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Sukuna’s Loneliness Part 4 (Sukuna’s Negative Rizz)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 5

Some warnings before we start.

1) This analysis deals with sexual topics.

2) I will be mainly using the TCB scans because of their accessibility. Raws are from mangareader(.)to.

3) This was written as of JJK 262 266. (I'm just going to keep updating this until I stop finding things I should've noticed earlier.)

4) The raws broke me in ways you cannot possibly imagine.

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Fighting as Communication

Baki the Grappler. This is a manga where men destroy each other’s bodies as a test of strength. It’s poorly written but the art is terrifying and I love it so dearly. Between fights of extreme violence and body horror the characters eat. And that’s it. That’s the manga.

I bring Baki up because Gege is a huge fan of Fujimoto Tatsuki, the creator of Chainsawman. Fujimoto is a fan of Gege too, but more importantly, he is a huge fan of Itagaki Keisuke, the creator of Baki. (His daughter made Beastars btw.) In a way, this means Jujutsu Kaisen has been influenced by Baki. But that’s not a surprise, a lot of manga is.

Itagaki’s work is so massively influetial on Japanese media that it’s kind of hard to grasp since it’s not as popular overseas. When listening to interviews from various Japanese creators, Baki will often be cited as a major influence. And the thing is, you can tell when a creative has read Baki. There’s nothing quite like it. If you’ve read Baki and consume Chainsawman, you will see its bones everywhere. I feel the same about Jujutsu Kaisen.

The main antagonist in Baki is Yujiro Hanma. He is the strongest creature alive. So much so that he has no one to call a rival. He’s bored. He causes trouble. He kills his wife to motivate his son, Baki into becoming stronger. His son, Baki, who he grooms into becoming a fighter that might beat him in combat one day. Kind of sounds like Sukuna, right?

But that’s not my point here. My focus is how Baki doubles as a discussion about strength and manhood. It’s aggressively bisexual. Men love each other with their fists. Straight up the main character says having sex with women is the same thing as fighting men.

And it just doesn’t stop there. The homoerotic nature of the fights is never shyed away from. Here’s an example of my favorite.

He grabs his balls and compliments their size. That’s pretty gay, right? Well there’s this reanimated prehistoric caveman called Pickle that fights Baki’s brother Jack. And how do they fight? They kiss.

I didn’t call it a kiss. Itagaki did. I didn’t say they melded together. Itagaki did. This mangaka overtly calls attention to the homoerotic nature of men fighting men, and how men communicate their love for each other through violence. And yes, it’s sexual. Itagaki wants you to read it that way.

But sometimes he doesn’t want you to read it that way. Sometimes the fights are a dialogue, an emotional conversation. Like one between father and son.

Itagaki is a master of narrative framing. When he wants you to feel a certain way, you will feel it. He also tells his readers that there’s more to the fights than just fighting.

Those are the ideas that help me see the bones of Baki in other works. Men loving men with violence. Men communicating with men through violence. I see these ideas in Jujutsu Kaisen too.

Jujutsu Communication

I’ve gone over how Yuji commucates with other people on their own terms. And a lot of it is through fighting. A conversation without words, learning how someone works. Yuji is good at using fights as tool of communication.

But he’s not the one who tells you that there’s more to the fights than just fighting. Maki does in her spar with the sumo guy.

Just like Baki. Fighting is a means of communication. Gege has told you that there can be more to the fights than fighting. It's a tool used to understand the self and others.

With that in mind, I want to reexamine a particular fight under the lens of Baki rather than Umineko.

Sukuna vs Gojo

Baki tells you that homoerotic readings of its fights are intentional. If you ask me, this probably stems from historical stances on masculinity and homosexuality in ancient Japan. Men loved men and women differently, but both were ok. That’s how Baki can have a girlfriend and his gay fights. Peak bisexual optimization.

What does Jujutsu Kaisen have to do with this? Well it has been extremely queer friendly. We have a multidue of canonical trans characters, non-binary characters, and other flavors of queer characters not disparaged for their identities, Gojo Satoru included. It may not be stated outright, but Gojo and Geto do love each other in a gay way. The subtext is so persisent it’s basically text.

In other words, Gege has already told us, yes please have queer readings of this text. It’s the same way Baki tells you, yes this is straight up convoluded gay sex. So that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to reread the Sukuna and Gojo fight as some ridiculous mating display between two men who are fighting over can miscommunicate their intent the hardest.

Framed as Courtship

Let’s start with the framing. The pre-fight set up. How does text tell you queer readings are allowed?

Kenjaku does. It’s romantic. It’s a date. This reading has been made valid explicitly. And if there’s room for doubt because of the sarcasm? There’s still additional support for it.

We already know how badly in love Gojo is with Geto. The fight is on the 24th of December, the most romantic day in Japan. And in a fun little Geto parallel, who declared the start of war on this day, violence underlines this new romantic venture.

That doesn’t include Sukuna who recalls Yorozu’s words about teaching love in the context of marriage.

Gojo never heard that conversation which is why the next point is absolutely insane.

The outfit Gojo initially is in resembles that of a groom at a Shinto wedding.

Shinto weddings were implemented after the Heian era. Part of the ceremony includes a priest and a shrine maiden who respectively stand to the right and left of the altar. A purification ritual will occur, lead by the priest, to cleanse the shrine before vows are exchanged. Gakuganji is the priest and Utahime is the shrine maiden. To the right and left of Gojo respectively.

The bride at a Shinto wedding wears mainly white. After the 200% Hollow Purple cleanses the area, the dark shawl is removed and Sukuna remains in mostly white.

How interesting that this battle has been framed as one between groom and bride.

The thing is, marriage in the Heian era was far more lax. There were no major ceremonies. If a man was interested in marrying a woman, he would visit her for 3 nights after receiving approval from her father. Upon the passing of their 3rd night together, the family would have an informal celebration of their union in private. Even after marriage, multiple partners were allowed and sometimes encouraged.

Yorozu’s big celebration proposal to Sukuna and banning of concubines was quite improper by Heian standards. Though it is in line with modern marriages. If Sukuna did not consume any Shinto wedding literature, he probably didn’t recognize that Gojo was dressed as a groom.

But did Gojo dress this way for Sukuna intentionally? The Toji fit served an entirely different purpose. It’s the robes and pre-fight ceremony that catch my attention. So I propose the following:

1) Gojo dressed up as a groom to die and be wed with his one and only Geto in death.

2) Gojo dressed up as a groom in part as an offering to Sukuna. And because Sukuna is from the Heian era it went over his head entirely.

3) Gojo intended for both of these things at the same time and left who he would end up with to fate.

Regardless of what Gojo was going for here, it’s a visual cue combined with the knowledge of it being Dec 24th that encourages the reader to perhaps consider the fight as something other than just a fight. A date perhaps? Kenjaku made the connection and neither Gojo or Sukuna really denied it. Gojo gave the weak excuse of a death anniversary confusion. But much weirder, given how hostile he was to Yorozu, Sukuna did not object to the romantic framing in any capacity.

Am I reaching? Is this reading intentional?

When I start getting this confused by how a translated work wants me to read it, I try to refer to the original language text and anyone who knows it for missing context. Sometimes localizations add things that weren’t there or push readers towards one interpretation. So for the rest of this analysis, I’m going to be focusing on the raws.

I’m going to be honest. My Japanese fudging sucks. I can barely read kanji and can’t reliably translate anything. Feel free to correct me if I got something wrong. That being said, with what little I do know, I have discovered something interesting.

In this post I talked about how weird Sukuna’s manner of speech is. I focused on his you pronoun usage of お前 (Omae) for everyone else and 貴様 (Kisama) for Gojo since this is a strong indicator of how a character views their relationship to someone.

Here's a summary of the two points I made in that post:

1) Omae is informal and either a casual thing amongst peers or indicates the speaker's higher status. Since Sukuna is arrogant, we can reasonably assume he's talking down to people.

