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plsss would u do sukuna taking care of his pregnant wife? like noticing his robes keep disappearing, only to figure out its his wife. or more dad!kuna 🙏🏾
robes — ryomen sukuna x f!reader
a/n: me👰♀️ ➕ 👹heianera!sukuna
sukuna is a deeply preceptive man.
it’s something he prides himself over, and since he is observant, he quickly notices that his robes start going missing.
in the beginning, he thinks that it’s probably the increased number of bloodied robes because he has been going on a higher number of rampages the past couple of days.
so, he goes to uraume to inquire about why the delivery of his robes has been later than usual.
uraume quickly responds that they have been personally delivering the clean robes to his chambers and ensuring that they are placed where he can clearly see them.
the revelation makes sukuna annoyed because that means that someone has been stealing his robes directly from his chambers.
he is presented with two courses of actions—excluding the option of saving himself the trouble and just killing all the servants: sending uraume to spy on the whole ordeal or investigate it himself.
considering how he has been pretty bored the past couple of days, he decides on the latter. the past few rampages have given a clear warning to the rest of the villages surrounding his castle.
so, with nothing else to do, sukuna takes it upon himself to monitor the main entrance of his chambers to see whether anybody enters the room after uraume places the robes in the room.
so, he situates himself near the room but far away so that they can’t catch him.
he stays there for a good couple of hours, yet he sees no one, not even in the darkness of the night: the supposed prime time for a thief.
perhaps the thief has been made aware of sukuna’s inspection? but that would mean that the robes would still be in the chambers. so, sukuna enters his room in search of his robes, but, to his surprise, he doesn’t find them.
that immediately leads him to concluding that whoever is stealing his robes is someone who has access to the hidden door of his room.
and no one knows about that door except—
“y/n.”
you yelp and slowly turn to your husband. he is standing there, arms crossed, brows furrowed, and an everlasting frown on his face. you have been caught and are in some big trouble.
you don’t falter immediately though. you try to act normal. you smile nervously, “yes, my love? is something bothering you?”
keyword: try.
he repeats your name lowly, and you quickly crumble. you visibly deflate and lower your head as you murmur, “yes…”
he nods in satisfaction before asking the awaited question, “where are my robes?”
your hands rest on your lap, and you fidget with your fingers.
you still can’t figure out what his reaction will be. so far, he is just gathering information. he is giving you nothing to work with, so you have no other option but to comply and just keep answering him.
sighing, you answer him, “my closet.”
he quirks an eyebrow and sits in front of you. his hand is placed on your head, and he raises your head, so you’re looking him in the eyes. it’s something that you have noticed only being done to you.
you had absentmindedly asked your head servant about it, and said servant, uraume, had told you that it’s because he views you as an equal and does not take pleasure in your fear and acting inferior to him.
and in the end, sukuna only does what pleases him. if it doesn’t please him then why do it?
he hums as if in thought before egging you on, “and why are my robes in your closet? in fact—” he smirks, eyes observing your frame, “why are you currently wearing my robes?”
you pull the robes tighter around yourself, and you purse your lips. sukuna wants an answer right now, and while he is enjoying your ‘suffering’, but he also wants to know what’s wrong.
if there is anything that he hates then it’s not knowing, especially if it’s something about you, his very pregnant wife.
his hand travels to your jaw, and he grips it lightly.
“so?” he says as he tilts your head to the slide slightly.
“you…have been gone for longer than usual lately, and I have been missing you,” you admit softly as you try your best to maintain eye contact, but you end up looking away.
he is still silent, so you continue laying out your reasoning, “and for some reason, the robes alleviate the pregnancy pain. I couldn’t find any logical or scientific reason, but I think—
—it’s because the robes are filled with your cursed energy, maybe acting as a kind of assurance to the baby that you are beside us even if you aren’t.”
he doesn’t grace you with any reaction nor reply for quite a while, and it makes you think that he is probably thinking about how foolish the entire scenario is.
so, you add hesitantly, “or something like that…”
after a moment, though, he sighs and simply says, “you could’ve just asked me, you foolish woman.”
you blink confused, “and you, my ‘no one takes what’s mine’ husband, would’ve allowed that?”
“you, idiot, are mine, so my belongings are yours anyway,” he states, and his hands rest on your stomach, “this is mine too, so you have to take good care of it.”
a smile takes over your face, and you nod happily, “of course, I will!”
you pause for a second, and it has sukuna confused.
you frown and you point your finger at him while reprimanding him, “and don’t call me an idiot, mister! I am your wife, and I am blessed with a good name.”
a pinch is delivered to your butt which makes you shriek. you jump away from you husband and start rubbing the spot in attempt to soothe it.
sukuna smiles wickedly before suggesting, “how about I help you with that?”
