[My Lord- Sukuna X F!Reader]

[My Lord- Sukuna x F!Reader]

Summary: Sukuna needs a wife to give him heirs and every women presented to him so far doesn't fit his criteria but then you appear, unlike most people who offered him gold, jewels, and well...women, you did the unthinkable and offered the King of Curses a bowl of berries.

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, toxic!sukuna, virgin!Y/N, public sex, humiliation, dumbification, degradation, slight dacryphilia, squirting, fingering, pet names, F/M, vaginal intercourse, sukuna is lwky misogynistic, and when I mean Sukuna I mean og Sukuna- four arms, four eyes, four mouths kinda deal.

Fandom: Jujustu Kaisen/JJK

Sukuna rested on his throne with a bored expression.

Looking for a wife was rather difficult. Most women were given to him as offerings to protect the village from which they came from. Every women he ended up refusing and just slaughtering the village anyway and eating the residents. Sukuna wasn't really looking for a wife to love and nurture he was looking for a wife that could please him and bear his children. Nothing out the ordinary for those times but still cruel none the less.

Human women were fun to eat and play around with but to actually give one the title of his wife- that disgusted him.

So here he was alone. As usual but he was used to it by now. Sukuna had been craving something for the past few days, he didn't know whether it was human meat or sex. He sometimes got the two mixed up. Either way he needed some offerings and no one was offering him anything for the sole reason that he had already slaughtered all of the villages near him.

"Fuck," Sukuna raised two of his arms in front him and stretched. Then there was the loud echo of his chamber doors opening. "Hmm?" Sukuna raised the brow as you walked inside of his throne room with a simple bowl of red berries, grapes, etc. in hand. It was odd. Could you not see the human skulls and skeletons lying about? You weren't blind were you?

"Speak."

You knelt down in front of his throne and you pushed it forward. "My Lord," You gulped and kept your eyes on the floor. "An offering, I offer the most fresh berries grown in my family's orchard if you spare us." You said and Sukuna sat up a bit more a grin of amusement growing on his face. "Who is this us?" This had to be joke or were you really that stupid? Berries. You really thought the king of curses would be satisfied with berries. "Just my family, my Lord. You have slaughtered all the villages in the area and the next closest thing is my family's estate. I came here on my own accord- as a precaution...my Lord." You added another just to be sure.

Sukuna could tell you were afraid, you were trembling for heavens sake. "A precaution," Sukuna chuckled and leaned forward.

"Stand, woman."

You stood up quickly. Your eyes glued to the floor and you tried your best to keep your composure as Sukuna burst out into laughter. "O-Oh my! I've never met such a human," He caught his breath and leaned back in his throne. "Look at me when I'm talking to you." He ordered and you stared at up at him.

"Have you ever had sex?" He asked flat out and your face grew warm, "No...no my Lord." Sukuna eyes widened slightly. "Really? Has anyone ever asked you to be their wife?" You shook your head and he looked you up and down. "It's rather shocking to me since you gave such a great body for bearing children." He murmured and you gulped, "I've heard that plenty times before...I've been asked to be a mistress though and less of a wife."

"Come," Sukuna patted his knee and you stood up straighter than before. "Come sit."

You looked around and he chuckled. "It's just us," Sukuna gaze grew dark the more he stared at you. "Don't make me repeat myself." He hummed and you made your way onto his knee, gasping at the feeling of one of his hands squeezing your waist. "Now tell me," Sukuna watched as you pressed your thighs together. Had a man never touched you in such a manner at all before? "You wish for me to spare your family and you offer me- the king of curses- the man that slaughters and eats those below him, berries?" Sukuna recalled and you pressed your lips together, "Yes my Lord," You adjusted your spot on his knee and looked up at him. "I've heard you love your wine- those berries make the finest wine in the lands." You blurted out and Sukuna licked his lips. "You have a smart mouth woman."

You couldn't help but smile a bit. "I apologize, my Lord."

