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[hiidratedd]

get in the carriage for a quick tour ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)!

⌕ !!headquarters!!

⌕ master list

⌕ taglist (still in progress)..

writers can ask to be moots! will create permanent taglist soon, to be tagged for under crimson eyes, just ask in the comments!

[revolvingsaturn]

𝜗𝜚 “an iced strawberry matcha with vanilla cold foam... and a chocolate croissant please!”

more like this

Choso Kamo has never felt more out of place in his life, unless you count the time he was too early to drop Yuji off at school and accidentally had to make awkward small talk with a group of middle aged mothers and their children. The coffee shop he’s stood in is pretty, all pastel walls and cosy chairs with the occasional hand-sewn pillow.

So, all in all, not a match at all to the outfit he’s wearing; baggy jeans, his beat-up jacket and his messy dark brown hair (coupled with the eyeliner smeared underneath his big eyes) makes him the exact opposite of the other clientele in here. His stomach flips nervously a little when a woman in the corner starts side-eyeing his eyebrow piercings, but a polite smile fixes that issue.

The smell hit him in the face first when he stepped in. Coffee (duh, he thinks), sugar, and the vague smell of baking croissants as an employee lifts one out of the little oven they’re using to make the pastry flaky. This is the fifth coffee shop Choso’s been in within the last half hour, and he’s starting to get dizzy.

Choso doesn’t even like coffee that much.

Which is good, because: one, he isn’t here for coffee. And two, he isn’t here for himself, either.

He’s here for you, his girlfriend, tucked in with your laptop and pyjamas in the bed back at his dorm. He just wanted to be a good boyfriend; so when you’d turned to him, still sleepy with rosy cheeks and messy hair, and mumbled something about ‘really wanting a matcha right now’ as your head slumped onto his bare chest, he’d practically shot out of bed to help.

“Text me what you want, sweetheart.” He’d said, kissing your forehead as you gently leaned into it. You’d smiled, still sleepy. “Okay, Cho.”

Who knew there was so many coffee shops nearby? First, Choso tried the one with the table and chairs outside, the one he sees sometimes walking back from lectures. They told him that they didn’t serve ‘altered’ matcha, because they ‘don’t believe in gentrification.’

I mean, fair enough!

So he’d tried the second and third, both of which informed him that they either did blueberry or regular matcha, but no strawberry; and neither of them offered vanilla cold foam, just plain strawberry, which seemed bizarre to Choso- if you’re offering strawberry foam, why not the matcha too?

The fourth told him they served the exact drink, but only sold breakfast foods- which Choso assumed would mean the pastry you requested, but actually turned out to mean overnight oats and yogurt bowls stacked with granola and fresh fruit. Which you’d eat, he knows, but it isn’t what you asked for, and Choso can’t bear to even think about the disappointment you might feel.

The fifth- the one just across the street from this, the final shop- didn’t even own matcha powder. Makes sense, considering the sign outside said ‘family owned since 1935’ and exclusively seemed to sell black coffee with hot buttered toast. Choso had apologised to the elderly owner for the confusion and crossed the street.

Now, here he was, staring at that message again for the sixth time.

strawberry iced matcha, with vanilla cold foam please! :)

oh, and a chocolate croissant if they sell them

I love you!! <3

“Vanilla cold foam…” he repeats under his breath, eyebrows knitting together. Choso’s learnt a lot this morning. Mainly that a chocolate croissant is not the same thing as a pain-au-chocolat, and cold foam actually exists.

Seriously, isn’t the foam on drinks supposed to be hot?

“Hey, can I take your order?” The barista smiles, the lighting glinting from the earrings she’s wearing that seem to blend seamlessly with the rest of the decor in here, and clash terribly with Choso’s outfit. But he has a job to do, so he clicks on your message again.

“Um, a strawberry iced matcha with… vanilla cold foam please? Oh, and a chocolate croissant, too, please.” Choso recites, almost wincing as he anticipates another rejection.

“Perfect!” The barista says, tapping up his order. “Can I take a name?”

“Choso.”

She smiles politely again. “Just wait beside the shelves over there, I’ll call your name when it’s ready.”

Choso thanks her again, then positions himself by the shelves as directed alongside a girl who’s clearly midway through a jog, a woman wearing a perfectly ironed blouse and a laptop case, and a pastel plant pot with a monstera.

“Choso?” The barista calls, earrings catching the light again. Choso clutches the pastry bag in one hand, feeling the slight warmth the pastry exudes while he thanks the woman.

In his other hand sits the drink. Pretty green liquid, cubes of ice slightly visible, and swirls of pink and red throughout he assumes is the strawberry sit beneath a fluffy layer of foam. He can’t deny it looks good, he thinks, walking back to his dorm.

“Baby?” He calls, slipping off his shoes before walking into his bedroom.

“Hi!” You beam, still curled up around your laptop as you tap in a few notes. Your eyes brighten when you see the drink in his ringed hand. “Oh my gosh,” you gush, “thank you so much, Cho!”

You sip your drink and hum happily, stirring it a little with the plastic straw. Choso perches next to you on the duvet as you hand him your matcha to hold while you busy your mouth with eating the pastry. “This is really good.” You say through a mouthful, “was it a huge bother trying to get my order right?”

Choso thinks back to the way he’d stared blankly at the baristas, debates on telling you, then decides he loves you too much to make you feel bad. “No, not at all.” He smiles, wrapping his arm around you. You’re glad he shucked off his jacket as he walked in, because now you can press your body back into his even more without the barrier of leather.

“I’m glad.” You sigh, sipping your matcha again and watching the way the foam swirls around. “You’re such a good boyfriend to me, Choso, I’m so lucky. I really love you.”

“I’m lucky too.” He says back softly, looking down at your body all tangled up beside his, in his cosy duvet, smiling at him. He blushes, grins stupidly, then immediately tries to play it cool. Which he fails at immediately, of course, because you’d know that tone of voice anywhere. “And I love you too.”

You turn your head to look up at him and press a soft kiss to his lips, strawberry and matcha passing onto his mouth with a faint hint of vanilla. ”Well…” he says awkwardly, “I did have one question about your order, actually.”

Your brows furrow. “Oh no! I should’ve been more specific, or just asked you for a latte or something. I’m sorry-“

“No, no!” He says, “it’s just…” Choso shuts his eyes in embarrassment.

“Isn’t foam supposed to be hot?”

masterlist

a/n: this is NOT my order but it’s yummy nevertheless!!

tags (join in pinned!):

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[illumoria]

request! ; “hi can u do light having a lovey dovey (?) call w reader on speaker while he’s w the police department (i forgot how they’re called i haven’t watched death note in a long time) and they can hear everything 👀👀 LMAOO”

pairing : light yagami x fem!reader

word count : 0.8k

illi’s notes : i’m so sorry but i just cannot physically fathom the idea of light speaking truly lovey dovey and romantic to his gf—even more so on the phone with the task force listening…so i tried my best to honor your request while also staying in character! i’m sorry if it doesn’t live up to your expectations, anon </3

🏷️: @rengoatku @daystarpoet @kittens4kitty @gumisdarling @pawwwginaaa @1cckedheart :: wanna be added? click here!

“It’s…my girlfriend.” Light muttered beneath his breath, a visible sign of irritation forming between his brows the moment he saw your name pop up on his screen.

Light—to popular speculation actually does love you, dotes on you from time to time, and overall appreciates the efforts you put into the relationship you both share, but in that moment? Where L had seemed to be more annoying than usual? He was at his wit’s end.

And you only added fuel to the fire.

“Girlfriend?” L murmured, knees to his chest with the tip of his thumb to his lip—the only one sitting the most abnormally compared to the rest of the task force seated in headquarters.

“Huh…I didn’t think you’d have one, Light. Perhaps we should put her on the phone?”

Would his percentage of being kira multiply if he said no? Would L question him? Corner him while he was this easily irritable—vulnerable?

“Unless you have something to hide?” L smiled ever so slightly, that unsettling twist of his lips just plain creepy.

Damn L…

“No, of course not…”

With a simple tap against the bright green button on his phone, your voice rang out, catching the attention of almost—if not all the members of the task force. At least Mogi, Ide, and Aizawa had the decency of pretending not to listen—Matsuda, clueless as he is blankly stared like a child. The moron…

“Light!” The sound of you was equally heart-warming and bothersome, your cheery, bright tone causing a few eyes to widen. Who knew Light’s girlfriend would be so…chipper? A complete contrast to him. It was like a kitten dating a tiger.

“Hey, I’m working right now…I don’t have much time to talk. It’s best if we call later alright—“

“But you’re always busy with work nowadays.” You pouted through the screen, a small yet noticeable change in your voice. He could only take—only do so much with others listening in on him. Perhaps if you were alone the call would’ve gone a different direction…

“I miss you, Light. It seems like you’re so much more interested in work than you are with me.” You sighed, waiting for a reply just to be shut down with silence.

“Light? Hello?”

“I’m here…sweetheart, but as I said I’m busy—“

“So busy you can’t even kiss me goodbye anymore!?”

Light’s eyes shut harshly, internally cursing you—and L, who was currently staring holes into his back as well as the rest of the task force who inevitably couldn’t help themselves. It was human nature.

“I…”

“See? Speechless!” you huffed, sitting up in your bed, the sound of your body shifting against the soft sheets sending a small ripple of aggravation and desire through his spine. You were unknowingly killing him.

“I miss your lips, Light. Your sweet words…you don’t say anything nice like you used to..” You whispered, letting out another sound of exasperation.

“I…I love you. I do, and I’m sorry for the way I’ve been acting…baby…and how the kira case has consumed our relationship. I’ll make it up to you soon, okay? Wherever you wanna go I’ll take you.” Light could only take so much, and your weak, fragile voice was the last thing it took to knock him down. He was a man of course, it was his biology.

“Really?!” The sound of the newfound excitement radiating from you made his shoulders relax, the others in the room disappearing temporarily. It was just you and him.

“Yes.”

“You’ll be home on time tonight too right?”

“I’ll…see what I can do.”

“Yay!! I love yousooomuch, Light! I’ll see you soon, okay?—Hey, wait—take your time today actually! Maybe I’ll have time to make you something before you get home!” You giggled, smiling as you popped up from bed, already making your way to the kitchen.

“I love you too. I’ll see you soon.”

“Mmwaah!” You sent an air kiss before hanging up the phone, happily skipping across the tiled floor. Now it’s time to think about where you want him to take you!

