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missfunkyhotmess · 1 year

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A good slave

Nanami Kento x female reader

Tags: SMUT, oneshot, professor au, sub!reader, dom!nanami, subdom dynamic, unprotected sex, dry humping, rough sex, sight use of degrading terms, power dynamic, vaginal sex, u protected penetration.

Word count: 2821

Minors DO NOT interact

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Even though you are well aware of the fact that you shouldn't be doing what you're doing at the moment to get his attention, but you couldn't find any better way than this.

You know very well that if you kept failing your tests on purpose, it'll only make him more angry than actually giving you attention. But you longed for his attention so much that you were willing to go this far. You didn't care about the other subjects as you were doing pretty well in those, but when it came to his subject, you were purposefully failing all of them.

Of course because of the needy little attention whore you are, you'd love the slightest or the faintest amount of attention he'd give you when he scolds you in his raspy taming voice in front of the whole class. Even though you're supposed to be feeling embarrassed, you couldn't ignore the burning sensation building up in between your thighs.

You fantasised about getting even just a little of his attention directed only towards you. Since he's your professor of course he needs to give every student equal attention. But you craved for more.

And what did you do for that, fail all his tests on purpose. Nanami was definitely quick enough to catch onto this absurd scheme of yours. That's primarily what you awaited for. He calls you to his office only to give you a bit of attention and send you back on your merry way.

But when you got to his office, this wasn't what was going on and you could tell he wasn't just gonna warn you a bit and send you back, rather there was more to it. And the pent up tension in the air around this gated office room, made you sure of that.

Shoes clicking against the tiled floor after you hear the faintest click of his door, as he makes his way towards you, sitting on the chair facing his wooden desk. He plops down on the leather chair with a sigh slipping past his lips as he brings his chair closer to the table.

Plopping his elbows on the table resting his chin on the back of his palms, he stares directly at you, taking you by surprise even though you were aware of it. He takes a solid few seconds to stare at your startled face before speaking in his usual husky tone of a voice.

"Now tell me what's going on here?"

"About.....what?"

The daggers he throws at you made you realise you fucked up. You knew your professor, Nanami, wasn't the type to take bullshit of attitudes as your reply to him but you still went and did exactly that.

Yes you wanted his full attention, his cock in your pussy, his marks all over your body, but that didn't include making him angry on purpose even though a part you you eagerly wanted to know how that side of him would be.

Taking out your test papers from a drawer on his desk he throws them on to the table for you to see. And you gaze towards it in fear of how to response. Is there even anything left for you to response about at this point?

Both of you are aware of the things he's insinuating towards so without tensing up the situation more than it already is you decide to be frank with your professor.

"S- sorry sir. This won't hap-"

"You're failing them on purpose, aren't you?"

His words hit hard like a knife being dug into your skin. You knew he'd figure out sooner or later, then why are you surprised. Is it because he's actually playing your cards against you?

"No, sir, I- I would not do such things."

"Then tell me, why is it that all your other subjects have flying colours but you're failing only my subject?"

"I- I was uh was um-"

"You know very well there's no point in trying don't you? Just be frank with me."

You didn't dare tell your professor that you're failing them just to get even a dint of his attention. But now there's nothing you can do. You're trapped in here until you tell him exactly what he wants to hear, the truth, or you might never even get to see his face in class.

"Y- yes sir, I failed them on pu- purpose."

"Now, why is that? Even though I might have my own assumptions about it, I want to know what's your reasoning behind it is."

"I- I.....it was a dare, sir."

"Lies." He chuckles. "There's no point in lying cause you know both of us already know the answer. So just tell me the truth."

Heart hammering against your chest as you try to calm the unbearable feeling inside your chest and between your thighs just to be able to reply to him. How pathetic of you to get aroused just by him being a little rough towards you.

Yes you've fantasised about being alone with him, touched yourself thinking about him, even today when he summoned you to this office, a part of you got overwhelmed with emotions knowing you'd get to have his attention all directed towards you only.

But you weren't prepare for him to know exactly the cards you were dealing and using them against you. And you know there's no point in lying, so you just spill the beans.

"Fo- for attention, sir."

"Who's attention?"

"Y- your sir."

Eyes flickering back to your thighs as you try hard no to make eye contact with him. But the stares he's throwing at you makes it impossible for you to do practically anything.

"No one taught you to look at your seniors while speaking?"

You shake your heads left and right as a negative que and slowly turn to face him. Cheeks heated with red dust flushed across as his stares bore deep inside you.

"I- I'm sorry sir. I'll make sure not to fail them again."

"Are you though? Your actions speak otherwise."

Gripping tightly on your skirt as you watch him intently, leaning back against the chair tugging his tie loose from all the exhaustion while he continues to stare at you. Gulping in the desires you immediately shift your gaze from him only to have him raise his voice to tell you to face him.

"If you're so sorry then, show it to me."

"Sorry?"

You ask not having the slightest idea of what he's insinuating while he unbuttons his shirt and spreading his legs as a que for you to understand. And thats when it hits you. You stare at him flushed red.

Of course you fantasised about him throwing you on his wooden desk slamming his fat cock into your tight little pussy while pining you against the desk railing you like a complete beast. Yes you touched yourself thinking about all these things but now that it's actually happening, you're at a loss of words and your body at a complete freeze.

"Come here."

He taps on his thighs, indicating you to follow through as you get up and make your way towards him, stopping in between his thighs. His hands smooth across your bare thighs below your skirt level, softly tracing it to your inner thighs, making you flinch.

"This is what you want, don't you?" He asks palming at his dick in the confines of his pants when you look down at his crotch only to gulp in fear and excitement. Thinking about what he looks like down there, what his size and shape is down there you stare in awe and completely zoned out when his chuckle brings you back to sense.

"So desperate. Are you getting wet just from looking at my dick?"

He states, bringing his hand to your inner thighs while tracing its way slowly towards your clothed sex. A whimper leaves you mouth when he rubs against your clothed clit that was starting to get filthy wet by every stroke of his finger against it.

Your eyes screw shut to the sensation down below as your thighs try to shut close trembling a little but he makes sure to spread you legs apart whilst rubbing against your greedy cunt.

"Here. Sit here."

He taps on his thigh as you slowly bring yourself on his thigh sitting down when a shock of pleasure makes you shiver a little the second you clit comes in contact with his thigh. Nanami picks it up as he grabs on your ass and rolls your hips on his thigh earning a moan from you.

"Hump on me. If you manage not to cum until I tell you to, maybe I'll consider rewarding you."

Eyes glossy radiating lust as you nod your head uncontrollably to his words and start dry humping yourself against his muscular thighs. His hands rest on the arm rest as he relaxes himself and looks at you desperately humping on his thigh wanting to feel the pleasure and cum soon, but holding back for his reward.

"Look at you humping like a bitch in heat. You want my cock that bad?"

"Y- yes, sir, please."

"Then you gotta work for it. Go on."

The eagerness and desperation piling up inside you as you start humping a little faster than before trying to feel the pleasure of at least being able to touch him. Hands on his shoulders as they grip tightly trying to latch onto something, anything as the pressure in your stomach keeps building up with every stroke.

His cologne bores into you as your head plops down on his shoulder even though you aren't sure if he'll like you being this comfortable and feeling pleasure at the same time. But miraculously enough he doesn't say anything.

But what's mesmerising is how his cock starts bulging in his pants slightly which you notice and subconsciously your hands make their way to his crotch but a slap on your wrist makes you back of when you realise this isn't your fantasy world.

Its real and actually happening.

"Dont get too greedy. Be happy I even gave you this much. Otherwise you won't get what your working so hard for."

"Y- yes sir."

Voice quivering as you feel your orgam rolling closer and closer but you hold yourself back with trembling legs and shivering body which he notices and to make it even worse he slowly traces his hands on your back beneath your top inside.

"Tell me. Did you touch yourself while thinking about me hm?"

"Yes s- sir."

"Such a filthy little creature you are. Having nasty thoughts and deeds over a professor."

The seriousness and dominance in his voice makes you feel tiny and helpless while you continue to hump on his thigh overstimulating yourself. Slight tears forming in your eyes as you sniffle a bit.

And not long after, your professor picks you up by the ass and slams you down on the table as your back hits hard on the wooden rough surface. Flipping you over, he puts your skirt over your hip as you hear him unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants.

Soon you feel his complete hard cock rubbing against you ass. He grinds a few times against your ass before he slams his fact cock into your tight pussy burning the inside wholly. You feel as his cock stretch the inside of your pussy so much so that it becomes hard for you to support yourself.

His cock is so much better than what you originally fantasised about and his hip work is so much better than those in your mindless fantasies. Hip slamming roughly inside your tight cunny increasing both the pain and pleasure inside your aching walls.

Hand grabbing your neck, pinning you down onto the desk. Muffled cries, groans and chains of curses were all that were being heard in this confined place as your professor keeps fucking you over the edge. Body still sensitive from the edging as waves of pleasure rolls over your body with every single thrust.

"You know what we're doing is wrong, don't you? But you're still taking my cock in so eagerly." He scoffs while his rough hands grab tightly onto your loose hair forming a slight stinging sensation on your scalp pulling your head back but not all the way.

"I doubt you failed all of your test just for a cramp of my attention. Its my dick that you originally wanted didn't you?"

You try to form a full sentence but it was that much hard to do so as you feel his cock split you in half with every single time his crotch aligns with your hip. Every thrust from his cock in your pussy kept uncoiling the knot in your stomach bringing you closer to you oragsm.

And thats when you feel a strong tug on your hair pulling you all the way to his chest as he growls in your ear making your supporting knees give out but he holds you in place.

"Speak up. Didn't I ask you something?Tell me what is it that you actually wanted?"

"Y- your cock sir. Your fat cock in my throbbing pussy si- angh."

"Tch. What a dirty slut you are spreading you legs to your professor just like that."

Whimpers were all that made way past your pursed lips as you tried hard to hold you voice down. It is currently school time and the campus is swarmed with students and teacher but here you are, a dirty little attention whore, fucking your professor.

You felt the pressure in your stomach grow as the tip touches your cervix perfectly with every rough thrust being thrust inside your greedy cunny. And you clamping down on him made him realise so.

"Sir- pl- please, sir. I wanna cum. Can I cum?"

A strong sting forms on your ass cheek to your words as you realise thats him slapping hard against your soft butt cheeks. An angry growl from him made you scared to the bones thinking what might happen now when he speaks.

"Can you cum what?" It took you a minute to understand but you catch onto quick.

"Can I cum please, sir?"

"Now that's a good girl. Yes you can cum now."

Just by his words your pussy gushes out cumming all over his dick when he doesn't even stop to let you cum rather thrusts more into you but sloppily. That's when you realise he's close as you clamp down on him.

"You've been a good girl listening to everything I said. So here's your reward."

And you feel him release his thick hot milk inside your walls painting your inside white and he keeps thrusting until he's milked his cock dry of cum inside your unprotected pussy. The warm feeling of him shooting his cum inside your pussy fills you up as you both pant for air letting go of the exhaustion.

