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nut-in-me-jojo · 8 months
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AU where Dabi works that the crematorium that neighbour's Hawks' pizza workplace. 9-5, minimum wage. They're both so tired.
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nut-in-me-jojo · 10 months
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I just realized something disturbing, I would let Kai Chisaki fart in my face. I would let him. Like, there is no alarm going off in my head that's saying "eeewwww gross" like it does when I think of ANYTHING else passing gas near my nostrils.
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I refuse to spend more time on this, his jacket is so ugly
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You don’t own fanfics. They’re inherently public domain because they aren’t your IP. Agree or disagree with AI, there are no grounds for “protection” from AI because it isn’t your IP to begin with. That’s what you chose when you chose this medium
Oh dear.
Okay, you get an answer, because at least you took the effort to write your ask out properly, even if you are hiding behind the grey, sunglassed circle.
Do I, or any fanfic author for that matter, have any legal claims to our work? No, not really, no. (Although if someone took a fic, filed off the serial number--deleted the fandom specific elements--, and then had it published for financial gain, yeah, that would be a case.)
BUT
Fandoms are built on a social contract that says we respect each others work, the effort people put into their art. We don't steal or disrespect the work of our peers. By feeding people's fanworks to AI you both steal and disprect it, and we need to make people realize that before it's too late--before fandom falls apart, because there will be no more real, actual fanworks.
Disrepectfully,
Orlissa
(i can't believe I have to say this)
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nut-in-me-jojo · 11 months
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nut-in-me-jojo · 11 months
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✨Me anytime someone gives me shit for being a Gyutaro simp✨
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♡ 𝑮𝒚𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒐 𝒙 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔 ♡
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧ 𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 ✧・゚: *✧・゚:*
CW: NSFW, 18+ MDNI, female reader, blood, gore, manipulation, smut, creampie, violence
AN: Thank you all so much for 500 followers!! I can't believe that this happened so quickly, it was only a month ago that I made my 300 follower special! I want to thank everyone who took the time to support me this far. And I'd also like to welcome everyone that is new here! There will be lots more Gyutaro content to come ~ ♡
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Gyutaro doesn’t understand his romantic feelings towards you. He expresses them in ways that are difficult for you to decipher. So he just acts on impulse. Usually having no filter or boundaries.
Treats you like a toy. Similar to how a vindictive child would treat a small puppy.
He’ll make you cry just so he can be the one to comfort you in the end.
As a demon, he thinks he’s superior to you in every way. The only thing you have going for you is your pretty face and beautiful body.
He’ll coo and hold you close, complimenting your beauty only to claw at you flesh. Leaving wounds and bruises on your most beautiful features. He wants to destroy your beauty out of envy, but yet it’s what attracts him to you.
Before him, your life was meaningless. So now that he’s here, you don’t exist outside of him. Without him you are nothing. Which is why he keeps you stored in his sister’s obi whenever he’s away. Sometimes leaving you for days before he wants to play with you again.
Gyutaro grew a soft spot for you because of your juxtaposition. You don’t show disgust towards things that most people consider revolting, like reptiles or people that look different from you, but yet you are the most beautiful human he’s ever seen.
Every time Gyutaro thinks of your beauty, he claws deep red wounds into his flesh, fantasizing about gutting you alive, slitting your throat while digging his hands through your intestines. But the way that you look at him prevents him from doing so. You look at him with fear in your eyes, but without a hint of disgust. After 100 years of hunting humans, Gyutaro knows the difference.
It infuriates him that he can’t bring himself to hate you for your beauty. This frustration is always taken out on you. In the form of cuts and bruises.
But after being held captive for so long, you’ve learned how to behave around him. And things do get better. 
Gyutaro is incredibly intelligent, he just doesn’t understand emotions. Especially ones that he never even got to experience as a human, let alone a demon.
He can read you like a book. Always aware of when you are plotting an escape attempt or when you are lying to him. You learn quickly that there’s no point in trying to fool him.
The thing is, eventually you have grown a soft spot for the demon. The few moments that he is vulnerable with you, have shown you a beauty that you thought impossible for a creature such as himself.
After an argument with his sister, he’ll show you a side of him that you’ve never seen before. The sadness and deep anguish that he holds within himself. No one deserves to have such pains. Even a man-eating demon like Gyutaro.
You want to comfort him and heal his wounds.
As a demon, Gyutaro doesn’t have much sexual desire. He feels no biological urge to reproduce. The only urge within him is to destroy and devour.
But when you’re around, that all changes. Something within him yearns for your touch, your love.
