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college!sukuna + the first time he asks you to watch yuuji for him :)
“Yes mom, everything is okay- no I don’t need you to send me food- ma, please-“ you try reasoning with your mother, phone between your cheek and your shoulder, while trying to cook something up.
It’s been a month since your arrival and she’s worried you might not find the comfort she so desperately wants you to have. You love her, but she can be a little too much. You manage to hang up and then you’re deep in thought, not knowing if you should add pepper or not to your pot, when a deep voice near your ear makes you jump.
“Yo.”
“For fuck- hi?! Couldn’t you, I don’t know, make any kind of noise before scaring me shitless?” You say to college!sukuna, who is looking at your pan from behind your shoulder.
“That looks like a mess,” he responds, ignoring your outburst. He's so nonchalant, almost as if judging negatively something is his natural behaviour towards strangers.
“Get out,” you whine, trying to push him away by putting your hands on his chest. He doesn’t move an inch, merely resorting to stare at you from below his nose. Your breath almost hitches: his eyes are piercing red, and the fact that he has a pair of them tattoed beneath his real ones makes him look-
"You look like a serial killer, should I call the cops on you or are you going to step back?" you say, raising one eyebrow. He blows in your face and gives you space only when he hears you whine. Asshole. Your hands fall from his chest and you slightly touch his torso. Oh, the boy has muscles, that's for sure.
"I need you to watch the brat for me," he tells you straightforwardly.
You're confused. "You need me to watch who?"
He rolls his eyes. "My brother, I need you to watch my brother."
You gape up at him, then raise your shoulders and move around him to get to the fridge. "No thanky youuu."
"Come on. They need me at the studio, a client requested me for a tattoo," he says following you, hands in his pockets.
“Not surprised you’re a tattoo artist. I’m sorry for your clients,” you mumble.
“The fuck did you say?” He snarls.
You huff. “I said, what’s in it for me?”
You turn around closing the fridge door with your hip, and you find him staring at you, again.
“Pal, you have a serious staring problem-“
“I’m ordering take out for ya.”
“Huh?” You respond, a little baffled.
“Are you dense?” He starts, a bored tilt to his tone. He thinks you’re kinda cute, but the fact you talk back makes him want to shut you up. With his own tongue down your throat, possibly. “I said I’m ordering you food. Take care of my brother and you can ask me for whatever you want for dinner. It’s not like you’re a great cook, anyway,” he adds, pointing towards the pan you still have on the stove.
You lightly slap his arm and he fights back the urge to slap you back on your forehead. Affectionately! Maybe.
“You’re so rude. Go, I’ll watch Yuuji. I want seafood boil, thanks,” you singsong. In your peripheral vision you see him stretching out his hand.
“Shake on it.”
You put your hand in his and try to grip him as strongly as possible, but he notices and it feels like he’s trying to crush your bones when he grips your hand back.
“Ow! Okay! Deal!” you say stepping back and massaging your hand, frowning.
“Thanks,” he says smirking.
#does this give ‘pining’ or ���incredibly cringe’ LMFAO I CAN’T DECIDE#anywayyyy ^.^ lmk what you think about it in the comments thx#sukuna fluff#sukuna ryomen x reader#sukuna jjk#sukuna x reader#sukuna x y/n#sukuna x you#college au
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JJK tweets [pt. 2]
- keeping up with the jjk characters and their daily bs. 💕
pt. 1: here
contains: pure crack, fluff, mentions of stsg, au where everyone is alive and well
likes, reblogs and comments appreciated 🌸
#lmfao sorry yuta#jjk#jjk crack#jjk au#jjk fluff#jjk tweets#yuuta okkotsu#yuuji itadori#satoru gojo#suguru geto#ryomen sukuna#maki zenin#megumi fushiguro#nobara kugisaki
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This chapter was peak dynamic for them. Back when Yuji's biggest grief in life was his slime? Apparently?
#Sukuna was such a petty bitch this chapter its fucking hilarious to me#Straight up pouting the whole time#And Yuji was so goddamn petty with these random ass anecdotes sukuna DOES NOT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT but has to listen to lmfao#Peak antag protag duo#thier dynamic is narratively rich and meaningful but also just hilarious at the same time#This started as lets draw baby yuji in the new chapter#and evolved into lets play with facial shading cause I miss making full paintings#jjk#jjk spoilers#jjk fanart#my art#yuji itadori#sukuna#unckuna#I love that tag
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title: Y/N and her boys [sneak peek] pairing : Upper classman/popular kid!Gojo Satoru x F!reader, Exchange student!Eren Jaeger x F!reader, MMA Fighter/Celebrity!Ryomen Sukuna x F!reader, Childhood Bestfriend!Aki Hayakawa x F!reader, Varsity football player!Itoshi Rin x F!reader (use of she/her pronouns) Genre: Alternate Universe-University setting, romance, fluff, angst (if you squint), slice of life, drama, all cliche romance genres unite! (Based on the Manhwa, Bunny and her Boys)
Summary: Y/N’s denied the existence of pretty boys and god forbid she’d ever end up dating one yet with one horrid break-up, she decides that relationships aren’t just meant for someone stupid like her but the problem is — five of them suddenly appear and god, why does it seem like they can’t get enough of her?
General warning for the story: mild sexual content, cliche tropes (help), mahito is his own warning, minor character death, mentions of depression, a lot of second-hand embarrassment from y/n's part (shes not a cool girl, SHE IS A BUBBLING MESS AND THATS OK <33), insecurities, bullying, and mentions of cheating Notes: english isn't my first language! (dont judge me) this multi-chaptered story will probably be 20-30 chapters (idk) in ao3. you can totally tell this story is rooted from self-indulgence LMFAO. Im not sure if i should cross post it but im leaning towards ao3 more either ways, can't wait to release this on friday!
also can u guess who she ends up with :P rb’s are appreciated yay FULL VERSION IS RIGHT HERE!
SNEAK PEAK
“Maybe…Maybe we should break up.”
There's another round of silence between you two, and you know that you can’t exactly take it back anymore since you had said it loud and clear, “Woah, woah, I told you I wasn’t with Misa.” his voice turns louder, and the background noises are good as gone as if he had left the noisy place, “Where are you? I’m coming to get you-”
“I said,” you try to control the stammering of your voice, trying to avoid the stares of the people who cast odd glances, “We’re done. I don’t want to see or hear from you again.” and before he could let another excuse out of his mouth, you end the call. It is only now that you notice how your legs have been quivering and your mouth has gone dry, seemingly like a pup who had just been born and trying to walk. You lose your footing and sit down on the dirty pavement.
