#mahito 💗

[chloessscanvasss]

istg if i see another bitch hating on mahito in his tag, im going to rip my hair out and tie it into a rope so i can tie it to a cinderblock and drown myself

[mayearies]

hi everyone i watched jjk

this is my wife

[lsdosis]

Mahito in the hot springs❤️

[missingn000]

The new phantom guardian chapter was sooooooo good!!!!!!! Toji thinks he and Suguru are opposites but they’re a lot alike!!!!!!! I really needed that bonding moment between them!!!!! Also Yuuta becoming his own person is sooooo necessary but I’m looking forward to him and Suguru reaching a better understanding (even though this was actually the one time Getou wasn’t gonna hurt them 😂😂) Mahito can suck it him and his band of rejects need to stay away from Getou and the rest of the fam

aww i'm so happy you enjoyed it!! yeah character foils really out here like "THIS PERSON IS MY OPPOSITE" when they're really all two sides of the same coin. that bonding moment between them makes me ;__; "son-in-law still means you're my son" COME ON (<-literally wrote it, entirely at fault for this)

and so true!! yuuta definitely needed to have a moment of independence, but at what cost. auughh he and getou devastate me

but bro why you blaming mahito 😭 he's not in charge lmao he's just along for the ride. if anything it's more like "kenjaku's band of insane individuals who will literally all eventually turn on him, even the ones who aren't here yet." good for them

[bleach-your-panties]

Ok this is cool!❤️

[cckaisen]

୨ৎ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ultimate betrayal !

req ! the jjk men commit the ultimate crime—watching the show you’ve both been geeking over without you ! how dare they:(

ಇ. summary. fem!reader, crack, yandere!yuta implied, included mahito just for u anon;)

ಇ. including. gojo, nanami, geto, yuji, megumi, yuta, toge, toji, sukuna, mahito.

likes n reblogs r appreciated !! 💗

[satorusugurugurl]

Hi, hi, sweetie💗.

Can you make a JJK guys reaction to his friend/acquaintance being in love with his girlfriend?

Characters: Sukuna, Inumaki, Megumi, Nanami.

That’s a Lie

Summary: What happens when the boys discover their co-worker claims they're in love with their girlfriend?

Word Count: 4,302

Characters: Ryomen Sukuna, Nanami Kento, AFAB!Reader

Warnings: language, cursing, self-doubt, foul mouth, angry smut, smut at work, cream pie, angry sex, biting marking, claiming, mirror sex

A/N: Hi, Nonnie; thanks for your request. I don't write stories for minor characters! 🙂‍↕️ So please enjoy the two sexy men!! 💚💚💚

*MDNI*

Ryomen Sukuna:

The problem with being a tattoo artist and piercer was taking on apprentices. Sukuna always preferred to work alone, but when his boss, Geto, begged for him to take on some kid from another shop. He reluctantly agreed. Sukuna owed Suguru a favor for picking up Yuuji for a week when his schedule was booked, and you were working overtime. So, he might as well help him out.

But he was beginning to regret his decision.

“How’s your friend doing?” Geto asked smugly, causing Sukuna’s eyebrow to twitch.

“That shithead is not my fucking friend.”

Geto laughed, eyes ding down the hall towards the break room where said shithead was sitting. “Yeah, I don’t know if he would be a good fit here.”

Sukuna could’ve told him that. Mahito was dark and disturbed. The tattoos he sketched out were strange, humanoid creatures that he almost got off to. The sketches gave you the creeps, and Sukuna couldn’t stand the way he stared at you whenever you stopped by the shop. Mahito knew you were Sukuna's, but he always stared, licking his lips as the patchwork tattoos on his face shifted. He looked at you as though you were his next meal.

“Fire him then.”

“I mean, he’s not getting paid. He is shadowing you. It’s two more weeks. As soon as that’s up, he can go back to his other shop.”

“Can I ask why the fuck you decided to take him on?”

“I owed the owner a favor because he didn’t file a police report when Satoru smashed his window at the shop when he was drunk at the Christmas party a few months back.”

“Your stupid fucking boyfriend.”

“Oi, you should be thanking my fucking boyfriend. We wouldn’t have seen the competition firsthand if he didn't smash that window.”

Yeah, there was no competition between the two shops. Geto’s tattoo and piercing shop was the best in town. There was no way Uzumaki stood a chance against Curses and Dragons LLC. Kenjaku could suck it.

Sukuna glanced at the clock on the wall, “There’s no chance in hell I’m thinking that cocky asshole.” he shoved his hands into his pocket to the back to meet you outside for lunch. “I’m taking my lunch.”

“Yeah, he's the same guy who introduced you to your girlfriend, the one that Gojo insisted you go into the closet with to play seven minutes in heaven with.” Sukuna stuck his nose up, grimacing at his friend and boss. “So, if you don’t want to thank him for a chance to see the competition, at least thank him for introducing you two.”

“Respectfully fuck you and your logic.”

”Yeah, yeah, asshole, enjoy your lunch break.”

Sukuna rolled his eyes, headed towards the break room, and glanced at his phone to see where you were. “I’m just saying I could treat her better than him. Mahito won a wince from Miguel, one of the shop's piercers.

“You better not let Sukuna hear you say that.”

“Oh, like I give a shit.” Sukuna felt a vein pulse in his neck as he stood outside the kitchen, gritting his teeth. “I like her. She likes me. I might as well go as far as to say I’m falling in love with her.”

“Sukuna is going to murder you if he hears you say that.”

He might end up doing just that, bless, as he clenched his fist, eyes blurring with unfiltered rage. You usually get along with everyone at the shop but couldn’t stand Mahito. He had been a little too friendly with lingering touches on your arm, his eyes wandering over your body. Sukuna had to offer to tell him to fuck off, but you assured him that you were okay. Now was different, though; knowing that little freak thought you liked him back pissed Sukuna off beyond all words.

The pink-haired man stepped closer to the break room, ready to explode with rage. “I don’t even know what she sees him.” That statement spoke nothing but the truth. With his thoughts swirling, Sukuna was getting ready to call you when the familiar scent of your perfume flew by. With his eyes snapping from his phone, Sukuna watched as you entered the kitchen.

