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ncfcatalyst · 6 months
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Resources for first-generation and minority students at New College
The New College 2022 Equity Report goes into detail on the school’s demographics and how it compares to other liberal arts or Florida institutions. It also outlines specific, practical action steps the school would complete “to increase Black and Hispanic enrollment as a percentage of our First Time in College (FTIC) cohorts over the next three years.”  A program already in place is the Barancik…
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earthtooz · 8 months
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in which: rin feels obligated to buy you gifts on his birthday,
warnings: FLUFF, suggestive at some parts so 16+, reader's gender isn't specified but reader wears dresses, rin's pockets are LOADED, rin and reader are adults, i pray he is in character.
a/n: happy birthday to the man i've dedicated my heart to. no matter how far i stray from you, it seems like it will never forget the beat of your drum. there might be another rin fic coming soon because this one was whipped up so quickly, if term permits, there shall be two rin birfday fics coming out bc he is special 2 me.
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“rin, what is all this?” 
sitting atop rin’s coffee table are a variety of gifts, laden with designer names that come in all kinds of packaging- boxes, bags, you name it, they were there. slipping out of your sneakers whilst rin places down your slippers, you’re speechless as you eye the pile of products, deducing that everything on that table combined was probably worth more than you.
turning your attention back to him, you somehow manner to stutter out a ‘happy birthday’ before embracing him tightly. he returns the favour, hugging you closer into his cashmere turtleneck where his subtle cologne fills your senses. in rin’s arm is where you feel most loved, so you cling to his warmth.
“how was your day?” you ask.
“fine, i was just waiting for you to get here.”
“i’m so sorry, hope i didn’t keep you waiting.” 
“no need to apologise,” he shrugs, “i don’t mind.”
stepping out of his embrace, you gesture to all of the designer items atop the table. “so, are those your birthday gifts or something? you got quite a lot of them.”
“uh no,” coughs the dark-haired as he bashfully looks away. “they’re for you.”
you look back at him like he’s grown three heads, eyes wide and mouth agape at his confession. “for- for me? me?”
“because i wanted to get something for you.”
“rin- no, i can’t possibly accept this, it’s your birthday! not mine!” you protest. “i’m supposed to get you something, not the other way around-”
the soccer player squeezes your hips gently as his eyes glisten with self doubt and insecurity; a sight you see often. you saw it on your first date with him, you see it in moments when he tells you he has to postpone a date, and you see it whenever his bedsheets pool around the two of you, hearts and bodies laid bare for the other. these are just few of the many moments you’d see it, but the dulling of his teal orbs as a slight frown pulls at his lips never fails to make your heart clench.
you're certain you know what he’s thinking, and this time he’s questioning whether or not what he’s gifted you is good enough. a preposterous thought for anyone that isn’t itoshi rin, because no matter what, there will always be strings of doubt pulling at his mind, fragile only at your mercy and ready to snap at any second to release a downpour. 
so, you put aside your guilt and grab his hands with yours. “thank you, rin,” you tell him, sincerely and wholeheartedly, “i was just shocked, but it really means a lot that you thought of me.”
“yeah?” light returns to his eyes.
“of course. i love everything about you, always treating me so well.”
he scoffs quietly, taking the cake box and bag from your hands to hide the flush on his face, the excuse of putting your things away for you a mere coverup. after all this time together, it seems like your words still have a spell over him. 
“take a seat on the couch, i’ll be back,” murmurs rin, disappearing into the kitchen. you abide by his command, tiptoeing around the coffee table with a suspicious glance before settling in the comfortable cushions. the athlete returns quickly, this time with two cups of water that he places down on separate tables that isn’t the coffee table.
instinctively, he grabs your legs and perches them atop his lap and you relax right into the way his thumb draws circles on your skin. 
“do- do you expect me to open all of them now?” you ask, slightly hypnotised by- well, everything. the gifts, your boyfriend, his touch on your leg.
“you don’t need to. i realise that there’s a lot,” he says, before reaching over for a certain bag. you momentarily glance at the name, brushing it aside as one you recognise before opening it and delicately pulling out what you discover is a dress. unfolding it, you cannot hold back a gasp over how beautiful it is. it’s in your favourite colour and a design you know to be quite flattering on you, and you're awfully comforted by just how well he knows your tastes.
“it’s so pretty!” you hug it against you, the fabric heavenly soft against your skin. “rin, i love it. so much”
a small smile appears on his lips. “i’m glad. there’s more i want you to open, though.”
he picks out a few more boxes, he scanning the variety before choosing the specific one he wanted. the following gifts consist of shoes and jewellery, and you realise that rin’s practically given you a full outfit. “you should wear this to dinner later,” he suggests innocently, as if this wasn’t all planned. 
although you’re weak to his wish, you continue to pick on him a little more. “you think so? it is quite nice, but i already brought a change of clothes. what a shame, i picked your favourite too.”
“y/n,” rin warns, voice lowering.
“i’m merely joking. anything for you, my love. would you like me to try it on?”
he nods eagerly and you laugh, bright and genuine before reaching forwards to seal a lingering kiss against his lips. you try not to melt into the way his fingers curl desperately around your waist, because from his unforgiving grip alone, you can already predict where the night is going. however, you faux ignorance before dancing away and leaving your boyfriend to sit in anticipation. 
you don’t want to keep him waiting too long, though, lest he barge into the room himself and ruin his own gift.
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bee-a-garbage-shipper · 5 months
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Bruce: *To Dick.* The absolute nerve, to come into my life. To make it better by your very existence. Effortlessly barging into the misery fortress it took me years to build. Shameful.
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little-pondhead · 1 year
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Okay so I know you said you don't want Jazz to have any major abilities like mind control, but what about a passive one? My idea is that she could actually subconsciously influence the feelings or restraint of the people around her. It could even be an ability she has at home that she just never noticed. Her parents have their own immunity to it thanks to all the ectoplasmic exposure, but it's helped a couple times with convincing teachers to look the other way for her brother. Clockwork tells her about it when they go to the DCU, so she has the perfect opportunity to practice using it consciously by causing riots via hundreds of people's misplaced aggression (which helps her get her own anger and stress out too).
