#this is from three days ago o7

[aeb-art]

oh i forgot to post this sad guy

geo belongs to @8um8le

[loomimoosh]

Fanart of Chumtail from @loudclan-clangen <3

"man im having a rough day, im gonna make a doodle, just to do something with my hands, maybe practice anatomy and posing, nothing serious :)" -me, like three or four hours ago

Anyway, my favorite character died to a noble sacrifice, and I'm super weak to stuff like that. So here she is, off to the big oil slick in the sky o7

[sakuraryomen01]

Valentino /Sukuna Ryomen x Fem! Reader/ .11 [Slight Nsfw]

warnings: asshole sukuna, college prep. school (aka bitch u at an expensive ass school), former friends to lovers, slow burned love, yuji is sukuna's little brother, ec project with Nickolas the transfer student, drunk sukuna shows up at the dorm(!?), a small makeout session, some sexual touching and mentions of grinding/humping at readers thighs, caring for this stressed out man-slut, ooc sukuna.

reader: female reader; 23 years of age, college prep.

plot: It's been years since you've moved from country life, since you've forgotten about all the things you used to love about your hometown and where you grew up from... you didn't think it'd chase you to college in the city after almost a decade..

words: 5.036k

fanfic masterlist: .o1 .o2 .o3 .o4 .o5 .o6 .o7 .o8 .o9 .10 .11 .12 .13 .14 .15 .16 .17 .18 .19 .20

a/n: hey guys! sorry for the delay ^^ i've been wanting to get some chapters drafted before posting them! ty sm for the patience i hope u enjoy and r ready for the upcoming drama between sukuna and y/n!

a/n 2: so so sooooo sorry for being three days later after saying i'd be posting right away!!>< I was with family and the wifi was being iffy the last few days. I couldn't access many of my socials and much less work on the final draft of the chapter!! i powered thro until i was satified and it's finally here! i hope you enjoy!!

chapter/idea cred to: @misslauravillanueva i needed to give credit for the help! i was struggling on what to do!><

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Thank you for reading this! Enjoy!

“Achoo!”

“Ah, are you alright?” Geto’s cool tone echoed from the kitchen, his brow raised with a curious expression written on his face. “Coming down with something? I told you to relax from studying for a while–”

“It’s not that!” You huff, cheeks burning with embarrassment. ”I just sneezed. I don’t know why though..”

“Okay, relax. I’m not gonna get upset.”

With a pout, you leaned against the armrest of the couch. Bowl of mac and cheese with little hot dogs in hand and a Coke on the coffee table. Eyes returning back to the TV screen and watching the current crime show playing, listening to the crimes that the murderer committed as he was handed a death sentence. 

Sometimes, when I let my mind wander to Sukuna.. It feels like that.

The idea that he’s now stuck on your mind despite all the anger he had towards you. The almost strange obsession and addiction to the idea of him. While you’ve been repetitively trying to control these new emotions and thoughts, you couldn’t help it. Seeing Sukuna that day in Ec class all those days ago. Having to tutor him. Even dealing with his weird smirks and teasing.

..That kiss too..

“Your face is doing that thing again, Y/n,” Geto’s voice chirped out of nowhere, causing you to jolt in your spot. “So jumpy over a guy? You know therapy exists, right?”

Returning a rather poorly chosen burn, Geto stood from his spot on the couch and waved a hand at you. Grabbing his things and his shoes from the carpet near the door, he sent you another telling look.

“If you're this upset, just ask what's up. Seriously, seeing you get stressed over this is kinda.. sad.”

There was a stabbing pain in your chest. You knew.

“Good night to you too, Suguru,” You hum, leaning on your fist as the door closed with a click. Leaving you alone in the dormitory for a few moments.

Your thoughts clouding your headspace until you decided to go to bed. Unable to understand this dreadful lil thing people called love, unable to understand why Sukuna Ryomen had crawled his way into your heart just by being an ass.

Tomorrow is another day.. Right?

. . .

“Today we'll be picking partners for class projects!”

Eh?? Ehhhhh????

You blinked a few times at the announcement, looking down towards Toji as students began to groan and complain a little. Quickly these were silenced as Toji lifted a stack of papers and chuckled deeply in his husky voice.

“It's not my problem, just get them done. You have two weeks to do it, so get your partners. The class is uneven so be ready for one of y'all's groups to have an extra person. It's a self-pick topic type of thing so start discussing today or tomorrow your topic and go with it!”

Toji tapped the papers on his desk and sat, letting his tie loose as he started relaxing for the rest of the period.

“If you need suggestions for your topic, there's a list in here along with your presentation requirements. I expect all names and correct citations with these as well.”

You let out a small groan and rub your temple. Not only were you stressed, now you had to deal with this? Extra shifts at work couldn't save you from this type of annoyance. It's not that you hated group projects, it's just a small tick when half of them throw the work onto you.

Pros and cons. Pros– none. Cons– work was usually tossed onto you.

You stood from your desk and began making your way down the steps to grab a paper. A strange chill ran up your spine as you passed Sukuna’s. Sparing a glance over, your cheeks warmed almost immediately.

Some bits of hair were pinned back and a pen rested on an ear. His shirt had a few buttons undone with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Black pants tight enough to have made a bakery spawn on the seat he sat upon. He looked really handsome, daring to battle even Toji’s good looks, and it was getting to you. 

What hit the nail in the coffin is when he just so happened to catch you ogling with your tongue practically hanging out of your mouth. His eyes sharpened at your expression as a smirk curled at the corners of his lips.

An almost playful yet teasing smile you weren't used to seeing on his face caught you off guard. It made your face hot, and your shame grow a few beats in that moment.

“Stop creeping” was basically what his face was saying.

Letting out a strained cough, you covered your face and made your way back up to your desk. Positive that his eyes had followed you all the way up the stairs before you sat in your spot. Hiding behind the paper and some random book you grabbed from your bag.

You couldn't be more obvious, could you?

While fellow students started to shift in their seats and partner up with friends and just random buddies from in the room, Sukuna was swarmed with a small audience of girls as he stood from his seat to also fetch a paper. The guys that sat around him gave him annoyed side-eyes and snorts as he absorbed the attention from all the women in the room. 

“Sukuna, do you wanna partner with me?” One asked, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose and letting the blush on her cheeks show.

“Me too, we could all do it together!” Another spoke up, poking her button nose into their conversation. Her bright green eyes staring up at Sukuna with a needy gleam.

It makes you confused to an extent, making you press your brows together as you look to the side. Sukuna probably thought that's what you looked like every time you saw him. It makes your heart ache and head throb, another grand headache to your already upsetting day.

Just let your mind be normal for once in your life.

You begin to gather your things and part from the room, the hustle and bustle of the classroom quietly fading into the background. Letting out a relaxed sigh as the sight of your bed creeped into the corners of your mind– oh, how you wished to be relaxing in bed with your favorite stuffy.

“Hello, miss? Would you like to be my partner for the project?” A voice suddenly called from behind you, somewhat echoing throughout the quiet hallways. It startled you since you didn’t expect anyone to follow you out of the classroom asking such a thing, it piqued your interest.

Lifting your head, you come face to face with someone you didn’t know.

His dark hair was up in a bun with his undercut showing behind his pierced ears, a kind smile flashing behind yet another piercing on his lip. Tanned skin that seemed to glow like it was pampered with the best beauty products around, not a scar or pimple in sight. Cute dimples at the corners of his lips adding to his boyish charm while his honey eyes gleamed at you. It reminded you of Yuji in a sense, but this was not Yuji.

You’ve never seen this guy before– a really cute one at that.

“Hello,” you say, momentarily stunned at the stranger, letting your hand weakly wave. “Uhm, partner?”

There was an adorable chuckle that furthered your stunned silence before you heard a response. “Yes, I saw you walk out here alone and thought you might need one.”

You take in a deep breath, regaining your composure quickly and patting yourself down. “Ah, right. I actually don’t like having a partner, my past experiences have led me to conclude that they’re not the best option for a project. Besides, I’m a big girl, I can handle one on my own.”

“I can see why,” He starts, looking back at the classroom with the still clamoring students before returning his attention to you. “That horde in there was after one guy, they don’t care about this project. I was actually about to do the same as you when I saw my choices were so low.”

Rubbing a big calloused hand over his nape, the strangers’ almond eyes looked from the empty halls and to you, his smile sheepish. “Please? Don’t make me beg now.”

There was a small silence between you and the stranger as you considered walking off and letting him go with his original plan before the Economics class erupted with whines as Sukuna and a girl walked from inside. The color left your cheeks, seeing the girl’s arm wrapped tightly around Sukuna’s. Looking as if he was protecting her from the growing crowd of the class, engaging in an active conversation as they walked on by.

Your heart sank sharply, seeing Sukuna letting someone else into his circle. He used to be so cold, so annoyed with people when he was younger. Only letting you really hold him that close, giving you nuzzles of appreciation since he didn’t like to say it aloud.

Now, he gives you the cold shoulder and holds others that aren’t you close.

