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sakuraryomen01 · 1 year

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Valentino.. /Sukuna Ryomen x Female Reader/ .o5

warnings: asshole sukuna, college prep. school (aka bitch u at an expensive ass school), former friends to lovers, slow burned love, yuji is sukuna's little brother, getting ignored by childhood crush (*gasp*), meeting yuji for the first time after years, yuji holding no resentment, sukuna joking about yuji's old crush on you, getou texts you mid meeting with the brothers, getou's in a fight

reader: female reader; 23 years of age, college prep.

plot: It's been years since you've moved from country life, since you've forgotten about all the things you used to love about your hometown and where you grew up from... you didn't think it'd chase you to college in the city after almost a decade..

words: 3.344k

fanfic masterlist: .o1 .o2 .o3 .o4 .o5 .o6 .o7 .o8 .o9 .10 (will be updated..)

a/n:: i really wanted to "go wild" in this chapter, but the only "wild" is Getou getting into a fight with someone(i don't wanna reveal who tho lol). and i think i'll keep this fanfic short and sweet, but idk.. really depends. anyways, enjoy this chapter and hope u have a lovely day ^^

Thank you for reading this bit! Enjoy~

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After you had exchanged information with Sukuna, you were sent to your dorm. Giddy beyond belief as you continued walking home.

A small meal was made, your cartoons being watched once it was finished and you started to eat, no sign of Getou or your roomie left inside the dorm. You hadn't seen them since noon, so you only could assume that they were at some frat party enjoying the day and night away together.

Whatever they were doing, it wasn't your business.

After doing your daily routine of studying and having some dinner before getting a shower in and your teeth brushed, you fell asleep on the couch watching some old and corny Hulu movie. It wasn't until six that following morning you got up and decided to get ready for the day.

Passing by in the hallways, you always snuck a glance at Sukuna. Seeing as he was basically your ride to Hokkaido, you wanted to see what he was wearing; just a little though.

Even during Ec your eyes were mostly glued to Sukuna's head until he scribbled something down in his notebook and lifted it over his shoulder towards you. You had to squint to read it, but you pouted your lips and huffed, turning your attention back to Toji at the front of the classroom.

"Stop staring, stalker."

Sukuna eventually texted you later on, after classes and talking to Toji about your studying sessions schedule, that he said he was parked outside waiting for you.

"Ah, so you really showed up?" Sukuna teased, unlocking the truck's doors and letting you pop inside on the passenger's side. "Thought you'd ignore me, and go hang with a friend or something."

You laughed. "Oh I'm sorry, but my social life isn't as lively as you think it is. I have only a few choice friends, thank you."

"Ah, so like back then too?"

There was a little bickering about how your class with Toji went, and a few little comments about making up today's studying‒ though it's not like either of you loved to study anyways ‒before Sukuna tossed a small bag into your lap and turned the engine back on.

"What's this?" You asked, opening the bag and finding a pair of burgers and some fries.

"Lunch," Sukuna commented before nodding his head towards the bag as he started to pull out of the parking lot. "Hope you don't mind Burger King. I got lunch since I won't have enough for small treats and shit once we get there so eat up."

Sighing, you pulled out one of the burgers and noticed some fries sitting next to the burgers. "Are you a foodie, by chance?"

Hearing a grunt, you laughed and began to open the burger's package, digging in quickly as Sukuna stopped at a light and began digging through the bag too. "So, we're going a little early since Yuji-kun's schedule is flipped today."

"What do you mean?" You mumbled around a bite of fries mixed with burger and pickles. "Isn't it just a regular college?"

"Yeah, but he got in via scholarship," Sukuna said, starting to drive again and glancing at the rearview mirror. "He was scouted in senior year, right as I was starting my move, and he said that he was getting in since he's so good at basketball."

"Ah."

Yuji was always good at sports when we were little.. I guess he's trying to make it a career too..

"Though, he's also trying to figure other things out too," Sukuna interrupted your thoughts, finishing off his food and chowing down on his fries, sitting the small package in his lap.

"He's a bit of a himbo, but he's trying y'know?"

You giggled at the insult, slapping Sukuna's shoulder as he made his way past a few stores and a sign marking the Hokkaido prefecture was passed. While your eyes were focused outside, looking around for a college campus like your own, Sukuna was texting away at his phone which caught you off-guard.

"Alright, Yuji said he's going to be here around 3," He said shortly after putting his phone away and parking in a bookshop's parking area. "He's getting home from a game and wants to freshen up before we come see him. Oh, and he doesn't know that I brought you."

"What? Why?" You asked, unbuckling your belt and continuing to eat your greasy potato sticks.

"Though it'd be a nice surprise. He's always had a little thing for ya. You were like his big sister but he said you were cute as hell once."

"Ah‒ Sukuna!!" You whined, poking his side and hearing him chuckle under his breath. "Don't say that, that's a lie!"

After a few more moments of fighting and joking around, you looked up at the bookstore and pointed then asked about it. Wondering why of all places, he parked here.

"Oh, instinct," He answered, unbuckling himself and getting out of the car. "I'm gonna smoke, be right back."

Smoker too? Wow, he's changed a lot then..

Even when the both of you were children, Sukuna always hated the smell of a cigarette and the sounds of one being lit. You couldn't tell if it was an anxiety induced thing, or a habit of just being around smokers for most of his life. After a few moments, you decided to not talk about it, even now.

Soon though, Sukuna's phone buzzed in his pocket and he stood and read it for a moment before responding, finishing his cig and tossing it on the ground. Stepping on the lit end and patting the driver's door, poking his head inside and waving his phone around.

"Yuji said he wants to meet up at a ramen shop down the street."

. . .

Shortly after arriving, Sukuna's phone buzzed once again as he was talking to the waiter that was going to assign him seats. He paused and looked at it for a moment and looked around, soon spotting something towards the back and you traced your eyes to follow, seeing a similar ball of pink hair sitting in a booth by himself.

It was Yuji.

A kick of adrenaline and excitement shot through your body, smiling warmly at the young man. He looked so young but so excited to see things despite his demeanor showing a bored college boy.

"Oh, we're with someone," Sukuna said, pointing in the direction of Yuji and the waiter nodded.

"He said he was waiting to order until a friend of his showed up. I thought it was a girlfriend or something, not his sibling!"

"Haha, yeah he tends to not say much about who he's with."

Sukuna beckoned for you to follow, making his way past the bustling bar and such before waving a hand at Yuji to announce his presence. Yuji's eyes brightened almost immediately, standing and rushing over to his older brother, wrapping his arms around Sukuna's neck and hugging tightly.

"Ack! Oi!!"Sukuna coughed from Yuji's arms, his hands patting his back as an embarrassed and surprised look overtook his features. "S-Stop it, it's embarrassing!"

"I know, I'm sorry!" Yuji whined from his place in the hug, grunting as he let go but continued to hold onto Sukuna's arms. "It's been so long!"

"Y-Yeah, it's only been a month."

"That's still too long!"

You giggled at their antics, covering your mouth a little and catching both of the brothers' attention. They were so cute, you simply couldn't help it. And once Yuji took a moment to realize who you were, he sent a glance towards Sukuna before letting him go and pulling you into your own bone crushing hug.

"..H-Hey," Was all he could muster from his chest, his eyes closed tightly as his nose nuzzled into your hair.

Yuji felt conflicted; it had been so long, of course he missed you. And even if Sukuna held a little grudge against you for moving, Yuji couldn't blame you. Your family wanted a better life for you, and the place you were living at wasn't home to many good people. When all you were younger, Yuji was sometimes bullied even though he had plenty of friends.

Sukuna was there to help, and so were you, so when you had to leave, Yuji was okay with it. He knew that Sukuna was, seeing as he always had a special spot in his heart for you.

Even now, as Sukuna was older, Yuji knew that Sukuna's grudge wasn't going to get in the way of what he thinks of you.

"How are you doing?" Yuji's voice was small, trying to hold back the tears that wanted to escape. "I-It's been a while, huh?"

"Yeah," You mumbled, your arms weak even though you held Yuji just as tightly as he did. Though it was quiet, you let out a small hum and rubbed Yuji's back with a smile. "It's been way too long, Yuji-kun."

You heard a giggle, but then a grunt as Sukuna sat on the opposite side of the booth. Pulling his phone out for a quick moment before you and Yuji released each other and joined him in the opposite side of the booth. Chatting the afternoon away and listening to Yuji's little stories and his talents, finding out quite a lot about how the brothers managed to get into such good schools.

"Sukuna told you about my scholarship, right?" Yuji asked, chowing down on some ramen that he had ordered a little while ago. "Well, as it turns out, it actually ended up paying for a little more than just for my living space and my entrance fee. It paid for my books too, thought Sukuna teases me about shit."

"Not anymore," Sukuna defended himself, going on and on about how Yuji's not really a bum anymore and does such things like paying for rent and getting to work on-time.

After teasing both of them about how you kept a few of their gifts from your childhood, your phone buzzed on the table next to you as you received a text. You unlocked your phone, showing a picture of your late mother and your father before opening your contacts, seeing a text from Getou.

"Pick me up. Now."

Why now of all times? You texted him two hours in advance that you were going to be busy, even though you had no desire to learn where him or your roomie was. With a sigh, you responded with a very small question.

"Why?"

Within a few minutes, Getou responded again, though it was a little sloppy. It explained how he got into a fight with Gojo over some chick at a pub and he needed a ride since Gojo ditched him. You let out a little sigh, catching Sukuna's attention and looking up at you from his ramen bowl.

"What's up?" He asked, slurping some noodles into his mouth before chewing and swallowing. Yuji's own honey eyes were looking from you and Sukuna, making it obvious he was interested too.

"Getou's in trouble," You muttered, standing and sending another text back. "Can you give me a ride to the pub? My car's been impounded recently."

"Oh God, not you of all people," Yuji teased, finishing quickly and giving you a cheeky smile that made you giggle.

After a few seconds of saying goodbye, exchanging phone numbers and a few hugs, you and Sukuna left and even paid the bill Yuji had racked up the last few months. While Sukuna was left grumbling about the money he just had to pull out of his wallet, you and him got into the truck and began to drive off.

It was around 10 o'clock when you had gotten another text from Getou to hurry and the location of the pub, letting out another sigh as you told Sukuna the address.

"Isn't that a little out of the downtown area?" Sukuna questioned, turning on his blinker to head towards the street. Making the turn right as you nod your head and look up the name of the night-time bar, seeing if it had any reviews to find it wasn't exactly a popular place nowadays.

Once you were at the address, you began scanning the surrounding area and soon spotting Getou hunched over a trash can. You couldn't tell if he was vomiting into it, or using it as support, but none the less you could hear Sukuna huff.

After Sukuna parked near Getou's slumped over figure, you jumped out of his truck and quickly ran over. Checking for how busted up he was and ushering him to the vehicle where Sukuna was waiting.

"Are you okay?" You asked, hearing a chuckle from the roughed up male as he climbed into the car.

"I feel phenomenal, Y/n," Getou groaned, looking over towards an ignorant Sukuna and giving one of his dazzling smiles. Despite being in pain, or looking like shit, he still had the personality of a fuck boy.