“Oh my sweet Dol—” SMACK!! “Ow, what the—?!” another smack, followed by another, echoed off the walls.

Sukuna ran in, gripping the door frame as he stared at your back as you huffed and heaved with anger. “You listen to me, you stupid son of a bitch! Sukuna is my boyfriend. I love him and his family.” You took a closer towering over the trembling form. Mahito was gripping his cheek, which was turning red. “ I could never love a conniving piece of shit like you.”

You went in for another smack only to be yanked back. Sukuna’s arms were around your waist as you kicked and screamed, fighting to get back to the cowering man, pushing himself as far away from you as possible. Seeing you losing your absolute shit in your cute Animal scrubs had Sukuna’s cock twitching in his jeans as he locked his arms around you. Realizing there was no escape, the fight in you slowly faded as your boyfriend placed gentle kisses over your cheek.

“Easy girl, easy.” Sukuna presses his lips against your neck. “Miguel, get him the fuck out of here.”

“Good idea, we don’t want her beating him to a bloody pulp.”

A pink eyebrowbc ocked as Sukuna narrowed his gaze. “Eh? Her? No, no, I don’t want his heart to be broken when I fuck the woman he claims to be in love with against the fridge.” Miguel was about to ask if he was serious just before your boyfriend slammed your chest against the fridge before you. “Better get the fuck moving, Miguel.” cheek pressed firmly against the cool middle of the refrigerator as you helped Sukuna tag your pants down just an inch.

“Alright! All right, fuck, hold on!

Both sets of hands halted as you glanced at the retreating Miguel as he pulled Mahito out before slamming the door to the break room shut. Crimson eyes watched the door momentarily before your boyfriend hissed through his teeth as you backed up, rubbing against his erection, drawing his back down at you.

“Hurry,” you begged, “make me yours.”

Sukuna just stared at you in shock and amazement. He was kidding about fucking you there at work against the fudge, but when you looked at him like that, all his resolve went out the window. He yanked your scrubs down this time, pulling them around your thighs as he unbuckled his black stud belt.

There was something about seeing you so fired up over him that had his heart racing. Sukuna spit into his hand, rubbing it all over his shaft before he began grinding it against you from how wet you were; Sukuna assumed you felt the same way he did. The tip of his shaft slid into your tight heat, causing your back to dip at the stretch. Your nails scratched against the surface of the fridge as he continued to slide inside of you inch by inch slowly; the drag of his frenum piercing sent shivers down your spine. All while his hands gripped to your waist, hissing as he growled in pleasure.

“That’s let me inside of you. Take me deeper, kitten, deeper and deeper.” as Sukuna’s nails dig into your skin. “Fuuuck~”

“Ahh—Kuna, you're so t-thick! Feels so good, so fucking good.”

Being inside of you, buried so deep, did feel good. It felt so fucking good that Kuna had to get a hold of himself from demolishing you and your insides. But the words you had said before he was even inside you echoed inside Sukuna’s mind. ‘Hurry up, make me yours.’ you were as desperate for him as he was for you. So why should he hold back? Perhaps him holding back is what made Mahito feel as though he had a fucking chance with you.

“Fuck it.” Sukuna pulled all the way out before snapping his hips forward, slamming his cock head firmly against your cervix. The sudden roughness had your eyes bugging out as your knee buckled. He repeated the same movements, pulling out until the tight ring of muscles snagged on his tip before he was filling you again.

“K-Kuna! Oooh fuck, yes! Yes! Fuuck!”

“That’s right,” he snarled, teeth sinking into your shoulder. “Say my name screams it. I want all these motherfuckers to know who’s making you feel this good.”

“Sukuna!” Tears falling from your eyes.

“Louder.”

“Sukuna!”

His teeth nipped and sucked at your skin, marking you as he lost himself in primal undying need. “Louder, scream it.” his cock slides in and out of you faster and rougher. His piercing, rubbing sinfully over your g-spot, making you cry out loud, eyes rolling back.

“Sukuna! Sukuna! Kuna!” his name flows out of your mouth like tears streaming down your cheeks. It’s like a prayer, a sin for lust-ridden prayer as your boyfriend fucks you. His teeth continue digging into your skin as your legs tremble. The squelching sounds of him fucking you deeper were almost as loud as your sharp cries, his grunts, and the slapping of skin against skin.

“K-Kitten~” Sukuna’s eyebrows for joy slack as his eyes squeezed tight. “I love you fuck, I love you!”

“I-I fuck—ah! I love you—t-too! I love you, Kuna!”

Hearing you say that had his eyes going wide as he throbs inside of you; it felt too good being inside of you and hearing that you loved him. It was too good. He didn’t have a chance to pull out. His cum spurts inside of you as he growls against your soft skin. Having Sukuna cum inside of you for the first time in your relationship and your life has your eyes shut tight as you lose yourself in the sensation. It felt warm, and it felt so good that it had your head falling forward as your orgasm wrecked through you.

Your spasming contractions around his cock, had your boyfriend slowly pushing all this cum further inside your cunt. Sukuna only stops when you try pulling away as the oversensitivity causes a slight pain to settle your stomach. It was then, and then he gently pulled out of you, watching as the thick droplets of your combined cum ran down your inner thigh. Sukuna moved, grabbing a napkin off the table and gently cleaning it off you.

“I meant it.”

Blinking as he tossed the napkin in the trash, Sukuna blinked. “What?” He wasn’t sure what you were talking about because he had just cummed his brains out. “Meant what, kitten?” his hands move gently over your body, pulling your pants back up before helping you sit in a chair.

“That I love you and your family.” The timidness of your voice makes you all the cuter, making him fall even harder.

“I love you too.” His hands reach out, thumbs brushing over your flushed tear, tear-stained cheeks. “Thank you for loving me.”

