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emberchii · 3 months
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why not burn it all to the ground?
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turtletoria · 2 years
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hes giving his evil villain monologue. i bet youre never gonna guess what hes gonna steal next 
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caterpillarinacave · 2 months
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I love Charlotte and Henry and they're super underrated. And I would VERY MUCH like to hear the headcanons whirring about in your brain.
Oh well buckle up cause literally all I think about is head cannons. Like, you know how cells replace themselves every few years? Mine have replaced themselves with head cannons. *Sorry it took me a hot moment to answer this ask, I was busy howling into my pillow whenever I tried to articulate thoughts.*
First of all, they’re very cuddly. They basically sleep on top of each other (Charlotte hasn’t needed a pillow in decades). Henry cant sleep well without Charlotte in his arms and Charlotte can’t sleep well anywhere other than Henry’s arms so it works out. Plus, they both do that thing where they jerk awake like the world is ending and scare the shit out of each other, so sleeping in a hug that basically pins them both down saves some energy at 2am. Henry’s perpetually cold and sleeps under like, four blankets, so Charlotte just wears summer nightgowns all year and wraps herself around Henry like a koala.
Naturally there’s an angsty side to the incessant cuddling because that’s just the way I role.
Charlotte sleeps with her head on Henry’s chest so she can always feel him breathing because, by the angel, she remembers when he wasn’t. She sleeps with a hand on his pulse point because she wakes up in the middle of the night and she’s still half asleep they might as well be on the floor in that mountain and she might as well still be desperately swearing she didn’t imagine his heartbeat.
While on the topic of soul crushing feelings of guilt, y’all remember from Clockwork Angel that Henry was the one who told Mortmain what a Pyxis was? And he wanted Charlotte to tell the clave that and she wouldn’t because “they already treat him so badly”? Because I do. And so does Henry.
(I’ve got a whole WIP that I love very dearly about this head cannon and this chess game hehe) There’s one random old tutor who goes to the London institute once a month-ish, basically to hand out a few weeks of homework to any shadow hunters who don’t have their own tutors. Most shadow hunters who live in a more rural area show up a few times a year so the clave knows they’re alive and at least somewhat literate. Charlotte attends them every month since, you know, she lives there, but Henry lives somewhere around Yorkshire so he shows up every few months. The professor is kind of a dick ngl. He doesn’t help Charlotte with any school why would a woman need to be so well educated? “Go on find a husband and stop worrying you’re pretty little head” sort of shit. Henry drives him insane because he’s a) some random kid who’s smarter than him and b) didn’t use any of the professors materials to get that smart. Professor Douche is constantly trying to get him to be wrong about something, or at least flustered about something and he doesnt ever do either of those things, and even more aggravating he refuses to get upset. (He honestly just assumed the professor wasn’t that smart.)
Charlotte’s a really good student of course, but she’s having a shit time with some mathematics and the professor absolutely refuses to help her with it. Eventually she asks Henry if he wouldn’t mind helping her with it, which he’s happy to do (once he figures out that’s what shes actually asking lol.)
Charlotte is incredibly distracted the entire time by Henry’s freckles (and eyes. And hands. And the way his hair curls on the nape of his neck. And the spots of gold and green in his hazel eyes that flashed as bright as the sun when the light catches them. And-), but they get through it in an hour or two which leaves them alone in a deserted wing of the institute. They end up playing a game chess. Charlottes a decent player and thought since Henry had never showed any interest in chess it would be a probably be an evenly matched game. She didn’t know what hit her. He beat her in like, eight minutes, eighty percent of which were spent on the last two moves by Charlotte who, upon realizing she was fucked, spent five minutes staring at the board trying to figure out when he even started beating her. She was sitting there having a whole crisis, (she’d been distracted by a man who probably doesn’t like her, and certainly doesn’t think much of her now after a pathetic loss like that and now she’ll have to sit hear and wallow in failure-) just preparing for him to start that whole smug gloating thing men do when they win and Henry you know. Didn’t. He just put the pieces away and thanked her for the game, in that very genuine way, with the gloomy London evening light casting a depressing shadow across the room, a shadow that he stood out against all gentle, kind, bright and brimming with a sort of barely contained passion. If Charlotte had ever doubted that shadow hunters had come from straight angels then sitting there, looking at a boy stained in soot, who she loved more than anything else to walk the earth, she would never doubt it again.
