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[cursedcanon]

YandereGetoxNonSorcerer

warnings:???none tbh.Slight mentions of killing. Geto is yandere but ..a healthy one?KIND OF??(idk if that’s possible but just go with it)

You’re the only non-sorcerer he doesn’t hate. Despite his disgust for non-sorcerers, something about you dismantles the logic behind his beliefs. He tells himself you’re different—smarter, more empathetic, more aware. This exception turns into obsession. If anyone points out the hypocrisy, he kills them without a second thought.

He isolates you for your own “protection.” He convinces you to stop going out, cut ties with others, and rely on him—“just until things are safe.” He doesn’t scream or threaten. He uses quiet persuasion, and a calm smile, until one day you realize you're completely alone with him.

He never raises his voice or hand. Even when furious, Geto remains soft-spoken and composed around you. It’s far more terrifying—because his control means nothing slips through. The scariest part is how gentle he always seems... right after killing someone.

He’s jealous in quiet, violent ways. He watches closely when you talk to others. If a sorcerer touches you, even innocently, that person disappears. He doesn’t scold you—but the next time you ask where someone went, he just says, “Don’t worry about them.”

 Slow, possessive affection. His love is intense, but expressed slowly. Hand-feeding you, brushing your hair, tucking you in—these are his rituals. But it always has the same undercurrent: you are mine. Every act of love is marked with a slight possessiveness, like he’s afraid you’ll vanish if he lets go for even a second.

He worships you in private. To everyone else, he’s the cold, composed cult leader. But in your presence, he kneels, murmurs your name like a prayer, and treats you like something divine. It’s not just obsession—it’s reverence. You are his only softness.

He calls his control “love.” Every boundary he breaks, he calls devotion. Every manipulation is a form of protection. He tells you gently: “No one will ever love you like I do.” And in a way, he’s right—because no one else would ever dare love you like this.

heh. 🥲

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Half asleep thoughts(Headcanons):

Nothing yet—he’s just sleeping. Check back later.

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Half asleep thoughts(Headcanons):

Nothing yet—he’s just sleeping. Check back later.

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Half asleep thoughts(Headcanons):

(healthy)YandereGetoxNonSorcerer

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HELLLO

Welcome to my sleepy little corner of chaos. I’m probably one of the laziest beings alive. My brain? Fried. Absolutely toasted. I run on vibes, midnight delusions, and whatever crumbs of serotonin JJK throws at me. I post randomly, inconsistently, and sometimes I forget what I was even writing halfway through. Some of my works are... heh... a mystery, even to me. If you're here for peak productivity or organized schedules—may the stars guide you elsewhere. But if you're down for sleepy thoughts, JJK nonsense, and the occasional emotionally unhinged headcanon, welcome home. Nap here as long as you like.

Dream Shelf(List)

That’s it. That’s the post. I’ll be under a blanket now.

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Half asleep thoughts(Headcanons):

Nothing yet—he’s just sleeping. Check back later.

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Half asleep thoughts(headcanons):

Nothing yet—he’s just sleeping. Check back later.

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BOWS

putting pink bows in JJK mens hair 🎀

characters: Gojo, Choso, Sakuna, Geto, Toji, Nanami, Yuji and Megumi

Gojo Satoru

Gojo lives for the drama. The moment you hold up a pink bow, he gasps like you proposed.

“Oh my GOD, yes.”

He sits in front of you, vibrating with excitement, kicking his feet like a schoolgirl as you clip bows into his hair. When you’re done, he snatches your phone and takes 87 selfies, spamming the group chat.

Gojo: "Feeling cute, might obliterate a city later idk."

He shows up to work the next day with the bows still in his hair, strutting through Jujutsu High like he’s on a runway. Nanami pretends he doesn’t know him.

Choso Kamo

Choso blinks slowly when you ask, like he’s buffering. “You... want to put what in my hair?”

He lets you do it, though. Sits completely still, eyes locked on you the whole time like you’re performing brain surgery. When you show him the mirror, he just tilts his head.

“I look... soft.”

He doesn’t take the bows out. Not during training, not during meals — not even during fights. Yuji watches in horror as Choso beats a curse into the dirt with pastel bows flopping around.

Ryomen Sukuna

You must have a death wish. The SECOND you approach Sukuna with a bow, he’s sneering.

“Touch me with that, and I’ll rip your arms off.”

You pout. “I thought you were supposed to be a king. Aren’t kings supposed to wear crowns?”

His eye twitches. Ten minutes later, he’s sitting on his throne with four bows in his hair, arms crossed, murder in his gaze. “If you tell anyone, I’ll level a city,” he growls.

Geto Suguru

Geto smiles when you ask, leaning down so you can reach his hair. “Whatever makes you happy, love.”

He watches you with soft eyes, completely unfazed as you turn him into a pink, fluffy masterpiece. When you finish, he glances in the mirror and hums.

“I look like a villain with a hobby.”

He casually strolls into a meeting with his cult followers, giving a serious speech about their next attack — with ribbons bouncing around as he talks.

TOJI

Toji stood, stiff as a board, as you placed the pink bow in his hair.

He stared at his reflection, then at you. "This a joke?"

You smiled sweetly. "You look adorable."

Toji scowled, fingers twitching like he wanted to yank it out. "I’m not some kind of toy."

But when he noticed you waiting, he sighed, rolling his eyes. "You owe me for this," he muttered, but didn’t take it off.

He’d never admit it, but... maybe it wasn’t that bad.

Nanami Kento

Nanami immediately says no. Absolutely not. He is a grown man.

Cut to five minutes later, and he’s sitting stiffly in a chair, jaw clenched, letting you clip bows into his hair while staring at the wall like he’s in a hostage situation.

Gojo FaceTimes him the second he finds out. Nanami hangs up. Gojo calls back. Nanami hangs up again. By the fifth call, he answers, deadpan.

