#today i have a sukuna piece to post

[inkykeiji]

scREAMING SOBBING STOMPING MY FEET OHHHH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH

what a beautiful thing to wake up to!! (人´∀`)♡

[hinamie]

theyre soft your honour

[eternal-evergreens]

｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+*⁠.⁠✧JJK Men as Yanderes ｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+*⁠.⁠✧

Post Format: Headcanons

Featuring: Gender-Neutral Reader, Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, Ryomen Sukuna, Mahito, Choso Kamo

Word count: Each piece is roughly 750 words

Warnings: implied sabotage (Gojo, Toji, Choso), invasion of privacy (Gojo), kidnapping (Gojo, Sukuna), murder (Geto), kidnapping mention (Nanami, Toji), suicidal ideation (Nanami), light gore (Gojo, Sukuna, Mahito), reader injury (Sukuna), threats of bodily harm/mutilation (Mahito), sexual assault (Mahito), implied murder (Choso)

Satoru Gojo

You're nothing special. Not compared to him, at least. With no long line of sorcery or blue blood running through your veins, your family is just about as average as it gets.

You're nothing special---not to Jujutsu society, anyway. But who gives a shit about that? To Satoru, you're more than special.

You're everything.

He's always been the strongest, and yet, when he's with you, he just feels so weak.

Like a schoolgirl fawning over her latest crush, Satoru often finds himself checking his phone while away on missions, hoping to see your name appear on his screen. It doesn't have to be anything special—even a picture of some ugly animal with the caption "That's u, lol." is enough to get him going. Just knowing you were thinking of him at all, even in an unflattering light, makes him feel lightheaded in a way not even battle can emulate.

It's weird. It's embarrassing.

But he can't get enough.

Satoru wants you more than he's ever wanted anything, and he wants you to feel the same way. He'd do anything if it meant winning your heart.

If you asked him to kneel, he'd kneel. If you asked him to beg, he'd beg. If you asked him to rip out a man's heart and present it to you, he'd ask if he should do so on a silver or gold platter.

If you asked him to let you go, however...

You sigh and fall back onto the couch. It'd been a week since your landlord mysteriously kicked you out, and Satoru took you in with a frankly suspicious eagerness. To say that he was an overbearing roommate was to put it lightly.

He'd follow you around the flat from room to room, enter your bedroom without knocking, and once, you even caught him sifting through your laundry. He wasn't even embarrassed about getting caught, let alone the fact that he had done it in the first place.

You decided to start searching for a new roommate after that.

"Y'know," Satoru says, slinging his arms around your shoulders---you hadn't even heard him approach. You quickly close your computer, which happens to have very clearly been showcasing cheap apartments in the area. "I could have just taken ya'. Snatched you up off the street like some kidnapper."

"What...?"

"---But I decided to play nice instead. I thought we could forge a real relationship that way. But you've just been pushing me away. I'm starting to think I've been too lenient with ya'. Like maybe I should have just locked you up instead."

"That isn't funny, Satoru."

"Who said I was joking?" You open your mouth to respond, but Satoru cuts you off before you get the chance. "You want dinner? I can order us takeout. Anywhere you'd like."

Drop it, his eyes say. You do.

That very night, you pack a bag and head to the nearest hotel. In the morning, you'll ask your job if they can transfer you to another city. For tonight, you'd like to just get a good night's rest without the lingering fear of waking up to his figure looming over you.

You wake up to familiar surroundings. It doesn't register as strange until you remember checking into a hotel the night prior. You shoot up to get a better look around. Sure enough, you're in your own bedroom, not the hotel's.

But how...?

You're sure you left last night. Did you dream it? You go to check your phone, but it's not there.

Just then, the door opens. "Oh, you're up," your roommate says.

"Satoru, what's---"

"I called you in sick for work today," he says casually, "and tomorrow. Actually, starting today, you're unemployed."

"What?!"

"Don't worry. I can take care of us. I've got more than enough money."

Satoru wants you more than he's ever wanted anything, and he wants you to feel the same way. He'd do anything if it meant winning your heart.

If you asked him to kneel...If you asked him to beg...

If you asked him to let you go, however...

"C'mon, baby, you know I can't do that," he'd say, arms around your waist and head in your lap. "Ask me for something else, anything. Just not that. Do you want a pony? We can get a pony."

"No---"

"What about a cat? Or maybe you prefer dogs? I could get a purebred if you wanted one. I know it gets lonely being in the house all by yourself."

"I want to go outside, Satoru."

"We could get a fish tank, I guess. Though I doubt they'd make good company."

"Listen to me---"

"Actually, maybe that's for the best. Wouldn't want to compete for my lover's attention in my very own home, you know?"

Suguru Geto

When he was at his lowest, Suguru thought of you. It kept him going. It kept him sane.

So, of course, you were the first person he asked to join him in the creation of the new world. His world.

"Our world," he said, the look on his face desperate, pleading.

You declined, of course. His ideals went against everything you stood for as a Jujutsu sorcerer. As a person.

He took it well---or seemed to, at least. He flashed you a plastered-on smile and released your hands from his, leaving you with no further fuss.

For a while, that seemed to be the end of it.

Life went on. Though you would occasionally catch wind of his nefarious deeds, dealing with such things never fell within your purview. In fact, it almost seemed as if the higher-ups were purposefully keeping you from any cases that involved him.

You had all but forgotten about that fateful evening when a call from the higher-ups had you booking a flight to Okayama.

Apparently, there had been a sudden influx of cursed spirits in the region. And as the lead researcher in cursed phenomena, you were called to the scene.

You had already been given a file outlining the happenings, but out of courtesy, Yumi, the assistant supervisor assigned to the case alongside you, filled you in regardless.

"It's not that there's a higher rate of cursed spirits being born in this area," she said. "They're migrating here."

"Hmm," you look over the map on your tablet again; colour-coded dots mark the locations and grades of each (presumed) non-native sighting. The spacings are far from natural. They seem to have been made with intent, almost as if forming a pattern of some kind.

"We've set up a barrier to track the arrival of new cursed spirits. Nearly every curse from fourth to semi-first grade in the neighbouring towns has been coming here. Some of our windows have even spotted them moving together in groups."

"Was there anything strange about their behaviour? Like moving in single-file lines, with strange movements, or perhaps even speaking?" Yumi lights up.

"Yes, actually! They were all---"

Your screen flashes, suddenly restarting the tablet without your input.

"Huh...?"

"[Last]-San..." Your supervisor almost whispers. You tear your eyes from your screen to hers as she weakly holds up her tablet to you.

Over four hundred cursed spirits have been spotted crossing the Okayama border within the past fifteen minutes.

Your tablet finishes restarting, and you scramble to view the map again, hoping what you just saw was nothing more than a glitch.

The loading screen seems to take ages to complete, but when it does, the map shows exactly what you feared.

Oh. You get it now.

The pattern it was trying to spell out. It's "愛"

---"Love".

You hear a scream.

"Ah, it's good to see you again. How long has it been now?" A voice---one you're all too familiar with---says. "Two, no, maybe three years?" Suguru is wiping blood off of his hands. You don't want to look down. You can't look down.

Yumi is dead.

You looked down.

"I'm not sure why I phrased that like a question I didn't know the answer to," he says, smiling in a way that makes your heart ache. "I've been keeping track down to the days, you see."

"Were you...behind this?" You've never been one for combat. You can't use reverse cursed technique to save Yumi. You can't fight to save the others. There's nothing you can do.

You've never felt so helpless.

"I did," he admits casually. "I recently got my hands on a new curse. First-grade 'Pied Piper', its technique creates a sort of call-and-response between itself and other curses of a lower grade through a musical frequency only other curses can perceive. With that technique, I can manipulate the movements of curses I haven't yet acquired without leaving my residuals behind."

"But if it's coming from the technique of a curse you possess, your residuals would still be left behind," you counter.

"Ah, as quick on the uptake as always, [First]," he praises. "You're right, or you would be if this curse were under the control of my curse spirit manipulation. No, this curse was tamed, not subjugated."

"Why are you telling me this?"

He's going to kill you once he's finished explaining.

"I've always appreciated an inquisitive mind," he says. "especially when it's your inquisitive mind." Your mouth forms a vague 'O' shape as the realisation dawns on you.

"愛"

"Love"

...You're never getting away.

Kento Nanami

Nanami is someone who has never really been all that content with life.

Sorcery sucks. Corporate sucks. Japan sucks.

Sometimes, on his darkest days, Nanami thinks about what would have happened if he had joined Haibara—or better yet, if he had never even been born in the first place. If the world is this awful, wouldn't it be better to have never experienced it at all?

But then he met you, and suddenly, the world didn't seem all that bad.

Don't get him wrong, it's not like your presence suddenly made all the wrongs in the world right, but it did make him feel like they all mattered just a little bit less. Like maybe all this suffering was worth it, if it also meant he could see you smile.

So, of course, he'd do anything to keep you safe. To protect that smile.

The easiest way to ensure that, of course, would be to clip your wings. To lock you away somewhere where only he could reach you. A songbird that only sings for him, a dove in a birdcage.

He'd treat you like royalty, of course. His job pays well, but he's a somewhat frugal person by nature, so he has plenty of savings lying around. Whatever you wanted, he'd get you.

As long as you stayed safe, he couldn't ask for anything more. Even if you didn't love him, as long as your smile could be protected, that would be enough.

He's in the middle of researching what kind of restraints would cause the least damage and irritation to your skin when he realises what a grave mistake he was about to make.

'If the world is this awful, wouldn't it be better to have never experienced it at all?'

What if...

What if you started feeling that way, too?

What if, in trying to protect your smile, he ends up being the one to take it away?

He could offer you all the material things in the world, but if it comes at the price of your freedom, it might still not make you happy. After all, it was the same for him.

If money didn't make him happy, why would you be different?

Sorcery sucks. Corporate sucks. Japan sucks.

Nanami is worse.

He doesn't deserve you. It's with this thought in mind that he begins to avoid you. He refuses to meet your gaze, leaves the room when you enter, and declines all missions that involve your presence.

He feels like he's going crazy. Separation has made him sloppy and reckless. He comes home with more injuries, and a part of him thinks he deserves it.

Bags begin to form under his eyes as two weeks go by without the haven of your presence. He sees you everywhere now. The girl across the street is dressed in a substyle you like. The model in that magazine has your eyes. The cafe down the block is having a special on your coffee order.

"Nanamin, why're you avoiding [Last] all of a sudden? They do something to you?" Nanami scoffs at the remark but doesn't answer. He turns to leave but stops when Gojo continues. "Y'know, they actually came cryin' to me about it. Said they had no idea why you suddenly started treatin' 'em like they've got the plague." Nanami turns to look at Gojo, who's fiddling with his blindfold. "You should make up with them soon. Can't leave our cute little assistant supervisor feeling so down, you know?"

Nanami hates to admit it, but Gojo might be right.

'What if, in trying to protect your smile, he ends up being the one to take it away?'

Fuck. He can't do anything right.

He really doesn't deserve you, but what can he do? If he leaves, you won't smile anymore, but if he stays, you'll be smiling at a monster.

But what can he do? He'd do anything to protect that smile.

Even if it means hiding his fangs.

Toji Fushiguro

Toji is a man who takes what he wants and doesn't care if he has to get his hands dirty in order to take it.

Naturally, this applies to you as well.

It's strange, he's never wanted someone as badly as he wants you. Not his past flings, not even his late wife.

Toji is no stranger to romance. He was married, after all. He knows love. It's a familiar feeling.

That's why he's inclined to believe that what he feels for you isn't love. No, what he feels for you is far too primal to be love. It's rough and all-consuming. It's nothing like the soothing feeling he had around his wife.

Love wraps around one's heart like a warm blanket. This wraps around his heart like a python.

But if it's not love, what is it?

Actually, scratch that. It doesn't matter.

Whatever it is, it's some form of desire. And if he desires something, then all he has to do is take it.

Yes, it's better to keep these kinds of things simple rather than getting tied up in technicalities.

There is a problem, however. He'd like nothing more than to just lock you up and keep you for himself, but with his somewhat unstable income and his habit of bouncing around from place to place, that isn't exactly feasible.

Ah, what to do...?

He could settle down or stop spending his money as soon as he earns it, but where's the fun in that?

