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luthienne · 11 months
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Would you ask him out if you were to see him on the streets now?
i am now very much devoted to another <3 an endlessly kind & patient & whimsical person i never could have imagined back in the era of my tragically unrequited love. someone around whom i can be wholly & unreservedly myself, who makes even the most mundane or difficult of tasks seem worth doing if i can do them with him <3
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lunarhanaa · 11 months
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badolmen · 9 months
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I really feel like some of you genuinely think that if all billionaires died tomorrow the world would magically be a better place. Their wealth doesn’t come with a will ensuring it’s redistributed fairly across the planet - it goes to their kin or organizations of their choice. The systems that allowed such vile people to maintain their status will still exist. 4 dead billionaires isn’t this victory you think it is - there’s 4 new billionaires inheriting their wealth and status. Killing every billionaire would just shuffle the pieces and players, it wouldn’t change the game.
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borom1r · 8 months
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boyfriend hours
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bright-and-burning · 20 days
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can you guys believe one of my roommates from college is a national champion lol
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eclipsedcrystalstar · 11 months
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Since my family is German I always find it kinda amusing when people use Finsternis as another name for their Eclipse cause it seems to get treated all secretive as a name but it’s literally just the word eclipse in German
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tittyblade · 11 months
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Oh ya I’ve heard Türkiye is having some elections today, how’s that going? :D
it’s on sunday!!! ive spent the entirety of this morning crying over election coverage LOL. this is the single most important event of my life. yk how every politician says the next election is the most important one so everyone should go out n vote? thats the situation here but quite literally.
on one hand you have islamic extremists (erdoğan. one of the “parties” that support him is literally formed from an extremist cult. the only reason they haven’t all been put on trial is bc erdoğan supports them and he’s only got the extremists’ support left. and also bc years back he declared a nationwide state of emergency and quickly passed multiple laws in succession where. he’s no longer the prime minister but “the sole leader” of turkey. yeah)
and on the opposition there’s a coalition of 6 parties, literally all the major left parties with some nationalists, with their joint candidate kılıçdaroğlu. CHP (the main opposition party) has been center left lately, but its the actual fuckin party that first turned turkey into a republic from a sultanate. its huge. compared to US politics the average left wing party is actually pretty fuckin left here LOL. and they havent won the govt since 1950s (last peaceful n prospering decades of turkey) AND. THEY ACTUALLY STAND A CHANCE. all the polls point towards kılıçdaroğlu winning the elections
and you have no idea how bad it’s been here for the last few years. god. there’s so many shit thats wrong in the country because of the current government. civillians getting arrested for tweets criticizing erdogan, not being able to afford anything, being unable to pay your rent, erdogan (WITH HIS SINGULAR DECISION) withdrawing from the istanbul convention, the femicides being the highest it has ever been since the entire history of the turkey, murdered religious minorities and murdered journalists, tens of thousands of people left alone to die after the earthquakes back in february. its pretty fucking scary living here unless you’re a cishet sunni muslim man.
everyone i know that can afford it has been fleeing the country. sometimes it feels like thats the only option you have unless you want to get killed as a 20 something year old trying to make ends meet. i’m only 20 yo myself and the past 8 years has brought me and everyone under 30 to such a place where the only thing we feel about the future is hopelessness. i feel like ive aged 10 years in the last year alone and i bet anyone thats lived under a similar govt can relate. my countrys politics alone has been robbing me of my youth and my will to live.
AND. DESPITE ALL OF THAT. i have hope for the very first time. i have hope for a better future now bc of the opposition candidate and i have faith in him to deliver his promises. everything thats happened since january he’s been dealing with with grace, and him + mayors from his party actually do shit.
so yeah. the entire course of turkey is gonna change this sunday. if we were to lose this would be the last democratic elections held (the last elections held, period) before erdoğan fully converted the country into an autocracy, and when kılıçdaroğlu wins its gonna become a socialist state, as socialist as it’s ever been since the 1950s. pretty fuckin big stakes
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comediakaidanovsky · 10 months
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man, i’m still kinda in awe of how mid DoN was, and how much the audience sucked
(though still have to give them some cred for coming alive for jade v taya v kris, and the turtleneck chants)
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driftwooddestiel · 10 months
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JUST REMMEBERED MY DREAM LAST NIGHT OH MY GOD
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bookgeekgrrl · 2 years
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My media this week (22-28 May 2022)
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📚 STUFF I READ 📚
😊👂 Black Coffee (Hercule Poirot #7.5) (Agatha Christie, playwright; Charles Osborne, adapter/novelization; John Moffat, narrator) - you can definitely tell that the bones of this were a play; still an entertaining listen/read
😍 Differently Okay Local Idiots series (One-EyedBossman (desert000rose), SecretFandomStories) - 137K series, Stucky no powers D/s AU - absolutely LOVED this!!!! both are recovering vets with many jagged edges and they see how they fit together - the narrative structure on this was great: dual POV, very tightly overlapping/interlocking (which could gone badly so easily but I really think these authors pull it off). Can't wait for more.
