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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐑 ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆୨ৎ

𝐓𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞,

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞,

𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐧𝐮𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐬,

𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬.

𝑽𝑶𝑳𝑼𝑴𝑬 𝑰: 𝑨𝑲𝑨𝑵𝑬’𝑺 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲

𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅! 🦌☕📖❄...........akane aka @haravath0t & i have decided to come together for some cute holiday festivities! here, you will find fics posted from thanksgiving all the way up to december 26 that will hopefully get you and your bloboros in the holiday spirit. please enjoy ♡

𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆! 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠' 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 ⊹ ‧₊˚ ౨ৎ

☃ = beware! this forbiden snowman will lead you to works with smut!

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

"you're a mean one, mr. grinch" || miguel o'hara x filipina!reader

"and so, the grinch's heart grew three sizes". | in which your grumpy husband thinks it's feasibly too early to start decorating for christmas, but knows better than to mess with a filipina and her christmas decorations.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

POV: glam-mas with sugar daddy!ransom drysdale || visual board + blurb

“breakfast at tiffany’s and bottles with bubbles, girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble. lashes and diamonds, atm machines, buy myself all of my favorite things.” | in which your sugar daddy makes christmas an entire affair of spoils for you.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟑 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

a husband's guide to gift giving || satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro, ryomen sukuna, aoi todo.

how they are as gift givers (how soon do they shop, do they shop late, etc.)

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟒 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

POV: ice skating with steve rogers || visual board + blurb

the captain surprises you with an impromptu skate date.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟓 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

a husband's guide to noche buena || the fushiguros, the getos, satoru gojo, kento nanami x filipina!reader

christmas eve is when the real party starts for fellow filipinos. how do your husbands navigate the celebration?

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟔 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

POV: you and harry potter's first christmas. || visual board + blurb

you and harry are officially moved into your new apartment. it's safe to say that the first christmas spent together in your shared home is a special one.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟕 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

"butter, sugar, flour" || toji fushiguro (feat. baby megumi)

the sorcerer killer sure kills it at decorating cookies.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟖 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ "is santa here yet?" || dad!satoru gojo

in which you and satoru finally have some alone time…but baby gojo is vigilantly watching for santa’s arrival.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟗 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ "been an angel all year" || suguru geto

in which trying on dresses for a holiday party turns into a dressing room quickie.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟎 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ a husband's guide to drunken confessions || satoru goji, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro, shiu kong, aoi todo.

in true hallmark movie fashion, the holiday party ends with drunken professions of love.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟏 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ POV: you and miguel o'hara are under cover || visual board + blurb

reader and miguel are undercover at a corporate christmas party spying on an enemy. things get a little steamy when their relationship is questioned.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟐 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ "i saw mommy kissing santa claus" || suguru geto

it’s nanako and mimiko’s first christmas, and suguru wants to make it special by dressing up as santa claus. chaos ensues when they catch their mom kissing santa.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟑 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ a husband's guide to presents || satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro, aoi todo

who thinks of themselves as your present vs. who thinks of you as their present

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟒 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ "undisclosed desires" || toji fushiguro

sparring in the snow turns into a heated exchange.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟓 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

POV: a white christmas with steve rogers || visual board + blurb

spending your first christmas away from the avengers up in the mountains in a cozy cabin, sharing childhood stories and heartfelt professions.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟔 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

a husband's guide to taking the kids to see santa || satoru gojo, toji fushiguro, kento nanami.

it's the time of the year in which you and your husband take the kids to the mall to meet santa.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟕 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

POV: christmas as mamaguro (feat. baby megumi)

christmas morning in the fushiguro household. all is well.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟖 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

a husband's guide to christmas recitals || steve rogers, andy barber, ransom drysdale, lloyd hansen, curtis everett

in which it's finally time to watch your kids perform.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟗 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

"chestnuts roasting on an open fire" || kento nanami

a cozy day spent baking and decorating christmas cakes with your husband.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟎 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

a husband's guide to mistletoe || satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro, aoi todo.

uh oh! there's a mistletoe hanging above you!

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟏 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃️ "i'll crawl home to her" || ryomen sukuna

christmas miracles do happen. like sukuna finally reuniting with his long lost queen of curses after centuries.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟐 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

"i'm mrs. snow, till death we'll be freezing" || dad!satoru gojo

satoru decides to spend the holidays with just you and your child much to the gojo clan's dismay. christmas is filled with fun and laughter with no responsibilities in sight.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟑 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃️ a rockstar's guide to romance || rockstar!choso kamo

so...you're officially a rockstar's girl, huh?

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟒 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃️ a college student's guide to romance || college au!choso kamo

choso as your scary yet shy college boyfriend.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟓 °❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☃ "i'll be home for christmas" || toji fushiguro

you knew that toji and megumi were a package deal, but the togetherness of the holiday season caused insecurity regarding your role as a mother to the toddler to arise. a particular mission puts everything in perspective for you.

#miguel o’hara x reader #satoru gojo x reader #suguru geto x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #ryoment sukuna x reader #aoi todo x reader #shiu kong x reader #jjk x reader #steve rogers x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #andy barber x reader #curtis everett x reader

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ALL WORKS ARE FOR THOSE 18+ ONLY.

𖥔 indicates smut

✶ indicates dark elements

By ☽ @moonlight-prose ☾

𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒 | steve grant

in a small shop overflowing with piles of books, steven grant meets you. someone who fancies romance even more than him. someone he could see himself falling for. yet when life drags you together and you're tested with the reality of loving not only one man, but two, you find that some stories are better kept secret. and that the moon offers more than meets the eye.

By ★ Jen ★ @jen-with-a-pen

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 | Art Student!Frat Brother!Steve Rogers

The start of the week that changed everything. Bucky and Sam propose something that Steve shouldn't have agreed to. A good brother is a good brother, though... right?

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 | Art Student!Frat Brother!Steve Rogers

Steve already feels like a fish out of water at the gym. An encounter with a girl and Bucky leaves him gasping for air and grasping for what the hell is going on behind Bucky's frat boy facade. At least he gets some sweet relief, some coffee, and some courage, when he see his favorite barista

By ✬ Heather ✬ @astrorogers

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 - 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒 | "the nutcracker" ballet

Do people write fanfic about ballets? I dunno, but I am today so here we go-

By ✵ Selene ✵ @fluffyprettykitty

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐘 | vampire!sam wilson

childhood friend to forever protector who was your guardian angel truly?

𖥔 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐎 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 | billy russo

By 𖠰 𝐍𝐚𝐭 𖠰 @the-iceni-bitch

𖥔 𝐒𝐄𝐀 𝐅𝐎𝐀𝐌 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 | sea witch!caecelia Brunnhilde x female!reader

being the lover and plaything of the witch queen of the baltic sea is more fulfilling than you ever would have imagined. and she adores displaying you for her court.

𖥔 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇 | nymph!wanda maximoff x goddess!reader

Your sweet nymph loves to play coy, but you know the chase excites you both. She smells even sweeter than the flowering meadows and the spring sunshine, she is yours.

By 𓆸 Rika 𓆸 @fushic0re

𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐌𝐑 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐇 | miguel o’hara x filipina reader

“And so, the Grinch’s heart grew three sizes” || in which your grumpy husband thinks it’s feasibly too early to start decorating for Christmas, but knows better than to mess with a Filipina and her decorations.

𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐌-𝐌𝐀𝐒 | sugar daddy!ransom drysdale visual board and blurb

“Breakfast at Tiffany’s and bottles of bubbles. Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble. Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines, buy myself all of my favorite things.”

𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 | satoru gojo, toji fushigoro, ryoment sukuna, and aoi todo

how they are as gift givers (how soon do they shop, do they shop late, etc.)

𝐈𝐂�� 𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 | steve rogers visual board and blurb

“Snowflake, I catch you tonight. Catch you and keep you on ice, my love. Snowflake, you know you’re the only one. There’s no one like you, so I’m gonna hide you, my sweet.”

𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐀 | satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, and toji fushigoro x filipina!reader

so, it’s officially the night of december 24, also known as the most important day for filipinos, also known as…..the noche buena incident. time to bring your man home and see if he can survive in a houseful of nosey, all too-happy go-lucky filipinos.

By ☆ Stella ☆ @a-lumos-in-the-nox

𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 | druig x black!female oc

Flower & Druig are relaxing outside in the summer.

𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌 | neville longbottom x black!female oc

Ruby Morgan is the new Charms Professor at Hogwarts this year. What happens when she gets close to a certain soft and sweet Herbology professor. These two become the talk of the school on just their chemistry alone & their not even together…yet.