"You must be Sukuna. Nice to meet you finally after hearing about you so much."

Sukuna started up the truck with a quizzical look on his face, glancing over towards you and seeing a flushed expression in return.

"What do you mean, so much?" He questioned, pulling out from the side of the road and heading back towards the campus of your school. It was a little over a 20 minute drive, but still.

"Oh, Y/n told me all about you," Getou confessed, despite your rising temperature and embarrassment which Getou knew was there. Just because he was your friend didn't mean he didn't go and spill shit about you to your long-time crush.

"She said that you've been avoiding her and she's having total fits about it. Whining about how mean you are and how hot you are at the same time."

"I have not," You mumbled, childishly. Of course you were, why else would you go to extreme lengths to talk to Sukuna?

"Thanks for picking me up though," Getou's eyes turned towards you and he smiled before resting his head on your shoulder.

Sukuna was silent most of the time Getou talked about your embarrassing moments alone at your dorm. There were a few smug comments about how he was a total sweetheart to you and that it was only natural for you to be so clingy, as a joke, but that was the jist of it. Even when Sukuna parked and helped you get Getou to his dorm, despite his whining about how much he wanted to stay at your place.

"Alright, sit down," You commanded, making Getou plop down onto his bed with a grimace laced on his face. "What's hurting?"

"Everything really," He responded, leaning against his elbows as if to sit up somewhat to look down at his chest then towards you. "Gojo really messed me up."

Your brows raised as you grabbed some medical supplies. "Gojo did this?"

Getou nodded, undoing his button up covered in dirt, tossing it aside and laying back down. You lifted up some bandages for the marks on his sides and plastered them to the wounds with a disinfectant. Getou was whining the whole time about how much it hurt while cleaning his bloody nose.

"Quit your bitching," You muttered, squishing his sore cheeks and huffing. "You two are so childish sometimes! Did you need to fight?"

After getting Getou into his bed and bandaged up, you turned and headed towards the exit only to find Sukuna follow you.

"Walking me home, huh?" You teased, making your way outside and smiling. Even though today wasn't a total victory, you did get closer to Sukuna.

It was probably the most special thing you've done recently, seeing as you didn't really spend time doing things like this with anyone. How you felt today was also almost a foreign feeling, a feeling of longing. To be closer and to be kinder to Sukuna; you wanted to be friends again, and you missed how he was when he was little.

Looking back at him over your shoulder, studying his features with an expressionless glance. He caught on quickly that you were looking at him and he pressed his brows together in an almost teasing way, smirking too.

"What? I get I'm hot but you don't need to rub it in."

Flinching at his words, you turned away and sighed with a pout on your face. "Shut up."

Sukuna laughed at this as you neared the girl's dormitory, the fence around it shining black and grey under the light of your phone's flash. With a sigh you turned to look up at Sukuna, his face dark from shadows being cast

from the moon. You gave a small smile and lifted your hand, pressing it against his chest and pushing lightly against it, immediately feeling the resistance from Sukuna’s pure strength over his body.

“C’mon, get going!” You giggled, lowering your hand and putting it in your pocket along with your phone once you turned off the flash. “We gotta get up early for studying and to make up for today’s tutoring tomorrow.”

“About that,” Sukuna trailed off, scratching his jaw while his eyes looked skywards.

He did this a lot when he was little and wanted to say something. Old habits die hard, I guess?

“I wanted to study this weekend to get it over with. It’ll also be good for the test Toji’s got Monday.”

“Oh.” Your small mumble of the word makes Sukuna’s eyes drag back down towards your face. His pupils dilated a little

as he took in your features, seeing the glow of your skin under the moon’s light. You looked cute when your mouth wasn’t open and barking orders at him.

Kinda nice giving his experience with you the last few weeks.

Eventually you collected your thoughts and gave a nod, pulling a strip of paper out of your pocket and writing down a time. “Tomorrow I’m free from work, so call me when you want to.”

“Uh, alright.”

You gave another nod, but was taken aback by Sukuna leaning forward and pressing his forehead against yours, speaking softly. “Cya tomorrow, loser.”

Although he sounded rude, and he was, Sukuna smiled a little and turned. Leaving you standing alone in the dark in front of your dorm house. For some odd reason, you felt a weird sense of déjà vu, and warmth in your cheeks. Sukuna was definitely playing with you at this point, why else would he be so warm after giving you the cold shoulder?

Whatever. You ran back to your room before you could spare another thought about it, though your face burning up the rest of the evening wasn’t much help.

After doing your skincare routine, taking a shower, eating and brushing your teeth, you sat in your room studying for an hour. Constantly fighting with yourself over the moment you and Sukuna shared for a small second and whether or not you wanted to talk to him about it.

Why did he do that? Was it some kind of sign?

Your head was torn into two thinking about it, and trying to focus on your notes wasn’t helping in the slightest. It had taken a while before you were able to push it to the back of your mind and get into bed, nuzzling into your pillow and letting out a big sigh that made your chest ache.

So much effort only to end up like this..

“..I’m so embarrassed.” Finishing your thought aloud, your face warmed up once again as you began to fall asleep.

Thinking about how Yuji was in school, why Getou and Gojo fought at the bar and why they’ll be as thick as thieves again, and Sukuna. The head bump, the small tone he used and the want to study this weekend, the confusion you faced. You wanted to sleep peacefully that night but it didn’t come to you.

In fact, you’d be sleeping restlessly the next few days before Gojo asked you something wild and out of your comfort zone.

a/n: srry for the insane lack of posting these last two weeks. i've been with family and taking care of mental health. it was also my dad's birthday yesterday so i was really busy trying to make his birthday special lol. hope you enjoyed this chapter, and i hope to get back to posting soon ^^

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khronysus · 6 months

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Spiralling Hallway

Item #: SCP-11120

Object Class: Thaumiel(1) Keter

Special Containment Procedures: All methods of communication are to be monitored for any reports of SCP-11120 and related entities. Posts online related to SCP-11120 are to be taken down immediately. Reports to ███ ██████ ██████ describing interactions with SCP-11120 or related entities are to be sent immediately to Site-14 for filing.

If SCP-11120-01 manifests in a Foundation site or area, one (1) class D is to be sent to explore it as soon as possible. The class D will be given the most updated map of SCP-11120 and one (1) handheld ██████ brand magnetic tape recorder.

All instances of SCP-11120-01 outside of Foundation sites are to be monitored for victims, but otherwise left alone and ignored. Survivors of SCP-11120 are to be monitored closely and ██████████.

Description: SCP-11120 is a dimension consisting solely of a recursive hallway. The area is illuminated by electric sconces spread at 10ft (3m) intervals. The walls are covered in a colour-shifting wallpaper with a swirling pattern that seems to create fractals. Its flooring consists of faded carpeting with a thick rug that runs down the middle. The walls, carpet, and rug also change colours. It is impossible to tell what any of their original colours were as all reports vary upon arrival and throughout expeditions. Despite this, it is impossible to record when or how their colours change, as subjects are unable to focus on or notice them changing. Attempts to bring visual recording devices into SCP-11120 have been unsuccessful.

On the walls between every sconce is a framed object. Each frame measures approximately 2ft x 4ft (61cm x 122cm). The object within these frames is one of the following: (1) an illusory oil painting of the wall opposite it, giving a mirror-like effect; (2) a photograph with the same effect; (3) a real mirror, which reflects anything situated before it in the hall and the wall opposite. It is impossible to remove the frames from the walls. Attempts to break the mirrors only result in the surface fracturing.

SCP-11120 can only be accessed through instances of SCP-11120-01, a wooden door that is painted dark yellow with a black handle. Its dimensions, material, and style can vary, often blending in with its environment. SCP-11120-01 can appear on any flat surface, both vertical and horizontal. It can also manifest as a freestanding door at any elevation. The handle of the door will always be to the viewer’s right and open inwards. This includes free standing doors that can be viewed from both sides. Viewers on the opposite side of the door do not see any indication of someone opening the door on the other side and maintain the ability to open the door as well. Participants entering on opposite sides of the door will appear in separate places. It is unknown whether both people are in the same version of SCP-11120 or not.

Addendum ██/██/2012: Following Incident #14-011████ reports from ███ ██████ ██████ have described a humanoid entity resembling Dr. █████ inside SCP-11120. This entity has been tentatively marked SCP-11120-02. Further research to come.

(1) See Proposal [REDACTED] by Dr. Shelley. Denied. A pu eoe qdci gzvsidn cmqjzss txv. - O5-11

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Hi, hi 👋 👋 I am not really sure if you are taking requests at the moment , if you don't that is totally fine. For the last week I have been reading your works and they had me hanging by a thread, I have read them several times now cause they are that good. That being said can I requests sae-nii with a little stepsister that has a petite body(small boobs/butt) that has seen her big bro being surrounded by mature women, and him not making a move to push them off, so that makes her so insecure : ( , so she starts to distance herself and hide her body from him because she thinks she is not attractive anymore. So after a week of sae confronting her and she just giving him the silent treatment, he corners her while she was changing and she just breaks down and tells him about her insecurity. Sae can not believe what kind bs his little stepsis is thinking so he throws her on her bed and starts eating her out while telling her he is not gonna stop till he hears her saying she is a pretty girl. The stepsis is stubborn and on low confidence so he ends up overstimulating her till she begins shaking and crying and is trying everything to take him off her while still refusing to admit she is beautiful. Suddenly she turns and tries(keyword :tries) to crawl away but Sae is quick to pin? her hips and continue. Poor stepsis can not hold on any longer and sae does not shows any signs of stopping so she caves in and chants that she is the most pretty girl and finally sae stops and tells her she will be punished more if she will ever think that again. I hope it made sense ? It is totally fine if you do not want to do it though : ). Do not forget to take breaks and have a great night or day !

hihi! 1) i really loved this ask oh my god, it’s absolutely stunning and 2) requests are always open unless stated otherwise so tysm for that! i really hope you enjoy this & have a great day! <33

it truly did hurt. you felt terrible watching your nii-san with such developed women, whenever one of them clung to him, flirting and pushing their breasts against him. of course, he didn't notice - such matters were insignificant to him, so you didn't dare to tell him how you felt. it was intimidating to open yourself up in front of so many people who admired you and your stepbrother.

all it took for you to snap out of your thoughts was to hear sae call out your name, lightly rubbing circles on your shoulders. you quickly looked up, plastering on a smile. “sorry? i wasn't focusing, my mind was.. elsewhere.” you drifted once more to your train of thoughts, barely registering his words.

you could tell he mentioned going to the second party of the night, but you quickly informed him that you were exhausted. that was a lie, but he didn't know that. he gave you a nod before excusing himself and escorting you to his car. “is everything okay? you appear to be out of it.” he spoke quietly, but loudly enough for only you to hear.

“just fatigued, like I said. i'm sorry you had to end your night early; we had more parties to attend.” you sighed apologetically, your gaze fixed on your lap. pulling on the edge of your dress, you felt even more miserable than before. he bought it for you while he was abroad, the dress. you could feel his cold gaze on you, but he said nothing. to be honest, you preferred the pleasant silence of the ride home. it was preferable than talking when you were upset.

