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"Goodmorning Starshine, the Earth says Hello!" 22

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Masterlist

All female readers unless stated otherwise

JJK:

Yapper!Gojo

Uncle!Sukuna

Uncle!Sukuna Part 2

Uncle!Sukuna Part 3

Uncle!Sukuna Part 4

Uncle!Sukuna Part 5

Uncle!Sukuna Part 6, 6.5

Uncle!Sukuna Part 7

A Mothers World

What's Going On SMAU

An Intimate Celebration

Sweet and Sour SMAU

Sweet and Sour Part 2

It's Not Working Out SMAU

ONE PIECE:

Oh My Love ➳ Here!

Pride and Anger ➳ Here!

For the Dancing the Dreaming ➳ Here!

The Wounds we Cannot Heal ➳ Here!

Another Story ➳ Here

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Your Uncle!Sukuna AU has my heart 💖

Question/thought about chapter 6: he flashed back to that comic being a way for him and Jin to connect. Did he buy that copy of it for himself or as a way for him and Choso to connect/the boys to connect with each other?

awww thank you so much!! I'm very glad you're enjoying the series!

He actually bought the copy for Yuji! It's a bit of a spoiler, i guess, but in the next chapter, whenever I can get it finished up and out to yall, he's gonna give it to him as a present. The actual chapter will have more of an emotional explanation as to why and the meaning/purpose behind doing so lol, but a watered-down version would be that Sukuna wants to use it to connect with Yuji!!

I hope that answered your question well enough, and please, let me know if you have any other thoughts!! thank you so much for reading, and i hope you have a lovely day!!! <3

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hello! happy new year! i wish you all the best, how are you doing lately?

Happy new year!! Thank you sm :) i am doing good, this month has brought some positive changes that I think will help me feel less stressed lol, so I am feeling positive about things!!

I wish you all the best too, and thank you so much for your ask <3 i hope you're having a lovely new year!!!

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Hii!! Its been a while since u post, i hope u r doing ok 🫶🏾 Do u think ull be doing anymore of the sukuna story? No rush!!

Thank you! I am doing okay, thankfully things are looking up :) I absolutely will be doing more for my Uncle Sukuna series and other JJK stuff!! Right now, I'm a little more inspired to write for One Piece, but I still have ideas/plans for Uncle Sukuna, and definitely intend to do more chapters! I apologize for the wait, truly, and ask for a little more patience with me because finding time and mental capacity to write has been a bit difficult. I appreciate the love and support I've gotten, and I am so sooo glad that you enjoy my writing!!

Have a lovely day, and thank you again for reading!!! <3<3

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Another Story

disclaimer: crying, tearful reunion, not too angsty but still sad/bittersweet, one piece x female OC, Ace's death is mentioned, takes place towards the end of the two year time skip, spoilers, not proofread, short summary: Yuma's routine is interrupted by a familiar stranger. What started as a normal day turns into a tearful reunion.

Yuma shifts the items in her hands as she walks through the trees, her feet kicking at sticks as she goes. She blows a fallen bit of hair out of her face as she looks up.

The trees start to spread apart, the forest opening up to the grassy cliff side. Yuma stops in her tracks when she reaches the tree line.

Someone else was at Aces' grave.

She squints, on guard as soon as she clocks the unexpected presence. Their back is turned toward her, and all she can see is the blonde hair and dark coat of the trespasser. She slowly leans down to place her things at the the base of a tree, before placing her hand on the knife at her side. Taking a few cautious steps forward, she makes sure to be quiet as she gets closer to the figure. As she approaches, a strange feeling of familiarity starts to hit her, despite being unable to see any other features of the person.

When she's a few yards away, she stops. Yuma stares at the person for a bit, confused by his presence and how he even got there. Before she could say a word, however, he turned his head slightly, exposing scarred skin around his eye. Then, he spoke.

"Long time no see, crybaby."

Yuma's eyes widen, a breath getting stuck inside her throat. What? The voice was mostly unfamiliar, but that name. Crybaby. Only three people called her that as children, two of which...were dead. Or at least, they were supposed to be.

Unable to find the words to reply, she examines the man again. This time, she looks down in front of him, and sees a wooden crate. The items atop it bring tears to her eyes, and cause a gasp to leave her lips.

There were four bowls of liquid, and a half-empty bottle of sake.

Yuma looks back up to his face. She can see his grin from the side, before he finally turns around. As soon as she sees his face, her tears start to fall.

Despite the age, scars, and the clear changes in his appearance, when Yuma see him fully, all she sees is that blonde, young boy with a missing tooth with whom she had shared a bowl of sake and called her brother.

"S-sabo?" She asked in disbelief, her broken voice barely carrying across the space between them.

A sob left her lips when his only response was a chuckle, his grin widening so much that his eyes close. She doesn't hesitate, running towards him. He opens his arms wide, yet still grunted and had to step back to stabilize them when she crashes into him. Yuma hugged him tightly, making him wince through another chuckle as he held her back. Her face was shoved into his chest, tears soaking his clothes. Sabo couldn't understand a word she was saying as she tried to speak through her sobs, her words mixing with her cries and making her unintelligible.

They stood like that for a while, only pulling apart when Yuma's sobs turned to soft sniffles. When she finally looked up at him again, it was with a bleary look of disbelief and skepticism. How was the possible? He has been dead for so long...how was he here now? She couldn't wrap her mind around it. Part of her was terrified that this was a dream, a trick being played on her by her own mind. She so badly wanted it to be real, and didn't know if she could handle it if it weren't.

Sabo smiled, ruffling her dark hair. "I'm sure you have a lot of questions, so do I. But first, how about a drink?" He moved aside, reminding Yuma of the sake behind him. With a tearful smile, she nods, and together, they sit and drink from two of the bowls.

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After Sabo explained everything to Yuma, she was left shocked and heartbroken. Her brother hadn't even remembers his siblings until one of them was already dead. She felt terrible for him, knowing his grief was much different but just as strong as her own.

She was happy, though, that telling him stories of the rest of their years as kids and all the chaos they caused could put a smile on his face. Even through the tears they cried together, they were still able to find good moments to share about the years they were kept apart. Between stories, tears, laughter, more tears, and remaining disbelief, the two siblings sat in front of those graves for hours. Neither of them wanted this time together to end.

But alas, all good things must. When Yuma heard the distinct sound of a Den Den Mushi ringing from Sabo's pocket, they both paused.

Sabo sighs, reluctantly pulling the snail out, and declining the call. He looked back up at Yuma with a frown. She looked back with a sad smile.

"You can't stay any longer, can you?" She asked quietly, already knowing the answer.

"No, I can't." He answered. Neither of them liked the fact. "I wasn't supposed to stay as long as I have."

Yuma nods, trying hard to be understanding. She knew he was important, and had a lot of responsibilities within the Revolutionary Army. She couldn't ask him to put those off for her, no matter how badly she wanted to.

Sabo stands, putting his hat back on before helping her to follow. As soon as she was back on her feet, she wraps herself around him once again, holding tightly.

"Thank you for being alive." She whispered into his chest, tear filling her eyes again. This time, Sabo had no trouble understanding her. He hugged back just as tightly.

"I was going to say the same." He admitted quietly into her hair. "I'm sorry it too me so long to remember you all. But I'm glad I did before I lost you and Luffy too."

Yuma closes her eyes to try and stop herself from crying again, before slowly pulling away and looking up at him. Even with teary eyes, she smiled brightly.

"Now that you do remember, I better see you again." She said playfully, trying to find happiness even in a sad goodbye. Sabo chuckled with a nod.

"You will." He assured. He ruffled her hair again, to which she swatted his hand. His Den Den Mushi rings again, making them both sigh. Yuma finally takes a step away, letting him go.

