A/N: Hello!! This Request Sounds Super Lit But I Am Scared Of Not Writing Their Dialogue Witty Enough

A/N: hello!! this request sounds super lit but i am Scared of not writing their dialogue witty enough so imma just try my best! :D i hope you have a nice day as well hehe

genres: fluff, BIG angst, sort of happy ending?, tw death, tw blood and gore; 2k words

divine omniscience [Sukuna X Reader]

“Do you guys think it’s true? What Gojou-sensei said?” Nobara asks out of the blue as she casually munches on a fry that certainly was not from her tray.

“You gotta be more specific, dude,” Yuuji replies, speaking with his mouth half-full of burger. She scrunches her nose at him as she reaches for another one of Megumi’s french fries.

“Y’know when he said all that stuff about Sukuna having only one known trusted companion or whatever. I mean, everything in the texts seems pretty vague, no?”

“Yeah, ‘companion’ is not the kind of word I’d associate with someone like him.” Megumi chips in, pushing his tray closer to the girl sitting opposite him.

“Kinda wanted to ask if they meant it sexually but I swear he’ll just start giggling and wasting our time.”

The three friends continue to chatter on about their theories and interpretations of their earlier class’s contents, all the while completely unaware of the fourth party listening in–the one who is actually most knowledgeable on the topic they’re so oddly curious about.

Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that you are the one who knows the most, that is if you’re still alive. Though Sukuna doubts you died within the time he was away. You’re too smart for that.

The village chanted, faces obscured behind masks carved from wood and dyed red from the colour of the witch’s blood. Watching from within the shadows, Sukuna felt compelled to observe the ritual, having never felt such a strong surge in cursed energy in his entire existence.

He was proven to have wrongly assumed it was coming from the outraged villagers when they finally set your crucified body alight and a blanket of black cursed energy covered the area, engulfing every single one of the citizens beneath it. Bone-chilling screams and begs for mercy filled his ears, the sound muffled but satisfying to listen to nonetheless.

When the strange turn of events finally came to an end and the energy receded into your bloodied and broken body, the King of Curses himself decided that he’d finally found someone worth his time.

At the end of your torturous life as a human and the start of your existence as a newly born cursed spirit, you were honestly a little too much for Sukuna to handle. Despite having never heard of cursed energy or jujutsu sorcery, you were quick to pick up everything you needed to know and then some.

Not only were you dangerously intelligent, but you were also completely unphased by him and his raw power, no matter how much he made sure to display it–whether it be in the form of exterminating a town of people or setting a forest ablaze with just a snap of his fingers.

“Scared yet?” he would ask, a smug grin on his face. You would smile back without a hint of sarcasm or dishonesty.

“No,” you’d reply without a second thought, “because I know you will never hurt me.”

What Sukuna initially assumed was well-hidden arrogance turned out to be a mere fact you were stating. A piece of truth you’d gained due to the nature of your ever-growing curse technique. Outwardly, the King could deny it all he wanted to, he could threaten you day and night, grab your throat and tighten his grip just to prove you wrong but he would never–has never–done any harm unto you.

When he had come to accept that as the truth, he tried deluding himself into believing he kept you around merely for your wealth of knowledge and powerful supply of cursed energy. Those were, in fact, his reasons at the start of it all–they were why he even walked into the village that fateful day and used his reverse cursed technique on you.

“You can say that all you want,” you once said, reaching up to wipe the blood off his face with your sleeve while the same red substance stained your own skin, “but we both know the main reason you keep me by your side.”

He did not respond.

Instead, he scoffed and grabbed your chin with one hand before raising the other and mimicking your gesture. With an uncharacteristic tenderness, Sukuna wiped the blood off your face with his thumb as the cries of the dying soldiers around you slowly faded to nothing.

“Their name was (Y/N).” His voice echoes shortly within the confines of Yuuji’s dark bedroom.

“What?” the sorcerer blearily murmured, having been on the verge of falling asleep when the King of Curses himself decided to speak.

“My companion… though, they would have preferred the word ‘partner’... was named (Y/N).”

“Why’re you telling me this?” Yuuji groaned, rubbing his eyes.

“The inaccuracies your teachers spread to your friends are painful to listen to,” Sukuna scoffs. “Frankly, it’s insulting and disrespectful.” The cursed spirit’s choice of vocabulary throws his vessel off guard.

