#WHY MY CHOSO

[aliswrldd]

I JUST SAW THE THE SPOILERS FOR JJK 246 AND IM CRYINGGG. IT SHATTERED ME TO SEE IT. IM DONR. IM DONE.

[hinamie]

in my portrait era it wld seem

choso and/or yuki request for anon <3

[blkkizzat]

y'all wanna know a real bad toxic trait of mine?

making a banner and summary/theme for a fic i have no intentions of writing within the next 6 months.

lmfao this been sittin' since Feb 😭

i have so many choji fics in the cut y'all don't even know. someone figure out how to clone so i can get this done faster fjhdbfjskhbd (but wait clone me would also have crippling adhd soooo 😭).

edit fixed gif lol

[drakyutown]

biker!choso but with his hair down

[elysiium-everlasting]

This is how the shibuya incident went right

[cherryblossom-heart]

When you’re peacefully scrolling, trying to find a good fic to read and you stumble upon the nastiest, grossest most disturbing paring doing the nastiest, grossest most disturbing smut you’ve ever read in your life.

Help… how do you unread something?

[sleepincrow]

contains: toxic behaviour, toxic!reader this was itching my brain, idk what to tell you. i like having morally ambigious reader... or idk, is it too tame? i have no idea where the line meets and ends when it comes to dark shit cus i usually stay in the other side of the line. whenever i think of dark stuff its in a comedic-ish light and everything turns fluffy in the end idfk. tell me what else i should add in the warnings 😞

edit: i made it readable, i should really start readproofing.

hear me out..

reader who doesnt do anything when their boyfriend is mean. like theyre just generally pissed off and huffing at you when youre trying to greet them with open arms and a warm smile when they come home.

reader who doesnt confront them about their horrible behavior and how it affected them. no, just stay silent, take in whatever your boyfriend had to say or do and leave him be.

ohooooh, you mightve done nothing but youre going to give them something much worse than a silent treatment.

youre not a doormat. youre not a crybaby.

i want reader to be absolutely menacing. if that man doesnt come back crawling, apologizing to you, youre gonna make him.

do you understand me? the anger, the absolute disgust that bubbles in your stomach, that claws its way up your chest like an animal looking for a fresh breath of air before it starts to hunt.

youre silent all of the sudden, giving him the driest texts known to man, leaving him on seen with texts that dont technically need a reply instead of dragging the conversation longer with a picture of a cat you saw on your way home. youre picking up more work than usual, unable to cut some time, telling him youve got things to do—things more important than having to watch some tv with him, be in bed with him.

youre clever. you know your schedule, and you know his. rearrange everything, make sure to make as much commotion in your life that doesnt include him, so when he confronts you, youre technically telling the truth when you say youre busy.

because why bother coming home early, greeting him, surprising him with dinner and a loving kiss?

then watch it all go down. technically, youre not doing anything wrong, youve got your plate full with a screenshot of your planned calendar to pair with it as sweet, sweet evidence.

youre watching him slightly deteriorate. watch him panic. he'll buy you flowers, in which you put in a vase but never take care of like before. he'll buy you jewelry you wont wear because "theyre beautiful but i like the old ones too! ill wear them on a special occassion" that wont ever come.

the frustrated, panicked look on his face is priceless. it feels so good. he cant even be mad because youre not even cheating! you have all the alibis, all the witnesses. youre perfectly happy and sweet as before! just.. not as responsive, not as present. but thats not your fault, thats your job's!

if he pays for you, slowly start paying your half of everything. shows that you are stable and everything would be perfectly fine if he went up in left. in the end, thats why he got angry with you in the first place, right? he's so okay with being angry, not telling you his problems, that he can keep it to himself, right?

he doesnt need your lap to lay his head on, not your food that you prepare for him when he comes home, not the soft touches you leave on his overworked skin and definitely not the words that you coo at him everyday before he pissed you off.

make him know what the once delicious thought of takeout tastes like once he's left to fend for himself while you go out for overtime at work! trust me, its gonna taste a hell of a lot more bland, a lot more dull. depressing, really.

dont even get me STARTED on sex. (i wont, not now)

this is all justifiable, right? after all, this is how you communicate your feelings right? this is how you can show him how you felt when he showed you a cold shoulder at your warm embrace! let him have the full experience when you felt pathetic, miserable, useless.

