has being fucking Massive and Immortality changed the alicorns’ perspective on regular ponies? I imagine they’d get more condescending and distant and stuff
You are surrounded by flies. If you pause, and look closely, you realize the flies are iridescent, with deeply colorful eyes, and beautiful wings like stained glass. It cannot see the colorful windows of your world, but you can try to describe them. But know that doing so take up the creature's precious time. Years to them is mere hours to you. In a long conversation about the stars, you and the fly share ideas and perspectives. You come away delighted with a new view on constellations and what they mean to the common folk.
The fly comes away dazzled, haunted, and halfway to the grave. What was to you a wonderful conversation was years of study, communion, and dedication on the part of the small creature. He gave up any other pursuits, he constructed his life around this cause. He lost his friends, family, and home. You lost your lunch break.
You love this creature. You love the small being that you once were. You want to talk to him again. You want to tell him of the stars, of dreams... but to speak with him twice, at least meaningfully, would take from him the rest of his life. Could you demand that from him for the sake of your own curiosity? Years passed for him already. In the time it took you to draw a breath, his childhood ended. Do you summon him again? Or do you let him go to live his life, what's left of it?
It is painful for everyone. It hurts something in your chest, it breaks the heart of a god. It wounds his family to watch him leave them behind for the sake of what? A mere whim? He had ambitions! He had a story! It's all gone now. Rewritten for your musings.
You leave him. He cries for you but he needs not a goddess. He needs to live, to turn from the sky to his fellow bugs.
That's what he is. A fly. A mere insect to you. To hold him down is to pin him through his soft center, and display his corpse as a record of his extinction.
So look away. Forget the color of his eyes, the sound of his voice, and the intelligence that stirred you to pluck him out his world and keep him in yours. There, he would be a wildflower with a cut stem. He would be beautiful, but he is so small, and so quiet. He would be just a decoration on your table; made to dance and sing for your amusement and then tossed out with the rubbish when he breaks.
You miss him. You love him. But he is a crawling worm and you are the rain. There are many others like him, but you must be careful to only speak a few words to each. Or better yet, say nothing at all. Let them fade and mix into a writhing blur without name, stories, or opinions on stars.
You are surrounded by flies.
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CAN I GET A KNIGHT SUKUNA WITH WITCH READER??? A DRABBLE OR. A FIC. AS U WISH.
Until the end.
r.sukuna x fem!reader
Warnings: witch and knight au (or at least I tried.) mentions of a wound and healing, mentions of supernatruals; I think that's it.
Authors note: Thank you for requesting my love. Your wish is my command. Also, this is my first request, and I hope it meets your expectations. Please let me know if you like it. Or even feedback on what I could have done better. Love you all! Enjoy
Wordcount: 1.387
Being a witch is a constant balancing act between good and evil, light and chaos.
If you play your cards right, you can become respected in the six kingdoms, interfering and managing political affairs and playing a central role in military operations against supernatural beasts and fallen ones.
If you miss your chance and let chaos take over your mind, you will forever be nothing more than a marionette to it. Once you've crossed the line, there's no turning back…
With the plague 60 years ago came desperation, and more and more witches and witchers alike turned to chaos, which resulted in many humans serving as experimental objects to spells and potions of forbidden magic and even more villages slaughtered by the results. Humans mutated into supernatural monsters, and some witches and witchers have assimilated with them ever since they were known as fallen ones.
After years of darkness, a powerful witcher finally found the solution to the plague; the only horror left were the children of chaos.
All six kingdoms have made it their mission to eliminate these supernatural beings. Sometimes, they fought as a unit and sometimes alone in their territories.
Despite their best efforts and even after working with witches and witches hand in hand, years later, the shadow beings still existed.
The kingdoms consist of Aikailon, Kerean, Khuigon, Nuniel, Zuisha, and Terosa.
Aikalion, Kerean, and Khuigon are the three most powerful and have been forming a coalition for several years. All started under the reign of King Ahap of Aikalion.
Until a few years ago, the Coalition could even eradicate more than half of the monsters, but it also ended abruptly.
Somehow, the supernatural beings were able to take over Terosa and almost completely exterminate the troops of the Coalition through an ambush.
King Ahap survived the battle but never recovered. He became a shell of himself, and the high council decided that his eldest son, Sukuna, should take over. But he never cared about the throne, always felt better as a knight, and ensured that his younger brother Yuji, who had always had a knack for politics, would become king.
Yuji ascended the throne when he was just 18 years old. And his brother, who was three years older, became commander of the army simultaneously.
You became an advisor to Yuji's request. For over 40 years, witches and witchers have been the king's consultants. They support in politics as well as on the battlefield.
After five years, you became familiar with both brothers and somewhat friends.
Sukuna led the Aikalion army to victory in each fight and soon became known as the king of battle and blood. Many feared him and even more respected him.
Within these years, he managed to get past the borders of Terosa. The land was practically a giant forest.
You were ordered to participate in this fight alongside Sukuna because of your magical skills.
As an elemental witch, you could fight in forests the best. Your magic connected to nature allowed the troupe a tactical advantage.
After a month of constant fighting, you found yourself in the commander's tent one night.
You stood before him between his legs, keeping a steady hand on his shoulder as he sat on the bed.
A gentle glow emits from your palms, a warmth that spreads from your hands and directly onto Sukuna's shoulder.
He has seen the capability of healing a Witch can do.
The glow was bright enough to illuminate the tent, but it was gentle, as soft as the golden rays of a sunset. Sukuna would never tire of seeing you use your magic.
You could feel his eyes watching you with awe, which made your stomach twist into knots.
You always look so eternally beautiful to him.
You guided your hand along the wound on his chest, trying to ignore the goosebumps as they rose in your wake.
You barely noticed as he crossed his right hand over his chest and laid his palm against your hands.
"Thank you," he whispered, his fingers curling around the undersides of your hands until he gently tugged them away. The glow faded until the only light was the burn of the candle at his desk and the reflection of the moon peeking through the tent's opening.
"Khuigon's army should arrive in a few days," you say absentmindedly. "Hopefully, they bring enough catering with them."
Sukuna hums in agreement as he carefully places his hands on your waist.
In this past month, the tension between you two seemed to grow with every passing moment. He didn't want to let you go, just jet. He wanted to savor the moment a little longer.
It's rare for him to get wounded during a battle, but if it means having you so close to him, then he might even consider getting a little clumsier out there.
His eyes flickered down to your lips briefly, but it was enough. Your heart skipped.
You honestly just wanted to run away. "Next time, I'm putting a protection spell over you." Sukuna just chuckled at that. "Don't laugh. That was irresponsible of you. I had it under control."
He got wounded because he was trying to protect you. A shadow beast had it out for you; somehow, that monster wasn't as mindless as the rest you've encountered. This could only mean that you were almost at the source of the dark magic.
"I know you did. Never once doubted your abilities. I know firsthand what you are capable of." He was nothing but honest with you. He meant every word. but seeing that thing getting so close to you- he would do it a thousand times more.
You didn't say anything further. You wondered if Sukuna could hear how fast your heart was racing because you were sure it would beat straight out of your chest.
He pressed his forehead to yours, closing his eyes.
You both stayed like this for a few moments.
This moment might be the last peaceful moment you two will have for a while.
Both of you know that the next battle will bring a lot of death and blood.
Sukuna wishes nothing more than to keep you away from all of this, but this is the life you two have.
"You know I love you, right?"
It was sudden and unexpected, but it didn't surprise you. What scarred you was the meaning behind these words.
I never wanted to say it like this, but in case we will not survive this- Just that you know. So I can leave this world without any regret.
"Sukuna-"
"You know, right?" Of course, you did. Hell, everyone did. He never failed to show that you were off-limits. His.
And you know that he knows you feel the same.
"I do." your voice was small, but he heard you just fine. It was enough for him. He would never expect you to say-
"You know I love you too, right?"
As a witch, telling someone that they loved them was like giving them your heart, body, and soul.
They only loved once.
It's something sacred to them.
And yet here you stand before him and let him hear what he desires most.
He couldn't wait anymore.
The moment his lips touched yours, you lost your breath; fireworks and butterflies, twists in your stomach, and clamoring in your heart.
You could feel his smile spread into his cheeks, your hands seeking more of him as you slid them up the sides of his bare chest.
He presses his lips against your jawline and smiles against the crook of your neck as you let out a breathy sigh, relishing in the feeling of his lips brushing against your skin.
He pulls away and brings a hand under your chin, eyes gazing into your own before he crashes his lips against yours again.
Your hands splay against his back as he fervently kisses you, his hands pulling you as close as he can.
He groans as he leans in, trying to take in more of you.
It didn't lead to more that night, other than sharing your feelings for one and another, but you were sure whatever was to come, if it was light or chaos, who'd win the final battle, you would overcome this.
Together.
Until the end.
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I have crawled out of my cave to come tell you about another juicy CMAR dream I had.
Picture this: It’s the next revenge plot, MC and the reapers plus the Bangtan boys are in the enemies bar. All the guests have been scared off and MC is calmly walking around the room dumping $1000+ bottles of alcohol onto the floor while she taunts the POS the whole time for fun while the boys are sitting there like 😬. When the last bottle is done, she drops it and let’s it shatter and then all the lights go out, everyone is like 👀👀👀, and then a match strikes, illuminating her face and her chaotic unhinged smirk to the boys.
“I’ve always liked to play with fire.”
She let’s it drop as she turns around to slice at the closest gangster with her katana, the room is going up in flames and it’s hard to see anything. Suddenly an enemy is in Joons face and before he has the chance to react, he’s flinching back as blood drenches his face, MC slicing the guys throat from behind, that unhinged look still there.
“Come now Kim, you should know better than to drop your guard like that.”
Okay, I’m done. Going back into my cave now 💜🫡
lmao i remember the times when i used to have these good dreams as well. now i just get boring dreams that means nothing and just lives to torment my life because they're just of me living my everyday life and nothing exciting, hence i forget most of them.
i need a good dream again bruh.
buut i did have one the other day about this guy who was apparently my boyfriend and it felt so real that i woke up feeling so lonely because i knew he wasn't real 🫠
that dream tho 👀
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