#but again. i dont like words. this is the express opposite of how youre going to get me to tolerate words

[beatcroc]

First Friday of the month time for music

im not entirely sure what this means but i hope it means ppl r gonna start asking me about music every first friday. if this is about Bandcamp Friday:tm:, there's... not actually one going on right now? and moreover i frankly do not pay attention to those anyway; i feel like people reeeeealllyyy overplay the cut the platform takes [it's 15%]. i buy albums frequently and sporadically and any purchase on bandcamp is like infinitely more profitable for the artist than any other site so i don't care.

anyway to facilitate the first part of the answer here's this unbelievably fucked up brazillian rap album @saint-soap showed me a bit ago and which i have since been Obsessed with

i need to lead by saying that i am very much Not A Rap Person:tm: which i understand is typically a You Are Racist red flag phrase 90% of the time, but in my case it's really just because i have a heavy aversion to lyrics in music in general. i have bad speech processing issues and they're usually just Distracting to me, so having such a big focus on them in rap is genuinely overstimulating. i simply cannot handle that many words.

turns out the solution to this is... well, 1, to just have the lyrics not be in a language i can understand gfjnfgj [portugese here obviously, but there's some japanese rap i like for the same reason], but 2. more importantly just to have the rest of the supporting instrumentation be as fucked up and disorienting as possible. can't get overwhelmed by the lyrics if i'm getting overwhelmed by all of it! i love this approach it's continuously punching you all at once and you are never allowed to settle on what any one part of it is doing. keeps you on yer toes & falls neatly under the aesthetic of "music that wants to kill you" that i notably love so much, but without most of the outright anger and aggression of stuff like punk and hardstyle and metal. very cool. "abrasive background noises" can save a lot of things for me and i think it's the logic behind some of my other faves w rapping in them

you just need something really pressing to give some competition to/balance out the vocals

[patricia-taxxon]

re: your last ask about feeling threatened by transmascs, as someone who technically i guess counts as transmasc, im sorry that others similar to me have made you feel unsafe. im not the same anon im just scared to post publically since im also a poc and plural and i know theyd love to rip me a new one if i spoke in opposition to them lol. im seeing them in the notes already jumping to conclusions and saying you were "thinking before speaking" and crying infighting, but how come that is the first response to seeing a transfem express very general discomfort or fear, after publically and repeatedly facing abuse and mistreatment from transmascs? the same people who try to socially murder you every time they disagree with something you say are mad that you dont like being kicked down anymore and feel apprehensive to interact with them. genuinely some white guilt level of sensitivity going on. i dont feel safe around white transmascs either at this point. other transmascs reading this post i genuinely need you guys to examine WHY she (and other transfems, especially on this platform) does not feel safe instead of immediately feeling butthurt. "infighting" is not "i have a rational fear after experiencing firsthand relentless online harassment specifically by transmisogynistic transmascs", patricia is not saying that she hates them anywhere or is causing a divide by expressing her fear. the same way that cis women are not "infighting" with men when they express fear after being abused. the people who ARE infighting are the transmisogynistic transmascs, that is who you need to call out. assuming otherwise is completely missing the point, but i have low hopes for people on this platform to examine their gut responses and biases.

ending this on a nice note, i hope this wasnt out of line and i didnt say anything wrong, i just woke up and got really mad that someone baited you with that ask and now the exact transmascs youre afraid of are about to do it all again. whoever asked that wanted this response to probably make some gotcha. love your music and im wishing yall the best with your plurality 🙏

Thank you for the kind words, but I don't think I was baited. I was emboldened by close friends to speak up instead of just deleting the ask, and I've been further emboldened by both the negative and positive responses. The instant not-all-men-ism and telling me to get offline because misogyny doesn't exist in real life and immediate typecasting as an angry man-hating feminist in proper 2014 reddit fashion, it's sobering, I guess. It's nice to see others having that same sober response, though. I never know how to respond to these long asks that are just people voicing agreement.

[4pfsukuna]

Can you write a Terry one shot in which him and reader have a pregnancy scare? Like at one point the condom broke but they were both too into it to realize or stop. They're fwb and after it's revealed she isn't pregnant, they admit they have romantic feelings and maybe eventually having a family together wouldn't be a bad idea. Then jokingly Terry says let's go back to practicing lmao. I guess it's smut then angst and ends with fluff (or more smut if you like lmao)

ooh sistah you ate with this request, ngl i finished it 2 days ago but couldnt find your anon ask but here we go:

Debrief: Terry shows you hes a man in every sense of the word, from how he fucks to how he cares about you.

Hennessy was probably thee worst alcohol you could drink with terry. Now he was a military man and they can drink anybody under the table time and time again but something about the dark cognac turned him into an absolute monster that man wanted nothing more than to claim you on every surface from his apartment to yours across the hall. Your body was marked from neck to ankle in bites and hickeys Terry claiming that you were all his and making sure anybody that saw you knew.

“Show me its your baby” he moans with a fucked out expression as you ride his dick feeling full to the brim. His green eyes dark with lust as he watches you never dropping eye contact obsessed with the glossed over look in your eyes. 

“Come on baby girl you can do better than— fuck” he moans when you get up on your tip toes and tighten a hand around his throat yeah yall were both gone off the henny. The squelching sound getting louder as his thumb comes down to rub your clit and you swear you see his pupils turn into hearts at the sound.

“Tell me its mine and stop fucking playing with me” you snap riding faster as your own hand comes down to play with his balls that were already drenched in your juices and he smirks leaning forward so his forehead is against yours.

“Oooh feeling bold huh? You know better than talking to me like that” he threatens spanking your clit but it does that opposite and instead turns you up making you ride harder and faster pulling matching groans from the both of you. 

“This shit is mine” you moan out and it was suppose to be a statement but the way his tip was kissing your cervix you knew it was a loosing battle but he loved watching you fight back that turned him on more than anything.

“Earth to you bitch, clock back in and tell me what bathing suit you think i should wear” your bestfriend huffs snapping her fingers in your face and you playfully push her hand away before looking at the outfit options she had laid out on your bed. The same one that he had you laid out on. You couldnt even help the sex flashbacks it was just something about fucking that man that had your brain turn to mush even days later.

“Girl this shit is floss, if you dont pick out something in your actual size” you laugh holding up one of the thongs helping her get ready for her pool party that absolutely nobody was going to be swimming at. She shoots you a playful look as she snatches the bright pink bottoms from your hand.

“Let me just try it on and show you” she tells you before running back to the bathroom and you let your mind wander again leaning up against the vanity chair her makeup flat iron and hair tools splayed around. Your eyes catch yourself in your floor to ceiling mirror that you had him carry up a week ago when it finally came in the mail.

“Its yours! F-fuck dont stop baby dont nghhh dont stop” he moans his lips finding a empty spot on your neck to leave another hickey. His hand on your hip tightens as you throw your ass back on him matching his thrust like yall were trying to out fuck another you couldnt even tell how many times yall came let alone you did just that your legs were soaked down to your knees.

Watching him through the mirror you cant help but to admire how fine he looks as his head rolls back and his bottom lip is in between his teeth, from the way his abs clench to his muscles flexing when he raises his arm to take another shot from the bottle giving you the most demonic smirk. 

His left hand wraps around your neck pulling you up so your back is against his chest head tilted up squeezing your cheeks to open your mouth before spitting the shot in your mouth fucked out expression turning soft when he watches you swallow.

“Shit, its yours” he slurs kissing down your neck pushing your hand out the way so he could play with your clit himself. “And this is mine”

For yall to only be friends who fuck from time to time yall loved to play the possesion game. Marking another up, claiming another during sex even right now fucking without a condom was crazy.

“Shit youre so tight, just for me so fucking perfect” he starts rambling and you know hes close everytime he was he would start with his pussy drunk confessions and while it absolutely turned you on it also hurdled you into an orgasm. Your body was starting to feel weak, muscles aching and pussy sensitive. He lets out another groan when you clench your core basically Milking him.

“Fuck fuck fuck im bout to—“ he starts and the henny completely takes over like two evil little demons on your shoulder filling you with wicked whispers in your ears except the demon is you. Terry is confused when you twist in his arms and you're on your back until your legs wrap around his waist pulling him back into you. 

“You going to cum for me daddy? Your dick feels so good when you fuck me like this. Feel so full” oh and does that unlock something in him, you NEVER spoke like this. Atleast not by this point you were too fucked out and only able to let out high pitched whines and moans.

“You are so fucking fine i love watching you, love the way your skin feels against mine, love hearing you moan for me. Love your body” you moan as you fingers trail over his arms slowly pulling him closer watching the way his eyes roll back. Oh you were talking TALKING. He was so far gone he doesnt hear anything else only feels the tight warmth of you wetness and the consistant  thump of your thrust his head finding your shoulder.

Its only when your nails begin dragging down his back causing him to shudder a deeper thrust in you that has you fall just as far as he did and your legs tighten around his hips pulling him so much closer to you to whisper in his ear.

“Cum in me daddy”

“Ok im wearing this, i just wish you werent on your period so you could come with us tonight” your bestfriend returns with a bathing suit top jean shorts and heels. She definitely looked like a baddie—

Hold on, you werent on your period. Now that you think about it you were suppose to come on two days ago.

Oh fuck.

OOOOOH FUCK.

You don’t want your bestfriend to worry, or panic or miss out on the party especially since she spent so much time, effort and money so you nod with a fake pout but adjusting her bikini bottom straps to stick out the top of her shorts.

“If you have to represent us i need your foot on the hoes necks”

Standing in the cvs aisle you look at all the different pregnancy test, this was your fourth time in this aisle you had a different brand pregnancy test for each time you walked down already and a bottle of water. 

What you don't expect is to hear your name being called from behind you and you know that voice you know its the man who's very fault is the reason why you're in this aisle.

“Not right now, i'm not in the mood” you snap looking over the boxes again and again until he steps up behind you watching the nervousness build on you. Your hand was already shaking so any question he had died on his lips the moment he realized this was for you and not anybody else.

“So you wasn't going to call me?” He ask taking the four boxes from your hand and throwing it in his basket with the two boxes of condoms he originally came in for. That was a stupid question, you were already here with your own thoughts brewing of course you weren’t going to call him.

“Why didn’t you call me, you know we’re friends above anything” he tells you looking down at you and you avoid eye contact. That was why; yall was just friends… that fucked. You didn’t want to face reality with him and have that conversation. Didn’t want to do the whole coparenting thing never seen that for yourself you wanted a family not wanting a broken home. You were pro choice but— damn your thought process hadn’t even made it this far. 

You felt nauseous.

“Hey hey hey breathe for me, it's going to be okay. We're going to be okay” he promises, kissing your forehead and holding your face in his hands, his eyes flickering down to your lips so fast you swear you imagined it. 

“Let's just see what it says first okay?” And he waited for you to agree, pulling you into a safe hug, his natural cinnamon scent enveloping you and you never wanted to leave his arms. “Let's be where our feet are, no worrying about the future”

Biting your nails as you sit on the couch your feet tucked under you in silence as every single thought runs through your head of what the outcome is. Hoping for the best, prepare for the worst.

Terry sits next to you, arms resting behind his head and sits in silence as the two of you wait for results though unaware to you, the silence is killing him.

“Is this the part where we talk about baby names?” He asks not expecting your mean glare but it only makes him chuckle. He pulls your feet from under you and into his lap massaging your calves watching the way you physically relax.

“Terry this is serious, i'm scared” you finally admit biting at your nails only stopping when his large hands pull yours into his he looks like he’s about to confess but the timer goes off sending you flying to the Bathroom.

Negative.

Negative.

Inconclusive.

Negative.

“So are we having twins?” He ask coming around the corner looking at you through the mirror, just like he did last week and that's what got yall in this position in the first place. Wait, twins?

Hold on… We?!

You don't realize you spoke out loud until he begins speaking again eyes never leaving you.

“Yes we, i don't really think me being a single dad of twin girls would be easy so we” he tells you pulling your hand so he could see the negative results before looking back at your face. You are completely lost for words because what? Had he been hoping for positive results?  the fact that even if you wanted to bail he didn’t.

“You wanna be a girl dad?” You finally get out eyes lighting up and he chuckles at your expression picking you up, his muscles flexing up against you as he carries you out the bathroom back to the living room.

“Having 1 or 2 mini versions of you running around in a big yard with a nice house close enough to the city so they could go to a good school i'm thinking private school—“ he starts to ramble and you start to feel like the lady who has all the equations floating around her head because how did yall get here?

“Wait” you blink rapidly before looking up at him, a small smile coming to your lips even though you're still confused.

“I can't see you driving a minivan though maybe those bmw sedans in all black. They are not reliable cars but you a lil boujee so i’ll take care of it for yoh and you so fake stubborn but thats okay just one of the things that made me love you hopefully our daughters don't have that though and just come straight to me. You think they'll—“ his words are cut off when you place a hand over his mouth stopping him and his eyes drop down to your tiny figure in his lap.

Twins? Yard? Big house? Bmw coupe? Well that actually sounded nice? Wait he was speaking so fast your mind was a real soup sandwich after that.

“You love me?” You ask, face scrunched up, not just letting that slide by. You can feel his smirk under your hands and honestly you aren't ready to move them because you're scared for him to repeat that. Your insides were bursting, heart racing and breathing heavier— more nervous than before finding out the results of the pregnancy test.

He can tell you're trying to process and this may be one of the only times he ever shuts you up with his words. You had a slick tongue and never let him have the last word.

Pulling your hands down from his mouth so he can fully confess he holds your hands against his chest making sure to keep eye contact.

TWINS?!

“Yes, i love you” he kisses the back of your hands waiting for you to respond. Its not like he told you he just liked you or something nah love was a big thing and maybe it was his fault for this whole friends with benefits situation anyway but he wanted more. He wanted you. 

“You don't gotta say it back just yet but i would like to at least take you out on a date. If you couldn't tell i want you and everything that comes with you… whatever comes with you” Terry gives you that lopsided ass grin shocked when you press your lips against his but he wastes no time kissing back softly. His hands find your face as your lips move against another. Just another thing that turns you into a bigger puddle than you already were.

“Wait twins?” You pull back and he smiles at nothing laying back pulling you down to his chest using the throw on the back to pull over you so youre warm.