No, rather than try to adapt to your lifestyle, he'd much rather force you to adapt to his. Still, he supposes some sacrifices will be necessary, as his lifestyle is currently only fit for one.

You'll have to quit your job since you'll be moving around from place to place alongside him, but he'll just take on some more jobs to cover the extra cost; it's no big deal.

He proposes the idea to you so matter-of-factly that it's almost as if he believes you to have already agreed to the plan beforehand. In reality, this is your first time hearing of such a thing, and you're so stunned that you momentarily lose your voice.

You've known this man for two, no, maybe three weeks, and yet he's asking you to drop everything and come overseas with him? You're not even friends! He's just a regular at the cafe you're employed with.

It dawns on you that he must be joking, so you chuckle awkwardly and avert your gaze. Perhaps you simply haven't known him long enough to gauge his sense of humour. You feel a little embarrassed for nearly having taken him so seriously.

Then, he shows you the plane tickets.

Bewildered, you end up being more blunt than you perhaps meant to: "I'm not going," you say, pushing his tickets back to him.

"Sweetheart," he says dryly. "I'm not asking." You shoot him a strained, confused smile, which quickly morphs into a more genuine one as the door chimes.

To think you'd ever be happy to serve a customer. It's a foreign sentiment, but if it means an end to this strange interaction, you'd happily serve a hundred---no, maybe even a thousand customers.

You take their order and get to making their drink, shooting quick glances at the man---Toji, you think---from behind the bar.

He hasn't taken his eyes off of you.

It's days like this that you wish the company wasn't so stingy about hiring more than one person for shifts. You're about to clock out, and if that man is going to stay until closing, you'd really like to have a coworker walk you back to your car.

It's twenty minutes until closing when Toji finally leaves. You let out an unconscious sigh of relief, feeling your shoulders relax. That was weird, but you shouldn't have to see him again, right? He's going overseas tomorrow, after all.

Yeah, you won't see him again. Thank goodness.

It's with that thought in mind that you flip the "We're open!" sign to its side and lock the doors. It's only 6 PM, but the fall season means it's already dark. You shiver from a cool breeze as you make your way towards your car at last.

Huh. Flat tire.

Ryomen Sukuna

Those who know of Sukuna will inevitably feel sorry for anyone who happens to catch his gaze. Sorcerer or not, none will ever possess even a fraction of the strength he carries, and for someone like Sukuna, that means you're no better than a bug to be trampled on.

What a poor, pitiful thing you are. You must be treated more like a pet than a person. A plaything for him to toy with, to discard once you've ceased to entertain.

However, this interpretation couldn't be more wrong.

What others fail to realise is that Sukuna would never waste his time on someone he doesn't consider his equal. Weak as you may be, there's something about you that seems different in his eyes.

Like a precious gem left unpolished, there's a certain allure to you that only a trained eye could see, and he'll be damned if he lets anyone else stake a claim on you first.

No, he'll be the one to bring out your true potential.

Sukuna has never met someone worthy of being his companion. This has never bothered him, however. Loneliness was not something he was familiar with. There are those who have tried, of course, to prove their worth, to stand by his side, but none have ever moved him.

None until you, that is.

The funny thing is that you don't even try to win his attention. You never once asked for his gaze to land upon you. And yet, he can't bring himself to look away.

Sukuna doesn't know what to do with you. You make him feel things he's never felt before.

Is this weakness? Is it love?

Is there a difference between the two at all?

Should he kill you? Should he keep you?

What can he do to make these feelings go away? What can he do to ensure they never go away?

In exchange for not pillaging your homeland, the townspeople offer you up as a sacrifice. It was Uraume's idea.

At midnight, you're dragged out of the comfort of your home and tied to a stake, where you stay for hours. By dawn, you've worn yourself out with struggle, dried blood sticking to your hands and the ropes around your wrists, when a white-haired stranger comes to collect you.

The stranger undoes your bindings, but only the ones keeping you bound to the pole. You're dragged along like a dog on a leash for countless hours until you eventually arrive at the largest estate you've ever seen in your life. It's midday when you're untied and allowed to bathe. The warm water releases all the tension from your aching muscles, and as you bathe, the white-haired fellow replaces the garments you arrived in with robes made of fine silk.

The stranger's name is Uraume, they tell you. They'll be taking care of you until their master is ready to meet with you.

"What happens after that?" you ask tentatively.

Uruame flashes you a smile that refuses to answer.

Before you know it, a full week has passed you by. You're still yet to see this so-called master, but Uraume tells you not to worry. After all, the master has already seen you lots of times, they say.

The thought of being watched in secret sends a shiver down your spine.

Though the prison is large, you're confined to only one wing of the estate, and after a week of having nothing to do but wander, you have the entire layout memorized. Bored and unattended, you decide to venture out into the unknown past the garden's gates. There, you come face-to-face with the largest man you've ever laid eyes upon.

A hulking figure with four arms and fiery pink hair turns to you, and in an instant, you fall to the ground, only vaguely aware of the blood pooling around you and the pain across your chest.

In truth, Sukuna had tried to kill you, but his technique missed your vitals. It takes him a moment of watching your blood ooze out of the open wound to realize he did it on purpose. Before he even realizes it, he's picked you up in his lower arms and applied reverse cursed technique to your injury. You've lost consciousness, and your pulse is weak, but you aren't dead. Relief floods through Sukuna's veins as he listens to your soft breathing.

From that day on, you're never to leave his side unless absolutely necessary. From that day on, Sukuna has someone worthy of standing by his side, not as a servant, nor a pet, but as a companion. From that day on, Sukuna has a lover.

Whether you like it or not.

Mahito

As a curse born from the hatred and fear humans feel towards their own kind, Mahito relishes humanity's anguish and despair. He kills without a second thought, not caring who he hurts or who gets swept up into his path of mass destruction.

So why is it that this particular human sways him so? Why is it that he thinks your soul looks pretty, just the way it is? Why does he want to touch you but not to warp you beyond repair?

Why does he want you to look at him? Why does he want to scoop your eyes out of your sockets so that you can never look away?

To be a curse is to always follow your own desires, no matter how contradictory or inconsistent---that's the motto that Mahito lives by.

So, of course, this philosophy applies to you as well.

It doesn't make sense, and he doesn't understand it. But that doesn't matter to him. Why would it? He's a curse, and curses take what they want. What he wants is you, so, of course, he has to take you, too.

Mahito doesn't spend long watching you before he makes his move. First, he has to check if you can even see curses to begin with. If you can, that'll make things easier. But if you can't...well, that'll be fun too.

He bumps into you at the train station around 2 AM. It was a late night at work, and you're now dead on your feet. There's no one around, so it's the perfect time for him to test you. He taps your shoulder with a smile.

If you don't react, he starts feeling you up, talking aloud about how much he wants you as his hands roam your body.

"Mm, you're so weak," he says, palm on your stomach. "Look at you, all unguarded. If I wanted to, I could take your soul and just—" he squeezes the flesh on your abdomen. "—until you go splat! Hmm, but I don't really want to do that. I wonder why?" His hand trails down to your hips, brushing past—but not quite landing on—your private areas.

"It's weird, isn't it? You can't even see me. You don't even know I exist. But I know you exist." He grabs your hand, interlocking your fingers together. "Humans usually wear rings when they're married, right? I wonder why you don't have one? You're such a catch," he giggles. "Ah, well, I guess it's better for me. Less work, y'know?Though, I would have liked to see the look on your face, coming home to dear, sweet hubby, all mangled up in your living room. I wouldn't even bother transfiguring him. No, I'd want you to see his face clearly, all contorted in pain with his guts splayed out all over the floor."

He follows you home. You still can't see him, but you at least seem a little aware of his presence, with the way you keep glancing over your shoulder, randomly picking up the pace and taking more turns than necessary.

How fascinating! You can't see him, and yet you can sense him? He's swooning already.

"Don't worry, [First]," he says, arms around your shoulders as you fumble with your keys. "You'll be able to see me soon. And after that, you're never getting rid of me."

If you do react, however, he holds himself back, opting to strike up a lighthearted conversation with you instead.

"What's a pretty thing like you doing here all alone?" He asks. "Don't you know the subway is dangerous at night?" You visibly bristle, clearly on guard. He grins.

"Do you need something?" You ask, clutching your bag to your chest and stepping back. His grin widens, easily closing the distance you've just created.

"You're lonely, aren't you? All you do is work; you don't even have any friends! It's kind of pathetic, really. That's okay, though, I like you anyway. I might be the only one."

"What do you---"

"I could help you, you know. Ease your loneliness, maybe?" He's touching you now. Nothing outright inappropriate, but you could smell his intentions from a mile away.

"No thanks," you say. The train stops, and you hurry off the platform. Fortunately, the stranger doesn't get off with you. He waves at you as the doors close, and you run all the way home.

Finally feeling safe, you don't bother to do anything more than kick off your shoes before collapsing on your bed. It creaks under your weight, then creaks again. You freeze, your eyes shooting open.

"Heya," the stranger says. "Fancy seeing you again."

Choso Kamo

If you were to describe him in one word, 'inexperienced' may be your best bet.

Though it's true that he has 'lived' for over one hundred and fifty years, he spent most of that time as a cursed womb, unable to truly experience the outside world for himself. Even after being incarnated and absorbing the memories of his host, Choso finds himself unable to relate to any of his body's experiences. He knows what love is and what lovers do, but only from a technical standpoint. To actually experience it is something he's never even dreamed of doing.

So, of course, when he starts feeling these things for you, he's unable to properly put a label on them. At first, he thinks he's sick, which isn't unreasonable, considering his rather long list of symptoms (fever, shakes, sweats, heart palpitations, and clouded mind, he notes dutifully).

However, that idea is quickly shut down. Being a cursed womb death painting, it's highly unlikely that he even can get sick; plus, his symptoms only seem to surface when you're around (or when he's thinking of you, which, admittedly, is often).

Did you curse him? No, you don't have a technique like that.

Then, what...?

It takes him a somewhat embarrassingly long time for him to realise the truth behind his feelings. It isn't until after he catches himself staring at your lips and thinking about how soft they'd feel against his that he concludes he likes you.

So, he's figured it out. Now what...?

Choso searches through his host's memories in an attempt to figure out how to woo you. Unfortunately for him, his host was a frat boy with commitment issues who knew more about one-night stands than how to build the foundations for an actual relationship.

So, Choso consults Yuki Tsukimo, who he, with his very limited circle of friends, considers to be an expert.

As expected, Yuki is ecstatic at the news that Choso has found his type. Immediately, she's giving an impromptu lecture on the ways of the heart.

"First, you have to figure out their type," she says, wagging a finger. "If it's a match, you're all good. If not, you either need to give up or double down."

Through Yuki's mentoring, Choso learned the general rules for signalling romantic interest. Flowers, chocolates, walks in the park, walks on the beach—a lot of walking in general, actually—candlelit dinner, pick-up lines—he's got it all memorized.

The problem is that his throat gets dry, and his knees lock up when he so much as thinks about talking to you.

So he takes to following you with his eyes instead.

"It's just until I gather the courage to talk to them," he tells himself. "I'll stop once I figure out their type."

Right, if he can't ask you about your interests, he'll just have to observe them instead.

So, he watches you. All the time. Eventually, he all but forgets about his previous plan of it being a temporary habit.

It's just so...addicting. Watching you go about your day like normal. Completely unaware of his presence in the shadows. 

He learns about your hobbies, your interests, what kind of shows you like, your favourite foods, whether you still keep stuffed animals in your room, and more. He has a mental folder of all your likes and dislikes. And while there are some things he’s not able to learn, some places he’s not able to follow, it’s enough. Just knowing this much is perfect. 

He doesn't do anything. He doesn't plan to, either. He’s content with just watching. It's comfortable like this. He doesn't want anything to change. So, he forgets about stopping, and instead sinks even deeper into his newfound obsession.

If he had it his way, things would stay like this forever. Him, never confessing, and you, never knowing. But, unfortunately, fate had other plans in mind.

It was 10:15 AM, and you were at a local coffee shop by yourself when the barista handed you their number with your receipt. You shyly accepted, and just a day later, the two of you had plans for a date the next week.

Unfortunately, your 'date' canceled last minute and blocked you with no explanation.

It's a good thing, then, that your good friend Choso just so happened to bump into you, lending you his shoulder to cry on.

Well, there's no reason to waste a good dinner reservation, right?

