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candyflossfairy · 1 year

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𝑚𝑟. 𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑜𝑛 (𝑒.𝑚. 𝑥 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟)

𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: Dad!Eddie x Teacher!Reader. It's that time of year for parent-teacher conferences, and you finally meet Ronnie's father, Mr. Munson.

𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: 18+ only, unprotected sex (p in v), slight choking, Jacobs Ladder piercings.

𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 3.7k

𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠: Eddie manip by @eddiemunsons-missingnipple . My work for @newlips milestone of love!

Your first year of teaching was going by pretty well. The students were sweet, fun, and for the most part, they listened. Of course, sitting in a classroom all day was tough work for second graders, they got a little restless after lunch. You didn’t mind it, though. There was a lot of gift giving that made it all better. Notes, drawings, coloring book pages, apples, even one gave you a glass apple with the words World’s Best Teacher! on it that you kept on your desk. It was sweet, really. All of them were, in their own ways.

Even the ones that acted out more than others.

Like Lucy Carver who had a knack for acting like a princess and bribing others with lunch money to do classwork for her.

Or her step-brother, Ronnie Munson, who would pick on his sister relentlessly and talk loudly in class for attention. You knew it was for attention, because you saw who picked up Lucy every day and who picked up Ronnie. He was missing out on some motherly love. You hated Chrissy Carver for that. There were days when she did pick him up, but most of the time it was Mr. Munson, or Wayne Munson, Ronnie’s great uncle that would pick him up.

You hugged Ronnie a little tighter than the other kids. You made sure he did his classwork and helped him when he needed it because of it. Not to say you had a favorite, you just knew which kids needed an extra push. It was sad that at such a young age he felt like he wasn’t getting enough love from his mother, even if he didn’t know that’s what he was feeling.

He was a cute kid, too. Looked like a carbon copy of his dad—dark curls and chocolate eyes. It was better that way, you thought. When he was older he wouldn’t look in the mirror and see his mom staring back at him.

It was parent-teacher conference day. You were nervous for your first one, but your colleagues assured you that there wasn’t much to be nervous about. Some parents were dicks when it came to their child’s grades, but for the most part it was manageable. Plus you got a better insight on what parents helped their kids at home, and which ones left them to their devices.

“Lucy is doing great as far as her social skills. She’s developing them very well. She also has a talent for math—on the days she decides to do it.” You explained to Mr. and Mrs. Carver, “I think a little more encouragement from the two of you and she will be on top of her schoolwork more.”

“So you’re saying it’s our fault?” Mr. Carver spat.

“Jason—” Mrs. Carver chastised.

“I’m not saying that at all, Mr. Carver.” You said calmly, giving him a smile, “But I do think restricting the amount of money you give to your child will keep her from paying others to do her schoolwork for her. She’s a very smart girl when she applies herself.” You continued.

“Thank you very much for your time. We will keep that in mind.” Mrs. Carver said, as they stood up. She picked up the progress report and the two of them stepped outside.

You sighed, pressing a hand to your face.

“I feel that way after interacting with them too,”

You shot up straight, a soft flush to your cheeks.

“No, really, they can be pretty awful.” Mr. Munson stepped inside, shutting the classroom door behind him.

“Is… Mrs. Carver not joining us?” You asked, clearing your throat as you shuffled your papers before looking for Ronnie’s.

“Chrissy? Nah, she tries to forget that we both exist as much as she can.” Mr. Munson told you with a playful grin, as he grabbed a chair on the other side of your desk. He turned it around before sitting in it backwards, his legs spread widely and his crotch on display from the wide hole in the back of it.

You kept your eyes on his face, even though it was in your peripheral. Mr. Munson was attractive, covered in tattoos, a labret piercing above his chin, one in his eyebrow. He also had muscles that strained against his shirt from many days working at the mechanic shop in town. You hadn’t been there since you’d moved to Hawkins, but you did know he worked there.

Single mom’s talked about him quite often. He had a little bit of a reputation for fixing problems that they’d had.

Not to mention, he was a bit older than you — not by that much. He was in his late 20s, you were in your mid, it wasn’t bad.

You didn’t know why you were thinking about this. You were having a parent-teacher conference about his son. It had nothing to do with the fact that you hadn’t had sex since you’d moved here. It didn’t have to do with the fact that Mr. Munson was too sexy for his own good.

You swallowed, and looked down at Ronnie’s progress report.

“I’m sorry to hear that.” You responded.

“Nah, no biggie. I’m more upset for Ronnie’s sake than my own. She’s been a bitch since she married Carver.” He shrugged.

You snorted a chuckle at that, trying to hide it. You’d seen how snooty she was, too. You couldn’t imagine her ever being any other way.

“It’s true. She used to be a sweet little thing. Loved me and our boy. Carver’s…persuasive. I’m just glad we split up before Ronnie could remember much. He doesn’t remember her like that. I think it makes it hurt less — sorry, didn’t mean to like — spill on you. Anyways, how’s Ronnie doing in class?”

You swallowed back your thoughts. So, you’d been right. Mrs. Carver didn’t care for her son much.

“He needs a little extra pushing from me from time to time. He does like to aggravate Lucy and awful lot and cause disruptions, but he’s been getting better since the school year first started.” You started off, looking over his progress report. You highlighted a few grades and slid the paper over to Mr. Munson.

“These zeros are homework assignments he never turned in. It’s not particularly hurting his overall grade, but if you can get him to do them, I’ll give him seventy-five percent credit for them. I know single parenting is much harder than it looks on the outside, so I’m willing to work with you, and him, to make sure he’s able to move up next year.” You smiled at him kindly.

“We appreciate that.” Mr. Munson nodded, looking at the report, “These aren’t hard assignments either, huh? I guess they just got lost in the fray of things.” He laughed, before his eyes flicked to you, “Though, it’ll be a shame that I don’t get to see your smiling face every morning after he moves up.”

Your cheeks flared pink at that, and you brushed some hair behind your ear. You couldn’t tell if he was flirting or not, but… God, you hoped he was.

“Well, I’ll still be here next year… so there’s no shame in dropping by to see me.” You smiled at him, folding your hands on your desk.

“No? Wouldn’t be weird if I… came by and saw you without my kid?” He asked, grinning back.

“Definitely not.” You hummed.

Mr. Munson looked at the time, before standing. “Our time slot is up.” He mused, turning the chair back around the right way.

You bit your lip, before standing. “My last one ends at eight.” You said quickly.

“Oh? Did you…want me to come back?” His brows lifted.

You nodded.

“Alright, I’ll see you in an hour.”

“Thank you, Mr. Harrington. Goodnight.” You shut your door after your final meeting and bellowed a sigh, closing your eyes for a moment as you leaned back against the door. It had been a long day, and for the most part people hadn’t been awful, but there had been a select few who had been awful.

There was a soft knock on your door, and you opened it back up.

“Oh, Mr. Munson —” You had forgotten, so wrapped up in everything, you had forgotten he was going to come back. Your cheeks flushed again and you stepped aside to let him into your classroom.

He kicked the door shut behind him, his hands shoved into the pockets of his leather jacket. “Did you not expect me to come back?” He asked, grinning a bit.

“No—it’s not that.” You laughed, “I just. You know.” You shrugged. “I’m glad you’re back.” You rubbed your arm nervously.

“Yeah?” He chuckled, stepping closer to you, “And why’s that?”

You were almost nose to nose with him. You could feel his breath fanning over your skin. You swallowed, thickly.

“Mr. Munson—”

“You can call me Eddie.” He cut you off.

“Eddie—” You started, “Is Ronnie taken care of for the night?” You had to make sure.

“Took him to his great uncle Wayne’s. He loves it over there. He’s set.” He gently lifted a hand and brushed some of your hair back.

You wet your lips, and his eyes flicked down to them.

“Why don’t we go back to my place?” He suggested, his hand gently resting on your jaw. He rubbed his thumb over your bottom lip and you couldn’t ignore the warmth that flooded between your legs at that.

You nodded, numbly, and turned to gather your things. He watched you from afar as you placed all of your paperwork into a binder and shoved it, and your laptop, haphazardly into your school bag.

“Wanna meet me there, or ride with me?” He asked, winking at you.

“Either is fine.” You cleared your throat.

