#yuuji itadori × sibling!reader

[megumiluvv]

Trouble

A Five Part Sukuna Series

Part One: Some Dumb Project

Masterlist

Part Two (will update when posted!!)

Synopsis: You switched majors and meet this annoying guy in your new history class, now you have to work on a project with him. Not only that, he goes to the place you work at! Ugh, how annoying, hopefully he won’t cause any trouble…

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Sukuna is nothing but trouble. Everyone knows that. All your life, you’ve attracted nothing but trouble. Whether it’s a traffic jam, your coffee being too cold or spilling all over you, or somehow locking yourself out of your apartment, you just can’t help but find trouble.

Like right now.

You’re late. To your first class of your new major. It’s not like you slept in late or anything, your door jammed, meaning you had to bust yourself out of your own apartment. Talk about annoying! Luckily, the professor hasn’t entered class, so when you walk into the lecture hall, you get up to a row with good acoustics and sit next to a boy with pink hair. He smiles at you and taps your shoulder.

“Hey! I’m Yuji Itadori! Are you new? I haven’t seen you here before, and most of these people are familiar faces.”

“Yeah, I switched majors over break. Nice to meet you, Itadori.”

“Hey, who’s the person in my seat, brat?”

You think you have double vision when you see Itadori twice, but this second one has tattoos on his face.

“Um, there aren’t assigned seats.”

“You’re one of those people, aren’t you?” He huffs with his gruff voice, a frown permanently etched into his face. He’s like a polar opposite of Yuji.

“Sukuna, just sit on the other side of me, it’s not that big a deal.” Yuji rolls his eyes.

“Maybe not to you, idiot.”

“Um, who are you?” You tilt your head.

“I’m this brat’s twin brother, isn’t that obvious? Now get out of my spot.”

“Still not your spot.”

“I will carve my name into the desk. Then will you move?”

“Isn’t that vandalism?”

“Even better.”

You scoff into a small laugh and look at Yuji with a “can you believe this guy?” look. You still refuse to switch seats as the professor enters.

“Alright, take your seats, class has started.” He says in a bored tone.

Sukuna scoffs at you and sits on the other side of Yuji, glaring at you the entire time. He can already tell you’re going to annoy him. Especially with your stupid attitude, your dumb clothes that fit you so well, your stupid good looks, your annoyingly attractive body… He needs to not stare. He shakes the thought away as the professor talks about some dumb project he could care less about.

“You all are going to be assigned a group of three people, so just look at the person next to you and on the other side, that’s basically your group, just for simplicity.” The professor looks up and starts writing groups down. “Mkay, so the Itadoris anddd… got it.”

Sukuna almost audibly groans with his eye roll, now he’s stuck with you? What a pain… The end of class couldn’t come sooner. He glares at you as he leaves, grabbing his pack of cigarettes and smoking in the bathrooms. You look at Yuji in confusion.

“That’s your twin brother?”

“Yeah, I think he was dropped.”

You laugh at him and shake your head, he’s definitely funnier than his moody counterpart. You head to your next class after exchanging numbers. The rest of the school day goes on like normal. Luckily, you don’t have any other classes with Yuji’s brother, but you do share a math class with Yuji, which is fun. You leave to work, a cafe run by a tired old man, but he’s a nice guy. You get there early somehow, changing into your work clothes and heading to the front to take orders.

You didn’t think the day would be worse, but who else enters the cafe but that annoying tattooed guy? Oh, and Yuji, but he’s not the issue here. There’s a third guy too, he doesn’t look much like them.

“Hey, customers are here, stop staring and take their orders, please.” Nanami tells you.

“Right, sorry.” You mumble and take their orders, Sukuna purposely picking something difficult. Yuji smiles at you and sits at their normal spot.

“This history project makes no sense, we haven’t even been taught this thing and he’s assigning us a project! Can you believe this, Choso?” Yuji groans and sips his drink when you set it in front of him.

“It’s like a research project, and we need to sort out who's doing what.” You say and hand who Yuji called “Choso” his black coffee. You set down the difficult order Sukuna made and he examines it.

“Hmm…”

“What are you doing?”

“Making sure it was made correctly.”

“I didn’t poison it, dude, it has everything you asked for.”

“Hmmmmm…” Your eye twitches.

“You’re not getting a refund, Sukuna, she made it exactly like you asked, you’re such a pain in the ass.” Yuji rolls his eyes and looks at you. “Just ignore him. We need to plan the project anyways. Sukuna isn’t going to do anything, I already know that.”

Sukuna, who doesn’t deny it, opens a bunch of straws, rips small parts of the wrapping paper, balls them up, and throws them across the table. One hits Yuji, one lands onto the floor, one lands in Choso’s coffee, and one hits you while another lands in your hair. Choso glares at his younger brother and rolls his eyes, moving the ball out of his coffee before taking a sip.

“Every day, I wonder how I am even related to you.” Choso mumbles.

“Oh, you say that about me but not the idiot next to you?”

“At least Yuji isn’t a literal menace like you.”

“Can we please focus on the project?” Yuji sighs.

“Whatever.” Sukuna grumbles and keeps tossing trash around.

“I’ll research the start half if you research the end half.” Yuji says to you.

“Mkay, I can also make the presentation.”

“What am I supposed to do?” Sukuna asks.

“Don’t act like you plan to help, idiot! The school already caught you for vandalizing the bathroom stalls! You’re gonna be busy cleaning all that up before you can even work on the project, and I know you’ll take your sweet ass time cleaning everything up!” Yuji argues with Sukuna.

“Really? First day back and you’re already in trouble?” You tilt your head.

“Don’t act so surprised, everyone knows he’s trouble.” Choso says pointedly.

“Oh, I guess you’ve never met him before today, huh? He gets in trouble quite a lot.” Yuji grins. “Anyways, we should let you get back to work, so have fun!”

Yuji leaves a tip for you and you start cleaning the table, not seeing the way Sukuna’s gaze lingers when you bend to pick up the trash from the ground. You hit your head standing back up and swear you can hear someone snicker.

You drive home, though leaving the parking lot of the cafe takes you almost an hour since your key wouldn’t work. When you get to your apartment, you enter through the front door and cook yourself a simple dinner. You count your tips and see a piece of paper you didn’t notice before.

“Don’t sit there tomorrow or I’ll key your car.”

Wonder who that could be from.

The next day, you head to class, getting there early, and Sukuna is already in “his seat”, giving you a glare as his eyes trail down your body. He really can’t stand you, he decides again. Your outfit today sits a little too perfect, being just tight enough that if someone was looking hard enough (which Sukuna was), they could see the outline of your bra.

You chew on the end of your pencil, a bad habit you’re yet to break, and Yuji shares the research doc to you. You split the work between the two of you and Sukuna just sits in the doc typing the same three phrases over and over.

“Stop that.” Yuji smacks his brother’s arm.

“I’m not doing anything.”

“You’re typing ‘death and destruction’ as if you’re manifesting it, stop.”

“I’m not just typing that…”

“Don’t get me started on ‘the despair is endless’ and ‘this class shouldn’t exist’. What are you, twelve?”

“I’m twenty-one, like you, dumbass!”

“I’m not the dumbass writing edgy shit on the doc!”

“Oh my god, you two, just let him type his edgy shit and continue researching.” You groan.

Yuji huffs in frustration and continues his research while you check the doc to see what Sukuna is doing. There are fire emojis in the middle of your typing, the words “you work tn?” near the bottom of the page. You sigh and humor him, talking through the document.

“No, why?”

“So I don’t get to throw trash at you later?”

“Nope.”

“How sad.”

You look at him and he has a smirk. You roll your eyes and leave when class is over, tripping over your own feet. He laughs at your misfortune and grunts when Yuji smacks him in the head.

“What was that for?!”

“Don’t go flirting with her, she’s a nice girl who doesn’t need someone like you to fuck up her happiness.”

“I’m not flirting with her!”

“I saw the fucking doc, dipshit. You’re not slick.”

“I was asking if she’d be around for me to torment.”

“You and I both know what your intentions were.”

The tattooed twin grunts and walks off, lighting a cigarette and tripping some nerd who apologizes for being in his way. He wasn’t flirting. He can’t stand you, he tells himself. He can’t stand your quick remarks to his words, can’t stand your stupid doe eyes, the way they squint when you’re focused on typing after the third typo in a row, can’t stand the way you purse your lips and the slight smile on your face when he and Yuji are arguing, definitely not wondering what it’d be like to feel them against his own. Because he wasn’t flirting. Yuji doesn’t know what he’s talking about.

Sukuna smokes and half-ass scrubs the stall he vandalized yesterday. His thoughts are not focused on you, your stupid face, or your dumb words. Totally not. He wasn’t flirting, he reassures himself again. He’s not interested in you. Even if he was, he wouldn’t admit that. You’re just some girl in his class. Not important at all.

He’s late to the cafe and Yuji is fixing the mistakes in the research document. Choso sips his usual black coffee and scrolls on his phone.

“You’re late.” The elder brother points out.

“Had to clean the bathrooms.”

“I see. Your barista friend isn’t here.”

“She’s not my ‘friend’, Choso.”

“She’s Yuji’s friend.”

“Doesn’t make her mine by default, she can have the brat.”

“Says Mister Flirts With Her.” Yuji grins.

“I wasn’t flirting dammit!”

“Why are you getting so defensive, huh?”

“I am not! You’re just a pain in my ass and annoying the hell out of me!”

“Stop screaming, Nanamin will kick us out!” Yuji frowns.

“I still don’t get how you’re so buddy-buddy with the old man.” Choso mumbles.

“He’s pretty cool. Kind of mean, but he makes delicious bread.”

“Literally how the hell are you even aware of that?” Sukuna scoffs.

“Unlike you, I actually talk to people, and get along with them!”

“Whatever…” He scoffs.

Sukuna seems bored. He taps the table to a catchy tune and just waits until it’s time for him to go home. He watches a few groups walk into the cafe and at Yuji working diligently on his laptop.

“At least she does her work. I’d hate to do this project alone.” Yuji says to no one in particular.

“Do you do anything else besides complain?”

“Shut the fuck up, Sukuna. Let me think out loud. And you complain more than I do.”

“Liar.”

“How the hell is that a lie?”

Choso chuckles at his younger brothers. “Sukuna, you do have a streak for complaining more than Yuji.”

“Oh, dare I bring you into this, Choso?”

“You’re right; withdrawn.”

“Let’s just go home already.”

“Yeah, fine.” Yuji frowns and shuts his laptop.

When they get home, Sukuna feels a buzz in his pocket. He checks his phone. There is a text from Gojo, the university’s pretty boy.

Party at my place next Thursday.

This should be fun.

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[rabbidbunwy]

Yuji,Megumi and Nobara as a big siblings headcannon ദ്ദി ≽^⎚˕⎚^≼

Tags:fluff,brotherhood,sibling stuff,comfort?

i'm no english native so sorry for some mistakes

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YUJI

Yuji would be the type to dote on his younger sibling, ensuring they were always well cared for. When his younger sibling would cry, he would be there to comfort them, offering hugs and words of reassurance. He would also be playful, often making them laugh with silly jokes and antics, which would sometimes even include pranking.

He'd also be strict about enforcing rules and boundaries. While he wouldn't hesitate to discipline his brother or sister, he would still offer love and understanding, making sure they understand why certain things are not okay.

Yuji would also be protective of his younger sibling, looking out for them in any situation. He'd even teach his younger sibling self-defense techniques to help them stay safe, and remind them of various safety practices like never going off with strangers.

He'd also love to see them grow and learn new things. Yuji would actively encourage and support his younger sibling in their pursuit of hobbies, talents, and interests. He'd often listen intently when they'd excitedly share about their progress or achievements.

Yuji would be there to help his younger sibling with homework and studies, ensuring they were on the right track. He'd offer advice and assist with assignments they struggled to understand, as well as help them prepare for exams or other significant academic events.

He'd also be a good role model, showing them various life lessons through his own actions and words. Yuji would make sure to impart important values such as honesty, integrity, patience, and tolerance in his younger sibling.

Yuji would first try to address the tantrum calmly, asking you what's wrong and attempting to talk it out. He'd explain patiently why the tantrum isn't productive and offer you alternative ways to express your feelings.

If you continued to have a tantrum, Yuji would become more firm, clearly letting you know that this behavior is not acceptable. He'd set clear boundaries and communicate consequences if the tantrum continued. But even then, he would always make sure you understand that he still loves and cares for you deeply.

When you're sick, Yuji would immediately become concerned and attentive. He'd make sure you're comfortable and provided for.