Without letting your head finish its last thought and your eyes still trained on the back of Sukuna’s head, you gave a nod and looked back at the stranger. “Sure. I’m Y/n L/n, by the way.”

“Really? That’s great!” He smiled, the warmth of his company lightening your mood sufficiently more than it was a few moments ago. “My name’s Nickolas Alveres, it’s nice to meet you, L/n.”

The both of you share a smile for a second before Nickolas nods down the hall, motioning for the both of you to head to your next classes. He doesn’t wait for you to join him, but you do anyway. Trying to make small talk with him as you try to get to know your partner, letting the smile on your lips stick.

While you wore a smile, someone else had a frown. A deep scowl, if you will. You didn’t feel it, but Sukuna’s partner saw it.

She raised a brow, cheeks tinted a slight color as she cast her gaze in the same direction. Seeing you close to another man, only escalating the befuddlement.

“What’s wrong, Sukuna?”

A disgruntled look was plastered all over said man’s face, his frown so prominent it was a waste of time to even attempt to hide it. A chasm of wrinkles forming on his forehead as his brows pressed together at the sight before him. Watching the way you and some kid walked side by side with a smile on your face, not a care in the world.

When did you get so chummy?

“It’s nothing.. Let’s go, Haru,” He said, not sparing a second to look back at you. With a huff, he pulled his work partner, Haru, with him to the nearby library to find a good subject for this project.

It’s what he wanted anyways.. right?

. . .

“Wait, wait.. He punched Gojo in the face?!” Nickolas laughed, holding his cup up to his lips quickly to cover his giggles and chuckles. His nose crinkled up as they continued despite his obvious resistance. “He must’ve been drunk too to get so defensive!! I thought he was just a jerk most of the time.”

“Usually he is,” You start, crossing your legs under the coffee table. Looking over some of the notebooks the both of you had sprawled out onto the wood to look for any good topics to talk about in the presentation. Quickly, you scribbled out one, taking a sip from your cup and looking back up to Nickolas. “Recently though, he’s been alright. Not as mean as he used to be, but not one-hundred percent rude and annoying.”

A calm silence filled the air as Nickolas rested his work in his lap, taking a moment to look from them to you. “Speaking of, how long have you known this guy? You talk about him like he’s an old friend.”

The corner of your lips twitch upwards for a short second before you let your face relax. “He was. Not really interested in joining forces again recently.”

Nickolas nodded his head in understanding, eyes glazing over somewhat on what response to give. Seeing that the idea of this guy somehow hurt you, it got him concerned. Why bother letting him get to you so deeply if this is the result? It doesn’t make sense.

“Don’t let it get to you too much, Y/n,” He mustered after a short silence, placing his cup on the coffee table and letting his ring tap against the plastic. “If he’s still letting you be this close, even helping you care for a friend, that’s gotta be something.”

You nod numbly, knowing the obvious has been said too many times. Talk to him, ask him how he’s doing about the relationship, what does he want from you? The same three things that you always wanted to say when you were with him, but how. Other than tutoring, other than being near each other in class, you and Sukuna spent little to no time together.

All you remember about him is that he was the tough kid in school with home problems that liked to play tag and hide and seek. That he scared you with bugs and frogs while at the lake or near the Willow tree. The fond memories you shared with him couldn’t be the only factor that you had to use to judge what you wanted, you had to be around him more.

How was going to be the hardest puzzle to solve.

“Oh well,” Nickolas yawned, stretching his arms over his head. “It’s about time i get headed to my dorm. I have an early class tomorrow. I’ll leave you my number so that we can plan meetings for the project!”

Jokes and laughter filled the room as you and your partner exchanged information when there was a loud commotion at the door. You glanced from Nickolas to the dorm door and let out a light hearted chuckle, waving your hands next to your head.

“Ah, I’ll go get that! Gather your things, okay?”

Nickolas nodded and turned to his open binder and mess of notebook paper splayed on the coffee table, humming to himself as you rushed over to the front door. Hair stood at attention when you opened that door, seeing a messed up man laying on the hallway floor. A big wine bottle squeezed tightly in his right hand, the other placed next to his head on the floor.

His voice came out in gentle hums of some random rock song, lyrics jumping out from his mouth every second or so in a drunken daze. His fluffy hair was messy and almost unrecognizable until you realized who it was.

It was Sukuna.

“Wh.. What are you doing here?” You shout, shocked at his arrival, but there was not really a response. Only his hand raising to wave his finger around to the hum of his song. “Sukuna, answer me!!”

“..rather be.. Than lonely..”

Letting out a sigh, you look back at Nickolas and see his confused face staring at the gap between you and the door down at Sukuna. He stood there ready to go with his bag strap on his shoulder and keys in hand, giving you quick glances for some semblance of an answer. You give a small shrug, looking back to the immobile man on the ground.

Gently, you kick at one of his legs to try and get something out of him. “Sukuna, get up!”

Not a single thing, just a grunt and a tussle before your eyes finally connect with glazed ones. Maroon pools that were foggy beyond belief, not having a thought behind them. Nickolas tilts his head to the side and shakes it, giving you a pat on the arm and a sheepish smile.

“I'll get out of your hair, Y/n. Good luck!”

You step out of the man’s way, looking down at the disgruntled Sukuna and give a weak chuckle. Parting ways with Nickolas for the evening and kneeling down to Sukuna and shaking his shoulder. “Sukuna, you’ll get sick, get up.”

“..Doesn’t matter,” Sukuna mumbled, closing his eyes and taking a sip of his drink. “F’m sick, I’ll just be sick..”

“It does matter, now get up.”

You did your best to pull Sukuna up by his arm and into a sitting position, hooking the limp appendage over your shoulder and lifting him up onto his feet. It was a struggle since Sukuna was so heavy, but you managed. The stench of alcohol reeked from his breath and shirt, mixes of dirt and some stains that you didn’t feel the need to ask where they came from. 

Stumbling into your dormitory you freed the near empty beer bottle from Sukuna’s grasp and pulled the door close. He wasn’t giving much fight– probably due to the amount he drank– and just leaned his weight onto you. Mumbling to himself about things you weren’t going to pressure him into answering. Still, it made you wonder.

What the hell drove him to come to my place?

Surely, he wouldn’t mind answering that.

With a huff to your lips you plopped Sukuna’s heavy ass onto the couch and folded your arms. The beer bottle in your hand swirling around as you rotate your wrist ever so slightly, brow raising at Sukuna’s nearly asleep form. It was odd to see the big, strong and mean Sukuna Ryomen on his last leg from intoxication. 

Despite this, you found it cute.

“I’ll go get you some water and maybe a change of clothes,” You announce, tilting your head to see if that gauges a reaction. Sadly there was nothing but a huff and some finger taps on the couch’s cushions. Letting your arms fall to your side, you grunt and place the beer on the table. “Whatever, I’ll be right back.”

You grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and some extra sheets from your bedroom before making your way back into the living room to Sukuna. A fresh set of clothing was provided, thanks to Geto’s many late night bang sessions with Shoko, and some cooling pads were placed next to Sukuna on the couch. He didn’t do much but glance at the items, turning his face away in– what you assumed– was a quiet protest.

Sukuna never acted this petty and spoiled before. What’s gotten into him?

“Let’s get you changed, yeah?” Gently, you press your hands to his chest, earning a reaffirming nod and proceeding to undo the buttons of his collared shirt. 

It was strange to be in this position. On your knees, undressing the man you’ve pinned for for so long, only to be seeing this messy and unkempt side you didn’t like to imagine him being. The feelings in your chest that you wanted to put away were making your heart race once more, every glance you got to see from the mess you called Sukuna.

His hair made him resemble his brother more than anything else now, hanging over his sweaty forehead and tattoo. Arms hanging loosely at his sides, man spreading for all of the world to see. Shamefully, you enjoyed the calm attention. Even though it was unsightly, you liked getting to touch all over Sukuna’s body.

“There,” You mumble to yourself, having officially released Sukuna from his shirt. “N-Now, onto your..”

Trailing off, you look down at Sukuna’s pants. Swallowing thickly at the idea of pulling off his trousers, you took a deep breath. I’m never going to live this shame down!

Gently, you began to undo his belt. You face burning ever more as the air began to tense, wishing that anyone but you would be this bashful over something so silly. Still, regret hit you harder than the embarrassment or shame ever could.

Sukuna was watching you. Watching your hands slip the belt loose, pulling his button undone and pulling at his waistband. You tugged, unable to yank them down and free his lower half.

“Sukuna.. Can you lift your hips?” You ask in a soft voice, startled by the quick response. But what was it really, he was watching your every move. You felt like you were being examined in some office and not helping Sukuna undress. “Thank you.”

“Mm.”

Making haste of the situation, you pulled down the fabric of his trousers and grabbed the loose shorts you had found from earlier. Ignoring all thoughts of Sukuna and how perfect his legs looked, the thick black bands of his tattoos on the fat of his thigh. The way the bulge in his briefs was much a cause for distraction, even denying that it twitched once freed from it’s confines.

Yep, never happened.

“There, all better,” You sigh, satisfied. “Now that your ready for bed, I’m going to do the same.”