(It wasn’t until after Henry won and noticed Charlotte hadn’t said anything in a while that he remember people don’t like losing. Honestly he was playing just to be around her and he would have thrown the game if he could conceptualize how to do that on the fly. They spent like five minutes in autistic silence waiting for the other to stand up and declare newfound hatred.)
In true British fashion the a modern tea bag would kill them both.
When they were both 13 or 14 Charlotte mentioned she was dreading winter because it’s so bleak and dark (and her mom had died a few winters before, though she didn’t drop that in casual conversation). Anyways, come winter Henry brought her a marigold preserved in something like resin. She kept it in her jewelry box for years and after they got married she found out he had literally dozens of them. Whenever he came across a particularly bright flower he preserved it and set it aside. He was never quite brave enough to give them to her pre-TID, but he now leaves them for her when she’s particularly sad or stressed. She keeps them all in a drawer- they fit together like little tiles, and still look as fresh as they would had they just been plucked from the ground.
Somewhat surprisingly Henry doesn’t really lose stuff, with the singular exception being his own medical equipment. He’s lost the leg braces he wears every single day of his life before. Charlotte’s not usually speechless but she wasn’t sure what to say to that one.
Henry gave Charlotte a watch with a hands and numbers that can glow the same way a modern day one would. It’s absolutely beautiful, durable and accurate, even if Henry set himself on fire at least four times making it. (They can say with confidence that that watch is fireproof)
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Honestly, I could go on and on, then on some more, but technically I’m supposed to be writing a paper on gut micro biomes that’s due tomorrow, so I figured I’d cut myself of. In conclusion, I love them dearly, they love each-other dearly, they deserve the world, all I can think about is them, and the world can pry them out of my cold dead hands.
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demonateher · 3 months
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I had a vivid dream that I flew to some random theater to watch the new episode premiere already, though in reality there aren't even showtimes listed yet on the theater websites. I was one of the first people seated in that classroom-style theater too.
Like, because it was a dream there were of course elements of the episode itself that made me go "what??? Why did Ufotable change it so much???" but also "weeee, new content, this is exciting!" but mostly it was me after the premiere being like, "So I know I just hopped on a plane somewhere to come watch this because of course I would, but I don’t actually know where I am. Hmm. Am I on Shikoku?"
Priorities.
Clearly I am excited to get a new anime episode soon.
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katyspersonal · 1 year
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🅱️loodborne height headcanons
But first, the canon ones - the official video introducing Maria's figma ( x ) reveals that Maria (and the Doll, as follows) is 6'7'' (201 cm), whereas default Paleblood Hunter is 5'11'' (180 cm).
Then by stretching the image of ripped models ( x ) across the chart with the heights and comparing them to Maria, I concluded Micolash is 5'11'' (180 cm), Gascoigne is 7'2'' (218 cm) and Gehrman is ~7'7''-7'8'' (approximately 233 cm)! Now to the actual hcs! Centimeters scaling is approximate since inches do not convert into very round numbers.
Two lists - in alphabetical order and from tallest to shortest, as self-reference. Might be a subject to change if I ever manage to compare models between themselves better!