Actually, that's a really good idea! Passive abilities in the DP characters could be fun to explore and possibly put a hitch in their plans if they have to work around it. I'm all for crack fics where one side is completely blindsided over and over again, but if someone wanted to make it a little more serious, factoring in possible passive abilities can lead to moments where the superheroes actually have a chance at catching/defeating Fenton and the others if they manage to find out about those abilities and use it to their advantage.
As you said, Jazz seems like the best candidate for this; she could be the force that gets the ball rolling. Because if Jazz has passive supernatural abilities, then what are the chances Danny and the others have some too? After all, they've been exposed to ectoplasm more than Jazz, and she was never tangled up with a ghost for a long time. (Right? It's been a while since I've watched the show. I don't think she was possessed for a super long time by a powerful ghost or anything.) Or maybe she developed that passive talent as a defense against the more powerful ghosts, and the others don't have that kind of ability at all.
Emotional manipulation is a scary ability, after all; maybe Clockwork allowed her to join Danny for the sake of refining her power.
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candy69gurl · 2 months
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Y/N is a sorcerer and Gojo's student Geto and Gojo are discussing something important while Y/N interrupts them.
Bad luck Y/N .. Well is it really 𝒃𝒂𝒅?
Warnings:
Threesome
Sensei kink
Manipulation
Explicit smut
Minor rape
Double penetration
BOKU NO STUDENT
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Your heart skips a bit when you think of interacting with your sensei. Sweat trickles down your forehead.You place a hand on your thumping heart.
You are always nervous when it comes to talking to him.
It's only been a few months since you met him but you find him quite attractive. He asked you to join jujutsu because you can see curses which you willingly did.
Like who has the audacity to say no to him..
Whenever he tries to talk and his lips part, whenever he stares at you through his blindfold and laughs childishly, whenever he compliments you ... It just turns you on so badly but you know Gojo will never see you in that sense so you try to ignore your feelings for him...
But deep down you know you want him ...
Let's do this Y/N.
You knock at the door.
"Sensei", you say slowly, "It's me Y/N".
The door opens and Gojo's face lights up. "HEY Y/N!", he says gesturing me to enter.
"No it's fine I-I just wanted to give this to you".
You hand him the bag containing Gojo's fav Kikufuku.
An unwanted blush appears on your face.
"Why did u bring this?", he asks you with a confused look.
"You don't like it ?", you ask back looking concerned.
"NOOOOOO I LOVE IT BUT I WAS JUST WONDERING WHY WOULD YOU BRING IT FOR ME...TODAY'S A SPECIAL DAY huh?" ,
"No it's just I was passing by the store and I thought about bringing some for you."
"So thoughtful of you Y/N", Gojo says as he looks through the bag you gave him "Smells wonderful!"
Your face heats up when you hear your name escaping your sensei's damn lips.
SHIT STOP THINKING ABOUT THIS RIGHT NOWWWW...
"I think I should get going", you flash a smile.
Just as you turn back to return, you feel a hand on your shoulder.
"No wait you would love to meet someone ", he says with cheeky grin on his face.
"Uhm who?", you ask peeking inside his home.
"Come in", he pushes the door further for you to enter.
You enter your sensei's home and then into the room where your eyes meet an unfamiliar pair of black eyes.
He is sitting on the middle couch. He is a tall, slim man with long black hair partially tied up behind his head while the rest drapes down his back. He has small black eyes and he is wearing a fairly large circular earring.
He smirks and looks down.
Gojo taps your shoulder and places the bag you gave him on the small table and you are brought back to reality. You look at him confused and speechless.
"I can't kill them----they are humans... I can't do this", you say .
Your hands start shaking as you clutch the knife more tightly.
"No, they are not...You know Y/N... Sometimes you need to choose what's right even if that leads to the loss of your loved ones", Gojo says looking at the sky.
"Huhhhh...I DON'T KNOW HOW TO EXPLAIN THIS TO YOU", you say as the curse approaches you.
"Look at me Y/N", Gojo says as you turn to look at him.
He unties his blindfold and you stare into his mesmerizing blue eyes. "Kill it", he says with a stern look pointing at the curse.
It is for the first time you are seeing his beautiful blue crystalline eyes...
You take a deep breath and insert all your curse energy into the knife and flung it at the curse.
Within a seconds it dies after getting hit by your knife.
You turn to Gojo who is clapping at your success.
"Congratulations Y/N, you did it", he says approaching you.
He puts his hand inside his pocket and gives something to you. It's a picture of him and a guy with black hair.
"Who's this sensei?", you ask looking at the picture.
"It's Geto my ex-best friend...We had to go our separate ways.."
"Why?"
"He is a bad person. He chose a path different from mine", he says walking past me smiling, "Come now we should go".
"WAAAAAAAAAAIT UPPPPPPP DONT LEAVE ME ALONE HERE", you say trying to catch up with him
"I kn-ow what you are thinking...But don't get me wrong", Gojo says
"But you said he is a bad person", you say that aloud which wins you a scuff from Geto.
"It's not nice to talk bad about people when you don't know about them", Geto says.
HIS VOICE IS SO SOOTHING.
"Yes Y/N, bad girl," Gojo says pouting like a baby.
You look at him with rage "stop humiliating me you lied to me", you whisper to him.
Gojo sighs and sits on the couch beside Geto. "Come sit Y/N", he says and you sit on the couch on the other side of Geto...
Geto's sharp eyes fall on you as if he is observing something.
Your attention falls on Gojo opening the bag...He takes a Kikufuki out and starts eating it, "So good. Oh btw Y/N meet Geto Suguru..and he is not a good man".
