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continued from x,@getsusekaii

barriers were meant to be for protection, shielding people from the outside world & dispelling the spirits at bay. isn't it a bit ironic that they have to the guards to an aged old being? yuki feels like she's being used, a discarded sock thrown somewhere in the laundry pile, but she observes tengen. the complex feelings are clawing out & the voices that were low whispers become audience members watching.❛ first off, i'm a grown woman, not some child. ❜ it was childish to be nitpicky, but when it comes to tengen the blonde doesn't mind being petty.

she scoffs at the entity's statement. ❛ ha, choice? is that what you call it? there's nothing noble about being given up to a higher being. ❜ a pause considering the ridiculous cults that centered around tengen herself. tengen may call it choice, but her body has never felt like her own until that obvious moment between the two many years ago. it's the sense of dread that prevails knowing that someone else could take over her body, to know that her sense of being is nothing but a memory, a blip on a map. to be a vessel is to be nothing more than an empty container for someone to fill themselves with. where does yuki tsukumo begin & tengen start?

❛ should be i grateful that you were so gracious to grant my wish? do you think they would be?❜ she doesn't mention the nightmares every once in awhile they occur as if they were her own memories, memories of a vessel being nothing more & nothing less. yuki can hear them they were chattering school girls, judging tengen. she takes the moment to rest her chin on the palm of her hand. ❛ i've got questions, i want answers. for starters, why did you think i was a candidate worthy of being your vessel and why did you decide to have me guard you?❜

her thirst for knowledge is something that is unbeatable, the way her curiosity rivals alice is something that allowed her to make her own theories of cursed energy.

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*girl who wakes up at noon voice* how is it this late already

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she only has a week left before her two weeks off is complete & then it's back to time racing, qualifiers, & the likes. yuki loved the weight of being a motorcyclist, there is something freeing about zooming past other bikes & feeling the adrenaline pumping. she had promised todo she would keep training him in her martial artists. akidio for it's rather great defensive form & judo for throwing. yuki is a woman who deems herself capable of a lot of things, her strength is not something to be yelled at. regardless, she finds it in herself to take him to school this morning.

sometimes there's a part of her that feels like she's missing something, forgetting something important. a black hole that is in the pit of her stomach, ever-growing & ever present. but she'll chase that feeling until the ends of the earth. yuki would get her answer.

❛ sometimes the best defense is watching things unfold from the sidelines and making your move when the time is right, ❜ she knows todo might not understand it, but one day she likes to think he will. another smile graces pink petal lips before she pats his shoulder. ❛ see you later, boy! ❜ she shuffles away, raises a thumbs up in an ever so dramatic fashion. yuki peers over her shoulder knowing todo would appreciate it. it's at this exact moment she accidentally bumps into another person, her brow furrows as her eyes close at the impact.

lashes flutter quickly as violet pink orbs focus on a man with dark spiky buns, pale skin, ever so stoic. ❛ watch whe-❜ her sentence falls off like jumping off a cliff until she is flooded with vignettes of memories that she's sure is hers. she had met him before in another life, agreeing to be the vanguards of professor tengen. confusion continues to flood her sense as she watches the memories continue to play, a video rehashing a distant dimension. the two of them didn't necessarily get along until a dinner between the two, she had been dolled up. this time her palm rests against her face, the taller woman letting it stimulate her brain.

❛ i know you, ❜ a face haunted, a ghost from a time she must have lived. the ache in her soul becomes apparent, hungry to know him, to experience him once again. a dish that could be prepared & made in awe. ❛ i...did you feel that? ❜ there were many theories for this, her brain racking on the phenomena that the both of them must have encountered.

@chosouh

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shibuya is a quite literally a crater-shaped hole, but the tremors of it's aftermath are small magnitudes that affect all of them. she had been thinking there is one place she needs to go to, a place she dared not return to since she was in middle school. the blonde could feel the sense of dread in the pit of her stomach that accompanies a confrontation that hides her rage. she quells it in the sense that there is one other thing she needs to check up on: her protege. along with aiding itadori, she had heard todo had been among the wounded. it was the price of a full scale skirmish.

she finds herself in the infirmary after shoko had done her due diligence.❛ i heard, ❜ she had propped a chair, the back of it facing todo as she eyes him. the scars of war are prominent in his hands, a grimace as she knows her protege would withstand the burden. ❛ i figured you could use a visit, did you miss me?❜ yuki remembers their first encounter, a chance moment between the both of them. she's always thought he could make it far in this world. ❛ what will you do ? ❜

@pontevoix for todo !

