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brazilian-vampyra · 2 months

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♱ NEEDING SOME LOVE? ｡ﾟ ♡

(english)

⋆ ִֶָ ๋ ✮⋆ synopsis: you are a succubus and offers affection after jjk men pass or are in stressful situations.

⋆ ִֶָ ๋ ✮⋆ characters: ryomen sukuna, gojo satoru, geto suguru, toji fushiguro, choso kamo, nanami kento.

⋆ ִֶָ ๋ ✮⋆ warnings: strong language, rough sex, unprotected sex, praising kink, hair pulling, degradation kink, oral (both receiving), fem!dom, male!dom, creampie, nipple play, teasing, love bites, needy behavior.

⭑ 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 ⭑

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄 was tired. He was hella tired.

Some time ago, Kento decided to give up his life as an office worker and put into practice everything he had learned at Jujutsu High. Enduring Gojo Satoru shouting in his ear like he did in high school was the worst of the problems, the big "x" of the issue now was dealing with the curses that arrived in the city.

Sukuna's return seemed to have brought a streak of bad luck to everyone else, and it stressed him, God, how it stressed him.

He had fought against a curse called "Mahito". He was all patched up, had blue hair, was tough and very ironic, the kind that brags about their deplorable exploits. His stupid actions meant that Nanami had to spend more time at work, as he was going to finish his shift at 6 p.m., but Mahito was persistent and stupid, forcing him to work overtime.

He left office life so he could stop working like a convict, and now he was forced to work overtime because of this stupid curse?

It's incredibly disrespectful.

He arrived at the apartment tired, just thinking about taking a relaxing shower and sleeping. Maybe this vacation to Malaysia should be brought forward.

He unlocked the main door and when he entered, he turned on the orange lamp next to it, casting dim light across the room. He was already loosening his tie and muttering some swear words when he came across a peculiar figure on the sofa. You were lying on your side, resting your face in your hand, looking at him with a mischievous smile and slightly shaking your tail.

The tail, as well as the horns and wings were part of your real form, but you made them disappear to be more comfortable sometimes.

━━ What are you doing in my house? — the blonde questioned, without paying much attention to you.

━━ You know how it is, no big deal... — you slid onto the couch. ━━ Just checking if my favorite blonde is okay...

━━ I am very well.

You giggled indiscreetly.

━━ You seem stressed to me...

━━ I can ease my stress on my own, I don't need another curse bothering me today.

You got up from the couch, walking over to him with a hand on your chest, pretending to be offended.

━━ Aww, too bad. I'm not a curse, you know this... — you said, making your most fantasy features disappear, looking like a normal human. ━━ Are you going to treat me like that night was nothing?

He grunted, taking off his tie to make himself more comfortable.

━━ It was a dream. A fucking dream.

━━ It wasn't a dream... — you teased. ━━ But I agree with you on the fucking part. Wow, we fucked so much!

You kept remembering about it, with a mischievous smile on your lips.

━━ What did you come for, you devil? Feed? If so, I'm tired, I don't have any energy to give you.

Well, that's the truth. Succubus feeds on a person's vital energy through sex.

━━ Do I look evil, Kento? I'm here to take care of you. You let me feed myself, I think it's fair that I take care of you.

You took a hand to the blonde's defined jaw and slid your fingers over his skin, watching as he shivered.

━━ You'll see... I can wash your hair... — you took one of his hands and brought it to your face, so he could feel your warm cheek. ━━ Kiss your pretty lips and we can explore each other's bodies, so you will sleep very happy afterwards. Don't you think you need some love?

His mischievous smile was a beautiful invitation. And the blonde gave in to the temptation and desire you emanated. You calmly convinced him, and now you were in the bathroom, in the shower, moaning and feeling the warm water slide over your skin. Nanami's strong body hugged yours from behind, while his hands were covered in liquid soap with passion fruit and chamomile essences.

His huge hands slid over your wet skin and went to your breasts, playing with your nipples between his index and middle fingers; giving you an awesome stimulation.

You could feel his hips grinding against your ass and his cock slides through your tight insides, giving you as much pleasure as you were giving him. The blonde's deep moans were close to your ear, making you bite your lower lip. Your hands were on the blue tiled wall, providing you with some support as he delighted in your body.

━━ I told you... you would be happier- ugh, fuck...

━━ I think you're right, I can't resist that fucking pussy... — he kissed your shoulder. ━━ Goddamn, if these curses keep stressing me out I'm going to need you every week...

━━ I'll always be here for you, darling... — you smiled, biting your bottom lip and brought a hand up to his wet blonde hair, while his lips were on your shoulder, tasting your wet skin. ━━ Every time you need... to give you the sweetest dreams ever.

[...]

⭑ 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 ⭑

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐑 can be irritated and stressed, like ordinary people. With Sukuna's return, there were other curses with Kenjaku causing problems, such as a stranger called Jogo. They didn't seem like a big problem, nothing he couldn't handle, but it was certainly something that would irritate him and require more strength and patience.

He had to balance this with his teaching duties and training the host of the king of curses, Yuji Itadori.

Sometimes Satoru fantasizes about what his life would be like without the responsibility of being a special grade sorcerer. Maybe he could be like most who don't have to worry about literally being humanity's last hope if the curses ever want to claim dominance again.

He had lost his best friend a few years ago, and it still hurt him. He had to take care of Yuji, Megumi and Nobara, as well as put up with hearing shit from other elitist sorcerers.

All of this made Satoru frustrated.

This caused erotic dreams to happen with a certain frequency, and the figure that satisfied him was you, a succubus. You're wrong if you think that your relationship with the most powerful sorcerer was just sex, nothing like that, you also talked a few times, flirted and even saw each other in real life.

At that point, you could already consider each other very close.

Now he had arrived home and removed the bandage that covered his vibrant blue eyes.

━━ I know you are here, sweetie.

He hadn't turned on any lights yet, but then you emerged from the shadows when he turned on the yellow lights in the living room. The lights were in a weaker tone, precisely so that he could be more relaxed and rest, providing a cozy atmosphere.

You were wearing a button-down shirt he had. A long-sleeved white shirt that had a few buttons lazily closed. Your thighs were bare, your smooth skin perfectly visible and your seductive scent carried far and wide. Your horns were not visible, nor were your wings or tail.

He went feral just by seeing this.

━━ I can see in those pretty eyes how tired you are... — you walked closer to him, hugging his neck affectionately. ━━ Wanna tell me what happened?

A muffled laugh echoed between you, a laugh coming from him before he slid his tongue across his lower lip gently.

━━ It's amazing how you always come up with the right words, and that lovely voice... — he wrapped his arms around your waist. ━━ It doesn't even feel like you're here with the purpose of sucking me dry.

You laughed at the audacity of the perfect white-haired sorcerer's words.

━━ Do you think I'm a mercenary who only cares about your life energy, Satoru? What we have is special... — you looked at him with your best puppy eyes.

He smiled happily upon hearing this.

━━ Don't you think you're needing some love, handsome?

You looked at him with your pink eyes, like a shining gemstone. Glowing with lust.

Gojo's response was his lips immediately being pressed against yours. His warm tongue slid against yours, allowing you to taste the mint gum he had been chewing all day. His hands held and squeezed your waist, making you moan against his lips, and he bit your lower lip lightly.

When you realized, you were on his bed. Your clothes were making a trail that led from the living room to the bedroom, and your bodies were sweaty on the sheets. You were on your side, with your head on the pillow, feeling one of Satoru's hands squeezing your breasts while the other held your thigh, slightly raised so that he could thrust his hips with precision against you.

The blue-eyed man bit your neck a little between kisses, probably leaving your skin marked, but he liked it. He liked to have the feeling that you were his.

━━ This pussy calms me down in a way... — he moaned, never stopping moving his hips against you, making the sound of your bodies echo throughout the room. ━━ It's like it was made for me...

━━ Take it easy, love... — you gripped the sheets tightly, feeling his body against yours as your vision was clouded with pleasure. ━━ Or you'll get addicted...

━━ Fucking hell, I already am... — hearing him go crazy was priceless. ━━ I need that damn pussy sliding on my cock every night...

[...]

⭑ 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎 ⭑

𝐅𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 that even though it was half a curse, the human feelings of this man who was almost two hundred years old were the strongest. He — who had exhausted eyes — was lost among difficult and confused thoughts.

His current mental state lived up to his appearance. He was as worn out as his eyelids and his dark circles. The physical and mental exhaustion of the blood handler was increasingly evident, he no longer knew what to do. He had constant and massive existential crises, which made his head scream.

Being by Kenjaku's side felt right, but something in him told him that wasn't the only option he had. Halloween was coming, the coup in Shibuya was going to happen and Choso only thought about running out of there and never coming back, evaporating like water in a hot pot of rice. But on the other hand, he must avenge the death of his brothers.

Why did life have to be so difficult?

He entered the room, throwing himself on the bed and burying his face in a pillow as he sighed heavily and tried to clear his thoughts. That was when a shiver ran down his spine and he looked at an armchair next to him.

There you were, with your horns and wings and your tail, slowly swaying back and forth like a cat.

━━ Hi, baby.

You smiled and waved calmly at him.

━━ W-Who are you? What are you doing here?

━━ Oh, don't you know who I am? — You were surprised. ━━ Well, let me put on a friendlier appearance to talk to you then.

In the blink of an eye your mystical features disappeared.

━━ Better, right?

You fixed your hair softly.

━━ I'm a succubus, by the look on your face I can assume you've never met one, right?

He nodded shyly.

━━ Well, Choso... I noticed you're so stressed. So tired, so depressed... — you walked over to the bed, running your hands through his silky hair. ━━ That brought me here.

━━ Can I assume you want to kill me...?

You laughed at the man's naivety.

━━ Kill you? No, no. Why would I kill such an adorable guy like you? — he was so adorable and cute. ━━ All I need is a little bit of your life energy, and don't worry, you'll recover in time.

━━ And how do I give it to you?

━━ You'll have to cum for me.

His pale cheeks turned red like ripe strawberries.

━━ W-What!?

━━ Feeding me during sex is the best option, and the best thing is that it doesn't hurt you either... — your hot pink eyes glowed at him, in a tone of eloquent desire. ━━ Don't you think you need some love, baby?

Yes, Choso had to assume that this was the best option for him at the moment. He might have to give you some of his life energy, but at the same time he would be rewarded for it. He was a bit inexperienced, and he didn't hide it — maybe he couldn't even try to hide it.

While you were kissing, he ended up asking to taste your pussy. That was the most promiscuous and shy request a man had ever made to you, two extremes at once. He accepted, and now he was eating you out with a desire that not even an extremely experienced man had ever eaten. His eyes were closed, his hands were squeezing your thighs and his face was buried between your legs.

