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𐚁֙࿐ WITCH

ryōmen sukuna x fem!witch!reader

Tags — fluff , heian era , original form!sukuna , off-screen murder , off-screen decapitation , eye pressing(?) , implied animal abuse/murder

Notes — just want to say that none of the violent tags apply to the relationship between the reader and sukuna, only to the no-named background character!

"Pspspsps... here kitty kitty.." Y/N urges, voice hushed as she takes a slow, careful step closer to the windowsill the cat was perched on— black tail swaying back and forth slowly as vibrant yellow eyes stare at her unblinkingly.

The cats ear flicks, a movement that makes Y/N briefly hesitant in her steps before attempting to move forward again, the cat fortunately not fleeing at the action.

Its distrust remains clear by the way it watches her unblinking; not daring to let Y/N leave its sight as if she would attack the cat if she went unwatched for even a second— which, rude, but understandable, Y/N can suppose.

Focusing back on the task at hand, Y/N takes another step closer, reaching a hand out as she attempts to push the bits of hesitance away, watching nervously as the cats head tilts to the side.

Its nose twitches, head inching closer to smell Y/N's hand as she holds her breath, relieved that the animal hadn't immediately run off like a majority of the others had.

The cat finally blinks, black covering yellow eyes for a brief moment— a moment Y/N would've missed if she hadn't been paying close attention to the small animal —before opening again, connecting with puddles of E/C.

Y/N moves her hand closer, the cat not showing any resistance as the pads of her fingertips touch against the soft strands of fur, internally vibrating with excitement as she goes to run her hand along the cat's back—

BAM!

The door opens with a thud, the person having done that showing no care towards the old state of the house nor what the person inside could be doing.

And in an instant, Y/N's eyes flicker towards the direction of the door before snapping back forward as the soft sensation beneath her fingertips disappears.

"Wait—!" Y/N leans forward on the windowsill, watching with her lips parted in surprise as the cat disappears out into the woods surrounding her house, leaving nothing but a trail of paw prints against the dirt path.

"My cat..." Y/N murmurs depressingly, uncaring of the fact that the cat technically wasn't hers.

Unfortunately for her, Y/N doesn't even have time to mourn her failure as footsteps near the room she stood in— the familiar malignant presence lingering in the open doorway, the feeling of eyes drilling into the back of her skull weighing heavy against her.

"...Sukuna." Y/N greets, annoyance evident as she eyes the curse with a look of clear agitation. "You lost me another cat."

Vaguely, Y/N was glad that at least this time the cat didn't die— maybe it running away was better than whatever it would be subjected to if Y/N caught it.

"You still spend your time chasing after those useless creatures?" Sukuna merely questions back— a mildly unimpressed look being the only display of emotion on his otherwise uncaring face.

"They're cute!" Y/N defends, huffing out an annoyed breath as she forces off the pout that attempted to settle on her face— the action seeming all too childish for Y/N to allow.

"What are you even here for, anyway?" Y/N questions, rolling her eyes as she leans against the windowsill, the warm rays of the setting sun contrasting her unnaturally cold skin.

Y/N just barely manages to catch the unreadable expression that crosses Sukuna's face, red eyes swirling with unreadable emotions before instantly switching back to the indifferent look he normally carries.

...Y/N really doesn't want to bother to try and understand whatever that was.

"Also, Uraume didn't accompany you? I found something that may help with the frostbite that they—" Y/N continues talking as she steps towards one of the various cabinets in the room, pushing the miscellaneous objects out of the way in search of a specific vial.

Pausing briefly in the middle of her ranting to make a humming noise, Y/N turns to face Sukuna again, holding a vial with a transparent liquid contained in it. "—and since blood cells normally become narrow during the effects of frostbite, this should help expand them again— ergo, letting more blood flow!"

Y/N finishes her explanation with a grin, one hand on her hip as the other holds the vial. Her expression lasts for a brief moment before her eyes open again, her expression falling into a more neutral one as she sighs.

"It's still in the testing stages, so don't kill me if it doesn't work completely or the effects are too slow— this is something that will help for the time being while I try and make— or find — something that will permanently help them with the issue."

Y/N swirls the liquid once before setting it down on the circular table in the middle of the room, placing it in the center of one of the more circular symbols engraved onto the wood. Y/N's lips quirk up briefly in satisfaction before coughing and turning away, a barely noticeable pink tint to her face.

"So.. what did you come here for again?" Y/N asks again, just now realizing that she never allowed Sukuna to answer the first time.

Fortunately, the curse had only continued to stare at Y/N with an unreadable expression— the one that made Y/N feel like Sukuna was staring through her to peer inside her soul rather than just at her.

This guy is seriously weird.

Y/N doesn't dare to allow her thoughts or discomfort to show on her face, keeping up an impatient expression as she awaits the curse's answer.

"Repayment." Sukuna answers curtly, confusing Y/N momentarily until a blur of tan and red gets tossed at her— startling her as she rushes to catch the object that seems to be around the size of her head.

"Wha—" Y/N goes to question before her eyes finally land on the object— it now making all too much sense as to why it seemed to be the size of her head.

"Gross." Y/N comments, although her tone was light as an amused smile spreads on her lips, shifting to hold the decapitated head more securely

"But thanks! You could've done just the eyes, y'know— and the teeth, maybe." Y/N punctuates her point as she presses her thumb against the jelly-like texture of the person's lifeless eye.

Two pairs of red eyes narrow at her, Sukuna's expression being one of half-hearted irritation, "Ungrateful brat."

"Thanks though, seriously!" Y/N gives the curse a bright grin, sincerity gleaming in her eyes before she turns her gaze back toward the decapitated head.

"Now, what to use you on... ah, I think—"

Tuning out the rest of her nonsensical ranting, Sukuna watches as the witch digs through her cluttered shelves in search of the items she needs.

Eventually, she does find it— at the cost of it hitting her straight in the face. Muttering her irritation under her breath, Y/N remains blissfully unaware of the gaze boring into her with an indescribably fond look.

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𐚁֙࿐ CANINES

ryōmen sukuna x fem!reader

Tags — fluff , mild sexual content , established sukuna/reader , innate domain , oral fixation , sharp teeth , mention of past cannibalism

Notes — I’m so normal about the fact his teeth are sharp. totally. definitely. 100% normal.

"Hey, open your mouth." Y/N demands, slotting her hands on either side of Sukuna's face, fingers leaning towards his ears to avoid poking his second set of eyes.

Sukuna's unamused gaze bores into curious E/C eyes— remaining firm in her request as she stare back at him unflinching

The silence lasts for a brief moment, hanging in the air without either of them faltering in the slightest.

It takes less than a minute for the king of curses to crack— sighing as he opens his mouth, allowing his lover to continue with their whims.

E/C eyes light up, hand moving so her thumb runs over his top set of teeth— amazement glimmering in them as the pad of her finger presses against his canines.

Red eyes continue to bore down at her unreadably, swirling with a mix of emotions that she couldn't understand— nor that she really cared to pay attention to.

"They're so sharp... is it because you're a curse? Or were they like that even when you used to be human." Y/N ponders aloud with a look of curiosity.

Once the words leave her mouth, Y/N couldn't help but doubt that Sukuna would've even paid attention to such things.

Y/N retracts her hand from his mouth, easily ignoring the small stream of blood running down it, the red string dripping down to her wrist as it stains S/C skin.

"Or did you give yourself them purposely? 'Cause, y'know, cannibal." Y/N comments offhandedly, loosely gesturing her hand toward Sukuna's general being.

"Do you have nothing better to do, brat?" Sukuna asks, ignoring her question entirely.

"...Is there anything else to do here?" Y/N spares a brief glance around the domain, revealing nothing other than the ribcage that towered over them and the endless sea of red beneath them.

She doesn't get greeted with a verbal response, however the hand that had been placed securely on her waist creeping lower is an answer enough.

