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Each time they say something new about the R G Kar case, somehow it just gets worse and worse.
#just... why#this woman was a doctor and a student#even she was not safe#in spite of her noble profession#what is going to happen to the others#i hope they find the perpetrators and fucking thrash them to death#shameless animals#banglablr#boo rants
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Happy 10th anniversary to the GSNK anime!
10 years ago in Japan, the GSNK anime made by Doga Kobo started airing as part of the Summer 2014 season! It was through this adaptation that fans fell in love with the idiotic shenanigans charms of Nozaki&co, and many went on to read the manga to see more of our gang tackling shoujo manga tropes.
The anime adapted Chapters 1-48 of the manga, albeit sadly with a lot of skipped/shortened content (and interesting... changes). However, the adaptation really brought the series to life thanks to the stellar Japanese voice cast, A+ soundtrack, and the animators elevating some scenes with some added wackiness (those two panels of Hori finding himself piggybacked by bull!Kashima, expanded to 40 seconds of the most hilarious riding(?) sequence ever? iconic).
The anime has 12 episodes (plus 6 special mini episodes) and can be currently streamed legally on HIDIVE amongst other sources (depending on your region). It's been dubbed in a few languages, including an English dub by Sentai Filmworks.
To commemorate the occasion, we're leaving here a poll for people to vote for their favourite episode \o/ You can look up an episode guide if you have trouble recalling what happens in each episode (or you can rewatch the whole thing right now)
#gekkan shoujo nozaki kun#gsnk#monthly girls' nozaki kun#mod grolia#so many of the newer chapters would work so well in the anime... but alas season 2 chances are looking grim#shameless throwback to when grolia was a GSNK gif-maker before working on the scanlation :-)#I will not lie I think majority of the CMC gang were introduced to GSNK via the anime
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ââ KAIJU NO. 8 â HOSHINA SOUSHIROU ICONS ââ
âł requested by Mishmish (@peskyfirefly)
[credits to Remi (kithsune) for the dividers]
#kaiju no. 8#kaijuu 8 gou#kaiju no 8#kn8#kaijuno8edit#hoshina soushirou#manga#anime#anime icons#animeedit#animangaboys#usertorichi#userdabiluna#userinahochi#usersophies#useradrienne#userrashed#artsedits#artsicons#ongoinganimeeditrequest#tw eyestrain#hi MISHMISH!! i know the colors are a bit shameless XD#but i still hope that you'll like this#i dunno why but i keep associating purple to this character >_<
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Goodbye Kiss
#idk just#straightforward rei#shameless too#thats all#rei suwa#kazuki kurusu#kazurei#reikazu#buddy daddies#buddy daddies anime#kazuki x rei#buddy daddies art#kazuki and rei
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A gift for my beloved @magnusbae ( ËÍ á” ËÍâĄ).
#choosing the chair that's in the back of the auditorium... next to a window like a true edgy anime protagonist. thinking of you. sketching#THIS!#being absolutely shameless about it i know. but i have no regrets#and I'm Falling. and I thank you for pulling me with you my dear#into a new fandom I dive#(don't mind me. Anakin's inclination to be dramatic is starting to rub off on me)#huh how does the sw tagging work?#oh well whatever#obi wan kenobi#anakin skywalker#obikin#obikin art#obikin fanart#star wars#sw#mayhem art#(â ïŸâ ââ ăźâ ââ )â ïŸâ *â .â ⧠->#magnusbae
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ANIMATION BY @badassfetish !!đ„âš
I canât even explain how much I love this!đ«âïžIt gives the drawing this kind of cartoony and of course animated vibe that I was hoping it would have and I LOVE IT. I have absolutely NO idea how animations work but @badassfetish did an INCREDIBLE job at bringing my pretty carrot boy to life!!đ„čđ„č
I canât stop watching it without wiggling my toes and gigglingđ§
#Iâm obsessed#animation#animated art#shameless#ian gallagher#mickey milkovich#shameless fanart#gallavich#ian x mickey#gallavich fanart#mickey milkovich fanart#ian gallagher fanart
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Baseball player x Local ruffianđŠđââŹ
#gallavich#shameless#ian gallagher#mickey milkovich#artists on tumblr#ian x mickey#gallavich fanart#shithole animal#my art#art tag
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Abyss - Scraton
#Omg I actually finished something wow#It was like 20 secs but we donât talk about that#Please feel free to do a little theorizinâ with this au :)#While this honestly doesnât give much lol thereâs tons more on my bloggggg wink wink#Ok I wanna here peoples theories/thoughts ok Iâm being shameless#Enough yapping hereâs the regular tags-#art#animation#storyboard#kkâs art#digital artist#digital art#digital illustration#digital drawing#murder drones#md au#md oc#the new dawn au#oc: kimber#oc: x#oc: c-1#oc: courtney
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Spring is slowly creeping into the Pacific Northwest, which means it's time for nest building! I've seen the fully-made nests of taveta golden weaver birds before, but had never gotten to watch the process of construction. The males in this colony-living species weave plant matter into complex hanging nests, and the quality of their weaving skills is what wins over the females!
For mid-February, the guy in the video sure had gotten a jump start on the process.
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Everyone else's nests in the aviary looked more like this:
#birbs#zoo animals#golden weaver birds#my photography#A first foray into editing video#woodland park zoo#shameless IG plug#Instagram
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Soft Rain: Gojo Satoru x Reader (SMUT! Mature/Explicit) Part 2
I want to first say I usually try to find a photo that fits the aesthetic of the story but this one was way too good to walk away from. Everyone enjoys this gem <3. Also, this fic because it's too damn long is split up into two parts. Part 1 is already up and is linked here. Highly recommend reading it first before this one so you don't get confused.
â§ïœ„ïŸ: *â§ïœ„ïŸ:*Rating:Mature/Explicit (Sexual scenes)
â§ïœ„ïŸ: *â§ïœ„ïŸ:*Summary: You are in a coffee shop one rainy day when a sad beautiful stranger enters. Slowly, you open up to each other in the warm confinement of the cafe. Little did you know that you would fall in love with this man, and he with you.
I wrote this from the perspective of seeing Satoru with his barriers down. No masks, no facades, just him when he's alone with his haunting thoughts. I wanted to give him a more human perspective and touch on some of the things that plague his mind. I know I have been MIA for quite some time, if you were someone who was waiting for this I am sorry! Life has been a rollercoaster recently but I am finally back to being in a place of stability. This is certainly a longer fic, so I hope you all enjoy it. As always feel free to let me know your thoughts in the comments below!
â§ïœ„ïŸ: *â§ïœ„ïŸ:*Word Count: 25k+
October: Halloween, ShibuyaÂ
I know itâs Halloween, but does there have to be so many people outside?!
You began pushing your way through the crowds of people, ignoring the press of anxiety in your chest. All you needed to do was make it to the train station so you could go home, but it seemed as you got closer to the Shibuya Hikarie Building the throng of bodies got tighter.Â
Ugh, maybe I should just find a hotel for the night.Â
With a huff of air passing your lips, you make to turn around, but you hear something strange through your headphones.
Doubting yourself, you pull out one bud.Â
â Bring Satoru Gojo. âÂ
Satoru⊠Gojo? Â
People chanted these words over and over again, stretching down to the train tracks.
What the fuck is going on?Â
Swallowing your anxiety, you begin pushing your way inside the building. The clusters of bodies became thicker. Their skin brushed yours as you continued to the center. You ignored the foreign touch, pushing your intrusive thoughts to the back of your mind.
Is it who I think it is? Or am I just being delusional?
Once inside, you couldnât believe your eyes.Â
There he was, hands in his pockets, hovering right in the middle of the building, staring straight down to the train tracks.Â
âI can fly!â
Your eyes widened. Running to the edge while elbowing through sweaty bodies. You needed to be closer; to confirm what you are seeing.Â
Is it him? Am I hallucinating right now?Â
As soon as youâre at the edge, you call out his name, but the crowd drowns out your voice. You shout as loud as you can, but you might as well be whispering. The crowd's anxious chatter washes out your voice, rendering your desperate shouts useless.
Then he descends to the basement, a murderous aura following in his wake.Â
An article from 2006 pops into your head.
Satoru Gojo, head of the Gojo Clan, pinnacle of the Jujutsu world.
Without a second thought, you break out in a sprint to the stairs. People stare at you in confusion, but you ignore them, shoving your way through their bodies. His words play in your mind, puzzle pieces falling into place.
âI am the strongest sorcerer of this generation.â ââŠmy role is incredibly isolating.âÂ
Something is wrong.Â
You run, taking two steps at a time, hand ghosting over the railing for support. You knew you were useless, and if he was in any trouble you wouldnât be able to do anything. But you also couldnât do nothing . Not when he was right in front of you, not when you spent weeks thinking about him.Â
He lingered on your heart like a tattoo â permanent and painfully hard to get rid of. If you loved him, you didnât know. But you do know your soul yearns to be with him.
Please be safe. I donât give a shit how strong you are, donât be stupid.Â
Bursting through the doors of the basement floor, youâre met with a sea of bodies. You couldnât see anything other than people dressed in Halloween costumes for miles.Â
Cursing inwardly, you push past them, elbows out to your sides. Their bodies brush your skin, and you ignore your itching flesh. The only thing on your mind was getting to him, was seeing him.Â
Sweat coated you from head to toe, you could hear a commotion up ahead, but you were still too far away.Â
Your heart raced against your chest so hard, you were afraid it was going to burst. Faint screams filled your ears, but you ignored them. It was like you were possessed, the burn in your legs didnât matter, the thin air in your lungs didnât bother you, you just wanted him.Â
People started pushing their way into the tracks as the screams became clearer and clearer. Then suddenly, they stopped.