The desire left him intoxicated, too focused on making you feel good.

Your legs were draped over his shoulders and you held onto his beautiful dark hair, squeezing it every now and then just out of sheer will, as you let him dictate at his own pace. Kamo's tongue slid inside you and his lips worked together to make you moan more and more.

At that point he couldn't take it anymore. The noticeable erection inside his pants was making that piece of clothing tighter and tighter, and if you kept moaning like that while he tasted you, he would probably end up cumming in his boxers. It had been a long time since he had tasted pussy this sweet, and now he felt like he was being bewitched or something.

━━ Hmm... you're so sweet, hm... — he kept eating.

━━ Such a good boy, you're doing well... — looked down, seeing his lips on your soaked sex. ━━ Don't be shy, rub your face on it...

Without even blinking, he held your thighs tighter and rubbed his face against your pussy, making you moan loudly and grip his hair tighter. That was unexpected, as you didn't expect to be dealing with a man who would obey so much.

Choso Kamo is indeed a good boy.

[...]

⭑ 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 ⭑

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍 was far from being a bed of roses. Unlike what is shown in movies or comics, it is a sad, strange life with a growing sense of death because at any moment there could be a sniper waiting for you. Or another hitman who was hired to kill you as personal revenge for some of your work.

It was no different for Toji, who had to kill people almost every day.

The smell of iron coming from the blood was no longer something he found strange, as it was like smelling the good smell of a disinfectant or a perfume that was pleasant. Most of his clothes were black, just so he wouldn't worry about blood stains, his house didn't have light-colored carpets, precisely so that he wouldn't have to do such intense cleaning if blood leaked through a trash bag.

He lived in an extremely simple apartment, in a suburban neighborhood where the rent was very cheap.

Perhaps if his gambling addiction hadn't consumed him, he might have been in a better situation, as he was paid very well for his services. It was no surprise, after all Toji is a professional at what he does.

Today he was hired to kill an extremely important man, and he was protected by some very experienced and strong sorcerers, that was a lot of work and Toji got hurt a little. Now he had taken a cold shower and put on black sweatpants, lying down on the double bed in that small room, lit by the orange light from the streetlight that invaded through the window.

You teleported to his bed, laying down next to him.

Upon smelling her sweet scent entering his nostrils, Fushiguro wrapped a strong arm around your waist, pulling you closer.

━━ I was already thinking about summoning you, my little devil...

His deep voice shook your bones, reverberating on it.

━━ Missing me, my love? — you teased.

━━ Always, honey.

━━ Had a bad day?

━━ Bad as fuck, but now I have you here.

━━ I think you're needing some love, don't you agree? — you turned to him, smiling mischievously and running a hand over the scar he had on his lip.

━━ I need all the love in the world right now.

And so you started kissing. It was an intense kiss, with a lot of desire and lust as your tongues touched and he grunted against your mouth. His kiss always seemed to take the air out of you, leaving you shocked at how good he felt.

Toji Fushiguro is ridiculously good in bed.

Right now, he was reminding you why he's the best you've ever had. This man was fucking you in a deliciously sinful mating press, holding your thighs as his green eyes were locked on yours and he was thrusting his hips against you like there's no tomorrow.

Fucking looking into the eyes was something so intimate and serious that you had never done with anyone; Toji could consider himself a big important milestone in your centuries-old succubus life.

━━ So fuckin' good f'me... — he was going crazy, just like you.

It felt strangely good, feeling him thrusting while you were stuffed. This man had already come and was still hard and needy for more, so much so that some of his hot cum was dripping down your poor little hole.

━━ You're such a whore, aren't you? This pussy is dripping and you still want more...

You smiled mischievously, biting your bottom lip and looking at him.

━━ What can I do? You're irresistible...

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⭑ 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 ⭑

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐒 was not satisfied with his concubines.

Yes, you did not read it wrong. No, that wasn't a doubt, it was an affirmation.

You, like a good succubus, had been watching him from the shadows for a while, because after all, his life seemed to be extremely interesting. Realized from the beginning that he had four concubines, all of them beautiful, with the most different bodies, different shapes. Always dressed in flashy lingerie and wearing jewelry.

But somehow, he no longer looked at them with that hunger and desire he had at first. You wonder why?

The truth is that there was no answer to this notorious question. He had probably just lost interest in them or sex in general for a while because of the problems that were plaguing him. After all, he is the king.

With this in mind, you decided to pay a visit to the lonely king.

You entered his throne room, wearing beautiful red lingerie, adorned with some rubies, which framed your curves very well. Your soft skin was completely exposed and you made a point of letting your perfume emanate far away, as well as your pheromones.

━━ Sukuna... long time no see.

You teased him, laughing softly. You never had to bow to him, he "forgave" your audacity.

━━ Little brat... can I know why are you bothering me?

━━ I came to offer you help.

━━ Help?

━━ I noticed you don't care about your concubines anymore... from afar I feel your dissatisfaction.

He laughed mischievously, in his classic way.

━━ And what did you come here for? Apply to replace one of them?

━━ Sukuna, speaking like that, it seems like you don't know me — you made a subtle gesture with your hand. ━━ I just came here to propose a deal.

━━ What type of deal?

━━ You give me some of your vital energy and I give you pleasure...

He would have said "yes" right away the way he was, but playing hard to get was part of his personality.

━━ What makes you think I would accept this deal?

You smiled mischievously and began to crawl towards him, slowly climbing the steps that led to his throne at the top. Like a cat, it crawls slowly until it reaches the ball of yarn.

━━ Oh, my king... — you knew how to play dirty. ━━ I was watching you the whole time, I can see how frustrated you are.

You rested your head on his thigh, covered by the white kimono.

━━ You're needing some love, my dear...

And he agreed to this deal the right way. You knew you would have to put up with all the brutality of the king of curses, and you were willing to do that, especially because he didn't go beyond the limits, but he really was remarkable.

The white kimono he was wearing was already open, exposing his beautiful body with the marks that were his striking feature. You were kneeling right in front of him, while he held your hair and moaned, with his eyes closed and tilting his head back. Your mouth slid over his huge cock, feeling how his precum slid over your tongue every time you played with his sensitive, pink tip.

Sukuna's moans were as profane as his dark, morbid nature.

But they were truly a pleasure to listen to, and they were so good that it was making your thin panties weat with your desire, which ran down your slits as you used your mouth on him.

━━ F-Fuck... what a good fucking slut you are... — he pulled your hair.

You gagged on his cock a few times. Which was completely acceptable since he was indeed huge.

You were still going to have a lot of fun in that room, you couldn't even imagine that you could fuck in as many positions as he was going to fuck you on that throne.

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⭑ 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 ⭑

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 was on the verge of going crazy.

Summer was a difficult season, as curses were everywhere and spread like plagues. In fact, the heat was so intense that it could kill the curses on its own, but he, as a sorcerer, had the obligation to act against them.

All that stress was already becoming unbearable, Suguru was already one step away from freaking out and killing everything and everyone in sight — whether it was a curse or not. He no longer cared about anything, and only thought about how complicated his life was and that maybe he wished he could have been born without this gift, so that he could do what "normal people" do.

Fortunately, or unfortunately for the man with long dark hair, you already had an eye on everything. I analyzed him from afar at various times, and thought about when would be the right time to approach him. You heard that he had been having these outbursts since Jujutsu High, now he was an adult and was still trying to control himself for not causing a giant disgrace.

Now he was on the balcony of his bedroom, it was a moonlit, starry and hot night.

His hair was tied up at the top and loose at the bottom, so he felt a little fresher. He was only wearing gray boxers and had picked up a cigarette, when he was about to light it, he noticed that he had lost the lighter.

━━ I always leave it here on the balcony table...

He muttered to himself.

━━ Looking for this?

He heard an unfamiliar female voice behind him and immediately looked to see what it was about. It was you, you were there looking at him like a predator looks at its prey, with your hot pink eyes.

━━ Don't get closer, or I-...

━━ What? Are you gonna eat me? — you teased, while holding his lighter. ━━ I mean, depending on how it goes, I accept it...

━━ Who are you?

You took the cigarette from his hand, politely asking "excuse me", and brought it to your lips, lighting it with the lighter and inhaling the smoke before bringing it to his lips. Suguru should assume that was a very sensual thing to watch, more so than he would like to admit.

You introduced yourself, saying your name to him and offering a gentle smile.

━━ Are you a curse? — he was smoking his cigarette calmly. ━━ I can feel your cursed energy.

━━ Succubus and incubus are not curses, but we have cursed energy.

━━ Then why are you here? I don't think I have anything that interests you, except my skills.

━━ I think your skills are formidable, but I don't want them, don't worry — you leaned over the balcony and took the cigarette from his lips, smoking it before giving it back. ━━ I want something else, and it can help you.

━━ I'm listening.

━━ I want to have sex with you.

Suguru almost choked on his own smoke at that moment. A creature appeared on his bedroom balcony in the middle of a summer night and suddenly said it wanted to have sex with him? That's weird.

━━ Sorry, I'm usually pretty straight to the point, haha.

━━ Can you explain? — he was recovering from his surprised cough.

━━ I feed on vital energy, and I need yours. Don't worry, I won't take everything, and you will recover pretty quickly because of your cursed energy level.

━━ What do I get from that?

━━ I have been watching you during this time, I know you are stressed and exhausted from having to deal with curses. So... I can make you feel good, really good, trust me...

━━ I won't sell myself for lust, not even if... holy shit.

While he was talking, you took off the thin t-shirt you were wearing and left your breasts exposed, leaving now only your denim mini skirt.

━━ C'mon, Suguru... don't you think you deserve some love? — you told him, in your seductive way.

The answer after that was clearly yes, and he buried the cigarette in the ashtray before kissing your lips eagerly and holding you in his arms, dragging you to the bed. Even though you had just met, it wasn't difficult for you to find the harmony between your bodies because somehow, you had the perfect fit.

You told the sorcerer that he just needed to let you ride him so he could be calm and sleep happily. He didn't think twice before accepting the proposal, and now you were there, in his lap.

Geto was lying down, with his eyes closed and moaning slyly while keeping his hands on your hips. You kept your weight on your knees, resting on the mattress as you moved your hips up and down, feeling your pussy milking his cock. His fingerprints would stay on your hot skin for a long time, you never wanted to forget this.

He looked beautiful with his hair messy like that, begging for more and being sensitive.

━━ W-What kind of black magic is this? W-What are you doing to me? — he moaned frantically. ━━ Oh my fucking God... that's so perfect...

You giggled mischievously as you continued moaning and said in your most promiscuous tone:

━━ I put a spell on you... — you brought a hand to his face, sliding it across his lower lip. ━━ Because you're mine...

