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[armins-main-hoe]

Odd socks | chapter 6

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His fingers went over the scars on her skin, his touch soft and gentle. She didn’t like the way her body leaned into his touch a little, as if she liked it. 

“What are you doing?” Y/n asked Ao’nung. His eyes left her skin and looked up into hers. He does that face she hates, that dumb one with his dumb smirk. 

“You know scars like these take years to fade. You’ll probably still have them by the time you’ve had kids. That is if there is any man unfortunate enough to have you as his wife.” 

Y/n wanted to throw another shell at him so bad right now. It was a week ago when she had both her brothers came out of the sea with fish bites, though it seemed Y/n got the most out of the three. Now most of the bites had healed but left behind scars. She already had scars from previous fish bites so now it seems as if her whole body is littered with them. 

“Shut up.” She stood up from her spot on the sand, dusting herself off. 

“Am I lying though?” There was a small laugh in his tone as he got up as well. 

“Go annoy someone else, I don’t have time for you.” She scowled, walking in the direction back to her marui but he kept taunting her, teasing her. How is she supposed to not punch him? Her patience wore thin and she then shoved him away from her, making him stumble back and fall down. 

“Vonvä’” She mumbles and continues walking away. 

Ao’nung blinks away the shock from his fall and glares at the forest girl’s back as she walks away from him. Sure, he was being a jerk to her, he knows but he believes his actions are justified, sort of. 

Ever since that forest family came to stay, his life has been nothing but hell. Y/n and her family have made a rather good impression on the clan already despite what they themselves might think. Ao’nung hears what his friends and the other kids say about them, at first it was words that made fun of the forest kids, which was perfect, it still had everyone looking up to him and looking down on them or rather her. However, she was a quick learner, she can ride an Ilu, weave baskets, braid hair, make accessories with what the sea provides, make healing pastes. In other words, she was perfect. It was as if everything was second nature to her.

He heard others start to talk differently about them. Even during family meal times, he would have to endure his parents and Tsireya praising the forest family. Praising her. He hates it. He has had dreams where she is standing before him, everyone praising her and looking down on him. He’d die before it ever comes to that in real life. She is a forest person and she has no business here with the sea. 

Oh Ewya she annoyed his very being, the corners of his mouth turned up to let out a snarl as he watched her dark blue figure enter her Mauri. He got up and walked the other way, he was pissed. So pissed at her, and her family, and his father and at himself.

“Ao’nung!” He heard someone call out to him. He looked over at it was his friend.

“What.” He was irritated already, if his friend decides to be annoying he’ll actually-

“You got to check this forest girl out, she’s actually lost it.”

What-

Now ao’nung was interested. He followed his friend who led him back to the direction of the forest family’s mauri, just below was very shallow water where a forest girl was laying on her stomach, head in the water.

‘Is that y/n?’ Ao’nung thought as he watched from afar. His other friends were watching her, laughing quietly amongst themselves. When ao’nung approached them, they made space for him to stand in the middle of the group, a clear view of a dark blue girl minding her own business.

Ao’nung smirked.

“Let’s go closer” he said, his friends let out a few excited words, laughing quietly again, following ao’nung as he walked closer and closer to Y/n.

He was going to get back at her.

“She’s just looking at the sand”

Wait…

“Ahahaha”

Wait no that’s not-

“Huh?” The forest girl lifted her head and ao’nung had to hold in his shock when he saw that it wasn’t Y/n but her sister, Titi. No.. Piri? Oh he can’t remember.

“What you’d say?” She shook the water off her face and stood up. Ao’nung can’t back down now though.. not when his friends are watching. He really did think it was Y/n so he was fine with teasing and annoying her. But it isn’t y/n. It’s her sister.

So what? They’re both the same. Both are forest aliens.

“Are you some kind of freak?” Ao’nung asked.

“He asked if you are a freak.” His friend clarified.

Y/N’s sister sighed and shook her head. “No.” She began walking away but ao’nung and his friends followed her.

“Are you sure? I mean, you’re not even real Na’vi.” Ao’nung smirked, walking around her. When she didn’t say anything, he tried provoking her further. “Look at this hands.” He tried grabbing her hand but she pulled it away.

So he went to grab them again.

“I mean look at them” he emphasises.

“HEY!”

Ao’nung and his friends turned around at the voice. It was Y/N’s younger brother, noah. No. It began with L right?

“Back off fish lips.”

Whatever, his name is irrelevant anyway.

“Oh~ another four fingered freak!” Ao’nung laughed, the smaller forest boy may have came acting like the hero but he was greatly outnumbered, ao’nung and his friends began to tease and taunt him.

“Leave us alone!” Piri or titi, whatever her name is shouted. But her voice was ignored. Ao’nung kept laughing.

Yes. This is it. Make everyone look down on them so they can look up at him. This is how it should be. This is perfect.

Ao’nung felt a hard hand grab his shoulder and force him to turn around. It was neteyam. His friends and lo’ak stopped squabbling. Ao’nung glared silently at the older boy.

“You heard what she said.” Neteyam’s voice was alarmingly calm. “Leave them alone”

“Aww~ big brother coming-“ ao’nung’s friend spoke up, his voice taunting but ao’nung stopped him for speaking any further. He hated the sully’s that’s true. But he isn’t a fool. He knew it would be unwise to start a fight with the eldest son of the sully’s.

“Back off.” Neteyam let out his last word through his teeth. “Now.”

Ao’nung smirked and put his hands up, mimicking surrender.

Neteyam kept his eyes on ao’nung as he spoke again. “Smart choice.” He looked at his friends. “And from now on, I need you to respect my sister. Both my sisters.”

Ao’nung said nothing but kept glaring. That dumb friend let out a hiss as if still wanting to fight, ao’nung held him back with a single hand.

“Let’s go.” Neteyam took his two siblings and walked away.

—-

Y/n had been sent out by her father to go catch fish, enough for dinner to feed the whole family. She was only allowed to hunt by the shore line so she was limited with how many fish she could hunt.

By the time she came back, 10 fishes in her large pouch and a few fruits she found, she was confused when she couldn’t find her dad.

“Dad?” She called out in the empty mauri, putting her bag down to the side. She was about to go and look outside the marui pod when she heard footsteps nearby, her dad’s footsteps. She turned around and within seconds Jake came in with her brothers.

She gasped at the sight of them.

Both had looked like they were beaten up, neteyam sporting a busted lip, lo’ak’s skin having patches of dark red, irritated skin that will bruise over night.

“What happened?” She muttered as she walked over to them.

“What was the one thing I asked? One thing.” Jake ignored Y/N’s question, his mind too busy buzzing around with the thought of his idiotic sons.

“Stay out of trouble.” Both boys whispered. Y/n inspected both her brothers, she went to lo’ak first, holding his chin and making him look at her so she she could see his injuries closer. His nose was bleeding. Lo’ak shook her off.

“It was my fault.” Neteyam stepped forward.

“I don’t think so. You got to stop taking the heat for this knuckle head” Jake glared at his youngest son.

Y/n moved over to Neteyam, too shocked and worried to even remember that she and him had argued and had not spoken to each other for days.

“Ao’nung was picking on Kiri, called her a freak.” Lo’ak explained himself, Jake sucked in air through his teeth, looking away.

“He did what?!?” Y/n is was mid inspecting Neteyam’s injuries when she turned her head sharply to look at lo’ak when she heard what happened. “He called her what??” She need to hear lo’ak say it again. She was gonna fuck that sea Bitch up.

“Go apologise to Ao’nung.” Jake spoke softly.

“What.” Both lo’ak and Y/n spoke. Clearly ao’nung is in fault, why should lo’ak apologise.

“He’s the chief’s son. Do you understand.” Y/n looked at her father in disbelief. Neteyam held onto her arm to stop her from going out to find ao’nung herself.

“Just go. I don’t care how you do it, just go make peace.” Jake sighed and lo’ak went out to go find Ao’nung.

“Socks, you will stay put.” Jake warned her.

“Whaaat???”

Neteyam’s hold on her hand tightened.

“Let lo’ak do it himself. You stay here in the marui. Patch neteyam up or something.” Jake then left after giving her a final warning.

Once her father left she looked at neteyam in disbelief.

“Did you hear what I heard?” She asked him.

“Socks..”

“Dad is unbelievable.” She moved to go through a few small pots in the corner.

“Y/n listen-“

“That dumb overgrown fish decided to flap his tiny flippers at you and Lo’ak and it’s your fault?” She pulled neteyam down to sit next to her.

“I said listen-“

“Why should lo’ak apologise? It’s that son of a bit-“

“Y/n!” Neteyam held her shoulder and pushed to make her torso turn and face him. She stopped talking at looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears that barely clung to her waterline.

