#Fifth Experiment

[umeji-imeji]

So.......... I might have become obsessed with MDZS too I redrew my favorite book illustration, and added the color (original artwork by Marina Privalova)

[1singulargrape]

yuuji cannot use a chair to save his life

Sukuna was sitting on the floor, his upper arms resting on the couch behind him. His head was tilted to the side as it rested on his fist, and he lazily looked at the screen in front of him.

Yuuji was playing a video game, a "shooter game" with many colors and sounds that looked more like the mess the brat watched on his phone rather than anything coherent. Trying to follow along made Sukuna's head spin but there were a few things that were easy to catch on.

Yuuji's character exploded into a colored puddle, and without missing a beat Sukuna laughed at him. "You suck at this," he added.

Yuuji turned to glare at him, straining his neck while doing so, "I haven't played in months and the other team has a sniper, so if I don't try to move up we're never getting back mid."

He turned back at the sound of his character respawning, "And my team only has short to mid-range weapons so we're at a disadvantage here."

Sukuna couldn't be bothered to understand what any of that meant. "I'm only hearing excuses. If you were actually good at this game of yours you wouldn't need teammates to win."

"It's a multiplier game, having teammates is the whole POINT!" He screamed the last word as he narrowly evaded an attack that would have surely got him killed again, exploding his opponent in the process. His momentary glee was quickly crushed as his character also exploded for seemingly no reason.

Sukuna didn't try to hide his chuckles while the young man anxiously looked at the map while respawning. The match ended before he could get onto the field again.

Despite the general chaos of the game Sukuna only needed one look to know the results. He smiled with all his teeth, poking at Yuuji's temple with his free hand, "Maybe you should give up for now. What is it? The fifth loss in a row?"

"Oh, shut up," he fell back, landing on Sukuna's chest, "I just need to shake the rust off," he closed his eyes for a moment, knowing how to queue for another match without looking.

Sukuna huffed fondly, "You've been saying that for the past 30 minutes, brat."

Yuuji didn't add anything, only pouting a little. He made his character jump up and down with the hand he still had on the controller. Sukuna tightened the arms he had warped around Yuuji's waist, filling the gap until the younger man sat back up for the next match.

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Yuuji was on his phone, checking over his social medias, laughing at memes and catching up with the tea of strangers online while sending out anything interesting to his friends

What had started out as him sitting beside Sukuna was now him halfway over the other man's laps, his upper back and neck held on a massive arm and hand.

Sukuna was reading old history books, saying he wanted to "catch up" to what happened while he was sealed. One time he mentioned to Yuuji how lacking historical records felt compared to the reality of life during his time, but that didn't stop him from reading them; in fact having a basis to compare how things were when he was still alive compared to what was recorded granted him a far better understanding of other recordings, according to him.

Yuuji didn't really get why he'd spend so much time reading from the source when there were so many videos online detailing their country's history. He had provided Sukuna with a phone for that reason but he only used it for 2 weeks before permanently retiring it to a drawer saying that "it was no wonder the brat was so stupid with the amount of trash accessible through that thing”.

Not what Yuuji had expected when Sukuna had spent those 2 weeks with an average of 12 hours of daily screentime, but hey.

While he was scrolling, Yuuji came across something that made him grin. "Hey, old man!"

Sukuna turned one eye to look at him which was enough acknowledgement for Yuuji, "Look at this," he turned his phone to him.

A picture of an adult tiger lying on its side with a cub pawing at its face was shoved into Sukuna's vision. "It's us."

Yuuji was grinning from ear to ear, giggling to himself. He took back his phone after receiving a hum of acknowledgement and they both resumed their respective activity.

Once Yuuji was fully focused on his screen again, Sukuna allowed himself to smile.

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"Are you done showing off?" Yuuji asked annoyed. As his answer, Sukuna pushed back, going from doing push-ups on one hand to one finger and it only pissed off Yuuji even more.

Originally Yuuji was simply working out a little and was joined by Sukuna who not only matched Yuuji's moves but also made a point of one-upping him at every turn.

Yuuji watched from the side as Sukuna finished his set of 1 finger push-ups, wholly unimpressed as he was pretty sure he could do the same.

He simply knew that Sukuna would one-up him again somehow and he didn't want his light work-out session to turn into their usual competitions.

"Is that all you got brat?" Sukuna was smiling with all his teeth, still holding a perfect plank position, "Was such a simple move enough to scar you into surrendering?"

Well, Yuuji couldn't let that slide. "I just think that this was way too easy for you."

Yuuji walked closer and got on Sukuna's back, sitting in the middle of it. He knew that a man who could carry entire buildings wouldn't be bothered by his weight, but he was still annoyed by the fact that the other did not budge. Not even breaking a sweat.

"Is that it?" Sukuna changed the arm holding him and started another set. "This is still a lightwork brat. Unless you also want me to sit on your back as well to see if you can match the strength of a single one of my arms?"

"I can carry you pretty easily you know that?" Yuuji added with a frown.

"I'd love to see this," he added mockingly which only made Yuuji angrier.

The older man finished his set. A bit passed and he eventually laid down on floor, Yuuji still on his back.

"Hey what are you doing now?"

"Given how comfortable you seem up there I have decided to claim victory this time and let you enjoy yourself. How benevolent of me, I know."

Determined not to leave this as a loss, Yuuji got up and immediately deadlifted Sukuna off the ground.