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۰ ࣪📂 ٬٬ 𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: maybe it's a random topic but i was fantasizing about it one day and decided to write :) everything was written by me, don't take it as yours or get inspired without giving credit.

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Post Format: Headcanons

Featuring: Gender-Neutral Reader, Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, Ryomen Sukuna, Mahito, Choso Kamo

Word count: Each piece is roughly 750 words

Warnings: implied sabotage (Gojo, Toji, Choso), invasion of privacy (Gojo), kidnapping (Gojo, Sukuna), murder (Geto), kidnapping mention (Nanami, Toji), suicidal ideation (Nanami), light gore (Gojo, Sukuna, Mahito), reader injury (Sukuna), threats of bodily harm/mutilation (Mahito), sexual assault (Mahito), implied murder (Choso)

Satoru Gojo

You're nothing special. Not compared to him, at least. With no long line of sorcery or blue blood running through your veins, your family is just about as average as it gets.

You're nothing special---not to Jujutsu society, anyway. But who gives a shit about that? To Satoru, you're more than special.

You're everything.

He's always been the strongest, and yet, when he's with you, he just feels so weak.

Like a schoolgirl fawning over her latest crush, Satoru often finds himself checking his phone while away on missions, hoping to see your name appear on his screen. It doesn't have to be anything special—even a picture of some ugly animal with the caption "That's u, lol." is enough to get him going. Just knowing you were thinking of him at all, even in an unflattering light, makes him feel lightheaded in a way not even battle can emulate.

It's weird. It's embarrassing.

But he can't get enough.

Satoru wants you more than he's ever wanted anything, and he wants you to feel the same way. He'd do anything if it meant winning your heart.

If you asked him to kneel, he'd kneel. If you asked him to beg, he'd beg. If you asked him to rip out a man's heart and present it to you, he'd ask if he should do so on a silver or gold platter.

If you asked him to let you go, however...

You sigh and fall back onto the couch. It'd been a week since your landlord mysteriously kicked you out, and Satoru took you in with a frankly suspicious eagerness. To say that he was an overbearing roommate was to put it lightly.

He'd follow you around the flat from room to room, enter your bedroom without knocking, and once, you even caught him sifting through your laundry. He wasn't even embarrassed about getting caught, let alone the fact that he had done it in the first place.

You decided to start searching for a new roommate after that.

"Y'know," Satoru says, slinging his arms around your shoulders---you hadn't even heard him approach. You quickly close your computer, which happens to have very clearly been showcasing cheap apartments in the area. "I could have just taken ya'. Snatched you up off the street like some kidnapper."

"What...?"

"---But I decided to play nice instead. I thought we could forge a real relationship that way. But you've just been pushing me away. I'm starting to think I've been too lenient with ya'. Like maybe I should have just locked you up instead."

"That isn't funny, Satoru."

"Who said I was joking?" You open your mouth to respond, but Satoru cuts you off before you get the chance. "You want dinner? I can order us takeout. Anywhere you'd like."

Drop it, his eyes say. You do.

That very night, you pack a bag and head to the nearest hotel. In the morning, you'll ask your job if they can transfer you to another city. For tonight, you'd like to just get a good night's rest without the lingering fear of waking up to his figure looming over you.

You wake up to familiar surroundings. It doesn't register as strange until you remember checking into a hotel the night prior. You shoot up to get a better look around. Sure enough, you're in your own bedroom, not the hotel's.

But how...?

You're sure you left last night. Did you dream it? You go to check your phone, but it's not there.

Just then, the door opens. "Oh, you're up," your roommate says.

"Satoru, what's---"

"I called you in sick for work today," he says casually, "and tomorrow. Actually, starting today, you're unemployed."

"What?!"

"Don't worry. I can take care of us. I've got more than enough money."

Satoru wants you more than he's ever wanted anything, and he wants you to feel the same way. He'd do anything if it meant winning your heart.

If you asked him to kneel...If you asked him to beg...

If you asked him to let you go, however...

"C'mon, baby, you know I can't do that," he'd say, arms around your waist and head in your lap. "Ask me for something else, anything. Just not that. Do you want a pony? We can get a pony."

"No---"

"What about a cat? Or maybe you prefer dogs? I could get a purebred if you wanted one. I know it gets lonely being in the house all by yourself."

"I want to go outside, Satoru."

"We could get a fish tank, I guess. Though I doubt they'd make good company."

"Listen to me---"

"Actually, maybe that's for the best. Wouldn't want to compete for my lover's attention in my very own home, you know?"

Suguru Geto

When he was at his lowest, Suguru thought of you. It kept him going. It kept him sane.

So, of course, you were the first person he asked to join him in the creation of the new world. His world.

"Our world," he said, the look on his face desperate, pleading.

You declined, of course. His ideals went against everything you stood for as a Jujutsu sorcerer. As a person.

He took it well---or seemed to, at least. He flashed you a plastered-on smile and released your hands from his, leaving you with no further fuss.

For a while, that seemed to be the end of it.

Life went on. Though you would occasionally catch wind of his nefarious deeds, dealing with such things never fell within your purview. In fact, it almost seemed as if the higher-ups were purposefully keeping you from any cases that involved him.

You had all but forgotten about that fateful evening when a call from the higher-ups had you booking a flight to Okayama.

Apparently, there had been a sudden influx of cursed spirits in the region. And as the lead researcher in cursed phenomena, you were called to the scene.

You had already been given a file outlining the happenings, but out of courtesy, Yumi, the assistant supervisor assigned to the case alongside you, filled you in regardless.

"It's not that there's a higher rate of cursed spirits being born in this area," she said. "They're migrating here."

"Hmm," you look over the map on your tablet again; colour-coded dots mark the locations and grades of each (presumed) non-native sighting. The spacings are far from natural. They seem to have been made with intent, almost as if forming a pattern of some kind.

"We've set up a barrier to track the arrival of new cursed spirits. Nearly every curse from fourth to semi-first grade in the neighbouring towns has been coming here. Some of our windows have even spotted them moving together in groups."

"Was there anything strange about their behaviour? Like moving in single-file lines, with strange movements, or perhaps even speaking?" Yumi lights up.

"Yes, actually! They were all---"

Your screen flashes, suddenly restarting the tablet without your input.

"Huh...?"

"[Last]-San..." Your supervisor almost whispers. You tear your eyes from your screen to hers as she weakly holds up her tablet to you.

Over four hundred cursed spirits have been spotted crossing the Okayama border within the past fifteen minutes.

Your tablet finishes restarting, and you scramble to view the map again, hoping what you just saw was nothing more than a glitch.

The loading screen seems to take ages to complete, but when it does, the map shows exactly what you feared.

Oh. You get it now.

The pattern it was trying to spell out. It's "愛"

---"Love".

You hear a scream.

"Ah, it's good to see you again. How long has it been now?" A voice---one you're all too familiar with---says. "Two, no, maybe three years?" Suguru is wiping blood off of his hands. You don't want to look down. You can't look down.

Yumi is dead.

You looked down.

"I'm not sure why I phrased that like a question I didn't know the answer to," he says, smiling in a way that makes your heart ache. "I've been keeping track down to the days, you see."

"Were you...behind this?" You've never been one for combat. You can't use reverse cursed technique to save Yumi. You can't fight to save the others. There's nothing you can do.

You've never felt so helpless.

"I did," he admits casually. "I recently got my hands on a new curse. First-grade 'Pied Piper', its technique creates a sort of call-and-response between itself and other curses of a lower grade through a musical frequency only other curses can perceive. With that technique, I can manipulate the movements of curses I haven't yet acquired without leaving my residuals behind."

"But if it's coming from the technique of a curse you possess, your residuals would still be left behind," you counter.

"Ah, as quick on the uptake as always, [First]," he praises. "You're right, or you would be if this curse were under the control of my curse spirit manipulation. No, this curse was tamed, not subjugated."

"Why are you telling me this?"

He's going to kill you once he's finished explaining.

"I've always appreciated an inquisitive mind," he says. "especially when it's your inquisitive mind." Your mouth forms a vague 'O' shape as the realisation dawns on you.

"愛"

"Love"

...You're never getting away.

Kento Nanami

Nanami is someone who has never really been all that content with life.

Sorcery sucks. Corporate sucks. Japan sucks.

Sometimes, on his darkest days, Nanami thinks about what would have happened if he had joined Haibara—or better yet, if he had never even been born in the first place. If the world is this awful, wouldn't it be better to have never experienced it at all?

But then he met you, and suddenly, the world didn't seem all that bad.

Don't get him wrong, it's not like your presence suddenly made all the wrongs in the world right, but it did make him feel like they all mattered just a little bit less. Like maybe all this suffering was worth it, if it also meant he could see you smile.

So, of course, he'd do anything to keep you safe. To protect that smile.

The easiest way to ensure that, of course, would be to clip your wings. To lock you away somewhere where only he could reach you. A songbird that only sings for him, a dove in a birdcage.

He'd treat you like royalty, of course. His job pays well, but he's a somewhat frugal person by nature, so he has plenty of savings lying around. Whatever you wanted, he'd get you.

As long as you stayed safe, he couldn't ask for anything more. Even if you didn't love him, as long as your smile could be protected, that would be enough.

He's in the middle of researching what kind of restraints would cause the least damage and irritation to your skin when he realises what a grave mistake he was about to make.

'If the world is this awful, wouldn't it be better to have never experienced it at all?'

What if...

What if you started feeling that way, too?

What if, in trying to protect your smile, he ends up being the one to take it away?

He could offer you all the material things in the world, but if it comes at the price of your freedom, it might still not make you happy. After all, it was the same for him.

If money didn't make him happy, why would you be different?

Sorcery sucks. Corporate sucks. Japan sucks.

Nanami is worse.

He doesn't deserve you. It's with this thought in mind that he begins to avoid you. He refuses to meet your gaze, leaves the room when you enter, and declines all missions that involve your presence.

He feels like he's going crazy. Separation has made him sloppy and reckless. He comes home with more injuries, and a part of him thinks he deserves it.

Bags begin to form under his eyes as two weeks go by without the haven of your presence. He sees you everywhere now. The girl across the street is dressed in a substyle you like. The model in that magazine has your eyes. The cafe down the block is having a special on your coffee order.

"Nanamin, why're you avoiding [Last] all of a sudden? They do something to you?" Nanami scoffs at the remark but doesn't answer. He turns to leave but stops when Gojo continues. "Y'know, they actually came cryin' to me about it. Said they had no idea why you suddenly started treatin' 'em like they've got the plague." Nanami turns to look at Gojo, who's fiddling with his blindfold. "You should make up with them soon. Can't leave our cute little assistant supervisor feeling so down, you know?"

Nanami hates to admit it, but Gojo might be right.

'What if, in trying to protect your smile, he ends up being the one to take it away?'