“It’s not fair.” Her voice came out quieter than before. She looked down and picked up a clean rag and dampened it in a bowl of water.

“Y/n, dad knew it isn’t our fault.” Neteyam spoke softly. This probably is the first real conversation they have had since their argument. Before it was just small words and quick replies, most of the time they would avoid and ignore each other.

“Then why did he go and say all that?” She tried blinking away tears as she cleaned off dry blood on his face.

“He had to. He’s doing what he can to help our family fit in here.” Neteyam watched as his sister held in her tears. He moved a hand to hold her face.

“Y/n, sister, why are you crying?”

Her hand trembled as she continued cleaning his cuts.

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

“Neteyam I’m-“

“You said it.”

She looked up at him, confused.

“What?”

He smiled softly.

“You said my name. It’s been a while since I heard you say it.”

She continued to look at him confused as he grinned stupidly at her. Her bottom lip wobbled and she smacked his shoulder.

“Ow!” He flinched back, rubbing his shoulder and lifting his eyes to glare at his sister but his eyes softened immediately when he saw a stream of tears running down her face. “Socks..” he moved closer to her, holding her in his arms even though he was still sore from the fight.

She cried for a while before calming down, her sobs reduced so small hiccups.

“What’s wrong? Are you crying because me and Lo’ak got hurt?” Neteyam asked.

“I’m never there.”

Now neteyam looked at her confused.

“What? Where do you need to be?”

“With you! With Kiri, Lo’ak and Tuk! I’m never there when I need to be.” Her voice wavered and neteyam brushed away her tears. “Even back when we are in the forest. I wasn’t there when… when you four were attacked by those human na’vi. I wasn’t there today when something as bad as a whole physical fight broke out. I know I’m not as reliable as you but I still want to be the big sister and protect you all…”

Neteyam closed his eyes and held his sister’s hands.

“Socks.. no.. Y/n, you do know that the younger three look up to you as much as they look up to me, right? If not then more.”

Y/n let out a small hiccup and looked up at him. Neteyam continued.

“We are twins, sister. You and me. However that does not mean we must compare ourselves to every little thing. You are Y/N. You are socks. You are the first daughter of Toruk makto. You protected our siblings from ao’nung before I even stepped in and did anything. You hit him with that shell remember? You protected Tuk and all I did was shout at you for it.”

Y/n felt her eyes water again, Neteyam kept holding her hands.

“I am sorry. I got too caught up in trying to do everything in a strategic way, my way, that I forgot to understand your way. I even refused to understand where you were coming from. You are amazing Y/n and I’m sorry I got too blind to see it.”

Neteyam looked into her eyes. Her eyes that were the exact same as his. Same shape, size and colour. He looked at her. He looked at his sister, his twin sister, his other half.

“I see you, sister.” He whispered.

Y/n chocked back on a sob and blinked away tears. She hated arguing with neteyam the most out of all of her siblings because it hurts the most. They hadn’t even spoken or looked at each other properly since their argument and it took neteyam getting physically hurt for her to talk to him again.

“I see you, brother.” She whispered back. Her arms wrapping around his body as she hugged him. He hugged her back and they stayed like that for a while.

“So how badly did you beat up ao’nung?” She asked, pulling away from him.

Neteyam chuckled.

“Well he is the cheif’s son, so I didn’t hurt him too bad but his friends however…” he trailed off but Y/n knew what he meant.

She lightly smacked him this time.

“Those poor boys. They probably don’t even know what a punch was, much less the types of punches. You should have gone easy on them.” She teased.

“I did go easy on them!”

She laughed. “Yeah right. You probably gave it your all, I know you weren’t holding back.”

“No socks, believe me, I was still holding my true strength in. I was holding my mighty warrior strength back.”

She laughed even more while going back to tending to his cuts and bruises.

After she was done patching neteyam up she was about to put all the healing paste and blood stained cloths away before she remembered she has another beaten up brother. She looked out of the marui and saw it was late already, the light of the day was gone and now stars littered the sky.

Y/n looked back at Neteyam.

“Lo’ak should be back by now, right? I was going to help him with that bloody nose of his.” She sighed.

Neteyam got up. “I’ll go get him, you should probably make more paste, he has bruises on his legs everywhere.”

Y/n nodded and went further in to the marui pod while neteyam went out, his steps calm as he went. Time passed and Neytiri came in with Tuk, chopping up the fish Y/n had caught earlier, however Neteyam still didn’t arrive.

Being a little worried that perhaps another fight broke out, and if that was the case then Y/n would not hesitate to jump in and fight as well, so she was about to head out of the mauri pod when she saw her father and Kiri talking.

“Mighty..” she heard Kiri say. What was mighty?

Just then Y/n heard footsteps and turned her head to see who it was. It was Neteyam and Ao’nung. Y/n couldn’t help the disgusted look on her face when her eyes landed on the sea boy. Why is he here?

Neteyam pulled Ao’nung over to Jake.

“Tell him. Tell him what you told me!” Neteyam’s voice wasn’t calm like it always was, no this time Y/n could hear the pure fear in his voice.

As she heard Ao’nung talk, she quickly understood why. Each word made her heart drop.

Lo’ak. Lost in sea. Alone. Missing.

Ao’nung you son of a bitch-

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[paigeswiftsea]

ch. 6

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It was a quiet night on the beach, the gentle lapping of waves against the shore offering a soothing rhythm to Blaire's troubled thoughts. She sat down in the cool sand, staring out at the dark expanse of the ocean. The events of the day replayed in her mind like scenes from a chaotic play.

The sinking of the Dark Core oil rig weighed heavily on her conscience. It was a necessary action, she knew, but the consequences were still unsettling. The smoke lingering in the air served as a constant reminder of the risks they had taken.

As she gazed up at the stars, Blaire wondered about Sabine. Where was she now, and what role did she truly play in Dark Core's plans? Despite the doubts and warnings from her friends, Blaire couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Sabine than met the eye. Could she really trust her?

A sigh escaped Blaire's lips as she ran a hand through her hair, feeling the cool night breeze against her skin. She felt a sense of isolation, even amidst the beauty of the beach and the tranquil night. The weight of responsibility as a Soul Rider pressed down on her shoulders, reminding her of the countless challenges still ahead.

Lost in her thoughts, Blaire remained on the beach, silently contemplating the uncertain future that lay before them.

Sabine crawled herself out of the ocean, coughing and holding onto Khan's reins tightly, as she leaped onto the sand of moorland beach.

Blaire snapped out of her trance, “Sabine? Oh my god!”

Sabine coughed, struggling to sit up despite her injuries, her braid long gone,her hair falling around her face, her amber eyes almost glowing as she looked up at Blaire.. Her voice was hoarse but filled with venom. "You. What the hell happened? That explosion—was that what you're doing, Soul Rider?"

Blaire approached cautiously, her concern mingling with guilt. "We had to stop Jay and Katja. It was a last resort, Sabine."

Sabine sneered, her eyes narrowing. "Typical. Always thinking you're the saviors of Jorvik. You just made things worse."

"We had no choice," Blaire insisted, kneeling beside Sabine. "We couldn't let Jay and Katja continue their plans."

Sabine gritted her teeth, wincing in pain. "You think you know everything. But you've just unleashed chaos. We are this close to war now!" Sabine said hoarsely.

“ you know we wouldn’t have done it if we didn’t have to! They were gonna blow up hollow woods and Valedale!”

Blaire shook her head, her voice firm. "War was already looming. We had to act."

Sabine scoffed, her breath ragged. "Act? You've jeopardized everything! Do you even understand what Dark Core is capable of?"

"I understand more than you think," Blaire replied, her tone steady. "We're trying to save Jorvik, just like you."

Sabine's eyes narrowed. "Save Jorvik? By destroying everything in our path?"

"It wasn't about destruction," Blaire countered. "It was about stopping Dark Core before it's too late."

Sabine turned away, her jaw clenched in frustration. "You don't get it, Blaire. You never have."

"And you've never trusted anyone but yourself," Blaire shot back, her patience wearing thin. "Maybe if we worked together—"

Sabine cut her off with a bitter laugh. "Work together? With you? That's never going to happen. Especially not now. I was debating it, with the whole prophecy thing, but… we're too different." She slowly moved onto her back, releasing Khan's reins.

Blaire hesitated, her concern evident. "Sabine, I'm sorry, but it was a last resort. Come on. Can I at least help you out? You look very hurt."

Sabine took a slow, deep breath, blinking against the pain. "No."

