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"i don't care if they make their whole way though uni with chatgpt" i think you guys are so internetpilled that you have forgotten there are actual jobs out there that require people to know what they are doing in any way possible or else people die

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"Shunkō: Raijin Senkei!" - Yoruichi Shihōin BLEACH: Thousand-Year Blood War Part 3 - The Conflict Ep. 39 - The Visible Answer

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hey we wanna re-think this at all or

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Day ⁴ - Embrace (Fluff week)

Apologies, like Sesshomaru, I fell asleep. 😅

Guess we won't know what he had to confess... AND not Shippo half asleep accidentally calling him Papa. 🥹😭 I cry. I hurt myself, oof.

Hope you enjoy! 💖

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◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ it started sloppy.

it always did with ichigo.

one second you were trading lazy kisses on his bed, pretending like you weren’t dying to tear each other's clothes off — the next his hands were on your hips, yanking you into his lap like he couldn’t fucking stand the distance anymore.

you gasped when you straddled him — felt the thick, hard line of his cock through his jeans, pressing hot and heavy against you.

"fuck," he muttered against your mouth, voice raw, hands sliding down to cup your ass, grinding you down against him. "fuck, you’re gonna kill me."

you whimpered — hips rolling helplessly against him, the rough friction making your clit throb, heat pooling deep in your stomach.

"you started it," you managed to breathe out, tangling your fingers in his messy orange hair.

he growled — low and needy — and thrust up against you, slow but hard, rubbing the thick bulge of his cock right between your legs, dragging a broken moan out of your throat.

"yeah?" he rasped, dragging his mouth down your jaw, nipping at your neck. "gonna finish it too, then."

he grabbed your hips, set a grinding rhythm — hips rocking up into yours, cock grinding slow and rough against your soaked panties, your jeans — filthy, desperate, so fucking good it made your head spin.

you clutched at his shoulders, nails digging into the strong curve of his muscles, grinding down harder, chasing the drag of denim against your aching clit.

"ichigo—" you gasped, rocking harder. "feels so—fuck—"

"i know," he groaned, pressing his forehead against yours, sweat starting to bead at his hairline, his breath ragged. "god, you’re so fucking hot—"

you rutted against each other helplessly now — no rhythm, no finesse — just raw, desperate friction, chasing the high with frantic, whimpering moans.

every time his cock dragged against you just right, your whole body jolted, thighs shaking.

"you're drivin’ me crazy," he gasped, grinding up harder, bucking his hips up with rough little thrusts that had you clenching around nothing.

"ichigo—'m gonna—" you whimpered, voice breaking.

"yeah?" he gritted out. "cum for me. c’mon, baby—wanna feel you soak right through me."

you broke first — grinding down with a sob, thighs trembling, cunt spasming helplessly against the thick bulge of his cock, soaking through your panties and jeans and his jeans too, the wetness spreading messily between you.

he cursed — loud — grinding up harder, chasing his own high.

"shit—shit—fuck—" he gasped, and then he was cumming too, hips jerking up hard, cock throbbing in his jeans, staining the front of them, gasping and groaning against your neck.

you stayed there — trembling, panting, clinging to each other — still grinding slow, lazy, messy, riding out the last aftershocks until your bodies couldn’t take any more.

ichigo laughed — breathless, hoarse.

"that’s—" he panted, kissing your jaw, "one way to ruin a perfectly good pair of jeans."

you snorted, burying your face against his neck.

"totally worth it."

he kissed your temple, hands still heavy on your hips, still holding you close like he couldn’t stand to let you go yet.

"yeah," he said, voice low and rough. "it was."

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— RANDOM TEXTS W/ ICHIGO

ft : the one and only ichigo ^^

warnings : silliness and minor suggestive jokes

an : I 100% hc ichigo to constantly try to be nonchalant but ends up circling back to his inner silly self while texting

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◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ it was late—past midnight—but you were already smiling, because you knew ichigo wouldn’t text you at this hour unless something was really wrong… or if he just missed you.

there was a pause. the little typing bubbles appeared, disappeared, then reappeared again. then—

you smiled softly, warmth spreading through your chest.

you held down the record button. “oh, sweetheart… i miss you too,” you murmured, your voice gentle, warm, soothing. “it’s been so quiet without you around. i miss seeing you first thing in the morning, i miss holding you, i miss running my fingers through your hair.”

far away, in the soul society, ichigo’s breath hitched, his hand already twitching as he readjusted his grip around his aching, heavy cock.

“you’ve gotten so strong, you know that?” you continued, your voice dripping with nothing but fondness, admiration. “every time i see you, you look more and more handsome. so mature. my pretty boy.”

ichigo groaned, his head falling back against the pillows, his strokes tightening, his breath ragged as your voice poured into his ears, so soft, so genuine, filling every lonely part of him.