2) Kisama historically was a formal show of respect, but in modern times it is a hostile insult, much more rude than Omae. Since Sukuna is 1,000 years old and hates Yuji (who he uses Omae with), we can reasonably assume Sukuna was being friendly to Gojo when he used Kisama.

With that pronoun usage in mind, while examining the raws for the infamous “You Cleared My Skies” speech I found this:

Kisama. Sukuna is very happy and lavishing Gojo with praise. The assumption it was formal from the start seems to be correct. It's hard to read this any other way.

Though Japanese can easily be dubious in its interpretation, there are instances where context can cut off all other readings. I truly believe this one of those cases.

Now, to confirm Sukuna is still only treating Gojo this way I started looking at his you pronouns as he got excited post-Gojo death. Maki is the person he seems to admire the most.

He’s still just using Omae. What does that mean? Gojo is in his own fudging category for Sukuna and he has been there since the start of the manga. (For more on why this is significant, refer to this post.)

Wow ok. That’s pretty intense! We’ve got Gojo dressed up as a groom on December 24th and Sukuna treating Gojo different from anyone else. I read their fight again under the lens of explicit courtship and focused in on these specific panels.

Satisfaction. Now that’s a word that can easily carry a sexual connotation. Love as well. The parallel syntax fascinated me in English. So I decided to look at the raws and see how close they are.

Pretty much the same except for "the one who will teach you love" and "the one satisfying him now". Since the one being satisfied is Gojo by Sukuna, it really seems we can assume the one being taught love is Gojo by Sukuna.

Time to learn some Japanese again!

Kanji has multiple readings. Most have at least two. The Onyomi (Chinese) reading typically used for nouns and the Kunyomi (Japanese) reading typically used for verbs. (This is not always the case but it’s the basics.)

That’s probably why 満 is read as まん (man) when Gojo and Geto are talking about “satisfaction” using the On version and み (mi), the Kun version, when the narrator is talking about who “satisfies” who.

However 満 on its own does not mean satisfaction. It means full. To be filled. Or fullness. 足 (zoku) is added as a modifier after 満 to be read as satisfaction 満足 (manzoku). 足 usually means feet, but it can also mean to be sufficient. Manzoku therefore has a direct translation of being sufficiently full. It’s not a surprise a lot of food places in Japan use Manzoku in their names or advertising.

But what’s this? Why is this sentence written as 満たして or Mi(tashite) instead of 満足して or Manzoku(shite)? The addition of Zoku is what transforms Man into "satisfying". Without the Zoku, it’s just "fill". The means this sentence can be read as “The one filling him up now is—”

We’ve already established that the blank is Sukuna. The new problem is that he’s filling Gojo up. And boy, does that sound homoerotic to put it lightly. But perhaps I am reaching.

So I did what any sane person would do in this situation. I read hentai.

Surely if the phrase 満たして (mitashite) can carry a sexual connotation I will find it in hentai.

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I immediately found a yaoi doujin called Fill me with your Big Love aka おっきな愛で満たして (Okkina Ai de Mitashite). Honestly, I found too many doujins about creampies specifically. (You have internet access verify this yourself.) When you search Manzokushite the results are much more in line with life satisfaction than sexual satisfaction. ...So Gege decided to use the more frisky phrasing.

Manzoku is also the name of an active sex toy manufacturer (I’m not linking them use a search engine.) and a discontinued adult entertainment news company. So the satisfaction Gojo and Geto talk about, along with Geto using 妬 (ya), the jealous kanji often used between lovers, is definitely probably carrying a sexual connotation too.

So, I’m not reaching. What the fudge did Gege mean by this?

Now that we've established that I am NOT reaching. What do we do with this information?

Well, we ruminate on the fight with the knowledge that Sukuna, of his own volition, decided to get Gojo off, probably.

I have forgiven Nanami for calling Gojo a pervert. If I watched someone bust a nut after being cut in half by his sworn enemy instead of saving the country, I too would be like what the fudge.

Anyways, the typical phrase used for an orgasm in Japanese is 行く(iku). It translates as to go. And yes it can mean to die, as in going to the other side. To die and go to heaven if you will. Which is what Gojo did with a big old smile on his face.

There’s also the term 心天 (tokoroten). It refers to a dish were a semi-opaque white substance is pushed through holes to create noodles. Literal translation using the kanji for heart 心 (kokoro) and the kanji for heaven 天 (ten). (Don’t ask me why them being smack together turns the Koroko into Tokoro. I don’t know.) Which in slang refers to prostate orgasms. This has nothing to do with this analysis I wanted to drop this fun fact in here. …And this image of Sukuna clutching his heart while looking at someone he sent to heaven.

(This is a reach but the idea of this being an elaborate gay pun amuses me greatly.)

I have another fun slang term: 賢者タイム (kenjataimu) which directly translates to sage 賢者 (kenja) time タイム (taimu). This refers to post-nut clarity sending someone into a meditative-like state.

Oh that’s a bit familiar. Sukuna was giving sagely advice to Kashimo and reflecting on satisfaction and love.

And what’s this? Mitashite has made a reappearance! Sukuna is saying “I’ve never thought about needing another person to fill me up.” Which 1. further supports the 'The one satisfying/filling him (Gojo) now is—Sukuna.' reading and 2. suggests Sukuna is a top suggests Sukuna really doesn’t have sexual interest in people. (Since the context of this convo is relationships and love.)

By the way. Acts of eating in Japanese can be modified to carry sexual meanings. It’s a bit more suggestive than English, but it carries over pretty well I think? 肉食系 (nikusokukei) refers to someone who aggresively pursues romantic or sexual relationships. Composed of the kanji 肉 (niku) for meat, 食 (ta) for eating, and 系 (kei) class. If you noticed, 食 isn’t usually read as Soku. It becomes Soku when paired with Niku for some reason. (I don’t know why someone please help me.) Side by side the kanji 肉食 (nikusoku) means meat-eater.

食 is still interesting on it’s own. The 食べる (taberu) reading is normal eating. The 食う(kuu) reading is an innuendo. It can mean to devour someone, like a cannibal, or devour someone sexually.

Sukuna has made it very clear that his eating of people is literal. There’s no innuendo. In fact, if you read into it, he’ll kill you (rip Yorozu and Kashimo).

Gojo, however, appears to be his sole exception to this rule. When Sukuna tells Kashimo not to spoil his pleasure he uses the kanji 興 (kyou). This of course can be directly translated as pleasure, but the Chinese reading of it can also indicate intense excitement or sexual arousal.

Sukuna is pretty good at double-entendre wordplay if his earlier stunts with the kanji for Enchain doubling as Megumi Activities if read a different way is anything to go by. He's a fan of Chinese literature. It's not a stretch to assume there's more going on here.

And if notoriously homophobic Reddit dudebros are posting things like this. Maybe there's a lot more merit to this reading than I can currently grasp.

I’m still pretty convinced Sukuna is aroace. That of course doesn’t bar him from pursuing romantic or sexual relationships. Sometimes there’s the one exception. Sometimes the desire to be with and please an allo partner allows for engagement of activities they aren’t into. Sometimes the actions are pursued without the emotional attachment because they physically feel good. There’s also the gray-scale and demi labels to consider.

With that in mind, I want to emphasize this all points to how important Gojo is to Sukuna regardless of sexuality. He tried to engage with and understand Gojo on terms he won’t for anyone else. And he’s been pursuing this connection relentlessly since the start of manga.

Sukuna’s Negative Rizz

Ok I established that reading the Sukuna vs Gojo fight as unhinged courtship is supported by the text. That doesn’t really say anything about Sukuna sucking at it.

But, my dear reader, that in of itself is proof of his negative rizz. I had to sit down. Learn about Heian era and Shinto wedding rituals, learn more Japanese, splice seemingly unrelated manga panels together, read hentai, and know that Gege is into yaoi to come to this conclusion. I had to rip every little shred of characterization and context apart and rearrange it into something comprehensible.