Fuck. He can't do anything right.

He really doesn't deserve you, but what can he do? If he leaves, you won't smile anymore, but if he stays, you'll be smiling at a monster.

But what can he do? He'd do anything to protect that smile.

Even if it means hiding his fangs.

Toji Fushiguro

Toji is a man who takes what he wants and doesn't care if he has to get his hands dirty in order to take it.

Naturally, this applies to you as well.

It's strange, he's never wanted someone as badly as he wants you. Not his past flings, not even his late wife.

Toji is no stranger to romance. He was married, after all. He knows love. It's a familiar feeling.

That's why he's inclined to believe that what he feels for you isn't love. No, what he feels for you is far too primal to be love. It's rough and all-consuming. It's nothing like the soothing feeling he had around his wife.

Love wraps around one's heart like a warm blanket. This wraps around his heart like a python.

But if it's not love, what is it?

Actually, scratch that. It doesn't matter.

Whatever it is, it's some form of desire. And if he desires something, then all he has to do is take it.

Yes, it's better to keep these kinds of things simple rather than getting tied up in technicalities.

There is a problem, however. He'd like nothing more than to just lock you up and keep you for himself, but with his somewhat unstable income and his habit of bouncing around from place to place, that isn't exactly feasible.

Ah, what to do...?

He could settle down or stop spending his money as soon as he earns it, but where's the fun in that?

No, rather than try to adapt to your lifestyle, he'd much rather force you to adapt to his. Still, he supposes some sacrifices will be necessary, as his lifestyle is currently only fit for one.

You'll have to quit your job since you'll be moving around from place to place alongside him, but he'll just take on some more jobs to cover the extra cost; it's no big deal.

He proposes the idea to you so matter-of-factly that it's almost as if he believes you to have already agreed to the plan beforehand. In reality, this is your first time hearing of such a thing, and you're so stunned that you momentarily lose your voice.

You've known this man for two, no, maybe three weeks, and yet he's asking you to drop everything and come overseas with him? You're not even friends! He's just a regular at the cafe you're employed with.

It dawns on you that he must be joking, so you chuckle awkwardly and avert your gaze. Perhaps you simply haven't known him long enough to gauge his sense of humour. You feel a little embarrassed for nearly having taken him so seriously.

Then, he shows you the plane tickets.

Bewildered, you end up being more blunt than you perhaps meant to: "I'm not going," you say, pushing his tickets back to him.

"Sweetheart," he says dryly. "I'm not asking." You shoot him a strained, confused smile, which quickly morphs into a more genuine one as the door chimes.

To think you'd ever be happy to serve a customer. It's a foreign sentiment, but if it means an end to this strange interaction, you'd happily serve a hundred---no, maybe even a thousand customers.

You take their order and get to making their drink, shooting quick glances at the man---Toji, you think---from behind the bar.

He hasn't taken his eyes off of you.

It's days like this that you wish the company wasn't so stingy about hiring more than one person for shifts. You're about to clock out, and if that man is going to stay until closing, you'd really like to have a coworker walk you back to your car.

It's twenty minutes until closing when Toji finally leaves. You let out an unconscious sigh of relief, feeling your shoulders relax. That was weird, but you shouldn't have to see him again, right? He's going overseas tomorrow, after all.

Yeah, you won't see him again. Thank goodness.

It's with that thought in mind that you flip the "We're open!" sign to its side and lock the doors. It's only 6 PM, but the fall season means it's already dark. You shiver from a cool breeze as you make your way towards your car at last.

Huh. Flat tire.

Ryomen Sukuna

Those who know of Sukuna will inevitably feel sorry for anyone who happens to catch his gaze. Sorcerer or not, none will ever possess even a fraction of the strength he carries, and for someone like Sukuna, that means you're no better than a bug to be trampled on.

What a poor, pitiful thing you are. You must be treated more like a pet than a person. A plaything for him to toy with, to discard once you've ceased to entertain.

However, this interpretation couldn't be more wrong.

What others fail to realise is that Sukuna would never waste his time on someone he doesn't consider his equal. Weak as you may be, there's something about you that seems different in his eyes.

Like a precious gem left unpolished, there's a certain allure to you that only a trained eye could see, and he'll be damned if he lets anyone else stake a claim on you first.

No, he'll be the one to bring out your true potential.

Sukuna has never met someone worthy of being his companion. This has never bothered him, however. Loneliness was not something he was familiar with. There are those who have tried, of course, to prove their worth, to stand by his side, but none have ever moved him.

None until you, that is.

The funny thing is that you don't even try to win his attention. You never once asked for his gaze to land upon you. And yet, he can't bring himself to look away.

Sukuna doesn't know what to do with you. You make him feel things he's never felt before.

Is this weakness? Is it love?

Is there a difference between the two at all?

Should he kill you? Should he keep you?

What can he do to make these feelings go away? What can he do to ensure they never go away?

In exchange for not pillaging your homeland, the townspeople offer you up as a sacrifice. It was Uraume's idea.

At midnight, you're dragged out of the comfort of your home and tied to a stake, where you stay for hours. By dawn, you've worn yourself out with struggle, dried blood sticking to your hands and the ropes around your wrists, when a white-haired stranger comes to collect you.

The stranger undoes your bindings, but only the ones keeping you bound to the pole. You're dragged along like a dog on a leash for countless hours until you eventually arrive at the largest estate you've ever seen in your life. It's midday when you're untied and allowed to bathe. The warm water releases all the tension from your aching muscles, and as you bathe, the white-haired fellow replaces the garments you arrived in with robes made of fine silk.

The stranger's name is Uraume, they tell you. They'll be taking care of you until their master is ready to meet with you.

"What happens after that?" you ask tentatively.

Uruame flashes you a smile that refuses to answer.

Before you know it, a full week has passed you by. You're still yet to see this so-called master, but Uraume tells you not to worry. After all, the master has already seen you lots of times, they say.

The thought of being watched in secret sends a shiver down your spine.

Though the prison is large, you're confined to only one wing of the estate, and after a week of having nothing to do but wander, you have the entire layout memorized. Bored and unattended, you decide to venture out into the unknown past the garden's gates. There, you come face-to-face with the largest man you've ever laid eyes upon.

A hulking figure with four arms and fiery pink hair turns to you, and in an instant, you fall to the ground, only vaguely aware of the blood pooling around you and the pain across your chest.

In truth, Sukuna had tried to kill you, but his technique missed your vitals. It takes him a moment of watching your blood ooze out of the open wound to realize he did it on purpose. Before he even realizes it, he's picked you up in his lower arms and applied reverse cursed technique to your injury. You've lost consciousness, and your pulse is weak, but you aren't dead. Relief floods through Sukuna's veins as he listens to your soft breathing.

From that day on, you're never to leave his side unless absolutely necessary. From that day on, Sukuna has someone worthy of standing by his side, not as a servant, nor a pet, but as a companion. From that day on, Sukuna has a lover.

Whether you like it or not.

Mahito

As a curse born from the hatred and fear humans feel towards their own kind, Mahito relishes humanity's anguish and despair. He kills without a second thought, not caring who he hurts or who gets swept up into his path of mass destruction.

So why is it that this particular human sways him so? Why is it that he thinks your soul looks pretty, just the way it is? Why does he want to touch you but not to warp you beyond repair?

Why does he want you to look at him? Why does he want to scoop your eyes out of your sockets so that you can never look away?

To be a curse is to always follow your own desires, no matter how contradictory or inconsistent---that's the motto that Mahito lives by.

So, of course, this philosophy applies to you as well.

It doesn't make sense, and he doesn't understand it. But that doesn't matter to him. Why would it? He's a curse, and curses take what they want. What he wants is you, so, of course, he has to take you, too.

Mahito doesn't spend long watching you before he makes his move. First, he has to check if you can even see curses to begin with. If you can, that'll make things easier. But if you can't...well, that'll be fun too.

He bumps into you at the train station around 2 AM. It was a late night at work, and you're now dead on your feet. There's no one around, so it's the perfect time for him to test you. He taps your shoulder with a smile.

If you don't react, he starts feeling you up, talking aloud about how much he wants you as his hands roam your body.

"Mm, you're so weak," he says, palm on your stomach. "Look at you, all unguarded. If I wanted to, I could take your soul and just—" he squeezes the flesh on your abdomen. "—until you go splat! Hmm, but I don't really want to do that. I wonder why?" His hand trails down to your hips, brushing past—but not quite landing on—your private areas.

"It's weird, isn't it? You can't even see me. You don't even know I exist. But I know you exist." He grabs your hand, interlocking your fingers together. "Humans usually wear rings when they're married, right? I wonder why you don't have one? You're such a catch," he giggles. "Ah, well, I guess it's better for me. Less work, y'know?Though, I would have liked to see the look on your face, coming home to dear, sweet hubby, all mangled up in your living room. I wouldn't even bother transfiguring him. No, I'd want you to see his face clearly, all contorted in pain with his guts splayed out all over the floor."

He follows you home. You still can't see him, but you at least seem a little aware of his presence, with the way you keep glancing over your shoulder, randomly picking up the pace and taking more turns than necessary.

How fascinating! You can't see him, and yet you can sense him? He's swooning already.

"Don't worry, [First]," he says, arms around your shoulders as you fumble with your keys. "You'll be able to see me soon. And after that, you're never getting rid of me."

If you do react, however, he holds himself back, opting to strike up a lighthearted conversation with you instead.

"What's a pretty thing like you doing here all alone?" He asks. "Don't you know the subway is dangerous at night?" You visibly bristle, clearly on guard. He grins.

"Do you need something?" You ask, clutching your bag to your chest and stepping back. His grin widens, easily closing the distance you've just created.

"You're lonely, aren't you? All you do is work; you don't even have any friends! It's kind of pathetic, really. That's okay, though, I like you anyway. I might be the only one."

"What do you---"

"I could help you, you know. Ease your loneliness, maybe?" He's touching you now. Nothing outright inappropriate, but you could smell his intentions from a mile away.

"No thanks," you say. The train stops, and you hurry off the platform. Fortunately, the stranger doesn't get off with you. He waves at you as the doors close, and you run all the way home.

Finally feeling safe, you don't bother to do anything more than kick off your shoes before collapsing on your bed. It creaks under your weight, then creaks again. You freeze, your eyes shooting open.

"Heya," the stranger says. "Fancy seeing you again."

Choso Kamo

If you were to describe him in one word, 'inexperienced' may be your best bet.

Though it's true that he has 'lived' for over one hundred and fifty years, he spent most of that time as a cursed womb, unable to truly experience the outside world for himself. Even after being incarnated and absorbing the memories of his host, Choso finds himself unable to relate to any of his body's experiences. He knows what love is and what lovers do, but only from a technical standpoint. To actually experience it is something he's never even dreamed of doing.

