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[devoutekuna]

The first meeting

Includes- Toji, Sukuna, Nanami, Gojo, Geto

Sukuna-

He wasn't the best when it came to showing affection or anything emotion really, unless it was something barbaric. So when his daughter came out he was already fighting the nurses to hold her. "Isn't she cute?" Holding your baby in your arms as you checked her out fully, noticing the pink hair standing out against her plush face. She looked just like her father, small dark marks on her face which resembled sukuna's, much to your dismay as you had carried her for 9 months just for her to come out a carbon copy of him. "I guess" he wasn't big on children, he normally ate them. Sat beside you as he watched how you awed over her. "Hold her" ushering for him to take her. "No" he didn't like babies, in fact, he didn't like much people other than you. "Come on Ryo" hands stuck out as you offered her up. Giving in as he knew how you would keep on asking, the small bundle taken into his arms.

Nanami-

Nanami was probably the first one to hold her when she came out, that's how he met her, normally at this time he would be arriving back from work with your favourite food just to give you a massage after missing him for so long. Though, right now he was sat in the hospital cradling his newborn daughter, adjusting her light pink hat so he could see her beautiful face, practically the same as yours. Smiling at the sight of his newborn sleeping, holding himself from grabbing her cheek. "Isn't she cute kento?" Peering down at how low his face was. Nodding in response, normally he'd always use his words unless he was getting emotional, which you had never seen before.

Geto-

"Isn't she a cute baby?" You were barely awake, eyes fighting to stay open just to watch your husband ramble on about his newborn. Today he wasn't reading the room right now, talking too much when he should have shut up hours ago, just nodding along to whatever the man said. "She looks a lot like you." Smiling at you only to face when he saw how tired you looked. "My bad, get some sleep, I'll take care of her!" Placing her back in the bassinet beside your bed as he kissed your cheek.

Gojo-

"Can he walk Y/N?" Not giving you time to answer as he stared to call for your newborn "come here Satoru JR" motioning for him to walk towards him, normally your husband was smarter than this but as soon as he got to take his newborn home he was in an erratic frenzy, completely loosing any sense of logic. "His name isn't Satoru JR!" You were too tired to even argue with the man. "Shh, it's his nickname" giving you a quick peck on the lips to shut you up. "What can he do then?" Sighing how stupid your husband sounded. "Nothing Satoru." "Really?" A bit shocked that his son couldn't do anything other than, eat, cry and sleep.

Toji-

"Can I hold her?" "Are you sure she's not too hot?" "What if she has a big appetite and needs more milk?" Normally he'd never care this much about someone, but he did for his newborn daughter, she was barely a day old and he was already fondling all over her. Fingers underneath her nose to check if she was breathing, two fingers under her chin or on her wrist to catch the faintest pulse. He was awake all night staring at her in case something bad happened. Arms wrapped around your body as he laid awake staring at the little girl, noticing any small movement. Eventually he'd fall asleep in the crook of your neck, breath slowing down as he fell asleep, arms tightened around your body when he slept, it always annoyed you as there was no way to escape his grasp unless he woke up.

[kbwrites]

Lingerie? No Way

synopsis: how the JJK guys feel about Lingerie.

⚝content: nsfw, links to lingerie included, f!reader (gendered language used)

Satoru LOVES when you buy a new set (especially using his credit card).

Takes pictures of you, and has a whole folder full of just photos of you in lingerie.

Which is separate from his nudes folder for some reason.

If you allow him, he has no shame using the pictures he takes as his home screen.

Any excuse to show off to everyone that his partner is the hottest.

In bed Satoru loves to fuck you with the lingerie on.

Likes grabbing onto the lace, using the straps as leverage while he’s fucking you.

“S-shittt princess, you look so fuckin’ pretty.” He whimpers as he gropes your breast through the mesh fabric.

His hips snap up, one hand gripping the headboard as you ride him. His slender fingers reach around your back to unhook the bra, feverishly fiddling with the clasp. He curses under his breath before–

Riiip

“Sorry gorgeous…. I’ll buy ya another one”

Money is no object for Satoru so he can literally afford to be rough. 

★。------ ＼｜／------。★

Suguru orders you a new set almost every week.

He’s sending screenshots.

“Look at this one babe, you’d look perfect in it.”

“It’s nice Sugu.”

Adds to cart.

His favorite thing to do when you wear lingerie is watch you. He’s sitting on the loveseat in your bedroom, one hand wrapped tightly around his cock as he pumps slowly. You’re sprawled out on the bed in front of him two fingers plunged deep into your aching cunt. You try your hardest to reach the spots your boyfriend hit so effortlessly. He smirks maliciously as you struggle. Knowing full well he was the only one who could make your toes curl. 

“Awww what’s the matter, pretty girl? Can’t reach?” Even though he knows the answer.

As you whine shaking your head “no” he gets up and strides toward you. Taking in your panting form.

He’s already thinking about how good you’d look in the purple version of the set.

★。------ ＼｜／------。★

Nanami prefers you save lingerie for special occasions.

Birthdays?

Christmas?

He wants to unwrap you.

He’d be really into babydoll dresses, the sheer fabric that stops just below your underwear. 

He didn’t expect when you texted him about an “early Christmas gift” that he would come home to you in a gorgeous red babydoll dress. With thigh-high stockings to match? He’s in heaven

Takes his time slipping the fabric off you, kissing every inch of your body as he slowly removes your underwear.

“You’ve been saving this one for me, honey? You look absolutely breathtaking”

As his head delves down, flattening his tongue against your cunt.

★。------ ＼｜／------。★

Toji is a simple guy, he can appreciate a nice set but he much prefers you in his clothes.

His shirt? The way it swallows you makes his dick twitch.

Or his personal favorite a moo moo?

He’s ready to go.

All you were doing was making dinner in your nightgown, stirring a pot of pasta on the stove. The next thing you knew your boyfriend threw you over his shoulder.

“Fuck...mama, you look so good.” He’s got your face down on the mattress with your nightgown bunched up to expose your ass. The pads of his fingers digging into the fat of your hips as he slams his thick cock into your pussy.

Your moans are muffled as your face is buried into the pillow.

“Gonna breed this fuckin pussy. That what you want baby?”

Sukuna isn’t very understanding as to why you’re wearing ANYTHING when he enters the room. 

He prefers you naked, laid out bare waiting for him. He loves your body, so he prefers an unobscured view.

While you do look good. The fabric is just in his way.

Did you want crotchless panties? Well, you have them now.

Two strong arms rip and tear the fabric off of you as his mouth nips and sucks at your skin. The other two arms pin your wrists above your head as he devours you.

“Ryo! I bought this for you–” You whine as he shreds the delicate material. But he doesn’t respond, as he fumbles with the strings.

“Quiet. This shit is hindering my meal.”

[naomikozura]

Love of My Life: Part 2

Heian Era! True Form! Ryomen Sukuna x Sorcerer!Fem!Reader

A/N: I want to put an actual paragraph warning in here. Remember this is Sukuna’s story during the Heian Era, using bits and pieces from what I've researched on JJK and him during this era.

This chapter shows INTENSE GRUESOME SCENES including torture, psychological torture, abuse, massacres, and burning buildings. This is a DARK THEME story, it is meant as a work of FICTION and its 18+ ONLY MDNI!!!!

Warnings: strong language, violence, mention of mass murder, angst, generational trauma, complicated family dynamics, family abuse, murder, emotional turmoil and abuse, manipulation, sadistic tendencies, corruption of power, dark themes, burning down villages, murder, masochistic tendencies, sadistic behavior, decapitation, prostitution, sex scenes (in a brothel), torture, psychological torture, (lmk if I missed any!)

WC: 10.2K Series Masterlist

Part 1 || Part 3

The night was quiet, the aftereffects of your fight still lingering in the air. You hadn’t spoken to them for the rest of the evening, letting yourself sit with the hurt of your father’s words.  Your eyes were red, puffy from the silent tears you shed in the past hour. 

Defective. Wasted potential. Disgrace. 

Why has this been your life? Why were you born into one of the Four? Did you live a cruel existence in a past life, were you paying for the sins of your ancestors? Your father despised you being his daughter, hated that his claim was weakened because you were a daughter instead of a son, that you would never be as powerful as the sons of the other Families. You did everything to bring honor to your family. You studied, you trained, you focused on your inherited technique, you brought peace between villages with your kindness and political intelligence, you tried for the better part of your life to mold yourself into what your father wanted. You obeyed his demands, agreed to his greedy power tactics, even believed you were okay marrying Zetsubou  Zen’in when deep down you didn’t want to. You were more than just a pawn in his game, more than means to an end, more than just something to solidify your family name in the realm and create a greater power. 

Little did he know he was slowly pushing you to your brink. You believed you controlled yourself well, keeping composed in even the worst of situations but your composure slowly started to crumble with every new task he had for you. The pressure slowly built up and you couldn’t take it anymore, you didn’t want to sell your life away just for someone else to gain all the power. 

What a cruel life you were given. 

“Y/n”, you felt your heart skip a beat, a low rumble vibrating through you as your bones became hyper aware of who called your name. You turned around, your eyes meeting his deep red ones as he stood in your bedroom. You didn’t even begin to wonder how he got in, he was a gifted sorcerer, he could do anything.

“Ryo..”, you called his given name, not remembering when you had started but when he showed no distaste in your doing so, you continued to call him by name. 

“Come.”, it was all he needed to say as you nodded, slipping on your night robe and your shoes before following him through the back door of your home. You stayed glued to his side as he led you through the woods, suddenly realizing he was using his technique to hide both your cursed energy. He’d put a veil over the both of you to camouflage from any scouts patrolling the woods. 

Silence fell over the both of you, walking for about a half hour before reaching the end of the woods, a blue lake illuminated by the moon at the bottom of a slight hill. The water was bright, the moon reflecting beautifully to light up the water in a serene and breathtaking way. 

“The ground here is loose.”, he said blankly before grabbing you, picking you up in his arms as you sank into him, letting your head rest in the curve between his jaw and shoulder. He had a musk to him, a woodsy smell that brought comfort over you and let you relax into his touch. 

You wondered if you were the first person he’d touched like this? Deep down you knew he’d probably indulge in the company of concubines, he was a man with needs and one many couldn’t refuse. You were certain many of the women would jump at an opportunity to have the King of Curses in their bed. A sting grew in your chest at the thought. 

Once he’d reached the bottom, he set you down on the grass, your body small in comparison to his. He stared at you with curious eyes, the dichotomy of your existence in contrast with his was a wonder to him. He was grueling, sadistic, had the body that would make anyone recoil on sight, and held no remorse in his actions towards others. Meanwhile, you were kind, intimate, beautiful, and gifted. You had three of the most powerful names in this era asking for your hand in marriage, every man in surrounding towns having heard of the L/n daughter who was the heir to the L/n bloodline and being gifted with the Eye of Aurora. He knew your ability was powerful, strong enough to possibly even go head to head with him once you’d reached its full potential. Deep down he already knew you’d be considered one of the strongest sorcerer’s in the Heian era once you reached your full ability. 

He hadn’t come to terms with his reasoning for letting you live, for helping you, for feeling intense amounts of cursed energy at your distress. He wasn’t a man of emotion nor empathy. He saw emotion as a weakness, mundane, meaningless. He hated weak humans, despised the sight of overly emotional lackeys and often killed them on sight or elongated their emotional distress with mental torture. Emotion was something he disregarded and found useless, and yet it was the very thing that kept him from even thinking of bringing harm onto you. 

Was this punishment for his track record of horrific slayings? Were you sent by some being to punish him with your existence?

“Why are we here?”, your red eyes met his gaze, something in his chest burning at the sight of your defeated stare. He could tell you’d been crying, he felt your distress from across the realm and it burned him alive. He’d almost crossed across the entire woods just to show at your home and end your father’s life for laying a hand on you. 

“Your father.”, he started roughly. “He’s a pathetic excuse of a man, an insolent waste of human flesh.”

Your tired eyes widened at the hatred dripping from his lips, the words filled with venom as his eyes darkened. You’d heard about his anger and wrath among the scribes in your village, it was enough to wipe out an entire population and he’d done it multiple times before. You knew if he truly wanted to, he could end your father’s life with no hesitation.

You looked down at the water, watching as the water moved and the ripples distorted the moon, your chest hurting as it contracted. “He…”, you choked on your words, the break in your voice creating a rise of energy in him. “He thinks I’m defective, a disgrace to our family.”

His eyes looked over at you, the burning in his chest growing larger. 

“He threatened to get the elders from the Zen’in clan to exorcize my ability and… let me die without our ancestral guides”

He wasn’t much for believing in spiritual practices, but you’d grown up believing you needed your ancestors to guide you to the next life. it was a common belief within the families especially when you came face to face with cursed spirits constantly. They’d always been exorcized and seeing them cry out as you did knowing they’d just die, you wanted to believe there was a place where your soul could rest easy in the after. 

You felt a whirl of his cursed energy, feeling the rage boiling inside of him. A part of you feared what could happen to your father if Sukuna really wanted to get rid of him, but another sadistic, cruel part of you that you’d never encountered before told you that your father deserved whatever he had coming to him. After years of his grueling expectations, you started to hate your father for his greedy and selfish ways. You knew deep down in the hidden depths of your heart that you couldn’t bring yourself to feel remorse if he died. 

