#something about being the king of curses' favorite omg

[obsesssedblerd]

i love the way you write sukuna oh my god. "petal" makes my knees weak. like yes he's evil but imagine being his favorite and he spoils you ugh 😫

yupppp 🤭 also babes, i think i have like 5 drabbles in my drafts about being sukuna's favorite lmao. i think about it way too much to be sane.

[sttoru]

Omg could we see reader getting jealous of Sukuna having sec with his other concubines? And maybe liek the other concubine rubs it in readers face?

 𝝑𝑒 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. true form!sukuna x concubine!female reader. angst (no comfort), suggestive \\ smut aspects. size difference. one tiny mention of reader being a crybaby. reader gets called ‘little one, brat’ \\ kuna’s an asshole! not proofread, excuse the grammar. no part 2. wc: 3.3k

you’ve been away from the estate for three days; three days too long for the king of curses. so much had happened while you were away to take some well deserved rest—a small vacation that sukuna had granted you because you needed it.

perhaps that was his first mistake. giving you permission to leave his side ended up being a bad decision. he hates that faint feeling in his chest, the feeling of missing something.

missing someone.

it couldn’t be. sukuna doesn’t have any weaknesses, and yet he can feel his body reacting to that unfamiliar emotion again. all because of you— that one human who always succeeds to occupy his mind.

he couldn’t let himself succumb to it—he’s not going to. sukuna is not going to let a mere human like you deter him from his superior identity that he’s had for decennia. he’s not going to let you have that power over him and his body.

and thus, when you return to the estate, you find yourself being laughed at. you were unpacking your luggage when two concubines stand at your doorway, hiding their evil smiles behind their handheld fans.

they don’t waste a single second and immediately rush to ruin your carefree mood.

“you know, you shouldn’t have returned at all,” the brunette giggles, her laugh sounding like nails scraping against a chalkboard. she looks to the other woman next to her before glancing back at you, “i mean—heh—lord sukuna definitely didn’t seem to mind your absence.”

you figure it’s just another way to get you riled up, so you do your best to ignore them. you put your packed kimonos in your wardrobe as your back faces the two.

yumi, the second concubine, nods along. she knows what she’s about to reveal will get on your nerves. and deserved, if you ask her. they had successfully caught the attention of their king while you were away. for the first time in a good while since your arrival in the estate.

the fact that they managed to spend quality time with sukuna again, is a wonderful first step to your downfall. one that will surely crumble your confidence as his so-called ‘favorite’.

“mhm,�� yumi grins as she recalls the memories of her time with sukuna. time spent together that you were unaware of, “lord sukuna definitely didn’t seem to mind your absence when he had me in his bed last night.”

you freeze.

your brows furrow and the corners of your lips twitch. you don’t know if you should believe them—they could’ve lied about it for all you know. although, the voice in the back of your head had already rang the alarms.

guessing by the way they were dying to talk to you the second you came back - which never happens - you realise that they��re probably telling the truth. they’re only telling the truth to agitate you. it’s so painfully obvious, and yet so. . . hurtful.

“what?”

you don’t recall when you’ve choked up. you feel a lump in your throat. it shouldn’t even be there. you promised yourself to not get attached to a monster like sukuna.

so what if he went to bed with his other concubines?

but of course he’ll get pleasure from his other women when you aren’t around. he doesn’t feel any love, he sees it as worthless, so why did you expect him to not indulge himself? he still has his other concubines around for a reason.

you really shouldn’t be surprised by this revelation.

“what do you mean ‘what?’ - you heard me,” yumi shrugs, that cocky smirk still on her face. she’s clearly enjoying your reaction to everything she’s revealing. all the two concubines wanted to get out of this encounter with you, is to break that delusion of yours.

the delusional thought that you’re special to the king of curses—the delusion that sukuna considers you as something more than a toy to emotionally manipulate and play with until he’s tired of you.

“my lord spent all night with me in his chambers until the sun rose,” yumi continues without an ounce of shame. she bites her lip as she remembers the way sukuna had her body positioned on his large bed. for her, it was a dream come true.

though for you, it’s a living nightmare. even if you try to deny the fact that it physically and mentally hurts. there’s a painful twist at your heart—reminding you of the truth.

the truth being that you had truly thought that sukuna wasn’t really a monster of a man. you thought he was a different, more softer person around you.

you should’ve listened to the servants when they told you to not get tricked by sukuna’s special treatment, that he could easily manipulate you and make you do and act as he pleases.

“do you want me to explain it in detail?” yumi crosses her arms over her chest as she looks down at you with a menacing glare. both of the concubines are loving that face you’re making. that face of defeat that you’re attempting to hide from them, “how he held me and pleasured me until i—”

“enough,” you cut them off with your hands clenched into fists. you don’t want to hear another word. you’re already feeling awful; already, not even an hour into your return. you can never catch a break.

you have an urge to throw things around. you already feel stupid, and if you decide to throw a fit, you bet that you’d feel even dumber. you truly do not know why you’re getting this worked up about it.

maybe it’s because of the special treatment. the delusional thoughts you have about your relationship with sukuna. you really thought that you two had something special. an unofficial romantic relationship, perhaps, or something that resembles it.

a secret, unspoken deal where you’re promised his loyalty in exchange for your body and soul.

although, those dreams have been shattered this very instance. you’re once again reminded of the animalistic nature of the being called ryomen sukuna.

he told you clearly that he’d never tie himself to someone, a human no less. devotion to one person? why would he.

“out of the way.”

you push the brunette and her sidekick the other way. you’re going to confront the man yourself. or at least, you’ll try to. you can hear their sick laughs and chuckles fade into the background as you stomp your way towards sukuna’s chambers.

the other concubines seem to have gotten the gist. some peek their heads out of their rooms, grinning at you in victory. seeing your confidence slowly crumble and the realisation kick in - the realisation that your dear lord’s special treatment means absolutely nothing - is a sight for sore eyes to them.

you enter sukuna’s room and close the heavy doors behind you. you swallow the lump down your throat and try your best to look presentable.

no tears, you promise yourself. you’re not going to waste them on something like this.

“oh, it’s you, little one,” the familiar voice calls out. sukuna’s low and husky voice rings from his bed. he’s laid back against the many silky pillows, blowing smoke from his kiseru. he lays there like he doesn’t care about your reappearance at all.

he eyes you up and down, “how was your vacation, hm?”

sukuna asks like it’s the most normal thing to do. it seems like he’s trying to catch up with you, to ask you how you’ve been enjoying your time alone, though it also seems like he couldn’t care less at the same time.

“just absolutely fine, my lord,” you reply with gritted teeth and an obvious hint of sarcasm. there’s also a bitterness to your tone that doesn’t go unnoticed by the pink-haired man. he frowns—this cold greeting is not what he expected nor what he wanted to hear from your mouth. he expected you to at least smile at him like you usually do, but you didn’t.

on top of that, you seemed to be annoyed with him. that unexpected attitude of yours made something inside of him snap. it irritated him somehow; the fact that you’re so comfortable talking to him like that . . . it reminded him of the recent inner conflict he had which you were the cause of.

one of his hands tightens into a fist at his side. his jaw clenches and his eyes narrow into slits. you’re physically in front of him, which means that he’s also about to experience those complicated feelings again. the same ones he tried fleeing from by letting you go on a break, and by physically taking his mind off you.

he did the latter by taking his frustrations out on his other women. the stress that came with the thought of him possibly liking a human, relieved by pure animalistic sex.

that’s exactly what you’re upset about.

there’s an urge inside of sukuna to act normal. to ignore those difficult emotions and just treat you like he usually does. yet, another part of him is trying to protect his sense of superiority by trying to push you away.

there’s a war going on in his mind as he tries to calm himself down. you’ve always had this effect on him and it’s becoming unbearable. he has to show you, no - remind you, that you’re nothing to him. you mean nothing—nothing at all.

he’s the king of curses, you’re but a human. he’ll need to remind himself of that obvious statement as well. he’s got all the power in this situation. not you.

you cannot rule over him or his mind.

“you dare come back with an attitude? tch,” sukuna scoffs, nearly breaking the kiseru with his fingers as they squeeze around the solid material. he’s turning off whatever emotion present in his body. that doesn’t belong there anyway. he won’t care if you cry—he won’t care at all.

you notice the sudden change in sukuna’s tone as well. you’re sure you’re the reason for it. perhaps you crossed a boundary with how sassily you replied to him when he was simply asking you how your vacation went.

“my apologies,” you murmur with a sigh. you try to avoid getting on sukuna’s nerves any further, yet when you remember the words from the concubine, how she implied that sukuna had given her the best night of her life when you were away, you get mad again.

your eyes have a fiery look in them. you don’t want to get worked up. you don’t have the right to. you were warned from the very beginning to not get attached to an asshole like ryomen sukuna.

you’re to blame for feeling like this. it could’ve been prevented if you just weren’t so weak. if you just stayed away from him.

“did you have fun while i was away, my lord?” you continue, your voice shaking a little. you need the confirmation. you’re sure sukuna knows what you’re referring to by now, especially because of the way you’re acting out of character.

the king of curses raises a brow at your question. you sound even angrier, even more pissed off. he tilts his head after taking a deep inhale of the tobacco from his kiseru. he tries to figure out what you’re hinting at, “what are you—”

and that’s when everything fell into place. the dots connect.

sukuna’s jaw clenches. he realises that you’ve found out about him receiving services from his other concubines while you were away. there could be no other explanation behind your sudden attitude. besides, he knows how his other concubines could be. they must have told you the moment you came back.

normally, he’d say that it’s none of your business. what he does is up to him—he does not care about the consequences of his actions. though, seeing the slight hurt in your eyes, mixed with sadness and disappointment stirred something inside of him. he brushes that feeling away and stares at you intently, awaiting another comment. perhaps you’d cuss him out or bawl your eyes out in front of him.

either way, he promises himself that he won’t care.

sukuna is the king of curses. feeling bad for a human like you would only further tarnish his image, that image of superiority and power he has.

he’s a man of many needs. you should’ve kept that in mind when you left him. he wanted to keep you with him—to hold you down and refuse to let you leave—but that would be another sign of weakness. one sukuna could not manage to show.

when you departed, he was irritated by the fact that he had no one to turn to with his needs. from simple needs like wanting your company to sexual needs like craving your body.

keeping you by his side or letting you go; both decisions seem to clash. either way, there’s one thing he’s sure of, as much as he doesn’t want to admit it: he missed you.

sukuna can’t believe that he can feel an emotion like that. he can’t accept that fact. that’s why his irrational mind took over—his dark urges that strived to prove himself to still be the same old ryomen sukuna. the monster that did not need a single soul. the ruthless man that did not depend on anyone else, especially not a human. a woman like you.

he thought he’d forget all about you if he’s surrounded himself with other women. but, he was quick to be proven wrong, and that only caused to enrage him more and more.

every time sukuna fucked a concubine, his thoughts still manage to drift away to you. to how he wished that it was you he was holding.

nothing hit the same with the other women and that frustrated him. he’d keep them around in his room after he fucked their brains out, something he never allowed a woman to do except for you, yet kicked them out again after a few minutes.

it doesn’t hit the same.

you’re just different. your presence is soothing and calming to the chaotic soul of the pink-haired man. no one else could compare. that realisation made him feel inferior; a feeling he loathes.

sukuna’s red eyes glow. he hates seeing you look so defeated, but he cannot give in. if he tells you the truth, he’ll admit his weakness. he’ll admit that a human like you has completely taken over his brain. that’s no good.

if he doesn’t tell you the truth, he’ll save face. he’ll feel like himself again. his old self—the cold ruthless monster that he was before he met you. one without a soft spot for a human.

it’s an active dilemma that’s running through his mind as he slowly blows out another cloud of smoke. you cannot guess what’s going on behind those intimidating eyes staring you down.

sukuna tilts his head back and scratches his neck, smacking his lips as he makes his decision.

“yeah, i did. i had lots of fun.”

the words sting. they hurt you and make your heart ache in a way that makes you physically weak. you should’ve expected that answer. your shoulders tense up and your fingers curl around the material of your kimono—feeling a sense of anger and betrayal.

you can see a ghost of a smirk on sukuna’s lips, which only reminds you of his nature. his nature as an independent, aloof and cold man who likes to play with his prey. a natural disaster that knows no emotion, that shows no mercy to anyone.

you’re naive for thinking that you could be the exception. all of those times with sukuna were confirmed to be but a lie in that moment. as your gazes meet, you can now easily interpret what that look in those red eyes meant.

