This Author Is Such A Dangerous Writer Because They Can Make People Feel Thing Fr. I Was So Enveloped

This author is such a dangerous writer because they can make people feel thing fr. I was so enveloped in their story that my eyes swelled up 😭 Although sakuna is slightly out of the ordinary towards the middle, for all any of us know that's how he acts when he's in love. Because we've never ever ever seen him in love lol. Thank you so much for writing this!! My favorite part is when she gives him the rotten tomatoes 😭😭 and then later on as he's falling on his knees to see her better and so she can see him without having to look up- perfection omg. Thank you again! I hope to become as good of a writer eventually-

𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘮

summary: you see him a handful of times down by the river, washing off the bloodstains from his clothing and hands. you wonder to yourself how he could look so human in such a monstrous act. once he sees you he can’t get you rid of his mind.

paring: sukuna x f!reader

genre: angst, soft love, little bits of fluff, angst with no happy ending

warnings: blood, gruesome death, talks of sex and taking virginity, character death

word count: 7k+

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“Do you intend on staring the entire time?”

The hair on your neck rose, your breath catching in your throat as you hear him call out.

Surely he couldn’t have seen you. You had tried to hide decently well into the background of the forest.

“Your act of concealment is rather pitiful, you know.” His voice disparaged you once more, and from the sliver of opening the bushes allowed you saw him look over his shoulder, staring directly at you as he raised an eyebrow.

“Come out, human.” You, for the first time, hear the real command in his voice, the one that terrified the men in your village, the ones who came back from battle and laid awake at night with it echoing in the solitude of their minds.

You gave it a couple seconds, and when you saw him vanish from the spot he had been near the river bank you panicked, looking around everywhere to see where he had gone.

You felt a rush of air wisp behind you, and you whipped your head around to see a large hand circle around your throat, long, claw-like nails digging into your skin as he effortlessly raised you from the ground.

You felt the voice in your head mock you for your stupidity, the idea alone of spying on the curse everybody feared an idiotic idea. But you were curious, too curious for your own good, and the first time you saw him you were fascinated.

Here he seemed like the monster everybody made him out to be. Blood from his previous victims splattered across his face, red eyes boring into yours as he assessed the person in front of him, large muscles flexing as he turned you around, gawking at you like an animal in a cage.

But the first time you saw him, he drew you in, and perhaps that would be the sole reason for your demise. The sun shone shined splendidly that day, reflecting off the water beneath him, his skin shining bright as he delicately cleaned his dirtied clothes in peace.

You hadn’t meant to run into him that day, but you couldn’t rest seeing him act so human, so normally, after every rumor, you had heard.

You now wish you had listened to them.

“You’ve been here before, haven’t you?” He cocked his head to the side, eyebrow perched as you meekly grabbed at his hand, begging him to loosen his grip.

His eyes trailed down to your gaping mouth, eyes widening with the lack of air, and his grip loosed, dropping you roughly to the ground, giving you a couple of seconds to failingly come up on your arms, coughing as you rubbed weakly at your neck, trying to ease to soreness away.

He dropped down to his knees, crouching down at your side as he waited for you to recover, in no rush as you hacked away.

“I asked you a question.” He reminded you and you fearfully looked up, eyes filled with tears as you weakly nodded, your chapped lips trembling in dread.

“Is that a yes?” His lips upturned in a small and taunting smile, his sharpened teeth gleaming back at you as you gulped, clearing your throat as you tried your best to respond.

“Yes, yes,” You looked at the grass beneath you, anything but the figure of death in front of you, “I have been here before, my lord.“

He kept his eyes locked on yours, his look never shifting from one to the other, keeping natural as if to frighten you even more.

Would anybody care if you had been killed out in the woods today? Would anybody come looking if you went missing?

"Is it you who’s been watching me these past weeks?” He asked, and even on the ground sitting in front of you he shadowed your crumpled form, and you wiped some of the slobber from your lips before you spoke again.

“I apologize, my lord.” Your fingers shook far too much, could he tell? Could he see that your blood was freezing under your skin?

“May I ask what’s intrigued you so much to return?” You feel this breath on your cheeks, his nose close to yours as he leaned in, the air in your lungs seizing as you held it all to yourself.

Your fingers itched to grab the small bundle you had brought with you, the one you had failed to give these past weeks.

