Redid An Old Sketch, This Time With His True Form Proportions

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[papamin au 🐅] fall stroll 🍂

“love is worthless” said by sukuna..

yet turns into a “after all this time, i did love you.” he mumbles while holding a cheek into his palm. “naturally, i was going to love you.” fluff but angsty.

“did you ever love me, sukuna?” you mumble, watching him stand with a small smiled face, but remained straight.

“i suppose so.” he shrugs, having a young uruame in his hand as they stood next to him. “thats.. what i guess love feels like.”

“how the hell should i know what love feels like for you?” you spit, his face not wavering, but your heart demanding answers. “you have left me on my own many times before. even in death.”

“i didnt want to do so, y/n.” he says, looking down in his true state. “there were many times i wanted to protect you.”

“and yet, you didnt.”

“when i should have, if i say that i did .. love you.” he admits, patting the childs head and still watching you breakdown. “it felt wrong when you died, i mean that.”

“and yet, who allowed that to happen, ryomen?” you spit, turning your back and wiping your water line of your eyes.

a hand is on your shoulder, and you turn to see him.

“it felt right when you were around, for so long.” he says, a straight but fruitful face. “you had been with me for years, even when i tried to banish you.” he pulls you in closer.

you only listen, hearing uruame sniffle.

“if i vowed you something—“ he says, bending down to your height. “would you believe everything?”

“i might as well, you wouldnt let me not believe it.”

“i vow to love you.” he says, a few fingers meddling in your hair. “i vow to actually protect you. now, and in a new life. ill choose a different path.”

you remain quiet, watching his hand reach out and beg for you to take his. you place your hand into his, and sigh. “you vow?”

“ill seal it.”

type of photos their grandchildren found hehe

littol edit for the masses, the brain worms were Getting to Me. and bad. so bad.

someone take away my videostar for my own wellbeing

thinking about teen! nanami who looked at you with heart eyes when you both walked around the hallways of the busy school you went to, his heart fluttered at even the slightest nudge you'd give him. you were a little oblivious, but that didn't stop teen! nanami from repeatedly throwing hints and trying his best to get attention from you. especially when you walked down your driveway outside your house when he picked you up for prom— you had thought it was a friendly gesture. he took your hand in his, as teen! nanami danced with you in the hall, his face lit up as he twirled you around.

and finally, teen! nanami who watched you walk down the isle 15 years later, you still looked as beautiful as ever. stunning, majestic and he couldn't take his eyes off you. as you both said your vows, he couldn't help but remember— teen! nanami who thought it was a small, simple crush. now, adult! nanami was with you forever.

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