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To him, it is both pitiful and a compliment to desire the consumption of his flesh. To be desired in any other form would be strange to him, truly.

Why, if not for power, would a being seek him out?

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i am now LEGALLY allowed to bully and embarrass my own son on top of making dad jokes. also: Sukuna is now, officially, a DILF. you’re welcome.

@malxshrine is now yuuji’s dad 👌

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To be loved by Sukuna in any capacity at all, of any intensity, is to be possessed and kept. He is not for love that is lukewarm, but all consuming. if he must be left to the blaze, let it consume him to a conflagration of an inferno eternal.

do not come to him with lukewarm love for he will chew you up and spit you out in the very intensity of the breath of HIM.

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Someone asked me once, if Sukuna has two meaty poles dangling down there ...

Yes, but more so in the way that one of them works a lot like his mouths. The malleability of his body allows him to form another, because one has to notice he’s only two people from the waist up not necessarily the waist down. It’s literally able to be tucked into his body.

You’re welcome or something.

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          𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀❟ 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 :

Sukuna has very many redeeming qualities mired in shades of confidence, pride, and violence. You realize that he’s silly, that he takes himself seriously and doesn’t at the same time. The same mouth that claimed someone can’t do a thing to him, praises that same person in the next breath. The weak show him what they are made of and he sees; his mouth opens to give them the truth. always the truth.

Telling someone the truth of their ability, tenacity, and power does not diminish his own nor does it harm his pride ANY.

Sukuna has very many redeeming qualities to the point that someone is endeared to him, and then, you see him unhinge his jaw to swallow a fucking mother ... and her child later on. do not think desirable qualities are synonymous with the good aligned. or that heroes cannot be truly terrible people. They can, and often are.

Hercules is the best fit for this analogy. both the gods and humans hated Hercules to the point that the gods begged Zeus to punish him severely. every last one of them. and that is not often expanded upon much, because how could someone do good deeds and be a trashcan person at the same damn time? very easily.

Sukuna is like this in reverse and it’s supposed to be this way. It is good that he is this way. Why? because one-dimensional characters begat one-dimensional feelings along with them. He’s cartoonishly evil almost, it’s true. the more we’re privy to the more it makes sense why he’s so dramatic and more than makes sense why the sound of this dramatic bitch’s name is enough to make people LOSE THEIR SHIT — enough so that people make the STUPIDEST decisions in concern to him.

We see him get folded by Go-joe so easily to show how drastic one finger is to having just ONE more to boost his power. I’ve seen quite a few people take this to mean he should be wrote off completely. I can GUARENTEE you this was on purpose. Sukuna passively gains cursed energy. he BREATHES and the next moment gains more strength. and these comparisons people make to his fingers ( even Gege himself out of a need to misdirect people ) and another character’s strength are to the Sukuna from a thousand years ago. I BET YOU. it’s hard for a character that is in pieces to be measured accurately, especially one that grows stronger without even needing to do much. hence why this odyssey to get his fingers to make it an actual effort; growth.

when I took Sukuna I said to myself, violence for the sake of it is empty fun. anyone can roleplay someone without a heart, because people wish they could leave theirs at the door and be terrible. but villains who are more decent than some of the heroes and do deplorable things are top tier. It’s my jam. My entire love.

You’ll never see me excuse Sukuna, but you can bet he’ll do something so sweet in one moment, be sassy the next, and follow it up by suplexing jesus on the cross while small children are barbequed because he is morally wrong. and he is only wrong, because he does whatever he wants. he destroys whatever he feels like. he eats people.

and yet, I endeavor to keep Sukuna reachable. he is uniquely able to be weak and strong at the same time. it does not diminish his character to be silly, to have him fail, to watch him get folded. He is someone that loves to fight, first and foremost. he will never take a loss seriously as he is because he is not HIMSELF right now. it is prime real estate to just be somewhere between absolute domination and ‘ i’d fight GODS, and even if I lost, bitch, i’m not afraid and do it againn cause i can ’. 

