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I've already put this out, but I figured I'd try to make another post going over it so I can flesh it out more.
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I just watched a video about students getting their papers falsely flagged for using AI, even when they didn’t, and the advice was things like, “Leave in incorrect grammar,” “If you’re quoting something, don’t copy and paste it, type it out manually because it leaves a metadata trail that you used the copy/paste function and that's a flag,” “Write in the cloud so there’s a version history,” and the one that really got me, “if you find you write in a manner that can sounds too robotic or professional and it gets flagged, go to the writing center so a writing tutor can help you sound more humanly flawed,” and like what the actual fuck.
Like I get that is practical advice, but people should not have to fucking do that. They should not have to train themselves around not sounding like AI, when AI only sounds like that BECAUSE it was trained on them.
I spent so much of my life learning how to write, I shouldn't have to unlearn that because some computer algorithm learned from me.
Help I need to do my thesis but can’t concentrate at all, for weeks I’ve been thinking about doing omegaverse sukugo and can’t come up with critical thinking asides from Gojo being in heat and taking it up the ass
what if, pegging bsf!gojo for the first time to see what it's like, just for the lols, for fun... haha... hey. hey. pegging- *taps microphone* is this thing on?
18+
the thing about best friends is that you shouldn’t be able to text them “can i peg you for science ?” and get an immediate “only if it’s cute lol” in response.
but you’re best friends with satoru gojo.
so now he’s shirtless in your bed, in socks and nothing else. the dildo is sparkly, suction base. maybe a little too pretty for how vulgar this is about to get. satoru props himself on his elbows, squinting at it between his thighs.
“why does it look like a sailor moon wand?”
“because i have taste. plus you said you’d do it if it was cute.”
he sighs, mock-plaintively. “i say a lot of things when i’m bored.”holding eye contact, you lube up with an satisfying squelch and watch his blue eyes flick there, then back to you.
“it’s cute. very you.”
“aw,” you pout, adjusting the harness snug as he lay on his stomach. “wanna experience what i feel like, then?”
“mmhm. you sure this doesn’t mean anything?”
you press a chaste kiss to the base of his spine. “you’re my best friend, toru. i just want to bully you recreationally.”
he flips you off, his face a rosy pink. “fuck you.”
“working on it.”
he shudders when the first finger pushes in. tight, clenched around you, you rest your palm on the small of his back, allowing him a moment to adjust before adding a second. a muffled groan breaks through the pillow. “fu-uck—what the fuck-”
“breathe, princess.” your middle finger crooks again. his stomach lifts off the mattress while the rest of him bucks forward. leaking cock leaves a smear on the sheets. when you pull out your fingers, he turns to look at you over his shoulder. eyes glassy, one side of his cheek flushed a deeper pink from rubbing against your sheets.
he moans when the tip pushes in. entry is slow, inch by inch, his hole swallows it. not an easy feat to accomplish, as the untrained muscles keep contracting. he trembles around every inch. the second you bottom out, his spine arches so violently you damn near almost fall forward trying to keep hold.
“you’re fucking kidding,” hoarse, nearly panicked. “you didn’t say it’d feel like that.”
“too much?”
he shakes his head with his trademark arrogance. “nah. i’m the strongest.” an experimental roll of your hips has him meeting your thrusts without realising, chasing the angle with erratic little ruts of his hips. a drawn-out sob, followed by a breathless groan that ends in an erotic squeak.
“shiiit. okay. f-fuck. again, please do it again, ”
you oblige, thrusting in a somewhat steady pace. his hand moves instinctively to jerk himself, but his palm slips and he whimpers instead—pitiful, shaking, humping into the bed like a dog in heat. “f-fuck, there—fuck me, yeah right there-”
“you’re clenching so hard toru,” flattening a palm between his shoulder blades, you guide him down as the strap plunges in even deeper. “trying to milk silicone?”
“shut up ‘m gonna fucking come!” satoru keens. “hngmm don’t, please don’t stop—” the next thrust sends him right over. hot cum spills across the bedsheets in thick, pearlescent spurts. arms giving out, he collapses onto the mess he made, muscles still fluttering weakly through the aftershocks. the dildo stays sheathed inside, buried to the hilt.
“…that’s crazy,”
“so you liked it?”
“you’re gonna marry me,” muffled by the pillow. “bitch.”
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͏❥ Giyuu Tomioka who purposefully moves closer to your ear when he’s about to cum because he knows how turned on you get when he moans and whimpers, especially when he’s loud about it 🤍🤍
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sorry if I seem a little distracted today I was desperately jerking off to your pictures last night, yeah I was rutting into my hand until I was flush and panting out your name. my head rolled back in pleasure at one point, I mean it just feels so good to get off to you, I actually came into my boxers and made a huge mess. yeah it’s honestly kind of embarrassing how quickly I finished thinking about you. so if I seem a little off today you know why.