Dead silence rang out.Â
Huh?Â
Bodies stop moving in an instant, but you donât. You see Satoru move at a blinding speed. Blood splatters all around you, coating your skin in its warm, sticky substance. You donât even have time to process anything. The world seems to be fast-forwarded, and you canât comprehend the sight before you.
Then the area clears.Â
He stops, breath heavy with blood on his cheek as he takes in the carnage along with a small box in front of him.
âSatoruââÂ
âGate open,â
The cube box opens, revealing its fleshy body with an eye that stares right at Satoru. He makes to move away but a man with long black hair and a stitched scar across his head steps into view, calling out warmly to him.Â
You watch as Satoru freezes, disbelief in his wide blue eyes.Â
He asks the theatrically dressed man who he is, anger and confusion dancing in his tone.
The moment the answer leaves the black-haired male's mouth, all air evaporates. The eye sticks to Satoruâs body, rendering him helpless.
Suguru Geto? Â
Satoruâs words flash in your mind.Â
âI havenât talked to anyone about Suguru since it happenedâŠâ âNo, but you could see it that way. He⊠Was like the other half of me. Someone I could trust. I knew with him, I could let go and be myself. I could breatheâŠâ âHeâs dead. Itâs been a year,â
Thereâs no way. This is fucked. I need to do something, maybe a distractionâ
Satoruâs eyes flash to you, only meeting yours for a second, but he makes it count by mouthing:
RUN.
You stagger back a step, foot catching on the rail as Satoru starts shouting at the other male â his dead best friend, asking who he is.Â
Turning around, you move your leadened legs, each step feeling as if you were pulling a freight train.Â
âMy six eyes tell me⊠That youâre Suguru Geto. But my soul knows otherwise! Hurry up and answer!! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!â
The anger and pain in his voice was so guttural, that it rattled your soul.
What the fuck is going on?!Â
You cry silently, forcing your body to run away, even though everything in you told you to turn around. You knew youâd die if you did, so you kept moving through the tears.Â
Dead deformed bodies were littered all around you with blood staining the tracks red. You had to force your eyes to the sky, afraid youâd vomit.Â
Heâs only subdued, sealed. Not dead. Not dead.Â
Despite yourself, you return your eyes to the floor to search the dead bodies' faces, fearful that one of them will be his.Â
You were panting when you reached the stairs, but you continued pressing on, only repeating one thing to yourself;Â
Not dead.Â
â
Shibuya was pandemonium.Â
People, who you assumed were curse users, are fighting everywhere. You couldnât see what exactly they were fighting, but you could feel it. The wrongness.Â
Your mind was racing, you didnât know what to do. Anxiety and bile crawled up your throat, as your body felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. Your legs were numb and your heart was beating erratically.Â
I need to get out of here.
Eyes scanning your surroundings, you move, aiming for downtown, away from the central fighting point. But when the edge becomes clearer, you see that people are frantically pressing against an invisible wall.Â
A barrier of some sortâ
âNANAMIIIII!â
This name is being shouted from the top of a tall building seemingly in the middle of the sector.Â
Whoever is yelling has some lungs on them⊠I canât get distracted, I have to move.Â
Panic began bubbling up in your chest you ran as fast as you could, ducking into a small department store, immediately pulling down the metal guard gate and locking it.Â
You pressed your back to the glass doors, head tilted to the ceiling, breaths heavy and uneven.Â
Am I going to die here?Â
You look down at your body.Â
Blood covered you, staining your khakis and shirt. It clung to your skin and matted your hair. The feeling is disgustingly sticky and the smell of iron assaults your senses, nearly making you gag.Â
Moving away from the doors, you explore the department store while your body shakes. You needed to move, otherwise countless strangers' dead faces would flash in your mind, making your only thought about their mixed blood covering you.Â
It seemed as if you were the only person in the building, so you located the seat behind the front desk and sat down.
So many people died, and Satoru⊠Heâs in a box.Â
You felt so incredibly numb.Â
You came to Shibuya to buy a few things from your favorite thrift store, but then this happened. Nothing made sense and you couldnât wrap your head around why so many people passed out and you didnât.Â
Leaning back in your chair, you loosed a shuddering breath.Â
âWhat the fuck.â
Then the world shook.
â
Megumi was on duty for the evacuation team after the Shibuya Incident. Gojo was sentenced to death and so was Principal Yaga, along with the reinstatement of Yujiâs execution.Â
This is troublesome.Â
He entered a department store on the edge of town, fully expecting no one to be present due to having to break the locked gate.Â
âHello, is anyone here?â He calls out, voice tired and raw from the night prior. His eyes disinterestedly scan the aisles, until something moves.
A woman, covered in dried blood from head to toe, steps out behind an aisle, hammer poised to attack him. Immediately he puts up his hands, summoning his cursed technique for protection.Â
âI am not here to hurt you, just here to help you out of the disaster area,â Megumi spoke slowly, but the woman only tightened her hands around the handle of the weapon.Â
âThe name Satoru Gojo, what does it mean to you?â Her voice, soft and calm, asks him. There was no edge to it, despite the murderous intent of her body language.
âHeâs my teacher.âÂ
What is wrong with this lady? Is she asking because she was forced to ask for him last night? But all that blood⊠Thereâs no way she was at the tracks, she wouldnât be here if she were.Â
The woman nodded once, then set down the hammer, approaching him with caution.Â
âI am⊠I know him, in a way.âÂ
Oh no, not another one.Â
âLast night, I followed him down to the basement. I am a normal person, so if he was fighting curses, I donât know. But I saw him get put in this ancient box covered with eyes. The person who did it is Suguru Geto, but⊠I think someone is inhabiting his body. Thatâs all I know, I hope it helps.âÂ
The woman spoke clearly without any fear, but Megumi only became more confused.Â
âThereâs no way you would be here though. Weâre still removing the unconscious bodies of civilians from the station. Why were you not affected?â
She simply shrugged her shoulders.Â
âI donât know, donât ask me. The rest of Japan, is it safe?âÂ
The way she spoke caught him off guard. So matter-of-fact and clear, but her body shook. Clearly, she was disturbed but trying not to show it.Â
Sheâs not a sorcerer, but she knows about Gojoâs significance. Were they close? Did he tell her everything?Â
Megumi tried to remember if his teacher mentioned any non-sorcerer woman he was interested in, but nothing came to mind.
âFor now, but the situation is unstable. Thereâs no telling whatâs going to happen with that guy gone. Weâre going to do everything we can to save him, but I am not sure if itâs possible.â He spoke honestly and the woman nodded, grabbing a piece of paper and writing something down on it.Â
âThis is my number. Iâll do my independent research. In a week, call me and weâll check bases.â
With that, she gave him a warm smile and left.Â
Who is she?Â
November:19 Days After the Incident Â
You were sitting on your couch, petting Noir anxiously when you got the call.Â
Did it work?
Sliding the green answer button, you shakily pressed the device to your ear.Â
âMiss L/N? This is Yuji Itadori. Heâs free.âÂ
Thank god. Â
âThank you.â
The weight on your shoulders lifted and the anxiousness died.Â
Not dead.
âIâll let him know you helped us.âÂ
âDonât worry about it, heâs out. Thatâs all that matters. Be safe.â
Hanging up the phone, you press your nose into Noirâs fur. Her soft warmth seeped into your chest as her purs tickled your skin, relaxing you.Â
You cry softly, hugging her body close to yours. Knowing that this changed nothing, he still had so many painful troubles. But he is free, he is alive , and thatâs all that matters to you.Â
Regardless of what your place in his world is.Â
â
âYou said a civilian helped you guys expedite my release?â Â
Is she safe? Was I distracting enough for them not to notice her presence?Â
âYes. Fushiguro found her and she relayed what she saw on the tracks during your fight.â Yuji explained brightly, even though his friend was now Sukunaâs vessel.Â
Thereâs no way anyone saw what happened. No one exceptâŠ
He shot out of his seat, surprising Yuji.
âWhatâs her name?â
âHuh? Oh, itâs Miss L/N? She said she knows you.âÂ
Satoru scrunched his brows.Â
She never told me her last name.Â
âHer first name, what is it?âÂ
Yuji looked at him as if he lost it but he didnât care.Â
âY/n, I think?âÂ
He was already moving.Â
âEh? Where are you going?!âÂ
âIâll be back!â
â
Rain fell heavily from the gray sky, but not a drop touched him.
Sheâs dead. You killed her, just like you did to Suguru. Your strength is a curse â not a gift. Youâre cursed to be alone.
I am not my past. It does not define me.Â
Running as fast as he could, he ignored the thoughts invading his mind, pushing them away with her shared mantra. Images of her body, bloodied and disfigured threatened his vision, but he blinked it away; refusing to let his fear control him.Â
Soon he reached the familiar home that is tucked away from the noise of the city â a sanctuary. He hesitated, the familiar feeling of dread washing over him, making his legs leadened.Â
Confirm her safety then leave.Â
Taking a deep breath in, he forced himself to move, mentally putting in the effort to place one foot in front of the other, until he reached the door.
Satoru raised a shaky hand and knocked, but there was no answer.Â
Fear crawled up his throat, making it hard to breathe.Â
Please.
Swallowing his dry saliva, he twisted the door handle, surprised to find it unlocked.Â
He closed his eyes and held his breath. If she wasnât here, he would search all of Japan until he found her.Â
He had until DecemberâŠÂ
Stepping inside the house, the familiar scent of her flooded his senses, making his legs feel hollow.Â
Be here, be safe .Â
Slowly, he opened his eyes.Â
There she was as if nothing happened.Â
She had fallen asleep on the couch, the soft glow of golden lights kissing her skin as Noir curled against her body. They looked peaceful enough to make him sigh in relief.Â
However, when he stepped closer, he saw the tear streaks on her cheeks.
