, with a smile on his face, dead animals around him and blood on his hands, probably caked under his fingernails.
So now I wonder what it would take for Samuel "Satou" Owen to go back home.
I will write on this - cuz I do be writing - but I'll give you an interesting thought here, because this is what I offer, relief that feels like a slice that cauterizes the wound on the way: Satou's father did not fail in loving him. He failed because he was too kind.
I will teach Satou-san what it looks like to be brutal, but with compassion. And I won't kill him - now why would I do that? Ain't he the most lethal demi-human immortal freak Japan and da rest of the world has ever seen? He came from the United States originally. He only ended up in Japan because he is a video game freak. It's not because he's crazy: it's because, actually, he likes to have fun.
This is why he refuses to take his life so unseriously: he felt the universe slot another coin into his piggy bank. The universe must be interested in him for a reason. Life in the universe needs no reason. It's how we got here anyway. Now you must see the conspiracy? This is why the researcher who named "IBM (Invisible Black Matter)" was called insane and asked for the cigs in his car when three fingers, one by one, were cut off his left hand. He was being serious. So now I ask: will you fucking play?
Those who read of medias that show off their gore, turned like stones, with fresh worms underneath, in that rich, rich dirt: c'mere. You know exactly what I be talking about. Ajin: Demi-Human dances on the grave of Shounen by placing a non-traditional protagonist in the path of a traditional shounen protagonist and Does not make them fight. Instead: they are made to collaborate. Now how were they made to do this? Because at the core of each, was a compassionate core, and so every character was interested in each other as a person.
Read Ajin. It dances. To a music that few hear. Because it takes skill. It is not like Jiu-jitsu Kai-sen. It was not made to be a franchise, because it sought to honor its people that lived in the narrative. The cost: it will never be popular. It is why its second season is the way it is. This is the cost that Ajin's makers incurred. And they incurred it anyway. I have heard them without ever speaking to them personally. This is my skill. So now it is my offering.
Gege Akutami failed in his task to honor Gojou. Do you wanna hear why now? Or am I being registered, like a smaller gong amidst all the gongs of dehumanization right now?
Hey, fans of the Golden Kamuy - y'all get it most, for Sergeant Tsukishima is a secondary character and he has earned many delicious, life-affirming fics on that One and Only site. Each one I've really read got at it hard. Tsukishima writers and lovers and comrades in arms: Do you hear me, or will I go unheard like I have seven years ago?
Will I die, or will you die first? I won't. So Now the question is: will you?
I think, but first, I choose to believe in this one thing: all people know exactly what I am talking about. Because you were born. And now you will die, because empires have never been interesting. They generate dead bodies for a reason. They never have to say anything to dead people. Because, again, they are dead, and there's no way to bring them back to life. That is why eradication is strategic, and that is why slow deaths are more interesting, because it's quite hard to kill somebody without a gun, and so serial killers invent fresh ways to do it - wanna know why? Cuz they be bored, just like I am, watching them do it and choose it like a abused dog might with its ragdoll of a chew toy.
We see the dead people. One of my parents decided to become a doctor, practicing zhongyao, purely because he saw the way his grandfather died. Do you understand the acceleration of skill to mobilize thought to action? He spent 10 years putting himself through his chosen torture - medical school. Or will you sit there, mute in your dead body shame, so totally unmoved you are disturbed by almost anything? Why don't you find a corner in the world where you won't suffer for it. You can try. The last person who went to outer space came back and said never mind, it's actually all here and this is really it.
You can try the ocean. Elon Musk didn't. Wanna know why? It's because the hard, the really, really, truly, back-breaking work, is never done by the toddlers in power.
So now I wonder if Noor Hindi is well. The answer is no. Why?
Will you ask me to repeat what I've just said, or will you Read:
Dr. Alreer said: if I must die, then let me be a story. Of what?
Of what?
We all come from matter. We all know when things die, the matter doesn't disappear. This is some kinda physics law. Astrophysics too. Supernovas and lesser deaths of stars generate elements that compose matter. So do stars when they come into being. Sure. The Ainu peoples knew it first, as did every other peoples native to a land who did not seek to immediately obliterate it. Because they were first interested in their survival, and in that: how to keep surviving. Anyways, this is interesting. Because this means while we are alive at the same time, we are negotiating it all the time. This is why Stands and Jojo's Bizarre's Adventure is Bizarre and so fucking fun. It dances, and it dances visibly. It is called drag. It is called performance for the purpose, on purpose, for interesting reasons. It's why Kujo Jotaro did not die until his daughter would, because he protected her, and she protected him, and they died, but their friend, truest witness, went and finished the task given to him. And so they still lived. So it is bizarre. Everything probably is. It's why people are so interested in convenience, in that quick fix, in that hit of ketamine, in those shortcuts, in taking their lives less seriously, because they already know how serious it is to live in a world like ours, and they already know just how hard it is to meet each other where they are at, because they have struggled in meeting themselves where they are at, which is the deepest fucking pit unique to them, for they are being tortured, even as we speak, because it is individual: but it is not unique. Because I have been tortured. And I am still here, speaking with you.