The exorcism of cursed energy was painful, you could easily say that due to how spirits cried when they would get absorbed. The exorcism of an inherited special ability was far worse. You’d heard stories of Yu L/n. He’d been exorcized of the Eye of Aurora and executed after he’d wiped out an entire village because he couldn’t control his technique. It was a horror story, a gruesome tale, it scared you to no end at the possibility that the same could happen to you. An exorcism of a special technique meant death. It was the most grueling way to torture and kill someone, leaving them alive meant they’d be a shell of a human, struggling and living at a lesser quality of life. No humane person would allow someone to live in such agony. Inherited techniques were bonded to the inheritors soul, binding together to make the energy and the human soul one for whatever lifespan the sorcerer had. It was the reason manipulation and control was easy for those who inherited special abilities, because it was connected to them in every way down to the genetic makeup of their bodies. 

You stood next to him in silence, your body numb of emotion as you recounted everything your father had said to you. Were you really wasted potential? Were you really defective? 

“I’ll kill him.”, his voice vibrated, your eyes staring at him while he focused on the body of water in front of the both of you. “I’ll make him suffer, perhaps exorcize his cursed energy to give him a taste of his own ignorance”

“Ryo, please.”, your soft voice sent a wave of warmth through his body. “I don’t want unnecessary bloodshed.”

He realized then why the realm considered you the Princess of Peace. You wanted to fight for your rights to life, fight for what was fair to the realm without bloodshed. Every gathering you’d been to had always swayed in your favor and he knew deep down it wasn’t because of your family name. You were just logical and intelligent to showcase why your outlook was necessary in the development of the Jujutsu world. You truly believed deep down there would be ways to save jujutsu sorcerers and regular humans without having to create an all out war. 

A part of him whirled in anger, another not understanding your stance. He disregarded human emotion at all costs, thought it to be weak, pathetic, unbeneficial, and a waste of energy. When he looked at the way people reacted first instead of thinking it made him recoil in disgust, when he’d see sobbing mothers or angry fathers at the villages he’d consumed he laughed, feeding off their distress and growing in power. He thrived off the negative emotion, yet he couldn’t bring himself to care for anything except gaining his right to the realm. He believed he was the pinnacle of jujutsu sorcery and everyone else was simply a lackey and weak. 

He’d consider you one of them had you been anyone else, but there was something about you that made him hold you at a higher regard. You held every characteristic he despised of humans, of lesser sorcerers and yet he couldn’t bring himself to put you in the same category as them. It was like you had all immunity from his hatred, his wrath, his disgust. He didn’t know why you were different from the rest, he just knew you were and he couldn’t bring himself to figure out why. He didn’t want to. 

“What do you suggest I do then? Sit around and feel your energy get more distressed every time he talks to you like you’re worth nothing?”

For some reason, his confession of feeling your distress made your heart skip a beat. You knew he could feel all the energy around him, the powerful, the weak, the unstable, the murderous, and he cared most about yours. He felt your distress and it made him angry. Something about that undeniable truth made you feel warm inside. 

“You know what they tell you is true.”, he said, void of emotion. “I’ve killed hundreds of people, consumed their energy and left them to rot in the ground.”

Why was he saying this?

“I know.”

“I have no remorse, no morality, no human left in me”

“I know.”

It was all you could say, you couldn’t deny the painstaking truth. You knew he was immoral, dangerous, a murderer, you knew and still you ignored it. 

“So why do you choose to stay?”, he bit out. He’d never wanted nor cared about the opinion of anyone but he wanted yours. Why after the past two months did you choose to keep his company? Why after two months did you find yourself enamored with him? 

“Because you don’t care”, you confessed. “You don’t care about what others think, or what they say. You’re free to pass through every inch of this realm without any regard to what anyone has to say or what they think. In the end, you know you’re stronger, you go through life knowing your worth and position and… If I stay around you long enough maybe I’ll learn not to care either.”

Silence. 

He had no words to say as he listened to your voice grow slightly louder. “I want to leave, I don’t want to be the heir to my family’s claim, I don’t want to be held to this impossible standard that my family has for me. I just wish I could’ve been born just a regular human being. I might’ve been weak, ignorant, and blindsided but I would be free of the torment of my family’s expectation of me. I would be nobody and that would be enough.” 

That was just it. You could never be a nobody. You were forced into this life, born into a family of inherited techniques and forced to bring honor to your family no matter the cost. You were shackled to your prison for eternity and with no way out, you accepted the consequences of your position. 

To him though, it was different. You could never be a nobody. Not when he saw you as everything that brought out a sliver of humanity from his black soul. He saw you as everything everywhere all at once. You were kindness and empathy, strength and resilience, he felt it in the energy he absorbed and saw it in the woods he wandered through. He felt your presence in every fiber of his being and he hated it. You consumed him in a way not even the strongest in this realm could even graze him in. 

“He wants me to stop training in the fields and stay in the inner territory. He’s having the elders oversee my training.”, your mouth twitched slightly. “In the end, I'm still forced to develop my domain for him.”

A surge of annoyance whirled inside of him, forcing it back down in order to remain in control of his veil. He could be annoyed at the mundane anger of your father, but he wouldn’t put you at risk of being seen with him just because he wanted to rip your father into shreds. His thoughts seemed normal to him, but he knew if you’d heard his tactic of gaining your freedom you’d surely feel disgusted by him. 

“We should go back.”, you whispered, another tear streaming down your cheek. You looked down as you swallowed a sob, the feeling of his hand wiping the tear away warming your skin. You leaned into his hand, your lachrymose eyes meeting him in a gentle gaze. 

He stayed silent, grabbing your hand as he led you back through the woods and to your home. Your focus was on your intertwined hands, wondering if he’d ever let someone else touch him like this before. Has he ever been so gentle with others or were you the only exception to this? 

When you arrived, you lingered outside for a moment, the silence occupying the space while you tried to find the right words for him. You couldn’t quite place how you felt, but you felt a pull towards him, an uncontrollable feeling that you wanted to get off your chest. 

“Thank you”, was all you could say. He hummed in response before grabbing your hand, his skin rough and his touch gentle. You smiled through your hurt, a piece of your heart breaking at the fact that your freedom to roam had been stolen from you. A piece of you hurt even more than you couldn’t see him anymore. 

You gave him one last smile before walking away, your hand still in his grasp as it slowly untangled itself from his hood and you walked inside your home. After you’d reached your bedroom, you felt the veil of his cursed energy release and his presence disappear. 

Another single tear falling down your cheek while the pain in your chest overcame you, forcing you into a slumber just to escape from the agony. 

Over the past few days, Sukuna came to visit you in your home, concealing his energy and yours in the process in order to keep you from being sensed by others in your family clan. After so much time, he created a body double of you to take your place in bed so that you’d feel more comfortable leaving your room empty in the middle of the night. 

The nights were the only time you had with him now since your training was supervised by the elders, leaving you little room to actually train to create a domain and instead your time was consumed with training your ability. Every night you spent with him made your heart warm, everything about him made you feel whole, made you feel seen. It wasn’t often he’d speak fondly of anything, but he’d express himself to you in a way he’d never let anyone else hear. He preferred hearing you talk, preferred hearing your dreams of a future and a life that wasn’t surrounded by inheritance and power. He’d often disagreed, believing that power was the best thing in any lifetime that someone could obtain, but he found himself understanding your stance more and more every night. 

The two of you would spend every night with each other, staying within reach of your home in case you needed to return quickly, visiting the lake every night. You didn’t know at what point you started to return to his home with him, but you had found yourself in his bed more times than not. You would spend all night wrapped in his arms, his gentle touch on your skin, his fingers running through your h/c hair, breathing you in as you slept in his hold. 

He’d never expected a single thing from you. Your relationship with him was never carnal, he’d never let it get to that point because to him, he didn’t care for physical release anymore. 

Before you, he’d spend the better parts of his nights in brothels, a different concubine each night and drunk on wine and letting himself dip into his pool of women whenever he wanted. A harem waiting to jump into his bed at the snap of his fingers and yet, when you came around it was like all carnal desire evaporated from his being. His sudden disappearance from the brothels left even the concubines in shock, wondering where he’d gone off to not knowing of his infatuation with the L/n heir. 

Your emotional and mental capacity exceeded his beliefs and he found himself going against everything he once swore his life on, finding himself seeing you in a different light in comparison to every other living being. He respected you on a godly level, a level he never regarded anyone else in. You saw the world through a lens of profound clarity and grace, something he’d never wasted time on, something that made you connected to those beneath you but also made you so profoundly unique. You had embedded yourself so deeply into his being that even those around him started to notice the shift within the King of Curses. He found himself in awe of your perspective, mesmerized by the way your heart navigated through everything. 

He felt utterly pathetic. 

But you were content with him in every way. Where you held empathy and grace in your heart, he held control and selfishness. You were gentle and kind, he was merciless and heartless. Your eyes looked at the world with curiosity and he saw it as a kingdom to overtake, a kingdom where he would ultimately rule. A kingdom where he wanted you to serve next to him. To be his till his heart stopped beating and even beyond that.

You were a dichotomous pairing: heaven and hell. 

Still, you felt content when you laid in his arms at night. You felt secure laying in his bed, sleeping next to him, existing in the same space he occupied, looking into his deep red eyes that the rest of the realm were too scared to look into. You loved the way he touched you, his hand gentle as it pushed your hair back while you laid next to him. You loved the way he held you while you breathed against his chest at night before inevitably having to return home before the sunrise. 

That same morning you had returned home, you were preparing for a bath, undressing as you heard the group of maids outside the room. 

“You don’t think he will have heirs, do you?”, one of them asked in a whisper. 

“Someone like him has to have heirs. He wants to rule an empire, surely he’ll find a way to get them.”

“I wouldn’t mind giving him some.”, the final one spoke, making your ears ring in shock as she continued. “Have you seen him? He has to have a harem of women waiting to get into bed with him, not to mention he looks like he would be completely wild in bed.”

You felt your gut turn inside of you. 

“I wouldn’t mind jumping in bed with him, even if it is only once. Just to know what it’s like to get fucked by a real man.”, the maid laughed as their voices disappeared down the hall, leaving you standing in your shock as you let her words sink into your bones. 

You felt… insignificant. Insufficient. Inadequate. 

Later that night when he came for you, a wave of silence covered the both of you. You knew he could feel your energy, the doubt bubbling inside of you as you moved through the woods. Once you’d reached his home, you stood in the middle of the room, waiting for him to break the silence. 

He turned to meet your gaze, the emotion glossing over your eyes as he moved towards you. His hand reached up, pushing your loose strands of hair behind your ear as he caressed your cheek. 

“What’s wrong?”, he breathed. 

“Why?’, your voice shook, leaving him questioning why you were like this tonight. “Why me?”

He stood in silence, waiting for you to continue, knowing you weren’t done with the amount of energy he felt radiating off of you. 

“Why me, Sukuna? You could have anyone, any woman you wanted, hell all the women you wanted. I know you’re far from being a saint, and I accepted that fact a long time ago because I couldn’t care less about who you’d been with before me. I don’t care about your past or how many women you’ve been with… I just need to know.”, you looked up at him with tears in your eyes. “You have so many women, so many concubines at your fingertips. I’m sure you’ve slept with some of them in the past few months, hell maybe even weeks. So, why?”, your voice broke. “Why me?”

Were you not good enough? Sufficient? Worthy?

His silence ate at you, making your gut fill with dread as he stared at you with a blank stare. You could guess that he’d probably taunt you, play with your feelings before delivering his ultimate blow. You wanted to believe that the past few weeks meant something to him in the same way they meant everything to you. You wanted to be enough for someone. Enough for him. 

When his voice broke the silence, you felt your eyes gloss over with tears again.

“I haven’t been with another woman since I met you.”, his voice held the truth, reaching up to cup your cheek.  “Since the first time I saw you, I stopped visiting brothels or entertaining the thoughts of other women.”

A shock sank into your bones at his confession. His eyes bore into yours with truth, with honesty. What he wanted to know was how these thoughts even entered your mind. 

“Who put these thoughts into your mind?”, he asked in a deep growl. 

You hesitated, swallowing the lump in your throat. “One of our maids… She..”

He let out a quiet shush, grabbing your face with both his hands as his thumb grazed over your lips, “You…”, his eyes darkening with what you could only place as lust and possessiveness, “are the only woman in this life and the next, the only woman in this realm and the hundreds of others that I desire.”

And hell did he want you. He wanted every part of you. heart, body, and soul. Down to the simple way your eyes looked at him to the way your cursed energy spiraled into immense power when fighting cursed spirits. He wanted every strand of hair, every piece of your soul, every inch of skin, every minute of your time. He wanted you to consume him in every way and he couldn’t care less about the gravity of your effect on him. If you didn’t exist to be with him, he didn’t want to exist either. He saw himself as the pinnacle of jujutsu sorcery, the king of this realm, and he wanted you to be the one and only thing that could bring him to his knees. If he was the most powerful sorcerer in the existence of humanity and jujutsu, then you were far stronger. You brought the King of Curses to his knees and he couldn’t stop it even if he wanted. He wanted you to have power over him, it meant you belonged to him in every way that mattered. He'd burn the world down if you asked, kill an entire nation to prove his undying loyalty to you, he’d stop his spread of cursed energy to know a moment of peace with you. 