You know who can’t do that? Gojo.

As far as Gojo is concerned, Sukuna hates him. Kisama is an extremely hostile you pronoun in modern times. And if Gojo can’t tell Shoko (his closest friend after Geto) is stressed over him being used like a meat puppet by her visibly falling back on her addiction, he’s going to default to the assumption Sukuna hates him just as much as everyone else.

And Gojo does just that. He assumes he failed to reach Sukuna. Despite how often they did hand to hand combat and weaponized their knowledge of each other, Gojo believes they never had proper conversation through fighting. He dies not understanding Sukuna, convinced the other was not trying to communicate with him at all.

And if you recall, all of this fight occurred while Sukuna was wearing Megumi’s face. That boy is pretty much Gojo’s adopted child. From my experience, most single parents do not go looking for clones of their kids as partners.

If someone wore the skin of my family member I would assume they were trying to torment me. And torment Gojo Sukuna does. He draws attention to Megumi’s soul being used as collateral and attacks him with the 10 Shadows. We as the audience know this is all for the sake of getting past Infinity using his Shrine. Gojo doesn’t know that. He’s fighting an evil dude who is puppeting the body of his son for god knows what reason.

Seriously, Sukuna sucks at communicating intent.

In Part 3 of my examination of Sukuna’s loneliness, I said Dismantle is a tool Sukuna uses to understand. And that him upgrading it by making Gojo the center of his world was indicative of his desire to reach him. I also said his refusal to use it on Yorozu was him expressing how little interest he had in her.

Yorozu is pissed by this. She sees it as Sukuna rejecting her and I don’t think she’s wrong. Sukuna saved his special Cursed Technique (CT) for Gojo while turning Yorozu down. If we’re considering all the wedding imagery and references that started with Yorozu, I’m certainly allowed to read that as him saving himself for Gojo. (Think of how he lied to Gojo about being the first one he killed.)

There’s also the fact that Yorozu saw their battle as an expression love and lust—that the usage of CT is a type of foreplay under certain circumstances since it is an extension of the self. Combine that with the established premise that fighting is a type of a communication thanks to Maki vs Sumo Guy and you can start to see the courtship logic behind Sukuna’s treatment of Gojo.

If we are to read “The one who will teach you love is…Sukuna” there’s another adorable caveat. Yorozu uses the you pronoun あなた (Anata) for Sukuna.

It’s an informal you pronoun used by people learning Japanese. Native speakers try to avoid using it as it can come across as rude. But in the context of love? This is colloquially called the wife pronoun as its often used by a wife to her husband.

If you wanted to localize its usage in the way Yorozu means it, Anata might become “you, dear”. So here we have Sukuna dressed in white, like a bride to Gojo’s groom, thinking of him as Anata.

The problem is, Gojo doesn’t know that. Sukuna never bothered to open his mouth and say this was an act of love. Sure he told Kashimo in the most roundabout way possible, but Gojo was the one who needed to hear that. If a courtship is going to be this diabolically complicated, there has to be clear hints for the other party. JJK is not Umineko where there’s a witch that can revive the dead over and over until the idiot finally understands this was all for them.

Gojo also doesn’t have access to the kanji Sukuna uses to describe certain techinques or words. He hears the phonetics and runs with whatever best fits the context. This means there’s no way for him to catch the double-meaning unless he’s a certain type of lingust, which he is not. His manner of speech and personal interests don’t line up with the flowery language of the Heian Era. The types of written works Gojo is into are historical war politics from the Sengoku period (known for violence more than the fine arts), Shonen manga, and physics/math.

And what's this? According to CFYOW (the canon light novels): JJK Thorny Road at Dawn, Chapter 3 Asakusabashi Elegy, Gojo doesn't even like ancient poetry. You know, the thing Sukuna enjoys and tries to communicate with.

The Kokin Wakashu Gojo off-handedly disparages is a compilation of Hiean Era poetry known as Waka. This was the primary means of communication amongst the noble class and spiritual leaders at the time. And the thing is, this poetry is supposed to be read into. Down to the quality of stroke and paper, not just the kanji written. Especially for courtship.

It’s not that Gojo is stupid. He just doesn’t specialize in the studies that would give him a more critical ear to Sukuna's words. And Sukuna doesn’t seem to understand that no one in the modern era communicates like this anymore.

If you didn’t know, this is why Japanese characters introduce themselves they often describe what kanji their name is spelled with. Take for example: Satoru. He uses the kanji 悟 meaning enlightenment. This kanji can be read as Go instead of Satoru. Additionally, the name Satoru can be written in kanji as 聡 for smart, 智 for wisdom, 知 for knowledge, 了 for understanding, 哲 for philosophy, 聖 for virtuous, or 暁 for daybreak. That’s 8 different kanji possible if you hear the name Satoru.

This is why Sukuna’s wordplay for everything else can be easily missed by other characters. They hear the words and cannot read the kanji like us. Context decides what Sukuna means for them. And since Sukuna’s context for most is violence and insults, it’s very hard for them to think about his words in any other way.

And boy howdy does Gojo miss it. Sukuna straight up calls him his husband and it took me several rereads to catch it. While mocking Gojo for being unable to open his domain, Sukuna calls him "painfully ordinary". This is localized from the word 凡夫 (bonpu) which can also be translated as unenlightened. (A layered insult! Sukuna is pretty much saying Gojo's sorcery is so boring he shouldn't even call himself the Honored One.)

The thing is...Bonpu is comprised of the 2 kanji 凡 for mediocre, and 夫 for husband. (Please note that there are many other ways to call Gojo a ditz without using the kanji for husband.) And an update from the Replies: Turns out there's layers to the gayness too.

It's come full fudging circle. Gojo came dressed as a groom for a wedding and Sukuna thinks they're already married. The miscommunication is off the rails.

But wait! There's more...

Earlier I mentioned that the kanji for Enchain doubles as Megumi Activities. Let's break that down more. (Unfortunately the Twitter account of the person I referenced may or may not be nuked so here's this screenshot I've doctored.)

So we have the translation of Enchain from 契闊 (Keikatsu), which might be better localized as Separation.

This term comes from a Chinese poem about lovers who are husband and wife in The Book of Odes, Section I (Lessons from the States), Chapter 3 (The Odes of Bei), Poem 31 (Banging the Drum). (Here's a link to the full poem and context of it.)

In summary, it’s about a soldier who is on the brink of death, having lost nearly everything after being abandoned by those in power, lamenting the happiest days of his life with his love are ones he can never get back. (Hey that sounds just like what Sukuna did to Yuji!)

Keikatsu specifically comes from this passage:

“Our vow is beyond death and life”, I and you are together I always remembered. I will hold your hand, And together we grow old.

Too pitiful we are faraway apart, The distance separates us to meet again! Too miserable this takes forever, And it does not let us fulfill our vow!

Keikatsu is used to exemplify how the physical distance between the husband and wife prevents them from fulfilling their wedding vows. And that's just what Keikatsu/Enchain does to Yuji and Megumi, it causes painful separation neither of them wanted.

Keikatsu also tells Yuji exactly how Sukuna plans to do it. 契(kei)闊(katsu) can be written as 恵(kei)活(katsu). The kanji 恵 can be read as Kei or...Megumi. (It's the literal kanji used for his name.) The kanji 活 (katsu) can mean "activities", which is how we get Enchain=Megumi Activities.

A two for one special! Sukuna mocks Yuji for being so close with Megumi while telling him exactly how he's going to destroy their relationship.

It seems this has nothing to do with Gojo until you consider the 3rd possible reading from wordplay with 契闊 (Keikatsu). The kanji 契 when read as Kei refers to a promise, pledge or vow. When 契 read as Chigi? It can refer to sexual intercourse, especially between husband and wife.

So we have 契闊(keikatsu, separation), 恵(kei Megumi)活(katsu, activities), and 契(kei chigi, spousal sex)活(katsu, activities). It's no wonder he erased Yuji's memory of it.