“Or 10, we can actually start practicing right now” he casually shrugs making you sit up grabbing his attention. 

“Im not pushing out ten fucking kids terry” you laugh laying back on his chest pushing your hands up his shirt to feel his warm skin choosing to purpousely ignore his comment about practicing now.

“Alright fine 6” he sucks his teeth as if he was the one that had to push out kids and you shoot him a playful glare.

“How we go from twins to 6, you was pushing it with twins” you laugh so hard your vision blurs from the tears building because he was funny as hell if he thought you were pushing out more than 3.

“So is that a no on twins?” He ask as if you can decide if you have twins or not, hes so hellbent on it though you start to actually consider the thought.

“I would like to be married and have a house first” You tell him realistically. Before you have kids you want to be stable and want to have somewhere to have them. Anything built on a rocky foundation is doomed to crumble and you wouldn't set your future let alone your kids up like that. They need a stable and loving environment.

“Silver or gold?” He ask referencing what type of ring you would like before taking note of the tennis chain On your neck with the matching anklet. He doesn't wait for your answer either… he already knew. Just like he knew you'd be confused by him asking that.

“You haven't figured it out by now that i'm crazy about you? You can have anything you want from me all you gotta do is ask”

“Tell me you love me again”

yall omfg imagine terry as a girl dad!! Of twins! Yall think he would be super overprotective and ready to kill or a pushover for them or both? Damn now i kinda wanna write him as a dad🥹

lmfao bitch imagine having a pregnancy scare and he keeps talking about having twins bro id deadass never get pass that

[oizysian]

hey, I love your writing! I wanted to request an elizabeth olsen x female reader fic smut where reader is also an actress and for a movie she needs to have a hot makeout scene with an actor (and reader agrees to do it only after seeking Lizzie’s permission ofcourse) and while lizzie thinks she would be okay with it, afterall its only work. But when she witnesses the shooting of the scene and the retakes and the post production final cut… yes she is feeling things. And so she and u have some fun time in bed and as she completely destroys u all she has in her head is “mine.” Its okay if u dont write it too, no pressure! :)

Bliss | Elizabeth Olsen

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: fingering (R receiving), lots of kisses, possessive/jealous Lizzie

AN: thank you so much! I’m getting to all my anons slowly, but requests are still open (always)!

•

“Are you really sure it’s okay?” She asked for probably the millionth time.

“Yes, dove,” Elizabeth laughed, kissing Y/N’s forehead. “It’s perfectly okay. I do it all the time and I’ll be there watching so I know there won’t be any funny business.” She teased.

“No funny business from me.” Y/N smiled. “I’m completely obsessed with you.” She wrapped her arms around her girlfriends neck. “I’m gonna imagine it’s you the whole time.”

Lizzie laughed again.

“Better not think it’s me too much. I don’t want it going farther than it has to.”

Y/N scrunched up her nose and smiled up at her, kissing the corner of her mouth.

“You don’t have any stubble so that’ll definite ruin the immersion.”

“Good.” She tilted her head slightly so she could kiss her fully, slipping her tongue past her full lips, tongues and teeth clashing as they both expressed without words how much they meant to each other.

Y/N pulled away first, panting softy as she looked up at the puffy, pink lips of her girlfriend.

“It’s almost time for us to go. Brendan and I are shooting our scene today.”

“And Brendan better keep it professional.”

“He will.” She giggled, giving her a quick peck before releasing her and walking towards the door to retrieve her shoes.

Y/N knew that Lizzie would be keeping watch like a guard dog the whole time and the thought made her giddy and warm with love. She had never had someone so protective, so loving towards her before. It was something new that she never wanted to lose.

“Are you ready?” She asked as she slipped on her sneakers, Lizzie nodding at her before grabbing her car keys off the table.

“Ready.”

•

After Y/N had her hair and makeup done, she was ready for her first kissing scene with a man. Or anyone, actually. This was her first big film and she had only accepted the job after making sure it was okay with her girlfriend a thousand times. She assured her time and time again that it would be fine, but Y/N was still a nervous wreck.

Lizzie watched as the actors got into position, feeling very odd being on the opposite side of the camera for once. She smiled at Y/N, an encouraging, loving smile, letting her know she would do great – and Lizzie knew she would. Y/N was a fantastic up and coming talent and she only hoped she’d be able to work beside her girlfriend one day.

“Alright everyone! This is scene twenty-two, take one!”

Everyone got quiet and all eyes were on Y/N and her co-star Brendan. They both looked quite frightened, smiling at each other and giggling at their nervousness. Lizzie felt a pang of jealousy bubble up in her chest at the sight. No, this was just a job. She watched seen Elizabeth do a sex scene, for gods sake – this was just a kiss.

“And … action!”

Instantly, Y/N went from nervous to professional, as did Brendan, and they began to act out their scene. Lizzie watched in awe as her girlfriend actually made it believable that she was in love with this man, and held her breath as they got closer and closer to each other.

The kiss was passionate and fiery to onlookers, but Y/N would describe it as chaste and flavorless. As much as she tried to imagine she was kissing Elizabeth, the harsh reality of the kiss was brushing against her face – stubble was not a nice feeling.

“And, cut! Beautiful work, you two! Have a nice break.”

They parted, Y/N instantly pulling away from her co-star and smiling politely at him, congratulating him on a job well done. She looked from Brendan to Lizzie and could almost see the smoke coming out of her ears. Her eyes her deep, dark green and her lips were pursed.

Y/N walked up to her, taking her hand and tugging on it before speaking to her.

“How’d I do?”

Lizzie shifted her eyes from Brendan, who she was staring daggers at, to Y/N, her gaze softening at how innocent her girlfriend was.

“You did amazing, baby. I believed it.” She let out a shaky laugh and Y/N smiled slightly at the compliment.

“Thank you. It was so hard to imagine it was you with that stubble brushing against my chin.”

She smiled up at Lizzie and she did her best to return the gesture. Seeing Y/N with someone else did something to her. She couldn’t quite explain it, but it made her want to claim her, make it so that Y/N would never look at anyone else ever.

•

“What’d you think of the movie?” Y/N asked softly, propping herself up on her elbow as she looked over at her girlfriend who barely said a word after watching it.

“I thought it was good.” She rolled over to face her, but couldn’t help gritting her teeth at the memory of Y/N kissing someone that wasn’t her. “You were fantastic.”

“You think so?” She blushed, the pink hue traveling down towards the fullness of her breasts, coloring her normally pale skin.

She nodded and brought her hand up to stroke her cheek. Y/N leaned into her touch, almost purring at the affection and praise she was receiving.

“You just …” she spoke quietly, not wanting to ruin the moment. “You just seemed so quiet after we watched it. I thought you might not have liked it.”

“I did.” She assured her, her thumb stroking the softness of her cheek. “I just …”

Y/N tilted her head in question, waiting for her to continue.

“Seeing you with someone else … made me feel things I’ve never felt before.”

“What’d you feel?” She asked nervously.

“Jealousy. The urge to just take you. Make you mine.”

“I am yours.” Y/N assured her, and Lizzie nodded.

“I know.”

Y/N slid herself closer to her girlfriend, burying her face in the crook of her neck and kissing her softly.

“Why don’t you then?” She whispered.

“Hm?” Lizzie questioned.

“Take me.”

Without another word, Lizzie flipped them over, peppering Y/N’s neck with hot, open mouthed kisses, leaving a trail down her body as she reached her breasts that were covered by a flimsy tank top.

Lizzie sat on top of her, tugging the garment up and over her head and tossing it off the bed. She latched onto one of her nipples before Y/N could even register that she was topless, and she grabbed a fistful of golden locks as her tongue swirled around the hardened bud.

“Lizzie,” she moaned softly, her eyes falling shut as she felt her teeth sink gently into her sensitive flesh. “Need you.”

Her hands greedily grabbed at her hips, lifting them up so she could slide her shorts and panties off. The rest of her clothes met with the forgotten tank top and before anything else could be said, Lizzie pressed two fingers against her aching cunt, pushing them inside slowly.

“Ahh, Lizzie!” She cried out, her hips bucking as her strong fingers pumped in and out of her, curling when they were at the deepest point to hit her most sensitive spot.

Lizzie’s other hand gripped at her thigh, raising it up and wrapping it around her waist as she fucked her. She released her breast with a pop, leaving a dark, wet hickey behind. She smiled proudly at her work and raised herself back up so she could capture her lips with her own, claiming her mouth.

Y/N moaned softly as Lizzie took her completely, her tongue exploring her mouth, her fingers fucking her pussy.

Y/N rocked against her hand, her nails digging into the skin of Lizzie’s back as she fucked her hard and fast.

“You want more?” She asked breathlessly and she nodded eagerly.

She slipped herself out for just a second to then reenter her with three fingers, her thumb swirling around her throbbing clit. Y/N was seeing stars as she got fucked, her moans becoming pathetic whimpers.

“I feel you … fucking tight … you gonna cum for me?” She panted between kisses.

“Yes,” she whined, looking into the beautiful eyes of her girlfriend. “I’m gonna …”

Her jaw fell slack as she came, and Lizzie took this opportunity to slip her tongue back into her mouth, kissing her passionately. She swallowed her desperate moans, wanting to claim every inch of her; every sound, every motion she made, Lizzie wanted to keep for herself.

“My beautiful girl,” Lizzie whispered softly against her lips, watching as the other girl came down from her high. “And all mine.”

Y/N looked up at her with heavy eyes, smiling lazily at her words.

“I told you,”

She slipped her fingers out of her wetness, bringing them up to her mouth and sucking them clean.

Lizzie’s mind was full of Y/N. She was surrounded by her; her smell, her taste, the feel of her. All she could think about was making her scream with pleasure all night, giving her hickeys all over her body and leaving her completely blissed out. She knew that nobody else would make her feel like this, and she knew she wouldn’t want to mark her territory on anyone else. Y/N was all that she wanted.

“I’m yours.”

[woniefication]

Lost and Found Love P.Sunghoon

Warnings: Car accident,mentions of bruises,hospital setting

930 ish words/Park Sunghoon x fem reader/Non Idol AU/Angst+fluff+might be spelling errors!

You never thought it would come to this.

Right now you were in the car with your husband,well soon to be ex-husband Sunghoon,driving to court to finalize your divorce papers. Your relationship was slowly but surely starting to fail; neither of you felt happy anymore. Sunghoon was going well over the speed limit,but that was the least of your worries.

You looked out of the passenger seat window, suddenly you felt your eyes get blurry. Oh great. Tears. Sunghoon looked over at you rolling his eyes.

"oh cmon, drop the act Y/N, Youll be fine you wont even notice I'm gone. You noticed his hands tightening on the steering wheel.

"How could you say that Sunghoon! You wasted my time! How am I supposed to recover from this?!" You retorded wondering how he could be so insensitive.

"Dont make me start screaming again lets just spend these last moments together in peace." Sunghoon sighed heavily his eyebrows furrowing.

As you got closer to the courthouse you noticed Sunghoon growing more impatient his foot pressing hard on the gas pedal.

At the last turn a vehicle came crashing into you guys at full force, the last thing you saw was the airbag.

——————————————————————————

Slowly blinking you took in your surroundings, a hospital room, you survived after all. Why were you here in the first place?

Next to you was a man in a hospital bed that looked just as confused his sharp features noticable despite the blood and bruises on his face. He looked tired you felt bad, did his family not visit him often? Your curiosity won over so you decided to spike up a conversation.

"Hey, how are you, what happened?" You asked in a quiet tone not wanting to startle him.

He looked up at you, fidgeting with his fingers,he looked so innocent. " Oh hi, to be honest... I have no idea but im glad that I survived whatever this is..." He responded while pointing to his bruised arms and legs. "What about you, you look equally as bad." He said in a joking tone his voice carrying a hint of curiosity.

"I'm equally as confused, no idea how I got here either! I barely remember anything about myself." You laughed though you felt your world crumbling.

You saw his eyes light up as if he just won the lottery. "Me neither! Do you think we were involved in the same accident? Maybe my car crashed into yours or we were in the same train accident. I'm Sunghoon by the way! What's your name?"

Just as you were about to answer a young woman came in who looked like a Nurse.

She spoke up her voice soothing your headache that you managed to ignore up until now "So Mr and Mrs Park how are you both feeling?"

The expression on your face as you heard that was indescribable. Was she reffering to you? What was your last name again and why did the guy have the same name? The shock on Sunghoons face was as confused as yours. What is going on?

"W-what..?" Sunghoon choked out finally breaking the silence, the tension was so thick it could be cut with a knife.

"Oh...uh-oh! I'll be right back!" The nurse said as realization hit her. The nurse quickly left the room.

You both were left to wonder what she meant. Soon after an older man entered the room looking way more professional.

He sat down on a chair infront of the bed of both of you, sitting opposite both of you.

"Mr and Mrs Park I have some good and bad news listen carefully." He took a deep breath closing his eyes before continuing. "The bad news is, that your both suffering from memory loss. "The good news is that its temporary lasting three to six days or even less."

You thought you were dreaming, What the hell is even happening?! You had billions of questions.

"This might be shocking news to the both of you, but you both are actually married to eachother. The more time goes on the more you'll regain your memory its best if the both of you just rest. If theres any further questions feel free to ask the nurse."

With that the doctor left the room completely unbothered,like this was an everyday occurence.

Just then you noticed the sparkling ring on your ring finger, the doctor wasn't kidding after all.

The man next to you wasn't some guy that just looked familiar, he was the man you have been spending who knows how many nights with.

"We really are married...It's all making sense... who knows where we were going? Maybe on a date?" You chuckled.

Sunghoon let out a loud laugh, you noticed how attractive he was. "Maybe, or maybe we were driving home?" I wonder how our house or apartment looks like."

You chuckled feeling a bit happy that you guys were connecting, you understood why you had married this guy, he was exactly your type. With that you both decided to rest.

Over the next few days you started regaining more and more of your memory remembering almost everything except of the crash. No matter how hard you tried you just couldn't remember.

When you both felt healthy enough to go home, you got discharged from the hospital and went home living the happy married live with the love of your life.

The truth was Sunghoon had never lost his memory this was all part of his plan the crash,the memory loss everything. But you didn't know and he'd make sure it will stay that way.