That peaceful image shattered.Â
Satoru moved closer, not trusting his eyes to tell him the truth.Â
Noir woke first, big blue eyes recognizing him as she moved out of her owner's arms, careful to not wake her. The feline came up to him, nudging his shaking legs as if telling him to go to her.Â
Why are you crying?
Holding his breath, he approached her sleeping figure. Anxiety swirled in his chest as he tried to make sense of his feelings.Â
Should I turn around now? Youâd be happier without me, right?Â
Noir nudged him again, pulling him from his thoughts.
Biting his inner cheek, he crouched down so he was now eye level with her body. For a moment, he allowed himself to take in the sight in front of him.Â
Soft even breaths kissed his cheeks and he watched the steady rise and fall of her chest. It deafened his thoughts, replacing them with overwhelming relief.Â
Sheâs alive. This isnât a dream.
âY/n,â he called and she stirred.Â
Satoru watched as she blinked away her sleep, eyes adjusting to her surroundings, confusion on her face until finally she looked his way.
Her lovely eyes met his, soft and kind â the eyes that made him feel seen .Â
âSatoru?â she breathed, taking his face in her hands, eyes searching his as if confirming he was real.Â
Youâre alive. They seemed to whisper, relief swimming in her irises.Â
He nodded, wrapping his hands around her wrists, and leaning into her warmth. His blood sang from the contact, tension ebbing out of his body.Â
Her presence alone was enough to calm his soul.Â
âYou followed me, even though you knew it was dangerous.âÂ
He wasnât sure if was breathing. His eyes scanned every inch of her body, checking for injury, any sign of pain, thankfully finding nothing. But it didnât quell the anxiety in his chest. The uneasiness still pressed at his throat, stealing his breath, making it hard for him to think let alone speak.
His only worry when he was in the damned box was that she was alive. That she wasnât split apart into a thousand unrecognizable pieces. Ash consumed by Sukuna's fire, or buried under the rubble, or worseâŠÂ Â
The woman smiled sadly as if she could read his every thought. Sitting up so she could fully face him, she gently rubbed the pads of her thumbs along his cheeks â an attempt to soothe him. He let himself fall to his knees, strength leaving his body. Her hair softly fell in a curtain around them as lightly calloused fingers played with the tips of his ears anxiously.Â
Running his thumbs along the soft skin of her wrists, he took in her features. The serene allure was still there, but it was now mixed with something else â and it was far more beautiful. Itâs something that existed only when she looked at him.Â
âHow could I not when you were all I could think about?â her answer finally came, cutting through the silence.
She traced his face in wonder and he shuddered under her touch.
âYou couldâve died,â he whispered, fingers digging into the flesh of her wrists.
Heâs seen people heâs cared about die. He killed his only best friend with his bare hands. However, it was different with her. All those people knew that they could die with every mission. But this woman, who had eyes that whispered soft serenity, and a smile that made his heart melt, if she died â he didnât know if he could come back from it.Â
âI know.â her words, a broken croak, pulled at his deep-rooted fear.Â
He saw his reflection in her eyes. He looked like a desperate man praying to his God; wonder, awe, and disbelief tracing his features.Â
âI wouldnât have been able to protect you.âÂ
Satoru hated those words. Admitting that he was helpless, noticing her presence too late to save her from the sight of countless dead bodies. He let himself get consumed by his emotions, by the thrill of a good fight, to the point it rendered him useless.Â
Iâm useless. She couldâve died, and it wouldâve been all my fault. It would have happened all over agaâ
With fingers sinking into his skin, she forced him to meet her glass eyes.
âBut you did, Satoru. I got away. I am alive because of you.âÂ
What?Â
âWhile you were powerless, you saved me.âÂ
His eyes widened as her tears flowed down her cheeks onto his. Wet rain kissing his flesh, just like when they met.Â
âI⊠Saved you? I donât understand, I only told you to run.âÂ
She shook her head, taking his hand and placing it over her beating heart. Her warmth, raw and real beneath his fingertips, chased away his fear. With each beat of the muscle grounding him to reality, to her.Â
Alive, breathing, real.
âI was frozen. If you hadnât told me to run, I wouldâve rushed to your side out of desperation. You saved me.âÂ
Her fingers tangled into his hair. The pads of her fingertips lovingly pressed into his scalp, easing his anxiety.Â
âYou. Saved. Me.âÂ
âWhen it mattered the most, I was unable to save those who I deeply cared for.â
I saved her?
The truth of her words clanged in his chest, stitching an old wound on his heart, stealing his breath away.Â
Blinking, he met her eyes fully.
Run away. His mind whispered.
Let go of your fear. His heart screamed.
And like a man possessed, he grabbed her face, closing the gap between their bodies.
Desperately, he pressed his lips to hers. Salty tears coated his tongue and her hands fisted into his hair. The soft, warm press of her lips against his drove him mad, making him grab her body, pulling her closer to him. She fell to his lap, legs lightly wrapping around his waist as he deepened the kiss. He allowed his fingers to tangle in the strands of her silken hair, tongue pushing past her lips, drowning in everything that is her .Â
Soft rose and sandalwood flooded his nose, the taste of bitter-sweet coffee caressed his mouth, muffled moans teased his ears, as her warmth, tranquil and serene, eased his body. Her tears continued to coat their flesh, and he was sure he was crying, too.Â
For the first time in years, his heart felt light. At this moment, in her arms, he is just Satoru Gojo, nothing else.
It was then, it hit him.Â
Pulling away from her, he breathed heavily. Saliva coated her swollen lips as she stared into him with eyes hazy and half-lidded. Soft, uneven breaths heated his skin as he ran his thumbs along the flesh of her cheeks.Â
âI love you,â his voice came out as a quivering whisper. Because he knew this changed nothing between them.Â
Foreign tears fell from his eyes, pooling at his chin. Y/n only smiled softly, thumbs lovingly wiping away his tears as he did the same to hers.Â
âHow long do we have?âÂ
Sweet lips kissed away his pain, cracking his heart.
âThe end of December,âÂ
He traced her features, warm rain coating his skin as he began committing every detail of her to memory.Â
A small whimper left her lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck, still pressing soothing kisses to his heated cheeks.Â
Allowing that last iron barrier around his heart to crumble, he buried his face into her neck, arms enclosing her torso, hugging her like a child. He cried into her, clinging onto her small body desperately as years of bottled-up emotions began washing over him.Â
After Suguru, he never let anyone in, convinced that his strength would always push people away. That he would always be envied, seen as the strongest, never as himself. He drew a line without even knowing it. There was him, and there was everyone else. The touch of others had become so foreign to him, that he forgot what it was like to be embraced â to be loved without expectations.Â
Here he was, in the arms of a woman who saw the ugliness of his world, the truth of his power, and still looked at him with the same amount of kindness that she did the first day they met. She didnât falter or become enamored with him. Instead, she just saw him and accepted it without hesitation.Â
She disregarded her well-being and did everything in her power to help him. The woman, who couldnât stand the touch of others, pushed her way through hundreds of people for a chance to save him. It wasnât to gain anything from him, it was purely to ensure he was alive, so her restless soul could be calmed. She didnât broadcast her efforts, instead, she cried, silently and alone, relieved by the sole fact he was breathing.Â
Thatâs all she wanted from him; she wanted him to live .Â
âThank you,â he croaked, words incoherent and muffled against her soft flesh.Â
One hand rubbed his back, as her other stroked his hair. She pressed light kisses to his temple, whispering comforting safety. He wasnât breathing, his breaths came out in heaves as his chest felt like it was caving in. He became putty in her hands, molding his body to her, needing all barriers between them to cease to exist.Â
Overwhelming complex emotions continued rushing through him; relief, regret, jubilance, despondence, hope, fear, loveâŠ
He allowed these emotions to spill out of him, knowing that he was safe. He knew that with her, it was okay to be human.Â
To be normal .Â
â
Satoruâs body, for all its power, trembles beneath your fingertips. Heâs on his knees, silently crying into your arms as you soothe his mind.Â
âItâs okay.âÂ
Soft whispers against his skin as your lips pepper his temple.Â
Your tears, though feeling like an endless well, slowly stop as his scent comforts you. Fresh summer rain, bright and soothing, coaxes your soul; calming your heart.Â
I love you.Â
His broken confession swirled in your mind, making your heart sing in both joy and despair. You wanted to return his feelings, but they got stuck in your throat, refusing to spill from your lips.Â
Taking his face in your hands, you met his beautiful eyes. Like the clearest sapphires, they peered at you, almost sparkling as his tears coated his long eyelashes.Â
Ever-so-gently, you wipe away his pain. He smiled sadly at you, turning his cheek to kiss your palm.Â
âI need you to listen to me,â you whisper and he nods, hands finding your waist, rubbing soft circles into the fabric of your shirt.Â
Closing your eyes, you let yourself breathe, focusing solely on the rhythmic motion of his fingers and the feeling of his blush-kissed cheeks in your palms.Â
Taking a deep breath in, you open your eyes, finding your resolve.Â
âI am not delusional enough to think that I could ever live comfortably in your world. I am also not clueless. I know whatever is going on, you play an important enough role in it that they tried to take you out of the fight.âÂ
His eyes searched yours as you tried to formulate a sentence under his raw, naked gaze.Â
âBut?â
Itâs really unfair how beautiful you are.Â
Inhaling sharply you continue.