Keep in mind, that when Sukuna uses Keikatsu, the only vow that he has made at this point is his promise to kill Gojo. He eventually does that using Megumi's body during a fight framed between groom and bride. And for reasons beyond their control, Sukuna and Gojo have been unable to fulfill that vow through lengthy separation.

Notes from poem "Banging the Drum" Sukuna references include the following:

"And during the operation, he lost his horse, which was a desperate situation (horses in ancient time carried soldier supply and weapons, are life companion for soldiers in advance or retreat), he lost his horse, his supply, maybe his armor and weapons, and the road he was facing that we may lose his life so he may never go back. In all these mess, he started searching, and somehow at this hopeless moment he started to revisit his happiest moment, when he together vowed in marriage ceremony with his wife, and he was even afraid that he might never see his love again."

"And His last statement for his true value is his home, his love, his fulfillment of his vow is his true duty. Hero's duty is to pursue love."

In Buddhism, which JJK is heavily influenced by, horses are a pretty big deal. Horses can represent the path to enlightenment, especially since The Buddha's horse is what takes him on this journey away from his wife and children. They separate in the end though, the horse dying of a broken heart.

Remember how Sukuna called Gojo unenlightened? He sort of guided Gojo to enlightenment using Mahoraga, whose Eight-Handed title is a reference to the Eightfold Path to be followed for enlightenment. Buddhist enlightenment is centered around liberation from suffering. (Just check the wiki entry to verify this.) Infinity was the source of Gojo's suffering and Sukuna cut right through it.

Sukuna has been running around with a broken heart for a good chunk of the post-Gojo fight. And if you take that into consideration with this poem and all the other symbolism, he's somehow a Buddha, a Bodhisattva, the dying husband, the widowed wife, and the heartbroken horse all at the same time. Not unlike his wordplay taking on every possible meaning at once.

But my point here is that Sukuna might’ve seen his fight with Gojo as consummation of their marriage. (There's probably a joke in here about the husband reaching climax while leaving his wife unsatisfied.) Remember in the wise words of Itagaki Keisuke, "Fighting and sex are exactly the same!"

In Conclusion?

This is possibly one of the most bizarre and elaborate expressions of love I have lost my mind over. Sukuna gave everything Gojo ever wanted from Jujutsu violently. He did it in such an unpleasant and cruel way that the target of his affection thought there was nothing between them. Sukuna also hid his intent under social norms that no longer exist. Unless Gojo happened to be into ancient literature, there was never a scenario where he would catch onto this. Sukuna's failure is critical on multiple levels.

It’s impressive. It really is. No one knows how Sukuna’s strange little brain works so he’s stuck being loner without anyone that fully understands him. (I’m still thinking about how Uraume didn’t know Sukuna was a twin for over 1,000 years.) He’d have to let people in and tell him outright, but he’s just like Gojo so I guess that’s never happening.

[blitziwitchwrites]

pairing: teacher!ryomen sukuna x teacher!reader x teacher!satoru gojo

content tags/warnings: MINORS DNI, smut, threesome/three way, mfm, mmf, sukugo, overstimulation, anal play/anal (sukuna fucking satoru), teasing, crying/dacryphilia, slight switch/dom sukuna, slight switch/sub satoru, switch reader, brat! satoru, brat taming/punishment, handjob (satoru), biting, choking, hair pulling, gagging, dumbfucking, rough, satoru and the reader end up like fucking JELLOO, sukuna’s FERAL, cockdrunk reader and pussy drunk satoru, safe word mentions, praise, degredation, oh my god they’re all just shameless sluts, unprotected sex, polyamory, polyamorous marriage, double husbands, love free for all, dude tis is just an absolute whorefest i’m being so fr here, true form sukuna, porn without plot, mlm missionary, full nelson (sukuna doing the work while reader’s on satoru), riding, agh this is a mess

author’s note: THE HORNY TIDES ARE HIGH TONIGHT GUYSSSS… i’m picturing an au where sukuna is a teacher at jujutsu tech with the others and the reader teaches with him and satoru and the three of them are married because YAY POLYAMORY anyways hehe enjoy

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imagining teacher!ryomen sukuna pounding out teacher!satoru’s ass on his desk while you, their shared wife, tease and overstimulate satoru from behind…

it had just been such a long day! sukuna was exhausted. you were exhausted. satoru was exhausted. unfortunately (or, moreso, fortunately-), being exhausted often led to satoru being mouthy and clingy. and, when you walked to sukuna’s office to find satoru already there- having followed sukuna around like a lost puppy dog all day since he couldn’t find you- it was evident that sukuna was having a hard time reeling himself in from retaliating against the constant “make me”s leaving satoru’s mouth after every request, the random pokes and squeezes, and the whimpers and pouts and huffs. 

so, it was evident what you all needed after such a long thing. it took maybe five minutes before sukuna’s desk was cleared, satoru laid back on it, stripped bare with nothing but his blindfold wrapped taught around his throat, gripped tightly in your hand. sukuna stood on one end of the desk, satoru’s ankles draped over sukuna’s shoulders, pushing himself into satoru after using nothing but his spit and fingers to prep the white-haired man, while you knelt next to satoru on the desk, leaning over him, your hand wrapped tight around satoru’s cock as you squeezed the blindfold around his neck, his blue eyes dripping onto his pale cheeks.

 one thing about sukuna? sukuna was big. inhumanely so, with over eleven inches of thick, heavy meat between his legs, throbbing and pulsing as he pushed into satoru’s tight hole. satoru’s toes curled, his eyes watering as he let out a scream from the sting of sukuna’s stretch- the two didn’t do this often, never outside of your request- but they’d done this enough that satoru’s face turned red with embarrassment at how he still hadn’t managed to get used to the feeling of sukuna pulsing inside of him. tears dripped down satoru’s cheeks, his cock twitching in your hand, growing harder and thicker and engorging in your grasp. his bright pink tip weeped pre-cum nearly as quickly as his eyes did tears. you squeezed your hand, some of his pre-cum flooding out as he hissed, gently dripping down his cock and onto your knuckles as he spasmed, letting out a loud gasp as sukuna began to withdraw from inside of him, only to push deeper into him again.

“shit! shit! shit!” satoru sobbed out, his eyes dripped with tears as his back arched, his sphincter squeezing hard around sukuna, trying to push him out as sukuna pushed into him. satoru shook, trembling, his lip quivering as his cock throbbed, his balls swaying above sukuna’s cock as sukuna bottomed out, a low chuckle erupting from his gut. you watched, unable to hide your fit of giggles, the sound making satoru’s gut do backflips as he whimpered, his toes curling beneath sukuna’s back. “too much! too much!”

“now, now, ‘toru,” you coo down to your husband, your grip on the blindfold tightening, squeezing your throat as you look down at your husband while he sobs pathetically, trying to accommodate the stretch of your other husband. “‘kuna says you’ve been being a brat all day today. you know what happens to brats. you made the rule up yourself!”

satoru whimpers, looking up at you, his tears dripping down his cheeks, before he lets out a yelp at the feeling of sukuna withdrawing again, the pink-haired man chuckling at your words. “what’s the matter, gojo? thought you wanted all of this attention?”

“too much! shit- agh! too much!” satoru whines, his back arching, before he cries out your name as you start to slowly drag your hand up and down his cock, leaning over it to loosely drip a trail of spit onto his throbbing erection. more pre-cum pulses out of his hands, his balls growing heavier with need as satoru pants, before he squeezes his eyes shut, letting out a weak sob. “i’m sorry! i’m sorry! please! please slow down!”

gently, you lean over. you softly kiss satoru’s cheek, moving your hand holding his blindfold, twisting it slightly and brushing some of his salty tears off his face. “do you remember your safe word, baby?”

meekly, satoru looks up at you, nodding his head. “mhm,” he hums quietly, his eyelashes fluttering a bit as his bright blue eyes stare up into your soul. you squeeze his cock again, staring down at him, causing satoru to hiss, his cock twitching in your hand. “r-r-ramen! safe word is ramen!”

