#zenin jinichi

[ambafaerie]

Jujutsu Kaisen by Akutami Gege//This Be The Verse by Philip Larkin

[crescentmoonrider]

Truth

At six years old Ranta already understands the truth of this world and the lie of the clan. At nine, he knows how he will die. For the prompt : All of the Other Reindeer [@badthingshappenbingo]

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At six years old Ranta already knows the truth of this world : it isn’t the strong that survive and live well, but the ones lucky enough to be born up high.

Dad had the pitiful technique of a man from the lower branch and died pitifully before Ranta could even remember him. Mom broke her neck falling down the stairs going up to the compound, and it was another servant that found her body.

Ranta’s hands were too small and clumsy at the time to properly hold the chopsticks and put her bones in the urn. He doesn’t remember where her ashes are now.

Ranta is six and carrying trays and laundry to the main house, watching the lucky ones parade around in rich clothes that don’t fray and don’t look or feel rough at all.

Only Zen’in are sorcerers, and only sorcerers are human, and only the strong deserve to live – and yet Ranta barely feels human and still thinks that he doesn’t want to die.

Ranta’s technique is weak and useless, he knows this because dad had the same and still died, and because branch kids are nothing but dog meat sacrificed to keep the main line alive.

Only the Ten Shadows matters, and everyone else lives and dies only for his sake.

Ranta is six and knows he will die like dad, like mom, pathetic and worthless. He has no reason to expect anything else.

He is six when the head of Hei comes to watch a demonstration of the lower branch’s techniques, barely paying any attention as he drinks his sake. Jin’ichi-sama is only here for the sake of tradition, for the sake of pretending it is strength that matters and not only how close to power you are born. Everyone knows it.

Everyone knows it, and that’s why no one expects it when he calls Ranta up to him and says : “You have potential.”

Ranta’s nose is bleeding from overexertion, because he is weak and lacks training, and he can’t tell if his face flushes and his sight blurs from effort, or from the awe of seeing Jin’ichi-sama look down upon him in approval, and feeling his large hand envelop Ranta’s head like he imagines dad would have.

After this, Ranta is moved closer to the main house, stops carrying trays and laundry that aren’t exclusively Jin’ichi-sama’s, starts wearing clothes that feel soft against his skin. He trains under Jin’ichi-sama when he isn’t serving him, and each little word of encouragement, each warm touch on his shoulder or his head feels like one of the blessings he wasn’t born with.

Still, he doesn’t forget the truth of this world : the lucky ones are the ones who get to survive, and Jin’ichi-sama is simply sharing his own luck with Ranta now.

Without him, Ranta would be nothing.

It isn’t the strong that live well, he knew and still knows, and will forever know. If it was, the ghost he first heard of back in the lowest house wouldn’t be a curse in and of himself, and Jin’ichi-sama wouldn’t have ever felt the need to set his eyes on Ranta.

The ghost of the main family is a child two years older, who stares at Ranta with the anger of a vengeful spirit, and stands lower than Ranta ever used to, even though he lives in the main house.

He is strong, too. Jin’ichi-sama trains Ranta to support him, Ranta keeping the target immobile while Jin’ichi-sama crushes it at full power, the perfect helping hand to a technique that lacks in finesse and accuracy (Jin’ichi-sama’s words) – Toji needs none of this. Toji is fast and strong, accurate and powerful, all on his own.

Toji has no cursed energy.

Ranta thought himself worthless, and yet next to Toji his existence means the world to the clan, and to Jin’ichi-sama. Toji isn’t really a human, a person, a son. Toji is nothing except strong.

And yet, and yet, the lie of the Zen’in keeps on going that the only thing that matters is strength, and that is why the strongest sorcerer is the head of Hei, and the Ten Shadows will always be the head of the clan.

It isn’t that Ranta feels pity for Toji, it isn’t, either, that he hates him as much as Toji resents him. Something just feels wrong, is all. Or maybe not wrong, but odd. Uneven.

Ranta owes his current life to Toji’s curse, but he cannot be grateful. Cannot show any kindness, doesn’t have any reason to either because Toji is mean, to everyone and especially to Ranta, but he is also the only kid around the same age who isn’t one of Naobito’s horrible sons and it’s not that Ranta is lonely, he isn’t, cannot be when Jin’ichi-sama is so kind to him, but… but…

He doesn’t want to lose his place in the world.

It’s all that matters, this, and Jin’ichi-sama looking at him like dad would have. Ranta will do anything for this.

When Ranta is nine years old, Jin’ichi-sama’s wife dies.