“you work so hard, ichi,” you sighed. “i’m so proud of you. i wish i was there right now, just so i could take care of you, just so i could hold you. i know you’d never ask for it, but i know how much you love being held, don’t you?”

ichigo whimpered, his pace stuttering, his body burning with need, with desperation, his cock throbbing in his palm as he imagined it—imagined being back home, sinking into your warmth, letting you hold him, letting you touch him everywhere.

“you’re such a good boy, ichigo,” you murmured, your voice thick with affection. “so big, so strong… i bet you’re even stronger than last time i saw you. you’ve always been strong, but now you’re just so… grown.”

his cock jumped, precum smearing over his knuckles, his breath shuddering as he fucked his fist faster, his muscles tensing, his body aching for you.

“i can’t wait to see you again, pretty boy,” you whispered. “i’m counting the days until i can hold you again…”

and with that—ichigo broke.

his body shuddered as his orgasm tore through him, his cum spilling hot and thick over his stomach, his thighs trembling, his breath coming in short, desperate gasps as your voice washed over him, filling him up in a way that nothing else ever could.

and when he finally came down, his chest still heaving, he picked up his phone with shaky fingers—

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otome/dating sim headcanons: gin ichimaru

what’s he like as a character in a dating sim?

tw/cw: suggestive content, mild 18+ content at end, modern AU, manipulative behavior, Gin. Gin himself is a tw. word count: 2.6k

- Gin is clearly that trickster character that’s hard to pin down or get a read on. His route is one of the side routes that you can play only after playing one of the main character’s routes at least once. He works with Aizen in a corporate setting, but on the side, he’s definitely involved in some sketchy business. It’s either drug-dealing, or yakuza stuff, or both. Something that aligns with his scant morals. He does all of Aizen’s dirty work while he gets to maintain his clean image, but even Gin’s loyalties to him seem a bit tenuous.

- You can’t tell if he actually likes you, or if he’s just bored. He never loses that sly smile of his, and he doesn’t offer up much of himself. While playing his route, you get the feeling that you’re much like a mouse being toyed with by a hungry snake. He likes to alternate between call you his little mouse, if you choose dialogue options that veer towards shyness, or his little rabbit, if you end up showing some sass. Either way, it’s a patronizing nickname.

- The main way to earn his affection is: indulging in his banter, not snooping around in his business, and not revealing too much about yourself. Gin likes to play with his food before eating it, but a quick meal is never satisfying. He likes someone who’s a bit hard to get to know; it makes him appreciate the chase and the cornering, and the inevitable moment when he breaks someone’s guard down, only to break them. That being said, he doesn’t being ignored entirely, so if you play it cool too much, he loses interest. He is also incredibly secretive, so there’s not much he’ll reveal to you. It’s a tight rope to walk, so it might best to look up a guide for his route.

Keep reading

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Favourite Sukuita headcanons / tropes in fanfiction:

1. Sukuna overtaking Yuuji’s body when Yuuji is about to lose against or is traumatised by a powerful enemy and beating the living day lights out of said enemy for daring to touch or hurt his vessel.

2. Sukuna teaching Yuuji his slicing techniques.

3. Yuuji chilling in Sukuna’s domain with or without the curse’s approval.

4. Sukuna stopping his verbal abuse and actually providing Yuuji with sensible information about curses and jujutsu sorcerers.

5. Sukuna being annoyingly overprotective and possessive of Yuuji to the point of snarling at or insulting people who get too close to Yuuji OR dragging Yuuji into his domain pronto.

6. Uraume clearly not understanding why Sukuna — out of all options — would choose Yuuji as a partner.

7. Sukuna watching along whenever Yuuji is watching a movie.

8. Sukuna falling first.

9. Sukuna being very soft with Yuuji.

10. Kugisaki actually getting along with Sukuna and forming some weird understanding.

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they're on a date-

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+ bonus

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outdoor fun for any season, which is great bc suna only has the one

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at what age do you accept that you and your digestive system are never gonna be friends again

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Bothersome beast, comforting friend

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It's me, I'm the partner that would do this 😅

Look, whenever I read an Ichigo pairing I NEED the partner to know just how lucky they are to be with Ichigo. They have to be down bad for our strawberry.

Ichigo shades his eyes with his hand? Partner needs to go "Is the sun bothering you, queen/king?" and either tries to fight the celestial body or creates a way that the glare doesn't bother Ichigo.

Ichigo mentions how someone bothered him during the day? Partner is off to kill the person.

Ichigo complains about something and he has to stop his lover from destroying and rebuilding the universe in a way that is compliant towards Ichigo's wants and needs.

After all the bullshit he went through it's no less than what Ichigo deserves.

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It's a lot healthier to go for a daily walk than to sign up for a gym membership you won't be using because you hate that kind of exercise. It's a lot healthier to eat a frozen meal than to skip a meal because you were too tired to cook something healthy. It's a lot healthier to take a quick shower than to procrastinate an elaborate routine for days. Don't aim so high that you won't be hitting anything!