“good boy,” you giggle softly, kissing his cheek again. “don’t forget your safeword now, m’kay?” you coo down to him, to which satoru weakly nods his head, before he lets out a loud cry when sukuna begins to speed up his pace. satoru lets out a low groan, his cock throbbing angrily in your hand as his ass tightens, squeezing around sukuna as sukuna grabs ahold of satoru’s hips, squeezing them hard enough to bruise his pretty pale skin. satoru arches his back, and you reach down, pressing against satoru’s stomach, pushing him down again as you start to stroke him faster, pumping satoru’s cock up and down as he sobs. 

satoru’s stomach flinches back beneath your hand, sucking in as his cock glistens, his pre-cum dripping over your hand as you stroke it, pumping up and down as you spit on his again, moving faster. satoru’s hands grip the edge of the desk for leverage, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he tries to arch his back, only to be held down by you, his adoring wife, as his husband begins to snap his hips forward faster, the sound of skin and low groans filling the room as satoru sobs, weeping and begging for more while begging for everything to halt all at once, biting his lip to try and muffle his sounds until you lean down, biting satoru’s lip for him, biting it until you broke skin and his lip bled as punishment for trying to muffle all of his pretty sounds.

satoru’s chest rises and falls quicker, his adams apple bobbing as he swallows, his body tensing and his thighs squeezing as his cock spasms, his balls twitching as he cums, his creamy white seed splashing hard all over your hand, and up into the air, splattering onto his chest, some small bits even flinging onto sukuna’s chest as satoru lets out a high-pitched scream of ecstasy, his ass squeezing so tight that sukuna nearly busts on the spot, his balls clenching as he holds squeezes satoru’s hips rough, having to slow down. 

and yet, you don’t, your hand refusing to slow down for even a moment after satoru comes, causing him to shriek and jerk, his hips raising off the table enough as he flings himself off the table, trying to escape your relentless hand, until sukuna pushes satoru down onto the desk again with a hard thud. he takes one hand off of satoru’s hips, grabbing satoru’s ankles with one head and pinning them together above the air as you relentlessly squeeze and jerk satoru’s cock, twisting your wrist and spitting on it as he sobs. “wait, wait, ah shit wait! too much! baby baby baby please slow down!”

you huff, gently wriggling satoru’s blindfold up from his neck. however, instead of taking it all the way off, you stop when the fabric is above his jaw, secured on his head by his lips, before you shove the fabric of the blindfold into his mouth for him to bite down on, gagging his screams and sobs before someone staying late came in and heard you all, witnessing you and sukuna absolutely slutting out your husband- not even managing to make it home before you did so. once satoru was gagged, you shifted, lifting your hips. you slip off your skirt and your panties, letting them drop to the ground with satoru’s clothes, before you shift. you take satoru’s ankles from sukuna, pinning satoru’s ankles above his head, his ass up in the air as sukuna snaps his hips rougher, harder, while you sit on satoru’s sensitive cock after he comes a second time, pushing his pulsing and bruised cock into your pussy, your walls enveloping satoru mercilessly as you move your hand to rest on his throat, your other hand tugging at his hair as you lean down, bouncing up and down on satoru’s cock.

you bite at satoru’s tear-stained cheeks while cries, gently kissing and nipping at his flesh, before you begin to kiss at his neck, biting and sucking and nibbling as you begin to scatter satoru’s pale white skin with dark purple bruises that’ll last for days, showing no mercy as his hard and sensitive cock weeps inside of you, pulsing and filling you past your brink, a bulge forming in your tummy from satoru’s size as you bounce up and down, the swaying of satoru’s body from being pummeled by sukuna behind you assisting you in your relentless riding as you swirl and swing your hips.

suddenly, you let out a scream as you feel satoru slam against your g-spot, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as your eyes roll back, satoru’s rolling back in unison. sukuna grunts from behind you, gently grabbing ahold of your hair from behind and yanking you upwards towards him, tilting your head back to look up at him as you rock your hips back and forth on satoru’s cock, a whimper escaping your lips as satoru bursts inside of you, screaming into the blindfold as he fills you up, your eyes locked on sukuna as he tsks down at you, shaking his head.

“such noisy whores,” sukuna grumbles. “all of tokyo’s going to hear you two if something isn’t done about this.” he says, snapping his hips harder into satoru, his cock throbbing inside of satoru’s clenching ass as he looks down at you. “take your revenge, satoru. shut her up, before i shut her up for you.” he insists, looking down at satoru with a grumble, causing satoru to lift one hand up from the desk. “open.” sukuna coos to you, which you reply, as satoru shoves his fingers inside your mouth. you eagerly close your mouth, sucking on satoru’s fingers as satoru’s second hand moves up, gripping the back of your head to hold you in place as sukuna lets you go.

sukuna moves his hands, looping them beneath your knees, bringing your knees up in his hands as he lets out a low growl, shaking his head. “promiscuous sluts.” he grumbles to himself. “you both are lucky i have the tolerance for such insatiable messes- making me do all the fucking work to appease your needs.” he grunts, before he lifts you up on satoru’s cock, only to bounce you down. his second set of arms grip satoru’s legs, holding them in place to keep them out of the way- it was a miracle satoru was as flexible as he was, his ankles up past his head and in the air from how he is folded. sukuna switches his rhythm, lifting you and raising you as he pushes his cock deep into satoru’s rectum, pumping and pushing as he manually bounces you up and down on satoru’s cock, satoru’s grip on your hair tightening and his fingers pushing down your throat as sukuna fucks into him, satoru’s eyes rolling back as the three of you sink into bliss, the sound of your muffled moans and sukuna’s grunts and groans, the desk creaking, and skin slapping all echoing throughout the classroom.

finally, sukuna quickens his pace, pummeling himself into satoru’s ass until satoru is screaming, bouncing you up and down on satoru without mercy, your legs becoming jello as you squirt on satoru’s cock when it spasms again, cumming inside of you, your fluids mixing as you both see stars. sukuna buries his face in your chest as he groans lowly, before he suddenly bites down on your shoulder, pushing himself to the hilt inside of satoru as he bursts inside of him, filling satoru up until he is dripping, satoru panting and half-conscious on the desk, before finally, satoru releases you, sukuna following soon after.

you collapse on satoru’s chest, your face burying into his neck as he gently wraps his arms around you, pulling his blindfold from his mouth as the two of you lay on sukuna’s desk, both completely fucked out and even more exhausted than before. slowly, you turn your cheek, glancing up at sukuna as he slowly pulls out of satoru, causing satoru to gasp and whine, his legs finally able to rest, dangling over sukuna’s desk until his feet touch the floor, his legs even more sore than yours, the two of you nothing but watery gelatin on sukuna’s desk.

and gently, carefully, sukuna leans over. he pinches your cheek, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, before he grunts, lifting his head in time for satoru to kiss the top of your head, holding you close and snuggling into you as sukuna stands, brushing himself off, already preparing himself for the weight of having to carry you both to the car once you’re dressed… or at least preventable to the public view.

at least he had four arms, he supposed.

