#idr if this au had a tag.

[indigocaste]

@aquared au designs I was playing with

[zxal]

let's meet again

[mirrortouchedsea]

what if... anything rinne & kohaku post apocalypse au if u get any fun ideas? :3c

Thought lotsies about it while doing valkaloid fusion live stuffs

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Kohaku sighed as he finished the letter he was writing. He hadn't seen his sisters in months since they were accidentally separated during the same incident he had run into Niki and the others. Kohaku decided he should at least try to leave some sort of message for his sisters should they come through the area, but he wasn't sure the best way to go about actually leaving the letter out. In the elements it'd be exposed and potentially blown away in the wind or ruined in the rain but even in the most run down of shops it would be liable to being stolen by someone else. Well, he felt better after getting the words out on paper at least.

"Heyyyyy Kohaku-chan, whatcha writin'?" Ugh, that guy again. As much as Kohaku was grateful for the save, Rinne could be real damn annoying sometimes.

Kohaku tried to shruge Rinne's hands from his shoulders and failed. "Nothin' you need to worry about Rinne-han."

"Awwwww, poor Rinne-kun, his own friends always keepin' secrets from him." Kohaku swatted Rinne's hand away from the folded letter. "Go bother Niki-han or somethin'."

"But Niki-kyun is cooking right now and he threatened to take away my dinner if I did that. Oh this really is the worst day of my life!" Rinne leaned hard on Kohaku, practically pushing him all the way into the desk. And Kohaku knew HiMERU was out on watch and would murder Rinne if he so much as said a word near him.

"You are insufferable."

"Someone's learning from Merumeru I see~"

"Whatever--Hey!" Kohaku grabbed for the letter that had made its way into Rinne's hand. "I said its none of yer business!"

"Dear nee-hans~" Rinne started as Kohaku's face flushed. "Didn't know ya had sisters Kohaku-chan, you should've told us!"

"Yes you did you fucking loser we got separated the day I met you and I know for a fact that I told you I had two sisters."

"Soooo mean, maybe old man Rinne-kun just forgot. Well anyway, I s'pose I got what I came here for, so I'll leave ya be."

Kohaku was seriously about to blow up at Rinne! The nerve of that guy!

It took Kohaku a second too long to realize Rinne took the letter with him.

[swordfright]

Yea everyone has mob hybrid kids (except Dream). They all go on adventures and there’s a whole main storyline

that’s so cool… i get a bit emotional about how the canon story is over but it made such a monumental impact on people that viewers are still carrying on the story in our own ways :,,)

i like the idea that even though canon is absolutely brutal, the next generation on the server have a chance at happiness together

[silenthillmutual]

my buddy @doomednarrative tagged me in a fic writer's ask game so ^_^ let's do this!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

on my current account i have 154. being unemployed and hypomanic during lockdown will do that to you.

2. What is your AO3 wordcount?

895,907. i can't tell if that's a normal distribution for my fic count or not.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

at the moment: silent hill, bloodborne, and pathologic. most of what i have up there is for pathologic. i've got other fandoms up there though.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

eight, thirty-one - 1899 kudos (danganronpa)

to quote mika, age 35, of beirut, lebanon: "where have all the good (gay) guys gone?" - 1066 kudos (danganronpa)

(they long to be) close to you - 1021 kudos (mob psycho 100)

all jotaro wants for christmas is kakyoin (and he screws that up) - 810 kudos (jojo's bizarre adventure)

anticlimax - 796 kudos (danganronpa)

5. Do you respond to comments?

i've responded to most comments i've gotten, though it's always months late because i tend to read the e-mail first thing in the morning, head to work, and completely forget to respond. responding feels more personal. i know i'd be more likely to comment on someone's fics if i knew they appreciated it, so i try to make the effort, even if i struggle to know what to say.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

god this is old as hell but probably life in technicolor/the end of all things. they're life is strange style aus for one punch man and genos dies at the end of one of them, and at the end of the other the city is destroyed. the fics are connected, but i won't say how.

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

so tired, so tired, my heart and i (pathologic) is probably the sappiest i've ever written a fic so i'm guessing that one!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

occasionally. i got transmisogynist hate for when you finally get inovlved, face to face for writing chihiro as a trans girl, and it made me stop writing for danganronpa altogether. i got a guest user on some burakhovsky nsfw i posted (idr which one) who said "jesus christ, tag your trans shit". and someone who went off on me years ago called vita in motu (pathologic) "borderline mpreg" and they very much meant it derogatorily. so if i seem a lil paranoid about interacting w people there's a reason why lol.

9. Do you write smut? If so, which kind?

i do! i actually write more smut than i post because i am not showing everyone my oc/canon smut. like some friends will be able to see it but i'm not brave enough to show the whole world that. also a lot of au smut recently that has no context and i'm not posting it to ao3 without context.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest crossover you’ve ever written?

i did moreso in the past than currently. we're not gonna talk about the craziest one though<3 love and light

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

nah. i've had people write fic very inspired by stuff i've written but not copy-and-paste stolen, to my knowledge

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

people have asked but as far as i know it never happened. always thought it would be cool!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes!! w my buddy dj :) also published rps in the past that i shaped up into fics.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

mulder/scully is The Ship Of All Time to me. the blueprint.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

oh there's a few!!

a rebel without a case rewrite that i started because i wanted to fix what i saw as timing issues in the film.

an akira/mob psycho 100... crossover? au? both? i had some real ideas for that one but it's not going anywhere

a silent hill au for mob psycho 100 that apprently someone was interested in enough to try and make their own while referencing mine. it was an audience participation fic and i'm honestly upset that i lost steam on this one because it was a lot of fun!

a magnus archives statement from artemy burakh. the idea behind that one was that he saw daniil die, and then be replaced by another actor... but artemy's the only one who noticed the different actor.

literally dozens of pathologic fics that i have started like you have no idea just how much i have started for that stupid game.

16. What are your writing strengths?

i'm not sure! my partner says i do vagueness well, and the unease that comes with that. i think i do decent at introspection in general

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

action for sure. i tend to do better with thought than with action, so i can write really long scenes where absolutely nothing hapens. kind of an issue!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

i don't really do it because i only know like...extremely basic german and i feel it'd be a disservice to other languages to just google translate. i will occasionally describe characters using sign, but again... not knowing it, i don't feel comfortable just saying shit, you know?

19. First fandom you wrote for?

i wrote something like fanfic as a like, eight year old? for a book series i can no longer remember. but for first published fanfic it was either bones or soul eater. those fics might still be out there, who knows!

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

i don't really have one! i'm still really proud of o tempora, o mores (pathologic), vita in motu (pathologic), and my mind has changed my body's frame (bloodborne) <- less sure of that one bc not much feedback but y'know!

who shall i tag.... @stvlti, @brodyliciousbooty, @loudmound, @go-go-devil, @shogoakuji and anyone else who writes, consider yourself tagged :P !

[thegreatmaddu]

Rules: shuffle your 'on repeat' playlist and post the first ten tracks, then tag ten people.

Ty for tagging me @razmerry you know I'm a freak abt music!!

Included some of my thoughts on the songs but it's almost like 2am so it's a bit incoherent.

1- Frozen Heart - SIAMES

I think I was listening to this a lot when I was making a drawing of my object ocs, Ross and Percy, and it ended up in my on repeat. It also makes me think of Roger, it might be in his playlist now idr. This song devastates me in every possible way and I LOVE it. "Can we leave it behind? Cause I just don't know where we're going..."

2- Digital Silence - Peter McPoland

I just really like this song. It makes me think of Razmerry's patfw a lot (I still want to make a pmv with those characters with this song, btw), but lately I've been relating it a lot to my own ocs, specifically the old people cast of my comic Cursed Lights (except when they were younger :333). "This is the way that it is, this is the way that it always will be.."

3- Need 2 - Pinegrove

I like listening to this song when I go walk outside when the sun is just starting to set- my "sunset quests." I also just find a bit of relatability in this song. "It's nothing worth me saying aloud... so why do I seem to need to?"

4- Brutus - The Buttress

I literally love this song SOOOO much it's unreal. It's so Doggo and Nyx core. I want to make a pmv with this still so bad. Funny because when I first heard it I related it more to an au I had of Doggo, but now it fits very nicely with her character in canon. :) "I don't want what you had- I wanna be you!"

5- KICK BACK - Kenshi Yonezu

Tbh I don't know how this ended up here but this song has come on a lot lately in my liked songs so ig it makes sense??? Chainsawman opening, a banger fr. A very fun song to listen to.

6- Lovers - Kiltro

SWIFTPAW ZOMBIE AU MAPPPPP I had a part in it and was listening to this OBSESSIVELY. This song is seriously so good though, I'm glad the map introduced me to it. Again a song I've related to Ross and Percy, but also Roger CL. Roger. Rogerrrrr :,,,,,( my tragic old man, literally one of my favorite non main CL cast. "...All that's past or what comes next. Lovers, brothers, killers, friends..."

