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epickiya722 · 2 days
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... okay, no, I just had two thoughts.
So even when Kenjaku possesses another body, they still hold the Cursed Technique of the previous body and carries it over to that next body. (Example, using Kaori's CT while in Suguru's body.)
Doing that... I wonder if it's possible that would mean their children could possibly inherit a CT they have or a variation of it?
Because, before knowing what was revealed, what if Yuji had been able to use Blood Manipulation because Kenjaku has the technique (from possessing Ancestor Noritoshi Kamo's body)?
Which, if that had been the case, it would have been even more fucked up he consumed 6 of his other siblings to use a technique he already has.
Leading onto my next thought!
It's messing with my head realizing that not only Yuji consumed 6 of his siblings while they were fetuses but had he not been Yuji, his body could have been taken over. Add those 6 fetuses, that would make Yuji risking being possessed and his body being taken over 7 times!
Death Paintings have to gain a body via consuming said DP. Just like how the reincarnated sorcerers take over bodies completely. Incarnated sorcerers are reincarnated through, in most cases, consuming some Cursed Object. The DPs are considered Cursed Objects, in their own class of Cursed Wombs.
Has even even been discussed how risky that was? Yuji getting his body taken over? Or because Yuji was able to control Sukuna, they figure that the DPs would be no problem?
Yuji really isn't a vessel. He really was born a cage. No one else has been able to have complete control of their own body without the incarnated sorcerer possessing it gives up that control willingly (ex: Angel and Hana - Angel lets Hana have control).
Yuji isn't just a cage for Sukuna. He's a cage for anything!! It makes sense that the DPs couldn't take control of his body because he could control Sukuna.
But they didn't know Yuji was made for that that I'm aware of!! There was a risk literally 6 times with the Death Paintings!
I'm sleepy writing this... I have thoughts, oh my gosh... just ignore me...
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incorrectjjkquotes · 7 hours
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Mahito: Look inside yourself. What do you see? You should at least have a few lungs. Kenjaku: A few. Mahito: Give or take.
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polariae · 6 months
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WTF IS A KILOMETEEEEEER 🦅🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸💥💥💥 kenny 2024 confirmed.
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orangecoffee1010 · 7 months
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Mothers embrace
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thisisallaikiss · 9 months
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six eyes
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nanaslutt · 6 months
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sigh i see no one writing this so i’ll do it myself
Kenjaku as Kaori x Jin Itadori
MDNI smut under the cut<3
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It was all for kenjaku’s plan,
Even when jin itadori had kenjaku in the meanest fucking arch, grabbing her hips and fucking her back onto his cock while he hooked both hands fingers into her mouth,
“Take-my-fucking-dick.” he groaned between thrusts, hot breath against kenjaku’s ear.
Kenjaku’s smaller hands coming down to grab Jin’s cock and slide is back into her pussy when it slid out, wining when he immediately continued his harsh thrusts against her cervix, “Yeahhhh, so fucking needy for my dick,” Jin groaned.
Jin would make kenjaku put his cock in herself, straddling his hips while he sat there waiting for her to slide it in. Kenjaku’s eyes rolling back as he relished in the feeling of how good this body felt taking cock
The curses mind completely fucked out when jin sucked on her clit, thrusting his fingers in and out of her pussy, slamming straight into her gspot,
“You like when I eat ur fucking pussy? huh?”
Kenjaku was having so much fun with this body, and he just happened to get stuck with a husband who gave his wife (kenjaku) the best dick of her life, and who was he to refuse?
Kenjaku had no real reason to have sex with the pink haired man, but the feeling of jin choking him out while he fucked into her walls was reason enough.
The curse even took pleasure in getting throat fucked by her husband, soft hands coming down to play with her clit while he straddled her face on the bed, bringing his hips back completely before fucking his thick cock all the way down kenjaku’s throat.
Kenjaku especially loved when jin would fill up her pussy. His breeding kink showing through whenever he had his mind set on cuming inside.
“Want me to fill you up, huh? Make you a mommy?” kenjaku just whined, taking his mean fucking thrusts as Jin worked himself up to his orgasm, barely recognizing the woman’s voice as kenjaku’s own when she babbled out, “p-please fuckkk, give it to me give it to me.”
“Gonna take all my fucking cum like a good girl?” Jin groaned, folding kenjaku into a painful mating press, basically fucking into her womb, “Gonna give you my fucking babies,” he would tip he head back, Jin’s jaw dropping; and kenjaku squeezed her pussy around him at the sight combined with his filthy words.
