#jujutsy kaisen sukuna

[the-girl-with-starry-eyes]

Intrigue (Sukuna x GN!Reader)

Pairing: Sukuna x Reader, Platonic! Yuji x Reader.

Yuji Itadori, the vessel for Ryomen Sukuna, nervously dialled his best friend's number, his heart racing with a mix of anticipation and worry. He had been contemplating this call for days, unsure of how his friend would react to his newfound situation. As the phone rang, he hoped for understanding and support.

On their end of the line, (Y/N) picked up, a hint of surprise evident in their voice. "Yuji? It's been ages! What's up?"

Taking a deep breath, Yuji hesitated for a moment before blurting out, "Hey, (Y/N). I need to talk to you about something important. Can we meet up?"

Curiosity tinged with concern seeped into their voice. "Of course, Yuji. Is everything okay? Where do you want to meet?"

After exchanging details, they settled on a quiet café in the heart of the city. Yuji arrived first, nervously fidgeting with his hands. The weight of Sukuna's presence inside him added an extra layer of tension to the meeting. He didn't know how his friend would react, but he hoped they would understand.

As Y/N  entered the café, a mix of surprise and worry flashed across their face. She approached Yuji cautiously, concern etched in their eyes. "Yuji, you seem different. Is everything alright?"

Yuji took a deep breath, his voice barely above a whisper. "I need to tell you something, (Y/N)." It's... complicated. But please, listen with an open mind."

She nodded, their expression filled with a mix of confusion and unwavering support. "Of course, Yuji. I'm here for you. You can tell me anything."

Summoning his courage, Yuji continued, his words measured and tinged with vulnerability. "I became the vessel for Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses. He resides within me now."

[Friend's Name]'s eyes widened, shock momentarily replacing their usual composure. She took a moment to process the revelation before speaking. "You... you're hosting Sukuna? That's... I never expected something like this. Are you okay, Yuji?"

Yuji's gaze shifted nervously, his voice filled with a mix of apprehension and gratitude. "I'm handling it as best as I can. Sukuna can be dangerous and unpredictable, but I'm doing my best to keep him under control. I wanted to meet you to explain and... and ask you if you still want to be friends with me (Y/N), it can be quite dangerous for you."

Sukuna, sensing the opportunity to assert himself, seized control of Yuji's body. His presence radiated an intimidating aura as he leaned closer to (Y/N), his eyes filled with a calculated malevolence. "You should stay away, human. My presence is not to be taken lightly."

They stared back at Sukuna, albeit a bit taken aback by Sukuna’s sudden appearance,their eyes filled with determination rather than fear. "I understand the danger. But Yuji is my friend, and I won't abandon him just because you're a part of him now. I believe in him, and I'll support him through this."

Sukuna's frustration grew, his anger intensifying at their unwavering determination. He conjured up a dark aura, the air crackling with an ominous energy. He continued to berate(Y/N), each word laced with malice, hoping to break their resolve.

But as Sukuna saw their big, teary eyes welling up with tears, something tugged at his heartstrings—an unfamiliar sensation that threatened to unravel his facade. He paused, his voice faltering for a moment, before he spoke again, his tone softer but still tinged with a trace of anger. "Why are you crying, human? Pathetic.

Y/N couldn't hold back their emotions any longer. Sukuna's words, combined with the dark aura that surrounded him, proved too overwhelming. She broke down, sobs wracking their body as their tears flowed freely. The weight of his menacing presence had finally taken its toll.

In that moment, Sukuna felt a pang of regret, a heaviness settling in his chest. He realised he had gone too far and allowed his anger to consume him for no reason. He looked into Y/N's tear-filled eyes, his usual arrogance replaced with a rare vulnerability.

Without uttering another word, Sukuna retreated, relinquishing control to Yuji.. A whispered apology escaped from his lips, barely audible.. He disappeared, leaving Yuji alone with( Y/N), their tears still flowing.