He'd check on you regularly, making sure you have food, water, and medicine if needed. He'd even sit bedside to keep you company and offer words of comfort and humor to lift your spirits.

Yuji would also make sure to do chores around the house, handling any tasks that might otherwise fall on you, so you can focus on your recovery.

MEGUMI

As a big brother, Megumi is highly protective of his younger siblings. He would ensure their safety and well being at all costs. He is a firm but gentle authority figure, setting rules and boundaries for the younger siblings. He also provides guidance and support them in their schoolwork and other activities.

Megumi would teach them basic skills like how to defend themselves and handle basic domestic chores. Due to his reserved personality, he may struggle with expressing affection directly, but would show his care and concern in more subtle ways like watching out for them and cooking a meal for them.

Megumi knows the value of responsibility, so he also encourages his younger siblings to become more independent and responsible in their own ways. He is a stern and serious figure, but he secretly loves and cares about his younger siblings greatly. He would make every effort to keep them away from any trouble and make sure they are well cared for, even if his expression is usually stoic and neutral.

When his younger sibling have a tantrum, Megumi will generally remain calm and composed on the outside. He might give them a stern look at first but would not scold them directly. He would then try to assess the cause of the tantrum and see if there is any way he can help to diffuse the situation. If necessary he will try to use logic and reason to explain the situation to the younger sibling and find a resolution. If the tantrum persist, he might take away something they like or give them a little timeout but will also make sure they understand why that was necessary.

When his younger sibling is sick, Megumi is extremely attentive. He will try to determine the severity of their illness and consult a medical professional if necessary. He will make sure the younger siblings are resting, eating well and taking their medicine if needed. Megumi will also try to make them comfortable by providing them with blankets, pillows or other items to soothe them. He would also try to keep them entertained with activities or stories to help make the time of being sick go by. He will also check on their temperature, energy and mood regularly throughout the day.

Megumi will also try to take care of his younger siblings by doing things like cooking for them or cleaning, so that they can focus on resting and recovering. He will also tell his younger siblings stories or play games with them to keep their minds off the illness and make the recovery process more bearable. He will also comfort them if they feel scared or sad and reassure them that they will get better soon.

NOBARA

Nobara would be very protective and caring. She would always be looking out for her younger siblings, making sure they stay safe and have everything they need, whether it be emotional or practical support. She would definitely be strict with them at times, but would also have a soft spot for them and would never let anything bad happen to them. She would also be the type to spoil them with gifts and treats, even though she might not want to admit it. In general, she would be a very nurturing and loving big sister.

If her siblings had a bad day at school, Nobara would be the first one there to comfort them and listen to their problems. She would also be eager to help them with their homework or study for tests, and would always encourage them to do their best and believe in themselves. If her siblings had a disagreement with other kids, Nobara would definitely take their side and defend them, even if they were in the wrong. She would never stand for anyone bullying or harming her younger siblings, and would do everything in her power to make sure they felt loved and protected.

Nobara would also like to take her siblings on adventures and trips, whether it be to explore nearby parks or cities, or go on trips to the beach or mountains. She would enjoy doing fun and exciting activities with them, and would always prioritize their happiness and enjoyment. Additionally, she would go out of her way to spend quality time with them and make sure they know how much they mean to her. She would be proud of them and their accomplishments, and would be there to celebrate every milestone and success in their lives.

When their younger siblings have a tantrum, Nobara would try to handle the situation calmly and rationally. She would first try to understand the cause of the outburst and then try to soothe them by speaking in a calm and gentle manner. If the tantrum is caused by something small or unimportant, Nobara would try to distract her little siblings from the issue and redirect their attention to something more positive or enjoyable. However, if the tantrum is caused by something more serious, she would try to reason with them and help them to express their feelings in a safe and productive way.

When her siblings are sick, Nobara would go into full-on caregiver mode. She would fuss over them constantly, making sure they have plenty of fluids and taking care of any fever or other symptoms. If they needed medicine, she would quickly get them what they needed and make sure they took it properly and at the right times. She would also try to make them feel better by bringing them their favorite foods and drinks, and would watch movies and play games with them to keep their spirits up.

[megumi-shinji]

POV : you're bestfriend with Yuuji and you fall in love with his brother, Choso 😋

[rinkkuma]

୨୧ SOUR GRAPES

don't get me wrong, i've never exactly liked you.

ft. satoru gojo, yuta okkotsu, suguru geto, yuuji itadori, & megumi fushiguro

tags. a tiny bit ooc satoru, very light angst, gn!reader, mostly fluff ! / author's note. inspired by the song, sour grapes by lesserafim :3 (also its insane that theyve literally almost debuted two years ago) essentially just feelings in denial kinda!

SATORU is naturally a smooth talker, so he personally believes that he has never actually had a crush on anyone. sometimes he unintentionally flirts with people. one time, a waitress seemed to be super flustered, but all he did was order. (it was his tone of voice, but he's super unaware.. and maybe his stupid, handsome face) so, when suguru and shoko asked him one day if he had a crush on you, he was confused why they would think so. in their perspectives, satoru's tone of voice was softer around you, he wasn't just mindlessly “flirting” with you, his compliments seemed genuine. and to top it off, you are always the first person he looks at when he cracks a joke. satoru himself noticed this but had no idea why he had done this. he also felt his heart race around you. and his face felt hot around you. despite being flirty, he had never actually dated anyone, so the feeling was new to him. maybe a little more convincing from suguru and shoko was all it took for him to realize that he did like you.

YUTA and you are childhood friends, and people often mistake you for a couple. even your friends ship you. yuta nervously laughs and says, “we're practically siblings! we've known each other since we were little.” you on the other hand, feel dejected when he says this, because you maybe kind of had a fat crush on him. truthfully, yuta himself feels that he may have been developing feelings for you over the past few years, but has been terrified to say something because he didn't want to ruin your years worth of friendship over his stupid feelings. he had a nightmare one night that he had confessed to you, and you looked at him with a puzzled face and told him you thought of him more as a brother than anything. he comically woke up sweating and sat right up, thankful that it was just a dream. that whole day, yuta seemed off. seemingly avoiding you, and if he couldn't, it was minimal interaction. after a few days of yuta's odd behavior, you decide to confront him. yuta mindlessly mumbles some random things that you couldn't understand, but towards the end, he suddenly confesses. yuta himself looks surprised at what he said, and he awkwardly says, “oh.. just, uh.. pretend you didn't hear anything if you don't feel the same. it was.. an accident.” you laugh and tell him you have felt the same all these years, and he breathes a sigh of relief. you and yuta went on a date the next day.

SUGURU is typically kind, calm, and gentle with everyone, but with you? he seems to be slightly more snappy and has a cold tone of voice. it's not like he's being rude or mean to you; he just seems irritated. whenever you laugh at one of satoru's jokes, you swear his eyes are rolling to the back of his head and he is loudly sighing. maybe it's because you're annoyingly pretty and your laugh is so cute that he's annoyed. or maybe the fact that he's not the one making you laugh. and don't even get me started when it's just the two of you. awkward silence. you could hear crickets chirping, a pin drop, and the subtle breathing. you have tried multiple times to start a conversation and maybe break this romantic tension, but he has always just dryly responded and kept the conversation one-sided. and this wasn't just a few times; it was daily. every single day, satoru and shoko randomly leave, and you've tried tagging along before to avoid the awkwardness with suguru, but they quickly run off before you get the chance to ask. it was painfully obvious to satoru and shoko that you two had liked each other and hey, maybe if they keep leaving the two of you alone like this, one of you will crack and confess. (spoiler: it was suguru first.)

YUUJI has always thought you were an amazing person. romantically though? he thought otherwise. but, oh boy, one day when he saw you with a guy he had never seen in his life, his mind changed immediately. he quickly thinks to himself, “you're not even dating in the first place. don't get jealous. dontgetjealousdontgetjealous.” yuuji nearly loses it when he sees the guy hug you. he uses every cell in his body to resist running up to the guy and maybe or maybe not swinging at him. after a few eye twitches deep breaths, he starts to walk in your direction as if he were casually passing by and coincidentally ran into you. when he makes eye contact with you, he smiles before saying, “oh, hey y/n! watcha doing here?” while his smile seemed a little forced, you brushed it off. you wave back to him and tell him that you saw a cousin of yours after not seeing him for a few years. relief immediately washed over yuuji, and he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding in.

MEGUMI is oblivious. his face is clearly flushed, and his words are slightly jumbled whenever he's around you. this became even more clear when one day, yuuji and nobara had interrogated him about why his face is always red around you. which of course, he denied. he simply says, “it was hot out, that's all.” they see right through megumi's “lie.” yuuji and nobara both look at each other before bursting out laughing. “it's literally winter, fushiguro.” megumi rolled his eyes and moved on with his day. (he was secretly praying they didn't make a big deal about it, but he knows damn well they probably did) yuuji and nobara on the other hand, ran to tell you that it was quite literally confirmed that megumi liked you too! after they told you about what they had just witnessed, (mind you, they were speaking fast as hell so it was hard to understand, but you got the general idea) they started dragging you towards megumi's location. they didn't even give you a chance to oblige against it because they couldn't let this chance go to waste! they've been watching the tension between you and megumi for the past few months, and they were sick of it! and oh boy, when you were finally face-to-face with megumi.. it was awkward. like 3 minutes of awkward silence. but, it ended with megumi asking you out, so hey!

inspired by this prompt list <3

[selarina]

Criminal

("I've been a bad, bad girl, I've been careless with a delicate man.")

-> Yuuji Itadori x Reader/ Sukuna x Reader

Content Warnings: aged-up yuuji itadori, smut, jealously, sibling rivalry, best friend's brother trope, no curses!au, jealously, rough play, possessive behaviour, somewhat toxic dynamics, childhood friends to fwb, bruises and hickeys, cooking, food & alcohol, love triangle?

Author's Note: this is what inspired me + criminal by fiona apple <3

Word Count: 2.2k words

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

You watch as Yuuji grapples and swings against Sukuna. There was always such a rough quality about him even if he was nearly an older replica of Yuuji. Rougher features, rougher voice.

You watch as the Yuuji manages to get the upper hand, pushing him down, knees first, into the brown dirt on the ground, his brows cinching in desperation and fury as he interlocks Sukuna into a headlock.

"Hey," you interrupt. "Aren't you two a little too old to be wrestling on the lawn?"

The two of them scramble, pushing each other away, as they manage to stand up.

Yuuji runs a hand through his hair, untangling the kinks as he chuckles. "Sukuna's definitely getting too old to lose."

"I was going easy on you, brat" Sukuna replies with a frown. "Didn't want your little girlfriend here to think she was with a loser."

"She's not—"

"He's not—"

"Yeah, yeah," Sukuna dismisses with a wave of his hand. "Say that all you want."

You frowned as your eyes scanned the older boy's face. A small patch of dirt was smeared on the side of his cheek.

"Hey, you have something," you pointed your finger trying to pinpoint the exact location for him.

He looked up at you, brows raised as he tried to rub it off. You can't help but think he looks like a lost child just then. The same guy you've seen wrestle men two times his size, a mere child fumbling against his own cheek.

"Here, let me just get it for you," you said, as you slinked your way towards him, getting a little too close than you needed to as you reached over to his face.

You slid your thumb across his soft skin, rubbing off all the leftover dirt. His brown-red eyes were looking into yours the whole time as you smiled.

"There, all clean." You quickly slid your hand back to your side.

"How's Osaka?" you ask, not bothering to create any distance between you.

"It's alright," Sukuna replies. "Been quiet and nice without the two of you bothering me."

"Well, we've missed you here," you say, a quiet jump in your feet as you do.

"Speak for yourself," Yuuji grumbles as he tries to pat the dirt off his slacks.

Sukuna's lips curl into a smirk, his eyes still locked on yours. "So what I'm hearing is, you're missing me?" he teases.

You chuckled, shaking your head. "Don't flatter yourself. I was just making conversation."

"Say that all you want," he says, for the second time today as the three of you begin to make your way into the house

-

Sukuna was the head chef tonight, commanding the kitchen as he barked commands at the two of you. Yuuji was in charge of cutting, while you, seemingly without purpose, plopped yourself on the kitchen counter, blabbering the time away.

"Why are you here again?" Sukuna grumbles halfway through the making of the meal, clearly frustrated by your loud, incessant banter with Yuuji.

"Rude," you say, showcasing full offense, in tone and in body language as you jerk away. Like his words were hot oil you were dodging.

"Well, I'm going to be around all summer. So if you have any plans of staying here. You should get used to this."

"You do know this is my house, right?" Sukuna retorts, his tone laced with irritation.