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just a heads up in modern yuki is a professional motorcyclist, she loves to travel the world and is part of the women's division. being on a bike is freeing to her. but she probably would have majored in science. her other hobbies include judo/akido.

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Yukii

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wife reveal

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it'd been a long time coming, it's like a FORGOTTEN friend suddenly showing up out of nowhere, with news in hand. it wasn't hard to hear of the special grade who an expiration date only to land under the watchful eye of his best friend. it's ironic that they find themselves where they first started, where they had first met: jujutsu high. somehow, she finds herself here at time, a compass drawn to a part of place that yuki could almost call home. japan is the closest thing she could call her roof, a few windows, & the front door. her hand is on her hip as she finishes watching his demonstration with the first-years.

❛ geto-kun, ❜ a sly smile appears on her face as her other hand gives him a wave. yuki is sure that he would have found his answer now, maybe he had even found his way after their conversation. she likes to think that one conversation they had became a springboard of ideas to draw from & run amuck from. although she supposes his path became windy, filled with briars & turns that he couldn't fully navigate. ❛ can i get your answer from before? what kind of girls are you into?❜ geto had effectively left her on read, folding the corner of the page for him to get back to at his leisure.

yuki was always the type of person who is art, hung up on a museum for onlookers to interpret to their liking. some might have preconceived notions of her, some might become enamored with her, others might pass her by.it just depends on what kind impression she made. she doesn't believe she's for everyone, but she's wholly aware that existence would always be special. ❛ still hanging around, gojo-kun i see.❜

❛ did you finally decide what side would win?❜ it was another echo to their discussion. their exchange could be called a haunting, spooking geto into whatever thoughts he could grasp onto & make sense. she, too found her answer.

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RUMORS, rumors are those notes being passed around during a class, hoping no one else could know it's contents, & then eventually it gets out of hand. someone accidentally sees said note & that's all it takes. she'd heard about nanami from others, he had left his cleaver briefly to camouflage himself into the mundane civilian life. yuki couldn't see herself enjoying tedious lifestyle, she would find herself bored of the routine. she truly searches for the excitement that life brings. ❛ nanami-kun, was it ?❜ slender fingers grip onto her helmet.

❛ what kind of girls are you into ?❜ a smirk splays itself on glossy lips. she knows it's an outlandish question to ask off the bat, but the answer is what she lives for. ❛ i'm sure you've heard of me.❜ a small stroke of her ego, since she would give herself all the world's praises.

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FORMAL MINI-HIATUS ANNOUNCEMENT:

i will be going on a mini-hiatus from sunday january 14th-monday january 22nd. i'm going on a week long vacation to go visit @getouh & @lerevers. there will be a queue on both gojo and yuki's blog ( i don't expect both queues to run up until i'm on vacation). however, i don't intend to bring my laptop cause it's been a while since i've last seen the both of them, and i'll mostly be on discord when i can. any pending starters or plotting will be put to hold until the tuesday ( as i would have settled back into work and will probably be chilling at home). this post will also be sprinkled within the queue as a friendly reminder. lastly, just want to say thank you guys for being patient with me and being hella awesome. see you guys in a week.

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ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ˋ)੭✧ for anonymous

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just a heads up, it won't be formerly announced until maybe thursday but i will be going on a mini-hiatus from sunday january 14th-monday january 22nd. i'm going on a week long vacation to go visit @getouh & @lerevers. so i will be queueing up replies, and while it might not look like i'm active i will be chilling in draftland so that i can have some consistent activity. i don't intend to bring my laptop cause it's been 5000 years since i've last since the both of them, and i'll mostly be on discord when i can. but i do intend to do this for both gojo and yuki ( and i will reblog that on her blog as well. )

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mini starter call, capping @ 5 ! mutuals only, mumu's specify please !

