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milkywaydrabbles · 7 months

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Heyyy I'm enamoured by your writing style and loved your recent posts <3

So I wanted to ask for the kinktober 16/17 with Gojo? Maybe with a curse reader he spared? 🫡

A/N: Does this make sense not really but I actually LOVED it. So I hope you like it too. Gojo is a loverboy through and through I refuse to believe otherwise. ANYWAYS here it is mwuah

Size difference/Orgasm denial x Gojo Satoru

Gojo Satoru was the strongest.

He didn’t need help, he was at the top of the chain.

And yet, here he was crumbling just by looking at you. You, who threw yourself in front of what he then found out was your brother ( another death painting, one who had already tried to kill him) silently pleading to leave him alone, let him live. You, who he spared from the atrocities he could commit to curses with the sheer pressure of his infinity alone, you’d all seen what he did to Hanami.

You, who he found himself thinking of when trapped in the prison realm, how small and frail you really did look in comparison to the rest of them, and yet the fury your eyes held left him shaken. How can someone--how can a curse make him break like this? He could have crushed you under his thumb, and he didn’t. He’s getting soft, weak, he thinks.

And when he’s out of the prison realm? The first one he seeks out is you. Before anyone else even knows he’s out and well, he finds you. Separated from your brother, Choso, who is now fighting for their very cause he tried to destroy. He finds you, before anyone else. You stand before Gojo, a bit shaken up, ready to plead your case, to beg him to listen, to have him understand that you and your brother were just misguided, and that you understood now, and that you would fight with him.

But instead, he simply walked to you, looming over your small and dainty frame, wiping some muck off your face and pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. You were so small, he thought, yet with a fire in your eyes he could never shake. You started to speak, apologizing for what you’d done, apologizing on behalf of Choso, hands shaking out of fear and something else, clutching onto his shirt. He cupped your hand in his face, so delicate, like you would crumble in his arms if he moved too fast; if he held on too tight. “I forgive you.” He whispered, pressing his lips to yours, leaning down even when you’re on your toes to meet his kiss. So small. So frail. He needed to protect you, a curse. It was sick, he thought, how the one who plagued his mind is the one he vowed to destroy.

“Gojo,” you started, gasping in between kisses. “We need to get back, w-we need to--help them, the o-others--” You were overwhelmed with him, with Gojo Satoru, but not in the way he overwhelmed everyone else. He was still so delicate with you, yet taking over all of your senses. It took you this long to realize he turned off his infinity, for you--to kiss you, to hold you, to pull you closer into his much larger body. You tried again. “Gojo--”

“Baby,” Your heart was in your throat at the term of endearment. “We will. Promise.” He spoke in between kisses, trailing from your mouth to your cheeks, down your jaw to your throat. “Just let me have this, please. Can’t stop thinking about you.” Your head was spinning, dizzy at the thought of the Gojo Satoru thought of you, even in his capture, that he found you first. Gojo hoisted you up on his hips, your breathing hitched as you wrapped your legs around him. “You’re so small,” He started, carrying you with ease to an untouched and unbroken bench. “You could get so hurt, so tiny.” He mumbled against your skin, leaving fire in the wake where his fingertips grabbed at you. “I can fight,” you argued, knowing he’s seen you and your cursed energy already. Knowing that you can kill, seeing it firsthand. “Mm, I know baby,” heart squeezing in your chest again. “But I need to protect you, look at you,” Suddenly your world is flipped, Gojo looming over you broad shoulders and strong biceps flexing. The blue irises practically glowed while he devoured you with his eyes. “So small underneath me, can’t defend yourself from me--how can you fight without me?”

You didn’t know what he was saying, and Gojo wasn’t sure he knew either. But you plagued his mind for however long he was in that prison, and you were feeling incredibly small under his gaze. “Go--” “Satoru. Please.” You gulped, looking anywhere but his face. “Sa--Satoru...” You didn’t know why you said his name, you didn’t know what you wanted to say. But being underneath him felt right, somehow, like he spared you and your brother because he knew he’d want you, because he knew you’d want him. Gojo lowered himself, hands playing at the hem of your pants, nuzzling your throat. “What do you need, angel? Anything, I’ll give you anything.” Gojo Satoru, the strong, begging you. Your head was swimming.