Finally releasing his seed into his wife’s pussy, hot ropes flooding out around him as he gave her deep fucking strokes
Kenjaku feeling absolute bliss when Jin pulled out, collecting his cum on his fingers and stuffing it back into her full pussy, “Keep all my cum inside you, gotta make sure you get pregnant.”
But of course kenjaku had everything under control, it was all apart of her plan.
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chuuyasballz · 6 months
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Jujutsu Kaisen characters as random screenshots in my phone (part 19)
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kenjakusbrainstem · 7 months
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Examination (Kenjaku x Reader)
Contains: Medical kink, gynecology exam gone sexual, vaginal fingering, Kenjaku as a doctor, dubious consent.
Hello~ Day 12 of kinktober was Medical play, and I have this running fantasy for a few years that goes along this similar vein. Though I've subbed Kenjaku in for the character I normally imagine in this scenario, it's surprisingly fitting for him, don't you think? Crossposted to Ao3 under the same name and shared to twt at kenjakusbrain, comment or reblog if you have anything to say!
You felt uncomfortable as you sat in the examination room. It had been some time since you had visited a gynecologist, as sexual health wasn’t quite at the top of your concern list. It had been some time since you last had a sexual partner, and even then it wasn’t something you looked forward to. That was, in part, the reason for your visit. You had some questions that you wanted to ask, just to make sure there wasn’t something wrong with you.
Along with also being new in the area and going to a new doctor, you wanted to start completely over with this move. Part of that involved making sure you were healthy, so getting back into the yearly exam was just another part of your to do list. 
It had been about ten minutes since the nurse had excused herself to allow you to undress and go alert the doctor. The gown you put on made you feel exposed, as you had trouble closing it in the back, leaving a chill to take over your body. You glanced around the room anxiously, hoping that you’d have the courage to ask your questions in a succinct manner. 
The sound of the door opening made you jump. You turned to greet the doctor but your voice caught in your throat. He looked very different than you had expected, though you weren’t entirely sure what you expected from a doctor you had known nothing about. 
The man was tall, his long dark hair pulled out of his face into a bun but the majority of it still cascaded down his back. His button up shirt looked like it was almost too tight for him, the lab coat he wore over it doing very little to conceal his bulky frame. You almost missed the small line on his forehead, choosing to ignore it as it wasn’t your place to ask about a wound on a doctor, but somehow it seemed to add to his features in such a way that made him more handsome. This doctor was easily the most attractive man you’d ever seen outside of television.
“Nice to meet you, my name is Doctor Kamo, but my patients usually refer to me as Kenjaku. I will be conducting your exam today. Is there any specific reason for your visit?” The doctor, Kenjaku, asked, it seemed he was more of a straight to business man instead of the kind that apologizes for making you wait so long. You didn’t mind though, somehow you were both reassured by his presence and made self conscious by his appearance. 
The thought of having someone this attractive touch you, wasn’t something you were ready for. Gathering your wits about you, you let out a breath you hadn’t known you were holding.
“N-not really, I’m mostly just here for an annual exam,” You forced the words out, suddenly too afraid to ask the other questions that had brought you here. Perhaps you could find another doctor to go to with those questions, some old woman that didn’t make you feel strange.
Kenjaku observed you as he began to get ready, washing his hands and putting on some gloves while studying your medical records that had been pulled up on the computer in the room.
“‘Mostly’ sounds like you have other things to say, I won’t press you, but I can’t look for things I’m unaware of,” Kenjaku said as he sat down in front of you. His words weren’t too cold, but they offered little comfort beyond not being forced to answer questions. “Your chart mentions that you aren’t sexually active, is that a choice or is that the nature of the question you don’t have?”
You blinked at the doctor, it surprised you to be read so easily. You know you mentioned that when filling out your paperwork, but you hadn’t expected it to be brought up. Especially not in this way, he mentioned not pressing, but immediately moved into asking more invasive questions. Still Kenjaku’s tone was nothing but clinical, it was his job to make sense of things like this. You probably weren’t the only person he had to pull answers out of. 
“I’ve had sex before but it just seems like there isn’t a point to it,” You answered honestly. You were interested in sex, you just didn’t understand what was so enjoyable. There was no urge to have children, all of your previous partners made sex feel like you were there for them to use and move along from. It felt more like something you did for someone else and less like something you felt pleasure in.
Kenjaku nodded, observing you more as you spoke. You felt that somehow he was reading between the things you were saying, not that you’d even said much. It was the way he stared at you, like you were to be studied and not helped.
“Interesting, low sex drive or something else? Low drive can be normal with other factors, if that is the issue. You’re a little too young for some things that can lead to difficulties with sex, have you had any problems that I should look for in my exam?” Kenjaku looked into your eyes as he spoke, his questions making your stomach turn with anxiety.
