#happened to me before at all so I wonder if it's related at all??

[krysmcscience]

Aww, look at these cute lil kiddos, they couldn't possibly be-

-oh, wait, no, never mind. They're evil.

I'll clean up and color these sketches eventually. Also, goofy headcanon stuff under the readmore if anyone cares. XD;

The Mystic Seller's mention of Leshy's ascension to godhood got me wondering what sort of mortals the Bishops used to be before they were gods, and how the five of them are even siblings. Unless some Real Weird Genetic Fuckery is going on, I have severe doubts they're related by blood, so...Found Family...? Yes, please~ OuO

So now in my brainspace they start out as a bunch of wretched orphan kids, relying on each other to survive with their own unique skillsets, which they utilize with Extreme Prejudice against anyone who happens to be unfortunate enough to have what they need (food/gold, generally).

Shamura is the leader and tactician (and has some spellcasting know-how as a treat), Kallamar is the lookout and stealth killer (with poisons, though he'll resort to Weaponry Panic if things get dicey), Heket is the thief and explosives fanatic (watch out - she'll steal all your food and then go scorched earth on your crops to make sure you STARVE), and Leshy is the distraction master and trap-digger (and general menace who will bite people's faces). Meanwhile, Narinder gets the short end of the stick as usual, in that his only real skill is Kill People Dead - a silent assassin most times, following Shamura's lead to avoid putting him or his siblings in danger, but if he has to, he's equally fine with just rushing in and going ham with whatever weapons he can get his rude little hands on.

I haven't put much thought into most of their meetings - mainly just that (as the seemingly perpetual outlier of the five) Narinder was the last to be brought into their little family. He was already pretty decent at killing to survive, unwittingly massacred a camp of the quartet's latest targets on his own, fell into one of Leshy's pit traps on the way out, and was later found by both Leshy and Heket, who only resisted firebombing Narinder's fun new pit-home when Kallamar found their targets already dead, after which Shamura saw the value in offering Narinder a place in the family. Naturally, he accepted, since the choice was a logical one for survival's sake, but inwardly, he latched onto Shamura pretty hard as a source of guidance and companionship - and, eventually, comfort. Because I gotta add that lovely source of OOF.

The biggest OOF this headcanon creates, though, is that Narinder used to be the one protecting his siblings. :3c Until...ya know. They needed protecting from him. >:3c I do tend to headcanon the whole betrayal thing to be rather less unprovoked on his part, though, because I read too much into the few details canon gives us on that front, and this fucker has become my precious little meow meow, okay??? >:[

I needed to be in bed hours ago lol, why do I do this

#sketches #fanart #cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl bishops #cotl narinder #cotl leshy #cotl heket #cotl kallamar #cotl shamura #the marks on narinder's forehead are scars that eventually become his third eye i guess because why not? idk man i just work here #look- i can't be told that the bishops also betrayed narinder without immediately thinking there is so much more to his lashing out at them #because it just doesn't read like he's talking about them trying to seal him away for eternity after he literally attacked them all #granted - he COULD be lying - he IS a bastard like that #but given his quest line and general tsundere vibe i have my doubts #also LOOK i know kallamar is the one with the holy hand grenade - but hear me out #heket attacked me with bombs first and i took that very personally

[dunmeshistash]

About Kabru and Milsiril again,

I absolutely think Kabru's mother death affected him and even now is still trying to deal and heal from what happened in utaya,

I keep seeing people say Kabru has some sort of resentment towards Milsiril, and if he really does have any resentment for Milsiril, I feel like a good amount of it would be some sort of feeling of "You're not my real mom, but I'm grateful that you raised me like your son" in a way?? Aaaahhh, bad with my words sorry, I wonder how he reacted seeing his mother die only to be adopted by Milsiril, I seriously wish we saw more of Kabru trying to cope with what happened

I also have this headcannon where the reason why Kabru doesn't know how to do a lot of stuff and why his room is so messy is because Milsiril would constantly clean it for him and he just got used to it, and now someone else is cleaning it for him too now lmao

For sure! From the information we have his Mother had a rough life too, even before the tragedy

"Kabru's mother worked at a restaurant in Utaya, so from the time he was very small, he saw lots of adventurers up close. His mother was from a good family, but when Kabru was born, her husband's relations almost killed her over the color of his eyes, so she ran. She sometimes complained when she'd been drinking, but she was a hard worker and a good mother who raised Kabru all by herself"

From this I imagine that's where Kabru got the habit of people watching. The Utaya tragedy happened when he was 7 and Milsiril took him in. I can't really see much resentment coming from him besides the fact she almost wouldn't let him leave to take his revenge on the dungeon.

