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[eggyboyoart]

Kuya Dating HCs

[RATED 18+ bc of the nature of the game, NU: carnival)

…HOW?

SERIOUSLY HOW??

Getting Kuya to admit he cares about you is like trying to pull blood from a stone – its impossible

Though some males can be polyamorous, Foxes usually mate for life

once they’ve picked their partner, they’ll stay with them for their whole life; even if their partner dies early – which is especially poignant for Kuya because of his extended lifespan as a yokai

because of this, Kuya is one of the people I can actually see being exclusive with you

In my Yakumo HCs, I said most likely it would be Yakumo dating both you and Eiden

But depending if you start dating Kuya pre-Eiden Era or even early-Eiden era – he’ll be much more devoted to you than the new grand sorcerer (although Kuya will still torment him, lol sorry Eiden)

Kuya’s love languages are (weirdly enough) quality time and receiving/giving gifts

I KNOW it sounds crazy but here he out

For quality time – he is obsessed with you, in every way possible

He wants to be around you by any means, even through some mischief and trickery

Hes the type to pretend to be bored while listening to you rant about something, but he actually commits every word to memory

He also never misses an anniversary or milestone in your guy’s relationship

He’ll make any excuse to see you, from ‘he was just bored’ to ‘he left something here last time and he might as well hang out while hes here,’

For gift giving – 1) he loves receiving gifts and 2) he loves your face when he gives you the perfect gift

Kuya knows that he is not a very ‘honest’ partner – he doesn’t verbalise how he feels and basically has never said the words ‘I love you’

Which is why his gifts are so thoughtful and sincere

Whether its your favourite flowers, or something important to you (art, work, etc) – or even just something you eyed for an extra second in the market, his gifts are so meaningful and you can always tell there is a large amount of thought put behind it

He will never give it to you directly but rather leave it in a spot he knows for a fact you’ll find it and probably write some vague, sarcastic note (which more often than not, clues you into the fact that its from Kuya)

He’ll be watching from behind a corner (or hidden in the room with magic) to see your reaction because – while he is a smug man – he wants to make you happy

Kuya is a smug kisser – he knows hes good

I truly believe that while Kuya is a smug bastard, hes also a huge softie behind all of the snark and smirks

He genuinely cannot resist putting his hands all over you, though he’ll frame it as him simply trying to tease you in classic Kuya fashion

Kuya is the type to rarely use your actual name, only referring to you by nicknames/petnames that are designed to rile you up

‘little one’ and ‘sweet thing’ are for when hes feeling particularly teasing

Though, in his softer moments – he’ll slip up and murmur a soft ‘love’ under his breath

He would actually appreciate his own petnames – something personal to him

In the forest, he has his own garden with magic flowers

something along the lines of ‘lavender’ or ‘wisteria��� when you’re feeling sweet – and ‘foxtail’ when you’re feeling a little mischievous yourself

[silverselfshippingchaos]

this line.. OUGGHH...

[brazenlystrong]

“What would you do if I didn’t come back?”

50 Angsty Questions Prompt List // @cursesavior

Being on the brink of losing Suguru has already scarred Satoru deeply, and the finality of never being able to reconcile would leave an ache that even his boundless power cannot heal. This overwhelming sense of regret would haunt him to no end, that he could've done something about it but didn't. Haunted by memories of those golden moments when they were just two idealistic teenagers standing together at the pinnacle of the sorcerer world.

Suguru means more to Satoru than just a partner in battle. He is the one person who truly understands the weight of being the strongest, who could share in that unique isolation without flinching. With Suguru, Satoru can let his guard down, even if only slightly. Suguru is a reminder of Satoru's humanity, a tether to the boy he once was before the world demanded he become a god. Without Suguru, Satoru would feel untethered, adrift in a world that only sees him as a weapon or a shield, not as a man who longs for connection.

The answer is already at the tip of his tongue. A desperate, quiet wish that perhaps, there is a chance to get rid of the barrier that separates them both. Satoru is well aware their current ideals clash and that makes it impossible to be on the same side. But Satoru isn’t thinking about it right now.

