#user yuujies

[hinamie]

hina... have you ever drawn nanami & yuji. pls i need to see them. my reluctant mentor and ray of sunshine. maybe eating together after a mission

cleaned up this request doodle from a while ago <3

[yuwuta]

childhood friends to lovers with yuuji is like he’s five and he catches frogs in the lake near his house on weekends fishing w his grandpa and brings them to you like a courting gift (and gets sad when his grandpa tells him he’s got to let them go again, but yuuji promises to catch even more for you next weekend). he’s six and learns he likes to cook and starts making snacks for you and always sits next to you at lunch to give them to you. he’s seven and very definitive that you’re his best friend in the whole world and he doesn’t leave your side during class or lunch or recess or ever. he’s eight and you’re much better at reading than him, but he’s not jealous or upset because that means sometimes you read the harder books to/with him and he learns he loves hearing your voice when you read out loud. he’s nine when he learns he’s got an older brother and even tho he takes to choso quickly, he doesn’t really trust him until you meet choso and declare that you think he’s cool. he’s ten and that summer you go away to sleep away camp for the first time and yuuji cries the first night you’re gone, but choso helps him write and mail letters to you while you’re away, and every weekend yuuji is up 8am to greet the mailman and receive his letter back from you.

he’s eleven when you both start middle school and it’s the first time you both aren’t in the same homeroom, but that doesn’t stop yuuji—he’s sitting by your desk before you even get to school, he’s outside of your classroom before lunch, walks to your classroom after lunch, the first face you see. he’s twelve the first time he realizes that you’re pretty—you’ve always been pretty, but this is different; you’re pretty like sunlight, pretty like his favorite meal, pretty like feeling of coming home. you’re thirteen the first time you get a love letter on valentine’s day, but it’s not from yuuji—it’s another boy in your homeroom that yuuji doesn’t like very much and he never knew why until that day.

once he learns he likes to cook, he starts making snacks for you and gives them to you at lunch and it escalates into packing you bentos almost every day when you two start high school. he’s sixteen when prom rolls around and he’s rocking on his heels asking you to go with him—“as friends, you know haha. if you want, since you’re not going with anybody else and—well megumi and nobara are doing the same thing so i thought? maybe it would work for us, too?”—and when you say yes he tries to play it cool but he jumps and clicks his heels on his way to run and tell megumi about it (and then choso takes approximately 400 pictures of you and yuuji before you two head off to the dance).

it’s not until he’s twenty and a junior in college, and you’ve caught your first sort of serious boyfriend cheating that yuuji finally says something. he always says he wishes it was more romantic, but even now at twenty-six as you watch yuuji laugh with everyone at your rehearsal dinner, and look the collage of pictures choso has proudly displayed, you can’t help but think that it was the perfect confession—that everything about yuuji has always been perfect and that you’re beyond lucky to have him. and when yuuji catches your eye across the table, he smiles all dopey again like he’s five and just caught that frog for you for the first time and you’ve become the center of his world all over again.

[celsonsmoke]

to all the adults who are writing smuts about yuuji and are justifying it by saying "oh but i aged him up!" how does it feel knowing you find minors attractive?

[honeycreammilkshake]

we know that fighting is sukuna's canonical "love language"....

so what is this???

the level of physicality and closeness in all their fights is making me rabid. sukuna really gives yuuji such special treatment .... not only does he spare yuuji's life so many times when he could have killed him, he also keeps fighting yuuji in close combat when he literally has a cursed technique that can slice people apart from a distance.

this is a choice he's making to get so skin-to-skin with the enemy he's supposed to hate.

also, the way he was (unnecessarily) cradling yuuji's neck almost gently as he literally beats into him, how he's grabbing onto yuuji and just manhandling him — i'm no going to lie, it's almost carnal. how is so much intimacy in all of their fights compared to everyone else sukuna clashes with?

and the way sukuna is so expressive and uncharacteristically emotional whenever he gets to face yuuji. that brat just works him up so bad—

it's especially interesting when sukuna looks almost proud or excited to see what yuuji can do.

also.... sukuna, why do you look so excited for yuuji to come beat you up? is this like a date to you???

i mean, to be fair, sukuna probably considers violent brawling a love confession so no wonder why he's always ready to take on yuuji.

even in the official art he's so obviously into it.

the way he's smirking down at yuuji, holding onto his wrist, it's like he can't stop touching him. probably misses the closeness they used to have back when the brat was his vessel tbh.

i especially love that one scene where he literally sat on yuuji

he didn't have to do that. he just wanted to pin his brat down <3

"you're mine, you're not going anywhere without my permission" kind of thing really. like a bully with a crush would do.

in conclusion, sukuna gets off on throwing his boy around and feeling him up. it's just fact.

and yuuji is more than likely into it, too....

this means they share the same kinks traits to me tbh. if sukuna really did survive, i would like to believe that they would go on fighting hard with each other, even over the stupidest things. domestic cursed husbands to me <3

[socially-anxious-wizard]

What if they were Curse Users. Partners in crime even.