“Do you ever think about the mistakes you’ve made in life?”

Gojo screams with laughter.

Yuji Itadori

Yuji is ecstatic. He practically jumps into your lap.

“DO ME NEXT!!”

He wiggles like an excited puppy as you clip bows into his hair, grinning so hard his cheeks hurt. When you’re done, he FaceTimes Megumi, vibrating with excitement.

“BRO, LOOK!!!”

Megumi hangs up immediately. Yuji calls back. “Don’t ignore me!!!”

He shows up to training covered in bows, cheerfully drop-kicking a curse into oblivion while pink ribbons bounce around like confetti.

Megumi Fushiguro

“No.”

You pout. He sighs. “No.”

You pull out the ultimate weapon: big, watery eyes. Megumi stares at you, visibly sweating, fists clenching and unclenching.

“...Fine.”

He slumps in front of you, soul leaving his body as you pin bows in his messy hair. He refuses to look in the mirror. Refuses to acknowledge what’s happening. Gojo, however, appears out of thin air with a camera.

“OH, THIS IS GOLDEN.”

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BABY!!

how JJK men hold your newborn baby >:D

Characters: Gojo, Choso, Sakuna, Geto, Toji , Nanami, yuji and megumi

Gojo Satoru

Gojo holds the baby like he’s cradling a star — effortlessly, like it was always meant to fit in his arms. He tilts his head, squinting at the baby’s face with a mischievous grin.

“Are you sure this one’s ours?” he teases, glancing at you. “They’re way too cute. I thought they’d come out with sunglasses and an attitude.”

The baby stirs, letting out a soft noise, and Gojo’s playful demeanor falters. His eyes soften, and he presses a kiss to their tiny forehead.

“Hey, kid,” he whispers, voice barely above a breath. “I’m your dad.”

You smile, exhausted but happy. “They already have your dramatic entrance, Satoru. Did you hear how loud they were crying?”

Gojo gasps, feigning offense. “Loud? That was a declaration of power, babe.”

Choso

Choso doesn’t move for a solid minute after the baby is placed in his arms. He just stares, his brows furrowed like he’s trying to figure out a complex puzzle. He finally speaks, voice hushed.

“They’re... warm.”

He presses the baby gently against his chest, heart hammering. His fingers tremble as he strokes their back, and he swallows hard, as if holding back tears.

“I never thought I’d get to feel this,” he whispers, looking at you like he can’t believe it’s real.

You reach out to touch his hand, your voice soft. “You’re a natural, Choso. They already love you.”

His eyes fill with quiet determination. “I’ll protect them,” he promises, voice steady. “I’ll protect both of you.”

Ryomen Sukuna

Sukuna looks offended. He holds the baby at arm’s length, scowling like they’ve personally insulted him.

“This is it?” he grumbles, narrowing his eyes. “This tiny, squishy thing is what had you screaming for hours?”

The baby wiggles, yawning. Sukuna freezes. His scowl fades. Slowly, he brings the baby closer, letting them rest against his chest. His eyes linger on their face, and his voice drops to a low mutter.

“Tch. You better grow up strong,” he mutters. “I’m not raising some weakling.” But his hand stays steady, cradling the baby with surprising gentleness.

You chuckle weakly from the bed. “They already survived you holding them like a sack of rice. I’d say that counts as strong.”

Sukuna snorts, but his eyes don’t leave the baby’s face. “Maybe they’ve got potential after all.”

Geto Suguru

Geto immediately melts. He holds the baby like they’re made of silk, his eyes shining with warmth. He sways instinctively, rubbing slow circles on their back, completely captivated.

“They’re so peaceful,” he murmurs, brushing his lips against their forehead. “Like they know they’re loved already.”

He looks at you, a soft smile curving his lips. “We did good,” he whispers. “Really good.”

You wipe away a tear, your heart swelling. “They’re lucky to have you.”

Geto’s gaze doesn’t waver from the baby. “No,” he says softly. “I’m the lucky one.”

Toji Fushiguro

Toji stares down at the baby like he’s never seen anything like them before. He shifts his grip, holding them with careful precision, as if testing his own strength.

“You’re a tough one, huh?” he mutters, noticing how the baby grabs at his shirt with a weak but determined grip. He chuckles, low and rough, rubbing his thumb over their tiny fingers.

“Already fighting,” he smirks, eyes glinting with pride. “That’s my kid.”

You laugh tiredly, watching him. “Looks like they inherited your stubbornness.”

Toji grins, eyes gleaming with mischief. “Good. They’re gonna need it.”

Nanami Kento

Nanami holds the baby like he’s done it a thousand times, but the way he stares at their face tells a different story — like he can’t believe something this small and fragile is his. He traces their tiny fingers with his thumb, gaze soft and steady.

“You’re so... perfect,” he murmurs, voice thick with quiet reverence. “I don’t know how I got this lucky.”

You watch him, exhausted but smiling. “I think you worked hard enough to deserve a little luck, Kento.”

He glances at you, eyes filled with something so tender it makes your heart ache. “Maybe,” he whispers, looking back at the baby. “But I’ll spend the rest of my life making sure I never lose it.”

Itadori Yuji

Yuji cradles the baby like he’s holding the most precious treasure in the world, eyes wide with wonder. He can’t stop smiling, rocking them gently as he talks nonstop.

“Hey, little guy,” he whispers, beaming. “I’m your dad. Isn’t that crazy? I still can’t believe it. You’re actually here.”

He chuckles, wiping a tear from his eye with his sleeve. “I promise I’m gonna be the best dad ever. We’re gonna play games, eat so much food, and I’ll protect you from anything bad, okay?”

The baby lets out a soft noise, and Yuji gasps like he’s just discovered magic. “Oh my God, they answered me.”

You laugh weakly, watching him. “Yuji, they just breathed.”

“I know,” he whispers, eyes shining. “And it was the best sound I’ve ever heard.”

