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Do yall think Malleus would have Yuu buried next to him or have their own gorgeous, expensive, burial? (Think like, snow white or the old catholic church's around Europe)
Thousands of years later archaeologists would stumble upon the late King Malleus' tomb and it's like the terracotta army but with the gargoyles he personally sculpted over the years instead of human-like soldiers lol
Historians would be like: "The gargoyles represent the loyalty and strength of the fae peoples. They are symbols of endurance; of unwavering faith in their mighty King until the end."
No, he just really liked gargoyles.
Hi, Rome (May call you Rome?)
I finally worked up the courage to send in my first request..... Can I request a fic of Gojo and Geto being absolutely inlove with this one omega male? (Sorcerers au) Pls?
Title: lover
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
Characters: Gojo, Geto, Shoko (mentioned)
Fic type: fluff
Pairings: Gojo x Geto
Warnings: male reader, reader insert, omegaverse, fluff
Notes: you absolutely can, it's my name after all
🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸
Everyone knew that Gojo and Geto were a couple, the two alphas very open about their relationship and flirted openly.
(Name) Hummed quietly as he refilled medical equipment as Shoko went to grab some lunch for the two, the two often rotated who got lunch "(naaaame)!" Gojo said happily as he and Geto walked into the medical office, (name) glancing up with a confused expression "oh! What can I do for you two?" (Name) Asked as he put the basket of gauze on a shelf "can't we just come to see you?" Geto asked the cute Omega who tilted his head "well I suppose"
The two smiled at the Omega, subconsciously getting closer to him "how have your missions been? I heard you two went to Osaka" (name) paid no mind as Gojo draped himself over him "it was fine, you should come next..." Gojo held him close as Geto traced his cheek "maybe next time!"
The two always seemed to have a seventh sense for seeking (name) out, the two were hopelessly in love with the omega who didn't seem to catch to their flirting, hopelessly oblivious but it was clear that (name) had feelings for the alphas.
"We actually got you something" Gojo said happily, pulling out a bag he set to the side and handing it to (name) "you didn't have to...!" (Name) Said softly as he carefully opened the bag to reveal..." A collar?" He asked while feeling the hand crafted leather and ornate designs "but this is a courting gift..."
"Yuuuup" Gojo said and Geto smiled at the omegas who clearly was trying to figure this out "wait... Does that mean?"
"There he is, took you a year" the two chuckled as (name) looked startled "a year! I had all year to be with you two and I didn't notice!" (Name) Gawked "well we better make up for lost time~" Geto missed his cheek lovingly and Gojo put the collar on his neck "lots and lots of lost time~"
"please keep from being disgusting in my office" Shoko said bluntly as she held food bags, glaring at the trio as (name) stepped away from his alphas, respecting his bosses wishes.
Do yall understand how much I love older brother aus? As an older sibling, this like, kills my heart because I miss my siblings so much 😭
Clingy Older Brother Sukuna AU HFBU
The evening sky is painted with hues of twilight as you and Sukuna sit on the couch, browsing through articles on your tablet. Yuji is already asleep, tucked in snugly after a day full of adventures. You come across an article titled "Understanding SUDEP: Sudden Unexpected Death in Epilepsy." Your heart skips a beat, and you feel a cold shiver run down your spine.
"Kuna, look at this," you say, your voice tinged with worry.
Sukuna leans in, his eyes scanning the article quickly. "SUDEP," he reads aloud, frowning. "Sudden Unexpected Death in Epilepsy. Damn, babe, that sounds serious."
You nod, feeling a lump in your throat. "I've read about it before, but it still scares me."
Sukuna wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer. "Hey, don't think like that. We're managing your epilepsy well. You've got your medication, and we're always careful."
"I know," you whisper, your voice trembling. "But what if—"
"Stop," Sukuna interrupts gently but firmly. "We can't live our lives in fear of what might happen. We'll deal with whatever comes our way, together."
You nod, taking a deep breath. "You're right. I just... it's hard not to worry sometimes."
"I get it, babe. But you've got me and Yuji. We're not going anywhere," he reassures you, kissing the top of your head.
Little do either of you know, a small figure stands quietly in the hallway, having overheard your conversation. Yuji, his eyes wide and filled with worry, silently creeps back to his room, clutching his teddy bear tightly.
Over the next few days, you notice a change in Yuji. He's unusually clingy, sticking to your side like glue. At first, you think it's just a phase, but as the days turn into weeks, his behaviour becomes more pronounced. He insists on sleeping in the bed with you and Sukuna every night, and he won't let you go anywhere alone, not even to the bathroom.
"Yuji, sweetie, why don't you want to sleep in your own bed?" you ask gently one night as you tuck him in beside you.
He shrugs, his little face set in a stubborn expression. "I just want to stay with you, Y/N/N."
Sukuna, lying on your other side, shares a concerned look with you. "Yuji, you know you can tell us anything, right?"
Yuji nods but doesn't say anything more. He curls up close to you, his small body pressed against yours, and soon falls asleep.
Sukuna sighs, running a hand through his hair. "I don't get it. He won't tell us what's wrong."
"We'll figure it out," you say softly, stroking Yuji's hair. "We just need to be patient."
A few days later, you decide to take Yuji to the tattoo parlour where Sukuna works. Maybe being around familiar faces will help him open up. As you walk in, the smell of ink and antiseptic fills the air, and the buzzing of tattoo machines creates a steady hum.
Toji and Geto look up from their stations, grinning when they see you. "Hey there," Toji calls out. "What brings you guys here? You rarely ever show up on your day off Sukuna"
"Just wanted to get out of the house," Sukuna replies, leading you and Yuji inside. "And maybe you two can help us with something."
Yuji stays close to you, holding your hand tightly as Sukuna talks to Toji quietly, the man nodding. Geto kneels down to Yuji's level, his eyes kind. "Hey, little man. Want to help me clean some tools?"
Yuji nods eagerly, and Geto takes him to the back room. You watch them go, hoping this might be the moment Yuji finally opens up.
In the back room, Geto and Toji exchange a knowing glance. "Alright, kiddo," Toji says, sitting on a stool. "What's been bothering you?"
Yuji fidgets, looking down at his shoes. "I don't want Y/N/N to die," he mumbles.
Geto's eyes soften. "Why would you think that, Yuji?"
"I heard Suku and Y/N/N talking about something called... SUDEP," he says, struggling with the unfamiliar word. "They said it's when people with epilepsy die suddenly."