🥰 Daddy Issues (His Boy Next Door #39) (RJ Moray) - novella - the next chapter in Jack & Channon's story
😊 K'diwa: A Steamy Novel of Interspecies Romance, by Jim Kirk (branwyn) - 103K, Kirk/Spock - tagged 'Jim is a sweet sad bottom and Spock can't stand it' and that's really what you need to know
💖💖 +128K of shorter fic so shout out to these I really loved 💖💖
It's A Very Distinctive Family Resemblance (copperbadge) - Leverage, MCU: Gen, 1.6K - I love every iteration of 'Eliot Spencer is related to Bucky Barnes'
Put It on Repeat, It Stays the Same (giselleslash) - MCU: Stucky, 20K - reread; love this story of these two pining FWB getting stuck together by a snowstorm and then ~~feelings~~
Rockin' and Rollin' (musette22) - MCU: Stucky, 3K - shout out to Minnie for taking up the challenge and writing some fucking delicious fic inspired by that mechanical bull riding video
fish in the sky (alby_mangroves, chaosmanor) - MCU: Stucky, 37K - http://ao3.org/works/27969167
📺 STUFF I WATCHED 📺
Legends of Tomorrow - s4, e6-16; s5, e1
The Great Pottery Throw Down - s5, e6-10
Supergirl - s5, e9: "Crisis on Infinite Earths: Part One"
Batwoman - s1, e9: "Crisis on Infinite Earths: Part Two"
The Flash - s6, e9: "Crisis on Infinite Earths: Part Three"
Arrow - s8, e9: "Crisis on Infinite Earths: Part Four"
Legends of Tomorrow - s5, e0: "Crisis on Infinite Earths: Part Five"
🎧 PODCASTS🎧
Lingthusiasm - #25: Every word is a real word
The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Carhenge
99% Invisible - #492- Inheriting Froebel's Gifts
Partners - Sarah Schneider & Chris Kelly
Richmond Til We Die: A Ted Lasso Podcast - Ted Lasso S2E8, Part 1: This Was Not A Date
Hit Parade - The Lullaby of Broadway Edition
Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - Ghosts in the (Hit) Machine
Still Processing - Sweat Equity
The Atlas Obscura Podcast - The Livestock Living at the End of the World
The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Leaning Tower of Niles
The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Père Lachaise Cemetery
Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - Copyrights & Wrongs
Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - Stop… Collaborate & Listen
This is Good for You - Ep 32: Romance Novels Are Not a Guilty Pleasure
Strong Songs Bonus Episodes - Sonny with a Side of Max
Lingthusiasm - Bonus 9: Is X a sandwich? Solving the word-meaning argument once and for all
Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - Progression Obsession
Hit Parade - The B-Sides Edition
Lingthusiasm - 43: The grammar of singular they - Interview with Kirby Conrod
Hit Parade - The Feat. Don’t Fail Me Now Edition
Lingthusiasm - Bonus 17: Homonyms, homophones, and homographs
🎶 MUSIC 🎶
Doo-Wop
The Essential Kenny Loggins
Presenting The Go-Go's [The Go-Go's]
Beauty and the Beat [The Go-Go's]
Vacation [The Go-Go's]
Talk Show [The Go-Go's]
God Bless The Go-Go's [The Go-Go's]
Peaceful, Easy Feeling
The B-52's
Best of Rent: Highlights from the Original Cast Album
Broadway's Biggest Hits
The Wrecking Crew
Presenting Depeche Mode
The Very Best of Pure Prairie League
The World of Journey
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kaleidowyrm · 2 months
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bro my loved ones just cant catch a fucking BREAK BRO WHAT KINDA FRESH HELL IS THIS
#chromaposting#woke up to the text that there's been a double murder-suicide in my pal's family and i genuinely dont know anymore#we've all been through this fucked up ringer for MONTHS now and just when we've won n survived we get hit with ANOTHER tragedy#im so devastated for the gf n her kid that were so senselessly murdered before he took himself out. fuck dude why did this happen#people are saying “i always thought he was a good guy” this and “i didnt know he was depressed” that#but is that the motivator? that he was depressed and didnt want to leave his family behind to survive without him???#the next statements might be a bit cold but. since im a survivor of being nearly endgamed by others myself i feel like this is my ballpark:#i dont understand that mentality of “im going so you need to come with me too”. its fucked up selfish to drag the unwilling to their deaths.#sure you might be depressed but there are millions of us depressed folks who DONT go and endgame others n themselves. no excuse.#(i have severe depression myself and i have never once thought of taking anybody else with me. i stayed ALIVE for them [n myself] instead.)