"Doesn't matter," you squint, a glint in your eye. "You're stuck with me."

Sukuna muttered under his breath, calling you a nuisance.

"Oh, come on!" You frown, pulling your legs up to your chest and resting back against the cold wall. "It's not all bad."

Sukuna looks up from his stirring just then, his eyes momentarily flitting to the bare skin of your thighs exposed by your crumpled skirt.

"Yeah," he says, his eyes meeting yours again. "It's not all bad."

-

Later that night, the house is quiet, but you hear the faint sound of the TV. You walk downstairs and find Sukuna eating a chocolate—a chocolate you distinctly swore you bought for yourself.

"Those are mine," you call out, stepping into the living room. "Stealing is a crime, you know."

"You literally eat and sleep on my hard-earned money," he says incredulously.

“I sleep on the floor,” you counter. “And I buy my share of groceries.”

“The idiot makes you sleep on the floor?” Sukuna looks surprised. “No way.”

That is true. You don't sleep on the floor but you'll say about anything to win arguments so you continue, "So what if I do?"

He approaches you, his eyes serious. “A pretty girl like you shouldn’t be sleeping on the floor.”

You’re taken aback by his straightforwardness.

“Even if you are a nuisance,” he adds.

You purse your lips, about to say something when a voice startles you from behind.

Before you can respond, Yuuji's voice startles you from behind. "You get your chocolate yet?"

“You get your chocolate?” he asks, standing there with his hands in his pockets, looking ruffled. Your eyes are drawn to his toned muscles, visible beneath his tight-fitting shirt.

"Nah," you shrug. "Don't want it anymore anyway."

And then, the two of you make your way up to Yuuji's bedroom. The door shuts and in an instant, you're pressed against it. And you're come face to face with a seething Yuuji.

He looks pissed, to say the least.

It takes a second for him to act but he leans forward, his lips pressing against your own. Hot against your own lips.

He backs off after what seems like a long time. But he stays — inches away.

“Why do you do that?” Yuuji asks, his voice low. It's rhetorical, of course. He knows why you do, all too well.

"Why do you do that?" Yuuji asks, his voice low. It's a murmur more than a question. He knows why you do this. All too well.

His cologne wafts to your nose — citrusy and sweet, fills your senses, urging you to look away, to not drown in its familiarity.

You feign ignorance, batting your eyelashes. "Do what?"

He bends down again, his teeth biting into your bottom lip, slowly. Pinching down hard enough to make you groan.

“He’s no good,” he says as he backs off again. “You know that.”

And you do. You'd choose Yuuji over an impulsive shell of a man any day, but the game, the tease, has always been to your delight.

A smirk tugs at your lips. "So?" The question comes with an annoying intonation in your tone. Your hand trails across his chest, "I always did like the brooding—" Your fingers trail. "Impulsive." Another trail. "Leather jacket type."

It lingers now above his belt. But you're too slow. His hand catches yours firmly, pinning you against the door with a force and sound that makes you wonder if Sukuna can hear you through the thin walls.

He kisses you, deep and wet, in the way he knows you like, leaving you breathless. Normally, you'd wrap your arms around his neck, tangle your fingers in his hair to pull him closer, but your hands remain prisoned now above your head

He breaks the kiss, drawing back again, just enough so that his lips are hovering above your own. You open your eyes, pupils blown out with a certain haze he'd never get tired of seeing, blinking up at him expectantly as you wait for him to kiss you again.

He breaks the kiss, drawing back just enough to hover above your lips. Your eyes open, pupils blown with a haze he never tires of seeing.

You blink up at him expectantly, waiting for him to kiss you again.

But he doesn't. He hovers there.

He likes to tease too.

You've always had the upper hand in whatever the two of you seem to have. He knows this. You know this. Hell, it's the first thing his brother told him when he met you. But there are times. Times when he likes to balance the scales. Just to see what you feel like.

When you realize he's not going to kiss you, you lean up, trying to close the distance, but he moves out of reach at the last second, leaving you pouting. He thinks that seeing you pout is almost enough for him to give you what you want.

"Still interested in my brother?" he asks, his voice teasing but laced with something serious.

You take the cue. "Who again?" you reply, looking up at him with a dazed smile.

He grins, his grip loosening around your wrists. You lower your hands, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down to you. This time, he doesn't pull away. He kisses you, feeling you against his lips.

It doesn't take much for him to have you desperate and moaning, a testament to the months of practice since that first time in Sukuna's dingy car.

His fingers find their way inside you, curling against the spot that makes your eyes roll back.

You struggle to stay upright, one leg bent awkwardly to make space for his arm, your hands clutching at him for support—one on his shoulder, the other pulling his hair.

You're dripping down his wrist, whining as you cup his face, forcing him to look at you.

You start dripping down on his wrist now as you whine. Your hand leaves his hair to cup in his face, to make him look at you.

His eyes, when they look up at you, are as dazed as yours, smitten in a way that makes your heartache.

Your thighs tremble, and you whine again, begging him to fuck you. He nods, urging you to jump, his hands gripping beneath your thighs as he carries you to the bed.

He moves you to your knees and thrusts into you from behind, hard and deep, with his chest against your sweaty back. You come with your cheek pressed into the mattress, barely able to mumble his name into the sheets.

Your hands loosen up against the sheet as he flips you over, pushing your knees up to your chest, as he slides back inside you.

He makes you come again, this time hearing his name leave your mouth clear and debauched — your hands laced with his, as he kisses you one last time before finally letting go.

-

You shower first. The hot water runs down your body, revealing new bruises and hickeys like invisible tattoos come to life. You trace them with your fingers, smiling.

You wrap yourself in a towel and peek out, the chill of his room slapping your face with overwhelming intensity.

"Hey," you say, as he looks up from his phone, lounging on the bed.

"What's up?"

"Pass me my clothes. They're in the red bag," you point to the large bag on the floor, your gesture languid.

He rolls off the bed, unzipping the bag and rummaging through it. "Anything specific you need?"

"Nah," you shrug. "Just shorts, something baggy for a top, and my underwear, please."

You close the door, leaving it slightly ajar, finding it too cold to stand by it.

Moments later, you hear a knock. You smile despite yourself.

"Come in," you say sweetly as he opens the door to walk himself in. "You know you were in me like minutes ago, right?"

"Doesn't mean I lose all sense of respect, you know" he replies.

You walk over, one hand clutching the towel. "You're still a dork," you muss his hair, taking the clothes from his hands.

He exits, smiling to himself now like a thirteen-year-old boy.

You look down when he's gone. Noticing the flimsy black shorts and blue underwear are yours. But the light red T-shirt isn't yours.

You glance at the items. The flimsy black shorts and blue underwear— are yours. The light red T-shirt, on the other hand, is not. Y

You put them on anyway, emerging from the steam, and tossing the towel onto the bed.

"Your turn," you say, the shower leaving you tired. You plop yourself onto the bed.

"I know you used up all the hot water," he mumbles, mainly to himself, as he heads into the bathroom.

While he's showering, you try to occupy yourself — replying to texts, sifting through his comics, tidying the bed. But then you get hungry, and you decide you want something.

You descend the stairs slowly, aware of Sukuna's tendency to pass out on the couch. You hear the TV blaring. He must be up, you think as you abandon your need for silence.

"Still up?" you ask, noting his presence without surprise.

"About to crash soon," he hears him from the living room. His eyes were not leaving the TV as you rummage through the fridge—cheese, mint, milk. You frown, cursing the lack of snacks.

"Here," a voice suddenly, from behind you. You turn to find Sukuna offering a chocolate bar.

"I don't understand. Did you un-eat my chocolate?" you ask, incredulous.

"Bought it when I got some beer, dummy," he rolls his eyes.

You raise an eyebrow. "I want the beer instead," you point to the can in his hand.

"You hate beer," he says firmly. "Threw up all evening and made us clean, remember?"

He smirks, seeing through your facade. “You just want it to spite me. No change there.”"

He's right, but you hide your smile.

"Alright," he says, relinquishing the can as his eyes land on your neck. "Enjoy, kid."

You swallow hard, heart pounding in your throat.

"Thanks," you murmur, making your way up the stairs again, with your free hand brushing the bruise on your neck.

[joi-me-hoi-me-noi]

Featuring Sukuna and Itadori as brothers teehee

A/n: I got this wonderful idea from nessieart's artwork of sukuna and megumi... I love nessieart but I'm not tryna bother them by @ing them like a mad woman...anywho enjoy

MODERN-DAY SUKUNA CRUSHING ON READER

You were looking for Yuuji around the building, he told you he wanted to talk to you.

You round a corner and there's 2 of them

Itadori just laughs and introduces his older brother to you

"Uh..nice to meet you. I'm L/n Y/n."

You hold out your hand for him to shake when he walks over to you. He just stares at you, no emotion on his face. Did he not like you or something? All of a sudden, his hand shoots out of his pocket and plops down on your shoulder.

He keeps eye contact with you and then smirks.

"Hey."

You looked in shock and Yuuji couldn't even look at the scene in front of him.

"Bro, you're cringing up the place."

Sukuna had to skedaddle even if he didn't want to but being pushed by Yuuji just reluctantly helped him to leave.

You wanted an explanation after that whole cringe fest.

"Yuuji, I need an explanation. I never knew you had a brother." You place your hands on your hips, staring daggers into your friend.

"Okay Y/n, imma explain now."

He explains that his brother wasn't here, he was in Kyoto for some studies and came back just now. He pulls a picture out of his wallet of them smiling with the words 'happy graduation' above them.

You take the picture from his fingers and look closely at it.

"H-He went to school?"

Yuuji nods, smiling wide.

"He graduated?"

Yuuji nods but looks to the side like 'of course'.

"Impossible."

"What do you mean impossible?"

The way you look at him tells him everything he needs to know.

"Nevermind but you should hang out with us while you can. He might leave again and he can probably answer your questions better than I can."

So with that, you began hanging out with both Yuuji and Sukuna

They had the cutest relationship to you, even though Ryomen would call his brother a brat sometimes which would cause a small quarrel.

During this time, you had a sleepover at their house.

When you awake in the morning, you overhear a conversation between the two siblings...

You press yourself against the wall near the kitchen and listen in on their conversation.

"Aniki [older brother], have you seen my-" Yuuji pauses and then makes a noise. "What are you doing?"

"Making lunch."

You peek around the corner, making sure you aren't seen by Yuuji or Ryo.

Yuuji quickly pads over to his brother's side and peeks over his shoulder.

"Careful. You almost burned down the kitchen last time you cooked."

He looks closely at the counter. "Why are there 3 boxes?"

You hear a small thump against the floor, signaling that Ryo pushed Yuuji back.

"I watched tutorials this time...one's for L/n."

Yuuji opens the bento boxes and lets out a snicker with his hand covering his mouth. The bentos are decorated so it looks like different animals.

"This is so corny but cute as hell. What are you, 5?"

"What's that supposed to be?" He points at one of the bentos.

"It's a F/a!" He slaps Yuuji's hand away from the bento.

Yuuji lets out another laugh and then a long 'aw' while approaching his brother.

"Who would've thought that my big scary brother has a crush~?"

"Fuck off brat!"

Ryomen has a big blush on his face, focusing on finishing up the bento boxes. You blush at the fact that he might have a crush on you. You decided that it's time to stop eavesdropping on their conversation.

You stand and make yourself let out a loud yawn to announce yourself to the both of them.

"I smelt food."

Yuuji is about to say something but Ryo elbows him to quiet him.

"This bento is for you L/n."

You take it from his hands with a smile.

"Thank you Ryo but remember, you don't have to call me L/n. Y/n is fine."

You open the bento box and smile at the animal he created for you.

"Is this a F/a?!" You smile while eating the food on the top of the bento.

He smiled and nods proudly...you sadly, really couldn't tell what it was, thank God for him telling Yuuji.

You and Yuuji were originally supposed to train with Gojo-sensei but now Ryomen is babysitting the both of y'all

Gojo is such a child...

"All you have to do is just help them train, physically."

"So, pretty much beat them up?"

He looks back at Yuuji with the most fiery expression, showing off his cursed technique.

"Yeah pretty much. Sorry kids, I got a date with destiny!" He kisses the side of his phone and leaves the field as quick as possible.

You and Yuuji's mouths become agape then you both turn toward Ryo. He laughs and removes his top layer to reveal...a tank top. You were really hoping he would be shirtless but whatever, it still works.

Yuuji takes his top layer off as well, revealing his red hoodie. You removed yours as well since everyone else was doing it.

"Well losers, let's fight."

