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Toilet-bound Hanako-kun Chapter 112
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You're never too old for fun
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value practice turned full blown doodle :>
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Local man encounters anthropocentrism for the first time, more at 11
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filynxs · 2 days
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Jjk Men enjoying Themselves
They think about you.
JJK character scenario
sexual content; 18+; m*sturb*ting
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S a t o r u G o j o
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Damn, I miss her. I think to myself as I let myself fall onto my bed. The moon shines through the window right into my face, illuminating my entire bedroom.
It‘s late at night and I can‘t stop thinking about Y/N. The way how she drives my mind crazy is not bearable anymore. I always thought I am the one who can‘t leave a woman‘s head, which I still do, but now she is doing the same with me.
I close my eyes as I let out a heavy sigh. However, even when I close my eyes, I can only picture her and her gorgeous appearance. Her E/C eyes gaze at me like two shiny stars, and her lips look so glossy and kissable.
Oh what I‘d do to kiss her right now. Or touch her. Touch her neck, kiss it down to her chest where two soft breasts await my lips. Caress her waist down to her curvy hips until my hands spread her legs, exposing her damp pussy to my hungry gaze.
Fuck. I‘m rock hard.
I open my eyes which immediately gaze down to my hard crotch. Below my grey sweatpants my hard length is entirely visible, twitching below the fabric of my clothes.
Exhaling deeply, I let my hand find its way to my pants, sliding it down all the way along with my boxers. A small, proud grin plays on my lips as I look at my hardness for a moment. I sure got a big dick.
My fingers gently wrap around it, and I feel the throbbing heat on my palm. I begin to stroke my cock with slow movements, closing my eyes and picturing Y/N riding my cock. Feeling her tight pussy all around my shaft would be way better than just my hand.
"Fuck." I softly grunt, feeling how my muscles tense up in ecstasy. But that stroking is too boring for me to come. More is what I need.
Opening my eyes, I see how little pre-cum is leaking from my tip. Softly catching my breath, I prop myself off the mattress of my bed and turn around. Now I‘m face to face with my pillow, but I imagine Y/N‘s lustful face instead. Missionary is one of my favorite positions, after all.
With my arms propped on the mattress, I slowly begin to rub my length against it. My legs spread wide so I can hump my bed even better, and my thrusts grow bolder and harder. Every tiny muscle of my body is tensed up, and even my hips are now unevenly jerking forwards and backwards at this point.
Why didn‘t I do this earlier? I ask myself, feeling how my orgasm slowly builds up. This is even better than the usual feeling when I masturbate, and I can‘t help but grunt softly. Panting, I feel my heartbeat increasing drastically, and sweat forming all over my body.
"Y/N" I whimper in the utter pleasure I feel, not being able to control myself anymore. The more I thrust my cock forwards, the more I feel a searing heat in my core that needs to be released.
And then my pleasure finally reaches its peak, and I come all over my bedsheets which are just as white as my hot seed. Heavily catching my breath, I sit up straight on my bed, seeing how my cock calms itself down after shooting out my cum.
"Fuck, this was so good." I whisper to myself, running my hand through my white hair. Some of my hair strands stick on to my sweaty forehead and neck. I gulp, and then grab my phone.
Y/N needs to see this.
I chuckle softly at my own idea, which is obviously a good one. After all, she told me that my dick is her favorite. Understandable.
Taking a picture of my semi hard cock which leaks cum, I send it to her after adding a text that says "Just because of you, Y/N."
I bite my lower lip and look at my phone with a proud grin, tilting my head in a playful manner. When she comes online, my heart beats a tad faster. I bet she‘s blushing right now.
However, what I did not expect is the picture she is sending me as a reply. It shows her wet pussy, and the message below it says "What a coincidence."
I can‘t help but grin, shaking my head in amusement as I let out a soft chuckle. That woman is driving me crazy. Especially my cock, which is now throbbing in arousal once again.
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S u k u n a
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I carelessly let my kimono fall to the ground, exposing my broad, muscular body. Gently stepping into the hot water in the hot tub, I sigh and enjoy the heat around me.