‘know your place,’

that’s what it means. you’re foolish, dumb. you take a deep breath to compose yourself after you’ve been made out to be a total fool. you should’ve listened to those warnings, you should’ve known that you were getting played.

this is exactly what sukuna desired to achieve. to build up your trust, to make you comfortable enough with him, to think you’re special and that he won’t need any other woman other than you — just to shatter your pathetic delusions when the time comes.

“tsk tsk. no need to look at me like that,” sukuna scoffs, a mocking laugh leaving his lips. he can hear a small voice in the back of his head telling him to shut up and let you go, to not make it worse, but who is he to listen to that irrelevant thought? he can decide for himself.

“y’ weren’t around, so the other concubines simply did their job by serving me,” he stares the other way, seemingly not interested by your presence anymore. his face is as expressionless as ever, “what do y’ think i keep them ‘round for, brat? for decoration purposes? hah, nah.”

another loud mocking laugh makes you nearly burst out in tears. you don’t know if it’s in anger or sadness. you take a deep, shaky breath for the last time. you unclench your fists and nod, accepting the reality check you’d just gotten.

it’s a slap to the face, but it helped you get out of your delusions. the delusions that sukuna is a man capable of loving someone, even if it is just for a tiny bit. this visit confirmed that there’s not an ounce of love or appreciation in that man’s body.

“i’m glad you had fun, my lord,” you answer after a bit of silence. you bow at sukuna in an attempt to stay polite while struggling with that inner turmoil. you don’t even glance up at him anymore. you need another break already.

sukuna isn’t dumb. you may think that you’re good at hiding your emotions, but you’re not. at least not around the king of curses. he’s spent enough time around you to realise that you’re going through a lot right now.

he’s the reason for it, yet he cannot bring himself to feel an ounce of empathy. he just looks at you with a blank stare, thinking that this is for the best.

“good night then,” you add and turn around to walk out of sukuna’s room. your steps are slow as you secretly hope to be called back, like sukuna would do every time you’d leave his room after an intimate night. you just want him to tell you that this was a test of some sort—a cruel joke.

you want to feel like his favorite again. you don’t want to be thrown away like this. you don’t want to be on the same level as all the other concubines. you want to stand out to him.

unfortunately, you don’t hear sukuna’s voice anymore. he lets you walk away without a care in the world. the heavy doors of his chambers close behind you and you feel your knees buckle. “fuck,” you cuss to yourself and clench your chest.

you lean back against the closed doors and try to regain your composure. crying can be done when you’re in your room—not in the hallway where anyone could catch you. you don’t want to give the other concubines more reason to bully you.

you drag your feet across the wooden flooring. all those times with sukuna, all those slight glimpses of his soft side that only you’re allowed to see— all of that is thrown into the trash.

you really shouldn’t have gotten so attached to him on an emotional level.

meanwhile, sukuna is silently sitting on his bed, thinking back to what just happened. he usually never doubts his decisions, but this is an exception. why couldn’t he just tell you the truth?

his mouth had moved before he could let his mind process all that he was feeling. a small part of him regrets it, though strangely, he couldn’t feel any real sympathy for your situation.

sukuna drapes an arm over his eyes, clicking his tongue at himself. he just wants to let the situation go, though his brain isn’t letting him to. the image of you standing at the edge of his bed, clearly hurt by his actions, flashes through his mind again.

he sighs. he’s sure that he’s going to forget about you soon enough. he needed an excuse to get rid of you for the sake of regaining control over his own being and he took the chance. he should be glad that he did—it meant that he’d be his usual self—with no weaknesses to look out for.

sukuna blows out another cloud of smoke through his mouth. as much as he’s proud of himself for not giving in to you, he can’t help but let his thoughts wander again. you’re probably crying in your room. he knows you’re sensitive. you would always cry about the smallest of things and he’d hold you (feigning reluctance) until you’ve calmed down.

he can’t do that now.

well, he can, but he won’t. sukuna has made his decision today: it’s power and status over you. that’s what it’s always been. you were but a toy he used to get a stronger grip on himself.

perhaps he simply is what people make him out to be; a monster. nothing more, nothing less.

[redtsundere-writes]

Part 24: Beyond

King!SukunaRyomen x Servant!FemReader

Summary: You used to be just another servant among the army of humans operating under the command of the terrible king, Sukuna Ryomen. An ordinary human who only knows how to wash, clean and cook. Until one day, he notices something in you that you hadn't seen before.

Tags: MDNI. +18. Murder. Blood. Cannibalism. Sukuna Ryomen Is The Warning Itself. Nudity. Sexual Display. Vaginal. Fingering. Sometimes fluff, sometimes angst. Beta read.

Word Count: 5354 words.

A/N: So early omg...

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“How do you win a man over?”

The journeys through the Impossible Belt left scars on your mind. The hardest days you could remember. Crossing those colossal mountains required at least three strenuous days, or two if luck was on your side, though it rarely was. Yorozu, your mother and you moved forward in a silence laden with exhaustion and expectation, driven only by the promise of the elegant balls in Gojo kingdom. The bare trees, the biting wind and the frozen ground whispered warnings, threatening you to go back home. Even so, you continued onward. The dense mist enveloped the landscape, a cloak not only hiding the path, but also the curses that lurked, invisible and dangerously close.

The cold was the commoners’ worst enemy. When skin freezes, the threat becomes tangible: disease, suffering, and for the less fortunate, death itself. The best way to keep warm was to wrap yourself in three or four blankets, those blankets always ended up in the hands of your mother, who claimed them with the authority of someone in charge. So you and Yorozu had no choice but to sleep embraced, sharing the comfort of a single blanket that barely managed to contain the cold of the night.

“Why do you ask?” Yorozu whispered to not wake her mother, releasing a small trail of steam.

“If I don't get married soon, Mom will be furious,” you explained in the same tone, shivering in her arms from the cold. “How do you make all the men crazy about you?”

Yorozu was stupidly beautiful, but there must have been something beyond her appearance that caught the attention of men like moths to a flame. Whether in the humble commune or in the elegant halls of the Gojo kingdom, she had a magnetism that aroused unspeakable desires, even among those who knew her sharp tongue well. Her beauty could dazzle, but her personality repelled, still and all, men continued to fall under her spell, as if the contradiction itself was part of her appeal.

“Men are simple creatures. You just have to look pretty, give them a flirtatious smile and make them believe that they are the most interesting man in the world,” Yorozu commented with a certain arrogance.

Yorozu was fascinated by men, but not in the conventional way. To her, they were simple toys. She was like a cat being entertained by a field mouse, catching it by the tail every time it tried to escape, just to prolong the fun. If that was the trick to bewitching them, you had no hope. You let out a resigned sigh, accepting your defeat with a mixture of frustration and envy. Yorozu instantly caught the disappointment on your face and, as expected, smiled with a glint of mischief in her eyes.

"But since you are my favorite sister, I will tell you my secret technique." Yorozu took pity on you.

"Really? "

"You just have to promise not to tell anyone." She warned you.

"I promise".

"Listen carefully, I call this technique: ‘Pull and push.’ It is foolproof".

Yorozu’s technique was as simple as it was effective, a dance in two perfectly calculated and consecutive movements. First, she gave them exactly what they craved, letting them taste a hint of what they could have. Then, with impeccable coldness, she ignored them, leaving them in the abyss of unfulfilled desire. She never failed: they always came back, begging for more. That was how Yorozu pulled the strings of obsession.

"Isn't that manipulation?" You asked worriedly.

"Call it what you want, but it always works".

"But what happens when they get bored of chasing?".

"Oh, sis. It's obvious you don't know anything about men". Yorozu mocked, ending up in a coughing fit due to the cold darkness. "Men are hunters by nature. They don't rest until they get what they want".

"And if what they want it's not me?" You asked worriedly.

You looked down, caught in the whirlwind of thoughts that whispered cruel truths. Maybe you weren't desirable enough for someone to chase or fight for you. Insecurity weighted on your shoulders. But before you could completely sink, Yorozu took your jaw firmly and lifted your face, forcing you to look her straight in the eyes. A simple gesture of command, characteristic of her.

"Then that man is not worth it." Yorozu promised you.

The love letter had driven Sukuna mad like few things could. If he was already a ruthless tyrant, this time he had taken his cruelty to a new level. Unleashing his fury, he began a relentless search throughout the castle to discover who the author of the letter was. Kenjaku began, demanding names, possible suspects who might have harbored feelings for him. But he failed to offer any answers that satisfied him. Frustrated, Sukuna turned his wrath on Mahito, relentlessly beating him until he was reduced to a mass of tears and pleadings. The commander swore he knew nothing about the mysterious letter. Finally, he grabbed Mrs. Inoue and threatened to kill her on the spot if she did not reveal a name. But neither shouting nor threats had any effect. The letter remained an enigma, and his frustration, an unstoppable fire.

A month passed by since the coronation, and now there were only two days left until the long-awaited ball. It was time to leave for the Zen'in lands. The sun rose high, its dim light filtering through the clouds of smoke that dyed the sky an eerie gray. As you passed through the castle gates, you were met by a bustling scene. Hundreds of curses hurried about, carrying suitcases, sharpening cursed weapons and securing cargo carts for the long journey. The bustle was chaotic, but efficient, each one fulfilling their role with precision. Among them, Mrs. Inoue stood out with her usual calm behind you, carrying your suitcase towards the majestic royal carriage. The only thing you carried was your bow and arrows.

“I hope you have a great time.” Mrs. Inoue wished you a good trip as she handed the suitcase to the porter.

“I hope so too. I can’t wait to see the dress King Sukuna has prepared for me.” You smiled as you imagined a beautiful white dress with pretty headdresses like the ones you used to wear at the balls in the Gojo Kingdom.

“You better tell me everything when you get back. Especially how handsome Commander Zen’in looked,” Mrs. Inoue asked, fantasizing about the handsome boy in a military suit. You crossed your arms and snorted as you remembered his disgusting existence. “He may be a misogynist, but that doesn’t make him any less handsome,” your friend defended herself.

The bustle in the courtyard intensified the instant the king made his appearance. The curses, already working in a hurry, redoubled their efforts, making sure everything was in perfect order for the journey. Kenjaku and Mahito moved between them, checking that no one had failed in their task.

You and Mrs. Inoue bowed as you saw the king approaching. Sukuna, with that bearing that combined arrogance and elegance, took your hand with a surprising delicacy for someone like him. Like every morning since he had proposed to you, he kissed the large ring that adorned your finger. Lady Inoue, always discreet, wished you a good journey with a respectful bow before returning inside the castle, letting the game pass without interruptions.

“I thought you agreed that the ball would not be a trap,” you said to the king, watching all the curses work.

“Just because the odds are low doesn’t mean they’re zero. It’s better to be prepared,” Sukuna explained.

You got into the royal carriage with the help of your fiancé. Once you were both seated in your respective seats, the porter closed the door. You heard Mahito’s shrill voice shouting out the instructions about the departure to the Zen’in kingdom. You twirled your engagement ring on your finger as you waited in complete silence for the journey to begin.

It had been over a month since you began to execute your plan, and so far, everything had gone better than you expected. You had managed to make King Sukuna obsessed with you, and, to your surprise, it had been much simpler than you imagined. You couldn’t help but smile at the thought that Yorozu’s toxic technique had borne fruit: a simple romantic gesture was enough for the king to break his own scheme and take the next step. From there, the rest unfolded with an almost insulting ease.

A cute smile in the hallways, a fleeting touch under the table, or a bold glance that you quickly concealed with an innocent façade. Every calculated move entangled him further in your web. Sukuna, the feared tyrant, now danced to the tune of your strings. And, the best of all, he hadn't even noticed. He thought he was the puppeteer, but you were the one in complete control, and with each passing day, the game had been more interesting.

"We need to talk."

Sukuna broke the silence as soon as the carriage began to move. At last, the journey was about to begin. You placed the ring back on your finger correctly before turning to him.

"Yes, my king?"

"Kenjaku and I have been talking about this ball and decided to leave you with an important task." Sukuna explained. “You can have fun at the ball, but you will have to look into as much as you can about the Zen'in kingdom.”