plus, youre not wrong, arent you? you can leave whenever you want! who is he to tell you that you cant leave? as if he owns you—is that what he thinks? is that what he thinks of you? just a not-so-significant other that he can come home to whenever he wants and project his feelings unto?

no, no youre not. youre not gonna take that bullshit. he can roll it up, pack it in a bag and beat it if thats what he's thinking. no, both of you are holding an end of a rope in this relationship. a big, thick rope which you can cut off with that large ass scissor you both have.

this is just you telling him, reminding him that you can cut it whenever you like! its not threatening, not manipulation, straight truth! you CAN leave any relationship you like! its his problem if he doesnt like it, right?

your poor little boyfriend has to get his act together! start thinking straight! unless he wants to deal with your unyielding, harsh wrath for the rest of his soon-to-be miserable life.

after all, he made the first threat to your relationship, right? its just a reminder!

[doctorsiren]

Some recent art I haven’t posted

The first 5 are for an AU where everyone’s “normal”, and so Sukuna is just Jin’s twin brother who is a tattoo artist/chef/lead singer and guitarist in a band, and also the ages are all different so Jin’s closer to Nanami and Gojo’s age, but Yuji and the others are like, young kids. Since we had Gojo be with Geto, and Nanami be with Jin, we thought it would be funny if Sukuna (we usually call him Ryo, but Sukuna’s like his uh street name or whatever since his name is Ryomen Itadori) was a massive fan of pop idol Cupid (aka Yu Haibara), and he ended up becoming like Todo HAHA

The next 4 are for an AU where instead of Haibara dying in high school, it was Nanami. He’s a cool archer guy with cursed energy arrows and he teaches at the school.

Then we just got some doodles :) my brother and I watched Way of the Househusband, so there’s Tatsu, and also there’s Nanami as Tatsu (bc same JP VA)

Then a couple of Loid being a wifeguy and loving his wife with some poses refs I found ☺️

And then Ino as a second year

[cmuvjisstuff]

If gege ever tries and kill off this majestically, beautifully, most handsome person in jujutsu kaisen and not that Mei Mei character I will be eating my organs then kms cuz he one handsome boy idc what his shoes look like it's the looks and the personality that matters.

[ezralva]

Gege is still recovering and goes on extended hiatus but turns out was secretly drawing and now releasing this new official art of Yuuji and Choso! 😭 they look so relax and happy, outside having picnic together! Choso is napping on the rattan mattress while smiling and Yuuji is waving at the cameraman. Between them two cans of beverage. The left one a can of tea and the other one written either Pokka or Ponka? (Pokka Sapporo is a JP's manufacturer of canned and bottled beverages)

This is an official art by Gege Akutami that will be made into lenticular bookmark as natsucomi freebie in (participating) bookstores coming July

[matcha-mx]

I drew some cutie pies. I haven’t really drawn Yuji much, so this was kinda fun.

Leaving it uncolored for now because I’m scared to add color to any of my drawings 🫣

I will share again if I add color.

Maybe.

I dunno.

[discount-kirishima]

guys i think we're sleeping on the best choso panels

[hinamie]

Hi! I love your art!

Is there anything non-spoilery you can say about Choso in the atla au? 🥺

WAAAhh thank u !!! tbh as fond as I am of the design I came up with for him in this au there's.....really not much to say abt him either....he's a pretty minor character but because of the nature of the role he /does/ play there's not much non-spoiler material involving him that isn't just . the same as canon :'<

however in the interest of not leaving u high and dry here is a rare excerpt from the Lore Scroll and a quick draws of him looking menacing for u ! i hope that will suffice in lieu of Actual Information <3

jjk atla!au with @philosophiums

[sugarphoric]

warnings -- slightly suggestive (MDNI)

bsf!choso who loves to sit you on his lap. it became a regular thing somehow, and once it started, it never stopped. not enough chairs? his lap. movie night? his lap. and its almost like youre forced there if it wasnt for you also wanting to sit on his lap, because he'd get all whiny and worried thinking you were mad at him if you didnt sit on his lap, causing you both to fall in this cycle.