He has never met her, she kept herself locked inside her room ever since giving birth to a defective child, but he knows Jin’ichi-sama loved her, or he would have divorced her back then.

Jin’ichi-sama doesn’t come to train the next day, doesn’t call Ranta to serve him either.

Ranta goes anyway.

He couldn’t get mom’s bones into the urn properly when she died, forgot where her ashes are. He doesn’t want Jin’ichi-sama to feel as lonely as he did back then.

When he reaches the main house from the courtyard, Toji is standing outside, glaring at Ranta like he expected him, like he’s been watching Ranta cross the garden from the start and Ranta just didn’t notice it. Maybe that’s the case.

“Go away,” Toji says. “He won’t train you today,” he says. Like Ranta is a stupid child who doesn’t even understand this much.

“I’m not here to train.”

“Go away,” Toji repeats. “We’re,” he catches himself, “he’s in mourning. You’re not family, so don’t come in.”

It’s a lie. They’re all Zen’in, even Toji, even someone who isn’t even a person. For some reason, Ranta doesn’t want to let him be mean today. Doesn’t want to hear those specific words.

“I want to present my condolences. I’m not leaving.”

He takes a step forward. So does Toji, grabbing Ranta’s collar and dragging him back, before throwing him onto the ground.

Ranta barely has the time to understand what happened before Toji punches him. And then he doesn’t have the time to understand anything anymore, except that it hurts and Toji is angry and shouting and straddling Ranta to hit him more.

“I told you” hit “to go” hit “away.”

Hit.

“No one wants you here !” Toji shouts at one point. “It’s all your fault ! You ruined everything !”

Ranta can’t even raise his hands to defend himself, much less speak up. He just lies here, taking in the punches and the words, and the emotion in Toji’s eyes that he recognizes for the first time.

It’s fear.

It’s always been fear.

The hail of hits stops as Toji is dragged up to his feet, and Ranta watches as Toji tries to explain himself and begs for his father to forgive him, panicked and hurried and so unlike himself.

It doesn’t stop the heavy blow he receives though, hard enough to make him keel over and throw up.

“I have no son,” Jin’ichi-san says in a cold, dead voice Ranta never heard from him before.

It scares him.

It scares him, too, when he doesn’t see Toji for a week after, when Jin’ichi-san doesn’t say where he took him.

It scares him when he finally understands, watching the doors to the underground training area open and feeling none of the cursed energy that should emanate from the numerous curses held within it.

Watching Toji slowly limp his way out, covered in blood and gaping wounds, with eyes so empty Ranta feels himself lose his footing and fall somewhere he doesn’t belong anymore.

At nine years old, Ranta understands the truths of this world : it isn’t the strong that get to live well, but the ones that are born lucky. Toji is the strongest of the Zen’in, and one day he will take revenge on them all, and he will kill them all with no struggle and no qualms. And when he takes Ranta’s life, then…

Ranta thinks he will deserve it.

[cursedvibes]

Jinichi zenin, noritoshi kamo and maki zenin for character ask

Thanks for the ask! Interesting choice of characters. I usually don't think much about Jinichi beyond that he's hot, so I hope my answer isn't too bland

Noritoshi

Sexuality Headcanon:

Gay. I think he hasn't really delved into it though because of the expectations of his family. He knows he's attracted to guys, but he also knows he's expected to marry and have kids in the future, so he's just trying to ignore both for now. Since the Kamo are the Edo or Heian era type of conservatives, not modern conservatives like the Zenin seem to be, I think they're actually relatively fine with homosexuality in itself. They don't care who you fuck or romance on the side as long as you continue to pass on their blood. There's extra pressure on Noritoshi to perform well though because of his CT and his mother not being part of the clan, so he feels like he has to prove himself and doesn't indulge in any kind of relationship one way or another. While he was in the clan at least. Things might change now.

Gender Headcanon:

I think he identifies as male, but that was also what was always expected of him. He has worth to his clan because of his CT and his sex, so that is what he is holding onto to make it to clan head. He has recently dabbled in trying to express himself differently and define himself outside of the Kamo Clan, so he might also start to rethink or question his gender. Even if he firmly stays a guy, he will see himself differently and have another perspective on it.

A ship I have with said character:

None really.

A BROTP I have with said character:

Maki. I liked their bonding over matricide and their fight in Sakurajima in general. I think Maki is exactly who he needs right now and who can give him some stability. Maki might appreciate his company as well. They are in a very similar situation after all. Both were thrown out of their clan, never seen as good enough, after having tried in vain to change it from within and now have to try to make a new start after losing everything. They also have complicated feelings about their mothers. Noritoshi still has his though and seems to have been able to reunite with her and her new family (if only we got to see that...). Maybe he could help Maki after all this is over as well, even if it's just a few encouraging words like she did.