“You like motorcycles?” He chuckled. You raised your brows before nodding.

Fuck, that was hot. He had a motorcycle? He should just breed you now.

You let that thought wash over you as you followed him out of the school, stopping only to put your bag into your car before swallowing thickly as Eddie handed you a helmet.

“Safety first.” He winked at you, pulling his long hair up into a bun at the base of his neck. You tried to not think to hard about him putting his hair up to eat you out, but it wasn’t easy to ignore.

You slipped the helmet on and clipped it into place. He straddled the motorcycle.

“Alright, throw your leg over like I did and hold on tight.” He grinned at you.

“What happened to ‘safety first’?” You asked, raising a brow at the fact that he didn’t have a helmet on.

“For you, sweetheart. Not for me. I like to live dangerously.” He laughed loudly.

You shook your head in amusement as you took his hand, throwing your leg over the back of the bike. Surprisingly, you didn’t fall on your face or stumble, and settled into the seat behind him.

You wrapped your arms around his waist and held on tight.

He was warm, body toned. You couldn’t wait to see what it looked like naked.

He turned on the bike and kicked up the kickstand, revving the engine a few times before he took off out of the parking lot.

You couldn’t help the laughter that bubbled up in you as he raced down the street. It had been a while since you’d done anything fun. Moving to Hawkins had been a bit of a poison to your social life — sure, you had the other teachers at Hawkins Elementary, but most of them were much older than you and had lived there their entire lives.

He pulled up to the only apartment complex in Hawkins; a newer building you had been told. They looked fairly nice from the outside, and you couldn’t wait to see the inside.

Eddie pulled into a parking spot and kicked the stand back down, shutting the bike off.

He helped you off of the bike and tilted his head towards the stairs in front of you. “Just up those.” He told you.

You followed him up to the second floor and he unlocked the door first door you came to, letting you in.

“Home sweet home. It’s not much, but it’s ours.” Eddie smiled, shrugging his jacket off. He hung it on a chair in the small dining area and stepped into the kitchen.

“You like beer?” He asked.

“Yeah, a beer would be nice.” You nodded as you looked around.

The front area was a decent sized living room, connected to the small dining room that held a small round table with four chairs. The kitchen was connected to that. There was a short hallway right in front of you. You had to assume the bathroom and bedrooms were back that way.

“Here,” Eddie handed you the beer, popping his open before sitting on the couch. “Make yourself comfy.” He said, propping his boots on the edge of a beat up coffee table.

You followed his suit, sitting next to him on the couch. You crossed one leg over the other, popping your beer open.

You took a sip. It was cheap, but it would take the edge off of whatever nerves you were feeling.

The two of you sat in silence for a moment, just quietly sipping from your beers. It wasn’t awkward persae, it was just… different? You both knew what you were here for, so you weren’t sure why he was playing worlds best host.

You just wanted him to fuck you already.

You downed your beer in the next second, placing it on the coffee table.

“Woah, want another one?” Eddie asked.

“No,” You said, and feeling a spur of confidence, you uncrossed your legs and threw one over his lap, straddling his legs.

He smirked up at you, letting his legs fall from the coffee table.

“Hi,” He said, learning around you to put his beer down.

“Hi,” You responded, smiling down at him.

His hands gently rested on your waist, pinkies on each side pushing up your shirt to feel your skin.

You reached forward, and brushed his hair off of his shoulder.

“Kissing, or no?” You asked, your voice a soft whisper.

“Why wouldn’t I want kissing?” He chuckled.

You shrugged. “Some guys think it’s too intimate.”

His brow furrowed. “Sex is intimate.” He laughed.

You shared a smile with him before leaning in to kiss him. His lips were softer than you had expected, the stubble on his lip scratching your skin softly. You didn’t mind it, really. He was…so fucking hot.

He nipped your lip softly, and you parted them for him, allowing his tongue to invade your mouth. He tasted like beer, and cigarettes. You didn’t mind it as much as you thought. However, maybe it was because it was him.

You brushed the thoughts from your mind, biting at his bottom lip, your teeth lightly clanking against the piercing there.

Tattooed hands pushed up the sides of your shirt, fingers squeezing your sides, pinkies slipping beneath the waistband of your pants. You could feel them toying with the edge of your underwear, too.

You broke the kiss for a breath, panting softly as his mouth made its way to your neck.

“No hickies.” You said quickly, “I don’t need the kids asking questions.”

Eddie chuckled against your skin.

“Bedroom?” He asked, nipping softly at your pulsepoint.

You nodded; and up you went. He had lifted you like you were nothing and he carried you down the hallway. He dropped you on the bed and pulled his shirt off, displaying more tattooed skin. He climbed onto the bed, pressing a knee between your legs as his hand cupped the top of your head, his elbow resting near your shoulder as he kissed you, his entire body covering yours.

You moaned into his mouth as his knee rubbed against your mound. You reached between you to press your hand against his half-hard cock in his jeans. He responded with a soft groan.

You stayed like that for a long while, teasing each other, him with his knee and you with your hand, your lips never leaving one anothers.

It had almost became a game. See who would last the longest before they asked to go further.

You were losing. Your hips were guiding themselves up against your will, rubbing your clothed pussy against his thigh. You weren’t getting much friction from this, but what you were getting was making you soaking wet.

You popped the button of his jeans open, and reached past his boxers as a concession. He had won.

You gasped at what you felt in his pants, breaking the kiss.

“What?” He asked, his voice deep and husky as he continued to rub his knee against you.

“You’re—”

“Yeah, I know.” He chuckled, leaning down to kiss at your neck again.

He hooked his fingers in your shirt and you lifted up to let him pull it off, still a little in shock at what you felt.

His hands were then working at your pants, unzipping them and dragging them, and your panties off in one fell swoop.

His pants were next to go, and you were both naked, but—

Your eyes met his cock. It was large, the tip red and wet with precum… Your fingers gently brushed across the bottom of the shaft. Nestled there in a row were five bars. He had his cock pierced.

You swallowed thickly, wondering what it felt like for those piercings to be inside you. Especially with how big he was.

“Doesn’t hurt — at least no one’s complained.” He chuckled, “And it’s been fully healed for a few years, so nothing to worry about on my end.”

“You did them all at the same time?” You asked, a little shocked.

“Yeah, hurt like hell. But looks fuckin’ hot, don’t it?” He grinned.

You nodded.

He grasped himself in his hand and slapped it against your pussy, making your insides clench tightly. With his other hand he spread your lips and started tapping again, this time against your clit. Your legs jolted softly with each tap, your lips parted in a soft moan.

“Damn, you’re so fuckin’ wet.” He sighed, rubbing his cock against you. “You on the pill?”

“Yeah,” You nodded.

“Good.”

Neither one of you needed for you to get pregnant right now. That was unsaid between you.

He tapped your pussy a few more times, before lining himself up and pushing in.

Your back arched, a low moan leaving you. Your eyes fluttered and your head tipped back.

“That’s it… that’a’girl…take it.” He sighed into the warm air between you.

“Fuck, Mr. Munson..” You moaned.

He laughed softly. “You like callin’ me that? Alright, honey. We can pretend I’m a lot older than you. Bet you flick that pretty little clit of yours at home thinkin’ bout me and the other dads, hm?”

Your cheeks flushed, but you nodded. There was just something so fucking hot about fathers to you. You wanted to have someone like that in your life. Someone to raise kids with you.

“Say it.” He grunted, as he pressed fully into you.

“Ah—! I touch myself thinking about you!” You gasped, your legs circling tightly around his waist.

That’s not how he wanted it, though. He grabbed you tightly by your thighs and wrenched your legs up until they were on his shoulders. He scooted closer to you so that your hips were angled up.

Now, now he was impossibly deeper.

You moaned helplessly, grasping at the sheets.

“You got a pretty little cunt here for me. Soaking wet and tight, mmm…” He sighed, pulling out and thrusting back in.

He found a medium pace that you both seemed to like for now, his hand sliding up your thigh and squeezing.

“You like being choked, baby?” He asked breathily, his free hand brushing up your chest.

You nodded, your lips parted. You couldn’t make words come out right now, you were fucking gone.

His fingers circled around your throat, fingers pressing into your pulse point. Your back arched higher, your head tipping back as you moaned out.