You never do go back to that cafe, but if you did, you'd find the barista missing from the register.

[fanta2y]

Puppy Love

ahh sorry ive been meaning to post this fic for a couple days now but ive been swamped with school, but its here now !! yahoo!

i hope you guys like ittt <3

cw: slightly suggestive? and i mean SLIGHTLY

word count: 2k

Yuuji was never scared to show his affections. Whether that be with his encouraging words, or his physical touches. He knew that his time was limited, especially with his unorthodox life choices, so showing his love to the people he loved was something that had always came easy to him. 

Until you came along. 

Everytime you entered a room his eyes immediately found yours, and just as they met he would rip them away from you. A blush almost instantly appearing on his cheeks as he stood, quickly and quietly excusing himself. 

For Kugisaki and Fushiguro, it was easy to put the pieces of the puzzle together. Having known Yuuji for quite some time now, they knew what his normal behavior was. And this? This was far from it.

But for you, you were new. Having just met these people days before, so you were convinced that you had done something to offend him, or he just simply didn’t like you. Maybe you stunk? 

Little did you know, his thoughts were the exact opposite. He thought you were gorgeous, your laugh was like music to his ears. Your voice was soothing and beautiful, he could listen to you talk for hours. But this sickly sweet feeling that raised his heartbeat and brought heat to his face was something very new to him. Something he hadn’t really experienced before. 

Sure, he had found girls attractive before, even asked a girl out to their middle school dance. But this was different, this was deeper. It coiled around his bones, squeezing his throat. Made him do things and say things he didn’t want. It was infuriating. 

He groaned into his pillow, his mind tormenting him with a replay of his embarrassing moments in front of you today. He wanted the earth to swallow him whole, or better yet just let Sukuna take over and have him kill him instead. Anything would be better than him continuing to fumble about like this any longer. 

Knowing he wasn’t going to get any sleep anytime soon, he figured he might be able to tire himself out enough to simply pass out due to exhaustion. Hoping it would shut his mind up. Yuuji stood from his bed, putting on some old tennis shoes and throwing a hoodie on. He went out of his dorm and headed for the training rooms. 

He clenched and unclenched his fists all the way there, his mind plagued with you. 

You. You. You.

You were all he ever seemed to think about these days. 

He did some quick stretching, wanting nothing more than to just start the mind-numding activity of punching something over and over and over again. Until his brain was too tired to come up with any new scenarios to torture him with. 

But of course, just as he goes to throw his first punch. He hears an all too familiar voice. 

“Itadori? What are you doing awake?” Your voice echoed off the empty gym walls. He froze, his heartbeat immediately picking up. The blush full force on his cheeks. He couldn’t get his brain and his mouth to cooperate so he just stood there, back facing you. His mouth wide open in shock, he almost wanted to laugh at his sheer luck. 

“Is everything okay?” You asked, after the silence pushed on too long. You words were coated in a thick layer of worry. While you were still sure the boy hated you, and you knew you might be pushing your luck. You didn’t just want to stand there and pretend like nothing was wrong. It was nearly 2 in the morning and here he is, training. Any one in their right mind would be a bit worried. 

“I’m fine…” He managed to choke out, He's such an idiot. What is wrong with him. Why can’t he just speak!

“If you need the training room I can go.” He muttered quickly, turning quick on his feet to walk past you. His eyes glued to the floor, walking with a newfound purpose back to his dorms. 

“No wa-..” But before you could even finish your sentence he was already gone, without even a second glance your way. The doors to the gym slammed shut. And all of a sudden it was just you alone.

You sighed, your head falling forward into your hands as you stood there. You felt embarrassed and a bit ticked. You had tried and tried to rack your brain to figure out if you had done something, anything, to make him this upset. But you realized that you hadn’t had the chance to make him upset because after you had introduced yourself to him, he had been avoiding you like the plague. 

You groaned, stretching your hands over your head. Turning on your heels to head back to your room, a new feeling of determination settling in you. You were going to get to the bottom of this even if its the last thing you do. 

The next morning you rolled out of bed, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. The interrupted sleep definitely did you no favors, but upon remembering last night's incident you remembered your goal.

To figure Itadori out. 

You both saw each other in class, usually sitting on opposite ends. But today, you were going to be bold. And after whispering about it to Kugisaki, who nodded fervently at your efforts. A glint in her eyes you couldn’t quite name. She sent you off to the empty desk next to his with a whisper, “Gooo…this class is boring anyways!” 

You heard her giggling behind you as you willed away the nerves. He hadn’t come in yet, he had a notorious habit for sleeping in just a little. Not enough for him to be late, but enough for him to be right on time.

He walked in, panting slightly. His hair was a bit all over the place and he was definitely wearing the hoodie he had on last night. When both of your eyes met, he quickly tore them away. Not even giving himself a chance to realize where you were in the room. The realization didn’t strick him until he had sat down and saw you were much closer than you usually were. 

But before he could move, Gojo had walked in. Declaring the start of the lecture, and the start of Yuujis slow and tortuous day. 

To say you were frustrated was an understatement. At every opportunity you had tried to get him alone to talk to him, even flat out asking him “Can I speak to you?” to which he had the audacity to respond with, “I’m actually a bit busy, maybe later?” Even though he very clearly wasn’t doing anything. 

You had sat next to him for each and every class, you even passed him a note! You had gotten yourself as his sparring partner for training, even finding yourself sitting at his, Fushiguro and Kugisaki’s table for lunch. 

Even though all the time you guys had spent together today, he had barely uttered a word to you. And didn’t even think about letting you talk to him.

You wanted to pull your hair out.

Sitting in your last class, next to him of course. You were staring him down, and he seemed the more interested in the lecture than he had ever been before. You knew he was just trying to avoid accidentally making eye contact with you. And it only boiled your blood more. 

What was this guy's issue?!

As Gojo wrapped up the last lecture of the day, an idea popped into your head. And before you could talk yourself out of it, you were reaching for Itadori's hand. Entangling it tightly within your own and leading him very quickly out of the room. You heard Kugisaki yelling some type of encouragement after you, but you didn’t pay it much mind. 

“I- what are you doing?!” Itadori asked behind you, bewildered by your sudden boldness. You didn’t give him the luxury of a response, especially since you didn’t quite know yourself. All you knew was that if he wasn’t going to talk to you of his own accord, you were going to force it out of him. 

You spotted an empty classroom, and before you could think much about it you shoved him inside. Shutting the door behind you and standing infront of it. 

He stood, shocked. His mind blank as he desperately tried to process the events of what just happened. But the warmth of your hand still on his wrist short-circuited his brain to a point where it was beyond function. On instinct, he ripped his wrist from yours as if the touch had burned him. 

“What is your problem with me?” You wanted to sound angry, you wanted to be angry. You were angry a second ago. But now, standing in front of him. You found yourself to be anything but. Your voice sounded weak, soft, sad. It made you cringe. 

This stopped him, pulled him far enough out of his own head to clear the fog of whatever he felt for you to see the situation for what it was. 

He was such an asshole.

“What do you mean? I dont-” You interrupted him with a scoff. “Oh please, you avoid me like I have some disease, you don’t look at me. You went this entire day without saying more than 2 words to me…I just, I don’t understand and look I’m sorry if I offenunmph.” 

Before you could even finish your sentence, you felt warm lips on yours. Slightly chapped, but nice. It felt nice. You reacted almost instantaneously, melting into the kiss. It was sweet, just your lips moving against eachother. 

He pulled away, panting slightly. Out of instinct you leaned forward to follow his lips, he chuckled at you. Resting his head on your forehead instead. “I’m sorry.” He whispered between the shared breaths. His eyes now seemingly to be unable to leave yours. His gaze was overwhelming, for a split second you almost wished he would go back to avoiding you. You didn’t know how much of this you could take. 

Now it was your turn to avoid his gaze, turning your head to the side. You put your hands on his chest, going to push him away from you. Your cheeks turning bright pink as the realization of what just happened settled into the air. 

You laughed forcefully, “All is forgiven! You can go now.” Speaking all too quickly, your tried again to put some distance between you and him. Cursing past you for standing against the door as you now have no place to back up from. He was so close, his hot breath fanning over your already too warm cheeks. 

Silently, he reached his hand to your chin. It felt like a spell had be broken, the shyness and avoidance you had gotten use to these past weeks disappeared as if it had never existed in the first place. 

He turned your head to face his again, “No really, I’m sorry. I’ve been an asshole.” He sounded so sincere it made you sick, his eyes finding yours again. Holding you hostage under the intense gaze. Without thinking, your eyes flicked down to his lips again, quickly looking back up to his eyes. But not quick enough for it to go unnoticed. The small smile that tugged on his lips was all the warning you got before his lips were on yours again. 

This sudden boldness had taken you by surprised, as you were pressed even further against the door. He crowded around you, hand moving from your chin to cup the back of your neck. Keeping your lips pressed against his as they melded together, lips and tongues intertwining. The kiss quickly turned heated as you forced your head back to rest against the door behind you. 

“Let me make it up to you.” 

authors note: IDK GUYS I KINDA ATE WITH THIS :))))) i really do like the way it turned out and i hope you guys do too!!! make sure your taking care of yourselves, much love <3

[mitsuristoleme]

I just saw your requests are open so I might as well jump in BECAUSE SKDNDNSN ok buttttt what about sukuna + his tummy having a mind of its own BEFORE you were their wife, like, you know nothing about this man but everytime you come in sigh you hear the most direct cat calling you've come across only to see a man with an expression of "God kill me now" so you don't know what's happening but it makes you really curious so you just... Provoke him? Like, use revealing clothing, put on an expensive perfume, etc. AAAH I Just love that hc of his stomach mouth having a mind of its own istg aaaa

a/n: ok so im gonna write this in a modern au because lets be real heian era Sukuna did NOT care about dating/courting

formatted into a bullet point headcannon post because im having way too much fun with this and nothing is connected in a cohesive form (pls forgive me for that but my brain is going ham with this concept)

cw: gn!reader, cursing, sexual content, bestie!gojo, Sukuna’s tummy mouth is a menace but wbk

imagine you’re a teacher at jujutsu high and a special grade sorcerer (because i enjoy feeling strong and this is a little self indulgent) (yall can choose if you want to be gojo’s classmate or nanami’s it doesn’t really impact anything)

Sukuna gets reincarnated without a vessel (dont ask me how it just happens ok) and to everyone’s surprise, he volunteers to be an instructor at jujutsu high

he says its to “make these pathetic kids somewhat decent sorcerers so they dont ruin the name of jujutsu”

for whatever reason, the higher ups assign him a spot among the teachers at the school

imagine your shock when this 1000 year old 7 foot tall motherfucker shows in the middle of your class to introduce himself as the new teacher

you’d heard about his whole situation but you didn’t expect him to show up in the middle of a lesson

you attempt to shoo him away but he doesn’t even move (i mean what did you expect really?) and you’re forced to end class early

weirdly enough he keeps a hand clamped over his stomach the entire exchange?? you chalk it down to a stomach ache or something (that night you do wonder if curses, or er, the king of curses, even get physical pains)

ok so before i get into the whole thing lemme just-

in my head, the tummy mouth has the humour of a middle school boy and the self control of the dog from ‘absolutely anything’

so yk. its a mess.

you see him the next day in the staff room

hes wearing a starched white shirt (it accommodates all his four arms and you question how he got one made in a single day) and a pair of fitted slacks, looking WAY too good for a curse

you realise you’ve been staring through the glass window if the staff room and finally enter

only to be greeted by a LOUD wolf whistle followed by a “OOOOH HEY HOT THANG” in the deepest, raspiest, most demonic ass voice you’ve ever heard

sukuna looks like he wants to kill himself.

he gets up and leaves the room immediately

you hear the a faint “NO GO BACK AND FLIRT WITH THEM YOU WIMP ASS HOE” in the same demonic voice as he stalks away

and you’re standing there

wondering what the actual fuck just happened

did you just experience harassment in your workplace?? but his mouth never even moved???