He watched the movement, his eyes quickly darting over to the small package concealed in a piece of dirtied cloth.

“Is this yours?” He reached over and grabbed it, examining its shabby shape as you meekly nodded once more, your mouth too dry to give him a proper response.

He glanced back over to you, truly studying you. Your clothes were dirty, mud and dirt clinging to your skin, holes littering the soles of your shoes. Your hair was clumped together and nails were outgrown from their beds.

He had been familiarized with the nearby village, having ransacked it multiple times. He knew the women well, their appearances were far more important than anything else. If you were from there it was obvious you were one of their outcasts, if the skin clinging to your bones would say anything.

He kept an eye on you as you coughed again, blood specking the palm of your hand as you wiped it on your pants, embarrassed and more honestly terrified to look at him, opting to gape at the ground.

He turned the lump of fabric around in his hand, weighing it and sniffing it as if to sense what was inside. A foul smell flew under his nose, and he winced as he quickly went to open it, his inquisitiveness taking over.

The fabric was flimsy and wasn’t tied hard enough, falling away as he peeled it back.

Small tomatoes and pieces of lettuce tumbled out, some parts of them molded as they fell to his feet.

“I apologize, my lord, they are not of the best quality.” You explained and he scoffed, taking the small vegetables and squishing it between his fingers, turning back to you as he took you by the collar, lifting it up so that you would be face to face with him.

“Were those for me?” His head tilted again, a small pout overtaking his smile as he watched you struggle to come up with words to say.

“Have you been watching me these past few weeks just to give me rotten vegetables?”

He watched in clear amusement as you sniffled, your eyes squeezed shut as you nodded, hands quivering as you kept them balled by your side.

“Did that really sound like a good idea to you?” His grip on your collar tightened, and you gasp as he lifted you once more, your feet dangling as you tried to get back down.

Sukuna looked at you, the tears welling in your eyes, the tomatoes, and lettuce as his feet looking back up at him as he strangled you, your fingers weakling attempting to grab at his clenching fists.

“I’m s-sorry,” You choked out, “It’s all I h-had.” Some bloodied spit landed on his face and he grimaced, dropping you immediately to wipe it off.

You couldn’t muster up a groan as you felt your ankle crack from the pressure, only having enough strength to try to crawl away.

This isn’t how you wanted to die, not alone and at the hands of the curse of death himself. Not when you wanted to see the countryside, to sail in those things they called ships. Not on the ground of a forest, you stumbled upon one day, your kind heart killing you eventually.

And all Sukuna did was watch the pitiful scene, eyebrows drawing together as he saw your crumpled form sit at the stump of a tree, your ankle bent the wrong way, your eyes barely open as you went in and out of consciences.

Who were you? Surely not a girl of any importance. He would have already bedded you had you been one. You were poor, perhaps worse than that, yet you managed to bring him portions of your food.

Even in the coldest of winters, he had watched the village chief struggle to give up a third of his meals to honor him, yet an insignificant girl like you who obviously needed the wasted vegetables more than anything was offering it to him.

Should he kill you here? Make it painless? It seemed that your health was already declining, your bloody coughs enough proof for him. He’d be putting you out of your misery if he did it now.

But walking towards you, his nails turned into the claws he was so used to, kneeling down once more to your slumped form, he couldn’t seem to do it.

You couldn’t even lift your head to beg for your life, but you tried to bring up your fist that paled in size to his, curling it around one of his fingers as you tried to push him away.

And his nails were right there, right at the base of your throat, ready to slit, but he felt the little bit of heat as you sickly gripped him, the little tear droplets wetting his skin as he retracted his hand.

He stared at the top of your head, watching as your hand fell to your side, your body too weak to keep it up anymore.

And he grumbled to himself, saying things such that he wasn’t fucking enough people and his mind was going crazy, cupping your knees as he lifted you gently up, supporting your head with the palm of his hand as he brought you back to the village.

He could have killed you even then as he was entering the gates, but you had held onto his shirt so tightly that he could barely lift his finger to do such a thing.

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I love this fandom haa...

Oh.

Why Samuel. Why make that face.