He pulls away and puts his pants back on as you do the same after having him help you down from the desk cause of how much your body was exhausted and how shaky your legs were. Tapping on your skirt once last time you turn to face him as he speaks.

"Dont fail your tests cause I won't take that bullshit anymore and will have authority change your professor instead if you do so."

You keep your eyes down to the ground both from respect and also the overwhelming feeling piling inside your stomach to the thought that you actually got to get your professor dick burried balls deep inside your pussy. You only nod in reply.

"And also focus on class, and if you have any questions, come see me at my office." Your gaze immediately shoots to meet his fierce eyes as you can see through his gaze exactly what he means when you again nod in reply.

And before you could walk away from the desk and out the door fixing your clothes properly, he walks up in front of you and stops you before leaning down onto your ears only to whisper.

"But after hours, of course."

And sends you on your merry way as you sink in the feeling and thoughts of what just happened now with a flustered smile plastered across your face.

But what you failed to notice was the smirk that creeped up on his face as well as he thought to himself about how he'd like to fuck you again another time. Cause he couldn't deny he loved the way your dirty pussy clenched around his fat cock without any hesitation, without any shame.

He just loved the shamelessness of your attitude when you let him do anything with you like his little slave. And he thought to himself once last thing.

You'd make a good slave.

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subzeroparade · 1 year

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In which decade bloodborne set approximately? I know what this is fantasy and sir miyazaki likes to combine things from different periods but which will most likely be exact decade or multiple decades? I am starting a new hobby, creating historical garments. Today me and my friend were chatting, and i showed her edwardian combinations underwear. You can google it, such i piece of art. My friend also said how Maria would look beautiful in it. But i thought what it is too late for our lady huntress's life to wear it. So what your thoughts on period game set in?

That sounds delightful! Enjoy :)

I don’t think it’s meant to be any specific period with any exactitude. I wouldn’t look at it as a painting, anyway, where one could identify the lace and tell you what portion of the middle class wore this lace during what decade of Victoria’s reign. I think everything is very generally Victorian-adjacent, and not worth niggling over this hat is technically Georgian or this coat is technically Edwardian. The tricorne hat was supposedly falling out of favour by the Napoleonic wars, and yet it’s THE headpiece par excellence; while the Doll’s bonnet puts her a little further in the early/mid 19th. The Cainhurst silhouette is at once strikingly and bizarrely 18th century French, and also not at all. We also know BB borrows A TON from Christophe Gans’ hilarious cringefest Le pacte des loups which is much more overtly pre-(French)-Revolution in aesthetic/costumes.

So to me, there’s no hard and fast rule based on the overarching aesthetic, except maybe “Victorian-adjacent fantasy”. It feel as if the narrative team threw everything in there from Matthew Gregory Lewis’ The Monk (1796) to Stoker’s Dracula (1899) - this goes without even mentioning Lovecraft - and already we are far beyond the length of Victoria’s reign. The same goes for the architecture - while generally Neo-gothic/gothic revival, there is a ton of other European influence as well.

I made a post about this concerning Game of Thrones a little while back, which is to say some of the more brilliant art directors/costume designers will know exactly what they are sourcing overall and then allow themselves a creative freedom above that historically recognisable framework, so the visuals seem at once glaringly familiar yet not constrained to accuracy.

Tldr; you can dress ‘em up however you like.

in conclusion watch Le pacte des loups because even if it's a joke the costumes are great and Vincent Cassel is absolutely hammy in it. •‿•

#ask #still going through the ask box #painfully slowly sorry #bloodborne #ask the art historian who is definitely not a costume historian and definitely not specialised in anything pre 20thc.

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swxxtsxcchxrine · 2 years

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☆ ♡ Hands up! ♡ ☆

+parings; ☆ blackfem!bimbo x mean!stoner Gojo☆

+synopsis; Gojo has had enough of his classmates - especially you - so when the two of you are paired up he realises he can’t suppress his anger. will the party you’ll be attending later give him enough time to finally air out? ♡

+warnings; rough sex, crude language, squirting, hate sex?, oral - fem and masc receiving -, fingering, sub space, overstimulation, teasing, creampie, cervix fucking, black reader but no explicit description degrading, praising, man - handling, impact play, drug and alcohol mentioned, reader is called pretty girl, crybaby, baby, heavy dacryphillia♡

Your heels clattered loudly on the glossy floor, the empty auditorium reverberating to the sound as your short skirt rode up. The glossiest gloss you could find in your purse was used as normal to accentuate and gloss up your lips. The chain around your neck had a blinged-out ak-47 charm dangling above your boobs. You brushed your pink highlights in your blonde hair away from your face as the raspberry-flavoured gum burst.

As the jingling of your jewellery echoed across the room, you took a seat at the rear and took the time to put out your belongings. You waited for your instructor to start the class while you sat quietly. The door swung open, and much to your dismay, stood an all too familiar face.

Satoru Gojo. You could just sense his smug grin plastered on his face as yours dropped. His affliction shirt hung loose as his baggy black trousers scraped across the floor. His shirt had a skull with wings coming off the side and matching trousers too. His bb-belt reflected the light of the auditorium.

You've never been able to determine why Satoru had an implicit animosity for you. His negative attitude caused you to become negative in kind, and you inevitably started to dislike one another. He scowled every time the two of you met, never missing an opportunity to make petty comments whether it's in regards to your looks, outfit or personality.

Satoru's bright blue eyes rolled back as he diverted to you. As neither of you broke your eye contact, the tension grew immediately. He huffed, his backpack slumped haphazardly over his shoulder. His hair was, as per-usual, messily brushed up in a poor attempt to get it out of his face.

You got sick from Satoru. He enraged you. He was essentially dead to you, if anything. Satoru didn't say anything as he approached you before turning right and heading away. You suddenly released a breath that you hadn't even realised you had been holding before turning to face your lecturer. You don't know what time he entered. But you already knew that Satoru's presence had wrecked your day. Students began typing as soon as the lesson started, with you among them, taking a moment now and then to check yourself in the mirror and touch up your lip gloss.

Your professor briefly mentioned the fact that you have a month to complete your course work plus an essay with feedback he'd give you throughout this month, and that he would expect you to work in pairs. While the others sat in eager expectation of hearing whose name would be called after theirs, some sighed in distress. And you weren't an exception.

As the name of the person whose name was called after yours was spoken, officially referring to you two as a pair, your heart began to rush. There was no way this could happen. Everything was going smoothly. This is just not possible.

Students dispersed and gathered when the bell that marked the end of the period, rang. You went down the stairs to the professor. "Sir, I don't think-" Your teacher cut you off mid-sentence and said, "If it's about the pairing, I don't want to hear it. Working with a co-worker you don't get along with won't be the worst of your troubles in the actual world of work.” You took a breath and were instantly silenced by his sharp tone.

To avoid making any more sly remarks, you bit your lip. You were aware that you should not fight with your teacher. Turning around on your heels, you walked toward your dorm room. Being partnered with someone you hated was less of a concern for you than other things.

Your room was painted a bright pink colour, giving it the appearance of a fever dream. You felt like a Barbie as every corner was hot pink. As your cushions were fluffed to perfection, your king-sized bed stood tall and proud. The velvety comforter had "doll face" sewn on it was covered in pink and black zebra design. Your bathroom was decorated similarly, with hot pink bath towels drying on the rack. Soon after, you started your self-care regimen, heating your bath to the perfect temperature to give you the deepest sense of fulfilment. You were dressed entirely in lacy pink undies and purple silk bratz robe, with pin up rollers in your hair and a purple bonnet covering it.

At 11 o'clock this evening, Suguru Getou hosted a party, so you had to turn heads as you entered. Your thoughts wandered to the idea of people swarming you and complimenting your clothes as usual. You sat on the sofa watching Incantation. You huffed, waiting for the time to go by and debated on whether you should spend this time starting on your course work.

Your daydream was broken by an abrupt knock at the door. You jerked and lowered your eyes to your phone. Only 4:34 had passed. You weren't planning on meeting anyone soon. Another round of impatient knocks rang out around your room before you could gather your thoughts. You stood to open the door; pissed. Your sour expression was replaced with a look of confusion.

Satoru Gojo was once again standing before you. His low eyes glared at you while a smug smirk spread across his face. The stench of marijuana crept into your nostrils and soon filled the entire room as you clenched your face in a grimace. "You ready to start the coursework, babe?" Your expression changed. Satoru could not possibly be here start the coursework while so inebriated. “What the fuck you doing here? Talking ‘bout coursework,” You reprimanded him for being here in the state he’s in: "Look at you, you can't even see straight, bitch,” He groaned as he kissed his teeth. Obviously, he didn't register a thing you said.

You sigh and clicked your teeth. There would be no dream work with this "team work." You huffed, ultimately deciding to kick him out of your dorm. Attempting to shut the door did nothing but make the boy whine and complain. "Come on man, I gotta get full marks on this course work or my dads gonna, like, kill me," he raised his hands. You tutted, thinking what to do.

Satoru gave a loud grunt as you ushered him inside and shoved him into the room. You slammed the door behind you before turning around and leaning against the door. You looked at the mess in front of you. Babysitting was not your idea of fun. The sneer on Satoru's face didn't waver while he stood there waiting to be told what to do. You crossed your arms and wondered what to do with the lost cause. He was waiting there patiently for you to say anything or perhaps even instruct him.

It was clear what Satoru felt about you. You didn't appeal to him. He hated you. He hated both your ditzy attitude and the sickening sweetness of your voice. How your doe eyes blinked at each word he uttered, which he found repulsive. And most of all, he hated how he couldn’t have you.

Before speaking, Gojo gave you a quick glance. “You gotta unwind, baby. Here…” He chuckled light-heartedly. As unusual as it was, your shoulders relaxed at his voice. His voice seemed soft? He wasn’t as harsh with his tone like he usually is. He gave you a direct glance before digging into his pocket for the weed and a lighter. "Ya' know how to roll? Or do you need me to teach you, pretty?” Your brows wrinkled in perplexity. There is no way he was trying to get you high when you had coursework to complete. You sat down next to him on the ground, crossing your legs.

Although a part of you wanted to object, the other part told you to just fuck it all. You removed the half-rolled blunt from his fingertips, added more cannabis to the tip, and then tightly wound it up. Your gaze stayed fixed on his as you took the lighter and brought it between your lips and lit the tip up. His eyes widened in sudden infatuation. You took one deep puff before bringing the spliff to his lips. He opened his mouth, just enough for the tip to go in, without objection.

You giggled and clasped your hands together. “Dumb bitch, what you giggling for now?” he mocked you while laughing. By now, the two of you were lying on the sofa whilst watching Scary Movie 2. Your legs were sprawled all across the surface of the sofa. Gojo had a pillow laid across his lap. That he squeezed every time a jumpscare came on the screen.

