#i tried making them literally right after we discovered. what they Were. and that they were siffrin's favorite thing ever
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â・Ëŕ¨My extraterrestrials experiences after shiftingŕ§Ë・â
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extraterrestrials- "They are beings or life forms that originate from outside Earth, typically from other planets, moons, or even different galaxies."
Okay apparently they are Aliens and not Spirits or ghosts( That was my mistake, but I lowkey still think they are spirits.. atleast through my experiences)
One thing that surprised me was that extraterrestrials exist, it was one thing no one would convince me were real because it didn't make sense to me in anywayyy, I couldn't fathom how they were other beings like with flesh that existed with us but it changed after I first discovered shifting.
I'll mention 6 of them because there are honestly alot I could write a whole ass 20 pages and I'm not even kidding.
I WILL BE REFERING TO THEM AS "IT" or "THEY" BECAUSE I DON'T THINK THEY HAVE GENDERS.... well I honestly couldn't tell.
I assigned them names because why not, except from one who already had a name.
LONG POST AHEADâźď¸
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Linaâž
I first met Lina when I 1st astral projected for the 1st time, I kid you not I was scared asf. And its understandable because I was still beleving that spirits and demons are scary and that I am going to die if I ever meet one. Lets just say I screamed myself back into my body and started going to church againđ. We met again after 2years because I was so scared that I did not attempt anything spiritual for 2 whole years!!.
I tried astral projecting again and they came to me as soon as I was exploring outside my room. Again I was scared asf but I kept telling myself that I was safe and in control. I tried speaking to them at first but they was just staring at me and I was starting to get uncomfortable and I wanted to leave but I didn't know if it was going to attack me or not.
As I started to leave they talked to me, but it was telepathic because... okay first of all it had no mouth but I could hear its voice in my head. ( and I have to add that it had no normal voice but it was like static? that's the only way I can describe it.)
Anyway they asked me where I was going to which surprised me because...wtf why would they ask me where I'm going. I was legit scared and was finding a way to leave and it said something that shocked me that I even made a post abt it ( The post).
I didn't get to answer them and they disappeared and I was brought back to my body. I have never seen them again and I would lowkey want to just to show it how much I've improved nowđ.
2. Areę¤
I am so sure she is a female because of the aura that she was emitting to me felt so safe and cuddly.
I met her after my first time shifting. I still remember that feeling that I had of not wanting to go back to my cr but at the same time fearing that I might miss my parents if I decide to just stay here, I went to bed in my reality and said my safeword but instead of returning to my cr I went straight to the void. I didn't fully understand what the void was at that time so I assumed I was dreaming or something.
I suddenly started feeling my surroundings changed and I was in a field, I told myself that I was lucid but it didn't quite feel like I was in a lucid dream but I knew deep down that I said that because I didn't want to scare myself.
I suddenly had that feeling that I wasn't alone and when I looked to my right she was there literally close to me that I screamed a little. I moved away a bit and I remember feeling safe even though she had scared me. She was actually really helpful, because I kept asking questions after questions and even asked her if she's been to earth and she said yes but she didn't stay because of how low vibrational it wasđ. One thing I will never forget is when I asked her If I should permashift or not because at that time I was so desperate to leave my cr but I was scared to leave my family and she said, "Reality belongs to you and only you, wherever you go your loved ones will also be there with you" I cried my eyes out lmao but it honestly changed the way I viewed permashifting. I still am planning to but I am now not in a hurry.
I have seen her again and I last saw her last year at around the time I was taking a break from shifting.
3.Beauđź
This one was interesting and kind of playful and I'm glad that I got to meet them after I had gotten rid of my fears.
They were in my Lucid dream and it appeared after I tried making a portal to shift to my WR. I was a bit frightened because it kept on changing forms? like it would change into my mom then my s/o then my teacher, it was honestly confusing and I asked them what they wanted and that's when it changed into its original form. Idk what to say to them and I assumed that maybe they were friends or atleast knew Are. But it didn't because it looked at me like I was crazy when I asked them about her.
Anyway I didn't really know what to do so I just kept on exploring the dream while they were following me around. I had a feeling that it was a child like around 9years in human age but who knows. they ended up scaring me awake thođ.
Oh and I've never seen them again.
4.Slayâ.
This is a recent and when I say it was kind of mean. And it was when I astral projected. The minute I opened my eyes it was in my room, ofc it scared the living shit out of me that I "ran" (not really) out of my room and it kept on following me, and I just screamed at it to leave me alone. And it did but I was scared that I just went back to my body đâđž
5. DoeŕźÂˇË
Appeared to me while I was in my 80s reality and told me that they knew I was not from this reality ( the 80s one) and I was ofc shocked to my coreee because I thought they were going to prevent me from going back to my crđ¤Śđ˝ââď¸.
They were a bit talkative, they were asking me alot of questions from why I shifted, to my life in my cr and I was lowkey skeptical that they wanted the info to take it to the government( The movies that I've watched!!! Omg đ) Anyway I was answering some questions and was also asking them some but they refused to answer some but they said that they approached me because they could tell that my soul had recently arrived there!!!, which was honestly fun to hear, like they can tell if someone shifted here!!?
Anyways I didn't see them again when I recently shifted to my 80s reality.
6.YuiâĄ
That was there name when I had asked. They came to me in a lucid dream as I was flying but they were impersonating my childhood friend. I easily noticed and told them to reveal its real form and they looked shocked that I easily found out, but at this point it was easy.
They refused and wanted to stay in that form and I was like okay, whatever makes you happy I guess. But I had a feeling that they wanted something because I honestly don't think they would approach you for the fun of it?
But yeah they continued to hang out around me which was weirding me out because it making me become aware that the place that I was... was in my mind, like it was making me become so aware I didn't like it and I woke myself up.
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Yeah I guess that's it ofc there are some that I didn't mention but I felt like these were the more interesting imo.
Shoutout to these beautiful people for asking me to make a post about it <3 ( @gonfreecs123) (@vwrtual )
I am happy to answer any questions you haveđŠˇđŠˇ
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i have successfully made malanga fritters from In Stars and Time and God are they good bros
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#in stars and time#food#i tried making them literally right after we discovered. what they Were. and that they were siffrin's favorite thing ever#and they were good! but not blows your mind kind of good. no heavenly smell. just normal smell#i tried a second attempt with giraumon (or rather. an acorn squash. close enough) and also onion and vinegar n spices#bc all the recipes i found were all Different and i wanted to figure out what to do personally#and that attempt was a horrific failure and it was right before my friend and i were streaming another episode and i was so sad#i realized that the addition of new ingredients introduced too much water and it was way too wet#even after draining a lot of the liquid it couldn't really be saved#also i think the oil was too hot. i nearly did the same thing here but i turned it down before they got too burnt#but yeah! i'll try at least one more time with the squash again but i wanted to get the flavors right#and the secret was Adobo Seasoning#i still am on the fence abt putting in vinegar cuz. having mayo as a dipping sauce really elevates it djdgdjd#it's creamy and has the vinegar acidic bite to it that this needs! and it's so good dude#i did make these ones pretty salty though. whoops dhdgdj they were undersalted last time and now it's too much lol
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Things are bad right now.
As many of you know, way back in 2020 we werenât sure if our business was gonna make it. Our factory was already on break for Lunar New Yearâa month-long holiday for many businesses in the areaâand with the announcement of COVID19, everything shut down indefinitely. We knew immediately we were in for a bad time. Despite our fears, our sales grew so far beyond anything we ever expected, to the point where we had to hire two employees just to keep up with demand!Â
Unfortunately, even after our factory reopened, our problems were not over. Their quality drastically declined almost immediately, to the point that a significant amount of our fabric would literally fall apart in transit between the factory and our office. Because of this, we discovered that our sales rep had no idea what she was doing and knew nothing about the factory she was representing, so when we told her the fabric was garbage her response was âđ factory said itâs good!â At the beginning, only roughly 10% of our new product was defective and we were able to sell the affected items with a reasonable discount. By the end of our relationship with that factory, 40% of our midi skirts and 70% of our miniskirts were defective, some affected so severely that they practically fell apart when touched. And still, our rep said everything was fine and there were no problems and the fabric composition had not changed.
So in 2022 we changed factories. We hired Ash to handle this since I was way too busy managing fulfillment to do the amount of research and communication necessary to find us a factory that met our criteria. Finding clothing factories that can make clothing over a size 2-3X is significantly more difficult than one that canât because it often requires larger and more expensive machinery. But Ash did it: she got us set up with a new factory that has excellent certifications for both their labor practices and their methods for textile production, that delivers consistent, high quality sewing on well made fabric that can be printed without suffering loss in detailâand she was armored with the knowledge for what makes a quality garment so she could check them if they tried to screw us on quality. Their minimum orders were way higher than our previous factoryâs, so we decided to focus on ordering more units of fewer designs. We ordered way too much our first roundâsome of those designs were in stock until the 2024 blowout sale! But it worked out, and slowly we had a warehouse full of stuff to sell.
Fast forward to 2024, business is slowing down between the economy being bad and what seemed to be a general skirt fatigue amongst our customers. We tried expanding into shirts, which wouldâve been successful if our minimums were lower. In the late spring we realized we were in trouble if we didnât make drastic changes and we ultimately decided to end in-house fulfillment and transfer to a third party fulfillment center that would support domestic shipping in Canada and eventually the UK, EU, and Australia. In order to make that transition affordable we drastically discounted everything and that sale was super successful! We were able to begin shipping from the fulfillment center with an almost clean slate, even if it did mean having to close the store for almost two months and thereby missing out on two very important months of sales.
Unfortunately, we were stupid. We continued to order new designs on an every other month schedule instead of switching to an every month schedule, forgetting that having a backstock in a variety of designs is what previously helped us float between orders and now we quite literally didnât have enough inventory to match the sales we made for last yearâs holiday sale.
That brings us to now.
Weâre a little stuck. We have a round of skirts in production (yay!) but they wonât get here until February (boo!). To get back on that monthly cycle we would need to order the next round of skirts right now, but we canât pay for production until that next round of skirts gets here; if the current sale goes well, itâs paying payroll, not production. We are currently in the very difficult, horrible situation of not having enough money for next monthâs payroll unless we are somehow able to make significant sales with our very sparse inventory.
Weâre scrappy and we do our best to adapt to disasters and Iâm sure weâll find a way to adapt to this one as well, itâll just take us some time to get there. Basically weâre going to be okay eventuallyâhopefully later this yearâbut in the meantime if we seem frantic, now you know why.Â
If youâre been considering trying out our viscose shirts but havenât been able to justify paying full price, theyâre on clearance PLUS half off right now! Thatâs $9-$15 for the viscose tops, and other tops on clearance are $20-$45. Some of the shirts weâre having a LOT of trouble selling are now priced below cost to help us recoup some of the money we spent making them.
Any amount of support helps right now. Sharing posts, telling your friends, buying a $9 shirtâall of it helps. If our clothing isnât your thing, we also have a Patreon you can support for as little as $1 a month. https://www.patreon.com/mayakern
Thank you so much for reading, and I hope you have a great rest of your day and that 2025 is a brighter, kinder year for us all.
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â AITA FOR ACCIDENTALLY GETTING MY ANCIENT SORCERER BF HIGH? â
MODERN ERA TRUE!FORM SUKUNA X READER
Âť thread [summary]: Sukuna just ate all your edibles and is now more lit than Tokyo Towerâgreat. Now you have to fuck his high n' grumpy ass calm before you're the one that's actually fucked.
Âť upvotes [wc]: 11.9k Âť awards [cw]: true form sukuna, crack fic 110%, dr*g use, accidental dr*gging, slight dubcon, sub!sukuna, cunnalingus, fingering, whiny!sukuna, riding, twin-cock sukuna, nipple teasing, lots of banter, spanking, bimbo!reader, pussy smacks, frottage, premature ejaculation, creampie, breeding fantasies, rimming, cum eating, femdom, uncut/uncircumcised, high n' sassy sukuna, bondage, lots of teasing, and bits of fluff . Âť mod comments [a/n]: part of the 'we be burnin' JJK 420 collection (ill make a series post eventually i swear lol). I had the goal of keeping this under 12k and i made it! by 44 words. this was supposed to be a 5k fic but I got carried away because I love exploring modern day tf!sukuna x reader relationship so lots of banter and tid bits.
Enjoy!
Ok girl. Deep breaths. You got this!Â
Standing in front of the large shoji door to Sukunaâs quarters, any nerve you build quickly dissipates by the time you raise your hand to knock.
SHIT-SHIT-SHIT! Â
Swaying on your feet, suddenly, you donât feel so sober anymore. Well, technically you werenât even sober to begin withâfar from it actually, you'd just started the come down from some pretty powerful edibles.
Edibles which happen to be the source of all your troubles now.Â
You thought Sukuna leaving, for what you assumed would be a few days, would be the perfect opportunity for you to get completely zoinked off your assâand that's exactly what you did.
Yet, unbeknownst to you, his plans had changed and he had returned home only after a day.
So when you finally awoke from your weed-induced power nap to discover Uraume had served Sukuna the remaining of the matcha and adzuki manju edibles you had made, you just about fell out.
Uraume had given Sukuna all three dozen of them.Â
You didnât even intend to make so many, but you accidentally doubled the recipe for weed butter and you werenât about to let good product go to waste. Not with how tough it was to find good weed in Tokyo with it being illegal and all.
But fuck!Â
You canât recall a single time Sukuna ever enjoyed human foodâmore sated by human flesh instead.Â
Yet from what Uruame told you he had already eaten at least five of them already.
Who knew The Curse King had such a fucking sweet tooth?!
Of course, Uraume blamed you once you explained. And true, while you did make the edibles, you certainly didnât tell their ass to serve them to Sukuna!
Uraume scoffed at you though, claiming anything in Sukunaâs palace belonged to Sukunaâincluding you and whatever you happened to bake.Â
The pompously dull scolds Uraume gave went in one ear and out the other as you rolled your reddened eyes. Eyes which immediately turned into a panic when Uraume demanded it be you, not them, to check up on Sukuna.  Â
That was the whole reason why you are even in front of Sukunaâs door right now sweating fucking buckets.Â
Especially, since Uruame made the utterly insane accusation of you attempting to poison Sukuna.Â
You tried to argue that Sukuna is immune to toxinsâbut Uraume wouldnât listen to any of that.Â
Hell, If you thought you could take Uraume in a fight, even in a more sober state, you would have literally scrapped with their ass before you agreed to check on a possibly high Sukuna.Â
Who knows what kind of nefarious time The King of Curses would be on while high!?
Uraume is the one who is his attendant and also fed him the edibles!
They should be the one to go! Â
But you also arenât an idiot. You know for a fact Uraume would hand you your ass and then force you to go check on him anyway. No sense in getting unnecessarily bagged up when Sukuna himself might actually kill you.
So here you were, in front of his door dreading what might be waiting for you on the other side.Â
âWoman! You are annoying me more by just standing out there, come-in or fucking leave.â
Piercing your thoughts, Sukunaâs gruff command booms through the door with enough force to make you take a few steps back.
Okay maybe, just maybe, this wouldnât be so bad?
He sounded normal enough.Â
No one high could still be this grumpy.
Sukuna is The King of Curses after all.Â
Something as simple as a mere plant shouldnât have any affect on him, right?
Steeling yourself, you slide open the door to his chambers.Â
You make a mental note to fire your therapist, as the deep meditative breathing patterns they recommended does fuck all to temper your increasing anxiety in this situation.
Peering into the room before you enter, you see Sukuna propped on his side atop the wooden engawa patio leading to his private gardens. His nose seems to be buried in some ancient text you can't quite decipher from this distance.
Well, he looks normal enough tooâfrom what you could tell at least.
You walk towards him but Sukuna makes no acknowledgement to greet you.Â
However, if you could see his face, you would see the amused evil that pulls up at the corner of his lips.Â
Sukuna can sense your uneasiness radiating off of you in waves.Â
Youâd not been this distressed to be in his presence in quite some time and yet you still sought him outâsomething you rarely didâeven in a good mood. Typically, youâd only come to him when he called for you or when you wanted his cock.Â
You had to want something from himâand a slut like you was never shy about asking for dick.Â
Interesting. Â
Sukuna knew you hated having to humble yourself to ask anything of him, so he took great pleasure in teasing you for it when necessity meant you could no longer delay your request.
Whatever you wanted, Sukuna certainly wouldnât make it easy for you.
Where would be the fun in that?
And neither would your own body, apparently, make this situation any easier. You nearly trip over your own feet as the paranoid side effects of your high reaches full throttle.
Your eyes growing wider with each step forward.
The vision of the tea set next to him along with the plate of your manju ediblesâthe now almost empty plateâconfirms your fears.
Only one solitary piece remained.
Nervously, you kneel near Sukunaâs feet, your back perfectly straight and your arms extended in front of you. Forcing yourself into an overly formal position to avoid fidgeting any more than you already are.
A tense silence settles between you bothâwell, tense for you.Â
Sukuna seems perfectly content to bask in your discomfort.Â
You swallow, unsure how to start.
Even if he wasnât a malevolent ancient cursed sorcerer, telling someone theyâve been accidentally dr*gged was never going to be a pleasant conversation.Â
Although, you still do your best to be covert in your inspection of himâno sense in telling him heâd been dr*gged at all if he wasnât actually high.
Sukuna on the other hand is growing impatient with your nervous energy.Â
When he finally speaks, youâre nearly jumping out of your own skin.Â
âWhy are your eyes so red, brat? Donât tell me youâve been fucking crying again? Is the time of your moon cycle upon us already?â
Did this man for real just ask you if you were on your period!?!?
Exhaling deeply out of your nose, you give him a polite, yet clipped, reply.
âJust allergies, mâlord.â
You wanted to tell him off so bad but you didnât want to piss him off more than necessary, considering the circumstances. Besides, you were certain your eyes were red as hell right now from being high for the last three hours. So in order to control your temper, you proceed to gaslight yourself into thinking that, for someone like Sukuna, this was a logical assumption to make.
The thought stops you from cussing him out at the very least.
However, Sukuna is astute enough to know youâre lying.
Truthfully, heâd only made the comment to rile you up. Â
Not only were you a horrible liar to begin withâbut everything from your clenched knuckles, to the way you gnaw on your inner cheek to contain your sass, are all dead giveaways.
Those facts withstanding, Sukuna could tell by the subtle shift in the scent of your intoxicating pheromones alone if you were on your moon cycle or not.Â
And it was far too late into summer for it to be allergies.
No, something is on your mind.Â
Something you didnât want to come right out and tell him.Â
Not that he tended to care at all about any of your silly concerns, but seeing you had seeked him out in such a frazzled state has him curious.
What other than him could get his favorite lilâ human this upset?
Sukuna immediately loses the little remaining interest he has in his book, all of his interest now focused on you.
His evil grin widens.
âThen is âjust allergiesâ to blame for placing the notion in your dizzy little head that I wanted to be fucking bothered with your presence right now? Or are you telling me âallergiesâ is a new modern term for sluts wanting dick?â
Son of a biâand see this is exactly why you actively avoided him when youâre not fucking him!Â
Sukuna was obnoxiously insufferable to be around when he wasnât giving you toe-curling, heart-stopping, vision-blinding orgasms. You surely would have at least tried to escape by now if it wasnât for thatâwell, that and the fact he did have a literal palace and you no longer had to have a job or worry about rent, bills and all the other shit you hated about adulting.Â
You werenât treated like a princess but you pretty much had access to everything practical you could ever want.Â
Although you were still working on getting a stable internet connection up in the mountains.
Yeah, no, Sukuna wasnât a bum by any means and you could surely do a lot worse than a mean, forever-grumpy, ancient asshole.
Sigh.
However, as far as you were concerned now, you had two ways you could play this: you could fly off the handle at his intentionally crass insults or you could pay it.Â
You choose the latter, knowing he would soon grow bored of you if you just shrugged off his mockery, ignoring him.Â
You just need to buy yourself a bit more time to tell for sure if he was high or not. Then you could fuck off and enjoy the remainder of your own high as you wouldnât be getting stoned for a while now.
Thanks to him eating all your stash.
âUhhh, no mâlord. I-I just wanted to know how you enjoyed the manju I made. I filled them with matcha and adzuki beansâŚIt was my first time baking them.â
Oh?Â
You still wanted to play games?
