#I think my obsession with Sukuna is going to end up with me being able to draw hot manly men xDD esp with that Heian version hahaha

[zuzu-draws]

Rest Easy, He's in a good mood right now.

[emphistic]

MEDDLE ABOUT

SYN. Being co-stars with your ex-boyfriend of three months is basically hell; or at least, that's what you think. AKA: Sukuna wants you back, whether he's acting or not.

TAGS. actor AU, fem!Reader, mean!Sukuna, exes to lovers, forced proximity, sharing a cigarette, smoking, arguing, eventual smut, Sukuna likes to shut you up with his dick, cockwarming, answering the phone during séx, orgasm denial, dacryphilia, porn w/o plot, use of pet names: baby, sweetheart, pretty girl, my dear (mockingly)

WC. 5.4k (please read anyway 😞)

AN. requested by anon (you didn't specify any genre, so i just freestyled 🤷‍♀️), animated dividers by @/cafekitsune; i'm a sucker for actor AUs; available on ao3; MDNI

“I know you wanna kiss me,” you smiled, leaning closer to Sukuna’s face. Your noses were barely apart, and you couldn’t tell where his breath ended, and where yours started. To be honest, this was far more intimate than any other kiss scene you ever had to film.

“Yeah?” Sukuna grinned, getting equally as close. “And what’re you going to do about that, pretty girl?”

“. . .Fucking slap you, that’s what.” 

“CUT!” The director yelled, groaning in exasperation. “C’mon, people. I know it’s been a long day, but put your differences aside for the sake of one movie, will ya? When you receive your paycheck, you’ll regret all of this ‘huffing and puffing’ you two are both doing right now.”

You exhaled, pulling away from Sukuna. It’s not that you couldn’t remember your correct lines, it’s just. . . You couldn’t take it anymore. Being in the same room as him, breathing in the same air as him, starring in the same movie with him. Fuck, you hated this.

You and Sukuna had broken up exactly three months ago despite having what seemed like a pretty healthy relationship. Seemed is the key word.

Of course, you two had your ups and downs, like an ordinary couple, but what differentiated you two from a normal couple was the fact that you guys both juggled busy careers as an actor and actress. Being booked with interviews, PR stunts, and in general, movies, you and Sukuna didn’t have the ability to spend much time together. And, as if that wasn’t enough, there was constantly a multitude of women on his arm during movie premieres. Yeah, you knew those were all for PR, but still, it hurt to see your boyfriend standing with a woman that wasn’t you every day.

At first, you thought you could take it. Being an actress yourself, you had your fair share of rumors and made up scandals. But it came to a point where you couldn’t take it anymore. You and Sukuna broke up, consequently, and fans immediately voiced their opinions and concerns, bombarding Twitter with trending tags, and posting videos on several apps. The internet had been obsessed with you guys as a couple since the first movie you two co-starred in—which was years ago—so their complaints definitely weren’t for naught.

Originally, you thought that your relationship with Sukuna would end on good terms, but boy, oh boy, were you wrong. Sukuna, just mere days after your breakup, was spotted by paparazzi walking around the city with his arm around a girl you definitely did not recognize as one of his current co-stars. And to make matters worse, he had the audacity to hit you up and ask if he could come over to your penthouse right after.

Men, am I right?

You two may or may not have slept together as exes a few times after your inevitable argument about him and that new girl, but rest assured, you did eventually break things off permanently. Well, you thought you did. As if by fate, you and Sukuna were casted as co-stars in an up-and-coming romance movie that had your fans just dying in anticipation of finally being able to see their favorite (broken up) couple together on screen again.

To be frank, you were originally going to pass up the role as the female lead—seeing as your luck had landed you as co-stars with Sukuna—but your manager apparently really, really wanted you to work on the film, saying things like Think of how elated your fans will be and It’s an adaptation from a book that made millions and Just imagine all of the PR and promoting you could do. It took a while of convincing—and coercing—to get you to finally agree to the role since, after all, PR was the main reason for your and Sukuna’s breakup. But, honestly, you would be lying if you said there weren’t any feelings left for your ex-boyfriend, Sukuna.

“I think we should all take a breather,” Sukuna began, jeering, “before someone gets all hot and bothered by just being on the same set as me. Wouldn’t you agree?” Sukuna turned to you, an expression on his face that just made you want to punch him in the nose.

“‘Hot and bothered’, seriously? Don’t make me laugh.” You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest.

Sukuna tilted his head to the side, grinning. “Do you think I’m joking? I could feel the way your heart was racing earlier, when we had to shoot that hugging in the rain scene. Just admit it, this isn’t acting for you.”

He was definitely self-projecting, you scowled just by the thought of it.

“Oh, don’t give me that look, sweetheart. We all know how you really feel,” Sukuna teased, leaning down to your eye-level. His breath fanned your reddening ear as he whispered, “You want me so bad it makes you look fucking stupid.”

And when he pulled away, Sukuna added one last remark, “I know it’s been a long three months for you. Say, how’s that blondie treating you, hm? I bet his dick is as small as his future in acting.”

“Ryomen, just stop.” You shook your head. “It’s not like that with him, and you know that. Just leave me alone.”

You shoved at his chest as you walked off set, your assistants following you promptly with water bottles and towels.

In all honesty, you remembered it like it happened yesterday. Before you and Sukuna became boyfriend and girlfriend, your first meeting was in a movie that you both starred in as the female and male lead. It was a romance movie, of course, that was about a couple meeting on an island while both on individual vacations. You two spent most of your days on set in swimsuits and bikinis, consuming fake alcoholic beverages, and, consequently, sleeping together—after the tension just grew unbearable.

On and off camera, Sukuna had been growing an attraction towards you. I mean, who could blame him? You two had to be near each other while being basically half-naked. And, if your pretty face wasn’t enough to beguile Sukuna, your ass definitely was. From the moment he shook hands with you at your first meeting as co-stars, he knew he had to have you—acting or not.

That movie was the start of the skyrocketing of both your and Sukuna’s career in acting. Fans quickly noted how much chemistry the two of you had together, and how well you two could act out emotions and intimate scenes. What the audience didn’t know, though, was that you and Sukuna had started seeing each other a few weeks after shooting together.

Sukuna had invited over the whole cast and team for drinks after a successful movie premiere, and you two ended up talking and conversing in his kitchen whilst a little under the influence. You two hit it off, and learned that being an aspiring actor wasn’t the only thing you two had in common. One glass turned into two, and two turned into stumbling into Sukuna’s bedroom after everyone had responsibly ordered a cab home.

Waking up the morning after, and deciding it wasn’t just going to be a one night stand, you and Sukuna thus began your new relationship. At first, you two avoided being spotted in public together, but it came to a point where your relationship just couldn’t be hidden anymore and you both decided to go public. The internet responded almost immediately with cheers, enthusiasm, and occasionally, expressions showing how un-surprised they were. I mean, you two had been shipped together almost constantly; making it official was almost expected. 

Years passed, the honeymoon stage was over, your careers were more demanding and busy than they had ever been, and, well, you know the rest.

—

“Fancy seeing you here.” 

A grimace immediately made its way onto your face at the sound of Sukuna’s voice calling out to you from behind. 

“Hilarious,” you deadpanned, turning to face Sukuna as he sat down beside you and slung an arm around the back of the couch, “I was hoping the next time I saw you would be at your funeral.”

“A little harsh, don’t you think?” chided Sukuna, as he brought out a cigarette and lit it.

You crossed your arms over your chest, leaning back against the couch. “What do you want?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Sukuna leaned his face closer to yours, his eyes running down your face and naturally drifting to your lips.

“Unless you’re being your usual asshole-self, and here to annoy me in my dressing room, I’m afraid not.”

After you stormed off set, the director decided it was best to just call it a day and continue filming tomorrow. You went outside for a bit to get some fresh air, before deciding to return to your dressing room and get unready. Stripping down and putting on nothing but your robe, you had sat yourself down on the couch and picked up a magazine, planning on spending a few minutes relaxing before making your way home. Sukuna barging in, despite being off the clock, was something you definitely weren’t expecting. He wasn’t supposed to be here, and if someone found out. . .

“You’ll be in a lot of trouble if my makeup artist comes in here and sees you,” you commented. “Go smoke somewhere else.”

At this, Sukuna’s eyes flickered up to your own, and he removed the cigarette from his lips before blowing out the smoke right in front of your face. Your nose scrunched up, as if on instinct, and Sukuna booped your nose with a shit-eating grin on his face.

“I swear,” you began, snatching the cigarette out of Sukuna’s hands, “if I don’t kill you, I hope these will.” Now was your turn to put the cigarette between your lips. You inhaled, and took a deep breath. But, only moments after, the cigarette was out of your hands and abruptly stubbed on a nearby ashtray.

Sukuna looked at you with an intent look on his face. “As much as I find that hot, I’d rather I be the one damaging my lungs. Not you.”

“Looking out for little old me? How cute,” you smiled, your tone sarcastic. “I see you’re not over us, yet, hm? Did that new girl change your mind?”

You leaned closer to Sukuna, your shoulders brushing ever so slightly.

As soon as you mentioned that other chick, Sukuna rolled his eyes. “Oh, please. It was nothing, we didn’t even hold hands. C’mon, all we did was sit next to each other at a party, and now you’re on my ass about her?”

You shrugged, picking up the magazine you had previously discarded and flipping through the pages with faux interest. “Oh, really? Didn’t look that way to me. You two sure seemed buddy-buddy.”

“Like hell we did. Fuck, do you want me to bring up that twig you were with last week? Kid’s got no meat on his arms. Can’t even call him a man. Is that seriously how low you’re willing to go, babe?” Sukuna scoffed at your lack of attention to him. “Shit’s even worse than a downgrade.”

“You can think that all you want. But I definitely disagree.” You struggled to stifle a giggle.

Sukuna, furrowing his brows, narrowed his eyes at you. “The fuck do you mean by that? Don’t tell me you’ve seen his dick.”

“I dunno, have I?” You turned to Sukuna, meeting his gaze with an equal amount of irritation.

“Must’ve been pretty small, though, if you can’t even remember it,” Sukuna pressed, leaning closer to you, your noses touching, before pulling away. “Whatever, this is boring. Say, how about we get back to where we left off, and practice that kissing scene, hm? I think it’s a great idea.”

“Ryomen, let’s not. You know we’re done. Been done. We’re through.”

“You don’t really mean that.”

“Oh, is it not obvious? I think it was pretty obvious when you had the nerve to get with a new girl just days after we broke up. And then you have the balls to call me right after the paparazzi catches you two. Really, Sukuna? I don’t mind the idea of us ending on neutral terms, but . . . 48 hours? Two days after we broke up, and you’re already fucking some girl? Way to go, Sukuna.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself there, baby. We didn’t even kiss, did you see any pictures of us kissing? No. And, besides, it’s called provocation. Honestly, you should be praising me, because it worked in the end, didn’t it? I came ‘crawling back’ like one of your little bitch boys, and what happened? Oh, I remember; you let me right the fuck in to your apartment.”

As much as you hated to admit it, you couldn’t deny Sukuna. He was right. And, just the mere thought of what you two did after he hit you up brought heat to your cheeks.

The very same night after pictures of Sukuna and that new girl started circulating around the internet, Sukuna decided to text you:

hey pretty girl,

you up?

You were drying yourself off with a towel when you received two notifications on your phone, and when you saw the contact name, you frowned and turned off your phone without giving a response. Minutes after, there was a ring on your doorbell, and when you checked the camera, lo and behold, stood none other than the last pink-haired man you wanted to see that evening.

When you opened the door, wearing nothing other than a towel around your still dripping body, Sukuna couldn’t help but shamelessly check you out, deciding then and there that this definitely wasn’t going to be the end of your relationship. Of course, an argument ensued soon after, because that’s what life was like dating a dick like Sukuna. Luckily for you, however, Sukuna’s bulge in his pants was bigger than his ego, and so it made up for all of the playful bullying and teasing remarks that he frequently gave.

Sukuna—because he wasn’t born yesterday—knew his looks and charms fairly well, and often used them as a weapon or bargaining chip. That’s why, after you spent a minute or two berating and yelling at Sukuna near your front door, it only took the man one look into your eyes and one sultry comment to have you both stumbling into the . . . bedroom? No, you two had been apart for two days too long, and just decided to utilize your expensive kitchen counters for purposes completely unrelated to cooking.

The next morning, you two woke up—after getting just half an hour of sleep—and didn’t untangle from each other’s limbs until your manager called you nearly a hundred times, and forced you to get up and attend some interview or something. That, however, was not your last night with Sukuna. You two met up—intentionally or not—within the same week, whether it be at interviews or just random outings, and meddled with the other until one of you would fold (usually Sukuna) and consequently do something you would end up not fully regretting the next morning.

This affair continued until you finally came to your senses and blocked Sukuna out from your life in all ways possible. But, due to his bank account, Sukuna did end up purchasing multiple different phones just to be able to contact you. You may or may not have given in a few times, but in the end, you did end up leaving Sukuna for good.

“Reminiscing, are you? It’s okay, I’ve been doing that every night since you left the penthouse,” Sukuna laughed, noticing the way you went silent. You hated the way he referred to his place as The penthouse, and not, simply, his penthouse because, to be frank, for the years you both spent as a couple, you practically lived together despite having individual residences.

“What the hell, Sukuna. Just—Why are you even—?”

Sukuna cut you off, rolling his eyes. “I find it pretty hard to believe that not a single part of you misses me. Don’t lie; lying is a sin, y’know.”

“Sukuna—Excuse me? Don’t give me that shit. ‘Lying is a sin’ my ass. You must have to ask for God’s forgiveness pretty often, then. I can’t believe you want to call me a sinner, I mean, just—just look at you! You’re no saint, either, and you know that damn well.”

Sukuna raised his hands in defense, humoring you. “Woah, looks like I’ve been caught,” he laughed, before getting a little more serious. “But, don’t try to avoid the fact that you’re not innocent. Okay, we broke up due to not being able to make time for each other, and because of how much women I had to be around. Yeah, I get that. But it’s not like I was the only one taking up PR stunts. You did the same, too, didn’t you? So don’t try and paint me out to be the bad guy, when, at the end of the day, we did the same fucking thing.”

Irritated, you pinched the space between your brows. “I barely have any energy to say something to your stupid face right now. We broke up because of that, but also because of how much of a fucking dick you were and are. I knew you weren’t a total angel when we got together but—”

“Look. Do you want a nice guy?”

“. . .”

“Don’t feel pressured to answer, baby. We all know how you really feel.”

“Go. to. Hell. Sukuna. Seriously. This? Again? Do you even know how much of an ass you are? I should deserve an award for putting up with your shit for so long, God—”

“Yeahh, just keep talking,” said Sukuna in a teasing manner, as he leaned back against the couch, spreading his legs apart. You had never wanted to sit somewhere so bad.

“Are you fucking kidding me—mmph!”

You would’ve continued yelling and cursing Sukuna out for being such a dick had he not roughly pressed his lips against yours, immediately shutting you up. Because you still had some self-respect left, you fought back, throwing weak punches at his chest; but when Sukuna caught your wrists in his hands, you knew it was game over. Your muffled complaints soon turned to whimpers and sighs, as you shut your eyes and let your body do the talking.