“Satoru, I need you to protect me..When we fight, please..” You hiccupped, feeling entirely too overwhelmed with everything. “Please protect me.”

Gojo snapped, capturing your lips in a heated kiss again, urging you to at the bare minimum take your shoes off so he can properly yank the clothes from your legs. They were barely off, but enough for one leg of your pants and underwear to be removed, lifting your leg as he mouthed at your throat again. “I’ll protect you, I promise.” He growled into your skin, free hand pushing your shirt up to expose skin that he immediately latched on you, trailing kissing and bites down your stomach until he got to your thighs, hitched leg above his shoulder as he left your inner thighs covered in kisses and love bites of his affection. He palmed at your cunt, hand covering you fully, fingers measuring up on your stomach. “Look at this, baby, look how deep I’ll be.” He mumbled, letting you look for just a moment before pushing two of his fingers slowly into your wet heat. You gasped, heading reeling. You’d never felt something like this before, something so foreign and yet so fucking pleasurable it had you moaning in an instant. Gojo pumped his fingers in and out, seeing you gush and squirm underneath him, strong arm steadying you.

“Fuck, have to protect my tiny baby.” He babbled, your small hand wrapping itself onto his forearm, not even close to wrapping your fingers around his arm. His pace was unbearably slow, teasing and taunting with each thrust. “S-Saatoruu, please, keep going.” You huffed, bucking your hips into his fingers until his other hand pushed your hips down onto the bench. He shook his head, curling his fingers in you enough to have you whimpering again, not enough to throw you over the edge. “This isn’t how I want you, this isn’t how I want to make you cum.” He spoke with such conviction it raised your hairs on the back of your neck. Like he was promising you the world later. “Just wanna feel you on me.” He whispered, removing his fingers and sucking them, moaning at the taste you left behind. Gojo pushed down his pants enough to release his cock, leaning over to smother you in kisses again. He mouthed at your neck, at your throat, feeling you swallow hard with anticipation. “Don’t be scared, pretty.” He whispered against your skin, sizing up his cock against your tummy. He was so much bigger than you, he was sure it would feel like he was in your throat when he fucked you.

With a slow push in, your pussy parted and swallowed him, feeling tight and hot around him. You gasped, clawing at his shoulders as he pushed in inch by inch, feeling neverending. “Satoruu” you whined, seeing and feeling nothing but him. Gojo leaned back, pushing his hips up into your guts, seeing the bulge on your tummy of where his cock hit. “Y’see that, baby? See how deep I am? Big cock filling you up.” His pupils dilated, focused on the way the bulge shrunk and expanded with each thrust. Your hands grasped at him again, distracting him enough to look up at you, your eyes teary with pleasure. But it wasn’t enough. “Satoru, need more, please.” You begged, and he shook his head again. “Not now, baby, just wanna feel you remember?” He reminded, and you were losing your mind. “Don’t whine, angel, I’ll give it to you real good after I win, ‘kay?” He quickened his pace, just a little, edging himself just as much as he was you. But he knew he could hold out longer than you could. He had to. “Pussy s’tight, baby...splitting you open” He murmured, looking at the juncture when your hips met, seeing how your pussy lips wrapped around his huge cock and took him in. Without thinking, his hand trailed up your body, palming at your chest--he was enamored with the way his hand could easy cover you. It continued its way up, wrapping his fingers around your throat. You gasped, feeling his grip tighten, taking a hold on the edges of your neck. Your eyes rolled, your own hands covering his and gripping at his wrist. You couldn’t push him away if you tried--even if you really wanted to.

How could he let you go on your own when you were so small?

“Could break you in half,” he whispered, tightening his fingers a bit more, before relaxing and just leaving his hand there as a necklace. “Anyone could, can’t let you outta my sight.” You were so close, and any time he felt you tighten too much he’d slow down, fucking you slow to keep the pressure and the band never snapping. Tears flowed freely from your eyes, and Gojo leaned down to kiss at the salty drops as they fell. “So mean.” You complained. “Sorry, baby, feels so good.” He pulled out fully, and you cried--leaving you so empty after filling you up so full in your belly. “We gotta go, angel--promise I’ll give it to you just how you want it. Remember? After I win.”