Toji sighs, glancing at Geto. "Damn. That's heavy for a kid."
Geto nods, patting Yuji's shoulder. "Hey, Yuji, listen to me. Y/N/N is strong, and she's taking good care of herself. Sukuna and everyone around her are making sure she's safe. You don't have to worry about that."
"But what if it happens anyway?" Yuji's voice is small, scared.
Toji crouches down, looking Yuji in the eyes. "Then we'll deal with it, just like we deal with everything else. But right now, Y/N/N is fine, and she needs you to be strong for her."
Yuji nods slowly, the fear in his eyes slowly being replaced by a hint of understanding.
That night, back at home, you and Sukuna sit down with Yuji in the living room. Sukuna had talked to Toji and Geto, and now you know what's been troubling Yuji.
"Yuji," you begin softly, taking his hands in yours. "Toji and Geto told us what you talked about."
Yuji looks up at you, his eyes wide. "They did?"
"Yes," Sukuna says, his voice gentle. "And we want to talk to you about it."
You take a deep breath, trying to keep your voice steady. "Yuji, I know the idea of SUDEP is really scary. It scares me too. But I'm doing everything I can to stay healthy and safe."
Yuji's eyes fill with tears. "But what if you..."
Sukuna pulls Yuji into his lap, hugging him tightly. "Yuji, I promise you, we're taking good care of Y/N/N. She takes her medicine, she sees her doctor regularly, and we're always watching out for her."
Yuji sniffs, wiping his eyes. "I don't want to lose her."
"You won't, sweetheart," you say, leaning in to kiss his forehead. "I'm not going anywhere. And even if something did happen, you've got Suku and so many people who love you and will take care of you."
Sukuna nods, his expression serious. "We're a team, remember? We face everything together. You, me, and Y/N/N."
Yuji takes a deep breath, nodding slowly. "Okay. I just... I got really scared."
"It's okay to be scared," you assure him. "But talking about it helps. You can always come to us with anything, no matter how scared you are."
Yuji hugs you tightly, his little arms wrapped around your neck. "I love you, Y/N/N."
"I love you too, Yuji," you whisper, feeling the weight of his fear and the relief that follows.
Sukuna smiles, ruffling Yuji's hair. "Alright, kiddo. How about we all get some sleep? And this time, you can sleep in your own bed, knowing we're right here if you need us."
Yuji nods, a small smile finally appearing on his face. "Okay, Suku."
That night, after tucking Yuji into his own bed and making sure he feels safe and loved, you and Sukuna lie together in your room. You curl up against him, feeling a sense of peace.
Rebloging because I just checked in and the chapters for twist isn't even done yet 😭
Dance With Me.
Kinda Malleus x Reader!Yuu. Slight spoilers for Chapter Seven (I haven't read nor looked at translations). But enjoy! Reader is Gender Nuetral.
WARNINGS: SLIGHT CHAPTER SEVEN SPOILERS, captivity, deliriousness.
Timeless.
Endless.
Dizziness.
That's all (Name) felt as they waltz with strangers. It was endless, the music was never-ending, the same symphony would get quiet and then repeat.
Once it got quiet (Name) would hear humming.
(Name) got off the stranger, politely excusing themselves. (Name) walked around trying to find the source of the humming, it was quiet, but soothing.
(Name) went up stairs only to re-enter the ballroom they were just in, same with going down stairs. They always re-enter the same ballroom.
'This is getting stranger and stranger by the minute'. (Name) was lost, the humming wouldn't get louder or softer, it was consistent.
The symphony slowly picked back up where it started, 'how did I get here? Where am I' (Name) looked around, feeling dizzy by the guest waltzing around them, the spinning and laughter around them was endless.
"Mind if I steal this dance?"
(Name) looked up to the figure, 'he is enchanting'. Feeling heat rise to their face, they nodded.
The man chuckled, leading them to the center of the ballroom.
(Name) felt eyes grow on them, but the humming stopped, causing them to look around.
"Is everything alright my dear?"
(Name) looked at the man, "um, yes".
"Are you sure? You look so uncertain, are you nervous?". His smile was warm but felt so sinister.
(Name) rested their head on the man's chest as they danced, "Well, kinda. Where are we?".
The ceiling was endless as were all the rooms, the room stretched, what looked like hundreds of people dancing around the two.
(Name) looked closer at the man, his horns where decorated with lace covering his eyes, but oh was it his eyes that stood out the most. The envy green eyes that pierced their mind, their soul and swallowed them whole.
"Say, have we met before?"
He smiled at them, adoring thier curiosity, "Of course, once upon a dream".
"A dream?" (Name) was puzzled, when was the last time they dreamed? They felt like they were so busy, but they can't seem to remember anything before this dance.
"NAME!"
(Name) looked around, "did you hear that?".
"Hear what love?" The man hummed, humming, that irritable humming.
(Name) felt themselves getting angry, that humming was making their head hurt, "My name! That's my name! And your name... what is your name?".
"Names are very powerful, Little one, do you really wish to know my name?"
"Well, I think that I know you"
"NAME! WAKE UP!"
The whole room shook, dust falling on everyone, people around them were glitching, in and out of place.
"Wait, wake up? Am I in a dream? Sir, where are we?". (Name) tried to break away from the man, but was shoved back into his arms.
"It seems that we are being distributed". The man holds (Name)'s cheeks, rubbing them softly.
(Name) feel nauseous, worry crept up their spine, alarm bells ringing in their head, "I think I should be going sir".
"Oh no, we can't have that, shhhh. It's okay, just relax" The man picked up (Name), rocking them as if they were a baby.
The man softly hummed as he rocked (Name), the ballroom got dark, the music finally stopping.
"Shhh, it's okay (Name). I'll give us a better dream, where no one can disturb us". The man kissed the top of their head.
(Name) felt themselves relaxed, listening to the soft humming, their eyes slowly closing once last time.
Sorry! This was kinda rushed, I had to get this off my mind. I hope you enjoyed! Ask and request are always opened!
Okay, I've been getting spammed with these flooding my inboxes. I'm all for helping the people of Palestine but it absolutely ridiculous when people pretend to be people in the need of help. THIS IS A SCAM DO NO SEND MONEY TO THESE PEOPLE.
here some actually places to donate
Okay, I've been getting spammed with these flooding my inboxes. I'm all for helping the people of Palestine but it absolutely ridiculous when people pretend to be people in the need of help. THIS IS A SCAM DO NO SEND MONEY TO THESE PEOPLE.
here some actually places to donate
Poly SatoSugu x omega reader!