The question you had intended to ask floated to the forefront of your mind, a faint blush appearing on your cheeks. Averting your eyes you studied the wall behind him for a moment. What was the worst thing that could happen? If you got too embarrassed you could just never come back here. 
He seemed like a thorough doctor, even if he were a bit eccentric, he probably could help you in some way. At the very least he could make sure there was nothing inherently wrong with you for the issues you’d been having.
“Well, and please don’t laugh, I don’t have sex because I can’t reach orgasm. Partners have tried and it usually just turns into me faking a reaction and waiting for them to finish. So I gave up, it’s too much of a hassle to try and keep up appearances and no one wants a woman that doesn’t put out,” You explained, looking down in shame. You knew it wasn’t an intentional failing, but you couldn’t help but feel like there had to be something wrong with you.
Kenjaku didn’t laugh, but you could see a glimmer in his eye that made your stomach drop. 
“That is more common than you realize. If you don’t have anything else I should know about, please place your feet in the stirrups,” Kenjaku’s acknowledgement felt like it should have been reassuring, but it wasn’t somehow. It was hard for you to find comfort from a man as attractive as him knowing what was about to happen. 
The smile that was plastered on Kenjaku’s face felt like it should have been genuine, but there was something off. Even ignoring the strange stitching on his forehead, his handsome features didn’t show anything suspicious.
Doing as you were told you placed your bare feet in the hooks at the end of the bed, adjusting your position. The gown covered you in a way that allowed you to only see the top of Kenjaku’s head, the dark bun in his hair and the stitches you were fixated on. It was probably better that way, the last thing you needed to see was his face as he examined you.
The cold air against your pussy made you shiver, goosebumps forming on your arms in response. Even colder were the gloved hands Kenjaku touched your labia with. The fingers hadn’t startled you, but much to your embarrassment you did feel yourself clench around nothing as he examined you from the outside.
The doctor was being thorough, perhaps too thorough, but it had been so long since you’d done one of these exams you weren’t quite sure what was called for. Kenjaku seemed clinical enough, fingers not lingering, the touch wasn’t sensual at all. 
“Things seem to be normal, even your self lubrication seems to be adequate for sexual intercourse. Now hold still, this may pinch a little,” Kenjaku said matter of factly. You watched the bun on top of his head disappear as he leaned back to grab a tool off of the tray he had nearby. 
Other than the spoken warning, he didn’t hesitate inserting the speculum inside of you. It was cold, filling you up and spreading you open for him. A small pained noise left your throat, though you did try to keep quiet. You thought you could hear a small chuckle, but it was so quiet you doubted it had even happened.
There was a pause, Kenjaku hadn’t moved and you were trying to avoid squirming, hoping your discomfort wasn’t too obvious. You felt a gloved hand rest on the apex of your thigh, as if to hold you still. Though his hands had felt cold at first, now they felt warm on your skin even through the latex. It was almost comforting.
The sound of paper tearing brought you back to paying attention. You wondered what it could be, until you felt the discomfort of having a cotton swab shoved inside of you. Once it had been removed you waited for the speculum to be removed too, but nothing happened. You wondered if he was going to swab for something else, or look for something else inside of you perhaps.
Before your thought could fully form, you felt his thumb on your clit, not stimulating, just resting there. You froze, unsure if he was just being thorough or if something strange was happening.
“I’m going to run some extra tests. Everything seems in line, you don’t seem to be missing anything in the areas most sensitive, you should be able to achieve orgasm. So long as you have a competent partner,” Kenjaku’s voice retained the same clinical tone he had been using thus far. 
He didn’t give you a chance to respond before his thumb began moving in slow circles around your clit. Your hand flew to your mouth, covering it to prevent any sounds from coming out. You couldn’t deny that it felt nice, the latex felt even more foreign than his hand. 
Kenjaku watched as you clenched around the speculum that still held you open. The stimulation was so sudden and unexpected, you didn’t know what to do. When you were mulling over asking about orgasming, this had never occurred to you. 
As quickly as it entered you, Kenjaku disengaged and removed the speculum from your body. You could feel yourself clenching around nothing, glad that it was gone but almost missing the fullness. 
The speed of Kenjaku’s thumb on your clit increased, the sensitive bud very receptive to his touch. It felt like electricity shooting through you, the pleasure was indescribable. You had never spent much time trying anything other than penetrative sex, so this was completely new to you. It hadn’t occurred to you to try something like this for yourself, choosing to assume all sex was the same.