He didn’t know when he’d become so wrapped up in you, but it was too late for him by the time he realized the hold you had over him. 

He was yours with the entirety of his being, with the intensity of his soul, and the remainder of his existence in this life and continue to let you consume him in every lifetime after this one. 

His soul called your name in a way he’d never experienced in his entire life. For a man who didn’t believe in indulging in mundane emotions, he indulged in you and that’s all he needed. 

Your lip quivered, a sob choked out of your lips as you looked at him in a deep admiration. You lifted your hands to wrap around his wrists, sinking into his touch as you whispered to him. 

“I want to see you, Ryo.”, your hand on his face, your gentle lachrymose eyes meeting his hardened ones. “I want to see the real you.”

He would’ve denied the request had you been anyone else, but he was at your mercy, allowing his body to morph into his true being. The very form that left the realm fearing his presence, left them in agony from the overwhelming rush of cursed energy. His true form alone was enough to make an entire nation buckle under his presence. It was gruesome, wicked, twisted, ugly, and macabre. It was something so terrifying they’d used it in stories to children for them to be good for their parents. His true form was something heard about across all of the realm and left nations training for years in hopes to one day kill the King of Curses. And despite all of that wickedness, gruesomeness, and fear, you looked up at him with gentle eyes. 

He showed his true form to you, waiting for the recoil of disgust, the shock of horror and yet none of it came. You looked at him with the same gentleness you had for anyone else in this realm. He had a deformed stomach, four arms, multiple sets of eyes and a plate on his face, teeth sharp like daggers, and body covered in scars and marked in black ink. 

Yet, the only thing that flooded your eyes was admiration. 

Why weren’t you disgusted by him?

Why weren’t you running in fear?

Bowing at his feet?

Why?

“Why do you hide your true form around me?”, you cocked your head slightly. “Everyone in the other families always say you show your true form to add to your dominance over the realm, yet you disfigure your body and make it different when I’m with you… Why?”

Who created you in such a way that you empathize with him instead of cursing him to hell? 

Princess of Peace. 

“Does it bother you?”

“I just don’t see why you have to hide it. You don’t have to do that. Not with me.”

You couldn’t explain the connection to him. 

Was it an invisible string? 

Fated soulmates? 

You didn’t know what it was that his form didn’t frighten you or leave you in shock. You welcomed every being with open arms, perhaps it was your special ability to see cursed energy and gauge its threat to you. His energy never reached levels of threat when he was near you. You’d seen it around other sorcerers and the level grew astronomically. It was almost too much to wrap your mind around and yet when you saw it in the solace of his bedroom, it never pushed you away. 

Inside these walls, no cursed energy existed to harm you. In fact, it was the complete opposite. His cursed energy manifested in a protective veil, ensuring you were guarded completely when you were with him. 

You felt every question swirl in your mind, trying to pinpoint why he had you feeling so alive. 

Was it the desire to leave your family out of spite?

The desire to know what being unhinged was?

The desire to not live within the bounds of the jujutsu code and live freely?

You couldn’t quite place it but you felt envious of his freedom and lack of care. You were always being watched, always monitored, the only moments of peace and freedom you got were when he would sneak you out of your home at night.

You grabbed one of his hands, rubbing soft fingers on the back of it and meeting his gaze. You’d grown to admire the depth of his gaze, the way they watched you with a calm intensity. You have laced his hand on your cheek, his massive palm warming your skin as you sank into him. 

His body lowered to your height, bending over as he brought you closer to his chest while your heart pounded inside of your own. You knew he could feel your infatuation, your intrigue, your heart racing inside you. Your gentle eyes met his darkened ones, the closest thing to desire that he could get to while holding you. You felt his lips meet yours, the roughness of his mouth as he claimed you as his. You melted into him, your hands on his chest as a pair of his landed on your waist and the other held your face, deepening the kiss. 

He lifted your body, placing your frame on his lap as he laid against the headboard of his bed. You felt the burning of his skin as his grip tightened on your waist. Your skin ignited under his touch, running a hand through his hair which caused him to groan against your mouth. You could listen to him all day, forever. 

If your father or the realm saw you right now, what would they say? What would they think? Would they accuse Sukuna of brainwashing you? Imprisoning you? Did you need saving? 

No. 

You didn’t need saving; you were far beyond it for anyone to consider it. You were too far gone in him and you didn’t want to turn back. His muscular arms picked you up, laying you on your back against the sheets as his overwhelming form covered yours. You were tiny in comparison to him, your hair splayed out in a halo as his eyes stayed focused on you. A hand brushed your stray hairs back, rubbing small circles against your temple. 

You focused on his body, admiring every muscle, every ripple of skin, every scar, every black marking. You admired his form regardless of the fact that most would consider him a devil. It never occurred to you in any sense. 

An angel entrapped by a demon, an angel falling in love with the devil, an angel stolen from heaven and dragged to hell. 

You didn’t give a damn anymore. You wanted him, needed him like you needed oxygen. He helped you feel free, helped you escape the confines of your familial name, helped you feel worthy. He helped you see life in a new light, in every way that you couldn’t before because of your father’s controlling ignorance. You didn’t care about the opinions of the village or the families, deep down they were only looking out for themselves even if everyone else denied it. 

The King of Curses completely ruined you: the Princess of Peace. The two of you were a dichotomous pairing, chaos and peace, yet still found balance in each other. It was the balance of life and existence and the both of you knew exactly how the collision would end: one of you would gain everything and the other would lose it all. But neither of you would have anticipated the depth of your connection, the intensity in which he consumed you and you him. You no longer cared about the consequences of being with him. Your father could disown you, exile you, have the entire village and the other families against you, but as long as Ryomen was at your side you didn’t care. 

His rough lips made their way down your neck, kissing and licking every inch of your skin as your hands held into his arms. The sound of your muffled cries made him feral, making his instinct and possessiveness kick into overdrive. He needed to feel you, needed to taste you, to breathe you in and have you take over all his senses. 

Your hands gripped his arms, your toes curling against the bed sheets as he continued to kiss down your neck and swirling his tongue around the delicate skin. You tasted like a heaven he never believed in, made him feel euphoric in ways beyond comprehension. 

Your body was on fire at his touch, you wanted more. More of his touch, his kisses, his groans, his everything. You just wanted more of him. 

You wanted to give yourself to him in everyway you could. He knew you were still a virgin, he wanted to be the one to wreck you, to be the only one to know your body so intimately, wanted to be the only man you’d ever end up with. His hands gripped your hips as you felt his buck slightly against you, your moans filling his mouth as he kissed you sloppily. 

He forced himself to stop, gaining a small whimper from you. His eyes met yours, his voice deep but low as he pressed his lips against yours once more. 

“Not like this.”, he muttered, his tone vibrating in every bone in your body. 

You knew what he meant with just a simple phrase, Your body relaxing against the bed, letting him collapse next to you as he wrapped you into his arms. You soaked in his warmth, letting your body be held by him as you fell into a slumber. 

This was all you could ever ask for. 

It was all you wanted.

One Week Later 

You woke up just before the sunrise, your body sitting up as the bed sheets fell from your form. You looked next to you, seeing Sukuna in his sleep while his arms were lazily thrown over your torso. Another night with him in peace left you feeling content, feeling a soreness overtake your body from the training you’d done with him last night. You felt his arms tighten, your body almost bare against him only wearing one of his oversized wool shirts. 

You pushed yourself out of his embrace, swinging your legs off the bed and looking out the window. You still had time to get home before everyone woke up, though you needed to head home soon. You felt his energy shift as he woke, raising a hand while still laying in the sheets and looking at you while caressing your cheek. 

“I have to get home.”, you whispered as you melted into him. He grunted in response before sitting up and cracking his neck to relieve the pressure he’d gotten overnight. You follow his as he stands, letting him help dress you in your clothing as you felt his lips along the side of your neck. 

Both of you walked out of his home, walking through the woods until you reached your room, his veil keeping you hidden and camouflaged both of your energies. You gave him a final kiss, smiling at him before he turned and left, leaving you alone in your room. 

During mid day, the sun held its highest position and the food was being prepared for lunch, you heard mention from your father that the Zen’in would be joining your family for lunch. 

Everything was fine at first, everyone coexisting together, talking about family matters and everything normal, atleast it seemed normal at first. 

You looked up to see Zetsubou Zen’in walk in the door, one of the maids accompanying him to the table as she bowed and walked back to her post at the front door. He was the heir to the Zen’in clan. A remarkably talented sorcerer with the gift of the Ten Shadows technique. Everyone was sure he would soon manifest the shikigami Mohoraga, making him the first to manifest it since the family’s establishment to the realm. 

“Now that everyone is here, there is some news we must share.”, your father spoke as he stood, watching as Zetsubou’s father also rose to stand next to his son. Everyone else remained seated, you included as you cocked your head in confusion. 

“Y/n, come stand.”, your father motioned towards you, your gut churning in suspicion before you stood next to him. You watched your father before turning to Zetsubou and his father, his dark eyes staring into your e/c ones. 

“We are to celebrate the new union, the meshing of two family names into one great clan.”, your father spoke, your mother and the Zen’in wife staring in silence. Even the maids seemed to be on edge of what your father was saying. “Zetsubou, Your father and I have agreed in accepting the conditions of betrothal that you both have given to our family.”

Betrothal?

“Y/n, you and Zetsubou will meet in union in two weeks' time. Two Clans becoming one in matrimony.”, your father smiled as he shook hands with the Zen’in leader, smiling at Zetsubou. 

You stood in silence, your energy growing grimm at the declaration your father just made. Your body overwhelmed in shock, your heart racing in your chest, your mind swirling with a million different possibilities. The chatter around you blurred into a jumbled mess, nothing comprehensive due to your anger radiating from your body. 

“I look forward to getting closer to you through our marriage, Y/n.”, Zetsubou smiled at you, your eyes staring at him mindlessly. “Y/n?”

“I’m not marrying you.”, you said silently, almost inaudibly but you knew he’d heard you since you saw Zetsubou’s eyes darken. 

“What?”, his voice came out clipped, sharp. Dangerous. 

“I am not marrying you.”, you repeated, your eyes void of any emotion as you held 

“Y/n!”, your mother let out a warning call, but you ignored her. You didn’t care about anything other than making it entirely clear that you were not going to be wed to the Zen’in Clan. “Forgive us, she doesn’t realize what she’s saying.”

“I know what I’m saying. I am not marrying you, Zetsubou. Not even if you held my life at sword's edge.”

You suddenly felt the energy that radiated off of your father, his anger growing tenfold as he glared at you with intense disappointment and resentment. Your father already hated you, and already felt disgraced by your presence. Why not give him another reason to see you as less than good enough. 

“I think there needs to be some time to process our agreement. Surely we can come to a suitable agreement that will benefit both of our clans.”, your father forced out, his voice clipped. “Our maids will clean up, let me walk you out.”

You watched as both the Zen’in leader and your father walked out, your eyes glancing back at Zetsubou, holding his glare before he scoffed and followed behind his father. You heard the lowered voice of Zetsubou’s father, his voice full of annoyance. 

“Get your daughter under control or else we will take care of her for you.”, and with that, the Zen’ins left your home. You stared blankly as your father walked back into the room, his energy radiating in waves like a tsunami. He walked up to you, your blank stare meeting his eyes as you felt your head snap to the side, the sting burning your cheek as he snarled at you. 

“You are a disgrace!”, he screamed, your mother gasping at his sudden burst. “How dare you embarrass our family name in front of the Zen’ins!”

You raised your head, looking at the pure fury displayed in his eyes, still not saying a single word as he continued to berate you. 

“Why can’t you just do your duty and save yourself the embarrassment. Save our family the dishonor of having you as its heir.”, he bit out, each word dripping with acid. “You’re to marry Zetsubou Zen’in in two weeks' time. For once in your pathetic life, do something honorable for this family.”. He left the room, your mother following closely behind as the maids started to clean the dining room. 

And still, you stood in the middle of the room with no emotion behind your eyes, just the sting of your cheek and the emptiness in your chest at your father’s words. Your life, your future, your dreams, it all was reduced to being the wife of a man you did not love. A man you did not care for and despised. 

You were reduced to nothing. 

The night was silent, the wind howled softly in the background causing the trees to move, leaving nothing but a tranquil aura in the air. You stared blankly at the wall as you laid against Sukuna’s skin, the warmth flooding your body as you felt his arms wrap around you. You felt the growing pressure in your chest, an unavoidable truth you couldn’t keep from him anymore. 

“Kuna…”, you whispered gently. HIs body moved, looking at you as his eyes fell on your heartbroken form. “I..”, you choked. 

How could you possibly tell him this?

“What is it?”, his voice was deep yet soft, the words ringing in your ears. 

“I… My father..”, you sucked in a shaky breath. “He arranged for me to marry Zetsubou Zen’in.”

“He arranged for you to marry Zetsubou Zenin.” he repeated back to you, the lingering darkness hanging in his tone. 

“He says it’ll be good for our families. That I have a responsibility as heir, as does Zetsubou, to continue our bloodline and make our abilities stronger.”

“Do you love him?”, the question made your blood run cold, even kicked you in the gut, but you knew why he asked. You could read in between the lines and hear the unanswered question he truly wanted to ask. 

“No.”