7- EXUVIUM - Crywolf

I'm so. I'm so normal about Crywolf songs. One of my favorite music artists like. Ever. And this song is one of my favorites, it's so insane. I love how bro screams for the last like 40 seconds of the song. Between the fact I listen to the album this is in frequently, and I've been (internally) planning an amv with my oc Smiley with this song lately, it's literally rarely left my on repeat LOLLL. "Lay waste to everything with your light..."

8- Gold Guns Girls - Metric

I've been getting into a lot of Metric songs lately, I really enjoy them. This is one of my favorites! I relate it to Daisy from my comic, as well :) I like to listen to this song when I'm in the shower sometimes, it's a fun sing along song. "I just wanna be your friend, is it ever gonna be enough?"

9- DOUBLE TROUBLE - Odetari

This is one of those songs that I don't really like half of the lyrics to HELP MEEE. I really like the main "Trouble, Trouble" part of the song and like the general pacing and rhythm of it but that's it. Makes me think of Damon and Robin since those two are literally double trouble haha. I didn't realize I listened to it a lot.

10- Song About Me - TV Girl

I like listening to this one, it's fun. I wanted to make something with it with Melody and Mimic, but idk if I ever will finish it :// I really love the little voice in the back that repeats everything. "But who really cares? If it was all in my mind, if it was all in my mind, to begin with."

I do NOT have 10 people to tag haha. Don't feel obligated to do this if I tagged you!

@greatsylveon2007 @rosia4309 @gloomforrestrunes @iyote @cassettepulp

[leatherbookmark]

a tag reply to this poll in a post form, because i forgot tumblr eats tags :(

we don't know anything about either of the nie mothers... but honestly any of them living would probably make the situation better for the new sect leader!nmj. he would probably still die of the saber illness, but at least he would have had a mom, although i'm not sure if a nie mom still living would have changed anything re: nhs's revenge. would she encourage him? discourage? or would she one day ask sect leader jin for a talk because she's worried about a-sang and like... put poison in his tea? idk!

the inclusion of xy's mom is interesting, because this is like the first mention of her i've EVER seen in this fandom. i do obviously think he would lead a happier life if he wasn't a homeless orphan. and i do want him to be happy! but at the same time. i'm sorry to say it. but i do love crunchy little bastard a-yang. it's a bit like those aus where mme lan escapes with the lads in tow and cssr+wcz survive as well, and they somehow pick up ms with a-yao and they all raise their kids as wandering cultivators and everyone's happy. like YEAH but where's the crunch! the emotional issues! it's kinda boring when no one's insane(ly troubled) :0 s-sorry;;

cssr... are we only saving her or her and wcz? well, either way wwx doesn't end up at the lotus pier, and both he and the jiang siblings probably have less Troubled minds. maybe they're still friends because i guess yzy wouldn't mind THAT much if jfm's Very Much Married friends came for a visit. yknow as compared to... the actual situation

mme lan is actually interesting because we don't really know what would happen to her if she. well. didn't die (for whatever reason). like, iirc in mdzs qhj died after the wens attacked the cloud recesses, and i think he was still in seclusion during that time. this could mean that mme lan's situation would be similar. just... locked away and unable to leave even when her sons are of age. now it would be interesting if she used the wens' attack to run away on her own (if it was possible). maybe she and lxc could have ran away together and now THAT'S an idea for a fic!! i doubt she'd want to go back to the cloud recesses after the war so i think lxc could just... help her settle somewhere and visit her, with lwj or jgy, from time to time. idr if she was a wandering cultivator like cssr or if that's fanon, but she could do whatever she wanted! finally for the first time in Twenty Fucking Years !! GOOD FOR HER.

MENG SHI... i'm seeing some voices that meng shi surviving would make everything much much less murdery which... i'm not so sure! i don't think meng yao the meng yao could have earned enough money to buy his mother's meds AND pay off her debt to the brothel. in this case even if meng shi lives to find out the great cultivator jgs had her son (his son!) kicked down the stairs of the jlt, and changes her mind about him... jgy still desperately needs to free his mother and still make her proud. and the jin sect is the richest. it's entirely possible he still strives to be accepted only to commit Fraud and pocket 1/4th of a golden napkin fund to free his mother and buy her a safe and comfortable house somewhere. and then he'd still need the money to send her.

he probably would have chosen to kill jgs earlier and in a different way -- or maybe he wouldn't kill him at all if his mother was there to tell him that it doesn't matter and that it seems jgs never cared about them after all. maybe jgy would just resign himself to working himself to the bone for a father that gives less of a fuck about him than the nie captain/jin commander/etc! because he can’t really... quit, because in his case, after all he’s already done, with all he already knows about jgs and his ambitions, you can’t really walk away because you’re a potential danger! even as a son of a sex worker! not that a kicked out of the jinlintai for the 2nd time!jgy would be particularly revenge-focused, but. still.

also, if jgy decided to “quit” and still lived, somehow, either way his good opinion would be pretty much ruined. if jgs gets rid of his heroic bastard who won the war, there must be something REALLY wrong with him. i imagine it would be rather difficult to find a well-paying job in circumstances like these. on the other hand... lxc could offer both jgy and ms free living quarters in the cloud recesses, as thanks for saving his life and rebuilding his home. jgy wouldn’t be the ~lan-furen~ (sighing forever that the fandom is so set on using this term but ah well) but rather a regular disciple, or perhaps a guest disciple. i... think this would be better than nothing? and as a disciple, he could still technically rise thanks to his own merit and not because someone Up There feels this or that way about him. success!

of course, a perfect situation is jgy shanking jgs earlier and in a slightly different way, but even then i’m wondering because like... i’m not sure if everyone in jinlintai would be ok with jgy installing ~a prostitute~ in there as the current sect leader’s honourable mother. on the other hand, i don’t want jgy to be forced to send her off somewhere safe but remote! i want them to be together! on the other other hand there’s still the qin su situation. although maybe like... maybe meng shi could help there? i don’t know. wait, what was the question again

IN CONCLUSION i would save them all, just because i want them to live (duh) and everyone deserves a living mom who loves them. BUT the poll is merciless, so if i have to choose i’d like to pick an option that’s the most interesting to me, and that’s mama lan and meng shi. and meng shi wins, but not by a large margin! in my dreams there is a long, good fic where they both live :’)

[wilsweb-asientour]

Tag 14. 17.07.2023

Reise zurück nach Singapur. Ein relativ ruhiger Tag fing damit an, dass wir aus unserer Villa auscheckten und in ein lokales Café fuhren. Wir nahmen Frühstück zu uns und Wilson kümmerte sich um administrative Sachen i.B.a. sein Auslandssemester in Schweden. Webster lief dafür los um für Nic eine Bali-Cappie zu kaufen. Nach einer 90-minütigen Suche verhandelte Webster und kaufte 2 Cappies für 170K IDR anstatt von 450K IDR (ca. 10€), er war enorm stolz auf seinen Erfolg. Wir fuhren dann gemeinsam zum Flughafen, aßen kurz was vorm Einchecken und flogen verspätet los. Nic holte uns dann 00:00 Uhr vom Flughafen ab, übergab uns unsere großen Gepäckstücke (hatten wir in Singapur gelassen) und fuhr uns zu McDonalds. Zwei sehr müde Bengel aßen einen Big Mac und die lokale Delikatesse mit Namen „McSpicy“ und fuhren ins Hotel. Pünktlich 01:30 Uhr ging’s ins Bett denn eine lange Nacht erwartet uns. Genau 03:30 Uhr wird nämlich unser Taxi kommen…

Day 14. July 14, 2023

Journey back to Singapore. A relatively quiet day started with us checking out of our villa and heading to a local café. We had breakfast, and Wilson took care of administrative matters related to his semester abroad in Sweden. Webster went off to buy a Bali-Cappie for Nic. After a 90-minute search, Webster negotiated and bought 2 Cappies for 170K IDR instead of 450K IDR (about £10), and he was extremely proud of his success. We then went to the airport together, grabbed a quick bite before check-in, and departed with a delay. Nic picked us up from the airport at midnight, handed over our large suitcases (which we had left in Singapore), and drove us to McDonald's. Two very tired chaps had a Big Mac and the local delicacy called "McSpicy" before heading to the hotel. We promptly went to bed at 1:30 am as a long night awaited us. Our taxi will arrive at precisely 3:30 am.

[laufire]

🌹🥰🥰🥰🥰

Emori sank her teeth in their prey and, as he always did, John gave himself a moment to admire the view before following suit.

Not that long ago, as a human, John had been obsessed with how people ate. Those who did it quick and risked a stomach ache, those who savoured their food, the picky eaters who never left their plates empty -and who he hated and loved in equal measures. He’d watched them all. Often with a roaring belly.