By ☁︎☽ Cocoa ☁︎☽ @cocoamoonmalfoy @darksideofthecocoamoon 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 | life’s perfect ache!paul atreides x black!reader

Paul isn’t beating the ‘men are babies when they’re sick’ allegations

✶ 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 | soft!dark lee bones x black!reader

“You want a revelation, You want to get right, But it's a conversation, I just can't have tonight”

By ⚘ Akane ⚘ @haravath0t

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐇'𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐒 | althaim x reader

the local intelligent but stoic scribe alhaitham is minding his own business in the house of daena. it is only when you partake in some random antics in light of the holiday season that his eyes leave the work on his hands.

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁 | 40’s!steve rogers x reader

the holidays are nearing, and he cannot help but feel excited looking for trees with you now that he has a lot more strength than he used to

𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐒 | neuvillette, zhongli, ayato, tartaglia

meeting the in-laws during the holidays…how does that work? (genshin men x Filipina!reader)

𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁 | 40’s!bucky barnes x reader

the most handsome man in brooklyn is here to take you to the rink.

𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐀 | the forgers

the night of christmas eve has come! are the dishes a pass or fail? ask anya.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 | royal au!loki x reader

the prince has his eyes on you in this winter ball, but does he know you're a mere peasant?

By ❥ Courtney ❥ @chasingmidnights

𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝟕: 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒 | ari levinson

A mad scientist and his wife. What’s that saying, curiosity killed the…

𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝟖: 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐓? | johnny storm

A story of a stalker taking things a little too far.

𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝟗: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍 | andy barber

A variation of the Headless Horseman.

By ☪︎ Gina ☪︎ @slvttyfied

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 | chef!ari levinson x black!reader

Cause baby I can build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me and every day is like a battle but every night with us is like a dream

#writers cafe boost ☕️♡#writer’s cafe monthly masterlist #☕️ november 2023 ☕️

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FIVE THINGS ♡ SUKUNA RYOMEN

trueform!sukuna ryomen x gn!reader

ingredients? five things sukuna only experienced once he got into a relationship with you, the ups and the downs, the highs and the lows.

what's it? fluff and angst

allergen warning/s? sukuna may be a little ooc because i wrote my favorite genre of sukuna: soft sukuna, reader wears a dress (no pronouns are mentioned), swearing (because it's me), blood, violence, kidnapping, death, sukuna goes feral, loud sounds (screaming/stomping/etc), both sukuna and reader are kinda mean, comfort (both sukuna and reader receiving), parents not having a good relationship, maybe typos but i proofread this more than i usually do so i'm hoping there aren't any :D

sugar level? 6.1k

regulars? @hanayanetwork @tahonet @tokyometronetwork

parlor's note? okay so this has elements of royal au because here, sukuna is in his trueform and he rules over a kingdom, but jujutsu is still a thing, curses are still a thing, he is still the king of curses, etc. here, malevolent shrine is a place in sukuna's kingdom and is not something that only appears whenever he activates domain expansion. also, i made stuff up from sukuna's past because.. content :D

fyi: the phrase in quotation marks at the beginning and end of this work are filipino song lyrics.

written for @mrskodzuken's home collab. thank you so much for letting me join the collab bby !!

also if you noticed me reposting this because it wouldn’t show up in the tags, no you didn’t :D

bon appetit!

"MAGKAHAWAK ang ating kamay at walang kamalay-malay..."

i. it was an odd sight, really, to see a huge hulking body getting embraced by a much smaller one. especially if said hulking body was bloodied - it filled his chest with pride to brag that it was not his blood that was spilled. well, the majority of it, anyway - and littered with tattoos from his front, his back, his arms, and to his face as well, but that was the usual sight inside the palace whenever sukuna came home to his lover.

everyday he came home to you, you were grateful. never did you take his health for granted though many times he did tell you to not fret -- that there was nothing to be frightened of in the first place. still, you couldn't help but be worried every time he passed through the front door in the morning and by the time he returned in the evening, you'd breathe out a sigh of relief. today is no different, only there were a few more gashes on him than usual. you were not able to identify if they were deep enough to cause worry or not though. you knew he could have used his reverse curse technique which led to the question why not? you had two guesses: one) he wanted you to help him because whether he admitted it or not, he did like it whenever you fussed over him. and two) he has been severely weakened to the point of being physically unable to use it. but regardless, as always, his posture was perfect, radiating confidence and self-assurance so you figured it was the former reason and you did not hesitate to jump on him the minute his feet met the white and light brown cat welcome mat you bought for the palace.

"kuna! welcome back, my king. i've missed you." you did not mind that now, there were bound to be splotches of red on your favorite nightwear as you wrapped your arms around his neck and held him tight. of course you could only do that because he leaned down to pick you up. the curse towered over you the way he did with most of his opponents.

his arms, three of them engulfed your frame as well, relishing in the warmth your body has brought to him while you buried your face in the crook of his neck. one of his hands was still carrying his staff, the one that had the sharpest blade on the end of it, enhanced by his cursed energy. he merely chuckled as he pulled away, now balancing you on his hip. "my love, i told you that you had nothing to worry about, didn't i?" as always, his words were teasing, but there was a fondness in his eyes that was only reserved for the times he was gazing upon your form. "you have, yes. countless times. i can't help it though. you are my love." you stated plainly.

he only shook his head, setting you back down on the ground gently. you could see it in his demeanor he was about to start joking with you soon, he was not the best at voicing out his emotions. ""my love" sounds a lot better than '"kuna." there was a scowl on his lips, but a blush on his cheeks at the same time. and he did not dare to look you in the eyes either, preferring to stare straight ahead where the bathroom was -- he already knew the drill: if he came home bloodied and wounded, you would take care of him there.

you were silent for a moment and sukuna was starting to think you took it seriously when you shouldn't have, but it was all for naught. "okay then, if you don't like being called 'kuna, would you rather have me call you sukunnie instead."

and at that, the curse actually let out a bleghh sound the same time he jumped away from you making you laugh. it was a genuine one -- undoubtedly sukuna's favorite sound in the world. "absolutely not" he roared, the tone of his already deep and intimidating voice strict and unwavering. if he wasn't sukuna and you weren't you, you may have been scared for your life, but since that wasn't the case, you weren't. in fact, you felt quite the opposite.

smiling as he sat down on the toilet seat which already had its lid down, you grabbed the box from under the sink: it is what held everything you needed to patch the king back up to the best of your abilities -- anything that was out of your control was handled by him and his reverse curse technique.

you started off by putting on the sterile gloves on both of your hands, careful not to put the one intended for the left one on the right. "you sure you don't like sukunnie? i think i can get used to calling you that." you ripped open a pack of alcohol wipes and started to clean his wounds. thankfully for you, he looked worse than he actually is: covered in dried blood that isn't his and superficial scars that wouldn't even need stitches.

"don't push your luck, brat. there's a reason why they refer to me as the undisputed king of curses."

you pursed your lips pulling your hand away and grabbing a clean rag and putting it under a running sink. "so is "brat" the single insult in your vocabulary? can you call me something else for a change?"

ii. "my king! i'm back!" you sang into palace as you threw the door open, only to be met by nothing but the surprised stares of sukuna's servants making your face heat up as you gently closed the door behind you.

they stopped the chore that they were doing prior to you coming home and curtsied "welcome back, lady/lord [l/n], lord sukuna is in the palace's office."

still embarrassed, you let out nothing but a small oh, one you weren't even sure if they heard, yet at that point, you could not get yourself to care. you lightly bowed your head to them as a thanks before going to where they said sukuna was. your hand tightened a fraction of a bit around the gift you have bought from him while you were doing chores outside because of the awkward interaction, but you were careful that you did not ruin the beautiful things which were able to capture your eye only a few minutes ago.

when you got to the library, you exhaled, panting slightly due to the rush you took running to this room so you can greet him properly. after all, it was not everyday sukuna took a break from being away from you for a whole day, engaging in combat. you might as well make the most of it.

your knock on the door was the only thing that could be heard throughout the empty hallways, the sound of skin and muscle covered bone rasping against dark colored wood that has been there for centuries on end. "'kuna? it's me, [y/n]." you made sure that your voice is soft, although you were well-aware you did not have to. sukuna has the focus of a god, and when interrupted, the way he remained relaxed and in-control is just as god-like. still, while it made no difference to him, you wanted to do so.

you waited for the "come in" spoken in his deep, gravelly voice before twisting the doorknob and walking inside the room, packed with different books from floor to ceiling.