"No way." Y/N refuses, grabbing his wrist with slightly narrowed eyes.

Sukuna stares back at her, showing mild surprise at her actions, but otherwise kept his expression neutral, if not a bit annoyed.

"If you want to then take control of Yuuji's body but there's no way we're doing that in your domain." Y/N refuses, a small blush rising to her face as her cheeks gains a pink hue.

"So boring." Sukuna sighs, reluctantly raising his hand back to the curve of her waist. E/C eyes remain glaring up at him at the statement.

"I'm not letting you fuck me on a pile of skulls."

"They're not human skulls."

"That doesn't make it any better!"

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星穹铁道 (HSR) MASTERLIST

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ requests: open !

when i realized life was just a play, i wanted to leave the stage.

𐚁֙࿐ content . . . [🪐] -> slight nsfw ◞ [🪷] -> fluff ◞ [🍧] -> angst

𐚁֙࿐ labels . . . [🍰] -> platonic ◞ [🎀] -> romantic ◞ [🍡] -> can be interpreted either way

. . ⁰⁰¹ HERTA

Needles ! — herta x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n has to get a shot at the doctors and unfortunately for her, when she tries to escape, her girlfriend intervenes

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𐚁֙࿐ MOVIE NIGHT

ryōmen sukuna x fem!reader

Tags — fluff , cuddling , soft sukuna , mentioned yuuji/reader , established sukuna/reader , established yuuji/reader

Notes — writing sukuna being soft is free serotonin

Y/N holds a large plush of a cat in her hands, arms wrapped around it securely as she rests her head between its ears, leaning back into a pile of pillows.

Bright colors flash as a movie plays on the TV in front of her— an action mixed with a rom-com.

Originally, she was supposed to be watching it with Yuuji, but he got called out for a mission last second so she was left alone in her dorm.

Speaking of, it has been about an hour now, hasn't it? Y/N wonders, grabbing her phone which was set on the bedside table, checking the time to find it had indeed been just over an hour since he left.

Just as she unlocks her phone, about to text Yuuji if he's done with the mission, the door opening makes her pause in her actions.

"Yuuji? I didn't even—" Y/N pauses, blinking in surprise as she takes in the sight of the shirtless boy standing in her room— tattoos decorating his pale skin like splatters of ink on a canvas.

"...Put a shirt on, Sukuna." Y/N sighs, gesturing towards the direction of her closet as E/C eyes bore into red ones.

Sukuna glares a moment longer before scoffing quietly, opening the closet and grabbing a plain black shirt without a second glance back at the open door.

Fortunately, Y/N and Yuuji wore the same size shirts due to their similar heights, so Y/N didn't have to bother with trying to make the curse go to Yuuji's dorm.

"So," Y/N starts, moving over on her bed as the curse takes a seat next to her. "What happened on the mission?"

Her eyes look over Sukuna's form, checking for any injuries that Yuuji could've sustained. Still, after a moment she looks back up at Sukuna— plenty aware that he likely healed any injuries the moment he took over.

"The brat tried to fight a first grade." Sukuna explains with an eye-roll. A brief pause lingers in the air before a grin spreads across Sukuna's face, confusing Y/N for a moment before—

"He lost an entire arm this time."

"...Ah." Y/N blinks owlishly at the curse, whose grin falls at the lack of reaction— likely expecting her to be more upset. "So that's why the shirt...?"

"This era's clothing is too restrictive anyway, the kid should be thanking me." Sukuna scoffs, annoyance evident as he narrows his eyes at hers before turning away— directing his gaze toward another part of her room.

"That doesn't mean you can destroy all of Yuuji's clothing— nor mine." Y/N adds the last part on quickly, emphasizing with a pointed look at the curse.

Sukuna doesn't respond, still facing away as if he were a scolded child— well, a scolded child with a glare like he was about to start a massacre.

"...C'mon, I'll put on a horror movie— one of the splatter ones." Y/N sighs, tugging on the wrist of the shirt as she demands attention from the curse.

"Needy brat." Sukuna remarks, a glare directed her way as he was offended by her behavior.

"If you're going to be annoying then just switch to Yuuji." Y/N returns the agitated look with a deadpan.

Sukuna scoffs, muttering an insult that Y/N pays no mind to under his breath before tugging her into his lap in one swift motion, the plump plushie that had been in her hold falling to the side forgotten.

A minuscule smile forms on Y/N's lips, allowing herself to be held tightly by the curse as she grabs the remote and switches the movie to one of the many splatter ones already saved— grateful that, somehow, both Yuuji and Sukuna liked those types of movies.

Her body melts into Sukuna's hold— her back pressed against his chest with tattooed arms wrapped around her waist, cold hands pressed against her lower abdomen.

The exhaustion seems to hit her all at once as she finally manages to relax, not having realized how much she had been forcing herself to stay awake until she finally closed her eyes.

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i specialize in fluff, so there won’t be many angst or nsfw works in any of my masterlists!! If either of those are what you’re looking for, then I’m afraid you’ve come to the wrong page!!

notes. mostly sfw blog ++ not spoiler free

requests. open !

current obsessions. jujutsu kaisen ++ honkai impact 3rd

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呪術廻戦 (JJK) MASTERLIST

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ requests: open !

i believe love is the most twisted curse of all

𐚁֙࿐ content . . . [🪐] -> slight nsfw ◞ [🪷] -> fluff ◞ [🍧] -> angst

𐚁֙࿐ labels . . . [🍰] -> platonic ◞ [🎀] -> romantic ◞ [🍡] -> can be interpreted either way

. . ⁰⁰¹ R. SUKUNA & Y. ITADORI

Restless Nights ! — r. sukuna & y. itadori x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n has trouble sleeping at night, and the resident curse in her boyfriend's body doesn't help

Sickness ! — r. sukuna & y. itadori x fem!reader [🪷,🍡]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n is curious if yuuji can get sick and turns to a certain curse for answers

Soulmates ! — r. sukuna & y. itadori x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n meets her first soulmate in an unusual situation, although she soon finds that meeting her second soulmate was even more unusual

Hanahaki ! — r. sukuna & y. itadori x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ when yuuji starts to cough up flower petals, it obviously made y/n grow concerned. but to find out it was sukuna causing it because of his unrequited love? y/n grew determined to find out who the king of curses could possibly be in love with

Gingerbread ! — r. sukuna & y. itadori x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n enjoys spending the holidays with her boyfriend, even if a certain curse interrupts them

Training Mishaps ! — r. sukuna & y. itadori x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ a training session with itadori reaches an unexpected outcome as his resident curse makes an uncalled for appearance

. . ⁰⁰² R. SUKUNA

Nightmare ! — r. sukuna x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n struggles with nightmares, but a certain curses domain helps her fall asleep

Tiger ! — r. sukuna x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n still holds a grudge against sukuna for an argument that transpired over a thousand years ago, and such reflects when they finally get reunited

Enshrine ! — r. sukuna x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ a shrine maiden has had it up to here with her god's antics— annoyed with having to constantly clean up the messes he makes

Appearances ! — r. sukuna x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n notices that sukuna's features aren't quite the same as yuuji's

Movie Night ! — r. sukuna x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ when her boyfriend was finally about to return from his mission, y/n is surprised to find the king of curses rather than yuuji

Canines ! — r. sukuna x fem!reader [🪷,🪐,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n takes interest in sukuna's mouth— or more specifically, his teeth

Witches ! — r. sukuna x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ in the midst of attempting to catch a cat to keep as a pet, y/n get interrupted by a certain curse barging into her home unannounced

. . ⁰⁰³ N. KUGISAKI

Coming Soon ! — n. kugisaki x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰⁰⁴ M. FUSHIGURO

Coming Soon ! — m. fushiguro x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰⁰⁵ Y. OKKOTSU

Coming Soon ! — y. okkotsu x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰⁰⁶ T. INUMAKI

Selfish ! — t. inumaki x fem!reader [🪷,🍧,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ after rejecting a confession from inumaki, y/n soon finds herself selfishly missing the ways he showed his love to her, she only hopes she's not too late to fix everything

. . ⁰⁰⁷ Z. MAKI

Coming Soon ! — z. maki x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰⁰⁸ Z. MAI

Coming Soon ! — z. mai x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰⁰⁹ A. TODO

Coming Soon ! — a. todo x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰¹⁰ K. NORITOSHI

Coming Soon ! — k. noritoshi x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰¹¹ M. NISHIMIYA

Coming Soon ! — m. nishimiya x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰¹² U. MECHAMARU

Coming Soon ! — u. mechamaru x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰¹³ MIWA K.