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a MIXTURE of heavy flirting & a little bit of drinking are the concoction that gets her here in this exact spot, in bed with choso. clothes are strewn across the floor to tell a story of how they intend to spend the rest of the night together. greedy kisses between the moment they opened the door until they were nothing but stars ready to collide & burst into something new. the drinking is the extra little bit of confidence she needs to boost herself as if she doesn't do that for her own ego already. but the way choso is looking at yuki is making her feel some type of way, like he's a hungry beast waiting to take part in his feast.

the way he's asking for permission is endearing, only reserved for someone like choso in her opinion. salmon hues shoot him a look: if you dare. challenging him to meet the urges that he denies himself & the bliss that yuki wants to experience with him. kisses are peppered along her inner most skin, teasing her for the time of play they are about to engage in. the softness that is pressed against her star-shaped birthmark makes her heart flutter a little.

she bites her messy glossy lips, hands gripping onto the sheets beneath her as he gives an experimental lick. the type of passion that belongs to lovers begin, sending small waves of pleasure to reverberate along her body. the way her hips rolls into his mouth, needing more in the way that he's causing that friction. wetness seeping out with every nip & she hasn't felt this good in awhile. yuki feels like he's ready is to demonstrate his devotion in every way, praise her body until she's ready to come undone by everything he's given her.

another moan escapes her mouth, ❛ —c-choso, ❜ she's ready to consecrate her lips to his name & his name only, a prayer to all the pleasure that she's currently rolling in as his tongue laves against her clit. her hands takes the moment to tangle her fingers in raven locks knowing they'll be messy by the end of this endeavor.

when he pauses there's a soft mewl that comes out of her lips, before he tells her the one thing that sends her. pink eyes look at him as he says it, the intention is clear that he demands to worship every inch of her body. ❛ don't stop, ❜ she urges before legs rest against his shoulders, every part of her on display as she's ready to ride the gratification of his tongue, until she's nothing more than a mess of nerves, & there's nothing left except the both of them in a heated exchange.

❛i need more of you. ❜

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eyes peered through loose strands of hair that hung in his face, the side effect of the sensual foreplay that led to choso running his hands down yuki's thighs. the softness of her against his skin made his heart race, the thought of just being this close was overwhelming — but in a good way. he wanted to taste her. to feel her on his tongue in a way he hadn't before.

choso glanced up, meeting her eyes, almost as if it was a silent ask if he was allowed to and the look in her eyes said all he needed. he pushed himself up a bit, hands spreading her legs apart a bit as he laced her inner thighs with gentle kisses and soft moans of excitement and heated passion as he worked his way closer.

there was something so beautiful in his actions and the way he felt her grip the sheets as he ran his tongue down her, kissing gently and nipping softly against all that was sensitive to his touch. there were the breathy moans that came from her and the smiles of satisfaction that spread across his lips at each one. the way she would buck her hips into him for a second, knowing he had touched her just right.

his tongue circled her clit as hands kept her thighs open for him. there was a soft growl as he buried his face into her, his tongue moving from the sensitive spot to slip between the folds of wetness that both he and her had caused. to taste her felt like an honor. to see her like this, in a state of pure euphoria and elation. he wanted more and he did not want it to end. he could send the whole night like that, between her legs, riding out each orgasm he could cause.

❝ you taste, ❞ there was a quick breath as he pulled back slightly, to admire his work from far, ❝ amazing. ❞

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she knows that her confrontation with tengen needs to be addressed. she always wanted answers. the answer to why young girls have to lose control of their own body just so a deity could live ? isn't that selfish? in a way, the divine needs humans just as much as humans believe in them. it's too depressing to think of the way a young girl's prospects are a depleted bank account : a family, friends, a job, & most importantly a future. it's already confusing trying to navigate into a world full of some uncertainties, but even more so when she's aware of her own death sentence. it's almost like yuki knows when she's about to be executed, a prisoner waiting for their judgment to be carried out. yuki takes another sip of her drink before continuing her rosy-eyed stare at him.

