I wish I could do character analysis. But I'm too stupid to do that. So instead I give you Sampo Koski analysis from a man with a caveman brain.
Snake. Oh ouh. Salesman. Oh oh. More than meets the eye. OUH ouh. Big heart. Ooh oh. Wrinkly brain. Ouh ugh. Cunning. Augh ouh. Strong. Bwah augh. Sensual. Ouh Augh.
Ok that concludes my character analysis of Sampo Koski. Hope you guys learned something from that.
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She's a total delight, she's effervescent, she's kind to animals and children, she's a master of the sword, and she does not have the intellect you’d ordinarily find in a sandwich or an orange.
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ON MY WAY!!
Ceo mina and lawyer sana punishing sub momo by edging her with mina bossing momo around while sana’s questioning momo using her law experience, but if sana thinks momo is being bratty/not telling the truth, then mina would edge her even more
momo was spread out on the bed, wrists cuffed to the headboard while mina forced her legs open. she whined at the dildo pushing back in, filthy with her wetness.
"have you learned your lesson?"
sana asked that question every fifteen minutes, testing if momo was even conscious enough to respond properly.
"ye–yes!" she replied, voice hoarse and desperate—she needed to cum.
sana raises an eyebrow, shifting on the bed to be closer to momo. a hand comes up to squeeze her boob. "what are you sorry for?"
mina watches the two of them carefully, still pumping the toy in and out of momo at a steady pace.
"f–for, uh—" momo gasps for air, throwing her head back. "forgetting the dishes?"
sana lets go of her boob, immediately slapping her thigh. momo yelps in pain.
"too fucked out to remember, hm?"
"not my fault! you n' mina are makin' it hard to think!"
in any other situation, that would've been cute. instead, it earns momo a slap from both of them. she whines when mina takes the toy out of her completely.
"pull your shit together or you're sleeping alone tonight."
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Shigiraki : *squirting ketchup on the bathroom counter*
Dabi : ...What the hell are you doing?
Shigiraki : I asked Toga to keep her toothbrush in her own cup instead of mine. The next morning, she drew a muscled torso on a sticky-note, stuck it to her brush, and laid my toothbrush out flat, so it looked like her toothbrush had knocked mine out...That was three weeks ago.
Dabi : So...for three weeks,you two have just been, what? Arranging your brushes in more and more elaborate scenarios to try and, like, I don't know, one-up each other or something?
Shigiraki : *placing Togas' toothbrush facedown in a puddle of ketchup, next to a popsicle stick whittled to look like a knife* Don't ask questions you already know the answers to.
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