A hum was all that escaped him, the silence casting over the both of you causing a small blanket of tension to rise. 

“I can kill them.”, he replied finally. “I can give them a reason to call off that sham marriage.”

He could do it easily, there was no question about it, the only thing keeping him from carrying out his plan was his loyalty to you. He wouldn’t do something you asked him to not do. You had that power over him to stop him from doing anything. You heard the hidden meaning in his words. You weren’t ignorant or naive. You knew who he was and what he was capable of and yet, you lay in his arms falling deeper into what he was, or rather, who he was with you. 

“I don’t want bloodshed. Besides..”, you sank into your sorrow again. “I don’t think there truly is a way out of this.”

“Do you really believe they could possibly keep me away from you?”, he asked in a serious, deep tone, his question full of every emotion he’d never said out loud. He didn’t know what kindness was, what admiration looks like or what love felt like but to him… you were the closest thing to that that he’d ever felt and seen in all his life. 

You brought out what little humanity he had in him, he showed it only for you. the tiniest sliver reserved for you but disappeared when it came to anyone else. You were the only one who deserved that small minuscule part of him. He had little regard for human life, he believed himself above all beings all gifted, cursed, and boring. 

Then there was you. 

He didn’t believe himself above you in any regard. 

In every way you were his equal and he’d burn the world to ash to prove it to you. 

“I can’t deny them… My father… he already hates me.”, you muttered against his skin. Ryomen slowly sat up, his arms helping you move with him as he brushed your hair back, tucking a strand behind your ear and letting his hand rest against your cheek. Your eyes glossed over, a hurt in your heart flooding every vein in your body. You didn’t want to be forced into a life you had no interest in, why did this have to be your life’s path? 

You wish you could just speak to whatever greater being ruled over your world and beg them to change the prophecy known as your life. Beg for a time where you didn’t exist within the confines of your familial name, your duty to pass your legacy through your bloodline, your fear of disgracing your family, who could ever change the end result for you? 

“I’ll find a way.”, he whispered before leaning towards you, pulling your lips against his as he let all of his emotion pour into the kiss as the tears fell down your cheeks. He was gentle even in his destructive touch, he let himself completely off guard with you. Your lips moved gently against his, soft and delicate, making his other hands wrapped around your waist as he kissed you deeply. You felt weak at his touch, your heart openly his without regret or second thoughts. 

“Ryo..”, you whispered, your voice shaky as he kissed you again, this time more possessive and full of desire. His teeth nipped at your bottom lip, pulling it before letting it go as it swelled. 

You let yourself sink into him, his arms wrapping around you in a secure embrace. You fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat, it was even and strong, proof of the life inside of him. 

He watched you carefully, his gut churning in a whirlwind of emotion and suppressed energy. He needed an outlet and soon, he’d spent the better part of the past month with you in his embrace and presence. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d gone so long without releasing his cursed energy, it was starting to make him twitch at all the pent up power he had. He’d waited until you fell asleep in his arms before lowering you into the sheets, your body laying perfectly in his bed as he covered you with the blanket. He pushed the curtain away, closing it as his eyes lingered on your body, the blanket laying over you as he moved out of the room. 

He found himself wandering through the woods late, moving to the outskirts of the village territories and making his way deeper to territory he knew a little too well. He sensed an energy that stood out to him, his focus moving towards the waves radiating towards him until he reached his location. His veil did good in keeping him hidden, but he released a small wave of energy to send a flood of chills through every being in town within his proximity. His body moved through the homes, the worn down tavern, and the trader booths until he found exactly what he was looking for so late in the night. 

The sound of moans echoed in his ears, the energy he was tailing radiating from inside the brothel at the very end of the town, hidden amongst the trees for a more private ambiance. He knew exactly what was taking place inside the brothel, but it wasn’t that that bothered him, it was the person inside that did. He sensed Zetsubou inside with multiple women, all of them taking their place in his bed, taking turns pleasuring him or even doing it all at once. His grunts sounded out as the moans that escaped the concubine echoed through the walls. The other women were touching him, their hands on his body as one of them rubbed their body against his while another kissed him in a sloppy manner. 

He would be lying if he said he’d never been in a similar, compromising position. He’d visited these brothels long enough to know exactly who and what he wanted every night he visited. His lust filled ways long gone, no longer causing a rise in him, especially after meeting you. That was the exact reason he was here. For you. 

An anger rose inside of him seeing your supposed future husband laying in a bed being pleasured by concubines just weeks before your wedding. His groans sounded out at the pleasure he was receiving, the moans of the concubines filling the air as he fed into infidelity. He knew all too well that men were never loyal to their wives, always frequenting the brothels for a good time. The sound of Zetsubou slamming the headboard against the wall as he fucked one of the concubines, his curses filling the air as her moans ripped through the night, it all made Sukuna’s anger run deep inside of him. The lack of respect, the complete disregard Zetsubou held for you made him want to snap his neck in half. It would be the perfect way to get you out of the betrothal. 

Even the sounds of the whores in bed with him drove Sukuna mad. They had to know the great Zen’in heir was to be wed to the L/n heir, yet they still chose to lay in bed with him, to be absolutely and disgustingly fucked by the son of a bitch. He listened to the sounds, letting the anger grow inside of him, allowing himself to plot every way he would maim Zetsubou Zen’in alive for ever treating his betrothal as disposable. Something to be disregarded. Disrespected. 

After a while, the moans and the slamming of the headboard stopped, Zetsubou’s voice ringing out as he laid in the sheets with his whores wrapped around his naked body. 

“You ladies definitely know how to show a man a good time.”, he breathed as he let them touch his body, his muscled flexing under their touch. 

“Of course, always special treatment for our best man.”, one of the whores said in a sultry voice. “It’s good to get a good fuck while you still can.”

“Trust me, even in a few weeks I’ll be back. Don’t you worry.”, the sound of Zetsubou kissing one of the women made Sukuna fill with disgust. “You have the best of the best here. Can’t stay committed to some virgin who doesn’t know how to please a man, let alone know how to fuck one.”

His energy spiraled, shoving it down as he continued to listen. 

“That’s right, you need real women, not some uptight spoiled brat.”, another woman spoke out. 

“You can get all the good pussy you want here, baby.”, another called. “We know how to treat a man right. Make you feel everything.”

“That’s all I want.”, his voice vibrated as he kissed the woman again. “C’mon baby, let's go for round two.”

And just like that, the sounds of moans and deep grunts rang out again. The knocking of the head board and the panting of hot breath filling the room. Zetsubou Zen’in was scum. Bottom of the barrel. A fucking no body. 

Sukuna bided his time, waiting deep into the night as he watched the Zen’in heir leave, heading back in the direction of his clan’s territory. Sukuna’s red eyes watched him from the shadows, his anger rising into flames around him, waiting long enough for the worthless son of a bitch to be far enough away before letting the release come. 

Fire consumed the village, everything burning into ash, the smoke filling the air as the sound of screams echoed into the night. The taverns, the trader booths, the homes, all of it catching on fire and burning every single person to a crisp. He saved the brothel for last, waiting for the sound of panic cries to ring out before walking inside and seeing all the concubines who were with the Zen’in heir trying to get out of the burning building. He forced them to stay in place, his presence overwhelming them into fear. He watched as the panic settled into their eyes, their lungs begging for air, their bodies getting burned as the flames licked the walls around them. One of them tried to run out past him, but never made it as he blew her head off in one swift slice. They screamed out, begging him to let them out, crying as he watched in emotionlessness. It wasn’t until their lifeless bodies collapsed on the ground that he left, leaving the burning village behind him as he wandered into the night. He’d burn the whole world down for you. 

Even if it meant starting with those who wronged you first.

“Our entire livestock was burned! We have no more land to grow food in!”, the sound of the Zen’in leader’s voice ringing out during their meeting with your father rang out. You listened in silence, letting yourself sink into the reality of what they were discussing. A small part of you laughing internally at their misfortune. 

Another village burned into flames just two days ago, and last night, the Zen’in’s lost all of their livestock, fertile soil, and sustainable crops. They were all burned to nothing, not even the soil or the seeds were salvageable. 

“We need to get this monster under control. We have to speed up training with our sorcerers and find our strongest men to be put into units to take him out. We cannot let him roam so freely anymore, especially not now that he’s making hits closer to our clan lands.”, the Kamo Clan leader spoke out, his voice soft as he marked the map where Sukuna made his last raid, your eyes peeking in through the slit in the door. That village.. It was right outside the Zen’in borders, it was where Zetsubou frequented the brothels. 

Ryo..

You stepped back, moving back into the hall before making your way to your bedroom, closing the door as you sat on the floor. Did he burn the village down in some act of honor for you or was it just a coincidence? 

The thoughts spiraled in your head, letting yourself undress and change into your dinner clothes, the silence still filling your home ever since your fight with your father almost three days ago. You were a week away from your marriage to Zetsubou, a gnawing in your gut as you stepped out of your room and faced your father. You stood in the doorway before making your way to the dining table and sitting in your regular spot at the very end while your father and mother sat next to one another. 

Then, a rush of energy consumed you all at once. The sensation floods your senses as you feel your body tense. You look at your father, noticing his sudden change in demeanor as one of the maids let out a cry of fear, her shaky voice barely audible as you could hear her motion towards the dining room. 

In all his glory, Sukuna stood tall and unmoving, his body adorned with fine robes and his true form showing as he occupied the space. Making the air impossible to breathe, making everyone except you suffocate in fear. 

Your eyes widened at the sight of him, why was he here?

You watched as your mother raised her hand to her mouth, covering her quivering lips. “What is the meaning of this?” she asked in a shaken tone, your eyes filled with worry as you watched your father fill with anger. 

“Sukuna”, he bowed before the King of Curses, before lifting his head and asking his question. “What brings you into our home this evening?”

Sukuna stared your father down, his true form standing tall and in overwhelming sense of dominance that made your mother cower. Although you showed no fear towards him, you could see why everyone else in the realm did. He was massive, muscular, deadly, his body taking form of a cursed entity. It was no secret that Ryomen Sukuna held an energy that defied all existence, he was far above all beings. 

You tried to stay focused, holding your shock at his sudden appearance back, not wanting them to see your reaction. 

What was he doing? 

“F/n L/n.”, Sukuna’s deep voice echoed. “Leader of the L/n clan. For such a highly renown sorcerer, you sure don’t seem to realize where your greatest assets lie.” He walked further into the room, your father’s jaw clenching noticeably. “You’re ignorant and naïve, choosing to force such a gifted sorcerer, your only daughter and heir into a marriage of mutual gain, of political power.”

“Our family and Clan matters shouldn’t interest you. Now why are you intruding on our home?”. You had to applaud your father’s boldness, asking Sukuna such a demanding question. 

“You’re too mundane, worldly, pitiful.”, you watched as he moved and sat at the table, in between the head where your father and mother sat and the opposite end where you sat. He sat with his legs crossed, leaning his head into his hand before speaking again. “Why arrange for political gain when you could have real power, L/n?”

“What are you talking about Sukuna?”, your father’s words shook slightly. 

“Look at the bigger picture. L/n may be a part of the four families, but in comparison, your poor judgment and lack of support is the reason your family will fail. You seek what humans want. You’re greedy over mundane things”, Hid deep red eyes held your father’s gaze intently, overwhelmingly. “What if I told you that you could have the power of gods?”

“Power of gods?”, your fathers hands fisted in his lap. 

“Yes”, you noticed Sukuna’s red eyes glance at you, softening only when he met your gaze and immediately hardened and dropping when he met your father’s. “You could have real power, real influence, real claim to the realm. It would put you far above the rest of the families, perhaps make you greater than the Gojos.”

You didn’t miss the glint of intrigue in your fathers eyes. Of course bed listen or spare a moment for someone like him. Anything for power, anything for more claim to the realm. Your family wasn’t weak but any means, but your father had slowly started losing connections thanks to his selfishness. It truly would be the end of the L/n family if he didn’t get it together. 

“And how would I possibly gain that? I have nothing to give you in return.” , your father smiled weakly. 

“Simple”, Sukuna leaned his head on his hand, staring at your father blankly before extending a hand and pointing at you. 

“I want Y/n as my bride.” 

[yuurei20]

Is it true that Cater is a playboy? I've seen some people saying that he's a Playboy, but I'm not sure if its canon. Thanks!!

Hello hello! ^^ Thank you for this question!

This was also mentioned a little bit in response to an earlier question about Cater's habit of flirting with people, which includes a compilation of screenshots of what is probably the kind of scenes that people are thinking about when they talk about Cater being a playboy!

But I think this might depend on your definition of "playboy" 👀

As of this post, the only canonical romantic relationship we have heard of in the game (on EN 👀) is Ace and his ex-girlfriend!

If your definition of "playboy" is "someone who dates a lot of different people," then "playboy" does not apply to Cater, as far as we know :>

What we do know is this!

His family moved around a lot when he was a child so, at some point, he started intentionally keeping his interpersonal relationships shallow rather than try to forge meaningful connections:

"That's why I always tried to be on good terms with everyone, rather than forge strong bonds with a chosen few. Like a circus performer who has a grand old time with people from around the world, and then packs up and moves on."

While never stated outright, it is a common theory that this is why Cater keeps Trey at arm's length during Wish Upon a Star:

Trey is already his closest friend, so Cater might be keeping up a buffer zone of secrets like what his true wish for the Star Sending is so that they do not become any closer, and their inevitable parting will be less painful.

