So As I Am Writing Saint And While Doing Some Looking Into Kitsune Folklore I Came Across The Legend

You wake up slowly. Your body feels so sluggish as you roll over on the mattress. The warmth of the blankets beckon you back to sleep and you almost let yourself fall back asleep.

But you didn’t fall asleep in bed last night.

Opening your eyes slowly you see a dark room. It takes a minute to adjust to the darkness then you see that you are laying in a large black four poster bed. Long black curtains fall down from the top of the frame, shielding you from the rest of the room.

Where are you?

A rustling from outside the curtains catches your attention. You look towards the noise and a voice calls out to you.

“Lady Kore?” A figure gets closer to the bed, “are you awake?”

You shuffle back against the headboard, not knowing who will be behind the curtain. A hand moves the fabric over so he can pop his head inside to look at you.

A boy who is maybe fifteen at most looks over at you. He has dark hair and brown eyes. His eyes have dark circles under them like he has not slept in years. Despite his eye bags his face is kind and he smiles at you.

“I will get My Lord for you!” He says and leaves the room.

You are left alone with more questions than you had a few seconds ago.

Who was his lord? Did he bring you here? If so, why does he want from you?

Soon the sound of heavy footsteps enter the room. You try not to seem afraid of the approaching presence. Squaring your shoulders you watch as a tan hand moves the curtain away from the post to let you see him.

The man from the party looks back at you. Both of you stare at each other for a while, his lavender eyes trace your face as you try to decipher his motive.

“I am sorry for startling you, Lady Kore.” He says and put a hand to his heart and inclines his head. “I found you asleep and brought you to my home to make sure you were alright.”

That makes sense, you passed out against that tree so anyone who was decent would try to make sure you were okay.

“It’s- it’s fine! I was just disoriented by waking up in a bed rather than where I was.” You try to reassure him.

“If you are done sleeping I will not keep you.” He says and reaches out a hand to help you out of the bed.

You study his hand for a minute, debating taking it. Slowly you grab his large hand and he helps you out of the bed. His hand lingers for a few seconds before he withdraws from you.

“Thank you,” You smile at him. “What can I call you?”

He blinks in surprise before grinning,

“Suguru, My Lady.”

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My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.

I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.

My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.

I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.

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Help Nadin Keep Her Life Stitched Together

My name is Nadin I’m a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on — to hope, to our families, to any piece

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.

Me every morning: wow I have got to get more unapologetically cringe

Okay so far for the Tarot card inspired set of fics I have four cards.

The Empress

The Moon

The Star

The High Priestess

me when I'm insane about satosugu

Your first husband died peacefully in his sleep. You had nothing to do with it.

You did want his money but that was another matter!

He was on the verge of death anyway so getting into his pants (and pockets) was extremely easy. You made out like a bandit with most of his fortune. It set you up for life, you were thankfully done with old men and their money.

That was until you saw the detective that sauntered into your house. He was tall, toned and tan. Your mouth practically watered as he talked to you in a sweet tone, like you were truly in mourning for your husband.

“Suguru Geto.” He had introduced himself with a firm handshake.

You had practically melted into the floor.

Apparently your dead husband was in an embezzlement lawsuit before he passed so he came to investigate the house for evidence. You didn’t really care but you played the part of grieving widow all while subtly flirting with him.

He didn’t seem to notice or he didn’t say anything. As he goes through the files you try to think of a way to get him to stay longer. Nothing comes to mind and he leaves you with a small pout on your lips.

Opening up your phone you click on the sugar baby app you frequented before getting married. What’s one more dead old man if you get to see that detective again?

Fanboy!Gojo who basically becomes a sugar baby for Guitarist!Geto and Singer!Reader.

Gojo was against it at first he had reluctantly accepted the gifts and money that you two shower him with. Clothes, jewellery and food are all given to him as if he didn’t have any money of his own. His pride couldn’t take not paying for himself but his resolve begins to waver after a while.

Eventually he fully accepts his role in the relationship, his walls dropping to let You and Suguru take care of him.

Heaven is here- if you want it - Preview

Summary - Who knew that picking up that old book from the antique shop would lead to you accidentally summoning a demon? Not you.

Pairing - Demon!Ryomen Sukuna x reader

Content - Fluff, CRACK, smut, Sukuna’s wonderful personality, the curse of all archaeologists and historians to accidentally summon things they shouldn’t

The man now standing in your kitchen is tall, much taller than any regular human. He probably has about a head or two on you if you were standing on your toes. But that isn’t the only thing that is off about him. Two horns are on his head and twist back like a ram’s horns.

His red eyes look around your messy kitchen in confusion. He also looks somewhat disappointed and you can’t blame him. You were a poor college student and couldn’t afford a good apartment unless you sold your soul for it. But as he glares at it you feel a little offended. It may be a shitty kitchen, but it was your shitty kitchen.

Eventually his eyes settle on yours.

“What do you want from me?” His voice seems to boom in your kitchen like he was talking into a microphone.

“Who are you and how did you get into my apartment?” You counter his question with one of your own.

“You summoned me.” He tells you like you were stupid.

“I am pretty sure I didn’t-”

The man -demon? you can’t tell- groans and rubs his temples like you were the one inconveniencing him. After a second of you staring at him, he speaks again.

“Sweet lucifer.” He curses and joins you on the floor. “Let’s just get this over with.”

My first post on tumblr of a fanart of gojo :)

The Greenhouse

Suguru Geto

Hades!Geto

Detective!Geto x Serial killer!Reader

Yandere!Geto

Satoru Gojo

Clan leader!Gojo

Nerdjo

Fanboy!Gojo

Little blue dress

Ryomen Sukuna

Demon!Sukuna

Yuki Tsukumo

Outlaw!Yuki