Sukunaâs gaze darkens at the chance to pick at you more. The more you would lie and beat around the bush the more Sukuna wanted to press your buttons.Â
Never getting bored of pissing you off, angering you was his second favorite pastime. You made it too easy to wind you up like a coil until you snapped like a little twig in his grasp.Â
All so he had an excuse to do his actual favorite pastimeâpunishing you.Â
Lacking any sort of discipline, you were more of a hot head than he was at timesâwhich was saying something. Sukuna loved to bring you to the very limits of your sanity with his taunting of you. Only so he could watch you helplessly thrash beneath him, frustrated that you could never beat nor overpower him.Â
You were a curious little sorcerer who got off on edging death which was apparent from how your fiery anger quickly sparked into shameless arousal, like the massive cockslut you are. Youâd be cursing Sukuna to hell before begging him to take you along for the ride.
In turn, Sukuna would bully both of your tight greedy holes, mesmerized by your filthy cunt creaming enough to soil a puddle onto any surface he happen to fuck you on.Â
You had to have been a succubus in a past life.Â
His sexual appetites were immense but you were nearly insatiable yourself. Fucked out and trembling, with your eyes barely open, youâd never stop pleading him for more until heâd fuck you unconscious.Â
Nevertheless, in this lifetime you were a pitifully weak sorcerer in comparison to himâhowever you could be considered âspecial gradeâ if ranked solely on your ability to take dick.Â
Truly, your best quality and what has kept you alive thus far.Â
At least thatâs what Sukuna would tell himself when the thought of you dead leaves him feeling restless and agitated. Itâs why he never lets you leave the palace grounds other than with Uraume on their occasional visits into Tokyo.Â
Sukuna had deemed you too weak to be left to your own devices outside of his palace.
You were his plaything, to do with as he pleasedâand right now, he wanted to make you absolutely lose your shit.
From the way your aura bristled, it was clear you just needed one final push.
And so, Sukuna pushed.
âHA! I could tellââ
On the verge of unraveling altogether, your brow twitches as you count backwards from a hundred in your mind to calm downâanother bullshit coping mechanism from your soon-to-be-fired therapist.
100âŚ99âŚ98âŚ
ââthought you filled those manju with horse shit.â
97âŚ9â
Never failing to take the bait, you wouldnât disappoint him this time either.Â
Jumping up, you wobbled on your feet but that didnât stop you from stomping your foot in indignation with enough force to make the old wooden floorboards creak.
âTHEN WHY IN THE EVERLOVING FUCK DID YOUR BIG HUNGRY ASS PRACTICALLY EAT THREE DOZEN OF THEM!?âÂ
From the looks of it Sukuna was perfectly fucking fineâlike you had figured heâd be.Â
This had proven to be a complete waste of your time even checking on him. The brief encounter had done nothing but fuck up the remainder of your high since he wanted to be such an ornery bastard about everything.
Forgetting all about your plan to not piss him off, instead you flip him off, storming away.Â
âLIKE THEY DONâT EVEN AFFECT YOU?! WHAT A FUCKING WAââ
Like a blur Sukuna rises as his four arms extend to ensnare you.
However lucky for you, you sense him in time to dodâwait⌠did you just dodge him!?Â
No, that's not right he must have missed.
Huh?
HE FUCKING MISSED!?
Whipping your body around, you face him.Â
Your wide confused eyes meet his own puzzled gaze, one that you notice is turning increasingly more red by the second to extend beyond just the color of his pupils.Â
You donât even have the time to appreciate how adorably ridiculous the expression is on him before the realization hitsâ
âOHHHH SHITâSUKUNA IS HIGH AS FUCK!!!
He likely hadnât moved from that spot since he so gluttonously devoured your entire tray of edibles. In turn, as is with the nature of getting high, if you are sitting or laying down while you partake, you often donât realize exactly how baked you are until you finally stand up.Â
And from the looks of it the high had just hit him like a fucking semi-truck.
Sukuna was absolutely lit.
Staggering in his stance, a look of surprise is on both of your features. You were for certain Sukuna would have fallen to the ground if not for his hand catching onto the wall beside him.Â
His awkward movements are akin to someone suddenly realizing how bulky and inconvenient it was to be approaching 8-feet-tall with four massive arms.
âO-Ohhhh my god, Ohhhh my fucking god! Y-You can actually get high!?!â
Thoroughly gagged, your hands fly to cover your mouth. Always one for inappropriate reactions at awkward and improper times, you canât suppress your snorts of laughter as the reality of him actually being high settles in.Â
Sukuna on the other hand is currently fighting a losing battle with vertigo to find steady footing. His bloodshot eyes take on a more deadly appearance as his pupils glow red in fury to match.Â
âW-What the fuck did you do, woman?!â
Did he just stutter too!?Â
Oh shit this was too good.Â
You cursed yourself for not having your phone on you, but knew better to bring a phone around Sukuna. Heâd broken your phones one too many times because he wouldnât admit he was more jealous of you paying attention to your talking clock (it was TikTok) than him.
Yet at the same time, his accusations that any of this is your fault piss you off further.Â
âME!? Iâm not the one who just smashed over 3000 grams of weed! Pretty sure that much would even take down a fucking elephant!!â
In response, Sukuna growls as his cursed energy discharges off of him in erratic waves. Yet the intensity is not nearly as oppressive as you knew it could be.
The weed is clearly having an effect on him.Â
âWatch how you speak to your King, brat. I wonât warn you again.â
Dripping with sarcasm you bow dramatically.Â
âOh no, how could I forget my place, Sukuna! How about you ask next time before you just gobble up all my shit? Then this wouldnât have even happened!âÂ
When bickering with him, you often dropped all formalities which always got you into deeper trouble.
âS-SHUT THE FUCK UP!!â
CRACK~!
Wood splintered around Sukuna, falling to the ground in a heap. Sukuna had unintentionally misfired a cleave right through the wall next to you and effectively remodeled his chambers to extend into the next room over.
A few strands of your hair get caught in the crossfires and they float in the air beside you, along with the various debris from the wall.Â
Itâs becoming quite apparent that while high, Sukuna struggles to keep his immense cursed energy in-check and it fluctuates to match his temper.Â
The look of shock on your face mirrors Sukuna's, who is now staring at his hand as if he had grown a sixth finger. Itâs not a finger though, it's his eye from the face on his hand, bloodshot and red. That's when Sukuna notices the eyes on his face are also bloodshot, perfectly matching yours.
âASSHOLE! What if that fucking hit me?!â
âWell, you sure as fuck wouldnât be alive to be screeching at me right now, womanâŚâ
You were seething.Â
How is everyone still treating this like it's your fault!?
âNo one told you to eat all my edibles, King Big Back!â
Sukuna growled at your insults even if he didnât really understand them.Â
He was hugeâof course he had a big backâŚ?Â
Your words, which Sukuna deems nonsensical, only make him dizzier and amplified the almost out of body experience he was currently in. Clearly the fault of your so-called âediblesâ, Sukuna couldnât remember the last time he felt so out of sync with himself as he leaned against what was left of the structure.
Not since heâd first adjusted to being a cursed object in his very first host.Â
âWell fuck me then, for not realizing you were brewing poison, witch.â
âYeah fuck you, because its just a plant! A harmless little plant! Didnât they have hemp back in your pre-historic era, you old fossil?!â
Sukuna growls at your insults, but nonetheless considers your words.
Of course they had hemp.Â
Being practically native to Japan it was utilized in many trades, but this had to be a different variety of the plant. Sukuna never heard of it being consumed, as the plant had more pragmatic uses for clothing and tools.Â
âFor practical use, woman! Not to make potions and consume like some fuckinâ degenerate.â
Your eyes narrowed.Â
Sukuna of all people calling anyone else a degenerate was rich.Â
âFor the last time Kunaâit's not any kind of poison or potion! Youâre supposed to be immune to toxins, remember?â Â
Sukuna growls once more.Â
True, poisons had no effect on him.Â
If what he consumed was in fact just a plant, and nothing imbued with venom nor curses, then perhaps this didnât make the cut?Â
Although Sukuna is sure the after-consumption effect has to be akin to something poisonous, since for the first time in likely what had to be a thousand years, the unfamiliar sensation of nausea crept up his throat.
Stepping back inside his chambers, he teeters unsupported on his feet before dropping down to a seated position. The uncoordinated clumsiness of his actions causes the room to shake, sending more fragments of the now-destroyed wall crumbling around the both of you.
Dare you say it, you kinda⌠feel bad for him?
Sure you were still pissed at him, and in no way were you about to accept responsibility for thisâŚbut in this state he looked sort of, well, pathetic.Â
You didnât think youâd ever be using that word to describe Sukuna, whoâd time and again proved to be more fearsome than the beasts of nightmares.Â
Yet at the moment he was definitely giving off more sad Hello Kitty vibes, rather than a monstrous primordial tiger. All four eyes on his face were dilated to comical proportions and the tired scowl he wore was more akin to a toddlerâs pout.
It was⌠cute?
Upon further appraisal, as he sits with arms and legs crossed like a child after a tantrum, you decide he definitely looks cute.
And dare you say evenâbaby girl?
Not like you could ever tell him that though.Â
Youâre sure if you called him that, no matter how weak and uncoordinated he was now, Sukuna would somehow muster the willpower to wring your head right off your pretty little neck.Â
Regardless, having Sukuna be so weakened, even temporarily, was unsettling to say the very least.Â
âI-I really didnât think you would eat them, Kuna. You donât even like human food!â
Your voice takes on a more apologetic tone as you begin to inch over to him.Â
Dropping down on all fours, you cautiously crawl closer bit by bit in a similar fashion as to how one would a wounded beast you were scared might lash outâeven if you were only trying to help it.
âI donât ever fucking recall saying that, brat.â
Sukuna hisses but the fatigue was clear in his tone. The bite in his words hardly evoked the blood-curdling fear he was so easily capable of under normal circumstances.
Sukuna closes his eyes in exasperation, which consequently has you rolling yours.Â
Bulllllllshit!
Every single thing that man tried, he hated!
Well, every single modern thing.Â
Oh fuck, they had manju back then too, huh?
Stopping once you are directly in front of him, you peer up at him with big doe eyes, sweet and apologetic.
But Sukuna isnât falling for itâor he didnât want to at least.Â
Cracking open an eye at you before closing it again, Sukuna turns away from you, nose upturned.Â
Urgh, what a big diva!Â
You almost want the normal, insanely irritating, Sukuna back instead of the blitzed sassy creature before youâalmost.
âListen Kuna, you did eat a whole shit load... More than any grown ass man Iâve ever seen to be honestâŚâ
You shook your head and mumbled the last part under your breath, ignoring his sassy gripes, as he definitely still heard you.
âOk, so I have literally zero clue as to how long your high will last⌠but I mean hmm⌠why donât you try RCT?â
Sukuna stares daggers at your sheepish expression.Â
You had to be an idiot.
If Sukuna could focus his cursed energy enough for RCT he would have fucking done it already! Not to mention, take his sweet time in punishing you too. However, all that would have to wait until the disorienting effect wore off enough to make that possible.
For now though, Sukuna just wants to be alone.
This 'weed' was having strange effects on him, he is growing inexplicably nervous to be in your presence for some ridiculous reason.
âLeave.â
âNope.â
All four of Sukunaâs eyes flare and stare you down the best they can through his red-eye squints.
âI gave you an order, brat. I won't ask again.â
Sukuna tried his best to deliver his threats in the bone-chilling tone he was so well known for, but it falls flat, yet again, thanks to him being higher than a pair of perky tits.Â
His frown, and thereby his pout, intensifies at his current ineffectiveness.
âI canât just leave you though, KunaâŚâ
Thinking him docile enough, you slowly crawl into his lap and thread your arms between the two sets of his own, gazing up adoringly at him. Sukuna allows you to do so without fuss, although he doesnât return your embrace nor does he look at you.Â
His own head swirls too muchâespecially with how his skin begins to tingle just from the sensation of your warm body pressing against his.Â
âYou need me! What if we were to get attacked by jujutsu sorcerers right now? Iâd have to protect you!â
You donât even try to suppress your giggles this time when your body is shaken by the disgruntled rumbles from his chest.
âTchâwith the few measly crumbs of cursed energy you do possess, you canât even protect your own fucking selfââ
âHey!â
ââso if that happens, then were both royally fucked.â
Okay, so you werenât anything close to a super strong special grade sorcerer. But you think youâd be somewhere around grade 1 now, so you could hold your own against most!
At least enough for you both to escape!Â
Youâd only really be in trouble if that sexy white-haired blue-eyed sorcerer, Gojo Satoru, showed up. Although from the way he winked at you the last time you saw him, saying âyouâd be prettier as a Jujutsu High teacher instead of one of Sukunaâs lackeysâ, youâre pretty sure if you flirted hard enough youâd be okay at least.
Still, you actually liked living with Sukuna a lot more than you cared to admit. Moreover, âJujutsu High teacherâ would qualify as you having to work an actual jobâyeah nah, fuck that.Â
Youâd stay with your ancient asshole, thank you very much.
Bringing your attention back to Sukuna, who had since closed his eyes to keep the room from spinning, you poked a finger into his cheek.
Sukuna ignores you, but you persist.
Your little finger presses deeper and deeper until a mouth forms on his skin to snap at you, causing you to snatch your hand back before you lose said finger.Â
âWorry about protecting yourself, brat! Youâre aware when this wears off, Iâm going to fucking rip you apart and feed you to the mouth on my stomach limb by limb.â
Unphased, you flirtatiously bat your lush lashes as one of your hands slipped through his robes to caress the spot where his mouth forms.Â
âAwe Kuna, if you have the munchies that badly and want me to ride your stomach againâall you have to do is ask. Iâll let you eat me right up.â
His abs clenched ever so slightly from your touch.
âUrgh, woman, you should go enjoy the last hours of your life while you still canâŚâ
His threat dissolves into grumbles, still making no attempt to push you off.
Well, if you were in fact about to go to glory as soon as Sukuna could control his powers againâyou might as well enjoy yourself while you still can.
âYeah, yeah, Kunaâbut until that happens just relax, okay? Letâs have some fun, eh? Thatâs the whole point of being high in the first place!â
Sukuna rolls his eyes but allows you to push him back to the floor. His body feels so heavy and laying down was so much more agreeable than sitting up in his condition.
Still, he couldnât see how this out-of-body-like experience could be fun.Â
Fun for Sukuna was killing.Â
Sukuna enjoyed most of his thrills relishing in the screams of his victims as he bathed in their blood which poured so liberally through his deadly claws.Â
He even has a pool of blood for god sake!
Well hadâuntil you nagged him pretty much to death, complaining that you couldnât be expected to bathe in the garden koi pond. As a result, Sukuna had Uraume restore the hotspring to its original state âif only to get you to shut the fuck up.
Hn, now that he considers it, you are way too much fucking trouble than your crazy-ass, tight-ass, lilâ cunt was worthâhis current predicament being the ultimate testament to that.
âThis isnât fun.â
Itâs your turn to smirk as you straddle him.
âIt will be!â
For me at least.Â
You donât say that last part out loud though.
Youâre smiling down at Sukuna playfully, pulling your tank top from overhead to reveal your simple pink cotton bra with little flowers printed on them.
Sukuna, who had since draped an arm over his face, regards you skeptically from under his muscular limb with his lower set of eyes.
âAnd just what do you think youâre doing now, brat?â
âWhat does it look like asshole? Iâm gonna fuck you.â
âAnd if I tell your bratty ass to fuck off and die?â
âWell, for oneâitâs not like you can stop me. And twoâwhen has me saying ânoâ ever stopped you?â
You stare down at him sweetly.
âSlut.âÂ
Sukuna snarls, turning his head in a huff once again.
Checkmate.
This was the ultimate win as far as youâre concerned.Â
Sukuna had his way with you entirely when you fucked. He was always in controlâof everything. Not that the slutty masochist in you ever minded, but you wanted a turn to be the dominant one for once and control his pleasure.
Hell, if you knew marijuana would have this much of an effect on him you would have given him some sooner!Â
Besides, you could tell by the way his robes rose on the lower half of his body he was already feeling its euphoric effects.Â
Yet you had no idea just how much.Â
Sukunaâs already inhuman perception intensifies the experience a hundredfold. His limbs are heavy, as if the floor might give way, libel to sink into the very earth at any moment.
Staring out into the garden, he could see everything in vividly intense hypervision through his dilated orbs.
Every rustle of the leaves, every movement of even the smallest creatures, and every particle in the air took on a lustrous sheen. All his senses were in overdrive, creating a strange euphoria vibrating through his body, suspending him in timeâthat is until your honeyed voice snapped him out of it.
âHi~ Look at me, Kuna~~â
Soft hands cup his large face, bringing his sights back to you. Sukuna emits a disapproving grunt, or at least he thinks he does.
Heâs not entirely sure.Â
With his attention now focused on you, everything else in the world seems to still.
The anxious throbs in his chest seem to prolong each beat, as if his heart might stop altogether. Sukuna concludes that these palpitations and irregular rhythms must be a side effect of the plant.
Has to be.
It certainly wasnât the way the light of golden hour shimmered on your skin so radiantly, like an otherworldly ethereal creature only seen at duskâmaking him feel like he was the inferior mortal in your presence.Â
âDonât float away on meâŚâ
Your voice, filled with angelic mirth, tickles his ears while your fingers gently card through his hair.
Sukuna bites his tongue, drawing out thick, viscous red liquid to suppress the needy purrs bubbling in his throat from your doting caresses.
How could he be the one to float away when you had the appearance of one who had descended from the sky?Â
Sukuna's lower set of hands unconsciously brace your thighs like a vice, as if to anchor you and prevent you from levitating away from him.
Goddamn, if not some potion, you had to have cast some twisted spell.Â
Everything about you right now was enthralling to him.
Has your skin always been this silky?
Sukuna succeeds in remaining quiet, yet fails in keeping his lower half controlled, involuntarily bucking his hips. His eagerness apparent, you rub your clothed mound over his twin cocks that stiffen beneath you.
Your hands skillfully loosen the knots in his obi to uncover his firm abs and ritualistic tattoos already covered in a sheen layer of perspiration.
Sukunaâs breath hitches when your fingernails graze over his sensitive exposed nipples.Â
âWatch it, brat.â
But he sounds so far away now, you donât really pay him any mind.
You are lost in enjoying some of the far less intense, but still lingering, effects of your own high.Â
Humming a saccharine tune, your head tilts back as you relish the pleasurable strain in your inner thighs just from having them span over his broad pelvis. The melody serves as an accompaniment to the steady rhythm of your hips, unraveling him more by the second.
When your eyes do open again, you observe the strain evident across Sukunaâs sharp features.Â
You simper, wondering how long Sukuna could hold on before he fell apart completely underneath you? Â
Picking up tips from the royal headache himself on how to press buttons, you taunt Sukuna with your coos.
âAre ya still mad at me, Daddy?â
Youâre pouting but your mischief is evident, twinkling brightly behind your eyes.
Sukunaâs own eyes narrowed at your boldness.Â
You just loved calling him âDaddyâ like the filthy whore you areâlacking in any sort of couth.
This whole situation was infuriating for him.Â
And as such, Sukuna wants to be mad at youâto teach you a lesson, to have you meet your death at his own powerful handsâbut alasâhis own body betrays him.Â
Your still sparkling aura exacerbates his intoxicated frustrations along with his more carnal desires as euphoria rushes through him.Â
His nostrils flare when the candied perfume of your sinful little cuntâalready soaked untouchedâsaturates the air.
Fucking hellâhe could practically taste you on his tongue.
âJust get on with it then, if you think you can, womanââ
Giving your rear a firm smack, Sukuna hurries you along.
ââalthough, Iâm sure your weakling ass will give up and be begging me to fuck you within the first minute.â
You roll your eyes.Â
Even in spite of his breath laboring slightly, along with minor twitching spasms of his thighs underneath youâheâs still acting tough.
âHmm, weâll see about that. Wonât we, Daddy?â
Sticking your tongue out at him, you hop up to kick off your slippers. You take your time in removing your shorts though, hands sensually sliding them down, giving him a little show.Â
All four of his eyes follow the provocative sway of your hips intently, just the same as the one time you showed Sukuna what a lap dance was.Â
Of course heâd enjoyed it.Â
However, whereâd you fucked up was mentioning how your previous lovers had enjoyed it tooâbecause your twerking had lasted all of 20 seconds. Sukuna had then pinned you down, growling as he called you all manners of vulgar slut-whore. The result was you limping for the next 2 days, fuck harder than he ever had previously, angered by the thought of you ever having done that for anyone else.
