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5 Signs You're Learning to Function as a Schizoid Without Burning Out
Many people with schizoid traits gradually come to realize that functioning in a world driven by social expectations, emotional availability, and constant interaction requires more from them than it does for others. While mainstream life encourages more visibility, more communication, and more emotional labor, schizoids often adopt an opposite strategy: doing less, but doing it deliberately. Over time, some of us develop sustainable ways to function that don't push us into emotional fatigue or sensory overload.
Here are five signs you're learning to function as a schizoid without burning out:
1. You Prioritize Solitude Without Guilt Instead of forcing yourself to be more social or emotionally available, you start protecting your solitude like it's oxygen. Itâs no longer something you justify or feel bad about... itâs a necessary part of your functional strategy. You may block out parts of the day or week that are non-negotiable alone time, knowing that without it, your internal world becomes compromised.
2. You Set Boundaries Without Needing to Explain One of the clearest signs of growth is when you stop overexplaining your distance. Whether itâs saying no to a call, stepping out of a group setting, or choosing not to disclose emotional content, you begin to hold your boundaries as valid... whether others understand or not. This isnât defensiveness. Itâs efficiency. Youâre not trying to be misunderstood; youâre managing energy for survival.
3. You Choose Functional Roles Over Social Ones Rather than striving to be liked or seen as friendly, you aim for clarity and efficiency. Roles that allow you to contribute meaningfully while keeping interpersonal demand low become preferable. You might gravitate toward jobs, routines, or even domestic arrangements that allow for structure, solitude, and minimal emotional labor. You still show up... you just stop pretending to be someone else when you do.
4. You Create Mental Scripts to Minimize Energy Drain Social interactions that once felt unpredictable start to become manageable because you build internal scripts. Whether it's pre-planned responses, patterned conversation formats, or exit phrases, you develop methods for keeping social engagement short and contained. This isn't manipulation... it's a form of pacing. Predictability means you use less mental bandwidth, leaving more room for your actual interests and thoughts.
5. You Accept Emotional Distance as a Constant, Not a Problem Rather than trying to fix your lack of emotional expressiveness or feeling "broken" because of your detachment, you start to see it for what it is: a stable baseline. Emotional distance isn't emptiness. It's structure. You learn that your range of experience is valid, even if it doesn't match external norms. This allows you to stop chasing emotional access that might never feel organic, and instead, to work with the range you have.
Summary... Functioning with schizoid traits doesnât mean trying to become more like everyone else. It means learning to recognize how you operate, and making deliberate choices that protect your inner world while allowing you to survive the outer one. Budgeting energy, protecting solitude, and avoiding unnecessary emotional strain arenât avoidance patterns... theyâre signs of mastery.
Some people might not understand why you move the way you do. But for those of us on the schizoid spectrum, these adjustments can mean the difference between burning out and building a life thatâs actually livable.
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#schizoid pd#schizoid#schizoid dynamics#schizoid personality disorder#schizoid vision#cluster a#szpd#schizoid adaptations#schizoid defenses
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You're still Jimin biased right?
I'm a little confused why you haven't been posting about the hate he (and his family) have been getting lately. At first I thought "Oh, maybe she's too busy", but then I see you responding to random Taekooker anons and it just feel like you're ignoring... or not caring about Jimin.
I really liked your blog because even while supporting Jikook, you still supported ALL SEVEN of the members. But now it doesn't feel that way (to me at least) anymore.
Also while I'm glad people are supporting Yoongi, lots of them are dropping Muse and Who to do so. That doesn't seem ok.
Jimin is selfless and kind, but he's an artist too and people shouldn't take advantage of his kindness even to help others. As ARMYs shouldn't we be supporting ALL of the members? We can show we support and love Yoongi while not abandoning Jimin. At least that's what I believe.
If you don't want to post about Jimin, could I at least know why?
Because honestly it seems like you're not actually OT7, and if not then I'd like to unfollow đ
Hopefully you'll answer me, even if it's not through this ask directly!
I still hope you're happy and healthy though đ
#i never wanted to be a âcontent createrâ#and this is why#the demands people make of your time and energy#that they feel entitled to make#i dont get off on the victimizing of JM that most of the anon asks i get about this are#notice that i havent answered any asks about YG either#just reblogged helpful posts and links with actions to take#feel free to unfollow if you want#i couldn't care less#im always ot7 and thats not something worth questioning#even if you decide im not if im not performing it to your satisfaction
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learning abt friendship decay and "not reaching out to your friends for months at a time unprompted is not neurotypical behaviour" has me feeling a certain way
#experiencing some BIG FEELINGS OVER THIS REVELATION#listen i have never ever been bothered abt not seeing someone in a while or making time to talk to them bc in my mind its like not thst muc#time has passed. i mean it with every fibre of my being that when im like 'oh its ok even though we havent talked in a while and have our#own things going on it doesnt mean we're not friends anymore since we left things on a good note 8 months ago' i sincerely believe that#and for the longest time i just thought everybody makes peace with it at some point and not automatically assuming the other person doesnt#wanna talk to me anymore or smth. my longest lasting friendships are with ppl who work the same way i just thouhght that was normal#whatever organ everybody has that makes them reach out to their friends and plan hang outs i probably dont have it#i was already hesitant to ask out Alex bc i spend almost every waking hour doing smth that isnt talking to ppl unless they happen to be in#the vicinity. and at first it was bc i planned on making sure i had everything set up so i dont get stressed out and do it one at a time#but then i find out theres a friendship decay mechanic? and after dating and marrying someone you lose -10 friendship points for every#day u dont talk to them?? actually ive probably been losing friendship points this whole time without knowing bc of this?????#and i notice a lot of my own habits are also reflected in how i play bc ive been avoiding getting close to pierre and marnie since its more#of a professional relationship. like i know theyre npcs but im approaching it the way i would in real life its fucking nuts#i think its a little relieving im playing /as/ a character than myself bc as im playing im just making up little interactions in my head#than approaching things the way i would myself so it takes a bit of the stress off trying to put myself in there as a spectator. but well#being in a relationship demands a certain amount of energy even more so when theyre things that already take up energy on its own#like making time to talk to your partner and make sure they know theyre loved. i dont always have energy to put all my mental focus into it#and this is true for real life so im not really bothered by not dating anyone. but when its a game and i want my character to be with someo#and i know its fully optional and i know i could just apply the same logic to this i dont /want/ to. sometimes i want to experience#the same things other people do at least to a certain degree without the same emotional andmental stakes#no offense krobus#yapping#stardew#stardew valley#puppy plays sdv#sdv#this game has me by the ankles man
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Oh, I see. You and all your little friends are just too DUMB to understand. Too low IQ. The arguments sure is convincing.
Iâm not kidding they really are saying somewhere out there that Kripke couldnât possibly understand what it means to be blue collar because to do that, youâd have to have read about the value of a linen coat (which is not directly related to any of this btw) from Marxâs Das Kapital. Kripke of course couldnât possibly have read it, and if you havenât read it, you canât possibly understand anything about class. You have to have read Theoryâ˘ď¸ to understand what it means to be *looks down my nose at people who I assume Have Not Read All The Books That I Did* blue collar *sips from tea cup with my pinky out, chortling*
#and like. all of this misses that sam and dean exist in the context of their story/universe#and that they are very clearly and repeatedly treated as low class/working class by people around them in universe (especially dean)#Anyway the original thing being said was that maybe when people make extreme assumptions about dean...#itâs tied to their perception of him as low class in the context of his universe and/or ours#Saying people who (you assume) haven't read the theories you have are Too Stupid And Uneducated to understand#what it means to experience stereotyping based on class is a self callout lending to the original point being made...#AKA you like to make assumptions about people based on classist stereotyping. you told all of us that with your whole chest.hope this helps#Add that the value of a linen coat is an example in Das Kapital known to have been written in an overcomplicated manner#(even Marx himself acknowledged this)#that's especially hard for modern readers to grasp (also limiting it's use valueâsee what i did thereâas a metaphor for a modern show)#and that it relates to theories on the value of COMMODITIES which has little to NOTHING to do with what we're talking about in of itself#and the pretentiousness of mentioning that in particular as a show of Kripke's alleged educational deficiencies just bleeds off every pore.#pony tail guy from the "how 'bout them applesâ scene in Good Will Hunting demanding regurgitation of irrelevant info type behavior#âhee hee if you asked him about the value of a linen coat he'd shrivelâ *chortles again in degree i think makes me superior*#real âhe doesn't know about the three seashellsâ energy for some complete stranger. But like if you also didn't know#what the seashells were for and walked around with poop running down your legs all of the time#Like jesus fucking christ you people are insufferable.#mail
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the average person doesn't expect you to be a perfect ethical consumer, that's not possible for the vast majority of us. but what youre saying is it's better to do nothing at all and choose the worst possible options (sweat shops, overseas shipping waste, idea/product theft, all wrapped up in SHEIN) than to put even the tiniest effort in where you can.
[they are referring to this post]
What I said was "some people are doing literally everything they can to survive and have no extra bandwidth to spend extra time and money on their purchases, and it is cruel and therefore un-punk to gatekeep punkness and add additional shame to these people's lives based on that fact."
I think it's still a good thing to try to ethically consume; I literally never said it wasn't. I had never even heard of SHEIN before. Rather, I am much more concerned about what I saw as arbitrary gatekeeping based on ability and income.
And frankly how dare you claim that I am supporting sweatshops and abuse by saying that this additional work you are demanding (in this case, presumably, vetting every clothing company you buy from) is not always possible for people. It is not a light accusation to accuse me of supporting abuse.
"How dare you say we piss on the poor", Etc. đ this isn't Twitter. You are determined to enforce moral purity, but you are failing to see the nuance.
Because when I say "no extra bandwidth," I mean no extra bandwidth. This is not the "car shows it's on E but actually secretly it has a lot of gas left" situation that abled people constantly assume disabled people mean when they say they are at their limit.
This is "the car has stopped moving, and to move it I'd have to break my body pushing it." This is "at a certain point, people will hit a wall in terms of money and time and energy, and any energy spent after that comes directly out of their life force."
So the argument "okay but just spend a little more time money and energy actually" is not a valid one.
And the argument "if you are not able to do this specific task, then it means you're not doing anything else to make the world a better place" doesn't exactly impress me either. You said yourself that it is impossible to be a perfectly ethical consumer for most people.
How do you know what else people are doing to resist oppression? How many hours per week until your standards are met?What if someone works 3 jobs? Does that mean it's harder to be a good person if you're poor?? Why do you get to decide what specific avenue of bettering the world is the most morally repugnant or acceptable? What kind of proof of goodness and effort would make you satisfied enough to lay off on the shame?? Who are you helping??
Clothing is a fundamental human need, and some of us have to buy cheap fucking clothes quickly. Billionaires are buying their seventh yacht this month. The people who own fast fashion companies are abusing their workers and putting local affordable clothing stores out of business - and this applies for basically every company with price points that low because governments are failing to regulate corporations to enforce basic human rights.
I have $300 to spend on a new wardrobe as my old clothes have fallen apart or become too small. Do you have a way for me to get a new winter coat, 3 flannels, 10 shirts, 3 dress shirts, new sandals, 10 pairs of pants, 5 bras, 12 pairs of socks, and 10 pairs of underwear within that budget and also definitely 100% ethically sourced, with free returns in case it doesn't fit? Or will I simply have to use the cheap stores?
I have about an hour to spend on this per week. Many mainstream stores doesn't make clothes in my size, and I am now in *year 5* of needing an electric wheelchair and being unable to get one; plus I live up a flight of stairs, so I can't even bring my walker out with me - so thrift shopping is not gonna cover this. Should I continue to wear small and tattered clothing until I have the time, money, and energy to meet your standards?
Did you know there are more empty homes in this country than homeless people? If I decide to splurge on only 100% ethically-produced products, and I can't make rent, and I become homeless, are YOU going to be there for me?? Or are you too busy litigating the endless tiny shames of poverty in your own community?
So I ask you again, are you SURE this is where you want to direct your punk energy?
Because there are a whole lot of rich people relying on people like us punching down and to the side instead of looking up to see where the money is going.
Because energy and time, as it turns out, are limited resources. And I would never expect you to secretly have more than you claim to have.
#original#punk#hopepunk#cripplepunk#i swear to god#reading comprehension website#how dare you say we piss on the poor#jfc 'what you're saying is we should do nothing' - what I'm saying is YOU are doing nothing by enforcing this boundary#you have to give people more credit than this. i believe you want a better world too. and it would be cool if you used your energy to#instead ask 'how do i fight for the people in my community to be clothed and have the time and income to shop ethically?'#or 'how do i support activism that pushes for regulation that could control these companies?'#monitoring how poor people spend money is a supremely Republican thing to do. as is demanding clear moral purity from every scenario.#you want a better world too. you want to demand your peers do better. - fine. good.#but you need to be asking if you have remembered and included everyone's needs when making statements like this.#capitalism is all for forgetting about poor and disabled people and refusing to believe their limits.#shame is a necessary weapon in fighting greed but it IS a weapon. be so careful where you point that shit. enough shame can kill a person#and a lot of us are already defending from it from all sides.#shaming a person who is already at their limit for not doing more is an act of cruelty. think very carefully about what that means please.#i literally don't even know what SHEIN is lol i just know classism when i see it#but I've had friends whose clothes were visibly falling apart with no income and so much so shame so deep in their hearts they were dying#and if they had seen that post it would have made them even sicker and gotten them no closer to the dignity of being properly clothed#shame is a weapon and /you need to be careful!!!!/
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genuinely, how do people with fibro hold jobs? ive always felt like my fatigue stops me more than the pain, but i can do stuff if i get enough sitting time, so lately ive felt shitty for not working when others seem able to. worse, because i wouldnt want to work even if i could, so im almost relieved i cant.
but genuinely what the fuck. how do yall do this. theres "pushing through it" and then theres...whatevrr this is. packing up the house the last three days is making feel worse than death, my back hurts so much. and its not even that bad other than my mum freaking out and my stepdad doing half the job, a full physical 12 hour shift would be equal to this and i cannot do it. i couldnt do 9 hours a week two weeks in a row!! im convinced some of yall either don't actually have chronic pain OR theres something far worse going in with my body than fibro.
#like i do need a mobility aid some days#most of the time i go out i keep my cane on me if it isnt a quick trip anyway#but i need to lean i need a crutch#i just dont have one bevause i cant fold it up and tuck it in a bag when i dont need it#like im at the point where the idea of a shitty cheap wheelchair for trips to museums or into the city is really appealing#it would be such a relief#but i feel bad wanting that when some people are so much worse than me#but then i meet others with fibro and im like what drugs are you on and where can i get some because i COULD NOT handle that#my tattoo artist who i LOVE has it and like...girl i ger that you have to make money you need to support yourself because your husbands#doesnt make enpugh for the whole family and also you enjoy what you do#but oh my god???? how????#is yours just not as severe as mine? do i not have fibromyalgia and its actually soemthing worse??#why does fibro have such a range like this??#cause i couldnt keep a job enough to pay the bills no matter what id try#i can barely handle the things i enjoy#ive lost my ability to write bevause of brain fog ive lost my drawing motivation because of migraines...#im really good at appearing unaffected#im good at keeping the invisible disability invisible but fuck i cant understand how some of yall are able to work despite it?#im really looking forward to moving the sea air genuinely eases me but even on medication i wasnt olay enough to hold a job#im too inconsistent in my energy levels and everything feels too demanding#imso tired and sore and scared itll always get in the way even if i live according to my needs#i dont want to miss out on life anymore
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Hey as a super introverted but not shy person I'd just like to say the jokes about extroverts "adopting" introverts to "get them out of their shell" are actually completely unfunny and it just goes to show how little respect a lot of y'all have for the fact that we genuinely don't want excessive social interaction and that y'all are forcing us to do something that brings us extreme physical and mental discomfort because you perceive our introversion as a failing rather than as purely a difference in personality.
We don't need your "help" to socialize. We're not children. We're simply not interested in spending every waking second of our lives talking to people and being talked at in return.
#again i scream from the rooftops that there is a monumental chasm between being shy and actually being an introvert#a shy person is someone who's afraid of social interaction. an extrovert can be naturally shy.#a shy person can WANT lots of social interaction but simply have not learned to feel comfortable in social situations.#people who are just very introverted simply have little desire or capacity for excessive human interaction.#we're not âafraidâ of it. we just don't enjoy it and it wears us out.#you don't need to swoop in and save us because we can't handle ourselves. we're perfectly fine thank you#extroverts are constantly demanding that we get out of our comfort zones but few of you are willing to make the alternative more comfortabl#if you're a very extroverted person please do not take it upon yourself to jokingly âadoptâ introverts you meet.#it's not funny and it's not helpful. it's irritating that you perceive our quietness and low social battery as something that needs âfixing#we won't miraculously learn to love and be comfortable with excessive human interaction. that's not how we're wired and that's OKAY#i'm honestly getting so sick of the âthe lonely introvert and the extrovert who adopted themâ memes#i can guarantee you that if you are an extrovert who operates this way then your introvert âfriendâ is actually probably very uncomfortable#and just don't want to say anything because they think it would be rude to bring up the fact that they don't want what you want from them#this does NOT mean extroverts and introverts cannot be friends nor am i saying all extroverts are annoying or that they all do this#i'm simply saying that if you are very extroverted and you have a friend who's very introverted#then it's on you to be aware of your introvert friend's limited social battery and STOP pressuring them to just âput up with itâ#don't spend every second with them constantly talking. be willing to spend some time just in the quiet.#be willing to let them bow out of something if they're exhausted and are low on social energy.#don't expect them to want to come to every meeting or party or get-together because it WILL drain them completely.#be willing to let them spend time alone when they need to to recharge.#letting an introvert cool off and recharge when they need to is ALWAYS going to make social situations less stressful for them.#PLEAAAAASE take their feelings into account and understand that they do NOT perceive social interactions the way you do.#most very introverted people do not find socialization relaxing or invigorating. they don't do it to unwind#they have to unwind AFTER lots of social interaction#that's about it. thank you and good night
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so many of the transfems i know spent their time pre-transition performing a kind of lifelong exercise in self-deprivation, the goal of which was to find out exactly how little a person needed to live. they starved themselves, dressed carelessly, shunned friends, and hollowed themselves out so as not to be burdens on anyone but themselves.
i see it now, too, in the girls around me. i'll ask if they want care â a home-cooked meal, relaxed company, sex without the expectation of reciprocation â and they say no, no, thank you, i don't need it; what would you like, what do you want, because in their head they're still doing that awful calculus, still training themselves to disappear in the eyes of the people around them.
i don't think i'd have died without transition â not in the conventional sense, at least â but to take that leap, i had to stop thinking of myself as a human experiment in fuel-efficient living and start nurturing the anemic, atrophied flame of desire in my heart. i had to learn to eat well, to exercise, to style myself beautiful, but harder than that, i had to learn to ask the people around me to work on my behalf in order to enrich my life and give me the things i wanted.
and i did it; i learned. and it was agony, but courage is a muscle you can train, and every day i get better at accepting gifts with the hungry gratitude i never learned in my years and years as a sad, scared, lonely boy.
so be patient with the trans girls in your life. better than that: be proactive, attentive, generous; be forceful, if you have to, and learn to distinguish real discomfort from the terrified reflex of self-denial that so many of us once learned to rely on.
and if you are so lucky as to love a trans girl, you must insist upon her. you must insist upon her happiness, her comfort, her pleasure, and her rest, because she may still not yet know how to make those demands for herself. if you can devote any amount of energy to becoming an engine that nurtures the flame of even a single tgirl then there is a place for you in trans heaven, which as far as i'm concerned is the only one worth going to
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Ruler of the 10th house in the houses
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Here we find natives with a strong presence that is difficult to ignore, they easily achieve the respect and admiration of others. They can give the impression of being powerful, independent and very ambitious. They are very demanding people with themselves and can give off the vibe of being that way with other people. They have charisma and can become very popular, recognized and famous. Responsible, a great work ethic and people who never settle for the minimum. They aspire for great things and are not intimidated by anyone. There is something about their aura that makes them seem like authority figures or truly experts in the fields in which they operate. They can connect more easily with bosses or people with power, and throughout their lives they can meet or surround themselves with many of them, whether on a large or small scale. It bothers them that their efforts are not recognized. These people take their reputation seriously, seek to be respected and will never tolerate rudeness or misconduct towards them. They will not hesitate to defend themselves if they see that their reputation or everything they have worked hard to achieve is being compromised by someone. While they have no problem respecting authority, they will not hesitate to question it in case something seems off.