Lilia tries to encourage Cater, saying that, in deciding not to get too close to any one person he may be the wisest one there, but Cater is not convinced that Lilia can truly empathize:

"Lilia's developed cherished relationships while living in the same place his whole life. There's no way he could ever understand how helpless I feel."

Another thing we know about Cater is that he might be feeling the loss of one, specific friend in particular! He tells Silver that he remembers making a friend at a new school one time, only to immediately learn that he would be moving away again the next month.

It is interesting that he mentions this one friend in particular--were they the catalyst? Was that the point when he decided that he would never get close to another person? We do not know 👀

If you are seeing "playboy Cater" coming from the JP side of the fandom, it is possibly because his speech patterns are that of a チャラい character on JP!

I think "flirt" is a decent translation for チャラい? 🧐 (It was localized as "shallow" on EN, and is the reason why Eliza rejects Cater during the Phantom Bride event.)

They are characters that talk/look flashy, seem shallow, and tend to flirt with everyone equally rather than picking someone specific to pursue. (Orange hair is common but is not required ww)

This survey of 3,324 people voted the top three チャラい anime characters as Moroboshi Ataru (Urusei Yatsura), Saeba Ryo (City Hunter) and Lupin III, to give you an idea of the チャラい character archetype ^^

And a common theme of Twst is: appearances can be deceiving!

Vil and Lilia seem to suspect Cater of having "a morose side that the rest of us never see" hidden by his sunny disposition, but Cater claims otherwise 👀

Much like Epel appears delicate but is actually the opposite and Lilia appears young but is actually old, it is possible that Cater intentionally acts shallow while actually he has a complex inner world--he is flighty not because he is trying to attract people, but because he is trying to keep them away.

More here! ^^

・Cater's Inner Life ・Cater's Childhood

To the original question: I do not believe that we have heard about Cater having any relationships (romantic or otherwise) at all except for one single friend from pre-NRC, which might not qualify him as a "playboy"! ^^

[aretheyqueer]

List of Canonically Trans/gnc Characters

My own list in this post is anime, manga, games mostly but in the spreadsheet you can add anything.

Following my tierlist of them, I realized I should make a public list so theyre not just kept in my head, since I spent quite a while finding these characters. If you want to watch/play anything with trans or gnc characters, you can use this list.

They range from good rep to bad, characters viewed as "traps" or not taken seriously to ones that the whole fandom understands is trans. I've added trigger warnings to the characters and fandoms I know can be triggering. I've also put certain names in bold to show that they're a main character, but i've only watched a few on this list so some are missing.

I would add trigger warnings for "bury your gays" and similar tropes, but I want to avoid spoilers. Maybe you can look it up first if you're worried. I've tried to exclude characters that are referred to as hermaphrodites.

The "crossdressers" section obviously includes some spoilers.

Enjoy :D

Transfem

Alice Arisuin from Chivalry of a Failed Knight (Prefers feminine name and terms but doesn't care too much).

Arachne from Angel Sanctuary

Arashi Narukami from Ensemble Stars

Astolfo from the Fate/Grand series

Leonardo Da Vinci from the Fate/Grand series (unsure)

Cassandra Igarashi from The Wicked + The Divine

Dahlia Carpenter from Carole & Tuesday

Victoria October from Batman

Elendira the Crimsonnail from Trigun Stampede

Giselle Gewelle from Bleach (The fandom is very transphobic)

Grell from Black Butler (Unnecessarily debated)

Hana from Tokyo Godfathers

Okasan from Tokyo Godfathers (Could be a drag queen)

Hibari Oozora from Stop!! Hibari-kun!

Isabella Yamamoto from Paradise Kiss

Kanamori from Heaven's Design Team

Kano Ienaga from Golden Kamuy

Kaoru Anesagi from IDOLiSH7

Kaoru Hanase from Tamako Market (Speculated to be a trans woman)

Kenji Hikiishi from My Hero Academia

Kikinojo from One Piece

Mariandale/Marian from Ixion Saga DT

Mizuki Akiyama from Project Sekai (Heavily implied)

Momoko from Shangri-La

Kikyou Motoki from Itazura Na Kiss

Nao from Skip and Loafer

Nathan Seymour from Tiger & Bunny

Perfuma from She-Ra and the Princesses of power

Petrichor from Saga

Ruka Urushibara from Steins;Gate (Transphobic fandom)

Saber from the Fate/Grand series

Stephanie from Majutsushi Orphen

Ushiyama from All Worlds Alliance

Hiroyuki Yoshida from Wandering Son

Shuuichi Nitori from Wandering Son

Yuujirou Shiratori from The Highschool Life of a Fudanshi

Transmasc

Hachiro from Gintama

Kite from Japan Sinks: 2020

Kusuo Saiki from The Disastrous Life of Saiki K. (Turned himself into a boy when he was in the womb, otherwise never mentioned)

Ryo Watari from Boys Run the Riot

Shou Fujita from Stars Align (Very minor character)

Tooru Mutsuki from Tokyo Ghoul:re

Yamato from One Piece

Yawara Chatora from My Hero Academia

Yoshino Takatsuki from Wandering Son

Nonbinary

Anne Faulkner from Paradox Live

Asra from The Arcana

Alucard from Hellsing Ultimate (genderfluid)

Chaos from Hades

Berg Katze from Gatchaman Crowds (androgynous)

O. D. from Gatchaman Crowds

Daishikyou from Gintama

Chevalier D'Eon from Fate/Grand series

Enkidu/Lancer from Fate/Grand series (Inherently no gender/sex)

Double Trouble from She-Ra and the Princesses of power

Envy from Fullmetal Alchemist (can transform into any gender)

Francois from Dr. Stone

Halara Nightmare from Master Detective Archives: Rain Code

Hange from Attack on titan (Fandom mostly refers to them as female)

Ivankov Emporio from One Piece (i'm not sure what they identify as)

Juniper from Xenoblade Chronicles

Kaoruko Someya from Okane ga Nai (Okama)

Kimera from Kimera (nb or transfem)

Kyuubei Yagyuu (Born female, raised male so has an unconventional relationship with gender)

Vanitas of the Blue Moon from The Case Study of Vanitas

Milo Belladonna from Monster Prom

Mogumo from Love Me For Who I Am

Najimi Osana from Komi can't communicate (Unknown gender)

Nakuru Akizuki from Cardcaptor Sakura (Sexless, identifies as female)

Nico from Tokyo Ghoul (Okama)

Opera from Marimashita! Iruma-kun

Orochimaru from Naruto

Ryuuji Ayukawa from Blue Period (Unsure, can be gnc/transfem/nonbinary)

Satan from Devilman

Shion Zaiden from RWBY

Someone (yes thats their name) from Shimanami Tasogare

Xanthe Zhou from Prime Earth

Yuuta Asuka from Stars Align

Intersex

Asuka Ran from Devilman Lady

Luca Esposito from Asra Lost in Space (identifies as male)

Desmond from Carole & Tuesday (Became intersex due to universe stuff but is at peace with this)

Megumi Yoshikawa from Princess Princess (Raised male before she found out she was genetically female, decides to live as a girl)

Richard III from Requiem of the Rose King (Struggles with his intersexuality, feels his body and him are unloveable)

Yoite from Nabari no Ou (Lives as male but they're unsure of their gender)

Crossdressers

Aki from Magical Shopping Arcade Abenobashi

Azumi Agonoske from Gintama

Buzam A. Calessa from Vandread

Ferris from Re:Zero (I've heard that the novel version is transfem)

Haruhi Fujioka from Ouran high school host club (Nonbinary coded)

Ranka/Ryouji Fujioka from Ouran high school host club (Drag queen)

Hatsuka Suzushiro from Call of the Night

Hazumu Osaragi from Kashimashi: Girl Meets Girl

Kurako from Kuragehime

Naoto Shirogane from Persona 4 (The reveal can be triggering)

Chihiro Fujisaki from Danganronpa (The reveal can be very triggering - I recommend looking it up first if you're worried.)

Nuriko from Fushigi Yuugi (Unsure)

Rui Ninomiya from Gatchaman (May be transfem)

Cis characters that are gnc

Haruka Tenou from Sailor Moon

Kaoru Orihara from Oniisama e... (not sure what gender)

Kashima Yuu from Monthly Girl's Nozaki-kun

Complicated

Angela from Black Butler (Changes form)

Berg Katse from Gatchaman (Changes form)

Fushi from To Your Eternity (Can change into female but presents masc)

Ginshu from Amatsuki (Raised male, turned genderless, dressed feminine. Idk their gender identity)

Inazuma from One Piece (Can present as both male and female, okama)

Izana Shinatose from Knights of Sidonia (Genderless to female due to universe rules)

Kou Seiya from Sailor Moon: Sailor Stars (Has a male and female form, I think)

Mahiro Oyama from Onimai: I'm Now Your Sister! (Was turned into a girl against his will)

Mermaid Sisters from Carole & Tuesday (I don't know, man...)

Natsuru Senou from Kämpfer (Transformed into a woman)

Shi Qingxuan from Heaven Officials Blessing (Can transform)

Ranma Saotome from Ranma (Changes between them)

Hinata Tachibana from Life with an Ordinary Guy who Reincarnated into a Total Fantasy Knockout (Gets transformed into a girl, goes on a quest to get their original body back)

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If you see anyone missing, feel free to let me know if I should add them. Input on who is a main character, triggering themes and offensive characters can be commented or sent to me.

[cindol]

Feeling 📯ny for sukuna and gojo so this is the result of it

ryomen sukuna x black fem reader

cw— 3rd person view (she,her pronoun used referring to y/n), then it switches to second person view(you), y/n is 30 and sukuna is 34, gojo is 26, sukuna calls gojo boy as a taunting name, non curse au, y/n and sukuna are married, sukuna is called ryo or kuna as petnames, sukuna wears glasses and reads(🤓👆🏾sukuna core), half of this is crack and fluff, smut, m x f x m, threesome, gojo is kinda a switch here, oral male receiving(head), penetration, porn with plot,

a/n: this was suppose to be a drabble ! but enjoy this longer drabble kinda lol

ೀ tag ﹕@scryarchives

Sukuna knows his wife is attractive and thristed after woman, he knew this even when he met her as a reckless 21 year old man so it didn’t surprise him when young college boys would give her nervous stares or when an errand boy would get distracted when tending to his wife’s flowers and over watering the poor roses while stuck on watching as she walked outside the garden to the pool in a 2 piece bikini and sun hat.

Unlike those immature boys gojo wasn’t like that at all, he’s more confident and put together than any errand boy she had. When he moved in next to her she wanted to give him a nice warm welcome, coming to his front door with a dish of home baked cookies and it was one of the most nervous positions she had been in. The way gojo’s hand brushed on hers then took the dish looking down at her smaller frame with a “thanks” made her wanna jump around in her head mentally.

Any kind gesture the boy satoru gojo did got her all heated up and made her feel like some school girl. When sukuna was off at work and she would need help with house work when she couldn’t do certain things gojo was free to do anything for her. Helping her reach high things or even picking her up so she could reach something high on top of a cabinet, feeling his hands lift her up and squeeze her hips made her feel something down there. All she could do was make a small.“thank you” making gojo chuckle at how shy she got.

Gojo wasn’t innocent at all he knew the effect he could have on women and especially knew how he made y/n feel. He noticed the bashful look on her pretty face and how she would cross her legs while talking to him at his front door step. He liked the gasps and giggles he could pull from her when he said things like,“the big man next to me know your visiting?” or “hubby gonna put me in a choke hold if he finds out your sending me treats like this?”

Gojo reminded sukuna a lot of himself in his young adult years. a reckless mouth, handsome face and charming words it was like looking in a mirror. Something he would give credit to him is not being afraid or faltering against him when he officially met him. He didn’t break his stare or stutter when shaking his larger hand. Just smiling in his face glinting his blue eyes and saying,“I’m finally meeting the lucky man of the baking wife that sends me treats, name is satoru gojo.”

Gojo was shameless never stopping his flirting and games with you even with sukuna present. When you and sukuna decided to invite him over for a dinner it was just a full presentation of what sukuna needed to see to confirm anything he knew or suspected. He watched any movement of hers, the laugh she did at gojo’s jokes how she put her leg over another or clenched them when he would grip his glass of water and groan complimenting the steak she cooked“Taste really good, you got a lucky woman on your hands sukuna, if I had a wife like this she would’ve had like two kids on the way if her cooking is this good.” He had a joking tone it but it was obvious only to sukuna that a lot of his comments had some seriousness under them.

Sukuna just sucked his teeth doing a chuckle.“I’m not some geezer boy, soon enough I’ll be giving her kids of our own.” y/n almost spit her drink out. Hearing how the two talked to each other and even included her in some jokes made her fluster. She would even entertain the idea as a joke too.“no need to be so jealous ryo, you know satoru only will ever have me on weekends.” with a sweet giggle in her voice but at this point it was becoming obvious these little jokes all the three of them were making were starting to become more serious.

It all came to a halt once sukuna pulled gojo aside himself in the hallway for a private talk. He didn’t waste anytime getting to his point of pulling gojo for a chat either.“my wife wants to fuck you.” He said it so casually making gojo cough and tilt his head. Sukuna chuckled at the slight voice crack he heard from the usually cocky white haired boy.“you heard me well and I’m sure you could tell and come to your conclusions at that dinner that she wants the both of us also.”

gojo looked to the right and left and behind him for some sign that this was fake or that he was getting pranked on national television.“are you— are you saying you want me to fuck your wife?” sukuna just sighed.“the offers on the table right now boy, take it or leave.” gojo hummed pretending like he was thinking hard on it rubbing his chin. He made up his mind when he saw the woman in question they were speaking about look so pretty collecting the dishes on the dining table and preparing them to be loaded into the dishwasher.“I’m down for it old man.”

Their advances confused y/n when they put their plan in motion. It made her happy to see her friend or technically crush getting along with her husband she thought he would find satoru a nuisance but they got along well. The two males came near her chuckling as she closed the opening to the dishwasher.”well you both are acting like two peas in a pod, looks like whatever little chat you two had over there worked huh” satoru put a friendly arm around sukuna’s shoulders.”we’re two grown men y/n, plus I had to make friendly with the big guy wouldn’t wanna make his sweet future ex wife angry would I?”

Sukuna knocked him on the back of the head making satoru hiss and hold his own head hissing at the slight pain his strong fist gave him.”in your damn dreams boy, my woman will stay my woman and no playboy’s changing that ain’t that right?” He stared at you for confirmation, it made her gulp when satoru also stared at her.“w-well yes of course ryo baby.” Her slight stutter made her snicker under his breath.“cute.”

It was easy for satoru to tease and pull her in. He pounced when he asked to help her put away leftover and clean everything up that was left over dinner before he left. Closing the fridge after helping her put any last of the food into Tupperware he made a humming sound.“that dinner was delicious, if only I could spend a damn eternity just eating here.”

She snorted a bit covering her mouth.”you’re like a big baby satoru, but not my baby. Don’t know if ryo over there would appreciate having to share a bed with two” she joked pointing to him already at the diner table in his reading glasses his eyes skimming over some thick book in his hands. He would usually be upstairs in his bed doing this with a lit candle but he was here passing time reading listening to their conversation and taking occasional peaks to see if his wife would feed into satoru’s advances just for a fun night.

Satoru made a playful pout.”awe.. mama doesn’t want her boy to stay just one night?” Him calling her that ignited something inside her.”mama bear has to spend her nights with the big meanie, it’s getting real late anyways right? I’m sure you have places to be, girls to woo.” she teased. Gojo looked at his watch then outside seeing how dark it was.”Ah it’s like 7PM right? As long as ‘kuna over there don’t mind me staying for a chat and chill, I don’t mind one bit.” His eyes darted to sukuna for a que from him, he gave a nod but grumble at the nickname but nod.

If y/n knew she would be the main source of enjoyment and lust for two men earlier in the day she would’ve giggled at her fantasizing thought and brushed it off, right now she would’ve heed the warning. It was funny how the three of them ended up from arguing about some chick flick they were watching on the living room couch to sukuna and gojo squishing her and now to flirty innuendos from Gojo and her on the bed on all fours with her husband inside her and gojo’s cock inside her mouth.

Having sukuna’s thick dick stretch her out and his rough hands on her hips and gojo’s stare on her while he thrusted in and out her mouth was so much. It was like they planned this out for her with how in synch the two were handling her body how they saw fit. When sukuna groaned and growled gripping at her hips it resulted in her moaning around gojo’s dick and making him do just the same soft moaning as her gripping her hair and whimpering out a “f-fuck baby… that throat” the whiney he said it in was cute. It was rare for her to see him so flustered with his hair all messy not like his usual flirtatious self.

feeling her giggle on his dick made him make more pathetic moans.”t-this throat shit! Gonna be the death of me if you keep sucking like that baby.” His grip on her hair was loose now just touching at her head, the stare she gave him with her eyes while sucking at him had him almost seeing stars.

As for sukuna he was almost in the same state as him doing growls and groans at the grip of her cunt on his cock, he gripped the back of her hair making her wince.”shit! This fucking pussy gripping me so tight.” Gojo through all his pathetic whines laughed at sukuna’s similar predicament to him.”looks like someone can’t handle the cat” laughing more till he was interrupted by his moans at your throating.

sukuna scoffed just brushing off his teasing and focused his attention on the pussy on his dick. His thrusts started to be more forceful and rushing. The change of pace caught y/n by surprise making her moan on gojo’s dick by surprise.”god can you relax big guy? Gonna make the poor woman choke.” sukuna rolled his eyes still speeding up his pace.”she knows she can handle it, ain’t that right?” He slapped her ass and she made a muffled squeak but nodded.”good girl.” He said it to her like she was a pet or dog yet she always found it sweet.

Gojo shook his head when she went back to focusing on swallowing his dick getting more sloppy and using her hands.”you call her that like she’s a dog.”

“Isn’t she?” he hummed in response.”guess she’s like a cute little cat, always responds so good to commands doesn’t she?” He cooed to her just watching her swallow him up. Her pace started to change and her mouth making more audible sucking sounds on his dick. Soon gojo went quiet then erupted with a yell cumming down her throat. It .caught her by surprise but she came up from his dick and swallowed, for a big effect she then looked at him and showed her tongue clean. He nearly held his own chest and made a unintelligible noise. Even with sukuna beating her poor pussy down she had him nearly crazy at that small action.

Gojo kissed her tasting him on her tongue with her moaning inside his mouth from sukuna’s harsh thrust. She didn’t stop just with gojo, pulling away from him she used her hand to work making him do a confused groan and her making just a smile.”w-what’s—Hmph!- a little foreplay gonna hurt? I’m sure you can still work it even after cumming.” He almost wanted to laugh at her craziness, he thought this was just some sweet neighborly wife but tonight was obviously showing him he’s nothing more than a lustful horny woman.

All that was heard in the room was moans, slapping and flesh against flesh until sukuna erupted inside of her with groan and slap on her ass added with a dick slap on her other cheek too. gojo and y/n were the only two still making weak noises till sukuna spoke.”I know you didn’t just come here just to get tired that quick boy, my woman here desires two men and she’s gonna get what she wants yeah?”

[prokopetz]

I was looking at your post about ttrpgs without randomizers and was thinking about what elements could determine success and failure because I am not experienced with any.

One I thought of is players having a pool of basically success points that they use to do cool stuff. The gm gives out more success points when bad stuff happens to the players and the cycle continues but I can’t be the first person to think of a mechanic like this.

My question is, do you know on any ttrpgs that use a mechanic like this?

(With reference to this post here).

Yes, the approach you describe is a common one in randomiser-less tabletop RPGs. Examples of the type include Avery Alder's Dream Askew (later adapted as the No Dice, No Masters/Belonging Outside Belonging system and subsequently featured in many other games), Minerva McJanda et al.'s Godsend, Ryo Kamiya's Golden Sky Stories, Jason Durall's Lords of Gossamer and Shadow (and, to a lesser extent, the game that inspired it, Erick Wujcik's Amber Diceless), Dr. Jenna Moran's Nobilis (and other games by the same author), and Colin Fredericks' Sufficiently Advanced (from 2nd Edition onward).

[rivalcobalt]

Semi-Open Violence Jack Book Club!

Have you wanted to get around to reading Violence Jack but just never had the drive to power through it alone? Do you want to read or reread with the chance to discuss with others? Are you too daunted by the horrors of relying on google translate to get through the chapters that haven't been scanlated into English without people who can read a language it has been released in to ask if something isn't making sense? Come join us!

Discussion will be run through an existing Devilman server, which you are also welcome to participate in. We're generally open to most new members, but we will be vetting people because we want to avoid both those who violate the rules below and who spend a lot of time participating in online drama or harassment.

Additional info below:

Rules of interest:

18+ (both for the content of VJ and the current server age range being 21-40)

Discrimination in any form will not be tolerated

We're obviously fine with "problematic" content in fiction, but we don't want to interact with anyone into ship content involving pedophilia, incest, or rape. We know this is ironic given that Nagai's works include all of these topics, but that doesn't mean we have to agree with his use of them for shock value or people who like them in romantic fan work contexts

No excessively violent sentiments towards Go Nagai. We just don't wanna hear it, even knowing how bad his works can get

No jokes framing Ryo as violently misogynistic for being a gay man, calling characters derogatory terms for being mentally ill, or other similar sentiments directed at characters for any marginalized identities

Please for the love of god have a nuanced view of Japanese history as a country that has both committed and been a victim of imperialism

Zionists fuck off

General biases:

Ryoakira, mikimiko, kairene

Reading Ryo as a gay intersex man, Akira as a bisexual, Miki and Miko as wlw

(We have these rules in place due to some unsavoury behaviour from others in the past, and we really don't want to deal with that in a small space like discord again. Conflicting interpretations are not necesarily invalid, but if your opinions or interests strongly oppose these, this may not be the best group for you.)

Please DM myself, @astr0nomically, or @royasuka if you're interested in joining!

[ashlynniis-bracketeers]

Woe, sequel to this be upon ye.

Seeing discussion about my post and possible Sinner/E.G.O combinations in regards to the Magical Girl E.G.Os, I ended up slapping this chart together, mainly of personal theorization.

I used the Sinner symbols for the Sinners, and Card Suits for the Abnos/E.G.O. For the Abnos, from left-to-right: Diamond for King of Greed/Magical Girl of Happiness (Gold Rush), Heart for Queen of Hatred/Magical Girl of Happiness (In the Name of Love and Hate), Spade for Knight of Despair/Magical Girl of Justice (the Sword Sharpened With Tears), Club for Servant of Wrath/Magical Girl of Courage (Unknown E.G.O name). I will be shortening their names to KoG (King of Greed), QoH (Queen of Hatred), KoD (Knight of Despair), and SoW (Servant of Wrath).

It was a massive pain in the ass lmao. There are twelve Sinners and four Magical Girls, so it would logically be a trio of Sinners for each E.G.O, but trying to cut them out so cleanly was... not possible with my skills and knowledge, to say the least lmao. Servant of Wrath fits for so many of the Sinners, it's unreal. Also, wtf do I do with Ryo, Hongler, and Outism rofl.

More detailed thoughts (and a blank version if any of you want to take a stab at it) under a cut. [Includes spoilers for Murder on the WARP Express (and things before it). You have been warned.]

Yi Sang - I'm not going to lie, I mainly just gave him Knight of Despair because... well, just look at him lmao. I put a tentative check for King of Greed because he simply desired to bring happiness for others, but was consumed... though by despair instead of greed/gluttony like the KoG.

Faust - Inside the Limbus fandom, people tend to forget that Gloom is normally replaced by Greed as one of the Seven Deadly Sins in real life, but Greed has been swallowed up and assimilated into Gluttony within the City. We don't know much about "Our" Faust, disconnected from the Gesellschaft, but something that we see between both of them is this: Curiosity. An all-consuming curiosity, a hunger for knowledge. I put a tentative check for Servant of Wrath because of the possibility of her turning against the Gesellschaft at some point in the future, making it her "Hermit of the Azure Forest" figure. This is entirely theorization, hence the tentativeness.

Don Quixote - Both the QoH and KoD seem to fit her quite well. She's made of two drastically-different sides, after all, and could both work depending on what her future is in her Canto and beyond. Someone desperate for purpose and usefulness, their manic personality possibly falling into hysteria and twisting themselves into a monster... or a monster twisting themselves into a human, in this case. And the Knight of Despair was originally the Magical Girl of Justice, after all. I put a tentative check for KoG because of the possibility of her being consumed by her desires, trying to seek happiness through serving others in something that could be seen as selfish means.

Ryoshu - I honestly wasn't sure what to do for her. Ended up just slapping on the King of Greed because her... art tastes, combined with her love of making this "art", can be seen as a selfish pursuit of happiness. A tentative KoD check because... Well, she might have already gone through her original "despair arc" before joining the company, if you understand what I mean (something related to her original literary inspiration).

Meursault - See the post this is a sequel to for more info, but I may as well copy-paste a copy-paste from it: "QoH seems to define herself by “usefulness” or “purpose”. When there’s evil in the world, she has a purpose! She’s happy to serve, in the name of Love, when there’s a villain on the loose! But without evil, without a villain, she’s “useless”, and risks being… thrown away. QoH seeks Love (and technically Happiness, though that’s technically more King of Greed), while Meur has been attempting to seek happiness. QoH is eager to serve, until she is considered “useless” and goes ballistic, while Meur tends to obey without complaint and both has difficulty expressing his emotions and was probably taught to repress them heavily, and probably feels some bottled-up resentment over the idea of being discarded…" And on that note: QoH's "hysterical" state and monstrous transformation could also bring to mind his book counterpart emotionally blowing up at the end of the book. He has tentative checks in KoG and SoW. Starting with SoW: His "Hermit" figure could be many people/figures as he grows more independent and self-driven. For KoG: He's been trying to "seek happiness" for a long time. Who's to say that, as he grows more independent and self-driven, that his ways of seeking happiness don't become more selfish and/or possibly self-destructive? Just because a character is progressing doesn't mean it has to be entirely "positive", especially in The City.

Hong Lu - Oh, I have no clue what to do with him lmao. It's why he has no "certain" checkmarks. I have tentative checks in QoH and SoW. Starting with QoH: He simply wishes to selflessly make people happy, from just being nice to lying to try and soften the blow of a tragedy upon another. For SoW: He seems to have some form of both admiration for and resentment towards his family, members of which could act as his "Hermit" figure(s). The question mark for KoG is because of what his reasons could be for joining the Limbus Company in the first place, despite the high risk of death and people often treating him like garbage. Some kind of self-destructive attempt at freedom?

Heathcliff - KoD may seem like an odd pick... but he was originally seeking "justice" against Cathy for her (as he perceived it) rejection of him, and even know he seeks justice for Cathy and vows to bring her back. His Distortion is also caused by him falling into despair over the idea of never growing into more than a "violent beast". There are tentative checks for QoH and SoW. Starting with QoH: He is also heavily motivated by love, and his Distorted form is called "The Heartbroken". For SoW: His "Hermit" figure could be Nelly. The question mark in KoG is because, beyond everything, he just wanted to be happy for once.

Ishmael - She's definitely with SoW. Ahab is easily her "Hermit" figure. She has a tentative check in KoG because the entire reason she got involved with Ahab and the Pequod in the first place was because she desired more than just a soul-numbing Nest office job, and this desire for freedom and excitement ended up almost consuming her entirely. There's question marks for QoH and KoD. Starting with QoH: A lot of the danger outside of the Lake itself in Canto 5 all started because she mentioned Queequeg, who it was... well, you've seen how popular Ishmael/Queequeg is entirely because of stuff in-game, so you should get the picture. She also grew increasingly manic, violent, some would say hysterical throughout the Canto. For KoD: She genuinely believed that she was valued on the Pequod... at least, for a time. Then, well...

Rodion - She's definitely KoG, no contest. Her own selfishness and desire to be "special" is what led to much of her group being slaughtered, which she then tried to numb with attempts at mindless hedonism and gluttony. I put a question mark for QoH because I've heard many people interoperate the QoH as being representative of hypocrisy, which she has in spades... or hearts, in this case.

Sinclair - Yep, definitely SoW. Kromer is his "Hermit" figure, he's generally considered the youngest of the Sinners (like how the SoW is the youngest of the Magical Girls), and he tends to lash out with surprising, rage-filled murderous violence.

Outis - I had no clue what to do with you, either lmao. I put a check in KoG because she seems to desire happiness through seizing power. She's the resident notorious ass-kisser, and she is implied to have been a higher-ranking military rank, which is something she seems to desire the high of again. The KoG also seems to have been the leading Magical Girl, if some of QoH's breaching lines are any indication. I put a tentative check for KoD because of possible reasons why she's no longer a high-ranking military figure. Her information is heavily redacted and unknown, so that could mean one of two things: She was either forcefully expelled from her position and now has bad blood with her original work, or she left of her own volition for a reason. And she seems to genuinely care for her subordinates...

Gregor - He feels like he fits SoW to me, with Hermann acting as his "Hermit" figure. A child abused and manipulated, used as a tool of propaganda, turned into a monster, by his own mother... I put a tentative check for KoD based around the "originally bright-eyed and happy to help, but turned jaded and sorrowful by his military service" angle, which is more pronounced in his "G Corp. Manager Corporal Gregor" Identity. I put a question mark for QoH because of his possible desires to love and the "an upsurge of emotion or a sudden change of environment may cause parts or the whole of his body to transform into insectile (notably akin to a carapace, resembling that of the _) tissues" information from his introduction information possibly being a good analogue to QoH's Hysteria and Serpent states.

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[devoutekuna]

First birthdays

Includes- Toji, Sukuna, Nanami, Gojo, Geto

Sukuna-

He's not a fan of birthdays, he never got any whilst he was growing up so he didn't know how they worked other than cake a food. His daughter sat in your lap as she tried to reach for the cake, you two had already sang happy birthday, so now it was just her trying to eat her cake, cake stuffin her mouth as he hands smeared it all along. Noticing her father's presence, she had instantly forgotten about food, grubby hands reaching towards the man, sat proudly Infront of her. "I think she wants you 'Ryo" offering the baby up to him, he normally hated kids, but not his little princess, decked out in your favourite pink dress, matching her hair colour as she sat on his neck. Hands still full of cake as she reached for his mouth.

Nanami-

He's very much a baker, so when his daughter's birthday rolls around, he's already got a birthday cake prepared. Two cakes in fact, one bigger one for guests and another smaller cupcake size for his daughter, wanting to make sure that she could at least eat one. "Here" pushing the plate over to her as she sat in her highchair, fork guiding towards her mouth only to reject it, "No" that was one of the only words she knew, it angered you how she didn't say mama or atleast dada first. Reaching over for the small plate, hand already messy as she grabbed a bite,

Gojo-

He went all out for birthdays, that's what he did yesterday, throwing a massive celebration for his newly one year old. Blue balloons and confetti scattered all over the living room floor, knowing he'd have to clean it up since you were against them in the first place. Son in his arms as he placed him in the highchair, giving him some of the leftover cake, taking a few slices for himself too. Rambling on about something stupid, that's how you caught them. Your son's face mushed with cake and frosting as he was left to do his own bidding and another man child sat eating nearly half of the leftover cake, leaving half a tier. "You better clean this up Satoru, by the time I'm back down." Needing to clean the cake off his body since he was such a messy eater, but you couldn't even blame him since he was just one. Throwing the stupid blue party hat off his head, holding him by the arms as he carried on eating, picking at any cake he had left on his hands.

Geto-

He understood that his child couldn't eat that all, that's why he invited some of his friends round, making alot of food, mainly his daughter's favourite. The sound of clapping distributing her peace as she got scared and started to tear up, begging for her father to come rescue her. Taking her out of the room as the giggles started, feeling bad as he took a slice of cake with him, sat in the living room with her father as the rest of the party continued. He would be soon kicking them out after he finished with her. "It's okay" fixing her party hat as it slid off, "it's just me" cradling her small body as the tears dried up. Nodding her head as she got distracted once again, hands jerking forward for the cake, decorated in a purple fondant layer along with some cake pop ontop for decoration. Taking one of the cake pops as he removed the spike handing it to her.

Toji-

His child wasn't the brightest, trying to recreate what his father had just did. Sticking his fingers on the flame to take it out before removing the candle, of course his child wanted to do that too. Reaching for the open flame before the cake was snatched away. "Me" that was the only word they knew, trying to point to themselves as they reached for the cake before a present was placed Infront of them. Opening it to just discard the toy and try to eat the paper, what a weird child. "Not that" throwing the wrapping paper in the bin, resulting in a few tears. Crouching down beside them as he handed them some cake in a spoon, doing the airplane noises as it came towards them, only to receive a fistful of hair, head being dragged towards his baby as they gripped it harder. A scowl implementing on his face.

[gingebreadbeetle]

Hey guys it’s me your favorite hazbin slop critic with more slop takes.

Something that has been bothering me lately, like badly is Lucifer in general. From his design, his status to his writing.

A lot of other smarter bloggers have already talked about Viv’s problems with daddy issue characters and making them sympathetic, so I won’t really discuss Lucifer’s writing in that regard as I don’t think I can add much.

I’m also aware some critics like Lucifer, as well as fans and to that I say, good for you! Like genuinely, if you like Lucifer from hazbin hotel, there’s nothing wrong with that! ( i literally like sir Pentious and he barely has any real screen time episodes or development so I cannot speak.)

Okay, rant from here on.

Vivziepop is so bad at religious imagery it is laughable. Lucifer’s theme of the garden of Eden and ringmaster of a circus sound good but she fails to mesh them together. I lowkey thought the snake on his hat was a worm. His design is the generic sexy man copy paste top hat bow and or tie and suit with weirdly shaped feet. Canes may or may not be included.

Lucifer doesn’t feel like Lucifer at all. I sort of understand what she was going for by making him a guy failure, but I feel like compared to other works with a similar episode count, cough DEVILMAN CRYBABY cough, she fails to accurately capture the intrigue and allure of Lucifer through his said persona and design.

While we’re talking about persona and design, Devilman crybaby’s Satan, Ryo, is so excellent. From the writing, the clash of ideals, the reveal to the final form and fight, it’s perfect. Satan and Lucifer are things I feel people cannot accurately capture in works, because while Jesus is a perfect human, Satan and Lucifer go beyond anything human as they are pure evil and, light.

So it’s really fucking embarrassing when a character who is also Lucifer has a similar arc ( clash of ideals, final form, fight ) and fails in every single way.

I understand that hazbin hotel obviously is a lighter show, that Lucifer isn’t trying to be the MAIN big evil nor is he, from the protagonists perspective, the villian, but for the ruler of hell, the light bringer and enemy of heaven … he doesn’t really size up and he’s another generic Vivziepop character in a pile of them.

To wrap this up, it’s just very disappointing. As someone who is very hyperfixated on demonology and the literature and philosophy of Lucifer, Viv fails to recreate an ounce of intelligence or thought that goes into writing a being of horror and evil.

Better Lucifer’s imo: Devilman crybaby, paradise lost (shocker guys ong who knew I’d reccomend it ) Sandman, and hot take but CSM public safety arc ( I could make an argument on how makima represents Lucifer but that’s another post sometime soon.)

[itskpopular]

I just want to say that you don’t have to stan NCT WISH. You don’t have to buy their albums, stream their music, follow their social medias, or anything.

What you do have to do is stop being disrespectful towards these young men/children who are just trying to live their dreams and show off their talents.

Idc what your opinion is on whether they should be NCT or not, or that you think RIIZE is more NCT than them. You can have that opinion but don’t go posting about it where the members can see it or even saying it to their faces.

You can think what you want about Haechan’s comment but don’t twist his words to give yourself a reason to hate on the new members.

They are innocent people. They did not make any of the final debut decisions. That’s on SM Ent. They are just trying their best. They have trained just as hard as your favs to get here. They deserve this opportunity so much.

Again, you don’t have to like it. You can have your opinions. But you’re NOT a real fan if you are rude and say hurtful things to ANY of the NCT members, which includes NCT WISH.

NCT’s concept has ALWAYS been that they were adding new members. Since 2016, we have known this about NCT. International fans have always been more supportive (althought with some hesitancy) about new members joining. When Doyoung and Johnny joined in Limitless era, they were accepted. When Jungwoo and Lucas joined (and Kun started offically promoting) during Empathy era, they were accepted. When Hendery, Xiaojun, and Yangyang debuted with WayV, they were accepted (again with some hesitation). When Sungchan and Shotaro were added during NCT 2020, they were accepted (at least for the most part). This is NCT’s thing. Their whole concept.

We have been wanting a Japanese unit for literal years and now that we have one, you have the audacity to complain??? Yes, it sucks that Sungtaro left, Shotaro couldn’t be in the Jap unit with Yuta and that Yuta isn’t in the unit at all…it sucks.

However, we knew that with a new unit, comes new members, and before they announced the end of the unlimited member rule, we knew we would get many more members in the future.

Stop acting like this is shocking news and that it’s weird. You signed up for this when you became an NCTzens.

Anyone who hates on NCT WISH and the members is proving themselves to not be real fans and the members would be so disappointed in the disrespect you guys are putting under their name.

Sion, Riku, Yushi, Jaehee, Ryo, and Sakura all deserve to debut. They deserve the support that past members have been given when joining the group. They deserve more than hurtful words and rude fans. I know that some of them are very young but why does their age have to dictate if you will stan? You stan NCT DREAM and Jisung was literally 14 when they debuted? Chenle was 15, the 2000’ liners were 16 and Mark was 17. They were all minors. You probably stan other groups who have younger members as well. Don’t use their age as an excuse to be a hater.

I also feel like some are gonna be very mad at this post, but honestly bring it on. I am a proud NCTzen who loves and supports all of the boys. I will not stand for this stupid behaviour.

Thank you for coming to my ted talk.

[fextsubs]

THE RAMPAGE - Azatokute Nani ga Waruino SP, Pt.1 (23.09.10)

That shit won't end well, ooh end well~

THE RAMPAGE - Azatokute Nani ga Waruino SP, Pt.1 (23.09.10) THE RAMPAGE from EXILE TRIBE

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Synopsis: Kazuma, Shohei & Makoto of THE RAMPAGE get an education on flirting in part 1 of this TELASA-exclusive Special (well, not so exclusive anymore) of Azatokute Nani ga Waruino!

Translator Notes: - Azatokute Nani ga Waruino (officially known in English as What's Wrong with Being Wily?, but we've chosen to go with the more commonly used What's Wrong With Azatoi?) is a romance-themed variety show discussing the ways in which women (and men) flirt! It is currently hosted by Mukai Satoshi and Suzuki Airi, though was previously also hosted by Tanaka Minami and Hironaka Ayaka (as in this special). - The cast for this episode's VTRs includes Katayama Yuki, Natsuki Hori (FANTASTICS), Fujiyoshi Karin (Sakurazaka46), Hanayama Mizuki (former E-girls), Soma Satoru, Tanaka Riku, Aoki Ryo and Kashio Atsuki. Did any of you need to know this? Not really, but Admin C wants to flex the breadth of their J-media knowledge and facial recognition skills.