And fight y'all did. FIGHT FOR Y'ALL LIVES THAT IS!! BRO IS GOING CRAZY!!! HE'S GONNA KILL Y'ALL IF HE AIN'T CAREFUL.

You both end the training session breathing heavily on the floor, fistbumping Yuuji. Ryo pulls you both up onto your feet. He pushes Yuuji's jacket into his hands while he gently hands you yours.

"Come on brats, I'm hungry and y'all need to change quickly. We're done for the day."

You tag Yuuji and run back inside of the school before he can catch you. You two change quickly and walk back outside to his brother.

"Let's go, I'm paying for the ramen."

You guys walk through the streets, just conversating with each other. Then Itadori spoke up.

"If Aniki and I were drowning, who would you save?"

You don't think long about your answer, you smile and blurt it out.

"Well because of my cursed technique, I could save you both."

[aurawrawr]

Who am I to you?

Part 1

King of Curses Ryomen Sukuna x afab reader x twin brother and Kingsguard Yuuji Itadori

Set in the Heian era, the twins, Ryomen and Yuuji, befriend a girl who they both fall in love with. But who will she choose when the time comes — the delinquent, tough Ryomen or the sweet, charming Yuuji?

so... anon requested a story and me being me, i replied to the request without posting the story. anyhoo, this is going to be a two-parter because the request gave me a lot to work with and i really wanted to establish the lore. part 2 would be up so so soon.

Minors, DNI. WC: 2.8k

CW: sibling rivalry, coarse language, attempted SA, violence, death, blood and wounds, public slander, public proposal, love triangle, no use of y/n

Growing up, you were the apple of their eyes. Both of theirs. You had watched them pull each other's hair, slap and punch each other, steal the other's food. You had also listened to Yuuji crying about how mean his brother was. And when you used to find Ryomen sneaking around in the kitchen, stealing Yuuji's favorite snack for his little brother, all you had to do was roll your eyes and train your ears to hear Ryo grumbling about how he was just fooling around and that he'd never do anything to hurt Yuuji on purpose.

Ryomen had made it a point to always refer to Yuuji as his little brother, even though they were born on the same day, from the same womb, killing the same mother as they each took their first breath. Ryo was only a moment early. Several years later, when he had heard from one of their maids how it was really a choice between their mother's life and that of baby Yuuji's, and it was ultimately their mother's decision to let her child live, Ryomen had made up his mind to always protect Yuuji and put him first, and in doing so, he had hoped to always be able to honor their mother's dying wish.

But putting Yuuji first meant taking a step back. Always. Even in matters of the heart. For, the twins always ended up liking the same things, even the same person.

You were the daughter of one of the handmaidens appointed for the twins' father's new wife. You had a type of clairvoyance. Even at the young age of ten, you could read other people's emotions aptly, you knew a person just from the sound of their footstep or their breathing. When you had first walked into the mansion, your tiny hand in your mother's determined grip, you were beyond confused by the duality of the twins. Yuuji wore his heart on his sleeve; you didn't need any special power to tell what was on his mind. Ryomen, on the other hand, you couldn't figure out even with your clairvoyance. And because of that, for the longest time, he became a subject of soul-crushing interest to you. Until he became the boy you feared.

Yuuji would get you flowers from his adventures, and concerns. He always came back with scratches and injuries left on his body for you to fix. He knew how to accept your care with open arms.

But, Ryomen? He had walls so high around him, it always got on your last nerve.

The Lord of the house was quick to replace the twins' mother with a woman who, in a year, had birthed a son. In a few years of time, it was clear who was going to be the successor. You still remember the look on Ryo's face when his stepmother held an elaborate ceremony and made his father declare that her son would be the next Lord. That boy grew up to be a monster, always picking on the girls and bullying the weak ones. One day, he had gone for you, blocking your path from the pond where you bathed back to the house. The more you tried to flee, the more aggressive and vile he became. Until someone, a towering figure, came up from behind him and pulled back his collar.

"Ryo!" You ran to your friend, hiding behind his muscly arm.

"Ah, brother!" The young Lord jested. "You know how it is. Women. Can't tolerate them and yet, can't go a day without them. You wouldn't stand in my way now, would you?”

"Of course not.”

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Surely, Ryomen wouldn't let a stalker lay his hands on you. But when he stepped aside, and you looked up at his emotionless face, you couldn't be so certain anymore. You trembled, not from the water still dripping from your clothes or the wind that swept your hair onto your face but from fear of the approaching figure. He wasn't as big as Ryomen but you still wouldn't stand a chance against him. The only person you could think of at the moment, who would save you, and not stand aside and watch your demise, was Yuuji. You hated Ryo, despised every speck of his existence. How could he?

You shut your eyes tight as the boy came closer and closer. When you heard a grunt, you opened them to see him flying to the ground. Ryomen had punched his face.

"What in the world?" The Lord sat up, pulling backward on his butt. "I'm going to tell Otou-san on you. You scoundrel, how dare you?”

"Let me give you more to bitch about.”

You watched as Ryo almost leaped on to the boy, pinned him down and started to punch him. The Lord kicked his legs under Ryo's weight, trying to break free, scratched his exposed arms, but nothing budged him at all.

"How dare I?" You heard your friend. "How dare you? How dare you even look at her with those filthy eyes of yours? How dare you even think of touching her?" At the end of every question came a punch that landed straight on his half-brother's jaw, splattering blood to the side.

"Ryo." You called out to him. "Ryo, let him go. Ryo, that's enough. Come on now.”

"No." Another punch. "Not until he's dead." Another punch.

You stood there, shaking, and you didn't even notice when Yuuji appeared, tried to separate his brothers, failed and went running back to bring two servants to pull Ryo back. Only when Yuuji put his arms around you did you finally slump into him, immediately falling unconscious.

When you came around, you saw your mother and Yuuji by your bedside, your mother saying prayers to the Gods and thanking her Ryoryo-chan. "Where is he?" You asked your best friend.

"Otou-san has banished him to the outhouse. You should have been there for that argument.”

"Has he eaten? Did someone clean his wounds?”

"I tried," your mother informed you. "But he wouldn't even let me look at his arm. Ask Yuyu-chan. He's taken his pipe and shut the door on the world.”

You rushed out, Yuuji closely following. When you reached the cabin, you pounded away at the door until Ryomen responded, "Leave.”

"You know I won't. Not until you let me fix your wounds.”

"Go. Away.”

"Why?”

"Because I don't want you to see me like this.”

"Like what, Ryo?”

Before he could answer, Yuuji chimed in, "open the door, Aniki. Let us in.”

"Fuck off, you two.”

"Please." You begged. "Please let me– us see you.”

You heard the latch fall and pushed inside. The air was thick with the stench of burning grass. It made your eyes water. Yuuji kept the door open for the smoke to pass. You immediately got to work. Bringing a bucket and a washrag from the bathroom, you knelt by the bed where Ryo was sitting. "Show me," You said.

"Leave me alone.”

"Who slapped you?" You noticed the red impression of fingers on his cheek. Your fingers rushed to touch it, heal it if you could.

"My father's wife.” Ryo nudged your hand away.

"You mean, your mother?”

"She's not my mother. Your mother is more of a mother to me than my father's wife will ever be.”

You sighed. "Fine. Now, give me your hand.”

"Don't be such a drag, Aniki." Yuuji sat down beside him. "Everything will be fine. And if it isn't, we three will run away together. We'll have a small house on the hills with a tea shop in the front. You and I will go work in the tea farms and she will sell tea to any traveler or tourist or anyone passing by. We'll all be fine. I promise.”

Ryo let out a small smile and patted his brother's cheek. Sighing, he placed his hand in yours, the blood on his knuckles dry and raised. "Did you really need to do this to yourself?”

"Or what? Let that son of a wench have his way with you?”

"I thought that's what you intended, the way you…”

"You maim my heart, woman. You really thought I'd let a vulture have you while I'm still alive and standing?" This was the first time he called you a woman and not a little girl. Maybe knowing another man wanted you made him see you as a woman.

"Aniki, you scared her. You know that, right? I know you were enraged but…”

"That's alright. She can stomach it.”

You looked up to meet Ryomen's gaze, intense and wanting. But wanting for what?

"She fainted, Aniki.”

"That's because she doesn't eat." Ryo smirked. "Yuuji, why don't you go and get some food for all of us?”

You held your breath as Yuuji walked out the door, the ever so compliant, sweet and understanding younger brother, and you were left alone with the tough, delinquent, taller, smirking, challenging older one. You kept cleaning Ryo's hands, your cheeks tepid and chest flushed with all the blood in your body. He grabbed your wrist in an iron grip, bringing it to his lips. He didn't kiss it, just held it there like he was craving your touch.

"I'll become so strong and powerful, bugs like him would think twice, thrice, several times before even looking at you. You'll have nothing to be scared of. Ever.”

You nodded, smiling. Ryo's gaze was so soft at that moment; it was almost a gateway to his soul. For the first time in a decade, when you touched his hand, you could almost tell what he was feeling. His guards were down; he was letting you in on all his secrets. Your fear of him from earlier had dissipated completely, replaced by a warmth you had never felt before. For anyone else. Was this love? The same love your mother had always told you about? She had said, it'd feel just right, that your palm would fit into theirs and their smell would be something you'd recognize even if you were blindfolded.

It did feel right. To know that Ryomen would protect you gave you a sense of relief. You somehow knew the warmth in your heart was reciprocated by him. And for that, you were both grateful and scared.

Your faces inched closer, your heartbeat like a war drum in your ears, but before he could bridge the gap between your trembling lips and his open, smirking mouth, screams from outside the house startled you.

"Bring out the wench," the people shouted.

"Set her on fire.”

"What a disgrace! She seduced the young Lord.”

"Such a shame!”

"No, that is not what happened." You heard your mother trying to defend you, going out of her usual vocal range of what was considered a meek woman. "No, listen, please. My daughter would never. She has grown up in front of your eyes. You know the kind of girl she is.”

You rushed to the doorway, and Ryomen followed. When the people saw you, their screams only grew louder. "Burn her," they said. "Burn her." All of them were servants and guards of the house, colleagues of your mother, people who had once told you that you were just like their own daughter. Their jostling pushed your mother to the ground and you couldn't help but descend into the mob. You heard Ryo's pleas for you to stay back but you couldn't let your mother be victim to a stampede.

The people cornered you, separated you and your mother from Ryo. He tried to push his way through but there were just so many people.

"Answer our questions, wench. Why did you try to besmirch the good young Lord's name and reputation?”

"Weren't you scared for your own good?”

"Who will marry you now that you've given your body up to the young Lord?”

"I will." The answer silenced the whole crowd. With tears in your eyes, you looked up. You knew the voice. The soft yet determined voice that rarely took no for an answer. Your best friend who you always confided in, who knew everything about you. Well, almost everything.

Yuuji came forward and took your hands in his. Several mouths gasped put loud at his gesture. You turned your gaze to where Ryo was standing and saw his face, ashen, like he just realized he'd made a grave mistake.

"I..." Yuuji clasped your hand tighter. "I wanted to talk to you about this for a long time but... I... I also wanted to wait until I had a proper job. But seeing these people vilify you like this, I thought this was the right time. I know what actually happened and that you're an honest woman. What am I saying? Even if you weren't, and if I had your consent, of course, there's nothing I'd like more than having a family with you. What... what do you think? Well you don't have to answer rightaway. Obviously, you need to talk to Okaa-san and I need to talk to Aniki. And…”

"Yuuji," You stopped him from continuing to badger. "I... I don't know what to say." What could you have said that wouldn't have hurt him, and destroyed your decade-long friendship?

You turned your head again, only to see Ryo heading back inside the shed he had been banished to. You needed to know what he was thinking. Did he really have nothing to say?

The crowd was disappearing, disappointed that their bullying had no satisfactory conclusion. You sent Yuuji and your mother back too before rushing to Ryo.

Just as you had feared, you saw him packing clothes and essentials into a bag you had once sewn together for him. "Ryo, what are you doing?" You asked but there was no answer. "Ryo? Ryo?" You followed him around as he picked up more things from around the room. "Ryo, talk to me. Please.”

"Congratulations are in order, I suppose."

"What? No! Ryo, stop." You stood in between him and the doorway. But he was too strong. He picked you up and sat you down on the bed before starting to head out. "Why are you leaving?”

"I have no place here, not now at least.”

"What–”

"Tell me, woman." He turned to you, his bag slinging from his broad shoulder. "Who am I to you?”