“... You must’ve liked them a lot, huh?” Yuuji responds, voice softer than before as he feels his initial frustration of being denied his sleep fading away. “It’s weird to imagine someone like you feeling indignant on someone else’s behalf.”

“Well,” Sukuna smirks to himself, “let’s just say they’re the only one I have any respect for in this godforsaken world.”

“He plans on betraying you,” you stated matter-of-factly, opening your eyes for the first time throughout the entire meeting.

Sukuna had called forth a few powerful cursed spirits under the pretence of forming an alliance, with his true intentions being to simply size them up and subtly intimidate them into leaving his newfound territory alone–if they valued their lives, that is. He didn’t need to tell you of his plans and he knew he didn’t have to for you to understand it completely.

The cursed spirit you’d singled out widened his eyes before his expression turned hostile. “Don’t spout bullshit! I’ve done nothing but agree with everything Sukuna-sama has said!”

Sukuna watched the events unfold silently, unable to help but feel something in his chest swell with warmth as he observed you.

“I know everything.” Your simple reply was enough to enrage the spirit who shot out of his chair and seemingly began to lunge in your direction.

“You fucking wh–!” he cried.

Where his head used to sit was a neck sliced cleanly through the middle as everyone in the room felt a gust of wind brush past their terrified faces. The only outliers were you and the perpetrator of the murder himself, both smiling as one would out on a walk on a pleasant afternoon. His skull bounces twice on the tatami flooring before it disappears alongside his body.

“That was a bit much, don’t you think, Sukuna?” The other cursed spirits practically break out in a cold sweat upon hearing you so daringly speak to the King of Curses after such a display of his power.

“That was merciful, my dear,” he responded casually, reaching out a clean hand to wipe away the droplets of blood that had reached your face. Still touching you, he turned to the others. “Does anyone else have anything to say?”

“No, they’re terrified,” you laugh when they fail to respond, all still shaking where they sat.

“Good–”

“Of me.”

He scrunches his nose and softly pushes your face away but a smile still creeps onto his face as he thinks to himself, ‘as they should be.’

Nobara and Megumi would find it hard to believe had the information not come directly from Yuuji’s mouth, as well as the additional mouth that had unceremoniously popped up on his cheek mid-conversation.

“You’re saying everything wrong!” Sukuna had exclaimed after making his appearance and refusing to leave until Yuuji had gotten all the facts right.

When he was finally satisfied, he still didn’t leave right away, sensing the two sorcerers wanted to know more. “Well?” He prompts. “Just ask your fucking questions already, we don’t have all day.”

“If you put it like that… then I’ll just ask it as it is and you’re not allowed to get all pissy, ‘kay?” Nobara responds. Megumi and Yuuji share a nervous glance.

“How’re you so sure they’re not dead?”

He wished he hadn’t left you on such a bad note; that he didn’t spit at your feet and push you away when you tried to stop him from leaving the temple in which you both sought refuge. He wished he’d at least bade you a proper farewell and that his last words to you didn’t consist of him questioning your abilities just so he could keep his ego intact.

As Sukuna laid dying, surrounded by Japan’s most powerful sorcerers, he realised, finally, that he would never see you again; or feel your hand wipe at his face after another victorious battle.

For the first time in his life, the King of Curses shed a tear.

The braver sorcerers scoffed, some even taunted him, assuming he was merely afraid of death, whereas the warier ones hesitated in approaching him to deliver the final blow, taken aback by the uncharacteristic gesture. Still, with his immense cursed energy forming a protective barrier around him as a last resort, the sorcerers hadn’t won the battle quite yet.

A few minutes later, in fact, they lost it.

Sukuna remains silent, pondering over Nobara’s question. As promised, he didn’t show his anger and hid his grief even better. Truth be told, he doesn’t know if you’re alive.

“I told you not to go,” you spoke, voice trembling as you rested his head in your lap, your hands wiping the blood off his face. “I told you you’d die, didn’t I? Why didn’t you listen? Why?”

The sound of your soft sobs mingled with the noise from outside the pitch-black barrier you’d placed around the both of you. The sorcerers who survived your ambush were chipping away at your cursed energy shield and it was only a matter of time before they would break through.

“Even after all I said to you before I left,” Sukuna murmurs, relishing in the feeling of your skin against his, “this is what you choose to scold me over?” He let out a weak chuckle.

