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avidvampirehunter · 9 months
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My fellow Noragami enjoyers worried about [redacted]'s "death" meanwhile I'm looking forward to the dramatic love confession in the next update.
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September is gonna be a great month. 🙃
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guideaus · 4 months
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this is probably a good a place as any to drop the manga
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shunsuiken · 10 days
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cw. MDNI + afab!reader + pussy eating + he plays with your clit hehe + ayato is so horny for you
ayato eats your pussy as a reward for the boring day he's spent around stubborn inazuman officials. after washing up, he gets comfortable with you in bed and lets you talk about what you did during the day—because whatever you've done today is definitely more interesting than the useless conversations of those old men who only seem to be able to ramble.
he props his upper body up with an arm, holding his face in his palm while you speak. you talk about some of the gossip circulating around inazuman nobility, about thoma inviting you all for another round of a hotpot game and lots of other things.
oh but one particular thing he loves most about this moment is the way your lips move, it’s the moisture from your lip balm that makes them look glossy and sweet. it does something to make you look daintier.
this is where ayato finds himself hungry.
so after duly acknowledging everything you've told him, he places a gentle hand on your waist, running it up and down the line of your figure. you don't miss the way his eyes travel up and down your body, like you're a gift to be unwrapped, you can't blame him! it's been so long since you both have been intimate.
what you don't realise is that ayato has other plans. suddenly, your legs are spread wide open for his eyes to feast on, porcelain fingers lifting the material of your yukata to pull your panties down. with just the sight of your wet pussy, he groans and brings himself down so he can give your cute clit one big fat kiss, your slick sticking to his now glossy lips.
you inhale sharply when his lips touch you, anticipating his next move. his arms hold your thighs down on the futon, tongue latching onto your now hard bud to give cute little kitten licks.
“nggh—ayato, s- stop doing that!” ayato’s lips curl when your moans turn into whines, you start twitching under him and he would be lying if he said he wasn’t getting a hard on from you behaving just like this.
“stop doing this?” ayato lays his tongue flat against your folds and swipes the muscle upwards, making your back arch and jaw drop, successfully earning those cute and soft moans from you.
you gasp, “oh fuck that feels good, ‘yato.” your fingers reach for his hair, holding onto him while you get lost in the feeling of his tongue pampering your clit.
the groan that leaves ayato’s throat vibrates onto your folds and you shudder under him. a thin sheen of sweat forms on his forehead at the sight of you displayed like this for him. if it were not for his skilled tongue, you would be able to catch a glimpse of his dilated pupils.
he chuckles softly, leaving your clit lonely for a moment. “now it looks like we're both wearing lip balm," ayato jokes but it takes you a few seconds to process what he’s said.
“you stopped just to tell me that?” ayato grins at the tone in your voice, he loves playing with you, his little lover who always gets what they want.
your chest rises and falls heavily from his teasing. your poor hair a victim to his intimate touches, messily spread across the futon. but most importantly, your lips are slightly parted, swollen from biting them, glistening in your spit whenever you licked them.
he hums, resting his cheek on your inner thigh as his thumb toys with your hard clit. “personally, i would rather listen to how you call for me in those short little breaths you make instead of those imbeciles in expensive attires.”
you struggle to make a response when his thumb rubs against you like that, slowly, circling your bud to send short sensations up your spine. “uh-huh…” your head falls back as your eyes flutter shut again.
“oh my apologies,” ayato chuckles fondly at the sound of the soft rustling your head makes against the futon. his thumb leaves your clit alone before replacing it with his warm tongue. “allow me to continue.”
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suguru-getos · 2 years
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Kinktober day 3
Somnophilia w/ Ayato Kamisato
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A/N: So I’m gonna take the Kinktober thingy a little more seriously and make it kinda 💫 aesthetic 💫 but meh… I barely get time to write so don’t catch onto hopes skshsgsjjs have a nice day yalls. Also, posting it rn because I will be busy tomorrow (ig).
Ayato knew full well that he had your consent of it, while his fingers lingered around the waistband of your panties, your lower garments already discarded by him long ago. Clasping the cloth in his now un-gloved hands, he took them off, sliding it down your plush thighs and eventually ridding it away somewhere in the bedroom.
He was hasty, all he wanted was to feel you right now. Even in your vulnerable state, when your chest heaved in the solemn slumber, you still looked so enticing to him. The tent in his pants was the testimony of what exactly you can do to him without even trying. “You are so beautiful it soothes my eyes” Ayato mused romantically, leaning in after spreading your legs.
You whimpered at the sudden movements, even when Ayato was careful. “Light sleeper, how can I forget that,” he whispered to himself while his breath fanned over your clit, giving it a soft and a tender kiss of initiation, followed by his tongue resting onto the bundle of nerves flat. Ayato was a messy eater, but today he was also impatient. He wanted your juices to stain his cock, he wanted the friction and plunging against your cunt reward the base of his cock with a ring of your arousal and his mixed. He wanted to make you lose your mind. He wanted to lose his own mind.
“You are so busy you might as well make love to me in my sleep,” Ayato’s memories refresh with your recent wordings as his tongue glided from the base of your now glistening pussy, to the very tip. Thumb spreading your pussy-lips apart, he messily spat on your clit, watching it dribble down your now pulsating hole. “My my— don’t tell me you like this even when half of your senses are rested,”
His own arousal and pleasure was riling his nerves up. Hands taking his member out and giving it a few, teasing pumps while his eyes never left the sight of your weeping cunt. “Angel, I love you,” he continued, spreading your cunt-lips once again, sheathing his tip in slowly.
“Heavens-” he groaned softly, leaning back as his adam’s apple protuded with the gulp he took to bury his moans.
“HNNNG-” your brows furrowed, you could feel him stretching you out and about. The girth and length of his dick was not something you could get used to even in the soundest of sleeps. Your eyes fluttered open, rolling back immediately when he fitted snug around your folds balls deep.
“Apologies, I didn’t want to wake you up, Angel.” Ayato feigned a sorry look on his face. He was caught immediately when his actions didn’t match his words. Thrusts begining to churn your walls up, one hand aiding your left leg to be leaned against his shoulder to have more access to you.
“Argh- you feel so good, love. You f-feel so good!” Ayato showered you with praises, pleasure drunk and rutting his hips against you to chase his much needed high. “I missed you, I have been craving you every moment of my day. Enough for it- it- to (thrust) distract (thrust) me, from (thrust) my duties,” Ayato panted, continuing the same pace and fervor.
You couldn’t help but feel the knot in your stomach build with every single hump. “Fuck- Yato— feels so good, don’t stop- I missed you too- AH don’t- don’t stop,” your moans now echoed in your shared bedroom as your husband smirked, leaning in and kissing you passionately.
“Not planning to, sweet thing. We have the whole night ahead of us after all,”
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kaizynofsickness · 3 months
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Gojo thoughts...
Gojo x Bunny/curse!reader (Based from yagami yato)
~Devoured Mornings~
Smut, WARNING: Bunny/curse reader, morning sex, dirty talk (naughty girl/cunt, pretty little cunt, sexy body, taking cock so well), rough yet sensual sex, slight spanking kink, sex rambling, small dacryphilla (not of pain), many orgasms, lots of pussy eating, pussy drunk themes, fingering, mention of safe word (not used), self touching/ masterbation, fondling and grabbing, feral Gojo loving your body, nickname (Usagi-chan) over used, unprotected sex, cumming inside, slight begging, honest Gojo, slight sadistic and masochist themes, teasing, hair pulling.(I made the reader a curse bunny for fun)
"Good morning~" Warm hands trace circles on your cheek. Your bunny ear twitches from the slight touch and your soft lashes flutter as your eyes slowly open. Your grumble, flopping the comforter over your head, snatching about half off of Gojo. He groans with a soft chuckle at your behavior. "Well, damn. What a way to return my good morning~" He peaks under the covers and sees your pouty sleepy face. Your growls and push his bright blue eyes away. "You woke me up..." You bitch and moan. Gojo rolls his eyes and pats your hair, stroking your fluffy bunny ears. "Cuz you need to wake up, Usagi-chan..." He ruffles your hair messily. You kick him away from you, his legs hanging of the bed. "Tch, so mean to me, Usagi-chan~" He snakes his hand under the sheets and rubs high up your thigh. You finally pop your head out from the covers, eyes fully open and face red from the heat under the covers. "Ugh..." You greet the sun with a scowl. The cold air hits your body, only covered in a loose shirt and panties. You shudder, cuddling up to Gojo for warmth. He expects your neediness and rubs on the arch of your back. "Cold, huh?" He asks you. You nod, nuzzling yourself further. "It's fine, I'm sure your body will get used to it " he picks you up from under your arms like a couple of grapes and lets the cold touch your warm body. "Asshole..." you grumble.
When sat down, you stretch out your body across the bed and lift your ass up (only covered by panties), arching hard to stretch your back, fluffy bunny tail wiggling up before flopping down on your stomach. Gojo whistles to himself at the sight. "Ready for the morning?" He moves his soft white locks from his forehead and gives his eyes a better view of your body. "No." You answer plainly, scowling.
Gojo rolls in the covers and plops on top of your thighs. He nuzzles to them before looking up at you with wide pretty sapphire eyes. "We could stay and cuddle up, hm~" he suggests. "Uh, I'm awake now. And you're right, my body did get used to the cold." You sass and shove him head away from your tummy.
He pouts like a three year old denied of sweets. "Oh, fine... But Usagi-chan-"
"Shush! Let me wake up!"