this was the reason for sukuna's wide range of knowledge and wisdom about jujutsu and sorcerers. the books were all in different languages, there were ones that are in languages no longer spoken such as latin, ones that are in his native tongue, ones in filipino, french, spanish, dutch. sukuna once told you that the books that held the most valuable information was written in symbols you tried to comprehend when he showed it to you, only to fail. to your inexperienced eyes, it all looked like meaningless doodles, like what would be seen on the walls in children's bedrooms, written in crayon. sukuna made it clear to you that it was not the case.

you spotted the king of curses sat on the grandest chair there, admittedly it was more of a throne than a chair. it was made out of pure gold, freshly-waxed from the looks of it. perhaps you'd be able to glance at your reflection if you were near enough. the seat of it along with the front of the backrest and a section of both armrests was covered in lamb skin that was dyed red for comfort. he was reading a book that was new, if you were not mistaken. the code on its spine was unfamiliar and so was the navy blue colored velvet that covered it. it was gigantic. if someone threw it at a human being and said human was hit on the head, you're sure they'd end up with a concussion.

two of sukuna's arms were on the armrest, his head on his palm, while the other two, the top ones were on the large table that matched the look of the chair he sat on. on it alongside the book was sukuna's journal where he wrote down important notes related to anything and everything jujutsu.

he did not look up when he heard the door slam shut, not when he heard your footsteps approaching. he continued writing on instead. much to everyone's surprise, his handwriting was actually quite beautiful. it made it seem like the words he wrote was a eloquent poem addressed to a lover living in a foreign land instead of ways to end a pesky jujutsu sorcerer's life.

you put a hand on his shoulder and kissed his cheek briefly. even with him sitting down and you standing up, you were still just as tall as he was. "my love, i have returned." you murmured, tucking a stray piece of his cotton candy hair into the shell of his ear when it fell in front of his face, obstructing his view.

it was only then he took a good look at you since the moment you left earlier in the morning after you took a shower and ate a healthy breakfast. you saw a shadow of a smile grace his lips as his eyes, all of them gazed upon your form. it stopped when it reached your hand and a snarl took over his face. "what is that?" venom dripped off of his voice, as if disgusted by your gift.

it was a bright bouquet of flowers you had the intention of giving to him: a variety of carnations the same shade as his hair were in it along with spotless white baby's breaths, and finally, a few pieces of black roses that wasn't there initially, you just bought them separately then added them in yourself knowing it'd look much better and suit the person you're gifting it to more.

"it's a present i got you!" you smiled at him brightly as you landed it over. his eyebrows were knit together, but he accepted it anyway. you could even hear him mutter a small smells nice from under his breath. you know he would deny it though. "why?" in his mind, he recalls if it's your anniversary and he forgot. it wasn't.

to that you could do nothing but shrug. "i dunno. was walking around outside and thought of buying it for you." he still eyed you suspiciously making you laugh and raise your hands up in mock surrender. "i got nothing up my sleeve, 'kuna. i promise." you laughed.

he rolled his eyes and huffed as a response to that, pulling out his chair and patting his lap when he was done. his eyes did not meet yours. instead, it was trained on the window in front of the table, to the side of him. there were some hummingbirds perched fluttering about and from where the two of you were, on the third story of the palace, you could still see the hustle and bustle of the little village you ruled over though the curses seemed more like ants than what they were. it was still early in the morning, eight thirty or so, it seemed like they were still enjoying the feeling of sunlight on their skin. you did not know if he was deep in thought, you're aware he's not used to this, or if he was just flustered by your sign of affection and wanted to escape your gaze. regardless, you pressed your lips to his mandible and sat down on his lap.

with that, he set the bouquet down on your lap and moved the chair closer to the table again, resuming with what he was doing before you returned home to him along with the fleeting promise of your gift being taken care of later when he was done. it was to be sat in the finest vase in your house and settled upon the antique bedside table in the master bedroom.

his writing, though both the look and meaning of which is pure gibberish to you, was still pleasant to look at. you could not help yourself, your hand, your finger traced every symbol written in an elegant font, handwritten by your love.

he chuckles, his head planted on your shoulder. "do you understand what it says, my love?" he kisses along your jawline when you shake your head. you felt a small, gentle, warm gust of wind on the side of your face as he chuckles at your answer. "didn't expect you to. would you like me to teach you?" and while you couldn't say you didn't have an interest in it, you also couldn't say you'd ever find a use to it. you aren't a curse, nor are you a curse user, nor are you a jujutsu sorcerer. you still found yourself nodding though, longing to hear the rasp of sukuna's voice whenever he talked.

iii. sukuna was a busy man that was needed by all at all times. that is something you're aware of even before getting into a relationship with him so going a few weeks without much time to spend with each other didn't particularly upset you. was it something you liked? enjoyed? absolutely not, but you understood that as the king of curses, he has many duties and responsibilities. there will be times where the only interaction you're going to have within a day is the kiss you plant on his lips as a greeting of good morning and cuddling up to him at night as you slept. but much like you, sukuna wasn't content with this at all.

because of that, he promised you that today was just going to be about the two of you and no one else. he'd engage in no battles, nor entertain petty concerns from his people. after all, he worked until midnight yesterday so everything would work out today. besides that, he trusted uraume enough. if something non-urgent were to go wrong, they'd be able to deal with it. sukuna believed that within the depths of his gut. he wouldn't have left the responsibilities into their capable shoulders if he didn't.

the early morning was no different than the others. he, a being who did not need sleep only let you rest in the comfort of his mighty arms and relish in the warmth of his body throughout the night. he watched you, memorized your features the way he always does because everyday, with every battle he partakes in, he is reminded of your mortality. of how incredibly fragile you are, especially compared to someone like him.

he never took any second he got to spend with you for granted and was currently searching for a technique, or anything really, that granted you the power of immortality so the both of you would be able to spend eternity forever.

though of course, he'd only use it if you wanted him to.

his train of thought got cut off when you woke up, snuggling further into his arms and pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose. "g'morning, 'kuna-bear,"

he found himself scrunching his face up at the nickname, the same thing he always did when you used one on him, but couldn't find it in himself to say anything negative about it because you were always so cute when you woke up. breakfast was uneventful.

you didn't talk much, too busy munching on the chicken congee his servants prepared for the two of you. the only thing that could be heard was the quiet shuffling of the other beings in the house, the clinking of your spoons on the ceramic bowls, the chewing, and the occasional crunch when you came across a piece of ginger.

he rose fluidly the moment he was done - he was always the first one to finish his meal - setting his utensils on the kitchen sink before walking towards you, leaning down to wrap an arm around your waist and press a fleeting kiss to the crown of your head. "i'm just gonna deal with some things, then i am entirely yours for the rest of the day. get dressed and done with your morning routine."

always true to his word, the moment you walked back down to the den of his palace, he was already there.

for the special occasion, he was not dressed in his usual kimono. you guessed that he found the dress you were planning on wearing today and used a kimono of the same color so you could match. there were little white wavy lines on the lining of his, so sheer that if you did not look close enough, you would not be able to notice it, but the detail did make the clothing look more put together than it already is.

you'd never know it, but as you walked towards him, he saw you in slow motion, something he has never experienced before.

if someone told him that you've used some sort of love technique on him, he wouldn't doubt it for a second.

because here he is, feeling a breath hitch in his throat when you smiled and blinked up at him, clad in a flowy, floor-length sundress that's in your favorite color -- the same color he deemed as his favorite now as well, undoubtedly because of your great influence on him and the fact that he associates that color with you, his favorite living being in the whole universe. the only organism able to put him on his knees in surrender.

you spun around in a circle, resting both hands on your hips when you were done. "so, what'd you think?"

his arms opened, his eyes softened as he muttered "perfect, darling. simply perfect, as always."

iv. this is what he was always worried about.

it wasn't like he did not have enough confidence in his skills. how could it be that when he has his monstrous form and wide amount of land he was able to protect to prove that he was anything but weak and incapable. but it was another thing when you were involved.

"goddamnit!" he swore, looking at you, caged and dirtied and bruised and scared behind his foe.

how could he be so irresponsible?

was it because he never thought this could possibly happen? no. this was his worst fear, what proverbially kept him up at night.

perhaps it was because it never happened to him before. no one in his over one thousand years of living ever had the courage to swarm the malevolent shrine, severely injure all of his men - right now sukuna couldn't care less about them - and take his beloved captive, to use them as bait in a clash.

