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JAJAJAJA SO SILLY SKETCH

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It's Sukuna, my art. Bruh...

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*Cough* Actually ☝🏻

I want to stomp my feet, clap my hands, meow, because every time the fact that Sukuna loves to eat is mentioned, I forget everything human that is in me. I have some issues, but guys, if he made me eat his cooking, I would eat it all and then him too, cause...because. This man is so simple, like.. "Wow, do you have a hobby?" "Eat. Oh, and fighting, actually...". UH, PLEASE–

I would love to experiment with molecular gastronomy. As if he would be interested in seeing new technologies of cooking?

AU! Sukuna either cooked everything exclusively at home, or went to those godforsaken places where some old people cook that divine home-cooked food, experimenting with spices.

Oh, and the most important thing. Everything on the plate should be edible. The guy likes to eat EVERYTHING. This guy eats a lot. This man is built like a tank, like that tall statue in the museum of ancient art. He's intimidating in size, but he's delicious. (genetics gave this man the ability to confuse me and fall in love, ugh)

And I just want to shake his hand, damn it. Just let us cook.

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Tigre et panthère

You know how it was possible to bring Sukuna into the light. Paradoxically, although he spent little time at home due to “underground” illegal affairs, but when he managed to stay at home, the bro DIDN'T GO OUT AT ALL, so everyone necessarily fell on you. A man literally had to be dragged by his legs to get him outside, to touch the grass, damn it...

One day you decide to take a short walk.

With a promise from yourself that you will buy that wonderful smoked beef..

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A huge man, almost 6.3 feet tall, stood at the glass doors of the newfangled center, his face wrinkled with displeasure

–Animals? Did you fucking bring me to the zoo? Seriously? – the man lowered his head to the woman below him, towering threateningly above her.

–Do you have any complaints, sir? You can take the damn map and go back, but you will never go anywhere with me again. And don’t you dare then grumble like an old woman that I changed you, accusing you of all the dirty sins of the world. – you spoke clearly enough, poison oozed from your lips. Sukuna's eyelids lifted and her expression became even more angry and dissatisfied. Turning on your heels, you entered the large complex. The tall man still followed you. Inexplicably. He always inspired that he would not succumb to your provocations. At least that's what he told himself. Sukuna clearly didn't want to come to terms with reality. He hates you for your attempt at influence. But the attempts were always successful.

Walking further down the corridor, you enter a dark room, completely oblivious to the huge, eerie shadow behind you. Well, there it is, let it wander. Having parted the curtains, area opens up in front of you, the only lighting in the room was the light bulbs behind the glass in which the animals were kept. Pandas, monkeys, koalas, gorgeous peacocks with their beautiful tails...But you came here for something else. After walking a little along the unlit corridor, you entered the next section, where the cat family was presented. Your eyes immediately caught a delightful, graceful black panther with sharp green eyes. It was a female with cubs. A wonderful sight. You sat down a little, the panther noticed you, approaching the glass. She blinked. The smooth, glossy fur glistened under the soft light of the lamp. Involuntarily you softened, your lips stretched into a smile. Considering that you have a bombay cat at home, this caused more feelings.

The large green-eyed cat glanced sharply to the side, slowly turning its head, as if watching someone. It looks like someone has entered. One person came to mind...

You turned around, noticing a dark figure standing in front of the section with the other cats. You quietly came a little closer to see the reason for the man’s interest. This is a tiger. A huge tiger was lying on the rocks, licking its paw.

The man was completely motionless, standing straight, like a soldier. It looked like he wasn't breathing at all. You moved away a little, approaching the glass behind which there was a tiger. Sukuna didn't notice you because of the darkness and your short stature.. In fact, and because his attention was completely focused on the tabby cat. You noticed that Sukuna's eyes were slightly squinted, his emotions unreadable. But you immediately made the assumption that he still liked what he saw. At least he was interested in it. And getting Sukuna interested is the hardest task.

–He shouldn't be here.

–At least they take care of him here too. You know, since not all countries have the ability to implement anti-poaching laws, he will be safe here.

–But they need to hunt. They are predators.

–It seems to me that during the time that he has been here, he has long been tamed.

The tall man first thought, then sighed barely audibly.

–He is..He is look good. Powerful.

–He is handsome.

Realization has come to you.

–Ah, I know why you liked him! - you narrowed eyes, voice became sickly sweet. – He looks like you! Black shelves like your tattoos, predators, impressive size...

–What stupidity – the man rolled his eyes.

–Are you outraged that I compare you to one of the most beautiful creatures in nature? – you mock.

–Okay. I have to admit... your theory almost has a right to exist.