So, of course, when he starts feeling these things for you, he's unable to properly put a label on them. At first, he thinks he's sick, which isn't unreasonable, considering his rather long list of symptoms (fever, shakes, sweats, heart palpitations, and clouded mind, he notes dutifully).

However, that idea is quickly shut down. Being a cursed womb death painting, it's highly unlikely that he even can get sick; plus, his symptoms only seem to surface when you're around (or when he's thinking of you, which, admittedly, is often).

Did you curse him? No, you don't have a technique like that.

Then, what...?

It takes him a somewhat embarrassingly long time for him to realise the truth behind his feelings. It isn't until after he catches himself staring at your lips and thinking about how soft they'd feel against his that he concludes he likes you.

So, he's figured it out. Now what...?

Choso searches through his host's memories in an attempt to figure out how to woo you. Unfortunately for him, his host was a frat boy with commitment issues who knew more about one-night stands than how to build the foundations for an actual relationship.

So, Choso consults Yuki Tsukimo, who he, with his very limited circle of friends, considers to be an expert.

As expected, Yuki is ecstatic at the news that Choso has found his type. Immediately, she's giving an impromptu lecture on the ways of the heart.

"First, you have to figure out their type," she says, wagging a finger. "If it's a match, you're all good. If not, you either need to give up or double down."

Through Yuki's mentoring, Choso learned the general rules for signalling romantic interest. Flowers, chocolates, walks in the park, walks on the beach—a lot of walking in general, actually—candlelit dinner, pick-up lines—he's got it all memorized.

The problem is that his throat gets dry, and his knees lock up when he so much as thinks about talking to you.

So he takes to following you with his eyes instead.

"It's just until I gather the courage to talk to them," he tells himself. "I'll stop once I figure out their type."

Right, if he can't ask you about your interests, he'll just have to observe them instead.

So, he watches you. All the time. Eventually, he all but forgets about his previous plan of it being a temporary habit.

It's just so...addicting. Watching you go about your day like normal. Completely unaware of his presence in the shadows.

He learns about your hobbies, your interests, what kind of shows you like, your favourite foods, whether you still keep stuffed animals in your room, and more. He has a mental folder of all your likes and dislikes. And while there are some things he’s not able to learn, some places he’s not able to follow, it’s enough. Just knowing this much is perfect.

He doesn't do anything. He doesn't plan to, either. He’s content with just watching. It's comfortable like this. He doesn't want anything to change. So, he forgets about stopping, and instead sinks even deeper into his newfound obsession.

If he had it his way, things would stay like this forever. Him, never confessing, and you, never knowing. But, unfortunately, fate had other plans in mind.

It was 10:15 AM, and you were at a local coffee shop by yourself when the barista handed you their number with your receipt. You shyly accepted, and just a day later, the two of you had plans for a date the next week.

Unfortunately, your 'date' canceled last minute and blocked you with no explanation.

It's a good thing, then, that your good friend Choso just so happened to bump into you, lending you his shoulder to cry on.

Well, there's no reason to waste a good dinner reservation, right?

You never do go back to that cafe, but if you did, you'd find the barista missing from the register.

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i-cant-sing · 6 months

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Teen! Fushiguro has a big appetite, and suddenly a man from another clan comes and tells her this.

"If you eat that much, no one will want to marry you."

And she bombed, instantly shocked, like I didn't recognize you and you commented on me like that. But she didn't care and continued eating

I'm imagining the reaction of some platonic yandere who would beat that guy's ass.

(reference from mitsuri, demon slayer and sorry if my English is bad)

okay, so obv, all the yanderes would make sure the guy who said that to u has to use a tube to eat for the rest of his life, but like the following yanderes:

Yandere Uncle Naoya would actually pop a vessel as he heard the words slip from that man. Its exactly why he wouldnt bring u to eat junk at 7/11 but your poverty cravings were on the high. Naoya is enraged because how dare this man even think it was okay for him to talk to you, a member of the pure blooded Zenin clan. And whats worse is that u even replied to jerk face there with a nonchalant "yeah, thats the plan". Naoya quite literally drags the man away from u and into the aisles at the back where he begins beating the absolute shit out of him and u dont even try to stop him because even if naoya stopped now, hed still come back for the man later and the punishment would be worse later.

Yandere (self proclaimed) Godfather/Babysitter Nanami gives the guy one warning, only one before pouncing on him. I mean, youre just sitting there, eating your food and minding your own business when some leech says this shit to you and Nanami sees the way your smile falters, the way your eyes dim a bit. When the guy doesnt back off, tries to say something else, Nanami tells you to "finish your food. I'll be back." before grabbing the man by his collar and taking him outside to beat the lights out of him. Then he returns, and orders you another sandwich and tells you to eat more.

Yandere big bro Choso doesnt exactly get what the comment meant at first. It isnt until the guy leaves and he asks what that was about that you explain to him what that insult was. Oh boy, Choso is unnervingly silent all the way home, and only after youre asleep does he go out to hunt that man down and kill him. Maybe he could give him to Mahito to play with a little.

Yandere dads/besties SatuSugu work as a team when they hear this. Suguru is keeping you distracted and feeding you more food while Gojo traps the man in his domain expansion and tortures him there for fun.

#yandere jjk #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere gojo #dark gojo satoru #yandere gojo satoru #yandere naoya #yandere choso #yandere nanami #yandere geto

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hermitw · 3 months

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

Every playlist is best shuffled, unless stated otherwise.

Satoru Gojo's aux (perfect for 2am mental breakdowns when u gotta dance and cry at any moment)

Satosugu's blended playlist gives me chest pain

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

Yuuji Itadori's aux (actually in chronological order)

Megumi Fushiguro's aux (somehow this one intimidates me)

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

Miwa's aux (cried while making this tbh)

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

Kenjaku's aux (maybe the only one that you can't cry to)

(only 10 images fit in a post so I'll reblog w the others ig)

Mai Zenin - the order was perfect but then I added more songs and have overplayed the whole thing too much to see it clearly.

Toji Zenin & Fushiguro's aux (is in chronological order)

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

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

(these feel unfinished but are long enough to be worth mentioning)

Yuuta Okkotsu's - obv he listened to La Dispute

Sukuna's - includes songs that sound like his domain expansion.

The merger - short bc every suggested track fits so well and I'm afraid to mess it up (I always notice Immediately when playlists end bc the suggested tracks are off but not here. It's so good)

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

Junpei Yoshino - sorry but you know his hair is greasy

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churipu · 9 months

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Hey! May I request headcanons with Choso in which his s/o is like him, half human half cursed. Like their dynamic, if he’s protective, etc.

I also saw no req rules so I apologize in advance if this made you uncomfortable in anyway.

Thank you and have a great day/night🫶

CHOSO + HALF CURSED PARTNER

featuring. choso kamo x reader

warnings. choso and yuuji having sibling dynamics

note. hi anon, so sorry for how late i posted this. and don't worry about the request omg i find myself thinking about this a lot <33 bcs yeah, what if choso has a partner who is half cursed like he is? i hope you like this one! <33

CHOSO is delighted to have a half-human, half-cursed partner like him.

i feel like he's going to be extra protective of you, like he is with yuuji (maybe a tad bit more). since he won't be able to sense if you're in danger or if you're near death like how he could sense his brother's, i feel like he's going to give you extra attention.

"cho, what are you doing?" you found yourself asking him in confusion as he was baby-proofing the whole house.

everything sharp: table edges, counter edges, kitchen island edges, you name them all. choso puts a rubber on the corner so you wouldn't get hurt when he's not there to look after you.

"keeping you safe." he mutters out in concentration, earlier in the day he had asked yuuji for help with these baby-proofing materials — and of course, yuuji thought that both you and choso were having a baby.

in reality, you were the baby.

"but i am safe?"

"not when i'm not around."

i feel like you and choso would have the "dumb" x "dumber" dynamic. since you're both half-human and half-curse (heavy on working as a curse because i could see you both working with mahito and so as a result, you both lose experience on living like a normal human being), yuuji has to keep you both up on what to do sometimes.

"what were you both thinking? she could've called the authorities on us!" yuuji yells out, a little breathless as he had dragged both you and choso out of the park.

"she was being mean to you," you shrugged, looking away.

"it was my fault!" yuuji scratches his head exasperatedly, "i bumped into her and spilled her coffee."

"still, she was mean to you, brother." choso mumbles.

"we were protecting you, yuuji."

yuuji called nobara and megumi for help to look after you both after that.

choso gets angry at anything who tries to harm you. by anything, i mean even dead objects. you accidentally cut yourself with a knife? the next day the knife is no longer there. you accidentally bumped into the door? choso would pick a fight with the door. or if you were walking down the streets with him and a speck of dust makes you sneeze? i swear he fights the air when you're not looking.

"cho, look. i pricked myself," you proudly presented your index finger which was messily wrapped with a bright yellow colored bandage with rabbit motives all around it.

choso's eyes widened slightly, "who did it?"

you blinked at him, "nobody. i accidentally pricked myself with a knife earlier."

choso squints his eyes at you, "which knife was it?"

oh god, please — if he starts asking you those kind of question, tell him a lie that you threw the knife away so he won't have to do it. quick tip: don't tell him it's nothing or you're fine, because i swear choso will throw the whole knife set away behind your back just minutes after.

i could see choso being a touchy bf. so he tries to be as close to you as possible and at all times, holding hands, giving you kisses, your pinkies intertwined, anything, just let him touch you.

"are there any reasons to why you're hogging my lap?" you groan out slightly, a little burdened at the fact choso's whole body is draped across your thighs. face planted down, he's just laying there motionless.

"missed you. so much." he mutters out, his voice coming out muffled as he is laying face down, "miss your pretty face, miss your touch, miss you."

you rolled your eyes, "i was gone for fifteen minutes."

"still. i missed you."

i could also see him as an attention hogger. he wants your attention, and if you give something or someone much more attention than he's giving him, he'll do anything to try to earn your attention back. also, pretty happy when he success (which he does most of the time).

"what's wrong with you?" you ask choso, who has been sitting down, knees pulled to his chest and his face solemn.

"y'don't love me anymore?" he asks back, and you furrowed your brows in confusion to why he came up with that conclusion. no wind, thunder, rain, anything — he just asks about it out of the blue.

"why would you say that?"

"y'don't give me attention anymore." choso concludes, eyeing you and then eyeing the TV that has been on for the past two hours, hogging all your attention, "give me attention too."

he always asks you to style his hair. if you style them with cute pom-pom hairpins, he won't take them off until the end of the day (even if yuuji made fun of him for it). or if you styled his hair unevenly, he'd still leave it at that — he just wants you to style his hair. pronto.

