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what would sukuna do if his favorite concubine was on her period?
oh man, i think that sukuna would be able to smell it. gross? perhaps, yeah, but you canāt blame his inhuman capabilities.
sukuna would, as per usual, visit your chambers at night. heād expect you to be sitting on your bedāawaiting his arrival. but to his surprise, he finds you curled up on the floor, silently suffering because of your cramps.
sukuna is confused at first. though when it hits him, he raises an eyebrow and sighs before effortlessly lifting you up from the floor. heād carry you bridal styleālooking you in the eyes with a faint hint of concern behind that piercing gaze of his.
āshouldāve told me you werenāt feeling well, woman.ā sukuna grumbles. he sounds like heās complaining about you being on your period, however in reality, he just doesnāt like the pain it brings you.
definitely rubs your stomach from under your nightgown. his big, warm palm on your skin helps ease the pain a little. sukuna stays with you until you fall asleep too. might also command his servants to watch over you when he leaves (oh, he also demands that they be careful with you or else theyāll⦠be removed from existence).
Didn't want to post it tbh, cuz this head turn made me cry, but I kinda like his boobies so here it is. Toji it is ā„
Pov: Nanami sends you a pic of him to ask you if his fit looks good on him.
OMG he looks soooooo cuddly š
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Papamin ;-;
Next one : )
desiderium.
synopsis: Omega desires you in ways he cannot have you, so he has to make do with what heās given.
includes: dottore (omega) w/ fem! reader
notes: Omega touches himself while fantasizing about you - so none of this actually happens, he just really wishes it would. Established relationship, oral (reader receiving), vaginal sex, creampie, lots of teasing, posessiveness, he makes you beg and cry, he's a lil freak tbh, reader uses no pronouns, mdni (tell me if I should add anything.)
It wasnāt really a secret that you were the object of the Second Harbingerās affections. Frequently it would be witnessed by shocked agents the depth of attention you were given by not only the Doctor himself, but also his segments. Hell, you were the only one who could ever interrupt their experiments!
If you asked the Omega segment, there were numerous reasons he could list as to why he found you so endearing. First, your mind was ever so interesting. He loved to pick at it, discover new ways to make you tick or blush. Not to mention how he loved to do research with you. Your perspectives could be quite helpful, especially when compared to the agents who feared opening their mouths.
Moving on, he loved your expressions too. When your eyes crinkled gently, full of love, and when a great smile stretched across your face. Or when you were pouty and ignoring him because he didnāt give you enough attention, though he always knew how to get back on your good side. And your voice, it was refreshing to hear after ungodly hours spent in a lab.
You havenāt seen farmer!sukuna for three whole days. He had to go to the city to get you the grade-A flour you begged him to fetch to be able to make your bread, but a storm made him stay away from you for way longer than what you both can stand. When he fiinally comes back home, you stop swirling your beef stew, turn off the stove, and run to him. Your summer dress flows around you, and he grins, catching you effortlessly when you jump into his open arms.
āHey,ā you smile. It blinds him for a second.
āHey, wifey,ā he responds, matching smile on his face, already brushing his nose with yours.
His fingers dig into the fat of your thighs when your lips descend on his, and he walks you both to the couch while you manage to throw his straw hat on the ground. You grip his hair, savoring the taste of the hum coming out of his throat when you grip it a little bit harder. It tastes of familiarity, of comfort, and a little bit of desperation.
can you make a fic about babykuna being a mommys girl, like shes all soft and sweet and like a baby with mommy, and a little menace with her papa
the duality of miss babykuna must be studied. because with you, aka kunamama, aka the love of her little life, she is an angel. an absolute sweetheart.
she proudly parades around in the outfits you put together for her, giggling as she twirls in the mirror, her little voice echoing, "mama, we match!"
she shows you her good marks in school before showing them to anyone else, clutching the paper in her tiny hands as she beams up at you. "look, mama! i did so good! are you proud?"
she wisely sits next to you whenever you're getting readyāwhether for a night out or just to bedāwatching you with wide, adoring eyes. "mama, when i get big, i wanna be just like you."
your little angel.
but with dadkuna? aka kunapapa? aka ryomen sukuna?
ā¦itās like something demonic is awakened. like a switch is flipped.
"papa, you wonāt believe what happened today."
sukuna barely glances up from his glass of whiskey, lounging on the couch with his arm lazily draped over the backrest. "yeah?"
"so thereās this girl in my coloring class?"
"mmhm?"
"she thinks sheās soooo cool," babykuna says, climbing up onto the couch beside him, crossing her little arms like a mob boss. āso i had to beat her.ā sukuna quirks a brow. "oh?"
"yes." she grinsādeviously. "she said her labubu was the best dressed in class. but i showed her mine andā" she claps her tiny hands together, cackling, "āshe cried papa. she cried.ā
sukuna takes a slow sip of his drink. "you made the mean girl cry by flexing your labubu?"
"yes." she tilts her chin up, victorious. sukuna smirks. "thatās my girl."
"i know," she replies, flicking her hair over her shoulder in the exact way sheās seen her papa do a hundred times. then she leans in, whispering, "also? guess who didnāt color inside the lines today?*"
"who?"
"the smartest boy in class."
"no way."
"yes way."
"and you?"
she smirks, eyes glinting like her fatherās. "perfection, papa."
"thatās my fucking girl," sukuna grins, holding his palm up. babykuna slaps her tiny hand against his. itās devil dad and devil daughter, thick as thieves. meanwhile, you stand in the doorway, arms crossed, watching the unholy alliance unfold.
"ā¦is this what happens when iām not around?" you deadpan.
"mama!" babykuna gasps, suddenly all sweetness again, running over to you and grabbing your hand. āpapa said a bad word!ā sukuna glares at her.
"you just called that kid a loser."
"*but you said the bad word, papa!"
sukuna groans, rubbing his temples. "you little traitor."
sukuna who hates nicknames. he thinks they're dumb, and doesn't want anyone shortening his name. and why would they? it would be nothing more than dulling his glory, and that was treacherous.
but, on everything that was holy, he hated when you called him 'sukuna'. just couldn't handle it, what a baby, huh? it just felt too informal, like you were just some person.
which you weren't. you were everything to him, the only measly human he'd ever allow in his presence. so, yeah, you got privileges.
"sukuna?" you'd ask, sometimes, wanting his attention. maybe you wanted him to look at this cute pair of boots you found, or a funny cat video.
he would ignore you.
you'd try again, "sukuna?" you think he hasn't heard you, but you can see his eyebrow twitch. "su- oh, my god. 'kuna. ryo. baby. darling. my precious."
and then, he'd look up. "yes, petal?"
"you're such a baby, you know that?"
"do you dare insult me?"
"yes," you deadpan. "now come over here, you big baby."
"tch. manners."
"please, come over here, you big baby."
doesn't matter, he would have succumbed to you, one way or another. he's weak for you like that.
Pookie
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I realized lately that I have a very important question..
what if samurai?
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Yeah, WHAT IF?!?!?!? š„µ
(okok very self indulgent sorry!!)
imagine dottore w a chronically ill reader, who struggles with walking and movement in general. he would be so nice and soft :((( as a doctor hes seen it all. he would grab them stuff when they need it, get things set up and packed if they went out, and he would know every solution to any ache or pain :(( <33 i know hes just such a sweetheart to his favorite patient :3
Dottore is more than aware that you have trouble moving around and ensures you don't tire yourself more than you have to. His biggest solution to this was to create a method of high-speed communication - in other words, there's a button in your room that sends an alarm to the main lab (which at least one segment is always there) and then they can communicate with each other as to who will go to assist you. Of course, this is mostly used for medical reasons, however... you have used it to bring a segment over for some hugs and kisses if you need a recharge. Although you may feel guilty for calling them over so much, especially with their work, Dottore reaffirms that he'd prefer for you to do that rather than accidentally hurt yourself. Even though his words may seem gruff at times and you two have your arguments, he will never skip out on this duty to you.
Also, he and the segments have also become proficient in setting up dates in the lab. Despite how he's content to remain in his lab, he's smart enough to understand that life can get bleak when you have trouble moving around and can't always access the things you want to do. Therefore Dottore makes sure to choose activities that are always comfortable for you. Zandy favors fun board games. Everyone else likes chess - maybe four in a row too. (Has he gotten tipped off by Columbina a few times about bubble baths, the latest foreign book you wanted to be imported, a meal you've been craving, a new album of Radiant Spincrystals to listen to together? Perhaps.)
In all honesty, Dottore would prefer if you just stayed in the lab so he can keep a constant eye on you, but he knows that would lead to more unhappiness - so he just makes sure a segment always accompanies you. (Said segment gets kicked out if you happen to visit Columbina though.) The scholar also tries to install things where he can, mainly in your and his rooms, such as rails near your bed and bath so it's easier to get up. If you use any sort of mobility aids, you can bet he'll add some kind of feature to it too. I wager a button that shoots blue fireballs. Although many would say his knowledge was gained unethically, he has no qualms about continuing even if it makes you feel one percent better.
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⦠You deserve so much moreā¦
(Unfortunately, I am one of those who was excited in 5.0, only to absolutely hate the AQ's lack of characterization of... Everyone tbh. I won't spam unnecessary critique no one cares about, so instead I'll just keep doing what I always did. Drawing Capi.)