No tears were shed at that very moment, probably because you were only stupefied, and it was written clearly on your face that this wouldn’t be something you’d recover anytime soon. Heck, you couldn’t even grasp the idea entirely that someone you’ve been friends with for years and, eventually, a lover would do that to you.
Was it as easy as a snap of a finger?
“Miss? Miss?” someone calls out, but it only bounces back to him like an echo in a cave. You remain still, eyes blinking rapidly while the rest of your face is slack. Everyone around you continued to move, but you remained there like a decorated statue.
“Miss? Christ, you’re about to be–” the husky voice also stops, and it’s only now that you look up to find a man. He seems stocky but, simultaneously, smaller, as if he didn’t want to come off as intimidating when he maintained eye-to-eye contact.
He is incongruous with everyone who walks by since he desperately tries to hide his features with a baseball cap and a dark face mark. The only thing you can see are strands of his bleached hair, his eyes that resemble the sunshine that peeked through the glasses of whiskey, and the swirls of ink becoming visible underneath his coat when he stretches out his arm.
If this were any other day, you’d run in the opposite direction because he looked like an unscrupulous loan shark, but your body remains in a state of unknown fatigue that you just wanted to stay still.
You watch as his face softens, the lines on his forehead somewhat disappearing when he watches the color bleed from your face. “...Alright…” he stops, squinting as he crouches to your level. His thick thighs encompass the rough expanse of his straight jeans, and you wondered if he had been an athlete or something. Aside from his built, his presence was rather invigorating, “oh…” he continues, “Sorry, you-uh…” The confidence he had to throw you off is gone like the evening dust as he motions his index finger up and down his face.
At that moment, you feel something wet running down your cheek. It seemed like the waterworks were late.
You didn’t want to be a pity party in front of anyone, and you’d expect there to be only bystanders, not ‘good samaritans’.
You sniffled, violently wiping the tears away as you felt your ribs were too tight when you took one long breath, “I’m fine…” you respond monotonously.
Who were you even fooling?
“Right…” you carefully watch him take out a handkerchief, “Fine, sitting on a dirty pavement near my car doesn’t make you look fine, Miss.” he prodded.
“Well, what do you care, anyways?” you tried to keep your voice from cracking, but the stranger showed no qualms of anxiety or fear, nor did he seem mad at your snappy attitude. The blue handkerchief is laid on his palm, waiting for you to take it, yet you exhibit no signs of accepting his kindness. Instead of forcing you through like the usual status quo, he returns it to his pockets.
The odd man.
“Well, for one, I don’t want to run your feet over since I’m parked over here,” he thumbs towards the black jeep that’s parked in front of you, “And my mom didn’t raise me to leave a girl sitting alone, crying her eyes out…”
“Well, did your mom tell you to mind your own business, as well?” your body remains heavy and distant from the stranger, not minding if it came off as rude, but you’ve always been wary of them, especially the ones who claimed to be nice. You wouldn’t be swayed even if you were in a vulnerable place.
He sucks in a deep breath, quite surprised that you had the energy to exchange a vehement response to him. Weren’t you just about to bawl your eyes out?
“Well, you honestly looked like you deserve some niceness after whatever happened.” he conceded, remaining suspiciously friendly, “Piece of advice, though, if it’s a guy, he’s not worth it.”
“I-what makes you think it’s a guy?” there it goes again, the unknown tightening of your throat and the way the gummy lids on your eyes would heat up as if a pipe of water was about to burst and flood the segways any moment.
“It’s always an asshole who doesn’t seem to know how to treat a woman right.” he lamely explains, and slowly but hesitantly, as if he was waiting for you to move away, he places one hand on top of your hand.
Unlike a while ago, you weren’t as hostile, but you were confused about why the stranger suddenly did this and didn’t seem to tilt away like you usually would, “So go home tonight, Miss. Cry it out and wake up tomorrow for yourself. You’ll be fine.”
You don’t even see his entire face, but the way he gently caresses your hair as if you were a long-time friend had your lips quivering, and without even realizing it, your torso bends forward. You bury your face in your arms, finding solace in your makeshift fetal position.
The stranger says nothing more; honestly, you didn’t even mind. His newfound presence is comforting.
#jjk x reader#jjk imagines#gojo x reader#sukuna x reader#aot x reader#eren x reader#blue lock x reader#rin itoshi x reader#csm imagines#aki hayakawa x reader#aot imagines#guess who the guy is lmfao#📝📝.y/n and her boys
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Wish you where here ♡
♡ you send them some naughty pictures/videos when they’re away~
♡ satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, choso, toji fushiguro, sukuna.
♡ cw: 18+ descriptions of body parts, nsfw linksss, whore-knee mfks, masturbation, sex talk!
☆ satoru gojo
He idly strolled on his phone, trying to hurry and rush the day. He had sent his students out on a quick mission, leaving him all bored in the hotel room he occupied. He hated being away from you for too long although it was just day 1/3, he was missing you dearly. As if you read his mind he had gotten a text message from you. He sat up clicking on your contact to see the message you had sent him. wish you where here ♡ ~ It was a video of you laying back in the king sized bed you both shared, fingers deep into your soaking heat. He adjusted the audio on his phone, allowing him to hear the the wetness of your cunt filling the room paired with your soft moans. He felt his pants tighten watching the video of you play with yourself. “fuck.” he muttered to himself. Sliding his pants down, he decided to facetime you. “Baby, put your pussy on the phone.”
☆ suguru geto
He was reading a book, enjoying the peace as he had finally gotten some alone time. Flipping the pages of his book he was brought out his focus due to a set of dings from his phone. Closing the book, he picked up his phone looking at the missed text from you. Putting his password in, he was met with the sight of your fucked out face. He smirked to himself, remembering the vibrating panties he had purchased that he could control and and everywhere. Swiping through the photos he was able to see the pool of wetness mixed with orgasm after orgasm thighs sticking in the pictures. Just the photos alone was enough to get him going, pressing your contact he was quick to dial your number. “Baby you’ve been doing so good let’s turn it up a notch okay?” he played with the settings turning the vibrations up causing your to moan and groan on the line. “Just one more for me okay?” it’s going to be a long night.
☆ kento nanami
nanami was a busy working man, he was always working. this time things where quite hard as he was away from you, and you where not there to help him destress. as if you where reading his mind he noticed his phone began dinging. it was a video of your holding a glass dildo, circling it slowly around your tongue. You begin licking at it like a shy little kitten, only to take nearly the whole 8 inches in your mouth. The prominent bulge in your throat was enough to get his dick standing. With a smooth, pop, you ended the video with a quick message “wish this was you”. His eyebrows furrowed calling your phone with intense speed, “Show me how you’re gonna suck my dick when I get back” Oh how he loves a good stress relief bj <333.
☆ choso
He sat quietly, tapping at his fingers as the others around his fussed and argued about who knows what. He was bored, texting his girlfriend about how much he missed her and how he couldn’t wait to get back home. What he didn’t expect was for you to send him a video of you in the shower, soaking wet body drenched in the vanilla body wash he loved. Bubbles covered your skin as your teased at both you breast, carefully rubbing each nipple slowly throwing your head back in the process. He quickly paused the video making sure nobody around him had seen that. Dismissing himself, he made way to the bathroom as he resumed watching the video. Your hands caressed each part of your body every curve, scar, stretch, you name it. His dick was aching and begging for your touch and he know it’s not the same when he does it. He was quick to call you as you smiled at him room full of steam. “Baby I need your help” he was quick to discard his pants palming his hardened dick. “Okay baby let’s get to it”.
☆ toji fushiguro
He always got pictures and videos of you everyday so this was nothing out of the ordinary to him. He used everything you sent him as jack off material. Your tits? Jacked off to em. Pictures of you? Jacked off to em? Now this, this is what he had been waiting for. You had sent him a 3:42 long video of you playing with you body, one hand to record and the other teasing at your body. You began fondling your breast, rubbing them in circles just as he liked. He groaned feeling the precum leaking from his tip, giving him more slickness to jerk himself. You teased them nice and slow pulling the the buds before making your way down to the lace panties you wore and that’s when the video cut. He grunted, dialing your contact (from his minute phone) “Hi baby”. “Don’t you hi baby me, now finish what you started or next time we meet i’m going to fuck your throat so hard my cum will leak out your eyeballs.”
☆ ryomen sukuna
As someone from his time, he’s quite old fashioned. He knew of phones, had a phone but rarely used a phone. Hell your his only contact! So when the phone buzzed it was a no brainer that it was his baby girl messaging him. He assumed it was another cheesy text or you telling him about your day but he was surprised to see the contrary. You sent him a photo of you teasing yourself, fingers trailing oh so delicately around your folds. He swiped through the rest to see you shoving your fingers deep inside of your cunt. Next swipe was a video, it was dark but the audio was all he needed. You where moaning, fingers making a popping squelching sound as they dug around your pussy begging to be filled. You where like a bitch in heat. He was stopped by your contact popping up once more this time as a facetime call, he picked up with a smirk on his face. “Your pussy sounds so wet, how much do you miss me?”
#this was so rushed idk what this is like#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#sorcery fight#LMFAO why is the eng name that 😭#gojou satoru x reader#gojo x reader#geto x reader#gojo saturo#saturo x reader#getou suguru x you#suguru geto#nanami kento#nanami x reader#sukuna#sukuna ryoumen x you#sukuna x reader#ryomen sukuna#choso#choso x reader#choso smut#jjk smut#jjk x reader#toji x reader#toji fushiguro#fushiguro x reader
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soup!sukuna
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snippet: 2k depicting the first time reader and soup!au sukuna hookup. he's less than nice, but you're into that. modern au!! idk if it's college or whatnot, u decide (。•̀ᴗ-)✧ reader is neutral, described as having a vagina
warnings: pnv ladies and germs, rough sex ig! slapping and spanking and some degradation if you squint. sukuna being a total ass and reader playing him like a fiddle and making him question his stamina. not edited yet cuz im on that "im so proud" high
author's note shiiii: oh hello, it's me again. i am ill (i have been ill for a week), and i guess suku the gr8 has gotten to me. so pls enjoy how i think he is in my little brain. all characters are over the age of 18, and if you are reading this and are not, silently show yourself the door <3
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There’s a harsh smack on your ass as you crawl across the bed. It has you stumble and squeak; a helping hand forcing you to arch, lay and stay against your mattress. Another high pitched noise has Sukuna chuckling above you, palming the growing erection with his other hand. You turn around and gulp.
Sometimes boys don’t lie.
“You’re so hot.” He says quietly, baritone in his tone still noticeable. You laugh, and his brows knit- the fuck are you laughing about?
There’s a push in you, forcing your spin to dip gracefully, deviously and deliciously. You sprawl your arms in front of you, fingers rubbing against one of your blankets. He’s admiring you, you can feel it. Those deep, savory eyes, colored like a cherry wine underneath the yellow ambience of your lamp, graze over the lace outline of your cotton panties.
“Thanks.” You hum, biting your bottom lip saturated with gloss and balm. No need to compliment him back, he knows he’s devastating.
He reaches out to grope and smack each of your cheeks haphazardly. You purr; his hand covers so much of you. There’s a lopsided smirk on his face, it’s apparent as he yanks the material off. Lazily, you crawl out of them, since boys can’t be bothered to take them off further than the back of your knees, and reposition yourself.
Large, gruff hands degrade you- one of them molding against the entirety of your skull to press half of your face into the bed, the other rubbing his spit onto his dick and getting ready to align himself with the opening of your pussy.
Boys.
“You gotta finger me first.”
Sukuna’s upper lip curls, looking at you like you’re all work. The feeling doesn’t fade when you openly roll your eyes. Don’t you get it, girl? You’re not the first, and you won’t be the last. So just lay there and-
“I texted you about it. I’ll literally tear,” You add.
“Alright.” He bites, unwrapping his fingers from around the base of his cock and nudging one of the digits against your slit. And holy shit you’re tight. Sensitive. Those eyes catch the slightest curl in your toes, the purse of your lips and furrow of your brows as you feel him out.
And shit, he kinda wants to see your face strewn up.
Sukuna nudges his middle finger between your legs, lips parting in realizing how tight you actually are. You were right.
if we hookup you gotta be gentle first, im tight
and not in the cool way
You hum lightly in satisfaction, something he never though the enjoyed hearing, letting a sharp gasp emit from your lungs as he selfishly adds his index. Thighs shut, Sukuna has to remove his grip from your head to inch them back apart to watch your pussy clench and flutter around a percentage of him.