It took a few minutes, but you had completely reclothed Sukuna and he now looked more sleepy and ready for bed rather than drunk off his ass and about to black out on the couch. You had struggled to even get him to take a sip of water and sober up, but to no avail. You figured you’d have to try again tomorrow morning and explain the situation once he woke up in a confused fit.

Getting him comfortable on the couch too was another ordeal you didn’t think you’d go through, but you did. Tucking in the large male until he was all cozy and warm, safely resting his head on one of your spare pillows.

“I’ll see ya in the morning, Ryo,” You mumble, letting your mind wander for a moment and tracing the outline of one of his tattoos on his bicep. Feeling the muscle twitch under your touch momentarily.

“Mgh,” Sukuna muffled out, cheeks warm to the touch.

Letting out another sigh, you stand from your spot next to the couch. Only to be pulled back towards the culprit at hand, falling ass first next to his lap. Sukuna didn’t make a sound, just grasped onto your hips and pulled you in for a hug. His arms anchored around your lower stomach, pressing into the arch of your spine and forcing you to press against him as well.

His nose was pressed into the crook of your shoulder, but you continued to crusade for answers from the sudden affection. “AGH! Sukuna, that was highly uncalled for!! What the hell do you think you’re doing?! Answer me, dammit–!!”

“Who was that guy?”

You flinch, caught off guard. The clarity and conviction in Sukuna’s voice was strange, seeing as he had been stumbling and leaning into you for the last few moments. “Uhm, my Economics partner Nickolas. It shouldn’t matter, you need to sleep!”

“I don’t need sleep,” Sukuna grunts out, lifting himself off of the couch and trapping you underneath him. Using his big arms like a cage, eyes locking you in place with a vice on your heart. “What was he doin’ hanging here?”

“Sukuna, this is childish,” You start, ready to defend yourself for a confrontation. “He’s my class partner, you shouldn’t be upset over it.”

Wait.. why was he upset?

Previously, he had never seemed to give a flying fuck what you did or whom you did it with. What’s with the sudden change of heart? It made yours ache at the possibilities, wondering what could it be that made him so hostile all of the sudden over Nickolas.

“I barely know him anyways..”

“And you let him sit here on this couch?”

There was a small slap sound as skin met skin, Sukuna’s palm and fingers grasping your chin and cheeks. A gentle but firm squeeze sent shivers down your spine, your hand reaching up to try and pull Sukuna’s off but to no avail. His eyes scanned your face for anything, a sign.

Something. Anything that would make this ache in his chest stop.

“What is he to you, huh?” His voice came out rough, deep. Intimidating. 

It was scary, but a shudder was sent up your spine. A lustful and unneeded shudder, one that sent ideas to your brain. That made your mind wander, but you held them back. 

Even as Sukuna’s lips captured yours, as his teeth grazed and nibbled at your lower lip, your hands reached up to tangle themselves in his pink locks. You had to deny, because the Sukuna that was here wasn’t really him. It was a drunk and dissociated version of him, a side that you normally didn’t see. 

A side that he probably didn’t like showing.

“Did you let him do this, mh?” Sukuna muttered, pulling away from your mouth. A string of saliva connecting the both of you for a moment as your lungs fought for breath. Chest rising and falling heavily, your hands hold onto Sukuna’s arms, trying to find something to stabilize yourself in this mess of kisses.

“N-No, we just.. Talked about class–”

“Talked? About class? Me? You?”

Sukuna retreated his touch from your face and instead placed them on your thighs. Laying beside you on the couch, keeping you trapped against his chest and making sure to dress the blankets over you.

“Sukuna, seriously, this isn’t funny anymore,” You whimper, covering your face. How could you push this away? You’ve wanted nothing but to be closer to him, haven’t you?

Desired, pleaded. You wanted everything.. But this wasn’t the way.

Feeling Sukuna’s hands wrap around your waist, having his hot breath on your neck and shoulder as he rutted his hips against the fat of your ass. You felt utterly guilty, like trash. Wanting to crawl away from Sukuna and save him the little grace he had, to avoid giving him something to wake up and regret tomorrow.

“Y/n.. look at me.. Look at what you’ve done,” The man in question ordered, hooking your top leg over his elbow. Letting the bulge in his pants grow more and more, his voice becoming ragged and deep as he got harder and harder. “You’re making a mess of me, can’t you tell?”

You nod, wanting to pull away and sleep in your bed. But the desires in you only wanted you to fall deeper. The strings of your heart being plucked as Sukuna’s lips found the sensitive skin of your neck. Marking and sucking, lewd sucking sounds erupting from his lips as he made harsh hickeys form on the skin.

Mewl after moan escaped you, your pussy wet and slick under the confines of your panties and pajama bottoms. Sukuna could tell, releasing your leg from his hold and slowing his hips for a moment until his hand migrated to your front.

Grinding the flat surface of his palm against your clothed cunt, whispering naughty words into your ear that you had to drown out. Even if the wants in your belly wished for Sukuna to be there, to fill up your insides and make a mess. To be closer than he’s ever let you been for the last month or so, you had to stop this.

And you did, with much regret.

“Sukuna, stop,” You whimper, pulling Sukuna’s hand away from your body. Breaths coming out in baited huffs, you sat up. Not taking a moment to let yourself get lured back in, feeling Sukuna’s hand find your waist again as you resisted further.

“Stop what?” He mutters, annoyance in his voice. Laced with an emotion you wished to unhear. “Didn’t you want this too?”

“Not like this.” Cold, respectful. You had to be this way, to give Sukuna another chance. Letting him have his way now in such a drunken state, you wouldn’t be able to recover a good relationship. “If I was like anyone else, you’d be taken advantage of.”

Sukuna’s touch softened, his glazed eyes clearing for a moment as he looked at the back of your head. Seeing a shimmer of something on your cheek, his fingers trembled. He desired to reach up, to brush those tears away. It was against his very nature, his very being.

He didn’t like the idea of being all cuddly and cozy, being soft and vulnerable with someone. The idea of it made his stomach churn and made the urge to vomit impending. 

But, with you. Seeing those tears form, for his sake. He felt irritated with himself. He caused it. Him.

“I’m going to bed now,” You say, voice shaken up. “Get some water, sleep.”

You stood from your place on the sofa and walked over to the small hallway, entering your bedroom and letting out a shuddering exhale. A weight was now firmly sitting on your chest. It ached, it hurt, it burned.

Everything that pain felt like was exploding in your chest. Reaching up a hand to try and comfort yourself wasn’t worth the effort either as you slid down the wood of your bedroom door. Curling into a feeble position as the tears fell from your eyes, finally free after holding them the whole time.

What you wished you could do about the man on your couch.

. . .

a/n: y'all i literally have a crippling addiction to crime videos and all that shit it's just so interesting for no reason oml (crying inside) also sorry for the month long pause (i say sorry too much) i was creating new characters and working on ideas for the next few chapters!

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Johnny couldn't remember the last time he'd seen you in the mess hall. Not consistently, at least. Felt like it'd been weeks since you'd been in there for all three meals.

And of course, he saw you at other times of the day, saw you throughout the base here, and there, but he missed eating with you. Your warmth at his side on the bench was something he didn't realize he'd gotten so used to. He wanted you back. Wanted you home, if home could ever be a place next to him.

Now he's wandering into your room like a lost puppy, slipping in past the cracked door and crawling into bed with you. It startles you at first when he drapes an arm over your side, the feeling drawing you quickly out of your half-asleep state, but then he mutters your name and that thick brogue let's you know that it's just him cozied up against your back.

Tension eases out of your muscles at the familiarity. Johnny's always been welcome in your bed. Such is par for the course with the platonic intimacy you share. You greet him with a small hum when he noses against your nape.

"Tired, lovie?" he queries, voice low and soft.

You give another hum and a confirming nod in response. Tutting, he presses a kiss to the base of your skull.

"Figured y'must be. Missed you at dinner."

Guilt twists in you at the prospect. If food itself was at all appetizing lately, maybe you wouldn't leave him alone so often. Would it be stupid to simply sit with him during meals even if you didn't have anything?

To not eat in the place made for eating feels.. odd, and part of you would rather avoid it altogether, but... Hm.

You're brought back to reality when you feel Johnny's lips starting to mark a path toward the crook of your neck. You whine, shrinking up out of instinct, already knowing that he'll be relentless when he does find that sensitive spot.

"Don't hide me from me," he breathes against your skin. "Had t'get your attention somehow. 'S what ya get for spacing out on me."

"Mmn, that's not fair," you protest, squirming and trying not to laugh when he leans over a bit, giving himself the leverage to shove his face properly in against your neck. "Bastard- I can't help it!"

"Och, I know!" he huffs, kissing more fervently. "Ye ken I miss ya, though. Can't be mad at me for wanting to make up for lost time."

You scoff and finally turn your head to look at him, mouth open to speak. A gasp escapes in the place of words, however, brought about by none other than the Scot's mouth latched onto you, suckling on that tender little section of skin he's borderline infatuated with.