"I thought you said you were awake already?~" he teases with a smirk, outsmarting you. You slap the top of his head and jerk your knees under him, pressing on his stomach. He groans and gives you a jokingly rude look. "Stop being so mean to me, Usagi-chan." He goes back to nuzzling your stomach, kissing down lower and lower... "I'm not. I just didn't like how you woke me up." You gently rub his head and tangle your finger in his locks. He hums a laugh and fiddles with your panties. "It's a good morning though, Usagi-chan. I'm sure you'll get to the good part soon enough." His nose brushes against your clothed clit teasingly. You whimper out slightly before shoving his head off of your body. You simply stay silent, not knowing what to say after his little improper, dirty, lewd interaction.
"Don't get flustered yet, baby! I've got plans for you~" he lifts his head up and looks at you with needy eyes.
He pins your wrist to the bed before sliding his hands down your stiff and warm arms to the waist, hips, to the liner of your underwear. His fingertips rub over your skin like a feather before pressing on your protected clit and cunt. You try to lean up and push him off again but his free hand presses you down your back once again. "Gojo..." You whine, desperately trying to lift up, only to be pressed back and teased. "Sh, sh, shh~" His voice vibrates on your clit in a hum.
Your bunny ears twitch up straight and your head perks up at his hand moving back down. "You really are like a bunny... You jolt at the slightest movement I make, Usagi-chan." He laughs at your reactions.
You grumble something, hands making fist. "Don't be an ass..." You spit out. "Oh, but Usagi-chan... You love when I get like this don't you~" He tugs at your panties. "Just listen to your tail thumping on the bed."
He purposely gets quiet and lets the silence spread. That's when you hear the sound of your little tail whacking the bed and making a hard fabric sound. You flush a pearly pink on your cheeks and try to slow down your tail that gives away that you're enjoying this...
He chuckles and flicks your thigh softly to bring your attention back down on him. "Usagi-chan, eyes down here. Why don't you watch me give you a good time? Why don't you keep your eyes... on me~" he slides your panties down your shaky legs, your tail still thumping loudly. Gojos hands tosses them away and spreads your legs wide to see your cunt twitching and soaked for him. "How fucking naughty, girl... I barely even touched you." His tongue teasingly glides between your folds and presses on your twitching cunt, flicking over your clit. He slurps up every drop and invests in your body as much as he can, burying his face in your pussy.
His feral loving begins, folding you in what feels like a mating press. Your shaky bunny ears fold down and cover your eyes that are half lidded. The pleasure is delivered slowly to your body, causing your poor cunt to clench. "Hm~ my naughty little Usagi-chan and her even naughtier cunt..." He says through loud wet sounds and groans. "Look at your clit throbbing... How dirty. I'm touching myself at the sight~" His free hand pumps his fat cock at the sight of your pussy. His moans vibrate on your clit and send sexual tingles to your heart and that knot in your stomach.
You yelp when his lips wrap around your clit and sucks before spitting all over it, making your pussy drip. The wet sound echoes around, his saliva and your juices making such a noise. Your voice adds to the mixture of noises, loud and horny moans escaping. "You want more don't you, Usagi-chan?" He laps his spit up on your cunt. "You love when my tongue rubs so hard in this pretty body's clit? This pussy begs alone, yeah?" He rambles in while indulging in your pussy. You stutter out in agreement, trying to pace your breathing and keep quiet. His tongue laps over it hornily with precision. "I always love being right here..." He smirks.
By now your tail is vibrating, shaking. It thumps hard on the bed and anticipates the orgasm to come while wagging crazily with excitement. "Mhm~ I love masterbating my dick to this pussy, Usagi-chan." He licks you wild. Slurps range around the room along with the beats of his cock and his own moans mixing with yours like a horny melody. "Want more, don't you? Like when my fingers slide in, yeah~" His warm hands finally move to your cunt, easily pushing two digits in your wet hole. Immediately, your begging hole clenches around his moving fingers. Your back arches up and his fingers stroke in you while multi-tasking and stroking himself. Your body stiffens and your legs shake over his shoulders. "You're delicious, baby~" he ruts his tongue inside your cunt. You turn your head and nuzzles in the pillow you lay on, whimpering out his name silently to where he can't even hear it, not when he's too focused on that pussy in front of him.
"Not responding? Or are you afraid I do this" ---his tongue roughly flicks in your clit before rolling down to go in your cunt--- "when you try to speak?" This action brings an abrupt squeak out of you, more and more, you become a moaning mess for his tongue.
"Ngh... H-ahh~, G-Gojo~" your hands go down and snatch a handful of his hair out of instinct, needing something to grab on. He whines, his head lifting up from your grip. But he hastily moves his head right back and pushes in more, his finger curling on that sweet stop, causing your ears to perk high. "You just want me to go on an all you can eat buffet on this pussy, dontcha?" He whimpers in your pussy and beats his dick harder. "This lewd and sexy body~ ahh~ So damn tasty, I'll love when I make this cunt milk me for all I'm worth..." His praise drowns out by your moans. "Such a sweet sound..."
His slurps get louder than your wet lewd sound, more pre cum seeping out and wetting his dick. The pleasure makes him fall in between your legs, his tongue lazily and roughly slapping over your clit and his fingers abusing your G-spot. The pleasure overstimulates your senses to a high and brings your precious orgasm closer and closer.
Your legs squeeze around Gojos head and your mewl out whimpers, your tail throbbing on the bed.
Your behavior brings an evil smile to his face. You're about to cum.
"Hah... Wanna cum already Usagi-chan? Gunna do it so soon?" He teases you while looking up to see your lusted fuck face. You nod vastly. "Y... yes..." You say high pitched with your half lidded eyes on him. "Then cum for me while I stroke myself."
Damn, it's like your body will do whatever he says. Your body tenses for a few before your jolt, putting your legs right around Gojos in some sort of head lock almost... He lets you cum all over his face and even in his mouth while fingering you through it and pampering you in praise. You squirt it all out, clear coats of slick all on his mouth and tongue as it laps all of it like a dog. "Keep it comin', Usagi-chan..." He gags on your cum. You loll your eyes back and toss your head, the last sticky drops rowing out. He happily hums and moans into your pussy while beating his needy dick faster. "Oh, fuck~" He sighs and lifts his head up, pulling his fingers out your weak hole before swirling his tongue around them. "Who am I kidding?" He lets go of his hard dick and lets you see it, lubricated in pre. "Only your tight cunt will bring me to my orgasms, Usagi-chan~" He rubs his mean cock on your wetness before perfectly sliding in. He tosses his head back in bliss, loving the feeling of your sweet hole sucking him in. "Ooh~ such a naughty cunt, such a--hah--naughty cunt." He humps into you at a sensual pace yet his dick plows in so deep and hard.
You only know he'll get worse.
You grips the sheets below you as his presses your body further back, your knees to your head, folding you. The sound of skin on skin and wet sloppy noises make your ears ring. His pounding gets harder every few thrusts he does, putting in more speed. "Ah- mhmm~ fuck, you take my cock so well, Usagi-chan." He hangs his head low, fluffy white, sweaty hair hanging, covering his fucked out face.
Every time he fucks you like this--- pressed back and completely vulnerable to him, legs going separate ways and your cunt clenching around his cock--- he just gets so drunk off of it. Those slurred moans and the way you wrap your arms around your shaky legs at orgasms makes it impossible to keep his hands off you. Every single touch is placed exactly where you want it to. How he aches to get inside that slippery hole. How honest you get when you're on your back, looking at his lustful eyes while so much desire. How delicious you taste when you're so wet.
"How cute you look getting stuffed with cock..." He takes it slow and deep inside you, pressing deep inside and stroking your walls. You grips the sheets hard while moaning with shaky lips, giving him sweet glossy puppy eyes with your bunny ears twitching. He looks at your face, needy and silently begging for more. He grabs you by your shoulders before pumping in harder and faster, rocking the bed and your juices splashing on his pelvis that rubs on your clit. He moves one hand up to grab your bunny ears and locking them together while rubbing on them. "You're ears give you out so bad, Usagi-chan~ Your body won't do what you say, but it listens to me so well..." He licks your neck before yanking your ears. You yelp, moving your hands to his back and digging your nails in his skin, making crescent moon shapes. Your marks prove how well he is doing...
"O-oh, fuck, yes yes y-yes, right-right there, Gojo~" you manage to moan out, wanting more as his tip kisses that sweet spot in your cunt. He smirks and rolls his hips against yours, trying to rub on your sweet spot you crave to be touched. The pleasure is too much, so much you cum again without warning. You tangle your hands in his hair with your right hand with a squeeze while the other claws his back, leaving red marks he adores. You cum all round his dick, shaking. Gojo watches your body reaction with a smirk and fucks you through your sweet orgasm. His dick hammers slower and allows all your cum to soak the sheets.
You're extra sensitive after cumming twice already... Yet Gojo's far from done. He immediately goes back to thrusting inside you at a steady but rough pace.
"Shit... Ah- gunna cum~" He bites his bottom lips while pounding harder, making your body rock and the bed creek like mad. "T-too ro-ugh..." You mewl out silently.
He pumps his last few thrusts before loading hot cum inside you. When he pulls out, the fluid overflows and leaks out of you. Gojo presses his dick before fucking it back in.
When he pulls out (cum still seeping out) he pulls your shaking body on his and kisses you. His strokes your hair and fiddles with your bunny ears while running his tongue on yours and biting your lips. "Get on your knees, ass up."