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mourninglamby · 5 days

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what do u think abt c!ranboo and his marriage to tubbo? i remember rlly loving him and his relationship to tubbo but as the time passes i honestly cant help but to kinda feel a bit bored abt it compared to everything with tommy i havent seen u talk abt him yet so just curious, ur rewrite is definitely one of the most interesting ts the only reason i still think abt dsmp sometimes anyways hope ur day is good!!

doodled this last night high as plarp but beeduo is To Me those friends who got rly close rly fast bc of shared trauma and grief in high school and started dating thinking the feeling of mutual comfort will last forever but it rly doesn’t bc they develop differently post-adolescent-trauma in a way that does not compliment each others attachment style and like. they still love each other but they also kinda can’t stand each other. Can’t bear to stay but won’t dare leave.

and also they love ctommy smile 🩷 the flavor of friend group thats two people who are dating but fight a lot and the one guy that hangs around to watch/referee.

(Ps it’s so funny seeing ppl ask my opinion on them now because before my ctommy conversion i got into dsmp for c!beeduo teehee)

#suicide mention #I guess idk #Mortis metamorphosis #dsmp #c!beeduo #scared to tag that tbh #c!ranboo #c!tubbo

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vroom-vrooms · 1 year

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Zak: We gave Daniel a chance

Christian: You fucked up a perfectly good boy is what you did

Christian, holding Daniel: Look at it, it’s got depression

#now Christian has his boy back #ngl every day it feels like I hate Zak a little bit more #formula 1 #f1 #formula one #daniel ricciardo #christian horner #incorrect f1 quotes #I guess idk

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pupbeat · 4 months

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happy birthday ichiban lol

[Image Description: A four panel comic of Ichiban and Zhao at the bar. Zhao slides up to a despondent-looking Ichiban, saying "Heyyy, Kasuga-kun! What do you want for your birthday, man?" Ichiban responds "I want my brother back." Zhao is taken aback, and says nothing at first, before putting his hand on the now slumped over Ichiban to say "I have like 1,500 yen, dude." End ID.]

#SORRY ICHIBAN #yakuza 7 #yakuza like a dragon #yakuza 7 spoilers #i guess idk #my art #comic #ichiban kasuga #tianyou zhao #ryu ga gotoku #described #yakuza

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jroahn · 1 year

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I am unsure how to be me without you.

#outer wilds #outer wilds spoilers #i guess idk #nomai #outer wilds kousa #my art

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vecnuthy · 6 months

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awake

@steddiemicrofic October prompt: suck | wc: 480 | M | This is a continuation of snoozy but can be read as a standalone.

Eddie's consciousness trickled through slowly. The mess of his sleep-mussed hair tickled his face and plastered to his skin uncomfortably where it was wedged between his neck and the covers. And there was a weight, warm and lovely, on his waist that delivered a soothing brush against his skin.

"Mornin."

Steve, his mind sang as he gave a hidden smile and mimicked grunts in response.

Eddie's fingers came up and broke the cozy heat barrier to push his curls back. He blinked and adjusted a little against the low light of the morning, then his eyes landed on him. Eddie flushed warm - warmer - because there he was: Steve Harrington, blessed with glorious bed head and an even more glorious grin that made Eddie's whole body ache and yearn. Steve looked so fond -

But the moment was fleeting. The flick of his eyes to Eddie's neck was the only warning Steve gave before he was on the other man, startling a yelp from him as Steve ripped the covers from Eddie's hands and pressed his face into Eddie's neck.

"God, you're so warm." Steve inhaled deeply, "And you smell so good."

"S'just body wash," Eddie grinned sleepily.

"It's just you," Steve said with a kiss. "S'just you."

Eddie held him close and sighed as Steve's weight settled across him fully. Steve knuzzled and kissed his way over every bit of skin available to him as if he were a man on the most delectable of missions.

Maybe, Eddie thought, if Steve lingered long enough, pressed his lips again with enough feeling, enough fervor, it would sear into his skin like a brand. Like "Steve was here and he loved me so much that: ____" Surely, this was enough. Chaste was what they were, but Chaste knew no home here.

Eddie head tilted back, Steve's grip in Eddie's hair tightening before he sucked hard at the column of Eddie's neck, right where Eddie loved most. Eddie keened under the attention, whimpering when Steve's teeth nipped then tongue soothed.

