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just a bite. sukuna

masterlist ﾉ requests ౨ৎ — pairing ! ryomen sukuna x reader ౨ৎ — synopsis ! oneshot + sukuna teases reader about her fear of his sharp teeth. ౨ৎ — warnings ! mdni, fem!reader, heian!sukuna, thoughts of cannibalism, reader is described as smaller than sukuna, suggestive and dark themes, concubine!reader, fainting, reader doesn’t get eaten dw, sukuna wants to devour you but he cares for you too much to do that :) [0.8k] ౨ৎ — notes ! prompt from @chhos for kunaween2024

“mmm, i could eat you alive . . .”

you squeaked. “n-no! don’t! won’t taste good, promise!”

caged in his warmth, your dainty hands shoved repeatedly against the wide expanse of the beast’s chest in a feeble attempt at pushing him away.

he chuckled mockingly, low baritone sounding into your flushed ear, body unrelenting against the weak hits to his abdomen and pectorals.

sukuna’s large nose teased around the lobe of soft skin and cartilage before making its way to the plump spheres of your cheeks, trailing downwards to your jawline.

the giant of a man above you hummed in satisfaction, inhaling your sweet scent at the crook of your neck, the aroma of green tea and powdered florals wafting pleasantly into his nostrils.

“i bet you’d taste delightful . . .”

a violent shudder ran down your spine as sharp canines grazed the skin against your jugular vein. fear of being his next meal crept into your thoughts and you wanted to cry out, legs kicking helplessly against him, constricted inside the tight fabric of your kimono.

did he really want to eat you?

your heart cried wildly in your chest, and against all reasoning, you felt like he could hear it thumping against your ribcage as if it wanted to burst through the layers shielding it and offer itself to the king of curses.

the sounds you let out were unintelligible once his pink tongue peaked through his thin lips and licked its way up, the wet muscle leaving trails of saliva against your flesh in their wake.

hmmm, delicious.

shivering under him, he lapped at your neck as if it were a delectable candy that would soon unveil its center, revealing to him the numerous branches assisting in pumping gallons of blood throughout your body that he so desperately wanted to sink his teeth into. his very own special treat.

would you let him? would you let him defile you in such an irreversible way?

the devilish man growled against your throat before you tensed, lips trembling at the mouth suddenly enveloping the chubby flesh of your cheek.

you thrashed wildly in his hold, squirming as his white fangs sank into your skin, but not enough to puncture their way through and leave tiny holes in your beautiful face.

garbled noises left your mouth through plush, parted lips. sukuna kept himself still as you tried to unceremoniously escape from underneath him, two bulky arms grasping your body tightly against his without struggle as he hovered over your small frame, the other two pressed against the soft, white futon beneath you to keep himself above you.

he wondered what you’d do if he took a bite, teeth tearing away at you in chunks. that’s all he needed. just a bite, a single taste.

“n-no more, ‘kuna, please! hnnn—”

he huffed at your plea, sound muffled against the plumpness of your cheek inside his large mouth.

stay still, or i’ll really eat you is what he wanted to say.

but then he stared down at you, noticing how you had squeezed your eyes shut as the tug of his tusks stretched your face.

helpless. afraid. weak.

with a roll of all four of his eyes, he pulled away from you, pointed teeth detaching themselves from your face. his large frame raised up from your body, taking the warmth with him while rivulets of his drool followed, painting across your figure like a canvas.

you whined in discomfort, and sukuna felt himself twitching in his pants at the unkempt sight of you. fear danced in your eyes, breathing heavy, lavish silks of your clothing tousled, and most importantly, the swollen expanse of your cheek, dent marks evident from where he had sunk into.

sukuna sat back and watched you intently with a hungry look in his eyes as you pushed yourself up from your laid-out position on the bedding.

he narrowed his eyes at you and you couldn’t help but squirm under his intense gaze.

“you put up a weak fight.”

you pouted.

“hmph!”, you crossed your arms, turning your head to the side. “it’s not my fault you’re so great in size.”, you mumbled under your breath.