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( 8:OO PM )

six days. that's the amount of time that has passed since the party incident, if you can even call it that. that's also how long you've been avoiding your stepbrother, sae itoshi. sure, it was stupid. but you didn't want to bother him and bring him down when he could be having the time of his life. he approached you more than usual, so you could tell he noticed.

even though you tried to avoid him, he managed to corner and chase you down like an animal.

“how long were you planning to avoid me for?” sae snarled quietly, his patience eroding from annoyance. “why the fuck are you avoiding me?” he continued asking questions, hovering over you. his gaze dug into you, his arms by your sides. “i've been trying to be a nice brother and check in on you, but it's been difficult because you keep hiding from me.”

“i wasn't trying to avoid you! i've just gotten busy!” you almost immediately responded, a shaky laugh exiting your lips. “why would i want to avoid you?” you played with the edge of your shirt, hardly able to squeak out your words.

“that's what i'm curious about.” he snarled. his arms now crossed over his chest. “you don't appear to be too busy for rin, but you are for me?” every word he spoke sent goosebumps up your spine and caused nervousness to rise within you.

“i don't know what you're talking about, nii-san,” you blurted out before pushing past him, a smile on your face. “but I really need to get going now, bye!” little pants were snatched from you as you ran to your room. you hadn't run far, but you were terrified. i was afraid he'd find out that you were envious of the women he hung around with. how you felt insignificant in comparison to the company he kept. hearing him shout your name and walk to your room was your cue to lock the door and bite your lower lip anxiously.

sae knocked twice on your door, and when all he received was silence, he sighed and walked away. as you fell onto your bed, the sound of his footsteps disappearing made you feel better. you sat in silence with your head buried in your pillow, the only sound bothering you being the buzzing of your phone.

“hello?” you reluctantly answered the phone before instantly regaining your composure when you heard your mother's voice. she mentioned taking you and your stepbrothers out to dinner to celebrate her nth anniversary with their father. you accepted her request without paying attention to what she truly wanted, thinking only of your previous encounter with sae.

“yes, sure, sure.” you waved to no one in particular before hanging up and unlocking your door. you often got thirsty from conversing when you didn't want to, so you strolled to the kitchen for some water. rin caught your eye from the opposite side of the room, and you smiled. “oh, rin, hurry up and get ready. mom invited us to dinner with her and your father. remember to tell sae!” you called out as you walked back to your room after your drink, running your fingers through your hair. it wasn't too messy, so you could easily style it. you shut your bedroom door and turned around, letting out a small yelp when you noticed sae in your room.

“sae! what are you doing here?” you asked, hands behind your back. he only stared back, his arms crossed. when you didn't get a response, you sighed and headed to your closet, trying to shake off his continuous stare at you. you felt a hand closing in on your wrist as you uncomfortably removed your shirt and attempted to put on another. you turned to face him, which was a mistake. you didn't know how fast he was, gripping your chin with his free hand and drawing you closer to him. you could feel his hot breath on you with your faces inches apart. “what's the matter? why are you avoiding me?” he murmured softly,

sae made sure his hold wasn't too tight to hurt you, but yet not too loose. “and don't say it's nothing; i'm not the moron you think i am.” he gently scolded you. your bottom lip quivered as you tried not to cry in front of him. he observed your reaction and continued coaxing you while stroking your cheek. that last move was the final push you needed to start sobbing while holding to your older stepbrother. “i just,” you cried, fiercely wiping away your tears. “you're usually with these women who are prettier and better looking than I am! when it comes to curves, i look and feel like a child in comparison to them, and that makes me feel like i'm embarrassing you."

as you opened out to him, you began muttering and sniffling silently. You felt horrible. when you didn't hear sae reply, you looked up at him, only to be met with the most bewildered look you'd ever seen. “sae?” you muttered gently, trying to read how he felt.

"you—" he halted for a second, staring at you. "Do you think I prefer those women over you?" Sae couldn't help but laugh as he leaned in closer, your back now brushing against the closet door. "Of course I do," you said, avoiding his gaze and glancing at the ground. "Have you seen how I look next to them?"

Sae looked at you and scoffed, speechless. "You truly are an idiot, aren't you?" Your eyes welled up at that line, and you bit your lower lip, trying not to cry any farther. It was only natural he would choose them over you, you were his stepsister—

"I'm not interested in them; I'm interested in you." He drew you in, your lips now just inches apart.

“don't make that joke, it's not funny.” you tried shoving him away with little force, your cheeks steadily burning up. “do you think i'm kidding? let me show you that i'm not.” sae leaned in close and kissed your lips in a frantic and passionate kiss, drawing you in closer than before.

to say it stole your breath away would be an understatement – you felt as if you had everything you could possibly want, as if you were on top of the world. sure, it was stupid, but you liked the idea of having him all to yourself. call it selfishness, but you were relieved he preferred you above the others. sae carried you from your thighs and dropped on the bed, with you now beneath him, exactly as you caressed his cheek and deepened the kiss. he panted silently, attempting to regain his breath. “stop dismissing yourself; you're much more attractive than those girls.” his remarks caused a crimson flush to appear on your cheeks, and you scoffed, not believing him at all.

"oh, no, that's not true!" as he removed your skirt, his cold and hard grasp on your thighs made you squeal. "stop lying; it is true. i won't stop until you admit that you're the most beautiful of all of them at the party." the way he stared at you told you that he wouldn't stop what he was about to do until he heard you speak those words, even if you dismissed them as a joke or a humorous threat. "yes, absolutely." you were ready to make another sarcastic remark when your breath hitched as you felt sae's tongue delicately lick your clothed cunt. when his eyes met yours, you could notice a dark cloud of lust in his.

“well, i guess you'll have to take it the hard way.” you backed away as his teeth pulled down your panties. he'll definitely give up soon, right? there's no way sae would continue until you said the words.

wrong.

the moment you uttered those words, sae's tongue sucked on your clothed clit, making you gasp out in shock and pleasure. you squeaked, squeezing your eyes shut and blushing heavily as he swirled his tongue round and round, teasing you with casual flicks; he was ravenous, fingers drawing circles on your chest, running his tongue over your clit and sucking hard.

sae pushed your cute tiny panties out of the way and threw them someplace, not caring about them right now despite your protests claiming that it was your favorite. “will you admit you're the most beautiful? we don't have to do things the hard way.”

hoping you were wet enough, sae pulled away and lowered his hand, his palm gliding over your stomach and between your legs, fingers sinking down and brushing against you where indeed, he came in contact with your slick and smirked, teasing your damp folds with his fingertips and observing how you shivered and shuddered under his touch.

you whimpered his name weakly, refusing to confess and he just drank in your shallow breaths as he continued to lazily suck on your tits whilst slipping two fingers in and out of your hole. sae was mercilessly teasing you, watching your reaction to his torturous actions. mind going hazy, you were a whimpering mess, squirming over the mattress.

a strangled gasp left the back of your throat and you threw your head backwards into the pillow, back arching; he could tell you probably weren’t able to take much longer and released you with a wet pop, panting slightly.

“sae?” you murmured; reopening your eyes, you glanced down to see that he had positioned himself between your legs.

you blinked wide-eyed as he gently eased your legs apart and with a firm grip on your thighs, lowered himself even further, his face level to your pussy. although he’d done this to you before, your heart was pounding heavily, your nerves getting the best of you. he could see your pussy even clearer more than ever, your cunt wet and shiny with your slick and he carefully spread your lips.

sae looked up and your eyes met - you swallowed down and glanced to the side, blushing heavily and he said, “look at me. I want you to see what I’m doing to you.”

You slid your gaze to him and he smirked, leaned in, his hot breath fanning over your bare flesh – and suddenly you were aware of how close he was - before he buried his face into your cunt, his tongue flicking across your clit, gently at first.

immediately, you attempted to draw your knees to your chest but he held on, his grip on you tightening and your fingers scrunched into the sheets underneath as he sucked you with more force, groaning as you instinctively began to buck your hips further into his face, wanting to feel more of his tongue on you, his hair tickling your inner thighs.

his lips were glued to your cunt and sae kept you pinned in your spot, occasionally glancing up to see your reaction and listening to your little pants and desperate moans as your legs quivered by the sides of his head.

“sae,” you squeaked out. “i can’t take much more…”

“Yes, you can,” he murmured, and your response was a defeated whine as you threw your head back. you could hear the quiet wet noises coming from his mouth; he had moved his tongue to your sopping entrance and after one final suck, started tracing the sides in a teasing manner before he shoved his tongue in.

you gasped, fingers clawing at his hair as he persisted. all you could do was lie still with your legs hiked over his shoulders, wailing helplessly as you sank your hands into his messy hair, trying your best not to roll around over the mattress.

with a moan, your brows squeezed tightly together as he slowly loosened his grip on your legs and your first instinct was to automatically draw your legs to your chest once more. he slid his palms over your thighs, his eyes boring into yours.

“i’m close… please sae..” you moaned helplessly, throwing your head to the side and grabbing onto the corners of the pillow as you came with a shaky breath.

( 12:OO AM )

and it continued. he pulled countless orgasms from you, so much that you both lost track of time and count. you sobbed, begged and pleaded for him to stop. but he didn’t. you hadn’t uttered the words he wanted from you, and it was currently, what? midnight? you had been going at it for four hours now, you sure were stubborn.

but you began to crack.

“pleasepleaseplease—” how long had you been begging for? you forgot. but the pleasure was too much, you couldn’t take it anymore. “you know what you have to say, just say those words and i’ll stop it.” he whispered, mouth still attached to your dripping cunt.

and you tried, you tried so hard not to but your body couldn’t. “i’m sorry, i’m the prettiest and the most gorgeous girl there was, i’m sorry! please, please—” you cried out, covering your face with one hand.

you felt a small smile form on his lips and he got up, finally letting your body rest as your chest heaved. “that wasn’t so hard, was it?” he mumbled, kissing your lips lightly. you could taste yourself on his lips — of course you did, he spent hours going down on you.

“we should call your mum and reassure her.. as well as take a bath and change the sheets.” he suggested, picking you up in a bridal style.

only then did he realize, that you had fallen into a deep slumber. he didn’t mind though, he’d love to take care of you. it’s what he always tried to do, even if his attempts seemed cold and ruthless in ways.

and when you awoke later on, you were in his hands, his lips on your forehead as he slept.

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let me in ! 𖦹 — lee heeseung smau

O5 — [what's his name?]

you're deadset on hanging out with your friends, even though it doesn't seem like it.

you wanted to make up for the 4 months of absence, but you didn't know joo's brother was gonna come, you audibly gasped when u saw him, and you didnt expect joo's brother to be this attractive!?

you guys are outside now. waiting for the rest to come while standing in front of jay's house, waiting for him to come home from school. then you notice him, hes tall, handsome and looks similar to joo. "..hey," you whispered as joo hums a reply "is that your brother? whats his name?"

its working.

joo grins, a look in her eyes that you cant quite read.

"..yeah! his name is heeseung" you nod as you basically ogle at her brother — who was talking to jake. god, heeseung is ethereal, hes handsome and unfortunately is very much your type. listen, you were respectfully checking him out, and to your surprise he notices you staring and flashed you a smile. it was like time had stopped for you, you feel like your heart is about to explode as heat rushed onto your face, painting your cheeks with a light pink hue, finding the trees and birds around you way more interesting than the man — who is now, walking towards you.

