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Something I found on Twitter that really puts things in perspective as a creator.
@windlullaby / windlullaby.tumblr.com
"you only find sukuna attractive because he's in yuji's bod-"
HAVE YALL SEEN THIS MAN?????
HIS TRUE FORM IS ONE OF THE YUMMEST, HOTTEST THINGS I'VE SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE, FOUR ARMS, TWO MOUTHS, TWO COCKS, 7 FEET OF PURE MUSCLE, HIS LETHAL FACE CARD AND YOU COME HERE AND HAVE THE AUDACITY TO TELL ME I ONLY FIND HIM ATTRACTIVE BECAUSE HE'S IN YUJI'S BODY???
PUH-LEASE I'M A TOTAL FREAK FOR THIS MAN, PUT ME AND HIM IN A ROOM TOGETHER AND ONE OF US IS COMING OUT PREGNANT AND IT AINT GONNA BE MEE
HE'S NOT A HEAR ME OUT, HE'S A HOLD ME BACK!!!!!
my aura: 💛🌞 vs me: 🖤💀
tagging (no pressure): @rhinegust @saetiate @fyodior @strawberrystepmom @fleur-de-leap @sylusdolll @nkogneatho + anyone else who wants to!
idk if i agree with this for me but okay 😭💀
tagging: @cool-mint @screamingcrows @glassrowboat @heavenfelll @threnodians @rossithepixie and anyone else who wants to 🩷
tysm for the tag!!! 💗 i highly disagree with the second and third points (i am not academically intelligent and i am rarely calm about anything ever) but the rest is pretty spot on! 🤷🏼♀️
no pressure tags — @mars-colony @blue-dream-rhapsody @aurorasgate @sylviegirly @zzzenos @fishoffdude @taiyami @vileiguana @kazuinvocation @upperranktwo and anyone else who’d like to!
okay call me autistic a little louder ig 😭😭
ty for tag :D
feel free to join in if you’d like!!
is it aura or just autism
no pressure tag! @mysticaltigersorceress @melk-maid @ohnococo @mirkaaaluv @honey-deku @lale-txt @opopnomi
I’m a beige baby 🤍🤎
Tagging (no pressure): @kentonanamisupremacy @mistresslumpkins @marikuchanxo @yaraaltrospace
Surprised with the result, but wouldn't say it isn't accurate Tagging: @janethepegasus, @knockout-starscream, @yuujispinkhair, @windlullaby, @jossegv
Never thought that i’d be any shade of violet haha, the description is quite spot on tho.
Oh and thank you for the tag~
Tagging anyone who wants to try this!
Jokes aside but also NSFW but I think Sukuna would totally propose to you in the middle of sex.
Like emotions are running high, you're underneath him and Sukuna is staring down at you who is all flustered and panting and he can't help the "marry me" that slips from his mouth.
He would totally have the ring already with him and would scramble to take it out of his discarded pants after you breathe out a soft "yes".
And he would definitely slip the ring on your finger at the same time as he slips inside of you.
He would intertwine his fingers with yours, pining your hands above your head as he fucks you deep and hard. His gaze never leaving the shining stone on your finger as he revels in the fact that you are his forever.
Tagged by @yuzukimist thank you!
thank you for the tag beloved ! :>
tagging: @cilil @lvsifer @dyfavorable @taiyami @eussstasss @yuujispinkhair @persicipen @mewnbuns and anyone who wants to :> (also pls lmk if you dont want to be tagged in stuff like this)
Thank you for the tag Schatzi 💗
Thank you so much for the tag, Winter!! ^v^ <3<3<3
Thank you for the tag Sunshine!! 💗💗
the first time it happens, sukuna doesn't even react.
your daughter, a tiny little thing with a head full of wild hair that looks just like his but with your color, storms up to him while he's adjusting his tie. she's got a determined look on her face, a plastic figurine clutched in her tiny hands—a sonny angel doll, of all things.
"papa, hold," she demands, her chubby fingers working to shove it into the breast pocket of his pristine, custom-made suit. he looks down at her, red eyes blinking slowly. then he looks at you, standing off to the side, barely holding back your laughter.
"what is this?" he asks flatly.
"sonny angel," your daughter says like it's obvious. "he's cute. for you."
you make a choked noise behind your hand, and sukuna exhales through his nose. his baby girl, his tiny menace, is standing there with all the confidence of someone who has never been told 'no' in her life. because, well. she hasn't. so what does he do? he lets her shove the damn thing in his pocket. adjusts it a little so it's sitting neatly, because if he's going to have a tiny cherub-faced baby figurine sticking out of his suit, it's at least going to look intentional.
"happy?" he asks.
his daughter beams at him, gives his pant leg a firm pat like he's done a good job, then scurries off to continue whatever other toddler nonsense she was up to before this. you’re wheezing in the corner.
"don't say a word," he warns, fixing his cuffs.
you grin. "i didn't say anything."
cut to his meeting later that day. sukuna walks in like he owns the place (because he does), radiating his usual aura of dominance and unrelenting authority. his executives are already seated, tense and ready, knowing full well that sukuna does not entertain idiocy. but today? today there is something new. today, nestled neatly in the breast pocket of his three-piece suit, is a tiny, plastic baby figurine wearing a duck hat.
the entire room freezes.
one poor soul, likely new and unaware of how the corporate hierarchy works under sukuna, makes the grave mistake of letting out the faintest, almost imperceptible snort.
sukuna turns his head very slowly.
"who the fuck just laughed?"
silence. absolute, suffocating silence. the man looks down at his notes as if they might save him from impending doom.
sukuna leans back in his chair, tapping a clawed finger against the conference table.
"anyone else got something to say about my sonny angel?"
no one breathes.
good.
he conducts the rest of the meeting as if nothing is out of place, occasionally adjusting the little doll in his pocket like it's just another part of his attire.
by the end of the week, rumors have spread. no one dares to question the sonny angel. entire powerpoint presentations are given with the utmost professionalism while a tiny, smiling cherub peeks out of sukuna’s suit.
by the end of the month, it becomes an unofficial rule of the office. mock the sonny angel? fired. make a comment? fired. even looking at it for too long earns you a pointed glare.
and by the end of the quarter, the entire upper management team has started discreetly wearing their own sonny angels in solidarity. your daughter, completely oblivious to the corporate chaos she has caused, simply continues her toddler life, happy and content in the knowledge that her papa always carries her gift with him.
and sukuna? well. if having a tiny plastic baby in his pocket means seeing his little girl’s delighted grin every morning, then so be it.
i was tagged by @magicstars
make yourself using this picrew and your bedroom or your ideal bedroom using this
i tag @petxina @hannah-zissou @vampire-exgirlfriend @inloif @maroontragedy @acuzena
no pressure!
thanks for the tag! ♡ (our ideal bedrooms look similar *-*)
tagging @gothicmatter because i get the feeling your bedroom looks so cool!
and all the lovely people in my phone, whoever wants to play c:
TY FOR THE TAG mwah <333 this was so fun
tagging (no pressure) @one-wild-orchid @manglednatalia @woozysioux @ginderfluid @weaponizethecringe +++
@gothicmatter tysm for tagging me in these cute picrews i appreciate u!! 🖤
ty @woozysioux for tagging meeee hehe
i cheated and made my vertical labret out of the earrings and i’m v happy (:
Thank yoouuuu for the tag @satanlikedmymoxie 😙🫶
It's fun, it made me think about how I'll arrange my new room x)
Thank you for the tag 🫶🫶🫶
Tagging all my silly moots who feel like it
I’m a silly moot☑️ who feels like it ☑️
Thank you for the tag 💙💙
Tagging: @once-in-a-blood-moon @thebellearchives @in-the-bushes-miki @lonely-north-star + anyone who wants to join :3
thank you for the tag ven <3
ahh thank you so much for the tag, lupe!! <33
🏷️ no pressure tags: @neovillains , @madaqueue , @hiraethwrote , @nanamiruse , @jeschalynn , @misc-magic + anyone who wishes to join! <3
EDENNNN IM IN LOVE W YOU ….. can we have sleepovers in your room it looks SO COZYYY
tagging: @teddybeartoji @screampied @toadtoru @hiraethwrote @chuuminn @lovesculprit @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat + anyone who wants to come over and have a sleepover in my room >:3
THANKU FOR FHE TAG QUINN <3333 u n urr room is so pretty i luvvv.
🪷 tags: @sunasbon @preciousamethyst @littlemochabunni @oreo-creampie @buttercupblu143 @norikuna + anyone else who wants 2 participate~ !!
Thx for tag Vegas!!!! ❤️❤️❤️ This was so fun to do!!
Tagging: @hoshigray @sunasbon @satorena @sugutiva @potofstewie @ryukenzz @suguella @ramonathinks @sunshine7queen + anyone else pls feel free to join (no pressure)
Thank you for the tag Amethyst!! This is so cute to do!! ^v^
Tagging: @yuujispinkhair @windlullaby @081231 @samaraxmorgan @sukunasweetheart and anyone else that would love to join!! ^v^
Thank you for the tag Sunshine!! <3 I had so much fun and definitely took too long doing this haha
(I would LOVE to have a life sized Spamton plush/figurine/whatever that is in my room ><)
You rubbed your eyes in disbelief as you stared at the child hiding behind your husband's legs and peaking at you.
Sukuna didn't pay attention to your questioning stare, he simply sauntered in to your shared home and tossed the meat he had hunted on the table. As if it was just an average day for the two of you.
Except it wasn't because there was a child right next to him.
"Um... Love?" You questioned softly.
"What?" He grunted.
"Mind telling me who... that is?"
Sukuna crossed his upper arms while resting his lower on his hips. He shrugged. "Our ice house is no more. This child can create ice so I brought them home."
Of course he did. Leave it to your husband to replace an actual functioning cooler with a literal child.
Speaking of a cooler...
"The icehouse is broken? I swear it was perfectly fine when I went there this morning..." You mused.
But a quick glance outside the window confirmed that it was indeed broken. Crushed by a tree and blood splattered everywhere from the meat stored inside of it.
And just one look at the fallen tree, you can tell what—no, who was responsible for this destruction. There was a large, clean cut right at its base.
You turned to your husband with an accusing frown but he opted to not look at you. He knows that the moment he locked eyes with you, he'll have to face your wrath and.... He'd rather not.
You sighed and shook your head before walking over to the child who stepped away from you the moment you got closer.
You stopped, keeping your distance and smiled kindly. "It's okay. Don't be afraid, little one. I won't hurt you."
Your voice was soft, your eyes were kind so when the child looked up at Sukuna and saw the way he was looking at you, they knew you were trustworthy.
And yet...
"You won't harm me but... I can harm you." Was what the child spoke.
Your heart sank at their words and the way they looked away. Their gaze was an empty and distant void. This poor child...
But the King of Curses scoffed at their words. "Go to her. As long as I am here you cannot harm her."
You were surprised at how this child had came to trust Sukuna that they took his word and slowly stepped over to you. Besides you, no one else in this land would ever dare trust him. Then again, your husband never gave them a reason to.
You went down on your knees to be at the child's level. A small, loving smile graced your features as you reached over to brush your fingers against their cheek.
Ice cold.
But that didn't stop you as you brushed their hair in comfort. "You poor thing... Just what have you been through?" You asked softly.
The child kept quiet, their eyes gathered with unshed tears. They closed it to stop them from flowing down. And then, very very tentatively they leaned into your touch.
"...You're warm." They mumbled.
Your heart warmed at those soft words. You were happy that this child had found comfort in you.
Despite being the King of Curses' wife, you loved children. You always wanted one of your own. You had even managed to convince your husband to have a child together.
But those dreams were far gone when you found out you were infertile.
It took a while but you had gotten over it. Though part of you still wished that you can have that. A small family with your husband.
So when you looked up at Sukuna, that's when you noticed his gaze. A look that was only reserved for you. Tender, soft and... loving. But there was another meaning behind it...
This is my gift to you.
Your heart leaped and you felt tears gathering in your eyes. The smile you gave him was nothing short of radiant that had him looking away from you. But you knew he was flustered just from the red tint on the tip of his ears.
You laughed softly and got on your feet, gently pulling the child close to you. "What's your name, little one?"
"Uraume."
You hummed. "Uraume... What a beautiful name. Are you hungry, Uraume?"
Uraume felt their stomach grumble just then so they softly nodded.
"Very well, then I'll get started on dinner."
Uraume looked up at you, their pinkish eyes staring at you with a curious glint. "Can I help?" They asked.
You smiled, running a gentle hand through their white hair.
"Of course."
all right, fine
let's play ball
I made this blog to talk about language because I find it fun and fascinating, so while I'm not thrilled to acknowledge 431 any more than I have to, there's really hilarious shit happening in this scene and the people need to know.
I sometimes feel like hori draws Bakugo very much more beautiful in deku's pov. Like he's so beautiful in lots of panels but the beauty in panels in deku's pov is very different. There's something painful about it
something something abt sukuna likes being little spoon he just denies it
𐔌 . ⋮ The first time you tried spooning Sukuna, he scoffed so loudly you swore the walls shook.
"Are you out of your damn mind?" he grumbled, glaring at you over his shoulder with narrowed eyes. "You think I want to be coddled like some helpless little thing?"
You just smiled softly, refusing to back down. Sukuna was all bluster, but you could see through his tough exterior. That dangerous edge was real, yes, but beneath it was a man who, perhaps, had never known gentle touches that didn’t involve blood or pain.
Still, every time you tried to pull him into your arms, he'd scoff and wriggle away, acting like the very idea offended him to his core.
But one night, after a particularly long day filled with battles and annoyances, Sukuna found himself unable to sleep. He tossed and turned, his four eyes glaring up at the dark ceiling as if it were to blame. You, on the other hand, were already dozing peacefully beside him, your breaths slow and even.
Sighing, he glanced at you, your face soft and peaceful in sleep. He grumbled something unintelligible under his breath, the sound of it barely a whisper, before turning his back to you. For a long moment, he simply lay there, rigid and tense, willing himself to just shut his damn eyes and sleep already.
But then, he felt it. Your sleepy arm draping over his waist, your body instinctively curling around his back. It was hesitant at first, like you were testing the waters. He stiffened, his muscles tensing beneath your touch, ready to shrug you off and deliver a snarky remark—
But… he didn’t.
Your embrace was so soft, so warm. The steady beat of your heart against his back was oddly… comforting. He felt his eyes fluttering shut almost on their own, the warmth seeping into his tired bones.
He wanted to pull away. He wanted to sneer and scoff, to shove you off and declare that he, Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses, didn’t need anyone’s comfort, much less being held like some weakling.
But… gods, he couldn’t deny the strange, calming effect it had on him. Your breath against the back of his neck, the way your fingers gently traced patterns on his stomach as you held him close—it was maddeningly soothing.
Not that he’d ever admit it.
The next morning, when you teased him about how he finally let you cuddle him, Sukuna was quick to deny it with a growl and a sneer.
“Don’t flatter yourself,” he grumbled, his cheeks tinged with the faintest hint of pink. “You just latched onto me like some leech in your sleep.”
But the next night, when you wrapped your arms around him again, he didn’t pull away. He even let out the faintest of sighs, though he’d never admit how much he’d been looking forward to it.
And if he occasionally nudged your arm around him on especially restless nights, well… that was just coincidence .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