Bruh
"Gojo shut up you are worse than I am", Geto says snapping at Gojo.
You smile at their childishness.
"Just kidding haha and this is Y/N my favorite and lovely student. ", Gojo says.
WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT OMGGG EBAHARHJSHHS HE COMPLIMENTED MEEEEEEEE
You blush hard biting your lower lip and smile as you look down hiding your face from them.
"So respectful and obedient", he says in a lower tone.
Your pupil dilates. You can feel him smirking even if you are not looking at him.
"Y/N, tell me something", Geto suddenly speaks to you.
You raise your head and face him...
"Yes, sir"
Gojo almost chokes on his food.
"No call me Geto... Not 'sir'", he says with a grin as he asks for a kikufuku from Gojo ..Gojo gives him one and Geto passes it to you...
"Okay, Geto thank you".
He winks at you and asks for other kikufuku from Gojo without moving his eyeballs which are fixed on you.
"OKAY SO WHAT YOU WERE GOING TO ASK HER?", Gojo says after finishing all the kikufuku . His playful tone offsetting the unbearably tense atmosphere between you and Geto...
"So tell me Y/N...",Geto interjected before Satoru could say anything more, staring you down with a gaze that made your skin crawl.
You hum in reply.
"YOU RESPECT THIS MORON?", Geto suddenly bursts out laughing.
"huh-?", You give him a ;-; look
"He does not even deserve to be called sensei", Geto says wiping his tears as he laughs hard.
"SHUT UP GETOO...She is a good girl... WAIT YOU ARE JEALOUS", Gojo says casually.
Under most circumstances, you could keep your cool. But, right now, it is like your body isnt cooperating. Your feel too unsteady, your cheeks hot, your stomach knots up.
"She does not know stuff about you... Does she?", Geto threatens...
Stuffs about Gojo?
"Soooo... Y/N", Gojo says ,"We were planning something before you arrived"...
Geto looks at Gojo and Gojo rises from his sit...
"So Y/N as u r my most trusted student, I should tell you this..", Gojo says with a serious face.
"Tell me what?"
"Geto shall I say her?", Gojo winks at Geto.
WTF WHY THE WINK
"You sure she is trustworthy?", Geto replies...
"Yup trustworthy and cute", Gojo replies and winks at you...
WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF DID HE JUST SAY?
You could not believe yourself. You are unable to say anything.
Geto says, "So ... We shall be going on a secret mission... Actually we want to ruin you"
"yuga- I meant a curse .. CURSE", Geto says rectifying himself
"Shut up Geto lemme tell her.. Can't even speak in the right way...Tsh", Gojo says annoyed..."So Y/N .. Yea he can't speak well don't mind him...He is an idiot .. Let me tell you...We shall be conducting a secret mission and we need a strong girl... I think you are perfect for the task."
"REALLY MEEE??????????????", You yell in excitement.
Miwa will be so jealous of me...I know she likes sensei too but I m going to spend more time with him and remain his favorite yeyyyy...
"Yup you", he says coming closer to you.
"You sure about that Gojo? I don't think she can... The work requires lot of courage", Geto says tilting his head to his side and observing your body...
"Y/N, You can do it right?", Gojo says as he stands next to you and puts a hand on your shoulder.
You look up at Gojo. He has already removed his blindfold. His hypnotising blue eyes forcing you to answer in affirmative.
"I-think I-
You can do it Y/N
I can do it sensei", you say as you lift your chin to face Gojo who is now looking at you with a cheesy smile.
"She says she can," Gojo says looking at Geto.
"I need proof", Geto says in reply.
"You will prove it to Geto right?", Gojo says bending towards you "Y/N", you could feel his hot breath touching your neck.
Nerve pulsating at the back of your throat still you manage to speak, "What do I have to do sensei to prove myself?"
"Well follow me", he says leading you to his bedroom?
Geto follows us.
Reaching there, you look at Gojo confused...
Gojo sits on his bed and asks you to sit beside him.
You do as he says and Geto sits beside you...
Too close
"So now?", you ask pouting your lips.
"Gojo I think it's time", Geto speaks suddenly.
TW⚠
"Time for what?" you ask concerned facing Geto.
"Nothing. Look at me Y/N", Gojo says looking at you and taking your hand in his...You immediately take your hand away... Even if u like his touch, you are scared...
"Are you afraid?" Gojo asks
Im not, you say, the words coming out slightly too fast to sound completely genuine.
We have no intention of hurting you, Geto says as he brushes some strands of your hair aside which were falling on your face.
Im not scared, you bite out, the falsehood ringing hollow even to you
Theres no reason to be ashamed or afraid, Suguru says you.
His soft, light tone of voice assures you that there is no danger.
Geto smiles, warm and sweet and unnerving.
Satoru throws an arm around you, making you gasp and jump
Sensei has cold hands.
His intense stare is making you wet down there...
"Gojo I should go-", you stand up on shaky legs, having every intention of getting out of here, of running away as fast as you could.
You just want to get away from them today.
"Wait , Satoru says, as he grabs you by your wrist making you sit on the bed as before.
"You just called me Gojo instead of sensei..."
SHIT DID I JUST SAY GOJO INSTEAD OF SENSEI FUCK FUCK FUCK
"Don't worry you can call me that", Gojo says taking your hand in his, "You can call me anything you want".
IS THIS A DREEEEEEEEEEEEAM?
"Gojo~", Geto says in a baby voice...
"So yes as I was saying we need a strong girl and you are perfect for the task and we need teamwork and-?"
"Okay", you say "and?"
You feel Geto shift towards you but you are more interested in what Gojo is going to say...
"Mmhmm you need to prove you can cooperate with us", he says biting his lower lips.
"And how shall I prove that to you", You say.
"Just listen to what we say", Gojo says, "So promise us you will be a good girl and listen to what we say"
"Yess..", you say reluctantly.
"yes but first look at me " Geto grabs your other hand.