âBut, I would also be stupid to let you go. I donât care if itâs selfish, and whatever time I am granted to be with you, so be itâŠâ Â
Pausing, you place a hand on his chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heartbeat â reminding yourself that he is alive. That this is real.Â
Youâre alive. I wonât let you walk away a second time.Â
âItâs worth it, youâre worth it. And you can try to hide behind the strong nonchalant exterior, but I see right through it. I see you, Satoru. I accept you, invisible scars and all. Letâs heal our hearts together.â
Satoru smiled. A real smile. One that is unpracticed, and it is just for you.Â
âI could get hurt, you know that donât you?â some confidence returned to his wavering voice as his hands slowly traveled up your waist, distracting you from his words.Â
âOf course. But if I can handle watching you get put into a fleshy eyeball box by the source of your trauma, I can handle you getting hurt.âÂ
Scoffing lightly, you run your fingers through his hair, pushing the strands back from his face, fully taking in his lovely features.Â
âWhat if I lose my ability to walk?â he asks sweetly, nuzzling his nose against yours as his hands travel to your bare arms. They ghost over your skin, causing goosebumps to follow in his wake.Â
âApparently, you can fly. I suppose if youâre too lazy I can push you around in a wheelchair.âÂ
You run your hands along the length of his chest to his shoulders, feeling the muscle beneath the fitted black t-shirt.Â
âHmm, and what if my handsome face gets ruined?â the man mused, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.Â
You were wearing a shirt, but the contact made you jump. You felt him chuckle against you as his hands found your back, fingers dancing up your spine.Â
âWell, I recall you telling me that you got stabbed square in that pretty face of yours. As it turns out, youâre still very handsome. So while I think the likelihood of someone harming you to the point you are forever maimed is low, I will still love you regardless.âÂ
Running your hands down the length of his arms, you watched as your words settled over him. Then realization sparkled in his eyes as he searched your face for answers, almost as if he didnât believe the words he just heard.Â
âSorry, could you repeat that last part for me? I was a bit distracted.âÂ
Familiar playfulness kissed his tone as his hands cupped your neck, forcing you to hold his stare.Â
âWhich part? The one where I said I think someone scarring you is not very likely?â batting your eyelashes innocently, you smile.Â
âNo no, the good part. Where you said youâre in love with me.âÂ
One hand came to caress your cheek. Long fingers tangled themselves into the strands of your hair, tickling your scalp as your pores drank in his warmth.Â
âHm, did I say that? I donât think thatâs what I said.â making a show of biting your bottom lip, you looked elsewhere, pretending to think.Â
Satoruâs thumb tugged your bottom lip from your teeth, causing you to quickly snap your eyes to his. His lips are pursed into a soft pout as he looks at you expectantly.Â
âJust once, let me hear you say it.â his words are a soft plea as his fingers dug further into your skin.
Not fair.
Smiling, you bring your knees to the carpet, raising your body so you can take his face in your hands. You feel him shudder under your touch as his eyes never leave yours, desperation consuming his features.Â
âI love you, Satoru Gojo.âÂ
With those words, the last dark wisp of fear that clutched your heart disappeared in his light.
His lips met yours, hard and fast, all desperation pressing into your body. Your surprised gasp gets swallowed by him as his tongue reclaimed your mouth, filling you with the taste of him; sweet with the undertone of green tea.Â
His tongue danced with yours, swirling and teasing, relaxing you further into the intoxicating taunt of his muscle. Warm, calloused hands pressed into your cheeks, angling your head so he could further capture your lips. His kiss is passionate and smooth, making your stomach flutter with butterflies as anticipation travels down your spine.Â
Satoru pulls your tongue deeper into his mouth, sucking on the flesh. You gasp lightly, taking his upper lip between your teeth, slowly running them down the plump skin. He lets out a heavy sigh, and you take the opportunity to return his gift, sucking diligently on his swollen muscle.
Feeling him smile into the kiss, he runs his hands down your arms, to your waist, making you shiver. Fire slowly starts to coat your veins, turning the kiss hungrier â there was a need that wasnât there previously.Â
The tips of his fingers dipped under the hem of your shirt, brushing against the bare skin of your back. The light touch made you whimper, body tingling where he made contact with your flesh.
Losing yourself in him, you take his bottom lip between your teeth, biting playfully as you run your hands over his muscled chest. The feeling of him, perfectly soft and firm, beneath your fingers felt heavenly. Satoru let a satisfied groan escape his lips, which you hungrily swallowed, kissing him harder.Â
Desire replaced innocence as you sank your hips, pleased to find his hardened length brushing your growing need. Satoru sharply bit your lower lip, a shaky breath escaping him as you let your full weight settle on him, enjoying the slightest bit of release it gave you.Â
Pulling away from the lull of his lips, you meet his heated stare. You both were breathing heavily and Satoru looked too good.Â
His eyes, though normally bright and alive with brilliant blue, were nearly black due to his dilated pupils. They gazed at you, hazy and half-lidded as his eyelashes fluttered softly against his deeply flushed cheeks. His lips are red and swollen, glistening with your mixed saliva.Â
The sight alone made your core throb, sending a delicious chill throughout your body.Â
Satoru removed his hand from your waist to grip your face, squeezing lightly as his thumb traced your lower lip. The way he was looking at you made your knees weak. No man had ever looked at you this way. Not only was it blatant desire, but there was a predatory feel to it, with the undertone of unwavering need .Â
âIf you keep kissing me like that, I wonât be able to stop,â he warned, voice low and gravelly. The words traveled straight to the apex of your thighs as he pressed his thumb harder against your swollen lip.Â
âWho said I want you to stop?âÂ
Holding his stare, you take that thumb between your lips, pressing your teeth down on the pad, swirling your tongue on the bit of flesh. Satoru inhales sharply as the hand holding your waist tightens â a clear attempt to control himself.
You see your reflection in his eyes, the same primal desire looks back at you.Â
âAre you sure?â though he asks, his hand is already moving to the hem of your shirt, waiting for you to confirm what he already knows.Â
âYou getting cold feet?â you tease, dipping your hand between your bodies, ghosting your fingers over his abdomen.Â
You were itching to touch him, to taste him, but you were also going to have fun.Â
He smirks, slipping his fingers under your shirt, and swirling a gentle finger around your navel. The feeling makes your muscles jerk as fire trails where he touches you. You refuse to let any of that show, only returning his smirk, dragging a nail over his muscled stomach, and taking his tiny little black shirt with you.Â
âWith you,â he pauses, voice a hushed whisper while he splays his palm flat on your stomach, fingertips just barely pressing under the lining of your bra.Â
âI would never. Besides ,â dragging out the last word dangerously slow, he pushes his length up into you, placing the hand that held your face on the back of your thigh, making you moan. The quick relief jolts through you, but disappears quickly, leaving you wanting more.
Bringing his lips so close to your ear that his hot breath tickles your skin, he whispers,
â Youâre the one whoâs trembling. â
Cocky bastard.Â
Smiling, you slowly run your lips over the expanse of his neck, lightly licking it with the very tip of your tongue. You feel him shudder beneath you as he breathes heavily in your ear. Licking the shell of his ear, you take the lobe between your teeth as you wrap your hand around the hem of his shirt.Â
âHm, I must be cold. Why donât you warm me up ?âÂ
Giving your ear an appreciative nip, Satoru sighs satisfactorily. The deep sound traveled south, making you place your lips to his neck to hide your noise.Â
â Gladly .âÂ
He began pressing slow, hot, wet kisses to the supple flesh of your neck. He trailed his way down to your collarbone as his hands, re-finding the hem of your shirt, tugged at the fabric playfully. The tips of his soft hair tickled your cheek, heightening your sensitivity to his touch.Â
âYou know,â his words are a soft murmur against your skin, but you catch them, humming in response as you run your fingers over the dips of his well-sculpted back. Â
âI read that the fastest way to warm the body up is when two people are naked. Why donât we test it out, hm?âÂ
Pressing a kiss between the juncture of his neck and shoulder, you smile into his skin.
âI could learn a survival tactic,âÂ
Wrapping your legs around his waist, you press another kiss to his neck.Â
âOr two,âÂ
Licking your way to his ear, you whisper.Â
â Or three. âÂ
At your words, Satoru swiftly captures your lips as his hands go to grip the backs of your thighs. Before you knew it he was on his feet, kissing you feverishly while making his way to your room. He shuts the door with one foot, making you laugh against his lips.Â
Your body comes in contact with your mattress, but you hardly register it as Satoru grinds his erection into you, greedily swallowing the moan he stole from your throat. Your hands find the hem of his shirt, and you tug as your signal. Satoru groans into you, but pulls back at your command, removing his hungry lips to allow you to expose him.Â
âThis is too tiny, I think I should remove it, donât you?âÂ
Satoru held your smile, spreading his arms wide as you came up to your knees, pulling the thin fabric off his body, revealing the masterpiece beneath.Â
Sinewy muscle covered the entire length of his torso. His skin, pale and kissed a soft pink, covered various dips and ripples that you wanted to rake your nails down. You drank him in, from the power of his biceps to the dip of his defined adonis belt, mouth growing dry as you thought about what lurks beneath his concealing white pants.Â
Selfishly, you ran your hands along his body. Starting from his chest you worked your way down to his navel, relishing in the warm feeling of his soft, smooth skin. Satoru tilted his head back, sighing as you continued to marvel at his beauty, tracing every outline of his hard work, memorizing each detail of him as he trembled beneath your touch.Â
âYou really are like a painting, you know,â you murmur in awe and wonder.Â
It baffled you that you could even remotely hold this manâs interest, let alone be the one on the receiving end of his love. The thought made your heart squeeze, encouraging you to place a kiss to his bare chest, right above his pounding heart.Â
His hand ran down the length of your hair, as his other came to cup your face. He lovingly stared into your eyes, all the desire of earlier there, but they now gazed at you softly.Â
âYouâre so beautiful, Y/n.âÂ
The sincerity of his words makes you smile like an idiot. You bury your face in his chest, listening to the sound of his low laugh. Lovely butterflies tickle your stomach as you lace your hands around his neck.Â
Slowly, he makes you meet his eyes. Youâre both grinning like children, but he had a devilish hint to his.Â
âWhy hide that smile from me?â pouting, he brings his face close to yours, pressing a kiss to your cheek.Â
Laughing lightly while leaning into his sweet gesture, you nuzzle your nose into his soft hair.Â
âBecause you make me happy.â the answer is honest and you press a kiss on his head.Â
He hums into you as his hands find your shirt, playfully pulling it up to your neck, but not over your head. He blocks the fabric from leaving your skin as he trails feather-light kisses along your jaw.Â
âDo I? Whyâs that?âÂ
His words are soft against your skin, tickling you, making it hard to think.Â
âIââÂ
Pulling back from his lips, you meet his eyes.Â
âI used to think that people who fell in love quickly were idiots blinded by rose-colored glasses.â biting your lip, you consider if you should continue. Satoru catches your hesitation and lightly rubs your lower back, silently encouraging you.Â
Let go of your fear.