Yuji, no longer under Sukuna's influence, rushed to (Y/N)'s side, his voice filled with compassion. "I'm so sorry, (Y/N). Sukuna... he can be cruel and unforgiving. Please forgive me for his words."

Y/N sniffled, their tears slowly subsiding as Yuji enveloped them in a comforting embrace. "Yuji, it's not your fault. I understand that Sukuna is a part of you, and I still believe in your goodness. I'm just... overwhelmed by everything."

Yuji held them gently, offering solace and reassurance. "I promise, (Y/N), I'll do my best to control Sukuna and protect you from his darkness. You mean the world to me, and I won't let him hurt you again.".

In the depths of his cursed realm, Sukuna found himself grappling with an unfamiliar storm of emotions. The usual air of arrogance and superiority that shrouded him had been replaced by a haunting sense of vulnerability and remorse. He paced restlessly, unable to shake off the weight of his actions and the deep regret that coursed through him.

"Damn it," Sukuna muttered to himself, frustration evident in his voice. "What is this feeling? Why do I care so much about their tears? I am Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses. I shouldn't be bothered by the emotions of a mere human."

But try as he might, Sukuna couldn't dismiss the image of (Y/N)'s teary eyes from his mind. It haunted him, a constant reminder of the impact his words had on them. It was a side of himself he hadn't expected to encounter, and it left him feeling unsettled and strangely incomplete.

Sukuna sat upon his imposing throne, his expression marred with confusion and a tinge of unease. The memory of Y/N''s tears haunted him, his usual composed demeanour crumbling under the weight of his newfound vulnerability. He stared into the distance, lost in thought, his voice a mere whisper.

"What have I become? To be affected by a mere human's tears... It's absurd." He had always revelled in his power, finding solace in his dominance over others. But now, the walls he had built around his heart had begun to crack, leaving him exposed to emotions he had long since discarded.

[serotosin]

This entire story I wrote is based off this panel and the way higuruma is grabbing his tie

such a mundane task…turns you on??

Your husband, hiromi higuruma, was such a busy yet always exhausted man. Every day when he came home from a long day of defending the innocent and taking on more cases then you know he could handle he would always come over to you, plopping his weight on top of you, it didn’t matter if you’re doing something, you always felt that weight on your body each time the clock hit 8 pm.

however, tonight you had been in such a needy mood, maybe it was because it’s ovulation week for you or maybe you’ve realized that a certain action your tired husband does has started to have an affect on you.

to him, the action was such a simple every day thing to him, and at one point it was for you as well, but as your husband walks through the door, his exhausted moody eyes on full display, his hair that was so neat this morning now having a few rebelling strays falling in front of his face, you clench your thighs at the sight of him.

you watch as he does his normal routine, sets his briefcase down, sets his keys down, he takes his shoes off and sets them neatly by yours that are already by the door, he took his blazer off and drapes it over one arm before he reaches one hand up to his tie, the veins on his hands forming as he hooks a finger into his tie and slowly loosens it.

the pool forming between your clenched thighs is proof enough that such a simple action is a turn on for you. your head running wild with dirty sinful thoughts as you watch your husband undo his tie, his wedding band on full display, showing his devotion to you and yet you wish so badly he’d remind you of his devotion to you and the aching heat between your legs right now.

suddenly, you hear the sound of someone clearing their throat. the noise instantly snaps you out of your lustful trance.

“sweet girl, I know that look, what kind of husband would I be if I didn’t?”

[gekksan]

day 4

role swap

[anestefi]

on december 24th, both suguru and satoru passed away

[areyoufeelingwhelmedyet]

None of this “rehabilitation” bullshit that man is EVIL and TWISTED and I want it KEPT THAT WAY

[lucifer-is-a-cat]

Sukuna....shame on you honestly you don't recognise this man who went toe-on-toe with Satoru...tho he got royally beaten but still.....jokes apart it's nice to see opposing parties coming together to end this battle.....😊💙💜 ngl I am bored with the recent chapters...i still feel that the story is very average....but yeah all the best to Miguel, I hope he does well also I hope Kusakabe is safe...💙💙

[freshthoughts2020]

[tomapoganka]

amog/us

[jiordeci]

being a fanfic writer who tries to find a place for your oc that doesn't ruin the flow of the story and characters is already difficult and Istg gege is trying to make my fanfic impossible and im annoyed.