Minute after minute, you gradually turned to putty in Sukuna’s hands. Fuck, as much as you hated to admit it, you had truly missed this. The feeling of his large, coarse hands roaming your body, tracing your curves, the feeling of his soft, but unruly hair under your fingertips, but most importantly, the feeling of his lips on yours.

At this point, you couldn’t even remember why the two of you broke up.

“Sukuna,” you murmured, pulling away for a moment to breathe. “We’re not together anymore. We shouldn’t—”

“Shouldn’t?” repeated Sukuna, eager to get back to where you left off. “Are you in a relationship with someone else? Am I in a relationship with someone else? No, and no. So enlighten me, my dear, why should we stop?”

“. . .” It was like he was challenging you, except, this time, it was a battle you could afford to lose. You wanted Sukuna, you really did. But admitting it was the hard part. You chewed on your bottom lip, contemplating every outcome, as Sukuna continued to stare at you with so much desire you could practically feel it.

“Are you hesitating because,” Sukuna paused, “—because you fucked someone else while I was gone?”

You sighed, swallowing the lump in your throat; you had never been more conflicted in your life. Placing your hands on Sukuna’s shoulders, you pushed back until Sukuna was sitting on the couch, and you were sitting on top of him—seated on his lap. As if on instinct, his hands made their way from your hips to the curve of your ass.

Sukuna gripped the globes of fat and muscle with a purpose, and let out an exaggerated groan at the missed feeling of you practically sitting on his dick. You were wearing nothing but a dainty, silky robe, and you clearly didn’t cross it over your chest too well, as Sukuna could see almost everything he had been missing out on during the past few months.

“Don’t even think about lying to me. I can feel you throbbing on my thigh, y’know.”

“. . .And?” You raised a brow; whispering in Sukuna’s ear, “What about it?”

Biting your lip, you let your hands wander up and down Sukuna’s neck, the spot you knew he liked you touching. When you broke things off with Sukuna, you didn’t know you could miss being able to trace his tattoos as bad as you did.

“Oh?” asked Sukuna. But when his fingers wandered up your robe, there was a sudden change in Sukuna’s demeanor, and he sucked in a breath.

“Adorable,” you laughed. “Cat got your tongue?”

“Shit, baby,” Sukuna groaned, “I bet you were expecting me to come and visit your little dressing room, huh. Even planned ahead and gave me a little surprise. Cheeky thing.”

Just seconds earlier, Sukuna’s fingers had been teasingly ghosting where you wanted him most, but when he noticed the lack of underwear you had on, he nearly lost it. You clearly weren’t making it easy for Sukuna to stay composed, he was sure of that much. Despite all of his belittling and teasing remarks, he definitely wasn’t as unaffected as he let himself seem to be.

“We’ve just been apart for so, so long.” You looked into Sukuna’s eyes, a faux pout on your lips as you looped your arms around his neck and pressed your tits up against his chest. “Can you blame me?”

“Fuck, girl,” Sukuna kissed his teeth. “You’re dripping wet. All for me?”

“Who the fuck else?”

Sukuna’s fingers danced around your entrance, collecting your slick as you pressed your thighs together, trapping his hand between your legs (not like he was complaining, though; that was probably the closest to Heaven Sukuna would ever get in his lifetime). “Mmm, that’s what I like to hear.”

It wasn’t a surprise when you pressed your lips against Sukuna’s, bringing him in for another zealous kiss. In an effort to get impossibly closer, your body curved into his, like you were puzzle pieces molded and created just for each other. You two moved in sync, as if you had both rehearsed this before; but, in truth, you two had just made out too many times to count, so kissing Sukuna was basically like breathing air. You needed it to survive, and, it was light work. What more could you say?

The tension and lust between you two grew, and your dressing room soon filled with the sound of sensual desire, moans and quiet gasps, and the creaking of the framework of your unfortunate couch, which had the misfortune of being beneath the two of you.

From the moment you had begun straddling his lap, you had pretended not to notice the growing erection below you; but, by now, it was pretty hard to ignore the bulge pressing against your ass. It was like, during the months you two spent apart, Sukuna’s dick was growing even larger than before. You didn’t remember it being so big. And, just the sight of it was enough to make you lick your lips in fear? Anticipation? . . .Definitely a mix of both.

As Sukuna made a show of removing his belt and pants, he grinned at the evident look of unfamiliarity on your face. “Scared?”

“Of course not,” you quipped, trying to put up a front, but your body betrayed you, displaying otherwise.

“Naturally,” Sukuna mocked, “that’s why I can practically feel your arousal, right?”

You bit your lip, “Shut up.”

Sukuna laughed, pushing the ends of your robe up to rest on your hips, and sliding his hands to your ass, squeezing each cheek with an equal amount of force. Damn, thought Sukuna, he had missed his favorite girls.

“Just because we haven’t done this in a while doesn’t mean you have to be afraid of it. C’mon,” Sukuna slowly repositioned and lowered your hips and spread your legs apart, easing his dick through your cunt, “there’s nothing to be shy about. I know you’ve been missing this.”

It was true, you and Sukuna hadn’t fucked in three whole months, and your body was definitely starting to forget how he felt. The feeling of your walls stretching to accommodate Sukuna’s length and size burned pleasurably, and you bit your lip to stifle a moan, which, in turn, just came out as a whimper instead.

Bracing yourself, you planted both palms on Sukuna’s broad shoulders as your lashes fluttered and your eyes shut tight. “So—nngh—So big, Sukuna. God.”

“Bet you’re real glad you decided to accept this role, after all, huh.”

Your eyes snapped open, and you glared at Sukuna. “Will you just shut—oh!”

Just as you were about to yell at Sukuna, he decided it was the absolute perfect time to give a rough thrust; and you could’ve sworn you felt him in your womb. Throughout all the years you two had been together, you rarely had the opportunity to actually sit on his dick, and, now that you had the chance, you realized how full you felt in this position compared to how you two usually fucked. Sukuna knew you liked it rough, but this . . . was like nothing you had experienced before.

Sukuna—laughing—leaned down just enough to whisper in your ear, “You were saying?”

“Fuck,” you gritted your teeth. “Just move, Sukuna, goddamnit. What’s the holdup? Don’t tell me the late twenties are catching up to your libido.”

“Ha! in your dreams. I was just thinking of a new way we could have fun. Let’s see, just how long can you go without moving, hm?”

You gulped. “W-What? Why would you—?”

“Because it’s exciting, and spices up things. Don’t you think so?”

“. . .”

As the minutes idly passed by, you grew hot and bothered, and exasperated. You couldn’t believe Sukuna was making you do this. Nearly ninety days you two spent apart, and now that you had gotten back together, he had the audacity to leave you high and dry? In a final attempt at getting any satisfaction, you moved to roll your hips, desperate to create any amount of friction to free you from this everlasting state between Heaven and Hell; but two rough hands abruptly caught you in motion, and swiftly held you down.

“Ah, ah, ah,” tutted Sukuna, in a mocking tone. “Did I say you could move?”

Clearly frustrated, you let out a whine; but as your hands move to give punches against Sukuna’s chest, he catches your wrists in his hands with ease, an evil smile on his face, like a predator that had successfully cornered their prey and was just seconds away from latching their teeth in.

The belt was already pretty loose, so when one of the sleeves on your robe slipped down your shoulder, revealing your bare chest, no one was that surprised.

“Oh?” Sukuna began. “What have we here?” His scarlet eyes roamed up and down your figure, as his grip on your wrists turned almost deathly.

“You . . . bastard,” you—suddenly feeling a bit shy—tried to tug your wrists out of his grasps, in order to cover yourself up, but your attempts were futile. “Let go of me—hnngh, shit.”

Your back arched, body curving closer to Sukuna’s as his lips abruptly wrapped around one of your already hard nipples, catching you off guard. You had never felt so overwhelmed; the feeling of Sukuna sucking on a tit while his dick was buried inside of you—unmoving—was nearly enough to make you cum, despite the lack of movement that Sukuna allowed.

Bringing you out of your dazed state was the sudden ringing of your phone on the table beside the ashtray. Your eyes widened in surprise, as you softly pushed Sukuna off of you. “Just—Just ignore it. It’s not important.”

“Right. But where’s the fun in that, huh?”

“You don’t mean. . .”

“You know what I mean. Answer it, on speaker,” Sukuna pressed. His tone told you he wasn’t going to repeat himself.

With shaky fingers, you reached for the phone, answered the caller, and put it on speaker. “H-Hello? Katayama?”

Katayama was the name of one of your co-stars. Or, in other words, the blonde dude, which Sukuna kept mentioning earlier.

“Hey, you! It’s pretty late right now, perfect time for us to go out and get some drinks, y’know? I’m a bit bored, as of lately.”

You were about to respond with an apologetic declination to his offer, but Sukuna cut you off as he roughly lifted up your hips and abruptly slammed them back down, causing you to choke back a moan, and cover it up with a faux series of coughs. “I’m, ah, a little . . . busy,” you whimpered, wincing at the tight grip on your hips—which was sure to leave a bruise in the morning, “right now.”

“Are you sick?”

“Uhm, no—I mean, yes!” You let out another fake cough just to seal the deal. “Yup, just a little under the weather.”

You bit your lip, trying to suppress a string of moans and curses as Sukuna continued slamming your hips up and down onto his.

“Well, if you’re ever in need of an extra warm blanket, don’t be afraid to—”

“Hahh.” A breathy moan slipped past your lips, and you could practically see the surprised look that was probably on Katayama’s face right now.

“—call . . . me. Uhm, are you sure you’re sick? You sound like you’re in the middle of . . . something. Is everything okay—?”

“Yup! Yeah, everything is totally okay,” you forced out, with an enthusiastic tone. Gripping Sukuna’s shoulder with your free hand for leverage, you shut your eyes tight as you quickly ended the call. “I’m a little occupied at the moment, I’ll call you ba—I’m gonna go. Bye!”

As swiftly as you hung up the call, you threw your phone across the couch, and let out all of the noises you had been previously bottling up.

“I’m so c-close.” You mewled, now even more desperate than you were before.

“If you dare cum,” Sukuna began, his voice low, “I’ll stop.”

“Sukuna!” You whined, scratching at his back and leaving little crescent shaped marks from your nails on his tricep. “I need to—ahnn!”

Squeezing your eyes shut, you held onto Sukuna’s shoulders for dear life as he quickened his pace. Lifting your hips up with ease, and slamming them back down with equal force. Fucked out of your mind was not enough to describe your current state, as your eyes rolled back into your head, and your lipstick was smudged across your mouth.

Sukuna leaned down to whisper into your ear, never stopping his movements. “Bet the little blondie didn’t fuck you like this, huh?”

It was obvious that Sukuna wasn’t an insecure guy; I mean, he had no reason to be. He had nice muscles, a good body, overall, sharp features, tempting eyes, and tattoos for days. But, you had to admit, the spark of jealousy was definitely a good look on Sukuna, one that you wouldn’t mind seeing every once in a while, if it meant seeing him like . . . this.

“. . .S-Sukuna, we never—we never even fucked in the first place.”

“Oh, yeah? How long you been without cock, then, huh? Must be why you’ve been acting like such a bitch. I almost feel bad; all this time, my baby’s just been depraved.”

“. . .F-fuck you,” you shivered, body practically shaking with need.

“No need to state the obvious, sweetheart. Fuck, even your tears taste sweet,” Sukuna groaned, licking a stripe up your cheek. “It’s as if you were literally made for me to devour.”

“Please, please let me cum! I’m so—hnngh—close.”

“Yeah, no. C’mon, I know my girl can last just a little longer, can’t you?” Sukuna grinned, biting his lip as he admired your dazed state. He hadn’t been able to touch you in three months, ninety days, 504 hours. If anyone was going to get their fill, it was him.

—

“Oh!” Your stylist exclaimed, after walking into your dressing room and noticing you lying asleep on the couch. “You’re already here. And, Sukuna’s here, too. Wait. . . SUKUNA’S HERE, TOO!?”

[psychewritesbs]

gege akutami is a menace to society actually

in case you haven't read, I'm talking about 215, so you can ignore me when you're ready

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he saw us have a little hope last week and had to send us tumbling again 😢

it's going to be a tough ride for sure ~

I honestly don't know how they'll be able to handle sukuna at full form bc even with the limitations, he was still countering. It'd be even worse if he's willing to work with kenjaku too. For some reason (denial), I have a feeling megumi's going to overcome this. I won't comment more on that because i feel like i'll spiral (cannot believe maki said its weird seeing megumi's face on someone being strong 😭) On another note, sukuna and co's eventual defeat will be worthwhile for how much suffering they've caused and will cause. Sukuna's choice to leave yuji alive will definitely come back to bite him, but it's interesting that his joy comes from seeing yuji suffer and look pathetic than giving him death. He despises everything about yuji and I see him praising others and he calls yuji boring (he's not but I'll let you live today sukuna). I don't like theorizing too too much for fear of raising expectations, but I'm really curious about sukuna's life during the heian period.

When sukuna and uraume laughed at yuji, I felt like I was laughed at too. I guess we'll be seeing his bath scene next.

Anyway, thanks for reading !! Have a good day/night.

(Will I ever go off anon? We'll see one day !!)

HOLA! Happy JJK-Sunday!!!!

Ok. hang I'm just going to go ahead and...

gege akutami is a menace to society actually

There... I felt like it needed to be said louder for the people in the back who may still be on the fence about getting into JJK.

Ok brainrot about chapter 215 under the cut!

Ah yes, no worries about chapter leaks lol. My weekly routine involves checking leaks first thing Wednesday and Friday mornings and nerding out with the moots about it 😂.

Like I am for real worried about JJK ending because what am I going to obsess over when it ends?!!!!!

WHAT KIND OF NORMAL EXISTENCE WILL I BE FORCED TO ENDURE?!!!!!!

But anyways, I did hold off on posting my reply to you until today (Sunday) for those who follow this hellhole of a blog of mine and don't actually read leaks.

he saw us have a little hope last week and had to send us tumbling again 😢

it's going to be a tough ride for sure ~

Yesssss I was hoping we'd get to see Megumi inside the inner domain wrecking Sukuna or at least inflicting some sort of damage 🥲🤧. SOMETHING! ANYTHING!

Regardless, Megumi fighting Sukuna from within whenever his friends are in danger is so... this boy is so beautiful and he doesn't even get it.

To your point about this being a though ride, Frenchie is my voice of reason when it comes to my fatalist fear of Megumi's death. @justafrenchlondoner recently said some good stuff about how Gege is probably trying to get us to feel like all hope is lost before something good happens.

After all, it isn't uncommon to see events continue to escalate in a sort of "it's going to get much much worse before it gets better" kind of way.

For some reason (denial), I have a feeling megumi's going to overcome this. I won't comment more on that because i feel like i'll spiral

Riiiiight so I'm still rather unwilling to let myself hope Megumi is surviving for the mere fact that I don't want to be hurt. That's just my nature tho.