I think Kabru's mothers did their best for him. Even if they forgot to teach him how to iron his clothes <3

#dungeon meshi #adventurers bible #Kabru #Kabru of Utaya #dunmeshi thoughts #ask #Anonymous

[skunkes]

guess who was not in the right emotional state to finish watching lars and the real girl

#what a lovely movie.... #talkys #i obviously related a lot to him and his mannerisms. and such. among all the rest of it. #augh. something about watching him kiss bianca at the end before it happens #something about that being so familiar! a movie about loneliness. #a movie about loneliness... watching loneliness acted out while i act out loneliness. #the way that i can so physically feels how lars feels both in his relationship with bianca but also the moments where he wants More. #it burns...relatable but hurt to watch in the sense that he finds resolution and im staring at the credits sitting hollow #really funny too that he had that way out of things with bianca...bc i have a similar Out set up with al... #if one day i dont need him anymore... #augh....what a nice movie... #it hurts so bad but its a wonderful movie... #i like how everyone support him...! made me cry #the way ryan gosling talks in this movie is the exact way i talk to my siblings sometimes too. #when i feel small. and very much like their little brother who is 15; 12; + 9 years younger than them. AUGH. #hurts it hurts it hurts. good movie what a nice movie

[front-facing-pokemon]

#nuzleaf #i didn't really like nuzleaf before psmd. and i still don't really care for it as a pokémon‚ but i liked psmd too much to not feel Something #y'know‚ just by virtue of this pokémon being a major-ish character in my favorite game of all time‚ i kinda like it a Bit more now #although i still don't like it conceptually that much. the design isn't my favorite and it didn't do grass/dark very well #meowscarada for sure did that typing better #i actually just realized i had a notification that you could see in the corner of this image and i just had to go edit that out #this is the first time i've ever had to edit one of the images of the pokémon for this blog‚ fun fact #in case you're wondering. the notification was the reminder that i have set to queue pokémon up for the blog #every morning at 8 AM it tells me Update ffp and i don't do it until i wake up so the notification just kinda sits there until i do it #but the same thing happens with the take your meds notification‚ too #so. i'm kind of a bit of a fail and i can't survive without reminders. if i need to do something i have to ask my phone to remind me #or else i will not fucking do it. idk if any of y'all relate but i think i'll have to edit the notification out of the next one #as well. so. see you in shiftry

[mirror-to-the-past]

I am but a measly 2:00:15 into the genre-defining "Riku is Gay" video, but like. Damn, Tennelle Flowers is a cinematic genius. I've remained so thoroughly enthralled by the tasteful spacing of audio commentary, clips from the games, and excerpts from the novels/writer interviews that I've hardly even noticed the time passing. What is this video laced with, man- I love video essays, but usually I have to rewind a gazillion times due to my attention slipping against my will.

That collage of comparison clips from KH2 Beast's arc and Riku's KH1-KH2 arc is killing me, man. Ever wish you could tattoo a part of a video to your forehead? Apparently, now I do.

#and like AAAA they Get it! #the KH1 displacement and insecurity #Riku seeing Xion as Sora #It's still not explained how Riku was able to remember Sora despite all of his other connections getting amnesia but loool- #ain't the world just FULL of unexplained mysteries #AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THE COM NECKLACE THING #I also was like “huh- that memory can't have happened because Kairi wasn't at the islands before the meteor shower” so I figured it was #that maybe it was just fake but I wasn't SET on that- y'know? so like- the idea it was a Sora&Riku memory was so good #that bit about Riku originally meant to give Sora a charm in relation to the design of Oblivion being Sora's crown sealed the deal for me #and the novel excerpts are generally insane holy guacamole you don't just WRITE that stuff man #also they're (Tennelle Flowers) is just generally a wonderful narrator to listen to and I am rediscovering that after like 8 years or sm #from when I used to check out their Warriors stuff #anyway yeah can't wait to get to the ddd section- this is already third-eye-opening material- I'll probably just explode then #'Sora at the end of my outstretched hand was more important than anything else' #ARE YOU KIDDING ME #SHIT READS LIKE FANFICTION #kingdom hearts #sora #riku #kingdom hearts meta #soriku

[officialjamesflint]

clarification on my incoherent christmas rant: I Don't think that atheists should stop celebrating Christian holidays because that would be a ridiculous take to have, I just think that the secularization of christmas and Easter in particular has totally divorced them from being Religious Holidays in a lot of secular thought, which in turn means that people who aren't religiously Christian but are culturally Christian just assume that they're holidays like Halloween that aren't specifically connected to a religion (anymore anyways) and so why isn't my Jewish friend getting excited about Santa coming, doesn't *everyone* celebrate christmas?? And that also means that people can (wrongly) argue for having "neutral" decorations that are literally just christmas decorations. I'm thinking of a teacher I worked with recently who made the decision to make all the songs in her elementary school program neutral holiday songs, and you'll never guess what songs stayed and what songs she took out!! I simply think that its totally fine to celebrate christmas and Easter in a secular way, you just HAVE to remember that they're religious and that your experience of them as neutral is not universal at all