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INSECURITIES. ⋆｡°✩ carl grimes x reader .ᐟ WORD COUNT .ᐟ ⭑ 1.1K ꩜ .ᐟ WARNINGS ⭑ hurt to comfort, use of y/n, spoilers for twd 6x9, carl and reader are already in a relationship .ᐟ SUMMARY .ᐟ ⭑ you help carl after he gets shot. ꩜ .ᐟ A/N .ᐟ ⭑ ive been rewatching the early seasons of the walking dead and seeing everything carl went through again makes me SOB HYSTERICALLY. so ofc i needed to write this and make you guys feel my pain 😈 my creative juices have also been flowing a little bit more recently... but its also a little short too......... hope u dont mind 🙏

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he never showed any of his insecurities to you before. he always made sure that you felt comfortable telling him things, but he would never fully open up to you.

you were aware of his mother passing, that his dads friend died, and just how he's experienced so much death. but he never told you how anybody died. he wouldn't tell you no matter what.

that was until the walkers flooded the streets of alexandria.

as always, you were by carls side. you held his right hand in line as you two along with rick, michonne, jessie, ron, and sam walked through the herd in gut-stained ponchos, attempting to lead them to the quarry nearby.

but everything went downhill. fast.

sam saw something in the herd. no one was sure what, but he freaked out. his cries were loud, and gave away his position.

the walkers killed him, then they made their way to jessie, who had refused to let go of sams hand.

and if it wasn't for you using your machete to cut her arm off, carl would've died, too.

you thought that was it, that you would just have to slash through some more walkers to get somewhere safe, but not yet.

you looked to the side and noticed ron pointing his gun right to you.

but right as he shot, michonne stabbed him.

you were supposed to get shot. but due to the timing...

"dad..?" you heard carl from your left.

you turned to face him, and you immediately noticed his eye.

it was gone. a trail of dark crimson leaking from his socket. you caught him before he could fully fall.

"no.. no, no!" you cried trembling as you held him.

rick runs over and picks carl up. you and michonne pull out your weapons and begin clearing a path with adrenaline coursing through the three of you.

you guys eventually make it to the infirmary.

rick places carl onto the bed. the rest of that night, a loud ringing played in your ears.

your mind raced wildly. thinking of all the possible outcomes, but you were sure he was going to die. i mean, he was shot in the face.

after the nurse helped patch him up the best she could, you sat on the opposite side of rick. rick held one of his hands, you held the other. you rested your head on top of his shoulder, sobbing.

rick was crying, too. praying for carl to be okay.

that's when you felt his hand hold yours back, tightly.

you lifted your hand up to look at rick, and he had the same expression. he was holding both of your guys' hands.

your sobs turned hopeful as you began to smile.

...

a few days had passed. carl was awake, thankfully. he tried to get you to leave the room, but you refused.

"i don't want you to see me like this." carl strenly spoke, his voice cracking slightly as he attempted to hide his face.

you walked over to his side, putting your hand up to his face to carefully cup his now scarred cheek. you turned his face so he could look at you. "i'm not going anywhere."

he sighed and closed his eye, knowing he wouldn't be able to make you go away. "i don't understand you."

"what?"

"after everything i've done.. you're still here with me." he lightly chuckled. "i'm really not a good person, y/n. theres so much you don't know about me."

"nothing you could tell me would make me believe that." you shook your head, moving your hand down to his and holding it tightly.

"you say that now.." he turns his head away. "if i told you what i've done, you'd think i'm a monster. you'd hate me."

"you're not a monster, carl. what are you talking about?"

"i've killed people. a kid i didn't know the name of, my dads friend.. my mom." he kept his eyes shut as he spoke, his voice and body trembling.

you held his hand tighter, looking at him softly. "i'm sure there were reasons to all of that. i don't believe you're a monster."

carl stayed silent.

you brought your other hand up, moving his hair behind his ear before holding his face.

"i love you. no matter what." you smiled at him with your eyebrows furrowed. "no matter who many people you've killed or hurt, no matter if you've done shitty things in the past, no matter how many scars, i don't care. because i love you."

he opened his eye to look at you, he quickly sat up and put his arms around you, putting his head in the crook of your neck.

"hey.. be careful for your eye." you put your arms around him carefully, your hand on the back of his head.

"i love you, too." he silently mumbled. "i don't understand how i got so lucky with you."

you laughed, kissing the top of his head. "i've done bad things too, carl. it's just something we can't avoid now. it doesn't make us monsters." you pushed away from the hug, leaving your hands on his shoulders. "i got lucky with you, too. in my eyes, you're an angel."

his eye moves all over your features. you knew he had been adjusting and learning how to see without his other eye, but seeing it happen right in front of you was a bit difficult to witness.

"i should've been the one that got shot. you saw me kill jessie." you sighed, your gaze turning down to the floor. "he was aiming at me."

carl shakes his head. "it's not your fault. it's no ones fault. if he had shot you, i think he would've really killed you. but i got shot, and i'm alive." he smiles at you, tilting his head as he continues taking you in. "i'm glad it was me."

you tilted your head, pursing your lips slightly. "i guess either way, no matter who got shot, no one would be okay with it." you laughed, trying to make light of the situation. "...you should get some rest."

"i know." he moves away and lays back down, looking back up at the ceiling.

you stand up, leaning down to give him a quick kiss on his forehead before turning back away to the door. "goodnight, carl."

"wait."

you turned back around. "hm?"

"...could you stay?" carl asked, his voice softened.

your lips curved up into a smile, walking back over to him. "of course." you sat back down next to him, holding his hand again, similarly to when he was first shot. "get some sleep, okay?"

he nodded, closing his eye. "alright. i love you."

"i love you too, carl. always."

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Saying Out Loud // Nanami Kento x gn!reader

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notes: HAPPY PRIDE YALL! i normally post once a month, but lets pretend last post was the make-up for may and this one is june's. either way, fits the month, right?

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"I'm bisexual," you said with a small crack towards the end of your words.

your eyes were constantly shifting between his, searching for any reaction or response from Kento as your fingers fidgeted with each other in an effort to calm your nerves.

it was so uncomfortable, so tense, so terrifying. you know this stuff is told at the beginning of a relationship, not months into it, but things with Kento were going so well. you've never felt so calm around someone, so loved in the most simple yet concrete ways, that a relationship could be so easy and rewarding as this one with him. you wanted to hold on to this stage, this moment where things flowed perfectly and the world seemed to say yes, these two are meant for each other. that's why you took so long to tell him.

after all, how many people treated you differently after they learned this about you?

sorry, its just that i dont want to date someone who will make me look over my shoulder to see if they are being faithful.

what? so you're just gonna leave me when you want to date a man or something?

does that mean we can have a threesome?

its was as if there mere mention of your bisexuality was a burden to them or some sort of fetish. it was exhausting and no matter how much you tried to be fine with it, you weren't.

it wasnt like you didnt trust Kento, he had been nothing but respectful to you and such a gentleman. but god, did those relationships screw up your confidence in this area...you thought you could keep this to yourself, but then again, he deserved to know before things went any further, to walk out if this wasn't what he hoped. you would get it even if it was unfair.

with every second his eyes looked into yours, taking in your words with that stoic expression of his that you could barely read at the moment, the fear was growing in your chest. It kept expanding until it reached your lungs and had to take deep breaths to appear calm about this when you were scared shitless. what would he say? why was he taking so long? he wants to break up, doesn't he? of course, he-

"what made you want to tell me now?" Kento asked, his voice calm as ever as if he was asking where you wanted to have lunch, making you wonder if he was even understanding the severity of your words.

"we've been dating for months now, exclusively even, and you deserved to know before things got serious," you said, feeling your heart race with every word you said. hell, you wondered how you managed to speak so clearly with these many thoughts in your head.

"but are you telling me because you want to or because you felt like you have to?" Kento asked, resting his elbows on his knees as he looked at you with furrowed eyebrows, his eyes showing this concern.

that made you blink a few times. this wasn't the kind of reaction you usually received. you were bracing yourself to hear any apprehension, maybe for him to reject or twist your words, but not to see him worried for you like this.

"i told you, we have been dating for a few months and it would be fair if i kept this from you-"

"but its not fair to force yourself either." Kento interrupted you, his words having this firm yet soft tone to them.

his hands reached out to one of yours, covering it completely in his hold. a steady hold opposite to the fidgeting of your fingers, but in his hands, your hand had no choice but to relax.

"you look so stiff you might break, try and take a breath," he adds, his head tilting to the side as his expression softened.

you do just that, mirroring Kento as he also took a deep breath to encourage you to do the same, and while it did help with the nerves, it didn't relieve your confusion. he wasn't saying much on your coming out, he hadn't say a single word about it yet.

"i wanted—want to tell you because i don't want you to find out later on after investing so much in me and just...you don't need to waste your time if someone like me isn't what you were looking for," you explained.

of course you wanted to tell him, but it didn't took away how scary coming out is, especially when the person you're coming out to is so special and you want them in your life regardless. you didn't want to lose him, but you also didn't want to deceive him like this. maybe you did had to push yourself to say it, not wanting to ruin things so quickly, but you couldn't wait any longer.

Kento sighs, making your heart stop for a second. Was he disappointed? Infuriated? Angry?

But when you heard his words as he squeezed your hand, you were surprised to learn how far off you were...

"i must be awful at making it clear that you're exactly who I'm looking for."

suddenly, its as if your heart gains this new energy, beating and beating as if you just ran a marathon. your mouth feels dry as youfeel your brows knitting together, feeling as if this conversation was bringing more surprises to you than to him.

"you don't care that i'm bi?" you asked quietly, your hand squeezing his back in hopes you didn't hear him wrong.

Kento shakes his head, "i do, but not in the way you think," he says, a shadow of a smile coming to the corner of his lip as he scoots closer to you. His eyes look at yours, silently asking if that was okay. You nod.

"i care, not because it annoys me—i would be an asshole if that were the case—, but because i'm learning about you. The you that you feel most authentic to. While i am happy that you are opening up to me about something so important to you, i wished you would feel more comfortable telling me about it because you were ready, not because you felt pressured to. i'm sorry if i made you feel that."

you didnt know what it was at this point, whether it was the adrenaline or sweetness of the moment, but you knew Kento was the reason with all these words he was saying. he wasn't anything like anyone you'd dated before, he was being so sweet and just a dream. you never thought your chest could swell with this feeling while coming out to someone. it felt...easy.

you quickly shake your head, your turn to scoot over to him with your knees bumping against his. "no, no! you didn't pressure me in any way, Kento. its just that i know how much of a dealbreaker this is to some and i..." you took in a deep breath, feeling your throat hitch with this lump, "god, you have no idea how relieving it is to hear that."

you didn't wait a second longer before you wrapped you arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug as you rested your forehead in his shoulder. you felt his arms wrapped around you in return, pulling you closer to his body as his hand caressed your back in soothing circles that made your heart calm down.

"someone like you is special," Kento says softly, his breath tickling your ear, "you're choosing me over anyone else, and i feel so honored that you are with me."

you laughed softly, pulling your head back from his shoulder and looking at him with a huge grin. god, he made this so, so easy.

"kento, you have no idea what this means to me. No idea how easy it is to feel lucky right now." You said quietly, taking a deep breath before resting your forehead against his, "thank you, just thank you."

Kento hums, his hand coming up to your scalp to stroke your hair gently. hearing all your words and seeing all the emotions you wore on your sleeve made him realize how big of a step this was for you, how heavy of a topic this was on you. it didn't take a genius to know that this reaction from you meant that this situation didn't went as well in the past with other people, which made his heart hurt for you. Sweet you who thought about him first before herself when this wasn't about him.

more than ever, Kento would make sure that you felt comfortable in your skin and secure in your relationship. you deserved nothing less than that and you were worth investing in as you said in your own words, though he would much rather call it loving you. it sounded more accurate to what he wanted to do.

"you know, now i have to put more effort into our relationship," Kento said softly, a hint of playfulness in his voice, "after all, I'm showing you off to double the people, aren't i?"

[kuni-is-daddy]

Thinking about Scara making us rub his cock with our pussy until we both cum

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PURE FILTH.

Juicy stuff: Grinding,Recording, at a desk :<, Yandere themes

Featuring: CHILDE, he's your bestie in the start :) had so much fun writing Childe in this KKLMK I LOVE HIM❤️❤️😩

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amazing art credits! Scara masterlist Part 1 of Boss scara.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

Stillness, Silence. The complete opposite of thunder. And that was his mother, The raiden shogun. God of thunder. Rumors spread around the elaborate 'Gakaden' company that once again her excellency has cancelled another meeting with her son. Its been 200 years since he's last seen her, heard her voice. Scaramouche was only able to rejoice in the sweet sent she left from each letter that was sent in her fluid handwriting.

"Y/n Y/n!" Childe said while tapping your shoulder. "Ah! Childe!! you scared me. Dont sneak up on me like that!" you nudged his shoulder in return. "Hah hah. sorry comrade~ anyway. Did you hear about scara?" you closed the book, bookmarking where you left off. "Yeah our Excellency is quite the busy woman. At least now i can catch up on my book" you smiled. "Why'd you ask? Is everything okay?" You gave a concerned look and the ginger then laughed at you. "Well the thing is.....IM GOING BACK HOME!!!" he took out a picture of teucer and the rest of his siblings. They we're wearing christmas sweaters while holding a 'welcome home' sign. "oh shit really!? your going back to snezhnaya? Thats great childe! how long are you going to be gone?" "hmm probably a month or two. Scara said we needed a break." Childe said "We? what do you mean by we?" You looked at him suprised. "Soo...You dont know gurly?" You gave a straight face. "No- I dont know GUrLy" "Scara is giving us a month off from work. He said something about wanting time to himself and-- I dont know the rest. To be honest, all i know is that we come back next month on the 30th." You scanned the room to see your fellow co-workers organizing their desks and holding boxes in their hands. "Seriously!? Thats great! That means i can go back home and-" Suddenly. The intercom rang with a short beep.

"If Y/N L/N Is still present in the building, Please report to Lord Scaramouche's Office Immediately!"

