‘the king of curses doesn’t like sharing. especially not when it comes to his partner.’
☀︎|tags. heian era!sukuna x female reader. sfw/fluff ? ig. set in the heian era, duh. jealousy & possessive themes. size difference (reader gets referred to as small!). tried to be realistic w/ sukuna’s characterisation so. . . don’t be surprised to read about him killing somebody. therefore, mentions of blood. reader is implied to have a fear of blood (dw sukuna takes care of it teehee). reader gets called 'brat'. not beta read; this sucks ass.
you were taking a stroll outside of the estate, the hem of the floral kimono you’re wearing lightly dragging along behind you. the weather was perfect with not a single cloud in sight.
a pair of silent footsteps follow yours and you sigh. even though it was an usual occurrence, you still aren’t used to having one of sukuna’s servants at your side at all times. your over protective lover insisted that it was for your own ‘safety’. as if anything or anyone could harm you whilst you stay within the four walls of the estate far up in the mountains.
sukuna is continuously busy and thus decided to assign you a personal maid that accompanies you and takes care of your every need when he isn’t able to. well - looking at the bright side of things - at least she tries her best to hide her presence from you. she tags along silently and only speaks when spoken to.
you stop near a sakura tree and tilt your head back to admire its beauty. after a few minutes pass, you hear a different pair of footsteps walking up your way. you turn your head and see a familiar male servant approaching you with his head held low.
his hands were holding onto a platter with a cup of warm tea and a few of your favorite delicacies. the brown-haired man greets you politely. maybe a bit too politely as his voice carries a bright smile, “good afternoon, my lady.”
you return the greeting with a smile of your own. it was like you to treat the servants around the estate with kindness and care — a total opposite of the king of curses. you take a pastry from the platter and look back up at the man, “thank you for bringing me these. i appreciate it greatly.”
the way you treat the ones of lower status has always been an admirable trait of yours. it might have stirred some forbidden feelings for you in the heart of the male servant. he knows that it was impossible - he’d seen how easily sukuna gets rid of those who get too close to you.
but, he isn’t here. the king of curses isn’t present in the current moment. the brown-haired male shifts in his place a little, fingernails digging into the material of the plate he was holding. he was going to do it — no one could hold him back. not even the maid who stood a couple steps away.
“y-you look very beautiful, my lady.” the servant stutters and bows his head at you. you are surprised to hear such a flattering sentence leave the lips of the man in front of you. none of the men around you had dared to be this straightforward in ages. they all knew the possible consequences that such actions could bring after all.
perhaps it was due to the absent intimidating presence of your lover. still, you can’t help but feel grateful. you giggle softly, covering your mouth with your free hand, “thank you so much.”
the male servant gulps at the sound of your laughter. ‘oh, how lucky the king of curses is - to have such a beautiful woman at his side,’ the man thought to himself. he was sure that he could treat you better than the indifferent sukuna himself.
he hesitates to continue the conversation for a second. there was an urge deep within him; to ask if you’d like to have some tea with him in the dining area. it would be extremely bold and maybe way out of line considering that you’re taken.
but, the way you reacted to his earlier compliment gave him a huge confidence boost. one that would sooner or later send him to his grave.
“would you perhaps be interested in joining me for a drink, my lady?” the servant asks and anything that happens after that instant, is all but a blur.
you can’t process the next few moments as everything happens way too fast. the last thing you remember seeing, was the servant before you. a sudden gust of wind passes by and the sounds of quick slashes fill your ears. you couldn’t figure out anything else as your vision gets blocked by something. or rather - someone.
a familiar and large hand covers the back of your head. the scent of the person holding you is also oddly familiar—a certain scent that made a shiver run down your spine from both excitement and light fear.
“sukuna?” you guess and guess correctly. your voice was muffled due to your face being smushed against his torso. you didn’t yet understand what happened, so you try to pull your body away from the king of curses, only for his grip on you to tighten.
sukuna’s face was as emotionless as ever. his eyes look down at the pile of blood near your feet — what was once a human being had now turned into nothing but a pure crimson liquid.