“tch, you calling me fat, woman? such cheek for someone who whimpers like a dog beneath me.”

“no!”, you quickly defended, eyes widening at the fact that he heard your sassy comment. you only received a grunt in response.

there was a beat of silence as you stared at each other before he spoke again.

“there is no reason for you to be afraid.”, he muses almost gently.

you turn back to him, guard down, and arms unfolding from your chest—only to have him flash you a scary smile you assumed he thought was reassuring, pearly white fangs glinting from candlelight.

your face paled in fright, all life dwindling from your shaken appearance.

as you fainted, the last thing you saw before your eyelids failed you was sukuna’s wide grin turning into a big, sad frown :(

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Zero stars, would not get it again.

scaramouche: *tending to y/n's wounds* how would you rate your pain? y/n: zero stars. Would NOT recommend.

awooga

Zhongli, Venti, Diluc, Kaeya y Thoma

By UEAUWA

from me to you — gojo satoru x f!reader

a/n: this takes place in chapter 268, soo sort of spoilers ahead? also long live gojo satoru; gojo leaves you a letter 🙏

“y/n-sensei, there is a letter for you as well!”

that catches your attention, and you look up at the first years. you tilt your head slightly, and yuuji hands you an envelope.

you gently take it from him, and the first thing you notice is “wifey” written on it then the doodle of satoru with his blindfold on. you feel your throat tighten, and your hands shake slightly.

you let out a small breath then shakily open the letter.

hey, honey!!

it first reads.

I feel like there is still much I didn’t tell you in our last meeting, so here I, your beautiful and handsome husband, am writing them down.

you swallow lightly, and a small smile appears on your face as you imagine satoru saying that, then you continue to the next line.

first, I changed all your computer passwords to variations of “satoruisthebest” at one point. your confusion was so cute!!

you quirk an eyebrow at the admission, but when you rack your brain, you remember that one day when you couldn’t log into your computer.

what you vividly remember was satoru being sat beside you the whole time, and now that you think about it. he was smiling so widely the entire time, letting out small chuckles every now and then. oh, that sneaky man.

“satoru, I am telling you it’s broken!”

“sweetheart, we spent over 2000$ on that. if it broke, then we could easily sue the company,” he chuckled, arm wrapping around your shoulder and pulling you closer.

“2 year guaranteed top performance my ass!”

you smile at the memory. it was pretty satoru of him to do that. your eyes then move to continue reading.

second, there are times when I would tell megumi that you would be coming with me, then he would turn and leave me when he found out I was tricking him.

your eyes glance up at said boy who is sat across of you. he made it out alive, despite everything. he suffered so much, but he made it.

it makes you relieved, and you can imagine satoru being bloody proud of him and saying something along the lines of ‘you handed sukuna’s ass to him, very cool!’

no matter how much megumi had frowned and grimaced at satoru’s presence or antics. it rooted itself as something—safe and familiar.

you can’t count on your hands the times when you and satoru would visit the siblings, and nobody really said it, but these meetings did all of you a favor, a chance to kind of wind down. maybe act like death might actually not be looming tomorrow.

it feels like just yesterday when megumi would cling to you when he got really sad or nervous, after so much time spent getting comfortable with each other.

he grew up well, you think, eyes gliding to next.

third, I hid your uniform every two to three weeks, so you have to stay with me.

at that, your eyes widen a bit. satoru’s schedule was pretty packed, but he somehow managed to squeeze time for quality time between you two.

it tugged on your heartstrings, and you made sure he knew how much you appreciated it, not a single space on his face left without a kiss. however, finding out that he went out of his way to make you rest and stay.

satoru’s care really showed in his actions, and you feel like this is the biggest proof of it.

“satoru, have you seen my uniform?”

“nope! maybe, it is a sign to stay home today? you’ve been working so hard, wifey!”

you cupped his face, pulled him down to your height, and kisses his cheek, “you’ve been working harder, ‘toru. let me take off some of the load at least.”

“we could both stay!”

“you’re kidding, right?”

“I already told yaga; I miss you!”

you try to stop the reminiscing further and try to compose yourself before reading the rest.

fourth, I’m the one who kept adjusting the thermostat. I just wanted an excuse to cuddle.

a fond yet melancholy smile appears on your face. you kinda figured that one out. satoru’s favorite pastime was cuddling, so it’s no surprise that he would go out of his way to create the need for it even further.

add to that, once you went to get some green tea and saw him from the corner of your eye teleport to the thermostat, click something, then teleport back to bed.

you figured that the room being chilly that night was not an exception in the middle of july.

“babeeee, it’s so cold! let’s cuddle!”

“maybe the problem is with the thermostat?”

“I checked! I think cuddling is the best solution.”

you giggle as you recall the moment, one of many similar. your heart feels a bit lighter as you go through the letter. something satoru managed to always do even in person.

he would plaster sticky notes, get you trinkets, and even pull pranks on other just to see you smile. feeling more encouraged, you keep on reading the letter.

then you feel your chest constrict so tightly that you might just throw up.

fifth, I am really gonna fucking miss you.

you read the line over again, and you purse your lip in hopes of silencing any noise that may come out as you feel the lump in your throat return, even worse than before. your breathing starts getting more difficult.

your grip on the letter tightens, and you find yourself thinking back to the good times. memories of late nights spent in each other’s arms, thinking about everything and nothing at once.

hushed whispers of confessions and quiet giggles as you reminisced on your highschool days. tight hugs when recalling the sad moments and the departure of a certain someone.

“you know, y/n, I think we might just be made for each other,” he said one night. you hummed and looked him in the eyes.

“three am thoughts?”

“three am admissions,” he grins slightly, “I am made for you, and you’re made for me.”

you remember him pulling you closer and kissing your forehead, while you teased, “and what would you need little old me for, so much that I got made?”

he feigns thinking then closes his eyes, burying his face in your shoulder, “grounding me.”

I love you. I really do, but you should know that already, right?

your eyes drift down to the corner of the paper, and that is when you feel your tears start free-falling. there is drawn a chibi satoru besides a chibi you and between them is a heart.

the chibi satoru is giving yours a big smooch, while she laughs. you never thought that the day your jealousy burns would be because of drawings, and drawings of you and your own husband, nonetheless.

“but wow, gojo-sensei is shit at writing letters,” you hear nobara remark.

megumi responds with a small chuckle, “I am fine with mine.”

“what about you, y/n-sensei?—”

the trio becomes silent as you let out a sob. a watery smile makes its way up your face as you kiss the letter gently and murmur, “so shitty.”

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hello! i was wondering if you could do a part 2 for “everything will be fine” with scaramouche, kazuha, and maybe thoma? i just wanna say i appreciate the effort you put in each work and you can completely ignore this ask if you dont feel like writing it!! blows kiss

— ❛ Eᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ғɪɴᴇ ! (2)

pairing. . . scaramouche, kazuha, thoma x gn! reader.

warnings. . . not proofread, angst– you feel in danger and they ignore you (at the beginning, then all fluff!), pet names (dear, love), the introduction is on part 1.

a/n. . . of course! thank you for your words, i'm really thankful you see my efford in my writings <3

tags. . . @kaeyasplsmarryme, here's scara's part. enjoy it. <3

part 1. . .

eve / zhona

eve / zhona

okay okay so basically characters: venti, xiao, childe, albedo, and if you possibly can scaramouche so basically you get into an argument t

⩩ SCARAMOUCHE.

Fights with Scaramouche, unfortunately, are not rare. Most of the time it's his fault, and he's never able to take the first step to reconcile you, he doesn't even feel that he has to apologize for anything. But there you were hours —sometimes minutes— later, because you hate being in bad terms with him.

But this time, it was different. You were tired of always going after him, enduring a guilt that never belonged to you. Today, you were going to go out for a walk to clear your mind, and if you saw it necessary, you would return home in a couple of days or three.

Worst of all, is that when you walked out the door, he didn't stop you.

. . . . . .

“Scara...” you called his name, hoping that by some chance he would listen to you. Little did you know that he was hiding behind the wall of a building, and it was bold for you to just think that he was going to answer your call after two days without showing up at home.

“Scara... Please.” You repeated, but nothing different happened. The boy leaned his back against that wall, and bent his head in exasperation, hitting it lightly against the hard surface. Maybe he missed you a little bit, maybe... he was having a hard time ignoring you.

You were terrified, and you didn't dare call him again. It was so dark that you couldn't see much around you, and your eyes were starting to form tears without knowing how to get out of that situation. Your legs didn't respond, you weren't able to run away from there. Here is when you think, “why am I so weak? How do I expect Scaramouche to go after me with how ridiculous I'm acting? Wake up, y/n.”

Well, let me tell you that since you left, Scaramouche has always been there to see you and make sure you were okay. You couldn't see him, but he was there. Every. single. time.

Suddenly, that animal jumped in front of you, the only thing you could see is a shadow, and with a scream of terror you kneeled, with your arms covering your head defensively.

Scaramouche felt his heart stop beating, and all blood in his veins suddenly running cold all over his body.

“Y/n!” he yelled, coming out of his hiding place, running towards you like never before.

The scene before his eyes soothed him enormously, but he couldn't help but let out an indignant snort.

“What do you think you were doing? How do you happen to walk alone at night in this place? Idio-!” he started scolding you, but was interrupted by your shaky voice.

“Scaramouche... I'm so glad you're here...” you relaxed your arms again, raising your tearful gaze to him. You didn't know if you were sorry, or relieved. Maybe both at the same time. For Scara, the answer was simple. He was relieved and eternally grateful nothing serious happened to you.

Your voice caused the fatui to come to himself, leaving his reprimand and kneeling in front of you, wrapping his arms around you in a protective hug.

“Why are you giving me these scares, dear? Come on, let's go home, that's where we should be. Together...” his voice had softened in a way that even seemed strange to you, but a small smile appeared in your lips. You really liked that new protective side of him. “Are you listening to me? And don't you dare to leave home again. If something happens to you, I...” not even he wanted to think about it. “tsk, forget it. I love you. Don't leave my side ever again. It's... it's an order!”

⩩ KAZUHA.

It's not very common to argue with Kazuha, and if you do, you are both very understandable and quickly return to be as if nothing had happened.

This time, you felt that something in you had finally clicked, you couldn't even see the boy's face, and you left your house to take a walk that would make you come back to yourself. The night breeze is your favorite, you felt like it wouldn't take long to get back to him.

. . . . . .

You were already close to home when it all happened.

“Kazuha...” you whispered, hoping he would hear you. You know he's listening to you, Kazuha's hearing is very sharp. The mentioned boy didn't arrive, tho. He was upset by your previous attitude. On bad terms and leaving home? Don't expect him to go after you now.

“Kazuha...” you repeated, meeting the same silence as before.

Your scream of terror got Kazuha out of the house in less than a second. His eyes desperately searching for your figure in the dark.

As soon as he found you, he made his way to you, picking you up off the ground. Your trembling arms wrapped around the boy's body, which took a few seconds to react.

“I… I am sorry… I am so sorry…” the poor boy was breathless from the fear at the thought that something bad had happened to you. “I love you, please, I beg you to forgive me...”

He was so lost. What'd he have done without you? You've never seen him so preoccupied before, and you comforted him when you snuggled closer to him. “Everything is fine now. Thanks for coming... I got scared...”

“Let's go... let's go back and get some rest, alright?” Kazuha was berating himself internally. He needed to be in calm to take care of you properly, but his heart kept beating fast. Like a mantra, all the way back he whispered inaudibly “Everything is fine. Y/n is fine.”

⩩ THOMA.

When you slammed the door behind you when you left the house, Thoma's heart sank, seeing how you left after the argument and not knowing when your return would be, the only thing he could do was wait for you. After all, you didn't want to see his face, did you?

. . . . . .

“Thoma.” You called his name, but no one answered. He had listened to you, but felt that perhaps you needed more time alone. The last thing Thoma wanted was for you to see him and remember once more the reason for your anger.

“Thoma...” nothing.

Nothing until that shadow jumped in front of you, causing a scream of terror to come out from the depths of your throat, falling to the ground waiting for a blow, an attack that would finish you off.

None of it came, instead, warm and soft hands pressed lightly on the back of your head, and you had no doubt that this was Thoma. “There, love... it's all over. Fear nothing, I am here.”

His voice was like a lullaby as your head rested on his chest, trying to calm you down and make all your fear disappear as quickly as it had appeared. “Thoma is here with you, my love. And he's never going to leave you alone again. I promise.”

He closed his greenish eyes, sighing quietly as he felt you so close to him again. “Thoma... I'm sorry I left, it was wrong...”

“Hush, hush now, if that's what you wanted to do, I wasn't going to stop you. I just want you to know that I love you, and no matter what you do, I'll be there for you.” Pulling you apart slightly to see your eyes, he gave you a tender smile. “Now we are going back. Ah! And take my jacket, it's a bit cold at this time of night.”

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okay okay so basically

characters: venti, xiao, childe, albedo, and if you possibly can scaramouche

so basically you get into an argument that results in you going to take a walk to clear your head when you feel a pair of eyes on you. you try and call out to (character) but they’re purposely ignore you because they’re mad. just kinda like a “(character) i know your mad but can you come look at this?” and then they hear you scream and come rushing back to you ( y/n can get attacked or just get scared you can decide ) blah blah (character) gets very worried when they hear you scream and come to your rescue with a bunch of “im sorry”s and “i love you”s 🧍‍♀️(cringy i know)

— ❛ Eᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ғɪɴᴇ !

pairing. . . . . . . . venti, xiao, childe, albedo x gn! reader.

warnings. . . . . . no pronouns specified, angst to fluff, established relationship, not proofread.

a/n. . . . . . . . . . . hewwoo, i didn't add scaramouche because actually i just accept 4 characters per post, at least for now. sorry ;-; <3 hope you like it tho.

It was night when it happened, so after your heated discussion, the best remedy you saw was to go for a walk alone, and feel the night breeze to clear your mind.

That's what you thought until you heard the branches rustling near you.

You weren't able to see anything with so much darkness, and that sound made you remain static in the place. You decided to call your partner's name, but there was no response.

Maybe it was just your imagination.

Again the same noise, this time closer. You didn't want to look scared despite how stiff every muscle in your body was, so you called your partner a little higher this time.

That creature reveals itself running towards you. You let out a terrified scream, just to notice it was a poor boar, that looked more scared than you, finally disappearing into the bushes on the other side of the road, passing you on its way even without touching you.

⩩ VENTI.

The first time you called his name he barely heard it. It was only like a faint whisper that the wind brought him, and for this reason he assumed that you would be venting out there talking to yourself.

“Pfft.” he lets out, after a long sigh. It left him more exhausted the simple fact of arguing with you than to fight with any enemy. “After everything we've said to each other, do you still have things to add? Funny.”

Venti heard his name once more, this time something in him woke up, and his attitude seems more serious and attentive than before. His heart was beginning to beat strongly, and he furrowed his eyebrows as he looked in the direction you had previously left.

It wasn't until he heard you scream that those strong heartbeats seemed to stop in terror at the thought that something had happened to you while he was purposely ignoring you. How could he forgive himself?

Without realizing it, his feet already had him running towards you relentlessly, finally finding you crouched down with your eyes closing tightly and covering your head with your arms, waiting to receive an attack that was not going to come.

Venti was prepared with his bow, or prepared to summon a hurricane if necessary to save you, but all he did at such a scene was kneel before you and take your hands, separating them from your head as he desperately tried to get you to look back at him.

“Shh, shh, y/n. I'm here... look at me... please look at me... nothing's wrong, there's no danger around.”

At those words, you opened your eyes slowly, meeting the tearful eyes of Venti, who hugged you when your gazes connected. That way you wouldn't see a few tears falling down his cheeks.

“Forgive me for leaving you alone. It's my fault, sorry, sorry... I love you, I'll never let you go again.”

Bonus: when Venti realized that you screamed because a little boar scared you, he bursted out laughing. He wasn't sure if it was because the scene was funny in his mind, or he was just relieved that it wasn't anything really dangerous.

⩩ XIAO.

Were you calling his name? Well, keep doing it, because there is no way that an adepti will succumb to the temptation of ever seeing a mere human like you. A human who minutes before made him completely lose his composure. Ignoring you now was your punishment, and his own too.

Your scream made all thoughts of the arguing dissolve, making him return violently to reality. With the spear in hand and his fist white due to the force he was using while holding his weapon, he appeared before you, taking a step forward and meeting... absolutely nothing dangerous.

Seeing you over his shoulder, he carelessly tossed the spear aside and kneeled before you, putting his gloved hands on your shoulders, on your cheeks, on your hair.

“What happened? Who hurt you? Which direction did they go?” his incessant questions accompanied every movement of his hands in search of any wound on your skin, until finally you calmed down.

“I'm fine, sorry for the scare I gave you... There's no danger.”

Your words caused the boy to drop his head in relief, leaning his forehead against your shoulder and feeling a great weight leave his body. With one knee bowed to the ground in front of you, he closed his eyes tightly.

“y/n... my apologies for not appearing when you called. I am the one to blame for everything. I must protect you... because I love you. It's the least I can do for you, and I'm not even able to do it right...”

His sadness begins to turn into rage, you can tell by how his muscles begin to tense under your soft touch.

Bonus: A few simple sweet words and you will have the boy totally melted in your arms, allowing you to caress him as you wish. He is so glad to be by your side again... safe and sound.

⩩ CHILDE.

You were calling him? yeah. Did he care? nah. He won that argument, the fact that you left his sight just to calm down and take a walk was as if you had accepted defeat for him.

So, he's not coming back for you.

Or so he thought until your scream made him run in your direction like he had never done before in his life.

He was panting when he reached his destination, looking around him for any hint of danger, extending an arm slightly at his side, in a gesture of protection before you.

“...? Are you okay?” he asked hurrying to get you up carefully, letting you lean on him. Any rancor in that discussion was a thing of the past.

His gaze did not leave your face, searching for any gesture of discomfort. He sighed loudly when you replied that everything was fine.

“Oh my, you scared me there. Let's make sure that doesn't happen again, okay? Just... stay by my side even if things get ugly. There is no way I can ever leave you... you get it? Good. Now let's go home... we deserve a good rest. Together.”

Bonus: That night, when you are already lying in bed, he will call you several times, unintentionally disturbing your sleep. “y/n..., hey, y/n, are you awake?” When you answer yes, he will hug you from behind, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. “You know that I love you no matter what happens... right?”

⩩ ALBEDO.

He was too focused on tidying up some notes on his table to pay any attention to your futile attempts to get his attention.

Of course Albedo was hearing you perfectly, but he just didn't want to listen to you. This boy was deliberately ignoring you.

When the scream reached his ears, his expression changed to a great concern, leaving him breathless and putting his notes aside, messing them up again, so as not to waste any more time reaching you.

The first thing he did was kneel beside you, gently pushing your head against his chest with a protective aura that you had rarely seen in him. After all, your safety always comes first. His always serene gaze now looked around frantically, searching for the root of the problem.

There wasn't a second in which he released his firm yet gentle grip on you.

“Everything is fine, y/n. Come, get up.” he commented helping you getting up again.

When you confessed to him what really scared you, his expression didn't change one bit. He was still as serious as before.

“It doesn't matter what the origin of your fear was, what matters is that now you are safe. And I must apologize — it was irresponsible of me to let you go alone in this darkness. Let's go back and forget that irrelevant discussion we had, shall we?”

Bonus: starting now, he won't separate from you all day. He will keep an eye on you, alert that nothing happens to you, even if that leads him to neglect his obligations a little... “Don't feel bad. I do this for both of us, not just for you. You get to be permanently safe and I... feel reassured by this.”

I'm not the only that thinks that Childe was trained by one of these two or even both, right?

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