#also. its very hard for me to have compassion for the murderer. not when my near-own pulled the mental health card themselves to escape#so yeah no forgive me if all of my pity and empathy go towards his gf and kid instead. im sorry he suffered so badly but its no excuse ever.#i hate this fucking system that allowed for this to happen. i hate how much we've decided that these events are just another headline.#i hate that im watching statistics unravel n mutate into something far far worse as time goes on. i hate that we cant collectively do better#i hate that that poor mom and her kid will never get to live the happy life they had every right to have.#i hate that nobody came to help until it was far too late.#chroma vents about sussy impostor#child death tw#child murder tw#death tw#murder tw#suicide tw
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roaringroa · 6 months
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commented on a gymnastics video about how it was a shame that the international broadcast for yesterday's world championship women's finals didn't show julia soares' from brazil solo because i loved it (i watched the brazilian broadcast that did show it), she did so well especially considering she had just fallen off the beam, she aced it and helped give confidence back to the whole team and then linked to the only youtube video i could find for it. and then a middle aged slightly butch woman replied with "thank you dear, i'm going to watch it. big hug!"
what i'm getting at is that my rizz is off the charts women love me
#lmao but i did find it heart warming like thank you middle aged kind of butch woman <3#also the final was insane like i watched most of it literally trembling feeling my heart race#i was rooting so so so hard for brazil and i cried a little when we won silver#we had never won a teams world medal!! ever!!#and our athletes have been through so much: rebeca flavinha and jade especially#like jade is 32!! she won her first (out of now three) world medal 16 years ago! there was a gymnast from another country that wasn't born!#and she got hurt last olympic cycle and only just came back!! acing her vault at 32!!!#and flavinha had never won a world medal despite being one of the current best!! she was always away for medical reasons or extremely unluc#and rebeca god rebeca had 3 ucls!!! and she came back won two olympic medals last olympics and of course did awesome yesterday#current 2nd best in the world only behind simone biles who is simone biles like she's just in a category of her own#shout out to team france too the last time they had won was in 1950 and they qualified at 7th so they really weren't expecting bronze#but the girls gave their all and especially mdjds absolutely aced it like that beam performance was beautiful and under so much pressure!!#anyway i'm not gonna pretend that i follow gymnastics that closely#but whenever i know there's international events finals i like to watch if i can or at least the highlights#it's such an incredible and jaw dropping sport and the women's especially is so beautiful#plus brazil solos always so fun with good music choice and actual dancing in the choreo#daiane dos santos with brasileirinho changed lives#my post
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mashpotatoe · 5 months
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im a white jew, i was born in israel,
ive lived there all my life and was brought up in an environment that fosters racism driven by nationalism, nationalism driven by racism.
in israel, they teach you jews and muslims (though usually, they just say arabs) have always been enemies, the same way the US deems the entire middle east as a inherent war zone, ridding them of the responsibility for perpetuating war in thst region.
they tell you "were the fair and humane side who strives for peace! its the arabs who never accept the offer!"
i remember the first time i began doubting that sentiment was in fourth grade, when we were having a discussion in class about the character of Saul from the Torah. the teacher was talking about how Saul, the first monarch of the Kingdom of Israel, used to fight the Philistines, and when she added that the Philistines were the natural enemy of the Israelites, she asked the class what group of people is their modern equivalent to which everyone very eagerly replied "Arabs!" and nevermind that there in that same class sat two arab boys, one of whom sat next to me, who i looked at and thought "but he isnt my enemy? hes just a boy in my class."