there was this one time when you were hanging out with your friends and choso wasnt there yet. you were shared by gojo and geto, them both curious as to why choso always had you on him. it was fun going back and forth between the two, but strangely enough it never felt comfortable, so you had to keep shifting! when choso finally arrived, his eyes were narrow and piercing, jaw tight as he chewed the insides of his cheeks. confused, you could only let out half of a hello before being picked up like a ragdoll as if you weighed nothing, then sat on his lap once again. he had his arms wrapped around you so tightly (almost possessively?) that whole night, and you couldnt even question him on what was wrong :( though you would admit it was far more comfortable than the duo earlier (who were now sending each other knowing glances? weird.)

it was so nice when he'd rub your back or pet you? its a little stupid cuz you feel like his personal puppy, but that doesnt mean you dont like it.. ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა though there would be times where his hands land a little too close to your butt, or when hed play with the hem of your shirt. some days, especially when its late into the night after your movie marathons, where his hands are pressed onto your bare tummy, truly petting you like you were a dumb puppy! sometimes his hands gets a little too close to your boobs, but he'll always pull away anyways! (and youd be a liar if you said you didnt enjoy those small 'accidents')

bsf!choso whos a higher priority than your family - he's set as your emergency contact and is almost part of your family anyways (so its not like theres a bias!!...)

i mean, anytime youd needed help, he was always one call away, willing to drop anything if you just asked. youre on your period and craved chocolate? oh yea, his midterms are in less than an hour but he was already on his way to the convenience store, practically creating a whole basket of goodies like it was your birthday (and you better believe he came back after finishing his tests to massage you and make sure you feel better). you got in a minor car accident and needed someone to talk to to calm your nerves? choso might as well have been the police officer with how fast he showed up on the streets to aid you in person (how did he even know where the accident was? he has your location silly)!

it was also just an added bonus that anytime he came with you to visit your family, they automatically assumed the two of you were in a relationship. awkward blind dates would be cancelled and droning questions and lectures of "when will you get married?" were easily avoided (though it was a little heart wrenching when you both had to stop the act after leaving home... wait what)

bsf!choso who smells so good, you can't help but have half of his closet at your dorm. half of the time (when you weren't given the pleasure of sitting on his lap), youd be sniffing him like a puppy, stuck like velcro to at least one of his body parts. holding his hand and running your fingers along his veins - and then steal a quick sniff masked with a peck to the back of it! when his hair was down it was your favorite! you could reach up as you hugged him, burrowing your face in his hair and neck, contented sighs leaving your lips right up to his furiously red ears.

and that was one thing that you were given special permission of. bsf!choso hated when people touched his hair, but weirdly enough, it felt so so good when you did. bsf!choso would honestly be awaiting to see you (as if he doesnt already) just to feel those small fingers running against his scalp, playing and weaving different braids or styles with his raven locks (it was another added bonus that this meant he could have you on his lap (but this time straddling him!) or gain extra cuddles in bed with you!).

its funny that he even ended up gifting you his cologne and laundry detergent for your birthday. as much as he loved to see you drowning in his clothes, he almost had to move out of his dorm and live with you due to how much of his clothes were magically always at your place! and it helped a bit (and also allowed him to get his clothes back), but they lacked the certain choso-ness to them :(

bsf!choso who gets so confused when people assume youre together. what, is it so weird to have you as his lockscreen and homepage? is it weird that your ringtone is different from the others to always alert him when youre contacting him? he doesnt think thats weird at all, in fact, he thinks its weird that theres still girls out there that think they have a chance with him! its... its not like hes in a relationship with you, but cant they see hes already occupied and focused on something better?

and its not weird that hes oddly possessive when out in public with you. that arm thats always around your shoulders or waist? yea dont worry about it. especially dont worry about how his eyes are literally murderous towards any guy that tries to come close to you.

bsf!choso's favorite thing to do is hug you from the behind, wrapping one arm around your torso inhibiting your movements, while the other comes to lay your chin on his palm, tilting your head up to look at him with your big, puppy-dog eyes (maybe trying to beat those puppy-allegations were pointless after all with how much he enjoyed feeding into this behavior). hes just so happy to have his best friend so small and compliable in his arms, and have your cute little butt wiggle right next to his di-

he wont stop imagining you and your cute face and cute body especially when he falls asleep, wanting to call you to come cuddle at his dorm (but that'll be a problem with how hed have to hide his raging boner). but would it really? hes always sprouting that big mess any time hes next to you anyways, so youre, technically, the one who should be responsible for it. youre also his best friend!! so shouldnt you be the one to help him with his problems?

maybe he'll call you tonight, but after he rubs one out himself as he looks at his favorite album (that's only filled with you)!