“ I would look for you. ” His response is firm, direct. “ I would look for you everywhere. ” Even in another life, in another time. Maybe in another life they can meet again not as enemies, not burdened by duty or ideology, but simply as Satoru and Suguru.

[hollowskullhead]

[the-literary-legacy]

ALRIGHT.

Who has been on my account and suddenly became addicted to something so random that it's like a flame in the dark compared to their other interests?

Oh, wait... That was me.

[mournfulroses]

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin Volume 1 1931-1934

[belacottie]

Wednesday, December 20.

You there, boy, what day is it (almost)

Why, sir, we are but mere days from the winter solstice, known otherwise as the darkest day of the year. Naturally, you'll find all things gothic trending on Tumblr today. Long may it continue.  

 (@blo0delf)

[yujateaandpi]

Fanart for @noodles-and-tea’s precious Twins in Time AU comic! These goobers rotate in my head every day.

[hotsaltymilk]

[strawbunnydoesart]

✨💫Quick WIP of @kianamaiart 's lil magical girl character! I literally love her design sm (her monotone and "I'm done with life" expressions are my favorite shdgjshaksjsj) ⭐️

It's a bit messy and I need to work on the contrast more so it's easier to read,, but I think the overall composition and colors are nice :)) I might work on it a bit more but ehhhhh what if I said I don't wanna

[deaddriv]

Translated with permission!!

Here's the author's Twitter (achu_0u0) and the original post!

Note from author: Wouldn't it be hard for half-foots to go to the movie theater?

[lapetitepatisserie]

cod × fem!reader ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩

The familiar sound of keys in the door alerted you to your husband’s return.

“My love?” he called, looking for you, boots making heavy footsteps as he made his way towards you and your child. His eyes soften once they land on you and your baby girl.

“How’s my princess?” he drawls, voice deep with exhaustion from work.

You look down at the child sitting in your lap, occupied with trying to fit a chubby foot into her mouth. A steady finger reaches underneath your chin, lifting it to meet his warm, intense gaze.

“I’m talking about this one.”

[xayspancakeee]

tomorrow’s catch-22

don’t say it, don’t say it—

this is so cxnty, the babies are absolutely WILDING out here. （⊙ｏ⊙）

happy valentine’s day to us indeed.

[that-one-moth]

Okay okay okay! This had been brewing on my mind all morning and I don’t know if this is an established trope of not when it comes to this sub-genre of fan fiction romance.

But like.. Hanahaki disease, that fictional condition that slowly chokes out a character with flower petals due to unrequited or one-sided love, right? Typically there are two main treatments to save the afflicted from you know.. fucking dying.

Either they confess to the person they love and the feelings has to be shared OR they get a surgery to remove all emotions from the person forever (the second option is different depending on the interpretation.)

But like.. what if those weren’t options. What if the verbal acceptance wasn’t what “cured” the petal disease?

What if once one got Hanahaki, it was terminal just like the infected love. It could may dampen but never leave. Kinda like clinical depression in how the feelings are always around but medication and treatment can help. Except that treatment is the physical affection of their crush? The passion, not the love, like a medicine.. and it can get addictive.

Let’s play out an example; Character A has massive crush on their best friend Character B, resulting in A developing a bad case of Hanahaki. Embarrassed and not wanting to ruin their long lasting friendship with B, so A hides the lethal symptoms from them. Though they obviously couldn’t keep the facade up forever..

Cut to B witnessing the bloody display of their best friend vomitting petals, blood and bile mixed so awfully with the scent of carnations and roses over the crimson stained toilet bowl. Horrified that A was hiding their condition but still rushing to their side, kneeling and patting their back and move their hair out of the way.

But A is desperate..

The symptoms have been going on for so long that the once only gagging of the petals had turned to an almost entirely blocked airway. They have put off ruining their friendship with a confession to B too long and now A doesn’t have enough strength of a breath to properly explain, confess.

So with death flashing in A’s eyes, they whip around to tightly grasp and pull B in a hungry kiss; the feeling of suffocating petals already loosening on their airway to allow the intensity to soften into an actual romantic scene. This is the part where B would realize their feelings for A. This would be the part..

“Oh I can’t believe you didn’t tell me sooner!”

“Yes of course I return your feelings, my love!”