There's no stopping the way you mewl and whimper, muscles somehow relaxed and yet entirely taught under his ministrations. Whatever you'd been about to say a second ago is completely forgotten. Frankly, you don't care to try and remember, either.

One of your hands comes up to thread loosely in his short strands, pleading silently for him to continue. He could leave behind a dozen marks if he really wanted. You wouldn't mind a bit.

"Such bonnie noises," he mutters, pulling off.

Disappointment at the sudden loss has you blinking up at him, lips tugging into a pout.

"C'mon, none of that now. Never said I was done," he mutters and thumbs away the saliva left behind, "but I brought you somethin'."

You watch then as his hand withdraws to dip into the side pocket of his fatigues, searching.

Oh. Maybe there was a reason behind his visit after all.

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Meant to get this out wayyy sooner, but uhh sometimes life hits you with a silly goofy little mental breakdown and you download Grindr only to regret it after being sent like 40+ dick pics in the span of an hour. Woops.

Anyway, part two out soon, so keep an eye out! Feel free to ask to be tagged if you're interested. o7

Writing not permitted for reposting, transcription, translation or to use with AI technologies.

Taglist: @phrog-seeds

[tearaway-untildawn]

I have never genuinely been kicked from a round of Team Fortress 2.

I started playing TF2 in 2017, kinda late to the considering how long it had been out. It was my first shooter. Despite my inexperience and horrendous lack of skill, I was never kicked off of a team while I learned to play.

Once I got comfortable and somewhat skilled, I started using voice chat. I am a girl, and all those years ago I had a much squeakier voice. I was never kicked from a game for either of those reasons. (In many other games I play now-a-days, I have been kicked from lobbies for both). I was usually treated very nicely in voice chat, and I had many fun experiences.

Well come 2021, and I start getting kicked from lobbies. Bot after bot after bot would call votes on me. Then, bot after bot after bot would vote "yes" and kick me from the round. In the past three years, I have spent more time trying to get into a lobby or kick bots from them than actually playing Team Fortress 2. My biggest wins of the year have been completely kicking every bot from my lobbies.

Of course, kicking people from lobbies isn't the worst things the only thing bots do. Now, every round of TF2 is filled with earrape noise and the foulest of language over vc. Text chat is unreadable from the slurs and dox links.

I have never witnessed a major update to Team Fortress 2 in the entire time I've played. I never participated in the Saxxys. I've never even had my favorite weapon nerfed. I don't really care though. Team Fortress 2 is the most fun I've had gaming. If Valve decides to never update it again, I'll still keep having fun. All I want of Valve is to leave Team Fortress 2 in a playable state!!

Every round of TF2 promises that the server is VAC secured, and that cheating will result in a permanent ban.

Make this reality, Valve. Kill the bots and save this game. Don't let this become the legacy of one of your most successful and impactful games.

And you! Yes, you there! If you like any online games at all, help us yell at Valve! Bots won't just stop with TF2. If they can get away with what they're doing with us, they'll definitely try it with other games. Helping us solve our problem goes directly to protecting other multi-player games on steam that use VAC. I believe it'll help all multiplplayer games in the long run too.

You can sign the Save TF2 petition here:

https://save.tf/

Godspeed o7

[anonymous-dentist]

hi! RICHAS SWEEP o7

for fic requests: something about Jaiden in Breaking Dawn-verse? I remember you mentioning in an ask response a while ago that she sparkles and I'd love something related to that LOL

So Jaiden doesn't necessarily burn in the sunlight, per se. She just kinda tingles a little. When it's particularly bright out, she even itches. She gets a rash usually, but she can't die from an overexposure to sunlight. That would be an evolutionary nightmare.

She's sure to remind Bobby of her "allergy", mostly because she knows that he loves her and he wants to play with her outside on his playset and he won't stop asking until she says yes because, in Bobby's own words, she's more fun than Roier is. (Yes!! Good mom moment!)

"Please?" Bobby begs one day, eyes wide and puppy-like. He's been hanging around Roier too much.

It's sunset, so Jaiden is just barely awake enough to function. There's blood mixed in with the coffee in front of her, and Roier is passed out on the couch from blood loss. But he's fine. Werewolf healing.

She's in her robe and pajamas, her hair is a mess, her coffee is already turning cold, and her blood is chunky.

She smiles, anyway, and she even ruffles Bobby's hair in the way that he secretly likes.

"Sure!" she brightly says. "Go get your shoes on."

Bobby fist-pumps, and he runs off, and Jaiden has exactly three seconds to yawn before she has to chug her coffee and run outside after him still in her bare feet, his hand clutching hers in a white-knuckled grip.

Immediately, there's the tingling. A slight itching on the backs of her hands, a rash probably forming on the tip of her left ear.

Bobby gasps. "Mom! You're sparkling!"

"Huh?" Jaiden asks.

She looks down at herself and, indeed, there are sparkles. Little specks of light fluttering down from her fingertips and onto the grass.

"Huh," Jaiden repeats, only slightly less confused. "That's new."

"It's cool!" Bobby corrects. "Hold on, I'm gonna get dad's phone to take a picture."

He lets go of Jaiden's hand and runs in to steal Roier's phone from off of the coffee table.

Jaiden lets him; she's too busy watching herself glitter like a fleshy undead diamond.

It's kind of pretty, whatever it is. She likes it.

[honorarypines]

talk shop tuesday! love your dnd character designs! wishing you good luck dming out there o7

as for a question: where did you get your inspiration for these characters and setting? what else are you excited about this one-shot?

Vry I love you so much I've been dying to talk to someone about my d&d characters for ages!! Thank u for the opportunity!!

As for the question: I get inspiration from super random little things and other characters I love. Like with my first character, Venetia, I knew I needed her to have a rapier bc L&co was always on my mind lol.

Tipper was inspired by three things: Carol Peletier from Walking Dead, a particular asmr rp I watched two weeks ago (I can link it in the comment section if someone's interested btw) and Critical Role's Pike Trickfoot, who sparked a love for smol but fierce characters in me

Marlowe on the other hand is partially based on Viv from book I'm currently reading, Legends and Lattes. I wanted to go for a gentle giant type, but less sweet and helpful, more akward and antisocial. Also, in my national language it's practically impossible to do cool accents, so I've been thinking a lot about ways to make roleplaying her more fun and the character herself more distinct, and so her stuttering came up. I'm really excited to be able to get in character this much!

I've wanted to do some pirate stuff ever since google recommended me a random article about Grace O'Malley, a pirate queen. I was super hyped for pirates ever since and I just had to go with it. Luckily, it felt like a natural progression of my party's story, since last time they interacted and eventually helped a lost triton prince. I decided to use that opportunity and make a whole one-shot set on the sea. Me becoming a dm was very random too btw. I've been obsessed with d&d for months but my og party never has time to get together these days. So I introduced my other friend group to it, but they are too incompetent to get any of the rules right lol and I at least had the basics. So I decided to walk them through it step by step, and eventually became their forever dm I guess

[urbandeity]

I binge read your RDOTES series after stumbling across it a few days ago, and I just want to say that you are such a wonderful and captivating writer! I'm not typically into really hardcore BDSM but I just couldn't stop myself from reading. I especially love Erwin's dialogue, your characterization for him is just so good and feels so accurate. even though I'm a Levi stan, i found myself so entranced by Miche. I love how he's a good middle ground between the two, and his solo part honestly (1/2)

Hello anon!! Thank you! Gosh it's so lovely to hear how much people enjoy my work <3

I still can't believe RDOTES has ended up where it is; I don't think I ever expected to expand on it so much when I uploaded the first few installments. Though it is all smutty BDSM shenanigans, it did make me appreciate the three guys a lot more and explore their characters (in and out of the bedroom lol).

Thank you for your comments on the three! This series made me particularly obsessed with writing Erwin and Miche, I'm so so honored you think I write them well!

(and if i can be the shepherd that introduces people to new kinks, i will continue my smutty mission o7)

and Hange! There's certainly a good chance they know. I suggest as much in my headcanons list, though the degree to which they might know is up to the reader :) I love the parallel you drew to season 3!

Thank you for your ask! I definitely have more in the works for RDOTES, I hope you will enjoy upcoming content! Warm wishes <3

[processedinparallel]

chess coaching???

ok. so. i might be volunteering as a chess coach. whew. big step.

i'm in the chess club at marquette university, and i'm fairly close with the current president. two days ago, he sent out an email to the chess club about an opportunity to volunteer at a local YMCA in their chess program, and i asked him for some more info. in his email, he said it started on September 9th, buttt as you know from my previous post, that's the date of the Milwaukee Open, so that'd be tragic.

thankfully, it actually starts on the 7th! if we end up volunteering, i'd be able to do it!

it does spell trouble, though.

that would be during my second week of school. and it's my junior year. and school is hard. and my classes are hard.

since it IS early in the school year, i think i'll be fine, but man... three straight days of chess! i'm so excited, but also nervous, but also SUPER excited. will definitely keep you guys (and by you guys, i mean whoever ends up reading this), updated. well, even if no one reads this, the endless void of the internet will enjoy!

catch y'all on the flip

o7 :3

-Processed in Parallel

[dancinghannigram]

HIII OYSTER MWAH for the wip game!! i’d love to see ‘bet you 50’, ‘cobbothan uhhhhhhh’ (such a good title) and alSO SINCE VALENTINES IS COMING UP. MHM YOU KNOW IT

TOSYEEE SMOOCHA HIIIIIIII

three wips, coming up o7

"bet you 50" is an idea from a tiktok i saw a while ago: two ppl in a room, looks like an office? or like a security thing? idk anyway one person on a chair and another person standing in front of said chair. all of the sudden the person standing grabs onto the belt and yanks the sitting person up in the air . it's a great tiktok and i said "oh this is tim and raylan :)"

raylan: "i bet you 50 you can't move me out of this chair 😌"

tim:

idk if i'll ever finish it, might be too much for poor little me but it's a fun thing and i'm keeping the idea in the works!!!

