TEQUILA SHOTS .ᐟ.ᐟ

— being yuji's sis pt1

LIKE TF YOU MAD ABOUT? THE FANFIC? THE WRITER? TF THEY DID NOTHING TO YOU LIKE KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT 🥱 TIRED OF THESE HOES GETTING MAD AT WRITERS FOR DUMBASS REASONS 🗣️‼️

AND FUCKING INC3ST REALLY? GOT ME FUCKED UP 💀

love you pookie so much thank god we're married 😼😩

I LOVE YOU BUT ANYWAYS

For some reason on my for you page or whatever it is i see a lot of writers getting shamed and anonymous people telling them to kys

And like i said to one of the writers it's annoying for them to waste their time to come on tumblr and shame writers and telling them to kys like tf you worry about writers when you should be worrying about yourself like tf you talking about "KyS" stfu like you wants us so bad tf 💀

And I SEE A LOT OF WRITERS ATE AND DEVOURING THEM LIKE OKAY GET IT <333!!!

LOVE YOU 2

omfg it's so annoying to see, sm writers js mind their own buisness and idk why some ppl get mad like, no they aren't always going to do what u want.. LATELY THEY'VE BEEN GETTING MAD CUZ THEY WANT THEM TO WRITE INC3ST???

BUT FR THE WRITERS DO DEVOUR THEM ^-^

pt 1. after drinking with friends, geto helps (a very drunk) gojo get home

an otome-type comic game thing i'm playing on twitter!

Shiu kong x fem!reader

Cw; teen!shiu, teen!reader, romance, highschool sweethearts, lovebirds, yall being goofy

vinland saga masterlist

request are always open unless stated other wise ﹗ i will 𝗡𝗢𝗧 write r-pe , pedoph!le , homophobia , transphobia .

smau moodboards imagine fics short drabbles

Hi! Could you write about best friend boxer sukuna please? 🩷

Beneath the Surface

paring; sukuna x reader

cw; slight angst

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silvery glow over the abandoned building where you and Sukuna often found solace. The world outside was chaotic, filled with curses and battles, but here, in this hidden sanctuary, you felt a sense of peace.

Sukuna leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched you. His crimson eyes glinted with mischief, but there was something softer beneath the surface that only you could see. You had become his best friend, the one person who could break through the layers of his intimidating persona.

“Are you just going to stare at me all night?” you teased, a playful smile on your face.

“Maybe I like what I see,” he replied, his voice low and sultry. The air between you crackled with tension, a mix of friendship and something deeper that neither of you dared to acknowledge.

You stepped closer, your heart racing. “You know, you could be a little nicer sometimes.”

Sukuna chuckled, the sound deep and rumbling. “Nicer? Where’s the fun in that?” He pushed off the wall, closing the distance between you. His presence was overwhelming, a mix of danger and allure that made your breath hitch.

“Fun for you, maybe,” you shot back, trying to maintain your composure. But the way he looked at you, with those intense eyes, made it hard to think straight.

In a swift motion, he grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer until you were mere inches apart. “You think I’m just a monster, don’t you?” His voice was low, almost a whisper, and it sent shivers down your spine.

You swallowed hard, searching his gaze for any hint of the playful friend you knew. “No, I don’t think you’re just a monster. I see you, Sukuna. The real you.”

For a moment, the smirk faded from his lips, replaced by a vulnerability that took you by surprise. “You shouldn’t,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’m not someone you should get close to."

“Why not?” you challenged, your heart pounding. “You’re my best friend. I care about you.”

His expression hardened, the walls he had built around himself rising once more. “Caring about me is dangerous. I’m not someone who deserves it.”

You felt a pang of sadness at his words, the weight of his past pressing down on him. “You’re more than your curse, Sukuna. You’re strong, and you protect those you care about. That’s what matters.”

He hesitated, his grip on your wrist loosening slightly. “You really think that?”

“Of course I do,” you replied, your voice steady. “You’re not just a monster. You’re my monster.”

The tension shifted, and before you could process what was happening, Sukuna closed the gap between you, capturing your lips with his. The kiss was fierce, filled with a mix of desperation and longing. You melted into him, your hands finding their way to his hair, pulling him closer as you deepened the kiss.

He responded with a hunger that left you breathless, his hands roaming your back, pulling you against him. The world outside faded away, leaving just the two of you in this moment of raw emotion.

When you finally pulled away, both of you gasping for air, Sukuna rested his forehead against yours. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he murmured, a hint of a smile returning to his lips.