"hey! yn right?" he smiles warmly, looking at you with fondness in his eyes.

god he missed you

"y-yeah..! how'd you know?" you cringe at your stuttering, that was an attempt to act cool.

"joo talks about you all the time! and you're her best friend how could i not know?" he exclaims as you giggled and boldly said "you're cute, can i have your number?"

heeseung was shocked, talking to you like this makes him remember when you first met.

he chuckled and shakes his head, putting the memory away so he can keep it in his heart for later.

"sure, cutie" he firmly says as he pulls out his phone for you to type your number.

surely, he didnt see you blush at his comment right? it'd be embarrassing if he did.

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notes! : guess who decided to be generous today 😁 anw kinda hates the way i write tbh 🤞 but TYSM FOR SUPPORTING AND ENJOYING THIS mess SMAU‼️ it means alot to me 🫶

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occasionalsnippets · 8 months

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THANK YOU TO THAT ANON WHO SAID 'O5 MC X One of the Alpha 1' I SHALL THINK ABOUT THIS MY WHOLE WEEK AND IT WILL STAY IN MY MIND FOREVER.

Just admiring your boss in a way while still Trying to be professional and feeling awkward when the boss jokes because they are dying due to the lack of socialising and many paper work, and bonus point if the Alpha 1 is overanalyzing every word they are saying.

"Yabba-Dabba-Do-Be" said by mc

"What do they mean?? Is this some secret code? Do they need a report on a SCP? What do they need????"

O5 Mc is suffering because they are on a position they never asked and one of the Alpha 1 is just there, confused on what to do and as time passes, they slowly understand what mc wants and picked up on their habit and notice small details like how the mc does not blink and just stares when they are nervous or how their shoulder get stiff when their past is mentioned since they are mc's bodyguard which mean they spend a lot of their time with mc.

It is not normal to admire your boss, as a bodyguard you must keep any feelings away from your boss but does it really matter if normality does not exist?

(I did not knew I wanted this dynamic in my life but I feel happy and shall think about this for an hour every five hour.)

Asdlaksjdh <3 <3

#this is very good.... the dynamics. yum #mumblings #answered #ask #anon #Anomalous AU #O5 AU

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chcrryade · 3 months

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DISC OO1⠀⸻⠀can i catch your eye ?

DOUBLE DIP is the debut mini-album from fictional boy group CHERRYADE, released first digitally on 1 AUGUST 2021, and later physically on 5 AUGUST 2021. the project consists of five tracks and, in JAGUAR CEO Ae Seungdae’s own words, hopes to “leave a sweet aftertaste in the mouths of all who listen.” around 960K copies were sold, and during the five-week promotion period they received a singular music show win. most (fans & non-fans alike) remember this as an era filled with neon lighting, low-quality photos of vapes in hands, even lower quality videos of fights with other groups, and a surprising lack of in-fighting allegations.

SWEET CHERRY SELTZER⠀⸻⠀TRACKLIST⠀⬦

O1 ⠀‹ ⟢ ⠀FUN

lyrics 잘렌, 주선⠀produced by 대진

O2 ⠀‹ ⟢ ⠀SUMMER NIGHT

lyrics 해일, 주선⠀produced by 주선

O3⠀ ‹ ⟢ ⠀FLAVOUR

lyrics 하선, 잘렌⠀produced by 대진

O4⠀ ‹ ⟢⠀ L☆VE

lyrics 도연, 대진⠀produced by 대진

O5⠀ ‹ ⟢ ⠀ALL DAY

lyrics 宜君, 잘렌⠀produced by 주선

YOU GOTTA BE CRAZY⠀⸻⠀ERA NOTES⠀Ꮺ

°⠀the opinion on the five tracks was almost surprisingly good, compared to past releases from former groups. people liked every one of them, or at the very least could tolerate them. there was no overwhelming hate towards any of them, and even their harshest critics could admit that the mini-album was one that was well put-together. despite none of them being a track that really cemented their sound & set the precedent for future projects, it certainly gave the public a good idea of their general concept (if what they’d seen from fleeting teasers and the name of the group itself wasn’t enough).

°⠀fans were quick to notice that ALL DAY had a different feeling to it than the rest, notably shifting in sound & energy, and so some began to speculate that it was the foundation for their next release—sort of like leaving a story off on a cliffhanger, to get audiences intrigued enough to carry on to the next installment (or, in this case, wait around for the next release). some praised them for the smart and rather fun easter egg, and others either called it a mere coincidence or a failure at keeping the mood consistent throughout the piece.

°⠀another surprising thing was how well the seven seemed to get along. seeing as they were stitched together from members of failed groups, even picked from their companies in some cases, most people were awaiting their non-music related content (interviews, behinds, general extra things) to try and get a gauge of how they were getting along—because put-on acts of professionalism could, really, only work so well before someone or other started to see through them. but as hard as they looked, not much could be found. there was, of course, notable tension between YIJUN and JAEHEE (which wasn’t so much of a shock, due to their past), but the rest all seemed fine. friendly, even.

°⠀however amicable they were, though, this era wasn’t without its downs. first came your standard smoking allegations, paired with blurry late-night photos being leaked of HAEIL and JALEN huddled close behind some building or another in the middle of a conversation, the former looking to be laughing. some were outraged, as is per with all accusations of smoking idols face, and others urged people to look on the bright side—at least they liked each other enough to hang out (presumably) outside of work. you win some, you lose some.

°⠀the next scandal to arise from the era came about not long after their first appearance on INKIGAYO. whispers began to generate, centering around YIJUN (because.. who else?) and SEVEN, a member of senior boy group S(O)UL. the story was that an argument went south backstage, and the two parted on less-than-good terms. neither company mentioned it, and the matter was left to stay unaddressed—but this feud would carry on for longer than a single encounter at a music show.

°⠀on the whole, it was a mostly successful era. the worst aspects brought in as much attention as the music & the groups’ performances, which of course fit in well with the infamous JAGUAR motto of “all press is good press.” as long as they were getting the engagement, how they got it didn't matter that much at all.

mentioned @syoul

#⠀⬦ ⠀˚⠀⠀ALL ABOUT ME⠀⠀⸻⠀⠀discography.#fake kpop oc #fake kpop group #fake kpop bg #fictional kpop group #fictional idol group #fictional idol community #styling is a pain in my gay ass and i have suddenly come out in a rash. Bye!#yes i did have to release the physical ver on my bday. any more questions

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the-true-boomer · 20 days

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*knock knock* O5-14 (Dresden Oakland): Come in. O5-10 (The Archivist): Dresden? O5-14: Mrs. Sinclair, please have a seat. O5-10: That won't be necessary, I just have a single question. O5-14: Hmm, fine, what is it? O5-10: *takes out a small folder* I was checking our expenses from last month and I noticed something. *takes out a single paper* On March 24th, we lost about 300 million dollars, and when I tried to check who spent it, the record of who they were was removed. O5-14: And why are you telling me this? O5-10: I think you know why. O5-14: Please, think reasonably Asha. O5-10: I always do, Dresden. That's precisely why I'm here. O5-14: You're accusing me of embezzlement? Because if you are, I can confirm that I was out all-day then, stuck in meetings about my investigations. How could I have done it if I had no time to myself to do anything besides eat and drink? O5-10: ... O5-14: That's what I thought. I recommend you gather more evidence before accusing your coworkers of stealing money from the company. You're welcome to leave now. O5-10: *silently gets up and leaves* *a few seconds of silence pass* O5-14: *takes out a small radio* Agent Landon, how is progress on the prototype? Agent Landon: Like always, boss, just swimmingly. That new metal composite you suggested really brought the whole thing together. We've gotten the strength up to 3 billion joules in a single punch, It's speed's gone up to Mach 9, all we're waiting on now is the reactive adaptation module then we're in business. O5-14: That is good to hear. I will not keep you, have a good day. *end scene*

#multiverse tales #popcross studios #12's multiverse #scp foundation #dresden oakland #asha sinclair #councilman dresden

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talesfromsiteredacted · 1 year

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Yet More Forbidden Activities at Site (REDACTED)

By order of the Administrator and O5 Counsel, the following activities are added to the Forbidden List. Any attempt at any activities on this list will be met with the harshest discipline. Consider yourselves warned, especially you, Dr. Bright.

Not allowed to recreate any weapon from the Dead Space series. No, not even to fight victims of the Clockwork Virus. Save it for the Ishimura, kids.

No using time travel to win bets. That's violating the Temporal Prime Directive, and 05-5 is still mad about last year's Tour de France.

No recreating anything from Doom. No, not even Doomguy to attempt termination of 682.

No one is to challenge 076-2 to Mortal Kombat. There are less... messy ways of committing suicide.

Whomever gave Dr. Bright the comic books... the Red Right Hand is coming.

Leave the video game weapons where they belong: in the games. Yes, even the exploding chickens, Dr. Clef. Although the Chaos Insurgency was not expecting that... all the damage to Site Facilities isn't worth it.

No more roller derby. Dr. Meeter broke her leg, her nose, the wall, half the opposing team, and the coach's arm. Before the match began.

If it involves any combination of chainsaws and explosives... NO.

No frying turkeys on site. Don't ask why.

No one is giving tours here. No one should be selling tickets for these tours, let alone offering a date with an anomaly as a raffle prize. Knock. It. Off!

There never was a Dr. Wesker, we have no ties to the Umbrella Corporation as they are FICTIONAL, we do not have any variant of the T, G, C, or Urobouros viruses, nor the antivirals for such things. We do not have the Harran Virus, there is no Antizen, and no such person as Agent Kyle Crane. We do have an Agent Crane, but anyone calling her 'Kyle' is likely to get nut punched.

We have our own Occult Sciences division, there is rarely a need to 'hire out'. So... whomever allowed John Constantine on site... run. You really shouldn't have done that.

Stealing your coworkers' coffee is a low, dirty trick. We hope your mother is proud of you.

No more abstract art in public areas. 073 spent an hour trying to figure out how a clock could melt but tell time.

Full clothing is required for both anomalies and staff during interviews and experiments. Even if we need to sew certain individuals into their trousers.

No. More. Real. Life. Duck. Hunt! Unless the ducks being hunted are Chaos Insurgency. Then... shotgun.

No more Calvinball. Dr. Clef gets too... competitive.

294 is for normal consumable liquids only. Anyone requesting anything else will suffer consequences. Remember the "Cup of Abel" incident? He was... not amused. Nor are we.

Stun batons are for combat and training only. No, not THAT type of training. I swear, some of you are impossible.

No one is to lead ANYONE on a leash. Save the weird-as-hell stuff for alone time.

Do not argue with O5. Just don't.

During raids, if it looks suspicious, shoot first, apologize later. Check every cardboard box, every nook and cranny. The Insurgency hired a bunch of rogue yoga instructors and contortionist for "better ambushing". Check everything. And if in doubt, EMP first, shoot second, apologize later if needed. Light bending camo is a thing, and ours won't be affected by the EMP.