"cobbothan uhhhhhhh" is JDFGDKFJ Spice tee em for the dincobb server only, IF i decide to ever finish it. i wanted to make a mirror piece and quickly realized it's. very difficult. at least for me and my knowledge.

i have no idea why i named it that. if i had to guess it's probably bc of my humiliated mind having to think about what im drawing and it just trying to make up for it by naming it something banal LMAO

AND for the finale, my (lets hope!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) valentine's one!!! i have ,uh four days left, we'll see where it gets me LFMAOF

this piece has been all over the place ._. i had a clear picture in my mind but nooOOooo it has just decided not to listen. hopefully it'll be a cute final piece regardless !

thAnk you for the ask!!!

ask me about my wips

[scriberat]

Hello, I'm lana from gaza 💔🍉I’m sorry to disturb you, and I hope you're doing well. Unfortunately, I am not. Please, imagine yourself in my place: three months ago, we emerged from the rubble of our home. I lost my grandfather and my aunt, and my father was seriously injured, with shrapnel lodged in his chest—he urgently needs surgery. My mother is also in severe pain, suffering from back issues. As the eldest, I now bear the responsibility for my family, with no source of income left due to the war.

We have no money for food, water, or medical treatment. We left our home with nothing and now sleep in a tent, shivering from the cold, without clothes or blankets. I travel far just to access the internet to ask for help. Please, don't let me down; even $20 would make a huge difference. I’m carrying the weight of my mother, father, and siblings on my shoulders...🙏

https://chuffed.org/project/113891-help-lana-trough-these-dark-days-in-gaza

o7

[m1ckeyb3rry]

No because I thought his LN was on crack or something especially when he had like his osha awakening moment like they fully wrote out all the details of him posing with the galaxy in the background surrounded by all the planets and the literal LETTERS floating above his head like???? Yeah I mean if I were an Aryu stan I would’ve taken more time to read but I also couldn’t get past the fact that he was so appalled by his lack of musical talent that he fr was sick in bed for three days BRO it was so goofy it kinda makes me wonder what he would’ve been like if he hadn’t been bullied though :(

I- THERES NO WAY??? THE GRIND IS TOO INTENSE OMG???? Glad you’re alive now though oh god allergies really suck

And no seriously like people think that writing is the only thing you’ll have going on like sorry bro your fav writes have lives?? Also considering the length of your fics generally you’d think they’d realize that it’s kinda insane for you to update so quickly??? And I’m ngl I was really impressed that you were churning out so many pieces in such a short period of time especially since they were all at the very least 6k or something like….

IM SO EXCITED ugh baby Karasu truly is too cute the epinagi panels make me wanna just squish his cheeks!!! But I have full faith in you your different fic verses always keep it unique even if some things might be similar (like fwtkac and freaky Friday) like I remember you saying they had some similar aspects too but they didn’t feel repetitive in the slightest so!!

Vibe checking is so real like I’m not about to make people think that I’m like THOSE anime enjoyers yk….its okay we’ve got you o7 bllk chatter sessions ftw>>>

Freak loser Rin confirmed guys….yeah I did feel a bit bad for Sae LMAO but erm yeah what an interesting kid Rin was…..The fact that they don’t have eyes sent me I saw someone post somewhere saying that Rin and Sae must be adopted because they have long lashes but their parents don’t even have eyes LMFAOOOO

PLEASE KANESHIRO GET KARASU AND YUKIMIYA IN THERE!!! Honestly I’m lowk conflicted about post nel arc on one hand I’m really excited because I wanna see everyone together again but on the other hand I’m like…how much more of bllk do we still have…..I need my content!! Dw we add the slice of life filler episode into the manifestation circle…it will happen! Wait I’m also kinda curious about how the nel offers work? I’ve seen people all over talking about how after this they’ll like split and go to their respective countries from which they selected in nel to go join clubs and whatnot and I’m like uhhh that doesn’t sound like getting the gang back together!!!!

BAROUU>> I hope more people stop with the red flag Barou trend now because this man is such green flag material….okay and um maybe we actually just have prophetic abilities I was being so unserious when I said that LMAOOOO soooo trust slice of life episode tabieitaken comeback soon!!!

-Karasu anon

HELP the way they described the letters and everything omg i was cackling…it felt like they were trying to give a serious backstory to a very unserious character which gave it a general cracky vibe 😭 and the lack of musical talent causing him to throw up was unreal like what even

HAHAHA the grind is always with me fr 😈🙏🏻 this was a while ago like circa 2021 so it’s been a bit 😫 unfortunately i do have a peanut allergy it’s like my debuff 😢

THAT’S WHAT I’M SAYINGGG bro i had written over a 100k words for that fic in like a month that’s legitimately longer than most published novels 😭 i feel like when i’m inspired i’m a very prolific writer (eg i’ve written probably close to 150k words for bllk since may??) but the downside is if i’m not into smth you’re not getting anything out of me for it

OKAY YAY i’m glad it doesn’t come off across as too similar…i do think part of it stems from me just being the one writing it so i notice even the smallest similarities even though they wouldn’t really bother a reader necessarily?? at least i hope they wouldn’t 😓 and yessss squishy cheeks baby karasu that’s exactly the vibe he’s supposed to have he’s such a cutie i want to eat him

fr i need to differentiate myself…like yes i watch anime and write fanfiction and am a LITTLE not normal abt certain characters but i still shower and have friends/hobbies and touch grass ��

HELP omg idk what the deal w the itoshi parents being so mysterious is…like is it meant to represent how sae was the only family rin cared abt?? because that’s lowkey crazy if that’s the case 😭 freak loser rin we’ve known it from the start 😩 need the world to get on our wavelength

ooh it might be how it is irl where like players play for their respective clubs but then for the world cup they come back and represent their national teams!! so we’ll have an arc or so of them learning how to play pro football, introducing more players so that the stakes for u20 wc are higher (because there’ll be established dynamics with other international players) and then everyone gets back together to play for japan in the wc

YES FREE BAROU FROM THE RED FLAG ALLEGATIONS PRONTO HE IS TRULY THE OPPOSITE!! and FRR we are bllk oracles or smth…seeing karasu yukimiya and kunigami relevance in the future of pxg vs bm 🧿🕯️

[nintendont2502]

ty ty o7

three ships:

pepsisprite, dirkjake, and brograndpa - all from homestuck, all haunting me for incredibly different reasons

first ship:

almost definitely something from warriors,,, i think spottedfire? mostly because 8 year old me was obsessed with spottedleaf lmao

last song:

100 bad days by ajr apparently - just got back from work, so it was just my work playlist on shuffle while i drove

currently reading:

'im glad my mom died' by jennette mccurdy

last movie

god it wouldve been,, maybe the lego batman movie a couple of weeks ago? i dont watch too many movies tbh (even though my 'to be watched' list only continues to grow)

currently craving

mango tango boost juice save me,,,save me mango tango boost juice

tagging:

@hershpaw @maliciousspirit @driftwooddestiel @sodapops0lstice @lesbocrocker

Nine people you’d like to get to know better

Thanks @ollieofthebeholder for the tag!

Three Ships

clethubs (hermitcraft/life series), falin/marcille (dungeon meshi), jizzie (life series/empires/any series with both of them there)

First Ship

hmmmmm i think it was percabeth?

Last Song

intermission by the scissor sisters 

Currently Reading

soul music, by terry pratchett  

Last Movie

i cannot for the life of me remember o(-( i wanna say the sonic movie but i dont think it was??

Currently Craving

top surgery lemonade :]

Tagging (absolutely no pressure) @ilexdiapason, @romijuli, @fried-cowboy-1897, @definedvines, @honorsongs, @flaxenhairedsamurai, @sporadicmusicjellyfish, @standbyeris, @areus-in-a-little-cave, and anybody else who wants to give this a go :]

[sakuraryomen01]

Valentino.. /Sukuna Ryomen x Female Reader/ .o3

warnings: asshole sukuna, college prep. school (aka bitch u at an expensive ass school), former friends to lovers, slow burned love, yuji is sukuna's little brother, getting ignored by childhood crush (*gasp*)

reader: female reader; 23 years of age, college prep.

plot: It's been years since you've moved from country life, since you've forgotten about all the things you used to love about your hometown and where you grew up from... you didn't think it'd chase you to college in the city after almost a decade..

words: 1.397k

fanfic masterlist: .o1 .o2 .o3 .o4 .o5 .o6 .o7 .o8 .o9 .10 (will be updated..)

a/n:: I hope I can get the next chapter out soon, and I hope you enjoy this one! The next one is hopefully going to have more than just up to 1k words >&lt;

~~

Thank you for reading this bit! Enjoy~

. . .