#tam speaks #christianity #as you can see i have. many thoughts #sometimes being religiously and radically christian in a culturally christian society is so bizarre for all these reasons #like. i think genuinely a lot of raised-athiest culturally Christian people dont see their beliefs as christian #because they dont know what a christian believe Is #whereas bc im born/raised/confirmed christian i know how to spot things that are christian with the labels taken off in a different way #off topic story thats tangentially related one of the most baffling things that happened to me in college was #i was on the board for our band and bc i went to a religious school one of our traditions on tour was to pray before meals #and at one of our meetings pre tour i was like. hey i wonder if we shouldnt do this because it might make people who arent christian #or have religious trauma uncomfortable. and the other people were SO adamant that we HAD to pray before meals it was TRADITION #LIKE???? SORRY IM TRYING TO ADVOCATE FOR NON-CHRISTIANS I GUESS..... #you know youre deep in the cultural christian mindset when an actually christian person is trying to convince you to stop being so Christian

[aeide-thea]

oh right i forgot the real reason i stopped listening to broadway clips was that i've got this whole enormous miserable knot in my chest abt having been too socially anxious to do anything with my once-upon-a-time-very-gorgeous voice once i got spat out of the safe little nest of my high school, and like, most of the time i forget that knot even exists, but when i listen to the sort of music i used to be part of making (proper opera but also showtunes) it's like. this whole fast-forward feelings journey thru 'oh right that didn't actually go away, it's still right there in my throat, just calcified' to 'oh okay we tugged the loose end and it's unraveling and actually it was keeping contained a whole rush of tears like aeolus' bag of winds in the odyssey…'

#like i decline 2 actually cry abt it but. sure am on the verge of it lmao. thick sore throat and all #i always forget that when i'm actually happy i sing to myself. it's been a long time since i did that #i mean also a big problem with voice was like. the gender thing #conveniently being a mezzo is ALSO a gender thing which did more work for me than i realized but #was listening to a jeremy jordan medley ft. on the street where you live from my fair lady and had a sudden flashback #to the year i was like 'what if i sang that for our musical theater showcase' and my voice teacher was like. noooo not a Boy Song 4 Girl U! #but i used to sing that to myself all the time. also‚ hilariously‚ the girl that i marry from annie get yr gun #which is just like. literally i still thought i was a straight girl tho. the sheer level of doublethink this required. #what was happening in my brain. #(i mean obviously what was happening in my brain was that like. i knew the limits of acceptability) #(and so i couldn't know anything else abt myself.) #(like i've said this before but i do strongly wonder what else my brain isn't allowing me to know bc i still live with my dad) #(which is like. SO dumb bc honestly i'm not sure there's anything i could do that he'd kick me out/disown me over) #(certainly not anything sexuality or even gender related idt) #(but it's like. i know where the discomfort line is and emotionally i just. can't bear to exile myself out beyond it!) #(even if my doing so might eventually shift the line out to where it embraced me again!) #(sometimes learning yr own deep unacceptability in childhood 4 adhd reasons) #(and also 'yr mother is so depressed nothing you do will ever please her. have fun trying tho!!' reasons) #(makes you just. totally incapable of deliberately rendering yrself less acceptable as an adult even when it would be good for you) #(anyway like. thinking back to the K in old home videos who was like. confident that they were an engaging delight) #(and like. what a charming jeremy jordan of a performer they could have made.) #(if only my whole upbringing hadn't then happened to me and crushed all the unacceptable self-expression out of me.) #anyway. shh don't look at me it's fine! it's all fine. 🫥🫥🫥 #formative #feelingsblogging

[just-let-me-see-accounts]

Some fanart for The March of the Mice. It’s a webseries available on youtube and twitch made by revscarecrow. It’s sort of like dnd, where you’re presented with choices and get to make decisions. You play as Brie (the one with the scarf), who has been drafted into the military at 13(?).

Alt under cut.

#my art #tmotm #the march of the mice #the one where Brie's thinking and then asks about crushes #is bc I was wondering what their thought process looks like #'cus the impression I got off the condensed vids is that sometimes they're real quiet and then say some non-sequitor #which is p funny to me which is anohter reason I drew that #but made me wonder what outsiders think their train of thought is #I assume people would think that they're going from thought to thought in a line with a conclusion that sounds like it comes out of nowhere #but makes sense when you go through it #like talking about bees with someone before they go quiet for a bit and ask if this one fair you two used to go to closed down #which sounds unrelated #but then you go through a chain and understand how they got there #(bees --> bees die when they sting you --> which I found out when my sibling got stung by one --> which happened at a fair--> #I really like that fair --> hey wait we haven't gone in a long time --> did it shut down?) #I assume that's what people would think Brie's thought process is like #but that's not what it's like at all! #it's a bunch of people talking over eachother about a lot of different things that sometimes aren't even related to the situation #It's a twitch chat! It's chaos! #So I think of it like dial up or garbage noises #visually represented by a squiggle #because if you took a peak into their brain there would be so many overlapping things you wouldn't be able to discern anything specific #their thoughts are hidden and unknowable to you! #so you only get the squiggle or noise #and you ONLY get the conclusion

