#lover gone dark

[noweakergirl]

dare I say... superior trope

[strawberryvampbite]

I just really want to kiss the bridge of his nose

and feel the warmth of his sweaty hands

I want to gently bite his ears when we lay close

I want to cut oranges and strawberries for him

I want our feet to be entangled together when we sleep

for him I will be vulnerable

I will lose my sharp edges

for him I am soft

he is different, with him it’s different

it’s love

[ethanryanpunal]

MONEY FUH FUN!

[suvidrache]

List of characters I will write!

If they are not listed here, I will not write them! It's easier to say & read who I would write for, rather than not, as that is quite a long list.

❀ Ahiru No Sora - Chiaki Hanazono, Kaname Shigeyoshi, Kenji Natsume, Momoharu Hanazono, Sei Shiraishi, Shigenobu Yakuma, Tokitaka Tokiwa, Yasuhara Shinichi, Yozan Kamiki, Yukinari Kojima.

❀ Avatar The Way Of Water - Ao'nung, Lo'ak, Neteyam, Rotxo

❀ Black Butler - Claude Faustus, Grelle Sutcliff, Ronald Knox, Sebastian Michaelis, Undertaker, William T. Spears

❀ Bleach - Äs Nödt, Byakuya Kuchiki, Gin Ichimaru, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Isshin Kurosaki, Izuru Kira, Jūshirō Ukitake, Kenpachi Zaraki, Kensei Muguruma, Kisuke Urahara, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, Nnoitra Gilga, Renji Abarai, Shinji Hirako, Shūhei Hisagi, Shunsui Kyōraku, Sōsuke Aizen, Szayelaporro Granz, Ulquiorra Cifer, Uryu Ishida, Yasutora Sado, Yumichika Ayasegawa.

❀ Chronicles of Ancient Darkness - Aki, Arrin, Asrif, Bale, Boar Clan Mage, Chelko, Dark, Detlan, Fin-Kedinn, Gaup, Hord, Iakim, Inuktiluk, Juksakai, Krukoslik, Kujai, Kyo, Maheegun, Narrander (The Walker), Orvo, Poi, Raut, Sialot, Thull, Tiu, Tseid, Yolun.

❀ Devil May Cry 5 - Dante, Nero, V, and Vergil.

❀ Food Wars - Isami Aldini, Satoshi Isshiki, Takumi Aldini, Terunori Kuga.

❀ Final Fantasy - Angeal Hewley, Cloud Strife, Genesis Rhapsodos, Gladiolus Amicitia, Ignis Scientia, Kadaj, Loz, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Prompto Argentum, Reno Sinclair, Rufus Shinra, Sephiroth, Vincent Valentine, Yazoo, Zack Fair.

❀ Grand Theft Auto V - Ron Jakowski, Trevor Philips, and Wade Hebert.

❀ Gone - Albert Hillsborough, Alex Mayle, Antoine, Caine Soren, Charles "Orc" Merriman, Drake Merwin, Edilio Escobar, Elwood Booker, Hunter Lefkowitz, Lance, Tony "Cookie" Gilder, Toto, Turk, Tyler "Bug", Paint, Panda, Quinn Gaither, Roger, Zil Sperry.

❀ Haikyuu - Atsumu Miya, Daichi Sawamura, Eita Semi, Kei Tsukishima, Keiji Akaashi, Keishin Ukai, Kenma Kozume, Kōshi Sugawara, Kōtarō Bokuto, Lev Haiba, Osamu Miya, Rintarō Suna, Ryūnosuke Tanaka, Satori Tendō, Shinsuke Kita, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Tetsurō Kuroo, Tobio Kageyama, Tōru Oikawa, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Yū Nishinoya.

❀ Halloween 1978 - Michael Myers (Older Version)

❀ Hellboy - Nuada Silverlance. Abraham Sapien.