They are very frank and direct people, especially where their work and ambitions are concerned. These natives have an impressive drive and will always make sure to put all their time, heart and energy into something that excites them or feels worthwhile. Regardless of the relationship with the father, there may be very pronounced differences between them, either in personality or priorities. Despite this, it is likely that they have a similar temperament. They work very well on their own and can achieve greater recognition if they act independently, however when it comes to working as a team, they will always be responsible and productive. They are people with a great capacity to captivate the public and attract their attention, inspiring and motivating them. They constantly feel that they have to make themselves proud, so they can sometimes have strong self-criticism. They usually have jobs that allow them to make important decisions, where they are in charge or something that presents them with a constant challenge. In their work they can be in high demand, respected and needed.
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These natives usually give the impression of being calm people, who are easy to interact with and who have a subtle and elegant charm about them. Your aesthetic and appearance can stand out a lot among people. These natives feel better about themselves when they achieve achievements, when they are able to carry out their plans successfully and when people recognize their efforts. They greatly value their status and reputation, and if the ruler is distressed, other people's opinions are likely to have a great weight on them. These people can enjoy a stable and positive reputation in which they constantly gain people in their favor. They are persevering people who do not give up easily when things are slow or tense.Throughout their lives they can form stable and helpful connections with authority figures, who can provide them with stability in one or more ways. They are polite and kind to people, although they maintain a certain degree of reserve about sensitive or private topics in their lives. People often see these natives as people that have a lot of potential, skills or gifts that can help them achieve success on a large scale.
They give the impression of being people who are in control of their lives, people see them as reliable, trustworthy, and they can come to believe that the natives have their lives in order or resolved. This overlay promises that those who have this will be able to have a job that provides them with economic and emotional stability. These people never compromise their personal values ââor principles for a job, because ethics and being consistent with what they consider correct is more important, which is precisely why they are usually seen as admirable and trustworthy people. Sometimes they fall into the belief that they have to do or achieve things to be worthy. There is a strong desire to build for themselves a life in which they do not lack anything or experience lacks or unsteadiness similar to those of the past. Some of the branches in which they could work are those related to administration, business, finance or any field that manages material resources. It should be added that they can also work wonderfully in any branch of art, as they are people with great ability for detail, design and harmony. They can achieve recognition and/or popularity for the gifts they have related to the planet that rules the 10th house.
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One of the things that stands out a lot about these natives is their intelligence, and they can be seen as people with a lot of knowledge, skill and mental acuity. People see them as people with a certain charisma and a lot of duality, since they are people very capable of adapting to their environments and the people they surround themselves with, making different impressions on people. With a restless mind, these people are constantly focused on their own goals, ambitions and creating plans to get where they want. A perfect mix of spontaneity, strategy and rationality. There are people who prefer to leave important decisions to their mind rather than to their heart, going so far as to overthink things a lot. They have a natural charm for getting along with other people and throughout their lives they can create important connections that can help with their professional life. This overlay usually portends that the natives may have many jobs throughout their lives and even work in many different fields. They are influential communicators and their words usually carry a lot of weight with the people around them, often being the voice of reason or the one whom many turn to for advice.
These people constantly aspire to acquire more and more knowledge in everything that catches their attention, they may have the feeling that they never finish learning. This is precisely why they tend to look for jobs that allow them to continue learning or that at least are intellectually stimulating. They can stand out for having an amazing, very capable mind and may even be admired for their knowledge or skills in various subjects. That interest they have in different fields makes them somewhat indecisive when deciding which area to work in. Despite being people with whom it is easy to establish communication, there is something in the way they communicate that evokes authority and makes those who listen to them remain silent or take them seriously. They can work in areas that allow them to create or improve connections, in which they use their communication skills, such as teaching, writing or something that involves getting a message out there. And we can even add those works in which they are allowed to exploit their creativity and duality, such as art or cinema.
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When encountering this overlay, we can see natives who give the impression of being people who do not share much of themselves, there is reserve and caution in them, however, there is also a certain warmth in them, something that makes them give a feeling of security to those around them, the vibe that they are reliable, attentive and polite. These people know perfectly well which sides of themselves they want to be seen and which sides they don't, and they usually succeed with it. They are people who place high standards or highly prioritize what they call family, there is a strong devotion and dedication to everyone to whom they assign that title, they seek to give them security, love and support. They can be very protective of the people they love. They may feel that one of their parents had to fill in for the other and play both or that one of the parents was absent for much of their life, either physically or emotionally. Natives with this overlay are people with great emotional and affective responsibility, they know how to recognize their mistakes and introspect if necessary. They are responsible and very focused on their emotional ties and do their best to always be there for those they love, providing support and comfort.
These people opt to choose jobs that give them true emotional satisfaction, rather than just doing something for money, they prioritize their peace and emotional well-being and will not risk it for some money. This aspect favors a positive, warm and pleasant relationship with authority figures, people with whom there is a long age difference and even with bosses. Their reputation is important to them and they will not do anything that risks or compromises it. At work they can become highly appreciated and admired by others, it is very possible that they find that feeling of home in the work environment, with co-workers and bosses. They tend to balance their work and family, sometimes pushing themselves too hard to give the same dedication to their role as workers as their role as parent/son/sister. They don't like feeling like they don't do enough to stand out or do a good job in class, nor do they like feeling like they don't do enough to make their special people feel their love. They may have jobs related to real estate, dealing with the emotions or needs of other people, or in general jobs in which they have to take care of something or someone.
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There is something captivating in the way these people show themselves, they have a charisma and charm that is easily noticeable by people. They tend to attract attention and recognition quickly, likewise, these natives can be greatly adored by people. They have a strong stage presence and can stand out a lot in their hobbies, managing to gain fame, popularity or recognition through their talents. People perceive them as empowered, imposing, confident and as a person who recognizes their value. They are considered very attractive people and have the possibility of attracting the person they want. They have the ability to attract the attention of people with power, influence or high status. They are people who have high standards in romance, they will never settle for little and they need to be able to feel proud and admire their partner. It should be added that they may prefer people who have more experience than them.
One or both of their parents may have placed many expectations and demands on them, and as they grew up, they maintained that attitude, becoming perfectionists or even overly critical, especially when doing activities that they are genuinely passionate about. These natives are endowed with a lot of ambition, a strong desire to show their worth, to have everything they ever wanted and to be able to enjoy their life without worrying too much. They have a strong self-love and throughout their lives they will try to build it and work on themselves, they learned to have themselves as a priority and not let anyone question their value or feel that it could affect them. These natives compete with themselves, but never back down from a challenge. These people look for jobs in which they are allowed to express themselves freely, and will opt to choose jobs that they are genuinely passionate about and bring them joy. They are not afraid of being in the spotlight so they can also be successful in positions of power or important positions. They can turn their hobbies into profitable work, they can easily stand out regardless of the branch they dedicate themselves to. The career they choose is likely to make them more in touch with their inner child. They shine easily and are capable of changing the mood of the room they arrive in for the better.Â
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These people can occupy a very good position at work and will easily earn the recognition, appreciation and support of their co-workers, even their bosses. They are usually seen as very capable people, their intelligence is something they stand out for, as well as their skills. They are people with an aura of someone you don't mess with, they are people who won't hesitate to call you out if they need it, there is something about them that naturally evokes authority and professionalism. It usually portends the appreciation and admiration of co-workers who work in lower positions than you, who may want to be like you in some way. They are people who stand out for their great work ethic. It is very likely that from a very young age they have felt that they have to assume great responsibilities or do the work of others, which leads them to become quite frustrated. Likewise, they were able to experience their parents' tendency to demand too much from them and, depending on what the regent does, even ignoring their needs in order to achieve or achieve things. They are somewhat nervous people who have a great need for achievement, believe in hard work and do not like to feel unproductive or have that feeling that they are not doing much. They set very high standards for themselves, and although they do not rationally seek perfection, they do things that seem like they do.
Strong self-criticism, they may be too harsh on themselves and feel that they aren't doing enough. These naives are very disciplined and dedicated people in what they give importance to. They can be excellent leaders, as they balance this search for results, that their workers explore and use their potential, but they also understand the limits of others and do not seek to exploit them or push them to the limit. Despite this self-oriented and success-oriented personality, they are people who people see as trustworthy, whom they can rely on or ask for advice, but above all, people who do not lose their humility and humanity even if they work in high positions or if they achieve great things. They can choose jobs in which they need to do some type of analysis, in which they focus on the well-being of people or other living beings, or in which they can maintain control or monitoring. It can cause fear or anxiety to feel that they do not achieve great things or on their own.
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Without trying too hard, these people can project a natural charm, one that makes them be surrounded by people and transmit good feelings to others very easily. They tend to have a great reputation, people see them as nice people, who are easy to like and easy to interact with or connect with, likewise, people see them as people with a strong sense of justice, someone who He treats people kindly and knows how to be diplomatic without compromising his independence. They can attract people, from admirers, people who want to be like them or even people who are somewhat envious of them. In the native there is this mixture of empathy and orientation towards others, with a strong personal power, which can make them fascinating to the people who know them. Many of these natives can get along naturally with people with higher positions or status, becoming liked and respected by them. In fact, it is very likely that the person they are going to marry will be someone who is very successful, great professionals and very importantly, someone whom the native really admires and respects.
Marriage and its relationships can bring recognition and/or popularity to the native. These people aspire to a marriage, or in general relationships of any kind that are long, lasting and with people who not only show their support with words, but with actions. They will attract people who are older than them, whether in experience, age or wisdom and, as expected, this overlay also causes the future couple to be someone focused on work, achieving their goals and being very successful. Returning to the topic of their work life, these natives can choose to work in positions that allow them to interact with people, unite people or mediate between them. Laws and organization can play a very important role in your jobs. They can gain the support, affection and admiration of the public very easily and it may even be the case that, in cases of having clients, they are very loyal to the native no matter what. It not only applies to clients, but they can attract work partners, colleagues or long-term partners who are compliant and consistent with them.
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These people usually project an enigmatic or intense image. They can be perceived as reserved people, but with a strong personal magnetism that intrigues others and makes them feel attracted to them. Even if they are not overtly dominant, others often notice that they have an imposing or influential presence. They can generate respect or even intimidation, even if it is unintentional. It is easy for them to awaken complex, strong and intense emotions in others, often even just by their presence. These people are often seen as influential figures, although they do not necessarily seek fame. Your reputation may revolve around your ability to solve complex problems, handle delicate situations, or be there for others in times of crisis. Status, success and power is very attractive to them and they are likely to feel drawn to people who exude these characteristics. These natives can be very focused on constantly wanting to achieve and achieve things, so much so that sometimes it is difficult for them to relax and take a break, feeling that they can do more and that they should do more. They look for projects or plans with depth that can transform their lives or those of others, avoiding spending their time on superficial or ephemeral things.
Their work tends to be directed toward fields that involve power, shared resources, or transformation. Likewise, it is possible that they choose to take the path of a career where the environment is tense or very busy. An important motivation may be the need to have control over their life and circumstances, especially as it relates to their ability to defend and provide for themselves, their career, and public status. People with this position do not usually show their ambitions directly. They prefer to plan carefully, moving behind the scenes and making sure each step is aligned with their personal goals. Throughout their lives they work on their resilience and can stand out a lot thanks to it. They face many major changes that make them reconsider many times where they want to go and what they truly aspire to in their lives, but no matter the crisis they face, they will always emerge stronger. These people take their time to evaluate whether people or a situation are worth it, although once they set their mind to something, they give themselves completely, devoting all their energy to it.
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These people usually give the impression of being intellectual, open to learning and with a broad approach to life. There is something about their vibe that makes people see them as wise, very experienced and reliable, which makes many people feel at ease with them. There is a mix of energies, between that spirit that seeks to give a deep meaning to life, that which aspires and dreams and this more relaxed vibe that many easily trust or turn to when they need a light on a path of uncertainty. These people have goals aligned with personal and professional growth. They are not satisfied with material achievements; they want to understand the world, expand their minds and contribute to collective progress. They constantly focus on continuing to evolve as people, they have the vibe of old souls but still appear modest, because they feel that there is still much to learn and do. Natives with this overlay tend to be attracted to professions that allow them to grow, travel, continue learning or share ideas. Likewise, these natives can work in areas that allow them to interact with people from other cultures and even travel to other countries constantly. It is possible for them to inspire others by the way they carry themselves, the message they impart or the way in which they relate to them.
Their connection to knowledge and ideas gives them a prestige that is not necessarily linked to material power, but to their wisdom and intellectual achievements. Sometimes they may feel scattered or confused about which path to take, thanks to their wide diversity of interests and abilities. It is very common for them to dream about carrying out plans and have difficulties either starting or finishing them. They can achieve a lot of recognition or fame internationally, sometimes having more appreciation and recognition in countries far from their own. These people have rather internal goals, they are not people who seek to have excesses of money or power, rather to be able to live a life in which they feel full, satisfied and happy, to be able to simply live without stress, without questioning, without fears or doubts, just... live. Connect deeply with people, influence positively and continue to grow, learning about themselves and what is beyond the mundane.
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They give the impression of being responsible, disciplined and reliable people, which makes them stand out in situations where commitment is required and not only that, but also being very well seen and appreciated by authority figures. Even without intending it, they are perceived as authority figures or leaders since there is something in their presence that conveys competence and respect. They are seen as highly focused and having a clear purpose in life. They radiate professionalism, confidence and self-assurance. These people tend to be clear early on what they want to achieve in their professional life, and they work hard to build a solid and respected career. These people aspire to be recognized for their achievements and want to build a legacy that positions them as independent figures who were able to shape their destiny in their own way. Natives with this overlay often achieve high status thanks to their ability to lead and constantly work towards their goals. It is possible for them to build a solid career that provides them not only prestige but also long-term stability. They like to be constant in everything that matters to them, they are not people who make excuses, if something does not matter to them they will make it clear, very clear actually.
These people take the commitments they make very seriously, and it deeply bothers them when people make them and end up not doing their part properly, both in the workplace and in anything that involves not keeping their word. Their strong ambition and focus with their career can make the fear of not meeting expectations paralyzing. They can place very high expectations on themselves and demand too much of themselves, and if they fail or make a mistake, they can be very harsh on themselves. They don't mind being the center of attention or feeling people's eyes on them; on the contrary, they can easily get along with the public. They can become very recognized in their life and even achieve a large amount of popularity. There is something about them that can easily intimidate people, from the power they exude to their attitude, despite that, they can be seen as people with a certain charm behind their professionalism and that confident way of carrying themselves, traits that made them catch the attention and interest of others with ease.Â
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Natives with this overlay usually give a first impression of being approachable, friendly, and oriented toward others. They are seen as someone who knows how to relate and who has a wide or valuable network of contacts. Their intelligence is remarkable and people quickly perceive how knowledgeable they are in their field. They are people with great ideas and goals, who not only seek personal success, but also aspire to contribute to the collective good, so they may prefer to opt for jobs in which they can help other people or contribute something positive to society. Not only do they have ambitions related to their status, but their goals are often aligned with a greater purpose. They stand out a lot for this ability to see the big picture, for realizing what others don't and this contemplative & non-judgmental attitude. It can be very easy for them to empathize with people and, through this, connect meaningfully with them, making them feel seen, understood and appreciated. This overlay also indicates the ease of gaining popularity and/or fame. It is very likely that at some point in their lives these people felt that they had to sacrifice their own desires to meet the expectations of the group or community; This overlay invites you to help others without losing yourself or forgetting what makes you happy along the way.
They can create a strong network of contacts and attract powerful figures as friends or allies. Likewise, these natives can bring friends who support and encourage them a lot in terms of their professional goals, giving them that push of luck when they need it most. And, in return, they seek to provide stability and constancy in their friendships. They highly value friendship and, once they find someone with whom they connect and with whom they form a bond of mutual support, they can be very loyal people. They may project the image of being natural leaders within groups or communities, although in a more collaborative than authoritarian manner, as this is how they pursue leadership. They do not seek to control and impose, they seek to unite and work harmoniously and together, which at the end of the day makes them admirable bosses. They can be successful in jobs related to social media, innovation and technology.
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These natives have the particularity that although they read others very easily, their emotions and the masks others put for the public, people find it very difficult to decipher who these natives really are. Here we find ambiverts who are more inclined towards introversion, they are people with an aura of mystery, mysticism but who usually attract the interest and attention of others easily, even without meaning to. These people fear failure, they fear that this feeling of wandering aimlessly is permanent and that they feel like they have no purpose. They may have faced a lot of criticism during their youth, which made them close off and not let anyone see their true self. They aspire for things beyond the material, a motive, a reason, healing and even a state of peace and tranquility. Their spiritual growth is of great importance to them, and they have this constant search for ways to continue evolving as souls or human beings. In their work they are cooperative people, who easily understand others and seek to help them in order to do the job as best as possible. They are people who can work on something where they are behind the scenes, a job that allows them to function without exposing too much to the public. Despite this, they are people who can attract a lot of attention and, if they are public figures, many of them will give great importance to their privacy.
They don't like to expose everything about themselves and they don't like people trying to get into their lives. Many people tend to project themselves onto them, and sometimes people can idealize them. It is likely that being in the spotlight for a long period of time is uncomfortable for them, as they need time alone to recharge. Likewise, these people want to contribute positively to society or make great and positive changes through their work. They have a strong empathic and altruistic spirit, since they truly enjoy helping other people. There is something about these natives that captivates people, they are able to inspire and move others, perhaps with their way of thinking, their history or how they contribute to the lives of others. Many of them tend to attract envy throughout their lives, especially from authority figures or people older than them. These people can find refuge in their work, focusing their energy and distracting their attention, focusing it on fulfilling their duty instead of dwelling on their mood.
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NO IâM NOT IN LOVE.

âEvery friend of mine, I told them the same, no Iâm not in love.â â You and Lando insisted it was just friendship, nothing more. But your friends saw the truth. Then came the vacation, and suddenly, denying it wasnât so easy anymore. Maybe they had been right all along.
pairing. Lando Norris x fem! reader.
warnings. fluff, teasing, 8k+ words, dual pov (once), friends to lovers, mutual pining, max f. and ria being menaces, idiots in love, partying, drinking, part of 800 event, based on this request, thank you!!
music. No Iâm not in love by Tate Mcrae // Better Off (Alone, Pt. lll) by Alan Walker.
