#jujutsu sorcerer

[analikalee]

cr: laochen221

[gabbyp09]

[xcxaty]

some panel i made a long time ago

[rosiepods]

late nights 𐙚

It was 12:34 when nanami got home and he felt guilty. He never intended to work overtime, especially when he knew you were home alone waiting for him. So when he unlocked the door to your shared apartment and found you sleeping on the couch, his heart softened. You were cozied up with a blanket while the TV played softly in the background. He had repeatedly told you not to wait up for him but you were relentless. Seeing you allowed him to take a deep breath, letting all the stress from the day disappear. He carefully walked up to you, making sure not to wake up. He delicately picked up and while doing so, he felt a sudden wave of happiness. He was grateful he had someone to come home to, someone who cared for him at the same level as him. Lost in his thoughts, he walked to your bedroom placed down gently, and brushed your hair out of your face, studying your features that he had grown to admire. Although his days might be rough, he always knew that you would wait for him, no matter what. :3

[ryatsdollface]

coworker/supervisor nanami who constantly steals glances at you throughout the day not caring if he gets caught staring, gets up to follow you in the kitchen and grab more coffee even though he "didnt know you were in here" lololol then slips you a note across the counter to meet him in the back stairwell or supply closet for a one-on-one 😵‍💫😉 cheeky man

[adoresia]

𐙚 ˚ CHAPTER 4 : steps into the storm

Sia here! : I’ve written 8 chapters today, someone save me. This is all written btw, there will be texts next chap! and it’s kinda short because I have something planned for the next few chapters, I genuinely didn’t mean for this to be so angsty y/n starting to piss me off but I guess she has a reason 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄 you’ll find out next few chaps 😤 probably gonna be asleep when this is posted Lolz xx

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Your apartment felt colder than usual. The heater clicked faintly in the corner of the room, struggling to chase away the chill that seeped through the walls. You sat on the edge of your couch, hands curled tightly in your lap, staring at the faint frost forming along the window edges. Outside, snow swirled like delicate, aimless dancers under the streetlights—soft and serene, a stark contrast to the knot in your chest.

It had been a long day. One where you had spent almost every moment with Yuji, it wasn’t hard to admit that you were actually having a great time. Probably for the first time in a while, but something had to always go wrong. You couldn’t be trusted to have fun before something happened. Forcing you to push people away, trying to stay quiet and invisible—something you’d always been good at until recently. Yuji was relentless, and despite how much you tried to shut him out, the thought of him made your heart ache.

You let out a deep sigh, drawing your knees up to your chest. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Letting people in was supposed to make everything easier, and now you were sitting here, alone again, yet still feeling as though the world’s gaze was pinned on you.

Meanwhile, Yuji was running through the snow. Literally running. His breath misted in the freezing air as his shoes crunched and slid against the powdery ground. The snow had begun to fall harder, flurries spinning in the wind and biting at his cheeks, but he didn’t care. His coat flapped behind him, half-zipped, and his hair was dusted white as the snowflakes clung to him.

He was overthinking everything. Every word he had said, every look you had given him over the past few days, replayed in his head like a film on loop. Why did you seem so distant? Did he screw up? Did someone else say something? His heart raced—not just from running, but from that twisting, gnawing worry.

When he reached the front of your building, he didn’t stop to even catch his breath, his stamina was crazy. For a moment, Yuji stared at the glowing window on the second floor—yours. His resolve solidified.

The stairs creaked as he climbed them, his footsteps heavy and deliberate, as though bracing for rejection. Finally, he raised his hand and knocked softly.

Nothing.

He knocked again, more firmly. “Hey. Y/n? You there?”

Inside, you froze, your breath catching as the knocks echoed through your apartment. You sat frozen on the floor, leaning against the door, legs pulled up to your chest as you stared at the wood as if it might splinter. How did he even get here so fast?

You didn’t answer.

“Y/n…?” Yuji’s voice sounded quieter this time, softer. “I know you’re in there. I, uh… I saw your light on.”

The apartment felt colder than usual, a chill lingering in the air no matter how tightly you wrapped your arms around yourself. The lights in the room seemed dimmer, too, their glow doing little to chase away the gray feeling that had settled in your chest.

You sat on the floor, your back pressed against the door, knees pulled to your chest. The cold from the wood had started to seep into your skin, but you didn’t move. You couldn’t, not with Yuji standing on the other side of the door.

He had been knocking softly at first, his voice muffled but persistent as he called your name. Then he tried again, louder this time. “Y/n, I know you’re in there. Just let me in for a sec, please?”

You squeezed your eyes shut, teeth biting into your bottom lip as if that could stop the sting behind your eyes. You hated how easily Yuji could read you—how quickly he seemed to figure out something was wrong.

When you didn’t answer, you heard a sigh on the other side of the door. “Okay… I’ll just wait out here, then.”

There was a pause. You almost thought he might be bluffing, but then he knocked again. “It’s cold out here, y’know. Like, really cold. I’ll probably freeze to death before you let me in.”

You let out a shaky breath, gripping the fabric of your sleeves. “Then go home, Yuji. You don’t have to do this.”

“I’m not leaving,” he shot back, his voice steadier now, firmer. “You got home only a few minutes before I got here. I know you’re in there.”