[chosoette]

i’m sorry but choso is not clueless babygirl who did no wrong. he can be a murderer AND a doting older brother. he can be unfit for teaching AND intelligent and capable. he can be new to having a human body AND actively use his knowledge of the world he’s developed over 150 years. please guys

[love-jelly]

THE VALIDATION.

sypnosis: precious, sweet choso would never ever deny you in any way, always opting to let you do whatever you wanted for your own entertainment and satisfaction, even if it includes giving you his heart and body.

contents: tutor!choso, sub!choso, dom!reader, pet names (choso: cutie, baby, bubs, darling, pretty prince, good boy | reader: mommy), dirty talk, hair pulling (m!receiving), unprotected sex, semi-public sex (does this even count idk), choso is desperate for some puthy (YOUR puthy), overstimulation (m!receiving), praise kink

word count: 1.4k+

a/n: based on this idea by @hotlinemurder ! tysm to maki for blessing my tl with this idea and i hope i did it justice !! hope u enjoy !! minors dni. ageless / blank / minor blogs will be blocked if seen interacting!

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choso tutors you every wednesday and friday afternoon from twelve pm to two pm every other week in the university library. a timeline you both come up with to nicely accommodate both of your schedules- him with his studies and you with your parties and whatnot. not to say you don’t focus on school, you do, life’s just easier when you can ignore all the pending assignments that are due at 11:59pm and all the teachers that seemingly have it out for you.

but choso is sweet, unnecessarily so even when you try to quietly yawn at his rambling that seems to bounce off the walls of the study room you two rented. even when you start doodling in your notebook, when you’re supposed to be writing down what he’s trying to teach you. life is just more fun when you let go, something you’re sure choso doesn’t know how to do when you don’t show him how to.

choso is a straight-a student and tutor, teaching you topics better than any of your professors on the surface. but when you have him in the palm of your hand, with actions that are only a little suggestive? you’ll surely have him fucking you better than any of them too.

a few taps from the tip of a black pen on your notebook shakes you from your thoughts, choso gazing at you with concern evident in his eyes and a cute frown.

“you do know midterms are two weeks away, right?” the concerned lilt in his tone is cute but not cute enough for you to really care, knowing you would rather be doing anything else than studying calculus four.

you look up and smile apologetically, “sorry, cutie, but partial differentiation of functions is not on my mind right now.”

he blushes softly at the pet name but holds his ground, “but you didn’t come to any lecture last week. these questions are gonna be on the exam, you have to know them.”

you stand up, going behind him to undo the two buns he keeps atop his head, “‘s alright, i have you, don’t i?” the locks of hair unravel like a pretty present as you massage the mop around, evening the spread of his pretty brown hair.

“that’s why i’m trying to teach you right now but you won’t even listen,” he softly whines in slight protest, distracted by the feeling of your fingers combing through his hair.

“i have a better idea- don’t you wanna have fun?” you twist yourself onto his lap, thighs fitting atop his as you straddle him. you twist your hand into a fist to garner a hold of his hair, pulling it back to lift his head to expose his pretty wide eyes.

“b-but-” he stammers, moving his head to the side to avoid your eye contact, not sure what excuse to use. you roughly pull his hair again to force him to face you again, a mewl falling from his lips.

you cut him off with a soft voice, “you want me to stop?” you press chaste kisses to his jaw and throat, leaving an especially hard one on his adam’s apple, a soft sigh slipping out from his mouth.

he groans, unable to find an answer in his now-muddled brain. “please-”

precious, sweet choso would never ever deny you in any way, always opting to let you do whatever you wanted for your own entertainment and satisfaction, even if it includes giving you his heart and body.

“please what, baby?” you smile lightly, knowing he would always give into pleasure, give into you. 

“please make me cum,” his usual honeyed, deep voice is exchanged for a separate breathy, higher tone that’s reserved for your ears and your ears alone.