to the blonde it mattered not how vastly their life experiences differed, or the fact that he's lived a hundred years more. he is still able to acknowledge his own feelings. to yuki that is what makes choso human, but perhaps he has yet to measure himself in that regard. this time she can't help out a laugh at his questioning, before smiling. ❛ the idea that it could make me happy is interesting. it's a gift, but i only use it when necessary. ❜ she raises her thumb at him considering she's the type of person their world has deemed an outsider. she's an outlier on her own right, she chose to take an apple from the tree of knowledge & it's been unquenched ever since.

a finger reaches to wrap a strand of her hair around the shell of her ear. yuki is sporting a different look this time around, but she wonders how tengen had this laying around somewhere & that it could even fit. would choso even notice the difference in her attire? the way the dress hugs her curves to the displaying of her toned shoulders. there is something blood-pumping about the state of the heart. ❛ i've never wanted to fit in, buns. if you wanted to, i could show you some of that loving. ❜there's a sultry inflection in the way she says her last statement, but she's unsure if the other would catch on.

there's a nice sense of peace to this day, a scenery that begs to remind her that yuki has needs of her own. a desire for affection, to find the right type of man that gets her riled up. it's the reason she goes around asking & the reason her apprentice picked up on it too. yuki could tell a lot about the way person reacts to that question & then their given response. ❛ choso, you are attractive. it's just that you place emphasis on something that's false. ❜ the way his gaze meets hers in electrifying, a magnet that pulls it's opposite in. the allure is there, it just depends on whether he picks up on it or not. ❛ why are you so convinced that you are unlovable? you are worthy of itadori-kun's love too and that speaks volumes for it self. ❜ a smile graces pink glossed lips as she reaches out to comfort him like a blanket.

he's very attentive in the way he watches her drink from the glass , taking mental notes on the way she exists - things to identify her with. what reminds him of her. choso slides his own drink closer , taking half a sip as he listened. something about how he liked her company. it felt calm ... and truthfully he can't remember the last time anything was like this. it burns in his throat , however ― the warm sensation stinging at his face , spreading through his chest. there was a lot he was trying to comprehend all at once , though choso understood what was really defining in this moment ; this new unmarked path he went forward without question. redemption to ensure his sibling would make it out in the end. eyes move a fraction to meet hers , and breath hitches in his throat. no comment. what does she even mean? another sip of alcohol to pertain to his senses , this time he thinks it's smooth. ❛ the alcohol is good if your body temperature falls low , especially in cold weather, ❜ something true , he notes.

where was he going with all of this? there was some sort of communication barrier between them , separated by the years on him that existed as a curse. half human , but so much of his life has proven how much that didn't matter at all. a lot has changed , sure .. but there was something that choked him out , how visible he really was to anyone that made the choice to see him. it's a large array of emotions , almost too much for himself in the way he's been starved his whole existence just to be seen. what will he do with it now that she's challenging him on it? he would be with her as long as it took to successfully guard tengen from any threat ; it was not something greatly imagined , how they'd be around each other like this. humans always look past me , i still feel like a curse : old ways. love? he's turned toward her now, eyes wide , giving a full scan. ❛ would it make you happy ... turning into a black hole? ❜

his heart ached as he watched her , seizing in his chest as he was unprepared to feel anything at all. loneliness. keeping busy. memories that never happened had flooded his mind , wondering the kind of life she had lived. the similarities in the way she spoke to him. love is something craved the most by ones who have gone so long without it. choso had always been on the wrong side of things , twisted and cursed , for the fact his blood was toxins and nothing more. it already stuck out buried in his mind , her reaction of nonchalance. ❛ destructive things don't fit in with this world's idea of love ... ❜ while it was never thought about ... there's a memory of desire , once. what if. human feelings.

this was why they were in charge of such protection. placing two anomalies together , knowing that regardless ... they had enough within them to destroy anything they could. he had never seen someone like her before. drawn to her , like being exposed to something so intense , the withdrawal with run him dry. ❛ if i wasn't ... so realistic and serious about these things ... you would think i was attractive? it doesn't seem so important , thinking things like that , ❜ another drink , this time swiftly taken. when was the last time? was this comfort , or discomfort? eyes are still on hers , and now he understands , this level of resonance has never been felt until now.

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FAITH LEHANE | 1.18 – Five by Five

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Yuki Tsukumo (九十九 由基) - Jujutsu Kaisen 2nd Season - Episode 23