However, as much as you wanted to take your time torturing him for once, you were too selfish to deny yourself. The thought of you having control when fucking him has you dripping.Â
Settling back on top of him, youâre on all fours facing towards his cocks. Giving Sukuna a prime view of your pussy in those cheeky pieces of fabric you called undergarments.
This wasnât a typical view for Sukuna, who was used to looking down at you when you sucked him off from a kneeling positionâso he could see exactly how those fat tears would well in your eyes as he ruined your throat when he forced your head even further down.
But this view wasnât so bad. The growing wet spot on your panties confirms his nose had been accurate. However, you do look every bit of the fiendish whore that you are, getting so wet for him when he hadnât even touched you.
Youâre in your own world though and you audibly gasp upon peeling back the lower half of his robes. Taken aback by the thick globs of pre that gather at the very tip of his engorged cockheads. His essence pools in the folds of his foreskin until no more fluid could be contained, overflowing down his uncut length.Â
Youâd never seen him this leaky before.
Your pillowy lips experimentally blow cool air across both tips and Sukuna hisses as his cocks twitch in your hands. Wasting no time, your tongue deviantly flattens as you lick up the trail of dribble that ran down his upper shaft.Â
His lower cock was hardly forgotten as your thumb completely uncovers the hidden tip. The well of pre spilling from him allows you to more easily pump his slightly girthier length in circular motions while you continue to salaciously suckle the other.
Sukuna unwillingly rewards you with an audible grunt of pleasure.
âHnngâY-Youâre a fuckinâ cocktease! S-Suck me right, whore!â
You giggle at his faltering voice and Sukuna smacks your ass in response. His heavy hand still stings your skin even in his weakened state, making you all the wetter.Â
For each kitten lick, a slap to one of your plump cheeks rings through his chamber.Â
Sukuna is captivated by the way your flesh molds to his touch. He kneads each of your cheeks in his giant hands, leaving them warm and tingling.Â
The abuse to your rear goes straight to your pussy. You forget for a second that it's Sukuna, and not yourself, who is supposed to be the subservient one in this situation.
âHurry up, brat! You seriously think a half-assed job like that is enough for me to cum?â
In response to his provocations, your warm breath salivates over his swollen glands before entirely engulfing his upper cock.
Pulling off of him with a pop you alternate taking the other one into your mouth. Sukuna flinches as you swirl your tongue around his lengths. Vacuuming your lips, you alternate between the two twin cocks.
Sukuna grits his teeth.Â
He had taught you to take him completely, although he always forced your throat open. He was genuinely surprised that you could do it on your own, which, to be honest, you probably couldn't have done without the weed relaxing the muscles in your neck and throat.
Thatâs when you hear itâthe tiniest of whinesâbut a whine nonetheless.
âHA! See!âKunaaaa, did you actuallyââ
If you could have seen his face you would have giggled at the pink that lightly dusted his features. Regardless, Sukuna isnât one to take being bested lightly.Â
Sukuna hooks a finger through the crotch of your panties, yanking up roughly. From this angle, the effect only puts tension on your pussyâtugging your panties taunt and compressing your clit. You keen loudly as you release his cocks, no longer able to focus on getting him off.
âFUUHHHHCK!â
One hand keeps your panties pulled taut, another hovers over the most heat of your core, lazily rubbing over your covered entrance. Your ever increasing wet spot has him in a trance like state as it spreads to take over your entire crotch area, dampening his fingers.
RIIIIIIIP!
Sukuna tears your underwear clean off, shredding them,Â
Damn. Those were one of your favorite pairs of lounging panties too!Â
You're ready to tell him off but you never get the chance as two large fingers bully their way into your pussy, leaving you sobbing.
Even over the vulgar sloshing of your sloppy hole, you can audibly hear a rough moan from Sukuna as your core constricts around his burly fingers. Your hands and knees tremble violently as you struggle to maintain your balance.
Sukunaâs tactile sensations at its peak, he is in awe of how well your gummy walls suck his thick digits in further. The velvety ridges of your cunt was like an incubator of fiery heatâa heat that may even rival that of his own divine flame technique.
âW-WaiiiiiiitâN-No fair, K-Kuna!â
Of course, your pleading slurs go unheeded.Â
Like a mortal who had dipped his hand into a heavenly jar of warm ambrosia, the allure of your cunt in his intoxicated state is bewitching to say the very least. Sukunaâs hyperfixation is focused on a single-minded mission to dig out more and more milky nectar from your convulsing lilâ hole.
Your searing walls clench down when a sharp nail grazes your g-spot. Crying out, your eyes sink back into your head and your slick pours down the length of his muscular forearm.
Sukuna enjoys making a mess of you.Â
Your fluids splash across his broad chest, arms and a bit even reaches his faceâmouth forming on his cheek to greedily lick up your remains.
Even with limited control over his own faculties, Sukuna was still able to turn you into a quivering mess.
Dammit! You were supposed to be the one in control!Â
You can only weakly grasp at his cocks as the motions of his fingers switch from languid exploratory strokes to fast pumps, adding a third finger and pressing a thumb into the rim of your puckered hole.
Stirring up your insides, Sukuna, to be frank, isnât doing it for your reactions but for your pussyâs.Â
Mind clouded, Sukuna fully dissociates once again in his enchantment of you, he doesnât even realize you arenât sucking him off any longer. He is much too distracted by every response your gooey cunt gifts him.
If anyone had asked him, in his utterly toked state, Sukuna would have sworn your cunt was actually squelching out full sentences. Sukuna, of course âfully fluent in âCuntaneseââunderstands her with sparkling clarity.
She wanted more, to cum even harder.Â
Sheâs so fucking warm, so creamy, so lewdâall for him.
Becoming more sloppy and unaware in his actions, Sukunaâs growling increases. His current frustrations centered on needing to see more of your creamy slick spurt out of you.Â
Somehow all four of his hands are covered in your essence now. The hands with fingers not inside your pussy or rimming your ass, spread your cheeks wider, holding them up as the remaining one pinches your clit crudely.Â
Helplessly, ass up, you lay your head down on one of his upper thighs. You drag your nails alongside his hips hoping to disrupt his daze, but on the contrary, it does nothing but spur on Sukunaâs mania further.Â
The both of you being high made the situation that much worse.Â
Sukunaâs fingers drive you towards oblivion, crashing into ecstasy. The edges of your vision smoldered, blurring your sight. You arenât sure if the sun had finally set and the stars you saw were in the sky or behind your own lids, momentarily disassociating from pure pleasure.Â
With a scream, you cum for the second time, your eyes locked behind your skull and your legs spasming as waves of pleasure make your hips twitch uncontrollably.
Holy fuck!!! Youâd never cum that hard while high before!Â
Sukuna finally snaps out of his enthralled reverie, only to discover youâve been reduced to a mere puddle on his torso. Your holes are agape and swollen from his brutality, glistening with fluids that hadnât stopped dripping onto him yet.
You practically see his smug grin, a fang poking out from his lips, just from his smarmy tone.
âHehâgiving up that easy just from a couple fingers in your cunny, brat? Thought you were gonna fuck me?â
You whine. Even if his own voice sounded a bit strained it was nothing compared to your own condition. Yet despite your rubbery limbs, you muster the strength to push your jellied body upâdetermined to have your way with him.Â
Sukuna chuckles at your persistence.
The mouth on his stomach opens to lap away at the remains of your squirt on his torso and your slick-coated thighs. The thick slimy tongue has you jolting forward with a rippling moan when it flicks over your sensitive clit.
âHeh, woman, you look like shit.â
HA! How are you going to fuck him when you could barely be touched without shaking?Â
Sukuna guess youâll be tapping out before the first round is over, tchâof course youâd need him to take over.Â
Testing his condition, Sukuna raises his head only to be immediately slammed with vertigo rushing psychedelic colors behind his eyes. He curses lowly to himself, still pissed the plant is having this much of an effect on him.
Sukuna makes a promise to himself that he will in fact kill you, iif you leave him blue balled because of this. The high causes his cocks to ache more than ever.
âTchâIf youâre going to do it, then do it. Fuck me then, ya nasty lilâ slut.â
Sukuna was right, you are a slut.
Fucked out by his fingers or not, your still aching pussy wouldnât be satisfied until she was stuffed full of him.
But it would still be on your terms.
Sukuna looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to move and feigning boredom.Â
However, his mood turns to annoyance though when he notices you only plan to take his bottom cock, he didnât work that ass of yous ass open for nothing.Â
âBRATââ
ââSHUT IT and let me concentrate if you wanna get your nut!â
You do quiet him though, once you manage to squeeze his thick cockhead into your cunt. Pussy clenching around his tip like a vacuum suction, you hear Sukuna slurp a thick wad of spit through his teeth as he grinds down on them.Â
It was cute, him trying not to react to you, That serves as enough encouragement to keep you from mentally succumbing to the monstrous girth entering youâfor now at least.
Easing yourself lower on his fat girth, youâre panting, tongue out and hips quivering just from getting the head of him inside.
Youâd learned to take him well enough, but that was when he was the one bullying himself into you. Having to mount him yourself was daunting to say the least. Only halfway in and your guts are shifting while moisture burns the corners of your eyes.
This was the exact reason you chose not to take in both his cocks.Â
You would struggle enough with just one of them.Â
His cock inside you, already pressed against your cervix, he is almost 3/4ths in and you have no idea how you will manage the rest. Suddenly wondering if Sukuna uses some kind of curse technique to fit all of him inside you without skewing your organs.
âShiiiiit, f-fuckinâ dummy thick monster c-cock, this b-big for no f-fuckinâ reasonâŚâ
You mumble to yourself, clearly floundering.
Sukuna smirks at your labored efforts but his mask cracks as you finally surrender to gravity and bottom out on himâthe resulting cry from him is somewhere between a growl and a whine.Â
That was the end of resistance for Sukuna.Â
His ultra-sensitive cock twitching in the sweltering embrace of your gummy walls, convinced his dick might melt off then and thereâthe heat, he decided, was most definitely hotter than his divine flames.
Once nside you, Sukuna returns his bruising grip to your hips. His trembling fingers betray the fact he still doesnât have the capacity to regain control anytime soon.Â
Exhaling your own shaky breath, legs under you, you lean back. One of your arms reaching back to plant on his muscular thigh, the other pressing his unattended shaft into the soft curves of your belly, adjusting yourself so its base brushes up against your clit.Â
Your warmth welcomes his unsheathed cock like a soft pillow and heâs biting his lips again, blood trickling down his chin.
Although heâs still leaking more than enough pre for lubricant, you still dip your head forward momentarily to drop a large wad of dribble on the cock nestled against your curves.Â
Your perverse acts are the cherry on top for Sukuna, who keens out a moan so loud, so needy and pathetic, it has your own toes curling. Fueling you to milk more from him as you bring down your hips harder, morphing The Curse King to goop beneath you.
Your own whimpers are just as obscene from the sight of his length extending past your belly button. It was surreal to see a distinct outer visual of just how deep his inner cock is inside you, you could feel them press together through your skin.
God, he was nearly in your ribs.
âS-ShiiiiiiitâM-MOVE! Ya f-fuckinâ dumbass brat!â
Sukuna yells at you, speech slurring, as his nails prick into your skin slightly.Â
You chose not to sass him this time though, too needy for it as well.Â
Establishing a rhythm, if you had the capacity to imagine anything beyond how his cock was spearing you open between your thighsâyou might have mused that any curses in his palaceâUraume especially, must be absolutely terrified at what has their fearsome master is sobbing so wretchedly.
Youâre thrilled at the idea of having transformed the most powerful cursed sorcerer into the crumbling virgin-like man beneath you.Â
You feel your body tremble as his swollen member throbs intensely inside you, causing you to sense the rhythmic pulsation of his heart resonating deeply within your being. Sukuna's face, usually composed, now displays an unexpectedly stressed expression, which only adds to his adorableness.
Yet, your own eyes were crossing so bad you couldnât even enjoy your victory like you want.Â
Desperately moaning, youâre lifting yourself up and down, riding him in earnest as you fuck yourself dumb on his huge girth. Just one of Sukunaâs cocks were so intoxicating and you realized, the privilege of actually having him fuck you instead of you doing the work.
In order to guarantee both of your pleasures.Â
But you are hardly giving upâslippery fluids create delicious friction as his top cock also slides over your swollen clit. Your tits bounce lively every time your tight soggy pussy devours his cock back down to the base. The sound of skin slapping echoes throughout the room, only overshadowed by Sukuna's unusual cries of pleasure.Â
Your inner thighs ache from exertion but you are in the zone now. Youâve willingly become your own torturer as you impale yourself on him.Â
Mind floating away as you treat his cock thrusted against your belly like a fidget toy. Your nails mindlessly rim the edges of his foreskin before grasping the tip of his cockhead, sliding the last bit of skin down to fully expose his angry bulbous tip. You squeeze him tightly while your other hand comes from behind you to pump the base.Â
While Sukunaâs lower hands still desperately hang on to your hips, he's since thrown one of his upper hands over his face much to his chagrin. The other, claws fully extended, proceeds to tear up the tatami matting of his floor.Â
Sukunaâs pitchy whimpers and badly suppressed whines have you so hot you forget yourself once again. Chasing your own pleasure, you pump his upper cock like slippery reigns as you ride him.Â
And that is exactly what breaks him.Â
Peeking out from under his forearm, Sukuna observes how your head is like a bobble, lulling with your movements as your slackened jaw so dumbly seeps drool down your body. All thought leaving your silly little head, babbling nonsensical coos and praises for his big cock ruining you.
Despite not being in control, Sukuna still feels a strange wave of warmth spread in his chest from watching you fuck yourself completely fucking stupid on him. The feeling instantly has his balls tightening, resulting in his upper cock twitching so violently that it even catches your fucked out attention.Â
You glance down just as his engorged length finally relieves itself, spurting out a geyser of cum all over you.
Sukuna releases a moan that is husky, deep and gutturalâquite literally gutturalâas he had just moaned from the mouth on his stomach. His upper cock is still spraying a hefty load of cum that covers your stomach, thighs and some even shooting up to hit you right below your eye.Â
Your eyes widen.
âDid you just moan from your tummy!?â
Youâre hardly in the position to tease him though, disheveled and covered in his sticky essence.
You were quite the mess in your own rightâheh, but you still werenât the first to cum!Â
Sukuna glares at you, panting through his scowl with watery eyes.
Leaning forward, you continue to taunt him, keeping your hand firmly around his now flaccid member. Sukuna flinches and hisses, attempting to swat your hands away, but he finds himself even more weakened than before, unable to pry you away.
âHmm, are you trying to tell me you prefer my hands over my pussy?l Or are you just this much of a slut for getting your nasty foreskin played with, Daddy?â
His lower cock pulses at your words, still painfully hard inside you, reminding you of your own needs. You donât wait for Sukunaâs response before youâre back bouncing on him with increased fervor, pulling at your neglected tits and still giving him shit.
âCâmon Daddy, talk to me. You love it when your lilâ slut rides you while sheâs all sticky, covered in your cum, yeah?â
For emphasis your fingers swirl shapes into the streaks of spunk on your belly, sloppily writing out the Kanji for âSukunaâ over your womb.
Sukunaâs face beet red from the anger and shame of having been reduced to a mere plaything for you.
Writing his name on you with his cum!? Fuckinâ debased, foul, nasty whâ
âOh my, youâre backed up, Daddy. I can feel you twitchingâa-ah!â
You snap him out of the turmoil of his thoughts with the lazy lust-filled evil saturated in your voice as you moan out more torturous, mind melting words for Sukuna.
âY-ouâre gonna have to tell me before you cum, Kuna, kay? You spray this much inside me, with this thick monstrous cock of yoursâyouâll get me pregnant, ya know. You wouldnât want thatâor do you?â
Your fingers play in his essence on your belly once more, circling the Kanji cum scribbles of his name branded on your skin.Â
âBet ya wanna fill my tight lilâ pussy to the brimâforce me to carry your lilâ curse-spawn-terrorsâmake you a real daddy, Daddy. Youâd like that, huh?â
Sukunaâs sweat slicked hands struggle to hold onto you, throwing his head back so he doesnât have to look at you.Â
He canât keep you in his sights as he canât stop the vision of you, being completely made hisâbelly full of his growing seed and tits full of milkâfrom invading his mind.Â
Dizzy, Sukuna can only think with his cock as you ride him towards nirvana. Heâs almost at his greatly diminished limit again, his stamina now a joke of his usual. Â
Chasing your own high, you rub at your clit vigorously while you grind yourself against him. Your pussy spasming around his length that stretches you so well. Body wrecking itself with pleasure, your cries grow louder and more desperate.
So close. Youâre so close. So cloâ
But Sukuna is first yet againâcrooning out a choked roar as he cums again, this time inside you.
With no warning....asshole.
Nevertheless, the satisfying warmth of his seed bursting against your cervix has you moaning from the overwhelmingly full feeling in your guts. Creampie frothing out of you, gathering at the base of his cock.Â
You were low key surprised that you were able to goad him into doing it at all. You werenât seriously trying to get pregnantâjust tease him a bit. You didnât know heâd be this into breeding fantasies, as even though you are on birth control Sukuna for damn sure didn't trust any human pill to stop his cursed seed, always pulling out.
âW-Woah, this makes it, what? The second time youâve cum before meâand inside me now too!â
The streaks on Sukunaâs furious cheeks leave behind evidence of the few tears youâd managed to fuck out of him.
âAweee Kuna, should I call âBabyâ now? Only babies cry and cream before Mommy does.âÂ
Sukuna chest heaves, staring death at you as he gives you the fingerâone of the few modern gestures heâd picked up.Â
You laugh, although your body winces as you slide his thick softening member out of you.Â
Globs of your shared fluids drip out of you and onto his torso when you finally will yourself to stand-up over Sukuna, smugness radiating in your whole demeanor.
Desiring to remove that smug expression from your face, as well as your head, he cannot recall a time when he was defeated to such an extent since he was last imprisoned and his fingers were scattered.
Teetering on your cramping legs, you delight in your victory nonetheless. Taking your time in soaking up the image of him, grumpy, soiled, and flaccid, imprinting it in your mind to throw it in his face the next time he decides to get sassy with you.
You know heâs likely going to kill you for what you were about to do, but youâd never get a chance to do something like this again.Â
Besides, he surely has weed dick now given his still flaccid cocks and you still need to come!
Sauntering to stand by his head, your soft foot presses down on his clavicle, prompting Sukuna to bare his teeth while a clawed hand comes to wrap around your ankle.
âHeel, Kuna. You still have to make me cum.â
âI donât have to do fucking shit but make good on my promise to rip you apart once this bullshit wears off.â
You pay him no mind as your foot shifts to raise his chin, forcing him to meet your gaze while your fingers swiftly glide up your inner thighs to spread your pussy lips. His cum still trickling out from the creamy plug that is visibly filling your center.Â
âEat it.â
Sukuna looks at you skeptically, like you just lost the little remaining sanity your crazy ass had in the first place.
Who the fuck did you think you were?
To oneâhave him take a command from you, and twoâactually think heâd let you dominate him in such a way.
Sukuna scoffs.
âSit on my stomach and I might let you cum, brat.â
âNuh-uh, KunaâI wanna ride your actual face. Itâs the least you can do after you came before me twice!â
Trying not to visibly wince, Sukuna was so over your nagging and constant reminders of how weak he was while high, trying to tune you out.Â
â...and then inside me without warningâlike you donât give a fuck if I happen to get pregnant!â
âI don't, get pregnant.â
âIâwaitâŚWHAT?!â
You must have heard wrong.Â
Sukuna would want a lobotomy before a kid.Â
He always pulled out.Â
He just did not tell you to get pregnant.
No way!
Sukuna growls, heâs admittedly getting tired, but it's clear you wouldnât give him any rest until you came once more. Well, at least with a mouth full of pussy he couldnât say anymore wildly embarrassing shit he didnât mean.
He really didnât want kids, but picturing you pregnant made his dicks so unfathomably hard in the moment, it was confusing, not to mention infuriating. However, the last damned thing Sukuna wanted to do was talk about his slip up.
Left with no choice but to eat you out nasty enough for you to forget all about it.
âI SAIDâIf you donât want to get pregnant, then park that ass of yours on my face, bitch.â
You bristle at Sukuna calling you a bitch, yet you let it pass once all four of his arms yank you down to sit you directly on his face, his tongue plunging straight into your gooey cunt.
