#signed; aruse

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FUCK they did not havve to go this hard (all hugo wanters will be hugo havers)

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1.7 teaser js dropped anD OH MY GOD HUGO PLEASE COME HOME

PLEASE (your divorced husband is waiting for you--)

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literally cried after lighter's agent story. one of the best agent stories to date!!!!! and also the CGs---

(under the cut - LIGHTER AGENT STORY SPOILERS)

the way my mouth just dropped--like they didnt need to make him that hot (but im so glad they did)

CASE IN POINT LIKE THEY JUST DECIDED TO MAKE HIM SHIRTLESS AND FOR WHAT?!?!?! (fanservice)

god, this one is just one of my favs bc of the music and also how cute eous is on the fence like that--

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HGRM Week - White Day

AN: HIII uh, my first fic AND first time publishing smut. pls be nice :)).

“Ohoho… Fuck.” Hiromi shudders, his wife popping off his tip with a line of drool tracing back to her lips before going back to swirl her warm tongue around his head. The sheets from underneath him bunch up in his skinny hands and catch his head thrown back from (Y/N)’s insane DSS.

“Hiromi…” She whines. She strokes his girthy length almost desperately, unbuttoning the rest of her shirt to rub his cock against her breasts. “Honey, you love me, right?”

He’s trying to catch his breath. He can just envision her cute, puppy eyes as she rubs him out desperately, pleading for his hot, sticky cum to dress her face and chest. And most importantly, to respond to the Valentines’ Day gift she gave him, embodying the kind of love for him.

Hiromi brings a gentle finger to her face and traces along her hairline, then jaw. “Of course I do, sweetheart. I love you so much. Just keep being your pretty self and keep that rhythm up—”

He rubs his dick against her chest, pressing her tits together to envelop it in her warmth. And if Hiromi isn’t already aroused, she opens her mouth up, tongue rolled out and meeting the constant slap of his red, hot tip into her hole. “Please baby… I want it…!”

“Fuck, yeah, I’ll give it to you.” He cups her head and tilts it slightly downward for him to slip more of his cock into her mouth. She mewls in between the pull-back of Hiromi’s thrusts, her tongue hitting against his tip. Then, the familiar coil in his core—

“It’s coming, baby—”

“Yes, Hiromi. Fuck, yes, Hiromi ~”

A few more thrusts and he’s gushing his hot cum all over (Y/N)’s mouth, lips and face. As he slows down, she goes back in to lick the rest of it that runs down his length then some off her face, gathering it all in her mouth and letting it coat her tongue.

Despite being out of breath, he quickly directs her attention up to him, tuckered out and breathless, “Happy White Day, darling… I really wouldn’t have minded bringing home white chocolate.”

She bats her eyelashes, kissing his head, “And you did.” And licks her lips with a smirk.

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lighter trailer dropped and OMFGGDJFAKLDFKSL

THE USE OF METAL, THE PERSONA REFERENCE, LITERALLY THIS WHOLE DEMO--

I NEED HIM ON MY ACCOUNT 👹👹

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HGRM Week - Rest Day

Feat. Fem! Reader

A/N: Another late submission for the pathetic-wet-cat lawyer man. University doesn't wait for anybody, but neither does my hyperfixation!! (Don't worry, I'm getting them done, I promise.)

tags: established relationship - married, JujustuSorcerer!Higuruma, domestic fluff, higuruma finally gets his well-deserved rest

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Hiromi didn’t know how people like Gojo or Nanami can go their whole lives, restlessly fighting off curses everyday. He reckons this is comparable to slaving unpaid hours away on making a defense case for his clients. Maybe only marginally better than tangoing with death every other day.

He comes home, not bothering to change out of his uniform, since he’ll need it again for tomorrow (today? For the morning? It’s all a blur at this point…) He kicks his shoes off, tumbling off his feet and sitting lopsided at the entrance before he wanders to his shared bedroom to find his wife… Setting his home clothes on the bed?

He’s bemused. Since when was the last time he wore those clothes? (Y/N) invites herself into Hiromi’s arms, earning herself a soft kiss on the forehead.

“Darling, awfully considerate of you to lay out my pajamas…” Hiromi braces himself for his internal disappointment. “—But I have a mission early in the morning—”

She shuts him up with just a finger over his lips, “Not anymore, you don’t. I had a word with your senior, Gojo, and he’s taken you off that mission to spend the next 24 hours with me! And resting.”

Hiromi takes a minute processing what she just said, momentarily distracted by her sweet smile. “Wait, what do you mean, you—? What did you say to Gojo, honey?”

“You worry too much, Hiromi ~ You should go ahead and take a shower. With all the love in my heart, this uniform has seen better days…”

A quick sniff at his clothes, and he grimaces at the sour stench that’s accumulated. That… That can’t be from him, right? (No, most certainly not. It was from the curse. Yep, the curse. The curse known for its putrid smell and pungent fragrance. Yep, it was the curse—)

The warm water running from the shower is heavenly. How it hits his back and streamlines down, the way the water runs off his hair and all over his face. He closes his eyes to savour the refreshing warmth of a hot, running shower.

His thoughts are interrupted by a knock. Hiromi can hear the sweet sound of his wife calling out to him, “Join me in bed once you’re done.”

He’s stunned. God, it really has been so long since he’s been home with (Y/N). Guess he could make up for it tonight. He wraps up his shower and dresses himself in the clothes she picked out for him, walking out to see her snuggled up in their shared duvet.

Hiromi makes his presence known by flopping onto the bed and shuffling his way under the covers and wrapping his lithe arms around his wife’s sleeping form.

She returns the favour with snaking her arms around his neck, planting a soft kiss on his lips.

“This bed was always too big for me,” she whispers. “I was wondering when you’d be back…”

“Oh, I’m sorry, my love. I’m guessing you don’t get any rest waiting for me…?”

She hums, sleepily looking up at Hiromi, who gazes back. How long has it been since he’s laid in bed with her?

(Y/N) yawns and snuggles up into the crook of his neck, “I’m so tired, Hiromi. But, I bet you need this more than me…”

“Don’t be ridiculous — you can rest well, knowing that I’ll be here in the morning.”

She smiles at that. “I’m so glad I asked Gojo to take you off that mission.”

“Will you tell me what you said to him…?”

“… Maybe in the morning.”

(Spoiler: you never did. But, who’s Hiromi to care when he finally gets a day to spend with his wife?)

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Spoilers for ZZZ 1.6 Main Story:

hi, below is just me crying over hugo vlad after finishing the season epilogue; proceed at your own risk:

now, i was already set on pulling hugo (and trying for vivian, potentially but i might just settle for getting her on her rerun)

BUT OMG THESE ARTISTS COOKED WITH ALL OF THESE CGS OF THIS MAN

LIKE LOOK

AGHAGAHAHAHHHAHAHHHH THE DUALITY---

god omfgggg this is just a pretty cg <3 my fav at launch vs my current fav hehehe🤭

GODDDDDDDDDDD thank you hoyo artist(/s) who drew this one cg. he looks so ethreal and pretty and beautiful and--

AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH don't talk to me guys im so emotional over hugo--

and now, a vivian cg that was actually just so beautiful that i had to screenshot:

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i literally cannot wait for lighter. i've like, 100+ pulls saved up for him.

i want him home NYOW