In alphabetical order:
Adeline (initial) - 5'6'' (168 cm)
Adeline (transformed) - 6'9'' (206 cm)
Adella - 5'7'' (170 cm)
Alfred - 6'2'' (188 cm)
Amelia - 6'10'' (208 cm)
Annalise - 6'7'' (201 cm)
Antal - 5'10'' (178 cm)
Archibald - 5'8'' (173 cm)
Arianna - 5'5'' (165 cm)
Bestial hunter - 6'1'' (185 cm)
Black Church female hunter - 6'0'' (183 cm)
Black Church male hunter - 5'8'' (173 cm)
Blood Minister - 6'6'' (198 cm)
Brador - 6'1'' (185 cm)
Cainhurst librarian (cut content) - 5'1'' (155 cm)
Carla - 6'5'' (196 cm)
Caryll - 6'2'' (188 cm)
Chapel Dweller - 6'11'' (211 cm)
Chester - 6'0'' (183 cm)
Cleric Beast of the bridge (as human) - 6'0'' (183 cm)
Crow of Cainhurst - 5'11'' (180 cm)
Damian - 6'2'' (188 cm)
Desperate Hunter (Yharnam) - 5'11'' (180 cm)
Desperate hunter (Church) - 6'1'' (185 cm)
Djura - 5'7'' (170 cm)
Djura's Ally - 6'2'' (188 cm)
Djura's apprentice - 5'7'' (170 cm)
Dores - 6'4'' (193 cm)
Edgar - 6'2.5'' (190 cm)
Eileen - 5'7'' (170 cm)
Fishing Hamlet priest - 6'11.5 (210 cm)
Forgotten Madman - 5'4'' (163 cm)
Gascoigne - 7'2'' (218 cm)
Gatekeeper - 6'0'' (183 cm)
Gehrman - 7'7.5'' (233 cm)
Gilbert - 5'10'' (178 cm)
Gratia - 7'9'' (236 cm)
Gremia - 6'6.5 (200 cm)
Henriett - 5'8'' (173 cm)
Henryk - 6'0'' (183 cm)
Iosefka + imposter - 5'10'' (178 cm)
Izzy - 6'2'' (188 cm)
Josef - 6'1'' (185 cm)
King (initial) - 5'8.5'' (174 cm)
King (transformed) - 6'8'' (203 cm)
Laurence - 5'2'' (157 cm)
Leo - 6'5'' (196 cm)
Logarius - 8'1'' (246 cm)
Lonely old dear - 5'4'' (163 cm)
Ludwig (as human) - 7'00'' (213 cm)
Madaras Twins - 5'10'' (178 cm)
Madman's Escort - 6'1'' (185 cm)
Maria + Doll - 6'7'' (201 cm)
Micolash - 5'11'' (180 cm)
Older daughter - 4'3'' (130 cm)
Olek - 5'7'' (170 cm)
Paleblood Hunter - 5'11'' (180 cm)
Patches - 6'2.5'' (190 cm)
Queen Killer - 6'1'' (185 cm)
Rom - 5'0'' (152 cm)
Sceptical man - 5'9'' (175 cm)
Simon - 5'7'' (170 cm)
Suspicious Beggar - 5'9'' (175 cm)
Valtr - 6'3'' (191 cm)
Viola - 5'10'' (178 cm)
Vitus - 6'6'' (198 cm)
Wallar - 6'0'' (183 cm)
White Church female hunter - 5'9'' (175 cm)
Willem - 6'10'' (208 cm)
Yahar'gul hunter (Tonitrus) - 6'0'' (183 cm)
Yahar'gul hunter (cane) - 5'11'' (180 cm)
Yahar'gul hunter (cannon) - 6'6'' (198 cm)
Yahar'gul hunter (in the cell) - 5'9'' (175 cm)
Yahar'gul hunters (the twins) - 5'7'' (170 cm)
Yamamura - 5'5'' (165 cm)
Yharnam - 7'3'' (221 cm)
Younger daughter - 3'8'' (112 cm)
Yurie - 5'8'' (173 cm)
From tallest to shortest:
8'1'' (246 cm) - Logarius
7'9'' (236 cm) - Gratia
7'7.5'' (233 cm) - Gehrman
7'3'' (221 cm) - Yharnam
7'2'' (218 cm) - Gascoigne
7'00'' (213 cm) - Ludwig (as human)
6'11.5 (210 cm) - Fishing Hamlet priest
6'11'' (211 cm) - Chapel Dweller
6'10'' (208 cm) - Willem, Amelia
6'9'' (206 cm) - Adeline (transformed)
6'8'' (203 cm) - King (transformed)
6'7'' (201 cm) - Maria + Doll, Annalise
6'6.5 (200 cm) - Gremia
6'6'' (198 cm) - Yahar'gul hunter (cannon), Vitus, Blood Minister
6'5'' (196 cm) - Leo, Carla
6'4'' (193 cm) - Dores
6'3'' (191 cm) - Valtr
6'2.5'' (190 cm) - Edgar, Patches
6'2'' (188 cm) - Caryll, Damian, Alfred, Izzy, Djura's ally
6'1'' (185 cm) - Bestial hunter, Brador, Josef, Madman's Escort, Queen Killer, Desperate hunter (Church)
6'0'' (183 cm) - Gatekeeper, Henryk, Chester, Black Church female hunter, Wallar, Cleric Beast of the bridge (as human), Yahar'gul hunter (Tonitrus)
5'11'' (180 cm) - Micolash, Paleblood hunter, Crow of Cainhurst, Desperate Hunter (Yharnam), Yahar'gul hunter (cane)
5'10'' (178 cm) - Iosefka + imposter, Antal, Gilbert, Madaras twins, Viola
5'9'' (175 cm) - White Church female hunter, Yahar'gul hunter (in the cell), Suspicious Beggar, Sceptical man
5'8.5'' (174 cm) - King (initial)
5'8'' (173 cm) - Yurie, Black Church male hunter, Henriett, Archibald
5'7'' (170 cm) - Eileen, Adella, Simon + Djura's apprentice, Djura, Yahar'gul hunters (the twins), Olek
5'6'' (168 cm) - Adeline (initial)
5'5'' (165 cm) - Yamamura, Arianna
5'4'' (163 cm) - Forgotten Madman, Lonely old dear