And true to his skills, the conversation was the last thing on your mind, having been scrubbed of all thoughts once you felt his hot mouth consuming your sensitive flesh.Â
Sukuna's tongue traces torturous circles on your clit, before grazing it with sharp canine, prompting your hands to delve into his unruly locks. The grunts that escape Sukuna's lips as you tug on his hair intensify the pleasurable tingling in your pussy, compelling you to pull even harder.
To your delight, what his primary tongue lacks in girth compared to the one on his stomach, it makes up for in dexterity. Sukuna laps, swirls and twists through your folds. His tongue darts in and out of your wet slit so vulgarly leaking his cum, sending tremors up your spine.
Choking on your whimpers, your hips canât stop shaking and Sukuna has to brace your thighs down to keep you in place. Sukuna wasnât about to let you run from it now, not after all the shit you put him through.
You begged to cum in his mouthâso you are going to cum in his fucking mouth.
You cry out when a hand reaches up to manhandle your chest, pinching at your nipples and rolling them between his gruff fingers. The pair of hands on your thighs move to your ass, gripping your flesh overflowing in his grasp.
Gasping, your mouth falls open, when his fingers massage your ass, spreading it open as he tilts you back to spit into your hole. Replacing his own mouth with one on his hand as he returns his attention back to your savory lilâ cunt.
Shiiiiiit!
Feels so good, youâre so close to cumming again. Your body trembles, the fire inside you spreading from your core to your fingertips as your face contorted in pleasure.
âSu-S-Sukuna, pleeeaseee, Daddy.â
Youâre not even sure what you are asking for at this point, you just want more of it.Â
More of everything.
Sukuna, obliges you.Â
Losing himself in your lust, his panting becomes more wet and ragged. Heâs painfully aroused once again, this time simply from listening to your whiney pleas. Sukunaâs tongue digs into your cunt deeper, scooping out his own cum and devouring it along with the continuous flow of your own fluids gushing out of you.
Your taste is much sweeter, cutting the unpleasant taste of his own salty spunk, so Sukuna relentlessly sucks more out of you.Â
Sukuna is so caught up in giving you pleasure, heâs completely unaware of the fact heâs now humping the air, cocks flinging pre on his abs as they sway against the imaginary friction.
âK-Kuna, Iâmmaâshiiiiitâcum!â
You clench a fist full of his hair, nails digging into his scalp. You continuously buck your hips forward, your clit brushing agonizingly up against his nose. Quivering, glorious waves of pleasure wash over you, Sukuna knows all your pleasure spots as he easily takes you to the very heights of your ecstasy.
Sputtering moans nonsensically, you nearly slip off Sukuna completely when you tilt back too far. You unintentionally end up choking him as you catch yourself by grasping onto his neck for support.
Sukuna, caught off guard, gags. The intense vibrations from him choking on your pussy as he heaves for air tips you right over the edge. Your world washes white as you cum, thighs and hips and convulsing.Â
Outlasting you this time by a hair, Sukuna cums hard, his milky fluids jetting out from his cocks to spill onto his stomachâshooting up as far as to land on your back.
Dazed from your orgasm you donât actually realize he'd cum again until you actually slip on the mess heâs made when you begin to climb off his face.
âDâaww, Baby done messed himself bad this time, huh?â
âPerish.â
Weariness seeps through his tone, betraying the fatigue that weighed on him after cumming even harder than the previous two times.
Silence fills the space as neither of you noticed before how the sun had long since set. The soft moonbeams were the only source of light in his chambers, illuminating the space more than usual, due to the now destroyed wall.
Your bones feel like mush but you still manage to grab Sukunaâs discarded robe, using it to somewhat wipe off your bodies.Â
Sukuna doesnât register how intensely heâs staring at you, having dissociated once more.Â
His arrogance is replaced by a strange look of infatuationâwell strange for him.
Sukuna is lost again, charmed by your shining aura in the lunar light. The very essence of your soul glows iridescently to him, even in darkness.
He muses thereâs not a being, human nor curse, as captivating as yâTCH, THE FUCK?!
Whatever you gave him was turning him into a real fuckinâ sap, thats for damn sure.Â
Sukuna needed this nightmare to be over, and have neither of you ever speak of it again.
You on the other hand are doing your best to fight the urge to bashfully shrink away. There were typically only 3 emotions that ever appeared on Sukunaâs face: brooding, predatory or straight up hostile.
Him looking at you this way is freaking you out.
âYouâre a weirdo.â
Sukuna exhales, exasperated.Â
He doesnât know what to do with you. His troublesome lilâ human that, for some insane reason, heâd formed an attachment to beyond using as a cocksleeve.
âThen youâre a dumb slut who likes to fuck weirdos, brat.â
Shoving your face into his neck, you inhale the scent of his skin and your sex.
âGot me there, Daddy.â
Nibbling up to his chin, one of his arms wrap around you, bringing you impossibly closer when your teeth graze over his sweat slicked Adam's apple.Â
Grinning at him, you lick up any of your essence lingering on his face.
âYou know, Iâm going into the city with Uraume next weekâI could get some more of this shit, we could actually smoke it next time, hm?â
âYou could also be a corpse scattered in a million pieces by then.â
Although Sukunaâs yawns sound more like roars, he canât even bring himself to be annoyed at his displays of weakness any longer. The edible enhanced the stated feelings of the after sex high, amplifying it a hundred fold and making him unusually docile.Â
Even if Sukuna could now understand why mortals do this for âfunâ, he personally just never wanted near the stuff againâlet alone in his fucking palace.
But heâd fight you over that later.
âMoreover, I will literally never eat any of your concoctions again.â
Youâre yawning too, the effect being contagious as the question absentmindedly slips from your lips.
â...Hm, sâthat so? *yawn* âŚ.Well why did ya in the first place, Kuna?â
Tsk, stupid womanâbecause you made them, of course.
Sukuna said it in his head.Â
Sukuna swore he said it in his head.
But when you immediately bolt upright, eyes expanding like saucers, he knows he fucked up.Â
Attempting to recover, he tacks on a brash comment. Remarking on how he knew consuming them all would piss you offâoh and it hadâbut in this case, the damage had already been done.
Concern flashing across your eyes, you hurriedly brush your fingers through his rosy locks. Picking and prodding, firmly turning his head from side to side, until Sukunaâs own hands entrap yours, pausing your frantic actions.
âAnd just what the fuck are you doing now, woman?!â
âChecking for stitches.â
Sukuna gives a disgruntled snort, scoffing at your foolishness.
âIâm serious! Kenjakuâs not in there with you, is he?!â
âYou must actually think I wonât kill you, bratâŚ.â
You giggle softly, satisfied with his answer as you peck tender kisses on his lips but Sukuna is unmoved.Â
Sukuna hardly ever kisses you to be fairâbut youâd just fucked him to tears!Â
The least he can do to repay you is a kiss!
âCâmon Kuna, stick out your tongue a lilâ for me.â
Sukuna stares at you unamused.
âAweeeâPlease, Daddy?â
Your words hang in the air, a rebuttal poised on the edge of his lips.Â
But upon meeting your bright angelic eyes, Sukuna in a moment of unexpected impulse, closes the gap between you.Â
Your lips clash as you breathe in one another. The kiss is less urgent than your earlier cravings, but just as filled with desire. A tumultuous dance of tongues and teeth, fueled by some magnetic pull that would likely never be vocalized in wordsâyet you still feel everything Sukuna leaves unsaid.
You smile once he allows you to pull back for air, blowing a kiss at him before resting your head back on his chest. Your body easily molds over him and his remaining arms snake around your form.
All of Sukunaâs eyes were closed, the welcome heaviness behind his lids extending down through his entire being.
Honestly, this is the most at peace heâs been in centuries.Â
âMmmâŚone more question, Kuna?â
Of course, you would be the one to disturb that though.
âOnly if you promise to go the fuck to sleep after, brat.â
You nod into his chest, your hands only cupping a tiny part of his biceps as your manicured nails trace along his tattoos.
âHowâd they taste?â
Seriously?Â
Youâre fucking insufferable.Â
But Sukuna is way too over it all to fight you right now. His entire body feels akin to a giant sandbag with every passing second.
âDecent. Now sleep.â
Your shrill squeal has him regretting his compliment immediately.Â
âAweee Kuna, Daddy! You big softie! Next youâll be telling me you love me, huh?â
Tsk, and this is exactly why Sukuna would fuck you unconsciousâso he didnât have to put up with your nonsensical overly emotional prattling after. The intimacy of pillow talk has him queasier than the vertigo heâd experienced earlier.Â
âI loathe you.â
âLove you tââ
Faster than you can react, his powerful hands move, grappling your head down and clamping over your mouth instantly.
âSLEEP!â
Listening to the grumbles resonating in his chest from Sukuna's unintelligible muttered curses, you hum contentedly with his hand over your mouth, a simple ghost of a smile lingering on your lips as you ease into a comforting slumber.
The next morning, you are stirred awake by blinding sunlight.
Still lethargic from the night before, and totally not a morning person, you try to roll over. Yet you find yourself unable to move.Â
Huh?
Wanting to rub your eyes clear of sleep, you become aware that your hands, for some reason, are behind your back and are also immobilized.
Panic begins to set in. You fear it might be a bad bout of sleep paralysisâthat is, until you hear Sukunaâs dark voice bellow over you sarcastically.
âOh? Whatâs this? The lazy whore finally arisesâŚâ
Heart pounding anxiously, your bleary eyes open to the vision of Sukunaâs form towering over you next to his bed.Â
Ok, at least he had the decency toâ
A flash of red catches your eye.
Oh, fuckâŚ
Entangled in the shibari frog-tie positionâyou are bound in complex knots. The thick silk crimson ropes intricately weave their way around your naked body.Â
Tied with seasoned precision, the visually striking pattern of the ropes accentuated your bodyâs serpentine contours. Knees bent, your plump thighs are spread wide and apart, which secure to your calves.Â
You feel a chill run through you as the early morning air breezes past your cunt, fully exposed as the ropes are the only thing adorning you.
Equally excited as you are terrified, your squirms cause the diamond cut pattern to imprint deeper into your supple skin. Shivering under his smolder, goosebumps erupt across your skin and fat tears well on the edges of your eyes.
Sukuna sinks low to crouch over you.
âNow, nowââ
His powers fully restored, the depraved smirk Sukuna wears is the most chilling youâd ever seen.
ââyou didnât delude your silly little head into thinking I wouldnât get my turn, now did you?â
Sukina cups your face, the mouth on his hand savoring your tears.
The harsh reality donning upon you as to how fucked you really are in this situation right now.
Shifting his grasp to squeeze your cheeks, Sukuna forces your mouth open.Â
Fully awake, your eyes nearly pop out of your head as Sukuna unveils a platterâthe same platter bearing the last remaining manju edible.
âNow fucking say âahhâ for Daddy, brat.â
Šblkkizzat 2024. do not steal works or gfx, do not translate.
Âť a/n: what you think of 420 Sukuna? Hopefully it wasn't too long/dragged on? this is meant to be a one shot btw. im really not trying to do a p2 (please, lmfao i cant). i still have a toji 420 fic half written and an idea for nanami but putting those on the back burner to finish another installment of otaku!gojo or nerd geto p2, one of those will be next. i promise! taglist will be in reblogs.
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Hiii :33 i literally read all ur works in one sitting omg ur amazing pookieee AND IT GOT ME THINKING-
What if reader and the JJK men had their bodies switched due to a curse??? Like- For example- Nanami Kentos body but readers mind/conscious and stuff like ykwim??? (same with readers body) Also i love how u write sukuna its so BEIFNSKFHKDD ARFđšđš if u could add some smut and crack in it too pls𼚠tyty
(W/ nanamin toji sukuna n geto pls) âşď¸âşď¸đđ
JJK Men: Body Swap!!
Summary: Body swapping with your boyfriend? What could go wrong? đ
Pairing: Fushiguro Toji, Nanami Kento, Ryomen Sukuna (Sorcerer AU), Geto Suguru, AFAB!Reader
Warnings: smut, a little crack, body swapping, creampies, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms
Word Count: 7,174
A/N: Hi Pookie!! hajsjjdjdthank-you so so much! I lo ove too! Modern Sukuna is one of my favorite boys to write for! I love him so much. (even though I know its OOC). Anyways thanks for being so patient with me. this last month has been insanely busy and I'm just now finding my creativity again!
Fushiguro Toji:
It was supposed to be a simple mission to take out a sorcerer. What you both didnât know was that this sorcerer had a lot of curses to spirits protecting them. So when you both took him out, one of the spirits attacked you. And you weren't sure what happened. One second, you were standing back to back with your boyfriend. The next second, you were lying flat on your back, staring up at the sky.
While your head was spinning and you felt sick to your stomach, that meant you were alive and well, which was a success in your books. Sitting up, you grumbled out a groan as you blinked several spots away.
âSon of a fuckinâ bitch.â You said, but it wasn't you that said it? When your vision finally cleared, your eyes widened as you stared down at yourself. âIâm telling Shiu we need double the pay for that shit.â A string of vulgar words escaped your lips as you watched your body sit up.
âT-Toji?â You asked, finding your voice several octaves lower.
âYeah, you good?â your head turned towards you, and thatâs when your boyfriend finally seemed to notice something was wrong. Toji, Iâve been told you you were never good at hiding your facial reactions, and seeing a pure panic that crossed your features let you know he was right. âOh, what the fuck?!â
âI-Itâs me! I-I justâuhmâwhat the fuck happened?!â
After thoroughly researching the files you both refused to read, you discovered that this was one of the side effects of one of the curses you had taken out. It allowed the souls of its victims to switch with each other. The technique was only meant to last a few hours to a few days, which was a blessing, but your boyfriend didnât seem to see it that way.
Although you both insisted that you could handle a few more jobs, Shiu couldnât stand the way you were smiling sweetly at him with Tojiâs face, and your face was glaring daggers at him from the rearview mirror. So he did the only logical thing he could think of. You were taking your asses back home until this side effect wore off.
Which was something you found yourself longing for. Because you werenât sure how much longer you could handle being in the small confining space of the apartment with your boyfriend who is currently stuck in your body. You were trying to preoccupy your time, attempting to fix dinner with Tojiâs sausage fingers, when you could hear your voice and make the most pitiful sounds in the living room.
âMy fucking back hurts!â Toji yelled out, stretching his back out.
âYeah?â you asked, âI told you I wasnât fucking joking with you. Having breasts can weigh you down sometimes. Why the fuck do you think I ask for a back massage all the time?â
âBecause you want my dick.â
âHardy har asshole, now you know when I ask for a massage and being serious seventy-five percent of the time.â
You tried to focus on cutting onions but found it extremely difficult with the wines emanating from the living room. âOww, babe, come give me a back massage. Your beautiful tits that I love are causing me immense pain.â Ignore him, you told yourself as you went back to cutting onions. If you just ignored his whining, everything would be okay. âBabe!â Your voice at you from across the apartment. âBaby!â Your fingers tightened around the handle of the knife you were holding, fighting the urge to use your newfound strength not to throw it at yourself. For just a moment, the tiniest millisecond, you thought maybe he had given up on calling you forward, allowing you to go back to cooking until you heard yourself cry out a wine that would make any toddler turn their head towards you.
âOh my god!â You snapped, tossing the knife into the sink. âWhat?! What do you want me to do for you, Your Highness?!â
âRub my back,â Toji grumbled as he shoved your face into the couch. âIt hurts, and I know how good I am with my hands.â
With a sigh, you plopped down on the ground behind your body, using your boyfriend's hands to rub circles at the knots always in your back gently. Almost instantly, Toji let out a moan that was porn worthy. You could see him sink further into the couch; your fingers dug into the cushions as you continued to use Tojiâs thumbs to rub circles into the sore muscles. Toji continued to whimper, squirming under your touch, pressing your thighs together as you worked your hands lower and lower.
And while it seemed like he was finding some relief in your touch, you found his pants a little too tight for comfort sounds that were resonating from your mouth.
âFuuuck, that feels so good.â
âYeah?â
âYeah, babe, Fuuck.â
The sound of your moans seems to affect your boyfriendâs body. Allowing you to move on impulse, allowing his body to take the lead. âI bet I can make you feel better.â You whisper against the nape of your neck, relishing how your boyfriend recoiled back.
âOh yeah~? And how do you plan on making me feel even better?â
Your way was fast and hard, much like the way Toji always gave it to you. You wasted no time, ripping your clothes off of your own body, slamming your lips against the crook of your neck, nipping and sucking at the skin as his hands reached around, groping your breasts, just the way you liked it. Despite being in different bodies, neither of you were at all clumsy. As soon as you started ripping your clothes off, he told you he was tugging his shirt off his own body, turning to face, allowing you to pin him below you.
The kisses you shared were messy teeth clashing against each other as you both worked at your bottoms. Toji pulled your shorts and your underwear to the side. While you yanked his cock out of his sweats. Even though you were in different bodies, sex wasnât any different. Toji just needed to feel you against him despite being inside your body, and the same for you.
You spit into your hand, rubbing it over your boyfriend's cock before you press it against your entrance. Never once did you break that kiss, the kiss that was full of raw need as if you both were high on an aphrodisiac when, in reality, you were high off of each other. Toji moaned against your lips as you pushed yourself inside of the tight, wet heat. Your breathing hitched at the strange new sensations washing over both of you.
âOh my fuck,â you grumbled, pressing your lips against Tojiâs. âI-Itâs so tight and wet, oh, fuck.â
Toji wanted to laugh to make some crude comment about making sure you didnât come too fast, but that was hard when he was being split open by his cock. âI-I feel s-so full.â He whispered nearly breathlessly against your lips.
âDoes it hurt? Do you need a second?â
âNo, Iâm okay. Keep going, it feels good.â
Not needing to be told twice, you found yourself pulling out slowly before pushing back inside of your tight, wet walls. You both cried out, your head falling forward while Toji arched his back off the ground. You arenât sure how long you could last like this. Hell, you werenât even sure how Toji lasted as long as he did when he was inside of you. The man who was like a crazed sex god going for hours upon hours. While your boyfriend was wondering how the fuck you were able to take his cock like this every other night.
The pace you both set was messy and entirely out of rhythm. But despite not having any rhythm you were used to, it didnât mean it didnât feel good. Being able to lose control and lose yourself in the passion and sensations of just feeling good was hot. It was so hot that it had you both biting and sucking and clawing at each other. Your fingers dug into your hips while his nails scratched down your back as you both lost yourselves in the sensation of being with each other in a way you had never experienced before.
Being with each other in such a raw, more personal way allows you both, in a sense, to know how it feels for the other to know what to do, how to kiss, how to touch, and how to move against each other. This might come in handy for future sexual sessions for you. You knew that when you dug his nails into your upper back, your body trembled with pleasure. And Toji realized that when you angle your hips, a sure way to brush over your g-spot and cervix made your walls clench down so hard. He was afraid he was going to squirt all over you. Neither of you had ever expected it to happen, but both of you were excited that it had. Even if it meant neither of you was going to last very long.
âOph fuck!â Toji cried out in your voice, his back arching. âB-Baby, I feel weird, like I need to pee!â Your boyfriend stared up at his face, which smirked sinisterly down at him.
âYeah~? You gonna cum on my cock?â You asked, your voice deep and ragged. âBe good and cum for me.â You growled against his neck, smirking as you released your grip on his hip, rubbing circles over the swollen, sensitive clit.
âAh! Fuck! Oooh fuck yes, gonna cum!â
âCum for me, Toji~ come on!â
Toji screamed as he came so hard he squirted all over you, his legs shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm. As he screamed and squirmed underneath you, you lost yourself in the way your walls tightened around your boyfriendâs cock. Hugging him, milking him, trying to get him to come inside. Which, fortunately, was far too easy to do. You collapsed forward, fingers digging into your hips so hard you were pretty sure you were going to leave bruises much, much darker than your boyfriend ever left on you. It was just too much, tightening the screaming, the pleasure. There was no way you couldâve stopped yourself.
âC-Cumming! Ooh fuck!â
âYeah~! Give it to me!â
You thrust fast and hard, pumping your pussy full of your boyfriend's cum. Not stopping until the head of his cock was oversensitive, and you werenât sure if you could hold yourself up any longer. You grumbled, somehow collapsing onto your side as your boyfriend giggled, curling up against you.