You face him and Gojo grabs your waist , pulls you towards him tugging you down onto his lap. When you yelp and struggle, his arms only tightens, keeping you pinned against him.
"Wait why do-", you try to say something but Geto puts his finger on your lips.
"Shh", he says.
"You need to cooperate? Remember your promise dear?", Gojo says near your ear. His hot breath touches your bare skin.
All you can smell is his cologne, all you can feel is the solid strength of his body.
HOLY SHIT I CAN'T BREATHE WTF
"Look at me Y/N show me what you can do", Gojo says lifting your chin...
"I can't understand yall", u gently push Gojo's hand away from your skin but he remains unaffected.
"Y/N, show Geto how obedient and trustworthy you are", Gojo says putting his head on your shoulder
Geto starts caressing your arms in a way of comforting you.
"Like how?"
"You need to give a test", Geto says as he stands up and leaves the room leaving you and Gojo alone in the room.
You look at Gojo who is smirking while watching Geto leave.
You try to stand up but Gojo pulls you back.
"No Y/N", he says with a stern voice," You can't leave now".
"but-",
as you were going to say something you see Geto is back with a blindfold and ice??
Why is that needed?
"You see that Y/N..That's how we are gonna test you".
You still don't understand their objectives so you just keep quiet.
"Open your mouth Y/N", Geto says as he picks up the ice on his right hand and waits for you to open your mouth.
You look at Gojo...
"You have to obey us Y/N...If you want to be a part of the mission", Gojo says...
You nod and reluctantly open your mouth...
Gojo wraps his hands around your waist and you keep your hands on them...
His touch is making me crazy STOP STOP PLSSSSS
As much as you want it to stop, you want don't want to ruin this golden opportunity being offered to you.
Geto puts a cube of ice inside your mouth and then another.
"Don't swallow them neither you can eat them, understood?."
You simply nod and squeeze your eyes shut as you feel Geto putting the blindfold on you...
"Mmhngm" you try protesting but you have the ice swirling around your tongue.
"You have to SHOW us how good you are, okay princess? Answer our questions... That's your test", Gojo says as he starts nibbling your ear.
Is my mind going blank?
You try to melt the ice cubes using the heat of your saliva as fast as you can...
You feel a hand on your thigh but you can't make out whose hand that is...
You whimper as the hand reaches your sex. You try to push them away but someone's hands stopped yours...
The ice cubes are so hard to melt...
It is a cold day so it is taking a long... Your mouth is aching...Even in this situation, you are getting turned on...
You feel someone pushing the fabric of your skirt up and spreading your legs a little more with a strength you cant possibly fight... His long fingers hook beneath the hem of your panties.
You bang your head on Gojo's chest trying to tell him that don't want this...
"I don't want this please"
I don't want this still I'm getting wet...
"Sweetheart you agreed to us right?"
You nod cursing yourself for agreeing with them...
You let your panties slip down.
Without the barrier, hands readjust your thighs wider, using his thumbs to separate your labia and expose you to his eyes entirely.
The loss of control, allowing them that level of dominion over your body is distressing. Your heart hammer against your ribs.
A hand starts massaging your clit in circles.
Is that Geto?
"Mnsshg mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm", You loudly hum.
The atmosphere is so quiet...The only sound you can hear is your pounding heart...
A sudden movement makes you flinch... Your top is pulled off and someone grabs your breasts softly and Gojo cooes near your ears.
Slowly they takes of your bra too.
The ice cubes were about to melt. You wanted to break them using your teeth but then you remember you need to maintain your obedience at all costs.
"She is so wet", Geto says.
Gojo groans...
You feel his fingertips grazing your nipple area...Gojo's cold hands are making your nipples painfully erect...
Just as the ice cubes are about to melt, your legs were pulled apart and probably Geto's breath starts hitting your wet area.
Geto lightly blows against your hole and you can feel you are clenching hard around nothing.
Gojo moans making you realize you are pressed up against his erection.
Please no, please.
You arch back as his fingertips graze your clit and he puts a sloppy kiss on your inner thigh.
He starts licking your thighs, then slowly he reaches your clit and starts moving his tongue on your clit around your sensitive bud.
Yes, the ice cubes melted...
You swallowed the cold drops of the remaining water and open your throat to finally say something...
"Please don't do this. AAh"
"We will do this Y/N... It's a part of our deal remember?"
"No there was no deal like th-"
Geto starts licking you harder and a small moan escapes your lips. You try to push Geto's head away but Gojo takes your hand and puts your index finger in his mouth.
"No sensei please", you struggle between the two big men...You shut your eyes.
Fuck this is so embarrassing...Why did I end up like this??!
Your abdomen starts shaking as you feel yourself near your edge... You unconsciously move your hips to create more friction but Geto holds your thighs and keeps you in position.
Meanwhile, Gojo plays with your right nipple and sucks on your fingers...
Your toes curl and you feel you are about to cum.
Suddenly Geto stops and you feel empty clenching around nothing.
You sigh in relief thinking it's over...
"You think we are done yet? It's just the beginning", Geto says with a smirk on his face.
Gojo chuckles and brings his face closer to yours... You feel as if your breath is cuddling with his...
He kisses you and you moan in Gojo's mouth.
Gojo's mouth is hot and yours is cold because of the ice cubes. His tongue moves in a rhythm and at a fast pace so fast that you are unable to keep up it.
He puts his hand on your head and pulls you closer...
He slows down his pace.
Geto on the other hand is busy finding your sweet spot. Geto sinks two long fingers into you, uncaring that two was a bit much to start with when his hands were so much larger than yours, uncaring of the filthy squelch as he drives them deep.
"So tight. Squeezing my fingers so good", Geto says in a husky voice.
All you can manage are soft puffing sort of moans, lower sounds of distress when he is being too rough. Suguru clearly isnt worried about being considerate, not worried that you are virgin , not even about the aching stretch or the cruelty of how deep he is going.