You didn't need him to remind you. From the moment you asked him to go to the ball, you knew exactly what that opportunity meant. For Sukuna, it was nothing more than an excuse to spy on the enemy up close, and you would be his key piece on the board. You had anticipated this, and although he didn't tell you directly, you understood that your role went beyond looking elegant at the party. It made sense. Being of the same race as the sorcerers, your presence among them would raise less suspicion. It would be easier for you to get closer, gain trust, and hear what they would never reveal to curses. 

“Do you want me to do a feint?” You asked.

Feint. Simulation. Deception. A tactic that is common in chess, whereby a player suggests a certain intention to the opponent, in order to provoke a predictable and mistaken reaction in him, which can be exploited. If you were understanding, Sukuna was going to pretend to spy when the real spy would be you. 

“Exactly. Infiltrate among them and find out as much as you can.”

You leaned back in the padded seat of the carriage, letting the soft fabric cushion the accumulated load. Through the window, you watched the imposing rocky city unfold before your eyes, its buildings standing like scars carved into the base of the gigantic volcano that dominated the horizon. In the streets, civilians stopped to watch the parade of knights advancing with martial grace towards the exit of the city, their armor resonating with the rhythm of their steps.

The carriage rocked on the uneven stones of the road, and you closed your eyes, letting yourself be carried away by that sway. In the distance, curses conversed among themselves, their voices muffled by the distance, but you weren’t hearing them. You were lost in your thoughts. How could you approach the sorcerers so naturally? A lightbulb went off in your head. You opened your eyes decisively and, without hesitation, you took off your engagement ring.

“What are you doing?” Sukuna asked you, offended.

“No one will believe me that I am on the sorcerers’ side if they see me with the ring on. It screams that I am on your side.” You took one of his hands to place the ring on his palm. “It would be better if we continue pretending that I am your slave. That way, the sorcerers might feel sorry for me and open up.” You explained.

“It’s not a bad idea.” Sukuna nodded, putting the ring in his pocket.

“Just promise me something,” you asked him.

You subtly scoot over, getting closer to him, letting each movement seem casual, even though it was perfectly calculated. Your hand rested lightly on his thigh, the tips of your fingers barely brushing his skin through the fabric, and then slowly ascended to his chest, a gesture as gentle as it was provocative. Heat rose to the king's cheeks, tinting them a crimson that contrasted with the innocence carefully sculpted in your gaze. It was that combination, the perfect balance between the pure and the temptation, that managed to disarm him. Under your touch, the king, with all his imposing authority, seemed to melt, trapped in the spell you had created.

"Whatever you want," Sukuna whispered to you because of the closeness you had created.

"Grant me just one dance. It's all I want," you asked.

"Of course."

You gave him a tender smile before gently clinging to his arm, resting your cheek against it in a gesture full of intimacy. You knew the journey would be long, and the idea of ​​a nap seemed like the best way to kill some time. Sukuna stroked your hair in response. As your eyelids slowly drifted shut, he settled back into the seat, preparing to rest as well.

Night fell as the caravan entered the shadowy Forest of Curses. The ranks of Curses marched in a military cadence, led by Commander Hanami, whose experience and knowledge of the field guided them precisely through a pre-arranged route. Further back, Mahito moved between the ranks with his team, making sure everything went smoothly. In the royal carriage, Kenjaku stood by the driver, watchful and ready in case the king or his fiancée ever needed anything.

Hanami led the curses through long grasslands and along the hills to minimize wear and tear. Huge pine trees covered the foothills, where some wild curses lurked from the shadows of dense branches. Unlike the curses under the iron grip of the kingdom of New Sukuna, these creatures renounced any regime. They were primitive beasts, guided only by basic instincts and an absolute disdain for order. Their eyes glittered in the shadows, but for now, the parade continued uninterrupted.

“It’s so quiet,” Mahito commented with a smile as he reached Kenjaku’s side.

“Don’t jinx it,” Kenjaku scolded him.

“That’s a human thing,” Mahito shrugged, downplaying it.

“Bad luck can strike anyone,” the teacher told him wisely.

Mahito stopped at the side of the road, allowing the line of caravans to continue moving forward. He took advantage of the moment to immerse himself in the stillness of nature. The night wind caressed his long hair, crickets sang from afar, leaves shone with an almost ethereal glow. His eyes with heterochromia snapped open as he realized.

A war cry tore through the tranquility, reverberating like an alarm bell. Sukuna woke up immediately, thanks to his sharp reflexes. You were barely opening your eyes, still trapped between sleep and confusion, when he suddenly pulled you, making you fall to the floor of the carriage. An instant later, arrows of blood violently stuck in the ceiling, just a few centimeters from where you had been seconds before. Adrenaline coursed through your body, clearing away any trace of sleep. You were being ambushed.

“Stay here and don’t move,” Sukuna ordered you before exiting the carriage at lightning speed to assist his army.

The cries of war and pain intertwined in a heart-wrenching echo that seemed to envelop everything. You had no idea what was happening outside the carriage, but one thing was clear: you had to be ready to face it. You made your way to your bow and quiver, which rested by the door, but before you could reach them, a new volley of arrows stuck hard into the wood, blocking your way. A muffled cry escaped your lips as you backed away. Staying in the carriage was not an option if they continued to aim there. With shaking hands, you grabbed the scratched bow and damaged quiver, pushing open the door before launching yourself into the cold darkness outside.

The chaos that greeted you was more visceral than you had imagined. The army of curses was facing a group of sorcerers who manipulated blood with terrifying mastery. You had never witnessed anything so brutal. The scene was a crimson spectacle, an indistinguishable mix of the use of blood as a weapon and lethal wounds that ended curses. The sorcerers, dressed in white suits and black cloaks, fought with fierce intensity, as if this battle were the last act of their lives. In the midst of the war, Sukuna, Mahito, Kenjaku and Hanami fought with their unique and devastating styles, cutting through the enemies with the same mastery that defined them.

Instinct drove you to run towards the hill, seeking shelter among the trees, where you could shoot from a safer position. Memories of that terrible day of hunting awakened in your body, guiding you as you quickly climbed. Once hidden among the shadows of the pines, you pulled a pink arrow from your quiver, locking it on your bow with mechanical precision. Your arms were placed in a perfect T-position as you searched for a target. Through the confusion, you saw a sorceress facing Hanami. Without hesitation, you set your sights on it, drawing the string taut ready to fire. But just as you were about to release the arrow, a firm, unfamiliar voice stopped you in your tracks.

“You have a terrible posture.”

A pair of blood arrows grazed your sides, sticking between the sleeves of your dress, causing you to lose your balance and fall to the ground. As soon as you looked up, a middle-aged man fell on you. His hands were in front of him, palms perfectly pressed together, ready to finish you off. He was too close for you to counterattack with your arrows. Everyone was busy, the chances of someone saving you were zero. Maybe you should have stayed in the carriage. You closed your eyes, waiting for the blow, but it never came.

“Hey, do I know you from somewhere?” The man asked you curiously.

You opened your eyes and your attacker was mere centimeters from your face. You yelped in surprise at having him so close. You frowned as you processed the question he had asked you. He didn’t look familiar to you. He looked like an average man like Wasuke. Black hair with gray growing on the sides, a mustache that was barely growing, wrinkles that told the story of his life and a comfortable white yukata with a black cape over his shoulders.

“No, I don’t think so…” You answered in a whisper.

“Oh, well,” he said before pointing his hands at you. He was about to shoot a blood arrow until an order cut through the wind.

“Retreat!” A younger voice shouted.

“Saved by my son, how lucky.” The man joked before running off towards the hill. “Your hands are in the wrong position!” He advised you as the arrows that nailed you to the ground turned to liquid and followed him quickly through the air.

The pack of sorcerers, around twenty, fled in terror through the hills, but not all of them managed to escape. Here and there, some unfortunate one fell, his head separating from his body in a violent flash. Instead of pausing to mourn the loss of their comrades, however, the sorcerers manipulated the spilled blood, collecting what they could before continuing their escape. “What a strange technique,” ​​you thought, unable to look away from the grotesque skill.

You picked yourself up off the ground once the sorcerers disappeared into the shadows of the night. As quickly as they had come, they were gone. You looked down at your bow, frowning in bewilderment. “Is my posture that bad?” you mused, offended by your apparent inability to shoot when it was crucial.

Back at the caravans, the magnitude of the disaster hit you like an icy wave. Half the curse army was gone. A small group of sorcerers, barely a fraction of the size of their ranks, had been able to annihilate over a hundred curses in a matter of minutes. It was a display of power that was as terrifying as it was impressive.

Mahito and Hanami worked frantically to reorganize the remaining troops, their voices echoing among the survivors as they tried to restore a sense of order to them. Sukuna and Kenjaku watched, from a distance, their presences as imposing as ever, despite the partial defeat.

“Those Kamo idiots, they always come at the worst time,” Sukuna muttered.

“It seems they just wanted to kill as many curses as possible before you cut off the first head,” Kenjaku theorized about the attack. Sukuna ignored him when he saw you with the bow over your body and your sleeves torn.

“Are you okay?” he asked, grabbing your arms to inspect you closely. “They didn’t do anything weird to you or take any of your blood, right?” Sukuna looked at you, concerned for your well-being.

“I’m fine, they just scared me, that’s all,” you replied.

"That's why I told you to stay in the carriage!".

"Speaking of the carriage…". Kenjaku pointed at the vehicle for them to see.

The grand royal carriage that once looked so imperial and sophisticated, was now riddled with holes from the hundreds of arrows that pierced it and had its wheels completely destroyed, leaving only the king without a vehicle. A direct message of hatred towards him.

"Stupid Kamo," Sukuna growled.

The next two days you spent them in the cargo cart, a rolling box full of supplies and cursed weapons, designed for the impending conflict that everyone feared would erupt at the Zen'in ball. You sat on the floor, surrounded by sacks of meat and blades wrapped in cloth, feeling every jolt of the vehicle as a reminder of the uneven road and the tension that grew with each mile traveled.

While you rode in the chariot, Sukuna led the army from the front, walking with the determination of someone who knew his place was where he could be seen by his soldiers, instilling fear and respect in equal parts. He preferred the firmness of the ground beneath his feet to the confines of a regular chariot, even if the journey was long and tiring.

Finally, after two endless days of jolting and silence broken only by the creaking of the wheels, the carriage abruptly stopped, almost throwing you forward. Before you could react, a curse quickly opened the door, letting in a different air.

“We have arrived, young lady,” the curse announced.

You got out of the vehicle and saw that you were on top of a hill, hidden among the trees so that no one would notice the presence of a hundred curses. You walked among the leafy trees with curiosity until you came across an impressive image. In front of you, was the most beautiful place you have ever seen in your life. A large castle located on top of a hill, surrounded by a medieval city. The castle had multiple towers and defensive walls, built with natural and resistant stone, that gave it an ancient appearance. A river partially surrounded the hill. The soft light of the sunset bathed the scene, highlighting the most precise details.

The memory of Sukuna wanting to conquer those lands made you a little sad. Everything was too beautiful for him to come and snatch it out of their hands, like he had with the Jogo kingdom. You didn't think curses kept the city as intact as that. You weren't sure if you could do anything about it, but you would try.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Kenjaku came to your side.

"Yes, very much so."

"But not as beautiful as the dress the king ordered for you," he reminded you to get ready for the big ball that night.

"I'm ready." You said before taking his arm to lead you to where you could get ready for the night. Whatever would happen, would happen, but you would be ready for it. This would be a good night.

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[aryxchse]

hiii would you do percy x daughter of zeus hcs? but reader is more like hera’s daughter?? i hope that explains itself like reader has attributes a daughter of hera would have

daughter of the heavens / percy jackson x daughter of zeus! champion of hera! reader.

a / n : ah, my favorite trope. hera adopting zeus' children and being a better parent for them🤭 i know being both child of zeus and champ of hera is hoTTT

warnings : omg i didnt cursed ig??

- he's scared

- you're the children of most feared two gods

- you have your fathers powers and hera's rage

- you weren't the best go to option in becoming friends for the campers

- that's why percy thought he was doomed when he saw you two spared for the sword practice

- but it didn't go the way he planned

- you did fight good and kicked his ass, don't get me wrong

- but you were so kind afterwards

- "you okay? did i accidently zapped you or something?"