[silhouettecrow]

365 Days of Writing Prompts: Day 210

Adjective: Scarce

Noun: Miracle

Definitions for those who need/want them:

Scarce: (especially of food, money, or some other resource) insufficient for the demand; occurring in small numbers or quantities, or rare

Miracle: a surprising and welcome event that is not explicable by natural or scientific laws and is therefore considered to be the work of a divine agency; a highly improbable or extraordinary event, development, or accomplishment that brings very welcome consequences; an amazing product or achievement, or an outstanding example of something

#im rather late again and i apologise #the explanation once again is that i accidentally fell asleep before i could type all of this up #we had a big day today #specifically we went out with my parents and did a bit of shopping and got lots of cool stuff for ourselves and others #(gifts for my best friend and my gfs sister as well as for my secret santa for my works upcoming christmas in august) #im really excited about all the books we got #which includes an ebook im currently reading cos i like it so much (how high we go in the dark by sequoia nagamatsu) #also i didnt mention this in yesterdays little diary entry cos i was so focussed on my work-related stuff #but my gf and i started rewatching good omens yesterday so we can watch the new season (i think this is my eighth time watching season one) #anyway this prompt to me initially comes across as sad or desolate #but the more i think about it the more it strikes me as an opportunity to explore the wonder and joy of when a 'miracle' does happen #cos it is 'scarce' and thus a rare occurence #so im excited to write something along those lines #thanks for reading #writing #writer #creative writing #writing prompt #writeblr #trying to be a writeblr at least

[transgaysex]

the crossbite stuff is a bit annoying but im trying very hard to apply my usual thought process of "if you can fix it then dont stress just fix it. if tou cant fix it then dont stress bc theres nothing to do" but it really is just :/

#wind howls #a guy gets self conscious. and im not a fan of my crooked smile #and also my jaw is constantly popping im startinf to think those 2 are related. i dont think it was always like this though #so i wonder what happened. and when. #im also a bit :( because some of the fixes for that arent. fun. #and this is just about me but my whole damn life my parents have been commenting about how i should get braces- #to fix my stupid fucking tooth gap. and braces are one of the fixes for a crossbite. #sure maybe i should be content that one day maybe ill knock two birds one stone but ill just feel mortified #i wish i could do that right now so my shit would like almost definitely get fixed before i finish my studies but. #man i do not have the money for that at all.

[linda-rose]

god every time I think too much about this my brain wants to explode a little, but going into teaching as a nonbinary/genderqueer person is really going to be something huh

#thinking about this again tonight bc in one of my grad classes today we were all gendered as minus the one guy in the group #like during discussion someone (who i do love) was like. well I think because everyone here idenfities as a woman etc etc #and the other day in a different class my prof was talking about the demogroahics of the class in the same way relating it to teaching #how we were all the except the guy women etc etc #and there are so many other examples and ive been wondering like...how is this possible #and how does this happen so foren bc like #my cohort is very tiny and weve all been in classes for years together and most i know really well AND an out too #and my profs are lovely and know my pronouns #and this has never happened to me in other classes before to this level let alone with people i know so well #but i think ive come to the conclusion that these are all teaching spaces and people just dont think of teachers as gender diverse at all #like even the most well meaning progressive people in literal educational justice classes just it does not occur to them as a possibility #in our class but also just in general #and we talk so much about other stuff but it constantly feels like people are leaving this out the equation #anyway this probably makes zero sense #but i am just. thinking thoughts and need to put them somewhere. #its just fascinating #teaching #nonbinary #queer

[regular-lord-reckoner]

just got home from a mandatory work meeting i had to actually go into the office for

i thought it was something pertaining to the raises they admitted they lied to us about and how everyone was pissed, but...nope!! just usual business shit and a lot of stuff i really didn’t need to be there for

but worry not because one of my managers saw me riiiiiight as i was about to leave and was like, “hey, do you have more time to work on some charts because one of our other providers needs some help for a few weeks with his”

so it’s not a done deal, she said she’d talk to him this evening but i did tell her if that was the case then i would definitely need some help with one of the other tasks i’m supposed to be working on and that i’m taking the last week of this month off so if i can work around that then fine

also going to take that as permission to get more overtime because so far no one has said anything about me getting some every weekend for the past few weeks so i’m going to keep that going but still be putting in more job applications because whew

#i was also late to the meeting because even though i've been up since 5 am #it was because my back woke me up!!! #again!!! #this time i'm wondering if it wasn't period pain related because that also happened so...idk #i'll be drinking a lot of water and lemonade today just in case #i also stopped to get myself some chipotle as a treat and i was going to get the vinaigrette because i haven't tried it yet #and unfortunately it spilled all in the bag like there's not even one drop left in the container #but from what i got on my hands it's pretty tasty #not enough to bother the people working there if i could have another one but maybe some other time #in any case i'm going to eat my food and maybe take a nap because i'm so ding dang tired now #oh and i think i found a therapist i just need to send an email so i'm working up the courage to do that #but hopefully before this weekend is over i'll have done it #in any case i'm taking today off even though i really need to get caught up on work #we'll do overtime tomorrow today i need to just...relax #and sleep