His words are strong and filthy. Your body jolts at his command. "C'mon, Usagi-chan, don't be shy..." He rubs down your back, an inch shy from your ass. You position yourself with pillows to support you. It's the way your tail wags in anticipation for his cock to strive in.
Gojo snaps out his trace of admiring your sexy little body and puts his cock inside your weeping cunt. He groans at the same feeling coming on again, the wetness coating him. You whimper into the pillow, feeling his cock push inside to desperately fit inside the right space. "Gah~ fuck, I feel you twitching around me, Usagi-chan..." He strains. "So t...tight." He slowly thrust into you. "Loosen up, baby~ I promise I'll be soft..."
Empty promises.
Because as soon as he feels your cunt loosen, he pounds into your ass, making your face fall into the pillow. You scream and cry as loud as you want now, no need to hold back. You'll cum again at his rate. "S-Satoru~" You lift your head up to cry out, tears of overwhelming pleasure dotting out. "Yes, yes..mmh~ Keep moaning my name like that, keep doin' it~" he gets lost in your sweet hole.
Gosh, you just feel so weak under him. You are, even if he treats you like you're stronger, in sex though, you feel like a little fish next to a Megalodon shark.
"Gojo, gentle! G-gentle... Ngh~!" You whine to him. "But, Usagi-chan~ Look so cute... So cute like this, you're tail wiggling for me." He praises and slaps your ass a little more, stinging a sensation pain. "I just wanna fill you up... Pump all it it in you~" He smirks. "See how much you can take..."
All the pleasure builds and then you feel another sweet knot snapping. The words to say, to warn him all disappear as your body unravels, cums flowing out your squelching cunt onto him, all down his thighs and splatter on his pelvis.
Your voice pitches and you cum all on his dick. "Without warning, baby?~" He rubs his hands down your back. He taps your ass and pushes it back on his dick before hammering you forward. Your face smushes into the pillow with a small 'eep' as you squeeze the sheets around you tight, desperately needing something to grab for support. "Ah-, y'take my dick... So well~" His one hand squeezes your hips while the other tails down your back and rubs reassuring love circles with his thumb. He rubs his hips against you while his dick strives inside, equally loving the pleasure and your little moans and pleads, your fluffy white tail squirming... This is one of the many reasons he lives for your touch, your grace upon him...
He feels the moment right for some slow, sweet, sensual fucking. Gojo gives your ass a small tap before continuing his sweet rubbing motion. You grumble into the pillow before lifting your head up a bit, lips quivering and eyes glistening with tears of overwhelming pleasure. "Gojo..." You whimper out. He simply smiles and ignores your sweet calls. "Sh..." He grabs a handful of your hair before pushing your head back into the pillow, where you stay, moaning softly as his cock glides in you at such a loving pace. You drool and cry on the pillow below you while tearing seams of the sheets. Even if he fucks you slow like this, you can't help but go crazy on his cock and moans out uncontrollably say his name as if it'll do something. You love it, no matter how much you act like you don't, push him away, act bratty, use your words, try your hardest to hit him through his infinity... He knows as well as you do what your body says, what it wants.
Him to sex you like no one will ever. "Feels s' good..." You go into complete bliss from him. Your little weak praises and whimpers stimulate him to do more, to get more praise from your filthy mouth. "Yeah, you love it, hm? You like it slow and deep, hm?" He pushes it further inside you, eroping a little yelp from you.
You tighten without any control, crying into the pillow and sheets. Your body shivers again. Your going to cum again for the umpteenth time... You lost count. You cunt twitches and tightens more. "C-cumming..." You gasp out before all your clear liquid squeezes out onto him. All Gojo dies is laugh and choke on moans while giving your ass a few hard taps.
You cunt squeezing only makes Gojo's orgasms inches closer. And fuck, you have no idea how much cum he'll load into you, he'll go until he shoots blanks at the point... "F-fuck, gunna... Gunna load into this cunt again, damn!" He gives up on the sweet sexing and ruts into you. The change in pace shocks you, causing your back to arch more and tails spring. "Usagi-chan, oh fuck, my little bunny~ Your pussy keeps on milking me how I like it..." He rambles on, eyes foggy. Firmly, he grips onto your waist and buckles your hips together, holding you in place as his seed pushes deep inside you. You're so full...
Gojo fucks in more, feeling yours and his cum rubbing on his cock. He pulls out, white pouring out onto your thighs. Your cunt twitches, pushing out all the cums he delivered to you. He clicks his tongue and playfully shakes his head in disapproval. "Usagi-chan, you're being a little wasteful." He presses his fingers in and fucks his cum back inside you, thrusting it into you hard. "It's s-so much, too much G-Gojo..." You lift up and look back to see from the corner of your eyes, his evil cute little smile... He looks so hot... It makes you look away, burying your face in the pillow with faint moans all around. He pops his fingers out of your cunt, no more cums trying to leave... "Better." He smirks, slapping your pussy around.
"A few more rounds... I love seeing you filled with cum, sweet Usagi-chan~" He puts his warm hands under your stomach and lifts your fragile body up, your sweaty back against his rising bare chest. He rubs down to your sensitive clit and fiddles with the bundle of nerves. You flinch awake from your fucked out trance. "I can't take more..." You complain while looking down at his moving hand. "Yes you can, Usagi-chan. You even spilled some cum out right now." He feels his own sticky seed seeping out your cunt. You whine and begin to slowly grind yourself on his fingers to gain more friction.
Your cries out his name so many times today. You cummed around his cock and in his mouth, he dumped a load into you... You can't take no more. He'll break your mind and fuck you dumb. "Please?" He rubs on your neck. You let out a weak and shaky sigh before looking back down at his fingers circling your used clit.
"O-okay, Satoru..." With those words, he removes his fingers from your pussy and props his dick right under you. You can tell what's going to happen next.
Gojo presses your body down on his dick, slowly putting it all back in. It slides in almost effortlessly. "Go on, ride me baby..." He gently sardonically laughs in your ear. Your tail rubs against his stomach and your ears perk up straight. "R-ride you...?" The idea makes you get all giddy and feel like you should hop right now. "Yeah, don't you still want more. Just lemme see your move your body, c'mon~" his hand sneakily snakes to your right breath before giving it a firm squeeze.
You slowly begin to bounce on his lap with small stray tears flowing down your cheeks. Gojo groans in pleasure while going to catch you tear, smearing them away. "Remember you safe word, okay?" He whisper into your ear with a small nibble on the lobe. Nothing turns you in more than a man who cares... Him reminding you to use your safe word in case makes you heart race and causes you to use that energy on his dick. Faster, you live up and down. Gojo leans his head on your shoulder while grounding your thighs to him.
"How many times have you cummed, Usagi-chan?" He decides to randomly ask you. "I-I don't know... F...four times?" You stammer out. Gojos hums in response. "Can you do four more?"
That question is fucking insane... "Of-of course n-not!" You whine at the thought. At that point, the orgasms might burns. Gojo sighs and kneads one of your boobs, fondling and grabbing it while pinching the sensitive nipple.
"Faster, Usagi-chan... Can't cum while you going that slow~" he purposely squeezes your nipple harder.
It was all day like that. You two just fucked wild for hours in end and even if Gojo would shoot blanks, unable to cum no more ,if your body sores, you both would rut through it...
✨Ze End✨
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thedeliverygod · 4 months
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The Final Chapter of Noragami
I'll start off by saying no matter what, this is my favorite manga/anime series. It'll always be near and dear to my heart. And thank you again to @fast-moon who has put so much time in effort into this series so that we would be able to read it in English ASAP.
But here are my honest thoughts, below the cut
There are far too many open ends. As a writer and a fan, I get that it's good to leave things pretty open ended and give fans a chance to explore possibilities. But there was too much here.
Something that struck me during my read of the translation (as I read the raws about an hour beforehand) was the absence of Nana. Arahabaki and Shiho are at the hanami, why not her? Especially since she's got a bond with Bishamon as well.
Is Nora just a free agent, doing whatever she wants? We see that Yukine still has his Hagusa name, so clearly she would still have Mizuchi. And we know Yato can't re-name her. Does she spend time with Yato and Yukine at Kofuku's house? Is she Yato's secret agent in watching over Hiyori? lol
Kazuma is the only one (aside from Nana) who survived the God's Greatest Secret without being named with the koto no ha. How is he dealing with it? Is he also having nightmares like Yukine?
Yato being 'saved' by going viral is a bit dumb especially because the posts are like "wow this guy is doing like a 10 year old meme lame" etc so it didn't seem like it should have blown up much anyway? and he also says no one actually remembers 'him'/uses his name just Teke-Teke so how does that... actually help Yato? Granted he didn't die and he has a smartphone now but I feel like he would... actually have to really be acknowledged to get money and have a shrine other than Hiyori's shrine (which btw what happened to THE DAMN SHRINE??? its on the cover but the chapter??? absent)
"I'll give you all of me" and dramatic crying/kiss but then Yato just seems so... detached. granted I KNOW it's because of the near shore/far shore and he doesn't want to endanger her again and just looks over her and it's a trope that's been in a million fanfics including mine but it just feels so off and bluh to NOT GET ANY RESOLUTION OTHER THAN HIYORI JUST RECOGNIZING HIM and then a line in the journal about how he tried to play it off.
I can't even think of everything tbh there's just a lot I want answered that wasn't...
