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paymechildsupport · 26 days

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Ryomen Sukuna x Reader // A Troublemaker's Love

@manikosii --> "What do you think about Bully!Sukuna who is madly in love with the reader? I just like the small Sukuna who has known the reader since childhood and does not know how to express his feelings" -.-.- -> hsisikaiss I love this sm :D Kinda made him more of a bully with a soft spot, -- more delinquent than anything, but I absolutely kept your lovestruck lil' Sukuna, so cute <3

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> Modern!School!AU

> Bully!Delinquent!Sukuna x Reader

*I made him a biker too,— he’s such a lil’ biker bitch

-!! CW: depictions of violence, (not aimed at Reader), -- smoking [don't actually smoke please, that shit kills you :(]

˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

(he's my lil' cutie patootie)

˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

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Ryomen Sukuna— who from a young age could never really communicate his feelings. Who would push all the other kids off the playground because they were clogging up the slide. Who never once expressed remorse when setting fire to that poor ant colony with his mini magnifying glass. Who was labeled as a “troubled” child. Who skipped grades because he was so freakishly intelligent. Who never had to try in school. Who fell off his Lightning McQueen bike the second he saw you on the playground. He immediately shoved his way through the swarm of other kids, butted his way into your lil’ game of tag, invited himself to play and proceeded to shove your tiny body into the grass, laughing maniacally.

Pissed, you grabbed him by the hair, yanked harshly and threw him down on the ground next to you, — engaging in the most intense wrestling match either you had ever had in your short lives. Stuck in the nurse’s office with his Despicable Me bandaid and getting scolded by every staff member in the school, Sukuna could only stare at you, completely enamored by you and your fiery spirit so akin to his own.

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Sukuna would pull up to school everyday on his motorbike, making as much noise possible and spewing exhaust everywhere, just to spite the Environmental Club members who continuously berated him for air pollution.

He didn’t vape— no no, he wasn’t a lil’ pussy bitch. Sukuna was a man, he smoked straight cigars, the kind you’d only ever see your grandpa piping,— and it was disgusting

He’d do it just to annoy you too. When you walk outside for lunch, he’d exhale a rather generous amount of smoke right in your face, earning him a string of curses in response. He’d just smile, chuckle and walk away

Sukuna is a rather intimidating individual, — towering over everyone in a room,- tatted up with the most gorgeous inky designs you’d ever seen. His favorite shirts always revealed a generous amount of his beefy, muscular arms. The thin fabrics clung to his figure, showing clearly defined muscles (and those phat milk jugs hoooooly cow)

He’d be that guy wearing fucking kakis in the middle of winter 💀

Fucking shit his muscular thighs too?? Holy smokes I’m drooling 🤤

Sukuna was always alone, and he preferred things that way. He didn’t have a band of lackeys behind him all the time— though plenty deeply admired him— he didn’t need them anyways to look every bit the tough guy delinquent who was unafraid to get physical.

—- and he was physical. Like, he was always finding his way into a fight,— and always came out on top. Starting something with this guy was a death wish. Everyone in the school knew who he was, and everyone in the school— including the teachers — respected him out of fear

He never picked on anyone who’d be considered an “easy target”. No no, that’d be way too easy. Where’s the fun in that? Nah, he goes straight for the person on top— the cockier the better. He’s more than happy to beat up a fellow delinquent

You, however, seem to catch his eye in particular. So fiery, so fierce,— you take everything he throws at you and chuck it right back at him. There’s a deep sentiment of respect between the two of you, underneath all the petty arguments and crude insults

He never hangs out with anyone, but Sukuna loves to spend his time tailing you wherever you go, teasing and nagging every step of the way. He nitpicks everything you do, whether it be simply reading a book, talking to a peer, or even just eating. He’s always there, always watching your every move.

You’d be talking with a friend, discussing plans for the weekend, when all of a sudden pure horror etched itself onto their face, a massive shadow looming over the two of you. Confused, you swivel around, face almost colliding with Sukuna’s chest. He looked down on you, a shit eating grin on his face. Your friend only slightly stammers a “gotta go see ya later” before making a run for it, (you really couldn’t blame them, Sukuna really was a weirdo sometimes).

He likes to scare everyone who approaches you, making them run off practically screaming

For all the verbal grief he gives you, for all the times he’s called you a “brat” and told you how “annoying” and “unbearable” you are, Sukuna absolutely blows up the second he sees some other bastard berating you.

One time, Mahito and his creepy lil’ gang of goonies thought it’d be funny to corner you after school. Laughing, they mocked you, turning almost borderline physical as they made an effort to manhandle you into a locker.

Sukuna was livid, saw shit going down and immediately rushed to the scene, coming up behind Mahito and giving him the gnarliest death stare you’ve ever seen,— crimson eyes practically burning with barely restrained fury. Mahito pissed himself on the spot immediately, — and was lucky he even made it out alive that day.

Sukuna grabbed the goon that had reached out to touch you, twisted his arm, and smashed his head in on the locker door.

Then after school he almost “accidentally” plowed them all down with his bike 😞

Needless to say, no one ever gave you trouble ever again— minus Sukuna, of course

He just wants you all to himself,— is that so wrong? He wants that raging passion in your eyes to be reserved for him and only him. He loves seeing you all pent up, face red and scrunched up in anger. That delicious heat in the center of his stomach threatened to boil over every time he laid his eyes on you. Sukuna was down bad. The beefy, all scary delinquent was smitten, — he of all people had a big, fat crush. He never wanted you to look at anyone the way you looked at him. He’d beat their head in, then you’d have to look at him

Shotgunning- this guy absolutely loves inhaling the smoke from his cigar, grabbing and yanking you close just so he could exhale it down your windpipe. Lips lightly brushing, sometimes he’d stick his tongue in, just to taste the smoke in your mouth. He adores the way his smoke and saliva mixes with your own, especially loving it when he kisses you stupid, drool pooling in the corner of your mouth, all for him to lick away

Sukuna would mark you up good. Even if they don’t know who, everyone knows you're taken with the way hickeys adorn your pretty little neck. He loves your neck, loves biting into the soft, pulsating flesh and leaving his bite marks all around. —Same with your shoulder, anywhere that isn’t covered by clothing he makes sure is branded

He delights in the way you grab him by the strap of his tank top, pulling him into whatever unoccupied room is available: janitor’s closet, a closed bathroom, the locker rooms- anywhere. You’d kiss him silly, hands gripping at his tough, muscular thighs, your nails digging into the hard flesh. Your fingers tracing over his slutty thigh tattoos always had him going feral. He loved the aftertaste of your chapstick / lipgloss on his tongue, there still even hours after you’d make out 💋 😋

Sukuna was in absolute heaven on those rare occasions you’d both stay after class. Empty classroom, blind drawn and door locked as you’d get down on your knees and suck his cock. Your pretty lips wrapped around him always had him coming quick. You’d swallow him whole, throat bobbing from his spurting cum. He’d bend down afterwards— feeling like he’d die otherwise— and kiss you sloppily on the lips, licking away his cum from the corner of your mouth, groaning at the taste of himself.

His breasts are so sensitive, all you’d have to do is just swirl your tongue around a nipple and he’s puddy in your arms. You loved his breasts, cooing about his “man boobs” just to see him turn a brilliant red to match his crimson eyes.

His big digits always did wonders to your body, rubbing small, purposeful circles into your pulsating heat / hard on,— sometimes right in the middle of class, just to fuck with you. Your glassy-eyed glare while you fought to bite your lip always had him hardening within his pants. He really couldn’t get enough of you.

Yeah, you were stuck with Ryomen Sukuna and his merciless teasing. Was it all that bad?— No, no, not at all. Were you complaining? — absolutely not. (At least he had some nice phat jugs for you to fondle).

He loved you too much to stop his cruel words and affectionate touches,— and he was going to make sure you stayed right beside him,— exactly where you belong.

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A/N: i love him and i'd die for him

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kobb4ni2 · 4 months

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[ GENDER NEUTRAL (?) FEM (?) READER ]

My Marine! Reader who is very popular, and for the sake of this idea I’m going to give her as a Vice Admiral. I CAN HEAR YALL BOOING OKAY I KNOW SO BASIC LEAVE ME ALONE😔😔

TW: Imagine Gojo fans….but make them Marine!Reader fans. !!! Also I haven’t watch Film Red but I guess there’s some sort of internet platform to share vids or an internet overall, soo take this sh!t talk with salt.

Marine! Reader is a calm and nurturing person, their charisma with their hard working self made them a deserved Vice Admiral. Ever since you sailed out to the sea you’ve attracted many eyes, may it be admiration because of your strength , or awed because of your undeniable beauty even in battle. And even if you’re not in a mission you would always use your heavy berries (YOU’RE A VICE ADMIRAL U HAVE TO GET THOSE BIG BERRIES) to re-visit the town that you just saved, being responsible to the damages and paying for all of it. People there had to rub their eyes to make sure that you were the correct person. When you were in your white layer clothes you would be calm and try your best to be nonchalant making sure that you were deep engrave on your job but when you visited and started making small talk people were shocked! Over time the civilians you’ve saved from the many villages or small islands you’ve saved have accepted you to their communities. They would make small banquets whenever you arrive, even though you told them several times to not do it, they will always go against your words and hope that you eat well.

Kids would play with you even with your intimidating height, they would swing on your arms and whenever you try to leave they would grab on your legs to slow you down, the kids parents might have been worried but when they saw you intriguing them with a smile in your face they immediately calmed their nerves. Grandmas and Grandpas would always pinch the vice admiral’s cheeks, and since they were normal civilians you had to bend down to make squish your cheeks. (IM GETTING CARRIED AWAY IM SORRY)

But back to plot. Your calming and nurture personality, your beauty that could shine in battle has captured many eyes of other marine, civilians or even pirates! And this where the one piece internet goes in.

Aight imagine someone made an edit of Marine! Reader, it could be you fighting, or even doing an official interview! Cool right! But if anyone ever opens the comment section it would be just filled with the most ATROCIOUS, MOUTH GAPING, EYES OUT THE SOCKET down bad comments💀💀 here's some examples.

Marine! Reader's Fav pet (real!): "The way that it started getting bricked up like its Bob the builder is crazy 😅‼️(I don't even have a wee wee)"

<3: "ten minutes in the room with them and one is walking out pregnant, and it's not gonna them (I'm a dude)"

hewwo:3 : "JUST THE TIP [NAME] PLEASE IM ON MY FUCKING KNEES, IM SO DESPRATE PLEASE😭😭‼️‼️"

Marine! Reader's bewbs mole: "TILL THE WALLS (not the room) IS COVERED WHITE!!!"