- my man was shocked

- "n-no thanks, im okay."

- "your stands are too open by the way."

- normally he would be annoyed

- and overthink

- but right now he wanted to be close to you

- and give a little show to the camp, about two children of the big three is practicing together

- "can you fix me?"

- percy 'smooth' jackson everyone

- and, the sweet and kind you, obviously showed him how to stand good

- you were very outgoing and friendly, so it was easy for you two become close

- thanks to the fates or aphrodite, next day was his turn in the cabin check

- and luckily for him, you were assigned together

- "hey jackson."

- "wassup l/n."

- you both were eachother in different fonts fr

- and people thought you guys would fight already at some point

- but it never happened

- the more percy got close to you, the more he realised you were more like hera

- even though you're just her champion

- you hated zeus and didn't wanted to be his stereotypical child

- and percy definetly sees that

- you had your dads good (suprisingly he has a few) traits thats all

- like how you were a natural leader, and you can get competitive when you need to

- and think fast during attack

- but the other was just hera

- you were so motherly, even to percy

- "the weather will be cold, i can feel it. put a sweater on."

- jason doesn't know how you both become besties this easy but he wasn't complaining

- yeah he joked around and said don't date but like he shipped you guys from the start

- he'd love to have percy as brother in law fr

- percy eventually developed a crush on you because of how your characters matched

- you both loved pegasus riding for example

- and surfing

- you would blow a cold wind towards him when the weather is too hot

- and he'd make the water more warmer if it's too cold for you

- little things like that made you develope (is this how you spell?) a crush too

- after coming back from tartarus, percy didn't liked making things wait and he immediatly started to work on a confession plan

- he wanted to impress you, because you were the daughter of the king of the gods

- also his wife's champion

- you were olympus' princess fr

- no matter how much he tried, he didn't get the chance

- he made blackjack shape the clouds as hearts, but whenever he tried to say something someone appeared

- or you had to go because someone called you

- he tried like this for two weeks

- and then he started to get anxious and tired of it

- so when you both sat on the zeus cabin's roof, percy confessed

- "the stars are reall-"

- "im in love with you"

- your shock appeared in the sky and you accidently struck a lightning

- "wHAT-"

- my boy decided to never suprise you that night

- but you both started dating obvi

- POWER

- COUPLE.

- zeus is a hater but who cares

- hera is too but she is happy as long as you're happy

- and besides, percy's fatal flaw is loyalty so what could possibly go wrong?

- you two always pick eachother during quests

- and you guys fight in harmony

- you're in the wind i'm in the water fr

- katara and aang is that u???

- percy often tries to impress you

- because you're so unintentionally cool

- but you always wave him off by saying 'you can trip and fall but i'd still find you hot'

- and he blushes like a little girl

- your emotions are always mirrors the weather in camp

- so he tries his best to make you happy

- because once you made a rainbow when he gifted you a hand made paper flower

- idk how dont ask

- you often zap percy to remind him that you love him

- like it's your way of saying i love you

- and he splashes you in return

- you both have so much fun together

- long story short

- u guys are the coolest fr

[nisuna]

I fucking love the fact that you write down my ideas so quickly. you have become my favorite.

and so, for a very long time I thought that Itadori had an older half-sister who always took care of him. Even when she learned that Yuji had become a vessel for Sukuna, the older half-sister did not leave her brother. And that's why she feels weird when Sukuna, who has her brother's body, fucks her on the couch. Of course, she couldn't resist the King of Curses himself. But she is very worried about the fact that this is her younger brother's body

Omg hiiiii♡ thank you so much that's so sweet of you 😭 I'm trying to keep up, but I've gotten a lot more submissions that I expected 0.o Would you like me to call you something or anyone for that matter? Something like (emoji)-anon if you're comfortable enough with me knowing that it's you ^^ Let me know if anyone would like that!

But either way, thank you for another take!!<3

~short drabble~

TW: this one's kinda dark as I'm currently malding, screaming, crying, throwing up over the new episode 🥲; angst with smut, kind of dubcon, forced sex, mating press, a lot if talking and hating, my heart hurts, this probably wasn't what you had in mind I'm sorry 😭

"Lets make a binding vow. If you let me fuck you I'll leave your brother alone whenever you're around, deal?"

Is he joking? What kind of deal is that? You cursed yourself that you were even considering it, but being able to linder your brothers pain even just a little was worth it for you

"Deal...but doesn't he see everything like you do when he's on the inside? I don't want him to know about any of this."

"Don't worry I put the brat to sleep and if he does wake up I'll erase his memory. He'll never know any of this happened."

"Not tricks alright? I want that included in the vow."

He clicked his tongue at your comment nodding his head with a sigh. "Sure sure whatever you want sweetheart. Now get rid of those clothes let's not waste any more time. You wouldn't want him to take over while you're stuffed full of cock now would you." At that you swallowed your remaining pride and gave him the okay by pulling your top over your head.

"Now we're talkin'."

You shouldn't be enjoying yourself right now, you really shouldn't. But how could you not if his fat cock was splitting you open so deliciously.

"Shit you're dripping. Best pussy I've had in years. You like it too, huh? Like my fat cock up your pussy? 'gonna make me cum if you keep clenching 'round like that."

"Ooooh will the mighty Sukuna-sama, King of Curses cum like a virgin boy within a few thrusts boohoo", you mocked which only earned you another hard thrust of his hips.

"Cool it. Or I won't play nice anymore. Might even wake the brat up to see his sister like that."

"You wouldn't! What about the vow?, you moaned at his harsh words and mean thrusts.

"The vow starts after the fucking, so you better watch it, got it?"

With that you pressed your lips together nodding your head. "Got it..."

Satisfied he grinned while putting your legs over his broad shoulders folding you in half.

"Now that's a good girl"

"Whatever."

At least he made it worth your while. He made you cum harder than anyone ever had. And more times than you could count. Your head was mush at the point he bottomed out and filled you up.

"Was nice workin' with ya, see you never, Sweetheart." he mused being kind enough to put Yuji's clothes back on.

As Sukuna left Yuji's conscience you were quick to put your clothes back in place. Catching him because he almost toppled over from exhaustion. He faintly heard you calling his name but as soon he saw your dishevelled self, pink cheeks and messy hair, his eyes shot open.

"Oh no. He was out wasn't he. Nee-chan what did he do? Tell me what he did, if he hurt I'm going to kill him. I'm going to fucking-."

"No he didn't do anything, don't worry everything's fine. I'm fine. We just.. talked. He will leave you alone as long as you're with me. You're safe with me now. He won't bother you anymore. From now on I won't ever leave your side. We'll stay together forever.", you smiled at him trying your best subdue the tears that were threatening to spill. You opted for hugging him tightly, patting his head softly. Yuji opened his lips to say something, but he swallowed his words and hugged you back just as tight instead. "Okay, I trust you. You would never lie to me right, Nee-chan?" You felt your heart drop at his words but hummed in agreement nonetheless. "Never."

You were a good sister and you loved your brother more than anything. And that is why you will be taking this secret to the grave.

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Feel free to send me your Hot Takes as well ^^

[stvharrngton]

omg hi!!! first of all, congrats on 1K!! that's huge and you deserve every bit of it 🫶🏻

second of all, can i request something with "have it your way, then. just be prepared for the consequences." from the first prompts list the consequences being steve edging reader with her favorite toy 👀

congrats on your milestone once more!

- @hornyhornyhimbos 🖤

hi babe! thank you so much and thank you for requesting, here it is i hope you enjoy 🥺💗 @hornyhornyhimbos

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

word count: 1.2k

warnings: smut, 18+ minors dni, use of sex toys, edging, dom!steve and sub!reader vibes

prompt: “have it your way, then. just be prepared for the consequences.”

taglist: @sweetiestevie @dukesmebby @sw34terw34ther @sweetbabygirlsworld

1k celebration

It started out as a game. A simple gamble to see how far you could push him, to see how hard you could push his buttons. A little fun for yourself, was the intention.

You didn’t expect to end up in this situation. Naked, your back pressed against Steve’s mattress, his head buried in your neck as the vibrator sat deep in your cunt, the two little ears brushing against your clit. Your hair stuck to your forehead in a sweaty mess, head rolling back in the sweet pleasure of it all.

Mewling beneath the boy, you were desperate. You’d been chasing your orgasm for the last hour or so, Steve unrelenting and cruel as he tore the toy away from your pussy the second he got wind you were close to the edge. You’d stopped telling him you were about to cum, but he still knew, Steve always knew. And you cursed him every single time for it.

You’d gone to a party together, the sweet taste of the cherry vodka you’d been sipping making you a little needy. A craving for your boyfriend’s affection overcoming your senses.

Steve had been pulled away from you all night, barely able to sneak a kiss to his pretty pink lips. Despite being well out of high school, and the moniker of King Steve dropped long ago, he was still a household name amongst Hawkins natives, with many seeing the opportunity to catch up with the boy.

It had you in a sulk, a pretty little pout on your lips all evening. So you had an idea, a light bulb moment if you will. Grabbing the nearest guy you could find to pull you on the dancefloor, eyelashes fluttering as you swatted at his chest playfully. You giggled wildly, pretending to lap up whatever stupid joke he had told you.

Your plan worked, so to say, Steve’s eyes darted over to you in the corner and more importantly, to the guy’s hand getting closer and closer to your waist. He flew over to you, fingers wrapping around your wrist as he sent a glare the guy’s way.

Steve pulled you into the hallway, his frame towering over yours as you felt your back press against the wall.

“What’re you doing, huh, baby?” Steve asked, loud enough over the music, his finger hooking underneath your chin.

You blinked up at your boyfriend with those doe eyes of yours, lips pursed together as the rumblings of arousal began to turn in your stomach. You shrugged, skin tingling with anticipation, “N-nothing, Stevie.”

“Fine, have it your way, then. Just be prepared for the consequences.” He’d told you, simply.

And that’s how you ended up on the boy’s bed, pussy sopping and clit swollen. Writhing on the bed beneath him, his lips tugging up into a smirk once more as he pressed kisses along your neck.

“Steve, please,” you whined, hips canting upwards, trying to fuck yourself on the toy.

He chuckled against your skin, breath hot and heavy as he turned up the intensity of the vibrator. Your back arched as he spoke, “What’s the matter, sweet girl, huh? You wanna cum, is that it?”

Steve’s tone was teasing, his gruff voice mocking your wound up form. Your pussy fluttered around the shaft of the toy, your arousal leaking all over the sheets. You were a pent up mess, frustration evident in the way you clutched at Steve’s broad shoulders, fingernails leaving crescent shapes in his skin.

“Please,” you cried, “oh, pleasepleaseplease, Stevie, baby, I can’t–” you felt dizzy, your mind overcome with pleasure and the desperate need to cum. You weren’t above begging, but Steve was cruel. A little mean.

“Aw,” he cooed, “you can’t what? Can’t take it anymore?” His hand working to fuck the toy in and out of your hole faster, harder. The vibrations going straight to your core, shivers running down your spine.

“Fuck!” you yelped, the sensation of it all a sweet pain mixed with pleasure as your clit throbbed against the ear’s of the vibrator, “Need to cum, Steve, please, so bad.”

Steve hummed against your chest, lips sucking on your pert nipple, releasing with a pop, “I don’t think I should let you cum yet, though,” he said, a thoughtful look on his face, “think you need to be taught a lesson, no?”

Your eyes bulged out of their sockets, voice stuttering and stammering as you whined out, “No, Stevie, I’ll be good, I promise,” your lips skirted across Steve’s jawline, your kisses a desperate attempt to appease him, “I’m your good girl.”

Steve huffed through his nose, eyes rolling back at your words. Your voice was small and gentle, he was all but ready to give in to you.

“Do good girls dance and flirt with other guys, hm? I don’t think so, honey.” Steve slowed his hand now, the strokes of the vibrator long and slow against your walls.

You groaned. You were close. So fucking close. Cursing Steve under your breath, you gnawed on your bottom lip as you pleaded with the boy with your eyes. It crossed your mind, you would admit, to snatch the damned thing out of his hand and fuck yourself with the toy hard and fast until you were gushing all over it. But you knew better.

“Oh, fuck,” you whimpered, “‘m sorry, I just wanted your attention. Please.”