"Come on," Blaire urged gently, kneeling beside her. "Let me make it up to you."

Sabine's gaze hardened, her voice tinged with bitterness. "You've made your choice, Blaire. Just leave me alone."

Blaire sighed, feeling the weight of their strained history between them. "Fine. But if you change your mind…"

Sabine didn't respond, her attention turning back to the distant horizon. Blaire stood up reluctantly, glancing back once more before turning away. The sound of the waves filled the silence between them as she walked back towards the stables, her thoughts heavy with regret and uncertainty.

[midnightwriteson]

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Chapter 6 of You're Trying To Save Me is up! Check it out and enjoy!

[chillingchronicles]

Chapter 6 No Remorse

Something was compelling me to return to Lilith Blvd. I felt a deep curiosity about the bridge—its origins, its powers, and the ominous warning that I would regret crossing it. There had to be more to this bridge than met the eye.

Arriving at Lilith Blvd, I got out of the car, took John out of his car seat, and placed him in his stroller. As I approached the bridge with him, I remembered Dorris’s account of discovering it. The wind picked up, the clouds thickened, and the scent of rain was heavy in the air. A chill ran through me as the wind whipped my hair. A profound sense of dread washed over me, and I gripped John’s stroller tightly, sensing an unseen force tugging at it, as if trying to pull him away from me.

I quickly lifted John out of the stroller. He was unnervingly calm, not a single cry escaped his lips. I held him close, studying his solemn face. He wasn’t smiling, and something about him felt disturbingly off. I carried him toward the spot where Dorris had fallen from the bridge. I wanted answers about this bridge and its true nature.

Holding John high, he looked at me with an expression of sadness, as if he knew something terrible was about to happen. I held him over the edge of the bridge, our eyes locked, and tears streamed down his face. He kicked his legs frantically, and my heart ached. “John, I’m so sorry. I love you with all my heart,” I whispered, struggling with the impulse to let him go.

Suddenly, my arms were pulled back, forcefully preventing me from dropping him. It felt as if Dorris was intervening, stopping me from harming John. I was horrified by the thought. This wasn’t like me at all—I felt controlled by some external force. I would never intentionally hurt John.

I slowly walked toward the end of the bridge, a cold gust of wind brushing past my ears. A soothing, melodic voice echoed, “I’ll tell you anything you want to know, give me an offering.”

I looked down at John in my arms, kissed his forehead, and saw him smile. The tears had stopped. With a heavy heart, I threw him over the ledge. The bridge erupted in a wicked laugh that sent shivers down my spine and raised goosebumps on my skin.

“What would you like to know?” the voice inquired.

“Well, what are you? And where did you come from?��

“I am a deity, the death goddess and a warrior. I sought to rise through the ranks to compete with the other top warrior goddesses, but a battlefield injury halted my progress. That’s more than you need to know for now.”

“Others? Are there more like you?”

“That’s all I have for now. If you wish to know more, you know where to find me.”

I now feel a consuming urge to find my next victim. Greed has taken over my body, and I no longer recognize myself. I feel no remorse for what I did to baby John.

[theformulaforsuccess]

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[twes2363a]

This video is from one of my stories called Demon in the Closet that is now revamped. This is the full episode of Chapter 6 of Demon in the Closet. Synopsis: Debby's life is changed forever after the sudden disappearance of her parents. She must find them before it's too late.

[cursedspau]

Chapter 6:

BLOG N°3

Randy Marsh

05/03/2008 - 1.25 PM

Subject : Some news

I'm back after almost 3 days, taking care of little Kyle. How is this possible? Well, a few days ago, when I went to investigate at the Broflovski's, me and a kid who helped me found the body in pretty bad shape. The kid took care of him and I took him back to look after the poor boy. If you're interested, he's doing well, if you can call it that. He's often silent and quiet, but when I talk to him he answers me. That's a good thing, because the last time, he didn't really dare speak.

I gave him some of my son's toys and a phone that stays on all the time in case he needs to call me if there's a problem. The kid who was with us gave him a spirit box (a radio used to communicate with spirits) which I put around his neck like a necklace so he wouldn't lose it. He doesn't seem to mind its appearance, which is rather odd.

In short, everything's going well.

See you later for a new blog and a future video perhaps.

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[fantomette22]

Yesterday and today i re read the 5 chapters of my fic (bloodborne fic)! It was so cool! :3 another proof you got to write for yourself first! It’s so great to see this little story take form little by little as well as the characters just being there, living and beginning to evolve seeing all the lil pieces being put in place (+ i catch a few mistakes too ahah 😬)

Gosh i have 20 chaps planned so far help me… (but that will depend of the size of each part too and if i found new ideas)

So yeah it’s sure a long read but i am happy! And it’s a good times remember a few elements i introduced earlier to stay coherent.

[toastfield]

其实我才玩到Chapter6

hard tower Idia...

[chleem]

Flashing Lights #7

Series; actor Drew x actress reader

Summary: Drew gets involved in the worst scandal of his career. One way to solve it? Proving to the whole world that he’s the sweetest lover to exist. Who better to help than the one person he can’t stand? You, an A-class actress with an alcohol addiction. So, will Drew clear up his reputation, or leave with a bigger mess to clean up?

Genre: fake dating, enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst, smut, fluff

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, swearing, mentions of k!lling oneself, mentions of rape & sa, mentions of drug usage, smoking & vaping, (read at own caution

⋆.˚ please dont copy/translate my work,

⋆.˚ this is entirely fictional, if uncomfortable then don't read

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Mid-June 2024

“I don’t want to say goodbye.”

“This isn’t goodbye.”

“This is!” You yell, forcing your tears into your eyes as you stare at Hugh. “The world is ending tomorrow. I… I’m gonna be with my brother soon. I’m happy, but I want to live…for you.”

Hugh shakes his head, tears forming in his eyes as well. “No, I’m not saying goodbye to you. We’re going to go on, live our lives-“

“Stop pushing the problem away, Jack-“

“I want to! Because I can’t say goodbye to you, I love you,” Hugh confesses, and you suck in a breath, the tears flowing down. “I love you, Sam. And…it hurts that I can’t grow old with you…”

You cry even more, before dropping to the ground, your sobs filling the silence of the set. You don’t look at Hugh, knowing he’s a great actor and will respond to your improv in exactly the right way; he always does.

You feel his presence before he reaches you—gently wrapping his arms around you.

You let your face fall into his chest, as his hand gently rubs your hair, soothing you.

“Cut!”

Hugh pulls away from you, getting up. He helps you up, and you thank him while rubbing your tears away. 

“That was great,” he compliments you, a smile on his lips. 

“Yeah,” you murmur, as the staff comes and fixes your makeup. 

Director Ravens yells through his megaphone, “Great scene, take five!”

The staff follows you as you walk to your seat, and freeze.

Drew, already sitting in it. You didn't expect him to be at your set, since he was probably on his own schedule. But he’s here, and he seems to be in a good mood. 

You watch as he pulls a random chair over, tapping it. “Hey.”

You glance at the makeup staff, and she goes away. You sit down besides Drew, staring ahead. “You sat here all morning?”

“Just a while. The view’s great,” he says, and you feel his eyes on the side of your face. 

You lean back into your chair, staring at the Greece ocean view. It was beautiful, but you didn’t want to agree with him. Not after what he did this morning. “It’s fucking boring.”

“I don’t know…Hugh Jackman’s a pretty good view.”

You snort at his lame comment, turning and meeting his eyes. Wow. You don’t think you could ever get used to how annoyingly blue his eyes are. “Why are you here?”

“Goldfish memory?” He teases, a corner of his lips curling up.

“I don’t remember unimportant things,” you talk back, an annoyed frown on your face. “And can’t you see I’m busy?”

“Until today. You wrap up today.”

“Who told you?”

“Stop asking the obvious, y/n,” Drew answers, but no hint of annoyance in is voice. “And y’know why I’m here. We got a date, remember?”

Right. Your afternoon was reserved for Drew, which the company told you was going to be a date around the Greece streets. It’s your little ‘getaway’ as a couple, enjoying time away from the press. But, the company planted the information to some fan-cites/media, to make sure the world knew you were on a vacation with Drew, indicating things were serious. It sounds stupid, but that’s the main goal of a PR stunt, to gain more publicity. 

Gosh. Drew’s face pisses you off. Even more, now that you’re fully sober. 

You finished the bottles of wine in the hotel room last night, and for some reason, the hotel refuses to send more into your room. Plus, cigarettes that you left on the table are gone. 

You fully suspect that Drew took your cigarettes. As for the wine? What kind of hotel refuses to send wine upstairs to VIP guests? 