they teach you to hate arabs. sometimes they say it outright. sometimes they say it more carefully, or make a distinction between good and bad arabs, those who are with us and those who are against us.
in a state based on the idea of (white) jewish supremacy, they teach you jews are naturally superior. they use the conspiratorial narrative of "jews controlling the world" to their favor, giving their own watered down explanation for why antisemitism exists, saying that it must be driven by jealousy.
the zionist movement always used antisemitism to its advantage, either for reinforcing the notion of jewish supremacy or appealing to the real pain and trauma of generations, people who survived the holocaust, connecting them to stolen land where they are "guaranteed" safety ergo granting "justification" for the suffering of others.
its using peoples real pain that makes fear mongering so effective, and when the israeli population grows up being told all of their neighboring countries want to kill them, they quickly get defensive of the "only land where they can feel safe", but the only explanation ever provided for Why these neighboring countries are considered enemies is because theyre arabs.
and when it comes to palestine, it isnt even recognized as a country, nor identity. just a threat. ive talked to many people who are genuinely unaware of the occupation, and they arent willing to believe it either, because the media narrative has successfully shifted the blame on hamas. because "how could it be us? we want peace! its the terrorists who make us look bad! and their children, they grow up to be antisemites*, might as well get rid of them too!" they never stop to think what environment these children must grow up in to develop these "radical" ideas.
* what they mean by antisemite is really just antizionist, but the term anti/zionist isnt practiced in local dialect, being a zionist is treated as a given
any jew who stands against israels oppression is dubbed a self hating jew, but the biggest contributors to antisemitism is the people in charge of an ethnostate, because at any moment they could decide who is not white enough to be jewish, who is too jewish to be white, who stood against the current coalition government and who is an obedient dog.
israelis arent a monolith, but many of them have been won over, convinced its an "us v them" situation, when in reality it could never be the "us" that "loses"
the israeli government was waiting for an event like the massacre on the seventh of october to declare war, to have the so called "right to defend itself", so they could initiate the final steps of an ethnic genocide and displace, if not kill, all remaining palestinians. under the guise of bringing peace.
it isnt too late to call for a permanent ceasefire, to end the occupation.
please contact your representatives, attend protests and rallies if you are able. palestine will be free, and the flowers will rise again.
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redsray · 1 month
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Batfam AU where Jason never dies, so Tim doesn't join the family the standard way. Instead, he continues pouring most of his time and energy into his photography, eventually becoming known as a popular photographer for events and all that. So now, picture this: Tim gets hired to be a photographer for a Wayne gala. Obviously, he's ecstatic, because he can take pictures of Batman, Robin and Nightwing and be in their presence for a whole night. Since Tim is so naturally talented in stealth and taking pictures unnoticed, the second one of the fam realises this they're like: this kid is good. Tim manages to go unnoticed by all 3 of them (all bat-trained, one literally batman) multiple times during the night, and even when he is noticed, he disappears before they can manage to get a good look at him; to the sheer amazement of Dick and Jason.
Jason, (very discreetly putting snacks in his suit pocket): i know you're under the table, kid.
Tim: don't mind me, Mr. Todd-Wayne, sir, just taking a few pictures
Jason: right... Jason's fine, and what pictures were you taking from under the table?!
Tim, showing him perfectly good shots of him: these.
Jason: how did you get that. it looks like you took it from the rafters
Tim, nodding: I did.
Jason, glancing at the ceiling: ...what?
Tim, gone:
Jason: no fucking way.
Dick, hearing a very, very faint camera shutter from behind him:
Dick, turning around and finding no one there: what the actual...
Dick, getting the feeling of being watched and whirling around to find Tim staring at him from across the room: ... huh.
Jason, pulling Dick aside: you see that kid too, right?!
Dick, nodding: the camera kid, yeah?
Jason: who is that.
Dick: he's one of the hired photographers, apparently. one of the best in his field, despite his age.
Jason: he's good. like, really good. snuck up on me 4 times already, the little bastard.
Dick: you too? i swear he's constantly watching. it's creepy how well he can sneak past both of us.
Jason:
Dick:
Jason: you don't think...
Dick: no. B would've told us.
Jason:
Dick:
Dick: did he get another kid and not tell us somehow
Bruce: what do you mean another kid?
Jason: you heard us. did you adopt another kid and not tell us?!