“Slower.” Sukuna raises his brows at your demanding attitude- he’ll have to fuck that out of you later, but relents regardless, carefully twisting two joined fingers in and out of your walls that are already squelching and wet.
What bitchy comment you made pays off immediately, the sound of a saccharine sweet moan he pulls from you making his dick twitch. There’s a pellet of want in his sternum, something he hasn’t felt since he was a teenager who groped a pair of tits in the locker room for the first time.
After a few minutes of dragging sweet sounds from you, he experimentally pulls his fingers out, more than pleased to see your eyes open and peer at him with indignation. You huff, rubbing your socked feet together in silent anticipation.
You open your mouth to protest, only to cut yourself off with a high pitched whine as he urges three of his fingers, much bigger than any other boy you’ve had (but you won’t tell him that) back between your pussy. Preening against his touch, you move your hips back to meet at his knuckles.
Sukuna laughs once, and again when you clench around his fingers at his amusement.
“Oh.” Is what you say, all watery and whiny when he thrusts one, two, three, four times in rapid movements. It catches you off guard, and you squirm. Your fingers grapple at your sheets, face twisting to hide from his penetrating gaze. He’s enamored with your face, the way it pinches in delight.
“Are you gonna cum?”
You laugh amidst a pleasured whimper.
“No- you can fuck me now.”
Whatever face he made, you choose not to see.
He grunts, laying a smack against your pussy and kneading the fat of your hips while he aligns his. Slowly, just like your bratty, bossy ass said, he eases the tip of his cock between your plush thighs, your hot, tight walls. You pinch your face, focusing on being relaxed, letting out a garbled whimper as he sinks himself to the hilt.
The notion of him pulling out (before slamming back in, as all men do too quickly), has you reaching a hand out and nudging at his stomach to stop him.
“Slow.” You reprimand.
“Shut the fuck up.” He thinks he's gonna cum.
Sukuna graces you by easing in and out twice, dragging out a soft, sweet hum from you before he rolls his hips in a dangerously fast notion. He likes it when you squeal in surprise. Maybe if you’re not as bossy the rest of the time, he’ll look you in the eye and speak to you casually the next time you're at the basketball court with Uraume.
The tip, all angry and red just like him, pushes against your cervix. You get to squirm for a quick second before both of his hands grab at your hips to push you down, to shut you up, to keep you still. A small, uncomfortable giggle bubbles in your throat, peering at him out of the corner of your eyes.
How your eyes are slit, the way you’re expression is lidded and enchanted, has Sukuna grunting and thrusting against you harshly. Your lips, all glossy and annoyingly cute, curl into a satiated smile, parting a mere second after as he pulls out all the way just to bully himself back in.
You sink into the bed, back arched to practiced perfection.
“That’s right,” He breathes, fucking into you at a pace that forces your jaw slaw, “There you go.”
Your lashes flutter at his words go straight to your gut, hearing the petulant smack of him against your clit, the plush of your thighs. He inches closer, and you gasp as he knees you further apart and forces himself even deeper.
Thumbs nudge at the dimples in your back, pressing against them as he forces your hips to fuck against him. The fat of your ass squishes against his lower abdomen, and you swear he’s so thick you can feel the outline of one of his veins in your walls.
“Shit.” You cry, pushing yourself upright to stay steady against the forceful thrusts that threaten to knock your head into the metal bed frame. Sukuna shakes his head, moving his hands and leaning over to push you back down.
Breath leaves you, and you whimper when you feel his hands against your cheek, the back of your head, shoving your face into the sheets again.
“Sorry.” The whisper in your voice as you hiccup a moan that has Sukuna shaking his head once more in disbelief because he’s about to bust. He pulls out, forcing himself to fucking not, taking one of his hands (don’t worry, you’re still coerced down with the other) to give you an angry smack on your ass.
You’ve never heard a man growl like he just did. And well, you’ve been around the block. It’s strained and jarring and fucking hot, the way Sukuna does it in warning.
A minute later and he’s shoving himself back into you with no warning, making sure you stay right here as he pinches the chunk of flesh on your cheek. His palm is flat, forcing your lips into a dirty pout that muffles any noise that bubbles between them.
“Mhm,” He murmurs, impressed that he didn’t cum right then and there when he caught sight of your watery eyes looking so pornographic, “Keep your mouth fucking shut.”
Sukuna’s good, you’ll give him that. So you try, only to be obscured and mushed into a babbling mess the longer he fucks into you. It’s overwhelming, the way his cock stretches you out. Your walls flutter with relief each time he teases you as he pulls all the way out, only to be devastatingly, pleasurable split open with the harsh, nipped roll of his hips.
There’s a slap to your cheek. And you hum.
“Oh,” He goads, “You like that.”
You’re nodding, and he’s flipping you over, yanking you and pushing right back into you. It makes your head swim as he grabs your face between his finger, squishing it and molding it like clay. Your lips pucker like a little, helpless fish, wondering for a split second if he’ll kiss you.
He doesn’t. You don’t mind. It feels better than a kiss when he releases your face only to reel his hand back and slap you so hard across the face your ears begin to ring.
Sukuna likes that dumb look on your face, gripping the dips of your waist so he can fuck himself harder into you. The gasps and wiggles, the way your small, manicured fingers wrap around his biceps has the sharpness of his cheekbones flushing with color. It brings a brief look of annoyance to his face, because he’s on the verge of cumming again.
Your nails dig into the muscles of his upper arms, lips parted and face pinched in that sweet expression as you gaze at him with a disbelieving look at how deep he’s hitting.
“It’s too much, let me flip over-“ The begging falls of deaf ears, a large hand decorated in thick ink wrapping around your throat to finally fucking quiet you. Sukuna doesn’t let you worm away, pushing you into the bed to keep you right where you belong so he can pummel you to his own orgasm.
That look on your face- blissfully fucked out and controlled, face warm, it’s too much for Sukuna’s stamina. He pulls out, hissing under his breath as he busts all over your stomach. It squirts across your smooth skin; part of him wants to smear it and rub it in.
And you laugh. Breathy and choked, reaching up and wiping your eyes from the tears of being choked a millisecond from passing out. Sukuna unwraps his hand from your throat, giving you a supportive, congratulative pat on your cheek.
“Why are you fucking laughing?” You're weird and cocky.
You wave him off, turning and pulling open a drawer in your bedside table. Rummaging, you pull out a package of wet wipes, opening it for the two of you as you clean yourself off and toss it in the trashcan by your bed. And shit, to Sukuna, you look more well prepared than him.