You didn’t respond.

Yuji’s voice softened again, the gentle persistence back in it. “Y/n… come on. Just let me in. I don’t want you to be alone right now.”

His words made something in your chest twist painfully. You swallowed thickly, staring down at your knees as you whispered, “I want to be alone.”

There was silence on the other side. You thought for a moment he might’ve left, but then came his reply, soft but unwavering. “No, you don’t.”

You hated how right he was.

Your hands moved before you could stop yourself, unlocking the door with a sharp click. You didn’t open it all the way—just enough for Yuji to push it the rest of the way himself. When he stepped inside, his cheeks were flushed from the cold, snow dusting his hair and shoulders like he’d run the whole way there.

Yuji closed the door quietly behind him, shaking the snow from his jacket. His eyes met yours, concern written all over his face.

“Thanks you for letting me in,” he said softly.

You didn’t say anything, turning your back on him as you walked further into the apartment. You sat on the edge of the couch, arms crossed tightly over your chest, refusing to look at him. Yuji followed, stopping a few feet away like he was afraid to get too close.

“Y/n,” he started, his tone careful, “what’s going on? What happened? Did I do something? If I did, I’m sorry, I just. We were having such a great time?”

“I don’t really want to talk about it.”

Yuji flinched at your tone but didn’t back down. “I know, but… Y/n, that’s not fair.”

“Not fair?” you repeated bitterly, finally looking up at him. “What’s not fair is you standing here, pretending you care when we both know you don’t.”

Yuji’s brows furrowed, hurt flashing across his face. “What are you talking about? Why wouldn’t I care.”

“Because, I know you don’t,” you said, your voice rising. The words came tumbling out, unfiltered and sharp. “You barely know me, Yuji. You act like it’s your job to check up on me, to be this nice, but you don’t have to do that. I don’t want to owe you anything, so you can stop pretending you do.”

Yuji looked at you, stunned into silence for a moment. His expression shifted—first hurt, then confused, before finally settling on something more serious, his jaw clenching.

“I’m not pretending,” he said quietly, his voice firm. “Why do you keep saying that?”

“Because it’s true.” you snapped. Your chest felt tight, words spilling out faster than you could stop them. “This—this whole ‘making friends’ thing was a mistake. I knew something bad was going to happen. I should’ve just stayed on my own.”

Yuji took a step forward, his brows knitting together in frustration. “That’s not fair to you, Y/n. You can’t just shut everyone out because you’re scared of—”

“Stop it,” you cut him off again, your voice trembling now. “Stop acting like you know what’s best for me.”

Yuji froze, his mouth half-open as if he wanted to argue more, but he didn’t. For a moment, the room was silent except for the sound of your uneven breathing.

Finally, Yuji exhaled slowly, his shoulders sinking. “Fine,” he muttered, more to himself than you. He turned toward the door, his movements slower than usual, like he was reluctant to leave. “I just… I don’t get it, Y/n. I don’t get why you won’t let anyone in.”

You looked away, unable to meet his eyes. “You don’t have to get it.”

Yuji lingered for a second longer, watching you with an expression you couldn’t quite place—something between hurt and helplessness. Then, without another word, he opened the door and stepped back into the cold.

The door clicked shut behind him, and the room fell silent again.

You let out a shaky breath, the silence pressing down on you like a weight. You stared at the floor for a long time, your chest tight as you replayed the argument over and over in your mind.

Yuji’s words lingered, though.

“I don’t get why you won’t let anyone in.”

You leaned back on the couch, pulling your knees to your chest again as the room seemed to grow colder around you. For the first time in a long time, you didn’t want to be alone.

[fleronn]

ItaFushiKugi Christmasss!!! 🎄🎄(Not ship)

I love them all sm

[chosothirstacct]

Today two shrimpy boys accompanied me on my adventures 🍤✨

[spoksstuff]

Choso 💭 *matchy-matchy = fated brothers*

credits to the original artist @yakult9_chim on X & ig

[shimisstuff]

The new cover inspired all of this, it’s not my fault 😭

18+ on Patreon

[gabbyp09]

[daemontargaryenwhore]

I had enough

[gamblersdoll]

“choso, been an hour.”

“nuh uh.”

you groan, looking down to him as he sucks a nipple of yours. he squeezes the other, relaxing into your warmth. he didn’t always do this sexually, sometimes he just needs to be so close with you.

he also gave butt rubs in a non sexual way as well. he lives for intimacy, and these felt more intimate than sex alone.

this time, he was on edge for whatever reason, stumbling to your house and just holding you. until he mumbled that he wanted to do this, yet he doesnt mean a sexual way.

that was an hour ago, and hes been sucking on the same nipple for an hour.

“chose, baby boy, switch to another nipple.” you say, shifting your body to get even more comfortable.

he groans, looking up at you. “but this my favorite one…”

“… you have a favorite?” you ask, never even heard of that shit.

“yeah, i love both, of course. but.. this one, your right one has a taste–“

“okayyy, you can suckle on that one some more.” you chime in, chuckling when he smiles and pops it back into his mouth.

for you, sure it became sore for a while, but to choso he was in heaven.

[helloitsshenart]

Average Satosugu morning?

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[softrashame]

i just had to…