"you kept the rabbit hairpins i used?"

choso nodded his head, "you put them on. i don't want to take them off," you can't help but to smile at him.

"did anyone make fun of you?"

"yuuji was laughing, but i assumed he finds me cute for wearing those hairpins." you chuckled a little in awe as his eyes were shining brightly talking about how yuuji finds him cute.

just, don't say anything about how yuuji was probably poking fun at him for wearing those pins.

gets you hand picked flowers. he reads somewhere once that flowers could make a partner happy — and now he brings you hand picked flowers everyday (he visits the park, finds the prettiest flowers for you and then picked a few before going home).

"flowers." he handed them to you before kicking his shoes off into a random direction.

"oh, thank you. why did you get them?" you ask him.

"because they look pretty, 'n i remembered you."

every single day, it's a different kind of flower. and if he can't find them at the park — don't even be surprised if he actually confessed about picking them from a random person's yard because they're pretty (anything for his partner).

choso loves listening to you talk and your voice in general. he'd rather listen to you talk all day than having to go out on missions, just the thought of hearing your voice makes his stomach flips. when he has to leave for a long time (a couple of hours), whether it being with yuuji or other people — he'd force them to call you so he could listen to your voice.

"hi pretty, i missed your voice."

"did you force yuuji to hand you his phone again?" choso hums, but he sounded like he didn't regret it one bit.

"y/n i swear if he doesn't get a phone, i'll buy it for him myself!" you could hear yuuji complain from the background, and then a few shuffles along with a yelp before choso has to say his goodbyes because of "circumstances" (which was just him giving yuuji a piece of his mind).

"'m gonna be back soon, miss you. i love you. bye." choso hung up, not letting you return his words back.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk #jujutsu kaisen x reader #fluff #jjk fluff #choso #choso kamo #choso kamo x reader #choso x reader #jjk choso #kamo choso #jujutsu choso #choso fluff

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animehideout · 10 months

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Jujutsu Kaisen Men And The Songs They Would Play In The Bg While Doing it ♪🔞

Ps: In this case Yuji Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro are over 18.

Gojo Satoru:

Chase Atlantic - SlowDown

♪ Push a little further on the edge Crawl a little further on the bed, babe I'm burning up, yeah, all I see is red She said, "Fuck me like I'm famous", I said, "Okay"♪

Geto Suguru:

Lloyd - All I Need.

♪ As long as you say my name every time I break you off, girl I'll Give you what you want, 'cause your love is all I need I'ma turn you on with all the things I do. Girl you're made for me 'cause your love is all I need And you gon' make that sound from all the things you do♪

Sukuna Ryomen :

Maroon 5 - Animals.

♪ Baby I'm preying on you tonight, haunt you down eat you alive just like animals, animals like animals maybe you think you can hide, i can smell your scent from miles♪

Choso:

The Weeknd - Lost In The Fire.

♪I wanna fuck you slow with the lights on You're the only one I've got my sights on Type of sex you could never put a price on I'll take it off, you're the one I'll roll the dice on And I just want a baby with the right one 'Cause I could never be the one to hide one♪

Toji Fushiguro:

Maejor Ali - Lolly.

♪And don't stop in the lobby I hope I hope you massage me I hope you can take it when I make you call me Papi The club about to close, come up out them clothes I'm about to give you what you asking for♪

Nanami Kento:

Arctic Monkeys - Do I Wanna Know

♪ That the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrow day Crawling back to you Ever thought of calling when you've had a few? 'Cause I always do Maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for somebody new Now I've thought it through Crawling back to you♪

Ino Takuma:

The Weeknd - Often.

♪She asked me if I do this every day, I said, "Often" Asked how many times she rode the wave, not so often Bitches down to do it either way, often Baby, I can make that pussy rain, often Often, often, girl, I do this often Make that pussy poppin', do it how I want it♪

Yuji Itadori :

JustineSkye - Collide.

♪ We can go all the time We can move fast, then rewind When you put your body on mine And collide, collide It could be one of those nights Where we don't turn off the lights Wanna see your body on mine And collide ♪

Megumi Fushiguro:

Chase Atlantic - Swim.

♪ The water's getting colder, let me in your ocean, swim Out in California, I'll be forward stroking, swim So hard to ignore ya, 'specially when I'm smoking, swim World is on my shoulders, keep your body open, swim♪

Mahito:

Aaryan Shah - Renegade.

♪I told you what it is, you chose to stay, oh Baby, you chose the pain 'Cause you don't know me, you just know my name, oh Oh, should've listened to them Oh, don't you know what I am?♪

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xjulixred45x · 9 months

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Choso and Little Sister! Reader

This was the Request of a lovely Anonnymous, i hope You enjoy it sweetie!(sorry if it's a little short!)

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: female

Warnings: MANGA AND ANIME SPOILERS SPOILERS!!!, READ UNDER YOUR OWN RISK!!mentioned death, Kenjaku is a Terrible father, but Choso is a sweetheart. I think nothing more. Fluff.

you were another of Noritoshi Kamo's experiments.

You were the only girl, Noritoshi wanted to see if maybe using a female container would finally create something "interesting" to his liking.

but unfortunately (or fortunately) you did not meet his expectations in the slightest, even if you were more stable and humanoid than most of your brothers.

He wasn't disappointed, but he definitely wasn't surprised.

Choso, Kechizu and Esou tried to encourage you at the time, since they had all received similar treatment to you at the time and they wanted to help you not take it to heart.

Choso especially with his big brother complex had a great pleasure in comforting you, not only because of his burning hatred towards his father, but because in general he found that he liked the feeling of being loved by you.

You loved all your brothers, Kechizu and Esou also protected you a lot from Kamo.

They all had a certain special attachment to you, being the only girl, they felt like they had to protect you, you never felt excluded with them unlike with your father.

but eventually everything went upside down.

and then you were sealed with your brothers, for a long, long time.

but then you woke up.

and your first impulse was to see your brothers.

Fortunately (at the time) Kechizu, Esou and Choso were fine, but everything had changed drastically since the Edo Period. everything was so modern.

and humans were...well, normal. You knew you wouldn't have the chance to have a normal life being what you were. You weren't human or curse completely.

Choso had that same line of thinking, so he allied himself with Geto. I thought that this way they would have a better chance of living. a world for you...

but then Kechizu and Esou died...

and you could feel it very vividly when their lives ended...

and you felt horrible.

Choso did everything he could to comfort you, he would do what he used to do when they were young, end whatever had hurt them.

This Yuji Itadori and Nobara Kusigaki killed their brothers and hurt you, they will not come out alive.

Now it was just you and Choso. so he became considerably more clingy and protective of you.

nothing invasive, he simply did things like always go with you or not leave you alone with Curses that he considered "untrustworthy" like Mahito (rightfully so).

If someone (for example, Jogo) directly seeks a physical fight with you, Choso will practically teleport in front of you to cover you and HE will be the one to threaten him with Violence.

Nobody fucks when it comes to you.

You are someone curious, so you try to learn some things from humans, as part of you wants to be like them. Choso understands this and supports you 100% (although he sees it more as a way to "know how the enemy thinks").

HE IS SO GENTLE WITH YOU, if you insist on wanting to develop a cursed technique, he will teach you his Blood technique, but don't expect him to teach you more of the Theory (of the little he knows about his own technique), Choso will be breaks my heart at the thought of hitting YOU to train🥺

He just doesn't see it necessary at first because "why would you need to fight if I'm always protecting you?" But in an innocent way. He's just a little Paranoid and scare to let you on your own knowing what happen to your brothers.

Also, if he goes somewhere on his own, he brings you things that he considers "cute" or "girlish" (because he is still used to having only one younger sister), such as flowers, accessories, decorations, toys, etc.

Wildly protective, even over small things, you can't blame him after what he went through with his brothers. If you get into a fight with Jogo or Mahito, Choso-nissan is about to have a "talk" with him if you know what I mean.

If you manage to have a cursed technique useful enough to send you into combat, Choso will always be near you, without exception. And always with the same "it is my duty as the older brother to protect you"

Although the more experience you gain and the better you are at fighting, you and Choso develop an almost impenetrable joint fighting style. so he relaxes a little. not much, but a little.

If we go further into the story, you two were separated by the time he went after Itadori, although it wasn't exactly by choice, "Geto" said it was unfair that you both went, which is why you were originally going to take on Kugisaki.

but you got lost.

Now, I can honestly see Choso not letting you participate in the Shibuya massacre mostly out of practicality, so when you saw the amount of deaths they had caused, it really came as a surprise.

but when you felt something strange...

the same feeling as when they killed Kechizu and Esou...but this was not Choso...

You went to look for him, and when he explained the situation, it was a shock to say the least.

actually "Geto" was Noritoshi Kamo...

your father...

and Yuji Itadori was your younger brother....

It was a lot to digest.

but they didn't waste time going to confront him, after all Choso almost killed his/your brother!

(You definitely wanted Yuji to call you "One-chan"/"One-san" even just once, because for once you weren't the youngest sibiling).

(If, similarly to Choso, you are having visions of false memories where everyone is a happy family, this feeds EVEN MORE that need to hear it directly from Yuji. You want your cute little brother back :( )

With the addition of Yuji to the mix, everything becomes more chaotic, but in some ways, happier.

Now you feel like you finally have a responsibility, taking care of Yuji like a good big sister, so you constantly ask Choso for advice on doing so, which makes his heart MELT.

For Yuji it would be quite strange at first, but unlike Choso you don't seem older than him, but eventually he gets used to your presence, and since you didn't try to kill him, he warms up to you much faster.

If Yuji calls you "Onee-san" either to say that you're "something like his Big sister" or by accident, the boy won't let go of your hug (and additionally Choso, because he LOVES your hugs) for at least an hour. .

Choso continues to watch you like a Falcon. Even if you have Yuji now, he doesn't neglect you in the least. He tries to be aware of your emotions, especially with the losses that occur at that point in the story.

As I said above, one way in which you and Choso express affection for each other is through hugs, he is tall, so he gives the BEST BEAR HUGS IN THE WORLD and even though you are smaller than him, you give strong hugs, for so they use this as a great source of comfort.

It is a habit that you have had since you were "born" after all.

Yuji tries to teach you and Choso basic normal human things, which is pretty fun because it's like teaching an adult baby how to walk again🤣😅

(If you see The Human Worm you will definitely end up crying, you can't help it, you identify a lot with the main character)

Now that you have the chance, Choso is fine with you experiencing as many "normal" things as you want! whether interacting with other humans, having friends, having hobbies, etc.

He is happy to see you every day being happier yourself :,)

definitely big on preventing Kenjaku's comments from sticking in your head, he assures you that you are interesting and unique in your own way (and that Kenjaku is shit, so his opinion doesn't count).