Light turned around, shoving his phone back into his pocket—his eyes looking over everyone. All their eyes on him.

“So sentimental.” Ryuk chuckled darkly beside him, that same expression of annoyance gracing Light’s features once again.

“Your girlfriend sure does sound sweet, Light!” Matsuda smiled, the carefree look on his face pushing Light to not even bother and say something to him. What an idiot…

“Thanks..”

“Yes, Light. What a caring partner you have, and…how emotional you are. I assumed you would’ve been more stoic and logical.”

“No you didn’t.”

“Ah, you saw through that didn’t you?” L deadpanned, a tiny trace of a smirk on his lips.

“Just forget this. It’s irrelevant now.” Light replied, “as you can see this was just an innocent conversation with my girlfriend, nothing more nothing less. May we move on to more important matters?”

“Hm, of course.” L mumbled, turning back around in his chair.

“Sensitive…”

“What was that, Ryuzaki?”

“Nothing…”

[madamscream]

When you get this, list your five favorite songs atm and send this ask to at least 10 people in your notifs! (No pressure!)

Hello!!! Thank you for the ask!! Sorry for the delay, sleep has been a fuck as of late.

Currentlyyyyy.... hm.

Centipede Legs by Luluyam Lake Pontchartrain by Ludo fuckin....... Jim Bob. by Hardy. Maphra's cover of Doomed by Bring Me The Horizon TOUBOU by DUSTCELL

\o/ yayayayayay~ thank you i love these things. Let me open up my notifs... I think I'm gunna ping instead of sending asks due to being kind of insane right now c: @static-static @ikemenomegas @demonic-silver-and-gold @featheredcrowbabbles @hemostatiquesheep @moonofmercury @junipersheart @forgotten-dustbunny @bagofdrymice @fipsthegreat

HEY. what're you guys listening to these days? :D

[fipsthegreat]

Ok, so this is a bit of a mix of danish songs

But the last couple of weeks, I've been craving and repeating:

Randers Station by TV2

Jeg Vil Ha' Dig by TV2

Perker Pop (Jeg vil ha') by Aand Z and Luna Ersahin

Gi' mig Danmark tilbage by Natasja

Julia by LIGA

...all of these songs are full of want in some ways, either for love or for some kind of freedom... yeah, it's exam season, alright..

What about you guys?

@silllyyybilllyyy @pekingin-ankka @weaponised--soul @mentaldentistoffice @the-dovecote @toadie-g @temisdeleonfrfr @lettingtimepass @kembleford-midsomers @eggcompany

[temisdeleonfrfr]

As expected, finding 5 favorite songs was the most difficult thing I've done so far in my life, but here we go:

Disease by Lady Gaga

New Girl by Labrinth (from Euphoria)

2econd 2ight 2eer (that was fun, goodbye.) by Will Wood

Lo malo de ser bueno by El cuarteto de Nos

Esclava del mal by Alaska y Dinarama (from La bola de cristal)

Now, I don't even have 10 people, but I'm going to give my best lmao thanks for tagging me <3

@akiracray @ducksido @sleepy-gamer-mom @hemostatiquesheep @wobuffetbreakfast @raphaelshalo @aeyumicore @ephemii @ay-chuu

(no pressure to you, guys)

[akiracray]

Thankfully it's only 5 favorites RN because if it was all time favorites I could not answer haha

Run rabbit - Mollie Elizabeth

Primadonna Girl - Marina

Brutus - Em Beihold

Her - JVKE feat. Annika Wells

Love Game - Brianna Mazzola

No preassure tag: @teddievision @raynboyxdxdxd @gennabi @cnl0400 @faithisidking @avoyuki-avocado

[avoyuki-avocado]

Ty for taggies

At the moment you say hmm??//breaks knuckles as I listed all twst songs lol

Obedience - Twisted Wonderland heartslabyul

Absolutely Beautiful - Twisted wonderland

Blessing -Malleus Draconia

Red heart rage - Riddle Rosehearts

Entanglement - Twisted Wonderland octavinelle

Tags: @purezjirai @drowsy-king @s1lv3r-star @misteria247 @magical-regical @idia-draconia @hayliethepurplepotato + open tags//nf

I should really listen to other songs lol I swear I sing to other songs... Rules say atm so atm I'm listening to malleus sama//cope//silly

[s1lv3r-star]

Thanks for the tag ^^

Signs of love - persona 4

Ghost keeper - good kid

Party rock anthem - lmfao (my go to workout song don’t ask why)

Call me - Blondie

get ready (to be ready) - NSP

Or what I’ve actually only been listening to is ace attorney music 😭😭😭

@elysian-edenx3 ^^

And also open tags

[elysian-edenx3]

HAII POOKIE!!!

Ripples of Past Reverie by Hoyo mix

If I can stop one heart from breaking by Hoyo mix

Last words of a shooting star by Mitski

Sweet Death of me by Rabbitology

and last but not least, Kunst by KMFDM

Open tags and mutuals! @hausmalasada @beneathsakurashade @aromanticgold @heyhellohihowareyou @rainbowcutieyt @tenshiiiiiiiiiiiiii @stareminence @pebblegrove

[pebblegrove]

ooh ooh hrm

Run rabbit run by mollie Elizabeth,

Proi proi by hoyo mix

Feed my ego by mickey darling

Yararara by anythingbecomemoe

Vampire empire by big thief

:33

@mushyfrogcakes @i-apologize-in-advance-sorryyyy @jittercritt3r

[mushyfrogcakes]

bang bang bang by bbpanzu

Impostor Syndrome by Sidney Gish

I love you so by schnuffey I think? But I listen to decaying's Spotify release of it

Lucky Lucky by lucky twice

Toma no cu by dj exe

@ashvian-arts @sosterias @tialikesglape

[sosterias]

Thank you for tagging. This was so hard, no pressure, ily 🫶

Suddenly by I.O.I

Hoodie by Hey Violet

What’s a girl to do by Dayoung

Midnight sun by Zara Larsson

Space between by Dove Cameron and Sofia Carson (from the descendants movie)

@silentfriday @rosiewantstowrite @hearts2vivi @mrskamikazekaito

[hearts2vivi]

oh em gee!! thank you for the tag @sosterias <33

if we're talking atm then it'll prolly be

ICONIC BY MISTAKE by LE SSERAFIM, ILLIT, and KATSEYE

REDRED by CORTIS

MONA LISA by j-hope (im writing a fic on it lol)

Break My Heart by Dua Lipa

Show Me Love (with Tyla) by WizTheMc, Tyla, and bees & honey

no pressure tags: @starobsessions, @lvrs4nxna, @stqrgumi, @lilithkleia, @chaossince1996, @sneakymonke, @kezzy101, @fushihearts, @megumisrighttoe, @nonchalantfiend, @yujismissingfingers, @yujisdreamgirl, @bigtrashland

[megumisrighttoe]

Thank you for the tag!

omg everyone has such unique music tastes i feel like a fraud now

its rlly hard for me to pick but ummm id prob say (not in any particular order):

bound for the floor by local h

play date by melanie martinez

pretty when you cry by lana del ray

until i know by panchiko

make a mil by partynextdoor

tags :: @fushihearts, @fushiirolls, @fushigurlfriend, @m0thes, @mimimochis, @i-love-music-sooooo-much, @incandescent-night, @i-am-a-lazy-mess, @stqrgumi, @nonchalantfiend, @6x-x9, + anyone else

[i-love-music-sooooo-much]

Ty for the tag 🥹

I Know You by Faye Webster

Birds Don’t Sing by TV Girl

All I Did Was Dream Of You by Beabadoobee ft The Marias

Beaches by Beabadoobee

Break It Off - Bonus by PinkPantheress

@valberryboos @teacups-diary @incandescent-night

Sorry idk who to tag since this is a new acc lol

[valberryboos]

ty jannah for the tagggg

CURE by akugetsu and park byeong hoon

pardon me by lil yachty

housatlantavegas by drake

janice stfu by drake

girls by beastie boys (don’t ask…)

bonus

the perfect pair by beabadoobee

tags:: @hangenism @rengoatku @tokkushin @kamislop @suganoms @kireampie @lilithkleia + others! mb if u were already tagged …

[rengoated]

Ty for the tag val!!

Moon river ~ Frank Ocean

Save me ~ Chief Keef

Dark red ~ Steve Lacy

Novacaine ~ Frank Ocean 

Fashion killa ~ A$AP Rocky

Npt 🏷️ @illumoria @fushihearts @6x-x9 @neossence + anyone who wants to join (most of my moots have already been tagged lol)

[illumoria]

thanku for the tag my little dawn :3!

1. take my breath away; berlin

2. quiet, the winter harbor; mazzy star

3. honeymoon avenue; ariana grande

4. baby i; ariana grande

5. i know it’s over; the smiths

npt;; @daystarpoet @kittens4kitty @fushicake @fushihearts @bohnerrific69 @hiidratedd

[hiidratedd]

tyy for the tag sugar! ˃ ᵕ ˂

Gone with the sin by HIM

Put me in a movie by lana del rey

Rosemary by deftones

You can be the boss by lana del rey

Sextape by deftones

loser don't got many moots bruh ⇀‸↼‶ @cinnanum @escapism432 @v4mp1r3b4tzz

[hiidratedd]

UNDER CRIMSON EYES CH- 10

Woman disguised as a man reader X sukuna

Synopsis: In which concubine reader disguises herself as a man to avoid her duties.. But nothing gets past sukuna.

Tags: hein era sukuna, identity concealment, afab disguised as a man reader, enemies to lovers..?,implied SA(in upcoming chapters), reader's family is shitty,but her brother's suguru goato, uhh angst ig WC: around 1.6k ughh🤤

Chapter - 10 The ununravelling

I swear the little silk lantern was around riiight here two days ago! you stood in the middle of your room staring at the empty spot where you'd left it yesterday,

and you've JUST managed to sneak it in your room! did it perhaps get swallowed by the very "blackhole" that had been swallowing things left and right? Or is it-

Ohhh right right. now I remember, geto apparently, "needed it way more than you do, pretty please". uhh.. atleast this one had an explanation..Well the sun's already retreating, so let's retreat back to searching for it.

....

The training grounds were empty, so were the kitchens. the eastern gardens-hydrangeas packed it in a swell of blue and violet, their heavy blooms bowing low, yet, for all their crowded beauty, the path be left entirely empty.