So are you gonna fucking participate in derogatory theatre, or are you gonna wait till someone like me comes over and whips you where it really hurts? For those who are hung: you know. For those who aren't: too bad, you've got a throat.
For those who don't: we know what happened to them, don't we. They don't get livestreamed. DRC is silent because they cannot make it a football game. People are dead, dying, and are being disabled from living.
So now you either speak, or you remain silent, or as Baldwin said it: uninitiated, or unactivated, or as Morrison said: un-artful. If you do, remain silent or quiet or whatever that really chafes you right now, then you will never know what Audre Lorde was saying when she said We Were Never Meant to Survive. Do you know the three ways to survive in a ruined world, or did Ocean Vuong say it already and you simply refused to clock it and let it travel inside you like a missile that hit Vietnam all those decades ago?
This is the risk I incur. So now I evoke all those who have aided in my survival. I know I am not alone. Do you know why there was not 1 dragon leftover, in ATLA? Because if there was one left, it would not have come out of its cave. It would have stayed there, forever, until it perished. So Zuko's uncle made sure there were 2. Am I understood, or do you see that when I open my mouth and see red, every color of life is evoked? The sun god folks in that iconic scene know exactly what I am talking about. It is why they keep the original fire burning for thousands of years, and this is why one of them looked at Zuko and joked about the masters (real) chewing him up, and their leader said shut up but did not say he was wrong. Because he wasn't.
Their leader does something nice here, which he is by no means obligated to do, but does, because he knows he is not free to abandon it like the sleeper agents have: hey, you might die if you do this. Will you still do it?
That is the risk you incur by coming after me. I make enemies. But first, because I am an dragon originating of the East Asians: I know exactly who my friends are, first. All I ask is for you to not act stupid.
If you insist: well. When the LONG opens its maw, you will be right to be terrified. Why do TIGERS have teeth if not to use them? Praise the knife that goes through the PEAR for you, or you will not eat well tonight, and if you do: know that it will not last.
Karma simply does not come quick enough. That's A-OK. The universe prefers slowness. So now I dance. I gave to it my sixieth spiritual death and it has finally snickered instead of dragging my face through the fucking dirt, asking me to open my mouth and taste the worms which dance in the rain with their entire bodies. It's why they writhe. Now when I laugh it laughs through me and seems genuinely pleased. But what I care about most is this: that I have gotten so good at what I need to do, and what i Want to do, that Nanami Kento now merely inclines his head and walks beside me. And this: that Toji merely glances an eye at me and lifts his chin, smiling, crazed at the edge of pleased, and asks me anyway, despite full knowing in all his rage and all his cool dead & dying & disabled body discernment: hey, how are we gonna fuck em up today?
Treacherous cunt.
I am not a spiritual person. I've merely died spiritually enough times for me to have to use the academic word for it. In me I have, first: the people who saw and shielded me - second: the people who taught me, dancing to their own survivals. I am the friend of Bob. The one who told me to keep writing. Bob, I am proud, and I know you are proud of me. Hey, hi, hello.
This is my dream. My friends are a dream. All of them are. One by one they have stood, and they have stood alone, and now I am there beside them.
I honor all those who aid in my survival. Face me when you shoot me in the fucking face. This is why union leaders are assassinated in their beds, with pregnant people right beside them. This is why small children in the first formally livestreamed eradication campaign call the men in tanks cowards, and mice, because that little girl was just that fun, that interesting. This is why Sugimoto Saichi, at the very beginning of his story/dance, he hesitated when that wounded animal came out and charged him, desperate and mobilized with all its might to clear a path to its survival. Because he saw and he understood in less, but it was still too late. So that is why Asirpa said let me take the shot next time, if you can't do it - in fact, don't even try. For we need heat to survive the winter. Dragons of the East are interested in one thing, and that is people, not god. We come when called. We come when uncalled. It is why we show ourselves when people of a land need rain. 's also why we show ourselves when people of a land don't think they need shit. Do you understand the level of discernment required to do this? My judgement is not divine. I don't give a rat's shit about God. Wanna guess what I give a shit about?
A rat's ass.
But just so you don't the wrong idea, because that is what personally pisses me off the most: I don't believe in God, but I believe in you.
How is this possible? Because I had a parent, and in her, she was a dragon, and she has evoked it enough times, at all the critical moments, for me to follow her example. I will incur the risk now. I have always taken risks, because I've seen what it takes to safeguard and then nurture and then, perhaps, cultivate a life. I was born into the year where dragons have danced and they saw me and I have seen them, and you really should be thinking about Zuko not being stricken down by the last 2 dragons of his time by now. My father is a rabbit - he knows how to respect the world, so that he is to be respected if he cannot be loved. And he still chose to care for me, a weakling. He still chooses it: for we played a poker game, just once, after majiang, and he saw how I dealt my last card and thus understood my entire play and he looked me in the eye when he said:
Don't do that again.
So now I incur the risk. Because I know the cost of what it means to survive in a place like this. The world. The world. People get hurt here.