“I know of your grief and regret, I know you’re sorry and I’ve long forgiven you.”

“Thank you, my (Y/N).” He turned his head to press his lips against your palm for the final time. “Now go. You have to escape before the damned sorcerers force their way in.”

“No.” Your defiant tone juxtaposed with your tear stricken face amused him. “I’ll be here to see you off and then I’ll kill them all.” You leaned forward to kiss his forehead. “I’ll wait for your return, my love.”

When Sukuna refused to answer Nobara’s question and promptly disappeared, the trio assumed that was the end of it all. As much as they wanted to leave the information behind them, they still find themselves talking about it as they wait in line at a new sushi place that opened near the school.

“Kinda weird he was so insistent on telling us everything, huh?” Yuuji remarks.

“I highly doubt that was close to everything, though.” Megumi scratches the back of his head. “It felt like he was withholding a lot, like when he didn’t answer Nobara’s question.”

“Yeah, that was pretty lame,” she says with a pout. “I really wanna know if they’re alive or not. I mean, their whole story was pretty interesting but imagine how scary it’ll be if (Y/N) was still alive and in Japan after all this time.”

“Table for three, please,” Yuuji says to the staff at the counter once it’s their turn. They stare at him for a brief moment before a happy yet somehow sinister smile stretches across their face. The jujutsu sorcerer feels his blood run cold as he feels Sukuna suddenly begin to vie for control over his body.

“Finally,” you whisper, body and soul flooded with sheer relief as tears run down your face. You reach your hand out to touch Yuuji’s face and though he tries his very hardest to turn away and run, he finds his body frozen in place. “I’ve been waiting for you, my love.”

Leave A Scar [Niragi x reader]

Summary: Soulmate!AU. It’s awkward, feelings are kept secret and hearts are being broken. Maybe should something traumatic or unfortunate happen, these two would realize what they mean to each other.

Word count: 2,7k

Warnings: injuries, blood

Part 1 | Part 2

A/N: This is weird and cliché and it doesn’t feel right and I don’t like it but I already wrote it so might just as well post it lol.

It was late into your second month in Borderland when it happened. The Beach was hit by a pandemic. Of love. You could only guess that the populus was inspired by the story of you and Niragi, the lucky couple who found their soulmate in the wasteland. Suddenly, many more new couples could be seen roaming the halls, hanging by the pool and grinding in the club. It was heartwarming really. Except it had a downside that only you could feel.

Niragi.

He was moody, more irritable than before. It had to be karma for something you’ve done or maybe plain old bad luck. The timing couldn’t be worse. It came just as you thought your relationship was moving in the right direction. You were both making an effort - you tried to keep up with his moods and needs, respect the persona he built here, while he tried to open up more, or well, at least talk to you. Turns out he wasn’t just an annoying ass. Sometimes you thought you really had something special between you. 

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“I made Eun-hyuk become an orphan, too. And I ruined his life. We’re not blood-related at all. And honestly, we’re not even family without our parents. But he took a leave from school to help me study ballet. He’s crazy. He’s really crazy.”

RYOMEN SUKUNA || pretty little thing

note: am I simping for volume 12 cover sukuna once more? …yes, and am not afraid to admit that. that man can glare at me and i will apologise for gracing him with my unworthy self lmao. but i do enjoy this entire idea of super mean and evil sukuna and his cutesy lover that can do whatever she wants to him and he wouldn’t stop her - not like he wanted to anyway lmao 

pronouns: she/her

warning: mentions of murder and acts of murder as well, and if you squint a little there is mentions of minors, but it doesn’t play a big role in the story

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Rainbows || Gojo Satoru

Pairings: Gojo x g/n!reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

“Y/n, Y/n, quick. Come look at this.” 

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Hey,,may i request hcs with zhongli, childe and diluc where s/o comes home late injured & shit and their like questioning everything and just lecturing that s/o shuts them up with a kiss,,Have a good evening <3

When their s/o comes home injured

Zhongli x reader, Diluc x reader, Childr/Tartaglia x reader

Zhongli

Before leaving your shared home you alerted him of your trip in Dragonspine for a commission which offered alot of Mora (we all know he needs it) so he knows where you are

He got quite concerned when you included the words "Just encase I don't get back."

He expected you to come home in about 9 or so but it's half passed midnight

He heard a raged knock on the door and his eyes widened a tad bit when you basically fell on him

Rubbing your back he carried you to your shared room and gathered supplies

"[Y/N], what on earth happened to you?"