Cover. Your. Faces. Facial recognition software exists. Can't be part of a super secret world saving organization if everybody knows it's just Dave from the pub. Also, if you must have a significant other on the outside, burner phones.

Yeah, whomever gave Dr. Clef his own 'Lucille', O5 is sending someone to go Neggan on your head. Clef is dangerous enough.

Guns are ranged weapons. Clubs, batons, knives, and hammers are melee weapons. Anyone confusing the two will be shown the difference. With live ammunition. By our best marksman, Agent Strelnikof. If they survive, it's on to melee weapons training with 076-2. Again, assuming survival, final exam is a brief interlude with 682. Guns for far off, baton, blade, or hammer up close. It's not neurosurgery.

#scp foundation #tales from site redacted #notice from scp site command #notice from o5

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✿ trying to get into the void ;

i will be trying to get to the void via meditation before going to sleep. here, i will update night to night to keep track of events!

— night O1 (august 23rd, 2023)

intro; will try just laying down on my back, relaxing and counting from one until whichever number until i feel it. when i enter it, i will either affirm or visualize.

outro; i counted from one to 222, stopped there because i wasn't getting any more relaxed and changed to affirming “i am pure awareness”. at one point i did feel very close but got distracted. kept going and got startled by a notification, lost the calm state i had achieved, so i decided to change position and start over, but i ultimately fell asleep. it was the best night's sleep ive had in a long time, though, i even woke up early and felt energised.

— night O2 (august 24th, 2023)

intro; once again, i will lay down on my back, concentrate on my breathing and hypnogogic hallucinations, then affirm “i am pure awareness” or simply “I AM” until i get to the void.

outro; spent ~forty minutes relaxing, when i felt like i was floating i changed to affirming. there were moments where i felt like i was very close, but i kept getting distracted because of that same thing, realising “woah, i'm very close” distracted me and i could feel it slipping away. my legs started to feel uncomfortable and i couldn't stand it anymore, so i changed position and when i tried to start over, i just fell asleep.

— night O3 (august 25th, 2023)

intro; kind of the same as the last two days, i will lay down on my back, relax until i feel floaty, affirm “i am in the void state”.

outro; tried a little earlier tonight. i felt relaxed but, once again, my legs started bothering me so i pulled out of that meditative state to position differently. i didn't feel close tonight, i fell asleep quite a lot during it. i ultimately tried the lullaby method, but it didn't work :(

♡ some notes ;

i think what's making me fail is my limiting beliefs, i really want to live in the end and feel the wish fulfilled but rationality and old habits always get the best of me. i will try to do some research regarding these topics and get better at this!

— night O4 (august 26th, 2023)

intro; well, tonight i will try SATS instead of getting into the void (maybe i should make a different post but let's just leave it here for now). i will relax until im drowsy, using waves for assistance, and visualise waking up to my desired life, trying to make it as vivid (as in: sensory-vivid) and have it on loop until i accept its realness. i will really try to put my all into it, not letting limiting beliefs drive me away from the life i deserve.

outro; completely fell asleep while trying it, didn't get to visualise anything. ive noticed i find it hard to actually relax and keep my mind from wandering.

— night O5 (september O3rd, 2023)

intro; i will try the 61 points meditation, i saw people say they got really good results with it so i want to try it. after finishing it and being relaxed, i will just affirm “I AM”.

outro; i did the meditation six times. yes, six. the first one was the best one, i felt very relaxed after it and was already affirming when i felt a mosquito on my eyelid and it was driving me crazy so i brushed it away and did it again. and i kept getting distracted, my right ankle started hurting badly because of the rain, it made my leg twitchy and it was annoying me, i felt too hot so i took some covers off my bedding, changed into a pair of shorts... so because all of that, i ended up doing it six times. it was very useful, though. as soon as i was finished with a body part it instantly felt heavy and i even felt myself drifting off to sleep sometimes. but i didn't manage to get into the void.

— night O6 (september O4th, 2023)

intro; tonight i will try another meditation i saw get recommended. after i achieve "mind awake, body asleep," i will affirm for the void.

outro; i did it once, if im not mistaken. my body was tingling all over and felt heavy afterwards. i started affirming and focusing on the black behind my eyes, but i fear my mind was too awake and i couldn't really focus. i tried for about 20 minutes and gave up (im not the most patient person, something to change). also, i had a very bad headache too and started to feel nauseous because of it. i decided to take a painkiller, eat something and watch some calm youtube videos until i felt sleepy enough to try SATS. i told my subconscious i was going to enter the void tonight and started daydreaming until i felt drowsy. i dont remember if i got to affirm before falling asleep. but yet again, i didn't make it. but i know im close, afterall, the void is nothing but me in my pure form, so why should it be difficult to achieve?

♡ some more notes: i've been doing some research on different ways to enter the void state and trying to find the one that resonates the most with me. i think that entering either through SATS or meditation is the way to go for me (kind of what i've been doing, really), so this post will most likely concentrate on those two methods.

— night O7 (september O5th, 2023)

intro; so, tonight i will try to enter through SATS. after watching this video, i decided to start by revising my day until i feel drowsy enough to start affirming “i am”.

outro; it went surprisingly well! since my sleep schedule is messed up, i watched some youtube videos until i feel like i could fall asleep in a bit. i got comfortable, started revising my day via visualising and at one point i caught myself almost falling asleep so i switched to affirming and focusing on the black behind my eyes. i spent some time doing that and tried to ignore symptoms and the 3D as much as i could, i felt very close but every time i “meditate” i start feeling uncomfortably hot and this time i could even feel sweat trickling down my back, and i just couldn't stand it so i pulled out of the calm state i had achieved and, if im not mistaken, i tried again but had lost all my focus and eventually fell asleep. but i take this night as great progress! i feel so happy.

— night O8 (september 11th, 2023)

intro; i saw this meditation get recommended so i will try it tonight. i may affirm after relaxing or maybe i will just focus on my breathing.

outro; the meditation worked really well, i did it twice because as has happened before, i felt too hot and my right leg started to annoy me. but the first try was the best one, i think i tapped once but i wasn't aware, although im not sure if it was the void or if i just fell asleep for a few seconds. the second time wasn't as fruitful but that's only because ive conditioned myself to believe that if it's not that night's first time then it won't work as well.

— night O9 (september 12th, 2023)

intro; tonight i will try to enter through lucid dreaming. i used to be able to effortlessly manifest lucid dreams a few years ago, so i know that if i get one i will absolutely be able to get to the void. i used to do it by saying an affirmation before going to sleep, but tonight i will add a subliminal for good measure. i might also try FILD too.

outro; i couldn't, for the life of me, fall asleep until 8am. i listened to the subliminal but i didn't get a lucid dream. i woke up at around 12 and remembered to do FILD but i kept getting distracted, i was too awake.

— night 1O (september 14th, 2023)

intro; i will try the fourth method mentioned on this post (counting and becoming aware after 5 numbers pass by, but i did it after 10). i actually did it yesterday for the first time and it really helped in getting me sleepy, so i want to try it again but with a well-set intention for lucid dreaming.

outro; something weird happened. i didn't lucid dream but at one point while i was asleep i suddenly felt like i was in a weird environment, completely out of nowhere. i thought, oh my god im in the void (as if id woken up in it) and started affirming, then said i was leaving and i wanted to continue sleeping, so i felt my body fall to my mattress as if someone had been holding me a little above it, i remember feeling some parts of my body get really heavy and a few seconds later i fell asleep. when i woke up i realised it wasn't the void because wherever i felt i was was overwhelmingly hot. but it was a really weird experience.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ© fairestar, 2023.

#🪷; in bloom #void state #law of assumption #manifestation #neville goddard #fairestar

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positivelybeastly · 3 months

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Would you consider Xavier partially responsible for what Hank's become?

"The man is the foremost telepathic talent on the planet. If there's anything I've done that he takes umbrage with, he knows where to find me, and he knows exactly why I did it."

Partially responsible is absolutely what I'd call it, yeah. For starters, Charles snatched Hank up at the age of 17-19, wiped his parents and girlfriend's minds of his existence, and cut them all out of his life for his safety. If he wants to claim he isn't responsible for what Hank ended up doing, he can explain why he decided he was going to supplant Edna and Norton as his sole parental figure.

Now, Hank decides to go with Xavier here, because he does want to contribute, he does want to make a change in the world, because ultimately he believes in the Professor's dream.

But.

It's a fractious relationship.

Like, this is going to have a psychological effect on a teenager. This is going to give him trust issues, this is going to make him feel uncertain and alienated and under pressure. It's also worth noting that Hank, unlike almost all of the rest of the O5 (you could argue the point with Bobby and Warren, but it's certainly true of Scott and Jean, especially in the Krakoan era) never really broke away from the Professor's politics.

He never had a moment where he was able to really walk away from the Professor, denounce him or give him what for, and you could reasonably make the case that it's because the Professor kinda traumatised him here, or at the very least, made Hank dependent on him. He's constantly seeking his validation, his approval, and it colours his teacher's pet tendencies in a very different light.

And while Hank continues to have a fruitful relationship with his actual parents over the years - honestly, he has maybe the healthiest and most loving mom and dad in the Marvel Universe - there's still a degree to which he never, quite, walks away from Xavier. Where he never quite became his own man.

Oddly enough, one of the best examples of this comes during Joss Whedon's Astonishing X-Men run, during the Danger arc. There's a kind of rule that you should be aware of, whenever Hank is in a comic, and it's this: if Hank McCoy is not speaking, then there is a reason that he is not speaking.

Go back and read the issues where they're first talking about the mutant cure. Scott, Emma, Kitty, Logan, they're all talking up a storm, and Hank is just dead fucking silent. No-one notices, no-one brings it up, you just get these panels of him staring out the window. Logan maybe seems to notice? But he leaves it, until Emma tells him what Hank's thinking the next day. He doesn't engage.

Emma just brought up murder, and Hank isn't even paying attention. Because he's emotionally compromised, and he doesn't care about the conversation, he is in his own head, and he does not have anything to contribute. And no-one notices. Even though Hank normally can't shut the fuck up, they just. Don't notice. But this isn't an isolated incident.

The Professor just admitted to oppressing and weaponising a new form of artificial life, a mutant, and everyone has something to say, except Hank. He just looks forlorn. He looks lost. He looks emotionally compromised, because he is dependent on the Professor, and he cannot bring himself to throw scorn upon him.

He's not wired that way. Maybe on some level he's afraid, maybe on another level he's just hurt and unable to articulate it, maybe he just wants to sort it all out in his head, but this is legitimately one of those moments where who doesn't talk is as important as who does. And you see it again during the Utopia era.

Hank is the only one who stands by Xavier's side.

Because that is the way he's wired. There's almost an argument to be made that Scott and Hank are Xavier's favourite sons - the man he chose to lead and steer his dream, and the man who he moulded most in his own image, whether he realised it or not.

The revolutionary and the assimilationist.

Two brothers who used to be so incredibly close, and then it all fell apart - and to be clear, Hank has so many reasons to start hating Scott during this era (no matter what you think of how right Scott's actions may have been, guess what, you can be making all the right tactical calls and still be a fucking monster), but I would absolutely say that the way Scott treated their 'father' is up there and in the mix.