[koitalov]

role reversal au ;*

curse user megumi who locks eyes with a very pretty pink haired sorcerer and suddenly wonders if evil really is the right path

curse user gojo thinking "ahhh i was there once too" as he punches his ex-boyfriend-turned-teacher suguru geto in the face

[epickiya722]

I'm still stuck on the fact that Yuji's Domain Expansion isn't like the others where it's some "exciting, abnormal" place like a void, be it made from space or shadows, or a land of swords or even a huge beach or furnace of lava and fire, not even a shadowy death chasm made to slice you into pieces.

No, his DE was just a replica of his hometown, Sendai. His DE was a place he recognized as home. That had animal life in it like horses and crayfish.

[k-nayee]

Enchanted JJK ii

wc: 4.1k a/n: I couldn't help myself. here's part two!

Ella Enchanted (2004) x Jujutsu Kaisen

Traveler M.List

Previous |

ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˏ⸉ˋ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ˊ⸊ˎ

It's amazing how quiet the streets become at night.

Stillness settled over the city, only broken by the rhythm of your hurried footsteps against the pavement.

Your breaths came fast and shallow, your heart pounding as Sugisawa Municipal High School came into view.

You'd never been one to stay late at school unless it was for the Bakery Club.

Hours in the club kitchen always left you with a sense of accomplishment, the lingering sweetness of flour and fruit filling the air as you carefully packed up the day's treats.

Today's creation had been homemade strawberry and peach dango. You'd spent extra time perfecting the texture and presentation.

Yuji would have loved them. But by the time you finished the Occult Club had already left and he'd headed to the hospital to visit his grandfather.

A soft sigh escaped your lips as you walked home, the sweet dangos carefully tucked in your backpack.

You'd planned to visit Wasuke soon and figured you could bring the treats then. The thought of the grumpy old man's rare smile made your heart lighter, even as the night stretched on.

Everything felt so normal.

Until you reached your doorstep.

Your phone buzzed as you fished out your keys, the screen lighting up with a voice message from Yuji.

Brows furrowed you clicked play.

"___!" Yuji's strained voice rang out loud and breathless.

Your heart lurched, the urgency in his tone immediately setting you on edge.

"Hey! Who are you talking to?!" another voice heaved faintly in the background. There was the sound of wind whipping and hurried footsteps.

Was he running?

"Something bad is going to happen to Sasaki and Iguchi-senpai at the school!" Yuji's continued in panic.

Your heart dropped.

"Wha—why would you tell her where the danger is if you didn't want her to come?!" the other voice snapped.

There was silence for a moment, only the sound of running.

"Oh..." you heard Yuji's sheepish voice.. "Never mind ___! Everything is fine at the school! In fact—"

"Just give me that!"

"Hey!" There were sounds of a struggle before the message cut off.

You were too stunned to speak.

Sasaki and Iguchi? Danger? And who was that with Yuji? None of it made sense, but the panic swelling in your chest drowned out any attempts at rational thought.

Backpack dropped to the ground, you made a full 180 on your heel and started running back toward the school.

'Just let me make it in time.'

*.·:·.☽✧✧☾.·:·.*

By the time you reached the school gates, your legs burned, and your chest felt tight.

An oppressive weight seemed to settle over the air. A shiver ran down your spine as your instincts urged you to turn back.

But you didn't stop.

It pressed suffocatingly against your chest, making it harder to breathe as you climbed the railing.

Your landing was less than graceful—a stumble bringing you to your knees before you scrambled back up.

The closer you got to the school building the heavier the atmosphere became. It felt like something was clawing at your skin, whispering threats you couldn't hear but felt deep in your bones.

You pushed forward.

"Yuji! Sasaki! Iguchi!" you shouted, your voice echoing in the empty corridors as you ran. There was no answer.

The sound of crashing and a guttural roar from above drew your attention upward to the fourth floor.

Heart pounding, you sprinted toward the staircase, taking the steps two at a time. Relief filled your chest when you spotted him.

"Yuji!"

His head whipped around at the sound of your voice. A flurry of emotions flashed over his face—relief, happiness, worry.

He was crouched protectively over Sasaki and Iguchi who both lay bruised and unconscious, but otherwise okay.

"___!" Yuji called out as you ran over, his voice filled with both relief and worry.

"What's going on?! What happened to them?" you demanded. Your hands hovered over the two, scanning their faces, unsure of what to do.

"They're okay," Yuji quickly tries to reassure you before another roar cut through the air. Your gaze snapped to the source.

A massive hole in the wall led to the rooftop; and under the pale moonlight stood a hideous beast.

Your eyes widened as you took the sight in: Its warped form shuddered with each step as it lunged toward raven-haired boy about your age.