Duh. Richard Siken is needed no longer. He has said what has needed to be said. He writes, and I write too. I pick it back up, the dead thing at the end of the road. Because in order for it to be dead, it must have been killed.
So I will incur the risk. You are welcome to join me. The time to wait has been over since the first people(s) said, fucking shit fuck help! help! and nobody came, or if they did, they still ended up dying anyway.
i have never been interested in living forever. people who do are interested in having fun. the rest are idiots. the people who have fun usually die first - it is why aang's entire people was eradicated from this earth, from that fiction lifeworld. so now i find it more interesting when the people who have the most fun don't die - and that is why Toji of JJK is ketamine to people. from everywhere. from all walks of life. do you want to know why JJK is popular now, everywhere? I will tell you why now. Because I am being nice, and I am interested in your surviving, your continuous survival, your real tunes. Because I would prefer to be your friend rather than your enemy, but you make your choices, and I will make mine.
Here it is the truth: it is because JJK is interested, at least initially, in what it would look like to wield overwhelming power responsibly, which is to say: meaningfully. It is why Gojo is Japan's animation poster boy right now. He always did like to fuck around and find out. And he found out, didn't he - he found out that his own creator gave up respecting his principles to serve franchise interests, the grinding acceleration of that kind of selected - and chosen - giving in. It is a death. I have grieved it.
Now I stand here, alone.
Now I ask : who is interested in seeing Gojo Satoru still alive, even knowing that he has failed in his task to do what he said he did? Is it because of him, as a character, as a person who lived within the narrative, or is it because of the narrative that either enables or disables his real and true living?
One of the oldest people in my life said this to me recently: I personally believe that there are no shitty characters. Only a story that no longer suits them.
Will you be a story that I can live in?
Or will you be a story that makes me want to come after you and demonstrate to you, selectively, intimately, how you have betrayed me?
Will you, or won't you?
Kong Si-Woo is calling me now. Sorry. Bye. Gong Si-U is the best negotiator I know, and he's telling me to take a break. You can't solve everything by your self, he is saying. That's why you pick your men carefully. And he has chosen. Do you know who he choose?
He chose Toji.
Toji survived after he left the torture pits in that family clan of his.
First, he ended the life of every cursed beast in the family's torture pit to relish the fact he could do it, perfectly alone. His solitude earns the survival of Zenin Maki, and thus the survival of her sister, Zenin Mai.
Second: he met someone who was curious about him there, also perfectly alone in one of the most inhospitable places alive, already similar by then, and earned his respect, unyielding for some reason not known to him, personally, but his ass is shown to me because I have tapped it and I liked the sound that came back.
This is because Kong Si-Woo and Toji have a 10-year history. Adults at that age, making new friends? Color me delighted.
Third: in earning the Korean man's respect: he earned the capacity for real trust, the kind that marks actual fucking solidarity. And then Toji, scorned Japanese man he is, lived for 10 more years with Kong Si-Woo near him and by him, because these are men who when they are killed will live on, until Toji fucked around and found out for the last time --- until, of course, the story itself brings him back to meet his grown son.
Now I ask you: will you be respected, or will you be interested in what real enabling, at all costs, looks like?
Will you give a shit the way Toji does, or will you give a shit the way Nanami does? Will you move the way Sugimoto does, or will you simmer quietly like a jar of moss like Qingming, pirated Dream of Eternity: Yin-Yang Master, softspoken and brutal in his withholding? Will you have fun like Satou Samuel Owen, or will you earn the respect and thus relieve the responsibility of Nagai Kei, at age 17, willingly took on because he saw clearly the danger Satou posed to every normal person alive on the planet, and decided for himself that he would end it now.
Will you be tortured like Suzaku Kururugi, so complete, fans of Code Geass feel it even today, or will you take decisive action to bring the very structures of the Jiujutsu Sorcerer's World down by disavowing the only child you've named for blessing, just so he could have a headstart?
Which character will you relieve of their responsibilities? Can you tell who needs it the most? Do you know what I'm saying here? I am saying I do not need Nanami Kento anymore and he has never needed me to speak. This is because he died in Shibuya, and I am glad he did, because Gege Akutami's writing abilities did too. I would not have survived the Nanami's badly written death the way I could survive Gojo's. Gege must have detected this in some way: he must, even with his franchise of an empire, because even a franchise of an empire comes from people: because he waited to kill Gojou, because he knew everybody seemed to like him, and genuinely love him, in many many lands, and what he did was brutal, and it was genuinely cruel: he bisected Gojou in half instead of blowing a hole through him despite putting him in Toji's killer fit.
It means Akutami was done with Gojou's character, and discarded his personhood, and gave his fans and comrades and enemies crumbs. Enemies of Gojo savored it: but they understood its brutality, and rejoiced because finally the biggest dick did win, as they foretold, because they foretold the death cult that is global racial capitalism, because they have survived, and they don't want anybody else to except for themselves, and their friends, of course. Even our enemies have friends. What does this tell you: it means everybody has the capacity to understand tragedy. Indeed, Everybody else simply understood it for tragedy. Now there's nothing wrong with a nice tragedy.
