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[wisteria-lotus]

Hidden Confessions

Written by: wisteria

Edited by: lotus

Content. MDNI :nsfw!, 18+, fluff, slight angst, smut, explicit language, vaginal fingering, breast play, unprotected sex (tell us if we missed anything!)

Sorcerer AU

Pairing:Fushiguro Megumi x fem! Reader

(Childhood friends to lovers)

(all characters aged up!)

August 14th, 2007

You looked at all the other kids your age, playing around and having fun. Laughing and screaming as they played tag endlessly. While you, a six and A HALF year old, were talking to your very first friend you made when you moved to this unfamiliar town. That first friend being, Tsumiki, Tsumiki Fushiguro. “Tsumiki!” you would shout, each time you would see her at the playground nearest to your house. Yet, this time a grumpy boy was next to her, with jet black hair, sharp eyes, and a very intimidating mood to him. Tsumiki soon introduced him, her younger brother, Megumi Fushiguro. Though at first he was scary, it’s right to like people that Tsumiki likes, if she likes something, you would. If she didn’t like something, you wouldn’t like it. She was your role model, someone who first approached you. And so, with the built up courage, you approached. “Hello! My name is Y/N. I’m six and a half!” which was actually the standard first-time greeting for kids your age. Pushing your hand forward like an adult for a hand shake, awkward seconds passed until he finally spoke,“ Fushiguro Megumi. five years old” his voice monotone without a hint of the joys you hear from the other boys. “Sorry, He’s not very…social.” Tsumiki quickly said after the cold greeting his brother had given you, followed by an awkward laugh from her.  Although he was a bit odd, you would have to like him, since Tsumiki did as well.

September 5th, 2006

You found out some details about him, but not from him of course, all from Tsumiki. One thing you learned was that he liked to read, since that was usually all he did when you three were hanging out, even when you attempted  to talk to him. you noticed that he likes to eat food that's well paired with ginger, for some odd reason, especially for someone who’s only six years old. Yet you let it slide, since Tsumiki didn’t mind. The one memory you remember would be the one where you were playing hide and seek with Tsumiki, while megumi was reading a book filled with tiny words, which you knew barely nothing of, you had been caught from hiding and started to run away from Tsumiki, where she was the tagger, yet you tripped on a uneven pavement tile, making you scrape your knee. It stung a lot, especially since it was basically solid concrete, your eyes burning a little, but trying not to cry. Megumi was there, rummaging through his backpack and walking towards you with a blank face, crouching down to see the injury. You were surprised he had even seen you fall at this point. While Tsumiki was worried about you but also adoring the little interaction you two were having. Megumi taking out an alcohol wipe to clean the scrape, those ones you would see at the doctors when they were cleaning your wound that would sting like you had been hit by a car. You were terrified. “Noooo!!!! Not the wipe!!” You whined with slightly watery eyes. Megumi looked up at you and sighed. “It’s not gonna hurt”, was what he said, but that was a big lie, a big fat lie. Because right when it touched your skin, it stung. You bit your lip, maybe enough for it to bleed, not wanting to be known as a crybaby in front of Tsumiki and Megumi. The pain did subside though with the help of the plain band aid that covered your once exposed wound. You were a bit bummed out it wasn’t any of your favorite band aids, like the one with hello kitty on it, but you’ll accept, just because he’s Tsumiki’s beloved younger brother. “Thank you!” you said to him after he had put the band aid on, your nose red from the attempt to not cry. He stood up and turned around after, you swore you saw a glimpse of him smiling when he turned. But you were four, how would you remember?

November 23rd, 2006

The last day you saw the Fushiguro siblings, you were waiting for them at the playground, the same time you guys usually meet. Yet, after 15 minutes passed, they were nowhere to be seen. . So, you decided to walk towards their house to check on them , only to see people moving things. . ‘Huh.’ is what popped up in your head that day. Then, Tsumiki and Megumi began to walk out and get into a car, one you have never seen being used by the two of them.  There was also a peculiar tall white haired man going into the car with Tsumiki and Megumi.  But, the people moving boxes from their house only meant one thing: they were moving. You couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that they hadn’t even told you. A trickle of teardrops fell down your cheeks and your sleeves were stained from rubbing the tears off your face. . Megumi turned back, feeling someone staring and saw you, crying, the same expression that he wore that day when you had scraped your knee. Megumi gave you one last look before turning back to get inside the car, where Tsumiki was already in. That day was the last day you saw those two. The last day they would be there to play with you. The last day you saw the Fushiguros.

January 1st,2017

January 1st, 2017, was the day you almost died. Frozen in place from seeing the gruesome monster in front of you. ‘What the hell’, was your only thoughts that momentYou couldn’t move and broke out in cold sweat, because of the ‘thing’ in front of you that was eating a… human limb?! . Blood splattered on the walls, the floors and you could hear the horrible noise and crunch of the monster chewing on the bones. . ‘Run. run. Run. run,’ you screamed internally to yourself,but for some reason, you couldn’t. Then, in the flash of an eye,  someone came in and punched it. You saw a glimpse of bright pink hair and brown eyes. You finally staggered back. It was gone..? How?

The boy looked over at you, kinda like a very curious puppy, “You can see it?”

“What?”

“The curse, like the ugly one”

“Y-yes…”

He smiled, like a big beam of sun, so warming.

“I better tell Gojo about this. You're gonna be my classmate!”

He pulled his hand out forward even though it was still covered in the goo.

“Oh-” 

He wiped it after noticing it though.

“My name is Yuuji Itadori.”

That’s how it started. How you had started your training of becoming a jujutsu sorcerer.

January 3rd,2017

You could hear Yuji talking, his voice a bit muffled, mixed with the voice of a girl. It was nerve wracking how a girl who was attending a regular high school transferred to one in the mountains, also finding out that she had some weird curse technique of some sort that you still can’t figure out yourself. ‘Here it goes’ you thought. Taking a big breath and finally sliding the door open, walking in. “This is our new student! y/n!”  your teacher, Gojo, said with a big smile.

You lifted your head up finally, to see one girl with short brown hair, slicked to the side, Yuji Itadori, and… Fushiguro..Megumi. You found out the girl’s name was Kugisaki Nobora. She was pretty cheerful, like Yuji. Then there wasMegumi, the same Megumi from eleven years ago, the same one who gave you the bandaid on your knee that day. So, you being you, you tried to approach him again.  A small spark of hope grew inside you that Megumi would say something back. Anything.  But, as expected, he just walked away, crushing any lasting hope that you had into ashesUntil you met him in the hallways while going back to your dorm.

“Megumi.”

He looked at you, his hands in his pockets, with that same blank expression.

“How’s tsumiki?” you asked, since that was the first thing that popped into your head. 

That's when it hit him. The sad look on his face when you mentioned her name. He looked away for a moment. The whole mood just got brought down even more. He finally just crumbled, the once stone statue crumbled in an instant. He crouched down on the ground covering his face while his body was shaking. You quickly went down knowing that something had probably happened. 

“Megumi?”

You tried to put your hand on his back but he quickly swatted it away. His face getting revealed, tears rolling down his delicate green eyes. He was crying, in front of you. He felt warmth the next second, your arms wrapped around him, making him finally give in and cry it all out. He was hurt. 

“Oh..it's going to be alright..”

But he shook his head covering his face on your shoulders.

What had really happened?