–You're an arrogant moro-.. The man interrupted you

–I want to see a panther. – The man smiled slightly slyly.

BONUS

–Hello, sweetie. – You bend down to pet your green-eyed black cat.

Imagine your surprise when a second big cat ran out from around the corner with quick steps. Ginger. Striped. Cat.

–Hello to you too? Buddy... – A little uncertain and embarrassed

–He lives with us now - a tall, huge, threatening figure covering you with his shadow.

A small laugh escaped your lips.

–I don't mind, Sukuna. I never did.

The room became warm, and in chest became even warmer

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I had an idea: to write a super shitty story in which I psychologically beat the reader because I want to. I don’t know if it will be possible to fit it correctly into the world of jujutsu kaisen, but I will try my best. The only thing...I need to know who you want to see this with. There will be !no sexual scenes at work! but there will be enough events to make up for it.

You can also write some thoughts. Suddenly you have some good idea. Write, don't be shy.

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Everything is fine, everything is cool, but Toji with dad body from fucking tik tok... Muscles, fat, juicy meat...I want to eat him with teryaki sauce

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I made playlist for Sukuna (and Sukuna kinnie hehe)

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New strange random thought

Sukuna is loyal. I won't stop saying that he is NOT a whore, not a cheater etc. lmao.. He considers himself several steps above the rest. After 1000 fucking years, he remembered his chefs Uraume, kept them close to him. He let Yorozu come to him, but where is this girl now?

I think Sukuna chooses special companions for herself. At a minimum, strong spiritually or physically (or better yet, together). In addition, the bro has big problems with trust, his strength is alone, BLA, BLA.. In general, the guy would not have any kind of romantic relationship, but rather a partner in insult, murder (all the crimes of the world, paphahagffa). The highest degree of trust.

Besides, it seems to me that he is obsessed with trust. He would not forgive the betrayal, but he himself would hardly do it. Again, everyone is so boring, but he is so wonderful phpahajaja

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Jj freak

I DON'T JUDGE, I JUST SPEAK MY THOUGHTS

WOW, idk, but I really surprised by the Boxer!Sukuna trope. So, I did some research and I can confidently say that Sukuna is a true jujutsu AKA taijutsu freak. MAXIMUM – MMA (But it's a big question).

Of course, Sukuna is a master of battles and fights, the philosophy of struggle, strength... But I still want to make a big clarification that Sukuna is closely connected with the Heian era, and jujutsu is a truly Japanese martial art.

Yeah, okay, "but we're writing AU, why not, lmao." I’m not judging, no, just let’s think: boxing at least lacks freedom in kicks, only hands. In the manga, Sukuna puts up a good fight, but he also uses his legs, which is suggestive. Again, I say: restriction of certain limbs. Who are we to limit this wonderful guy? Let him use his legs!

Also, it seems to me that jujutsu is more rich in philosophical themes, since...Wow, JJK is not just a battle. This is a battle of philosophies as well.

"The main goal of ancient styles was to effectively kill the enemy; the main focus of modern jujutsu was self-defense"

Don't engage in direct confrontation in order to win,” do not resist, but yield to the enemy’s onslaught, only directing his actions in the right direction until he is trapped, and then turn the enemy’s strength and actions against himself.

Yes, perhaps a similar approach can be applied to other types of martial arts. But I think Sukuna is still an old ass lmao. (In addition, other types such as aikido, army combat, sambo, etc. originated from jujutsu.)

I can’t help but say that Sukuna really chooses her favorites and enemies “according to her spirit.” He has some magical chemistry with Gojo (AND WE'RE READY FOR THIS TALK). Sukuna gets frustrated when the enemy can't stay on the battlefield a little longer. Understand that if you look deeper, Sukuna does not have one goal to “win”. He already considers himself a winner, so he is interested in looking at OTHERS.

“If someone annoys me, I kill them. If I’m interested, I play”

Even now we see him clinging to the same Yuta in Gojo's body. Sukuna is not looking for a quick battle, oh no. Many people talk about the "Plotkuna", but let me say that Sukuna literally LOWERS to many sorcerers. (there was a metaphor with uncut gems). He is waiting for them to reveal their abilities. And wow, remember that Sukuna still puts magic and spirit above physical strength, he tested this in PRACTICE (black flash in Maki’s stomach, lmao).

The funny thing is the meaning. "Soft, flexible, pliable".

Additionally, in the manga, the main method of combat is hand-to-hand, aka taijutsu.