Megumi Fushiguro

Megumi looks like he’s in shock. He holds the baby like they’re made of glass, his jaw tense, eyes flicking between their face and their tiny, wriggling hands.

“What if I drop them?” he blurts out, frozen stiff. “Or — or hold them wrong? Or —”

The baby lets out a soft, content sigh and snuggles against his chest. Megumi goes silent. His entire body relaxes, and he stares down at them like they just erased every anxious thought in his head.

You watch quietly, voice gentle. “You’re doing fine, Megumi.”

He swallows, holding the baby a little closer. “Yeah,” he whispers, like he’s finally convinced. “I think... I think I am.”

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Cuddles

sorry not posting im just extremely lazy 😕

how JJK men cuddle with you.

Characters:Gojo, Choso , Sakuna , Geto, Toji, Nanami ,Yuji and megumi

Gojo – The Enthusiastic and Teasing Cuddler Gojo isn’t one to do things halfway, so when he cuddles, it’s with full energy. He’ll pull you into his arms and position you so you're practically lying on top of him, all while teasing you with lighthearted comments about how you're “so small” or “so cute.” But his cuddles are surprisingly warm and comforting, despite the jokes. He loves holding you close, his arms wrapped around you like a personal blanket, and he’ll often tuck his head into your hair or kiss the top of your head. Expect random, playful tickling or his fingers brushing your sides as he enjoys being a bit of a nuisance—but in a loving way.

Choso – The Protective and Gentle Cuddler Choso’s cuddles are safe and nurturing. When he wraps his arms around you, you feel completely protected, like nothing in the world could hurt you while he's holding you. He’s calm, careful not to overwhelm you, and enjoys being close without being too touchy. His arms will gently encircle you, pulling you into his chest or resting his chin on your head as he closes his eyes in contentment. He enjoys those quiet, intimate moments where it’s just the two of you, and his presence is like a calming force that melts away any stress.

Sukuna – The Possessive but Loving Cuddler Sukuna’s cuddles are intense, possessive, and marked with an underlying dominance. When he pulls you into his embrace, you’re not going anywhere unless he wants you to. His arm will be around you, firmly holding you against his chest or his lap. He’ll lazily stroke your hair or run his fingers down your back, his touch both tender and controlling. Sukuna might not always show it, but he’s deeply comfortable when you're close to him, and he’ll let his guard down during these moments. Don’t expect a lot of words; he prefers to enjoy the quiet with you, but every now and then, he’ll grumble about how “you’re not allowed to leave this spot” as a way to keep you close.

Geto – The Calm and Reassuring Cuddler Geto’s cuddles are soothing and calming, like a quiet refuge from the world. He’ll hold you close, always making sure you're comfortable, whether that’s cuddling on the couch or in bed. His hand might gently stroke your hair or back, and he’ll rest his head against yours, letting out a soft sigh of contentment. When you cuddle, it’s as if the world slows down around you, and nothing else matters except the peace of the moment. He’s always mindful of your needs, adjusting his position if you’re not perfectly comfortable. He might not initiate it as much, but when you do cuddle, he’s fully present.

Toji – The Comforting but Protective Cuddler Toji’s cuddles are warm and protective, but there’s a slight roughness to them. When he holds you, it’s clear he’s not letting anything happen to you. He’ll pull you into his chest, pressing you against him like a shield, often with his arm draped across your shoulders or your waist. His hold is strong and secure, but there’s tenderness in the way he lets you get comfortable in his arms. If you’re resting on his chest, you can feel his steady heartbeat, and even though he might not say much, his protective nature shines through in his embrace. Sometimes he’ll rest his chin on your head, just savoring the quiet.

Nanami – The Relaxed and Affectionate Cuddler Nanami’s cuddles are warm, relaxed, and easy. He’s the kind of person who will curl up with you after a long day, just wanting to share the peaceful moment. His arms will wrap around you naturally, holding you in a way that makes you feel both loved and safe. He’ll lean back into the couch, letting you rest your head on his chest or on his shoulder, enjoying the simplicity of the moment. Nanami is not one for excessive cuddling, but when he does, it’s with a softness that reassures you. His gentle kisses on your forehead or hand are his way of showing affection while keeping things calm and natural.

Yuji – The Affectionate and Playful Cuddler Yuji’s cuddles are full of warmth and affection, with a good dose of energy. He’s the type to scoop you up into his arms or pull you onto his lap, not letting you go even when you protest. His hands will be all over you, but in a way that’s loving and playful. He might nuzzle into your neck or rest his face in your hair, just to feel close to you. When he’s in a cuddling mood, expect it to be full of giggles, light teasing, and the occasional tickle attack, especially if you're not expecting it. His cuddles are spontaneous, and he’ll do anything to make sure you’re laughing or smiling when you’re close to him.

Megumi – The Shy but Loving Cuddler Megumi is a bit shy when it comes to cuddling, but once you’re in his arms, you’ll feel how much he enjoys the closeness. He’s not overly forward with affection, but when he does cuddle, he’s all in. His arms will be around you in a protective, yet gentle way, as he leans his head against yours or presses a soft kiss to the top of your head. He enjoys the quiet intimacy of being close to you, and sometimes, he’ll just hold you without speaking, savoring the peace. He might get a little embarrassed if you initiate a cuddle, but once it’s happening, he’ll relax and hold you tightly, as if he never wants to let go.

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ok so i rb this post a bit ago about how gojo is oversexualized in his fandom and somebody rb it with this comment and i wanna talk about it!

i think that surface level you’re right, it’s not that deep. but the problem with fanfic and fandoms is that it bleeds into everyday life.

there are so many people out there (men and women) who suffer from trauma but are only valued based on their sexual and physical appeal. to say that it’s “not deep” and that we’re being “like other girls” is in itself, in my opinion, sexist to the women (and men) who are actually fighting to be treated equal to one another

you say that people are coping and i respect that, but to what extent do you cope but when does that coping really stop? if, like you said, it’s not that deep, then what’s the need to cope?

i think a lot of authors would agree that writing for them is therapeutic. but the problem is, and i would be hypocritical to not include myself in this, that we’ve become detached so much from reality based on this things we read and produce that we don’t realize the real life and harmful effects it has on us

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"Would you love me if i was a worm?"