You were on edge this whole morning, even considering to cancel this shoot. But Laura persuaded you to do it, and that she was on her way to buy a pack for you. But after two hours, she’s still not here and instead, Drew’s here.

Drew’s warm hand places itself on your knee, and only then have you noticed that you’ve been bouncing your legs due to anxiousness. “You okay?”

“You took away my shit,” you confront him. It was like a switch was turned on inside of you, and the semi-sweet y/n was gone. Now, it was short-tempered y/n. All because his face now reminded you of how sober you are right now. 

“No idea what you’re saying,” he denies, the corner of his lips still up. You furrow your eyebrows, and he wipes the smirk off with another hand. “I don’t have your shit.”

You sit up, startling him to remove his hand away from you. “You do! Give it to me, I need it.”

“You don’t need it, y/n,” Drew glances around to make sure no one’s listening. “You’re doing perfectly fine right now-“

“I’m not. I’m freaking out here,” you confess, which was weird, because you don’t say that to Drew. But now, you were focused on getting even just one smoke; you wanted, no, needed your cigarettes back. “I’m much better with it, just give me-“

“No, y/n,” Drew says, his tone more serious now. “You survived a morning without a smoke, or a drop of alcohol. You’re fine.”

You stare into his blue eyes for a hint of lie, for his statement to be wrong. Because he is wrong, you weren't fine. You were a hundred times more anxious in front of a camera, and although Director Ravens had no comment towards your acting, you felt the worst. “That doesn’t mean I don’t want my stuff back.”

“I don’t have it,” he firmly says again. 

“You’re the only one that would do such a thing.”

“Well, I didn’t, okay?” He replies immediately, his eyes pleading for you to believe him. 

“Fuck,” you curse, looking away from him and towards the ocean.

Your leg must’ve been bouncing again, because Drew puts his hand on your leg again. You stop, looking down at his hand; you hate how it's so warm and somehow comforting.  

He’s looking down on the ground, as if thinking about something. Then, he turns to you, starting to rub circles on your knee . “Let me show you.”

You speak up after a short pause, “Show me what?”

“How much better being sober is. How much better you are without the chemicals.”

"Y/n, why are you treating yourself this way?"

You stare into his eyes, hoping to catch bullshit in them. 

But no. His eyes just show truth, determination, and comfort. 

Wow. You’ve never seen someone stare at you like that. 

Mostly empathy, jealous, hateful stares. But Drew…

Fuck. You almost forgot that he was a fucking actor. 

You want to confront him, but Director Ravens interrupts through his megaphone, informing you to go back to shooting. 

The staff comes, continuing to fix your makeup, and you get up, walking to the film set. You turn back and glance at Drew, who’s still staring at you. 

His stare causes your stomach to warm up, even if you were highly suspicious of him. 

——

True to his word, Drew shows you how much better it is when you experience the day sober. 

He takes you through town, and of course, you complained at first, claiming that old buildings were a bore. Okay. You didn’t just complain. You fought, like you always did. 

Drew had to pull you aside, out of public eye and fight back with you. Multiple times have you tried slipping off to get a smoke or a drink. But Drew was like a hawk, stopping you just in time. 

In the late afternoon, Drew took you to the local markets, and okay, maybe you had fun there. A lot of fun. 

Locals didn’t recognize the two of you, so you looked around freely. It was nice, to be in a place where not a lot of people knew who you were. You tasted the samples, buying small souvenirs, and even getting a funny art sketched of you and Drew. 

“You speak Greek?” You mumble, while your mouth was stuffed with Lokma, which you learned was a kind of Greece donut. It was so delicious, you bought a pack that was straight out of the oven, eating while walking down the sidewalk. 

The corner of his lips curl up, his eyes glancing down at you. “I can’t hear you,” he teases. 

You eventually swallow the one in your mouth, and you ask him yet again. 

“Basic words,” Drew shrugs, as you continue eating. “Is it that good?”

“Yes,” you murmur, stuffing another one into your mouth. His hand attempts to get the last one from the bag, but you slap it away. “This one’s mine.”

“You ate five already.”

“And?”

He shakes his head while smiling, before stopping at the crosswalk. It was late afternoon already, and you spent almost three hours at the local market alone. Drew didn’t complain; he even offered to hold the souvenirs you decided to buy. It was weird; one, you weren’t the type to buy souvenirs, and two, he offered to hold your stuff. 

Then again, you’re fully sober and awake due to the amount of things you’ve seen today, and Drew seemed to be in a good mood.

Now, you were going to see another market, but it was mostly selling stuff such as flowers, souvenirs, or jewelry. 

Without looking, you wanted to cross the road, but Drew quickly holds you back, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. You look up at him with stuffed cheeks, and he just looks ahead. “Did you eat your eyes as well?”

You roll your eyes, reaching for the last Lokma to eat. Just as you’re about to pop it into your mouth, Drew beats you to it, snatching it away with a grin. This bitch- that was the last one! “Hey! Give it back!”

He laughs, chewing it quickly, “you’re right. This is good.”

“That was the last one!” you whine, frowning as you stare at him in disbelief.

“I thought that was for me,” he says, swallowing the last bite and looking down at you with a teasing smile. “It wasn’t?”

The audacity-

But the lights must’ve turned green, because Drew leads you to cross the road, his arm still around your shoulders. “You owe me,” you say, pushing the empty bag into his chest. 

He laughs yet again, his hand going to cover yours. You quickly pull away from his touch, and he just takes the bag and throws it into the trash can once you reach the other side. 

He keeps his arm around your shoulders the whole time you’re walking around the market. The vibrant view of the local market distracts you - locals offering different samples for you to try.

The only time Drew leaves your side is when you’re distracted by a street singer, and you sit down on the benches, being his only listener. He’s singing Kiss me by Sixpence None The Richer, the lyrics seems to pull you into the moment. You let the music wash over you, a soft smile on your lips as you listen.

Drew walks back and sits next to you a few minutes later, and you frown at him, for leaving your side. “Where were you?”

“A fan recognized me,” he says, placing the bags next to him. Oh. It sounded like something Drew would do. Heck, you’ve seen him doing fan services, and he was very kind to fans (unlike you).

You turn to back to the singer, listening. 

You and Drew sit together on the bench, listening to the man sing for a couple of more minutes. But it was so good, that you didn’t want to leave. So, you and Drew sat there for another hour, until he was finally done singing.

You clap when he’s done, and he bows to you. Drew claps as well, and you turn to him. “He’s great,” you compliment, truly impressed by his voice.

“I know. The best concert,” he gives you a soft smile. “You hungry?”

“Not really,” you say, feeling full from the snacks you had earlier. You look over your shoulder, at the setting sun. This was the first time you’ve found yourself finding sunsets beautiful. Then, you spot the beach, with a few people walking on it. “Hey, there’s a beach there.”

“You wanna go?”

You look at Drew, “yeah, that sounds great.”

——

The two of you walk side by side on the beach, you carrying your heels and Drew carrying his, along with other small bags of stuff. You don’t talk; simply enjoying the smell of the beach, the sound of the ocean, and the calm feeling. 

It was dinner time, so the crowd that was here had left, leaving the beach to just you and Drew. 

Drew doesn’t talk either; walking in silence with you. 

You haven’t been to an actual beach in so long. The last time you put your feet in the sand was since… you can’t even remember.

But that’s the thing; you can’t remember. You can’t remember anything from your childhood, except for the torturing moments spent in rehab centers, the suffocating presence of the press, and the over-enthusiastic fans. The worst moments of your life, the ones that left the deepest marks, you recall with shocking clarity. Yet the good ones? Do they even exist?

Your gaze shifts to Drew, who’s walking beside you. He’s quiet, content with the walk, his eyes focused ahead, but there’s something about the way he’s there that makes your heart tighten. You think back to the first time you met him, and a pang of confusion hits you.

How did he even get into your trailer? How did the two of you even start talking? Was it the shoot that brought you together, or something else?

The MV. You remember flashes—distant moments where you two were thrown together, the cameras capturing your every move. But the interaction itself... it's all blurry. It’s like a haze, one that’s too fogged up to see clearly.

What even happened?

That realization hits you; like a stab to your chest.

You stop walking, and you feel tears slowly forming in your eyes. 

At the same time, rain starts falling. 

And a few seconds later, it’s pouring rain. But you don’t care. You’re too into this moment; the realization that you’ve been awake for so long. 

Drew stops after a few steps, and he turns around to face you. When his eyes meet yours, the same sincerity you saw this morning, you couldn’t hold it in. The tears slowly fall, one by one.

