#he's a character now shh

[tanoraqui]

listen this is kinda crack and this is very crack and this is PURE crack, but nonetheless I’m sitting here slightly overwrought at the thought of… Even without Sauron to defeat, I think the Third Age still ends, the Age of Men still begins, with the Choice and wedding of Arwen Evenstar; the departure of Elrond and Galadriel and the final fading of the last great elven-realms of Middle Earth. Maybe they stay a few extra years to meet all the grand/great-grandchildren? But they don’t tarry long.

But Celebrimbor keeps tarrying! Why shouldn’t he? The ring he bears is Narya II, kindler of spirits, a little less great than its (long-since destroyed) original but also never dragged down in the final fall of a One. He married to a Great Maia determined to keep him alive and spiritually whole at any cost. (They’ve debated “at any cost” and compromised on Celebrimbor not getting himself killed and so never direly pressing the issue.)

Yes, the great elven-realms are gone—but I’m not sure they ever made a new one, after losing Ost-in-Edhil and destroying Númenor in retaliation, and being in mild shock for a few years after just barely surviving the destruction of Númenor. The Valar may or may not send Istari in this timeline, because there’s already Celebrimbor and Annatar wandering around Middle Earth and further continents, and for a while whatever of the Mirdain are left to go with them, randomly showing up in different realms to offer technological innovation, loudly and slightly threateningly debate the ethics of the local laws, and introduce/encourage/oversee use of the international currency Annatar introduced when the economy of pretty much every coastal country in the world was conveniently floundering in the face of an unexpected giant oceanic. (They weren’t in shock for that long.) (It’s called the mainad, lit. “precious thing”, pl. mainaid. Celebrimbor officially named it, but you bet your ass Annatar-who-is-emotionally-an-evil-cat was already thinking it.) (Why back a currency in gold or silver when you can back it in a minor deity saying, “Because I said so”?)

(Okay, they more like settle places for a couple centuries at a time, because you need time to get a forge set up just right and really get to work in it. Despite Celegorm’s best efforts, Celebrimbor has never been a camping person, or even an inns person.)

So they just...keep doing that in the Age of Men. It’s like having semi-benevolent trickster gods but inversed to creating order rather than chaos. Except now and then, when absolutely necessary, they do overturn governments. 

But…Celebrimbor is getting tired, metaphysically. Even Narya can only do so much, even for her bearer. Maybe especially for her bearer. Even Annatar can only do so much, when his power is set against the great Marring of the World—to which he once contributed proudly!—that erodes the fëa of Elves just as disease and age erode the hröa of Men. More slowly, obviously, but no less inevitably. 

[Tangential headcanon: in the late First Age, everybody but especially Elves were getting morally shaky and plain unpleasant to be around, in the way stress often brings out the worst in people but…moreso. Morgoth’s Ring, Arda is called, because his defeat came only when he’d poured so much power into the whole world that the rest of him could be chained and exiled. When the other Valar kicked him out of Arda, they managed to card out enough of that twisted, corruptive intent and throw it out with him that now it’s just...wearing. Tiring. To live in this world. Normal amounts of “stress makes people worse” - and the stress can ebb rather than grow and grow. Unless you live in Valinor where it’s aggressively sterilized of even this ultimate, exhausting Marring.]

At first Annatar takes advantage of it—less nagging to not infringe on people’s free will for their own good and the good of the world overall! Finally! Maybe he even argues that they’ve been doing things more or less Celebrimbor’s way for literally 6000+ years with only minimal, at most moderate net average improvement and glorification of Arda, so it’s PAST time to try Annatar’s way where they also use armies, blatant coercion, etc. Tired of the argument, a little less invested than he used to be, Celebrimbor agrees, and the Dark Lord starts to build an empire once more…

But only for a few centuries. He doesn’t get very far. Because once he’s conceded that point, Celebrimbor has less… Is less. It’s just hard to be hype for a dream that isn’t his anymore - he fought the long defeat and, well, he lost. As prophecied three Ages ago on the shore of what would be Lindon. It’s so thoroughly the Age of Men that he hasn’t seen another elf in decades, and it was Maglor who doesn’t count, and he’s tired.

And Annatar lost his own war over 6000 years ago when he admitted, “Well I’m not going to do it without you!”

So, like, Annatar settling some affairs, maybe even letting the “good” guys “win” for the sake of hope or whatever, and just walks away, carrying a half-drowsing Celebrimbor. (Celebrimbor nuzzling into his chest because husband soft, warm, literally and metaphysically.) He walks - or maybe flies on epic wings of fire; one last #drama moment - to the beach where Dave (the Balrog) is sitting with Maglor, who is... if Celebrimbor is half-faded, Maglor has reverted entirely to the frail-but-for-his-Song, half-faded, half-hallucinating beach hobo he was when Dave first found him. Having a companion who was also There, Back Then, and monstrous at the time (and still kinda now) was good for him for a millennia or two, but he’s been exhausted since he threw the Silmaril into the Sea. Since years before that, actually. But if he doesn’t tell the tale, and paean the star and requiem the dead and... who will? And what other purpose has he?

Dave has spent the last couple centuries trailing after Maglor along the shoreline, making sure he eats and sleeps in kind of the way you look after your beloved pet who’s on their last legs and it’d almost be a mercy to put them to sleep already but they’re hanging in there and they still seem happy when they lie in the sun and you love them too much to give up quite yet... (Cracky romance is great but I do think Dave does less well than Annatar at ever internalizing the idea that the Children of Eru could be their equals rather than, like, surprisingly competent sentient annoyances.) 

Annatar arrives to this, Celebrimbor in his arms, and he says, “Come on, Dave, let’s go - it’s time to take the kids home.” And maybe they argue (Dave argues; Dave is a little scared, though he won’t admit it; the Balrogs were servants of Melkor even before they all entered Arda. He’s never been anything but foe to the other Valar. But Annatar used to be Sauron, Deceiver and Gorthaur, Lieutenant of Angband, and before even that he was Mairon, servant of Aulë, so he prevails. And moreover, he builds a boat (which they probably have to con Maglor onto because he’s also still scared to Sail), 

The Men, having “defeated” the Dark Lord, promptly declare it to be the Fifth Age now. Presumptuous - they haven’t even invented the steam engine yet.

