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[on-wine-dark-seas]

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🔞 Rating: Explicit 💋Relationship[s]: Sukuna x Nadja ⚠️️ Be Advised: Sukuna's two cocks, his extra mouths, and mild cannibalistic ideation as a form of love, blood kink, vaginal fingering, thigh riding, double penetration, double creampie, explicit sex. Heian-era Sukuna. 🪧 Summary: The King of Curses and his Fugitive of Heaven enjoy an afternoon of one another's company.

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     She’s half-disrobed when she comes out of her closet, and he’s sitting on her bed. She saunters to him easily, and he draws her close with little effort, grasping one of her thighs, raising his brows at the luxurious feel of silk stockings under his fingertips. Curious, his hand makes a slow crawl up her leg, tracing the lace trim, the silk ribbon that binds it to her corset. She’s been playing the role of Lady Hikmat today.

     “You smell expensive, tsuma,” he says, but there’s a glint in his eye that tells her it is more desire than derisive. His hands crawl higher, seeking her warm umber skin, the naked folds of her cunt, already slick. “Like you lounge for a living and are attended by servants.” His palm splits open into a secondary mouth, taking the path of his hands, lingering on the tender flesh between her hip and thigh. The tongue slithers between the lips, tasting her skin.

     Nadja lets out a low laugh, husky and amused, her hands going to thread through his blush-hued hair, tender as a goddess giving benediction to a supplicant. But Sukuna is anything but supplicant. He is the devil to her angel, tempting her from her holy place in Heaven to dance with him in the hungry dark beneath the fetid earth.

     “Yes,” she agrees, her smirk sharp as he tests the ease with which he slips two fingers inside of her. His hand comes away wet, the inside of her thighs glistening. “You could smell expensive too if you bathed as often as I do. And I work plenty, as you well know, masoyi na.”

     He scoffs, idly sliding another hand behind her hip to grasp one curve of her ass, giving it a more than generous squeeze. Their gazes meet, their smiles bleeding onto their faces. How wondrous was it, that they had never imagined such intimacy between them until suddenly...they had. He touches her as easily and possessively as if he has always known this truth, and she yields with all the careless amusement of a goddess who knows herself pursued and willingly captivated.

     “I thought you liked me filthy, Daughter of Heaven,” he says slyly. He’s already pulling her into his lap, and she pours onto him until he can feel the thick, wet heat of her on his thigh. Her mouth is on his, her hands cupping his face.

     “I do,” she retorts in a purr as he lifts his thigh just so, parting her further. She grits her teeth on a hiss as her hips rock forward, applying pressure. There’s a slick, erotic sound as Sukuna follows her movements with his lower eyes, the slide growing more slippery. “Something about the taste of you after a fight is...thrilling to me. But I’d rather you not smell like we’ve been fucking in the stables.”

     Sukuna’s mouth is somewhere between her breasts.

     “We could fuck in the stables if you like,” he murmurs, freeing one pierced nipple to capture it in his teeth. Nadja makes a low sound in her throat as her head tips backward briefly. Then she gasps as he uses his lower hands to drag her hips forward. The friction is slick enough to be pleasurable, and she hisses again, folding her legs to allow him full access.

     “Maybe,” she breathes against his mouth, “or we can fuck right here.”

     Sukuna agrees with a low laugh, the sound reverberating through her. He agrees with enough enthusiasm to make her scream for a good while. She comes apart in his arms like a destroyed work of art, vulgar and earth-shattering, and he relishes the taste of her sweat, the hot wet velvet of her cunt around him, the tight ring of muscles around his lower cock, milking him until he spends.

     Slapslapslapsslap—

     Nadja’s voice is ragged and keening, her moans strangled and choked as Sukuna braces her arms behind her with one hand, and uses the others to bounce her helplessly on both his cocks.

     “Gnh fuck…Sukuna…” She whines before dissolving into a series of short, hiccuping gasps. Sukuna says nothing, focusing instead on taking his angel apart piece by divine piece. He drives her hips down, and she lets out a scream as she’s forced to take him down to the base, her cunt split wide enough that he can worry her exposed clit with the mouth on his belly, which opens wide, grinning and malicious.