You had ought to smack him but self control was holding you back. Time was passing quick and the party wouldn’t wait for you. Fuck the course work. You’d come back to it tomorrow (if you weren’t hung over).

After the two of you nearly finished the blunt you’d been sharing, looked at the time. It had only been about 30 minutes. There was no way. It had felt as if 3 hours had passed and you could tell Gojo was starting to feel the same way.

You turned to Satoru to tell him to leave, but he must have already got the hint and walked towards the door without a word.

And then you were alone. Again.

★

Your dress hiked up, and the dazzling lights flashed in your eyes. Although the skin-tight outfit was unpleasant, it hugged your curves the finest and undoubtedly attracted attention. Your pretty head's lovely curls were moving up and down to the same beat as your boobs. The drug from earlier still had trace amounts in your system, however you still managed to function somewhat normally, despite being really buzzy.

By shoving your way past other partygoers and moving swiftly in his direction, you approached Getou. In addition to having girls swarming about him and squealing with excitement whenever he talked, his brilliant smile could be seen for miles. You embraced him with wide arms. Now that your childhood best friend was an adult, you felt like a proud mother. You told Getou it was his special day and gave him a playful peck on the cheek.

Meanwhile, Satoru was watching you embrace Suguru while he sipped on what appeared to be the last of the cheap booze he had in his cup. The sound of Coming Down by The Weeknd resounded in your ears as you went to get a drink. You still felt a bit buzzed from early however you couldn’t care less.

A few kids - including Suguru - were on the sofa doing balloons and smart whip. A familiar white haired boy caught your attention. His eyes hung low and were now a deep blue and had a glossy sheen over them. He seemed to be in some trance, his eyes fixated on one spot.

Satoru slouched down on the sofa, his lap practically inviting you to sit on it. Your pussy throbbed at the idea. All the hatred you felt for the man was slowly simmering down and simply dissipating into nothing. You set down your drink, before making your way. You stood in front of his hard gaze before his eyes trailed your body and made its way up to your face. “What is it, babe?” he asked. Whatever drugs he took before the party seemed to have a similar effect on you that it had on him. The two of you seemed somewhat civil.

“Nothing. Just wanted to see how you were doing,” you bent over with your hand on his cheek caressing it softly as you whispered into his ear while you wore a cheeky grin. You giggled as he became visibly flustered. You adjusted yourself so you were basically straddling him, his hand finding comfort on your waist.

The tension building between the two of you was high and increasing with every passing second. His hot breath made your ears burn as slick pooled in between your legs. His dick got harder with every motion as you gently rocked back and forth on it. His hands moved up and down your waist. Not a single word was exchanged between the two of you; there wasn’t any need, you could read each other's thoughts through your eyes. You placed a gentle kiss on his neck before getting up to leave. His hand tightened its grip on your wrist just as your hand was ready to elude his grasp. “Where d’you think you’re going, pretty? You’re gonna do all that, then leave me here begging?” he feigned his hurt. But you knew. You were aware of his intense desire for you. Despite the fact that he would call you all kinds of foul names.

He dragged you to the master bedroom as you squealed in protest. His grip only tightened even more. His impatience was increasing. It didn’t take an idiot to see. The door swung open and before you could blink he’d shove you onto the bed. You folded your arms and scoffed at the tall man, watching as his face turn into one if anger, “What the fuck is your problem?”

“You really need to know when to shut the fuck up,” he snorted before unbuckling his belt. He let his jeans fall before springing his hard cock free. Your pussy throbbed and clenched at the thought of being stuffed full by him.

His pretty pink tip leaked pre-cum. His cock was bent at a particular angle and two veins lay in tandem. He was well trimmed, little hairs on his pelvis. He smirked at your sudden change in facial expression before grabbing the back of your head and pushing you closer to his crotch. Your mouth watered, ready to take all of him - or most of him. He easily slid down your mouth, a deep groan rumbling from his throat. The grip on your hair tightened with every bob of your head. You gagged and gurgled on the tip, releasing it with a pop. Your mascara and eyeliner was pouring down your face as you cried from his tip constantly hitting the back of your throat. Your lip gloss and liner was now smudged all over your face as well as your spit

“Did that shut you up yet?” he chuckled as he slapped your face with the tip. “Dumb girl. You’re not deserving of my dick,” your big eyes batted at his cruel words as more tears threatened to fall. “You’re so fucking annoying. I hate you Satoru,” you spat, turning your head away from his cold and unwavering gaze.

“Don’t be like that pretty. Come here, I’ll make you love me beyond belief,” he whispered.

He caressed your face softly before leaning down to kiss you, swallowing your cries. His fingers tangled themselves in your hair as he pushed your head further into your mouth. Drool escaped from the side of your mouth as his other hand wandered down your waist, past your hips and stopping at your clothed pussy. He pulled his lips from yours before hiking your dress up.

He pushed your legs up and out of the way. He fingered your clit through the skimpy piece of panties you wore. “S’wet for me, baby,” he whispered into your core. You mewled as he continued to tease you. When he realised it was enough, he removed your underwear and discarded it across the room. Slick spilled from your clenching hole. “S’all for me, pretty?” he cooed. You hummed a brief response, urging him to go further. However he continued his teasing ministrations. You squirmed trying to get more stimulation towards your aching cunt.

“Oh my Gosh, this must be why you-,” before you could finish, he blew cold air onto your clit, the new sensation making you clench even tighter. He gripped your thighs and held them in place before going down to suck your throbbing bud. Your back arched and a moan was ripped from your throat as he sucked harder. You immediately covered your mouth in any attempt to suppress your moan further. He licked up and down, starting at your oozing hole and finishing at your clit. Your spare hand found itself buried deep in his hair, subconsciously pushing him further. You sobbed loud as he pushed his tongue into your hole. “Filthy bitch,” he whispered to himself.

Clenching on his tongue, you could feel yourself slowly falling off the edge. Your toes curled and fat tears rolled down your cheeks. You clenched and unclenched tightly, your hips buckling towards his mouth eagerly.

He could feel that you were close. Your squeals were getting more high pitched, your legs getting shakier and your arch becoming steeper. His tongue flicked and curled itself up inside of you while his thumb toyed with your puffy clit. “Satoru-…m’close!” you gasped and squirmed away from his overwhelming touch.

Juices flowed out and into his mouth as he tongue fucked you out of your high. “Such a pretty pussy hmm..” he groaned smacking your clit. You jolted at the sensitivity, instinctively closing your legs only for him to pry them open again.

Satoru held down your hips to keep them still. He had only just started and was no where near finished. He easily slid two fingers through your slick slit eliciting a sharp hiss from you. His precise and long fingers prodded experimentally at your gummy walls in an attempt to find your spongy spot. Your hips bucked up as you made an effort to run from his chasing fingers. “Keep still for me crybaby,” he groaned.

“It’s too much! Too much!” you begged.

“But your squeezing me so tight, slut,”

You found yourself crying as he thrusted in and out with his slender fingers, reaching places you couldn’t before. You creamed and gushes around his paced fingers as you spasmed against him. You tried pushing his hand away, begging and babbling about whatever came to your empty head, however he swat your weak one elsewhere. The pressure on your bladder was becoming too intense for you. You let out a sharp hiss before splashes of clear liquid splashed Satoru’s face, breaking his trance.

You laid on the bed sprawled out. Not a single thought through your pretty little head. Satoru hadn’t even given you his cock yet and you were already fucked out. If he knew you were this sensitive, he wouldn’t have waited this long.

Satoru lined himself up with your swollen cunt. You trembled under his touch, his cock touching all the right places inside of you. “m’too sensitive! please,” you pleaded however it all fell or deaf ears for Satoru didn’t halt his movements. “S’ok crybaby,” he cooed in your ear. He fully bottomed out and waited until your cries had simmered down before moving back slowly then slamming in. His length hit your cervix. He pushed down on the print of his dick inside of you on your stomach. “That’s me right there. All of me. Your so good takin’ all of me…” he whispered reassuringly.

The pleasure became unbearable as he continued his assault on your sore cunny. Your toes uncurled and curled over in bliss. Fat tears rolled down your hot cheeks as he bent further over you into a mating press. The familiar feeling of the same pressure that was on your bladder came back and he could feel it too. He rubbed and flicked at your clit until you rolled your hips away in an attempt to run. He chuckled at your dim light as he slowly fucked all the wit out of you.

Satoru was close. Very close. His balls twitched at the idea of filling you up as you creamed and slicked up the base of his cock. It wasn’t long before he emptied his cum in your sore cunt. You wailed at the warm slowly filling you up to the brim.

“You learn to shut up yet?” he remarked at your fucked out state. He watched as your eyes darted across the room, trying to make sense of what actually happened. Satoru had half the mind to leave you here for Getou to find but decided to stay with you.

You stared blankly as Satoru didn’t say a word before dressing back up and stuffing your panties into his pocket. His hoodie for your undies.

Seemed fair.

+a/n; the end is a bit rushed but i hope u enjoyed 😉🤞🏾

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Assassination Classroom Episode #1: Assassination Time Transcript

This episode introduces Class 3-E and their teacher.

{Text on sign: 3-E}

{Text on paper #1: Assassination}

{Text on paper #2: Class 3-E}

Kayano: Huhauh!

Nagisa: Eaum!

Isogai: Euh, ehum! Deheah!

{Text on sign: 3-E}

3-E girls: Heh, huah!

3-E boys: Hueah!

(3-E girls: Huah!)

3-E girls: Huah!

{Text on book: Roll Book}

Yellow monster: All right, people. Let’s get started, shall we? Class monitor, if you would do the honors.

Nagisa: Right! Ready! Aim! Fire!

Yellow monster: Oh! Oh my! Well, why don’t I just call roll while you children wear yourselves out. Isogai?

Isogai: Here.

Yellow monster: What’s that? I’m afraid I couldn’t make it out over all the gunfire.

Isogai: Here!

Yellow monster: Okajima?

Okajima: Here!

Yellow monster: Okuda?

Okuda: Here!

Yellow monster: Kataoka?

Kataoka: Here!

Yellow monster: Kayano?

Kayano: Here!

Yellow monster: Kanzaki?

Kanzaki: Here!

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Nagisa: Heah heah…

Yellow monster: Excellent.

(Nagisa: …heah!)

Yellow monster: All present and accounted for. No tardies! Congratulations!

Nakamura: Awuah…he’s fast.

(Okano: Heah…huah!)

Nagisa: Ehuah!

Isogai: The whole class opened fire and he doesn’t even have a scratch.

(Okano: Heah…huah! Heah…huah!)

Nagisa’s thoughts: Yep.

(Okano: Heah!)

Nagisa’s thoughts: We’re assassins. And our target…is our teacher.

Yellow monster: No luck today either, eh? That’s really too bad. What’s the lesson here? Numbers are no substitute for inventiveness, perhaps? That any hack can point a gun and pull a trigger? Some of Column A, some of Column B? I get that you’re trying to cast a net as widely as possible, so to speak, but the approach lacked originality. When the target clocks at Mach 20, an assassin has to think outside the box.