"This is perfect." I sigh to myself, but something important is definitely missing.
Y/N. She is missing. Her femininity and her body are missing inside this tub. She should be here, right next to me, delighting me with her presence. This is what I need right now. Her.
How does she even dare to visit me and then leave for several weeks? She should just quit that job and work for me instead. I would pay her for just staying with me. And especially for her excellent body.
Fuck.
I want to fuck her senseless until she can‘t walk anymore. Want to grope her tits and suck on them, and grab her neck because she likes it. It‘s not even a want anymore, it‘s a need.
Letting my hand sink into the hot and steamy water, I make it find its way to my semi hard rock. It wraps around my flesh, slowly massaging it. The more I think about Y/N, the harder I get. That woman is unbelievable, making me do this all by myself.
She should be doing this, riding my cock like a good girl. But she is a bad girl that needs to be punished very soon.
I grunt softly, tightening my grip around my hard shaft. Jerking my hips forwards, I thrust into my hand, fucking it like I would do to her cute pussy. My eyes close, and I imagine Y/N‘s lustful face expression. The way she looks at me when she comes drives me crazy. Her small frown, her flushed cheeks, and her parted lips that let out her moans that sound like a song to my ears.
Biting down on my lower lip, I slightly arch my back. I need her pussy so badly that it hurts. My hand is not enough.
"Fuck, Y/N." I groan softly into the hot air, holding onto the edge of the tub with my free hand. My entire body is tensed up, as my movements grow bolder and rougher. I massage the sensitive tip of my cock, causing my hips to jerk against my hand.
Keeping my eyes closed, I picture Y/N and how she sucks on my hard length, taking every single inch into her sweet mouth.
I pant and gasp for air, and arch my back as my pleasure reaches its peak. A loud groan escapes me, and I shoot my hot seed into the steamy water of the tub. My eyes slowly open as I catch my breath, feeling the aftershocks of the orgasm hitting my body. A pleasant shiver runs down my spine after this moment of satisfaction. However, my cock is still semi hard.
I need her pussy.
"Sukuna, you look exhausted. Are you alright?"
Yes, her pussy.
I look up and gaze into the beautiful pair of eyes that belong to no one but Y/N. With raised brows she looks at me, seeming like she just arrived from her business trip.
Finally, she is back here at my place. What a perfect timing.
"I‘m feeling very good." I answer with a low growl.
Slowly standing up, I let my eyes linger on hers, which slowly drift down my body. Her cheeks dye in a shade of pink, and I grin in reaction.
"You were a bad girl, leaving me all by myself for weeks." I purr into the air, and the way how she stares at my cock turns me on even more so that it gets rock hard again. I approach her, getting out of the tub. My tall figure towers over her, and my hard length pokes her lower abdomen.
"I‘m sorry—" she apologizes cutely, but I interrupt her by wrapping my hand around her neck, sliding my thumb over her lower lip.
"No need." I chuckle darkly in excitement, "I‘m going to punish you either way."
She looks up into my eyes, her irises glistening with arousal and excitement.
"I'm going to fuck you all night long."
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So I read the first 3 volumes of She Loves To Cook and She Loves To Eat (Tsukuritai Onna to Tabetai Onna) by Sakaomi Yuzaki, and um, Sublime. 11/10. Perfect. Preordered volume 4. Cannot wait.
VOLUME 1 VOLUME 2 VOLUME 3 VOLUME 4
Expect a lot of content from this one in coming weeks.
The story is about two women who live alone in small apartments.
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Yuki Nomoto is an office worker in a men's world. She loves to cook but tends to cook more than she can eat because she loves the creation aspect more than the eating. Moreover, she loves cooking big portions and desperately wishes she had someone to cook for. But not a man. Nope.
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Totoko Kasuga is an alcohol merchandiser who lives two doors down from her. She's a very big, tall woman who eats a lot, and fascinates Nomoto when she's seen carrying home a family-size KFC order- just for her.
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Nomoto decides to invite her over for dinner, and the two women immediately hit it off, planning future dinners, making weekend trips to farmer's markets, and planning their winter holidays together.
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Eventually, the apartment between theirs is rented by a younger woman who needs to get away from her overbearing family, She befriends her new neighbors and they bond over how traditional Japanese values have hurt them all in some way.
Nomoto connects via Twitter with other women who share her interests and help her discover who she is and who she wants to be.
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The series makes a lot of commentary about how much of what women do is expected to be for men's consumption. Why do I have to cook for men? Why do I have to dress cute for men? Why are men prioritized in family life? Why is the love between women so stigmatized? Why is it seen as lesser? Why is there so little dating advice for sapphic women?
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Things I love about this story:
The love interest is a big girl like me!
It explores the emotional intimacy of cooking and eating together - my primary love language
Romance without all the shuddering, blushing, awkward hand-holding and attempts to kiss that get dragged out for 50 chapters, which can be cute but gets tiresome
Acknowledgement of asexual, aromantic and demisexual identities
Productive discussion of the ways "well-meaning" parents abuse their children without hitting them
Things I don't like about the series:
No step-by-step cooking instructions!
It leaves me with a strong desire to try cooking things I simply can't get all the ingredients for without a trip to an Asian market 30+ minutes away, which feels like such a drag because I work in a grocery store, and I hate going grocery shopping by myself.
The longing for a girl-next-door type meetcute has intensified.
I love cooking and baking. I love food. I love wine and beer and dinner cocktails. I dislike that I don't get to share this love with others.
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This is what love looks like. This series was tailor-made for me.
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meguca <3
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Kinomoto Sakura ; Card Captor Sakura ☆ FuRyu
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BEPO 🐻‍❄️💛💙
[ 6/6 six fanart, part 4 ]
We've finished another series!!! (ᗒᗨᗕ)
Shares are appreciated 💖
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rattling the bars of my enclosure. i’m so normal about him
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Endo successfully gagged me I cannot lie, praying this leads to an Anya backstory
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Lucy: If you were to die, what would your last words be? Natsu: I love you Lucy: Aww, me too! Lucy: What about you, Gray? Gray: Finally. Erza: No.
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one thousand paper stars | rayne ames
note. something quick and cute bc i love and miss rayne so bad. wc is 535.
rayne’s closet doesn’t change much. you would know. you’re always rummaging through it in order to steal his hoodies. that’s why when there’s something different about it, you’ll notice it straight away.
your brain immediately tells you that the jar next to the neatly folded shirts on the shelf is a new addition. you pluck it out of its spot and examine it closely.
it’s about halfway full, containing a colorful collection of what appears to be origami stars. a string of yarn is wrapped around the base of the lid. it loops once again through a blank, hole-punched tag.
confused but still intrigued, you can’t help but admire the stars, a smile growing on your face. you shake the jar, watching as the intricate folds of paper jump around.
at the same time, your boyfriend walks into his room, and his eyes go straight to the object in your hands.
“rayne!” you beam. “what’s this?”
a small pout forms on the half-blonde’s face as he ambles towards you. “you weren’t supposed to see that.”
“why not?” you furrow your eyebrows.
“it’s not finished yet.” he answers, a hint of disappointment in his voice. rayne takes the jar out of your hands and places it back into its original spot in his closet.
“are you making them for someone?” you wonder, tilting your head to the side in curiosity.
“yeah. you.” rayne replies, dead serious.
you blink. “me?”
“that’s what i just said.”
“okay, smartass.” you roll your eyes, arms slipping around rayne’s body. “why though?”
“if i make one thousand of them, you’re supposed to be granted good luck and love.” your boyfriend answers, reciprocating your hug.
“you’re folding one thousand of those?!” you exclaim, jaw falling.
“the real goal is ten thousand, but one thousand is the starting goal.” the half-blonde shrugs like folding five digits worth of paper is normal.
you laugh in disbelief, in admiration, and in love. “you don’t need to do that. you could’ve made me one paper star, and that would’ve been enough for me.”
“but i want to though.” rayne’s eyes soften as he cups your cheek. his warmth buries itself in your skin. he presses a delicate kiss on your forehead. “you deserve more than one paper star. you deserve more than just paper stars. i would give you the whole sky if i could.”
your heart melts at his words. your instinct allows you to pull rayne in for a short but still electrifying kiss. “rayne ames, you are too good to me.” you grin like a little kid once you pull away.