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[hermitw]

All my JJK character playlists (what I think they listen to) in one post (will be edited to add more when they are longer)

Every playlist is best shuffled, unless stated otherwise.

sorry these are in no particular order! pls lmk if there's any issue w the links. there are more in progress for ships/characters etc so if there's any you want, I can prioritize working on them but I take these too seriously and some have had 1 song for like a year bc it has to Feel Right

I work rly hard to have these be just my own hcs and not copying anyone elses, so I don't take recs but if you want me to hear any song I'll probably listen and maybe add it to some of them <3 I just love it when our hcs are unique and I like to see others and be like, oh that would never occur to me but I see the vision! it's more interesting to have different interpretations I think. but everyone is welcome to listen/save/share these <3

Satoru Gojo before prison realm (perfect for 2am mental breakdowns when u gotta dance and cry at any moment)

Gojo Satoru - prison realm, just prison realm (I tried to hold back forever on this. Yes, it's his 3rd playlist. 5th if u count the ships)

Gojo Satoru - prison realm and after

Satosugu's blended playlist gives me chest pain

Suguru Geto (such a vibe especially when it's raining)

Yuuji Itadori (actually in chronological order)

Itafushi blended playlist

Megumi Fushiguro

Tokyo first years' aux (Yuuji and Nobara control it but Gojo is living his best left and Fushiguro is just there like 😒 📖)

Ino Takuma (I think he'd listen to full albums)

Miwa's (cried while making this tbh)

Choso (over 50hrs, so it's vibes and emotion and chill, everything)

Kenjaku (can't cry to this one)

(only 10 images fit in a post so if you want the colored panel lmk idk if they've all been posted here atp)

Mai Zenin - The cuntiest playlist to cry to

Toji Zenin / Fushiguro (is in chronological order)

Shiu Kong

Toji & Shiu - this is like, when they were close before Toji was lost to the brain eating worm

Mechamaru's aux (I'm content w the order, no significance. Mechamaru's colored manga panel here)

Hanami's aux & colored manga panel (I did the heat stroke trend for this)

Yuuta Okkotsu - obv he listened to La Dispute

Shoko Ieri - yes her temporary cover is from the burger king video. I laughed at that thing every day for like 2 weeks.

these feel unfinished so but are going up before I forget to share (some of them are hours long I'm just a bitch)

Nanami Kento - guess I subconsciously think he's a closet theater kid?

Sukuna - includes songs that sound like his domain expansion.

Sukugo's blended playlist

The merger - Maybe not a character but deserves its own playlist

Mahito - tbh this is fun to listen to (my character analysis on him is irrelevant dw)

Toge Inumaki - resident troll

Junpei Yoshino - sorry but you know his hair is greasy

Nanako & Mimiko Hasaba - a compromise between their style

Mimiko Hasaba - morute

Nanako Hasaba - gyaru

Hakari Kinji - a lot of Japanese and Russian ig? Junji ito's music taste influenced

Kirara - she has the best taste probably idk

Hakari & Kirara

Ijichi Kiyotaka - should I apologize to him? I made this in sincerity.

Ijichi's 2nd playlist - for when he's driving and doesn't want to get bullied for putting everything on shuffle again 😔

Nobara Kugisaki - the first 2 songs are the duality of her I love it

Maki Zenin - chronological I guess

Nishimiya

Yu Haibara

Utahime - this is just vibes idk

Todo Aoi - should I apologize for this?...i could find an artist like that idol he's obsessed with and fill it out better (idk much about that scene so it's... Everything else rn)

Noritoshi Kamo - the one we meet at the exchange event, not kenjaku or the Noritoshi he possessed 150 years ago.

Naoya Zenin - I hate this bitch w my whole heart but just looking at him? good taste I fear 😔

Hiromi Higuruma - this hits so good when ur rly rly tired or late at night.

Hana (the angel) - some songs I cannot listen to without imagining her getting over Fushiguro while listening to them.

[gojoest]

This might be a little controversial, but as much as I love self ships or self indulgent, I do think people should be allowed to ship characters with who is implied or it is shown to have great bond or connection (ofc as long as it's legal and appropriate).

They're just fictional characters. Let's just enjoy and indulge ourselves with the characters themselves instead of saying that it's wrong for people to ship characters or for people to self ship. At the end of the day, they're not real and just a creation of the author behind the work.

i actually don’t think that’s controversial at all! ppl should absolutely be free to ship whatever characters they want whether that’s based on a strong bond shown in canon or just something that speaks to them personally even if the relationship is morally gray. fiction should always be a safe space to explore all kinds of dynamics even ones that wouldn’t work or be acceptable in real life

it’s totally natural to ship characters with an established connection like satosugu but that doesn’t mean less conventional ships or even crack ships aren’t valid too. it really doesn’t have to make sense to anyone but the person enjoying it. like i know sukugo probably makes zero sense to some but i enjoy it and that’s enough

at the end of the day we all have our personal boundaries and things we’re not into but that shouldn’t stop others from having fun with what they love or simply exploring darker themes in fiction. the healthiest thing we can do is focus on the content we enjoy and let others do the same without trying to police it

[anaer]

wip wednesday thursday (feb 20 25)

I'm off by a day oh no I forgot yesterday

JJK Sukugo Rating: the continued adventures of the plot sneaking its way into my smut

Sukuna finds him again. He makes a pattern of it: seeking Satoru out before Satoru has even started trying to find him in return. They fight until they fuck, and they fuck until they fight some more except for when they don’t. Sometimes, they talk. Sometimes, Sukuna decides to partake in Satoru’s more nonsense indulgences to varying results.

They go to the arcade. It doesn’t end in a bloodbath.

They go to an onsen. That does.

Satoru rolls his eyes as the pieces of the attendants hit the floor. Brave, for looking at the tattooed monster in front of them and choosing still to attempt to enforce the rules. To deny Sukuna entry. Foolishly entertaining.

Sukuna’s violence is a beautiful thing, something Satoru has grown to appreciate. He leans over the counter, examining the way blood seeps into the carpet. Their bodies can’t even be called that anymore, diced into equal sized pieces so fine they look professional. It’s always impressive – always feels impressive, when he's the one being cleaved.

Still excessive, though. Satoru doesn’t generally find satisfaction in pointless violence the way Sukuna does, but he knows himself capable of it. He has in the past, and he will again in the future. He would now if it didn’t bore him.

Leaning back from the counter, Satoru turns to look at Sukuna. He pulls his hand out of his pocket, wallet staying where it was. “I was just going to pay them off,” he says, “but that works, too.”

“You lack self-respect,” Sukuna replies.

Satoru huffs out a laugh. Sukuna’s definitions of things like self-respect continue to baffle him. “Well, I am fucking around with you, so.” A cursory glance confirms they’re alone here, and he easily abuses his technique to close and lock the main entrance door.

When Sukuna reaches for him, Satoru doesn’t let him. He feels when Sukuna starts to slip through Limitless and twists the space in front of him – steps and he’s across the room. He’s in a mood today, he already knows, or he wouldn’t have brought Sukuna here to start. It twists into a new shape inside of him, reacting to the remnants of brutality he still has full view of. He still has full view of Sukuna, too, discontent obvious as he turns from the space Satoru had occupied to look at where he now stands.

Satoru steps through the door. Throws a hand over his shoulder to beckon Sukuna on and knows without checking he’s being followed.

[blue-cat-ter-flies-blog]

A little canon-adjacent/divergent Sukugo!

This is happens when Satoru gets sealed in Shinjuku. By some weird twist of fate; a whim of the gods; or even an act of sympathy by some errant being- the space of the Prison Realm, somehow, connects to Sukuna's Domain during the time he was still sealed in his Fingers and hadn't been reincarnated.

And now, two of jujustu history's Strongest are meeting at their weakest. Satoru with nothing but the barest CE within his own soul and Sukuna at a merest fraction of his entire strength.

But their weakest is still stronger than most and while their clash is mostly without CE, it's still enough to thrill them both when they finally meet someone at their level.

So while Satoru is still sealed, the pair get to know each other, spar with each other regularly- verbally and physically- and, eventually, fall in love. Not that they manage to truly figure it out until just before Satoru is unsealed- and even then, it's fucking Sukuna who tries to tell Satoru just as the other man is ripped away. All before Sukuna can say more than his name, leaving the King of Curses alone in his Domain once more- shrine empty of the mortal god that had, for but a brief moment, graced its walls.

Now I have 3 branches from here-

What one of Sukuna's Fingers know, he knows so he's somewhat familiar with Satoru on the night of his reincarnation but won't or can't do much until he's either stronger or until after Satoru's unsealed. (Satoru didn't say much about how he was sealed, just that he was. Or someone/thing was interfering to 'keep things on track' a la Wibbly Wobbly Principles.) (He's very pissed that someone touched Satoru- even if it allowed them to meet in the first place.)

