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mdni >:3

okay so suguru wouldn’t want u to suck his dick. right. we have that established. he’s a giver.

butttttttt i feel like he’d be very sweet while throat training u if u rlly wanted to learn :( he praises u smmmmmm and has to resist pushing ur head down so he doesn’t hurt u :((

he always insists for u to wear some of your lipstick before though…. weird but u don’t question it!!!

(he shows one of his hidden photo albums on his phone later on — a whole album of his lipstick stained dick, each picture showing the faint ring of red or pink moving lower and lower down his shaft… “it was to document your progress, puppy. you’ve learned so much.” he praises u like an instructor of some sort. siggggggh i hate him)

making tres leches tn who wants a piece

hihihi guyssss!!

mdni!! <3

just here to say that satoru would fall into a five minute long giggle fit after cumming rlly hard. like voice cracking, stomach hurting, tears in his eyes giggling. and don’t u even dare look at him as he’s going thru this bc he’ll only start laughing harder. hes delirious and pussydrunk and just fully braindead so don’t even question him!! ^^ he would never laugh at u dw ^3^

starting a petition for tyler to delete “like him” and never mention it again. reason: ow owwww owie :(( nooooo no stop that hurts oww :(

'do you think you're superior for not using AI in your work' thank you for asking! yes i do

“you don’t believe that sex is the most intimate thing that two can do together?” you repeat sukuna’s previous words with a raised eyebrow, skepticism lacing every word you spoke.

“i had concubines before i was devoted to you. do you really think i see intercourse as something significant?” he doesn’t even spare you a glance, all four of his eyes focused on carefully peeling the fruits resting in the bowl in front of him (mangoes, to be specific. a special order he put in with uraume for you). your eyes narrow at his words.

“so you don’t see intercourse with me as something significant?” that earns you a roll of his eyes.

“i don’t recall those words leaving my lips, woman.” he glances at you with a bored look, already much too used to your antics and the nonsensical conclusions you often pulled from his words (“it’s called reading in between the lines, ryo.” you had insisted. he chose not to debate you on it).

he sighs when you go silent, seemingly waiting for an explanation from him that would fix the small pout gracing your lips. he would’ve let you sulk if you were anybody else, but you weren’t.

“i realize the significance humans place on it now that i am yours, but i partook in the act purely for pleasure before you. it was simply to fulfill my fleshly desires.” he doesn’t need to look at you to know that the frown on your face still hasn’t faltered. in fact, the displeased look on your face probably only deepened upon the mention of him being intimate with other women.

“human customs are foolish, that will never change.” his hand lifts to your lips, a cube of mango held delicately between his fingers. he continues speaking only after feeding you the fruit.

“but if my stubborn little wife sees it as something of importance, then it shall be so.” he says the last part with a sense of finality, as if it was a part of his life that he accepted a long, long time ago.

you contemplate his words for a moment, your posture easing against the lavish pillows of your shared bed. you stall on swallowing the piece of fruit on your tongue, considering a question in that ever curious mind of yours.

“what’s significant to you, ryo?”

he pauses for a brief moment but doesn’t answer, simply bringing another piece of fruit up to your lips (whether the action was out of care or to keep your mouth occupied was unclear).

his lack of an answer was as good of an answer as any, though.

this was significant to him. the way he cut and fed you soft fruit with hands that had slaughtered armies, handling you as if you were made of fine china. never yelling, never arguing.

the king of curses devoted himself to you because deep in his heart he acknowledged his subservience to you.

that is what’s significant to him.

real shit

those blogs where theyre like "minors dni!!!" and then go on to write porn about minors???

like, in my opinion, aging up characters who are minors does NOT validate anything. the fact still remains that you found them attractive enough (in their minor form !!) to age them up, and only so that you could write smut about them without it being "weird".

and the argument that "they're animated whats the big deal!!" is so fucking overused and invalid. like, is it not the principle of the action? thats like saying a pedophile who hasn't done anything to a child physically is innocent

if getou bad why so smoking fucking hot & sexy think about that

why is everyone big and circular. pls stop ur scarinf me….

Everyone wanted to be thicc but nobody wanted to be fat. Everyone wanted the dad bod but nobody wanted to be fat. Everyone wants fat mommy milkers but nobody wants mommy to be fat. Everyone wants to be a bear but not like, an actual fat bear. You get what i’m saying