"you're going to die a slow and painful death." he promised his enemy. he said the death sentence of sorts lowly, slowly, with clenched fists at the sight, but he knew he couldn't just charge in. it would be too dangerous for you and he would never forgive himself if he hurt you, whether it be simply by accident. him forgiving himself for leaving you in the house without his protection was already unlikely. he doesn't need another reason to beat himself up internally.

when sukuna first fell in love with you, he promised you would never see the sukuna that everyone feared because he did not wish to frighten you. he did not want to expose you to such violence, violence that he was handing out to people who were daring and arrogant enough to oppose him, but when your life is on the line, he would not be able to hold back when breaking that rule he set for himself.

he will make this foolish puppet pay and mourn about how they never should have dragged you in this in the first place because they shouldn't have. that did not change the fact that he did. as much as you were almighty sukuna ryomen's weakness, you were also his strength.

he used his wits in battle more than he usually did compared to his former clashes with other sorcerers, fellow curses, or curse users. most of the time, sukuna would be able to pull off a damaging technique to his opponent right then and there by pure brute strength, but not today. he was too powerful. he did not know how strong his opponent is and if he put just a bit too much pressure on the poor soul, he might hurt you by accident as well. he wasn't risking that. every single one of his attacks were well-thought-out, honed and polished by years upon years of rich experience. his main goal was to make him move away from you and when he was able to accomplish that, that was when he seized his moment and charged in at full speed.

his opponent was not as well-versed in hand-to-hand combat or cursed technique. his brain is what helped him get to where he is right now, but the moment he saw the king of curses running at him, a crazed look in his ruby eyes, he froze up like a deer caught in headlights, unable to deal with the agonizing amount of pressure he had brought upon himself.

he had nothing but his pride to blame.

sukuna did not think twice and ripped him apart, limb from the trunk, joint from joint, flesh from bone.

it was a gruesome, bloody sight.

the man's body was in separate piles on the ground that is painted in a red from his own blood.

as he had said previously, sukuna made sure he suffered severely as he died. he was merciless, a savage as he pulled out his heart and spinal cord last.

the curse's eyes widened when he realized that you were there the whole time. you saw how he murdered his foe, although tortured would be a more fitting word. you heard the maniacal laugh he let out while the bloodbath continued.

he felt his heart tighten up as he turned around to face you, a surprised look on your face.

you heard the stories, how could you avoid them when there were so many of them? but you never actually thought your lover could be so brutal as he never showed any sort of violence towards you, even in his moments of what seemed like pure anger and disdain.

with a gentle gaze, careful not to scare you, he walked towards where you sat curled up in a ball. the padlock and chain was easy enough to destroy, all it needed was a tug from him and it was gone. the hardest part of it was seeing how you flinched and buried your face on your knees. from his position outside the cage his enemy imprisoned you in, he could hear the sniffles you let out.

"[y/n], you're safe now. you're safe with me." he hoped you didn't notice how his voice shook because if this was the reason you left him, he'd rise up every morning with regret clogging up his throat. "it's just me, just your 'kuna. come on out so we can go back home."

his heart started beating again when you shuffled over to him and buried yourself into his chest, not minding the still-wet stains of blood that was definitely getting all over you.

"thank you, 'kuna. was so scared. h-he just stormed into our house while i was having my afternoon nap and then i-i started to hear gunshots and screaming. next thing i knew, i-i-" you couldn't even finish your sentence. not that sukuna needed you to. he could only imagine how terrifying it could have been for you, getting woken up by murder in what's supposed to be your safe place.

"i'm here now, my love. no one is going to hurt you." he stepped over a piece of the corpse and cast a technique to warp you both back to his kingdom.

"i'll teach you the basics of jujutsu when you're all better, okay, sweetheart?"

the only thing you could muster up at that moment was a small nod.

v. you rushed up the stairs to your bedroom so the both of you could get some more privacy. from behind you, you could hear his loud, heavy footsteps making each step moan and groan as he stomped on them with such force. the same amount of force he put in when he caught the door only to slam it shut when you closed it on him. "i just want you to be stronger!"

"and i just want a little break! we have been going at this for six months straight and i'm tired!"

his voice roared throughout the castle for the nth time that day. "and if you get abducted again? what? are you just going to cry like you did before?" his servants could hear him from downstairs and even they couldn't help the way they flinched at the rough tone of his voice. sure, they've heard him infuriated before, but this was something else. not to mention that all this anger was directed at you. they did not expect this at all. sukuna was always in control of his temper, especially when it came to you, the main priority in his existence.

"how dare you?" you screamed at him, "do you think i didn't try to defend myself back then? i'm so sorry i'm not the sukuna ryomen, but i tried my best!"

"and your best wasn't enough!-" he wasn't trying to be mean. he was just naturally honest, brutally so, and right now, he couldn't control the way the words poured out of him, no matter how vicious they were. he was doing this for you, for fuck's sake. couldn't you be a bit more cooperative? all he wanted to do was help you be more capable of defending yourself. he had nothing but your safety in mind, so why were you being so difficult about it? "that's why i'm helping you be better, yet here you are whining about it!"

"because i'm tired!" you exclaimed, exasperatedly throwing your hands up in the air. "i haven't even mentally recovered from being kidnapped, and here you are, already pushing me to do new things and making me relive it!"

sukuna's pointed stare faltered a bit at your words out of pure guilt. you were right, it has only been a few months since your abduction, and here he was pushing you to your limit. plus, he didn't even let a week pass after the incident before he started to teach you jujutsu which he claimed was basic, when it reality, it was only basic to a being like him who has been practicing the art for what seemed like forever.

he could have argued that it was for your sake, trying to drive the point one more time, but something about the look on your face made him stop and keep his lips pursed instead.

you looked down at the marble floor your feet were atop of. one more step and they'd be resting on the fluffy cream-colored fluffy carpet that surrounded the floor by your large bed. you heaved a heavy sigh, and exhaled it out with a chuckle, a shake of your head. "y'know, i'm starting to see the sukuna that everyone warned me about."

suddenly the air stood still, there was a deafening silence that fell across the room, so much so that one would be able to hear a pin drop if it did. the chances of sukuna's servants hearing the devastating words leave your mouth and holding in their breaths was low. the walls that surrounded the both of you were as thick as his skin. the only reason they heard the two of you fighting there a few minutes prior was because you were shouting, as if speaking louder would make you correct when it did not work like that. but still, the shuffling that usually resounded as they tended to their various chores throughout the palace stopped at the very moment.

"fuck." there was a hint of something desperate in your tone of voice and how you reached out to him. "'kuna, i didn't mean that." he nodded at your statement, sidestepping away from your hand that longed to comfort him. "no, no, darling. i get it." he walked backwards, not being able to look you in the eye. "i was pushing you too hard. i apologize." left his lips silently, then he slipped past the door, closing it with the smallest amount of force he had ever expended. you didn't even hear it click shut.

fuck.

fuck. you flopped down face-first on the king-sized bed and let the unshed tears fall.

as much as you despised sukuna training you so rigorously when you were not in the best state of mind, the traumatic experience still fresh in your brain, you hated how you reacted. you also hated how he reacted of course, but what you said was out of the line, no question about it. the curse has been nothing but kind to you, showing you a side that no one has had the grace of seeing before, his loving, caring, and at times even vulnerable side, yet here you were, telling him that he treated you like any other person in the world. it was absolutely untrue in every sense of the word and to even plant the idea in his head was plain cruel.

after a few minutes of crying, you decided to get up, dry your tears and go looking for him.

knowing him the way you did, that was an easy task.

it was raining and sukuna loved the rain. hundreds of years ago, although he already had the urge to conquer and dominate, he had this unquenchable desire to discover more about his life when he was a mere human being, a mortal, as he remembers nothing of his experiences from it. they were all blurry, so much so that he could not make sense of it at all. it was then, seven hundred years ago when he came to a small village somewhere in the east which no longer exists in this century as a result of the chaos he has inflicted upon it that he discovers why he loves the rain so much.

a person was pleading at his feet, begging him to not turn him into another one of his victims. he introduced himself as a palm reader and psychic. apparently, he was made aware of sukuna's curiosity about his past life. he sobbed that in exchange for sukuna sparing him, he'd give him a reading detailing some things from his life as a mortal, to which sukuna begrudgingly agrees, unable to turn the offer down.

the person tells him that his attitude did not change much -- even in fleeting mortality, he was confident in himself and his abilities (one of the abilities being able to enrage a large group of people, but the man did not add that, not wanting to upset the undisputed king of curses.). sukuna was told that he once had a younger sister who he was fiercely protective of. he liked to play outside, and did not grow up with very loving parents. he found a safe haven in the room he shared with his sibling whenever it was storming every time his parents fought, the sounds of the rain would drown out their shouting.

he did not like the last part as he wasn't used to being vulnerable, especially when it was in front of other people. to a degree, he even felt mocked though that was not anyone's intention. as the man told the story of his childhood, sukuna could feel his fist clench. he exploded when the man before him gave him information he did not ask for "and in seven hundred years, you will meet your soulmate."

every time sukuna remembered that now, he rolled his eyes because the man he murdered turned out to be correct. seven hundred years after that happening was when he met you and he truly believed that you were soulmates. it was impossible for the both of you not to be, in his perception.

it would be proved in how you found him so easy after giving him space you knew he needed. he watching the rain pour, standing by the balcony, north of your palace. it was the one that looked over the kingdom he ruled with you.

he sensed your presence, saw you with the two eyes on the left of his face, but when you wrapped your arms around his waist and rested the side of your head on his bare back, he shivered regardless. that was simply the effect you had on him.