âFuck, I understand why you donât like pulling out now.â
Toji, your nails down his chest. âYeah, it feels really good, doesnât it?â You hummed, wrapping your boyfriend's arms around your more petite frame, not entirely used to the size difference. âGod, I gotta give it to yaâ you take my dick like a fucking champ. Donât know how you do it.â
You smirked, pressing a quick kiss against his forehead. âIâm lucky enough to have a boyfriend to make sure Iâm more than ready for his monster of a cock.â He snickered, pulling back to look at me. âAnd I know I already failed at foreplay, but I couldnât help myself when youâre making such pretty sounds. I needed to hear more.â
âYeah, remember that the next time you bitch that I donât prep you enough after giving you a massage.â
âToji, I fully understand what you mean, and itâs a sacrifice Iâm willing to make.â
âGood, nowâ are you ready for round two?â
âRound two? Already?â
Toji swang your body over his hips, rocking gently over your oversensitive cock. âOh yeah, I thought you were fucking with me, but your sex drive is insatiable; hurry up, Iâm ready to go.â Maybe this whole body swap thing did have its downsides.
Nanami Kento:
It took five seconds for Nanami to turn away from the curse you were fighting. The curse shot out a green goop that coated you and Nanami in that span. It took five more seconds for your husband to act, blinking away the goop before jumping back into action. It was only when he went to swing his blunt blade that he realized something was wrong. Instead of swinging his typical weapon, he tossed a talisman paper instead.
In that momentary confusion, you and Kento took out the curse before looking at each other. Imagine his surprise when he didnât find your pretty face looking up at him but his own, looking down at him. The initial shock turned into panic as he watched a look of pure terror and confusion cross his face.
âMy love, itâs all right.â The calm manner of speaking sounded so strange coming out of your mouth. âWe have to remain calm.â
âOh my God, oh my God!â Nanami sighed, running a hand down your face. âWhat are we gonna do? This is terrible.â
Your husband wasnât sure if you consider this terrible. Both of you were safe, so thatâs all that truly mattered. However, he also found himself strangely intrigued by the predicament. He found yourself then. Seeing the expressions on his face, the cute little corpse you had, like picking at your nails, nipping up your bottom, lip, or weighing, looked strange to him, but it also left him longing to see what other reactions he could drop out from you.
Unaware of your husbandâs intentions, you try to remain calm. You continued gently rubbing your hands together as Shoko and Nanami looked over your body he was in.
âAny pain or discomfort?â You watched in horny silence as Nanami moved your shoulder again.
âA little pain in my, well, my wifeâs shoulder.â
âLetâs get that taken care of.â
You slipped your top over your head alone, you to see your body. The blue lace bra you wore was on display as Shoko's eyes flowed through her hands over your shoulder. Staring at your skin shouldnât have any effect on you. It was your body. You had seen yourself naked one million times, but Nanamiâs body reacted differently. Its bare skin and breasts had his pants feeling much too tight.
âHowâs that?â Shoko asked as she stepped away, watching Nanami rotate your shoulder with a sigh of approval.
âMuch better, thank you, Shoko.â
âAnd you?â
When Shoko turned her attention to you, your hands immediately went to cover your crotch. An action that seem to go unnoticed by your best friend but was clearly noticed by your husband. Nanami hummed cocking an eyebrow in your direction, his eyes focusing on his crotch, seeing how the fabric of his cream-colored suit pants with straining.
You cleared your throat, looking away, âI-Iâm fine! Totally fine, just eager to get home and wait this out!â You wanted to get away from her and her praying eyes because how embarrassing would that be for you to be popping a boner in your boyfriendâs body at the sight of your tits?
âAlright, sounds good to me. If you need me, Iâm just a call away; go home and rest.â
You have never been more happy to hear the words go home and get some rest in your entire life. You held your boyfriendâs hands in front of his crotch before taking his suit jacket to keep it over the prominent tent in his pants. This was perfect. You would be able to get home without anyone noticing. There, you could take a cold shower and sleep this off.
But your boyfriend had another plan.
Before you both could make it down the hall, Nanami grabbed your wrist, tugging you into one of the spare classrooms. âKento?â You asked, the unsure tone of your husbandâs voice sounded foreign. âWhat are youânngh!â Your body jolted forward as he slipped his hand down, rubbing at the throbbing erection straining in his pants.
âShh, letâs make this quick. I canât have you walking around with an erection like some teenage boy.â
âW-Wait h-here?! If we get caught, that would be worse! At least I can hide a boner with your jacket!?â
At that moment, your husband was undoing the zipper of his pants, allowing you to see the hunger in your own eyes. It was a look that spoke volumes, and you suddenly realized why your husband had told you several times in the past to control your facial reactions. It was a look you only gave him when you were unbearably horny.
âOh my god, thatâs it. Thatâs the look you always talk about.â
âMhm,â
âYouâre horny?!â
Instead of answering your question with words, he took your hand and slowly slipped it under the waistband of your pants. There, you could feel the wet slick that you were familiar with. Not skipping a beat, your muscle memory kicked in as your fingers began to trace circles over your clit, knowing just how you like to be touched.
âI saw how hard you were and couldnât help myself. Your body is screaming you need me. Iâm so wet, and Iâm throbbing; I need you.â
Hearing those words leave your mouth made you realize how your husband felt when he was in your position. When you talk like that in public, it is hard to control yourself at that moment. You had no clue how Nanami managed to do it because you lost your composure the second he opened his mouth.
You slammed your lips against his as you lifted him, pinning him against the wall, his hands worked at the button of his trousers while you slid your panties to the side. Luckily, both of you were so aroused that there was no need for foreplay. Lips moved against each other as you pressed the head of your husbandâs cock against your entrance, pushing inside without a second thought. You couldnât care less if the door wasnât locked, and you seriously doubted anyone would enter from the moans resonating from both of you.
All that mattered was fucking each other's brains out. Whether it was a factor from the curse or your undying love for each other, you allow yourselves to lose sight of your control. You needed him just as bad as he needed you. And you gave it to him. Itâs hard and fast as he gave it to you after he had been pent up from work all day.
Nanami screamed, head rocking back against the wall as you thrust forward, slamming the head of his cock against your cervix over and over, making sure to go as deep as you possibly could. You wanted him to know how good he always left you feeling after a rough session. Your fingers dug into the fat of your hips as you nipped and sucked at your neck, drawing out more moans from him.
You were giving it, your all fucking your husband as hard as he did; Nanami was gripping onto his biceps, staring into your eyes as he took it all in. Every thrust that led to immense pleasure, every kiss, he took in everything you were doing to him. Because the second he was back in his own body, he would make sure he made you feel as good as you made him feel.
And that was a promise he intended to keep.
âOh, my fuckââ You cried out softly, feeling your orgasm already approaching you. âYou feel too goodââ
âYeah, I know thatâs how you make me feel every time. But itâsânngh! Itâsâhaaah!â
âHard to not cum?â You answered for him, feeling your walls tightening around your husbandâs cock. âFuckâoooh fuck.â
âC-Cummiâoh m-my god!â
There was no warning, no further words expressed. All that you managed to do was lose yourselves in your orgasms. Nanami cried out tears, picking your eyes as your walls constricted and convulsed around his cock, drawing out your orgasm. You roared a moan loudly into Nanamiâs ear as you came inside, fucking his come further inside of you, doing exactly what he did to you every night.
The classroom felt stuffy and hot and reeked of sex. But neither of you cared as you slowly slid to the ground, holding Nanami flush against your chest. You kissed each other deeply, only breaking apart to take a deep breath as all the air escaped your lungs.
âI didnât think it was possibleââ Nanami whispered in your voice, âbut I fell deeper in love with you right now.â
âKenâI love you so much.â
You never made it home that night. Instead, you went to one of the spare dorms and ravished each other all night. Both of you took notes on how exactly your body reacted to certain touches and kisses because the second you were back in your own bodies, you planned on using this newfound information to spice up your marriage even more.
Ryomen Sukuna (JJK Sorcerer AU):
âI hate this!â Sukuna barked out, pacing the floor back and forth. âUgh!â
âCalm down.â You said from the couch, rubbing your hands down your face. âYouâre acting like itâs the end of the world.â
When Sukuna turned to give you the dirtiest look in the world, you werenât met with his tattooed face, but your own instead. âHave you stopped to look at what happened? I am in your body.â That was true. Your boyfriend was in your body, and you were currently inhabiting his body.
âSo itâs not like youâve never been inside me.â You waggled your eyebrows at him, only to win it go to hell look in return. âOkay, shit, sorry for joking, but you heard Shoko. The effects of this curse will only last a few hours.â
âA few hours too many.â
You werenât sure if it was the testosterone right now feeling in your blood or the very common annoyance you had with your arrogant boyfriend at times. But for some ungodly reason, watching him, he back-and-forth with a scale on your face was irritating, ever-loving fuck out of you. He was acting like a brat over something neither of you could control.
It wasnât even just the whole situation itself. Shit like this happened when you were a sorcerer. You got hit with different curses, injured, and usually were expected to live not that long of a life. You knew there was always a chance you wouldnât come home from a mission. You both were hit by a curse, and you manage walked away with minor injuries and a mild side effect. That was something he should be happy about. But for some damn reason, this whole situation only made him angrier than usual.
âThis is bullshit; if only my reverse technique worked shit like this.â
âKuna! Seriously, what is your problem?â
He growled at you, which would usually put you back in your place when youâre back talking to him, but it seems that growl wasnât as effective when it came from your body. Meaning you were pretty much unaffected by his tactic of intimidating you.
âI feel weak, okay?!â
âWeak?â You asked with a scoff. âYouâre seriously calling me weak?â
âN-No! Fuck I mean, I donât feel as strong as I normally do.â The more he tried to defend himself, the deeper the hole he dug. âI donât have the power or technique I have mastered through the years. Instead, I am unfamiliar with your technique, and all I have to defend myself with are these stupid papers.â He scoffed, digging into one of the pouches attached to your belt and pulling out one of your talisman papers. âI mean, what the fuck am I supposed to do with this fold origami?â
âYou could shove it up your ass when you get back in your own body, and I hope you get a papercut when doing so.â
âNo, Iâyou know how I see you.â He sighed, plopping down on the couch next to you. âYouâre strong, and youâve mastered your technique. But I donât know how to do anything you do. I feel useless, and Iâm not saying that you canât hold your own in a fight you kick ass. I feel weak because Iâm unaware of how to use your technique.â
There was a paying of understanding deep inside your chest. You knew what he meant because you felt the same way. There was an immense amount of power coursing through your veins, which could easily be used for evil instead of good. Having such a plethora of cursed energy made you feel as though you were a ticking time bomb, like if you were to sneeze, you would blow up a building.
So, instead of lecturing or giving him even more of a hard time, you draped a tattooed arm over your shoulder, pulling your boyfriend close to your side. âI get it, I guess.â You whispered, tilting your head back and staring up at the ceiling. âBeing in your body makes me feel as though Iâm destined to destroy things.â Sukuna snickered, turning to look up at you. âBut just because I donât have the same amount of cursed energy doesnât mean Iâm weak. Iâm still strong in my ways.â
âYeah? In what ways?â
âWhen Iâm riding your cock. I feel all-powerful like nothing can stop me. Especially when youâre groaning, grabbing my hips, encouraging me to move faster.â
At that moment, you regretted the words that came from your mouth. Because all you heard was your boyfriend's understanding hum. A hum that led to his hands working at your pants.
âW-whoa, easy there, Kuna. What are you doing?â
âTaking control, to see just how powerful Iâll feel.â
There was no room for protest; once your boyfriend set his mind to something, he made sure to get it done. Even if that means stripping down, straddling your hips, and lowering himself awkwardly on his cock. Watching his wish contort with pleasure left you feeling as though you might be able to take the reins on this. It wasnât as though your boyfriend would be able to take control, to ride cock like a pro.
But you seem to forget that this was your boyfriend, one of the strongest sorcerers of the modern age, just as strong as Gojo, if not more robust. The man was smart, and despite the facial tattoos and the muscles, he knew how to get shit done.
âOh fuck!â You cried out as he slammed himself down onto his cock with a satisfied growl. âK-Kuna baby! P-Please slow down!â
His hand clamped firmly over your mouth, silencing your protests. âShut up, Iâm in control.â your voice sounded so dark and sultry, god it was so hot! âJust be good and sit still for me; let me use you.â you couldnât argue with that, and with the way he slowly lifted himself off his cock, before slamming your body back down onto it, leaving you feeling pussy drunk.
âFuck!â
You cried out, shaking as Sukuna rode you like there was no fucking tomorrow. âOh fuck, fuuuuck!â
âYeah~ I suddenly see why you like to be on top of a lot.â he dug your manicured nails into his shoulders, dragging them down over his chest. âFrom this position, I can do whatever I want to.â You couldnât even ask what he planned on doing to you before his hips were rolling in circles and you were seeing stars. âAre You paying attention? This is how I want you to ride my cock from now on.â
âK-KunaâKuna!â
âI feel so powerful; seeing that pitiful look on my face should piss me off. But instead, itâs making me wanna draw out more.â
It was a combination of everything that was going on that sent you coming first. It was the way Sukuna was purring in your ear, so how he rolled your hips around his shaft, to the stinging burn left of your nails over his skin. It happens so fast, and your boyfriend's cock twitched inside of your walls as you came first. And it was unusual. Usually, you were the first to finish, but it never happened like this before. Your boyfriend being the first to fill you up rather than you soaking him with your release.
Sukuna wasnât even upset about it. He swelled with a certain sense of pride at getting you off first and with a body he was unfamiliar with. That left him feeling so satisfied he could feel his ego swelling. Before he could brag over the fact that he was better than you, his head began to pound as his vision blurred. His grip on his own shoulders tightened. Sukuna thought he might black out for a moment before he was blinking the black spots out of his vision. When it cleared, he was no longer towering above you but underneath you.
Much to his relief, he looked up at your beautiful face instead of down at his own.
You barely had a second to process what was going on and how it happened before Sukunaâs strong hands and your hips were holding them tightly. Open your mouth to speak, but before any words had the chance to leave your mouth, your boyfriend was pulling you up the link of his cock before slamming you back down on him. You nearly came again just from that action in itself.
âN-Nngh! K-Kuna w-waâahh!â
He holds you up and back back down on his cock again and again and again. âI thought I told you to pay attention while riding you.â His hips thrust up into your dripping wet pussy. âI want you to do exactly what I did. Donât keep me waiting; show me how strong you are, Kitten.â
Geto Suguru:
âSo let me get this straight?â Satoru questioned while sitting across from you and your boyfriend. âYou both took out the special-grade curse?â
âYep.â
âSuguru turned it into a ball and gulped it down as he does.â
âUh-huh.â
âThen everything went black, and you both woke up like this?â
He motioned towards the bodies of his two friends, lifting his blindfold to watch as you knotted your head, which was your boyfriendâs head. Satoru got the story right; it was a simple mission, simple enough for both of you to handle. You could take out the curse with no issues, but when Suguru absorbed it, everything took a turn. Everything went dark, and the next second, you were sitting up in your boyfriendâs body with the most unpleasant taste in your mouth after swallowing the curse.
It was a shock initially, but weird things happened whenever your boyfriend absorbed a curse. That just came with the territory of a curse manipulator. Cursed spirits sometimes had different effects on his body and sometimes the body of those near him. Fortunately, you had been near him on this mission. Geto would have hated to be in Gojoâs body, so this was a win-win scenario.
âYep, for the time being, weâre stuck like this.â
Gojo sat back in his chair, wincing at the situation, you both found yourselves in. âShit, sorry about that, guys.â Suguru shook his head, stretching your arms above you.
âEh, it could have been a lot worse.â
â thatâs true, but are you guys gonnaâyaâ know?â Satoru jester to the two of you with his hands. âUse the opportunity to your advantage?â
Suguru and you looked at the white-haired man, blinking in confusion. âAdvantage? Satoru, what are you even talking about?â you asked, running your fingers through your boyfriend's black hair.
âYou know, Iâll get down and dirty?â
âWhat?!â
âSatoru~â Your voice purred out as Suegro shook her head. âIs sex the only thing on your mind?â
âHey, itâs a genuine question. Iâm just curious.â
Your boyfriend, who was irritated from the throbbing vein in your forehead. Having sex like this in his body hadnât crossed your mind. When it initially happened, neither of you had been more concerned with making sure both you and Suguru were okay than about what happened. Besides that, sex wasnât the only thing on your mind! The thought of doing it like this even occurred to you, and it wouldnât have even crossed your mind, but thanks to manifest. It was out in the open, sticking out like a sore thumb.
You shifted, trying to listen to your boyfriend bickering back and forth with his best friend. Suddenly, you were aware of the throbbing inside your boyfriend, thankfully baggy pants. And you had the sudden urge to go home because the only thing you bring could focus on was how your boyfriendâs dick was swelling. The last thing you wanted to do was pop a Boner in front of your mutual friend after he had just suggested hooking up with each other while in the opposite body.
If he found out how you felt, you wouldn't hear the end of his arrogant comments and encouragement.
Yeah, it was best to keep him out of your bedroom life. Especially when you werenât sure if you wanted to take it that far. There was a burning desire deep in your stomach, one that had you itching to touch your body, to kiss your boyfriend, to succumb to the lust that was burning like a fire deep down inside of you. Was this how Suguru felt around you all the time? Or was it just part of the curse?
âHey,â you looked up from the bed, watching as Suguru brushed your damp hair. âI think I'm going to sleep on the couch tonight.â
Suguru stopped turning his focus on you. âWhy would you do that?â What could you even say? You were hard as a rock and wouldn't be able to control yourself? That you wanted him, but you didn't want to gross him out or make things even weirder?
âWellâI uhmâIâhave a bit of a situation.â
âI know. Youâre hard; you've been hard since we left campus.â
Your hands almost instinctively died towards the crotch, trying to cover the erection that was still throbbing angrily within the confines of the boxers. âH-How did you know?â Your boyfriend let out a giggle that sounded so strange coming out of your mouth.
âMy pants may be baggy, but they arenât that baggy.â
You felt yourself turn fifty shades of red as you groaned, covering your face in your hands. âOh my god, you could tell?! Why didn't you say anything?â Another sweet laugh came across the room as you resisted the urge to summon Rainbow Dragon to eat you.
âI didn't want to embarrass you.â
âYeah, well, I think I'm more embarrassed now. Can I manipulate your curses to eat me? To put me out of this misery?â
âOh, stop, you're fine. I was only able to notice because I know my body.â
âThat doesn't make me feel any better.â
âWell, it should be because you looked so fucking hot. Seeing you fight against those primal urges has your body reacting just as strongly.â
You perked up, watching as Suguru swayed your hips as he slowly approached you. âIs that so?â Suguru nodded, pulling your sleep shirt over your head and tossing it to the floor.
âEven though we're in different bodies, my soul is crying to be near yours.â He slipped your shorts down next, kicking them off to the side.
You slowly ran a hand down your boyfriend's stomach, grabbing his hard cock through his pants. "Fuck guess I got caught. But can you blame me? This is weird." Your hands slowly stoked his hard cock. "But also strangely arousing at the same time."
Seeing your hand stroking his cock had Getoâs eyes widening as he looked over his body before he was overtaken with the sudden urge to shove you down on the bed, immediately straddling his hips. "Don't mind if I do~"
You moaned, blushing up at Geto as he hummed softly. "O-Oh, holy fuck." You said, grabbing his hips. "Fuck is this what I look like to you?" you were in awe of your body. The curves, softness of your skin, and fuck, the fact your pussy was nearly touching his cock. Making it even harder, which seemed impossible.
âMhm~â Suguru nodded; he rolled your bare hips as he ran his fingers over your hair. "It's really hot, isn't it?"
"Fuck yes, fuck look at my boobs." You said, reaching up and squeezing them. "The way they bounce, itâs so hypnotic."
Your boyfriend giggled, rocking your hips harder before reaching behind him, pulling his own cock from his pants with a moan. "Holy shit.â
"I know it's really hard," You whispered. "I-I holy fucking shit." His cock was so hard Suguru knew it had to be painful.
"I knew I was big, but Fuuck, this put it in a different perspective. Fuck, I'm going to put it inside of your pussy, Princess.â He hummed as he rolled your hips up and down your cock like you had done countless times before.
"Oh, you are?" You asked, licking your lips. "Nah, I don't think so; itâs time I give you a taste of your own medicine.â You growled out while flipping him over onto his side. "I'm going to put it in your pussy." You ground your hips against drenched folds with a snarl.
Suguru gasped, moaning as he felt the head of his cock rubbed against your pussy. Being the one to do it felt much different than being on the receiving end. But it still felt good regardless. He suddenly knew why you begged so pretty; he longed for more than teasing touches. He was about to start praying for more when his whole body seized up as you pressed the head against the tight ring of muscles of the entrance, fighting the need to shove it all in.