[minimomoe]

How to Train your Demon

Pairing: trueform! Sukuna x Fem Reader

Summary: Life has all kinds of wins and losses. You don't know which category to put your new demon husband in though.

Tags: MDNI!, red string of fate trope, true form sukuna, librarian reader, soul mates, reincarnation, accidental summoning, love at first sight (but it's one-sided (until it's not)), Sukuna is demon, but he's v much in love, smut and stuff eventually i guess....

Part: I. II. III. IV. V. VI. VII. VIII. IX. X. XI.

Rule no. 8: Get him a Companion

You were awakened by a shadowy figure floating behind your eyelids. A gentle voice called out to you, coaxing you to open your eyes. 

“It’s time for you to get ready, My Queen.”

What a strange dream, you thought to yourself. It sounded real enough, and you felt the tug on your body like you were being lifted off of the bed to sit up, yet you still couldn’t open your eyes. Soft pressure flitted over your body, a touch as soft as a butterfly’s, never staying in one place for too long before finding a new place to tickle your skin. 

“Mmm Cleo, stop it,” you moaned. You tried to push your cat away when you brushed skin that surely wasn’t Cleo’s. Your eyes sprung open and you were greeted by a person with wide eyes and a white bob.

“Who the fuck are you,” you whispered. Terror froze up your body. Now crippled, you couldn’t get out of bed fast enough even if you wanted to. Sukuna was no longer beside you so you had to deal with the intruder alone.

“Master told me you had no memories left of our time together. I am Uraume, your humble servant,” they bowed. 

“Master? Servant?” 

You were still too afraid to move when Sukuna padded into the room with Cleo close behind. 

“S-sukuna this person—“

“Uraume, leave us.”

The small person bowed and quietly left the room immediately. The blood roaring in your ears filled down to a quiet thud as Sukuna sat at the foot of the bed. Cleo hopped on top of the sheets, nuzzling her body on yours as if to say good morning. 

“What— who is that?” You hissed to Sukuna. 

He cocked his head to the side. “Did they not say? That is Uraume.” Sukuna acted like that was enough information and perhaps to him it was. It only left you more confused. 

“And what are they doing in my house?”

Sukuna stared at you like you were asking a stupid question. “What all servants are supposed to do. Care for it.”

You rubbed the palm of your hand over your forehead in frustration. “Okay. Imma have to spell this out for you slowly. Where did Uraume come from and why did you let them in?”

You were angry, Sukuna could see that much. If looks could kill he would be severely wounded, and it puzzled him. You had always loved Uraume before, and treated him much better than others. If anything, Sukuna thought you would have been elated to see them.

“Uraume found me. Simply appeared at the doorstep and I wasn’t going to turn them away. The cat also enjoys their presence.” 

Sure enough, Cleo was no longer at your side. She was probably with the so-called servant just like Sukuna said. 

“Uraume was always your favorite. They live to serve you.” 

“I don’t need that,” you mumbled, swinging your legs over the bed. Sukuna got up to help you but you swatted him away. You limped your way over to your bathroom and Sukuna’s arms twitched in need to keep you steady. “Is there any other baggage that comes with you? Might as well air it out now.” 

You paused at the doorframe of the bathroom, a peculiar scent catching your nose. “What’s that smell?”

Both you and Sukuna turned to the direction of the kitchen. You hobbled your way over there after arguing with Sukuna to leave you alone, and in it you found the newcomer standing in front of your stove with food sizzling in the pan.

“Excuse me?!” You said incredulously. The white bob swished from side to side when they faced you, not looking directly at your face.