Maehara: Ha, right, Mach 20.

Nagisa: Ehoh!

Maehara: No freakin’ way that you dodged that hail of bullets.

Sugino: He’s got a point. I mean, these are only BBs, right? For all we know, you just stood there and took ‘em like a champ.

3-E girls: Auh! I don’t like these shenanigans! I don’t think so! Yeah!

(3-E boys: Sugino’s right!)

Yellow monster: Huah…collect the ammunition and bring it here. As was explained, these are anti-me BBs.

Okano: Huoh!

Yellow monster: Harmless to you, but…

3-E students: AUOH!

Yellow monster: …able to split my cells like a knife through warm tofu.

{Text on BBs: S.A.A.U.S.O}

Yellow monster: Developed by your government for that express purpose. Of course, after a few seconds, I can regenerate good as new. A luxury you won’t have if you accidentally shoot your eye out.

3-E students: Auoauh!

Yellow monster: From now on, no discharging guns in the classroom. Safety first! And good luck killing me before graduation. You’re going to need it.

{Text on sign: 3-E}

Yellow monster: Firearms and government-issue anti-me BBs away, please. Time to get to work!

3-E students: Aw! Are you serious?

Nagisa [narrating]: Kunugigaoka Junior High, Class 3-E. The assassination classroom.

(3-E students: Aw! This sucks!)

Nagisa [narrating]: The bell rings…another day begins.

Yellow monster: Eheahahahahahaha!

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{Caption: Episode 1: Assassination Time}

Yellow monster: Okay! Here’s a puzzler for you. Isogai!

Isogai: Uh, sir?

Yellow monster: Which of these four tentacles is the odd man out?

Isogai: Um…the blue one?

Yellow monster: Excellent! “The boy who is standing” employs “who” as a relative pronoun.

Kayano: Hey, Nagisa. Check it out.

(Yellow monster: A relative pronoun, as you’ve thought…)

Nagisa: Hm?

(Yellow monster: …qualifies the noun…)

Yellow monster: …immediately preceding it. These handy-dandy…

Kayano: Crescent moon’s out. During the day. Neat, huh?

(Yellow monster: …items specifically introduce words or relative clauses…)

Yellow monster: …which modify a word, phrase, or idea found in the…

Nagisa’s thoughts: How did this happen? How did we get here? I mean, as far as I know…it all started with two very big things kicking off third year.

(Yellow monster: …predicate of a sentence. Think of the word “relative”. Here, “who” relates the verb. Notice how the sentence unravels without it?)

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Nagisa [narrating]: First, there was the moon. One minute, it’s fine; the next, kaboom! Permanent crescent.

{Text on screen #1: Breaking}

{Text on screen #2: NASA Reporting: Most of Moon Missing?}

Male news anchor: Uh…we interrupt our currently scheduled program for this breaking news bulletin.

{Text on screen: NASA (National Aeronautics and Space Administration) Reporting: 70% of Moon Vaporized}

Female news anchor #1: This just in: a portion of the Moon has been vaporized. Some sources estimate over 70%. I repeat, according---

Female news anchor #2: What does it mean? Astronomers the world over are struggling to figure out just that.

{Text on sign: 3-E}

Nagisa [narrating]: There was that, and then there was him.

Yellow monster: Hello! How are you? So I’m the one who blew up the Moon.

3-E students: Huh?!

Yellow monster: Next year, I intend to do the same to planet Earth. But never mind that now. I’m gonna be your new teacher. Isn’t that exciting?

3-E students’ thoughts: There are so many things wrong with this picture.

Nagisa [narrating]: It was a strong first impression.

Karasuma: Uh…I’m Karasuma, I’m from the Ministry of Defense. What, uh…what I’m about to tell you, we in the business call “classified”. Huah…aw hell, I’ll just come right out with it. I’m gonna need you to kill this thing for the sake of mankind.

3-E students: Awauhuh?

Mimura: Excuse me…no offense; is this a joke, ‘cause if that’s the alien who blew up the Moon---

Yellow monster: AAHBAHBAHBAHBAHBAHBAH!

(Mimura: Ehouh?)

Yellow monster: I AM AN EARTHLING BORN AND BRED, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!

Nagisa: Eh…

Nagisa’s thoughts: Okay?

Karasuma: I’m not at liberty to discuss the details at this juncture. I’ll just say he’s telling the truth. His threat is all too real. As of this coming March…he will obliterate the Earth. Apart from you, the only people who know this are world leaders. If word of this leaks out to the public, we’ll have widespread panic on our hands. He must be terminated soon, and with extreme prejudice. Which means that you…must become assassins! Now you’ll notice he’s incredibly fast…and for some reason, he likes grooming eyebrows! Immaculately!

3-E students: Waaaahhhh!

Karasuma: You’re looking at a being so powerful he can obliterate over half the Moon in seconds. So fast he’s been clocked at Mach 20. A world where he’s allowed to live is a world waiting to be destroyed, plain and simple.

Yellow monster: He makes it all sound so grim, doesn’t he? Cheer up! I’ve graciously made your government an offer. “Stop making fools of yourselves trying to kill me,” I said, “and let me teach Class 3-E at this illustrious institution.

(Karasuma: Grr…)

Nagisa’s thoughts: Seriously?!

Karasuma: We didn’t have much of a choice. We have no idea what his motives are, but we agreed on the condition that none of you students would be harmed in any way. The advantage is two-fold: on the one hand, we’ll know his whereabouts a good portion of every weekday, which is something. On the other, he’ll be in close range to 30 people with the means and incentive to kill him.

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Yellow monster: Nakamura! I distinctly remember saying no guns discharging in the classroom!

Nakamura: I know…

Yellow monster: Back row, young lady! Think about what you’ve done!

Nakamura: Awuh…

Nagisa’s thoughts: Why would this thing wanna be our teacher? And how are we going to assassinate him if the government can’t? Those are the questions we should have asked at the start, but I guess we got distracted.

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Karasuma: Do the deed and you get 10 billion.

3-E students: WHAT?!

Karasuma: It’s only fair. Kill him, save the Earth. If that doesn’t deserve a life on easy street, what are we fighting for? He doesn’t think you can do it. Use that. Green stripes indicate he’s feeling superior. We have some experience with it.

3-E male student #1: Freaky.

Yellow monster: Truth be told, I’m not worried. The military couldn’t kill me; why would anyone assume students could? After all, you don’t even have fighter jets! Hard to keep tidy, fighter jets.

3-E female student #1: What’s with the cleaning fetish?

Karasuma: It’s all on you. Find the cracks in this smug bastard’s defenses and exploit them. The weapons you’ll be provided are harmless to humans, but extremely fatal to him. And it goes without saying we’ll need to keep this between us. The clock is ticking. Decide whether you’ll stand for our home being blasted to space dust.

Yellow monster: That should just about cover it, I think. What do you say we hit the books and make the final year of your lives a productive one?

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Nagisa’s thoughts: So that’s it. We have a year to live. If we can’t find a way to kill our teacher…Earth is gonna be history.

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Yellow monster: Oh! That’s lunchtime, everybody. Excuse me while I pop over to China for a quick bite. You have my cell number; any killers feeling especially trigger-happy today are welcome to hit me up.

3-E students: DEAUH!

Nakamura: Okay, math. If he’s traveling at Mach 20…

Nagisa: It’ll take twenty minutes tops to reach his favorite takeout place in Sichuan.

Maehara: So just to be clear, we’ve absolutely ruled out missiles?

Isogai: Are you kidding? Even if we had access to that kind of hardware, he can break the sound barrier!

3-E female student #2: While grading!

{Text on paper #1: English Quiz: Infinitives and Subjects}

{Text on paper #2: Yuma Isogai}

{Text on paper #3: Perfect answer!! Double octopus!}

Isogai: My homework even came back with a doodle on it.

3-E female student #2: All things considered, you have to admit he’s not doing a bad job.

Kurahashi: I know, right? He tutored me on algebra, and I killed it on our pop quiz the next day!

(Yellow monster: The important part for you to remember is that what happens on one side of the equation is likewise done on the other side of the equation, balancing both sides equally)

Mimura: Yeah, kind of a shame. We get our grades up just in time for the world to end.

Okajima: Well, college wasn’t happenin’ either way.

Nagisa’s thoughts: Flying super cephalopod bent on world destruction? Check. Impossible target? Check. But he might be the best damn teacher any of us has ever had. Forget that we’re all would-be assassins and that most people probably see us as average, garden-variety third-years, at least on the surface. Underneath it all, though…Class 3-E has always been different.

Terasaka: Yo, Nagisa.

Nagisa: Auh?

Terasaka: Look alive, little man!

(Yoshida, Muramatsu: Hehehehe!)

Terasaka: Time to put our money where our mouth is and get this done.

Nagisa: Hm!

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Terasaka: So we know the octopus’ face changes color depending on what mood he’s in. Have you been keepin’ track like I asked? Gimme the specs.

Nagisa: You got it. I guess for starters, green stripes mean he feels cocky, so that’s something.

{Text on blackboard #1: A: A}

{Text on blackboard #2: K: kiha}

{Text on blackboard #3: B: bara}

Nagisa: When we give a wrong answer, his face goes dark purple.

{Text on blackboard #1: A: Akiyama}

{Text on blackboard #2: K: Kiyohara}

{Text on blackboard #3: B: Burkleo}

Nagisa: When we answer correctly, bright red. What’s interesting is every day after lunch, without fail---

Terasaka: Blah, blah, whatever! We got more than enough. When his guard’s down, that’s when we make our move. Well, at least you do.

Nagisa: Yeah, about that…I---

Terasaka: Don’t start! We’ve been over this! Worried about your transcript?

Nagisa: Eum…

Terasaka: Wake up, dude! We’re 3-E! Everyone expects us to be thugs and murderers anyway. You know what the “E” stands for, right?

{Caption: The End Class}

Terasaka: End of the line.

{Text on sign: Old Campus}

Terasaka: Think they shuttle us up this mountain every day for the view? Sorry to burst your bubble, man, but society don’t want us. When do nobodies like us have a shot at the kind of cash at stake here?

(Nagisa: Euh!)

Terasaka: This is our one-way ticket out of the boonies! No guts, no glory. Let this be your moment to shine.

Nagisa: Huh?

Terasaka: Man up. Go make a name for yourself, huh?

Nagisa: Euh!

Terasaka: Hehe!

(Nagisa: Huh?)

Terasaka: Best of luck. Try not to blow it.

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Male student #1 [flashback]: You hear about Nagisa? They’re chucking him to E class.

Female student #1 [flashback]: Huh, shocking! What else were they gonna do?

Male student #2 [flashback]: That’s one less name in my contacts. I’ll tell ya that.

Male student #3 [flashback]: Yeah, how messed up is it that we even know someone like him?

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Nagisa: Auh! AUAH!

Yellow monster: Hello there! I’m back.