You tilted your head at the request. "Oooo did you get in trouble y/n??" "No? Or at least.. I hope not." You got up and placed your book back on your desk. Sighing at the sudden realization you we're gonna be by yourself without your 'best friend' for another month. "hey hey.. Cheer up okay? Its only a month and besides. WE CAN ALWAYS TEXT!!" childe waved his phone in your face, your sad expression then turning into a happy one. "HEY THERE GURLY-" "YOU LOOK WELL" "CARE TO EXCHANGE.." "NOTES?" The both of you giggled and then hugged eachother one final time. "Im gonna miss you so much ajax~" "of course, The one time you say my name its when im leaving-."

The intercom rang again. "Y/N... L/N.... REPORT TO LORD SCARAMOUCHE'S OFFICE IMMEDIATELY." now with a more nervous tone then ever. "God. Wonder whats going on over there they need me so bad." "Well..Ill be seeing you Comrade. Take care for me okay?" He gave you a kiss on the forehead, ending it off with you two doing your signature handshake as he walked out of the company.

While climbing the many floors you eventually made it to the 13th floor. Your master's office. You slowed down your stroll in the long cold dark hallway at the sound of pleads and yells. "P-PLEASE LORD SCARAMOUCHE.. I DONT KNOW WHERE SHE IS. I ASKED THROUGH THE WHOLE BUILDING TWICE, HAVE MERCY-" It sounded like the woman on the intercom. "Twice? I said bring her to my fucking office. Not call her, Not ASK around for her. Bring her. But you cant even do your goddam job." you put your hand against the doorknob, conflicting weather you should intervene or not. "Your nothing. Do you know that? Nobody special. I dont care about your family, Your kids, Or your life. Under me, Your just someone i hired for my mothers sake. Just a worker. Replaceable like the rest of the humans in here." You turned the doorknob, hoping to intervene in what sounded like the potential murder of your co-worker. She was being held by her throat, hovering over the balcony while scara held his signature katana in his other hand. "KUNI- STOP!" he turned his head immediately at the use of that name. The woman fell, gasping for air while recklessly running for her life out of the building.

"Hm. So you are here, Close the door." he dropped his blade in its stand and walked towards you. You closed the door, making sure it was locked and immediately turned your head. "Kuni? What the hell was that? Why did you try to KILL that woman??" He rubbed his hand along your shoulder. "Does it realllyyy matter baby? I can just hire a new one you know." he scoffed. "Kuni. Humans arent replaceable. You cant just KILL someone like that." "Mhm..Your right. Cant replace you and that sexy body of yours~" He grew closer to you, Placing your hand against his tie. "W-well..You wont have to worry about me. Or Ajax leaving..Anyway..Why did you call me in here- Master." He pulled away at your change in tone. If theirs one thing that drove kuni crazy about you, is how persistent you we're with work. Still managing to stay perfessional. He sat back behind his desk, Clicking his pen with a laid back expression. "Not in a good mood today pet, Was hoping you could change that f' me~" The balcony door was still open a bit behind him, the warm summer air breezed through the room. Making you tug at your own suit with how hot it started to feel, How intimidating he looked from across the room as you stood at the door. "O-okay..Where do you want me to go master? Do you want to go out to eat? I just have to get my case and-" he sighed and began unzipping his pants.

"Come here and ill show you~" You we're nervous at how intimate he sounded but reluctantly walked towards him. He looked you up and down, noticing how similar your outfit was to his. How your hips curved around the belt. "Want you to sit..Right here..." He rubbed his hands against his thighs, Motioning for you to sit. "B-but we shouldnt do it here- theirs people still working kuni-" He sucked his teeth at your remark. "You think i fucking care Pet? dont want to make master more mad do you?" "N..no..I dont." You closed the blinds to the balcony, remembering how you almost witnessed another womans murder infront of your eyes.. over you. You faced scara and blushed. Turning your head away while stripping each piece of clothing off of you until you wore nothing but lacey black lingerie. "God..You look so hot in those.." he groaned as you hovered over his cock. positioning your pussy right against it, "Grind on daddys cock. Fuck yes~" He threw his head back as your hands held onto the chair for stability.

"A-am i doing good for you master...?" he pressed his hands against your ass, slapping them as they made contact "AH~" "Hell yeah.. Your doing so good' want you wet for me." He shifted his hands towards your underwear, slowly making them shift down so he could see your clit. "K-kuni! what are you doing.." "Ugh~ turn your head back up- Wanna feel your clit rubbing against me" He pulled your underwear down, Repositioning you so your clit rubbed against his big length, Teasing you as your hole ached for him to be inside of you. "Master~ Your so big..hah..." "Yeah you like that pet? Like how good it feels against you?" Wet stains started to emerge on his pants as you grinded faster against him, Chasing the burning feeling he gave you. "K-kuni~ Feels so' good~ Please..fuck me.." you shifted your grip away from the chair, now tightly holding onto him instead. "Mmm dont think thats good enough love, Beg for it." Begging. Kuni always made you beg and scream for him, He loved hearing how desperate you we're for him to fill you up. To claim you as his. Watching as you cried in frustration when he'd pull out just when your about to cum. "K-KUNI~ PLEASE M' SO CLOSE" "Shit~ keep moaning like that, cum for daddy, cum for me. and ill fuck you. Fuck~ hah...bounce those tits for me. You look so fucking good~" he slowly pulled his phone out, Recording how your tongue stuck out for him and your tits bounced. How you looked like a dog in heat. "Fuck..Thats it y/n Dont stop, dont fucking stop." "AH~ K-KUNI M' GONNA CUM~ KUNI!!!!!!!!"

Your juices squirted all over kuni's pants as he came at the same time as you. You looked up to notice him recording you and covered your face in embarassment. "Mmm... is my little slut embarassed? god look at the fucking mess you made." He let his phone fall down on the floor. Roughly grabbing you and placing you against the desk. "K-Kuni! Dont be so- MMM~" he tied his tie around your mouth. Throwing his clothes onto the floor and picking up his phone once again. "Shit...Cant get enough of you y/n~ love how this pussy is all mine~ are you mine pet?" you nodded your head with no hesitation.

"Fuck yes. Im gonna break you."

[sukioyakio]

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Paring: Sukuna ryoman (Heian) xServant fem!reader

An: Here is part three of this series and hope y’all like and this one will be longer than the last one.I had my bestie on a call helping with me on this,background mc baby!!Also a familiar character will be showing up in the part.

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Uraume looks at you with a stern expression as they watch you bowing your head down at them with respect and honor. They come up to you,beginning to talk.

“Listen here,(____) I need you to comfort his lord while I’m out with Ms June for supplies for his lord Meal.” They said. Now continuing on

“Give lord Sukuna a massage.I’ve promise him that I’ll do it but I’m currently working on something else for the moment” They said with authority and strictness tone,their eyes with filled with coolness in them.

During the time of that you see June giving you an apologetic look which you shook your head slowly and gently let out a sigh.

“Of course master Uraume . . . I’ll do my part” You spoke in a calm voice,giving uraume and June a unfazed expression. Uraume nods in approval, satisfied with your response. "Good," they say. "He's in a foul mood, but you know how to handle him better than most."

June looks relieved, grateful that you've agreed to do the task. "Thank you," she murmurs softly. "I'm really sorry you have to do this."

You give her a reassuring smile, silently telling her that it's alright. Uraume steps back from the door, gesturing for you to enter the room.

Uraume hummed in satisfaction and start to walk the opposite direction of where you standing.As they called in June with a stern voice.

June walking quickly behind before looking at you mouthing the words ‘im sorry’ again before she goes to join with uraume.

You opening the door and walked inside the room;Talking a big breath in and letting it out. While closing the door behind you. The room completely dark not a single light source on in his majesty room.

You have done this before many times yet everything you do take care of his lord it always makes you scared in sense of the reminder of your love one cry’s ringing in your head and his presence makes you completely shut down in the voice department.

“Lord Sukuna…?I’m here.. under uraume place.” You announced quietly as you grab the wall near you to make keep you steady on your foot,of the room.To at least find a torch in order to see in this filthy dark space.

The room is thick with shadows, its darkness so complete that it's almost tangible. The air is heavy with the scent of Sukuna's presence, a mixture of blood, sweat, and a subtle hint of something more sinister.

You feel your way along the wall, searching for a torch or some other source of light to break through the oppressive darkness. After a few moments, you finally find a torch tucked away in the corner of the room.

You pick up the torch and light it with a strike of a flint, and suddenly the room is engulfed in a soft orange glow. Your heart banging against your chest like a drummer,as you froze from fear but through It doesn’t show up on your face.

His lord standing in front of you;Looking down at you with unreadable gaze his red eyes glowing with the soft glow of the orange fire.Even though there no emotion in his eyes you could feel that his glazes down at you with predator shining through his eyes.

You instantly find that he wasn’t wearing his robe on.He was just half naked with his four arms crossed.

He kept a steady stare with you before grumbling and moving away from you.He use one of his hands to run through his pink hair.As he growls lowly.

“how many times do I have to tell that fucking punk I dont need to be watched by anyone” He muttered as you heard the sound that seemed like his lord bed.

Sukuna plops down on his bed and lets out a frustrated huff. The four arms are still crossed as he scowls at the ceiling. You walk closer to him, holding the torch to give some light to the room.

He glances at you for a moment, his red eyes locking onto yours. "What the fuck are you peasant here for," he spits out, his voice laced with annoyance but tinged with a touch of exhaustion.

You clear up your throat,and keep your heart beating calm as possible.You don’t glance into his lord eyes and instead look at the torches flames.You could hear that his lord was exhausted but also annoyed. Keeping a steady yet quiet firm voice. “Would you like.. a massage Your majesty” You said professional and quiet.Your eyes analyzing the flames,watching the flames flicker through the air like tiny sparks,the shiny blue flowing through the fire.

The first thing you should be doing is lighting all the torches in his lord room.And you might do that before you give him a massage.

Sukuna grunts in acknowledgement, his irritation still evident. “You better do it right” he grumbles. He shifts into a more comfortable position on the bed, his four arms spread out.

As you start lighting the other torches around the room, he watches you with a sidelong glance. His eyes flick over your form, taking in the way you move around the room. There's an intensity in his gaze, but his expression remains unreadable.

Once you're done lighting the torches, the room is now bathed in a soft, warm glow. You return back to his lord,your feet steps making the only sound of his majesty room.The room was encased with all his lord treasures and his travels.Paintings drawn and painted with his face each one sort of telling a tale that you wouldn’t dare ask him.Gold rings displayed in a box and multiple luxury pieces his room large enough and tall enough to fit a whole dinner feast.

You lay on the edge of his bed,seeing his back in view as he sitting on bed. You could see all of his back tattoos on display,You quickly hurried up and started to begin to do the massage on his back.You silently moved towards his body to find a more comfortable position to do it.

Sukuna feels your touch on his back, his muscles tensed under your hands. He lets out a low grumble as you settle into a comfortable position.

"Hurry it up," he growls, his voice rough and impatient. Despite his tone, he doesn't move away from you. Instead, he remains still, allowing you to start working on his tight muscles.

His skin is warm under your fingertips, and each touch of your hands makes the tattoos on his back shift slightly.

You begin to knead and press into the tense muscles of Sukuna's back, feeling the knots and tension under your touch. You start at the base of his spine and work your way slowly upwards, applying pressure with your fingertips and working the muscles with your thumbs.

Sukuna seems to relax a little under your touch, his growls and mutterings turning into an occasional sigh of relief. He keeps himself still, his body gradually loosening under your hands.

After a 50 minutes or so minutes of massage his lord,your arms were arching in pain from having to constantly moving your hands to breaking his knots from all four of his shoulder and large back muscles.

You were wondering how long is master uraume going to make this meal for him.You were going to ask him if there anything else’s he need. Just for you to relax your arms. That until the suspense of air is finally gone when his lord speak up after a long break of silence.

“Do mine feet next” He commanded,Turning his head over his shoulder ruby eyes glancing down at you.You nodded at his request;immediately getting off his lord bed and onto the floor positioning yourself ready to start massaging Sukuna feet’s.

(That motherfucker Sukuna is fucking 8’5 feet that is his accurate height in Japan culture 💀 bro he don’t even wear shoes in the manga 🤢 those feet’s are THE dirtiness feet of the wicked west.I wouldnt touch those fuckers at all,ps in this story his 7,1)

His body turn completely around now sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs now laying down on the ground.Your hands extend out for his feet to rest against,his feet’s lay on your hand;your head looking down at the ground.Your eyes unable to see him as you were doing your duty from your position you wouldn’t be able to see anything from his lord bed expect the floor.

And then your here for another 10 minutes massaging his feet,with every moment you do is perfectly calculate to fit his lord wants.Your hands stop aching but now it your fucking legs and neck that are starting to ache.You wonder how the hell does master uraume find massaging his lord is fun,or enjoyable.

At that some points you wonder if death is better then living with this fucking monster.Then again every human is afraid of death and that implies with you.

And so here you are massaging his lord foot while zoning off onto la-la land talking in your mind about how you’ll answer some impossible questions in your mind. During the time of you doing his lord foot work,They was an intruder making a disruption inside of Sukuna palace.As they walk carefree and with each walk they carry themself with confidence.This intruder has already killed two of the servants for testifying against him,not bothered to clean it up.Instead walking towards Sukuna chambers.

!Bang!

The door kicked open creating a loud commotion that echoed through the palace.Making you jump slightly from your position,instead looking the way where that person was doing. Whoever it was;they definitely had the courage to do that,thinking that they wouldn't get killed by lord Sukuna.Not only their actions was disrespectful.

Then a male voice was heard coming inside lord Sukuna chamber,they feets walking with confidence.

Sukuna didn’t even budged from the loud noise.He just simple looked at the figure who dared come into his chamber.He knew that no human would try to make a entrance like that in his palace without knowing the consequences for it.

“Sukunaaa! Guess who came around to see you!?”It was a male voice,rather speaking in a cheerful way despite having no manners toward your lord.You couldn’t see him from your position but you could see his feet but that didn’t matter as you quietly continued on his request.

And hoping that master uraume would be here already.

“Kenjaku….” Sukuna matter as his crossed his arms.The lord anger seem to be calm down slightly but not all the way.One pair of his fours eyes looking at him with disgust and annoyance.

‘So his lord know who this man is?….’ You assume in your mind,still continuing your duty and not moving your head.

The male feet walking towards your lord direction was loud and clear for you.Sukuna glances down and up at kenjaku with disgust,rather questioning about his presence.

