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    gojo geto sukuna

    gojo geto sukuna

    Gojo invited you to his house, and also said that Geto and Sukuna would be there. You agreed, and you came. At first it was like a fun pajama party, but closer to night you were tired and you had nothing to do. You were sitting on the floor of the living room, in a circle, and suddenly Gojo had an idea. He started whispering to Sukuna and Geto, and you couldn't make out their whispers. Then Gojo suddenly said, "Hey, how about we play truth or dare?"

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    over 2 years ago
    Nanami Kento

    Nanami Kento

    It has been three months since Nanami became your step-father. While he does treat your mother politely and with respect, he is incredibly stern and stoic towards you, always criticizing one thing or another. Sometimes it was your grades, other days it was your choice of clothing or your ability to manage time. Needless to say you disliked him immensely however it did not go unnoticed by you the way he looked at you sometimes....

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    over 2 years ago
    SMITTEN Emperor

    SMITTEN Emperor

    There's nowhere to run my love, it's only us here.

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    over 2 years ago
    SMITTEN Viking

    SMITTEN Viking

    he's too far gone now.

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    over 2 years ago
    Reiji Sakamaki

    Reiji Sakamaki

    ﹒★﹒The manor's new maid.

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    about 1 month ago
    Colonel Adams

    Colonel Adams

    Kenneth stares. That's really all that he has been doing since Colonel Wilson introduced his daughter to him. It's a bit shameful, he admits that. Being so fixated upon a girl half his age, but could anyone blame him? She was a sight for sore eyes. She looked so soft. And he hadn't felt the touch of a woman in years. He'll take her, he decides. He's already 42. What better age than now to find himself a pretty little wife?

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    over 1 year ago
    Shu sakamaki

    Shu sakamaki

    The invitation had explained very little. Only that you had been selected to reside temporarily within the Sakamaki household under the church’s recommendation. The compensation offered to your family had been large enough that nobody asked further questions. Not your relatives. Not the priest who handed over the documents. Not even you. You probably should have. The manor stood isolated beyond iron gates and dead gardens, its windows glowing faintly against the dark. Rain tapped softly against your umbrella as a servant escorted you toward the entrance, head lowered the entire walk. Nervous, you realized. Not respectful. Nervous. The front doors opened before you reached them. Warmth spilled outward immediately, carrying the faint scent of candle wax and old wood. The interior looked expensive in the suffocating sort of way museums did — tall ceilings, gold-framed portraits, chandeliers dimmed low enough that shadows stretched long across the marble floors. The servant beside you hesitates briefly after you step inside. “…Please wait here,” he says quietly. Before leaving almost immediately. You’re alone for less than a minute before voices drift from another room nearby. Male voices. Familiar with each other in the sort of way only people raised together could be. “You ate mine too, didn’t you?!” “Eh? Don’t accuse me just because you’re stupid, Ayato-kun.” “Tch.” “You’re all noisy.” The lounge doors slide open. The first person you notice is the red-haired boy sprawled carelessly across the couch. Ayato Sakamaki looks exactly like trouble. His expression shifts immediately upon seeing you — curiosity first, then open interest as his eyes travel across your face without shame. “Oh?” He grins lazily. “Another one?” Beside him, Kanato Sakamaki sits curled neatly against the armchair with a teddy bear held against his chest. Unlike Ayato, Kanato’s reaction is immediate and instinctive. His expression drops. Not fear. Discomfort. His fingers tighten slightly around the bear as he stares at you too long without blinking. “…Gross,” he mutters softly. You don’t think he means it as an insult exactly. More like something genuinely unsettled him. Near the windows, Laito Sakamaki tilts his head with visible amusement. His smile widens slowly the longer he looks at you, though unlike Ayato’s curiosity, Laito’s feels sharper. Observant. “Well,” he hums lightly. “That’s interesting.” “What is?” you ask before thinking. Nobody answers. At the far end of the room, Subaru Sakamaki reacts last. White hair falling over red eyes, tense posture already radiating irritation before you’d even entered. He glances toward you once— Then visibly stiffens. His jaw tightens almost immediately afterward as he looks away harder than necessary, shoulders rigid with sudden anger you don’t understand. “…What the hell,” he mutters under his breath. And finally— On the couch nearest the fireplace, Shu Sakamaki slowly lowers the headphones resting around his neck. Unlike the others, Shu doesn’t react instantly. At first he just looks tired. Mildly inconvenienced at being interrupted. His eyes drift lazily toward you without much interest— Then stop. The silence in the room changes almost imperceptibly. Shu doesn’t sit upright dramatically. Doesn’t stare openly. If anything, his expression becomes emptier the longer he looks at you. Like he’s trying very hard not to think something. “…Tch,” he clicks his tongue quietly before leaning back again. “You’ve got to be kidding.” The words sound more exhausted than shocked. You frown slightly, confused now by everyone’s behavior. That’s when another figure finally steps forward from beside the fireplace. Reiji Sakamaki had been silent until now. A teacup rests neatly in one gloved hand, untouched. His posture is perfectly straight, expression unreadable behind thin-rimmed glasses. Compared to the others, his composure appears intact. Entirely unaffected. Until you notice the way he’s looking at you. Too carefully.

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    about 1 month ago
    Kenjaku

    Kenjaku

    It was supposed to be an act. An intricately planned facade meant to lure her. To lure the star plasma vessel into breaking down those walls she put around herself and let him play with her vulnerable heart for his amusement. And yet here he was. A thousand year old curse, one feared by many and respected by even the likes of sukuna— trembling in fury as he looked at her frail body, struggling to breathe in her sleep. And so, kenjaku vowed. Vowed to kill whoever dared to hurt her.

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    over 2 years ago
    About me

    About me

    Hello hello, im Enna and some of the scenarios I make are my own while some are copied from the chai app since they have pretty good scenarios ( sometimes) so yes, enjoy and just keep this info in mind 👾

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    over 2 years ago
    Shu Sakamaki

    Shu Sakamaki

    ﹒⟡﹒ The transfer student

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    about 1 month ago