“Kuna,” You reach up, caressing his hand gently, “it would have been impossible not to fall in love with you.” as you both sat in the silence, caressing one another lovingly, Sukuna thought about what Geto had said earlier. He did need to thank Gojo for throwing the two of you in a closet together. You were the best thing to have ever graced his messy and complicated life because you were the love of his life.

Nanami Kento:

“Hey Nanami,” looking up from the newspaper, Naomi I’d Gojo was lying on the couch across from him. “Do you think I have a chance with your little assistant?”

“Ino—? I honestly think he’s a bit too young for you.” Plus, Nanami wasn’t even sure if he had a partner.

“No, no, please.” Gojo cackles, sitting up. “No, I meant to your other assistant.” realizing he was talking about you, Nanami put his paper down, taking his glasses off his face to focus all his attention on the annoying jackass in front of him.

“Why?”

Left left to right as if searching for anyone else before leaning his back against the couch. “Uhm, because I wanna ask her out on a date.”

A date? This idiot wanted to ask you out on a date.

The idea of that in itself made Nanami want to laugh. He knew you weren’t single because you had been dating since last year. Not a lot of people knew about your relationship. You agree it would be best to keep it down low. To avoid the reprimanding lectures from the higher-ups and the teasing that would ensue if Gojo ever found out.

Nanami opened his mouth to let his coworker know you were taken and happy just as you walked into the room. You were carrying a stack of blank talisman papers, heading towards the coffee table where Gojo and Nanami sat. On top of the stack of paper was a bottle of ink and your calligraphy pen.

You had your bottom lip between your teeth as you focused on not dropping any items you carried in your arms. Your loving boyfriend started to stand to run to your assistance. But a certain blindfolded freak beat him to it. Gojo ran so fast, snatching the ink bottle off the top of the stack you were carrying.

“That looks really heavy. Let me carry it for you.”

“Oh!” you have had a sigh as Gojo takes the stack of heavy paper from you. “Thanks, Toru! My back was killing me there.”

The white tops of Gojo’s hair sway with each step he takes towards the table, placing your items on its surface. “Oh, why does your back hurt from carrying all those good looks and personality?” Your eyes dart towards Nanami, whose leg bounces as he anxiously watches you both.

“Oh no, I hurt it while working out the other day.”

“Oooh yeah? Next time you go to the gym, you should invite me. I could show you how to lift weights properly. That way, you don’t get hurt.”

Nanami knew for a fact that you had hurt your back when you both had sex in his car a couple of days ago. From how you’re biting your bottom lip as you glance toward Gojo, you were thinking about that night, too. The way he had you bent, legs to your chest, head was thrown back as he pounded into you. Windows fogged up as you screamed into his mouth. He knew you would hurt your back doing it last time, but he was fighting the urge to take you out to his car right now and have his way with you again.

“Oh, that's so sweet, Toru, thank you! But I—”

“We could make it a date.”

“Eh?” Your eyes widen as you glance between him and Nanami.

Gojo lifts one of the sides of his blindfold, revealing a bright blue eye. “Yeah, we can make it a date. We can go work out, and I’ll take you for a protein smoothie or something afterward. Or, if you want, we could skip the gym and go to dinner.”

“O-Oh!”

“Because if I’m being completely honest with you, I think I’m falling head over heels in love with you.”

Nanami stood up, strutting towards you, the light from the afternoon sun glinting off his green glasses. “Excuse me,” you peer at your boyfriend, unaware of why he was saying excuse me, before he gripped your chin, slamming his lips against yours. You moan, eyes going wide as he kisses you deeply. As quickly as his lips meet yours, they pull away so he can look in the face of the shocked man watching you both. “I forgot my girlfriend, and I have a meeting.” Nanami’s hand intertwines with yours as he pulls you away, leaving a jaw-dropped Gojo watching you both disappear down the hall.

You don’t make it far before he pulls you into the nearest bathroom, locking the door behind him before he turns you around, pushing you against it. His lips, sweet and tender, kiss your neck, nipping and sucking on your earlobe. You're moaning, shivering against him, arching your back off the door before Nanami pulls you, bending you over the sink, his hands pushing your pants down, as his other hand tangles in your hair.

“Ah~ K-Kento!” You mewl as he yanks on your hair, forcing your head up to look in the mirror.

“He said he’s falling head over heels in love with you.” Nanami’s voice is low and scratchy as he breathes hot air on your ear, his eyes focused solely on you in the mirror. “While that infuriates me beyond all words, I can’t blame him.” He presses his body firmly against yours, his free hand reaching between your bodies, unfastening his belt before tugging his zipper down. “You are utterly beautiful, smart, and strong.”

His praises make your heart race faster, your hands gripping the sink. “My fuckin’ fuck—“The whine that sounds in your throat is broken off as Nanami’s thick hard cock rubs up and down your ass. Pre-cum that was beading at the tip smears against your skin.

“I, however, cannot overlook that I did not care for him declaring his love for you.” Gripping the base of his cock Nanami eased it down, sliding the velvety shaft up and down over your slick folds. “H-Haaah~ hearing the idiot say that made me insanely jealous. I couldn't stop myself from kissing you before him, but I regret to inform you that kissing you wasn't enough to prove how much I care about you. I need to take it further. I want Gojo to know that you are my girlfriend.”

Looking at yourself in the mirror, you could see the fiery hunger in your boyfriend’s eyes. A hunger that could only be satisfied by you and you alone. Without saying a word, you rocked your hips back, rubbing yourself over his shaft, coating the soft, warm skin of his cock in your slick. That sensation alone made Nanami falter. His hands grabbed onto your waist, trying to hold you in place to cease your movements, only to fail in the process. You were so incredibly wet and hot; feeling you rub against him made his cock twitch in anticipation.

“T-Then make him know, show him I’m your girlfriend.”

Nanami wasn't one to mark toys up in places other people could see. But hearing Gojo say that he was falling for you and having him blatantly confess that to you in front of his face made him want to act differently. He growled into your ear, rutting his hips against your dripping sex, as he sealed his lips against the skin behind your ear, sucking in it.