No geto

"No, I haven't seen him" said a passing servant, so did another, and yet another.

each answer was the same.

Truly strange, usually he found you first.. accompanied by some irritating comment, or stolen food.

Your steps slowed. come on noww you can't just jump to grim verdicts! although I'd say the palace does feel a lot more enormous, and maybe a little quieter...

Had it always been this quiet?

......

Two hours? Really? Is that all it took for you to give up?,, the sun had set around the same.

solely due to the fact that you were too tired, in every sense of the word.

You inhaled deeply, void tasting of ozone and rot. your head spun, but you didn't run; you didn't look for guards. You drifted until you reached the high floor veranda’s edge, letting your legs swing over the dark void. hollowed eyes watched twilight succumb to night, as you sat at the very edge, atop the railing.

a servant would've screamed, a guard would've dragged you down, but did you particularly care?

well..the sky looked beautiful...the kind of beautiful that made you angry.

How dare the velvet abyss look so peaceful? How dare the world continue pretending everything was fine?

​"did you decide between jumping or falling"

...you didn't yelp or accuse him of appearing out of nowhere this time. Sukuna’s voice wasn't a threat, It was a low, grounded rumble. You didn't flinch, or straighten your posture- continuing your forlorn stare, as the breeze swept back your hair.

"hm" The single, hollow syllable seemed to hit Sukuna harder than expected.

Something flickered briefly across his face...gone immediately.

"Get down."

"No."

"Tch"

You looked over at him over your shoulder,, for a while neither of you spoke. yet the air didn't feel thin or corrupt anymore, the silence between you was a soft, heavy blanket shielding you from the world outside. It was quiet so profound, so strangely safe, that you almost forgot to breathe.

eventually your voice broke it.

"did you know things could dissapear into thin air..?" now your voice came out ummistakably feminine- soft and vulnerable. what was the point in hiding anymore? you were done.

"choso was really nice..he'd sneak me extra food. I wonder if he's ate anything since last week.."

"what..?"

"y'know, the cook. He..I'm sure something happened to him"

"you're being awfully vauge"

"he's missing,..so are my sandles..and my lantern,,..and-"

your voice cracked, as your vision felt awfully heavy, blurring around the edges

"m-my brother too"

a light breeze past by as Sukuna stood beside you, just listening quietly, no irritating comments.

You hated how much that helped.

For the first time in days someone was simply listening.

"...I think I'm losing my mind"

The words slipped out before you could stop them, you let out a small huff of laughter as you stared down at your weary hands.

"...And I can't do anything."

your voice cracked awfully now, you immediately looked away.

Oh how Embarrassing, pathetic just weak.

and the kind of weakness you hated showing, especially now, especially in front of him.

sukuna edged closer to you, warmth radiating from him-that anchored you against the cool, swirling wind.

you finally let out a loong sigh "and there's something else.."

Sukuna glanced toward you, his gaze just..completly softened??

You laughed once, bitterly.

"honestly, after everything else this feels stupid."

but the confession was stuck in your throat. For months you'd hidden it, feared for it-preparing for the consequences, whatever it was; for your head on a block or the searing agony of fire.

and now? now it seemed so insignificant compared to everything else.

you closed your eyes.

"I'm not-I.."

The words caught, throat suddenly auditioning to be a desert. you tried again.

....

​"...I’m not a man."

​You braced yourself for the blade, for the end of everything. Instead, the silence that followed felt heavy, charged with something you hadn't dared to name.

​"Took you long enough," he murmured.

​His voice wasn't the mockery you expected, it was low, raspy, and laced with a strange, dark irritation. You blinked, staring at him as he shifted closer, his presence suddenly suffocating-not with threat, but with a tension that made the air between you feel electric.

​"..what?" you managed, your voice barely a thread.

​Sukuna’s yearning half lidded gaze swept over you, lingering on the line of your throat, then shifting back to your eyes with a heat that had nothing to do with the night air. He looked unimpressed, yes, but there was a flicker of something volatile beneath the surface-say, the look of a man who had spent weeks trying to ignore a wildfire, only to have it finally burn him.

​"Did you truly believe that disguise was convincing?" he asked, his voice dropping an octave. He leaned in, closer to the point you could feel the radiating, restless heat of him ;but this time it was different. "I knew the moment I saw you. I’ve known for months"

​He paused, his gaze darkening, jaw tightening as if he were holding back a confession of his own.

​"I was waiting," he added, his voice thin, "to see how long it would take you to give me an excuse-" "to see how long you'd keep lying to me"

The moon, hanging there just a moment ago, suddenly seemed very far away-nothing mattered now but the way he was looking at you.

you both stared at eachother, neither daring to move.

"...you're not angry?"

For a moment he actually looked..confused?, as though the question itself was nonsensical.

"Why would I be angry?"

something in your chest cracked. not painfully, but enough; just enough to let the air back in, enough to breath properly. enough to maybe believe-

"Lord Sukuna."

uraume's voice cut through the moment,, yet neither of you looked away.

"Lord Sukuna."

Still no responce, suddenly it seemed like he had slelective hearing.

"There is an urgent matter regarding the council."

sukuna took in a deep breath, still not turning their way

"the Northern Generals-"

"Leave."

sukuna clicked his tongue, annoyed, very annoyed infact.

you almost laughed,, almost as you nudged his arm, "You should go"

"No."

"I'll still be here."

His eyes narrowed, pinning you in place with a look that dared you to be right.

You forced a weak smile, but one that actually reached your eyes.

"We can talk after"

A long pause followed, finally reluctantly, he turned away muttering something under his breath

you watched as sukuna's silhouette disappeared around the corridor corner.

Eugh what's this strange feeling in your chest?! It’s refusing to settle down. It's just so annoying and..warm?

The kind of feeling that made your stomach flutter whenever you thought too hard about it. you hated it, so let's not think about it too hard.

a sound interrupted your thoughts. Faint,-somewhere down the hall.

a scrape?

And another, then something almost resembling..laughter??

Your smile didn't just vanished, it curdled. You straightened, the warmth in your stomach turning sharp, then cold.

"...???"

The corridor had gone quiet again. Right, perhaps you'd imagined it. But there it is again, once more. a muffled sound, a struggle?

But there it came once more.

Ok so stop, genuinely no.

No, no; let's not do this all over again, it's just-you're tired yeah that's it.

No, everything isn't a conspiracy.

No, everything isn't disappearing into the rot.

No, everything isn't-

The sound came again.. But closer this time

The further you walked, needing to prove to yourself that the hall was empty, the fewer lanterns remained. Warm gold gave way to darkness as the corridor narrowed further. Dust gathered thicker here.

What remained was a negleted, forgotten sort of place that servants avoided.

The door stood slightly ajar, inside sat a figure-back facing you. He sat motionless.

Oh. well, there he is, in the flesh sat kamo noritoshi. The very architecht to all your problems, torment the root of every jagged piece in your life.

Sitting there as if he isn't unraveling your life, in the worst way possible.

You frowned. Fury, hot and sudden, rushed into your chest-but it hit a wall of cold confusion

"y-you there"

No response.

The figure remained seated, perfectly still. The broom felt ridiculous in your hands. Oh isn't it just amazing, perhaps ridiculous things happened to ridiculous people.

You took another step forward, slowly raising the broom, ready to-

Is that, sweet? huh? Wait wait hold on, it's like thick fermented overipe fruit, is it? Ohh ohh no that's not it, it's like rancid meat, oily miasma? the stench of It wasn't just the smell of death; it was the smell of something that refused to stay buried.

"yo, (name)"

You were struck frozen, the familiar voice behind you calling out your name, is that really him?

"long time no see"

How about "lantern" being symbolic for her internal spark,which she don trust herself to carry so she gave it to her "pillar" for safe keeping. only to find the pillar shattered. Yo Im lwk goated😛

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The blue light of the television flickered against the living room wall, casting long, rhythmic shadows across the room. Some click-bait video titled "do not call thukuna at 3 am!!" playing faintly in the background.

​You were slumped in the corner of the couch, the position you looked so "comfortable" in- resembled the endgame position in twister, your head tilted at a precarious against the throw pillow.

you've been asleep for at least an hour; the remote slipped away from your hand and was wedged deep between the cushion. your breath was steady and shallow.

​Toji walked in, the floorboards gave a soft, familiar creak. He froze for a second, watching you, letting out a dissapointed sigh accompanied by a "seriously?"(obviously there's no real bite to it). he walked over to the tv first, muting it, followed by turning it off. The sudden silence in the room felt heavy and soft.

​He knelt by the couch, resting a hand on your knee for a moment, just to anchor himself. as he stood back up, he slid one arm behind your shoulders another under your knees, scooping you up, muttering something along the lines of "One day you're gonna wake up with a crick in your neck".

you stirred, a soft, unintelligible murmur escaping your lips whilst instinctively leaning into his humongous honkers oh um got carried away mb *clears throat* into the warmth of his broad chest, hands fumbling to grab onto his sweater

​"I’ve got you, doll" he whispered, so low it was almost vibration rather than sound.

​You didn't wake, just letting your head loll against his shoulder as he carried you down the hallway. On reaching the bedroom, he moved with practiced ease, rolling back the duvet before lowering you onto the fluffy mattress. He tucked the covers up to you chin, pausing to brush a stray lock of hair away from your forehead-wait wait hold on, run that back for a second, I think we've skipped over a few very important details here.

First of all, let's address the giant scarred man currently tucking you into bed-toji fushiguro, y'know the fictional character from jujutsu kaisen, the anime? Yeah the very anime that was literally playing on your television liike thirty minutes ago?

Why is toji fushiguro carrying you to bed?, How did toji fushiguro get into your apartment?

And perhaps most importantly,

why is he even in our verse?!

That man is not your boyfriend, you've never even had a boyfriend to begin with??

Matter of fact, the closest you've ever gotten to him is pausing an episode to ogle at him for an embarrassing amount of time.