In a more competent version of All-New X-Men, this dynamic, and the fact that 'Scott' killed the Professor, would have been more key to Hank and Scott's destroyed friendship, but instead, it's - all sort of vague, because Bendis' version of Hank is ill sketched out and emotionally inconsistent. But we do get shades of it in Hickman's New Avengers.

This is one of those things that really annoys me about especially the X-Men Reddit - is that they love to point out Hank taking part in this version of the Illuminati, running around being 'amoral super scientists' (they aren't, actually, they spend SO much time agonising over every little decision), even though it isn't even his choice, really. He got drafted, just like he did into the X-Men, and yes, he technically had a choice to leave, but he's in a place where he doesn't feel as though he truly can.

Because of the Professor.

Again.

And eventually, he does start realising just how much the Professor has hurt him, has broken him, has ruined his life, in ways.

There is so much that Hank could have been. He had so much potential, to be anything he wanted. But the Professor chose him. Plucked him from the crowd, and told him, you're going to be this.

In some ways, Hank welcomed it. In other ways, it frightened him, and I don't think it's a coincidence that he's the first X-Man to leave, both temporarily (after he gets nearly beaten to death by a mob in Uncanny X-Men #8), and permanently, when he leaves to work for the Brand Corporation. He's almost always leaving, because he doesn't want to be there. It doesn't suit him. It hurts him.

It poisons him.

And when we come to Krakoa, well . . .

There's a more interesting version of X-Force that more thoroughly investigates why Beast goes the way he does, and it would require talking about Scott and about the Professor, and of course Logan, and the fact that, through their actions, they've taught Beast several things.

That violence works.

That if people disagree with you, by all means try other methods, but change their minds if you must.

That no-one will ever give you what you want, no-one will ever free you or leave you alone, unless you make them.

But instead, it's all off-panel. Xavier just keeps covering for Beast. We don't even see them talk. Beast kills an entire country. Beast's space prison. Every awful little crime against humanity, and Charles has to know. How could he not? People keep telling him, and even if they don't, he's the premiere mutant telepathic talent on the planet.

How could he not know?

The answer is, he does.

And so.

What's the final word, Charles?

Mhm-hmm.

Maybe he's aware just how much he's responsible for this.

Maybe he's just protecting one of his favourite sons. His best pupil.

But no matter how you cut it, he IS responsible.

Just as a lot of the Quiet Council are, frankly, but let's be real here, Xavier is the leader. He is the head of state. Ultimately, it's on him.

And I do want to clarify that this isn't an attempt by me to shift blame away from Beast, because his whackadoodle bullshit garbage characterisation is still canon, as much as I despise it, and while I personally read it as a completely insane break from reality, that's not what's been put on page. He ultimately is responsible for his crimes.

But.

He did not act alone.

#vinial453 #verse: each of us is a nest of lies #outofmuffins

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gatitties · 4 months

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Mute: O6. Locked up

O1. Flowers / O2. Friends! / O3. Study / O4. Ice-cream / O5. Sick / O6. Locked up / O7. Fight / O8. Friends? / O9. Grateful / 1O. Wishes

@chiyoso

"Man, I still don't know how someone like you can be friends with volleyball freaks."

You raised an eyebrow with a blank expression, the girls in the club were commenting on the weird friendship you had with the boys. You just shrugged, they really are different from what people say about them, they're not that intimidating.

"Well, enough talk, we have to finish planting the roses."

The three of you finished early so now you were buying some food for the team, you even looked like their manager, surely they would have asked you if you weren't in a club but your help was enough for them. You greeted the coach who was already used to seeing you there, he asked you for help to distribute the bottles along with towels, it seemed that today the practice had been extended because of Inter High, the date was approaching and they had to be concentrated.

"Thank you very much!"

Goshiki bowed, you laughed silently patting him on the back.

"Could you help us with something?"

Semi politely asked. You nodded, you just had to throw the ball for both Shirabu and Eita to set up Ushijima while Tendou blocked. You really loved watching them play. When they finished, you helped to clean up everything, even though they told you it wasn't necessary, you did. Practically everyone had already left, you were gathering your things when you heard some knocks coming from the men's locker room, surprised you observed how everyone seemed to be outside chatting, you shrugged leaving your things on the bench to take a look. The knocking stopped when you approached the door, you waited a few seconds to open it, there was no one in sight, you advanced another step and you got scared when you saw how a certain redhead screamed.

"Don't let the door-!" a dull noise was heard behind your back "close..."

You looked at the door, you pushed again and again but it seemed to be stuck, you kicked, you knocked but nothing worked. You turned to look at Tendou who was sitting on the ground staring at nothing.

"Tell me, do you have your phone there?"

You denied.

"Great."

«And your phone?»

"Dead."

«Oh...»

You pulled some of your locks back to sigh heavily, slid your back down the wall until you were sitting in front of Satori, he was watching you intently.

«How long do you think it will take them to realize we're not there?»

He put his hand to his chin, striking a thoughtful pose but with a funny expression.

"Minimum half hour."

You put on a bad face, you didn't like being locked up and even less so in a locker room where you can't do anything.

"Okay, okay, let's do something to distract ourselves."

You thanked with a smile. You spent a while thinking about what to do until you decided to have a staring contest which you constantly lost. Tired of losing, you did nothing again, with your arms crossed looking at the ground as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. You felt arms around your waist and lifted you off the ground, you just watched as he placed you on his lap, you were turning your back on him so he started playing with your hair, relaxing you.

"Do you have a hair tie?"

You looked at him strangely but you still gave him one that you used to have on your wrist in case the hair bothered you. He started to group your hair to make different hairstyles that didn't turn out very well, surely you would have tangled hair after this, in the end he ended up making you a weird braid but at least he tried.

"Hey, hey, I want you to comb my hair too!"

Now he was positioned so that when you turned you could comb him, with nothing else to do you started combing his hair with your hand, running your fingers through some strands you noticed that his hair was really soft and silky. You inadvertently spent fifteen minutes braiding his hair in small pieces, when you were done you patted him on the back so you could see him. Your cheeks took on a little pink color when you saw how he smiled at you with his eyes closed, adding the braided hair on the sides made it look even cuter.

"I know I'm handsome, but I feel like you're undressing me with your eyes."

He dramatized taking a hand to his head and waist, looking at you out of the corner of his eye. Have you been watching for so long? He let out a laugh at your confusion and nervousness, at that moment you looked like a lost puppy in his eyes. He couldn't help but pull your cheeks until they were red, you tried to stop him but you failed letting him do what he wanted.

"Tendou, you're going to hurt her."

The stoic voice resounded throughout the locker room, they had finally realized it, you were mentally grateful that Ushijima distracted the redhead to get out of his grip and pinch his arm for not leaving you alone, he only complained making a mockery.

«I wish I had spent more time with her»

He looked at you out of the corner of his eye as you gathered your things and returned to your room saying goodbye to them.

«I should spend more time with him»

You closed the door of your room, fiddling with the hair tie that you had used to tie your hair, still with the image of the boy present in your mind.

«What are you doing to me?»

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu xreader #reader inser #mute reader #tendou #tendou satori #tendou satori x reader #fem reader #shiratorizawa #shiratorizawa x reader #tendou fanfic #sfw #reader insert #x reader

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sakuraryomen01 · 2 years

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Lost Lamb /OG Sukuna x Reader/ .o8

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✧ Warning: Og Sukuna Ryomen, servant reader, Master x Servant, protector/predator x reader kind of relationship, (somewhat) village date, festival games, some clothes shopping and hand holding, a cute and intense confession, staying the night in a hotel/sharing rooms, male and female nudity, hot springs scene~

✧ Reader: Female Reader

✧ Plot: A Master x Servant Fanfiction in which Sukuna, the king of curses, finds you snooping in his temple and he makes you pay for your crimes for the rest of your life..

✧ Words: 5.578k

fic masterlist :: .o1 .o2 .o3 .o4 .o5 .o6 .o7 .o8 .o9 .10 .11 .12

·A/n: I really hope you enjoyed the last chapter and love this one! I really wanted to get some pure romance with a few tropes dropped in here and there ><

♡ Thank you for reading this bit! Enjoy! ♡

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Weeks had passed since the death of that horrible creature that appeared at the hot springs. Weeks have passed since your moments that were shared in the bathroom.

Weeks had gone by when you realized how you felt.

Those little flustered shudders you made when Sukuna passed you in the hallways. Or when you thought about his smile or the way his hands gently caressed your cheeks. Even those little split seconds where Sukuna's annoyance was ticked and he pinched your chin to make you look up at him.

Your heart fluttering every moment you spent around him.

And that morning didn't help. Seeing as you woke him up everyday after a bath, your mind simply drew a blank when you entered the Kings room and found him missing. Only to find he had been in his throne for the last hour, waiting.

..for you.

"Sire, you should be in bed!" You said, wrapping your body up in your night robes. "Why're you up so early?"

"I have a few questions for you, Y/n."

Heart skipped, watching his multiple arms flex. Although you should be paying attention, you found your mind distracted by the simple pulsing of veins that decorated the curse's hands and arms. Of course, your constant mental nagging forced you to focus on the King and not on those amazingly attractive biceps and hands.

Finding his hands and arms attractive was a bit of an understatement with how your dreams have been playing recently..~

"What are they?" You asked, feeling your tummy pool with heat.

"The questions are about your behavior these last few weeks. Months, even. I've noticed this.. change in you recently."

Oh Gods, he doesn't know, does he?!

"W-What kind?" Your voice was weak, knuckles turning white as you pinched your forearm. He couldn't possibly know, right?!

You had made sure that it wasn't obvious that something in your chest stirred for the king of curses. Keeping it to yourself and leaving the confusingly dirty thoughts of him locked away in the secrecy of your room. You always made sure that even the moments you spent alone together were always filled with the constant thumping of your own heart.

And even if Sukuna knew something, you could always deny it, right?!

As you took a breath, you finally let the words of Sukuna Ryomen fill your ears as you stood at the foot of the stairs.

"I've been wondering.. are you afraid of me?"

...What?

"Afraid of you?" You questioned, actually feeling confused for once in this temple you called home.

"Yes." Sukuna continued, flicking his wrist as he waved his hand around. "As you know, being as malevolent as I am, I tend to find comfort in knowing that others find me horrifying."

You gave a nod, clasping your hands behind your back as Sukuna stood from his old pile of bones and began walking down the tinkering staircase. Taking a step back to give him room, you watched as he continued descending the stairs as he spoke.

"But for some reason, seeing your behavior has me thinking about things differently. Sure, seeing your horrified expression when I mean real harm is adorable, but I don't wish any actual hate towards you despite our rocky start. As your master, I want you to be safe and well taken care of."

Taken aback by Sukuna's kindness, you swallow a thick glob of saliva that had collected in your throat before the curse got closer. The sudden closeness flustering you and making you look down at your feet, squeezing your hands slightly as a blush tinted your cheeks.

"However... your mannerisms and the way you address me have gotten quite.. annoying."

You bit your lip, cringing at the memories of you referring to him by the wrong name. And that cocky attitude you got while cleaning his now faintly scarred wounds was pure rudeness on your part.