Steve chuckled at you then, a sweet little laugh rumbling in his chest as he smiled at you so softly. The domineering act almost falters at your words. Almost.

“Such a needy little thing, aren’t you? My needy little girl, you just wanted some loving, huh?” He cooed, setting the intensity of the vibrator to the highest notch, fucking the toy in and out of your puffy pussy quicker now.

“Yeah, yes, shit–” your back arched now, the coil in your stomach twisting and turning, “jus’ wanted you, Steve. Please–”

It was a silent plea, refusing to ask the question anymore. Steve cut you off with his lips, a hot and messy meld of your lips as you felt the burn below grow. You were right on the cusp of your orgasm, praying that Steve would finally give in to you.

He would, like he always did eventually. The need to see you orgasm overtaking the urge to tease and edge you, the boy craving your moans and whimpers like nothing else.

“Come on then, baby, go ‘head and cum. I think you’ve earned it.” He spoke against your lips, the toy working in and out of your pussy at a delicious pace, the wet squelch of your cunt and your breathy moans the only sound in the room.

You couldn’t speak, couldn’t thank him, your thoughts gone as your orgasm finally hit you. And it hit you hard. Your back arched, pressing your bare chest into Steve, all while his hand continued to fuck the toy into you. You cried out below him, your walls clenching and squeezing.

“Oh, I know, baby, I know,” he cooed, his free hand stroking your thigh soothingly, “that’s it, good fucking girl. Look so pretty when you cum.”

You lay there spent as Steve coaxed you through your orgasm, your limbs shaking as you saw stars, your head airy and fuzzy. Your eyes fluttered open to see Steve staring at you with that usual dopey love-sick grin he sported.

“You know,” he started, “you could have just said if you wanted me to take you home and fuck you, babe.”

Which only earned him an affectionate smack on the shoulder.

[sergeifyodorov]

who is your favorite player on every team?

omg this is sucha good ask anon... under the cut for my little explanations

bruins: pasta... nails PAINTED front teeth CHIPPED glasses ON. i hate him every time he actually plays the leafs because he's so goddamn good but separated from that i enjoy his silly ass immensely

panthers: society has moved past the need for anyone to enjoy any florida panthers (bobrovsky)

leafs: im an austonhead through and through... generational goalscorer and queeny what can't he do

lightning: stamkos for symbolism reasons. bonus nikita kucherov because he's one of those larionov-type really analytical players and i love that

red wings: moritz

canadiens: juraj slafkovsky because he is just SO giant puppy and he is absolutely hilarious

sabres: dahlin for psychosexual reasons

sens: CLAUDE GIROUX!!! GINGER FRANCO ONTARIEN DILF OF ALL TIME!!!!!! NECK GUARD!!!! BISEXUAL SUBTEXT!!!!!! CLAUD!

rangers: artemi panarin (only child of divorce)

hurricanes: seth jarvis (one of very few nhlers i feel like i could have a normal human dumbass conversation with)

islanders: mat barzal (diva)

flyers: travis konecny (sexy)

devils: nico hischier (sexy)

penguins: evgeni malkin (diva)

capitals: alex ovechkin (sexy)

blue jackets: patrik laine (because there's something SOOOOO compelling about being a draft bust and also the fact that he is just kind of a weirdly blonde freak white walker lookin dude who wears interesting outfits)

jets: nik ehlers. points for being a) danish (nobody's DANISH in this league) and b) that one time sch*fele hurt that hab and ehlers protected him when everyone got into that scrum going for schiefele

avalanche: alex georgiev for punching tda

dallas stars: where do i START with the stars... robo i think

preds: JUUSE SAROS MY LEEDL GUYYYYY

blues: gonna go with brayden schenn... any relative of luke's is a friend of mine

coyotes: either clayton keller or alex kerfoot

wild: idk flower?

blackhawks: connor bedard is legitimately my little guy. i love that freak. im at practice... in chicago... CHICAGO???. went on a pilgrimage to see Him in person and it was great (leafs lost in overtime and he got 0 points)

canucks: as much as i love and appreciate my fellow gays im gonna have to go with quinnifer here. he's literally quinn hughes i don't know what you want from me

golden knights: jeichel

kings: anze kopitar <3

oilers: mcdavid... he's literally everything. cursed by god. pro gay. really good at hockey. ginger

kraken: honestly i have never thought about the kraken a single day of my entire life. who's their goalie? grubauer? i'll go grubauer

flames: naz kadri :))))))))

ducks: i know we're all supposed to have ducks opinions nowadays but im going to carefully say lukas dostal and be done with it

sharks: duclair. free of the panthers and ready to be given space in my heart

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So what was Aralei and Kabru’s first meeting like? How did Kabru develop feelings for her?

Ooo hello anon!! Yall are curious LMAO

Aralei and Kabru’s first meeting was very, very brief. He saw her performing at a tavern a little bit after her arrival on the Island. He’d never seen her before, so after the performance was over he got curious and offered to buy her a drink, to which she cheerfully said “no thanks!” and left the tavern to go home and sleep.

He was still curious after that. After another handful of failed attempts to converse with her, he settled with just hanging around the same tavern and watching her perform. Out of simple curiosity of course (💀)

Manga spoilers down there SORRY 😖😖

The events of dunmeshi happen, so on and so forth, and post-canon they grow closer because of their roles in the king’s court. Kabru takes on as something of a royal advisor studying under Yaad, and Aralei is like. a minstrel or something. I haven’t figured out the kinks yet

BUT ANYWAYS for now they’re just somewhat-friends. Until Kabru overworks himself to death one night, Aralei finds out and pulls some strings to get him a day off. At first he waves it off and says he’ll be fine (when was the last time he ate…?) but Aralei won’t have it. She drags him down to a random tavern and treats him to breakfast, and he tells her he doesn’t mind whatever she gets for him. It’s something tomato-based, probably, and he wonders if it was coincidence or if she remembered tomatoes are his favorite.

After that they hang out more often between their duties (even during, sometimes, when Kabru is with Laios running over his scheduled appearances for that month and Aralei is looking over his shoulder to read from the papers spread over the table).

They’ve only viewed each other as good friends for a long while, so it’s psychic damage for Kabru when he starts to feel fluttering in his stomach just from the thought of her. I’ll put that about 2 years post-canon…

DENIAL. DENIAL DENIAL DENIAL He denies it like his life DEPENDS on it omg. “Haha noo it’s just friendly banter” he says to Rin as if not seconds prior he was offering to take Aralei out on a date using the most subtle language possible so she thinks they’re just hanging out.

It takes him a while, but he slowly (miserably) comes to terms with his feelings, but he still downplays them to a silly little crush. Nothing to get stuck in a tizzy about (AAUUUGHHHHHHHH)

He thinks it should be illegal how affectionate she is. Hugging being a common greeting on the Island is now his biggest dread, especially with one of Aralei’s main love languages as physical touch.

Overall. For a long while, Kabru treats his feelings more like a horrid curse. He feels like tearing his hair out.

[crow-of-paradise]

10 characters | 10 fandoms | 10 tags (we'll see about that last one) I haven't made a text post in so long how's everyone doing. Thank you, rj (@sidprescot), for the tag! This was a nice surprise. :)

Gosh do I have a type and they're all Old Men and Tragic Ladies my beloved. Let's go!! 1. Varric Tethras (Dragon Age 2): he shot right through my heart with that crossbow THE LITERAL SECOND he came on screen and I've been cursing Bioware ever since. He is a nonromanceable short king and I have never wanted anyone more thx. 2. Nakmor Drack (Mass Effect Andromeda): the Tempest Crew is so freaking charming, and while I love my jelly fish cat aliens the Angara, my favorite character is absolutely this old cantakerous grandpa Krogan. Whom, much like Wrex, I wish I could romance. (p.s. there is a TEASE of a flirt option and u can imagine how little that helped my case) 3. Spock (literally every Star Trek iteration): He is my Everything. Nemoy, Quinto, and Peck all bring something unique to the character's portrayal. I love him in every universe and I can never get enough of this EMOTIONALLY COMPROMISED NERD.

4. Alicent Hightower (House of the Dragon): one half of my divorced lesbinems and I feel so much for her and the tragedy/complexity of both her character and the heartwrenching slow decay of her r/s with Rhaenyra. I cannot wait for S2. 5. Aerith Gainsborough (Final Fantasy VII): ooooough, beautiful, tragic, kind, funny, cool flower seller of my life. Remake!Aerith particularly stole my heart along with the show. There is this sad, beguiling mystery about her that draws you in, and she is so cheerful in spite of it all. I can't wait for Rebirth but also I am terrified lol. 6. Yennefer of Vengerberg (The Witcher): "How ravishing she is, he thought. Everything about her is ravishing. And menacing. Those colours of hers; that contrast of black and white. Beauty and menace. Her raven-black, natural curls. Her cheekbones, pronounced, emphasising a wrinkle, which her smile – if she deigned to smile – created beside her mouth, wonderfully narrow and pale beneath her lipstick…" I mean. C'mon. That is MY WIFE etc, copy paste rj's exact blurb. Anya Chalotra is the perfect Yen. She is everything and deserves the world and I will glady let her burn it all down and murder me if she wants to. 7. Zero (Final Fantasy XIV): [Endwalker patch spoilers!] who doesn't love an autistic badass goth half-human half-voidsent who has lived as a monster for so long she forgot her own identity and is learning how to be human again and finding her humanity via the power of friendship and delicious food, like. I needed more of her and I miss her already!!!

8. Kim Wexler (Better Call Saul): omg so hard to pick just one from this show (ilu nacho), but Kim Wexler SUCKER PUNCHES U IN THE THROAT with her awesomeness. She is this extremely competent, understated cool, calculating yet caring and earnest character who compliments Jimmy so well and whose nuances her amazing actress Rhea Seehorn manages to convey so masterfully. She is also tragic af, but hello it's Breaking Bad prequel lol. On that note... 9. Kim Kitsuragi (Disco Elysium): DOUBLE KIM WHAMMY!!! They're so alike it's not even funny. I'd say Kim has the stronger moral center between the two, but I love them for many of the same reasons. He is also extremely competent, understated cool, with a side of being totally game for Harry's antics once he warms up to him (my Harry build was 'himbo' so he did a lot of dumb shit but he was nice). 10. Irving Bailiff (Severance): firstable, if you haven't seen Severance yet, please do yourself the favor and don't let me spoil this for u!! Irving Bailiff is an Experience. He is a stickler for the rules and very much a stick in the mud compared to his colleagues, but his true self leaks into this version of himself slowly at first, then in surprising bursts of rebellion that become clear at the end when it is shown that his Outtie/true self is actively trying to bring Lumon down like a TOTAL FUCKING BADASS in the most delightful reveal. Also he has a whirlwind romance with another old man played by Christopher Walken.

phew!! this was fun. lol @ my answers getting longer. I'm not tagging anyone but consider this an invitation to join in on the fun anyway!

[justanotherfanfolks]

(This has been sitting in my drafts since- 2021?! Oh gosh. Yeah, I was planning on writing down my thoughts on Owl House Season 2 as the episodes aired, but I only managed to jot down random thoughts I wanted to get back to because I could not properly take my eyes off the screen to write things down. And I'm trying to clean out my drafts so as the Owl House in on the mind, please accept my scattered out of context thoughts about season 2A of the Owl House from 3 years ago. Forgot about this when 2B dropped)

You know what. I want to put my thoughts on the episode down. Spoiler warning.

Parallels right from the get go! Well that was unexpected. KING NO!! I am loving the intro, everytime I see it. Eda is just struggling. Eda cares. EDA CARES! Hooty, she was having a moment! Not sure how I would feel if I got that video. Oh yeah, no portal no data. RIP to Luz. I am just feeling bad for Eda. Oof, Lilith. Heh, Lilith is jealous of a teenager. Wait TEENAGER?! Awww, child! Wait, why is a literal child so high in the coven? I have questions. Also, I want to see that dynamic. Eda cares about Luz so much, I love it! I don't think Eda is ever letting that go. Is she just going to meme on the curse now? I love her BYEEEE! Wow Hooty and Lilith coexisting. I never knew I needed this.

Give this boy a cracker!

GG time? GG time, I am ready to meet this dude! 

Oh he's intense. Hold up bird? Is it because he wanted a cracker?

That BYEEEE! I'm sold I like him.