“What the fuck you want..” the king of curses grumbles with a stern look on his face his lips not moving a bit at all. As kenjkua flops down right next to Sukuna.Not giving a simply fuck about his lord personal space or any rules in fact.

Without any caution the king of curses fire off a little bit of curse engery making a littler more simple version of his dismantle.Without rising much of his fingers to do it,as if it was a dust particles that which he erase the existence.

Swoosh

That noise made your body completely tensed,but what made your eyes pupil dilated in fear,pain? You didn’t exactly know yet.But one thing for sure is that Your life will never be normal ever.

Your head slightly raised up as you saw it. The man body cut into half;organs oozing out from the male body,the cut sliced the torso in half.Blood dripping multiple gallons from the body and onto his lord bed,damping Sukuna bed sheet even more.

The testicle jangling off his body like a leaf. This was the first time you saw a human organs.But what shocked you was how that man was healing it like it was nothing.

Your heart pumping blood all over your body;The sound of your heart beating against your chest,your stomach organs turning and changing.

It disgusts you that there people who have such extraordinary abilities but use it for evil,As you quickly removed your eyes off the male before your stomach try to make you throw up all of your food inside of you. As you were silently huffing out breathe,Gulping down your fear or matter of fact any expression.

Sukuna silently glances at you with one of his lower eyes as watching you silently,seeing your expression.He found your expression amusing just like anyone he killed before,but your was lanced with afraid-ness but also partly disgusted. Nonchalantly returned his glaze to Kenjaku,seeing how he was restoring himself with reverse curse technique.

“Ahh you dont miss your own buddy?” Kenjaku question with Mocking tone of voice,while lifting an eyebrow,in amusement.His body reparing his upper torso as he used RCT.

Kenjaku wasn’t even bothered by that fact Sukuna cut him,In fact he was rather used to it.Kenjaku didn’t give a single fuck about Sukuna presence or his status,ok maybe he does care a bit about his status .He was simply here to make sure that he could not get bored,even curses get bored of killing and living though the years.

Kenjaku eyes looking at the woman who was holding Sukuna feet,seemingly doing a massage,But he closely looked at you,and notices you have sort of vibe that made you attractive to him that what he says. But your just like any type of trash in his eyes so it didnt matter about you,you'll just die either way. And then a sly little grin appear on his lips before talking.Sukuna eyes brow furrowed down slightly in a question as he watch kenjaku expression.

“Well,well,well-What a beautiful lady you have here.How about you could do me a massage as well,huh?” Kenjaku announces in a very calm almost friendly tone.His eyes staring down at you making holes into you.

Almost too friendly,it wouldn't work on you and he should know that,someone like you who have seen nothing but darkness it gets hard to see what is really the light in days.But as a servant and someone who has respect,you show that man some manners,instead of ignoring people like always.

And you finally look up at the man to see him and the man look roughly in it mid 30 years old.He has some scars stitching on his forehead. But even the king himself is older than him how could he possibly know his lord.

’A question you’ll won’t ask’

The exact moment You watched him removed the stiches on his forehead slowly undoing his stitches to showed what a true monster he was,just like your lord… it was just a god awful sight,with the combine of seeing organs,It a disgusting sight for even yourself.

The sight of a brain with eyes and mouths,a total nightmare fuel.As soon as you were glancing at it,its lips turned slightly upward into a smirk.The male body was drooling from it mouth;eyes rolling up like he was some sort of doll.

Sukuna has seen this multiple times already it not even new.Kenjaku was always the type to show off his disgusting curse technique to humans.So he just huff out.

“Ah..It been so long since I’ve let my head get some air” Kenjaku spoke in a casual voice as if it was normal thing to do.You saw how the mouth of the brain was moving.

The brain was him. And it kills you that your were in front of your lord because right now your trying to hold in the throw up that try to travel up your throat and disgust look that dare try to appears on your face.

“How about you massage my brain aye?So com-” He asked with a grin on his lips,Completely not caring about Sukuna staring with a hard,fixed gaze.

Sukuna Interprets him.

“And who the hell said your allowed to use my servants for your enjoyment,Dumb fuck” Sukuna tone was rather harsh and cold.With his unreadable expression painted on his face.As his blood like eyes,Galring intensely at kenjaku but if you look closely he was fucking bothered and annoyed by him.

kenjuka scoff it off like nothing.

You quickly stop staring at them and return looking at the floor,and returning to doing your job and doing his right foot.

‘Where the heck are master uraume and June at,At this point I’ll dead from this….It been like two hours already’ You said in your head.

“Aww but your lord it only one massage im asking for? Would you be willing to help a cursed out,huh?”

And the ideas of helping him this man message that body would probably be worse than being called to be in charge to take care of sukuna.

Sukuna sarcastically chuckle deeply,His laugh rumble through out his throat,echoing through the room and hallways.

“with death that is,that I’ll help with,If anything I’m more gladly to fucking cut you into thousands of pieces” Sukuna reply icy cold voice,If anything his lord sounded more harsher than before.

Sukuna stares at him with a death stare that would have scared any human being and man but this man isn’t exactly normal to begin with anyway.

And Then he removed his glaze from kenjaku to you,red orbs staring intently at you.

‘Why is he looking at me?Did I do something wrong?’ And these thoughts were repeated

‘Is it because im massaging to weak’

‘Or not hitting the good spot?’

As you continue diligently massaging his foot, unable to tear your gaze away from the gruesome sight in front of you for too long, you can feel his lord's glare locked onto you.

His intense gaze is a bit different from his usual stern look. It's as if he's watching you specifically; his eyes piercing into you like daggers, studying your every move. You sense a touch of annoyance in his glare, and something else underneath.

And you instantly rememorize that stare. That same stare he gave to your mother.

Enjoyment of killing life as if we were just ant to him for his own selfish benefits.

It definitely made thousands of thought ran through your head,but all of them lead to-

’run away from him,get away as far as possible,Run from him, this monster’

Your soul and mind were ready to to flight or fight but the same wasn’t said with your body it felt like you couldn’t move forward or backwards.It like it just silently obeyed whatever his words were. Not a damn heart beat was heard from your body,nor a single breathe broken out.

He eyes moved from your body,and to kenjaku,as he kicked you like nothing,hurting your stomach even if it would be worse than that it still hurted you.His kick made move you from your original stance,grunting quietly in pain.

To Kenjaku it wasn’t like Sukuna was being harsh on you,It wasn’t a hard kick either but he forgets that humans are such pathetic creatures who are so weak that they can’t handle a simple kick.

Kenjaku eyes looked down at you just like his lord,but he eyes held nothing but complete disinterested and bored look.His eyes judge you like an animal in a zoo. Sukuna voiced was loud and clear.

“Get out of my chambers now,before I’ll get rid of you” He says with a heavy authority coming in his voice. Before his face scrunches up in disgust of the thought of having to deal with a dead body in his own chambers;the stench of the dead body and the blood running through his floor yea he wouldn’t mind it if it anywhere else.

But he would rather a place that doesn’t have a stench of nasty fucking rats.Rotting up in his own chamber.

You didn’t need to be told twice to get away from his sight. Your body moves faster to the door than ever.Running to the door as you hear the noise of what seems like the other male laughing in mockery.Once you were out of his lord chamber you continue your way towards the servant pantry To relax the pain in your stomach.You walk through the long e’ tall dark hallways.They could be definitely give someone a nightmare walking through especially at night.

Your remember these hallways from the back of your mind.His lord has very advanced senses so he could hear about everything and you knew that long ago when you were younger and completely saw a servant being killed with a simple gush of wind and that why you say quiets when your near his chamber to not dispute Rule.6.

As you huff and puff holding your stomach close to you,Sukuna body is twice your body and size so anything he would do is twice the amount of pain your feeling.

The only thing that echoes the hallways is your heavy breathing and foot steps.It was already dark out side,and there was an horrific smell coming from the entrance but you weren’t in any kind mood of to go get rid of the smell,as you continue your journey to the pantry/dorm.

Later that night June came by rushing to you,with a big smile on her lips,as she jumps right next that her bed.Saying that master uraume gave her a reward for being very helpful today.She added with showing the little ring in her pinky to you with such a radiant smile.The ring look as if it was made of cheap materials but you wouldn’t be the one to ruin her mood.As You tried to not look in pain and just gave her a gentle smile and thumbs up. And as if she was the worlds best detective,her eyes brows narrow down in confusion as you already knew that she was going to ask until you actually answered her question.

"Are you okay?" June asked, her eyes narrowing in concern.

You tried to maintain an unfazed expression nodding slightly. "Yeah, I'm fine," you replied, your voice betraying a hint of pain.

She didn't seem convinced, her gaze unwavering. "Are you sure? You look like you're in a lot of pain," she said gently.

Your tightening your jaw as you rolled your eyes.Crossing your arms around your stomach as you stare at June. “..yes I’m alright June” You responded back with a forced smile. June expression changed into showing concern to full on seriousness.You notice it quickly that she was thinking because her eyesbrows were furrowed down.As you tried to catch your words but she starts talking. “Oh my god…”She whispered with her eyes widen in fear with a mixture of concern.You shut your eyes and deeply let a sigh out of your chest.

“He harmed you. . . Didn’t he” June whisper again.Her warm finger placed on your shoulder making you slightly flinch as you politely removed her hand from your shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it,. .Your a kid now so don’t worry about me”You chimed in,Your (e/c) stare at June hazelnut color with trustfulness.

‘Plus it not like I have any powers to hurt him just like he did to me . . If only you knew that I already loss the battle to continue with have any hope of living’ you murmured so lowly,knowingJune wouldnt hear you. She’ll be to focus on the fact that you were hurt.

June's eyes widened even further, her concern deepening as she processed your words. She shook her head slowly, a mixture of disbelief and dismay clouding her expression. "But he shouldn't be harming you at all,if-if..if you did your job properly" she protested quietly.

You removed one of your arms from your embrace to stroke her beautiful black hair softly as you quietly reminded her that she’ll need to be strong for herself.Hoping that you still have your mothers wonderful ways of being empathy and understanding.

‘She just 15 years old,(___)’ you reminded yourself that for someone her age shouldn’t even be here,or having to experience labor but instead enjoy her life as a teenager.

June leaned into your gentle touch, her eyes closed as if trying to engrave the moment in her memory. Your comforting gesture seemed to have a soothing effect on her, calming her worries and fears, if only for a brief moment.

She let out a soft sigh, opening her eyes to meet yours, and a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "Okay.." She whispered, her voice tinged with a mixture of determination and vulnerability. The night sky glowing it beautiful stars lights,The room was tiny but it was able to fit you and June in.As the lights of the rooms turned off and the candles that were on were the only thing lighting up the room with it orange glow.

As you sat down on the edge of the your bed,in comfortable silence, the moment was interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching the dorm room of which you were in.

June's head snapped towards the door, her eyes wide with trepidation. "Who is it?" she whispered urgently as she clutched onto your arm, her fingers digging into your flesh.You winced silently from her finger nails digging into you.

As the door opened and to discover that it was master uraume standing there looking at you attentively.And that fact made June stop clenching down on your arm,and let it slide down to your laps.

They walked into the room advancing towards you with a stern face yet it lanced with a sort of sympathy.Maybe your becoming delusional from the kick that it making you see things that don’t exist.

June being the first one to say something.” Good night Master uraume,is there anything you need?” She questioned as she quietly bowed her head down as you did the same thing as she did.

Uraume simply shook her head,before turning her glaze to you.”I need to speak to (____) privately” They said coldly and it made June feel confused about it but doesn’t say anything about it. You nod as you stand up slowly,and biting down your lips to bite down a whimper or groan. You followed uraume out the down. They close the door and let out a sigh before rubbing their nose bridge once more. “I am very grateful for you doing your duty today as a substitute for me but-“ They paused briefly looking at you closely watching your expression,seeing if there any specific expression to see on your face but non existent expression on your face was there.As they continued on their speech.

Little did they know you were having thousand of thoughts about what you did wrong.

“I’m completely sorry for what you had to endure being with that fucking disrespectful scum bag (Kenjaku)while you were doing your duty.”They said with an eye twitch coming off their face,which personally shocked you that master uraume would ever curse like that.Returning from reality you were quick to shake your head slowly mutter ‘you really don’t need to’

They hum in respond and you thought that was just it and started to walked towards your dorm room but Then they called your name more once again but with more seriousness. “Are you hurt by any chance,you seemed to be sluggish with your body flunet. . . I might help with it” They offered nonchalantly staring at your figure and you turned your head around to stare at them for a few seconds before nodded in agreement.Now fully turning your body back to uraume’s view as they walked more towards you before they are close enough that you could feel their clothes touching yours. As they extend their arms out and place it above a few centimeters of your stomach.

That cause you to tense up quickly.As you couldn’t see what master uraume was doing to you.they was performing RTC on your body. But after a few passing seconds your stomach pain is gone and it made your shoulder relax for a bit.As Uraume brings back there hand back to the side. Uraume looks at you with a deep glint in there eyes.

“You see I can’t afford losing another one of my well performed servants too quickly,So,keep doing your job as far as I know and I’ll only do this two times. . . Good night Ms (___)” They announce with a quiet voice full with no such thing of comfort.Making you feel forever own to them and his lord.

Right after they said those words they just walked off and you were there standing with their words being replayed. You choked down a tear and closed your eyes and took a deep breath and let it out.

Now walking back to your dorm room and seeing that June sleeping on your bed,making you remember your best friend words once again.

’I always wanted us to be free from this nightmare,so we can finally have that freedom and happiness we deserve’

Those words rang in your head.Having your hands clenching down tightly,as you shake off those thoughts and sadness out your mind.

You quietly blows off the candles.

You changed into the simple sleepwear provided for servants of the lord, its plain fabric feeling rough against your skin. As you climbed into the small, hard bed, the worn sheets doing little to offer comfort. Exhausted from the day's events, your body felt heavier than usual, and your mind refused to rest.

Every time you closed your eyes, images of Sukuna's harsh eyes and Master Uraume's cold words flashed through your thoughts. It seemed you wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight.But within a hour or two your body completely shut off and you went to sleep.

After that day,you only seemed to be more called for petty chores or by master uraume to clean up any bloody mess.