❀ Hetalia Axis Powers - America, Australia, Austria, Bulgaria, Canada, China, Cuba, Denmark, England, Finland, France, Germany, Greece, Hong Kong, Italy, Japan, Korea, Kugelmugel, Ladonia, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Molossia, Netherlands, New Zealand, Norway, Poland, Prussia, Romania, Russia, Seborga, South Italy, Spain, Sweden, Switzerland, Turkey, Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus.

❀ House of Wax - Bo, Lester, and Vincent Sinclair.

❀ Hunger Games - Darius, Finnick Odair, Gale Hawthorne, Haymitch Abernathy, Marcus, Sejanus Plinth, Thresh.

❀ Jujutsu Kaisen - Choso, Geto, Nanami, and Gojo

❀ Kuroko No Basket - Atsushi Murasakibara, Chihiro Mayuzumi, Daiki Aomine, Kazunari Takao, Kiyoshi Miyaji, Makoto Hanamiya, Reo Mibuchi, Shinji Koganei, Shintarō Midorima, Shoichi Imayoshi, Taiga Kagami, Tatsuya Himuro, Teppei Kiyoshi, Wei Liu.

❀ Laughing Under The Clouds - Rakucho Takeda, Shirasu Kinjo, Soramaru Kumo, Sousei Abeno, Tenka Kumo

❀ My Hero Academia - Dabi, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Fumikage Tokoyami, Hanta Sero, Hitoshi Shinso, Hizashi Yamada, Izuku Midoriya, Kai Chisaki, Katsuki Bakugo, Keigo Takami, Mashirao Ojiro, Mezo Shoji, Mirio Togata, Neito Monoma, Shota Aizawa, Shoto Todoroki, Tamaki Amajiki, Tenya Iida, Tomura Shigaraki.

❀ Naruto - Asuma Sarutobi, Deidara, Gaara, Genma Shiranui, Hashirama Senju, Hidan, Iruka Umino, Itachi Uchiha, Jiraiya, Kabuto Yakushi, Kakashi Hatake, Kakuzu, Kankurō, Kisame Hoshigaki, Kushimaru Kuriarare, Madara Uchiha, Might Guy, Minato Namikaze, Nagato (Pain), Neji Hyūga, Obito Uchiha, Orochimaru, Rock Lee, Sai, Sasori, Shikamaru Nara, Tobi, Tobirama Senju, Yamato, Zetsu.

❀ Nightmare On Elm Street - Freddy Krueger

❀ Petshop of Horrors - Count D

❀ Prince of Stride - Hajime Izumino, Heath Hasekura, Hozumi Kohinata, Kei Kamoda, Kyosuke Kuga, Riku Yagami, Ryo Izumino, Shizuma Mayuzumi, Tomoe Yagami, Toya Natsunagi.

❀ Shatter Me - Brendan and Kenji Kishimoto.

❀ Texas Chainsaw Massacre - Alfredo Sawyer, Edward "Tex" Sawyer, Robert "Chop Top" Sawyer, and Nubbins Sawyer.

❀ The Boy - Brahms Heelshire

❀ The Naturals - Dean Redding, Mason Kyle (Nightshade), Michael Townsend.

❀ The Walking Dead - Carl (sfw only), Daryl, Negan, and Rick.

❀ Tokyo Ghoul - Kishou Arima, Nimura Furuta, Renji Yomo, Uta.

❀ Tokyo Revengers - Chifuyu Matsuno, Keisuke Baji, Ken "Draken' Ryuguji, Manjiro "Mikey" Sano, Mitsuya Takashi, Nahoya "Smiley" Kawata, Ran Haitani, Shuji Hanma, Souya "Angry" Kawata.

❀ Yuri On Ice - Chris, Otabek, Victor, Yuri P.

Alphabets... SFW | NSFW

[hauntingblue]

Sanji has adquired top sad wet cat status

[lovely-oh-so-lovelyyui]

no turning back.

hysteria - yui komori edition

“Miss? Are you okay, should I call for help?”