You try to struggle due to the pain.
Just relax a little, hm? Ill make it better, Suguru tells you, his long fingers curling against your g-spot.
Gojo's grip tightens and you feel something hard twitch near your ass.
Geto inserts another finger and you mistakenly bite Gojo's tongue.
Gojo breaks the kiss and you receive a hard slap on your face...
"Bad girl Y/N", Gojo says.
Tears sting at the corner of your eyes...
Gojo starts leaving hickies along your neck, sucking and licking and nipping at the skin.
Gojo pulls you closer and you rest your head on Gojo's chest with your ass up... Only your knees are supporting you... Your hands are being held tightly on your back...
I don't want this but why does my body want it...
You don't want it but your body is honest... You are squeezing Geto's digits and your body craves for more...
Geto keeps on fucking you harshly with his three fingers...
You scream against Gojo's bare chest...
"Geto she is a virgin be gentle with her", Gojo says in a serious voice...
HOW DOES HE KNOWW
"Look who's saying", Geto says mocking him.
Geto reduces his pace...
You can't any longer stop yourself from cumming as you spread all your juices on Geto's fingers.
"WHO TOLD YOU TO CUM BITCH", Geto says smacking you.
"GETO", Gojo warns, "be nice to her".
"I m sorry", you say... Tears no longer listen to you as they start pouring in...
Gojo starts choking you gently and puts his mouth on your neck...
You tilt your head towards him as you feel a tingling sensation.
"Gojo I think she is ready for it", Geto says moving away from you.
"Ready for what?", you ask.
"Ready for the real exam baby", Gojo whispers near your neck.
You freeze.
What more they will do to me? Isn't this enough?
"I-i m tired Gojo sen-sei", you say in a low voice.
"Tired already? I told you Gojo, she is not cut out for the work", Geto says.
"Are you gonna prove my words all lie Y/N?", Gojo says as his grip tightens right your neck.
You shake your head to deny it.
"Aren't you my good girl who listens to me always? I always care for you right?", Gojo says.
This man knows how to play with my fucking emotions...
You nod and at last give in your body to them...
"That's my good baby," he says.
Gojo puts you aside and rises from the bed. You don't feel Geto's presence anymore.
Phew
You feel somebody grab your ass...
Prolly Gojo
The bed squeaks under pressure and a warm hand pulls you gently by your arm and makes you sit up.
Who's this now?
He strokes your back trying to relax you.
You try to inspect the place you are sitting on.
You grab something hard under your ass
"Aah"
You hear Gojo's moan.
Fuck embarrassing....
Gojo lifts you by your hips and your hands lay on Gojo's chest to balance yourself...
You hear them say something in a low voice but your brain is unable to focus on what's going on.
You feel someone teasing your entrance with something.
It's Gojo.
Gojo spreads your legs further and pushes you down further trying to insert the hard thing inside your vagina...
"First question...You are liking it right?", Gojo asks.
"NOO", you reply immediately.
You feel the thing entering you more. It's hard and thick.
You hiss in pain.
"Relax we are not gonna kill you... We are testing and preparing you, right Geto?", Gojo's voice echoes.
"Hmmm do it Gojo", Geto speaks.
"Do wha-"
You feel the thing entering you more.
Your legs twitch in pain.
"You are so wet yet you say you are not liking it huh", Gojo says mocking you.
A hand grabs your hair and pulls you in front...Your nose hits someone's hard abs.
Prolly Geto.
He holds your chin and pries your mouth open with force. He pushes your head down putting something inside your mouth.
"Suck it nice hah", Gojo orders.
"Second question...Whose dick are you sucking huh?", Geto says.
Dickkk??
You try to open your blindfold but a sudden thrust makes you scream making it easier for Geto to fill up your whole mouth with his dick...
Drools and tears fall from your face.
He pulls the dick out.
"Who's dick do you think you are choking on?", Geto asks.
"Mmnsf", you try to reply gagging.
What? Baby", Geto says.
Geto pulls out his dick from your mouth...
"Ssensei", you say trying to catch your breath...
A hard slap falls on your ass and one more on your cheeks.
"Wrong answer", Geto says as he caresses the place he slapped you...
Your lips twitch and you mutter sorry under your breath.
The hard thing inside you twitch...
"You should be thanking me, Y/N... You are no longer a virgin", Gojo says...
Gojo took my freaking virginity??????????? WHY DID HE DO IT?
"Please open my blindfold, please" you beg.
"Fine be a good girl will you?", Geto says patting your head.
"Mhnm please"
Your blindfold is slowly removed.
You adjust your eyes. You see Gojo's dick is inside you and Geto's dick is hard, his cock curving upward and the tip flushed red, glistening with a pearly bead of precum, waiting for you to open your mouth again.
Fuck no...
Your mouth wides open on seeing how big Geto's dick is.
Geto frees his tied hair and speaks," You like it huh? Opening your mouth to suck it further, huh?
You look down at Gojo. His face is red and he is looking at you with half-lidded eyes.
"I know you are liking this baby", Gojo says.
He pushes you up and again puts you down on his dick.
You moan louder.
Geto grabs a handful of your hair and forces his dick in ur mouth impatiently
Gojo keeps on thrusting inside you at a slow pace. Geto on the other hand fucks your mouth harshly.
You whimper in pain...You look painfully at Geto as he fucks your mouth roughly...
"GETO", Gojo looks at him with a serious face.
Geto's pace decreases.
Gojo grunts at your tightness. You are going to cum again. Your hands tighten on Gojo's chest. Geto closes his eyes while cursing under his breath.
"Not so fast baby", Gojo says as his dick leaves your pussy.
Geto keeps on fucking your throat.
It is becoming unbearable for you to breathe moreover your mouth is aching.
Geto pulls his dick out of your mouth.
Gojo starts massaging your butthole with his cold fingers and his mouth is on your tits... Gojo takes his dick out of you...
