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‼️JJK Chapter chapter 247 spoilers below‼️

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A short recap of Sukuna vs Higuruma 😭🤣

YEA PLEASE???... I WOULD DIVORCE SCAR BRO PLEASE!!!

Bruh I was crying- can we marry this man in game please?!

Little Handsome Pretty Princess<3333

my husband

Got me begging on my knees for a man that looks like him....

The way ARTHUR MORGAN smokes had always had you captivated. The way his lips pursed on the exhale, the corners of his mouth quirked up as he listened to you talk. He'd entertain your rambles much longer than he needed to, mostly because it gave him an excuse to look at you. He'd set you all comfortable and close on his thigh, his hand on the small of your back as he nodded along. "You don't say.." He'd mumble, brushing your hair from your face. "Are you even listening to me?" The words were sharp but no malice was intended. After all, you made yourself sound stupid just to watch the way he smoked. Who really was dumber here? He laughed at your accusation, his head rolling back, giving you a view of his Adam's apple and how it bobbed. "Course I am, keep goin' on about ol' miss Grimshaw.." You rolled your eyes, that subject passing long ago. You plucked the cigarette from his fingers, flicking it away. "I think I know how I can keep your attention." You were bored of his lack of serious attention and his cigarette. He leaned up, waiting for this moment, it always happened. Sooner or later, you'd get tired of his games and take matters into your own hands. "Oh, is that right?" He goaded you, giving you that self satisfied smile. "Oh, yes, mister Morgan.." He leaned up, meeting the kiss you were initiating when your hands held his cheeks. It was sloppy, rushed, you'd take him in the chair he sat in at his tent. "You never pay attention to me.." The expression you gave him bordered on puppy dog eyes. "'M sorry, lemme fix that." His hands dragged you over to straddle his lap, kissing at your neck. "Keep talkin', you got my attention." The kisses stole your breath, hands threading through his hair, as you tried to think. What stupid story were you telling, it was mundane, it was.. exciting. No, he's exciting. His mouth is hot, his scruff distracting, his hands on your breast. "Fuck. Um.." He laughed, sucking the skin just under your jaw as his free hand slid under your skirt. "Now, is that the way a lady talks?" What were you saying? You grasped at straws in your head until his fingers found your folds. He wet his lips as he watched your brain struggle behind your eyes, his fingers slipping in to the knuckle. "Poor thing.." He chuckled as you gave up on words, rocking your hips against his hand. "This the attention you wanted, pretty girl?" He smirked at the way you panted and nodded to his words, barely able to pay attention.

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please read this if you don’t support the fucking genocide

there are palestinian kids who should be in school, getting ready for a new semester. they should be procrastinating their homework, texting their friends. they should get to go home when they feel unsafe or upset.

instead, the school year was suspended on november 6th. over 200 schools have been bombed. more than 7,870 children have been killed. kids do not have a safe place. anywhere. their homes are being destroyed and their schools are being destroyed and the places they used to hang out at and eat at and shop at and pray at and mourn at and live at are actively being destroyed

people of palestine, of all ages, should be living their lives. they should be having normal experiences. they should be going to the movies or redecorating their rooms or celebrating birthdays or scrolling their phones for no reason. but they’re not. they’re not allowed to have the comfort of mindless human joy without constant threat and fear and bloodshed, and it is the fault of israel, the united states, and other fucked corrupt governments.

there have been close to 20,000 palestinian deaths, almost 2.2 million people displaced, and an estimated half of those people face starvation.

we need to fucking do something. the fact that the US still refuses to support a ceasefire is disgusting and evil. the claim that all anti-israeli statements are based in antisemitism is hurting both the people of palestine and jewish people worldwide.

here’s some things you can do:

-donate if you can or ask someone you know to donate

-sign a petition to demand a ceasefire

-fill out a form to email your representative. then do it again. then do it again. then do it again.

-boycott and avoid all companies on this list that you can (especially now that the holidays are rolling around: buy from independent stores, non-big name brands)

-spam text your friends and family with this post and these links

-reblog to spread awareness, interact with other posts that give instructions for direct action, follow palestinian voices

-instead of feeling guilt or denying yourself personal happiness, do all you can to make a difference. it doesn’t matter if you don’t have money to donate or if you’re a minor. you can always contact representatives or sign petitions

DO NOT LET THE GENOCIDE CONTINUE.

I love this so much thank you! ♡♡♡

Starlit Night

Pairing: Diavolo x f!reader (I think you can read it as gn too)

Rating: fluff, confessing, just pure love <3

Word count: 940

Author’s note: this is a request made by @angielol hope you like it!!

The beautiful evening in the Devildom continued, and as you and Lord Diavolo walked hand in hand through the palace gardens, the air seemed to hum with excitement. The moon and stars above shone with a radiant glow, mirroring the affectionate glances exchanged between you and the charming ruler. As you found yourselves in a secluded area of the gardens, surrounded by blooming flowers and the soft glow of fireflies, the atmosphere felt incredibly romantic. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only you and Diavolo, lost in each other's gaze. Diavolo gently cupped your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing against your cheeks.

“You know, ever since you arrived in the Devildom, my heart has felt lighter and happier,” he confessed, his voice soft and earnest. Your heart skipped a beat, captivated by the sincerity in his eyes and his tender touch. “And you’ve brought so much warmth and joy into my life,” you replied, your voice filled with affection. Diavolo smiled, a blush coloring his cheeks as he continued, “My dear, I’ve come to realize that I cherish you deeply. Your strength, kindness, and unwavering spirit have captured my heart completely.”

You felt your cheeks heat up in response, a mix of joy and nervousness swirling within you. "Diavolo, I... I feel the same way," you admitted, your gaze never leaving his. "You're more than just the ruler of the Devildom to me. You're someone who makes me feel cherished and loved, and I can't imagine my life without you." In that moment, Diavolo's eyes seemed to light up with happiness, and a sense of elation filled the air. His grip on your hands tightened slightly as he drew you closer, until there was barely any space between you.

"Then let me show you just how much you mean to me," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. With gentle intensity, Diavolo leaned in, his lips meeting yours in a tender and passionate kiss. Time seemed to stand still as you felt the softness of his lips against yours, the gentle touch sending shivers down your spine. It was a moment of pure bliss, the world around you fading away, leaving only the two of you wrapped in the warmth of each other's embrace.

When the kiss finally broke, Diavolo rested his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with yours. "You've stolen my heart completely," he murmured, his voice filled with adoration. "And I promise to cherish and protect you, for as long as you'll have me." A content smile graced your lips as you replied, "I'll have you for as long as you'll have me, Diavolo. I can't wait to see what the future holds for us." His eyes sparkled with hope and affection, and he placed a loving kiss on your forehead. "Together, we'll face anything that comes our way," he declared. With Diavolo by your side and the stars above as witness, you knew that your love story was just beginning. In the Devildom's embrace, you felt a sense of belonging and contentment, knowing that you had found your place in the heart of Lord Diavolo, the ruler who would cherish and love you unconditionally.

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HE IS JUST UGH!!!! I need him...

your ass is mine solivan