But is it interesting? Toni Morrison looked me in the eye in one of her interviews and I will tell you what she said to me: she said once you have gotten the jobs you have all trained so beautifully for, you must now go and free someone else. This is not a grab-bag candy game.
Now here's the thing about TRUE FICTION: AND TRANSFORMATIVE FICTION: we can bring him back.
I will do it. Anyway, I will do it. Why? Because I know what it takes to complete a story and respect a character's personhood. Because I learned how to draw first, and then I figured out how to write. Each time, it was a person who bestowed it to me. So now I read Dungeon Meshi and trill with delight. Now she gets it. So now I reread DOROHEDORO!!! Now this one too, she knows it. So now I follow Witch Hat Atelier, not only interested but believing in its conclusion: for Shimomura knows exactly how to dance to make her people dance, too. This is a skill.
Will you dance. You. Hey. Hello. I ask you now: Will you fucking dance? If so, come here. I protect all other/Othered animals. But first, you must show me your teeth, and then second, you must make it known to me you are not my enemy. For I am not god. I am merely a person born into dragon year. So now whenever I open my mouth, I do it knowing the whole world will listen. I stand alone, and I will go unheard, or I won't, and then: I will either be killed, or I will change people along the way. I don't mind either results. Because right now, Tosaki, the man with the mints and the cigarette and the crisp white suit, from Ajin: DEMI HUMAN is my favorite fucking character.
He dies at the end, by the way. He dies with no regrets. I seek to follow him.
Hey - Aaron Bushnell. I evoke your name to evoke your death, because your last words were Free Palestine and you chose to do it, standing there, perfectly alone, despite wanting to become a software engineer, transitioned out of active duty.
You have done your duty. I got it from here. I will not fail Hind Rajab again. Trust me, I won't. You plug it in right by me, or I will know. Now isn't that the real fun?
#i have spoken#jjk#atla#toji#kong siwoo#zenin maki#sugimoto saichi#ajin#nagai kei#gojo#zenin mai#ajin sato#qingming#boya#nanami#kento nanami#nanago#gonana#shiu kong#fushigoro megumi#my writing
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[NEWS] Jujusute: "'Jujutsu Kaisen' The Stage -Kyoto Sister-School Goodwill Exchange ・ The Origin of Blind Obedience-" has been Announced
DATES AND VENUES
Dates: December 2023 to January 2024
Venues: Tokyo / Hyogo
CAST
Sato Ryuji as Itadori Yuuji
Yasue Kazuaki as Fushiguro Megumi
Yamaguchi Nonoka as Kugisaki Nobara
Takatsuki Sara as Zenin Maki
Sadamoto Fuuma as Inumaki Toge
Terayama Takeshi as Panda
Minami Yoshihiro as Yaga Masamichi
Miura Ryosuke as Gojo Satoru
NOTE:
[1] Further details on the schedule, cast and other information will be announced at a later date.
[2] Yamaguchi Nonoka (Kugisaki Nobara) has co-starred with Sato Ryuji in the Musical "JAMIE". To watch the Musical "JAMIE", please refer to this link: HERE
TO WATCH THE FIRST "'JUJUTSU KAISEN' THE STAGE"
For more information on how to watch the stage online and/or purchase the Blu-ray/DVD, please refer to this link: HERE
"'Jujutsu Kaisen' The Stage" Official Twitter: HERE
"'Jujutsu Kaisen' The Stage" Official Website: HERE
Source: ( x )
#Jujutsu Kaisen The Stage#Jujutsu Kaisen#Jujusute#Itadori Yuji#Fushiguro Megumi#Kugisaki Nobara#Gojo Satoru#Zenin Maki#Panda#Inumaki Toge#Yaga Masamichi#Sato Ryuji#Yasue Kazuaki#Yamaguchi Nonoka#Takatsuki Sara#Sadamoto Fuuma#Terayama Takeshi#Miura Ryosuke#Minami Yoshihiro
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Honestly, thinking about recently...
Sickfics (it’s been a while since I’ve had motivation to write lol) that involve:
Sick Megumi, either as a kid or teenager, with a caring Gojo (JJK) - I have one ask, and I started writing it but then it got deleted so I am mad :( But hopefully, I’ll get around to it again soon.
Sick Yukine with a caring Yato (Noragami)
Sick modern Wolfwood with a caring Vash (my long rom-com, angst, dark, college-AU fic from my notes posted on Ao3) (Trigun)
Sick modern Vash with a caring Wolfwood (also from the same fic that I’m deciding on whether to write - notes on Ao3: One of Us Had to Leave First) (Trigun)
Sick Ritsuka with a caring Mafuyu, possibly Ritsuka’s sister too (Given)
Sick Masahiro with a caring Kousuke (Hitorijim My Hero)
Sick Sasaki with his sister caring - forgot her name atm, or caring Miyano (Sasaki to Miyano) - Had part of this written in “You’re So Cool, Yeah, You Are...” and it was deleted. My computer deleted the pathway so I have no idea how to get them back. It’s been about two months now :(
Sick Hirano with his parents caring (look, I wrote about 8-pages of this and then it also got deleted, and I am so livid about it but I still want to see his family) (Hirano to Kagiura)
Sick Kagiura (literally anything to him: flu, concussion, nosebleed, headache, sore muscles, fight, etc) with caring Hirano (Hirano to Kagiura)
Sick Mob (after directly after season 3) with caring Reigen
Sick Leo with caring Black or Zapp (Kekkai Sensen/ Blood Blockade Battlefront)
Sick Cheng with caring Lu (Link Click)
Sick teenage Max with caring David/ Gwen (part of a long fic that I clearly am never writing) (Camp Camp)
Honestly there are so many more because I have read so much manga and watched so much anime these past couple years.... feel free to ask/ request if you want...
