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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“what’s significant to you, ryo?”

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

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

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

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

that is what’s significant to him.

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Oh my god. What about a fic that follows the story of beauty and the beast, except the Reader is Belle and the beast is Heian era Sukuna 🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️

YES GAWDDDDDD

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Board games with uncle Sukuna :)

They are taking this thing seriously, already take the cards out of the game

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Definitely my fav Gojo hairstyle

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couldn't find an exact artist. saw a comment on pinterest that suggested (with no evidence) that this was done by an animator at mappa.

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Once again, Satoru as Ghostface 🔪

More on X ➡️✨ Spicy here!

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…DRABBLE CHALLENGE 2024

DAY 21: BELIEF

pairing: levi ackerman x reader

summary: this one was difficult for some reason 🫣. for @thedrabblecollective 100 world drabble challenge.

You lay on Levi, tracing the line of his jaw. His eyes, heavy-lidded with sleep look up at you, eyebrow cocked.

"What?" he grunted.

"Admiring the view," you murmured, your fingers lingering on the curve of his jaw.

He rolls his eyes. "View?"

"Yup," you say. "I believe you're quite nice to look at."

Levi's gaze sharpened. "And is this belief of yours you trying to get something out of me?"

"Mmm, maybe." you whisper, pressing a quick kiss to his jaw.

��Hmpf…brat.” He rolls his eyes before turning his face, surprising you by capturing your lips in a kiss.

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bout to show shibuya a real incident

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Levi helping to take the gears off of you after every expedition cause he knows you're dead tired and you can't tell me those ODM shit isn't a bitch to take off.

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Once again, Satoru as Ghostface 🔪

More on X ➡️✨ Spicy here!

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Sukuna never makes love, he fucks. except for you, maybe.

he can’t fully wrap his head around the concept you so sweetly paint for him, sex, making love, is all the same.

until he understands it’s not, and that little detail, slow pace and perhaps a few gentle touches make a huge difference. and it catches you so off guard when he actually does.

Sukuna is a bit grumpy even, not fully staring into your eyes, perhaps embarrassed of his eyes giving away how you got him wrapped around your finger, all while his cock sinks so damn slow inside you, and his hips move, grind and thrust in an uncharacteristically slow way. hands that normally would have been squeezing your ass or hips, are now on your thighs, soft, caressing, and the way he’s holding back very much visible through the bulging veins.

he’s just utterly and madly in love, leaning to plant a sloppy —that tries to be sweet— kiss as soon as you’re about to question him. he loves you, but please don’t tease him that much.

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And again

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humanity's baddest bitch

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I need something to read about this. Booktok!Reader x Biker! Sukuna

SUKUNA RYOMEN

biker sukuna

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I need a whole fic of this now 😭

Biker!Sukuna whose blacked out Yamaha YZF-R1 you hear from a mile away, sputtering and grunting with nothing but 1000cc of raw power down the highway. The empty night air only echoing the sound back at him which gives the man the most wicked grin under the mask.

Biker!Sukuna who can't shake the feeling of somebody watching him and finally gives his head a little tilt to find your eyes tracing the dark ink running across his exposed arms. Your mouth was even dropped open a little in awe.

Biker!Sukuna who looks around before gliding over to the passenger’s side of your best friend’s car, pressing his ginormous, gloved hand to the window to tease you a little. He chuckles when you press your much smaller hand against the glass where his rests.  

You, eyeing the thick, muscular thighs of Biker!Sukuna, straddling the beast of a vehicle, pelvis pressed into his seat as he leaned forward slightly and strayed from your window. 

Biker!Sukuna who cockily blows you a kiss, bracing himself as he jerks the throttle and speeds off his exit, his bike roaring and coughing flames.

You can barely focus on your book on the way home, plagued by the thoughts of him. And pissed Biker!Sukuna cuts his workout short because everytime he shuts his eyes to push through the end of a set, he sees the face of the pretty girl from the highway. How pathetic.

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My dyslexia ignored the "in the fking face" part and I wasn't sure if I wanted to ask for your therapist number or volunteer tbh.

Pd, i love your art 💜

my therapist gave me the green light to slap cunts in the fking face after i told him this is me needing to take action and ill bear the consequences so im taking this hour to compose myself and then its blood for blood

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AAAHHH