"My dad needs you, it seems. You probably shouldn't make him wait too long. I don't know him but I doubt he's a patient man." Yuma says with a chuckle.

Sabo nods in agreement, though it's reluctant. They both know he can't prolong his departure forever. With another hug, and a wordless goodbye, Sabo begins to make his way towards the trees. She watches him walk away, hating every step. She just got him back, the last thing she wanted was to loose him all over again.

But the last year and a half had shown Yuma that distance does not break family. No matter where Sabo was, or where she was, they could always count on one another. They would always be siblings, time and distance be damned. So no matter how much it hurt to watch him leave, she was comforted by the fact the she hadn't lost him at all. She would see him again, and that was enough for her.

Once she finally lost sight of him, she turned back to Ace's grave and sat down again. She stared at the name carved into the stone, tears in her eyes before a large grin took place on her lips. A light, cheerful laugh left her as she tilted her head back. The wind blew against her, her hair and Ace's hat flapping with the breeze.

After a moment, four small balls of light lifted from Yuma's hand, picked up by the wind. They swirled around each other as the breeze carried them away, being pulled and pushed apart over and over. Yet, as Yuma watched them float away, she smiled at how the lights were never truly separated.

an: I am not the happiest with this. it was hard to write exactly what i composed in my head, but i wanted to write what i could anyway. I have to accept that not everything i write is perfect, and I might not be the happiest with my work sometimes, but still encourage myself to write and post it. Otherwise, i don't think i'll have that much motivation to continue doing so. So even though it's not the best, I decided to post it. Feedback is very much appreciated and desired. I do hope it's enjoyable to read, and that everyone has a lovely day <3 want to see more of Yuma? look here

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The Wounds We Cannot Heal

disclaimers: spoilers (?) for Marineford, angst (surprise!), not an x reader, One Piece x my female OC, mention of wounds, blood, guns, war and fighting, sad and insecure Ace, grief, heartbroken Luffy and OC, childhood flashback, characters possibly ooc, not proofread, etc. This is my introduction to my oc, Yuma. She's Luffys twin sister and a Straw Hat member. More info about her (pre & post time-skip) will be revealed in different one-shots, but won't be posted in any specific order for the most part. Don't learn a whole lot about her in this one but I do still hope you enjoy!

Yuma watched Ace from a distance. She looked on in silence as he sat at the cliff face, seemingly in thought. She could only imagine what kind of things filled his head.

With a sigh, she picked up her basket, and moved towards him. She didn't greet him as she plopped down as his side, crossing her legs as she faced him. Grabbing his bruised hand, she pulled it to her lap before reaching into her basket and pulling out a small jar of cream and some bandages. Ace didn't acknowledge her, so she worked in silence.

Yuma rubbed the cream over his bloody knuckles before wrapping the bandages around his hands, loose enough that they didn't restrict him but still stayed on. As soon as his hand was finished, she finally looked at his face. Even from the side, she could see the bruises already forming around his cheek, and the cut on his forehead. She stares at him for a moment, knowing he was intentionally avoiding her eyes.

Yuma knew he chosen brother well enough now to know that his silence wouldn't end until he was ready for it to. So she simply turned his head to face her, before going back to silently applying the cream to his wounds. Once his head was wrapped up, she moved to his other side and began to work on that hand, before checking him over for anymore injuries. When she was satisfied, she put her things away and settled next to him again, this time joining him at looking out of the vast sea.

It wasn't until the sun started to set, with the sunlight just starting to touch the ocean, that either of them spoke.

"I don't think I was meant to be born." The older boy says quietly.

"What are you talking about?" Yuma asks, shocked by his words.

"That's what everyone thinks, that a child of Gol D. Roger shouldn't exist. I should never had been born."

Yuma was angered by Aces' words, as well as saddened.

"Who are they to decide if you should be alive or not?" She questioned strongly. Ace turns to look at her in surprise, her tone making it seem as if she herself had taken offense. There was a challenge in her eyes that only continued to stun him. "Why should you base your existence on the opinions of idiots who don't know anything?"

Ace is unsure of how to reply. He had yet to hear his sister respond to something with such conviction and confidence. Yuma huffs, shaking her head to herself. At his silence, she continues.

"It doesn't matter if you were meant to be born or not, anyway. You were, and you're here now, so what matters is how you live the life you've got. You should care more about that, and not about what people who don't even know you think. You have people who love you, and the ones who don't shouldn't determine whether you are worthy or not." Every word she spoke was done so with complete confidence, as Yuma was sure that her words reigned true.

Ace felt something in him ease at her words and the passion behind them, and her confidence despite her words being the opposite of everything he felt. Something larger kept him from believing her, but he was still grateful.

Before he could reply, the loud calls of Luffy and Sabo could be heard somewhere behind the trees. Both kids looked in the direction before Ace stood up first, picking up Yuma's basket. She followed his lead as he started walking in the direction of their brothers without a word, knowing she wouldn't be getting a reply. She knew he would still have his doubts and insecurities, and no amount of reassurance from her could change that. She just hoped that one day, he would see himself the same way she does.

As they approach the tree line, Yuma suddenly rushed into Aces' back, making him stumble a bit in surprise. He arms wrap around his torse, and her grip is tight enough to make Ace wince.

"I love you, and you have to say it back." Yuma speaks into his back, her tone and grip leaving no room for argument. Her brothers has a nasty habit of avoiding her words of care, instead choosing to show that care in other ways. But sometimes, like now, she simply needed to hear it.

Ace sighed, but smiled slightly to himself. "I love you too, idiot." he replied, rewarded by Yuma letting go and rounding him with a grin on her chubby face. She raced ahead without another word, calling out for Sabo and Luffy, knowing Ace would follow.

Ace watched as she ran away, his small smile still in place as he thought about her words and how sure she spoke them, even when he struggled to be so confident. As he caught sight of his siblings running and swinging through the trees, he let himself settle on that thought that, even if he wasn't worthy or meant to be alive, he now had something worth protecting, something worth living for. With that thought in mind, he took off after the others with a laugh.

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Yuma stared in shock, frozen as she stood right beside Luffy as he held their dying brother. She tried to take a step closer, but could only collapse to her knees as she watched the scene in utter disbelief. It couldn't be real, how quickly everything had gone wrong. It just couldn't be.

She crawled closer, reach out to Ace. She looked at the hole in his chest in shock, her instinct being to find a way to heal him, to patch his wounds. Something that, this time, she wouldn't be able to do. Her eyes only left his wound we he looked at her. She saw the smile on his face as he spoke what she realized would be his last words.

"Thank you...for loving me."

Yuma let out a cry as she watched her brother die and fall to the ground in front of her twin as he too cried out in anguish. She could hardly hear Luffy's sobs over her own and the ringing in her ears that was getting louder and louder. The smell of gunpowder, smoke, and blood invaded her sense. Her lungs begged for more air, which her body refused to allow. Her chest tight, while the rest of her felt numb.

The last thing she saw through flooded, bleary eyes was her twin brother passing out from shock and her own hands reach for him, before she followed suit.

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Authors note: Did I go MIA for 7+ months even though my last post was about being more active? Yep! Can I promise that I will be more active with my posts and getting back into the stuff I have already started? Nope! But like I said before, I really will try. I know I mentioned working on my other series more, but honestly, this has been the first time I've been motivated to write in months, so I kinda have to go with what I am actually being inspired by. Haven't been on tumblr in a minute either so I haven't had much JJK inspo, but I do still intend to continue that stuff, when I can. I really do appreciate the support and everything, and I hope that if you found my account for something else, you still enjoy reading this :) also, happy new year everyone!

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Royal Advisor!Nanami

this was an idea I had around the same time I started writing the Uncle Sukuna series but i didn't have many chances to work on it. it's short, but sweet (i think), and i do intend on turning it into a full fic one day. i hope you guys enjoy <3 also, Nanami might be ooc, so i apologize if that bothers anyone.