I also think that at this point Choso would be more open with you with his insecurities, even if he wants to maintain the big brother image, he knows that you have the right to think for yourself and have your own point of view, and it feels WRONG to hide things from you.

He already feels bad enough for having taken the "easy way" due to the fact that humans wouldn't accept them, and that's why he left Yuji alone, and dragged you with him... dragged you to a life where you killed people, REAL humans...

but fortunately you were able to see things in a similar way to Yuki, yes, you are not human as such, but you two feel, you can suffer, you can be happy, you can empathize, isn't that enough to be human?

A part of you didn't understand. But you were there for you brother.

In general, Choso is a very loving older brother, who loves you with everything he is, he will do ANYTHING to protect you from everyone, Sukuna, Kenjaku, it doesn't matter, there will be no one to harm you, not with your older brother with you.

He loves you very much.

Shares, reblogs and comments are very welcome!

Thank You for the Request ❤️

#headcanons #fem reader #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jujutsu kaisen #jujustu kaisen #jujutsu no kaisen #platonic choso #choso kamo #choso x reader #jjk choso #choso

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moonjellyfishshark · 3 months

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Hi! I need your thoughts. JJK character × Sanrio. Who would they be in this universe???

If ur asking what I think what jjk characters sanrio character would they be then this is what I think (I'm not sure if this is ur question sorry if I misunderstood and correct me if Im wrong 😭)

Well since they already had a collaboration I'll just say what I think their character would be good with

1. Yuji - hello kitty

• Not sure why I think this but it just makes sense to me for some reason

2. Megumi - Badtz-Maru

• I personally agree with the collab on this one since they both have like kinda spikey hair (or whatever is on badtz-Maru's head idk?)

3. nobara - my melody

• I also agree with the colab bc they look cute (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

4. Satoru - cinnamoroll

• I LOVE THIS ONE SM THEY MATCH SO WELL 💗

5. Maki - keroppi

• I like this one bc they match color (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

6. Toge - kirimichan

• I kinda understand why they gave him kirimichan bc it's literally a piece of salmon and that's one of inumaki's words for communication

7. Panda - pandapple

• I get the black and white for kuromi but I mean pandapple just makes sense to me

8. Nanami - pompompurin

• I LOVE THIS ONE TO BC LOOK

9. Geto - chococat

• I'm not sure why I think they fit but it looks cute to me

10. Mahito - Hangyodon

• Idk why not

11. Sukuna - aggretsuko

• You cannot tell me they don't match.....LOOK.

Bonus

12. Choso - kuromi

• JUST LOOK (sometimes kuromi is wearing purple so that fits a lot to with choso AND PLUS THE HAIRSTYLE AND HER HAT KINDA MATCH) maybe I'm overreacting on this one but here ya go (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

13. Shoko - landry

They match fr

14. Yuta - hana-maru

Not sure why I think this but tell me if you see anything (I'm starting to think it's just me now....)

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runabout-river · 7 months

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Thoughts on JJK chapter 251 (spoilers)

As I thought, Yuta's slash didn't do that much damage but it's still enough that Sukuna has to actively heal himself and we also find out that Sukuna's assumption from before the time skip was true: the good guys do have the last finger and that's most likely because of Gojo.

I wonder how Yuta managed to copy his CT though because he needs to ingest part of the person and it doesn't look like he was the one ingesting Sukuna's last finger. Maybe Yuji did and Yuta ate part of him? Maybe Sukuna is also wrong and the last finger was never eaten at all.

Yuji and Sukuna have an awesome brawl right in front of us and I'm living for it especially with how menacing Sukuna looks here and how Yuji spat in his face.

Yuji pumps himself up by thinking about his last chance to save Megumi while Sukuna thinks about how his control of his body is slipping and how his CE output is weakening. It looks good for Yuji's team because Sukuna is taking a beating instead of turning the tables on them.

Sukuna decides on tanking the Jacob's Ladder and cutting his three opponents up but they had already planned for that so:

Yuta rips Bellymouth's tongue out, Rika is holding two of Sukuna's arms, Yuji is holding one arm, Sukuna attacks Yuta but his slashes are too weak to stop him so Sukuna's mouth gets slashed, his face explodes because Yuji's blood and one arm gets cut off.

They really trained for this event with all their might.

We go into a flashback about Yuki's notes and how souls work. Basically, they'll never become one even if they can get mixed up a little. Choso says sth interesting here: the soul of the person he inhabits is completely gone, Yuki's notes say that that soul has sunken into extreme depths

This means that the soul was either ejected from the body by the cursed object, or its sunken so deep that it can't be pulled out again because otherwise Yuki would've talked about the moral dilemma that every incarnated sorcerer + plus Choso would face about giving back their stolen bodies

If I remember correctly, Mahito wasn't able to combine two souls either because they rejected each other. In Megumi's case however we know that Sukuna and Megumi's souls are separate so their plan should work...

😢

Sukuna's plan to completely subjugate Megumi was stronger than this part of Yuji's plan to simply shake him awake. But I'm sure that they also planned for this outcome because:

Yuji knows the feeling of despair that Sukuna will put you under. He and Gojo also knew what Tsumiki meant to Megumi and they definitely found out that she was killed by Sukuna. Yuji would've feared this outcome and prepared himself accordingly. Now he has to be the one to save not only Megumi's body but also his soul.

To get to this level of despair, Megumi went through:

Shock of Tsumiki's possession

The Bath in cursed energy

The killing of Tsumiki

Sukuna eating 4 additional fingers + his old head

Megumi suffering through 1700 years of information through UV inflicted on him by his teacher (I counted)

Killing Gojo

This boy really had enough but Yuji once stood in the exact same place. He got up again and so will Megumi.

However weak, Sukuna uses his World Ending Slash on Yuji, Yuta and Rika. Megumi might or might not have managed to take his body back at this point if he had had the will to do it.

Yuta's arm is definitely cut but his torso looks a bit better. At least it's still drawn in one line. Yuji looks better off overall but unlike Yuta he actually has a bit of an immunity to Sukuna's CE.

Yuta's DE breaks and this might be the point for him where he taps out but no fear, Maki is here

Sukuna smiles at her because he most likely wanted to fight her properly and we have a break next week

What now, some more thoughts:

Like I said, the fight for Megumi goes on if he wants to or not, Yuji is here to save him

We now have a concrete point on where his story went down to: it's not the crazy or evil path but the crushed path

The other paths might still come though

As I've pointed out a hundred times, Tsumiki's soul is here! She already made contact with Megumi before the Yorozu reveal! She only has to find a way to communicate with her brother

Mai's soul too could come to help him. Her soul is in Maki's Split Soul Katana. Every time she cuts Sukuna with it, Mai could try to talk with Megumi just like Yuji does with his fists.

When Sukuna's CE is finally on normal sorcerer levels, Nobara might make her grand return with Resonance and show Megumi that at least one dead friend came back to him

Phew, this was an emotional chapter.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #fushiguro megumi #sukuna #yuji itadori #itadori yuuji #yuta okkotsu #maki zenin

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epickiya722 · 2 months

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You know what I find interesting about Yuji's Domain? Looking at it, it reminds me of Dagon's.

I know, that's weird.

Dagon's is a beach and Yuji's a train station.

It's just... both don't appear like your typical Domain, like actual battlefields.

Even in Dagon's the Disaster Curses and Kenjaku were chilling there... like it's an actual beach.

From the look of Yuji's, it may operate like an actual train station. If a train pull up, I'm not going to be surprised. (Hyped though, I'll be hype!)

In another post of mine, I said Yuji's Domain reminds me of Chihiro's train scene in Spirited Away. She (Chihiro) went through a change during that scene, a growth. I feel this may be the case with Yuji. He's reach his peak, but now he'll have to go through another change and maybe break out of that "cog mentality".

Back to Dagon's beach! While a beach can symbolize many things, both negative and positive connotations, one I want to focus on is that a beach can mean is "change".

In media, characters being at a beach is them relaxing. (As the characters have done.) Taking a break from their normal routine. A change in routine, if you will.

In Dagon's case and similarly to Yuji, Dagon does have a change. He goes from a Cursed Womb to a Cursed Spirit. Note how this change happened.

His anger and sadness caused it. Thinking about the death of Hanami caused Dagon to finally evolve, to change.

The Shibuya Incident became that turning point for Yuji's character. He picked up that "cog mentality" after he suffered through the arc.

His teacher gets sealed, he takes a loss against Choso, his body is used to cause destruction and death in Shibuya, Mahito kills Nanami and possibly Nobara, and Kenjaku gets away with sealed Gojo. Throughout all of this, Yuji feels that anger and that sadness.

I also thought about how both Yuji and Dagon are red colored characters, wear hoodies and are the "babies" of the bunch (excluding Ui Ui, Yuji is the youngest, he would have just turned 15 at the start of the story three months prior and Dagon was a Cursed Womb).

There's also water and fishes with these two.

Dagon, it's obvious. He's the embodiment of fear of water/water related natural disasters. Fishes, he can summon those and did so in his Domain.

With Yuji, he has that train scene in the first opening. It's flooded with water and there's an angelfish there. (I talk more about that here.) His big fight with Mahito in Shibuya? He finally defeats him in water. In chapter 257, Yuji's fight against Sukuna takes place in water briefly. Yuji is also a water sign and guess what? He's a Pisces and the symbol of it is two fishes.

#i went on a ramble here #out of all the characters that i could see a connection with yuji i never would have imagined it would be dagon #just kiya's thoughts #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk manga spoilers #jjk spoilers #jjk 264 #itadori yuji #yuji itadori #yuuji itadori #itadori yuuji #dagon #dagon jjk

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pancake-breakfast · 2 months

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The last page of this chapter's got me mulling again over a theory I've had since I first went through the Shibuya arc regarding Yuuji's domain expansion....

Warning: Major manga spoilers ahead through chapter 264

With the end of this chapter, we finally get to see something I'm sure many people have anticipated: Yuuji's domain. When Sukuna gets swooped up in it, there's a bit of an expectation that Yuuji will immediately start using its automatic hit function to beat the everloving crap out of him. But instead, we get this.

That's right. No taking advantage of the situation to launch a first attack. Just Yuuji smiling and extending a friendly fist to Sukuna as if they weren't in a life-or-death battle five seconds earlier.

We've had a few instances where people have been seemingly transported to different locations. It's pretty common with domain expansions, though it's worth noting that even most of the human-cast domains (as opposed to the curse-cast ones) have a distinctly otherworldly appearance.

In contrast, Yuuji's is amazingly mundane. It's just a train station. It doesn't appear to go on forever. Nothing is changing or fluctuating oddly in it. We're not even given its name. It's just... here.