Bruce: no?? how would I even?? ... what's this about?
Dick: one of the photographers has managed to sneak up on both me and Jay multiple times already
Bruce: what.
Jason: he also can't be more than like. 15 or 16. so forgive us for assuming you took another one in.
Bruce: do you know his name?
Dick:
Jason:
Bruce: really?
Dick: in our defence, he's very hard to catch. i wouldn't be surprised if he's snuck up on you, too.
[camera shutter noise]
All of them, whipping their heads toward the sound only to find nothing but air:
Tim, smiling from the other side of the room:
Jason: do you see what we mean?!
Cue an entire night of shenanigans where it's just Dick, Jason and Bruce trying to catch Tim and learn about him. Upon finding out who he is and where he lives, Dick immediately asks to keep him as an honorary member of the family. Jason is hesitant at first but at some point Tim calls Bruce Batman instead of Mr. Wayne on accident and Jason laughs so hard he's basically won over. Bruce can do nothing but watch as Tim proceeds to come over almost every night for sleepovers and is coddled by both of his sons. And he can't deny, the kid's investigation and stealth skills are top tier. By the time Dick and Jason both start referring to Tim as 'their younger brother' Bruce has just accepted his fate.
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kingkonoha · 2 months
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♡ — SUMMARY: gojo wants to secretly hook up with you although you’re his rival, as well as a teacher and sorcerer from the sister-school in kyoto.
♡ — CONTENT: 18+ only || mdni — smut, outdoor, fingering, stroking, bickering, oral m! receiving, & fluff.
♡ — WC: 2.3K
♡ — A/N: I would let this man rob me btw (:
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“If we’re going to fuck, we better do it now.”
“Hush, Satoru! That’s not appropriate.”
“And why not?” 
Satoru’s lips were pressed against your ear as he spoke. Those large hands of his — which were previously in his pocket — snaked around your body, and he grabbed your ass with little care regarding who might have seen him.
“I know you want to. Don’t we always fuck before the exchange event? Why so shy this year?”
Slowly, the white-haired man trailed his lips down your neck, leaving soft, gentle kisses.
“Because,” you mumbled. “I think it’s bad luck. My school’s competing against yours. Our students are gonna fight each other, and yet, their teachers have the nerve to fuck in secret? It’s disgraceful.”
A smile spread across Satoru’s gorgeous face, and he simply ignored your words.
After all, you said the same thing every year; you would go on and on about how much trouble you both could get into with the higher-ups for engaging in sexual activities with one another. 
You were both honorable teachers, both from different schools — you worked at the sister-school in Kyoto, whereas Satoru worked for the school in Tokyo. 
Not only that, but you were both in an unofficial competition with each other. Not only were you both hoping for your students to win each year, but you wanted to outdo each other as well. 
Strength meant nothing in the hands of someone irresponsible and lazy — that was your belief, at least. 
And Satoru believed that being too responsible and overworked was no way to live.
So, all year long, you’d keep track of how well your students were doing, how many curses you both exercised, and who attended the most meetings — and who showed up on time. 
But, eventually, competing against your natural-born rival started to become a bore. 
That was when the fucking started.
Whenever the exchange event rolled around annually, you and Satoru would find a secluded place on campus to be together before the event officially started. 
You only saw each other once a year, too. No more, no less.
Just one little hookup in a random storage closet — or bathroom, or empty classroom — and never again until next year.
And, like clockwork, pitiful whines and groans would fall from your lips as you’d ramble about how wrong it was, and yet, an hour later, you’d be the one riding his dick and begging for more.
“Hush, and let’s go already. We only get to do this once a year, so quit wasting time,” Satoru pressed a kiss against your jaw. “Are you being so whiny because my students won last year? Is that it? And you think it’s because you let me cum inside of-”
“Satoru!” Your eyes widened a bit as you interrupted his filthy words. “Someone’s gonna hear you, and then we’ll both-”
Suddenly, Satoru covered your mouth with his hand.
“Shut up,” he said playfully. 
Once again, Satoru’s lips returned to the sweet skin on your neck, and he started to softly suck, moaning as he did so. 
His tongue graced a sensitive spot right below your jaw. When he focused his attention right there, sucking in one spot instead of trailing his mouth up and down the length of your neck, you couldn’t help but moan. 
It was muffled thanks to his hand, of course, but even so, feeling your warm breath against his hand made him suck even harder until a hickey formed — one you’d complain about trying to hide later on. 
