#the world may be rough to them but they've become gentle with each other

[hopesallwegotleft]

[alixezae]

— A NIGHT TO REMEMBER ? !

pairing: reader(f) x bf!yuji (aged up)

trigger warning; smut, unprotected sex, consensual sex, creampie, marriage, lovesick yuji, fem reader, all characters are 18+, MDNI, fluff, pregnancy

notes: i suck at endings, this was way longer than a drabble but meh. i didn’t proofread this in any way.

In the world of Jujutsu Kaisen, the battle against curses and supernatural beings is a constant struggle. But when the day turns to night, even the strongest of sorcerers need to unwind and find solace in the arms of their loved ones. For Yuji Itadori, his wife is the center of his world, the one who keeps him grounded amidst the chaos that surrounds him. And tonight, he's determined to show her just how much she means to him.

As they lay in bed, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace, Yuji's hands explore every inch of his wife's body. His touch is gentle yet firm, a testament to the raw power he wields in battle but holds back in the bedroom. His lips find hers in a searing kiss, their breaths mingling in the quiet room.

His wife responds with equal fervor, her nails digging into his back as she pulls him closer. She wraps her legs around his waist, urging him deeper inside her. Yuji complies, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he feels her body respond to his.

Their lovemaking is rough, a reflection of the intensity that defines their relationship. But it's also tender, a reminder of the deep bond they share. Every movement, every gasp, every moan is a testament to their love for each other.

As they reach their peak, Yuji's body trembles with the force of his release. His wife clings to him, her own orgasm ripping through her body. They lay together, their bodies slick with sweat and their hearts pounding in unison.

In the aftermath, they lay in each other's arms, their bodies still entwined. Yuji's fingers trace patterns on his wife's skin, a silent promise of his love and devotion. She responds with a soft smile, her eyes shining with happiness.

"I love you," Yuji whispers, his voice thick with emotion.

"I love you too," his wife replies, her voice barely above a whisper.

As they drift off to sleep, their bodies still entwined, they know that they have found their sanctuary in each other. Amidst the chaos and the battles, they have each other, and that's all that matters.

But their night of passion is not without consequences. A few weeks later, Yuji's wife discovers that she's pregnant. The news fills them with joy, but also a sense of trepidation. They know that the road ahead won't be easy, but they're ready to face it together.

As Yuji's wife's belly grows, so does their love for each other. They cherish every moment together, knowing that their lives are about to change forever. And when the day comes for their child to be born, they're filled with a sense of awe and wonder.

Holding their newborn baby in his arms, Yuji is filled with a love that he never knew existed. He looks at his wife, her face glowing with postpartum happiness, and knows that he's found his true calling in life.

In the world of Jujutsu Kaisen, the battles against curses and supernatural beings may never end. But for Yuji and his wife, they've found their own source of strength and happiness. Their love for each other is a beacon in the darkness, a reminder that even in the midst of chaos, there is still beauty and joy to be found.

As they raise their child together, they know that they'll face whatever challenges come their way. They're a team, bound together by love and devotion. And no curse, no supernatural being, and no obstacle will ever come between them.

In the end, their love story is a testament to the power of love and commitment. It's a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there's always a light at the end of the tunnel. And for Yuji and his wife, that light is each other.

owners: @anitalenia

[ririban]

Hi, your comment about Seigi and Richard "but they did kinda become “canon” only in the latest update. In the sense that they finally decided to officially make their relationship a romantic one." Can you tell me how does it happen?

Sorry for the late reply! I don't get a lot of asks so I'm not in the habit of checking my inbox 😅

For anyone else reading this, there are a bunch of spoilers under this. So don't read on if you don't want to be spoiled.