I would say the best part of this chapter was the stuff about Fujisaki. It finally answered that he was 'born' with Father present inside of him and they kind of switched back and forth. Although again that leaves the question of how much was Fujisaki and how much was Father in terms of hitting on Hiyori/how much did Fujisaki know about Father's antics. I also love that Yato still hates him anyway even without Father LOL
lastly father was this giant cataclysmic force in Yato's life for literally over a thousand years and he's finally free. and we really get no reaction in regards to that. And that is especially disappointing when it's a major theme of the manga as a whole, you know?
idk that's my piece for now. I'm sure I'll have more to say in the coming days/weeks/months/etc but I hope and pray there's maybe any sort of small addition to the tankobon release.
it did mention "please look forward to adachitoka's next work" but I think that was just like a publishing nicety. I think noragami's ending was rushed due to their ongoing health problem and/or pressure from the publishers and I honestly don't see them coming out with a new series any time soon.
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kurisus · 4 months
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Noragami: Final Chapter thoughts
For the last time :') I've been making these for roughly half the manga's runtime, both in chapter count and years. Which is wild to think, but anyway, spoilers under the cut. One final time.
I really spent the first half of this chapter with bated breath alternating between being relieved that Hiyori is okay and grew up to be a doctor and everything, and stressed about where Yato was and where her memories were. Then Yato showed up, and I think I burst into tears out of hysterics. They really got me, I thought he was gone.
That aside, it was an excellent chapter. I was right when I said that this would just be an epilogue and the true suffering was over, but god. god. I'm relieved they gave me that open ending and the chapter was mostly good old-fashioned Noragami silliness. With the expected gut punches.
It's probably a good thing that Yuka never got to reunite with her brother, but at least knows that he's resting in peace. That he was given a proper burial by someone who, at the time, barely knew him but wanted to make things right anyway. Great now I'm crying again.
Hiyori's pocket with the little capyper keychain she bought forever ago. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
Yato's CPR being so intense it cracked Hiyori's ribs. god he was so desperate to save her. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
HER TOUCHING HER LIPS WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Fujisaki getting nostalgic seeing tall grass (as we know from the omake is called kaya) was weirdly touching. Though Father has faded, Kaya is the one that is still remembered. We never got to learn his real name, and while I am still curious about it, I can see the purpose--by not knowing his name, we the readers don't give him a lifeline.
That's not the only fourth wall lean in the final chapter. There was also Yato being able to save himself by becoming a meme, much like how the fandom and Adachitoka have memed on him for years as well.
Back to the chapter, it looks like Father's consciousness had always been lurking alongside Fujisaki's, maybe making him do things from time to time, which is really weird and creepy. Maybe he was dormant until the Yomi arc, but either way he's been doing this to a dozen other guys over the centuries. I'm glad the cycle was broken.
It's hilarious that Fujisaki tries to ask Hiyori out and she's just like haha not interested coo phone be upon ye.
I'm so glad the cherry blossom party has become an annual tradition with even more gods invited to the party. I'm also so glad that Yato refuses to release Kazuma and Bishamon apparently makes it a point to bully him about this whenever she sees him. But also, Kazuma doesn't seem to want to be released. He's just like yeah whatever man I'm glad you saved us. Cheers.
Side note, Kazuma's new glasses look a lot like the ones he was wearing in that 100 years ago flashback of him and Bishamon, around chapter 68 or 69 I think?
So we also get to see the aftermath of what happened to Yukine--he still transforms into a wolf every now and then, because much like how Nora transforms into a snakelike creature whenever she loses control of her emotions, his form is a wolf, and unlike Nora he's always been very emotional. So the nightmares come out and Yato's left with a giant wolf thrashing around in their shared living space lol, but at least his dad is there to hug him :')
WAIT STOP PAUSE EVERYTHING IT LOOKS LIKE THEY SHARE A BED NOW. I JUST COLLAPSED INTO A BALL.
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The panel of Yato hugging him made me lose it again. THEY'RE SOOOOOOOO.
So we never did get to find out what happened to Yukine's father--but as I pointed out in the reread I did during December, I don't think it matters. Yukine wasn't going to exact revenge on him anyway because he's not the kind of person to do so.
The page of Nora reading Hiyori's diary also made me so sad. Hiyori's right--she probably did have parents who loved her, but she never got to meet them. One thing I noticed throughout this manga is shinki habitually chasing something relating to their pasts. Yukine craves a good relationship with a father figure, Kazuma is obsessed with Bishamon because he missed out on marrying a girl he loved, Daikoku acts like a dad to every child he meets because he died before having his own kids, and like Yukine, Hiiro craves the parental love she never had. And as Hiyori pointed out, being given a name by Father was like being given life.
Since we didn't get to see what became of her name situation, but Yukine still bears the Hagusa name, she must still have Mizuchi. If her master is gone, can she still draw borderlines? Does she hang around with Yato and Yukine still? Adachitoka didn't say Kofuku DIDN'T name her, so...
The way Hiyori remembered Yato because of his scent had me SOBBING, yall. She didn't forget, but she did solve her problem and it was solved by people, just like they've been saying throughout the manga. But now, they can be together again. Yato was away from her for some years, and maybe he'll leave for several more (it's been a repeated thing in the manga that he'll insist he has to stay away for her own good), but the point is that even if it's been years and years, she'll always remember him. It's open-ended, but that just means it can be my preferred ending of Hiyori not forgetting but choosing to distance herself. She'll meet up with Yato and Yukine every once in a while living her own, separate, fulfilling life. They've been watching over her all these years anyway.
And so, that brings us to the close. It's as happy an ending as we could have possibly gotten, and above all else, I'm relieved. I've been saying for...years, probably, that I want an open ending, but I really thought it was off the table with recent events.
Final hangups are the same as they were in my final reread (tagged under #Noragami reread on my blog), so I won't repeat them, but the bottom line is that I got everything I wanted out of this ending--except maybe a trio hug? But that interior illustration of the four of them, all smiling and happy, Yato's arm around his sister, made up for that. I kind of wish there was a Yatori kiss for real, but the panel of her touching her lips also assuaged that.
Anyway, I'm not sure what other manga would/will make me unhinged enough to type up monthly thoughts posts for years, but I'll be tuned in to whatever new Adachitoka has coming up. Whether it's a full series, a short series, or just a oneshot, I'll be reading every word. I'm also looking forward to getting the final volume once it releases here, and praying for an artbook announcement.
Thank you for reading! I have some posts to make, some projects to plan, and I'll be diving into the tag once more for old times' sake. This won't be the last of me!
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satoruin · 1 year
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➣ birthday break
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pairing: ayato x gn!reader
word count: 0.7K
summary: the birthday boy wishes for some alone time with his lover for his birthday present
notes from lee: whipped up a little sum for birthday boy since i did name my blog after him… plus i really wanna give him birthday kisses
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it’s been several hours since the sun had gone down, but the lights in his office still illuminate the hallway of the kamisato estate. it’s not a completely unusual sight for when the young commissioner is at home, but him with one leg out of the window is.
you had just slid the screen door to his office open, a tray of tea carefully balanced in one arm, when you saw him. you do your best to keep a neutral face, but you know your shock is apparent when he starts laughing.
he’s got one leg over the windowsill and one just inches above the floor inside. clearly you’ve caught him in the midst of an escape, but he seems undeterred. “ah, perfect timing, (y/n)! shut the door and let us be on our way.”
you set the tea tray onto his desk, which is littered with unfinished paperwork, and reluctantly shut the sliding door. “where are we going exactly?”
“that’s for me to know and for you to find out.” he smiles, no doubt with mischievous intent in mind. he sticks out his hand to you while he still straddles the windowsill, a silent plea for you to come with him.
at your skeptical look he pleads further, “it’s my birthday today as it is well past midnight, so grant me my wish, love.” you only roll your eyes with a smile and take his extended hand.
you were always planning on going along with him, but his sweet talk has certainly improved since the last time he made you go along with his schemes. perhaps that sweet talk would get the both of you out of trouble with the elders in the morning.
he’s quick to hold onto your hand and careful to not let your interlocking stop even as he tugs you through the windowsill with him.
ayato smiles gently at you with a lovestruck look in his eyes as he pulls you through the dim lit path that leads towards the chinju forest. “where should we go?” he whispers to you like a little kid up past their bedtime, trying not to get caught.
you mirror his whispers, though there’s no one to overhear, “i thought you were taking us somewhere already?”
he doesn’t respond, perhaps a little bit embarrassed to be caught in a lie. you only sigh and pull him along now. tugging his hand to lead him off the path and to a grassy area that overlooks the ocean.
you plop yourself down, breaking the hold he had on your hand, and pat the area next to you. ayato frowns slightly, creating a wrinkle in between his eyebrows that you find cute.
he shrugs off his white coat and places it down before sitting on it. it keeps his pristine white pants clean rather than the coat, poor thoma.
“if i had known you wanted to sneak out i would have made preparations,” you tease and look towards him.
ayato leans back on his hands and looks towards the sky before closing his eyes. “while moments carefully prepared are nice, the memories made off of spontaneity are priceless.”
“that is such a you thing to say, ‘yato.” you laugh quietly and place your hand over his. he still has his eyes closed, but at the feeling of your touch his smile grows visibly wider.
he sighs tiredly and his shoulders finally relax. “thank you,” he mutters, and you almost don’t catch it. your confused hum makes him continue his sentimental words, “you keep me sane, darling.” he moves his hand out from underneath yours to place it on top, giving it a comforting squeeze.
you lean over and kiss the beauty mark just shy of his lips. “if that’s your way of saying ‘i love you’ then i love you too, ayato,” you whisper, the words warm on his lips before he presses a kiss to yours.
you pull away, just barely but he still pouts. “happy birthday, lover boy.” you hold his face firmly in between your two hands and pepper kisses all over his face. quickly pecking his eyelids, cheekbones, tip of his nose, and anywhere your lips can reach before kissing him on the lips gingerly.