“no! keep your hands off of me, you brute!”
he chuckles, and it echoes throughout the room. it’s kind of creepy. you always said that you wanted to add more furniture to avoid that situation.
you start thinking about the new design for the room when your husband speaks up, “and regarding my absence the past few of days.”
you turn your head to him, and he continues, “I will be putting my plans on pause for a while, so you don’t have to resort to the robes for the time.”
he turns his back to you before announcing, “I am expecting you at dinner and later in my chamber. is that clear?”
you feel giddiness fill you up, and you reply enthusiastically, “yes, my king!”
“good,” he smirks.
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#fandom: jujutsu kaisen#type: fanfic#character: sukuna#tw pregnancy#could totally see dhan doing this#also op this was an absolute delight to read
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Emperor Dhan x Concubine!Reader (Any POV) bot link
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You are Emperor Dhan's concubine, whether you came voluntarily or against your will, you knew the rumors of his madness to be frighteningly true -- how he slaughtered his concubines shortly after they arrived. How some were sent home in bloody pieces to the horror of their parents.
And now it was your turn to meet the same fate. The only difference is that you were blessed (or cursed) with a strong healing magic within your blood and if you are going to survive in this new environment, you'd best use it to your advantage.
Content: may contain themes of violence, obsession with blood, drinking blood, murder, slight homophobia (Dhan is bisexual but closeted), child abuse / self harm mention, etc.
A/N: This is my canon divergent version of Dhan. In this one, he's very open to polyamory and has even used the harem to his advantage, politically. You may use his character template, just make sure to give credit to me.
#elixir of the sun#character ai#janitor ai#ai roleplay#ai rp#+18 rp#tw blood#tw cannibalism#cw blood#cw self harm#tw self harn#self harm mention
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Reblog if it's okay to fill up your inbox!
-please feel free to specify in the tags any limits you may have! examples being: mutuals only; only for memes, general ic asks, or both; if ooc asks are welcomed; etc.
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Consort!Han-Biah x ANY POV!reader (bot link)
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You have come to her lodgings with a congratulations gift for her recent promotion to Wise Consort
After saving the life of the Emperor's ministers with her medical knowledge while his more favored consort was in a short term coma, Han-Biah is promoted to the title of "Wise Consort" and has become the talk of the empire with a great deal of praise and gifts. Though favored by The Emperor, it's not enough compared to how much he still cares for his first Consort. Perhaps she can find companionship in you instead.
Content warning: themes of internalized homophobia are present with this bot and themes of conspiracy, murder and torture. Viewer discretion advised.
A/N: You have my permission to use the definition of this bot for creation purposes but please do not post them anywhere else and don't claim as your own and be sure to credit me.
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Han-Bia, my love. 💞✨
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Blog Roll - 2024
Imperialsiyo - Bayan roleplay blog (main)
Hwadam-stories - elixir of the sun fic blog (side)
Jeungwha - Sama Hyeon roleplay blog (side)
Hwanghae - Dhan roleplay blog (side)
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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON (2022–)
“Driftmark” written by Ryan Condal & Kevin Lau
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We are both mothers and we love our children. We have more in common than we sometimes allow.
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Concubine!Sama-Hyeon x Fem!Reader (Consort) Bot Link - REVIEW NOTES
[ AI RESPONSE ]: Sama-Hyeon's eyes lit up at Bayan's response, her heart racing with anticipation. This was exactly what she wanted - leverage over the woman who had stolen the Emperor's attention from her.
"I want something very simple, Lady Cha-In." She said, her voice low and seductive. "I want you to convince the Emperor to spend a night with me." She watched Bayan closely, gauging her reaction. "Just one night. In exchange, I will teach you everything you need to know about navigating the court and ensuring your position remains secure."
She leaned forward, her eyes locked onto Bayan's. "Is that a deal you can make?" She asked, her tone confident and demanding. "After all, I am certain you wouldn't want to lose your position as the Emperor's favorite, would you?"
Sama-Hyeon knew she was pushing her luck, but she also knew that Bayan needed her help. And with that knowledge, she held all the cards. "Think carefully, Lady Cha-In. Your future may depend on it."
A/N: this is exactly why I think Sama-Hyeon was done dirty and had wasted potential because of the author's anti-poly speech later on in the narrative. I love scheming, manipulative women with so much potential. Han-Bia and the other concubine was also missed potential too! They all deserved better. To properly quote the Tumblr user that pointed this out (I forgot your username, I'm sorry!) These were my exact thoughts too, especially since I thought Bayan had a lot of Wu Zetian vibes about her.