Asking JJK men an important question😔

Characters: Gojo, Choso, Sakuna, Geto,Toji , Nanami, Yuji, Megumi

Gojo Satoru:

"Would I love you if you were a worm? Babe, I'd be the most powerful worm protector on Earth." He immediately whips out his phone, searches up "how to take care of a worm," and starts planning out a lavish worm habitat for you. He’s talking terrariums with unlimited snacks, a 24/7 security system, and possibly a mini Infinity barrier to keep you safe from predators. He even suggests putting little designer sunglasses on you because, "If you're gonna be a worm, you gotta be a stylish one."

Choso:

Choso just stares at you. Silently. Like he's seriously contemplating the question on a spiritual level.

"Would I still be your older brother?" he asks.

You: "Huh??"

"If you were a worm, and I was still your lover, does that mean I take on a guardian role instead? Would I have to fight for your worm honor?"

He’s dead serious, and now you feel guilty for confusing this poor man.

Sukuna:

Sukuna stares at you, unblinking.

"You?" He points at you. "A worm?"

"Yes."

"A pathetic, slimy little creature that wriggles around in the dirt?"

"YES, Sukuna."

He grins, leaning in like he’s about to say something sweet—then scoffs, "I'd use you as fishing bait."

You GASP, absolutely offended. "YOU WOULD NOT."

"Oh, I would. And I'd catch a big, juicy fish with you, cook it over an open flame, and enjoy a nice meal."

You glare at him, arms crossed. "You're a monster."

Sukuna just cackles, enjoying your suffering. But later, when you're still sulking, he rolls his eyes and mutters, "Tch. Fine. I'd keep you in a fancy jar or something, happy now?"

Geto

Geto just gives you this fond, exasperated look and sighs, rubbing his temples. "How am I supposed to answer that seriously?"

You persist. "You have to!"

He smirks and shakes his head. "Fine. I'd gather the strongest non-curse worms and create a worm cult just for you. We'd overthrow the ecosystem. You’d be the queen of all worms."

You’re so happy with that answer.

Meanwhile, Gojo (who overheard): "Did you just say you'd start a worm cult? Bro, are you okay?"

Toji Fushiguro

He gives you the most bored look imaginable. "You already eat like a worm. Just munchin’ on stuff all day."

"That is NOT the same thing."

"Same thing to me."

You glare at him, but Toji just shrugs. "Besides, if you were a worm, I'd keep you in my pocket. Probably forget to feed you, though."

You: "TOJI???"

Nanami Kento:

He takes off his glasses, pinches the bridge of his nose, and lets out the longest sigh of his life.

"Kento?" you prod.

He deadpans. "Would I love you if you were a worm? No. Because, quite frankly, I do not have time to be in a relationship with an invertebrate."

You gasp dramatically. "I thought you loved me!"

"I love you as a human, darling. Not as a worm." He pats your head before going back to his paperwork, leaving you heartbroken.

(But secretly, he'd probably keep you safe in a little container. With gourmet worm food.)

Itadori Yuji

"OF COURSE I WOULD!!"

This boy immediately starts thinking of ways to keep you happy as a worm. He’s brainstorming worm-sized adventures, worm-safe cuddles, and ways to keep you entertained.

"I’d take you everywhere! I’d make a little pouch for you so you could still see the world! Maybe even get you a tiny skateboard so you can roll around—wait, can worms even ride skateboards?"

Now he’s the one spiraling, and you just watch as he overthinks your dumb hypothetical question.

Fushiguro Megumi:

He blinks. Once. Twice.

Then: "No."

You: "Wow, that was fast."

Megumi: "Why would I love a worm?"

"Because it's me, Megumi!"

He sighs, clearly tired. "I'd keep you in a safe place, make sure no one steps on you, but love? I don't think worms understand complex emotions."

Now you’re sitting there, shocked and betrayed, while Megumi just goes back to reading his book like nothing happened.

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Asleep

You fall asleep on them.

Characters: Gojo, Choso, Sakuna, Geto , toji , Nanami, Yuji and Megumi

Gojo Satoru:

Gojo is smug as hell about it. The moment he feels you slump against him, he immediately whips out his phone to take a picture. "Aww, my baby trusts me this much? Adorable~!" He’d probably trap you in his arms so you can’t escape, whispering nonsense about how he’s the best pillow ever. If anyone walks by, he’s grinning like an idiot. "Shh, my baby is resting on their favorite person ever!" You’d wake up to him dramatically sobbing, "You left me alone in this cruel world!" when you eventually move away.

Choso Kamo:

Choso freezes. His entire system shuts down as he stares at you, sleeping peacefully on his shoulder. His hands hover awkwardly, like, what do I do? Do I hold them? Do I move? Help? In the end, he just sits perfectly still like a statue, afraid that moving even an inch will wake you. If anyone tries to disturb your nap, they will be met with a death glare. He gently adjusts your position to make sure you’re comfortable but doesn’t dare wake you up. Deep down, he melts at how safe you must feel with him.

Ryomen Sukuna:

At first, Sukuna is offended. "You have the nerve to fall asleep on me like I’m some common pillow?" He glares at your sleeping form, arms crossed, contemplating whether he should just push you off. But then he notices how peaceful you look and tchs before letting you stay. "Hah. Pathetic human, relying on me like this…" He acts annoyed but subtly adjusts his posture to make sure you’re comfortable. If anyone dares to comment, he growls, “ Keep moving unless you want to die.”