He was fighting desperately but it was clear he was outmatched.

"What...what is that thing?" you whispered, barely able to believe what you were seeing.

Yuji's expression hardened as he gently lowered Sasaki and Iguchi against the wall.

He glances back to you. "Take care of them while I go save Megumi," he said firmly.

"Yuji wait—"

But he didn't wait. He turned and bolted toward the creature, his figure disappearing into the action.

"YUJI!" you yelled after him.

The fight unfolded before your eyes; each movement sharper and faster than you could follow.

Yuji dodged the monster's attacks with remarkable agility, but the creature's sheer size and strength made it a daunting opponent.

Your hands clenched into fists—torn between staying with the unconscious upperclassmen or chasing after Yuji.

After ensuring Sasaki and Iguchi were safe, you turned your attention to the black-haired teen.

You approached him hesitantly with hands twitching nervously at your sides.

Leaning heavily against the rooftop railing, his face was pale whiled blood streaked his temple.

He blinked at you, a little off-put by your sudden presence. His sharp gaze briefly softened before he quickly looked away, a faint flush coloring his cheeks.

"Who...who are you?" he asked, his tone clipped but not unkind as he regained his composure.

"Uh...I'm ___," you said shyly. "Yuji said your name was Megumi right?"

Before he could reply, Yuji's loud cheerful voice cut through the air as he dodged one of the monster's claws. "Megumi, this is ___! ___, this is Megumi! Nice to meet you both!"

"Are you serious right now?!" Megumi snapped at Yuji, his face turning a deeper red for a split second before his irritation took over.

Yuji grinned as he still avoiding being swiped like his life depended on it. "Come on, you can't fight a curse without knowing everyone's names!"

Megumi groaned, clearly regretting every decision that led to this moment. He turned his glare back to you. "Why are you even here? You need to leave—now!"

You frowned and quickly moved to his side as he fell back against the floor.

He stubbornly tries to push your hands away despite his exhaustion. "I don't need your help," he snapped.

"Stop that," you sternly say, carefully sliding an arm under his to prop him up against the railing. Megumi hissed under his breath as he reluctantly allows it this time.

From across the roof Yuji yells, "Hey Megumi! You're in trouble yourself!"

"And so are you!" Megumi shot back hoarsely. "The only chance you have is to take your friend and those two and run!"

Of course Yuji ignored him. He ducked under the curse's attack, his face set in determination. "Is that your idea of a pep talk?! At this rate all five of us are gonna die!"

"You cannot beat this thing!" Megumi stressed, his tone sharp as he glared at Yuji. "Only a curse can defeat a curse!"

Yuji, still dodging with remarkable agility, didn't relent. "If I quit now I'd be having this nightmare for weeks!" He barely avoided being grabbed, stumbling slightly before catching himself. "Besides..."

He glanced at you for the briefest moment, and something hard, something certain flashed across his face.

"I know what I have to do. I'm already living with a rotten curse of my own!"

Before either you or Megumi could react, Yuji lunged toward the curse, pulling something small and shriveled from his pocket.

"Yuji! What are you—?!" your voice trailed off in horror as he held the thing into his teeth.

Megumi's eyes widened in pure panic. "Don't do it! That's Sukuna's finger! You'll die!"

Your face twisted in disgust. "Wait...did you just say that's a finger in his mouth? Eugh..."

No one paid your comment any mind, least of all Yuji who pushed back against the curse with everything he had.

The curse snapped its massive jaws shut around the First year in attempt to devour him. But Yuji braced himself against the curse's teeth, refusing to let it happen.

"You idiot! Throw the finger down to me! Or you'll get eaten!" Megumi yelled.

The finger dangled grotesquely from Yuji's mouth as the creature tried to force him down its throat.

Yuji's voice rang out through gritted teeth. "There's a way to save everyone! I just need to have my own cursed energy don't I?"

"No! Don't do it!" Megumi eyes suddenly went wide panic as he struggled to push himself up. "Ryomen Sukuna's finger is a strong cursed object. You'll die!"

You froze where you were, the weight of Megumi's words making your heart drop into your stomach. 'Die?'

But Yuji didn't listen.

He threw the finger up and swallowed it whole.

"NO!" Megumi's voice cracked.

For a single, heart-stopping moment, everything fell still.

Then it happened.

A surge of cursed energy exploded from Yuji sending shockwaves all around.

Air rippled violently as debris flew in all directions, the weight of the curse's energy nearly forcing you to your knees.

You shield your face as fragments of wall shot past you.

The grotesque creature screeched as its massive hands disintegrated under the force of Yuji's—transformation, his form now altered.

Strange black tattoos began spreading across his skin, curling up his arms, neck, and face. His light brown eyes, so familiar and warm, were gone—replaced by a blood-red glow.

To your horror a smaller set of eyes opened just beneath his main pair, the sinister crimson gleam sending chills down your spine.

A roar leaves the curse, angry at its amputation before mobbing toward the pinkette for an attack.

Yuji smashes the curse with barely a flick of his wrist, causing pieces of the building to be destroyed along with it.

"Look out!"

You glance up in time to see a giant piece of concrete flying toward you. Rolling away with a yelp, the roof shakes as the spot you had been siting moments ago is crushed.

As the dust began to settle, you and Megumi could only watch as the figure stood amongst the crumbling ruins.

Yuji's expression had twisted into something unrecognizable, a wicked grin curling across his face as a low gravelly laugh echoes through the air.

He straightened to his full height, his movements deliberate and unnervingly smooth, as though testing his body for the first time.

"I knew it," the voice that came from Yuji's mouth wasn't his voice at all. It was deeper, more malicious—every syllable dripping with cruel delight. "The light feels best in the flesh."

Without hesitation the figure grabbed onto Yuji's yellow hoodie and ripped it apart with a violent tear. The sound echoed in the air as shredded fabric fell around him.

"Cursed flesh is so boring. But this? So...much better," he purred, flexing his fingers as if testing his strength.

His gaze landed on Megumi with a hum of amusement. The teen gritted his teeth as he tried and failed to stand, his glare unwavering despite the obvious strain.

The attention didn't stay on the First Year for long. His eyes shifted—to you.

Time seemed to stop.

You froze under the weight of his stare, every muscle in your body stiffening.

Something flashed within his expression—recognition. Interest. A flicker of cruel delight.

"Well well..." Yuji—no Sukuna—moved closer, his stride slow and deliberate.

Despite the familiar face of the boy you had spent the last two years growing close to, the difference was unmistakable.

A wicked grin stretched across his lips as a heavy malice radiated from his very presence, it made your knees weak.

He tilted his head in mock curiosity, crimson gaze regarding you with a hungry knowing stare. "What a surprise we have here."

He was closer now—too close. You instinctively scramble away only for your back collide with the rubble behind you.

"Stay back!" Megumi growled, hoping to draw his attention.

The King of Curses didn't even glance his way. Instead he stepped over the crumbled infrastructure with predatory ease before stopping in front of you.

"So...this is where you have been hiding. And to think I believed all you Obedient Ones died out."

You blinked. "O-obedient...?"

Sukuna let out a dark chuckle. He crouches down until he was eye-level with you.

"Oh you don't know? How adorable." His black nails grazed your chin, tilting your face upward, forcing you to hold his gaze. "Well let me enlighten you then."

Your trembling didn't go unnoticed. He reveled in it, his malicious gaze drinking in the fear that radiated off you.

"Your bloodline is quite the curiosity. The clan that bends to the will of curse users. The Obedient Ones, as I like to call them."

Your breath hitched as his grin widened.

"Do you know what that means little one?" he crooned, voice soft yet dripping with menace. "It means you're mine to command. Mine to break."

Before you could react his hand darts to the back of your head, grabbing a fistful of your hair.

You yelped as he forced your head back.

The vein in your exposed throat visibly pulsed—a rhythmic beat that made his smile sharpen.

He leaned in, his nose brushing the sensitive skin of your neck before inhaling deeply.

"You reek of fear," he whispered against your ear, the heat of his breath sending icy shivers down your spine. "How delicious."

"S-stop—" you stammered weakly, your voice shaking as you tried to resist.

"Don't worry," he said with a chilling calm, yanking you closer as though you weighed nothing. "I won't hurt you the way you think I will. There's a power inside you've been cursed with. A power I will claim."

The words he whispered next were foreign—a language you couldn't understand. Something ancient and unrecognizable, it seeped into your mind like poison.

Your body began to go slack in his grip, the fear melting away as a strange calm washed over you.

Megumi's heart pounded as he watched the scene unfold.

The wind began to shift unnaturally, pulsing around you and Sukuna as though it had a life of its own.

Your wide terrified eyes took on a faint reddish hue, the same color as Sukuna's cursed energy as your head tilted slightly to stare blankly at the starry night sky.

A faint outline appeared around your neck—a glowing choker with a chain-like leash. It shimmered with energy, leading up to Sukuna's free hand.

Megumi's nails bit into his palms as he struggled to rise.

He didn't know what was going on. But what he did know was that if that chain solidified, something terrible would happen.

The red in your eyes deepened causing the cursed energy around you to intensify.

Sukuna's grin widened as choker grew brighter, the leash almost solidifying.

"So beautiful," his voice dripped with satisfaction. "Shall we seal the deal?"

Just as the cursed leash finally harden—

The entire rooftop seemed to shudder. A crackling hum like static pulsed in the silence as a new presence emerged.

And for the first time, Sukuna's grin faltered.

Satoru Gojo.

The wind whipped around him ruffling his pale white hair.

Cursed energy radiating off of him like a force of nature, he casually stood amidst the destruction as though he'd simply wandered onto the scene by accident.