He takes one and cleans himself off. You pull up your panties and yank over a shirt large enough to come to your knees. The braids in your hair are frizzy, your bottom lip wet and chewed from your own vacillation.
A satisfied smile smears across your face as you re-balm your lips, Sukuna eyeing your incurious face as he yanks on his boxers and joggers. You lay flat on the bed, giving yourself a minute to bask in the recently-fucked high.
“Thanks.” You murmur to him as he pulls on a white shirt. Black ink teases through the sheen fabric, and you watch with an apathetic hunger.
“Sure.”
He’s grabbing his keys, and you’re walking him out the door. Sukuna looks at the socks you’re wearing, the same socks tracing up and down his lower back as your legs were wrapped around his torso; he entertains the idea of feeling it again.
“Bye! Drive safe.”
“See ya.”
You shut the door behind him, a giddy, exultant smile on your face as you trail back to your room so you can call your friends and tell them about how good you were just fucked. How hot he was. That is was Sukuna, that guy who knows and hangs out with Choso. But you’ll text him first.
drive safe! I had fun. Let me know if you wanna do it again. ଘ( ˊωˋ)†
He texts you ten minutes later, home.
the fuck is that?
#jujutsu kaisen#ryomen x reader#jjk ryomen#jjk x reader#ryomen sukuna#jujutsu kaisen ryomen#sukuna smut#sukuna x reader#jjk smut#jujustu kai#ryomen sukuna smut#sukuna x you#sukuna ryomen x reader#welp!#there she is#happy friday and happy mf new year#this is so self ship bc this was me lmfao#enjoy ladies and gents#my works
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"Rebirth."
#ITS FINISHED#I CAN FINALLY LEAVE#MARTHA#I'M COMING HOME SWEETIE#I spent like a month planning and redrawing and revising this BASTARD#i wanted it done so badly but it did not want me#trueform suku second set of arms WHEN I CATCH YOU???#anyway onto the next one LMFAO#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk fanart#sukuna#ryomen sukuna#true form sukuna#blood#mild gore
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anyway imagine being yuji's best friend that flirts with both of his older brothers
yuji hates it (bc he wishes you'd flirt with him)
sukuna encourages it (bc he's a bastard man)
choso is flustered by it (bc he's a fucking virgin)
#ellie.talks#yuji and choso need to step it up#can u imagine how toxic sukuna is to his little brothers about their virginity#ugh poor babies getting teased by an asshole that has no right being so hot#anyway uh sukuna still fucked you first lmfao#itadori brothers au#itadori yuji x reader#yuji x reader#sukuna x reader#choso x reader
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you know sometimes i think about that one rumor that sukuna is mexican or that he was born in michoacán or whatever and i honestly think that he’d make people think he was the chupacabra or some legend or some shit
#sukuna#ryomen sukuna#jjk ryomen#ryomen x reader#ryomen sukuna x reader#sukuna ryomen fanfiction#sukuna x reader#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen fluff#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk fanfiction#jujutsu kaisen fanfiction#like#just think abt it#there’d be legends of him everywhere#ppl throwing salt n lighting candles to ward him off#lmfao#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ thoughts of odette#ODOTTIE *・῾ ᵎ⌇ ⁺◦ 💘 ✧.*#kiss kiss
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everyone always talks about yuuji's older brother sukuna BUT I WANNA TALK ABOUT younger brother!kuna who has a bratty and rebellious attitude and he trash talks everyone. yuuji had to leave his work and visit his uni the other day because sukuna's professor called up. apparently sukuna had to write an apology letter because of almost vandalizing the college property but he wrote "i apologize for the inconvenience of me not giving a fuck" and he just drew a dick as his signature. while yuuji is more sane and put together, he shamelessly bursted out laughing in the professor's face. his younger brother might be rebellious but his antics are always so amusing.
#i would for once like to see sukuna being controlled by yuuji. like imagine yuuji GROUNDING sukuna LMFAO#that would be hillarious#pasi.txt#jujutsu kaisen#itadori yuuji#sukuna ryomen#sukuna
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sukuna likes a full untrimmed bush fyi
#sukuna#hair in your crack and everything#its the ancient man from a thousand years ago in him#he catches you with a pair or scissors and is annoyed#i am so smart for this tbh#writing my stupid body image thing with him LMFAO and im going crazy#caitie blabs#gen#shii posts
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ꨄ︎『Sneaky Links』ꨄ︎ (PART 1)
Sukuna x Reader (Mentions of Yuji x Reader)
18+ Minors - DNI
PART 1 of 2
Summary: Y/N is a dickmatized manipulative brat. Sukuna is Sukuna. Poor sweet Yuji is collateral damage. CW: cheating, rough play, unprotected sex, spit play, brat taming, spanking, pussy slapping, manipulation, fingering, anal play, edging, tit job, blow job, slight dubcon, sukuna being toxic, y/n thinking with her pussy not her brain (but it’s hard not to when you got that wet wet). WK: 3.1k of 8.5k Slightly Black female coded but no descriptors.
A/N: All I do is eat hot chip and bump Spotify so nearly everything I write has song(s) that goes with it.
Sukuna POV: I Mean It - G-Eazy (this mv is so unsrs but I'm criiiine imagining Sukuna as G-Eazy in this video lmfao) Reader POV: You Right - Doja Cat (not like Sukuna couldn't be The Weeknd POV here but he's so much more of an asshole than that)
Enjoy!
‘2:37 AM’. Fuck.
You had to stop looking at the clock, it was only making you more restless. Usually sleep came to you easily as the peaceful dark of your room and light snores coming from your boyfriend Yuji would lull you into a comforting slumber each night.
You sighed.
Your head lay on Yuji’s chest and his arm was loosely draped around your waist. This has become your typical sleeping position since moving in with each other. You have only been living together for over a little over a month now. But living with Yuji was great, even if your apartment was smaller than you would have liked.
Despite the both of you being full fledged sorcerers and risking your lives constantly, exorcizing curses didn’t pay the best salary. You wanted something bigger but it was cheap enough to allow the both of you to save for something much better down the line.
It was Yuji who had mentioned that fact to you, to both console your protests and to hint at more promises for the future. That had been enough to make you giddy and you would have agreed to live in a closet if it meant you could be together.
Sure, Yuji could be a little clueless at times but he always tried his best to make you happy. The two of you rarely had any disagreements even when you were being a stubborn brat. His easy going nature took your faults in stride, meeting your needs without complaint.