You scoffed. As if, that could be put into words. He was the boy who walked behind when Yuuji showed you around town, looking out for any signs of terror. He was the boy who filleted fish for you because he knew you hated chewing on bones. He was the man who almost killed the bastard that wished to consume you. He not only had your heart, you were ready to sacrifice your soul for him.

"See?" He scoffed too.

"What am I to you?" Your question paused him in his tracks. He turned and smiled. Not a smirk, a genuine smile. A melancholic smile. "If it is so easy to put into words, you do it then. What am I to you?”

"A reason.”

Ryomen was already gone before you could interrogate him further. At the time, you had no idea that'd be the last you saw of him, the real him. You sat there, for who knew how long, grieving your friendship, your love, your innocence – all gone in a single day – before Yuuji came back with a tray of food.

"Where's Aniki?" He asked, setting it down.

You composed yourself before answering, lying, "I don’t know. He was gone by the time I came back.”

"Are you–?" Yuuji crouched down in front of you, holding your hands again. There was a lot of eagerness in his grasp, a little impatience too. "Are you still tensed about what happened out there?”

You nodded, sniffling and rubbing off the tears you shed for his brother with the back of your hand.

"Don't worry. They can't hurt you. Not while I'm here. And..." He sensed your concern. "It has got nothing to do with my question, okay? Even if you say no, that's okay too. I'll still always be there for you. Always.”

"What am I to you?”

"What?”

"Yuuji, what am I to you?" You needed to know if there was a simple answer to this question.

He looked around, as if the answer was in the room. When he couldn't find it, he said, "You... You are my best friend. Is that enough?”

"Yes.”

"Great! Now, come, eat something please.”

"No, Yuuji, I meant, yes.”

His eyes grew wider, finally realizing what you meant. "Yes?”

You nodded. "Yes, I'll marry you.”

Until that moment, you weren't sure if this was such a good idea. Even when you actually uttered the word. But the beaming smile on Yuuji's face made it all worth it. All of it, even knowing that your best friend was going to marry a woman who will always love another man more.

please don't copy my work, or publish it elsewhere without my consent. all banners are from pinterest.

[getozitos]

sister complex.

(itadori x reader)

summary: it was a shock for you to find out that your little step-brother was spending his money on sex toys. you, as his older sister, should take care of him.

c.w: step-siblings, stepcest, sex toys, boob slap, boob sucking, needy!yuuji, older!reader, 2 year age gap, breeding, unprotected sex, degrading (dumb fuck, perv), overstimulation, edging, aged-up character (yuuji is 19).

it was on a warm evening that you came back to spend the weekend with your younger brother. even though you both were orphans at this point and weren't related by blood, you still felt some warm and funny feeling on your stomach. in your brain, obviously, it was affection, and not whatever it is that your brain was thinking.

for your surprise and maybe horror, however, you came home to find your baby-brother fucking a realistic sex toy as if his life depended on it, his dick ramming inside the toy as he aggressively slapped the toy's boobs, crying in pleasure as he drunkly stuffed the toy with his dick.

"y/n..." he moaned, pinching the toy's nipple and passing his dick on it's clit, slapping the small pearl and making you gasp, making him wake up from his trance. "y/n! it's not like it!"

"yuuji!" you voiced, in a tone that not even you could describe, but it sounded like you were about to scold him.

"y-yes?" he murmured, putting his dick inside his pants again. thanks god he did, you could swear you were salivating for it.

"i didn't know you were a perv. oh my god, is this what i have created? a gooner?" you asked heavens, looking up to the sky as you approached him with your eyes gleaming.

"n-no, miss! i'm sorry! i'm sorry!" he sobbed, sitting down like the pathetic boy he was.

god, he was so cute.

you hugged his head and pressed it on your boobs, caressing his hair and shushing him.

"shhh... don't cry, baby. it's normal for boy's your age to desire women so much" you said, kissing his temple. "look, i can help you"

"really?" he asked, a guiltness on his eyes.

"really," you smiled, pushing the straps of your blouse down "suck on them."

and he did, hungrily. his arms hugged your waist tightly as he sucked on your boobs, his dick straining on his pants as you looked at the sex toy he was fucking; you smiled. you could see how much time he spent fucking it.

"you're so needy, aren't you?" you asked, your knee rubbing on his bulge as you caressed his hair. you didn't even notice how much your little brother has grown. "it's a shame you prefer to goon your brains out instead of getting a girlfriend."

he sucked harder on your nipple, gripping hard on you as he seemed too drowned in you.

"i'm sorry," he said, a guilty look on his eyes as he moaned like a needy bitch when your knee pressed harder on his dick. "i-i swear i'm not a pervert, y/n! i was just-"

"well, you were fucking a sex toy and calling your sister's name as you railed a toy, yuu. what else could you be?" you frowned, getting on his lap, finally.

he gasped a bit, trying to find the words to defend himself, but the only thing he could find himself to do was to force you down, his dick grinding on you and making you hold your moans while he didn’t; no, you could listen to his moans very well. "it's just that- i missed you so much."

he breathed out, his voice muffled by the way he seemed to drive himself deeper into your boobs, trying to comfort himself.

"it's okay, yuu. your sister is here now, hm? how about you fuck her instead?" you whispered, like a little devil bringing him to madness, and god, you knew the effect you had on him.

"r-really?" he asked, eyes finally looking at you, gleaming with hopes of you saying yes. and you did, nodding positively as he smiled to you.

finally changing the position, he held your leg up to his waist, opening you wide enough for him to see you, pushing your panties to the side and breathing out to the sight of your folds, as wet as he imagined it to be. he chuckled in a subtle happiness, and you didn't even notice when he pulled his dick out and rubbed it on you, your clit aching for it just as you wanted to.

"calm down, yuu" you said in a mewl as he slapped his dick on your cunt "don't torture your sister like that"

"i'm sorry," he repeated "i've always wanted to do this"

"you've always wanted to do a lot of things," you breathed out "you have the chance now."

he smiled, leaning in for a kiss which you blocked away.

"i didn't mean kissing, yuuji" you pouted.

"sorry, y/n. i've always wanted to kiss you!" he said, pouting too as he had his hand on your boob.

"earn it" you said, making him frown. "fuck me, ok? if it's good enough for me to cum, i'll let you kiss me" you proposed, and he eagerly nodded, smiling and slapping your boobs.

finally grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to him, ramming it inside your pussy. it earned a moan loud enough from you to make you shiver and grip his shoulders tightly.

"god, yuuji! i told you to calm down!" you cried, legs tightening on your waist and bringing him unfortunately closer.

"sorry!" he moaned out, groaning as he felt lost inside you, your pussy was so good on him that he just couldn't help but thrust it into you until you felt weak. "fuck, y/n! you're so good!"

you had to slap him out of it. your hand going straight up to his cheek as you held his face making him look into your eyes. god, you we're so beautiful he could feel himself ache inside you.

"i swear to god, itadori, if you don't listen to me and calm yourself right now i will strangle you so hard you will cry." you threatened. "you dumb fuck."

well, surprisingly enough, being threatened and cussed at seemed to make him even more excited, you could feel him throbbing inside you.

"and if you cum without me allowing you to, i swear you wont stop cumming." that didnt seem like a threat. not at all.

not until he cummed, and you started edging him like your like was dependent on it.

hips moving quickly, pussy tight and warm on him, boobs bouncing on his face; god, it was a torture to have you like that and not cum inside you. you were so pretty riding him like that, desperate until you weren't anymore, changing rhythms and going slower just to edge and overstimulate him.

"y/n, please!" he begged, crying as he tried to move his hips on you.

"please what?"

"please, let me cum! please, please!" he begged, panicking and trembling as he felt himself so close to cum.

"why should i? you already came earlier" you said, bouncing on him and pinching your nipples just to tease you.

"please! you're too good, i couldn't hold myself! please!"

he breathed out, head falling behind as he held the sheets since you prohibited him to touch you.

"what would i win with it?" you asked, panting and making your pussy squeeze him in.

"i'll do whatever you want! please! dishes, laundry, everything! just please let me cum!" you answered with a moan, gripping his shoulders harder as you felt yourself ready to cum too.

"okay," you said "you can cum already"

you breathed out when he actually came inside you, his dick shooting rope after rope inside you and filling you good as you, on the other side, squirted on his dick and earned a chuckle out of him followed by a slap on your butt.

"pervert" you whispered, head on his shoulder

"well, you're the one who squirted"

"dont act like you didn't cum twice" you said "gooner"

"hey! i'm not a gooner!" he said, arms hugging your waist.

maybe you both were siblings after all. i mean, this kitty-cat argument didn’t even matter. you both started fucking again right after it. so, really, did it matter? no, not when he was pounding you.

[ohkkotsuu]

𝐈𝐁𝐓 — 𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐅 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆! choso kamo.

ৎ୭ PAIRING: choso kamo x gender neutral reader (they/them pronouns used, unspecified anatomy)

ৎ୭ ABOUT: your boyfriend never experienced many things from the normal human world, as a half-curse. he's fully convinced that he needs to be a better boyfriend. so, he'll do his best to be the best for you. he sets some rules to be a boyfriend, a good one.

ৎ୭ CW/TW: SFW. choso is just so sweet i wanna bite him, overprotective behavior (a bit), choso is a simp and he wants to marry you, this is really just him being head over heels for you, choso calls you some petnames, itadori and nobara are mentioned (not as a couple)! fluff. straight up fluff. i just wrote a lot of him being silly about you lololol maybe this will become a series?? with other characters maybe. also, please, if you enjoy it, tell me about it! i would love to interact more with reblogs and comments from you all.

CHOSO never knew what to expect from the future, always being surprised by the violent turns in his life. lose two of his brothers, find a new brother — and certainly, he hadn't expected to have his heart so deeply won by you. nor win yours back. a sweetness of fate after so much sourness, which he hoped to make it last.

so choso became your partner (apparently, a modern term is boyfriend, so that works too). however, he has no idea how to be a good boyfriend. that makes choso resort to the best wingman he knows, an expert in people and relationships — his brother, yuuji itadori.

and it's from there that choso actively engages in what yuuji called “intensive boyfriend training”.

said training consists in watching hours of romantic movies, flipping through cliché books with good male leads, even retorting to reading shojo manga to know how to act romantic. yuuji even enlisted the help of a friend, nobara, so they only have quality content for training. no toxic male leads, no weird unconsensual stuff. only the best examples so he could become the best boyfriend. choso wants to know everything about how a guy should act to be a good boyfriend. after all, you're his world, and you deserve the best and the best only.

curses acquire information from the brain of the vessel they inhabit, but choso himself has no relationship experience. Centuries of his life were focused solely on protecting his siblings, and that is still one of his priorities — but, another priority is also you. he sets down some personal rules to himself, just so he can guide his heart through this whole “being a good boyfriend” thing.

his number one rule is never lie to you. never. doesn't matter the circumstances, choso will absolutely always be truthful and honest with you. relationships are based on trust, love and sharing. you are the person who showed him that there are ways to love someone beyond platonic — and, in return, you'll have his heart and he'll have yours. you are a partner for life in his eyes, and he would trust you with everything.

he's always truthful about things: where he's been, who he's been with, how he's feeling, he doesn't hide anything. choso even overshares every now and then. in his eyes, there is not even a single reason to lie to you. originally, he hesitated at the question of “how are you?” if he wasn't doing alright. choso wanted to be your white knight, the one who could protect you and his brothers without having to be weak. he slowly opened up as he realized it wasn't wrong to be weak. another valuable lesson you taught him.

if he is not feeling well, he will be sincere and say that he is not feeling well. choso will usually asks for what he wants — hold your hand, cuddle, kisses, anything really. he is also very honest when you ask for outfit opinions, for example — he admires how different colors suit you, how different types of fabrics of many different looks adorn your body. you usually need to call him more than once.

“choso.”

“hm? yes, baby?”

his heart skips a beat when he sees your smile. “you're staring. did you like this one?”

unfortunately, his opinion for visuals isn't exactly helpful, per say. he thinks everything look pretty in you, and he'll be very straightforward about it, because it's never about the attires you wear for him, no — you are insanely perfect. you're what makes this clothes pretty, not the opposite. you are what makes his world more worth living.

“I love everything you wear. you look amazing in everything.” the corners of his mouth lift up a bit as he give you the usual lovey-dovey stare.

you giggle a bit, unable to stop yourself from thinking that he's just so cute, staring at you like that. as if you were the moon and the stars. or even more than that.