Royal Advisor!Nanami who has been a trusted ally to the royal family for many years. After rising up in the ranks, starting as a lowly soldier, he made a name for himself in the higher circles. After being knighted, his reputation only improved. The nobles would praise him for his bravery and intelligence, and constantly offer high coin to pay for his services. Women (and some men) would fawn over his handsome looks, and all would admire his skills on the field.

Royal Advisor!Nanami who becomes the official Royal Advisor the same day you become Queen. Despite being pretty familiar with each other from over the years, you didn't know much about the man at first. But you quickly realized he was the one person you could always rely on and trust, which means he becomes the person with whom you spend most of your time.

Royal Advisor!Nanami who seemed to know what you needed before even you did. When you return to your chambers after a particular long day to a nice, relaxing bath already made with your favorite bath salts and your favorite scented candles spread around the bath, you know Nanami was the one who ordered it to be ready. When a long-standing member of the council is practically harassing you about marrying, constantly bothering you with the importance of finding an appropriate husband, is suddenly issuing a formal apology for his persistence, you know that you have Nanami to thank (though he never takes credit-you see the twinkle in his eye).

Royal Advisor!Nanami who you can't help but grow more and more fond of. You try to tell yourself it's simply because you knew that you could trust and rely on him, that he was good at his job and at being your confidant. But eventually, when you found yourself absentmindedly admiring the sharpness of his jaw, or how handsome he looked in the light of the lit library fireplace, you started to realize your fondness of him wasn't entirely friendly or appropriate considering your position. As more time went on, and you slowly allowed yourself to accept these feelings, you started noticing how he behaved and acted around you as well. You started noticing how he sought you out at times, just to be in your presence, how he protected you on instinct even when it wasn't necessary, how he listened to your rambles on the books you likes even when he had no interest in that, everything. It gave you hope, hope that you were reluctant to accept, that perhaps your newly-acknowledged feelings weren't unrequited. With that hope, you started to think of ways to finally get the truth, preferably without offering your whole heart beforehand.

Royal Advisor!Nanami who had disliked most of his previous positions. He became a soldier because of duty, and rose up in ranks because he was efficient, disciplined, and strategic. Even then, he only accepted those promotions because they allowed him to live a good life, and because he felt it was his duty to take on the jobs he was the best man for. Even when he accepted the position of royal advisor, his original motivation for doing so was because he felt he could improve certain aspects of the council and royal government.

Royal Advisor!Nanami who wouldn't admit to anyone, not even himself, that he liked this position the most because of you. Even though his duties were plentiful, and he dealt with frustrating and persistent nobles on a daily basis, he enjoyed being your advisor. He enjoyed being the one you spent most of your time, the one you confided in, the one who's opinion you valued above all else. He found himself enjoying spending time with you, whether for duties or for leisure. In fact, his favorite part of the day was when he would meet you in the library after supper. At first, it had been a coincidence that you both were there at the same time, but it quickly became habit. Despite spending most of your days together, you two would still meet every night after dinner, in the peace of quiet of the library, where neither of you were burdened by the weight of your responsibilities. It was a small retreat that gave him immense comfort, just as it did for you.

Royal Advisor!Nanami who doesn't know how to explain the feeling in his chest when Satoru Gojo, the next-in-line to the Gojo throne, and a particularly important ally, visits your kingdom. Of course you welcome him with open arms, insist that he have the best care from the servants while he is here, and you even start preparations for a small ball to be thrown in his honor. Nanami wishes he could pretend the jealousy and anger he felt every time he saw Gojo anywhere near you didn't exist, wishes he could ignore the stabbing feeling he got every time he saw how well the two of you got along.

But he cannot.

Royal Advisor!Nanami knew that Gojo and you were friends in childhood, being allied kingdoms and all, and you still shared some things in common to this day. Primarily your status, as Gojo was set to be king of his own kingdom soon. Nanami couldn't help but acknowledge the fact that, politically, Gojo and you would make a perfect royal match. He couldn't deny that it would bring two strong kingdoms together, or even say that it would be a particularly dreadful marriage considering the two of you were at least friends. In fact, the longer that Gojo remained a guest in your kingdom, the more Nanami was forced admit to himself that a betrothal between the two of you would likely be a prosperous and good thing. Despite knowing the logic of it, it still made him feel nauseous and a bit resentful.

Which is exactly why Nanami all but freezes when one night, you ask him his opinion on such a matter.

"Do you think Satoru would be a good husband, Ser Kento?" You ask as the two of you stand side by side along the balcony connected to your chambers. Nanami doesn't look at you, forcing himself to remain composed. He tries to think, but two sides of himself are fighting against each other, and he finds it difficult to choose which side to answer with. On one hand, he wants to say that, yes, Satoru Gojo would be a perfect match for you. The kingdoms would be united, likely prosper and grow more powerful than any other kingdom around, and you wouldn't be stuck in horrible marriage without someone you barely know and/or can't stand.

On the other hand, however, he wants to say that Satoru Gojo would never deserve your hand in matrimony. Not because Gojo was unpleasant or bad, per say, but simply because you were so much more. To Nanami, no man, prince or not, would ever be worthy of your affections (not even himself). You deserve worship, devotion, love. To be looked at as if you hung the stars yourself. But Nanami couldn't just say that he thinks you should remain unwed forever just because no man would be worthy enough. Even he could see how that would be silly for a Queen to do, and how selfish it would be for him to suggest it.

His internal dilemma delayed his response, causing you to turn and look at him. Seeing that, he turned his head slightly to meet your eyes. You had a small smile on your lips, one you always seemed to carry in his presence, and your eyes were soft, kind just like usual. He couldn't help but soften slightly himself upon looking at you. He cleared his throat, trying to remain his usual stoic-self.

"I think Prince Satoru would...be a great match, politically, your majesty. He will soon hold a powerful position, and it would be good to unite the two kingdoms." Nanami forced himself to say, despite the ache in his chest. He looked away, back to the stars to take a breath before he continued. "However, I will say, I do not think you should give up on your desire to marry for love, my Queen. Since you took the crown, you have fought many of the council members on this issue, and while I know that you and the prince are...friendly, and have much in common, I also know that...you do not love him." He adds, eyes remaining turned away. Your eyes remain on him, studying his profile, how the moonlight showers his handsome face. "But if you wish to marry him, then you as always have my full support." Nanami says after a period of silence, his voice tense as if he had to force the words.

Unknowing to him, your smile grows hearing the tone in his words. You hum, turning to look back to the night sky as well.

"I suppose you are correct, Kento, yet again. Satoru is a lovely man, and I enjoy talking to him about shared moments from our childhood. But I do not love him." You say swiftly. Nanami finally brings his eyes back to you. "And I imagine the fact that he is already betrothed to another is a good reason to avoid such ideas as well." You add, glancing at him with a mischievous looking grin. Nanami looks at you in confusion, having heard nothing of the prince being promised to another. And if that was so, why were you asking anyway? You held back a chuckle at the look on his face, turning to face him fully.

"I just wanted to see how you would react to such a proposition, Ken." You said, voice gentle but grin still present. Nanami looked at you in surprise, a light flush appearing on his ears at the fact that likely he hadn't done the best at hiding his true emotions on the matter.

"I'm not sure why that would be necessary, your majesty." He says, clearing his throat again. Perhaps he should see the physician about that.

"It was necessary, Ser Kento, because I wanted to try and see if you perhaps held the same affections for me that I do for you." You reply. Your smile softens, turning the slightest bit shy as you so boldly admit the feelings that you had tried hard to ignore for so long. His eyes widen, stoic facade failing as he stares at you, frozen once more.