Yuji was always doing sweet things for you like waking up a bit earlier so you could drink your coffee (that he always burnt) in bed. He would shower you with soft kisses to coax you awake with a wide grin and a whispered ‘good morning’ that made you feel warm just remembering it.
You really couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend.
You were happy with Yuji.
You love him and are very happy with Yuji.
Sigh.
So then why exactly is your mind torturing you with thoughts of the cursed object inside your boyfriend taking control of his body and fucking you dumb into the mattress?
You caught yourself unconsciously chewing your lip in nervous anticipation.
Your mind couldn’t allow you to sleep because it was filled with Sukuna, The King of Curses and every jujutsu sorcerer’s sworn enemy.
Your enemy.
How could you let it come to this?
You felt guilty but it’s not like you had asked for this to start happening. That said, you made no real attempts to stop Sukuna thus far from showing up to fuck you before disappearing again like a thief in the night.
Rode hard and put away wet, he used you on his whims and it had been happening more frequently ever since the first week after you and Yuji moved-in together.
The fateful night it started was the night of your housewarming party, ironically enough.
You honestly didn't even want a damned housewarming, you recalled looking back. You thought it was impractical and a bit embarrassing to throw a housewarming for such a small flat.
Everyone would be on top of each other the entire night.
But Gojo had insisted, promising to supply the drinks and food which automatically had Yuji on board, so you just gave in. Anything to get Gojo out of your hair and seeing Yuji so excited made you smile.
The housewarming itself went well until the six eyed sorcerer had suggested a ‘friendly’ drinking game. All which would have been fine if Gojo hadn’t brought over what he called Reggae Punch.
However, it wasn’t the standard recipe of peach liqueur and oolong tea you could find in any Tokyo bar. The dark orange drink Gojo concocted was a heavy mixture of actual punch and different liquors that you couldn’t identify until you were already 2 cups in.
The son of a bitch. He had literally tricked y’all into drinking Jungle Juice.
You were already faded as hell by the time the game started so you eliminated yourself early on purpose.
Yuji, who was a good boy and never even took a sip of alcohol until he was legal earlier this year, actually thought he stood a chance at winning against his seniors. He foolishly joined-in with earnestness.
Rolling your eyes at the memory, the night ended as expected. Yuji was beyond shitfaced.
His head hung heavy and was barely still on the low chabudai table by the time Nanami (the winner) had dragged a drunken Gojo out of your apartment, who was still singing songs from the pricey digital karaoke machine he had gifted the both of you earlier in the night.
Maki and Yuta, sensible enough to stop drinking early like you, had already left.
Meaning Nobara, Inumaki and Megumi, all pretty lit themselves, had the near impossible task of dragging Panda home which you did not envy.
With everyone gone, getting Yuji into bed proved a far easier feat than expected.
You had left him some ibuprofen and pedialyte on the nightstand and a small bin next to the bed just in case he woke up and felt sick. You really didn’t mind taking care of your boyfriend who always took such good care of you.
You just wished it didn’t have to be this night. This night when you realized for the first time that mixing that much alcohol in large quantities just went straight to your pussy.
Pleasing yourself usually wasn’t an issue but after you pulled the second yet still unsatisfying orgasm from yourself is when Sukuna had made his appearance chuckling at your failed attempts.
Admittedly, you were terrified at first.
You had been dating Yuji for two years but Sukuna didn’t often show himself and he had never even addressed you directly before. It was dangerously easy to forget the most powerful evil sorcerer in existence was residing rent free inside your bf’s soul.
Nevertheless, you were hard up for a real release at that moment. A cloud of lust fogged your brain and it didn’t take much goading at all for your legs to spread like a warm jelly for The Curse King.
And he did not disappoint.
Sukuna’s sharp tongue flooded your ears with degrading praises sending electricity through your body that settled in your core where the even sharper strokes of his hips corrupted you from the inside out.
All your senses utterly stupefied, you came hard. You made a mess on him, yourself and your sheets.
And that was only round one.
Sukuna had near limitless stamina.
The next morning, achy and sore, you could barely look Yuji in the eye. You were preparing to beg for his forgiveness but you quickly realized he barely remembered the party, let alone what happened after.
In fact, it made you feel even more guilty that Yuji apologized to you. He was mad at himself for being so rough with you when he noticed the bites, bruises and marks that decorated your body thinking you both actually had sex the previous night.
You were the worst.
You really were the worst as truthfully, if you told him in that moment, he likely would have forgiven you then without question.
It’s not like you alone could stop Sukuna from doing anything he wanted to you while Yuji was unaware. You were a semi-grade 1 sorcerer, strong enough for most curses, but you would be kidding yourself to think you could take on Sukuna in a fight.
In fact wouldn’t the issue of Sukuna being able to take over Yuji’s body freely while he was unconscious be a much more pressing concern rather than how many times the curse king had made you squirt?
Yet in spite of the danger, the logic and your better judgment, you were too ashamed to tell Yuji what really happened.
That was because subconsciously a part of you knew it could happen again.
And it did.
Many times.
Except for tonight.
Sukuna had yet to make his appearance tonight.
In fact, he hadn’t shown up in the last 5 nights in a row. The longest you had gone without his dick since he started toying with you.
You recalled you had snapped at him after his last visit when his insults had started swaying from you to Yuji and his inability to please you. You told him never to visit you again and threatened to tell Yuji if he did.
Honestly you didn’t expect your threats to do much. They hadn’t previously.
As much as you wanted to be relieved that maybe Sukuna had finally grown sick of dealing with ‘Yuji’s bratty pillow princess’, a name he often called you while digging deep in your guts, you weren’t relieved at all.
If anything it annoyed you.
He hadn’t listened when you told him to leave you alone the first, second or third time so why now?
Why now after your cunt has started craving the burn of being stretched out by Sukuna?
You shiver, thinking of his heavy grip on the fat of your hips. His claws would be so dangerously close to breaking your delicate skin.
He constantly reminded you how easily he could rip you apart if he wanted to while he relentlessly clapped your cheeks from behind.
Near salivating, you snapped your head up a little too eagerly for your own liking when you felt Yuji stir beneath you thinking it was Sukuna and more than a little disappointed when it wasn’t.
You knew Yuji’s tender caresses should have made you melt, and it still did in a way. You were still in love with him.
But it wasn’t until Sukuna tainted you did you realize you didn’t want to be treated like a delicate princess.
You wanted to be manhandled.
You wanted to be made a mess of.