Nagisa: Okay. Hi, sir. So what---what’s with the missile?

Yellow monster: A souvenir from a strike force that tried to bring me down over the Sea of Japan.

Nagisa: Must be lonely spending your life in the crosshairs.

Yellow monster: Quite the opposite, actually! Reminds me of how amazing I am!

Nagisa: Auh!

Yellow monster: Now then, inside for fifth period, please.

Nagisa: Sure.

Nagisa’s thoughts: There’s no denying it. He is amazing. Confident, capable. Powerful enough to make people stand up and take notice, even if they are trying to kill him. Everything I’m not. Everything I’ll never be, no matter how hard I try, or how many chances I’m given.

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Teacher [flashback]: Because of you, I received the worst teacher’s evaluation of my career, you unteachable brat! Far as I’m concerned, this campus can’t eject you fast enough.

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Nagisa’s thoughts: I can do this. I have an advantage. I’m as invisible to him as I am to everyone else.

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{Text on sign: Old Campus}

{Text on blackboard: All Along: Often seen in poems to mean “I finally noticed that…”}

Yellow monster: Okey-dokey! Your assignment this afternoon is to compose a short poem. The final line should read “was tentacles all along”.

3-E students: WHAT?!

(Kurahashi: Huh?)

Kanzaki: Excuse me, sir? Really?

Yellow monster: Really. When you’ve completed the assignment, kindly bring it forward. You will be graded on creativity, grammar, and overall beauty of expression. Here’s an example: Not the storm of garden snow, of flowers moving on, but sprouting there instead was tentacles all along.

{Caption: Interpretation: A life lived vividly, powerfully, wasn’t a blossom shower scattering cherry petals in the garden---it was tentacles}

Isogai: Yeah, because that makes a whole lotta sense. Sheesh!

Yellow monster: You may go home once you’re finished.

3-E students: AHUAH?!

(Kurahashi: What?!)

Kurahashi: But sir, “was tentacles all along”---

Yellow monster: Should get those little synapses sparking and the imagination slithering! Ehblehleuhleuhleuhleuhleuh…

Maehara: Could you please knock that off?!

(Yellow monster: …leuhleuhleuhleuhleuh!)

Kayano: Um, sir, question.

Yellow monster: Huh? Of course. Fire away, Kayano.

Kayano: Do we always have to call you “sir”? You haven’t given us your name and I think we need one.

Yellow monster: Uh…

Kayano: I mean, it’d be kinda awkward if we don’t call you anything, right?

Yellow monster: Ah! Well now…

Sugino: Oversight.

Fuwa: Yeah, a little bit.

Yellow monster: Hm, trouble is, I don’t have the sort of name you just give to people. Why not pick one for me?

Maehara: What could go wrong?

Yellow monster: Just focus on meter and syntax.

Kayano: Mmkay!

Yellow monster: I’ll take a short break while you take up your pens.

Nagisa: Eum!

Yellow monster: Deuh! Seems the muse favors Nagisa.

Terasaka: Hehe!

Kayano: Neauh!

Nagisa’s thoughts: Every day after lunch, without fail, he gets sleepy. I can tell he checks out when his face turns pink. Kayano’s question threw him off; he seems distracted. All signs point to this being the right moment. Prep school flunkies know how to slip between the cracks. It’s what we do. Parents and teachers are always yapping at us to “apply ourselves”. Apply ourselves…

Yellow monster: What did I say about thinking outside the box?

Nagisa’s thoughts: All right then. Here goes nothing.

(Yellow monster: Hueah!)

Nagisa: Hm!

Yellow monster: HEUH!

Terasaka: Huh!

3-E students: AAAAAAAHHHHHH!

Terasaka: HA! YEAAAHHH!

(Muramatsu: We did it!)

Kayano: Nagisa…

Muramatsu: Yeah! We’re gonna be billionaires!

(Yoshida: Yeah! Hahaha!)

Terasaka: Sayonara!

(Yoshida: Hahaha!)

(Sayonara!: Goodbye! → Japanese)

Isogai: You jerks!

Maehara: What the hell have you done?!

Terasaka: Hah! Never saw a suicide bomber comin’, did ya?

Kayano: TERASAKA!

Terasaka: Hm?

Kayano: What did you make Nagisa do?!

Terasaka: What? I’m sorry, you have a better idea? I gave him a modified toy grenade filled with those stupid BBs, and a spoonful or two of gunpowder so they’d scatter at a high enough speed.

Kayano: Hueah!

Terasaka: Don’t worry; it wasn’t enough to kill anybody. I’ll pitch in on his medical bills. Huh? Woah, he doesn’t even have a mark on him.

(Nagisa: Euh…heuh, heuh…)

Terasaka: And what the hell is this membrane? Did the body block---

Yellow monster: It’s not a body; it’s a husk.

(Terasaka: Euh, ehueah?!)

Yellow monster: I shed my skin once a month. I wrapped it around your classmate to protect him from the blast.

(Nagisa: Eum, auh!)

Terasaka: Eum!

Yellow monster: I’m gonna go out on a limb here and assume you didn’t see this coming.

Nagisa: Euh, auh!

Yellow monster: Terasaka! Yoshida! Muramatsu!

(Terasaka, Muramatsu, Yoshida: Ehuahuahuahuahuahuehuehuehueh…)

Nagisa’s thoughts: Okay. That’s a face we haven’t seen before.

(Yellow monster: Grraugh…)

Yellow monster: Grraugauh…

(Nagisa: Euh!)

Nagisa’s thoughts: Pitch black must mean…pissed!

(Yellow monster: Rraugh…)

Yellow monster: This was your doing…WASN’T IT?!

(Terasaka, Muramatsu, Yoshida: Ehueheuheuheuh…)

Muramatsu: Aah!

Yoshida: Who, us?!

Terasaka: It was all Nagisa!

3-E students: AAAAAAAAHHHHH!

Yoshida: Huh?

3-E students: AHWAAAAAHHHH!

{Text on nameplate #1: Yoshida}

{Text on nameplate #2: Terasaka}

{Text on nameplate #3: Muramatsu}

Terasaka, Muramatsu, Yoshida: Huh?! Aweauh!

Terasaka: The nameplate off my house!

Yellow monster: Here’s the deal, kiddos. The agreement I have with your government forbids me from harming you. But there’s a catch.

{Text on nameplate #4: Shiota}

Yellow monster: If you pull another irresponsible stunt like that again…there’s nothing that says I can’t harm someone else.

{Text on nameplate #5: Takebayashi}

{Text on nameplate #6: Hazama}

{Text on nameplate #7: Shiota}

{Text on nameplate #8: Sugaya}

Yellow monster: Family, friends, everyone in the world except for you if I feel like it!

3-E students: Ehueheuheuheuheuh…

Nagisa’s thoughts: Suddenly it’s clear how hard this is going to be. We can’t run, we can’t hide. Slipping between the cracks isn’t an option. The only way out…is to kill him.

(Yellow monster: Hehehehahahahahaha!)

Terasaka: Go on, threaten us! I AIN’T AFRAID OF NO SQUID! WHERE DO YOU GET OFF, BLOWIN’ UP THE MOON?! WE GOT RIGHTS, YOU KNOW!

(Muramatsu, Yoshida: Ehueheuheuheuheuh…)

Terasaka: CALL US IRRESPONSIBLE; WE’RE JUST DEFENDING OURSELVES!

Yellow monster: Of course! I know that. I’m not calling you irresponsible for trying to kill me. No, no, no. As a matter of fact, Nagisa here gets full marks for technique. His composure was simply outstanding! However!

Terasaka, Muramatsu, Yoshida: Ehueah!

Yellow monster: None of you cared if he was injured.

(Terasaka: Euh!)

(Muramatsu, Yoshida: Awh…)

Yellow monster: Not even Nagisa himself, it seems. Students with that attitude aren’t fit to assassinate anyone! You must believe yourself worthy of your target. That means taking pride in what you do, in yourselves, and each other! All of you are more than the sum of your parts.

Nagisa: Chewed out at Mach 20, reassured by a tentacle wag. It’s a bizarre education…but one I think is starting to grow on me. I guess when you spend your whole life being invisible, well…it’s something to feel like you’re being seen.

Yellow monster: Heh!

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Woman [flashback]: If you…if you could sacrifice a little bit of your time, give the children the tools they need to succeed. Such wonderful tentacles…with hands like these, you could reach them. I know it in my heart.

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Yellow monster: Here’s a puzzler for you, Nagisa. Given that I have no intention of being killed, though of course, I have every intention of enjoying our time together before the planet goes kerplooey, what exactly are you going to do about it?

Nagisa: Euah!

Nagisa’s thoughts: That’s the big question, isn’t it? It’s not like we have a lot of experience figuring out how to save the world. I have a feeling, though…one way or another…we’re gonna be fast learners.

Nagisa: I think you’ll find out I can do plenty, sir. Just you wait and see.

Yellow monster: Ehehehehehehahahaha! That’s the spirit! NO ONE LEAVES UNTIL I’M VANQUISHED!

3-E students: HUH?!

Nakamura: Way to go, Nagisa.

3-E male student #2: This is totally balls!

Nagisa’s thoughts: Yep, we’re assassins. Our target…is our teacher.

Yellow monster: Wipe this clean.

3-E male student #3’s thoughts: Man, I don’t wanna be a killer.

(Yellow monster: Wipe it clean)

3-E male student #4’s thoughts: Grr, we are so screwed!

3-E male student #5’s thoughts: We still don’t know his name!

Kayano: How do you say “unkillable” in Japanese?

Nagisa: Huh?

Kayano: Korose…nai? Auh! Korosen…sei!

Nagisa: Korosensei?

(Korosenai and Korosensei: “Korosenai” means “unkillable” and “sensei” means “teacher”; it follows that “Korosensei” means something like “unkillable teacher”)

Yellow monster: Heuah?!

Nagisa: That feels right.

Nagisa’ thoughts: Just us and Korosensei. Here, in our assassination classroom.

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Surprise! Lancelot gets a foreigner class alt. What's the best/most interesting way fgo could spin the justification for his new class

I'm gonna need to think about this one! You've given me an ask that hits two hyperfixations at once- Lancelot existing and eldritch horrors.

The easy way out is Servant!Verse Lancelot, but I don't want to deal with Forgetful Father Spance (as i call him). We're not doing that. Boring. Bored!

Cut bc Idk how long this is gonna get but I'm gonna gun for "give lancelot an eldritch partner" angle. bc fuck it.

Eldritchs already taken by Foreigner servants- Yog-Sothoth (abigail), Cthulhu (Hokusai), Cthugha (Guifei), Hastur (Eulicid) (not fgo), BB-thotep does not count, Shub-N (Molay), Vultoom and possibly some Colour out of Space (Van Gogh).

Giving Lancelot Nyarlathotep is far too easy. The guy known for disguising himself and the 1000 masks/faces. But Nyar is too... Playful? Fuck around and find out. His personality wouldn't fit Lancelot in any way. Nyar also doesn't need a vessel to manifest. He can do it his damn self. It's in the job description.

Azathoth I think is funnier to give to Holmes so I'm not doing that. It also doesn't fit in any way shape or forme.

Yog is always an option. they don't match or fit but yog is my buddy i know him personally (joke)

Anything associated with water is out, not because of Lancelot himself but his mom. Lady Vivian breaks the door down and murders an eldritch creature in her gottdamn domain. Except Cthaat. He can stay. Honk.

What'd work best is like... Darkness and obscuring and im just describing Nyar again. fuck.

The Darkness (actual name) doesn't have enough info to use, so FGO could go wild with that one. Spread Darkness. Quash Light. etc etc I'm already bored. but Lancelot wouldn't LIKE that either. See:

The Blackness from the Stars (also actual name) is similar and I often conflate the two intentionally, but this one isn't from HPL... wait neither are hastur and cthugha point cancelled. "Those with histories of mental instability are most susceptible and therefore often targeted." Sir Lancelot "goes mad in the woods" du "berserk raged through a whole castle" Lac works perfectly here.

Additional notes: The Blackness from the Stars is an extraterrestrial entity in the Cthulhu Mythos. Its only appearance is in Chaosium's supplement King of Chicago for their Call of Cthulhu RPG. (source)

It doesn't speak, it refuses TO speak, it can't take physical damage so Lancelot can't gun it down, it's only weak to literal light. Catch him using a night light. actually he does that anyway but this isn't about that.

I can't actually find a rulebook for CoC, which is weird bc I swear I had one saved somewhere.

TLDR: Sir Lancelot (berserker. obviously) but overtaken by the Blackness from the Stars (and/or Darkness, if u like merging things for simplicity)

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Bloody bunny: Blood on revenge: chapter 2.5: Trust issues (part 1)

After the events of things like Electro slice escaping the factory and BB deafening a mysterious bunny hunter I wonder what’s next? In Dollworks factory, I shows the dark bosses in an office having a meeting with some skull minions and the scientists, Everyone, tell me what’s been going lately? Said dark rabbit, we have some reports from MR. K again, he said that Suzy has been skipping classes again, said one of the skull minions, again? Man, that kid has has some wild imagination, said dark rabbit, and we got a call from your daughter cherry, she said she failed to get the 2 escaped convict bunny dolls, and plus she saw Suzy, said one of the skull minions, WHAT!!! Said dark rabbit as he screamed loudly causing the crows on the factory to fly away, Once cherry comes back im gonna beat her up! Said dark rabbit, wait a second sir, there’s one problem, we got a call from some random skull minion from the city, said one of the skull minion CEOs, what is it? Said dark rabbit, they claim that they saw a blue doll with a blade killing a baker in dee’s waddle pretzels store, said one of the CEOs, Wait! You mean D-7295!? Said dark rabbit, then everyone saw Dr. Kikky sneaking out of the office, Oh no you don’t! Said dark rabbit as he grabs Dr. Kikky’s hand, b-b-b-but-but Sir, I got some important work to do, said dr. Kikky, your not going anywhere, Except for you to get D-7295 back! Said dark rabbit, You mean Electro slice? She would kill me! Said Dr. Kikky in fright, If you don’t do it! I’ll cut your skin off and use it as a curtain! Not to mention that razor mane will cut your eyeballs off! And kuma smashing you skull! And kitten burning you into dust! Said dark rabbit as he threatens Dr. Kikky, Ok-ok! I’ll do it! But can some of the skulls minions and other scientists come with me? Said Dr. Kikky, fine! But don’t fail or else you know! Said dark rabbit, 2 hours later, the skull minions are defending dr. Kikky and 4 other scientists, I can’t believe you invented that tracking device, said one of the scientists, yeah, I never get to use one of this things, dark rabbit said my inventions are always useless and rubbish, said Dr. Kikky, hey! I found D-7295! Said one of the skull minions, and they found her, I can’t believe my own creation is here, remember, grab her not hurt her! Said dr. Kikky, sure Doc! Said one of the skull minions, so the skull minions comes out to stop electro slice, however she show them and slices and dices them in half and pieces, wow! It’s some unique and skilled slicing! Said Dr. Kikky as he takes notes about Electro slice, however ES slices the tree revealing both Dr. Kikky and the scientists, oh no, I’m so screwed, said Dr. Kikky, the scientists ran away but one of them gets stabbed by a knife thrown by electro slice, ES gets closer and closer to Dr. Kikky, Please! Don’t hurt me! It’s bad enough that I have a mean and cruel boss who treats me likes a bag of sand, said Dr. Kikky as he shivers in fear, ES stops coming closer to Dr. Kikky, and she her hand out to him, w-what? Said dr. Kikky in confusion, he grabs Electro slice’s hand and stands, so how come you didn’t kill me? Said Dr. Kikky, Electro slice Blushes in embarrassment and her electricity comes out of her with red statics, Wait! I remember! Said Dr. Kikky as he realises why she didn’t hurt him, and remembers a flashback to 1 week and 12 hours ago at dollworks factory, are you sure the last soul could work? The 45 souls you made are failures, I bet it don’t work on that doll, said dark rabbit, the doll is the only one I could think of since…the 45 tested dolls souls failed, and this doll is new and haven’t came to life, said Dr. Kikky, fine, if it doesn’t work! I’ll throw you into the grinder! Said dark rabbit, so, Dr. Kikky places the soul on to the doll, then the soul disappears means the soul is in the doll, then the doll opens its eyes for their life, it worked! It’s Alive!! Ok! I’m gonna make contact to it, said Dr. Kikky, Dr. Kikky comes closer to the doll (end of part 1)

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imagine-a-life-like-this · 1 year

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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I’m currently sobbing. But it was for a good reason ig

Hj better stay away from my girl y/n

And I hope Yeo finds some well deserved love

Also Y/n hoping for the best

Hey bestie!!! Hope everything is going well and that you’re doing alright! Make sure to be safe and healthy 🩵all the happiness to you mate

Girl, tell me why I might be liking this dude from my English class a bit more than the earlier proclaimed loml, and this basketball player (that I’ve never seen before) was chatting me up asking for my insta yesterday on my way to swim practice????? Like sir? Anywho hope you n your man are doing great!! All the love n support ❣️

Yeosang best boy 🥺 he just wants to find the My Melody to his Kuromi 🥺

Bestie 🥰 everything is going well ! I'm staying safe and healthy I promise. I hope you are too 💕💕💕💕

And omg 👀 I must know everything 👀 also of course he was chatting you up and asking for your insta. I just know you fine af bb 😚 and yes my mans and I are doing great ! He the real loml fr fr 🥺 all the love and support to you too 💕💕💕

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Subjects Needed to Become A CA in India

Becoming a Chartered Accountant makes you stand out. It requires a special set of skills, lots of hard work, and dedication—it's no walk in the park. This article covers the subjects you need to study in 2024 to become a Chartered Accountant in India!

Chartered Accountant in India:

If you are interested in knowing how to become a CA in India, it is a respected and well-paying career path. With a population of 1.3 billion, there are only 280,000 Chartered Accountants, indicating the exclusivity of this profession. The journey to becoming a CA is challenging and demands dedication, hard work, and talent. Starting early is crucial for achieving this prestigious designation in the shortest possible time.

Whether you come from a Commerce or Non-commerce background, you can pursue Chartered Accountancy after completing 12th grade. However, many students with a commerce background choose this career because they already have a foundational understanding of subjects like Accountancy.

This article will help you understand how the subjects you choose in 11th and 12th grade can play a crucial role in your pursuit of a Chartered Accountancy career in 2024. It offers insights into the preparatory steps for this challenging yet rewarding journey.

Subjects Required for Chartered Accountancy in India:

Explore the list of subjects required for pursuing Chartered Accountancy in India in 2024 here:

Commerce With or Without Maths:

Deciding whether to choose Commerce with or without Maths is a common dilemma for students who dream of becoming Chartered Accountants (CAs) in India. Some wonder if they need to study maths for CA and if it would be harder without a maths background. The truth is, anyone can pursue CA, regardless of their academic stream. However, students in the commerce stream often find it more suitable because of the alignment with their subjects, especially accounting.

Advantage in Accounting: Commerce students have an edge as their subjects match the content of the CA entrance test, giving them a strong foundation, especially in Accounting.

Maths in CA Foundation: For commerce students, having maths is like an added advantage, as it is a required subject in the CA Foundation exam. This makes the CA journey relatively smoother for commerce students.

Board Considerations: CBSE or ICSE board students, who usually include maths, are in a good position for CA. On the other hand, state board students have options in commerce, but those not choosing maths might need to put in a bit more effort during CA Foundation preparation.

So, although maths is not compulsory for everyone, having it, especially for commerce students, can make the CA journey more manageable. Board choices also matter, with certain boards naturally aligning better with the CA curriculum.

Science With Maths:

Students from the Science stream who have studied Maths in their 11th and 12th grades often choose the Chartered Accountancy (CA) course, bringing a unique perspective to this financial profession.

Advantage of Maths: The CA Foundation/CPT entrance test focuses a lot on Maths, giving a big advantage to Science students with a Maths background. They can handle Maths and Stats on their own, avoiding the difficulties faced by commerce students.

Self-Study in Maths and Stats: Science students, with a strong foundation in Maths, find it easier to tackle the quantitative aspects of the CA exam without relying too much on mentors or ICAI study materials.

Challenge in Law: Although Law is a challenge for every student, Science students feel more at home with subjects like Accounts and Economics.

Study Period for CA Foundation: Upon enrolling in the CA Foundation course, students get a generous 4-month study period. With proper guidance, this time is enough to grasp the remaining subjects.

Additionally, Science students with a Maths background use their math skills to excel in the CA entrance test, showing that the CA journey is not limited to commerce students. The 4-month study period provides a strategic window to master the diverse subjects of the CA Foundation course.

Science Without Maths:

Although it's not very common, some students from the Science stream who haven't studied Maths in their 11th and 12th grades choose to become Chartered Accountants (CA). This decision comes with its own set of challenges and successes.

Challenges in Accounts and Economics: Students from the Science stream without Maths may find it challenging to study subjects like Accounts and Economics, which are crucial in the CA curriculum.

Additional Struggle for Business Maths: Not having a background in maths adds an extra layer of difficulty, especially when dealing with subjects like Business Maths, Logical Reasoning, and Statistics in CA.

Despite the challenges, there are cases where Science students without Maths become successful Chartered Accountants, securing positions in esteemed companies with competitive packages. Success in this situation requires diligence and hard work, as students need to excel in all four subjects, compensating for the absence of a maths background.

Furthermore, while choosing to become a Chartered Accountant in India from the Science stream without Maths is less common and involves extra challenges, dedicated students have proven that success is possible through persistent effort and a strong work ethic.