Who was this fucking busybody, what just because some frail girl was by herself,all alone in the middle of the night, in a bad neighborhood, a little teary she needs help? Maybe before the she had faced the horrors of her youth but how was he to know that?

A breathless laugh escaped her, looking up she looked at him, it was obvious he didn’t care, he had the same empty look seeking praise as those beautiful emerald eyes.

Ah. Wasn't she lucky today's pray was not only a good for nothing narcissist but he had the same eyes as her beloved.

The human in front of her was obviously trying to be conspicuous whilst looking down her blouse, he was a human incarnation of a weasel, with shrewd green gray eyes and slicked back dirty blonde hair.

Slowly furrowing her brows, and making best damsel in distress face she looked to the side, using her fingers to pat away the long dry tears. Patting the seat beside her, she looks back at him, her glassy eyes pleading and contorting her face into an adorable pout scrunching her nose.

"Oh I do apologise sir, I just happened to see my ex today? I must be taking up the space, you can sit here if you'd like?"

She could see the gears turning in his head, obviously he was a fresh graduate spent too many hours at work, trying for a promotion he'd never get and here she was a girl who looked like a blushing Saint barely 18 who needed comfort. It was already dark, and it had started snowing too and she was sitting on a bench by herself, in a loose cream blouse and a short leather skirt that barely covered her thighs. God knows why mean like her legs so much, but she could see he'd fallen for the bait as she folded her legs skirt hiking up just a bit.

"Ah I see, no I shouldn't. Really, by chance do you have a safe way home? My car's around the corner I could drop you off?"

His friendly smile had turned leering, how unfortunate she would've left him alone if he had just been a kind pedastrian.

Her rosy lips pulled into a little smile as she got up and just so slightly stumbled so she could hold onto his arm, she knew he'd birds eye view down her shirt and the smell of her champagne and roses perfume surrounded him. Hopelessly, he tried giving her his best suave look as he walked them to his car, as she got in she observed the interior; obviously he had a girlfriend and yet as they drove according to her instructions he kept looking over as he brushed his hands one time too many against her thighs.

When they finally arrived at the street before the apartment, where she knew the cameras were being repaired for the fortnight, biting her lip she placed his hand that was still hovering against her high up on her thigh. His wide eyes would be comical of he didn't immediately start stroking and gripping at her, maneuvering herself onto his lap over the console was easy enough as she looked down at him, her blonde locks framing her angelic under the street lights, moving against him as she used her hands to slide across his neat hair, messing it up as she pleased. He certainly didn't need much encouragement as he circled her inner thighs with his thumbs; whilst she leaned down kissing down his neck, pressing her lips to his jaw leaving her mark.

snap.

What who could blame her she didn't like her bloodbags alive? It got messy you know?

____________________________________

Her father gifted her a fig tree once, abundance and prosperity his wishes for her on her 14th birthday, she was overcome. Her face blotchy and her eyelashes dewy she held onto him because she truly couldn't imagine somewhere more wonderful than her father.

But he abandoned her so obviously she was the only person who felt the love and devotion she had for him.

Then she met the second and last man she'd ever love, he was dangerous not in a boyish might break your heart way, in a he will will kiss the bruises he makes and worship you, because no predator takes his eyes off his prey, he'll give you dreams of a family and a wedding but in his greatest fantasies the white dress is bloody as a symbol of your love and your love is a chain that ties you to him for your eternity. Maybe because he's never loved but he knows you are everything to him, perhaps that is why the blade penetrated his heart so easily; you were his soft spot.

The moment she stepped into that hell, he was the first beast she met and the last she freed from immortality.

Days did not exist in hell, consciousness was a fleeting gift, more days than not she had spent weeping or in terror that permeated through her bones, aging her soul in ways no mortal could understand. The pain was a game of Russian roulette for it was only thing she felt after a while but a reminder that branded her to who she had become. Freeing her from her surroundings achieved through Satan's salvation as her blood ran dry.

It is something that grew within, planted by the loss of the little girl who ran into her father arms, to the girl who had begged her father not to kill her as she ran from him her hoarse voice depleting with desperate pleas.