Knows jack-shit until he eats the finger that 'possessed' the memories of meeting Satoru in that strange liminal space during Shinjuku and is completely Pissed Off (TM) that Kenjaku dared to touch what was his but plays along until he could get his hands on the Prison Realm and the sorcerors had found a way to unseal Satoru.

Sukuna Simps, secretly, from Day 1 and is completely intent on getting his own body so that he can sex up Satoru as soon as, and as much as, possible. The only reason he doesn't do more than flirt is because he knows Satoru is as possessive and protective over his students as Sukuna is over what's his and doing anything in Yuuji's body will definitely get him sexiled the moment he has his own body. Satoru is very appreciative over Sukuna's restraint once he's unsealed since, again, Wibbly Wobbly Principles.

[poutysprouty]

FLORIOGRAPHY FOR THE EMOTIONALLY CONSTIPATED -- Sukugo

Satoru had never had a home before. Just places he survived in. Rooms he didn’t decorate. Garbage bags stuffed with whatever few belongings he owned. Smiles he faked.

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CHAPTER 8

“So what’s the meaning of this bouquet?” Suguru’s voice carried through the still morning air of Inkbound, low and amused as he leaned against the counter with a steaming mug of coffee in hand.

Satoru stood near the front desk of the tattoo shop, his fingers delicately adjusting the angle of a tulip nestled within a carefully curated arrangement of flowers. Morning light spilled through the windows in soft, golden streaks, illuminating the crisp petals and catching on the dew-like sheen still clinging to some of the stems. 

He was still blinking sleep from his eyes, his hair slightly tousled, evidence of a late night spent agonizing over colors, symbolism, and spite.

“I was too tired to figure out a poetic way to say ‘bitch,’” Satoru replied. He stepped back, placing his hands on his hips as he tilted his head and gave the bouquet one final, approving glance. “So I chose some flowers that spelled it out for me.”

The bouquet stood proud in a clear glass vase today, artful in a way that was both beautiful and biting. Bluebells meant humility. Purple irises meant wisdom. Red tulips flared bright with passion, and yellow carnations for disappointment. And then, nestled scarcely throughout, was hemlock: elegant, slender, and poisonous.

Suguru raised a brow, stepping closer to inspect the arrangement. “Subtle.”

Satoru smirked, arms crossed as he rocked back on his heels. “In its own way, it’s a message. I passionately hope he learns some humility. The carnations just... drive the point home.” He shrugged, eyes glittering with mischief as he nodded toward the dark green stems of hemlock tucked between the tulips. “And the hemlock? That’s just for fun. Maybe don’t let anybody touch it, though. It’s poisonous to the touch. Probably won’t kill anybody just by touching, but could cause issues.”

Suguru choked on his coffee mid-sip, a spluttering laugh breaking from him at Satoru’s nonchalant cruelty. He turned away slightly, hand rising to cover his mouth as he coughed and cleared his throat, trying to recover some semblance of dignity.

“You’re really going all out, huh?” he managed, voice still rough with amusement, eyes glinting as he looked back toward the bouquet and its very specific, venom-laced message.

Satoru didn’t bother hiding the satisfied smirk tugging at his lips. “He pisses me off,” he said simply, cocking a hip and resting one hand on the edge of the desk. “This is my way of giving him a metaphorical middle finger without actually causing any issues.”

Suguru shook his head, chuckling again as he stepped around to the other side of the desk, arms crossed loosely as he leaned in to study the bouquet. “You know,” he mused, his tone light, “the entire time I’ve known Sukuna, I don’t think I’ve ever met someone who butts heads with him like this. It’s kinda funny.”

Satoru laughed, reaching forward to nudge a slightly askew iris back into place. “He makes it fun, honestly.”

There was an almost affectionate gleam in his eye, though he'd never admit it aloud. The chaotic energy between him and Sukuna was half war, half sport. It kept him on his toes. Kept things interesting.

He stepped back from the table, brushing his hands together. “Anyway, I gotta get back to the shop. See you later?”

Suguru nodded and followed him to the door, still smiling. “Yeah. We’re all going to Golden Hour after the shop closes if you feel like closing early and coming with.”

Satoru paused at the threshold, the morning breeze tousling the edge of his hair as he mulled it over. The idea of a few drinks and good company after another long day wasn’t the worst.

“Yeah, sure,” he said with a shrug. “If the shop’s slow enough, I think that’d be fun.”

Suguru’s grin was nearly blinding. “Sounds good. I’ll let everyone know.”

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

The day passed faster than Satoru expected. The hours blurred together—orders taken, flowers wrapped, petals trimmed with gentle precision. 

The kind of rhythm that lulled the mind into something peaceful, even meditative.

There was only one real incident to break the calm: a frail, elderly customer had leaned too heavily against one of the glass display tables, and the entire thing had crashed to the ground in a glittering explosion of shards and blooms. 

For a moment, Satoru had felt irritation tighten in his chest, jaw ticking, but when he saw the horror on the old man’s face—thin hands trembling, eyes wide with guilt—that irritation softened.

The man had apologized profusely, stammering out words while trying to help pick up the pieces. Satoru had gently ushered him aside before he could cut himself, assuring him that accidents happened. Not only did the man insist on paying for the damage, but he also left behind a crisp hundred-dollar bill, folded neatly under the cash register drawer as a tip.

Satoru took it as a win. He wasn’t exactly swimming in money, and that unexpected boost meant more padding for the savings account he’d opened Saturday—the first one he’d ever had. That thought alone brought a swell of pride to his chest. Stability. A future. Foreign concepts, but not unwelcome ones.

By 5 o'clock, however, he was beginning to feel restless. A few customers still milled around the shop, slowly browsing the arrangements like they had all the time in the world. He caught himself glancing at the clock more than once, watching the minutes tick by with a slow drag.

He’d hoped the day might be slow enough to close up early and meet the Inkbound crew at Golden Hour—everyone but Sukuna, preferably. That man could stay brooding in his tattoo cave for all Satoru cared.

It wasn’t just about the food or the chance to see more of the town. It was about something else. Something new.

Satoru had never really had friends before. Not real ones. Just passing faces, brief flares of affection before people moved on, always leaving him in their wake. But something about Hinode had begun to wear down the fortress he’d spent years building.

In a short time, the town had begun to feel like more than just a place he was passing through. It had started to feel like a home.

And Satoru had never had a home before. Just places he survived in. Rooms he didn’t decorate. Garbage bags stuffed with whatever few belongings he owned. Smiles he faked.

Now, there was something tethering him here. An invisible string knotted tightly to the people he was starting to look forward to seeing and the routines that filled his days. 

He knew better than to trust it completely. It had only been a week, and life had a way of taking things from him. He was still braced for that inevitable rip, waiting for it all to collapse like a house of cards.

But until that happened… he decided he wanted to enjoy it. All of it. The laughter, the companionship, the feeling of being seen.

Because who knew when, or if, he’d ever get another chance.

It was a quarter past 5 when the bell over the door gave one last cheerful jingle, the final customer offering a polite nod and soft thanks before stepping out into the early evening light. Satoru stood frozen for a second behind the counter, holding his breath like the moment might betray him.

And then the door clicked shut.

In an instant, he bolted around the counter, darting to the front window with a flurry of motion that was far from graceful. He pressed his hands to the glass and peered up and down the street, searching for the telltale signs of loiterers, last-minute flower shoppers, or indecisive romantics who might come back for "just one more arrangement."

Nothing.

The street was empty. Gloriously, blessedly empty.

Satoru grinned, a thrill rushing through him as he spun the sign to read CLOSED, the satisfying clunk of the door lock following a heartbeat later. He rushed through pulling the drawer from the register and locking it in the safe in the back room. Everything else could wait until he got back.