Gojo enters the staff room right after Sukuna vanishes and you IMMEDIATELY fill him in on whatever happened in hopes that he would have any explanation

hes confused, curious and amused all the same time

this doesnt mean hes of any help though

no, the piece if shit just laughs at you and goes off to terrorise the first years take class

before leaving he very unhelpfully reminds you that you have to share classes with Sukuna today

you enter the classroom a couple minutes before the students (you literally have 4 students and one of them is a panda god knows what the point of 2 teachers for such a small class is) and find Sukuna already in the room, leaning back on the chair, his legs resting on the table, eyes closed

once again

looking WAY too fine

just as you internally celebrate that nothing weird happened THE SAME OLD DEMONIC VOICE booms a “DAMN BABY YOU LOOK FINE, CMON LEMME TAKE YA HOME”

“wha- I- Eh??? I’m sorry what the fuhck?!?” you sputter, eyes wide

Sukuna has leaped up from his chair, a mixture of embarrassment and murderous rage on his face

he hisses a “shut the fuck up” in the vague direction of his abdomen before turning to you and apologising

“i am so sorry,” he says sheepishly “i owe you an explanation at the very least after two incidents”

“OI DONT APOLOGISE ASK THEM OUT THEY’RE HOT AND I KNOW YOU THINK SO TOO”

“I WILL LITERALLY FUCKING SEW YOU SHUT IF YOU DONT STAY FUCKING QUIET”

and once again. you’re standing there. shook.

Sukuna turns to you again with an expression that clearly says ‘Gods please strike me down right now’ and asks if you know about him having multiple body parts

you’ve heard of the legends and stories: four eyes, four arms and mouths he can will to appear wherever he wants, so you nod

“Well it just so happens that the mouth on my stomach is sentient, and extremely vulgar. Although i’m sure you noticed the latter.”

his voice is a wonderful contrast to that of his tummy mouth

deep, melodic and smooth

he just got even more attractive.

fuck.

you realise you haven’t given him a response and nod dumbly muttering out a quick “uh-huh”

thankfully the students enter at that moment saving you from any awkwardness

what you have recently come to identify as Sukuna’s tummy mouth stays blissfully quiet throughout the class and shockingly enough the silence on the belly front continues throughout the day as you discuss lesson plans with your ridiculously hot coworker

that night as you’re getting ready for bed, you remember the exchange between Sukuna and his appendage (specifically the part about Sukuna thinking you’re hot) and a mischievous idea forms in your brain (hey gojo satoru’s influence was bound to kick in at some point)

the next day you leave the top few buttons of your work shirt undone and put on some of the pheromone perfume you got as a gag gift in an (what you presume to be potentially successful) effort to rile Sukuna up (lets be real you think hes pretty damn hot too)

clap yourself on the back for that one bestie because the second you enter the staff room, Sukuna’s eyes nearly bulge out of his skull and the tummy mouth starts BARKING

and drooling apparently (how do you know? well maybe because the front of sukuna’s pristine white dress shirt is now sopping wet)

“WIFE THEM UP I SWEAR TO-“

the sound of a coffee cup shattering interrupts whatever was gonna come after that

you’re met with Nanami’s incredibly unimpressed gaze

without saying anything he leaves the room, muttering, “its too early for whatever the fuck this is”

well.

that happened.

yall get together eventually

gojo tells you “i knew you wanted to fuck him”

before you can come up with any sort of response, your boyfriend’s stomach pipes in with a “OH HE DEFINITELY WANTED TO FUCK THEM”

this is your life now.

good luck.

a/n: HI IM HERE TOO THIS TIME!! i left the ‘getting together part kinda up to interpretation because im shit at writing the ‘getting together’ arcs but we’re gonna pretend like it was because i want you to be able to go wild with whatever you want

please dont copy or repost my work without my permission

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[sailorsenshishitposter]

Hiromi Higuruma x Reader

Hiromi Higuruma:

You miss Nanami, are tired and stressed out 24/7 or you're just a big ace attorney fan.

First Date:

"Oh thank God you made it!" Today was the start of your trial. You had been arrested on the suspicion of posting leaks to Twitter and you needed a good lawyer to defend your case. Unfortunately, Saul Goodman was busy so you went with your next choice. Hiromi Higuruma, a man in his mid thirties known to take on the most helpless of defendants. Due to how crime is dealt with in Japan, prosecutors are known to be corrupt, leaving him with a 0.1% outcome rate but you were just glad that someone was willing to defend you.

"I can't promise you anything ####, but I will do my best!" He opened the doors and began to find his seat. It was then that he noticed who he would be up against. The legendary prosecutor, Miles Edgeworth. He began to scream a string of profanities in his mind and cursed the day he was born. "You can do this, everyone is counting on yo- Argh, who am I kidding? I'm screwed!" He was about to drink some of his coffee but then he remembered the Dahlia Hawthorne case and decided against it.

He looked down at his desk and picked up his photograph. It was a picture of him and his wife on their honey moon vacation in Malaysia. "I can't wait to go home and see my him." Suddenly the loud banging of the gavel rang him out of his thoughts. "Is the defence team ready?" Higuruma took a bow. "Yes your honour."

"Good. Now let us get on to the case at hand. Now, Miss ####, is it true that you are being charged with leaking highly valuable information to the public?" You glanced to your lawyer. "This is a joke right...?" The prosecutor then cut in "Disclosing sensitive information is not a laughing matter maddam!" You rolled your eyes. "Important info my ass! All I did was post some stupid pages of a manga!"

The judge then stroked his chin. "Hmm. Answer me this. What series was it?" You were shocked that the judge was even bothering with your case. "It was Jujutsu Kaisen your honour..." He then frowned. "That's too bad. If it had been One Piece I would have given you a more lenient sentence. I'm afraid the court finds you guilty! As punishment, you will have to attend a smash bros. tournament!"

You screamed. "ANYTHING BUT THAT YOUR HONOUR! THEY SMELL SO BAD! THESE PEOPLE DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT SOAP OR DEODERANT IS!" The judge sighed. "It's either that or the death penalty..." You jumped straight up and began to cry tears of joy. "I'll take one execution please!"

"Well I guess that settles it!" The judge then banged his hammer and the words G U I L T Y appeared over your head. "Take her away, next case!" Higuruma then heard the crowd cheering and saw confetti fall from the ceiling. "You did it again Mr. Edgeworth!" The prosecutor then waived the scruffy man away. "Yes Gumshoe, I know. Now go make yourself useful!"

"WHAT KIND OF TRIAL IS THIS!? THAT'S IT, I'M BRINGING OUT MY STAND [ JUDGEMAN ] !" The creature then threw the previous judge out the window and took his seat. A loud bang was heard and then Edgeworth began to hide under the table. The door pushed open and revealed that it was prosecutor Godot. "Sorry for knocking so loud. Is everything alr-" He then looked at the situation in front of him. 'I may be blind but not stupid!' he thought. "I'm just going to check and see if we have anymore coffee..." The door then closed, the only noise being Miles sobbing and the relaxing rythmn of smooth jazz.

Judgeman then went through the inventory and skimmed through the court records. "Alright, we shall begin with the next case. Will the defendant Sukuna please take the stand?" Higuruma began to bash his head into his desk and cried. "Please not this guy again! Gege why!?"

[sadistic-kiss]

The amount of love and support I received from you guys is too damn high. I was so scared to wake up and find pitchfork and fires but I completely underestimated how kind and caring you guys are holy broom stick. Thank you guys so much. I have been working on the next chapter of House of Alpha and I will be posting it today (give me some time to go over it). Here’s just a little sneak peak taste for you 🖤👩‍🍳

*Chapter 7 Sneak Peak of House of Alphas*

Or go read first hehe 🖤

~

“I-I didn’t mean-t-to-“ you began but your words kept getting caught somewhere along the way out. You completely stopped talking when the two bodies shift closer, so they could smell your (not covered) scent glands. You didn’t think about covering them up because you didn’t think they’d intrude on the omega side of the bathhouse!

“It makes my mouth water,” Toji hummed, “can you handle me licking you dear…?” He trailed off with a breathless snicker.

“W-well-“ Did he not remember what happened last time an alpha licked you!? It was quite the fiasco.

“Let us taste you omega…”

You couldn’t even figure out who was talking as they each spoke with filthy tongues that swarmed your mind. Their words fanned over your very sensitive ear and neck. You forgot how much they affected your body. You could barely think, once again, their scent too much to bare, making your mind hazy. You were slipping just like last time! You had to do something- ‘quick! ‘ Your last brain cell shouted as it fought this losing battle.

“W-wait!-“ Your voice elevated to a squeak. Your hands shooting to your towel , stretching it so you could cover your most intimate parts that throbbed for attention. Your last line of defense but a mere thin piece of cotton.

Sukuna snorted, “Why are you freaking out? We haven’t even touched you omega.”

~

:3 the rest will be posted some time today

[macawritesupdates]

Writing Update 10/5/2024

I'm alive! Just I have been doing more art of late which means not as much writing time! Working on two zine art pieces and trying to finish art I owed for something I forgot about 8'3

Also catch up on Ink event for an art server. Got to do that. BUT progress on writing is being made! <3

JJK LONG-FIC UPDATES

CAREFUL WHAT YOU JOKE ABOUT: EDITING NEW CHAPTER AND IT SHOULD BE OUT TODAY! The outline reworks are more or less done other than seeing how many chapters it takes to reach a conclusion I'm happy with. Chapter count is most likely going to change!

BROKEN IN THE WAYS NO ONE SEES: Next chapter is in the works and is full of fluff like promised <3 Can't wait to share it!

WHEN YOU GET TWO GRANDSONS: Next chapter is nearly done so working to finish that up and then edit and post. Get ready to get some Wasuke character lore! hehe!

SPOUSE WANTED: Next chapter is coming along and again, hoping to finish it soon to post up! Going to be one readers have been anticipating!

CULTURALLY INAPPROPRIATE: The sequel to Historically Inaccurate! Continuing Yuuji and Sukuna's journey figuring themselves out while throwing in meeting other vessels and the Culling Games...what could go wrong.

LESSONS IN ACCIDENTAL SEDUCTION: Next chapter in slow progress! Just a lot of moving pieces to handle as we skip to the twins now being older and being Sukuna's assistants in chaos lol

THE YUUJI FILES: Working on the outline for the next chapter...the long-time fans still sticking it out are going to scream when this chapter drops hehe! WHO'S A GOOD BOY: Slowly poking at it. Need to rework some things to get it where I want. MIRRORED LIVES: Need to rework this story and get it more on its own two legs. It was half-baked and parts of its went to other stories in terms of plot so...gotta really get its own identity down.

LONGFIC UPDATES: MY HERO ACADAMIA

JEALOUSY IS NOT A GOOD FRIEND: Good progress for the next chapter! Hoping to get it out this weekend

UNSUNG HEROES: Want to write it SHO bad! AHhh! Need to make time to work on it…

A RUT TIME OF IT: On the backburner for now c:

ONE -SHOTS

Pull Me Along if I Can’t Move Forward: Deku/Bakugo fic that is so slowly being written....

Heatwaves and Curses Don't Mix Slow boat to being done....

Once Upon a Blob: Sukuna, now Blobkuna, has a plan to get his body back and it involves the old fairy tale cliche of love's true kiss. Chaos ensures.

And That's When I knew It (Might change the title though!): A silly Uraraka/Kirishima one-shot where something horribly embarrassing happens and feelings are had (and spice XD)

Rituals of Ascension: ABO in the Heian era involving bitching and just pwp ….

FICS TO COME

Exploration: ABO Modern Sukuita fic on the slow boat to being written

Unnamed: Kugikuna fic because I'm in a mood to write something for em…

We Wretched Few: Fleshing out the idea and preparing it for pre-producting

Law Meets Disorder: Slowing down on it as I work to get it mapped out properly, but it is in the works for pre-production!

The Dragon Story: I am worldbuilding so much for this one…debating if I might try to manga page draw it? We'll see…

[kyojurismo]

🪼 welcome to my 1k followers celebration !

a/n : first of all, i wanna say thank you so much from the bottom of my heart! i’m forever grateful for all the people who take their time to read my work, to show a bit of support and to even interact with me. i consider myself your friendly neighbourhood writer, someone you meet casually, but it’s up to you to decide whether staying or walk forward — what the . . ? ANYWAY, this is my first time doing a celebration, and i’m really excited hehe, so yeah if you wanna know more keep reading ^_^

opening period : well, the celebration starts today ( JULY 10TH ) and finish on ( JULY 16TH ), so have fun and please don’t send anything related to the celebration after this date or else they’ll get deleted. once again, thank you !!! ♡

let’s chat : alright, if you wanna get to know me better, whether you’re curious or just bored, you can send me as many questions as you want and i’ll gladly answer them so we can get more cozy. i’m very shy and i usually tend to mind my own business, but i said this a lot: i love interacting with people. so yeah . . . this is your chance to discover how annoying i am & ask my opinions about literally anything >_<

grab your pen : i write after all, so we’re here thanks to this i guess. here you can find a bunch of lists about different prompts & scenarios you can use to send a request ( for short pieces so it will be easier for me ) to celebrate this milestone.