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Most beds weren't comfortable to Sukuna, made in sizes too small for his bulk and extra limbs, yet sometimes he'd ditch the massive one in his room to sleep in Yuuji's.

And what could Yuuji do if he was tired as well? With Sukuna lying on his back, arms splayed open and legs dangling off the edge, there wasn't that much place left for him to sleep on.

Yuuji crawled up the bed and laid directly on Sukuna's chest, hair tickling the bigger man's chin. He wrapped his arms around the other's neck while 2 hands placed themselves on the small of his back. 'For stability' they both thought.

Like this they both drifted to sleep, hearts close to one another and beating in sync to a slow and steady rhythm.

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On some day they'll go picnicking together, as if they weren't spending enough time with one another.

They ate, they talked, then they both fell silent, a comfortable sensation covering them both as they simply enjoyed each other's presence as well as the nature around them.

Sukuna's head was laid on Yuuji's laps. Gentle fingers ran through his hair and massaged his scalp; the sun kept them warm and a soft breeze rustled the leaves of the trees around them.

Yuuji had already zoned out, moving his hands automatically in a way that felt right to him, whereas Sukuna had started to drift off to sleep.

Small moments of peace they wish could last forever

[syaolaurant]

Scratch has gotten formal dressed up to give Violette a Birthday afternoon tea! 🫖🍰

Your latest art has motivated me to do this in ink, Happy Birthday Violette and thank YOU for being such an inspiration✨

*Turn on Lion's King Circle of Life song*

AHHHHH TRACEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY 😭😭❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥!!!!

Thank you for drawing my babe Violette so adorbs 😭😭 And Scratch awwww you little demon look so well-behaved today, and the suit!!!! I'm dying from this cuteness 😳😳😳Scratch has slowly become the spirit animal of Vi and New Fifth Year's friendship bahahhaha ~~

Also I love your inking it looks so clean OMG! You 🫵🏼🫵🏼 are the one who inspired me to draw comics Tracey, the moment I saw your Shadow of the Mountain comic I was like 🤯 *mind-blowed*!!! And from that I read every of your posts and took your advices to draw mine. I should be the one thanking you 😭😭

[firstworldbank]

approximately an eighth of dallas' ex girlfriends became his ex boyfriends

[lickthecowhappy]

Ineffable Prompt-a-thon - Unfinished

Ineffable Prompt-a-thon Repository | Main Poetry List

My dear I wanted to-  It’s important, I fear- That is to say- I hope you’ll hear I love-

Ineffable Prompt-a-thon Repository | Main Poetry List

This poem is also available on AO3.

@ineffablyruined

Don't read the tags on this one. They're far too desperate.

[acapelladitty]

a character you're obsessed with that you don't talk about?

Pontius Pilate 🙈

[nerdofmanymediumsandfandoms]

what is it with my fandoms and eye trauma this is the fourth time

[gallifreyanhotfive]

*cracks knuckles* *stretches* *opens AO3* OKAY what else can I do to give them the worst day of their life?

[customboytoyz]

genuine question, why do you have 21+ and 18+ listed separately? like obviously your blog is 18+ but do you not want anyone under 21 interacting at all or is there a different boundary there?

ugh idk if any nsfw blog has a better way to phrase this help me out. sorry that ive been so confusing about this its a weird grey area.

like obviously i have 18+ content but i work with kids up to the age of 18. so it annoys me when 18 yos are trying to get me to sext them / write shit for them.

essentially: reblogging/liking and leaving commentary on my stuff i cant stop you, thats whatever idrc as long as youre over 18. im not checking all my interactions like that.

but if youre off anon going "how would u fuck meeee???? omg tell me how youd fuck meeee >:3" and i can see your age? and ur fresh out of high school? eugh 🤮 you were like 7 when i was in high school. EUGHHHHHHH.

[helenapsent]

This woman isn't going to calm down in any way, so I'm going to ask her directly: Did you find out? Do you agree? Good for you))

original:

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

it’s great having a room in the basement all to ourselves but it kinda sucks when your socks slip on the hardwood floor part and your entire body smashes into the wall and EVERYONE can hear can that’s also the room where the fuckin support beam to the house is LMAO

[redactedgender]

no one prepares you for how itchy tattoos are

[taegularities]

no but i truly mean it when i say this is gonna be the angstiest year on taegularities so far bc looking at my long roomie jk wip im like.. 👁️👄👁️

why am i doing this to us

[judydreamer]

I didn’t get the job I didn’t want! Rejoice!

[crodisd]

discord abt fshy every single day

[goosessideblog]

Thinking about A Square being returned wrong. Mirrored. Irreversible

A Sphere fucks up, and puts him down in the wrong direction, wrong side up. It's not like he remembers, but A Square certainly does. When he wakes up- it's too late.

The third dimension never phased him, but what about something so intrinsic as your own body, flipped the wrong way? The world becoming upside-down, having to relearn to navigate the places you called home. And it's such obvious proof of the third dimension, but what if it's all in your head? No one can tell with your features being confined to a corner, you can only try to explain the distress you're going through, but if you try you'll certainly be deemed a madman.

We know his knowledge changed him, but what if it changed him physically? In a way he can never return from? He could've passed it off as the strangest dream, denied it's truth, lived the rest of his life at peace, but how do you disprove something so concrete? Would he think himself insane too, after a while?

Someone let me access a two-dimensional being i have a hypothesis that needs to be tested