Wholesomeness! Eda and Luz moments my beloved.

Now? You showing us the Emperor and the portal NOW? I thought that would be a mid-season thing.

Oooo, I just met Amity's mom and I already hate her. I mean I already knew her parents sucked, but this is double justified. Also, I knew there was something up with that necklace.

GUS AND WILLOW! GUS AND WILLOW! MY BOY GREW!

That pie will be in my nightmares.

Triple justified.

HE MISSES THEM! I like Bump a bit more now.

Classic Luz.

Ma'am, are you trying to kill her!?

The twins!

Cloak! Cloak! Cloak!

SHE LIKES HER! OH MY GOSH SHE LIKES HER! LOOK AT THAT FACE! GO FOR IT LUZ GO FOR IT!

Oh hello Goldie! Goldie, what are you doing here?

Oop, those abominations are coming back.

I am also hyped for those glyph combos.

🎵King episode🎵

INVISIBILITY SPELL! I need more glyph combos!

Lore? Lore.

I KNEW HE WAS A CHILD!

SHES A MOM GUYS, SHES BEEN A MOM THE WHOLE TIME!

Mom has a mom?! Why am I surprised?

Wait is she an allegory for-

Lilith owl form omg!

Accept yourself. Love yourself

NO LILITH COME BACK! LILITH!

Gus time Gus time! You go my boy! I'm here for gus and illusion magic!

...SHE JUST KISSED HER! GOSH sorry king, I still think you're cool!

BUT SHE KISSED HER!

UNCLE! Wait, UNCLE! Like, biological or honorary? I have many questions.

Lil’ Rascal likes the Golden Guard. 

Hunter. I never had an idea for his name. I like it- wait is that why the episode is named “Hunting Palisman?” Owl Crew strikes again. KIKI, THEY WERE BONDING! Fight, fight, fight! I’m a sucker for fight scenes.

♬Belos is the worst.♬Nerdy room! Right on cue!

♬Raine Time!♬

Fanfic Girl!? I see you!

I cannot express how much I love Raine. Sorry Hunter, new favorite season 2 character.

RAINE NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! I need a moment. Can I be honest, folks I cried. I am now in genuine pain, why RAINE!? It should have been Darius!

Typewriter, I see I like it.

Demon lore, demon lore!

KING POWER LOOK AT MY BOY GO!

Wait, Raine and Eda were exes? I thought they were pining childhood friends! I have been bamboozled! Noo, Raine! Ah, this hurts. I have been poked in the wound left by Eda’s Requiem.

Eda trauma. Uh, who was that? 

Hooty, how did you make this?! You can do this so fast, but you can’t hold a pen I call hacks! Awww she likes it! Amity is adorable. Luz being relatable embarrassed teen. Yeah, most people would set that on fire if they had magic too, Luz. Poor Amity, she actually liked that. She probably thinks Luz is rejecting her, ACK MISUNDERSTANDINGS!

AHHHH, is this payback for that angst comment I made!?

...did I just watch Lumity become canon? OH MY GOSH-

Hooty, Hooty NO! SPIT THAT OUT SIR!

Eclipse Lake:

Prior to release: Everyone sure is excited for this one

Emperor Belos and the Door. He is always with it. Hunter! There’s my boy! And Lil’ Rascal! These two need to become a power duo, Hunter acting like a kid that watches their parent from around the corner. Wait, face reveal? NOW!? Oh he looks a lot like Hunter. Awww, Hunter is adorable in this scene! Belos seeming more like Philip everyday. Dude, why would you say that! Look at his face, that cut deep! Ah yes, stay safe for my evil plans for you, what a good uncle. No comfort, Uncle of the year, folks!

Okay, I need to reiterate how much I like Hunter! What a likable dork.

He seems so upset and genuinely confused about those voice comments. I like his voice.

Oh, so Luz did talk about him. I don’t she mentioned his name though, that might just be for her. A bad, but sad boy, yeah that about sums it up.

Is he okay? He doesn’t seem okay. Oh he’s losing it. Grave? Grave!? Why are these characters willing to die so quickly!? Eda and Hunter? This isn’t just bumming me out, this is concerning. Belos, what did you do!

Hunter, no. HUNTER NO!

Hunter seems so, what’s the word? Like a wild animal? He’s so panicked he’s fighting and struggling like this is a life or death situation, which he probably thinks it is. Belos, what did you do to him!?

Fluid. Fluid. Fluid. FLUID! Fluid fight scenes are my aesthetic.

Give. Me. His. Name.

So, I take it Amity doesn’t want to join the Emperor’s Coven anymore?

Okay, Golden Rule: If we open in the Emperor’s Palace or on any character associated with this coven, prepare for pain. I see I am still paying for that angst comment. 

Yesterday’s Lie is the midseason finale. Midseason finales for animated shows have a habit of slapping me across the face like Luz around unsuspecting sleeping people. 

“Think.” Think. Oh this will NOT end well. I predict right now, this episode will be worse than Eclipse Lake. That episode did a complete 180, it lured me into a false sense of security! 

I THOUGHT SHE WAS GONNA BE EVIL, SHES SO CUTE I LOVE HER!

Chancla!

Ok what if I CRIED!? OWL HOUSE STOOOOOOOP!

(Wow. I sure had thoughts. Kind of want to rewatch it all again now)

[epickiya722]

Hi, Kiya...sorry for the late character ask game. Can I ask 6, 7, 8, 15, 24 for Miruko and Sukuna..? Thx if you want to answer.

No need to apologize, Anon! 😁

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

Miruko - we are both short, brown-skinned women

Sukuna - long nails and I often paint mine purple

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

For Miruko, one of my favorite things has to be the "if Miruko was Midoriya's mentor" AU. I just adore that. For one, those two are my favorite characters. Two, I just think it would have been pretty cool if Miruko mentored Midoriya.

For Sukuna, okay, okay. I like the whole Twin/Brothers AU thing with Itadori. Again, favorite two characters and there's a lot of funny things to come out of that AU that I have seen.

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

Every time someone complains about her costume and then turn around and openly thirst for a male character and wish for him to be shirtless, I want to scream.

Like, I get it. Personally, not a costume I would wear as a first choice for me and not because it's "revealing". (I just wouldn't look good in it. But I would wear before some of those other costumes.) But how do you have a problem with Miruko's legs (and arms) out but the moment Dabi is shirtless it's like "Oh, there goes my panties"?

Complain about Miruko's costume design being "unnecessary", so someone explain to me what is the purpose of Vlad King's cleavage window without saying something horny.

Not even just with male characters! I have yet to see someone complain about Mt. Lady's costume like that! She has plenty of butt shots and it's like "no big deal". Miruko gets a leg shot and it's the most terrible thing in the world.

The only other character I seen people complain about is Midnight and while I get it, sometimes it feels like some people are being prude of a grown woman whose label is "R-Rated Hero" to have a sexy costume. There has been worse costume designs in anime. I'm just saying now!

OMG, the "Fraudkuna" thing! It's ridiculous! Maybe I missed something, I thought a fraud who be someone faking something. What in the hell is Sukuna faking exactly?

"Well, he used Megumi's technique..."

DUH! Sukuna ain't stupid, that's the thing. He saw the potential in Megumi's technique and used it to his advantage. I like Gojo, too, but come on now. What? Do people look at a ruthless character and think "dumb" or something? Sukuna is strategic.

I kinda doubt Sukuna became the King of Curses just by brutal strength alone.

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

For Miruko, it's definitely BurnBunny (her and Burnin). I don't know, I just think they would vibe well together.

Also, I really like ChubbyBunny (her and Fat Gum). That ship is unfairly so cute!!

For Sukuna... I actually don't have a ship I'm too big about. Wait, no, I'm for the ship with him and Uraume. Like, I can see it.

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?

Kimberly from the Street Fighter franchise (SF 6). I remember seeing her trailer for the game and the way she moves and her energy reminded me of Miruko. And then I found out they share a VA!

Funnier, in Vigilantes, Miruko as a teenager has fought Ryu and Ken.

At first, I couldn't think of anyone for Sukuna, but then my mind just now thought of Mileena from Mortal Kombat. Man-eating, ruthless fighting machines they both are. With a bit of royalty thrown in there.

Character Ask Game 💫

[puppetmaster13u]

I'm not crying, you're crying.

I absolutely love that blurb. Absolutely adorable. Amazing. Perfection.

Hear me out: Leslie has tea with Frostbite and other yetis sometimes. They exchange medical care. She learns more about the health of supernatural beings and they learn more about human care.

Jordan and Sam fight for Damian's attention. But it's toddler fighting, so there's several pictures and videos of it with the others cooing about how adorable they are.

I think it would be hilarious if this happens like a week before JL summons Pariah/Thomas. I think it would be even more hilarious if Bruce straight up tells JL Dark there's no need to summon the ghost king (something he found out about the Night Before, wtf Dad, that's not something you just forget about!) and they ignore him. Just so he can go I told you so. He's petty like that.

Oh my god Alfred definitely hides his staff as a simple pocket watch. I bet the others hide things as jewelry too. Martha hides/seals her curse collection in a pearl necklace. Thomas' crown is hidden as some sort of bracelet or earring me thinks. Omg, the Ring of Rage is their wedding band.

Thomas/Fright Knight has gotten claimed as Pariah/Thomas' brother. They find it funny. Hilarious even. They're also both going to therapy, even if it's currently just in the Realms. No one wants to deal with making living ID at this moment seeing as well, Bruce's parents just came back.

They're all adjusting, y'know?

I think it'd be funny if Bruce ends up being all the halfa toddlers' favorite. Because he's tall, gives good hugs when he actually gives them, doesn't mind carrying them places, and his cape is the ultimate hiding spot. Even better Ultimate Hiding Spot once his own semi demigod powers start developing and he gets Unlimited Cape Void space. All of the kids love it.

I bet he gives hugs more easily once his parents are back. Like they're definitely maybe a little touch-starved and Thomas alone is definitely constantly hugging or checking on each of his family members to make sure they're alright.

Prompt 153

 Pariah Dark, Ghost King, warrior, tyrant, world-breaker, Ancient of Darkness, is utterly gobsmacked. The sarcophagus had been opened- something he wasn’t honestly expecting seeing as it was supposed to be for eternity- and he had honestly just been blinking awake. It took a minute or few to properly wake up, but who could blame him? It wasn’t like there was anyone before him who could have opened his prison. 

 Though that wasn’t what had him utterly befuddled. He was rather certain that he had not gotten locked into the Sarcophagus of Sleep with several literal ghost infants. 

Well mostly infants, one is more like the equivalent of a three or four year old but still. And he has a rather panicked sort of feeling breaking through his usual bloodlust, because they all look really similar to his not-exactly ex. Same white hair, same wispy ghost-tail, same tiny fangs and claws currently being bared at him and each other. But they also kind of look like him, what with two having hair aflame- one even had black hair like he once did before his insanity- and even having red eyes. Most even had his own corpse-pale skin, though he could see a more blue tint on a couple and one more similar to his brother’s. 

So yes, Pariah Dark is very much panicking and trying to do the math in his head. A visit to Clockwork might be in his best interest…

[cherrys-side-bitch]

How about the main three with a short but feisty male s/o?

Like they are chill most of the time but the minute you make fun of their height or someone they like they are basically like this kid in the video.

https://youtube.com/shorts/y3AQ8hCFs5E?feature=share

Thank you for your time doing these by the way. ❤️

It's fine! Writing is quite fun and it gives me something to do during a day.

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𝕄𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝔽𝕖𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕪 𝕊/𝕆

Male! Reader, fluff

Sukuna made the mistake of telling making fun of you since you were short.

It didn't go well. He's lucky that he’s technically part of Itadori or else a bitch would have been throwing hands with the king of curses with varying results.

Mf got yelled at but you stopped fairly quickly since you were also technically yelling at Yuji too.

Afterward, Itadori attempted to calm you down by reassuring you that he knew it wasn't directed at him.

Sometimes Itadori will compare his height with yours to see if you have grown while receiving a thoroughly disappointed look from you.

The insistence that you can reach the top shelf despite struggling so much is adorable.

Sometimes forgets how much rage you can hold in such a small body. He's always surprised whenever you just get annoyed and brute force your way through a situation after trying one too many times.

Watching you go off on someone when they insult/hurt him is concerning you just dive in a think about the consequences later.