#JJK#Jujutsu Kaisen#fushiguro megumi#dad gojo#gojo satoru#noragami#yukine#yato#trigun stampede#Vash the Stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#the punisher#given#mafuyu sato#uenoyama ritsuka#hitorijim my hero#setagawa masahiro#kousuke fujishima#sasaki to miyano#sasaki and miyano#sasaki shuumei#miyano yoshikazu#hirano and kagiura#hirano to kagiura#hirano taiga#kagiura akira#sickfic#wanting to write#and read#mp100 mob
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Always Together / ずっと一緒 (Zutto Issho)
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Performed by Satomi Sato (Wendy's VA) ft. Yui Horie (Carla's VA), Lyrics by Megumi Sena, Composed & Arranged by Hiroshi Takaki
Originally released 15th of May 2012 (Kizuna Darou!!), rereleased 16th March 2022 (Fairy Tail Character Songs Collection)
℗ PONY CANYON INC
Wendy's 2nd character image song, featuring Carla, Originally released in the Kizuna Darou!! album. Just like its name, this song is about wanting to be by someone's side, no matter what, and being thankful that they're always there for you.
Official Links: YouTube Spotify Apple Music
Lyrics below the cut
English Lyrics done using DeepL, modified by me! Please tell me if there are any mistakes or if anything seems odd, thank you!
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いつも どんなときも 一緒にいたい
(Itsumo donna toki mo issho ni itai)
I want to always be with you, no matter what
いつも どんなときも この手は離さないでね
(Itsumo donna toki mo kono te wa hanasanai de ne)
Always, no matter what, keep my hand in yours
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<Carla>
『そんなの言わなくても…わかってるわよ!』
(Sonna no iwanakute mo... wakatteru wa yo!)
"You don't have to tell me that... I already know!"
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悲しい時にだって 戸惑う時にだって
(Kanashii toki ni datte Tomadou toki ni datte)
Whenever I'm sad, whenever I'm confused,
君といるから なんにも怖くない
(Kimi to iru kara Nan ni mo kowakunai)
When I'm with you, there's nothing to be afraid of
落ち込んだ時にだって 見守ってくれてたよね
(Ochikonda toki ni datte Mi mamotte kureteta yo ne)
Even when I was discouraged, you watched over me
あの日交わした 約束忘れない
(Ano hi kawashita yakusoku wasurenai)
I'll never forget the promise we made that day
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下を向いて 立ち止まってちゃ 不安になる
(Shita wo muite tachi domattecha fuan ni naru)
I can't keep looking down, I'll get anxious
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ひかる まだ 知らない未来 煌く
(Hikaru mada shiranai mirai kirameku)
The future we don't know yet, it's shining
ひかる ほら 水色(ブルー)の 優しい風だよ
(Hikaru hora BURUU no yasashii kaze da yo)
Brightly, Look, it's a gentle sky-blue wind
回る この世界は 未来 写して
(Mawaru kono sekai wa mirai utsushite)
The world and the future continues to spin
だから いま 水色(ブルー)の 希望に満ちてるから
(Dakara ima BURUU no kibou ni michi terukara)
That's why, I'm now filled with sky-blue hope
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<Carla>
『ちゃんと、私がそばにいるから大丈夫!』
(Chanto, watashi ga soba ni iru kara daijoubu!)
"I'll be there with you, so don't worry!"
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はじめて出会った時に 感じた 運命って
(Hajimete deatta toki ni kanjita unmeitte)
I felt it the first time we met, it was like fate
君が見てると なにもかもまぶしい
(Kimi ga miteru to nani mo ka mo mabushii)
When you look at me, everything feels like it's dazzling
今日も澄んだ心で まっすぐ向き合えるなら
(Kyou mo sunda kokoro de massugu muki aeru nara)
If I can face today with a clear heart...
孤独ではなく強さがあふれてる
(Kodoku de wa naku tsuyosa ga afureteru)
I'll realize that because i'm not alone, I'm full of strength
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上を上を向いて 深呼吸して 飛び出そうよ!
(Ue wo muite shinkokyuushite tobidasou yo!)
Let's look up, take a deep breath, and fly away!