“It’s raining-“ 

“I…I haven’t been sober for this long,” you start, your voice shaky as you say those words. You smile at Drew; the tears being covered by the pouring rain. “And…and I want to remember this moment.”

Drew walks over to you, and he drops his stuff on the sand. He stops in front of you, cupping your face as he tries to wipe the tears off your face with his thumb.

He smiles at you too; and for the first time, you don’t find his smile annoying. Instead, warmth erupts inside of you. You cry even harder. “Told you it felt nice, right?”

You chuckle, “But I’m serious. This…I went a whole day without drinking or smoking.”

He doesn’t say anything; continuing to wipe your tears away and looking deeply into your eyes. The rain gets in them; but he doesn’t care. 

“And, and I want to remember this moment. This moment that I spent with you.”

Drew stays quiet for a few seconds, before saying, “Even if you forget; I’ll remember it for you.”

Then he adds, “I’ll be reminding you, over and over, over and over again."

You laugh at his response, finding it funny, and…sweet. Which is crazy, considering it’s Drew that’s saying it. “You’re annoying,” you lie, trying to push him away.

He chuckles too, his hand still cupping your face. “But it’s true. And I’m proud of you. You did it.”

“I did do it,” you murmur, looking at his blue eyes. “Thank you,” you add. You meant it. You meant every word you said earlier. You hope he knows it too. 

And because this moment felt right, you hug him. You didn’t care how gross it felt to be hugging when your clothes are soaked. You just wrap your arms around his neck, hugging him tight. 

He returns the hug after a reluctant pause, his arms wrapping tightly around you.

You bury yourself into him, breathing into his scent, and feeling the rain soaking into the both of you. 

You also want to remember the feeling of hugging Drew. Not just in this moment, under the pouring rain, on the warm beach, and under the sunset. No, you just want to remember Drew. Drew, and how it feels to be hugging him. 

Yeah, Drew’s warm hugs. That’s what you want to remember the most. That’s what you want to carry with you, like a secret tattoo burned deep into your memory, one that nothing can erase or alter, no matter how many times you forget everything else.

Because, in this moment, Drew’s hug is everything. And maybe that’s enough.

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ִ ࣪𖤐 a/n: GUYS i got emotional writing this shit...goddamn it. hope you enjoyed this chapter, and ignore any mistakes i made (eng isn't my first language, probs should've mentioned it before). so...seems like theyre starting to like each other???

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[sonnet009games]

How would Flea feel/react if the detective sincerely referred to him as a friend during chapter6~7 ?

He would be very touched, and actually maybe even half-believe it.

[skunaskitten]

Yakuza Husband ch5

Paring: sukuna x femreader

Contains: smut, oral, soft sukuna, introducing gojo and pissing off sukuna

summary: You and sukuna are trying to fight the feelings for each other but it didn't last long, soon you realize you fell for him. You end up telling sukuna how you feel, for the moment you will just enhoy your life with him.

chapter4 ch5 chapter6

Over the next few days after that night of fully having sex with sukuna and when he asked if you wanted him, you got more comfortable around him, to a point where you would nuzzle against him on the couch when watching a movie or eating dinner. He still waited patiently for your answer if you wanted to fully commit to the relationship but you were still unsure. 

Were you really ready to commit a life of crime with him? Your thoughts ran with all the possibilities of what could go wrong but also you had what could go right with sukuna.

He is protective, sweet, charming, and sexy. But he is also dangerous, a killer and won't hesitate on doing what he wants.

Being lost in thought as you sat there at work petting one of the dogs, you slowly started to hear your name being called when you snapped out of thought. You looked over to see one of your friends you work with stare at you with a smile and say "hey y/n you listening?"

You gave her a smile then looked back at the dog laying beside you. "Oh yea I am fine, sorry just thinking."

She smirked and walked over saying "thinking about who."

You have a shy smile.

"A guy I've been seeing. It's complicated. And I am not sure if I want to be in a relationship with him because of who he is."

She sat down beside you and looked at you saying "is it about sukuna?"

You sighed and looked away. "Yes it's about him."

"Is he good to you? Like does he make you feel butterflies and bring you gifts. I mean you bought a cat for him that is more than just friends."

You looked at her thinking. 

"I mean he made me feel like a type of butterflies."

She giggled then said "did you two get in bed?"

She whispered as you blushed a little and held up two fingers looking at the dog who started to get up and walk away. Her eyes went wide and said "what you did it twice?! Woman just go out with the man already. You are already passed the friend zone."

On the way home you kept thinking about everything happening between you and sukuna and from what your friend told you. You thought it over and over again and when you got to your door you took a deep breath already making up your mind and having your answer for him.

When you walked through the door sukuna was standing there with a bag of trash in one hand and yuji in the other while a smirk formed on his face. You stared at his bare torso, he always has a habit of not wearing shirts.

"Hey sukuna."

"Hello sweetheart."

You closed the door and walked past him as he placed the bag down by the door and followed you. He can tell something is off about you. 

"What is wrong with you?"

You just smiled and went into the kitchen going through the fridge seeing what to have for dinner as you responded to him. "Nothing is wrong, I am just hungry. What are you in the mood for?"

Sukuna walked over to you and slid his body between you and the fridge then held yuji to you. "You better tell me what is wrong or I will force it out of you. Did someone hurt you? Is someone following closely? Tell me."

You took the kitten into your arms petting him and let out a sigh, "sukuna we need to talk."

He didn't like the sound of that, watching you walk over to the couch sitting down then he went over to sit next to you.

"Am I finally being thrown out?"

A smile formed on your face at his comment as yuji jumped out of your lap and ran around the couch. You took a deep breath and turned to face sukuna as he stared at you with a calm but alert expression.

"Sukuna. I am attracted to you. And I've been thinking about us and what you do and who you are."

You played with your hands squeezing them together as you looked away from his gaze as he sat listening closely and not saying a word.

"I thought about it all day being with you and having a relationship. If my mother can do it, so can I."

You looked back to him with a slight smile. "Sukuna, I will be your lover. But there are rules I am going to set."

He smirked and leaned in closer to you saying "I don't follow rules darling. But for you I will make an exception."

You crossed your arms. "One I don't not want to see anyone be killed around me, and I do not want to be involved in any killing. Two, no other women, I might break my first rule if I see women flirt with you or touch you, I am very possessive. Three, Just love me for who I am. And we have normal dates as well."

He moved closer to you and raised a hand to hold your chin between his fingers with a smirk on his face. "You are hot when you boss others around. I will accept your terms."

You couldn't help but to stare into his eyes and have a light blush on your cheeks.

Sukuna leaned in closer and pressed his lips to yours giving a soft but sensual kiss as if you just made a deal with the devil.

After the talk you helped sukuna make dinner while yuji stood on his shoulder watching.

"Hey sukuna do you always cook?"

He looked over to you then back to the pan cooking the meat.

"I cook when I feel like it. My family takes turns making dinner so we all know how to. I just do more portions for myself. I am not much of one to cook for a whole group of people."

You smiled while kneading the dough and asked "is that why you always cook for me?"

He chuckled looking at the dough saying "well if I don't cook you will starve. I see what you eat. All those packages of ramen and instant meals. Now that I am here you are going to eat right."

A wide smile formed on your face then moved closer to him nuzzling your cheek against his arm. He looked over at you raising an eyebrow and felt you place a kiss on his bicep. Sukuna could help the smile on his face and look away as you noticed him getting a slight blush.

"Kuna~. You're blushing."

"No I am not woman, you are just seeing things."

Yuji mowed and placed a paw across Sukuna's face, making you laugh.

He always made amazing dinner and it was just the two of you in the kitchen as he showed you how to wrap the bun shape around the pork. Sukuna made it look way too easy as you tried but it kept falling open. He just chuckled while helping you and placed kisses to your cheek.

When you both finished dinner you cuddled against sukuna on the couch wrapped in a blanket. He let you rest your head on his chest while laying back across the couch with a movie playing. He wasn't really paying attention, mainly he was staring at you and talking on the phone. He smiled seeing how peaceful you looked laying on top of him.

But what concerned sukuna was what gojo had told him over the phone they had been stalking the alley way trying to look for any signs. After the phone call you looked over at sukuna seeing his face filled with a bit of worry and anger.

“Sukuna you alright?”

He let out a sigh and looked at you then held your face in his hands.

“Sweetheart that alleyway where you found me, please do not walk down that way. Our enemies have been stalking the area. They are starting to realize that I was taken and still alive. Just stay away from that area, do you hear me?”

You gave him a nod and leaned up on him to press your lips to his then pulled away to give him a smile. “I promise I will stay away, I will just take the bus. All the way to the end of the street.”

He smirked and held your chin looking at you with a smirk plastered on his face. “Good girl.”

When going to bed sukuna stayed out on the couch to give you space but you had a hard time sleeping. You tossed and turned and kept checking the time every thirty minutes trying to get yourself to be tired, though your heart wanted to finally have someone by your side. Since you and sukuna are official, your mind starts to mess with your heart. Letting out a sigh you finally gave in as you got out of bed and wrapped a fuzzy blanket around you then walked out your room to sukuna. When you saw him already asleep on the couch. You gave a slight pout, you didn't want to wake him, so you turned around and about to walk away until you heard his voice. 

“Sweetheart, you need something?”

You froze in place and turned around to see him facing you with a tiered look on his face.

“I just….it feels lonely and cold in my room.”

Sukuna slid his legs off the couch and stood up, as he gave a tiered smile.. He walked over to you and wrapped an arm around you pulling you against him.

“Well shall we go to your room then.”

A blush filled your cheeks while feeling your body pressed against sukuna. The soft blanket felt warm against your skin and was the only thing between you and sukuna. His smirk widened as he looked at the blanket around you.

“Are you naked underneath that?”

His question made your cheeks warm up and you looked away to see his healing wound now becoming a scar.

“Maybe..”

Sukuna lets out a chuckle grabbing the edge of your blanket then pulls it from you enough to take a peek under it.

You gasped at the sudden cool air across your skin. Sukuna then walked away, looking at you with the corner of his eye with a smirk while he said “well come on darling.”

He disappeared into your room as you stood there and finally snapped out of your trance to follow him into your room. Yuji was already in your bed and got up to meow. You watched the yakuza boss flop down onto your bed and looked at you, waiting for you to join him.

You didn't know why you felt so nervous.  It wasn't the first time you slept with him in both ways, this should be just like the other times. You placed a small blanket on the bed for yuji to curl up into while Sukuna's eyes gazed at your body seeing your nipples hard from the cool air, your panties that fitted nicely around your rear and all you saw was the smirk on his face growing.

As soon as you got into bed with him, his arms were thrown around you and pulled you closer against his chest.

“Do you feel warmer now?” He asked, his voice sounded deep and raspy from his previous sleep.

You hummed and nuzzled against him, closing your eyes but the peace didn't last long until Sukuna went to place his face in the crook of your neck.

Your heart begins to race and flutter when you feel his lips press against the sensitive spot of your neck just below your ear. One arm snaked under your body and the other roamed his hand across your hip, giving it a squeeze then he sucked on your neck.

“You are so beautiful and so delicious.”

Your body heats up just from the feeling of him on your skin.

“Sukuna we need to sleep.”

He ignored you and continued to kiss your neck and trailed down over your collar bone and to your chest.

His lips placed soft kisses to your plump breast as you started to move onto your back as he slowly moved on top of you to continue sliding down your body leaving trails of soft kisses down your body.

“Sukuna…stop teasing please. What are you doing?”

He looked up at you and smirked saying “we have to celebrate our first night together as a couple.”

You didn't get to have a word when he went back to place a kiss to your hip but gave a light bite instead and made you gasp out from the feeling. You could feel yourself growing wetter by the second and whatever he had planned hasn't fully started. Sukuna's hands moved to your hips and slipped his fingers under the hem of your panties and started to pull them down.

A whimper escaped your lips and shifted your hips to let him pull them off.

While the two of you were distracted with each other, a meow could be heard beside you. Both of you looked over and saw yuji watching the two of you. Sukuna let out a sigh looking at the kitten then moved away from you to take yuji into his arms and placed him in the bathroom to give you both some privacy.

“Sukuna at least put some toys in there for him.”

You looked at him with a smile and he picked up some of the little plush mice and threw them in the bathroom with yuji then closed the door.

While he was busy with that you slipped off your panties all the way and when he turned around you threw them at him watching It hit his chest and landed in front of him.

Sukuna took a step over them and slowly walked over to you, his eyes trailed over your naked body looking like a full meal to him. A smirk plastered on his face and he untied his gray sleep pants then let them drop to the floor. He crawled back over on top then smashed his lips to yours. Giving you a deep passionate kiss, his tongue licked your lip and slid into your mouth when you let him.

You hummed at the taste of him and closed your eyes letting your tongue lick his own. When he pulled away you tried to chase his lips but he moved away down your body again then pressed his lips to your breast, swirling his tongue around your nipple. You moaned and whimpered. Your hands went into his fluffy pink hair and slightly pulled on it between your fingers making him groan against your breast.

He gave attention to the other breast then started to trail down your body again, but this time he gave light bites to your skin. Bites on your breast, ribs, stomach and your hips. You couldn't help but to spread your thighs letting him settle between your legs with his body and let him have a full view of your needy soaked cunt.

“Look at you kitten, so wet for me already.” He said with a chuckle. Feeling him press his lips to your inner thigh. He was purposely avoiding the place where you wanted him most.

Your hand went onto his hair and gripped it as you tried to push his face down.

“Woman, you are so inpatient.”

Sukuna moved forward and stuck his tongue out pressing it to your clit as he spread your thighs wider.

A moan escaped you and already you tried to push your hips to him wanting him to go harder.

His eyes gazed to you all you could see his lustful red chocolate eyes and the smirk on his face. His tongue licked between your folds up to your clit and swirled his tongue around your sensitive bud.

Your back arched and gripped your pillow feeling him making out with your lower lips. 

His tongue slid up and down and his lips sucked on your clit making you squirm and moan his name. Your body had a mind of its own and let itself go to sukuna. Closing your eyes, feeling his tongue slide inside of you. You opened your eyes and looked at him, face flush and looked right into his eyes as you felt the warm muscle wiggle inside of you. He gave you a wink and closed his eyes again to eat you like a starving man.

His tongue moved from inside you then continued to swirl around your clit and felt him slide his middle finger inside you, curling it until he reached that good spot. You could feel how close you were as your back arched and felt your womb tighten.

“Sukuna….I am so close….don't stop.”

He pulled his mouth away for a moment to speak. “Don't hold back then let it out.”

He went on your clit again, swirling and sucking on it while pumping his fingers.you couldn't hold it and your back arched creaming his fingers as you yell his name. 

“Sukuna!”

After tasting all of you, Ryomen sat back up looking at you with a smirk on his face as he pulled down his pants to let his hardened shaft spring out. You looked at his fat cock seeing it leak at the tip. The pretty color of his skin and pulsing veins had your eyes glued to him.

You got up and crawled over to him and gave him a flirtatious smile as he watched you. When he felt you grab his shaft giving a few pumps he let out a groan then felt your thumb slick over his tip. What he didn't expect was for you to lean forward sticking out your tongue to give a lick on his tip.

His eyes widened, blown with lust, watching you open your mouth and look up at him with innocent eyes. He let out a deep moan feeling your mouth wrap around him while he laid his head back and his hand in your hair. You tasted the slight salty sweet of his cum dripping from his tip onto your tongue. You couldn't fit all of him into your mouth so you swirl your tongue around the tip, sucking while you pumped the rest of him. He slowly started to buck his hips wanting to get deeper into your mouth feeling how close he was to his release.

Just to tease the yakuza boss you pulled your mouth away and gave him a smile as he looked at you with an annoyed look. “Did I say for you to stop?” He said as a warning but you just giggled at him and said “I wanted you to release in me.”

He smirked and grabbed your chin and said “I was going to release in you. Down your throat and watched you take me whole.”

You gave him a smile and moved your lips to give a suck to his thumb then pulled away “I want it in my womb. I want you to fuck me sukuna.”

Sukuna let out a growl and hooked an arm around you and whispered in your ear “turn around and get on your hands and knees.”

You felt your heart race as you did what you were told and hearing sukuna shifted behind you, feeling his weight on the bed.  What you didn't expect is him laying a smack of his open hand on the right cheek of your rear. You let out a sudden yelp and looked back at him feeling his hand sooth the tingling pain.

“Sorry kitten, you needed to be punished.” He chuckled then lined himself up behind you. You could feel his cock between your legs and slide across your folds with every slow movement of his hips teasing you.

A whimper escaped from you, his tip at your entrance still teasing then push himself inside. You moaned his name and pushed back, getting him deeper inside you and just wanting him to fill you up. “Sukuna please thrust.”

He smirked, saying “whatever my kitten wants.”

He thrusted at a normal slow pace but you wanted more of him so you started to push back harder to meet his thrust encouraging him to go faster. “Sukuna please..” you moaned out gripping the pillow as sukuna gripped your hips tightly and started to slam himself behind you. With every slam of his hips was bringing him closer to his release. 

