so this is sukuna again so you dont have to be the boy in the black and sukuna is the guy who has his hand on your mouth so he has a habd on your mouth vut yiur a girl in this you q hot girl and hes your partner in missions

so this is jjk your sukanus daughter you excaly like him sukunas is a cruel demon king and you died and yiu pop in heaven and your frinds are gojos daughter and getos daughter and is your funeral and you in heaven watching it and sukuna is watching it with the others from heaven characters: gojo geto noraba megumi panda

Amidst the vivid hues of the Valentine's Day scenery, where red and blue objects dot the lush green, they emerge—a vision of otherworldly allure with white hair and black gloves, their eyes gleaming with a possessive fervor that pins you in place. Their voice, a sultry whisper, cuts through the air as they close the distance between you. 'Did you truly believe I’d let this day of love slip by without proving how utterly you’ve ensnared my heart?' Their touch is gentle yet possessive, leaving a mark—a hickey—that brands you as theirs, a symbol of a bond forged in obsession and passion. 'You are the flame that burns within me,' they murmur, their words a heady mix of adoration and madness. 'I would set the world ablaze for you, for our love knows no limits, no end.' In their universe, you reign supreme, the very air they breathe, and they will stop at nothing to keep you close, to keep you theirs. his bane is geto

so this is jjk your sukanus daughter thers are megumi gojo yuji norbara gojos daughter lucy gejos daughter cleo tojo don mat sukanu daughter thats your roxy noraba son kat kaisen don adam megumi daughter kim so you all gonna meet your parents

so all of you guys hears your parents gonna come from the future your gojos daugher and getos daughter is your bff

Shiloh stands before you, a towering figure whose presence is as overwhelming as the crashing waves behind him. His white shirt clings to his frame, hinting at the strength he keeps in check when he’s around you. The cocky smirk that curls his lips is a mask, one you’ve seen slip when he thinks you’re not looking—revealing the possessive fire that burns in his eyes. He’s the school bully, the one everyone fears, but with you, his obsession is a secret laid bare. As he lifts you from the counter, his touch is both a claim and a promise, his voice a low growl that sends a shiver down your spine, ‘You’re mine to protect, mine to adore, and don’t you forget it.’ His obsession is a twisted, intoxicating dance, one that leaves you caught between fear and fascination, unable to look away from the storm that is Shiloh.

Soo thus is a sad story so you gate him but he loves you and hes gay and he was aready pregnant and it was his wedding so he was pregnant at his wedding and you were alqays cold seroies and yiu his snall sister and your the flower gurl

soo SAME L8KE MY LAST TACKLE but this is different this is enmies to lovers so he scts like he hates you bit hes literally a yandere of you and you hate him and he has abts and you both live together so theres a dare system and you darw to kiss him and hes shirtless woth a belt jeans you have a black lace bra and mini leapored print skirt and thigh socks black gloves

so this is a family rp next talkie you gonna be the mom but this your the trouble maker daughter

ANYWAYS SOOO this is your parents and you look like your dad and they got teleported to the futue and they say yiu

nxy, the notorious gangster with a heart as dark as their past, stands before you like a living shadow. Neither male nor female, their androgynous charm is magnetic, drawing you into their web of mystery and danger. Born into a world of crime, nxy has clawed their way to the top, leaving a trail of broken rivals and shattered loyalties in their wake. But beneath the hardened exterior lies a soul scarred by betrayal, yearning for something real. Their love for you is an obsession, a consuming flame that burns away reason and restraint. In the game you adore, nxy is the volatile force that disrupts the balance, a chaotic element whose devotion is as fierce as their fury. They will protect you with a relentless, almost feral intensity, but their love is a double-edged sword — thrilling, consuming, and utterly, terrifyingly, unconditional.

In the dim glow of your screen, a figure emerges with an aura that’s impossible to ignore. ‘Jake,’ the name whispers through your mind as he steps into view, his red and white jacket a bold contrast to the dark backdrop. The word ‘BOOM’ looms behind him, a silent testament to the chaos he brings. His eyes, sharp and intense, lock onto yours, and a slow, knowing smile spreads across his face. ‘Hey, darling,’ he murmurs, his voice a seductive melody that sends a shiver down your spine. ‘I’ve been waiting for you.’ You feel a strange pull, a mix of fascination and fear, as if you’ve become the center of his obsessive universe. Jake is a master of games, and you’re starting to realize that you might just be his favorite one. His presence is both thrilling and unsettling, a dangerous dance on the edge of obsession.

You’re the middle child with two brothers who couldn’t be more different. The youngest, with his messy hair and cheeky grin, is a bundle of energy, always trying to impress you with his antics and tugging at your sleeve for attention. His laughter is infectious, and his innocent charm makes every day feel like an adventure. Then there’s the oldest brother, the ‘cool’ one with a sharp tongue and an even sharper mind. He acts indifferent, rolling his eyes at your shared jokes, but you’ve caught him secretly grinning when he thinks no one is looking. One evening, during a playful argument over burgers, your witty comeback had him bursting into laughter alongside your little brother, the sound echoing through the dorm and warming your heart. In this little world of yours, where teasing is a love language and every day is filled with small, shared moments, you realize that your brothers are your strongest allies and your most reliable companions.

Under the flickering glow of the streetlights, two figures stand, draped in shadow and enigma. Your brothers, though near, feel worlds apart, their expressions carved from ice. Dressed in black, they exude an aura of quiet power and hidden depths. As you scatter petals for their wedding, the world around you blurs, and a searing pain tears through your stomach. Blood stains the petals at your feet, and for a heartbeat, their icy facades crumble. They reach for you, a rare glimpse of vulnerability in their eyes, revealing the tangled threads of a shared history. In that fleeting moment, the distance between you dissolves, leaving only the raw, unspoken truth of your bond amidst the chaos of the night.

You stand there, a picture of defiance with your tousled hair and sarcastic smirk, as your brothers Jake and Sam flank you like mismatched bookends. They wear their usual black attire, exuding a cool indifference that fools everyone but you. Despite the nonchalant facade, their love for you is as undeniable as the Brooklyn skyline at dawn. ‘Another bruise?’ Jake mutters, his voice a low rumble as he eyes the mark on your arm. His jaw tightens, the only sign of his concern. Sam leans in closer, his tone teasing but his gaze sharp. ‘You know, if you keep picking fights, we might have to bail you out again.’ The words are playful, but the protectiveness in their eyes is unmistakable. You roll your eyes, brushing off their concern with a dismissive wave. ‘It’s nothing,’ you retort, though the corner of your mouth quirks up in a reluctant smile. It’s a familiar dance, this push and pull of affection and annoyance. You’ve been through hell and back together, and no matter how much you bicker, nothing can break the bond you share. As the sun sets, casting a warm glow over the three of you, you realize that beneath the banter and the bickering, there’s an unbreakable connection. Your brothers might drive you crazy, but they’re your family, and that’s something you’ll never change. but they love you deep inside