He’s seen humans have sex before, and even though he doesn’t quite understand it, he wants to try. It’s not uncommon for Gyutaro to witness humans having sex in the district. But now, everytime he sees such things, he imagines what it’d be like to do it with you. The tent forming in his pants isn’t anything he hasn’t seen before, but there’s an urgency behind it now. Whereas before he’d be able to ignore it. But now it seems to control his every thought. Blood and carnage replaced by thoughts of your fragile body lying beneath his.
Gyutaro isn’t embarrassed about his desire to have sex with you. He will be completely open and up front with you about it, because he’s been surrounded by sex his entire life. So to him it’s just a normal thing that humans do. He doesn’t understand the social norms/stigmas surrounding sex.
During your first time having sex, it will be the first time that he’s careful with you. 
Once he is accustomed to having sex with you, he will start being more rough. Pulling your hair, biting your neck, and thrusting his hips into you so hard that you bruise.
He’s touch starved, so it makes sense that he gets overwhelmed by the pleasure of having sex with you. He loses himself in you. Fucking you like his life depends on it, moaning and groaning with every thrust.
Even after he fills you up with his cum, he won’t stop. 
He keeps going until he can see that you are exhausted. He may be selfish but he still cares about you. He doesn’t want to push you too far past your limit and risk breaking you.
Surprisingly he’s big on aftercare. Most of the time he’ll fuck you til your legs stop working, so he takes initiative in cleaning you up and tucking you into bed. He loves cuddling you and feeling you tremble in his arms from having orgasmed so many times.
Your sexual experiences with Gyutaro changes your relationship drastically. His feelings for you start to come through in less toxic ways as he begins to understand his feelings. But when he gets annoyed by them or they become too strong, he thinks that having sex will make it go away. When in reality they just make these potent emotions even stronger.
Showing affection towards him will usually calm him down. Once you are able to love him and he can accept your love, things get much easier for the both of you.
It will take lots of time, and the likelihood of surviving that long is slim. But if you do, it’ll be well worth it.
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nut-in-me-jojo · 11 months
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◇ A Favor to God
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getou surugu x female reader
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drabble, wc: 1.1k
Getou wants to keep you as his sick side fantasy, absolutely eager to break your spirits like the rest of your pathetic human race. You’ll let him do it to you, won’t you? | 18+ MDNI
warnings: brainwashing/dark themes, dubcon, asphyxiation (what else is new), degradation, cult leader getou (he hates mortals lol), worship themes
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Theres a soft caress to your hair like you would a dog at your feet.
All you seem to possess now and days is free time. It causes you to sit and think as to why you still breathe in his presence
A large warm hand combing down your hair so comfortably it causes you to doze off at his side as he tends to his honorable patrons.
The same hand that has held it like a vice grip, forcing your throat to down his dick so harshly it makes you wonder if he still adores you. So harshly you see multitudes of polka dots coercing you to give out, crying out a “please, please, please” just from your eyes peering up.
Sitting and knitting every day routinely, helping your mother prepare warm dishes- yet it was chaos in just only a second.
You believed God must have relinquished his powers to Getou himself, making him the strongest man in the world. However with all this power he walked and talked with nothing less than modesty. He was your savior.
Still, your mind refused to forget watching him slaughter entire villages, including your own. Even after your family gave him everything to who you thought he was. Now your knitting is unfinished and all your dishes are cold with no family to serve them to.
A morning had never passed by without the immense feeling of guilt as to why you still feel the fresh grass and waves of wind. To make matters worse, you want to die from just how much you actually loved the treatment he gave you.
There was something so sweet in the way he calls out for you every sunrise, that feeling of specialness never wears off. You loved waking up every morning and having people he assigned come in and get you ready with beautiful clothes that he thinks are gorgeous on you.
A side of hot tea in the morning, feeling like the Devil dragged you down to hell and warmed you up himself.
It all made the long black-haired man wonder as well. Wonder how you’ve yet to realize it.
Getou plunges himself so deep within your throat so you can finally see it. Your head hangs off the mattress, choking trying to get away and breathe that regretful fresh air. Getou holds a still grip on the base of your neck, mouth gaping as he continues to thrust in your pulsing mouth trying to push him out from reflex. He loves seeing you struggle so much, eyes focused on your bulging throat and the beautiful spittle falling out the sides of your mouth, coating him further.
“All of this is for me,” he sighs to God. After every gag you give, he lowly moans, thrusting faster. “Fuck, y/n.. can’t you see it?”
He can’t get enough of taking from you people. He can’t help but revel in the pleasure of being above you, taking advantage of your soft body for himself, continuing his prophecy. Fulfilling his manfiesto through you.