Warnings: poly (obv), omega Suguru, Alpha Satoru. Omega gender neutral reader. Mentions of Infertility. MALE PREGNANCY, pregnancy.
Imagine being mated to Alpha Satoru and Omega Suguru, accidentally tied into their pack. Gojo Clan and Zenin Clan had originally arranged you and Satoru to be mated, but Satoru, in normal fashion, rebelled and mated Suguru. Zenin clan, not wanting to break a olive branch, still gave you to the Gojo clan. Suguru came to you with an offer, he felt bad that you were kinda just been thrown around, You agreed to be their surrogate. Suguru wanted to continue working without having to be pregnant and worry about time off.
Imagine you and Suguru getting close, like, super close over the years. Zenin clan pressuring you to have pups, but never specified who's pups. So the next time you had a heat, instead of Satoru helping you, Suguru helped you instead. When the Zenin Clan and Gojo Clan found out that the pup wasn't Satoru's they demanded that Satrou be the one to have pups next. So in Satoru fashion, adopted three pups in his and your name. Zenin and Gojo Clan giving up after that.
Imagine during you're pregnancy Satoru starts to get close to you, realizing he doesn't need to hold a grudge over you since you're also a victim of your own clan. Slowly spoiling you and gushing over you and your pregnant belly. Slowly he and Suguru fuss over you and the new pups in the house.
It's a werid arrangement but you could complain since now you have a happy pack.
Imagine bassist Shoko
Fem reader, pick me friend. This does NOT contain lyrics, I kinda cringe at song fics.
Imagine going to a sad bar on the edge of town with your friend and meeting a super hot bassist.
"This place looks like a dumpster fire...." You cringed, "and smells like one".
Your friend rolled her eyes, "Listen I understand but there's this band-"
"Oh god".
"Just shush!!! Listen, I went here on a date with a guy and these guys were playing and they aren't that bad! To be honest the singer is kinda cute-".
"So we are supporting a small band based on their looks?".
"No! They are acually really good!!".
"What's their name then?".
"....".
You sighed. Not want to argue anymore but also grimacing at the disgusting outer outside interior. "I'm sorry (Friend's name) but this literally looks like we are about to be sold meth".
Your friend rolled her eyes before opening the door to the bar. Now, it wasn't so bad, the stairs down into the small basement; there was a small bar in the corner, then a "stage" on the otherside of the wall.
"There's my number one fan!".
You both turn around to see a tall white haired man, he was... hot but there was a vibe that gave 'I will literally suck you dry, mentally and physically'. You smiled awkwardly, while your friend gave the guy a crushing hug.
"Of course!!! I told you I wouldn't a miss a show silly! I lovvvvveeeee y'alls single Satoruuuuu~".
'Gross' you thought.
"Ah first name basis already? Wow this was is different Satoru".
You made eye contact with a longed hair, pierced face man. He gave you a small smile then re focus his attention to Satoru.
Your friend made a face, "oh of course we are on a first name basis!!! He said the next song he'll write will be about me!".
Satoru rubbed his neck, giving his friend a cheeky smile while he in return was given an eyebrowed look.
"What's our next song about?".
Coming down the stairs with equipment in hand, was a beautiful, brown headed and brown eyed woman. Now, you were the type to be into people that were in a band but Jesus, talk about a tall glass of water.
Satoru laughed, "oh you thinking and throwing some ideas around..... thanks for grabbing the stuff Shoko!".
Shoko nodded, she then made her way towards the stage.
You kinda looked around, noticing how empty everything was, "uhhh I thought this was a concert or a performanc".
Suguru and Satoru stared at you, before Suguru coughing, "oh.... we are just planning on rehearsing tonight, SOMEONE, can't figure out an "adjective"...".
Satoru dramatically sighed, "it's a form of ART, this takes time.... Greece wasn't made in a day".
"But it was almost destroyed in a day" You mumbled.
You heard Shoko snickered behind you, your face turned a small hint of red.
Suguru stared at you and your friend, "So.... you wanna help us set up..... and give us a feedback?".
(Friend's name)'s eyes light up and immediately grab Satoru's guitar and bringing it to the stage leaving, three boxes to Suguru.
Shoko sighed but smiled softly at you while you help grabbed the cording and speakers, "let me guess... you were dragged to this?"..
You chuckled, "how could you tell?".
"You look fed up".
You looked back at your friend who was hanging off Satoru's arm, "kinda, I was expecting a show.... not being techie, but can't complain".
Shoko hummed, "Well" looking at your friend, "Let's hope she lasts".
You raised your eyebrow, "what do you mean?".
"Satoru is a slut".
If you could spit out water, you would. Your jaw dropped, "I mean... I got the vibe but I didn't-".
"Oh yeah no, his 'art' is just tickling other people's chords while he can barley raise his".
You started laughing.
"Do you really think... that guy can write a song? You should thank his ghostwriter Suguru".
You laughed harder.
"What are you two ladies talking about?"..
Satoru came up behind both of you, wrapping his arms between you, "can I know what's so funny?".
Shoko rolled her eyes, "thinking about taking a smoke break, you in....sorry I never got your name?"
"(Name)".
Shoko hummed, "Well (Name)... help me find a lighter in the van?".
Going outside, Shoko opens the back door of the van, inviting you inside.
The inside wasn't what you were expecting, it was an older model for sure, seating around the windows, red rugging, alot of red.
"Cozy".
She hummed. Grabbing a ciggerate and flickering the lighter a few times before lighting. She offers you a ciggerate but you polity decline. "Sorry I don't smoke-".
"Don't apologize... it's a bad habit".
The silence between the two of you was awkward, well for at least on your end.
You awkwardly laughed, "the outer exterior of the van doesn't do the inside justice".
"What's wrong with my van?".
"Oh no! I didn't mean it like that!"
Shoko laughed, "I'm kidding, I know it's a shit box, Satoru found it on Facebook and nagged me and Suguru to buy pitch in and buy it... fucker is a nepo baby....".
"Now that you mention it, he doesn't seem like the singing type-".
"Oh god, he can't sing, but he and Suguru can yell... to be honest, I think your friend and others just come to see Satoru and his looks. "
The silence was comforting now, Shoko gets out of the van, "Welp, I'm bored. Let's see what those freaks have been doing". She grabs your hand, helping you out of the van.