[narashikari]

Coping with the end of Gotchard with some Houtaro/Rinne hcs

I love this show to bits and I love my children to pieces

Houtaro doesn't get the nerve to confess to Rinne until their graduation day and even then he could barely get the words out. In the end he ripped the second button on his blazer off and hoped to Fruit Jesus that she understood what it meant. Thankfully, she did- and she responded by backing Houtaro into the sakura tree he brought her to confess under and kissed the living daylights out of him. (Atropos had to egg her into doing it lol)

Kyoka and Minato had a bet going on on how long it would take for those two to get together. Minato lost badly

Their first date got crashed by quite a few spies... Sabimaru, Renge Ryo, Lachesis and a very reluctant Spanner at one table, Keiwa, Daiji, Rintaro and Isamu at another, and Ikki, Touma and Aruto at another (Ace was also spying via fox god powers). Needless to say, neither Houtaro nor Rinne were amused

When Houtaro first brought Rinne home as his girlfriend, Mama Ichinose hugged Rinne hard enough to bruise her ribs and Papa Ichinose teased Houtaro for somehow getting someone as smart and pretty as Rinne

Houtaro and Rinne move in together about a year or so into their relationship. By then both were devoted to their alchemy studies full time, with Houtaro aiming to become a teacher at the Academy and Rinne focusing more on the research side and working with her dad

Naturally, they got pitted against each other for their advancement exams. They promised each other they wouldn't hold back on the other so they went all out in their match (short of actually transforming and using the Chemmies which they were explicitly barred from doing). Minato eventually had to stop them because they were doing too much damage to the area

Their academy senpai threw them a party after their advancement was confirmed, and both had a bit too much to drink... Let's just say things got a bit heated that night

There were a few people who had... feelings over Houtaro and Rinne having an active sex life lol. Particularly the ones who don't get any action even though they're a world famous superstar (cough Ace cough)

Houtaro started thinking of proposing to Rinne when Spanner and Lachesis got married. He asked Spanner for advice and poor Spanner had to admit that he had been so nervous that he passed out and he ended up proposing while in the ER for a concussion (RIP Spanner's dignity, yes he deserves it)

Houtaro did ask Rinne's dad permission to marry his daughter, and Fuga's reaction was to laugh and say that he knew Houtaro would take care of Rinne the moment he saw Houtaro ready to take a fatal hit for Rinne (ep. 48)

Still, Houtaro had no idea how to actually propose though, and he turned down every idea suggested to him by other people (including his dad, Minato, Ryo, and fellow Riders)

In the end Houtaro just brought up the idea of getting married randomly over dinner, Rinne admitted she'd been thinking about it as well, and they agreed they should do it soon. They went out the next day and bought the rings and that was that.

The bachelor party was a disaster, par the course for gatherings with many Riders present. Too much alcohol was consumed, Emu cried over his a baby rider getting married, people got freaked out by Shouma's... organ, and Tsukasa went bonkers after one too many people teased him about being Kaguya's father. They are all glad that Kaguya and Aruto are rich enough to pay for damages

Some of the Chemmies were also at the bachelor party and Hopper-1 was disgusted at the lightweights who passed out after a few drinks... or one... and of course he had his favorite Kahlua milk

Also, some time during the bachelor party, Houtaro got kidnapped by Rinne's secondary rider senpai, and they gave him the third degree spiel about what they'd do if he dares to hurt Rinne. They did have the sense to bring him back though (Daiki wanted to leave Houtaro at the random forest they brought him to but Keiwa overruled him)

Sabimaru was the best man, Renge was maid of honor, Ryo was the officiant and Hopper-1 was the flower Chemmy (of course, it was the same yellow flowers from Rinne's story).

Houtaro cried the second he saw Rinne walking down the aisle to him on her father's arm. And he was so awestruck by her that he stammered through his vows even though he was reading them from a piece of paper ("Can you blame me? I'm marrying the prettiest woman on Earth!!")

[digitalgate02]

The UPDATED (OG) Adventure universe’s Partnership double year math count

Updated Digimon Adventure OG Timeline’s Partnership Math Count List 

Not particularly spoilers from the movie, just stuff stated by the official timeline from the pre-release stream for the movie in Japan (Oct 26)

Early 80s - Oikawa Yukio & Hida Hiroki make the first contact with the Digital World, befriend Pipimon (no partnerships)

1995 - Hikari and Taichi find a Koromon egg* (no partnerships)

1996 - 2 (Rui; someone else gets a digimon later in that year*)

1997 - 4 (Menoa)

1998 - 8 (Possibly the previous 5 mentioned from Adv’99 anime/novels)

1999 - 16 (Adv Eight, Meiko*)

2000 - 32 (Ken*)

2001 - 64 (Michael)

2002 - 128 (Daisuke, Miyako, Iori)

2003 - 256

2004 - 512

2005 - 1,024

2006 - 2,048

2007 - 4,096

2008 - 8,192

2009 - 16,384

2010 - 32,768

2011 - 65,536

2012 - 131,072

2013 - 262,144

2014 - 524,288

2015 - 1.048,576

2016 - 2.097,152

2017 - 4.194,304

2018 - 8.388,608

2019 - 16.777,216

2020 - 33.554,432

2021 - 67.108,864

2022 - 134.217,728

2023 - 268.435,456

2024 - 536.870,912

2025 - 1.073.741,824

2026 - 2.147.483,648

2027 -  4.294.967,296

2028 (02 Epilogue) - 8.589.934,592

↓ Original notes + "Why there's still no retcon of the lore" below ↓

First, the OG notes from the outdated post:

→ This count is not about “which was the very first digimon-human contact”, and yes about people with a digivice. Because if we were going to count who was the first human to have contact with a digimon, it’s actually two and they’re Oikawa Yukio and Iori’s dad, Hida Hiroki.

→ I’m ignoring all the inconsistencies with other material (WS & ▽) because they seem to not match well with the original count. So, in this case, Ken’s statement in the anime (Aug 2000) is the one to be accounted for here. I don’t know if Ryo counts as Chosen (possibly yes, judging by 02 flashbacks) but I’m not sure where to place him here.

→ I’m only adding Michael to the count, even if he’s not a main character and yes a side character, because 02 ep 14 had this statement regarding him. And I like Michael too so, let me have him there :V

→ Menoa states in the movie she met Morphomon when she was nine, and according to the Dash X novel version, she’s the same age as Taichi. Which means she became a Chosen in 1997.

→ I couldn’t think of how to include Maki & Daigo’s group in this because ▽ contradicts with the original lore’s math – The fact the Pt4 book released with the movie on Japanese theaters state them being in Elementary School the time they went to their adventure in the DW, and later the confession scene means they’re in University/College makes them possibly been Chosen Children way before 1995, and I’d take it granted that they were chosen by someone else IF weren’t for the Homeostasis being involved in the scene and the digivice being way too modern for that time (it was basically Taichi group’s model. If you look at Rui’s digivice in the leaked footage from DigiFes2022, his model seems to be different and an older version)

→ That said, Meiko is the only character in ▽ that does not fall into contradiction with the math count. Because in 1999 there was not only Taichi’s group, but also other 8 non-featured Chosen according to Kakudou’s notes. So we can consider Meiko one of those other 8 children.

→ When it comes to Wallace, I prefer to think he is game in the original math – Taichi and Hikari met that Koromon in 95, but they had no digivice until 1999. Which means it can be possible that Wallace had encountered Gummy-Choco’s egg before 1995 and only became an official Chosen Child later.

Now, the new notes:

→ To avoid spoiling any detail about the movie itself, I’ll make sure to tell you they might have changed how the math works only. It’s not like, “everyone gets a digimon at the same time” but rather… “A X number of people get partnered with a digimon in different periods of a year” – Which means yes, you can still count Rui and Ukkomon as the origins of the Digimon partnership, but that later in the same year someone else (or, say, Wallace in the main timeline) got a partner months later.

→ That said, I’m opting to update this list and work within the idea that various sources of partnership (Homeostasis, Holy Beasts, etc) can be counted in the math. Remember – Homeostasis (not referred to as this in the OG series but yes in the novels) had selected Taichi & co., but the Holy Beasts chose Dai-Miya-Iori. And some other entity probably chose Ken in August 2000. This could explain why there’s a higher number of partnerships happening at the same time in Adv’99 and 02.

→ As I mentioned before, and indirectly supported by the staff (check the official timeline at the top of the list), ▽ has violated the lore to the point it goes in direct conflict with the new 02 movie and the entire timeline. So I guess it’s better to consider ▽ as its own timeline/Alternate universe than forcing it into the main timeline.

→ That said, and since Meiko does exist in Kizuna/main timeline, I suppose Maki and Daigo also do exist, and maybe they got their “ages” retconned and down to something suitable to the universe’s math count. They can still be part of the previous five kids mentioned in Adv’99 anime/novels, but they are probably around their teen years, or even early 20s instead, not fully adults working for the government I suppose. Or alternatively, just not Chosen yet. Pick your favorite route, Maki/Daigo fans!!

→ Yes, the Koromon from the very first movie IS NOT THE SAME PARTNERED WITH TAICHI. This never was confirmed, and was just fandom's theory. Considering how ▽ also made this mistake and possibly was one of the lore's violation, I prefer to believe this means it's not the same Koromon/Agumon partnered with Taichi in Adv'99.

[wisteriaiswriting]

ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘

Prompt: 2

Words: 915

Ever since Yoru gained his abilities he’s learned how quick he had to be. As his abilities didn’t last forever, although they could be counted as one of the slower ones. But there's one time he found a way around that problem, and he’s not even sure how he did it.

In your study was a decently sized bright blue… thing? You aren’t even sure what it was, it seemed like a void as anything you dropped in never returned. All you knew was that it belonged to your boyfriend, Kiritani Ryo.

Quickly into your relationship he made it clear his work came before you, while it sounded terrible you knew enough about it that it would be for the best. He hasn’t told you a lot of his line of work but that fact whenever he returns there is always some sort of injury showing up. So you could only assume it’s something dangerous.

Even with his work once a month he managed to make some time for you. On a random weekend he’ll just show up with no warning, though the only time you get one is if something special is happening. Today wasn’t special to him but to you? It was. The weekend he would visit.

The first thing he noticed was the smell that had quickly filled the room, he smelled honey and the faint scent of sugar. They were coming from the kitchen. He followed the smell, rounding the corner to see you, facing away from him and towards something else.

The counter was full of different contents, although he could easily guess what you were up to. The bag of flour was tipped over, laying a thin layer of its fall. Egg shells were scattered around it, with the honey bottle pushed to the back. The measuring spoons were unwashed, covered in the previous ingredients.

“What’s this then?”

Instead of jumping you slowly turned, as the relationship progressed you managed to get used to this. Yoru just showing up anywhere, anytime.

“A cake.”

Stepping aside to show off the cake, already cut into pieces and put into a container. It was one you’ve made before, one he’s enjoyed every time. Letting him walk closer to see the cake but instead he stepped behind you, slowly leaning his weight onto your back.

His hands made their way over your hips, sneaking underneath your pants to sit on your stomach. His chin sitting on your shoulder, face leaning against your own, feeling everything slowly relax. He watched as you finished decorating your other baked goods, his favourites.

Matcha cookies, in many different shapes and sizes. Half topped with matcha icing, those also included a range of toppings sprinkled on. You just finished, not seeing what he had done.

Snatching one of the closest cookies to have a bite. He would’ve gotten away if the crumbs didn’t fall onto you, he didn’t even realize. They fell from your shoulder to the inside of your shirt, eventually falling onto the floor.

“Ryo!”

You knew if he stayed soon enough there would be none left for later. Quickly packing a container while keeping him from having any more. Shoving the container into his hands before letting him go.

He had returned from your place, showing up in an empty hallway. Of which passed by the agent’s kitchen and their living area. Which currently held multiple of said agents, including Phoenix, who caught sight of the man.

“Yoru!”

He didn’t stop his stride, causing Phoenix to follow.

“Oi, Riftwalker slow down man!”

Yoru didn’t listen, eventually Phoenix caught up. Now catching sight of the container tucked underneath his arm, meaning he could see the contents.

“You brought a treat back?”

Before he could be stopped Phoenix had already snatched the container from Yoru, holding it above his head as if using the light to see. Yoru knew what he was doing, keeping it out of his reach. With the height difference there were few ways to get it back.

He chose one which was very in line for Yoru, but something Phoenix somehow didn’t think of. Giving him a single punch to the gut, letting him double over in pain. Snatching the container back before leaving.

“Not for you though.”

That happened almost a month ago, leaving Yoru to forget about the situation quickly. Except Phoenix didn’t, who spilled about it to Gekko. Who, in turn told Reyna, letting it climb up the ranks before reaching Brimstone.

Surprisingly who didn’t get mad, because he understands, weirdly enough. The no fraternization rule was set between agents, he never specifies about civilians. Plus he was young, why not let him have this one thing. But not with them being a complete stranger, he has to be safe right?

While he was on a mission he managed to bring you to the protocol, pulling you into his office. The meeting unknowingly continued until the end of his mission, leading to him entering, planning to review the mission.

Only to see you at the protocol. While that wasn’t the worst that’s happened, what felt like the worst was the fact you were sharing your baking. A small container that held a few slices of cake from that morning.

He quickly pulled you from your chair and hurried to push you out of the office.

“Enjoy the cake old man, cause you’ll never get anymore.”

The hallway was silent after he shut the door.

“Ryo.”

“What?”

“I’m baking him more”