“and i’ll be even better,” rayne swears. his gaze travels to the open closet. “but you have to stop going through my closet when i’m not around.”
“it’s cold!” you whine.
“there’s blankets on the couch.”
“your hoodies are better.” you stick out your tongue playfully, escaping your boyfriend’s grasp to remove one off the hanger.
“i let you get away with too many things.” rayne sighs, shaking his head.
“it’s because you love me.” you tease with a wink as you practically slip out with the hoodie now covering your upper body.
rayne grins, watching your retreating figure. “that i do.”
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A Date with Me
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Satoru Gojo x fem!reader
fluff; hot flirt
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"Just one date, come on." he begs, his honeyed voice dripping amusement and impatience as he follows you through the empty hallway. You can hear his chuckle echoing from behind, and you roll your eyes in reaction. "You won’t regret it. I promise."
"There‘s still a lot of work to do. We should not be late." you call out to him with a nonchalant tone in your voice. The noise of your black shoes ring in the large hallway, paired with his steps that pick up their pace all of a sudden.
He walks around you and stops right in front of you, causing you to almost bump into his tall figure. Looking up at him, you furrow your brows ever so slightly. He may be the strongest jujutsu sorcerer out there, but he is also a very good distraction for literally anyone around him. And this is not just because of his good looks.
The grin on his glossy lips does not fade as he glances down at you through his black blindfold. He does not say a thing for a minute, as if studying you and the irritation on your cute face.
"If I were to choose between work and a date with you," he pauses, his hand finding your chin to lift it gently, "I would definitely choose that date." Stepping even closer, he moves his leg to make it find its way between your legs. However, you step back. But the small step you take does not make any difference and causes your back to face a wall. You are still so close to him that you can sense his heat radiating from his body.
You can feel your entire face heating up, but you put the blame on the heat that is being caused by the summer sun today. A small sweat drop rolls down your temple, which you wipe away. Rolling your eyes, you snort at his statement and try to act as cool as you always do.
"You would choose literally anything over work." you state, seeming untouched by the proximity at first glance. But he knows exactly what impact he has on you. Because he knows you. More than anyone else ever could. You don‘t know if you should like that fact or not.
"No," he chuckles with a justifying tone, "that‘s not true."
Raising a brow, you step away, squeezing yourself away from him who kept you trapped against the wall with a close proximity. He laughs in reaction, watching you as you do so.
"Oh yeah?" you utter, your voice dripping skepticism, "And what is it that you would not choose over work?"
He parts his lips to speak, raising his index finger as if he‘s confident to prove you wrong. However, nothing comes out of his mouth and a small chuckle escapes your lips. He sighs defeatedly, but a small smile is still on his glossy lips.
"So, let‘s go now." you then order, turning around and walking away, "The students are waiting!"
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"Good bye, senseis! And please don‘t come too late next time!" you hear your student Yuji Itadori calling out to you two from behind, causing you to smile softly. You slightly shake your head, sliding your hands into the pockets of your trousers. "Oh and you should go on that date, Y/N!"
Your smile fades in an instant and you stop in your tracks, looking up at Satoru who has been walking next to you. He turns around and slows down, grinning at you with that smug grin of his.
"What? Cat got your tongue?" he snickers cheekily, turning around and proceeding to walk away from the training place. Rolling your eyes, you catch up to him with a little jog, until you walk right beside him again. Your gaze hits his face, and he feels that. But his eyes stay on the road, at least this is what you think they do. After all, his blindfold hides his eyes and what they look at. He could be looking at anything…
"Wanna know something about my six eyes?" he asks you, a smile tugging on his lips.
Your brow raises in curiosity. His question is random, but there was never a time where you were not interested in his abilities. So you nod, and he takes a deep breath before he proceeds to talk to you. You two walk a little slower now.
"My eyes have some kind of x-ray vision." he states, which startles you, "I can directly look through your clothes!" His hands raise, and he moves his head down so you can clearly see what he is looking at right now.