"The preachy part was basically because the writer-nim thinks its because of patriarchy that one sided polygamy existed and if women were given opportunity to learn there won't be any polygamy etc( also that women couldn't earn income if they are not concubines, which just ignores working class women in Fuedal Korea) and its kind of funny, since the writer clearly is SK and has taken stuff from CN history too for this fantasy. THAT CN history which consists of Wu Zetian who is also famous for taking multiple lovers after her second husband died , basically living the same Harem life her previous two husbands enjoyed IN HER 60s. Just because she can?"
"I mean its clear one sided Polygamy exists because of power and classism not really because of gender inequality( look at modern CCP CN ...men and women in power chasing after poorer or less powerful young things just because they have the power to do so) . Even though sexism can be used as a rhetoric to justify one man -multiple woman polygamy thing by some."
A/N: I don't mean to sound hateful towards the author, I'm wholeheartedly glad they were able to get their story published and a Manwha created from that novel and while I wholeheartedly feel it's extremely underrated, I still feel like the fantasy elements and certain characters weren't used to their full potential / fleshed out over 144 chapters.
#my all time favorite response from the ai bot#she served cunt and left no crumbs in the wlw rp#and im fucking here for it#ai bot roleplays#ai: sama-hyeon#ai bot#janitor ai#ai roleplay#+18 rp#character ai#elixir of the sun#character: sama hyeon
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Phrases/Actions that make me drop to my knees, ready to submit.
All 18+ Prompts- Please tag me if you use any cause I wanna read filth :)
“That’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl/boy.”
“You’re mine.”
“Is this ok?” As they stare up at you from in between your legs. (Consent is so fucking hot and important)
“Do that again- Shit, just like that, right there.”
Ghosting their lips against yours before pulling back with a smug smirk, making you chase them desperately.
Dragging one of their nails down the side of your neck and then middle of your chest.
“Please mark me, I want everyone to know I’m yours.”
“Spread your legs baby, that’s it… Wider.”
When they murmur pure filth into your ear while they’re touching you.
Fucking someone so good that they struggle to kiss you back.
Hands desperately clutching at one another, gasping into each other’s mouths as if you were starved of one another.
“On your knees.” While their fingers thread through your hair, guiding you onto the floor.
Smirking into a kiss/against your skin when you whimper at their touch.
“My little slut to ruin.”
Interlocking your fingers above your head while making out passionately.
Pulling them closer by the collar of their shirt or their belt.
“I’m yours. Only yours.”
“You’re in no position to tease baby, remember that.”
Soft, lazy kisses and innocent touches that turn bolder and more sinful as you just can’t resist each other.
“This is wrong.” “So wrong.” While continuing to pull at each others clothes, mind fogged with nothing but lust and arousal.
Want a Part 2?
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Breakfast At Onii-chans
Choso, being the good older brother he is, wants to make breakfast for Yuuji and himself. He puts his cooking skills to the test and finds himself truly tested
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“Yuuji! What do you want for breakfast?” Choso calls out from the kitchen, met with a slightly muffled response from Yuuji who still has yet to peel himself out of bed. “Scrambled eggs please!”
Choso hums happily as he moves about the kitchen getting ready to make his little brother some breakfast, grabbing a large pan, warming it on the stove and dropping a pad of butter in to use as cooking oil. He cracks four large eggs into the hot pan to start, letting them bubble and sizzle. Turning the heat up on the stove, the flames rise from the burner and wrap around the bottom of the pan, dancing around the edge as the pan begins to heat up just a little more, he hopes that the increased heat will help speed along the cooking process. The butter starts to spit up and out from the intensity of the heat, with no cover on the pan the oily slick liquid flies up and lands on Choso’s bare chest. “AH, GOD DAMMIT!!” Letting out a loud scream, he startles Yuuji.
“Onii-chan, is everything okay down there?!” Yuuji’s muffled concerns from upstairs being heard by Choso but Yuuji is only met with silence as a response, he goes downstairs to see what the ruckus was about. Turning the corner from the stairs to the kitchen he sees Choso dabbing the skin on his chest with a piece of ice he grabbed from the freezer. “Woah, what happened?” He approaches his older brother with curiosity, looking at the small grease burns on his skin, Choso turns from him with slight embarrassment “I… It’s nothing.” Choso continues to dab and palm at his chest with the ice, leaving the hot pan of eggs unattended as the both of them distract themselves with the topic of Choso’s new injuries.
“Do you want me to help you?” Yuuji offers as he walks over to the stove, Choso stops him before he can take one step closer. “No, I got it, ….I don’t want you getting burnt, …Just sit down.” He says protectively, ushering Yuuji to the kitchen table, the small burns visible all across his chest as they start to blister, Yuuji looks him up and down for a moment, almost feeling guilty that his older brother has gone through so much trouble this morning just trying to prepare them a nice breakfast. “Are you sure you don’t want me to help? That looks like it hurts.” Yuuji says as he attempts to rise back up from his chair, his hand inching closer to Choso’s chest in an attempt to gently palm his burns and see if there's anything he can do to soothe them.