“Fuck, you’re a sweet little thing..” He groaned, speeding up his pace.

“Mr. Munson—!” You whined out, his cock pressing over and over into that spongey spot inside of you.

“Yeah, baby. Say it.” He chuckled.

There was something so inherently dirty about this, even though it was all legal. It was probably because you taught his son at school, really. You couldn’t think about it now, not with his cock pressing into your gspot, and his piercings rubbing up against your walls with every thrust.

“Mr. Munson!” You moaned out again, your hips lifting higher with every thrust.

You could feel your orgasm growing, the heat in your belly getting hotter and hotter until the rubber band snapped, your cunt clamping down on his cock and spasming as you cried out helplessly.

He released your throat, his thrusts never stopping. He groaned, and a few moments later he was pulling out and spilling his seed on your belly.

You were both panting heavily as he dropped onto the bed next to you.

You laid there in silence for a long while, your insides burning from overuse. It had been a while since you’d been fucked, especially by such a thick cock.

Fuck if you didn’t feel good, though.

“Here,” Eddie said, leaning over to grab you a few tissues.

“Thanks.” You hummed, sitting up slightly to clean the cum off of your belly. You tossed them into the trashcan nearby as Eddie stepped across the hallway into what you now knew was the bathroom.

You waited for him to finish cleaning up before you went in yourself, relieving your bladder and cleaning up.

When you came back into the room, Eddie had laid out a shirt for you on the bed.

“You can stay over. Wayne is supposed to take Ronnie to school, so he shouldn’t be here in the morning.” He said, smiling.

You nodded, pulling his shirt on before climbing into the bed.

Eddie flicked off the lights before climbing in after you, his arm wrapping around you waist. He pulled you close, your back flush against his chest.

You felt safe that night, and got the best rest you’d had since you moved to Hawkins.

The next morning you were awoken by the front door slamming loudly.

“Daddy!”

Oh, shit.

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anemptypuddingcup · 9 months

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Excessively-pierced Sanji!

Art credit to the artist.

Excessively-Pierced Luffy. Excessively-Pierced Zoro.

Saw these beautiful images and needed to write immediately. I DESIRE to draw Sanji like this soon.

Contains: Excessively-pierced Sanji. Piercings everywhere, all over him. Mentions of most piercings including nipple piercings and jacob’s ladder piercings. Sanji still being sweet and soft. Soft sex. I’ll definitely write a full-length fic if y’all ask me to.

Oh my goodness, so many piercings all over him.

He’s still the same French lover boy we all know and love but with longer hair and plenty of piercings to go around. You couldn’t help but to fall in love with him and his beautiful piercings, and he’s got all types of piercings to show off to you.

You didn’t think that he’d be hiding way more underneath all the clothes he wears but boy you were in for a huge treat once you both got more comfortable with each other and eventually started dating.

“S-So many piercings.” You stare at Sanji’s face intently, looking at his adorable piercings along his ears and face. He smiles softly before a soft blush spreads across his face, a small giggle leaving him before he stands up.

“I have more love, would you like to see them?” He asked, his hand holding the bottom of his thin long-sleeved shirt. You nodded profusely, wanting to see all the others hiding around on his body.

He had piercings all over the place

Eyebrow & ear piercings,

tongue & lip piercings,

nipple & tummy piercings.

He has them everywhere.

Hell, he’s even got a single nose & neck piercing.

He’s yet to show his full jacob’s ladder he’s gotten done too. He can’t help but to feel so proud of them, not only do they look so stunning on him but they’re also attached to some of his weak points specifically his nipple and jacob’s ladder piercings.

He may look like a hard dom with the piercings but deep inside the man is still a sweet and respectful little softie. It caught you off guard the first time you hooked up with him, completely throwing you off when you found out his true nature underneath all those piercings.

Sometimes he’s tried to convince you to at least get nipple piercings to match with him but you’d always say no or tell him to wait for another time when it’s best for them.

“Pleaseeee? Can you please get some cute nipple piercings like me sweetie? I promise it’ll look so good on your pretty breasts just like me~” Sanji only begged and pouted while he suckled on your sweet hardened buds, a whine leaving him as he trailed his little tongue piercing along it. You moan out shakily as the slightly cold metal piercing runs along your nipple, your hand trembling softly against his long silky hair.

“N-No S-Sanji~ I-I c-can’t~” You moan out softly, a heavy sigh leaving your lips as as you trembled against his soft lips. He only pouts as stares up at you with a sad little frown, trying his best to convince you to just get them done and match with him.

His jacob’s ladder piercings was most stunning one of them all. The shimmering silver decorated his shaft so prettily that you couldn’t help but stare at his cock at times when it came to sucking him off. His jacob’s ladder was probably the one he was most embarrassed about since he thought he’d gotten it for no reason, until he met you of course.

“I got it only to impress the lovely ladies…some don’t find it very appealing though…” He’d sigh sometimes before completely just dropping the topic.

“It impresses me, not a lot of dudes get that done. I love it Sanji~” You admit wholeheartedly, a sweet smile across your face. It makes him blush every time you’d compliment it.

You’d have to admit that sometimes the piercings actually enhanced the feeling of his cock going inside of you every time. Each and every thrust felt like heaven as the piercings would rub along your velvety walls. It made Sanji less insecure about the decision since it pleased you and made you happy.

“D-Does this feel good love? It doesn’t hurt?” Sanji asks, a bit of nervousness spread across his face along with slight pleasure. You nodded before letting out a soft moan out against his shoulder. “I-It feels wonderful Sanji~ Please keep going~” You moan out, trembling against his lap as you wrap your legs around his hips.

He trails his soft fingers along your spine as he softly thrusted into you, a shaky moan leaving both him and you as he thrusted deep into you with a sudden gasp. You waffle your hand with one of his as you bite your bottom lip, your brows furrowing as he humps up into your cunt.

You let out a sudden gasp as you feel his nipple piercings rub up against your areola and along your nipples, the cold metal only enhancing your pleasure even more. Sanji presses his soft lips to your sweet glossy ones, a soft groan leaving him as he ruts into you a bit faster. You swirl your tongue along his lip piercings and he giggles before letting out a soft little whine.

“You feel so good sweet pea~ You’re so tight around me and my piercings~” He moans out softly into your ear, increasing the speed of his thrusts. You let out a shaky little moan as your grip around his hand grows tighter, your cunt only clenching around him from both his piercings and his thrusts. “I-It feels so good! S-Sanjii!~” You moan out, pressing your lips against his once again before laying your head against his shoulder.

He smiles to you softly before letting out a shaky moan, enjoying the feeling of your warmth enveloping his cock.

I need to write a fucking full-length fic, I just might do it.

Please tell me if y’all want a full-length fic, I’ll gladly write it for you all!

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sixeyesgojo · 1 year

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Yoru, my beloved 💕 In honor of Gojo being unsealed, what’s the first thing you do when you see him?

home in your arms

☾ Summary: A bittersweet reunion between two lovers, after Gojo breaks free from the Prison Realm. ☾ Characters: Gojo Satoru x reader ☾ Word count: 1.4k ☾ Content warning: HEAVY manga spoilers underneath the cut, mentions of character death, hurt but more comfort (imo)

“Jacob’s Ladder!!” Kurusu chanted. Just for an instant, a brilliant gleam brightened the sky and hit the Back of the Prison Realm. Then silence followed. The anticipation seemed to electrify the air. With each second, your heart grew heavier with anxiety. “Gojo-sensei? Can we come closer?” Yuuji’s voice boomed as the dust spread all around the area.

However, there was no reply. How could there be one, when no one was there to respond? He wasn’t there. And despite knowing that he wasn’t, your body was desperately searching for any trace of him. It didn’t work, you thought. It didn’t work…

“Did he disappear with the Prison Realm?” Yuuji asked and your body froze. Had Angel destroyed him along with the Back of the Prison Realm? But this would only be possible if he had become evil in his time away… There was no way that happened to him, right? Your knuckles turned white and the bones in your hand cracked from how hard you were clenching your fists. If he was truly gone, you didn’t know what to do with your life.