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❛❛    its    just    gonne    be    me    and    @shometsu    at       the    end    of    all    this.    ❜❜    obnoxiously    kisses    at    him,    ❛❛    aren't    you    excited    baby?    I    am.    ❜❜

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The moment Sukuna gets his body back, I swear. All that haha, kekeke, he's so funny is gone. There will be no monologue, no ‘haha, I win’ / ‘ i will kill you ’. No mad grinning and flexing of his hand just to remind the world that he is back. He's going to hate it, because there will be no engagement. There is only going to be dead-eyed carnage and no, he will not spare you. No, you cannot join him. Anyone that is with him will not be around or they'll get fed hands too.

He tires of the mewling. The aching eons spent feeding the world, engorging it full of him, and now, it would be time to collect what is owed him — his dues.

It is a passionless act of wrath.

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Sukuna is the very image of the divine that delights in tearing its flesh to shreds to be eaten again and again. To bless the dead, to bless the living, with pieces of his body in a bid to rise once again within the bodies of those that serrated jaws to swallow him down. Sukuna births himself within the forms of those that impose upon him, his power, and simply burrows deeper, and deeper, still into the body of those he has chosen to bear.

And it is symbolic to be offered bits of him and be hungry for more, he is delighted to be desired this way. Sewing seeds of chaos across the planet ( he would be lying if he said it were all ).

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                               𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀❜𝐒 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 :

By now, I'm fairly certain people know about the folklore and myth surrounding the actual Ryomen Sukuna concerning the monstrosity that terrorized Japan.

𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫: Two conjoined twins ( bound at the waist and sharing the inner ribs between the two ) were treated as freaks by the entirety of their small fishing village. Even their parents were horrified by the creature that come about their union, so they sold their sons into slavery.

Though awkward in their movements, they were very, very strong. Though they were called ‘Nashi’ by anyone that bothered to address them,

The two boys had named each other in secret. The older one, Naoki ( "tree of truth" ), was the strong one in both body and personality; a boy that held to his truth even when it could land him in trouble. A trouble maker in the making, he was a prodigy in that he only needed to see something physically executed once to be able to perform right the first time. The child of great courage and great darkness held a unique sort of dislike for those that complained of their woes and never once in their lives tried to correct a single thing about it.

The younger was Asa ( "morning" ). The parasitic twin that latched onto the older one and hasn't let go, a bit weak in that he was quite literally leeching the life of his older brother through no fault of his own. A sweet child, a smart child, full of love and life but quiet. He tempered Naoki's darker tendencies that grew from the desire to fight back when wronged but grew some of his own in the way of knowing where to hit a man to make them go down through avid thirsts for knowledge. When Asa did something, he did it no matter how many times it was right or wrong. A real love for picking apart actions and results to study why and what was happening in each one.

Their relationship with one another was one that held not a single bit of hate or resentment for the other. It was a pure thing born of an older brother willing to give himself to keep the younger around for longer and the younger unconditionally grateful for the brother he has. Even when the worst came, they had each other. Through sickness, physical abuse, and the first three years of their life spent in ridicule.

He doesn't quite remember what the man who bought them at the age of five had for a name. Sukuna has lost a few of his original memories to time and the ritual itself. All he remembers about him is the smell of kareishu, sandalwood, and moss as though he spent his time in ponds or old, unsanitary, or abandoned bathhouses. He always spoke of the two as miracles, marvels of both medicine and cursed energy. Remnants of a clan wiped out so long ago by war and famine even sorcerers had scant records of their existence.

The man was from a religious sect of people, The Daisākuru, now long buried by Sukuna's own hand. They believed that gods and demons were the same; curses and sorcerers were as well. The only difference between the two was the function of these things in direct opposition to one another. Demons were divine entities that chose to do things in their own order; now it is their function to abhor and fight the gods that follow their natural rhythm. In doing so, they then create their own rhythm to follow. Curses are humans weak to influence or have weakened to this influence to be overwhelmed and deformed by power. Sorcerers are humans that do not bow to power but change its flow as they desire.

The most radical of the Daisākuru were those that believed only the gods could erase this evil they endure as both sorcerers and priests. They followed the no-faced Ebon god of chaos, and therefore, order.

Their first few years in the compound were spent training, eating, and becoming healthy. Around the same time every month, they were placed in great contests in which they were to fight other children to the death. All considered special, high-potential trainees that have been training since they were in diapers. They were pitted to the death every year of their life and the opponents only seemed to grow in age until they were fifteen and fighting men almost twice their age with far more experience. Exercising cucrses and culling competition was harrowing, but it was life. They were given food, clothing, and a place to lay their heads.

It wasn’t until they were seventeen the game changed completely. This time they were stuck in the room with men and women of all ages, a year with only enough food for them to survive for two months. Given the most food to survive on, they were targets from almost day one.

Non one knows how. No one knows what happened. The twins survived, but they were no better than feral, ferocious creatures that stayed to their own and trusted no one.

Chained to an unknown ritual circle, the twins were subjected to the ritual of binding. Every ritual performed thus far was a failure, but in the twin’s case it was a success. The Daisākuru have been trying to bind gods to mortal form since the ritual had been found almost five hundred years ago. They hoped to bind the ebon god’s face of justice to a mortal body that wouldn’t hesitate to do what needed to be. In reality, this ritual only served to introduce the hand of wrath into a ritual meant to create new entities rather than bind old gods to form.

Before they could bind the newly formed Sukuna with rites that would put him under servitude and following a function dictated by his creators, the two twins personalities were allowed to fill in the gaps. Where they wanted a mortal bound god that would destroy curses in their entirety, they allowed him to desire revenge and wrath on the humans that did this to them. A creature that cared not for human nor curse.

Sukuna formed of a desire to be with each other for eternity is a being formed entirely of love. He loves himself most of all, a running dream, a conversation of two people, because it’s them against the world. Even as a new being entirely, they make up the truth of Sukuna. He loves very, incredibly deeply, obsessively, but it’s hard to get in between two people, isn’t it?

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Me thinking about the fact Sukuna is definitely into hunting. Enjoys chasing someone down and taking them wherever it is they land or get captured. So feral claiming what he's taken down, hunted, and teased for hours on end. No matter who his prey is he operates in a manner that wears them down either by psychologically exhausting them and ramping up adrenaline to make the crash all the more apparent.

In other words, he's an asshole that weaves in and out of catching and touching just to drag it out. It's all the sweater for him.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ━━ ✦ ❝ 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐋. ❞ uttered soft, purred reverberation, drowned complacent as is nature. Hunched broad on haunches at his own altar, his body the temple to all-consuming religion, cult overgrown like stone bulbs in the darkness. Feet pressed toe to heel against the body, spread to the span of shoulders, sitting mighty on the edge of miracles. Flowered plenty in rose gold, shining, ashen bloomed explosions in a starlight-bright supernova.

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐒𝐔𝐍    :  𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒔.

FULL NAME :          Sukuna Ryomen.

TITILES :          THE DEMON LORD OF WRATH.

NICKNAMES :          Mutt, Dog, Hellhound, Puppy.

SPECIES :          Demon.

MORALITY :      chaotic neutral.

SINS :      lust / greed / gluttony / sloth / pride / envy / wrath.

VIRTUES :      chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice.

GOALS :      to keep Morsmonte unoccupied by those he did not approve of.

SECRETS :      He was sacrificed to the darkness for the life of the Empire’s heir.

𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇  𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑  :  𝒑𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍.

Toting two broad, black, ram horns decorated in stone bulbs and flowers, onyx, and garnets, strung up by small black pearls. smaller red horns formed around his hairline like an infernal crown, cloaked at the top edge with burning bedlam. With an overall appearance more like a mixture between the one gained through his possession of Yuji and his original one, Sukuna’s eyes are a very pale, powder blue.

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓  𝐒𝐔𝐍  𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑   :  𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔.

SUN EATER.        shown by the ability to create a sun with a golden ring around darkness, the power is held in the plasma rings. Known as Coronakinesis, The users can shape, create and manipulate corona plasm, a type of plasma that surrounds the Sun and other celestial bodies and extends millions of kilometers into space, and is most easily seen during a total solar eclipse. The sun's corona is much hotter than the visible surface of the Sun.

DESTINY.        condensed ionized energy crushed in a vacuum to form an arrow at the point of his finger, a construct that can pierce the hardest of carapaces, cauterize wounds, and set the body ablaze when used in rapid succession.

BLACK HOLE SUN.        forming a blackened sun large enough to block an area off of natural sunlight empowers him to blaze brighter in the shadow cast overhead. A side effect is a crushing gravity formed around it as a natural defense against would-be attackers. The longer it is left to absorb the energy of the sun at its back, the more pressure it exerts.

RAMPAGE FORM ONE.         Growing several hundred feet tall, muscles bulging, puffing up like a peacock, he engorges on the energy fed to him by his artificially created eclipse. this form is by far the most violent. Taking on a more animal appearance, cattle skull forming over his head and standing on two cloven hooves. His control whites out to a simple chant of rage. Shown firing plasma beams from his flaming maw.

RAMPAGE FORM TWO.         Condensing his form to a much more manageable level, he retains his mind and keeps a more human form to him. Growing an extra set of arms for a total of six that continually pull in and eat his black hole sun.

CORONAE.         Forming a ring of smaller black hole suns of varying sizes, each can shoot small beams of plasma. having much smaller, but more tightly packed gravity means throwing them results in a sharp tug in their direction. As a result, they are best used to throw off trajectory at the right time of attacks. by absorbing an opponent's attacks, reversing gravity results in releasing a weaker beam of the same element ( unless the attacks are fire ).

CORONOVA.         Black Hole Suns can be detonated like bombs, releasing energy in a flash of flames and heat.

WORLD METOR.         Electromagnetic fields generated by his suns, metal can be attracted and repelled. by releasing his spears, he can attract them to gravitate around a mid-sized sun and be repelled in a continued circuit of attracting and repelling in rapid succession by his coronae. Cannot effect weapons made of alloys or purely made of a material that has no magnetic properties.

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋  𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐌����𝐍𝐓    :  𝒃𝒊𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒚.

The Empire practiced middle names given to them by the priestess of Elphine ( elf-een ) to those with the coin to be bestowed the name that would shape their fate and grant favor in the eyes of their gods — to the god that chose them. Only the royal family held the sight of the gods to receive more than one divine middle name. The eldest prince, Kichiro Obrimos Enyalios Okabe-Tsuchiya, mighty and warlike in tribute to the god of war that claimed the Okabe.

The Okabe family was a martial ducal second to none save the king and one other family of higher standing. This family held an unbroken line of distinguished generals and made up more than ⅔ the kingdom's army. In times of war, they were known as the sword that cut down the empire's enemies. A fancy way of saying they were the force that gave the Emperor, Masashi, the teeth he used to bare at and conquer his neighbors. No one would be wholly surprised if the reason he had even married the current empress was to keep that warmongering family tied to his side by blood rather than oaths.

No one in the Empire ever kept to their word or their oath. They spoke so much utter nonsense they forgot their words far too easily. Those that had trusted Masashi always ended up with a sword in their back, because Masashi was greedy by nature. And Kichiro helped him with a bloodthirsty glee hitherto unheard of in the people of the golden isles and their avarice.

Once born as servants to the fifth prince Noboru Clytometis Onishi-Tsuchiya ( blessed with only a single name and claimed by the forge god ), they were abhorred, squirreled away at the edge of the kingdom from prying eyes far north. They were rumored to be cast out from the royal capital by their own noble father for being hideous and monstrous ( false, they held no noble blood in their veins ). If Kichiro's family was the sword of the empire, then the Onishi dukedom was its shield.

The Onishi were a special case in the empire. Once kings of yore to the now demon infested and cold lands to the north, the Onishi dukedom was formed of an unbreakable alliance sworn on the river Colchis and written in blood between this empire and the kingdom of the north. Slowly the distance between the two kingdoms has grown even more massive and the territory that had belonged to the northern kingdom fell under the Empire's control until the king's of Onishi became vassal kings under the Tsuchiya. Masashi married the high queen Hanako to keep this massive territory under his control.

The only reason the fifth prince was a Duke rather than a king was that he had not been recognized by his maternal grandfather and granted the title king by his father. He may have had an army independent of the Empire's and vast in composition, but they were constantly defending the realm from both human and demonic threats. The man had no time at all to leave the people of Valendrei alone to fight the harsh winter and play devil's advocate against his enemies, even if it would give him an edge even his brother couldn't walk all over so easily.

He had no time to find someone that could help him any. He had very few allies and even fewer would send their sons or daughters to the dreary north to marry him either. Just the right name as his fiancée would be the catalyst he would need to claim even further than just a vassal king, he'd be a high king whose power and title would be formed naturally ( therefore, it couldn't be taken or demoted even by the Emperor himself ). These factors were ready enough to see the fifth prince to High Kingship, but...for some reason, he'd quietly left the capital and hasn't returned but a scant few times.

As close as the two twins were to Noboru, it meant they accompanied the prince to receive his name from the priestess. It was no accident that the twins received three very old, very forgotten names. Obsidianus Khthonios Soter, the black savior of the underworld, claimed by the Ebon God ( creator god of darkness & winter to his family's people ). An ominous name despite the savior, the empire thought. To have received just one was dangerous, they were pulled into a game of 'let's dethrone the royal family. The nobles wanted to enthrone them and murder them to get more appealing rulers. Stolen by the Okabe in the dead of night, they were sacrificed in the name of the first prince in the hopes to grant him another name to bolster his claim to the empire.

Claimed by the Ebon, the sacrifice caused him to stretch forth his hand to both deny the Okabe another name and allow the twins their one wish: to be together forever. Formed of a shared desire for wrath, and vengeance, they were thrown into the primordial demonic ooze and spit back out as a Demon of wrath. The only command written on his soul was to reclaim Valendrei from the interlopers after betraying his chosen people. Sukuna descended on the few towns and cities to clear away the citizens of the empire with extreme prejudice. After his rampages, the area was surrounded by an eternal, freezing cold that allowed neither travel into nor travel out of the area. Renamed Morsmonte by the beastmen, demons, and the Ebon gods chose, It was said to be exceedingly beautiful despite the strife it faced in the form of eternal cold and winter. Having withstood siege after siege after fighting so hard for a cruel, cold empire, they found that life under Sukuna was oddly very peaceful.

Despite having no prior memories, Noboru was spared by Sukuna for his maternal lineage and has been crafting Morsmonte's tech and weaponry for the kingdom while providing the newly appointed king advice. Advice that is typically ignored in favor of lounging. Sukuna has made it no secret that he only cared to protect the kingdom rather than govern it, a sentiment that is hardly respected by his advisors and council. As the only demon that held territory not in the demon world, his kingdom often encroached upon by demons ranging from middle-class to higher demons. Recognized as a demon lord level demon, it was formalized fairly quickly after decimating a former demon lord.

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Time in a tree by Raleigh Ritchie explains quite literally the crux of what is wrong with 'kuna in concerns to my origins headcanons.

I guess rules are there to break But I make mistakes like they were handed on a plate When I try to leave sometimes, I'm standing in the way I'm on the edge of crying all the time, 'cause I can't human Right

What a state I get wound up, from the ground up And I don't know why Turn the sound up, drown the noise out Swallow (whoa), don't cry Got an anxious heart, and it's stone made Can't take paper or heartbreak

Asa and Naoki have always been troublemakers, Naoki especially. The both of them have been treated like less than humans since they were born. Sold off by a family that thought they were MONSTERS for simply being born as hideous conjoined twins. Naoki has always made mistakes and gotten angry far too easily, too quick to resort to violence, but it’s always served to protect him and his brother.

Do you ever feel like, you could live a real life? Like everybody else in the real world, you could be a real girl? You could be a wizard, or you could be in NASA You could write fiction, you could tame raptors Most days I struggle and I get snappy Fuck all that, I just wanna be happy

Swimming against the current Am I wrong? Can you show me a warrant? Honestly, I'm a bomb Abhorrent I'm on it, I get it, I've got it I wanna be 10 again, just me and Sonic And nobody telling me I should be more than I am Back when I had a plan

Both have always wished to be normal in some form or fashion at some point in their life. There have been times, few and far between, one or both has wished that they could be just two normal people with normal families in their village. Perhaps, their parents may have even loved them. And then, they realize they’d have to separate and that is true pain. The thought that the one closest to you could disappear for any reason at all is fear inducing.

Even before he was turned into Sukuna, each brother has always been living on an edge. Of terror, horror, anger, hate. and so afterwards, Sukuna just hates PEOPLE. so much. they created him and can’t take the abhorrent mess they made. He’s happy being himself, it’s everyone else that’s always had a problem with HIM in any form he’s had no choice but to take ( and wouldn’t change them either way ). 

I've seen things that I never should have seen Said too many things I didn't mean Hurt myself too many times to count I need to let it out, and just release Been lying to myself too long Been trying by myself too long I can't relax, I'm too distracted I can't hack it, hmm

I'm needy, greedy Love me, feed me Let's be a family It'll take a village To make a man of me So why couldn't you love me? It's all I need

They’ve seen horrors no children should ever be subjected to. They’ve had to grow up unprotected and open to adults that would and could have killed them at any moment for anything at all. they’ve had to kill men twice their age before they were even taken by the cult in the first place. Asa and Naoki had to raise themselves in a era that was and never would be kind to children OR special cases like them. He doesn’t think much about harming children, because the world he grew up in taught him that the weak ( especially women and children ) do not make it far at all.

The only way to live is to protect yourself. no one else will do it for you. and even if they should, they will abandon and leave you to your fate if truly pressed into a tight space. The humans want to slaughter each other so bad by the hundreds. Why do they even care if it’s him or a regular man taking whole crowds of people out? the root of the problem very much is: he had all the innocence and love a child could offer in the world and they turned him into a monster. He would return that tenfold. It’s all they deserve. if someone, anyone with even a shred of a conscious had gotten to them first, they might not be so bitter. even if they had been taken, maybe he’d wouldn’t be so bad now.

I just want time in a tree I need a place just for me Somewhere that I can be free Keep the faith and just be What you'll be

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𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?

                                     𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒

you're problematic and you don't care. you probably struggle with some temper issues and lash out at the people you love without meaning to. have you ever actually apologized properly ?? you want someone to love you regardless of your differences or conflict because everyone always seems to leave when you become a problem. you probably also have a thing for morally grey fictional men, doesn't matter if he's a murderer he was nice that one time, right?

stolen from: little rosey posey @rosaquatz​ tagging: whoever hasn’t done this tbh.

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Okay, but no one can switch to degradation and praise like Sukuna. He skates the line. Switches back and forth at free will. If you haven’t been called ‘ Sukuna’s favorite mutt / kitten ’ and asked how much you can take only to be told you’ll take what he gives you REGARDLESS how much you THINK you can take. You’ll take more. 

what are you doing with your life, huh? 

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Sukuna seems like the type to finger someone while reading a book or out enjoying his day. Even having someone tied up with red string, he would enjoy finding all the little soft spots that make someone want to melt and force them to stay still or he's going to destroy that spot mercilessly. Make you cum so many times that it's watery or dry. You got off, of course, but at what cost?

Gamora meme: what did it cost?

Sukuna vc: their ability to walk.

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❛❛   𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍  𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔❟       and   you   should   listen   to   it   purr,   ❛   little   bell,   I’ve   come   to   collect   my   dues.   ❜    // @deathleads​