“all you had to say, bubs,” you lightly grind your core to his hardening, twitching cock, that seemingly was begging for some sort of stimulation that could help relieve the hot bubble that was forming in his lower belly.

something between a whine and a groan erupts from choso’s lips as you go in for another kiss, you swallowing up his sounds by connecting your lips.

“we’re in the library, darling. remember to be quiet, ‘kay?” you remind him with a sweet smile as if you weren’t the reason for his loud volume.

he whimpers, “s-sorry, mommy, please-” he chokes out, “c-can i put it in?”

you reach down and pull his cock out of his pants and give it a few jerks. “do you deserve it?”

choso scrunches his face in pleasure, eyes shut and lips wet with both his and your saliva. he manages to open his eyes a bit and breathe out, “yes- yes i do- please?” his brown orbs plead with you for stimulation- for pleasure- for mercy.

“put it in then, show me how desperate you are for me,” his fingers are fumbling around, pushing your skirt up and realizing you’re wearing his favorite lacy violet panties underneath, he groans quietly to himself admiring the wet spot on it for a second. set back on his prior mission, he pushes his cock into your panties, creating a large wet spot as he humps the scratchy material to find pleasure.

“my pretty prince, right? look at you, you just wanna get off, huh? i’ll let you use my pussy- so you better use it well.”

“thank- you, mommy,” he mewls softly before aligning himself with your hole. he quickly shoves it in- catching you off guard, forcing a hiss and moan from your lips that he quickly shuts up with a kiss that you dominate early on.

his hands have you in a vice-like grip that’s sure to leave bruises, holding you a few inches above his own body as his hips uncontrollably rut up into you, balls slapping on your buttcheeks.

“f-fuck- what would your parents say about this, huh? their p-precious little boy so desperate to cum inside of a woman?” you bite his earlobe, moaning directly into it, only serving to make choso’s dick impossibly harder.

“do-don’t-”

“don’t what, bubs? don’t tell your parents? but with how much you c-cum inside me, won’t we have to tell them when we have a b-baby?” you chortle in his ear, his face tinted red from embarrassment but still rutting up into you, desperately searching for release that feels so close with the way you’re clenching around him, still wanting to cum inside you as if it was his lifes goal.

“c-can’t- please- please let me cum inside.” he nearly sobs, his orgasm feeling like it’s approaching.

“don’t stop, don’t stop. you’re doing so so good for me, bubs. keep going- just a bit more, you’re almost there, baby,” you whisper into his ear, keenly aware of the effect your words have on him.

“please, please, please- let me-” 

“you wanna cum? you wanna cum in me? give your parents a grandbaby? you want that huh- you want your parents to know what a dirty whore you are for wet pussy- my wet pussy? come, come inside me.” your filthy words spill out of your mouth and into his flushed ear like whispers of an eternal bliss in hell.

a chain of “yes”s leave his lips in needy murmurs as he nears his climax. his thrusts into you become shorter and sloppier as you hug him closer, quieting your own moans by putting forth effort in marking up his neck.

a long, languid moan is ripped out from choso’s chest with his hips still rutting into you, albeit slower now, steadily fucking his cum into you, although his cock is still semi-hard. “let me- let me make you cum, please?”

you breathily laugh, “keep fucking me, baby, i’m almost there.”

choso continues his actions through strained movements, overstimulating himself, still roughly but quietly moaning through his own pain and pleasure. pulling you closer and staring at your pretty face filled with pleasure, he seems to be mesmerized by every feature on your face that contorts to prove that you were finding as much bliss in this as he is.

“fuck, i’m close, baby. gonna make me cum? make me cum,” choso quickens his pace, grunting in exertion. with a hand slapped over your mouth to hold back your shriek, you cum, spasming around his cock. fucking you through your orgasm, choso whines. he was so focused on making you cum that he didn’t realize he was nearing his second orgasm and with one last thrust into you, he spills a second load into you.

“good boy, choso. you did so well,” your validation makes him feel tingles all around his stomach, butterflies awakening in his stomach.

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a/n: honestly i hate this n i felt like it was WAY too fast paced. BUT i promised a fic so here's one amidst my busy schedule :') life stop fucking me in the ass when :/ thank you for reading !!!