[killjoy-prince]

My silly rhythm game post got 3k overnight and now it has 10k notes

#delete later #idk who initiated it but when i woke up my notifications were flooded by this post #i love reading all the comments to see how people relate to the post #it's so cool to see that people relate to in in entirely different situations like when playing actual instruments or driving or dancing #some people pointed out my icon so they know im legit #(its a character from a rhythm game so they were like 'so true op' or 'the icon make the post for me') #but yea thanks for getting that post to 10k. thats never happened before to me & im glad my spur of the moment post was relatable to y'all #i wonder if I'll hit that point where i dont wanna be perceived bc of my popular posts like ive seen a bunch of posts mention #prince's talk tag

[writingouthere]

singledad!Sukuna x neighbor!reader-Sukuna and Yuuji really want you to join their family! role reversal from my other series, think this will just be a one-shot though. Yuuji is Sukuna's brother but he's raised him since he was a baby and Yuuji calls him dad.

cw: Sukuna is manipulative and also a murderer but everyone's happy and you're both aware so it's okay. this is really just fluff.

"I....want you to be my mommy?"

Sukuna scowled as Yuuji looked more confused than ever.

"No, no that is not what you're saying kid. You're just going to tell her about how the other kids' mommies on the playground make you feel left out."

"But they don't, Megumi's mommy always gives me a snack when I'm hungry!"

"That's not his mommy, that's Megumi's daddy," Sukuna corrected, wondering if this was just a hopeless endeavor. He could have easily followed a plan this simple when he was four, but Yuuji was too soft. This was what happened when you raised a kid in a stable, loving environment. They lost the ability to go for the jugular when needed.

"But Megumi's daddy calls him mommy?" Sukuna didn't hold back his groan. You were going to be coming back from your morning walk any minute. He didn't have time for Yuuji to not get basic directions or to explain the dynamics of that Gojo family.

"Look when we go out there, just look sad and I'll handle the rest."

"But I'm not sad, I'm happy. We're going to the park and Megumi's mommy is bringing mochi today!"

"Shit kid, do you want a mom or not?" Sukuna asked, trying not to roll his eyes as be bent down to snap on the velcro straps on Yuuji's light up sneakers.

"I don't need a mom, I have you," Yuuji said. He looked uncharacteristically defiant and Sukuna couldn't help feeling proud of his little brother.

It had been touch and go when Yuuji was a baby. Sukuna had still been a kid himself and they didn't have any money and Yuuji's mom was even crazier than Sukuna's. Their father nowhere to be seen. Since Sukuna and Uraume had spread the pieces of his corpse around the city.

Sukuna pushed these memories aside and ruffled Yuuji's hair. "I know you don't need one, we only need each other." Yuuji nodded, his little head moving with all his conviction. "But it might be nice, right?"

Yuuji seemed thoughtful before finally biting his lip and looking down at his sneakers. He tapped them, making the red and black lights flash.

"She's really nice, I like her."

"I like her too," Sukuna said and he heard the sound of your sneakers slapping against the tiled hallway. "So let's go and look sad, okay?" Yuuji nodded, determined now and Sukuna grabbed his backpack before the two brothers went out into the hall.

You were just taking your keys out of your bag and you turned to the brothers, a smile on your face. "Good morning gentlemen, it's nice to see you. Heading out?"

That was when you noticed Yuuji's downturned expression. Sukuna saw your face shift into one of concern and he resisted a smirk.

Sukuna cleared his throat and squeezed Yuuji's hand. Good boy. "We're heading out to the park, you know the one by the high school."

"Oooh, that's nice. You like that park, right Yuuji? You said it was the biggest one in the whole city," you crouched down so you could look Yuuji in the eye and Yuuji seemed to forget he was supposed to be sad for a minute because he jumped up and down, the lights of his shoes flashing in the dim hallway.

"Yeah, it has the best swings too!" You ooohed and aawed appropriately while Sukuna tried not to smack his head against the wall. Maybe he and this kid weren't related after all, fuck.

Yuuji seemed to notice his expression because he stopped jumping to look down at feet. He put out his lower lip and used the tip of one of shoes to mess with a scuff mark on the linoleum. It would have made a more pathetic visage if his shoes weren't still lit up.

"Yuuji," you said, coming closer so you could kneel on the ground in front of the boy. The sight of you on your knees did something to Sukuna, but he pushed it aside to see what the brat had in mind. So far, he wasn't impressed with the performance. "Is something wrong?"

"It's just," Yuuji let out a sad sigh that wouldn't get him a gig in a car commercial. "Megumi and his mommy will be there and it makes me feel sad because all the other kids have mommies and I don't." God, there was no way you could be buying this, Sukuna looked at you and saw that your eyes looked a little watery.

Huh, look at that. Maybe he wouldn't have to kick the kid out, after all.

"I'm sorry Yuuji, that must be hard," you said and you reached out and swiped out where Yuuji had even managed to shed a tear. Sukuna felt so proud. "But I know that your dad is really excited to take you and the two of you are going to have so much fun!"

"Could you come too?" Yuuji asked and you bit your lip. Yuuji looked up and batted his little doe eyes at you. "It would make me really happy if you came with us. We could all have fun together."

"I wouldn't want to intrude-"

"It wouldn't be intruding," Sukuna cut in. "If you're busy though no worries, I know we'll have fun just the two of us. Right, Yuuji?"

Yuuji bit his lip and Sukuna could tell he was torn between showing how excited he was to spend time with his dad and being 'sad' so you would join them.

You looked between the two before seeming to come to some kind of decision. "If you don't mind waiting while I change, I'd be happy to join you two. Should I bring anything?"

"I think we're all set. We'll wait outside for you," Sukuna said and Yuuji went up and gave you a big hug that you returned.

Sukuna took Yuuji outside to wait for you, the kid occupying himself with a mostly washed away hopscotch chalk sketch. Sukuna alternated between watching him and texting Uraume who was claiming to be over him and his nonsense. Sukuna would take it more seriously if Uraume hadn't been saying that for going on twenty years. He knew they loved him, fucking sap.

Soon, but not soon enough, you came bounding down the stairs. A scarf tied around your neck, your turtleneck exposed by the open top button of your coat. He couldn't keep letting you be single, looking all pretty like that. He was too greedy for that.

Besides, looking the way you did and knowing your big heart, it was just a matter of time before some nice loser tricked you into settling with them and he just couldn't have that. The idea of you taking someone else home to your warm apartment with it's million throw blankets and a cookie jar, an actual cookie jar, he was convinced you kept stocked up just for Yuuji, made him want to commit another murder.

"Ready?" you asked and Sukuna nodded while Yuuji took your hand in his right and Sukuna's in his left.

"Let's go!"

Yuuji's enthusiasm was contagious and the two of you chatted all the way to the park. Sukuna saw some people shoot you all looks as you walked. Sukuna was used to people viewing him with suspicion, even fear. His tattoos, dyed hair and general demeanor making people cross the street to avoid him. Something about you and Yuuji seemed to balance him out though and people reacted as if they were just looking at a cute family going out on a Saturday.

You didn't seem to notice either way and just continued talking to Yuuji about some new anime for kids Sukuna had probably had to suffer through but hadn't retained any memory of.

As soon as you all got to the park, Yuuji took off with barely a good-bye. You seemed concerned and Sukuna bumped your shoulder with his. "Don't stress, he just sees the Fushiguro kid over there. See, they're already fucking around."

He pointed to where Yuuji was chasing around a scowling dark haired boy the same age as him. Sukuna didn't buy the scowl for a second.

He had once run into the kid and his weird dads at the grocery store and the kid had scolded him when he figured out Yuuji wasn't with him. Sukuna would have knocked the kid down a peg if he wasn't actually four years old and if his 'mommy' didn't low key give him the creeps. Sukuna was pretty sure he wasn't the only person guilty of homicide currently at this playground.

"That's so cute," you cooed and Sukuna nodded along while he took you over to some picnic tables. Unfortunately one of them was already occupied.

"Aww if it isn't Sukuna. How nice it is to see your lovely face on a Saturday morning!"

"Gojo."

Sukuna was ready to leave it there but then the bastard got up and walked over. His partner continued sipping on a large cup of boba, watching from his seat although he gave you a little wave.

"Who is this, new girlfriend?" Gojo asked tilting down his sunglasses to look you up and down.

You laughed and introduced yourself while Megumi's parents did the same. Gojo grabbed your hand when you held it out and kissed the back of it, his lips curved into a smile even as he lingered, his fingers clearly holding onto where your pulse would be. Sukuna moved closer to you and put a hand around your waist, the gesture a clear sign for the other man to back off which Sukuna knew Gojo understood because the bitch fucking smiled at him.

Sukuna didn't necessarily take any of Gojo's flirtations seriously. He flirted with every mom and dad on the playground, including him when they first met. He'd even seen him flirt with the guy who worked the ice cream truck so egregiously the kid had looked on the verge of passing out. His partner never seemed bothered and Sukuna wondered if he was just that secure in the relationship or if he hoped someone would finally come along and get the annoying man away from him.

As usual though, Gojo lost interest quickly and went back to his husband who didn't say anything as Gojo lay across his lap like some kind of housecat.

"There are children here," Sukuna said. Mostly out of spite and not jealousy that the two of you weren't curled up like that.

"Don't be homophobic," Gojo said and you snorted before looking innocent when Sukuna shot you a look.