You gasp, and his teasing smirk makes this situation even worse. With one hand you try to cover your chest and with the other one you aim for a slap right into his face. However, his infinity makes it hard for you to hit his cheek.
The two of you stop walking, now just looking at each other while your hand still hovers over his soft looking cheek. He gazes at you with a grin on his lips, and no words are being exchanged.
"Don‘t worry, that was a joke." he chuckles, taking your wrist tenderly while leaning closer to you. He turns his infinity off to guide your hand towards his cheek. Your palm feels his soft skin and you gulp, your muscles relaxing. However, the irritation is still apparent on your face. "Though, I‘d love too see—"
"Shut up." you interrupt him with a firm breath, feeling how your cheeks heat up. He doesn‘t need much time to notice that cute blush on your face, and he admires it with all of his six eyes. Tilting his head in a playful way, he leans further into the touch of your palm.
"Y/N, stop being professional just for one second." he breaths softly, almost purring like a cat that relaxes due to your gentle touch. You gulp as he says your name so sensually, causing your heartbeat to increase drastically. "You know you want this."
Taking a deep breath, you let your eyes dart over his face before looking at his blindfold again, searching for his gaze.
"Want what?" you ask, almost in a challenging way at this point. However, your voice slightly shakes, and he takes notice of your entire nervousness. Even if he wouldn’t have his six eyes, he would still see how weak his charm makes you.
"You want to go on that date with me." he whispers, pulling you closer to him that your bodies almost touch, "You want to see me." His hands wander down to your waist, caressing every curve of your beautiful sides. Your hand stays on his cheek, while the other one finds its way on his shoulder. It‘s almost like an instinct that makes you do this.
"You want me to," he pauses, whispering into your ear, "touch you."
Your heart bumps against your chest, asking to jump out. It feels like you have stopped breathing because of what he‘s doing to you. And the things he says are damn true. You know that. But he is your colleague with whom you wanted to be professional with. However, Satoru Gojo is anything but professional, which makes it even harder for you to stay serious around him.
"Admit it." he purrs against your ear, his breath brushing the skin of your neck.
You gulp. "Fine—"
"Say it, Y/N." he interrupts you, his soft voice lacing seduction, "Say it."
You‘re not sure if anything that happens right now is alright, nor do you know if you will regret it later, but your heart tells you to give in. Listening to your heart is something you rarely do, but right now it feels so good to do so. It almost seems like your heart and your mind are agreeing on this, telling you to go on that date.
After all, you like him.
"Satoru," you hesitantly reply, your voice being just above a whisper, "I want to go on a date with you."
"A date with me, huh?" he chuckles softly, leaning back to look at your flushed face. His smile widens as you nod in reply, and he lets go off you, stepping back.
The teasing and cheeky expression on his face fades into a rather playful and relaxed one. He looks to the side, sliding his hands into the pockets of his black trousers.
"She said yes!" he calls out, and as you gaze into the direction he is looking, you notice your students hiding behind a bush. Nobara and Yuji cheer and raise their arms into the air, while Megumi just stands next to them, flashing the two of you a smile as he claps into his hands a few times.
You roll your eyes, your cheeks filling with a deep blush of embarrassment. Not only did you accept an invitation to a date with Satoru Gojo of all people, but now also your students know about all this.
You hope that this date is going to be good, at least.
He turns his head into your direction, flashing you an assuring smile. "Don‘t worry," he utters calmly, his voice sounding almost melodic and beautifully warm, "you will not regret this at all."
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hi-there-buddies · 1 day
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(Dbs spoilers)
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I love translators translating manga directly to English and NOT TRANSLATING THE FUCKING PUNCHLINE OF THE JOKE???
It was supposed to be this:
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It’s a play on words that only really works in Japanese, it’s the same exact reason Gohan was even named Gohan. They were talking about lunch and Gohan started laughing so they named him after lunch lol.
He didn’t forget she existed. Goku’s whole schtick is that he takes things at face value. It’s the same as the kissing thing. Goku wasn’t talking about kissing, he was talking about getting fed like a baby bird.
The translators seem to always misinterpret this and it’s getting annoying.
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