"Sensei please", you beg to look at Gojo with tearful eyes...
"Please what?", he says.
"Please do it", you say in a low voice.
"Do what?", Gojo replies.
"Make me cum", you say almost inaudibly.
"Loud and beg for it", Gojo says.
"PLEASE SENSEI MAKE ME CUM I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE", you say... Eyes squeezed close letting the tears fall from your cheeks.
"You wanna make a mess, hmm. Go on, cum. Give us a show.
"You are impressive Y/N..I like it when you beg...hmm", Geto says lifting your chin and thrusting his tongue inside your mouth. He wipes the tears off your face using his left hand and he plays with his dick with another hand...
Gojo puts his dick in you again , his one lubed finger enters your ass then another...
You moan against Geto's lips.
Geto smiles against your lips.
"You can't wait to get another hole to be filled up yea?", Geto says in a husky voice.
Gojo puts the third finger inside your ass...
You don't reply as you close your eyes and feel Gojo's dick in you pleasuring your deepest spots.
"I will take it as a yes", Geto says as he goes up to your ass.
"No wait I don't know whether I can take both of yall's together", you say protesting.
"You can dear I know you can. You are such a good girl always listening to her sensei's words. I love you Y/N. Such a good girl taking my cock so well", Gojo says.
DID HE JUST SAY HE LOVES ME...
You smash your lips with Gojo's unable to control your happiness.
Geto caresses your ass .
"Sen-sei", you say breaking your kiss.
"Yes baby", Gojo says in reply closing his eyes in pleasure while he thrusts inside you.
"I love you too", you say.
"What about me Y/N? Don't forget about me...I love you too", Geto says while teasing your butthole.
"I love you too Geto", you say unconsciously.
WHY I AM SAYING THESE...
Geto inserts his tip in your ass and Gojo pulls you for a kiss.
You moan inside Gojo's mouth while Geto's dick enters your ass.
You are now in between Geto and Gojo squeezing you with their chests.
Geto puts his hands on either side near Gojo's head.
You put your hand on Gojo's chest and Gojo holds your tits.
You are now at your limit...
You scream as you cum on Gojo's dick.
"I am gonna cum too...Inside you Y/N...Can I?,", Gojo says.
"YES PLEASE INSIDE ME, MMMM", you yell as Gojo bites your nipple and plays with the other one...
"You want my babies so bad huh?", Gojo taunts.
You nod unable to think straight as they rob your ability to think.
"So tight squeezing my dick so good. I can't hold any longer", Geto says.
After a few thrusts they both cum inside you.
Your brain is unable to process anymore as they lay you down in bed...
They both pull their dicks out...Cum oozing out from both of your holes.
"Such a poor girl", Geto says.
"Let her rest..Look at him... So cute and happy", Gojo says cooing at you.
"Stupid, don't forget to buy her birth control pills", Geto says, cleaning himself...
"Why the fuck? Are you jealous of the fact that she is gonna carry my baby? Besides she wants my kids too", Gojo says defending himself...
"Shut yo ass up .. Just do what I say"
"Fine phew".
"Nice show huh", you hear another familiar voice and you open your eyes at once...You turn your head with all your strength left in your body in the direction of that known voice...
Nanami.
I never noticed him in the room.
You blackout soon with a smile of satisfaction on your face...
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mooseonahunt · 10 months
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Ashley posting (ft. Saddler and Serennedy)
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Ashley’s handle comes from this post. I thought it would be funny if she never changed it back to her original handle.
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whos-hotter-jjba · 14 days
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Preliminary Match - Pick your Favorite Kujo Jotaro
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Hogwarts is in Scotland, therefore the Scottish (and Irish and Welsh students), by virtue of “bonded through English oppression” most definitely say “oy, these bloody English” whenever an English classmate gets the answer to a question wrong. Minerva McGongall, proud highlands woman, tacitly pretends not to hear. This is all well and good, until one day Harry (who is technically English-raised via geography but is also a proud desi boy with absolutely zero reason to like the English) accidentally lets slip in snape’s class “oy, these bloody English” after Snape says something particularly mean to Neville. Snape loses his shit. So does the class. It becomes another iconic “no need to call me sir, professor” Harry moment
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punkeropercyjackson · 4 months
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Thinking every character would be into older men is a weird ass assumption to make actually,especially when the characters in question aren't even adults
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lizardkingeliot · 10 months
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everyone at brakebills watching the same 6 people summon monsters from other worlds and kill god and break magic and nearly start the apocalypse 80 times in a row while the rest of them are simply trying to get an education and learn to make fire with their hands
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Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva
PART 11
〚FIRST〛〚PREV〛〚NEXT〛
Disclaimer: This is a fan-translation for the Japan-exclusive novellisation of the movie Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva. The original novel was written by Aya Matsui under the supervision of Akihiro Hino, and belongs to Level-5.
This translation only aims to be a pleasant read for non-Japanese fans, nothing more: I made a few deliberate changes while translating in order to get the writing style closer to what is usually found in English fanfictions, as the Japanese storytelling can sometimes be different than what we are used to.
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* The Island of Ambrosia
How long had we been on the lifeboat?
It felt like such a long time that I began to wonder if the explosion on the Crown Petone had even occurred.
Was it real? Or had it been a dream that all twelve of us here had seen at the same time?
There were only twelve of us left. First there were me, the professor, Janice, Mr Whistler, the seven-year-old Melina, Amelie, who was said to be a British chess champion as well as a high school student, and Mr Brock with his iconic backpack…
And then, there were the people who had taken the other lifeboat: the former captain O’Donnell; Mr Bargland, who looked in such good health, it was hard to believe that he only had six months left to live; there was the gorgeous Mrs Raidley, and another woman, Miss Annie Dretche, who wrote mystery novels…
And finally, believe it or not, there was Mr Starbuck, the former footballer from the national team who was known as the ‘Legendary Left Leg.’ Any member of the national team was a star among stars in the whole United Kingdom, but Mr Starbuck could not bear talking, or even hearing about his past carreer.