Geto Suguru:

Geto is so soft about it. He smiles to himself, brushing a few strands of hair away from your face. "Tired, huh?" His voice is quiet, barely above a whisper, as he lets you rest. He’d probably place a protective arm around you, keeping you close while continuing whatever he was doing. If anyone comes up to him while you’re asleep, they will be met with a calm but firm, "They’re sleeping. Whatever you need can wait." Absolute boyfriend material.

Toji Fushiguro:

Toji snickers the second he realizes you’re asleep. "Damn, I must be real comfortable." He teases you even though you’re unconscious, grinning like a menace. But despite all his bravado, he doesn’t move an inch because deep down, he loves that you trust him enough to fall asleep on him. If someone comments on it, he just smirks and says, "Jealous? Too bad, this spot’s taken." He might even wrap an arm around you possessively just to prove a point.

Nanami Kento:

Nanami lets out the deepest sigh, but his expression softens when he sees you sleeping. He adjusts his posture so you don’t wake up with neck pain and simply lets you rest. If someone tries to wake you, he glares at them like they just insulted his entire existence. "Let them sleep." He continues doing whatever he was doing, secretly enjoying the quiet moment. If you drool on him, however… he will wake you up.

Itadori Yuji:

Yuji malfunctions. His entire face turns bright red, and he stiffens like a board. Oh my god. Oh my god. They’re sleeping on me. What do I do? Do I move? Do I stay? Breathe, Yuji, breathe! After a few moments of panic, he slowly relaxes, a huge, goofy grin spreading across his face. He’d probably hold your hand while you sleep, just vibing. If Megumi or Nobara see, he’ll shush them with a frantic whisper, "DON’T WAKE THEM UP!"

Fushiguro Megumi:

Megumi blushes instantly. He tries to act normal, but his ears are completely red. He clears his throat, averting his gaze, but he doesn’t push you away. In fact, if you shift in your sleep, he subtly adjusts his position so you’re more comfortable. If Gojo sees, he will never hear the end of it. "Aww, Megumi~! Look at you being all soft!" Megumi glares at him with murderous intent but doesn’t move, because deep down, he doesn’t want to wake you up.

[cursedcanon]

Brainrot

In which you speak brain rot to them for hours.

Characters: Gojo ,Choso, Sakuna , Geto, Toji, Nanami, Yuji , megumi

Gojo Satoru:

At first, he’s loving it. He thinks it’s hilarious and actively encourages you. “Oh? You’re on your Skibidi grindset today? Lemme join in.” You two are unstoppable—he starts randomly hitting the Skibidi dance mid-conversation, dabbing after every joke, and calling himself the “Rizzler of Jujutsu” unironically. But after hours of nonstop brain-rot, it starts getting to him. You hit him with, “Gojo, be honest… do I have W rizz or L rizz?” He freezes. A bead of sweat rolls down his temple. “Wait. What does that even mean?” He realizes he has no idea what you’re saying anymore. You’ve fried his brain beyond repair.

Choso Kamo:

You’ve been spewing brain-rot all day, and Choso is just standing there, confused as hell. His eyes narrow as he tries to process your words. “Skibidi… rizz?” You nod enthusiastically. “…What does that mean?” You explain it to him. Slowly. Painfully. With a PowerPoint presentation. Choso listens so seriously—arms crossed, deep in thought, nodding occasionally. He’s trying so hard. When you finish, he just blinks. “…I don’t understand.” You tell him, "It’s okay, bro, it’s just rizz." Now he looks even more lost. Later, he asks Yuji for help, only for Yuji to respond, “Oh, it’s just brain-rot, bro.” Choso has a headache for the first time in his life.

SAKUNA:

You’ve been spitting brain-rot all day. Sukuna ignored it at first, thinking you’d eventually run out of steam. But no. You’re only getting worse.

Then, you decide to take it one step further. You straddle his lap, cup his face like he’s the love of your life (which he is, but still), and say:

“Sukuna, you got that ancient, demon king W rizz.”

The room falls dead silent.

The air immediately shifts.

Sukuna just stares at you. Blank. Expressionless. His eye twitches. “…What.”

You double down. “Like, you’re literally the original Rizzler. The first-ever sigma male. The blueprint.”

You can see the exact moment he loses faith in humanity.

“That’s it.” He grabs you, effortlessly tossing you over his shoulder.

“W-Wait, where are we going!?” you laugh, kicking your feet.

His voice is low and filled with menace. “I’m sacrificing you to the shrine.”

He actually starts walking. He fully intends to leave you there until you learn your lesson.

You keep laughing. “Damn, now I got that shrine imprisonment rizz.”

He almost throws you out the window.

Geto Suguru:

At first, he just chuckles and shakes his head. “You’re really something else.” But the more you talk, the more concerned he gets. You hit him with, “Bro, you got that villain arc W rizz.” He physically pauses. “…My what?” You explain. You elaborately explain. He’s genuinely horrified. “This is what non-sorcerers spend their time on? Maybe Gojo was right. Maybe I do need to touch grass.” After hours of listening to your nonsense, he’s just staring at the sky, reevaluating his life choices. You pat his shoulder. “You good?” He sighs. “No.”

Toji Fushiguro:

Toji does not acknowledge a single thing you say at first. He’s heard you spewing brain-rot for hours, and he’s just sitting there, arms crossed, chewing on some food, refusing to engage. But then—then you hit him with, “Toji, you got that fatherless sigma grindset rizz.” He freezes mid-bite. Slowly turns to you. Stares. Deeply. “…What the hell did you just say?” You repeat yourself. He leans forward. “You tryna get killed?” You keep going. “Bro, be honest, do I have W rizz or L rizz?” That’s it. He’s done. He gets up and leaves. Actually walks out the door, gets in a car, and drives off. You don’t see him for a week. When he finally comes back, he just mutters, “Never again.”

Nanami Kento:

You first drop brain-rot on him at 6:01 PM. He has already had the worst day of his life. And now you’re in his ear going, “Nanami, be honest. Do you think Gojo has unspoken rizz?” He just stares at you. Long. Hard. Exhausted. “I don’t know what that means, and I don’t want to.” You don’t stop. You keep going. You ask if he’s on his Skibidi sigma grindset. His grip on his tie tightens. His eye twitches. “I am leaving.” And he does. He actually walks out, books a flight, and vanishes for three days. When he comes back, Gojo asks where he went. Nanami just rubs his temples. “Somewhere far, far away.”

Yuji Itadori

He is ALL IN. He matches your energy immediately. You hit the Skibidi dance? He’s hitting it twice as hard. You say, “Yuji, you got that goofy ahh rizz.” He gasps, clutches his chest, and dramatically falls to the floor. “BRO, YOU TOO!?” You two start communicating entirely in brain-rot. Megumi walks in, sees both of you doing the Skibidi toilet dance in sync, and immediately turns around and leaves. Later, Nanami finds out and actually looks disappointed. Yuji just grins. “Sorry, Nanamin, but we’re on our sigma grindset.” Nanami looks like he’s about to drop-kick him.

Megumi Fushiguro

Megumi already has to deal with Gojo’s nonsense every day. But now? His own partner is speaking pure brain-rot, and he doesn’t know how to cope. At first, he tries to ignore you. Pretend he didn’t hear it. You hit him with, “Megumi, be honest, would you still love me if I was a Skibidi toilet?” He slowly turns to you, staring blankly. “…What?” You repeat the question with full confidence. He just buries his face in his hands. “I need a moment.” Later, when you're cuddling, you mumble, “Lowkey, you kinda got that mysterious, broody rizz.” He physically tenses. “I swear to God, if you say ‘rizz’ one more time—” But the moment you give him puppy eyes, he just sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “…I love you, but you are genuinely the worst.”

[cursedcanon]

"Dad what was that noise from last night?"

JJK men reacting to their kid asking what was that 'noise' they heard last night.

Characters: Gojo, Choso , Sakuna ,Geto, Toji , Nanami, Yuji , Megumi

Gojo Satoru:

The morning light filters through the curtains as Gojo sits at the kitchen table, lazily stirring his cereal. His hair is still messy from sleep, his blindfold nowhere in sight. His kid, barely awake, waddles into the room, rubbing their eyes.

"Dad?" they mumble sleepily.

"Yeah?" Gojo responds, yawning.

"What was that noise last night?"

Gojo's spoon clatters against the bowl. He freezes. Slowly, he turns his head toward his child, mouth slightly open, as if his soul is trying to escape his body.

"Uh—what noise?" He laughs, but it’s way too nervous.

"The one from your room. It was loud, and you kept saying weird stuff."

Gojo immediately leans back, running a hand through his hair. A sly grin tugs at his lips. "Ohhh, that! That was, uh—Daddy and Mommy playing… wrestling!" He wiggles his fingers like he’s making it sound exciting. "And I totally won, by the way."

The kid frowns. "Then why was Mommy the one screaming?"

Gojo chokes on his cereal. "Y-You know what? Forget it! You want pancakes? Let’s make pancakes!" He practically launches himself from the chair, grabbing the kid and carrying them to the kitchen like an escape mission.

Choso Kamo:

Choso is tying his hair back when his child waddles into the living room, still wrapped in their blanket like a tiny burrito. They plop down on the couch, staring at him.

"Dad?"

"Yes?"

"What was that noise last night?"

Choso freezes mid-motion, hair tie stretched between his fingers. Slowly, very slowly, he lowers his hands.

"…What noise?"

"It sounded like… groaning. And, like, thumping. A lot."...

The kid tilts their head. "Actually, it sounded more like…" They raise their little hands and—clap. clap. clap.

Choso’s eye twitches.

The room is dead silent.

The child stares at him smiling innocently, waiting for an answer. Choso grips his knee, his mind racing at a thousand miles per hour.

After a long, painful pause, he mutters, "It was the wind."

"The wind?"

"Yes." He nods stiffly. "A… very strong wind."

The child frowns in thought, kicking their little feet. "Huh… So wind can shake the walls and make people groan? And, like… clap?"

Choso’s grip on his knee tightens. "Yes."

The child gasps. "Whoa. That must’ve been a storm!"

Choso clears his throat. "It passed quickly."

The kid sighs in relief. "Good. I thought maybe you were sick or something."

Choso hums, reaching for his tea. "I’m fine."

The child stretches, yawning. "Okay! Anyway, can we have pancakes?"

Choso lets out a quiet breath of relief. "Yes. Pancakes."

The child cheers and rushes to the kitchen, completely forgetting about the conversation.

Choso sits there for a moment, staring at the table, before rubbing his face. That was too close.

Ryomen Sukuna:

Sukuna is sitting on his throne of cushions (which he definitely stole from the couch), Lazily watching his child eat breakfast.His sharp eyes flicker toward them when they suddenly put down their spoon.

"Dad?"

"What?"

"What was that noise last night?"

Sukuna smirks. "Why? Did it scare you?"

The child shakes their head. "No, it sounded like you were hurting Mommy."

Sukuna chuckles darkly. "She was fine. If anything, she was enjoying herself a little too much."

The kid furrows their brows. "So you were playing?"

Sukuna leans forward, resting his chin on his hand. "Something like that."

The kid nods, satisfied. "Oh, okay! Next time, can I play too?"

Sukuna freezes. He stares. His smirk vanishes.

"...No." He immediately gets up and leaves the room, muttering "Disgusting," under his breath.

Geto Suguru:

Geto is sipping his morning tea when his child sits across from him at the table, legs swinging under their seat.

"Dad?"

"Mm?"

"What was that noise last night?"

Geto’s fingers tense slightly around his cup. He takes a slow sip, stalling. "Noise?"