A NOTP I have with said character:

Him and Choso. It's just no. I already don't like Choso and all I've seen of this ship makes it even worse.

A random headcanon:

He can be a bit stiff, but I think he mostly got along well and cared about the other students in Kyoto, he just wasn't always the best at showing it. I still think they were very important for his mental health and he would've been far worse off if he stayed with the Clan for his training. Going to the school is what allowed him to shake off some of that pressure and also be able to be exposed to other opinions besides the conservative rules of the Kamo.

General Opinion over said character:

I used to not have much of an interest in him, he just seemed like a stick in the mud with a kinda interesting backstory, but his introduction in the Culling Game made into one of my favourite jjk characters.

Maki

Sexuality Headcanon:

Lesbian and I think she's pretty confident and secure in it as well.

Gender Headcanon:

It's a bit difficult. I think she's somewhere in the middle leaning towards female. Her family and clan always denied her womanhood and tied it to capability of bearing strong children and being attractive. She also served in the Kukuru Unit, which is usually reserved for men. So they didn't recognize her as a woman or more like girl at all. They don't accept her as a man/boy either though. She's both a failed woman and failed man in their eyes because of how she was born and her general attitude. So I think that affected her self-perception a bit and she now feels quite comfortable in the middle, takes even some pride in it. Not sure I'd call it quite nonbinary because she still seems to identify as a girl as well. Somewhere between there.

A ship I have with said character:

Not any particular. NobaMaki is cute, but they're a bit too nice for my taste.

A BROTP I have with said character:

Mai. Not quite as dramatic as other twins in fiction, but I still like what we got between them nonetheless. They just managed to somehow make up and see past their differences and grievances, but then they get ripped apart. Both of them always wanted to be close and just support each other, but never managed to really convey that or move towards real progress until it was too late. Their meetings in their shared domains are one of the most heartfelt moments in jjk I think. At least they can fight together now in a way.

A NOTP I have with said character:

Yuuta. Don't like the guy and I just don't see them showing anything other than friendship for each other.

A random headcanon:

I firmly believe her hair is black like in the manga and not green. You can't convince me otherwise. (same goes for Mai) or if it's green it's at least a very dark one. I just hate her hair in the anime

General Opinion over said character:

One of my faves. I also think it's really impressive that she got to where she is now considering that the only real teachers she had where Daido and Miyo. Everyone else just saw her as too different and complicated and didn't seem to have explained her much because they thought since she can't do jujutsu, it isn't relevant to her anyway.

Jinichi

Sexuality Headcanon:

uff, I'm not sure, so I'll just say gay or bi because why not. It would be a waste if he didn't get to fuck a few guys.

Gender Headcanon:

Cis man.

A ship I have with said character:

None

A BROTP I have with said character:

Ranta. I like that they genuinely seem to care about each other. Jinichi generally gets along with the lower level sorcerers in the clan, but they seem to be a special case.

A NOTP I have with said character:

None. Unfortunately, I barely see him shipped with anybody or talked about at all.

A random headcanon:

Not really hc, more like canon, but he likes to hang out with the lower grade members of the clan for training or just leisure time. He isn't overly friendly but as the volume extras show, he knows how to let them know he appreciates them.

General Opinion over said character:

I like him. Probably the Zenin Clan member besides Maki, Mai and Ranta. Certainly seems like the one of the most normal ones, who's actually a decent person. He's (together with Daido) the closest Gege ever got to drawing a bear before getting scared and removing his chest hair...yes I'm still upset about that and I will not forgive Gege for that crime. Genuinely he's one of the most attractive characters in jjk though. Would've been nice if we learned more about him.

[yamkush]

Maki going demon mode on the Zen’in clan

[gor3-hound]

SLY FOX // DUMB BUNNY - ZENIN CLAN

ft. fox!toji, naoya, naobito, jinichi and ogi x bunny!reader

a/n: thank uuuu to @sqiim and @kaitkatme for beta'ing !!! another commission for @nexysworld :333 coolest gal out there on god 💪 gangbangs are... hard to write but... think i cooked???? fb and rbs appreciated !!

cw: 18+ content, gang bang, mxmxmxmxmxf!reader, knotting, dubcon, power dynamics, ooc naobito?, double penetration, breeding, creampies galore !!, mating press, doggy, biting, very small blood mention, size difference-ish, cockwarming, the zenins aren't nice, misogyny

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Being a servant in the Zen'in family was difficult. Being a rabbit among a den of foxes was another thing entirely. You could feel narrowed, judgmental eyes following your every movement. You could sense their gazes on you at every moment, even when you thought you were alone.