Either the only one you found that was fun in your terms is doing the laundry.It honestly the only chore that doesn’t have you stop and discontinue it for another petty reason;it the chore where you could be calm and collected your mind or sing quietly without being suffocated.

But Today it wasn’t laundry day for you to do,it was gardening day.Where you and four others servants have to cut any of the over grown grass and bushes with delicately hands,or else punishment.Which not only was today a horrible day for it to do the garden thing since the clouds were already showing it dark shade of black.

It started thundering,making it much harder to deal with the bush that were constantly moving around with the flow of the hard winds.

Usually the garden is the only place out of the whole palaces that was covered with greenery and has a midsize pound with fishes of whatever type and yet it has the largest section of place that comes completely five in the largest room is the palace.

You were hurrying up to finish your sections of the garden and get inside the palace.You felt bad for the four other servants one of them being in their mid 50’s.

You couldn’t do anything but pray for them to get inside before the horrible weather got to them.You were completely sweating your ass out here;even if it was windy it didn’t help you with how fast you had to move to get this section done you’ll just end up sweating either way.

‘I should be finished in about five minutes’ You spoke in your head while cutting this bushes perfectly done.

During the time of that matter His lord wasn’t having a wonderful day,He just quite annoyed with everything.He had killed three of his concubine’s and Two servants. All of which he didn’t give a single fuck about.

The king of curses,was in a bad mood today;Sukuna doesn’t know what caused it.Could be that fucking loser of a curse Kenjaku coming here and killing his servants and not cleaning his own mistakes.Making his lord sensitive nose smell the stench of mortals rats blood.

Today was the day where the most painfully pathetic people come to his palace to ‘worship’ him and give them help for their villages problems.In which he has half the mind to actually listening to them.But he plays along with it,it something he enjoys doing.

Play with the humans,trick them into thinking that he was even listening to half the bullshit,and when they ask for his powers he was says yes just to see that pathetic face light up,just for him to laugh darkly at the mere thought of helping peasants like them.

And right that moment it where he enjoys being king,hearing the cry’s of mercy are like Christmas rings lighting up a candle,god it was entertaining seeing how many of there faces are starting to appear more ugly than before.

But what made him more angry then usual meeting was this one,there was a sorcerer in the crowd that he recklessly didn’t sense their curse energy. So while he was smirking at the pathetic little rats crying for mercy and this and that.

One of them in the crowd threw a cursed tool at his chest,making it through his body.Within seconds the crowds get quiet and start shaking some pleading again but more quietly.

It when Sukuna sense his blood dripping but also the curse energy of the bastard.Making his jaw clench in frustration and annoyance.

He stand up from his throne and sway one of his four arms to the side,ending everyone in the room effortlessly with his dismante.

His red eyes full with fluming annoyance.His face concealing his anger expression As it was case in a stern look.he walks out pulling out the small sword that dare land on him.

Now walking towards the hallway with a trial of blood following his every step.He already knew that uraume would have something to say about it. You were back inside the palace walking inside the hallways as you walk by the throne room,to notice that June was walking with a mop and a bucket in hand and you have a feeling of what she was gonna do was something that would take a little longer than a usual task.Everything here isn’t a usual task at all.Either are normal days we’re here.

You stood there in the hallway,staring attentively at June figure noticing that she was slightly shaking from her hands.You quickly called her name out,instantly getting her attention as now she walks faster towards you.

As June reached you, she stopped in front of you, panting softly. Her eyes darted around anxiously, as if expecting someone or something to jump out at any moment.

"What's wrong?" you asked nonchalantly but your voice laced with a hint of concern.

June took a deep breath before speaking. "They have me assigned to clean in the throne room…but I heard it was a clean already.." she said, her voice low and shaky.Clearly have been told by someone else to go clean of what happened inside the throne room.

You nodded in response,confusion written on your face before returning into it casual unfazed expression.As you silently walked towards the throne room and opened the door to see what she might be doing.The smell that hit you was so strong and horrific but the sight was just as intense as it was the smell of it.

It was like a blood bath,with multiple body’s slipping blood onto eachother. You could instantly imagine hearing the cry’s of these poor souls.you heard June foot steps coming towards you and then her body frozen from the sight.

As your eyes pupil dilated at the gruesome sight before you, the smell of blood permeating the air more than before,making your stomach churn.

You watched as June's normally cheerful face turned pale and her eyes widened with horror. She covered her mouth with her trembling hand, her whole body quaking from the shock of the gruesome scene before her.

"Oh my…god…," she whispered, her voice barely audible,She said once again. "What…what happened here…?"

You tried to find the right words to say. But the sight of all the bodies and blood left you speechless.You couldn’t get anything out your mouths, scenes like these were always common,but it doesn’t mean that your used to it. You’re just like human like anyone else who hasn’t killed any humans.

You close your eyes and took out sigh,before you recite the words of your mothers.

‘We’re all humans,We all have goodness in our hearts and badness in them too.But what makes people monsters are those who killed humans;the ones who find enjoyment in those actions-‘

You clenched down on your hands,as you sighed down quietly,making the world around you silence.

‘yet theirs humans who most kill others to survive the worst even if they don’t want to.(____) We are the good ones,Yet I’m have badness in my heart for having to make you,my daughter go through this hell.I just want you to know that everyone you’ll ever meet will have a bit of darkness in them,and some will have the light in them too,so don’t go trusting them blindly-‘

As you lip sync the last sentence of her words with calmness.

‘(___) you are an angel that has be chained against your will . . . you are too young to understand what I meant but you are the strongest person i know’

Your mother said this to you when you were just 10 years old,You didn’t have to understand the meaning of her words but the meaning of what her face meant ‘I’m sorry for what I’ve done,but Always remember that there’s good and bad’ and that moment you remember perfectly well.Now that your 25 years old you completely understand what she meant all those years ago. As you opened your eyes to turn to look at June,with a unfazed expression grabbing June shoulders and whispering to her.

“June,You have to be strong . . . So when doing . .stuff like this wouldn’t be difficult to do,but it for you to survive this kind of reality,I’m not the best person with talking as far as I know but …You could do this” You whisper with a complete seriousness in your eyes,follow by another sigh siping out of your lips.

June listened to your words intently, her eyes wide and her breath slightly shaky. Your serious tone made her realize the gravity of the situation, and she slowly nodded in agreement. "Right...I can do this..." she muttered softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

With your words of encouragement, June straightened her back and slowly pulled herself together. She looked at the bloodied mess around her with a newfound determination in her eyes. "Right...I can do this," she repeated, her voice stronger this time.

You hummed in response as you quietly left the throne room to go to do the other chores you have to do.You huff out quietly.

‘you are an angel that has be chained against your will’ the words repeated in your head as you kept your head down,not wanting to let anyone see your pity-ful expression.Whenever you feel like your face was back to it unfazed expression,you rises up your head. As you continue to walk the long hallways,passing through multiple servants who are just like you;Trapped.

As you advanced to the guest rooms to clean up the dusts and change the sheets of the concubines rooms.

The last thing you never want is to be interested in the kings eyes,because only then you’ll know that you’ll find yourself with those beautiful winged creatures that have shown your mother and best friend a place with peace.

Another part done,and this one was longer.I need to go study more about writing Sukuna character cuz I think I didn’t do a great done on his character 😭.Anyway I hope y’all enjoy this part of this series,I will be a bit more busy than expected but I hope I satisfied your hunger. And thanks for your guys love.Also sorry for grammar mistakes.

bonus information:June was the only survivor of Sukuna terror attacks.She saw nothing but flames and smoke from the houses.Uraume was the one who found her and instead of killing her,they decided that she would be a great addition to the servants,June who didn’t have anywhere to go nor could make it alive by herself.So she had no chance and followed uraume.But the whole way to the palace her heart cried out for her loves ones.But she still had to held on some kind of hope.When she became a servant she had a different roommate who was awful towards her;constantly yelling at her for grabbing her clothes or taking to long to do something right,or just yelled her out for being the problem that she was in this mess. When she didn’t do anything wrong. And cried in the depth of the nights of when does this get better for her. After two mouths of learning how to do chores she has,two mouths of dealing with a verbally roommate.Until she never came back to her dorm room,and that was when she was shortly switched over to be roommates with you. And that first she thought you would treat her badly just like her last roommate,but for a couple of nights you were rather silent.And Whenever june gave you a bit of her leftovers,she would finch when you wave her off and shake your head at the offer. And that when she saw that your face was filled with nothingness and emptiness.It made her feel worry but also curious on what happened to you.But after a couple more months she got comfortable with your silent presence,yet she didn’t mind your quiet presence even when she would talk about anything. She actually enjoyed when you spoke a few sentences or even nodded back in response. You were kind towards her even through this hell hole.She hasn’t seen any gore from the time she been here yet.She was 14 years when she came here and it would be a year since being in the palace.

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PLS PLS PLS make a part 2 of gamer bf gumi 😭😭 i really love your stories and this one made me cackle

gamer! megumi x fem reader part twoooo <333

megumi's twitch was blowing up. he was trending on twitter, youtube, and all the other social platforms because of what happened last time. he had to clarrify on his channel that what happened was a mistake and people ate everything he said. from his appology to his new videos, everything. the comments were now filled with, "bring the hot girl back," "she's so hot, makes me gay," "i could let her get me pregnant," yk? usual internet stuff.

"megs, look at these comments," you said, laughing your ass off as you read them out loud. "i bet she's with him because of his big-" you snorted mid sentense, clutching your stomach as your bent forward, laughing so loudly that it echoed through the big apartment. "your fans are amazing."

megumi kept a good job at keeping a straight face, but he's the most monogomous person ever. he would get mad if a guy just stared at you, and now that they were commenting all kinds of stuff just made him even more... furstrated. "yeah." he sighed, his face burried in his phone, reading the statistic reports of his account. you frowned, crawling to him and plopping your legs on his lap that he covered with his hand, caressing your thighs with his thumb.

"is something wrong megs?" you asked, twirling your fingers in his hair, and gently massaging his scalp. megumi wasn't nesessarily the most affectionate person. it took him two months to even kiss you, and even longer to have sex with you. the most affectionate he had even been was just cuddling you when you're on your period, or hugging you when your sad. other than that, his idea of affection was sitting on opposite side of the bed while you read a book, and he played call of duty on his phone.

he sighed, looking up from his phone to meet your gaze. he just nodded, looking at his phone once again. your eyebrows brunched together as you snatched his phone. "hey!" he groaned, you placed his phone on the coffee table as you stradled yourself on his lap. his hands automatically going to your waist and resting lowly, barely touching you, just grazing ever so slightly. his chin was tilted up to meet your soft brown eyes, his jawline sharp, almost slicing through.

"what's wrong?" you asked again, your hands wrapped around his neck as he sighed into the hollow of your neck. his cheeks flushed as his lips pursed into a thin line.

"it's a bit embarassing..." he sighed, you frowned, leaning back to look at him with concern and worry in your eyes, "no no, not that kind of embarassing." he stopped again, sighing deeply before closing his eyes and looking at you again. "i just don't like how everyone is fawning over you. it makes me..." he paused, "i dont know. it makes me uncomfortable, and very furstrated. i don't mean to be rude, but you are one of the smartest person i've ever met, but sometimes, you're so oblivious it makes me laugh." you gasped, making him chuckled as he wrapped his hands around your waist tighter, "but... this... it.." he sighed, his words not forming in his mouth. "i just dont like it when people just say things about you. it's rude and impolite."

you smiled at his words. megumi was usually very mean to you during sex, more dominant and rather aggressive and seeing him like this was new and... nice.

"it's not embarassing," you said, feeling his warm breath hitting your neck as he nuzzled closer to you, "hey, look at me." you sighed, "have you been feeling neglected lately?" you asked. his cheeks darkened as his eyes widened for a brief moment before his expression went back to normal. "megumi!" you said, stretching the vowel to immitate a mocking whine which made him tsk and push you off of his lap.

"stop, y/n." he said in a firm voice, "you're making fun of me and i don't like that. i'm trying to be open here, and you're..." he trailed off, making you sigh, "i don't know." he breathed out, running his hand through his silken raven hair. you got up, walking to him and hugging him from behind, tip-toeing to kiss his shoulder.

"i'm sorry, megumi. come on, i will help you feel a little... less neglected." you grinned. he turned to look at you with a frown, you bit your lip and kissed him lightly before you dragged him to the sofa. "sit here, and come in when i call you," you instructed, "okay?"

"what are you up to?" he asked with a big grin. you had a little something planned. it wasn't something special but just enough to make the both of you happy. you decided to wear your favourite lingiere to surprise him and then you brought your phone, setting it on the tripod and turning the camera on.

"megumiii!" you called him. your heart throbbed against your chest as you looked around the dimly lit room. the candles added a beautiful romantic vibe to the room. the sheets were clean and the room looked fairly beautiful, and with you in the center, it might as well be called heaven.

"y/n, i swear if it's something-" he swallowed his words as soon as he saw you. the seductive pose you striked was in no way shape or form seductive, to be honest, you felt funny in that position, but the outfit, matched with the light innocent make-up and loose hair. he was going insane.

"you said it made you feel furstrated that they were so focused on your girlfriend, right?" you asked, leaning in to grab him arm and pulling him onto the bed, but he just stood there. his legs encaging you, "why don't you take your furstrating out on me?" you whispered, your voice trailing up his ear, leaving goosebumps as his hands gently caressed your arm. "and show it to them." you pointed at the camera recording, and his eyes followed. his cheeks reddened as he looked back at you. he tilted your face by his fingers, placed firmly under your chin and kissed your deeply. your elbows behind you for support.

you felt his hand push you down onto the bed as he hovered on top of you. his hands slid beneath your thin lace dress, making you gasp from his cold touch, he took it to advantage and explored every inch of your mouth that was his. you pulled back for a second, taking his sweatshirt off as he panted again, his raven hair falling on his face, covering a slight bit of his flushed face. you breathed out deeply before you kissed him again, this time the kiss slower. more passionate. more intimate.

you moved your hands to trace his abs and bring his body closer to yours by pulling him with the strap of his pants. he breaks the kiss, looking at you with lust in his eyes and his mouth practically drooling at the sight of his pretty girlfriend all dressed up for him and the fact that it was recording, just added fuel to the fire. god knows, how many times he will jerk off to it.

"this is going to be a long night, sweatheart."