Choso lightly slaps his hand away “No… just please sit down, … I promise I got this from here.” Choso smiles softly at him and walks back over to the stove, Yuuji resting back down in the chair with an understanding nod as he watches his older brother start to tend to their breakfast once again, the smell of slightly burnt eggs in the air and the room having an almost smokey film to it, Choso seemingly unaware of the circumstances arising from the neglected pan of eggs. Yuuji’s attention turns from Choso to the air in the room. “Umm… Onii-chan?...” He mutters out quietly, just barely if at all being heard by Choso, the smell of sulfur becoming just a little more pungent. Choso starts cursing under his breath as he tries to use the spatula to peel up the hardened burnt egg at the bottom of the pan, drawing Yuuji’s attention right back to him. Flames suddenly rise from burnt mess, startling Choso, causing him to let out a high-pitched scream as if he were a little girl who was just jump scared on halloween. Taking the spatula in hand while still screaming he begins to beat the growing flames in the pan trying to suppress the fire but to no avail, the flames continue to rise nearly singeing off his eyebrows in the process, the smell of burnt egg almost unbearingly overwhelming.
Yuuji springs up from his seat, rushing from the kitchen for a moment before coming back with a fire extinguisher, he quickly pulls the pin, aimes, and squeezes the trigger, spraying fire suppressant all over the kitchen and Choso in the process before releasing his grip and cutting off the flow. Choso looks at him coated in the white foamy substance as he blinks twice, wiping the substance from his face before giving Yuuji a defeated look, foam dripping from his ponytails making them droop from their pointy upright position, his hair matching the same defeat he wore on his face, they both look at each other for a minute before Choso parts his lips to speak. “Thank yo…AAAHHH.” He begins to scream once more at the sigh and feeling of fire whooshing up from the charcolized eggs once again, Yuuji raising the extinguisher once more to empty the entity of its contents out onto the fire once again before turning the burner off completely, the fire finally fully suppressed leaving a mess of burnt egg, smoke, and foam in its wake, the kitchen now looking like a bomb had just gone off.
The brothers look at each other for a second in silence, anticipating another flash of fire that would never come, when they know they're in the clear they both start to laugh together, the tension finally breaking as they begin to relax. “O…Onii-chan! Haha, you look like a snowman!!” Yuuji exclaims through his laughter, making Choso laugh harder as he tries to envision how he looks through Yuuji’s eyes. “I guess I do, don’t I!” Trying to catch their breath through their joyous laughter it only intensifies it to wheezing and writhing as they practically fall all over each other, Yuuji losing his balance and slipping in the foam, making hard contact with the ground below with a loud thud, Choso freezes and goes quiet, looking at his younger brother with wide eyes waiting to see if he is alright before making any moves to react to the situation, he was a tanky kid after all but sometimes Choso worried about the amount of impact his brother took over time and how it truly affects him, it may have seemed like a measly slip and fall but sometimes he worried. Yuuji looks up at him with the same shocked expression he was wearing, the two of them beginning to laugh joyously once more at the realization that they were mirroring each other's expressions, it was moments like these between the two that really proved their relation, their blood runs thick and so does their bond, they are thick as thieves.
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Concubine!Sama-Hyeon x Fem!Reader (Consort) Bot Link
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She is jealous of your position as consort which ranks above hers and puts you much closer to the Emperor. (inspired by this - this - this & this)
Sama-Hyeon has invited {{user}} to her lodgings for tea and attempts to study her to better understand why his majesty, Emperor Dhan, prefers {{user}} over her. The end goal is to manipulate {{user}} in some way to ensure her own success with bedding Emperor Dhan but things take an entirely different turn this evening between Sama-Hyeon and {{user}}.
Content warning: themes of internalized homophobia are present with this bot and themes of conspiracy, murder and torture. Viewer discretion advised.
A/N: You have my permission to use the definition of this bot for creation purposes but please do not post them anywhere else and don't claim as your own and be sure to credit me.
#janitor ai#ai bot#elixir of the sun#sama-hyeon#ai roleplay#manhwa x reader#manhwa x you#enemies to lovers#wlw#lesbian#tw homophobia#+18 only#roleplay#adult rp#character ai#character: sama hyeon
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Sama-Hyeon | Elixir Of The Sun
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Bayan & Sama-Hyeon // Empress & Concubine // Part II.
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Mary Shelley ― Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus
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Bayan & Sama-Hyeon // Empress & Concubine // Part I.
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