âBaby, pleaseâ!â
âOooh, who's a needy slut?â
"Fuck, I am! I want you to fucking destroy me, please.â Suguru moaned, his head slowly rolling back against the pillows.
You smirked, running your tongue over your bottom lip. "Oooh, begging for me already, thatâs so cute.â You slammed inside Suguruâs tight pussy. "Fuckâyou're so tight~!!"
Suguru gasped before screaming out a moan while you thrust in and out. "F-Fuck yeah!! Just like that, oh god!!~ Princess!!â Hearing such pretty sounds only filled your desire, making you eager to move, to make him feel as good as he did for you.
"Fuck yeah~ what are you always saying? âYou like me fucking your cunt slut?ââ
âYeah, I see why, fuck you feel so fucking good!!" Suguru cried out, his eyes rolling back. "Fuck! Princess!! Fuck, I'm your slut, god I want your cum so bad!!"
"Cum for me then~!" You commanded, reaching around and rubbing your clit in fast circles just as you knew your body liked it. "Cum all over my cock." Your thrusts were becoming erratic as you felt your balls tighten.
Suguru cried out, his head thrown back as he clenched hard on your cock. "Yesyes-Yes! Fuck, Princess!! Fuckfuckfuck-!!"
You followed immediately behind Suguru; your hips stuttered as you came hard, cum filling your pussy with thick white cum. "O-Oh fuck~!"
"H-Holy shit!!â
"Fuck, oh fuck." You panted roughly, looking down at Suguru, who was still trapped in your body. "That felt s-ao good."
"Holy hell, the cum feels so fucking goodâ"
âYeah~ it makes you feel all nice and warm afterward.â
Your boyfriend moaned softly. "You know what feels even better? Fucking you with my cum~ I promise it feels fucking amazing give it a try."
You perked up at that, turning red, but you couldn't just take his word for it. You needed to feel it for yourself. So you slowly started thrusting back inside, moaning loudly.
"Oh god, you're fucking right, feels good.â
âI N-Nngh told you!â
You kissed Suguru eagerly, thrusting faster. Your boyfriend smiled softly, cupping your cheeks in his hands, kissing you deeply as he moaned into your mouth. You kissed back just as eagerly, stroking Suguruâs cheek. Your nails dug into his hips as you moved faster than you could think.
"F-Fuck, can't stopâ! God, you feel too fucking good!"
Suguru moaned softly, smiling up at you. "F-Fuck~ I love you too, Princess, so cum in me again!â
You groaned, sucking his neck, leaving a trail of hickeys. "I will." You growled, nipping her earlobe. "I'm gonna keep cumming inside your pussy." your hip bucked, slamming against her cervix as spurts of hot cum filled Suguru, the sensation enough to throw him over the edge with you.
âY-Yeah! Oooh fuck!â He cried out a moan, clawing at your back as he felt himself cum around your cock when you slammed deep into him. "C-Cumming!! Cumming Princess!!"
You gritted your teeth as you came inside your boyfriend again. Thatâs how you both were. You were just in sync with each other. Despite the fact, you were in each otherâs bodies. You knew how to make the other field good; you wanted to keep going because you werenât sure how long this side effect would last. But your lack of experience having a dick and poor stamina said otherwise.
"Mâ sorry baby, I-I do-don't think I can go anymore. I canât take it.â You feebly cried out before collapsing on top of your own body, winning a satisfied sigh from Suguru, who was underneath you.
âHonestly, Iâm okay with that,â he said as he gulped air. âFuck youâre probably gonna be sore in the morning. And I donât wanna hear you complaining about it because this was your own doing.â
Your mind felt fuzzy as you just nodded your head nuzzling your boyfriendâs face into the crook of your neck because you took in the afterglow and the rash of being near him in such an intimate way. Suguru hummed happily, running his fingers through your hair. He was honestly surprised you were able to go two rounds.
âSleepy?â he asked softly, only receiving a hum in return. âOohâmy sweet girl. Lay down for a minute, and let's cuddle before we take a shower.â
âOkay.â you finally could form coherent words as you lay down on your side, cupping your boyfriend's cheek. âCan Iââ
âYes, you can be the little spoon.â You werenât sure how long the curse's effect would last, but as long as you were with each other, it didnât matter. All that you cared about was coming home safely with Suguru and sleeping soundly in his arms, which made your dangerous job worth it.
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I have so many questions for season 4
Reginald was an alien. They knew that and then they came back to life after he tried to murder them and just⌠never asked him about it? They were like âyeah cool wtvâ?
How does Claire know that Klaus is immortal? Is she aware of everyoneâs powers? Did Alison tell her all about her dysfunctional super family?
WHY DOES LUTHER GO SEMI APE MODE FROM THE MARIGOLD? It wasnât a part of his original powers!
Why is the marigold they take this season janky? Like why do they get sick? Did Reginaldâs wife spike it? Or was it simply that they consumed it as fully grown adults instead of being born with it?
How did Reginald control so much of the US of A?? Like his people are literally leading the charge against Jean and Gene? How?
Why did that girl break up with Viktor? What do you mean he knows? I wanna know too!
What was up with the hotel in season 3? Why did have that samurai thing? Idk Iâm lost
WHO THE FUCK BUILT THE SUBWAY STATION THAT FIVE BLINKED TO? THERE WAS A MAP SO CLEARLY SOMEONE BUILT IT, right? RIGHT?
How did Five and Lila spend 7 years on that fucking train and never run across another version of Five?
Why is there a Five Doppelgänger Owned Deli in that subway station? Are we meant to understand that in several other timelines he loses his powers, ingests âjankyâ Marigold and then gets this specific power? Or was this part of his original power set and he just never discovered it? If so, then why was the colour his blinking aura changed to purple from his usual blue? What is happening?
How did Claire and Lila and Diegoâs kids survive without ALISON, DIEGO AND LILA NEVER HAVING EXISTED? I donât think thatâs how genetics work???
Why do we only see a fucking field of the original timeline⌠is there nothing else in that world or�
Does Klaus know how Ben died? Seeing as he could talk to, you know, BEN?? Did he ever tell his siblings? If not? If he too were brainwashed, did og Ben never tell him the truth?
WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT BEN ON THE SUBWAY, READING A BOOK AND WEARING GLASSES? Who was that? What was the point of seeing him in the post credit scene for season3 and then NEVER EVER AGAIN?
Why are any of them so invested in saving Sparrow Ben? Heâs mostly a dick? Did they get some development off screen????
How did one version of Five establish the Commission and never hire any other version of Five than the one we saw? If he did, did he keep track of all the Fives under his employment? To make sure to avoid any paradoxes?
There is a 6 year time jump but when Viktor asks Alison if sheâs double crossing them again by teaming up with Reginald, Alison categorically says, âI havenât met the man in 5 yearsââŚ. Does that mean she used to go over to the mansion for brunch every Sunday for a year?
Where the fuck did that man with a goldfish for his head come from? Why did he have an entire body?
Why did Lila get a family but no one else did?
WHY DID JENNIFER COME OUT OF A FUCKING SQUID?
Why does Diego not have all the skills he should from all the training he was put through? Also why is he called fat the entire season only to be shown to have WASHBOARD ABS!!?
Iâm sure there are logical answers to some of these but I donât know any.
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"DARYL DIXON - MASTERLIST."
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Hi! This is my masterlist of all the imagines I wrote here. Thank you so, so much for the love my stories are getting⼠I'll do my best to keep writting good stories for you. - Vi. (They are posted from the last to the first) Hope you like them!
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"Like there was no tomorrowâ Daryl Dixon promised himself, the night he let you go, that he would always love you, like there was no tomorrow. But when you come back into his life, youâre sure you won't fall for him again. However, even against your wishes, he will stay close to you, protecting you from getting hurt or worse, because a life without you is unimaginable. Now, like a roller coaster of emotions, you have to face your confusing feelings in an apocalyptic world, until you finally decide what the hell you expect from life, besides the chance to live one more day.
And when a little girl shows up in your lifes, she may be the path to a safe place you two can finally call home. But, will that be enough to be together? Or will the past be too much to survive the storm?
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7
One shots:
"His only one." You are his only one, he told you that the day you got married, that's why you don't mind the neighbors' blatant flirting with your husband, but the third time's the charm, and at that moment, you make clear to her that his ass belongs to you (literally)
"You are." To Daryl, you are different, you are special, you are everything. But when his jealousy over a "prank" from your friend leads to a misunderstanding you can't resolve, and an incident the next day that nearly costs you your life, it causes Daryl to have a huge revelation about his feelings for you.
"Fight or fight." The Dixon brothers know there are only two options when faced with a problem: fight or fight, but maybe that lesson isn't such a bad one for Marley when she tries to defend her friend.
"Until I found you." You always felt lost, adrift, until you found him. Oddly enough, Daryl always felt the same way, until he found you. From the moment you two met until your life together in Alexandriaâquite a story.
"One of these days." For you and your husband, trying to find the right time to have a little fun is not always so easy.
"Marley's stickers." After returning from a supply run with stickers for his daughter, Daryl is no longer sure if giving them to Marley was a good idea when he finds his crossbow covered in them, especially when he has to leave again with his group.
"Stay with me." When an old trauma begins to hunt you down again, Merle ends up telling your husband the truth, your deepest secret.
âWhen you finally came back.â After escaping from the saviors, Daryl and you finally meet again to stay together this time. And there, alone, your husband gives you a letter that perhaps expresses a little of what you mean to him. (light smut)
"On a snowy day." On a snowy day, Daryl's daughter tells him about an interesting conversation between you and Aunt Maggie, but Marley ends up spilling the beans to Carol too about her daddy's worst fear.
"Make you happy." Daryl reminisces about the day you two got married, when you found out you were pregnant, and when Marley was born.
"Like gravity." A recap from when you and Daryl met until he said he loved you.
"Karma butterfly." The actions we take produce their corresponding results, good or bad. And that's what happens with Spencer when he decides to play the bad guy against you and Daryl after you two decide to move in together in a house like the married couple you were before the apocalypse.
"A whole new world." For Daryl, it still feels like living in a whole new world with his daughter by his side, but in the hour that he is left alone with Marley, Daryl proves he is the best dad ever.
"The way to heal a heart." When his heart canât stand the pain of a loss, you discover why Daryl ignored you all those days. But there, you tell your husband the way his heart can heal.
âRussian roulette.â The game of killing or dying was too much for you after Richard was about to use you as bait, so you left to not be part of that life. However, it happens that you have a husband who is an excellent hunter, and who swears to you that he would burn everything in his path until he finds you. (light smut)
"Catching the fox." Jesus only caused problems since you, Daryl and Rick met him during a run, but that doesnât prevent you all from having a little fun. (Even if you come home empty-handed)
"The truth - Part 1." For the first time in his life, Daryl tells Carol the story of how you two met. "The truth - Part 2." Alone in the place she always loved, Daryl finally tells her the words he always wanted to say to her. Will he finally be able to propose to her?
"For life." Daryl tells his daughter about the day she was born (And she asks him an awkward question)
"My everything." A sleepless night after your and Daryl's baby was born.
"Like a roller coaster.â Marriages always have their ups and downs like a roller coaster. Even in the midst of an apocalypse, Daryl and you play a game until the situation gets a little out of control, but in the end, the only thing you two are sure about is that you have each other to keep living.
"The little spoon." During a night of drinking, you let Maggie, Glenn and Carol know that Daryl likes to be the little spoon.
âIn your eyes.â The truth can easily be seen in the eyes of the person you love. That night, Daryl saw in your eyes how much you love him. But the next day after Aiden tried to attack you, Daryl knew who was responsible for the cut on your lip without you saying his name.
âScars i would live with.â Daryl wonders why you donât touch his back when you two make love.
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didn't know they were dating buddie fics
all of these are general audience, teen and up or not rated (no smut) make sure to kudos/comment on these amazing works :)
baby, say you'll always keep me by: hattalove "the one in which joking about being married to your best friend is all fun and games, right up until you realize that you're not laughing." word count: 8.2k important tags: friends to fiances, getting together, mutual pining, first kiss
things we shouldn't by: ingu "the one where buck and eddie accidentally get set up on a blind date with each other, and everything snowballs from there" word count: 21k important tagsL fake dating, romcom, blind date, idiots in love, mutual pining, oblivious, getting togther
tear me to pieces and make me feel whole by: justhockey "and thatâs when it clicks. in the pasta aisle of the grocery store, at 10am on a saturday morning. buck is frowning as he tries to decide what to get - and eddie is in love with him." word count: 2.5k important tags: feelings realisation, getting together, fluff, team as family, oblivious!eddie diaz, coming out the "i" in ikea stands for 'i love you' by: ipretentobesane "buck has some life changing realizations in the curtain section of ikea. mainly, he's really, really in love with his best friend." word count: 2.8k important tags: fluff, oblivious!evan buckley, proposal made your mark on me (a golden tattoo) by: thatbuddie "buck and eddie keep getting matching tattoos, and then discover that maybe everyone is right when they think it means something more" word count: 15k important tags: tattoos, friends to lovers, getting together, first kiss, fluff of bake sales and overdue realizations by: brewrosemilk "eddie doesnât notice it until it becomes a thing that happens even when itâs just him and buck, without chris anywhere near them - but even then, he doesnât find it strange, or give it much thought. buck is the one who starts ending their phone calls with a quick âlove youâ but it doesn't take long before eddie does the same, often beating him to it." word count: 4.8k important tags: feelings realisation, love confessions, fluff, getting together, first kiss, texting sounding like the rest of my life by: coupe_de_foudre "eddie does a ravi and swaps shifts for a bit, only everyone on b shift is convinced that he and buck are married. they might not be as wrong as eddie initially thought.: word count: 6.6k important tags: feelings realisation, getting together, humour, pining baby don't you know? (you're my golden hour) by: ipretenttobesane "a sweet little fic inspired by eddie calling buck "cowboy" because i needed the fluff after 6x10" word count: 2.6k important tags: fluff, first kiss, love confessions the secrets we keep (the ones that spill out) by: sparegarbage "buck and eddie comfort each other with cuddles, hugs, and kisses (platonicallyâor so they think)." word count: 4.6k important tags: platonic cuddling, platonic kissing, platonic bed sharing, pre-relationship, fluff, comfort, idiots in love
i built a home (for you, for me) by: made_ofmemories "eddie shows up to work wearing one of buck's shirts. assumptions are made and revelations are had." word count: 6.1k important tags: sharing clothes, feelings realisation, first kiss, getting together, fluff, idiots in love you can feel it on the way home (you are in love) by: made_ofmemories "buck's apartment is destroyed when an earthquake shakes LA, luckily there's always a space for him in the diaz household." word count: 23k important tags: roommates, getting together, sharing a bed, sharing clothes, fluff, literal sleeping together, gay!eddie diaz, bisexual!evan buckley
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so, you've been posting/reblogging about sam being the exception to the rules of "This is alright to do when everyone else does it/ It's not alright to do but we can do it to sam". Do you have any fanfic recs that throw that hat around? Like, they realize they were actually in the wrong? or some good fix it? some bad break it?
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honestly not this fandom's strong suit. probably the most self indulgent part of see something say something is having dean accept that sam going to stanford wasn't a personal attack, was something he needed to do for himself, and the no contact trauma of it all was pretty much entirely john's fault. in canon he's literally betrayed by sam going to college until he DIES. he never chills or gives credit to the idea that sam deserved and needed space to grow outside of him
there are a couple "sam dies in the panic room" fics floating around out there, which are pretty good, but relatively short and sort of only deal with the immediate regret that dean feels because his brother is dead and not really because he understands how he fucked up
here are some that sort of qualify, but nothing that quite scratches the id for this in the exact way i'd like. unfortunately i think to really dig into this (for me) you've got to hit "sam was both saved and destroyed by dean's deal" and "dean came back wrong" right over the head before you can really deal with the repercussions of it. which is both hard and sort of an unpopular opinion! so i get it
feel free to drop your own recs if you have them!
Crossed Wires by rivkat (summary: A spnj2xmas gift for costsofregret, who liked angst, pining!Sam, one thinking the other is dead, and hurt/comfort. Itâs like you know me.) sort of deals with the concept of sam's autonomy but it's pretty brief.
One Saved Message by ratherastory (summary: After a hunting accident puts Sam out of commission for a couple of days, Dean decides to surprise his brother with a new phone, since his old one is toast. Even better is when he finds that heâs been able to save all of Samâs old information and restore it to his cell. Thatâs when he discovers an old voicemail that Sam has kept saved for the last two and a half years⌠Charity fic for help_japan. sinka won a fic from me and requested some Voicemail fix-it fic, and that is what I have attempted here. Spoilers for all aired episodes up to 6.19.) deals with the voicemail but not really all the actions dean took to make that voicemail believable
Paint Me a Monster by TheMarvelousTolkienJob (summary: Sam is a freak. He knows that and, after everything that happened with Ruby and the demon blood, Dean finally does too. Not that they actually talk about it or anything. No, they wait around for Sam to be kidnapped and tortured before they do that.) is a fic focused on all of this and it addresses the voicemail and the reasons the voicemail was believable but it doesn't end with anything so much resolved as it is at least in the open air. which is a perfectly good ending, i just want closure T_T
The Talking Cure by Mollyamory (Molly) (summary: Dean tries to keep his mouth shut, but as much as he wants to keep quiet, he also wants to say--) set immediately after season 8 with no gadreel. dean feels the need to reiterate what he said in the church
Soft Like a Blue Triceratops by sprinkles888 (summary: Sam finishes the trials, expecting to die. Instead, he gets a life that sounds idyllic - the demons locked away, the angels gone (mostly), and Dean by his side. All he has to worry about is the various monsters attempting to fill the power vacuum; a too-empty bunker; his own deteriorating mental health; Deanâs dive back into alcoholism; and not getting enough sleep (even for him). Oh yeah, and that pesky fact that his dreams are starting to seem a little bit too much like visions. He can handle it. He can. (Sometimes he canât.) If this is healing, Sam sure doesnât want to know what deterioration looks like. A season eight finale/post-season 8 AU) is probably the closest i've found that really comes down to grilling both on how messed up the brothers are and how it's taking a toll on sam specifically, but it doesn't really get into the double standards of it all. bold for emphasis is mine, because my god that's really the whole fic. great exploration of them, but it did hurt to read
not at all in the vein of the ask, but by the same author Sounds Like Truth and Feels Like Courage by sprinkles888 (summary: Turns out that the Men of Letters had a way to perform magic on the regular without the messiness of witchcraft. All they need for it is a pair of soulmates, a couple of rings from the bunker, and a willingness to spend time platonically touching. And, well, the Winchesters are already sitting at two out of three⌠(In which Sam and Dean cuddle, spend time being emotionally vulnerable, mend relationships, learn just how powerful their souls are, find power in memories, watch way too much Netflix, and become targets of an organized group of monsters set on killing them.)) is a comfy warm fic about the boys by the same author that i can reread without hurting my own feelings
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Viva Las Vegas!
Fernando Alonso x driver!reader
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Summary: What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas... But not this time.
Warnings/Tags: female reader, mentions of hate comments, mentions of racist comments (literally just a mention nothing specific), fluff... I guess that's it : P
A/N: I FINALLY FINISHED SOMETHING JXVSHHEHRHBRBT I'm so happy haha
So this fic is based on this â request. I hope I lived up to your expectations TwT I honestly think it's a cute little fic and I love the inserts :3
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You sighed in relief finally leaving the F1 studio after you finished filming Grill the Grid for Las Vegas. You loved doing those, it was a lot of fun but the filming was always the last part of your job for some days and after so many activities before, you were sometimes too tired to think of any answers.
Unfortunately for you, Lando and Carlos approached you the second you left the building, huge smiles plastered on their faces.
âHi Y/N! How was filming? â
The younger one asked enthusiastically at which you just shook your head.
âWhat do you need? Cause Iâm sure you do need something... â
âWell... We're going to a party to start off this amazing weekend and we were thinking that you might want to join usâ
The Spaniard explain making you sigh. They could see you were tired but you never said no to them so they tried their best to convince you.
You could use some party and alcohol after the previous weekend when you crashed your car on almost the very beginning of the race, causing you to be upset and quite nervous ever since.
âLewis will be there too. Literally everyone will be there! Even Fernando! â
Ah yes... The Fernando card. The forbidden card the boys knew would get you worked up to whatever they wanted.
âFine... But you have to pick me up! â
You huffed agreeing reluctantly then walked away to get ready. You were going to some club so you decided to put on a thigh length, sparkly lavender dress, some black heels and golden jewelry with some soft makeup.