Satoru’s other hand started to play with the button on your pants. He didn’t care if you were both outside, standing underneath a tree, risking your careers and reputations.
First, he played with the top of your underwear, refusing to lower his hand to the spot where you really needed him. 
You groaned in frustration.
With a cocky smile, Satoru removed his hand from your mouth and said, “Something wrong?”
“We don’t have time for you to tease me like this. If you’re going to do something, get on with it already.” 
“Really? Now you wanna rush me?” He started to dip his fingers into your underwear. “I don’t think a needy brat like you has the right to order me around. I’ll listen to you when your curse kill count is as high as mine. Until then, I’m gonna do whatever I want with you whenever I want to.”
You wanted to snap at him, toss out some sort of witty remark, but as soon as Satoru spoke those aggravating words, his long fingers suddenly — or, rather, finally —  made their way to your awaiting clit.
He held your pussy lips open with his fingers, and slowly, he drew circles around your sensitive button. 
Moaning softly, you gripped his arm. He couldn’t help but smash his lips against yours. You were just too cute. 
He increased the speed at which he rubbed your clit. Your moans grew louder even though they were muffled by Satoru’s tongue swirling around yours.
The white-haired man pulled away with a soft moan falling from between his buttery lips.
“Tell me,” he paused. “Do you think you’ll be exiled from the jujutsu sorcerer society if they catch us?”
“Of course, I will,” you frowned. “And you will too.”
“Probably, but that wouldn’t be so bad, would it?” Satoru gripped your hair and pressed his lips against your ear. “I can take care of you, sweetheart. I doubt the higher-ups will miss having a weak sorcerer like you around anyway.”
“Go to hell.”
Satoru laughed a bit. He softly licked your ear, and the little noise that erupted from your throat made his heart skip a beat.
He was well aware that he was falling in love with you; there was nothing he could do about it.
“I’m just messing around, calm down,” he said.
“You’re being rude,” your frown deepened, and Satoru kissed your cheek.
“I’m sorry,” he dragged his fingers from your clit to your hole. “Let me make it up to you, okay?”
Slowly, he pushed two fingers in. The loud, unholy moan he elicited from you made you cover your mouth with your own hand and glance around in search of any prying eyes.
“Relax. No one’s around, I promise.” Satoru tried to sound calm and collected, but truth be told, your juices were soaking his fingers as he pumped them in and out of you.
Your uncontrollable moans made his dick harden against the fabric of his pants.
You were driving him crazy.
He pressed his clothed cock against your body, needing to feel something — anything — and he started to grind against your side.
It was funny. How desperate he was to fuck you. Touch your body in any sort of way.
And yet, he also wanted more.
Not in terms of you riding his cock or letting him lick at your clit — all of which he enjoyed, of course — but he also desired other things as well.
Some nights, after stroking his cock underneath his bedsheets as he thought about your annual hookup, he’d roll over onto his side, lay his head against his pillow, and daydream about what it would be like to go on a little date with you to a local coffee shop, and sip on lattes and cappuccinos while complaining about the stale pastries and getting to know each other.
Or, as he drifted off to sleep, he’d think about going to watch that brand new movie hitting the theaters that weekend with you. Two sodas. One bucket of popcorn to be shared. He’d let you hold it and cover it with as much salty butter as you wanted.  
He thought about all the other things too. Not your curse kill count or the rankings of your students, but what your favorite color might have been, or if you liked to shower at night or in the morning. If you enjoyed the rain. What career path you would have taken if curses didn’t exist. 
He wanted to know it all, but he couldn’t. 
Because those details were only shared between lovers, not rivals with benefits.
“Wait,” you suddenly said. 
Sliding your hand in between your bodies, you cupped Gojo’s dick through his pants, and slowly, you rubbed your fingers and palm over his bulge.
“Shit,” he groaned softly.
Satoru increased his fingering speed, curling those long fingers of his just right. 
You put your hand down his pants.
Feeling your soft fingertips against his actual dick made Satoru gasp in pleasure, and when you started to stroke him — god, was he ready to cum into his own pants.
“We’re having a little competition right now, huh? See who cums first?” Satoru said breathlessly.
“Not . . . fair,” you paused, as his fingering technique was starting to take away your ability to think properly enough to form coherent sentences. You could only think about cumming all over his fingers. “You had a head start.”