âBut now I know, there is never a âright timeâ to fall in love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single moment. You make me happy because you couldâve had anyone else in this world, and you chose me. The average girl who you met in a coffee shop on a rainy day. You make me feel seen Satoru. I donât have to pretend with you.âÂ
Satoru smiles, bright and alive. His hands come up to your cheeks, cupping them gently as he holds your gaze.Â
âBefore you, I was convinced that I would live my life alone. That I would never find someone who would ever make me feel whole again. But⊠You are my sunlight, which I stand in, warmed and seen.âÂ
With your heart feeling like itâs going to burst out of your chest, you press your lips to his.Â
âYou see me so poetically,â those words, which he had once said to you, leave your lips in a soft murmur.Â
His laugh tickles your lips as he lightly shakes his head, thumbs rubbing your heated cheeks. Satoru deepens the kiss, tongue sweeping past your barriers, sweetly dancing with your own. You melt into him, leaving every worry behind you.Â
Slowly, he guides your body to the mattress. You feel his warm stomach press against yours as he settles himself between your clothed hips. He doesnât do anything except kiss you.Â
Itâs a slow, passionate kiss. One full of love and appreciation, conveying emotions that words fail to capture. Your whole body felt alive, attuned with every breath, moving with each rise and fall of his chest, reacting flawlessly to the press of his lips. Your blood sang, electrified by his touch, eager to desperately drink him in.Â
Satoruâs hands move from your face to the crumpled fabric of your shirt, removing his lips from yours momentarily to rid your neck of the cloth. The music of the kiss changes â now singing a more sensuous tune.Â
You feel his thick member throb against your thigh as his hands run down the lengths of your arms, fingers enclosing your wrists. He moves his lips from yours to your cheek, kissing his way to your sensitive ear. Then he licks behind the shell, making you audibly gasp as he brings your hands over your head, holding them down with one hand as his other trails the side of your waist.Â
Shivering beneath his explorative touch, you clench and unclench your hands, trying to ground yourself to reality. With each brush of his fingers, your muscles flinch, pure excitement and anticipation coursing through your touch-starved veins.Â
âYouâre so responsive~â he coos hotly into your ear. You shift under him, hoping to find relief in the friction, but he removes his lower body from yours. The movement makes you pout, but it opens the space for his hand to ghost over your bare stomach.Â
Wet lips kiss their way down your neck down to the length of your collarbone. You bite your lower lip when he runs his teeth lightly against the bone. Your body jumps at the new feeling, earning yourself his chuckle as his hand dips under the band of your bra, brushing your left breast ever-so-lightly.Â
Long fingers slowly make their way behind your back, easily unclasping the concealing material to only partially remove it from your breasts. He pushes the fabric up to your chest as his lips trail your sternum. His hair brushes against your breasts, and you clench your hands, nails biting into the flesh of your palms. The sensation not only tickles you, but it shocks your hyper-sensitive nerves.Â
You meet Satoruâs eyes. Heâs drinking in your every reaction, a smirk on his lips as he watches you squirm beneath him. Readying to say a smart remark, you begin to push back on his hand, but he trails his tongue to your nipple â effectively replacing the words in your throat with a shaky sigh.Â
Satoru swirls his tongue around your rosey bud, slowly and expertly warming your breast with his mouth. He takes more of the plump flesh into his mouth, sucking diligently as he lets his teeth graze the sensitive peak. You gasp at the feeling, and he groans in response. Each of his intoxicating movements goes straight to that firey pit in your stomach, which only grows hungrier at his touch.Â
âMm, Satoru,â you moan breathlessly as he takes your nipple between his teeth, applying the right amount of pressure to the bud as his free hand comes to work your unattended breast.Â
He hums into your skin, sending delicious shivers down your spine as you close your eyes, losing yourself to the lull of his lips. Long nimble fingers work your breast harmonously with his mouth. They roll, pinch, and tease you as his tongue flicks and swirls. You mewl lightly as he switches breasts, giving the same treatment to your other that he gave the first.Â
âSo beautiful,â he murmurs into your skin, biting into the flesh of your breast, causing you to yelp in surprise.
You open your eyes, meeting his intense blue. Heâs smiling against your skin as he ghosts his lips over your ribs, tongue trailing the outline of your tattoo. Your body shivers under him, eager for more as his head dips lower, closer to where you want him the most.Â
âYouâre the beautiful one,â the words come out as a sigh as he presses a kiss to your hip, right above the band of your sweatpants.Â
âHm,â he hums, trailing an elegant finger from your sternum to your navel, dipping the digit under the band.Â
Satoru makes a show of kissing his way across your stomach, from one hip to the other, soft strands of his hair tickling you along the way.Â
You squirm under him, wishing desperately to touch his hair. Longing to run your fingers through it, to ground yourself to this reality. He senses it, too. Because he gives you a knowing smile as he dips his hand under your pants, just barely brushing the top of your pelvis.Â
âGetting impatient, Y/n?â he asks playfully as he takes his finger, lightly tugging a corner of your pants, exposing more of your hip to his tempting mouth.Â
âI want to touch you,â finding some confidence, you push against his restraining hand, silently cursing his immeasurable strength.Â
âLetâs see,â Satoru pauses, places his head on your thigh softly, then looks up at you innocently. The pressure is dizzying. So you count your breaths to stay alert, to not close your eyes and lose yourself in his presence.Â
âIâll release your hands as long as you stay still, can you do that for me, baby?âÂ
There was a mischievous look in his eyes, one that made your throat dry and had you clenching your thigh muscles.Â
âY-Yes?âÂ
You couldnât hide your confusion, but he only smiled at the sight. His hand released your wrists and you immediately moved to shake out the numbness of your arms.Â
âMay I?â
His fingers dance around the edge of your sweats, eyes patiently awaiting your response.Â
Eagerly, you nod your head.Â
Satoru, still with his devilish smile, removed your sweatpants from your body. He then slid off the bed, dropping to his knees as he dragged your body to the edge. You rose yourself up on your elbows, not hiding your want from him. But also, you took in the sight â Satoru Gojo, half naked, and on his knees for you.Â
His hands spread your knees for him, opening your legs wide. You, though still clothed in only your underwear, feel the air hit your heat. It was then you noticed how wet you were, and you know he noticed it too.Â
Gently placing your legs over his shoulders, Satoru places a slow kiss on your calf. You watch as he drags his wet lips up your leg, pressing kisses to your tender skin. The higher he goes, the more sensitive you become, finding it increasingly difficult to not shift as muscle-jerking tingles hit you.Â
Your hands find the soft strands of his hair as he reaches your inner thigh, now dangerously close to your need. You feel his breath kiss your heated skin, forcing you to clench his hair so you donât move. Smiling, he presses his lips to the crease between your thigh and pussy making you sharply inhale. You cross your toes as the shiver runs through you, leaving goosebumps in its wake.Â
âYouâre already so wet for me,â Satoru hums appreciatively, then he places a kiss on your clothed mound.Â
You barely have time to register the feeling, because he licks a zig-zag stripe up your heat, stopping just before meeting your clit. He moans into you as your taste lightly coats his tongue. The vibration makes you squeeze your eyes shut as you moan softly, bringing your hand up to your mouth, and biting down on your pointer finger.Â
âMmph!âÂ
Your yelp gets muffled into your skin as Satoru lays his tongue flat against your entrance, pressing his hot mouth against you, then drags it up .Â
The brief pleasure of him brushing your clit has you trembling. He doesnât stop till he reaches your navel, tongue dipping into the crevice, swirling around the sensitive skin only to retrace its path down, stopping just above your throbbing clit. His tongue moves left and right lazily, and his saliva coats the cloth of your underwear, intensifying the feeling, but itâs incomplete.Â
âAh, Toruâ â please.â your desperate plea fumbles out of your mouth as saliva begins traveling down your chin. You want â no, you need him on you, without any barriers.Â
âUse your words for me pretty girl~â his words are hot and heavy against you, making you moan. And just for emphasis, he gives your needy clit a light flick of his tongue, making you bite your finger harder.Â
He knows what you want, but he wants to hear you beg for it.Â
âPlease,â you breathe, unable to think.Â
His hands join the party now. One goes to remove your finger from your mouth as his other presses his thumb to your entrance, goading you as his tongue continues to just barely flick your bundle of nerves.Â
âPlease what?â he encourages, intertwining his fingers with yours.Â
âI-I want you,âÂ
You werenât sure what you wanted exactly. Part of you wanted him to make you see stars with that dangerous tongue of his, but the other half wanted to know exactly how full youâd feel with him in you.Â
He laughs lightly against you, planting a kiss on your clit as his thumb pushes past your panties, entering your dripping entrance. All air leaves your lungs as he wraps his mouth against your clothed clit, licking while sucking you as his thumb gently pumps your walls.Â
A broken string of curses leaves your lips as pleasurable fire dances down your legs. The sudden relief leaves your thoughts tangled and incomplete. Itâs sweet and taunting, but youâre stuck, muscle taunt, and breath uneven as you try to keep your body still, unable to fully lose yourself to the pleasure.Â
âS-Satoru,â you throatily moan his name. He groans into you, fingers gripping yours harder as he replaces his thumb with two long fingers, curling them up into you.Â
Oh fuck.Â
âAh, shit just like that,âÂ
You tilt your head back, enjoying the way his calloused fingers feel against your velvet walls. Again and again, his digits just barely brush against that spongey spot in you, heightening the feeling of his ministrations against your clit.Â
âDeeper,â you plead, needing him to hit your spot.Â
Slowly, you open your eyes to see him smirk at you. Then, at your request, he pushes his fingers further into you while curling them up. Your eyes roll back as the new feeling courses through you.Â
âLike that baby?â he asks, though he knows the answer.Â
âMm, yes, fuck just like that,â you answer, barely able to think straight. Your feet start to become unbearably hot as your stomach tightens. Your whole body trembles from both pleasure and restraint, and your leash on yourself is slowly slipping. Your back arches as he continues working you, eliciting obscene noises from you.Â
âYouâre so fucking hot,â he praises and you bite your throaty moan back.Â
Pressing your palm flat against his scalp, you push his head further into you. Taking your silent plea, he releases your hand to push your soaked panties to the side, tongue finally coming into contact with your bare skin. The intense feeling crashes upon you and you lose control of your limbs. You lock his head into place as you dig your fingers into his hair, grinding yourself against his tongue. His fingers match your unhinged pace and he moans into you, sending sweet vibrations down your clit to that growing bomb in your stomach.Â
You feel your walls tightening as your high threatens to crash over you. Your moans are now strangled and incoherent as everything now feels so good . Finally, you open your eyes, daring to see the sight in front of you.Â
Satoruâs lovely eyes burn right through you, heated desire evident on his features. The sight of him, on his knees, between your legs, giving you his devout attention, has you shaking uncontrollably.Â
âBe a good girl and come for me, Y/n.âÂ
His words are your undoing.Â
You come violently around his fingers, moaning his name like a prayer, walls clenching and unclenching as your body trembles sweetly. Satoru smiles up at you, removing his fingers from you only to replace them with his tongue.Â
Bringing those two glistening fingers to your mouth he commands:Â
âSuck,â then his tongue is back into your entrance, fucking you with the stiff muscle.