Part of you wanted to express that thought to Kenjaku, that it was just something you had been unaware of and there was no need to continue. What stopped you was the feeling of two thick, gloved fingers entering your tight hole.
It didn’t hurt, especially since he had just removed a tool meant to spread you open, but it did feel big. Kenjaku’s hands were large, something you hadn’t noticed until his fingers were buried inside of you. Instead of thrusting as you had expected, they prodded about, as if he were searching for something. 
You opened your mouth to speak, to tell him that he didn’t need to do this, but your words caught in your throat as his fingers brushed up against a bundle of nerves inside you. Hand clamping back over your mouth, you bit into your fingers, using all of your focus to keep the sounds in. 
Kenjaku didn’t pull his fingers out after making his discovery, choosing instead to rub against the spot inside of you, making your thighs shake. You could feel just how wet you were getting, the squishing sound of his fingers in your pussy the only thing that filled the room other than the ones you made.
“It seems like you shouldn’t have trouble reaching orgasm now. The only trouble you’d had was just not having an attentive partner, don’t worry though, I’ll make sure to guide you through this one,” Kenjaku said, his clinical voice somehow had become arousing to you. You weren’t sure if it was just the state he had you in or if he had intended to have this affect on you.
A whine left your lips as his hand left your clit, desperate for the attention he’d been giving you. The hand instead pushed up your gown, making it so he could see your face.
You also now could see Kenjaku, nestled between your thighs with his fingers buried inside of you. Never had you thought you’d have a man so handsome like this. Even if you were just another exam to him, you knew you’d never forget the sight of him like this.
Kenjaku winked at you before lowering his face, tongue teasingly licking at your sensitive clit. You had to bite harder into your hand to keep your sounds in. Everything already felt too overwhelming, but his warm tongue lavishing your clit with attention was beyond anything you thought a person could feel.
The sight of him sucking at your clit was something you wanted burned into your mind. A strand of dark hair loose, tickling the strangely attractive stitches on his face. Kenjaku’s eyes, staring up and into yours as he took your clit fully into his mouth and sucked. It was too much, you wanted to look away but his eyes held you still somehow.
His fingers hadn’t stopped rubbing the sensitive spot inside of you, they had moved onto pressing against it. Hand shallowly thrusting directly into the nerves, making your body quiver.
You couldn’t take it any longer, feeling something snap inside of you. Kenjaku didn’t relent as you felt your body overcome with more pleasure than you thought possible. It was as if you were drowning in the way he made you feel, his hands and mouth forcing you to experience something so intense.
As he pulled his fingers from you, you could feel yourself dripping. Kenjaku had made more of a mess of you than you ever could have expected. He sat up slowly, chin glistening with evidence of your first orgasm all over it.
“See? If you tell the doctor what you need, they may be able to fix it for you. Do you feel educated now? Or do I need to have you back for another appointment, just to make sure you’re able to achieve repeat results at home,” Kenjaku’s words were a jumbled mess to you. 
Nodding, you hoped he would be willing to see you again. There was no way you would ever pass up the chance to experience something like this again.
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niinnyu · 7 months
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Bonding over food, excellent.
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Thank you for this @galaxynajma :D:D
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jamescomjj · 11 days
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More of my swap au! Kenjaku is genderfluid in this au <3
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btxtyuri · 11 days
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the idea of sukuna and kenjaku being in-laws is really funny to me
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epickiya722 · 11 days
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Yuji really got a twin brother, 9 half siblings, his mom is body hopping and is actually a brain, got a distant cousin of sorts who was named after one of the identities that his (Yuji's) mom had took before and said mom is the reason behind having those 9 half siblings and that distant cousin of sorts because they were in a different body...
Got this complicated ass family tree...
Like how is one suppose to explain this?
NOTE: Forget twin brother... Sukuna is his damn uncle!! Jin is apparently the twin brother!!
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incorrectjjkquotes · 2 months
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Kenjaku: I was born for politics. I have great hair and I love lying.
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pooltowel · 5 months
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Finding out your boyfriend isn't really your boyfriend: Kenjaku (Getou Suguru) X Reader.
PART ONE - not that detailed, i also hope to make this into a book.
"You... lied to me?" The words slipped out before I could even think, the man who I loved for years stood in front of me. Well, it was his body, at least.
"I didn't quite lie. You never asked." He shrugged and stared at me, a dead expression on his face as if he didn't just shatter my world.
"Where's Getou?" I mumbled, tears fell from my eyes as he approached me further. "Well, he's right here." He smirked, he inched towards me closer, and his breath hit my face.
Everything was the same. His breath smelt the exact same as Getou's, I couldn't help but lean into it closer.