“Sukuna keep going”

His hand trailed up your back and grabbed the back of your neck then pushed your head down with your cheek against your pillow showing a dominant side and hearing him let out a groan and thrust into you getting deeper, hitting that good spot over and over. 

When you finally felt that snap. You raised up onto your hands again and yelled his name while your breast bounced with every powerful thrust from him. 

“Sukuna!”

Hearing you scream his name and felt your warm gummy walls squeezing his cock, he let out a husky deep moan and creamed the inside of you as he leaned forward pressing  his body down on your back and hooked his arm around your neck letting go it rest against the bend of his arm and collapsed onto the bed letting him lay on top of you. He gave slow movements of his hips thrusting out your orgasm. 

Sukuna rolled off your back pulling out of you then laid onto his side with his arm still under your neck as you took deep breaths and leaned against him, hugging his arm and started to trace your fingers over his tattoos on his forearm that made his skin tingle.

“Sukuna….I love you..”

Ryomen froze hearing those words come out of your mouth, he didn't know what to do or say. He thought if he should say it back.

You noticed his silence and hid your face into his arm saying “sorry..I shouldn't have said that. It's just, I actually feel happy you are here minus what is going outside with you.”

He pulled you closer to him and gave light kisses to your neck and to your ear. “Darling those are dangerous words to say to me. You are the first woman that I slept with to say I love you.”

You turned around in his arms to face him and ran a hand along his jaw and gave him a soft smile. “Kuna..you are a dangerous beautiful man.”

Sukuna formed a smile on his face and chuckled as he leaned in closer to your face.

“I never had someone call me beautiful, it's usually sexy, hot, or yes boss.”

You giggled and nuzzled against his body and rested your head on his chest as his arms stayed wrapped around you.

“So you had women in bed call you boss.” You asked looking up at him and he let out a sigh saying “yes but just know these women were nothing special to me like you are.”

You couldn't help but to smile then hear yuji meow through the bathroom door.

Sukuna untangled his arms from around you and removed himself off the bed then picked up a shirt to cover himself in the front. You giggled with a smile gazing at his bare backside when he walked away to get yuji. Your eyes scanned over his back and muscles while biting your lip.

“Darling you should not do that around me.”

Sukuna dropped the shirt and placed yuji on the bed as he got into the bed as well, finding his place behind your body and held you close to him. Yuji let out a loud meow and nuzzled against your neck.

You could feel your heart swell. Feeling the love in the room made you feel like you have a family now. A moment like this with sukuna and the kitten, it's why you said you love him. You don't want these moments to end.

You didn't remember when you fell asleep but you woke up in the morning with sukuna laying beside you. The kitten is running around on the bed, walking all over sukuna, making you giggle.

“How long have you been up?” You asked him as he looked over at you saying “for an hour I think. I didn't want to wake you but since you are awake, do you want a shower with me?”

You gave him a flirty smile and leaned up, pressing your lips to his then pulled away saying “yes I will love to.”

Sukuna got out of bed as you did the same but wrapped a blanket around your naked body while yuji still stayed in bed asleep. “I will go get a towel for you.”

He smirked and went to start the shower while you walked out of your room to the hallway closet. Standing up on your toes you raised an arm to reach one of the towels as part of the blanket fell from the side of you exposing you.

“Well good morning.”

You froze, dropping the towel from your hand when hearing another voice in your home. When you looked over you saw the same white haired man that you ran into wearing his sunglasses. This had to be gojo one of sukuna's people but you couldn't help but to let out a scream from being startled. Your scream caught sukuna's attention as he ran out holding your blanket around his bare lower half and his gun ready.

Until he saw satoru sitting on the couch with a smirk on his face.

 “Fuck what are you doing here?”

You looked between them as sukuna looked to you and went over to your side and helped hid you from his  friends eyes. “I am sorry sweetheart. Why don't you go back into the room I started the shower. I will be there in a minute.” Ryomen told you in a husky low tone then pressed a kiss to your cheek and you gave him a nod and before you left giving gojo a glare and  a middle finger.

Gojo smiled and laughed watching you walk away as he said “well sukuna I can see why you are smitten by her. She is feisty and the body on her is not bad.”

Sukuna growled and stepped closer his way “I advise you not to disrespect my woman”, his voice laced with venom and threats. Satoru chuckled and waved his hand saying “oh behave we are in her home, why don't you go back and continue with her fun while I wait. I have things to discuss with you.”

Sukuna snarled at him and walked back into your room, tossing the blanket onto your bed and walked into the shower seeing you waiting for him with a smile. His eyes roamed over your body making a blush deepen on your face. Both of you stepped into the small shower feeling the water cover your body as you felt yourself pressed against his body since it was a small space. You moved to grab your soap and lathered your hands with it then pressed your soapy hands to his chest. You could hear his chuckle and felt it through your hands as you attempted to wash him down but it was just an excuse to touch him. Sukuna took your soap and grabbed your hip with his other hand to turn you around, keeping your back to him.

There was no words exchanged between each other but your bodies said it all. He squeezed the soap into his hands then his arms went around you to press the palm of his hand to your breast. Feeling him gently massage them with the soft silky feeling of the soap as he pressed his lips to the side of your neck. You leaned back against him with a moan, feeling his soapy hands trail down your stomach and over your hip making its way to your plum rear giving it a squeeze as you giggled.

Sukuna smirked against your skin and gave a light bite to your neck. “Let me do your hair next, stay still.”

As soon as you felt him lather your hair with soap he started to run his finger gently through it. The feeling of him running his fingers through your hair you had to let out a light moan and lean back against him. He quickly pulled his hands away and brought you under the water with him to rinse the soap off both your bodies. 

Sukuna wanted to do a little more than just take a shower. A hand trailed down the front of you as his other squeezed your breast. “Sukuna. We can't, we have a guest here.”

He let out a growl against your ear, his fingers snaked over your mound and started to rub your aching clit. “I don't care he can go fuck off. This is what he gets for interrupting our time.”

You let out a moan feeling his fingers toy with your bud and slip a thick long finger inside you. His hand let go of your breast to turn off the water as your moans started to fill the bathroom. 

Sounds of your slick wetness and moans echo off the shower wall while his lips sucked on the side of your neck. “Good girl, be as loud as you want.” His praise got you to moan his name louder feeling close to orgasm, he could feel your walls starting to tighten around his finger and hips buck, then he added another. His thumb made hard fast circles on your clit, feeling your hips buck against his hand more wanting him to get deeper. When you spread your legs wider and pushed back against him you felt his hard cock. You felt dizzy and drunk off pleasure you didn't care if his right hand man was out in the living room you needed sukuna.

“Kuna please fuck me on the bed I need you in me. I want your thick cock in me.”

All you got was a deep lustful chuckle mixed with a growl and felt him remove his fingers from you. “Little kitten didn't get enough last night.”

He quickly scooped you up into his arms and walked out of the bathroom. You looked up at him seeing his hair wet and partly down in a spikey way in front of his forehead. He suddenly dropped you on the bed as you rolled over onto your stomach then raised your rear up to him and laid onto your forearms. He got a full view you spread open and dripping just for him. “Oh darling you know just how to get what you want.”

Sukuna grabbed his shaft and gave it a few pumps before he positioned himself behind you and began to tease, sliding his tip back and forth across your folds. “Sukuna, please don't tease me.”

Each time his tip brushed and pushed over your clit you felt a jolt through you. 

“Kuna please just stick it in.”

“As you wish my love.”

Sukuna finally in one motion of his hips, you felt him pierce your entrance and filled you up to the length of him. A loud moan escaped from you as you pushed back wanting him as deep as he could possibly go. His hands gripped your hips almost tight enough to leave fingerprint bruising on your skin. Snapping his hips at a fast hard pace as you clutched your bedding and let him pound into you from behind. 

“Sukuna! Sukuna!”

You yelled his name already yourself about to snap. He let out a deep grunt feeling your walls tighten around his cock with every thrust he made.

“Fuck darling you are so tight.”

You could hold it any more. Feeling orgasm hit you, sending you in a blissful pleasure as you yelled out his name making your back arched as you pushed back into him.

The feeling of you creaming around his cock he let out a groan while thrusting out your orgasm as he let go of your hips then grabbed your arms to force you down onto the bed. With a few more movements of his hips, you felt him lean onto your back and press his lips to your ear.

“You want me to fill you up baby.”

His deep lustful voice just made you whimper in response. He got the answer and thrusted a few more pumps into you and gripped your wrist as he spilt his load inside you painting your walls white.

“Ryomen!”

“Fuck!”

He kept himself laid on your back feeling you pulse around him as he twitched inside of you and both breathing heavily.