If I break my heart now then I won't be heartbroken later on if it turns out that Megumi is not surviving.

Sound logic as you can see lol. I have a tendency to come up with worst case scenarios.

Despite that, I think the idea of Megumi surviving this ordeal to carry on and change the Jujutsu scheme of things makes a lot of sense. Not to mention having to carry the burden of responsibility for the memory of the people he cared about but lost along the way, quite possibly because of his own miscalculations.

Ugh... depressing.

It's so "Watanabe-ending" in its execution but far, far more depressing, brutal and cruel.

gege akutami is a menace to society actually

On another note, sukuna and co's eventual defeat will be worthwhile for how much suffering they've caused and will cause. Sukuna's choice to leave yuji alive will definitely come back to bite him, but it's interesting that his joy comes from seeing yuji suffer and look pathetic than giving him death.

Yeeeeeeessss. I really like the idea that Sukuna's continued underestimating of Yuji will come back to bite him in the ass. I personally will not be surprised if Yuji takes Sukuna back into himself and then kills himself in a self-sacrificial fashion.

Very Pisces of him. Very dying on the cross for our sins symbolism.

I was also thinking about the idea that Sukuna feeds off of other's suffering too. This whole idea around him being a hedonist with no regards for others takes on a whole new dimension when you consider he might go out of his way to cause suffering because it brings him joy.

It feels like an exploration of a demonic being which made me realize that I think that I've taken for granted that JJK is a horror story and that Gege may be using horror tropes.

This only become clear to me as of late when Sukuna possessed Megumi's body. It was a total execution of demonic possession where the person who gets possessed has to be mentally weakened in order for the demon to take over.

Also, from my understanding of demonic entities, they are said to feed off of negative emotions and actually orchestrate situations that cause suffering precisely so that they can feed off of these emotions.

When sukuna and uraume laughed at yuji, I felt like I was laughed at too.

I couldn't have said it better...

I have to admit that this is one of my favorite panels ever because, as you say, it's SO DESPICABLE of them to laugh at Yuji when he's so utterly broken after having miserably failed at saving Megumi.

I have personally been fascinated with the reactions this panel has gotten because it speaks to something very real.

Whether it is the experience of being bullied or our unwillingness and complete rejection of the very same evil that exists within, I feel like Gege struck a deep cord with the execution.

gege akutami is a menace to society actually

And this is one of the things that have been on my mind about Gege lately--his execution of events as of late has been far more brutal and cruel than before.

Idk how to explain but the events in Shibuya were bad and shocking... but #things right now just feel hopeless and it feels like Gege is unleashing his self-loathing onto his characters--and his self-loathing is cruel and brutal.

With mangaka like him I always have to wonder about their psyche. i.e. CLAMP's Nanase Okawa has an uncanny ability to take you into deep pits of relatable grief and meaningless despair right along with her characters.

All of the above said, I also agree with Frenchie about how I both hate and love Gege for the execution of this moment.

The fact that Gege was able to depict a deep experience of despair through Yuji and then elicit hate from the audience, it speaks to his ability as a story-teller and how the story he's telling resonates deeply with the audience in a cathartic fashion.

Also, not sure if you've seen this post by littleholmes but it includes a photo of what might be the Harima statue in question.

And like... the despair this child statue seems to be experiencing and expressing is so palpable, and I love Gege for making a reference to it because it speaks to Yuji's inner child's grief and helplessness and suffering for not being able to impose his will upon his environment.

Not sure if Spooky will write about it in more detail but I also love what @linkspooky said about the idea that Yuji trying to "Shonen protagonist" his way through things usually doesn't work out.

It's a nice twist on how Shonen mcs just barrel their way through #things with their typical Shonen mc single-minded determination, and everything works out because of the power of friendship or something like that.

Not to sound like a broken record, but this is why I don't understand the idea that JJK is cliché Shonen. There's so much happening underneath the surface that is so rich in commentary on common shonen tropes.

Anyway, thanks for reading !! Have a good day/night.

(Will I ever go off anon? We'll see one day !!)

Thanks for stopping by and sharing all the #thoughts once again!

If you ever come off anon I am looking forward to it. If you don't... well, I'll be looking forward to hearing from you again regardless.

Have a happy JJK Sunday!

[sukunastoy]

I’m sick of all the Sukuna slander I’ve seen from this most recent fight. Calling him things like a fraud, come on Gege show us something

Dude seriously!! Like. Apart from my sick obsession with him, he was such a well built up villain!! I mean I knew Gojo wouldn’t go down easily, but like, Sukuna is getting his ass fucking handed to him…

Just seems like poor/lazy writing all the sudden for the KING of curses.

Yeah he’s my favorite character, but it’s not even about being biased. Like I don’t even like Gojo, but if he had instantly lost I would have been just as disappointed. These are the two strongest and Sukuna was written to be a very intelligent/powerful being.

So..to have him be so belittled and easily thrown around just confuses the shit out of me. Like, what was the point of building him up to be such a terrifying character if he was going to be this…weak??

Unless he’s getting his ass beat on purpose to bide his time for something greater…I’m not sure.

I know villains can’t win, that doesn’t fit the narrative like ever, but still. Seems like Sukuna is getting whipped like a weakling and I’m getting second hand embarrassment from it. 😭😭

Just isn’t fair to make him all powerful yet so weak against Gojo.

Gege himself hates Gojo so I’m really surprised he’s making him so incredibly strong and affective against all of Sukunas attacks. 😂

I always imagined they’d be equal in a battle, but clearly Gojo is easily winning and it’s irking the fuck out of me.

Isn’t right to make someone like Sukuna purposely take a beating like this. I know he’s low key having fun cause he’s never been able to be in such a big fight, but the way he’s getting beat is ridiculous.

In fantasy land, Sukuna wins in the end, but I know he will have to lose. But I didn’t think it would be by pretty boy Gojo.

I seriously always imagined Yuuji would do the ultimate sacrifice and kill himself after obtaining all of Sukunas fingers and those two would go down.

BUT WHO KNOWS…

Maybe this is just building up to Sukunas true form??

Either way, Gege is fucking us Sukuna fans over hard right now. 😂😂

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||Do we have a deal Part 10: Closing in on the end of the month||