Before you and Shoko enter the bar, she puts her lighter in your hand, "You should come to practice more often, kinda nice not being the only girl."
A/N I might make a part 2 tbh, I lovvvveeee Shoko ♡♡
Imagine Omega Sukuna
I was cooking at work COOKING. Gender neutral reader and second gender isn't specific. Sorry I had RUSH this during break.
Imagine Omega sukuna, this is the Heian period so, imma say it doesn't matter if you were born an omega, what matters if you are strong or not.
Omega Sukuna who is still feared across the land.
Omega Sukuna who finds you minding your own business and liked your scent and decided that you were his.
Omega Sukuna who is probably the dominant one in this relationship, but you couldn't care any less.
Omega Sukuna who can't have children due to mistreatment as a child, but happily adopts his late younger brother's pup.
Omega Sukuna who leaves Yuuji in your care while he goes out and kills. Probably inventing the "stay at home husband/alpha troupe".
Omega Sukuna who goes feral when he sees you and Yuuji have been captured by sorcerers.
Omega Sukuna who does go feral before he is sealed seeing the two of you disappear in front of his eyes.
Omega Sukuna who awakes 1000s of years later and immediately trys tracking your scent.
Omega Sukuna who finds out he is in the reincarnated body of his nephew and almost throws a hissy fit.
Omega Sukuna who finally finds reincarnated you at the school, but you're holding a pup that definitely doesn't belong to him.
Omega Sukuna who almost (almost) drops when seeing your new mating mark.
Omega Sukuna vowed to kill whatever omega or alpha mated to you.
Omega Sukuna who doesn't know your new mate left you a couple of years ago with two pups and that the newest pup was just needing a babysitter.
Omega Sukuna who can smell a faint of your scent on Megumi.
Omega Sukuna who orders Yuuji to stalk you and Megumi.
Omega Sukuna who is desperate to get out of his own nephew's body and be with you again.
Stuck.
Warnings: NSFW, Gender neutral, omegaverse, knotting. MINORS STAY THE FUCK AWAY><
A/N: i guess this is my first snip "Smut" idk, imma try it
"Fu-FUCK!" Suguru growled above you, grasping the headboard with both hands, his pelvis pushing deeper into you, allowing his knot to catch onto your entrance.
You let out a pained moan, feeling his cock, his knot, it was overstimulating, so much so, it pushed you over the edge. You let out a longed moan, arching your back more than you should've, your thighs shaking, then finally your hands find Suguru's arms, pulling them down wrapping them around neck.
"Fuck, baby.. if you keep clenching me like that, I might cum again-" Suguru winced. "Stop movin baby".
Your heavy breathing, tear-stained face, Suguru ate it all up. He smiled down at you, kissing your head. "You okay baby?".
You took a deep breath, nodding, "'m fine".
Suguru hummed, "Imma move now, okay?".
Suguru winced, trying to pull out, but with his knot swollen.
The pulling sensation jolt you out of your daze, "Fuck! Suguru! Stop!".
Suguru immediately stopped all movement, "Sorry baby.. Guess I was more pent up than I thought I was".
You winced, "You don't say..."
You and Suguru, stuck in a very awkward position. After five minutes Suguru decided to try and pull out again.
"baby, bare with me here, this will probably hurt".
The knot, still swollen, refused to tug, resulting in a pained yelp from you.
Suguru huffed, "I dont think I can keep being on my knees like this.... Imma move us over, okay?".
Before you could say anything, Suguru wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you both on your sides. "See....Not so bad".
You took a deep breath, the knot was uncomfortable, but feeling Suguru's breathing on your neck and his thumbs on your stomach relaxed you in a way.
"Suguru... how was your day?'.
Suguru let out a laugh, "Really? we are talking about each other's day now? after-".
"oh hush, I'm trying to distract myself, Mr. yeah-I'm going-to-knot-this-omega-who-isn't-even-in-heat".
"I was caught in the moment".
"I was caught in the moment- oh bullshit".
After the silence, you both laughed.
"Who knows, maybe i was imagining my future with you".
"Mhm".
"A big house".
You sighed, your scent getting calmer.
"Pups...".
"heh, like your job will ever allow you the time to do that".
Suguru was silent, "I would drop everything for you".
You hummed, "I think I'm relaxed enough now, do you think you can pull out now?".
Suguru hugged your waist tighter, kissing up your back, "And if I don't too?"
"SUGURU!"
Honkai Starrail
BootHill X Reader
Imagine Alpha Boothill x Reader
Imagine Alpha BootHill....
Warnings: gender neutral reader, pregnant reader. Fluff with small angst.
He meets you, a single unmated pregnant omega working like a dog at a saloon in the middle of nowhere, on a dusty abandoned old mining planet.
He is very interested in you right on the bat, I mean, you can say the same thing about him. It's not every day you see a cyborg.
He comes in everyday for the past month, from noon to closing. Always asking for you to serve him.
One night he asked you out for a date.
"Oh, come on, it will be fun! Just us two- three, I mean. " He smiles down at your stomach.
You hummed, "I mean if it meets your fancy... but where? Boothill, we are in the middle of a desert.....".
He smirks, "I know a good spot."
You raise an eyebrow at him, "you know a spot but you been here almost everyday?".
"Can't I be a gentleman?"
"Can't you do your job?".
Before Boothill could reply, a blonde hair man came storming in; blabbering about Boothill taking too long and dragging the cyborg out of the Saloon.
For the next week, Boothill didn't show up to the saloon, making your omega whine at the fact. One night after closing, you noticed him waiting for you at the door.
"Let me walk you home".
You nodded, taking his hand.
Thanks to the planet's atmosphere, the sky shined bright of stars and cosmos. It was so beautiful. What was more beautiful is how the three moons reflected off Boothill's metal body, the soft white glow, it brought out the white streaks in his hair.
"Here" you say in a trance.
Silence between you too, it was kinda awkward, I mean, here you are in the presence of an alpha.
"I wanna court you-"
"But, I'm-".
"I don't care about that, I wanna give you what you deserve".
You bit your lip, your scent filled with anxiety, "what about your job with the Galaxy Rangers?".
"I want you to come with".
"Space is no place for a pup to live in, it's too dangerous and unstructured".
"I still want you, that will never change love". Boothill sighed before taking off his hat, "I may be... a quarter of the alpha I used to be. I'm reckless, pin-headed, hell I don't even got a scent anymore, I can't even feel anything anymore. But I do damn know that you... your scent... it's making me feel something I haven't felt in a hot minute... so please... let me court you... we can make this work". Boothill grabs your hands, putting them on his face, wanting to finally feel ya, "please just think about it".