Lando and Carlos whistled at you as you approached their car and immediately said after you got in.
âOoooh Fernandoâs gonna loooove that~â
Rolling your eyes at their comment you kicked Carlosâ seat so he would finally drive away.
The party was full of Formula workers and drivers, the boys were right, everyone was there. It was hosted in one of Vegas' clubs, one you had no idea about but were glad you decided to join and discovered that magical place.
Carlos and Lando left you just after you walked in so you sat alone by the bar, waiting for Lewis to notice and join you but he was too occupied by the girls.
You sighed heavily ordering a drink and almost spilled it when you felt a hand on your back. You turned around to see those beautiful hazel eyes shining in the colorful lights and a huge grin you oh so loved.
âHi gorgeous~â
Fernando said sitting down beside you, his hand not leaving your back radiating pleasant warmth.
âWell hello there Mr Alonso~â
You smiled widely at the older man as he checked you out. The light purple dress matched your dark skin perfectly driving the man crazy.
âThe guy you dressed so beautifully for is really luckyâ
âOh there is no guy. Unless you want to be him~â
You teased sipping your drink, making a soft, barely visible in the lights blush appear on his face. Fernando noticed you started to get bolder and bolder with your flirting which made you even more attractive in his eyes. He loved confident women.
âI would be honored. May I have this dance then? â
Quickly finishing your drink you grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the dance floor where you had a great time the whole night. You felt eyes on yourself the whole time, knowing damn well no one will let you forget about this till the end of your life. But you couldnât care less, just indulged in the moment.
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The next day you arrived to the Vegas circuit for the grand opening a little hangover with your grid bestie Lewis.
The two of you drove through the paddock on his electric scooter, one earphone in each earâs listening to Eminem, with Lewisâ chin on your shoulder. You looked like a couple and to some acted like but in fact you considered each others siblings.
Lewis was not only your teammate but also the only person you felt comfortable talking about the racist hate comments you received, as he understood you the best. Being a black woman in an European men dominated sport was not easy. You got a lot of backlash and negative opinions from some fans, coworkers and FIA staff despite being one of the best drivers on the grid.
The only group that fully accepted you were your fellow drivers. They saw you as a precious gem, a little sister they had to defend at all cost, even though you werenât the youngest.
The one individual that thought otherwise was the oldest one â Fernando Alonso. He didnât see you as a little girl but as a woman, a very beautiful and gorgeous woman, the object of his desires, that's why he spent the whole previous night by your side, unable to deglue - a thing the whole paddock knew.
So when he noticed you and Lewis pass by his blood boiled. The man knew Lewis was nothing more than a brother to you but couldnât help the jealousy accumulate inside of himself whenever he saw the two of you together.
âFernando saw usâ
Lewis murmured at which you just shrugged.
âI donât like how he's looking at you... â
You rolled your eyes with a sigh. After having this conversation with Lewis so many times you already had enough. The man didnât approve on your behavior relative to each other. He deemed the Spaniard was too old for you, considering your 12 years age gap.
Lewis just wanted the best for you, the best for his little sister and he knew you could do so much better than Fernando. He even arranged you multiple dates with guys he thought would be perfect for you, but you always dismissed them all sometimes not even showing up to the date to Hamiltonâs displeasure.
You knew he just wanted good but you found it annoying and unnecessary.
âYouâre exaggerating, as always... If you donât like it so much you shouldâve looked after me yesterday and not pick up chicks... â
You remarked before hopping off the scooter and walking in to the Mercedes garage.
Fernando clearly flirted with you whenever he had a chance, so you werenât surprised seeing him beside your platform along with someone from media filming the whole thing, blowing you a sweet kiss and sending a wink just before you and Lewis were launched for your presentation.
Hamilton shook his head disappointed hearing your giggle. He was opposed to your little ârelationshipâ or whatever you could call it but you couldnât care less.
Fernando was a really handsome man and your age gap wasnât something you worried about. The thing that actually worried you was his flirting. As much as you enjoyed it, the man was flirting with literally everybody earning him a status of a womanizer, which drove you crazy.
You wished you were the only one he flirted with. Little did you know that with you he meant it, he really meant it.
By the time the elevator lowered you down the Spaniard was gone. You figured he must have gone to do the interviews, to which you were escorted just after stepping out of the lift.
Later that evening you were sitting in the recording room you rented and recorded your podcast where you talked about working as an F1 driver and answered your fansâ questions. Most of the questions were about your work, some about the relationships with other drivers while some were just mean comments.
When something like that happened you usually just hung up with that person mid their sentence and answered another call as if nothing. You tried not to worry much about hate comments but had to admit that some really got into your brain and heart.
After 3 tiring hours you were almost by the end when someone asked you a very interesting question.
âWell... I was wondering... What do you think about Fernando flirting with you?â
You chuckled softly remembering all the times Nando flirted with you, how your cheeks flushed and the world seemed to stop leaving only the two of you in motion. You wouldnât admit you loved it, but you truly did, sometimes even fantasized about it.
âYou know... Itâs not like heâs only flirting with me. I saw him flirt with Lance... Mark... Iâm sure you saw those clips too. Fernandoâs just a flirtatious guyâ
âBut what if itâs genuine?â
But what if itâs actually genuine?... You could only wish it was... He'd been doing this for a very long time, yet he never actually invited you on a date, thatâs why you doubted it.
âIf it was, he wouldâve asked me out a long time ago. Unless heâs shy and tries to do it right now through you!â
You joked before thanking the girl and moving on to another person. Good thing it was the last one, because after the previous call the only thing you wanted to do was to drown yourself in your foolish fantasies.
âLast but not least â anonymous. Bring it up!â
âWould you be mad if Fernando actually tried to ask you out through somebody?...â
That voice... You could recognize it everywhere as it lingered behind Fernando almost always. Lanceâs scared voice sounded in your earphones making you laugh. You never though Nando was actually too shy to ask you to a date himself, considering his shameless flirting and a status of a womanizer.
âYes! Is he there with you?â
Silence fell on the other side before quiet bickering could be heard, then Alonsoâs voice filled your ears.
âHi...â
âHi stranger. Is there something you would like to ask me?â
You smiled widely awaiting his response, legs jumping like crazy from excitement, teeth biting hardly into the bottom lip as the seconds felt like hours.
âWell... Uh... C-can you turn around?â
Frowning you did as he asked, turning in your chair to meet his silhouette waiting outside your glass office with a huge bouquet of field flowers â your favourite. You felt your heart melt at the thought that he remembered such little details about you. You gasped seeing him, that beautiful smile graced his face as he watched you turn back around.
âCouldnât you just play along!? It could have been so romantic!â
He whined making you shake your head in amusement. You could not believe... The man always made you happy with just him being but this time you felt like on cloud 9.
âSo?... What do you say?â
You sighed heavily thanking your audience before quickly dropping everything off and leaving the office.
âDo I have a choice?â
Asking playfully you grabbed Fernandoâs arm and greeted his wingman.
âSo where are we going?â
Lance dropped you off at one of the most expensive restaurants in Las Vegas, even though you told Fernando some beer and fries in a random bar was enough when he told you where you were going.
You were a little skimpy, coming from not so rich family and always felt chest pain when buying expensive things or when someone bought you something.
Alonso knew it well but he wanted to give you the whole world so since that date he had been showering you with presents, not letting you complain about the price nor giving them away.
âFernando?...â
âYes?â
âPlease be honest... Why did it took you so long to ask me out?...â
You asked after you ordered your food. That question occupied your mind since you started to flirt with each other. You thought that if that womanizer actually liked you, he wouldâve asked you on a date a long time ago, which slowly made you lose faith in the chemistry between you two. The man sighed heavily gathering his thoughts before he responded.
âWell... I have to admit I was scared... I have a big, toe curling crush on you since weâve met but I guess I was just scared that such a beautiful, smart and young woman wonât take a liking in an old man like me... Even though you were flirting back I just wasnât sure... â
He confessed. You smiled reassuringly and captured his hands in yours.
âOh Fernie... You couldâve tried... The worst that could happen would be me rejecting you but I could never... Youâre too handsome and wise for me not to fall for you. And donât you ever again dare call yourself old. Because youâre not. I donât mind your age and neither should you worry about our age gap. Itâs not that big after all...â
â12 years is not a lot?â
Fernando asked with a chuckle earning one back. The man loved hearing and seeing you laugh, especially when he caused it.
âItâs not! I know worse cases!â
You laughed along the man. Youâve spent the night enjoying each otherâs company, hoping the day would never end.
You woke up to the smell of fresh coffee and breakfast. You slept in his hotel room, in his bed but nothing happened between you two. Fernando loved you too much to rush anything sexual, prefering to just shower you in sweet kisses and goodnight hugs.
âBuenos dĂas princesa~â(good morning princess)
The man soon walked in, a wooden tray full of food and two mugs of dark liquid in his hands. He sat down beside you and waited for you to sit up before he placed the tray in front of you.
âIâve made you some breakfast. Your favourite. Chocolate pancakes with strawberries and bananas and caramel latte macchiato... Which I had to order from Starbucks downstairs as I am unable to use the coffee machine. Too complicated for my old mindâ
You smiled happily and placed a sweet kiss to his lips before taking a sip of your coffee.
âMmm... Thank you... You know me so wellâ
âOf course I do. Iâm your one and only after allâ
The man grinned before settling down beside you and joining you in eating. The morning passed by too quickly and soon you drove with Fernando to the paddock. Fortunately no paparazzi noticed you yet.
For the rest of your stay in Vegas, Alonso took you on dates, always to a different place thinking of different activities every time. You felt like he was what was missing in your life as you always felt a part of you lost until that evening.
The media quickly caught on to your romance, writing an article after an article about your relationship. The whole grid started to call you an old married couple the moment they found out, being very happy for you two just as the whole F1 community.
The only one who was still opposed to it was Lewis, but with time Fernando has managed to convince him he wasnât so bad and treated you right.
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Soon the 2023 season finished, that meant that in some time the F1 social media team was going to organise a Secret Santa gift exchange.
You wondered whoâd you get, secretly hoping for Lewis, it wouldâve been the easiest task ever as you knew well what he craved.
Unfortunately you drew Yuki and decided to buy him some food and sweets as it was the safest gift you were sure heâd like.
You werenât the only one who drew someone other than they wished to. Fernando drew Esteban but wanted to get you, so he started to run around the paddock asking every driver if they got you.
Eventually he traded with Kevin who was more than happy to take Esteban, he just couldnât think of a gift for you, whereas Fernando had his gift bought for you way earlier which waited in his apartment for the exchange.
When the day came, the social media staff caught you after an interview and you started to film your bit, which was the last one.
You sat down by the table and greeted the fans before taking the present the interviewer gave you. You smiled the whole time as you unwrapped the paper, a small black box emerging from it.
Opening it you revealed a beautiful gold ring with a shining amethyst in the midle. Looking confused at the ring you felt someoneâs hand on your shoulder.
You turned around rapidly to see Fernando on his one knee in front of you, a soft smile plastered on his face as he looked deep into your eyes.
Tears started to fill yours when you finally understood what was going on, an awkward chuckle escaping your lips.
Some might thing it was too early as you only dated for a month but it felt like you've been together for those 2 years of flirting. Besides, Fernando felt like you were the one. No. He knew you were the one and you knew he was the only one for you too.
You shook your head not believing and hid your face in your hands.
âFernando. Alonso. Diaz... Youâre impossibleâ
You said soon, pulling your hands away from your face and smiling widely at the man.
âIs that a yes?â
You didnât say anything instead quickly putting the ring on and throwing yourself at the man, you both falling to the ground with happy giggles and applause from the people surrounding you.
Grabbing his cheeks you kissed him passionately, not caring even a little about the cameras filming you, you wanted this moment captured and the whole world to see it.
It was the best month in your whole life...
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I hope you liked it! Let me know if you have any ideas for future fics! đ
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I love Stellar! She's so cute! Love your art, keep being amazing, et cetera, but also I have a question:
You mentioned that at the time of Stellar's, shall we say, adoption, Shadow and Sonic were still in their "it's complicated" rivals era. I'm guessing Shadow wasn't especially close to Sonic's friends either? And that kinda got me wondering: how do Sonic's friends feel about Stellar when she first arrives? Obviously they love her on sight, but like, does Tails feel weird that he's now basically Shadow's brother-in-law? Is Amy a little alarmed at the thought of Sonic and Shadow being responsible for a literal baby? Does Rogue foresee the inevitable Sonadow to follow? And so on ...
Idk, would love to know more about the early days and everyone's reactions.
EEEHEHEH thank you so much for the compliment!!! đĽ°đĽ°đĽ°
And I'll give you a quick rundown on everyone's feelings immediately after Shadow brought Stellar home!
Rouge was the first to know, as she was actually present when Shadow discovered Stellar. The two of them had been tracking some leads about Project Stellar for a while, not realizing they were stumbling upon another attempt at Project Shadow until they were right on top of it. Rouge initially tried to reason with Shadow, recognizing his anger instantly and trying to convince him to let cooler heads prevail. She even tried to warn him against removing Stellar from her stasis pod, fearing that it was acting as some kind of life support and would kill her upon removal. Shadow decided to remove her regardless, deciding that either way, a life in the government's hands as a weapon was no life at all. Still, Rouge convinced him to take her straight to Sonicâand, more importantlyâTails, since he had the tools at his disposal to give Stellar a proper look over.
Sonic and Tails live together, so they were the next in line to find out. Shadow basically showed up looking like he was out for blood with a baby in his arms, demanding that Tails use his equipment to see if she was okay. Tails and Sonic both wanted more of an explanation (like, where did you get a baby, WHY do you have a baby, why do you look like you just got out of a fight, etc) and Shadow would begrudgingly tell them what he'd learned, clearly deeply uncomfortable with the entire conversation.
Well, to say they would both be shocked would be an understatement. Sonic would be at a loss for words, for once. Tails, ever the scientist, would immediately want to look over Stellar to see if Shadow was telling the truth. By the time Shadow had handed the baby over to Tails, Sonic's brain would have rebooted and the motor mouth would start up again.
He'd be in total disbelief, really. He'd just start yammering on about every question and concern that would come to mind.
"The government tried to make another you?? With ME?"
"Does that make me a dad? Does that make YOU a dad?? ARE WE DADS??"
"I can't take care of a baby, I don't even remember BEING a baby! What do babies even eat??"
Etcetera, etcetera. Shadow would just stand stiffly in a corner of Tails's workshop, laser focused on whatever tests Tails would be running on tiny baby Stellar. He would totally tune Sonic out, instead focusing on the barely noticeable rise and fall of Stellar's chest, petrified that she might stop breathing if he looked away.
Honestly, the first night would be VERY tense. Shadow would still be high strung from the rescue, Sonic would be trying to wrap his head around the whole idea, and Tails would be devoted to running all the tests he could on Stellar to try and get some answers.
Tails would determine she was healthy, showed no signs of requiring any kind of life support, and was definitely Shadow and Sonic's biological child. Half Shadow's DNA, half Sonic's.
He would also realize in his tests that her energy readings were off the charts. Whatever they had been cooking up in that lab wasn't good, and Stellar was almost like a living chaos emerald. He'd immediately be concerned about the implications of keeping her around, but Sonic would have come around by that point, deciding there was no way he and Shadow would be getting rid of her.
Shadow wouldn't be so sure. He'd suggest talking to Rouge, Amy, or Vanilla about being a mother to her instead, since he wouldn't be confident in his own abilities to raise a child. Sonic would be annoyed by that, pointing out that it would be pretty messed up to try and pass her off on anyone else. Vanilla and Rouge both have their own kids to worry about, and Amy lives in the Sol Dimension with Blaze most of the time. He'd reason that they should at least try. Besides, who could possibly understand her more than Shadow?
Eventually, they'd agree to try raising her as a team. It'd be a begrudging decision, but one they'd learn to live with. The two of them wouldn't be romantically involved at this point, either, so the two of them had a LOT of growing pains trying to figure out how to parent together. Getting a baby government assigned to you is one thing, but having to raise it with your rival is another!
Oh, and as for Amy, Knuckles, and the rest of the group? They'd almost all be horrified LOL! Stellar definitely received a rocky reception at first! They all grew to love her eventually, though.
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Helloo!!~ I hope your doing well!!
I have an request for Dark Cacao cookie x wife reader! The idea for it is, Dark Cacao ends up seeing his wife again after a very long time of being a part from one another just very fluffy and emotional moment for the two of them. Happy tears and smiles for all :)
Oh and please take your time with this request!! :D
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character: dark cacao cookie
wc: 1.2k
cws: some angst(with a happy ending), reader is a little pathetic but that is okay x
HIII hello i still posted today!!! sorry for taking literal months with some these requests!!!! i love you all!!!
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The Dark Cacao Kingdom.
A place you were all too familiar with. The very name sends a rush of dread throughout your entire body. Itâs been such a long time since you heard that name. A place that once was a home to warm memories with your husband, was now nothing but a cold thought.
It had been many years since you left the Dark Cacao Kingdom. After the disappearance of your husband and the king, Dark Cacao Cookie, you were left to rule the kingdom on your own. After years of managing the kingdom, the troops, and the wall by yourself, the pressure of ruling with no king by your side had become too much for you to handle. So, in an act of selfishness, you fled. It wasn't something you were very proud of, but it was the only thing you thought you could do.
Grass crunching beneath your feet, you ran and ran, without looking back. Eventually, you came across a land called the Crème Republic, which is where you would end up hiding. You had remained there for quite some time, keeping yourself on a low profile, and from being discovered and being brought back to the place you once fled from.
Although your new life was much more relaxed than where you previously lived, a sense of guilt always lingered in the back of your mind. You always wondered, how is the kingdom doing now? You hoped they were doing okay without you. Sure, without any ruler to oversee the land, it may not have been the most desirable circumstances, but you knew they were tough enough to pull through. You always tried to bury your insecurities by convincing yourself that everything would turn out fine.
The only reason you had come out of hiding was because of the rumors you had been hearing as of late.
âHave you heard? The Ancient Heroes have finally returned to rescue us!â
âThe Ancient Heroes have finally returned, especially when we needed them the most!â
The Ancient Heroes�
Dark Cacao CookieâŚ
Has he�
Your heart nearly jumps out of your chest at the thought. The thought of your husband finally returning after so many years⌠Oh, how you missed him. How you wanted to see him, jump into his arms. How you wanted to kiss him. How you wanted to hold him. But your excitement was quickly overwhelmed by the immense guilt washing over you.
Did you really deserve to see him again after all this time? After you so selfishly abandoned the kingdom he had worked so hard to build? Would your old subjects even like to see you?
Would he even like to see you?
The turmoil within your head fogs your mind. Noâ you didnât deserve to go back. Not after what you did to all those innocent people. You canât go back. You were so uncaring to those people, fleeing without a second thought.
âŚBut even so, you decided to make another selfish decision.
Which now leads to your current situation.
Aggressive cold air surrounded you angrily, as the tall doors of the citadel practically mocked you. Now that you were actually where you wanted to be, you started to get cold feet. The doors were right in front of you, yet you merely froze, allowing the cold climate to envelop you further.
âHey! You there!â
A loud voice calls out to you, and you, startled, look up to see one of the many watchers of the kingdom pointing their crossbow directly at you.
âYou, intruder, state your name and your purpâ!â
The watcher begins to trail off, staring at you in awe, before their eyes widened in complete shock. They fumbled with the crossbow as they began stumbling over their words, unable to speak a sentence properly.
With shock present in their voice, they finally shout, âY-youâŚ! Itâs you! YouâreâŚ!â
The watcherâs desperate cries gained the attention of the other watchers on duty nearby, and one by one, they had begun to approach you as well. Every single one of them slowly began to recognize who you were, and they all became frantic. Which is something you really didnât want right now. The last thing you wanted was for so much attention to be drawn to you, and yetâ
âThe king! S-someone alert Dark Cacao Cookie, n-now!â
You knew now that it was a foolish hope.
ââ
Dark Cacao Cookie was no fool.
The moment he saw several of the kingdom's watchers burst into the throne room, frantic and inconsolable, he knew something was wrong. He expected to be informed of an attack on a nearby village, or even monsters from the Licorice Sea climbing the wall.
He was not, however, expecting to see his long lost lover standing at the opposite side of the room.
He noted how you avoided eye contact with him. He noted that you looked quite disheveled. He noted that you looked no different than when you did all those years ago.