Hi everyone, we are back with part 10 for the Do we have a deal mini series. I think I can add something to this one now. If you wish to read the last few chapters, they are under the chapter tag. But this is a gift for my partner and friend @demon-blood-youths

~~~Chapters~~~~

Part one: Do we have a deal: Sacrifice

Part two: Do we have a deal: Painful acceptance: the tasks

Part 3: Do we have a deal: The first task; spirit hunting, worried demon heirs

Part 4: Do we have a deal: Her training lesson and Jaron's talk

Part 5: Do we have a deal: The protective devil parent, one on one talk

Part 6: Do we have a deal: Progress of her training, new faces arrive

Part 7: Do we have a deal: Start of the second month, their hidden obsession

Part 8: Do we have a deal: Check up Day; A dragon's scarred memory

Part 9: Do we have a deal: Her training continues; a secret between demon sisters

((Your reading part 10 now))

||Drabble Summary||

The month has now reached to the last two weeks, Melinda has trained a bit but was getting a rest from the training. She was able to learn so much even during two months. Even if the other followers have enjoyed her a bit too much. She was looking quiet but as the time counted down for the last two weeks of the month, she had a guest visit her. Who could this guest be? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~Possession behavior is known

||Guests in the Drabble||

Melinda Brooks belong to me.

Miss Madam a.k.a. Lilith (Demon contractor) belongs to me

Sukuna ryomen (Demon au) belongs to me but comes from the anime jujutsu kaisen. A few other cursed spirits are some of his followers: Jogo, Mahito, Geto, Dagon, Hanabi, Uraume, and Choso so their guests.

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble. It was written for fun so please understand. Thanks for that and hope you like.))

Melinda was sitting in her room, looking really tried after today's training. Her teachers or Sukuna's followers were being more brutal now but she only remains where she was. Too tired to move even if she was feeling the jackal puppy sleeping near her. It's the last two weeks of this month meaning she only had a few more days before she could go home.

She did wonder of the others and hopes her friends, her team, and Jaron was alright. She was worried on how they will react towards seeing her scars on her arm and shoulder. Even from that, her neck was still bare. She just curls up resting after Jogo finished his training when she heard a knock to look.

"Miss? Are you awake?" she saw Uraume walk in with a tray of food but Melinda looks quiet to slowly sit up without waking the puppy. She saw the tray but she was not really hungry to look at her lap, laying down again.

"I see your not hungry again hmm? You really are tired from the training but rest assure, I know you'll be home soon. I know the other followers will be upset hearing that." He sets the tray down but Melinda looks to him silent.

"......."

"Is something wrong?"

"N..No. I Just...I don't think they will. It's sorta creepy that they like me a bit too much. I never seen them liking me that much. I don't even know them and they already taken a liking to me.." she grumbles looking at her scarred up arm but Uraume sighed looking at her.

"Even so, your not dead so that is better than nothing. A few nips and bites from them didn't do much harm to you did it? Or was the burns and other things too much for you?" he looks to her arm but she only looks away from his gaze.

"Or are you worried about the-"

"That was something else. I was not expecting them to bite me there. I mean......I didn't want them to eat me.."

"But again, they didn't kill you. Your lucky though and you used to be a human. If I remember right, torturing humans were something they liked. Even Sukuna being a cannibal eating woman and children." He saw the disturbed look in Melinda's eyes. "But again, your lucky.."

"I don't feel lucky...though...why are you here though? Did Sukuna summon me?" she asked but he shook his head.

"No, he's already done that for training. No, he's allowed one person to visit you. So you have a visitor." He said but Melinda blinks confused.

"Huh? But I thought no one was allowed to enter his domain-"

"That's true but only if he allows them/invite them to come through then no. Seems he gave one person permission to see you. She should be here soon." he sighed but before Uraume can explain their was a knock on the door but looks seeing Choso show up but he looked seeing Melinda as he walks over.

"Is their something wrong?" He asked.

"No. Just bored. I get a turn with the little silver bud today right? I was hoping she would offer her services to help me out." he sees Melinda look at him but she looks away.

"I a..already helped you guys today. Can't you give me a break for a bit?" she asked but saw him walk over but grabs her arm to pull her into his arms. He looks at her as she couldn't move but she also can't use her telekinesis to push him away since Sukuna forbids it in his domain unless training.

"No. I want some attention and you are going to give that to me. Besides, it's cute to see you trying to fight it being all adorable and crap. Heh, even if you are a small demon, your still a cutie." He touches her cheek but Melinda looks away from him. He sees Uraume sigh but he sees him happily nuzzling the top of Melinda's black hair. So soft.

"......."

"You do know she has a guest visiting her, Choso. I figured Sukuna would allow her one visitor for this one time." Uraume saw Choso sigh but he keeps Melinda close to hold her other hand up and sees her fingers.

"No worries, I'll be quick." He chuckled. Without giving a warning, he He pulls her hand up to his mouth then bites her hand as she winces from the sting. He only happily held it tight while he eats but she did taste pretty good.

"H..Hey! Your teeth that hur-" she winces as he bites harder spilling blood. She hates they ignore her since they do tend to hurt her. Melinda looks down twitching as he bits harder drawing more blood. Well, Uraume will have bandages here for her but he was going to speak when the door opens showing Melinda's guest.

A tall woman with a black galaxy dress with black shoes. She had long glowing hair that was moving behind her. Her eyes were like galaxies too but her gentle look showed anger as she walks over to quickly grip Choso's hair to painfully yank. He felt that to let Melinda go as she held her bleeding hand but Choso was wincing.

"Who dares pull my-"

"You eaten enough. I wish to speak to the young one. So get out." The demon contractor of the cursed Vixens Miss Madam was here to visit. He glares at the woman who glares back. Even if she's a demon contractor she was just as powerful as many other contractors.

"Your seriously threatening me to leave?" he asked.

"Yes. I'm a guest that wished to visit the vixen so I suggest you let me have that time...." she warns but he looks annoyed.

"So what? I still wanna eat. Your bothering me during my feeding time. And right now I wanna eat." He warns but Lilith glares.

"I don't care. You'll have to eat something else. I want to speak to her so leave....now." she hisses at him but but Choso sighed to move Melinda off his lap and turns to leave.

"Whatever, I'll just eat when your gone.." He said.

She hears the door slam shut but Lilith quickly goes to check on Melinda. "Melinda?! Melinda are you alright my dear? Are you-" she looks to her while carefully holding her but saw Melinda's hand bleeding. His teeth marks shows on her hand.

But Lilith saw more bite marks on her dark skin, burn marks, cuts, and other things that made the contractor worried. What have they done to her? Lilith said nothing but was worried to look at her.

"..M..Miss Lilith? How did you-"

"Shhhhh, don't talk dear. I was allowed a few minutes to talk with you while visiting. But..I was not expecting you to go through this. Are you alright? How come your not healing yourself?" she asked helping Melinda sit up but she looks quiet to sigh.

"Sukuna made it a rule that as long as I'm in his domain, I'm not allowed to use my telekinesis or flames here unless he allows it. That includes healing myself. Though, I just got a few moments if I need to heal during training but that's it. Other than that..I've been healing on my own." she mutters but Lilith looked worried. She knew Yen will not like this. With a sigh, she held her while petting her head.

"My poor little vixen. I wish I can help you myself dear but due to Sukuna's rule I myself can't do anything to heal you either. But....I'm hoping your staying strong. We are still trying to find a way to get you out of here before the two weeks are up. Sukuna knows he's a devil but this is too far. Even for you dear." she looks ahead but noticed something floating close showing a barking baby jackal puppy.

"?????" Melinda heard but gently reaches to pet it and picks it up.

"Easy now; she's friendly. No worries." she said to the puppy but he blinks to look at Lilith to smell her scent. He got a calming scent from her but whines to lick Lilith's fingers that she blinks to gently smile petting the pup's head.

"Seems you made a friend or had a watcher over you when being here." she saw the puppy yip but was nuzzling against Melinda who pets him.

"Yeah....he's been keeping me sane while I'm here. Though, I guess it's better than going insane." she mutters as Lilith held Melinda running her hand through her black hair. She felt worried for the cursed vixen going through this but she saw her baring through it.

"....Melinda...Listen to me my dear." she saw Melinda listen. "I know through the last two weeks it's going to be tough but you can get through this. Everyone is so worried about you back home and wish for you to return to us. It might be hard but listen when i say this, be careful. I don't trust Sukuna nor his followers after the last horrible event. I don't want him to do more damage than he's done already....just keep strong for us." Lilith looks down to Melinda but she slowly understood to nod.

"I will..I can't wait to see you and the others back home. But at least I can show I've learned a few new things while being here. Sukuna is a disturbing guy but..he's strong." she mutters admitting that but he still scares the shit out of her.

"I know he is.....but remember, this is just the last two weeks okay? You can do this my dear...you can get through this." she said but Melinda understood to relax against Lilith when the door slams open showing the followers again. Lilith looks but she kept holding Melinda.

"Alright, times up. We need to eat so why don't you leave and let us have our hour. Get out and leave!" Choso said pointing behind him as the others waited for their turn. Lilith glares at him already hating him but she felt Melinda squeeze her arm to insure she was going to be okay.

"Melinda-"

"I'll be okay.....but I'll be home soon. I will...." she looks with her tired closed eyes, a calm smile shows on her lips as Lilith grew worried. Even through this, Melinda was still putting herself through this. She was too sweet for this world but she heard Sukuna chuckle to look glaring at him.

"Tick tock Milady. Your visiting hours are done. You can leave when your ready.." Sukuna smiled but Lilith glares still holding Melinda against her but she felt her gently squeeze her arm. She looks down to her.

"Melinda-"

"I'll be okay.....trust me Miss Madam..I'll see you and the others soon." she looks to her but Lilith sighed that she gently pets her head giving one more hug to look at her.

"Stay strong my cursed little vixen..we will see you soon." Lilith said gently to her but carefully lets her go to lay her down. She touches her cheek as she stood but goes to leave as the followers goes inside but when Lilith leaves the door slams shut.

"Well, enjoy your few minutes?" Sukuna smiled but Lilith said nothing.

"....Seems the other devils were right. You really are one twisted devil.." she hissed but Sukuna smiled to take her hand kissing it.

"Thanks for the comment." he teased but Lilith takes her hand back glaring at him. "Thanks for telling me. Now, you best be going. You'll see your little cursed vixen again in two weeks..for now.." He heard cries with Lilith closing her fist tight. "We are busy. One of my followers will show you the door." With that Sukuna goes to enter the room and closes it.

"........." Lilith saw one follower and leads her out but she was leaving with her face showing no emotion but tears were seen. She hopes Melinda will stay strong.

'Just two more weeks...just two more and she's free.....' she thought while leaving the building with the follower showing a hidden portal door. It opens as Lilith walks forward and leaves Sukuna's domain through the pathway that leads to the other devil's worlds. Their was so many around that it's a giant world space. She was being taken back to the other devils but she was heading back to the real world's portal. She'll inform the others of Melinda's situation but for now, she hopes she stays strong.

[bakumu-archive]

kinktober 2021 day 15 - breeding

Sukuna Ryomen x fem! reader

wc: 1.6k

summary: when you've had enough of your husband's neglect you always find yourself in Sukuna’s bed, but tonight Sukuna wishes to claim you as his own.

cw: NON/DUBCON BREEDING, SMUT (breeding kink, consentual sex but noncon/dubcon breeding, forced breeding, mating press, biting, nipple play, pregnancy mentions, baby trapping, noncon breeding, lotsa cum, unprotected sex, possessiveness, creampie, heaven/hell metaphor), INFIDELITY, CHEATING, nicknames (dove, baby), modern au where he's just a hot morally gray guy with tattoos, ooc probs

a/n: special thanks to @lunastellanova for helping me with phrasing at 1am

<< back to my kinktober masterlist

minors do not interact. this work contains mature themes and if you continue reading you have agreed you are willing to see such content

You climb into bed next to your husband, trying to chase away the heartache in your soul. Maybe tonight will be different.

As soon as you nestle into his side, you breathe in the cologne that you used to love, thinking of all the times he cuddled you to sleep or gave you loving forehead kisses. Until his arm pulls away from you, patting you on the head as he rolls over onto his side, facing away from you.

You try to still your broken heart from hammering in your chest from his dismissal but maybe the night can be salvaged.

“I don't get a good night kiss?” your voice whispers, trying to sound sweet just like the old days.

He rolls his shoulders back and puckers his lips to kiss you. You sit up so that you can reach him, but his kiss feels like kissing your grandmother, his lips hard and unmoving, accompanied by a fake muah sound.

He gives you a polite smile before rolling back to his side and tucking his pillow under his head.

You lay down next to him, resting your head against his back. When did things get like this? When did you start craving that intimacy that comes with being so in love? Is it too much to be wanted? To crave the feeling of hands digging into your flesh by someone completely obsessed with the idea of you?

As if on cue, your phone dings.

‘You comin’ tonight or is he actually paying attention to you?’

Your bare back bounces on the bed as Sukuna climbs over you. The hard lines of his tattooed body seem to flicker in the red light of his room as his hands grope your flesh.

His tongue traces a line up your neck to your lips before he kisses you passionately, and you let yourself fall into his obsessive touch.

His hands grab your hips in a way that your husband never has. His fingernails dig into you, leaving crescent moons on your skin. He's addicting in every way as his lips move against yours.

You moan from his touch as your fingers thread into his hair, pulling his body impossibly closer to you, his weight pressing you further and further into the mattress, almost suffocating you.

He's heady and intoxicating and ever since you met him, you haven't been able to shake the feelings he blooms inside you. Your body craves the harshness of his fingers and the wildness in his heart and you can't seem to stop yourself from coming back.

The first time you saw him, you felt the air around you freeze as your eyes locked with his. Your heart hammered in your chest when he introduced himself to you, his leather jacket only cementing his bad boy persona. And when he learned you were married, it motivated him to work harder for you; not that it was too hard to whisk you away from a husband who never pays attention to you.

Would Sukuna say he loves you? No, he would never say such a thing. But does it drive him mad that you're with someone who doesn't worship the ground you walk on? Hell fucking yes. Every time you come over, all needy and crying because that bastard of a husband ignored you or forgot your anniversary ... he swears that he is going to end the guy. And one of these days he will do it.

He starts to rub your clit as he peppers kisses down your throat, stopping at the junction of your neck to bite into your flesh. You gasp as his teeth dig into your skin and he revels in the sound, his dick twitching against his thigh as his fingers skillfully rub against your clit.

He kisses your chest, until he's sucking your nipple into his mouth, his teeth rolling the sensitive bud around as his tongue flicks against it. Your back arches as he continues to suck and he can’t help but fantasize about how they would swell if you were pregnant.

He hates that his thoughts always drift to this when you're moaning under him, but he can't help it. The thought of stuffing your cunt full of his seed, seeing you swell with his child, it's all he ever imagines. All he thinks about.

Maybe if you got pregnant, you would finally leave your bastard husband.

He sits between your legs and runs his fingers through your folds, watching how your essence coats his skin. You're so wet, so needy. Your whimpers egg him on as he eases his fingers inside of you, your head pushing further into the pillow under you as he curls them right against your g spot.

Your legs threaten to close around him as he thrusts his fingers into you, his speed only increasing as you keen. Your back arches off the bed as your hands scrunch the sheets in ecstasy.

“You look so good cummin’ on my fingers—” he leans over you, his half-lidded eyes filled with a lustful glow as his parted lips pant, watching your face as you cum “—so fuckin’ good.”

Sukuna is always so proud when he can make you cum so fast, your euphoria only making him harder. He palms his weighty cock, feeling himself throb at the sight of you below him. Your legs spread further as your own cum seeps out of you, your panting chest rising and falling as his hands grab your thighs.

He can't help but coo at you as he pushes your legs into your chest, “I’m going to fuck you so good, dove.” You nod with begging eyes as he motions for you to hold your legs for him, lining himself up with your drooling cunt. “Gonna fuck you so good my name is gonna be the only thing you remember.”

He pushes the head of his thick cock inside you, savoring the way your walls suck him in until you stop him.

“Ryo,” you pant, “condom… did you?”

How could he forget? You both were always so safe, so careful.

“Don't worry, I’ll pull out,” he lies, but you believe him, letting out a content sigh.

You look so pretty under him, and you'll look even better when his cum is dripping out of you. He pulls the tip out before pushing in again slowly. Your warm tight walls squeezing every inch of him as he bullies his way inside you.

You let out a loud groan when he's fully seated inside you, your wet walls pulsing around him as your eyes flutter. He's so big, the stretch is so good, and you're almost creaming just from him putting it in.

His hips start building up to a brutal pace as you grab onto his wrists holding your legs open. Your fingernails dig into his black tattoos as he pounds into you, each stroke getting harder and harder.

Sukuna’s head spins as he pounds into you; your pussy trying to squeeze him, to hold him still, but he won't stop. He needs to fill you, needs to breed you. Fill you so full of him that you won't have a choice. You'll have to leave your good-for-nothing husband because you'll be full of his pups.