Her love had held her that night, as usual he would love her under the witness of the moon, his arms strong around her, his head bowed leaning on her in a steadfastness that she doubted he could ever achieve, he didn't say anything he didn't do anything just pressed her closer to his dead heart as her wails filled the room, her trembling blood stained hands clutching his shirt as he vowed no one would ever touch her again his wild red hair brushing her cheek as he kissed her face; first her swollen eyes, then the tears down her cheeks, her lips, and the last she remembers before drifting off was her forehead. That was her true love.

No prince or princess, just two unwanted children holding each other and she truly didn't believe that they weren't meant to be. God had made them for each other.

That is why they sneaked out and burnt down the church where she had grown up but she knew destruction of that fig tree was the prelude of destruction she would've never given up her paradise with him for revenge on the God that had abandoned her.

Besides paradise didn't last long, the screaming and crying, the kisses and flaunting became too much and not enough, the pain was the base of a relationship and it would only lead to ruin. Obsession is not the word, it was a sick dependency that grew twisted till it tasted sweet. But the ropes are heavy, and the chains left marks that lasted longer than his monologues about love did.

And then he tried to kill her, he bought her back of course…as one of them but the damage was done. After all the red means I love you? So why didn't he like how much she loved him?

So she ran from hell, bloodied and dirty, petrified and relieved, mourning and in glee of her freedom.

It didn't mean she didn't miss him, after all the good and the bad memories made her who she is, and now she returns to what she calls home to arms of the girl who had loved her since the beginning but people only saw the lone blonde girl twirling by herself and the crushed pills upon the alter to mother Mary as the incense burned.

She may not have known love but she long learnt love is the little things and she can't wait till she wakes in hell, him at the gates waiting for her. Perhaps those 6 motherfuckers were shaking, in fear or fury because now where was their advantage, but she'd come back for them too when her time on earth was finished.

But it's alright she'd be fine, she crawled out of hell once, even without the lord watching her.

[untitled-gem]

just typed an entire thread out on twitter about how normal i am about simon petrikov. feeling so normal. so normal. im so so normal

[secretblossomofthenight]

I want to do bad girl things in the dark. I don’t want play good girl, I don’t want to play housewife. I want to play with fire 🔥. I want be old me but I am no angel anymore to any heart breaks. I want your hand under my chin thumb pressing my bottom lip down. As I star at you in seductive fashion begging for tie me up. Let me get feisty and rough . I want to dragged my long nails down your back. I don’t want sweet things I want to be treated like a villain against villain . Show me your darkest side with all your tattoos across you muscular body your walking art museum . The prince of darkness . You are a Scorpio it is written in the stars you make the best lover just like Virgo. You match my deepest darkest needs. My boy toy let’s play.

[aninvisiblevision]

Drakes top 10 Songs in no order:

-Marvin’s Room

-Trust Issues

-Club Paradise

-Pound Cake

-Doing it Wrong

-Redemption

-Underground Kings

-Two Birds, One Stone

-Dreams Money Can Buy

-Connect

Honorable mentions: Star67, Preach, The Motion, The Remorse, Crew Love, Cameras, November 18th, Company, Emotionless, N 2 Deep (the “get throwed” sample is fucking NUTS), Ignant Shit, Take Care, Fire & Desire, From Time, Feel No Ways, 5am in Toronto and Any of the other “time” in “place” songs.

[howifeltabouthim]

You were, you know, you are the nearest thing to a real story to happen in my life, and you are gone.

Renata Adler, from Pitch Dark

[brain-empty]

ChoDark on the mind need to make the stickfigures kiss

[ethanryanpunal]

FOR ALL THE DOGS

[lexa-griffins]

How did military Clarke and Lexa spend the night before her first deployment?

Between crying and making love.

The more I think of it the more I see Lexa being the daughter of a military parent. She knows the dangers, she's aware of the big chunks of time with little contact, she knows what's it's like to fear for a loved one's life and why she dislikes Clarke being in the military so much, it's the worst type of familiar.