Annie secretly told me why: his ‘Legendary Left Leg’ was tattered with scars from the surgery he had received after an injury… and because of it, he could no longer play football. He had an unwavering determination to play football once more, and this was why he was trying to obtain eternal life.
I had woken up in the lifeboat during the early hours of dawn, and Annie, riding on the other lifeboat next to ours, had been the only other person awake. With nothing better to do, we had spent the time chatting.
By that point, the boats had slowed down, and were now leisurely headed towards the island that had appeared in the distance.
I was hungry and thirsty, but still had enough energy left to talk. So Annie also told me this: Mr Bargland was the president of a giant trading company, the ‘World Fleet’ corporation, and Mrs Raidley was the widow of a billionaire as well as a queen of high society. This lady had said that she was participating in this puzzle-solving game for the sake of making her beauty shine forever…
“I am quite partial to gossip magazines,” Annie concluded, winking at me with a mischievous smile.
Annie herself was a mystery writer, and fairly well-known in the United Kingdom; even I knew that any mystery written by Annie Dretche would always be number one in the sales charts upon release. My mum was a big fan of her works.
“Annie, the first film I ever watched was ‘Murder on the Thames.’ I saw it with my mum in a small cinema in Misthallery.”
I had been kept on the edge of my seat from start to finish, wondering how the protagonist would be able to solve the perfect crime in the River Thames. When I told her, she flashed a very happy smile.
“I think it’s a pretty good mystery, if I do say so myself.”
But then she fell silent. She looked in the distance and murmured:
“Luke, if I could have eternal life, what do you think I would do?”
“Huh? Um, I don’t know…”
It did not immediately occur to me.
“I am going to keep writing masterful mysteries, forever. I believe I can.”
As she said this, her eyes were sparkling against the horizon. I wondered… How old was she?
Definitely younger than Captain O’Donnell. About as old as Mr Bargland and Mr Whistler…
And yet, I thought that in this very moment… she was thinking about death.
Maybe she had too much talent, and not enough time, to live a normal life. There were so many different reasons for people to wish for eternal life…
With this in mind, I too continued to stare silently at the horizon.
We arrived on the island together.
Mr Bargland looked around cautiously. “What on Earth is this island…”
“At first glance, it seems to be uninhabited…” Captain O’Donnell mused.
At that moment, Mr Brock began to dash off. As he was running, he was muttering in excitement:
“Impossible! Could it be? Finally…?”
At the end of his course, he hugged a rock and exclaimed:
“There’s no doubt about it… This is Ambrosia!”
Ambrosia!? I was not the only one to be astonished.
“Ambrosia, you say?”
“Or should I say, this is where Ambrosia used to be…”
For the very first time since I met him, Mr Brock lowered his backpack and pulled something out of it with great care. It was a scrapbook, and it seemed to be an extremely important one to him.
“This is a scrapbook dedicated to the immortal kingdom of Ambrosia, which I, Marco Brock, amateur historian, cobbled together in my spare time from work!”
“It’s so thick…”
“So you’re a History geek…”
Mr Starbuck and Mrs Raidley were both taken aback, but Mr Brock was so engrossed in turning the pages that he didn’t seem to have heard their voices at all. Instead, he soon took out a sheet of paper from one of the pages and aligned it close to the rock he was facing.
“Just look at this! It’s the same crest!”
He was holding a drawing of the incomplete coat of arms. And indeed, there was something carved into the rock that seemed to have the same symbols.
The professor walked up to him and gazed at the crest.
“Indeed, this looks like the coat of arms of Ambrosia. I have seen it before in Dr Schrader’s study.”
Mr Brock’s voice was trembling with excitement and emotion.
“See? It’s here! I finally got my wish!”
Captain O’Donnell was also deeply moved. He looked around the island once more, this time with a completely new expression.
“I never thought I would be able to set foot here in my lifetime… But I see now. This is Ambrosia…”
Mr Bargland’s eyes squinted… then sparkled.
“So the elixir of immortality is hidden somewhere on this island?”
At these words, everybody came still, as if frozen in place. After all, they had just realised… This had been our intended destination all along.
It was then that Mrs Raidley’s voice rang out. “Wait, look over there!”
I followed her gaze, and saw that a table was set up under a tree on the beach. Food and drinks were laid out, ready for a meal.
“Food…”
“And wine, too…”
Mr Starbuck and Mrs Raidley both voiced their excitement, walking up to the table. We all followed suit.
A message written on a small card that had been placed between the rows of treats caught my eye.
“To all participants in the game…” I read out loud.
“Thank goodness… I was so thirsty.”
“Is this a reward for solving those puzzles?”
Everyone competed for a chair, rushing to eat. Ms Bargland was the first to pick up the wine, and he eagerly began to pour it into a glass.
“Or perhaps… Could this be a new puzzle?”
At Amelia’s words, everybody stopped their hands. Mr Bargland’s wine gurgled and overflowed from his glass.
But then, Melina reached for a plate of fruit and… began to eat, carefree. I had never seen this type of fruit before, I wondered if it could be native to this island… Regardless, that was what she was eating. I couldn’t take it any longer…
“…Well, who cares, I’m eating!”
We all took Mr Bargland’s words as permission to eat. We were simply too hungry.
They say that hunger makes the greatest kind of seasoning, and indeed, never had I ever had such a delicious meal.
“Oh, it’s so good!”
“Really…”
Janice smiled, as she tasted the same fruit that Melina had picked earlier. The professor too closed his eyes when I grabbed a handful of food. Usually, he would casually say something like, “A gentleman should always watch his manners, Luke.” But it seemed like today, he would let it slide.
After the meal, I went on a stroll along the beach. My stomach was full, I was happy, and I just… well, I kind of wanted to be alone, away from everyone.