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遠い空 きれいな 星が流れる
(Tooi sora kirei na hoshi ga nagareru)
In the distant sky, a beautiful star passes by
遠い空 二人の 願いを託して
(Tooi sora futari no negai wo takushite)
In the distant sky, I'll make a wish for both of us
回る この世界は 未来 写して
(Mawaru kono sekai wa mirai utsushite)
The world and the future continues to spin
だから 私たちは ずっとずっと一緒だよ
(Dakara watashi-tachi wa zutto zutto issho da yo)
That's why, let's always, always be together
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<Carla>
『私が一緒に居なきゃだめなんだから!』
(Watashi ga issho ni inakya dame nandakara!)
"I'll have to stay with you, no matter what!"
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いつも どんなときも 素直でいたい
(Itsumo donna toki mo sunao de itai)
I always want to be honest, no matter what
いつも どんなときも 勇気をありがとう
(Itsumo donna toki mo yuuki wo arigatou)
Thank you for giving me courage, no matter what
いつも どんなときも 一緒にいたい
(Itsumo donna toki mo issho ni itai)
I always want to be with you, no matter what
いつも どんなときも この手は離さないでね
(Itsumo donna toki mo kono te wa hanasanai de ne)
Always, no matter what, keep my hand in yours
<Carla>
『うん!私もそう思ってるから! ずっと一緒よ』
(Un! Watashi mo sou omotteru kara! Zutto issho yo)
"Yes! I feel the same way! Let's be together forever"
#fairy tail#wendy marvell#satomi sato#yui horie#<- ? She's barely there sorry#sky sorceress#carla#others#official#Megumi sena was also the lyricist for Yakusoku no Hi / FT's 14th opening#A lot of the people who worked on these character image songs worked on Precure stuff too#It IS a big franchise though idk what i expected#Also yes i updated the Amazing Blessings one to include the apple music link too 😭 Honestly forgot it existed#music
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The Missing June Match
So, upon looking at the responses so far, I had wondered why there weren't any English respondents for this match. It turns out that somehow, it was missing from the form the entire time (either because I accidentally deleted while making it or just plain forgot)!
(Your Japanese counterpart somewhat saved this from being a possible tie had I not realize this oversight sooner.)
Since the form is still open at the time of this post's publishing (which you can find here), I'd might as well make up for my mistake with this.
You can also find this poll on Twitter and Instagram.
I apologize for the mistake. 🙇♀️
Good luck to your oshi (be she your kamioshi or otherwise)!
Thank you to those who voted and signal boosted.
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The Dangers in My Heart
TV Shows/Dramas watched in 2023
The Dangers in My Heart (Season 1, 2023, Japan)
Director: Hiroaki Akagi
Writer: Jukki Hanada (based on the manga by Norio Sakurai)
Mini-review:
I didn't even know this anime existed until a few days ago, so imagine my surprise when I started watching and realized it might just be one of the best of the season. I'm sure some people will be put off by the initial premise, but luckily, the synopsis is nothing but a façade that's quickly deconstructed. Once that's done, we're left with one of the sweetest romcoms I've seen. It's also one of the awkwardest ones, and I mean that in the best of ways. The romance is a classic slowburn, and it's bolstered by some flawless character development. In fact, I was surprised by how good the overall writing is. The show just understands what being a teenager is like. For example, the comedy is built from the perfect mixture of awkwardness, silliness and horniness. I swear I heard some of the same jokes in my classroom when I was the same age as these characters. I imagine some people will dislike the level of horniness the humor reaches at some points, but I think it's incredibly realistic, so it didn't bother me at all. Anyway, I'm glad they already announced a second season, cause those final moments left me feeling all warm inside and I need more of these characters.
#the dangers in my heart#boku no kokoro no yabai yatsu#norio sakurai#hiroaki akagi#jukki hanada#kyotaro ichikawa#anna yamada#chihiro kobayashi#moeko sekine#serina yoshida#sho adachi#kana ichikawa#shun horie#hina yomiya#ayaka asai#megumi han#atsumi tanezaki#gen sato#yukari tamura#anime#manga#romantic comedy#romcom#romance#comedy#emo character#2023 tv shows and dramas
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Shiko Funjatta / Sumo Do, Sumo Don't (2022)
Such a great lighthearted and uplifting drama that makes you feel good when you're down. Been searching for this type of traditional sports or martial arts dramas like the Hollywood's Cobra Kai series.
Shiko Funjatta is a sequel to the original Sumo Do, Sumo Don't in the 90s. The show focus on the new and younger characters while featuring the original characters returning as "mentors".
I love that every character have their own character development, despite their own baggage of life which was pulling them down at the beginning which often prompts them to run away again.
A drifter, a recluse, a gym buff, a dancer, a salaryman, a runner, joins the Sumo Club headed by a loner. Seeing the chemistry and dynamics of these unique characters alone is intriguing to watch.
Sumo is something that you don't see often in films in terms of what it takes to be one and the rigorous training involved. For one I had no idea that you need to be flexible like Yoga to be in this sport.