Idol ! — miwa k. x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n is a popular idol that runs into a fan of hers when out shopping and ends up finding the other girls excited behavior endearing

Every Universe ! — miwa k. x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n asks a very important question to her lover

. . ⁰¹⁴ S. GOJO

I See You ! — s. gojo x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ with the recent death of a classmate, y/n found herself confused as to why the specter of her now deceased classmate is acting the way he is

Confessions ! — s. gojo x male!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n spends his time waiting for gojo while the man is on a mission, the events that follow are ones y/n could have never expected

. . ⁰¹⁵ S. GETO

Failures ! — s. geto x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ after y/n fails a test, she ends up panicking and fleeing to a empty hallway in the school— not expecting for her boyfriend to come across her

. . ⁰¹⁶ I. SHOKO

Coming Soon ! — i. shoko x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰¹⁷ I. UTAHIME

Coming Soon ! — i. utahime x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰¹⁸ M. MEI

Coming Soon ! — m. mei x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰¹⁹ F. TOJI

A+ Parenting ! — f. toji x fem!reader [🪷,🍡]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n gets fed up with constantly having to deal with toji's negligence when it comes to his son

. . ⁰²⁰ MAHITO

Coming Soon ! — mahito x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰²¹ KENJAKU

The Priest ! — kenjaku x fem!reader [🪷,🍰]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ an overworked student, l/n y/n, meets an odd man dressed as a priest as she's studying in an old café

. . ⁰²² URAUME

Peaches ! — uraume x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n invites uraume to go peach picking with her due to it being in season

Lover Girl ! — uraume x fem!reader [🪷,🎀]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ y/n is elated to see her lover again— itadori is far less amused.

. . ⁰²³ YOROZU

Coming Soon ! — yorozu x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰²⁴ T. URO

Coming Soon ! — t. uro x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

. . ⁰²⁵ H. KASHIMO

Coming Soon ! — h. kashimo x reader [???]

ֹ ਏਓ ︪ coming soon. . .

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𐚁֙࿐ APPEARANCES

ryōmen sukuna x fem!reader

Tags — fluff , cuddling , innate domain , soft sukuna

Notes — none

It's ironic, Y/N supposes.

How one of the most insufferable beings to her was the one who brings her the most comfort on nights like these.

There was an unspoken arrangement— Y/N wasn't sure how it even started, mostly remembering vague images through the tears that had blurred her vision that night.

Of the sea of blood that coated the ground beneath them, of the ribcage trapping them inside like the cage, of the soft white of the kimono she clung onto.

Y/N shifts her leg so her calf was no longer pressing into one of the sharp horns that constructed the throne they were atop of.

The arms around her waist tighten at the action, unconsciously pulling her closer as a small sigh leaves Y/N's lips.

She didn't even know Sukuna could sleep. Y/N thinks to herself, unamused gaze tracing over the curse's features— vaguely noting how they seemed sharper than Yuuji's.

Actually, he seemed to be overall different than Yuuji. Sure, it's undoubtable that they looked uncannily similar, but Sukuna makes Yuuji seem older— the way he wore Yuuji's skin was so different that after truly looking at him, it's a surprise that they're meant to be identical.

And their faces... Y/N raises a hand, curiosity making up her expression as she goes to grab his face— wanting to tilt it to get a better angle.

Her plans come screeching to a halt as a tattooed hand grabs her wrist.

The hold was tight, yet somehow not painful. Two red eyes peer open, the bottom pair narrowed at her as the main set stays closed.

"And what do you think you're doing, brat?"

Y/N stays silent, continuing to stare at him wordlessly as her lips part slightly in surprise before closing once again.

The top set of eyes eventually open to glare at her directly, puddles of red that showed mild annoyance mixed with something unreadable deep within them.

"..Your face is different from Yuuji's." Y/N voices her observation quietly, as if she were still only just processing that fact herself.

"Oh? And that's what made you grow bold enough to touch me without permission?" Sukuna questions, yet still lets go of her wrist, allowing it to fall between them.

The one hand still around her waist tightens, the other raising to lean his head against as he continues to stare at her.

Y/N blinks back at him with an unfazed expression, "Is it because of the amount of fingers he consumed? Can you alter your appearance— if so, why only slight changes? Could you return to your original appeara—"

"Enough questions." Sukuna cuts her off before she could voice the rest of her thoughts.

An agitated frown tugs on her lips, but Y/N remains reluctantly silent. She knew what limits she could and couldn't push— she couldn't bring herself to risk whatever was going on between them.

Moving his hand that was propping up his head, he pushes her head against his shoulder— momentary confusion stemming from Y/N before she decides just to accept whatever was happening.

He's comfortable, so who is she to complain?

Vaguely, Y/N wonders how anybody else would react if she told them about using the king of curses as a pillow— a comfortable pillow, at that.

Well, whatever, it's not like she plans on telling anybody about this. Ever.

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𐚁֙࿐ TIGER

ryōmen sukuna x fem!reader

Tags — fluff , established sukuna/reader , casual mentions of mass murder

Notes — there’s slight one-sided yorozu/reader! one-sided being Yorozu liking reader but her not reciprocating it

It happened at an unsuspecting time— no hint or foreboding leading up to it, just the slight ripple that made the curse pause where she stood.

The cat she had been trying to lure closer skittered off by the sudden stop, running into the darkness of the trees but Y/N's attention was no longer on the animal.

"Really? Took him long enough." Y/N huffs into the silence of the night, looking off into the direction the familiar presence was coming from.

"See, I knew someone would reincarnate 'Kuna!" Y/N grins to herself proudly. "No way was I going to it after what he did. I wonder if Uraume-chan had a part in it...?"

The servant had stuck loyally to Y/N's side after Sukuna's sealing, but after countless times of trying to persuade her, Y/N managed to convince Uraume to go and do what they wished to— find a way to reincarnate Sukuna into the new era.

And when Uraume had inquired on why Y/N never tried to find a way to bring him back herself?

"It'd be like admitting defeat." Y/N explained as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I am not letting him think he earned my forgiveness."

"Forgiveness...?" Uraume muttered in confusion, silence spanning on for a moment before their eyes widened in realization. "That argument over what Sukuna-sama did to those tigers you took in?"

"Yup!" Y/N nodded in confirmation. "He can grovel at my feet— maybe destroy a few cities while he's at it —and beg a little, then I'll forgive him."

"Ah... I understand, Y/N-sama..." Uraume's eyes gleam with amusement before they quickly corrected their expression.

"Anyway, you can feel free to try and reincarnate him, but I won't be participating!" Y/N shook her head firmly to prove her point. "Maybe he'll learn not to do shit like that again after a thousand years!"

Y/N was dragged out of the memory as the presence disappears again, blinking incredulously.

No, it didn't disappear. Y/N realizes, disbelief washing over her. It's just been covered— as if a blanket was put over it —so that means...

"Can his vessel... control him?" Y/N frowns pensively, a hand held to her chin. "Uraume-chan mustn't be a part of the plan then, they wouldn't condone anybody suppressing Sukuna."

