Dont Take Him Away From Me

Don’t take him away from me 😭

Facts

TAE: "ARMYS ARE SAD" JEONGGUK: "OKAY LET'S GET NAKED TO DISTRACT THEM"

• Descendant •

Sukuna recognizing his and readers descendant.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CW/TW: GN! reader, implied AFAB, BRIEF mentions of pregnancy, BRIEF suggestive stuff, Religious metaphors, Nothing really it's a very SFW fic (tell me if I should add anything else!)

Characters: Sukuna x Reader

AN: I really REALLY want to write about Dad!Sukuna and him and reader as parents ASFJFJ. also this is SFW ! I repeat SFW

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   Nothing too familiar, nothing in the slightest actually. From the hair to eyes, height, nothing felt or looked quite familiar, or particular.

But Sukuna isn't mortal by any means, and nor is his perception of his surroundings. It's almost instinctive the way he experiences everything, especially in this stupidly modern world, with this stupid modern brat he's stuck in. So when Yuji is sat in this stupid transportation vehicle, a bus he calls it, and there's this strong fucking smell coming from someone beside the brat, which stinky ass mortal is smelling like that?

Yuji doesn't seem to notice, what's up with the brat? Can't he smell that goddamn STENCH emitting from the mortal beside him? What the hell can even smell that bad? OH.

Was this person not mortal? Sukuna's senses were tingling at this rando beside Yuji. Her SCENT was just way too particular, a curse perhaps? No, didn't smell like a curse, look like one either. Then why? Why the hell is Sukuna's nose itching at the scent of this mystery woman, a nobody, just some girl on the bus sitting beside them?

Oh?

OH. That's HIS stench. The scent the girl was giving off, was so particular because it was Sukuna's smell. It took him a few moments to comprehend it but now he understood. He could smell the blood, his strong and specific blood that pumped through the girls beside him's veins. And another one mixed with, well amongst the many different scents of many generations of mixed DNA there was another specific scent Sukuna recognized.

Their scent, that mortal so many years ago he once bedded. That mortal so many years ago he clung to intimately, who sang his name in chants every night he touched them. The one who walked by his side, the one that sat beside his throne, the only one who dared to cling to him. That gorgeous mortal. Did he forget? Of course not. How could he? They were divinity to him. Sukuna was no romantic by any means, but with them, he could remember clearly he felt perhaps he had found his other half. Not that he needed one but... they were something else, something so precious to him, they were his and his alone.

How can he forget? How can he forget when they walked by his side, wide with his child. Had he wanted children? No. He loathed them, stupid little shits who were nothing but an annoyance and a waste of oxygen, he never understood why mortals ever continued having them. That was until his mortal became with child. Specifically, his child.

Sukuna was evil. A dark demonic curse, a bundle of sheer sin. Yet somehow, all those years ago you had managed, to somewhat tame him, though he'd never admit it. But you, you were his, as was he yours, and he'd dare not do anything OTHER than smother you with love and pride. God, did it even exist? well if it did, it was inside of you.

So now here he is, 1000 years later, in some dumbass brat's body, sitting beside the smell of his beloved's blood pumping through this random girl. She didn't look anything like him, or you, or the child you bore all those many years ago. But that smell? Oh he knew it was just like your child's. And from the looks, she seems to have a fine life. Perhaps? Maybe? HOPEFULLY? Yes. Hopefully.

A light surprised yelp escapes the young lady beside Yuji, making his eyes flip over to her, realizing he had placed his hand atop her head, ruffling her hair in an almost parental manner.

"OH- Oh jeez sorry miss! I'm not sure- I didn't- sorry!" Yuji stammers, jolting as he takes his hand off the woman. When did that happen? HOW did his hand land atop her head, patting it in that oddly familial manner. Actually wait he doesn't even know this lady, what came over him?

"Erm... It's alright I guess?" The lady states awkwardly as she shifts slightly to move away from Yuji, equally as confused as him.

Taking a look at the hand he had placed atop her head, he notices the marks and slightly sharpened nails, his eyes widen a bit in realization as he mentally scolds Sukuna. What's the King of the Curses doing grabbing random women? Well actually it wasn't a grab, it was like he took control of Yuji's arm to.. ruffle her hair? Huh?

"Hey!? You can't just go grabbing random women! It makes me look like a perv! You really need to get yourself under control Sukuna."  "Tsk. Stupid brat, there wasn't anything perverted about that." "Huh?-"

"Never mind! Incompetent fool. You wouldn't understand." Sukuna grumbles, settling back onto the throne inside Yuji's mind. Yeah, that brat sure as shit didn't understand. Not that it mattered, he'd probably never see the girl again, but that was for the better perhaps, she seemed fine. Good. One could argue it was his narcissistic pride in having a still living bloodline that made him feel satisfaction at having a healthy happy-looking descendant, at least that's what he told himself.

But if you were here right now, somehow living 1000 years later, you'd know how he really felt. That small tingle of love in his heart, that odd human feeling. The happiness to see his lineage live on, no, your lineage live on, his child's lineage live on.Good. It's a good feeling.

The craving that I have to squish Namjoon plushy cheeks, and make him pout 😭

jimin and taehyung are only two months apart but jimin sounds like hes 12 and taehyung sounds like he’s gone through puberty twice and this is why i have trust issues 

Stop! STOPPP, please STOOOP 😭