You squirmed, your arms still behind your back as you opened your mouth to speak. Only for Sukuna to cut you off as he pinched your chin and lifted your gaze up to him. The look he was giving you made your chest flutter and your cheeks burn.

"From now on, call me Sukuna. It's better that way."

You could tell you got flustered; Sukuna was smirking with a slight hint of tease as he got closer and fanned a breath across your cheek. Once Sukuna finally let go, you raised a hand to your cheek quickly and felt your face burn bright red.

His teasing was going to end you one day...

Sukuna left the shrine, leaving you alone to deal with the fluttering that swarmed into your chest and tummy. Feeling the large cloud of butterflies grow as your mind replayed those last words over and over as you walked into the kitchen to prepare for lunch.

As Sukuna made his way down the path and further from the shrine, he couldn't help but smile at the soft embarrassment he graced you with.

Letting you use his name rather than 'Master' was going to be just as embarrassing for you as it was for him, little human.

Never had he really considered letting someone refer to him by his first name, so he decided that you of all people should be allowed. Knowing this heart wrenching and string pulling affection he had for you wasn't leaving him.

Which he didn't plan on letting them leave anytime soon..

After you called Sukuna in for breakfast, you could tell that today was an off day for you. You all sat at the dining table and first things first, Sukuna mentioned that he was missing his chopsticks. That wasn't normal for you to forget to place his special chopsticks next to his drink.

But, it's because you got lost in thought thinking about Sukuna's fingers. How large his hands were, and what it must be like to hold them.

It wasn't until you saw that you hadn't timed the chicken properly and it ended up under cooked by a few moments. It wasn't pink, but you knew it wasn't good to eat.

You had been startled by Uraume out of a daydream of holding Sukuna as you fell asleep in his many arms.

It wasn't entirely your fault: Sukuna was part of the blame too!

He had decided to tease you all morning during the preparations of breakfast. Sukuna came into the kitchen and leaned over your shoulder, inspecting the way you chopped the celery for the peanut butter and raisins snack and let out huff. He continued this close contact with you through the day and even offered to take you to get more clothing.

You couldn't help these slip-ups. You were just falling deeper and deeper into this pit called love.

"Y/n, you're spacing off again," Sukuna's gruff voice called to you, pulling you out of yet another sweet romance in your mind. "Uraume was speaking about this afternoon's plans."

"I apologize, Uraume," You said, bowing your head and picking up some beef. "You can continue, I'll listen this time."

Uraume sighed, letting a small smile creep up onto their features before turning back to the King of Curses and returning to the conversation.

"I planned on taking us all to the Isie village for the festival they're holding. It's nothing too big or fancy, but they'll have games and food for us there. We could also get some clothes for us since they have sales during these random parties."

"That sounds.. fun, by human standards." Sukuna responded, his eyes turned over to the roasted pig that you had set up in the middle of the table.

He had been paying attention, but his growling stomach was lusting after the perfectly cooked animal.

"It sounds lovely, Uraume," You said, picking up Sukuna's obvious slack and sending a smile their way. "I'd like to buy some new clothes since the ones I own are becoming rags."

Uraume's slight blush made you giggle, only for them to aggressively toss a meatball they prepared over the table at you. Which you dodged with ease, though a false offended glare overtook your looks as you returned the gesture by tossing another one of the plated meatballs at them.

They caught it in their mouth, took a moment to realize what they've done, and laughed, chewing the ball in their mouth and chuckling.

Sukuna was oblivious to this small tithe as he was drooling over the cooked pig. Normally, it'd be wrong to go after the main dish in the shrine, but Sukuna looked so entranced in the meal that you cut off a slice from the belly and handed it to him.

He stared at the slab in your hand for a moment before taking it from you and practically swallowing it hole.

"Mm.." Sukuna's lips tugged into a small smile as he ingested the food, making you blush profusely and hide your face.

He was so cute, even if he was eating a bit of meat..

Sukuna never noticed your embarrassed state, but Uraume caught it perfectly. They knew so much about this secret love sparing between the both of you they were surprised that you haven't shared your feelings with him.

Of course, Uraume learned it recently as you had confessed while in the library late one night.

"He's just so beautiful, Uraume." You had said, a cheesy smile on your face as you zoned out for the fifth time that day. "He's got a gorgeous smile and he's so handsome.."

He's also a blood-thirsty killing machine.. Uraume thought to themselves, rolling their eyes. Of course, they had been waiting for you to mention these feelings, they didn't understand why it took so long.

Thus bringing them up to today. A small outing that Uraume had created to get you the two alone for once.

Uraume had created this idea by pure luck. There'd be a festival later on that day in Isie thankfully, and Uraume was going to make an excuse to go do the shopping alone: simple.

So, as you and Sukuna got prepared, Uraume mentioned that it'd be best to look dashing and stunning for the festival. It may just be a random party for these villagers, but it wasn't wrong to dress up a little.

They snickered when Sukuna waved them off with an eye roll, not knowing what he had in store for that night.

Uraume felt powerful shipping magic..

"Uraume? Can you help with this kimono?"

Entering your bedroom, Uraume came into contact with you almost immediately. Seeing your pale pink kimono with white flowers decorating the bottom and a velvet ribbon tying the middle easily. The monk didn't understand what you needed help with until they noticed that the ribbon wasn't tied firmly around your middle.

Uraume smiled and let out a sigh, walking into the room and turning you around to fix the problem for you.

They didn't question the origins of the kimono, but they did in fact think you looked wonderful in it.

"Are you almost done?"

Looking at the entrance, Sukuna stood there in his own attire: a black yukata with gold sewn around the rims of the sleeves and into the black ribbing tying it. Uraume didn't see this particular outfit often, but it was mostly used for special occasions (formerly used for attending special sacrifices and buffets after a raid).

"Oh, hello, Mast-.. Sukuna," You strained, craning your neck out a little to see what Sukuna hid behind the safety of the hallway wall.

Sukuna gave a quick nod, trying to not admire your beauty and focus on this outing to the Isie festival. He had to focus. He might kiss you otherwise if he wasn't..

"Uraume, I'm bringing enough money for you to buy clothing," Sukuna said, turning his attention to the monk. "I'll have some spare money for food and games, but you can hold onto the clothing money."

Uraume responded with a quick tease about trusting them so much, which Sukuna rolled his eyes at and threatened to slap them if they did so again. You giggled throughout this exchange, covering your lips quickly to shield the laughter that spilled from your lips.

You could tell that today was going to be filled with fun!

Uraume soon finished fixing the ribbon and gave your kimono a quick once over to check for anything else and gave a thumbs up.

"Looks good! Let's get going, shall we?"

You gave a smile and nod, forgetting to grab your hoodie and headed out with the monk down the hall you've walked hundreds of times before. The marbled walls and clean floors were something that's been home to you for a while, and you hoped that it stayed that way forever.

Even the statues of Sukuna carved out of stone weren't that scary anymore. You had even dared to hug one of the legs out of embarrassment after seeing Sukuna sleeping that morning. Though, walking by them and staring up at them was a past time for you, you still admired the art that they were.

Seeing Sukuna in the flesh every day though was more intense than any art piece to you.

He was beautiful. As if sculpted to look like a young God with muscles and looks to match the description. His strength, power, and ego were something that you had grown fond of despite the long hours of being terrified of them your first few weeks.

Now those ruby eyes that stared down at you were something that left you flustered at the end of the day. They used to cause nightmares for you, but now daydreams and heart palpitations. After you've been around so long, lived under his roof, and seen things others probably were jealous of you for, you couldn't help it.

And seeing his yukata and fluffy pink hair that afternoon was no exception.

Gorgeous was all you could think of to describe him.

When you reached the shrine's doors, you and Uraume pulled them open and stepped out onto the small area that was deemed as the porch. You eyes landed on your master quickly, as he was merely standing at the foot of the stairs with his eyes examining the woods behind him.

Once he heard the doors open and the scuttling of feet, Sukuna turned and looked up at you and your friend. You could swear that your heart seemed to stop the moment your eyes landed on his.

His outfit fit him perfectly, complimenting his large muscles and figure perfectly. The black yukata had a few minor details you never noticed before, such as a small dragon embedded into the shoulder blade area of the yukata.

Gorgeous really is the only word you could describe him with...

He turned his attention over to you and smiled softly, letting his eyes wander for once and admire you. That cute kimono complimented your body perfectly, scoping out the curves of your body and making it noticeable how chubby you were in some places.

The pink clothes covered you easily, but it was almost as if the parlor wanted Sukuna to be teased. The hoodie you normally wore wasn't an accessory either, so he saw your neck and bun that you fashioned your hair up in. Some tiger lilies were embedded into your hair, creating a small trail up to the bun and making the color of your eyes pop.

Sukuna though, loved it. The kimono fit you perfectly..

He's happy it fit too, otherwise he'd kill the person that made it.

"Hello, Sukuna." You smiled, letting your arms fold in front of your stomach and smiling at the King. "You look great today."

"You.. you look amazing, Y/n." Sukuna returned, warmly smiling just as Uraume was exiting the shrine. "Uraume, hello."

Uraume returned the greetings and took your arms in theirs to pull you down the shrine steps and next to Sukuna. He started to head off in the direction of the festival with you both trailing behind him as he cleaned the path free of low hanging branches.

Festival music and the sound of loud drums began to sound nearby after a few minutes of walking. Mingling with the forest sounds such as a running river and some owls calling out to others in the background. You were starting to feel excited, wondering what the festival games would be and what the food would taste like. But, your brain was more focused on Sukuna and his rather regal way of walking.

Normally, he'd always walk this way, but tonight seemed more mature and dignified in a sense. Not saying he wasn't normally, but it just felt fresh seeing Sukuna this way.

Relaxed. Carefree. Himself.

As the sounds of the festival grew stronger, so did the thundering drums and the growing aroma of fried food and snacks. The path was beginning to widen, growing around Sukuna as he led the way towards the lively town.

Once you saw the first few golden lanterns, you knew it was going to be fun for you.

The smells and colors made you feel hungry and excited all in one round. The festival had a gold, red, and white theme that you loved with a brand new burning passion. Somehow, it reminded you of tigers while looking around as your group started mingling with the crowd.

You could hear the drums beginning to stop playing as some other instruments began as you came to your first food stop.

It had these things called 'corn-dogs' that you and Sukuna were equally confused by. How could a hot dog, dipped in breading, be on a stick?

Looking up at Sukuna, who seemed more disgusted than anything, stared at the snack before taking a bite. There was a small notion that he might've liked the food he bit into, though the look on his face wasn't really pure happiness.

You swore you saw a smile though...

"Y/n, aren't you going to eat?"

Turning back to Uraume, who was eagerly biting into their own corn dog. They had a smile on their face and was chewing happily. You took a moment to look at the snack before biting into it and following Sukuna and Uraume over to one of the first festival games you guys ever played together.

That was before Uraume said they needed to shop last second.

"It'll be near the rugs shop that's a little ways past the food court we visited earlier," They said with a smile, bowing and heading in the other direction with a wave.

"Don't wait up on me!"

And with that, you and Sukuna were left alone to enjoy the festival games and food. You watched Uraume run off until you couldn't see them anymore before turning to Sukuna and seeing he was staring at their disappearing figure too.