"But I am Kenjaku," he grinned, wrapping his arms around me. "And you still want me, I'm the exact same as that boyfriend of yours," his smirked started to piss me off as I pushed him off of me.
"You killed him, didn't you?" I clenched my jaw as he smiled and let out a chuckle. "Of course not. He got himself killed. I merely just found the perfect body to inhabit, and what a pretty thing it delivered to me." He grinned, his hand cupped my cheek as he wiped away a stray tear.
"Why did you lie to me? Why did you just not tell me you weren't Getou?" I tried pushing him away, but he only held onto me tighter, pulling me closer to him. "Well, to put it simply," he smirked, paused, and spoke again, "I am in love with you."
His words came without any hesitation, I stood there in shock, his arms holding me in place. "Even if I'm not Getou Suguru, I could be yours." He grinned before pressing a kiss to my forhead.
"However..." he looked away quickly before turning his eyes back to me, letting go of me and stepping back. "This form I take is your beloved Suguru's, and I don't want to take advantage of your love for him, do I? I want you to love me." He frowned and grasped onto my hand.
"Do you, do you love me y/n?" He questioned, grinning. All of the sudden changes in his personality confused me, and I stood there shocked. Is he really this crazy?
He had no shame as he smiled and wrapped his arms around me again. He smelled exactly like Getou, his body, well, was Getou's. The embrace was like every other time. Getou would hug me, during high school, after, even when he was working.
"I love you, y/n. That's why I lied. I want to protect you from everything, even from me and my plans. This is why I lied to you, I can't believe you could never tell. It's blatantly obvious. Did the stitches never spike any curiosity?"
I looked down ashamed. Maybe I should've been more skeptical, I could tell Getou had changed... but asking just seemed rude and the stitches, even asking about that seemed harsh as well, even if he was my boyfriend.
"Why do you love me, Kenjaku?" I looked at him confused. He pondered for a moment.
"You're different," he started, looking into my eyes again, and I had mixed feelings about it. Staring into Getou's eyes as another confessed their feelings to me.
"You're kind. You understand a lot. When I revealed the truth to you, you didn't try to kill me." He grinned, and I looked away ashamed.
"So tell me this, do you love me?" He grinned, his grip on my waist tightened, and I looked away. What could I even say to him? He would probably kill me if I said no, but was there any point in living if it wasn't with Getou?
"No." I said harshly, his face fell, and he stared at me. "Tell me, have you really never felt any attraction to me? Even when you kissed me, when you touched me? You know, I share all of this bodies memories too," he grinned, staring into my eyes again.
"You're in his body... of course, I'd be attracted to my own boyfriend..." I mumbled, looking away from his intense stare.
"And are you really only attracted to his physical form?" He grasped onto my jaw, turning my face back to his and holding his hand on my cheek. "I know that his charisma is attractive. His soft voice has a grip on you. This, however, is mine now, too. There's no reason to run from my feelings, y/n."
He paused, letting go of me once again. However, he sat on the floor, his usual attire of his usual robes flowing around his body as he did, pulling my hand down with him, making me sit in front of him.
"You're not afraid of me, nor do you reject my words at all." He smiled softly, his hand placed on my face once again, rubbing his thumb gently on my cheek as he smiled softly, his eyes soft.
"It's only me that ties you to this body," he smiles, his hand now holding my chin. He grinned and licked his lips. I looked away, flustered.
"I exist within this universe in my own way, I have my own will, y/n. The only thing that connects you to Getou is just this vessel." He pauses, a blush was present on his face now, as if he had softened at his own words. "It's not him you love, y/n. It's me inside of his body."
He smiled softly, letting go of my face. I didn't have anything to say, I felt as if he'd actually left me speechless for once. He wasn't wrong at all. The only thing I had left of my boyfriend was his body, and it was being used by a curse.
But I did love Getou. He was my lover for years, and we spent nearly every moment together.
"It's me who you've been hugging and kissing all this time, calling me darling. You can't deny it either." He paused for a moment before speaking again. His eyes nearly sparkled with hope as he rested his hand on his knee, his chin on the palm of his hand with a soft, delicate smile.
"I've been the one holding you, comforting you... I've been the one protecting you from this cruel world."
I stared at him, furrowed eye brows, and stood up, crossing my arms. "You're the cruel world, Kenjaku. Mahito, Jogo, Hanami... you're all curses. Do you not think how they could've killed me at any point?"
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orangecoffee1010 · 6 months
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Uhm excuse me what the actual fuck are you doing in my hous
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nuppu-nuppu · 5 months
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Nurse Geto ;;
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