🪼 RULES BEFORE YOU REQUEST SOMETHING

— nsfw pieces only if you’re 17+ !

— for this, i accept request only about reader x character(s) — i accept fem, male and gender neutral readers.

— the fandom i write for are: kimetsu no yaiba, jujutsu kaisen and spy x family. if you wanna know for which characters in particular, check this post or simply try your luck by sending a character anyway ^_^

— remember to tag the request with 1K CELEBRATION, so it doesn’t get confusing.

— write the full prompt please, not only the number / letter.

🪼 PROMPT LISTS

— affectionate gestures

— fluffy scenarios

— kiss prompts

— super soft intimacy

— protective prompts

— height difference prompts

— soft prompts

— excuses to hold hands

— short angst sentence starters

— soft angst sentence starters

— inexperienced smut prompts

— smutty prompts

— subtle smut sentence starters

— bdsm & dom/sub smut prompts

— five senses prompts

🪼 1K CELEBRATION RELATED STUFF

— fluffy scenario [ sanemi shinazugawa x gn!reader ]

— “you’re gonna be fine. just stay awake for a little longer, help’s already on their way.” [ sanemi shinazugawa x gn!reader ]

— “i swear to you, that as long as i'm alive i won't let a single soul ever harm you.” [ ryomen sukuna x fem!reader ]

— “the way their eyes crinkle when they smile.” [ tengen uzui x gn!reader ]

— back hugs [ sanemi shinazugawa x gn!reader ]

— “i’ll be back very soon, but don’t come out. stay there hidden until i come back and try not to make a noise, hmm?” [ tanjiro kamado x gn!reader ]

— kisses to keep your lover quiet during sex [ kyojuro rengoku, tengen uzui, giyu tomioka x gn!reader ]

— napping together [ yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, suguru geto, ryomen sukuna x gn!reader ]

— feeding you their cooking and hoping you’ll like it [ sanemi shinazugawa x gn!reader ]

— “first one to make noises loses.” [ obanai iguro x fem!reader ]

— sliding hands under their clothes [ lady tamayo x gn!reader ]

— playing with their hair until they fall asleep [ giyu tomioka x gn!reader ]

— going in for a kiss and either bumping noses or foreheads [ kyojuro rengoku x gn!reader ]

[zoromuse]

“HEART TO HEART…”

VALENTINES DAY EVENT

status: CLOSED

slots: 20/20

hii! i wanted to do a little something to celebrate valentines day and to thank you all for the support on my blog and my fics. i’m still relatively new here and everyone has been so nice, i just wanted to show my appreciation for that. hope you all anjoy this little even i made with lots of love, and i can’t wait to see all your requests <3

Rules

⭑ Choose a prompt to go with a character

⭑ The event starts today, February 1st, 2023, and ends when all the slots are taken

⭑ Requests will be posted on February 14th, 2023

⭑ Only writing for f!reader and gn!reader (preferably specify which one you’d like)

⭑ I will only accept requests sent in my inbox (asks) since it’s easier to organize them that way, so please don’t message me or reply your request ln any post

⭑ All of the prompted fics will probably be between 300-500 words long (short)

Fandoms and characters

⭑ One piece: Moneky D. Luffy, Roronoa Zoro, Vinsmoke Sanji, Nami, God Usopp, Nico Robin, Portgas D. Ace, Crocodile, Trafalgar Law, Shanks, Buggy (personal fav <3), Smoker, Eustass Kid, Yamato, etc.

⭑ Chainsaw man: Aki Hayakawa, Beam, Angel Devil, Kobeni, Kishibe (personal fav <3), Galgali, Quanxi, Future Devil

⭑ Jujutsu Kaisen: Satoru Gojo, Ryomen Sukuna, Sugurou Geto, Nanami Kento, Choso

Prompts

1.) “Don’t be such a brat”

2.) “Quiet, the others will hear”

3.) “I haven’t even touched you and you’re already this wet?”

4.) “We have to make this quick”

5.) “Keep going, I want to see how you do it”

6.) “You know I’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don’t push your luck”

7.) “You taste so sweet”

8.) “I said I’d take care of you, did you think I wouldn’t follow through on that?”

9.) “It’s not going to fit!”

10.) “Spread your legs for me, I want to see you”

11.) “I want you to watch me when I fuck you”

12.) “I won’t apologize for marking you up, everyone should know you’re mine”

13.) “I thought maybe we could do more than kissing tonight”

14.) “You can take it, you’re done it before”

15.) “You’e bigger than I thought”

16.) “Don’t go shy on me now, where’s that attitude you had five minutes ago?”

17.) “Let me return the favor”

18.) “I’ve never done anything like this before”

19.) “Be a good girl for mommy/daddy”

20.) “You know it’s fine if you’re a little rough with me”

21.) “I can’t hear you, c’mon use your words like a good girl”

22.) “I love it when you act all controlling around me, knowing damn well I can leave you shaking under me”

23.) “Want me to fuck a baby into you?”

24.) “But what if someone sees?”

25.) “Did you just fake it?”

26.) “This is wrong”

28.) “Beg for it”

29.) “You’re such a crybaby”

30.) “You look so good with my hands around your neck”

Thank you for participating, if you do!

[moiloru]

🥇 My 2023 anime awards! ✨

Hello! Since we're slowly approaching the end of 2023, I wanted to give awards to the animes I've watched this year, just like I did in 2021 and 2022!

Before we start off, I want to clarify two things. Firstly, this list contains animes I've watched this year, not necessarily animes that have aired this year (though there are some of those, too). Secondly, these are my opinions, which you may disagree with. Please be sure to stay respectful. With that said, let's begin!

First anime watched this year: My Hero Academia

I began 2023 with the well-known MHA. I doubt it requires an introduction, as it is one of the most famous animes out there, but I wanted to say that, even if it has some lows (especially in S5), it remains a great anime that deserves the recognition it gets.

Last anime watched this year: Ao Haru Ride

I actually finished watching this one today. It was a pretty good ride (pun intended), though it did leave me a little disappointed. Still, it makes for a good romance/character study show, which I recommend.

Worst anime watched this year: Abunai Sisters: Koko & Mika

Do not watch this sh*t. Or, you can, to have a laugh. It is evident in my mind that this anime is the worst one in existence. Nothing in this piece of garbage is done even remotely correctly, so save yourself the trouble.

"Honorable" mentions: (A Girl & Her Guard Dog, Ex-Arm, Call of the Night)

Prettiest anime watched this year: Oshi No Ko

If there's one thing I can't take away from Oshi No Ko, it's how beautiful it looks. We were all hooked on the art and animation from the first second, which then stuck. The character design, in particular, is breathtaking.

Honorable mentions: Demon Slayer S3, Insomniacs After School, Call of the Night

Best plot in an anime watched this year: Monster

It has aged like fine wine. Monster has many qualities, but its plot is the first one that comes to mind. It is the near-perfect combo of suspense, adventure, and psychology. It perfectly fits with the art style and the characters, too! A great gem!

Honorable mentions: Hunter x Hunter, Code Geass, Black Lagoon

Best action scene in an anime watched this year: Netero vs. Meruem (Hunter x Hunter)

I did not hesitate for even a second when choosing the winner for this category. Of all the scenes that make HxH such a unique experience, this one stood out the most. It is the climax of one of the best arcs in Shonen history, executed perfectly. I have shivers just thinking about it!

Honorable mentions: All Might vs. All for One (My Hero Academia), The Final Confrontation (Attack on Titan Finale), Sukuna vs. Jogo (Jujutsu Kaisen S2)

Best romance in an anime watched this year: Fuyutsuki-san & Himuro-kun (The Ice Guy and His Cool Female Colleague)

I'll deal with these two in more length later in this post, but I absolutely adored Fuyutsuki and Himuro's relationship. Everything about them made me a silly, blushing mess. They're straightforward characters when you think about it, but perhaps it's part of what makes them such great characters in my mind. I love them!!

Honorable mentions: Miyo & Kiyoka (My Happy Marriage), Tomo & Jun (Tomo-chan is a Girl!), Ganta & Isaki (Insomniacs After School)

Funniest anime watched this year: Great Teacher Onizuka

GTO's a classic and for all the right reasons. You cannot stop yourself from laughing at Onizuka's antics. Nonetheless, GTO remains more than a mere comedy. It's this mix of humor and seriousness that makes the funny scenes even funnier.

Honorable mentions: Buddy Daddies, Nodame Cantabile, Spy x Family S2

Saddest anime watched this year: Hunter x Hunter

Thinking that HxH is a childish show based on the first few episodes alone is a grave mistake. This adventure is a rollercoaster of emotions, and a few scenes, in particular, come to mind that will most likely make you tear up. Even if it can be painful at the moment, these events are part of what makes this show legendary!

Honorable mentions: Oshi No Ko, Attack on Titan Finale, Code Geass

Best opening in an anime watched this year: History Maker (Yuri!!! On ICE)

This anime is well-known for many things, but its opening theme is cruelly underrated! It fits the show to a T and is so catchy and fun to listen to! I've undoubtedly listened to it dozens of times during the year, and it's one of my favorites overall! Kudos to Dean Fujioka for such a masterpiece!

Honorable mentions: Venus Line (Birdie Wing: Golf Girls Story), Idol (Oshi No Ko), VORTEX (Link Click S2)

Best ending in an anime watched this year: Tokyo et Paris (Nodame Cantabile)

Such a fantastic song for such an underappreciated show! It has definitely gone off the radar due to being from a relatively unknown anime, but I loved this theme from the first time I listened to it! It's not the style of music I typically listen to, but it makes a great change of pace, and it totally fits with the ambiance of the anime!

Honorable mentions: Mephisto (Oshi No Ko), yurukuru love (Tomo-chan is a Girl!), Yofukashi no Uta (Call of the Night)

Best scene in an anime watched this year: Hunter x Hunter

I'm not gonna be able to go in-depth about this scene due to risks of spoilers, but fans of the show probably know what scene I'm referring to here. I'll just say that it punctuated a fantastic moment in the story and closed an arc in the most remarkable of ways. Truly splendid.

Honorable mentions: Oshi No Ko, Attack on Titan Finale, My Hero Academia

Worst character in an anime watched this year: Koko & Mika Abunai (Abunai Sisters)

They're pieces of cr*p, in short. I don't even want to talk about them since their whole existence is a mistake and should be avoided at all costs. See, flawed characters can have redeeming features. Not only do they have none, they're enough to worsen the whole industry.

Honorable mentions: Miyabi Aizawa (GTO), Minami Uezono (Ex-Arm), Mikio Tanuki (A Girl & Her Guard Dog)

Best character in an anime watched this year: Fuyutsuki-san (The Ice Guy and His Cool Female Colleague)

I kinda went over why I love her so much in an earlier category, but I just want to reiterate: she makes me happy. The thought of her (but also of Himuro) is enough to make me smile. Whether it's her voice, her design, her personality, her bonds with the others... Everything about her is so excellent; I can't help but love her. She'll go unnoticed because she is from a show that's not so popular, but that doesn't make her any less fantastic.

Honorable mentions: Himuro-kun (The Ice Guy and His Cool Female Colleague), Lelouch Lamperouge (Code Geass), Eren Yaeger (Attack on Titan)

Best anime watched this year: The Ice Guy and His Cool Female Colleague

I think it was somewhat predictable, thanks to the huge amounts of praise I gave the show earlier, but this award, probably the most important, has gotta go to this anime. It also aired this year! Tuesdays were days I was looking forward to last winter for this show alone, and it definitely helped me get through tough times. You probably will hear very little about it as it's not a big production, but it had everything I watch anime for: the music, the art, the cast, the relationships, the cute moments... I even bought the manga to know the rest of the story, which I usually never do! Hopefully, we get a second season someday, though I'm slightly worried. In any case, if you're into cute workplace romances, I can't help but recommend this anime a million times. You won't regret it.