After you had seen Sukuna for yourself just a few weeks ago, you heart still aches with confusion.

Didn’t he miss you after years of being apart?

Whatever the reason, Sukuna showed no signs of trying to explain himself. Removing himself from the room whenever class ended, ignoring all the women that were desperately trying to make their way into his path. It didn’t bother you much, other than the burn of your old memories.

Sukuna was so different from his childhood. What happened?

“And with that,” Toji’s cool voice suddenly snapped into your thoughts, making you blink and drop your pen. You were in the middle of class, thinking about your small-world problems. Could you be any more pathetic? 

“I’ll excuse you. But make sure to have your presentations and your names on them before showing me anything. I’m sick of group projects without both of your names.”

Oh right, group projects.

You normally didn’t need a partner, given that the uneven number of students in the class left you with no one. Toji, being a rather relaxed teacher, just handed out the F’s that were needed for the shitty projects and even sometimes handed out very low D’s to the three chicks that normally hovered around in the back when they presented. 

After about ten minutes, the bell for the end of class rang and you stood up, your eyes making their way over to Sukuna once again as he stood and grabbed his things. It was a note day, so he had to put in a few things, but his phone buzzed as someone sent him a text. 

You wondered who it was, but quickly grabbed your things and headed down to intercept Sukuna’s path. Though he didn’t care, he picked up his phone and hastily sent something to the other person and stuffed his phone into his pocket. But before he could walk away, your body blocked him, and a grimace instantly clouded his features.

“Yo,” You said, cringing at the small greeting and sighing. “Wh-What’s up..? D-Dude..?”

Note one: People skills need fixing.

“Yo,” Sukuna mimicked, a smirk on his annoyed face as he picked his bag up. “Are you done? I got Computers next.”

“I want to talk to you.”

He let out a sigh, pushing past you as he felt the teacher’s eyes bore into the side of his head. Walking towards the door, he looked back at you and scoffed. “For a smart bitch, you should get the hint.”

You blinked a few times, watching him leave as students poured out behind him.

What had gone wrong for him? Wasn’t he proud to have achieved his goals of getting into a top-graded school? Didn’t he want to talk to you at all? This was a once in a lifetime opportunity to catch up, so why didn’t he want anything to do with you?

With a huff, you followed. Eventually finding Sukuna in a crowd and tugged on his arm. “Sukuna!”

“Let me go,” He snapped back, his voice dark as he turned his red eyes towards you again. “I’m not talking to you.”

“Then tell me why!” You said, your cheeks burning as the attention of some passerby students looked over towards you and Sukuna. “Just tell me, so I know. Please.”

Sukuna stared at you, the steady breath coming through his nose being the only noise you heard past the squeaking of shoes and then chatter of voices.

There were little to no one caring about the small argument that was going on between you and him, but there wasn’t any hesitation when he grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards one of the empty classrooms that no one really frequented unless they wanted to get busted with a cigarette on campus. 

“Agh! Hey!"

"Shut up."

The stern growl in his tone made you shut up, sighing with annoyance as he pulled you towards the empty classroom. Slamming the door once you were both inside, Sukuna pushed you away from him and released his hold on your wrist, a firm scowl settling on his features.

"Since you won't leave me alone," He muttered, pressing his back against the door, locking the door with an echoing click. "I'll just tell you before I get a fucking restraining order on you."

You sighed, "That's all I want. Just tell me."

Sukuna stayed quiet for a moment, looking you over with a grimace as if he hated your very existence. A deep rooted anger with you was what he had behind his glare and his distance, making sure that you didn't step closer. He didn't want, or need you, anymore.

No matter how pissed off or scared he was, he couldn't let it show.

"You wanna know that badly?"

You nodded, making his annoyance worse.

You should've guessed by now, or did you get dumber while he was away? "Fine. Sit."

While the air in the room got tense and thick, you sat at one of the desks and crossed your legs, arms crossed and staring at your former best friend. His eyes boring into yours with anger, clear and unchecked.

Does he plan on killing you right now?

"The reason I want nothing to do with you," Sukuna started, removing himself from his spot on the door and stepping towards you. The sounds of his books and pencils moving around in his bag make you hold your breath. "Is because you left me with nothing."

"What..?" Your breath hitched as Sukuna's fist slammed against the creaky old desk top, silence catching you once again in its tight embrace. His face was so close you could smell the minty concoction of his toothpaste and the cinnamon taste of his gum.

"No calls, no texts. Not even a letter with your name or mine on it," Sukuna answered, his jaw tight and his eyes wide with frustration. "You didn't try reaching out to me, not even asking how I was, or how Yuji felt after you left me alone. My deadbeat father caused nothing but pain and you weren't there to help me. Thankfully, he drank himself to the grave so I don't have to hear him screeching profanities in the middle of the night at some whore."

You were still in your seat, looking up at Sukuna with a great deal of sadness. Abandoned him? That what he thought you had done?

No.. it's what you did.

He was right when he said you didn't try to reach out, to help him in one of his darkest hours. No wonder he hated you and wanted nothing to do with you, you weren't there for him even though he was there for you since day one.

"You get it now." Sukuna huffed, his voice laced with pure rage. "Now, fuck off, Y/n. If I want to talk to you, I will."

Sukuna stood his breath heavy as he let out a sigh, his V-cut black sweater hanging loose from his shoulders and body. His tie looked disheveled and loose, much like his belt and pants. From what you could tell, he looked like your average artsy college kid, though what you felt deep inside your chest told you different.

The kid you remember from almost a decade ago, wasn't the Sukuna that was standing before you. He was different, in a weirdly intoxicating way.

Why was that?

"Okay," You mumbled, squirming in your spot as the male scoffed, turning to leave.

"I'll see you later then, in Toji's class." Sukuna commented, unlocking the door and exiting. His mind focused back on his classes as he walked down the hall, hearing the door from the classroom open again as you left too.

From where you stood in Sukuna's circle, you considered going after him but chose better. You walked in the opposite direction, towards the direction to your next class.

With all the information you learned today, you decided that you would listen and stay away.

Wait for him to come to you, to be patient.

That was until Toji called you both over to his desk later on that nest day and sighed with a bit more annoyance than normal. His green eyes searching you both while he tapped his red inked pen with a grimace.

"So, Y/n. When do you plan on giving Mr. Ryomen here his first lesson?"

a/n: kjksjskjs finally chapter 3 has been posted! Hopefully you being Sukuna's tutor will get you closer to him, hmm? Maybe we'll get to know the older Sukuna and remember a few things from the past?

Chapter Song Theme: —Go Down Deh - Spice (ft. Sean Paul, Shaggy [Slowed] )

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[clouddd-hannn]

HIS RETURN - Stray Kids Lee Minho

Day O7. Lee Minho x M!Reader — Wax play, bondage, cock-stuffing

COUPLE: Lee Minho x M!Reader

GENRE: Smut

ADDITIONAL WARNINGS: blowjob, Minho being a bit manipulative, BDSM details(?), Minho facefucking you roughly

SUMMARY: During a small 'friends get-together', you were reunited with the person you so badly tried to avoid: your ex-fuck buddy, Lee Minho

You were hanging out with your friends, Bang Chan, Felix and Hyunjin, that day since you all decided it would be fun to have a reunion with your friend group in middle and sadly the others couldn't make it since they were busy with their school works. Supposedly, Seungmin and Jisung had initially planned to join in on the friends reunion, but a sudden news of school projects to be passed on the same day was made leaving the two boys with no choice, but to stay at their classmate's house to work on the project together. Although, they did say they were going to come if they can still make it. At least there's a little bit of hope.

Your bestfriend, Minho, was also one of your friends who had received a very unfortunate news resulting to his absence. Either way, you were happy these three people came. You were scared just an hour ago that no one would show up since you arrived at the meeting place in such an early hour. On the plus side, you were happy he wasn't able to attend. God knows what will happen if you saw him.

It has already been a long time since you last saw your friends and looking at them now, you could say that they grew up so well considering that they're now as taller as you were, not like back in middle school where you practically almost towered over them, and now they looked like fucking giants with you in between them. Hyunjin also lost the extra fats on his cheeks that you admired so bad. You'd always find any way to squish them with your fingers at how cute they looked, although it's still faintly present, you just can't get your eyes off how sharp his jawline is. Damn, are you so jealous for this guy.

"Quit with the staring, M/N," Hyunjin giggled while feeling up his heating cheeks. "It's making me blush."

You pouted looking up at him. "I just can't believe you decided to erase your cute chubby cheeks that I always like to squish," you said pinching the air as if they were Hyunjin's cheeks.