“Speaking of head,” Satoru paused — he could hardly catch his breath. “If I win and I make you cum first, how about you get on your knees for me and suck my cock?”
Naturally, if you won, he’d eat you out until his mouth and tongue would never forget the taste of you, but truth be told, you were both winning either way.
At this point, you could barely focus on what the man was saying. No words fell from between your lips, only soft moans.
The rhythm in which you stroked Satoru’s cock had started to grow sloppy, while your thighs had begun to shake.
“Damn it, I’m-” you were interrupted by Satoru kissing you once again.
He couldn’t explain it, but he loved having his tongue down your throat whenever you’d cum, giving himself the privilege of swallowing every single beautiful noise you made.
Satoru fingered you roughly and deliciously as you moaned into his mouth. As you came all over his hand, he sucked on your tongue before pulling away.
Pulling his fingers out of you, Satoru raised his soaked hand to his mouth and licked them off.
“That’s nasty,” you glanced away shyly. 
“You just don’t know how good you taste,” he started to pull down his pants. “I’m kinda sad that I won because your pussy is just fucking delicious. Now get on your knees.”
You lowered yourself onto the grass. As Satoru gripped your head and started to thrust in and out of your warm mouth, he tossed his head back, moaning.
He wanted to fuck your throat for hours and hours, cum into your mouth repeatedly until his body was incapable of producing anymore. Then, he would eat your pussy for as long as he could before fucking you in every position he could think of. 
That’s what he wanted. 
But he couldn’t.
You were both already running late. Everyone else must have been waiting in the spectating room for you both to arrive. 
With that knowledge, he bucked his hips wildly, chasing his own release as soon as possible.
“I’m gonna cum, baby,” He moaned. “Swallow all of it for me . . . every last drop.”
His heavy load sprayed down your throat as if it belonged there, and the sound of Satoru’s lovely moans eased any difficulty you might have had with swallowing it all. To hear him make those noises, even if he was your rival, made you also wish that you could stay on your knees and suck his cock for hours.
Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, and he pulled his dick out of your mouth and helped you onto your feet.
“I’m afraid that’s all the time we have this year,” you said, wiping off your lips with the back of your hand. “It’s been fun.”
You gave him a pleasant smile, signaling your goodbye, and turned away, getting ready to head to the spectating room and watch the exchange event.
Satoru would surely join you in a few minutes — arriving separately would ease any suspicions — and afterward, you’d both pretend that your relationship amounted to nothing except professional, friendly competition.
Satoru suddenly wrapped his hand around your wrist, halting your footsteps.
“Wait,” he said. His tone was rather serious.
You turned around, looking into his eyes, and staring back at you was a look of complete nervousness; it was an expression that you had never seen grace Satoru’s face.
“What’s wrong?” You questioned. “We’re going to be late.”
“I was just thinking . . .” His eyes flicked down to his feet, then back up at you. His cheeks were turning pink. 
At that moment, you realized that despite his outrageously big ego, handsome appearance, incredible power, and sinful dirty talk, Satoru Gojo was shy. 
“There’s no reason why we should only see each other once a year.”
“Hm?” You raised your eyebrows. “You wanna hook up more often than that? Won’t that raise the risk of getting caught?”
“Yes-well, no . . . I mean, I don’t really care what we do, I just wanna see you.” Satoru paused. “There’s no written rule that says two teachers from the sister schools can’t date or hook up. Maybe we’d get in trouble for doing it during the exchange event, but if we went to the cafe down the street together around noon this Saturday, I think it’ll be fine.”
“You want to go out with me?” You gave him a look of surprise, but then, the corners of your lips fell into a frown as you furrowed your brows. “This isn’t a prank, is it?”
“No, not a prank. I’m being serious.”
You slowly started to smile. At the sight of your pretty grin, Satoru smiled as well.
“I’d love to,” you said.
Satoru’s heart skipped a beat. His grin widened as he cleared his throat, attempting to keep his cool and failing miserably.
“Okay . . . okay, great. Well . . . you better start heading back. I’ll come in after you.”
With a nod, you walked off. 
Satoru fell back against the nearby tree, pressing his hand to his head as his heart pounded and fluttered. 
Nothing could wipe that grin off of his face, nor wash away that rose pink color decorating his cheeks.
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scarefox · 10 months
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OMG A NEW AURAL VAMPIRE ALBUM IN THE YEAR OF 2023 ???
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