January 4th-5th, 2017

This was themost awkward situation you’ve ever been in. sparring with THE Fushiguro megumi, and after last night seeing him like that?! You gave Nobora the saddest face, mouthing to her, ”please get me out.” You had gotten beat up quite a bit after the sparring session. You walked towards Yuji and Nobora for comfort.

“Does he usually hit so hard..” you groaned

“What.? He went so easy on you!” Yuji said

“WHAT.”

There was no way he would go easy on you. Why would he? 

You thought about that for some time, no, the whole day, and you made the conclusion, it’s probably because Tsumiki said something..

But what really happened to her that made him break down like that last night..?

So you went up to your sensei, finding out the horrifying news to which would make you break down too if you were in megumi’s shoes. Tsumiki fell into a coma. 

The next day, you didn’t really process things well. Yuji would be talking to you head on, yet you were in another world. The whole day.

October 5th, 2023

It’s been years, and Tsumiki was still in a coma. Well, she was in front of you after all, laying down in the hospital for god knows how long. Megumi besides you, just looking down. You guys have gotten closer throughout the years though. Knowing each other's hobbies and sorts.  One wet droplet fell on the blanket of Tsumiki’s and you looked to your right. He was crying, just like that day, his fluttering eyelashes slightly clumped together from his tears. Even if he was crying, he was still drop dead gorgeous. You really didn’t know what to do in this situation except to hug him, when the feeling of deja vu hit you. “It’s gonna be okay..” you said repeatedly, even though you wouldn’t know half the pain he felt. 

“Y/N.. it hurts.” 

“I know..” 

You regret saying those words right when it came out of your mouth, you knew you were lying, you could never feel how hurt he was.

Him crying like that, was what ended you up in the bar, drinking to your heart's content with him. The beer bottles out on the table from others, the bustling restaurant and the drunk workers talking to each other. Other college students having a party for who knows what. But what really concerned you was Megumi’s drinking skills. You could handle maybe 3 quarters of a bottle at most. But he couldn't even handle half. He was already confessing to you about how even though he looked like he hated Gojo sensei, he was grateful that he had a home thanks to him. Just hearing that made you sober.  Telling you how Yuji and Nobora were actually the first people after you to talk to him without being scared. Soon after his rants, he  fell asleep. This led you to having his arms on your shoulders, carrying him into his apartment (you found his keys in his pocket). Clacking your shoes off the front door, finally, you just have to make it to the couch. One step, two step, three.. You felt a hand creep to your waist, pulling you down with him, you landed with a big oof on the couch. 

“y/n.”

You were only mere inches away, you could feel his minty breath against you. While he nuzzled his head against the crook of your neck. 

“Megumi, you're drunk..”

He shook his head.

“Mm..shut up.”

He raised his head up to see your face. His delicate eyelashes flutter to admire you. Oh. he was close. Too close. You were sure it was the alcohol making your ears heated as well as your face. It had to be. 

“I should go-”

He cut you off with a kiss, one so gentle but so alluring. Geez, it had to be the alcohol. Even from breaking the kiss once his lips kept on coming back to yours, like a magnet. You knew he was smart, which was probably how his tongue slid into your mouth, and how his hand slid up your sweater. His hands were cold, unclasping your bra while you were still distracted with the ongoing kisses. Your nipples perked up, while he squeezed and played with it like the little remotes on the claw machines and then that slick feeling in your panties. His other hand creeped to play with your clothed folds.

“You're making me go insane..”  his voice was raspy yet it made your body shake.

 His lips made its way down to your neck, sucking on it. It didn’t make the mess in your panties get better at all, it made it worse. His fingers rubbing your still-clothed clit gently, as you couldn't keep in your moans ever since the beginning anyways, but now it had only gotten louder. The noises filled the room, casting a heated mood. The wet noises of his fingers going in and out of you while your moans filled his ears. How did it even turn out like this? What was more insane was how Megumi looked under you. You knew he was skillful with his hands, after all, he uses it for summoning his shikigamis, but not in this way. Not the way to make your body shudder and feel all tingly when he kept rubbing and thrusting his fingers inside. The light scent of his perfume matched him perfectly. It was all so intimate to you. How his hands roamed around leaving sparks of excitement. Lifting up your clothes from your body swiftly, taking off your panties, while his lips trailing red marks.

“Do you like it?”

Yet your mouth wouldn’t help you reply at all. Only moans coming out. His fingers thrust into you from each breath you take. You were close. Your insides tighten around his fingers, making his dick harden from thinking about the pure ecstasy of his dick inside you instead of his fingers. 

“I’m gonna-” but the last word wouldn’t come out.

“Say it for me” his voice slightly seductive from his usually cold tone of voice. 

“Im gonna cum-” which was followed by a loud moan and your back arching.

His two fingers getting drenched in your cum was such a sight. His eyes filled with raw desire, erupting butterflies in your stomach. 

“Fuck. y/n..”

Even after you came you wanted more, like a magnet for him. You wanted him, no, you needed him. Even though after this your friendship may become a ruin, you wouldn't care less after seeing his dick bulging out of his gray- black boxers. Leading to you trying to put his length inside of you, tempting to megumi. Moaning continuously from each inch getting swallowed deeper inside you. Your hands on his chest while sucked your hard nipples, saliva dripping down your chest. It was so tempting for him to just bring his hands to your waist and thrust you down onto him, but he had some self control. Slowly thrusting up and down from him, squelching noises filling the room. Shit, he really couldn’t help himself anymore. So his hands were brought up to our waist finally pushing your waist up and down.

“Ahn-!” gasping from the surprise of how deep and quick he went.

He flipped you over and started to thrust deeper while occupying your mouth with sloppy, deep kisses. 

“Your tightening around me so much, y/n..ngh-” his groan was even beautiful to you.

His sweat making his body glisten in the dim lighting.  The creaking of the couch was unnoticeable to what was already happening. 

“Megumi, megumi-!” His name spewing out of your mouth from each thrust was melodic. Everything was so sensitive to you, as if your senses were heightened. You thought, at this point his dick would be shaped inside you. His grip on your waist tightening more as he thrust into you deeper, making you already loud moans even louder. 

“I love you for being so damn stupid” thrust “stubborn” thrust “annoying”

Your walls clenching around him, making you cum for the second time, making a grunt spill out of his mouth. His dick getting pulled out quickly while his cum shot onto you. A gasp leaving your mouth from his withdrawal, while your clit throbs from the previous orgasm. He fell next to you on the couch to regain his composure, panting while sweat dripped down his handsome sculpted face. 

After a few minutes you finally realized what mess you made with him as well as what you did with him, first of all. Yet he was unfazed, I mean after all he confessed to you his long burrowed feeling for you while you guys were…  In the corner of his eyes he saw you slap your face to get yourself out of the trance, making him chuckle a little. Bringing some wipes and cleaning the evidence of what had happened. His touch was soft and gentle, who wouldn’t fall for a man like him. 

“I love you too, megumi.”

He looked up at you in slight surprise, “what did you say?”

“I love you, megumi”

You saw the slight pink rise up on his face as well as his ears, and you couldn’t help but smile.

He just continued to help you, but you already knew he loved you as much as you did him. 

[wisteria-lotus]

Just Forty Minutes

written by: Lotus

Edited by: Wisteria

Short synopsis: Yuji was over at your house when all of a sudden Sukuna takes over his body and does yk what with you…

Content MDNI: contains nsfw! , 18+ content, smut, explicit language, slightly forced sex, vaginal fingering, rough sex, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, degradation, breast play (tell us if we missed anything!!)