Emori was a glutton. She never wasted a drop, her grip on her meal vice-like, steady and determined. It had told John that she, like him, had gone hungry, and that she wouldn’t allow it to happen again to either of them.

for every “🌹” received in my inbox i’ll post ADD one random sentence paragraph of to a random WIP i’m currently writing, and post it

[yusuke-of-valla]

hey i was looking at ur old wips and im curious about the one involving cognitive ann, is it a fic where 'annie' breaks free from her cognitive state and becomes a real person?

Oh yeah! Gosh I haven’t thought about that in a long time but the basic idea was that cognitive Ann accidentally escapes Kamoshida’s palace and at first has all of Kamoshida’s biases and doesn’t understand why people like original Ann more than her with my eventual thoughts for her character arc being her growing out of that, after a lot of trauma from realizing that she’s kind of inherently two dimensional but also getting to experience that there is more to life than what Kamoshida thought the world was like

Also there was a subplot/variation of this constantly happening where they ended up with a bunch of cognitive versions of the PT all living together over Crossroads and it’s still probably the most cursed thing I’ve suggested

[vennilavee]

LOVE TALK

pairing: bartender sukuna x reader (modern au)

summary: your love language doesn't quite align with sukuna's love language.

warnings: feelings of insecurity, smut (choking, spitting, some dirty talk, penetrative sex, kissing); this is an 18+ story

word count: 5.9k

a/n: written for mz kentobean and from the valentines day prompts i reblogged a while back. enjoy! idr who was on my tag list from before so i tagged a few people from memory

Most people, including Sukuna himself, would not expect a sensitive, genuinely nice girl to be with a gruff, rough-around-the-edges kind of guy like him. You are clear opposites in many aspects, and most times, it doesn’t get to Sukuna. He knows you’re brave, you challenge anything that isn’t right, behind your bright smile is a sleeping lion.

You challenge him everyday, forcing him to think outside of what has always been normal for him. Not to mention how sharp your tongue is.

Just because you love him doesn’t mean you’re easy on him.

Your relationship with Sukuna isn’t new, but you’re still navigating what it means for you both. Sometimes you think you understand him, you think you’ve got a handle on the inner workings of Ryomen Sukuna. And then other times, you think his stony, cold gaze might be the end of you even if it’s hardly ever directed at you. Sometimes you can’t tell what he’s thinking and you find seeds of insecurity burying itself in your heart.

You can’t help it. Sukuna comes to you late after long nights at work without saying much to you, only wanting to hold you close in bed as you watch your show together on the tiny television in your bedroom. You’d run a hand through his hair and look at him with sleepy eyes and ask about his day. Sukuna wouldn’t reply, only telling you to be quiet because he was exhausted.

But not too exhausted to kiss you and bury himself in your warmth.

He’d promised you that he would buy you a bigger tv someday, when he didn’t have to work nearly eighty hour work weeks and had more time (and money).

In your heart, you know that he believes in your relationship. Sukuna is not a man who does anything half-heartedly. You were the woman who caught his eye when you had scolded one of his bartenders in his bar for watering down your drink. He was smitten from then, whether he had known it or not. (He’d been in denial over you for a long time, trying to convince himself that you were just an annoying pest with nothing but a desire to get under his skin. What was a sweet thing like you doing at a bar called Kings and Curses anyway?)

You know Sukuna loves you- he keeps a photo of you in his wallet, everything he does is with you and your future together in mind, he always holds you close and is very protective of you wherever you are. You’ve already met his little brother Yuuji and his friends. He’s incredibly thoughtful as well, the minute you text him telling him you’re not feeling well, he brings your favorite foods and your favorite wine. He’s perceptive of you and Sukuna always has a hand on you, your arm, your lower back, your thigh. He’s always touching you and you didn’t care about being touched this much until you met him.

You didn’t realize how touch starved you were until you met him. You know he loves you but sometimes you’d like to hear it, too. You don’t want anything sappy or overdone, you just want him to be open with you.

Truthfully, you don’t mind most days that you talk but you don’t talk to him. But lately, he’s physically with you but not with you. Even if he doesn’t say it to you that often, you know he loves you.

But it feels like you’ve been trying to convince yourself of it more often than not.

*************

“Hey,” you say tentatively, “How was your day?”

“Same shit, different day,” Sukuna shrugs, “Whatever.”

“Nothing interesting happened?” you ask, rubbing his chest comfortingly. You kiss the underside of his jaw, and then his lips in greeting. He likes seeing you like this, a little sleepy and comfortable in your pajamas with a glow to your skin. But he’s starting to get irritated from all of the long hours and late nights working.

He wants to see you when it’s not just time for bed.

His brows are furrowed in annoyance and his jaw is clenched. Something has made him angry and you don’t know what.

“Nothing interesting ever happens,” Sukuna shrugs. You can feel him slipping through your fingers.

“Are you hungry?” you ask in a small voice, “I made-”

“No, I’m not fucking hungry. Just so fucking tired of this shit-”

“Of what-” you ask but he continues to cut you off.

“All of this shit. God, I just want to sleep,” he groans.

“Okay, but aren’t you hungry? It’s nearly midnight, I’m sure you haven’t eaten much,” you reply, turning on your heel to head for the fridge, “Why don’t you go shower and food’ll be ready?”

“Didn’t you hear me? I’m going to bed. You coming?” Sukuna replies rather dismissively. You raise an eyebrow.

“Excuse me? Do not dismiss me like that-” you glare at him, crossing your arms over your chest, “I know you had a long day, but don’t take that shit out on me, baby.”

He raises an annoyed eyebrow. “Why are you fighting me right now?”

Your temper begins to flare when nonchalance coats his voice, but you take a few seconds before responding. “I feel like you’ve been incredibly dismissive of me for the last few weeks. I’ve barely had a real conversation with you-”

“I’ve been fucking tired-”

“Tired? Really? You somehow aren’t tired enough to hang out with Toji every fucking week-”

“Seriously? Are you jealous of Toji?” Sukuna asks, condescension dripping on his tongue. It absolutely incenses you.

“You’re being a dick, you’re not understanding what I’m trying to say.”

“So then explain. Are you trying to say we don’t hang out? I come home to you every night-”

“Am I supposed to be grateful that you decide to grace me with your presence from the hours of 12 AM to fucking 8 AM? And that you’ve chosen me to fuck? You don’t even talk to me anymore. You just fuck me and go to bed. Whatever, Sukuna.”

You turn to head into the bedroom as tears threaten to spill from your eyes. Sukuna tries to reach for you to maybe give you a kiss, but you’re too upset to accept his touch.

“Baby…” he trails off, unsure of what to do. You shrug and disappear into your bedroom, eager to bury yourself under the comforters and cry. Sukuna doesn’t recall the last time you had both fought to this degree, much less gone to bed upset, hurt, and angry.

But now that it’s in his face, you’re right. Like always. Sukuna doesn’t remember the last time he held an actual conversation with you and he recognizes the signs of you wanting his attention.

And him brushing you off in return.

You feel the bed dip next to you and resist the desire to wrap yourself around his warmth. It chokes you, a sudden wave of sadness washing over you and pushing a sob out of your chest and into the silence of the night.

“We’re not going to bed like this,” Sukuna murmurs, reaching for your waist and pulling you into his chest.

“I don’t want to talk to you right now,” you say stubbornly but still relax in his embrace. You press your teary cheeks into his chest and he rubs your back before wiping your eyes.

“Oh, now you don’t want to talk?” Sukuna says, trying to get a smile out of you but instead, it just infuriates you further.

“Are you fucking serious?” you fume, and pull away from him. You turn on your side, facing away from him. Sukuna stares at your back.

“Don’t be like this, baby,” he tries again.

“Don’t be like what exactly?” you scoff, “Whatever. We can talk when you decide you want to talk, not when you feel like you have to.”

And that’s that.

You absolutely hate going to bed upset with Sukuna, not that it’s happened many times before. Not to this degree at least. Maybe you should have listened to him and talked it out instead.

No. He doesn’t need to know that.

Sukuna tries to get you to talk to him and much to his chagrin, you don’t respond well to his attempts. You don’t feel much like talking and you tell him as much. Your feelings are hurt and you feel like wallowing for a bit and it doesn’t help that he responds the way he does.

He’s harsh and blunt, and this is not new information.

“So you gonna talk to me today about why you’re mad at me or are you going to keep fucking ignoring me?”

You bristle. “It doesn’t sound like you want to talk.”

Sukuna pinches the bridge of his nose and inhales deeply. “I don’t need this right now. I’m trying to fucking talk to you and this is what I get? Yeah, I’m going to sleep on the couch.”

You falter at that. You don’t recall your fights with him ever being that terrible where he ended up on the couch. “The couch?”

“You clearly don’t want me near you. So yeah, the fucking couch.”

And he goes, leaving you colder than you’ve ever been. Sukuna can’t stand the distance between you both- he’s itching to hold you, to mumble into your skin that he loves you so much and he can’t stand this, that he’s sorry he hurt you.