"'m sorry, 'kuna. i didn't mean what i said back there." you murmured, shifting your face so you'd be able to plant a gentle kiss on the skin your lips touched. "i was tired and a little frustrated, but that's not an excuse to lie to you. so i'm sorry."

instead of responding to you verbally, he lifted both arms on his left, allowing you sneak to his side. your arms never left him, still wrapped around his hard and muscled figure. he planted a kiss to the top of your head and placed the bottom of his chin on it. "i forgive you, my love. the both of us said words we wish we could take back." he hummed out calmly making you mutter a thank you under your breath, but before you could reach up to your tippy toes to kiss his lips, he turned to you and whispered actually sweetheart, i shall only grant you my forgiveness under one condition. you couldn't help the way you whispered anything back to him on instinct, without a single second thought. he cupped your cheeks in his hands and brought his forehead to yours. "i shall only grant you my forgiveness if you grant me your forgiveness as well."

"done."

and with that, you finally got to kiss him, a clashing of teeth, smiles pressed together, but a kiss it was nonetheless.

"... na tinuruan mo ang puso ko na umibig na TUNAY"

i get: reblog

you get: cotton candy

#🏠.if walls could talk #order of the day!#order up for sukuna!#one match mochi #with a side of coconut italian ice #with a side of lime italian ice #sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna fluff #sukuna angst #sukuna ryomen #sukuna ryomen x reader #sukuna ryomen fluff #sukuna ryomen angst #sukuna ryomen one shot #sukuna one shot

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shiro249 · 6 months

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JJK Filipino Headcanons

I’m going to post headcanons for a meantime since posting my stories might get much longer. -v- English with Tagalog version! Also based on my school and home experiences -v-

- Toji who’s always in the cockfighting but afraid of his wife. Sometimes commanded Megumi to buy him cigarettes or one liter of coke/sprite in the middle of dinner. (Toji yung puros nasa sabungan pero takot sa asawa. Paminsan inuutusan si Megumi pabilhan ng sigarilyo o isang litro ng coke or sprite sa kalagitnaan ng hapunan.) - Gojo the rich kid who’s a savior in group projects for bringing a lot of markers but a show-off. (Si Gojo yung the rich kid na isang tagapagligtas pag may group projects sa pagdadala ng maraming marker pero pabida.) - Nanami is the quiet kid who’s always covering his face with a towel. (Si Nanami yung the quiet kid na tinatakpan ang mukha ng towel.) - Haibara is the friend of the quiet kid and just vibing what’s happening in the classroom even if it’s a fight between the president and the show-off. Especially Shoko. (Si Haibara yung kaibigan ng quiet kid na nag-vivibe lang sa anong nangyayari kahit away sa pabida tsaka president. Especially Shoko.) - Utahime is the president that’s always fighting with Gojo and always listed Gojo first in the NSP in rest period or being ordered by the adviser. (Si Utahime yung president na laging nag-aaway kay Gojo na siya ang mauuna na listahan sa NSP pag rest period or inutusan sa adviser.) - Yaga is the adviser that is already tired with his students' antics that he is always counting down up to five for minus points in grades or slamming the book down on the table or the floor angrily that he rants to his students that they don’t listen and for being stubborn, especially Gojo and Geto. (Si Yaga ay yung adviser na pagod na pagod na sa mga kalokohan ng kanyang mga estudyante na laging na lang nagbibilang ng hanggang lima na nagsasabi na minus points sa grado o kaya'y hinahampas ang libro sa mesa o sa sahig na galit na galit na sinasabi niya sa kanyang mga estudyante na hindi sila makikinig at sa pagiging matigas ang ulo, lalo na sina Gojo at Geto.) - They will only be quiet when the teacher is angry, but at some time they will return to making noise. (Tatahimik lang sila kapag galit ang guro, pero maya-maya ay babalik din sila ng ingay.) - Gojo and Geto who always escape when they are the cleaners when it's dismissal.

(Si Gojo at Geto yung kaklase mo na laging tumatakas kapag sila ang cleaners pag dismissal na.) - Gojo is always the one who gets hit by a chalk, sometimes Geto gets also involved. (Si Gojo yung laging mababatuhan ng chalk sa teacher, paminsan nadadamay rin si Geto.) - Sukuna is that one classmate who always orders you to buy what he wants and then threatens you if you refuse. Even during recess, lunch, or outside of school and will get furious when you can’t buy since the canteen’s already closed. (Si Sukuna ay yung isang kaklase mo na palagi kang inuutusan bilhin gusto niya tapos i-threaten ka kung rerefuse. Kahit recess, lunch, o sa labas ng school, magagalit kung hindi makakabili dahil sirado na yung canteen.) - Toji is that one parent who squints his eyes when using the cellphone and sometimes asks Tsumiki or Megumi what to do or if there is a problem with the cellphone. Sometimes many apps are duplicated or installed but don't used it and the brightness is too high. (Si Toji yung nag-ssquint ng mata pag gumagamit ng cellphone, paminsan magtatanong kay Tsumiki o Megumi anong gagawin o may problema sa cellphone. Paminsan rin madaming apps naka duplicate or install na hindi naman nagagamit tsaka malaki masyado ang brightness.) - Geto is the polite and intelligent classmate who helps his classmates in lessons even though he is an annoying friend because of his teasing. (Si Geto yung magalang tsaka matalino na classmate na tinutulungan ang mga classmate sa mga aralin kahit nakakainis siya na kaibigan dahil sa kanyang panunukso.) - Toji who has arthritis and pain in the waist and the back but will still eat cashews. (Si Toji na may arthritis tsaka sakit sa bewang tsaka likod pero kakain pa rin ng kasoy.)

#jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #geto suguru #toji fushiguro #filipino headcanons #headcanon #jujutsu kaisen crack #crack headcanons #crack

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cornettopickuplines · 2 months

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I'm convinced that sukuna is Filipino

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misslauravillanueva · 1 year

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“ People can be lacking. People can be careless. And people can make mistakes.”

▶️ Blog theme song ⛩️🩸

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(Personal life ☕)

Kumusta? 🇵🇭🇪🇸

• Yes, My name is Laura. "Laura Villanueva", you may call me Ms./Miss Laura or Laura, but you may call me whatever you want ♡

• A Sukuna simp. Almost all of my blog content is about Sukuna, but there are also some that aren't about him

• I'm also a 90's anime kiddo, the oldies but goodies are still the best. That means you can also expect some of it here as well

• Asian from the Philippines (Filipino/Filipina 🇵🇭)

• An Introvert, Quiet, and a Loner/Lone wolf (we can also be lonely and want/need friends too)

• An INFJ woman ♀️

• 19 🌱

• Trauma survivor

• Kind of an old soul person

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Note: Please bear with me, I'm not that good with English. There also might be some 18+ content here, you are warned.

🌹 What do I do?

I'm a culinary student and an independent singer + dancer + cosplayer + instrumentalist + (slight) artist/painter + writer + vintage writer + script writer + embroiderer + editor

(Character 👤)

I have a Muse/OC, her name is "Mishil Akemi ". She is a Miko; a shrine maiden with incredible powers, talents, and skills (that are enough to impress and please Sukuna)— a servant to Ryomen Sukuna from over 1000 years ago during the Heian Era, cooking and serving alongside Uraume. She has deep love and commitment to him, in which he also returns the same to her. In the long run, they got together, got married, and had two children; the firstborn child, their son "Homura Sukuna", and their daughter, "Yami Sukuna" as their youngest child 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦💕.