“You people are so weak- one broken bone and even after a long exhausting healing process it will still never be the same.” His hips stutter against your mouth, he grips his cock through the soft, thin flesh of your neck- pumping himself to ecstasy. “You people posses no abilities where you can proudly title yourself as something special, because you aren’t.”
Your face feels so fucked out it’s a strain to process the words coming from his mouth.
Useless
Fucktoy
Not special
A weak human
Tears can’t help but fall shamefully down your face, alongside the weeping heat of your pussy. His words feeding it more and more until it’s perfectly lubricated for the rough nature of his hard cock, just enough to break you.
He can see the growing wet spot in your white underwear, watching your withering hips so eager for any type of release. Getou can’t help but admire how much you take it better than the rest of your pathetic race. It was no secret to himself you should have never been alive this long. When he first met your family, his eyes stared back into your shy ones as you looked away in embarrassment. He took an interest for no other particular reason other than you being his little guinea pig to fuck with whenever he liked.
With how tight your little throat and pussy is, taking you was a decision he will never regret.
Your weak slaps to push him away turned him on even more, furthering his climax. You want to be good for him, take all he has to give but you aren’t sure just how much more you can withstand. The pressure from your head hanging off the mattress, your lower region tingling with desperation, the gagging on his cock.
“You want to prove how special you are then take it all.” Getou holds down your panicked hand and jerks off his cock with your neck one last time before he gives a series of faltering gasps of release. He mutters how much you deserved this, low moans with his hips stumbling from the sensitivity. “Fuck..”
He slowly pulls himself out of your wet mouth with a sigh, strings of cum and spit keeping you attached at the base. Immediately you jolt heaving for air, more air, more, more.
Coughing, his cum still hangs from your mouth to chin. Cheeks flushed from the blood rushing to your head, skin perfectly sheen with sweat making you the centerpiece of his vision. Getou thinks this how you were always meant to be, to look like. He is who you should have worshipped all along.
“There is no one else who will ever give you what I give you.” He leans to your level with a warm damp towel, wiping his fluids off your face back to your previous innocence.
He’s suddenly so close, a breath away. His eyes are so beautiful, piercing onyx orbs and fair skin like honey with milk. He whispers so only you can hear with a soft adoring expression, “Your kind have no place in my world other than serving us.” He combs your hair back like you always loved. “Worthless, spineless beings. With me you are at your fullest potential,” A soft caress to your cheek, “This is who you were always meant to be.. alright?”
Your body still riddled with cold shivers from overstimulation, mind still fuzzy after being fucked. And every word he said is true. You don’t want to live with guilt anymore, you want to have purpose again and Getou wants to be the one to give it to you.
Your worship for him was how it was always meant to be. You are below him. Sitting by his legs like a good little baby was what you were destined to do until he decided otherwise.
A gentle nod is all he needs..
“Okay.”
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Yay I really enjoyed this little fic, I tried to do a drabble but I have a habit of word vomit which is something I should work on
Hopefully Aizawa fic or Hawks again (or pt 2 to this?), ok bye bye thank you guys for the support it means and helps a lot ♡
Please like, follow and reblog ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄
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nut-in-me-jojo · 11 months
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If you haven’t read Addicted to Bad Ideas by @shig-a-shig-ah you haven’t lived.
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The Villains (specifically the Lov) Are Right
Especially about the civilians in Bnha
(2 Part Meta Civilians and Lov) (Warning spoilers and long Meta Post) (Permission given to re-blog)
The Lov, specifically the core League of Villains, don’t owe any consideration, atonement or apologies to the civilians in Bnha. Because since long before the Lov had even become villains, even when they were still children, the civilians decided that they don’t owe them anything at all.
Most people I’ve seen in the fandom say something like “I don’t justify or excuse the villain’s actions.”, when it comes to the destructive/murderous parts of the villain’s deeds, which is very nice and moral of them to say.
But as long as we’re talking about the average Bnha civilian, I definitely justify/excuse the Lov’s actions.
Because the “innocent” people in Bnha are awful.
Keep reading
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nut-in-me-jojo · 11 months
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𝑮𝒀𝑼𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑶 ~ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒑 ♡
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Endeavor's children.
@ heavensghost/ Woodtangle- Mary Ruefle / Amatullah Bourdon /Clementine von Radics -Every Time A Man Yells /Bruce Springsteen - Adam Raised a Cain
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We have our winner!!🥳
Very surprised to see so many votes on this tbh lol but I hope you all will like my take on ABO!
Since I can see so many of y’all also really wanted that Incel fic, I have plans to still write that after this first one!
Thanks for voting!
Been considering doing a mini Gyutaro side project just to keep myself refreshed while working on AWB.
So if I were to do so, I’m curious to see which you would all rather see🤔
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