4. Other subjects to become a Chartered Accountant in India:

While in college, students in the commerce stream often consider diverse fields like BCA, B.Com, and CA. Even after obtaining degrees like B.Com, some students opt for a career in CA, attracted by the opportunity to reinforce their accounting knowledge and enhance their self-confidence.

In CA classes during college, students come across subjects crucial for this field:

Mathematics

Accounting and Taxation

Financial Accounting

Banking and Finance

Insurance and Banking

Banking Management

Applied Economics

Business Economics

Insurance Management

Tax Procedure and Practice

Information Technology

Computer Application

Advanced Accountancy

Accounting and Finance

Information Technology and its Application in Business

These subjects help create a strong foundation of knowledge, setting the stage for a successful journey in the field of Chartered Accountancy in India. As you move forward in the Chartered Accountancy (CA) profession in India, the Accounting syllabus changes through three main stages: CA Foundation, CA Intermediate, and CA Final courses.

Let's take a closer look at the CA syllabus at each level:

CA Foundation: CA Foundation is the initial phase toward becoming a Chartered Accountant. The examination for the CA Foundation course occurs biannually, in June and December, under the administration of the ICAI. To enroll in the CA Foundation, students need to successfully complete the 12th grade or an equivalent examination from a recognized board. Additionally, commerce stream students are required to achieve a minimum of 50% marks in their class.

CA Foundation Syllabus:

Principles and Practices of Accounting

Business Law, Business Correspondence, and Reporting

Business Mathematics, Logical Reasoning, and Statistics

Business Economics and Business and Commercial Knowledge

CA Intermediate: CA Intermediate is the next level in the Chartered Accountancy journey, comprising two groups, each containing four subjects. To be eligible for the CA Intermediate Exam, students must pass the CA Foundation Exam or hold a graduation degree.

CA Intermediate Syllabus:

Accounting

Corporate and Other Laws

CMA

Taxation

Advanced Accounting

Auditing and Assurance

Enterprise Information Systems & SM

FM Economics for Finance

CA Final: CA Final marks the concluding phase in the path to becoming a Chartered Accountant. To qualify for the CA Final level, students must successfully clear both groups of the CA Intermediate level and fulfill a minimum of 2.5 years of articleship training under a certified firm. The CA Final level comprises two groups, with each group containing four papers.

CA Final Syllabus:

SFM

Advanced Auditing and Professional Ethics

Corporate Laws and Economic Laws

SCM and Performance Evaluation

Electives

DT Laws and International Taxation

Indirect Tax Laws

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white-light-on-my-prism · 2 years

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Tagged by the lovely @letters-from-transylvania 🤍🤍

Name: I go by Lavanya(he/she/they) in the football fandom because why not? Also because she's one of my favourite fictional characters moulded by the one and only Rabindranath Tagore, the love of my life.

Birthday: 28th of May!

Zodiac sign: gemini according to western astrology and leo according to Hindu astrology, but I am way too ignorant about astrology to understand what either of those mean for me.

Hobbies: wayy too many holy shit, can you tell I'm neurodivergent? I LOVE MUSIC, so... it's not a hobby it's worship for me, and I don't care if it sounds corny. I was pursuing fashion as a career but now I've switched my majors so I guess it's a hobby? And writing is a hobby which I want to transform into a career going ahead. Nail art is a proper hobby though. It just exists and I do it and I enjoy it thoroughly. Picking out gay subtext from every piece of literature I ever– *gets shot*

Favourite colour: Blue and pink on the main, but I find anything softly vibrant to be visually appealing.

Favourite book: Sherlock Holmes. Everything of Sherlock. Everything of Poirot except 'Curtain' because spoiler alert he dies and he's not allowed to do that. I'm quite into Greek myth though a lot of that shit is messed up, but so am I. Recently read the second book of 'Aristotle and Dante' series, those two books SLAY SO SO HARD.

Last song I listened to: 'Still Alive' by Demi Lovato, it just came out and it's a punk rock masterpiece. Demetria🤌✨️

Last movie I watched: 'Is love enough? Sir' directed by Rohena Gera. It's in hindi and the artistry in the film it top notch. An excellent commentary on societal class divide, privilege, dreams, hopes, love and the complications that arise when all these intersect.

Something that helps people: Some wisdom I gathered from recent personal experience– acknowledge the negative impact of other people's actions on your life, and do not be afraid to take steps accordingly. Doesn't matter if the person did it completely unintentionally, doesn't matter if everybody around you says that they're "an angel" and they would "never do that to anyone" even though they did it to you, doesn't matter if even you genuinely believe that they're a good person and they didn't mean it. It still happened. And it affected you negatively. People can be the best people ever and still act in a shitty way on occasion because we are humans, but it doesn't mean we shouldn't be held accountable. So don't be afraid to admit it to yourself, or call it out, don't feel compelled to accept their apology, especially if their behavior doesn't change going forward, and don't shy away from drawing boundaries. You may lose friends in the process, people may attack you to defend them and it may hurt a whole lot, but, you owe it to yourself to not put up with bullshit, including unintended bullshit.

Meaning behind my url: I used to be a passionate science gay bb as a middle schooler lol. Had to let go of that part of me because of some traumatic experiences which are ☠️☠️ better not talked about but... I've always thought of the dispersion of light by prism experiment as a symbol of queer liberation for obvious reasons. That's where the url is from :)).

Tagging: @neyxmessi @ispeakmorelanguagesthanyou @dykes4neymar @emmacarsword @krocodilf if y'all haven't already done this, I'd love to get to know you but nothing compulsory. And anybody else seeing this, you're tagged!

#tag game

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Awwwww you just want someone to use you like a fleshlight you just need to be a pretty thing to fuck don't you? You should beg for it -bb

Please please please sir. I need someone to use me rn so bad. Please. It’s prob my last chance before classes and work start up again so I don’t want anyone to hold back. Hurt me. Use me. Make me cry. Don’t give me anything I want, like cumming 🫣😭

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worstblogeverstuff · 4 months

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Vaatsallya

Poshakaru yake repititive matadtare or artamadkolakke gamana harasalla?

Maklu beledu dudiyo sandarbhadalli, vyavahaarika gyaana haagu praapanchika nija kalegala parichaya madkotirtare.

Hecchu buddhi upyogso kale tildaga sahajavaagi jagrutavagodu- manelu ee tara or ee steps na follow madbodalla

Avaga araam ansatte athava bedvada tondre bageharisbodu.

Magalu appanige keltale, ondchooru remote kodappa women's IPL bartide nodbeku. Appa chandana li baro acchu mechhina That Anta Heli nodtirtare padabandha bidsodralli ivla maatu kelislilla. Adanna arta madkondu mattomme appaaaa remote kodappa hogli neene haaku 2nd innings neditiratte dhwani alli regiddu tiliyo haage. Appa enu en neditide anta TV bittu reality ge conscious na tandu mugdaragi kelidru. Ond saari kelkondu, erdne saari joragi adne heli morrne sarti magadomme adanne helo ashtralli taalme-geelme ella maayavaagi karadiya haage arachutta "eeh remote kodappa neenolle kivi keldang agidya" anno vaastavada chucchu vaakya helo ashtralli uta agid tatte na aduge manelidokke edlu.

Raatri 2 ghate aytu nidre baarade appa moggulu horali, horali besigeya shakege dehada neerinamsha aviyagirod aritu table mele idda baatliya neerannu steel lotakke kanthapoorti tumbisi gotak gotak enu kudidu mugisi, aa-o-bb! Anta tegidaru. Lota nodi, innondu koneyalli malagidda magala baalyada dinagalu kanna munde hariya todagitu. Hendatige chocchala herige aagi aaspatreyalli doctru taayi magalu arogyavagidare sir congratulations andiddu! Innu hesaridada muddu muddaadda jeeva koshana etkondiddu, etti aadsiddu, kathe heli malgsiddu, karnataka torsbeku anta bhaagashaha oorugalige kutumba sametaraagi trip madtididdu adakke agtiddid karchu veccha na manage madtididdu and mental stability kalkoldira kelsa mugsi maneg bandu magala aata hudugaata, laalane-paalane alli ella maritididdu, school report card alli kammi marks iddaga baidu buddhi heli aatmavishvaasa kuggadange prerane kottaddu. Geddaaga tanaginta hechhu hemme and khushu pattor illa anno haage beegiddu heege ondaraa hindante suraligalu bichhikondavu.

Lota table melittu, haage gode mele varagi kitaki inda inukidda chandrananna nodi, magalu naalkane class alli oduvaaga shaale mugisi seeda manege bandavale appa ivattu planets bagge helkotru ameleee… chandra ondu nakshatra ante gotta ninge anta prapanchakke tannanna parichaya madidavanige tanna gnaanavanna hanchkondlu. Maklu vishaala hrudayadavaru adke helodu makkala mugdhate anta appa tutiya anchinalli nakka, mareyaayitu.

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Bhanwar Borana CA Final Dt - CA Final Direct Tax by BB Sir from Lecturewala

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Hello darling! How are you doing today? I have a request if you don't mind. So we know that bonten is the most dangerous company (?) Right? So what if there's a second most dangerous company and the company son purpose to son reader (reader like 19 or sum) for business reasons. But the bonten dads is not happy about it obviously lol.

It's okay if you don't want to do it. Have a nice day!

Hello bb, I'm existing lol

This? This made my brain go brrr

The black orchid Gala.

An event (name) had been attending with his dad's since he was a child year after year.

Where high class criminals rubbed elbows and to maintain treaties and look at beautiful art at the museum it was held at.

Cameras off of course.

So it made sense that the most powerful crime organization in the country was there in all their glory, even Papa Mikey was dressed up for the occasion! The bonten men scattered about as men and women alike tried to schmooze with them for either money or to get in Bontens good graces. (Name) looked at the art with a soft smile, paintings from around the world in one room, statues that looked almost real and (name) couldn't keep his eyes away.

"They pale in comparison to you" a voice rang behind the young man, (name) not turning around to look at the person who now stood beside him.

Far more focused on the art work before him.

"They always said it's a different experience seeing their works up front than a picture on the internet, never believed them until now" (name) said simply while glancing at (historical artists) works "you can see the emotions with every brush stroke" (name) finally glanced at the other man, roughly his age and had a seductive smirk on his face and stared at (name) with a look he couldn't quite figure out.

"Oh, I met you last year" (name) said softly, voice even and a little quiet causing the other man to have to listen closer to his words over the live band across the exhibit "yes! I'm Kato Fujioka, of the Fujioka Trading interpise " the young man now known as Kato introduced himself and (name) just stared impassively "(name)" the young bonten boy replied, not picking a particular last name as he tends to alternate between the six last names of his collective parents.

"So what's a pretty thing like you all alone?" Kato asked flirtatiously, finding the Bonten son easy on the eyes and if he played his cards right, he might get really into bontens good books with the affections of their only son.

(Name) just raised an eyebrow and pointed at the art work as if to say 'looking at art?' and Kaito couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle at the others almost naive nature, but poor (name) just wanted to look at art honestly.

Kaito continued to follow son of bonten around and flirting endlessly, something not missed by (name)s father's.