“Maybe,” you replied, a teasing lilt in your voice. “But I’d rather die with you than live without you."

His expression softened, and for the first time, you saw a flicker of hope in his eyes. “You really mean that?”

“Always,” you promised, your heart swelling with affection.

As the night wore on, you found comfort in each other’s presence, the weight of the world outside momentarily forgotten. In that abandoned building, beneath the moonlight, you and Sukuna forged a bond that transcended the chaos of your lives—a bond built on trust, understanding, and an undeniable connection that neither of you could ignore.

panel redraw (JJK CH 259)

Same ....same

i kinda want to delete and remake this blog

Staring ๋࣭⭑ ryomen sukuna x reader

Synopsis: ever since you got pregnant you've never felt so happy in your life and ryomen by your side the king of curses soft for you and the baby, but that doesn't change the fact the ryomen kills whoever and whomever touches you and your swollen belly

Warnings: slight mention of murder, pet names (wife, queen, sun) - reader being a sweetheart, fluff, sukina being soft for reader, heian era

As the sun slowly crept above the horizon, casting a warm golden glow across the land, a soft gentle breeze rustled through the cherry blossom trees that dotted the lush, emerald green hillsides of heian-kyõ. The air was filled with the intoxicating scent of their delicate pink petals, which fluttered like confetti across the verdant landscape. In the distance, the gentle hum of bees busily collecting nectar from flowers created a soothing, almost meditative atmosphere

It was on this idyllic morning ryomen, the king of curses, awoke from his slumber, the warmth of the sun caressing his soft pink hair, he stretched languidly, yawning wide before blinking several times to clear his sleep from his vivid red eyes. His gaze drifted over to the figure of his beloved wife, the queen, as she lay curled up in a makeshift bed they had fashioned for her. Her swollen belly rose and fell gently with each breath she took

Ryomen nuzzled her gently, careful not to disturb her rest. He couldn't help but marvel at the miracle growing inside her, her tiny life that would soon be a part of their world. A pang of guilt shot through him as he remembered the countless times he had been to defend her and their child from those who dare harm them. But he knew that he would do it again and again, a thousand times over, if it meant keeping them safe.

As he watched her sleep, he felt a wave of tenderness wash over him. Despite the hard exterior he often presented, he was deeply in love with his wife, the queen, and cherished her more than anything else in the world. He had never known such happiness as he did with her by his side, and the thought of losing her, or worse, their child, filled him with dread.

She woke from her slumber and saw his eyes filled with tenderness she kissed his cheeks softly and he smiled, she was amazed by the tenderness and care that ryomen showed during her pregnancy. He would place his hand gently on he swollen belly, feeling the baby move and kick. His eyes would soften with love and adoration, and he would whisper sweet words to both his wife and their child. Despite his fearsome reputation, ryomen was a devoted and loving husband, eager to protect and cherish his growing family.

As days passed, y/n and ryomen prepared for the arrival of their little one. The palace was filled with joy, the married couple basking in the happiness of their new life together. Y/n's heart swelled with love for her husband, grateful for his love and support throughout her pregnancy.

However, despite their happiness, there was always an underlying sense of danger surrounding ryomen. The king of curses was fiercely protective of his wife and their unborn child, and he made it clear that he would not hesitate to eliminate anyone who posed a threat to them. He gaze was sharp and unyielding, his power palpable as he stood guard over y/n wnd their precious baby.

Y/n, known as the queen of the palace, was a gentle and kind-hearted woman who radiated warmth and love. She was adored by all who knew her, her sweet nature and caring personality making her a beloved figure in the heian court. Ryomen, the fearsome king of curses, was utterly smitten by his wife, referring to her as his "sun" and his "queen" with a tenderness that belied his reputation.

And so, in the world of heian era, where curses and magic mingled with love and devotion, y/n and ryomen loved happily ever after, their bond growing stronger with each passing day. The queen and the king of curses, a match made in heaven, their love shining brighter than any star in the night sky, and as their child entered the world, welcomed with open arms and hearts full of love, y/n ryomen knew that they were truly blessed to have found each other in this lifetime abd the next.

Satoru who bags a fucking BADDIE and he knows it.

Like he’s so down bad for her when camera’s come out to record them he can’t help but letting her take all the spotlight.

This man would do anything to just fucking live in your skin. His dick is never soft around you, if you wanted to chew him up and spit him right back out he’d tell you ‘hell yeah!’ if it please his beautiful girl.