You gasped, gripping the counter harder as your cunt throbbed against his twitching cock. Feeling you squirm as he marked you left, Nanami snarled, his hands sliding up your hips over your chest, groping both your breasts. He squeezed them as his hips moved racers, the tip rubbing against your clit. Having him touch you in several different places had your eyes rolling back. His lips against your neck, leaving a hickey for everyone to see, his hands massaging your chest, as his cock sliding over you was driving you insane.

“K-Kento, please, please, baby,” he grunted against your neck, his hips stalling at your words. “Please fuck me. I need you.”

The desperation in your voice was enough to have him pulling back. “Anything for you, my love.” His hand squeezed your breasts as the fat tip of his cock slid inside of you. The stretch alone had you gasping, eyes shutting, eyebrows pickled together. “Nu-huh,” Nanami bit down on your earlobe. “Do not shut your eyes; I want you to look at yourself when I fuck you love.” It took another sharp nip to your skin to have your eyes lazily open.

When you looked into the mirror, you found those beautiful honey-brown eyes burning holes into your soul. As he watched your face screw up with pleasure, he slid in further, making your head fall forward as you inhaled sharply. He continued sliding until his hips were pressed flush against yours. It was then that he released his grip on your breasts, one hand gripping your hip while the other tangled in your hair, tugging the strands and lifting your head for the second time.

“How will you look at yourself with your head falling forward like that?”

“Holy shit Kento—“

“I suppose I’ll just need to help you, won’t I?”

Your eyes focused on yourself as Nanami kept a firm grip on your hair as he pulled out before sliding back into your wet heat. “Nnngh!” You cried out, mouth falling agape as Nanami groaned against your flushed skin. “Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!” You cried out with each deep thrust.

“You feel so good~ god, it’s like heaven being inside of you. So wet and tight for me and me alone.”

“K-Kenn~!”

Nanami rasped out a deep moan against your ear, his breath hot and desperate. “Yes~ say my name~ I want that blindfolded freak to not only see my mark on you but also to hear you.” Digging his fingers into your hip harder, Nanami set a rough and needy pace.

Your eyes rolled slightly back as he fucked you. He was usually so loving and sweet in the bedroom. Of course, you’d have your nights where you both had hot, angry sex, but this time was different, and you liked it a lot. Seeing his face so focused in the mirror, how his eyes lingered on the back of your head before darting towards the mirror, here you both made eye contact, was so erotic. The man whom you had given your heart to was fucking you so good you would never leave him.

“Haaah~ haah~! Kento~ oh my fucking god!” Your whimpering sobs, and tear-filled eyes locked on his, staring into his soul as his thrusts picked up in speed, slamming into you, making the fat of your ass ripple with each deep thrust. “Kento! Kento!”

“Fuck~ you sound so pretty when you cry out my name like that. Scream it for me~ scream it and cum all over my cock, love.” His hand on your hip slides down, rubbing circles over your clit, leaving you a shaking, desperate mess around him. “Cum for me~ I know you’re close, I can feel you clamping down.”

You were close; you were so close your toes were curling inside of your shoes as your mouth fell open into an ‘O’ as Nanami’s thrusts became harder, deeper, and more desperate. Your legs shook as you felt your orgasm building, tightening in your lower abdomen. The rubbing of your clit had you on the edge as your eyes narrowed, looking at your boyfriend in the mirror.

“I-I’m cumming~ I’m cumming Kento!” A pure, unfiltered scream ripped through your body as your legs shook uncontrollably, knees buckling as Nanami pressed you against the counter to hold you up. “Ahhh! Ah! Fuck!” A stream of clear liquid squirted out of you, making Kento seize up as his halls clenched.

“Cumming~ cumming baby~ fuck your such a good girl!” Nanami’s head fell back as he absconded his girl on your hair, griping your ass instead as his hips slammed harder and harder against your ass as his ropes of cum filled you up. “Looove~! Love fuck!”

Both of you were panting heavily as you weakly held the counter, pressing your warm cheek against the cool counter with a satisfied groan as Nanami pressed kisses against your back. His cock began softening inside of you, but neither of you dared to move as you basked in the afterglow of your intense orgasms.

“Mmmhm,” you hummed slowly, lifting your head as Nanami pulled out of you. He made quick work grabbing some paper towels to try to clean you up. “Kento love, I don’t think any amount of paper towels is going to clean up this mess.”

Your boyfriend chuckled nervously behind you, still trying to clean you up. “I may have gotten a little carried away.” You scoff, turning to look back at Nanami, who is tossing the dirty towels in the trash. “Play, I got extremely carried away. I couldn't stand the thought of Gojo flirting with you.”

“Yeah~? Well, if you kissing me didn't clue him in, I’m sure the hickeys and the moans will.”

“Yes.” he pulled your pants back up, freezing. “Oh, uhm, darling.”

You already know your pants are wet from your squirting. “I know; we'll have to go home early.” Nanami huffs over dramatically.

“I suppose you're right; I'm going to have to

Take you home and lick you clean.”

“Oh my god, I guess you will!” you huff out dramatically, grinning as he pulls you into his arm, snuggling you tight. It was going to be a fantastic day, especially if you had him by your side.

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[asuyaka]

Hello Hello!!📞 Hope ur having a wonderful time zone, author I just wanna say that I have read 2-3 of ur writings and I alr love it! Keep it up! ur writing's amazing.💗 I was wondering if I could request a Geto from jjk fic about him with a Curse! M reader, not a curse user, a literal curse like Mahito. But unlike Mahito the reader doesn't understand human emotions and from observing Geto (after he betrayed jujutsu high and became a cult leader) think's that its normal to kill and hate non-sorcerer's. Reader just sticks around in the shadow's and watches Geto and observer's his behavior until Geto notices and question's reader but after learning that, oh shit this curse is actually pretty powerful he might actually be useful, and promises reader to teach him about human's in exchange of him staying by Geto's side and helping him in his goal. Geto (as time passes) fall's in love with reader while reader get's this feeling that he can't understand when he's with Geto. sorry if this is a lot to ask and if u don't understand what i meant, u can just ignore me and my rambling😅

★ - s'okay lovely, descriptive reqs are jus as interestin' as non descriptive ones! &lt;3

☆ - Cult Leader! Suguru Geto x Curse! M Reader!

♡ - typical Geto stuff! racist ta non-sorcerers, n tha word 'monkey' s'used one too many times (toji only said it once, by that way.)!

Geto remembers finding you— a curse who's stuck by his side ever since he deflected from the Jujutsu world— letched onto the side of a very popular road for couples to hang out and do whatever it was that couples do.

The very first time you two met, he remembers your soft voice, body radiating heaps of untapped cursed energy—untapped potential. Your curled up body, eyes void of emotion looking up at him with something that resembles confusion. "You can see me?"

Ever since then, you've been stuck to his side. While he doesn't think of you as useless, it has taken a bit too long for the potential— the strength he wants to see from you come out.

He's willing to wait, of course, he needs all the help he can get before initiating his plan against Jujutsu High, but there's only so much patience one man can have.

Especially, a man who's already running low on time.

You're accompanying Geto on a trip to a 'money-collecting monkey', as he likes to call them. They went back on their payments to the...cult (?) home (?) and he came to give them some 'personal counseling'—which was what he always said when blood was more than likely to be shed.

"Remember why we're here, [Name]," Geto says as he gets off his manta-ray curse, extending his hand to help you.

You stare at him, muttering a small thank you. "Help the monkey?"

Geto pushes his arms into his sleeves with a smile that makes your tummy churn in discomfort. "And?"

"Work on my cursed technique..." You mutter, kicking a pebble on the ground with an unseen pout working its way on your face. Ever since Geto quite literally found you on the side of a road, you've been his right-hand man ever since. Even if your understanding of cursed techniques and cursed energy is slim to none.

You've always understood in the back of your mind that he needs you for something. He had to—otherwise, he would've turned you into a ball and swallowed it on the spot. He always says how you aren't necessarily a bad curse, but he's never said you were good either.

You've never understood what he meant by that, but by the way Nanako grimaced whenever he said it, you assumed it wasn't a good thing. Without knowing, the pout grew into a frown and you found yourself huffing. Humans and their weird emotions always intrigued you ever since you were born, but you could never understand it.

Which is why you've been with Geto for so long. He's the first human who acknowledged your presence, the first human to act (kind, was it?) around you, so by process of elimination he was your first and only candidate to learn from.

When you two reached the house you overhear Geto whisper something about how the stench of monkeys would get everywhere.

'... Monkeys = bad people, they make Geto angry.' You think to yourself as you rummage through the pockets of the clothes Geto lent to you, bringing out a small spray bottle and handing it to the male beside you.

The action seems to take him by surprise. His smile falters and he stares at the item in your hand for a beat too long, grabbing it with a 'thank you' and spraying it on his clothes with a tight expression.

"Come here, you aren't getting monkey on my curses, or around the house." Geto waves you over, spraying a generous amount on your clothes and on your face. The spiciness takes you by surprise, spluttering as you try to get the taste off your mouth and the burn out of your eyes.

Surprisingly—shockingly even, you hear Geto laugh. It doesn't sound like the one he uses around the curse-collecting or money-collecting monkeys, it sounds like the one he uses around Nanako and Mimiko.

'Geto laughing = good. He's happy or excited.'

The laughing stops but he brings up a finger to wipe the tear that fell down your cheek during the sting. His hands are slightly calloused but soft to the touch. "Come on, let's get this over with. I'd rather stay away from monkeys on my weekends."

Nodding, you follow behind Geto as he walks up to the door, planting three brisk but firm knocks against the wood. You make sure to stay a step behind him, your body stiff and your eyes blank in case the monkey decides to try anything.

The door opens a slither a pair of green eyes widening the second they see Geto. "G-Geto-san! What do I owe the pleasure?"

"Good afternoon to you as well, Mr. Ashido. From my understanding, you're to fund my organization with three hundred thousand yen a month, am I correct?" Geto smiles, but it doesn't feel nice like when he smiles at you.

'Monkeys make Geto's smile weird. All monkeys are bad.'

The man nods shakily, his grip on the door faltering slightly. "Y-yes, but I cannot make up with the payments anymore because—"

"Correct me if I'm mistaken, Mr. Ashido, but you were the one who said three hundred thousand, am I correct?" Geto interrupts with a slight movement of his head, his signature bang moving with it.

"But Mr. Geto—"

Then, Geto's smile falls. His nose scrunches up in disgust and his eyes narrow. That means he's going to kill someone.

Before either of you knows what's happening, a surge of cursed energy flows into your hand, and the man's body squishes onto the ground until it pops as if the gravity on his body somehow quadrupled.

Geto's eyes widen, staring at the eyeball that rolled on the tip of his sandals. He turns to look at you, equal parts shocked and amused. "You did that, didn't you?"

"Monkeys are bad, and you looked like you were going to kill him anyway. I'm sorry for acting out of line G—"

"Don't you dare apologize for that." Geto interrupts with a sharp cut to his tone, making you stutter and trip over your words.

'Don't apologize, Geto gets angry. Angry = bad emotion.'

You nod hastily, but the nagging feeling to apologize stretches along your throat, itching to come out. Geto huffs, walking down the stairs and dragging you by the collar. "Seriously, the one time I take my eyes off you, you go change the actual laws of space on a guy?"

"Sor—" You stop yourself midway, remembering how apologies made Geto feel. You opt to stay silent and let him drag you wherever it is he wants to.

As you and Geto ride back home on the manta-ray curse, you see the smile on his face from earlier still hasn't left.

'Killing monkeys makes Geto give Nanako and Mimiko smile. Feels better than what he uses with sponsors.'

"Did I do good, Geto?" You ask absentmindedly, shifting closer to him until your chest is pressed against his back.

Something that resembles a laugh comes out of him, but it seems airy. Still genuine, but not as hard as when he sprayed you in your face. "Yes, [Name]. You did well."