Socials

🪷 Instagram account:

https://www.instagram.com/miss_laura_villa?igsh=amZyZDljbDgxa2c1

(Name: miss_laura_villa)

🪷 Twitter / X account:

https://twitter.com/Laurelton12

(Name: miss_laura_villa 🪷)

🪷 TikTok account:

tiktok.com/@thequietone

(Name: Ms. Laura Villanueva)

Frequent tags:

#sukuna #sukunaryomen #ryomensukuna #ryoumensukuna #jjksukuna #jujutsusukuna #sukunaicons #jujutsukaisen #jjk #misslauravillanueva

“ Let's enjoy and have fun together ♡ ”

-Yours truly, @misslauravillanueva 🇵🇭🪷

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cypruswritesheadcanons · 1 year

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What if diba????

#ryomen sukuna #jujutsu kaisen #yorozu x sukuna #anime #sukuna ryomen fanfic #ryomen sukuna headcanons #king of curses #jjk #fanfic #imagines #Sukuna Filipino #Sukuna hilonggo

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gojo-kisser-9000 · 2 months

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I’m a big fan of HxH too which Gege draws inspiration from heavily. The Chimera Ant Arc is considered one of the greatest pieces of literature by fans. The kicker is…as it was coming out in a weekly format, everyone hated it. Only after it was finished and read uninterrupted did people really start loving it. I almost wonder if that’ll happen with the Sukuna fight too.

Media Literacy curse in JJK fans is really funny to me regardless. Gojo’s racism didn’t come out of nowhere. He was already kind of sus to Miguel in JJK0. This only confirmed the allegations people picked up on then. One thing I love about Gege’s writing is future information permanently changing how you view older scenes. This is one of those times. It makes me love Gojo more tbh. (I have a soft spot for racists who try to do better.)

People are too hard on Megumi for sure (even if I find the memes kind of funny). Not a lot of people realized that he spent his 16th birthday trapped inside Sukuna all by himself. Which probably made the Tsumiki death feel even worse. (I have no doubt she forced him to celebrate it.) Then he kills his adopted father and has 0 family left and is somehow supposed to tough it out. He’s just a little boy!

Yuji has always been built bigger too. His official weight is super heavy for his height. Gege explicitly stated that was done on purpose. Smh I wish people could read.

It’s funny you say that. Visiting Hawai’i radicalized me significantly. I spent a good deal of my time picking up trash and seething at the golf courses and other severe ecological damage brought on by colonization. In an ideal world [redacted]. Anyways I think you should rant about it too.

OOOOO I WILL RANT, so sorry about this in advance btw. After that I’ll get back to JJK

So I am Hawaiian-Filipino, my father is white however I was raised by my mother who held the ideals she grew up with.

Now the problem with tourism is not only does it actively mess up the environment but it also destroys the economy in Hawai’i, which I don’t need to go over I don’t think.

BUT THE WHOLE THING, IS THAT IT IS STOLEN LAND. And Native Hawaiians are STILL being kicked out of their homes, STILL struggling with everything they lost in Lahaina, STILL struggling with the water being poisoned. And yet people STILL have the audacity to take a “cute little vacation to perfect Hawai’i”.

I can NEVER go to the islands, the islands my family are from mind you, BECAUSE TOURISM FUCKED THEM UP. The amount of disrespect tourists have for the islands is insane. I can’t speak on what tourism is really like as I have never been to Hawai’i except for when I was an infant. But I do see what Native Hawaiians say, I see the damage caused by tourists when I see content by the Hawaiians.

And it’s frustrating, so very frustrating. How can people be SO disrespectful to land that they not only visit, but actively keep colonized.

I always encourage everyone to do their own research on Hawai’i and Hawaiian culture! Especially before America comes in and colonizes them. It’s hard to find accurate sources, and it’s been a while since I’ve done my own research so I don’t have any available websites on their history.

Okay I’m stopping while im ahead. Thanks for letting me get that out!

Back to JJK

You’re so right about EVERYTHING ‼️‼️

Honestly, the weekly format is only “annoying” because they wait, expect the story to drastically change, and then get more story the next week. And it HAS to be something different or it’s Bad Writing (so incredibly NOT happy with people saying that Gege’s writing is bad, there are some iffy moments but it’s overall AMAZING)

Tbh I think the internet has ruined people’s media literacy, so I encourage everyone to write something, but you can’t outright state what you’re trying to say in your story. Let your friends guess what your story conveys, it’s a great way to help boost media literacy (it’s like if ELA class was cool)

And I think we’ve covered everything about Megumi and Yuji.

Once again thank you for talking with me, especially about things I’m passionate about! It means a lot :))

#jjk spoilers #jjk 255 spoilers #jjk 255 #//

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oreokay · 3 years

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Filipino High School AU (ft. siblings Itadori and his delinquent older brother Sukuna both crushing on Megumi)

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Translation

Yuuji: Oi! Fushiguro. do you want to go home together?

Megumi: Thanks, Itadori. But I’m going with Maki-senpai today.

...

Yuuji: You stink! You smell like cigarettes!

Sukuna: Shut up brat!

Yuuji: Fushiguro won’t hang out with me anymore! 😭

#itafushi #sukufushi #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #itafushi's filipino nicknames for each other are 'Ji' and 'Gumi;#sukuna is called Kuya Ryomen/Ryo #bc sukuna is an actual word in tagalog so it sounds weird that would be his name

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love-amihan · 3 years

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| ʜᴏᴍᴇ | ᴊᴊᴋ | ᴀᴏᴛ | ʜǫ | ꜰɪʟᴏ | ᴛᴀɢʟɪsᴛs | ᴍɪᴍɪ |

JJK BOYS IF THEY'RE FROM THE PHILIPPINES

amihan's note: i'm sorry if i've been speaking in my native language so much, but this is just too good to pass. if you can't understand filipino you can ignore this, thank you ^~^)/ happy reading!

sadboi!yuta, chickboi!toge, fboi!satoru, fboi!sukuna

-okkotsu yuta

siya yung madamdamin masyado na jowa

tipong nawala lang siya saglit sa tabi mo tas pagbalik niya may kausap ka iba;

Yuta: babe may kunin lang ako

Ikaw: hmm, sige babe hintayin kita

-pagbalik ni yuta, nakita niya may kausap ka-

Yuta: *tumabi sayo*

Ikaw: babe si todo nga pala, may natanong lang siya sakin

Yuta: *tamang tango lang*

Todo: sige y/n, salamat sa advice

-nung dalawa na lang kayo-

Yuta: okay lang sakin y/n

Ikaw: huh?

Yuta: kung mas masaya ka sakanya maiintindihan ko naman

Ikaw: yuta ano sinasabi mo?

Yuta: gets ko naman eh, matangkad siya, maskulado tapos gwapo pa, walang wala ako pagdating sakanya

Ikaw: huy anong tumatakbo sa utak mo? *sabay hawak sa kamay ni yuta*

Yuta: ayaw kita masakal, kung masaya ka sakanya dun na rin ako masaya

kailangan mo lagi siya comfort kapag nakikita ka niya may kasama iba

uy ano yun may ka-duo ka bigla? sige dun ka naman daw masaya

-inumaki toge

ito masyado naman friendly

di niya alam nakikipag-flirt na yung babae sakanya

pati rin siya di niya alam nagfliflirt din

inumaki nakakapit na siya sayo huy!

-naglalakad kayo sa tabi ng daan tapos bigla may tumawag kay inumaki-

Mai (wag niyo q atakihin siya nakikita q ganito--): toge!

Toge: uy mai *smile*

Ikaw: *nanahimik sa tabi*

Mai: *hawak hawak sa biceps ni inumaki* hahaha oo nga eh

Toge: tapos ito pa *tuloy pagsabi ng mga jokes*

Ikaw: *kinalabit si inumaki* kailangan na natin umalis

Toge: ah oo nga pala *tinignan si mai* sige, una na kami

Mai: kita tayo ulit, hanggang sa muli toge *kiniss siya sa cheeks*

Ikaw: *gasp, the audacity ghorl*

Toge: *tinignan ka* bait niya na kaibigan no?

Ikaw: *tinignan siya masama*

-gojo satoru

chick magnet 😔✋

hindi nauubusan ng chicks, every week may bago

'di niya alam mga pangalan nila, napagpapalit pa minsan hays

Satoru: uy angela!

Ikaw: ...sino si angela?

Satoru: ay my bad *charming smile* angel pala

Ikaw: satoru--

Satoru: wait wait, paula?

Ikaw: hindi--

Satoru: mia! *sabay turo, malaki smile kasi kala niya nakuha na niya*

Ikaw: y/n

Satoru: *akbay sayo with matching kindat* yun nga sabi ko, tara may alam ko pwede natin puntahan

-ryomen sukuna

ito kabaligtaran ni gojo, alam niya lahat ng pangalan

pero palaiwas kapag nakikita niya

-naglalakad kayo ni sukuna, nag-uusap habang umiinom ng milktea-

Ikaw: tapos nangyari pa ito--

Sukuna: *lumaki mata sabay hablot sayo dun sa hindi makikita ng babae na sinabihan niya na ayaw niya sa commitment*

Ikaw: may problema ba sukuna?

Sukuna: *balik tingin sayo* huh? *iling iling* wala wal-- *may nakita nanaman siya babae, ito naman sinabihan niya lilipat na kasi sila tas di niya kaya ldr*

Ikaw: sukuna pwed--

-hinalikan ka ni sukuna para di makita, yung isa niyang mata nakabukas para malaman niya kung naalis na si babae-

Ikaw: *hinampas siya sa braso* huy enebe!

Sukuna: *smile sayo* sorry, di ko mapigilan

"nararamdaman ko yung nararamdaman mo eh" -babalu

tagging; @lemon-royalcween

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unloved-cadillac · 3 years

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Halo! Since I saw one of your headcanons about Sukuna with Russian! S/O so can you do Sukuna with Filipino! s/o?

C/n: of course! Thanks for requesting and I hope that you enjoy🤍

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HCs on Sukuna with a Filipino S/o.

When Sukuna first saw you, he was like o.O “who are you?~”

He watched you carefully, trying to figure you out. You looked so beautiful, like someone he remembers from a long time ago.

“Hi, there. I’m Y/n L/n. Nice to meet you!” You shine brightly as you stick your hand out to Itadori.

“Hi Y/n. Nice to meet you too. I’m- Sukuna Ryomen.” He comes out and takes your hand in his making you gasp softly.

“S-Sukuna?” He smiles widely as he kisses your hand. “Call me Ryomen.”

He found out that you were a new student from the Philippines and that you were assigned to be with Itadori to teach him some new techniques.

“So you take your hand and bring it in front and-” “This is such an old way of this technique, Y/n. Seriously. Even I don’t use this anymore.” You turn to see Itadori’s face covered in tattoos.

“Well, Ryomen. I learnt it this way. It may be old but it works.” You smile. He stands behind you and takes your hands in his and grazes his lips along your neck.

“But this is better, my sweet.” And that’s how you two became a couple. (After some ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

Sukuna loved to learn about your home. Mostly the food. So one day, you were in the kitchen with Itadori showing him how to make torta and adobo.

“It’s really good. It’ll be ready soon.” You say and he sniffs the pot.

“You better feed me.” Sukuna suddenly says and you roll your eyes.

Some thought that you were the only one who could actually calm Sukuna down. He never misbehaved, caused unnecessary problems when you were there.

“Damn Y/n. When did you become the Queen of Curses?” Nanaba asks and you scoff. “I’m not the Queen of Curses. Yet.”

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“Y’all ever see a character and suddenly your clothes are gone? Cause same.”

🖤🤍Thanks for reading🤍🖤

-Caddy.

#sukuna x reader #sukuna headcanons #jujutsu kaisen sukuna #jjk sukuna #sukuna ryomen #sukuna #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jjk anime

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guniguning-munimuni · 3 years

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isinumpang pag-ibig

sukuna x mangkukulam!reader

cw: kinda toxic relationship, violence, op!reader

note: thanks for @lumpiang-toge for hosting this event! first time ko magsulat ng readerfic in filipino so pasensiya if medyo awkward yung ibang pangungusap. thanks for reading!

you can check out other works in the masterlist here.

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Kagaya ng ibang mga kuwento, nagsimula ang lahat sa hindi ordinaryo. Nagsimula sa iyo, sa kanya, noong ilang dekada na ang nakakaraan.

Kung iisipin, halos lahat ng mga mito at alamat sa iba't-ibang panig ng mundo ay may pagkakapareho. Siguro dahil nasa iisang ninuno lang tayong pinagmulan. Siguro dahil may pagkakapareho tayo ng kalikasang nilakihan--iisang saribuhay na nagbibigay sa'tin ng kabuhayan.

Isa lang ang sigurado. Saanmang lupain o kailan mang panahon, hindi mawawala ang hidwaan sa sangkatauhan. Mga negatibong emosyon na nagbibigay buhay sa mga puwersa na akala natin ay guni-guni lang. Mga puwersa na nabubuhay sa galit, sakim, kurapsyon—mga sumpa.

Anong gagawin mo kung makita mo ang sarili mong magkaroon ng kakayahang kontrolin ang mga negatibong emosyon, hanggang sa makahulma ng puwersa—ng kapanyarihang kakaiba sa ordinaryo?

Bulong-bulungan sa bayan ang iyong kakayahan. Pinili mong manirahan sa pinakaliblib na lugar sa kabundukan upang lumayo sa mga tao, sa takot na baka makasakit ka nang hindi mo sinasadya.

Sabi nila, isa kang mangkukulam. Kaya mo raw kumontrol ng sumpa.

Ngunit ikaw nga ba ang kumokontrol ng sumpa o ang kinokontrol nito? Ikaw nga ba ang nagsusumpa, o ang isinumpa?

Mainit ang haplos ng sinag ng araw sa iyong pisngi. Parang mabigat na buhos ng ulan ang pagbagsak ng tubig mula sa malapit na talon. Nakaupo ka sa malaking bato sa gilid ng ilog, nagbababad sa init ng araw.

Payapa. Tahimik. Tanging huni lang ng mga ibon at wagaspas ng mga dahon ng mga puno't halaman. Parang ang hirap na ulit bumalik sa sibilisasyon kapag nasanay ka na sa sarili mong presensiya.

Kaya naman mabilis mong napansin ang isa pang presensiya mula sa kalapit na puno, nagtatago sa lilim nito.

Rinig mo ang yapak ng pares ng bakya, tunog ng kawayan sa bato. Magaan lang na parang dumaang hangin. Hindi mapapansin na may ibang presensiya kung hindi dahil sa anino na humarang sa sinag ng araw na binibiladan mo.

"Napakarami ko pang pinuntahang lugar, dito lang pala kita matatagpuan."

Ilang segundo ang lumipas bago mo maproseso ang sinabi niya. Ibang lengguwahe. Kung hindi dahil sa serye ng mga sumpang nakapinta sa hulma ng iyong mukha, hindi mauunawaan ng iyong isipan ang kanyang mga kataga.

Hindi ka gumalaw sa pwesto mo. Nakaharang pa rin siya sa araw. Dahan-dahan kang dumilat.

"Hindi ka tagarito."

"Marunong ka pala mag-Nihonggo? Pero hindi sabay sa hulma ng bibig mo ang—ah." May kislap sa mata ng nilalang na kaharap mo noong mapagtanto niya ang isinumpang teknik. "'Yun pala 'yon."

"Naliligaw ka ba?"

"Hindi mo 'ko kilala?" Noong hindi ka agad nakasagot, umupo ito upang maging kapantay ang iyong mga mata. Direkta ka niyang tinignan—na parang ngayon lang siya nakakita ng kagaya mo. "Hindi ka sisigaw? Hindi ka natatakot?"

Dalawang pares ng kamay at paa. Hugis at kurba ng isa pang bibig sa tiyan. Napansin mong nakatali ang manggas ng kasuotan nito sa kanyang bewang. Tumutulo ang pawis mula sa kanyang dibdib pababa sa tiyan, siguro dahil sa init ng araw. Hindi siguro siya sanay sa ganitong panahon.

Unang ramdam mo palang sa presensiya ng nilalang na ito, alam mo nang hindi ito ordinaryo. Makapanyarihan at mabigat sa pakiramdam. May halong amoy ng dugo at karahasan.

Hinahanap ka niya. Tinutugis ka niya. Sa anong dahilan, hindi mo alam. Sinabi niyang nanggaling siya sa iba't-ibang lugar para lang matunton ka.

Kung bababa ka ng bundok upang kumustahin ang mga munting mga tirahan doon, may madadatnan ka pa ba?

"Hindi ba dapat mas matakot ka dahil kailangan mo pang tumawid ng karagatan para makabalik sa teritoryo mo?" Wala siyang takas. Kung sinuman itong dayuhang nilalang na ito, wala siyang ibang matataguan kung gugustuhin mo siyang patayin.

"Nakakabagot."

"Nandito ka ba para patayin ako?"

Ngumisi siya. "At kung oo?"

Naramdaman muna ni Sukuna ang pagtaas ng temperatura. Pagpikit niya, nakabuwelo ka na ng puwesto. Nakaatras ang isang paa at may hawak na kampilan. Pagdilat niya, binati siya ng malakas na hanging nagdulot ng sandamakmak na hiwa sa kanyang balat.