“foolish. absolutely foolish.” the king of curses grumbles, his tone filled with disgust. he doesn’t soften the grip on your body for even a moment. one of his four arms holds you captive against him, his hand firmly yet somehow tenderly cradling your head just above his midriff, “it seems that i cannot leave this place for a single second.”
sukuna glances at your personal maid who had been bowing to him the moment he appeared out of thin air. she could feel his piercing gaze on her and knew exactly what to do without being told: to clean up the mess that stained the garden’s pavement.
“sukuna,” you try to move your head again, but was still restricted. you let out a small whine in response. you just wanted to see your lover after spending an entire day without him. any thoughts about that servant from earlier had long vanished, “i want to see you. can i?”
the request is an innocent one. there isn’t a visible change in sukuna's expression, but the way you asked him that was quite. . . endearing, if he were to explain it. he would comply if it wasn’t for the literal bloodbath he created. which he doesn’t want you to witness.
“not yet.” he replies and effortlessly uses one of his arms to pick your small body up. your lover notices how you try to steal a glimpse at the scene behind you while he moves you around in his embrace. he grunts and gently smacks the back of your head, “no peeking, brat. do as told.”
sukuna knows how much you hate the sight of blood. he's being considerate towards you — even if you do not realise that just yet. however, he also does not have a single regret about murdering that servant. it was to be expected. anybody who dares to make a move on his woman should suffer his wrath.
plus, it's not like you don't know about sukuna's ruthless actions. you’ve come to get used to them; more and more male servants keep dissappearing without a trace after they’ve been ‘too friendly' with you. it's easy to guess who’s behind those disappearances.
it doesn’t bother you in the slightest. as long as you don't see it happening and as long as you get to stay under sukuna's care and protection - you don’t mind.
“can i look now?” you huff after sukuna has carried you away from the garden. the king of curses clicks his tongue at your impatience.
he sighs deeply before allowing you back on your own two feet, “i do not understand why you’re so adamant on looking at me, but fine.”
you waste no time and immediately open your eyes. your gaze doesn’t wander off towards your surroundings—it instantly settles on sukuna. he looked the same as usual; there was not a single change about his appearance and yet you find yourself smiling at the sight of him.
“i missed you.” you hug your lover and feel him returning the gesture a few seconds later. he looks the other way and may seem indifferent to your display of affection, though the man was secretly grateful for it. for you in general.
“mhm.” sukuna lets out a small noise of acknowledgment and that is all you get out of him. he doesn’t have to say much; his body automatically does the talking. he squeezes your body against his — your small frame disappearing behind his beefy arms.
the king of curses doesn’t understand why, but the way your eyes sparkle when looking at him, intrigues him. sukuna had never seen another human look at him like that before after all. they all cower in fear; except for you. you don’t show a single ounce of fear. thus why you are something - someone - he must keep for himself.
he has and will never have any intent on sharing you with anyone. you’re his, for as long as he exists.
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Strategies I use to…
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Hiiii, here is a list of some things I do in order to reconnect with myself!
When I feel down, overwhelmed, mindless, or just not like my usual self, these activities are my saviours.
• Physical activity!!! - You know I had to put this one first, girl. Strength training, stretching, swimming, running, walking, dancing, playing sports, etc. Physical activity makes me feel amazing and gives me a total confidence boost, I’m just in my element.
• Meditation - Deep breathing, relaxing music, clear mind, I love it! I feel a deep sense of connection with myself and the universe when meditating. It’s also just a great reset if you’re in a negative mood, I feel totally cleansed afterwards.
• Pampering!!! - face massage, gua sha, long hot bath/shower, full body massage, cute treat/drink, ice roller, positive affirmations, comfy clothes, favourite movie, and so on.
• Get creative - Getting creative is a good way to express and connect with yourself. Doing something artsy always reminds me of when I was a kid, and writing is a great outlet for my creativity.
Drawing, writing, sculpting, painting, colouring, knitting, crocheting, etc.
• Journaling - I love journaling so much. It’s a good way to check-in with yourself, learn about yourself, and release your emotions. I feel a lot more in tune with myself afterwards.
I’ll write about : Things I am grateful for, my dreams and desires, goals I’m working towards, my favourite things about myself, my feelings, etc.
• Expressing myself - Often, the reason for me feeling disconnected with myself is because I’ve hidden or ignored my true feelings/thoughts/self. I mean obviously masking yourself makes you feel disconnected with yourself…
My strategy is to openly express myself confidently. I share my feelings and opinions, and I don’t try to hide who I am. I don’t care what people think of me, I will never be ashamed or embarrassed of my authentic self.