800 event. // event masterlist.
BEING PART OF LANDOâS INNER CIRCLE wasnât something you had planned, wasnât something you had expected, but somehow, it had become one of the best parts of your life. Ria had dragged you into it, nudging you into their world with effortless ease, like she had always known you would fit. And maybe she had been right.
At first, it felt foreign, intimidating even, like stepping into a world already so tightly woven that you werenât sure there was space for you. But then, the late-night talks, the inside jokes, the endless teasingâit all became natural. Slowly but surely, you werenât just with them; you were one of them.
You attended races together, voices blending into the roar of the crowd, your energy infectious, your excitement untamed. Every podium, every heartbreak, every chaotic moment was felt togetherâas a unit, as a family. You werenât just cheering for Lando, you were part of his support, a fixture in the world that had built itself around him.
Quadrant became part of it, tooâridiculous challenges, late-night streams, moments that turned into memories before you even had time to realize it. You had found something rare in them, something that made you feel seen in a way you hadnât before.
And the fans? They loved you.
Your groupâLandoâs groupâbecame something bigger, something people admired, something people wanted to be a part of. You were favorites, the kind of people who lit up a space simply by being in it.
At first, you had convinced yourself that you didnât have a typeâthat attraction wasnât something you could define or categorize, that it wasnât bound by a checklist of qualities or features. You had always believed that connections happened naturally, without logic, without reason, simply falling into place without needing to be explained. But then there was Lando.
Lando, who was richâtwice. It wasnât just about the money, though people always seemed to mention it, but rather the way he carried himself, the way he navigated life with a confidence that was both effortless and earned. There was something magnetic about the way he stepped into a room, how he spoke, how he laughed, how he had the ability to turn the most mundane moments into something that felt special, memorable.
Lando, who was funny in a way that made people want to be around him. It wasnât forced, wasnât rehearsedâit was natural. It came in the teasing comments, the clever remarks, the way he knew exactly how to lift the mood when things felt tense. He knew how to make you laugh when you needed it the most, and somehow, no matter how chaotic he was, you had never grown tired of it.
And Lando, who had always been there. Lingering in the corner of your life, threading himself into moments that shouldâve been insignificant but somehow never were. The way his presence was a constant, never overwhelming, never demanding, but always present. You never questioned it, never considered that maybe, just maybe, it meant something more.
There had always been something between youâsubtle, undeniable, existing just beneath the surface, refusing to be named outright. Sometimes it was the way his eyes lingered a little too long when he looked at you, or the way his body naturally leaned closer whenever you were talking. Other times, it was in the quiet moments, when neither of you said anything, but the silence held an understanding you couldnât quite put into words.
And yet, no matter how many moments hinted at something more, no matter how many lingering glances or stolen seconds stretched between you, you had always agreedâalways insistedâthat you were just friends.
Even if sometimes, it didnât feel like that at all.
So the invitation came casually, like it was the most natural thing in the world, like it was something you were meant to say yes to. Lando had leaned against the wall, arms crossed, that easy, knowing smile tugging at his lips. âIbiza. Summer break. You in?â
And honestly, how could you say no?
The thought of sun-drenched beaches, late-night laughter, music pulsing through warm summer airâit was impossible to resist. But more than that, it was him. It was the group. It was the feeling of belonging, of being part of something bigger than just yourself.
So you didnât hesitate. Didnât even try to rationalize it.
You smiled, shaking your head slightly at how effortlessly he made it sound. âYeah. Iâm in.â
Lando grinned, satisfied, because maybeâjust maybeâhe already knew youâd say yes.
âââ
The sun was high in the sky, casting golden streaks over the beach, the sound of waves crashing in the distance blending perfectly with the hum of laughter and music. It was the definition of a perfect summerâwarm air, cold drinks, good company. You, Ria, Lando, and Max sprawled across the massive deckchair under the shade of the umbrella, bodies relaxed, conversations lazy, time slowing down in the best way.
Lando lay beside you, stretched out, limbs taking up far too much space, his knee brushing against yours every so oftenâa quiet, unspoken kind of closeness that neither of you seemed to mind.
âThis is so boring,â he groaned, turning his head toward you, his eyes squinting slightly against the sunlight.
You rolled your eyes, not even surprised. âI need to tan,â you argued, shifting slightly as if to prove your point. Of course he would complain. He couldnât sit still for more than five minutes without looking for something to do, something chaotic to jump into.
Lando scoffed, stretching out his legs, letting his head fall back against the cushion. âDo you know you can get cancer from tanning?â
Your eyebrows raised slightly. Wow. He was actually pulling out facts? You werenât sure whether to be impressed or annoyed by his sudden concern.
âNot when you use SPF, idiot,â you laughed, nudging his leg slightly with your own.
Max had been the first to stand, stretching lazily, his movements slow and deliberate, like he was only leaving because he had run out of patience rather than genuine excitement.
âIâm going to the water,â he muttered, shaking off the last remnants of comfort before heading toward the shore.
Ria didnât hesitate to follow, already tugging her sunglasses off as she moved. And of course, Lando was right behind them. The three of them couldnât sit still for long, always itching to do something, always needing movement, excitement, a reason to cause trouble.
But you? You were perfectly fine where you wereâlegs stretched, cold drink beside you, the breeze just strong enough to keep the heat from overwhelming.
âIâll stay here,â you told them with a soft smile, adjusting your sunglasses, letting yourself settle deeper into the cushion.
Max and Ria barely acknowledged your response, too caught up in the pull of the waves, but Lando hesitated, his shadow stretching over you, blocking the sun like an intentional challenge. He stood there, arms crossed, amusement tugging at the corner of his lips, his presence suddenly too noticeable.
You sighed, rolling your eyes. âMove, asshole,â you groaned, reaching up to take off your sunglasses so you could properly glare at him.
But the second your eyes met his, your thoughts stalled.
God.
The sunlight caught in his damp curls, highlighting the golden streaks woven naturally into the brown, making them look even messier than usual. His skin was sunkissed, toned, muscles flexing ever so slightly as he shifted his stance. And the way he was looking at you? Like he had already decided something, like you had no real choice in whatever was about to happen next.
âNuh uh,â he murmured, his voice low, teasing, just a little rough from the heat.
And then, without warning, his arms were around you.
Your breath hitched as you were suddenly off the ground, lifted effortlessly into his arms like you weighed nothing, like gravity didnât apply to you in his hands.
Your stomach flipped, pulse hammering against your ribs, as your fingers instinctively gripped at his shoulders, wide-eyed, half-shocked, half-infuriated at the audacity.
Wow. That was attractive.
âWhat are you doing?â you demanded, though your voice lacked any real bite, because you knew. You already knew.
Landoâs grin widened, smug, his grip firm, steady, strong enough to make your pulse skip yet again.
âWhat does it look like Iâm doing?â he teased, taking one slow, deliberate step towards the water.
Landoâs steps grew quicker, his grip firm, his laughter mixing with yours as the inevitability of your fate became very clear. The water loomed closer, waves lapping against the shore, sparkling under the bright summer sun. The scent of salt clung to the air, carried by the gentle breeze, cooling your skin even as your pulse quickened. He was determinedâtoo determinedâeyes glinting with mischief, a playful kind of chaos wrapped around his every movement.
âOh my God, Lando, noââ you shouted, your voice laced with amusement despite the urgency, laughter bubbling past your words as you struggled in his hold. You werenât really trying to break freeâpart of you knew it was uselessâbut the anticipation, the excitement, made every second feel stretched, every heartbeat louder, every breath caught somewhere between thrill and frustration.
âOh my God, Lando, yes,â he mocked, voice dripping with teasing, his grin wide, triumphant, fully enjoying your impending downfall. His feet met the cool waves, sending small ripples through the water, the sand shifting beneath him as he moved forward. He was completely unaffected, entirely confident, enjoying the moment far too much for your comfort.
âPut me down!â you demanded, the words escaping between breathless laughs, your fingers curling around his shoulders, gripping tighter, as if holding onto him would somehow change the outcome.
But before you could plead furtherâbefore you could even brace yourselfâhe threw you in.
The water consumed you instantly, cold and refreshing, wrapping around you in a shocking contrast to the warmth of the sun. The waves pulled at your limbs, weightless for a second before you resurfaced, gasping, blinking rapidly as droplets clung to your lashes, your hair slicked back, your body drenched from head to toe.
Lando stood just a few feet away, hands on his hips, looking absurdly pleased with himself.
âThat was unnecessary,â you huffed, pushing wet strands from your face, sending a small splash his way for good measure.
He merely shrugged, green eyes shining, laughter still lingering on his lips. âNah, that was perfect.â
Ria and Max were laughing behind him, enjoying the spectacle as much as he did, and despite yourselfâdespite the entire situationâyou couldnât help but laugh, too.
Lando barely flinched at the first splash, his smirk growing as he dodged your attempts to soak him further. But you werenât doneâyou wanted revenge, and you werenât going to let him get away unscathed.
Laughing, you moved closer, water sloshing against your legs as you sent another wave of splashes towards him, determined to push him deeper into the ocean. He yelped slightly when you caught him off guard, wiping droplets from his face, his curls dripping, his grin stretching even wider.
âOh, so thatâs how weâre playing it?â he challenged, stepping back as you lunged forwards, pushing at his chest, trying to force him into deeper waters.
âYes,â you declared, hands pressing against him as you fought the resistance.
But Lando was quickâtoo quick.
Before you could celebrate your tiny victory, he grabbed your wrists, spinning you effortlessly, switching the advantage so you were the one struggling to stay upright.
âNot so fast,â he teased, pulling you forward, letting the waves crash around you both, his laughter tangled in the salty breeze.
And just like that, the playful battle turned into something elseâsomething softer, something closer.
Landoâs grip on your wrists tightened just enough to steady you, to stop your playful attack before it could escalate further. His green eyes gleamed with amusement, his smile lazy, smug, entirely too satisfied with how easily he had flipped the situation in his favor.
âI swear to God, Lando,â you laughed, trying to twist out of his hold, your feet stumbling against the shifting sand beneath the waves.
He hummed, pretending to think, the water rising higher around both of you now, cool and refreshing, lapping at your waist. âSwearing wonât help you now.â
You narrowed your eyes, determined, using the element of surprise as you shifted your weight, pushing into his chest with a sudden burst of force.
Lando wasnât expecting it.
His balance tipped backward, his arms loosening just enough for you to break free. And before he could recover, before he could retaliate, you placed both hands flat against his chest and pushed.
The sound of his startled laugh echoed around you as he crashed into the water, disappearing beneath the surface with an exaggerated splash.
Triumph surged through you as you took a step back, grinning, waiting for him to come up for air.
And when he did, when he surfaced, soaked through, blinking against the droplets clinging to his lashes, you knewâyou were in trouble.
Lando pushed his wet curls back, blinking rapidly, water dripping down his face as he wiped his eyes. The smug grin remained, but now it carried something elseâdetermination.
âOh, you think youâve won?â he asked, voice low, teasing, the kind of challenge that sent a thrill of anticipation through you.
You took a cautious step back, pretending innocence, but your own laughter betrayed you. âI mean, I did push you in, soââ
You didnât get the chance to finish your sentence.
Lando surged forward without warning, cutting through the water with ridiculous ease, hands reaching for you before you could fully react.
Your breath hitched, laughter turning into a surprised gasp as his fingers wrapped around your waist, pulling you against him just as the waves crashed around you both. His body was warm despite the chilled water, his grip firm yet playful, locking you in place before you could try to escape.
âPayback,â he murmured, voice closer now, breath brushing against your ear as his hold tightened just enough to make you gasp again.
âOh, noâ,â
âOh, yes,â he grinned, and thenâyou were falling. Straight into the waves.
The cold swallowed you, a rush of adrenaline sparking through your veins as the water curled around you, pulling you deeper before you fought your way back to the surface. You came up gasping, hair soaked, eyes narrowed as you wiped water from your face.
Lando was already laughing, hands on his hips, victorious.
âOkay, fine,â you huffed, swimming closer, splashing at him without hesitation. âNow weâre even.â
Lando only chuckled, stepping back slightly, the playful gleam in his eyes still dangerously present. âAre we?â he asked, voice dropping slightly, teasing, challenging.
Max shook his head, amusement laced in his expression as he watched the chaos unfold. The water still rippled from where you and Lando had been fighting your playful battle, waves catching the sunlight as they curled gently toward the shore. âYou two are like little kids,â he teased, his voice dripping with exasperation, though there was no real annoyance behind his wordsâjust the familiar fondness of someone who had grown entirely used to your antics.
Ria, however, wasnât focused on Maxâs commentary. Her sharp gaze flicked between you and Lando, the playful energy, the laughter, the effortless way you were drawn to each other without even realizing it. And then, when her eyes settled on you, she knew. The way her lips curled slightly, the subtle raise of her eyebrowâit was the universal sign that she had figured something out.
You sighed, already knowing what was coming before she even spoke.
âCome on,â she muttered under her breath, grabbing your wrist with a firm grip, not bothering to wait for your agreement before tugging you toward the shore. The water dripped from your skin as you stumbled forward, the warmth of the sand shocking against your damp feet as you stepped out of the waves, leaving Lando and Max behind.
The summer sun kissed your skin, drying you quickly, though the remnants of saltwater clung to you, lingering like a reminder of what had just happened. The breeze swept in gently, carrying the distant laughter of beachgoers, the scent of sunscreen, and the quiet hum of the ocean stretching beyond the horizon. But none of that matteredânot when Ria turned to you fully, hands on her hips, eyes gleaming with knowing amusement.
âTell me you donât like him,â she challenged, her voice both lighthearted and firm, daring you to deny what she already knew was true. âAnd I swear if you say it, itâll be obvious youâre lying.â
You scoffed, shaking your head, fingers twisting into the hem of your soaked shirt as if grounding yourself in the motion would help.
âI donât,â you insisted, voice steady, too steady, because you were forcing it to be.
But the way Riaâs smirk grewâslow, confident, victoriousâtold you everything you needed to know.
She didnât believe you.
Ria didnât move, didnât let you avoid the conversation, didnât let you brush off the weight of the moment. Instead, she just stared, arms crossed, her head tilting slightly as she studied your expression, waitingâknowing.
You huffed, shifting uncomfortably, kicking at the sand beneath your feet, suddenly hyper-aware of the way your heart was beating just a little too fast.
She wasnât going to let this go.
âYou donât like him?â she repeated, voice thick with skepticism, eyes narrowing slightly.
âI donât,â you reinforced, but it wasnât as sharp this time. It wasnât convincingânot to her, not to yourself.
Ria rolled her eyes, scoffing as she reached for the towel she had tossed onto the chair earlier, shaking out the fabric before tossing it toward you. âOkay, sure. Tell yourself that.â
You caught the towel, gripping it tighter than necessary as you wiped the excess water from your arms. âItâs not like that,â you muttered, avoiding her gaze, keeping your voice neutral, like saying it plainly enough would make it true.
But Ria wasnât buying it.
She leaned in slightly, her voice lower now, softer, but still teasing, still knowing.
Youâre blind if you donât see the way he looks at you.â
Your throat tightened. âRiaââ
âNo, seriously,â she continued, crossing her arms again, watching your reaction carefully. âThe way he looks at you? The way you look at him?â She scoffed, shaking her head. âIf I didnât know any better, Iâd think you two were already dating.â
You laughedâactually laughedâbecause that was ridiculous.
âYouâre reading into it way too much,â you said, shaking your head, draping the towel over your shoulders. âLandoâs like that with everyoneâ
Ria gave you a look, the kind that made your stomach twist.
âOh, babe,â she murmured, smirking now, too confident, too sure. âHeâs not like that with everyone.â
Max let out a laugh, shaking his head as he floated in the water, watching Lando with the kind of knowing amusement that only a best friend could have. The waves rolled gently around them, pulling them in and out with the steady rhythm of the ocean, the sun reflecting brightly against the surface. Landoâs face was mostly unreadableâat least, to someone who didnât know him well. But Max? Max could see it, clear as day, written in every glance, in every slight hesitation, in the way his gaze always found its way back to you.
âYou are making it so obvious, man,â Max muttered, voice carrying just enough teasing to make sure Lando felt it, to make sure he couldnât brush it off like some fleeting thought.
Lando frowned, his brows furrowing just slightly. âWhat?â He sounded genuinely confused, but Max knew betterâknew he wasnât oblivious, just in denial.
Max raised an eyebrow, letting the words come easily, stating them like they were the most obvious thing in the world. âThat you like her.â
The reaction was instantâtoo instant. âWhat?! I mean, I donât,â Lando blurted, but even as he said it, his head turned slightly, his eyes flickering toward the shore, towards you.
You were laughing, your fingers wringing the water from your hair, the sunlight catching in the damp strands, reflecting golden against your skin. There was something effortless about the way you carried yourself, the way you fit so seamlessly into this moment, into his life. And maybe Lando wasnât ready to admit itâto say it out loudâbut the way his chest tightened at the sight of you, the way his breath caught just slightly, was proof enough that he felt it.
Max watched him carefully, waiting for the inevitable, waiting for him to realize what was so blatantly obvious to everyone else.
And thenâLando sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, dropping the fight just slightly. âOkay, maybe a bit,â he admitted, voice quieter now, not defensive, just hesitant. His fingers fidgeted against the surface of the water, his gaze shifting between you and Max, uncertainty laced into his expression. âBut sheâs not interested in me.â
Max scoffed, shaking his head, kicking at the water with his foot, sending small splashes toward Lando in frustration. âBro, are you blind?â
Lando scoffed, shaking his head as if trying to dismiss Maxâs words, but the doubtâthe possibilityâlingered beneath it, stubborn, refusing to leave. His fingers skimmed the surface of the water, fidgeting slightly, his mind turning over the idea even though he wanted to ignore it.
Max sighed, rolling his eyes as he drifted closer, arms lazily cutting through the waves. âMate, seriously. Do you really think sheâd mess around with you like that if she didnât care?â
Lando huffed, shifting slightly, the hesitation obvious now, even if he was trying to play it cool. âShe messes around with all of us.â
Max scoffed again, shaking his head. âNot like that.â
âââ
It was the perfect time for drinks on the beach, for lazy mornings stretched under the sky, for the simple indulgence of summer.
Max and Ria had sent you and Lando on a missionâdrinks for them. And of course, it was just the two of you.
Lando had excused himself to the bathroom as you made your way to the bar alone, the wooden counter smooth and cool beneath your fingertips. The bartender greeted you with a quick glance, his eyes lingering for just a beat too long before his lips stretched into a polite smile.
âHey,â you greeted, returning the expression, casual, effortless. âCan I get two piĂąa coladas and two mojitos?â
The bartender nodded, grabbing the bottles, beginning the careful process of crafting the drinks, his movements precise, practiced. âOf course,â he said, breaking the quiet pause between you. Then, as he worked, he tilted his head slightly, curiosity lining his words. âHow do you enjoy it here?â
You smiled, glancing briefly at the expanse of beach behind you, the waves curling toward the shore, the distant laughter of other vacationers filling the air. âYeah, itâs beautiful,â you said simply, the sentiment genuine, but not particularly deep.
The bartenderâs attention lingered, his fingers tapping against the counter rhythmically, his expression shifting just slightly, leaning into something more⌠bold. âI work âtil seven,â he started, the words slow, deliberate. âMaybe, donât you wantââ
He didnât get to finish his sentence.