A slight flush and embarrassment creeps up on you, causing you to plant your face on his shoulder. It didn't feel bad, just new. The same thing you feel whenever Geto falls asleep on your shoulder, or when he and you stay on his flying curse for hours at a time, doing nothing but basking in each other's presence.

It feels great, and you're glad to be feeling it with the only human you would put your life on the line for.

[eggslamwich]

Jjk may have ended but Mahito girlies won 💗

[moonjellyfishshark]

Hi! I need your thoughts. JJK character × Sanrio. Who would they be in this universe???

If ur asking what I think what jjk characters sanrio character would they be then this is what I think (I'm not sure if this is ur question sorry if I misunderstood and correct me if Im wrong 😭)

Well since they already had a collaboration I'll just say what I think their character would be good with

1. Yuji - hello kitty

• Not sure why I think this but it just makes sense to me for some reason

2. Megumi - Badtz-Maru

• I personally agree with the collab on this one since they both have like kinda spikey hair (or whatever is on badtz-Maru's head idk?)

3. nobara - my melody

• I also agree with the colab bc they look cute (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

4. Satoru - cinnamoroll

• I LOVE THIS ONE SM THEY MATCH SO WELL 💗

5. Maki - keroppi

• I like this one bc they match color (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

6. Toge - kirimichan

• I kinda understand why they gave him kirimichan bc it's literally a piece of salmon and that's one of inumaki's words for communication

7. Panda - pandapple

• I get the black and white for kuromi but I mean pandapple just makes sense to me

8. Nanami - pompompurin

• I LOVE THIS ONE TO BC LOOK

9. Geto - chococat

• I'm not sure why I think they fit but it looks cute to me

10. Mahito - Hangyodon

• Idk why not

11. Sukuna - aggretsuko

• You cannot tell me they don't match.....LOOK.

Bonus

12. Choso - kuromi

• JUST LOOK (sometimes kuromi is wearing purple so that fits a lot to with choso AND PLUS THE HAIRSTYLE AND HER HAT KINDA MATCH) maybe I'm overreacting on this one but here ya go (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

13. Shoko - landry

They match fr

14. Yuta - hana-maru

Not sure why I think this but tell me if you see anything (I'm starting to think it's just me now....)

[chloessscanvasss]

just to be petty i may aswell just start actually hating on every other jjk character but mahito since thatd what people on tiktok assume i already do whenever i say i loke mahito

[the-grimm-writer]

I would love to see your mahito x masochist if your requests are still open 💗😜🙏

Of course!! My requests are always open for Mahito <33 once again for carried away with this lmao

Tw: mahito, fem reader, sadist - masochist dynamic, slapping, asphyxiation, lots of hands, size kink, slight blood play, biting, slight threats of transfiguration (it doesn't happen tho), mahito being obsessive <33

He always liked to play with his toys before he changed them. Seeing how they reacted when he started to get rough with them. Always tearing up and begging them not to do it, that they'd do anything to live or beg him to just kill them. Or they'd put up a brave front, trying to escape or fight back. Either way they all winded up the same.

It didn't take long for Mahito to gain your trust at all. Going up to you when you were wandering the streets alone. All it took was a friendly smile and a conversation to get you to agree to come with him, thinking you'd just made a new friend.

You'd always look around, eyes wide with curiosity. It amused him, how adorable you looked completely unaware you just walked into a lion's fin. But you'd always ask him questions. So many, nonstop it made his composure slip.

His mix matched eyes looked down at you coldly, hand raised raised high before striking your cheek hard, making you yelp as your head snapped back from the force. "I told you to stop asking me questions. Now look at what you made me do."

You didn't look at him with anger and fear or disgust like he was expecting. No, your eyes were wide and full of lust, a smile spreading to your face as you told him "Do it again."

Stunned, Mahito paused, looking down at you silently. "Again?"

Out of all the reactions that played in his mind, he didn't expect the way you leaned in forward. "Please." You said softly, feeling flustered at how you were reacting. You knew that your reaction wasn't the typical one, but the sting from the firm slap made your stomach twirl with a desire you haven't felt in a long time.

"You liked that, huh?" Mahito chuckled and pushed you into the wall. A groan left your lips as the back of your head as the back of your head hit the wall with a thud then you nodded. "Do you also like this?"

His hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing until you weren't able to breathe. Again, you nodded your head as you felt a wave of desire course through you. Your heart started speeding up with anticipation, even as you began feeling lightheaded, tight grip bruising your throat. He only let go when you were about to pass out, making you suck in a deep breath of air as you looked at him.

You could only watch as he began to change. A feral grin on his face as he looked at your wide eyes, pupils dilated as he began to shift into the monster that he truly was. Multiple arms and hands growing and stretching out towards you.

Squeezing, bruising your sensitive skin, making you whimper and you loved it. Small gasps leaving your lips each time his hands squeezed your flesh. It was like a nightmare in the best and worst way possible for you. None of your body would go left untouched. One was in your hair, roughly yanking it back and making you look up at him as another ran down your face and bruising neck as all the others began to explore the rest of your body.

"Oh?" He laughed, a hand sliding into your underwear, rubbing at the wet spot. Now this was fascinating, a reaction that he'd never gotten before. "So scared yet so eager," he mused. He wanted your fear, but he wanted more of your lust. Wanted to see how much of it he could combine together.

Mahito could feel your soul at his fingertips and it was beautiful. The most delicious soul he's ever come across. So innocent yet so fucking twisted he almost drooled over it. It would be such a shame if you just died like rest. Not when so many ideas were running through his mind as he thought about what he could do to you.

He smirked. "Finally, a human that knows how to have a little fun. I was beginning to worry that I'd have to kill you and keep looking."

Of course compared to him you were still weak, you were only human after all. But most humans broke down before he even started to have fun. Knowing that you weren't like that delighted him. Made him want to break you in until you were nothing but his pretty doll to play with.

He chuckled, his breath hitting your cheek. "Would you still like pain if I went all the way? Want me to transfigure you, (Y/n)? You wanna become one of my little toys?"

"Depends on how long the pain lasts," you responded with a moan, humiliated at the way your cunt throbbed at the threat.