But the right words just don’t come and your sad eyes flash in his mind as he tries to sleep.

You’re not used to being in bed without Sukuna, and you don’t like it. You can’t sleep without him usually, much less without him when you both are fighting. You don’t like that this is what it’s come to, despite the words being ready on your tongue. It’s hard for the words to spill from your lips. It makes you feel silly but you know you’re not asking for too much.

There’s no reason for you both to go to bed without each other. He’s definitely still awake as well, most likely replaying your last conversation in his mind. Your feet move once you make up your mind and you take your comforter with you.

You can feel his dark eyes tracking your movements as you trek into the living room.

“Sukuna,” you mumble sadly. He thinks you’re cute, standing there awkwardly with your comforter wrapped around your shoulders like a cape. Wordlessly, he opens his arms up for you to climb into his embrace and you do, instantly sighing in relief when he wraps himself around you. It must look comical, the way you both are intertwined with each other on the couch when the bed is literally right there.

But neither of you want to make a sound or want to move. It’s much easier to fall asleep when his arms are around you and when your cheek is pressed against his bare chest. Sukuna kisses your forehead, his lips featherlight and uncharacteristically gentle.

“Your brother, who is coincidentally the love of my life, is a jackass,” you inform Yuuji after a sip of your coffee. Hanging out with the younger brother of your boyfriend wasn’t out of the ordinary, but this specific coffee date had a purpose.

“Oh boy, what did he do now?” Yuuji asks curiously. As far as he knew, you were both happy and in love. He’s happy for his brother to have found a nice person like you.

“He- just-,” you sigh, “I don’t know. He doesn’t talk to me or tell me how he feels. About me, or about much else unless it pisses him off.”

“He’s a little emotionally stunted, especially when it comes to feelings,” Yuuji shrugs, “But you knew this, didn’t you?”

He asks it so innocently that a sarcastic reply doesn’t even form on your lips.

“Yeah,” you nod, “I did…”

“He has a photo of you in his wallet and the only person he answers the phone to immediately is when you call,” Yuuji reminds you gently after a bite of food, “He’s not good with his words, or at least that’s what he thinks.”

“I know. I just…need to hear from his mouth sometimes. Like if he went more than a day without touching me, he’d throw a fucking fit-”

“Yeah, I really don’t need to hear from my sibling-in-law about how my brother touches you,” he scoffs and your face heats up at the implication. Yuuji says it so easily that you don’t think he even recognizes what he said. “Maybe you should tell him.”

“I have! He doesn’t listen. He takes it as a joke, I think, like it’s my love language,” you trail off, a little sadly, “Sukuna’s so busy these days. He barely makes time for himself, let alone for me.”

Yuuji makes a sympathetic little noise. “He forgets that things are better than they were when we were growing up. He knows but… maybe you should remind him again.”

Sukuna’s glaring at the rack of weights as if they’d personally wronged him. He decides that lifting isn’t enough. Today, he’s going to blow off some steam by paying a visit to Fushiguro Toji in his boxing gym.

Specifically, he’s going to blow off some steam by getting better acquainted with his favorite punching bag tucked away in the corner of the gym.

Toji watches his friend glare at the punching bag as if it’s the solution to his woes. Sukuna has been here for hours now and the sun has long gone down. In the last few years (really, over a decade now), Toji has gotten to know Sukuna relatively well. Especially considering that Yuuji and Megumi have been best friends since they were teenagers. If Sukuna’s here this late, looking as angry and frustrated as he does…

Toji can only deduce that it means that Sukuna doesn’t necessarily want to go home.

“So what is it? Work? Relationship troubles?” Toji asks, leaning against the wall. From the way Sukuna tenses up, he assumes it’s the latter.

“Mind your fuckin’ business, Fushiguro,” Sukuna all but growls, shooting him a death glare which would intimidate anyone else. Toji laughs derisively in response.

“Spit it out before you ruin another one of my punching bags,” Toji says easily, earning himself another glare. But Sukuna doesn’t listen, instead telling him to fuck off once more.

“Fine, then let’s spar,” Toji shrugs and Sukuna follows him into the ring with another testy roll of his dark eyes, “Maybe that’ll help your dumbass, huh?”

“Shut the fuck up,” Sukuna says, but smirks at him anyway.

The first punch feels as good as the last.

“She says I don’t fucking talk to her,” Sukuna finally mutters after about an hour of throwing jabs and punches at Toji, sweat lining his brow and making his normally pink hair appear a darker shade, “Everything’s for her, and she says I don’t fucking talk to her.”

And Toji begins to understand. He hasn’t been married for nearly twenty years by not understanding, after all.

“Well, have you fucking talked to her?”

“...No.”

“Then there’s your first fuckin’ problem. How long has it been?”

“About a week and a half-”

“A week? You let this shit go on for a fuckin’ week? You’re more stupid than I thought.”

“Fuck you, Fushiguro-”

“Shut the fuck up, which one of us is in a twenty year long marriage?” Toji asks bluntly and it’s possibly the first time Sukuna has ever held his tongue, “You should go fuckin’ talk to her about why she feels alone and why you feel like working all the time is a good fuckin’ idea. Instead trying to pull a fuckin’ muscle fighting me. We both know you’ll never win.”

Sukuna rolls his eyes and throws a purposely weak punch at Toji’s jaw that he easily dodges and returns at full power.

“And do it soon, because my wife is planning for a dinner in a few weeks and I won’t have awkwardness in my house if you both are fucking broken up.”

“We need to fucking talk,” you declare when you emerge from your bedroom still in your light blue blouse and your grey pants that you wore to work. Your makeup is still pristine from the morning, only your lip gloss has faded away.

Sukuna knows the heat in your dark eyes. You’re on a mission. It’s funny because today was the day he was going to do it, he was going to spill to you exactly how he felt and give your relationship exactly what it needed. As always, you beat him to the punch.

“I’m not losing you or our fucking relationship because you won’t talk to me. So either you’re gonna fucking talk to me, or I’m gonna force it out of you. Because the more space I give you, the more you’ll pull away. Do you understand? Are we clear?”

Sukuna can’t help the warmth in his cheeks. He likes when you toss him around, after all.

“Uh,” he says rather stupidly, “Hello to you, too.” Sukuna drops his backpack and eyes you warily. He rubs the back of his neck. He wants nothing more than to feel the heat obviously radiating off of your bare skin, feel how angry you are with him with your thighs around his head. But he says nothing and swallows.

“Take a seat, my love. I made us drinks.”

Sukuna holds off on taking a sip of his drink (it’s his favorite, and he won’t have a sip of the drink that you made him until he says his piece). He squares his shoulders , adjusts his posture and pushes his lewd thoughts of unbuttoning your blouse to kiss your chest out of his mind.

Longing washes over him even though you’re right next to him, waiting patiently for him to say something.

“I’m sorry,” he finally says, his voice gruff, “I’m sorry I made you feel alone and like someone who just warms our bed. I’m just fucking sorry and I don’t want to lose you.”

Sukuna’s eyes are on you, meeting your gaze. His ears are a little pink but he’ll never not meet your eyes. You offer him a warm smile and even reach over to hold his hand.

“I know you feel like you have to work all the time,” you murmur, your voice soft and honeyed, “To create a future for us where we don’t have to worry about money and security. But… I think we’re okay, you know. Things aren’t like how they were when we were growing up. When you were growing up.

I love you so much and I love that you think of the future you want to build with me. But I also want you to be in the present with me. I just want you to talk to me. I don’t want anything elaborate except for your time and…for you to tell me what’s on your mind. That’s not asking for much. I don’t want to lose you but you have to talk to me, too. I don’t want to change you. I love you for you but I just…you have to talk to me, too.”

Your dark eyes are wide and expectant once your voice tapers off, patiently waiting for him to speak. He’s not good at this (it’s not new knowledge to you either) but still, he tries. For you.

“You…” he starts and you only smile at him in encouragement, “You’re too good for me, do you know that? Too fuckin’ soft and good. And I work all the fucking time because it’s hard not to. You know how it was, how everything was a struggle. But I fucking made you feel alone in the process, when I was focused on the future. You should be with someone better-”

“Stop that fucking shit,” you say loudly and clearly, irritation clear on your face, “I hate that shit. Don’t question my choices when I’m not asking you to do much.”

It’s not the first time that Sukuna doesn’t know what to say to you. Emotion is thick in his voice when he finally speaks. “I just… can’t fucking lose you. Not like this.”

“So then show me.”

“I got you these,” Sukuna says gruffly, meeting your eyes from the kitchen. He’s just toed his boots off and hung his jacket up in the too small closet and is now staring you down as if you’ve personally accosted him. You’re seated on the couch, wine glass in your hand and you look behind him in confusion.

“They’re your favorite, right?”

Before you can reply, the bouquet of fresh sunflowers, roses and peonies is sailing through the air only to land in your lap. You can’t help but laugh.