They are stuck together and completely naked from the moment Lexa gets home from work. She makes Clarke promise again and again not to be the hero, not to try and save everyone because she knows that if given the chance Clarke will get herself killed to make sure her people survive and Lexa hates it. It's empty promises meant to reassure Lexa because they both know Clarke's nature and if the opportunity comes, she will do what she believes is the right thing. They'll make love and then stay there in silence before Clarke eventually starts crying because even if she signed up for this she can't pretend she isn't scared and that she wouldn't prefer to stay here, naked and tangled with Lexa for the rest of her life.

They talk about what they'll do once Clarke comes back home - and Lexa isn't asking her to come back, she's ordering her to - that trip to New York they've been wanting to take, the double date dinner with Lincoln and Octavia they keep rescheduling, the drive in theater that happens once a month in their town.

It becomes a ritual before any of Clarke's deployments. Staying in, naked, cuddled, making impossible promises and plans for the future, to help Clarke ground herself and make Lexa believe she has any control about what happens when Clarke is away, that maybe if they make plans and promises the universe will let them keep them.

[hauntingblue]

Sanji has adquired top sad wet cat status

[rodjanikov]

And I’ll feel your breath on my skin, sending vibrations up my spine in a symphony of sparks.

A timid sun shining through the last hours of this serene day of March. And I wouldn’t have to say a word, your soft touches would be enough.

Outside the world is still burning, but we can’t find it in ourselves to care.

I’d cherish every inch of you in veneration, carding my fingers through silky strands of hair, praising and worshipping every tear fallen from your tired eyes.

We would spend hours whispering sweet nothings in our ears, and I’d feel the reassuring warmth of your arms around me and I’d wish you’d stay forever.

And I can’t help but wonder

About the morning to come

I’d wake up in empty sheets

Your faint scent still lingering in the room

Cold light would seep through my heart and winter for me would come again

Because I fell asleep to your heartbeat and woke up to silence

In my head, not in my world

Where are you?

[mysicklove]

Summary: four-year-old Yuuji didnt mean to bring up Mr. Gojos crush on you, which of course, leads to Sukuna's harsh teasing.

cw: fem! reader (reader gets referred to as girl, pretty, and mommy), curse words, suggestive language, lion king spoilers (lol)

wc: 1.8k

a/n: i love making sukuna an absolute menace. poor yuuji tho. i think i am going to introduce gojo as a character, because I think it would be entertaining to piss Sukuna off lol.

big brother au masterlist

“Su-kuna!”

“The fuck did you just call me?”

“Language,” You scold, not peering up from your book. Yuuji lays sprawled out on top of the both of you – his head in your lap, and practically purring in content when you gently pet the top of his head, while his little legs are on Sukuna’s thighs. 

Yuuji giggles into your shirt, shaking his head mischeviously. “Bad word Su-kuna!”

In an instant, you feel the toddler being ripped away from your lap with a tiny screech. The noise startles you, and you perk up from your book to look to where the boy has gone to. But, you aren't surprised to see him dangling in the air by his ankle – Sukuna’s long fingers skillfully hold onto Yuujis chubby little leg tight enough to not drop him, but gently enough to not cause physical harm. 

The boy doesn't seem to mind this position, being in it so frequently. Giggles and squeals leave the toddler's mouth as he stares at his now upside down brother. “You learning how to speak correctly?”

Yuuji nods his head, and his hands try to reach for Sukunas shirt. You rest your head on the man's shoulder, chuckling at the boy who was squirming in the air. “Uh-huh! F-Fush-i-guro taught me!” The dark haired toddlers last name was hard to pronounce, and it was amusing watching how Yuuji sounded it out.

Sukuna makes a loud groaning noise and you cover your mouth to hold back another laugh. “Of course you made friends with Gojo’s new brat. First he hits on my girl, and now his new kid is gonna manipulate this idiot.” He shakes Yuuji in the air to demonstrate his point, ignoring the squeals. 

You roll your eyes with a laugh. “Just because Megumi taught Yuuji how to say your name correctly, doesn't mean the kid is manipulating him. Y’know Yuuji struggles with words sometimes.” You watch as the child in turn shakes his head in defiance, letting out a “Nu-uh!” that only makes you smile. You turn back over to your lover, kissing his cheek. “Aw, does it make you sad that our little Yuuji is growing up?”

“No,” he quickly rebuttals, “Brat isnt growing up fast enough. I am mad that you're not denying the fact that the white haired idiot is flirting with you.” You know that wasn't the full truth, but alas, Sukuna was extremely stubborn and would never admit that he didn't want his brother to grow up. 

“Fush-i-guro says Mr. Gojo thinks you are pretty!” Yuuji announces, beaming at you from the air. You hold back a wince, smiling awkwardly back at the innocent words of the toddler. You watch as the boys cheeks begin to flush from all the blood rushing to his head, and immediately as if sensing it, Sukuna flips over the boy and instead places him on his lap, holding onto the back of his neck.

The action makes you smile, noticing the thumb that rubs gently at the pale skin. But when you glance at Sukuna, you notice quickly that he was anything but happy. Sukunas dark eyes twitches, flickering to you, and he speaks between his teeth. “Did he now? I may need to have a talk with Mr. Gojo next time I pick the little pest up. Does Fushiguro say anything else?”  

“Sukuna,” you whine, realising that the hold on the boys neck was not out of affection – instead was used to trap the boy while he was questioned. “Y’know Gojo is alot. He just wants to–”

“Fush-i-guro says Mr. Gojo has a crush on Y/N!”

“Yuuji!” 

“B-But, Y/N has a crush on brother,” the boy concludes, furrowing his eyebrows with a small nod. “Right, Ku–um–Su-kuna?” He turns up to his brother, doe eyed with his head slightly cocked to the side in question. 

In response, Sukuna ruffles his hair, nearly sending the boy landing on his back. But, instead he giggles at the rough treatment, shutting his eyes and trying his best to stay upward. “The biggest crush. You make sure to tell the little brat that. Or else Mr. Gojo is going to try take her away.”

Your eyes widen and you push at his broad shoulders. “Sukuna! You're going to get him all worked up!” You exclaim, knowing the very sensitive (regarding you or Sukuna) child very well by now. You turn to the boy, whose own eyes widen as he trying to process the words. “Gojo is not trying to take me away.”

“He is going to take her away if you don't do anything, and little Megumi is going to have a new mommy.” Sukuna was grinning at the boy, as if his brother's fearful expression pleased him. You knew that he was being purposely dramatic – Gojo wasn't even technically Megumi's father, if there was a chance that you guys would ever get together (near zero) you would definitely not be the boy's new mom. But alas, Sukuna continues on with his words. “Thats why whenever you see the two of them talking you have to make sure you to scream as loud as possible.”

You cover the mans mouth before you he can spewl any more nonsense, but it was too late. Yuuji was already tearing himself from the man's lap and into yours – his lips begin to wobble and his eyes flood with tears. “Is-um-is that what you two talk about when I am with Mr. Nanami,” he warbles, thinking back to the multitude of times he has held onto his preschool teachers hand and watched you smile at the white haired man. 

“No, love,” you reassure, turning your attention instead from scolding your lover to consoling the child. “Sukuna is being mean again. Don't listen to him. Mr. Gojo and I are friends.�� You ignore the look that Sukuna shoots you, showing how displeased he is at the idea of you being friends with his least favorite person. 

The boy sniffles, wiping his little fists on his face. “I-I dont want you to be Fush-i-guro’s mommy. You have to stay with me and Kuna! P-Please?” He doesn't even attempt to say his brother's name correctly, forgetting how he started the conversation all together. He was focused on trying not to cry, because his brother was sure to tease him, but it wasn't working out very well.