[Slightly overwrought, to be clear, because maybe it’s about...care-taking. Maybe it’s about love. Maybe it’s about redemption and no one being lost, no matter how long it takes them to come home. Maybe it’s all a story about learning to respect and care for your father’s differently-born younger children, who are, in fact, yours to care for as well, and not actually a blight upon the world.]

#ficlet #my fic #the hell do i tag this #the silmarillion #silvergifting #annatar #sauron #mairon #celebrimbor #maglor #dave the balrog #he's a character now shh #once again i've caught myself in a trap wherein i NEED to write a foundational fic in a...not series so much as coherent timeline #in order to provide proper context for the rest of it (which i keep bithely writing instead)

[apostatehamster]

Look, all I am saying is, that this carved shark looked way too good for that to have been Izzy's first carved figure. Just what if this guy was an artsy soul before he shaped himself into a tool to deliver fear and violence.

Also, both he and Stede share the same flair for dramatics. The way Iz pushed the door open like a diva owning the place, the way he idly waited in the captains' cabin just to deliver his dramatic line about the curse. These two bring big theatre kid energy to the table.

#ofmd #ofmd s2 #ofmd s2 spoilers #blackhands #izzy hands #I mean Ed and Stede are very whim-prone. Izzy is very much the guy to be in for the long-haul #i'm just saying whim-prone and long-haul might have clashed. but that thought makes me sad lol #i still remember the scenes in S1 where he waited for stede behind the curtain. this guy is dramatic af #and now he gets to rediscover who he was or could have been since he is not Blackbeard's sword anymore #i have a lot of thoughts about this character shh.

[doodlboy]

Me when the silly lil guys talk in my brain:

#i am deeply attached to redacted characters now #man did not have to make an entire fucking universe for an asmr channel but he did and i respect that #ik its all the same guy doing voices but SHH #ya can just tell the dude who wrote these is passionate abt storytelling #and the characters aren't toxic or shitty or whatever they have actual personality and shit #rattling the bars of my cage #i gotta catch up on the story & what-not but as far as I've been in the character playlists i can confirm milo is my favorite #redacted audio posting #elliot rambles

[faebriel]

calling out sick bc i thought about niki finding the tnt underneath the podium on nov 16 and quietly replacing the dirt that covered it again

#'its 2023' shhh. shh now #i just. clenches fist. it's about trust rainduo is about trust trusting each other even when it feels like everything is going wrong #and then repeatedly proving to each other why they don't deserve that trust. why they haven't earned it #niki thinks wilbur left her there essentially to die and she saw him encourage tommy and techno's punch up and those messy final minutes of #pogtopia but she left the tnt there anyway. and she didn't say a word because despite it all she trusted him not to pull the trigger #because she trusts him and he's her friend and she loves him and that was the easy way out. because trusting wilbur was so easy #and wilbur just constantly trusts that niki has her shit together when she doesn't. she'll be fine in manburg! she's /niki/ #he dies and comes back and he cant bring himself to face her because he thinks she's so much better than he is #he trusts her word her judgement her character so highly #but she burned out. she did shitty things. she really hurt people and people he cares about no less #he blows up l'manberg but she'll be fine. he puts her on a pedestal that she hasn't earned #(holds head in hands) AOUGHHHH

[dandyleyen]

So I may,,,, have made a ToTK/BoTW self insert/OC.

#he is kinda me but also an OC since i'm purely doing this to be self indulgent #also YES he is related to the other sheikah OC i have :) #they have matching septum rings #but also they are estranged rn #i need to design more of him but shh have this for now #character illustration #breath of the wild oc #tears of the kingdom oc #botw #totk #sheikah oc #totk oc #botw oc #self insert #oc

[i-am-tiny-sun]

don’t let him fool you, he totally squeezed you after you took this photo (and he didn’t give the cardigan back)

also here’s the leech twins together bc it would feel wrong to separate them

#🫧: new work! #🎨: tiny’s doodles #twst fanart #floyd leech #yes i put him next to jade so they’re together shh don’t worry #i feel like the only person on this list that’ll have open eyes is azul pls #i was supposed to draw malleus before floyd but his hair became complicated (like jamil’s cause idk how to draw longer hair very well) #mal mal’s next don’t worry my beloveds #you’ll get your pretty dragon man soon #my signature is embroidered in the sweater (but not in the one i own irl) #i hope y’all like how he came out 🥺 #by the way i am cutting out my artwork and making some kinda collage thing in my book #i kinda wanna redo jade but the design— the design on the shirt was hard to draw that small #pls note i’m doing this with poor vision 😂 all of them are gonna look wonky in some way or another i’m sorry- #nah why did he come out better than jade now i’m salty (in my own opinion- don’t attack me in the comments) #jade leech #jade my beloved i’m sorry #i am actually a pain in the ass #and right now i’m over here feeling like i disrespected jade and none of these characters are even REAL 😂😂😂

[krash-8]

so I FINALLY caught up on sonic prime and tell me what am I supposed to do with my life now

#i started it when it came out #and kept procrastinating it #and then binged the whole thing in two days #and I need more #renegade knucks and the amys are my favorite of the new characters btw #knucks and rebel rouge had a great dynamic also #nine was great till. yk #and ofc sonic !!!! always sonic !!!!!! I adore him #also shadows characterization was great #he got BROWN EYES now he's just like me fr #ok depends on the lighting but still #also I can't stress enough how often I said out loud all of this could be solved if they fucking killed the chaos council and dread #(ok maybe not dread but shh this is not the master emerald. give it) #especially the baby #I hate the baby #why is the baby the only member of the chaos council who can actually get shit done #chaos sonic was hilarious actually #if metal was more accurate. that's him #also the amount of times sonic screamed SHADOW #with the emotion of witnessing your firstborn thrown into traffic directly after exiting the delivery room #anyways I want MORE hedgehog show #MORE HEDGEHOG SHOW #sonic prime #krash thoughts #sonic prime season 3

[cak31ssuperi04]

The thing that gets me about Shinobu's OP design is how little detail there is. No defined lines, almost entirely a single solid color, it's almost silhouette-ish. The one illustration we have of him is more detailed, yet still maintains the same vague shapes and lack of shading in a lot of areas (the pool of color underneath could be a possible allusion to him hiding something? Or to the plethora of characters he plays? I don't know). I think this simplicity is intentional, that it's meant to represent his presence as a shadowy, mysterious figure, who lacks a personal identity outside of the ones he assumes. It's minimalist and undetailed because of how little we/anyone know about him.

#calling him shinobu instead of his actual name for clarity #Truthfully now that I think about it he wouldn't have to play That many characters considering how he just erases everyone's memories #after he's done like he could reuse identities. Would anyone even notice. #But shh #pieceofcake.txt

[altruistic-meme]

mmmmmmmmmm been thinking about wille and how the fandom treats him specifically in regards to his anxiety and how they perceive him as being shy/socially anxious/introverted when he is very much not and tbh im considering rewatching just to note down the parts where i think the fandom gets these traits and compare it to what may actually be happening

#i probably will when i get the chance #alas i do have to sleep tonight so despite getting off work early i won't be able to do it now #but anyway yeah like. i could maybe agree that it's possible he has social anxiety but also im fairly certain he doesn't #and to me he definitely doesn't come off as being shy OR introverted #but simon does! #and yet fandom tends to portray simon as being more outgoing? #i'll have to look at that too #gosh i really do get myself into a lot of shit regarding fandom treatment of characters vs what we see in canon huh? #i had a whole series about it for aftg ksdhfkshdf #ANYWHO #young royals #shh ac

[dutybcrne]

@dcndrohime replied to your post:

Varka gives me fgo iskandar vibes meanwhile

#//See now; I thought Reinhardt bc he’s German like how Mond’s vibes are #//Also bc I’d been HELLA simping for Rein since Overwatch fandom days hdbdbdb #//And would like another axe weapon bc YES. bc if it for Varka; I just KNOW it would look good on Luc #//Even if Varka is prolly a Cryo character; based on what we know of him. but shh #☆ ┆ ( .ooc. ); #//But him? #//HIM??? #//Oh; he beautiful #//He BEAUTIFUL

[inkykeiji]

*JJK Spoilers*

Yeah the next manga chapter was leaked and he’s OUT AND LOOKIN BETTER THAN EVER!!!! ^-^ I literally drooled and dropped to my knees when I saw hehehe

(I will say as someone who read up to this point- it is long and grueling after the Shibuya Arc into the Culling Game Arc)

jjk manga spoilers

AAAAAAAH IS HE REALLY OH MY GOD I COULD CRY I MISSED HIM SO MUCH 。ﾟ(ﾟﾉД｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡ i literally stopped reading after naoya died because i was like WELP all of my faves are dead or locked away and now i’m bored HAHAHA so i’ve just kinda been ??? waiting for daddy gojo to return. i promised myself i’d pick back up where i left off as soon as i knew he was outta the box so!!! i’m gonna catch up to bsd manga first and then i’ll start devoting time to jjk again hehe c:

#jjk manga spoilers #jjk spoilers #wow so much going on today #dabi and gojo all at once????????? my mind literally cannot handle it I HAVE ANXIETY LOL :( #this is what happens when i feel like idk i don’t know how to properly explain it but it’s basically when i have more than one heavy #fixation happening at once #i find it really difficult to divide my time between them and then get this inexplicable anxiety because of it #anyone else who hyperfixates may understand what i’m talking about/trying to say but it sucks #i have so much trouble juggling more than one Thing at once but i am trying!!!! #either way i’m so glad to hear that he’s back <3 #i have a gojo fic in the works (shh!!!) that was originally one of my genshin fics but now i think it’ll be jjk #it’s just such a good idea and i love it so much but it won’t work with bnha characters :/ #anyway!!!!! EEEEEE FUN FUN #i hope ur having a lovely day my friend!! <3 #stay safe and drink lots of water! <33 #clari gets mail #inky.jjk

[beaft]

during quarantine, i wrote 1.5 seasons of a narrative horror podcast, which i hoped might someday become an actual podcast that actual people could listen to. now i'm older and wiser i know that it will never get made - but some days, when i'm feeling especially vain, i like to think that i would've killed it in the lead role.

#i mean i wouldn't have obviously. i can't act for shit #but it's fun to picture it #the character i was imagining myself playing was a profoundly weird interior designer with a sideline in paranormal investigation #he had a very awkward and stilted manner of speech so i could've got away with just using my naturally awkward and stilted speaking voice #eliot can have little self indulgence as a treet #be shh now

[mostlyanything19]

y’all Kash and Zahra are brilliant and i LOVE them

#they're quite possibly my two favorite guest player characters #(this isn't counting dorian shh he's a main player in my heart) #i adore mary-elizabeth mcglynn as zahra she's got such a charisma #and will friedle's bone-dry line delivery is just. wonderful #i'm enjoying this a lot #SO FAR bc now we're going down hoo boy #tlovm spoilers #p #tlovm

[audisive]

♪ BROOKLYN BABY. (💌) – previous part

౨ৎ simon 'ghost' riley | reader

synopsis: the 141 believes the scot now.

tags: fluff, romance, soft!simon, you're basically their mom atp lol, bickering, there's a bet between gaz n soap, gaz secretly wants you shh, ooc characters, not proofread, price being the gentleman he is, he's seriously just watching everything unfold

       It's not always that Ghost is willing to let the 141 stay at his house for their traditions – which is just drinking beer and watching sports, really. In fact, he's always said something about his place being empty, so they always settled on someone else's. They stop asking after a year, and in turn, he stops having reasons.

It's not until Soap pops the question again when everyone else's houses are unavailable for a variety of reasons, his being that he left his faucet on and now his shitty apartment is flooded. You can only imagine the suspicion and shock when Ghost agrees (or, rather, simply grunts).

The drive is long, nothing short of 5 hours, and Soap spends the better half of it bickering with either Gaz or Ghost. He falls asleep by the next half, and when he awakes, he gawks at the lovely looking house before their car. There's two stories to it, a balcony, a front porch, and there's no doubt that there's a backyard.

Contrary to popular belief, no, it is not all black or plain at all. It's all equally surprising to them. The Brit isn't the type to care about the appearance and state of a house, usually. They do envision him in a mostly empty apartment with only a bed and a bathroom, though.

There's a delicate touch to where a rough man lives; the smell is almost heavenly when they enter the house. It's homely, the scent of newly washed sheets and lingering smell of food; there's a cat perched on the living room table that Ghost scratches the head of lovingly in a way that's so casual and natural. It's like they're at the gates of–

"Simon!" Heaven's bells ring in their ears, luring them into the doorway of the living room, and the sound of feet padding against the cold floor. There comes a soft-looking thing running into Ghost's arms, completely engulfing you.

You only notice the three familiar faces of your boyfriend's team members – though you know he considers them family if anything – when you pull away. An angel clad in only a cami top, shorts, and Simon's hand around your waist, you turn to look at the group with a surprised look on your pretty – Soap thinks that God, you're so pretty – face. "Oh, hi," you smile sweetly, obviously awkward at the silence and the staring.

"It's been a while," Ever the gentleman, the gruff voice is the first to speak up with your name uttered, the only who's actually met you – John Price. Soap is too enamored with the way you hold yourself and the fact that, holy fuck, even your name's pretty. Gaz raises a brow at the captain's greeting.

You smile once more – a genuine one now. "Nice to see you again, John."

"'S rude to stare, Johnny." Simon speaks out, a smirk under the mask. "Please excuse him, miss," Gaz adds, this beautiful man, and offers a charming smile.

"You must be Gaz," you hold your hand out, "it's a pleasure to finally meet you."

"Pleasure's all mine," Kyle forgets that a hand could be this soft and gentle, "and please, call me Kyle." He barely stops himself from turning your hand in his to kiss the back of it like one should to a lady so fair; his lieutenant has good taste in women, he'll give him that. And when you're out of the area, Soap is sure to rub it in Gaz's face. I told ye so! LT wis hidin' somethin' from us. A pretty something, that is. You don't miss the way he slips a twenty-dollar bill into the Scottish man's hand.

"Glad tae meet ye," Soap finally says, winking. "Understand why he wis hidin' a bonnie lass like ye from us." There's a mischievous glint in his eye, almost naturally so.

"A'm hurt, LT, but whit can I do? After all, we're just a couple o' brutes, arenae we?"

Simon watches in amusement, "you'll live." Soap is quick to move to your side as you lead the small group of hulking men through your shared home after that.

Simon is visibly more relaxed with you around. He's comfortable, that much is a given, with the way he's taking up most of the thankfully large couch with his manspreading. So is the 141. They're pampered like spoiled children (or pets, really) through the whole day.

Instead of just beer and faucet water, they're offered a variety of drinks in the kitchen that's enough to be considered a private bar. Instead of an empty belly unhealthily stuffed with beer and a mix of mediocre takeout, they're met with warm homecooked meals. They lose track of time quickly; the night falls by the time they've tired themselves out, and they've had not one, but two meals thanks to you.

(They're sure to commend your cooking skills and think of how lucky this tall brute of a man is blessed with a woman so soft and pliant and wonderful and– while Price is the one to be the most grateful, Soap compliments you the most. "A can practically taste the love." You laugh in turn.)

Gaz is the first to speak after a meal so lovely, they could simply just sleep on the floor comfortably and wake to the same smell of home. "It's a bit late, love, we should probably go."

"Thank you for having us," Price smiles down at you kindly.

"Ye've been lovely, bonnie." He wants to stay some more.

"Wait," you stop them, looking up at Simon for further approval. He's already looking at you with a reassuring brush of his thumb on the side of your hip and a nod. You turn your eyes back at them. "It's already late, you three should stay the night. We have enough room for everyone."

There comes, "we don't wanna intrude," then, "we can take care of ourselves, it's alright."

"Please, I insist." Your smile brightens, "I'll even cook breakfast before you leave."

The mohawk moves with a sigh, "now tha's just no' fair, lass. How are we gonna say no tae that?" You giggle. Only then do they find themselves tucked away in the guest room, and boy, you were right when you said it could fit them all if not more.

On the way to the bathroom in the late hours of the night, Soap catches a glimpse of light through the crack of your bedroom door to see his oh-so strong lieutenant, vulnerable in your arms. There's something natural about the way you cradle the large man and kiss his hair like it's part of your DNA, like you're programmed to do that 'cause Soap thinks you're simply unreal.

He's proud of his lieutenant, this lucky bastard. He turns another blind eye once more, but he's paid in full with another fulfilling meal by the morning.

#౨ৎ simon ! #୨୧ audi's works ! #finally did this omg #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost x reader #ghost x reader #ghost x you #simon ghost riley x you #cod mw #cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod #ghost cod #cod x reader #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod x you #fluff #cod fluff #romance #ghost #john price #kyle gaz garrick #kyle garrick #gaz cod #gaz garrick

[thelaughingmerman]

I actually do have the words to describe how much I love Max but it’d be just a rambly mess.

#its not even as much hes attractive which i mean he IS man can get those dilf vibes #but its so much more rooted in like. who he is and his personal arc and how he can grow and just a lot of relation there #the end card that talks about him being at peace just kills me every single time #hes an angry man with a hell of a temper who pours himself into religious shit because he thought that would give him any #sort of peace but it doesnt and hes pissed of. which is such a basic explanation of all hes got going on but shh #at the end of his personal quest he can basically just come to the realization that the religious stuff isnt real. there is no large grand #plan. and hes at peace with that. i like that he tries to chill tf out now #after that he like in his own words hes still kind of an asshole but he KNOWS hes an asshole and to me thats a step in the right direction #i just see characters with short fuses who have the ability to grow and be seen as the good people they are and i get emotional #for reasons of relatable

[dhoranbolt]

You don't fool me

A/n: two thing- first this took me forever to write, I kept having to go back and scrap ideas 🥹 second, I did not know just how down bad I was for this man until I had to sit down and write this so.

Also friendly reminder- if your age isn't easily accessible on your profile I will not be tagging you! That said if you'd like a tag in future works let me know and I'll add you to the list!

bestie beta reader: @yukios-medic you are really the best ma'am I appreciate you so much 🥹💙💙💙

Pairing: Sukuna x fem!reader, Yuji pining

cw/tw: minors/ageless blogs DNI, all characters aged up, dub-con that becomes enthusiastic consent, unprotected sex, cream pie, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), oral sex (male receiving), rough sex, dirty talk, threats of killing

Word count: 5k (ish)

This wasn't the first time they'd been paired up and sent off to find and kill a curse, but it was the first time Yuji was weary of the whole thing. They were both strong, that wasn't an issue – he'd been on back-to-back missions for weeks and it was starting to take its toll, that was the issue.

Of course, it didn't help that whenever he was around her, Sukuna would become an even bigger pain in the ass (than he already was).

They'd been sent to a long-abandoned warehouse, falling apart as it was, and radiating with cursed energy. Yep, whatever it was they were after was definitely in here.

"Split up to cover more ground?" She suggested as she looked up at him, but he shook his head.

"We can probably exorcize it quicker if we come across it at the same time, we should just stick together for now." It was a simple enough explanation, not a hint of 'I'm pushing my limits just being here with you' or 'it's easier to know you're safe if you're by my side' detectable.

To her, at least. Yuji chooses to ignore the scoff that resonates in his head as they cautiously enter the building. They walk side-by-side down the hallway, ears and eyes analyzing every detail of their surroundings.

"Must be one pain in the ass curse to send the both of us. I can feel the cursed energy everywhere, I just can't tell exactly where the source is." She filled the silence, wringing her hands together nervously.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. It’s out there, but it's all about the same output. We'll just have to watch our backs." Yuji said with a nod.

"Hey, what do you think Nobara did when she found out Gojo canceled movie night to send us after this one? I can see her practically popping a vein." She laughed softly, moving around a stack of boxes to find any sign of their curse.

"Fushiguro is probably wishing it was you that got left behind right about now." Yuji guessed with a small chuckle, suppressing the thought that he might have wished for it, too. A faint gurgle sounded at the opposite end of the hall, cursed energy seeping into every corner of their bodies as it grew closer.

Yuji covered her mouth with his hand, keeping her scream muffled as he tugged her against his chest and pulled them into the shadows.

"Shh, I think I hear something." He murmurs, squinting in the darkness. He doesn't feel the mouth form on his hand, not until her lips are moving against his palm as she makes a noise.

She's gagging; trying to pry Yuji's hand off her face. And he's going to – until Sukuna's voice rings in his head.

'Pull away and I'll bite her tongue off. Try to keep her quiet while she's drowning in her own blood'

Yuji froze as Sukuna cackled, and she still struggled in his grip, now like iron to keep the curse from making good on his threat.

His name was muffled when she frantically tried to call it, but it only left her mouth open that much more for Sukuna to swipe his tongue along the inside.

If they could conceal their own cursed energy for just a second, then it would keep going on its path to the left of them, and probably wouldn't circle back around for a while. Yuji set his jaw, glaring up the hall as he spoke.

"Conceal your energy, then we'll deal with him. One curse at a time." The only confirmation she gave that she heard him was slightly loosening her grip on his arm.

The curse slunk away and Yuji held his breath, waiting to hear any sign of it coming back. When he was sure it wasn’t, he let out a sigh and threw his head back against the wall. Taking a moment to realize the situation they were still in he looked down at her.

He couldn’t see the blush in her cheeks, but he could feel the heat on his fingers. She shifted her body against his, letting out a whimper at the awkward kiss she was still locked in.

Yuji swallowed hard and took a deep breath. This was so not the time to be letting the sounds she was making go straight to his cock.

'You want her so badly, take her.' Sukuna taunted.

"No." Yuji snapped his response, trying to think of a way out of this (and the boner he was starting to sport against her back).

'Fuck her, brat. Or I'll kill her the next time I get the chance, and I'll draw it out while I make you watch.'

Sukuna knew well what he was doing, keeping this conversation in Yuji's head. She had no clue what he was trying to shield her from. Of course he wanted her, but not like this. Not when Sukuna was all but forcing his hand on the matter, not even giving her a choice.

“I said no! Knock it off!” Sukuna just chuckled, and she turned her head to look up at him with worry in her eyes.

'Or perhaps you’d like me to put us both out of commission. Tell me, just how long do you think she’d last against this curse on her own?'

Yuji’s heart dropped to his stomach. There’s no way Sukuna hated her enough to let her die like this, not with the way he found her so entertaining to him. Not with the way he currently had his tongue down the back of her throat- right?

'No, but if it would cause you everlasting turmoil, I’d jump at the chance.'

Could she ever forgive him for doing this? Would Sukuna even drop this after all was said and done?

Yuji was exhausted, and Sukuna knew it too. It was only a matter of time before he could slip out and swap places.

'I could always assist instead. After all, one wrong move and she’s on her own anyways. Go ahead brat, ask me for my help.' He grinned.

“No, last time I let you out you were a dick.” Yuji snapped, but he was running out of options here. How long until that curse realized where they were and turned back around? He could always make a deal with Sukuna, if he would agree to it was another question though.

At the sound of Yuji’s words her body tensed, blood running cold. There was no way Yuji was actually thinking about letting the king of curses out into the wild, especially when he already had her in this position.

'Tic-toc punk ass, this offer isn’t going to last forever.'

“Promise you won’t hurt her first.” Her eyes went wide and she began to struggle in his grasp again, body going hot. Screaming through his palm and Sukuna’s tongue as well as she could manage in protest.

There is no way he’s about to offer his body over to Sukuna right now, and all she could think about were all the previous times he’d spoken to her – though, at her might be a better word. Everything he’d said up to this point, his promises to absolutely wreck her- all came flooding back. Could they really not handle this job any other way than to bring Sukuna into the mix?

'You humans are so predictable, really fucking takes the fun out of everything. I’ll get rid of the curse. Just say you aren’t strong enough, you need a real man to do your dirty work for you.'

“That’s not-”

'Going once…'

“I don’t-”

'Going TWICE...'

“Fine! I need your help, please.” She was hysterical at this point, thrashing in his grip as much as she could, grinding her ass into him harder every time she moved.

'That doesn’t sound like what we agreed to, try again.'

Yuji groaned, thankful he could use that as an excuse to let out some of his frustrations.

“Sukuna please, I’m not strong enough and need a real man to do my dirty work for me.” Yuji bit out, and she stilled at his words, stomach knotting. Any minute now, Sukuna would be breathing down her neck. Months of sexual tension, mostly from his side - would it finally come to a head now? Or would he leave it and just get the job done, let Yuji take back over when it was safe–

A low chuckle rumbled from behind her, and the sound ran straight through her body to her core. She swallowed, realizing the tongue down her throat had finally disappeared.

Sukuna ran a hand up her chest before resting it on her throat.

“Well, well, this is certainly a turn of events, isn’t it?” She whimpered, frozen in place. What the hell was she supposed to do now?

“Sukuna…” She breathed his name warily.

“Surprised to see me? I did tell you I’d have you some day. So, how was I? It’s been a few hundred years. You’ll have to excuse the fact I’m a little rusty.” Sukuna filled the silence, not waiting for an answer.

“You weren’t too bad yourself; I think I even felt you participating at the end. Care for more?” He whispered in her ear, tongue flicking out to lick her lobe. She bit back her moan, clamping her knees together as she gently rocked back into him. He laughed, moving his hands down her body to grip her hips and pull her in closer against him.

“Oh, don’t be shy now, it’s just us. The brat won’t even know, it can be our little secret.”

“I-” She stammered, face hot. So what if she’d gone back to her room at the end of a long day full of Sukuna teasing her, and closed her eyes while chanting his name under the sheets? So what if being the object of the king of curses’ endless teasing was what she used to push her over the edge some nights? That was all by her choice - she was in charge.

Currently having Sukuna’s painfully rock-hard cock prodding her ass while he held her tight against him? She was so clearly not in charge, and to make matters worse? The realization sent her core gushing.

“I can smell you,” he continued, taking in a long breath. And this time she couldn’t bite back her moan.

“Sukuna!” She gasped, feeling the blush run up her ears.

“I think you should really stop being such a cock-tease, woman. No wonder Yuji can’t help but fuck his fist most nights. I bet he can smell you too, he just spares your feelings by not saying anything.” The fog he’d brought with him was starting to clear, and she tried to pry his fingers off of her.

“Stop! You’re lying!” But Sukuna just threw his head back in a cackle.

“I actually don’t care if you believe me, do you want to know why?” He stepped out from behind her so quickly, shoving her back against the wall, it made her head spin. Looking up at his tattooed face and red eyes only solidified how real this situation was for her - and her mouth went dry. He grinned down at her, gripping her chin to hold her in place.

“I’m going to fuck you through this wall. You won’t be able to look at that stupid brat without thinking of me inside you ever again. And he’ll never know because he’s out cold.” Using his free hand, he ripped off her skirt. She cried out, trying to grip his wrist and stop her panties from meeting the same fate.

“Aww, still shy, are we?” He teased as he examined the red lace, running his fingers down to the ever-growing wet spot on them.

“N-No!” Sukuna just chuckled, watching her face morph from flustered to pleasure at his touch.

“And look, you even wore red just for me. How cute of you.” She moaned, closing her eyes. The physical and mental teasing was too much. If he wasn’t going to kill her, she was going to die of embarrassment. He sucked his teeth, hooking his thumb into her mouth and tugging her face.

“Look at me while I touch you, I won’t tell you twice.” He snapped, and her heart thrummed in her chest. It felt so good to finally have him touch her after all this time, she’d forgotten just how dangerous he was in the moment. She nodded sheepishly.

“Good, you listen well for a sorcerer. I don’t believe in praising those beneath me, but I think I’ll make an exception just this once.” He pressed his fingers against her core, watching the way she squirmed under him.

“You’re so wet already and I’ve barely touched you, was my tongue down your throat just what you needed?” Her head was spinning, his hold on her jaw rough, but all she could picture was wrapping her lips around him.

She slid her tongue around his thumb cautiously, watching his reaction for any sign that she’d miss-stepped.

He groaned, smirking down at her as he leaned closer.

“And here you’d have everyone believing you’re too innocent for such filthy things.” Finding the edge of her panties, he pushed them aside, running his fingers through her slick folds. He watched as she moaned, satisfaction settling on his face as the moan grew louder when he pushed a finger inside of her.

“God you’re so tight, there’s no way that brat could stuff his cock in you.” Her walls flexed at his words. Sukuna’s one finger was already so thick, and now her mind was swimming with the thought of having more.

“But don’t worry, you’ll take it from me.” And then she felt a second finger at her entrance, making her eyes open wider. She tried to speak as best she could around the awkward hold he still had her in, but it didn’t matter.

“Suku-na!” She cried out as he forced another finger into her.

“I’d be thanking me if I were you. I’m feeling generous enough to stretch you out before I ram my cock into your stomach.” He offered, grinning as he watched her try and hold herself together.

He didn’t wait for her to adjust to the feeling, why would he? Fucking her open on him was all he could think about while he sat bored on his throne - not that he was admitting it aloud.

So many days, weeks, months, of him wrapped up in her. He knew exactly what she was doing to him, even if she didn’t.

“Was it worth it to parade around like a whore in heat around us?” He asked as he began to slide his fingers in and out of her.

“You know I offered him the chance to have you first. Humans and their virtues though, so fickle. Of course, the brat couldn’t do this.” He pressed his palm against her cunt, and her back arched off the wall as his tongue shot out to flatten on her clit.

Letting go of her chin he wrapped his hand around her neck, giving it a testing squeeze before trailing down to her chest. Groping over her top, and then easily ripping the buttons away.

“Not my clothes!” She protested, but if he heard, he ignored her. Choosing instead to knead her breast as it spilled over her matching bra. Sukuna chuckled, looking back at her.

“The matching set, I’m starting to think you really did wear this just for me. Is that what you do? Under all those clothes you put on, you wear red hoping I’ll catch a glimpse. Hoping I’ll come out to rip it off of you.” He spoke as he rolled her bud roughly between his fingertips.

“God!” She cried out. He was everywhere. Pumping his fingers further inside her walls, tongue abusing her clit-

“I’ll be your god.” He hissed, before leaning down to suck her nipple into his mouth.

She was fast approaching the edge, gasping for air as he shot her towards her peak.

He curled his fingers inside of her, reaching a new angle that sent white hot pleasure shooting through her body.

“Sukuna!” She choked out, reaching up to ball her hands into his top. She was wary of touching him at first, opting to press against the wall instead. But it was all too much. She needed something more to try and ground herself through the first orgasm he was going to rip from her body.

“You gonna cum, little sorcerer?” He hummed around a mouthful of her breast, looking up at her expectantly. She already looked so cute and fucked out for him; grinding into his hand to push him further inside, face flushed as she whimpered his name over, brows pinched up while she looked down to him with a breathless nod.

“Please Sukuna...” If he wasn’t so pent up himself, he might have stopped what he was doing, but edging her would only edge him, and he had no interest in prolonging his own pleasure any more than being stuck in the passenger seat of his vessel already had.

For this encounter, anyways. So, he gave her what she wanted, driving his fingers faster into her cunt, biting down on the nipple currently still in his mouth, while his other hand roughly pinched at the other.

He could feel how close she was. It was getting harder to slide his fingers back into her, and he couldn’t wait to sink into her.

When he didn’t slow down or stop, she took it as permission, though, the tip of the iceberg was so close that even if he had told her no, she wasn’t sure she could have stopped, anyway.

It crashed over her in waves, throwing her against the wall as she cried out his name. Everything was gone - her sight, her hearing, all she could do was ride against his hand, and hope that their grasp on each other was enough to keep her standing through the intensity of it all.

Even when her high started to ebb away, he was still lazily pumping his fingers inside of her. Slowly the world came back to her, heartbeat pounding in her ears, and she whined.

“Aww, is someone sensitive?” He pulled away from her chest with a grin, red eyes glinting as he stared down at her dazed expression. She weakly pushed against his chest, trying to get him to stop while she regained some semblance of normal breathing.

“Sukuna…”

“Well, aren’t you going to thank me?” She swallowed hard, still trying to find her way out of the haze.

“I- thank you...” He pulled his fingers out of her, chuckling at the whimper that left her lips. Raising his hand to his mouth, he kept his eyes on her as he sucked his fingers clean.

“Mmm, I don’t think so.”

“What?” Confusion crossed her face, and he pressed the same two fingers against her parted lips, looking on in admiration as she opened them without question. Sukuna pressed his fingers against her tongue, pulling her mouth open as he did.

“Those red panties you’re wearing will be sufficient.”

“What?” The word left her mouth again, and he raised an eyebrow, dragging his fingers down her tongue and out of her mouth. She stared at him for only a second more before leaning down to slide them off her hips. She looked down to keep from fumbling, but he hooked his finger under her chin, tilting her face back up to him.

“I didn’t say you could look away.” She bit her lip, shimmying awkwardly to slide them down her knees. Stepping one foot out of them at a time, she began to lift them up. He grabbed them from her, large fingers brushing her own as he did.

She moved to stand up again, but he stopped her, shaking his head.

“On second thought, I don’t think one pair of panties is worth a mind-numbing orgasm, do you?” But it wasn’t really a question, not when he was already guiding her to her knees in front of him. The floor below her was cold - a shock that her core, still radiating heat, could feel.

“Be a good girl and open wide,” he said, reaching into his pants to take hold of his neglected cock. Pulling it out, he ran his thumb over the tip, smearing his precum up and down his length.

Sukuna groaned, gritting his teeth. The brat could imagine all he wanted; it would never compare to having her right here in front of him. Small hands braced on his thighs, eyes blown wide as she took in just how fucked she was about to be.

“See something you like?” Her breath hitched as he knocked his fat tip against her bottom lip. She slowly opened her mouth, tongue sliding out and against the underside of his cock. He groaned again, grabbing the back of her head as he forced himself into her mouth.

She dug her nails into his thighs as he did, trying in vain to pull her head back so she could breathe.

“You’re not acting very grateful. Don’t make me fuck your throat, I’ll end up hurting your feelings.” He chuckled. Tears were already welling in her eyes as she choked on what he could fit in her mouth. Slowly, she removed a hand off from his thigh, reaching down to run her fingers through her folds. When she’d gathered enough of her release, she reached back up to pump the rest of him with it.

“How resourceful of you. Makes me want to fuck my cock down your throat all the more.” She moaned around his length, gently rocking him as far as she could take him. Part of her was screaming for air, the other wanted to make him feel just as good as he’d made her feel moments ago. The fog was back, and she blinked the tears away as she looked up at him.

His jaw was tense, one hand still at the back of her head, the other balled in a fist and braced against the wall. Before this she’d only seen him when he was a mouth and one eye, stirring up chaos on Yuji’s cheek. Looking up at him now, though, red eyes trained on her and black markings all over his body - he was breathtaking.

All-powerful and terrifying as hell, considering that he could kill her in an instant, but breathtaking, nonetheless. She let her other hand slide down his leg to rest between her own, pressing her fingers into herself - only to whine in disappointment when it felt nothing like him.

“Needy little thing, aren’t you? I’ve gone hundreds of years without, and you just can’t wait for another.” She breathed hard through her nose, trying to take in as much air as she could before he hit the back of her throat again. Black dots buzzed at the corners of her vision, the sound of her choking on what she could take echoed through the hall.

Her jaw was pried open at a painful angle to accommodate him, and he wasn’t showing any signs of stopping. Her grasp on his cock grew slack, and she wasn’t fighting him every time he knocked his tip just a little further into her mouth. Her own fingers stilled in her aching walls, eyelids fighting to stay open.

Sukuna huffed, sliding his hand around to smack at her cheek.

“Don’t go passing out on me now, I’m not finished with you just yet.” And he pulled out of her mouth with a loud squelch as she gasped for air. The lightheaded feeling slowly dissipated as she looked up at him, tears and spit covering her face.

“You did okay. For now. We’ll revisit that later, get up.” She didn’t have to be told twice, rising on wobbly legs as quickly as she could. The thought occurred to her, that she was practically naked in front of him, while he was still fully clothed. She swallowed hard, trying to wipe away some of the shame along with the tears.

But he didn’t give her much time to wallow in her self-pity, quickly turning her around and pinning her to the cool wall. She shivered at the feeling of his solid body pressed into her back, erection still wet with her spit as it bounced on her bare ass.

“Maybe next time, I’ll let you look at me while I fuck you.” He breathed down her neck, grabbing his length and rubbing it through her folds. She dug her nails into the wall; he barely fit her mouth, there was no way she was ready–

“Relax, I’m not interested in breaking you the first time around. It would ruin the fun in watching you look at me in anticipation every time you’re around.” And he wasn’t wrong. Hell, he was still here, and the anticipation was coursing through her. Taking a slow breath she waited, thankful that the cool wall was enough to ease the heat on her face.

Sukuna gripped her hip and hooked his tip at her entrance before pushing in. She gritted her teeth, moaning at the already over-full feeling. For the situation being what it was, he was fairly gentle as he steadily eased himself through her tight walls with a prolonged hiss. She could only stay pressed against the wall, jaw dropped in a silent moan as he filled her out inch by agonizing inch. Her eyes rolled, body unsure if she should cry out in pleasure or pain.

“God look at you, practically foaming at the mouth. What would your sorcerers say if they caught you like this, hmm?” He groaned, bucking his hips up into hers. Her voice finally caught up to her, and she cried out, nails scraping down the wall as she clawed for anything to keep her grounded.

He didn’t quite fit all the way, but it only turned Sukuna on even more. Of course, he couldn’t fit - but he would. He would break her open on his cock as many times as he needed, until she fit him like a second skin. Until he was the only thing she could think about whenever she tried to seek pleasure elsewhere.

She was playing a game she had no clue about, and Sukuna was going to win. He laughed as he grabbed her hips, pulling out to slam back into her walls. They sucked him in and tried to keep him out all at the same time.

“Sukuna, fuck!” She moaned, reaching behind her to slow him down. He said he wasn’t going to break her, but the rough pace he’d set was literally fucking the air right out of her lungs. Her walls squeezed him tighter, and he moaned.

“Too much for you already, princess? I’m just getting started.” Sukuna grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head.

“Too much, fuck, ‘s too much!”

“I’m not that brat, you’ll take what I give you exactly how I give it to you. Don’t piss me off, I’m in such a giving mood, right now!” He snaked his other hand around her, tongue darting out to swirl around her clit. Sukuna grinned. In an attempt to get away, she only managed to shove herself further onto his cock.

“Sukuna please, I don’t…Please!”

“Short circuiting, and I’m not even close yet. Shall we see just how many times I can make you cry before I’m finally satisfied?” Her mind was melting, she didn’t care anymore. What was she even begging for? Him to stop? Or maybe she was begging him not to stop. She’d never been filled up like this before; even the pain was pleasurable now. All she could do was stand against this wall and take it, anyway. Her body relaxed against him slightly, and he grinned.

“Is there something you want from me, little sorcerer?” She bit her wobbly lip hard, trying to focus on his words.

“I want- I wanna cum.”

“That so?” She nodded with a whimper.

“Beg, and I’ll think about it.” She couldn’t even be bothered with the feelings of shame looming overhead. She wanted one thing, and if begging was all she needed to do to achieve it, well…

“Please I wanna cum.” She whined, hands flexing in his grasp.

“Beg more, you can do better than that.”

“Please Sukuna please I wanna cum, never wanted to cum so bad. Please make me cum on your cock please I-” She was a wailing mess, she didn’t care who heard her pleas, only that he might answer them. His tongue licked at her folds, snaking around his length to tease her from every side.

He rocked her into her second orgasm, reveling in the feeling of her tightening around him as she screamed.

God, he needed to feel it again. The way her walls fluttered around his thickness, trying to close around the strain of taking him. The feeling was maddening, and Sukuna was sure he could pull another one from her immediately, he just needed to pick up the pace as he rammed his cock harder into her.

The wet sound of his second mouth lapping at her, mixed with her moaning variations of his name and ‘fuck don’t stop’ was more than enough to catch the attention of anyone close by, and as absorbed as Sukuna was in this little game, he wouldn’t let his guard down. He was sure she didn’t even remember what they were here for anymore at this point. If the whites of her rolled eyes and the drool currently sliding down the wall where her face was pressed against it were any indication, anyway.

He could feel her whole body start to twitch and tighten, and he knew she was close again. Two orgasms in, and he knew her body so well already. He’d put that knowledge to good use later.

“Go ahead little sorcerer, scream for me.” And she came hard, walls clamping down on him, practically shoving him out while she did. It was enough to send him reeling, too. Hips slamming up into her, he sank his teeth into her shoulder as he finished with a growl. If they weren’t both so wrapped up in each other, they might have realized he growled ‘mine.’ He painted her insides in white hot ropes, stilling when the euphoria finished washing over him.

“If you think that was mind-numbing, just wait until I get ahold of you in my true form.” Sukuna whispered against the shell of her ear.

He pulled out with a groan, watching her whole body quiver as he did.

“Clean yourself up.” She finally looked back at him, brows knit. He ripped the sleeve off his jacket, handing it over to her. When she tried to pull it, his grip tightened, and he looked at her expectantly.

“Thank you…” She said quietly as she cleared her throat.

“Such a good girl for me already, I don’t even have to train you. I’ll be back, be ready to leave when I am.”

“Wait where-”

“There’s still a job to do here, isn’t there? I’ve got a curse to kill.” He smirked as he walked backwards up the hall.

Yuji wouldn’t be awake for a while, plenty of time for Sukuna to hide his prize. One of the many he planned on taking from her, he thought as he twirled the red panties on his finger.

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