"And what is my darling boy talking about?" Koko asked lovingly to his son, handing the 19 year old a glass of (alcohol free beverage) as Mochi and Kaku also came to check on their son, Mochi giving him some (dessert you like) "Kaito is trying to ask for my hand in marriage for business reasons" (name) said simply as he began eating his treats, enjoying the flavor before offering some to Papa mochi with a soft smile.

"Tryna get our son without asking huh?" Koko said coldly with empty eyes as the other dad's held similar expression's, kaku texting Mikey and the others this information because hello someone's out trying to use their darling son to get good with Bonten, not because he actually likes (name)!

"Fujioka right? Didn't you guys loose over 1 million in the stocks last month?" Ran said appearing out of thin air, the amount of bonten intimidating Kaito as he watched them all closely "why would you think we would allow our son to date a person who makes such piss trade deals marry our son?" Rindou said coldly, wrapping his arm around (name)s shoulder "a person may we remind you, tried proposing without going through the channels to do so, aka us"

"M-my apologies sir! I-I didn't mean to offend!"

"Well you did now get out of our faces" Mikey said coldly while stealing some of his son's drink, (name) in return stealing a creme puff from his dad's plate.

Kaito ran off with his tail between his legs and the Bonten dad's checked on their son worriedly.

Despite attending these things with his dad's, (name) was not in Bonten so to speak, his father's wanting him to presue his own goals and such.

"Don't worry , i wasn't going to agree anyways" (name) said bluntly and gave a sweet smile and the men relaxed at that, happy their son wasn't wooed by that dumbasses sugared words.

"I already have a boyfriend!"

"Pardon?!"

#tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #bonten x reader

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embarrassing moments with inarizaki

inarizaki always looks so cool but you know they’re actually dorks and i am here to provide you the content to show theyre clowns. enjoy the headcanons :)

Kita Shinsuke

firstly. kita shinsuke being embarrased? making a mistake? unheard of.

he’s a perfect man and we all know it.

anyways

you two were having a nice dinner out together.

it was a pretty fancy place so you decided to dress in a different style today

but you were beginning to wonder if kita liked it or not because he seemed to keep looking past your shoulder instead of at you

he was an observant guy so you were wondering if something had happened behind you

but you couldn’t hear anything weird so you assumed not

you decided to just stay quiet about it at first but now it was beginning to become annoying!

why wasn’t he looking you in the eye to speak?

midway through your dinner, kita finally spoke up tho

“y/n, your shirt is slipping... yer bra’s showing.”

oh.

right. you were wearing your off-shoulder top.

“o-oh. shin, it’s that kind of shirt, you know?” you had to explain your outfit to ur bf with a pink face.

“oh... that so... well it’s cold these days so if yer feelin’ cold lemme know. i’ll give ya my jacket.”

GOD HES SO PERFECT KITA SHINSUKE I HOPE U MARRY HIM???????

Ojiro Aran

another man with next to no flaws.

but nature says everyone has to make some mistake.

so it was a regular school day, our aran has just come to class from morning practice and there’s still some time left until class starts.

all the girls in class are gathered around a table

he’s not sure why, it’s probably watching an idol video

but ur man wants to be a little romantic!!

plus he just showered so he smells Great uwu

he goes over and hugs you from behind, placing his chin on ur head.

“hey, bb whatcha ya doin”

all the girls gasp.

he doesn’t get whats wrong, it’s not like it’s a secret y’all are dating

pda to this level aint bad either

especially compared to his teammate miya atsumu

“ojiro aran.”

why is your voice behind him

he looks down and nearly faints when he sees he hugged the wrong girl.

to be fair she looked a lot like you from behind, just maybe 1cm shorter.

“i’m so sorry!” he keeps apologising to literally everyone and all the class is giggling bc they never seen their school’s ace so red before.

“didn’t think i’d come back from the toilet and see my bf cheatin”

“IT WAS A MISTAKE! I’M SERIOUS! Y/N U KNOW I LOVE YA!”

hes so funny i swear

the volleyball team hears of it and it gets even better

Miya Atsumu

it’s not a secret that miya atsumu, setter of the inarizaki volleyball team and invited to national youth training camp, had a gf

he was very much in love with u

the whole class knew it because he’d show it off whenever he could too

so here comes valentines day

last year he received like... 50 different gifts from girls and guys aiming to win his love.

you didnt even give him one lmAOOOOO

but this year, he had been not so subtly trying to hint that “i better not receive any chocolates this year when i’ve got a gf!”

he reaches school and plops into his seat.

there’s an anonymous box of chocolates with “please accept my love, miya-kun! <3″ on it

“the hell’s this?!”

“oh? chocolates?” - osamu who just popped his head into the class to shove into his twin’s face how much chocolate he got.

especially since the blond was off limits, the grey-haired twin had a bigger following now.

“do they not know i have a girlfriend...”

“well, ya might as well eat it. ya dont know who to return it to.”

“that’s like receivin’ their love!”

“no it ain’t. it’s just food.”

atsumu couldn’t argue with that and popped a piece in.

it was very delicious. the chocolate practically melted on his tongue and was the perfect sweetness and was filled with a delicious ganache too.

it was perfect

but he couldn’t accept this!

“it ain’t even good. too sweet and the filling’s sticky.”

“ah. really? is that what you think, tsumu?” you ask from the door where you had been watching the exchange take place.

“y/n! look at this! some weirdo gave me some choco and like... samu said to test it but i’ll toss it out, promise.”

“tsumu, i made that... i wrote it anonymously because i thought you’d know it was me and i wanted to tease you a little.”

“huh.”

osamu: “yeah actually i went over to her place to teach her how to make it.”

atsumu: “you said you went to suna’s place?!”

osamu: “i went there later but i first went to help her.”

you: “anyways if it’s not good i don’t mind if you toss it out...”

tsumu: “NO NO BABE I PROMISE IT’S GOOD”

you: “you just said-”

“BABE I SWEAR IT’S GOOD I JUST DIDN’T WANT TO ACCEPT A STRANGER’S STUFF”

“you’re always so honest though... are you sure?” you were having your fun teasing him now.

“BB PLSSSSSS”

he still cringes at the memory 4 years into ur marriage

Miya Osamu

osamu would DEFINITELY make home made dinner dates a regular thing.

this alone shows he’s the better twin - miya atsumu stan

he loves cooking and eating with you so sometimes when he’s got a day off you guys’ll set aside the afternoon to make a real nice dinner

imagine candlelit dinner with miya dorito body osamu in a suit

of course some fun stuff happens after too ;)))

and today’s your third anniversary!!

so osamu adds lots of ‘natural aphrodisiacs’ to the meal

i’m talkin

garlic bread and soup for an appetiser, a nice juicy steak with garlic and red wine sauce for the main, and chocolate coated strawberries for dessert

mm yummy

you two cleaned your plates completely (it was very delicious) and as you were washing the dishes, osamu comes up behind and wraps his arms around your waist

“yes, ‘samu?”

“i’ve already prepared us a nice bath with yer favourite scents.” he’s got his head resting on ur chin

“really? thank you~ i’ll be there in a bit”

but he doesn’t let go of you while you’re still scrubbing at the baking sheets.

“osamu, you can let go for now.”

“don’t feel like it.”

“i gotta wash the dishes since you did most of the cooking.”

“mmm, i’ll do it if ya gimme a kiss.”

you roll ur eyes bc what a cutie

u turn ur head to give him a kiss but suddenly he

he burps

that garlicy wine smell is just kinda there

“ew! ‘samu!!”

his face is real red but he’s also trying not to laugh because he’s still a dude and this is absolutely hilarious to him

“want another?” he starts teasing

“i’m not getting in the bath with you.”

“wait wait wait i’m sorry, i’ll go brush my teeth and give you a proper kiss”

Suna Rintarou

you two were taking the train home today

it was quite late due to practice going a little longer than usual, so he insisted he walked you back home today.

sunarin can be a good boyf sometimes ok

it was getting a little crowded on the train tho, since people were heading home or going out for dinner

luckily you had already grabbed seats so you were quite comfortable sitting side by side.

you and suna have the type of relationship were you dont have to talk all the time

silence is v comfy.

he’s just scrolling through twitter on his phone while you’re looking around the car, lost in ur thoughts

suddenly you notice an old lady standing a little bit away from you and you stand up

“baa-san, please take my seat.” you whisper in the crowded carriage

“oh how kind of you. thank you, dearie.” she smiles and takes your seat while you stand in front of her and suna instead.

suna doesn’t realise this exchange has happened tho

(he’s on his phone as usual)

probably starting some fights on twitter

he decides to try to be a little romantic and pretends to stretch his arm around (who he thought was) you.

“rin.”

why is your voice right in front of him?

“young man, i appreciate it but i’m married.”

suna jumps as he sees someone he did not recognise next to him.

he looks up and notices you had moved.

you’re giggling

the granny’s giggling

atsumu and osamu sitting opposite on the carriage look like they’re going to cry because they’re trying not to laugh

“i was just stretching. really.” he mumbles and crosses his arms, face red as a tomato

he’s so embarrassed.

Ginjima Hitoshi

sometimes the inarizaki vbc would go for an after practice snack at the nearby family mart

they were really hungry after an intense preparation for nationals which was in two weeks so kita insisted they all get something to fill them up on the way home

but lucky lucky ginjima hhehe

you (his classmate who he had a crush on) were working at the cash register today.

“welcome!” you greet everyone as they enter

he cant help but stiffen up a bit

why are u so cute and cheery today

the 2nd years already know what to do.

“heyy, i think last week i bought ya that ramen right? ya owe me my konbini snacks today!” - atsumu

“yeah. you lost a bet to me last week so u gotta pay up. a pack of jelly fruit sticks please.” - suna

“forgot my money today, mind payin’ for my snacks too?” - osamu

“like hell i’m paying for all of you. especially you, osamu. you eat too much all the time.”

aran’s noticed what’s going on,

“hey, if it’s just for today you can do it right? if ‘samu don’t pay ya back tomorrow i’ll nag him ‘til he does.”

“fine...” his basket is full when he goes to the counter.

he’s trying his best not to have a red face while watching u scan the items, ur hair swaying slightly as u look back and forth between the objects and the screen.

“alright. 4,890 yen please!” GOD he hated how expensive it was, that’s almost all his weekly allowance but bc it’s u and ur voice saying it it’s kinda ok

“mm, ok.” he still has his eyes on you while he takes out his wallet and puts it on the counter.

yes

his wallet, not the money

“...” “...”

“excuse me, sir. this is...”

he almost slaps his face wtf he’s so embarrassed.

“s-sorry. just a little absent minded after practice.” he starts pulling out his cash.

“it’s fine! i know how hard you guys practice!” you smile while performing the rest of the transaction and pass him his big bag of goods. “good luck for nationals, ginjima-kun!”

he almost runs out of the store and is about to fight the rest of the 2nd years for watching and (suna) recording

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