"Huh... oh well!" Y/N shrugs, indifference clear on her face before she snickers to herself.

"Deserved."

━━━━

Y/N felt Sukuna's presence spike once more before she finally reunited with him. Oddly enough, it was in Tokyo unlike the first time, when it had been in Sendai.

She didn't care much about those occurrences, though. The third time was by-far the most interesting.

Unlike the first two times, she happen to be in the area when Sukuna was released.

Well, close enough to the area, she was only a prefecture over, residing in some rundown hotel within Shinjuku, when the familiar presence spiked, notably more dangerous than all the other times.

"Hmm?" Y/N hums to herself, looking out the window towards the direction of Shibuya.

She had felt something off about the city— but it wasn't anyone familiar so she payed no mind.

But now...

It only took a couple minutes to arrive where she felt his presence the strongest— and she was vaguely surprised to what she found.

Two teenage girls along with a cursed spirit with a volcano on his head were bowing to what was undoubtedly Sukuna, except...

"Hah! No way! You got stuck in the body of a teenager?! A teenager is who's been suppressing you all this time?!" Y/N couldn't help the wide grin that spread across her face, barely managing to dodge a 'cleave' that had been aimed at her.

"Wh— Y/N?" Sukuna quickly cuts off whatever he was about to say, facing the woman who was still laughing with a surprised expression on his face before it shifts to plain unamusement.

"Hi 'Kuna! Terrorizing children? Can't say I'm surprised, just a tad disappointed in you." Y/N shakes her head in mock disappointment, walking over to stand infront of Sukuna.

"You took a long time to reincarnate me. I had expected—" Sukuna was unceremoniously cut off by Y/N, much to the disbelief and horror of the three that were bowing next to them.

"You think I had any part in this? No way!" Y/N laughs shortly, her tone being almost condescending, as though he were a child that didn't understand something obvious.

"I wouldn't waste any of my time trying to bring you back after what you did." Y/N glares at Sukuna, putting a hand on her hip.

"What?" Sukuna asks, stunned by the woman's behavior.

"And he doesn't even remember!" Y/N clicks her tongue in disapproval. "God, men suck... maybe I should've accepted Yorozu's offers of marriage. She's certainly more romantic, even killing that town for me as a gift..."

Sukuna's eye twitches at that, vaguely noting to kill that insufferable woman if she’s somehow still alive, "What are you speaking of?"

"You killed those tigers I took in! And you didn't even apologize for it!" Y/N snaps, scowling at Sukuna. "You're a self-centered bastard, you know that?!"

Y/N kicks Sukuna back into a wall, the cement crumbling from the force, Sukuna falling to the ground as blood falls from his skull that had been cracked from the impact.

"Hmph!" Y/N looks away, ignoring the four glaring red eyes that were drilling holes into the side of her head as she opens her eyes again, her view landing on the three.

"Men are shit." Y/N sighs, patting each of the girl's heads as she ignores their flinches, not even sparing a glance at the cursed spirit as she looks back at Sukuna.

"C'mon, I'll forgive you... eventually." Y/N says, walking towards Sukuna and leveling him with an unimpressed look.

"You can start by getting me another tiger."

"I am not wasting my time—"

"Nuh uh! If you want my forgiveness, then get me a new tiger, I happen to know where the nearest zoo is as well."

"...You're insufferable."

"You love me, though~"

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𐚁֙࿐ ENSHRINE

ryōmen sukuna x fem!reader

Tags — fluff , heian era , god!sukuna , shrine maiden!reader , four-armed sukuna

Notes — none

"I could kill them." Sukuna starts, watching out the open shoji door as the group of men from a nearby village make the tread down the hill from the shrine. "They would deserve it."

"Please don't." Y/N sighs, feeling the incoming migraine thrum against her skull. "The stench of blood takes days to fade, and their families always cause such a fuss."

Sukuna tilts his head slightly, observing Y/N from the corner of his eye.

"Then I'll simply kill them along with their families—"

"My lord." Y/N interrupts, tone imploring as she settles her god with an unimpressed look. "You cannot just end anybody who speaks ill of me."

"And what makes you think you have the right to gives orders to me?" Four red eyes narrow at her as the aura in the room becomes nearly suffocating.

The sight and feeling of the displeased god would be enough to make anyone tremble where they stood.

Save for Y/N, who has long since grown accustomed to the implied threats that's always were shown to be false— mere bluffs that the god knew she know longer falls for but continues with anyway.

"Merely a suggestion." Y/N gives a sarcastic smile before her expression falls flat once again, showing her displeasure to the god.

Sukuna huffs out a laugh at her unfazed behavior, turning to look out the shoji doors once again, the men having long since disappeared.

"I'll allow them to live this once, but if they don't correct themselves by the time they return they won't be granted a second chance." Sukuna allows, eyes narrowing in annoyance.

"Thank you, my lord." Y/N dips her shortly before straightening her spine to full height— which wasn't much when compared to the god currently towering over her, but she didn't care much about that.

She supposes it's only natural that the two-faced specter— a being that lives on a plane higher than any other being —would only slightly resemble a human, his two sets of eyes and four arms making that apparent.

"Now, if you don't mind, I'm sure your outburst moments ago scared some of the others." Y/N says, knowing the abrupt wave of power likely scared most (if not all) of the others in the shrine.

"I'm sure they'll be pleased to know I am not, in fact, dead." Y/N adds, the comment being mostly towards herself.

Although it would be annoying to deal with the younger ones, they always loved to hug her when she returned and then stay attached to her hip throughout the rest of the day.

"Hm." Sukuna hums noncommittally, waving his hand dismissively as he looks away. The reaction makes Y/N deadpan.

"Stop sulking, my lord."

━━━━

As fate may have it, the men didn't correct their behavior by the time they returned.

One of the men laughs, standing over the fallen figure of one of the younger shrine maidens— only around fourteen years old or so —as blood drips down from their lip.

The girl curls into herself pathetically, only resulting in more boisterous guffaws from the two men infront of her.

"You're bold for daring to spill blood at this shrine." Y/N interrupts, stepping forward with an unamused look on her face.

The girl looks up in surprise, eyes watering as Y/N steps infront of her.

"Ugh... such a nuisance this'll be." Y/N puts a palm against her forehead, knowing cleaning up the two bodies of the men will take an annoyingly long time.

"Mizuki, go find your older sister." Y/N orders, glancing down at the girl as her gaze softens slightly.

"Y-Yes, lady L/N! Thank you.." The girl— Mizuki —says before rushing down the hall.

Y/N watches all the way until Mizuki retreated down the hall completely— disappearing behind a corner.

"—ey! Hey!" Y/N was drawn back to focus as she turns her gaze back to the men.

"What?" She questions flatly, unwilling to entertain a conversation with the two.

"What the hell was that about? Do you even know who we are? It'll be bad for your village if you irritate us—"

"Oh, be quiet." Y/N cuts them off dismissively, annoyed with their threats that they wouldn't even get the chance to carry out. "Your in worse waters yourselves, spilling blood in a god's shrine..."

"Plus it'll be such a nuisance to clean." Y/N irks, looking down at the blood which was already drying against the wooden floors.

"Are you naturally suicidal?" Y/N questions mockingly, head tilting to the side as she glares at the men.

"Hah? Who the hell do you—" The man gets cut off as a sandaled foot kicks him square in the chest. The force launches him out of the doors and into the snow-covered grown.

Y/N watches impassively as the man grunts in pain, setting her foot back on the ground as the other man gawks at her.

"Please leave, I don't wish any more bloodshed within the shrine— bodies are much easier to dispose of in the woods." Y/N explains shortly, resulting in a flinch from the man beside her.

"W-We get it, lady!" The man shouts, scrambling out of the shrine to grab the other man who had been knocked unconscious.

The man lifts the unconscious body up, ignoring the blood staining his clothes as he starts to run down the path towards the torii.

"Dismantle." A familiar voice finally decides to speak from beside her.

The man running collapses as his body is sliced in half— the well-aimed attack easily cutting the two down as their bodies lay just infront of the gate.

"Ugh." Y/N grumbles, looking at the trail of blood in annoyance. "You could've at least let them make it into a more secluded spot, I don't want to allow any of the younger ones to get traumatized."

Y/N glances around at that last part— grateful to find the only other presence near her is the god himself.

"Unappreciative brat." Sukuna raises a hand to flick Y/N's forehead.

Y/N scowls, raising a hand to rub the red spot growing on her forehead. The attempt to ease the pain does nothing of the sort— effort quickly proving useless.

"Why do I even bother with you?" Y/N asks herself hopelessly. "I really deserve a raise."

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𐚁֙࿐ SELFISH

inumaki toge x fem!reader

Tags — angst & fluff , happy ending , unrequited love turned requited , slight yuuji x inumaki? not really but reader interprets it that way , jealously

Notes — none

Y/N knew.

Well, obviously, she's been at least somewhat aware from the beginning. It's not like Inumaki was ever all that subtle with the feelings he harbored towards her.

She just didn't know how to react, it's not like she's a very likable person— she's an okay friend at best, but she's plenty aware that romantically, she's far from what someone wishes from a partner.

"...Ah?" Y/N mumbles as she stares at Inumaki, blinking slowly as she attempts to process the confession that left his lips.

It's rare that Inumaki speaks— most words being either an order towards a cursed spirit or, more commonly, the onigiri ingredients he uses to communicate with others.

She never thought she would hear a confession of all things from his voice.

Of course, Y/N's known since near the beginning of his crush— but that's all she thought it was, a crush. Something minor that'll go away in a few weeks, at most a month.

Maybe she should've grown concerned when nearly a year has passed and he remained unrelenting about his affections.

Even so, Y/N never thought she would have to worry about being confessed to— assuming that the cursed speech user couldn't, not even considering the fact that the words wouldn't be perceived as a command.

Maybe she shouldn't have left his feelings without a comment, maybe she shouldn't have given them the chance to grow, maybe she should've stopped this before it all started.

Yet, Y/N knew that no matter what she did, she couldn't change her past choices— no matter how regrettable they were.

"I'm... sorry." Y/N struggles a brief moment, the words feeling odd in her mouth yet soon continues on— knowing that she at least owes Inumaki this much. "I don't return your feelings."

"I, uh," Y/N glances away, the heavy feeling in her chest expanding, enveloping her lungs as her throat tightens. "I hope this won't affect anything with us being friends... nor anything with the other second years."

"Sorry, Inumaki."

━━━━

At first, Y/N didn't think it would change much.

It's not like she particularly cared whether or not the feelings Inumaki held for her were romantic or not.

Yet, as the boy's lingering touches started to fade away, the extra time they spent together dwindling till it was no more than the time she would spend with Maki or Panda, Y/N felt something almost hollow in her chest.

She knows that her being upset over him not even attempting to earn her love was disgustingly selfish— especially when she couldn't even bother to attempt to reciprocate.

Yet Y/N missed it. She missed their late night conversations after everyone else was already long asleep, she missed the way his gaze would stare at her as if she was the most precious thing in the world, she missed feeling like she was his person.

She does her best to ignore the repulsive thoughts that seep into the crevices of her mind.

Instead, she offers a carefree laugh and a jokingly dismissive wave of her hand to Maki. "Some stuff happened on my latest mission, but it's nothing major. Sorry if I've been more sulky lately."

"But it's great to know that the Zen'in Maki cares enough to notice." Y/N adds with a teasing look thrown the girl's way.

"Don't call me with my family name." Maki replies irritably, glaring back at Y/N with no real malice other than traces of mild annoyance.

Y/N glances over to the side out of the corner of her eye— a barely noticeable action that not even Maki seemed to catch.

Inumaki was still staring down at his phone, typing whatever it is without a singular glance her way.

Y/N looks forward again, ignoring the self-centered thoughts once again attempting to flood her brain.

It's fine, Y/N convinces herself, it's not like she deserves his love at the end of the day— not when she can't even be considerate enough to reciprocate.

Despite herself, the thoughts don't do much to even slightly convince Y/N.

━━━━

Inumaki has been spending more time around the newest first year— Itadori Yuuji.

Now, don't get her wrong, Y/N doesn't have anything against the guy, he's sweet and empathetic and everything she's not.

But that seems to be what's causing her irritation.

Itadori is so disgustingly kind, so considerate to others even if their words are harsh and cruel. His desire to save as many people as humanely possible— no matter who they are or what they've done —is thoroughly selfless.

He's nothing like Y/N.

Despite that, Inumaki seems to be spending more and more time with him as the days go past.

Did he really get over her that fast? Y/N wonders, and the thought should bring her some sort of relief— she should be happy that he was able to move on and be with someone who can reciprocate his feelings.

Yet all it does it leave a bitter taste on her tongue.

Y/N groans into the silence of her room, dragging a hand down her face as she stares up at the ceiling with an irked expression.

Why does she care so much?

The question hangs over her as she droops her eyes shut, attempting to ignore her irritation as the same scenes play in her head over and over again— of Inumaki and Itadori training together, hanging out, doing all the things that he used to do with her.

With a sigh of thinly veiled annoyance, Y/N opens her eyes again, glaring into the ceiling as if doing so would erase the memories ingrained into her.

Deep down, she vaguely recognizes that this isn't normal— she shouldn't be so worked up over someone who she rejected moving on with his feelings and finding someone else.

Still, the image of Inumaki and Itadori together...

With another sigh, Y/N turns onto her stomach and buries her head in her pillow, clinging onto it tightly as she presses her skin against the soft warmth of the fabric.

Getting so worked up over some guy.. ugh, how far has she fallen? Acting like some lovesick schoolgirl—

Lovesick? Y/N echoes the word in her head— eyes widening at her stray thoughts as she sits up abruptly, pillow held tightly in her hands over her lap.

Lovesick... Love? Is she—

━━━━

E/C eyes flicker around the hallway, pouring in through the open windows as it casts an orange hue over the wooden floors and walls, the sun slowly disappearing behind the trees.

Where is he? Y/N wonders, turning around another corner as she vaguely wonders if she should just give up and try again later—

Y/N blinks as her eyes land on Inumaki, he didn't seem to take note of her yet, looking down at his phone as he stands by one of the windows, leaning against the frame with his upper body just slightly leaning out.

Just for a moment, Y/N hesitates, wondering if she truly has any right to tell him.

But still, at the same time, Y/N was selfish.

Even when in denial over her own feelings, she wasn't willing to lose Inumaki entirely yet still played oblivious to the way he felt about her, even when he made it painfully obvious.

"Inumaki." Y/N calls, evening out her tone into a casual one as she leans against the windowsill next to him.

Inumaki blinks, looking up at her with a look of surprise, but soon recovers as he returns her greeting. "Konbu."

After the short greeting, he leans back, about to turn and walk away—

Y/N grabs his hand in a sudden grip, surprising bother Inumaki and herself at the desperation in her actions.

"I, uh..." Y/N's words die in her throat, struggling as she looks down— feeling purple eyes stare down at her in confusion.

"I'm sorry." Y/N blurts out, vaguely wishing she had planned what she was going to say before hand. "When I rejected you I wasn't..."

"Takana?" Inumaki asks with a concerned lilt to his voice, his gaze never straying off of her for even a second.

Guiltily, she realizes she feels a surge of enjoyment at his attention being turned back to her— only her.

"I like you." Y/N confesses before she can think better of it. "A lot. I didn't... I didn't realize, but after you confessed I just..."