“a happy birthday indeed.” he cups your cheek and kisses you again. laughing as the two of you part and pulling you down to lay by his side and watch the stars.
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spring-crush · 3 months
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I guess the top of my personal “I wish it would have been another way” about last chapter Noragami is this:
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Don’t get me wrong, I am happy with Yato being alive and well, and he doesn’t even need to care about being forgotten, he is a living meme now. But that’s the reason. He has become just some funny figure to remember.
But wait a minute ☝️
Remember the previous chapter?
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All those frames showing Yato sacrificing himself, desperately wanting for Hiyori to live so much he forgets about his own life. That was a powerful, satisfying and impactful scene. The final bow to his character growth, the path he came from being selfish prick thinking about his own survival to the God he has always wanted to be, to help those who needs him. Even if it means the death to him.
In early chapters we have seen this comparison of Yato and Ebisu.
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At this moment he has finally achieved the point where he is no more “envy”, because he has become “a god who would give away his life for the sake of those who love him”. This is the apex of his own story.
Impressive isn’t it?
Returning to the scene itself, we can’t help but notice how serene is world around them. It’s the scenery of calming snow, next are Bishamon and Kazuma, lovingly sitting next to each other and peacefully enjoying the calmness of the evening after their own “storm”. This all sets the tone of the tranquility, even detachment of the world, that is surrounding Yato and those who are with him. And then there is Yato himself, looking at heavens, at the snow, alone, almost forsaken.
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That’s why the moment of a desperate attempt for saving Hiyori’s life is such a memorable moment. It’s the opposition of indifferent background to raging emotions of our group. If this was a painting, then saving Hiyori would be the central point of composition, the brightest spot on the canvas.
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What a great point of the story. It is serious, it is dramatic. It is beautiful. It is impactful.
Watching Yato disappearing in the storm of emotions surrounded by unbreakable appeasement.
And now back to the point!
It seems that such a turning point for the character, for the plot as a whole, cannot be thought out more perfectly. Chapter 108 and, in general, Adachitoka's incredible work in it have exceeded all my expectations for the final chapter. Expectations of how such a serious and powerful situation can be resolved.
But now we have Chapter 109, and all the epicness of the moment described above simply gets lost in the hustle and bustle, seasoned with Noragami's typical humor (which I love, don't get me wrong!). The mood from Yato's sacrifice, which he was willing to make for the person dear to him, just dissipates.
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My only emotions after seeing the resolution of this plot twist were confusion and a feeling like after watching a movie that ended abruptly in the middle. Of course it is a way to keep him alive, of course it’s good for him.
But as I said at the beginning - I wish it would have been another way. Just something that follows the mood that has been set in the previous chapter, of the darkest and saddest moment in the whole manga, something we were afraid about from the beginning of the story itself - Yato may disappear and Hiyori may die.
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daekim2689 · 4 months
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It's the the scent that made Hiyori remember Yato. She does still smell his scent whenever Yato is near from her but just couldn't remember him. I'm so glad that scent stayed on Hiyori's mind. And to think Yato is still watching over Hiyori after all those times. He cares for her deeply even going as far as protecting Hiyori from Fujisaki even though father is not in control if his body anymore.
I love how adachitoka just left it as an open ending. Giving the fans all the imagination for what will be the fate between the two really satisfy me. A best way to end the story 🥰
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mayybearii · 4 months
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Thoughts On The Final Noragami Chapter
⚠️Will Contain Spoilers!⚠️
Now that it’s been a few days, I wanted to share my thoughts about the ending. Overall, I liked it. I honestly assumed the ending would be sad or bitter sweet at best, and while the latter can be argued, I’m glad everyone got their happy ending.
I heard someone say this felt like an epilogue rather than an ending and I have to agree. It was rushed, and there’s many plot points that hadn’t had proper concussions or will ever get answered. Some examples being are Yukine and Kazuma’s names still cracked, the vents that were still opened, all the shinkis exposed/died to ggs, heaven as a whole, how Hiyori got un-shinkied and probably a LOT more. I would have liked to see more loose ends tied up, but I guess it’s up to us to assume what happened. (Fanfic writers this is your time!)
What I did enjoy most is that this chapter was all about healing and new beginnings! Many characters got closure to their arcs that wrapped up sweetly.
I’m gonna go through some of my favorite panels and express my thoughts or things I liked.
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First and foremost, Doctor Hiyori! She continues to help people with a smile. Glad to see many people’s prediction were right 😄
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It was nice to see Yuka get the closure she needed and finally be able to grieve. She caught a glimpse of her brother through the Sakura trees just like Yato hoped she would. All Yukine wanted was his sister to be happy and it finally came true.
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COO PHONE!
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Take and Kiun being dads, and Take letting them know that their is nothing to be ashamed of with reincarnation because he is like them. He is helping to end heaven’s stigma. Not shown but, older Ebisu! He is growing up 🥹
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Glad to see Bishamon back in action. It looks like her shinki can now take the form of the limbs that she badly damaged during the heaven arc. A bonus is Kazumas new glasses! They look cute ☺️ Not sure why Yato didn’t decide to release him but I thought the comment where Yato tells yukine that Kazuma was his little brother was funny. Yato and bishamon truly are divorced parents.
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Though I do wish this was handled differently, I find it hilarious that Yato was saved through the power of Twitter and then Noragami immediately started trending. A true full circle moment 🙏
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I liked that this panel showed that Trauma doesn’t go away, but instead you learn to heal and live with it. Sometimes the best way to help someone is just being there for them and showing that they’re not alone ❤️ Also PAPAGAMI
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This page was everything to me. I am so happy that Hiiro got her happy ending and that she is learning to heal. She was loved! She doesn’t need to be a tool and pretend anymore. She can be herself and mend the relationships with those around her.
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MY MOUTH REMEMBERS
MY MOUTH REMEMBERS
MY MOUTH REMEMBERS
God Yato watching her all these years. Hiyori went through a lot the final arc. She may not have been in the center of the battle, but she was the one behind the scenes responsible for telling Yuka the truth, and helping Hiiro realize she is more than Father’s tool. She gave her life trying to help everyone, and though she miraculously came back, it cost her memory. After everything that happened Yato never wanted to put her in that position again. She died in his arms and he was forced to name her. I can understand wanting to give her space until she can heal physically and mentally. Their ties were never severed, and years later in the spring, when the Sakuras bloomed, she smelled him and remembered.
It reminds me of the saying, “If you love something, set it free but if it comes back to you, it’s yours.”
Whether you see them as platonic or romantic, they are meant to be by each other’s side❤️
I am so glad I got to experience Noragami the final 3 years of its run. It was the first manga I had ever read, and will forever hold a special place in my heart. It inspired me to write, create art, and join many fun experiences like bigbangs and zines.
Thank you Adachitoka for creating such an amazing series!!!
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fullmetalgirl98 · 4 months
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oh oh oh
happy cozmez day, everyone (a bit late but whatever).
Unfortunately, for a number of personal reasons, I was unable to create anything on the occasion of the two babies' birthday, but I hope that a little themed post in the form of a "Japanese lesson with cozmez' will still work as a good wish for them.
Sooooo
Let's get started.
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It's ever since I learned, via Hypmic dramas, the name of the BBs' mother that the reality of what lies behind the names of the cozmez is much deeper than I thought, and OH LORD, how could I not have thought about it before?
I have no idea, but let's continue.
Let's start with the twins' surname, Yatonokami (and no, not that Yato god).
It is spelled as it follows: 矢戸乃上
The kanji 矢 stands for "dart, arrow". I'd almost dare to say that it's perfect for the way the cozmez approach the world, always ready to pierce with the lyrics of their songs, almost aggressive and always straight to the point.
The kanji 戸 is the counter for houses, households, apartments... and I find very meaningful the sharp contrasting reference to the living conditions of the two brothers, who can't hold a real place to call home if not the underground.
The kanji 乃 is a possessive particle, which stands for "belonging to"... So it's quite clear the meaning of this one, the twins live solely for each other.
Finally, the kanji 上 stands for "above, top, over, up", and it's clear the reference to the cozmez's constant attempts to redeem themselves, to never give up and, as they often quote in their songs, to go "from the bottom to the top".
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Let's now move on to their names.
First of all, Kanata. It's spelled like this: 珂波汰.
The meaning of the three kanjis is, respectively, "jewel", "waves" and "luxury" but the most interesting thing is its pronunciation, because it's pronounced as the word "boundary, border", and this is so much in line with Kanata's personality!
If you think about it, Kanata is, of the two, the more narrow-minded, the more conservative, and the less likely to expand his core of comfort people.
Kanata is impulsive, grumpy and often seems to look at the world with blinkers on. He's fine with his brother and only him. He's satisfied like this and does not need anything else.
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As regards Nayuta, on the other hand, his name is spelled as follows: 那由汰.
As you can see, the last kanji is the same as the last one in Kanata's name, perhaps as an oxymoron to indicate the contrast between their poor living conditions and the inner wealth, the true love they feel for each other, pure.
The first kanji, instead, means "what?" and the second one means "reason".