There is a moment of tense silence, you heart racing as you wait for his response, wait to see if your admittance has either ruined your your relationship with your most trusted ally, or if it has set the path for a happier future. His heart is racing as he tries to come to terms with what your words meant. Affections? She holds affections for me? Does that mean that she feels for me how I have denied myself the right to feel for her? He is only broken from his own thoughts when he sees you fidget, very unlike yourself. He assess you on instinct, making sure you're okay before he realizes you had done so out of nerves, waiting for him to reply.

"My queen..." He starts, trying to find the words to say. "I am by no means deserving of your affections, your majesty. In fact, I think that no man alive would ever be worthy of such an honor. But...even though I have tried to deny them, I must admit, I do...return your feelings. And despite myself, I think I have harbored them for a long while." He says, a feeling of relief replacing the longing in his chest as he finally admits his love for his queen.

Your eyes light up, smile threatening to take over your face though you tried to remember yourself and not turn into some giddy teen. He can't help the small smile that takes place on his lips at the look on your face. So beautiful he thought. His hand twitches, hesitating to reach for you like he so desperately wants to, but slowly raising anyway when he tells himself to stop denying the truth of what he wants. He cradles your cheek, his touch light but telling of his reluctance to hold you as if you were his. Little did he know, that you already were.

His confidence grows when you lean into him, eyes fluttering a bit as you feel his warmth seep onto your skin, before you look into his own. He steps closer, so much so that you share the same air. The chill of the night is a stark contrast to the warmth he provides, and it makes you lean into his form just a little more.

"May I...may I kiss you?" He asks, voice practically a whisper, as if telling a secret only the two of you shared. Being so close, you could see the blush on his ears, though your sure it matched your own.

"Please do." You return his whisper, eyes shutting when he takes no time to connect your lips.

He kisses you softly, gently but not as if you are fragile, more as though you were precious. He kisses you as though he was savoring it, the plushness of your lips, the feeling of hold your body close to his own. It is soft and sweet, but the longing both of you felt (whether acknowledged or not), the feelings you both hold are clear, felt with every second that passed. It felt like forever before he finally pulled away, yet not nearly long enough for either of you.

As he looked down at you, a softness and openness to him that you had rarely seen, you couldn't stop yourself as another grin appeared.

"Perhaps your next promotion should be to King." You joked, though you meant your words entirely. He chuckles, eyes flicking across your face as if taking you in for the first time.

"As long as I am by your side, my title matters not." He responds, before pulling you in to another soft, loving kiss under the beautiful moonlight and twinkling stars.

Royal Advisor!Nanami who quickly becomes King Consort!Nanami, with little to no objection from the council since he was such a respected figure, so they didn't focus much on the fact that he wasn't a noble. They did object, however, when he asked for no coronation, not seeing a reason to host a large event for himself. He compromised on a wedding coronation, agreeing to be crowned and officially made King Consort on the same day he married you. Afterwards, of course, and he made sure they kept it quick. He simply wanted to get the formalities out of the way so that he could celebrate earning the title he had longed for a long time.

Your husband.

did i finish this at 2 am? yes. is it proofread? barely. could it be shit and i'm just too tired to realize it rn? absolutely! so if this is gone within a day, it's bc i got some sleep lmao. anyways, let me know what you think. any and all critiscim is appreciated and gratefully accepted! also, lmk if there are any typos or anything i need to fix. I hope you guys enjoy, and I hope everyone has a lovely day! <3 don't be like me, get some sleep <33333

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✦︎Sukuna x reader All yours.

"'Kuna?" "Hm?" "Are you comfortable with me?"

Sukuna and you had been seeing each other for the past 10 months. Ten. That should be enough for someone to know if a person likes them, right? Of course it should. That's 300 days. Yet whenever Sukuna was around you, every word, every touch felt calculated. Hesitant. You brushed it off for a while, thinking that it's just how this big burly man, with a staggering height and inked skin, is. But the small responses, the quick look aways were bothering you. And you needed to know. So you found yourself at your apartment, lounging around in the living room with Sukuna seated comfortably on the sofa. A respectable distance between you two. Too respectable for lovers. You tried to initiate proximity, sure, you did. But every time you scooted closer to show him a silly cat video, shoving the phone in his face, he would pull back slightly, glancing away. And these little incidents crept through your pretty mind, creating a turmoil, egging you on to ask the said question. Raising a brow, Sukuna looked at you from where he was sprawled out. Sharp eyes narrowing onto you as if to say, 'Where'd this come from?' But the thoughts of him not wanting you, no yearning for you like you did had seeped through and now you were conflicted. Was Sukuna really comfortable with you? "I mean-", you started, a small exhale leaving you. "...do you feel okay with me? Do you not like it when I'm too close to you? You keep looking away. You can tell me if you don't want to, y'know. I wanna make you feel safe-" "I like you." Woah, that was unexpected. Your brows raised up to your hairline, not used to such a statement by him. Sukuna showed he liked you: through small gifts, but not proximity, though never said it. These words changed things. A tinge of red bloomed across Sukuna's ears as he cleared his throat. He shied away, looking down at his lap. "I do feel comfortable with you, I just..." He grunted, a small frown gracing his lips. How could he tell you that he was shy? How could he tell you that he liked you so much more, that his brain fluctuated every time you smiled at him, that he had to look away to function properly? That every time you cooed at him, he had to physically restrain himself from the cuteness aggression and suppress his urges to squish you? Because the big, bad Sukuna never did that. A snort, then silence. You were trying to hold back a laugh, but you wanted him to talk. "Suku, are you shy?" You asked, smugly raising a brow. What a gremlin. Sukuna thought to himself affectionately. Scoffing, he turned his head away, arms crossed defensively. "Hell no.", he snarked but his pink face said otherwise. "Awwww, you're so cute." You shifted closer, causing Sukuna to tense up as your warm hands cupped his cheeks. Shit, he could melt. "You could have told me. And here I was, thinking you hate me or something.", you cooed. "Your stupid questions make me hate you." "You're sooooo cute." "I take my words back. Get off of me this instant." His hands circled your waist. He didn't hesitate, leaning into you. "Too late, mwah." You plant a kiss to his nose, making him turn red as you laugh with genuine amusement. Your lover was the sweetest thing ever. "Don't shy away from me, okay? I want you to feel free with me." That made Sukuna's eyes soften, longingly gazing into yours. A smile like that could ruin his life, and he'd let it. Because Sukuna knew you're the only one he'd ever be comfortable with.

First blog. Constructive criticism is welcome with open arms. I would appreciate any requests and prompts. I hope you like this just as much as this upgraded fire boy likes you. Thank you for reading. -Masterlist-

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It's Not Working Out!

When you're their gym buddy (pre-relationship) incl: toji, satoru, sukuna, choso, kento, suguru ex.: just a random smau i had an idea for. since I haven't put much out in a bit, I'm starting small. there are a few mistakes, pls ignore lol. tisn't my best but ah well, I hope you guys enjoy :) kinda suggestive (mostly toji and sukuna) and includes cursing. edit: thank you to @fifigottagoo for the much better title idea <33

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The look of love, the rush of blood

Sukuna x reader. est relationship. down bad Sukuna

BoyfriendSukuna wasn't clingy or needy. He's not the type to cry over a day without seeing you, nor is he the type to pester you with constant messages or calls about your where abouts and annoying you to come see him. A simple text about your plans for the day or even a post it note on the fridge -for the days you slept over which was almost everyday - was enough for him. He was possessive, but he can survive a day or two without you.

Or so he thought.

BoyfriendSukuna was dropping you off your best friends house for an impromptu sleepover. Your best friend just got dumped and now you need to be her shoulder to cry on or whatever. That was fine or at least it was until you mentioned that you didn't know when you'll be sleeping over his place cause apparently these things "take time" and are "unpredictable."