You nodded your head, allowing him inside of your small home. He wrapped his arms around you hugging you, almost crushing. "Thank you, thank you thank you". He mumbled. You rubbed his head, noticing a faint smell, you laugh.
"What?".
You smile, before taking a deeper whiff os the small and faint scent, "You say you don't have a scent, but right behind ya ear.... I smell you..... your scent is... comforting... stuipd cyborg".
Boothill went stiff before letting small tears poke the corner of his eye. He laughs too, joining your fit of laughter.
This was rushed, I had the idea had to write it down fast lol and I'm now getting into honkai 😭
Listen. I've been cooking with my own OCs fot a bit (I wanna write a book before I go to school in the fall).
I am still taking request, we are still a little far away from 500 so that celebration/master list will be on hold.
I've been really busy lately, working closer to 60 hours everywhere since the end of April.
Please be patient, I also love the spam thank you all ❤️❤️
Hiiii, I have a request. Imagine a highschool AU where reader has a massive crush on Sukuna but she thinks he has a thing with Uraume, but he actually likes her. Ok ok, so hear me out. Reader is childhood friends with Yuuji and Sukuna and she notices how Sukuna and Uraume have been hanging out a lot. So she asks Yuuji if Sukuna is going to prom and he says yes, and that he is probably going with Uraume. So reader is sad and doesn't want to go to prom anymore even after already buy her dress. Buttt, the day before prom, Sukuna and Reader end up talking and she mentions how he and Uraume are going together and he is confused. Then they both confess and end up going together. Pleaseeeeee make this as angsty as possible, I love me some good angst😫
A/N: Gotchu pookie!! Sorry if this looks rushed, I had a hard time writing this
Warnings: angst, miscommunication, female aligned reader, bodyshaming, self-hatred, mentions of teen pregnancy, everyone is OOC too much for my taste I apologize for that.
Prom.
If there was one thing (Name) hated, it was waiting for a text. It felt vulnerable, and it felt weak or pathetic really.
[You] > Suki
Hey, what's your plans this weekend?
Read 11:56 am
(Name) sighed, scrolling through Instagram, seeing the girls from her class post sneak peaks of their prom dress.
"SISSSSYYYYYYYYY!" (Name) flinched as Yuuji jumped into her lap.
"Yuuji, don't scare me like that!" (Name) sighed as she removed the five year old from her lap.
Yuuji pouted, "You're supposed to be spending time with me!!! Not uncle suki!". He huffed.
Three years ago.
"Ew why does he look like that" Sukuna scowled.
Sukuna let out of a cry of pain as he was hit on the back of the back of the head. "Quiet boy!" Watsuke yelled.
The family was in shambles at the moment. Jin calling Sukuna at 3 a.m. saying that a girl that he met a party a while back, hit him up saying she was in labor, que the family freaking out and lucky for you, since you slept over, you got to see Sukuna's new nephew!!
Don't ask about the custody battle.
"Where is Sukuna anyways? I thought he was supposed to be babysitting you, not leaving me with you".
Yuujis face filled with dread.
"Not that I don't like hanging out with you!!! You're like family to me!!".
Yuuji got off the couch to go to his toybin, "I don't knooowww he said he was going to hang with....Ur-... Urau".
(Name) felt sad, "Uraume?".
"Yeah!! Them!". Yuuji handed (Name) an action figure, "Okay, you, so you can be captain, but I have to be Spiderman!".
"If you're not going to let us see the dress we are leaving".
'Let's go shopping together they said! It will be fun! We'll get boba and lunch!!' (Name) mumbled, then groaned before moving the curtain. "I feel like a pig in a dress, what's the theme again?".
Suguru looked up from his phone, "I'm sure it's like, 'Stary night'.
Satoru came out of the dressing room next to (Name), wearing a dress, "Suguru check it out! I look like a chic!!". Suguru looked at Satoru with disinterest while Satoru laughed like a manic.
The two boys erupted in laughter, Shoko appearing towards (Name)'s side, "ignore those two, you look great".
When (Name) looked at herself in the dress, she could only see her flaws, like how her boob's didn't fit properly or how it didn't hug the right places. "Maybe this isn't the one".
A bang on the wall intrupted (Name) from her thoughts, "Hurrryyyy up!!! Suguru wants go to the arcade!" Satoru whined. (Name) frowned, sighing and taking off the dress .
"Oh my God, yes!!!". Cheers and claps echoed the hallway, another prom proposal accepted. (Name) watched the happy couple celebrate down the hall, "gross right?". (Name) whipped her head around to see Sukuna.
(Name) smiled softly, "I think it's sweet".
Sukuna hummed.
"Unlike a certain someone who dumped me with babysitting duty".
"Tsk." Sukuna grabbed your bag, "AP Chemistry, right?". (Name) nodded before quickly ran behind him.
"Class, please settle down, I understand prom is in a few days, but I need you guys to finish this senior project, which is due next week."
Uraume sat next to (Name), "Did you grab the beakers?"
"Oh no sorry, let me grab them real quick".
"It's fine, I'll grab us some goggles while I'll grab them".
"Okay, thanks Uraume".
It's not that (Name) hated Uraume or disliked them. It was just- maybe envy? Uraume went to the same middle school as Sukuna, while (Name) only went to elementary together. Maybe it was a good thing (Name) didn't go to middle school with Sukuna and Uraume since they both got suspended....
"Hey are you listening?".
(Name) blushed, "oh, sorry, I zoned out"
Uraume nodded, "I was asking if you grab your prom dress yet... you know small talk".
"Oh... not yet, what about you?".
Uraume turned on the bunsen burner, "Well, I'm not going, but Sukuna wants to ditch prom for some frat party close by-".
Static. (Name) suddenly couldn't hear Uraume's monotone voice. Why was she upset? I mean, Sukuna was never the type to go to a dance or school get-together. Why is she upset? Why can't she connect to Sukuna like she used to? Why doesn't she get invited out-
Uraume looked over at (Name), "(Name) are you okay?".
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just so tired".
"So are you going?". Shoko sat on (Name)'s bed watching the girl mope in bed.
"I don't know Shoko... is there a point?".
Shoko sighed, "you know, not going because of one boy is kinda pathetic"
(Name) rolled hed eyes, "Wow, thanks."
"You could go with me. And Suguru-"
(Name) was slient, "I don't even like how I look".
"I do".
(Name) gagged, "Stop it Shoko".
Shoko was quiet for a minute, she walked to (Name)'s window, opening it, then grabbing a ciggerate from her purse,"Listen, we care about you. And it sucks to see you down because of one guy. Don't ruin this experience by not going. "
(Name) bit her lip, clutching the comforter tighter, "I guess...".
Shoko took the ciggerate out of her mouth, flicking it out of the window then going back to lay down next to (Name) on the bed, "There's my favorite girl, let's go last minute shopping with Utahime."
"You don't to dress for anyone! Jesus, pick something that fits you!". Utahime ranted as she went through the clothing rack.
Utahime was literally foaming at the mouth, "No, that color doesn't suit your tone- Definitely not feathered- Shoko!!!! Did you find anything in theme?".
Shoko looked up from her phone, looking at a clothing rack. "Here, you can't go wrong with black-"
"Black is for formals and funerals."
"She could be a black hole."
"Shoko no."
(Name) looked at the black sparkly dress, it was long and looked fitted. "Um, this looks like it hugs".
"That's the point-"
Utahime looked at the dress, "Well, go try it on!"
(Name) was shoved into a dressing room.
'Why am I so nervous? And sweaty, Jesus christ (Name) get it together. "
The dress was beautiful, really, but in (Name)'s mind, all she could see was the flaws. It was like a black oozing leaking from her brain and affecting her body, small things making bigger outcomes.
Shoke helped herself into the dressing room, "SHOKO!".
"What your dressed".
"What if I wasn't?!".
"You look amazing to me".
(Name)'s face went red, "oh hush!".
"I think you should get it"
(Name) looked at herself in the mirror. It was pretty, and it did kinda made feel better about herself.
"Sse you're smiling, that's a good sign!". Shoko wrapped her arms around (Name)'s neck.
Prom night was the worst, (Name) felt like she didn't deserve this or Shoko, she forced herself to get ready and everytime the time got closer, the temptation to just cancel plans got harder.
(Name) looked at herself in the mirror, she looked amazing but felt like shit. (Name)'s phone rang, echoing in the room.
"Hello?"
"Hey are you home?"
(Name)'s heart stopped, "Sukuna?"
"Yeah?"
"Why did you call me?".
"...are you home?"
"I mean, yeah, but-"
"Cool, I'm coming in"
"Wait what-".
The line died and the door opened.
"Sukuna! You can't just-".
Sukuna was quiet, "dont call me that please".
(Name) was shocked, and Sukuna was very out of character, "you dyed your hair".
"I did".
The two stood in silence.
"Are... you going to prom?".
(Name) crossed her arms, "No I just like to dress pretty".
"You're beautiful".
Sukuna took a deep breathe, "I don't deserve you. You've been there for me and I haven't been there for you".
"...Suki"
"I'm so selfish, I want you. I don't wanna go to prom and have to share your attention"
"Now Sukuna... you can't have (Name) to yourself all recess.... what if she wants to play with her other friends- "
Sukuna looked at the teacher with a glare, the five year old's face was red, "NO!"
"Now, Sukuna... that's not how we express our anger let's go to the quiet corner for now".
(Name) watched as Sukuna pouted in the corner of the room, walking to him and sitting besides him in silence.
(Name) wrapped her arms around Sukuna, "it felt like you were pushing me away.... I noticed that you were only hanging out with Uraume....I thought you two were dating for a bit".
Sukuna made a gagging noise, "ew no".
"So that's your plan... getting suspended?" Uraume looked up at Sukuna.
"Yep and I want your help".
Uraume shrugged their shoulders, "okay".
(Name) hummed, "what now?"
"Do you wanna go to prom with me?".
"Hmm, I kinda didn't want to go anyways, maybe we can just chill here".
A ringing intrupted the two.
'Crap I forgot about Shoko'.
"Why dont you go, save me a dance?"
(Name) smiled softly, "sure".
Sukuna walked (Name) to Shoko's car, grabbing her hand before she could get in, "I... I like you alot... it's hard to... describe..".
(Name)'s heart fluttered, a smile grew upon her face, "I love you too Suki".
Small snip,
"Unlce Suki!!"
"What brat".
"I wanna be just like you when I grow up".
Sukuna looked at the three year old with distain.
"What makes you think that-"
"We have the same hair color and and the same birth marks-"
Sukuna dyed his hair black that night, causing Jin and their father to try and calm an inconsolable Yuuji.
What's funny is that male bears don't stay around after mating (taking care of cubs). So Toji is literally a bear in a way 😭
EXCOTIX PETS! Imagine apex alpha Snake hybrid sukuna or alpha bear hybrid toji
i love this ask bc i am thinking about little pathetic omega bunny boys n ur on the opposite spectrum . HAHAHAHA
bear hybrid toji tho kinda doing smthing to me….his big frame with those cute little black bear ears..why am i….wait a damn minute
Life update, I got accepted into college!! I'm really excited but I don't know what to expect but I'm excited!! Nervous lol
Oooo maybe in this AU, because elders and their traditions, see red or any dark nails as like not worish but like, unproper?
A really cool intimate idea would having their alpha wash their hair for them on their wedding night, trust.
Courting idea, fabrics that their omega's washmaid could make them or to give it more intimate, the omega will make something out of it. Tradional a robe or a scenting blanket
Gosh, I can't have anything sad rn, just thinking about how in massacre au all that tradition is lost, hurts my heart.
i think that uchiha omegas are vain without realizing it. for the clan it is not about fitting into the omega stereotypes that are fashionable at the time, but beauty is a type of power, certain physical features are highly valued because they are representations of the purity of the lineage. many of their beauty and makeup rituals are even excessive for other traditional clans and i find the mental image so funny. just imagine massacre au itachi looking at his little brother, his beautiful little brother omega, a pure uchiha, with slightly damaged hair and clean, short nails but not with the usual intricate patterns. he is disturbed both because it is his fault that sasuke knows almost nothing about those traditions and because he fights against the maternal instinct to clean him up and make him worthy of standards that he was raised.
This is such a beautiful ask omg, and I adore it with all my being! 🥰
I love the idea that Uchiha teach all their omegas (and probably the other dynamics too honestly) about make up, fashion, haircare etc. but with the idea that beauty is power. Their clan is beautiful, and that's part of their power and allure.
It's all practical stuff too. Here's my ideas for Uchiha clan beauty standards:
Nails should be short, but beautifully painted.
Hair should be well conditioned with expensive, but crucially scentless, hair products.
Skincare is important. (Uchiha dermatologist specialists, ahh! Non-shinobi members would for sure have the option to specialise in wellness chemistry.)
Clothing is expensive, and stunning. Traditional, but with just the right amount of cutting edge, because they aren't boring like the Hyuuga.
Grace is taught through dance, which Uchiha perform at their traditional festivals.
And Itachi being raised with all this, is intimately familiar with the rituals. He has to paint his nails for the Akatsuki, but they're done so much better than everyone else's. He still knows all the dances, although he doesn't perform them.
And you're so right, Itachi would be unnerved seeing Sasuke without any of that grooming that he would have been expected to do. He was too young for make up when the clan was slaughtered, and he'd only had his nails done by other people so he doesn't know how to do it himself.
He's probably also forgotten all the dances, and outgrown all his formal wear. He definitely doesn't bother with expensive shampoo or skincare.
He doesn't look like an Uchiha should. And Itachi realises in that moment, that even if Sasuke had countless children and revived the clan, the traditions are probably already lost forever. They will quite literally die with Itachi.
I'm imagining Itachi daydreaming about getting to paint Sasuke's nails for him, and performing the special heir dance with him at festivals. When he's face to face with Sasuke, because his mind is struggling to cope with the situation, he finds himself fixating on wanting to wash and brush Sasuke's hair properly. Because it doesn't look right.
This headcanon is perfect. Just the right amount of world building, Uchiha arrogance, and angst.
Here are my questions if anyone wants to jump in:
What sort of nail designs are popular and why?
How does this impact wedding ceremonies?
What kind of special dance rituals or dress up rituals would the heirs have to go through? Did Itachi and Sasuke do it?
How would Itachi and Sasuke feel about this in a non-massacre AU?
Gosh, imagine having to sit in front of a mirror for hours on end for a wedding. Like, wedding make up is already a long process but a traditional wedding make up? It will probably be like how moive actors sit in make up for like 10 hours for special effects. Because you also have to put in effect that this is a traditional clan, you're going to need 5 make up artist and like 2 people on hair duty. (Imagine like traditional braids or buns).
I can imagine the nail panting would be like every other royal family, neutral, sad beige nails. No fancy colors.
Non-massacre AU, I love the idea that Itachi loves to be pampered, especially with haircare, imagine like having to soak in like milk baths and have someone massage the dirt out of his hair. Sasuke on the other hand, you know how growing up kids would refuse to wear formal clothing, yeah just like that but Sasuke is b I t t I n g his attendants. Won't sit still for his nails.
The only person that could touch his hair is probably Itachi
i think that uchiha omegas are vain without realizing it. for the clan it is not about fitting into the omega stereotypes that are fashionable at the time, but beauty is a type of power, certain physical features are highly valued because they are representations of the purity of the lineage. many of their beauty and makeup rituals are even excessive for other traditional clans and i find the mental image so funny. just imagine massacre au itachi looking at his little brother, his beautiful little brother omega, a pure uchiha, with slightly damaged hair and clean, short nails but not with the usual intricate patterns. he is disturbed both because it is his fault that sasuke knows almost nothing about those traditions and because he fights against the maternal instinct to clean him up and make him worthy of standards that he was raised.
This is such a beautiful ask omg, and I adore it with all my being! 🥰
I love the idea that Uchiha teach all their omegas (and probably the other dynamics too honestly) about make up, fashion, haircare etc. but with the idea that beauty is power. Their clan is beautiful, and that's part of their power and allure.
It's all practical stuff too. Here's my ideas for Uchiha clan beauty standards:
Nails should be short, but beautifully painted.
Hair should be well conditioned with expensive, but crucially scentless, hair products.
Skincare is important. (Uchiha dermatologist specialists, ahh! Non-shinobi members would for sure have the option to specialise in wellness chemistry.)
Clothing is expensive, and stunning. Traditional, but with just the right amount of cutting edge, because they aren't boring like the Hyuuga.
Grace is taught through dance, which Uchiha perform at their traditional festivals.
And Itachi being raised with all this, is intimately familiar with the rituals. He has to paint his nails for the Akatsuki, but they're done so much better than everyone else's. He still knows all the dances, although he doesn't perform them.
And you're so right, Itachi would be unnerved seeing Sasuke without any of that grooming that he would have been expected to do. He was too young for make up when the clan was slaughtered, and he'd only had his nails done by other people so he doesn't know how to do it himself.
He's probably also forgotten all the dances, and outgrown all his formal wear. He definitely doesn't bother with expensive shampoo or skincare.
He doesn't look like an Uchiha should. And Itachi realises in that moment, that even if Sasuke had countless children and revived the clan, the traditions are probably already lost forever. They will quite literally die with Itachi.
I'm imagining Itachi daydreaming about getting to paint Sasuke's nails for him, and performing the special heir dance with him at festivals. When he's face to face with Sasuke, because his mind is struggling to cope with the situation, he finds himself fixating on wanting to wash and brush Sasuke's hair properly. Because it doesn't look right.
This headcanon is perfect. Just the right amount of world building, Uchiha arrogance, and angst.
Here are my questions if anyone wants to jump in:
What sort of nail designs are popular and why?
How does this impact wedding ceremonies?
What kind of special dance rituals or dress up rituals would the heirs have to go through? Did Itachi and Sasuke do it?
How would Itachi and Sasuke feel about this in a non-massacre AU?
Plagiarism isn't okay. I don't think I've seen my works anywhere, but please let original authors know if you see their work on a site/account.
This also goes for translations
STOLEN AGAIN
I genuinely didn't know if I could be bothered to announce this again but I can't let it slide.
This is the second time that I'm aware of that this particular fic has been stolen. Granted, from what I can tell the only thing that is similar seems to be the smut, but that isn't the point. I don't particularly know how to go about this because as most of you know I'm not at all fond of the ao3 interface and I rarely use it.
But I wanted to post here because as we know, fic plagiarists seldom write anything for themselves. The ao3 date is confusing me a lil but I think they posted this chapter just two days after I posted my fic? I can't say for sure but it doesn't inspire hope for this particular poster that they are writing for themselves.
I was torn about whether to make a post about this at all because last time my work got stolen it made me so incredibly anxious and paranoid. I was physically and mentally drained because of it and I didn't know if I wanted to go through that again.