It wasn't anything super dramatic or something along those lines, if that's what you were hoping for, but a very Etra like moment where they just... talked. They've both definitely been aware of each other's feelings for a couple of volumes now, but they weren't in an official romantic relationship until volume 13. It's also mentioned that they were both considering taking their relationship in that direction prior to the events of volume 11, and Richard had even asked Seigi “If we keep work and personal life separate, would you like to continue this relationship with me?” (this translation might not be accurate as my Japanese isn't very good so I relied on MTL quite a bit). It's also mentioned that Seigi knew what Richard was talking about here, but Jeff called at that moment and interrupted them. After this Seigi just... didn't respond. In volume 11 there was a scene where Seigi asked Richard to wait a bit longer and Richard responded that he's ready to wait a hundred years.

Back to volume 13, they had a conversation where Richard said that while they may have had a student-teacher like relationship in the past, they were equals at the present moment so Seigi shouldn't hesitate no matter how he wants to respond. So Seigi told him that he was scared. He'd been constantly improving himself during his time with Richard and had been showing his best self, all to make Richard happy. But he wasn't sure if he could continue growing at this pace. He feared he wouldn't be able to provide Richard with as much enjoyment as he had up to that point. Basically, he was worried about what comes after they get together. He was worried that a day would come where Richard is no longer able to see a future with him.

But Richard said that he's growing at the same pace as Seigi and that the future isn't infinite. And I'll just post a rough translation of the following bit (again, I don't actually know Japanese, so this may be incorrect):

“Seigi, life itself has no ‘second chance.’ There is no ‘future.’ Every living thing that is born will one day live out its life and leave this world. It’s not strange to be afraid of that—it’s a natural feeling. But trying to include my relationship with you in that fear doesn’t make sense. To be blunt, everything that begins will eventually end. Nothing lasts forever.” “…Not even diamonds?” “No, not even diamonds. Because their brilliance exists only in the gaze of those who behold them.” Thinking of the world’s most famous diamond tagline, Seigi smiled stiffly. Richard returned his smile, a gentle, soft expression. “And that’s precisely why I want to stay by your side. Even if the word ‘beauty’ one day belongs to someone or something else, I still want you to call me beautiful. I want to see what I look like in your eyes—eyes with gray hairs and wrinkles—when that day comes.” “…” "Even if, one day, diamonds were to turn to ash, or the powerful flames that flowed within molten lava cooled and hardened into fragile gray rock, I know you would cherish them still. I am certain of it. Because I, too, am confident that I will keep the brilliance of the diamond that is you within my eyes forever." "...I might turn into a boring guy really soon, you know." "Don’t worry. You’ve already entertained me more than a lifetime’s worth. Everything from here on is bonus time." "...Haha." This time, it was Seigi’s turn to laugh. He laughed quietly at first—haha, haha—then, just like Richard moments ago, crouched down and continued laughing. Richard gently placed a hand on Seigi’s trembling back and stroked it. "Seigi. The reason I find you so endearing is not because you constantly cherish me or make me happy. Nor is it because you are a living being who grows at a remarkable pace. I love you because you are you." "..." "Now and always." "...Me too." "I know." "...Yeah." Seigi let out a deep sigh and stood up. The groan of resignation that escaped his lips carried a faint sweetness, as though something was caught in his throat. Richard sensed it just as Seigi sniffled softly. With a composed expression, Richard tilted his head. "Is something the matter?" "Nah, just got something in my eye. Don’t mind me. Ah… you’re still as beautiful as ever. The most beautiful in the world. Sometimes it makes me want to cry." Seigi took a step closer to Richard and touched his cheek. Then, pressing his forehead against Richard’s collar, he let out another sigh. "You’re beautiful. Just your existence feels like the sun, shining down and lighting up my life." "It may be time to consider installing solar panels. This is the third or fourth time you’ve said that to me." "Sorry." "There’s no need to apologize. The sun always feels pleased when you praise it." Richard shrugged. Seigi raised his head, his expression somewhere between troubled and amused. "I’m truly happy to be able to share the same time with you. Even if the invisible amount of time we have left keeps shrinking, I’m so happy to be spending it with you. So happy it scares me sometimes, and I feel like running away. But… there aren’t many places left for me to run to anymore." "It seems that way." Seigi removed his hand from Richard’s cheek, took a step back, straightened his posture, and looked directly at the beautiful face in front of him. Then he spoke. "I want to stay by your side. Always. So… stay with me. Even if I turn into a wreck, promise you’ll stay. Even if it’s a lie." "Unfortunately, I’m all out of lies to tell you." Without either of them signaling the other, they wrapped their arms around each other, embracing tightly.