Some of them liked to play with you for sport - tugging on your floppy ears, baring their teeth at you to watch you tremble or sneaking up on you to watch you jump. It keeps you on edge, but more than anyone, Naobito fills you with a sense of dread.

It's his silence - the way his watchful eye scours the compound. He does not discipline his family for their mistreatment of you, but he does not engage in the behaviour himself. If anything, he seems wholly uninterested in you, addressing you only when he sees fit.

You're tense when he approaches, every muscle fibre pulled taut in your body. His gaze is locked on you, but his movements are slow. Languid. Like he enjoys watching you squirm as he approaches.

“Here, little rabbit.” He orders, voice firm and unwavering, but not cruel. Your ears twitch at the authority in his tone, and you're quick to walk towards him until you're right in front of him. He nods his head to the side, turning and walking away. A silent command for you to follow.

He's silent as he leads you to the clan meeting hall. There's a few faces you recognise here - the next most eligible heads of the Zen’in clan, along with its very own black sheep, Toji. Naobito orders you to strip, and you shakily comply, shaking slightly under the fox’s heavy gazes.

“You've all failed to produce any useful heirs to secure your place as the next head of the clan. Ogi has given us women, Toji - a bastard. My own son has not even produced a child, and as for you, Jinichi… I do not even wish to speak on the matter. You have somehow disappointed me more than your brother.”

Naobito kicks your trembling form forward, your body bare as you catch yourself before making contact with the floor. The wood is rough against your soft skin, your eyes flickering across the many faces of the Zen'in men staring down at you.

“A bunny. Not ideal, of course. But fertile enough I'm sure one of you will be able to fuck a useful heir into her by the end of today.”

The men are tense, gazing at each other for a few silent moments, as if eyeing up who gets first dibs. Ogi is the eldest, but seems thoroughly disinterested. Toji, although cocky, knows well enough that a fight will break out if he attempts to be the first to approach. The toss up is left between Naoya and Jinichi, who both look like they're about three seconds away from tearing each other apart.

Naoya steps forward first, which sets Jinichi off. He takes two large steps forward, his form dwarfing Naoya's as he squares up, determined to be the first to have you. Naoya's fur bristles, his tone conceited when he speaks up.

“I'm the rightful heir. It is my duty to breed her first.” He grunts, stepping in front of his cousin, glaring as he gazes up at the older man.

“You're nothing but a spoiled brat. I could tear you apart in seconds, little fox.” Jinichi growls, thick brows pulling together as he pushes Naoya to the side, baring his teeth at his cousin in frustration. He kneels, his hand coming down to smack your clit harshly before he forces two thick fingers into your cunt.

“Your son is too arrogant, uncle. You should teach him some respect.” He grunts, scissoring you open. You're much wetter than fox girls he's been with, slick gushing from you eagerly, streaming steadily down his hand to his wrist. “Bet a cock like that wouldn't even stretch out a tiny bunny girl like this, hmm?”

Naoya's tail bristles, a low growl forming in his throat as his lips curl back. “You watch your mouth old man, or I swear I'll-”

“Enough. Both of you. I'm sharing the girl as a gift to our clan - a means for you to produce heirs. Do not think I won't keep her to myself if you don't behave.” Naobito cuts in, his eyes narrowing as he gazes at the other Zen'in's. Ogi remains silent next to him, but his gaze is harsh and unwavering as he gazes at Naoya, making his disdain for his attitude abundantly clear.

Toji, who has been too busy watching his brother’s fingers splitting you open, scoffs at the eldest Zen’in. His eyes flick up to his uncle, and he cocks his head to the side. When he speaks, it's with barely restrained amusement. “You think you can keep up with a bunny at your age?”

Ogi speaks up for the first time then, his gaze narrowing in on Toji. “You should consider yourself lucky that a runt like you was even invited to join in on this.”

“Runt, huh? I'm bigger than you, ya old bastard.” He growls, ears pulling back as he straightens up, making himself appear bigger. You whimper as you gaze at the two men, but Jinichi doesn't stop stretching you out, leaving you mewling despite your discomfort.

Jinichi ignores their bickering in favour of pulling his fingers from your tight cunt, shedding his kimono and pulling his cock free. Your eyes widen as you get a lock at it, your chest heaving with nervous breaths.

“That's not… it's too big.” You squeak, eyes wide as he grips the back of your thighs, folding you in half effortlessly. In return, you get another harsh smack against your cunt, one that has you jolting with a whimper. He bares down on you, forcing his thick length into your tight hole, bottoming out with a low groan.

The stretch stings, making you whine and squirm against his body. His grip is unwavering, not allowing you to pull too far back from him. He doesn't grace you time to adjust as he presses your thighs to your chest, the weight of his body keeping you pinned. He sets a brutal pace, fat cock rutting into you mercilessly.

“I'm sick of waiting.” Naoya growls, his ears pulling back as he glares at his cousin. Jinichi bristles as he approaches, body growing rigid as the younger man approaches. “Let up for a second, huh? ‘M just gonna join ya. Fuckin’ brute.”

Jinichi scowls, but relents, pulling out of you long enough for Naoya to lie down, lifting you so your back is pressed against his chest. He sinks into you with a whine, tail swaying contentedly under him. The larger man returns, slowly pressing his length in along his cousin's with a grunt.

“Fuck… she's even tighter.” He practically purrs, continuing the brutal pace he set before. Naoya starts moving too, their cocks pistoning in and out in a rough rhythm that steals the air from your lungs.

Jinichi senses your discomfort, but the most he offers to soothe you is his tongue lapping at your skin, a soft growl rumbling in his chest. His head dips down to your chest, dark locks tickling your skin as he latches onto a nipple, sharp teeth grazing the fat of your breast. You mewl at the feeling, slick gushing from your cunt to aid in the movements of the cocks inside of you.

“So wet. Acting all shy, but your body knows what you're meant for.” Naoya coos, a condescending tone underlying his words. He sinks his teeth into the crook of your neck as he fucks into you, the sharp pain making you cry out. He loosens his jaw, lapping at the blood spilling from the bite. “A bunny bitch acting like she wasn't born to be bred.”

The other clan members watch the exchange, but Toji is most notably affected. His eyes are hooded as he stares at the way your hole stretches around his brother and cousin, eyes narrowed in on your slick cunt.

Jinichi's thrusts grow sloppily as he reaches his peak. He feels his knot swelling, and he pulls back from your breast and grits his teeth to surpass the urge to force it past your tight ring of muscle. He growls as he spills inside of you, filling him with your seed.

“Can't keep up, cousin?” Naoya teases, a shit-eating grin spreading across his face. Jinichi snaps at him in warning, easing his softening cock out of you.

“I'll rip your throat out with my teeth, you insolent brat.” He sneers, stepping away from you as Naoya continues to pound into you. Naoya rolls his eyes, his expression still smug as he rolls the both of you over and yanks your hips up so he can fuck you properly.

“Presenting all pretty f’me.” He teases, draping his frame over yours as he ruts into you desperately. “Just like a good breedin’ bitch, hmm?”

You whine low in your throat, bunny ears flopping limply by your face as you claw at the ground, pussy already sore from being treated so roughly. You do your best to roll your hips back to meet his thrusts, but you're already tired and your movements are sloppy and disorganised.

“Gonna knot this bunny cunt.” He murmurs, brows furrowing as he fucks into your drippy cunt. His knot catches your entrance, and he forces it in with a hiss of pleasure, tail twitching behind him. You feel his cum filling you, joining his cousin's as he rides out his high. He sits back with a satisfied sigh, making you yelp as his knot tugs you back with him.

“Did ya have to knot her?” Toji growls, tail stiffening as he approaches. “Been waitin' long enough as it is.”

“You can wait longer.” Naoya huffs, stretching his legs out to get comfortable as he waits for his knot to deflate. The next few minutes are tense as Toji's gaze remains locked on his cousin, waiting impatiently for his turn.

As soon as Naoya's knot deflates enough for him to wriggle free, Toji steps forward. He's stopped by a firm hand on his shoulder, Ogi's face expressionless as he pulls him back.

“I'm not sharing with the runt.” Ogi says simply, stepping towards you as he frees his cock without bothering to disrobe. “And I'm certainly not letting his seed dirty my cock. He can wait.”

Toji lunges, clearly looking for a fight, but one firm look from the head of the clan has him stopping, seething as he steps back again to watch his uncle slide easily into your used cunt. You're already sore and tender, and you know you're not going to last long with the deep, slow strokes Ogi's delivering.

You whimper as you clench around him, cumming on his cock. Your eyes water, lash line gathering tears that threaten to fall down your face. Ogi doesn't speak, or so much as acknowledge you, using you for nothing more than his own pleasure. The overstimulating pleasure has your back arching, and you mewl as you squirt, release flooding his cock and coating his lower abdomen.

His face wrinkles in distaste, but he just continues rocking his hips against yours until his knot swells. He doesn't knot you - but he buries himself to the swollen base of his cock before cumming deep in you. He pulls back, putting his cock away before nodding once in the direction of his brother and leaving the room.

Toji steps forward, cock already aching and drooling as he approaches. He seems to soften at your fucked out, exhausted expression and twitching thighs, his features softening almost imperceptibly.

“Shhh, it's alright, little one.” He coos, voice low as he nuzzles a floppy ear so only you can hear it. He knows what it's like used and discarded by the Zen'in’s, albeit in an entirely different way. “Won't make ya take my knot. I'll be careful.”

He sheaths his cock into you slowly, guiding each inch carefully into your swollen cunt. His thumb rubs circles into your clit, hoping to give you pleasure as he chases his own. He stays still when he's buried into you fully, the head of his cock twitching as it presses firmly against your cervix. He licks at your ears gently, coaxing you to relax before he starts fucking into you.

You whine and keen under him, lips open in a silent gasp as he fucks into you. You can barely keep your eyes open, lids fluttering as you peer up at him.

“Keep your eyes open, bunny.” He purrs, tail swaying behind him. “Don't pass out on me just yet.”

You whine softly, but force your eyes open. He grabs your hips, manhandling you so he can pull you back to meet his thrusts, bullying himself into your cunt with low grunts. “So fuckin’ tight after bein’ stretched by so many cocks, lil bunny.”

The squelching sounds of your abused cunt fill the room with every shift of his hips, your moans and whines growing louder as your orgasm crashes through you once again, your walls tightening around Toji's cock. He growls at the feeling, thrusting shallowly before shooting hot ropes of white deep inside your trembling form. He stays buried inside of you for a few moments, nuzzling at your neck before pulling back, ruffling your hair between your ears.

Naobito gestures for everyone to leave once Toji redresses before he beckons your exhausted body towards him. You can't even walk straight, your body shaking with exertion as you approach him. Cum drips down your inner thighs, the sensation making you cringe.

He fishes his cock out - its hard and leaky, the tip flushed red. You whimper softly at the thought of being bred again, but he clicks his tongue to silence you. He hoists you onto his lap, ears twitching as he slowly slides you down on his length. He grunts as he bottoms out, nosing at your hair before his tongue darts out to run along the length of one of your ears.

“Shh, little bunny. Just keeping you plugged, hmm? Making sure one of those useless bastards gives our family an heir.” He coos, uncharacteristically soft. His tail sways gently, greying fur brushing the soft skin of your thigh.

“You're one of us now. Gonna be carrying Zen’in kits in you soon. I'll make sure you're looked after.” He murmurs, holding you close to his chest, large hands rubbing up and down your back.

He starts thrusting slowly, tongue coming out to lathe gently across your skin to soothe as he guides you up and down on his cock. He barely pulls out, only shifting you a few inches so it's more of a slow grind.

“You're going to take my knot, little one. Then you can relax, and I'll have the servants draw you a bath.” He murmurs against your skin, nosing at the crook of your shoulder. He's old, and his stamina wasn't what it used to be, so it's not long before he pops his knot in you.

He holds you close as he floods you with his cum, your belly feeling full from all the loads you'd taken. He reaches up to stroke one of your floppy ears, running his fingers gently along your soft fur.

“Sleep, little rabbit. I will personally see to arranging a chamber for you in the compound until we can find out who the father is.” He almost purrs, gently stroking your ears until you drift off.

[xerovampire]

I read part 17 and made a funny

[yuesya]

For the recent addition of the Zenin Clan head AU, I wonder "very expensive present" that she will get for Toji and his to-be bride?

I actually haven't made up my mind on it yet haha.

Although, Shiki's first instinct for it would probably be to gift Toji with a Special Grade Cursed Tool -very expensive, very useful, and very stabby. But she probably gets talked out of it by a panicked Jinichi, who manages to get through to her that a weapon is not an appropriate wedding gift.

[siriuslysatorusimping]

Above Or Below? (Another Level Extra)

Okay, so, it's not a lot of the beatdown, but it's what I got for you guys lol

It's below the cut!

You can read Another Level on AO3 💕

2018

He felt his smirk grow to a sneer as he practically slammed the door open, meeting Naobito’s wary gaze.

“Heard you were waiting for me to pay you a little visit,” he said simply, raising his eyebrows when the man stayed silent. “Something you might wanna talk to me about? No?”

Naobito’s eyes narrowed at him as he shrugged his shoulders.

“You gonna tell me what the fuck you did to her? Or am I gonna need to start-”

“I saved her fucking life,” Naobito snapped. “She was the one stupid enough to come barging in, screaming at anyone she could find. And I tried to get her to a goddamn doctor, but she left before-”

“Doctor wouldn’t have fucking helped her and you know it,” Gojo cut him off. “She would have died if she’d stayed for your doctor, and that was why you were fucking panicking.”

Stepping closer, he felt his sneer grow.

“Who started the fight?”

Naobito clenched his jaw before he shrugged.

“I wasn’t here, so I don’t-”

He pulled his shades off as he glared at the old man, watching fear flash in his eyes for a moment.

“Don’t bullshit me, old shit,” Gojo ordered, watching Naobito tense further. “You talk to each other. And ya had to for this shit, yeah? To get your goddamn stories straight for when I showed up. But you’re gonna tell me the fucking truth and then you’re gonna tell me where the fuck Jinichi is.”

When Naobito didn’t answer, he narrowed his eyes.

“Who started the goddamn fight?”

“Jinichi started the fight,” Naobito admitted. “Hit her on her way out.”

Gojo grinned as he placed his shades back onto his face.

“Wasn’t so hard, was it?” he asked, his grin widening until he was baring his teeth. “Now, where is he?”

“I won’t have you killing a member of the Zenin clan over that-”

“Call her a mistake, old man,” Gojo said quietly, letting his shades slip back down. “Or a half-breed. Go on, you piece of shit.”

Part of him wanted the old man to do it. To give Gojo the excuse to kill him for being part of why she fucking saw herself that way. Called herself a goddamn half-breed when that shit never even fucking mattered.

When Naobito clenched his jaw again, Gojo sighed and ran his hand through his hair as he gave him a bored look.

“I’ll make you a deal,” he reasoned, stuffing his left hand into his pocket. “Unfortunately for me, I can’t beat him as bad as he beat her. Ya know why, old man?”

Naobito stayed silent and Gojo pushed his shades up as he gave him a cold grin.

“Because Jinichi would die before we got even halfway to how bad he beat Kurisaki. On top of that, I promised her I’d beat him within an inch of his life if she gave me the okay.”

Naobito’s eyes narrowed at the last statement, and Gojo smirked, shrugging carelessly.

“Which means I gotta avoid that margin, too,” he continued. “But I’m sure you know all about these little specifics, huh? So here’s our deal: You tell me where Jinichi is, and I’ll let you decide if we go above or below that. Two inches from death or half an inch. Your choice.”

“He’s with the rest of the Hei,” Naobito relented, his eyes narrowing when Gojo’s grin widened into a sadistic one. “They won’t stand by while you-”

“They will,” Gojo cut him off, clapping his hands together once. “You’ll tell them to. Because if they don’t, our little deal is void. And I won’t give anyone else the same courtesy he gets this time.”

Leaning closer, he let his shades slip again as he stared into Noabito’s eyes.

“Now, you didn’t say which: above or below?”

-

Gojo pulled the piece of paper from his pocket and held it up after he unfolded it.

“Had Shoko make a chart just in case you need visuals,” he said gleefully, watching Jinichi roll his eyes. “List of all Kurisaki’s injuries. Had ‘em listed in order of how severe they were. Y’see this line here? That is the line where shit starts becoming fatal. Now, you see all of this?”

He pointed to the graphic slowly and grinned when he saw the fear flicker through Jinichi’s eyes.

It had made Gojo feel sick when Shoko first handed it over.

Cracked skull, ripped lungs, broken sternum, four broken ribs, three cracked vertebrae, broken cheek bone, bruised larynx, broken left hand, misc. internal bleeding, ruptured spleen, broken nose…

Oh, this piece of shit had done a number on Rinko, alright.

Gojo was even more surprised she was still alive after seeing the full list.

He’d make her cum for each injury after the fatal line once he was done here.

If she didn’t pass out first, he thought as he looked at the list. Might be too many for one sitting. She usually started crying around four-

“According to science, she should have died here.” Gojo pointed to the little mark. “So, here’s what we’re gonna do- hang on, lemme just-”

He retrieved the measuring strip from his pocket, causing Jinichi to roll his eyes again. Holding it up to the chart, Gojo located the injury listed exactly two inches from the fatal mark.

“That is where I’ll stop.”

Stuffing the paper and measuring strip back into his pockets, he pressed his hands together happily.

“Two inches from death. Just as agreed.”

Warping behind Jinichi, Gojo rammed his fist into the back of his head, throwing him out of the room and into the courtyard.