And so you do, wrapping your mouth around his fingers, whimpering as you suck diligently all while your orgasm rips through you.Â
He swipes his nose against your hyper-sensitive bud as he laps you up, tongue swirling and curling inside you. You cry out helplessly, fisting your hands in the sheets as your stomach jerks. The pleasure is numbingly good, but itâs too much.Â
âS-Satoruâ Ah stoâ Jesus fucking Christ,â The last part of your broken sentence comes out in English, which grabs the man's attention. Amused blue eyes peer up at you, taking in the sight of the mess he created. His lips glisten with you and theyâre pulled into that familiar smirk. You couldnât help but think he was beautiful, like that of a fallen angel.
He removes himself from your heat, finally taking your ruined panties off your body as you close your eyes, breathing hard and unevenly. You try to collect yourself, but the after-effects of your orgasm still linger in your veins, stealing your attention.Â
But you are far from satiated, if anything, it left you wanting more .Â
Blindly, you reach out for his body. Your fingers find his biceps and you tentatively run your hands down his smooth skin, despite the tingle in your fingertips. Satoru plants a sweet kiss on your cheek, then your temple, then your forehead, until heâs placed kisses around your entire face, leaving you with light giggles. His weight returns to your body, and youâre happy to feel his bare legs brush against your own.Â
âFeel good, baby?â he mumbles dreamily into your skin, still placing soft kisses on your sensitive skin.Â
Smiling as you trace the outline of his tricep, you open your eyes to find him looking at you sweetly. The sight makes your heart lurch. So you return his kisses, pressing your lips to his heated skin, tasting yourself on his flesh.
âI think,â whispering, you bring a shaky hand to his chin, wiping away some of your desire.Â
âThis speaks for itself. But,âÂ
Kissing the corner of his mouth, you run your other hand down his abdomen, nails lightly digging into every dip and ridge of his defined muscles.Â
âBut?â he hums, and you feel his lips pull into a smile.Â
Your hand travels south till it reaches his length. You take the girthy member in your hand and pump him once, relishing in the way it jumps in your palm as Satoru inhales sharply.Â
âI want to taste you, too.âÂ
With your hand that held his chin, you turn his face to you, capturing his lips. Your desire coats your tongue as his muscle dances with yours. You slowly pump his throbbing member, thumb swiping over the tip, coating his soft skin with a bead of precum. Satoru steals your tongue, sucking on your muscle while groaning.Â
Hooking your legs around his, you flip your bodies so you are now on top of him. You pull back from the kiss to admire the sight. Soft white eyelashes flutter against his red cheeks as you continue pumping his cock.Â
You watch as his throat bobs up and down and he licks his lips. The image added fuel to your growing fire, filling you with determination to not only please the man before you, but to make him as much of a whimpering mess as he made you.Â
A playful smirk tugs at your lips as you place a kiss on his neck. You continue working his shaft, focusing mostly on the head, but with only enough pressure to move his skin, but not to truly stimulate him. Your lips travel south, your tongue joining the mix as you admire his body, ensuring to greedily trace the skin where your mouth doesnât explore. Satoru shifts under you, slowly growing more impatient as lick your way down the line that separates his abs.Â
You hold his stare, watching as his eyebrows knit together the closer you get to his cock.Â
Giving the male a knowing smile, you pull his shaft back, allowing yourself the space to flatten your tongue on his pelvis. You feel the light prickle of his growing pubic hair as you drag your muscle to his hip bone, tracing the outline of it with the tip, enjoying the way his body shivers under you.Â
Goosebumps pepper Satoruâs skin as his hands find your arms, rubbing them lightly. Smiling, you press your lips to the crease of his thigh, then lick the skin beneath. You feel Satoruâs thigh muscle tense and you chuckle, applying more pressure to the tip, earning yourself a low groan.
âSo responsive~â you tease him with his own words, pressing your thumb to his tip, admiring the way his desire coats your skin.Â
Bringing your face close to his need, you breathe lightly onto his heated skin, knowing full well what the light sensation did to him. You watch as his eyes roll back slightly, his large hands now wrapping around your biceps as he shudders.Â
âSay,âÂ
Pausing, you swirl your tongue around him once, then flick the head lightly. Satoru half moans, half chokes from the sudden sensation. But you pull back completely, returning to your taunting hand movement.Â
âTell me what you want,â you whisper seductively, licking your way up from his base to the tip, this time allowing yourself to taste him. The salty yet sweet taste coats the very tip of your tongue, and you moan appreciatively.Â
Satoru tilts his head back and bites his lip. You feel his hands tremble, noticing his restraint.Â
âYour mouth. Now .âÂ
You click your tongue.Â
âHere?âÂ
Pressing a kiss to his thigh, you feel his cock jump in your hand. You knew you were playing a dangerous game, but you were also drunk off of the sheer power you held over this man. Whoâs body is sculpted like that of a Greek god and holds the title of the strongest, yet yields to you.
âY/n,â he warns, voice low and strained. His hands now move to your hair, tangling themselves in your strands, pulling lightly.Â
I like it when you say my name.Â
âAh, youâre right. Here?âÂ
Pushing his skin up so that his precum leaks out, you press a slow open-mouthed kiss to the tip, licking your way across the bulk of the head. You continue this exact motion, pumping him just as slowly as you were kissing him. Satoru watches you intently, hands shaking in your hair as you hold his gaze.Â
âMore,â he urges desperately, bucking his hips up to go deeper into your mouth. You relent, but only for an inch.Â
Removing your hand entirely, you rub the sides of his thighs as you slowly suck that inch of his cock, swirling your tongue at the tip with every motion. You watch Satoru go mad, both hating and loving your tease. There was desperation in his eyes along with restraint, and you took advantage of that.Â
As soon as he knew exactly how well you could take it, well, the game would be over.Â
âAs much of me as you can Y/n,â Satoru is breathing heavily, hands still in your hair but he doesnât force himself in your mouth. Instead, he holds fast, letting you continue your slow torture.Â
You hum around him, allowing half of his cock into your mouth, the tip now reaching the back of your throat. His eyes roll back as you suck a little harder, but not any faster. You bring one hand to cup his balls, gently massaging them as you work his shaft. A soft moan leaves Satoruâs lips as it goes to your core, urging you to forget your game and give him your all. But heâs not near the point where you were when he finally gave in, and that alone makes you hold out.Â
Continuing to softly hum into him, you start to add slurping noises to your song. Satoruâs eyes roll shut and a small whimper leaves him.Â
âCan you take more of me, baby?â his fingers massage your scalp, feeling the slow bob of your head.Â
Oh, you think you're too big, do you?Â
With an inward smile, you let your thickened saliva dribble down to his base, then you quickly take all of him in. You hollow out your cheeks and relax your throat, letting his impressive length travel down your esophagus till your nose is touching his stomach.Â
âS-Shitââ Satoru curses, strong hands holding your head in place for a moment. Once he releases his grip, you return to your previous position on his shaft, sucking his member slowly.Â
His eyes shoot open, looking at you with both shock and confusion. You flutter your eyelashes sweetly as you continue your torturing pace. Satoru sucks in the air between his teeth, the realization of you not being as innocent as he may have thought settling over him.Â
âPlease,â he breathes heavily, eyes transfixed on the base of his cock where your mouth was just moments before. You could hear the desperation in his voice, and it was delicious .Â
Taking him out of your mouth with a satisfying â pop â , you stick out your tongue, slapping his cock against it. His eyes turn dark at the sight as his mouth falls slightly open, a satisfied smirk pulled on his wet lips.