So why is he carrying you to bed, in your apartment or why's he even real in the first place?!?-

You jolted awake, lungs pulling in a sharp breath. Your bedroom ceiling stared back at you., dark and still

relief washed over you.,, right right ofcourse,, we were dreaming-that explains it, a ridiculously vivid dream I might add.

you dragged a hand down your face and let out a groan.

but then you froze..slowly, very slowly, you sat up, brows pulling together.

now now something wasn't right..again

Because the last thing you remembered was falling asleep on the couch,, watching your fictional man in action- but that's besides the point! what you were lying on now was not the couch, hell, it wasn’t even the living room!..how'd you wake up..on a bed?!

second, you live alone-like, alone alone.

not "my roommate's away for the weekend", or "my partner works night shifts" alone. so how did you even get here?! Who carried you-

A large hand suddenly shoved against your face, not strangling, or grabbing too harshly just a soft but firm PUSH!, pulling you riight back into bed, the muscular arm moved to snake around your waist, pulling you back against a rough chest. You froze, then slowly tried to turn within the firm grip, just to see-TOJI?!

He cracked one eye open, grumbling a "Go back to sleep",, shuffling to bury his head in your neck, as if you were the inconvenience here.

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The blue light of the television flickered against the living room wall, casting long, rhythmic shadows across the room. Some click-bait video titled "do not call thukuna at 3 am!!" playing faintly in the background.

​You were slumped in the corner of the couch, the position you looked so "comfortable" in- resembled the endgame position in twister, your head tilted at a precarious against the throw pillow.

you've been asleep for at least an hour; the remote slipped away from your hand and was wedged deep between the cushion. your breath was steady and shallow.

​Toji walked in, the floorboards gave a soft, familiar creak. He froze for a second, watching you, letting out a dissapointed sigh accompanied by a "seriously?"(obviously there's no real bite to it). he walked over to the tv first, muting it, followed by turning it off. The sudden silence in the room felt heavy and soft.

​He knelt by the couch, resting a hand on your knee for a moment, just to anchor himself. as he stood back up, he slid one arm behind your shoulders another under your knees, scooping you up, muttering something along the lines of "One day you're gonna wake up with a crick in your neck".

you stirred, a soft, unintelligible murmur escaping your lips whilst instinctively leaning into his humongous honkers oh um got carried away mb *clears throat* into the warmth of his broad chest, hands fumbling to grab onto his sweater

​"I’ve got you, doll" he whispered, so low it was almost vibration rather than sound.

​You didn't wake, just letting your head loll against his shoulder as he carried you down the hallway. On reaching the bedroom, he moved with practiced ease, rolling back the duvet before lowering you onto the fluffy mattress. He tucked the covers up to you chin, pausing to brush a stray lock of hair away from your forehead-wait wait hold on, run that back for a second, I think we've skipped over a few very important details here.

First of all, let's address the giant scarred man currently tucking you into bed-toji fushiguro, y'know the fictional character from jujutsu kaisen, the anime? Yeah the very anime that was literally playing on your television liike thirty minutes ago?

Why is toji fushiguro carrying you to bed?, How did toji fushiguro get into your apartment?

And perhaps most importantly,

why is he even in our verse?!

That man is not your boyfriend, you've never even had a boyfriend to begin with??

Matter of fact, the closest you've ever gotten to him is pausing an episode to ogle at him for an embarrassing amount of time.

So why is he carrying you to bed, in your apartment or why's he even real in the first place?!?-

You jolted awake, lungs pulling in a sharp breath. Your bedroom ceiling stared back at you., dark and still

relief washed over you.,, right right ofcourse,, we were dreaming-that explains it, a ridiculously vivid dream I might add.

you dragged a hand down your face and let out a groan.

but then you froze..slowly, very slowly, you sat up, brows pulling together.

now now something wasn't right..again

Because the last thing you remembered was falling asleep on the couch,, watching your fictional man in action- but that's besides the point! what you were lying on now was not the couch, hell, it wasn’t even the living room!..how'd you wake up..on a bed?!

second, you live alone-like, alone alone.

not "my roommate's away for the weekend", or "my partner works night shifts" alone. so how did you even get here?! Who carried you-

A large hand suddenly shoved against your face, not strangling, or grabbing too harshly just a soft but firm PUSH!, pulling you riight back into bed, the muscular arm moved to snake around your waist, pulling you back against a rough chest. You froze, then slowly tried to turn within the firm grip, just to see-TOJI?!

He cracked one eye open, grumbling a "Go back to sleep",, shuffling to bury his head in your neck, as if you were the inconvenience here.

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UNDER CRIMSON EYES CH- 10

Woman disguised as a man reader X sukuna

Synopsis: In which concubine reader disguises herself as a man to avoid her duties.. But nothing gets past sukuna.

Tags: hein era sukuna, identity concealment, afab disguised as a man reader, enemies to lovers..?,implied SA(in upcoming chapters), reader's family is shitty,but her brother's suguru goato, uhh angst ig WC: around 1.6k ughh🤤

Chapter - 10 The ununravelling

I swear the little silk lantern was around riiight here two days ago! you stood in the middle of your room staring at the empty spot where you'd left it yesterday,

and you've JUST managed to sneak it in your room! did it perhaps get swallowed by the very "blackhole" that had been swallowing things left and right? Or is it-

Ohhh right right. now I remember, geto apparently, "needed it way more than you do, pretty please". uhh.. atleast this one had an explanation..Well the sun's already retreating, so let's retreat back to searching for it.

....

The training grounds were empty, so were the kitchens. the eastern gardens-hydrangeas packed it in a swell of blue and violet, their heavy blooms bowing low, yet, for all their crowded beauty, the path be left entirely empty.

No geto

"No, I haven't seen him" said a passing servant, so did another, and yet another.

each answer was the same.

Truly strange, usually he found you first.. accompanied by some irritating comment, or stolen food.

Your steps slowed. come on noww you can't just jump to grim verdicts! although I'd say the palace does feel a lot more enormous, and maybe a little quieter...

Had it always been this quiet?

......

Two hours? Really? Is that all it took for you to give up?,, the sun had set around the same.

solely due to the fact that you were too tired, in every sense of the word.

You inhaled deeply, void tasting of ozone and rot. your head spun, but you didn't run; you didn't look for guards. You drifted until you reached the high floor veranda’s edge, letting your legs swing over the dark void. hollowed eyes watched twilight succumb to night, as you sat at the very edge, atop the railing.

a servant would've screamed, a guard would've dragged you down, but did you particularly care?

well..the sky looked beautiful...the kind of beautiful that made you angry.

How dare the velvet abyss look so peaceful? How dare the world continue pretending everything was fine?

​"did you decide between jumping or falling"

...you didn't yelp or accuse him of appearing out of nowhere this time. Sukuna’s voice wasn't a threat, It was a low, grounded rumble. You didn't flinch, or straighten your posture- continuing your forlorn stare, as the breeze swept back your hair.

"hm" The single, hollow syllable seemed to hit Sukuna harder than expected.

Something flickered briefly across his face...gone immediately.

"Get down."

"No."

"Tch"

You looked over at him over your shoulder,, for a while neither of you spoke. yet the air didn't feel thin or corrupt anymore, the silence between you was a soft, heavy blanket shielding you from the world outside. It was quiet so profound, so strangely safe, that you almost forgot to breathe.

eventually your voice broke it.

"did you know things could dissapear into thin air..?" now your voice came out ummistakably feminine- soft and vulnerable. what was the point in hiding anymore? you were done.

"choso was really nice..he'd sneak me extra food. I wonder if he's ate anything since last week.."

"what..?"

"y'know, the cook. He..I'm sure something happened to him"

"you're being awfully vauge"

"he's missing,..so are my sandles..and my lantern,,..and-"

your voice cracked, as your vision felt awfully heavy, blurring around the edges

"m-my brother too"

a light breeze past by as Sukuna stood beside you, just listening quietly, no irritating comments.

You hated how much that helped.

For the first time in days someone was simply listening.

"...I think I'm losing my mind"

The words slipped out before you could stop them, you let out a small huff of laughter as you stared down at your weary hands.

"...And I can't do anything."

your voice cracked awfully now, you immediately looked away.

Oh how Embarrassing, pathetic just weak.

and the kind of weakness you hated showing, especially now, especially in front of him.

sukuna edged closer to you, warmth radiating from him-that anchored you against the cool, swirling wind.

you finally let out a loong sigh "and there's something else.."

Sukuna glanced toward you, his gaze just..completly softened??

You laughed once, bitterly.

"honestly, after everything else this feels stupid."

but the confession was stuck in your throat. For months you'd hidden it, feared for it-preparing for the consequences, whatever it was; for your head on a block or the searing agony of fire.

and now? now it seemed so insignificant compared to everything else.

you closed your eyes.

"I'm not-I.."

The words caught, throat suddenly auditioning to be a desert. you tried again.

....

​"...I’m not a man."

​You braced yourself for the blade, for the end of everything. Instead, the silence that followed felt heavy, charged with something you hadn't dared to name.

​"Took you long enough," he murmured.

​His voice wasn't the mockery you expected, it was low, raspy, and laced with a strange, dark irritation. You blinked, staring at him as he shifted closer, his presence suddenly suffocating-not with threat, but with a tension that made the air between you feel electric.

​"..what?" you managed, your voice barely a thread.

​Sukuna’s yearning half lidded gaze swept over you, lingering on the line of your throat, then shifting back to your eyes with a heat that had nothing to do with the night air. He looked unimpressed, yes, but there was a flicker of something volatile beneath the surface-say, the look of a man who had spent weeks trying to ignore a wildfire, only to have it finally burn him.

​"Did you truly believe that disguise was convincing?" he asked, his voice dropping an octave. He leaned in, closer to the point you could feel the radiating, restless heat of him ;but this time it was different. "I knew the moment I saw you. I’ve known for months"

​He paused, his gaze darkening, jaw tightening as if he were holding back a confession of his own.

​"I was waiting," he added, his voice thin, "to see how long it would take you to give me an excuse-" "to see how long you'd keep lying to me"

The moon, hanging there just a moment ago, suddenly seemed very far away-nothing mattered now but the way he was looking at you.

you both stared at eachother, neither daring to move.

"...you're not angry?"

For a moment he actually looked..confused?, as though the question itself was nonsensical.

"Why would I be angry?"

something in your chest cracked. not painfully, but enough; just enough to let the air back in, enough to breath properly. enough to maybe believe-

"Lord Sukuna."

uraume's voice cut through the moment,, yet neither of you looked away.

"Lord Sukuna."

Still no responce, suddenly it seemed like he had slelective hearing.

"There is an urgent matter regarding the council."

sukuna took in a deep breath, still not turning their way

"the Northern Generals-"

"Leave."

sukuna clicked his tongue, annoyed, very annoyed infact.

you almost laughed,, almost as you nudged his arm, "You should go"

"No."