“Heard that was the first hit, hm?” he called, holding his hand up beside to mouth to make sure he was heard. “Back of her head? Weren’t even brave enough to face her in a fair fight?”

Warping again, he raised his leg and kicked Jinichi in the back. Squinting slightly, he made sure he aimed correctly. Shoko had said the fifth vertebrae.

“Don’t worry,” he stated calmly, grabbing Jinichi by the throat and slamming him back into the ground. “I didn’t put enough behind that kick to snap your spine quite as bad as you did hers. Shouldn’t paralyze you, yeah?”

Sadly.

“Now, while I don’t have seven fists,” Gojo mused, grinning as he went over the list in his head. “I think I can move fast enough to simulate that damage.”

[z0-ne]

Alone (!Platonic! Maki x ¡Cousin! Reader)

This is just part of a story that I plan on writing (won't actually post until finished) but this is just the part where Maki slaughters the Zenin Clan. (Reader is technically not a good person? But it mainly because of the circumstances. They get better istg)

The day started off strange, you were called to speak with your father. The man that hardly speaks to you not just because of gender but because of your cursed energy alone. One thing that never changed was his apathetic and serious tone, as if talking to you was just a job rather than something he actually wanted to do.

You had been blocking out most of the conversation, up until Ranta came barging into the room in a cold sweat. He looked panicked, and you watched him, in shock as his next words would leave you pondering.

"It's Maki! She's killed Ogi, and the servants too!! She's taking us out like child's play!" Ranta says in a frantic tone, Jinichi however, sighs as if the information bothers him that little. He tells Ranta to take him to her, and you decide on staying back. For some reason, you feel too tired to fight. You stand, and ponder on Maki's sudden turn. It makes you shift uncomfortably in your spot.

____________

It didn't take long for the fight to be over, Maki killed Ranta, you can see his corpse laying limp in the background, and of course she killed your father. She's carrying his head in her hand afterall.

For some reason, that's not what bothers you. What bothers you so much is why you're alive still, you coughed up some blood as she gets up from the rubble left after the brutal fight. This could be the heavens way of complicating your life one more time before it's ended.

You watch as she holds the head of your father, and no matter how you stare... it just doesn't make you sad. All that's going through your mind is how troublesome this all is 'Everyone is so much stronger, no matter how much I train I'm always left behind...what a complicated life...'.

Every step she takes just screams power, it seeps into your open scars and it burns, but you don't feel bitter. Not anymore. Out of the twins, you always liked Maki more despite the lack of cursed energy. It was Mai you thought you hated.

"Hey." You say, a weak or lazy smile on your face as blood dripped from your lips. Now that you see the sword, now that you see the power, you also see that you never hated Mai. You simply hated the fact that she was so similar to you, and yet she was blessed with a sibling, while you were alone.

(Disclaimer!: I love Mai, I promise-)

[gilbertledino]

Toji : I got grounded for a whole week just because I came home late.

Jinichi : Well, you deserved it. I mean, getting everyone's hopes up like that and then showing up again.

[rosalinesurvived]

I bring a very “getting into JJK just for the vicious gleeful THE ZEN’IN CLAN CAN GO FUCK THEMSELVES energy every single character seems to have” vibe that the daddy gojo folks may not be into

[ambafaerie]

Zenin Clan members who will play a prominent role in Toying Blocks.

[tojicocksleeve]

naoya @ jinichi

[cursedvibes]

Jinichi and Toji for the bingo

Oh, now those are some people I don't really spend a lot of time thinking about. Thanks for the ask :)

Jinichi

Okay, so my deepest thoughts about him are that he's one of the hottest men in jjk and he seemed like a decent guy. Even the people in the lower ranks seemed to like him and based on the volume extras, he was actually looking out for them and appreciating their efforts by leaving out little gifts as thank-you for them. So for a Zenin, a very nice guy. I'd fuck him

Toji

I like that he contributed to the success of Kenjaku's plan and stopped any more Star Plasma Vessels and six eyes from being created. Aside from that...idk he sure was there. I don't have any strong opinions on him except that I don't really see the appeal. Looks-wise he's okay in the manga, though I wouldn't say anything outstanding. In the anime he looks like the worst kind of unwashed gym bro. The kind who's gonna tell you how much of a sigma male he is for living off of the money of his rich gf. Also, his clothes look even worse on Gojo, especially the shoes.

[sencrose]

nao dyed his hair blonde bc he was sick of the whispers he heard around the zenin estate about how he looks so much like the clan failure he looked up to

[yazzydream]