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Look as someone who has roughly a million hobbies (yes I have ADHD, the testing process basically went you? oh for sure) the thing you have to remember is that a lot of the basic skills involved in hobbies are things you just naturally get better at as you live longer, especially if you're a person who does stuff. Almost any hobby that involves making something is going to give you a skill boost in other tasks that involve making something.
Your hands get steadier, your fine motor control continues to improve, and your ability to stick with a task even after failing a few times will be improved by doing any hobby. So yeah--my pottery class has had a noticeable effect on my woodcarving ability. Painting a lot has helped my eye for color and balance in interior decor. Even when you don't have an increase in the physical skills involved, making things is going to build your confidence. You don't have to master every skill. I can do a lot of things pretty decently, and that means that when I take on a new challenge, I have faith that I'm probably going to be able to do that thing pretty decently too, even if it's totally new.
If you tried something a while ago and it went badly, try making it again. Odds are good that the time that's passed has given you more patience, more steadiness, more confidence. You might not succeed right away but you're probably going to do better than you expect. And if you don't have something you want to retry, then try something new. I don't think there's much more fulfilling in life than learning and making something, and having the confidence to keep doing that.
Anyways today I'm going to try cheesemaking. I've never done it before but the worst that can happen is I ruin some milk, so here we go.
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enhypen and their favorite parts of your body and theirs and why
Ooo 🤭🥴 thank you for the request anon!
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ꕤ Heeseungs favorite part of you body is definitely your waist. When fucking you he likes to be in control, making sure you are kept in your place underneath him - unable to get yourself on top. That’s why he loves to grab your waist, stabilizing himself when fucking you. Sometimes he can get a little bit carried away, and grabs your waist so hard that it leaves bruises afterwards - that you have to cover if you want to wear a crop top. I actually think he enjoys seeing the bruises tho, getting hard thinking about how roughly he fucked into you.
His favorite part of his own body is his cock. I just know Heeseung has a big dick, and him being able to see the bulge in your stomach while fucking you, gets him so horny. The ego boost he would get from your screams trying to take all of him would completely send him over the edge, pushing himself into you even further.
ꕤ Jays favorite part of your body are your boobs. He loves everything about them. During sex, he loves to squeeze your tits, holding them while fucking you from behind, playing with your nipples till they’re sore - yeah, everything! Oh and he loves to fuck your tits. He loves the way your tits wrap around his cock perfectly, fucking them until his cum smears all over your breasts. He would even lick his own cum of your tits because he loves them so much.
His favorite part of his own body is his abs, more because he loves how much you love them. He always walks around your shared apartment shirtless, sending you winks when he caught you staring. Would definitely let you rub you pussy against his abs, placing his hands on your waist to help you, spreading your cum all over his hard stomach.
ꕤ Jake can’t get enough of your ass, and not only during sex. Sure, he loves slapping it - leaving red marks all over your ass. He loves the way it bounce back on his cock during doggy, and would maybe even consider fucking your tight little hole, if you let him. And if you did he would be so happy, getting hard once more when seeing his cum leak out from your hole. Would totally eat your ass if you begged him to. But he also loves grabbing and massaging it when not having sex, even in public. It’s Jakes way to show everyone else that you are his.
His favorite part of his own body is definitely his hands. The first time he started gaining confidence in his hands was when he caught you staring at them, which led to you begging him to finger you. Seeing the way you came all over his fingers, insisting to suck them afterwards, looking up into his eyes, made him almost cum in his pants.
ꕤ Sunghoons favorite part of your body is you neck. He loves to choke you, feeling powerful when his entire hand fits around your neck. Be also loves sucking on it, biting on it, until it almost bleeds, making it impossible for you to wear anything but turtlenecks around the others. But he also loves when you wear shirts that expose your neck. Your neck without bruises is like a naked canvas for Sunghoon, just waiting for it to become marked up.
His favorite part about his body is his arms. He knows how strong he is, and therefore can pretty much throw you around the bedroom without you being able to do anything about it. He also loves wrapping his arm around your waist when fucking you from behind - being able to bury his cock extra deep inside of your pussy using his strength.
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