Before you could react, before you could fully process where this was going, a presence appeared behind youâfamiliar. The scentâclean, warm, Lando. The voiceâsmooth, casual, just a little too nonchalant.
âHey, babe, whatâs up?â
His arm slid around your shoulders easily, comfortably, like it had always been there, like it belonged.
The bartenderâs expression shiftedâhesitatedâeyes flickering between you and Lando, the realization settling quickly, the unfinished sentence evaporating before it could ever be spoken.
Lando glanced at the drinks being prepared, acting as if he hadnât just interrupted something, as if this was the most natural thing in the world. âWhatâs taking so long?â he mused, voice light, casual, but there was something underneath itâsomething sharp, something intentional.
You blinked, adjusting to the shift in energy, to the way Lando had stepped in so seamlessly, the way his grip on your shoulder didnât falter, didnât shift.
âOh, just waiting,â you murmured, watching as the bartender refocused, speeding up his movements, no longer lingering, no longer making conversation.
Lando hummed, fingers pressing lightly against your skin, his hold easy, effortless, territorial.
The walk back to the others felt differentâlike the air had shifted somehow, like something had settled between you and Lando in a way neither of you had fully acknowledged yet. The drinks rattled slightly on the tray he carried, the condensation dripping onto his fingers, but he didnât seem to mind. He carried it effortlessly, like it had always been his job, like you werenât even allowed the chance to take it from him.
You glanced at him, side-eyeing, testing the waters.
âYou really didnât need to do that,â you pointed out, voice light, teasing.
Lando smirked, adjusting his grip on the tray, his fingers flexing ever so slightly around the edges. âI wanted to,â he said simply, like that was answer enough.
You scoffed, shaking your head, brushing off the teasing, but the way he had stepped in earlier, the way he had slid into that moment at the bar so seamlesslyâit was still sitting somewhere deep in your thoughts, lingering.
And thenâ
âYou know he was gonna ask you out, right?â
You faltered slightly in your step, turning toward him, eyebrows knitting together. âWhat?â
Lando kept walking, kept looking ahead, but there was something too casual about the way he spoke, too measured. âThe bartender,â he clarified, tone easy, natural, like this conversation wasnât something, like it was just another harmless observation. âHe was working up to it.â
You frowned, replaying the moment in your head, the way the bartender had leaned in slightly, the slow, deliberate way he had spoken, how the unfinished sentence had died the moment Lando arrived.
And the way Lando had arrived.
âOkay,â you said slowly, watching him now, studying the way his posture remained relaxed, like he wasnât fully paying attention, like he was trying too hard to seem unaffected. âSo?â
Lando shrugged, fingers tapping idly against the side of the tray. âSo I wasnât gonna let that happen.â
Your stomach twisted, heartbeat skipping slightly.
You tilted your head, crossing your arms as you walked. âThatâs a bold move, Norris.â
He smirked, but he still didnât look at you. âDidnât feel bold. Felt necessary.â
Your pulse stuttered, but you refused to let the weight of his words settle in a way that made them mean something.
You rolled your eyes, pushing forward. âYou donât own me, you know.â
Finally, finally, Lando looked at you. And there was something charged in his gaze, something teasing, something knowing.
âYeah,â he murmured, his lips curling slightly. âI know,â
But the way he said itâthe way his voice dipped just slightly, the way his smirk didnât quite reach his eyesâmade you wonder if maybe, he wanted to.
But yeah, you definitely did not like him. Not at all.
âââ
The night was alive, stretching out ahead of you like something infinite, something meant to be reckless, unforgettable. It was exactly what young people did on vacation after sunsetâdrink too much, dance too hard, let loose in a way that would be laughed about in the morning.
The plan was simple: get wasted. Totally. Immorally.
And somehow, that plan had led you hereâto a club humming with bass so deep it vibrated through your chest, neon lights flickering in shades of electric blue, ruby red, pulsing violet. The air was thick, heavy with heat, sweat, the scent of alcohol mixing with the excitement of too many people packed together, bodies swinging, moving, losing themselves to the rhythm of the music.
And, once again, it was just you and Lando.
Ria and Max had disappeared, slipping away into the chaos without so much as a word, vanishing into the crowd like ghosts. It wasnât the first time theyâd done thisâalways conveniently lost, always conveniently absent just when it was only the two of you left behind. Suspicious. Too suspicious.
You narrowed your eyes slightly, scanning the room, half expecting to catch a glimpse of them watching from a shadowed corner, hiding like they planned this, like they wanted this.
Lando leaned in, close enough that his breath brushed against your ear, his voice low but teasing over the music. âThey do it on purpose, you know.â
You tilted your head just slightly toward him, raising an eyebrow. âObviously.â
He grinned, stepping closer, the space between you shrinking, the flashing lights catching in his damp curls, highlighting the sharp lines of his jaw. The energy between you shiftedâsomething playful, something charged, something neither of you had acknowledged outright.
âSo,â he mused, his tone light but suggestive, âsince weâve lost them⌠what do we do now?â
Your stomach twisted, pulse picking up speed, matching the pounding beat of the music.
The thought of searching for Ria and Max had been weighing on youânot enough to take action yet, but enough to sit somewhere in the back of your mind, whispering that finding at least one responsible person would be the smart move. Because while getting wasted was absolutely part of the plan, drunk Lando was a different story altogether. He was chaos personified, a walking hazard when he got too far into his drinks, and if past experiences were anything to go by, you knew there was no controlling him once he hit a certain level.
You needed someone to be the voice of reasonâthe grounding force among the recklessness. And right now? That someone wasnât you.
But thenâthe music changed.
The opening chords of Tateâs No, I'm Not in Love pulsed through the speakers, threading through the air, wrapping itself around the flashing neon lights, settling into the atmosphere like it belonged there. You froze, breath catching for just a second, because Jesus Christ, no song could possibly describe your situation better than this one. It was too on point, too fitting, like the universe itself was nudging you towards a realization you werenât sure you wanted to fully embrace.
You glanced over at Lando, watching as he swayed lightly to the beat, blissfully unaware of the ridiculous irony of the moment. He was too caught up in the rhythm, too lost in the intoxicated haze of the night, but you? You werenât lost at all. You saw it clearly. And suddenlyâthe idea of searching for Max and Ria seemed a lot less important.
A slow smirk curled onto your lips, mischief flickering in your eyes. âMaybe we should enjoy it on our own,â you mused, letting go of whatever impulse had been telling you to find the others. Let them watch. Let them plot.
The moment overtook youâthe alcohol, the music, the sheer audacity of knowing Ria and Max were watching like hawks from whatever hidden corner they had claimed. So, fine. If they were going to meddle, if they were going to set the stage for whatever game they thought they were playing, you might as well put on a show.
You threw your head back, letting the music pulse through you, and without hesitation, the words left your lipsâloud, exaggerated, off-key but undeniably committed.
âEvery friend of mine, I told them the same!"
Lando hesitated at first, brows furrowing slightly, the drunken haze clouding his comprehension. But thenâthen something clicked. Recognition. Understanding. And slowlyâdangerouslyâa smirk crept onto his face, matching the energy you had thrown out so unapologetically.
He laughed, shaking his head, letting the moment settle before joining in, leaning closer, voice rough, teasing.
âNo, I'm not in love!"
You threw your arms out dramatically, gesturing like you were making some grand proclamation to the entire club, like this was a performance meant to be witnessed, meant to be talked about.
âIâm not thinking about you,â you sang, voice tangled with laughter, exaggerated and bold, thrown out into the air like they meant nothing, but they did, and it was an obvious lie, one that Lando saw straight through.
Because the way he laughed, the way his fingers curled around your wrist for a fleeting second before letting go told you he knew, he knew you were lying, he knew this wasnât just a drunken joke anymore, he knew that whatever was happening between youâthe teasing, the tension, the game neither of you had fully acknowledged yetâwas already spiraling into something dangerous, something inevitable, something neither of you were stopping.
His gaze lingered, sweeping over you with an ease that was too deliberate, too knowing, and he tilted his head slightly, watching the way you swayed, the way the neon lights painted streaks of red against your skin, the way your breath hitched when he stepped just a little closer, and still, the lyrics kept coming, tumbling past your lips effortlessly, sinking into the charged air between you.
âAnd I donât hate every girl your eyes go to!â
Landoâs smirk deepened, slow, deliberate, dangerous, and then, just for a moment, for one fleeting second, his eyes dragged over you, measured, intentional, like he was answering a question neither of you had spoken aloud yet, like he was proving something, like he was silently calling your bluff.
âNo Iâm not inââ
The words barely had time to leave your lips before Landoâs hands were on you, pulling you in, crashing his mouth against yours with the kind of recklessness that came from too many drinks, too much tension, too much waiting. There was nothing gentle about it, nothing hesitantâjust a collision of heat and energy, the culmination of a night filled with teasing and unspoken words. The weight of the moment drowned out everything else.
The music thumped in the background, a steady pulse, a heartbeat for the night, but it was distant now, muted beneath the rush of blood in your ears. The flashing neon lights bathed everything in shifting hues, casting streaks of electric blues and reds against his skin, painting the moment in something surreal, something that didnât feel entirely real but was. The crowd moved around you, bodies swaying, voices blending together in laughter and shouting, but none of it mattered.
All that existed in that breathless, intoxicated second was him.
Lando tasted of tequila and recklessness, of something unspoken, something that had been lingering between you for far too long. His grip was firm, fingers curling against your waist, holding you close, grounding you in a way that sent a shiver down your spine. There was a desperation in itâlike maybe heâd wanted this longer than either of you would admit, like maybe this wasnât just about the alcohol or the tension but something deeper, something inevitable.
When he finally pulled backâjust enough to see your face, just enough to look at you the way he always did but never quite let onâhis smirk was lazy, teasing, dangerous. His thumb brushed against your jaw, gaze flickering over your expression, searching, waiting, as if he expected you to say something, as if he knew there were words stuck in your throat that you werenât quite ready to speak.
The energy between you was charged thick with the weight of something inevitable, something unspoken, something that had lingered far too long between teasing smiles and fleeting touches. The music swelled, pressing into the moment, drowning out logic, hesitation, reason.
You hadnât thoughtâyou had just moved hands gripping his shirt, pulling him back into you, kissing him without restraint, without second-guessing, without giving yourself the chance to stop.
This time, Lando wasnât caught off guard.
This time, he expected it.
His hands tightened on your waist, pulling you closer, his lips pressing against yours like he wasnât just matching your recklessness, like he was meeting something that had always been there.
The world blurred, neon colors flashing against his skin, drowning you both in electric hues, but none of it matteredânone of it registeredânot when the only thing grounding you was him.
He pulled back slightly, just enough to look at you, breathless, gaze flickering between your lips and your eyes, searching for something unspoken, something real, something that neither of you had fully admitted yet.
âStill not in love?â he murmured, voice low, teasing, but there was something else beneath it, something daring, something that asked for more than just a playful answer.
Your chest rose and fell, breath uneven, heartbeat thrumming in rhythm with the bass.
You swallowed hard, shaking your head slightly, though it wasnât convincing, though the smirk playing at the edges of his lips told you he knew the truth.
âIâm very drunk,â you countered, not answering his question, deflecting, but the way your fingers still curled into his shirt, the way you hadnât let goâit was telling.
Lando hummed, lips twitching at the corners, his thumb tracing absent patterns along your waist. âSo am I,â he admitted, voice barely above the music. âBut I still meant it.â
Your stomach twisted, breath hitching.
The words hung in the air between you, heavier than the pounding bass, louder than the drunken chatter of the club around you. You barely processed the flashing neon lights anymore, barely registered the movement of the crowdâbecause suddenly, the only thing that mattered was him.
Landoâs grip on your waist hadnât loosened, his fingers still curled against your skin like he wasnât ready to let go, like he wasnât even thinking about letting go. His expression had shiftedâsomething softer beneath the smirk, something hesitant but certain at the same time.
âI like you, Y/n,â he said, voice lower now, quieter, like it wasnât just another teasing remark, like it actually meant something. âA lot.â
Ria and Max stood near the exit, casually leaning against the wall, watching the scene unfold before them with smirks that said they knew this was coming all along. The neon lights flashed overhead, casting an electric glow across the club, but neither of them were paying attention to anything other than you and Lando, tangled together, oblivious to their spectators.
Ria took a slow sip of her drink, eyes gleaming with amusement as she tilted her head toward Max. âRight, because sheâs definitely not in love,â she remarked, voice dripping with sarcasm, barely masking her satisfaction at seeing her prediction come true.
Max chuckled, crossing his arms as he watched Lando pull you closer like he had to, like it was beyond his control now. âOh yeah, totally platonic,â he mused, amusement flickering in his tone. âYou know, just friends, casually making out in the middle of a crowded club.â
Ria scoffed, shaking her head. âHonestly, they should start paying me. I donât even charge for matchmaking, but I really should.â
Max nudged her lightly, raising an eyebrow. âDonât get ahead of yourself. We didnât do anything this time. This was inevitable. We just sat back and let it happen.â
âââ
Nobody talked about that nightânot even Ria and Max, which was strange considering how much they loved meddling, loved pushing things just for the sake of watching them unfold. They had bet on it, plotted it, orchestrated it in their own way, but afterward? Nothing. No smirks thrown your way, no sly remarks, no comments about how they knew this would happen, no subtle nudges toward whatever this was supposed to mean.
It was like they had collectively decided to let it sit untouched, unmentioned, as if acknowledging it would make it real.
Maybe that should have made it easier.
Maybe the silence should have let you push it aside, should have allowed it to fade into the same blur of bad decisions and drunken recklessness as the rest of that night.
But then there was Lando.
And Lando? He hadnât let it go at all.
If anything, his teasing had gotten worseârelentlessly worseâso subtle yet so constant that it was impossible to ignore. It wasnât just the casual smirks anymore, wasnât just the playful nudges or the remarks that made you roll your eyes and shove him away. It was everything. The way his eyes lingered just a second longer when you spoke, the way his fingers found yours absently when you walked side by side, the way he leaned in just a little too close whenever he whispered something meant only for you.
And Ria?
She noticed everything.
She never said anything outright, never pushed you into admitting anything, but the way she looked at you sometimesâhead tilted, lips curled into an amused smile, eyes flickering with knowingâsaid she had already figured it out. And every time, every single time, you gave her the same answer.
âIâm not in love," youâd mutter, rolling your eyes, shaking your head, pretending like your pulse didnât quicken, pretending like you didnât think about it far too often, pretending like Lando wasnât making sure you fell for him anyway.
The silence of the room pressed in around you, thick and suffocating. The rhythmic rise and fall of Riaâs breath was steady, unbothered by the weight that kept your own eyelids stubbornly open. It had been two nights since sleep last found you, and tonight was shaping up to be no different.
Then, suddenlyâlight.
The glow of your phone cut through the darkness, harsh against tired eyes. For a moment, you didnât move, staring at the screen as if expecting it to vanish. But the light remained, unwavering.
A message.
Your stomach tightened. Not just any message.
Lando.
lando u sleepin? cuz i canât maxâs snoring so damn hard
yn canât sleep either lol
lando u wanna go for walk on the beach??
The absurdity of it barely even registered. A walk at 2 AM? When the rest of the world was either asleep or tangled in the chaos of the lingering nightâbut, somehow, it made perfect sense. You were so in.
yn yea letâs go
You barely breathed as you stepped through the doorway, moving with careful precision, as if the slightest misstep might shatter the quiet and wake Ria or Max. The apartment was still, save for the faint hum of the city beyond its walls, the distant murmurs of late-night traffic weaving into the silence. You pressed your fingers against the doorframe, guiding it closed with measured patience, and when the soft click finally sounded, you exhaled in relief.
Lando stood beside you, hands tucked into the pockets of his hoodie, his head tilted slightly in amusement as he glanced your way. His smirkâlazy, teasingâplayed at the edges of his lips, barely visible beneath the dim glow of the hallway light filtering out from inside.
"Think we made it?" he whispered, voice just loud enough for you to hear but quiet enough to keep the stillness intact.
You lifted a hand instinctively, holding it up like you were listening for a signalâsome shift, some noise, some indication that you had failed. But everything remained silent, uninterrupted, untouched by your presence. You waited for the inevitable creak of bedsprings, for Max's sleepy complaints, for Ria's sharp curiosity, but nothing came.
Only silence.
Finally, you lowered your hand, a slow grin pulling at the corners of your mouth as you shook your head.
Lando let out a short chuckle, shifting slightly as he rocked on his heels, as if adjusting to the crisp air outside. "We could have just left normally, you know," he mused, tone easy, effortless.
You shot him a flat look, crossing your arms as you stepped further from the door. "Yeah? And risk Ria analyzing our entire existence before we even make it down the street?"
Lando laughed at that, tilting his head in acceptance. "Fair point."
The street stretched ahead of you, quieter now than it had been hours before, when the city had still been alive with movement, with music, with crowds lost in the indulgence of the night. There was something surreal about itâsomething almost too peaceful, too stillâlike the world had reset itself while you werenât looking. The cool breeze brushed against your skin, a sharp contrast to the lingering warmth of the alcohol still settling in your veins.
Lando fell into step beside you, his hands still stuffed into his pockets, his movements relaxed, unconcerned, but the energy between you was different nowâcharged in a way that made your stomach twist.
"So," Lando mused, kicking a loose pebble across the pavement, watching it skip and tumble down the road. "Are we just walking? Or are we pretending this isnât weird?"
You scoffed, shoving your hands into your jacket pockets. "Itâs not weird. Itâs just... spontaneous."
Lando snorted, glancing at you with a raised brow. "Right. âSpontaneous.â Thatâs what weâre calling it?"
You nudged him with your elbow, rolling your eyes. "Shut up."
The waves rolled in with a quiet rhythm, a soft pulse against the shore, stretching out beneath the moonlight in endless streaks of silver. The night was still, peaceful in a way that felt surreal, as if time had slowed just for the two of you, as if the world had paused long enough for you to finally let yourself feel everything you had been avoiding.
You walked in silence for a while, the cool ocean breeze wrapping around you, carrying the scent of salt and something nostalgicâsomething that reminded you of summer nights spent chasing moments you never wanted to end. Lando kept pace beside you, hands tucked into his pockets, steps steady and deliberate, like he was waiting for you to speak first, like he knew that this conversation wasnât one he could force.
But you didnât say anything. You werenât readyânot yet.
The sand shifted under your feet, soft and weightless, grounding you in ways you didnât expect. Lando let out a breath beside you, not impatient, not pushingâjust waiting.
And then, finally, he broke the silence.
âAre we gonna talk about it?â
His voice was calm, easy, but something else lay beneath itâsomething careful, something that wasnât just teasing, something real.
You inhaled slowly, pretending not to understand, pretending this was just a normal conversation between two friends, the kind that didnât linger, the kind that didnât change anything. âAbout what?â you asked, tilting your head slightly, feigning innocence, though you knew he wouldnât buy it.
Lando scoffed lightly, shaking his head, amusement flickering in his eyes despite the weight of his words. âStop, you know.â
You were quiet.
Watching the waves pull back, watching them crash forward againâpredictable, inevitable, like this.
He sighed, running a hand through his curls, exhaling a short laughâsomething small, something he barely let out. âYou should admit it.â His tone was lighter now, still teasing, but there was something else beneath it, something steady, something that made your chest tighten.
You frowned slightly, finally turning to meet his gaze. âAdmit what?â
His smirk deepened, slow, deliberate, steps measured as if he was guiding you toward an answer you werenât ready to say out loud.