"I'm sorry." Y/N adds, letting go of his hand so quickly as if it had burned her— pulling it back to her chest as her gaze remains away from him, not being able to bear seeing whatever expression was on his face.

"I get it's way too late, and I'm glad you're happy with Itadori, I just needed to—"

A pair of lips meet her, eyes blowing wide open as her gaze shifts up to meet Inumaki's— him pulling away a moment later.

The kiss was soft, far from Y/N's first, yet so much gentler than any of her previous ones.

Y/N stares at Inumaki in surprise, a hand hovering over her lips as she tries to process what just happened.

"Okaka." Inumaki says, pointing to the part just under his eyes— where Itadori's second set is —before shaking his head.

"You and Itadori aren't...?" Y/N trails off, the unfinished question making her eyes widen with relief seeping into her.

"Shake." Inumaki replies, putting his forehead against hers as she makes an 'oh' sound.

A small smile melts onto her lips at the confirmation, shoulders relaxing as she looks up at Inumaki. Something so genuinely fond in his eyes that it almost makes Y/N concerned if she can match it.

To keep this— whatever's going on between them —she thinks, hopes she can.

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𐚁֙࿐ NIGHTMARE

ryōmen sukuna x fem!reader

Tags — fluff , hurt/comfort , nightmares , background established yuuji/reader

Notes — none

With a gasp, Y/N shoots awake, hands clenched tightly into the sheets as she breathes heavily, cold sweat running down her face.

Another nightmare? Y/N wonders, goosebumps spreading across her skin from the cold as she glances at the alarm clock that was set on the nightstand next to her.

3:17 a.m.

Y/N let's out a tired sigh, laying back down as she glances at her still asleep boyfriend, grateful she hadn't waken him up.

Turning the other way, Y/N curls into herself, seeking the warmth the blanket failed to provide, her efforts being ultimately worthless as another shudder runs down her spine.

She could... Y/N frowns pensively, sitting up again to look down at Yuuji.

He let me stay last time but... Chewing on her lip until blood starts to spill, Y/N puts a hesitant hand on her boyfriend's body, cursed energy reaching down—

In an instant, Y/N felt herself falling, landing into room-tempature water as she glances up at the king of curses, who in turn gives her a bored look.

"Again?" Sukuna quirks an eyebrow, head cocking to the side in curiosity— or an act of curiosity, Y/N could never really tell when he was being genuine.

"Sorry..." Y/N ducks her head down in shame, already regretting her impulsive decision.

She should have just dealt with it, why would she think this is a good idea? Should've just counted herself lucky she didn't die last time and—

"If I wanted you gone, you would be gone." Sukuna scoffs, closing his main pair of eyes as his other stay watching Y/N.

"Huh? How..."

"Unlike the brat, I'm not blind, you look like a kicked puppy." Sukuna scoffs before his expression falls back to one of boredom.

"I couldn't care less about what you do, just don't be annoying." Sukuna waves a dismissive hand at her as his other props up his head.

"R-Right..." Y/N nods, pushing herself up to sit on one of the skulls near the bottom of the throne, not wanting to spend anymore time in the water.

Although, her clothes were surprisingly dry. Did the water not affect clothing?

Tucking her knees to her chest, Y/N leans forward with her eyes drooping shut, exhaustion catching up to her as she wobbles between the line of falling asleep and consciousness.

Y/N's eyes scrunch further shut out of discomfort, burying her face further in her knees as her eyes threaten to open, skin feeling all to tight as she shifts uncomfortably.

Before her state could spiral downwards further, cursed energy wraps around her tightly, grounding her as she shakily exhales.

Y/N didn't end up processing who exactly did that until morning, as she fell unconscious soon after.

Sukuna looks down at Y/N unconscious figure, expression blank for a moment before he rises, walking down to stand in front of her.

"It's like you have no grasp I could kill you at any moment." Sukuna grins in amusement, hooking an arm under her knees as the other rests of her back, her head lolling over to rest against his chest

"What a fool." Despite the harsh words, there was a fond look in his eyes as Sukuna looks down at the sleeping girl in his hold.

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𐚁֙࿐ FAILURES

geto suguru x fem!reader

Tags — fluff & angst , hurt/comfort , implied child abuse , panic attacks , established geto/reader

Notes — none

Her pen hits the desk rhythmically, teeth chewing anxiously on the inside of her bottom lip as E/C eyes flicker between the teacher's desk and the worksheet infront of her.

She should be focusing on the project, she really should, but...

The teacher's eyebrows knit together, shaking their head faintly as they scribble something on whoever's test they were grading.

Y/N tries to squint her eyes— praying to be able to make out whoever's name was written on the paper only for the teacher to pick it up and put it on the top of the nearby pile before Y/N manages to make out the letters.

That was the last one. Y/N realizes, watching the fix up the stack of papers; evening it out.

Her teeth clench down on the part of her lip that was between them, a metallic taste pouring into her mouth as Y/N grimaces— disgusted by the flavor of her blood.

Her tongue spreads over the injury in an attempt to soothe the pain, it eventually swelling down after a moment or two.

"—And that will be all for today." The teacher announces, Y/N startling as she looks up with haste.

"It's your lunch break, so feel free to spend time looking over your test to see what you need to work on." The teacher advises tiredly, knowing fully well that not a single person will do that.

As the group of students file out of the room, Y/N watches with growing worry pooling in her gut as the teacher gives out every paper except the one at the top of the stack.

"Y/N, you can always take up tutoring, I know some—" The teacher tries to advise as she holds out the test paper to Y/N.

"No, it's... it's fine. I'll make sure to study harder next time." Y/N tries to offer a smile; but the fact she felt like she was on the verge of tears likely bled through judging by the pitying look the teacher gives her.

"You can always come to me if you need anything, alright?" The teacher attempts to comfort.

"Mhm. I should—" Y/N looks out the door, turning her head away as tears prickle in the corner of her eyes. "I should get going now, thanks!"

Y/N rushes out the door before the teacher could get another word in, turning down into a nearby hallway as she slows her pace into a walk.

Y/N breathes in and out shakily, leaning her back against the cold wall behind her, knees finally giving out as she sinks to the floor.

Y/N inhales sharply, eyes blown wide in shock as she brings her knees to her chest; crossing her arms atop them and burying her head in them.

They're going to be so mad.

The realization washes over Y/N like an ice-cold bucket of water— nails digging into her skin deep enough to draw blood but Y/N pay's no mind to that; unable to focus on anything other than how upset they're going to be.

What... What if they take her out of this school? What if they don't let her hang out with her friends at all anymore? What if—

"—/N, Y/N." A familiar voice calls, Y/N flinching as she looks up, blinking away the tears fogging her vision to see—

"Su... Suguru?" Y/N questions, forgoing any honorifics as she looks up at her upperclassman and lover.

"Aren't— Aren't you s'posed to be hanging out with Gojo-senpai and... and Ieiri-senpai?" Y/N mumbles, watching with confused E/C eyes as Suguru moves to take a seat next to her rather than continuing to stand over her like he was moments earlier.

"You're much more important than that." Suguru says matter-of-factly, and maybe if it were any other day; under different circumstances, Y/N would've blushed and told him to cut it out with the sappy stuff.

Y/N couldn't bring herself to even open her mouth, allowing the words to hang in the air with no refutal; although the way a frown settles on her face made her disagreement all too apparent.

Y/N brings her knees closer to her chest, looking down at the ground infront of her in shame— knowing her previous state was probably pathetic.

Really? Breaking down like that in public? Y/N thinks in utter humiliation— remembering the painful feeling of her lungs constricting in her chest; labored breaths not allowing her to get air properly.

"Y/N," Suguru's concerned voice forces Y/N to look up again, tear-stained eyes meeting worried purple ones.

Y/N mentally winces at the sight of her lover wasting time being so concerned over her of all people.