His long legs carried him toward the stairs at a speed that was almost too much for his own coordination. His toe caught the lip of the first step, and he stumbled, catching himself just in time with a muted curse. He’d never admit it—not even under threat of death—but he'd absolutely tripped and nearly eaten shit on his own staircase a few times already.

Upstairs, he didn’t waste a second. Off came the dirt-streaked button-up and soil-smudged apron, dumped in a pile on the floor as he rifled through the closet. He pulled on a pair of jeans that fit like a second skin and tugged an old band tee over his head. 

The shirt was faded, soft with age, and a little threadbare at the collar, but it was comfortable and casual and clean. Somehow, it had survived since middle school.

He ran a quick hand through his hair in the mirror, pausing just long enough to grin at his reflection, before he was halfway out the door.

Golden Hour was waiting.

[specialgradefckr]

(BYHTD Sukuna anon) Ah! In that case, I do have a request, which I will sheepishly admit may be obvious, (BYHTD Sukuna and reader messing with satosugu) (or anything with Sukuna actually)

I'm not sure how widely comms are done in this fandom, but you would certainly have a customer here!

ahhh i remember this discussion! thank you so much for your love of my work <3 i still don't know about taking comms but i do take suggestions/requests!

however, i can't promise what will come of them (something short, something rambly, or maybe a fic-like work), and i also have a HEAVY gojo bias, with a lesser bias towards geto and sukuna. other characters are almost always going to be a miss.

however! BYHTD is next up in my docket, at least, i want it to be, so let's check in on this. i know i've suggested a wide (hilarious) range of sukuna ideas for BYHTD - tbh most of them are fulfilled in this awesome series by @indiewritesxoxo where you actually fuck sukuna when your roommates satoru and suguru are screwing with you. it's called slim pickins and you can find it here!

but if you want my take on it... i do like sukugo and i especially like how i tossed in sukuna being catfished by you in heartline gone flat shdfglhdg. so if i were to pull him back in, i think it would be picking up on that plotline.

say, suguru is in denial after the events of heartline gone flat, so he goes out drinking - without satoru. satoru, after all, has just gotten his love confession from you, or as good as in his eyes. suguru walked away with nothing.

out drinking, i could see him running into sukuna again. sukuna's exactly the kind of asshole who would call suguru a fag and ask where his slutty twink boyfriend is skfdjlhgsdhg like that would be such a fun fight.

obviously sukuna's full of shit because he wanted that slutty twink for himself, but when suguru says as much sukuna's just gleeful that he took the bait.

"why isn't he here then? looks like he was a little too slutty for you. saw a girl on your onlyfans the other day, he seemed more into it than you were. guess he's less of a fag than you are?"

skdfjhglsdhgdsg like OH MY GOD he's just. such an utter SHAMLESS shit-stirrer. suguru's a champ, he'd call sukuna out for still being subscribed to the OF, for being a "fag" himself chasing that so-called "slutty twink"'s tail.

just. just two men who are genuinely pretty intelligent and perceptive but also so fucking toxic they could start a nuclear reaction. i swear to god there'd be a fistfight somewhere down the line. maybe caused by sukuna talking about how dirty he'd like to do you, getting egged on to say even more nasty shit by suguru's reactions...

but then suguru gets to come home, half-drunk and beaten up. he's the mom friend and he looks like this. bonus points if he's passed out and it's sukuna dropping him off at your doorstep, laughing his ass off like they're just regular drinking buddies. probably hitting on you/satoru as well. maybe he gropes suguru while he's taking him back just for funsies. what a DICK. sfhghdg

that being said, i do doubt that i'll bring sukuna back into BYHTD, at least in the near future, BUT. i actually have a fic which will have him as a pretty central/main character that i'm writing up the prologue for already.

well, i have two fics like that actually BUT! the one in drafts is a very different series from what i've worked on before and has a lot of fun potential. and none of these fics are the sukugo/reader idea i've been waiting for, but trust!! one day!!! i gotchu anon <3

[kage-567]

Sukugo fic recs [part 3]

Lay waste to all I thought I knew by Luluwoo

Gojo Satoru, the current wielder of the Six Eyes and the Limitless curse technique, had a secret. Born with a mark of unknown origin and meaning, Satoru's place in this world had, without his knowledge, long been decided by the Universe itself. When he comes face-to-face with the one who bears the same, exact mark, he is once more caught up in the crossfire between the fate of the world, and the fate of his heart. ********** Ryoumen Sukuna, the King of Curses and the Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer in History. His reincarnation into the modern world should have spelled the beginning of his new reign of terror. Instead, it spells the beginning of the end for the life he had once known. A blue-eyed menace and a prophecy from a thousand years ago forces the King of Curses to make a decision : A life of endless bloodshed and the thrill of the kill, Or the chance to love Gojo Satoru.

4 Times Gojo ("Accidentally") Kisses Sukuna (To Shut Him Up) And The 1 Time Sukuna Wasn't Having It by YunaYamiMouto

Ever since he ingested the first of Sukuna's Fingers, the King of Curses had these special days when he was simply insufferable. And no matter what Yuuji or his friends did, more often than not, they couldn't get him to buzz off. The first time Gojo-sensei hears wind of this and gets involved, though, they learn that the Strongest Sorcerer has a simple trick to keep Sukuna in check on his annoying days.

Divine Beings by rainbow333

After the events of Shinjuku Showdown, Ryomen Sukuna is seperated and transformed into his original human body and taken prisoner by Satoru Gojo, who had miraculously survived what seemed like certain death. Expecting the usual torture methods of teeth and fingernail removal, Sukuna came to realise Gojo had something far more agonizing in mind. Being forced to adjust to this dreadful modern world and help him search for something that could change Jujutsu Society for good.

What The Heart Wants by Asahel

If anything life had taught him, it was to be patient and Sukuna can be as patient as he needs to be. And waiting for the opportunity to arise…he'll have the Six Eyes for himself. He always gets what he wants in the end.

The Only Path that Matters, is the One that leads Me to You by Luluwoo

Sukuna fears nothing. As the King of Curses, a God among the mortals, he is at the top of the food chain and lives accordingly : When he is hungry, he eats. When he is tired, he rests. When he wants to kill, he slaughters. The world bows to him and no force exists that could challenge his might. Though, with the position of power he holds, there are few things that are able to offer him sufficient entertainment. Let alone anything that captures his attention for more than moments at a time. At least, that is the case until he decides to venture down the road less travelled and meets a beautiful stranger. One with eyes made of gemstones, and a voice made of memories. Bewitching. New. Interesting. A treasure.

How long is Forever? by Luluwoo

Being sealed in the Prison Realm was, unfortunately, nothing new for Gojo Satoru. What was new, however, was being sealed in the Prison Realm with someone else. Someone who he had never envisioned spending any amount of time with. Outside of the time it would take to fight them to the death, of course. But, when trapped in a world that no longer made sense and experiencing feelings he thought he'd buried long ago, his cellmate might end up being the only thing that keeps Gojo from going insane.

I Live More in Your arms by Luluwoo

"To find the way back home, you must first find each other." ••••••••• When what should have been a simple mission goes awry, the balance of the world shifts, Infinity breaks apart, and Gojo and Sukuna are magically transported to an alternate universe. A place lost in time, controlled by a Deity that is more familiar, and dangerous, than they could ever imagine. While trapped in this strange world with unknown rules and laws, tensions rise as the pair are forced into situations that end up bonding them in the most unexpected of ways. Love and Hate are two sides of the same coin and that fact has never been more true than with these two. Their fates are tied together now. For better or for worse. This is something they will both come to realise…but at what cost?

I (We) Alone, the Honored One(s) by kat_4

The story I've always wanted to tell.

Obsession by EvolvingCatFish

When Gojo jolted awake, the memories of the airport had long been erased from his mind. What was left in its place was a splitting migraine and enough pain that could last a normal person a lifetime. But Gojo wasn’t normal. Or alive. He was supposed to be dead. (continuation of jjk ch 236)

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