the most normal person

Ghost has spent multiple instances fucking you dumb, using all your energy and then some because he's simply that obsessed with you. Yet, you still haven't seen any traditional aftercare from ghost.

His favorite method seems to be food, helping you recover physically from the exertion.

Of course there's the granola bars and electrolyte drinks, but you'll never forget the day he he dissappeared for a bit and came back with a perfectly cooked steak, still butt-naked when he handed you the plate. It even had an adorable little garnish.

Though the time he pulled you into a closet because he had to have you in his mouth, only to pop off and hand you a little fish Keychain he found at the gas station, will always be a fond memory.

Or the time where, after a shower and cuddles, you still seemed down and ghost just wouldn't let it stand. So he decided to build a blanket fort around you in bed as if it were the logical next step.

Does he still need to be reminded to help you wash up or to come for cuddles? Yes, but honestly you love whatever his mind comes up with more. You like how personalized it feels.

....you'll never stop teasing him for the time he prepped sourdough in the oven and timed it specifically for when you'd want a break and when you'd be done.

Oh boy look who's Image Ref is finally done! Naga'na Let You Go's Harpy Y/N (Harpy/n)

(Clothing colors/patterns can easily be changed to whatever you'd like these were just what I went with cause I needed something)

As with the majority of my insert fics, I try not to over describe visual details so the reader can imagine whatever they want, so you're welcome to adjust to make Harpy/n closer to what you imagine.

In case my handwriting is unreadable (which is usually the case XD)

Adult Harpy/n's Clothing is actually the Zoo's Naga Uniform

On colder days they wear their harpy chick tunic under the Naga's to help keep warm

The latch on their belt can open and work like a carabiner clip

Hands are more like mittens - with only the thumb exposed

Ears are pointed and usually hidden by their hair

Hair style varies but is usually tied in some way (done by Sun or Moon)- Braids are also done by Sun or Moon

Heart shaped bundle of darker feathers on their tail because I thought it was cute

Other AUs

This fandom can get wild with AU ideas, and we love that dearly. Here are one of a kind stories, unlike any other in the fandom.

Moondrop Beats You to Death For Tax Evasion You didn't pay your taxes, but Detective Moon offers you a way you won't have to go to jail. (Exactly what the title says, must be read to be believed)

Hurts to Hold You go to a sanctuary for living dolls and take in a broken porcelain jester. Successful adoptions are almost unheard of, but you’re determined to be one of those few miracle cases. The most important part is to love him, and you can do that easily. Coaxing him into moving on from the life he had before the fire is going to be harder. (Living doll AU, Eclipse fic, an immeasurable amount of caring)

Coiled Around the Fine Line Between Love and Fear For an independent study in your Master's class, you and several other botany students travel to another country to research the plants in the region. It is very free-form! Too free-form, in your case, as you find yourself wandering into a dangerous section of wooded mountains and soon become trapped by a landslide. Thankfully, your savior comes in the form of two giant snake-men: nagas named Sun and Moon. They take you back to their cave where you must brave the prospect of several months recovering before you can rejoin civilization again. The main problem? You have a terrible phobia of snakes. The secondary problem? They don't really know what humans need and, in Moon's case, find humanity revolting. But destiny appears to have a pretty sick sense of humor when these creatures you can't even look at suddenly start vying for your affection. And the very thing you fear finds a way into your heart. (Sun and Moon are nagas)

As long as we are loved

Many people mistakenly believe that unaging is the same as immortal. That our machines, our toys, our art will live on forever. But the truth is, such things cannot maintain themselves without our care and they will live for exactly as long as someone loves them. (Living Doll AU, caring, comfort, extremely queerplatonic, completed longfic, my fic, once again I can't help but hold up my fic with big eyes like look what I made for you)

And more under the cut, of course!

if you havent already, PLEASE watch See How They Run

it is an absolute MASTERPIECE and the storytelling, plot line, characters, plot twists, foreshadowing/imagery and literally EVERYTHING have me obsessed

its an absolutely deLIGHTFUL murder mystery that has a similar humorous tone to knives out and glass onion (they are very different storywise but in terms of vibes are very similar)

anyways saoirse ronan is amazing in it, sam rockwell is amazing, literally the entire cast is amazing idk at this point im rambling but its truly amazing

What’s that AU called?

Yo fem Sukuna can lowkey just obliterate me

Pairing: cat!Sukuna x fem!witch!reader and familiar!Uraume

Synopsis: Sukuna expected many outcomes to happen when he chose to have a new path in life after his death. But this? This was not it: waking up as a Maine Coon cat. Will this be his life now, or is there a way to gain his body back? Herein lies the answer to his question - you, the witch that supposedly lives alone in the woods. Will you simply be a quick answer for him to return to his true form, or will Sukuna realize that more awaits him in this life?

Contents: no sorcery, reincarnation au with witches (modern times); sukuna has no CT etc.; slight slowburn?; different pov's; strangers to lovers; fluff and silliness; teasing and banter; sukuna is kind of a brat in this; reader likes messing with him; slight angst; mentions of trauma; witchcraft; reader lives in the woods; timeless connection (sukuna and uraume); happy ending; *content tags may or may not be added

A/N: I've had this idea for months, and took me quite some time to start it, but it is here now! This is my first multi-chapter fic, and kind of a silly one I thought would be fun to write. I also thought it would be fun to take a dive into how I think Sukuna would be if he got reincarnated. I will try to do semi-consistent updates, but no guarantees. Either way, I hope anyone who reads enjoys!

Cat!Sukuna art 1 - I imagine him with his gorey/blind vers., but for the sake of the story he isn't

Cat!Sukuna art 2 - basic ideas for body structure/markings

Small fun fact, cat!sukuna was inspired by one of my own cats!

Cat!Sukuna intro drabble

Chapter 1: Walked up the stairs, the sunlight hit my face

Chapter 2: TBD

Chapter 3: TBD

Chapter 4: TBD

Chapter 5: TBD

Chapter 6: TBD

more chapters TBD

You stared curiously at the peculiar muscle on your husband’s toned stomach, currently closed as he naps beneath you on his chaise lounge. One finger reaches forward, lightly tapping against the outline of the mouth before pulling back.

To your surprise, it opens, lips curling into a cocky grin before it starts… speaking?! Its voice is deep and matches Sukuna’s perfectly, large tongue flicking out.

“Curious, hm?” It drawls slowly, flashing the sharp canines that had been hidden just seconds ago. You lean over to the nearby table, pulling a strawberry from the box and holding it tentatively near the mouth.

“Do you eat food?” You asked, sounding a little stupid talking to your husband’s stomach.

It laughs lightly, lips spreading in amusement. “I do, woman. What do you have in mind? A finger? An arm?”

You grimace. “Ew. No, I have a strawberry.” You press the tip of the strawberry against the tongue, watching it pull the fruit from your grip and chew loudly, red juice staining the sharp teeth.

You watch mesmerised at the unusual body part, noting how expressive it was and how it still managed to work even when Sukuna himself was asleep.

“Do you want another?”

“Hm.” The mouth hums for a second before the tongue flicks out and presses down flat against your two fingers resting against his lower abdomen.

Hesitantly, you lift them, saliva coating your fingers as Sukuna’s mouth stomach sucks on them greedily as if trying taste their flavour. You’re sat in awe, entranced as lewd sucking sounds fills the room.

“Ngh-“ Ryomen grunts suddenly, arm lifting from over his eyes as they flicker open. Immediately, his mouth pulls away from your fingers, closing innocently and leaving you both dumbfounded and aroused.

“What are you doing, wife?”