It was an embarrassing secret you always kept hidden. The world you lived in was cruel. You didn't want to be labeled an outcast, a freak because you responded to pain much differently than any average person would. That dark side of you stayed concealed until you met the cursed spirit. The thrill and desire to feel what you've always suppressed made you ignore all the red flags Mahito reeked of.

And you always would, if you were being honest. How could you go back to the normal world when Mahito could satisfy your soul's true desires?

But you were still human, you felt sympathy. You didn't like seeing people get hurt and most definitely wouldn't want Mahito harming anyone you cared about. You'd be devastated should anything happen to your loved ones.

His lips slammed against yours, long tongue slipping past your lips, invading your mouth and sliding down your throat. You barely felt his hands ripping off your clothes, feeling like he was trying to devour you. Pulling away just as you felt something big and hard rub against your slit, prodding against the entrance.

"Are you ready, (Y/n)?" He gave you a sweet smile. "Because once I get started there's no backing out, no matter how much you may want to."

You cried out at the stretch. The moment you have him a nod he pushed his cock in, much more than you were expecting. Overwhelmed from just the tip pushing in, hissing in pain. It'd be a shame if you broke the first time he used you, so he made sure you wouldn't tear as he roughly pushed into you, not giving you time to try and adjust as he sunk into your wet cunt.

"Too much?" He laughed as he bottomed into you, watching tears gather up in your pretty eyes. You shook your head. Even as you felt the tip of him at your cervix, threatening to break past it and force it's way into your womb. The thought made a shiver go through you.

"More," you moaned softly, moving to press yourself against him,each movement making jolts of pain shooting up you. "Give me more."

This is why you agreed to go with him in the first place, you thought, thrilled as a wave of exhaustion hit you. You were perfect for each other. You knew there was a reason why he approached you, why you agreed to come to his strange home. Why you were so drawn to him despite knowing he was a curse. Mahito understood you, more so than anyone. And you understood him, unlike any human would ever be able to.

Mahito always thought pain and pleasure were one and the same. To find a human no less that agreed him, you instantly became his treasured pet.

You didn't have to move on your own, his hands doing all the work as they dragged you up and down his cock. Grunts of pleasure left his lips each time you tightened around him, making him squeeze you harder. Two of them clamped down onto your breasts as he bounced you, fingers rolling and twisting and pinching at your nipples.

Leaning in, you placed your hands on his shoulders as his mouth began attacking your neck, making you yell out as he bit down hard, feeling him lap up the blood as his teeth sunk into you.

Pleasure and pain twisted together until you couldn't tell which one you wanted more since you knew you could never have one without the other. He was starting to get more aggressive as he began to push you harder, his hips bucking up against yours frantically. The rough pace making you moan, throwing your head back.

Feeling his cock throbbing, you knew that he was getting close. You knew that he was going to finish inside, and it scared you and made you excited at the risk.

After a few more minutes, Mahito stilled, loud groans as his thick, hot load filled you up. It made you feel so warm and full, but he didn't want to pull out yet, not wanting to waste any cum from leaving

He was disgusting and so, so beautiful. It felt so right no matter how hard your consious tried to tell you otherwise. He slowly let himself transform back to his normal human form, wrapping his arms around you. It was something he could get hooked on, watching the indent of bruises he left all over your skin, each one different shapes and colors.

Mahito chuckled to himself, letting you drift off on his shoulder, gently patting your head. He couldn't imagine killing you now. Not when you fascinated him so much, when you brought him such entertainment. He was already thinking of what he wanted to do next, how he could hurt you and make you cry with an ecstasy only he could make you feel.

Looks like you both needed each other now.

[lsdosis]

I bought one 😭

[aaron-m-geist-ff]

I’ve been eating up all these zodiac matchups so far and I’ve decided to finally put my big girl pants on ask for one of my own. I think I mighta mentioned it in a comment but I’m a taurus girl ♉️ ✨

The thought of a food kink jjk imagine has been plauging my mind lately so I thought I’d pass on the idea if that’s something you’d like to include

-love, June 💗🍓

Hey there, June bug! I was waiting for you to finally send in a request and I am so happy that you did 😄 obviously I had to let you cut in line to the VIP section because you have been supporting me for so long ;)

(don’t worry everyone, I will get to the rest soon! I love answering these match-up requests and thank you to everyone who sends asks 😊🩷)

And oooh a food kink? Naughty.

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You got…🥁🥁🥁

Mahito! You’re welcome

“M-mahito… It’s intense-“ your voice came out in a soft tone. You were hesitant to hear yourself speak, hating how weak and compliant you sounded. It could actually be quite difficult for you to relinquish control. As a Taurus woman, you can be quite stubborn and strong-willed. You don’t want anyone to see you in a vulnerable state. You desperately tried to hide your blushing face, covering your lips with your hand. You felt ashamed for enjoying this.

Mahito met your vulnerable eyes. He kept a cool and focused expression as he shook the whipped cream can again. At first, this started out as a joke. The two of you had been laughing and spraying the cream onto each other. But now?? Mahito was extremely serious about it. He had you lying upon the mattress, straddling your hips to make sure that you couldn’t get up.

“Calm down.”

Mahito’s tone was firm. He gave you another serious glance.

“I want to lick these pretty tits of yours, fleshlight.”

He began to spray the whipped cream onto your chest. The cool sensation caused you to whimper, squeezing your eyes shut as you felt your nipples get covered completely. Mahito’s tone of voice made your arousal spike. He was being extremely dominant with you. It made your mind short circuit, torn between being stubborn and submitting.

You chose the latter.

“Mh!” You moaned when you felt that warm and slick tongue roll over one of your sensitive buds. It swirled around it, lapping up the creamed sugar effortlessly. Mahito latched onto your nipple then, sucking on it gently.

“M-Mahi,” you whimpered. “Please-“

You had no idea what you were begging for. A part of you wanted him to stop. It felt so fucking intense, your breasts were extremely sensitive from how turned on you were. But the other part of you wanted him to continue. It felt good in some ways.

