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@malient
šššššš šššššš. i gather your bones in my charred claws oh, they will make a fine addition to my throne. canon divergent portrayal and cursed by vera.

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KYKOKUKAMUSARII
ā I will stop your bleeding. Humans are so fragile. However... if you bleed to death... or if his lordship doesn't approve of you... and you die... then death was always your fate. In that case... you were no greater a man than that. Don't you... agree? ā
A private , independent & extremely selective multi muse, multi fandom writing blog featuring UPPER MOON ONE, Kokushibo. Loved by Liz.
What if I was a lonely brooding man but my features softened as I stared at you adoringly?
@malient
based on our roblox adventures
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SOMEHOWĀ ITĀ FELTĀ LIKEĀ MOREĀ OFĀ AĀ MIRACLEĀ Ā Ā Ā thatĀ NanamiĀ couldĀ evenĀ dealĀ withĀ theĀ other.Ā TheĀ blondeĀ wasĀ alwaysĀ unsureĀ whetherĀ theĀ otherĀ evenĀ gainedĀ fromĀ beingĀ closeĀ toĀ him.Ā It'sĀ likeĀ theĀ valueĀ ofĀ whatĀ theyĀ areĀ doingĀ isĀ moreĀ likeĀ transactionsĀ thanĀ anythingĀ else.Ā Yet,Ā timesĀ thatĀ areĀ aĀ simpleĀ asĀ thisĀ one,Ā NanamiĀ didn'tĀ thinkĀ twiceĀ aboutĀ it.Ā HeĀ hadĀ noĀ issueĀ pushingĀ someoneĀ awayĀ orĀ tellingĀ someoneĀ heĀ wasn'tĀ inĀ theĀ mood,Ā butĀ HeĀ wasĀ boredĀ withĀ theĀ endĀ ofĀ it.Ā ThoughĀ feelingsĀ wereĀ neverĀ involved,Ā heĀ simplyĀ sighed.Ā āĀ Ā Ā AreĀ youĀ gainingĀ relaxationĀ orĀ justĀ toĀ solveĀ theĀ issueĀ atĀ hand?Ā Ā Ā āĀ HeĀ almostĀ smirked,Ā withĀ hisĀ eyesĀ notĀ movingĀ fromĀ whatĀ heĀ wasĀ stillĀ staringĀ at.
FeelingĀ theĀ other'sĀ handsĀ touchĀ him,Ā aĀ strangeĀ feeling,Ā andĀ yetĀ aĀ shiverĀ fellĀ downĀ hisĀ spineĀ forĀ aĀ moment.Ā HisĀ bodyĀ reallyĀ didĀ giveĀ himĀ moreĀ thanĀ he'dĀ likeĀ toĀ admit.Ā TheĀ otherĀ surelyĀ knewĀ howĀ toĀ makeĀ thingsĀ hard.
AĀ hum,Ā thenĀ aĀ sighĀ thatĀ fellĀ fromĀ hisĀ lips,Ā heĀ feltĀ theĀ other'sĀ lipsĀ whileĀ theĀ otherĀ wasĀ nuzzling.Ā HeĀ pretendsĀ toĀ checkĀ hisĀ watch,Ā movingĀ hisĀ armĀ andĀ placingĀ itĀ backĀ down.Ā āĀ Ā Ā Ā IĀ haveĀ time.Ā So,Ā ifĀ thisĀ isĀ trulyĀ whatĀ youĀ areĀ seeking,Ā youĀ haveĀ toĀ makeĀ itĀ worthĀ theĀ timeĀ Ā .āĀ YetĀ heĀ knewĀ howĀ theĀ otherĀ was;Ā itĀ wasĀ wellĀ worthĀ it,Ā he'sĀ justĀ notĀ goingĀ toĀ admitĀ it.
āāāāāāššššš ššš šššš šššš šššš, šš šššš ššš šššššš. never a moment to rest, only ever calculating and surmising the conclusion. scarlets pinpoint those blond hairs standing at the back of his neck, chuckling more so to himself than outwardly in the open. ā i don't see why it can't be both. ā precise attention caught that smirk, and it's an indicator that nanami was humoring their little dance. they didn't rely on words to show interest, and it might lead other to grimace with judgement. his confirmation couldn't arrive soon enough when the object of his affections speaks again. if this man truly was opposed, he would have made it known. those š šššš were brutal, and they struck with purpose.
āāāāāāeyes loop around with a roll, a reaction to him checking that fine-tuned watch. they narrow once refocusing, huffing through his nose before the inevitable gauge on his patience runs empty. prudish creature, but the most filthiest voice he has ever heard. ā even if you had none to spare, that wouldn't hinder a damn thing. ā he withdrew, obsidian nails dragging from one shoulder to the other as he ššššš around the sofa to meet him. sukuna bends at an angle, palm bracing on his roommate's thigh while the unoccupied hand adoringly rests on his cheek.
āāāāāāā you'd have no choice but to make the time. ā gaze searches for defiance, leaning steadily as pink lashes weigh and their lips press. a kiss to ease him, because it made this all feel normal somehow.

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cw / suggestive. nsft.
āāāāāāš šššš ššššš ššššššššš ššš šššššššššš. aroma thick, tantalizing when breathed deep into his lungs. he doesn't flinch, treating afflictions and bites as if they were a natural occurrence the precursor to requited bliss. it vibrates beneath his skin, subtle hums that guide his hands. they don't heal, these wounds left in his wake. a warrior wears them proudly, allowing them to bleed and šššššš in due time. scar if they must, he reveled that thought. breath releases, noting his own disheveled posture and straightening his spine when kokushibo sinks to both knees as instructed. oh, his heart beats so rapidly. a spike of adrenaline he rides out enthusiastically. dominant, lower limb grazes his cheek on its venture behind the demon's head.
āāāāāāfor that moment, he admires those words. dissects them with squinting eyes and smoldering features. they brighten up as a ššššš rejuvenates. deviant fingers are curling around his high-strung ponytail, waistband is gradually descending ... dragging down the barrier or fabric. it may be intimidating, when two sprung from their confines. usually they are met with widened gawks, but sukuna merely holds the upper length firmly while his other pressed closer toward him. strong timbre is bordering a certain sweetness, eager to meet a welcoming mouth. ā take me down that pretty throat of yours, and don't bother watching your teeth it defeats the purpose. ā at least, for him. where was that spine inducing excitement if ššššš fangs weren't a factor ?
Kokopuffs likes when @malient (Sukuna) bites him.
āāāāāāand sukuna likes marking what belongs to him.
*drapes self across my evil fucked up throne in a slutty villainous way*
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā STILLĀ THEĀ WORSTĀ MISTAKEĀ OFĀ HISĀ LIFE,Ā andĀ yetĀ heĀ wasĀ stillĀ dealingĀ withĀ it.Ā NanamiĀ wasĀ sittingĀ there,Ā nowĀ moreĀ listeningĀ toĀ theĀ otherĀ thanĀ payingĀ attentionĀ toĀ whatĀ heĀ wasĀ doing.Ā heĀ wouldĀ neverĀ understandĀ howĀ heĀ gotĀ stuckĀ likeĀ this,Ā orĀ whyĀ theĀ otherĀ keptĀ botheringĀ himĀ likeĀ thereĀ wasĀ nothingĀ betterĀ toĀ do.Ā ButĀ itĀ alwaysĀ feltĀ likeĀ takingĀ careĀ ofĀ aĀ childĀ moreĀ thanĀ aĀ roommate,Ā sinceĀ heĀ neverĀ didĀ anythingĀ butĀ insultĀ him,Ā andĀ hisĀ eyeĀ twitchedĀ aĀ littleĀ bit.Ā "IĀ barelyĀ sleptĀ asĀ itĀ wasĀ lastĀ night,Ā letĀ aloneĀ wokeĀ upĀ onĀ theĀ wrongĀ side,"Ā heĀ rolledĀ hisĀ eyesĀ aĀ littleĀ bit.Ā "Ā ...Ā whenĀ youĀ wantĀ toĀ spendĀ timeĀ withĀ me,Ā youĀ wantĀ something."
FeelingĀ theĀ other'sĀ handsĀ onĀ hisĀ shoulder,Ā hisĀ bodyĀ shiftedĀ andĀ relaxedĀ justĀ aĀ little.Ā ThatĀ wasĀ oneĀ ofĀ theĀ thingsĀ heĀ neededĀ toĀ doĀ ---Ā goĀ seeĀ someoneĀ toĀ helpĀ theĀ tightnessĀ inĀ hisĀ shoulders,Ā butĀ that'sĀ anotherĀ day.Ā StayingĀ quietĀ forĀ aĀ moment,Ā heĀ sighed.Ā "It'sĀ onĀ myĀ to-doĀ list.Ā DoesĀ thatĀ matter?"
āāāāāāšššš šššš, šššššš šššššš šššš ššššššššš šš ššš. more so in terms of his words ... one man is verbal while the other is physical. kento speaks but his body betrays prattling lips. pink lashes flutter with a brief squint. ā why else would anyone seek companionship if not to gain something of value. ā a rather unhealthy viewpoint, something that implies transactional interaction as opposed to forming ššššššš connections. he didn't fear intimacy, but evaded the topic when it steered into an emotional direction. having no parental affection tends to leave empty spaces, and he fills the void through these means. pointless acts which rang as selfish. touch dares to delve a bit further down, both hands seeking purchase of his chest between his fingers would ryomen pinch the tender bits of flesh now standing erect beneath an unwrinkled dress shirt. soon, he'll take each into his mouth.
āāāāāāabsent hum resounds, a bland response when the conversation no longer serves him. nose began to šššššš behind his head, blond tresses tickling whilst he breathes in and exhales quietly. ā would you like to know what's on my to-do-list ? ā sweet little nothings, his tone was sickeningly smooth.

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finally finished this sketch.. hes picking flowers for........ a lucky someonešš
heĀ didn'tĀ move.Ā justĀ stoodĀ thereĀ inĀ theĀ centerĀ ofĀ theĀ roaring,Ā invisibleĀ cage,Ā aĀ calmĀ pointĀ inĀ aĀ universeĀ ofĀ hisĀ ownĀ making.Ā heĀ letĀ theĀ desperateĀ stormĀ ofĀ slashesĀ continueĀ toĀ rainĀ downĀ onĀ him,Ā eachĀ oneĀ aĀ tiny,Ā patheticĀ kissĀ againstĀ theĀ seamlessĀ skinĀ ofĀ hisĀ infinity.Ā heĀ watched.Ā listened.Ā sawĀ theĀ beautiful,Ā desperateĀ defianceĀ inĀ SukunaāsĀ eyes.Ā theĀ strain.Ā theĀ hunger.Ā theĀ glorious,Ā beautifulĀ refusalĀ toĀ break.
iāllĀ stillĀ clawĀ myĀ wayĀ throughĀ theĀ seams. iĀ seeĀ itĀ asĀ anĀ invitation.
aĀ slow,Ā wideĀ grinĀ stretchedĀ acrossĀ hisĀ face.Ā itĀ wasn'tĀ amused.Ā itĀ wasn'tĀ arrogant.Ā itĀ wasĀ aĀ grinĀ ofĀ pure,Ā unadulteratedĀ respect.Ā theĀ kindĀ oneĀ predatorĀ givesĀ toĀ another.Ā (Ā soĀ that'sĀ it.Ā that'sĀ theĀ coreĀ ofĀ you.Ā notĀ justĀ strength.Ā notĀ justĀ malice.Ā justā¦Ā anĀ endless,Ā unquenchableĀ willĀ toĀ devour.Ā beautiful.Ā )Ā thenĀ theĀ flamesĀ came.Ā aĀ roaring,Ā divineĀ infernoĀ eruptedĀ fromĀ theĀ shrine,Ā notĀ aimedĀ atĀ him,Ā butĀ engulfingĀ theĀ entireĀ space.Ā aĀ desperate,Ā finalĀ gambit.Ā toĀ cookĀ himĀ aliveĀ insideĀ hisĀ ownĀ perfectĀ defense.Ā theĀ heatĀ wasĀ immense,Ā theĀ lightĀ blinding.
theĀ pressureĀ ofĀ hisĀ infinityĀ heldĀ firm,Ā theĀ heatĀ lickingĀ atĀ theĀ edgesĀ ofĀ hisĀ flawlessĀ blueĀ shieldĀ butĀ neverĀ touchingĀ him.Ā heĀ justĀ stoodĀ there,Ā bathedĀ inĀ theĀ borrowed,Ā hellishĀ lightĀ ofĀ Sukuna'sĀ desperate,Ā beautifulĀ attack.Ā hisĀ voice,Ā whenĀ heĀ spoke,Ā wasĀ aĀ calm,Ā almostĀ gentleĀ thingĀ thatĀ cutĀ rightĀ throughĀ theĀ roarĀ ofĀ theĀ divineĀ flames.Ā āyes.āĀ heĀ said.Ā aĀ simple,Ā soft-spokenĀ agreement.Ā āyes,Ā youĀ will.ā
heĀ finallyĀ droppedĀ hisĀ handsĀ fromĀ theĀ seal.Ā hisĀ ownĀ cursedĀ energy,Ā theĀ brilliant,Ā hummingĀ blue,Ā coiledĀ aroundĀ him,Ā noĀ longerĀ justĀ aĀ crushingĀ pressure,Ā butĀ somethingĀ moreĀ focused.Ā somethingĀ moreā¦Ā deliberate.
āyouĀ wantĀ toĀ dragĀ meĀ down?Ā youĀ wantĀ toĀ feastĀ onĀ aĀ god?āĀ hisĀ smileĀ wasĀ aĀ terrible,Ā beautifulĀ thing.Ā theĀ smileĀ ofĀ aĀ manĀ whoĀ wasĀ havingĀ theĀ absoluteĀ timeĀ ofĀ hisĀ life.Ā āthatāsĀ theĀ mostĀ interestingĀ invitationĀ iāveĀ hadĀ inĀ aĀ thousandĀ years.ā
theĀ blueĀ lightĀ aroundĀ himĀ beganĀ toĀ spin.Ā toĀ condense.Ā itĀ pulledĀ inĀ onĀ itself,Ā becomingĀ aĀ small,Ā impossiblyĀ denseĀ sphereĀ ofĀ pure,Ā rotationalĀ forceĀ heldĀ inĀ theĀ palmĀ ofĀ hisĀ hand.Ā theĀ fire,Ā theĀ slashes,Ā theĀ veryĀ airĀ itselfĀ seemedĀ toĀ bendĀ towardsĀ it.
ābutĀ youĀ haveĀ itĀ allĀ wrong,Ā KingĀ ofĀ Curses.āĀ hisĀ voiceĀ wasĀ aĀ low,Ā finalĀ whisper,Ā aĀ promiseĀ madeĀ atĀ theĀ heartĀ ofĀ theĀ inferno.Ā āiāmĀ notĀ invitingĀ youĀ toĀ breakĀ myĀ shield.āĀ heĀ closedĀ hisĀ handĀ aroundĀ theĀ hummingĀ blueĀ sphere.
āiāmĀ invitingĀ youĀ toĀ myĀ world.ā
DomainĀ Expansion:Ā UnlimitedĀ Void.
āāāāāāš ššššš ššš šššššššššš šššš ššššš š ššššš. cursed energy is waning, having created its own barrier to forgo being crushed like an insect upon pavement. he felt a prickling chill course down his nape, running his heart rampant on adrenaline that would soon dissipate along with everything else. he witnesses beauty incarnate, raw jujutsu performed in tandem stride and unhurried gestures. muscles became sore, limbs beginning to tremble but were immediately stilled yet again. sukuna might be so šššš as to admit that he envied such eloquence. although if their techniques were set aside, his resolve would be to snap the other like a brittle tree branch. neatly folded, two halves he could defile and cackle at the sheer sight of.
āāāāāāthey varied greatly by size and brute strength, after all. cruel to fantasize over his explicit demise when he teetered on the edge of destruction. azure light is like static within vermillion eyes, creating šššššš of lavender as they began to gawk upon his rather dubious display. similar to birds flaunting their colorful feathers, it was almost ritualistic. expression now settles, no longer grinning wide and prominently as he had moments prior. he can feel it, is able to sense the gradual pull and concentration which centered around him. that tidal wave building, waiting until it can finally come crashing down. limitless void extending inside his own domain ⦠interesting.
āāāāāāit would abruptly end if malevolent shrine imploded on them. a hard reset that either would need to recuperate from. metaphorically speaking, you can only fill a space so much until the molecular structure fails. he could certainly šššš reopening his domain no time for planning. his focus deviates, vision blurring and reddening with the blood creeping from his tear ducts. itās spiraling, his mind. there is a desperate need to scream but nothing arrives. physically, he was paralyzed. powerless against it. this sensation is overwhelming, alas ryomen couldnāt express his anguish. even the atmosphere stifled, thickened in his aching lungs. crimson fluid drips from his nose, pupils dilating and nearly covering the entirety of his irises. there hasn't been a single remark since now, and suppose this act furthered that ššššš calmness.
āāāāāāhe must look like a feral dog being put down. pathetic, raising a fuss internally and doing all it can to fight back in spite of the odds. the proclaimed king couldn't necessarily see, this was an experience he would have labeled honorary. being force fed information, both pointless and enlightening. his domain crumbles, coming undone at the ššššš whilst his consciousness remains stagnant. he neither reacts nor gives any indication that his next move is coming into play.
TodayĀ wasĀ toĀ beĀ relaxingĀ forĀ him;Ā heĀ hadĀ thoughtĀ theĀ otherĀ wouldĀ haveĀ goneĀ outĀ byĀ now,Ā butĀ heĀ couldĀ feelĀ theĀ otherĀ lurkingĀ around.Ā ButĀ forĀ Nanami,Ā heĀ wasĀ goingĀ toĀ ignoreĀ it,Ā sitĀ onĀ theĀ sofa,Ā andĀ readĀ overĀ aĀ fewĀ notes,Ā thoughĀ heĀ wasĀ onlyĀ halfĀ payingĀ attentionĀ sinceĀ heĀ wantedĀ toĀ finishĀ thisĀ andĀ readĀ aĀ book.Ā BUTĀ sinceĀ heĀ knewĀ theĀ otherĀ wasĀ around,Ā heĀ wasĀ around,Ā thereĀ wasĀ noĀ wayĀ heĀ couldĀ doĀ anything.Ā EvenĀ so,Ā whenĀ heĀ cameĀ upĀ behindĀ him.Ā feelingĀ howĀ theĀ otherĀ wasĀ lookingĀ downĀ atĀ him,Ā hisĀ faceĀ didn'tĀ moveĀ fromĀ theĀ straightĀ faceĀ bluntnessĀ heĀ normallyĀ alwaysĀ had.Ā "Ā NotĀ whenĀ youĀ areĀ around."Ā hisĀ eyesĀ rolledĀ aĀ littleĀ bit,Ā knowingĀ --Ā feelingĀ howĀ boredĀ theĀ otherĀ was,Ā heĀ wasĀ goingĀ toĀ ignoreĀ itĀ forĀ now.Ā "WhatĀ doĀ youĀ want?Ā Don'tĀ youĀ haveĀ somethingĀ betterĀ toĀ doĀ thanĀ botherĀ me?"
āāāāāāšš, šš š ššššš. šš ššššš ššššššš ššš. neglected jasmine tea will remain on the counter, left there on the mere laughable thought that this man will pour it out later. he often pokes fun, calling him nanami the nanny. his own cleanliness isn't an issue, but is lacking when they were around one another. watching him begrudgingly become a šššš was a favorite past time to witness. enticed eyes are rolling as well, still carrying himself with that signature smile as breath exhaled like a sigh. ā i see you woke up on the wrong side of that stiff brick you call a bed. ā poor thing, he is welcome to his room on any occasion. ā don't be such a prude with his nose upturned, why is it always an interrogation ? can't we spend time together for once ... ā
āāāāāāboth palms rest on ššššš shoulders, nails tenderly dipping into the slopes. a light squeeze follows suit, absently noting the tightness in his muscles found there. ā what is it do you need help loosening up again ? ā not so innocent, his touch never was. sukuna rarely did anything without ulterior motives.
@malient continued from here.
it is both a blessing and a curse that she has no one to answer to. the society she had once pledged allegiance to would gawk at her in this moment. express regrets of allowing her on the field of her own volition instead of harboring her within campus ground confined to classrooms. dearest iori, too overbearing, too eager to make an individual sound among the constant echo chamber she resides in. without that badge of honor on form, utahime believed autonomy was thriving. no one to answer to. no one to criticize or assign fault. no more emergency uses that lead to thankless aftermaths. and it had been this way. for a few years. she spent her twenties in a haze. loaning out her abilities for high bids, performing for some causes or none at all. comfortable with having a hand at anyone's downfall. it was fun. until it wasn't.
until now. brought before the king of curses, iori is close to helpless. his barter a reversed version of russian roulette. every chamber accounted for with the exception of a single opportunity to go unharmed. odds are not in her favor yet utahime reasons, decapitation is quick. easy like exhaling. burning from the feet up however, would be agonizing as it stretched on in minutes. broiled like an accused witch. the thought makes her nose scrunch up in displeasure. left foot steps back, toes poised at a downward angle so her heel rises just so. hands rising out in front of her to connect and interlock. a pretend weapon aimed in his direction. only in fantasy could she conjure up the type of strength to rupture his flesh and paint the ground in his life force. utahime sighs, ā as you wish. ā
āāāāāāššššššš. šššššššš ššššš šššš šššš š ššš ššššš. she is the funnel, a revelation and release that eased his curiosity. not many were willing to bask so serenely in his presence, let alone reveal their technique for his own ominous pleasure. sukuna never loved anything, but jujutsu it's mystic could be outshined by none other. there is beauty here, amidst the graceful sway of her obedience. deformed eyes never abandon her, they steer in different focal points. from the dark crown of her head, to her ššššš footing down below. he was elated at the familiarity this induced, nostalgia for an era dismissed with time. when women and men alike danced for him, wearing bright jewelry and flowing garments.
āāāāāāā very good, now don't stop until i've instructed it. ā softened around the edges, like being proud of an animal doing as its told. what a venomous creature, there isn't a doubt in his mind that this maiden wouldn't lash out on a whim. why does it excite him ? mishandling something with fangs, where teeth glimmered and bared. the accursed admires strength, respects natural orders in the way one would look š ššššš at cataclysmic events. he wants to see humanity without its morality, no longer tied to structure and social constraints. what would she become if no one is watching or casting their judgement ... ryomen stood when impulse struck, however rose gently so as not to disrupt what is already set in motion.
āāāāāāā pray tell ā a step forward, head tilting to portray the very intrigue he has amassed. speaking his mind would be a constant, and he always expected an answer to his inquires. ā has anyone ever joined you before ? ā

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bitch you did me dirtier , you had no right with wormie
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