"I'll still be here."

His eyes narrowed, pinning you in place with a look that dared you to be right.

You forced a weak smile, but one that actually reached your eyes.

"We can talk after"

A long pause followed, finally reluctantly, he turned away muttering something under his breath

you watched as sukuna's silhouette disappeared around the corridor corner.

Eugh what's this strange feeling in your chest?! It’s refusing to settle down. It's just so annoying and..warm?

The kind of feeling that made your stomach flutter whenever you thought too hard about it. you hated it, so let's not think about it too hard.

a sound interrupted your thoughts. Faint,-somewhere down the hall.

a scrape?

And another, then something almost resembling..laughter??

Your smile didn't just vanished, it curdled. You straightened, the warmth in your stomach turning sharp, then cold.

"...???"

The corridor had gone quiet again. Right, perhaps you'd imagined it. But there it is again, once more. a muffled sound, a struggle?

But there it came once more.

Ok so stop, genuinely no.

No, no; let's not do this all over again, it's just-you're tired yeah that's it.

No, everything isn't a conspiracy.

No, everything isn't disappearing into the rot.

No, everything isn't-

The sound came again.. But closer this time

The further you walked, needing to prove to yourself that the hall was empty, the fewer lanterns remained. Warm gold gave way to darkness as the corridor narrowed further. Dust gathered thicker here.

What remained was a negleted, forgotten sort of place that servants avoided.

The door stood slightly ajar, inside sat a figure-back facing you. He sat motionless.

Oh. well, there he is, in the flesh sat kamo noritoshi. The very architecht to all your problems, torment the root of every jagged piece in your life.

Sitting there as if he isn't unraveling your life, in the worst way possible.

You frowned. Fury, hot and sudden, rushed into your chest-but it hit a wall of cold confusion

"y-you there"

No response.

The figure remained seated, perfectly still. The broom felt ridiculous in your hands. Oh isn't it just amazing, perhaps ridiculous things happened to ridiculous people.

You took another step forward, slowly raising the broom, ready to-

Is that, sweet? huh? Wait wait hold on, it's like thick fermented overipe fruit, is it? Ohh ohh no that's not it, it's like rancid meat, oily miasma? the stench of It wasn't just the smell of death; it was the smell of something that refused to stay buried.

"yo, (name)"

You were struck frozen, the familiar voice behind you calling out your name, is that really him?

"long time no see"

How about "lantern" being symbolic for her internal spark,which she don trust herself to carry so she gave it to her "pillar" for safe keeping. only to find the pillar shattered. Yo Im lwk goated😛

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UNDER CRIMSON EYES CH- 10

Woman disguised as a man reader X sukuna

Synopsis: In which concubine reader disguises herself as a man to avoid her duties.. But nothing gets past sukuna.

Tags: hein era sukuna, identity concealment, afab disguised as a man reader, enemies to lovers..?,implied SA(in upcoming chapters), reader's family is shitty,but her brother's suguru goato, uhh angst ig WC: around 1.6k ughh🤤

Chapter - 10 The ununravelling

I swear the little silk lantern was around riiight here two days ago! you stood in the middle of your room staring at the empty spot where you'd left it yesterday,

and you've JUST managed to sneak it in your room! did it perhaps get swallowed by the very "blackhole" that had been swallowing things left and right? Or is it-

Ohhh right right. now I remember, geto apparently, "needed it way more than you do, pretty please". uhh.. atleast this one had an explanation..Well the sun's already retreating, so let's retreat back to searching for it.

....

The training grounds were empty, so were the kitchens. the eastern gardens-hydrangeas packed it in a swell of blue and violet, their heavy blooms bowing low, yet, for all their crowded beauty, the path be left entirely empty.

No geto

"No, I haven't seen him" said a passing servant, so did another, and yet another.

each answer was the same.

Truly strange, usually he found you first.. accompanied by some irritating comment, or stolen food.

Your steps slowed. come on noww you can't just jump to grim verdicts! although I'd say the palace does feel a lot more enormous, and maybe a little quieter...

Had it always been this quiet?

......

Two hours? Really? Is that all it took for you to give up?,, the sun had set around the same.

solely due to the fact that you were too tired, in every sense of the word.

You inhaled deeply, void tasting of ozone and rot. your head spun, but you didn't run; you didn't look for guards. You drifted until you reached the high floor veranda’s edge, letting your legs swing over the dark void. hollowed eyes watched twilight succumb to night, as you sat at the very edge, atop the railing.

a servant would've screamed, a guard would've dragged you down, but did you particularly care?

well..the sky looked beautiful...the kind of beautiful that made you angry.

How dare the velvet abyss look so peaceful? How dare the world continue pretending everything was fine?

​"did you decide between jumping or falling"

...you didn't yelp or accuse him of appearing out of nowhere this time. Sukuna’s voice wasn't a threat, It was a low, grounded rumble. You didn't flinch, or straighten your posture- continuing your forlorn stare, as the breeze swept back your hair.

"hm" The single, hollow syllable seemed to hit Sukuna harder than expected.

Something flickered briefly across his face...gone immediately.

"Get down."

"No."

"Tch"

You looked over at him over your shoulder,, for a while neither of you spoke. yet the air didn't feel thin or corrupt anymore, the silence between you was a soft, heavy blanket shielding you from the world outside. It was quiet so profound, so strangely safe, that you almost forgot to breathe.

eventually your voice broke it.

"did you know things could dissapear into thin air..?" now your voice came out ummistakably feminine- soft and vulnerable. what was the point in hiding anymore? you were done.

"choso was really nice..he'd sneak me extra food. I wonder if he's ate anything since last week.."

"what..?"

"y'know, the cook. He..I'm sure something happened to him"

"you're being awfully vauge"

"he's missing,..so are my sandles..and my lantern,,..and-"

your voice cracked, as your vision felt awfully heavy, blurring around the edges

"m-my brother too"

a light breeze past by as Sukuna stood beside you, just listening quietly, no irritating comments.

You hated how much that helped.

For the first time in days someone was simply listening.

"...I think I'm losing my mind"

The words slipped out before you could stop them, you let out a small huff of laughter as you stared down at your weary hands.

"...And I can't do anything."

your voice cracked awfully now, you immediately looked away.

Oh how Embarrassing, pathetic just weak.

and the kind of weakness you hated showing, especially now, especially in front of him.

sukuna edged closer to you, warmth radiating from him-that anchored you against the cool, swirling wind.

you finally let out a loong sigh "and there's something else.."

Sukuna glanced toward you, his gaze just..completly softened??

You laughed once, bitterly.

"honestly, after everything else this feels stupid."

but the confession was stuck in your throat. For months you'd hidden it, feared for it-preparing for the consequences, whatever it was; for your head on a block or the searing agony of fire.

and now? now it seemed so insignificant compared to everything else.

you closed your eyes.

"I'm not-I.."

The words caught, throat suddenly auditioning to be a desert. you tried again.

....

​"...I’m not a man."

​You braced yourself for the blade, for the end of everything. Instead, the silence that followed felt heavy, charged with something you hadn't dared to name.

​"Took you long enough," he murmured.

​His voice wasn't the mockery you expected, it was low, raspy, and laced with a strange, dark irritation. You blinked, staring at him as he shifted closer, his presence suddenly suffocating-not with threat, but with a tension that made the air between you feel electric.

​"..what?" you managed, your voice barely a thread.

​Sukuna’s yearning half lidded gaze swept over you, lingering on the line of your throat, then shifting back to your eyes with a heat that had nothing to do with the night air. He looked unimpressed, yes, but there was a flicker of something volatile beneath the surface-say, the look of a man who had spent weeks trying to ignore a wildfire, only to have it finally burn him.

​"Did you truly believe that disguise was convincing?" he asked, his voice dropping an octave. He leaned in, closer to the point you could feel the radiating, restless heat of him ;but this time it was different. "I knew the moment I saw you. I’ve known for months"

​He paused, his gaze darkening, jaw tightening as if he were holding back a confession of his own.

​"I was waiting," he added, his voice thin, "to see how long it would take you to give me an excuse-" "to see how long you'd keep lying to me"

The moon, hanging there just a moment ago, suddenly seemed very far away-nothing mattered now but the way he was looking at you.

you both stared at eachother, neither daring to move.

"...you're not angry?"

For a moment he actually looked..confused?, as though the question itself was nonsensical.

"Why would I be angry?"

something in your chest cracked. not painfully, but enough; just enough to let the air back in, enough to breath properly. enough to maybe believe-

"Lord Sukuna."

uraume's voice cut through the moment,, yet neither of you looked away.

"Lord Sukuna."

Still no responce, suddenly it seemed like he had slelective hearing.

"There is an urgent matter regarding the council."

sukuna took in a deep breath, still not turning their way

"the Northern Generals-"

"Leave."

sukuna clicked his tongue, annoyed, very annoyed infact.

you almost laughed,, almost as you nudged his arm, "You should go"

"No."

"I'll still be here."

His eyes narrowed, pinning you in place with a look that dared you to be right.

You forced a weak smile, but one that actually reached your eyes.

"We can talk after"

A long pause followed, finally reluctantly, he turned away muttering something under his breath

you watched as sukuna's silhouette disappeared around the corridor corner.

Eugh what's this strange feeling in your chest?! It’s refusing to settle down. It's just so annoying and..warm?

The kind of feeling that made your stomach flutter whenever you thought too hard about it. you hated it, so let's not think about it too hard.

a sound interrupted your thoughts. Faint,-somewhere down the hall.

a scrape?

And another, then something almost resembling..laughter??

Your smile didn't just vanished, it curdled. You straightened, the warmth in your stomach turning sharp, then cold.

"...???"

The corridor had gone quiet again. Right, perhaps you'd imagined it. But there it is again, once more. a muffled sound, a struggle?

But there it came once more.

Ok so stop, genuinely no.

No, no; let's not do this all over again, it's just-you're tired yeah that's it.

No, everything isn't a conspiracy.

No, everything isn't disappearing into the rot.

No, everything isn't-

The sound came again.. But closer this time

The further you walked, needing to prove to yourself that the hall was empty, the fewer lanterns remained. Warm gold gave way to darkness as the corridor narrowed further. Dust gathered thicker here.

What remained was a negleted, forgotten sort of place that servants avoided.