+18, smut, lil babble drabble, Oral (male receiving)
“Ah, fuck baby—!” He’s moaning, hands buried in your hair as you go down on his dick. He’s not exactly pushing you down, he’s more grounding himself by maintaining a steady grip.
As you take his cock, your mind flashes to twenty minutes ago.
You were making out with with Takuma when he made a confession.
That he has hyperspermia.
You giggle and told that Hyperspermia is a myth.
He did try to explain himself before you undid his belt and pulled down his pants.
Now, he is seconds away from cumming down your throat and you were going to humble him so hard.
Hyperspermia is a joke, it doesn’t exist.
Takuma tenses up and forces you to take the base as he’s cumming.
Your eyes blown wide, hands clawing and slapping at his thighs. His load pours down your throat, it’s not thin and stringy like you expected.
It’s thick and goes heavy down your throat. It’s too much to take in one go.
You pop off and pant heavy as he continues spill on your face. Thick, white, hot spunk messes up on your cheek and lips.
After a few more seconds, Takuma’s tapped out. Flaccid cock heavy against his thigh and his cum heavy in your tummy.
“What the fuck?”
“Huh?” Confusion paints his face.
“What supplements are you taking?” You point a accusing finger at his left pec.
“Babe, I swear. It’s no supplements.” He tries tucking himself back into his pants but he’s stopped when you grab his wrists and push him into his back.
“I’ll have to check again and see if it’s a one time thing.”
he lays on his back, signaling with his hands that he wants you to come there. you carefully hoist your legs over his body, pressing your core down against him as he continues to lie down.
underneath you, you can feel his hard pulsing member. smirking, his hands grip into the fatty flesh of your hips, holding you in place so that you can’t squirm. he can see it in your eyes, how flushed you are at being so close to his dick—something you had yet to take. his poor baby still a little inexperienced, virgin.
it’s undeniable that you want him, though, especially with the glassy doe eyes you flash to him as friction begins to build up.
he drags you against his clothed cock, letting your covered clit throb.
“it feels good, doesn’t it?” he can feel himself itching to tease you further— but he doesn’t want to be cruel to his baby. “let me make you feel good, princess, just relax.”
you nod for him, trying to chase the high he’s providing you. you can imagine the way veins trace over his pretty cock, how his balls sit heavy, waiting to empty themselves inside of you, how his mushroom tip is probably flushed and oozing.
your hips circle over his shaft while a string of whimpers escape passed your lips, ignoring how embarrassing it feels to let out such lewd sounds. reaching forward, you hold a fistful of his t-shirt in your hands, anchoring yourself to him.
“rub that clit onto me, baby, just like that, yeah. can you feel how hard you make me?” he softly pants, his own hips thrusting up slowly. “makes me wanna fuck you right now. watch you squirm on my cock.”
another mewl leaves your throat, and he can tell you’re unraveling. your thighs tremble, clenching together, trying to avoid eye contact as you rut your hips forward like you’ve never had an orgasm so good.
but he can’t let the sight pass right before his eyes. his hand slips free from your waist, grabbing your jaw, forcing you to look at him while you ride out your high. you call out for him, ashamed of how soaked your panties feel.
“that’s right, pretty girl, say my name. show me how bad you want me to turn you into a slut.”
sigh i have a corruption kink too i guess … def wanna write more like this
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sometimes, when you’re on top- which satoru loves, because he gets to be lazy- he’ll do finger guns at you. full on pew pew, while you’re riding him like you have some dignity left.
"look at you go, yeehaw! my little cowgirl-"
“stop talking.”
but he does not stop. he starts to make horse noises instead. he neighs. you vow to break up with him on the spot- but he flips you under him halfway through and makes you forget.
and god help you if you make an embarrassing noise. he will repeat it back to you- but so exaggerated. high pitched and mocking, giggling through it all.
“did you just go ‘mngh- ahh!’? do it again, do it again- c’mon-"
you tell him you hate him. he kisses the tip or your nose in response.
“you love me. my little dolphin, ee-ee-ee!”
and the worst part? he refuses to stop. he'll keep the bit going way after. you'll be in the shower trying to scrub the shame off, and he’ll lean on the doorframe, towel around his hips, "ahhh~ toru, so big~!" then cackle like a gremlin while you throw the shampoo bottle at him.
he'll do it in front of nanami, too. just to watch his soul leave his body. you'll call him on speaker to ask if he wants anything from the store- “yeah, get more milk, we used it all. you know, when you were all- ‘ah, ah, ahhh!" and nanami just… sighs. loudly. contemplates calling hr even though there is no hr.
sometimes he doesn’t even do the voice. he’ll just look at you across a restaurant table and mouth your moans back at you. the smirk is unbearable, annoying- but so him. he knows you know exactly what he’s referencing, and he lives for that split second of horror on your face before you kick him hard under the table.
you swear he’s the only man alive who could ruin the mood and make it ten times better.