While wrapping your wounds you explained how your day went

"W-well f-for starters I forgot to b-bring enough food encase I got i-injured.."

Your teeth were chattering at that point. To cold to speak you decided the story can be told tomorrow

Zhongli dipped the towel in hot water and wiped your face with it while preparing a bath for you

He didn't want you to see him worried because he was suppose to be the strong and responsible one. He was suppose to be the one you can rely on

But deep down he was worried to death

After fixing you up thats when he sat there staring at you, waiting for a reaction

"[Y/N] you- hmpff. "

He felt your soft slightly cold lips against his

"Let's continue this talk for tomorrow my love. I'm reeealllyy tired"

Nodding with a smile he cared you in his arms and surrounded you with his warmth

Childe/Tartaglia

He was actually confused when you told him you were going out for a commission

You are dating THE TARTAGLIA, you're literally making bank just by dating him

Nevertheless he's supportive and happy that you like going out, helping people with commissions and earning things for yourself

What he's not happy about is the fact that you had to travel all the way to Mt. Hulao which is quite steep

Your commission required you to collect cor lapis and deliver them to a trading shop

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, its just a few cor lapis anyways."

"Pfft, me? Worried? Nah...just be careful though..."

Giving him a reassuring pat in the back you went out on your journey to Mt. Hulao

And there sad Tartaglia, sitting on the empty table with his abandoned paperwork

The clock struck 2:12AM

Where the hell were you??

He was planning on looking for you himself until he heard a knock on the door

He ran towards it and slammed it open, only to see you wer with sweat and blood

His heart was beating out of his chest, what happened to you?? Who did this? He would absolutely obliterate them

He pulled you inside and started patching you up

"Who did this? [Y/N] I told you, you would not have to work or take commission-"

Pushing him over with a slight grunt of pain you kissed his lips and out your weight on him

"Mmm you smell good Childe lovely."

He was about to protest until he heard your snores

He looked down at you and started smiling, kissing your forehead he hugged you with protective arms

He will never let this happen to you again

Diluc

"Aww come on Diluc, it's just a small quest."

"No [Y/N], that quest of yours is located all the way in Liyue Harbor and whats worse is that my brother is joining you."

Kaeya peeked his head instead your shared room with Diluc

"Diiluuuc it'll be fine, I'll make sure to take great care of [Y/N]~."

Giving you both a wink and sliding of outside again

"You see that just made it worse."

"My answer is still no [Y\N]."

Knowing you couldn't convince him other wise you went over to Kaeya and to him he had to go by himself...infront of Diluc that is

You may have slipped in that you would sneak out and do the quest with him

Later that night it was about 9:23AM

You got dressed and left a note for Diluc in the case he were to wake up and get worried

Jumping out the window Kaeya caught you and went on to your quest

It was about a few hours later and Diluc felt his thirst get the better of him as he grunted and stretched to get out of bed

He looked up at the clock and saw it was 3:01AM and be went to see your sleeping face (as he usually does every night)

Only to see an empty space. He didn't jump into any conclusions and thought maybe you went to the bathroom or went to drink some water

"[Y\N] are you done yet, I need to use the restroom."

He asked for the second time as he knocked on the door

He stood there and waited..waited...anddd waited

Ok now he was worried

"[Y\N] im coming in."

He opened the door only to find it..empty

He slightly stumbled backwards and ran out of the house

He then felt a cold blast of wind that he knew all too well

He saw Kaeya holding you in his arms, all bloody and beaten

Diluc knew better then to start an argument now. He brought them inside then started patching you up

As soon as he laid you down on the bed he grabbed Kaeya by the collar

"What the fuck did you do to her?!"

"Diluc you need to calm down, we-"

"CALM DOWN?!! THE LOVE OF MY LIFE IS ON THAT BED BARELY BREATHING BECAUSE OF YOU!"

They had a tad bit of a rumble until Kaeya could explain everything that happened

Diluc escorted him out and when he arrived back at your shared bedroom he saw you awake

He gave you a slightly angered gaze

"Yeah Diluc...I'm sorry.."

You then saw tears pour from his eyes and he hid his face

He didn't want you to see him like this

He walked over to the bed and cradled you in his arms and kissed your forhead

"I love you...please never leave me like that."