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I've never read something so relatable in my life.

Same thing with these stabbings with our youths in the streets of London. All they talk about is more police here & there, but nothing about mental health. We really have to find a way to help ourselves cuz the only solutions they have for us is prison or death.

TW Don’t kill yourself today

Don’t kill yourself today

Because your Netflix trial still has a week left

Don’t kill yourself today

Because no one else will finish off the chicken in the fridge

Don’t kill yourself today

Because I know for a fact that Starbucks is releasing a new Frappuccino sometime next month

Yes, your mother will miss you

Yes your bully will make a sappy Facebook post about how what a a wonderful person you were

And yes

Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem

You know that

You’ve known that

Everyone and anyone has been shoving that down your throat since they first learned what the word suicide meant

So don’t kill yourself

Until you finish your shampoo and conditioner at the same time

Don’t kill yourself

Until Doctor Who is finally cancelled

Don’t kill yourself

Until you tell someone your best pasta recipe 

Don’t kill yourself 

Because I will keep coming up with reasons for you not to

And I need you

To hear all of them

Don’t kill yourself

I love you

You’re important

It’s a bad day

Not a bad life

There is more to this

The world will keep spinning on its axis without you

But

Think of all the sunrises you’d miss

I know this sounds pointless

But when you’re sitting in front of everything deadly you own

Revising your goodbyes

There will be too much darkness 

To see anything else

But this is not about seeing anything else

This is about turning off the lights

This is about finding the bed instead of the noose

This is about giving yourself one more day

Even if it takes ten thousand of those

One more morning’s

Until

“I can’t wait for tomorrow”

This is about staying alive

Because there’s gonna be a new Marvel movie

No one should miss that

This is about staying alive

Because the future is coming 

And it’s ready for you

I don’ t need you to see it

I just need you to believe you can make it 

Until then

- Hannah Dains

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Sukuna x Fem Reader

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: Mostly fluff with ✨sprinkles✨ of angst ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: none lol, except for cursing, mentions of s3x, abuse and Sukuna being too fucking hot.

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Looking up at the falling flakes of snow coating your cold face, you felt your cheeks curve into what would be a rare smile. Unlike the other women of the village, you didn't despise the bitter coldness of winter, rather you embraced it with open arms, the chill giving you a comfort that summer hardly ever brought. You preferred the dark days of swirling blizzards and the howling of the wind, the excitement of not knowing what was within the barren woodland and mountains filling you up. That, was something the beast never understood.

'How strange' he thought to himself, an amused smirk playing around on his face as he stared at the beauty infront of him. It seemed like the hundreth time that he had seen your beaming face shining through the darkness of the forest, the overwhelming presence of purity and peace surprising him. It was addictive.

That presence and beauty made him want to do things he knew he shouldn't, yet there wasn't anything stopping him. She was right there. She wasn't moving. She wasn't looking at him. Yet he couldn't bring himself to ruin her, however many times he wished he could. Licking his dry lips as he stared at your rosy cheeks, he sat down, deciding this time he couldn't just watch you. The beast would sit near you till you noticed him.

Still oblivious of his smirk, hidden under the shadows of looming night, you laughed, playing with the falling snow in your bare hands. You had to admit, it was very childish of you to do so, yet it was hard not to. The joy Winter gave you, just made you that happy. Being alone, without the constant jabbering and demands of your husband, you felt at peace. You were savouring every moment of freedom, although you felt a nasty lump form in your throat when you realised who was calling you out of your fantasy.

"Y/N! Where have you run off to? H/N is waiting for you!", you heard your servant yelling out, close to where you stood. Too close for your liking. Looking around you for a safe spot to hide, you caught sight of the purple marks branded around your wrists, a painful reminder of the consequences of your disobedience. You didn't want to go back to him, yet your own will begged to differ.

The moment he heard her yells, immediate displeasure formed in the pit of his stomach, scowling as he realised she would leave, again. "How unfortunate". Turning around, he gave a last fleeting glance at the alluring woman, before walking away. 'Maybe next time, sweetheart'.

You did come back, however in a state he was less than happy to see. Bruised, shaking and tear stained, your clothing was wrecked, kimono hanging loosely on your thin, weak body as you laid helplessly on the frozen ground. "Pathetic, how did you let them use you so horribly? Weakling". You seemed to be in a deep sleep, raggedly breathing and whining from the sting of your freshly cut wounds, blood painting the snow a scarlet red. "We can't let you just lay here, can we?".

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Gently opening you eyes to the warmth of a muscular figure, you stared up at the sight in front of you. A man, no, what looked like a beast with four arms and vividly pink hair was carrying you. He had strange, black markings all over him, giving him an intimidating aura. 'Ah' you thought to yourself, 'this must be another one of his servants, coming to collect me'. You knew it was hopeless to try fight back against him, so instead you watched him, admiring the sharp features on his pale face and his muscles, that flexed and contracted with every step he took.

Where were you? Trying not to appear as if you were awake, you looked sideways through your eyelashes, only to be met with pitch darkness. 'This doesn't seem like the route to the village. Maybe he decided to take a shortcut?'. Thoughts swirled in your bruised head, making it throb painfully. It took all of your strength not to let out any signs of discomfort as you squeezed your eyes shut, waiting to be put down.

The beast just kept walking. Looking up at his face yet again, you knew you should've been scared, suspicious, or at least upset. You felt the opposite. The warmth he radiated throughout your small figure, the comfort you felt in his arms was unlike anything, anyone had done for you. Your so-called husband hadn't even made you feel this way.

Now realising how you could feel every inch of his muscular body, pressing up against yours, your cheeks dusted a light pink, looking away from him.

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Sukuna found it rather cute, as much as he hated to admit it. It was adorable how naive and innocent you were, blushing at the sight of a monster like him, unaware of how powerful or mad he really was. He showed no signs of knowing you were awake, enjoying the pleasure of being stared at by you. Oh how he had waited for this moment, to finally be noticed by the beauty of the village, they called you. Y/N L/N, the most sought out woman of the mountains.

He had first heard of you from another curse. "Real beauty, that little bitch is. Think she could take us? We could gather all of the mountain curses and fuck her stupid", he had discerned the croaky voices of a few of them laughing and chuckling, walking through the meadows. It made him curious. Sukuna wasn't one to give up easily, neither was he one to search all over villages to find the beautiful woman. Yet he was curious.

When he did find you, laughing and beaming with all your joy, he finally understood why you were considered so gorgeous. Your smile, your long, wavy, dark hair that rippled in the breeze and your eyes, they reminded him of the lush, green rainforests of foreign lands. You were an all in one package, perfect to breed and perfect to show off. That was certainly attractive.

Yet as he watched you over many weeks, he found many more things he admired about you, realising how much he wanted you to be his. He could have you sit on his throne with him, be the perfect wife. You could carry his heirs, he could show your beauty off.

Sighing as he flicked through his recent memories of you, he couldn't ignore you any longer. "Kid? You awake?".

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You couldn't ignore him any longer either. "I-I'm sorry, I was going to g-go back, but I-", you stammered, shaking once again as tears threated to leak out of your eyes. "Who do you think I am, Kid? A lackey? I just saved your weak ass", you heard his deep voice rasp, looking down at you for the first time.

"S-saved? From who?". You knew who. "Who do you think? That man at your house, treating like a damned slave". You didn't reply to this, looking away from his sharp gaze.

"Thank you, um,", "Sukuna, Sukuna Ryomen". He answered quickly, giving you a grin. "Thank you very much, Mr Sukuna Ryomen, but I must get going now, I need to go back-", "back where? that shit hole you call a home? come with me".

He added with a whisper, "I'll give you everything you need. Riches, love and a life of comfort". That certainly did seem like a nice idea. "But what about-", "Shhh, sh, don't worry about that asshole, I'll take care of him, hm?". Grimacing as he thought of how disgusting your old, fat husband was, he looked down at your purple wrists. 'I'll treat him as well as he treated you'.

The beast kept his promise, suprisingly. As soon as he had uncovered your eyes and put you down, you felt yourself bouncing on what seemed like a soft mattress. Looking around, you saw yourself in a room double the size of your house. "This is your home, sweetheart. Anything you need, you ask me". And so you did.

Every evening he bathed you, massaging your shoulders with his calloused, rough hands, never doing anything you weren't comfortable with (although it took serious self restraint). He fed you with platters of hot, steaming food, prepared fresh by the hundreds of servants he owned, spoiled you with countless, colourful kimonos and glimmering jewellry and showed his secret admiration of you through staring at your blushing face any chance he got. Sukuna never admitted to himself or anyone else, but he truly was lovestruck.

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You were too. It started off as small blushes, little thumps in your chest whenever he was close to you. Now, you felt yourself sinking into a mind numbing love, an admiration, respect. Anytime he wasn't around, you thought constantly about him, his grins, his incredibly attractive body and personality. He wasn't like the others. Sukuna Ryomen, was different, just like you, and that's what made you fall in love with him.

Now and then, you did think about how angry he would be, how he would be looking for you all over the mountains. It worried you. Whenever you did think of this, however, Sukuna almost immediately read your mind. Chuckling, he always replied with the same answer, "That pig isn't going to bother you anymore, trust me sweetie".

You also thought about how strange your situation was, how lucky you were, being picked up by a savior in the middle of your neverending days of distress. It was almost too lucky. "Sukuna? How did you find me?", you asked him one day, rubbing your cheek against his forearm as the two of you laid in his bed. "You were laying helplessly on the forest floor, bleeding and sobbing. You looked pitiful and weak, so, I graciously took you to my palace", he grunted. Turning around, you looked him right in the eye. Ever since you were a child, you could always tell when someone was lying. Sukuna wasn't an open book, unfortunately, unlike most of the villagers from your hometown. He was unreadable. "Why are you doing this? Your a beast, you shouldn't be treating me so well", whispering against his chest, you wrapped your arms around his waist. "Just felt like it, sweetie. Don't stress over it too much".

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Weeks turned into months, months turned into what felt like years. Sukuna and you lost track of time under the swirling masses of snow, hot sunshine and dancing cherry blossoms. By now, you truly had fallen for the monster, involuntarily remaking a story being written thousands of miles away, far in the West.

Sukuna was your beast. You were his delicate beauty.

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Staring at his wet, muscular figure, glistening in the moonlight, you decided you couldn't wait any longer. "S'kuna, I've stayed here for a while now". Raising his eyebrows expectantly, he walked over to you, picking you up with his strong arms and dropping you into the swirling, crystal clear water. Sighing, the beast peppered little kisses along your neck, waiting for you to continue.

"A-and I really like y-, I mean I really like it with you". "And? Your point sweetie?".

Looking back at his grin, you knew the words had slipped out of you too easily. "I've begun to like you-", Sukuna didn't let you finish. He smashed his lips on yours, roughly biting on your sweet flesh and groaning with pleasure. Pulling away, he licked his lips. "Your innocence, it's irresistable darling".

Your face was as pink as his hair. "The answer to your question?", laughing, Sukuna ran his hands through his hair as he stared down at your face. "Isn't it obvious, sweetie? Your mine and always have been. I wouldn't be doing all this for you if I didn't like you, no. Love you. Now just sit back and relax, let me do everything for you".

You must have had an odd expression of confusion on your face, because Sukuna continued lazily, "It isn't that hard to understand darling. The dominant is as dependant on the submissive as the latter is". Lowering himself, so he knelt down and had his hands on your knees, he smirked. "Neither can survive without the other".

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~The End ~

Authors note

that wasn't actually supposed to be the end but i ran out of creative ideas ＞﹏＜ if you liked this, let me know if you want a part 2; maybe with a pregnant reader and some smut scenes?

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