[FOR FEM MARINE!READER] ammniaa: "Want their strap inside of me so bad, that i might think that I'm pregnant brooo😞😞😞"

Astro laddie : "My flaps started clapping out of excitement <3"

Star 4 her: "All lubed up and ready to serve 💓💓"

Beeheaver: "Man I don't care if they're 14'9 tall, ITS GONNA WORK I PROMISE😈😈‼️‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥"

In Marine!Reader I thrust!: "Yes [NAME]~ There~ I'm sensitive there!~ Nghh~~

Marine! Reader's bloody bandages: "CMON [NAME] I CAN'T DO ALL THE WORK MY SELF, MY FINGERS HURTS😾💢"

reimikoba: "My muscle memory will always remember their fingers and tongue (＾▽＾) "

pantsonfire: "Not a fishman but, damn whenever I see them in my screen, it's natural habit suddenly is water from their-"

scary monsterz: "bend over and ready, warm and cozy, toys and liquid on sight"

Aw man if yandere [character] ever fins out how popular their beloved Marine! Reader is, they would make sure to cut the wifi GLOBALLY

I'll just end it here, cuz I feel like this is just a stupid ass idea 💀 yall can give me some brain juice aka asks 4 thus doe :3

The edit video I was thinking about when I was making this. (I can't do velocity edits just transition and tweeing💀)

#yandere x reader #yandere #x reader #drabble #yandere op #yandere one piece x reader #yandere one piece #this is just a fucking crack💀💀💀#i may or may not have commented this in some....katakuri and shi long lang comments :3 #hot take but gojo isnt really that fine😭😭#asexuals lesbians when it comes to their favorite male character😈😈‼️‼️🔥🔥#I SWEAR IM WORKING ON THE WARLORD SERIES I SWEAR😞😞#happy new year btw :3 #one piece x reader #one piece

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svefs · 10 months

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Definitely the better Suzuki ever 👍

TW!: Cursing and mentions of alcoholism, NOT incest FFS, we love Iruma, IruAzz shipper reader frfr, I support other ships (not the bad bad ones y'all calm down)too don't attack me, im high and it's 3am, Fem!reader, hey bbg you look kinda cute

Summary: You're Iruma Suzuki's younger sister cause yes. Not really known by most of his friends since you're like 10 years younger than him (basically a kid that still can't attend school). That is untill you followed your older brother to Babyls secretly (how? Idk why are you asking me im defo no the author 🤷‍♀️)

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"Shichiro" said Kalego surrounded by an ominous aura while the misfits are sweating buckets in the background.

Balam Shichiro was only trying to help a toddler. Getting a lecture by co-worker was definitely not in list.

"BAT!" you screamed on the top of your lungs as if you were a drunkard

Uh oh

Few hours earlier

"Pera! upsies,"you babbled wanting to be carried.

"Y/N-sama, please forgive me but I am a bit busy here," Opera said while carrying the dirty laundry.

You huffed and walked away pouting at the fact that Opera was busy. It's childish but your still a kid so do whatever you want 🤷‍♀️

Unfortunately, a bright idea sparked into your mind. Your adoptive grandpa is the principal of Babyls, the school your big brother goes too. So if we're to go on a little adventure you'll be able to get your older brother and maybe your grandpa to play with you. It's basically child's play (how ironic), but you're a human child so it's fine.

So the journey begins, with you leaving Opera in a state of panic while you're following your carefree brother and his two friends while they walk to school. Of course it is harder for you to catch up to them since you can barely walk but you can crawl your way through hell if you wanted to.

Once you reached the school entrance it was basically empty, meaning you weren't fast enough to play with your brother before his class starts. As you were about to enter through the door, a deep voice startled you.

"A child?"

You look behind to see a tall man with chicken feet and short white hair. Iruma has told you about a white haired tall teacher with chicken feet named Balam Shichiro that is intimidating but kind nonetheless. So what do you do? The only logical thing duh.

"Bal!"

you shouted rendering him speechless.

"You know me?"

he asked while picking you up while you answered by nodding.

"VROOM VROOM!!"

"Vroom....?"

Few minutes after (he finally got the memo)

"So.... you want me to bring you to Iruma?"you nodded in response as he started walking somewhere. You were completely relaxed in Balam's hold which made him question your identity even more since he was used to people being scared of his appearance.Getting to Iruma was not really that hard. You can tell where he is all the time especially with the people he hangs out with. Poor Iruma, can't even live his school life quietly without drawing attention. But since class already started, he's definitely in the Royal one. He wouldn't be the type to skip class at all.

Back to the present

"AAAAAAAAAAAAA BIG BAD BAT!!!" you started shrieking definitely startling half the class from your sudden outburst.

"Y/N! Calm down," your brother takes you away from Balam's hold inorder to try and calm you down. Did it work?

Lol no.

Why?

Cause seeing a certain pink haired male, made you think of all the times your brother would come back home just to rant to you about him. Oh the burning pain, hearing your brother talk about his oh-so obvious crush that he has yet to realise. Almost felt bad for this Azz guy if it weren't for the fact this Azz guy has also yet to realise his feelings. This is too much bs for you to handle. Definitely too much.

Meanwhile Opera was still panicking at the mansion lmfao

Note:

You have no idea how bored I am

Request are finally open tho

#m!ik x reader #iruma x reader #welcome to demon school iruma kun #x reader #balam shichirou #naberius kalego #m!ik kalego #alice asmodeus #m!ik opera #m!ik sullivan

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helpallthenamesaretakenblog · 3 months

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EPISODE 8 😭😭 THE FEELS

the first line being 'look, you didn't ask to be a half blood' 😭😭 this is the shows equivalent to the good kid reprise

The wooden sword 😂

they have my respect for showing a luke and percy practicing sword fight scene SERIOUSLY the rest of the riordanverse percy still hears advice from luke while swordfighting and that is a plot point that is so special to me okay

the transition from luke to percy as he asks for single combat it's SO CINEMATIC I LOVE IT

The threatening aura of ares after being grumpy and comedic is chefs kiss about dayum time

I wish they kept the scene where percy says something along the lines of "we didn't mention any dreams" when ares yells that gods don't dream but ofc tv!percy knows all

cue one of the most epic sword fight scenes of the century

IM THE SON OF POSEIDON NOW FACE THE TIDE INSIDE OF MEEEEEEEE

NO SERIOUSLY SOMEBODY MAKE AN EDIT

THE SIZE OF PERCY COMPARED TO THE WAVE, THE WAVE ENVELOPING BOTH OF THEM

The camera shots are too good I swear

Ok that was short

I kinda missed the police cars and the sirens in the background and the reporters and all that chaos

sallys in the breeze she's in the trees

Alecto redemption arc wasnt on my bingo card but I actually like it guys

THE NECKLACE

percy staring at annabeth as she makes it harder each day to believe no one cares about him will never get old ❤️

“Wheres the glory in that” lazy ppl dont need glory

Rip lance reddick❤️

the next time hes going to roast zeus’s family percy is going to be older and more intimidating ZEUS IS GOING TO LISTEN and thats something so amazing

the way that percy fell to the ground with his arms on his head by instinct as zeus raised his lightning bolt

POSEIDON YASSSSS

”perseus” wait a sec is this the first reveal of percys real name?

THEIR ACTING AS ALWAYS 10/10

”can i ask you a question?’ DID YOU EVER HAVE SOMEONE KISS YOU IN A CROWDED ROOM AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS WAS MAKING FUN OF YOU

Dude was like no hon i aint gon tell bout what i dream about your mother kaboom peace out

huggggg (btw guys im in this show im the camper in the background clapping for the hug) i love that laugh from percy like ‘yep this is how we roll now not bad’

I love that theyre using that position to just ominously talk about clarisse not even letting go, just hugging it out talking about the traitor

Luke and annabeth in the same frame!!! We got a hand on annabeths shoulder AND NOTHING ELSE

THE CINEMATOGRAPHY OF THE NEXT SCENE IS UNPARALLELED

THE WAY THE FIREWORKS GET DARKER AND DARKER AS LUKE IS CAUGHT

Backbiter glowed up fr now he can make interdimensional portals

also percy knows everything as usual.

the girls are fightinggggg

”im sorry” *luke taking advantage to slash percy in the arm* you will always live in my heart

The heartbreak in lukes eyes

the hearbreak in annabeths eyes

also that shot of leah against the bright lights of the fireworks makes her look so pretty

ok we’re just going to gloss over the sadness of the betrayal

Can i just say i love chirons casting SO MUCH im so excited to see him party next season

“I am percy jackson” slay

ANNABETHS PIGTAILS ARE SO CUTE

OFC SHES GOING TO DISNEY WORLD

the way shes just worrying about what it might do to kill her 🥺

annabeth: *Exists*

percy: ❤️🥺😁🥰

THE LIL FLOWER

HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

bro literally gave us the percy and sally reunion of our dreams

”your survival is the key to my rise” get lost grim reaper

petition to call kronos grandpa every dream

ILL BE BACK NEXT SUMMER YOULL SEE ME AGAIN ILL BE BACK NEXT SUMMER ILL SURVIVE TILL THEN

Percy arming himself with the umbrella

I BETTER GET SEASON 2

Woooooooooooo gabe dieeeeee

#percy series #pjo #percy jackson #annabeth chase #rick riordan #percabeth #pjo fandom #heroes of olympus #pjo tv show #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo tv series #grover #percyjackson #taylor swift #taylor alison swift #swifties #tswift

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fanboymickey · 1 year

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Mine

Summary: Music fic based off Taylor Swift’s Mine

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x High School Sweetheart!Reader

Word count: 2.0k

AN: This is the first of the Taylor Swift series with the TGM Characters. This isn’t beta checked so sorry about that. If you enjoy, I would gratefully appreciate you leaving a comment and/or reblog. If not, that’s also ok. As always, thank you for the support and I hope you enjoy.

This is the first installment in my Taylor Swift inspired song fics, which can be found here.

You just moved from Virginia, where you had spent most of your childhood, due to your father having been stationed there. Your parents divorce is how you ended up in your mom’s town in Texas living with her and your grandparents.

School was a place you knew you could escape your parents constant arguing and it helped that it was somewhere you excelled.

New schools were intimidating especially when your starting your sophomore year and everyone already knew everyone, but you eventually found yourself a group of friends that welcomed you with open arms. Within that group you met your best friend, Evelyn Seresin and her matching green-eyed twin brother, Jake.

You spent a year and a half going in circles around each other, him being one of the most popular kids in your grade and you struggling with the idea of love. Your examples of love consisted of your own parents marrying young and having you shortly after their 20th and 22nd birthdays. Their marriage was hardly something that led you to believe in love, your father having multiple affairs and your mother continually letting it happen until she found out he was leaving her for another woman.

Your feelings for Jake scared you, but you found yourself being pulled in by him every time you were around him. When he found out your favorite flowers were Tulips, he started calling you Tulip as if it was a secret way of saying I love you. You don’t know when your feelings started for him, maybe it was the first day you met in the hallway on the way to fifth period, or when he finally asked you to be his girlfriend during spring of senior year while sitting out by the water and him holding a bouquet of pink tulips or maybe it was when you got a little too drunk off grandpa Seresin’s super secret moonshine at a bonfire party and he made sure you got home safely despite him only just getting his license earlier that day.

It scared you that you knew what it meant when your heart skipped a beat and your palms get sweaty. You were scared of ending up like your parents, but you did your best to push those feelings away because you hope and pray that your love story is not the same.

I say, "Can you believe it?"

As we're lyin' on the couch

The moment I could see it

Yes, yes, I can see it now

The summer before college was a whirlwind, Jake joined the Navy and is attending College through them while you’re on a partial scholarship.

You and Jake found yourselves laying on the couch at his family’s house, cuddled up after watching a Disney movie marathon before your freshman year starts next week.

“Can you believe it?” You ask, leaning up on your arm from his chest.

“Can I believe what, Tulip?” He looks at you, “Can you believe they all just find the love of their lives and get to live happily ever after?”

“I mean that’s like Disney’s whole deal.” He chuckles.

“I mean like the whole falling in love thing,” you pause, “it’s just so easy for them. What happens if they ever fall out of love?”