Eddie let his right hand drift down Steve's bare back, fingertips gliding over smooth skin made textured by goosebumps left in the wake of his touch. The secondary sensation made Eddie's blood thrum thicker, ripe with pride and thrill and want. He wanted, and he knew that Steve wanted as well by the way he breathed and chased the feel of himself pressed against Eddie's thigh. Eddie's fingers moved over the swell of Steve's butt, and Eddie couldn't help it. He palmed and grabbed and pulled Steve down against him, and, soon, Steve's body was a wave of guided movement.

Eddie marveled at the way Steve's skin gave under his hand, the way his hair swayed in rhythm, the way he sounded when he was close. The way he looked and his body shuddered when he came.

Steve was a rapture and Eddie the believer.

#i think they like each other #steddie #steddie fic #steddiemicroficoctober #steddie microfic #steddiemicrofic #steddie smut #steddie thirst #i guess idk

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dennis7231 · 1 month

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Hmm, I suppose this works?

#uhmmmh uhhh uhfhmm #thems #rain world #rainworld iterator #rainworld fanart #iterators #rain world downpour #iterator #rw five pebbles #five pebbles #rw sunstone #rw shipping #rain world shipping #rw seven red suns #rw srs #rw spearmaster #rw artificer #???#i guess idk

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gh0stbeeee · 2 years

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You don't like worm L? Too bad take it

#death note #l lawliet #light yagami #lawlight #i guess idk #worm l #worm on a string #death note shitpost #death note meme #my art

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a-heart-of-kyber · 7 months

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Ok, never watched much of Angel outside of s5, but I understand that the sort of thesis statement of the show/character is "If nothing we do matters, all that matters is what we do."

Explain to me why then, if this is the crux of Angel, everyone and their mother bitches about Spike getting his soul back? Implying that it's inherently selfish and because it was selfish, it means next to nothing?

This line presents the concept that action bears more weight than reason. It doesn't matter why you do good as long as you are doing it. Because to do good, regardless of why or what you may gain, is good.

You can never be perfect. You can never fix everything. But the things you do are your legacy. "If there's no bigger meaning, then the smallest act of kindness is the greatest thing in the world."

I personally believe that Spike got his soul for himself as much as he did it for Buffy because the concept of man vs. monster had been a Massive part of his character arc. Pre-soul he couldn't be either and therefore was nothing in his own eyes (not helped by being repeatedly dehumanized either.)

Spike made a choice that Angelus never would've. He chose the man over the monster.

Regardless, Love is apparently not a good enough reason to get his soul back, according to some. They argue that because he fought for it from a place of romantic Love that it doesn't matter. That the reason behind the action was selfish and therefore meaningless.

But the fucking point of Angel is that action is more important than reason. That the struggle, the fight is more important than the why of it. Essentially, whatever gets you through it is, and should be, enough.

Spike fought his nature because he had something to fight for. Love is not inherently selfless or selfish, it isn’t good or evil. It's a feeling that can be turned into a verb, to action. What you chose to do with Love is what codes its nature.

Spike in the past has done horrible things. Despite the constant "Spike fans kind of forgot about" bullshit, no one argues that he hasn't done terrible things. But this one action/choice was singular. No one had ever done it before. No one ever Wanted to do it before.

Whether you consider it selfish, the Love Spike felt drove him to be better. Because of that Love, he chose to be better. He took action and fought to be better.

If nothing you do matters, all that matters is what you do.

Spike made a choice to be a man and not a monster and fought for it. That Matters.

Regardless of the fact that anyone with a soul can do good or evil, we know Spike does good with one, which reflects back and makes the action of getting it good. It's cyclical goddamnit!

With a soul, he is selfless. He remains by Buffy's side, not out of an inability to let her go, but because she chooses it. He stands his ground and sacrifices himself to save the world despite Buffy telling him she loves him and to leave. He doesn't waver because it's the right, good thing to do.

Whether or not you think he was selfish in the lead up should not matter. He is the only vampire to ever make this choice. Spike got his soul back and did good with it, by the ethos of Angel, that's what matters.

#btvs #buffy the vampire slayer #spike btvs #spike #spuffy #angel #ats #i guess idk

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