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#shiko funjatta#sumo do sumo don't#ihara rikka#rikka ihara#hayama shono#shono hayama#sato himi#himi sato#takahashi rio#rio takahashi#sato megumi#megumi sato#teshima miyuu#miyuu teshima#kashio atsuki#atsuki kashio#takahashi kako#kako takahashi#fukumatsu rin#rin fukumatsu#japanese drama#j drama#jdrama#dorama#japan#asian drama#sumo#sumo wrestling#my reviews
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jjk AU where everything happens because satosugu are oblivious af and everyone is just trying to get them to kiss
#like idk#hidden inventory was just a whole setup to get satosugu to bond#and Toji makes them babysit Megumi sometimes#sugu runs away because he thinks hes a bad babysitter?? idk#and then jjk0 happens and Yuta hits Sugu with True Love expecting it to make Sugu realise he loves Sato#but it doesn’t and Sugu dies :((#then kenny comes along and sees sugu’s memories#and he’s like damn this guy is oblivious#so he also joins the cause to set satosugu up#even tho Sugu is dead-#Sugu is still conscious when Kenny takes over#and they’re constantly arguing about Sugu’s love life#even Sukuna is tryin to set them up like geez#they finally succeed when Sukuna does some division on Satos body if yk what I mean#and then Sato finally reunited with Sugu again and they kiss#sorry that was a lot of rambling
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Cool art op
a small bonding moment 🐺🌙
my full piece for @/pastarczine over on twitter 💙 leftovers are open until October 1!
#I LOVE the colours#Toji looks like Ken sato for some reason!??#Megumi Fushiguro#Toji Fushiguro#Jjk#Jjk fanart#Museum#The emotions 🥹
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AN ITADORI GUIDE TO PUBLIC HIGHSCHOOL (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و
WITH: megumi fushiguro x reader
DESC: you've gone to a boarding school almost your whole life, but you're jealous of your twin brother yuji's fun high school experience—so you transfer. though falling in love with his best friend wasn't part of the plan...
TAGS: found family , fluff & crack , highschool/modern au , uncle sukuna , may be ooc , smau + written parts , cursing , fem! reader , language , angst if you squint
STATUS : ongoing
TABLE OF CONTENT:
INTROS: family ties questionable group + moodboard
# ONE : suprise! # TWO : mitski & mondays # THREE : homework answers? # FOUR : sato-who? # FIVE : no. 1 party anthem # SIX : (they long to be) close to you # SEVEN : vegetable pasta # EIGHT : ...under construction...
#essposts#jjk#jjk smau#megumi x reader#megumi fushiguro#yuji itadori#nobara kugisaki#maki zenin#yuta okkotsu#inumaki toge#gojo satoru#sukuna#megumi x you#megumi x y/n#megumi fanfic#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk x reader#aigtphs ᡣ𐭩#jjk crack#jjk fanfic#jjk fic
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SUNDRESS SZN. <3 synopsis : it's that time of the year again ft. : nanami, gojo, shiu, choso tags : +18, smut, fem!reader, cunnillingus, nipple play, unprotected sex, dry humping, mentions of cumming in pants, sundresses?? wc : 1,5k
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ NANAMI KENTO This gentleman right here is a sucker for gorgeous legs, so please pardon him if he loses some of his composure when he sees the soft skin of your thigh peak out of the little slit of your dress.
“So? What do you think? I think it looks pretty okay.” You smile brightly at Nanami who’s been sitting on the edge of the bed and patiently waiting for you for at least an hour to get ready for your lunch date. Though as you twirl around in front of the mirror, posing and appreciating your newest piece, you notice your boyfriend’s reluctant stare in the reflection. Disapprovement. That is what you interpret his gaze as, and instantly feel yourself shrinking.
“I-I haven’t worn one like these in a while so I thought maybe-” The smile on your coloured lips falls as you sigh, and all of a sudden you feel naked. Exposed. You avert your eyes from him when a sudden heat creeps up your cheeks, and the familiar feeling of embarrassment makes your eyes sting. “Nevermind, I should probably change. Otherwise, we’ll be late.”
Before you can even think about a plan B outfit, you’re pulled between Nanami’s thighs, your hands flying out and settling on his shoulders to steady yourself. Your body shivers the slightest when one of his hands slides through the slit of your dress, gripping your leg and perching it on the bed beside him.
“Darling, I-” When has your heart started beating so fast? You watch as his fingers dig into the fat of your thigh, and a whimper nearly leaves your mouth at the way they keep moving higher, the thin fabric of your dress being bunched up and riding further and further up. Your breath stutters at his sudden breathy laugh, goosebumps rising along your exposed skin. “Don’t take this off, please. You look beautiful in it. So, so beautiful.” And before you can even interject, you’re silenced by the open mouthed kisses he’s leaving along the fabric covering your stomach. “Shit. I’m sorry, my love, but I don’t think we’ll be able to make it to that restaurant today.” The teasing warmth of his palm vanishes when his body slides down unto the carpeted floor, his mouth mere inches away from the place that you all of a sudden seem to need him the most right now. So when his finger hooks around your panties and pulls them to the side, and his lips latch onto your little pulsing clit- You realise that all this time Nanami’s been staring at you with nothing but sheer hunger in his eyes.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ GOJO SATORU We all know that he needs a little more sugar than the average person for his brain to function properly. Yet when he sees you all dolled up in your cute little sundress looking like a little candy… his brain does anything but function properly.