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ending in a cliff-hanger because i like it how it is and also cuz i'm lazy. sorry for not posting a lot lately, i've been busy with my finals :( i hope u guys liked this 💗 (p.s. thank you for all the messages!!! they make my dayyy!<33 and plus also, i love the star wars memes ya'll sended 😭)

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GIVING UP matt sturniolo

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, dwntwn-strnlo.

↳ 𝐀/𝐍. part 2 of enchanted! go read part 1 first :)

ALSO the triplets are just drinking water or whatever bc i dont wanna cross boundaries!

↳ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. matthew sturniolo x reader

↳ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. was it ever really over?

↳ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃? kinda (a part 2 was requested by multiple ppl)

↳ 𝐂𝐖! use of y/n, slight angst, alcohol involved party, happy ending, not proofread

"please don't be in love with somebody else . . .

. . . please don't have somebody waiting on you"

enchanted - taylor swift . . . speak now, tv. 2023

your eyes landed on the tall blonde first. he was facing the opposite direction, but you knew immediately who it was. his name quickly bubbled up in your throat, but you shoved it back down as hard as you could. that was your old life, and you're still trying to get over it.

but that small sighting immediately raised red flags in your head. you knew you had to get out of that party as soon as possible. and its not like its the start of the party anyways, its close to 2am. but now that you knew one of them was here, its safe to assume all three of them are here.

"hey, i'm gonna head out," you weakly smile to your friend, a slight edge to your voice. "sorry."

clearly intoxicated, they don't say anything, they just smile and nod.

you turn around quickly, only making it a few feet before your stuck in the crowd again. internally groaning to yourself, you start shoving past people, murmuring quick "sorry"'s, and "excuse me"'s.

standing up on the tips of your toes, you look over peoples heads. trying to see how close you are to the exit.

but the only thing you find is a pair of sweetly loved blue eyes, staring back into yours.

this time you can't keep the name out of your mouth, "matt. . .?" you whisper, his name slipping right past your tongue.

. . . three and a half years ago

"matt. . ." your sentence trailed off, you didn't mean to leave the words like that, but yet you did anyway.

matt sits beside you on the couch, his hands intertwined with yours. "we can make it work, y/n. i can fly out to-"

you shake your head, cutting him off. "matt. . ."

his smile was fading, his once contempt eyes dark. he's been pushing you to go, but begging you to take you with him. never wanting to let go of you and the possible future you could have together.

"c'mon, it can't be that hard!" a sad, pathetic, weak laugh breached his lungs. his eyes clearly holding back tears as he tries to reason with you. "i'm already flying from california to massachusetts, what's one more trip? one more flight? huh? i promise we can figure it out."

. . . present day

it seemed like he had just seen a ghost, and it was latched onto your body from the way he stared at you. his eyes were wide and panicked, and he looked around quickly before landing back on you.

you honestly can't tell if he's scoping out immediate exits, or looking to see if anyone can see what he's about to do. because you definitely don't expect to see him shove past several people to get to where currently stands. right in front of you, close enough to hear your heart pounding.

"y/n," he mumbles. his eyes still wide, clearly surprised with himself in the fact that he just made his way over to you after not speaking to you in years.

"hey," you whisper, suddenly feeling small.

and he's quick to sense your unease. curtesy of being the only person in your life for two years. "you look good," he smiles, still wary of the fact that he's standing right in front of you. basking in your presence once more.

"thank you," i murmur. still in shock that im finally seeing him again.

"how's uh- how's school?" he asks, trying to talk to you, expanding the moment. "you're graduating in a few months, right?"

you laugh. "its awful," you say, running a hand through your hair.

his expression softens, a look of sadness in his eyes. you can't tell if he genuinely feels bad, or if its a look of pity. "oh." he sighs. "i'm sorry to hear that, y/n."

the fact that he called you by his name hit hard. one of the only times he's called you by your name was when you broke up, and it still hurts. nobody can say your name the way he did. and it just tore you up from the inside out.

you stared longingly into his eyes, not sure what to say. you want to say something, but you don't know what.

. . .

"if you want to give up, that's fine. i can make it work if you don't want to anymore. i just can't let go of you so easily." he mumbles, ignoring the fact that he's let several tears fall. "it doesn't have to be we can make this work, it can be i, can make this work."

. . .

"have you given up yet?" he whispered, a small, hopeful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. his voice is barely audible under the booming trap music above you, but you can pick out what he asked.

you lightly smile, "no."

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So? Miles 42

Warning: mentions of nudity.

Aged up: About 24

Play this song while reading.

You had finally caved and let miles take you on a romantic getaway. Where you ask. To a tiny little cottage in the middle of the Scottish lands. On the edge of a hill overlooking a beautiful ravine. 

The bedroom had beautiful glass doors with beautiful stained glass that cast an enchanting rainbow of colours over my naked sleeping body, a sheet covering my most intimate places. Miles' hand reached over gently, tucking my wavy hair from my face. 

‘Stunning,’ he thought. 

His hands shock his heart hammering in his chest threatening to jump though his rib cage right there and then. 

He was about to do something that stuck fear through every cell in his being. Letting out a shaky breath he chuckled inwardly at how cowardly he was being. He had faced things much more dangerous than that. He had been sitting there for two hours. Two hours as he tried to work up the courage. Dropping his head to his hands he sighed. 

“Come on Miles,” he whispered, trying to encourage himself. 

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Hearing a door close I frowned  being pulled from my sleep. Yawning I pulled the sheets closer to my body, an embarrassed smile working its way onto my face remembering the actions from the night before. My hand reached out to the opposite side of the bed where miles should have been only to feel cold empty sheets. My frown deepened as I peeled my eyes open being greeted with the beautiful colourful rays of light cast over the bed. A pretty sight that brought a smile to my face. Only my smile faltered slightly when I saw a glint of light. A glint of light that emitted from my hand. Particular what was on my hand. What was on my ring finger. The ring that was on my ringer finger. My jaw slack slightly as I took in what it actually was. It was Rio's engagement ring. A ring that had been in her family for five generations. A simple ring with an oval diamond pitched between a twist of a band. 

It took a while for my brain to realize what it was, and why it was on my finger. I sat upright with a start holland it closer to my face. Then my eyes lifted to the figure in the distance through the glass. 

My heart thundered in my chest as I pushed open the doors, gripping the sheet tightly around around me as the cold air nipped at my skin. he was standing down in the lake skipping stones across it.

“Miles,” I called softly. He turned around, giving me the chance examined his nervous expression that he tried to hide behind a blank face. It reminded me of when he had first asked me to be his girlfriend. We stared at each other for a moment before he shrugged running his hand down his neck.

“So?” he asked simply. So? Thats how he was going to ask.

“Your mum's going to kill you if she finds out you asked like that,” I muttered. Why was I saying that? Well I needed confirmation. If i didn't get it I don't think I would believe it. 

“Well, I was gonna do the whole on one knee and big speech thing. But I realized I've already said all I need to. You know you're the only one for me. Nothing will every change that,” his voice was shaky and for the first time in a long time I could physically see how nervous he was. 

“Plus I'm scared as hell Mi Vida,” he admitted honestly with a breathy chuckle.

“Scared of what?” I asked.

“Scared your gonna say no,” he whispered almost painfully.

“Why would I say no?” I asked. I almost beat myself right there and then. What was I doing? 

“Alot of reasons, I dont know,” he shrugged.

“All I know is that I love you with my whole being,” he sighed, looking to the ground. “Fuck that was corny,” he whispered more to himself. 

“So?” he asked again looking up at me. 

“So?” I repeated his words. “Say it,” I pressed. He knew what I wanted to hear.

“Only if you promise to say yes,” he whispered. He didn't want to say it. When he said it he would need to get an answer. And there was a possibility that the answer would be no. After all there was only two answers. I gave a shaky nod as I waited for his next words. He stared at me as a grin formed on his face. Of course I was making him say it.

“Will you marry m-?” before his question was through I had crashed into him throwing my body into his. The impact had us tumbling back, plunging into the water for a brief moment. As we resurfaced I left only a moment for Miles to catch his breath before planting my lips on his finding it the only way to express the utter joy I was feeling. It was heavy as he pulled me and the wet sheet closer to him, his hand weaving into my wet hair that dropped down into his face. Only when I needed air did I pulled back Miles moving with me so we were now sitting up me straddling his lap our waists in the water. Miles froze momentarily seeing the biggest and brightest smile spread across my face, my eyes filled with happy tears as a harmonic laugh escaped my lips. A laugh of excitement and pure joy.

“How could I ever say no?” I asked.

“Say it,” he pressed, needing the confirmation as his hands found my waist looking upon me like I was the most amazing thing he had ever seen.

“Yes, YES! of corse I'll marry you!” I exclaimed. A large breath of utter relief left him as he pulled me close burying his head on my neck. 

“You said yes,” he whispered to himself the excitement burst from his chest in a triumphant laugh as he shoot up swinging me around the sheet swirling after me in the water. 

“FUCK YEAH!” he yelled into the air. Gently setting me down I beamed watching the water drip down his face. The utter adoration sparking in his eyes had me leaning in for another kiss. 

“I love you so god dam fucking much,” he whispered resting his forehead against mine. 

“I love you too,” I whispered. 

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Stepping into the airport from the trip home Miles held me close to his side as we laughed about nothing in particular.

“AHHHHHHHHH!” The excited scream had us both turning to the waiting area where a very big family stood all clustered together with balloons and sighs. Rio bolted towards us tears in her eyes. Behind her stampede said family.

“I'm so happy!” Rio cried as she slammed into us. We were enveloped in hugs congratulations and praises of all sorts. 

“Rio, I, I can't thank you enough,” I whispered as she looked at the ring in melancholy. It was her ring, it was crazy.

“Don't thank me Miha. This ring was always meant to end up on your hand. It brought me alot of joy. As I'm sure its going to bring you too,” she said reaching up to cup my cheek.

“And no more of this Rio, nonsense. To you I'm Mum now,” she said.

“Alright then, Mum,” I said. She smiled fighting off a sob as she brought me into a bone-crushing hug.

“God, I love you,” she muttered.

“Ma, you'll suffocate her,” Miles muttered.

“Dont talk to me. How did I raise you huh. Whats with that So? Bull shit you pulled. Lo juro por Dios, debería haberte castigado más cuando eras un niño,” she began ranking as she gave her son a slap upside the head. 

“Hey! just be happy I asked her ok,” he muttered.

“Yeah finally,” Aaron commented. 

“Come on, the rooftops already set up,” Rio stated.

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Later that night I walked with Miles hand in hand. We came to a stop and Miles kneeled down dusting of the leaves from the top of his fathers gave.

“Hi Dad,” he whispered.

“I finally did it. Just like you said,” Miles whispered. I placed a hand on his shoulder crouching down extending my hand out to the grave to show the ring.

“Bloody oaf put it on me while I was asleep and then had the gall to simply say so?” I copied Miles voice making him smirk slightly. 

“Well I did better than him. He got so nervous he passed out while he asked mum,” Miles said. I smiled hooking my arm in his, leaning in close.

“Well I hope you approve of me. Even though I was the one to encourage your son to sneak out that one time,” I joked returning my gaze to the grave.

“I still can't believe he believed your lie,” Miles shock his head. A soft silence passed over us.

“He approved of you. He was the first one to know I liked you. He said. “Son, that girl there. she's a good one. Dont blow it,” Miles recalled his fathers words. I smiled looking love the grave. I missed him, he was a good man. Sniffing back a sob my lips trembled. Miles should have his dad here. He should be able to hug him and share in the excitement. My heart cried for him.

“I love you dad,” he whispered. Seeing tears welling up behind his eyes I smiled softly pressing a kiss to his shoulder rubbing my thumb on his arm.

“So wish me luck, Imma need it," he joked grinning at me.

[ichangedmycornyahhname]

Aged up!Lo'ak x Fem Omaticaya!reader

A pain in the ass

Summary: Lo'ak and Y/N were never fond of one another, always teasing and taunting. Usually Lo'ak could deal with her teasing, but one day he reaches his breaking point.

Warnings: It's smut y'all | Dominant Lo'ak/Bratty reader | The usual smut stuff | p in v | Not proof read

Her head tilted with amusement as she sat with her friend Emu. The two had perched up in the huge trees, basking in the cool shade as they observed the scene below them. Lo'ak, the son of the great Toruk Mokto was currently being lectured at by the great warrior. While Y/N had originally been up in the trees to relax, it would seem today she struck gold. She watched intently at the hunched shoulders of Lo'ak, his shameful demeanor being no surprise. This occurred a lot. Lo'ak getting in trouble, Jake lecturing him, and his big brother Neteyam attempting to defend him. Except this time seemed different. More intense. Like he'd really screwed up.

"Ooh he's done for this time." Emu joked as she swung her legs in the air. While Y/N didn't turn to her, she did give a chuckle in response. "Definitely. I wonder what that Sxkang did this time. Probably tried joining the fight again. Eywa he's so stupid." Y/N said as she stood from her spot on the tree top. It seemed as though the argument was coming to a closing, or perhaps an opening for her. She glanced over at Emu, her friends jubilant expression coming as no surprise. Emu was always a joy, no matter the circumstances. "C'mon, let's go. I'm not going to let a chance like this go to waste." Y/N urged as she made her way to the trunk of the tree. She began to climb down, her friend following closely behind. The rough bark wasn't anything unfamiliar. In fact, Y/N enjoyed the forests welcoming nature.

"How come you're always trying to bother him? And dont use that lame excuse like 'He's fun to annoy'. You know you enjoy being around him Y/N." Her friend spoke slyly, a grin painting her lips. Y/N could only roll her eyes in response, a look of distaste now on her face. "No, I don't. Now quit trying to put those crazy ideas in my head." She grumbled as her feet thudded against the dirt and grass. Her friend landed next to her, a knowing look on her face. "Okay Y/N, whatever you say. I'll see you later after your little playdate with Lo'ak." Before Y/N could get in a word, Emu departed, making her way in the opposite direction. Y/N could only sigh as she pondered on her friends words. She couldn't quite wrap her head around the thought of actually enjoying Lo'aks presence. Sure he wasn't horrible to be around, and his sense of humor wasn't bad, he was Lo'ak. The same boy who she teased years ago, curious as to how he managed to have four fingers instead of three.