     Nadja feels all of the thoughts she ever had wiped clear from the sensation. Sukuna growls into her skin, one hand snaking up the sweat-slick plane of her back, cradling her head only to curl his fingers to draw the inky braids into a tight grip.

     The sound that spirals into the air, Sukuna will never tire of: a whimpering wail that skirts the thinnest edge of agony and ecstasy. Tears spring into her dark eyes, glittering like starlight as they begin to fall. Sukuna uses the vice-like grip on her hair to pull her close and catch the teardrops on the tip of his tattooed tongue.

     He watches her dissolve on top of him, eyes fluttering, brow pinched in abject pleasure, her voice hoarse. The tongue on his lower mouth undulates against her clit one final time and Nadja’s sanity snaps with a scream and Sukuna’s shout of triumph as she climaxes.

     He takes her harder, and Nadja revels in being used by him, and used hard. She shudders when he comes, letting out a whimper when his teeth sink deep into her breast, breaking the skin, the coppery sweet vitae of her blood flooding his mouth. Everyday. Every night. He wants to devour her, savor her, taste her for the first time. Nadja shivers in his tightened embrace, her curves molded to the curve of all four of his arms, dwarfed by the sheer size of him. Her thighs quiver, and she lets out an involuntary mewl when Sukuna shifts beneath her, his thick cocks sliding against lust saturated walls.

     “Oh fuck…!” she whines, her arms coming around his head, fingers threading through his hair.

     For a long while they simply sit together and breathe. Synchronization through the slick slide of their skin, the pressure of their mutual caresses. Nadja shivers when four hands tighten their hold on her. Captured. An angel taken by the devil, blackening the brightness of her soul.

     She’ll have it no other way.

     Sukuna pulls his head back to look up at her, crimson eyes soft and rippling with pleasure. Crimson smears across his mouth like brutal war paint. He has devoured the muscle of her heart while she watched: her blood is proof of her love for him. He licks his lips. Nadja divines his desire and pours her mouth onto his, tasting her own blood on his mouth. Her tongue slips between his teeth, the tip tracing the unusual sharpness of his fangs. Sukuna makes a low hum of pleasure before he sucks her tongue indulgently, making her laugh. He grins up at her, all mischief.

     “Even balls deep inside me you’re always thinking with your stomach,” she admonishes. Sukuna tilts his head, his smirk turning tender. In retaliation, the tongue from his lower mouth slaps against her clit, making her leap and yelp. He chuckles when she swats his shoulder.

     “I’m craving that meat dish you made me from your last journey,” he admits. “Something about having you just like this makes me crave it.”

     Nadja rocks her hips, and they both grimace and groan at the sensation. He’s softening inside of her but he’s still…so big.

     “You want suya?” She asks. Sukuna’s lips shape the word experimentally, memorizing it. Nadja can feel the labyrinthine turning of his mind. For not being immortal, he’s unerringly good at retaining vast archives of information.

     “Yes, I will have Uraume make it,” he says. “And I want your mouth around one of my cocks after that.”

     Nadja laughs again, full throated. “You are so strange,” she says, stroking his cheek. The eyes on the bony plate of his face peer at her.

     “No stranger than you, angel,” he mutters. He gives her ass a generous swat, grinning when she yelps. “Come, let’s eat, and then you can tell me of this..Soon-jata of Songhai.”

     Nadja bites her lip on a laugh. His accent makes the name sound different.

     “Sundiata,” she corrects gently. “Food, then a bath, and I will tell you the story.”

     Sukuna loves stories.

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Syrix Attract Screen (Crop), DM 2020

256 x 256 / Amiga OCS Dual Playfield Mode

Software used: Deluxe Paint III

[apronvinel]

FINALLY I ANIMATED THAT BACKGROUND YEAYOOOOO

[junebug-dot-com]

I SAID THERE WOULD BE MORE OBJECTS !!!

this is ID Card, the assistant to our mysterious Game Master, and the man himself as well… who’s to say what he looks like?

[fflaminlo]

finally drew my twijack kids from trades with intestinejubilee and @purpleautismhorse !!!

[litaviee]

hey space boy! 🪐

[scourgefrontiers]

a BUNCH of ocs from various stories :] basically the main characters/faces of each story!!

in order:

hero (one way dream), epsilon (alien love), rayza (step)

proton (villain + school), parallax (legend), jack (pretty accident)

roseflare (blessed), terra (glowfade), patoto (mirrors)

[pens-in-a-jam-jar]

Vivisecting the Magical Girl Transformation

I made this character back in Mahou March of like 2020 and only for this video managed to land on a transformed design for her.

(my ask box is 100% open if you wanna investigate into her deal or flail around about magical girls some more)

[salami-dono]

That poll I put up some time ago was to pick the name of my OC's band. This is a drawing of the group about to react to the results of the poll. This is Parallax.

From left to right, there's Fritz the Zorro, Ramón the Rockstar (Yes, that is how he introduces himself), Ike the Giant Panda, and Giz the Tri-Horned Chameleon. I believe 'Tri-Horned' comes from the Yu-Gi-Oh! card, Tri-Horned Dragon. But, in real life, I guess he would be Jackson's chameleon.

Fritz came up with the name Parallax. He insisted that "Hautbois" was a stupid name. He gets super excited and brags about his victory over his older brother, Ramón. He would've lost his faith in the people if he hadn't won. Ramón really wanted HAUT•BOIS to win. That came from his genius mind. He isn't offended at all by his brother's gloating.

Ike didn't care which way the results went. His suggestion of "Ike and the Termites" wasn't added to the poll. Giz was on team HAUT•BOIS, but he's happy with the new name.

Ramón plays drums, guitar, and he sings. Ike is the keyboardist. Giz sings and plays guitar. They sometimes have guests perform in the band, like the elusive Neon the Hedgehog. Guests help enrich the band's sound.

Neon had this to say about her experience: "I can do anything!" ♠

[tabieeee]

the hanged man means change of perspective, pause, sacrifices or stalling change the high priestess means wisdom, intuition, mystery and secrets and uncovering them strength means strength through compassion, courage and control of oneself

..and a whole shit ton of other meanings but these felt fitting ;p

[on-wine-dark-seas]

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Hello, fandom! I'm Muse, the OC x Canon CEO! This is a sub-blog so I can't follow you back from here, but you can follow me on my main blog @onwinedarkseas.

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Below is a list of all my current and upcoming fanfiction projects. Since I’m currently only active in the Jujutsu Kaisen fandom, those are the works that’ll be listed! Once other fandoms get active, this list will be sorted and updated accordingly.

Fic Status Key

[♡] - AO3 version.

[⭑] - Tumblr version.

[🪦🕊️] - Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

[🔏] - Commissioned Fic

[🔜] - Coming Soon

[∞] - In Progress

[☥] - Rewriting

[☯] - Complete

[📿] - Parallax

[🔮] - Sonder

Relationship Key

⛩️⚔️ - Sukuna x Nadja

⛓️⚔️ - Toji x Nadja

🧿👹 - Gojo x Sundari

⛩️🐦‍⬛ - Sukuna x Roxanne

⛩️🍯 - Sukuna x The Writer

🧿🧜🏾‍♀️ - Gojo x Asabé

⛓️👩🏿‍🦱 - Toji x blackfem!Reader

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noun [📿] par·​al·​lax ˈper-ə-ˌlaks ˈpa-rə- 1. the apparent displacement or the difference in apparent direction of an object as seen from two different points not on a straight line with the object. especially: the angular difference in direction of a celestial body as measured from two points on the earth's orbit.

Nadja Hikmat, an immortal warrior tasked by Heaven itself to hunt Ryōmen Sukuna, falls in love with the sorcerer instead. From that fateful meeting, a ripple of unforeseen changes echos across the sea of time.