Not a word from either side is said. The only noise heard was the frigid wind howling outside. The silence is only cut by Dark Cacaoâs booming voice finally calling out.
âWatchers, you are dismissed.â
You jump, his deep voice causing your heart to ache. The watchers hesitate for a moment, before they meekly begin shuffling out, allowing the large doors to slam behind you. You donât dare to look at him, not after everything that happened. You simply continue to stand in place, eyes glued to the floor.
âCome closer,â he calls to you, in a gentle yet firm command. Letting out a shaky sigh, you finally begin to slowly make your way towards the throne, feet dragging across the pristine floor. Every step feels like needles piercing your heart, as the pit in your stomach continues to grow.
Finally, you stop in front of the throne, kneeling down on one knee. Still refusing to look at him, you bow your head in respect, as if the two of you were strangers.
âMy king,â a meek acknowledgement. His eyes bore into the back of your head, noting how you still refuse to look up at him. Your body curls in on itself as you hear him stand up and slowly approach you.
Footsteps stopping directly in front of you, he hesitates for a moment. Neither of you say or do anything. Then, after what felt like ages, he kneels in front of you. This is finally what urges you to look up at him.
The moment your eyes meet, his eyes immediately soften, and yours immediately fill with tears. Choking back a sob, you looked down again, many emotions overwhelming you in this very moment. Guilt, happiness, regret, sadness, everything all at once. It was too much for you to handle. You wanted to say something, but you just couldnât.
âHhâ My king, Iâ Iâm soâ!â
Youâre cut off with a squeak as he embraces you. He gently holds you as you begin to sob in his arms, choking out incoherent apologies. Your arms wrap around him tightly, fearing that if you let go, heâll disappear again.
âIâ hic, I missed you so much! I-Iâm sorry! Please donâtâ donât leave me again!â
His heart breaks at your pleas. Wordlessly, he strokes your back to calm you, allowing you to cry into his shoulder. He watches as you tremble and shake, mumbling to yourself. Dark Cacao Cookie begins to quietly stroke your back as he gently grabs a hold of your face. Smiling comfortingly, his thumb swipes your tears away, ignoring how some tears have escaped his eyes as well.
âItâs alright, my love. I am here. Iâve missed you as well.â
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No Dinner For You (Lucifer x GN!MC)
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Warning. (Most of) the Brothers doesnât care about MC/Reader (the story takes place in season 1 when nobody in HoL gives a damn about MC). Hunger. Slight mention of demon eating human. Please tell me if I miss anything :3
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Your first day in the Devildom was hectic. You were dragged down to Hell without your consent and without any prior warning and were forced to participate in an exchange program in order to promote peace between the three realms, the dream and desire of the Demon Prince - Diavolo. Living with you were the seven six demon brothers, who could kill you and eat you on a whim. At the end of the day, you were again dragged into another mess between the second born Mammon and the third born Leviathan, the latter of whom you had to help against the former. Needless to say, you were extremely tired, both physically and mentally.
Right after you managed to find your bedroom on your own (since you were technically abandoned by your caretaker Mammon), you threw yourself on the bed.
Itâs so warm and soft. I wish my life down here would be like this bed. You said within yourself as you began to doze off.
You woke up, finding yourself still in the clothes you were in when you were dragged here.
How long have I been asleep? You yawned as you got up from the bed. You had the feeling you forgot something but couldnât remember what it was.
Suddenly, your stomach grumbled.
Oh right, dinner. You finally remembered what the thing you forgot was. You grabbed your D.D.D and went out of your room, heading to the direction that you believed was the dining room.
However, what greeted you when you exited your room was a dark hallway.
Strange, why is the light not on? You wondered as you tried to find your way through the darkness. After 5 minutes, you reached the dining room but it was also covered in the silent darkness.
Wait, just whatâs going on? Are those demons trying to scare me? You asked yourself. Letâs check the kitchen. With that thought you turned back because the kitchen was next to your room.
The kitchen was also covered in darkness. But there was a difference, the darkness didnât cover everything completely, you could still see the light from the refrigerator. As you walked closer, you could still make out a large figure standing in front of the fridge and you could hear chewing sound.
Since you were in the Devildom, the literal Hell and the kingdom of demons, monsters and abominations of various kinds, you thought it would be better to not alert the creature and turn back.
âOh, itâs you, MC.â Before you could make your escape, the large creature turned back and discovered you. In the darkness, you could make out the orange hair and a pair of purple eyes.
âBeelzebub?â
âYes, itâs me.â The orange head demon nodded.
âWhat are you doing alone here in the darkness?â You asked.
âTo devour whatever food I can find in the fridge of course. But I could ask you the same, what are you doing here, MC?â
âWell, isnât it time for dinner? I came to the dining room but found no one there.â
âMC, uhâŚI think you should check your D.D.D. Itâs midnight.â
What? At first, you didnât want to believe Beelzebub but when you opened your D.D.D to check, you found his words to be true. The phone screenâs time showed 23:59, and you were just in time when it turned 00:00, officially ending your first day in the Devildom.
âSo I missed my dinner.â You said as you tried to reassure within yourself that the demons must have left something for you, though even you doubted that.
âYeah, we thought you didnât want to eat dinner so we already ate your portion. Thereâs nothing left of it.â
âOh, so is there anything left in the fridge?â
âNo, nothing left in the fridge. I ate all of them.â Beelzebub answered then walked past you, exiting the kitchen, leaving you and an empty fridge.
Your stomach grumbled again. But you had nothing to satisfy your hunger. You could only hold your abdomen as you went back to your room. Looked like you would have to suffer hunger tonight. No one really cared about you here. You might even be dead for whatever reason that they probably not knowing anything until your body started to decompose and they only found out due to the smell. You wanted to cry but you manage to hold the tears back.
Donât cry, MC. If you cry over a meal and the uncaring attitude of those demons, how are you gonna survive in Hell for one year? You shouldnât cry because of those demons, theyâre just like society, which doesnât give a damn about you.
âMay I ask what are you doing here, MC?â
You turned around and met a pair of crimson eyes. You knew it to be Lucifer, the eldest of the brothers.
Lucifer frowned when he saw your face. Even though it was dark, demons could see very well in the dark, they are creatures of the darkness after all. And what the Avatar of Pride saw were your red eyes that threatened to turn to two waterfalls at any given moment and quiver lips.
âNo, itâs nothing.â You tried to dismiss the issue and walk away but the eldest already blocked your way.
âMC, itâs my duty to take care of your need while you are staying here and not letting you suffer any unjust discomfort. Tell me, whatâs troubling you?â
You were unsure why but you felt attracted to the pair of crimson eyes when you looked at them. You felt that you could tell him any difficulty and it would be resolved.
âIâm hungry.â You said.
âHungry? Didnât you have dinner with my brothers?â
âI overslept and missed it. Your brothers decided to divide my portion among themselves. Beelzebub ate all the food in the fridge so now I have nothing to eat.â
âIâm sorry that this kind of inhospitality happened, MC. I wasnât home at dinner and my brothers caused trouble for you. Nevertheless, itâs my fault for letting this kind of situation happened. Please let me make it up for you.â
âOk.â You werenât sure how the eldest was going to make it up for you but you agreed anyway, better than refusing and letting yourself suffer.
With your permission, Pride led you to his room, where he took out some high quality delicious dishes and a bottle of wine from a hidden cabinet.
âWait, you store food in your room?â
âWell, yes. Sometimes, I need to enjoy a peaceful and quiet meal without my brothersâ interference, so I hide some dishes from Ristorante Six, a high end restaurant in Devildom, in there. I hope you will not tell my unruly brothers about this.â
âOk. You have my word for that.â
âVery well.â
After the first bite, you found yourself eating the most delicious dishes you had ever tasted.
âThese dishes are so good.â You praised as you were digging in.
âIâm glad you like Devildom food. Eat more.â
âArenât you going to eat? Theyâre yours after all.â
âNo need. This is me compensating for you.â
âYou should eat too. Or else I would be feel guilty of eating someone elseâs food, being no different from your brothers.â
âAlright, if you insist.â
Then you assumed eating. You didnât notice the pair of crimson eyes looking at you. The owner of those eyes didnât care about eating, but only fixing his gaze on you.
Itâs a good feeling. Lucifer said within himself and smiled. He even poured a glass of wine, whose name you later learnt to be Demonus, for you, saying the best food should be accompanied with best wine.
The next morning,
âMC, do you like our new chandelier decoration?â The eldest asked when you stepped inside the dining room for breakfast.
You looked above and found the five brothers being hung on the chandelier.
âWhy am I hung up here? I have carefully disposed of all the bills. Why?â
âLucifer, please let me down. I still need to watch that special episode of Ruri-chan.â
âI didnât cause any trouble or prank you. This is you being prejudice against me.â
âLucifer, being hung up will harm my skin.â
âSo hungry.â
You looked at the decoration for a little while before smiling.
âItâs very peculiar. But I like it.â You said as you went to your seat and sat down.
âAll of you,â Lucifer looked up and said, âReflect on your action last evening.â
âWait, what did we do?â
âFigure it out yourself.â
Why the others were complaining, the fourth born looked at you and frowned.
âOi oi, I think itâs about the dinner last night.â Satan whispered to the others as they began to discuss among themselves.
It seemed that you would be receiving many apologies that same day. And it was all thanks to the Avatar of Pride.
Even if itâs out of obligation, at least he cares for my well-being.
Authorâs words
I had this idea in my head some months ago before writing it. With the brothers donât give a damn about us in early season 1, thereâs high chance we will have to go hungry and have nothing to eat if we miss a meal or come to the dining room late.
Also, Lucifer having taken a liking of us since the start (evidence in Lesson 2-A normal) also inspires details in this fic.
#obey me#omswd#obey me lucifer#obey me x reader#obey me lucifer x reader#lucifer x reader#lucifer x mc#obey me shall we date#obey me one master to rule them all#obey me fanfic#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beelzebub#đ#đŚ
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So, it's not like I've posted ANYTHING regarding this, but add Oshi no Ko to the list of things I'm obsessed with. Surprise surprise, and now I have to ramble about SOMETHING in it. ANYTHING.
So I'm gonna ramble about something that came up with friends in discord.
Anybody ever think about how much more immensely tragic Gorou's death is when you think about how it must have seemed from Ai's perspective?
OnK speeds through this part of the story pretty quickly, shooting from 20 weeks to 40 weeks into Ai's pregnancy while only showing us a glimpse of what happens during this period, such as seeing Ai being accompanied by Gorou when she goes on a walk, with an inner monologue from Gorou about how he's promised to make sure her kids are delivered safely.
As such, we don't really have much insight into what their relationship or dynamic was like, but it's clear that at the very least, they got along well. Ultimately, the story isn't about this part of her life, and whatever happens here she ultimately moves past along with her kids. HOWEVER! We can reasonably assume that they had a friendly relationship, because...
Ai very specifically wanted him to be there. Ai Hoshino, a 16-year-old girl pregnant with twins, who has been failed by the majority of the adults in her life... goes "pout pout, it has to be you!" when he mentions that other doctors will be available if he isn't.
She implicitly asks him, the doctor who's sworn to make sure she has a healthy delivery and has been with her every step of the way since she got here, to be there. Remember, Ai is 16 here. She's all smiles, but as we know, she was just as much of a human being as everyone else. She is 16 and pregnant with TWINS. It's going to be the equivalent of pushing a watermelon through a bagel, TWICE. There's no way that she wasn't nervous underneath her perfectly-practiced smile.
The show makes a gag about Gorou going silent when asked what he would do if Ai asked him to date her, but let's be clear here, Gorou was by all means a very responsible and compassionate adult. He was obsessed with idols, specifically Ai, but he treats her with respect and remains professional about the whole thing, and we can be sure that he would've kept her secret. No matter what gags are made because of his idol obsession and the time he spent with Sarina, I think we can comfortably say that when push comes to shove, Gorou Amemiya tries to do the right thing at the end of the day.
Essentially, what I'm trying to say is... in this moment, Gorou was a trusted adult, someone who Ai felt comfortable around and therefore wanted to have there during this moment of immense stress.
...so imagine how it must have felt then, when she went into labor. OnK is pretty tasteful concerning what parts of that process is shown, giving us just a brief shot of her screaming her lungs out while surrounded by nurses... but think about it.
The person she implicitly wanted there at that moment to ensure she gives birth safely... left and never came back.
Just another person added to the pile of adults who abandoned her when she needed them, right? The fact that Ruby and Aqua were born safely must have been the only relief she had that night... but Gorou's body wasn't discovered at that time. By all means, he had just left the hospital and went missing without a word, and that's where the tragedy gets even worse.
Because the only reason Gorou wasn't there, was because he was dying. He chased after a person who was stalking Ai, someone who put her family in danger, and was killed. And what were his dying thoughts?
That he needs to get back. That he made a promise. That he has to make sure her kids are born safely.
Ultimately she moves past this. Her kids are born safely, and in the end it's not like adults failing her has been uncommon throughout her life. But god, it's hard not to think about how she must've felt in that moment, going through the agony and terror of literal childbirth, waiting and waiting for this one adult who promised to support her, for hours and hours... and he just never shows up.
Though I guess in one sense, he does show up... just not in a way anybody could've expected.
#hi im obsessed wish oshi no ko now can you tell?#i blame my friend on discord for filling my brain with their own ai hoshino brainrot#i already enjoyed oshi no ko but now im hyperfixated god help me#oshi no ko#ai hoshino#gorou amamiya#rambles#brainrot#listen you followed me you signed up for this
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literally play all day lmaooo
me and my friend set up a date for today so we go have jjambbong ramen near the place. we also have some crispy pork with sweet and sour sauce. the noodle get a 10 while the pork get a 9. it the smallest portion on the menu yet it enough for two. also everyone get one fried egg and I mix it with kimchi, sweet and spicy sauce, chilli and soy sauce 9/10
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next there was like a festival in range of the lunar new year and that our main destination, look at home crowded with shop and shoppers lmaoo
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the many many outfit i have tried on, plus the one shirt I thought was cute (the blue one).
white lace shirt: so close to buying it but I remember I already bought one I similar style literally this week
red bow shirt: they got some get-two shirts with half-the-price thing going on but it like so skin tight
yellow shirt: I love big ruffle collar so bad but this one one size smaller than mine :((
black dress: again with big ruffle collar that doesn't suit me but I want them anyway. my friend said it make me look like victorian maid
gingham dress: kinda giving cottagecore flowers on hair maiden
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what i bought...this is 2$...if you wanna yell at me...consider i am very beautiful and smart
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some random stuff i saw browsing through the market. lmaooo look at that shirt and that store. also the bracelet is cute but way out of budget. the necklace look cute too but I already got too many jewelry. and the perfume:DD love sugar baby and something like called sexy, and some tea scent. the tea scent istg is a dupe of matcha meditation like bergamot, tea, white chocolate. maybe im considering hmmmmmmmmm it cheaper than matcha meditation
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then me and friend went to mixue for some milktead (black sugar boba tea btw 7.5/10 wayyy too sweet) and got this little blindbag figure...it look like discounted chocolate candy. then we ordered like thai style spicy and sour chicken feet and cause the boba tea didn't allow outside food so we gotta go to the park near that and then there only one pair of chopsticks and then we drop it and gotta share using a stick. fun.
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at least when we dropped sauce all over our hand we decided to go to the mall near there and it the right decision cause I gotta satisfied my perfume crave by going around sniffling again, these stores I never got the chance before! look at my trophy
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hmmm first one i checked is diptyque , the candle smell amazing btw. for the perfume I like most of it cause it very natural subtle scent. check some stuff people rave about. didn't like l'eau papier that much, something about it was giving mineral to me. fleur de peau is good tho (alec scent btw). glad I didn't order philosykos out of hype cause I discover I dislike fig note so much lmaooo. love love eau duelle and do son. warm vanilla cake and very sophisticated white floral, which once again alec would use dont @ me
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next is jo malone. their spray test papers are so cute. peony & blush is still so pretty, and I'll add bluebell into my wishlist. not very long lasting tho
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tried delina exclusif and it definitely more rose than lyche compared to of delina. need to come back and smell other bottles tho. did smell meliora cause they said they dont have valaya in stock and it very much giving ice queen
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when i saw memo paris stall i cheer, i laugh, i giggle. most definitely i finally got a verdict for sintra memo, which I almost ordered a sample before. it suck ASS bigger than alec's btw. smell like rotten milk with rotten dried fruits. i clearly dodge a bullet. smell marfa and madurai and it sooooooo alecore mecore me so genius core. inle are pretty and siwa is my type (sweet vanilla)
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there some launching pop-up for a hair curling iron brand and like they were doing it for free and I thought why not. first pick freshly iron second pic was after 1-2 hours. i can say curly hair doesn't suit me lmaooooo
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dinner with noodle cause im outta money
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Buck exhales a breath of laughter. âNot what I meant. I meant⌠This was your first time in charge.â
âYeah,â Eddie nods. âThat was⌠Well, I was nervous.â
âYou did great,â Buck says. âBowman shit aside, and that was not anything you did, you were a rockstar, Eddie.â
âA rockstar?â Eddie repeats.Â
âTotally,â Buck nods. âCanât wait to⌠Watch you fight all sorts of disasters⌠Well, that sounds bad. I donât want disasters to happen.â
Eddie laughs. âI get what you mean.â
âIâm proud of you,â Buck says. âReally.â
Eddie feels sort of mushy, for the first time since this whole mess.
âThank you. And for what itâs worth? Having to work around Bowman and keep your cool through all of that? Iâm proud of you, too.â
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Buck has to answer questions for the investigation into Bowman. It starts about the flood. The call. He answers in Henâs defense. Eddieâs defense. Not that anyone is questioning either of them. Itâs clear that they arenât to blame.Â
âIt seems like what happened that day is clear, from everyoneâs account of the story,â the internal affairs person asks.Â
âIâd say so,â Buck agrees.Â
âThank you, Firefighter Buckley,â she nods. âJust one other question for you.â
âSure,â Buck says.Â
âWe looked into everyone weâre talking to,â she says. âAnd saw that you actually spent a bit of time working with Captain Bowman. Is that right?â
Buck tenses.Â
âUm, yeah,â he says. âYeah, in 2023. Not for very long. It was a temporary transfer, after my team and captain were injured in the I-10 collapse.â
The investigator hums in agreement, like this has confirmed what she already knew.Â
âCan you tell me what that experience was like for you?â She asks.Â
Buck swallows. He tries to think of the best, most professional way to respond.
âYou donât have to sugar coat it,â the investigator says. âYouâre not the one under investigation here. Captain Bowman is. And if thereâs something important to discover about his leadership skills, then we ought to know, right?â
Itâs literally been years. Almost four years. And still, he hates thinking about that time. About that man and how he made Buck feel.Â
So, fuck it.
He tells her everything.Â
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A week or so later, Eddie is working and Buck is off. Christopher is at school. Itâs just him and Brooke. Theyâve only been on their own for like an hour or so. Buck has finished up some housework, and is sitting on the living room floor with his daughter, playing one of those games where you match the correct plastic block to its respectively shaped hole. He thinks sheâs pretty good at it. Probably a good sign for all future academic pursuits.Â
âOh, nice work,â Buck praises and Brooke slots the triangle in its correct place.Â
âYes!â She claps her hands together.Â
Buck claps a little for her. âYouâre so smart, kiddo.â
As she reaches for a diamond shaped piece, the doorbell rings. She drops the block and looks up and around.Â
âSomeoneâs here,â he says. âWanna go see?â
She reaches for him enthusiastically. Buck lifts her as he stands, swinging her over to one arm as he heads for the door.Â
When he opens it, heâs surprised to see both Bobby and Hen standing on his front stoop.
âUh, hey guysâŚâ Buck says, confused. âDid we have plans?â
âYAY!â Brooke lets out a little shriek, straining towards Bobby. She would sell Buck up the river for Bobby, heâs come to learn recently. Thatâs just a reality he will have to accept about his dear child.Â
âHi, Brooke,â Bobby smiles, reaching for her. Buck lets him take her. âHi, baby girl.â
âWhatâs going on?â Buck asks. âOr did you come for her?â
âNo, we came for you,â Hen says. âYou have five minutes to get ready. We need to be at LAFD headquarters by ten.â
Buck blinks. âWhat?â
âWe tried calling you,â Bobby says.Â
âI was⌠I was hanging out with Brooke,â Buck says. âWhatâs happening? Is Eddie okay?â
âBowman was fired,â Hen says. âThey want to promote internally to replace him. Weâre making your case.â
âMy case?â Buck gapes.
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