I found many beautiful shells on the beach. And there was no one to pick them up, on this desert island… Well, I could afford to keep one or two.
I could hear Janice’s voice in the distance. She was enjoying a chat with the professor.
“This all feels like a dream… The game, this island… and eating outside like this, with the great Professor Layton, looking at the sea side by side…”
“The part about eating outside… would be quite normal for the archaeological survey class.” Somehow, it sounded like the professor had been saying this as if he were actually asking a question.
“Ruins and beaches are two different things,” Janice replied with a shrug. “But I suppose that ruins are more romantic to you.”
This reminded me of the fact that she used to take classes with him when she was a student. That was years before I met him… She probably had many memories of her school days that she remembered fondly. She probably missed those times by his side.
This suddenly made me feel… very lonely.
I decided to walk away so I wouldn’t hear their conversation anymore. Melina was picking up shellfish too, just a bit further. When looking at her like this, she seemed to be even younger than just seven years old. Did this child really say that she had eternal life…?
I walked up to her and tried to offer the shell I had picked up earlier, but she wouldn’t even look at me.
I pressed the shell to my ear and crouched down beside her, before saying:
“If you do this, you can hear the sound of the waves.”
Melina remained silent.
“Well, that’s what I’ve been told, but… I was never able to hear them properly.” This was an honest confession.
“…I hear them,” she muttered.
Her words surprised me. “Really?”
She brought a shell to her ear and began to sing.
Hm-hm-hm-hm… Hm-hm-hm-hm… Hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm-hm…
The melody was somewhat melancholic, but very beautiful.
I sighed. “That’s a pretty song.”
“…The sea taught me.”
“The sea?”
Did she really hear the song just now, coming out of the shell?
I was about to ask, but the howling of a beast was heard from somewhere.
I looked around in all directions with a start. Just this instant, this had been the sound of a ferocious, cruel… yes. The voice of a wolf.
“Did you just hear…?”
When I turned my head back to her, Melina was gone. I looked around, but she was nowhere to be seen.
I ran up to Mr Whistler, shouting in panic: “Mr Whistler, Melina’s disappeared! She was right here a second ago…”
He did not bat an eye. “She must have gone off to play elsewhere.”
‘Elsewhere’…? He was so careless!
“What is that look for? She will come back.”
I wanted to object, but suddenly… I heard that voice again.
“Ladies and gentlemen, your little break is about to end.”
At the same time, a pack of wolves darted out of the bushes behind me.
“P-Professor! Wolves!”
Mrs Raidley screamed. When the man’s voice rang out again, it was as if he could see how upset and scared we were; and it was tinged with a sinister laugh.
“Now, shall you all be the wolves’ dessert next?”
“R-r-run!”
Everyone else ran as fast as they could, and they did not need Captain O’Donnell to do it. But I stayed behind. The wolves growled and slowly came closer, and closer…
That was when I was struck by a flash of inspiration. If I could try talking to them… I could talk to animals, after all.
People would sometimes ask me how I could have this ‘magical power,’ as they say… but I have been able to talk naturally with the neighbourhood dogs and cats for as long as I can remember. So when they would ask me how… I don’t really know myself. I will simply talk to them when I need to, because I can.
And in that moment, I really needed to.
I jumped in front of the wolves to protect Janice, and started talking to them.
“Grr… Gruh! Garuh! Grruh…”
In proper English… “We’re not doing anything hurtful!”
The wolves replied…
“Gahooo…”
What? Funny?
I had no idea what they were talking about. Usually, I would know for sure…?
“Professor, this isn’t right! They don’t understand me!”
“Someone must be manipulating them.”
As he said this, the professor threw sand at the wolf that tried to attack him. This scared off the pack for a small moment.
“Janice, Luke, we have to go!”
All three of us set off at full speed towards the forest, catching up with the others.
“I, I can’t, run anymore…!”
Annie sounded like she was in pain.
“…Yet you’re running anyway,” Mr Bargland huffed with disdain. “You’re stubborn, old lady.”
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Student x Teacher ships in bnha have overtaken my brain in regards to ships for that show.
Deku x Aizawa the classic problem child and the teacher who grew too attached.
Shinsou x Aizawa has the protégé dynamic.
Deku x Yamada has such wildcard energy and would enable each other.
Jirou x Yamada would bond over punk rock and find themselves closer than what's accepted.
Yaoyorozu x Aizawa naturally clicking due to their calm and logical demeanor while contrasting between their gentle vs strict approach.
And Yaoyorozu x Kayama would quickly spiral into something more due to frequent discussions about sexuality, hero costume regulations, and self image.
The idea of a student and teacher falling for each other. The teacher trying desperately to block it out, and shut it down. But god damn they have fallen too deep. And the student is full of hormones, emotions, and desire. They don't care how wrong it is, they want this so bad. They can tell the teacher feels the same way, and desperate, they pressure their teacher into giving in until the teacher can't resist their own desire.
And then because it's illegal, and would cost the teacher their job and license as both a hero and teacher, they have to keep the relationship a secret. Awkward glances that last a little too long in class. Trying to sneak quick hugs and kisses where the cameras won't see them. Meeting up outside of school in places no one would recognize them. And the student trying to sneak into the teacher's dorm room so they can fuck.
Both of them paranoid on whether or not Nezu knows and just hasn't said anything. Aware that very rarely does anything ever escape the principal's keen deduction.
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whos-hotter-jjba · 2 months
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Jotaro time!
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lem0nademouth · 23 days
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canary mission has its problems but the irony isn’t lost on me that people on that site are listed with like “this person has repeatedly praised Hitler and advocated for the genocide of Jews and committed a hate crime” with an abundance of evidence and then reverse canary mission is like “TAIKA WAITITI SAID KILLING JEWS IS BAD THEREFORE HE IS ADVOCATING GENOCIDE” like one of these things is not like the other
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