"Yeah. It sounded like you were fighting. Were you hurting Mommy?"

The tea nearly goes down the wrong pipe. Geto coughs into his fist, turning his head to hide his burning face. "N-No. Of course not. Your mom… just had a cramp. And I was… helping her stretch it out."

His child narrows their eyes. "It sounded like she was in pain."

Geto glances at the clock. "Oh wow, look at the time. We should—uh—go for a walk. Right now. Immediately." He’s already standing, ushering the kid toward the door.

Toji Fushiguro:

Toji is frying bacon when his kid sits on the counter, chewing on an apple.

"Hey, Dad."

"Yeah?"

"What was that noise last night?"

Toji flips the bacon without missing a beat. "What noise?"

"It sounded like Mommy was in trouble."

Toji finally turns his head, lips curling into a lazy smirk. "Tch. Your mom? In trouble? You kidding? She was having the time of her life."

The kid frowns. "But she was yelling."

"Exactly."

The child stares at him, confused.

Toji sighs, ruffling their hair. "Don’t worry about it, kid. Go wash your face before breakfast."

The kid hops off the counter but mumbles, "Weird grown-up stuff again," under their breath.

Toji just snickers.

Nanami Kento:

Nanami is reading the newspaper when his child, eating cereal across from him, suddenly speaks up.

"Dad?"

He lowers the paper slightly. "Yes?"

"What was that noise last night?"

Nanami does not move.His hand tightens slightly on the newspaper. Then, with the most serious face, he folds the paper, places it on the table, and clears his throat.

"It was nothing. Forget about it."

The child tilts their head. "But—"

"No." Nanami picks the paper back up and resumes reading. The conversation is over.

Itadori Yuji:

Yuji is making toast when his child skips into the kitchen, yawning.

"Morning, Dad."

"Morning, buddy! Want some toast?"

Sure." The kid climbs onto a chair, still half-asleep. "Hey, Dad?"

"Yeah?"

"What was that noise last night?"

Yuji drops the spatula.

"W-What?" He whirls around, laughing awkwardly.

"From your room. It was really loud."

Yuji’s entire face turns red. He stares at them like a deer in headlights, completely panicking.

"U-Uh! That was—uh—a—uh—A WORKOUT! Yeah! I was exercising!"

The kid blinks. "At night?"

"Y-Yeah! Gotta stay in shape! Ha ha ha…" Yuji rubs the back of his head, sweating.

"But why was Mommy making those noises?"

Yuji chokes on air. "SHE WAS—UH—CHEERING ME ON!"

The child frowns. "She sounded like she was losing."

Yuji immediately spins back to the stove. "EAT YOUR BREAKFAST."

Megumi Fushiguro:

Megumi is brushing his teeth when his child appears in the doorway.

"Dad."

"Mmph?" He spits into the sink.

"What was that noise last night?"

Megumi freezes. Stares into the mirror. Slowly sets his toothbrush down.

"…It was nothing."

"But—"

"No."

The kid crosses their arms. "You always say that when it’s grown-up stuff."

Megumi turns to face them, deadpan. "Exactly."

The child sighs dramatically. "Fine."

Megumi watches them leave, then groans, leaning against the sink. He is too young for this conversation.

[cursedcanon]

JJK men as dads.

Characters: Gojo, Choso , Sakuna, Geto , Toji and Nanami.

Gojo Satoru – The Ridiculously Over-the-Top Dad

Gojo as a father would be chaotic good. He’s the kind of dad who shows up at parent-teacher meetings in designer sunglasses and acts like a celebrity. His kid? Spoiled beyond belief. Need a new toy? Boom, you have the entire toy store. Want dessert before dinner? He’s already handing you ice cream.

He’d be super playful, letting his kid ride on his shoulders at high speeds (terrifying for bystanders), randomly teleporting them places, and making everything a game. But when it comes to protecting them? No one is touching his kid. Ever.

Pros: Funniest and most entertaining dad, will literally bend reality to make his kid smile.

Cons: Probably lets them get away with way too much, so discipline? Who’s she?

Overall: The "best friend" type of dad but still a powerhouse of protection when needed.

Choso – The Overprotective, Gentle Dad

Choso would be so soft with his kid. He’s been through so much loss that once he has a child of his own, they become his entire world. He’d always make sure they feel loved and protected, constantly checking if they ate, if they’re warm, if they’re happy. If they so much as get a scratch, he’s holding them like they’ve been mortally wounded.

His bedtime stories? Legendary. He’s the kind of dad who will sit for hours telling stories and making shadow puppets on the wall. But if someone dares to harm his child? They’re dead. No hesitation.

Pros: Incredibly caring, super protective, and patient.

Cons: Might be too overprotective (his kid is not allowed to climb trees, ever).

Overall: A soft, warm dad who will also commit a crime for his child.

Sukuna – The “I’m Not a Softie” Dad (But He Is)

Sukuna as a dad would pretend he doesn’t care, but deep down, he’s got that soft spot. He’d be the dad that grumbles about how kids are annoying, but the moment his child looks sad? He’s casually placing their favorite snacks next to them and acting like it was always there.

His parenting style would be strict, though. No nonsense, no whining. But the second someone else tries to be mean to his kid? Immediate execution.

Pros: Will make sure his child is the strongest, and no one will ever mess with them.

Cons: Tough love to the max. “Crying? Weak. You can fight a bear, I believe in you.”

Overall: The dad who acts like he doesn’t care but would burn the world for his child.

Geto Suguru – The “Cool But Protective” Dad

Geto would be the cool dad—the one who’s got that chill vibe and never raises his voice unless he needs to. He’s the type to have deep conversations with his kid, teaching them about the world, strength, and how to handle things with grace.

But if someone messes with his child? He will destroy them. Effortlessly.

Pros: Wise, calm, and genuinely wants the best for his child.

Cons: Might be a bit too hands-off sometimes.