"Now...this is quite the situation," Gojo said with a casual, almost teasing tone as his head tilted to the side. "Can't leave you kids alone for five minutes huh?"

Sukuna's crimson eyes snapped toward the newcomer, his expression darkening into a growl. "Tch..."

His grip on you tightened instinctively, but the cursed chain flickered again, its glow dimming slightly in the wake of Gojo's arrival.

Before Sukuna could react, Gojo made his move. A controlled burst of cursed energy erupted from Gojo with a flick of his hand.

Slamming into Sukuna with enough force to send rubble scattering across the rooftop, the King of Curses grip was torn away causing you to slump forward.

The cursed choker instantly shattered into wisps of energy.

"Hey!" Megumi sprang forward, his exhaustion forgotten as he caught you just before you fell to the ground.

He pulled you protectively against his chest. Your body was limp, your breathing shallow—but you were alive.

The faintest traces of Sukuna's cursed energy still clung to you, a reddish hue glimmering faintly in your half-lidded eyes.

Megumi's relief was short-lived. His gaze darted back to the scene before him as recognition dawned. "Satoru Gojo? What are you doing here?"

Gojo grinned widely as though he'd just been waiting for someone to ask.

"Oh you know, just saving your life and all. Crazy thing about it I wasn't even planning on showing up tonight...that is until I got an earful from the higher-ups." He leaned toward Megumi, unfazed by the destruction around them. "Something about a special grade object still missing and dereliction of duty. Soooo dramatic right?"

Megumi's jaw tightened as he shifted your dazed figure with an deadpan expression. "This isn't the time for jokes."

Gojo dismissed him with a wave of his hand.

"Relax I'm multitasking. Besides you look hella roughed up. Man, did ya even try fighting?" He pulls his phone out his pocket with a flourish and shit-eating grin. "The Second years are gonna love this—Say cheese!"

Phone raised, the shutter clicked multiple times as Gojo snapped pictures of Megumi cradling you.

A look of horror flash across the younger's face as he groaned, twisting his head to avoid the camera.

"Will you stop that!" Megumi hissed through gritted teeth. "Now is not the time!"

Gojo chuckled as he swiped through the taken photos. "You kids are so high-strung these days. Now...did you find it yet?"

"Gojo huh? Still a pest even now..."

At the call of his name, the Limitless Curse user turned his attention back to Sukuna, his demeanor shifting ever so slightly, though his grin remained firmly in place.

"Is this amusing to you, Gojo Satoru?"

"Amusing? Definitely." He began to walk closer as the black tattoos on Yuji's skin began to fade. "So...you ate the thing?"

Sukuna blinked, visibly disoriented, his smugness wavering. "I...did?" he muttered, the arrogant edge faltering into confusion.

The light brown color in Yuji's eyes resurfaced, the marks fully gone as he release a groan. "Um...what just happened...?"

Gojo crouched down in front of Yuji, his grin widening as he peered at the teen. "Ha ha, damn. It really did combine with you. That's hilarious."

Almost like a switch Yuji bolts up. "____!" His voice cracks with urgency, his first instinct to find you. "Where's—where's ____?!"

Gojo held him back effortlessly, placing a firm hand on his shoulder. "Easy there. Answer a few questions for me and I'll let you see her, yeah?"

"Okay, okay! What do you wanna know?"

"Anything weird about your body?

"Nah...seems okay?"

Gojo rocked back on his heels. "Perfect. Now can you swap out with Sukuna at will?"

Yuji hesitated. "Sukuna?"

"The curse you ate," Gojo clarified, his tone light as though discussing the weather.

Yuji paused then nodded faintly. "Oh? Um yeah I think I can do that."

Gojo's smile sharpened, his gaze flicking toward the barely-conscious Megumi and you, still slumped in his arms. "Good. Then let's test something."

Yuji blinked. "Huh?"

Gojo cracked his knuckles and stretched his legs lazily. "Give us about ten seconds with Sukuna and then switch back into yourself. Easy right?"

"But—"

"Don't worry. I'm way too strong for him," Gojo said nonchalantly, his confidence unwavering.

With that, he tosses a small bag toward Megumi, which the student caught reflexively.

"What is this?" Megumi asked.

"Kikufuku from Kikusuian," Gojo replied nonchalantly with a grin. "It's Sendai's specialty. Super good. I recommend the zunda and cream flavor."

Before he could finish Sukuna erupted with a roar, leaping high into the air with enough force to send cracks through the ground.

"Look out!" Megumi shouted. Smoke exploded through the space as Sukuna landed sending debris flying.

Gojo didn't flinch.

He dodged Sukuna's attack effortlessly, moving with a speed that made the King of Curses' strikes look sluggish.

The rooftop erupted into smoke and rubble as Sukuna roared in frustration, striking at Gojo again and again—only to miss every time.

In fact Gojo was sitting on top of him, completely unbothered as he continued his monologue.

"I think it's the whipped cream inside that really makes Kikufuku stand out, don't you think?"

"Stop MOCKING ME!" Sukuna bellowed, his fury palpable.

Gojo leaned back lazily as he dodged yet another strike. "Hey, since my student is watching and all I might as well show off a little. That's alright with you?" His tone dropped almost conspiratorially, smile never wavering.

The fight escalated into a whirlwind of movement, Gojo's hits precise and unrelenting while Sukuna grew more enraged.

Suddenly Gojo stopped, hands in his pockets as he stepped back and began to count.

"Seven...six...five..."

Sukuna's attack faltered as he blinked in confusion. "What are you doing?"

"Three....two...one."

Yuji's body crumpled to the ground, the tattoos vanishing as Sukuna was forced back into dormancy.

The silence was deafening.

Yuji stirred moments later, groaning as he blinked groggily. "Where's ___? Is...is she okay?!"

Gojo smiled before promptly knocking Yuji out with a sharp tap to the forehead. "Oops. My bad."

Megumi frowned, still holding onto you as Gojo turned his attention back to him. "What about her?"

Gojo approached your dazed form, kneeling beside you as his expression turned uncharacteristically serious.

Megumi shifted slightly causing your head to lolled against his arm, a look of wary in his gaze at whatever the older male was about to do.

"Don't worry Fushiguro. I'm not gonna hurt her," Gojo said smoothly, holding up his hands in mock surrender. "But I do need to make sure she's okay."

Megumi hesitated, his grip on you reluctant, but eventually he loosened his hold just enough for Gojo to reach you.

With a gentleness that seemed almost out of place for him, Gojo slid one arm under your knees and the other behind your back, lifting you from Megumi's hold before placing you carefully in his lap as though you were made of glass.

He slipped off his blindfold revealing piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow faintly in the moonlight.

Gojo softly held your face. His gaze boring into yours intensely, as if searching for something. "C'mon. Don't make me work too hard."

Megumi stiffened, his cheeks flushing faintly as he looked away, finding it all to be weirdly intimate.

But Gojo wasn't paying him any attention. His eyes narrowed slightly as he examined the faint red glow still clinging to your irises.

The cursed energy seemed to hum faintly in response to his gaze, as though recoiling under the weight of his power.

"Yeah... you're a stubborn one huh?" Gojo muttered quietly.

He began to speak words Megumi couldn't understand. The language was foreign, rolling off Gojo's tongue in a melodic cadence that seemed to vibrate through the air.

Wind picking up again, it swirled softly around the three of you, the faint hum of cursed energy growing louder before beginning to dissipate.

Megumi watched your eyelids flutter open as the red in your eyes finally extinguished like a flame.

The first thing you saw was Gojo's uncovered face—shockingly handsome, unfamiliar, and impossibly close.

"Hey sleepyhead," he said teasingly, his lips curving into a faint smirk. "Thought we almost lost you for a second there."

You could only stare at him as the pieces began to fall back into place.

Fragmented memories of Sukuna's voice, the suffocating pressure of cursed energy, and the faint sound of Megumi's shouts all slammed into you at once.

"I... wha—?"

Gojo's smile sharpened. "And enough of that." Before you could speak anymore, his fingers flicked against your temple making you pass out just as Yuji.

Standing, he hoists you into his arms effortlessly, bridal carrying you with practiced ease.

"Ready to go back Fushiguro?" Gojo asked cheerfully, adjusting you in his hold so you rested against his chest. "Oh and don't forget Itadori!"

Megumi shot him a glare but got to his feet. Exhaustion settled in his limbs as he glanced down at Yuji's unconscious form.

And as Gojo led the way, the faint wind still swirling around them, Megumi couldn't help but mutter under his breath.

"This is going to be a nightmare."

[aakeysmash]

hellooo! with all your college!sukuna series i cant help but keep thinking… what do u think he would study in college ????

ps i love the series so much, cant get enough of it💋

EEEK thank you, let’s smooch 😙

I think college!sukuna is an economy major tbh! He grew up poor so he’s studying on how to become rich before hitting the age of 25 LOL

tryna be on that forbes under 30 list

[kinoroi]

it’s ok if u guys have a crush on itadori i get it

[hinamie]

yuuji and megumi on the same skateboard

on it boss

[yuwuta]

Nsfw // Remember the itfs talk?? Cause I was thinking, I was thinking so hard about what to answer cause like yesss!!!

I want to focus on the latter tags cause.... Wow thats what I'm talking about!! Whenever I read itafushi I like top yuuji and bottom (and more often than not sub) megumi. So it makes so much sense that you'd want to take revenge for that cause he liked you but chose to ask yuuji out before asking you?? Or, yuuji knew megs liked you and still choose to ask him out?? So, in the first scenario it would be more than fair to dom him! Maybe you were all just talking about how you all ended up together and yuuji just lets that slip. maybe you're feeling like being a bit (or maybe a lot) mean to megumi, get him on his knees, sucking, deepthroating really, yuuji with you controlling his movements absolutely forcing him to take all of yuus length down his throat and gag like crazy with an obscene amount of spit oozing out of the corner of his lips. It was definitely personal too, they way you were treating megumi. Yuuji is not innocent in all of this ofc, but I'll let that slide for the sake of the moment. To continue punishing megs you would have your way with yuuji while he just sits there and... watch. It would end with yuuji giving you a huge creampie, it was such a lewd sight too, his dick was already shining cause of megumis spit, and even more after he entered you cause you were soaked. So there you are, full of your bfs cum seeping out and you ask megumi to clean you, cause that wouldn't be the first nor last time that he'd taste yuuji. Your revenge on yuuji is definitely happening another day too

gnaws on a steel plate… godddddddd okokokok yuuji has such an effortless dominate aura about him that’s a little scary once he hones in on it. most of the time, it’s purely his outgoing, charming nature and physical strength that lures other people into submission by will or force, whichever comes first, and he’s sort of naive to it. but when he chooses to exercise that strength, when he chooses to be stronger than you, than megumi, when he chooses to seduce, it’s mind-numbing, it’s boyish, but there’s still a distinct power struggle that it’s dizzying… insane… 

anyway… you said two very important things in here and i only have the space (brainpower) to bring attention to one right now, and i will below, but just know we need to come back to the point about letting yuuji creampie you while megumi’s there bc i am firm believer that that’s actually one of megumi’s biggest fantasies. in general, seeing you and yuuji together does very bad things for his brain but not bad enough for him to deny that… also megumi king of safe sex until it comes to watching yuuji cum inside of you goddddd

yuuji is the one who instigates your revenge in the first place (and he will also do the opposite, will convince megumi that he deserves to take some frustration out on you, that you were sooo oblivious while he pined for you for all those years, how you weren’t very observant as his best friend and now he’s got the chance to show you exactly how badly he’s wanted you… but that’s for another time…)—but right now, yuuji’s getting into your head, he’s deceptively charming, not at all innocent, and far too calculated when he stops making out with megumi and turns to you, not too far away, sitting up against the headboard with wide eyes. yuuji thinks you look awfully cute—you always do when you three are together, you have this wide-eyed awe about you; not shy, but definitely still timid about the fact that you’re now dating your childhood best friend and his boyfriend. yuuji loves that look, but he thinks he’d like to ruin it more. 

and he takes the opportunity to do so, much to megumi’s surprised and distaste—ignoring megumi’s pawing at the hem of his shirt, impatient, yuuji looks over his shoulder to you and poses, “can i ask you something?” 

your eyebrows raise in surprise. megumi’s raise in suspicion, petulantly coming down from the high of making out with yuuji, and craning his head back to look at you. your eyes shift to his briefly, and then back to yuuji’s, almost embarrassed, and when he looks at megumi, there’s a slight blush at the tips of his ears. cute. you two are very cute, and yuuji likes it a lot. it confirms to him exactly what he wants to happen tonight. 

“you remember how i told you about yuuta-senpai? and how he’s my best friend, but when he started dating inumaki-senpai, i kinda hated him because they spent so much time together?” yuuji recounts casually, biting back a grin when megumi huffs. you nod, evidently confused, but yuuji continues, slowly reaching a hand up megumi’s arm, over his shoulder, up his jaw, until he reaches the shell of his ear, then asks, “did you ever feel that way about me?”

he can see the shock on your face, hear it from megumi when he gasps a bit and pulls away from yuuji’s touch, “what kind of a—”  

but yuuji doesn’t want to hear his side of the story right now. in fact, if all goes his way, he won’t be hearing much of anything from megumi tonight—he reaches his hand back up to pinch at megumi’s ear, and hushes him, “i’m just asking her, meg. she’s my girlfriend now, too. don’t i get to know these things?” 

your mouth is slightly ajar, and yuuji chuckles. you’re so quiet, he’s beginning to think he’s scared you, but soon, you smile, sweet, and gentle, and he can’t even blame megumi for fawning over you since middle school. “i—i didn’t hate you yuuji,” you reply, “i thought—think—you’re good for megumi. i just wanted him to be happy, and you make him happy.” 

yuuji hums. no wonder you two never got together before. “so you’re the self-sacrificing type, too, huh?” he smiles, far less innocently than you might think, “maybe i should have gotten you and yuuta-senpai together, instead.” 

you look like you’re about to refute, but megumi pulls back again, throughly annoyed when he interjects, “what the hell are you—”

but yuuji is quick to move his hand from his ear to his throat, pinching his fingers around his neck with just enough pressure to stutter and silence him. 

“i’m still not talking to you,” he reminds megumi, eyes sharp. he squeezes around megumi’s neck a bit tighter, before turning his attention back to you, “was he always like this? always biting before you can bark? must have been kind of annoying to deal with, huh?” 

your eyes widen, bambi-like and yuuji almost coos. from where you’re sitting against the headboard, you can’t see megumi’s face completely, just a sliver of his cheek, but you can probably tell by the reddening skin around his neck and ears that yuuji’s not just choking him for show. 

“i—uh… it’s not like that, it’s just… yuuji you’re gonna hurt him…”

but, you should also be able to tell that megumi’s not fighting it either. 

“you’re always so worried about him,” yuuji pushes megumi back against the pillows, paying no mind to his panting, simply ordering, “stay down.” 

yuuji then reaches out for you instead, gently pulling your body towards in him stark contrast to how he’d treated megumi a moment ago—twirling you as best he can while you’re kneeling on the mattress, maneuvering your body so that you’re straddling megumi and yuuji’s back is pressed against yours. 

yuuji hears you gasp, ever so lightly, when you inadvertently press your crotch against megumi’s. he almost wants to watch you two do that instead, but right now he’s a man on a mission, so instead, he puts his hands on his hips to keep you still, “see—he can take it. he even likes it.” 

you raise a hand to reach out to megumi, but yuuji stops you, forcing your back flush against his front, and caging you in with his arms and resting his chin against your shoulder. he turns his head to kiss you on the cheek, slow, once, and then again, and then against your earlobe, “you wanna try?” 

“try—what, choking him?” you ask, trying to turn your head to face yuuji, but he keeps it steady, keeps you facing megumi. 

“it’s not like you’re gonna hurt him,” yuuji hums against your skin, trails open-mouthed kisses along your neck. “it’ll feel good, i promise.”  

“well, uh... megumi, do you—”  

but yuuji raises a hand to squish your cheeks together before you can finish, turns your head to him and tuts, “i’m telling you it’s okay. megumi didn’t ask you before he asked me out, right? you don’t need his permission for everything, princess.” 

yuuji’s not just leveraging your feelings against each other now—now it’s sexual knowledge too, all the fantasies megumi has indulged him in about you, all the kinks he has that you’re clueless to. yuuji knows that despite the history you and megumi have, he’s the bridge between you now—and right now, yuuji wants you on his side.

“must bother you a little bit, right?” yuuji coos, releasing his grasp on your cheeks and using his hand to tilt your chin upwards to face him, “that he asked me out when he still had a crush on you. it still bothers me sometimes—and yet he had the nerve to get upset when i asked you about it. kinda selfish, no?” 

“i’m just saying, i think you should teach him a lesson,” yuuji continues, using his other hand to help your body rock against megumi’s, drinking in the sight of your pliant lips and the sound of his strained sighs. 

megumi’s probably not far from cumming in his boxers at this point, and you’re not far from helping yuuji make him do worse. 

“come on, princess,” yuuji smiles, pressing a kiss to your cheek before looking at megumi, “you gonna help me put a leash on him?” 

it’s an invitation and a threat, this you seem to understand. you can say yes to yuuji, say yes to having megumi between you two tonight, say yes and have a little bit of power; or you can say no, and be on the receiving end of punishment. 

yuuji almost thinks you’ll choose the latter out of loyalty, out of devotion to your best friend, out of shyness and inexperience in taking what you want, but you’re not just megumi’s anymore—your his girl now, too, and you make it known when your soft hand crawls up megumi chest and to his neck, and hesitantly wraps around his throat. 

tonight, megumi’s yours and yuuji’s. 

“good girl,” yuuji grins, wicked with intent when he presses a kiss to the back of your neck, “now lets have some fun with him.” 

[jj-akim0ri]

Practicing some warm up doodles in CSP

[alfredolover119]

jjk manga spoilers slash 219 leaks in tags bc i am feeling things :((

[socially-anxious-wizard]

King Of Curses Itadori Yuuji and his beloved Curse User Fushiguro Megumi.

Silly details under the break:

(No Spoilers please I've only just finished Season One lmao.)

Yuuji:

Not as sadistic or cruel as Sukuna, but don't let that fool you. His threat level really comes from his protective nature and recklessness. He's not been human for such a lot time that he forgets his own power.

Still hates Sukuna because he thinks he's too selfish. A punk who barks too much when he doesn't have the power to bite.

A nice guy! Until he reminds you why he's King of Curses.

Weirdly, hates Curses despite his title.

Megumi:

Megumi is a Curse User who acts in Yuuji's interest, regardless of whether Yuuji actually wants him to. The logic to his King's ill-thought out plans.

Yuuji still saved his life and Megumi has been ride or die ever since.

Megumi is probably the more outright dangerous of the two purely based off his own morals. Which are "Get fucked if you're not someone I like."

People don't really understand his deal or goals.