You kiss at his chubby cheeks, shaking your head with an exasperated look on your face, wondering how the hell you got to this conversation. “I am not, promise. I'm not going anywhere. Even if your brother is the worst, brattiest, malicious person alive, I have kinda grown attached to him. Besides, if I left who would I have movie nights with?”

“I am not a–” You shoot Sukuna a nasty glare, and he in return lets out an astonished laugh, but shrugs without care.

Your words make Yuuji perk up from your lap, and his eyes widen with glee. “You like movie nights too?” He was always begging for the three of you to watch movies together, but Sukuna always denies him considering it would end up being a cheesy Disney movie that Yuuji would fall asleep not even twenty minutes into.

“I love movie nights. Do you want to have one tonight?”

“Woah, woah, woah,” Sukuna butts in, and you spare him a glance. “Babe, we have plans tonight, remember?” He tilts his head to the side suggestively and you roll your eyes at him.

“Not anymore. Me and Yuuji are going to watch…”

“Human Earthworm 2!” The boy interjects, completely forgetting about his previous experiences with the movie, not good ones.

You poke at his cheeks, shaking your head. “I was thinking The Lion King.” 

“Yes!”

“No,” Sukuna groans, covering his eyes with his palm.

You look at him with furrowed eyebrows. “No? Why are you putting your input in? You're not watching it with us.”

Sukuna, never have been told this before, looks appalled. “The fuck you mean?”

“Bad word!” Yuuji points to him in accusation, but Sukuna just ignores him.

You cock your head to the side, a sly grin pulling at your face. “You're not invited.”

“Why not?”

The two of you make eye contact for a long second, and after a moment or two, Sukuna sighs. “You're really mad about that?” You don't say anything, just continuing to stare at him. “Okay fuck–Yes that is a curse word, astute observation you brat. I am sorry for making the kid cry again.”

“And?”

Sukuna narrows his eyes at you, but you hold your ground. Then, he turns to the boy with a sigh. “Dont scream when you see Gojo and Y/N talk, alright?” He jabs his finger into the boys chest and Yuuji nods his head rapidly in understanding. But, a foxish grin pulls at the mans face and he says, “Instead…The moment you hear him talk to her, you bite his leg.”

He barks a laugh at the confused face of his brother, but when he looks up to you, the smile falters. “Okay, c’mon it was a jo–”

You point your finger to the door. “Couch.”

“You can't kick me out of my own room!”

You don't move your finger. Yuuji glances at you, cocks his head to the side, and then mimicks your action. “Couch!”

The three of you go silent for a long minute, and at this point the boy's hand begins to tremble from holding his hand out for too long. Eventually when Sukuna realizes that there was no point of reasoning, he lets out a dramatic sigh, before crawling out of bed. 

When he notices your smug smile, he flips you off and you can't help but laugh at that. “I am coming back after the movie is done, ya hear?”

“If Yuuji does not fall asleep,” You tease in return, knowing the boy well, and Sukuna rolls his eyes. 

His eyes flicker to the boy who was snuggling up to your chest, trying to find a comfortable position to watch the movie in. Sukuna chuckles to himself, opening up the door, before turning back to the kid one last time. “Hey brat,” he calls.

“Hm?” 

“The father lion–Mufasa. He is my favorite character, so you'll bound to like him a lot. In fact, I sure do wonder if you'll get attached,” he muses, and your eyes widen when you realize what he is saying. Anything that is linked with Sukuna, Yuuji immediately falls in love with. This was bound to cause hysteria. “Enjoy the movie guys! Y/N have fun!” He calls, before shutting the door.

You pause for a moment, sighing into your hand. “Kuna likes the father lion? I want to see!”

You tried everything to avoid turning on the movie after that. But Yuuji, like his brother, was stubborn, and he desperately wanted to see the lion. He grew attached very quickly in that short period of time.

Deep laughs rumble through the house when Yuuji begins to sob over the animated lion's death. You lock the door, and Sukuna stays the night on the couch.