The door stood slightly ajar, inside sat a figure-back facing you. He sat motionless.

Oh. well, there he is, in the flesh sat kamo noritoshi. The very architecht to all your problems, torment the root of every jagged piece in your life.

Sitting there as if he isn't unraveling your life, in the worst way possible.

You frowned. Fury, hot and sudden, rushed into your chest-but it hit a wall of cold confusion

"y-you there"

No response.

The figure remained seated, perfectly still. The broom felt ridiculous in your hands. Oh isn't it just amazing, perhaps ridiculous things happened to ridiculous people.

You took another step forward, slowly raising the broom, ready to-

Is that, sweet? huh? Wait wait hold on, it's like thick fermented overipe fruit, is it? Ohh ohh no that's not it, it's like rancid meat, oily miasma? the stench of It wasn't just the smell of death; it was the smell of something that refused to stay buried.

"yo, (name)"

You were struck frozen, the familiar voice behind you calling out your name, is that really him?

"long time no see"

How about "lantern" being symbolic for her internal spark,which she don trust herself to carry so she gave it to her "pillar" for safe keeping. only to find the pillar shattered. Yo Im lwk goated😛

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UNDER CRIMSON EYES ch - 9

Woman disguised as a man reader X sukuna

Synopsis: In which concubine reader disguises herself as a man to avoid her duties.. But nothing gets past sukuna.

Tags: hein era sukuna, identity concealment, afab disguised as a man reader, enemies to lovers..?,implied SA(in upcoming chapters), reader's family is shitty,but her brother's suguru goato, uhh angst if you squint..? WC: around 1.4k boii

Chapter - 9 False security

!knock knock!

widened eyes felt dry as the uncomfortably cold breeze hit them, hand remained suspended half way beneath the pillow, your body was completely frozen in place.

You paused. not moving, or reaching for the familiar metal shape, just struck dumb.

You stared at the door, Oh dear me, who could it possibly be?

murderers? Assassins? ghosts? or worse!?-

"Open it."

Relief rushed through so fast you felt your shoulders sag, head immediately slumping back into the futon.

The voice you'd normally grunt at now felt like a sweet mother bird calling out to her baby.

Uraume

Right,.. Maybe we overeacted about assassins..

You squeezed your dried out eyes shut briefly.

"Lord Sukuna requests your presence, immediately"

Lord Sukuna? What could that grumpy old man possibly need at this hour?

Your exhausted brain turned the question around several times trying to produce an answer

Uhhh..

"...I'll be there in a moment."

The footsteps retreated as you sat up in bed for a moment, staying motionless for a few seconds. then let out a long sigh.

I mean..at least nobody was trying to kill you.

......

Ugh this was certainly taking longer than expected.

sukuna drummed his fingers lazily against the table.

The missing scroll had been annoying, eh-not because it's important, but because...it wasn’t..?

The replacement document could have been rewritten hours ago.

But come onn where's the fun in that? the interesting part was watching you complain about it.

Sighh but unfortunately, you had not yet arrived.

Tsk. Just disappointing. Or perhaps you were attempting to escape..(again)?

Oooh that would certainly be entertaining!

The thought had barely crossed his mind before the door slid ope-

Well! That was certainly.. Not expected..

Why, you looked awful-hair sticking out in every possible direction, robes slightly wrinkled and damn, those pretty eyes now looked bloodshot!

You stood in the doorway staring blankly into the room.

"..."

Sukuna stared back..

"..."

Good heavens, you looked like you'd been dug out of a grave.

"You're late."

You blinked, reaaal slowly.

"Oh."

You were now blinking manually

"...right right the scroll"

Sukuna felt an eye twitched. hmph! How could you possibly forget? Did he not sound threatening enough?!

"tsk. get to work already"

.........

you hadn't written anything in several minutes...maybe you were distracted?

sukuna watched as your eyes tracked across the same line, was it the second..right it's the third time now.

The brush remained motionless

My, how strange? usually there would've been complaining by now,..some muttered insult atleast..are you ignoring him?

Siigh. heyy now get your head back here your man's bored!-

a large hand suddenly landed on top of your head. but you on the other hand, nearly jumped shrieking away like an irritated cat. Ouch.

"w-what are you doing?"

"Fixing it."

"...Fixing what?"

"Your hair."

Before you could protest, calloused fingers pressed down the worst of the mess sticking upward. few stubborn strands flattened,..atleast.. But it only lasted approximately three seconds., because you decided to dust off your head riiight after he touched it.

Sukuna immediately looked deeply offended as he stared down at you, who looked so oblivious. He had just fixed that! How Can you just casually dismiss him away?!

"Tch."

"What now?"

"I dislike that expression."

come on now, Is there anything he DOES like?

"My... expression?"

"Yes."

"What expression?"

"That one."

You frowned, how helpful of him, such a deeply detailed description indeed.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

He clicked his tongue "I order you to look less miserable. "

"..." ???

"You do realize people can't just stop being miserable on command?"

"You can."

"No I can't?"

"Yes you can."

"uhh.. I don't think that's how it works.."

"I am literally ordering you to."

You squinted your eyes as both of you stared at eachother quietly.

The silence stretched... Uhh man this is just awkward asl

"...you're weird."

"Tch."

but somehow, the strange feeling from earlier had died down, the list slowly melting away in the back of your head, perhaps..because the king of curses occupied half the room? Or is it that nothing's stupid enough to try anything infront of sukuna? Either way, you felt safer now. And haven't reached out to check on uhh "anything in particular" for some time now

......

straw sandals.

The washing room maid.

ink stick.

The missing scroll.

Funny little things, really. A measely pair of sandals missing, well that isn't anything odd, it might've been a stray dog, or simply just the ghust of wind! 'twas really silly watching you spent 20 minutes for those, twenty!

And what's a trifling ink stick to a "full time scribe", nothing too out of the ordinary.

The washing room maid had been another excellent choice. She was being far too friendly, always smiling and offering help. She treated you like her son or whatever, t' was funny when she thought you were just a malnutritioned young man .tch. treating you as though you mattered. really, what an irresponsible woman-encouraging attachment like that. Someone just needed to stop her, good thing he helped!

the look on your face when you discovered the scroll gone, the furstration, and ah the realization, finnallyy. took you long enough.

Really, he's just curating your solitude-for peace! It’s like clearing a room for a dance, One by one, the furniture goes. first the rug, then the lamps, soon... well, we shall see what’s left when you finally stand alone..

The question now was...

What's next? A finger tapped lazily against the wooden armrest.

plenty of certainties. and really...you'd become far too attached to all of them. that simply wouldn't do!, after all-how could anyone learn to survive if they insisted on clinging to things?

......

You were walking down the corridors, trying to walk quickly as the alaramingly increasing list kept replaying in your hea-

Bonk!

Ow! how rude. you look down to see a small grape, rubbing your head where it hit you. "Someone’s looking a little too raincloud today" Turning sharply, you found geto leaning against one of the pillars, munching on some grapes

You just glared at him, ignoring his comment.

"...You've been avoiding me."

Well thats amazing, truly - bumping into the one person you'd been actively trying NOT to talk to.

Obviously, not because you didn't want to, but more so because you did-far too much. Ugh and that was precisely the problem.

you glanced away.

"I'm busy."

"You've been 'busy' for three days."

"well duh I have work"

"You always have work? Or did you get promoted to sukuna’s personal masseur now?"

You opened your mouth, but closed it..and opened it again

"...Not now."

His expression softened slightly, and now you felt worse. Can he not guiltrip you at a time like this?

You turned away, continuing on your way

"I said not now..okay?"

For a moment he simply watched you, then let out a looong suffering sigh, the kind only elder siblings seemed capable of producing.

"You know," he said, "at this point it's almost like you want me gone" he said as he clutched his chest dramatically.

you froze for half a second and immediately spun back around to him

"Heyy!"

He grinned, annoyingly

"I didn't even say anything you're such a drama queen"

"come onn ms.no fun it was just a joke"

"well It wasn't funny"

"It was a little funny.. "

"It wasn't."

You both stared at eachother, then he suddenly started pouting, flipping back his unevely cut bang

"Oh, this is just utterly tragic! "

"aand there he goes."

"My own baby sister hates me!"

"there he goes.."

"and after everything I've done"

"please stop."

"I-I may never recover.."

You groaned looudly, seems like you've been spending a tad too much time with sukuna and uraume..

"If you keep talking, I might actually kill you myself."

He peeked open one of his eyes and grinned

"See? There it is"

You rolled your eyes., but yet again a small huff of laugh escaped out, despite all.

Suguru smiled, shrugging

"Well, just so you know, even If I do die, I'll probably come back somehow "

You snorted.

"Oh?"

"Just to annoy you"

"That sounds exactly like something you'd do."

The familiar and comforting smile lingered on his face.

You shook your head, as you continued walking

Eventually his footsteps disappeared behind you. and neither of you noticed how long he stood there watching you leave. Or how that would be the last normal conversation you'd have for a very long time.

Sorry for the inconsistent updates ☹️ I just can't seem to put whatever's in my head onto the writing uggh. and the next chapter might be late too cuz shits about to get craaazzyy

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[dustoncourt]

୭ ˚. ~ BABY URAUME !

Sukuna finds a cute little child in the forest and takes them home just for you ! Yay !

- warnings : none ?? cannibalism mentions but no cannibalism, also one tiny barely even there sex reference

The forest was thick with shadows as Sukuna made his way back to the estate. Blood still dripped from the blade he carried, and the meat slung over his shoulder would be bound to feed the both of you for at least a week, maybe even two depending on how much he's home.

But how much food and how much there was to eat was no where near the forefront of his mind. All he wanted was you, imagining you waiting patiently at the estate. It's jarring how your presence has become so tolerable to the point it became the warmth he truly craved in the world. You've made him soft.

As he approached a clearing, a small figure was visible huddled beneath a cedar tree. It was a little child, impossibly thin with matted grey hair from all the dirt and grime built up with a small streak of what he thinks is red running around the bob like a halo.

It was almost terrifying to look at to Sukuna. Children were already weird, ugly cretins. Add starved and famished to that list and the big-eyed thing was like being face-to-face with a demon. Which he could not have—he is the only demon here, thanks—his name isn't Ryomen Sukuna for nothing.

They stared at each other for a long moment, the child's gaze unflinching despite Sukuna's intimidating looks and aura.

