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    Sukuna has never known a life without his father; Yuuji's life starts and ends with his son.
    The house they live in, just the two of them, has always been a symphony of angered yells and slammed doors, of sharp words and words unsaid. That already frail balance breaks after what seemed like just another fight, and, from there, their pasts, presents and futures become one, all hanging from the family tree.
    Much like illness and features, unhappiness is genetic.

    “I’m not afraid, as long as you’re here.”

    There’s something hidden in there, between Yuuji’s words, in the ditches between breaths, where Sukuna couldn’t look without falling and hurting himself.

    Sukuna doesn’t usually mind hurt. But to be hurt right inside Yuuji’s lungs would be bleeding in a shark’s pool – and, as of lately, Sukuna has already starved this shark enough for it to be dangerous to be wounded around.

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    There can’t be any certainty on who was the first one to attack, the young lion or the old leader of the pride – after all, they are both viscerally hungry, haven’t found one satiating prey in such a long time that small animals were barely enough anymore to satisfy their stomachs.

    The time of the cannibals has come.


    Or: Marc finds out that his god was but a man.

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    On the edge of an unknown danger, a boy finds an ancient artifact, a mummified finger, right in a place that he thought he was so familiar with, and swallows it down, for a stranger’s soul to settle in his heart, right next to his own.
    Yes, this story has already been told.

    He finds himself reduced to nothing more than some entity, trapped in the back of his own head, his own ribs turned into a birdcage that he could barely look through the bars of, wasn’t he so tired.

    Only vaguely, from a sound, is he aware of his own lips giving out a fascinated whistle – the boy has never learned how to whistle – and saying some words he can’t quite make out, not because of some quality in a voice that has never belonged to him but because his conscience is already drifting away from him. Sleep swallows him, as he lays locked up by a stranger in the attic of his own house.

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    Something horrible happened, yesterday night.
    Yuuji doesn’t remember what that was, but he knows that he needs to look for Sukuna’s soul in the body next to his.

    Yuuji should be horrified far more than he is amazed, with no disgust reaching him even with the ooze of putrefaction that is already snaking out of the helplessly parted lips instead of a breath, and yet he can only stare in awe, conscious that this is not just his twin’s corpse, before him.

    He’s looking at his own death.

    this work participates in the itasuku week event. day 7, prompts: body worship, necrophilia.

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    Yuuji swears that he can save Sukuna, but there is no running from the end of time.

    In his inescapable hold, tender and violent, comes to him a notion that had been written in blood where their bodies met, blood wasted as all his efforts at learning to safeguard himself and transform his monstrosity into a weapon and an armor to protect his own core.

    Not the neighbors or the mean children on the playground or the bullies in the streets or the stray hungry dogs – no one else but Yuuji was ever meant to be able to destroy him.

    And do so bit by bit, bite by bite.


    this work participates in the itasuku week event. day 5, prompt: lolisho.

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    Yuuji is the golden boy of the local church, poster child of the youth group and darling of every elder lady.
    However, his world is tilted on its axis when that hunger he never dared to name is satiated not by God’s bread of life, but by the flesh of the Devil himself.
    How deep can he plummet into Hell before he forsakes Heaven once and for all?

    The crimson blood of the rose window bathes the presbytery, with the column of the lectern and the gray block of the altar, and a crucifix hanging from chains from the rooftop in the vanishing point of the view, as if dripping from the gory wounds of Christ’s body and from his contracted eyes. It’s a picture of suffering itself, it’s a now shapeless and distorted mass of fading paint and rotting wood.

     

    And it’s upside down.

    Shivers run down Yuuji’s spine, terror flowing into his agape mouth.

    This is wrong. God has never been here, at all.

    Get out! Get out!

    He sinks further into the mouth of the beast.

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    Yuuji’s childhood is haunted by the ghosts of Sukuna’s hands, as he taught his nephew how to hate.
    But now, Yuuji’s turn has come to do justice, and be the one to teach his uncle a lesson.

    It makes sense, too, what he is doing now, holding the knife in his hand and knowing his blood isn’t destined to be spilled to feed the beast still. Sometimes he wonders if it was his fault for following Sukuna when he’d shown up in front of his school with his car the first time, or if it was Sukuna’s fault, for using Yuuji to soothe his own hunger. Perhaps, he finds himself thinking now, steps slow and relentless as he walks down the path of time itself, a procession to the inexorability of entropy, it was no one’s fault. Perhaps, it was always meant to happen.

    Perhaps, this was just fate rolling the dice and moving them on a game board through a losing game.

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    It’s been a few years since Sukuna and Yuuji moved together in the old house in the woods where they were born, and it’s a peaceful, little life that they have built together.
    That is, until an unidentifiable creature drops to the ground at one shot of Yuuji’s rifle.

    “I didn’t mean to shoot— I didn’t want to kill it.” Yuuji’s voice is less than a murmur, almost merging with the noises of the forest, harmonious with them despite the mourning leaking through every word, knuckles turning white against the dark metal of the gun. “I just wanted to… I don’t know, look at it closer. It was different, from anything else. It felt like it was hiding. Not just running.”

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    On the art of sex and the horror of safety.

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    Sukuna might have taken a comment on a live a bit too personally, and it is now spiraling into feelings he barely knew could be in him. All because of those stupid, damned golden eyes.

    “This isn’t about ‘properly’. She’s eating him to absorb him, assimilate him, I guess. For him to become a part of her. It’s about some intimate connection, kind of like sex.”

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    In centuries of existing on Earth, sex had never stirred much curiosity in Sukuna, as any other mean of human interaction.
    Never would he have imagined that it would have shaken him more than any other battle he’s fought before.

    He doesn’t like in the slightest the silence that follows. Like a calm before a storm. And, if he’s never been afraid of gods nor man, it’s renowned that the forces of nature aren’t something that can be reckoned with by any living creature.

    The brat is blinking at him, dumbly, as if stricken by some extraneous and otherworldly concept beyond human comprehension. “Wait. You mean you’ve never done it?”

    “No.” Sukuna’ answer is dry, barely slipping like fine sand through gritted teeth, and it’s vexing him that he cannot fathom why.


    This work participates in the Bottom Sukuna Week.
    Day 4 ; prompt: First Time | Dub/Non-con | Fantasy/Hybrid AU

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    In which Yuuji realizes that tears, shame and blood all taste alike, and that they are sweeter when it comes to Sukuna’s and his own soul.

    As if Yuuji couldn’t see the imperceptible shift backwards, the slight caving in of the shoulders, the fingers curling around the edge of the counter, Sukuna lets out a scoff in his face, warm breath crashing against Yuuji’s nose. “You’re misunderstanding this. You can’t hurt me.”

    [...]

    “Liar. I’m the only one who can.”

    This story participates in the Bottom Sukuna Week.
    Day 3; prompt: Dacryphilia | Somnophilia | Role Reversal/Swap

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    (Title translation: That you’re good, that I’m a beast.)

    July 1985, Tennessee.

    Sukuna Ryomen, retired soldier, has fed off hatred since his conception, and he’s always known that no other taste could satisfy him as much; as a fact.
    Little does he know all his certainties will be turned around when a stupidly helpful brat will offer to help him with his broken down pick-up truck.

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    When Yuuji Itadori left his small town in Florida and started hitchhiking through the Southern States, looking for the sense of life, he never imagined he would have found himself searching for it in such a hardened heart as Sukuna’s is.

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    Ghosts are real, and Naoya learned it because of Toji Fushiguro.
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    Naoya has learnt the art of summoning ghosts as soon Megumi Fushiguro entered the Zen'in household. Anything to see Toji one more, one more, one more time.

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