Pairing: Sukuna x fem!reader (yuji itadori/ gojo satoru mentioned)

Sorcerer AU

It was  three in the afternoon, the time Itadori Yuji and Satoru Gojo (for some reason), came over and trained with you. Both you and Yuji were students of Gojo. 

When you came to Tokyo Jujutsu High as a first year student, the first person to confront you was Yuji. He was a bundle of sunshine, and at first, he was a bit much, especially for someone as introverted as you. But as time passed by, you realized he was a great companion and a helpful partner to have as a friend. You started to become more comfortable around him, treating him like your own sibling. 

You waited outside the front of your house, waiting for Yuji to arrive. Gojo had informed you both that he wasn’t going to be able to make it because he was feeling under the weather when he was probably just busy stuffing food in his mouth. You saw Yuji in the distance waving at you with his wide smile that brightened up the whole room, no, the whole world even. “Y/N!!!”, he called out to you, rushing towards you. You gave him a small smile back and waved your hand. “Ah… I think I left my dagger in your room the last time I came over. I can go get it real quick!” With that, he ran towards your house, pushing open the front door, and clambering up the staircase. You let out a small chuckle, seeing him hurry upstairs like a little puppy. You went into the kitchen and prepared a few snacks and drinks for later, setting it on the dinner table. You continued to wait for Yuji to come back down as you sat on the chair in front of the table. “Tap, tap, tap, tap tap tap….” your index finger tapped the table and your eyes drifted up to look at the clock. 3:45. You frowned and got up from your seat, heading upstairs to find Yuji. There was no way he was looking for his dagger for that long. What was he even doing up there? 

It was deadly quiet and everything was rigidly still in the house. It was unsettling how quiet it was. Yuji was a loud talker and unless something bad was happening, he wouldn’t be this silent. You quickened your pace and came right in front of your bedroom door. There was nothing off about it. The translucent paper on the sliding door helped you make out a faint black figure from the outside, which you identified as Yuji. The figure (Yuji) was still, yet you couldn’t hear a single sound. You cautiously placed a hand onto the door softly and took in a big breath in to soothe your nerves. You didn’t understand why you were so uneasy like this when it was just Yuji but a subconscious part of you knew something was off and it was driving you crazy. With the mustered courage you had inside of you, you slid the door open with your palm to reveal Yuji sitting on the bed. Your eyes landed on him and you let out a sigh of relief. “Yuji, you scared the shit out of me! I'm so glad you're okay,” you walked towards him with a smile of relief. “But what took you so long getting your dagger? You’ve been up here for around 40 minutes…” Your voice trailed off as you heard no response from him, and you looked at him confused. Your eyes trailed down his face and saw the dirty smirk plastered on his face. A smirk? Your brows furrowed. Yuji would never have such an expression on his face looking at you like that, it was usually a happy, bright smile. You laughed nervously. “Yuji, what are you doing on my bed? We should go downstairs before it gets any later. We haven’t even started our training session like Gojo told us to.”

Yuji looked straight back at you, tilting his head slightly. “Go down? And why would we ever do that? We have everything we need up here, especially a comfortable bed to do nothing but sit on. I didn't see a bed downstairs. Unless… you want to do it without a bed.” he said, his red eyes burning up like a blazing fire. His voice wasn't Yuji's and it was deeper and something more… sinister. Then suddenly, you could see faint black marks forming on his cheeks, leaning down to his chin, and then another mark on his forehead. Your eyes went wide with shock and fear as you stood there, not daring to move. “Have you finally figured out who’s standing in front of you darling?” He asked, his arrogant smirk still plastered onto his mouth. Sukuna, the king of curses, was sitting on your own bed. Your hands began to shake as you covered your mouth with one of your hands. “Oh, don't be too surprised. It looks like you’ve seen a ghost,” he chuckled, rolling those blazing crimson eyes at you. “I'm just taking over Yuji’s body for some time and I’ll give it right back to him, I promise. I didn't want to miss a chance with someone as pretty as you.” “What did you do to Yuji, you monster?!” You snapped in an unsteady voice. Sukuna held up his hands as if he was completely innocent. “Me? I didn’t do a single thing!” He said with a stupid grin. “Yuji just let down his guard a little and he's struggling quite a bit trying to get his body back. Serves him right. But no worries, I did promise to him that I’ll give him control after I’m done.” 

Your head was swirling with thoughts and emotions. You felt scared and shocked, but mostly worried for Yuji. You stumbled back and wondered what the hell he wanted from you. You considered making a run for it, but you knew how much of a dumb mistake that would be. You bit the inside of your cheek and felt a tinge of iron from the blood. “W-what do you want from me?” You asked, trying to be confident and seem strong but it came out as a weak question. Sukuna leaned forward, his thick, veiny arms covered in those b̶e̶a̶u̶t̶i̶f̶u̶l̶ darn black marks, resting on his thighs. “Since I wasted 40 minutes of your time being up here, having a nice little chat with Yuji, I just want to give those 40 minutes back to you. Just give me 40 more minutes of your beloved time and I’ll make it the best minutes of your life. Trust me, you know it’ll be worth it.” You froze and considered what he was offering. It was absurd of you to possibly accept but what other choice was there? Your power was nothing compared to him. You had just started training your cursed energy so there was no chance of you winning against special grade curses, nevertheless, the king of curses. Even if you tried to run away, he would probably take your life in a few seconds and the risks were too great to take. “Then… if I offer myself to you f-for 40 minutes, you’ll act as if nothing happened and bring Yuji back safe and sound? Is that right?” Sukuna gave her a wicked grin and she could feel his sharp gaze on her. “Of course. Just 40 minutes with you and I’ll bring back your beloved Yuji with not a single scratch. And, on top of that, it’ll be like nothing even happened! Everything will go normal after and all will be in place.” “Fine I accept…” you whispered with a timid voice, your face flushed in humiliation after realizing those three words would be the ones deciding your virginity. 

His eyes roamed your body shamelessly and in a blink of an eye, you were pushed down onto the bed by his large, calloused hands. “Agh-” You rubbed your head, trying to gain consciousness of what happened after he threw you on to the mattress as if you weighed as much as a mere rag doll. Sukuna glanced at you, wincing and scoffed. “You’re already riled up after I gently put you down on the bed? What a weakling. How do you even call yourself a sorcerer? You glared at him and sat up. “I don't know what your definition of gentle is but that push was definitely not gentle! And I am not weak. I'm an improving sorcerer that’ll-” Sukuna pushed you down again, not wanting to hear your little rant. “You’re right about that. I don’t know how to be gentle but maybe if you’re lucky, I’ll learn with you.” His face leaned in close to yours, his huge, built body on top of yours. His hand reached towards the side of your cheek, his hardened fingers grazing your jaw. His hand traveled to your hair, the locks of your hair intertwined with his fingers. You could feel his warm breath against your skin and it made you shiver in fear mixed with…excitement? He was somehow affectionate with his lingering touches, something you wouldn’t expect from a cold hearted monster like him. You stared at the face above you and made out every mark etched onto his skin. His sharp features and his beautiful crimson eyes that stared into yours was downright gorgeous. He had a sharp jawline that could cut steel and his pink hair from Yuji was riled up and more fiery. In short, he was beautiful. A sort of beauty that when you look into their eyes, you're instantly captivated and all the hate for them that ever existed before dissipates slowly until you only feel a need to be in their arms. “Sukuna…” you breathed out, barely audible. You could see a slight smirk tugging at his lips as his lips landed right on yours. You found his lips to be soft, unlike the rough lips you expected it to be. Your eyes slowly closed as you tasted his sweet mouth, continuing to deepen the kiss. “You taste wonderful,” he muttered. Then, you suddenly felt his tongue circling the inside of your mouth, powerful and strong. You weren’t ready for that sudden move and quickly shoved him away, weirded out by the feeling of his tongue. “No!” Sukuna’s eyes narrowed slightly at your sudden outburst. The two of you remained like this, staring at each other in silence, until he lifted up his hand. You flinched, expecting a sharp slap across your cheek but instead, his palm clamped right onto your mouth. You suddenly felt a weird sensation, as you felt something inside of your mouth. You were quick to realize that he had a mouth on his palm and he had used that to his advantage. “MMH!” you whined, complaining. “Oh shut up you whore. We haven’t even started.” He snapped back, pushing his palm onto your mouth harder, filling your mouth with his tongue. His tongue explored every inch of your mouth, your body starting to heat up. After that small act of defiance you had shown, Sukuna gave you no mercy. All of his gentleness was gone and you could really see who exactly you were in bed with. You couldn’t breath and after what felt like a lifetime, he finally lifted his hand, allowing you to catch a breath. You gasped for air while Sukuna looked down at you with disdain. 