He was just going to continue on his way. What was one more starving child in a world full of them? This one will either die from it's own weakness or be strong and tough like himself and pave it's way through. It's not like it's his responsibility to help every single one of those creatures.

But then he remembered your words from weeks ago, spoken with tears in your eyes after reading a fable in the new little collection he had bought from a little vendor (aka, had stolen after killing the vendor).

"I would rather kill myself than let a poor child live a life of suffering when we have the means to help. Look! She's only six and already dying from organs failure!"

Ugh, why would you even say that part about it's condition? It only made you cry more and Sukuna can handle any strong emotion asides from melancholy at this point. But he's learning. Slowly, and it might take a few centuries including the afterlife, but he's learning. He'll get tokens for that, he hopes.

With a sigh that was more annoyance than anything else, Sukuna changed the course. The child flinched as he approached but didn't run, perhaps too weak to even consider wasting such energy, a common thought when anyone believed a four-armed beast was about to tear them apart.

He scooped them up with one arm, ignoring their feeble cries and the weak punches against his chest.

"Be still," He commanded, voice rough, "I am not going to eat you. You are all bone no meat anyways, it would be useless."

The child continued to struggle until exhaustion must've won over fear and they went limp against him, small body trembling from being frigid and in fear.

When he arrived at the estate, you were already waiting in the front courtyard, your face lighting up at his return until you noticed the small figure in his arms and your head tilted.

"Ryo, what–" You began, but your expression softened immediately as you saw the child's state.

"It was in the forest," He said simply, setting the child down on their feet. They wobbled but remained standing, eyes wide as they looked around, taking in the lavish surroundings that they never imagined they would see.

You knelt before them, your voice gentle, "Hello there. What's your name?"

The child stared at you for a moment before looking away and whispering, "Ur–Uraume."

Your smile was radiant as you took their tiny, bony hands into your own, thumb running circles over their joints, "That's a beautiful name, Uraume. Are you hungry?"

Uraume nodded slowly, eyes fixed on you with an expression that was half wonder, half disbelief. It was as if they had met an angel. No, it was as if they had met a Goddess. That would explain the fluttering in their chest as you treated them with such gentleness and care.

As you led the child towards the kitchens, questioning them about whether or not they had a favourite food, Sukuna watched, something fairly familiar stirring in his chest.

He has brought home meat, something actually valuable that would sustain you, but it was the living child you looked at with the most reverence.

Not even him, your husband who had just been gone for a whole rotation of the earth just to get you your favourite type of sorcerer meat, and you barely even glanced his way. No, "Oh my God Ryo! Yay! You're back! God, I love you. Thank you so much for the food. Let's go to bed and–"

No. None of that. Barely even a greeting. He should have left that alien in the forest and let the wolves eat it if this is how he'll be treated for the rest of his feeble days. He's a very distinguishable and hated man, who knows how long he has left? And this is the treatment he endures. Un-be-liev-a-ble.

Maybe he should eat it. Would teach that brat right.

But then again, he does like seeing you treating this child with such care. It is fuelling an image in his own inspiration which he is not complaining about.

a/n : this is inspired by this artwork of sukuna and uraume. it reminded me of zabuza and haku and i had had haaaad to write it i love and mourn zabuza and haku everyday

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UNDER CRIMSON EYES ch - 9

Woman disguised as a man reader X sukuna

Synopsis: In which concubine reader disguises herself as a man to avoid her duties.. But nothing gets past sukuna.

Tags: hein era sukuna, identity concealment, afab disguised as a man reader, enemies to lovers..?,implied SA(in upcoming chapters), reader's family is shitty,but her brother's suguru goato, uhh angst if you squint..? WC: around 1.4k boii

Chapter - 9 False security

!knock knock!

widened eyes felt dry as the uncomfortably cold breeze hit them, hand remained suspended half way beneath the pillow, your body was completely frozen in place.

You paused. not moving, or reaching for the familiar metal shape, just struck dumb.

You stared at the door, Oh dear me, who could it possibly be?

murderers? Assassins? ghosts? or worse!?-

"Open it."

Relief rushed through so fast you felt your shoulders sag, head immediately slumping back into the futon.

The voice you'd normally grunt at now felt like a sweet mother bird calling out to her baby.

Uraume

Right,.. Maybe we overeacted about assassins..

You squeezed your dried out eyes shut briefly.

"Lord Sukuna requests your presence, immediately"

Lord Sukuna? What could that grumpy old man possibly need at this hour?

Your exhausted brain turned the question around several times trying to produce an answer

Uhhh..

"...I'll be there in a moment."

The footsteps retreated as you sat up in bed for a moment, staying motionless for a few seconds. then let out a long sigh.

I mean..at least nobody was trying to kill you.

......

Ugh this was certainly taking longer than expected.

sukuna drummed his fingers lazily against the table.

The missing scroll had been annoying, eh-not because it's important, but because...it wasn’t..?

The replacement document could have been rewritten hours ago.

But come onn where's the fun in that? the interesting part was watching you complain about it.

Sighh but unfortunately, you had not yet arrived.

Tsk. Just disappointing. Or perhaps you were attempting to escape..(again)?

Oooh that would certainly be entertaining!

The thought had barely crossed his mind before the door slid ope-

Well! That was certainly.. Not expected..

Why, you looked awful-hair sticking out in every possible direction, robes slightly wrinkled and damn, those pretty eyes now looked bloodshot!

You stood in the doorway staring blankly into the room.

"..."

Sukuna stared back..

"..."

Good heavens, you looked like you'd been dug out of a grave.

"You're late."

You blinked, reaaal slowly.

"Oh."

You were now blinking manually

"...right right the scroll"

Sukuna felt an eye twitched. hmph! How could you possibly forget? Did he not sound threatening enough?!

"tsk. get to work already"

.........

you hadn't written anything in several minutes...maybe you were distracted?

sukuna watched as your eyes tracked across the same line, was it the second..right it's the third time now.

The brush remained motionless

My, how strange? usually there would've been complaining by now,..some muttered insult atleast..are you ignoring him?

Siigh. heyy now get your head back here your man's bored!-

a large hand suddenly landed on top of your head. but you on the other hand, nearly jumped shrieking away like an irritated cat. Ouch.

"w-what are you doing?"

"Fixing it."

"...Fixing what?"

"Your hair."

Before you could protest, calloused fingers pressed down the worst of the mess sticking upward. few stubborn strands flattened,..atleast.. But it only lasted approximately three seconds., because you decided to dust off your head riiight after he touched it.

Sukuna immediately looked deeply offended as he stared down at you, who looked so oblivious. He had just fixed that! How Can you just casually dismiss him away?!

"Tch."

"What now?"

"I dislike that expression."

come on now, Is there anything he DOES like?

"My... expression?"

"Yes."

"What expression?"

"That one."

You frowned, how helpful of him, such a deeply detailed description indeed.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

He clicked his tongue "I order you to look less miserable. "

"..." ???

"You do realize people can't just stop being miserable on command?"

"You can."

"No I can't?"

"Yes you can."

"uhh.. I don't think that's how it works.."

"I am literally ordering you to."

You squinted your eyes as both of you stared at eachother quietly.

The silence stretched... Uhh man this is just awkward asl

"...you're weird."

"Tch."

but somehow, the strange feeling from earlier had died down, the list slowly melting away in the back of your head, perhaps..because the king of curses occupied half the room? Or is it that nothing's stupid enough to try anything infront of sukuna? Either way, you felt safer now. And haven't reached out to check on uhh "anything in particular" for some time now

......

straw sandals.

The washing room maid.

ink stick.

The missing scroll.

Funny little things, really. A measely pair of sandals missing, well that isn't anything odd, it might've been a stray dog, or simply just the ghust of wind! 'twas really silly watching you spent 20 minutes for those, twenty!

And what's a trifling ink stick to a "full time scribe", nothing too out of the ordinary.

The washing room maid had been another excellent choice. She was being far too friendly, always smiling and offering help. She treated you like her son or whatever, t' was funny when she thought you were just a malnutritioned young man .tch. treating you as though you mattered. really, what an irresponsible woman-encouraging attachment like that. Someone just needed to stop her, good thing he helped!

the look on your face when you discovered the scroll gone, the furstration, and ah the realization, finnallyy. took you long enough.

Really, he's just curating your solitude-for peace! It’s like clearing a room for a dance, One by one, the furniture goes. first the rug, then the lamps, soon... well, we shall see what’s left when you finally stand alone..

The question now was...

What's next? A finger tapped lazily against the wooden armrest.

plenty of certainties. and really...you'd become far too attached to all of them. that simply wouldn't do!, after all-how could anyone learn to survive if they insisted on clinging to things?

......

You were walking down the corridors, trying to walk quickly as the alaramingly increasing list kept replaying in your hea-

Bonk!

Ow! how rude. you look down to see a small grape, rubbing your head where it hit you. "Someone’s looking a little too raincloud today" Turning sharply, you found geto leaning against one of the pillars, munching on some grapes

You just glared at him, ignoring his comment.

"...You've been avoiding me."

Well thats amazing, truly - bumping into the one person you'd been actively trying NOT to talk to.

Obviously, not because you didn't want to, but more so because you did-far too much. Ugh and that was precisely the problem.

you glanced away.

"I'm busy."

"You've been 'busy' for three days."

"well duh I have work"

"You always have work? Or did you get promoted to sukuna’s personal masseur now?"

You opened your mouth, but closed it..and opened it again

"...Not now."

His expression softened slightly, and now you felt worse. Can he not guiltrip you at a time like this?

You turned away, continuing on your way

"I said not now..okay?"

For a moment he simply watched you, then let out a looong suffering sigh, the kind only elder siblings seemed capable of producing.

"You know," he said, "at this point it's almost like you want me gone" he said as he clutched his chest dramatically.

you froze for half a second and immediately spun back around to him

"Heyy!"

He grinned, annoyingly

"I didn't even say anything you're such a drama queen"

"come onn ms.no fun it was just a joke"

"well It wasn't funny"

"It was a little funny.. "

"It wasn't."

You both stared at eachother, then he suddenly started pouting, flipping back his unevely cut bang

"Oh, this is just utterly tragic! "

"aand there he goes."

"My own baby sister hates me!"

"there he goes.."

"and after everything I've done"

"please stop."

"I-I may never recover.."

You groaned looudly, seems like you've been spending a tad too much time with sukuna and uraume..

"If you keep talking, I might actually kill you myself."

He peeked open one of his eyes and grinned

"See? There it is"

You rolled your eyes., but yet again a small huff of laugh escaped out, despite all.

Suguru smiled, shrugging

"Well, just so you know, even If I do die, I'll probably come back somehow "

You snorted.

"Oh?"

"Just to annoy you"

"That sounds exactly like something you'd do."

The familiar and comforting smile lingered on his face.

You shook your head, as you continued walking

Eventually his footsteps disappeared behind you. and neither of you noticed how long he stood there watching you leave. Or how that would be the last normal conversation you'd have for a very long time.

Sorry for the inconsistent updates ☹️ I just can't seem to put whatever's in my head onto the writing uggh. and the next chapter might be late too cuz shits about to get craaazzyy

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[fireflyschiikawa]

husband!sukuna : is an absolute glutton.

“why’s your mother threatening to leave the house?” sukuna directs this question towards his son, yuji who just shrugs in response.

you were done, you were so done.

“do we have some more, mom?” yuji now 12 years old, entering his growth spurt points at his plate.

you huff, a stray piece of your hair flying into the air, letting out a frustrated breath.

“no, your father ate it all” you jab a finger at your husband.

sukuna raises both hands in surrender “my bad, ain’t gotta leave the house over this, wife”

“oh don’t you ‘wife’ me right now” you draw air quotations with your fingers.

you’d spent the afternoon cooking for your family, sweating in this undying heat out of love for the both of them, you’d even made extra because you knew your son was growing up and so was his appetite.

but for sukuna to eat the major chunk of the food frustrated you to no end!

“next time, i’m only cooking for yuji and myself” you declare.

“what about me?” your husband questions.

“starve!” you bite back, your tone harsh, sukuna looks at you baffled.

yuji watches you two bicker back and forth, the sight almost entertaining, then he shrugs again concentrating on his food.

“you know what? i’m done with you, i’m leaving” you swing your bag over your shoulder, ruffling yuji’s hair, murmuring that he should eat well, and to order something if he’s still hungry.

sukuna doesn’t blink, his eyes follow your every movement as you stride up to the door pulling your shoes on.

your hand is on the doorknob about to twist it open, when you’re lifted off of the ground legs useless, into strong tattooed arms.

you flail and kick your legs to no avail, sukuna rests his face in the crook of your neck watching your meek attempts at escape.

“let me go!” you exclaim, his grip a vice on your waist.

soon enough the fight dies in you and you breathe heavy from the exertion, your brows furrowed forming rivulets across your forehead.

sukuna brings you back down onto the ground yet still doesn’t let go, and you don’t try to get away.

“you can’t leave me like this” he whispers, his voice deep and slightly raspy, “wife” he enunciates, heavily stressing on the word.

“i’m a big man, i can’t help my appetite” he rubs the side of your arm, his touch so very gentle “yuji’s growing up too…” he trails off thinking for a second.

then he turns you around with a light tap on your waist, “does my wife want me to hire a chef?”

you sigh, nodding “i don’t mind cooking for you-“

he cuts you off “don’t gotta explain it to me, noticed it’s a lot of work, i’ve got the right person, you just have to say the word”

you were very particular about your kitchen and felt skeptical about having another person in your house.

“who is this…person?”

“don’t worry about it, we go way back”

“still”

“uraume”

ofcourse.

firefly; building on my hc that sukuna is a taurus from this fic ❀ུ͏  

series mlist.

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UNDER CRIMSON EYES ch-8

Woman disguised as a man reader X sukuna

Synopsis: In which concubine reader disguises herself as a man to avoid her duties.. But nothing gets past sukuna.

Tags: hein era sukuna, identity concealment, afab disguised as a man reader, enemies to lovers..?,implied SA(in upcoming chapters), reader's family is shitty,but her brother's suguru goato, uhh angst if you squint..? WC: around 1.1k

Chapter - 8 Too perfect

{the series is now proceeding based on poll results from the previous chapter}

Round and round beneath the spoon, the amber liquid folded neatly into itself without spilling a single drop,as the honey dissolved almost immediately, disappearing into the warmth looking seamlessly integrated.

You stared at the flawless swirling tea for a moment, letting out a content sigh.

Oh, how perfect.

Lately, everything seemed to be.

Wasn’t it just so-convinient, how the herbal remedy growing riiigght outside your window which almost-nah completely solved the problem with your throat. Looking back, it was a bit strange how you'd never noticed it before,The plant had been growing directly beneath your room the entire time, apparently..

Yes, very convenient.

eh-not that you were complaining.

For once, things were... nice, everything felt safe and predictable

You no longer jumped at every passing servant, -even made a few friends, the nightmares came less frequently, and above all else, kamo-oh we dont use that name around here *clears throat* the official had not appeared in weeks..weeks!?

Patently, the thought alone felt ridiculous.

But hey-maybe this was it,-maybe, the worst was finally behind you.

Maybe life was just.. allowed to continue.

A terrifyingly hopeful thought, kind of.

Siiigghh but unfortunately, there was still Sukuna.

You balanced the tea tray carefully, walking through the corridors.

Well the thing is...recently, he'd developed this-irritating habit of assigning work directly to you, not through other servants, hell not even uraume! Just plain ol' you.,and always you.

It was suspicious, definitely annoying. aand frankly a little unsettling

and most concerning of all, is that sometimes you'd glance up during work and catch him staring, the fatass dosen't even try to hide it!

Lookin' like some enormous predatory animal trying to solve a puzzle.

Honestly, the gall?!

If he was suspecting anything or trying to uncover your disguise, he could at least have the decency to stop looking at you like that.

The thought twisted your face in distaste!-

​"Oh, are we having a moment of discontent?"

You nearly dropped the tray, when will he stop appearing out of nowhere like this?!

"Wow. It really is a rare gift you have, to be able to approach so completely unannounced"

"oh please, be more observant. I was standing right here"

"Like a curse." you muttered under your breath.

His grin widened

"I have a task for you"

Of course he does, he never fails to miss an opportunity to be a pain in the ass.

....

the rhythmic thwack-thwack of a blade against a weathered wooden chopping block, sychorizing with the rhythmic hiss of steam coming out of a heavy iron pot. (ayy bars)

enveloped by the faint, stinging bite of woodsmoke that clung to everything.

The kitchens smelled warm-fresh rice, broth, roasted meat and so on.

The familiar scent immediately brightened your mood.

"Good morningg!...oh"

The greeting died in your throat. Holy airball the cook wasn't even there.

Instead, a younger man stood behind the counter.

you blinked, well that certainly was NOT predictable.

"...Where's choso?"

the replacement looked up.

"Oh. He was transferred lastnight"

Transferred...?

The answer came quickly, maybe way too quickly.

"Huh" You frowned slightly, well that was unfortunate.

choso had always slipped you extra food when Uraume wasn't looking-truly now, this is a tragedy!

But hey -people got transferred all the time, nothing to worry too much about!

so you just shrugged and moved on.

....

Ugh it was important and you were JUST working on it, where did it dissapere off to suddenly?

its gone, entirely.. Just vanished.

After twenty minutes of pointless digging, you finally gave up-geez what a lazy bum

But hey! This was deeply concerning..

eh-mostly only because the scroll had been due to Sukuna...er, twenty minutes ago...

"You lost it."

You stood in stony silence taking a sudden, intense interest in the dust patterns at your feet. anything to avoid looking at his ahh.

"Yes."

"You misplaced an entire document."

"...yes.."

Sukuna stared, and you finally met him back.

eventually... he clicked his tongue.

"Tch"

You braced for.. Anything and everything to be honest.

Instead he.. leaned back??

"I'll give you until tonight."

You Blinked.. well that's strange, because based on what you've seen, you wouldn't even be here to think that's strange, atleast-your head wouldn't be there.

"...That's it?"

"Find it."

"What if I didn't manage to?"

"Then you'll rewrite the entire thing."

Woah woah-lets slow down we are NOT writing all those paragraphs and data agai-

"From memory."

goodbye what??

"And you'll do it in my chambers, 'will spend tonight there and complete it."

You looked horrified, oh but obviously that bastard's face looks pleased and absolutely delighted.

freak.

....

straw sandals.

The washing room maid.

ink stick.

The missing scroll.

......

straw sandals.

The washing room maid.

ink stick.

The missing scroll.

......

the list kept replaying in your head. small things, really-meaningless even, but just enough to be annoying..to the point you didn't even notice it's evening already

You stood beside one of the palace hearths, staring tiredly into the flames.

straw sandals.

The washing room maid.

inkstick

The missing scroll.

Maybe you were simply exhausted..

yes, that-that had to be it. too much work, too little sleep so obviously, your mind was just turning ordinary inconveniences into mysteries!

The thought almost made you laugh, oh how silly!-

!Pop! ...huh?

!Krr-ack!

something shifted inside the fire.

you frowned, spotting a blackened corner of parchment? curled upward between the flames.

For a moment you simply stared..mind still elsewhere.

then your stomach dropped-the seal, THE seal, that's the one belonging to the missing scroll, - your missing scroll.

now burning.

Oh but hey, someone probably threw it away by mistake, accident misunderstanding or whateve-

"-yeah jogo decided to take a day off today-"

The memory of another servant's voice resurfaced.

Jogo- responsible for maintaining this hearth, you havent seen him all day. And when you asked earlier, "He took leave unexpectedly."

Cold sweat crawled down the back of your neck as the fire crackled softly.

y'know suddenly the hearth isn't so pretty anymore...

....

9:40 pm

hairpin, still there.

9:55 pm

hairpin, still there.

10:00 pm

still there.

That night sleep refused to come.

Every time your eyes began drifting shu- hold on, let me just-hairpin is...still there phew, okay continue

-your hand kept moving beneath the pillow, ensuring that it dosen't follow the same fate of your other missing things.

Still there.

Again..

And again...

And again!

Long after midnight,

Long after exhaustion should have won.

but your fingers remained wrapped around the hairpin.

'ts the only thing that still felt certain,

only thing that still felt truly yours.

in a way, proof that you survived, that you were the stronger one

For the first time in weeks, you were afraid again. outside, the palace slept peacefully whilst Inside your room, you stared into the darkness and waited for morn-

!knock knock!

Wrote ts on a 6 hour road trip.my eyes are NOT okay.

Tried new narration style where I just side with whatever character we're moving along with, DO NOT TRUST THE NARRATOR!

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