Honorable mentions: Hunter x Hunter, Perfect Blue, Insomniacs After School

Overall, 2023's been another excellent year of anime, whether for me or the community as a whole. We got a ton of fantastic shows and great sequels. I'm personally looking forward to more of the same next year, with great names either airing or coming back!

To conclude this post, here are my yearly tierlists for the opening themes, the main characters, and the shows themselves. I managed to fill them quite a bit this year, as well! Thanks a lot for reading, and I hope you all have a great New Year's Eve!

[sukunasun]

Hey sunny thanks for everything… the anon that you recently answered the ask for motivated me to come out and say… Thank you, you really have impacted my life in a good way with your fics, my life has been a total roller coaster! But when I read your Sukuna mma, I feel comfort, love and joy. It helps me move forward when I am feeling down or insecure of myself. Thank you and I hope you are doing okay hon and that the universe blesses you with many blessings, thank you for your hard work and dedication writing these beautiful and creative stories for us. (You do not need to post this btw I just wanted to tell you this from my heart 🫶🏼♥️🥹)

thank so much for sending this in 😭 sorry to hear life's been crazy, but im so happy to hear mma sukuna helps in a way!

as for myself, life's been hectic as usual and writing is the only thing i want to do these days but ive been drowning in work. sigh...i touched upon an mma sukuna draft today and was adding to it before finding myself feeling frustrated with how things just aren't coming together the way i want it to. rip to all the unedited, unfinished drafts.

been writing lots of geto recently, well, more often now than usual hahaha. something about his phone and tea making abilities made me swoon... i love him so much every time i touch upon the keys, i move on autopilot and the writing becomes so innate and intimate. like im writing from a place that no other character has stepped into. less...anxious i would say, like somehow i know i'll find a way around him. i feel i don't write sex scenes well, or at least as well as i'd like. but i don't feel as incapable(?) with suguru...i don't have to guess what he'll say or what he'll do, every kiss placed upon the skin is purposeful, every dirty whisper said in confidence...i feel liberated somehow with a character like him, he is the favourite after all.

that is to say that i shouldn't have favourites, i should approach every character and piece without judgment or predisposed feelings of disapproval (cough nanami cough)

also: i'd love to answer asks more hahah seeing these sweet messages in my asks is always nice, but seeing them pile up makes me feel guilty that i don't respond to them, so i shall try to answer them as soon as i can, that is if i dont turn every ask into an opportunity to write hahah, i feel sometimes ppl throw ideas at me that can just be ...that. i don't have to turn everything into a fic and i could just respond as i would if i were talking to you face to face. maybe then a conversation could start too !!

anyways, mma sukuna and his little group of fans continue to surprise me everyday, i love y'all so much, thank you for giving a story surrounding a chubby reader this much love ! who knew hahah and thank you for giving him the attention, god knows it'll only go to his head <3

[bemylord]

ꜱ/ᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄʟɪɴɢʏ

characters: satoru, itadori, megumi, toji, nanamin, sukuna.

warnings: it's not an angst, but it has triggers because they screamed at you :( [toji and sukuna parts bc yall know those man] + grammar issues. [aged up?]

butler's remark: it was hard to write yuuji, megumi and gojou parts bc they are good and sweet boys and i practically cry. i also had decided to do as a hdc not in the fake text. i did a reader with a strong character.

apologies part.

ɪᴛᴀᴅᴏʀɪ ʏᴜᴜᴊɪ:

pls no. i can't even imagine that yuuji would scream to you or say you're bothering him.

but, okay, that's why you're reading this.

you just wanted a piece, a little bit, some, of yuuji's attention while he was training.

you came to him from behind, wrapping hands around his neck.

you were happy to finally see and hug your boyfriend, planning to spend an evening watching some tv-shows.

suddenly, yuuji turned to you, and instead of the usual: 'sweetie, i'm so happy to see you let's watch the tv or eat ramen!'

he answered: 'i'm busy, y/n, let's talk later.'

being busy by doing something is totally normal.

but he could at least said you not cold as that. he turned around his body, continuing to do the same thing.

'but i missed you, yuuujiii~' you stretched out [?] his name in a smile, clinging to his shoulders again.

'can you not being clingy y/n, i'm trying to train. give me some space, you're starting to annoy me!'

you were standing there with doe eyes - he had never screamed at you.

'yeah? whatever, itadori. i'm gonna cuddle with megumi-kun, good training.'

you left the room with tears in the corner of your eyes. you'll give the space that yuuji had mentioned - you won't be talking with him for some days or weeks, therefore he'll know he should watch his mouth. [to follow what he says]

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ:

he came back to the dorm late after training with satoru.

you, being the lovely girlfriend ever, wanted to help megumi: you filled the bathtub with water, made delicious dinner, and find a good movie to watch after bath. maybe, it isn't a romantic thing, but it'll help him to release the tension in the muscle.

'megumi, you finally here!' you had green your boyfriend with a warm hug, as you always do, cupped his face to kiss him.

you were about to give a kiss, when 'gumi intercepted your hands, looking at you tiredly.

'how was the train? you must be tired, that's why i made for you bath and dinner.'

you walked into the living room as you heard him muttering.

'you always being so annoying and so mommy [i mean, hyper custody], i am not a child, y/n, i can help myself.'

'gomen-gomen, megumi, i just wanted to help you relax.'

'stop being like that! that's annoying, i'll take a bath alone, without you.'

you saw bruises and abrasions on his face - he must be angry about that. you have known how megumi hates to be beaten gojou or todou.

you decided not to answer, only waiting till his fury will calm down and he will apologize.

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴊɪ:

i want to confess right away - i'm already afraid of him.

toji should be about to return home from a mission any minute now.

you had baked apple pie and made dinner, anticipating for your husband to arrive.

you only overheard heavy footsteps in the living room, immediately run to see him.

'my love, you back home.' you were about to kiss him, when he turned his head, pronouncing:

'don't touch me.'

his obnoxious nature. over the years of living with him you have taught him to be more gentle with you.

'use better words, toji.'

'i will talk to you as i want, woman. the fact you are my wife doesn't mean i'll be docile.'

'don't talk to me like that, i'm yo-'

'shut up, you're just a wife who comes when i need her. don't exalt yourself. don't be clingy.'

notwithstanding your strong character, tears start to roll down on cheeks.

'i have no intention of being your servant, toji. find another 'wife', i'm leaving.'

ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ:

as you know, gojou satoru is a playful guy, who wants to tease you like 24/7.

you never thought that gojou would scream at you due to you being clingy. it happened, tho.

you are basically just like him, naughty and agile, waiting for him after work so you could take gojou in your arms and kiss him.

when you heard as the door opened, you ran to hug him. however, when you were anticipating to him to do the same, he uttered: 'let go of me.'

you thought he wanted to hug you first, so you've wrapped your arms around your neck tighter.

'did i not make myself clear? get off me. you being so clingy and intrusive.'

'i missed you, 'toru.'

'we see each other every single day, let me spend a few days alone, don't act like a child, stop being sticky'

when you heard the last word, you get off your boyfriend, watching as he slowly walking into the living room, not look at you.

'a few days alone? fine, gojo, whatever. all you want, i'm leaving.'

you grabbed your phone, leaving the house.

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ:

you had mentioned that you might be clingy or sticky, demanding a lot of attention, when you on the period.

he agreed, laughed at your words. 'i always be with you anywhen, angel.'

as silly as it may sound, you wrapped your arms on a pillow, which was smelling like him, imagining it was kento.

you heard as a door opened, cheerfully coming down to greet your boyfriend.

'welcome home, darling, i was waiting for you to have some.. cuddles!' you straighten arms on him, expecting kento hugs you.

'it seems as you need me only for that, y/n.'

'no, darling, of course not. how was your day? tell me while we're gonna have a bath.'

'that's what i'm talking about. can it be only one day when you stop being sticky like that? i'm tired from work i want to be alone.'

you were speechless. you mumbled something illegible, step backward.

'y-yeah, s-sure..'

you walk in the bathroom, hiding your tears from him. as soon as you found yourself in the room, you sob.

'he just tired. i-i won't cry.'

you let your boyfriend spend an evening on his own, trying not to cry.

ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ:

disclaimer: the king was really mad today, exactly today when you wanted to cuddle him.

you came to his domain, happy and shine like the sun - you've moved up in the ranks, isn't that a success?

you baked muffins, the kind that the king likes - with chocolate, and garnished with nuts on top. [it's only my opinion]

so, when you stood in front of a pile of skulls, sukuna unexpectedly said: 'you should leave. now.'

'huh?' you turned your head on the left, in a curious gesture, waiting for him to explain.

you did a step forward, thought you misunderstood him.

he didn't even look at you, sitting on the throne like you ain't here like you're sort of a slave, not a girlfriend.

'i've got so good news, sukuna. the first i had baked muff-'

before you could've finished the sentence, he used cursed energy to stop you, knocking the treats out of your hands.

'i fucking said you to leave my domain, woman. are you that stupid? and stop being clingy, it's irritating me.'

you knew his nature, you knew he might indicate something offensive, but, that one - above hurtful.

'what's wrong, the king?' you said his position mockingly, going down the skulls, looking at his back. 'go to hell, i'll tell it itadori. be here alone, sukuna.'

well, shall i do a part two with apologies? also sorry for kinda sad post.

[?] - pls corrent me if i used the wrong word.

↳ back to the main master list.

[itsuki-minamy]

K - ONE YEAR LATER

CHAPTER 9: SEE YOU AGAIN (BY RAIRAKU REI)

* List of Chapters

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: Ridia

A year has passed since then.

"I'm here~..."

Sukuna Gojo moaned from the pain in his knee.

After daily sword practice with Mishakuji, that kind of pain would appear at night. While he was crouching on the floor and rubbing his knees, Mishakuji came out of the bathroom and laughed.

"Oh, Sukuna-chan. You look bad."

"You look bad! You look bad!"

From the top of the perch set up in the room, Kotosaka agreed with Mishakuji and sneered at Sukuna.

"Shut up."

He was used to injuries like bruises, but he didn't like the pain in his joints. Mishakuji said as he slid a lotion-soaked cotton pad over his cheek.

"Growing pains, right? It's easy to over exercise when you're growing up. Did you stretch correctly?"

"......"

"Even though you are active in practice, why are you skipping it? Cooling down is important maintenance for your body."

Sukuna reluctantly started to stretch after hearing that with an exasperated face. It was too late for a post-exercise cool-down, but he felt that slowly stretching his body eased the pain a bit.

"Hurry up and take a shower after you're done stretching. The one who should make dinner today is Sukuna-chan."

"I know."

After swinging his sword out with all his might, Sukuna was covered in sweat and dust. Mishakuji wouldn't let him walk into the kitchen looking like that, and even Sukuna felt uncomfortable.

As he was about to go to the bathroom after finishing his stretches, Mishakuji called out, "Sukuna-chan.".

"What?"

Looking back, Mishakuji stood next to Sukuna and smiled amusedly.

"As expected, you have grown."

"Eh... Yes?"

Mishakuji looked at Sukuna and he was as tall as ever. But when they told him that, just a little... he felt that Mishakuji's face and his eyes were getting closer than before.

He didn't care if he told him that he was growing. Though Sukuna replied curtly, "Maybe so.", and he triumphantly headed to the bathroom.

In the time of "Jungle", Sukuna had a way of fighting that was based on the great powers that Nagare had given him.

He fought by freely manipulating a scythe that was taller than his body, equipped with a blade made of powerful green lightning, with his supernaturally strengthened physical abilities.

Of course, he could still fight the same way he did then. The power that he received from Nagare has not yet disappeared from inside Sukuna.

However, he had no guarantee that the power would continue since the "Slate" was destroyed.

That's why Sukuna asked Mishakuji to teach him how to use the sword.

Mishakuji's strength does not depend solely on his supernatural powers. He is rooted in a trained body and mind, and polished technique.

Sukuna wanted something that could be called his own power, so that even if the time came for his super power to disappear, he wouldn't go back to being a helpless child.

After taking a shower, Sukuna stood in the kitchen after properly drying his hair with a blow dryer since Mishakuji was noisy.

He boiled water in a pot, added the onions and broth, and while it simmered, he chopped the green onions, ham and carrots. Iwa-san always wanted to add green peppers, but he didn't like them, so he skipped them (well, if Mishakuji had green peppers when it was his turn to cook, he would have eaten them). Carrots, he also cut into large pieces for Kotosaka and set aside.

He placed a beaten egg in the pot of bouillon soup and finished the egg drop soup first.

He made scrambled eggs by dropping two egg mixtures sprinkled with salt and pepper into a hot skillet and putting them on a plate. He put the carrots in the pan, starting with the hard-to-cook carrots to stir-fry, then add the rice to stir-fry. The smell of sesame oil and ingredients filled the room, making Sukuna's stomach growl. He also added green onions and ham, returned the scrambled egg to the pan, and drizzled it with soy sauce. Fried rice can be made quickly, and if he adds vegetables to it, even Mishakuji, who is picky about nutritional balance, won't complain, so it has become a Sukuna staple. No matter what, he couldn't reach the taste that Iwa-san did.

"I did it."

He arranged a bowl of fried rice for two and a bowl of egg drop soup on a small table, and served Kotosaka a bowl of chopped carrots, apples, and walnuts.

"Itadakimasu!"

When he clasped his hands together, Kotosaka also yelled, "Itadakimasu!"

"Sukuna-chan, you're also getting used to cooking. At first it was terrible."

Mishakuji said after taking a bite of the fried rice. It was apparently a passing grade.

"I've never done it before, so it's not good."

Sukuna was the only son of a prestigious family. Since the end of the war, most of the family members have held important government posts, and his father was also a high-ranking government official. In such a house, his mother wanted to control everything over Sukuna, brandishing her distorted love.

Of course, they had never made him cook. Sukuna only ate food made by chefs that his mother approved of, and he was not allowed to eat food made by amateurs.

He wondered what she would think if she knew that Sukuna was eating the fried rice that he made himself.

When he was at his parents' house, he ate food cooked by the chef, after leaving home, he ate what he bought at a convenience store, and after becoming a J-Rank in "Jungle" and entering that secret base, he ate Iwafune's home cooking every day. Now when Sukuna prepares meals, Iwafune's kitchen is ideal. It's not because it's easier to imitate than chef's cooking.

That was because the food that Iwafune made was the most delicious that Sukuna had ever tasted, and it was what he believed was necessary to live.

"If it's something like this, I should have asked Iwa-san how to make food properly."

The fried rice made by Iwafune didn't seem to have been made with anything special, but it had an uncanny depth and was really delicious. Even if he got used to cooking, the taste of Iwafune would be far away.

"Yes. But doing trial and error on your own without knowing the answer is a good experience."

Mishakuji said that with a cold face and changed the topic to "Now that I think about it...".

"You're thinking of leaving this town soon, aren't you?"

"Ah. Where do we go next?"

"I'm going back to the center."

Mishakuji, Sukuna, and Kotosaka have been moving from one place to another ever since they lost the secret base where they spent time with Nagare and the others. Sometimes they would wander for days, and sometimes they would rent an apartment by the month and settle for a while, like this time.

"Ok, but aren't we just wanted people?"

Both Mishakuji and Sukuna are the core of the criminal group that wreaked havoc on the world a year ago. They had no intention of getting caught, but it was quite a bold move to head back to the center of the city where it would be easy to see "Scepter 4" and "Tokijikuin".

"You know, Sukuna-chan. It seems that the "Blue King" is on a trip now."

"Really? They must be fucking busy, what are they doing?"

Due to the release of the "Slate" made by Nagare, people all over the world became supernatural beings. Most of them lost their strength due to the destruction of the "Slate", but there were surprisingly many who retained their supernatural powers. Even if the "Sword of Damocles" disappeared, the responsibility of the "Blue King" would not decrease and should have increased.

"So, are you going to prepare something in the absence of the "Blue King"?"

Remembering the excitement from when Nagare was near, Sukuna instinctively leaned forward, but Mishakuji smiled wryly.

"Idiot. No, I'm just going to see how things go."

Mishakuji narrowed his eyes and looked out the window.

"A year has passed since that incident, and I feel like the shape of the world has changed a bit."

"Shape of the world?"

"Yes. The consciousness of the people who shape this world must have changed. Nagare-chan's plan was defeated, but at least the people are different from when they knew nothing. I felt the "possibility" within me, though just off for a moment. There are many people who still have the light of "possibility" in them."

Sukuna looked at Mishakuji with wide eyes.

"The area where the influence remains strongest is, of course, the area around the city center where the "Slate" was located."

Sukuna had never thought of it that way. Nagare lost, and thought it was all over.

Memories of the time spent with Nagare and the others surfaced, and Sukuna grabbed a spoon and said, "Ok, let's go back.".

Kotosaka also spread her wings in unison and yelled: "Kuwah!".

The new residence was decided near the old Yomido Gate.

The gigantic door that was just above the secret base of "Jungle" had already been buried, but the fact that it was the center of the turmoil left a trace, and despite being in the center of the city, the price of the earth was falling.

Mishakuji and Sukuna rented a small apartment with Kotosaka and started living there.

Life didn't change much. Sukuna had Mishakuji teach him swordsmanship, sometimes complaining of growing pains and taking turns cooking and doing chores.

He has been running away from home since he was in the fifth grade of elementary school. It wasn't good for his knowledge to stop as a child, so he started doing correspondence courses on his tablet.

That day, Sukuna finished his math class, finished preparing the curry for dinner, and came out with a bamboo sword.

Since Mishakuji has been out since morning, he had no choice but to wield the sword by himself that day. Carrying the shinai in a cloth bag over his shoulder, he went to the small and desolate park where he used to practice, and practiced suburi and kata moves for a while.

He also did cool down stretches correctly and wiped off sweat. He rolled up his sleeves because his body was hot after working out. He had many bruises that had been hit by Mishakuji in yesterday's practice, but he felt that his arm, which was only thin and white, had grown a little stronger.

Sukuna started walking again with the bamboo sword bag on his back. He did not walk the way home, but a walk with no destination.

After returning to the city center, aimlessly walking around the city after sword practice had become Sukuna's daily routine.

It was an action of thought to look at the city while being aware of what Mishakuji had said: "The shape of the world has changed.".

Although he avoided the patrol route of "Scepter 4", it was possible that he would be caught by the city's surveillance cameras, and there was a chance that someone who knew Sukuna's face would find him. However, he thought that he should get involved in a fight if necessary, and he had no intention of living in secret. Mishakuji probably knows Sukuna's daily routine, but pays no attention to it. His own responsibility is the principle of "Jungle".

That day too, Sukuna watched the city as he thought about the dream Nagare had.

Incidents caused by people with supernatural powers were more likely to occur in Tokyo than in rural areas, but other than that, there didn't seem to be any particular changes.

"The shape of the world has changed, huh..."

Sukuna pondered over Mishakuji's words and looked at the streets where people who seemed to live the same daily life came and went.

A black limo drove past Sukuna. Right after that, a sharp brake sound resounded.

Sukuna casually turned around. The rear door of the suddenly stopped limo was flung open. Sukuna's eyes widened when he saw the person who came out from inside.

"Mother..."

Sweat broke out all over Sukuna's body.

The woman was staring at Sukuna. Sukuna's mother's red lips trembled.

When he was at his parents' house, her mother was a symbol of control for Sukuna. She tried to control everything from Sukuna by suppressing Sukuna with her great love.

"Oh, Madam!"

A man ran out of the driver's seat. For a moment, he thought that he was a servant he didn't know, and realized that it was only natural since it had been over three years since he left home.

"Sukuna..."

His mother called out to him with a trembling voice.

Sukuna couldn't move a single step from where he was, just silently feeling his mother's gaze running through his entire body.

Tears welled up in his mother's eyes.

"Give me back my Sukuna...!"

His mother said that with a broken voice.

Sukuna felt his blood drip down. But at the same time, like a frog looking at a snake, his body, which had been motionless, was released.

At that moment, he realized that he was no longer "Sukuna, his mother's property".

"What a dirty bruise! Even though you were a smart kid, you didn't go to school for years! You're like a bum! Ah, this is not good. It can't be undone...!"

The bruise was proof that Mishakuji had trained him to become stronger. Even if he doesn't go to school, his mind is not inferior to that of a child of the same age. He also acquired programming and hacking skills under Nagare. Being taken care of by Iwafune, he lived a much more humane life than when he was at home. He can now cook his own meals, even if he isn't as good as Iwafune.

However, to his mother, all of that was probably the "dirt" that ruined Sukuna.

Only the Sukuna, who was treasured, cared for, polished and loved by his mother like a jewel, was Sukuna to her.

The driver appeared in front of his mother crying.

"Young gentleman. Anyway, get in the car. You should calmly talk to your parents after you get home."

That's what the man said. He must be an indentured servant after Sukuna left home. Although he called him that way and used honorifics, instead of looking at Sukuna as the employer's son, he was closer to looking at the enemy.

Sukuna shook his head silently.

"I won't go upstairs. I won't go home."

"If that's the case, I'm sorry, but even if I use force..."

Looking at the man who said that and got ready, he realized that he was a supernatural being. Probably his mother's driver and bodyguard.

In this day and age when psychic crimes have increased, there are many things ordinary bodyguards can't deal with. It was no surprise that his mother, who was the wife of a high-ranking government official, was assigned a bodyguard with supernatural power.

"I see." Sukuna was convinced that the world's common sense had changed a bit.

The man took a big step forward. From the outstretched right hand, blue light spread out like a web. It seemed to be a capture-type ability that was similar to the nature of the blue clan.

Sukuna took a big leap.

Dodging the supernatural web, he jumped on the man's head while doing somersaults.

Before the man could react to Sukuna's movements, Sukuna slightly turned his body in the air and struck the man's neck with the bamboo sword that was still in the cloth bag.

The man whose consciousness was severed collapsed on the spot.

Sukuna landed and looked at his mother, who was staring at him.

"I'm sorry, but I can no longer return "your Sukuna" to you."

His mother's shoulders trembled at Sukuna's words.

The woman who once controlled everything in Sukuna now seemed small and weak in Sukuna's eyes.

"But, if one day you feel like meeting me as a human being, I hope we can meet at that time... Mother."

Without waiting for a response from his mother, Sukuna turned on his heel and ran. He moved his legs as hard as he could to cut the wind and get away from the place.

There was sadness. Surprisingly for him, it was painful for his mother to judge him useless and make fun of him.

Sukuna didn't stop walking even though he was far enough away from his mother. He ran with all his might to clear the mist from his heart. He was still small, but he was growing at a rapid rate, and he kept running with all his might.

He ran on impulse, and when he stopped his feet as he held his breath, he felt strangely relieved.

Sukuna let out a long breath and then took another deep breath.

He raised his sweaty face and looked at the sky. The wind blew and cooled his hot body, making him feel comfortable and cool.

The sadness and pain were still inside his chest, but they had found a place inside Sukuna.

What Nagare tried to create was a world in which each person was responsible for his own life, exerting his own forces as he wished. Even if Nagare lost, Sukuna will live the life Nagare intended. He didn't care if anyone denied him.

Because what Sukuna was playing was a game of life only for Sukuna.

Yes, it seemed natural.

Sukuna slowly took a step forward. He ran so frantically that for a moment he didn't know where he was, but after a short walk, he recognized the scenery. Apparently, he had made it all the way to Shizume City.

A school seemed to be nearby, and he saw a group of boys and girls in uniform walking towards Shizume Station.

He became aloof from himself, not even looking at the appearance of the children of the same age who were going to school.

Sukuna's eyes widened as he saw a girl who stood out from the passing boys and girls with carefree faces.

White skin, white hair, doll-like features, and red eyes. The girl who stands out, whether she wears the same clothes as those around her or not, is Anna Kushina, former third king.

-- That person attends high school.

With a strange feeling, Sukuna looked at Anna wearing her high school uniform and walking among ordinary children.

He thought that she would be floating in the school, but next to Anna, there was a normal girl in the same uniform who seemed to be her friend and was talking to Anna.

Sukuna had a general understanding of royal authority. Since Anna woke up as Strain from a young age, there were various circumstances that she had and it seems that she didn't attend elementary school.

For some reason, he thought that she would continue to walk a different path than normal children. Like Nagare, who became the "Green King", and Sukuna, who became a member of Nagare's clan.

However, when he learned that this was the path Anna chose, he felt a sense of understanding.