She trudged through the shady forest, wandering flora and fauna catching her eyes along the way. Soon she passed a marker. The small notch that was etched into the tree beside her. An L, for Lo'ak. Months ago Y/N had found this little hide out of Lo'aks, managing to patronize him even further. Now that Y/N really thought about it, she was always around Lo'ak. Maybe Emu was right- No. Hell to the no. The thought itself made her face crumple into one of distaste, the desire to rid her mind of it growing strong.

"Ew, what the hells wrong with your face?" Her head snapped towards the voice, a scowl replacing the previous distaste. "I know you're not talking, not after you just got in trouble. Again." The man could only scoff at her words, eyes rolling as he leaned against a tree. "You're such a bitch. You really came all the way out here just to talk shit? Man get a life." Lo'ak snapped out, his brows furrowing at her attitude. Y/N did the same, her brows furrowing as her arms folded across her chest. "I'm the bitch? Yeah okay, but who gets yelled at on the daily? I'd say you're the biggest bitch of them all Lo'ak."

That did it. Lo'ak pushed his body off of the tree, making his way towards Y/N. He stared down at her, his eyes lingering on hers with his intentions unclear. While the sudden closeness should've intimidated her, Y/N had grown used to it over the years. With the constant bickering between the two, she wasn't surprised by his aggression. "What? Gonna talk to me like your dad talks to you? Or you gonna beat me up huh? I wish you would pussy." She snorted, her arms unfolding as she held them up in defense. "I'm so sick of you and your big mouth." He grunted as he spun her around and grasped at her wrists. The male pushed her up against the nearest tree, pressing her face into the bark as he neared her ear. "Alright ma, you wanna keep fucking with me? Fine." He nipped at the tip of her pointed ear. "We can keep fucking.." He aired out as his free hand grasped at the side of her pretty waist.

Eywa, she could hardly contain herself as he rubbed against her ass, roughly pressing himself against her. His cock felt hard against her, the feeling being completely new to her. She groaned out, her hands digging into the flesh of Lo'aks wrist. His grasp on her was unyielding as the two made out sloppily. He was rough, assertive, and so damn hot. His little sighs and grunts had her shaking her ass for more, the pressure of his cock becoming a nuisance. She was growing sick of the same motions, and with her clit throbbing beneath her untouched folds, she was growing irate. "Fuck..you really are a pussy huh? Too scared to actually fuck me.." Lo'ak only laughed in response, amused by her display. "Can't take it any longer Mama? I knew you'd break first. Want my dick huh?" He pulled gently at her loincloth, not quite removing it. He enjoyed leading her on, teasing her as she had done to him before.

"I don't think you've earned it yet..maybe if you beg for it I'll give in." Was he stupid? Had he fallen during his hunt? Who did he think she was? Y/N whined at his ultimatum, her head shaking as best as it could against the tree. "Damn..Lo'ak you're such a punk." She breathed out as she began to squish her thighs together, the slight friction bringing slight satisfaction. But it wasn't enough, and wasn't what she wanted. "Trying to prove a point Lo'ak? Or just mad your ego is bigger than your dick?" That struck a nerve. Y/N suddenly found herself a moaning mess as the young hunters fingers pressed at her clit. He continued this motion until finally, Y/N broke. "Lo'ak please! Just give it to me..I can't take it any longer." He smirked, his fingers slipping from her loincloth only to rip it off instead. "That's all you had to say Ma.." He smirked as he aligned his cock with her pretty pussy. Slowly he slid it in, the squeeze of her gushy cunt sending jolts of pleasure up his spine. "Fuck ma..you're so warm. Mm you love this don't you?" He moaned out as he began his rough pace with her. Y/N mewled as she stood onto her tippy toes, the pleasure within her pussy growing stronger. "Ohh this slutty cunt is sucking me in so good..is this what you wanted ma? Me to fuck the attitude outta you huh? Fuck..m'feels fucking incredible.

His hand finally released her wrists, allowing her to grasp at the trees as support. All while his other hand came up to tangle into her hair, somehow finding its way to her queue. He tugged gently at it, testing the waters. Y/N only jolted in response, the combined feelings beginning to overstimulate her. "Lo'ak please..please.." She whimpered out, her eyes softening as she glanced back at him. Their eyes met, Lo'aks smug look turning into one of fascination. He wanted to see her reaction again, and this time with her entire face. He slipped his cock out of her, her slick connecting the two with a squish. "I love that face you make mama...make it again for me hmm?" Lo'ak turned her around, and lifted her legs, pulling them around his waist with eagerness. He stretched his cock back into her, earning a gasp from her as he began to fuck back into her. Lo'aks hand found its way back to her queue, giving the same gentle tug and earning another whine of desperation. "It's so sensitive. S'too much Lo..." He grunted, leaning into her neck to lick harsh bite marks. "Say it again. What you just called me.."

"Lo..!" She cried out as his thumb found her sensitive clit. He brushed over it roughly, causing her legs to spasm with pleasure. And suddenly she couldn't hold it in anymore. Her orgasm felt like being heaven itself, a fog washing over her as she rode out her high. All the while, Lo'ak chased his own high, groaning out with a clenched jaw and hurried breaths. The warm gush of his cum dripping down the lips of her cunt sent a whimper out of her. The two remained still, Lo'aks face buried in her neck while Y/Ns fingers threaded through his braids. "If I knew teasing you that much would make you fuck me..I would've done it a long time ago.."

"Shut up ma.."

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im gonna be honest but your response to being told that your china's features dont look very asian is kind of wild, especially considering op was an asian person. Like, the fact a non-asian creator received criticism by an affected minority and basically told them that they were wrong about how their own ethnic background looks is kind of insane?? Especially when like, they offered advice on how to make it look more accurate. I know that your intentions likely weren't to do that and you were just being defensive because,,,, who isn't when accused of racism, (like i feel you) but I think you need to realise that there's nothing that screams "I don't care what minorities think" more than... effectively telling a POC you know what their people look like more than they do. Really, all it took was being open to criticism, and being willing to play around with his features to see if they could be adjusted (hm,,, maybe make the eyes less centred so they dont look so heavy set, go a little easier on those very obvious eyelids, etc) to look more asian instead of the artistic version of skull measuring (/J) lolol. Anyways thats just my two cents

I might sound a bit incoherent or blunt but I just have a migraine and this day has NOT been good /gen

As I stated before I 100% understand where people were coming from in regards to it and that I don't take the issue of whitewashing/making things eurocentric lightly and that I do take care to make characters look like the ethnicities they belong to.

Sometimes things look wonky! Shit happens!!

Quite frankly I was being defensive but to go ahead and once again assume ill intent and that that defense was some "I know better than you" rhetoric is exactly why I was defensive in the first place.

someone pointed an issue out, I said that I have that noted for future reference and that this was very clearly a one off issue, and that Im also showing that the sketch was poorly positioned but the lower nose bridge is still present and that bad faith and bad intentions should not always be assumed. Honestly this should have really just been a one and done move on situation especially for a sketch I did in less than five minutes.

I'm also just extremely 3-Dimensional in the way in which I think when it comes to the art process which is why I included the drawings not because of some weird "skull measuring" thing (which wouldn't even have made sense in the context anyways and honestly wild to even accuse someone of doing). I just could not word it without writing out an essay or some incomprehensible word vomit. I was just using a tactic commonly found in animation where you use "onion skins" to find the next breakdown/inbetween in the sequence to help show how he would have looked like from a front facing perspective with a neutral facial expression.

I'm not saying that I don't care or that I know more than them, and that is actually pretty close to the opposite of what I said verbatim!

I just felt the need to note that the features I showed are valid features and that simply reducing all people of east asain decent into having the same exact face (or just nose) shape is weird especially considering how much diversity there is. There are a wide variety of features in China and to go ahead and say that only ONE of them is valid and should be depicted is something that SHOULD receive push back not matter any previous context, which is what I was pointing out in the first place.

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"Are you sure you want to do this?" Jake and Y/N stood outside of their fathers apartment door after he bailed on them, once again. She could see how tense her brother was, from the frown on his face to the clench in his fist. Polar opposite to how he usually felt. "I have to, or hes going to keep doing it" She whispered an okay before giving his hand a reassuring squeeze, letting him know that she was right there with him, before knocking on the door. A few moments later, the door opened and Roger Peralta looked surprised to see them. "Jake! Y/N! I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the party" he started to say and Y/N could already feel an excuse coming, "I'm subbing for a buddy who's got an early flight, I'm sure you're upset" There it is. "No, actually. I'm not upset at all" She wanted to say something, but Jake was finally standing up for himself and she wasn't going to stop him. "yeah? great" She wanted to wipe the stupid smile off his face, not believing he could be this clueless to think Jake actually wasn't upset. "No, more relieved. You know you were always my hero, but i think i'm finally starting to see you for who you really are. A regional airline pilot whose landings are bumpy as hell and a pretty selfish guy who genuinely doesn't care about being a dad" She couldn't be more proud of her brother and agreed with every word he just said. "Jake, you don't understand. There was a downdraft on the drummondville runway." The Peralta patriarch kept looking at Y/N out of the corner of his eye, feeling uncomfortable under her glare. "It's not my fault" It never is. "Look, i've been making excuses for you my whole life, no matter how many times Y/N told me not to. But you're a pretty crappy father, and until you're ready to be a good one, don't call me" Y/N wanted to jump for joy. She couldn't remember the amount of times she envisioned this moment happening, and to see the shocked expression on their fathers face made it worth the wait.

"Also, im taking your captains hat cause it's cool and I want it" Jake spoke as he reached into the apartment, grabbing the hat from the table that was beside the door, before putting it on. "Go on without me. I'll meet you outside, there's something I need to say" He looked at her as if to say, are you sure? After a reassuring nod, he gave his sisters shoulder a squeeze before heading down the hallway and making his way outside. Not before sending one final glare towards Roger. Y/N waited till she didn't hear Jakes footsteps anymore before turning towards her father once again. "You really messed up this time" Roger went to defend himself, but she held a hand out, not letting him get a word out. "Save it. You're always full of excuses" Y/N couldnt hold her anger back much longer. Years of pent up rage just threatening to burst free. "Jake has been nothing but loving towards you. Even when you don't deserve it. And you show up all of a sudden acting like you want to spend time with him, when all you want to do is use him for your own selfish gain. You should be ashamed of yourself!" "Now hold on..." "I'm not done" He shut his mouth quick enough, surprised at the way his daughter was speaking to him. Y/N was finally letting all of her feelings out and it was making her feel lighter and lighter by the second. "I have spent my whole life trying to protect Jake, and I would like to think i've done a damn good job. So if you don't get serious about being in his life, dont bother coming back. It doesnt matter to me, i've gotten used to you disappointing me, but i'll be damned if I let you hurt him again" Roger Peralta had never felt so put in his place before, but there was also a small feeling of pride. Knowing just how much his children cared for one another. He couldnt think of anything to say, but it didnt matter. Even if he did, he watched as Y/N turn around and walk away at a fast pace, wanting to get away from him as fast as possible. When she got outside, she saw her brother sitting on the front steps of the building with his head in his hands. She carefully approached him and sat beside him on the cold steps, lightly nudging his arm. "Hey, dont think about him, we're better off" He tiredly ran his hands down his face while letting out a long sigh, "I'm so dumb, how could I not see this coming" "Hey, youre not dumb" she protested as she wrapped her arm around is shoulders, not wanting him to feel bad about himself, "you're just a hopeful person, thats a good quality to have" He looked over at her with a small smile, "What did I do to deserve an amazing sister like you" "I dont know, something amazing in a past life" They both laughed before standing up and heading to Y/Ns car, heading back to Shaw's bar where their work family was waiting for them.

[heartsoji]

LOVE LANGUAGES

starring the bllk boys!

featuring nagi seishiro and mikage reo

a/n: i'll most likely do a part 2 for this with more and different characters but my recent reo obsession and writers block compelled me to do just this duo

NAGI SEISHIRO

physical touch + quality time!

this is extra proof that this man is me 2.0 (physical touch + quality time r my love languages too!)

nagi doesn't really know how to express love. he isn't good with or keen on words, too lazy for acts of service, and doesn't really know what a "thoughtful gift" would be

however, he just enjoys being with you

you guys dont even need to be talking. he just enjoys soaking up your presence

he's also quite keen on physical touch! run your fingers through his hair and he'll be putty in your hands

nagi isn't really a morning person, so if you try to leave the bed when its still morning, he'll pull you back into bed and press you again his chest, nuzzling his nose into your hair

he's pretty tall, so he also like resting his head or elbow atop your head (it's too much of a hassle to keep my head up, he'll say)

sometimes he feels bad that he can't get you nice things like reo, or express his undying love for you, but he's found ways to say "i love you" in his own, special, nagi seishiro way

MIKAGE REO

acts of service + gift giving + physical touch

as we all know very damn well, reo doesn't like having things just handed to him

he does, however, like handing things to you

we all know that reo is rich asf

like not normal rich mans is STUPID rich

he spoils you sm even when you yell at him not to

however, his gifts aren't just things like expensive diamonds and fancy whatnots (they are sometimes tho)

like yes, if your eyes linger on a lipstick for even a second too long, he's throwing it in the cart, but also, if you're complaining of a craving, he'll drive an hour away just to get the best quality version of what you wanted, or if you're complaining about your period, he will go out and buy pads and tampons of different sizes, midol, a hot water bottle, chocolate, whatever you need!

he's actually very thoughtful! the opposite of nagi (sorry)

taking care of you like that is just something that makes him happy

he's also big on physical touch

like yk how when we first meet him he's like playing w/ nagi's hair? yes. he does that to you too!

and let me tell you IT FEELS SO GOOD

LIKE HIS FINGERS ARE MAGICAL

SPEAKING OF WHICH

he gives the best massages!

he has experience with nagi, so if you're feeling sore, you're in good hands with reo!

i also think that he just really likes holding you

he has low-key attachment issues and like jealousy problems, but holding you in his arms just makes him feel like you're never gonna leave, and you're his and his only

he's my literal dream irl bf. rich? yes. cute? yes. thoughtful? yes. touchy? yes. 10/10 would date irl.

heartsoji 𑁍 please do not steal, plagiarize, or repost onto any platform. thank you!