Surprising even himself, he didn't like that. He didn't like that at all. He realized if you weren't sleeping over his apartment, he'd usually crawl into your bed late at night. Still he thought it wasn't a necessity, that falling asleep next to you was a want not a need. Yet now that he doesn't have that option..

Vein throbbing, Sukuna can give your best friend tonight, but tomorrow you will be back on his bed where you belong.

You were saying your final goodbyes in front of his car window. Eyes bright and laced with a warmth he believes you only reserve for him, "Bye, Kuna! Ill give you updates everyday!"

He grits his teeth. Why did it sound like you were going on a month long cruise?

"Oi." He calls out before you could turn around.

Tilting your head, "Kuna?"

For a moment he kept quiet. Carmine eyes taking their time drinking you in, having his fill of you as if he won't see you for weeks. They snap to back to your pretty face, tracing every slope and curve. "Come closer, brat."

And you do which makes his lips curl a bit. Always so obedient for him.

With his left hand, his touch firm yet gentle on the back of your head as he pushes your face towards his.

Soft lips against his rough ones, kissing you long and fervently, devouring you whole in one kiss. He feels you melting into it, whimpering such pretty sounds into his mouth. The tension finally eases out of him and it takes everything in him to pull away.

"Ill pick you up tomorrow," He murmurs against your lips, breath mingling with yours.

You blink. Once. Twice, "But Kuna-"

He cuts you off with another kiss, but softer this time. Gentle even. "No buts, brat. Ill pick you up tomorrow evening at the latest. She gets no more than that. You can visit here everyday for all I care, but you're sleeping with me."

A knowing smile teases your lips, "Are you gonna miss me that much, Kuna?"

"Shut up." He grunts, rolling your eyes at how pleased you look.

You burst out laughing and he hates at how pathetically melts at the sound. How it makes his insides warm like some love sick fool.

After brushing a imaginary tear from your eye, you lean back to his face and press a soft kiss on his cheek. "Don't worry. Ill have one of our other friends sleepover tomorrow night."

"Whatever."

Your smile widens into a grin, "I'll just tell them my big bad boyfriend can't sleep without me."

"Don't you dare-"

You run towards the door before he could do anything, laughter ringing out the driveway. And the way you smile makes his chest tighten in the most pathetic way.

The moment you disappear from view. He groans, dragging a hand down his face.

Fuck.

He didn't realized he was so down bad that going home without you felt like a life sentence.

So pathetic. So damn pathetic for you.

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knocked out up!

getting back shots in someone else's bed post-breakup is fun - until you have a bump to show for it a few months later

synopsis: your former best friend has been in love with you long before you ran into him after breaking things off with your boyfriend. and he won't hesitate to show you this time around.

pairing: baby daddy!Sukuna x f!Reader

content: mdni, pregnancy, friends to strangers to coparents, messy relationship history, ex-bf!Gojo, leaving a toxic relationship, one night stand, oral (f! receiving), face sitting, reverse cowgirl, multiple positions + povs, sukuna is obsessed, reader stands up for herself, pining, more tags in individual chapters

index

mistake | first taste

the way things are | criminal

honey | across the universe

dividers by @bronzewasp

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one of my favorite mini-series <333

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Uncle!Sukuna Part 8

Uncle!Sukuna who stayed at yours for most of the morning. To be completely honest, Sukuna got so caught up with spending time with you, sharing kisses and holding you on the couch, that he almost forgot he had to pick Yuji up at some point. He had yet to get a call from Toji, so it simply slipped his mind that he would actually have to leave.

He remembers, however, when he does get a call from the father, answering the phone to immediately hear Toji's annoyed voice on the other end.

"You better be on your way to get this brat. Keeps getting Megs to attack me, saying m'some villain they're fighting. I'm tired of these little shits climbin' on me." Sukuna heard, making him smirk at his friends expense, not even thinking to apologize for not being on his way yet.

"Oh come on, old man. They're just kids. You really can't handle two of them?" He teases, though he does stand from the couch after you move off of him to give him room.

"Yea, wanna call me old? Remember this conversation the next time you need a babysitter to go on your little dates."

"Tsk, don't get your panties in a bunch, I'm just messin'. I'll be there soon. And if you want, I can take Megumi for you some time too." Sukuna was surprised he would even offer to take care of another persons kid, but the words had come naturally, and he couldn't find it in him to hate the idea. If Toji was surprised too, he didn't say anything.

"Definitely keepin' that in mind. Now hurry up." Toji hangs up before Sukuna could say reply, making him scoff as he pocketed his phone.

He put on his shoes, unfortunately the ones from the night before since, while you had clothes for him to wear, you didn't have those. But he didn't complain as he slipped them on, especially not when he saw you smile as you looked at him - dressed in casual, lazy-day attire, except for his fancier dress shoes. It was a little amusing.

Sukuna didn't want to leave, not when he looked at you all lazy, cuddled up on the couch. But he knew he had a responsibility, and while he wouldn't admit it, he did somewhat miss the kid running around like every other morning. So he pulled you up, kissing you in a way that made you a little dizzy, before pulling away with a smirk (when was he not smirking). You said your goodbyes, before you watched him pull away from your house from your doorstep.

When you went back inside, you had a smile on your face as you started to clean up a little before Choso got home.

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You were in your bedroom when the sound of your front door opening was heard. You walked out into the hall, hearing the voices of Shoko and Choso, which made you smile.

As soon as you were in view of the living room, Choso lights up, running to hug you, which you of course return. Squeezing him tight, you smile at Shoko.

"Mom! Aunt Leiri took me to the arcade, and we got to play mini golf." Choso informs, excited to tell you about all the details of his day. You grin down at him, rubbing his head affectionally as you make sure to give him your full attention. "I beat her at the zombie shooting game, too! And got a lot of tickets. I was able to get some candy to share with Yuji."

"That's awesome, baby! I'm glad you had a nice time with your Aunt Leiri. Did you remember to tell her thank you?" You say, glancing up to the women when you mention her.

Choso nods, breaking away to hug his aunt.

"Thanks again aunty. I'm gonna go unpack my bag before Yuji gets home!" He quickly runs off, making both of you laugh as you watch him.

"Home, huh? Sounding like the kid already lives here." You can hear the teasing in her voice without even turning to see her.

Rolling your eyes playfully, you turn and give her a look. Her teasing smile doesn't falter once when you do, making you sigh.

"He doesn't, you know that." You say. You aren't upset by her words, knowing that she was just messing with you as well as knowing that there was truth to what she said. "Yuji is just over a lot, and Choso and him really get along." You try to explain. Shoko laughs.

"Oh, I heard. Choso kept going on and on about the kid when I picked him up yesterday. Mentioned his uncle too." Her brows raise, giving you a look like she knows exactly what's been going on in your life, with you and Sukuna.

You can't hold back a smile, not having any way to honestly defend yourself against her unspoken and correct assumptions.

"Look I was going to tell you, but yesterday was only our second date. I didn't wanna get ahead of myself, make it out to be something it isn't." You say with a chuckle, shrugging your shoulders as though it wasn't a big deal. Truthfully, your feelings for the man were a big deal, but still. It was easier to pretend otherwise, for now.

"And now?" She asks, making you tilt your head slightly in confusion. "Is it something now?" She clarifies. Her words make you flustered a bit, recalling the night spent in Sukuna's arms on your very couch. You wanted to say yes, but could you really? You spent the entire morning with Sukuna, acting like a couple already, but not once did either of you think to establish what you actually were.

"I'm..not entirely sure." You say, feeling a little awkward when she rolls her eyes. There's no malice behind her action, and you know she is probably exasperated with your inability to go after what you want, at least when it comes to something such as relationships and romance. "We just haven't really talked about it yet. But we will, and I promise you'll be the first person I call to tell all about it when we do." You playfully try to appease. She shakes her head with a smirk, and you're positive that she plans to hold you to your words.

Before either of you can say another thing, the sound of her phone ringing loudly cuts through the hair. It makes her huff, rolling her eyes -this time in real annoyance- before pulling it out and looking at the ID.

"Damn it." She mumbles, putting the phone back into her pocket with the ringing continues. "I've gotta go. Work emergency. If I make them wait any longer, they'll be on my ass even more. I'll be in town another day or two, but I doubt I'll be able to stop by." She says. You nod in understanding, moving to walk her out. It sucks that your time with her was so short, but you know that her job is demanding, and she's too much of a work-a-holic to heed your advice to take some more time for herself.

"I get it. Thank you for spending the day with Cho, Shoko." She smiles at you, shrugging one shoulder as if her actions were nothing. They meant a lot to you, though, considering she was the only actual connection he had with his paternal family (the only one worth having, to be fair). But you knew she wouldn't want to get all sappy and sentimental, and she was in a rush, so you let it slide. "Please text when you can, and don't forget to not overwork yourself too much."

"I'll try not to, but you know me." She jokes (not a joke), walking to her car.

You wave her off, closing the door behind you when she's out of sight. Then you walk towards Chosos room, seeing his door wide open.

You see his unpacked duffle bag on the bed, next to a dumped out bag of candy and cheap prizes. He's putting stuff away in his dresser, and you take a moment to watch your little boy, who didn't seem so little anymore. This thought reminds you of the necklace that remained around your neck, your hand moving to touch it.

"So who's your dealer, honey?" You ask, smiling when Choso jumps, not knowing you were there. He turns to you, a grin lighting up his face when he sees you fiddling with the necklace.

"Can't say. I wouldn't want to incriminate myself." He jokes, playing along with a cheeky grin.

You chuckle, shaking your head fondly at your son.

"Did you use any means that I would disprove of?" You ask, needing to make sure. You didn't mind if your son had some secrets, as it was a normal thing, but you would always make sure that he was being safe, and smart.

He didn't hesitate to shake his head, and knowing your son, you knew he was telling the truth. So you gave him another smile.

"Good. Thank you for the necklace, it's beautiful." You say, walking further into the room. You kiss the crown of his head before brushing some of his hair out of his face. "You're gonna need a cut soon." You think out loud, pushing his thick strands back a bit. Choso groans, making you chuckle. He hated going to the barber.

"Can Sukuna do it?" He asked, giving you puppy eyes before you even have a chance to reply. "Please? He cuts Yuji's hair." He explained, which clears your confusion on why he was the immediate option. You smiled.

"We can ask, and if he's okay with it, sure." You answered. Right after you speak, you both hear rushed knocking from your front door. Leaving his room with furrowed brows you go to the front window.

Right away, you see Yuji excitedly standing on your front porch, still knocking. Choso, who was looking with you, immediately went to open it with a grin, one that Yuji eagerly returned. Yuji barely says hello to you as he races inside your home, lead by Choso to his bedroom. You breath a laugh as you watch them race away, before your attention is brought to the much larger man now standing in your open doorway.

"Miss me, baby?" Sukuna teases, coming inside as if he lived here. You didn't complain. You smile at him, rolling your eyes playfully.

"I might have missed you if you had stayed away longer. You got back so quick it almost seems like you were missing me." You tease back.

He hums with smirk, moving towards you. Wrapping his hands around your waist, he pulls you into a kiss. Even just a slow, sweet kiss has your heart racing just a little faster than normal. He is still smirking when he pulls away.

"Maybe I was, just a bit." He jokes. You smile again, pulling him into another kiss.

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That evenings, Sukuna and Yuji join you and Choso for dinner. You ask Yuji how his weekend was at the Fushiguro household, and listen as they two boys excitedly talk about the arcade that Choso had went to and how they want to got together. You laugh as Yuji asks Sukuna to take them, giving him an adorable pleading look that you know Sukuna can't resist (understandably). The man grumbles before promising to take them both sometime soon, to which both boys cheer.

After dinner, while Sukuna insists on doing the dishes, you help Yuji and Choso get ready for bed, and get their things ready for school the next day. Sukuna had gone across the street to his house to get Yujis' things, after the boys asked if they could have a sleepover. So you were making sure they had everything ready.

"Now just because we let you have a sleepover on a school night doesn't mean I want either of you staying up past your bed time, understood?" You say, stern but not unkind, as the two were brushing their freshly washed hair.

"Yes ma'am." They both say, giving you equally innocent and adorable grins. Your eyes flick between them, knowing that despite being good kids, they were still kids. Meaning their innocent looks weren't to always be trusted. But still, you believe them, and give them a smile.

You leave them to their devices, telling them you'll be back soon to put them to bed, before going out to your kitchen. Sukuna is just finishing with the dishes, and turns his head to look at you when he hears your enter.

"The brats giving you trouble?" He immediately questions. you shake your head, amused.

"No, the boys are just finishing getting ready for bed." You answer, leaning against the counter next to him. He smirks, putting the last dry dish aside before turning to you.

He looks at you for a moment, and the longer he goes without speaking, the more you feel like there's something on your face. Before you can question him, though, he relieves your confusion.

"Do you wanna be my girlfriend?" He asks. You blink, the randomness of the question requiring you to take a moment in order to process. Sukuna, surprisingly, doesn't get worried by your pause. He just continues to smirk as he waits.

You blush eventually, your smile turning shy as if you were still in highschool. To be fair, Sukuna made you feel that way most of the time, like you were a young girl with her first crush, asking to be girlfriend and boyfriend. You do manage a small chuckle though, pulling him closer to you.

"I'd love to." You say. Sukuna grins, leaning down to you and embracing your lips in a long kiss, relief and what feels a lot like love flowing through the both of you all the while.

Neither of you see the two young boys watching from behind the corner as they high five each other quietly and share excited grins.

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most of this was written before my small break, but I had wanted to try and make it longer. Now that I'm back though, I kinda just wanna get it out, so if it's a little short or badly paced, I apologize. I'm already working on part 9 tho! I hope yall enjoy, and i hope everyone is having a lovely day <3 barely proofread (im sorry)

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HEWWWOOO I JUST WANTED TO SAY I ADORE UR SOULMATE AU SO FAR! i know u said sanji isn’t ur fav straw hat but i think u wrote him very well!! thank u for ur service, i always go rabid for a good soulmate au 🫦🫦🫦

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!

I did my best when writing him, so im so glad you enjoyed it!! I love a good soulmate au too!! I will make sure to do my best when writing the other straw hats, and each one's part 2 <3

also, thank you for your ask and I hope you have an absolutely wonderful day!!!!

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For the Dancing and the Dreaming

Vinsmoke Sanji x fem!reader Soulmate AU

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this has been sitting in the drafts for months, but it's one of the only finished things I've got to break the hiatus I've been on lol

As you walked through the lively town, the houses and buildings were decorated with vibrant banners, flags, and streamers. People were already dressed up in elaborate clothes, musicians already getting set up throughout the village.

Tonight was the annual Tori Festival, and the village went all out every year. People would start setting up a week prior, and the festival would last until tomorrow morning. It was a beautiful event, and you were excited. However, it did make getting through town much easier, even though it was hours until the festival actually began.

You were trying to make your way to the local tavern, needing to pick up an order of ingredients for a festival-special meal your Nan made. But with the people already crowding the streets, you had a harder time then usual getting there.

Once you make it, you're not surprised to find the tavern packed full, visitors and locals taking up every table and seat at the bar. Making your way through, you find a part of the bar to lean against, looking around for the owner.

Once you get his attention, you greet him and chat for a moment, before he leaves to get your order. As you're waiting, you see a group enter the packed room. Seeming unfamiliar, you turn your head to get a better look. Before you can examine them, the owner returns with your things.

As you take your things and say your goodbyes, you turn your head to seek out the group you had briefly seen come in, something in your head telling you to seek them out. When you couldn't see them through the crowd, you gave up and made your way out.

On the way home, you couldn't help but wonder if you might see that group again. You hoped so.

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Later that evening, your Nan was all set up at a small booth to hand out her food, and your baked goods. It was a lot of work, making so much food for the festival, but it was tradition. Plus, you always enjoyed having a specific spot along the side to watch as the festival truly began. The sun was setting, but the streets remained well-lit by the torches and lanterns scattered about. The music playing throughout the village made it difficult to even try to have a conversation, so you were content with people-watching. Dancers moved throughout the streets, their colorful garbs creating an array of colors and shapes. Even the people simply watching the festivities were dressed up in costumes that resembled that of the birds the festival was in honor of.

Everyone in the village was in the spirit. You couldn't help but imagine what an outsider might think if they saw the joyful chaos that was happening in your home without proper context. As you think that, you see some of the members of the group you saw before, at the tavern. There was a man with a straw hat, one with three swords, one with a long nose, and two (stunning) women, one with black hair and one with orange. As soon as the 'Strawhat' saw the banner above your families booth, advertising the traditional dish, his face lit up, and he took off towards you. His eagerness made you and your Nan laugh, and like always, you stood as he reached you. You made him a plate instantly, not even trying to communicate with how loud everything was around you. He didn't hesitate to take it, scarfing it down like a starved man. Again, you laughed, before making some more plates as they others reached you.

They all seemed to enjoy the dish as they ate, Strawhat coming back for more so many times that your Nan cut him off. Even through the music, you heard his whine of disappointment. With a grin, you directed him to the pastries. He didn't get nearly as excited, but his eyes still lit up. So much so that you wondered if he had been starving. He sure acted like it.

Eventually, they wandered off, each leaving with a wave and a smile to enjoy the rest of the activities and booths. With that, you decided to take a little break. The festival was fun, of course it was, but the volume and proximity of others could get overwhelming. Plus, you wanted to dance at some point, but that wouldn't be as enjoyable if you were already too overwhelmed. So you left your family to the booth, taking a few alleyways till you reached the edge of the main village. Here, the buildings started to have more distance between them. The music could still be heard, but it was more muffled and distant. You took a moment to breath, leaning against the wall of a building.

You close your eyes, soaking up the moonlight and the night breeze. You loved the festival, but you could admit that this tradition could be a lot to prepare for and work, and the past few weeks have been busy because of it. The chance to take a break was rare, so you wanted to enjoy this one as much as possible.

It allowed you a chance to breath, but also let you think about your recent plans. You had been dying for a chance to venture off the island. A few weeks ago, a pirate crew, friendlier than most, had stopped by and you had heard about their adventures. The story of their travels had sparked something within you, something that longed to see the world beyond the same beaches you've known your whole life. You had been planning to wait till after the festival, till when things are a lot calmer and not as busy, but you intended to leave. Maybe not forever, but for a while, just to experience new things. You already had a plan to get a ride on a supply ship that would be coming in a few days, and go wherever that took you. So, maybe not a very good plan as there were a lot of unknowns, but you had been saving up as much as you could, working extra hours in the bakery too. At least money wouldn't be an issue for a little while.

Now that the festival was finally here, the upcoming leave date you set for yourself looming over you, you couldn't help but second guess yourself. Was it really wise to leave behind everything you know? With no plan, no destination, no one to join you? Logically, no, it wasn't. But something in your heart battled with your mind, telling you that more was what you needed. Even if that was a complete mystery.

In your contemplation, you absentmindedly rubbed the tattoo along your collar bone, a habit you developed ever since it was engraved onto your skin. One reason you knew you longed to leave was because you knew your soulmate was somewhere out there. Maybe traveling into the unknown would result in you finally finding the person you've longed to know for so many years.

You thoughts are interrupted by the sound of fireworks being set off, the colors lighting up the sky above you. The suddenness startles you, making you jump off the wall with a small scream, eyes jerking to look at the sky.

"Are you alright, mon cher?" You hear suddenly behind you, another small scream leaving you as you whip around.

Behind you, a tall blonde man stands with a slightly concerned look on his face, a cigarette between his lips. You stare for a second, startled by his sudden presence and trying to connect why those words sounded so familiar. But when it hits you, you gasp.

"It's you!" Is all you think to say. You see his eyes widen, his hand moving to his own collar bone, the same area as yours. He takes a moment to process it, just like you had, before giving you the most charming grin and moving closer.

"Finally, you have no idea how eager I have been to meet you, mon cher. I'm Sanji." He introduces himself, grabbing your hand as you tell him your name with a smile. You grow flustered when he brings your hand to his lips, kissing the back of it like a storybook prince. He stares at you with hearts in his eyes, as if you were the most beautiful woman he's ever seen. He also doesn't release your hand, but you make no move to pull it away.

"May I ask why you are hiding away here, love? Not enjoying the festival?" He asks, watching the way the fireworks reflect in your eyes, the way the colors light up your face.

"No, I was. I just needed a break. I needed a moment away from the noise and people." You explained. At the reminder of the festival, you looked at him in thought. "You're new here, aren't you? Oh wait, you're with that Strawhat dude!" You realized, grinning. That explains why he seemed a little familiar.

He laughs, amused by how quickly his captain had already left an impression.

"Yes, mon cher, I am. Luffy insisted we stay the night once we heard about the festival, but we were only here for supplies." He explained, to which you nodded in understanding.

"Luffy, is that strawhat? He came by my families booth earlier, ate most of what we had." you laugh, a sound that makes him grin more. "And the people he was with, looks like an interesting group."

He rolls his eyes fondly, knowing his crew is a strange bunch, but they compliment each other perfectly. Except for moss head he thinks, reminding himself why he was out here in the first place.

"You could say that, love. Speaking of my crew, have you seen the idiot with the green hair anywhere?"

"Not since they left the booth. Why? Did something happen?"

"Other than him having an annoying habit of getting lost, no. But I was sent this way to find him, before I got distracted by a beautiful sight." He flirted, his thumb rubbing the back of your hand. You chuckle, shaking your head. Such a flirt.

"Well forgive me for the distraction. But no, I haven't seen him, or anyone else come this way. Unless he did before I made it here. It's kind of easy to get lost here, especially with the festival." You say, beginning to tug him back down the alleyways, towards the festival once more.

"I can help you look for him though. We should start with asking some of the folks with booths out, maybe they saw him pass by. He is pretty recognizable."

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Once the 'moss head' was found, who you learned was named Zoro, you watched the two argue back and forth, the sight making you laugh as you followed them to reunite with their group. You still didn't know exactly what this 'crew' was, but you assumed they were pirates. Figuring you would find out eventually, you didn't bother asking.

Sanji didn't release your hand the entire evening, but it didn't bother you at all. You would expect your hand to feel sweaty or cramped but it didn't. Being soulmates, they just fit. When you approached the rest of his group, not a single person questioned your presence once they saw your hand in his, knowing what that meant. They were all happy for the cook.

You were introduced properly to the crew, actually being able to talk since they had found a quieter place to rest. You could still hear the festival going on outside the building, not having calmed down yet. After getting to know them for a while, Sanji invited you to dance, leading you outside to where the crowd was, people still dancing the night away. As the two of you joined them, you felt like you were living a dream. Dancing with your soulmate, the music bringing you and Sanji closer together. It was just as you had always wished.

But as the night came to an end, at least for yourself and the Strawhats, you could feel a sense of worry creep in. Doubts about the future were starting to form, not knowing what it meant that your soulmate was (most likely) a pirate. Sure, you planned to leave the island anyway, so you wouldn't be opposed to joining them, but that's if they even wanted you. What could you offer a pirate crew anyway? You were a baker, you had no fighting skill or special gifts. Would they want someone who can offer them nothing? Just because of a tattoo on one members skin?

As Sanji walked you to your families booth, these were the thoughts running through your mind. And he noticed, glancing at you with concern. He pulled you to the side, getting close so that you could hear him speak.

"Is everything alright, mon cher?"

You looked up at him, giving him a small smile that was a little forced.

"I'm..not sure. I'm just thinking, about what happens now. I mean...clearly you and the others aren't planning to stay, and that's okay, because I was planning on leaving. But...if my assumption is correct, and you guys are pirates, then I'm not sure if I'd even be welcome to come with you." You spoke honestly. Sure, it was a bit early to be talking so seriously, but this wasn't a normal relationship, it was a soulmate connection. You believed in honesty and communication, so sharing your thoughts and feelings when it pertains to the two of you was important.

Sanji felt slightly shocked when you mentioned them being pirates, finding your intuition attractive. Nothing about them screamed 'pirates' so it was a pretty good guess, in his opinion. He smiled at you.

"You are correct, love. What gave us away?" He joked slightly, lighting up when a real smile crossed your lips. "But I know Luffy would love to have you come aboard. You are my soulmate, that is reason enough. And I know there are things you can offer the crew, so please don't think you'd ever be a burden." He continued, hoping to comfort your worries, hoping you would trust that he knew his captain well.

You nodded, sighing in relief. The confidence in his words made you feel better, trusting that he was right.

"So that..means you'd want me to come, right?" You asked, a bit hesitant, needing a little reassurance that this was something Sanji actually wanted.

"Of course I do, amor, without a doubt." He said, no hesitation in his words. At this, you grinned, pulling him to you. You wrapped your arms around his midsection, laying your head on his chest. He was a little surprised by the hug, but in a matter of seconds, his arms wrapped around you, hugging you back tightly, resting his head on top of yours.

After a minute there, simply holding each other, you resumed the walk, seeing your family almost finished with packing up the booth. The food had been finished, your pastries included, and your family was tired. The festival was still active, but it was time for you and your family to go home.

Saying your goodbyes, you promised to meet Sanji at the tavern tomorrow, before leaving him with another warm hug and a shared smile.

You couldn't wait to see what the future holds.

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I'll be completely honest, Sanji is not my favorite straw hat. So it was a little difficult to feel motivated to write for him, but I hope I did an okay job!

I do plan to do a part two, one that actually focuses on them, because I know this has a lot of back story and stuff that doesn't actually have to do with Sanji. But i'm a rambler, what can ya do.

So just so it's known, there will be a part 2 for each of the strawhats I do for this AU, but that won't be until I've gotten each part 1 out.

Barely proofread

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A Mothers World

This is technically part of my Uncle!Sukuna series, but it is not required to read nor do you have to read the previous parts :) this was just a little idea I had when writing part 7 that i wanted to write about but didn't know how to add naturally into the story. so instead, here's a little snippet/flashback of Chosos' birth/reader going through labor! I have not given birth or know much about it, so if there's any incorrect info or inaccurate descriptions, i apologize. I hope yall enjoy!!

36 hours. That's how long you had been in labor. 36 long, sweaty, painful hours. 15 of them, you spent alone. Well, other than the nurses and doctors that surrounded you.

By hour 10, you were already feeling drained. You just wanted him out, wanted to be done with the stuffy hospital and the overwhelming smell of chemicals.

By hour 21, your patience had worn too thin. So went Shoko finally rushed into the room, you barely looked at her before demanding to know where she had been. Shoko didn't even blink, not at all put off by your short behavior, as she told you she got on the first plane she could to get here, but could only do so so fast. She also didn't blink when you started crying, apologizing for snapping at her unfairly. She just held your hand, telling you drink water, making sure you were as comfortable as possible.

By hour 30, you were about ready to reach inside and pull him out. Contractions were bad, getting worse by the hour it felt, and you were starting to question every decision that led you to this point. Shoko smirked every time you insisted that you would never go through this again, despite having always said you wanted multiple children. She tried to comfort you with distractions, asking about work, telling you about hers, boring things like that. Nothing worked for too long.

By 36, you were pushing. Shoko stood by your head, holding your hand. You were squeezing her hard enough that she had to grit her teeth, but she didn't mention it at the time. You were screaming, barely able to hear the doctors and nurses attempts at soothing you with words. At the final push, you were sure you were about to pass out. Maybe you did. All you remember is one moment you were screaming, pushing your baby out as hard as you could, and the next, you could hear the sounds of his cries.

Between the effects of labor, and hearing your son cry for the first time, you laid in the hospital bed with tears running down your cheeks as you waited to be able to hold him. It didn't take long before you saw a nurse bringing you your baby, wrapped in a blue blanket and one of those hospital hats. You couldn't stop the tears or your smile as you carefully take him into your arms.

You smile down at your son, already falling in love with the beautiful boy. His small hand grips your finger as you gently rub his cheek, and you swear your entire world brightens when his little eyes open and he looks up at you.

"Hi my precious boy." You whisper tearfully, watching him with stars in your eyes. He squeezes your finger slightly, and although you knew he didn't know what he was doing and had no muscle control, you let yourself believe that he was saying hello back. You gently kissed his head, holding him to your chest. Unable and unwilling to take your eyes off of him, you watch as his eyes close again, the smile never leaving your lips as you look down at your world.

The rest of it is smooth sailing, and when you finally get back home, you immediately take your son, Choso, to his nursery. He wouldn't be sleeping there yet, but you had designed it just for him, and you wanted it to be one of the first places he knew. So as you sat with him in the rocking chair you had in the corner, quietly humming and watching him once again, you imagined him growing up in that very space.

Thinking about the years to come with your son made those painful 36 hours worth it in every way.

i got this idea from the phil collins song "You'll be in my Heart" lol it's short, and very vague cause i know next to nothing about child birth, but i hope yall can enjoy :)

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Hello!

I'm back! after a VERY busy April and May, I finally have time to write again!

I apologize for the long pause, but as I mentioned before, I graduated college! And immediately after, I went on vacation with my family lol. Now, I am looking for jobs and such, but I will have a lot more time to write. So there will be updates!

For now though, I am gonna be posting a couple of things that I've had in the drafts (finished or almost), just to get more stuff out there. And below is a list of things to expect in the upcoming weeks!

Royal Advisor!Nanami x Queen Reader JJK x Alien Reader (teaser) Robin Hood!Suguru x reader (teaser) Uncle!Sukuna Part 8 JJK Smau Usopp soulmate fic

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yall🙃

what in the world am I supposed to do with this 😭😓

prob my fault for having voting open for so long, ngl. But i figured it was more considerate bc I know people have lives and stuff. Now i genuinely don't know what to do lmao

JJK x Alien!reader was in the lead for the most part I believe (i accidentally voted, but thankfully was able to see), then neck and neck with the Robin Hood!Suguru Geto one. But still.

I don't think it would be worth it to do another vote (?)

If yall have any ideas, or wanna comment which one you'd like to see more, idk, anything, let me know lol. As it stands though, I'm considering just choosing between JJK x Alien!reader or Robin Hood!Suguru Geto bc they were in the lead for a while as far as I could tell. Probability the latter bc i accidentally voted on the other one sooo

side note- genuinely surprised the Usopp one got as many votes as it did, but I am pretty happy w it :)

but anyway! Thank you guys genuinely for voting. I know the results are very unhelpful lol, but I do appreciate everyone actually taking the time to provide their input and letting me know what you guys want to see. I appreciate every single one of you <3

I hope you guys have a wonderful day :)