5'2'' (157 cm) - Laurence
5'1'' (155 cm) - Cainhurst librarian (cut content)
5'0'' (152 cm) - Rom
4'3'' (130 cm) - Older daughter
3'8'' (112 cm) - Younger daughter
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squidyyy23 · 2 years
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galladrabbles: terror 🥁
another @galladrabbles in the books thanks to @bravemikhailo. have some babysitting uncles.
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His ears ring, Lip’s tiny terrors performing a pots and pans rock concert. He’d watched it unfold. The baby yanking on cabinets until Freddie expertly released the child locks Ian’d painstakingly installed.
Mickey’d been the older brother. Except instead of helping Mandy form bands, he’d helped tame the wild child. Kept her quiet. Invisible. Safe.
So he lets them destroy his kitchen. Grabs his phone. Starts recording. Because he wants these kids to be seen. To be loud. To be free. To be loved. To have memories worth playing back. The kind that make them smile. The kind siblings deserve.
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running-in-the-dark · 3 months
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I don't want to be someone who always just complains (about my body, my brain, my marriage, my family, everything) but I just. can't change the things that bother me. it doesn't get better because I can't make it better no matter how much I tell myself to, I just can't
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alsaurus-loves-dean · 8 months
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2030kamenriders · 10 months
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Everyone, you are not going to believe what we found today while cleaning up the closet:
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Ancient Technologies!
Okay, not that ancient. I remember computers from even the early 2000s had the ability to use these floppy disks. But it's probably the first time I've actually physically seen one.
This one is from about 2002, and I can tell because it was in a cover labeled "Wal-Mart Portrait Studio", and we found it near a few printouts of some old family photos. There was a similarly-labeled CD too.
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redhotarsenic · 11 months
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My brain’s finally letting me watch dubbed tristamp hell YEAHHHH
#vash’s lil noises#he’s so wet and pathetic and soggy and the saddest man alive and I want to cradle his face in my hands and kiss him on the head#gah urgh haargh#I wanna leave bright red lipstick marks all over his stupid face waaaaaaaah#plus like. going back and watching this over#having consumed nearly every bit of trigun content#and Knowing his issues down to the atomic level#god. that lil spiel he went off on when meryl confronted him for running away in episode 2#carries SO much weight#cuz now I’m observing every character through a wayyyyy different lens now that I’ve had the time for them all to marinate in my brain#for the past couple months#man. to think I only initially Got In There cuz I happened to see a random screenshot of tristamp vash and he looked adorable as shit#and then I saw a lil clip of him being a failboy to an UNPRECEDENTED degree#I just had to have him. the pipeline is REAL don’t be like me!!!#oooh and like. the opening credits aaghgh#something something entropy#and the end credits song is sooo good and it makes me feel so saaaad#and ughh the constellations and tiny vash and knives and#something something star children#I’ve been trying to parse through the images the stars make up#to see if it’s just nonsense or not when it’s not something obvious (ex. the geranium and lil vash and knives and the constellations)#and I haven’t found anything quite yet. if there’s anything at all and I’m over analyzing something that’s just meant to be pretty#anyway I’ll shut up now!