“Satoru… where are you? I can’t feel you…” you muttered and fell to your knees in defeat. Satoru being sealed, Nobara’s critical condition, Nanami’s passing, Yuuji and Megumi having to fend for their lives on their own… With how the circumstances were in the last few days, the thought of losing another loved one was too much to bear. It was scary and there was no one you could turn to. At least, that was what you thought until a hand soothingly rubbed your back. It was Yuuta, the student Satoru had personally entrusted to you when the former had just joined the Jujutsu world. The emotion in his eyes spoke more than a thousand words: Don’t give up yet, they conveyed.

Without warning, the earth started shaking. Reflexively, Yuuta’s body shielded you from any potential harm. “An earthquake?! This can’t be a coincidence!” someone shouted but your brain didn’t register where it came from or who it was. Your body started moving on its own, breaking out of the boy’s protective embrace and stumbling away, seemingly without any destination. Yet, it was your heart that guided you. I need to hurry, you thought, he is out there somewhere and he needs me. Your mind was void of anything else as your legs moved as fast as possible for your body.

It felt like years passed by until you felt a warm sensation in your chest; your heart knew that it felt Satoru’s energy somewhere. He had to be close. Hurry, it told you.

And then… you stopped. In fact, everything around you seemed to stop. Your eyes darted across the distance, locking onto his silhouette. Standing in front of you was the person you were longing for; his back turned to you. A sense of relief, safety and familiarity washed over you. However, there was a dark spot creeping around in your heart: a primal fear of losing something that was precious to you again. You pushed it back to the depths of your heart, hoping it wouldn’t resurface for the time being. Instead, you let the overwhelming joy push you forward.

Slowly, you started walking towards him. A thousand questions buzzed in your head: Was he okay? How did he feel? What happened in the Prison Realm? Was he aware of what had happened in the outside world? Was he hurt? Was he going to leave again? Were you dreaming?

Something in your core snapped and you ran towards him, heart racing. Right before you touched him, for a split second only, something invisible blocked you from closing the distance. Although it only lasted an instant, it told you stories about the man that was in front of you. Stories about the feelings of defeat he suffered during his confinement. Stories about the pain of blaming himself. He looked at you, something forlorn hid deep inside his glossy gaze. The person in front of him seemed familiar, yet foreign to his dulled senses. Were his senses clouded because he spent so much time confined? Was he shaken up from his discovery? Everything seemed hazy and muffled. The world was indistinct and everything was jumbled together – colors, feelings, senses and thoughts.

Then, as you pulled him in for a hug, a lever was moved inside him – and the world began to become more vibrant, filled with intense colors. “Satoru, you’re back!!” you cried into his chest. Upon hearing your familiar voice, a burst of beauty bloomed within him, as if Satoru’s heart was blessed by Hotei of the Shichi Fukujin personally. His sight suddenly became clear.

“It’s me,” you assured him, hugging him to you even tighter. Inhaling his scent, you noticed that it was mixed with other smells too. “I thought I wouldn’t see you again,” you confessed, “but I am so relieved. I feel like I’m dreaming. Don’t tell me this is a dream. Are you hurt? How do you feel?”

“Definitely not a dream. I’m home,” Satoru uttered softly. “Welcome home,” you greeted him back, eyes glazed with tears of relief. His deep-set blue eyes locked on you and he gingerly stroked your back. Something in his eyes told you that he had witnessed something deeply unsettling – and you had a hunch that it was about Megumi. And yet, he didn’t talk about it. Maybe it was for the better, as you didn’t want to shake him up even more.

“You idiot made me worry so much! I didn’t know what to do; I missed you so much,” you wailed. He chuckled, “I’m sorry. I’m here now, so you don’t need to worry anymore.” I’m here now, hearing those words put you at ease and calmed the storm in your heart a little. “I’m sure you did well in my absence, didn’t you?” His large palm rested on the top of your head. He was the one who was shaken up, so why was it him who was comforting you now?

“If you do that again, I will throw away your stupid custom Cutler and Gross sunglasses. And your Gentle Monster ones. And your Goomba plushy. I swear,” you threatened with a pouty undertone, but obviously he knew that you would never pull through with that. Of course you knew that he didn’t intend to get sealed. Nevertheless, he played along. “Now, now. That would hurt me. You know those are my favorites,” Satoru laughed and hugged you tightly. You buried your face in his chest and murmured, “Seriously… I missed you.”

“I missed you more,” Satoru whispered and planted a tender kiss on the crown of your head. “Don’t turn this into a contest now, Satoru,” you berated him half-heartedly. You broke the hug, but his hands held you steady in his embrace. Your hands moved up to cup his face, eyes searching his tired ones. Slowly, you pulled his face closer to yours. “Then we might have a problem,” you stated warmly. “I don’t see how,” he responded puzzled.

“It’s simple,” you began to explain, “I miss you. I miss your hugs, I miss your kisses and your warmth every second we’re apart. And those 19 days have only reaffirmed that belief. I never want to see you injured or suffering. More than anything, I wish to see a happy ending for you. Therefore I win.” There was hope that your feelings reached him and could help him feel the sense of stability he desperately needed at the moment.

As if a dam in his heart started to break, Satoru laughed. Not because he didn’t take your confession seriously – he very much did – but in realization that he was truly powerless against you and your way with words. The feeling of love was about to engulf him. It was overwhelming and all-encompassing. He was happy that you loved a madman like him, but maybe doing so required a certain level of craziness itself.

Touching his forehead to yours, he grinned, “Jeez, that was cheesy. I’ll do you one better: Wherever you are is where my heart calls home and where my soul is at peace.”

You couldn’t even answer fast enough as his lips captured yours in a searing kiss.

#gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojou x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo x you #✨: heresan #<Yoru's Company>

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Dante NSFW HCs???? Can we spare some Dante HCs??????

Of course Anon! I gotchu babe-

Honestly been wanting to do Dante as he just loves on my mind rent free <33

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WARNING - MINORS DNI

AFAB reader and reader is described as feminine and chubby/plus sized.

Yandere themes, public sex, slight blood mention, mentions of toy use in public, oral, praise kink-

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Dante Morelli

NSFW Headcannons

• Oh boy, I pray for his darling-

• About 8 inches (20 cm), not too fat but fat enough that your fingers can barely wrap around his girth. Has a Jacob's ladder as well. Also a frenum and public piercing- (look it up if you want your fbi agent to be concerned-)

• Stamina? Well honestly could go all night if he's extra riled up but if he's tired he'll last maybe 2 or 3 rounds.

• Not even going to lie the man has a public sex kink. He can get away with a lot as both a CEO and mob boss. And a random meeting where he has you facing him, cockwarming his cock while his leg bounces against your ass, making that little buzz of his dick inside you make you want more.

• Definitely gets off on watching how embarrassed you get. But all of his men know better than to look at you like that. As much as he likes showing off he doesn't like people looking at you in a lewd manner so expect rough thrusts when he gets angry at someone's gaze.

• He can't help it honestly. It's the first time he's ever wanted to flaunt his power and show you to people that there's no chance in hell they can have you.

• A big believer in praise as well. Loves calling you a good girl and complimenting your pussy. Does it in front of others as well and loves to see your face blush-

• A slightly soft Dom. He's not a virgin and he did take care of his urges with random girls but when he met you he felt like he couldn't get it up for anyone else after that.

• Loves it when you're clinging to him and digging your nails into his back. He adores it entirely and if you leave scratches on his skin that make him bleed he always gets this smug smirk on his face ♡

• He doesn't mind if it ruins his tattoos either, he'd rather have the scratches you gave him than give a damn about a tattoo he got to become the boss of the company.

• He loves your moans. Something in him loves to slowly thrust hard to hit that particular spot just to hear you moan. And if you attempt to cover your mouth he gets agitated and grabs your hands to pin them above your head. When he does this, his free hand reaches for your thigh and begins to push under your knee to spread your legs and start thrusting faster.

• Honestly also loves to eat you out. He loves to overestimate you and lick you till your legs are shaking. Honestly, if he suffocates between your legs, it makes him get hard. A slight masochist but not too much-

• And gets super loving when you blow him. Loves to slowly drag his cock in and out of your mouth, and if you can throat him loves going even more slowly when he can feel his length sliding down ♡

• Not a big breeding kink. Honestly, the idea of kids frightens him as he wasn't treated too well as a child and he doesn't know how to treat children. But sometimes when he sees his cum leak out he can't help but wonder what you'd look like swollen with your legs spread.

• Likes to use toys when he's tired and sometimes out in public. Might use them as a punishment depending on how jealous he is.

• Absolutely addicted to kissing you. Can't help it when your lips look so cute when swollen from him latching onto your lips.

• Also has a thing for tits. Doesn't matter the size he just loves sucking on them. If you have nipple piercings he might just suck on them more or buy some jewelry for you that he thinks would look cute.

• Honestly loves coming home to you. His once boring and mundane life turned into a passionate and lust-filled one. Sometimes when he gets home to you he needs you no matter what you're doing or where you are. At this point, he's probably fucked you in every room including the terrace and porch.

• But even if he's jealous he always lets you cum. He can't help it cause he loves the way your face looks. He's a man who loves making love to you, even if that love is a little rough sometimes-

So don't let him get away okay? He'd be so terribly lonely without you and if he has to he'll fuck you dumb till there's no thought of leaving him in your head ♡

#.dante_morelli_♡#yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #soft yandere #yandere imagines #chubby reader #yandere hcs #yandere headcanons #yandere male x reader #yandere male #tw public sex #tw praise kink

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This past January, I made a resolution to get my garden beds to 70 - 75% native plants. My, oh my, that was an ambitious goal. I probably need another year or two to reach that level of coverage. On the other hand, the native wildflower seeds I purchased in January have germinated and produced healthy, vigorous shoots (above). Today, I planted the spreading Jacob’s ladder (Polemonium reptans) in four different beds. I have spots prepared for the rest also, including hairy beardtongue (Penstemon hirsutus), blue-stemmed goldenrod (Solidago caesia), yellow pimpernel (Taenidia integerrima), and wild geranium (Geranium maculatum). The project is at least moving ahead; this coming September, I’ll buy or collect more seeds to plant before the first frost.

#appalachia #vandalia #native plants #native plant gardening #native wildflower garden #pollinator garden #spreading jacob's ladder #hairy beardtongue #blue-stemmed goldenrod #yellow pimpernel #wild geranium #love your native plants

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astarab1aze · 2 months

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so, i shall share with you my magnum opus of a headcanon:

furie has a fleshy if somewhat perpetually half-hard dick laden with angular ridges and ribs, thick around but otherwise average in length, framed by trim white hair. its a bit strange at first glance, but it's colored to match his scales, eyes, and hair, sporting a flesh-white-lilac-violet gradient. his balls are also of average size, and the seed contained within glows faintly once exposed to air, viscous, thick, and much. not only this, but when aroused, the glow within spreads to his ass, stomach, and chest - a dim but ethereal sort of purple. not circumcized.

loux's is literally whatever size, shape, length, width, color your muse wants it to be (and he can absolutely do the same with his ass). in standard form, it's a smidge darker than his usual skin tone, long and thick, and decorated with the beginnings of a jacob's ladder. two black bars through his frenum toward the base. it's meaty, but he's a grower not a shower so you wouldn't really know right off the bat. his balls are heavy, but about average size as well. neither of which are particularly sensitive, so it may take him a good long while to get off at times, and he was - unfortunately for everyone - blessed with an unreasonably high stamina. he keeps the whole area clean and trim, period full stop. circumcized.

vayn's is nestled into manicured tufts of dark silver, average in length and girth, a pale, cool pink slightly darker than his usual skin tone, and soft and smooth in texture. his balls are also on the smaller side. nothing to write home about, but proportional to his body. it is incredibly sensitive, however, as it doesn't see much use - trained to be so. even the slightest bit of attention will have him a shivering, drooling mess. his cum is thin, but boy is there sure a lot of it. circumsized.

kaede's is a little darker than his natural skin tone as well, a tannish pink, and deceptively large for how small he is. thick around, roughly about 7 or so inches long, with a slight upward curve, settled into trim midnight hair. it's soft to the touch, but tends to be very hot in terms of temp, darkening in color for this reason. it's not as sensitive as, say, his mouth or ass, where even a lick or a little touch would have him shaking - touch his dick and he'll shiver and sigh, but not nearly to the same degree. his balls are of average size and his cum is relatively thin - he's also a squirter.

asuka uses a strap, but he's a little freaky in his utter lack of experience, so everything he uses he gets from sites like b-d. they're always big, bigger than he can personally handle without effort, and firm but not so firm they're hard. his favorite has ridges and ribs along the shaft, a rounded point at the tip, and is marbled in black and brown to match his feathers - make it feel like its his, if you follow me.

#➥ Furie.#➥ Loux.#➥ Vayn.#➥ Kaede.#➥ Asuka.#nsft /#/ the weiner post has some additions #/ i can't imagine sorti whipping out a strap weirdly enough #/ okay im done lol back to your regular programming

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aliensupersyn · 27 days

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I Solved One of the Great Mysteries of the Heian Era

This reads as a sort of storybook. The pages here all describe Sukuna's rise to power as a divine force in jujutsu society, but it's scattered throughout different chapters. Here, I piece it together for your reading pleasure. I made this discovery while writing my Yuji cog analysis.

Sukuna vs. The Fujiwara Clan

Uro recounting her defeat by Sukuna's hand.

Sukuna sees himself as a divine arbiter who bestows judgement on humans, who he deems to be beings below him. As a divine figure, he condemns humans to misery by his hands. Sukuna's title as the "disgraced one/the fallen," and his talent to forgo a barrier for his domain expansion reflect his defiled divinity. Gege describes Sukuna's domain expansion as a truly divine technique, which adds even more grandeur to his role as the strongest sorcerer in history. Sukuna's undefeated reign of terror ultimately defines his status as a divine sovereign of jujutsu sorcery.

Sukuna's rule of might defines strength as a destructive force. Comparing yourself to and relying on others only makes you weak, according to Sukuna.

Sukuna figuratively acts as a curse; he will never stop spreading misery upon humanity for as long as he lives. He sees his destruction as a divine and just cause. His strength acts as proof for his righteousness.

As the symbol of the greatest force in the history of sorcery, Sukuna enforces a schism within jujutsu society. In the Heian era, and now in the modern era, Sukuna spurs the rule of might. By threatening carnage, he forces sorcerers to come and meet him in battle to test their strength and knowledge against his own. To avoid the calamity Sukuna threatens, sorcerers must either kneel to him or hope to defeat him. In the Heian era, most of the sorcerers likely chose the former after failing to succeed at the latter. After armies of sorcerers died against him, jujutsu society was forced to praise him as their divine sovereign.

This panel revealed that Uro led the Sun, Moon, and Stars squad.

Here, Kashimo reflects on Sukuna's slaughter of Uro's squad. It's also suggested that Sukuna has weathered an army of Angels. Imagine them stacking Jacob's Ladders on him. No wonder he was able to tank Yuta's with no effort.

Here, you can see the outcome of the calamitous battle that Kashimo was reflecting over in the above page. After their defeat, sorcerers began worshipping Sukuna as a God and praying to him for good fortune. His strength had earned him a divine status among the most powerful of the golden era of sorcery. You can also see that they thought of Sukuna as a monster, which resembles another member of the current cast.

The Yorozu panel reveals that Uro once led the Sun, Moon, and Stars squad that Sukuna slaughtered. The second and third pages above describe Uro's squad as powerful sorcerers who challenged Sukuna and died. Yorozu also once challenged the Fujiwara clan and they made her one of their nobles*. Uro detested the very same Fujiwara clan who apparently subjugated her.

Even in a new life, it's not Sukuna that bothers Uro, it's the Fujiwara clan for killing her.

After her squad's defeat, presumably, the leader of the Fujiwara clan used Uro as a scapegoat to appease Sukuna. Her execution would signal to Sukuna that she acted against his wishes and on her own. These events would explain why in Yorozu's reflections and flashbacks, the Fujiwara clan still remains as a supreme power. Sukuna likely accepted Uro's execution as penance for them challenging him.

Yorozu was supposed to be preparing for the harvest festival being held in Sukuna's honor. There, they would pray to him as a God; Yorozu effectively fell in love with a monstrous deity figure. Given her insect theme, there's grounds for a connection between Yorozu, Sukuna, Mothra, and Godzilla.

After he annihilated Uro's squads, Sukuna became the supreme divine sovereign of jujutsu society in the Heian era and sorcerers were forced to worship him to avoid his ire. To stress his divinity, sorcerers prayed to him for a good harvest as if he were a God. The Fujiwara clan likely executed Uro, a leader of some of the forces that challenged Sukuna, to appease their new divine sovereign. The fealty that was pledged to him likely made Sukuna extremely bored. He wished to spread misery, but his opponents had all lost the will to challenge him and instead begged and worshipped at his feet.

The choice between challenging Sukuna and worshipping him pervades even the modern era. The Jujutsu High political leaders feared Sukuna and his fingers. Even without a real body, Sukuna's cursed energy alone enforced fear and awe into jujutsu society. All sorcerers understood that his return would mean another schism; they would be required to either join him or foolishly challenge as a powerless upstart. Throughout history, sorcerers made binding vows with Kenjaku in order to one day challenge Sukuna, as Uro's squad once did. Others knew better and instead attempted to create a jujutsu society that worked to contain Sukuna in his cursed object form.

Notes:

The manga isn't very specific about what Yorozu's status was, just that she was some type of noble in the Heian capital.

Yorozu and Sukuna being Gege's Godzilla fanfiction is adorable and makes me like her so much more.

Uro's horror in these two pages suddenly make much more sense. Sukuna slaughtered all of her comrades.

Regarding the Kashimo page: I'm simply taking Kashimo's comments "to have achieved so much!" as some form of reaction to the narrator. It could be a metatextual reaction, or he could have learned about this war somehow.

Short post, but I didn't see anything else outlining this little story, so here it is.

#jjk #jjk manga #ryomen sukuna #maki zenin #heian era #jjk uro #jjk ryu #jjk yorozu #jjk kashimo #yuta okkotsu

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Chapter 214: Cursed Womb Under Heaven, part 6—Sukuna Sukuna Sukuna Sukuna Sukuna Sukuna Sukuna Sukuna Sukuna Sukuna Daddy Sukuna Sukuna Sukuna

Blessed / Cursed JJK-Sunday! Pick your poison...

I hate (affectionate) Sukuna because... well... this whole Megumi thing is so weird. Like... what is going on with the hair?

And yet I am a massive Sukuna simp (questionable) because... well.. this whole conversation with Yuji...

Like Sir. Yes, I will dedicate my life’s work to spreading the gospel of Sukuna to all who will listen. Ura Ume can cook, I can be your Marketing person and do your social media if that’s what you’re into.

I LOVE a character twisted by his own humanity. Yeeeessss...

More, please!

There’s more of me “yeeeeeeeeeesssss”+ing and promoting Sukunaism under the cut.

yeeeeeeeeeeeesssssss.....

The King of Curses

I am perhaps projecting, but there’s something definitively very regal about Sukuna and the way he carries himself in an embodied state.

I also loved that there is also something very benevolent about the look in Sukuna’s face as he speaks with Yuji about the nature of suffering for weaker beings.

Almost like “oh you poor thing, you really thought you were just going to be handed your cake and get to eat it too, didn’t you?”

And I am VERY consciously choosing to use the word benevolent to describe Sukuna because... there is something inherently twisted and yet, extremely real, in the message that Sukuna embodies.

Almost like he’s doing Yuji a favor by enlightening him on the root cause of his suffering.

YES! yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes YES!

Am I like a crazy person for loving Sukuna so much?

And there’s something so fascinating here about how, despite dropping deep truths about the human condition, Sukuna is literally the epitome of all that is cursed, a sort of container for all that is inherently wrong about humanity--to the point that you can’t even think of him as human, but rather, as inhuman.

But... really... what does it mean to be a human, what does it mean to be a curse, and where do we draw the line?

Are curses truly the sole source of suffering as Spooks asks?

After all... are curses not the result of negative human emotion?

Are we, as humans, not responsible for their existence?

You see, I became a cursed spirit apologist the moment Yuta kissed a cockroach. This forced me to start questioning what is good and what is evil.

The marriage of Heaven and Hell

Now... I am not asking for Sukuna to not be thought of as evil.

I am asking for a wider, more profound interpretation of evil. One that is not colored by the Western, white-washed, Judeo-Christian idea of the figure of Satan as a red horned creature that is evil for the sake of evil and makes people do evil #things.

I am asking for you to leave your pre-conceptions of evil at the door...

What if perhaps we saw Satan as Lucifer, the harbinger of light who was thrown out of Heaven for challenging the status quo and daring to seek enlightenment through embodiment?

What if we saw evil as as a corruption and degeneration of all that is good and humane--a sort of rejection of one expression of the self in favor of the trappings of self-gratification and self-identification?

What if we asked how Sukuna’s degenerated and corrupted humanity is an embracing and transcendence of suffering as not just inherent to the human condition, but a precursor of psychological and psychospiritual growth and development?

What if evil was a choice made in favor of the self and that is why Satan was cast out of Heaven?

What if evil was just trying to re-affirm the sense of self, and that is why Sukuna has chosen ego as his path of enlightenment?

After all...

“The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.”

When Gege introduced Jacob’s Ladder in chapter 213...

... he introduced one hell pun intended of a rabbit hole. One that I am not quite ready to talk about in great detail because I am unsure on how the symbols will be explored, or let’s be real here, whether they will get explored at all.

But with this tiny panel, Gege basically introduced the “upper” extreme of a metaphorical experience of psychospiritual growth depicted in the shape of a ladder. At the lower end of said ladder is the experience of descent into hell that is depicted in stories like Dante’s Divine Comedy.

Now. The interesting bit about Jacob’s Ladder getting mentioned, is that Gege added a neat little detail that is easy to miss unless you know what you’re looking for:

That is: Urizen’s Architect’s compass.

Now, for context, the painting above is a painting by William Blake, who perhaps not so coincidentally, also has a painting titled Jacob’s Ladder.

The painting is, indeed, inspired by the Biblical depiction of Jacob’s dream found in Genesis 28:10-17.

Again, the rabbit hole runs deep.

What I’ll say about this for now is that Gege might be using these symbols to present Sukuna as a character that personifies a sense of self that is beyond logic and reason where...

Good = logic bound by reason, and

Evil = imagination free from reason.

I still haven’t made up my mind about it because Gege is being a bit inconsistent with symbols, so we’ll have to wait to confirm.

But in a nutshell, this feels like a murky exploration of the sense of self and where it stands in relation to the question of “good and evil” or as Blake calls it “the marriage of Heaven and Hell”.

So if Gege is using William Blake’s philosophy then... I can’t help but see Sukuna as a character who has become enlightened through becoming entangled in the trappings of ego. Which is a nice dichotomy to how enlightenment is thought to be about transcending and leaving behind ego attachments.

But not Sukuna.

Sukuna is about experiencing the highest of highs and the lowest of lows of the human experience.

Logic be damned.

“The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom”.

In other words, Sukuna strikes me as being about willingly and consciously embracing the suffering that is inherent to the human condition, and growing in strength because of it.

After all, you cannot know pleasure without first having known pain, and you cannot know pain if you have not known pleasure. In Blake’s words, "without contraries is no progression.”

Quick detour here to expand on these panels above... Explaining the sense of self is not easy.

What I can say right now is that the sense of self is the result of the ego-self negotiating with reality as it presents to you compared to your expectations and hopes for your reality.

In the words of Westworld’s Robert Ford:

"...the thing that led... to... awakening [is] suffering. The pain that the world is not as you want it to be.”

Similarly, Westworld’s Man in Black tells us that

“When you are suffering, that’s when you are most real.”

Which is another way of saying that there is strength and transformation to be found in suffering and that turning away from suffering is what weak minded people would do according to the gospel of Sukuna.

Or basically, when life hands you the lemons, you make margaritas with them although I highly recommend you use limes instead of lemons and might I also recommend Mezcal instead of Tequila for a nice smokey twist on everybody’s favorite Mexican cocktail.

Suffering is an inherent aspect of the human condition after all. You either develop the mental fortitude to keep moving forward, or, in Sukuna’s view, you remain weak, defeated by your fate.

And what’s interesting here is that Yuji has a very infantile unwillingness to see suffering as an inherent aspect of human existence.

Or as Spooks reminds us all, it’s not just curses that cause suffering.

So to me, Sukuna’s philosophy is about overwhelming strength as a result of self-gratification. He is the kind of character who will put himself through hell for the sake of acquiring strength.

This is where Jacob’s Ladder becomes relevant, because in Blake’s philosophy, the Angels who are “good”, could only see ego attachment (which is a metaphor for hell) as suffering. As such, they could not comprehend why anyone would put themselves through hell for the sake of self development.

In other words, Sukuna is an exploration on hedonism and all that can be considered sinful if only because the ego’s attachment to pleasure is at the root of suffering.

“The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom”.

A different execution of this trope is another one of my blorbos, Twelve, from Watanabe’s Terror in Resonance (Zankyou no Terror).

Twelve is the kind of character who wants to have certain experiences and will, at the expense of his better judgment and other people, force certain experiences to happen just because he wants to have them. In fact, he doesn’t stop to think about consequences, he just acts for the sake of experiencing.

Whether these experiences cause pain and suffering or joy and happiness, does not matter. The point is to have the experience because the road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.

For those of us who are crazy enough to be romantically inclined, it’s like the experience of falling in love while fearing rejection, but still choosing love.

Logic be damned.

But that’s just the thing, isn’t it? If you held back from the moments when you are invited to come alive every single time that you saw suffering in the horizon, would you cower from those experiences?

Or would you embrace them for the sake of self development?

Similarly, Sukuna who exists only for his own pleasure, is an example of how the ego is shaped and transformed through experience.

In Sukuna’s case, experience can come in the shape of fights and women and whatever will satiate the appetite of an ego hungry for embodied experience...

Hedonism, the pursuit of pleasure and sensual self-indulgence.

But I want to think that Sukuna also understands that you cannot forsake suffering, especially if you are in the pursuit of the better things that life has to offer.

There isn’t one without the other after all.

If you want to be happy, you have to be willing to suffer for that happiness.

You can’t know what wealth is unless you have known poverty.

You can’t know great love unless you have known heartbreak.

"Without Contraries is no progression.”

To reject this principle of human existence is, in Sukuna’s gospel, to be weak, to be prey to those who will consume anything and everything that is standing in the way of their hungry, insatiable ego.

God I love Jujutsu Kaisen...

Splat

Well, that was two *splat* moments in one month and I have to admit they are both just as brutal.

Anyways. This was an interesting chapter from a translator’s pov because there were subtle messages that may or may not have gotten lost in translation.

So just a heads up I kind of stuck to the fan translation for the most part for that very same reason.

Yuji and Megumi vs. Sukuna

Ok but to wrap things up...

I love that Sukuna is always impressed by Megumi...

THAT’S MY BOY!!!!!!!! YEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!!

And I also love that Sukuna underestimates Yuji...

Yuji is by far one of my absolute favorite mcs in Shonen. He embodies the characteristics of your typical Shonen mc and then re-defines them in a way that is very uniquely Yuji.

Anyways, sigh of relief about Megumi. I can stop holding my breath FOR THE TIME BEING!!!!

It’s not that I don’t trust that Megumi has what it takes, the one I don’t trust is the cursed cat.

Can’t wait to see these two beautiful boys fight together.

Happy Jujutsu Kaisen Sunday and thank you for joining me again this week in this hell pun intended of a roller coaster.

#god I love jujutsu kaisen #jjk ch 214

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kecobe · 1 year

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Jacob’s Dream Domenico Fetti (Italian; 1588/89–1623) possibly 1613 or 1614 Oil on wood panel Detroit Institute of Arts, Detroit, Michigan

And he dreamed, and behold a ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reached to heaven: and behold the angels of God ascending and descending on it. And, behold, the Lord stood above it, and said, I am the Lord God of Abraham thy father, and the God of Isaac: the land whereon thou liest, to thee will I give it, and to thy seed; And thy seed shall be as the dust of the earth, and thou shalt spread abroad to the west, and to the east, and to the north, and to the south: and in thee and in thy seed shall all the families of the earth be blessed. And, behold, I am with thee, and will keep thee in all places whither thou goest, and will bring thee again into this land; for I will not leave thee, until I have done that which I have spoken to thee of. And Jacob awaked out of his sleep, and he said, Surely the Lord is in this place; and I knew it not. And he was afraid, and said, How dreadful is this place! this is none other but the house of God, and this is the gate of heaven. And Jacob rose up early in the morning, and took the stone that he had put for his pillows, and set it up for a pillar, and poured oil upon the top of it. And he called the name of that place Bethel: but the name of that city was called Luz at the first. And Jacob vowed a vow, saying, If God will be with me, and will keep me in this way that I go, and will give me bread to eat, and raiment to put on, So that I come again to my father’s house in peace; then shall the Lord be my God: And this stone, which I have set for a pillar, shall be God’s house: and of all that thou shalt give me I will surely give the tenth unto thee. (Genesis 28:12–22)

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jujutsubrainrot · 7 months

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Jujutsu Kaisen Volume 24 Add-on & Enhanced Panels

Chapter 213 - The first double-spread page in this chapter is now modified with a shift in Takaba & Maki's panel (it was originally on the page after). Not only does Sukuna's version of "Nue" now bear the same marking as "Orochi" on its head, the illustration has been edited and enhanced and no longer has the raw/rough shading that it used to have from the weekly release.

Chapter 213 - The second double-spread page in this chapter now has an additional panel of Takaba & Maki tanking Sukuna's lightning attack.

Chapter 213 - Brand new add-on panels (read from left to right) of Hana activating her CT. This modification shows the readers that Hana was using "Maximum Output: Jacob's Ladder" on Sukuna.

Chapter 213 - Gege redrawing how Sukuna was being deep-fried in this page, which differs from the weekly release on the right.

Chapter 213 - Just like Nue's illustration earlier, Sukuna's illustration in this page has been edited and enhanced and it no longer has the raw/rough shading that it used to have from the weekly release. Additionally, his tattoo markings on the wrists have been darkened and Hana's right wing was redrawn as well.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk manga spoilers #jjk corrections #jjk volume 24 edited #gege akutami

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abraao-vidal-galdino · 15 days

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Bom dia

Então sonhou: estava posta sobre a terra uma escada, cujo topo chegava ao céu; e eis que os anjos de Deus subiam e desciam por ela; por cima dela estava o Senhor, que disse: Eu sou o Senhor, o Deus de Abraão teu pai, e o Deus de Isaque; esta terra em que estás deitado, eu a darei a ti e à tua descendência; e a tua descendência será como o pó da terra; dilatar-te-ás para o ocidente, para o oriente, para o norte e para o sul; por meio de ti e da tua descendência serão benditas todas as famílias da terra. Eis que estou contigo, e te guardarei por onde quer que fores, e te farei tornar a esta terra; pois não te deixarei até que haja cumprido aquilo de que te tenho falado. Ao acordar Jacó do seu sono, disse: Realmente o Senhor está neste lugar; e eu não o sabia. E temeu, e disse: Quão terrível é este lugar! Este não é outro lugar senão a casa de Deus; e esta é a porta dos céus.

Gênesis 28:12-17

And he dreamed, and behold a ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reached to heaven: and behold the angels of God ascending and descending on it. And, behold, the LORD stood above it, and said, I am the LORD God of Abraham thy father, and the God of Isaac: the land whereon thou liest, to thee will I give it, and to thy seed; And thy seed shall be as the dust of the earth, and thou shalt spread abroad to the west, and to the east, and to the north, and to the south: and in thee and in thy seed shall all the families of the earth be blessed. And, behold, I am with thee, and will keep thee in all places whither thou goest, and will bring thee again into this land; for I will not leave thee, until I have done that which I have spoken to thee of. And Jacob awaked out of his sleep, and he said, Surely the LORD is in this place; and I knew it not. And he was afraid, and said, How dreadful is this place! this is none other but the house of God, and this is the gate of heaven.

Genesis 28:12-17

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#biblia #cristianismo #homilética #cristo #jesus cristo #jesus #paz #Spotify

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vandaliatraveler · 1 year

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New Years Resolution

My resolution this year is to get my garden beds to 70 - 75% native plants. In early January, I ordered understory/shade plant seeds, including wild geranium and spreading Jacob’s ladder, to plant in the shadier beds. The seeds arrived this week. Today, I started the stratification process to break dormancy and get the seeds to germinate by mid-March. After germination, I’ll plant the seeds in pots until I can clean out the beds and put in some new soil. I plan to do this without killing a single non-native - my neighbors will happily adopt the hosta and other plants I remove. This is a new process for me, but I’m excited to make the beds more representative of the local ecosystem and help out the pollinators who depend on native plants.

#new years resolution #plant native

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gabessquishytum · 1 year

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Well hello gang, I’m just here doing my part to bring back the horny~ How do we feel about the Jacob’s ladder piercing? The other day, I was helpfully reminded that such a thing existed, and my mind immediately jumped to…

Okay, so big dick Dream has got to hold the world record for most piercings on a dick, he has to, the math alone proves it. I imagine Hob being nervous cause this is his first time taking a dick with accessories, let alone so, so many piercings. And Dream is reclined on a bed or his throne whichever you prefer, with Hob’s legs spread over each side of his thighs. Thankfully, Dream is letting him set the pace for once, with the conditions that Hob can take breaks but cannot backtrack at any point and he cannot cum or his ass is gonna get spanked into the next century as punishment (last time he legitimately could not sit down for a whole week afterward).

As foreplay, Dream has been swiping the broad leaking head of his huge cock over his hole for what feels like hours now, and Hob is positively dripping wet. Slowly, oh so slowly, Hob carefully bears down on the head (which is also sporting a metallic bulb on the slit) and takes in the massive tip, and slowly works his way to the first set of piercings. BUT, Hob underestimated just how big Dream was gonna be and also just how different the piercings would feel, because by the time the first rung pops inside, his eyes are already rolling back, and his legs are jelly from the pleasure wracking up his spine. And Hob wonders, not for the first time, exactly how he would survive this ordeal without begging for mercy.

-Yan Anon <3

Ngl I'm slightly drunk so may not be the most coherent but omg,,, yan anon,,, I am in heaven. Piercings and riding and spanking? Yeah. Fuck yeah.

It's the sensitivity that does it for Hob. He's used to something big and thick, he's used to being edged (kinda), his tolerance for this stuff is high. But the piercings, man. They hit different, literally. They touch parts of Hob that have never been touched, that he never knew could be so sensitive. The bulb is bad enough, stretching his rim so much he's sure he's gonna tear (he doesn't, but the pain is oh so good). Once Dream’s cock is actually inside, the drag of metal and flesh is just too much!!! The cold vs the hot, the hard vs the soft. It makes his chest heave and his thighs tremble, and he has to squeeze the base of his own dick to fend off his orgasm. Dream tutts softly and grabs him by the wrists, holding his hands behind his back so he can't even do that. He's helpless, sinking down on the massive, unrelenting length that rubs every inch of his walls until the bulb at the head is clearly visible as a bulge in his lower belly.

Because I'm weak for spanking, I like to think that Hob utterly fails in his mission and cums when he's only got half of Dream’s cock inside, so he gets brutally fucked and spanked at the same time. Maybe Dream spanks Hob’s pierced chest as well as his arse so he's absolutely screaming by the end.

#yan anon #dreamling #nsft #the sandman

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msmerrysunshine13 · 1 month

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so the quarry FINALLY came out on gamepass and i just finished my first play through so i thought id show you guys how i did

THE QUARRY SPOILERS AHEAD

i somehow missed a path, but i think it's cause i chose to cut dylan's hand off

Total Playtime: 11hrs 26min 30s

Emma

Died (im slow and missed the quick time)

Kaitlyn

Died (i forgot about the rabbit)

Jacob

Died (i couldn't figure out the cage thing )

Dylan

Died (kaitlyn's a bitch)

Ryan

Alive

Laura

Alive

Max

Alive

Nick

Alive

Abi

Alive

Kaylee

Died (duh..)

Caleb

Alive

Travis

Alive

Constance

Died (she was ugly)

Jedediah

Died (i hate old men)

Bobby

Died (i stabbed him :])

Chris

Died (i had to make sure ryan survived)

Silas

Died (fuck that bitch)

Evidence

7/10

Freakshow Fire

7/9

Hackett History

13/19

Camp History

7/12

Tarot

14/22

Paths

-Laura and Max

•Laura tried to help Max after he was attacked in the storm shelter.

•Max was concerned about Laura's well-being in the prison.

•Laura was sympathetic to Max over his rejection letter.

•Laura was supportive of Max during their imprisonment.

-Above the Law

□Laura lied to the cop about the accident on the road.

□Laura tried to make a grab for Travis' gun when they were talking in the cell.

□Laura used the syringe on Travis during her and Max's escape.

□Laura shot Constance in the head.

□In a fit of rage, Laura killed Jedediah.

□Travis decided to work with Laura to find Silas.

- A Fool's Errand

▪︎Jacob uncoupled the fuel line when sabotaging the minivan.

▪︎Jacob's tampering cause the minivan to catch alight.

▪︎Due to Jacob's actions, the minivan can't be repaired.

-Down the Rabbit Hole

¤Abi chose to help Emma break into the cabin.

¤Abi was able to explore inside the cabin

¤Abi put the forgotten toy in her bag.

¤Abi left her backpack in the lodge kitchen.

¤Kaitlyn, Abi, and Nick were able to hide in the cabin without alerting the creature.

¤Dylan was bitten by the creature when trying to hook up the feedback loop.

¤With nothing to use as a distraction, Kaitlyn hid in the freezer and froze to death.

-Playing with Fire

◇Emma chose not to take the fireworks with her.

◇Emma fired the shotgun into the air when rejoining the others.

-Watch Your Step

☆Dylan opened the trapdoor in Chris' office.

☆Dylan loosened a rung on the ladder.

☆The ladder rung broke when Abi climbed up.

-Pieces of Silver

~Abi came to Nick's aid when he was attacked in the woods.

~Abi shot Nick in the poolhouse, and he fled out the window.

~Abi offered Laura her bracelet to fashion into a silver bullet.

-Finders Keepers

♤Ryan struggled to navigate through the woods.

♤Ryan heard a rustling in the bushes but didn't shoot. Nick came stumbling out.

-Distraction

♡Jacob threw dirt at the hunter to distract him.

♡Jacob escaped the hunter.

♡Ryan heard a rustling in the bushes but didn't shoot.

♡Jacob was captured by the hunters.

-Helping Hand

♧Ryan decided to sever Dylan's hand.

♧Ryan used a chainsaw to sever Dylan's hand.

♧Dylan's infection stopped spreading.

-The White Whale

○Laura did not shoot Travis when escaping her cell.

○Ryan shot Chris Hackett with silver, curing his line of infection.

○Ryan survived the ordeal at the Hackett House.

○Laura, Travis, and Ryan decided to work together to find Silas.

○Laura, Travis, and Ryan run Silas down after he attacked the car.

○Laura killed Silas, ending his line of infection and curing every living person who was bitten at Hackett's Quarry.

-Teambuilding

●Dylan and Kaitlyn went to the scrapyard to find a working vehicle.

●Dylan and Kaitlyn worked together to escape the scrapyard.

●Abigail found a silver shell in the stormshelter.

●Kaitlyn has Dylan's company in the lodge.

●Kaitlyn ignored the office door and ran to the kitchen.

●Kaitlyn abandoned Dylan to Caleb.

-Love's Labours Lost

■Ryan decided to free Jacob from the basement.

■Ryan could not figure out the cage doors.

■Laura and Ryan heard more of Travis and Constance's conversation.

■Jacob remained in the basement.

■All the cage doors opened when Laura broke the fusebox.

■The werewolf killed Jacob in the basement.

-A Pound of Flesh

°Ryan chose not to remove the knife from his stab wound.

°Ryan had to be careful not to exacerbate his injury as he fled from Bobby.

°Ryan removed the knife from his wound and stabbed Bobby.

°Ryan chose to accept Laura's offer to bite him.

°Bobby was weakened and unable to defend himself against Chris.

°Ryan was saved from blood loss.

Achievements

22/40

#the quarry #my heart hurts after my playthrough #i made so many wrong choices

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