After you caught your breath, your gaze lifted and you saw Sukuna throwing his shirt to the back of the room. He revealed a very built body, with toned muscles, and a six pack. His complexion and structure was godly and you were left gaping in wonder. Sukuna let out a short laugh. “Are you enjoying the view, my pretty little slut?” Your eyes were quick to drift away. “Don't be shy~” he whispered into your ear. He started fumbling with the button of your blouse and began undoing all of the buttons on it. You turned bright red and he continued going until the top was off of you completely, another piece of clothing thrown to your bedroom floor. You lay in bed, your clothes ridden off, and now revealing your bra. Sukuna’s eyes glimmered as he explored your body with his eyes. He then frowned. “This is blocking my view.” With a single swipe of his hand, he unclasped the back of your bra and it went flying onto the floor. He smirked. “That's better.” His hands greedily touched every part of your body. One hand rested on one of your breasts, which he fondled. As Sukuna’s hand delved deeper into her chest, her nipples hardened, betraying your timidity. His finger began circling your nipple and his thumb brushed against the peak of it, earning a whimper from you. The sound you made seemed to excite him, as his other hand slid down your waist and rubbed your hips. Then as soon as his hand was going to reach the part of you most needy, he drifted his hand upwards, moving away. You let out a whine of disappointment and his hand went over to her other breast, playing with it. He lowered his head and grazed his sharp teeth on your shoulders and nipped at the skin on your collar bone. Shortly after, he sucked on the spot and the pain that was once there was replaced with a sense of ease. His tongue glided up the side of your neck, your neck engrossed with his saliva. He continued on, marking you with the hickeys he gave you, covering your once untouched skin with numerous  and obvious markings. His hand drifted down until it reached the hem of your pants. Sukuna ripped your pants  and got rid of it, providing him full access. His finger tugged on the hem of your panties and he started tracing the outline of it. He took his hand and brought it further down, feeling the wetness. “Such a needy little one aren't we?” His finger hovered above your wet clit and he grazed it with his fingers. You let out a moan and put a shaky hand onto his arm. Sukuna grinned and peeled off the flimsy piece of fabric and threw it to the side. You let out a quiet gasp as he slipped a finger inside your folds, and then two at once. You felt his thick fingers pumping out of you aggressively as your moans grew louder from each touch from him. He tried slipping a third finger inside of you. “You’re so tight right here,” he muttered, trying to sooth you with one hand on your stomach to calm you down. Just when you were about to cum from just his fingers, he stopped. You whimpered and complained. He just gave you an annoying look and as you were about to say something, you heard the zip of his pants. 

You snuck a look and saw his large, hard cock. Your eyes lingered and your heart skipped a beat at the sight of it. He came closer to you and positioned himself so his cock was pressing softly against your entrance. “Say it,” he growled. “Say that you want me, that you need me, that you want me to fuck you.” You let out a shudder and whimpered, “Please- I need you Sukuna-” You were cut off by the sudden intrusion and you let out a sharp yelp. You could feel his large, rock hard cock stretching you and your hands instantly clung on to the sheets. Then, he started to move inside of you, his thrusts slow and shallow at first. His fingers found your clit, rubbing it firmly in time with his thrusts. You could feel yourself tighten against his cock. “That’s it, squeeze me tight, Y/N.” His thrusts became more aggressive after every one, creating a fast and steady rhythm. The room was filled with the sounds of flesh meeting flesh combined with your loud moans of ecstasy and his soft grunts. You felt yourself reach your climax and just then, he pulled his cock out. “No! Sukuna, you evil bitch!!” you cried out, needy for more. “See? Told you that you needed me, you fucking slut.” Sukuna left you writhing on bed, whining for more. After a few seconds, he positioned himself between your legs, his cock hard once more. He rubbed the tip of his cock against your clit, teasing you before sliding it back into your tight pussy. He began to thrust into you, his pace starting slow but building in intensity. His finger dug into your hips, leaving marks as he fucked you roughly, claiming you as his own. You continued your moans of pleasure once again. “I love the little sounds you make… I want you to hear all the sounds you have to make,” he whispered into your ear, his voice dripping with dominance, as you felt his breath against it. 

Sweat dripped down both of your bodies as his thrusts grew more erratic, the final moments of his climax approaching. As soon as he took his cock out, she couldn’t hold it in anymore and cummed. He whispered your name and you both fell next to each other onto the bed. His breaths slowed and evened out. Both of you had no energy to speak and your legs were left trembling violently. Sukuna glanced at you and noticed your exhausted state and lifted himself up from your bed. He began to clean up after himself and helped you clean up as well. After tidying up, he climbed onto bed and lifted your body on top of him. You stared down into his devilish eyes in awe and both of you could feel and hear each other's breaths. His breath tickled your skin as you leaned in close to his face. You wondered how a devil could be this beautiful. His warm, calloused hands cupped your face, giving you a sense of warmth and protection. Your legs were intertwined with his and your hands went over to his chest and caressed him gently. “You’re so damn beautiful… Did anybody tell you that? Tell me, am I the first to see you in such a vulnerable state?” He asked, gazing upon you, no longer with cold, heartless eyes but with more affectionate and feeling ones as if he had a human heart to feel with. “Yes,” you whispered back to him. His head pressed against your face as he embraced you with his big, strong arms. Your hands were on his back, feeling the hard muscles and scars showcasing every memory and every hardship he went through all the centuries of his life. You suddenly felt a pang of something and realized maybe there was something else behind the facade of a ruthless ruler and king. Of course, you couldn’t forget all the horrible things he had done and the innocent people he killed. But at this very moment, you couldn’t feel any hatred towards this monstrous creature. Your eyes brimmed with tears from confusion and hatred towards yourself for feeling remorse for such a person like him. Sukuna smirked but you could see the slightest sadness showing in his eyes, the burning red in them dimming for a split second, and you could catch a glimpse of something that you shouldn’t have ever seen. 