“thanks, choso, but we've been here for half an hour. I need help to pick an outfit.”

the second rule he sets for himself is to protect you and care for you. he's absolutely never taking you anywhere risky. he'll do anything to be sure you're safe — anything he can. choso is always off guard for you, you make him feel safer than ever. but he's not relaxing about other things.

he would never forgive himself if you were hurt because he's too relaxed. he doesn't always have to be perfect, he knows, but he will still give every last drop of his own blood for your safety and your smile.

he's always keeping an eye out for suspicious people or cursed energy. if any signs of danger appear, he is ready to catch you on his arms, bridal style, and just run away to get you somewhere safe — which has already created some situations that are as embarrassing as they are amusing. another option is him entering on this intimidating mode, if not the immediate fight response.

he also doesn't like curses, even weak ones, around you. he acquired the habit of killing them immediately, being careful not to splash the purple blood of the spirits on you. he also carries around a tissue, either to wipe his face if a drop or two has spilled or to wipe his hand — he would never hold your hand while his is dirty like that. this is his version of “boyfriend who kills bugs for you” (to be fair, he would kill bugs too, if they're bothering you). choso was surprised when he learned that this is something boyfriends do for their partners, watching it on a romance series where a guy kills a bug when his love interest was too scared to do the same.

he's protective, but he's trying to be careful not to scare you or be creepy. he pulls you by your waist, always so gentle, staring daggers at a guy at the mall, scaring him away.

“choso.” he turns his head to you, and his eyes soften immediately. “what are you doing?”

“that man was staring at you.” he says, a bit grumpy. you only giggle and lean in to give him a kiss on the cheek — something that makes his face pink and a soft smile creeps it's way into his expression.

“thank you. but you didn't had to scare him, I know that guy. he's an acquaintance of mine.”

“oh. should I get rid of him?” he asks.

“choso, no, that's not what I meant—”

the third rule is something he made up seeing romantic movies: be a gentleman. he was doing that already, by taking care of you, showing his love, but according to yuuji and nobara, people love when their boyfriend is kind and does stuff for them. which made choso really confused.

“people get..impressed, when their loved ones show affection and minimum care or respect?” he can't really understand it, but if it's what will make him a better boyfriend, he'll become the most cliche of a gentleman.

(he's totally unaware that he is one already, and that no one was expecting him to do more).

so he looks for all kinds of opportunities to do something for you. place your orders in stores if you are too shy to do so, carry your shopping bags for you, put his coat over your shoulders when it's cold.

the “problem” is that it becomes something on a medium-large scale. you don't carry anything around choso, he carries everything for you. even small bags. the only thing with you should be a purse or backpack (if you wear any of those), and even with that he offers to carry it for you.

then there comes a day when you two are walking and choso stops. before you can ask him what's wrong, he picks you up on his arms. you cling to his shoulders with a surprised yelp. one of his arms is under your legs and the other supporting your back like a groom carrying his bride — as he hopes that one day, he will be that to you. and much more.

he just carries you for a few moments more without even complaining. he never complains. he loves carrying you, doing things for you, and you weight nothing to him.

“choso, what are you doing? what was that for?” he looks down at you.

“there was a mud puddle in the way, dear. if you crossed it, you would get your shoes dirty.” he explains nonchalantly, with you still on his arms. he seems ready to put you down, if you ask for it.

you both know he would have you bridal-style on his arms for a whole day if you let him.

hearing your giggle makes his heart flutter. although, one of his eyebrows raise softly.

“choso, we could have just skirted around the puddle.”

“oh.” he hadn't thought of that.

the fourth and final rule is never forget. he should never forget anything about you or involving you. dating anniversary, your birthday, this man has it engraved on his memory. he understands that these are special days not only for human customs, but for him personally — after all, your dating anniversary is a celebration of one of the happiest days of his life. the day you and him became a couple.

he certainly thinks that day would only be surpassed by your future wedding anniversary. but these things can wait. the wedding can wait. he's happy just by being with you.

it memorizes all your preferences, from the simplest to the most complicated. he knows what kind of movies you like, which series you hate, which food you prefer for every situation. he has your favorite brands decorated so he can get those for you. choso memorized all your orders in coffee shops or diners so he can order for you, too. it also learns if you have allergies.

sometimes he can't really believe that humans have such organisms. resist some diseases, but if you eat a tomato being allergic, something like this kill a human? impressive.

if you are in a situation where another person is hanging out with you and they ask for something “wrong”, choso will politely correct them.

“no, actually, they're allergic to those.”

“my partner asked for this, actually.”

people may think he's being arrogant, by correcting everyone about what you want — but what surprises everyone, even you, is that he always get it right. he knows your gift preference: what items you like the most, or, if you like it, handmade gifts. he learns how to do those for you.

with a lot of help from the internet, yuuji and some moral support from nobara, choso sucefully made you a bracelet. he hands it to you carefully, a bit scared that you won't like it. it's one of those bracelets with letters on it, it reads:

“cho loves you”. you look at him, and he seems shy. this is the first time he actually made something instead of buying something.

“ran out of letters, so there was no way to have another S and O.” his tone is a bit apologetical, and his cheeks are pink. “I made it for you.”

before he can say anything else, you pull him for a gentle, sweet kiss. even such lovely action knocks the breath out of his lungs and makes his head spin. your smile when you lean back makes choso think he's in heaven.

“thank you, choso. I loved it, I loved it so much! help me put it on?” you ask with those cute puppy dog eyes.

and of course you could put the bracelet on for yourself, you both know it. but he accepts any excuse to touch you, and you want to see him do it. while he helps you with your new jewelry, it reminds you of the day he slipped a dating ring on your finger.

“done, baby.” he says softly, eyes laying on the bracelet and moving to your hand, where a ring that matches his adorn one of your fingers. his fingertips touches it softly and he smiles, whispering: “I'll marry you someday.”

“what was that, choso?”

“nothing.” he looks away, embarrassed. but in a way, you both know it: it's a promise.

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[nortonluv]

Jujutsu Kaisen Imagine #2

Character/s: Itadori! Sukuna x Fem! Reader, Itadori Yuji

(AU: No curses, Yuji and Sukuna are Brothers with Sukuna being the older one)

Warnings: Reader and Yuji are idiots. But we love them for it.

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Ko-fi

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Imagine:

Recently getting engaged to Sukuna. He's rough around the edges, and on the inside too. Everything about him is a bit rough actually. But he's softer when he's with you and his brother.

Anyway, he's stood in your kitchen with you not too far away as he's become so attached to you knowing he's your fiancé and you his. Making food, as one would assume.

All is calm and quiet as the two of you do your things near one another. A comfortable silence.

Until *BAM!* Yuji!

He slams open the door and rushes to your kitchen, his hair ruffled and eyes wide.

The sudden noise alerts both you and Sukuna but he soon relaxes at the sight of his little brother. Going back to making whatever it is he's making.

"You two-" He crouches down a little bit to try and catch his breath as he barely huffs out the rest of his sentence, "you.. Engaged?!"

He didn't know until now? It's been a week, someone was bound to bring it up to him?

You look to Sukuna who just wears a sly smirk, knowing that he purposefully hadn't told Yuuji to get a big reaction out of him.

You nod and smile at him, Yuji visibly becomes more giddy at the thought of being your brother-in-law

"We can finally be sis-.." He stops himself before trying again. "We can finally be Siblings in law! I get to be your brother and you'll be my sister!"

"So you're going to ignore what you almost said then?" Sukuna's smirk widens as he teases Yuji.

"Oh Yuji, we can be sisters in law if you want," I laugh as he tries to hide his own building laughter.

"We'd make great sisters, don't you think?"

Yuji's voice gets higher as he tries to mimic a feminine voice, "Ooh girl, I've got Gossip for you ~

He winks at you cheekily as you almost fall from your seat with joyful tears spilling from your eyes

"Babe, spill. Now." You exaggerate your own mannerisms.

Behind you both, as you continue your dramatic recreation of you and Yuji's as sisters, is a chuckling Sukuna. Just glad you're already part of their little family.

[yril-writes]

— CHAPSTICK

synopsis ; a recent video you just watched showed these lipsticks that had different flavours, it piqued your interest and decided to order some to try it on, until then it started going south.

scenario ; yuuji and sukuna are siblings but not just that but both of them are your boyfriends! this au is set in a college life with you with no curses, just a normal setting.

type ; drabble

include/s ; sukuna & yuuji

pairing/s ; character × fl! reader

genre ; fluff, wholesome and with a hint of spice

word count ; 0.9k

There was this video where lipstick had different kinds of flavour, it intrigued you and went ahead to buy two different flavors. Since you weren't much of a fan of putting on normal lipstick where you unconsciously taste it only to give off a bitter like after taste. On to the flavours that you choose is strawberry, in a shade of a glossy red rose and the other one is lemon, it has a transparent base but still gives off a nice gloss. Looking at the reviews in the shop of the chapsticks, both of these flavours are their best seller and had good reviews, so without any hesitations you were immediately tempted to buy it. It didn't take too long until the package arrived in the apartment you shared with the Itadori twins which was sponsored by your relative, the Itadori siblings immediately were curious about the package that just arrived and watched you open it only to reveal the flavoured chapsticks. "Lipsticks again, (Y/N)?" Sukuna sighed in disbelief and scurried his way back to his beloved couch. The other twin, Itadori Yuuji decided to stay. He was curious about those chapsticks you bought and noticed that it had flavours, cheerfully he opened one up and the smell of strawberry filled his nostrils, it was a pleasant scent indeed. "It smells like a strawberry! I thought it was just a design, does it taste like strawberry as well, (Y/N)?" Giving him a nod as a response, Yuuji didn't hesitate to apply some to his lips, by that he can confirm that the gloss is indeed edible and kept on applying it to his lips.

Puckering his lips up, with his tongue sliding over the top of his lips looks too good to even watch him do it. Tempted at the sight, slowly adjusting your position, to be near Yuuji. Even before he could even react, you've already planted your lips over his. The sweet scent of strawberry whiffs through your nostrils and the sweet and sour taste of the strawberry flavoured chapstick rolls to your taste buds. Placing both of your hands over the back of his neck as if pulling him even closer and deepening the kiss, his rugged breathing and warmth can be heard and felt, you couldn't help yourself to moan slightly under your breath. (Tastes so sweet...) it didn't take too long for the chapstick on Yuuji's lips to fade due to the amount of kissing plus tasting. It didn't even look kissing anymore, it's as if both of you were craving not only for the flavour but at each other. Pulling apart from Yuuji, you both stared at each other with these lustful eyes not even batting an eye to Sukuna who has been watching them from the start. "If the both of you kept going, I would've felt jealous. Did you forget that I am still here?" with an annoyed toned Sukuna sighs in disbelief. But you could only look at him with those eyes of yours, as if you wanted more and you did. Grabbing the other chapstick from the box, you made your way towards Sukuna sitting on a couch across the room, sitting on his lap comfortably, you gently slide the chapstick onto his lips, spreading it throughout to give the right amount. The lemon chapstick didn't have that much color, since it's transparent it only made Sukuna's lips glossier and juicy. Just staring at those lips of his made you think how it will taste like, especially on his lips at that. "If you're going to have a taste, then get to it." slightly tugging on the roots of your hair and pulling you closer, enough for you to smell the scent of lemons on his lips. You couldn't hold it anymore, starting with a peck on the lips, some of the chapstick was transferred to yours, sliding your tongue on your upper lip, the taste of sour lemons filled your mouth, the taste of it was enough to make you drool and even want more. "Just a peck? You went away devouring Yuuji's lips and I got a peck?" he says as he pretends to even sulk, looking to the side with his eyes closed. (Is this grown ass man really sulking right now? Jeez...) placing both of your palms on his cheek, slowly turning his head in your direction now facing you, Sukuna opens his eyes at the sight where you are seen to be kissing him,

Sukuna slightly opens his mouth and tongues soon intertwine, as if playing, the flavours of lemon was present at every exchange of the deep kiss until the chapstick on his lips soon fade. (Strawberry and lemon as chapsticks taste so good! And even smells good!) now jumping off from Sukuna's lap, you decided to write a review to that shop about the their chapsticks, leaving Sukuna and Yuuji high on their horses, you were in the zone that you neglected them as they call your name, until Sukuna throws a pillow hitting your head. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!" you yelled, throwing back the pillow that he threw, now looking at his direction he looked as if he wanted more and across the room Yuuji looks like a puppy in need of attention as well. The Itadori twins were just left there to dry, but they won't let that. "You started this, (Y/N). How about we finish it all." Yuuji says in a cheerful tone making his way towards the couch and sitting beside Sukuna. "Yeah, why not discover. I bet this can be put to a good use as well, not only here in the lips. Come, let's find out where we can put it to a taste, (Y/N)." Sukuna says in a playful manner with that grin of his paste on his fave, you already know that you're screwed. Like literally screwed.

a/n ; I think Tumblr doesn't like me at all, it's buggy as hell. I wish they would fix this. I can't even copy and paste my own work in and type word for word. Error here and there, my gosh.

tag list ; @sammushy

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[chuuyrr]

How about this request? AU where instead of Sukuna being the king of curses Scarlet Witch! Reader is the queen of curses, she was sealed inside her tiara for hundreds of years and was awakened by Yuuji after he touched her tiara, story follows canon but now Yuuji is the vessel of a witch who protects him and gives him advice

( imagine Yuuji with the scarlet witch’s tiara stuck in his head 😂😭 poor him)

itadori yuuji becoming the vessel of scarlet witch! reader instead of ryomen sukuna — a jjk AU

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): major spoilers for jujutsu kaisen and multiverse of madness (wanda maximoff in general), jujutsu kaisen AU, roleswap w/ ryomen sukuna or the king of curses

╰➤ PAIRING(s): platonic! jujutsu kaisen x reader

╰➤ SYNOPSIS: instead of baby fushiguro or the reader being the scarlet witch and megumi's little sibling, in this AU, you are the so-called queen of curses, the scarlet witch, who had been sealed off for hundreds of years, until you had been awakened by itadori yuuji who becomes your vessel.

intro / scenario !