Anna's eyes, which were nodding towards the girl next to her, suddenly turned to Sukuna.

Sukuna lightly shook his shoulders and said, "Oh, no, it's too late to go."

Anna looked at Sukuna with too direct eyes, and the girl next to her also followed her gaze and looked at Sukuna.

"Who is he? A friend?"

The girl next door asked Anna. Anna thought for a moment.

"Yes."

And she agreed.

"Who is your friend? Don't talk nonsense!"

Sukuna raised his fists and turned his back on Anna, running at full speed for the second time that day.

 

It will continue in chapter 10: "Mystery Classmate".

[writteninkat]

Heyy🦙 I'm writing fanfiction for Hinata (form Haikyuu) and I'm gonna post it once I'm done but that's besides the point..

actually request: Any of the MHA/BNHA boys catch you writing/reading/drawing fanfiction/fan art

the characters are your pick

um- I never tell you this but dont stress yourself either🥰😚

BNHA GUYS CATCHING YOU WITH FANFICTION/FANART

w/ Bakugou, Iida, Kirishima, Denki, Shoto

warnings: suggestive themes

a/n: i'm having trouble falling asleep these days and it's taking a toll on my daily activities but i'm sure i'll manage, thank you :")

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KATSUKI BAKUGOU

catches you reading fanfiction

blond bb knows you love to read, as a matter of fact, he's aware you read more than you spend time with him. and he's alright with that cause he'd rather chill with you in silence than listen to you talk his ear out lol

just because he doesn't mind you with your hobby doesn't mean he isn't curious about it

what kind of books are you reading that have your eyes glued to your screen the whole day every day?

he never does this and really doesn't want to do it but curiosity killed the cat. as you bake cookies with Mina downstairs, you left your phone in your room to charge

Katsuki takes this as his chance to snoop. He won't go to any other app, he'll head straight to your reading apps and sites.

Jujutsu Kaisen x Reader?

Haikyuu x Reader?

Naruto x Reader?

and what the fuck is 'lemon' and 'smut'?

he puts your phone back, discreetly leaving your room to do some research in his room

ah, so you've been reading 2k-10k worth of words of fanfiction about Jujustu Kaisen, Haikyuu and Naruto characters pleasing you...

he shall now delete his search history and pretend he never found out about this part of you

TENYA IIDA

catches you drawing fanart

everyone in 1A knows you draw and that you're amazing at it

Class press never forgets/fails to compliment your drawings, even if you the pieces are half down

but that's the thing. you always let him see and sometimes you even let him watch as you draw, so why are you hiding this particular piece from him?

he guesses it's a surprise for him- but hold on, he doesn't have tattoos or pink hair. so who is it?

while you're in the bathroom, he sneakily takes a peak at your work and thinks he should regret it but honestly, the art is so good he can't even find it anything remotely negative

it's a fanart of who he remembers is Sukuna, the kind of curses from the TV show Jujutsu Kaisen. he's on a throne with a mountain of skulls underneath it, a corner of his lips tugged up into a smile as a woman's head rests in between his thighs

he probably should regret ever taking a peek but the details, holy shit. the shading, the hand- everything just sends shivers down his spine

EIJIRO KIRISHIMA

catches you writing fan fiction

red boi always loves listening to you type as you study or do your homework, he uses it as a sleeping aid. as you work diligently on your desk, he lays on your bed, slowly drifting to sleep land

today, however, your typing sounds different. it's much faster, more rushed and he can't help his curiosity from growing at how you're biting on your lip, smiling as you typed

from what he knows, you absolutely hate typing essays so why do you look so excited right now?

he lets it slide, sleeping to the sound of your rushed typing.

the next day, you ask Eijiro to bring your laptop with him cause you're about to watch a movie with the whole class and the files are in your comouter

it's not even his fault, your laptop was left open and on and when he moved to turn it off, he catches a glimpse of "Tsukishima runs a hand down your thigh, his hot breath rising goosebumps all over your body." and suddenly he's reading the whole chapter

you barge in your room, yelling and asking what took him so long only to catch him glued to your computer screen, mouth left ajar.

you quickly snatch the PC from him, earning a whine. "Give it back! I need to know if Tsukki likes me back!" He pouts.

"This isn't for you to read, Eij! Leave it alone!"

"Oh sure, so your ten thousand followers in tumblr can read it but I, your boyfriend, can't. Okay, yeah. I see just how Eijirophobic you are."

he's pouting the whole day until you finally give in and let him read your drafts. allowing him to correct your grammar and spelling errors along the way

SHOTO TODOROKI

catches you reading fan fiction

this man is utterly confused why you're suddenly reading so much and how your vocabulary is slowly expanding but he's happy for you

as the both of you are in his room, silent as the both of you read your own books, Shoto can't help but get curious

so as you fall asleep with your phone still turned on, he takes his chance to get a peek

he also wants to read the books you're reading, he wants to learn more and improve himself. if your english grades had risen up from reading what you read, surely he'll also learn from how "Toji places your leg on his shoulder as he continues to pound in"-

as a matter of fact maybe he is okay with what he knows now. sometimes ignorance is bliss after all

DENKI KAMINARI

catches you watching fanart

you've forgotten about the wall of mirrors behind you and you're scrolling down your current favorite artist's twitter page, flood liking their posts

mind you their fanarts are 18+ so you thought it'd be best to face your boyfriend so he won't be able to see what you're looking at.

no, yeah you're a complete idiot.

Denki presses his lips together, trying to contain his laughter as he videotapes your reflection. you're zooming into the intricate details of a Gojo fanart with his blue polo shirt completely unbuttoned and sweat glistens over his sculpted abs

"Babe what are you doing?" Denki asks, now zooming into your face after showing to the camera what you're zooming in to

"There's a mirror behind me, is there?" You ask, now feeling like a complete idiot as your boyfriend laughs, absolutely no sound coming out of his mouth as his mouth stretches widely

You face your phone screen at him, showing the fanart. "I'd cheat on you with Gojo."

Denki continues laughing, now out of breath. "And of course I'd be pissed cause why the hell did Gojo pick you and not me?"

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ITADORI YUJI + FUSHIGURO MEGUMI + KUGISAKI NOBARA || YOUR FRIENDSHIPS WITH THEM

| featuring : itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi + kugisaki nobara from jujutsu kaisen

| warnings : grammar errors, but other than that n/a

| form : headcanons

| published : 19 november 

| request : hey hey! i really like your blog's aesthetics and especially your writing! can i order some friendship moments (or an incident, anything!) between first year reader and the main trio?

| barista’s note : hi hi! barista violettelueur is alive and well ＼ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ／sorry i haven’t been as active today i was completeing my chemistry mock exam and completing a few study session that i had set up for myself today ʕ – ᴥ – ʔ i’ll try my best to post some pieces today since i can’t leave you guys without your cups of coffee! other than that, i hope the person who requested this enjoys their cup of classic black coffee (jujutsu kaisen request)

ITADORI YUJI (FEATURING SUKUNA A TINY BIT):

I can’t lie to you, there would probably be a lot of idiotic moments that you have together, that you most likely have to be the sensible one when it is needed.

You know when you hang out with someone, you become dumb like them. Yeah that’s you and Itadori without a single doubt in my mind - but you would still have some common sense lingering in your mind (hopefully)

The both of you will have a lot of movie nights together with the table filled with snacks and fizzy drinks to satisfy your palettes - you both probably plan to have a movie night every Friday.

You would also comment and have full-on discussions on your favourite parts once the movie has ended and probably debate on your favourite characters together.

Manga. You both would always recommend different mangas to each other and that’s the only time you and Itadori have ever allowed someone to borrow a manga book from you.

Yes, both of you would have a lot of trust in each other with your manga books.

And just like with movies, you and Itadori would have deep discussions about your favourite parts, favourite characters and once again have debates here and there.

Sukuna would definitely ask you how and why you are friends with a ‘brat’ like him. Every. Single. Day.

When you and Itadori are training together, expect him to ask a lot of questions during your training session.

Like just random ones on the whim from him wondering what’s he is gonna eat for dinner tonight to seriously asking you how you use your curse energy to do different techniques.

“Y/N what should I eat for tonight? Instant ramen or rice?”

To “How do you use your curse energy to strengthen your legs like that?”

This is also the best time he and you would learn how to fight and cooperate with each other - leading to you and Itadori to drag Gojo-sensei into these sessions from time to time.

There would be times where you and him would fight each other to see what the both of you were lacking - you obviously were lacking in pure strength, like Itadori is just on a different level to that.

There would be times where you have to put him in his place, aka smacking his head or his face to make him wake up or break up his food arguments with Kugisaki.

Overall, expect a lot of chaotic moments with the boy as the mixture with you and him is just pure stupidity and funny moments - he makes you act stupid.

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI:

You and Fushiguro are probably the most sensible out of the first years since Itadori and Kugisaki were already on the chaotic side - if you were not hanging out with Itadori alone.

If you arrived at the school at the same time as him, you would probably be the closest to him as there would always be a feeling of serenity around you.

However, if you can later/the same time around as Kugisaki and Itadori, he would still put his faith and trust in you knowing that both you and him would always have each other’s backs

You and Fushiguro can be in the same room together and not say a single word to each other for hours upon hours - that’s how comfortable you are with each other.

On the other hand, there are times when the both of you would have some deep conversations with each other, talking about anything from his family to your issues - wow you two really trust each other with this type of information.

By the way, his shikigami’s love you - well….expect the one if you know what I mean - as in his divine dogs would act like babies when they’re with you - always brushing up against your leg

Sometimes Fushiguro asks himself if they were really his shikigami’s at this point.

“Focus on the mission Y/N”

“Well I can’t if your dog keeps nudging my hand for me to pet it”

This kind of pointless to do training sessions with you since when he does summon his shikigami, they would just take one look at you and just come up to you for pets and cuddles - yes even the frogs.

So hand to hand combat it is then!

If Fushiguro feels like it’s okay to bring his guard down, he would rest his head on your shoulder to relax or calm himself down after a mission when Ijichi is driving you back to the school.

If both of you had an off day, you and him would most likely go to a nearby coffee shop/cafe (my cafe obviously) and just eat and talk about the most aimless things like Itadori’s love life or what you guys would be doing next after this little meal.

“Why don’t you think Itadori can get a girlfriend?”

“There are posters on his wall that no girl would really like their boyfriend having Y/N”

You and Fushiguro are basically the calm presences within the group, keeping the balance within the first years but to have him as a friend is something that shouldn’t be taken for granted.

KUGISAKI NOBARA:

You and Kugisaki are basically the definition of gossip girls.

Yes, you and Fushiguro do gossip here and there but you and Kugisaki do it to another level.

You and Kugisaki will talk about what you think Gojo-sensei’s type of s/o would be to Kugisaki’s dislike of Mai Zenin.

Expect for a shopping trip every week, from getting new clothes that will probably somehow not be worn until you find it 2 years later or just to admire Tokyo since Kugisaki is from the countryside.

Sometimes you drag both Itadori and Fushiguro to carry your bags or better create some outfits for them - just to spice up their wardrobe a bit.

The two of you would definitely go to every bakery you see, admiring the sweets and treats before sharing a slice of cake together - saving money is essential guys.

Bubble tea!

You both would get bubble tea every time you guys go out together - it’s a tradition at this point.

And you and Kugisaki won’t go to the same shop every time, you guys will explore to find new stores and try out their different flavours

If you and Kugisaki are feeling nice that day, you probably buy bubble tea in bulk and share it with the other guys, begging them to try your new favourite flavours.

“Fushiguro, Itadori, I promise this coffee bubble tea is better than the other one”

“Better than the other one you gave me just yesterday?”

“Aye don’t judge Y/N’s taste, I love it as well!”

When it comes to training sessions, girl….it’s a whole competition between the both of you

This sometimes scares the boys because it seems like none of you are giving up until you break the tie.

Spoiler alert: the tie has never been broken as you guys will be dead tired after the last fight leading to no one gaining a single point lead on your tally so far.

You and Kugisaki will have inside jokes with each other causing both of you to laugh out loud sometimes, scaring the boys once again as from their perspective it seems like you and her just randomly started laughing 

“You guys won’t understand” the both of you would say before continuing to laugh.

Overall, you and Kugisaki are two peas in a pod, both funny and competitive with each other as you and her have full respect for each other - yes Maki is both your role model.