He paused on his carrasses and spoke, “Sleep. You’ll need it. Humans need more rest that we curses do. I wouldn’t want to know that you’ve gotten ill from me.” Your head nodded slightly. “Are you… going to leave?” You asked with your weakened and tired voice. “Don't worry… I won’t do anything to you while you're asleep. And when you wake up tomorrow, everything will be back to normal and Yuji will be back to his original self.” You felt a pang of guilt for completely forgetting about why this whole thing started. Sukuna must have noticed your worry and nervousness and stared down at you. “Don’t worry, nobody expects you to remember anything while I was fucking you that hard.” Your face turned into a crimson shade of red and you turned away from embarrassment. He put you down into bed and covered your entire head with the blankets. “Sleep,” he commanded with his deep voice, somehow soothing your nerves. “Sukuna…” you whispered, as you felt yourself seeping into sleep. “Yes dear?” He turned his head back, as he was walking away from the bed. “Let’s both hope… for everyone’s well being, that we don’t ever see each other again.” He considered your words, a slight glimmer of disappointment and sadness flickering in his once emotionless red eyes. “I hope so too, love.” With that, you drifted away to a deep sleep, and a small, annoying part of you was secretly hoping that this wouldn’t be your last encounter with him.

[wisteria-lotus]

Twisting and Turning

By: Wisteria ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

Contains: angst if you squint, fluff, Yuta being a cutie

Summary: You and Yuta were best friends, after an incident it only made your bond closer, right? Then what changed? There was only one meaning, your feelings for him.

(Okkotsu Yuta x fem!reader)

You and Yuta were like magnets, opposites attract, it's what they say. While Yuta had been the nervous boy he always was, you were like a bundle of sunshine. You guys were known as the best battle duo during your missions with any grade leveled curses. Not even Toge and Panda could beat you in a duo battle. Although currently, the best duo was having a difficult time in the middle of nowhere, fighting a special grade curse, with not just one ability, but with almost billions. It felt like hours passed as your hands were blistered from how much you were attacking with your spear, and so was Yuta. You could see Yuta from the corner of your eye piercing his sword into the horrid curse, but that wasn't the only thing you saw. As you saw the arm of the curse push him away, the sword was still stuck in the curse. You froze not knowing if you should go to Yuta, or continue with the curse. 

“Y/N! Don’t worry about me-” he mustered out from the pain of being thrown.

You trusted your partner and leapt into the curse trying to help as much as you could, getting stabbed, bruised, thrown around, as well as being possibly sprayed by some weird mist. You didn’t know what it was but the pain of all the scars were beginning to numb as you continued to fight. Yuta leaping back to his feet finally twisting his glistening silver ring, summoning Rika, a curse that still made you shake even with the amount of countless times you saw her. In a blink of an eye, the curse vanished slowly, disintegrating like burnt wood, getting crushed, and turning into ashes. Yuta hurriedly ran to you as you went back on your feet.

“Are you okay?!” he said with a worried face, you couldn't help but laugh to see his reaction but also feel the sharp pain in your lungs, for some unknown reason. Your vision became hazy as you slightly swayed while leaning onto a tree,”I’m alright-” you lied, it felt like your lungs were being stabbed with needles. He hurriedly picked you up on his back, leading you to your campsite. ”I told you I’m alright!” But he didn't believe you, as he sat you down on a seat, you couldn't help but smile a bit from his worry. Right as you thought you could settle down from the gruesome and tiring battle, you felt another pain in your chest once again, this time you saw blood, blood on your hands and your uniform. You couldn't stop coughing out blood, the pain in your throat was like sandpaper going against another piece of sandpaper as you continued to cough. “Y/N!” was the last thing you heard before pitch black and a thud. You felt nothing, your body felt numb, as if you were paralyzed. Why did you feel this way? 

 It was blurry when you woke up, your whole body was aching, it almost felt as if it was burning. The blur turned into a more clear, vivid view soon, as you saw big pale hands grasping your own tightly.Yuta was next to you, having his head down on the hospital bed. Weren’t you just fighting a curse, what happened after..? “Y-you're alright..-” it was your beloved partner, looking worried, maybe even tearing up. “I’m alright” you smiled. “I don’t believe you..” his voice muffled from stuffing his face in the blankets. After that incident, he had only been more protective over you, asking for your needs and tending to any injuries you got from your missions. You knew it was for a good intent and allowed him, you were happy about it, but it soon had to come to an end when he had to go to Africa for individual training. Now school life  feels a bit empty, the fifth seat in your classroom empty. Your usual partner in missions, not going out with you anymore. It felt a bit strange but not too strange, since you got over it sooner or later. I mean you could admit, maybe you did miss him at times, yet who were you to tell him if he could or couldn't go to Africa to get better training.

Well, that wasn't a problem anymore, since he was back, in front of the gates of your school.. He had changed, his hair was parted and although his eyes were still the same, they had slight eye bags, his body seeming more refined and formal then before when he was slouching all the time. Everyone gathers to greet him from his return, Maki slapping his back, Panda laughing, and Toge just listing his feelings with ingredients. Yet how come you couldn't have the courage to join them in his return? Yuta took a glance at you, happy to see that you were alive and well. You could only muster a small hello with a smile greeting to your old partner. What was this weird feeling in your stomach? All you knew was that the feeling was unbearably uncomfortable. When you coincidentally bumped into him on your way to your dorm, your eyes couldn’t help meeting with him, only making your face a bit heated for an unknown reason that you still couldn't find out. “Y/N it’s been a while,” he laughed with a small laugh at the end of his sentence. “It has..” your voice trailing off. He notices how you weren't as joyful and playful as you were. “Are you okay?” He asked with curiosity and a hidden concern beneath his gaze. You were startled, he noticed like he always had in the past. You nodded in a hurry not wanting him to worry, but before you could notice he leaned in, his face just inches away while he put the back of his hand on your forehead. It was like an instinct that your face grew even more red and heated. “You don't seem to have a fever..” You quickly grasped his hand away and stepped back. “I’m okay just…a bit hot..?” you tried to laugh it off. Yet you let out a sneeze a bit after, making him show his concern. Taking it out of his jacket pocket he wrapped your neck with a brown and red patterned scarf. “Yeah right..pfft” he couldn't help but laugh at the blunt lie you said to his face.

After the small conversation you had with Yuta, , you hung up the scarf on your clothing rack in your dorm, got onto your spinny chair, and looked up at the ceiling in a daze. It was near the end of the day and you cussed under your breath finally realizing these weird creeping feelings in your stomach. You had missed him, and you actually realized you love him now. You knew he was the last person to even notice anyone had a crush on him, which was a good thing right? Since when did you start liking your mission partner in the first place, your best friend, and also your classmate? You could only think about this the whole night until monday morning soon arrived shortly as you automatically wore your uniform and went to class to hear Gojo, your instructor, to be joking around. Yuta filled up that once empty seat. You couldn't help but notice his calm and comfortable personality which you missed so much. He noticed you leaning on the door blankly staring and he rushed over to talk to you. “Good morning y/n..How was your sleep?”he asked her, as he noticed the slight dark circles under your eyes covered from a bit of foundation and contour you put on. “Huh- oh I’m good.!” you tried to not burst out the door from the once again creeping feeling in your stomach when you saw him. “Class! Today you’ll be working with the first years and mentoring them!” shouted Gojo, yet you knew it was just because he didn't want to deal with it himself. This class assignment led everyone out to the fields.You partnered up with a joyful pink haired boy, Itadori yuuji. He would joke around and compliment you a lot as you helped him. You couldn’t help but laugh because he somewhat matched your personality, which helped you a lot by trying to get away from that stomach-churning feeling for Yuta. Yet still, you couldn't help but notice the glances that Yuta gave you while you were helping Yuuji. You gave him a slight head tilt signifying if he needed something, but he quickly brushed it off in embarrassment, saying it was nothing. 