“How do you feel?”

“I feel good. You think he is still here?”

“He is a perv. I know he still is listening to us.”

Sukuna kissed your shoulder then pulled your face closer to his and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. You smiled at his kind gesture and slowly got himself out of you then ran his hands slowly across your back and said “you take a minute to relax and come out when you are ready.  I am going to go see my idiot of a family.”

Sukuna got off from your back and placed on his clothes then walked out of your room closing the door then headed to the living room to see gojo with a wide smirk on his face. 

“What?” Sukuna said with a grumble in his voice.

“oh ryomen. Sukuna. Fuck.” Gojo teased with a female voice and started to laugh.

Sukuna crossed with his arm and snarled at him. “Shut up.”

Satoru placed his arm up on the couch and looked to his boss with a smile. “I didn't expect you to be so whipped by a woman before.” Sukuna stepped closer to him with threatening eyes and was about to tell him off but then stopped when hearing your door open then looked over to see you.

You gave them a shy smile as sukuna smiled lovingly at you while gojo watched the interaction between you both. 

“Hello. So you are the one that has been stalking me like a creep. How is the knife slash? You shouldn't have been such an easy target. I could have been the enemy.”

They both looked at you stunned, then sukuna started to laugh out loud and said “that is my girl!” You smiled and giggled then walked over to nuzzle against him. Satoru then moved and held up yuji in his hands saying “this little thing was laying on my lap the whole time. I am surprised you named him yuji.” Sukuna crossed his arms and said “it was her idea.”

“No it wasn't Kuna, you told me I should name him that and even the kitten agrees” you said looking at him as he looked at you. Gojo started snickering and said “you guys are already acting like a married couple.” Yuji pushed himself out of satoru's arms and walked on top of the couch and raised up his paws to sukuna with a meow. Sukuna smiled and picked up the kitten letting him crawl up onto his shoulders to sit on it.

Satoru smiled and leaned forward onto the back of the couch, his arms hanging off the back of it. You looked at him and crossed your arms and said “how did you even get in here?”

“Oh you left the window unlocked so I just crawled in.”

You looked over to sukuna crossing your arms, giving him a look. He cleared his throat and said “I might have forgotten to check everything before I came into bed with you.” Gojo smiled and looked at the blanket on the couch and smirked saying “you are still sleeping on the couch. So she got you out here. Man you must be whipped.”

Sukuna sent daggers to satoru as you looked between them. Then you walked over to sukuna wrapping your arms around his midsection as he lifted his arms looking at you confused.

“For your information gojo. The reason why the blanket is out is probably best for you not to hear. Sukuna sleeps in my bed like a king should.” Sukuna could have sworn he felt his heart combust. Instead of pushing him down saying the truth you instead built him up. He wished satoru would leave now so he can carry you back to bed and rail you in every position then call you his queen.

Sukuna looked at you and smirked saying “am I making breakfast or are you?”

You smiled up at him while hugging him tight saying “I like it better when you cook.” 

“Then I will make breakfast, any request?”

“Just some eggs for me.”

You both just stood there holding and staring at each other until gojo cleared his throat and said “why don't you both get married already.” Sukuna pulled away from you and walked over to the kitchen pulling out things to start cooking. Satoru smiled and raised his hand saying “I will take pancakes.” Sukuna grunted and said “you can go starve for all I care or even better you should leave.” You just giggled and walked over to pull yuji off of sukuna and walked over to sit with gojo, just wanting to have a conversation with him. 

“So gojo. What do you do in the family of curses?” You petted yuji as the cat curled in a ball resting on your lap. Satoru smirked and leaned back against the couch. “My job is to annoy your man and to also keep track on anyone. To know that person's entire life.” You smiled looking to yuji saying “so stalker material.” 

Sukuna started to chuckle and set up the plates and placed the food onto it “food is done brats.”

You got up along with gojo and went to take a seat at the table sitting across from sukuna. The whole conversation between the three of you was gojo talking about the younger days of sukuna. How he got his ass beat by the old boss. You giggled while eating as sukuna just sat there annoyed and pouting poking around at his food. He also mentioned that sometimes the wolves that belonged to another member would sometimes bites sukuna. Sukuna grunted, poking his eggs saying “I am a cat person.” Satoru chuckled saying “that is why you get so much pussy.” 

You quickly looked at him feeling a little embarrassed but then gojo went on about some of the women sukuna had encountered. 

“Hey sukuna, you remember the girl we brought who danced on you. Or the one that you body slammed onto the pool.” Gojo laughed as you just stared at your food he noticed this and said “oh no need to be jealous he didn't care for any of them.”

Sukuna moved his hand quickly and smacked satoru up the back of his head and said “shut the hell up.” He just laughed then looked at sukuna and said “so is she coming home with us or are you leaving her here?”

You looked at him not saying a word and the realization that after his wound is healed he will have to go back. He will leave you and who knows how many times you will get to see him after he is gone. 

“I am going to go to my room and let you two talk. Excuse me.” You got up and walked away leaving them alone. Sukuna looked over at gojo and growled out a “get out.” 

Satoru shrugged with a smirk and got up out of his seat. “Well she had to find out sooner or later, better now then to have her deeply in love with you then watch you break her heart.” 

“Get out!”

Gojo gave a pout and walked to the door saying goodbye then walked out of the apartment. Sukuna quickly went to your room seeing you laying in bed wrapped with the blankets and your back to him. “Y/n?”

He has never been so worried over someone like this. He never cared for what people think of him or when they cry. “Darling? Don't ignore me. Please.”

You finally looked over to him moving the blankets from you and his heart stopped seeing the tears in your eyes. He didn't like to see them in your eyes and that fact he said the word please, that word was not something he used. It was like weeks ago when he threatened your life seeing you cry but now he is here begging for you to speak to him.

“Are you really going to leave me?” 

The thought of you even thinking that he was going to leave you behind makes him chuckle.

“oh my silly girl. You are not going anywhere without me. You are coming with me wherever I go.” 

His hands softly cupped your face sitting down on your bed and wiped your tears away with his thumbs.

As you sucked in a breath you looked at him in the eyes seeing the mixture of concern and worry in them. It melted your heart to see how someone like him can be so worried about your well being. “Sukuna, I really care about you.” he softly smiled and leaned in closer to your face pressing his lips to yours. “I care about you more.” 

The rest of the night you watched a movie with sukuna, the movie you were watching was his little brothers favorite to watch. Yuji was even sitting on your lap staring at the movie. You smiled and nuzzled against sukuna while he held you close to him. When going to bed, you were pressed to sukuna's chest with your back against him and the kitten in your arms trying not to think of what gojo had mentioned.

The worries of sukuna raced through you mind that one day he may just leave you and never want to see you again. Or him just using you for one thing.

You just want to enjoy your time with him but only with time will show how he truly feels.

gojo loves to annoy sukuna and its getting spicy more.

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I have to wonder, but I don’t think the game is over after we defeat Malleus. Many suspect us as Yuu will be the next overblot which I do not doubt. But what if it’s either the dark mirror or Crowley himself?

For example, Crowley never tried to stop the overblots meaning he must have some bad motive behind it. Not to mention the dark mirror?

Take a look at this

The dark mirror has Maleficent’s insignia in between his eyes as you can see the horns.

What if the dark mirror is Malleona’s soul trapped inside the mirror like others are suspecting? Since Malleona is the descendant of evil aka Maleficent. It’s possibly that Crowley does remember Malleona but is playing the dumb bird that he is. What if Crowley plans to resurrect Malleona and that he is the next to overblot when we stop him! Crowley might also be using those who overblot as a human sacrifice. Human sacrifice are known to resurrect the dead in many horror films. So it’s possibly Crowley intentionally made the 7 to overblot to resurrect Malleona. In the first overblot, he didnt really look like wanted to save Riddle the first time.

If he is trying to sacrifice people, then that means he would even kill his own son if he is related to Malleus. Remember when Idia mentioned in chapter6 that he wondered if someone is intentionally making these overblot happening?

Malleona may have known of his plan. Therefore created Grim as Grim wanted to get inside the college but never knew why! Remember, Grim is an unknown monster species. Most likely he was created by magic! Plus if she is the dark mirror? She must’ve brought Yuu to stop Crowley’s plan all together with Grim. To her, Yuu is the key to stop the overblots and to get Grim to destroy Crowley’s plan.

Since Yuu was the one who took Grim in. This further makes Malleona’s plan to stop Crowley. Malleona most likely doesn’t want to be resurrected as to reason why she brought Yuu and Grim.

If what I’m thinking is correct? Crowley is a dead man!