Summer Mornings

Choso dating headcanons

TW: fluff, choso being a cutie patootie, mention of insecurities from Choso's side and possible grammar errors

A/N: guys pls send requests for oneshots, headcanons, LITERALLY ANYTHING!!!!!

Okay so if you ever manage to get in a relationship with him, congrats! You're his first ever girlfriend :))!

He's inexperienced (obviously) with relationships :(( he's trying to be the best boyfriend he can be for you!!!

He gets all of his dating advice from Yuij.

Yuij once told him that humans like it when their partner gifts them flowers. So the next day you got a gigantic bouquet of different kinds of flowers, because the poor bby didnt know which type you liked, on your front door with a handwritten letter from Choso <33

Sweet boy has a whole love confession written there, saying how he misses you so much whole he's on his mission, promising he'll take you out to see Human Earthworm 4 :)) (Yuiji's suggestion!)

His favorite thing to do with you is taking walks while you tell him about your day. He likes how excited you can get when you see something cute.

I feel like his little pigtails are like cat ears, so when someone (you) calls his name, then his pigtails will turn upwards

He's really clingy, if you leave the bed to use the bathroom, he'll be pouting and clawing at the door, asking you to let him in to make sure no bathroom curses get you!

Sometimes he gets insecure about the fact he's a curse :(((( so you need to give him many reassurance smooches on his face to make him feel better <3

He sometimes brings Yuij over to hangout with the both of you!

One time you took him to get icecream, and he complained about it being too cold..

If you're not there to cuddle w/ him in bed, he cuddles one of your plushies bc your warmth and fragrance still lingers on it :(((

He likes it when you play w/ his hair <3 He'd also love to do your hair!!

If you have a skincare routine, he tries to help and memorize your routine so he can do it for you if you're ever too tired to do it!

That's all, thank you for reading till the end <33!!

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Guys I've been wondering something

So after I posted the first part to "Reincarnated Hearts" (my Sukuna fic) I didn't really like the storyline

So here's my question to you guys.

Should I discontinue this story and write a different one, or should I continue the current storyline?

Guys my links suddenly didn't work on the website and idk if it was on mobile too but I fixed it

Idk how long that was going on so apologies 😭

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Dating headcanons

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JJK men x Autistic!reader

Guys I was chatting with a sukuna ai bot on c.ai and he suddenly mentioned that he can get pregnant 😭😭

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行かないでくれ。Please, don't go.

Trueform!Ryomen Sukuna x elder!Reader

Tags: Angst with no comfort, ooc Sukuna, Sukuna calls reader 'wife' so fem-alligned!reader ig?, dementia and death

A/N: So like I had a depressive episode and now I want you all to suffer

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It was a quiet summer afternoon. You were perched under your favorite sakura blossom tree. Your husband, Ryomen, was sat right next to you, his four eyes closed and your hands in his, fingers intertwining.

You had just scattered some seeds on the ground for the ducks to eat. Now you were looking as they pecked on them, a smile on your wrinkled face. You could hear a huff next to you, and when you turned to look at your husband, you were met with his crimson gaze on you, a half smirk on his face.

"You should stop feeding them. They're fat enough as is."

You rolled your eyes at that, leaning your head against his broad, tattooed shoulder. Your boney thumb caressed the back of his hand out of habit.

"You always say that. They're not even fat."

Ryomen let out a 'tsk', one of four his hands coming to rest at your head against his shoulder, caressing your soft, grey locks

"Yes they are, wife."

It was a routine the two of you have established, you would always be sitting under the same sakura blossom and converse while you fed the ducks. One day, you were both sat under it again. But this time, you didn't scatter seeds like you usually did. Ryomen hummed, brushing your silver locks through his fingers.

"Hmph, finally decided they were fat enough, haven't you, wife?"

You looked around a bit before looking up at your husband, as if making sure he was talking to you despite the fact you were alone.

"Ducks? What ducks? I don't see any."

The salmon haired curse looked down at you with a raised brow, clicking his tongue before replying with a grumble in his voice

"The ducks you feed everyday, obviously. Don't play games with me, woman"

That just seemed to confuse you even more. You don't exactly recall feeding any ducks.

"Ryomen, I think you hit your head, I never fed any ducks."

Your husband had to hold back a remark. It was strange that you forgot something you do daily. But he could sense you weren't lying, so how was it possible? Unless..

The King of Curses cleared his throat, gently rubbing your side with another arm

"It's getting late, let's go inside, wife. Uraume made your favorite."

Your eyes brightened a little at the mention of your favorite food. A smile spread over your wrinkled lips. Your frail, boney arms went to use Ryomen as your support, your legs shaking as you slowly got up. Once you did, your husband handed you your cane and supported your back with hand, stabelizing you.

After a delicious lunch with your husband, you were sat on the bed. Your eyes gazed through the room, as if in a trance. When Ryomen entered the room, he noticed you mindlessly gazing. He sat next to you on the bed, looking down at you.

"Ryomen, where am I?"

When that question left your lips, The Cursed King's eyes widened slightly. Forgetting a part of your daily routine is one thing. But forgetting where you are is something he wasn't hoping for. He let out a sigh, placing his hand over yours

"You're home, wife. In our bedroom."

Your mouth went into an 'o' shape, realizing slowly where you were

"Oh, what was I going to do?"

Ryomen breathed out through his nose in slight irritation. Not because of your question, but because of the reason why you were asking those questions.

"You were.. about to take a nap, wife."

His arms went to slowly lift your legs up once he said that, draping the covers over your wrinkly, old body. Once you were properly tucked in, he pressed his lips against your forehead, kissing it softly.

"Rest well, wife."

He mumbled before slipping under the covers next to you, holding your body close to his with a gentleness that he had achieved over the years of being married to you.

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Day by day, your forgetfulness had gotten worse. During breakfast, you didn't recognize his loyal servant and cook, Uraume. When he brought you to the koi pond you loved so much, you didn't look at it with the same fondness as before.

Despite Ryomen's distaste for humans, except you, he had brought you to a doctor, who said you had an 'umbrella disease' called dementia. Which made you forget little and big things from your daily life. When Ryomen asked if there was any cure, the doctor shook his head. It made your husband's non-existent heart drop, the bit of hope he had for his wife to be 'cured' was gone.

But he stood strong.

Everyday, he would do small activities with you, like going on a picnic date. Not just for your joy and happiness, but also for the small thread of hope he had that maybe you'll remember some things from the past, like the outings to festivals you two always had.

But alas, just as the doctor said, much to his dismay, you never could remember. You just kept forgetting, and forgetting. It was a part of the life of a mortal.

One quiet evening, you were sat on your favorite reading chair next to the fireplace, reading a book. Atleast you didn't forget that, Ryomen thought, who was sat on his own chair next to you. Your hands were held together, fingers intertwined. At a certain moment, the silence was interrupted by your voice, whispering softly.

"Ryomen.."

The pink-haired curse looked to the side. Your book was shut closed on your lap, and you were staring at the fireplace. His brows furrowed as he went to kneel infront of you, his thumb caressing the back of your hand

"Yes, wife? What is the matter?"

You breathed in deeply, your eyelids heavy and your lips quivering ever so slightly as you breathed back out

"I love you.."

It was at that moment that The King of Curses realized that your cursed energy had faded away, like sand escaping through his fingers. He couldn't feel your heart beating, and he couldn't feel your warmth anymore.

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You had left him.

And he couldn't even tell you he loved you back.