A feral growl leaves his throat. One word emanating in his mind with each thrust. Breed, breed, breed.

“You want my cum, don't you?” he snarls into your ear, pushing your legs even further into your chest.

Your eyes flutter in your head, his words slurring in your head as his cock plunges into you as you moan, “Cum— gonna cum.”

His thrusts barrel down into you as your legs start to shake. “Want me to fill you? Pump you so fucking full, baby.”

You nod at the sound of his voice, reaching closer and closer to heaven. Your nails scraping against his skin, trying to drag him with you to the pearly gates.

“Yeah, you want that, you want that?” Every word he speaks sends him closer and closer to blowing his load inside you, making you his and his alone.

“Yeah, yeah you do,” he starts enunciating each word he speaks with a harsh thrust. “Yeah. You. Fucking. Do.”

Your legs try to close around his body as your orgasm rockets through you. The pearly white gates of heaven are just within your reach until you're falling faster and faster. Your body shakes at the strength of your orgasm, and Sukuna can feel your walls trying to force him out as you gush around him, but he fights your grip, fucking into you even harder.

“Fucking take it, dove,” he says with a grunt, his dick twitching inside you, “Take my fucking cum.”

Sukuna looks down at where your body is connected as he lets his orgasm wash over him. His dick pumping into you as shutters rake his body before his hips are pushing his cock all the way into you.

His white hot cum fills your womb. Pumping more and more cum into you with every clench of his balls.

Sukuna doesn't let your body relax, wanting to stay inside you for as long as possible, to keep his cum in you for as long as possible.

Your pleasure filled mind slowly wakes up at the realization that he came. He came inside you. That his cum is still inside you and you shake your head, willing it to be untrue.

You blink away the spots in your eyes, and when you open them you're standing before the gates of hell, and Sukuna is smiling down at you.

“It's alright dove, everything is going to be just fine.”

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[stariwrites]

Please

Pairing: Sukuna x GN! Reader (The reader is AFAB)

Warnings: Dubious Consent, Oral (Reader! Receiving), Mind break, edging, denied orgasm, monsterfucking, corruption kink, dirty talk, mean dom to soft dom Sukuna, use of little one and little sorcerer as well as pet (only twice though), forced submission just to be safe 

A/N: I had so much fun writing this and this is for @seita “Corrupt a Virgin Collab!” Thank you so much for letting me participate! All characters are 18+  and as always Minors DNI and if you do or if you’re a nameless blog I will block you instantly. 

Word Count: 2.6K

Summary: Megumi, Itadori, Nobara, Gojo, Nanami...I’m sorry. I wasn’t able to keep my promise and protect all of you. 

Debris settled over the city. You coughed, cringing at the blood that spilled from your lips at the hit you had taken. You looked around you, watching as more buildings collapsed, people screamed causing it to echo. You couldn’t find anybody no matter where you looked. Your heart raced inside your chest. 

How much longer would you be able to pull this off? Ever since Sukuna and Itadori had been separated he caused nothing but destruction. 

You watched the curse you were currently fighting rush towards you. It’s green spindles shot out only for you to dodge it in the nick of time. The wall where you had been standing in front of was nothing but a hole. You cringed. That could’ve been you.

Before you had time to recover it focused it’s sights on you again, the eight purple eyes stared directly into yours. You tried to get up again only to be met by an explosion of pain. You glanced down at your hand nursing the wound on your stomach only to see crimson seep through your fingers. Shit. 

It let out a wicked shriek, leaving your ears ringing. It charged at you again. You closed your eyes. 

Megumi, Itadori, Nobara, Gojo, Nanami...I’m sorry. I wasn’t able to keep my promise and protect all of you. 

“Protect me?” Gojo’s voice was incredulous as he tossed his head back and laughed. It had been a busy day filled with killing curses and saving people, but at the end of it all of you were able to spend time together and watch the fireworks. “I’m the strongest there is, if anything it would be me protecting you.” 

Nanami huffed at his response, proceeding to whack him upside the head. He whined, turning to Nanami no doubt to start playfully fighting him which would end in Nanami sighing in disappointment.

You could only shake your head at the two of them while Nobara scoffed, nudging your arm with a grin. “Yeah, and besides we’re all going to get stronger so we don’t need to be protected.”

Megumi nodded with a small smile which caused you to huff.

“It’s not like that!” You clenched your fists beside you, before lowering your voice. “It’s just that all of you are precious to me and I’ll do whatever it takes to not see you hurt.”

They were all speechless at your response until Itadori’s face lit up into a bright smile. “Let's do it!” He cheered, jumping into the air. “We’ll be the best group of sorcerers out there you’ll see! Let’s all protect each other.”

The six of you looked at each other with matching soft expressions, a silent agreement that you’d all make it to the very end when the first explosion fired off. Itadori shrieked at the unexpected boom that echoed in the sky causing your laughter to break the silence between each firework. 

You smiled looking back on the memory. It was fun. The people you met, the friends you gained, you wouldn’t have traded it for the world. As you anticipated the final blow one last thought flashed through your mind. You had no regrets.

An explosion of light flooded from behind your eyelids, you braced for impact but none came. Slowly, you cracked an eye open only to have your breathing hitch. Standing where the cursed spirit used to be was-

“Sukuna,” your own voice surprised you. The demon turned to you with an unamused expression.

“Think you can just die like that?” He sneered approaching you. “You fool.” 

You tried to get up, all your senses screaming to fight but you only managed to straighten your posture before wincing in pain. Broken ribs, you assumed, if not worse. “What do you want?” You managed to croak out. 

Standing above you, his eyes were filled with venom. You swallowed silently wishing the destroyed cursed spirit had taken you out. You refused to break away from his gaze while his hand moved to cup your cheek. You flinched from his touch expecting him to rip your skin away with the swipe of his talons, but instead he clicked his tongue at the action.

“Make no mistake little one, If I wanted you dead, you’d be dead.” His voice sent shivers down your spine, but your body relaxed at the words. You wanted to shake your head. How could that even be remotely comforting?

You couldn’t dwell on it for long because the next thing you knew you could breathe properly again. You took a deep breath in, almost choking on it. You removed your hand from your stomach only to gape in shock. 

“You,” you looked up at the demon with wide eyes. “You healed me?”

He rolled his eyes. He couldn’t stand the way humans interacted nor did he want to. He craved the chaos he created and only wanted to see more of it, but one sorcerer managed to get under his skin, you. 

You were an enigma, your cursed energy was strong, that was for certain and as obsessed as he was with Megumi there was something about you that drew him to you. Maybe it was the way he could tell you were a virgin. You had so much experience but none with another person’s touch. He thought many times about you being tied up and at his mercy while he edged you for hours causing you to cry out pleas along with his name. 

Unfortunately there was no time to act on what he wanted with him still being inside the brat, but now, now was the perfect time. 

“Why?” The question left your mouth before you could stop it. He wanted to laugh at your perplexed expression paying close attention to your lips. You didn’t realize it, but you backed yourself into a corner. 

“Oh Little Sorcerer,” he crooned mockingly. A sinister smile stretched across his face reminding you just who you were dealing with. 

Squatting down to your level, he let his eyes rove over your body, paying close attention to where your uniform was torn and wrinkled. Instinctively, you covered yourself to the best of your ability which only made him lick his lips.

“You didn’t think I did that without a price,” his voice dropped an octave, “did you?”

Your heart stuttered in your chest while you gasped. There was no way, but noticing the hunger in those eyes that held a predatory gleam you understood what he meant. You couldn’t-

“Get away from them!” Megumi shouted. His footsteps raced towards where you were. Itadori and Nobara were fast at his heels shouting for you. A ghost of a smile fell onto your face. They were okay. From what you saw the only wounds were some scratches and bruises. They would be okay. The relief quickly faded when a talon turned your chin to make you look at him once more.

His teeth were on full display. “Let’s make a contract, shall we? I won’t hurt your friends as long as you do what I want in my domain.”

You raised an eyebrow skeptically. “And what would that be?”

“I get to ruin you.”

You knew you could stall, could buy time until they could help you, but the more you waited the more people screamed.

“So little one, what will it be?” Sukuna’s voice rang heavy in your ears. You could either go with him or more people would be hurt. You purse your lips, you had two choices: either allow Sukuna to take you and buy your friends some time or wait for them and risk more people dying. 

With a deep breath you faced the demon. “If I go with you, you promise that no person, that includes jujutsu sorcerers and civilians will be harmed?”

“Of course.”

Part of you didn’t trust him, but you mulled over the deal, searching for any loopholes. Megumi, Itadori and Nobara were getting closer. 

“Time’s running out, have you made a decision?”

You looked at your friends one last time as they screamed in horror running faster. With a final breath you focused back on the king of curses. 

“I accept.”

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“Such a pretty little thing aren’t you?”

Obscene sounds echoed throughout the domain as you grinded against Sukuna’s tongue that resided on his abdomen. Small whimpers and broken moans spilled from your lips. Tears slid down your face while the appendage was lapping at your folds, flicking at your clit every now and again. Each grind down had your toes curling. You tossed your head back.

“Shut, ah, shut up!” You tried to shout, but it held no mirth to it. 

Sukuna smirked at your reaction. Still so fiery even after he edged you, you were a fun one that was for certain. 

He’d envisioned this moment many times before, but nothing beat the real thing. He kept your arms stretched above you with one of his hands while the other he used to cup your cheek. He lived for your expression, the way your eyelashes were grouped together with tears as you were forced to keep taking what he was giving you, completely at his mercy.

“What’s wrong little sorcerer,” he snarled. “Can’t take my tongue?” He couldn’t help but grow addicted to the breathy pants you let out as you clamped down at his words. His eyes widened, peering at you with an expression that almost looked impressed. 

“Who knew you could be such a slutty pet. Nobody’s ever touched you like this before and you’re already so fucked out, I wonder what will happen when you cum, hm?”

“Fu-fuck you,” you managed to get out between moans. You refused to give into him, wishing you had more strength in you to glare. You needed to put up a fight. 

He raised an eyebrow with a laugh. “Brat,” he dug his nails into your hips, there would be indents there for days, but he didn’t care. “You try to put up such a front, wouldn’t it feel better to give in rather than fight me? You’re so wet and you’ve been so good, so pliant for me are you sure you don’t want a reward?

The familiar coil in your stomach was about to break causing you to thrash your head back and forth. The burn was becoming painful, you didn’t know how much longer you’d last if he kept denying you. Sukuna noticed, forcing your hips to grind faster. 

“Oh? Is the little sorcerer close? Tell me, do you want to know what it’s like to cum from somebody other than you, hm?” He hummed keeping the brutal pace, watching as you heaved for breath, your eyes glossy and almost rolling back. A twisted grin morphed onto his face at the sight. 

“Don’t tell me I’ve fucked you dumb already,” he bit his lip to keep from groaning out into the domain. The reflection of the water only made you look more wrecked. “Tell me, is this what you’re going to look like when you're stretched out on my cock?”

The image alone had your toes curling. You couldn’t fight it anymore. You needed release. “M’close. M’so close. M’gonna cum. Gonna ngh gonna cum Sukuna. Sukuna,” you babbled, slurring your words.

You were almost there all you needed was one more extra push. 

Before you had time to process what was happening your hips stilled. A loud sob ripped it’s way from your throat. You couldn’t handle being denied anymore. All you could do was struggle in his hold and curse the king in front of you for torturing you like this. That’s when it registered, he was going to kill you like this. That must’ve been his plan all along.

You were about to speak, to tell him to just kill you already when he leaned closer towards you. His lips ghosted against yours. Without thinking you leaned in, desperate to feel his lips against yours, but before you could he pulled away and gazed at you.

You could see your reflection in his eyes, the way you were drooling for him, you were a mess, your eyes glossy from crying, you didn’t recognize the person staring back at you. You couldn’t remember how many times he edged you, but it was unbearable. 

“Beg me.”

Your breath caught in your throat even though you’d been expecting that. Part of you, the desperate want that curled itself into your skin and set your heart aflame wanted to cave in. Wanted so badly to finally get the release you’ve been craving all this time, but rationally you looked at the demon and whispered, “I, I can’t.”

As soon as the words were out you wanted to take them back, disappointment swam within you. You wanted to know what it was like, but the sorcerer in you couldn’t yield. You reminded yourself that you were doing this for them, but that would’ve been a lie.

 You expected Sukuna to tear you to shreds or leave you like this but instead he shushed you.

Your eyes snapped open, not even remembering when you closed them. He only rubbed your back with one of the hands that was on your hip while the other hand holding your arms set them down.

“Such a brave sorcerer, aren’t you? Even when you’re so desperate you still hold so much strength, but don’t you want to be ruined? Don’t you wish you would just be able to let go and have somebody else take the reins?” His voice was uncharacteristically soft like he was talking to something fragile, something that could break. 

“I-”

You couldn’t deny that it sounded nice, to be out of control for once, to just let yourself be ruined by Sukuna. You craved release so bad it hurt. You shuddered against him at the thought of finally being able to lose yourself in pleasure while the cool air of the domain caught up to you.

Without hesitation, Sukuna embraced you in his arms, bringing you close to his chest. You imagined that if he was human, you’d be able to hear his heart beat pressed against him like this. He caressed any inch of your body his hands could reach as he placed a chaste kiss to your temple. You settled in the warmth.

“Shh, just let me take care of you little one,” he squeezed you close before placing two set of his hands on your shoulders to pull you back. It took everything in him not to smile. He had you, he knew he had you judging by the way your face was going from conflicted to completely lax. 

“I’ll ruin you for anybody else,” the hands on your shoulders dropped down to barely touch your waist, tickling you. He began to kiss down your jaw, moving to your neck. “You could rule by my side and stay with me in this space forever, you wouldn’t have to worry about curses,” he sucked a mark causing you to whimper. “Or saving people,” his other hands moved to play with your nipples. “Or those pesky sorcerers.” 

Your mind was reeling, unable to concentrate on any coherent thought. The difference from being so rough to being soft was messing with your head. You were losing yourself, but still tried so desperately to hang on, to not give in. You had friends you needed to protect, but all of that was fading away. 

Sukuna noticed and as he sucked on your earlobe, he used the hands tickling you to meet your hips, positioning you over his cock. “All you have to say is-”

“Please.”

[roll-da-credits]

Characters from JJK I think would be toxic as a lover Characters: it's a secret <3

Hi there! so yeah.. I'm bored I'm planning on doing this for all the fandoms I write for SO DON'T THINK YOU'RE SAFE, also just because they're toxic doesn't mean you're not allowed to still like them. I'm a victim of the, "so many red flags, good thing my favorite color is red," mentality as much as some of you are. Also, some of these are just, minor-ish red flags? They're not THAT bad (I mean depending on your pov on what's bad or not), they're just things that would irk me. (FYI this is pretty long haha)

Mahito

Starting it strong with the walking red flag himself, if murder, mutilation, and the smell of a sewer don't turn you off I wouldn't know what will.

All jokes aside, if we're being honest, Mahito isn't someone who's really capable of liking the feeling 'love' sure he might feel it to very specific people. But he's more into the feeling of excitement like we saw in the fight with Yuji and Nanami, he loves excitement and the thrill it brings.

Not to mention, he loves experimenting, he loves to see what he can do to other people. He might manipulate you, touch your soul, hurt you, and so much more.

Unless you're someone who can almost always give him something new, give him a thrill, and do all that whilst still being able to get used to all of his 'quirks' then he might love you. But he'd love you for the thrill, not for the passion/romance.

Satoru Gojo

The only reason I'm calling this man toxic is that it is canon he doesn't like getting attached to things. I mean (manga spoiler) you see what happened to Geto, he doesn't want to feel that way ever again and he doesn't want anyone he loves to feel that way.

So if he ever slips up and actually falls in love, he'll try his best to avoid every single hint of it. Or if you're persistent enough, he'll definitely be the type to hurt you (emotionally) so you would leave him.

He just can't think about you dying or him dying and leaving you alone. It hurts him too much to think about, so he would rather never having someone he truly loves than having to go through that.

The only way I can see him truly love someone is if he knows 1. the world is safe for both of them 2. his lover is equally extremely strong as he is Other than that I can't see him not avoiding every single hint of romance he feels for someone.

(despite that I am still a WHORE for this man)

Ryoumen Sukuna

COME ON DO I HAVE TO EXPLAIN THIS????

I'm a DAMN WHORE for the, I'll kill the entire world for you, trope or the terrible to everyone but you, trope. BUT LET'S BE HONEST HERE.

HOW COMMON IS IT FOR IT TO HAPPEN IN REAL LIFE??!!

9/10 the people who think they'd be that for Sukuna ends up just being used and then thrown to the side when he's bored. He's the King of Curses, he expects and demands the best of the best. Someone who will keep him entertained and someone who will stay devoted to him NO MATTER WHAT HE DOES