After this the scene moved to more plot relevant stuff which I'm not including here.

[thelampisaflashlight]

Rule of Three

[Something, something, you ever take a dead antipope's spirit and stick it inside of someone else, who ultimately will become a third, separate person, but will forever be haunted by his past? Yes? No? Oh, well, woe Aeon angst upon ye.] Below the cut.

Head in the loam, breast in the leaves, limbs tangled in the mess of roots that tripped up his feet, casting him upon the ground, into the muck and mud as the rain pelts down upon his body cold and unyielding.

And then the pain.

On the verge of numbness, on the cusp of an easy fall, a quiet death, comes the claws, the ripping of his lungs as he howls with it.

The pain.

The way it distorts his vision, makes monsters of the trees, and turns shadows to figures in the dark.

Pathetically he calls to them, begs for mercy with each rib that cracks and crunches under his own weight, featherlight though he is.

Then the earth moves.

Falls out from beneath him, tossing him cruelly into his grave.

And then.

Pawing at the soil, tearing through the worms that stray too close to desperate nails, the tearing of grass like hair from the head of the world.

Dirt, like afterbirth, clings to him, wet behind the ears from sweat and new, but old in spirit.

He cries still.

Like a babe only seconds old, he wails unashamed, 'til the color returns to his features gone pale with the loss of life, unwary of what beasts may be drawn to his sobs.

Hands find him, warm and gentle, then rough to scrub away the crust drying to his skin.

Truly helpless.

The birth of a ghoul is never a pretty sight, and so rarely an accident; It is a planned cruelty.

Giving new life to something that has never known earthly existence.

But.

As his chest fills again with air, as fingers relearn to grasp and hold....

He remembers.

He recalls a life before this abrupt return, but...

Oh, but...

He stares into the mirror and doesn't recognize his face; It belongs to someone new, someone who is both too young and too bright in the eyes to be him.

Whoever he was.

If it didn't feel so selfish to say, he'd say he was someone important.

"Maybe that's just what everyone thinks..." he tells himself, letting a woman in a starchy black gown tidy his brown hair, which he could have sworn had been black not long ago -perhaps he's rusting like a cat- and stares into his frighteningly purple eyes.

Two piercing dots of black in the middle of a pool of lavender and nothingness; Immediately unnerving.

He has to look away.

This is not his face.

This is not his body.

A clawed hand twitches in his lap, and he takes a nail and pushes up the quick, cleaning the bed.

Gold.

His finger nails are sharp and golden.

"Welcome." a voice calls in a level tone, its source an older man with graying hair and dark makeup around his eyes, who feels vaguely familiar in the kind of way that makes his stomach feel like its roiling full of worms, "Welcome, ghoul."

Sick.

He feels immediately sick at the sight of him.

"Co..." he starts, but bites his tongue, coughing to cover up his mistake, because surely he is mistaken; He does not know this man's name, they've only just met, "...who?"

"I am Copia, your Papa." the other says, face twisting into something close to gentle, to sweet, "What shall we call you?"

His tongue starts to form a word, a name, but it catches on his teeth and he has to reset himself many times, struggling to form a coherent sentence.

This mouth is not used to speaking.

Unfortunate, because he has so much to say.

Or at least it feels like he does.

"Well, since your element is quintessence, perhaps something fitting that..."

No.

"Maybe Phantom...? My little spirit, or, no, maybe something to honor your predecessor? Aeon then..." he clicks his tongue, "Either sounds fine to me."

No, no, no...

He moves to stand, to cross the distance between him and this man, but...

"Careful now, you're still fresh."

His legs wobble, tired from running, unstable.

"Just rest for now, it will all be okay soon."