Girl I've been stalking ur page I'm so sorry bahahah don't worry I'm not spamming u lol. But I saw this and like- don't. I mean it. It's ex for a reason. Also really depends how long were you separated and how long were you together? Have they changed? Did they get with anyone else when u were separated, cause if so they considered it freedom and a break and they don't love you. Honestly hon if you feel lonely watch some horror movies and God forbid don't u dare read angst or love fanfics lol. I love studying after a relationship ends,, it's perfect timing. But honestly it's up to you. Just never give someone four chances ever. Three is pushing it ahah

i need you guys to talk to me cause i am so close to texting my ex back and getting back with him.

Hey there! Actually, I can probably help you with this with some good tips! As someone who's brother is one of those TT glow up people 😭. Here's some things he's said that are true:

Do NOT loose weight too quick!!! You will get a lot of loose skin, unhealthy, and be exhausted and lethargic. As well this will cause you to loose a lot of energy too quick and then you end up crashing and you could get diabetes or be so stressed you splurge on food.

The best way and healthiest way, that will get you looking your healthiest and best is to eat a healthy and sufficient diet, and by diet I mean eat all the food groups you should in a day and even get a personalized diet made for you by a nutritionist if your serious about this. DO NOT DO AN EXTREME DIET LIKE THAT CRAZY IU DIET YOU CAN DIE AND YOU WILL BE VERY UNHEALTHY

Give yourself rewards. Every ten pounds you lose, go get yourself mini cake or a box of those shortbread cookies. Also remember, eating healthy doesn't mean eating nasty! There is so many healthy foods not including salads which are honestly not good for you at all!

Learn how to prepare, cook, season, and portion your meals correctly! Again, this is why I say go to a nutritionalist and get a healthy diet plan made :)) one specifically for you, your hormones, weight, height, etc. This will be the most efficient:)

Work out regularly but give yourself breaks! Balance is key.

If your wanting a tiny waist, I actually don't recommend doing situps and that sort of thing for long. It's better to do cardio and such if your going for that petite french look :) adding muscle (working out your waist) gives you abs and that makes your stomach and waist wider actually. So unless you plan on heavily working out your legs, shoulders, and back to be proportionate, don't do much of these.

Most importantly, take good care of yourself mentally and physically! Make sure your doing this for yourself as well! Being healthy is very important! Just don't get too skinny where it's unhealthy alright? That's why a nutritionalist will help you figure out and get to that weight you want. Also I recommend and fitness instructor, taking yoga classes, or getting a life coach to help you maintain and lose weight, okay? My mom has been doing yoga since she was 20 and she looks great :))

Good luck and be healthy and know your loved!

Edit: Getting someone to hold you accountable for binge eating and being unhealthy, keeping you on track is insanely important if you can't hold yourself accountable babes! Get a gym buddy or ask a friend to work out w you!!

How do I start?

I'm trying to get down to 80-90lbs (I'm what it is in kg srry) I am currently 296.3lbs. I know it's a lot, any tips for getting started, and being able to stick to it? I tend to have trouble learning sticking to anything.

HE DID WHATT???? The racist part is very upsetting but that can be solved with time.. (I hope idk 😭 my sisters bf used to call Asians chinks until he started dating my sister and she shaped him up) but the HE RAISED A HAND TO YOU??!?!? Never ever ever ever ever date or marry a person who gets physical with you when they're upset!! No matter the reason!!! 😭😭 once a hitter always a hitter. Your ex manz is immature as heck and you are not his teacher try to remember that!! If only one person is growing in a relationship then it's not healthy, a relationship is for two people to grow not one. I'm not trying to get all in your business but don't even reconsider him 😭 block his azz, avoid him, everything my girl. My grandma got hit by my grandpa in an argument one time before they were married and he apologized and coddled to her until she forgave him and they married. But then whenever he got angry he would do it again. And again. And everytime she forgave him he would become more and more likely to beat her 😭😭 never marry someone who exhibits signs of violence when angry!!! Trust me bbgrl. My grandma is still married to my grandpa and she is always telling me on the side to be careful about who you marry and that she loves my grandpa but he wasn't raised right, giving him excuses. Don't be my grandma 😭😭 you deserve better mamas. The racism is a character flaw that can be fixed even though I wouldn't date a racist but if your willing to shape someone into something better no blame here. But the violence and disrespect for you as a women is a thing that's imbedded in their bones 😭😭 please don't take them back!!

i need you guys to talk to me cause i am so close to texting my ex back and getting back with him.