"you're telling me someone's keeping a special grade cursed object in a place like this?"

"correction—it's not actually a special grade cursed object. it just kind of is one, but either way, recovering it should be no problem HAHA!"

fushiguro megumi was enraged as he broke open the thermometer shed only to discover that the so-called "kind of" special grade cursed object was missing, and to be honest, he didn't understand what gojo meant. how could that said object be merely "kind of" cursed when he could sense faint traces of cursed energy?

megumi's questions about the special grade cursed object were answered when he went looking for it only to find it in the hands of highschool students, learning it from a pink-haired boy named itadori yuuji that his friends from his school's occult club had planned to unseal it.

after explaining what curses are to yuuji, megumi and yuuji hurried to where the occult club members were. a heavy pressure suddenly appeared in the atmosphere, causing goosebumps to rise on yuuji's skin as he froze.

despite megumi's warnings, yuuji still proceeded to the enter the school, bursting through the window to save his friend, who has the said cursed object, from the curse that was down the corridor.

both of them were quite stunned to see the special grade cursed object as yuuji picked it up. it was a headpiece, more specifically a tiara in deep maroon, but megumi quickly realized it wasn't cursed. it only felt cursed because of the ominous aura in beared, which was comparable to a special grade curse.

with another curse wreaking havoc in the school, this time targeting yuuji, he learns from megumi that the curse is after the tiara because of its immense energy.

"i just need cursed energy huh?"

"were you even listening to me? that tiara is not exactly a special grade cursed obje—!!"

megumi's eyes widened as he watched yuuji become motionless while holding the tiara with both hands slowly. yuuji's gaze darted towards it, as if he had fallen into a trance. in yuuji's perspective, could feel a gentle pull to it.

"itadori.. yuuji.." it was whispering to him. he could hear a serene voice from it—your voice.

[ song / background music suggestion for this next part ]

the tiara had suddenly floated into the air, much to megumi's surprise and concern. yuuji slowly reached out to it, allowing the pink-haired boy to get a better look at it. when yuuji made physical contact with it, a luminous golden glow burst from the tiara and filled his vision, nearly blinding him as the wind whipped up.

yuuji slowly lowered his arms from his eyes, finding himself staring in awe at a floating silhouette of a woman whose arms were outstretched towards him as he heard the whispers become louder.

"the scarlet witch is not born.. she is forged.. she has no coven.. or need for incantation.."

megumi rushed over to yuuji, who had collapsed to the ground and sucked in a sharp gasp of air. before megumi could ask if yuuji was alright, the ominous aura, the intense pressure from earlier, came to be.

yuuji suddenly lifted his chin, and megumi froze. the tiara had clung to yuuji, framing his face and brushing his pink hair up as his light brown eyes turned a menacing, glowing red. yuuji stood up slowly, ignoring megumi's concerns, and walked briskly towards the curse.

megumi watched in horror and in amazement as yuuji ever so gently twisted his hand, vermillion tendrils of psionic energy trailed from his fingers, balling into a sphere, and then yuuji shot it towards the curse with such expertise. and then again, and again, and again.

as those spheres of red psionic energy grew unusually large it wasn't long before he had completely exorcised the curse with his newfound immense power.

gojo satoru had arrived on cue, surprised to find the tiara stuck onto yuuji's head (or face), and that he still had control of his body despite scaring off megumi when he spoke in a voice that seemed to be mixed with an enticing, siren-like voice of a woman. yuuji did, however, end up absorbing the tiara in some way, much to megumi's dismay.

itadori yuuji and fushiguro megumi eventually learned that the aforementioned tiara is inhabiting the so-called queen of curses known as the scarlet witch.

according to gojo, the tiara and the said witch appeared miraculously hundreds of years ago. it wasn't a curse as it held no cursed energy, but the tremendous power it held was undoubtedly comparable to a special grade curse, hence why some curses dared to chase after it to consume it for power. it is also rumored and believed to have come from somewhere that isn't from their world.

"it's a wonder why the scarlet witch chose you as her vessel; many have attempted to summon and use the queen of curse's power before, but none have come close, except for you."

it begins rough with yuuji as your vessel, as you begin to manifest in the physical world in the same way that the special grade curse rika would. unfortunately, when you appeared in all your glory next to yuuji, almost translucent with glowing red eyes, you scared the shit out of nobara, megumi, and the others.

although yuuji had seen you before he was rendered unconscious by gojo as a result of the incident at school, you were quite terrifying yet mesmerizing in person, dressed in a black to dark red gradient of the scarlet witch robes, your fingertips an inky black color, your lids painted dark, sharp eyes and cheekbones as your manner oozed bloody confidence.

nonetheless, to yuuji, your [color] eyes bore sadness. loneliness and longingness even. so, despite gojo's and the higher-ups' warnings, yuuji began communicating with you, wanting to get to know you better.

"scarlet witch-san," was what yuuji would call you. you honestly find it odd how this boy, whom has now become your vessel, wasn't scared of you; he treated you with such respect.

"yes?" you asked him in reply, tilting your head to the side as you faced him.

"do you have a name? i doubt scarlet witch is your actual name," said yuuji with a smile.

you opened your mouth to speak, but immediately closed it. hundreds of years had passed, and because of what had happened in your world, and what you had done, you refused to use that name again—wanda maximoff—so you shook your head in response to him.

"hmm, can i name you then?" yuuji asked, stiffening and frantically waving his hands in the air when you furrowed your brows, "b-but only if you're okay with it, s-scarlet witch-san!"

"alright, you may give me a name," you nodded your head as your gaze softened.

yuuji's eyes shone brightly. he then held his chin thoughtfully for about a minute, only to snap his fingers as he considered one, "hmm, how about [name]? [surname] [name]?"

"[surname] [name]?" you blinked at him.

"yeah! she's a character from an anime I watch, and she looks exactly like you. you two have [color] eyes and [color] hair," yuuji explained.

"i like the sound of it.. [surname] [name].." a smile rose from your lips, which made yuuji grin even more as he saw you expressively like it.

"alright then! [surname]-san it is then!" yuuji exclaimed, fist pumping the air enthusiastically.

you said, tilting your head, "[name] is fine, yuuji."

"OK, [name]-san!" yuuji nodded with a smile.

headcanons !

╰➤ this alternate universe follows the canon jujutsu kaisen story, but unlike in the canon jujutsu kaisen world, where the king of curses is pretty much a jerk you can't count on, you, as the queen of the curses, were always there to support him.

╰➤ you would constantly give yuuji advice and comfort when he was in need, and you would not hesitate to protect him from harm.

"it wasn't your fault, yuuji."

"it's okay, i'm here for you."

"please don't blame yourself."

"listen, here's what you need to do."

╰➤ yuuji discovered you weren't as evil as you appeared as he got to know you better. you were actually quite motherly.

╰➤ you would immediately manifest and make your presence known. you would also take over yuuji's body when you see him being unable to fight or gravely injured so you could take on the said curse or enemy and heal him up.

╰➤ but, you avoid taking control of his body and would only do it when necessary. you weren't letting yourself become the same monster you were before when you learned how to dreamwalk and use the darkhold. never again.

╰➤ when yuuji faced the special grade curse together with megumi and nobara, you completely lent him your power and realized that you had made the right choice in selecting him as your vessel.

"scarlet witch, tell me, why pick itadori yuuji as your vessel?" gojo confronted you, almost in disbelief to find yuuji's supposedly battered body was completely patched up but currently, you were possessing his body.

"for centuries, i've been nothing more than the queen of curses, the scarlet witch, the one prophesied to either rule the world or destroy it," your voice overpowered yuuji's as you explained to the limitless sorcerer. as the tiara materialized on yuuji's face, his eyes glowing a menacing red color, "but the truth is, i want nothing more than solitude, especially after what i've done in the past—and then i heard his voice, what his heart desires—it's nothing like the curses or sorcerers that have dared to call me. his heart is pure. he reminds me so much of my sons."

╰➤ you also protect him from the inside. you know that scene with sukuna and mahito? yeah, replace sukuna with you. when mahito dared to enter and manipulate yuuji's soul, he was stunned to find you—the scarlet witch.

╰➤ yeah, you wrecked him up real good with your chaos magic like nothing, and strongly told him to keep out and for him to know his place.

╰➤ when yuuji accessed your memories as he gradually learned how to use your power as your vessel, he couldn't help but cry and sympathize with what you had been through.

╰➤ and even though you consider yourself as nothing more but a monster and a villain, especially with what you have done back in your world, yuuji tells you tells you otherwise :(

"i'm not a mother—i'm no longer a mother, yuuji. i'm a monster."

"that's not true, you're a mother to me."

╰➤ cue the waterworks when yuuji told you that, and after that, yuuji began openly calling you his mom because of how motherly and kind you are to him, and even to his friends, despite their fear and dislike of you at first.

╰➤ when the first-year students (megumi and nobara) realized you weren't the threat the others claimed you were, they came around. the second-year students were still wary of you, so that is still being worked on.

╰➤ gojo thinks you're really pretty, despite your appearance resembling a villainess of sorts, and may or may not have flirted with you, but he's genuinely grateful that you chose to be kind and help yuuji and the other students.

╰➤ you are extremely protective of yuuji to the point that you'd openly threaten the higher-ups or curses that dare hurt him. yuuji just reminds you so much of the sons you never got to have. you wondered what it would be like if you could keep your family. yuuji would definitely be your children's best older brother.

╰➤ yuuji doesn't say this outloud, but he sometimes dream of the dreams you have. with that, he is aware that you have nightmares about the past, about things you have done and deeply regretted. it makes him sad when he can't do much about it as it had already been done, but that doesn't change his view on you.

╰➤ you get angry whenever yuuji abuses your power to the point where he loses control, but only because you don't want him to end up like you. especially if you once messed up in your youth and ended up hurting or killing a large number of people. you do give him a hug afterwards and apologize for raising your voice.

╰➤ overall, yuuji has grown to love you and considers you to be his mother figure. yuuji would listen to and take into account your words, and he would apologize if he went too far and accidentally abused your powers.

╰➤ and you're grateful for him too :)

"[name]-san, thank you for choosing me to be your vessel," yuuji said as your translucent physical form loomed over him, your legs crisscrossed in the air.

you shook your head, smiling ever so softly down at him, "no, thank you, yuuji."

yuuji's eyes widened in confusion, "eh? what are you thanking me for?"

you planted your feet on the ground. you then trotted towards yuuji and enveloped him in your embrace, to which he felt as something ghostly cold yet comforting.

"thank you for choosing me to be your mom." was your response to him as a single tear streamed down your cheek, especially as you embraced him more tightly in your grasp.