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emberchii · 26 days
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it's very fun when my friends give me challenges for artwork
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faineant-girl · 1 year
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ITS DOOONE yay ^_^
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pixiemage · 1 year
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I have not slept yet because I've been pulling an all-nighter to finish a project for work, and so my sleep-deprived brain has decided to distract me by making me mentally analyze which c!Hermits would/would not be able to hold a baby properly. Because apparently that's what happens when I'm exhausted and wired.
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justaholeinmysoul · 10 months
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Not to sound too boomer but I thought that today's youth pretended to like shitty ass music just to inflate their faves numbers. Turns out they do really like it
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branmer · 10 months
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one of my underrated faves today was the wee tarantula. so cute! so fwuffy!!!!
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raitonsfw · 3 months
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𝓈𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: | 1 | Gojo wanted to make you a mommy more than anything in the world... and he was fucking determined. | 2 | You couldn't even begin to fathom the feeling of Gojo's blindfold shielding you from existence, his hand tracing up your spine and you knew he wasn't going to make this easy for you.
warnings: 18+ mdni, smut, fem!reader... | 1 | breeding kink, husband!gojo, positions (doggy style, missionary, over his shoulders), many creampies, dirty talk, praising, begging, slight fingering, body worship, p in v intercourse (obvi), rough sex, feral!gojo, talks of having his children, petnames (mama, babe) lord i have sinned cuz this downright filthy... | 2 | blindfolded reader, bondage, doggy style, fingering, p in v intercourse, dirty talk, teasing, cockdrunk!reader, rough sex, praising, pet names (baby, sweetheart, princess, good girl), mentions of riding and switching positions.
a/n: | 1 | i was posessed writing this one, i swear- wc: 600ish. | 2 | i think i'll make this thirst a staple, think we need to see more of reader wearing his blindfold... wc: 600ish. v-day list | m.list
thirst count: 2
divider credit: @hitobaby & @firefly-graphics
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“So good for me… yeah that’s it, mama.” Gojo praised, patting the side of your leg with oomph as you whimpered out his name. He had your legs high in the air, over the mounds of his broad shoulders and you could barely see straight, the entirety of your brain mush as he drilled into you– his cock ramming up against your cervix every time he managed a deep thrust. 
Which was every time, mind you.
Gojo had you in so many positions already; doggy had by far been the best for you, your moans muffled by the sheets you were thrown against and you arched your back through every thrust. It was heaven sent, you felt as his hands groped at your thighs, your waist, your ass. But he was indecisive– that fucker, and he wanted to see your face as he shot his third load into you so he flipped you over. His other two had dripped out of you and he cursed under his breath when he noticed, his fingers trying to plug it back up into you. 
“Fuck…! –got my dick in a chokehold babe...” He groaned out, his voice breaking at the end of it and you tilted your head back into the feather of the pillows beneath you. He was being absolutely ruthless with you and you couldn’t help but clench around him every time he plunged into you roughly– it made him feral, his bright eyes wide with desire.
“Your body’s so fucking perfect–” He breathed out as your hips started to meet with his own, his eyes rolling back slightly and his love laced words slipped off his tongue with ease. Your breasts bounced prettily on your chest and your back had arched back up towards him, your tummy poking out slightly– which fed his urges. “Need you carrying my kid… Gotta see how sexy you’d look– how fucking gorgeous…”
Your mind short circuited, practically screaming out for him to breed you because, holy fuck that’s all you ever wanted in your lifetime– a kid, his kid. You wanted nothing more than to carry his child, a bond so strong no one would ever threaten to break it and you cried out in ecstasy as he glided his tongue against yours. He swallowed your pleads, rutting into you with pure purpose now and all you wanted him to do was fill you up– again and again and–
“God yes– you wanna have my children, hm…?” Gojo teased in between thrusts, your body trembling as your orgasm crept up your spine. “Can’t get it out of your head huh, with your pussy squeezing me like a vice– shit…! I’ll make you a mama if you ask nicely.”