âThat youâre falling for me.â
You scoffed, rolling your eyes, tryingâdesperately tryingâto keep your pulse steady, to keep your breath even, to keep your face neutral, but none of it worked.
Lando let out a short laugh, shaking his head like he didnât believe you for a second.âI donât have to wish, Y/n,â he murmured, voice easy, confident, frustratingly sure of himself. âYouâre already there.â
The silence stretched between you, thick and charged, filled with something that had been lingering in the air for far too long. The oceanâs rhythmic pulse filled the quiet, waves rolling in and out with steady precision, as if mimicking the careful balance you had both been maintaining. The moon hung high above the water, casting silver reflections across its surface, making everything feel softer, making everything feel realer.
You shifted on your feet, forcing a casual shrug, though the weight in your chest told you it wasnât casual at all. âI could say the same,â you murmured, your voice measured, controlled, desperately trying to maintain the effortless front. âThat you need to admit it.â
Lando exhaled a short laugh, shaking his head slightly, eyes glinting with something unreadable beneath the dim light. His smirkâlazy, teasingâwas still there, but it had softened at the edges, something else slipping through, something honest, something serious.
âI donât need to admit it,â he said, voice quieter now, steadier, as if choosing his words carefully. âIâve already fallen for you.â
He had already said itâput it all out there without hesitation, without fear, without holding anything back. Now, it was your turn. You could see it in the way he looked at you, the quiet patience, the soft expectation, the way he was just waiting for you to say it, waiting for you to give in. And the worst part? You wanted to.
You inhaled sharply, pressing your lips together, willing your pulse to slow, willing your thoughts to steady, but none of it worked. Because the truth was already clawing its way out of you, raw and unfiltered, slipping past your defenses faster than you could stop it.
âOkayâI like you so much,â you admitted, the words tumbling out, rushed and desperate, thick with the weight of everything you had been holding back. Your breath hitched, your fingers curled at your sides, like your body was still trying to fight something your heart had already accepted. âAll those jokes, Lando... God, they werenât just jokes.â
Landoâs expression shifted the moment the words left your lips. His eyes locked onto yours, the quiet patience still there, but now there was something elseâsomething warmer, something realer, something that felt like relief and victory all at once.
âYou finally said it,â he murmured, his lips curving into a small, knowing smile.
You let out a breath you hadnât realized you were holding, shaking your head slightly, frustration and disbelief mixing into something unsteady. âYeah,â you muttered. âGuess I did.â
Lando chuckled softly, stepping a little closer, his fingers brushing against your wrist before curling lightly around it. âAnd?â he asked, tilting his head slightly, his tone teasing but careful, like he wasnât pushing too hardâjust enough to hold onto this moment, just enough to make sure you didnât run from it.
âAndâŚâ you exhaled, searching his face, searching the warmth in his gaze, searching for the courage to just say it properly. âAnd Iâm done pretending.â
Lando smiled thenâreally smiled. The kind that made your chest tighten, the kind that made it impossible to regret admitting any of this, the kind that told you that, whatever this was, it wasnât going anywhere.
His hand slid fully into yours, fingers intertwining like theyâd been waiting to do so for a long time. âGood,â he murmured. âBecause neither am I.â
He was still holding your hand, fingers laced with yours like it was the most natural thing in the world, like he had been doing it forever, like he had no intention of letting go anytime soon. The waves continued their steady rhythm in the distance, rolling in and pulling away, but right now, the only thing grounding you was him.
âHow do we tell Max and Ria?â he asked, amusement lacing his voice as he tilted his head slightly, studying you like he already knew you were dreading the thought of it.
You groaned, rolling your eyes, even as a small laugh escaped. âGod, I donât even want to think about it,â you admitted, shaking your head. The very idea of telling them sent a wave of anticipationâand, honestly, chaosâcrashing into your mind. âRia is going to freak out, I just know it.â
Lando grinned, shaking his head. âPlease, sheâs known for months.â
You narrowed your eyes at him, lips pressing together as you considered that for a moment. âMax, maybe,â you conceded. âBut Ria? If she knew, she would have said something. She wouldâve been obnoxious about it.â
Landoâs laugh was louder now, more certain, like he had already imagined Riaâs reaction in full detail. âYou donât give her enough credit. She was waiting for us to get together.â
You sighed dramatically, tilting your head toward the sky like you were searching for divine intervention. âWe could just⌠never tell them,â you suggested. âKeep it a secret forever. Take it to the grave.â
Lando snorted. âYeah, sure. Because that worked so well for us before.â His voice dripped with amusement, and before you could argue, he tugged on your hand lightly, pulling you just a little closer, shaking his head at you like you were being ridiculous. âYouâre scared of telling them more than you were scared of admitting it to me, arenât you?â
You huffed, but the way he was looking at youâso effortlessly amused, so endlessly fondâmade it impossible to argue. âIâm not scared,â you muttered, crossing your arms. âItâs just⌠Ugh, itâs going to be a thing, you know?â
Lando smirked, squeezing your hand lightly. âOh, absolutely. Max is going to make fun of us for at least a week.â
âAnd Ria will be unbearable for a month,â you groaned.
Lando chuckled, his thumb brushing absentmindedly over the back of your hand. âSo, are you gonna do the honors, or should I?â
You groaned again, shaking your head. âAbsolutely not. You tell them.â
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tw - modern!au, kidnapping, stalking, semi-public masturbation, and toxic relationship dynamics.
Thinking about Crime-Lord!Sukuna, who's literally never jerked off. Not before he meets you, at least.
He just doesn't have a reason to. He's never had much of a sex drive, and even in a world without cursed energy, he still finds that he'd rather fight than fuck the grand majority of people he meets. He's not a virgin or anything - a handful of drunken nights with Uraume made sure he wouldn't be carrying around that title for the rest of his life. That doesn't mean he's some loser who needs to have his dick in his hand every five seconds, though. He's got more self-control than that, more dignity.
Or, he's trying to have more dignity. You're so fucking loud - barely bothering to try and hide the fact that you're still crying twenty minutes after he gruffly admitted that you wouldn't be going home, tonight. You've got yourself huddled against the car door, trying to take up as little room on the bench seat you currently share with him as possible. There aren't interior handles, he's got a driver for that kind of shit, but your hand darts out to look for one every couple of minutes, every time the car dips to a speed that might let you jump out relatively unscathed. Like you think he wouldn't be prepared for that. Like you think you're just some unlucky random he decided to haul out of his own goddamn club on a whim.
It's loud. It's annoying. Honestly, it's a little insulting. It's not like you couldn't feel him staring you down every time you stepped into his fucking front-of-a-business, like you hadn't noticed he's only ever in the building when he knows you're already there. It's your own damn fault. If he could trust you not to shake your ass for anyone willing to watch, he wouldn't have had to do this. If he thought you were ever going to pull your head out of the clouds long enough to so much as glance in his direction, he wouldn't have had to force you to.
Like he said - it's annoying. Annoying, and really fucking hot.
He can feel the strain against his slacks, the damp heat crawling down his spine. There's another thirty minutes 'till you get back to his apartment, and every fractured whimper that makes it past your lips is another bolt of agony straight to his cock. You're not going to shut up, so he grits his teeth and bites the bullet - tearing open his fly and freeing his cock. The damn thing was already stiff enough to press into his stomach, to drool over the back of his hand as he clumsily wraps a fist around his shaft. There has to be something wrong with him, with you. He's too sensitive, barely able to flex his hand without feeling the ache in his stomach. Pre-cum drips down his wrist, spilling onto the leather of his seats. Great. Now he has to find time to get the car detailed, too.
He forces his hand to move, pumping robotically from head to base. His attentions moves involuntarily to you, still huddled as far from him as possible, still trying to bite back the little sobs and whines that got him into this, in the first place. The only difference is that, now, your eyes are glued to his lap, your lips parted and your expression horrified. That doesn't help. He pictures you making the same face as he carries you into your new bedroom, all deep velvets and barred windows, as he explains that you're his, now. It's enough to have his cock twitching his hold, demanding friction his awkward, faltering pace can't provide. He curses under his breath, throwing your name into the blend of foul words. It couldn't be enough for you to ruin his fucking life, to force him to spend the last few months on the wrong side of a leash you didn't even know you were holding. No, no, you had to make him humiliate himself while you-
"You're doing it wrong."
When he snaps out of his thoughts, he finds you - now uncurling, brows furrowed in concern and lips pursed. You rest a hand on his bicep, and when he doesn't shove you away, you slide into the seat next to him, wrapping your hand gingerly around his own.
"It's supposed to be, uh, more delicate. With more of an angle." Your voice is light, soft, just a little raspy. There's still a hiccup every now and then, but you seem distracted - a crying child lured out of their tantrum with the introduction of a new, more interesting game. "You're going to hurt yourself."
"Shut the fuck up," he mutters, and you hum, rubbing the pad of your thumb over his tip in slow, deep circles. When you move his hand, it's with intention - slower towards the head, faster towards the base, the heel of your palm grinding into the underside every so often. Sukuna throws his head back, shutting his eyes. You don't seem to notice, thoroughly captivated by your shiny new toy.
He always knew you were going to be the death of him.
He just hadn't thought you'd get around to it so fucking fast.
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Tbh at this point you should just make your own webcomic app/website because it would probably be 100 times better than whatever going on with webtoon right now.
hahaha it wouldn't tho, sorry đ
Here's the fundamental issue with webcomic platforms that a lot of people just don't realize (and why they're so difficult to run successfully):
Storage costs are incredibly expensive, it's why so many sites have limitations on file sizes / page sizes / etc. because all of those images and site info have to be stored somewhere, which costs $$$.
Maintenance costs are expensive and get more so as you grow, you need people who are capable of fixing bugs ASAP and managing the servers and site itself
Financially speaking, webcomics are in a state of high supply, low demand. Loads of artists are willing to create their passion projects, but getting people to read them and pay for them is a whole other issue. Demand is high in the general sense that once people get attached to a webtoon they'll demand more, but many people aren't actually willing to go looking for new stuff to read and depend more on what sites feed them (and what they already like). There are a lot of comics to go around and thus a lot of competition with a limited audience of people willing to actually pay for them.
Trying to build a new platform from the ground up is incredibly difficult and a majority of sites fail within their first year. Not only do you have to convince artists to take a chance on your platform, you have to convince readers to come. Readers won't come if there isn't work on the platform to read, but artists won't come if they don't think the site will be worth it due to low traffic numbers. This is why the artists with large followings who are willing to take chances on the smaller sites are crucial, but that's only if you can convince them to use the site in favor of (or alongside) whatever platform they're using already where the majority of their audience lies. For many creators it's just not worth the time, energy, or risk.
Even if you find short-term success, in the long-term there are always going to be profit margins to maintain. The more users you pull in, the more storage is used by incoming artists, the more you have to spend on storage and server maintenance costs, and that means either taking the risk at crowdfunding (ex. ComicFury) or having to resort to outsider investments (ex. Tapas). Look at SmackJeeves, it used to be a titan in the independent webcomic hosting community, until it folded over to a buyout by NHN and then was pretty much immediately shuttered due to NHN basically turning it into a manwha scanlation site and driving away its entire userbase. And if you don't get bought out and try your hand at crowdfunding, you may just wind up living on a lifeline that could cut out at any moment, like what happened to Inkblazers (fun fact, the death of Inkblazers was what kicked off the cultural shift in Tapas around 2015-16 when all of IB's users migrated over and brought their work with them which was more aimed towards the BL and romancee drama community, rather than the comedy / gag-a-day culture that Tapas had made itself known for... now you deadass can't tell Tapas apart from a lot of scanlation sites because it got bought out by Kakao and kept putting all of its eggs into the isekai/romance drama basket.)
Right now the mindset in which artists and readers are operating is that they're trying way, way too hard to find a "one size fits all" site. Readers want a place where they can find all their favorite webtoons without much effort, artists wants a place where they can post to an audience of thousands, and both sides want a community that will feel tight-knit. But the reality is that you can't really have all three of those things, not on one site. Something always winds up having to be sacrificed - if a site grows big enough, it'll have to start seeking more funding while also cutting costs which will result in features becoming paywall'd, intrusive ads, creators losing their freedom, and/or outsider support which often results in the platform losing its core identity and alienating its tight-knit community.
If I had to describe what I'm talking about in a "pick one" graphic, it would look something like this:
(*note: this is mostly based on my own observations from using all of these sites at some point or another, they're not necessarily entirely accurate to the statistical performance of each site, I can only glean so much from experience and traffic trackers LMAO that said I did ask some comic pals for input and they were very helpful in helping me adjust it with their own takes <3).
The homogenization of the Internet has really whipped people into submission for the "big sites" that offer "everything", but that's never been the Internet, it relies on being multi-faceted and offering different spaces for different purposes. And we're seeing that ideology falter through the enshittification of sites like Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, etc. where users are at odds with the platforms because the platforms are gutting features in an attempt to satisfy shareholders whom without the platforms would not exist. Like, most of us aren't paying money to use social media sites / comic platform sites, so where else are they gonna make the necessary funds to keep these sites running? Selling ad space and locking features behind paywalls.
And this is especially true for a lot of budding sites that don't have the audience to support them via crowdfunding but also don't have the leverage to ask for investments - so unless they get really REALLY lucky in EITHER of those departments, they're gonna be operating at a loss, and even once they do achieve either of those things there are gonna be issues in the site's longevity, whether it be dying from lack of growing crowdfunding support or dying from shareholder meddling.
So what can we do?
We can learn how to take our independence back. We don't have to stop using these big platforms altogether as they do have things to offer in their own way, particularly their large audience sizes and dipping into other demographics that might not be reachable from certain sites - but we gotta learn that no single site is going to satisfy every wish we have and we have to be willing to learn the skills necessary to running our own spaces again. Pick up HTML/CSS, get to know other people who know HTML/CSS if you can't grasp it (it's me, I can't grasp it LOL), be willing to take a chance on those "smaller sites" and don't write them off entirely as spaces that can be beneficial to you just because they don't have large numbers or because they don't offer rewards programs. And if you have a really polished piece of work in your hands, look into agencies and publishing houses that specialize in indie comics / graphic novels, don't settle for the first Originals contract that gets sent your way.
For the last decade corporations have been convincing us that our worth is tied to the eyes we can bring to them. Instead of serving ourselves, we've begun serving the big guys, insisting that it has to be worth something eventually and that it'll "payoff" simply by the virtue of gambler's fallacy. Ask yourself what site is right for you and your work rather than asking yourself if your work is good enough for them. Most of us are broke trying to make it work on these sites anyways, may as well be broke and fulfilled by posting in places that actually suit us and our work if we can. Don't define your success by what sites like Webtoons are enforcing - that definition only benefits them, not you.
#my favorite out of these is comicfury because it gives you the most control out of all of them#and you can offer monetization tools like ads and patreon links#it also offers super easy tools to help build your own site if you're new to that#it's as close to ârunning your own siteâ as comic hosting can get#but you can also learn how to run your own site if you want undeniably full control without fear of the platform host shuttering#also look into collectives like SpiderForest!#they basically operate as a co-op where people host their work with them and get ad opportunities#but you have to apply to get in#ama#ask me anything#anon ama#anon ask me anything#webcomic tips
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pick a pile - your ideal type vs. your future spouse
hi dear reader! i thought of an idea where i could look into how you guys' ideal types compare to your future lovers. note that this is a general reading, so not everything will resonate with everyone! breathe slowly, take your time and use your intuition to go with the pile that speaks to you the most. remember to take what resonates, and let the rest flow. đŠâĄđŞ



âËŕż pile 1 đđËâ
your ideal type
in your romantic partners, you're looking for a best friend.
someone you can cheerfully celebrate the highs in your life with. a person who will be able to bring you a sense of joy and happiness in life.
it's likely you want someone who's like your good luck charm. they brighten up your life in the most pleasant ways, and are able to provide you with the feeling of positivity and bliss.
you know when these special people enter your life, and all of a sudden everything becomes more enjoyable. because of their presence in your life, things are fun again.
you want someone who will be a source of inspiration, and support for you. a person who can uplift and motivate you in the most rewarding manner.
i keep getting this feeling, you'd want your person to be someone who has this profound impact, where just talking to them can ease your mind and light up your day.
you'd want to have a lover whose voice brings you comfort, whose encouraging words become your source of confidence, whose presence gives you the feeling of enjoying to be alive.
i can sense you seeking to find this comfortable feeling of home in your lovers. someone whose warmth can make you feel safe, and secure.
i believe you're a person who's very introspective, someone who's constantly on this journey of self-discovery.
therefore you'd like a partner who will be supportive, and accompany you on that journey; someone who will be your companion in life, and help you understand yourself better.
you'd like an individual who will help you heal, grow, discover and proudly embrace your best, most confident self. someone whose positive energy is contagious and helps you thrive.
you want your lover to be reliable and resilient. someone you can lean on with no second thoughts. who will be there for you no matter what. a person who will take you with everything that you come with, and still remain loyal and devoted to you.
a person who, although they're passionate, knows how to control their temper, won't be discouraged by tough times, and remain committed and persevering, regardless of struggles you might go through together. you want your lover to be a like a rock in your life.
you do want someone who is fiery, powerful, charismatic, self-assured, knows what they want. you're likely to be drawn to people who have fire energy; a strong presence. people who are aware of their worth, and whose attendance can't be missed once they step into a room. but you don't want your partner to be too full of themselves, overbearing, or too intense.
you want them to be mature, trustworthy and responsible. a person you can build a stable, comfortable and secure, but also playful and joyous relationship with.
your future spouse
so, one aspect which you'll probably like to hear; your fs is likely to be quite mature, possibly older than you in age.
they're pretty powerful, disciplined and steady. the first impression they have on people, is likely to be quite strong.
they aren't a person who's overly emotional at first glance, and moreso carry themselves in an emotionally reserved and controlled manner.
your fs for sure has strong leadership qualities to them. they're good at commanding attention and demanding respect from the people around them. it's the type of energy that makes everyone in the room shut up, once they speak up. to note, they could also be quite stubborn, and opinionated at times.
another significant aspect though, is that they're immensely supportive and generous towards their loved ones.
this is a person who's likely to have a heart that is much more compassionate than what meets the eye. someone who, although they aren't always immensely expressive when it comes to their feelings, has a true heart for people in need.
your future lover is someone who's giving and generous. i can see their love languages leaning towards the acts of service and giving gifts side.
this person has a strong sense of justice, they're likely to be very fairminded. they don't like disharmony, and will be there to help out the underdog if they feel like they're being treated in an unjust manner.
i can see this person surprising people with how nice they can actually be, because they usually seem so serious, more stern and intimidating on the outside.
this is also a person, who values harmony and stability in their relationships, especially in their family-life. a person who fosters an atmosphere, that's secure and comfortable. i can sense them possibly being closely tied to their families.
if you get to know this person in a deeper manner, you'll take note of how they exude warmth, and a vibe that's very inviting and comforting, when they're around the people they love. someone vibrant who can easily be the center of attention.
it's kinda giving the family's favorite son (note; their energy is quite masculine) who everyone runs to greet, once they enter the room. a popular, charming and well-liked person whose energy can light the atmosphere up in a lively manner.
what's interesting, is that i did get the four of wands for both your ideal type, and your future spouse.
so, it's highly likely for them to be able to fulfill this wish you have, of finding a person who not only makes you feel comfortable and at ease, but also genuinely happy. like you've finally arrived at home once you're in their arms.
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your ideal type
you're giving me wise, mindful and cautious energy. it does seem like you are someone who prefers testing the waters before jumping into relationships.
you're likely to collect information on people first, before fully giving in.. as in getting to know them thoroughly. by doing that, you're trying to get a good understanding of their character, and whether you can see them being a valuable addition to your life.
there's this observant energy to you, where you can take note of the smallest details in people. you probably like it when others are also able to compliment you on the small things not everyone would notice, like e.g. the perfume you're wearing that day.
you value mental compatibility. you want a person who's smart, fun, quick-witted, clever. someone you can have interesting, thought-provoking and intriguing conversations with. discussions that range from complex and profound ones that make you reflect, to playful ones that make you laugh.
you like honesty, and transparency. you don't want someone who will beat around the bush, walk on eggshells, or give you any mixed and confusing signals. you desire a trustworthy person who can be straightforward, and open with you.
a big focus here, is on expansion and transformation.
you'd like a person who will help you explore, as well as expand. especially mind-wise, by talking about subjects that make you introspect.
i don't think you mind your lover being very different to you, whether that's culturally, ethnically, language-wise or opinion-wise. on the contrary, you seem to believe that views, beliefs or mindsets that are different to yours to a degree, can have significant impact on your life, and help you evolve, which is why you're likely to welcome it.
there just needs to be compatibility when it comes to the path you're aiming to go down in the future. in your eyes, there does need to be a certain alignment in values, objectives and intentions, in order for the connection to work out.
you want a partner whose existence, rather than becoming a presence that distracts you from the important things in life, will help you be more self-aware.
you want someone who can help you transform and thrive into your best self. a presence that finally makes things seem clearer, and helps you feel whole, happy, warm and complete.
it's this feeling of âbeing with this person feels right. this is who i'm supposed to be with. their presence is healthy for me and my journey. instead of sidetracking me from my life-path, this is a person who will be supportive of me, and willingly hold my hand while i'm trying to heal from the past and understand what's right for my own life.â
again, i don't see you rushing into your relationships.
you're someone who looks at healthy connections developing in a slow pace, but steadily.
you want a person who will be patient, conscious and consistent in the effort they invest into the maintaining the security of the relationship, and taking things step by step.
some of you might've gone through some negative experiences in regards to relationships; not just romantic ones, but human connections in general. this might've caused you to become more wary and careful about how to proceed.
at this point, you've become adamant on making sure you don't let anyone into your life, who will bring any unwanted and unwelcomed negativity, that only drags you down.
a lot of focus on true happiness and fulfillment here too. you desire a person who can enrich and brighten your life, and keep your spirits high. someone who brings you a sense of joy.
you want to make sure you're with someone mature, righteous and self-aware, who makes healthy choices in life, is sure of what they want, and doesn't play games.
what it boils down to, is you liking someone who takes the relationship as seriously as you do.
this pile is giving scorpio/virgo/gemini/mercury energy
your future spouse
so first of all, i can see your future spouse being air-dominant. they're definitely big thinkers; someone who mostly functions with their mind, and bases a lot of their decisions on logic and rationality, instead of their emotions.
this is a person who's likely to match your desire for intellectual stimulation. they're funny and clever, very witty. likely to usually be quite blunt, and at times a little playfully snarky in the way they express themselves.
this pile definitely gave me the biggest âbickeringâ vibes. i feel like both you and your fs, are people who showcase their affection by teasing and provoking. it's giving this couple who bickers over trivial and little things. to others it might look like you're arguing all the time, but for you, it's the way you express fondness towards each other.
this person has such a continuously running and active mind, that they can be prone to overthinking and at times, diving into some problems way too deeply.
this is someone who's quite charismatic and attractive, i feel like they're physically good-looking. luscious hair, nice skin. perhaps more tan. great and blinding smile. good figure as well, they might be athletic, or at least look that way.
this person seems to have been through some impactful break-ups or separations before, which have messed their confidence up to a degree and transformed them. there were certain things they needed to let go of, and move on from.
one insight i keep getting, is your fs being someone who's much more dedicated, devoted and loyal to their romantic partners, than one would think at first impression.
i kept getting so many swords, but i couldn't shake this feeling there's a different side to them deep down. it just moreso seems buried down right now; i don't see it having many opportunities to come out, since i believe they're on more of an independent streak right now. and focused on healing before getting into another commitment.
so when i asked if they're out for longterm and committed relationships, i got the king of pentacles. this card represents a masculine and solid person who's stable, reliable, patient, faithful. they might not be the most extravagant and lovey dovey affectionate partner out there, but their devotion lies deep.
it's quite likely for their venus to be in an earth sign, perhaps taurus, or fall into the seventh house.
they do have a strong sense of responsibility, and are more self-aware than one would imagine. this person might come off differently, than they actually are deep inside. many people might misjudge or misunderstand them.
the type of person who everyone would look at as a player, when they're not. they might have a fire rising, actually. their energy kinda reminds me of jimin from bts, who's a libra sun and mercury, gemini moon, and sagittarius rising.
your fs isn't someone who just recklessly acts on a whim with no consideration for others and blindly lives according to their selfish instincts; but a person who does reflect about the impact their actions have on people, and can easily feel guilty for saying or doing the wrong thing at the wrong time.
again, there is something which gives them this harsh honesty in their communication. it's likely they aren't good at sugarcoating or attuning their words to anyone's emotions, so they might unintentionally rub some people wrong at times.
they're probably not very emotional themselves, so they could have trouble empathising with overly emotional individuals.
they mostly try to rationalize their feelings, because it can just.. get too overwhelming. your fs can have issues truly understanding what's going on inside of them.
they also give me the vibe of someone who might have the tendency to care a little too much about what people think, and get overly attached to people's opinions of them, though they probably wouldn't really like admitting this.
because of this, they're likely to moreso deal with their inner insecurities on their own, and putting on a âhappierâ facade than what actually goes on inside.
your future lover definitely seems like a person who's out for marriage. it's likely that it's one of their main objectives when it comes to their love life. finally finding a person they can make that everlasting promise to, and swear their eternal love to.
both, your fs and you, seem to be on journeys of healing past wounds right now. you have the potential to offer each other a lot of understanding and acceptance, since you do seem to share certain similarities, which can make for a deep bond.
just a gentle encouragement for you to not lose sight of your track and keep standing strong and tall, on your own two feet.
i feel that the universe is lying out the path for you two to meet, when divine timing deems you as ready.
note for this pile: i literally had a dream the night after reading about a guy who matches the energy i got here so so well, they were very charming and craaazy handsome.. they were speaking on the phone about something while laughing and sitting on a couch lol this is for sure someone talkative
âËŕż pile 3 đđËâ
your ideal type
worthy to note that this pile immediately, even before reading, gave me water energy.
i also kept feeling like i have my head in the clouds and am in a daze, i couldn't concentrate and focus as well while reading. a lot of you might have strong water placements, or significant neptune aspects. perhaps neptune in the first house?
i also got a lot of pentacles here, so you might feel yourself being drawn to earth placements. (thought of jay from enhypen who's a taurus stellium with a taurus venus and cancer moon, could see his energy matching you guys well)
anyhow, what you're looking for, is a partner who's fully focused on only you. someone who's gonna make you their world.. spoil you with thoughtful gifts, shower you with attention, turn you into the center of their universe.
you might even enjoy some possessiveness, and like the thought of your lover becoming jealous and territorial of you. you like the type of person who protectively keeps you at their side at all times, e.g. doesn't let go of your hand in public. you desire this feeling of security; like you're in the safest hands.
you want someone who will help you realize your true worth. a person who will strengthen your self-esteem.
you know this thing when you're dating someone, and there's this feeling of.. âwow, how does this person love me so much? guess i really must be something specialâ
you want someone to love you in such wonderful and profound ways, that it makes you become more aware of your value. someone whose perspective on you, makes you adjust yours as well. someone who looks at you as beautiful, which makes you feel beautiful.
you like people who are willing to fight for you. someone who's courageous, and not afraid of arguing or getting their hands dirty for you. you desire a lover who will place themselves in front of you in order to protect you fiercely. it is kinda giving this k-drama boyfriend who beats up other men once someone looks into the direction of their girl, lmao.
you're likely to enjoy the thought of having an older and more mature partner. perhaps someone taller than you in height, and broader than you in their build as well.
you want someone emotionally intelligent, who's empathetic. a person who's a calming and gentle listener. a lover who's more in control of their emotions and can therefore be a reliable figure in your life, that you can comfortably lean on.
you're a person who enjoys daydreaming, idealizing, fantasizing. it's likely you've already pictured and imagined what you'd want your perfect partner to be like several times and enjoy dreaming of your romantic đĽ°â¨ love story.
another insight i got, is that you're probably someone who enjoys the idea of taking pictures of your lovers, or getting your picture taken. making precious memories, taking these cute âpovâ boyfriend/girlfriend material photos of each other, and both of you making it your lockscreen. sweet little signs of affection like that are likely to melt your heart.
you probably enjoy the thought of walking through the streets of beautiful and idyllic places together, maybe paris or tokyo with all the cherry blossoms, and feeling like you're on cloud nine together with your lover. i got reminded of how hyunjin and felix from skz used to walk around paris together with their cameras in their hands, and take pretty pictures of each other, like this.

you likely just love gently descending into this dream, of how lovely it could be if only you could spend enjoyable days like this together with your prince or princess charming.
the current transit of venus in pisces is definitely heightening this pile's energy
one thing i will say though, is that i do believe you wouldn't want your partner to completely sacrifice and drop everything for you. you'd like to have a lover who's good at juggling multiple priorities. someone who has good time management skills, and knows how to take care of several different areas of their lives. though of course, you'd like to be a big priority, and have them all to yourself once you're able to with them. you desire an endlessly devoted person, who will absolutely reserve a special time of the day for you two only.
i can see you liking your lover's love language to be physical touch, giving gifts and quality time. you probably love the idea of getting these dazzling and fancy gifts, like couple rings.
your future spouse
this person is very well put-together. they definitely carry themselves in quite a self-satisfied manner. likely to even give off a slightly arrogant vibe to people. a little bit like a person who sees themselves as very important and special.
your future lover is likely to be someone who's pretty good at handling heartbreaks. they have a lot of inner strength and resilience. contrary to what it might seem like, i don't think this person has always had the perfect and flawless life full of sunshine and rainbows; they've just developed thick skin over time. they're quite immune to pain now, because they've been able to grow and transform from their heartache.
people on the outside are likely to see them as someone who always has their shit together, and is very blessed. but again, that's just because your fs is good at dealing with their problems in a graceful manner. they aren't the type to make their inner struggles very obvious.
they also seem like a person who's pretty perfectionistic, which is a quiet but heavy burden they might carry on their back a lot.
feeling this constant need to display themselves in the best light only, not being sure if they can ever live up to anyone's expectations. they're likely to be quite hard on themselves.
the type of person to obsessively check every picture that was taken of them, out of worry they came out looking bad.
they are giving me âgolden childâ energy. i keep thinking of family somehow. they might feel a lot of pressure from their families, or their closer environment, to be perfect.
however, they also do give me slightly spoiled energy here. they might've grown up in a very protected environment, and have therefore been more shielded from certain âreal worldâ problems the ânormalâ person has to deal with.
they could either come from a privileged family, be in a privileged position, perhaps through fame or wealth, or have grown up with overly protective and smothering parents. some of them could also just be spoiled only children.
this is likely to have led to them being rather inexperienced in some areas in life. i don't seem them as very narrow-minded though, on the contrary; they do seem curious and interested, as well as open and eager to exploring new things.
this is likely to be a person who isn't from your typical circle. there's a high likelihood for them to be a foreigner. you could either meet them online, like a dating app or social media, or while you're on a trip overseas of some sort.
very central theme for you two; being immensely interested in getting to know each other, considering you're so different.
it's this thing when you meet someone from a completely different background or with a very different lifestyle to yours, and naturally get curious about a variety of different things.
it can get quite fascinating, i can especially see your fs getting excited to hear about your everyday-stories. there is a childlike innocence to them. like this cute and youthful glow in their eyes when they're listening to something that intrigues them.
they're someone who's quite excitable and energetic, especially when they get to do fun and adventurous activities.
very likely for this person to have strong fire placements. i'm getting a sagittarius or aries moon or mars, perhaps.
the two of you are likely to hit it off quite fast, the chemistry is amazing. though i don't see the energy being romantic right away, there's this vibe of you two just clicking very well. beautiful harmony between you and your fs.
you could text a lot, or regularly meet up at cafĂŠ's together.
i also get this snowy and cozy fall and winter atmosphere with warm coffee vibes for some reason. this could be a significant factor for some of you. you're welcome to take whatever resonates with you personally, and leave the rest.
meeting up with this person is likely to uplift you in a beautiful way. this warm, cozy and fuzzy feeling i'm getting, is likely to relate to how you guys will feel when around your fs as well. it will be so comfortable, the conversation will flow naturally.
the existence of this person is likely to make you feel renewed. life will just seem brighter, more beautiful and pleasant.
you could feel this inner contentment, that makes many of your problems seem less dramatic, now that you have this special source of light by your side.
your fs is likely to find the same warmth in you guys as well.
the sun in the end is such a beautiful way to end the spread; think of how the sun makes you feel. warm, comfortable. it's also very vital in energy and healthy for you. that's how the dynamic between you and your fs is likely to play out.
thank you for reading á°áŠ i'd love to hear you guys' feedback on what resonated for you
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Cursed Promises
Pairings: Sukuna x Fem reader
CW: This chap, Sukuna fks reader with both his cocks in both holes ahem, (yayyy) lots of use of all his tongues and mouths OF COURSE, public sex, cockwarming, Sukuna calls you little bunny and slutty etc, soft Sukuna, he's falling in LOVE but is stubborn lol true form Sukuna, smacking (pussy, titties, ass, face- all of it lmao) THIS CHAP IS ALMOST ALL SMUT and fluff w/a little angst at the beginning
Summary: You have been promised to Ryomen Sukuna, King of curses, for as long as you've been alive, ostracized from your village, 'special'. Now you are to marry him, sight unseen. People everywhere fear him, but will you find yourself intrigued by him. Just who is the King of Curses to his new wife? Arranged marriage au
A/N: This is ALL fluff and SMUT lol, Four Parts (this is the final one) you're not gonna get much plot, I really wanted them being cute!? don't ask.- also I suck at writing powers, so sorry if I fk anything up that's canon lol! - WC this chap- 7.9k
Comments/ reblogs appreciated if you like this silly stuff, ty for all the love on these little parts they make me so happyâ¤ď¸
<<<part three

Part Four- Final Part
Two weeks later
Why have you fallen in love with such an ass?
You had asked this question to yourself many times, finally Sukuna was back home, but you refused to go see him, hiding in your room instead. Sukuna had summoned you to dine with him, but you simply locked yourself in, fiddling with the brilliant necklace, the only thing heâd left aside from his infuriating note, watching how the candlelights reflect the facets of the gems.
Knock knock knock.
âIâm not coming, Uraume.â You say, knowing their knock now.
âThe King is demanding you come, you must obey.â
âThen he can drag me out.â You hear their footsteps softly padding along the corridors, echoing in the halls.
You wanted to see him, you were dying to see him, but you were far, far too angry, too hurt right now to face him. The past couple of weeks of loneliness, of curling up in his throne and inhaling the scent he left, of being just pathetic over him, over everything he had said. He acted as if he could make you not love him, but that was completely impossible.
You fell for him, for the King of curses, who you have been promised to, the one that your powers are the antithesis of. The being so intimidating to all, but you knew what it was to have his arms around you, what it was to sit on his lap in the throne room like his Queen, which you were. You know what it was to be kissed so thoroughly, the little intimate moments he tries to brush off.
Youâre in love with him, and you canât face him.
Suddenly your door is being banged on, you tense just a bit, jumping now, breath coming in small pants when you hear his booming voice. âIâll blast this door off the fucking hinges if you donât come out, wife.â
You huff, scowling as your slippered feet gently pad across the cold marble floor below you, hand shaking as you touch the brass knob, youâre terrified youâll fold once you face him. You have no willpower, he could just look at you and youâll open for him, so pathetically, but youâre so angry with him too, youâre conflicted as you pause, knowing heâs right on the side of the door.
âI donât want to see you.â You choke out then, hiding a sob and failing, Sukuna smacks the door again, making it vibrate.
âOpen now, brat. I swear Iâll destroy your entire wing right now.â
âWhy? You donât even like me.â
âPsh, you insolent-â
âGo away, your Majesty.â You can practically hear him seething, feeling his energy so strongly then.
âYou open this door now and eat. I command you as your fucking King and husband.â
âUgh! Fine.â You open the door then, tears glimmering unshed in your eyes, Sukuna sees it then, the hurt on your face, the face he couldnât get out of his head for weeks. Eyes that haunted him as much as they annoy the shit out of him.
âDo not dare cry.â He orders, you stand straight up then, fists clenched at your sides.
âYour audacity knows no bounds, you cannot constantly command me not to do things, to feel things. If it is so terrible just leave me be, youâve more than had your chances to make an heir Iâm sure. Weâll see if it takes.â Sukuna slams the door open when you try to shut it, walking in now, step by step.
âWhen were your monthlies?â He asks, you blink then, shaking your head as you try to think.
âI am due this week, so we will know soon if you must lay with me again.â
All four of his ruby eyes glare now. âIf I must!?â
âIndeed. Iâll inform you, now⌠if you please-â
âFuck that.â Sukuna shuts your door, turning and pressing you against it now, intimidating as his arms bar you, two on either side of your head, two cupping your face. âAs if you donât desire me.â
âI do, but I will not be hurt and dismissed like Iâm some stupid child.â
âYou basically are to me.â
âThen go. Concubines must miss you- ah!â Sukunaâs slammed his lips on yours now, melting you completely, youâre clinging to him so desperate as he lifts you like you are nothing, youâre just fucking dangling as he holds you so high, lips already swelling from his kisses.
âI am here, I want you, got it brat?â Sukuna speaks through his teeth, two hands gripping your ass rough over your robes. âI need you.â
âNeed me?â Your brain short circuits, heâs kissing you desperate, it is needy how heâs all over you, youâre trembling, thighs shaking around his thick waist, tasting the sweet wine on his tongue as it devours your mouth.
âNeed to be inside you, fuck Iâve missed it.â You gasp as he parts your robes with two hands while the other two press you against the door, his tongue on his bare abdomen lapping at your bare pussy, youâre whimpering at it, clit throbbing. âMissed your taste, gods.â
âKuna⌠youâreâŚâ His thick, long tongue is lapping at you, his lips back on yours again, youâre clinging to his bare shoulders, long nails are pressing against his skin, youâre shaking when heâs lapping at you, over and over, eyes rolling back.
âNeed my cocks inside you, bunny. Waited too long.â He huffs, carrying you to the bed now, undoing his robes, you stop him, shaking your head and closing your thighs, earning his glare. âExcuse me, brat?â He shoves them open, only for you to close them once more, glaring right back.
âYou left me with a stupid note and some necklace, as if thatâll make anything better! Donât, I canât think straight when you touch me.â You whimper those words, heâs cupping your face, red eyes dilated, lips hungry as he lays naked over you.
âIâll buy you more things, anything, have you dripping with every gem in the fucking country, hmm?â
âNo, Kuna. No. You didnât have to love me back, but to leave me like that? To write your stupid note!? No!â You shove at him, tears falling from your eyes, your body and soul ache for him, but your heart is hurting, as you look at his face in the night, the lights casting shadows on all the hard planes of his face.
âYou are stupid to think you do, have you not come to your goddamn senses? Why canât you just enjoy it⌠enjoy this.â Heâs slathering kisses down your ribcage, your tummy, nipping at your flesh with sharp teeth, his long black nails pressing into your skin, making you soaking wet with every stroke of his hand, of his tongues darting out from all his damn hands.
âIf youâre⌠so⌠mmm⌠horny then go⌠to them- ah!â Sukuna slaps your cheek then, you slap him right back, then youâre devouring each other again, itâs insanity, youâre biting the King of Curses lip so hard you draw blood.
âI donât want anyone but you, annoying pest.â He grips your chin then, kissing you with the blood all over his mouth, you whine into his lips now, hips arching.
âWhy?â You whisper, he sighs, shaking his head. âWhy? If you do not answer you will not lay with me.â
âYouâre commanding me!?â He leans up on his arms, looming over you, and youâre nodding, watching his ruby eyes narrow. âI cannot explain why I only want a stupid bunny like you, but I do.â
âIs it because you care? At all?â He leans off you then, groaning and running a big hand through his pastel hair.
âI cannot fathom how Iâve come to have such an annoying, insolent girl. Perhaps I should lay with them, if you say so.â
âGo then!â You stand, shoving at the big luk of a damn man, heâs like steel under your palms, his jaw set.
âYou want me to?â
âNo!â Youâre sobbing then, and heâs shaking his head, studying you, hating that you drive him to insanity, hating that all he wants is this brat who smacks him, who bites at him, how can he handle this? Youâre making him so fucking crazy, he just wants you screaming in pleasure, not this. âBut you should, if you donât care.â
âI do care, foolish brat.â You shake your head even as he cups your face once more, thumbs brushing under your jaw line, feeling your fluttering pulse point. âFragile little human, Iâve let you go on too much.â
âYou keep trying to scare me away, it wonât work, all youâre doing is hurting me instead, hurting us.â You let him wrap his enormous fingers around your throat, he does it gently, hand shaking, losing his composure.
âWhat can I do to make you smile again?â He whispers, releasing your throat, thumb brushing your lower lip.
âLet me express myself without doubting me, without making fun of me for it. I know my own heart, you cannot tell me what to feel.â He curses then, looking up at the ceiling, despising the way he wants to make you happy, please you.
Youâve become everything he can think of and he despises that too.
âMust you say the nonsense?â He murmurs, and you smile just a bit, stepping closer, how insane are you, to have the King of Curses hand around your throat and not even flinch? No, you smile instead.
âI wonât constantly say it, but you needed to know how I felt. What if I never saw you again?â The guilt eats at him now, picturing you, the staff has said youâve barely left the room, that youâve barely eaten, he even sees your cheeks more hollow, your waist smaller under his touch, infuriating him further.
âI hear youâre refusing food, how are you to make an heir if you waste away?â He says terself, grabbing you tightly now by the waist.
âI was depressed, I cannot eat when Iâm depressed.â You whisper.
âSo youâll eat now, even if I have to force food down your throat, got it?â Come to dinner with me.â
âWhat, youâll feed me like some baby?â
âYou are a dumb little baby. Now.â You stomp after him, tying your robes as he does, you sit far away from him, across the giant table, further infuriating him as you chew your meal.
âHappy, King?â You ask, sipping your water now, Sukuna scoffs, standing up and walking to you.
âAm I happy that my bride is the most petulant brat? No.â You smack at his hands when he starts trying to shove fork fulls in your mouth. âStop it this instant.â
âI donât need you to feed me, I need you⌠I needâŚâ You shake your head, standing and turning, earning him yanking your back against his chest, two arms wrapping you now. âS-stopâŚâ
âYouâre aching for me, bet your cunt is soaked. Why fight this, you stubborn girl?â You gasp in pleasure as he cups you between your thighs, feeling your heat against his fingers. âYou know you want me inside your slutty cunt.â
âI want you to not be an ass. Ngh!â Sukuna has you bent over the table now, one hand pinning your wrists as the other lifts your robes, your thighs tremble when he sinks two long fingers, curling them just so, youâre weakly whining out and dripping down his hand and wrist, head pressing against the tablecloth. âMmmâŚâ
âYou want me to fill you, donât you?â
âW-want you⌠not so fucking⌠mean.â
He laughs, leaning over you now, but his eyes catch yours, and something takes his breath away, making him gulp now. âFine, say your stupid sentence if it makes you stop those tears. I only want you moaning.â
âYou wonât g-get mad again?â You whisper, he shakes his head, continuing to move his fingers up and down inside your slick little hole, aching for his huge cocks so badly you canât think.
âJust get it over with, bunny.â
âLove you.â He moans now, kissing you deeply, your words hit him so hard his usually steady hands tremble, he hates those stupid words, from your perfect lips, but he hates you sad much more. You exhale, sniffling, when he stands, turning you and picking you up, holding you tightly.
âAnnoying.â Is all he manages, gulping then, you sigh, clinging around his neck now, kissing him softer, so soft he feels too much. âI need to be inside you, do not make your King beg.â
âWould it be so bad, you begging for once?â You whisper, he exhales, sitting you on the table, between your spread thighs, two hands shoving them apart while two fondle your breasts over your robes.
âYou think Iâll beg? Iâm a King.â You hum softly, trailing your hands down his hard body, finding one of his cocks under his robe, stroking then, catching his eyes as you feel his hard length, you watch his lip part, lashes lowering.
âMaybe you will beg for me. Beg to be inside me again?â You bring his tip against your soppy cunt, he grips you tightly, but you shove him back, smiling.
âYouâll not tease me.â He pulls you against him, but you shake your head, back to stroking him instead, he moans out, resting his head against yours. âYou want me just as bad as I do, stop pretending.â
âYou alright, Kuna?â You whisper now, teasing your clit with one of his leaky tips, he tries to pull you again but your free hand stops him. âWhat do we say when we want something?â
âI am so not fucking begging.â
âHmm. Good night then.â You let go of him, hopping off the table, he scoffs, yanking you by your wrist now, yanking you back, leaning over you, he is intimidating.
âYour pretty pussy is aching, isnât it?â
âPretty?â You whisper.
âAll of you is. Pretty and irritating.â He kisses you deeper, you feel it then, how much of himself heâs putting to you, and you want to cave so badly.
âThen why donât you beg to come to my bed?âÂ
âTch, no⌠you beg for me to fill you.â Youâre whining out as his tongue slips against your clit again, your eyes roll back. âSo stubborn, clit is twitching, pussy is drooling.â
âSh-shut up.â Sukuna smirks though, carrying you up the stairs now, so quickly he has you there before you can blink, you get dizzy when heâs got you back laid on his bed, moaning when he parts your robes and gazes.
âThis is where you belong, in my bed naked, constantly.â He huffs, watching as your hair splays out, your purple robes under you, you look so fucking pretty he canât stand you, how bad his cocks hurt, the precum oozing out of his tips, decorating your inner thighs with white droplets,be spreads them across your skin.
âYou need to apologize.â
âWhat!? Absolutely not.â
âThen we will just lay here.â Sukuna is infuriated now, shoving up off the bed to stare at you, as if you've grown four arms yourself.
âWhat do you want from me, woman?â
âTo apologize for being a dick, leaving without saying goodbye.â He sighs and clenches his teeth.
âCease that eye watering nonsense. Will you smile if I say it then?â You nod. âFine, I'm sorry that I did not say farewell, and for⌠for finding your words foolish.â You stroke his face then, thumbs brushing over the sharp jut of a cheekbone.
âThank you, Kuna. I missed you.â You whisper softly, you feel the warmth spread through your body, find yourself falling deeper and deeper.
âYour body missed me too, didn't it?â
âDid yours?â Your hand goes to his bare chest, where his heart thuds faster under your touch. He gulps, nodding just a bit, an imperceptible movement that anyone else might miss, but it emboldens you then. âThen lay on your back, my King.â
âMe on my back?â You can tell then, he hasn't done it, let someone have control. You stroke down his chest, his abdomen, trailing his tattoos.
âI'll make you feel very good, husband.â He does as you command, laying on his back, two hands behind his head as the other two find purchase in your hair while you're kissing down his throat, his chest, tasting the salt of his sweat when your tongue darts across a flat nipple.
âYouâre an annoying pest.â He grumbles, you smile against him as your lips trail even lower, kissing along the black lines that slide across him, while your fingers set to tug and expose his cocks fully, earning his groan. âStop teasing me.â
âWhy canât I? You certainly do enough, hmm?â Youâre kissing the tips of him now, tongue flicking across the little slits that keep pumping white, inhaling his musky scent as you go.
âMâgonna shove them both in your insolent mouth at once.â He grumbles, but he doesnât, he watches you with four dilated eyes, the lower ones so lidded theyâre just slits that are glimmering in the soft candlelight of his room, which casts shadows across the wall so lewd, your head bobbing on one of his cocks now. âF-fuckâŚâ
You enjoy sucking him, youâve had much practice in a short time, enjoy the way his lips part, the way his muscles tense, how his hips buck up and jerk. You brace yourself with one hand on the bed, the other stroking his lower cock, his huge, muscled frame trembling under your caresses, his moans urging you.
âTake it deeper, brat, hmm? Can you?â Heâs taunting you, but his voice is breathy, you feel him losing his control when his hands yank on your hair, and you take his cock deep in your throat, swallowing and moaning around it, making it vibrate. âFuck! Need to be inside you, now.â
You pull back, cheeks hollowing, lips smacking and leaving trails of saliva like little glittery strings when you kitten lick his tip again. âNot yet, Kuna-ah!â
Sukuna uses his lower arms to drag you up now, holding you damn near suspended in the fucking air, youâre panicking as heâs chuckling. âOh you little brat, you really think I canât do anything I want to you?â
âPut me d-down this instant!â Heâs chuckling at you, ass of a man, before he starts dragging your hips to slide across his cocks, between your soppy slit, youâre coating every inch of him, tears falling at how good it feels.
âYouâre gonna get filled all night, bunny.â He slams you down on one of his cocks then, youâre screaming at the stretch, cunt throbbing around him, he hisses. âLoosen up, now.â
âC-canât, mâgonnaâŚâ Youâre getting eased off his cock again, then yanked back on the other, as his tongue from his stomach slathers your clit, youâre nearly sent over the edge, head falling back, hair falling like a curtain down it. âNgh!â
âWanna fill both your slutty holes.â He huffs, one of his tips pressing against your little puckered hole now, he chuckles at your expression. âNot yet, youâre too much of a frightened little prey.â
âMânot, ah- close, close⌠pleaseâŚâ You whine now, heâs just teasing you with his tips again, one slipping in your other hole, it feels so good you canât take it, especially when his tongue is lapping at you again, two hands squishing your breasts.
âThatâs it, cum all over me, now bunny.â He huffs, looking at you as you fall apart over him, youâre shattering while your cum is pouring all over, making a slick mess, body twitching when he sinks you back fully on one again. âThere she goes, she loves being filled by her king, huh?â
âYes, yes!â Youâre over pretending to have control, just clinging to him as he fucks up into you, faster and harder, thrusts jostling you so much your damn teeth click, your pussy is pulsating all around him, your arousal pooling at the base of one cock, while he pummels into you.
âPerfect pussy, sâmine, hmm? Made fâme, made to take me.â Youâre whimpering your answer, pathetically, and Sukunaâs thrusts falter, he leans up, kissing your lips, making you fall even deeper, as you struggle to stay on this plane of existence whatsoever, itâs like youâre floating and falling into the abyss thatâs him.
âMhm.â You manage, but itâs enough to urge him, to make his cock pulse for you, leaking against your cervix.
 âGonna take this seed, fill your womb with my heir.â
âPlease, please Kuna. Want it, w-want it.â He moans then, sloppy kisses between you both, as your cunt milks his cock for every spurt of cum that starts shooting up inside you.
âFeel m-me?â Heâs exhaling, his voice a whisper, he can barely handle how good your cunt feels around him, how sheâs gripping him, your eyes roll back in your skull, your mouth open, breasts arched against him when he stuffs you so full. He feels your cervix as he keeps pumping more and more cum. âAsked you a question, brat.â
His gentle smack on your face only makes you cum harder, he groans then, smacking your ass, your tits, little gentle thwacks that prolong you, while his cock stays buried. Youâre a trembling goddamn mess, blinking blackness out of your vision as you struggle to focus on your King, sprawled under you, his eyes locked on every movement of your body and face.
âKunaâŚâ You whisper, blinking rapidly then, he eases out of you, moaning when he watches the mess pouring out of your hole.
âYouâre wasting it again, tch.â You barely register how you are on your back, Sukunaâs long fingers stuffing the cum trickling all over into your sore cunt.
âToo much, mmh!â He laughs then, booming laughter that fills his chambers, easing his fingers out and shoving your thighs up, folding you in half. âWh-what are you doing, Iâm sore⌠ass of a man- ah!â
Sukunaâs thwap on your cunt stings, as he glares down at you. âIâve had enough of your mouth running, you missed me filling you, didnât you? Answer.â
âY-yes.â Youâre shaking when his face is between your thighs, despite all of his tongues, the one on his face was the sexiest when it laps you up, something about your little hands in his hair, his broad shoulders spreading you wide, just did more to you. Like he was worshipping you. âIâm sorry I was so⌠mad at you⌠my feelingsâŚâ
âYour feelings this and that, tch, youâre so needy arenât you?â You scowl right back, but his tongue is swiping up your slit now, before he leans up, and your mouth eagerly opens, you swallow both of your tastes, earning his satisfied smirk. âSince youâre so needy, Iâll clean you, get you ready for more, yes?â
âPlease, my King.â He is between your thighs again, lapping you up, shoving his tongue inside every bit of you, your cunt is pushing out all of his white ropes, which he greedily drinks. âKuna!â
âStupid name.â He huffs, tongue flicking your sensitive clit, he spreads your puffy lips wide, watching the little thing twitch with an amused smirk. âWe taste so fucking perfect together, you know that?â
âWe do⌠ah! Sensitive!â Heâs grinning, sharp teeth against you as he exposes your clit, flicking his tongue over and over, while two of hands grip your hips, dragging you on his mouth. Your hips try to back off but he doesnât let them, until youâre cumming all over his face again, which he has buried against you, orgasm wrecking your mind and any resolve you ever had.
âHow many loads can you take in this tummy, hmm?â He looks up, face coated in your arousal, one hand pressing on your tummy now.
âAs many as you want to give me.â Your words destroy him, to hear them from you? Itâs like the dreams heâs been cursed with for weeks.
âGood bunny.â You eat it up, the praise, the way he looks at you when he is back to fucking your now sore pussy, his other cock stroking your clit, making you feel so much, too much, wh. âGood, good bunny. Take it all, greedy fâme arenât you?â
You do, you take all of him somehow, you canât figure it out, how she stretches to accommodate his length, his thickness, but she does. Your body is begging for more, your eyes glazed with pleasure, as his cock slams into your womb, filling you so deep you swear heâs fucking up your insides, and your cunt keeps greedily milking him, taking everything heâs got.
Sukuna flips you so suddenly youâre breathless again, climbing on top of you, two slick fingers slipping in your little untouched hole again, while he fucks you with one cock, his other arms wrapping your waist. His breath is against your ear while youâre crying out at the stretch, still pushing out remnants of his cum from earlier, dripping with your cum down his red blankets.
âReady for me to cum in both your holes?â He murmurs, one hand cupping your face, turning you towards him you nod weakly, craving him, he moans into your mouth, tongues sloppy as they play, and he slips his other cock into that hole now.
âKuna, too much⌠too bigâŚâ Youâre crying out when he enters you, both cocks now, just their tips then a little further.
âRelax, bunny. Youâre all mine, arenât you?â You nod weakly, and it starts feeling so good, when he puts you on your knees, your ass arches for him, which heâs gripping brutally, spreading you wider. âLook at you, both your slutty holes begging for me.â
You canât speak anymore, already weak from the orgasms, now heâs never even softened you donât think, his cocks full of blood, when he sinks them further, youâre gripping the blankets, head buried, muffling your cries. Heâs fucking both of your holes steadily, not going fully in, heâs maybe a few inches, but itâs so good, youâre so full of Sukuna.
âFeel me everywhere, youâre mine, all of you.â One of his hands entangles in your hair, messy already, as he feels both of your holes clenching him, your cunt is soaking wet, your ass so tight itâs strangling his cock, all while his balls are smacking your clit. âHear it?â
âY-yesâŚâ You do hear it, the smacking of skin, the wetness of your cunt, making your ass arching up for more.
âPerfect fâme, fuck I missed you.â You tremble under him now, trying to turn your weak neck to look up at him, and heâs bending over you, big body taking you completely over, sinking deeper and deeper. âYes, brat, I d-did.â
âLove you, Kuna.â You whisper, instead of yelling at you, he moans, kissing your mouth, a hand choking your throat, taking your oxygen while he takes you over, cocks moving easier and easier.
âCum all over me, lemme feel it, you can do it hmm, my Queen?â At those words youâre ended, to hear how he professes them, you begin climaxing, ass clenching one cock while your pussy drools over his other, he has to pause, you feel so fucking good all around him.
âKuna!â Your stupid nickname ruins him, as does how tight youâre gripping him, when he sees your pretty face all fucked out.
âReady for me to fill you so full you canât walk or run that mouth?â He huffs, you nod eagerly, and heâs pouring his seed in both your holes, the sensations just prolonging your orgasm. Sukunaâs grip tightens as he cums so hard, his teeth sinking into your shoulder, leaving a bruise, you love it, love the sting, love the way he marks you, the way he feels.
The two of you stay like that for a moment, his cocks still buried deep, your pussy and ass spasming around them, catching your breath now, as is your King. His eyes are closed, his breathing ragged, but his grip on you doesnât loosen, not one bit, keeping you pinned, keeping you full.
âYouâre mine, stupid little bunny.â He whispers, his voice hoarse, his teeth sinking into the back of your shoulder now.
âYours.â You whisper back, your voice trembling with satisfaction, your heart fluttering at the possessiveness in his tone.
He pulls out slowly, a gush of cum following him, painting your thighs, your holes, all over until itâs a dripping mess, the wet spot under you growing, mixing with your sweat soaked bodies. He turns you, cupping your face and hovering over you, watching your breasts rise and fall, spreading your thighs and smirking at all the cum oozing from your holes.
âYou called me⌠your Queen.â You whisper, and he rolls his eyes.
âTch, that is what you are? Foolish brat.â
âI enjoyed that.â He smirks now, leaning down to hover over you, studying a face thatâs become far too important too fast.
âDid you now?â
âI did. Thank you for⌠not telling me to stop saying it.â You manage, emotions in your throat, you donât expect him to ever say it back, and that hurts, but you feel so connected then, in the quiet night under him.
âItâs foolish but I tire of your frown, that upsets me. With annoyance.â He covers up the truth, that your sad face breaks him.