“You just threw my favorite flowers at me,” you state with an amused grin.

“Yes, astute observation,” he mutters, scratching the back of his neck. Despite his attempts in looking unaffected and as if getting you flowers was a nuisance, his cheeks are dusted pink.

“Thanks, baby,” you beam at him, sunshine bleeding out of your damn eyes, “What’s this for?”

“I made reservations tonight for seven-thirty,” Sukuna continues, busying himself with inspecting a nonexistent chip in his black nail polish.

“You don’t have to work?” you ask, rising from the couch to close the space between you both. You know he’s been trying with you- asking you more questions and talking to you more instead of shutting off when he was stressed. He’s even stopped working late as many days, as difficult as that was for him to let go of.

You never wanted him to change who he was. You just wanted him to talk to you.

“I don’t. Don’t make a big deal because it’s not. It’s just dinner,” he warns you when your smile widens and you look at him with hearts in your eyes.

“And my favorite flowers,” you add. Sukuna rolls his eyes.

“Do you have a crush on me or something? That’s so embarrassing,” you tease (you can’t help it, not when your usually gruff man is showing you a sliver of vulnerability).

“Shut up, dumbass,” Sukuna says with no heat in his voice. He pulls you into his chest with hardened eyes as he traces your jaw with his finger. He wraps a calloused hand loosely around your throat, pressing along the sides of your windpipe with a practiced precision (as if he’s been here a thousand times before- and he has). Your eyes are wide, glazed over with desire dripping from your pupils.

And then he flicks your forehead. Hard.

“I love you. You know I fucking love you so don’t question it again.”

Sukuna gives you his full attention, his gaze never once straying from yours. He likes to keep you seated next to him (so he can touch you easily), and this time is no different. You glitter under the dim lights of the restaurant, likely filled with other couples enjoying an evening. But he only has eyes for you, and he thinks he only ever will have eyes for you.

He rubs your bare thigh mindlessly with his thumb as you tell him about your day, about the silly thing your friend did. About how you think you need more plants in your already plant infested home, how you’re almost finished with the book you’re reading and how you’re running out of your favorite coffee beans.

It’s all so incredibly, wonderfully mundane and Sukuna can’t help but cut you off in the middle of your ramblings with a sharp kiss. Your protests die on your tongue- neither of you care that you’re in a very public place (though you’re both tucked away in a corner where nobody is really watching you). The taste of your wine is ripe on your tongue, the buzzing in your brain turned into a pleasant hum when he snakes a hand around your waist to squeeze your ass.

A trail of spit connects your lips to his when he pulls away and the familiar flare of possessiveness in his belly when he sees the dazed look in your eyes nearly makes him kiss you again.

“Careful, Sukuna,” you say, honey dripping from your bitten lips, “You might fall in love with me-”

“I’m keeping you,” he mumbles into your skin, “I want you forever.”

And he kisses you again.

********

Sukuna pulls you into his chest and presses you against the door as soon as he closes it and locks it behind him. You already know how he operates- Sukuna is nothing if not a creature of habit. His favorite thing in the world to do is to enjoy an evening with you and end the night in between your legs or with your soft thighs clamped around his head, your hands tugging his pink locks.

“Dinner was great, right?” you ask breathily as his big hands cradle your hips. He hums in reply and takes his time unbuttoning your coat and sliding it easily off of your shoulders. His rough fingers are gentle over your arms, tracing over your bare shoulders before hanging your coat up for you.

Sukuna doesn’t allow you to move an inch as he gets on his knees and peers up at you from in front of you.

“You wanna eat me out right here? ‘M not even wet yet,” you joke. It’s a lie and you both know it.

“No, stupid. I’m taking your heels off,” he rolls his eyes and pinches your bare thigh. Raising your foot and leaning against the door, you push your foot into his broad chest. His touch is slight but firm when the pads of his fingers roll into your calf and then your ankle. Sukuna doesn’t let go of your gaze, holding it with his own.

“You look good down there,” you muse, head tilted to the side when you push your bare toes into his chest once your heels are off.

A barely heard chuckle escapes his chapped lips. “Yeah, don’t get used to it.”

Except this is what Sukuna always does when you both enter the threshold of your home together. Undressing you is one of his favorite activities, especially after a night out together. If it were up to him, he’d keep you next to him, under him, by his side in the comforting walls of your home.

But it’s not just up to him. So he cherishes the way goosebumps rise on your heated skin and the way your breath hitches when his fingers trail up your thigh- up and up and up.

You don’t hide the way your body reacts to him. His fingers brush against your panties and your hips buck into his touch, a wanton sigh escaping your lips. There’s no reason to, after all. There’s no need to pretend that the tattoos that peek out from his unbuttoned dress shirt don’t make you weak in the knees. You are pliant and bendable with his thick but nimble fingers. He’s dragging this out, making you click your tongue impatiently with wanting. It’s not that you don’t like when he’s like this. It’s that you’ve missed him.

So you tug on his hand and wordlessly ask him to stand up so you can slip your tongue into his mouth easily. Sukuna cradles your cheek gently, swallowing your little moans and soft hums. Your hands wander over his chest, his torso, his arms before settling over his ass. And you squeeze generously, laughing into his kiss when he gasps in surprise.

“Come here, princess,” Sukuna murmurs with a smirk, returning your squeeze with a rough squeeze of his own. You grin salaciously as heat warms your belly and you look at him with syrupy eyes.

Those eyes are reserved for him and him only. He surges forward once more to capture your lips with his in a rush of possessiveness. Sukuna never wants you to look at another man with those sweet eyes. Your body is pressed tightly against his as if he’s trying to pull you into his own soul.

“Baby,” you purr, nipping his earlobe and pulling a soft grunt from him, “I want you bad, baby.” Sukuna smacks your ass and hauls you over his shoulder as if you weigh nothing.

********

“Baby,” Sukuna hisses, his voice low with lust, “Fuck, baby, you were made for me. Look at you.” His large hands are tight around your hips as he glides easily in and out of your velvety walls, groaning loudly when you squeeze him. The pale purple sheets beneath your belly muffle your hoarse moans and nonsensical calls of his name.

Your skin is damp with sweat and the sheets are already damp with your slick and remnants of his cum. You’ve lost count of how many times he’s made you cum by now, your thighs already deliciously sore. He’s had you bent over, on your knees, in his lap, on your back and while you’re a little tired- you can’t get enough of him. You just want to make him feel good with you, around you, in you…

Sukuna uncurls your hands which are clenched into fists, gripping the sheets tightly. He intertwines his fingers with yours and squeezes your hand, mesmerized by the way your ass bounces with every thrust of his cock in your pussy. Your hand grazes his thigh when you reach behind and he smacks your ass lightly (he knows you’re a little tired, after all).

You moan into the sheets and shudder when he stills inside of you. Sukuna leans over and kisses the back of your neck, down your spine and you whine. A wave of affection washes over you. “Baby,” you mumble, “Wanna see you-”

Sukuna wraps an arm around you, just below your tits and pulls you up so that your back is pressed against his chest. His breaths are soft against your skin, enough for goosebumps to rise. Warmth bursts in every one of your nerve endings when he pulls you even closer, somehow. He presses his lips to the side of your neck and kisses you delicately as he starts to move inside of you once more.

“You got me so fucked up,” he pants lowly into your ear, “Fuck, I love you, look at me-”

Sukuna grips your throat and applies pressure just the way you like while he holds you steady. You don’t reply, your head lolling on his shoulder. Your cheek is pressed against one of the many tattoos that grace his body and you dart out your tongue to lick his sweaty skin.

He tugs your jaw towards him so he can see the darkness in your fucked out, hazy eyes. There is nothing in your mind except for him, the way he fills you up and surrounds you so warmly and perfectly. You think about how long it had taken for him to admit to you that he liked you (you had told him within a week of pestering him at his bar that you wanted to take him to dinner. Sukuna was embarrassed to admit that he had been flustered by that. But it’s just like you, to sweep him off of his feet unexpectedly. He would have been content to just yearn after you with his longing glances that borderline made him look murderous).

“Open your mouth, baby,” Sukuna says, his teeth grazing your neck. He collects a ball of spit at the tip of his tongue and nearly cums when you open your mouth obediently and look at him with those wide eyes. He thinks he could kill anyone who would ever see you like this. His thrusts are messy and rough as he spits loudly into your waiting mouth and you swallow diligently. Offering him a smile.

“Fuck,” he groans and smears the remnants of his spit on your lips before biting your bottom lip, “I fucking love you.”

You barely have it in you to respond, but you need to. “I l-love you,” your voice is raspy, “‘M gonna cum. I wanna see you.”

He has you on your back, your legs instantly wrapping around his waist. Sukuna looms over you, his massive chest and powerful thighs nearly casting a shadow over you. You trace over his tattoos slowly before tugging on his silver necklace and pulling him closer to you. He drops his weight on you and it’s more than welcome. You love feeling him like this- you’re strong and protected and safe with him.

Sukuna’s forearms rest on either side of your head as he pushes himself inside of you once more. Honestly, you don’t mind if you don’t cum. You just like feeling him like this. Consuming you and devouring you with every inch of him. Burning with his touch, his gruff whispers in your ear- how beautiful you are, how much he loves you. He rocks into you with purpose, as if trying to prove something to you.

When he kisses you so softly as if stardust has landed on your lips, you cum and he does, too.

*********

“Baby,” you mumble, pecking his bare shoulder. Sukuna hums but doesn’t open his eyes, instead, he rolls on top of you to get closer to you. His heartbeat presses against your chest, soft and slow. Nearly lulling you to sleep.

But not quite yet. Sukuna had cleaned you both up and manhandled you into a pair of his clean boxers (that you had stolen) and a shirt of his (also stolen). He’d washed your face of the remnants of cum that had stained your lips. You don’t know how he’s able to function, when your legs are so sore and your mind is so deliciously fuzzy.

He carried you back to bed where he had given you a thigh massage (and was very tempted to eat you out. But you were so sleepy and cute that he resisted). Warmth spreads in your chest as you watch him try to sleep in the too small bed. It’s comical, watching him trying to adjust to the size of your bed. Sukuna complains about it nearly every night, but neither of you seem to mind enough to buy a bigger one.

It’s one of the things Sukuna has promised himself he’ll buy you when everything is enough.

You kiss his cheek and this time he opens one eye and tightens his hold around your waist.

“What is it,” he asks, voice low with fatigue. Realization washes over him, making him a little more alert. “...Did you enjoy dinner today?”

Surprise colors your face momentarily before your lips pull apart into a happy smile. “Yeah. I especially loved dessert. And I don’t mean your cock, I mean the tiramisu we had at the end of the night.”

“Oh, you mean the one you stole off my plate?”

“It’s our plate, baby. Don’t be silly. And you don’t even like desserts like that.”

“You and your fucking sweet tooth. Walking cavity,” Sukuna teases, pulling a laugh from you.

“I want to take you to this bar that Gojo told me about. You would like it, it’s like a little arcade-”

“Let’s go on Thursday,” he agrees and yawns, “If that other sweet toothed fucker is coming, you better give me a 72 hour heads up so I can mentally prepare.”

“Alright, baby,” you laugh and peck his lips, “Goodnight, Sukuna.”

“Mmm, goodnight, princess,” he says, kissing your shoulder, “See ya in the morning.”

Your heart is full, and sleep comes easily with Sukuna’s arms tight around you.

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tags: @kentobean @aeanya @captainchrisstan @simpingmaize

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WIP Whenever

Got tagged by @tiny-banana-time -- many thanks!  Uh, this is less a WIP and more a bit of voice testing, but I did wind up posting it. Never written in this fandom before so more testing is gonna be needed before I land on the cadence I want, but! Hopefully not too bad for a first effort into the Fallout Universe (and idr if you’re familiar with fallout, but hopefully this’ll be a fun read anyway?)

Let’s see! Tagging @theoriginalladya even though she’s already done it and i swear it has nothing to do with wanting more of a certain AU -- no pressure though! And anyone else who wants to share what they’re playing with!  ----

"Alright, I gotta ask."

 He waited until the other man set down his toolkit on the workbench behind him and peered up at him from where he was still kneeling behind his power armor. A tripped mine had torn through the plating, and RJ tried not to dwell too much on how badly it could've gone had Maks not insisted on wearing the hulking thing in the first place. 

 He doubted even someone with Maks's luck would have limped away from that one. 

 A thick eyebrow arched as Maks waited, the hint of a smile curving that irritatingly distracting mouth. Movie-star handsome, as Piper had put it. Classic good looks, or something adjacent to it, certain features too unique or too imperfect to encapsulate the men of Hollywood's heyday. Eyebrows a touch too thick, nose a touch too strong, the fine line of a scar tracing over the corner of his lips, and RJ hated how much he liked to look at the bast--the ass--the…

 There's no helping this one, Duncan.

 Especially because Maks kept wearing that ridiculous outfit.

 "I get why Preston wears the fancy hat and period clothing, but uh… kinda seems like a bit much, don't you think?"

 And Maks tilted his head, eyebrow arching higher and -- yep, definitely smirking now. 

 RJ wasn't sure if he wanted to wipe that smile off his face with caustic remarks or his own mouth. 

 "Maybe I like fancy hats."

 "You can't be serious."

 "You have a bit of fancy hat yourself, you know."

 "Uhh, okay, no, this is a good hat, alright? Not too eye-catching, not trying to make a statement. Simple."

 "My tri-corner hat isn't simple?"

 "It's a tri-corner hat and you're dressed like a godd-- a gosh darn founding father."

 "Nonsense," Maks scoffed. "I don't have a single powdered wig."

 "Maybe you weren't liked enough to get elected to government," RJ shot back, but this only made Maks laugh. 

 Which was a problem, really, because Maks's laughter had an annoying tendency to vibrate through his chest, warm and rich, like something you'd wanna curl up in on a cold night. 

 "I think," Maks went on after a moment. He hefted himself to his feet, brushing off those completely impractical pants and that equally impractical waistcoat. "The answer is actually pretty obvious."

 RJ scowled, folding his arms over his chest.

 "Yeah? Alright, enlighten me, hotshot."

 Maks straightened, adjusting his hat before turning to him. He widened his eyes for effect.

 "I'm a man out of time."

 RJ stared at him. 

 "I hate you."

 "And yet…" His eyes crinkled in the corners when he smiled like that, and RJ tried his best not to notice. "You're still here."

 "Caps'll make you do weird things like that."

 "Uh-huh."

 He clapped RJ on the shoulder as he walked past. RJ fought not to turn around and watch him leave. 

 Certain views weren't going to help his resolve any, and he wasn't about to give Maks the satisfaction of knowing the stupid outfit did, in fact, look good on him. 

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SunaOsa fanfic recs: valentines edition~~

SunaOsa is one of my all time favorite ships and this past month, there has been/was an exchange going on between writers (here is the link) and artists (separately) and because I don’t have a life (or maybe it’s just that SunaOsa is my life LOL), I’m here to tell you some of my favorite fics from the pile :D However, as much as I love a ship, sometimes fluff is too asajndajnd so mind you there will probably be a lot of good fics missing just cause I couldn’t get myself to read more fluff (or angst) LOL (IM SORRY but sometimes I also just can’t motivate myself to read a fic no matter how good it looks OOPS).

As always, please check warning and tags before reading any of these fics, and take care of yourselves!!!!

In no particular order (jk the order is last updated haha) tho my favorites will have *** next to them :)

***glass stained black by unrequitedangst (E) 31k // Mafia AU’s are some of my favorite kinds of fics, and this one did not disappoint! The character development of Osamu is really legit and despite being mafia, it’s not that heavy or angst of a fic (but you should still definitely read tags and warnings first). It’s an Osamu heavy fic, and if you’re into reading him being stupid, go right ahead LOL.

redux by catalysis (T) 2.3k // ngl I hate break-up fics with a passion truely (when you can’t handle fluff or angst what to do) but I liked the concept for this one hehe (so I made myself suffer LOL). It was short, but cute !!! and the unspoken words really hit me in the FEELS (so what I’m dramatic fight me LOL).

Impropriety by DeathBelle (T) 5.7k // royalty~ I love the banter between them in this fic and we DO stan respectful Osamu yes we do <33333 The relationships between not only SunaOsa but SunaAtsu (because even though it isn’t really SunaAtsu best friend agenda, I can delude myself into think it is okay :/) are done so well and so nice he’s mean Osamu is best Osamu.

***what are you waiting for? by Slumber (T) 3.7k // MIGHT BE MY FAV FIC FROM THIS EXCHANGE!!! It made me cackle and I love how they learn new things about each other!!!! Like the development is so good and Suna is really doing the MOST!! Also, I love recursive endings AHHHHHH!

agape by sketchedsmiles (T) 11.7k // soulmates, then they were SOULMATES! (ik that’s not how it goes but pls just humor me LOL) This fic really depicted Osamu’s insecurities/internal turmoil/overthinking really well and the realization he has vs Suna’s AHJAFKASFJ. I love confident Suna.

fireside by tartaglia (starkartifices) (T) 3.6k // we do love the subtle flirt flirt don’t we hehe ;) It’s short, it’s fluff, and it’s funny - what more could you ask for? Also whats a vigilante fic if there isn’t at least one pun about being a vigilante LOL.

Over and Over Again by tookumade (G) 6.4k // I would like to order one reassuring, reliable Miya Osamu for myself please and thank you :((( The way the relationship is so GOOD like both Suna and Osamu pick each other up and they know the other has their back ajfhkajdfl. I would purchase all the onigiri with the deal Suna was proposing ;) Onigirintarou.

from here to eternity by TheGlovedArtist (T) 6.6k // I for one am a big fan of mythology and stuff (heroes of olympus but like IDR any of the plot LOL) so of course I read this fic. The snark appearances of Sakusa and Komori gave me LIFE and the difference in descriptions from Astumu and Kita cracked me up. This is another respectful Osamu fic (yes I love these) and in this one it was a ‘I save you as much as you save me’ type beat LOL. Gotta love rings.

***Subtle Inarizaki Dating by sifuhotman (T) 15.2k // THIS ONE. Even if you don’t read the whole thing, I beg of you, please, I AM ON MY KNEES, read the SID for Astumu. It is worth the loss of all your brain calls I guarantee it. It made me giggle so freakin much. Suna might be an A-Hole but he’s OUR A-Hole <3

Forever Begins with 8 Seconds by subtlehues (T) 3.9k // FLUFF hehe, I love their dynamic in this one it’s very good and cute and everything great! Also, I am all for the head cannon that Suna cannot cook, yes pls. Also SUPERPOWERS whooooooooh.

***try again, and again, and again by rosegoldwriting (T) 2.6k // SOULMATES! If you ever wanted a specific soulmate AU! for SunaOsa look no further, it probably comes out LOL. I love this concept of them just being like ‘WTF’ everyday, it gives me life. Also, count how many soulmate AU’s you recognized because I just thought about it and I think it’d be fun LOL. (I went back and I think 11 but I’m not sure LOL)

let us burn by SilverMoonT (G) 13.5k // I am always up for a nice vampire Osamu and witch Suna (which believe it or not, is my second one because I read the other one by this writer LOL) This one is more Suna POV and it really goes into his fears and desires, and I like the way Osamu pushes him to live more freely.

***reasons to microwave an elixir by spiritscript (T) 8.2k // THIS ONE. UGH I love, and it’s funny and cute and it EVEN HAS CRIME (kinda not really but yes)! I love the quiet moments they have and the PET AHHHHHHH! We love medic Osamu :DDDDD But also the betrayal and the sparring (and the irony at the end LOL) AJSKJNFK.

we fall between by stringendos (T) 14.7k // honestly the entire time I was just screaming at my computer, begging for them to hurry up and realize, but alas this is a ~slow burn~ for a reason and the tag ‘exes who act like theyre married’ really is the reason I read it and I do not regret LOL. Also bless Matsuda and stan her.

All the Time in the World by minie_ai (M) 8.8k // we love immortality! Denial! And Suna mentally filing away blackmail against people (namely Astumu) LOL. Running away from your problems is always the answer (I am saying this is a not sarcastic manner because I too, run away from my problems LOL) but ramen is ALWAYS a good answer. We love ourselves some emotional constipation LOL.

***none but you by broikawa (T) 7.2k // everything is a competition always LOL, not that I’m complainin but still LOL EVERYTHING. I really love this one because I love the progression and cock-block SakuAtsu hehe. I love them being synchronized idiots <3

it all comes back to you, (my home) by iritaescents (T) 4.5k // FOREVER, WE STAN FOREVER. Anyway, LOL this was is very very cute and fluff and not slow burn, it fast burn LOL. It’s a cute fic to read and it even has our favorite, now say it with me SOULMATES LOL.

Can't help falling in bed with you by tirralirra (T) 6.7k // here we see a 5 + 1 with points for the title (I think it’s very funny LOL my humor is bad ;)) Not that it really needs extra points because it’s a great fic in itself LOL but I really liked the title so I felt the need to share this with you all (OOPS). This was so cute, and the + 1 is HILARIOUS.

It’s no longer up :(((((( -> love's consequences by xginpuff (T) 6.5k // WARNINGS AND TAGS been a while since we had an angsty fic in this list (LOL the way I just tried to avoid all of them hehe). I read the tags but ngl I was still surprised later LOL maybe I’m just dumb, but anyway IK it starts out a bit confusing, but after you read more, you’ll get into it!

***sunagashi by bastigod (T) 9.8k // if there’s anything I like more than mythology, it’s folklore LOL. I love this fic and the plot is written so artfully AHDSAJN. Also the scene with the Ume-chan and her comment (so snarky I love). Also they way I went through so much trouble trying to figure out the kanji LOL (SPOILER it’s miyarin hehe)

catch me (while i'm still runnin') by lunarins (T) 4.3k // first and foremost, may we have a moment of silence for Komori and his eyebrows..... Continuing, this fic was so good because I love a good heist hehe. Their slight of hand abilities really doing the most LOL, and the ending OMG. I love the way the writer added in how they appeared to others during the heist, it really made it so good! Ugh to have a painting class and almost die LOL.

***if we get this right by Slumber (G) 5k // OLD FRIEND plsplspls I love this fic and I love how Osamu slowly relearns who he knew Suna as AHHH. The ending, again UGH, I really loved it and their banter with one another.

The Study of Suna Rintarou by DeathBelle (T) 6.1k // PLEASE the way Osamu kept getting offended omg. But also the effort Suna puts into getting to know Osamu, I was in ~love~. Read to me Osamu, READ TO ME. But also the Osamu is an oblivious MF agenda is alive and well within this fic hehe.

Take a Hint by pancake_surprise (G) 2.3k // ok so I had just read a tumbr post about the one bed thing and then I saw this fic. It was like the stars aligned okay? I was like, ig I HAVE to read it now hehe. But seriously read it, it’s cute and like everything else, of course there’s a challenge to be made LOL.

Heatwave by pancake_surprise (G) 2.1k // the way they were dating without knowing they were dating man. The tag ‘Didn't Know They Were Dating‘ more accurate than the ‘first dates’ one LOL jk but actually tho am I kidding? It’s the first official one IG. LOL anyway, we do love the doin of the defining of relationships. Yup.

If you made it all the way down here, CONGRATS LOL. Like I said, I didn’t read all of them (sadly) and these were the ones i did read LOL. I might add more depending on whether I can motivate myself into reading fics I know will be good LOL so we’ll see heh. Honestly, I thought I was gonna get word counted, but YAY we finished (for now hehe). Also sorry for any possible typos (is this no beta we die like men?) I’m running on 90 min of sleep so my engrish be strugglin LOL. Be safe and wear masks :)

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𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 .

1. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚?

on the surface, nothing, akin to plastic or something else that’s scentless. it’s a trait that actually stands out more than if he had a smell. but if someone got close enough to him and really gave Mewtwo a good ol’ sniff, the best way to describe what they would smell is “metallic” and “chemical”, something strikingly artificial and unnatural.

a mix of bleach, ozone, rusting metal, hand sanitiser, with an undertone of rainwater.

2. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚’𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚?

smooth, but in a way that skin isn’t supposed to be. more like rubber or the surface of a dolphin rather than actual flesh. probably very alien to most given he only has 3 digits, and the tips are oversized finger pads.

3. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙪𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙮?

entirely depends on his mood. if he’s feeling neutral or better, he’ll eat a decent amount, perhaps more than necessary since he really enjoys eating and trying new flavors. if he’s angry, depressed or upset, he’ll eat less, perhaps nothing at all. he highly prefers wild fruits / berries, but has a penchant for human-made sweets like poffins that he guiltily eats in secret. makes a note of how much he detests human food, when he really doesn’t.

4. 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚?

technically he doesn’t even have a voice... not the kind that sings, because that’s done through vocal chords, and his aren’t developed for speech, let alone singing. but even in his humanoid form, he just isn’t accustomed to it. he’d be average, at best.

5. 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙨?

his entire personality is comprised of “bad habits” and “nervous tics”.

6. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙪𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 / 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧?

I mean, just google “Mewtwo” and you’ll see what he looks like, lol.

he normally doesn’t wear anything (clothing is a human construct) but when Mewtwo’s in his humanoid form, or in his non-pokemon AUs, he’ll just project himself wearing whatever helps him ‘fit in’ and go unnoticed best (if he’s in public). otherwise he’s still in the nude bc he has no outside genitals, and no concept of shame or “public decency” because, again, that’s a human thing.

7. 𝙄𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚?  𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝?  𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙤?

RARELY / VERY SELECTIVELY. from most people, Mewtwo doesn’t want it and doesn’t show it. it takes a lot of trust for him to tolerate and believe any affection is genuine, let alone allow it or show it himself. even to those he’s close with, he tends to hold back a lot and not be very open to affection, not out of discomfort, but just not knowing how to respond to it. only kids can really get away with giving Mewtwo any kind of affection without consequence or prior affiliation.

8. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙞𝙣?

depends on where he’s sleeping / how much room he has and how comfortable he is being there. in a spot where Mewtwo feels “safe” and has plentiful room, he’ll splay out and sleep on his stomach or his side. as comfort and room decreases, he’ll start to curl inward on himself and sleep more upright, to the point where he’ll lean against a wall or other surface and sleep sitting up.

9. 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢?

more likely from his width or tail possibly bumping into stuff rather than any noise created from his movement. if he wanted to be completely stealthy, he would just teleport or levitate.

Tagged by: no one i know i stole it from someone idr who Tagging: dew it

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50 Questions for Fic Readers

Original here by braveten.

What fandom(s) do you read? Esca, TMNT, Firefly/Serenity, Criminal Minds, and NyxEtoile and OlivesAwl’s MCU.

If you could request more of a certain type of fic, which would it be? Type no. Pairing YES: MaMa, MaA, DxM!

What is your favorite all-time fic? Aerika S’ Eries fics. (They’re parts of the same story, so ha. :) )

Do you ever re-read fics? How about triple-read? If I favorite the fic that means that I want to read it again in the future. I’ve read Aerika’s fics more than three times.

Do you prefer angst or fluff? Both.

Do you prefer long fics or short fics? LONG. Some topics don’t work for long, but I definitely prefer long haul. 

Name some incomplete fics that you wish were completed. Dyce’s Firefly fic(s); they disappeared from the face of the Earth. :( I’m sure there’s a few Esca ones on ff.net that I wish were complete. 

Talk about the ships that you read. VH, duh. Astons x men. Just search my tags for my rambles. 

Do you read smut? Extremely rarely. 

What’s the most hard-core smut or kinky fic you’ve ever read (be honest)!

Do you read AUs? Depends on the type of AU. I’ll read some slight/major canon divergence but not a fan of ex: coffee shop or college AU. 

List a few of your favorite AUs. Fayrin’s Vis Arcana is the only one that I’m currently reading. F/E by Konstantya and Pethics. Thief of Hearts comes to mind. 

What type of AUs are your favorites? Give a general description. Slight/major canon divergence. 

What makes you give up on reading a fic? Bad grammar. Solid blocks of text without spaces. Summary doesn’t give the vaguest idea about the setting and isn’t anywhere near “canon setting/normal.”

What makes you pick up a fic, what makes it sound interesting? The summary has to have at least a few good sentences. “Lol its better than the summary” usually deters me, unless its an interesting concept. I totally understand that summaries are tough, but if you don’t even try then why should I read it? 

Name a fic that made you cry (or that made you come close). There have been a few but Idr them. 

Name a fic that made you laugh a lot. ---

Do you have a fic recommendation page or master list? AO3 bookmarks and my favorite list on ff.net. Something more narrow would be Aerika’s Eries fics, Dyce’s Firefly fics, and floatingkhoskekfloat’s Criminal Minds fics. 

How many fics do you think you’ve read before? Before now? 200+. 177 favorites on ff.net and 11 on AO3. Plus the who knows how many on Tumblr and dA.

What’s the weirdest fic you’ve ever read? Describe it. Idr it and I can’t find it but Van/Chid (12+yo) was weird. 

Do you read crack!fic? Not usually; not my cup of cocoa. If a fandom friend wrote it I’m more likely to read it.

Name a few of your favorite crack!fics. ---

Has fluff ever made you cry? What about angst? ---

What’s the longest fic you’ve ever read? Um... Probably Aerika’s trilogy?

What’s your opinion on reading dubious consent or no consent? Dub con is ok depending on the context but not no con.

Name a type of fic you’ll never ever read. Non slight/major canon AU.

Name a type of fic that you wish there was more of. Eh. I’m happy people add content to the fandom. 

Who are your favorite fanfiction author(s)? Aerika (moment of silence), Esca fandom peeps, Dyce (mos), floatingkhoshekfloats (mos). 

When you find an author you like, do you follow them? YES!!!!!!!

How often do you read fanfiction? Depends on life factors. Close to weekly.

Do people know that you read fanfiction? Online friends do, husband does, brother does, his girlfriend would probably guess yes; I don’t share my online life with real life people.

Do you leave reviews after reading fics? If so, what do they sound like? Not usually; I need to get better. I try to follow my personal three sentence rule. (Does NOT include “I hope you’re able to update soon.” I think I saw this rule online somewhere.)

When you read a good fic, do you go to the author’s page? YES!!!!!1

Name a common type of fic that you cannot stand. ---

Name all the Work in Progress fics that you are currently reading. Uh. That’s too much work.

Has a fic ever left you unable to fall asleep or think about anything else? A few. Idr them.

Are you good about keeping up when reading Work in Progresses? Yes! (Usually.)

Name some of your favorite fic recommendations pages. I don’t have any? I’ve never seen one. Unless you mean favorites like on ff.net or AO3.

Name a fanfiction author that you’re scared to talk to because they’re so amazing. ---

Have you ever written fanfiction or considered it? ... LLooolll

Name a fic that has a perfect ending. Um...

Name a fic that you wish was longer. All of them? XD

Do you read OT3 fics commonly? Have you ever? No.

Do you mainly read TV shows, movies, or books? TV shows. 

Do you read fanfiction about Anime? AHAHAHAHA.

If you could imagine the perfect fic, what would it be like? Mine, finished. Ha.

If you had to introduce someone to fanfiction with a few fics, which would you suggest? Depends on the fandom. 

Have you ever read a fic containing character death? A few. Ron and His Sakura wrote one that Millerna died. That comes to mind.

Do you have an AO3/Fanfiction.net/LiveJournal page? Link it. 

AO3

ff.net

dA

dw (almost nothing fic related there yet.)

Pifo (nothing fic related there yet.)

What sites do you typically use to read on? AO3, ff.net, Tumblr, dw, LJ.

[pasttorn]

URL RESPONSES ! ⟡ NOT ACCEPTING !

@soufaked​​​ said: slides url with a soft cha cha

DO I FOLLOW THEM ? WHY ? -  HECK YEAH I DO ! ! ! ! i think i followed because i saw you on the yttd rp tag ? i don’t really remember because i have memory but ! ! i remember being mega happy to see a new sou blog around & grew Extra mega happy when we started talking & started to think about plots for them because ! ! ! god they had such little interactions in canon & i would Die for more content between the two ( especially w/ who alice killed & stuff ). DO WE WRITE / DO I WANT TO WRITE WITH THEM ? - yeah we do ! ! ! we have a thread going on that idr who’s turn it was to reply to ( imma have to check after this, but whoever’s turn it was-- there’s no hurry ! ) buT GOD we haven’t plotted out too much but ? ? from what we’ve talked about them thus far ? i love it. adore it. it’s a treuce / friendship i hadn’t expected for alice to have but i would certainly love to do more stuff with them ! ! ! i’m hella down to multiple threads whenever you have the time for them / whenever i’m not too Slow with them bc i’m a complete & utter snail whoops AN AU IDEA FOR OUR MUSES - a verse ! ! !! ! where the game never happened ! ! ! where alice never killed anyone & is still a college student & they met out in real life somewhere-- & heck, maybe even became friends ! i’m just so down with what if scenarios where certain things that made their life Shit didn’t happen, helping them interact with more ease ! in that sort of verse, alice would be much more approachable & open about how he feels ( though still plenty ready to distance himself should he start to grow insecure / as if he’s sharing too much of himself ), but god the two just, hanging out in such a world would be so good ! ! ! A SONG FOR OUR MUSES - OOF OKAY i’m bad at songs & i don’t think i can come up with one for them right now ? ? ? but i wanted to say that there’s one song that i listen to that kind of ? reminds me of sou & it’s friendly fire by nothing more. iDK LYRICS LIKE “ I don't care how you see my life “ you haven't witnessed it / use fear as a weapon, and pity as a whip / convince everyone around / that I'm a piece of shit “ & just the whole betray me even though we’re on the same side thing just gives me very big sou vibes on how he views everyone during the game ? especially with how he thinks sarah is tricking him / his enemy & how she’s turning everyone against him & stuff like oof. DO I SHIP OUR MUSES ? - I DON’T KNOW ! ! ! do i ship them as friends / business-like partners ? absolutely ! based on what we’ve plotted, they work really well together, & i’m excited to see where it could go because ! ! ! if it does go somewhere romantic, i’d be down to shipping them, but if it doesn’t, then that’s fine too ! ! ! ! i’m just glad they’re actually getting some interaction outside of just canon stuff so you bet imma take everything i can ihjknmgESD WHAT DO I THINK ABOUT THE MUN ? - i thINK YOU’RE PRETTY SWEET ! ! !  like i haven’t talked with you all that much, especially lately ( which i should change soon bc i’m Slow with im’s ) but from what we’ve talked ? ? ? yeah hi ily. i know things might be a bit rough where you are rn because of irl things but ! ! ! i really hope life gets easier for you & i’M MEGA GLAD ? ? I’VE GOTTEN A CHANCE TO MEET YOU & bless you for being so willing to interact with me ♡ ♡ OVERALL OPINION - naans is an absolute gift to this rpc & to tumblr rp in general ! ! ! they’re so, so good & all their content is super fun to see on the dash & their dedication to sou’s character in general is super detailed & nice to read through & y’all ! ! should totally give them a go, even if you know jack shit about yttd ! !  BLOG RATE - 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10