[ author's notes ! hello everyone, chu here :) thank you so much for reading until the very end. hope you enjoyed it. tbh, it's been a while since i've written for an alternate version of our beloved scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader.

tbh, this one made me real sad because even though i like sukuna (aside from gojo and toji that is), he's a menace. 💀

plus, our poor yuuji-bby as already been through so much !!

with this alternate version of the scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader we know and love, yuuji's not so lonely anymore. not only is he the vessel for you, the "queen of curses", who cares very much about him, he sees you as his mom !! something that a certain person failed to be 😒😒😒

also just to clarify, i based off the reader's background to mcu! wanda maximoff, particularly the aftermath of multiverse of madness, the main reason you're known as the queen of the curses becauses centuries ago, after the multiverse of madness incident back at your world, you fled and transported to the world of jjk wherein some stuff happened, hence why you became known as the queen of curses, but you ended up getting sealed off in your tiara ]

[tonkatsubowl]

sukuna's vessel — i

gojo satoru x fem!reader

🛑 nsfw themes. mdni. violence, heavy gore description, etc.

series chapters; part two. ✦ part three. ✦ part four. ✦ part five. ✦ part six...

summary: you are a special case. just like itadori yuuji, you also swallowed a piece of sukuna's finger to save yourself from a dire situation, but to compare both you and yuuji, sukuna's consciousness does not resonate within you but the powers you possess from the king of curses. however, your mysterious cursed energy and your ability to fight certainly brought you to a new chapter in your life—or rather, a novel...

the memory itself was old, but you could remember it as though it had happened only a few moments ago.

the incident occurred a few months ago. well, almost a year, to be exact...

just like the zenin clan, your family was rather well known. the bloodline was known to possess the greatest of sorcerers for hundreds of years, especially in the medical field and in the martial arts. however, you were the first person to change the history of your family permanently... alternating the route of your bloodline to a potential downfall.

your family, for whatever reason, had heavily worshiped a false "god"—where they believed sukuna ryōmen was their savior and the one to rewrite earth, extinguishing humans and claimed it as judgement day. your family was indeed a cult, and you were unfortunate to be born in it.

you were the first born child, and the oldest child. although you had two younger siblings siblings, you were treated with a lot more respect from your parents than they did. they gave you high expectations but you met them, but your siblings were, well, neglected.

in truth, your siblings weren't as successful as you were. for whatever reason, they were unable to successfully manipulate cursed energy into weapons or even use the basics of it in battle. you could do all of this.

...but unfortunately, all good things come to an end, and the truth eventually reveals itself; you were a successful vessel chosen out of all three. each generation was required to have at least three children, and among the three, one of them would become the sacrificial lamb to ryōmen sukuna as an offering. and you were chosen.

but you weren't killed like the rest—your parents had another plan, compared to their late parents.

they had obtained the finger of ryōmen sukuna.

after revealing the truth and feeding onto your trauma, they had you bound to a chair, tied up. there were candles in the room, and you could barely see anything, but you could see the bodies of your younger siblings when they had tortured and killed them in front of you. you were exhausted, mentally, and you had lost all will to move... but you couldn't give up. not here, not yet.

your siblings' last wish for you was to proper, no matter what. and you would make sure your family's dying wish would come true.

"you will eat this, y/n." you hear your father say, presenting the finger of sukuna settled upon a silver platter, "and your cursed energy will be greater."

you remember eyeing that disgusting piece of flesh. you weren't disgusted or grossed out. you looked at it blankly, as your eyes have already seen the horrors of your siblings' death. a single finger did not faze you in the slightest.

"..." whether or not you would oblige to his demand, he approached you with a wicked smile. "finally, finally! we have finally reached to a successful point where we can finally reincarnate sukuna into the very flesh and blood of our beloved daughter." you hear your mother laugh as she jumped with joy, clapping her hands together with an insane smile on her face.

cursed energy will be greater, huh? reincarnate, become the vessel of the king of all curses, huh? you eyed at the physical manifestation of a curse, silent, still.

that was when your father had shoved the entire finger into your mouth, forcing you to swallow it. you remember hearing laughter, and eventually... something twisting your heart and stomach.

it wasn't long until you processed the merge of sukuna forcing himself into your flesh and blood, feeling his blood and his soul possessing every fiber of your being. you felt your strength increase tremendously, as well as your speed, your cursed energy... etc. everything about you that was once you was gone.

you bore the tattoos of sukuna amongst your body, but only a few, considering sukuna did not truly manifest upon your body, you had only gained his powers. you were silent, your head hanging low as your father and mother had laughed simultaneously as they watched your cursed energy form with sukuna's...

... then the ropes that held you in place had suddenly been cut off. you remember not even moving your arms, but you had cut your father's head off. you remember hearing your mother scream with fear, claiming that they had accidentally angered the god, claiming that they were not providing enough offerings. but in reality it was you. you were furious. you were fuming with rage. you were going to avenge your siblings and live by their final wishes.

your mother was eventually killed, too. lopping off her arms at first to torture her, then her head to provide a cruel death. covered in their flesh and blood, you looked your hands... silent.

you were unable to think, as you felt empty the entire time. revenge was... revenge. but why couldn't you feel anything? you haven't processed everything that has happened yet, so... you were simply here. taking it all slowly.

until an unwanted guest made himself known, entering the room you were in.

your eyes shift towards the stranger, finding a tall, broad-shaped man with sunglasses. there was a giant, stuffed toy walking next to him, waddling as it observed the scenery right with him as well.

that was the day you met principal yaga.

...and now here you were, stuck in jujutsu high as one of the "counselors"...or that's what you were assigned as on the surface, really. you stayed with jujutsu high not knowing where to go, but in truth, the higher ups of the association was intrigued to find another person to swallow sukuna as well but not actually manifest his consciousness. you had already met yuuji and sukuna, who practically vowed to own your feminine body with the intention of ill intent.

you were supposed to deliver some paperwork to satoru today, but because of your annoyance with him, you decided to avoid him today. you sat within your office, your eyes glued to your phone as you read the latest news line... a huge accident that killed hundreds. but you knew it was due to a curse, and not something natural.

leaning back against your seat, you pondered if you should just get up to go to satoru's class to deliver the paper, but... it was like your mind had betrayed itself when that blindfolded idiot busted through your door with that annoying smile of his. "y/n!" he called out to you, his little giggle that you despised so much echoed into your ears, "the principal told me you had some paperwork that i needed to retrieve?"

"you didn't need to retrieve anything," you remark with a tone of ice in your voice, "i was getting ready to deliver it to you." stuffing your phone into your pocket, you get up, waving the piece of papers in hand. "you were late on writing these reports, gojo. at least a month late. since kugisaki and itadori got injured, you took more than month to get their incident report filed to the higher ups."

satoru giggled, shrugging his shoulders as he approached you. "ah? it seems you're in a sour mood today, y/n.~"

"don't call me by my first name, gojo." you sneer. "last name. last name!" you wanted to knock the blind folded idiot upside on the head, but you knew his little infinity blessing would protect him from your little assault. "here, these are the report approvals by the higher ups. keep a copy, and—"

"i know, y/n." he says, his smile widening as he reached out to grab the stack of papers in your hand. "i know my job well, as much as you do. i think you're a bit too worried, y'know. sounds to me you need some dessert!"

you roll your eyes, letting the annoying teacher take the papers from you hand before proceeding to boop you on the nose. "ugh, shut up," you murmur.

"what if i got you some mochi, huh?" satoru tilted his head. "will that make you a little less grumpy?"

you roll your eyes again, ignoring the man's offer. though, mochi didn't sound so bad. you would turn your back to him as you began to leave your office, but instead he'd slam a hand at a wall, blocking your path to escape. your eyes slowly peel towards him, unfazed by his action. that was when he leaned down, pinning you against the wall.

the both of you were silent... satoru leaned in, then—he peeled his hand away, chuckling.

"hehe. sorry, i just like to piss you off.♪"

he sung, before stepping back, allowing you to leave.

"i suppose that's obvious at this point, gojo. i'll see you later."

that was when you stepped out of the office, finally leaving.

you sigh. you need a vacation or something...

[ao3feed-itafushi]

War Chant

by Maceson Sukuna always knew he was destined for greatness, born from former NFL star Jin Itadori. So when he was offered the “cursed” running back position from FSU, he took it without hesitation ready to prove the world wrong about the Seminoles and bring the team to newfound glory. Y/N L/n on the other hand, always felt overshadowed by her older brother, Penn State’s star quarterback, so she decided to put her energy into academics. After not being accepted to any Ivy Leagues she settles for FSU with promises to make history in the environmental science field. When Sukuna’s coach threatens to suspend him because of his grades, he has no one to turn to but FSU’s science prodigy to help him. Words: 2596, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna, Itadori Yuuji, Okkotsu Yuuta, Inumaki Toge, Toudou Aoi (Jujutsu Kaisen), Nanami Kento, Getou Suguru, Kugisaki Nobara, Zenin Maki, Hakari Kinji, Mahito (Jujutsu Kaisen), Chousou (Jujutsu Kaisen), Zenin Naoya, Panda (Jujutsu Kaisen), Fushiguro Megumi, Fushiguro Toji, Mahoraga (Jujutsu Kaisen) Relationships: Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna/Reader, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna/You, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna & You, Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru & Gojo Satoru, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna & Reader, Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji, Kugisaki Nobara/Zenin Maki Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, College Football, Football, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Angst, Fluff, Drama, Blood and Injury, Graphic Description, Eventual Smut, Bad Decisions, I'm Bad At Tagging, science is cool, Environmental Science majors wya, Itadori Yuuji is Not Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna's Vessel, Itadori Yuuji & Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna are Twins, Itadori Yuuji & Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna are Siblings, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna is His Own Warning from AO3 works tagged 'Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji' https://ift.tt/cVSR3xX

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lore drop: reader and noritoshi kamo end up having 4.5 kids.

Satoshi Kamo who later takes the surname Itadori. Conceived in the culling games arc, miscarried, kept in a tube like the Death Paintings, later given physical form and raised by Yuuji (I'll battle canon if I have to). to their dismay, they look perfectly like a 50-50 copy of you and noritoshi. Despite the male name, they are genderless (miscarried before the sex organs were formed, so biologically female ig, but they aren't into the concept of gender) and swing wildly between pansexual and asexual. 'Satoshi' carries the same characters as 'Satoru', meaning 'wisdom, enlightenment, bodhi, clever', being named in his honour (Satoshi doesn't really like that tbh). Satoshi was blessed by Gojo while they were in the womb. As they were conceived and 'born' during the culling games, they have an insane amount of cursed energy, inherited both blood manipulation and distillation (chimeric soul), can do RCT, domain expansions, barriers and new shadow style techniques. They're one of the strongest sorcerers of the post-modern age, far bypassing their parents or siblings. They prefer alt/emo fashion, and really enjoy trying new foods with Yuuji. Even though they're a bit shy and reserved at first glance, they actually have a chibi sunshine personality. Satoshi, having been an incomplete foetus in a jar for a decade, really loves living life to the fullest. Fav food: anything new. will happily try weird food combos.

Naomi Kamo-Zenin, born at a time when reader and Kamo have left Shinjuku and are residing in France. They were unsure if they could go back to japan at this point of time, so they gave her a western-sounding name with japanese characters, meaning 'honest/direct/candid beauty'. technically their firstborn, since Satoshi was miscarried at birth. higher CE than younger siblings. inherited blood manipulation. She likes to go shopping with Chihiro, hates studying (weak at stem subjects), but good with people. She's been raised with the tacit expectation of leading the Kamo-Zenin Clan as the next head and takes it seriously. Looks more like you than Noritoshi even tho she has her dad's personality. Fluent in Japanese, English, French and Mandarin. Fav food: Slightly bitter things like dark chocolate and americanos.

Chihiro Kamo-Zenin, first child born back in Japan. his name means 'a thousand, generous, gentle, wise', with the character 'chi' = blood to represent the newly rebuilt Kamo-Zenin clan, tying them back to their old pure blood and of course, the esteemed blood manipulation technique that he also inherits, along with RCT. he was born at a time when his parents are doing their best to rebuild japan, and was raised by mostly nannies and Naomi in his early years. He's a shy young boy who likes to read books rather than go out, very obedient, intelligent and sensitive. His face is an exact copy of Noritoshi's. higher CE than younger siblings. The higher-ups want him to succeed as the clan head instead of his sister, even though he has no plans to do so. Vey close to Naomi. Fav food: anything dino-shaped.

Elder twin Asahito Kamo-Zenin, 'rising sun'. Younger twin Tsukiko Kamo-Zenin 'daughter of the moon', also named to honour Tsumiki. Megumi was staying with your family at the time of your difficult pregnancy with the twins. After their parents, he was the first person to hold them, and is very attached to both of them. the twins share both their (kinda low) CE and CT, i.e. at any point of time, only of them can use the Ten Shadows technique, which was a surprise to everyone including Megumi, who had to teach them how to control it. the twins are attached at the hip to each other, read each others minds, and do their best to be absolute menaces, being the only extroverts in the most introverted family. They haven't tamed anything other than the divine dogs yet. They mostly look like you but with their father's eyes. Fav food: Asahito likes crab platters and Tsukiko likes cold soba noodles.