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Y/N sat on her couch as she mindlessly scrolled through her netflix but her mind was not registering anything that was happening in front of her eyes. The lack of thoughts in her brain was slightly concerning but nothing out of the ordinary.
A sudden knock at her door made her flinch as she lazily got up to it. The knocks got more forceful each time.
“Yeah yeah I’m coming!”
The fact that her parents weren’t home didn’t come with any excitement either.
The door opened slowly and Y/N’s view of the outside light was blocked by a tall figure. Rin. He stood outside the door with that exasperated look.
“Heyy wasup.” Her voice trying its best to sound as normal as possible.
Y/N turned and walked away, a silent signal that it was fine to come in. Rin took a few steps at a time before closing the door shut.
“Y/N.”
Y/N stopped for a second.
Silence filled the distance between them.
“Y/N look at me.”
Y/N turned, this time not with a pained expression, her face gave him a warm smile as she tilted her head.
“Eh? You don’t wanna call me Nee-San anymore?”
Y/N gulped.
“And.. You should stop meeting me.”
“You knew?..”
Rin’s voice broke through the cover Y/N had placed. His voice sounding almost hoarse like he hasn't fully decided on what to say.
“Hah.. Knew? I know.”
Rin finally looked back at her eyes but what was waiting for him wasn’t discomfort or disappointment. It was a blank stare.
“Huh?..”
“Wake up from his stupid dream of yours Rin.”
Rin could almost swear the walls were closing in on him, her voice distorted as he heard ringing in his ears.
Y/N stood quietly.
“WAKE UP RIN!-“
Cold air swooshed on him as he was startled awake, Y/N sitting on his bed with Sae beside her. He was not quite sharing the same worried face as his lover.
“Where…What happened?”
Rin clenched his own shirt as it crinkled beneath his hand, cold reaching the tips of his fingers.
“You started charging toward Sae and then he hit you!”
Y/N started rapping about the whole incident, her face screaming horror.
“And then Sae told me he was wrong and then I ran away and he brought me back and I ran away again and then I came back!”
Rin and Sae exchanged small glances between themselves.
“I-I see..”
Rin just sat there, no visible emotion on sight but his eyes carried a certain coldness that was easily distinguishable to someone who has known him for over a decade.
Why was he acting this way towards Y/N? Was it a crush or.. Something his mind plotted to show that he's better than his brother? Taking something his brother clearly cherished to assert dominance? Who knows, All we know is that Rin will never open up about it.
Just like that, Rin got up and left. Y/N glanced back at Sae.
His gaze pierces holes into her, almost as if he doesn’t know why Y/N still puts up with Rin even after knowing his thoughts and motives.
“I know Sae. I just.. Feel guilty. He was there for me at every point of my life, i just want to ignore his feelings..”
“Do whatever you want.”
With that, that conversation ended.
Hi everyone!! It’s been a LONG time since my last upload.. And I’m sorry gangang. I still have national exams this year since I’m going for the Cambridge Syllabus one.. ILL TRY TO FINISH IT BY THIS YEAR😭😭 THANK YOU TO THOSE WHO STILL CONTINUE TO SUPPORT ME!!
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Y/N grabbed the hem of his shirt as she sat at the dining table with him standing beside her, refusing every single one of her requests.
“Nuh uh bae, you haven’t given me a blowie for almost our whole entire relationship. What if you bite my dick off?”
“I know you want it, too!”
He chuckled, but it was clear his answer was still a hard no.
Y/N groaned in annoyance as she slowly let go of his shirt, leaving small wrinkles in her wake. She looked up at him with eyes that seemed to be trying their best to persuade him, her peppermint-glossed lips forming a pout that reflected the soft glow of the light overhead.
He grunts. “Stop that.”
“Stop what?”
Y/N feigned innocence as she tilted her head, shifting her gaze to the ground before pursing her lips in an attempt to gain his pity before swiftly looking back at him.
“I mean.. If you really don’t want to, it's fine.” She hummed as she padded across the dark oak floor to the living room.
“Wait.”
‘Jackpot.’
Y/N looked over her shoulder at the tall figure behind her. “Hm?-”
Before she could question him, a rough hand grabbed the back of her head as another wrapped around her waist. His lips crashed onto hers. His weight pushed against her, letting the heat transfer to her while the back of her knees hit the couch’s armrest before he finally pulled back.
What was left was a panting mess of smudged lip gloss paired with glossy, eager eyes which stared back at him. Time stood still, their gazes never shifting away in embarrassment like they usually did at the start of their relationship. It was the beginning of a new chapter.
“Try not to bite it off.” He teased as a playful grin tugged on his lips, flashing you his sharp canines.
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One thing led to another before he was seated on the couch, legs spread with his prettiest doll between his thighs. Her hands were soft and scared almost like feathers tickling his skin as she caressed him through the cotton of his sweatpants.
His hand, almost numb with excitement and nervousness, released its white-knuckle grip from the edge of the couch, he silently watched Y/N as her hands fumbled with even the waistband on his boxers, his hard-on slipped out, revealing his veins that led all the way down to his pink hardened tip which was pulsing from arousal. This only served to send a jolt straight to Y/N’s core. His gaze darkened as he noticed the shadow it casted on his girl’s face.
“Why are you already hard? Pervert.”
“My girlfriend’s about to give me the time of my life, can’t I be excited?” His smile twinkled like a kid in a candy shop.
Y/N’s hands slowly crept up to his girth, she felt it throbbing like it was begging to be touched. Her hands wrapped around it, bringing it closer to her flushed face. She smacked her lips with saliva, preparing herself.
‘He smells so good… Is this omegaverse-“’
Her thoughts were put to an abrupt stop when his hand took a hold of her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze which displayed his gorgeous eyes that seeped both restraint and carefreeness. His fingers gently parted her lips and a finger slid in before pulling out the pink muscle hidden behind her perfect rows of teeth.
“Cover your bottom teeth with your tongue. Use your lips to make sure your tongue doesn’t slip in. You can do that for me, right?”
Y/N’s eyes almost seemed like a predator ready to pounce on its prey. She shifted closer as her tongue finally landed on the flushed tip that had a small bead of clear forming at the tip. First thing she tasted was the subtle saltiness as her tongue circled his thick head before finally flicking against his frenulum. He let out a shaky breath as his hand tugged at her hair, holding her bangs back for her. His eyes never left hers, not that he could bring himself to.
She shook her tongue and pushed her head slightly deeper, furrowing her brows in the process. As his cock shifted more and more into her warm mouth, his tip pushed against one of her cheeks, causing the flesh to protrude slightly, leaving a sight of a cute but inexperienced egoist trying to prove something but got tricked into being taken advantage of.
His hand ran through her hair gently, moving her bangs back so he could properly see the determination in the pretty eyes that loved him so dearly. It was clear he was holding himself back, despite his display of indifference.
“Relax.. Let it go down naturally..”
His voice seemed to have dropped an octave lower, sending a shiver down Y/N’s spine as she stayed nestled between his legs.
She took his advice, steadily taking in more of his length inch by inch before it finally hit the back of her throat. His breath hitched, half expecting her to stop there but Y/N’s determinedness wasn’t as low as he thought. Her grip on his girth tightened just the slightest before she slowly started to bob her head. Letting out sloppy messes gushing out from the sides of her mouth.
His hand, once only a gentle guide in her hair, quickly balled into a fist as a quiet gasp slipped past his lips. He didn’t push her initially, since he didn’t want her first time to be too much. But the more her head bobbed and her tongue teasingly swirled his cock, the more eager he was to accept her challenge.
‘Why’s he so quiet?’
With her newfound and dumb determination, Y/N began to double her efforts, wanting to hear his sweet acknowledgments of her efforts. Despite this, he barely let out even the slightest of noise, only squeezing his eyes shut as he threw his head back against the couch, scattering his hair on the top of the couch. Leaving the poor girl in a ‘sticky’ situation.
Finally, after what felt like hours, but in reality only 30 seconds, small grunts and breaths began slipping past his concealed lips, and that was more than enough for Y/N to grin around the cock that was stuffing her mouth full.
“Ha... Fuck, Y/N…”
A familiar heat formed in her core as she felt the throbbing of his cock’s veins intensify. It was starting to get hot. Both physically and figuratively.
Hearing the evidence of her hard work paying off, Y/N before she slid him in completely, squeezing her teary eyes shut as her lips kissed the skin at the base of his fat cock. His hips bucked up into her mouth as his grip on her hair tightened, pushing his head further back into the plush couch. She looked up at him through the tears that clinged to her wet lashes, but was met with his head thrown back, which seemed to leave her disappointed.
Because of this distraction, her movements were starting to slow down but before she could register it, she felt his large hand guide her head forward and back, each bob harsher than the last.
Despite the sudden and forceful actions of the white head, Y/N didn’t complain. If anything, it only served to intensify the burning in her core seeing him use her like his own fleshlight.
Tears fell down as he continued to facefuck her, but she couldn’t help but feel the drip from her cunt as the seconds went on, only letting her nails dig further into his thighs.
It was wrong of Y/N to think she had any sort of dominance over him`. Hell, he probably planned the whole thing in his head beforehand and was waiting for this whole event to unfold on its own.
After one final thrust, she pulled herself off from the thick cock that once filled her throat, unable to stop the coughs that were leaving her. Hot white spurted all over her mouth, dripping down onto her neck and down to the swell of her chest, leaving a sight for sore eyes.
“You’ve always wanted a pearl necklace, didn’t you, princess?”
His voice raspy and deep as he recovered his sanity.
A coy smile tugged on his lips as he admired his lover’s disheveled state, ravishing the annoyed pout that was forming on her puffy lips.
Sae’s face displayed an unfamiliar expression but the view was blocked quickly as his head went down. The air around them seemed to get cooler by the second, the sound of winds now replaced with a sigh that left Y/N’s lips.
She slowly got up and left as Sae stayed behind. Alone. Just like he always was.
Y/N took one step at a time. Each one gaining more acceleration than the last. In a few seconds she was running. Running from what? Fear that his love will end up shattered on the floor again.
Y/N didn’t know where she was going but her legs didn’t stop moving, the water in her eyes running down and dripping into the wind as she gasped for air. She stopped. In the middle highway, the snow seemed to accompany her each time she was crying. It surrounded her environment just like the last few times.
Why was she crying? Her answer wasn’t weird or out of place. She just repeated what she told him at the cafe. Why did it hurt more now?
“What should I do? Just what should I do?”
Y/N looked up at the sky as she felt a weary heaviness in her heart. The way she could feel her emotions going through a turmoil
She took a deep breath in, slowly walking back home.
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The next day, Y/N stood in front of Itoshi's residence. The same door where she would pass like it was natural.
One knock.
Two Knock.
Thre-
“Y/N. Is something the matter?”
Sae’s eyes were slightly wide but his voice stayed monotone.
“I accept.”
“No, don't. I want you to genuinely want to be with me. Not because of my childish chasing.”
“I mean it. I want you Itoshi Sae.”
Sae swore he felt the snow flakes stopped falling, frozen mid air. His heart didn’t move but at the same time it felt heavy and fast. He could hear the blood rushing through his head. Y/N stood there in front of his door, just like that day. Everything was the same except for their emotions. (The time of day too lol)
Sae pulled his hand out from the side. His hand grabbed her wrist, yanking her into the house.
Y/N almost fell over but recovered her balance. She looked back to Sae.
His sea-foam eyes filled with grief was evident. His gaze didn’t leave hers for even a single second.
His mouth opened, revealing his pearly whites. Y/N stood there, itching for a reply.
“Who was at the door?”
Rin ascended down the stairs moments before Sae could give his ultimate answer.
‘Why did he have to come down now?! He definitely knew it was me. Why!’
“Rin..! I was,”
“We are officially back together.”
Y/N stood rooted to her stance, she looked just as shocked as Rin.
“Nee-san? What nonsense is he spewing?”
“He is correct.. But! We aren’t solid yet!”
“You don’t have to explain yourself Y/N. He isn’t your boyfriend. I am.”
Was Sae trying to prove something to Rin?
Hey y’all… Uhh I had no motivation but I got motivation after my prelims so here I am!! My national exams are starting on the last week of august so heh.. Wish me luck. Don’t worry, I WILL finish this fic!! I know a lot of you guys wanted him to SUFFER but I’m gonna spread his suffering into multiple parts and make him explode <3
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i feel like this is an unpopular opinion but writing smut about real human people is so weird !! you’re a weirdo !! fictional characters/people who have said explicitly that they don’t mind is one thing…. but it’s so weird and violating to write smut about someone !!
As Y/N’s eyes widened at his wrist, her eyes flickered to Sae’s. His eyes didn’t look away. ‘Look at the road, not me! Do I look away first?!’
“Um!- Where are we headed?”
Y/N smiled slightly as she looked past him, through the window. HIs gaze was sickening. It still looked at with that cold indifference. He didn’t reply, shifting his attention to the road once more. Accelerating.
“I thought we could grab breakfast first but you smelled of toast and scrambled eggs. Let’s head to.. The museum.”
‘Smell? Is he calling me smelly?’
“Oh that sounds nice, should I book the tickets now?”
Sae looked at Sae with confusion but the real question mark was over Y/N’s head, countering his confusion and amusement with disorientation.
“Why would.. There's no need.”
That was the end of their small conversation in the car before it was parked and they both got out, walking to the museum through the parking lot of Yoh Shomei. The museum of art. The walk from the parking lot was a.. Cold one.
The air was dry, making Y/N’s nose freeze up every time she took a breath in. The worst thing wasn’t the cold winter, it was the awkward distance between the two. One step, they would be right beside each other, the next? A meter away. The real reason for this sudden shifts in gaps was Y/N.
‘For the love of god, why can’t I walk straight?!’
Her short dilemma was solved in a few seconds though. A large hand came to Y/N’s shoulder. It pushed her toward itself. Closing all distance there was. Y/N didn’t say anything. She couldn’t say anything. Her throat felt all choked up, words unable to spew out.
“Cars.”
One word. One word was he needed to explain himself as he pointed at the passing cars. Y/N turned her head to the figure beside her, his face still had no emotion to it. Once again, she was the one getting affected by this.
Maybe it was because of this small interaction, that the time they had together at the museum was a little more enjoyable than expected. They spent their time just walking from one art piece to the next. Barely any commentary added.
Sae seemed particularly more interested in ones that depicted the ocean. He would just peer at it until Y/N asked him something. It was eerily.. Melancholic.
Y/N would just watch him silently whenever he went into this deep thought.
They decided to end their museum trip at the cafe inside the place, taking a seat near the windows, the wooden furniture which had a light brown touch to it, greatly echoed the surrounding scenery of cold and empty.
“So.. Tell me Sae.”
Sae, who was sitting in front of her, was asked the grand question. He simply stared at her. It was like he was looking into her soul, rather than her eyes.
“I’m.. Sorry Y/N. I am a terrible person, boyfriend, friend and family. I selfishly shut down your feelings just to validate mine. I should have communicated with you what happened. I.. Don’t ask for forgiveness, I just want you to know that I’m sorry and you have all the right to hate me.”
Y/N sat there looking at him. Her eyes didn’t move, neither did her eyes. The silence accompanied by the soft howl of wind against the windows.
She finally spoke. Clearly.
“So I’m just supposed to forget about the days I cried over you?”
Sae finally showed emotion on his blank canvas of a face. His eyes dilated and his lips slightly parted. He didn’t have an excuse, he couldn’t have an excuse. He quietly looked down at his lap. What could he possibly say to that?
‘Should I get on the floor and beg? No. She wouldn’t like that..’
Was one apology going to fix all his mistakes? Can Y/N really accept it and move on, or should she make him feel more guilty?
“XXXX.”
Sae whipped his head back up at her. His pupils trembled ever so slightly. How should he reply to this..?
SORRY FOR THE LATE UPLOAD. I was hella sick and was at the hospital the whole day.. ALSO I NEED YOUR HELP TO DECIDE HOW THE NEXT CHP SHD BE! WHAT SHD Y/N REPLY BE?
Y/N got up, the sunlight barely peeking through the messy closed curtains beside her bed, she got up just in time to not be late. Opening the curtains to take in the view of the silent neighbourhood was a must do part of her routine.
‘I should start looking for places to live..’
She went downstairs, greeting her mother who was still making breakfast. She took out her phone and started scrolling through it. Checking up on messages and other stuff. That’s when she saw a message at the top of her chats. Rin.
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rinrin: why is he back here
Y/N🤤🤤: so you see..
rinrin: fym so u see
rinrin: what typa stupid shit are u pulling now
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‘Yeah.. I’m not gonna tell him anything, anytime soon.’
Y/N silently put her phone face down. She hoped that Rin wouldn’t read too much into being left on delivered. Now what she had to do was get ready for certain marked event in her calendar. With a side of hoping Rin isn’t standing right outside her house.
The normal mundane days finally started to have some sort of flavor, but she couldn’t fully give in just yet. She had to be nonchalant and have an idgaf attitude to show that she doesn’t really care.
She had some small talk with her mother before getting up to go shower. She stood in the grey marble bathroom which enclosed the whole place, soaking in the lavender/rose body wash because she read somewhere that leaving the soap on her skin can make the scent stay longer. She wanted to smell good throughout the day for a special something(someone).
Y/N turned on her shower, letting the foam run down. She didn’t wash her hair since it wouldn’t have time to dry in time. She had her washday yesterday for maximum benefits.
She stepped out of the warm shower and was violently hit by cold air. Even though the heater was on, the difference in temperature between inside and outside the bathroom was a little too drastic.
She was greeted by the freshly put out set of clothes that she had kept there, the night before. Eager much?
After a long daunting journey of getting ready she was finally done. She wore a white top which slipped off one shoulder, which was decorated slightly with a black ribbon and necklace. The bottoms were a pair of straight line jeans which were mainly light blue, with hues of greenish yellow. She held a white bag with a ruffled handle.
She gave her bangs one last look and left the house. She took her usual white puffer jacket hung on the coat hanger near the house, slipping on some uggs. She left the house, walking through the front yard as she thought of what would happen today.
In front of the house stood the two brothers.. So alike but so different. The pink one carried an air of boredom with a hint of nervousness. The other one? Emitting pure displease and displaying a frown.
Y/N inhaled the air as it dried her airways. Sae stood there with a bouquet of white roses. The snow pushed to the sides of the street reminded her of January where it all unfolded. Now it’s November already. His red Porsche 911 Cannera stood behind him. She took in his outfit. A turtle neck with a long coat.
‘Aren’t those funeral flowers..?’
Rin crossed his arms as Y/N approached. Before she could greet them with a smile a voice broke through.
“Didn’t Nee-san say that she never wants to see it again?”
His voice glazed in mockery and irritation.
“Well your Nee-san said she’ll give me a second chance.”
Rin’s eyes widened as his mouth opened to throw another rude remark before Y/N stepped in.
“I didn’t say another chance! I gave him a chance to explain himself over a period of one week. Also Rin, turn that frown upside down!”
Rin scoffed loudly before turning around to go back inside their house. Y/N was just about to let out a sigh, when Rin stopped right outside the gate.
“Don’t come to me crying again.”
Y/N smiled warmly at Rin’s back. He would probably still be there even if she did in fact come crying. He’s just a 16 year old with so many unspoken emotions and thoughts.
“Okay Rinrin!!”
Her cheerful tone broke the tension between the three of them. It was almost like the good old times. Almost.
As Rin grumbled his way back in, Sae stood there not saying anything for awhile before he opened his mouth.
“Let’s go-“
“Just because I dismissed Rin’s thoughts on this doesn’t mean I don’t think the same as him. Don’t get too excited about this. You don’t have a high chance of succession.”
She didn’t look at him while saying it. She looked straight ahead to wear Rin was earlier.
Y/N got into the passenger seat and buckled herself. Sae didn’t reply. He silently got in too.
‘Was I too harsh..! No Y/N, a asshole needs to be treated with assholenes-‘
“High chance doesn’t mean zero.”
Y/N looked at him as he still had that same blunt expression on him. She bit her lips ever so slightly as she looked away into the passing scenery.
‘Must he always be like this? And… Why hasn’t he given me the flowers? Are they even for me?’
She scanned the backseat through the rearview mirror. It just sat there in silence since Sae chucked it in the back without much care.
The car ride was burdened with heavy silence and awkwardness. Y/N kept glancing at his arms as he drove in the snow with only a hand on the steering wheel. Her eyes dragged across his arm and it landed on the only skin shown. There it was. That stupid silver bracelet that had the initials I.S and L/N.Y/N.
Y/N froze as she glanced back at his face. She felt a familiar heat rise up to her cheeks.
‘I’m cooked..’
Nihao chat, dw abt yn being a lil too nice cuz SAE WILL SUFFER. Rin unrequited love is everywhere <3 Have a nice day!!
The first thing that occurred was Sae ghosting his manager and telling him not to contact him for the week or so. Any response that went against his wishes were promptly ignored.
He began his time focusing on Y/N. Keeping track of her social media and among other stuff.. He subconsciously checked up on her daily social media presence, her likes, reposts and her followers.
One thing he learnt from his stalking observations was that Y/N continued ice skating. He remembered her mentioning it a few times in writing but he thought it was just a small hobby that would die down.
Now here he is. Standing outside Malora Cafe. The place seemed pretty empty but really pretty at the same time. The flowers spread across the outside gave it a romantic vibe to it.
He looked through the window to see Koyuki and Y/N in their training clothes. He assumed that they probably just ended, while he stood there, almost like he didn’t know what he should do. It didn't take long before Koyuki noticed him standing outside.
She turned to Y/N. Y/N seemed to be in a bad mood, probably because Koyuki made such a big deal about looking good on that day.
“Put your hair down! Wear your lululemon set! Wear nice perfume! Put on some light makeup!”
The morning before was almost disastrous to Y/N, she didn’t know why Koyuki was acting this way. She sipped on her ice honey lemon tea while Koyuki asked to be excused to the washroom.
Koyuki stepped out of the Cafe, feeling the air hit her face like a bulldozer but regained her normal composure. She identified as she saw him standing near the flowers. She walked up to him.
Sae acknowledged her but didn’t say anything before she did.
“Um.. She’s inside. Just say what you need to say and hear her out too. I’ll be back in 20 minutes. Good luck.”
Koyuki walked away, going into another cafe that was a little far from Malora Cafe. Sae took a deep breath in before he opened the door, his eyes immediately landing on Y/N as she scrolled on her phone.
He walked. He took one step at a time until he was in front of the seat opposite to her. He pulled the green cushioned seat back. Y/N immediately moved her eyes to the figure in front of her.
There he stood. A man that was too familiar to be called a stranger but too distant to be called ‘friend’. Y/N didn’t say anything. She sat there with a blank expression that maintained eye contact with Sae as he sat down in front of her.
“...”
“Y/N, I need to talk.”
Y/N didn’t say a word. It’s not like she could object. If he wants to say something there is nothing stopping him until he gets everything out. She picked up her tea and sipped it while Sae stared at her.
“Me and Yasumi aren’t actually dating, yes we have been seen on multiple instances together but me and her are meeting for purely the sake of creating gossip.”
Y/N didn’t react, after a long pause she let out a sigh.
“Okay, and?”
Sae seemed to mirror her, not replying to her remark.
“Give me.. Another chance.”
Y/N let out a loud laugh, she was so amused by the fact he thinks he can just waltz his way here and tell her to take him back? Phenomenal.
“What’s so funny?”
“Sae you can’t possibly be serious right now. Do you even know how much you hurt me? Look I don’t want to be hurt anymore, it’s best if we part wa-”
“I’m sorry. Please, I’m sorry, I really shouldn’t have done what I did. I can get on my knees and beg or write you a 5 page essay on why I want you back- Not that you should, if you want to..”
The total amount of words that came out his mouth were equivalent to probably a few weeks.
Y/N looked up from her cup of tea and was met with that same expression. His expression didn’t change much, just a small frown at the tip of his eyebrows that seemed desperate even though it didn’t show much.
Y/N stared at him, she didn’t have disbelief on her face but she was slightly surprised that the Itoshi Sae could actually say these words.
It was almost a bit comical to her. She gazed out the window looking at the quiet street, a few cars passing by every now and then. She thought for a long time. Sae didn’t say anything until she did.
She loved him.
No wait..
She loves him.
Y/N didn’t want to face her denial but she knew a small part of her would cry if she said no to him.
‘It was supposed to be a stupid teenage relationship..’
HI WSP GANG IM BACK.. This chp might be lil ass and that’s becuz when I was writing this I was going thru a BAD writer’s block and I still haven’t fully recovered.. ANYWAYS, the uploads will not be that consistent, maybe once a week, mainly on sundays.
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1. optimistic to the point of seeming oblivious or naive
2. blood-red in color
3. bloodthirsty
Synopsis: Everything is in shambles following the Culling Games. Millions of residents are displaced, cursed spirits roam free, and the sorcerers are being stretched beyond their limits. It had been years since you’ve done any work as a jujutsu sorcerer. However when an old friend calls, you find yourself back in the midst of it all and somehow you end up with the most daunting mission imaginable — finding and eliminating The King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna.
[An AU where everyone, including both Sukuna and Gojo, survives the Shinjuku Showdown]
Content: Enemies to lovers, post Shinjuku Showdown AU, no use of y/n, extremely toxic relationship dynamics, power imbalance, angst, fluff, smut, the emotions are slowburn, but the smut not so much, sukuna will have two cocks, tobacco use, alcohol use, canon typical violence, action, fight scenes, lots of lore, more tags to be added, each chapter tagged individually