"Alright, let's go see what Yuuji's up to." Sukuna went along with your excuse, mostly just because he liked the feeling of your hand in his. The two of you wandered closer to the playground where Megumi and Yuuji were currently engaged in a game with some other kids that Sukuna couldn't have possibly guessed the subject of.

The kids alternated running around the large structure, disappearing into tunnels, jumping down to hide underneath slides and behind climbing walls. Every time Yuuji popped back up to view he would wave and call out to you both. Sukuna still felt a little warm whenever the kid called him dad and the look you gave him after made him feel caught.

"So, I can see why Yuuji was so sad those morning. Megumi's parents are just vicious monsters," you said and Sukuna was so taken aback he knew his expression didn't hide it well. You smiled and swung your hand that was still in his, turning so you could look at him.

"I don't think that's what the issue was," Sukuna managed and you nodded.

"Right, it must have been because he's so lonely," you said before the two of you were interrupted by the sound of children's ecstatic laughter. You both looked to where Yuuji was now being chased by an entire horde of children.

"I'm the curse, you have to catch me," he yelled out and the other children screamed and laughed as they tried to grab him. Yuuji had never had a hard time making friends and that was very evident in the way he got kids of all ages, even the quiet ones to join in on his game.

"You can have friends and still be lonely," Sukuna argued and you gave him just the softest look. It wasn't fair for you to see through his schemes and still look at him like that.

"Are you lonely, Sukuna?" You got closer to him, your hand still got in his and you were so warm. "Maybe I should come home with you, then?"

Sukuna couldn't have stopped himself from kissing you even if he wanted to, which he didn't. He let go of your hand so he could cup your face in both of his palms. You moaned your approval into his mouth and he responded by nipping your upper lip, pulling you up to meet him as he leaned down to kiss you. Sukuna was about to risk another arrest by taking you right here in the park before a familiar voice called out to the both of you.

"Hey now, there's children here."

Sukuna turned to give the infuriating dumbfuck a piece of his mind when you distracted him by pulling him back to you and giving him a quick peck on the lips. He could leave the fight with Gojo for another day, he supposed. He knew he'd win anyway.

You're smiling and you look so happy and Sukuna doesn't feel the least amount of guilt in getting you here. Even if you knew it was a trick.

Although.

Did this mean you knew that all those times he was "stuck at work" and needed someone to watch Yuuji were a lie too? Or that he actually could cook and the one time he set the building fire alarm off had been because he started an actual fire and not just him burning dinner and two of them didn't actually need you to invite them to dinner so much? Did you also know that your radiator hadn't just stopped working randomly but he had broke it, knowing you would call him because your super never answered, and when he said a part was still missing and you would just have to stay the night at his and Yuuji's place-

Sukuna looked at you more closely and you just kept smiling.

As Yuuji called for the two of you to come help him and Megumi on the swings, Sukuna wondered if he had ever trapped you, even once. Or if you had just let him catch you.

Watching you push Yuuji as the boy screamed for you to go "higher, higher!" he decided he didn't care. Fuck, it might just be better. Knowing you were maybe as crazy as he was.

shout out to the dad at the park today who had the audacity to play with his toddler and have a cute dog at the same time.

also I liked the end of this so much I may just write a prequel of Sukuna and reader taking turns gaslighting the other into a relationship, we'll see.

Edit: wrote the prequel, here!

#jjk sukuna #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna ryomen #sukuna x reader #sukuna x y/n #sukuna x you

[yun-ki]

scenerv → a-myg-da-la

#text #just a little heads up #in case someone starts wondering who this is #let me give a little story time for the sudden change #i took my first solo trip last week! #i flew over to singapore for a weekend to go see yoongi live #it was the first time i saw him again after six years #in all my years of being an ARMY‚ yoongi has always been the one i could relate the most to #he's also been one of the people i have always found solace in amidst everything that has happened in my life #so i'm very much thankful to have had the opportunity to see him on his first solo tour #and to have been able to hear some of his songs live‚ as they have helped me through some of the toughest battles these past years #amygdala‚ among his most recent releases‚ has been a song that struck me the most #it reflects all the experiences yoongi has lived before he got to where he is now #it reminds me of how strong he is‚ physically‚ emotionally‚ and mentally #one line from the song emphasizes this as he says‚ #“the neverending trails failed to kill me‚ and once again‚ i bloom a lotus flower” #and after witnessing everything that has happened in his life #i am filled with immense pride seeing and knowing he has achieved all his dreams for himself #he has made it through despite all of life's trials and tribulations #and has shown that nevertheless‚ life continues #(and don't worry‚ it will eventually be for the better) #thank you‚ yoongi‚ i owe you my life

[ozzgin]

The wonderful wizard Ozz. I have had this concept stuck in my head like a worm!

Could you imagine a Darling escaping from their Yan, not to run but just to feel the rain on their skin? I've been consuming this prompt like a heroin addict and I can't seem to get enough!