Jake raises an eyebrow, “That’s a cynical way to view it. What if they stay in love?” He challenges.

“Mhm, I guess that’s a possibility,” you hum.

“Do you not believe in love?” Sits himself up on the couch to get a better view of your face.

“I don’t not believe in love.” You pause, “Do you believe in love?”

“Mhm,” he gives you that one-hundred watt seresin smile, “because I love you.”

You stare at him for a minute and then pull him into a kiss, “I love you too,” you say through the kiss.

Flash forward and we're takin' on the world together

You learn my secrets and you figure out why I'm guarded

You say we'll never make my parents' mistakes

You stared at Jake while he sat there waiting for your answer, “Sorry, can you repeat that?”

“Do you ever think about what our marriage would look like?” He repeated.

“Uh, honestly, I haven’t really thought about marriage. I didn’t exactly have the best role models,” you looked away from him. You didn’t want to talk about your parents or the fact that you were estranged from them. You moved out once college started and spent holidays and breaks at Evelyn and Jake’s family’s house.

“You know we wouldn’t be like them,” he put his hand on your face and softly rubbed your cheek with his thumb, “I’d watch whatever romcom you wanted without complaining, I’d cook you breakfast in bed, I’d write you little cheesy love notes,” you interrupted him with a laugh.

“What’s so funny, Tulip?” He questions you.

“Sorry, but the picture of you cooking breakfast and writing cheesy love notes is hilarious. You can hardly flip a pancake.” You grinned.

He smirked, “Maybe I’ll learn before we have kids,” you chuckled, “little Jake and Ava will just have to go to learn to love oatmeal and cornflakes for breakfast,” you joke.

He raises an eyebrow and smirks, “Little Jake, you wanna have another Jake Seresin running around?”

“Maybe, not little Jake, that’d just inflate your ego.” You pull him into a kiss.

He deepens the kiss and then pulls away, “listen, as much as I wanna keep talking about this, my little Jake is feeling a little aroused.”

“Ew Jake,” you push him off you with a laugh, “never say that to me again or big Jake will never get laid again.”

But we got bills to pay

We got nothing figured out

You stared down at the test with a small but very visible plus sign. Thousands of thoughts rushed through your head, but all you wanted to do was puke. The two of you had just graduated college this past fall and been living together for six months. You were barely getting by and picking up extra shifts whenever you could get them. You had no idea how you would be able to afford a baby especially not when Jake’s dream job was still years away.

You heard the door to your tiny quaint apartment open and close. “Honey, I’m home.” You heard your sweetheart say. You rushed out of the bathroom to greet him.

“I’m pregnant.”

His smile dropped, “I got into flight school.”

You both stared at each other for a minute before you had both registered what had been said. You had known of his dreams to be a Naval Aviator, but you never could have planned the plot twist life just threw at you.

Braced myself for the goodbye

'Cause that's all I've ever known

Then you took me by surprise

You said, "I'll never leave you alone"

“Oh,” that was all you could bring yourself to say. You had begun to play with your fingers nervously feeling, once again like you had as a child. You were afraid this would be his opportunity to leave you like your father had. People didn’t stay long in your life, maybe this was only ever meant to be temporary too.

Jake quickly realized how fast you were beginning to close yourself off as soon as he saw tears slide down your cheeks. He moved closer to wipe your tears away.

“We have nothing figured out. We’re barely making ends meet as it is, how are we supposed to support another human?” You continued, “and then what happens when you get deployed? What if you get hurt and leave me?”

“We’ll figure this out,” He pulled you in close and wrapped you safely in his arms. “Tulip, I'll never leave you alone. I promise you.” He kissed your head as you cried into his chest. “You’re the best thing that’s ever been mine.” You say to him softly through your tears. You had never felt safer than you had in this moment.

You also knew at this moment that you wanted no one, but Jake Seresin for as long as he’d let you have him. At the time you didn’t know it, but he was already thinking about what the future would look like for the two of you.

You said, "I remember how we felt sitting by the water

And every time I look at you, it's like the first time

I fell in love with a careless man's careful daughter

She is the best thing that's ever been mine"

Your daughter, Molly, was now seven months old and you and Jake were bringing her to his parents ranch for her first Christmas.

“How’s my favorite niece?” Evelyn screamed and ran towards you and your daughter with open arms.

“She’s your only niece, Eve.” Jake laughed as he put down the empty baby carrier and held his arms open for her to hug him after hugging you and Molly.

“I missed you so much,” she loudly whispered to you and then moved on to hug Jake, “you’re my favorite brother.” She said giving him a squeeze.

“I’m your only brother,” he squeezed her, “you’re my favorite sister.” He laughed, “good, I’ll be sure to tell Sav, Kim and Ava.” She smirked.

“You’re my least favorite sister.” He said sarcastically, pulling away from her.

Later that day, you found yourself outside sitting on the dock by the lake that sat in the backyard of Jake’s parent’s ranch with Evelyn.

“I really did miss you,” Evelyn said looking at you from her cup of wine.

“I’m sorry that I haven’t been the best about keeping in contact, it’s just having a baby changes a lot.”

“I know, it’s partially on me as well, but promise me we’ll always be best friends even though you’re with my brother.” She held out her pinky finger.

“I promise,” you say and wrap your pinky around hers, “You know I always knew you’d end up with Jake.” she gave you that familiar Seresin smirk.

“You knew?” you raised an eyebrow, “I mean yeah, you guys always ran in each other’s orbits,” she laughed, “If y’all didn’t get together Senior year, I was gonna lock you both in a room until you finally confessed your feelings.” She confessed.

“Oh my god, you were not!” You playfully push her.

“I was so sick of seeing you guys make googly eyes at each other. I’m just glad it worked out, I couldn’t think of someone better for Jakeor for you.” She pulled you into a tight hug.

“Am I interrupting something?” Jake asked while fiddling with the ring in his pocket.

Evelyn smiled at Jake, “Absolutely not,” she grabbed her drink and patted his back, “good luck little brother.”

“I’m two minutes younger,” Jake exclaimed while she walked away, “still younger than me.” She laughed and continued walking back to the house.

Jake made his way over to you. You stood up to give him a quick kiss and wrapped your arms around him, “Do you remember the last time we were here?”

“Yeah, you asked me to be your girlfriend.” You stared out at the lake while remembering that moment that changed your entire life.

Jake pulled out the ring and got down on one knee, “Y/N, I love you more than anything else, well besides Molly, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you and making you happy. Will you marry me?” He waited hesitantly.

You stared down at him in shock, “Say yes!” You look over and see Evelyn holding Molly with Jake’s other sister’s and parents standing behind her.

“Yes!” You look back at Jake and smile with tears in your eyes.

Jake stands up and slides the ring into your finger. “You’re the best thing that’s ever been mine.” He says into the kiss.

Yes, yes, do you believe it? (Hold on)

Yes, yes, we're gonna make it now (Hold on)

Yes, yes, I can see it

Yes, yes, I can see it now

#jake hangman seresin x reader #jake seresin x reader #hangman x reader #tgm #top gun: maverick #top gun maverick fic #jake seresin #top gun fic #jake hangman seresin #top gun maverick fanfic #top gun fanfic #top gun imagine #top gun x reader

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how would jason be as a dad?

Jason Todd - Father Edition

do i think he will be like anakin/darth vader, despite his writing (mostly) being depicted as DC's tragic fallen sidekick? no

he will probably be incredibly apprehensive the entirety of the pregnancy (if he impregnates someone)

but will read every single parenting book in the gotham library

and he will learn every nook and cranny about various parenting styles

PTO parent

threatens karen w a knife bc she was intimidating/using fear tactics to scare the kids

"why dont u pick on someone ur own size" - jason, at karen, at approximately 8:57pm

reads a book a night to his baby

and doesnt miss a night. ever.

self-identifies as a DILF

(until he gets hit on by women. then he cringes.)

teaches the importance of boundaries, self-respect, and self-defense

yes, hes a karate dad. his kids take karate and he refuses to elaborate further

doesnt understand cocomelon

and bans it from his roof

but loves cookie monster and gonger's food truck adventures

sings lullabies to his babies

but the lullabies are alice in chains or metallica hits

he even bought matching black sabbath shirts for him and his baby

HOME COOKED MEALS FOR HIS KIDS

and those really cool homemade lunch kits you see on pinterest, with the star shaped sandwiches and dinosaur carrots

will literally dropkick anybody who hits on his kid

"they are a fucking child, karen. why are you making comments about 'waiting till he's 18'? what're you gonna do, RISE from the grave and snatch my child? fucking crypt keeper."

"Oh, shit. Did you hear that? This creep wants to hit on my baby, who still shits herself and can barely hold her head up. How about I take you on a date, and show you exactly what I'd do to you if I catch you makin' those comments about her again, hmm?"

doesnt care about being a single dad, and doesnt use his kids as pawns to flirt with others

he trusts duke the most (aside from alfred) with his kids

then tim, then damian, then dick.

"what the fuc- he's 11!1!" - dick, when walking in on damian babysitting jason's child

"yes, and you stick your escrima stick wherever it fits. stay humble." - jason

bruce is the second best grandpa in the world

alfred is the world's best pop-pop

and jason goes to him for parenting advice, or when he's feeling doubtful about himself as a father

and it usually ends up with him in tears and alfred comforting him because he's a better father than he's ever had

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ninjasmudge · 3 months

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Sun Wukong just quietly weeping in the corner cause he can't be Father or Grandpa Sun to the bots. They all call him kid including Bumblebee(who decides to be a little shit about it half the time). Actually, he can be Grandpa Sun to Predaking as the Predacon is a clone and probably isn't that old.

They'll have to wrestle first though considering the Decepticon issue. Only other way for the Monkey King to be older than a Cybertronian is if it's a Sparkling(baby bot). Everyday he's closer into searching for one just so he'll rightfully feel old.

Speaking of being called kid, Pigsy would instantly go silent as he can't really rebuttal about it due the massive age gap. At most he'll ask for them to not refer to him with that title. Sandy just blink but shrug it off. Although he is most likely to get offered water a lot since he's a river spirit in Nevada which either a desert or wasteland.

Nezha would be number 2 on the 'Don't Call Me Kid' list. It's embarrassing for mortals to refer to him like that as none of the factions are truly immortal. They just have insane life spans.

Macaque has a shit ton of blackmail if someone dares call him 'Kid'. He can hear into the past so finding something would be a cinch. Also Macaque definitely share some new swear words with Miko as further incentive to not call him 'Kid'.

DBK is number 1 on the 'Don't Call Me Kid' list. He's older than Nezha and Sun Wukong so being referred to like that would just anger him. Especially since DBK will only get involved in this alien robot insanity because of Red Son. Princess Iron Fan doesn't want to be called kid either but she likes hearing about the drama from this war. It's a free soap opera in her opinion.

Speaking of age, imagine the looks on Team Prime's faces learning their items that can grant immortality like peaches as there is the idea of magic they're still trying to figure out. Ratchet already had an aneurysm when MK cloned himself just to help with unpacking their latest supply haul. (Ratty doesn't like Porty MK at all.)

Optimus in the corner recording all of this as the archivist in him has become active. Tang and him would be talking for hours if they ever met.

all of this is very on point lmao FOR SOME REASON one of the things that got me here was how funny itd be for dbk to interact with basically any of the bots, his big intimidating talk means absolutely nothing here, he gets like, a polite clap from bee and smokescreen when hes done

... and if ratchet doesnt like porty mk, please take a moment to imagine how much ultra magnus hates him

ALSO I THINK RATCHET WOULD COMPLETELY REFUSE TO ACCEPT THE EXISTENCE OF MAGIC, NO MATTER HOW MUCH EVIDENCE HES PRESENTED WITH. HE WILL SIMPLY NOT LOOK. HE IS TURNING AWAY

#mk #tf #ask #HEYY THIS TOOK AN EMBARRASSINGLY LONG TIME TO ANSWER I JUST. FORGOT I HAD ANY ASKS AT ALL I HAVENT GOTTEN AN ASK IN MONTHS

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paymechildsupport · 28 days

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Teacher!Ryomen Sukuna x Sorcerer!Reader // Teacher!Sukuna HC's <3

(THIS IS NOT STUDENT X TEACHER, READER IS NOT A STUDENT!)

Personally, I think it’s an actual crime there isn’t more teacher!sukuna content out there. I’ve only ever seen one fan art of it, and ever since I’ve been scrounging around on my hands and knees to find more

So m’ gonna just do it myself 🙏

-!! [AFAB + AMAB] READER (HC’s involving reader’s bodily autonomy have both a female and male vers. → brief smut drabble at the end) [everyone's in on this one👏]

-!! Reader is a rather powerful sorcerer

-!! CW: Slight possessiveness (mainly for the short smut at the end → overstimulation, dacryphilia, slight size kink(?), mention of double cocks for og form Sukuna)

-!! Veeeery slight nod to manga spoiler if you squint. If you don’t know it 99% certain you won’t pick up on it

-!! Sukuna being a bit of a softy for his SO

3k+ words

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Awhile (around a good few centuries) ago, Ryomen Sukuna came to the conclusion that no, this was in fact not the way he wanted to live his life. He decided to put everything behind him; the bloodshed, the death, the massacres, and cannibalisms— (okay maybe that stayed the same)— all the things that essentially made his staple as the King of Curses. He’s a changed curse, he swears it. Honestly? Human food? Not that bad. Kinda worth changing his world view for

With a changed work ethic, and a changed heart, Ryomen Sukuna made the conscious decision to become a teacher, — specifically a teacher in sorcery

—————-

Ryomen Sukuna works at Jujutsu Tech,-- the infamous King of Curses, who predominantly spends most of his days helping ungrateful brats obtain the necessary skills to kill his kind

→”No, you thick-skinned brat, you’re doing it all wrong!”

“I’m sorry, Sukuna-sensei! I’m trying,--.. I really am! Could you maybe go over it one more time–”

“No! You’re going to die all alone as your friends are tortured mercilessly!”

“How could you say that…” 🥺

Following the fateful passing of Yuji Itadori’s grandpa, the poor kid awakened as a sorcerer with a rather nasty supply of cursed energy; a complete abnormality with an aura suspiciously like that of a certain Ryomen Sukuna…

→ “The little brat is not living with me”

“Awh, c’mon Sukuna-!! The kid’s a ticking time bomb to disaster, he needs help controlling his cursed energy, and who better to help than the amazing King of Curses himself!”

“Shut up, Satoru Gojo.”

“Ohoho~... looks like someone isn’t happy to become a single mother~~”

“What-!? Single moth– fool, you yourself are a single mother”

“...oh, yeah. Hehe… 😚”

“I hate it here…😒”

Now, with the additional burden of personally attending to Yuji Itadori, there was only one thing keeping Ryomen Sukuna from completely imploding:

You. His partner, his lover, his spouse, his anchor,-- the only source of light in his miserable, cursed life, – the sole person keeping him from reverting back to his old, murderous ways.

Meeting a few years back, the ancient curse could’ve sworn the world got a dozen shades lighter the second his eyes landed on your form in the Tokyo crowd. Where everyone was actively moving away from his looming, intimidating hulk of a body, you looked at him with eyes void of the fear reflected off so many others.

You approached him with interest, recognizing his unmistakable aura for that of the King of Curses, – and, to his utmost shock, – you proceeded to have a perfectly normal, civilized conversation with him. Never once did you look at him like you would a monster. Every time he’d get lost in those eyes of yours, never once did he find anything short of pure love and affection. It was sickeningly sweet.

There on a mission, you introduced yourself as a fellow Jujutsu Sorcerer.

Ryomen Sukuna could’ve sworn he’d heard your name before: rather infamous with the higher-ups, you were a well-respected sorcerer. That only aided to his immense confusion: why would a sorcerer of such high esteem and all around regard even remotely think talking to him, the King of Curses, was a good idea?

Absolutely flabbergasted and entranced from your first encounter, Ryomen Sukuna was practically completely at your mercy. It took very little for you to simply haul him over your shoulder and take him wherever; he’d soon become akin to a lost puppy with you.

Ryomen Sukuna is absolutely down-horrendous with his emotions. Hah, communication? Never heard of her.

He’s never felt this deep for anyone before, and it terrifies him to no end. You terrify him to no end,-- the amount of power you have over him could be almost comical.

At the start, he flat out avoided you altogether. Anytime he’d see you on campus he’d immediately start in the opposite direction. Anytime you’d attempt to strike up a conversation something would come up,-- he’d have to go somewhere, or the brats had gotten themselves in trouble again. And when Satoru Gojo found out about his little “crush”... oh boy, the teasing was lethal.

It wasn’t long before he craved your touch, and Ryomen Sukuna started to enter withdrawal from your presence. You were brutal, the poison continuously being pumped into his veins, – which was extra ironic, considering he was after all the King of Poisons, – how the actual hell did he end up in such a position? What have you done to him?

Man, he was cooked.

With a lot of time, and a heck of a lot of patience, did the curse finally allow himself to reveal more of himself to you.

It’s never been easy, – even after you two were married did Ryomen Sukuna still suck absolute ass at communicating his wants.

He craved your attention, your gaze, your approval. You were the drug that he simply couldn’t get enough of.

He’s not good with words, – in the past everything was just handed to him, – he had no clue how to actually work for someone’s affection.

Please be patient with him, – he’s trying, he really is 🥺. No matter how much he denies it, no matter how much he complains he hates being dependent on someone, no matter how much he claims how meaningless love is, you both know deep down these feelings of deep admiration and affection aren’t one sided. Sometimes, that fact alone can get you through even his most frustrating of times. He pushes you away because he feels guilty, but almost immediately does he regret his actions and desire your presence more than anything. The things you do to him

He lost his original form centuries ago, abandoning it after his near fatal confrontation with the sorcerers of the Heian Era. Gravely wounded, he absolved to staying hidden, laying low in the shadows. Sometimes he wished he still had that form, – still had his four arms, his two faces– he felt stronger, prettier in that body. Despite how much you told him how beautiful his current, two-armed form was, he wonders if you would’ve liked his original form– what it could do, how it could please your body. (But most of all he missed his two massive cocks to shove deep inside you–)

Ryomen Sukuna is very insecure about his image as the feared “King of Curses”. He’d be seen as weak, like he’d gone soft, – if anyone found out about you. That did little to deter you from showering him with your affections though <3 Even if he struggled to receive such affections–:

“What the actual hell do you think you’re doing–”

“What? Am I not allowed to visit my darling husband at his job?”

“No- ..! Who exactly do you think you are, you can’t just waltz into wherever to embarrass me–” You were in an empty classroom in what would be the normal time for lunch. The students would be out eating, so it was only you and him.

“Is that really all you think I do? Embarrass you?” You fought to conceal the pained expression threatening to bubble up to the surface.

“Yes! Do you know what they’ll think of me if they see me with you? He snaps angrily

“Are you.. Ashamed of me?” You blink

“What-? No, of course not” His face contorts into a scowl

“Then why can’t people see me with you?!”

“That’s not what I meant–” He hisses

“Yeah?” you retort, “then, what did you mean by that?”

“I–....” Ryomen Sukuna only ever seems to find himself short of words with you

Nodding curtly, “I’ll take my leave then” you make your way to the door

“Wait-” you pause, he hated seeing you upset. It made him feel hopeless, it made him feel weak. “tsk, nevermind. Leave then”

Huffing, you step out the door. Your second foot never even leaves the threshold before you’re lifted up by a pair of strong arms.

“Gah-! Ryomen– what the hell?!”

“Shut up.” the curse growls, placing you down on the nearest desk with a surprising gentleness, “just shut up.” He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck

You smile, accustomed to his brazenness, knowing this was him succumbing to his own affections for you.

“I’ll be quieter next time.”

“Mmm… don’t be”

“Oh?” you quirk an eyebrow, “are you no longer embarrassed of being seen with me?”

“No,” he grumbles, “if any pathetic worm dares to utter something against me, I’ll cleave their head off”

Chuckling, “charming”

“I’ll do it for you too” that part he whispers, so low you almost miss it. Almost.

“Awh, you’d slaughter anyone putting dirt on my name? And they say romance is dead 🥰”

“Shut the hell up.”

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Sukuna Ryomen would have a special ringer set for you in his phone so whenever you’d text him he’d know it was you

He never responds to anyone’s texts,-- anyone’s that’s not yours.

The second he hears that notification that man is immediately scrolling. It took him years to figure out how to work a telephone,-- and he still kinda sucks at it. So it takes him a while to respond, – he’s just a slow typer :)

He’ll be in the middle of sparring with Yuji for his training when he’ll hear your notification and swiftly whip out his phone, – still in the middle of fighting. Poor Yuji will still be sweating his ass off trying his very diddly darn hardest to land a singular punch and he won't even glance up from his phone 😭

It doesn’t matter what he’s doing, – the guy could be in the middle of fighting a Special Grade and he’d start texting you about what he wants for dinner while simultaneously throwing slashes 😟

Not big on PDA, – but alone? Man, you can’t get the bastard off you, – blud’s clingier than a kitten 😭he just really likes being nice and snuggled up in your arms

Alone, will often call you, – regardless of gender, – doll, (whore), sweetheart (if you’re not being a pain in the ass), – possessive lil’ shit and likes to add ‘my’ in front of any pet name, just to enforce the fact that you’re his.

Calls you karasu –(Japanese word for raven)

Sukuna Ryomen is incredibly picky with what he eats, (unless it’s your ass–) – he needs his meals done in a very specific way, otherwise he’s just not eating. It needs to be your meals too. If bro forgets to bring lunch or you don’t have time to make one for him he just starves. He’s an absolute menace when hangry– super grumpy. None of the students can stand him hungry, – and he refuses to defile his delicate palette with fast food of all horrible things

You got some of those cute cookie cutters for sandwiches and gave him little star sandwiches one day for his lunch. Mans was over the fucking moon. His ass refuses to ever eat another sandwich again unless its cut into cute lil’ shapes 🤏🥺

Be careful if you ever decide to visit him at work after a certain amount of times, cuz he will make you useful: using you as a sparring partner, giving you chores, making an example out of you to the other students.

You’re strong enough to hold your own against the King of Curses in a quick spar, – which really only means you won’t get immediately eviscerated upon throwing hands.

You’re strong, but nowhere near as strong as Ryomen Sukuna.

He’d only give you a cocky smirk, telling you to hurry up and lock in. You stare at the expecting faces of Megumi, Nobara and Yuji – who you naturally have grown a rather close bond to, being around each other so often. He gives you a reassuring thumbs up, smiling with an expectant glamor. You gulp, glancing back at your husband who has the most shit-eating grin on his face. Oh, you were cooked.

You manage to successfully dodge at least two strong attacks before being thrown onto your ass, the wind knocked out of you. Huffing, you scramble up, irritation giving you newfound determination. The King only raises an eyebrow at you.

You explode into a sprint, dashing up behind him, seemingly catching him off-guard. You lean in real close to his ear, whispering in a sultry tone:

“Your shoelace is untied”

“What, I’m not even wearing shoelaces–” and he gets thrown into the nearest tree, snapping it in half.

“Hahah!!”

“No way, Sukuna just got his ass handed to him!” Nobara exclaims, grinning

“That was so cool!” gushes Yuji, sending a wave of pride flowing through you at his excitement.

It is short lived, as your husband comes up behind you, glaring with a burning passion in his eyes.

“You totally beat him up, you sent him flying–” Megumi slaps a hand to Yuji’s mouth, his rambling getting choked off with a “mmph-!”

His smile is laced with dynamite as Sukuna dismisses the students early. Confused, but mostly relieved, the trio scurry away, Nobara and Yuji shouting cheery goodbyes over their shoulders.

Only you were close enough to see the raging lust in the King of Curse’s many eyes. His gaze rakes over your body, tensed in a fight or flight state, predatory. You swallow, hard, chuckling nervously, “Heheheh…”

Oh man, you were so horribly, undoubtedly cooked.

(short smut begins below line)

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[AFAB vers.]

Sukuna is brutal, hips smashing against yours, large hands gripping so hard large bruises start to form on your hips. You cry out, sobbing, pleading with him to slow the fuck down. Sukuna only clicks his tongue, condescension dripping from his tone,

“Where’s all that confidence and strength from before, eh?”

“h..*hic*..huh-?”

“Tsk,” he grunts, slamming himself particularly hard into your leaking heat, causing you to scream in both pleasure and pain

“S..sukuna-!! P- *hic* please..-! I-..I can’t— I can’t– OHH~” You keel over, knees giving in from underneath you. You stay pressed firmly against the teacher’s desk– his desk– in his empty classroom, – only being held by Sukuna’s deadly grip. “I-It *hic*.. It– HURTS..- *hic*”

“You can,... and. you. will.” he punctuates each syllable with another unforgivable thrust, “You seemed confident enough you.. *pant* take me in a..- *pant* .. in a fight– fuck–” Warm cum swells, coating your insides white.

Your eyes roll violently to the back of your head, thighs squeezing desperately against him, instinctively trying to milk him for all he’s got, – despite the excess cum already spilling from your abused hole, kept in only by Sukuna’s massive cock. Was this the fourth or the fifth time..?

You lost count ages ago, numbers losing all sense of value along with everything else in your head, Sukuna absolutely fucking your goddamn brains out. Dumbed by his cock, you could only limply gaze dreamily through lidded eyes, a look of pure bliss on your face.

Sukuna grins down at your fucked out face, admiring you as his masterpiece. You looked so pretty impaled on his cock. Pulling your head back by your hair, he smashes his lips onto yours in a sloppy kiss. You truly were the best thing to come of his long, cursed life.

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[AMAB vers.]

Sukuna is cruel, hips smashing against your ass, large hands gripping so hard large bruises start to form on your hips. He fucks you, bent over the desk, – his desk, in his empty classroom,-- and shaking like a pathetic mutt. You cry out, sobbing, pleading with him to slow the fuck down. Sukuna only clicks his tongue, condescension dripping from his tone,

“Where’s all that confidence and strength from before, eh?”

“h..*hic*..huh-?”

“Tsk,” he grunts, large hand closing around your swollen, throbbing cock. Your eyes widen in horror as he begins to jerk you off at a grueling pace, causing you to scream in both pleasure and pain

“S..sukuna-!! P- *hic* please..-! I-..I can’t— I can’t– OHH~” You keel over, knees giving in from underneath you. You stay pressed firmly against the desk only held by Sukuna’s torso. “I-It *hic*.. It– HURTS..- *hic*”

“You can,... and. you. will.” He punctuates each syllable with another unforgivable thrust, syncing with a violent pump to your cock, limpand emptied out. “You seemed confident enough you.. *pant* take me in a..- *pant* .. in a fight– fuck–” Warm cum swells, coating your insides white.

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Sukuna brain-rot goes hard-!! He's such a goofy lil' guy, I love him :3

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vixen525noms · 10 months

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Release- Extended Version

Warning- safe vore (main), fatal vore (others), characters in distress

Inspired by a pic by @verefex

Enara lost count of how much she had paced the metal walkway over the enclosure, but she hadn’t lost track of time. Ten minutes past the end of her break. But she wouldn’t get in trouble. The other security workers seemed to expect her to stay beyond the end of her break when they told her she should take a look at what they were guarding. It was extremely unexpected, but probably not for the reason they thought.

She was pretty confident most thought monsters like this are myths… but it wasn’t her first time seeing one. She had just been a child, but she knew she hadn’t imagined it. The first time had been extremely brief. She had been stunned silent in awe at the massive being. She remembered storybooks speaking of such things as dangerous, often eating people. She hadn’t known what to do. There was no way she could out run it. But she watched as the giant simply reached over the fence of her grandpa’s farm and set down the lamb that had gone missing earlier in the day. It… no, he stared at her as the lamb ran past her to go to its mother, then simply went back the way he came.

Even as a child it was enough for her to understand that despite what the storybooks said, this titanic person wasn’t an evil monster. Just very scary. And very, very big.

The second, and last encounter had been more significant. It was a couple years after the incident with the lost lamb. But she had gone to collect berries for making pie.. she had fallen down, tumbled into the river. She thought she was doomed. She remembered waking on dry land, coughing up water with pressure on her chest. The pressure gone followed by her being lifted up. Enara remembered when she opened her eyes seeing the same enormous ‘monster’ carrying her. Same as he had carried the lamb. Except this time he went further past the fences, instead setting her much closer to the house before once again leaving.

She paced the walk again, talking to herself as she considered her options. Seeing what they had locked up here… others may see a giant as a dangerous monster… she knew different. Sure the muscular, dark haired giant was enormous and intimidating… but from what she saw back on the farm, she knew they weren’t monsters. She ignored the blue eyes tracking her movement as she talked aloud to herself as she processed the information, “If I do this, I won’t just lose my job. I’ll lose my credentials and never work in security again. Might even be arrested for theft of company property or worse. They may even kill me. I am going to be in so much trouble…”

She went further down the walk this time, over to a panel. Other guards had given her the key ring so she could come in here and see… they wouldn’t expect this. It took some tries to find the right key for the access panel. She hoped she was right about these beings. She would be in easy reach when the restraints were dropped. She opened the panel. Hesitates… hit the first of the buttons. She heard the whirring of gears and the electronics click as the massive restraints on the so-called monster released, allowing free movement. She watched the giant stand, staring at her as she stood near the panel. She was fairly certain he was smart enough to understand she had freed the restraints. Alarms were going off. Usually only one restraint would ever be loosened, but definitely not released, so they could feed the being, so not surprising there were alarms for this. She could feel those blue eyes staring at her, watching what she did. She took a deep breath to build her nerve… and she hit the button to open the passage to the surface. The way they no doubt brought this giant in… and the only escape.

She had expected to immediately hear the heavy foot prints of the being, feel the floor shake during an escape. She saw the guards at the door to the walkway. “They got here fast… time to face conseque…'' her talking to herself was interrupted as the other guards started onto the walk, and instead of fleeing the giant smacked the walkway, sending guards flying… Disabling the walkway made sense. Prevent the other guards from closing the door. But it would be her end... she was falling… but didn’t hit the ground. She landed in a soft palm as the giant caught her, preventing her from falling to her death like the other guards. Although she supposed he could have caught them too, but probably had no reason to. She was now being held by the giant she freed… and he was now heading towards the exit.

She had no idea what he would do to her, but she hoped she wouldn’t regret her actions as the titanic being held her tight to his chest as he used his other hand to go.. Something. She couldn’t see what, but she could feel muscles flexing as he was doing something.

“Too tight!” Enara tried to yell as best she could, hoping he spoke or at least understood the language. The pressure on her from his hand pinning her was a lot. Made it hard to breathe. She understood why; it was an extremely stressful situation. He probably wasn’t focused on how he was holding her. She felt the hand move, now instead cupped open so she could see where he was running instead of pinned against him. She figured that meant he understood, even if she hadn’t heard him speak. It was a relief to not be pinned like that, and she caught a glance of the open doors ahead… and she could see the other guards had gathered and the turrets were active.

The massive giant ignored the hail of bullets being fired. The small weapons did nothing. She yelled and ducked in fear and pain when she felt intense heat and bits of metal shower her when a rocket hit the giant in the chest above where he had her cupped. Even if the giant had kept her from falling to her death earlier, she was far more vulnerable to the weapons they were using than him. “I’m going to die…” She said, more thinking aloud like she had on the walkway than actually expecting anything to come of the statement. Fortunately the giant had heard, and had a solution to the issue at hand of keeping her safe while he made his escape.

Unfortunately she had no way to understand his plan or intentions, and the urgency of the situation did not offer much time for proper communication.

What she did know was that the giant had turned so his back was to the weapons, blocking her from the next rocket blast. He was looking down at her again. Enara looked up to meet those intense blue eyes. She could see a trickle of blood from his mouth, although she was pretty sure that was an injury from before she triggered the release, one of the reasons she had made up her mind so quickly. He was lifting her up to his face and she tensed a bit. He was so large and intimidating, she couldn’t help but be nervous being handled by him, even if she had childhood memories of encountering a helpful giant.

She cried out and cringed down when she was up to his face and witnessed his mouth opening as his hand came near it. She thought she heard him say something, but was too panicked to process. Were the stories about giants eating humans right? Had the one she saw as a child been an exception? She hesitantly snuck a glance. Those teeth were huge. The tongue a vibrant blue color, as was the rest of his mouth… So there were differences beyond just size… Enara covered her face to avoid looking anymore as the tongue came into contact with her. In an instant she could feel she was no longer in contact with the giant's hand. She could feel his body around her moving. She didn’t know what he was doing, but… even if she was wet with drool now, the tongue wasn’t moving. No licking… and no swallowing. Was her terrified assumption wrong?

Enara was very hesitant, but lowered her hands, peeking her eyes open. A bit of light peeked past the lips, letting her see the blue surroundings. She could hear commotion outside, hear things being smashed or blowing up. The sounds of guns and rocket launchers. It slowly sank into her mind that he wasn’t eating her… He needed his hands free to deal with the other guards, and she had been too exposed. He had been reacting to her statement, the very real risk of her getting killed by the weapons meant for him. She was hesitant, but rested a hand on the tongue beneath her. There was some reaction to the touch, a bit of movement, but as best she could guess he was intentionally trying not to move her around and scare her more. He clearly understood her… So maybe if she talked out making sense of this situation, she would get a reaction?

“I… thought the worst… the stories I’ve heard…” She said, a bit hesitant and unsure if he’d be too preoccupied with those trying to kill or recapture him to listen. “I mean, I have no idea if they’ve even given you decent food, or how desperate you may be. When you caught me after knocking down the walkway, I hoped I had been right about you… that you were like the one I’d seen as a child… But when you… did this…” Enara paused, thinking about her words, “I thought it’d be the end of me.” She saw a brief flash through the very slight part in the lips before he grit his teeth and the light vanished. They must have hit him in the face with something, and letting her have a bit of light was no longer an option. “But… you didn’t… swallow. I… hope I’m right in thinking you put me here because I was too exposed to the weapons they were using on you…”

She heard a grunt from the giant. She had no idea if it was to acknowledge her words or if he had been hit with something stronger, but it encouraged her to keep talking to work through her thoughts, and perhaps have him understand her own reactions. “If I’m right… I appreciate you… keeping me from getting killed in this conflict.” She touched her shoulder, which she was starting to notice was hurting quite a bit now that the initial adrenaline was dying down a bit. The cloth of the uniform was gone there; she could feel a different texture to the moist, hot skin and it was very tender to the touch. She must have been burned when the rocket hit so close to her. “I hope they aren’t hurting you too bad… I’m sorry I couldn’t do more to help you escape… it was… impulsive, not planned. I didn’t know if I could get the keys a second time… I wish I could have done something to stop them from attacking as you left…” This time when she paused, he gave a sort of hum. So she was more confident he was responding to what she said. He was trying to listen to her, to pay attention to how she was handling this.

She sighed in relief. “You… you are listening to what I say… trying to respond when you can. That’s… reassuring. Very reassuring. Makes me think you really do mean well by this, and I’m not just some snack being savored.” The response was another hum, slightly higher pitched, almost happier. Like he was pleased she understood he hadn’t done this to hurt her. A moment later the giant jerked to one side, and she wondered if he’d been hit with something stronger. He was trying to keep her calm… at least she was pretty sure that was his intention… She wished she could kind of return the favor. She was hesitant, but she pat his tongue beneath her. “Hang in there… you are tough enough I’m sure you can get past whatever they throw at you… I hope they aren’t hurting you too much.”

The giant jerked again, and lips parted to allow light through the teeth, illuminating the blue space around her and a deep growl reverberated through her bones. Teeth parted slightly as he let out an even louder growl, and she could briefly glance at what had him so angry. They had gotten out vehicle mounted weapons, and those could hit a lot harder than the rocket launchers. Enara barely managed to see his hand coming down towards one of them before the teeth and lips closed again. They were definitely making his escape hard. But despite the tension and anger at being attacked, he had seemed to remain relatively cautious of her in here.

Then there was a sudden, much harsher jerk and she felt herself tumbling back…”No!” She cried out as she knew she was heading towards his throat. She was terrified. Even if he was trying to be careful, all the harsh movement was going to send her to his stomach! She was going to die despite his best efforts! The tongue beneath her she rolled across suddenly went up, pressing her against the roof of the mouth. Thank goodness… Even as he fought and focused on the battle around him, he was doing his best to keep her safe. It was uncomfortable as the tongue moved, pushing her around to get her back to the middle front, but a relief. She sighed as she felt space around her again, “Thank you… I thought… Thank you.”

She felt more movement again, a slight bounce almost. She could only guess he was running to get distance so they couldn’t keep hounding him with weapons. A brief flash of light from the front of his mouth again as it opened and he took deeper breaths, but she remained undisturbed. She could hear the motor of a helicopter… They were following him as he ran, but she got a flash of movement and heard an impact, soon followed by a crash. She could only guess he threw something at the helicopter to keep it from tracking him as he finally got away from that awful place.

She hoped this meant he would get her out soon. Even if he had seemed to be trying to reassure her, it was still really scary to be in the mouth of a giant. She also couldn’t help but wonder what he did intend to do with her as he took her with him… and she found herself thinking aloud again, “Suppose doing this kinda blew up my life as I knew it. Even with everything you probably wrecked, the cameras would have picked up what I did and uploaded to remote back up. Guess I can’t really go home anymore.”

She suddenly found herself tumbling out onto the giant's hand. He was keeping a quick pace still, but no longer running. He did take a moment to glance down at her, and she finally heard him speak for the first time, two simple words; “Thank you.” She smiled, but her smile dropped when she saw his other hand go to his mouth and some of the guards pursuing them vanished down his gullet. He saw her expression, and gave a sheepish smile, “Don’t worry. You aren’t on the menu. But the refused me food and I needed something to hold me over… probably should get what I can from the helicopter too…” She frowned, “So… the stories aren’t wrong. Giants do eat people…” He sighed, “It’s… complicated. Usually when we do so it’s safe, just a bit of fun. We can… protect humans from being harmed in there if we choose. But in desperate situations? Where they have abused and starved us? Yeah, most of us will retaliate that way… You have a name, little rescuer?” She was a bit nervous of the massive giant, but nodded, “Uh… yeah. Enara. Enara Jaskolski” He smiled, “Interesting that a girl with a name that means the swallow bird… both your first and last name… would rescue a giant named Caelus… a name meaning god of the sky.”

He turned and started to where she saw smoke rising. She supposed she couldn’t blame him, he was desperate for food after being starved by these same people… but it was still unnerving, especially after he had her in his mouth for so long and came awfully close to swallowing her once. She looked away when he reached for the crashed helicopter and she could hear groans from barely alive people in the crash. She really didn’t want to think about it. But at least the sounds were brief before he turned to start moving again. She glanced up at him and saw an amused grin on his face, almost like he wanted to laugh. She cocked her head, “Is something funny?” He glanced down again, the light of the sun filtering through his dark hair, “Yeah, just that your name means swallow… but that you were one guard I didn’t want to swallow!” He seemed to think for a moment, “At least, not when I’m this hungry. Maybe safely some time just for fun.” Enara shuttered, “That’s not a reassuring thought.” “Not like you can go back to the life you had… although… The last name sounds familiar.”

She stared at the giant, “It… does?” “Yeah. I think I remember a sign on a farm with that name on it…” Caelus mused, “A while back. Pretty area near a river.” Enara was stunned silent. Her memory wasn’t the best from so long ago… but could this be the same giant that had saved her when she fell in the river? It seemed impossible… but… There couldn’t be that many giants or their existence would be more than just a fairytale to most.

He noticed her quiet and looked down at her, but decided not to press the matter. Poor girl was overwhelmed as it was. Gave up everything she knew to save his life. He’d give her time to think and process everything she just experienced. Maybe while he continued he could spot something large to catch and eat, like a bear or even better, a herd of buffalo. But for now he needed to keep moving, he didn’t want the bastards that caught him to have time to organize and catch up to him before he could hide from them.

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Instead I Pour the Milk. [Alejandro Vargas x fem!Reader] Chapter 6: The Zoo.

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It hit Alejandro like a ton of bricks when he finally realized you weren't married.

His first clue was when David said "our Grandpa" during his story. Then Eva kissed him and the math really began to math. It made sense, neither of you had worn wedding rings, and you did look awfully alike now that he saw the two of you next to each other. As much as he's too ashamed to admit it, if he had known that you weren't in a relationship he would have visited again sooner. He heard someone refer to David as your husband on Monday and it made him wilt. He put off seeing you again as he mourned his budding feelings for you. Now it'd be different. Now, nothing was stopping him from seeing you whenever could– not even himself.

He wouldn't admit this to you in a million years, but there was another time he saw you in Las Almas between your initial trip as a child and finally moving there.

You were 18, he was 21, and you had visited Las Almas with two of your girl friends as a Highschool graduation gift from your parents. They were extremely wary about letting you party in a different city alone, but eventually caved. Luckily, nothing bad happened to you and you made it home safely.

All thanks to Alejandro.

You were at a popular outdoor club, having the time of your life with your friends like you were the only three people in the world. Your black dress was backless and showed off the contours of your shoulder blades and spine as you danced. The hues of blue and purple from the surrounding LED lights made you look like an ethereal Princess gracing that very club with your presence. Alejandro was only a cadet in the Mexican Army at the time, a lot more carefree than he was presently. He wasn't in Special Forces yet, but they were looking at him. Him and his friends went to that club every Saturday, and no other Saturday had he seen you there before. Intently focused on you, he watched your face and tried to match it up with the one he saw years ago, weaving threads of hope together in his mind that you were the girl from before. It'd be hard to mistake you for anyone else, especially when he finally heard you laugh. Same laugh, same smile, and it was making him a nervous wreck. He never thought he'd see you again, and despite his overwhelming desire to say hello, he couldn't move his feet off the ground. You were beautiful to say the least, unlike anyone he has ever seen before, and that made you intimidating as hell.

His friend Rudy tried to hype him up as he sipped nervously on his drink to wet his drying throat. "Dude, just go talk to her. She's clearly a tourist, so who knows when you'll see her again?"

"I know I know, I just... I'm nervous, alright?" Alejandro admitted, annoyed with himself.

"Then ask for her number or something. The worst she can say is no."

"Exactly."

"Ay. When did you become such a wimp?" Rudy teased.

Alejandro rolled his eyes and tried to catch sight of you again, but you and your friends were gone.

"A la verga." Alejandro growled, downing the last of his drink and marching in the direction you were once in.

He finally found you outside of the club on the main street. You were piss drunk, leaning on a tree for balance as you talked on the phone, and fuming. Your friends ditched you in an unfamiliar town when currently you were easily the most vulnerable out of either of them. You couldn't even stand on your own and it was a challenge just trying to find your friend's name in your contacts. Despite this you were still coherent enough to realize that your friends just seriously fucked you over.

"Rachel where did you guys go? What do you mean you and Maria got a taxi, I only left for like 3 minutes to pee! You couldn't have waited? Oh yeah? Well the both of you can go straight to hell, and say hi to your grandma for me when you get there." You hung up and held your head in your hand. The world was spinning, all the liquor you had previously was beginning to catch up at the same time. This is exactly what your mother warned you about. You knew you should have drank water between shots like she said to.

You yourself don't remember much after that, just someone helping you into a taxi and asking you to describe your hotel. You also puked on their shirt.

It hurt to let you go again. Alejandro tried to forget you after so long, but when he finally saw you again it felt almost prophetic. Like fate, though he didn't think fate could be so cruel as to tease him with your existence in such a way. You were leaving his life as soon as you re-entered it, and he had to let you. He wished the night went different, he wished he approached you immediately and asked you for your number. Boy did he hate when Rudy was right.

He hailed a taxi for you while you clung to the tree with your eyes tightly shut.

"Señorita..." He said to you carefully. You looked up at him and he frowned. You were obviously scared. Drunk, alone, and scared.

He leaned down and extended his arm. "There's a taxi waiting for you, can you walk?"

You nodded and tentatively let go of the tree to wrap your hands around his thick bicep.

Alejandro helped you into the backseat of the car and poked his head in. "Can you make sure she gets to her hotel safely?" He asked the taxi driver.

The man in the driver's seat scoffed. "Do I look like mother hen to you?"

Alejandro growled, and would have let his temper get the best of him if there wasn't bigger fish to fry. He got into the taxi with you and let you lean your head on his shoulder as you rode through town to your Hotel. Luckily you were able to remember that your hotel had a green roof, and Alejandro knew the exact one you were talking about.

"What's your name?" He asked you with an arm wrapped around your shoulders to keep you from falling forward.

You opened your mouth to speak but hurled on his chest, and he was only slightly disgusted. Not at you, but the warm wet feeling of puke on his chest. He just wished he hadn't unbuttoned his shirt halfway that day to look sexy.

"Scout. M'name's Scout." You slurred.

Holy shit. It really, really was you.

But that didn't matter much right now. He helped you out of the cab and after paying the driver helped you into your hotel's lobby where the receptionist took care of you from there.

"Thank you..." You choked out as the receptionist guided you to an elevator.

A soiled shirt and broken heart, he left the hotel and walked along the sidewalk.

His phone was ringing and he answered without looking at the caller ID. "Yo, where are you man? Did you get her number?" Rudy asked.

Alejandro cleared his burning throat. "No. I'm just going to go home."

* * *

You thought back on that night as you got ready for your Sunday Zoo trip. You were saved by a stranger that night from a possible and terrible fate. The kindness you were shown by the local man who you can't remember was when you decided irrevocably that Las Almas was where you wanted to be. As for your friends, the moment you were sober you changed your flight to later that day and left them behind in Las Almas. You didn't care what they did, you just made sure it was no longer at your expense.

It was present day now and you were standing in your kitchen when David walked in. "Ready for our double date?" He asked, clearly ready himself. His hair was styled and his clothes were giving both suave and Sunday leisure.

You turned to look at him with a sincere, perplexed look. "Is that what this is?"

"Well I'd love to hear what you think it is?"

You paused from packing your picnic basket to think. "I thought it was a date I was invited to that Alejandro was also invited to so I wouldn't be a third wheel."

David blinked at you in a way that let you know you just said something stupid. "You literally just described a double date. My God Scout, You really have been out of the dating scene a while."

You rolled your eyes. "Oh, whatever. I didn't even really want to go in the first place but you put me on the spot."

"You won't regret it, and if you do then... I dunno, dinner's on me."

"It's your night to handle dinner anyway!" You shouted.

"Oh, well it works out then huh?"

You rolled your eyes and put the picnic basket in your fridge for later that day and went downstairs to work the few hours you could before you had to close shop. It would really, really help to get some employees so you wouldn't have to close. Next order of business would be making "Help Wanted" posters.

Abuelita and her friends came in after church for brunch, and eventually three male soldiers sat and clearly gawked at you at the counter. You knew what they were there for, so you explained to them that you'd be closing soon. Abuelita and her friends were already aware and content with sitting in the lounge until it was time to leave.

"Any particular reason you're closing early? Going somewhere?" One of them asked.

"My cousin and I are going on a "double date"." You answered with air quotes.

"Cousin?"

"Yeah, David." You pointed out the man in question with a nod. He was folding napkins at the end of the bar but looked up when you said his name.

"What about me?" He wondered.

"They asked what we're doing today." You replied.

"Oh, yeah. We're taking dates to the zoo." He confirmed.

"Well then who's your date, Señorita?"

The door opened and you looked past all three of them. They didn't think to turn around until they saw your eyes twinkle and mouth curl into a wide grin.

Alejandro.

"Morning, Señorita." He greeted. He was in civilian clothes now. A white shirt, jeans and sneakers. You couldn't help but notice how his shirt was fighting for its life against his bicep muscles.

"Morning, Señor." You chirped in a sing song-y tone, one that seemingly only he could bring out.

Alejandro sat between the three men on a free stool. "Ready for today?"

"I am, I even packed us all a picnic basket."

"Great idea. No sign of Eva yet?"

"I guess she's running late." You turned to the others. "Sorry gentleman, but when David's date gets here you'll have to leave when we do. Did you want your checks now?" You asked.

The three men were silent, exchanging looks of both defeat and annoyance.

Alejandro looked between the three men. "I believe the lady asked you all a question." He said in a polite but fiercely stern tone.

"Yes, yes ma'am we would like our receipts." One said nervously.

Alejandro then looked at you and a mischievous smile ran across his face. "I like how you did your hair." He said to you.

You giggled. "Oh, stop." You said while walking to the register to ring up the men.

"There a problem, gentleman?" Alejandro asked the men sitting with him at the counter quietly while you were occupied.

"N-no, Señor." One of them said.

Alejandro smirked and nodded. "Just checking."

* * *

You hadn't been to a Zoo in a long time, and you were beginning to understand why.

"If we go to see the lions first we can go to the elephants from there then through the reptile exhibit all the way to the Aquarium." David said.

You shook your head. "I want to go to the Aquarium first. That way we can go from there through the amphibian house right into the monkey exhibit."

"You know monkeys scare me, Scout."

"Ever heard of plexiglass? They couldn't get to you with a rocket launcher!" You said mockingly.

As you too argued about which route to go while fighting over who got to hold the one map your group was given, Eva turned to Alejandro.

"Are they always like this?" She whispered to him.

He shrugged with a smile. "I'm not sure myself, but I assume so."

She giggled, then turned to your cousin. "I really like David. I want things to go well between him and I, so it means a lot to me that I gain Scout's approval."

"I'll cross my fingers for you. But Scout is a friendly woman and you seem nice, I don't see why she wouldn't like you. " He said.

Eva smiled at Alejandro. "Well she likes you, that much is certain."

He cocked his head at her. "How can you tell?"

"She nearly dropped my food into my lap yesterday when she saw you come into her shop." She laughed.

He chuckled, having noticed that too. If Eva thought so, then maybe there was hope for him afterall.

"Fine, let's ask them." David said and the two of you approached your dates. "Who's route do you think is better? Mine or hers?"

Your dates mumbled a simultaneous "uhhh".

Your eyes lit up and you dug in your purse. "I've got it, we flip a coin. I'm heads, you're tails."

"Maybe I wanted to be heads." David muttered bitterly.

Eva finally chimed in to try and maintain the peace. "How about we just... split up and meet back later for the picnic?"

You wondered what the point of a "double date" would be if you didn't spend the entire date together, but everyone else seemed to be in agreement so you went with it.

"My route was still better." You mumbled to David as you walked in different directions.

Like promised, you and Alejandro went to the aquarium first. He didn't care what order you two saw the animals in and was just happy to be following closely and carrying your picnic basket for you. He watched you as your gaze switched between the various exhibits to the signs displaying facts on the animals inside. He also noticed the change in your formerly neutral expression when you finally went to the exhibit with your favorite animal. You were beaming as you pulled your phone out to take several pictures of it before reluctantly walking away.

Alejandro wasn't blind to the way locals were watching you two, however you yourself were a bit preoccupied trying to get the lions to come up to the glass with a "pspspsps". People were going to start talking, and Alejandro didn't appreciate that; for your sake. He knew how some of the women in town felt about him, and how that was in turn going to make them feel about you. He also knew how some of the men, mostly other soldiers, felt about you. But was he worried for himself? Not in the slightest.

After hours of animal watching, you looked at a text from David. "We should meet up with Eva and Dave."

He agreed and the two of you made your way to the picnic tables.

You chewed your lip in thought. "And, thank you." You said.

"For what?"

"For coming with us. I haven't gone out much since coming here, and... I'm having a great time so far."

You looked up at him and smiled, which made him swallow nervously. "Don't mention it, I'm having fun too." He said nonchalantly.

* * *

Everyone was pleased with the lunch you packed. Fruit, sandwiches, water and chocolate for dessert. You all ate and laughed and learned more about each other with every word exchanged, and soon the heavy pit lodged in your heart was nearly totally disintegrated. Your doubts about moving to Las Almas were shunned to the back of your mind, far away from the realm of your optimism it once tormented.

After your lunch, everyone was ready to go back to the café. Alejandro and Eva stuck around and you four exchanged even more laughter in the loft of your shop. But the perfect moment couldn't last forever. Alejandro had to report back to base and look over some reports before the start of the new week, and Eva had to relieve her dogsitter.

"Come back soon." You said to Alejandro before wrapping your arms around his neck. His cologne was reminiscent of pine and patchouli, and the whiff you got set your heart on fire.

"I'll do my absolute best." He promised, wrapping his arms around your waist. You pulled apart after a few moments, though you would have probably preferred eternity.

Him and Eva left together and you and David high fived so hard that it echoed through the store.

"Look at us." You said.

"Look at us!" David confirmed.

After a celebratory glass of wine and you admitting to him that the was a good idea, he went in his room and you checked on the kittens. It had been time to name them, you thought.

You called the white one Microwave, Micro for short. She was the runt and significantly smaller than the rest. The black kitten gave off witchy, spooky vibes to you. And since Halloween was approaching, you felt Ghost suited her. The ginger tabbies were twin boys, you suspected. The first one you named Peanut for his fur color. Lastly, his twin brother was named Roast Beef. Why? Because you thought it was funny.

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Hetalia Food/Drink Headcanons: Main Ensemble Edition

We all know North Italy has a love for pasta. One might imagine that he has a love for the "fancier" or more "complex" pasta dishes his home has to offer - and he does! - his absolute favorite dish is cacio e pepe. It reminds him of what Grandpa Rome would make for him when he was younger and needed a pick-me-up. Nobody makes it as good as Grandpa Rome, of course.

Germany has been coming around to IPA's over the last few centuries. If a world meeting is held at America's house, and if he and some of the other nations will go out for drinks afterward, he'll order one. He'd rather have a lager any day, but given that he's not a huge fan of America's take on lagers, he'll take the lesser of two evils. You might even get him to admit he kinda-sorta-almost likes them if he's tipsy enough - yes, even the hipster-y ones.

Japan has gone to every Ramen Jiro in Japan dozens of times over. He'd consider himself a Jirorian, doing his best to blend in with the students and salarymen who frequent the shops, and he likes to invite Greece and Prussia to accompany him on his trips to the "sacred" shop in Mita. (ie, the original Ramen Jiro) His go-to is the tonkatsu.

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While America is and always be a fan of a good all-beef patty, he's become a fan of the "impossible," plant-based meats that are growing in popularity. He says eating plant-based burgers and hot dogs make him feel like he's living in a sci-fi movie - "in the future, people will GROW their meat!" - and appreciates the fact that most plant-based meat companies' environmental footprints are much smaller.

England is, of course, something of a tea aficionado, at least in the Western world. His "usual" is a nice Earl Grey, usually the Twinings brand - a fan since the beginning! - but he's been known to drink green or oolong, with China giving him suggestions on which blends he'd like best. Canada has been trying to get him to come around to the London fog variant of Earl Grey, but England is staunchly against trying it.

It actually took France a few decades to get his recipe for macarons right - they're finnicky little pastries! - but now that he's got it down, he loves making them. Watching him make these confections is like watching an artist at the easel or the marble block. In the last century or so, he's also gotten really creative with the flavors he uses for each batch, both successfully and unsuccessfully. He's gotten into the practice of making a batch of two dozen with unique flavors for each nation on their "birthday" - his favorite to date are the cherry blossom ones he made for Japan some time ago.

Russia has a tendency to over-season his food. If he's following a recipe with specific measurements provided - half a teaspoon of celery seed, a teaspoon of tarragon - it's not a problem. However, if he's going off of sight and feel alone, he puts in way too much, because "it never looks like there's enough!" By the time he gets around to tasting the food to check the seasoning, it's often too late. The worst offender is usually pepper, but most people are too intimidated? nice to complain.

There's a long-standing agreement that the nation whose house a World Meeting is held at is the nation who decides where everyone goes out for dinner - if the meeting is hosted in New York, America usually takes the nations to a steakhouse; if the meeting is hosted in Rome, North and South usually take people to a local pizza place; so on and so forth. When meetings are hosted at China's house, he, almost without fail, takes everyone out for hot pot. Everybody loves it, and they look forward to when meetings are hosted in Beijing. China is personally is a huge fan of the mutton, and has been for centuries.

South Italy makes the most unbelievable pizza ever known to man or nation. His favorite is the Pizza Margherita, which he perfected with Rafaele Esposito (the father of modern pizza) and has been eating since it first dropped at the Risorgimento in the 1860s, thank you very much. In fact, he used to work at Esposito's tavern Pizzeria di Pietro e basta così when he wasn't engaged with nation-y activities. In recent history, he grows his own San Marzano tomatoes and basil for the Margherita pizzas he makes, and he still uses the original dough recipe he picked up from Esposito. He could share it with you, but he'd have to kill you.

Prussia has swapped recipes with Poland for like, the past few hundred years, and much of the food he ate was influenced by Poland and, to some extent, Russia. His favorite thing to make, even after all these years, is Königsberger Klopse. He does tend to go a little heavy on the capers. Unrelated - one time, he accidentally ate some of Gilbird's gourmet seed blend, thinking it was snack seed mix, and didn't notice until about three handfuls in that it was not human/nation-grade product. Germany was there to see it, and is the only person that knows. He's been sworn to secrecy on the matter under the threat of blackmail.

Canada, as we know, is a fiend for ice cream, and he'll eat just about any brand of it that you offer to him. His favorite for "binging" is Chapman's, mostly because it comes in a cardboard box that can be deconstructed and laid out near-flat - no spoonfuls lost in the corners! He's also a fan of some of his brother's brands of ice cream, particularly Ben & Jerry's. He's been known to make the near 5-hour trek from his place to the factory in Waterbury, Vermont for a tour and free samples...multiple times a year, even...don't tell America this, or he'll get teased.

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Heeyy!! For the ask game, my genshin team is: Alhaitham, Yae miko, Yelan and Zhongli

ask game is closed!

heyyyyy thanks for playing, everyone on your team is hot lmao

who’s the most ticklish character

m-my bias is telling me it's zhongli yes i hope u believe me it is absolutely zhongli

who’s the character that most people would assume isn't ticklish, but actually is

alhaitham, mainly because of the intimidating vibes and indifferent expression he gives off. if you ask him if he's ticklish, though, he has no problem admitting that he is because he doesn't really care if people know if someone tries to tickle him, though, then suddenly he does care hehehe~

who’s the character that everyone gangs up on and tickles

ALHAITHAM like miko and yelan are some of the most ler-coded characters this game has to offer and miko is absolutely the type of person to be upfront and tease alhaitham about how they never get to see his smile, whereas yelan is the actual threat because of how good she is at tickling when it comes to technicality. they also get a kick out of converting alhaitham's colder demeanor into frantic laughter. sometimes zhongli will join in but he's not as devious as the other two yelan and miko do go after zhongli too but alhaitham will not join because less involvement means fewer chances of being targeted in the future he thinks (he's wrong lol) ALSO yelan and miko are competitors as they are comrades and love to simultaneously tickle either zhongli or alhaitham and make them decide who is the better ler. OR one of them will ler for alhaitham while the other will ler for zhongli and they'll make it a competition to see who can break their lee the fastest (rip zhongli and alhaitham)

who’s the character that somehow knows everyone else’s tickle spots and reveals them to others

miko and yelan but they go about things differently. yelan will use this info as a threat and get the others to do her bidding like helping her to tickle miko. miko absolutely knows everyone's tickle spots but she might reveal fake spots too, just to watch yelan go after alhaitham only for yelan to quickly realize that miko purposefully gave her the wrong info and watch yelan suffer because alhaitham is also a surprisingly good ler when he wants to be zhongli knows everyone's spots too but doesn't go about revealing them because he believes in playing fair and square. when it comes to it, though, he will use that knowledge to his advantage

who's the character with one specific tickle spot that only one other person knows about

zhongli knows that miko has ticklish tails! ei told him one day in case there's ever a day that miko is being a little shit and she might need to be knocked down a peg or two

who’s the most likely to win gang tickle wars

hmmm this one is tough because like i think miko would win sometimes because of how easily she manages to slip out of people's grasps and i can see her bringing out her tails for tickles when things get dire, but also i feel like she'd tap out super fast if you do manage to pin her down. i want to go with zhongli for this one because at the end of the day he's still an archon and will have archon strength to humble these fools. he doesn't always resort to this but he absolutely will sometimes and it always catches the other three off because wtf when did grandpa get so strong

which character has a kink for tickling

maybe not necessarily a kink for her but it wouldn't surprise me if yelan might have dabbled with it miko will say yes on some days and no on others so we can't totally be sure

which character didn’t even know they were ticklish until another character tickled them

yelan because no one has dared to ever try tickling her until she met miko and miko likes to make it her mission to make everyone her personal tickle toy asdlkfjaslkdj

which two characters have tickle fights all the time

yelan and miko are absolutely rivals when it comes to tickling. they don't really do full-blown tickle fights, but will do subtle jabs when passing each other. they both know not to waste each other time when there are other more entertaining targets to go for ehehehe

#alhaitham #yelan #yae miko #zhongli #genshin impact #tickling

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malevolent enterprise ch. 9

cw: ceo!au. you and nobara get to know a little more about each other. header by @/cafekitsune! masterlist

“Third time really is the charm, I see,” Nobara says, smirking as you walk down the front steps of the office to meet her. It’s evening and the orange tones of the overhead sky mix in with her bob, as you approach her, holding your designer bag tightly to your side. Nobara’s eyes pass over it and she looks away but once you meet her, she compliments it and your shoes.

“Finally someone else on our floor has refined taste,” she says as the two of you head down the street to the trendy bar/restaurant at the end of the corporate district, the type that hires men and women that are pretty enough to serve at host clubs but insist they don’t provide that kind of service.

You laugh, but she stops in her tracks and looks at you dead serious.

“This is not a game. These men embarrass me.”

You think about the protein Perrier again and shudder.

Once you’re seated, Nobara orders a shochu highball with lychee, and you order a Cosmopolitan that you sip slowly while Nobara does her best to size you up as a person, asking you questions that attempt to pick below your overall well-contained exterior.

“How do you like the place so far?” she asks, and of course you have a practiced answer. The community is great, the hours are good, you’ve been able to very easily speak your mind and take stances, Yuuji is a great boss, etc. Her eyes narrow as if she’s uninterested.

“Boring,” she says outright, and you nearly choke on your drink.

“Kugisaki-san, respectfully, did you think I was going to shittalk the place?” you reply, and the casualty of your language delights her.

“No, but it would have made you more interesting. I like complainers.”

“I’m sorry to disappoint.”

Your sass entertains her more and she grins, slipping a yakitori stick into her mouth and pulls the meat off the stick a little too cleanly.

“You know, I hate this job.”

You blink. She shouldn’t really be telling you this considering that she’s acting Chief Financial Officer, you think, but you nod, then swirl your drink, noncommittally. It’s very clear that most of her subordinates do the work anyway, although you don’t doubt her abilities.

“Why so?” you ask. You try to keep your tone casual and non-confrontational but it occurs to you that there’s very little you could ever do to ever intimidate someone like her. She shrugs.

“I want to be an influencer.”

As she says this she’s scrolling through something in her phone, and then shows you her lifestyle Instagram. She’s not famous enough that you would have heard about her, but she has a decent amount of followers and you imagine that with more dedication, she could be quite popular.

“Offices, meetings, paperwork, all that nonsense, have never really been my thing. I’m just helping out Itadori since we’ve been friends for so long, since college. We started at the same time, when his grandpa insisted that he join all because he said he needed a friend. I ended up this high up as a fluke.”

You nod. You’ve figured out that they were a bit close due to the way she interacts with him between board meetings and run-ins in the hallways, but didn’t figure that there was that much history involved.

“So why haven’t you left?” you ask. She gives you a look, then sighs.

“Didn’t want to ditch him during his time of need,” she admits. “I don’t come from a fancy background like he does, so I have to remind him when he’s being too bourgeois once in a while and making a big deal out of nothing. He wasn’t supposed to inherit, you know.”

You do know. Your thoughts flit to him and his easy smile, then to the pensive furrow of his eyebrows. He doesn’t make huge mistakes, but he’s unsure at times. He asks you for your opinion too much, he worries too much about how his employees feel.

“The salary is good though,” she mentions. You nod. Your check is fat enough that you’ve been able to put away Gojo’s severance package as a little nest egg in your savings.

“Have you told him you want to leave?” you ask.

She laughs. “Need to save a little bit more if I truly want to travel for the rest of my life.”

“Mm,” is your reply.

“I think Itadori would be willing to fund my channel at least in the beginning but the idea of being indebted to a man kind of disgusts me.”

She reaches for another yakitori stick and you take the opportunity to stuff your mouth with gyoza. You have to admit that you’re a bit more curious about their relationship, with an urge to pry. Kugisaki is beautiful and elegant, but crass enough that it pleasantly brings her down to earth. They make a good pair.

You try to avoid your urge to ask more questions by joking, “I know that’s right,” as you clink glasses with her.

Her eyes narrow for a moment, then she props her chin up by her hand.

“Interested in anyone?” she asks. The sudden question catches you off guard, but you figure with girl talk this will eventually happen.

“Actually, I just got out of a bad relationship,” you say, keeping your tone light. Bad is an understatement. You’d caught your boyfriend trying to arrange an orgy in your home with three girls while you were on a business trip and kicked him out expeditiously without bothering to even take the time to really yell at him. After all, he might have been more of a pet than a partner, but that was an entirely different story.

“Loser?” Nobara asked, sipping the last of her drink through a tiny straw, the pull-through of air loud.

“Cheater,” you offer. She looks at you.

“Damn. Let’s stab him.”

This makes you laugh out loud.

“Thank you, but not worth it. I didn’t really care about him by the end anyway.”

Nobara offers you a high five. “Are you seeing anyone?” you ask, finally, despite having told yourself to avoid probing just moments ago.

“Kind of,” she again appears to act uninvested but you can see a gentle pink flush on her cheeks that you’re not sure is from the alcohol. You think about Yuuji again then blurt out,

“Workplace relationships aren’t frowned upon here, are they?”

Nobara looks confused for a moment. “No, why would you ask that?”

It’s your turn for your cheeks to warm. “Oh, I assumed maybe, with Itadori-san, you-”

“I like women.” Nobara says flatly, a hand up to stop you from even considering the thought. You blink, and your mouth forms an O, and she’s amused enough about your reaction to laugh.

“Don’t worry, I don’t fuck where I eat though,” she pauses, then looks you up and down again. “Although you’re cute, I won’t deny that.”

Another clean yakitori stick, and you have to shake the fact that she has genuinely flustered you out of your head. She’s caught this too, and she laughs, slapping your shoulder.

“Relax, newbie!”

You loosen up, then consider that you might need to order another drink. The waitress comes around for another round and you find that you’re relieved at the thought that Kugisaki is not interested in either you nor your boss.

“How was it like working for Satoru? You didn’t try to fuck him too, did you?” she asks upfront. Your eyes widen, and she grins. “Listen, I might be immune to his charms, but not many in Tokyo are.”

“He’s kind of gross, but he’s kind in other ways.”

Nobara’s displeased face throws you off so much you end up snorting.

“Okay, no more talk of men, we’re not passing the Bechdel test at all, are we?” she pivots.

You laugh. The remainder of the evening has you talking about your background, your families and all of your friends, and you’re thankful to have a new one by the end.

#nobara kugisaki x reader (platonic)#nobara x reader (platonic)#daydreams: jjk #mimi's notes #mimi writes: malevolent enterprise

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