Overall: The dad who gives solid advice and will make sure his child is respected.

Toji Fushiguro – The “Tough but Soft” Dad

Toji would be a dad who tries to act like he doesn’t care much, but deep down, he’s so soft when no one’s looking. He’d teach his kid how to defend themselves from a young age and make sure they know how to survive.

He’s rough around the edges, but he’d do anything to give his child a better life than he had. If his kid ever got bullied? That bully would mysteriously disappear (coincidence? I think not).

Pros: Teaches survival skills, fiercely protective, secretly affectionate.

Cons: Struggles with showing emotions, might be distant at times.

Overall: The "tough-love" dad who is actually a big softie.

Nanami Kento – The Reliable, Best-Dad Material

Nanami is the perfect balance. He’s the dad who provides everything his child needs—stability, warmth, and love, but also discipline when necessary. His kid will grow up knowing their worth because Nanami will always be there to remind them.

He’s the kind of dad who comes home tired from work but still helps with homework, reads bedtime stories, and makes pancakes on weekends. If his child cries? He’s holding them and reassuring them with that deep, soothing voice.

Pros: Responsible, loving, and will always put his child first.

Cons: Might worry too much about their future.

Overall: The ultimate “Dad of the Year” type.

[cursedcanon]

Hickey

In which you give THEM a hickey

Characters: Gojo, Choso , Sakuna, Geto , Toji and Nanami

Contains:NSFW, suggestive themes, explicit language, and sexual references.

GOJO:

You barely had time to pull away before Gojo’s wide grin nearly split his face in half. He didn’t just look excited—he looked thrilled.

“Ohhhh?? My little civilian thinks they can mark me?” he teases, practically vibrating with amusement. He immediately pulls out his phone to take a picture. “This is staying in my gallery forever. No—wait, I’m setting it as my new lock screen. Wait, better yet—I'm sending it to Geto. No, Nanami. Imagine his reaction—”

You snatch the phone from his hands before he can send your little masterpiece to his poor, unsuspecting coworker.

"gojo"

“Call me ‘Satoru’ and I’ll consider behaving.”

He does not, in fact, behave. For the next week, he brings up the hickey at every possible opportunity.

“Remember that time you got a little too excited and decided to brand me? Haha, good times.”

If you give him another one? Oh, it’s over for you. He’ll be in your personal space constantly, pointing at his neck and batting his lashes.

CHOSO:

You barely get a chance to press your lips to his neck before Choso jerks away, eyes wide with genuine horror.

“Are you… eating me?”

You blink. “What? No! Choso—”

“I KNEW IT,” he mutters, touching the damp spot where your mouth had been, looking betrayed. “You said you wouldn’t.”

You can’t help but laugh. “Choso, it’s just a hickey—”

He frowns deeply, staring at you in silence for a long time. Then, hesitantly, he leans in, lips barely grazing your neck before pulling back, looking almost proud of himself. “Did I do it?”

You check your skin. He didn’t even try to suck, but the effort is adorable. “Sure, babe. You did amazing."

SAKUNA:

You press your lips to his neck and suck lightly, leaving a dark mark on his skin.

Sukuna immediately tenses. “The fuck are you—”

You pull away, admiring your work. “Nice.”

There’s a long pause. Then, slowly, his lips curl into a grin. “Ohhh. I see how it is.”

You raise an eyebrow. “See what?”

His smirk widens. “You’re trying to assert dominance.”

You snort. “No, I just wanted to give you a hickey.”

Sukuna leans back, arms crossed. “Uh-huh. Sure. I get it. You think you’re alpha now.”

You blink. “What?”

“Go on. Say it.” He gestures at himself. “Say you own me.”

You give him a look. “I—”

“Say it.” He leans in, grinning like a madman. “C’mon, brat. Prove you’re the boss.”

You sigh. “I own—”

“NO, YOU FUCKING DON’T.” He immediately shoves you away, laughing like an asshole.

You groan. “Why are you like this?!”

He just smirks, pointing to the hickey. “Joke’s on you, this means you’re mine now.”

“…That’s not how that works.”

Sukuna shrugs. “Too bad. I  make the rules.”

GETO:

You take your time kissing along his jaw before making your way down to his neck, sucking just hard enough to leave a mark.

“Tsk.” His voice is smooth, unimpressed. “Filthy monkey.”

You gasp, pulling away dramatically. “EXCUSE ME?”

Geto smirks, eyes glinting with amusement. “You heard me.”

“I knew you were a menace, but this?” You place a hand over your chest, shaking your head. “Unbelievable.”

“You just left a mark on me, and you’re offended?” He laughs, stroking his thumb over the hickey. “You really are ridiculous.”

You squint at him. “I’m giving you another one just for that.”

He only smirks, tilting his head slightly. “Go on, then.”

TOJI:

You press your lips to his neck, sucking lightly.

Toji pauses mid-chew—because, of course, he’s eating something—and side-eyes you. “…The hell you doin’?”

You don’t answer, just keep going.

He chews slower. Swallows. Then, in the most deadpan voice imaginable—

“You tryna season me?”

You choke on a laugh, pulling away. “What? No!”

He wipes his neck like he expects to find marinade. “Tch. At least use some salt next time.”

You smack his arm. “It’s a hickey, Toji!”

“Yeah?” He smirks. “And what do you want me to do? Moan?”

You blink. Stare. Then, without missing a beat—

“Yes.”

Toji leans in real close, his lips brushing your ear, voice deep and rough—

“Ahhh~”

You shove him away so fast he almost falls over laughing.

NANAMI:

Nanami sighs the moment your lips leave his neck. His fingers press against the forming mark, and he turns to you with the most exhausted expression.

"Was that really necessary?" he asks, voice flat.

You nod. "Very."

He pinches the bridge of his nose. "This is going to be a problem at work."

You grin. "Sounds like a you problem."

Nanami just sighs again, already regretting all his life choices.