If I were to expand your prompt, I quite like the idea of a Yandere that can't really go full yandere because Reader is just too willing. He loves yandere content and can very much relate, but none of the escalations can happen if, well, the object of his obsessive affection doesn't protest in the first place. Is it too far fetched from what you'd imagined? Let me elaborate:

Yandere! Male x Willing! Reader

AKA: When you want to be a Yandere, but your Darling unfortunately cooperates.

The Yandere has been stalking Darling for months. Journal entries, walls plastered with photos (and the occasional creepshots), recordings. He just can't get enough of his Darling. He loves everything about you and can barely function throughout the day, fantasizing about your life together.

Enough is enough and he finally decides to make you his. He's been consuming media of similar tropes, with obsessed men pleading for a chance and having to force their way in because of rejection and fear. He's prepared for everything. Your tears, your trembling voice, your hands pushing him away. He finds you, approaches you and confesses his feelings, knuckles white as he grips his fists in anticipation. Your eyes widen for a moment, before narrowing in a smile. "I had no idea! Sure, I'll go out with you." Huh? Wait. This wasn't...this wasn't in the plan. Somehow he'd been certain you'd refuse. He must've mumbled the last part out loud, because you respond with "Why would I say no?"

A very good point indeed. You will change your mind, however, once you learn the extent of his love. You're holding his hand and following along as he takes you to his place, completely and utterly unaware of what you're about to witness. He can't truly be your boyfriend if he has to hide his very nature, after all. You might be disgusted, frightened, offended. He can already hear your screams, demanding explanations. It's all out of love. "It's okay if you don't understand", he mumbles to himself, watching your frozen body as you gaze into his room. You take a couple of steps towards the nearest wall, tracing the hundreds of images with your fingers. "Wow. You never mentioned being into photography", you remark, impressed. "It's like an exhibition! But...you might have to work on your angles", you blurt out, a little embarrassed, pointing to one of the creepshots. "This isn't very flattering. Did you take it in a hurry? It makes my legs look disproportionate." He can only stare, taken aback. "S-sorry" is all he manages.

Okay, but don't imagine your life will continue as usual. You've only seen a glimpse of his adoration. Now that you're officially dating, he cannot allow anyone else to have access to you. You have to understand, he cannot protect you properly if you're not under his watch all the time. As much as he cherishes you, he will have to be rough if needed. That's what he tells himself as he shoves the required tools in the trunk of his car, speeding towards your apartment. Once there, he fidgets on the sofa, considering his speech. You seem to be just as uneasy - perhaps you're predicting what's to come? - casting your eyes down and giving short answers. "I think you should move in with me." He states solemnly. You gasp and throw a hand over your mouth, and tears quickly well in the corner of your eyes. "How did you...how did you know?" You say between sobs. Huh? "I didn't want to burden you with my problems, seeing as we just started dating...but my landlord won't renew the lease. I was so scared I'd be homeless."

He clicks his tongue. This isn't very yandere, more like the average couple experience. You bring the final moving box to his car, fitting it in the trunk. "By the way, what's with all the rope?" you ask. "Just move it aside", he sighs. How can he explain it? He's been training, sweating and bleeding for a marathon and right before the whistle, they handed him the first prize. His muscles are aching for the sprint that never happened. Of course he's grateful to have you at last, but somehow he feels like he hasn't proven his dedication properly. You just don't get it, do you? How sickening his love is for you.

As the days pass, he eases into his role of...how does one even call it? Pseudo-captor? When you found his journal, you blushed and confessed how no one before him put this amount of effort into knowing you. All the male contacts from your phone vanishing? It was about time you cleaned up your acquaintances and it was nice of him to help. The AirTags he's hidden in your bags and pockets? You appreciate his safety concerns. Nowadays, with all these perverts freely walking the streets, you can never be too sure.

One morning he wakes up to an empty bed. He jolts up, dazed. Could it be his wish was finally granted? You must've gotten tired of him and tried to escape. Oh, silly little Darling love. You should've known there's no more walking out once you said yes. He checks his phone and pounces out, ready for the hunt. As he sprints along the street, he finds you suspiciously close to his home. Not very smart of you to...what are you even doing? Your hands are raised up, fingers fanned out under the pouring rain. You notice his presence and turn to face him with a wide, childish grin. "I haven't done this since I was a child. When was the last time you felt the rain on your skin?" Only now it occurs to him he's been running in this downpour and his clothes are soaked. He was too focused on finding you.

"I thought you escaped", he almost whispers. "Escape? From what?" You tilt your head in confusion. He places his cold, large hands over your cheeks. "Do you comprehend I'm very much obsessed with you? I'm not joking around. You're never, ever leaving me. You're stuck here forever. I mean it. I really do. I'd rather kill you with my own hands than let you go. Because I love you." You take a moment to admire the intricate patterns of his irises, pupils dilated in a spiraling madness. By the end of his erratic oration, he's panting and digging his nails into your skin.

"I know."

#yet another parody I'm so sorry #yandere #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere x you #male yandere #male yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere obsession #obsessive love #tw yandere #yandere oc x reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader