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"when I die... bury me somewhere secluded. I must never be found."

[ex7val]

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[anniewinniie]

Nightwing x gojo

check my insta anniewinniie ok

[lacquerheadd]

another cutesy sukuna… and another cutesy sukuna… and another…

[solilorenson]

can you blame him?

[claudialynq]

Tojiiii!!! Tt:Sakuraluvxx

[f-tality0]

Choso

[iyawiyaz]

criminal!kuna

[belimah]

Shot by a 💻 / art by _v7

[okko-tsu]

HOUSE RULES⠀─── ⠀Your daughter's friend always heard from her that her parents are disgustingly in love. She doubts it after watching you and Sukuna interacting.

The girl had heard many stories about her friend’s parents.

“You don’t understand,” she had said more than a million times, “my parents are, like, disgustingly in love. It’s embarrassing.”

She had expected something cringey. Kisses in the kitchen. Maybe matching mugs. Some middle-aged couple nonsense. Something wholesome, like in one of those old movies.

She hadn’t expected… this.

She stood awkwardly near the front door, her hands gripping the straps of her backpack. She felt slightly suffocated, as if the walls had eyes and all of them were staring at her.

A deep voice echoed through the house and she swallowed hard, glancing toward the kitchen, where her friend was calmly chewing her toast as if it were just another normal day.

“Are you blind?” Ryomen cleared his throat, one hand on his hip and the other lifting a small yogurt bottle to his mouth, his eyes fixed on his wife. “That’s not how you cut them.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.” For a moment, the girl thought you were actually apologizing, but judging by the way you stabbed the poor fruit with the knife, it was easy to predict what would come next. “Next time I’ll ask for permission from the master chef before touching a knife.”

He smiled, but it wasn’t a kind smile. It was the kind that showed too many teeth. Almost mocking.

“You really should,” he replied, taking another sip of yogurt as if he were completely relaxed, as if his wife didn’t have her hand dangerously close to a knife. “Because clearly you lack the motor coordination.”

You slowly turned your body, leaning your hip against the counter and crossing your arms, your lips parting to retort. “It’s just a fruit.”

“Presentation matters.” He shrugged.

“Then cut it yourself.”

He tilted his head slightly. “Are you admitting your incompetence?”

“I’m offering you an opportunity, coward.”

“Right—“ Sukuna’s gaze shifted, his eyes landing on the visitor near the door. “Who’s that.” His expression was terrifying to the poor girl.

“My friend, dad.” The teenager took one last sip of coffee and stood up. “She’s walking to school with me.”

“You brought someone into my house without asking for my permission first?” Sukuna placed the yogurt bottle on the counter and crossed his arms.

“That ‘someone’ is her friend,” you interrupted. “And the house is ours. I allowed it. Stop making a scene.” Your voice lowered slightly, as if trying to spare the poor girl from feeling even more embarrassed and intimidated.

“But she didn’t ask permission—”

“I asked mom. She’s the one who decides, anyway,” your daughter said, placing her plate in the sink and grabbing her backpack from the chair.

He let out a low “hm” through his nose.

“Of course,” he murmured, uncrossing his arms only to rest his hands on the counter behind him, leaning his weight back with an almost irritating calmness. “You hide behind your mother’s authority.”

“Sure, sure,” the teenager rolled her eyes, already pulling her friend by the arm toward the door.

“Sweetheart,” you said, your voice softer than anything you had used in the past few minutes. “Aren’t you going to be late? Your father can give you two a ride.”

“I don’t—”

“We’re fine! Thank you so much!” the friend answered far too quickly, dragging your daughter outside.

Ryomen’s gaze returned to you. “Did you see her behavior? In my time, children who challenged their parents learned—”

“You’re too talkative today,” you replied. “And don’t complain, you’re the one who spoiled her.”

He scoffed, leaning over and hugging you from behind.

As the two girls walked side by side, the friend cleared her throat.

“Are they… okay?”

“They’re like that,” she replied. “Gross, right? Imagine listening to that flirting every single day.”

“Flirting?” she asked, confused.

[bunnieeteeth]

RAWRRRRR I LOVE HIM

(i need him)

[oh-dear-moon-give-me-a-kiss]

Oh my dear Lord

[kamiflix]

@yenayaps LOOK. 😳

[yenayaps]

IM NOT LOOKING IM STARING

[slimerickx2]

canon things about jjk that alot of ppl dont really understand but is helpful to remember:

SUKUNA IS NOT A CURSE. he is a human deformed from eating his twin in the womb. he sees himself as a curse due to alienation and self hatred

the six eyes are a GOJO CLAN EXCLUSIVE TRAIT. it can only be born in the gojo clan and two users cannot exist at the same generation

toji can't get drunk or high. heavenly restriction specifically forbids it (he also cant EXORCISE curses, he can see them just fine)

all reincarnated sorcerers (kashimo, choso, sukuna) have knowledge on the modern world based on their vessels

Sukuna speaks very pompously in canon, and has interest in archery, haikus, and flowers. hes a heian era nerd

cursed energy is what creates curses and they can only be created by non-sorcerers. curses are created from raw cursed energy, they were never human (other than choso and yuji post eating his brothers unfortunately)

[ex7val]

or should I start writing more arcane fics..

[ex7val]

should I write a unc kuna series?

[https-iso]

your boyfriend has been feeling insecure these past days regarding his braces. he had just started wearing bands and they hurt like shit. “toru?” you walked into his dorm, seeing him laid out on the bed in a starfish pose. “baby what’s wrong?”

satoru groaned, feeling a sharp pain erupt in his mouth. he pointed at his lips in indication that it was braces that were hurting him.

it’s been a while since he’s properly kissed you as well. not like it’d be enjoyable with the way his lips kept getting chapped every other minute. he was already a geek but his braces didn’t help his nerdy appearance.

“aw,” you coo’ed, gently cupping his cheeks in your hands. “they’re hurting?”

the white haired boy nodded, desperately wanting to smash his mouth against yours. whenever he even tried pouting out for a peck, the pain would begin again.

“wanna kiss you..”

“yeah?” his eyes flickered down your plump lips. god, he missed them. “let me do all the work then.” you offered.

you leaned down to press a gentle kiss at the corner of his lips, causing him to whine. “more..” he begged.

“don’t be greedy.”

your tongue darted out to lick away at the dryness before kissing him right in the middle. “does it hurt?”

satoru shook his head, gripping your waist tightly as he chased after your once you pulled away. “thank you love.”

you hummed, caressing his lips with your thumb. “brought you some ice cream. hopefully that’ll numb down the pain.”

“good.. cuz i wanna kiss you.”

[xxdiscarded]

18+ satoru loves how resilient you are

even after five orgasms, you still manage to stay concious. he looooves watching you fight the feeling of collapsing. he sees your eyes flutter, threatening to shut completely but you don't let it.

he's so much stronger than you and has unbelievable stamina, so even after 40 rounds, he might not even be phased. but you on the other hand?

you're so much more sensitive now after being forced into release multiple times in a matter of a few hours. you're sore yet you're begging for more. you know you can't take it anymore and your poor clit is puffy and swollen by the time he impales you on his cock for the 6th time that night.

pressed tightly against his toned abs, you feel every peak and trough rubbing up against your back. the proximity makes you go insane. he's so close. you can practically feel the movement of his chest heaving up and down with each heavy breath.

but he holds you near with a strong arm around your waist, so you can't escape. the moans you let out are obscene.

you claim you can't do this anymore but the grind of your hips beg to differ. he thrusts, hips snapping loudly, long drags of pleasure accompanying each push. his hands wander onto your soft breasts, squeezing your hard nipple with his index and middle finger.

cracked sobs filled the room while he coos you non-stop, whispering soft nothings into your ear.

"you're doing so well baby— just a little more," his warm breath trickles down your spine like a warning. a warning that you might've overestimated your tenacity because he doesn't seem to be stopping anytime soon. "let me feel you cum all over my cock,"

you whine pathetically, beads of tears building up in your eye, blubbering about how you can't take it because it's too much and he's quick to turn it down.

"no, no..." he kisses the side of your neck, moving away your hair so his face is practically an inch away from your cheek. "you can take it. it's only the sixth round, you can't possibly break on me now,"

"satoru... please," you whimper, then your claws dig into the mattress for dear life and the tangles come undone.

you let out a soft gasp, cumming all over him for the umpteenth but not last time.

[somebitchprobably-graphicdump]

More Frutiger Aero 🫧

F2U just like/ reblog. Tag if you wanna but it’s not necessary 🫶

[wadigrove]

zuko bringing his tiny baby to council meetings, cradling her carefully in the crook of his arm like she’s the most precious treasure in the fire nation.

she keeps cooing and gurgling happily the whole time, little hands waving in the air. every few minutes she gets louder and zuko gently pats her round belly with two fingers, leaning down to murmur in the softest voice, “not now, my little valley dove… daddy’s trying to work.”

the baby just kicks her chubby legs harder and lets out the cutest squeal, completely unbothered.

and the entire council?

they’re absolutely melting. grown generals and advisors who usually look stern and serious are now fighting back smiles, exchanging soft glances, completely enchanted by their fire lord and his happy little daughter.

zuko keeps trying to stay composed and regal, but the tiny smile that keeps tugging at his lips gives him away completely.