However I'm willing to take the risk because I know it's the right thing to do, and the fact that other moots or fellow writers could have had their work stolen by this person is the main reason I am doing this. It takes an incredible amount of energy, time, and passion to write or do anything creative and we are doing it for free because we want to and because it's fun. And to have that trivialised by being stolen for ?? laziness ?? clout ?? I don't know, it sucks.
I really do hope this author does write for themselves and just had a moment of weakness.
The writing clearly isn't entirely copied and pasted but has been tweaked slightly, I'm assuming in hopes of getting away with it? But at that point wouldn't it be better to just actually write something yourself?
Anyway, hopefully this user hasn't stolen from anyone else, but just in case I will link their fic below. It's a big multichap series and I honestly wouldn't have known if an anon hadn't have told me.
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my fic // their fic
You know what I love chat? Reincarnation.
Imagine being Sukuna's lover in every universe, in every life, every time stamp, but not surviving a single one.
Sukuna remembering every, e v e r y single one. The anguish, the raw feeling he feels every single time watching you die.
Warnings: slowly crippling insanity, yandereish, pregnancy, male pregnancy, omegaverse, mention abortion, gender neutral reader but the first and second are female and male, child birth, sacrificing
First.
It was a typical love story, a farm boy meeting a daughter of a shaman. When Sukuna first started courting, the man of the house, (Name)'s mother, told him that he had bad, very demonic energy and needed to be cleansed. (Name) and Sukuna rolled their eyes and eloped.
Sukuna rushed to his shared home with you. He was in the fields working in the blistering summer heat when a messenger ran towards him, telling him his wife was in labor.
He felt ecstatic. He prayed to the gods that your delivery would be safe.
Appernlty no gods bared him that request.
"Mrs Ryomen!! Relax".
(Name) let out a pained cry, their stomach contracted, tighting to move the babe from their stomach, "I- FUCK! I CANT!".
Midwives held onto (Name)'s hands, easing (Name) onto their knees, "Ma'am- you have to push-".
Sukuna slammed open the door, hearing his wife's crys, "I'm here!!".
(Name) looked at Sukuna with teary eyes, "Suki- OH GODS!".
Sukuna rushed to (Name)'s side, holding her hand, "Breathe my love-".
(Name) let out a scream, the midwives speaking amongst themselves. A small cry was heard, "it's a boy sir".
Sukuna held a proud smile on his face, looking down at his wife to see their reaction.
(Name) looked at Sukuna in a daze and back at their son, "he's beautiful Suki....".
Sukuna looked at (Name) with worried eyes, looking at the midwives, "something- hey- something is wrong!!".
One of the midwives looked under (Name)'s nightgown before going pale. One rushed out of the small hut. Sukuna gave his son to a midwife, before putting his focus on his wife, "hey hey hey, look at me, don't close your eyes".
The doctor didn't show up untill three hours later, but by that time (Name) was gone.
Sukuna looked at his crying son, his heart heavy, his mind weaked.
'I would do anything to bring them back'.
'Anything?' A voice rang out.
Sukuna looked backed at his crying son, then at the marbled statue at the altar.
That day, Sukuna murdered his own blood for a gamble with a hinnagami. It wasn't until his death that he knew what he wished for.
Second.
When Sukuna awoke, or when he first gained consciousness; he was in a different world or what he concluded a different universe.
Alphas, betas and Omegas.
It was... peculiar, different, but when he found you again, he stopped caring. You were a male this time, a beta male. It didn't matter to him. You were his mate, his soul mate, and he wasn't going to lose you this time.
"I want you to take birth control".
You looked at him with a deadpan face, "Okay werido".
"I'm serious".
You sighed. You've only dated or courted Sukuna for a year, and it felt like he knew everything about you, he had his quirks but it didn't make you love him any less.
"Baby." You reached over, grabbing his waist, "I'm a beta.... I can't get pregnant. "
"Sir, I'm surprised to say this, but you're pregnant".
Sukuna felt his heart drop to his chest. You were flabbergasted, "HOW!?" Both of you said in allusion.
"It looks like you're just.... an omega in terms".
Sukuna growled, "in terms of what? He doesn't have a scent nor-".
"I understand that, sir, your mate has.... we just need to do further testing".
After the doctor left the room, Sukuna has his eyes on you. "You need to get an abortion".
Your eyes widen, "excuse me?".
"You need to remove the thing-".
"That thing is our pup-".
"It's going to kill you-".
"You don't know that! People give birth every day, and it there's, like, barely a chance of death! We live in a time of technology! Not like, the stone age!".
Sukuna huffed, "I think....".
"I think you're just scared, baby..." You grabbed his hand, "... it's..... I know you're scared and I am too, but I want this with you... I'm ready. " You smiled softly at Sukuna, your smile relaxing him.
You were five months pregnant when you died. Sukuna could've laughed. It wasn't this pregnancy that killed you. No, it was a freak accident. Who would've thought that a fire happened at your work trapping you inside on your last day before maternity leave.
Three
When Sukuna awoke again, he vowed to just convince you (trap you) to stay at home. This time, he would get a vasectomy when he was of age.
Sukuna searched for you.
He didn't care about this world.
He just wanted to find you.
He found you.
But you were already dead.
20
In this life, luckily, he had the chance to grow up with you. You both went to the same school, became highschool sweethearts.
War broke out, separating you two.
No matter how much Sukuna fought against it, he was drafted. Sukuna didn't care who he hurted, he just wanted to go back home to you.
Which is why he cut his own foot off. He heard of other men doing the same thing, so why couldn't he?
While waiting in the discharge center he found out that his home town had been bombed.
Sukuna started hating humanity.
He hated this curse.
He hated that no matter what lifetime he was in, he could never have you to himself.
489
This life started out strange. He was born back into the Hiean period. But he couldn't find you. Instead of killing himself to reset the life, he decided to take centuries long frustration on humanity, it was a good run, people called him "King of Curses".
Instead of dying, cruelly, he was punished by being sealed. During that he rest he could only think of you and only you, how beautiful every form, every life you've had, you were still breath taking.
He couldn't stand the fear in your eyes. He came back, and here you are staring at him like he is a monster. Sure, this isn't his body. And yes, you just saw him take over your student's body. But it doesn't matter anyways, he's back.
And no one is going to take you away this time.
And you deserve every single one ✨️✨️
Nice
Went to miku expo last night ☆☆☆
Link to my tic tok of a 17 minute special
Then I went to ihop at 1 am.
My pictures ☆
Aquarium
Shopping
Miku