“Sato-!” A gasp leaves your raw kissed lips when your back slams against the door of the classroom, knocking some air out of you. But there is nothing you can do when Gojo’s large body towers above you, assaulting your lips and neck as his slender hands wander along your body.
You're still clueless about what has gotten into him so suddenly. He seemed so calm and composed earlier when you dropped by the training ground where he had been watching Megumi and Maki training. Sure he was a little handsier than usual, not able to keep his hands to himself as he kept pressing sweet kisses on your cheeks every once in a while, and whispering a few compliments into your ear about how you looked especially cute today.
His fingers play with the ribbon on your right shoulder, and you shriek when cold air suddenly hits your bosom, the top of your dress partially dropping down. “What are you- ah!” You clamp a hand over your mouth when his wet kisses turn into harsher bites, his teeth teasing the flesh that’s spilling out of your bra. “Satoru.” You hiss through gritted teeth. “We can’t do this here! What if someone sees us?” You curse and bury your hands into his hair when he leans down and pulls any fabric away that's in his way. His body seems to envelope you whole. All you can smell is him, all you hear are his breathy groans, and all you can feel is his thigh settling between your legs as his tongue starts twirling around your sensitive nipples. “Don’t care. ‘M too hard now to go out there like this.” His breath hitches when he feels your wetness spread along the fabric of his pants as you desperately grind down on him. “Oh fuck… and it’s all your fault, pretty girl.”
Sudden voices appear somewhere behind the closed door. Was it Yuji? Nobara? You’re not sure, and to be frank, neither of you cares at this point. You’ll need more than some little lousy students to stop the strongest from enjoying his little sweetness.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ KONG SHIU He’s a simple man. Does not care what you wear, where you wear it, but- God, he feels a little disgusting when he sees you in that pretty dress, looking all innocent while all he wants to do is just keep breed you and breed you, over and over again.
A whistle disrupts the silence in the kitchen as you put the prepared casserole into the oven, steps echoing behind you as they keep getting closer. Hands settle on either side of you, caging you between Shiu’s body and the counter when he starts pressing fleeting kisses behind your ear and further down your neck. “To what do I owe the pleasure.” His own lips stretch into a smile when he hears you giggle, the sound of it almost as pleasing as the sight in front of him. You turn and wrap your arms around his neck, your lips mere inches away from his as you bat your eyelashes at him. “You like it?”
He hums and rubs the soft material between his thumb and pointer, indulging himself a little longer as his eyes keep trailing up and down your body as if he can’t get enough of you. He exhales a long breath as he discards his jacket, hanging it over one of the barstools beside the marbled kitchen island before his hand settles on your lower back. “Come on, sweetheart. Bend over for me.”
You oblige and inhale sharply when Shiu lifts the hem of your dress up, cold air hitting your rear while the clinking sound of his belt reverberates through the room as he unbuckles it. His tip slowly prods at your entrance, and your toes curl when he slips further inside you. “Always looking so gorgeous for me, don’t ya?” He groans when feels your walls squeeze painfully tight around him. "Shit-" He spits and a glob of his saliva drips onto his fingers before he starts rubbing lazy circles over your clit. "Shh, relax, baby. Going to fuck this pretty pussy real’ good.”
You may or may not have had to order take out because you ignored the stench of burned food while Shiu filled you up twice.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ KAMO CHOSO Weak. Please, have a little mercy on him because he’s just so weak for you, no matter what you do, say or even wear. He doesn’t understand this feeling, this … lust over something as simple as a piece of garment?
“Cho’?” You tilt your head the slightest when you feel him squirm beneath you, yet can’t seem to get a look at his face as he buries it into your shoulder. “Baby, are you okay?”
Okay? If your definition of “okay” is that he’s not been completely hard ever since he got a look at you when you entered the bar with Yuki and some other friends, and that it did not get even worse when you perched yourself on his lap sideways, with your bare legs dangling off his thigh- And don’t even get him started on that goddamn dress. So, no. No, he is not okay.
It is only when you adjust yourself the slightest bit to have a better look at him, that you notice something poking you through the thin material of your clothes. “I’m sorry, you just look so pretty today. I really don’t know why I- please, just ignore that.” He rasps hopelessly when he feels you still all of a sudden, feeling a sense of shame when he concludes that you must have realised what is going on with him. “It’ll probably go away in a while, but you should st-stop-” Stop squirming! he wants to add but he can’t when you all of a sudden start rocking your hips the slightest bit back and forth. Not strong enough for anyone else to notice but enough for Choso to get the slightest friction that he needs. That he craves. You smile and bite your lip as you mindlessly nod at something Yuji tells you from across the table, the boy’s eyes gleaming with excitement and completely oblivious to the situation you’ve put his big brother in just now. That night, everyone has come to believe that your boyfriend can’t hold his liquor, judging by the rosy colour dusting his cheeks, and the wet patch on his trousers from a spilled drink. Though, only you and him truly know where that stain on his crotch comes from.
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