“Please, Satoru..! Need it–” You babbled, too worked up to care about anything else– you needed his cum painting your cervix white, nothing could sway you out of this now as you yearned out his name over and over. 
“That’s right, beg for it.” 
And you did, with utmost obedience. Your vision became fuzzy, tiny bursts of color surrounding it as you felt your release harrowing through your body. Gojo’s thrusts faltered, stalled within you and a deep groan filled your ear as he pressed down onto you– trying to bury himself inside of you as he came. He held you against him with his moans panting out against your neck as he lazily rolled his hips into you, fucking his cum as deep as it could go. 
“T-Think I’ll stay inside you for a while..wouldn’t want this batch dripping out of you too.” He muttered into your skin as he caught his breath, planting kisses down towards your collarbone. A broad hand laid against your tummy as you reveled in his touch, relaxing into the feeling of being close and full– so full still it made you shiver with anticipation because…
“Think she’ll take after her momma?” 
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You wished you had the dexterity of his six eyes; you couldn’t see shit through his blindfold as you zeroed in on the shifting behind you against the bed.
Gojo had you pinned, your wrists tied delicately together as your as tilted up against his pelvis. His hands ran down your thighs, spreading them apart with a simple motion and you could already feel the cold air against your exposed cunt. It wasn’t the best position for you– you wanted to see Gojo, you longed for his beauty inside and out. But at the same time, this thrilled you immensely. 
The thought of his blindfold holding you hostage and maybe one of his old ones tied against your wrist – you couldn’t tell – but it was intoxicating to say the least. That he’d go to the lengths of letting you wear it, letting you wear something so sacred to him, to the abundance of his entirety. At that moment, you felt his fingers swipe through your arousal and you whined out in frustration. 
“Patience, baby. Don’t gotta wait too long– I got you.” Gojo hummed, plunging two fingers in simultaneously and you keened into it. “Arch some more for me– let me see that pretty pussy, hm?”
And you did the best you could, fucking yourself back on his fingers in the process; you were pleased with yourself when you heard his breath hitch behind you. And the precious sound of his clothes shuffling around his knees. God, you were so drunk for his cock– your entire cunt was dripping for it, messing the sides of your thighs. 
You whined out again, not realizing how close he was to you. You jumped slightly at the sound of his voice against the shell of your ear. “You’re not very patient. Here, this feel better?” Gojo pressed the crown of his cock against your entrance and a sharp gasp fell from your lips, mixing with his own groan. “Ah– Of course it does... Ass up, sweetheart.”
His hands gripped the sides of your waist, positioning himself at just the right angle to fuck into you. Gojo didn’t give you a chance to breathe, to even slide yourself wider on the bed to take him– he just fucking sunk right in with no remorse and hoped you wouldn’t break underneath him. As he stretched you out, you couldn’t help but moan out his name and clench around him as he bottomed out. 
“That’s it, princess. Go on, take my cock.” He huffed out, thrusting into you roughly and you laxed from the pleasure that coursed through your pussy as his cock dragged deliciously against the warmth of your walls. He filled you up so nicely in this position and it took everything in him to not just manhandle you– to not just straight up hold you against him and rut into you. 
You could hear nothing but his harsh pants and the wet squelching of your cunt being abused and it fucking turned you on more than it should’ve– his blindfold brought so much more of your other senses that it nearly drove you wild each time his hips snapped into you. His hands roamed each and every crevice of your skin as he leaned over you, pressing his chest flush with your back. 
“Such a good girl… sucks you can’t see me, huh? Betcha reallly want to.” Gojo panted in your ear, kissing behind it with a quiet groan overtaking him when you inadvertently squeezed around him– his voice just caught you so off guard, your senses totally obscured and you couldn’t help it. 
“Next time, we can switch– you’ll ride me while I’m tied up, yeah? I’ll even close my eyes for you, level the playing field a bit…”
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