You smile almost knowingly, as if you can read him so well. âMy King, may I start the training finally, tomorrow?â
âYouâre still set on that, huh?â You nod. âFine, Iâll do whatever you wish, as long as youâŚâ
âSmile?â
âThat.â You do so then, brightening your face, making his stomach flip, he hates that you control him this way, still wondering just what powers or spells youâve put on him. âBetter.â
Soon youâre snuggled up to him after being cleaned up, bare against his naked frame under the heavy covers, Sukuna loves even your little cold hands and cold feet, but he sure wouldnât be letting you know. âWarm them up, now you pest.â
âWeâve been through this, I need you to do that.â He scoffs, pulling you against his chest, one hand brushing your hair back soothingly, as you yawn. âI missed this, you holding me.â
âShut it, brat.â You smile as you nuzzle him, and soon you fall asleep, while Sukuna stares up at the ceiling, the one painted with ancient wars, wars heâs participated in, and he doesnât know how heâll ever be able to live without you.
How annoying you are.
*****
âSore, bunny?â Sukuna teases the next day, as you begin training, you glare at him now. âWhat?â
âYou know I am.â You hiss, considering heâd fucked you twice last night, youâre sore in places also you canât even explain, in ways that make your cheeks heat up while you walk.
âWeak little human.â He taunts, you hold your hands up then, focusing as heâs been showing you for hours. âGonna do something, bunny?â
You glare when he taunts you, and then gasp as he begins to cleave several trees in half. âHolyâŚâ
âThis is why we needed to be outside.â Heâs smirking sadistically, so very proud of his powers, you roll your eyes. âTry to stop me, bunny, close your eyes, donât get distracted.â
You concentrate, feeling your own energy fill you, shutting your eyes, and positioning your hands just so, until you hear a grunt. You open them, realizing youâve completely locked Sukunaâs arm up, heâs grinning though, nodding at you, and you use the energy to slam him into the ground.
âFuckâŚâ Heâs huffing, you gasp now, running to him, letting your energy fall, only for him to drag you on him, laughing. âYou are a witch.â
âA witch?â
âYes, a witch. Dropping me to my fucking knees, making me stupid for you, haunting my dreams.â
âYour dreams?â You whisper, hair falling to the side, brushing his broad shoulders over his bare chest as he holds you on him, his head on the grass below. Trees are decaying, grass is withering, all from him, but you think itâs beautiful, the destruction heâs brought.
âAll of you, endlessly irritating.â You smile then, realizing he cares just as much as you do, though he surely wouldnât say that.
In his own way, this was it.
âMaybe I am bewitching you, one day youâll fall in love with me.â He snorts, rolling all four eyes, shocking you when he has you flipped on your back, breathless.
âYou wish, brat. Keep dreaming.â
*****
âSukuna, you cannot leave me again. Please.â Youâre pleading two weeks later, as he tells you he must leave for a few days again. âTake me with you, or send your damn armies.â
âA King must stand with them, you have me be a stupid bunny like you?â
âStupid bunny!?â You use your energy then, crashing everything off the giant table with a clatter, earning his grin.
âYouâre sexy when youâre using your flimsy little fucking powers.â
âOh fuck you!â You stomp off then, but heâs got you in his arms before you can leave, holding you tightly. âStop it. Iâm angry.â
âYouâre always angry, bunny really thinks sheâs not just prey.â You shove at him now, knocking him back, only making him grin wider.
âTake me with you, please. I can help.â You see it then, the emotions in his gaze, he shakes his head at you. âYou think I'm incapable?â
âNot at all, fuck youâre more capable than most of the dumb boys that fight for me.â
âThen why not?â
âBecause I need you safe.â His roaring voice echoes in the dining hall now, he cups your face with rough hands. âI have to make sure youâre here, where I know no one can touch you.â
âI donât want to be without you.â You feel tears streaming down your cheeks now, he swipes at them, the gnawing in his heart and soul growing with every moment he spends with you, with every look you give him. He canât take it, all that he feels for you, building and building. âI feel sick.â
You rush out then, and he sighs, watching your retreating form when Uraume walks up. âCould you check on her? Sheâs angry again, little brat.â
Uraume nods, smiling just a bit, and soon finds you, throwing up. They blink in concern, coming up to you then, holding your hair, as you whimper miserably. âHas something upset your stomach, my Queen?â
âI didnât even eat or drink, heâs got me s-so angry, Uraume. He doesnât think I can helpâŚâ Youâre sick again, and Sukuna is standing by your door, watching in concern as Uraume rubs your back.
âSomething is wrong, when was your last monthly?â You blink then, rapidly, leaning on your knees, eyes catching Sukunaâs at the door.
âI havenât had one since Iâve been here.â You touch your tummy then, smiling, and you see it, not a smirk or sadistic grin, itâs a beautiful smile from Ryomen Sukuna. âI am with child?â
âIâll have the royal doctor examine you tomorrow. My King, perhaps we can put off the journey for a few days?â They ask, as theyâre helping you clean up, youâre cleaning your teeth, even the water you drink after making your tummy hurt.
âFor a few days then. Leave us for a moment, please.â Soon Sukuna picks you up carefully, in his arms, cradling you to his chest. Your arms wrap his neck, as you caress his face, so much unspoken between you both, you just study each other, breathless. âYouâre carrying my heir?â
âI hope so, Kuna.â You admit, while he sits on the bed, still holding you across his massive lap with two arms, the others, brushing back your hair. âI want to have many heirs for you, I promise I will be a good mother, and a good queen.â
âI already know that, foolish girl. God help me if theyâre stubborn like you.â Your eyes narrow, earning his laughter.
âI hope it will be a son for you.â
Sukuna hopes itâs a girl, one just like you, but he doesnât say that, he shouldnât say that, heâs a King after all, he needs male heirs. But as one hand rests on your still flat tummy, he pictures it, many children with you, emotions making his heart race faster and faster.
âYou cannot come if you are, you know this, donât be so stubborn.â You sigh, looking up at him.
âI know that. I canât risk something happening.â
âFinally you see reason, pregnancy becomes you. Donât glare at me, brat, come on now.â He pulls you against him you rest your head on his chest, nausea easing then as his energy consumes you both, surrounding you. âThis baby, with both of our powers, will be a menace.â
âHe will be sweet like me, thank you.â Sukuna smirks.
âWeâll see.â
*****
After confirming you were indeed pregnant, Sukuna put his journey off a few days, and he surprises you even when heâs gone, he has an entire nursery made by his servants, it makes no sense to this early but heâs so sure about it. All of his concubines also have disappeared, youâre not really sure where they went, and the servants pamper you.
But you miss him. When he does return weeks later, youâre curled up in his throne asleep, breaking his heart, heâs covered in grime and sweat from his trek, you look so fragile and tiny to him. Heâs been consumed again by dreams of you, of fears of something happening to you, to the baby, so to see you so peaceful allows him to breathe for just a moment.
Sukuna gets down on one knee, kneeling for his sleeping queen, so beautiful in front of him, caressing your face carefully, brushing your hair off it where itâs fallen. You snuggle against his big hand, brows together, he notices your hand is on your tummy over your robes, he places his other hand there as youâre mumbling then.
âKuna⌠miss you⌠love youâŚâ Youâre babbling, head shifting, your brows knitting together, and he exhales, leaning close, the words that have been stirring since he met you ready to spill.
âI love you, bunny. Infuriating, annoying, silly, stubborn brat.â His whisper is so quiet, and youâre still asleep, he exhales in relief that you donât hear him yet, pressing a kiss to your forehead. âYou make me so foolish.â
You come to then, seeing him and your eyes widening, before they glimmer in tears and you smile so big at him. âYouâre home!â
Home, the castle never really felt like a home until you, did it?
âIâm here, why are you sleeping on my throne?â He demands, you blush then in the night, shifting to sit up, looking into his glinting ruby eyes.
âI feel so close to you here.â You admit softly.
âI need to bathe, youâll wash me hmm?â
âYes, Kuna.â
Youâre both in the onsen, it reminds you of the first time you were taken by him, memories in every bit of the steamy room, as you start cleaning him, sitting on the edge, your legs draped in the water. You frown as you find new scars have formed, although he heals quickly, these must have been deep. You tense as you trail your washcloth across his shoulders.
âTheyâre just scratches, bunny. Calm down.â He says, feeling it, your worry behind him. He can feel every bit of you, even when heâs gone, he turns then, seeing your beautiful body, smiling as he sees a little roundness of your tummy. âLook at you⌠this body, fuckâŚâ
âItâs showing a little.â You smile, touching it now, Sukuna leans down, pressing a kiss against it, your hands stroking his hair, feeling it slick under your fingers.
âI need you, bunny. Now.â He tugs you in the water now, you gasp as he pulls you against him, tongue on his stomach thick and wet as it laps at you between your thighs. Your head falls back for his brutal kisses, his rough bites. âYour marks have faded, need new ones huh?â
âNeed them everywhere, Kuna.â Sukuna realizes you didnât hear him earlier, because you would have been boasting about his confession if you did, but you still seem to just know, infuriating in your ability to assess him completely. âWhat is it, my King?â
Heâs looking at you this certain way, opening and closing his lips, you wonder then what he wants to say, but holds back. Your heart is racing as you cling to him, but he kisses you instead, muffling your cries while his tongue works your cunt over and over, sliding inside you, preparing you for him.
âMiss your taste.â He huffs, lips parted, little droplets falling from his lashes. âMissed your annoyance.â
âYou missed me, hmm?â Youâre grinning, heâs scowling, itâs what you both seem to do, but you love it, love when youâre stretched by his cock and pressed against the wall of the bath, water undulating around you.
âDo you ever shut up?â Your giggles turn into cries soon of pleasure, as his cock drags on your walls, and sheâs tightening around him.
âKiss me.â He does as you demand, desperate and hungry, four arms taking over every bit of your body as he destroys your mind, biting your lips until theyâre swollen, sinking deeper into your welcoming cavern, so warm and wet for him.
âI love you, brat.â You gasp now, blinking rapidly as you stare at him. âI wonât say this nonsense again, got it?â
âYou love me!? Ah!â Sukuna shoves his cock hard in you now, youâre trying to register his words, as he fucks all sense out of your mind.
âIâll not repeat it. You know it, yes brat?â He cups your face, gripping your chin, as your heart races, youâre trying to form a coherent word, wondering if youâre dreaming. âYour King asked you a question.â
âYou l-love me?â
âTch.â He pulls out of you, making you whine. âYouâre too cock drunk to focus, arenât you? I said Iâll not repeat myself.â
âYou love me too?â Youâre laid down on the towels once more, heâs hovering over you with two arms, the others gripping your face.
âYes, youâve cast whatever spell, evil bunny. Do you know now?â Youâre sobbing, but youâre smiling, confusing the shit out of him. âAre you sad or happy, fuck!?â
âSo happy, so happy. I love you and our baby so much, my King.â He rolls his eyes, scoffing, but your words melt him.
âEnough of that. Now.â He sinks back inside your cunt, moaning as he feels your wet heat after weeks of not having it. âNeed to feel you cumming for me.â
*****
Your arranged marriage with Ryomen Sukuna, King of Curses, was by far and away the best thing that happened to you. Youâve already had your first child now, a son named after his father, but Sukuna is determined to have more and more of them. When you feel insecure, he scoffs and demands you stop, before his tongues and hands worship your body.
He doesnât profess his feelings too often, but sometimes when he thinks youâre sleeping, heâll caress your cheek and whisper âI love you, bunnyâ thinking you donât hear him. And every so often when he cums, he cries out in your ear just so, you hear some jumbled âfucking love youâ before he catches himself.
He was still a force to be entranced by anyone, but he is soft with his wife, you, his Queen, heâs soft with his son, when he thinks no one sees. Sukuna is a conundrum, and you donât know if youâll ever get used to his duality, brutally dominating the world one moment, and the next heâs sweetly kissing your babyâs forehead, or caressing your face softly.
Now, having recovered from having the baby, Sukuna has you on his lap during his meetings with the council often, however this time, your devious husband has his cock inside of you, under your robes. Your cunt is gushing all around him as you try to maintain your composure, and heâs delighting in it, laugh soft in your ear, tickling you as you throb.
âStay still now bunny, theyâll know what a slut their Queen is for her Kingâs cocks, hmm?â He taunts, you glare at him, only serving to make him jerk his hips up just so, your eyes roll back in your skull, being stretched like this on him.
âY-youâre the worst, K-Kuna.â You whisper back, he chuckles again, two of those huge tattooed hands pressing your hips down, stuffing his full length inside you, his tip drooling against your cervix.
âIâll put two babies in your womb this time. Need twins.â His words end you, the council are speaking now, and youâre trying so hard not to scream out, his other cock his pressing against your clit, youâre gushing down his muscled thighs, his veiny length, feeling so fucking good you canât take it.
âYour Majesty, we-â
âNo, Iâm busy.â Sukuna fucking flings his subjects, youâd normally get on him about his antics, but you canât speak when his cock is buried so deep. He rests his chin on one hand lazily, as the other people speak, and he keeps you still, warming his cock as the other drizzles precum on your belly.
âKuna, pleaseâŚâ You whisper now, and he feels you tightening, scowling up as you make him sensitive.
âYou brat, you mean to tease me?â You bat your lashes innocently.
âNo, my King.â
âKeep going and theyâll have their next heir right here.â He hisses, serving to make your heart race, your cunt dripping all over, he sinks a hand under your robes, his tongue from his hand lapping it up, as you bite your lip, stifling your cries. âWant them to watch me fuck another in you?â
âN-no, sadistic ass.â He glares right back, someone is saying something, but the two of you are too consumed in each other to notice.
âStay still, brat, and Iâll let you ride me right here when weâre done, if you donât I wonât wait, youâll have a royal audience.â
You make it through the meeting, just barely, and soon heâs got your robes parted, and youâre straddling him on his throne, taking both of his cocks, riding him, your hands braced on his strong shoulders. Heâs sucking on your nipples as your breasts bounce in his face, letting you control the pace, letting you ride him, he wonât tell you but he loves it when you do.
âGoing to keep you pregnant, brat.â He huffs, wrecking you with his words, you swear you hear an I love you when heâs cumming so deep, but you let him think you donât.
âLove you, Kuna.â You murmur, it makes him melt, but he just glares.
âYou can still talk, huh bunny? Need to fix that.âIf Sukuna is a little softer these days, he has only his very bratty bride to blame, you.
A/N- aww this was so fun, I loved writing this fun little mini series here. It was fluffy and filthy and I enjoyed making Sukuna soft, idk idk lol!. Ty for the love on this little thing!? Ya'll I'm hooked on Sukuna fr lol (already wrote modern Sukuna nowww) so plenty more to come.
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The strongest astrological placements to have
Some astrological placements have a greater influence on a birth chart. The energy of these placements can be so big that it overshadows other energies in the chart.
Here are some of them:
Virgo Venus: This one considerably weakens Venusian energy in the chart. These natives are less interested in romantic relationships because they are focused on their responsibilities. Venus is about socializing, making relationships work, and our sense of self-worth. Virgo is about what needs to be done, how it can benefit others, and how it can be improved. Virgo is demanding, both of itself and others. It's focused on the negative, making them difficult to satisfy. This energy humbles people so that they serve something bigger than themselves. Even the light of a Leo sunâthe most powerfulâis dimmed when Venus is in Virgo.
Pisces Venus: Venus' energy is at its peak in Pisces. Which is logical since it is the sign of its exaltation. Venusian qualities, such as love, charm, or understanding, are expressed more freely. This placement can make strong, independent types more susceptible to toxicity or abuse. Pisces's compassion knows no limits. It sees only the good in people and can sacrifice itself for a long time before realizing it's being taken advantage of.
Leo Moon/Mercury/Venus: A Solar individual's self-expression is boundless. These natives are extremely open, even when they shouldn't be. They consider their opinions, thoughts, or emotions as extremely valuable. Even more withdrawn types become open books with these placements. Leo is proud. When possessed of this energy, you don't want to hide the things that make you you.
Scorpio placements: Having a Scorpio placement makes one extremely secretive. When in foreign territory, Scorpio placements become quiet and start observing. They are evasive when asked about their experience. This is a defense mechanism; Scorpios have been victims of the hands of people they trusted in the past, which has led them to become very suspicious. Trust is hardly given for a Scorpio. They even keep things away from those closest to them because the person they trust the most with their secrets is themselves. Their secretiveness makes them very mysterious and magnetic. They're like a secret you want to uncover. One thing that is also worth noting is that Scorpio energy makes you really obsessive with the object of your desires. You can't rest until you have obtained that thing or person you want, which can become quite dangerous and unhealthy.
Capricorn Mars: This is Mars' exaltation. This makes even the most lighthearted and free-spirited person extremely ambitious and confident in their capacity to reach their goals. Mars is about action, & Capricorn, which is ruled by Saturn, is about time and endurance. This person can achieve great heights because they know that to become great, you have to put in the time and effort. Their accomplishments and the recognition that they get from them are the things that matter most to a Capricorn Mars.
Leo Rising: People with this placement are always catching attention and admiration without meaning to. which is understandable as they are followed by the sun. They always have something unique about them. Maybe it's their elaborate style, laughter, dignified air, or the warmth they exude that makes them stand out. Whatever it is, it's always out for everyone to see. It's a placement that has fought very hard to build themselves and their confidence, which has also made them super proud and uncompromising. By rarely letting their guards down, they might lose chances at love and friendship. Leo rising is supposed to choose themselves in this lifetime anyway â and they will, even if the rest of the chart says otherwise.
Aquarius Sun/Moon: these ones are so easy to spot. They seem to be from a distant world that no one knows about. There's just this unusual and disconnected vibe to them. Wherever they appear, they act differently. Their style, manner of speech, or opinions are always opposite to those of the majority. You never know what to expect from these placements, as they are very unpredictable.
Aries placements: People with Aries placements are assertive and usually don't beat around the bush. They are not scared of causing drama â they actually like it. Aries, the first sign of the zodiac, can make these placements childish and impatient. Like children, they don't hesitate to express their most random thoughts, even if they aren't appropriate. You can count on them to always tell you the hard truth because they value honesty. These placements can make you active and impatient, which makes it difficult to wait for things. But the good thing is that it pushes you to go after their desires instead of waiting for them to magically appear on your lap.
Gemini/Sagittarius Sun/Moon: these people talk a lot. and i mean a looot. it's honesly tiring sometimes. but they usually know what they are talking about as they have taken the time to actually learn it. their curiosity is endless, and so is their desire to spread that knowledge with everyone they encounter. they are always learning about a new skill or subject and trying to become better at practicing or teaching it. you can spot one of these placements when a quiet person finally opens up you, and endlessly talks about their interests with passion & excitement.
Capricorn Moon: This placement can dampen someone's self-expression. Capricorn Moons had to grow up quickly and lock away their inner child. Their emotions aren't expressed easily, except for anger, as it's the only one that allows them to feel safe. They weren't really allowed to be vulnerable as children & instead were forced to work or make themselves useful somehow. Today, they are consumed with this feeling of pressure, which is mostly self-inflicted. They use themselves and produce until they are completely burnt out and depressed.
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Just a gentle reminder
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If you're unsure of how to contact and make your piece known to your House representatives, here's a handy resources guide, complete with call scripts written specifically for democrats and republicans!
Make no mistake, this bill will not just affect millions of people in the states, this will also affect the wider web across the world. So for international folk, you can also sign the petition here!
I believe taking these actions may end up working, because even House representatives are beginning to doubt this bill is in anyway a good thing actually. All we have to do now is pile on the pressure!
There is no sugar coating this bill, and more and more people are starting to see it for what it is; KOSA is a trojan horse for internet censorship. Call your representatives and demand they kill it once and for all.
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