You lowkey scare him and Sukuna makes fun of him for it

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He doesn’t treat you much differently as opposed to having a taller boyfriend. Mainly just the more prominent need to protect you due to your smaller stature, even though he knows you can defend yourself perfectly fine.

That being said, whenever somebody makes fun of you for being short he can't help but think “ah shit, here we go again...”

Oh God, I'm just imagining if his boyfriend found out about the Todo incident.

Todo would get his ass beat so fast...

He sometimes forgets how *short* you are and then the divine dogs stand up on their two back feet, they reach over your head and he's just standing there like, 🧍

Probably the only one that actually complements you on your height because one on hand it's an inconvenience in many ways but you can also do things taller people can't.

Like, get things off the bottom shelf without too much of an issue.

Similar to Itadori he’ll occasionally forget how angry you can get but it doesn't surprise him as much

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Omg, y'all are twinning!

She's 5’3 and wants to fight a god

And you're... short and also wish to fist fight God.

She loves resting her chin on your shoulder and hugging you from behind. It's one of her favorite ways to hug you especially if you want to show her something.

If you're are shorter than her she’ll make you reach to kiss her.

She cheers you on if you are about to flip your shit on someone. Unless they are important, aka. Faculty, a high-ranking sorcerer/curse, etc.

She introduces you as her “cute little boyfriend”

You two are too powerful

Doesn't forget your tendency to flip your shit and she loves it! As long as it isn't directed at her or any of her friends she's having the time of her life.

She'll calm you down if you go a bit overboard or are about to, otherwise it's fair game. Just don't hurt yourself, please.

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[absolutebl]

This Week in BL

Aug 2021 Wk 4

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs.

Ongoing Series - Thai

Love Area Ep 4-5 - (ep 4 fan subs here and ep 5 here) play within a play was fine, look on the bright side at least it wasn’t a music concert. But OMG Non & Toon taking over the noodle shop was the cutest thing ever. Valen is such a big sulky yearning baby. We got us a genuine love triangle going on, and everyone of them a tiny disaster. Partly because of that, this show feels a lot faster paced than most pulps. Meanwhile, I’m not sure what happened to get PeetKing back together but it looks like, with Ice in the mix, that King’s got himself a uke to look out for, form of... flexible archetype, love triangle part deux! How exciting. Two different love triangles (and two different kinds seme/uke\seme and seme/flex/uke) in one BL - from Thailand no less. Is this a blessing or a curse? 

Check Out the series Ep 0 - this one isn’t supposed to come out until next year, 2022, but they dropped an ep 0 on us anyway with so many tropes I wonder what’s left for the rest of the series. YouTube is excited X a million for this one. The production values are good and the leads have killer bodies and great chemistry so yeah, what more do we want? Oh it starts with a one night stand, something new and different for BL and a personal favorite of mine. 2022 is too far away now. 

Siew Sum Noi ep 3? - did’t show up in the grey.

The Yearbook Ep 7 - NOTHING is happening in this show. I mean I’m used to BLs without plot but this is ridiculous. 

Don’t Say No Ep 4 - I got drunk and watched the world’s fanciest dumpster fire. What can I say? Or, to be fair, what didn’t I say? It’s not pretty, people. The sex scene isn’t pretty. The wardrobe ain’t pretty. I’m not pretty about either. 

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Friend or Lover Ep 5 - indie micro series from Taiwan that has been airing for a few months on YouTube. I’m enjoying it. It’s fluff with very little substance, but sweet and harmless. There is at least one more ep, but this kinda felt like the ending.  

Given (Japan) Ep 6 fin - a surprisingly happy even sweet final episode. I was not expecting it from this show or Japan. My only issue is that this whole series was a “sing your feelings” chassis as that is one of my least favorite tropes. (It’s why I don’t like rockstar romances.) However, put that aside and this was a solid little live action yaoi from Japan that could have come out anytime in the last 15 years, but I’m gad we got it now. (full review here) 8/10 RECOMMENDED. 

Gossip

Jang Eui Soo (Where Your Eyes Linger and Nobleman Ryu’s Wedding) starring in a new Korean BL My Sweet Dear. (Viki Original and it’s listed so you and save it to your watch list NOW! Read all about it here.) Not much is known about this drama yet. except he’s opposite Lee Chan Hyung who was one of the otherworld counterparts in The Uncanny Counter. 

Secret Crush On You (formerly Stalker) up coming Thai BL produced (but not starring) Saint, has a GL side couple! We are all very excited by this. 

Thai BL adaptation of KinnProsche seems to have been adopted by a new company under a new name. It’s like the shelter dog no one keeps for very long. Perth is out. No idea what’s going on. Frankly, don’t care. Wake me when it has an air date and is actually releasing. 

More of our trusted BL grey suppliers on Daily Motion had their accounts taken down, not sure what’s going on or where to find stuff until the dust settles. 

Lots of gifs dropped from the ep 0 of Thai BL Check Out the series, coming 2022. Not a much is known about this one except its a cohabitation hotel set piece. But it looks hot. 

In Case You Missed It

Seven Project FINALLY got its official trailer from Studio Wabi Sabi. I might have watched it several times. It looks like we have 1 GL, 2 definite BLs, 1 possible BL (never count on BoomPeak kissing), and 3 het romances. 

GL Samantha (Manaow in UWMA + lots of other rolls) & Pineare (Del in UWMA, Yuri in Love Sick)

BL Boun & Prem (WinTeam in UWMA)

BL Earth (In in UWMA) & Santa

BL? Boom & Peak (TeeFuse in MIR)

Perth (Ae LBC1&2)

Yacht (Pond in LBC1&2)

Plan (Can in LBC1&2)

Look, imma be honest with you, as cute as SantaEarth are, as fabulous as BounPrem’s chemistry is, as charmingly familiar as BoomPeak are on screen - I just REALLY WANT SOME GOOD THAI GL. I can’t wait for Sammy & Pinaere. I don’t really care about anything else, just give us THEM! 

There’s a BTS from Light On Me that shows prep for the kissing scene (spoiler: there is no prep). I rarely suggest looking at BTS stuff but in this instance, you can see why Korean romances (in general) don’t handle kisses well. They spring it on the actors without workshopping first (as opposed to Taiwan - here’s SamYu's prep activities as a counter example). You know I’m always interested in how good kisses happen, I figured you might be as well. 

A baby teaser for the second half of Love is Science was the most exciting thing to happen since the last ep of Light on Me. @heretherebedork and I have been waiting MONTHS for the return of our confident gay + disaster bi pairing and it looks like Taiwan is gonna serve them up on a sizzling hot platter. (Erm that metaphor got away from me, but watch the clip and you’ll get it.) This drama also features an older woman/younger man main romance, a lesbian side nibble, and a mature hets side plot. Both het romances are with beta males. Honestly, what would we do without Taiwan? 

Next Week Looks Like This:

Thai BL Love Advisor (teaser) starts up Aug 28. You can watch this one on Vibie’s YouTube channel. The teaser’s subs aren’t inspiring much confidence, and it looks like a lockdown project, but they’re trying? And it’s something new.

Korean BL Peach of Time is supposed to start Aug 30 on WeTV (trailer). This is 10 episode crossover project between Korea & Thailand involving Mii2 AKA JimmyTommy of Why R U? and Choi Jae Hyun of Run On. Korean set and support cast means we can expect high production values, short episodes, and mostly Korean language. It’s about a Thai boy, Peach (Jimmy), who travels to stay with his online Korean friend, Yun Oh. Yun Oh has a strained relationship with his mother which Peach tries to mend. There is also a ghost element. 

Some shows may be listed later than actual air date for International subs accessibility reasons.

Upcoming 2021 BL master post here.

Links to watch are provided when possible, ask in a comment if I missed something.

This week’s best moments?

Non & Toon taking over the noodle shop in Love Area. 

The shower scene in Check Out. Look it’s been a while since we saw this trope. I like it, okay? 

The kiss in Given. 

These two are back and back in uniform, making them officially the longest running BL couple (until Not Me comes out, of course). Either way they sure have been in high school a SUPER long time. 

[jovnie]

The devil's desire | Yoongi

Summary;

You fell in love with a man of many pasts, however he desired more than a relationship. He wanted your soul for eternity.

Words: 13k

Devil yoongi! Demon au! Human reader

Very Dark themes

Warnings: religious concepts, gore, porn without plot, death, big dick yoongi, clubbing, kidnapping, non-con touching, blood, cnc, prey ( y/n ), stalker yoongi, drugged, drugs, chains, cutting, rough sex,

"She's almost ready sir!" a winged creature announced. Nodding in his throne, he took the mirror and looked through it. There you were getting ready to meet a mysterious guy at a club or well hoping to once again. He smirked devilishly knowing you remembered to come back to this particular club.

He previously brought you to this nightclub in Korea, hidden through an alleyway in the darkest part of Busan. There was danger and a constant fear of being robbed, kidnapped. Even if Korea was a safe place, things like kidnapping and murder still happen and even more so at night.

He remembered that you kept a knife and a taser with you, he liked the vulnerability you had going to a place not meant for angels let alone humans at night. He found it charming how oblivious you are to your surroundings as well. He was a man of darkness and hell for sure, but one thing was for sure. He only craved humans who were pure and light energetically. 'Suppose you did know that the Club was own by the devil himself, would that really stop you' he thought.

He watched her put on clothes and noticed how delicate she was in his eyes. No, this wasn't the first time he'd watch her. Not the last either, it seemed like a generational curse in his eyes. He wasn't mad he placed it on the females to feel tempted by his actions, however, each one passed the test. you however failed it the first two times, making it the third time.

Sighing, he put the mirror down and stood up. Stretching, he allowed his black feather wings to elongate and move around before putting them away. Looking at his watch it was a quarter past 11 pm, he'd knew you want to be early and try and catch a good table. However the little worry of what if someone wanted to take you before him, hurt you before him. The thoughts riled him up, making him grab his keys and wait by the portal. Besides the gate doesn't open until 11:59, so his intrusiveness can calm for now.

While waiting, he took out the cute little human hand mirror you'd gifted him a while back. He looked at himself and the scar over his left eye, "maybe this is what attracts them" he chuckled softly.

As time fastened, he waited for the lock in the air to appear. He waited long and hard for that little red lock and once it appeared, he opened all the portals from his underworld to the human world and the other one which lead stright to his club.

Formally known as 666 plaza to hadians, the chosen humans only knew it as void 218. To you it was just another club on the holy day of Sunday. Although you were never brought up with Christianity, you had the basics that everyone knew, loved, and hated.

Waiting by the gates or humanly known as "doors" you pulled out your phone to realize there was no battery or charge. Confused as you could've sworn it was full when you left, you herd the doors open and the mini line began moving. Your eyes wandered the room to find the stairs that led to the upper level where you would meet and see Yoongi. You knew it was stupid to keep doing this, but with yours and his schedule it wasn't at all.

Passing by the few people, you found upstairs and walked up seeing there were already people inside which confused you, but you paid little attention to it. Waiting by the usual black velvet seats and area, you head a familiar voice.

"Is this your regular peach vodka with light ice?" yoongi asked loudly over the now loud music playing. Nodding, you sat up and greeted him before getting your drink. Little did u know about his plans with you or what tonight was gonna be.

Smiling softly, yoongi was gentle eyes admired your beauty as he get down with his own drink. He took a sip of his own drink that was laced with a sleeping drug, one that'd do nothing to him and more to you.

"So what are you doing here?" He asked knowingly.

"Well, it's a Sunday and I have nothing planned so I thought I come by" you lied, hoping the white lie would slip. Nodding, yoongi put his hand on your thighs and moved closer to talk to you about life and each other week. You mentioned something about the campus or school you were studying and he lied about his "forensics" job and how hard it was to see how people died. Continuing, he bought the two of you more drinks and when the timing was right offered one of his. Thanking him for the kind jester, you took a sip. He smiled and also took a sip after you, then placed it back down.

"Good isn't it?" he said, reaching over to his phone and at the time. Noticing he did so you hummed and snuck another sip. Then another. Whatever was in had you almost drinking his entire cup down.

"Omg what is this, what's making it so good. I can't put my finger on it" she said as her words slowed down and her eyes blinked slowly. He watched her body start to feel tired, then at the right moment whispered in her ear "apple, cherry, lime, it's a light alchcolic drink and right, drugs."