âPlease what, baby? What do you want? Donât be shy.âÂ
You trace the outline of his red tip with your lips, eyes never leaving his. His throat bobs as he considers his words, clearly, he still views you as fragile, and you have every intention of breaking that image.Â
âPlease let me fuck that dirty little mouth of yours,â
You smirk, planting a kiss on his head, and then you hop off the bed, taking him with you. Satoru silently follows your lead, eyes raking your frame as yours watch the way his member stands proudly against his stomach. Angry red and glistening with your saliva.Â
Sending your confused lover a wink, you get back on the bed, laying on your back, hanging your head over the edge.Â
You now have a full good view of his perfect body. You hungrily look at his length, happy to find that it has a light curve. You clench your legs together at the thought of him in you, and Satoru smiles. He spreads your clenched legs while his other grabs his shaft, giving it a pump before he slaps it against your lips.Â
âOpen up baby,âÂ
At his command, you open your lips, making a show of stretching your neck and sticking out your tongue. Satoru leans forward, bracing himself with one hand as his other guides his cock into your mouth. He slowly pushes himself down your throat, giving you a moment to adjust to his thickness. At this angle, your throat is tighter and it's harder to breathe, but thatâs what you wanted.Â
He begins moving his hips. His start is slow, allowing your saliva to coat him. You take the time to find the right position, hands going to cup his ass for the support you knew you were going to need. Then, just like you thought, Satoru moves. His hips snap forward with just enough force to push himself down your restricted throat, but not enough to crush your nose. You moan into his skin, happily hollowing out your cheeks, slurping and choking on him.Â
âGod youâre so fucking perfect,â he moans while his free hand goes to massage your clit.Â
Rough fingers work your sensitive bundle of nerves, moving the soft skin with each thrust of his skillfully controlled hips. Your tongue moves with him, licking and wrapping around what it can. You begin to lose yourself in his soft moans, enjoying them as the air in your lungs becomes thinner and thinner.Â
It gets increasingly hard to breathe and you love it, sucking down what bit of air you can in between each of his thrusts. Your mouth pools with your thick saliva and it trails down your chin, spilling onto your neck, but you pay it no mind. You simply angle your head further, digging your fingers into his ass to give him better access to your abused throat.Â
His hand moves to your entrance, two fingers plunging into you, fucking you at his relentless pace. Satoru's palm rubs against your harden clit and tears prick your eyes. Strangled moans fight to come out of your throat between his movements as abrupt pleasure courses through you, motivating you to please him further.Â
Satoruâs thrusts become more erratic and you begin to feel the base of his cock twitch in your mouth, prompting you to moan around him. You send sweet vibrations down his cock, and he curses under his breath, fingers in your pussy delving deeper, brushing that spot, making your stomach tighten.Â
âFuck,â groaning, Satoru thrusts himself deep into your throat, pausing entirely as thick ribbons of his seed shoot down your pipe. His fingers that pleased you move to your throat as he feels himself come in you. You hold still, licking him with your tongue until he readies himself to slowly pull out of your mouth.Â
Turning so your belly is flat against the mattress, you start to swallow his seed, ensuring your gulp is audible so he hears you. He watches you with a smile on his face, hand coming to cup your cheek, thumb sweeping over your near-bruised lips.Â
You take note of his cock, still very erect against his chiseled stomach.
âYouâre full of surprises, Y/n.âÂ
Your name left his lips in a breathless pant, and it was enough to make your walls clench.Â
Satoru smiles down at you, dropping to his knees so he can capture your lips. The kiss is tender and soft, and it sends butterflies fluttering in your stomach.Â
âYou hurtinâ at all?â he asks between each press of his lips. You smile into the kiss, playfully nibbling his lower lip.Â
âNot at all, I could do that again.â Â
He chuckles, shaking his head as his hands run down the length of your spine. The touch is light with no intention other than feeling your skin. Satoru pulls back from the kiss to press his soft lips to your forehead.Â
âWe can stop here if you want.â his voice is full of practiced calm.Â
His hand runs down your hair, soothing your mind all while your body is still burning with desire.Â
It had been so long since you had shared a kiss, let alone your bed with someone. The touch of others felt so invasive until Satoru. You would be damned if you let him go now.Â
âSatoru, youâre not going to hurt me.âÂ
Nuzzling your head into the crook of his neck, you sigh. You knew he had insecurities, and you know itâs only amplified by you being entirely, well, human. But you want to ease his worries, in every way you possibly could.Â
âYou donât know that, Y/n.âÂ
Pulling back, you force him to hold your stare.Â
âOur time is short. I donât want to live my life with regrets. I want you, Satoru, in all senses of the word.âÂ
You lovingly hold his face, thumbs gently sweeping over your cheeks like he had done for you. The quiet tender gesture lingers between you as your breaths intertwine. You see him considering your words in those knowing blue eyes, ever-calculating and so full of thought.Â
âPromise me youâll tell me if I hurt you.âÂ
A laugh almost escaped your lips. The serious look on his face would make anyone stop cold, but it only made you smile.Â
âI promise. But you wonât hurt me, I trust you.âÂ
At those words, Satoru captures your lips, tongue sweetly passing through your lips, immediately claiming yours for his own. Tentative hands explore your body, fingers lightly brushing over your sensitive skin, making you shiver. Moving to tangle your fingers in his hair, you run your teeth along the expanse of his tongue, smiling at the groan that leaves his lips.Â
Satoruâs hands guide your body up as he stands, his lips never leaving yours even as he presses your back to the mattress. Gentle hands spread your legs for him and you hiss. The feeling of cool air hits your wet need followed by the feeling of Satoruâs still slick member rubbing up against you. His warmth shocks you and he smiles at the gasp that escapes your lips. He pulls back from the kiss to meet your eyes.Â
Primal desire stares back at you.
You canât help but let your eyes travel south, watching as he rubs himself against your slickness, hand on the base of his cock. His tip just barely brushes your clit and you moan, feeling your walls immediately clench at the swift pleasure.Â
âYou want this dick, Y/n?â Satoruâs gravelly voice asks as he slaps his cock against your clit.Â
Dear lord help me.Â
âY-Yes,â you half breathe, half moan out.Â
âLook at me,âÂ
You do as commanded, tearing your eyes away from his impressive length to find his heated gaze.Â
âUse your words,âÂ
He rewards you with another slap to your clit and you moan, the brief relief making your toes curl. Mindlessly, you run your hands down his arms, raking your nails down his triceps as you try to formulate words.Â
âPlease fuck me,â you watch his face, eyes full of hope, but he only clicks his tongue and shakes his head, prodding your entrance. His taunt is maddening, and you try to shift your hips down, but a strong hand holds you in place.Â
âYou can do better princess. Tell me exactly how you want me,â he smirks down at you, tip still just barely pushing at your entrance, all promise of everything you want.Â
Biting your lip, you swallow your pride.Â
âI want you to fuck me so hard that every time I sit down I can only think of you.â
A small breath leaves his lips and he smiles, shaking his head. Clearly, he wasnât expecting that answer.Â
âSo full of surprises,âÂ
âSurprised are youââ
Before you could finish your sentence he pushes himself into you, stealing all the air from your lungs.Â
His thick length pushes past the first ring, and the feeling is so sickeningly sweet. Relief floods your veins as he fills you, your walls stretching to accommodate and hug his member, pulling him further into you.Â
âHoly shit,â you sigh, digging your nails into his arms as you spread your legs wider, giving him all of you.Â
âGod, Y/n, youâre so fucking tight even after all that.â his voice is strained as he grabs your right thigh, fingers digging into the plush of your skin as he bottoms out in your pussy, holding completely still, allowing you to adjust.Â
You feel your walls clench and unclench happily, he stretches and fills you so well it is dizzying. You press kisses to his sculpted chest, a silent plea for him to move. He picks up on your hint well, slowly pulling his hips back to only push them back into you. Even a heartbeat of him not being in you made you feel so incomplete, the way his body fit with yours was almost too perfect.Â
âFuck Satoru,â you moan closing your eyes, letting your head fall back, focusing solely on the blissful feeling of him.Â
His hips keep a steady slow pace, allowing your bodies the chance to adjust to one another. Satoru shifts your leg to prop it over his shoulder, making him go just a little bit deeper into you, pulling a throaty moan from you.Â
âHold onto something baby,â he warns and you barely register his words, hands enclosing his wrists as he picks up his pace, pulling his cock out of you to the tip to snap it back into you. Â
âOh my fucking God,â your eyes snap open as you watch Satoru rail your pussy. Your breasts bounce at his pace and you moan loudly, unable to hold back your noises.Â
âYour pussy feels so fucking good, Y/n.â he praises breathily and you moan, happy for the praise.Â
âMmphâ Fuck so do yoâ ahhâ your sentence is broken, unable to speak due to the dizzying speed of his powerful thrusts.Â
Each snap of his hips is expertly controlled. He angles himself up so he doesnât hit your cervix as he ensures not to fully crush your body. One hand holds your thigh in a fixed position as his other holds your hip, moving your body with his seamlessly. Heavy breasts bounce against your chest as your body feels electric, alive, and taught; like youâre walking on a live wire. Pleasure kisses your nerves, promising new, but terrifying heights.Â
âOpen your mouth,â Satoruâs strained voice commands, and your pussy pulses in response.Â
Swallowing thickly you open your mouth, sticking your tongue out for dramatic flare, trying desperately to keep your eyes open. Satoru smiles at the sight, leaning over you further, then spits in your mouth. Your mixed taste coats your tongue and you whimper as his thumb goes to circle your clit.Â
âHold it in your mouth till I tell you to swallow princess. Can you do that for me?â your stomach tightens at the sensation of his thumb, but itâs almost faint due to the overwhelming pleasure his cock brings you.Â
Feeling entirely submissive and breedable you nod your head, your saliva already beginning to build in your mouth.