The interesting thing is that the pronunciation of Nayuta's name is, indeed, the same as "infinity".
Nayuta is, in fact, the one more prone to expand his horizon, the one who would do anything to see his brother befriend someone, the one who is more open-minded, who reflects a few more seconds before speaking, and who sees further ahead, always with a view to the common good of the two, but still not precluding relationships with other people or the possibility of experiencing new things, concepts that Kanata almost viscerally abhors lol.
Nayuta is, as the second kanji of his name confirms, the light of reason between the two, the one who is able to calm tempers and make Kanata think even when he's rambling.
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dsknsk · 5 months
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The very concept of Goldenglow is so funny.
For starters, Goldenglow is literally just an aspiring hairdresser who has had many hardships in her way, including her newly opened hairsalon burning down. Luckily she got help and is now at Rhodes Island. Her real name is Susie Glitter, which is just about as unthreatening as you can get for a name.
Goldenglow is, as per her files say, not a combat operator. She's introduced as being a Logistics operator first and foremost, her primary workplace being Rhodes' own hairsalon, only being fielded when it is absolutely necessary. She's not fielded in the way a dedicated combat operator is at all. Her own voicelines fit this - when you add her to the team she asks whether there is really a reason why one would use her (a Logistics operator) on the field to fight.
She just happens to have uncontrollable electric powers as per the Originium Arts superpower lottery, which mainly hinders her in life as electronics shut out when she touches them, compasses always point at her, etc.
This fits with Goldenglow being based on the Scottish Fold, as she's just as cute but also just as much in pain.
Her default expression is also this:
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So you'd think: 'Alright, she's just your average aspiring hairdresser who just happens to have electricity tormenting her all the time. Not at all a veteran or at least a seasoned warrior when it comes to combat. She must be very effective at the base but not on the field.'
Wrong.
HG decided to make this poor pink catto so powerful that it's ridiculous. Somehow they decided it was really needed to give her such a strong kit.
First off Goldenglow is a Drone Caster, but her main gimmick is that her drones can also explode during her skills, potentially for over 300% of her own ATK stat. As she's a Drone Caster her own ATK is small but she attacks fast and for some ungodly reason, HG also decided that she really needed a considerable RES ignore, which very few operators have and is very precious in a world where more enemies seem to be getting RES.
Her drone explosions also use the same pity mechanic as the headhunting system so that 10% rate isn't entirely accurate, meaning you're guaranteed to get at least some explosions in. Her nature as a Drone Caster means that when she releases her drones, she does exactly that - the drones 'stick' to an enemy until it's either dead or the skill is over and they return to herself. This means that if she is stunned, frozen or bound then her drones can still act.
Her skills, too. Like her S2 was solely responsible for me not getting any more leaks in when I didn't have enough to defend myself during With the Crowd. Her S3 is especially invaluable when you have targets all over the map. In SSS she's especially notable for becoming a beast with 5 Sniper equipments and in Integrated Strategies with some Speed relics under your belt. It's gotten to the point that when people challenge themselves in either of these two gamemodes, they add her to the list of operators who are so OP that they cannot pick them...that is, to the list of operators who are canonically veterans, swordmasters and experienced warriors, like Młynar, TexAlter, Kirin R Yato, and Kal'tsit.
It's just crazy.
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civilight-eterna · 4 months
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Best friends Yato and Noire Corn bandage each other after getting hit by the same sleep bomb from nightshade paolumu and then getting launched by a rath tail flip. One more cart, they can still do it!
"Wow. The pink ones really hurt."
"Mm. And ripping your legs open on coral and tumbling into salt water after the fact doesn't really help matters either."
"...Yato."
"Mm?"
"You're-" He considers, for a moment, that he should choose his next words very carefully, "-really, really sweaty."
"I'm sure."
His sights stutter to a halt over the bright, saccharine-colored poison edging out of a gash on her leg.
Yato's breathing shallows out, and her hand grips onto his shoulder, warningly.
"...Noire Corne. I feel as though I should tell you. I-" She pauses, fighting a wave of nausea, "-feel like shit."
"...Yeah, that's definitely infected. Here."
As naturally as drawing breath, he bends down, bracing her leg in his hands, draws poison, blood, salt, and waterborne scum into his mouth from her wound, and spits it to the side. He readies a roll of bandages and smears them with ointment, so focused on treating her injury that he almost misses the look she's giving him.
They're a bit too old to be embarrassed about things like this. It's definitely not that. But there is...something, in the blankness of her stare that suggests it is not something that can be communicated simply.
"...Here." Yato is no sooner bandaged than her hands are at the waist of his tunic, tugging flippantly. "Take it off. I saw that fluffy one scratch through here earlier."
He lifts his arms, giving a pained groan in response. Her dry, self-derisive laughter stuns him swifter than the shitty little purple wyvern that was running around earlier.
"We're really a couple of old people, aren't we?"
"...Yeah," He replies, "and I hope we get even older together."
He doesn't know how much she knows he really means.
But even if she does, she's treating him like nothing's changed.
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devieuls · 1 year
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You Belong To Me.
Keigo Takami x Fem Reader ¡ smut !
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WARNINGS: dirty talk, wet dreams, arrogant Hawks, teasing, oral, BDSM, fingering, multiple orgasms, blowjobs, explicit smut, a little embarrassment / humiliation, succubus Reader and Hawks Dom, games with feathers. A little rude. Explicit content 18+
SYNOPSIS: After a long time where you worked with the n.2 hero, Keigo Takami aka Hawks, you began to feel different feelings than the esteem you always felt for him. You find yourself having erotic dreams every night about the red-winged hero, what he might do to you in bed, the satisfaction you might feel in being dominated by him. You never had the courage to come forward, until one day...
Length: 4k+
NOTE: PLEASE READ: In my mind I had in mind the moans of Hawks made by Yagami Yato, in fact I took the part of Hawks who begs you to play with his wings from one of his videos on Tiktok. I’m obsessed with it, sorry not sorry. So if you want to better imagine the moans, look on tiktok ''Yagami Yato Hawks Wings'' or ''Yagami Yato Hawks nsfw'' you will find the reference of the tone of voice. I also attach the link to one of my favorites, USE HEADPHONES. I’M SERIOUS. DO IT.
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You felt a great embarrassment after waking up in the middle of the night because of one of the many erotic dreams that have plagued you for months now. The red cheeks, the labored breath, the palpations and the familiar feeling between the legs. You hated waking up every night like that, imagining his hands holding firm and open your thighs while working with devotion on your clitoris; his mischievous smile when he looked up to admire your reactions and grimaces; the scarlet feathers gently touching your erogenous points; his dirty chatter as you clung to the ropes that tied you to the bed, panting, in need of something more, but when the time came to overcome the fantastic foreplay, you woke up. <When will it end? I’ve been doing this for months. I can’t stand it anymore. > you whispered between you and yourself, while you grabbed for the umpteenth time the vibrator that helped you get through those blank nights.
The next day you woke up to start the usual day of a Pro Hero, Despite everything, you were in the top 10 to the 3rd place as best pro hero, since pro hero Jeanist had retired temporarily for health problems, right under Hawks. -God, maybe be under him in every sense- you thought when in the distance you saw him.
You approach Hawks after he gives you a wave. <Good morning, little bird. > He says in a deeper and more raucous tone than the usually playful one. You clear your throat to divert any thoughts about his voice.
<Good morning, Hawks. Sore throat today? > he laughed raucously  <Don’t like this tone? >  <I don’t know... it makes me feel weird to feel you like that. > leaned over to approach your ear <Mh? You mean? maybe you could feel me in other ways, baby bird> you blushed quickly lowering your head, and immediately you felt a family warmth because of the involuntary activation of your quirk. <Little bird, you’re on fire> he said, laughing, looking down at you.
<What? Little angel, aren’t you used to naughty jokes? > he concluded by putting a hand under your chin to raise your head, in this way he could look you in the eyes with a serious and emotionless look. You squeeze your thighs together, feeling again that feeling that so afflicts you at night. Unlike your dreams, now the subject of your dreams was in front of you, he looked at you with a serious and curious look. The words died in your throat, as if someone was clutching your neck so you wouldn’t talk. You focused on calming your quirk of fire that could have degenerated, forgetting you had to answer.
< Little angel, all right? You do not know that it is rudeness not to answer a question? > he said with one of the smiles that you had only seen in a dream, which did not help at all to calm the boiling spirits. <Daddy may get angry with you if you are not polite with other Heroes> For a moment you erased from your mind to be a daughter of Endeavor and thought that he was referring to himself. <N-no... I just don’t get these jokes often, especially if they’re colleagues. > You looked away embarrassed, he enjoyed so much to make you embarrassed, that if it was not for the villains who decided to attack a building, he would have gone further, bringing you to the limit of embarrassment imaginable. He broke away from you and you rushed to the indicated place.
When the mission was over, you came home exhausted, carrying a souvenir from the mission, a little scarlet feather, one of Hawks' feathers. He certainly wouldn’t miss it, the birds are constantly losing their feathers, Why should it be different for Keigo?
Too bad for Hawks, his feathers are strictly sensitive, and as much as he could use his mind to recover the feather, he calmed down knowing it in the hands of a hero, especially if she is the daughter of n.1. The quiet thought of y/n changed the second you started fiddling with the soft feather, stroking and passing it over your legs, then your pelvis, chest and neck, causing Hawks to take breaths and tingling in his pants. The smallest feathers are the most sensitive, being those closest to his back and touching the erogenous points at that point.< s-shit y/n what the fuck are you doing > he said to himself as he promptly rushed out of his dwelling, flying as fast as possible to your home. It would have been much faster if he had not received multiple stimuli that only made the situation worse between his legs. When he came to the balcony of your house, he pounded red in his face, waiting for you to appear to retrieve the feather.