"I'm sorry for wasting your time, I'm... good, now." Y/N tries to give a placating smile towards Suguru but it's only returned with an unimpressed look, him not believing her for even a second.

Y/N frowns slightly at the look— wanting him to stop concerning himself with looking over her; she's nearly an adult, she can do it herself.

"Suguru, I'm fine, I just.." Y/N hesitates, tearing her gaze away.

What if he could help? A traitorous voice in her head whispers. What if you allowed yourself this one time to just—

"Can you hold me?" Y/N blurts out the question before she can spiral back into a hole of doubt.

A look of surprise crosses Suguru's face, unused to seeing her be so upfront about her wants and requests.

Silence answers her for a moment as Y/N recoils, "Of... of course you don't have to, sorry, that was—"

"Of course." Suguru cuts her off, hand wrapping around her wrist as he drags her closer— halting her previous actions of slowly inching away.

Against her will, Y/N's body melts into his hold, her form draped against his chest with her head against his shoulder, his hands wrapping around her waist.

"You're cold." Y/N notices, immediately contradicting her words as she burries herself deeper in her boyfriend's hold— seeking out his touch.

"Oh?" Suguru hums, curious to her behavior as he tightens his hold around her in a grounding way.

"Good cold." Y/N clarifies, "Like... like snow, snow is soft and feels nice..."

"Do I feel nice to you, then?" Suguru inquires, glancing down at the girl in his hold with a fond look.

"Was that an innuendo?" Y/N's eyes flicker up to meet her boyfriend's amused gaze.

Y/N huffs, wrapping her arms around his torso tighter as she buries her face into the soft coldness of the Jujutsu High uniform— savoring the moment as a content silence falls over them.

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𐚁֙࿐ HANAHAKI

ryōmen sukuna & itadori yuuji x fem!reader

Tags — fluff , happy ending , dubcon kissing? reader is fine with it though , implied sexual content at the end

Notes — fun fact: red carnations symbolize deep love and affection, while a pale red carnation represents admiration and the words, “my heart aches for you”. it is said that the deep red petals of the red carnation represent a beating heart that is filled with love too! i figured that this flower suits sukuna pretty well because of episode 5

It started off unsuspectingly; really, the change being unnoticeable to most and so minor it didn't make her so much as blink.

Only when a red petal fell from his lips, did it make Y/N pause.

"Was that... a flower petal?" Y/N asks, staring at the flower incredulously.

Y/N leans forward, picking it up off the library table as she looks at it curiously, inspecting it.

Huh? A carnation? Y/N wonders, gaze lingering on the flower for a moment longer before looking at her boyfriend.

Yuuji puts a hand against his throat, staring at the flower in blatant confusion.

"Uh... yes?" Yuuji answers, although it sounded more like a question.

"Were you eating flowers?" Y/N raises an eyebrow at her boyfriend. "I know you have a habit of eating weird things, but—"

"Y/N!" Yuuji cuts her off, face flushing in embarrassment. "I thought you agreed to stop teasing me about that..."

"Sorry, Yuuji." Y/N raises a hand to pet her boyfriend's head but her tone was completely unapologetic as she beams at him. "You're just too cute!"

At the action, Yuuji suddenly starts to cough again, Y/N blinking in surprise as she reels back, watching another petal fall from her boyfriend's mouth.

"Huh." A small frown tugs on Y/N's lips, rubbing her boyfriend's back as the coughing slows.

"So you didn't eat it, then?" Y/N frowns thoughtfully, a distant look in her eyes as her boyfriend glances at her curiously.

"Do you know what it is?" Yuuji asks, recognizing the look in Y/N's eyes.

"Mh... maybe?" Y/N hesitates before turning forward again and opening a new tab on her computer.

"It sounds familiar but..." Y/N trails off as she starts to type something, Yuuji peering over her shoulder.

Hitting the enter key, the page loads, results instantly showing up as Y/N perks up.

"Hanahaki?" Yuuji reads, eyebrows knitting in confusion.

"But it says one-sided love," Yuuji adds, pointing towards the part on the screen that sayid that.

"Uh... it's a fluke, maybe?" Y/N offers helplessly, earning a deadpan from her boyfriend.

"Yeah, yeah..." Y/N huffs, knowing the idea is stupid.

Y/N opens the page, scrolling through it before ultimately coming to a simple conclusion: there's no explanation for it.

"Maybe we could go to Shoko-san?" Y/N suggests, looking over the page once more before shutting her computer.

"Sure, don't see why not."

━━━━

Shoko levels the two with a mildly surprised look, leaning back against a metal table as she crosses her arms over her chest.

"Hanahaki? It's not that common, but the curse appears in students every so often." Shoko admits, looking Yuuji almost as if she were taking him apart piece by piece, trying to understand something.

"Really? Really? Do you know what's happening with Yuuji then?" Y/N asks, looking eagerly at Shoko.

Shoko hums noncommittally, closing her eyes as a beat of silence passes them before she opens them again, tried brown eyes boring into the two.

"I have a theory." Shoko allows, her stare unbreaking as she scrutinizes Yuuji.

"It could be Sukuna." Shoko suggests as Y/N blinks in surprise, Yuuji frowning in confusion, about to say something— likely refute it due to Sukuna never saying anything genuinely positive about anyone, ever —when Shoko continues. "Since he doesn't have a body of his own, the curse would manifest in Yuuji."

"So... Sukuna's in love with someone?" Y/N asks, turning towards Yuuji.

"I mean, he's been weirdly silent throughout all of this..." Yuuji says slowly, as if he had only just noticed that detail.

"Ooo! I wanna know! I wanna know!" Y/N darts forward, nearly pouncing on her boyfriend as she pokes the outlines of Sukuna's second set of eyes.

"Who is it? Who is it?" Y/N was nearly vibrating where she stood, subconsciously repeating her words in an act of excitement. "Sukuna! Su-ku-naaaa! 'Kuna? 'Kuna!"

"Will you shut up, woman?" The curse finally makes an appearance, red eyes peering open as a mouth splits into a snarl on Yuuji's cheek.

"'Kuna!" Y/N beams, not so much as flinching at Sukuna's sharp glare. "Tell me! I wanna know!"

"C'mooon, who is it that's captured the heart of the king of curses?" Y/N snickers to herself as her gaze remains on Sukuna.

Meanwhile, Shoko raises an eyebrow as she watches the two interact.

It was an odd sight, a sorcerer excitedly asking the king of curses— Ryomen Sukuna —who he's in love with.

Sukuna spits out another insult towards Y/N, who only laughs in reply.

Shoko watches as something overwhelmingly fond flickers in the pair of red eyes, the feeling only caught by the doctor as Shoko sighs deeply.

She doesn’t get paid enough for this.

━━━━

Y/N peers up at Yuuji's unconscious face, her arms looped around his waist as she lays atop him, his arms wrapped loosely around her back.

"Su-ku-naaa..." Y/N calls quietly, poking Yuuji's cheek lightly, knowing that's where Sukuna often made his appearance on Yuuji's body.

"Hey... wake up. Do curses even need to sleep?" Y/N wonders, "I bet you do. You're, what, a thousand years old? Pft, old timer—"

Before Y/N could even process it, her and Yuuji's positioned were flipped, E/C eyes widening as they meet narrowed red ones.

"Uh..." Y/N murmurs helplessly, the hands that had been loosely hanging around her back now curling around her waist almost possessiv— no, Y/N didn't want to humor that thought...

Yuuji's (well, now Sukuna's) face had turned into one of pure frustration, all four eyes narrowed as he grits his teeth. Accompanying his expression, the hands on her waist were tightening painfully, no doubt leaving marks with the sharp nails.

"Th-This is new..." Y/N admits with a nervous laugh, trying to glance off to the side only for a hand to roughly grab her chin.

Nails dig into the side of her face as she was forced to meet the king of curses gaze.