Soon as her eyes closed and body dropped, he mustered enough strength to pick her up and sling you over his shoulder. "Another one taken by the devils favorite drink, poison apple," he whispered knowing nobody cared to stop him not could. Well not if they wanted hells punishment if not worse death, even if they were immortal. Walking up the last set of stairs he opened the portal and handed the keys to his servant and told him to look after.

Noting the girl, the servant nodded and knew the king was gonna take his time and would be in a long "meeting." Taking charge of the place, yoongi walked up to his Castle surrounded by blue flames in the middle of nowhere and walked in. He demanded for total privacy, meaning nobody in or even near the castle or be banished for eternity and with that everyone wondered what that soul did to get his undivided attention. From there gossip spread about you from one to another creature and it traveled fast.

Meanwhile, he laid you on the bed and looked at his watch. The drug last about 30 minutes and about 20minuets have gone. From there he requested one trusted worker with a list. The list was :

The devils list

Body Chains and rope

Salt and a black cross

2 Robes

Wipes

Black paint

Sheep's blood

Lube any flavor

Nodding the worker flew off and yoongi allowed his wings to expand out his back and eyes to turn a dark blue color as his hair contained white strips. He watched your sleeping body, before checking the time and seeing he has 5 minutes left before you wake up. Taking that in he stretched his neck and before activating his speed and undressing you, cleaning the area around the bed, making sure the chain locks are stable and if not changing them, turning off lights and lighting candals all around the room and the whole castle and finally sitting down at the edge. Checking the time once again, he had 3 minutes left and so did the worker before he'd get pissed and with that thought the worker came to drop everything off before yoongi told him to get lost.

With the activation of speed he quickly undressed, sat the cup near the bed and filled it with sheeps blood, put salt near the edge without touching it as it stung him, put the cross around his neck and began drawing a ritual circle around the bed then finnaly the walls. To end everything he placed the chains on your hands and feet then connected to each end of the bed. The rest of the stuff he just put next to the bed and laid naked above you waiting for you to wake up.

He knew the drug was strong, but he didnt think it was that strong so he checked the time again and 10 minutes had passed by. Sighing, he began taking the knife and cut a slit on his wrist and placed the wound to your mouth. After a few blinks, you began to wake up and within a second you panked and a minute later realised you were chained.

Weak, scared, targeted, blood covered lips, chained and his favorite vulnerability he finally felt aroused at the sight. With lust in his eyes and an aura darker than night himself, he slowly kissed your cheek.

"Welcome to hell baby" he greeted, confused you closed your eyes and for once prayed you'd be able to wake up in where you left to only get the image of him drugging you and making you pass out. To then opne them and see the same sight.

"Wouldn't that make you?" She paused trying to yank the chains.

"Hades, satan the devil or whatever you humans call me for ruling the underworld. Then yes that's me and as you see, you're caged like a bug trapped in a spider's web. How cute. How naive to trust anyone you've properly met either. " he whispered the last bit in your ear as his lips traveled around your chest and neck leaving hickeys as he moved.

Groaning, you tried yanking the chains hearing a noise and hoping it ment it broke to realise no he fooled you with the sound of his nails knocking on the wood.

"Got you" he chuckled as you began scared, moving his lips towards your breast he sucked softly getting slight moans from your mouth. "Mm good girl continue with it an d maybe I'll spare your soul" he joked, sucking and groaning your other breast with his hands. Ignoring him and forcing your mouth to close. He raised an eyebrow and sat up, he then looked at your mouth and then his length.

"That wasn't smart now was it dsrling?" He asked, as his crouch hovered your mouth and his length being rubbed on your face as the other hand rested on the wall. "Noe open wide and if not, I can allways just shove it. Dont think about biting as i can manually remove teeth of needed" he mentioned as tears rolled down your eyes as he slowly entered his length.

"Good girl, suck it like that" he groaned, slowly moving his hips all the way in and out. With doing so he admired the trlaclesnt salty wetness driping from her eyes that he took a finger and wiped it. Caressing her face as he continued thrusting and groaning till he felt hard enough and then pulled out. Wiping her eyes again he grabbed the lube and posed the non negotiable question of

"May I pretty angel, take this as mine?" He whispered softly as he leaned down to her ear. Nodding yes a tear ran and he licked it clean, causing a slight shiver down her body. "Good" he replied, putting lube around his own length and stoking it on.

"If you cum on me will I get pregnant?" You asked shyly.

"Mm, well yes and that's my goal princes or should I say queen. Your body is mine after all." he tells, taking his fingers and tracing a cross between your chest as he watches a dark mark appear in a mini cross between your chest.

Crying harder knowing you've not only been kidnapping, but there was an even little chnace of seeing your family friends and well your little pet. "I love when you cry my love" he said softly as his fingers softly rubbed against you clit and his lips attach to yours. Knowingly you kissed back and surprisingly it felt like comfort but tasted like sin and poison. One your body will soon adapt to. As your mouths moved in unison, his fingers rubbed softly around your bud and you were finally able to relax and enjoy the feeling. He had an undeniable hold on your body, one your soul started to grow a liking too the longer her rubbed and kissed your lips. Soon you became hungry for more and grinded against his hand and with the hint he rubbed quicker as you moaned down his throat and his free hand now snaking behind your back. Moaning more you called his name, in which he loved begging you to say again.

"YOONGi!"you moaned louder as his stomach and cock felt it making it twitch slightly. stoping his finger he guided his tip and put his chin on your neck and slid in slowly, taking his time as you adjusted before moving faster. You pulled the chains trying to hold onto him but he shook his head no and softly held your body up with the help of the chains and began pounding into you.

No it was not a speed nor length you were used to, but the feeling you could by a heartbeat. You legs became weak, your back arched hard, your mouth could only stay open and your head was in a daze as he fucked you without mercy. His length was big enough to make you scream from the top of your lungs and beg for more. He loved that and too started moaning which soon started to sound like deep breathes and heavy grunts. He loved the warm, pulsing feeling of your pussy on him as it dripped with cum around him.

"Ah, fuck, That's hot!" he moaned loudly. Moving his hips closer, he pushed his length in deeper and the sounds of his hips crashing into yours echoed the room. You were now at a point of no return, all you could do was moan and take him, which only increased his horniness and overall arousal.

"I'm close!" yoongi groaned and panted as his hips movements slowed down, but the deepness was still there. Shopping, yoongi's body out of tiredness fell on top of yours and he kissed your neck softly. Without enough energy to pull out, he came deep, groaning in your neck and laying still. Both overly fucked out and deep breathing, laid there until yoongi got enough energy to unchain your hands and drink from the cup of blood that started to reek and fill the room. The room that once smelt like lavender and vanilla now smelled like sex and sheep's blood. Leaning down to kiss you, you kissed back with your body begging to ache like hell and body starting to contort you screamed in pain. Whispering something into your neck, he held you close to his chest as you grabbed and scratched his back till the blood came from it.

"Submit and it'll go quickly." he whispered tired as can be. Taking his advice, you closed your body and let it take over. Suddenly your eyes and hair became white as a dove and the pain stopped. Not only did he claim you as his, the kiss of blood crowned you queen of the underworld.

They laid naked as each could no longer have the strength to get up, but hold each other in a soft hug. Comferting and relaxing, considering what had to happen. They slept wedded that night, perfectly times as the full moon was now full and the ritual circle could light up red as the two came into harmony.

[soupbabe]

hi i had seen you did the crusaders with a chubby s/o but i was wondering if you can do one with the duwang gang and a chubby s/o? please and thank you king!

Part 4 characters w a Chubby! S/O

Did I extend this to more than the Duwang Gang? Yea. Why? Because everyone in jjba would love and spoil a chubby S/O. Araki told me himself it's canon

Josuke Higashikata

He really isn't one to focus on looks in a relationship

The first thing he would love about you would be your personality, it's just a plus that you have a nice body !!

Literally you are so perfect to him omg he can't help but to smile like an idiot when you're around

On the weekends/during summer break when you're not in your school uniform and just a pair of shorts and a tank top he just melts omg

You look so good!! He's respectful with it and not roaming his eyes everywhere, but that won't stop his blushing when he sees your plush form walking over to him

He loves your thick thighs so much

Perfect pillows for when he's having a rough day

When spending time together he will do anything he can just so he can lay down on your thighs

Sometimes when you both are getting ready to go to bed he does it and lets you comb your fingers through his hair

Okuyasu Nijimura

I do headcanon Okuyasu as a bit chubby so in my mind he has no room to judge

Not that he would in the first place

First time he saw you he (not so subtlety) whispered to Josuke that he thought you were hot

He would want to hug you so much and be all over you

You're just really soft to him and like?? It's heaven

Dates to Tonio's is a must

You're a growing y/n he has to treat you right

Please don't be insecure about eating in front of him, he's literally the best at making an atmosphere more comfortable

His favorite part of you might be your chubby cheeks

He enjoys squishing them from time to time, lovingly calling them your "chipmunk cheeks"

Koichi Hirose

A lot of characters in this aren't the shallow type and Koichi is no exception!

You're just so nice and caring towards him it just makes his heart go fast around you

Absolutely loves holding your chubby hands they're just so soft to him and so comforting

Same with hugs he loves getting hugs from you

Yea it leaves him a blushing mess but it's so worth it

He loves laying on your big tummy so much

He could easily fall asleep, face buried in the soft flesh

Probably the best sleep he got, would recommend sleeping on a chubby y/n again

Rohan adores chubby bodies

Rohan Kishibe

Loves giving you designer clothes

Plus if you're more confident in yourself, it makes him like 3x more attractive omg

You look so pretty/handsome/whatever you prefer when the clothes he bought you bring out your favorite parts of your body and your curves

He loves drawing you so much

He calls you his muse a lot

If you're ever having one of those bad days where your body doesn't just "look right" to you, Rohan would simply tell you that you're very attractive and that there's nothing to worry about

Later on he would show you all of his drawings of you, capturing your beauty like no other

Hell, he could take a tiny insecurity like a double chin and make it look like the prettiest thing to exist in his artwork

He loves your stretch marks so much

When you two have the down time to just do nothing but be lazy in bed, he loves tracing them in silence

Yoshikage Kira

This man doesn't care what you look like

You only got his attention when your hands touch when he dropped something and you went to give it back to him

Yes, he usually went for slim, more feminine hands, but yours was just so soft and he thought your chubby little fingers were the cutest

Although you weren't a Mona Lisa, he still was a changed man

It was then when he saw the rest of you and thought that you were stunning

He checked his watch, mentally cursed himself for running late to work

He gave you a business card with his number on it and asked you out to lunch as a thank you

He loves having lunch with you

You two holding hands while you both talked about your day was the highlight of his

He loves giving you rings and watches, he thinks it just makes your hands shine through and he says that you deserve to be pampered

That being said he absolutely loves your hands

How his slender and somewhat bony fingers perfectly fit with your pudgy ones makes him smile

Yukako Yamagishi

Oh you're perfect to her!

So soft, you're like her personal teddy bear!

It's surprising if your self esteem hasn't risen even a little bit once you're with her

She loves complementing you so much

Will steal your clothes

And guess what.

She's another character I headcanon as plus size so you both are going to be stealing each others clothes

Best home cooked meals wow

Will make sure you get everything you need and aren't skipping meals

She would be so scary if she finds out that you aren't taking care of yourself

She cannot choose her favorite part of you

You ask her and she will say all of the above

Toshikazu Hazamada

He doesn't get out much tbh

I'll be honest anime/manga has definitely risen his expectations when it comes to appearance for a s/o

Gotta wait til he gets humbled shorter if you ever want to be with him

By then he should get it through his head that not everyone is going to have the flat stomach or big muscles as anime might have him believe

I feel like after that he might be open to collecting more diverse anime figurines, including the cute chubby anime mascots you can find online

When you said that you had feelings for him he grew so flustered that he actually accepted

It doesn't matter what you really look like to him anymore, if you like him he would like you back

Please let him sit in your lap and let him hug you

Would constantly suggest you to cosplay a character from his figurine collection

He wants his anime fav come to life you would make him so happy

Something just tells me that he would really like flabby arms tbh

The feeling of your squishy arms around him when you two hug makes his heart go so fast and his face so red

Loves cuddling up and laying his head on your arms