You got out of bed, wondering who was knocking at that time of night... at your window for more... Seeing Hawks you closed your nightgown and fixed your hair, you thanked every kind of God for the wonderful choice to hide the feather in your bra just before.
  You opened the balcony door of your room and smiled slightly at the hero <can I help you with anything? > he went into the room, opened his mouth shortly after <Lil Angel, you have something that belongs to me. I think you should return it. > He said with a voice even more different from that of that morning. It was labored, deep and definitely more hoarse. <Something that belongs to you? Hawks, with all due respect, I’m not playing your games at this hour.> He couldn’t possibly be there for a tiny feather, so he didn’t know what he wanted.
Hawks comes dangerously close to you, blocking you against the wall, his gaze had changed just like his voice. <If I wanted to play games, I would certainly have postponed to another day, but you have something that belongs to me. So, little angel, before I completely lose control of myself, give me back my feather. > he said with a tone mixed between the mischievous and the menacing. <T-the feather? why would you want one of your feathers from me?>  <Because I know it’s here, so you have it. I don’t know why you took it or what you did with it, but I want it back now. Angel, you still have time to get out of this. Don’t make me be rude> he said against your ear, causing you chills all over your body, chills that also hit the feather, causing the hero to gasp, and at that moment you realized that the feather was probably connected to the senses of the man.
You managed to get away from him and retrieve the feather from your bra, and then caress it slowly. Hawks blushed more because of the excitement in his body caused by the feather, he was slowly reaching his limit of endurance. <Okay, Angel, you’ve had enough fun. Give it back to me.>  He didn’t even have the mental strength to control the feather and take it again.
< Or what? You’ve had fun these months embarrassing me. Why not return the favor? > you answered by giggling and walking away from him, continuing to fiddle with the feather. <Or what!? My angel, you really don’t want what I could do to you if you keep this up. Don’t do this to me, little angel.> He said approaching you againan and then brushing against your neck with his lips. You winced and instinctively shook your hands, so did the feather, Hawks groaned and bit your neck.
<I warned you. > He said then to make you sit on the desk and crawl between your legs, he blocked your hands over your head with the help of his wings and began to leave wet kisses and bites on your neck, some of which even let out trickles of blood. It was so humiliating to enjoy under that rude look of Hawks, panting for kisses and groaning for his bites, wanting more from him. <You can’t understand how long I’ve been holding back from ending up like this with you, but you, little birdie, just don’t know when to stop and listen to who’s older. So bad for you> the lustful tone gave you new chills on your body. <Now you have to remedy the damage you have caused, my angel. >
He laid his hands on your hips to caress them before squeezing them and moving them forward, colliding your basins. You blushed when you felt his dick pounding against the inner thigh. <H-Hawks... I didn’t want to-> you started to apologize. At that moment you realized that you had crossed the line, but you didn’t know if you wanted to stop or let all those erotic dreams finally come true. <No, angel, don’t you dare say you didn’t want to. I warned you repeatedly and you went on...> he carried a hand on your neck and squeezed it slightly bringing your face close to his, holding the other hand firmly on your side. <You’ve been taunting me for months, staring at me with those angelic eyes as you search for physical contact, doing everything to talk to me with your body. You’ve been so desperate to get my attention that you took one of my feathers and played with it. Naughty girl... Don’t you know that you don’t mess with predators? > He concluded with clenched teeth, then loosen his grip on the neck that had made you wet your panties. 
<You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to...> you answered by biting your lip. <Mh.. That’s the problem. You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do it. But Daddy’s little princess was untouchable, you know. Your dad’s such an asshole to take away my well-deserved fun. > he slipped his hand over your breasts and then carried it between your legs to play with your bottoms, he smiled mockingly. <So little to get you wet, angel? > He ran his fingers over your crack and you groaned without restraint, it had been a long time since someone had touched you like that <so sensitive and fragile.> And he laughed at you for the little resistance, but you didn’t care, you wanted it viscerally.
<H-Hawks... please...more> you said sighing heavily, when she began to massage your clitoris, causing a hoarse laugh from him. < Baby bird, I didn’t hear you right> he said, slowing his movements, leaving you maddening. <M-More...> you bit your lip <Mh...I don’t know, you’ve been such a bad girl before, why reward yourself? >
  So arrogantly erotic were his words, at that moment he could ask you to do anything and you would do it without opening your mouth. <Please... more> Your dignity had gone slowly to hell, you just wanted to get more from him.
He smiled. He had always loved to embarrass you, but seeing that veil of humiliation in your exasperated face did nothing but excite him more. He freed your hands from the hold of his wings and lowered himself between your legs. <More, princess? Like this is okay? > he said and then licked your intimacy still covered. You nodded and moaned slightly. <Birdie, I can’t hear you. > he said moving his fingers on your thighs. <Y-Yes, that’s very....very good>  you panted before he ripped your lace panties and started working with his tongue on your clitoris. Kissing, licking and sucking at different speeds. You slammed your head against the wall and began to moan, taking your breath away multiple times, until you put your hand to your mouth to listen to the cries of pleasure.
 <Don’t. Don’t deprive me of that well-deserved melody. > he said stopping to look at your hand on the mouth, he wanted to hear how well it made you feel. You moved your hand and bit your lip when it started up faster, adding his fingers from time to time. Your body trembled and had spasms caused by pleasure, the erotic dream that so recurred now was real. He kept coming up with a loud orgasm, liberating and deep, almost visceral, drinking your juices until the last sip.
He stood up and grabbed you by the neck and approached you to him. <Tell me who you belong to, angel> he said sensually while he kissed you and bit your jaw. <T-to you...I-I belong only t-to you> he smiled maliciously and began a kiss full of lust and desire.
He put his hands on your shirt and opened it wide enough to tear off some of the most stubborn buttons. You held your hands in his hair and then around his neck, pushing yourself forward so you could get off the desk and move the man’s body. You took off his jacket and then detached yourself from him and knelt in front of the zip of his pants, lowering it and dropping his pants. He looked at you from above with lustful honey eyes, slightly red on his face because of the hard work done on your intimacy, a divine image from which you were blessed at that moment. You lowered his boxers and found his length before your eyes. The red and pulsating tip, while the vein on the shaft became more and more evident.
You started licking the tip gently as you wrapped your hands around his penis, massaging it and starting to do up and down. His hoarse moans filled the hormone-saturated room. He took you by the hair and gently pushed the pelvis against your mouth, emitting increasingly raucous groans. <Mhh...you keep this... fuck! you’re s-so good, little angel. > you kept going faster and faster, just wanting his pleasure, so much so that you got deeper throats. Warm tears ran down your cheeks as you enjoyed the sweet taste of his pre-cum. Hawks moaned more and more raucously, sometimes depriving himself of breathing because of the pleasure that intensified on the lower abdomen. To reach orgasm he stopped you at the last deep throat, coming straight into your mouth, making you swallow his sperm. He came out of your mouth and dropped a few drops of sperm on your lips that you promptly licked.
<So good, my little angel. > He said to get you up and take you to bed, licking the bitter tears that you had fallen just before because of the deep throats.
He stretched out and took off the shirt that was still on him. You saw his sculpted body and bite your lip. <Even better than my dreams> you whispered unintentionally. He laughed and watched you stretch out on your body. <Of your dreams? My angel, if you had these desires for a long time you just had to tell me. I would have made you cum so many times. > He said with yet another tone of sensual voice <I want to know every little detail about your erotic fantasies... But now, my little angel, my goal is to punish you for what you’ve done.> He smiled. This bastard had managed to get you wet again just by talking. 
He reached out on the sheet and tore three strips, two more robust and one thinner.
<What are you going to do? > he laughed raucously and looked at you. <Little angel, we just started to play> he said kissing your thigh, then moving on to the inner thigh <All these hot stuff are mine, exclusively mine...> he said leaving other bites and hickeys.
<And I have every right to have what belongs to me>  You blushed and choked a groan because of the bites and hickeys. Keigo had chosen the perfect Hero name, because like the hawks, he did not miss the prey and is one of the greatest predators I have ever known.
He walked away from you only to be able to blindfold you and then tie you to the headboard; you tightened your thighs, feeling that feeling of excitement again.
 Keigo took a candle on your nightstand and lit it thanks to the warmth of your quirk. He started pouring hot wax on your stomach, causing a moan, then he started playing, kissing, biting, pulling and licking your breasts. <Shit. Hawks I b-beg you. > He smiled and approached your lips, biting them too. <Tell me what you want, angel. > The last bit of pride you had left begged you not to ask him to fuck you like there was no tomorrow. Inside you would have wanted to turn the tide, keep him tied up and then leave without satisfying him, just to make him angry and make you break, bend even more to his will. It was ridiculous to think that you wanted control just to get fucked harder, if that wasn’t the masochism, nothing else was.
Hawks continued with the hot wax on all your erogenous points: the neck, the nipples already overstimulated by his mouth, your private parts, your hips and stomach, making you get wetter and wetter. The heat alternated with the cold hands of the man, who promptly went to touch the points to make you shiver and enjoy.