Why is MMA in question? It's simple: Sukuna puts pleasure above discipline. Lmao. (My opinion may be wrong, but professional MMA is more demanding in terms of athleticism. It seems to me that Sukuna cares less about the overall appearance (body aesthetics, for example). Of course, Sukuna and the genetic monster included, just... Fuck, he doesn't give a shit. Just don't give a fuck. Give the man a good fight, he's bored of crouching). Jujutsu is more universal in this regard, as the emphasis is solely on technique. Not excluding endurance training, etc., this is always mandatory). Yes, MMA is more versatile as it includes a mixture of many martial arts. But the technique in some martial art will suffer, so it is better to give preference to one thing. But, again, this does not prevent you from adapting. But jujutsu has more advantages due to its grappling and choking techniques, then boxing.

OKAY, OKAY, I’m not talking about “worse or better” now, what I mean is that Sukuna would choose Japanese martial arts if he really was a professional INSTEAD OF KILL DAMN PEOPLE IN THE GAILWAYS, FUCKING KILLER, YOUR MOTHERFU–

Nuh. We understand me, guys. But I really don’t believe much that Sukuna would go professional, since there are too many restrictions, and he is a free bird. He is destined to go down a crooked dark road. And using your favorite Japanese martial art techniques is a great tool for achieving your personal goals.

Heian freak, omagaaa

(I'm crazy pfff)

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So..I wanna write something about Sukuna. Give me ideas. (I don't write smut, violence against the reader. But I welcome violence from the reader themselves, lmao, because I'm not a masochist. Murder, age difference, etc. are welcome)

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Imagine: Sukuna is a chef, and you are a chemical technologist. One day you decide to experiment and try molecular gastronomy <3

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Note or problem

They love to make Sukuna out to be an aggressive, cultureless bastard, but the only person he really offended was Yuji, PHAHAHA. Sukuna is more of a teasing bastard + has a touch of phlegmatic in him. Like wow, I've seen people whose aggression is much more terrible and disgusting than the damn picture in manga.

Additionally, he is polite to both Urauma and Gojo and Higuruma. WOW, even with Yorozu he was smooth.

P.s. I don't like 80% of the works about the concubine!Reader because 1) Sukuna is not a damn brothel owner, he'd rather spit in people's faces than sleep with them, 2) WHY DON'T WE HAVE A GODDAMN ROD? Why can't we just fuck off or kill someone, damn it... Just make the bitch reader. A teasing, flirting, poisonous and nasty snake. Everything to need to balance the universe.

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Serious conversation

Question of the day: WHAT COLOR IS SUKUNA AND YUJI'S HAIR??? I know they are related, but in many of Gege's official works they have different tones, as can be clearly seen in the first picture. Sukuna has a more pink hair tone, even a cool pink on the cover (a trick of the light, perhaps), while Yuji is more...neutral?

It is known that Gege is colorblind for some colors, but wow, this is really difficult. Just look at Hakari, whose hair has gone from bright purple to cheap blonde

Gege did not comment anything about Yuuji's hair in the MAPPA anime.

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Random thought

1. Sukuna would definitely get you hooked on human flesh. Quietly, secretly.

2. If you are a woman, then his favorite days of the month are your menstruation. Forgive him.

3. Sukuna would also give you a try. Oh, he would be happy if you tasted his flesh. The highest degree of love from him to you. Accept this as a gift, as a blessing, as a heart ripped from his chest to be placed in your beautiful hands.

4. He would giggle like a damn girl if you accidentally made some mistake/tripped/hit yourself and said obscene words. No, he would openly laugh at you, because you are so angry, irritated and serious.

5. She becomes a gossip very quickly. The most important thing is that something terrible happens.

6. Cats. He had been neutral towards animals all his life, but cats followed him. Luckily, you were also cursed by cats. One day you couldn’t restrain yourself and bought a short-fur cat so that there would be no problems with the fur. You had your own house, so the cat lived there. When you returned from work, the following picture took you by surprise: A huge man is sitting on your bed, and a cat is hanging from one of his four arms. Black cat grabbed Sukuna's hand and falls into his other hand. You watched this little game for a minute until you started coughing.

– Well...

Now, you have a son-cat that Sukuna fights with for bed space, lmao.

7. Sukuna loves to chat about philosophy, life and jujutsu. He will be very happy if you are of the same opinion as him. Both are so evil and destructive...

8. You found some kind of bundle of paper on his table, where things were written in a chaotic order and in quick, careless handwriting, which you fleetingly recalled as “tasty, beautiful, interesting, favorite...”. He doesn't remember things like that well.