“My Queen,” they bowed. 

“Stop calling me that.” 

They hesitated, unsure of what to say next. 

“Just— use my name, okay? This is already weird enough,” you sighed. 

The face Uraume made made you think you had asked them to call you a slur. Their face screwed up like it physically pained them to even think about, let alone form their lips to utter your name. 

“Or ma’am?” You quickly offered to end their suffering. 

That eased Uraume. “Yes, ma’am. How can I help you ma’am?”

“Is that meat you are cooking?”

“Yes. Lord Sukuna requested it.” 

Another violent glare was thrown in Sukuna’s direction who was conveniently crouched down petting Cleo. The food didn’t smell bad. It was quite the opposite. Whatever Uraume was cooking smelled heavenly accompanied with a delicious symphony of sizzles.You gave up meat for personal reasons, but seeing it in front of you made your mouth water. While looking down at the pot, you couldn’t place what exactly was being cooked.

“What kind of meat is that?”

Uraume’s face blanched. “I believe it’s better if you don’t know. I will say, it is ethically sourced as per Lord Sukuna’s request.”

“How the hell is human meat ethically sourced Sukuna!”

Sukuna rose from the floor with an eye roll. “I see you have not changed after all these years. Always willing to stay in her good graces, Uraume.” 

“Don’t get mad at Uraume because you did something wrong,” you pointed. If Sukuna didn’t know any better, he could’ve sworn Uraume was stifling a laugh. He crossed his two sets of arms over his chest and looked down at you. 

“I was hungry and you eat like a garden nymph.”

“So you can get beef! Or chicken! Or goat! Anything would be better than a literal arm and leg! But no, I am married to Hannibal Lecter it seems.”

Sukuna cupped your face, putting an abrupt end to your diatribe. His thumbs smoothed over the apples of your cheeks. 

“Careful with how you speak to me,” he said in a low tone. You opened your mouth to hurl another jab at him but his eyes narrowed. 

“I don’t care how you look at me, I am still angry,” you gritted out. 

Sukuna sighed, moving his hand down from your face to your shoulders to twirl you around back to Uraume. “I kept your rules in mind and ordered for the meat to be ethically sourced. Uraume went out of their way to bring it, ethically sourced. There is nothing that I do not trust them to do while following directions to the most excruciating detail. You are angry over nothing.” 

“Don’t tell me what to be angry about,” you snapped. 

Despite your own reservations, you found yourself believing in Sukuna. If he did what he said, then there really shouldn’t be a worry. More than him eating human meat, you were worried of the legal consequences that would ensue. It was for the best that you didn’t know anything about how the meat was gathered, so you stomped out of the kitchen to the best of your abilities, leaving the two of them in your kitchen. You needed to get ready for work without gaining any new wrinkles. When you made it to your room, Sukuna turned to his servant.

“Uraume,” Sukuna said.

“Yes, my lord?”

“Who is Hannibal Lecter?”

“I do not know, sir. I will find out for you immediately.” 

Thanks for reading loves!! lemme know what ya think xx

Part: I. II. III. IV. V. VI. VII. VIII. IX. X. XI.

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[serotosin]

*megumi and nobara arguing over who is stronger*

megumi: i have mahoraga and what exactly do you have to top that?

nobara: oh i don’t know maybe a fucking will to live!

[catboy-doppio]

Who is your favorite from jujutsi kaisen?

tied between yuji and sukuna

[anestefi]

[faithful91]

Kenjaku

𝔸𝕟𝕚𝕞𝕖: 𝕁𝕦𝕛𝕦𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕂𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕟

[areyoufeelingwhelmedyet]

Unlike you, I’m weird and not like other girls bc my brain refuses to ship all the popular/main ships :)

…which at the end of the day is not a flex bc I get barely any content

[mercutio-stan]

Sakuna: *taking over*

Itadori: no no nO NO NO I LIKE THIS SHIRT

Sakuna: