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@lyingistheway
I’m back!
Like a well-loved book pulled off the shelf, I’ve returned—pages a little worn, heart a little fuller, and still ready to write new chapters. Thank you for your patience while I wandered; even the sun needs a break behind the clouds sometimes.
Now, let’s pick up where we left off… preferably with feels!
YES ♡
why do people act like geto was so serious as a teenager just LOOK at this guy
JJK BOYS
You think the JJK boys call you fat. Featuring: Satoru Gojo, Megumi Fushiguro, Choso Kamo, Toge Inumaki, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, and Suguru Geto.
Please read Lemonade. I worked really hard on it :(
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one. two. three. four.
“I don’t hate you. That’s the fucking problem.”
Days passed and the words kept echoing in your mind as well as Sukuna’s. Almost as if he's trying to convince himself as much as you.
He knows what's the root cause of this problem. He needs to get laid.
It's just lust. If I can't get you out of my head, then I'll fuck it out of my system.
Yeah, that's his solution. Go to a random club and get fucking laid.
He found a distraction as soon as he ordered his first drink from the bartender. Some random woman clung to his arm as he downed his drink. Didn't even have to try.
He forgot how easy it was for him to seduce a woman. Before you lived with him, he used to have random hookups here and there. Now, it's like he doesn't even recognize himself.
The woman introduced herself and tried to make small talk but honestly, Sukuna didn't even pretend to care. Just a distraction.
Five drinks later, he finds himself in the dance floor as the woman grinds herself to his hips.
Bad idea. Bad fucking idea. Because as he closed his eyes, all he could think about was you, not the woman in front of him. Your hair, your skin, your body.
What are the chances of running into Yuuji and his damn circle of friends in the same club at Friday night? Turns out, it's fucking high.
Because when he opened his eyes again, he finds you staring straight at him from the mezzanine floor of the club.
Gojo who fucks you in outrageous positions just to be petty.
(This is short as shit)
“O-oh fuck—“ Your nails dragged down his back. Your muscles aching but the pleasure was just too good.
“You can take it-, fuck, don’t run from it.” He had that annoyingly sexy grin on his face. Knowing damn well there was no possible way you could run from his cock.
He had you pressed against the wall, leg straight up, and ankle by his head, while you balanced on one foot and leaned against the wall. He’d called it the ‘lustful leg’.
Gojo had an arm wrapped around your thigh, and the other on your hip as he slammed in and out of you. This position, thank god for your flexibility, had him going so much deeper. Way too deep at first because you swore he was in your guts.
And that wasn’t just the only position. Because immediately after this bastard busts a load inside you, he is hoisting you up. The back of your thighs are flush against his chest, and his hands have a bruising grip on your ass as he once again bullies his cock inside you.
This wasn’t just sex. No this was a fucking work out. Suicides runs couldn’t wear you out as much as these damn positions.
“So, what if we try the ‘socket’?” Gojo looked at you with an eager grin but you just flipped him off.
Your body ached but at the same time felt so damn good. You finally let it melt into the mattress with a groan as your spine decompressed.
“What book did you buy?” You pulled your face out of the pillow and glared at him.
“…the Kama Sutra-“
“I’m burning that book.”
“Baby nooo!”
In this same study of my father’s, I found an introductory book on astronomy. I learned that the solar system was but a speck of dust occupying a tiny part of the universe, and I trembled at the implications of such things as a ‘light year.’ Even the clouds so far away in the sky were close by comparison. This discovery which I made in my childhood clouded my heart and has colored my view of things ever since.
Edogawa Ranpo, “My Love for the Printed Word” essay (1937) from The Edogawa Rampo Reader
I was frightened even by God. I could not believe in His love, only in His punishment. Faith. That, I felt, was the act of facing the tribunal of justice with one’s head bowed to receive the scourge of God. I could believe in hell, but it was impossible for me to believe in the existence of heaven.
Dazai Osamu, No Longer Human
So yeah if you watched this before without unmuting it, you're.
You're gonna need to come back and unmute it.
Untold Origins chapter 1 character designs by Tomori Adachi
the fact that akutagawa's last words have been haunting atsushi so much that he remembers to reference them back to akutagawa like that as he's being SLICED THROUGH is insane to me. he did truly grieve akutagawa back then, you can't change my mind
I was so ready for “just the two of us” again I didn’t even begin to consider “away with you, you fool”