"Exactly the reason why I hated them. You always played with my cheeks and never took my plea for you to stop because it hurts so bad," Hyunjin said, the stinging pain of your finger squishing his face almost present, lingering on his cheeks.

"Oh, come on. Don't be ao dramatic," you chuckled, punching Hyunjin lightly on the shoulder and he let out a wince. "I didn't even hit you that hard!"

Felix just rolled his eyes and hooked an arm over your shoulder. "You need to get used to Hyunjin starting now. Have you ever thought of that?"

"Well, I guess not," you giggled and looked up at Hyunjin to give him a hug. "I like my drama queen and I would never complain," you laughed lightly to which got you Hyunjin's arms wrapping them around you.

"Hey, hey. This reunion isn't just about Hyunjin, y'know?" Chan tuts his tongue, placing his lollipop back inside his mouth and gave you a solemn look. "You were our princess back then, even until now, M/N and yet you only see Hyunjin. That's just seriously unfair."

You rolled your eyes at Bang Chan and pulled one side of your lips up. "Quit being a pouty baby, hyung," you joked, a small chuckle leaving your lips before you got up from your seat and gave Chan a big warm hug. "There. Are you happy now?"

"Me, next!" Felix raised his right arm while smiling with his pearly white teeth showing, giggling soon after. You chuckled softly and moved to Felix' side and gave him the hug he wanted. "You still give off the same warm and welcoming vibe, M/N. I like it," he commented before standing up and opened his arms wide, then engulfing you in a tight embrace. "I like the way you didn't change. Only..." he trailed off and scanned his head from left to right from above your head. "I can't see you. Where have you gone?"

Felix felt all the air in his lungs get knocked out of him when you threw a light, but slightly strong punch to his chest. "Asshole," you muttered and smirked when you saw Felix laughing. "Don't you dare mock my height, Felix if you don't want another fist to your chest leave you dying," you threatened and Felix just nodded his head, the others laughing along.

The whole morning was quite eventful with you getting treated to many food shops and of course, ice creams and other desserts. You'd also take stops at a few places to take pictures to add to your picture album and of course for memory since you'll all go your separate ways after all this and you need to have something to keep as a memory.

At exactly 12:30 in the afternoon, Seungmin contacted his boyfriend, Hyunjin, and told the latter that they were able to finish the project quickly since everyone took their role in participating in the group project. Hyunjin told the younger of your whereabouts. Hyunjin hung up the call and faced you three. "Seungmin and Jisung are coming. They told us to wait for them."

You all agreed to wait for the two only for you to get a big shock and cause a sudden panic when you saw Seungmin and Jisung walking with the Lee Minho that you ever so wanted to avoid...like a lot. 'Fuck. Why's he here? I thought he said he'd be busy at work.' You tapped Chan's shoulder and the older turned to look at you. "I'm just gonna use the restroom," you excused yourself and left when Chan gave you a nod.

Sprinting your way to the bathroom, your mind was suddenly flooded with thoughts of Minho and all the times you've spent with him. Those times being your fuck buddy days. "Damn it. I knew I felt something bad was gonma happen," you murmured biting on your nails. You still remember the very first day you offered to pleasure Minho so vividly like it was just yesterday.

"M-minho-hyung.. can I...can I ask you something?" You asked the older male timidly while playing with your fingers. You were both having a study session at your place and all you could say was, you didn't want to study. You wanted to get laid.

Minho stopped what he was doing and gave you his full attention so he could listen to anything yiu wanted to tell him. "Yeah, sure. What is it?" He asked you as he perked an eyebrow.

You opened and closed your mouth in hesitation and looked at the male who gave you an encouraging smile. You sighed and with all the courage left inside you, you immediately placed your hand on his crotch and groped his clothed member. Minho was shocked to say the least, but he wasn't complaining. "C-Can I do this, hyung?"

He smirked and neared your ear to whisper seductively. "Do what, M/N? You have to be more specific."

Your lips went dry and tried to answer, the only words coming out from you was: "Can I suck you off, hyung?"

You slapped yourself on the face and splashed water onto your reddening cheeks as you were brought back to reality. "God... I just want to go home," you sighed and decided to leave the room since you noticed you were already taking so long inside the restroom. Any longer and they'd be suspicious of what you were doing. Before you got out, you mentally prepared yourself and smiled, walking back to where your friends were, your attention busy on wiping your hands, not noticing that there was only one person left waiting for you. "Hey, sorry about...MINHO-HYUNG?! I mean, what? Hey, where's everybody?" You asked with an awkward smile.

"They said they needed to be somewhere," he answered and you just nodded your head. An awkward atmosphere fell upon you two, you trying to figure out what to say. "By the way, I noticed that you never answered my calls anymore. Why is that?" You didn't reply to his question which only made the male scoff. "You know, I've been really pent up lately and you're being a brat right now. I don't like it, M/N."

"So what? There was nothing between us in the first place," You sassed that caught Minho off guard since you never spoke to him that way or at least fought back. "We were just plain fuck buddies. To, you know, get off whenever we want to or to find some pleasure or heat when it's cold? Ugh, you get it."

Minho, growling, dragged you harshly towards a secluded alleyway and pushed you towards the wall. "Watch the tone, M/N," he gritted out. "Sure, there was nothing between us, I admit that. I know, but we used our bodies for each other's pleasure and right now, I'm fucking horny and you're not making it any easier with your bratty attitude," Minho stated yet you just rolled your eyes in reply which didn't come unnoticed by the taller male as he poked the inside of his cheek. He chuckled darkly and dropped his head low, eyeing you with his head hung low.

"See? Even you admit it. You're seriousky—AGH!"

You immediately gasped for air when Minho suddenly grabbed your neck and tightened his grip around it all the while pushing you to a wall. "I already told you what happens to brats like you, right M/N?" He became satisfied when he saw you nod so quickly, wanting him to let go of yiur neck as you clawed on it. "Right now, were going to my house and you do as I say, got that?" You didn't like the way those words moved out of his mouth. Sure, you were pretty much turned on by how his voice sounded so dominating, but you didn't like the way he took control over you, wrapped around his fingers. All in all, you're already experiencing a tightening in your pants.

"Y-yes, hyung," You squeaked, voice airy at the way he choked you. He removed his hand around your neck, making yiu gasp as you tried to regain that was stolen from you, wheezing and coughing as you did. "Shit.." you muttered before Minho pulled you by the wrist and shoved you inside his car.

"You're in big trouble, M/N," Those were the few words that got you weakening at the knees. You take your words back. You just adored it when Minho gets so pent up and angry at how bratty and bitchy you could get, either way you still feared what Minho could do to you. Anything is possible when it comes to Minho.

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Minho let out a satisfied sigh while he talked to Chan on the phone. "Yeah, he told me he's feeling better now. I guess he just really needs some rest," Minho replied as he caressed your face while your mouth was continuously and agressively getting stuffed by his thick size that got you choking everytime he reached the furthest end of your throat, disabling you to breathe for a short matter of time. Minho noticed how you were having a hard time breathing, so he took his hand to cover over the mic of his phone and moved his head away from it to talk to you. "Breathe through your nose, love," He told you as you nod your head and complied.

As much as you want to pull away, you just never lost your love for Minho's huge length that you just want it all shoved down your mouth and suck him good and besides, how can you pull away when your all tied up while your head was being pushed roughly into the headboard of his bed whenever Minho thrusted his hips towards your mouth.

"I'll make sure he gets well soon," he said and hung up with a smile, before heaving out a loud sigh and stopping his movements while his hand was placed on top of your head. "Damn, M/N. I just can never get used to how pretty you look with your lips perfectly wrapped around my dick," he stated as he brushed his hands through your hair.

When Minho had already confirmed that he had already had hung up, he threw his phone somewhere in the bed and got back down to business and fucked your mouth at a very concerning speed.

Your eyes widened and tears continued to spill from your eyes as you squirmed in your place, your toes curling as your throat was continually violated by Minho's cock. You choked and swallowed in attempt to get used to his size in such a short amount of time while Minho howled and groaned while chuckling deeply whenever your throat tightened around him. "Fuck, kitten! You really know how to make me feel good, huh?" With a lot of hesitation you tried to let out a 'yes', but it only came out as a hum that sent shivers down Minho's girth, him groaning in reply.

"I still remember the first time you asked to suck my dick, M/N. Do you as well?" He asked you in between pants never halting his motions. He only saw you look up at him with beady eyes, realizing you couldn't talk. "Oh, is your mouth full?" He smirked, while he kept on abusing your throat.

You liked these. Everything. You liked how Minho was being rough with you, you liked how you were being put into your place and took his cock, you liked how he always gets so turned on when he sees your mouth wrapped around his dick. To Minho, it was a pretty much nice sight to see.

Soon, Minho's thrust started to get sloppy, his hips snapping towards you as he grunted and cursed under his breathe. "Fuck, shit. M/N, I'm about to cum and you're not going to let a single drop to waste, understand?" Even without your reply, he still thrusted sloppily into your mouth until he buried his huge cock in the depths of your mouth and climaxed into your mouth. "Cumming!"

You let out a muffled moan as you swallowed his cum, sucking him dry with your mouth, hallowing your cheeks aa if to imitate a vaccuum as you sucked on his huge cock. This made Minho's legs tremble as he threw his head back, a guttural moan leaving past his lips as he held your head in place. "Fuck! I love it when you do that," he stated as he looked back down at you.

Your red-colored cheeks were stained with your own tears, plump lips perfectly wrapped around his cock, your nose buried in his shaved crotch. "Bet you're still not tired," he stated as he pulled his still hard cock from your mouth, leaving your lips with a pop as you gasped for air. "You used to go for rounds after rounds until we were both tired."

"That was then, hyung," you stated as you sat down on the bed, playing with your fingers as you bit your lip. "I was...still immature that time. I admit, I liked every session we had but I think we should really stop. What we had before was just an act out of impulse. We were both...well, horny that time and our choice was decided because of our raging hormones."

Minho just stared at you in disbelief before he fixed himself and rolled his eyes. "If you're gonna talk nonsense, just go. Fine, let's say I answered 'no' to your question back then. Would that have changed anything?"

"Change anything? What do you mean? I mean, yeah. If you had said 'no' then it'd be awkward between us," you answered looking up at the male, you hair disheveled as you pout. "Why are you even asking me this?" You asked the other male who slumped his shoulders in annoyance.

"You're right, but I'll still take the offer anyway later on," he answered before he snapped his fingers, making you put your attention on him. "Well, if you want to stop what we have right now...can we at least try one more thing we still haven't do?" Minho offered with an expectant smirk, crunching his nose as he did.

Raising a brow, you hummed for a while to think about it before you sighed. You nodded with a sigh, agreeing to his deal. "If it means you'll stay away from me, then fine. What's the worse that could happen?"

Is what you said but now you were regretting it as you've find yourself naked, your body bounded by a red rope (shibari). "Does it hurt?" Minho asked before you turned your head towards him, a scowl evident on your face.

"Does it hurt? Seriously? That's the first question you ask me after you surprisingly took out a silk rope out of that bag?" You stated towards the other who just smirked as he pulled on the silk, making you growl at him as you clenched your fists that were tied behind you.

"You never asked and I have your consent so I won't call this forced," Minho defended himself as he went back to get something from his bag. Is he hiding other things inside that bag? You thought to yourself as you squirmed around on the bed, trying to move you feet to no avail. "Eyes here."

You looked up at the male, your eyes widening upon seeing the 'toy' in his hand. "Nope, no way! There is no way that thing is going anywhere near my body! Put that away—ah, hey!" You shouted as he turned you on your back, making you whimper, blushing hard once Minho saw how hard you were.

"This'll be a lot more easier," he stated as he played with 'the thing' you hated the most; a urethral beads. If there was one kink you hated about Minho, it's his sadistic persona. I mean, sure he'd ask for your consent but he'd still try to persuade into agreeing his pleas. And unfortunately, it always works. "It won't hurt. I promise!"

"NO! MINHO! UNTIE ME NOW!" You shouted at the male who sighed and placed one hand on your stomach, making you breathe out shakily. "Y-You can't be s-serious, hyung. You're trying to change my mind."

"I'm glad you still know how I do it," Minho stated before he looked at you, eyes soft as he smiled. "Just trust me, M/N. I'l make sure it won't hurt."

You could sense the sincerity in his eyes as you opened your mouth to protest but backed out, deciding to sigh before furrowing your eyebrows at him. "Fine. But if I get hurt, I'll scream. My safeword is 'matcha', alright? If I say it, you stop," you instructed, the other male chuckling as he nodded. "Good."

With that, Minho got the stick and coated it with a plenty amount of clear lube. The other male looked at your erect cock, making you blush as you looked away. He flicked on your cock twice, making you whimper before he tapped your slit with the end of the beads. "Ready?"

"I-I don't know," you answered back, still hesitant to put that thing in. "A-Alrighr but push it in slowly," you instructed the male who nodded.

"I will. I won't ever do anything to hurt you. You know I've always told you that," he stated before he slowly pushed it inside your urethra, making you grit your teeth at the unfamiliar feeling. It felt as if you were being pierced in the stomach, that kind of feeling and it hurt a little as it was your first time. "I'm inserting more."

You nodded, letting Minho do as he pleases. Because of the lube, it became a little easier to slip the stick in but it was clear as day that you were hurting. "O-Ow," you muttered before Minho stopped and looked at you, smiling victoriously as he held your cock with one hand.

"You did it, kitten. Look, it's inside you," he stated as he began pumping your cock, making you moan as the ring from the urethral beads jingled. "But this is not the only thing I want to try out," he stated before you looked at him as he took out a candle out of his pocket. "Ever heard of wax play?"

"Y-Yeah, we've done that before. I-Is it still—ah—the same candle you use everytime?" You asked in between maons as you pulled on your restraints, the other male smirking as he watched you squirm on the bed, enjoying the sight as he pumped your hard cock.

"Yup. They're still the same low temperature candles, don't worry," he stated as he lit the candle with the lighter he had with him. The candle was colored (F/C), the color you were most fond of. "I'm gonna start dripping wax, kitten," he announced as he continued to jerk you cock off.

You just nodded as you watched him tilt the candle onto your stomach, a drip coming in contact with your stomach which made you whimper. It wasn't hot nor was it cold. It was warm-ish but the burn was still there though it doesn't hurt as much as the real wax (if you get what I mean).

"O-Oh fuck," you moaned out as Minho continued to drip some wax onto your stomach, trailing up towards your chest, even pouring some onto your erect buds which immediately got you moaning. "A-AHH~!"

"Hm, I see. They're still as sensitive as I remember them to be," he stated as he trailed down, pouring some onto your v-line as he witnessed your legs tremble eveytime a drop fell onto it. "Last time we've seen each other, you weren't as muscular. But now, you seem to have been working out a bit, huh?"

You just nodded as a reply, not able to reply as incoherent words only exited your mouth. "Oh god, oh fuck yeaah~," you moaned out as Minho's hand twistwd around your cock, whole he used his other hand to palm on your tip. This had you howling in ecstasy as you curled your toes in pleasure.

"Feels good, yeah?" Minho asked as he fastened his pace, still dripping wax onto your stomach, chest, and legs. "These thighs sure do look juicy," he stated before he tilted the candle, aiming at your thighs as he poured wax onto them.

"Gh..hngh..ah," you groaned as you began to buck your hips onto his hand. Minho complied before he smirked as he tightened his grip on your cock, making you bite your tongue before letting out a loud cry. "Fuck, hyuuung~!"

"What? Are you getting close, kitten?" Minho asked you as he began to jerk your cock off in am even faster pace.

"Y-Yes, please let me cum, hyung," you pleaded as you looked into his eyes. "I d-deserve it. I'be been a good boy for you, hyungie," you added before you began whimpering, that familiar feeling began curling inside your core. "PLEASE, HYUNG! I-I WANT TO CUM!"

Minho smiled as he held onto the ring of the urethral bead and pulled it off, making you cry out loud as he continued to pump your cock. "FUUCK! I'M CUMMING, HYUNGIIEE~" you moaned out.

Unexpectedlt, Minho wrapped his lips onto your cock, making you howl as you came inside his mouth with a loud whine. Spurts after spurts began releasing inside his mouth, the other male making sure he swallowed every drop.

Growing tired, you didn't care if you were still tied up or not but you soon fell asleep as Minho pulled away from your cock with a small scoff. "He really sure has low stamina," he stated before he leaned towards you and kissed your forehead. "Sleep tight, M/N. We'll still talk tomorrow."

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You awoke to the sound of your alarm blaring, making you groan as you turn it off. Getting up, you remembered that you were at Minho's and events from your 'session' began replaying in your head. "Holy fuck. No way," you stated as ypu slapped yourself.

You just sighed in defeat before you heard the door open, revealing Minho who was smiling from ear-to-ear. "I've made food. Why don't we go downstairs so we can eat together," he stated as you nodded, followimg behind him.

"Nothing has changed," you stated as your eyes roamed around the walls. Everything was still the same as you remembered, excper for the small decorations he put up on his ceiling.

"Yep. I'm too lazy to change stuffs up," he joked before he took out a seat for you, oulling the chair for you to sit on. When you finally sat down, he occupied the space in front of you, placing the pasta he made in front of you.

You practically drooled as you grabbed a fork and began devouring it like a hungry beast. "So, I wanted to ask you...since this will be the last time," he stated, trailing off for a little while before sighing. "I want to go out with you. You know, like a date."

"...What?" You couldn't believe your ears. Did you hear right? Was he seriously asking you if he could be your boyfriend? "Sure, we could try—"

"Great, then this will be our first date as lovers," Minho interrupted, showing you a cheeky smile which made you shake your head in disbelief.

"Yeah, as lovers."

[3-frogs-in-a-trenchcoat]

Someone please of the love of goodness explain how mcyttwt went from trending tommy /pos like three days ago and now tommy /neg bc of smth with schlatt and I can’t even find what happened??

That’s it I’m gone goodbye mcyttwt you will not be missed o7