Later on at lunch, you were eating in your dorm when you heard a knock. You opened the door with a creak to see Yuta, smiling with his warm presence. “Can I come in?” He politely asked for your permission. “yeah sure,” you answered as it was pretty normal to hang out like this again, (though a bit awkward), this familiar room that you always slept in felt a bit unfamiliar now with Yuta. 

“What do you think of Itadori Yuuji..?” he asked, yet you couldn’t read his expression as he was looking away from you, probably observing the new things in your room. “He’s fun, and really cute.”Yuta quickly looked at you again, with a slight pout. “cute?” he muttered, with a bit of depth in his words. You pressed your lips together trying to read this new reaction. Was he…jealous? There’s no way THE Yuta Okkotsu was jealous. Yet you couldn't help but ask, “Are you jealous?” with a slight teasing tone knowing that he would probably just deny it, since there was no way he liked you the way you liked him. He opened his mouth a little, but soon closed it, looking away. “ah.. It’s a bit late.. I should get going to my dorm.” He looked back at you with an innocent smile that you were usually comforted by, but this time it felt a bit confusing. “You're right. It’s late, I’ll see you tomorrow at class,” you replied, smiling. Right as he left the room, the comfortable feeling of being in your dorm came back to your senses.you're probably just imagining things right now, you thought to yourself. You considered the option of taking a shower to clear away these thoughts, which failed miserably as you thought of what just happened thirty minutes ago while getting ready to sleep. He was acting a bit strange the next few days, glancing at you, yet avoiding you at the same time, you couldn't really seem to understand him, but it hurt to know that he was avoiding you. It was unusual without his soft good morning greeting to you in class, snice now he would be ignoring you. You felt suffocated, maybe you had done something wrong, but you knew whatever it is, it won't make you and Yuta’s relationship fall apart whatsoever. As you stormed off to him, grabbing his wrist tightly when he was walking in the hallway, you could see the way he turned as if he thought it was someone else and almost gave a smile until he processed it as you and quickly looked away. “Why are you avoiding me?” was the only thing you could blurt out after seeing his hurtful expression. “Why aren’t you looking at me?” the next sentence just spills out, these suffocating emotions getting in the way. “I-.. I’m not avoiding- well..I mean..I’m sorry” it made you furious to see him looking at the ground while apologizing, not even saying it while looking at you because he was too ashamed. He notices the way your hand which was once on his wrist falling down to your side, while a teardrop fell on the wooden floor of the hallway. He immediately raised his head up to see your crying face, just standing in the hallway. “I’m sorry..it- you didn’t do anything wrong..” he paused in the middle of finishing his sentence and took you to your dorm holding onto your wrist. You didn’t want to face him right now, not when he was the one avoiding you. “Let me go Okkotsu.” trying to budge from his grasp while you two were in your dorm. You raised your head, finally getting the courage to look back at him, the expression on his face was a worried and caring one, just like the expression on the last mission you guys had. “I just.. I didn’t realize it before, not until sooner that I really was jealous of Iadori Yuuji, I-” he was stuttering on his words while still holding onto your wrist. “I like you-,no, I love you, so please..call me Yuta again..” Your immediate reply, was not actually a reply, but a reaction as you looked away from him, covering your face with your arms, Yuta had that same look, you knew it, even without looking at him, but now he was leaning to your face, taking the arm that you had which was covering your face, revealing your obviously rosy pink cheeks.

 “You- could’ve just told me.”  as you tried to avoid his warming gaze. This gives him the sign, the sign which he took to wrap his hands around your cheeks, leaning down, and kissing you. The kiss felt blissful like the warm sun warming you up on a chilly day, or when you finally got near the fireplace after you were outside in the snow. From one light kiss, to another, making your arms wrap around his neck holding him closer. Giggling after with both your cheeks flushed red, “I love you y/n”. “I love you too Yuta”.

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[wisteria-lotus]

Painted

Written by: Wisteria and Lotus

Warning!!: NSFW!, groping??,18+!!!!, unprotected sex, nipple play, rough sex, Rafayel being a little prankster(?) (tell us if we missed anything!)

(around 1k words)

(srry for the wait!)

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You could see a bright light shine upon your eyes as your eyes glinted towards beautiful purple hair. You awoke from a short nap and found yourself on a soft cushioned couch in Rafayel’s art studio. You rubbed your eyes and squinted at the bright sunlight pouring out the vast windows of the studio, showcasing all of Rafayel’s masterpieces that were scattered around the floor. You continued looking around, marveling at his work, when you spotted Rafayel on a high stool, painting away at yet another piece of art. It was a beautiful sight to behold, as the glints of sunlight created a majestic aurora around him and every delicate stroke of his paintbrush was well thought out. He looked behind, to see you awake, as you rub your eyes because of the blurry vision you had when you woke up. As if he had some radar, a radar to see if you were awake, you suppose. He started grinning, like the Cheshire cat in Alice and wonderland, always with something up his sleeve. “You should come paint with me,” He suggested, noticing you gawking at his painting. You looked at him suspiciously, It was a surprise to be asked to do something with him instead of being ordered around as Ms. bodyguard. “I’m not very good at it..” you mumbled, trying to hide that you couldn’t paint even as good as a little 3 year old. “It doesn’t hurt to try,” he said with a big, cocky grin on his face. You predicted he was gonna rub his artistic talent while you were trying to paint with him. And you were right, the moment you tried to paint on the small canvas, he had already made a masterpiece, and he showed it off to you with that cocky face you hated. 

You sighed and attempted to paint something simple when suddenly Rafayel leaned back a little too much and toppled over, losing balance. “Woa-WOaaHHhhhh!!” He yelped and grabbed on to anything he could reach, which happened to be the hem of your shirt. Your eyes grew wide as you fell back with Rafayel, who was still gripping your clothes tight. “THUD!!!” Your eyesight was hazy as you tried to move your body when you realized you weren’t lying on the floor. You felt a firm yet soft surface under yourself. You were in a faze and looked down when you spotted a set of chiseled abs beneath you. “Owww…” Rafayel groaned, rubbing his head. You realized you landed on Rafayel and jumped up in response. Rafayel’s frown was replaced by a smirk. “Where do you think you’re going?” He grabbed your waist before you could get off him and swiftly flipped you over onto your back. Your mind was still processing everything that was happening and then, you met his alluring purple eyes. “Rafayel?” He was on top of you, and you had a perfect view of him. His soft, messy hair drooped right above his brows and his eyes were big pools of a purple galaxy. Your eyes made their way to his soft, pink lips. You couldn’t help but to admire this man. As his eyes met yours, he slowly leaned in closer. He couldn’t resist anymore, even when you were sleeping he wanted to give you a light kiss. He wasn't going to miss his chance again, and he leaned in for a kiss on your lips. Your eyes widened to the surprise of his lips meeting you. His tongue slipped into your mouth, your body soon heating up from the intimacy. He was addicted to your lips, how your tongue swirled around his and the strawberry scent that ignites in your mouth each time you breathed out. You could feel his hand tuck inside your shirt and up your chest. Everything about you was like a drug to him. In just a blink, your clothes were spread across the room along with the paintings. His hands are still wet paint, roaming around your body, leaving a trail of colors to where he touched. The paint soothing your skin, the colors being so vibrant. He admired you as if you were the prettiest painting he had ever seen. His lips trailed across your neck to your collarbone and all the way to your stomach. You felt shivers going down your spine from the cold marble floor of his art studio and his warm saliva along your body. The pants and huffs you two were both making filled the room up. Your body felt as if it would melt by his touch.  

His slim hands roamed around and started inching upwards towards her chest. You felt the tips of his fingers rub your soft skin as the hands rested on your chest. Rafayel gently touched your breasts and kneaded them more firmly. His touch was still soft and gentle and he brushed a thumb over your perked up nipple, making you gasp in surprise. He smirked slightly as he looked down at your blushing face. He continued rubbing his thumb in circles on your hardened nipples and slid one hand down to your hips, and it lowered and lowered until his hand was on your inner thigh. As his fingers outlined your panties, he grazed his fingers near slightly. You could feel the warmth of his hands as you felt one of his fingers slip into your folds. “Ah-Ahh~!” You whimpered. Unfamiliar noises spilled out of your mouth the moment his fingers slid through your folds, the welcoming feeling of his fingers inside you making you jolt. He slipped another finger in making you arch your back abruptly ,from the pain that you were addicted to. Thrusting into you slowly as his other hand, still on your breasts, his fingers flicking your nipples making it even harder than it already was in the beginning. The wet noises were satisfying his ears. 

He flipped you over to her stomach with your back facing him abruptly. You heard a faint rustle and a zipping sound behind you, and then suddenly you could feel his hard length press against your folds, not yet entering you. As you kept urging him to make you feel good, as you saw a glimpse of his face, he smirked once again like the Cheshire cat, teasing your aroused entrance. He slowly started to slip his length into your clit and he quickly shoved himself into you with one big push. You let out a big moan and Rafayel took it out, and then thrusted it in again, creating a steady rhythm. “Mpmh.. you're so tight y/n…” For once, you didn't see the smirking face on him, instead his mouth was slightly parted, and his skin gleamed with sweat. Thrusting into each second passing by, not even knowing how many times you called out his name to not go so rough with you, yet not listening like the personality he has of teasing you. “You're doing so good… Be still and be a good girl for me,” He said with a raspy voice, yet it was still soothing. Maybe it had been an hour since you guys started, or maybe even less, but that was only an assumption, as last time you checked the window the sun had been up, now the sun slowly going down the horizon through the big window he had in his studio. He fisted your hair with his big hands and continued thrusting. What felt like the thousandth time, he finally took his length out, you didn't know how many times you came since you guys started but it felt like a dream.  Unless it really was a dream… You woke up to the morning light shining on Rafayel's pale and perfected face. It was as if God created him with his own bare hands, making Rafayel. Comfy on his bed all cuddled up, but also tense for some reason. You turned around to check the time on the antique clock he hung on his wall, but your eyes led to the direction of the mirror, as you slowly sat on the bed, looking at your reflection. One, you naked with hickey marks all over, and two, your body had strokes of paint on it. “I look like a complete mess...” you thought to yourself as you also noticed the pain in your whole body after the long hours spent with him. You sat on the edge of the bed and glanced over to him, and a sudden drowsiness fell upon you, your lack of sleep finally catching up on you. You moved your body close to Rafayel and leaned on his chest when your vision went dark and you fell into deep sleep dreaming about Rafayel…

[wisteria-lotus]

Repeated Mistakes

Content warning: Small amount of gore, includes bloodshed, angst with no comfort (please notify if anything is missing)

Written by: Lotus☪︎ ִ ֶ֢࣪⋆

Edited by: Wisteria

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-660 BCE-

The palace was silent except for the constant scurries of a few workers hoping to finish their job as quickly as possible. It was supposed to be a bright, sunny evening but nothing could be happy when Zayne was having one of the worst  days. The throne room felt different, no one chattering or gossiping, it was empty and vast, nothing but cold air filling it. It was always such a loud and vibrant room, filled with people drinking and playing music but this time, only a single person was in the room. Zayne was perched atop his throne and his knuckles turned white as he gripped the arms of the chair. He was breathing heavily and his eyes that were once a beautiful mix of green and brown were darkened with a dark tint over it. His head was constantly throbbing with indescribable pain and his heart throbbed with hurt that piled up on each other for months. He couldn’t stop thinking about her, it hurt so much to even imagine.

The throne room was now filled with sharp shards of ice from his uncontrollable evol. His emotions were getting in the way once again. He had to keep his evol in check… or else, who knows what could happen? He could hear the gods taunting him and dug his nails into his palm, a crimson red dropping onto one of the shards of ice. The throne room filled with a cold, icy mist.

“I can't do this anymore… haven’t I given enough? What more do you want from me?!” 

Zayne shook in rage and frustration while a single tear dropped down his face. He rubbed his eyes and noticed what he had done to the room. He stood up from his throne and said to himself, “I should start acting like an actual duke.. What am I doing with myself?” He grit his teeth and walked outside the throne room, entering a long hallway. Everything was so blurry and he could barely walk properly. “My evol, it's getting too uncontrollable for me.” His heart beat increased with each and every step as he made it to his office. Zayne collapsed onto his chair and closed his eyes for a short minute, trying to control himself so he could hide those terrible, good for nothing emotions behind a stern face. He leaned his head on an arm resting on the table and looked over at the stack of papers next to him. He sighed. There were so many things to do but so little time… no amount of time in the world could satisfy him, and he had lived for long enough.Zayne put on his glasses, which were studded with a single diamond, to start his work when he heard a soft knock on the door. He grumbled in frustration and went over to open the door. He had clearly given signs to everybody that he did NOT want to be disturbed. He hesitated but ended up creaking the door open.

“Hello?” 

Y/N stood in front of Zayne, with her alluring eyes fixed on him. He was mesmerized by her beauty but reminded himself to snap out of it. He put his cold demeanor and icy glare back on. “Y/N… what are you doing here? Haven’t you been told to not come find me?” 

“I didn’t mean to bother you lord Zayne… I just wanted to check on you.” Her voice was gentle. “I heard from several of the workers that you were having a panic attack. Are you ok?” She had sincerity in those warm words as she looked at him, worried. Y/n had been his advisor for some time and she was someone who Zayne could trust but he had to stop himself from getting close to her, loving her, even embracing her warmth and ruining this life like every other he had lived. 

“No.” His words were laced with bitterness. “And even if I do, you won’t be able to do anything about it. In fact, you’ll probably make it worse…” He muttered. “Just please leave.” 

“Stop trying to chase me out all the time!! You can rely on me,haven’t you realized that after all the things I went through with you?” Her eyes pleaded for him to let her in as she widened the door a bit more. There was a split second where the coldness in his eyes melted away but it was replaced by his usual hardened gaze. “You’re nothing to me and you’ll never be.” He glanced away. Y/n balled up her fists and shoved him aside, entering the room. Zayne tensed and frowned at her. “What are you doing?! ” Y/n gave him a nasty look. “I'm not walking away until you tell me what's going on.” Zayne scoffs at this and remarks, “You’d never understand. The things I did for you.. It never worked. So why would it work in this lifetime?” 

Y/n blinked. “What..? what are you even talking about?” “Forget it” Zayne hissed. 

Y/n gnawed at her lips nervously. Zayne’s gaze settled on her glossy lips, and it was so tempting for him. 

He thought he had a good grasp on himself, until… he didn't. Zayne snatched her wrists and pushed her up to a wall. He caressed her neck and her slender shoulders, leaning in to feel her, to be able to smell her. I’m not making a mistake. This isn’t love, I’m just putting her in her place. 

“W-what the hell Zayne? Let me go!” Y/n panted. 

“Shut up..” He pressed her harder against the wall and stared all over her body, examining every curve. He put a hand on her hips and another on the back of her head, leaning in for a kiss. As soon as their lips touched, Zayne went all in. He was thirsty for her taste and his hunger was unbearable by this point. He pressed harder, sliding his tongue in and tasting her sweet saliva. After a few minutes, he finally broke the kiss. Y/n was all red and was panting, trying to catch her breath. Zayne pretends nothing happened and wiped his mouth with his sleeves. “You can leave.” He was holding back all of his instincts even though he wanted more,Way more. 

Y/n looked hurt and her eyes sparkled with tears. “You’re so confusing. Do you love me or not? Why do you make me feel like this when after, you just turn your back to me? What's wrong with you!” Zayne let out a sigh. “Im.. not.. I’m just trying to-You know what? Please leave Y/n I can't do this today.” Y/n had eyes full of hurt and confusion. Her voice raised, “Why? Why do you do this? Don’t you see that I love you? Why do you have to play with my feelings everyday of my life.” 

Zayne’s eyes flashed with anger. “You don't understand and you never will! LEAVE! You’re just a fucking whore that’ll do what I say. I don't have any feelings for you and I never will.” Y/n bit back tears and turned her back on him. “If that's what you truly believe, then I’ll leave. I just wanted to be some help to you but I guess even that annoys you.” 

Zayne lunges for her and digs his fingers into her shoulders. He dropped his head onto her chest. “D-dont leave… I can't go through that again. Please. I’m.. sorry” Y/n looks at him in disbelief. “Your sorry means nothing.” 

“I didn't mean anything I said Y/n!! It was out of pure anger that I couldn't control. You know how I have anger issues. I wasn’t like this. I was a gentle and loving person but I lost hope and I can't do this anymore. Please give me a second chance Y/n.” Zayne’s eyes teared up and looked desperate. Y/n didn’t bother to even look at him, not wanting to make eye contact with him. Zayne panicked and his hands started to tremble. He was starting to lose control of his evol. Again. “I’m sorry but please.. LEAVE!!!” Zayne pushed her away with much force but it was too late. Shards of ice scattered through the room and one pierced through her arm, splattering blood on the floor. 

Zayne’s eyes widened with fear as he scrambled towards her. “No.. this wasn’t supposed to happen.” The ice disappeared and the room turned back to normal. Y/n’s breath was uneasy and there was still blood dripping down from her arm as she winced in pain.

One of Zayne’s men came in from the commotion and froze in shock. “What are you standing there for?! Get help!” Zayne yelled at him. Zayne was supporting y/n with his arms, basically hugging her until she lightly pushed him away with her other arm. “Don't touch me, you monster.” 

Help arrived and they helped y/n out of the room. She glanced back at Zayne and he noticed how hurt her eyes looked, but he knew it wasn’t because of her arm. All Zayne could do was stare and stare as y/n got smaller as she limped away from his sight. He stood in place without moving a single muscle for a good 30 minutes. “What have I done?” “That wasn’t supposed to happen. I was supposed to help her survive this life and make her happy.”  He leaned on the table for support and covered his eyes. “Y/n..” he sobbed. “I promise.. In my next life I won’t stand in your way. I’ll help you be happy even though it means letting you go.” Zayne glided a hand across his hair, hating himself for being so selfish, after so many lives he still had made the same mistake. As time flew past, and with every minute, the room grew colder, until it was nothing but a barren wasteland of ice.

(2nd post!!)

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Love & Deepspace Fanfics ☆

Xavier☆:

His Hoodie (wisteria)

Zayne☆:

Repeated Mistakes (Lotus)

Rafayel☆:

Painted (wisteria and lotus)

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His Hoodie

Content Warning: Dom!y/n , unprotected sex , overstimulation , fluff(a bit), Xavier being a cutie patootie

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Written By: Wisteria

Editing By: Lotus

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Very first post^^^

It was the middle of a freezing winter, you had thin layered pajamas that barely helped against the sheer coldness.  You shivered and knew by this point, you’d catch a cold in an instance. You looked around to see if you could find anything warm and in the corner of your eyes, you spotted Xavier’s white hoodie.You picked up the soft polyester and wore it over your pajamas, while the hoodie went over your head, you caught the whiff of his entrancing vanilla scent which relieved your whole body. His hoodie got you warm in an instant. It was so pleasing and even though you were in the winter season, smelling his hoodie brought you back to spring. 

You sat on the bed waiting for Xavier to finish showering while looking at your phone, scrolling through all the influencers online. Then, you heard a creak from the bathroom door, warm steam coming out. Xavier stood there while his hair was dripping with water and his pale body was slick with the shine of the water.He looked at you in awe staring at you up and down. His damp towel still on his wet hair and a towel being wrapped across his waist. You looked up to see his bright red face and grinned.

“Do you like the fit?” you said with a playful tone. He nodded slowly while trying to hide his tomato-like face away from you. You could only laugh at the embarrassment he felt. You decided to get up and slowly lean closer to Xavier, as you felt a water droplet from his hair drop down onto your head. You inched closer, just enough to tease him. You were so close to the point where you could feel his warm breath. You looked at his pretty face and his dripping wet hair, realizing how lucky you were. Xavier was still frozen as if you made a computer die, and right when you tried to look away, his soft lips came crashing down to yours. You could feel the warmth of his hand creeping up your neck to support you. Xavier broke the kiss after a few seconds and looked away in embarrassment, even though you were both yearning for each other's warmth.

You reached your hand out and grasped onto his soft cheeks, pulling him in for another kiss. This one lasted longer. Next thing you know, you were both on the bed, the air filled with lustful noises. The room that was once cold from the weather, felt warm like a steamy sauna. Both his hoodie and your pajamas fell to the floor, as you laid on top of Xavier in a trance. You scanned him from the top of his head to his length. You could only want to tease him as the only motive Xavier had was to hide from the embarrassment. You leaned in to kiss him and slowly slid your pussy to his length. It stretched the inside of your walls as your mouth just spilled. As you arched your back from the sensation of the stretch. You started rocking up and down on him feeling every inch of him, it kissed your clit delicately each time. As you saw Xavier looking at you, as if you were one of the most beautiful things in the whole world, like the bright sun shining down on him. You hit your peak, your rocking became sloppy. As you stayed there trying to catch some air, Xavier took his hands to your waist, thrusting upwards continuously. “Wait- Xavier-”You couldn't let out more words from the unexpected action he made. You could only make out the sounds of your skin clapping and the lewd noises you two made, but also the pleasure in things. Your pussy felt so welcoming to Xavier, like a present given to him on his first birthday. “Xavier- your too-ngh~ fast” You couldn't take it anymore. He could feel your pussy clenching around him as he made his thrusts faster. Your legs grew weak as you came, it felt like your whole body melted like a candle, As Xavier came as well with you after a short while of this steamy moment.

The next morning, you could feel and arm around you, covering you with warmth. You saw Xavier sleeping blissfully as the sun shone on his hair, making him even more mesmerizing. He started waking up, groaning from his sleep and saw you. It felt so refreshing to see your face in the morning. He couldn’t stop smiling. “I love your fit..” he whispered under his breath,  as he dozed off to sleep once again.

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