"Sukuna, what should we do now?" You asked, holding your hands together as Sukuna continued to eat his snack.

"Hm? Oh, uh.." He started, looking around. "We could.. play games?"

Sukuna wasn't built for things like this..

You smile, grabbing one of Sukuna's additional hands and pulling him towards the game area. A flush of warmth met Sukuna's cheeks in those next few moments, eyes glued to your connected hands. He could tell that his feelings were getting the better of him the moment that everything around him began to blur and the noise of the music started dying down.

Your hand was so warm, and soft. Nothing like his at all. Sukuna was surprised that your hand was so different from his. His calloused hands and rough fingers compared to your delicate and gentle ones was so embarrassing for him.

But soon, you and Sukuna reached the game area and began playing. Uraume —who secretly had used shopping as an excuse to spy on you two— was watching not far away with a smile on their face.

You and Sukuna were oblivious to this, as you were both busy winning toy after toy and game after game. Sukuna's arms were soon filled with different toys like dragons, red pandas, and even a fox was in the litter with additional snacks and foods that Sukuna suggested would be best eaten somewhere more private.

There was another fireworks show going to start —your second one this year— and headed towards a hill Sukuna said had a better view of the sky and village.

Eventually, you and the King of Curses managed to make your way to the hill and sat down. Turns out he was right, you could see almost everything up there and even a bit of the festival's crowd. The grass there was nice and soft, and there was a small bundle of trees that grew towards the bottom.

"It's really nice up here!" You said after finishing your food and turning to flash Sukuna a smile. "It was a good idea to come up here to see the fireworks better!"

"Mhm.." He responded, chewing on a mochi ball he found at one of the food stalls.

Once the fireworks were booming in the sky, you decided to rest on the hill. Relaxing and laying back on the ground as you watched the light show in the sky. Sukuna didn't join you, as he continued to sit and look up at the stars and the bright colors that painted it in sparkles.

The trees around you begin to illuminate after them, the glow of the fireworks casting onto the leaves. It looked beautiful to watch them glow in different colors: pink, orange, yellow, blue. They were all pretty colors.

Even while you were laying down, you could tell Sukuna looked just as amazing as your surroundings.

His pink hair glowed like the leaves of the trees and his stoic face was mesmerizing. You couldn't help but start staring at him, watching him eat his snacks as he rested his cheek against his hand. A smile lifted your lips when he turned to you, though there was a pink dusting his cheeks when his eyes locked with yours.

Why were you staring at him? Was the question he was wanting to ask, though he felt that the atmosphere was too relaxing to just ask out of nowhere.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to stare!!" You laughed, making the cursed king blink a few times and blush more. "I couldn't help it, you looked really cool watching the fireworks."

Sukuna scoffed, looking forward to hide the rush of color that coated his hot cheeks. How in the world could you be so damn open when Sukuna could barely say a compliment without blushing up a storm?

He could hear your ruffling kimono as you sat up again, scooting yourself closer to him and looking up at the sky.

Gods, you were going to end him someday..

It was about time to go to sleep by the time the show ended, the sounds of crickets and things in the woods stirred to life. Sukuna stood rather quickly, gathering his trash and reaching a spare hand out for yours.

He'd be lying if he said that he didn't want to hold your hand.

"Come, we have to find a place to sleep," Sukuna said, letting your small hand grip onto his as he led you back down the hillside.

"I can't take us back to the shrine tonight, so we'll have to find an inn to stay at with Uraume. They usually book one per person, but I only brought enough money for two rooms."

You gave a nod, feeling warmth filling your cheeks as you began to wonder who was sleeping in the same room with who. Even as Sukuna found Uraume and headed towards an inn, you were still contemplating the idea as Sukuna lead you and Uraume inside a local inn and paid for the rooms.

Uraume took it upon themselves to taking a room alone...

..leaving you and Sukuna to share one.

The room that you had to share was large, with a single bed in the middle, since you couldn't get a two bed. And a slide-to-shut door that led to the outside hot springs that were there naturally.

"That's.. fine." Sukuna said, a strained tone to his voice as he made his way to one of the rooms. Uraume gave their goodbyes and goodnight as they left in the other direction for their room.

A smirk was hidden on their face as they turned and watched you and Sukuna disappear into the shared room. They began to wonder what you'd do in their.

Would you both talk? Kiss? Do dirty, unspeakable things?

Whatever they thought you'd do with him wasn't accomplished, as you placed a tatami mat on the floor (against Sukuna's wishes, weirdly enough) and tried to get some sleep.

Sleep though wouldn't come easily as you were tossing and turning all night, the dreams of that wedding with Sukuna getting more and more vivid and real. Even some details seemed to change, like the color of Sukuna's yukata or the height of the woman and her appearance until it looked weirdly like you.

She had the hair, face, and body. Almost everything was the same.

Well, except for the fact you looked older somehow.

As you were left awake in your tatami mat, you stared up at the ceiling until you heard the sounds of the doors leading outside opening and closing. If you weren't silent, you may never have heard it. You did though, as you sat up and watched a large shadow leave the paper-thin door.

Looking over, you realized that it was Sukuna leaving.

He wasn't in bed, but you couldn't understand why he wanted to leave. So, as you felt your master needed some help, you got up and joined him despite it being rather nippy outside. Outside wasn't all that bad though as you caught sight of Sukuna soon in the hot springs.

He was sitting in the springs with the shorts he wore to bed discarded on a rock ledge nearby. Feeling another wave of warmth on your cheeks and a flutter in your heart, you stepped out of the shadows until Sukuna's eyes came to rest on yours.

Obviously, he wasn't in the least embarrassed by your sudden appearance. Sukuna noticed that you tended to follow him around, like a little lost lamb.

"Evening," Was all he muttered before resting his head back on the towel he had found.

You jumped a little, though you stepped up to the springs and sat on the ledge. Resting your feet into the warm water.

"Evening, Sukuna."

A silence was shared as you both relaxed for a moment before Sukuna lifted his head again and motioned for you to enter the springs too.

"You can join me if you wish."

Quickly you declined though Sukuna wasn't one to be shot down easily. He made his way over to your resting figure and picked you up, making you squeal as he rested your feet further into the warm water and let you sit on some dry rocks.

"Undress," He said, tugging on the hem of your night gown. "You looked stressed, this will help."

Blinking back confusion, Sukuna rolled his eyes and began lifting your night gown. A wave of heat washed over your being as you embarrassingly agreed and he stopped. The smirk that twisted his lips made you mentally burst.

Sukuna returned to his seat and closed his eyes as you undressed, letting you get into the water and relax before he opened his eyes again to smile at you. You felt warm and relaxed like Sukuna said you would, and you'd be a liar if you didn't say that this helped a little.

"The festival was fun," You commented, rocking yourself from side to side as you looked over at the cursed being.

"Mhm, it was rather enjoyable," Sukuna replied, scratching his cheek with one of his fingernails and sighing. "Uraume ditching us wasn't meant to happen though. I hope they got clothing for you, at least."

You laughed at this, letting the conversation with Sukuna continue. On your end, it was like any normal talk with someone, but Sukuna found it rather interesting. Exciting, even.

Hearing your voice about something that interested you, even if it was for a few hours, sounded nice coming from you. Like the world wasn't going to fall apart if you told it not to, somehow.

As the conversation continued, Sukuna couldn't help but feel a black pit in his gut. A swelling guilt that sat right in his stomach as he stood and beckoned you over to join him. You obeyed, of course, and grabbed a bar of soap Sukuna said he was wanting to use. It was this feeling thing again; Sukuna's heart telling him to tell you now while he had the chance to.

Taking breath after breath, moment after moment, Sukuna couldn't do it.

And the tension between you two was easy to notice; a knife could cut through it, there was so much. It was practically deafening as Sukuna's hands began to guide themselves over your shoulders and back. Washing and created suds on your skin as his mind went blank and his eyes glued to your curves.

You didn't take much notice either, simply looking back up at the King of Curses and feeling your cheeks heat up a little at the glazed over look. Sukuna was laser focused on getting you cleaned, even daring to let a nail or two dig too close to your thighs and scrub at your skin roughly.

Making sure that you were clean.

"S-Sukuna, you're getting really close.." You mumbled out as the cursed male blinking and regained his thought process.

He had indeed gotten close —dangerously close, in fact— and was looming over you. The mouth on his stomach in fact licked its lips in a rather odd way, making Sukuna's sudden shock more intense.

Although the moment was tense, he couldn't pull away.

Sukuna wanted to get closer, closer than close. To hold and hug you. To let your small and fragile body be pressed against his in such a way that'd make the curse forget how to speak. It was so tempting to just press himself against you, to hold your waist in his large hands and just squeeze enough to make you squeak in surprise.

While his mind was elsewhere, you had somewhat turned with your arms covering your chest to stare up at him.

His sudden silence confused and worried you. Did you upset him? Maybe you shouldn't have said anything.

Now, fully facing him, you reach up a shaky hand and let it rest on Sukuna's forearm. The sudden touch made him jerk back a little, and the shock of surprise overtaking him was rather adorable in your opinion. Rather than removing your hand and shooting you a glare as you expected, Sukuna's eyes seemed to soften and a hand came up to cup your small face.

It was like that moment under the tree at home all over again..

"Y/n.." Sukuna's voice caught you off guard as your mind wandered to back then, blinking a few times as you looked up at him.

He looked so much softer in this moment, as if something in his mind had changed. His complexion showed raw emotions that you didn't know about, but the look that he was giving you was intense and made butterflies swirl around in your stomach.

You felt so small, yet so big in his gaze..

"I have to say something.." You could feel warmth pooling into your heart, a sudden beat being skipped as Sukuna started speaking.

"Honestly, I don't know when this started, but it's important I tell you. For me, and for you."

Why was your heart racing?

Sukuna's eyes seem to glow as he utters his words quietly. "I've been feeling a certain way about you for a while.."

You could hear your heart's beat getting louder and louder as the air around you thickened and became harder to breath. Feelings in your chest began to swell, as if something you've wanted to hear for months was beginning to be said.

Sukuna's small smile was enough to make you want to do things in those romance books you've been reading.

To kiss him..

There was a sudden tug as Sukuna pulled you closer, something you never knew you needed until then. With your hands placed on his tanned skin, you looked up at him with eyes that sent a wave of emotion through Sukuna's body that was new but welcomed.

As if by pure luck you suddenly understood. It was something you had hoped for for months.

Almost as soon as the thought left your brain, you felt your heart stop. Desperate to hear those words spill from his lips, to lay a claim over you. The urge to kiss Sukuna only swelling deeper and more powerful in your body, even your lips tingled with excitement.

Sukuna dipped his head closer, a smile on his face as his voice seemed to turn into honey and coating your heart in a warmth that made your heart spin. You didn’t even understand what it was, or why your lower regions seemed to react in a similar way to your heart..

"Y/n, I want you to be mine."

a/n:: Finally, part 8 is posted! I hope you guys all love this chapter like I did and can't wait for the next one. I hope to post the next few chapters earlier when I manage to finish them. This was such a great chapter to write, and i love all the supporters loving over it. ><

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