But that doesn’t happen. B still views A as purely a friend. And that won’t change.

The problem is now that A is depending on a B to live now and the sight of their best friend huddled and agonizing as the breath was stolen from them mere moments scars B. They never wanna see their friend that pained again..

I think the story could go one of two ways if B is truly that guilty about denying A their romantic medication.

Option 1) I’d call it the more ‘normal’, but bittersweet of the two. B, despite only holding platonic feelings for A, upkeeps a false relationship with A, so their best friend doesn’t perish a petal-choked death.

But Option 2)… well it could be continuation from the original bathroom scene or start when B finally gets sick on pretending, wanting their friendship to go back to simply that. B tells A that they reject their advances, that they’re sorry, but they can’t keep leading A on..

But A can afford that with their Hanahaki. And since B never needed to accept the confession, only withstand A’s affection.

This route could go so more darker and/or yandere-ish depending on your comfort level, so I’ll end it there since this blog isn’t NSFW.

[theorphicangel]

sukuna who swears he would never get married, making this statement even when he was a little kid to his dad and wanting to stay far far away from girls because they were 'gross'

growing into his teens he viewed anything romantic with disgust and couldn't sit through a film, sitcom or advert which displayed any type of romance.

attending college he had his hook ups here and there and it was more than obvious that sukuna ryomen didn't do relationships whatsoever, it was strictly sex and he kept it as that, distancing himself away from anyone who began to show even the littlest emotions towards him

any time people talked about their future around him such as what cars they wanted, what type of house they would like, how many kids and when they would get married, sukuna would always remain quiet never being able to picture that sort of life of him.

being domestic? creating a safe and loving home?

don't make him laugh.

the word husband and marriage barely appealed to him and he would have to try his hardest to even imagine himself making that type of commitment.

at least he used to imagine it until his world was changed upside down and it suddenly became real.

in almost a blink of an eye sukuna found himself in a relationship. long term and serious. suddenly all his thoughts and actions were occupied with nothing but you.

yes, it was scary at first and his coping mechanism was to push you away. but fortunately you know sukuna like the back of your hand and unlike everything else in his life, you stayed.

you stayed to the point where he enjoys coming home early to see you.

you stayed to the point where he likes to sleep in on the weekends, the warm sun rising to greet your bodies wrapped up in the sheets.

you stayed to the point where he tries his hardest to provide for you, making dinner, buying flowers just because or getting that necklace you were searching up in secret online.

you stayed to the point where he introduced you to his family and found out that you fit in perfectly, both his brother and his nephew warming up to you almost immediately.

you stayed to the point where he went out and bought an expensive ass ring, rare in its kind and hid it in the bottom storage cabinet, waiting for the right moment to pop the question.

would you stay with him for the rest of your life?

now he stands in the mirror, all dressed up in a suit. a flower poking out of his chest pocket - this is the smartest he has ever looked in his life. he's already dealt with torment from his father about the gel in his hair and keeping his shirt tucked in.

sukuna would never have anticipated that he would make it to his own wedding day.

he's nervous for some reason, mentally running over his own vows, the palms of his hands sweaty as he practices putting the ring on your finger.

'I'll be right there with you.' you promised a week ago after your rehearsal. you knew how much he hates the public eye on him much less when he's confessing his love out loud to you.

sukuna takes an inhale and judges his own appearance for the nth time, he's scrutinising himself, deep in his thoughts about whether he should have gone for a grey suit instead.

it's only when he feels a tap on his shoulder that he's stirred out of his thoughts.

'hey handsome.'

sukuna turns to find you behind him, dressed in your own wedding attire with a bouquet of your favourite flowers in hand.

'isn't it bad luck for a groom to see his bride?' he frowns.

you almost let out a snort, 'is this the sukuna ryomen believing in superstitions.'

'whatever brat.' he mumbles before his tone turns serious, meeting your eyes. 'you look...beautiful.'

'thank you future husband.'

sukuna's lips twitch into a grin at the name.

husband.

he guesses it has a nice ring to it.

a reminder that you chose to stay with him, wanting nothing more to spend the rest of your life with him.

yeah, maybe he was cut out for this married life after all.