Toji Fushiguro

WHY IS THERE NO GIFS FOR THIS MAN (is it because he's not in the anime yet????)

Anyways,

Toji is the best example of someone who's priorities is one person, and one person only. Megumi's mom.

Thus because of that, if you were to be his lover it would only be because of one out of three things.

1. You're part of a mission and he's doing it for money 2. He's bored and he sees you as an easy piece or just honestly wants sex 3. You remind him of Megumi's mom, and because of that you'll never be YOU, he'll view you as someone else

Unless you're ok with the 3rd one, you're not getting a fulfilling relationship with this man.

(ONCE AGAIN DESPITE THAT I AM STILL A WHORE FOR HIM)

ps I still have 1 more people but I feel like they're really really personal AHAHAHAHA, so I'm not going to put them here. Runner ups go to Nanami with his workaholic habits that may make you feel neglected, Todo because of his obsession with people's types of women that COULD (I'm not saying it is) be a form of objectifying for people.

That's it rly... <3 don't hurt me <3

[labomi]

a demon’s promise | (18+)

summary: You didn't want to spend your Friday night trying to summon the king of all demons in your tiny apartment, but here you are with your best friend by your side reciting an incantation from a strange book. To your utter relief, the spell doesn't work or so you seem to think.

pairing: sukuna ryomen x f!reader

words: 4.2k

warnings: explicit sexual content, slight dubcon, smut, explicit language, choking, overstimulation, rough sex, pet names, not a particularly happy ending

notes: read on ao3 here! first sukuna piece and i don’t have much to say except aahhhhh!! i initially planned it to be more of a cute, fluffy story but obviously that didn’t happen oops. well anyways thanks for reading!

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” you ask hesitantly, watching your best friend finish drawing a pentagram on your living room floor. Kimi dusts the chalk off her fingers, admiring her work with a satisfied smile.

“Oh, come on,” she says, a little exasperated at you. “Don’t bail on me now. Aren’t you the tiniest bit excited?”

“About summoning a demon from a weird book you found in the back of a sketchy thrift shop? Yea, I’m absolutely thrilled,” you deadpan.

It was about a week ago when Kimi surprised you with her new find. The book was bound in torn leather and filled with handwritten notes about how to conjure the supernatural on ink stained, wrinkled pages. It certainly looked old, but you couldn’t help but think it was a scam. Some kid might have decided to replicate the look and feel of an ancient book, filling it with absolute nonsense that your best friend was clearing falling for. 

Unfortunately, once Kimi had gotten a hold of this book, she would not shut up about it. For the past week, you tried your best to feign interest in her new obsession as she flipped through pages, oohing and aahing at the sketches and descriptions of different types of demons. They ranged from little mischievous creatures to incubi and succubi and even a terrifying being that ate the souls of its prey.

For the most part, you think the book is absolutely absurd, but you can't ignore the tiny voice in your head that is just a little terrified about the potential existence of demons. Kimi had begged you nonstop to try one of the spells. You were hesitant and initially said no, but she kept begging you over and over again. Eventually you gave in because she was your best friend, and she was clearly excited about trying out the book with you. There is no harm in humoring her a little, right?

Kimi finishes lighting the five candles that surround the pentagram as you place a small bowl in the center.

“Alright!” Kimi says, clapping her hands. She looks at the open spell book next to her, double checking the instructions. “The only thing left is a drop of human blood.” Kimi looks at you expectantly.

You blink and point a finger at yourself. “Me?” you squeak. “But isn’t this your idea?”

“But you know how squeamish I get about pain and blood! Pretty pretty pleaassee,” your best friend begs.

You sigh. “Alright, alright. You owe me big time for this. Hand me the knife.” Kimi happily gives you the small knife that you had grabbed earlier from the kitchen. Scrunching your face, you make a tiny little cut on your index finger and squeeze one drop of blood into the bowl. You suck on your finger, hoping it would scab over quickly. “Ok, now what?”

Kimi turns the page. “Now we just have to say this incantation together. Come here.” You scoot over to sit next to your friend as she holds the book between the two of you. Together, you both recite the words scribbled down on the crumbled page.

You wait.

And wait.

And wait.

And nothing happens.

“Umm,” you break the awkward silence. “Nothing happened.”

“No, this can’t be right.” Kimi groans and starts aggressively flipping through the pages. “We followed the instructions exactly. It should have worked!”

Part of you feels relieved. You weren’t particularly thrilled about inviting the supernatural into your tiny apartment on a Friday night. Now you’re more convinced that the book really is a fake.

“What were we supposed to summon anyway?” you ask, a little curious.

Kimi frowns, still re-reading the instructions. “A creature named Sukuna Ryomen. Apparently he’s the king of all demons.”

Your mouth falls open in shock. “What the fuck, Kimi? The king? You chose to summon the king of all demons? What were you thinking? I thought we were going to summon those harmless creatures that steal people’s left socks or something like that!”

Kimi huffs. “Well, I did ask you what we should summon, but you said you didn’t care and that I should pick something. So I did!”

You rub your temples, trying to keep calm. “You’re right, you’re right. My bad. I’m sorry.” You could tell that Kimi is already quite upset that the spell didn’t work, and you were just adding fuel to the fire. “Hey! It’s ok. Let’s just take the rest of the night off. I’ll clean everything up, don’t worry about it. And listen, maybe we can try a different spell next week. Perhaps there’s not enough spiritual energy in this room or something to summon the big guy.”

Kimi perks up a little at your words. “We can try again next week? Really?”

You nod. “Promise. Take the book back to your place and choose something a little bit more tame, ok?”

Kimi giggles. “Ok, I promise too!” She grabs the book and carefully places it in her bag before getting up and heading towards the door. You follow her and give her a quick hug.

“Talk to you tomorrow,” you say.

“Yep! Good night!”

Once Kimi leaves your apartment, you let out a deep breath. You survey the mess on your living room floor with a frown. You truly love your best friend to death, but she’s just a little too adventurous for your tastes sometimes.

A sudden wave of lethargy washes over you, causing you to lean against your kitchen counter for support. You rub your eyes, struggling to keep them open as your eyelids start to feel unusually heavy. 

Weird.

It isn’t particularly late, so you are a bit surprised to feel so tired out of the blue. You figure the excitement of tonight’s activities likely got the best of you, so you decide to retire early for the night. Walking into the living room, you blow out all the candles around the pentagram before retreating into your bedroom. You will clean up everything tomorrow. No harm in letting it sit out for the night.

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You wake up with a start. The darkness of your bedroom greets you. Groaning, you grab your phone in order to check the time but it was dead. You silently curse at yourself for forgetting to charge it before passing out. You lean back in your bed with a sigh. Normally, you sleep through the night undisturbed. You briefly wonder what had woken you up. 

Crash!

You instantly freeze and hold your breath. The noise came from the living room. It sounded like something had fallen. You try to calm your racing heart as you convince yourself that it was just one of your decorations falling off the wall. But you know you won’t be able to comfortably go back to sleep without checking, so you quietly slip out of bed and open your bedroom door. You peek into the living room, but you’re unable to make out anything clearly in the darkness. 

You fully step out of your bedroom and hit the light switch for the living room. Squinting your eyes, you try to adjust to the sudden brightness. Once your vision finally clears, you gasp. 

There’s someone in your living room.

The first thing you notice about the intruder is his tattoos. Intricate symbols mark his entire body, including his face.

The second thing you realize is that he’s completely naked.

You open your mouth to scream, but the intruder appears right in front of you within the blink of an eye and clamps his large hand over your mouth to shush you.

“Be quiet,” he growls deeply. “You can’t act so surprised. After all, you’re the one who called me here.”

You feel a chill crawl down your spine as your eyes widen in realization.

No. No. It can’t be.

Once the intruder is convinced you won’t start screaming, he removes his hand from your mouth. He stands back and takes in your appearance as you stand there numbly in your pajama shirt and shorts.

“A woman, huh.” He licks his lips. “I wasn’t expecting a woman to be the one to resurrect me, but I’m not complaining.”

This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening!

You try to convince yourself that you’re still dead asleep in your bed and dreaming about this entire encounter. There is no way that damn book actually worked!

“Ryomen Sukuna,” you whisper to yourself, suddenly recalling the name of the demon you tried to summon with Kimi.

You don’t miss the way his eyes light up. “Oh! You’ve heard of me!” He grins. “You should feel honored to be in the presence of the Great King of Demons.”

You shudder at his voice. There’s a certain aura of power, strength, and pure evil that you can feel radiating from the demon, but his appearance is still rather surprising. For the Great King of Demons, he looks rather...human. You could have easily mistaken him as a normal man who just really liked tattoos. No tail. No wings. No horns. Perhaps your view of demons was a bit outdated.

“I have to admit. I’m a little disappointed,” Sukuna says with a small frown, surveying his own body. “It seems you didn’t summon me correctly. My power is nowhere near what it should be, and it took me forever to spawn into this measly physical form. I normally have four arms and two faces.”

Your eyes bulge out of your head. Did he say four arms? And two faces?

The demon taps a finger on his chin in thought. “I did start off as a human before becoming a demon, so I guess it makes sense I’m reborn looking like a human at first.”

You silently thank your friend for messing up the ritual. If Sukuna had spawned immediately at full power, the two of you would have both been in danger. At least it’s only you in harm’s way. Kimi is safe and sound, far away from your tiny apartment.

“It’s ok,” Sukuna purrs, approaching you. “It doesn’t matter that you messed up the ritual a little. You can help me fix it now, pet.”

You stumble backwards, heart racing and body quivering in fear. He reaches out to place his hands on your shoulders, steadying you before pushing you against the wall. You instantly freeze, breath caught in your throat as you wonder what he’ll ask of you.

Sukuna lightly strokes your cheek with one hand. You want to recoil in fear and disgust, but your body remains frozen in horror.

“You haven’t noticed?” he asks. “It was your blood used in the summoning ritual. That means we are bonded.”

No. No.

Sukuna places two fingers underneath your chin and lifts them up so you look directly up into his eyes. You tremble uncontrollably as you meet his dark gaze.

“The way I regain my strength is by sucking the energy out of you. You might have noticed that you felt tired and sluggish after the ritual. That’s because the it took a lot of energy from you to give me a physical form. Don’t worry though, it’s not enough to kill you. But you are pretty weak, so it might take me awhile to regain my full strength.”

You gulp. The Great King of Demons at full strength? You know you have to prevent this from happening somehow, but your phone is dead, the book is gone, and Sukuna is not likely to let you leave his sight long enough for you to figure out a plan. Was it even possible to fight back against him? Maybe your best bet was to comply with his demands and hope he spares you.

“But there is a way to speed up the process.” He looks down at your body hungrily before leaning his head towards you until his lips hover over your left ear. “Sex,” he whispers huskily.

You stiffen slightly and try to ignore the spark that travels down your body and lights up your core.

“Wh-what do you mean?” you stammer nervously.

“I feed off your body’s energy, and everyone knows that there’s nothing more powerful than sexual energy. Sex gets your heart racing and blood pumping. It’s the perfect energy source for my complete resurrection.” Sukuna moves away from your ear and grins at your stricken face. “You are the one who summoned me here. It would be rude to not feed your guest and accommodate his needs.”

He places a thumb on your bottom lip, rubbing it back and forth. You try not to react, but your body won’t listen to you. Sukuna’s presence is overwhelming. His bare chest is practically pressed against your body. His eyes are dark with lust as he gazes at your face. His thumb continues to rub your lips which leaves you flustered. Your mind feels hazy, and your body feels unusually warm. A small, sane part of you tries to fight back. A little voice in your head reminds that this is the king of all demons. How could you fall for the literal embodiment of pure evil?

“I know you’re turned on,” Sukuna says smugly. You look away feeling absolutely mortified, but the demon grabs your head and forces you to look back at him. “Ah ah. Keep your eyes on me. No need to get embarrassed. Like I said before, I was resurrected from your blood, so we share a connection. This means I can feel your blood pumping in your own body, and I can tell exactly where it’s headed.” Sukuna drops his gaze down your body to emphasize his point. He doesn’t miss how your thighs suddenly clench together.

With a dangerous flash in his eyes, Sukuna hoists you over his shoulder and throws you on your bed. Before you could even think about saying no, Sukuna is on top of you harshly nipping and sucking at your neck. One hand is already underneath your shirt, fondling one of your breasts and playing with your hard nipple. He sucks at a particularly sensitive spot on your neck which leaves you moaning shamelessly underneath him. Any doubts or reservations immediately leave your mind. 

Your body feels like it’s on fire being this close to Sukuna. He chuckles darkly, leaving your neck and pulling out his hand from underneath your skirt. “That’s my good pet,” he purrs. “So eager just for me.” Sukuna kisses you roughly, leaving you gasping as you try to match his fervor. Eventually he leans back and admires how swollen your lips look after his harsh treatment. Your pupils are blown wide with lust. With Sukuna’s face hovering just above yours, you can’t help but admire his unique markings. Without realizing, you reach a hand out and start tracing the lines on his cheek. Sukuna stills for a moment, enjoying your tender touch. 

The moment of gentleness shatters when Sukuna rips open your shirt with his bare hands. He immediately latches onto one of your breasts with his mouth and roughly gropes the other. You grip the back of his head, digging your fingers in his short hair. He bites down a little too sharply on your nipple, causing you to yelp in slight pain. Sukuna lightly chuckles at your reaction and finally pulls away, giving your now sore breasts a break. He suddenly flips your positions so that you are now hovering over him as his back hits the bed.

You stare at his chiseled chest and can’t resist rubbing your hands up and down his prominent muscles. Sukuna observes you with an amused look as you openly admire his body. 

“You like what you see?” he smirks.

You ignore the question and begin peppering light kisses down his chest and over his abs. The demon hums, enjoying your soft touch all over his body. However, he eventually has enough of your teasing. He pushes your head down until you’re forced to look at something you’ve tried to avoid glancing at the entire night. Your heart flutters with a little nervousness as you’re greeted with Sukuna’s dick. It’s long and thick with just the slightest curve. You wonder how you’re going to be able to handle his impressive size.

Sukuna can sense your hesitation, so he decides to give you a little push. He grabs your hair roughly and brings your face closer to his throbbing dick. “Be a good girl and open wide.” With a shaky breath, you take the tip of Sukuna’s cock into your mouth. He’s so thick that you can barely fit him in your mouth. With the demon’s hand still on your head, he coaxes you take him in deeper and you oblige. Sukuna groans as your hot, wet mouth takes more and more of his length. You look so good with your lips wrapped around his cock. 

You start to bob your head up and down to Sukuna’s delight, but he’s rather annoyed at your languid pace. “Too slow,” he growls and that’s the only warning you get before the demon jerks his hips up sharpy. You gag as his dick hits the back of your throat, but Sukuna's firm grasp on your head keeps you in place. He tightens his grip and then begins to roughly thrust into your mouth. You try to relax your throat and keep your composure even as tears start to fall from your eyes as the demon ruthlessly fucks your face.

“You feel so good,” Sukuna groans. “You were made to take my dick.” A particularly rough thrust leaves you gagging again and drooling all over his cock. “Fuck yea, just like that.”

Once the demon is satisfied, he releases his grip on your hair and you immediately pull back to catch your breath. You wipe the spit from your mouth and the tears from your eyes, panting heavily from the rough treatment. Sukuna silently admires the way your breasts look against your heaving chest.

“Take the rest of your clothes off,” he demands. You shakily get off the bed and shimmy out of your pajama shorts. As you roll down your underwear, Sukuna doesn’t miss how it’s already drenched with your arousal. As you climb back on the bed, Sukuna roughly places you underneath him once again. He spreads open your legs and presses a finger against your entrance to test your wetness.

“Damn,” Sukuna growls. “You’re this wet from choking on my cock.” You moan in relief as you finally feel some friction against your throbbing core. “A good little whore just for me.”

The demon strokes your folds at a leisurely pace which drives you insane. You unconsciously grind against his hand, silently begging him to pick up the tempo, but Sukuna just chuckles and continues to tease you. He barely brushes your swollen clit with each stroke, causing you to whine in frustration.

“Please,” you whimper.

Sukuna raises his eyebrows with a smirk. “Please what?” He suddenly stops his ministrations to your immediate displeasure.

You bite your lip feeling slightly embarrassed, but you decide to swallow whatever pride you have left. “T-touch me. I want to feel you. I n-need to feel you.”

“Only because you asked so sweetly,” Sukuna hums. He finally rubs his thumb over your throbbing clit, and you immediately cry out as pleasure wracks your body. The demon’s touch becomes faster and rougher, leaving you a writhing mess underneath him. Just as you’re about to hit your climax, Sukuna pulls away and you can’t stop the frustrated whine that leaves your mouth. He strokes his dick amused by your reaction and leans down to whisper in your ear. “Wouldn’t it feel better to cum around my cock? Come on. Tell me that’s what you want, pet.”

The fire between your legs only grows as you listen to his words. Desperate for any sort of release, you beg for Sukuna’s cock. “P-please fuck me. I need your dick so badly. Please please please.”

Sukuna answers your pleas by lining his cock against your sopping entrance before pushing into you in one go. You groan at the slight burn as your walls stretch around his wide girth, but you’re so wet he manages to slide his entire length into you without much resistance. Once he’s fully sheathed, the feeling is completely overwhelming. You feel absolutely stuffed to the brim with his giant cock pulsing inside you.

“Oh my god,” you breath. “You’re so big. Fuck.”

Sukuna doesn’t give you much chance to adjust to his size as he immediately pulls out until only his tip remains before ramming back into you at full force. You yelp at the sudden movement, while the demon softly groans. He sets a brutal pace that leaves you absolutely breathless. With every snap of his hips, you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. Your toes curl in pleasure, and you rake your nails down his muscular back as the demon fucks you senseless.

“You’re so fucking tight,” Sukuna growls as you continue to moan and whimper wantonly underneath him. When the head of his cock hits that sensitive spot inside you at just the right angle, the tension in your body finally snaps and a wave of pleasure completely washes over you. You cry out as you reach your climax, squeezing your eyes shut as you surrender yourself to the sensations of pure bliss.

Once you start to come down from your high, Sukuna pulls out of you and adjusts your body so that you’re on your hands and knees. Your arms are still quivering from your orgasm but you have just enough strength to keep yourself from collapsing. Both you and Sukuna groan as he enters you once again. He somehow fucks you even harder than before. The lewd, wet noises of your bodies slamming against one of another fill the bedroom. Sukuna grips your waist with such force as he slams into you over and over again that you know you’ll wake up with nasty bruises tomorrow. In this position, it feels like his cock is pushing even deeper inside you at such a brutal pace.

“You going to cum on my cock again?” Sukuna pants. He slaps your ass, and you squeak at the unexpected sting. “Answer the question, pet.” He gives you another slap.

“Oh god, yes,” you gasp as your cunt clenches around him. “F-fuck. Your cock feels s-so good.” Satisfied with your answer, Sukuna reaches around to rub your clit. It was just the right amount of extra stimulation you needed to reach your climax again. Your body shudders as you lose yourself to the white hot pleasure. Sukuna pulls out of you, and you immediately collapse on the bed.

“Who said we were done yet, pet?” The demon picks you up and places you on top of him as he lays back on the bed. You instinctively wrap your arms around his neck as your hard nipples rub against his chest. You can feel his still erect cock poking at your entrance. “I want to watch your face as I fill you up with my cum.” 

You wince as he slips back into you. You’re already starting to feel overstimulated and sore, but Sukuna hasn’t shown any signs of slowing down yet. He ruts into your limp body, only concerned about chasing his own pleasure.

You don’t think it’s possible for you to cum again, but Sukuna’s cock is continuing to hit all the right places. The pain from overstimulation only seems to egg you on further as you feel the familiar tension building within your body once again. Sukuna groans as your walls start to clench down on him. His thrusts become more erratic as he approaches his own release. 

As he continues to pound into you as you’re splayed across his chest, the demon tells you about all the humans he’ll kill once he’s at full power. Not even women or children will be safe from his destruction. He’ll lay siege to all Japan, perhaps even the world. Sukuna mentions how the golden age of demons will begin once again. 

You begin crying, but you can’t even tell if it’s from the overstimulation, the shame of letting him use you like this, or the guilt of bringing such a horrifying demon back to Earth. With one more rough thrust, you come undone again for the third time during the night. Sukuna follows right after you, pumping you full of his cum. There’s so much that you can already feel his seed leaking out of you.

Sukuna remains still, trying to catch his breath as you quietly sob against his chest. The demon rubs your head with surprising tenderness. 

“Don’t worry, pet. I promise I’ll spare you,” Sukuna says. “You’re mine now. No one else will ever touch you again.”

You hiccup through your tears as Sukuna’s words fill you with dread. It’s all your fault. He’s going to be reborn at full power and wipe out human civilization because of you. The guilt tears at your heart.

What have you done?

Sukuna can already feel his power returning to him. It’s only a matter of time before he’ll be unstoppable. Perhaps a couple of more days of indulging himself with your body will get the job done. He rubs your back, feeling how your sobs rack your body. Your tears only amuse him. Just another sign of how weak humans really are.

“Get ready for the new age, pet. And it’s all thanks to you.”

[yinses]

blissful madness 

| here he has exclusive rights to everything, including your body |

sukuna ryomen rating: 18+  —use of aphrodisiacs to alter mindsets. this is just really dirty. im so sorry to subject you to this.

a/n: not a request. just a bunch of filth with sukuna ruining you within his domain. probably going to end it with this one. this was a lot for me. 

he must mix some sort of sweet aroma within the low lying miasma floating throughout his domain. the thick haze makes you feel like you’re walking on clouds the moment you step foot into his temple. 

at first you think its to hide the less appealing parts of the area- tucking away the crackling bones of his conquests. it brings a laugh bubbling to your lips to liken him to a boyfriend coating his room in cologne to mask the smell of his living arrangements. but sukuna was certainly not a boy.

and by the time you realize it’s meant for something else. 

well, your thoughts fade away right then and there. 

the two of you had taken a final residence at his throne. your body was draped across his, writhing on a mess cum and saliva, as your lips were parted and they were greedily lapping on sukuna’s fingers. that pink muscle ran up and down those digits, cleaning off the remnants of the last orgasm. your eyes were completely shadowed a haze of agreeableness, making you lust and yearn for more for his attentions. 

" ’ryo... more?"

your lips curved into an arousing smile, making the curse hums as he idly strokes your sweat drenched hair from your forehead before nodding at your request. that mouth of his, still filled your own slippery taste, pressed onto your submissively parted lips. the thin trickle of your essence trailed sloppily down your chin, splattering into a sticky mess against your chest. 

sukuna chuckled, followed by a cooing sound of encouragement. his large hands rubbed against your sternum and down to palm at your breast. smeared it all over your skin and making you break from the hungry kiss to sigh wantonly at his wandering touch.

 the other hand traveled lower to delve deep between your thighs and probed in a few fingers into your dripping core. a thumb teasingly rubbing circles over your clit to make you come again.

your mind seemed to nibble at the edges of thoughts, perhaps whims. sometimes a sound or broken word bubbles to your lips before its chased away with a hard tsk.

let me take care of you, kitten. don’t worry your pretty head about anything tonight. 

and you decided again that its for the best. especially when it rewards you with him biting your neck with those sharp canines that leave deep imprints on your skin. your body trembles as you gasp and shudder whilst his hand worked overtime. 

instinctively your legs close in on sukuna’s hands, trapping it there, and the curse raised his head to look at you with those disturbingly tantalizing eyes. and then, almost sadistically, he pulled away and watched in evident satisfaction when your body arched slightly at the loss of motion and your hands automatically flew to pull him against you.

flush. skin to skin. breasts against chest. 

"mhm..’ryo..please" he heard you shamelessly beg, too desperate for another release. "please... let me come..."

"i don't feel like making you come again with only me doing all the work," he chuckled darkly, eyelashes half-lidding his scorching gaze. instead, he chose to lean back, elbow resting against the arm of the chair as he just observes. "don't you feel hungry...? you must be quite famished, don't you? being a slut must be so exhausting for you."

"hungry..." you echoed, attention zeroed in on him and only him as you slowly sat up. the weight of his hand remain temptingly near your throbbing heat. but it didn't budge. 

your mind supplies the first thing you think will match his demands.

"yeah... hungry. i want to eat ryomen..."

one of the his dark eyebrows, the action pulling at near by tattoos. he chuckled amusedly, running those fingers covered in your cum against his lips as he swiped a talented tongue against one of it.

 "eat me...? did you go and turn into a curse behind my back?." he mocked quietly, smirking at the way you were steadily staring at him like he was your only salvation for release. "i knew you were obsessed with me, kitten, but to disappoint humanity?- how endearing."

you make a happy sort of whiny sound, taken solely by the praise latched on to the end. you gingerly raised a rise to hover over his thighs, pressing your torso against his chest. you looked down at him with those glassy eyes, lips parting to release a sigh. your hands caught his face and you made him take a good look at you while you took your bottom lip between your teeth, biting on it in an insatiable appetite for another round. 

sukuna’s low chuckles fed into your desires. "what are you going to do now...?"

"i'm going to..." you teasingly rubbed your wet core against his member and coyly smiled when sukuna hissed at your action, his hands moving to grip your hips with a bruising force. "i'm going to eat you... ‘ryo. i'll eat you up..."

the first lesson you learned from the curse was that he did not like to be teased. 

he was the one who preferred playing the merciless master, taking in pleasure at how others begged and pleaded for him to help them. the hands that were grasping your hips immediately pulled you down and you cried at the surprising intrusion–"big, too–big, 'ryo!"

 your thighs quaked against his sides as you struggled not to lose balance, emitting more pleasured moans as a mixture of your combined capitulation dribbles out between your legs at the forced movement. 

"with this..." sukna growled, maniacal eyes glowing against your pleading ones, "you're the one who's eaten up in the end..."

"please, ryomen... please..."

"you're so dirty..." the curse allowed his lips to curl into a simpering smirk at your continuous demand, slowly pushing you against the ground as he braced himself over your body with one hand whereas the other pushed your tied wrists together over your head, restricting your movements. his pupils became thinner as he took in how helpless you looked, mouth hanging open and more than ready to say his name all over again, and he chuckled at that. "i want you to follow exactly what i tell you to do, all right?"

your body arched, trying to make him sink in deeper, but the brunet remained motionless at your teasing. a sobbed gasp echoed in the corrupted situation."any–anything..."

"good. wrap your legs around me."

you complied obediently, adding a slight wriggle of your hips to accommodate him better.

"don't do anything to throw me off my rhythm."

"n–nnh... okay..."

"don't. make. a. sound."

a large inhale. "but–"

sukuna’s eyes narrowed dangerously. "not. a. word."

you were too desperate for this. a wordless nod became your answer and you bit your lips harder to keep your mouth shut.

"and lastly... keep your eyes closed. just like that."

only he was able to witness your face shifting into an expression of more ecstasy when started a rhythm of rough thrusts. he hit that spot again, again and again. spiralling you down further into your frenzy.

then he unexpectedly stopped and watched in cruel approval when you opened your mouth to make a sound but promptly fell quiet again when you remembered his law. you bit against the meat of your tongue as sukuna shallowly pressed into your core again, making you buck against him to make him go faster, but he simply punished you with stopping altogether. 

"ahn–’ryo–!"

sukuna mockingly brushed his lips against the peak of your breast. "you're a bad girl... you broke the rule..."

a flick out a tongue against it was all he needed to make you arch against him desperately.

“just what am i going to do with you, little one?”

[not-delicious-milk]

the horror of jujutsu kaisen

so jujutsu kaisen is possibly one of the most effective horror stories i’ve read in a long time. the way it crafts its horror is really ingenious. i think that horror can be split into a couple categories, each more effective than the last:

shock and disgust -- think jump scares and gore. simple imagery that we eventually get desensitized to

perversion and corruption of something we’re familiar with -- this is the source behind a lot of classic horror imagery, like creepy dolls or evil nuns. the horror of expecting one thing and getting something else, the uncanny valley, a lot of eldritch horror

slow decline of what we consider good and correct -- this is what i’d say is the most effective brand of horror. this is the one where you go downhill along with the horror protagonist, and you start agreeing with the monster by the end. it’s where the lines of what we even consider to be monstrous start being blurred. i’d say that eldritch horror still factors into this, but it’s the root of most psychological horror. think the shining or serial experiments lain. 

jujutsu kaisen uses all three to great effect. the gore is really very well done and tasteful, and the best part is that the series feels no need to shock you with stuff that isn’t gore. there aren’t jumpscares (not that it would work in a manga anyway) or god forbid scenes where the female characters get violated. a lot of the curses veer into uncanny valley territory, and the whole concept of transfigured humans is of course literal corruption of something we’re familiar with. but the main draw of jujutsu kaisen is the slow decline of what we consider good and correct, and the way that it accomplishes this is by taking advantage of our -- the reader’s -- expectations involving shonen manga.

jujutsu kaisen is not a typical shonen manga. but it does a very good job of pretending to be, just like that almost-deer in the woods looks like the real thing from 100 meters away before you notice it has a few too many eyes. it’s easy to forget amidst the funny moments and epic fights that you’re reading a horror story and not hunter x hunter or bleach. it’s very effective in subverting stock shonen tropes and not drawing attention to it. a lot of the time, “subversive” media will hit you over the nose with how subversive it’s being just to get the point across. for example, deadpool breaks the fourth wall like it’s a wrecking ball company trying to fill its monthly quota, and as a result the subversiveness actually becomes less effective. the sarcasm and the meta moments stop being as effective over time because you get used to it. it stops being as subversive once it settles into its own status quo. jujutsu kaisen doesn’t address the reader or draw attention to when it subverts shonen tropes, which makes it easier to miss when you’ve been almost betrayed by your own expectations.

an example that i’ve addressed before is sukuna. yes, yes, sukuna sexc, but also sukuna defies just about every single thing we expect when it comes to superpowered evil sides. he doesn’t come out when yuuji is angry, he refuses to work with or befriend him, he only gets more powerful and more evil over time, he doesn’t go berserk when he attacks and rather makes calculated decisions to make things worse, he has his own agenda we don’t even know about, and he’s so charismatic it’s easy to forget just how evil he is. nobody ever draws attention to it, so you don’t realize just how weird sukuna is. he’s an anomaly and that makes him scary. whenever he’s involved everything immediately goes to shit, and the reactions to him of those around him drive home just how horrifying his presence really is. in short, as tvtropes puts it:

Sukuna shows exactly what a a sociopathic unrepentant, ancient evil who's able to back up his ego with the power to match controlling your body would actually be like.

spoilers for the manga under the cut

then there’s the shibuya arc. as horrifying as it is to watch characters we know and love die, i think that the most memorable and scary part of it is yuuji’s decline. it’s something that’s been hinted at from the very beginning, that yuuji is ruthless when it comes to killing curses and has a relatively shaky motivation when it comes to leading people to proper deaths. over time that motivation gets challenged again and again, with yuuji first questioning what a proper death actually is and, once he starts actually killing humans instead of curses, whether he even has the right to consider that his motivation. 

yuuji also gradually becomes more and more accepting of death over time, going from being frightened of it to facing it with courage, then accepting of it if it means helping others, to embracing it as his role to play, and finally to wishing it upon himself after sukuna’s rampage. it’s heart-wrenching to watch him break down after being set up as an eternal ball of sunshine who never lets any heartbreak or fear slow him down. and then there’s what happens to nobara kugisaki.

if this was a typical battle shonen manga, this would lead to a rage power-up for yuuji and he would kick mahito’s ass, plain and simple. think of naruto vs pain after hinata got thrashed. it doesn’t. it’s much worse. it doesn’t empower yuuji, it breaks him, and i’d say that this is the last we see of the character we know as yuuji. all he can do is curl up on the ground, but it’s still him. and then todo shows up.

in my opinion, todo actually made things worse with his speech. in terms of the fight against mahito, he successfully got yuuji back into the fight. the contents of his speech weren’t bad either, talking about how giving up would defile the memories of those he’s lost and that he’s been entrusted with too much. but again, it doesn’t really empower yuuji. it gets him to stand up, but it’s like he’s standing on broken bones. this is where a lot of foreshadowing starts coming into play. we’ve seen characters fight and become completely unhinged in their obsession -- that’s not new to us. we’ve seen yuuji do it too. 

but this is something else. yuuji starts to resemble sukuna more and more as the fight goes on, in actions and words as well as appearance. he looks... hollow. there’s no expression in his eyes, not even anger. he’s carrying out his duty like a good cog. and he eventually decides that he doesn’t need to find a meaning or a reason to kill curses, in contrast to the way we’ve been told throughout the story that meaning is important for sorcerers, and the way that shonen protagonists are always highly driven by a strong, unshaking motivation.

in other words, we see something we’re familiar with and something we see as good -- yuuji, his motivation, exorcising curses -- turn into something we no longer recognize. or to be more clear, we do recognize it, we just don’t like it. so yuuji starts to look more like sukuna. his motivation is whittled away into nothing. “exorcising” becomes “killing”. 

we see yuuji finally decisively beating mahito, but we’re not exactly happy about it. don’t get me wrong, i love seeing that bastard crawling away in fear, but i don’t like that it’s yuuji he’s crawling away from. i don’t like seeing what yuuji has become. it makes my skin crawl thinking about what’ll happen to him from here on out. yuuji, over the course of the shibuya arc, has become the single most terrifying character in the story so far. 

and that’s what makes jujutsu kaisen an effective horror story. 

there are no heroes, but we like to think that there are, as we desperately try to convince ourselves that these people are good and correct and rock-solid in both their motivations and their sanity. 

the only other time i’ve seen this done in a similar way was during the chimera ant arc of hunter x hunter, where gon slowly loses his humanity in exchange for his single-minded goal of avenging kite. but after that arc, gon spent the next arc as a mummy, in other words without any character development. and after he’s healed, he just goes right back to his peppy self without addressing the monster he became like, a week before. i think jujutsu kaisen is going to pick up where the chimera ant arc left off, in a metaphorical sense. i am equal parts terrified and excited to see where yuuji’s character will go from here. i want to know what’s going on with him and sukuna, and i want to see how everyone else will react to how he has changed, et cetera et cetera. 

anyway. that’s just my two cents, but i really think that the character-driven horror is much scarier than the gory parts. i could probably talk about gojou too and how absolutely batshit deranged he acts in combat, but i also don’t want to talk about him in principle because he gets too much attention. he deserves to be humbled, lol. 

so yeah i really like the shibuya arc

[seoafin]

BYE I WAS IMMERSED WITH GENSHIN’s STORY PLOT (AND THE FANARTS ON MY TL) WHICH WAS ALSO DROPPED EARLIER THIS MORNING AND FORGOT ABT JJK FOR A SPLIT SEVONDSJJSJEJ

but anyways ,, jjk 145// the more i write abt it, the more i’ll sound incoherent, this is ur last warning to ignore this 🧍‍♂️(1)

the one who is based on avalokitesvara (i’ll start calling it them as kannon from now) that i mentioned was actually brain (out of ppl) 😭😭

kenjaku (羂索) is shorten from "不空羂索観音 (fukukenjakukannon)" ,, they existed b4 the heian period... older then sukuna ?? suggested that brain is at least 1k years old... hsjsjjsjs

fukukenjakukannon, a manifestation of the buddhist god of mercy and compassion,, perhaps of some interest is that the fukukenjaku shares some kanji with gojou's infinite void followed by kanjis for trap & rope, with kannon directly referring to an all-knowing/overseeing divine existence. it rly does seem that kenjaku, tengen, and gojou's fates have all been strongly interwined throughout history,, kannon has been perceived as both male and female depending on the portrayal and the region, not unlike jjk's kenjaku switching bodies and genders over the course of time (kamo vs kaori vs getou)

some associations with kannon may be relevant to jjk. namely, as yuki mentions, salvation ,, kannon is a deity to serve his subjects, and resolve their suffering by eliminating its source,,, in which case, i think kenjaku's goal may possibly not be too far off from geto’s ,,,,, he may think that he is saving a group that is enduring greater suffering than any other. whether that is shamans, cursed spirits, or sth else entirely is up for debate. given his persistence over the millenia, and the likelihood of spreading suffering worldwide through a universal tengen merger, it's more than likely that he has a very personal motive. note that under his plan it is specifically the evil of a human that would spread and destroy all of humankind connected through tengen

this is an interesting contrast to sukuna, who is much more whimsical and far less calculated. i think the clash between these 2 in the past will have strong relevance for the future,,, on the other hand, since kannon has historically manifested in response to the suffering of various beings, it may be that the feelings of cursed spirits as a whole have led to kenjaku's existence. he could very well be a curse born from curses, instead of from humans.

okay now what i'm really excited abt: the relationship between kenjaku and the 6 eyes. 1 of the functions of kannon is to protect the 6 realms of rebirth/the 6 paths. u may already be familiar with this buddhist concept as it has been referenced in a variety of animanga (notably it is a major plot point of naruto, it's mukuro's ability in KHR, etc.). there's strong reason to believe this concept also has connections to the gojou 6 eyes ability. i think if we get to learn more abt the 6 eyes, i may be able to speak more on this point.

(as a side note here, i’ll mention that there’s an association between kannon and the protection of aborted children, perhaps relating to og kamo and the death paintings)

at the very least, we know that kenjaku and the 6 eyes are in opposition, and i'm speculating that the gojou bloodline is the true manifestation of a protective deity, at least for the humans, and kenjaku's goals are antithetical to that,,, perhaps, as yuki kind of suggested, taking the name kenjaku is a joke of sorts. if sukuna is malevolence incarnate, kenjaku is mercilesness,,

i think some of the core concepts being explored by the tengen storyline are that of form and existence. gojou satoru, tengen, kenjaku, and eventually the star plasma vessels are existences that transcend the norm,,, toji on the other hand, is the only example of the opposite. an existence that shouldn't have ever existed, in a sense. kenjaku seemed to have used that to his advantage in his manipulation of the events in hidden inventory,,, but it also leads me to believe that only a similar anomaly could undo the new destiny he's setting up for himself.

geto was the perfect piece to set kenjaku up for success in conducting a merger and putting this culling game into motion. geto's path has led to this outcome,,, in which case, an apt parallel as we have known all along is that gojou's path should lead to the counter-outcome: megumi, yuuta, and especially yuuji— these 3 will be the key to unravelling kenjaku's plan.

also tengen said that kenjaku’s objective is to send all the ppl in jpn to higan or turning all non shamans into one but he doesnt have enough cursed energy to do that,,, i did say that yuuji’s birthday took place in the 4th solar term where a part of a week long celebration haru no higan (higan 彼岸→other shore, buddhist pārāmitā), when ppl would honour the dead and sweep ancestral tombs took place,,,

so theres this buddhist mantra, called the “heart sutra” and the last verse of the sutra is,,

there are many sutras in buddhism, but the most well-known among them is probably the Heart Sutra,, altho it depends on the sect (of buddhism), the heart sutra is often read at funerals and memorial services, so even if,, and for some reason the sutra is often associated to kannon even in the utube thumbnail 👁👁 if u search up prajnaparamita sutra,,

heart sutra has the meaning of "an important teaching to reach the state of enlightenment by the power to see through the truth and essence." which is based on the idea of ​​"void" as this important teaching,, the sutra tells us what we shld do to be free from the suffering of this world and live in peace,, in the heart sutra, the idea of ​​"void" is especially important.

buddhism can be broadly divided into theravada and mahayana buddhism,,,,

theravada is a teaching that only some ppl (those who practice buddhism with strict lifestyle like the monks) reach the state of enlightenment, while mahayana is a teaching that all ppl (some who practice Buddhism) can reach enlightment even if u dont practice anything related to the religion,,, the idea of ​​the void has the idea of ​​not being caught up in individual things and not being obsessed with it, and the idea of ​​heart sutra belongs to the category of mahayana buddhism

"void" does not mean "empty" but "no substance (no fixed shape)". the sutra also states that "everything keeps changing" and "although it keeps changing, the essence (core) of things remains the same."

for eg, the idea is, "i am me, no matter how old i am,, my appearance and various abilities deteriorate, how I am evaluated by others, whether i feel good or bad."

in other words,,, it’s a teaching to be aware of the essence without being caught up in the phenomenon of change.

"void" means "no substance (no fixed shape)", which means that u don't have to be obsessed with things or get caught up in one value.

eg, the reason why diamonds are beautiful is that diamonds arent beautiful from the beginning, but that humans decide that they’re beautiful,,, and that each person has a fixed evaluation of the movement of their hearts that they feel is beautiful. but thats not always the case right?

the last verse goes like this :

“Therefore, Prajna Paramita is known as the most divine mantra,

the great enlightening mantra,

the utmost mantra,

the incomparable mantra,

destroyer of all suffering!

Since what is true is not in vain, listen to the mantra of the Prajna Paramita– it goes like this:

GATE GATE PARA GATE PARASAM GATE BODHI SVAHA!”

the translation of the last line is: “going, going, going on beyond, always going on beyond, always becoming buddha.”

quoted from a web here : “it suggests movement toward awakening. It expresses the enlightenment of a buddha as an unfolding process, rather than a steady state. It puts us in the hopeful position of one who may not have arrived, but who may be on the way. The destination may not be an end, but the journey itself.

As appealing as this translation is, it is by no means the only one. When you do an Internet search for the terms “Heart Sutra” or “Prajna Paramita” you get numerous references. At these various pages you will find several different translations of the mantra. These include:

* Gone, gone, gone beyond, gone altogether beyond. Oh what an awakening! All hail!

* Gone, gone, gone beyond altogether beyond, Awakening, fulfilled!

* Gone, gone, gone to the Other Shore, attained the Other Shore having never left.

* Gone, gone, totally gone, totally completely gone, enlightened, so be it.

* “Oh, you have done! You have done! You have completely crossed the margin. This is Enlightenment! Congratulations!” “

the irony though of toji dying thinking that he should've stuck his principles but actually having ridiculous impact on the world,, this also puts a new spin on the "look upon the flesh of one who is free" (afaik it was left untranslated on his cover page when he invade dagon’s domain) and the implication is imo,,, the more cursed energy, the more restrictions and so in a way humanity goes into a devolution the more cursed energy there is because they will be bound even more tightly to the cycle than before,, which is the irony of the kenjaku & bodhisattva linkage

toji had a heavenly restriction and has zero cursed energy, which is an anomaly that is his own, which makes me wonder what he would've been like if he had an expressed technique,,, but it's the zero cursed energy part, that uniqueness, that makes him powerful in canon

im rly curious how having cursed power automatically seems to lock u into a binding,,, which is seemingly fate. the shaman world rly operates entirely on rules,, where this is because of tengen's barriers or the origin of techniques being more commonplace im not sure

i used to think CTs came abt when individual sorcerers made pacts with supernatural beings etc but now im not sure,, despite leaning hard on shinto and buddhist frameworks there isnt much overt indication over what is and is not a real power in canon,,, like we have mahoraga but are bodhisattvas assumed to be real and exist? or as figures of belief, are they and other figures of shinto mythology, all just cursed spirits in the end?

but that tengen is linked with the proliferation of 6 eyes and star plasma vessel, makes me start wondering how and why tengen started this whole barrier thing,, like yes jpn has a ton of cursed spirits but was it before or after the barrier i can't remember now

maybe Kenjaku was messing around too much back then,, i like how sukuna also maybe had very lil to do with this and is possibly going to interfere as a wild card once more. is the idea to use him as a hail mary so u convey more ppl to the other side all at once? unless kenjaku thinks sukuna is the person who got closest to the next evolution of humankind and is actually a fan 🥴

but yeah if sukuna and megumi can remake the world together can they just hit the reset button so tengen isn't somehow this massive jungian collective unconscious? is sukuna going to accidentally save the world lol,,, i didn't care for fate themes before since it felt like akutami hadn't wholly committed to it as a theme,,, but fate and collective responsibility/influence on the individual just became a much bigger theme

also the mind/body/soul thing with tengen,,, when is that idea coming back

so tengen and sukuna are so far the only ppl who have said to have evolved into curses, whereas kenjaku still seems to be a shaman, as well as angel. what catalyzes that??

also how tf are the cursed weapons made i have questions,, just putting it out here but i actually thought that if toji, presumably, didnt rebel and defected from the clan,,, what are the chances of zenin thinking of turning him into a cursed weapon lol

,,, does being a cursed spirit mean u are bound even more tightly to fate? or do u escape because u are no longer a human bound by ur technique and u are instead just energy that keeps cycling over and over.....cursed energy rly just karma with strength mechanics???

why did gojou get rid of the black rope only for yuuta go to find more??? seems contradictory,, like...did he exorcise sth in that couple years gap?? or were there other reasons? or is HE the one scared since he also hid the inverted spear of heaven,,, makes me wonder how common knowledge all these mechanics actually are

trying to wrap my head around potential megumi learned helplessness or not being able to work through his own problems, or if it's this weird backward wishing that he didn't HAVE to deal with problems if he didn't HAVE to do these things and there were simple solutions,,, like i don't think he's exactly lazy bc he seems to do a lot of work behind the scenes, but there's a certain stasis to him, a wishing not to know. i wonder if he was ever given the "u are a child and I'm the adult" speech nanami gave yuuji

nanami, qifrey and maybe reigen are the adult/ mentor figures i wish was/ is in my life orz

i think it's kind of funny how 145 is like suddenly christianity! this manga is just abt the many ways people seek freedom and want to be delivered,,,

but im not going to talk abt it 😔 — i only have lil to no knowledge abt it other than the lil trivias my friends dropped time to time whenever we’re having a discourse abt religion suddenly lmao and im not a big fan of talking abt things idk abt bc i’ll just look stupid otherwise LMAO

its interesting to note that christian have this uh for a lack of better way to describe it, higher power which can grant u eternal salvation or damnation while buddhism is just fending for urself in pursuit of enlightment ,,, while buddhism also have beings like devas/ deities it just means that 1) if ur born as one, u must have done a good deed sometime in one of ur previous lives,, 2) u just have a ridiculous long life span but yes u’ll eventually die again and rebirth as sth depending on ur actions,,, that goes for living in gods, demi-gods, humans, animals, hungry ghosts or hells realms

this is completely unrelated but,, my mother used to blast the heart sutra frequently in my house back then and the only thing i catch is the “gate gate parasamgate bodhi svaha” which i used ,, whenever i see sth..that is supposed to be unseen

theres this time i stayed behind in cram school for an exam,, i purposely took a another path from my usual one to clear my head (but im still familiar) and i saw this guy standing on the side road and the only thing that went thru my mind back them was “why is he not moving? is he waiting for someone? is he lost or sth,, the main road is just 6 foot away tho lol”

it was until i keep looking at each house that i finally notice that the spot he stood on is not even a ground lvl asphalt,, it’s a fucking sewer which means that he’s actually floating 😭😭 i just jogged and say sth along the line “wow today, ma is cooking hotpot for dinner (i actually have no idea what she plans to cook everyday) i dont want to eat it cold,, so i better hurry up” out loud while chanting the verse in my head

theres also this time me and a friend were sitting on my motorcycle after getting our late night food run until a particular smell and when we stay silent, a woman is singing on the branch right above us that we dipped right away and i almost catch a ticket for speeding all the while thinking abt that verse💀

i dont mind seeing one of “them” but i do have a problem with them following me back home and end up haunting my house for some period of time,, that one or sth ghost who slam things around and giggle in the middle of the night is enough for me to deal with 😀

now im off crying abt genshin (again) now and i’ll go back to sleep afterwards,,, ALSO I LOVE WITCH HATE ATALIERJSJEJEJ- 🐱 (2)

you literally brought up THE SAME EXACT QUESTIONS I HAVE!!! like why would gojo send yuuta to find more of the rope if he destroyed it in the first place?? unless he destroyed it in the heat of the battle with miguel during the prequel but it didn’t look like that. also i saw on twitter kenjaku might not even be a male?? apparently when referring to kenjaku, tengen didn’t use gendered pronouns. im also super curious as to how the six eyes, star plasma vessel (riko...), tengen, and kenjaku are all entwined because kenjaku’s plan was a long time coming, even though he was foiled two times already.

this reminds me of the heavenly restrictions because im still so confused about what exactly it is!! is it something a person is born with or is it something that is placed on a baby by another person??

you brought up fate too and i think that’s such an interesting concept like with akutami making more and more references to the heian era and the “golden age of sorcery” in the end I feel like everything led up to this moment. the existence of cursed energy too just feels like this “endless cycle of fate” which makes sense considering this theme also kinda aligns with yuuji’s birth which was pre planned. idk...this whole thing is suddenly feeling so much more insidious than we may have originally thought.

the sudden christianity mention is a pretty odd choice on akutami’s part but a lot of ppl (including me) are speculating that hana is going to be a harbinger of doom or something. once again is she even japanese?? the western concept of angels have never been particularly altruistic either.

unfortunately gojo has always been treating megumi like an adult so i don’t think he was ever given the “you are a child” talk from gojo. we can see it in their first meeting too. when their conversation takes a turn to serious, it becomes a conversation is from one adult to another. gojo also seems like the type to pile even more responsibility onto megumi because gojo isn’t responsible, so megumi had to pick up that slack.

i agree with you. i think sukuna is literally a wild card LMAO he does what he wants when he wants and that’s in. i don’t even think you can have a contingency plan for sukuna because he’s just that unpredictable!!!

nanami, qifrey and MAYBE reigen LSDNFKJFKN....reigen beats gojo by far though so i’ll give reigen that (that's not saying much tho tbh 😭) reigen's still sexy as hell tho 😁

also you mentioned khr!! khr is one of my favorite mangas of all time....although amano akira cannot write women despite being one khr still holds a very special place in my heart. i had no idea mukuro was influenced by kannon (to be fair i was like 14) but then again...mukuro’s eyes....i can’t believe our tastes in animanga are the same....bestie our taste>>>

HELLO???? YOU’RE RUNNING INTO SUPERNATURAL CREATURES LIKE THAT??? also motorcycles!! now im like 80% sure you're in SEA somewhere, bc as someone who lived in a SEA country for 3 years and went to school in a haunted building I feel you LMAO