Sukuna looked down at the bowl of berries then back at you. You did have a nice body not just for bearing children but in general. A pretty face too. But you had no experience in sex- he didn't have the time to wait for you to figure it out. He needed heirs now. Also you were a human. Sukuna hadn't a clue of what children with a human would end up like. Also he would have to take you as his wife- a lowly human as his wife.

"I will consider your offer," You whimpered as one of Sukuna's fingers slid under your dress and began to stroke your clothed cunt. "Under the conditions that you give me a child. If you get pregnant quick then we'll marry and you will be mine- your purpose only to please me and to bear my children," You fell back against Sukuna's chest and covered your mouth as your panties grew damp. "If you refuse I'll slaughter you and your family without a second thought."

That was fair wasn't it?

"Oh yes what is your name?" Sukuna questioned.

"My name is Y/N."

Sukuna nodded and repeated your name under his breath, trying to figure out if he would call you that or stick with woman.

"M-My Lord," You uncovered your mouth as Sukuna tore off your dress. Your bare breasts were exposed to the cold, dead air of his chambers. He threw the fabric to the floor and slowly slid down your now soaked panties. "I'll do it," You shivered at the feeling of the pads of Sukuna's fingers brush against your dripping cunt. "My Lord I-I've never felt like this before..." You whispered and Sukuna leaned into your ear.

"Just watch."

He stroked your cunt gently, gathering your slick around his fingers before slipping one in between your folds. "H-Hahh! I-I..." You squirmed in his grasp as another finger slide inside of you.

Sukuna stroked your walls grinning at the sight of more of your slick gush out, dirtying his robe. "It feels weird!" You cried out as Sukuna pushed another finger inside. The feeling of his fingers pumping in and out of you made your head spin, wasn't the sex supposed to be after marriage?

"Look at yourself," He watched as you looked down at your pussy coating his fingers with it's slick.

It hurt. It hurt so bad but felt so good.

Was this pleasure?

"M-More! Oh please- please it feels good!" You mumbled and Sukuna brought his thumb to your clit, rubbing harsh circles around the throbbing bud. You eyes went wide and a high pitch squeal left your lip, your toes curling at the feeling. "My stomach- o-oh it feels tingly- m-mmgh! S'good! S'good My Lord!" You moaned and Sukuna brought up one of his hands and began to fondle with your breasts, pinching and squeezing your nipples. "Look at you, such a whore for my fingers. I thought you were a virgin?" He snickered and you stared at your cunt that was easily taking in his fingers with shame.

Was this really you? Babbling for a murderer's mere fingers.

"I don't like it- I don't like the way my stomach feels-" You whimpered and Sukuna brought a hand from your breasts and placed it on your stomach. "It feels like something wants to come out doesn't it?" He hummed while stroking your belly and you nodded with tears brimming your eyes.

"That's good- you gotta let it come out or you won't feel good." Sukuna explained as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of you. You whined and moaned loudly as squirted just a bit on Sukuna's fingers. "Oh," Sukuna laughed and began to fondle with your breasts again. "The little virgin girl is going to squirt only after her first time getting fingered? Go on squirt for me, you whore." He spat.

Tears rolled down your hot cheeks as your legs began to shake. You let out a whine as your juices squirted all out onto the floor and Sukuna's thighs.

You slumped back against Sukuna's chest and caught your breath. "You're a mess," Sukuna slid his fingers out of you and noticed blood coating the tips of his fingers. "Well would ya look at that. Did I pop the virgin's cherry before I even put my cock in?" He teased and you could only whimper in response due the slight soreness from it.

Sukuna used two of his arms to hook your legs up and another one to bring his cock out from his robe. It was rock hard and the bright red tip leaking pre-cum. It really had been a while since he had sex. "That was only to prep you," Sukuna rubbed his cock in between your folds and you cried out at feeling of the bare tip rub your abused clit. "I do need to get you pregnant after all." He grunted as he guided his cock inside you, only for your to sob and squirm with only the tip inside.

"Shhh shhh my pretty little virgin," Sukuna nibbled at your neck and glanced at your tear covered cheeks. Your eyes were red and puffy and your nose was red as well, the sight of you crying because of his cock- crying because of him, made him all the more turned on. "I gotta put in," You shook your head and arched your back as he lowered you further on his cock.

"I-I can't do it! My Lord s'too big- I'm g-gonna die!" You continued to cry your eyes out and Sukuna already knew your throat would be horse from all of the crying. "You're going to die? Fucking dramatic," Sukuna chuckled.

"Just relax," He rubbed long circles around your clit unlike before and soft mewls left your lips. "Yeah just like that," You sunk further down on his cock, he was stretching you to the brim. You had never felt so full. Your walls squeezed him tight, every vein, the slight curve in his cock, you could feel it all and you didn't know how to react.

"Let me in."

A bulge poked out from your stomach as Sukuna nestled in your velvety walls and brought your knees to your chest. "I want to see you crying- cry for me Y/N." You bit down on your bottom lip as Sukuna slammed you up and down on his cock at much to quick a pace for a virgin. To the point where you could barely think straight, "O-Oh my Lord's big! S'big!"

He had done it.

He fucked you stupid.

"Uh huh what else, ya whore? What else do ya have to say?" Sukuna groaned and you threw your head back against his shoulder and babbled on his cock. "I-It hurts! Mmmm but it's so good!" Your voice cracked in between each cry. "Yeah? Fuck- you're so fucking tight it's killing me." Sukuna grunted. "M'So full- so deep!" You sniffled.

The sound of Sukuna's chamber doors opening echoed through the large throne room once again along with your moans, his grunts, and wet slaps.

"My Lord Sukuna," Your face grew warm and you shook your head as a group of villagers walked over towards the two of you with offerings. "I offer-" A man paused at the sight of Sukuna fucking you with every last ounce of his being. Sweat rolled down Sukuna's forehead causing his pink hair to stick to it. His brows were furrowed together, he looked so concentrated that it was insane.

"What else could you- mmm fuck- offer me?" Sukuna growled and your legs trembled as his fingers pinched your clit. "I have my woman who'll bless me with an heir- I don't need your goddamn offerings," He sunk his teeth into your neck and you finally, through teary eyes, made eye contact with the group standing before you and Sukuna.

Shame and embarrassment filled you even in your fucked out state. "N-No! They're watching! My Lord t-they're watching!" You sobbed and Sukuna's teeth left your flesh only to be replaced with his lips. "I know, I'm not gonna let them touch you, you're mine- don't fucking worry, you're only mine Y/N." He comforted you while continuing to bounce on you his cock like there was no tomorrow, his balls slapping against your ass with each thrust.

"A-Ahh! Don't look- oh my goddd- p-please!" You whined as Sukuna gripped your chin, forcing you to look at the group of men and women before you. "Why're you embarrassed? They can't do anything to you," He kissed your neck and left dark hickey's everywhere. "These are my breasts, these are my thighs, this is my ass," Sukuna grunted and quickened his pace, it was inhumane. "This is my pussy, your mine Y/N- every part of you belongs to fucking me so it doesn't matter what the fuck they see because as long as you're with me you're above them." Sukuna groaned and your eyes rolled back in your head as the tip of his cock brushed against your cervix. "M'gonna come! My stomach it-" You whimpered loudly and Sukuna buried his face in your neck, except for his eyes. He was giving the group of death glare.

"Get the fuck out I'm the only one who gets to see my woman come."

The group rushed out of the chambers, dropping their offerings onto the floor. Sukuna rolled his eyes. He was definitely going to kill them and their villages later.

"Come on, go cum on my cock ya whore," Sukuna thrusted up into you and your legs trembled. Sweat rolled down the curve of your breasts and your slick covered his cock. "Be a good little virgin girl and come." He grunted while drool rolled down your chin as the knot that had been built up in your stomach unraveled.

"Sukuna!"

You screamed his name as you gushed around his cock, squeezing it tight. The little virgin- the little virgin human girl had the audacity to say his name? You said his name? Yeah he was going to fuck you until dawn just for that. "Fuck," He lifted his face from your neck and gave you a sloppy kiss as he tried to reach his high. "I'm gonna fill ya up," You moaned into the kiss. "You're gonna take my seed and give me an heir, right?" Sukuna mumbled and you nodded. "Y-Yes! As many as you want!" You could feel Sukuna's cock twitch and swell inside of you.

"Yeah, fuck, that's a good little virgin."

Sukuna forced himself all the way inside, the only thing that could be seen was the bulge his cock had created in your stomach and his tight balls. He groaned and shot loads of his release into your womb.

You whimpered at the feeling and after a minute of just staying like that and catching your breath Sukuna pulled out. His come dribbled out of your stretched pussy and he gathered it, pushing it back inside your fucked out hole. "You're my woman, understand?" You nodded tiredly and Sukuna traced his thumb over your belly again. It slightly bloated due to how much he had come inside of you. "What's your job as my woman?" He asked you licked your lips. "I-It's," Yep, your voice was horse. "It's to please you and give you and heir." You murmured and Sukuna nodded. "You're a smart little virgin girl." He chuckled and you pouted. "M'Not...M'Not a virgin anymore." You reminded him and Sukuna snickered.

"Yeah that's right, I took your virginity," Sukuna flipped you around so that you both were now facing each other. "But until you learn how to please me to the fullest you're still a virgin my eyes," Your eyes widened at the feeling of Sukuna's hardened cock rub in between your ass. "You do know that pregnancy isn't guaranteed after just one time? I'm tryna see my woman give me heir so we're going to be here for a while." Sukuna grinned and you watched as he slid his robe off and his large stomach mouth came into view.

You gulped as Sukuna leaned towards you, your breasts pressed firmly against his chest. "I wanna try something and we have all day pretty girl." You traced your hands over his muscles. "Whatever you want Sukuna-" He placed a finger over your lips, "Ah Ah Ah we aren't married so it's still my Lord to you." He brought his finger from your lips and you stared up at him with hodded eyes.

"Of course,"

You wrapped your arms around Sukuna's neck and he straddled your hips.

"My Lord."

-[This is one those things you write and never plan on posting until you remember that there will always be someone out there who likes it, this mf has been sitting in my drafts for a good minute]-

streamer! eren who does not give two shits about his fangirls and will never hesitate to give them a lecture about how he’s so not interested in them and only has eyes for you <3

streamer! eren who has embrassing and teeth rooting sweet photos of the two of you as his widgets and app icons on his phone

streamer! eren who’s chat(+all his friends) never fails to tease him abt it

streamer! eren who posts daily pictures of you doing the most basic things on his public twitter just so he can show off his hot gf !!

streamer! eren who posted “GUYS Y/N POSTED THE ABSOUKETE HOTTEST PICTURE OF HERSELF AND ME SHE POSTED ME OML IM GONNA MARRY HER SHES SO CUTE AHHH I LOVE HER SNDBJRRJ” with all the typos and everything onto his public twitter on accident.. his chat is still harassing him about it

streamer! eren who is always rambling on and on about you without even knowing… no like jean will have to step in and be like “LISTEN ASSHOLE WE GET IT NOW SHUT UP ABT Y/N AND PLAY THE DAMN GAME” and erens starts hard core blushing

streamer! eren who is constantly denying his chat of streaming with you because “no guys.. shes MY girlfriend NOT yours” or he’ll be like “she’s too hot anyways so all your eyes will melt”

streamer! eren who’ll read compliments from his chat and say a genuine thanks but when you text him “i’ll be home in five can’t wait to see your ugly ass 😩 “ he’ll be blushing so hard… AND THIS HAPPENS SO OFTEN THAT HIS CHAT LITERALY KNOWS WHEN YOU TEXT HIM

streamer! eren who loses a bet and streams with you

streamer! eren who is defending him and your relationship with his life as his chat goes “hmm you sure this is your girlfriend because she’s looking a lot like mine” “please y/n step on me” “PLEASE STREAM MORE OFTEN”

streamer! eren who simply grins at his chat after you kissed him because you wanted to remind him you have eyes for him and only him

streamer! eren who is incapable of loving anyone else as much as he loves you.

Redamancy

(series/masterlist)

𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

General TW/content :slight angst, smut, mature content, mild yandere themes, age gap (8 years), manipulation, unhealthy relationship(?), possessive gojo, mutual obsession

Description : Your family has been serving the Gojo clan since Edo period as their servants. You couldn’t be more proud of their loyalty. However, you couldn’t find yourself respecting the head of the clan, Gojo Satoru anymore especially after he denied the request to promote you to higher grade of sorcerer.

All links are in order. The emoji(s) represents the general content of the work. Please refer to the navigation. Thank you!

➻ Prologue

➻ Infatuation 🍸🍷

➻ Devotion 🍸🍷

➻ Yearning 🥂🍷

➻ His Side : Fondness 🍸🍷

〔Also in ao3!〕

Notes : I listened to this playlist and this. And the word ‘Lord Gojo’ didn’t leave my mind for a whole month. I was really inspired that I will do a short series based on that lol.

Easy - Eren Jaeger

Eren Jaeger x Reader - fluff, college!au

AN - If you saw me post this before, no you didn’t. But in actuality it is a repost I just changed it to second person oops. But anyway, hopefully anyone who sees it for the second time likes it again lol. 

(A part 2 and/or prequel does exist for this in my brain if anyone was ever interested!)

Song vibes: Easy by Troye Sivan ft. Kasey Musgraves

Summary - Just a pair of friends that definitely do not like each other. But leave their rooms at midnight for each other with no hesitation, and know each other’s food orders, and are low-key affectionate with each other.  A pair of friends.

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Y/N: Hey :)

Eren drags his head out of his textbook as his phone goes off. Pushing stray hairs back off his forehead and out of his eyes. His tired eyes lit slightly at the sight of your name. His fingers quickly replying

Eren: Hey u

He glances at the time, 12.03 am, he frowns, worried whyyou were awake so late. Three bubbles appear on his screen as he waits for your reply to arrive.

Y/N: U up?

Eren: I’m texting u back aren’t I?

Her reply takes slightly longer this time, and his mouth crooks up at the side, picturing the eye roll you were most definitely doing.

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Why a Pinocchio ending to Miraculous wouldn't be right

Now...as you may know, I fought for a long time a battle with the acknowledgement that Adrien may have been a sentimonster. I didn't understand why at the time, but as the evidence kept piling in and especially after watching Ephemeral and Gabriel Agreste, I had to give in and admit that i too was convinced now that he indeed was a sentimonster. Risk has just proven me and all the people who had been convinced about it right eventually.

Now, one thing I have noticed among some people who have been shocked yesterday by getting the full confirmation that he was a sentimonster: people hoping that Marinette may manage somehow to save him and change him into a human being. Basically changing Miraculous into a modern life Pinocchio.

However, while Pinocchio is a beautiful fairy tale (almost a symbol of my country, which makes me love it even more), having Marinette do that would, in my personal opinion, destroy the message that Miraculous is trying to convey with the very fact of making Adrien a sentimonster.

I have read and seen pictures of the fact that Adrien, at the start of his conception as being ADRIEN and not Félix, had been depicted as disabled. He was walking with a stick, which when he transformed became his baton, and of course as Chat Noir he wasn't limping or needing support but when he wasn't transformed, he needed the stick to go around. This concept was rejected by the production because they felt that the writers wouldn't be able to handle it. But I think that what Astruc decided to do at that point was to change a physical disability into a MAGICAL disability. By making Adrien a sentimonster he has created for him an invisible disability and a vulnerability, which works in my mind because it's a metaphor.

First of all, based on the rules of Astruc's universe, there's NO DIFFERENCE between Adrien and a human. He's been made to be like a human and he is, indeed, that. The ONLY difference is that his living essence (soul or how you want to call it) is stored outside his body into an amok that has possessed his mother's wedding band (or at least this is what we think currently). This means that, as Astruc said, Adrien will be able to live a full life, grow up, get married, have children, grow old with the woman he loves and all. However, like Superman with cryptonite, Adrien has an Achille's heel. He's a sentimonster, which means that he needs to be VERY careful to what happens to the Peacock Miraculous AND to his mother's wedding band, because the first can cause his death "with the snap of a finger" and the latter can cause him to become a marionette in the hands of the person who holds it, and breaking the wedding band would mean for his amok to get out of it and him disappearing, again. Tricky, right? Have your life being held by such a delica--, uh, well, hang on a second.

Have you ever tried to break a ring? I had to (my wedding band had got too tight on my finger) and I must tell you that it's HARD. You need specialised items, and depending on what metal the ring is made of, you could need a bolt cutter and a professional intervention. Even classic rings made with gold or silver are hard to cut; you CAN cut them with household stuff like a small steel circular saw blade, but it's still not very easy. You could melt it (Lord of the Rings docet), but even that's something that usually only a professional would do. So a ring is *not* a delicate object. Yes, it can get lost, it CAN potentially be cut, but it's not something that can happen by accident. *Whoopsie* sorry, I broke your ring. Nope. Not gonna happen.

Besides: there's the problem of the Peacock of course and the fact that, in order to consider Adrien safe, the Peacock MUST be safe, either with him (so make him a double holder) or permanently inside the Miracle box and making sure it NEVER gets lost again, at least during his lifetime. Well, yes, there is, but keeping the Miraculous safe should anyway be Marinette's first priority as the Guardian: Fu lost the two Miraculouses once, but there's a reason why Su-Han wasn't impressed to find out that he had lost the jewels in the first place. They're objects that hold immense power, not toys! So keeping the Peacock safe should be a priority INDEPENDENTLY from whether Adrien is a sentimonster or not. Him being a sentimonster AND Marinette's love interest makes it even MORE important and so is choosing the RIGHT holder for it, because by giving it to ANYONE she would put Adrien's life at risk.

Now, as I was saying before, there have been theories around and some think that it would be beautiful if Marinette was going to change all of that and either use the wish or use her power of creation and love and make Adrien become human. Sweet in appearance, right? Not in my mind.

Now, here I need to let you know a little about my life. 9 years ago I had my first son. i was so happy, and like any mother in the world, from the second I saw the two lines on the pregnancy test i started having all those dreams about a normal life for my child, him studying, getting a diploma and a degree, finding a good job, maybe finding love in any kind or shape he chose (woman, man, alien...? whatever, as long as he's happy I don't care and I will respect his choices and love and make part of the family whoever he will decide to love), maybe if he chose to love a woman, have kids of his own...you get the drill. Two mere years later, I was faced with the massive rock on the head of a diagnosis of Autism Spectrum Disorder. I felt DEVASTATED. It took me A LOT of thought, and time, and reading about it, and talking to specialists and such to slowly starting to accept it. I still loved my son, and I've never stopped loving my son. But I had to face all stages of grief and deal with the fact that the idea of a son that I had created in my head when I saw the two lines on the stick wasn't REAL. That my son was different from what I thought he would be. I thought I had accepted it eventually and kept going on, until I was talking on the Internet with a person who was autistic, asking them how their life was, to get reassurance that maybe my son's life would be similar. And I was there telling this person that sometimes I wished that I was waking up one day and my son wasn't autistic anymore. That a magic spell could take his autism away and set him free.

That person told me off, not harshly, because he could see where I was coming from, but still told me off. We spoke for a long time and the essence of the conversation was that AUTISM IS PART OF WHAT MY SON REALLY IS. Autism isn't a parasite that has possessed my son and that needs to be cured or taken away. My son was BORN like that, and autism is the essence of his being. You can't take the autism away because you would CHANGE what my son is, you would MAKE HIM BECOME DIFFERENT. The way that he behaves, the way that he reacts, the beautiful and funny cherry bean that he is, all the things what make me LOVE him to bits, also come from the fact that he's autistic. By rejecting his autism I was REJECTING HIM, I wanted to change him. If one day he woke up and he wasn't autistic anymore he WOULDN'T BE HIMSELF anymore, he would be a different kid.

Being told that hurt me in the deepest. I got out of the conversation and had a very good thought about it that night, because I knew that this person was right. To love my son I had to accept him with all his baggage, including his autism, because his autism MADE HIM HIM.

Now you may be wondering why I'm saying all this stuff in a blog about Miraculous, taking about a cartoon character? because it's the exact same thing! Adrien is a sentimonster. That's part of his essence, it's who he is, he can't be detached from being that. If Marinette "used her love to make him become a human being" she would literally changing him. Change his essence and make him become something different.

No, I think it would be much more powerful if she didn't do that. It would be much more powerful if she was accepting him for what he was and loving him for what he was. let's say he would sacrifice himself for her and she would need to make him come back, as people say, using her power of creation and the "power of love always so strong". Wouldn't it be a fantastic message if, instead than making him become a huma being, she used her power to recreate his amok and ring and made him come back exactly like he was? And if someone (Gabriel? Félix?) told her that she was stupid, that she had had the opportunity to really make a change in his life and set him free by making him become human, she would answer saying that no, loving him by changing his essence isn't real love? That she loved and cherished him for what he really was and that meant also accepting him for being a sentimonster, and work the rest of her life to protect that, and protect him? Because he's perfect as he is, amok included, and it would mean making violence to his whole essence to change him into something that he's not? Wouldn't that make Adrien love her even more thinking that she's grown to accept him with his difference, as he really is, letting him BE who he really is, rather than doing what everybody else seems to be wanting to do and just try to make him be what THEY want him to be?

Now excuse me but I go cry in a corner. And I go nourishing this massive plot bunny that has started screaming in my dungeons since I accepted this reality, and maybe one day I will write this story, especially if this won't be the message that Miraculous will want to portray.

MAY WE MEET AGAIN / xiao ( genshin impact ) ( LOOK, WE ARE NOT UNSPECTACULAR THINGS we've come this far, survived this much ; WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF WE DECIDED TO SURVIVE MORE? TO LOVE HARDER? ) a/n: quote by ada limón. reincarnation!au. for @bluexiao ; part of axia's secret santa event! have a wonderful & safe holiday ( ᐛ )و !!

ONE. wangshu inn has always been a temporary haven for a lone adeptus, solitude and desolation a home in the depths of a wavering heart.

( and it still wavers, xiao thinks, feeling your warmth as you stand together, but for different reasons now. )

time moves slowly with you by his side, respite found in moments lost, daybreak filling the sky with wondrous hues.

"it looks beautiful." you tell him, your fingers absentmindedly trailing along the railing of the second floor. "thank you for watching with me."

xiao does not think he can tear his gaze away from you; orange and pink hues reflected in a tenderness that resides in your eyes, and almost instinctively, his hand rests on yours in the midst of longing. his lips part, and how much he wishes to express how dear you are to him, in this moment, in a forever and always, but timidness has always gotten the best of him.

"beautiful." he murmurs. you smile at him, understanding, and he hopes that's enough for now.

wangshu inn has always been a haven for a yaksha burdened with past sins and the future of humanity, but perhaps he has found love & safety elsewhere.

TWO. xiao does not sleep much; he expects tonight to be no different. you toss and turn next to him, the sheets disheveled and in disarray. there are times where you fall asleep the moment xiao holds you, so he does, his arms wrapped around your figure in a comforting safety. but it doesn't work tonight, and your mind continues to wander a little too far, so you give up on the idea of getting rest, and give into the thoughts that continue to linger.

"xiao."

he lets out a hum of acknowledgement, senses your hesitance.

"what bothers you?"

you're not going to say it bothers you, because it doesn't-- just one of those questions that will always remained unanswered, you suppose.

"do you believe in another life?"

he pauses, and for a moment, you feel a tension in his arms. he has lived for a very long while, known those who have done the same. but it has always been the same life and never another, rebirths and reawakenings self proclaimed.

he does not know what happens once the river is crossed and the departed leave this world. perhaps there is another life; perhaps there isn't.

"i don't know." xiao muses, watching as you trace haphazard circles into his skin. "but if there is, then surely i would find you in the next."

& there is something so gentle and promising in his voice that you cannot help the tears that threaten to blur your vision. you nod, overwhelmed with a love so powerful that you believe his words to be true.

"i'd find you, too."

xiao kisses you on the forehead, mumbles a quiet goodnight against your skin.

"you would."

THREE. there are days long past & you cannot remember them. a haziness in your head and a vague grief that resides itself in a dull pain with each beat of the heart, then the feeling of absence in your existence.

you think you must have forgotten something dear to you.

you wake up alone, glance in the mirror. in your reflection there is a silhouette of a past forgotten. a fleeting feeling of yearning and loved missed.

( YOU ARE FORGETTING SOMETHING DEAR TO YOU. YOU ARE SORRY FOR THIS. )

FOUR. it is midnight and you cannot sleep again. you step out of the apartment, mind in a daze as your feet wander endlessly. you don't put much thought into where you're going; you know it's not safe, especially in the late hours, but there's something in your gut that tells you it's okay, that you should just go, that it'll be worth it in the end.

you end up on the playground, find comfort in the sway of the swing. the moonlight has always been beautiful to you. a blanket of stars that cast protection over the living, brilliant and glowing in their wake. you hope for a shooting star-- anything, something that offers the granting of a wish. because this nagging feeling of knowing that there is something more to this life is unforgiving, and you cannot ever let go of it.

the shooting star does not come, but that's okay. the stars are beautiful nonetheless.

"it's not safe to be here alone."

there is familiarity in the voice that comes from behind you. you plant both feet on the ground, stabilize yourself. the swing comes to a stop. you stand, and you wonder why you're afraid to turn around. but you do, eventually, and you see him.

( this is how you meet xiao in this life. )

FIVE. he waits with bated breath, watches as you struggle to take in the sight of him, your eyes wide, hands trembling as you take a deep breath as means to calm yourself. slowly, he approaches-- both in regards to not overwhelm you, but also in fear-- because part of him is afraid, too. afraid that he's taken too long struggling and traveling to the ends of the earth to find you. afraid that you don't recognize him, afraid that you don't remember.

the distance between you two lessens considerably. xiao's gait halts, and he waits. how terribly does he wish to hold you, to feel you in his arms again, and to know that he's with you once more. but he stands there, stagnant, afraid that this is all too overwhelming. ( he fights the urge to smile when he sees your tears forming. he is not cruel by any means, but there is something so reassuring & comforting in the confirmation of knowing that you are remembered and still loved. )

you almost want to make light of this situation-- because the idea of losing the person you love and finally meeting them again in another life seems like too much-- because this is all so much. because xiao is really here with you, only a few feet away. because you longed for him so much that your heart hurt. you almost want to tell him to hug you before you burst out in tears, but even now, there's a dull ache in the being that resides in your chest and it almost resembles guilt.

"i forgot." and the tears do come out anyway, and you can't help the sobs that escape you in overwhelming numbers. "i'm sorry, i forgot."

-- and that's when xiao moves, quick to wrap his arms around you in a i'm sorry i took so long. please don't cry. it's okay.

neither of you know how much time passes until your grief settles and the tears stop. xiao kisses them away, lips curling ever so faintly when you look at him.

"i'm sorry, xiao."

"do not apologize," he murmurs, his hand holding yours as his lips ghost against your knuckles, "i told you that i would find you, did i not?"

you finally laugh, and how wonderful it is to hear it once again.

"you did. you found me."