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āļøā game of thrones - a patchwork of blood and battles (jon) || the night we met (standstill)
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a/n ā: every fic is connected by you learning more and more about the conditions of nanamiās deaths, but they can be read separately if you so desire :) i am so notorious for putting my multi-chapter fics into hiatus, so i genuinely am going to try and write (or at least draft) every single one of these fics before releasing chapters. enjoy, and pray i donāt lose my nanami fixation before itās over </3
SYNOPSIS - youāve always felt a draw towards one specific man. no matter who you are, nor who he seems to be in this life, some things remain the same: his salt-crusted blond hair, his sharp brownish eyes, and your unwavering desire to save his life. can you usher him past the age of 27, or will you fail, time and time again?
INCLUDES: main character death (of course), angst, fluff, beaches/the ocean as a consistent theme, smut/implications of smut (unsure if iāll write full scenes), historical inaccuracies, technically nanami isnt japanese in some but his soul(?) remains the same, the presence of jujutsu sorcery, violence, mental health struggles, suicide, etc. -> more will be outlined in the individual fic.
MASTERLIST
0. INTRO / CHAPTER 1 TEASER: Through Every Door
1. FEUDAL JAPAN: With the Roar of the Fire, My Heart Rose to Its Feet
2. ITALIAN RENAISSANCE: title tbd
3. WILD WEST: title tbd
4. JAZZ AGE: title tbd
5. CURRENT DAY: title tbd
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- yearner fratkuna. thatās it, pretty much. (sukuna x fem!reader, references sex and alcohol but nothing explicit, bittersweet, based on jackie and wilson by hozier bc it can be)
a/n - small drabble after being gone so long :,) i have a longer toji fic & atbiel in the works, but no promises yet
Sukuna isnāt one to dream.
When a woman leaves his bed, smelling like sex and perfume and the musk of his sweat, he watches her go with a smirk. He doesnāt call. In fact, he doesnāt even think about her again. Heāll let her watch as he leans in close to another girl at another party with another drink in his hand. Itās just the way he isāthe way he always has been, and the way he always will be.
And yet, he canāt help but wish, when he looks at you. Youāre curled under his sheets, the lump of blankets covering you rising and falling with every perfect breath. You smell like sweetness and sin, irises and sunshine, and something that so cruelly evades identification in his mind. When he reaches out, he can drag a rough finger down the soft skin of your back and feel a tingle that has nothing to do with lust.
Thereās no party in his mind as his red eyes drag over your form. Fireworks, maybe. Color bursting across an indigo sky, reflecting in the gleam of your eyes like the world just knows those beautiful things deserve to be celebrated. A joyride after he steals your keys, dragging you across the city with no destination in mind. His hand on your thigh, the wind frizzing up whatever perfect hairstyle you picked out for date night.
A shotgun wedding, with a ring that costs more than he gets paid in half a year, and the wedding dress he found when stalking your Pinterest. Your smile, so bright it scares the shadows from under his eyes, when you say āI doā. Your finger tracing the lines of his tattoos after your first night as a married couple.
Thereāsā¦ a lot of things that flit by in his head, one after another, like recordings of a life heās never lived.
When did he become so sappy?
Itās not like he likes you, he tells himself. Youāre just better than most of his hookups. Thatās why he watches with narrowed eyes when you leave, and calls when he misses you your bed, and has stopped flirting with random people. The way his name falls out of your mouth, all breathy like youāre pumping air into his lungs, doesnāt affect him.
Maybe heās never been called ābabyā in such a soft way before. Maybe he enjoys how you, and only you, run your hands through his hair after he fucks you into the mattress. Maybe naming your future children in his head is just him being pussydrunk and deliriousāa true sign of how good you are.
Itās a weak defense, at best. In his heart, he knows it isnāt normal that his pulse hums your name. He wonāt ever tell you, thoughāthatās too much. Youād run, or laugh, or deny that Sukuna Ryomen could ever fall in love with a person that isnāt himself. Heās not wired that way.
He slowly shifts towards you, pressing his chest to your warm back, his arms locking around your waist like heās expecting you to escape when he falls asleep. He buries his face in your neck and takes a deep inhale, as if every molecule of your scent that doesnāt enter his lungs is a precious thing wasted. He presses a soft kiss there, too.
When he sleeps, he will dream of you. His arms will tighten, and his brows will furrow, and he will hope against all hope that you are dreaming of him, too.
It always kills me when I see my real name being used in fanfics as a side character for the plot š I also have a longstanding internet name thatās so common to find in fics. Both are jarring !