He began to graze his dick to your intimacy, making you feel like a shock from overstimulation. <If you don’t tell me what you want, I can’t satisfy you, little bird> he said quietly, putting his hand on the pointer, gently stroking it. He had held back too much after what you had done to him with the feather, but you were still his angel and he wanted you to enjoy despite his rudimentary nature. <Shit! Hawks, I want you to fuck me until I forget my name. I beg you... fuck me. > He smiled at seeing you so submissive, but it was not enough, he wanted to see you broken for him, until you lost the last shred of pride and dignity that you had flaunted from an early age. <Again. Repeat it again to convince me. More servile, little angel> he said, taking off only the blindfold from her eyes that was to make you concentrate on the points touched by the wax. You looked away from him and clenched your teeth <I beg you, Hawks. Let me orgasm by fucking. > he bit his lip and put his hand on the headboard, looking down at you with eyes full of lust and pleasure.
< Say it again, calling me "daddy", little angel > he said in an amused tone, he was beginning to love the degrade you. But seeing you so submissive made him so hard that it would be worth it later. < Fuck, Hawks! Are you fucking serious? I’m begging you to fuck me as if I were a fucking whore!> You answered with an acid tone, getting a spanking on your ass. <The words, my angel. I told you what to do, but if you don’t want to... I guess it would be interesting to use sex toys all night to never cum. I’m very good with torture, little bird.> You winced at the spanking and bit your lip. The idea was tempting but you could finally feel inside his penis, which would have made you come soon after. <Please, daddy, fuck me like it’s the last thing you can do. Please, I beg you, let me cum, I’ll be good >
Hawks smiled and slowly entered you, making your back arch because of the width of his penis. <Shit! It's s-so fucking good> You said you were biting your lip, and then you yelled when it totally came in. <Naughty angel, I told you to watch your words, didn’t I? > he smiled mischievously and then put his hand around your neck and began to squeeze and push quickly into you. You didn’t know whether to feel pain or extreme pleasure, so much to turn your eyes back and groan throaty, you felt you could touch the sky with one hand but at the same time you felt the infernal heat caused by Hawks' cock.
His cock was beating so hard inside you that you already felt close to the umpteenth orgasm. You began to scratch the palms of your hands still tied, while your moans were suffocated by the grip on the neck of the blond’s hand. <More... I-I beg you, Daddy. >
Keigo smiled and began to move more slowly to see you excruciating and pleading, then pushing hard and fast until you both reach orgasm at the same time. <you’re bloody gorgeous, little angel. > he said untiing your wrists, stroking the remaining red marks and leaving some kisses on them. He sat on the bed and put you on top of him.
He wrapped his arms around your body and sunk his face on your neck; while you put your hands in his hair, caressing them gently, and then caressing his neck and descending on his back, where you were curious to touch his wings, no one had ever done it, and you were wondering why. You began to caress them with extreme delicacy and you felt the chills on his back. <Are you really so sensitive here? > you asked curious. <A lot, especially if they are those closest to the back, they make me particularly excited, little angel, a bit like you do it> he said with a grin, in response you began to slowly touch the smallest feathers, making him leave small moans. <Okay, that’s enough, princess. If you still want to walk, that’s enough.> <Maybe I don’t want to walk anymore> answered in tone, making him grin <Little angel, since you are so bold, do you want to try to stay on top? > <With great pleasure. >
You concluded and then began to caress the wings, making him raise again. <Look who woke up here> you giggled. You sat on top of his member and started moving slowly. <Angel, can you hold out another round? > mockingly asked, while he was leaning his hands behind him, to support himself and enjoy the scene of you mounting him.
You kept moving and bouncing around on his cock while massaging his wings, enjoying of his most raucous and eager moans that encouraged you to move faster when he asks you, making him go into ecstasy <Fuck, angel, you are s-so perfect for me. > He said to then cling to your hips and help you with the movements, leaving you more time to play with his wings, making him clearly more sensitive. <O-Oh shit! Go on, please. Keep playing with my f*cking bird wings! Play with my fucking wings, angel. > he said in lust, moving against you and going deeper. <K-Keigo, continue there... f-fuck! >. You started scratching his back as his feathers began to sensually tickle different points of your body, sending you into ecstasy too.
  After a while  you reach the umpteenth orgasm together and lie down exhausted, labored and red in your face.
Hawks did not give up in leaving you, continuing to stimulate your clitoris with feathers. <I like how it sounds my name said by you, how about you scream it and make it heard throughout the building> He smiled maliciously continuing to stimulate your core with feathers, until you come for the last time shouting his name. <Good little angel. > he concluded, making you lie on his chest.
<Now, Angel, tell me about those dreams about me. I’m curious how many times you woke up wet and then came to work with innocent, angelic eyes. > he mocked, making you hide the red face on his chest <K-Keigo! Enough! I won’t tell you anything. > You answered embarrassed, causing her to laugh. <You’re so pretty that I’ll accept silence. But just for now, you’ll tell me next time. > <N-Next time? > you asked not understanding. <Little angel, did you really think this would be the first and last time? Oh no. You belong to me and I’m going to fulfill all our erotic dreams. > he answered slowly and sensually, biting his lip.
He began to caress your hair and your back, as if he were touching something priceless, which was funny because just before he treated you as if you were a slut: tying you up, shoving you, blindfolding you, dropping the wax on your body, Choking and slamming on your desk and then on your bed. You liked this duality, it was exciting how he treated you first as a princess and then as a horny whore.
  <I’m going to take a shower, otherwise the wax will be more difficult to take off tomorrow> You said to him and then from the bed, covering you with what remained of one of the two sheets. <I’m coming with you> he said with nonchalance. <Keigo... if you come too, surely we won’t just wash.> he smiled hugging you from behind. < Mh.. and even if it were? I don’t see the problem, angel. I will take care of you again >
He took you from your hips, turning to him and holding you. Then he took you to the bathroom and as soon as you got into the shower he started kissing your neck, opening the hot water on you.
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I’ll let you imagine what happens next. You wash up... but after a long, loooooooong, long time.
Have mercy on my English, it’s not my native language. I hope you enjoyed this smut. Feel free to make requests or correct my English, I would be very happy. See you next time!
-Mel
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Unwanted child
Despite appearances, the heroes in Noragami do not undergo any fundamental change of character, more than that, they change from what angle we, as readers, are allowed to look at them. But if there's a character that really changes profoundly and irreversibly, it's Mizuchi.
 Not because she wants to, but because she is forced to. When she is introduced to us at the end of the second volume, in her funeral kimono, with a ghost crown, her pale skin covered with dozens of names, she is disturbing and mysterious.
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 The kimono, the crown and the names are like thick layers of paint through which nothing else can be seen. Always so calm, always smiling, Yato says about her the moment he releases her and the first crack appears on her perfect paint.
When she receives the name from him,  long ago, ages ago, hundreds of years ago, she has no layers on her. She is just Mizuchi, a good girl, obedient to  father, quiet and docile.
If it could be her choice, if she was ever allowed to choose, she would never want any of those layers.
But she can't vote. The father extols her qualities as a shinki, speaks highly of her future, and gives her to Yato to use. As a weapon, as a thing.
But then, when father praises them, Mizuchi is smiling again. Having names is a good thing because it makes her useful to  father. So Mizuchi collects name after name to make father happy.
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But it's never enough, it's never good enough. When she later tells Yukine that she collected her names because she felt that something was missing, that something was always missing, she was talking about parental love.
Father is the only one she has ever truly served.
What she tells Yukine, after she comes to him crying, stripped of her names, about herself, about her past, is theater. As fake as her clear skin, carefully chosen words to make an impression and unlock Yukine's heart. It will work out, everything will turn out according to plan, but Nora is no longer perfectly calm and smiling, because she has recognized something that has been denied her until now. Treating her like a living human being, Yukine opens her up to a space where children play, learn, where people are kind to each other without asking for anything in return. In which the smile on the face is an expression of real feelings, not a false compliment. And we, at the end of the day, see Nora very lonely and pensive.
 Another crack is slowly appearing in the paint layer.
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Then when father leaves her kneeling in the middle of the sidewalk without responding, the crack widens and a good chunk falls off. The girl stabbing her ghostly crown with desperate rage is more human, more emotional, more alive than she has been in centuries.
Mizuchi loses his layers and begins to discover who he really is. She shows compassion, gratitude, empathy, something she hasn't done in a very long time and who knows if ever. We find out what Mizuchi would be like if she was allowed to experience a normal life. What would she be, without her father's influence.
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And then father calls her to fight for him and she obeys him because her father is everything to her, without him she is surrounded by darkness. Even though at the end of the fight she loses all her names, for real this time, except for one, even though father screams at her and she suffers, she finds the strength to tell father how much she loves him. 
Nora is gone. No more funeral kimono, no ghost crown, gone are the signs covering the skin. Only Mizuchi remains. Open, emotional, expressing her feelings. She wants to be not just a good girl, but his daughter. This is supposed to be her true personality, the one she chose for herself, instead of the layers that were forced on her and she lost them.
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But she is not and never will be, because she is not a beloved daughter, not a real little girl, just an aborted child, as her father throws her in the face. If he stabbed her in the heart, he couldn't hurt more. 
Mizuchi can't go back to who she was and can't be what she dreamed of. She is at a dead end from which she will have to find some other way. Maybe she will succeed, through Yukine, who showed her that she can enjoy life, through Hiyori, who proved to her that people can take her seriously, through her brother, who protects her, despite everything that happened between them .
 But she will have to find that way herself
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