Beast of No Nation [♡] [⭑] – One night, the King of Curses took an over-curious fugitive of heaven to task. Over the course that night, and the many that followed, she found herself continuously drawn to the jujutsu world. [☯] [📿] ⛩️⚔️ || 🧿👹

More [♡] [⭑] – The King of Curses and his Fugitive of Heaven enjoy an afternoon of one another's company. [☯] [📿] ⛩️⚔️

Kaddara [♡] [⭑] - During Nadja's time in Hida, she comes to the realization that she will never draw her sword. [🔜] ⛩️⚔️

If [♡] [⭑] – One night, Satoru meets a woman with strange tattoos who sears a place on his mind and memory. Who is she? [☯] [📿] 🧿👹

Crystalline [♡] [⭑]– The night Itadori Yuji takes in Sukuna’s Finger, Satoru sees Sukuna’s cursed energy erupt in Roppongi and finds a familiar face at its epicenter. [A commissioned fic written by the lovely @septembersums. Thank you for contributing to my JJK 'verse!] [🔏] [☯] [📿] 🧿👹

We Might Even Be Fallin' In Love [♡] [⭑] – The miracle of existence bridges the infinity between them. [☯] [📿] 🧿👹

Daughter of Disgrace [♡] [⭑] ��� In the aftermath of Satoru Gojo’s sealing, Sundari must choose rebellion in order to free him. Lucky for them both, rebellion has always been her preferred modus operandi. [☯] [📿] ⛩️⚔️ || 🧿👹

What No Shackles Can Keep [♡] [⭑] - Sukuna does what he wills, and plunges deep into Hell to free the one soul who had ever kindled to his own. [🔜] ⛩️⚔️

07DEC2019 04:00 AM JST [♡] [⭑] – Gojo Satoru comes home and wants to be in the arms of his goddess and sleep. [☯] [📿] 🧿👹

noun [🔮] 1. the feeling one has on realizing that every other individual one sees has a life as full and real as one’s own, in which they are the central character and others, including oneself, have secondary or insignificant roles: In a state of sonder, each of us is at once a hero, a supporting cast member, and an extra in overlapping stories.

A collection of fics in my sprawling JJK multiverse featuring various protagonists, including the Reader and the Writer!

The Unforgiving Roads That Lead to You [♡] [⭑] – Roxanne Abaza, the only foreign-born special grade sorcerer in existence, is called to assist with the wrangling and exorcism of Ryōmen Sukuna. What ensues is more than she bargained for. [∞] 🐦‍⬛⛩️

Halfsleeper [♡] [⭑] – A young widowed sorceress seeks protection under the aegis of the Honored One, but he has a better idea for keeping her out of the clutches of her dangerous clan. [∞] 🧿🧜🏾‍♀️

The Invitation [♡] [⭑] - 1050 AD, Heian Era. One full moon, Sukuna meets a dancing storyteller at the Hida Harvest Festival. But after a tragically violent evening robs her of everything, she winds up in a strange alliance with the King of Curses as his guest. [∞] [🪦🕊️] 🍯⛩️

Before It's Gone [♡] [⭑] – Toji’s been darkening your doorway for a while and is only now realizing what you already knew. [☯] [🔮] ⛓️👩🏿‍🦱

These are playlists for the fics and characters within my JJK ‘verse. It cannot be overstated how much music plays an integral role in my creative process, and it makes me happy to share it with you all to expand the picture I paint with my stories. I no longer use Spotify. Keep in mind that due to licensing issues [yuck], my personal music library tracks can’t be played on some services so there might be more or less songs, different versions of songs, etc. Still bangers, tho. Enjoy.

🎧 [ fugitive of heaven ] – Nadja Hikmat's playlist. Like her immortal life, this playlist has been curated across decades, evoking imagery of a wild, twisting sojourn through many eras.

🎧 [ godslayer principle ] – Sundari Hikmat's playlist. Expect atmospheric haunting, psytrance, hard techno, some house, R&B, trap, and strange chanting.

🎧 [ ritual + bone ] – Roxanne Abaza’s playlist. Witchy, just like our girl likes it.

🎧 [ the invitation ] - Playlist and character event soundtrack for my selfship fic, The Invitation.

Please fill out this form to be added to the taglist for specific fics. Bear in mind I am an old fandom auntie so I may be a little slow on the uptake on how to do this.

© 2024-2025 Hajara Asiri. Do NOT copy, translate, plagiarize, repost anywhere without permission [reblogging posts is okay]. This includes feeding any of my writing to an AI as well as copying my masterlist format or stealing my graphics. I only upload on Tumblr and AO3. Headers and dividers by me.

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[amirisqueer]

It's been a year since Paw Borough was funded on Kickstarter! Yippee!

(I really should have drawn this for the Kickstarter launch anniversary last month but oh well)