9. A man definitely has taste, but sometimes you can take the initiative and choose something nice for him. Kimono color, painting, something for the interior...After a while, he began to consult with you. It's not because he can't decide for himself, he's just curious to know if you'll actually argue with him. He deliberately took a different position to see how ardently you would defend your tastes. He likes it, I don't know why. Little moment.

He so tiger, cat coded 🤲🏻

look how handsome he is

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Warning : Cannibalism, very boring and dry, bad english, gn!reader, fanon!Sukuna , silly fiction ♡

There was almost no light in the big room, except for a couple of torches and wax candles on the table. Smell of fried meat, tart wine and incense. Usually you always arrive later than the king, since, of course, according to the classics of the genre, it was he who initiated all your meetings and shared meals. But today the cards were in your hands. And you, with great respect and admiration, decided to throw them to your master. Fear? No way. Excitement and thirst to see the reaction to such a gift burned inside you. You hoped he would take it right. He must understand you.

Like a tiger, a graceful predator, he walked to the table, to this huge table, which was bursting with the succulent flesh of his prey and other delights from the East. Sukuna is known to have a monstrous appetite. The king sat down, straightening the thick fabric of his black kimono. The contrast between him and you immediately caught his crimson eyes. More precisely... Your plates.

Your plate was empty while there were two plates next to his. One was also empty, but the one that stood closest had amazing content. A small piece of meat, no more than 2 centimeters thick... So small, one tooth, but sufficient for an ordinary person. But we should separately note the aesthetics and beauty with which the dish was served. Graceful burgundy lines and drops, and...small bloody-red flowers with figs. Why flowers? New Uraume style?

– What is this? A compliment from the chef? – Sukuna's voice was rough, hoarse and harsh, with a hint of sarcasm, breaking the dead silence in the room.

– Not really. But I beg you, my Lord, – you bowed, – taste this first, and then I will explain everything to you. – You glanced at Sukuna.

The huge man shrugged, his gaze relaxed, bored and tired. Taking a piece of meat into his mouth, the man tensed. This taste..Uraume never used this. This is something completely new. What's sweet and sour...Cherry? Cowberry? Slightly spicy at the end. It was surprisingly tender, not as fibrous as other meats he usually ate. It wasn't greasy but Uraume really managed to cook it..Perfect as always. But the question remained open: is this really a new introduction? Or is there something behind this new product? More precisely... Someone.

– This is.. Something new, – the man took a sip of thick wine, – What is this? New Uraume recipe?

– I must say that Uraume cooked this meat. But this is not their recipe.

– Whose?

You stood up from your chair and walked to the middle of the table so Sukuna could see clearly. Lifting the hem of your kimono reveals your thigh, wrapped in a thick layer of bandage, slightly stained with dried blood. Everything fell into place. You returned to your seat, without saying anything. Silence. Sukuna glanced at the empty plate.

Quiet snort.

The corner of Sukuna's lips twitched slightly, but you didn't notice it. The expression on his face became calmer, his muscles seemed to relax. In his own head, he gave the most sincere, childishly insecure smile, with a satisfied grin. His eyes narrowed, and he was already thinking about whether he should throw this table on its side right now and take you on the cold floor. Or maybe throw the contents off the table and use it for own purposes? Tonight, on this table, you were the main dish.

– My lord, this... This is my recipe. Ans my flesh. I asked Uraume to make it for you. This is the least I can give you. This is a tribute to you, this.. – you sighed, muttering quietly, – no matter how you deny it, this is my act of love. Only for you. Thank you for everything you have given me. Thank you that I'm still alive. Thank you for helping me find someone that I am truly...capable of loving. I understand that you think this is useless... I agree with you, but now I have to step back from this view. If it had been anyone else, he would have been abandoned long ago. Of course, my nature is to resist having someone over me and ruling me, but... You have become an exception. – Your voice dropped to a whisper. – You yourself know how difficult it is. Almost impossible... This is the first time I'm willing to give something without asking in return. This is the first time I'm giving anything at all.. This is the first time someone has been so close to me. It's scary and exciting at the same time. Sorry for being stingy. This is a big event for me. – you put your hand on chest, tilting your head down, waiting for Sukuna’s further actions.

– Great taste. This is... beautiful. – the man laughed. – Most beautiful. Thank you. – for the first time, he couldn't help but smile. So soft that it twists your stomach and compresses your your lungs and chest.

Gratitude will not keep you waiting. You might also discover a new taste. Special taste. Favorite taste.

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The cutest thing is that Sukuna's techniques are related to the kitchen. In fact, if we literally translate the manga from the original language, the theme of "eating" comes very well from Sukuna himself. My man loves to eat, I love him for it 🫀

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