Mabilis itong gumaling.

"Gusto mo palang makipaglaro." Ngumisi ang nilalang. "Pagbibigyan kita."

Hindi mo na maalala kung sino ang nanalo sa una niyong duwelo. Ang naaalala mo lang ay ang pagyanig ng lupa (nabawasan yata ng taas ang bundok matapos ang laban niyo) at ang pagbuhos ng ulan (nagkaroon ng epekto ang mga kapanyarihan niyo sa klima ng bundok).

Naaalala mong may talon malapit sa tirahan mo, pero ngayon naging tuwid na ilog nalang ito.

Napilitang umatras ang nilalang noong mapagtanto na hindi lang ikaw ang kalaban niya rito—pati ang mismong lupain kung saan ka ipinanganak. Kahit ang kalikasan ay nilalabanan siya. Ang hangin, lupa, halaman, mga puno, at kahit mga hayop—lahat ay kumokontra sa nilalang.

Pagbalik mo sa tirahan mo, isang munting bahay-kubo na ikaw lang ang nagtayo—halos manlumo ka noong makitang gumuho na ito. Inabot ulit ng isang linggo bago ka muling magkaroon ng bubong sa ulo.

Alam mo sa sarili mong babalik ang nilalang. Hindi mo lang alam kung kailan.

Hm, kung iisipin—hindi mo naitanong ang pangalan niya.

Bumaba ang mata mo sa iyong mga kamay. May gasgas ang daliri mo mula sa laban niyo. Ngayon ka nalang ulit nakaramdam ng ganitong kasabikan.

Minsan ka nalang makaramdam ng paglukso ng dugo sa isang laban. Madalas, ang mga pinapadalang tauhan para tumugis sa'yo ay masyadong mahihina, o masyadong ordinaryo. Kalupitan na kung papatulan mo pa sila.

Sa una niyong pagtatagpo, naglaban kayo sa puntong muntik niyo nang mapatay ang isa't-isa. Dumanak ang dugo. Nadurog na buto. Gumunaw na bundok. Dalawang makapanyarihang nilalang na may magkaibang pinagmulan.

Sa pangalawang pagkakataon, nagliyab ang lupa. Sinunog niya ang kagubatan mo—at kapalit, pinabagsak mo ang kalangitan sa kanya. Literal na nadaganan ang nilalang ng bigat ng mundo—hanggang sa mabaon sa lupa.

Oras ang lumipas bago niya muling mahukay ang sarili pabalik sa tuktok. Pagbalik niya, nandoon ka na at naghihintay. Nakaupo katabi ng ilog, nasa tabi ng hita ang kampilan, at may dalawang tasa ng tsaa.

Ibinigay mo ang pangalan mo at ibinigay niya ang kaniya.

Sukuna.

Sa puntong 'to, hindi na ito pagkakataon. Naging lima ang dalawa. Naging sampu. Hanggang sa hindi mo na binilang dahil parang wala na namang katapusan. Ganoon ba ka-nakakabagot sa lugar niya kaya lagi itong naghahanap ng pagkakainteresan?

"Hindi ka napapagod?" tanong mo matapos ang isa sa mga duwelo niyo. Nagsisimula nang gumaling ang mga sugat na iniwan niyo sa katawan ng isa't-isa.

Bilog ang buwan, nagkalat ang mga bituin sa karimlan na parang talsik ng pinta sa isang dibuho. Madilim sa bakuran ng iyong tirahan, tanging ang ningas lang sa lampara ang nagbibigay ng liwanag sa pagitan niyong dalawa ni Sukuna.

"Kaya kong gumalaw simbilis ng liwanag. Paano ako mapapagod?" Ngumiti si Sukuna. Matalas ang mga ngipin nito, parang kayang-kaya ngumuya ng sariwang laman. "Bakit? Ayaw mo na ba 'kong makita?"

"Sa bawat laban natin, laging nagkakaroon ng sakuna. Iniisip nila na ako ang may dahilan nito. Na sa sobrang galit at poot ko, isinumpa ko na ang buong lugar. Dumarami ang mga tumutugis sa'kin."

May kung ano sa mga mata ni Sukuna na hindi mo matukoy. Gaya ng nakita mo noong una mo siyang nakatagpo. Mabigat na presensiya at amoy ng dugo't karahasan.

Siguro sa liwanag lang ito ng lampara. Hindi mo ito pinansin.

"Dumarami na ang gustong pumatay sa'yo."

Tumawa ka. "Hindi ba't gano'n rin ang gusto mo?"

Nagulat ka noong bigla niyang inilapit ang mukha sa iyo.

"Hindi mo alam kung anong gusto ko."

Ramdam mo ang pagkabog sa iyong dibdib. Siguro matagal ka nang hindi nakakaranas ng presensiya ng ibang tao kaya kinakabahan ka. Kinakabahan ka ba talaga? Bakit parang ang sikip yata bigla ng puwang sa pagitan niyo? Bakit parang mas lalong lumalapit ang mukha niya sa'yo?

"Ano bang gusto mo, Sukuna?"

"Tama ka, nakakapagod nga." Nangunot ang noo mo sa biglang pagliko niya ng usapan. Bumaba ang mata ni Sukuna sa mukha mo, pababa papunta sa iyong kamay. Inilapit niya ang mga daliri niya sa iyo. Ramdam mo ang init at gaspang ng kanya sa iyong balat.

"Sumama ka sa'kin."

Nanlaki ang mata mo. Hindi mo inaasahan ang bigla niyang imbita. Nakatitig pa rin siya sa'yo, naghihintay ng iyong sagot. Pinagmamasdan ang pagtataka at kaguluhan sa iyong mukha. Ramdam mo pa rin ang haplos ng daliri niya sa kamay mo, nag-uudyok ng iyong sagot.

Sumama kay Sukuna?

"...Bakit?"

"Bakit hindi?" tugon niya. "Wala ka namang maiiwan dito. Mag-isa ka lang rito sa bundok maliban nalang sa mga bumibisita sa'yo para patayin ka—"

"Gaya mo?"

"—Iba 'yon. Iba ako. Masyado kang makapanyarihan para makulong sa ganitong lugar. May potensiyal ka."

"Potensiyal? Anong potensyal?"

"Wala ka bang ambisyon?" Umangat ang haplos ng daliri ni Sukuna papunta sa iyong braso. Hinawakan ng kabilang kamay mo ang kamay niya, ngunit hindi mo pinigilan ang mga haplos niya. "Dito ka nalang buong buhay mo? Nagtatanim ng kung ano-ano, nag-iikot-ikot sa gubat para mamitas ng prutas at gulay?"

Pinigilan mo ang paghaplos niya. "Hindi ko alam na ang baba pala ng tingin mo sa'kin."

"Kung mababa ang tingin ko sa'yo, hindi na kita pupuntahan rito linggo-linggo para lang makita ka."

"Kung sasama man ako sa'yo, anong naghihintay sa'kin doon?" Hindi mo mapigilang itanong. "Anong kailangan mo sa'kin, Sukuna?"

"Malakas ka. Malakas ako," sagot niya. "Kaya nating mapasakamay ang mundo."

Naalala mo ang itsura lagi ng lugar pagkatapos niyong maglaban ni Sukuna. Parang nagkaroon ng malalang sakuna. Laging may nasisira. Laging may nadudurog. Laging may nasusunog.

Ano kayang itsura ng mundo na ihuhulma niya?

Gaano katatag ang sikmura mo sa mundo ng karahasan at dugo?

Anong mangyayari kapag tumanggi ka?

Tinitigan mo si Sukuna. Mala-halimaw na anyo. Malakas. Makapanyarihan. Uhaw sa dugo at laging nakikipaglaban. Ngunit sa sandaling ito, payapa siya sa tabi mo. Nakatingin sa'yo na para kang mga bituin sa langit.

Inilapat mo ang palad mo sa magkabilang pisngi ni Sukuna. Nanlaki ang mata niya, hindi inaasahan ang biglang haplos ng iyong daliri sa kanyang mukha. Sa mga linyang nakapinta sa kanyang balat—sa pisngi, pababa sa labi.

Inilapit mo ang mukha mo sa kanya. Nakatitig siya sa'yo na parang hindi ka niya maalis sa paningin. Na parang ikaw ang nag-iisang tanawin na kaharap. Na parang kabigha-bighaning larawan.

Sa puntong 'to, alam na ni Sukuna na hindi ka niya papakawalan.

Ramdam ni Sukuna ang labi mo sa kanyang tenga.

At doon, ibinulong mo ang iyong sagot.

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