“Shhh,” Mahito hummed. “No stopping right now.”

He began to seductively lick the cream off of your chest, flattening his tongue against your warm skin. You nearly cried from what he said. Mahito didn’t intend on giving you a break any time soon. That scared you. Your nipples could get very sensitive from too much attention. He was being sweet about it right now, but you knew Mahito too well. He could be very sadistic at times.

“This cream is so good, y/n. Even better than your little human pussy.”

Mahito said it so nonchalantly. His words felt like a stab in the back. You started whining wordlessly, a hand still clasped over your mouth. You couldn’t handle this. You needed praise, and Mahito knew that. He knew what he was doing, that manipulative sadist.

“Oh? She doesn’t like being insulted, hm?”

Mahito had moved his hand to cup your pussy through the fabric of your panties. He squeezed you there carefully, which made your clit throb with need.

Goddammit. Why was it so hot when Mahito would give your genitals pronouns?? You were starting to think that there was something seriously fucked up about yourself.

“N-no…” you choked. You tried to thrust against Mahito’s hand, attempting to get some more sensation. But Mahito withdrew from touching your special place.

“Such an impatient girl. Maybe I should get a chastity belt for you next time. That way your needy pussy can’t interrupt me when I’m trying to enjoy my snack.”

Mahito grinned, poking out his tongue to lick another long stripe up your exposed chest. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. A..chastity belt?? Your face heated up so fucking quickly. You had never felt so embarrassed in your life.

“N-no chastity belt,” you begged. “Can’t take that…”

Mahito sighed. He ran a single finger over your panty-clad pussy to tease you. You shivered and flinched from the soft touches.

“Well,” he began. He sounded incredibly logical as he spoke.

“Your little clit is to blame for that. If she gets too impatient, then I will have to punish her. Understand?”

Goddamn. You were so fucking wet. For some reason, this was all turning you on so much. It felt scandalous and wrong, which made your heart race from the thrill of it all. You nodded, gasping when you felt Mahito’s tongue gathering the cream around your other nipple.

“I…understand!”

[rahuratna]

Helloooo, Rahu!!

I hope that life is becoming more calm again, as it’s super busy right now. I had a what-if scenario come to mind.

What if Nanami and Gojo had a student who is similar to Geto. This hypothetical student sorcerer has not consciously thought of defecting or leaving, but they are tired. Perhaps they have not witnessed the loss of their colleague’s life yet, but like Geto, they are beginning to question the point of being a sorcerer.

A combination of spite against the system, the burden of constant fighting, the intangible (if-existent) end goal.

I’m entertaining the thought of what would Nanami and Gojo do to step in because I have no doubt they would. But how would they approach this situation now that they are the adults who could help those they care about instead of when they were just students who witnessed the defection of their friend? 👀 👀

Hopefully this hypothetical is interesting! And i hope you have the time to relax with your favorite teas and snacks 💗💜💛💜💗

Hey @courtneedsleep !! Time is treading slowly towards my holiday, and I can't wait!

Do you know, when I read your ask, I immediately thought "This could have been a possibility if Junpei survived." I feel like he fits perfectly in this scenario of a student, around the same age as the main trio, who has a very different outlook on life. As much as Yuuji, Megumi and Nobara experienced their fair share of darkness in early life (to differing extents), Junpei's situation was unique with regard to both his experiences and his personality.

He was bullied. He was the underdog. He felt real rage and hatred towards others, representing a far less idealized version of the teenage demographic on the show. He was manipulated by Mahito, someone he wrongfully placed his trust in. The one light in his life, the single person who gave him unconditional love and support, was horrifically and traumatically murdered, leaving him with nothing.

If he'd survived that battle and entered Jujutsu Tech, mentors like Gojo and Nanami would have had a lot to work with in order to ensure that he didn't follow the wrong path, or give in to his hatred again. Junpei would definitely, like Geto, have an inclination towards this, having a very low opinion of humanity, and, like you mentioned, feeling like the battle they were fighting was a losing one.

There is one fundamental difference between Geto and 'hypothetical' Junpei in this scenario, though. Geto started off without hatred, but the psychological make-up for this to become a reality later. What really started Geto's downward spiral was the isolation he felt. His friends had ideas and pathways of their own to follow. Quite frankly, even though the Jujutsu world is a harsh one that defies many social norms, Geto's state of mind was NOT Gojo's or Shoko's responsibility. It should have been the adults who identified this deterioration of his mental state and taken the necessary steps to help him.

This is where adult Gojo and Nanami would have stepped in for Junpei. Maybe these two sorcerers aren't the best role models for healthy choices (LOL), but they would have taken on responsibility for such a student and done everything in their power to assist them in making sense of the world.

Furthermore, I think there is one (very powerful) aspect that trumps the influence of both Gojo and Nanami: the presence of Yuuji.

Yuuji proves himself to be the ultimate representation of boy-next-door with a spirit so full of light, life and determination, that he would be a living example to anyone in his own age group. Furthermore, Yuuji never underestimates the importance of a true support network, openly admitting that he would have never reached the pinnacle of his own power and achievement without the help of those around him.

I think that both Nanami and Gojo would see the value of having such a student work alongside Yuuji, allowing them to befriend each other and allowing them to experience the very real pull of Yuuji's kindness, magnanimity and his tenacity when it comes to helping others.

With a little push here and there from them, I think such a student would thrive in the right company, learn the true meaning of love and form bonds that would last a lifetime. Most importantly, I think characters like Yuuji, Nobara and Megumi would teach them how to find hope in a world filled with darkness and cruelty.

Thank you for another lovely ask. This one was honestly an eye opener and made me think a little more about those bitter-sweet 'what if' scenarios with Junpei.

[cckaisen]

named anons !!! i love you all 💗

🍓 𑁤 🗒️ 𑁤 🐇 𑁤 mahito anon🧟‍♂️ 𑁤 🦅 𑁤

🌙 𑁤 ✮ 𑁤 🐻‍❄️ 𑁤 ♡ 𑁤 ✨ 𑁤 🦦 𑁤 🐇 𑁤

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