You wanted to be called names like the filthy cheating whore you were currently proving yourself to be. But Yuji was too tenderhearted to ever fuck you like you needed.
Squeezing your eyes shut as if you could block out all thoughts, you knew the reason you couldn't get to sleep was because you were horny for Sukuna.
The higher the heat in your belly rises the more sleep becomes impossible. Your clit burned in response to the heat in your belly which made your pussy flutter as it desperately clenched around nothing and pushed some of Yuji’s cum from earlier in the night out onto your thighs.
In that moment, all your resolve was lost.
Yuji was simply the appetizer and you were a famished woman. Still left starving for the main course.
Sukuna.
You swallow, unsure of yourself as you attempt to steel your resolve. You had already resigned yourself to the hell Sukuna put you in.
You turn your head deeper into Yuji’s chest and whisper softly against his pectorals, fingers lightly tracing his lower abs under the blankets.
“Yo…um.. Hey…Hey Sukuna… c-can you hear me?”
Silence.
You tried again. Nothing.
You huff, your patience waning.
“Damnit, Sukuna!” you whisper harshly, your voice rising slightly with irritation.
You waited more.
The only reply you received was the rise and fall of Yuji’s chest.
You were seeing red.
This lame ass motherfucker.
Was that it? Was he really done with you now after all this?
Slowly rising off of Yuji’s chest you glare down at your boyfriend as if you could somehow scowl past his body and into his soul at Sukuna.
You quietly mutter to yourself about ‘the headass lord king of body snatching curses who gots more dick in his personality than pants’ while you shuffle over to the night stand on the side of the bed.
You turn on the small light and dig deep into the drawers to pull out a toy you saved for nights you were particularly hard up and Yuji was out on a mission.
Sukuna may have been ignoring you but you could no longer ignore the throbbing screaming at you between your legs.
Maybe if you rubbed one out you could calm yourself down enough just enough to cease your anger at least.
You needed to make an attempt to relieve yourself before you really lost your mind and did something insane like knocking the mario coins out of your sweet unsuspecting boyfriend in frustration at the curse inside of him.
He didn’t deserve that.
Not like he deserved any of this, the curse inside of him nor a girlfriend like you who would spread her legs so easily for a cocky smirk and a big dick.
You closed your eyes and pushed that thought aside for now. You were sweating and near shaking in need of release.
Making yourself comfortable on the bed, you turn your vibrator on its lowest setting, so as not to disturb Yuji.
Dragging it across your skin, you snake a path for it down past your breasts, across your belly and lower still relishing the sensations across your body.
Licking your lips you barely ghosted your vibrator across your clit before a hand grabbed your wrist and another flung your toy across the room instantly smashing it into pieces.
“You really are a bratty fucking whore, you know that?”
The voice you immediately recognized as belonging to Sukuna.
And how could it not be?
It was more sultry than Yuji’s. The deep bass in his voice both teased and admonished you causing your aching clit pulsate to the rhythm of every syllable.
“As your King, I don’t recall giving you permission to touch that nasty little cunt, bitch.”
You whined in protest and attempted to pull away but it was futile in Sukuna's grip. You could feel the fire from his touch on your wrist alone beginning to spread and torch your entire body.
Exceeding the levels of any sexual frustration you ever knew in your life, his further denial to let you touch yourself threatened to spill the tears gathering in the corner of your eyes.
“I don’t recall asking you, my lord,” you spat his words back at him without thinking, “I’d ask you if you knew you were a trifling asshole but we-”
And in an instant he was on top of you.
His tattooed hands now hold both of your wrists, placing them up over your head effectively caging you in and shutting you up before you could even finish your sentence.
Your eyes widen in response to the hot snarl of his breath and the red of his glowing eyes burrowing into you.
The reality of who exactly you just decided to sass sunk in.
Sukuna on the other hand revels in your dismay.
“‘Eh? Triflin’” he said, mocking your tone and slang. “Me? Not the filthy slut who is begging me to use her boyfriend’s body to dick her down while he is sleeping? Then you have the fucking nerve to throw temper tantrums when I don’t.”
Fuck, he had heard your insults from earlier after all.
“You think a bratty bitch like you can summon me on your whims and so address me so casually at that? I’ve killed many for far less.”
He was close now, too close.
However, although hovering over you Sukuna still wasn’t touching you with the exception of the bruising grip on your wrists.
Despite the lack of contact your body still responded to the suffocating amount of heat and cursed energy radiating off his own. The intense primal instincts of your fear and arousal brewing together in your body was creating a toxic reaction, one which threatened to tear you apart if Sukuna didn’t first.
Your lip was quivering and your body was squirming beneath him.
You are completely at his mercy once again.
“And Yuji?” Sukuna continued mockingly.
His face dipped closer to yours and you let out the shaky breath you weren’t even aware you were holding.
“You’re so needy after he already gave you this dick tonight too? Tsk tsk, you really are a brazen n’ greedy whore.”
He was wrong.
Not about you being a whore, of course. You couldn’t deny that fact even if you wanted to at the moment.
But he was wrong by implying it was the same as if you were with Yuji.
When Sukuna took over, except for facial similarities, he was all but a different person.
Sukuna was taller, more muscular and thicker in all areas, his cock not being excluded from that. The tattoos that decorated his body and bound his dangerous muscles caused him to look more intimidating than Yuji ever could.
Even his scent was different. It was almost as threatening as his presence and was intoxicatingly masculine, more alpha.
You knew fighting him further was a losing battle. But you were still mad at him for ignoring you.
Nevertheless, he was here in front of you now.
You were so close to getting what you wanted. If you had to give up more of your dignity at this point then so be it, you didn’t have much left to covet anyway.
Completely surrendering yourself to him like the little bitch in heat that you were, you appeal to his ego in hopes he would fuck you.
“If you know I’m a whore then just fuck me like one already Sukuna. My King… please? Pretty please? I-I need you. Make me cum please.”, your saccharine tone contrasted with your depraved pleas coming out like a twisted prayer.
You humbled yourself and hated it. It broke the tears of frustration that had built in your eyes.
Moisture spilled down the sides of your face, yet you blinked through them in order to maintain eye contact with him.
The desperation that called to him from every fiber of your being was apparent to Sukuna, his smirk widening at your distress.
Releasing your hands in favor of your neck, a hand enclosed it applying pressure as he licked a tear trail down the side of your face.
“Tch, Even when desperate and begging you still can’t help but to be an insolent brat”, he whispered, blowing warm air into you that made you tingle.