"You want to know, Y/N?" Sukuna hisses out through gritted teeth, momentarily surprising the girl at the use of her first name.

'Y/N'? This is the first time he's called her by her first name.

That's the last coherent thought to pass through her mind before a pair of lips were roughly slammed onto hers.

Y/N yelps in surprise, eyes widening as she feels Sukuna, the bastard, grin against her mouth before a tongue was mercilessly shoved down her throat.

A unwilling moan rises out of her throat from the sensation as her face burns in humiliation.

Y/N yanks on his hair roughly, Sukuna eventually relenting as he leans away panting, the smug grin on his face remaining unchanging.

"W-Was that necessary...?" Y/N stammers, feeling lightheaded as she wipes a string of saliva from her abused mouth.

"Got the point across." Sukuna responds, taking in the sight of the debauched girl underneath him.

"Hmp. Great to know the king of curses is a pervert..." Y/N sighs before yelping as she was unceremoniously pushed further against the bed, a pair of lips smashing against hers.

Ah, this was going to be a long night for her, wasn't it?

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𐚁֙࿐ TRAINING MISHAPS

ryōmen sukuna & itadori yuuji x fem!reader

Tags — fluff , sparring , noncon biting

Notes — none

With a quick swing of her leg, a startled yelp tears from Itadori's throat, stumbling backward as he makes a futile attempt to catch his balance before ultimately falling onto his back.

"Got you!" Y/N calls playfully, extending a hand out to the boy as she stands over him. "You really need to work on your reaction time, Itadori."

"Senpai..." Itadori pouts, but still accepts her hand without hesitation as he hoists himself up.

"Don't look at me like that, you'll make me feel bad." Y/N jokingly complains, looking away from the boy as she spares a look upwards at the sky— noting how the sun was starting to sink beneath the horizon.

"Hmm~" Y/N hums to herself in consideration, not noticing how Itadori watches her in confusion.

Honey eyes glance to the side to find whatever she's looking at only to find nothing other than the warm canvas of colors peering over the rustling trees.

"All right! One more round— if you can beat me this time, I'll owe you a favor, 'kay?" Y/N declares excitedly, moving her gaze back to Itadori with a competitive glint in her eyes.

Itadori blinks in surprise, mildly taken aback before he matches her grin with one of his own, "You're on!"

Unfortunately for Itadori, he ended up in the same position as every other time, thrown onto the floor with Y/N standing over him, a smug yet not quite mocking look on her face.

"You did really well for a beginner, y'know?" Y/N offers as an attempt at comfort, helping Itadori back to his feet once again. "You've only been here for like, what, a month?"

"Thanks, Y/N-senpai..." Itadori sighs, offering a weak smile to her.

"Ah, well now I feel bad!" Y/N complains, the boy's expression looking no better than a kicked puppy's would.

"Just get some rest, okay? I'll help you train again tomorrow, promise!" Y/N raises her hand to pet the boy's head affectionately.

Itadori looks away in embarrassment, face burning as he quickly nods. "Alri—"

She startles as Itadori's eyes droop shut, knees buckling as his body falls forward— knocking against Y/N's as the two tumble down to the ground.

E/C eyes blink open and shut in surprise, staring up at the sky above her in confusion as she feels light puffs of breath against her neck, lips only inches above the skin.

"Itadori?" Even as the words left her mouth, Y/N couldn't help but feel they were wrong.

What's the deal with this kid again...? Y/N wonders, eyebrows furrowing in thought as she tries to remember what Gojo told her.

He's... ah, right, a vessel... or something like that. Y/N recalls, although the reminder doesn't prove to be of much use as she doesn't know how to get Itadori to switch back.

What even prompted the change? Y/N wonders, vaguely noting how the curse on top of her still doesn't do anything other than hover.

"...If you're not gonna do anything, at least give control back to Ita—" Y/N cuts herself off, mouth snapping shut with a 'click' as she feels sharp teeth— fangs, would be more accurate, in all honesty —dig into her neck.

Y/N blinks in stunned silence, unsure how to react as a tongue laps over the wound, soothing the mild pain that came from it.

She isn't sure how long she stayed stunned into silence— it felt like hours as she attempted to process what just happened, although it was likely only a couple of seconds —before the curse finally raised his head.

Blood stains his teeth as he runs his tongue over them, four red eyes narrowed as he stares down at her, searching for something within her confused expression. Whatever it is, he seems to find it, because only a moment later a satisfied grin curls across his face.

Y/N doesn't get the chance to even open her mouth and ask why before his eyes widen— the top set flashing back to yellow as the bottom set unwillingly closes once again.

"Senpai! I, uh, sorry!" Itadori quickly backs away, scurrying off the girl as he bows his head till it touches the ground.

"...Well," Y/N starts with an ever-confused look, sitting up as one hand rubs at the bite mark on her neck absentmindedly, relieved to feel that it was no longer bleeding.

"Maybe focus on getting better control over... whoever your curse is before any more training." Y/N suggests, Itadori nodding along hurriedly as he raises his head.

Itadori's face turns red at the sight of the bite mark as he ducks his head down again, both as an apology and to hide his fluster. "I'm sorry!"

"Ah, don't... uh, don't worry about it." Y/N offers, although her words aren't convincing to even herself as she shakes her head.

"Just go get some rest, okay? I won't tell anyone about the switch today, just try not to let it happen again." Y/N sighs, not wanting to bother with reporting this— it's not like it's his fault, after all.

Besides, the curse didn't actually harm anyone, so she supposes it's fine to let it slide this once.

"A-Alright! Thank you!" Itadori agrees, quickly rising to his feet, bowing once more as an apology before quickly running past her.

Hearing a faint whisper as Itadori passes her, Y/N glances back at Itadori over her shoulder, confused to find the quickly hitting the side of his face before whispering insults to the back of his hand.

Huh... Y/N stares at the boy owlishly as he walks back into the school, standing in silence for a moment.

She should probably tell Gojo about this...

Y/N pauses at the thought, considering it for a passing moment before shrugging to herself. Oh well, no harm no foul.

Although she should probably find Ieiri and get her to heal the bite on her neck...

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𐚁֙࿐ EVERY UNIVERSE

kasumi miwa x fem!reader

Tags — fluff , established miwa/reader , “do you think we’re soulmates in every universe” trend/prompt

Notes — none

"Miwaaa!" Y/N calls, dragging out the word playfully as she tackles her lover in a hug from behind.

"Y/N?" Miwa startles slightly, Y/N's sudden actions snatching her attention away from the flowers she had been staring at moments prior.

Their figures stood in a large park, no one nearby other than an elderly couple sitting on a bench as well as some children— assumedly their grandchildren —rolling in the grass.

"I have a question for youuu~" Y/N wraps her arms around Miwa's waist, setting her chin on the girl's shoulder as soft strands of blue brush against the side of her face.

"Do you think we're soulmates in every universe?"

"S-Soulmates?" Miwa repeats, sputtering slightly as her cheeks gain a flush that spreads down her neck and beneath the collar of her suit.

"Soulmates!" Y/N confirms with a vigorous nod, a grin spread across her lips with wonder sparkling in her eyes, curious as to what Miwa's answer will be. "Do you think we're soulmates in every universe?"

Miwa ducks her head slightly, her lopsided bangs obscuring her eyes as she shifts her head away, hiding her thoughtful gaze as she stares at the patch of flowers in front of them.

Y/N watches as Miwa remains in thought for a passing moment, waiting patiently for her lover's answer.

After a couple seconds, Miwa raises her head to face Y/N again, the blush on her face having subsided— that's until blue eyes met E/C ones, a rosy hue returning to her face near instantly.

Y/N's smile widens at the endearing sight, but stops herself from commenting on it as Miwa opens her mouth to answer the question that had been proposed to her.

"I hope so."

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