âGood girl. Now, on your knees.âÂ
Satoru completely releases your body, allowing you to flip over and get on all fours. A whimper leaves your lips due to the loss of him, but you shake your ass for him. The action earns you a slap to your ass, his fingers dig into your plump skin as he shakes the flesh for himself, and you curse, feeling your desire drip down your inner thighs.Â
You feel his nimble finger trail your wet slit, and he whistles. Then, his mouth is on your ass, tongue circling your tight ring. Strong hands shake your ass as he continues to lick and probe your hole, making your legs shake. The feeling is entirely new, and it feels good. Not as good as when he eats your pussy, but it's enough to have your walls clenching and clit throbbing.Â
The spit in your mouth begins to push out of the corners of your lips as you try to hold your moans back. Your hands are fisted in the sheets as Satoru trails his way to your dripping entrance, tongue dragging down till his licking your sensitive clit. As if it wasnât enough, his thumb pushes into your tight asshole, pumping the well-lubricated hole.Â
I am not going to survive this man.
âSwallow baby, let me hear you.âÂ
You gratefully swallow your combined spit, moaning loudly as your first breath leaves your lips.Â
âSatoru fuck me please,â you plead, feeling so empty itâs maddening. Now that youâve gotten a taste, you were certain your body wouldnât grant you release unless he was in you.Â
You feel his head pull away from your pussy as his fingers enter you, just barely scratching your itch. It was laughable to compare the feeling of his fingers to his cock â it wasnât nearly enough.Â
âLike this baby?â his thumb still plays with your asshole as he curls and pumps his fingers in you. Your thoughts are tangled, and words are hard to push out of your throat, getting caught in the thick layer of saliva coating your mouth.
âI want⊠Your cock. Please, please, please, Iââ tears pricked your eyes, you were overstimulated.Â
Closing your eyes you took deep breaths, feeling as he pulled his fingers out of you to only wrap his hand around your hair, pulling your neck up. His tip pokes your throbbing entrance as his heavy breath kisses your ear.Â
âYou want me, Y/n?â the heavy seductive words makes your spine tingle.
âI want all of you, Satoru.â though you tried to force your voice to sound normal, the words came out in a quiver.Â
âGood,âÂ
Then he was in you, cock plunging deep within your velvet walls, stoking the burning fire in your stomach. You arch your back, mewling harshly at the abrupt feeling of him filling you.Â
âYou feel so good, fuck.â Satoru kisses your shoulder, pulling his hips back to then fill you back up, thick member stretching you too fucking good.Â
With his hand still wrapped around your hair, he pushes your neck down so your face is pressed against the mattress. You open your eyes, face rubbing against the bed, and watch the man above you. His head is tilted back, bottom lip between his teeth as he works to make you both feel good â hips rolling into yours, enjoying the feeling of your walls sucking him back in.Â
âYouâre so beautiful,â you moan softly, completely entranced.Â
Satoru smiles, eyes opening and he pushes strands of your hair away from your sticky forehead.
âAll you baby girl,â he pushes himself further into you, angling himself up, completely hitting that spot.Â
âOh fuck!â you curse, letting the brief pulse of intense pleasure run through you.
âYou like that baby?â knowing full well what heâs doing, Satoru grabs your hips, hitting your spot again, making your muscles jerk.Â
âAhâ Yes!â words were lost to you as white-hot pleasurable fire ran through your veins, making your entire body shake.Â
âWhoâs pussy is this?â Satoru grunts, thrusts becoming more erratic.Â
âIâ Mmph, yours!â with eyes rolling to the back of your head, you focus on your core, feeling your high threaten to crash over you.
âThatâs right, Y/n.â fingers dig into the flesh of your ass âYouâre. Mine.â he declares between powerful thrusts, still ensuring to hit that spongey spot, making your vision blot with white.Â
âIâ I am so fucking close, Satoru,â the words are a cry and you feel your whole body become taught, preparing itself for its inevitable crash to earth.
âCome on my cock baby. Let me make you feel good.âÂ
And as if the word was law, your body did as he asked.Â
Your second orgasm ripped through you, pulling a scream from your throat. Itâs dizzying, disorienting, and far too intense. Your body spasms uncontrollably as electrifying pleasure coursed through you, making your toes curl. You try to run away, but you are locked into place by Satoru's strong hands. With each pulse of your orgasm, your walls clench and grip Satrouâs cock, dragging him to earth with you. He ensures to thrust harmoniously to the rhythm of your pulses as thick ribbons of his cum mix with your own, filling up your belly.Â
With breath heavy and uneven, you both fall to your mattress. Sartoru's sweaty body presses against your back as he rubs your arms all while pressing kisses to your temple. Your body shook as you came down from your high, thighs jerking with each breath and light movement from the male still plunged within you.Â
âYou feeling okay, beautiful?â his words are a soft whisper against your skin.Â
Eyes still close, you nod. The intense pleasure left you light-headed and unable to speak. So instead, you angle your head and capture your loverâs lips. Soft and sweet, and entirely loving. Satoru smiles against your lips, hands lightly rubbing your sides.Â
âLet's turn over so I can hold you, yeah?" his words tickle your lips, making you smile. You let him move your body with effortless ease.Â
The male holds you close to his chest as he wraps his arms around your small frame, enveloping you in his radiating warmth. His strong heartbeat sounds in his chest, and you listen to it in earnest, thankful for the fact that he is alive.Â
You stay like that for a moment, listening to the sound of him while he kisses your skin, both being silently thankful for the other. Â
âI love you, Y/n,â Satoru whispers into your hair, lips still pressed to your scalp.Â
With a child-like smile, you peer up at him. Brillant blue peers into your soul, calling to you, to your bond, and your heart sings in response.Â
âAnd I love you, Satoru. My heart is yours.â his eyes fold kindly, just like that first night in your kitchen.Â
âAnd mine is yours. Youâve healed me.âÂ
â
You spent what little time you had left with Satoru, soaking up every minute, second, and hour. You both decided it was pointless to dwell on the unknown, so instead you enjoyed each moment that you were allotted. Sharing stories of your adventures, travels, and struggles. You healed each other, in ways that one would think impossible. You renewed each other's souls, in turn binding yourselves together.Â
âYou know, that day we met, I think my heart knew before I did that I needed you.âÂ
âWhat do you mean?âÂ
âI didnât even know you, but seeing you was enough to wash away every ounce of my pain. My body moved before I could think. So I dropped the lamest pick-up line ever known to mankind.â
âHaha, yeah. But it worked out didnât it?â
âThat it did. You are my greatest treasure, Y/n. I love you.â
âI love you too, please come back to me safely.âÂ
Satoru smirked, all of his bravado pulled into every atom of his existence.Â
âDonât worry, I am the strongest. I canât leave my fiance all alone now can I?âÂ
âNo, you canât.â
âSee? So donât worry about me, baby.â
With that, the lovely male plants a passionate kiss on your lips, and then walks away.
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remember to always keep a spare roll of toilet paper on you guys đ§»
#i said it once and will say it again: zzz is still the best game they made#hsr is good too ofc but zzz just hits every spot#shameless stuff peak sillyness unique fun characters amazing animation ye i love it here LMAO#zenless zone zero#own
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Digimon Adventure 02 Hurricane Touchdown!! (2000)
Seraphimon & Holydramom
#digimon#digimon adventure 02#digimon 02#hurricane touchdown#the golden digimentals#seraphimon#holydramon#mega angemon#magnadramon#angemon#angewomon#now this is nothing but a shameless repost HOWEVER#i've come a long way since I started making gifs for Tumblr; i used to only used the tumblr feature for gifs#only 3 seconds long and they look glitchy af#i posted this sequence before; but its like 7 gifs;yet glitchy AF đ€Ł#also it has 1000 notes so i felt bad deleting it#my own post#aesthetic#art#anime#2000s internet#gif#my gif#DAVD02ES#hikari yagami#kari kamiya#tk takaishi#takaishi takeru#anime movie#also i slowed them a little because it was SO FAST DANG SLOW DOWN BTCH TFđ€Ł anyways stan
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Hullo folks!
I have some leftover pride stickers (as well as some cutesy leftover animal stickers) from my artist alley sales at Japan Expo this summer, and they're now available for purchase on Etsy if you'd like to get one!
You can find my shop over there at @AkhtsBetterTogether.
(Also more last-minute apologies for aromantics identifying as heartless, and genderfluid peeps for which I haven't made a sticker yet â I do hope to get better in future batches if I make more of those! TwT)
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Ok since the last post I made with this became my most popular post like instantly hereâs the better version of it. As a treat. The smoke loops a little nicer and I like the colors better on this one
#hand drawn animation#animation#the band ghost#ghost#i woke up and checked tumblr this morning and went#oh Iâve got some activity going on lemme see- oH HOLY SHIT WHAT#this isn't the only animation I have up btw I have a work in progress for a longer video posted#shameless go check out my other stuff bc I feed off of people thinking whatever I'm working on is cool#and it fuels the motivation to Keep Doing The Thing
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yet again - Iâm moving and Iâm very desperate for money! Iâm trying to clear out a bunch of ethically collected taxidermy etc stuff very quickly - things are listed for dirt cheap, but Iâm also taking bundle offers through Mercari. Check out what Iâve got here!
I also have some painted/decorated vulture culture stuff on my Etsy here!
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