That’s when you felt his tongue salaciously lick into your ear before pulling back to bite and suck at your lobe and neck, leaving more marks for you to try to cover in the morning.
The full weight of Sukuna’s naked body was now pressed upon yours. You whimpered as he had finally granted you the contact you craved for.
You could feel his heavy cock begin to twitch on your belly. You panted as you arched up into him, rubbing against his form creating beautiful friction between you both sending you into euphoria.
But as quickly as the contact was given, it was taken away.
“You should know by now, Y/N.... Disobedient brats need to be punished.”
Part 2
This was originally supposed to be a one-shot but it got a little out of control with writing the lewd scenes. Part 2 is almost done and is FILTHY omg. I will try to post by tomorrow night or Saturday. (updated as of 9/12).
Lol also for anyone who doesn't know Reggae Punch is actually a popular drink in Japan. I did not make that up. It really doesn't have much alcohol content in it at all. But I LOL'd at Gojo tricking them into drinking Jungle Juice cause its literally night and day.
Also imo, Nanami and his salaryman vibe you know would win a drinking contest out of any JJK man so thats canon to me (excluding Toji as according to official fanbook alcohol has zero effect on him so he doesn't even drink it).
Any mistakes please DM, no rude or criticizing comments please.
P.S. I promise I don't hate Yuji.
Reblogs, likes, comments appreciated!!
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#♋︎kizzatcookedthat#♋︎kizzatcooks#jjk x reader#sukuna x reader#sukuna x you#sukuna x y/n#jujutsu kaisen smut#jujustsu kaisen x reader#jjk x you#jjk smut#jjk fic#jujutsu kaisen fanfiction#lmfao this first post of mine was long as shit y'all better like this or imma cry im a sensitive ho#Sukuna rapping G-Eazy in my mind is so cracked lmfao#yuji x reader#yuji x y/n#yuji x you#if you came here for Yuji x reader tag im so sorry fam lmfaoooo#sukuna x black reader#jjk x black reader
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months post the rat’s death (s*kuna) and yuuji is healing from the fight’s trauma you guys have your first “night” together and it’s the most relief and pleasure he’s ever felt in his life like the shudder and gasps he’d be letting out walk with me
i’m walking with you…. it’s probably one of the few times he actually finds himself speechless and he’s oddly embarrassed about it, he feels like he should have something to say, should probably have the words to tell you how he feels when he’s balls deep inside of you for the first time, should probably open his mouth to ask you if he’s doing okay, if it’s too much, if you’re uncomfortable, he’s never really had his dick inside anyone before but it probably could hurt—but he can’t. he doesn’t have any words, he’s literally never felt such intense pleasure before in his life and every time he opens his mouth to say something, anything, only moans spill out, every time he has a single breath of clarity to form a coherent thought he’s overwhelmed by the reality that you’re underneath him and he’s inside of you and you’re alive and it all amounts to a mush and a gasp and he doesn’t realize how hard he’s holding on to your wrists or how raw your skin is from his biting to stop himself from moaning or how bruised your lips are from kissing and biting and sucking and the only words yuuji has probably been able to say all night is how he needs more
#anonymous#sigh............................ dream boy : (#the Yuuji Canonverse AU in my head is reader being a second-year and ive acc thought about the post-sukuna defeat celebration#for a moment but i like what ur putting down anon#also i think.... i think he's so lost in it for a while like he didnt realize just how intense n stressed n angry he was before sukuna died#but when he does hes actually in a weird state of limbo for a while and ur like :( what can i do to help#and yuuji doesnt know bc for so long he's had the objective of ending sukuna and keeping u safe#and now what... do u still need him? is sukuna even really gone? are the higher ups gonna kill him anyway? what purpose does he serve now?#very :( baby :(( but also i think if u got concerned and rambled to someone theyd be like have u considered sucking him off LMFAO#which ends up being a bit.... more than that and turns out yuuji just feels everything intensely and at 110%#just needed a kickstart to remind him of that 😇#yuuji x reader
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wait a damn minute
#genshin impact#genshin#venti#zhongli#zhongven#sukuna#jjk#genshin memes#lmfao venti my beloved on that mewing streak
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Me, thinking completely genuinely: "Part 9 is probably gonna be like 2-3k words 👍"
Me, staring at the thing already written down (it'll probably get edited sure, but who knows if edited down or up in terms of wordcount), decidedly unfinished at quite a bit more than that: "...Ain't no freaking way man, how the fu-"
I may be the worst guess-timator on the planet fr 😂😂😂😂
It's highly unlikely to be nearly as much of a behemoth as parts 7 and 8 (there's just not That many scenes/segments that have to happen I think) but decidedly not as short as I thought
Tbf both Yuji and SIkuna do be Talking lol - and I plan on ending the Part after Yuji wakes up and I establish that some things Changed, obviously, from Canon heh
Like the thing where Nobara, Megumi and Shoko are well aware that Yuji is not actually dead and how it influences their actions (+ some things that have changed in the background due to SIkuna's - so far - minimal meddling lol)
Besides Talking, overall SIkuna's just gonna internally be doing a 'do not hug the child do not hug the child do not hug the child do not hug the child he's incredibly huggable and too good for this world and would likely actually be happy about a hug because he's himself but you cANNOT hug the child-' mantra in his head the whole time lmfao
Meanwhile Yuji has to deal with the enigma that is the King of Curses being, in fact, a bit of a confusing tsundere lmfao
(I've mentioned it before somewhere but Yuji's gonna get out of the encounter supremely unsure about the whole 'Sukuna is pure evil' thing, just not yet completely convinced about it not being true heh
- like yeah, obviously he's not exactly a saint (far from it in fact) but there's just way too much not adding up
All that despite SIkuna's honest efforts to balance the Evil/kinda mean attitude with still not being completely unpleasant to be around because Yuji doesn't deserve that y'know {:( (😂))
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#Thinkings™#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#jjk fic#jjk fix it#jjk fix it fic#SIkuna#(deliberate misspell)#syuuya#jjk sukuna#ryomen sukuna#ryoumen sukuna#jjk itadori#itadori yuuji#yuji itadori#Poor Yooj is just gonna have one big ?????; all whilst his friends are dying from stress over what he could be possibly going through lmfao#(little do they know that their main source of that stress is also incredibly stressed about the situation#and doesn't have even a Singular malicious thought towards the aforementioned friend 😂😂😂😂)
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