Perhaps in the next chapter or two we'll find that the train station itself is an integral part of Yuuji's domain, but right now, I think it's significance is more in that it's a place of transition. I'll get to that in a bit. First, I want to mention a few other times we've seen people seemingly transported elsewhere, specifically with or around Yuuji.

I'm sure we all remember the first.

Dear delusional Todoh.... Suddenly, he has memories of something that never happened, and because it's Todoh, it's easy to write this off as his own delusion. He already has a very active imagination when it comes to his idol encouraging him as he fights.

But then it happens again to someone else.

Gotta love how Todoh's fake memories are in anamorphic widescreen while Choso's are in 4:3 like he's watching something on broadcast television in the 90's.

Anyway.

While Choso's behavior in the fight against Kenjaku near the end of the Shibuya arc seems very similar to Todoh's, with them both insisting they're Yuuji's brother despite Yuuji's protests and becoming incredibly dedicated to looking after Yuuji because of it, the thing is, Choso lacks Todoh's tendency toward overactive imagination. In fact, while the exact scene that plays out in Choso's fake memory of course never happened (and Choso is well aware of that fact afterward), it turns out they indeed share a parent.

There's one more scene of this sort that I want to highlight, and that's this one.

This final conversation always struck me as a bit odd, and the further I get into JJK, the more odd it seems. We have a bit of a precedent for characters having strange visions right before they die, first with Nanami, then this scene, and then of course the Airport Scene that comes much later... but two things really stand out to me with this one. First, it's the only instance of a curse having a reflective, out-of-location moment like this just before their death. (Mahito's moment is very clearly imagined, and he doesn't even die from it since it's Kenny who finally does him in.) Second, Sukuna is there.

In the Airport Scene, the only people who join Gojo are those who are already dead, and Jojo's scene starts out that way. Both Hanami and our little squid friend were killed earlier in Shibuya. Jogo is the only one left. And then Sukuna shows up to... give him a pep talk and congratulate him on a job well done? To give him so much comfort right before his demise that this cursed spirit of fire and volcanoes finds himself crying?

That doesn't sound very Sukuna-like.

I dunno, maybe it is. He did congratulate Gojo's corpse after their fight, and at the point of Jojo's death, the volcano curse is the first one to aside from Gojo to pose anything resembling a challenge to Sukuna.

Or maybe Yuuji, who took to heart his grandfather's dying wish, is rubbing off on Sukuna a bit.

We tend to forget that this clause about being surrounded by people who care about him is just as much a part of Yuuji's grandfather's dying wish as the part about protecting others. (I think Yuuji himself mentions it again somewhere else, but for the life of me I can't remember where.) Yuuji enters Jujutsu Society with a death sentence on his head. And while he doesn't understand that sentence at the time, he tells Gojo he's already decided how he's going to die.

Point being, dying surrounded by those he cares about is immensely important to Yuuji.

Now's a good time to point out that both Todoh and Choso nearly killed Yuuji right before they each had their vision. A vision of friendship and camaraderie, where no one was dying or alone, but instead both Todoh and Choso found themselves surrounded by people they cared about... and Yuuji, who cared about them each in the way that most mattered to their souls.

So then we see a similar thing with Jogo. Just before his death, Sukuna standing before him, he sees himself standing with those he lost but considers as friends. And he sees Sukuna, someone he holds in utmost respect, who manages to both point out his flaws and laud his work in a way I suspect even Jogo didn't know he wanted to hear.

Given all that, and given that a person's domain expansion isn't simply a manifestation of a person's technique, but also of their soul, I've long suspected these visions that others have had around Yuuji when death is near have been a reflexive use of his own technique. And because it's Yuuji's technique and Yuuji wants so much to die surrounded by friends, this technique doesn't simply project a nice scene for people, but also creates an air of friendliness and acceptance between Yuuji and the person who is either killing him or dying. (I'll note again that Yuuji only softened Mahito up, but did not quite bring him to the brink of death.)

The one seeming outlier to this that I can think of is the Airport scene. To the best of our knowledge, Yuuji was nowhere near Gojo at the time of Gojo's death.

But Sukuna was.

Perhaps that same resonance between him and Sukuna that allows Yuuji to make use of Sukuna's techniques has extended such that Sukuna is unconsciously using Yuuji's technique at the moment of Gojo's death.

Which is something I literally just put together now, so hang on a second. I need to process for a bit.

Ok, I'm back.

If this theory's true, then what could possibly be of comfort to the King of Curses himself? He claims his only passion now is chasing his own hedonism. But we really don't know very much about him. He seeks pleasure in food, fighting, and sex, but what made him decide that was the path to go down? Was he always like this, or did something happen to make him let go of any ideals or strong connections he might have had?

Which brings me back to my previous post where I discuss the theory that Yuuji and Sukuna are more similar in personality than one might immediately guess.

I'm not exactly sure how that will manifest. One would think Ura-ume at least is close enough to Sukuna that they'd show up at the train station at some point. But the relationship between Sukuna and Yuuji has always been strained. It seems unlikely that they'll suddenly be uncle and nephew suddenly going on an amicable adventure together.

Then again, Yuuji is standing here now in front of Sukuna, fist held out in a friendly gesture rather than in an aggressive one, smiling as if he's asking any of his classmates if they want to go out for ramen real quick.

So I suppose we'll see.

#yuuji itadori #itadori yuuji #yuuji jjk #sukuna ryomen #ryoumen sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk manga #jjk spoilers #spoilers #manga spoilers #pancake thoughts

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maybe this is just my very hot take but I think people who want gojo to be relevant in jjk beyond what he has already done so far don't get the story. anyone who criticises yuuji as the mc doesn't understand jjk. it's confusing to me how gojo's entire goal is to prepare a new generation of sorcerers to be able to overthrow the system, seeing the young generation consolidate after his death even in such a disastrous situation and having such a big focus on the difference between gojo's generation and the kids and then having readers say stuff like "I want gojo to come back to defeat kenjaku". I swear it doesn't make sense to me how you read a story for over 200 chapters and still miss the point. yeah it's understandable to not get all the references or symbolism but the core of the story, really? the main message? I agree that there's criticism to be made about jjk and I'm one of the first to jump on the wagon when it comes to certain things but I really think gege receives an undeserved ammount of negative criticism for jjk. I also think gojo's death was obvious for a very long time but anyways. hope you have a good day, nico :)

Piping hot take, scalding even, but also one that I completely agree with.

I'd also like to point out that despite Gojo's position as the strongest of the modern era, and therefore someone that you would expect to have a large impact on the story by winning the fights that he's in, has never actually won a significant fight in the antagonists' favor.

The Jogo fight? Jogo and Hanami get away. The Goodwill Event? Hanami gets away and Mahito steals 3 death paintings + the school's supply of fingers. The first Toji fight? He loses and Riko dies. The second Toji fight? He wins, but it doesn't matter because killing Toji at this point wasn't necessary. The Shibuya fight? He gets sealed with the only major loss for the antagonists being Hanami and the transfigured humans in b5f. The Sukuna fight? He dies without dealing any lasting damage to Sukuna.

But it isn't just Gojo that isn't getting anything done for the older generation. Nanami dies to Mahito without killing a single antagonist in Shibuya. Mei Mei flees after almost dying to Kenjaku. Naobito flat out dies to Jogo after the Dagon fight.

As a matter of fact, the antagonists dealt more damage to themselves in Shibuya that anyone from the older generation of Sorcerers did. Choso quite literally takes himself out. Toji kills Dagon after Megumi makes it possible for him to get to him before taking himself out. Sukuna kills Jogo. Kenjaku exorcizes Mahito after Yuuji and Todo + Nobara nearly kill him.

Even more recently, you have Yuki dying to Kenjaku and Kashimo also dying to Sukuna.

All of this only reinforces the point that the story isn't about Gojo or any previous generation accomplishing anything. They're there to be an example; to show us, the audience, how jujutsu society operates and fails it's sorcerers, and to reinforce the themes of the story, but more importantly, to be an example for the students of what they need to surpass in order to achieve what no other generation could.

There are things that I absolutely will ctiticize Gege over - namely, his extremely limited use of his female characters that aren't Maki - but I agree that there's a lot of stuff that the fandom gives Gege shit over that they wouldn't if they understood/cared about the story more. Gege isn't a bad writer and JJK hasn't gone downhill as much as people like to say it has. Likewise, he isn't a bad writer for killing Gojo when everything in the story leading up to that point told us that Gojo would not and could not win that fight. And he won't be a bad writer if he never brings Gojo back when there isn't a single good reason for him to do so.

Which leads us inevitably back to the same question that I asked a while ago: For the people that fully believe that Gojo is going to come back; Why do you want that to happen and how would it benefit the story?

#i hope you have a good day as well anon 💙#jujutsu kaisen #jjk spoilers #answers #anon #meta answers #nicos meta

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dyakojaythedevil · 9 months

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UNSCHEDULED obsession | Part 2

Pairing Fem!Reader x Choso | Geto | Mahito

Warning Reader is half curse and 120 yo | Slightly Smut (It's basically just Mahito feeling you up..)

Check Part 1 here...

Enjoy the dirty time ;)

"Ugh..." your voice broke in the middle of your hurt whimper. You opened your eyes, pupils wandering around in darkness as memories hit you. "That son of a.."

You stepped out of the bed and towards the door, which to your surprise, wasn't locked. Oh, wait a minute. Why should he bother to lock you in when we had such control over you? He could just kill you with thinking about it. Each of them could.

With an annoyed sigh, you left the room. Lights were off and the scene out of the windows announced that it was night, pretty late in night as it seemed. The whole house was drowned in silence, and you didn't break it

.With slow and soundless steps, you passed the other two bedrooms and headed to the living room. You stood there for a minute, staring deep into air as your thoughts started to sound louder than you liked

.You couldn't just give into their -Geto's- wish. Well, not even a wish, it was more of a demand. As one of the strongest curses of all, you couldn't tolerate to be these weirdos' puppet. You were always in charge of Jujutsu sorcerers, playing with their mind and heart, and deciding wether they should keep their strength or nah.

Well, all of that was possible with your heart. A huge part of your cursed energy and technique was sealed away with it. With your heart beating in your chest just like it should've, you could do as much as stealing someone's cursed technique all to yourself, turning them into a normal human with no Jujutsu abilities. But now...

"Fuck those Zenins!" You growled under your breath, fists tightening at sides of your body. You had to find it. You had to find your heart and get back to the powerful state you deserved. With all the cursed techniques of unfortunate sorcerers you've cursed before inside your heart, there was no way Geto and his mates could stand their ground against you.

"That's the face of fury I like to see on people!" The unfamiliar voice made you jump in place. You guarded up, your eyes searching around in the dark for the source of that voice. A laugh echoed and you heard foot steps. A shadow came closer until you could see different eye colours, with stitches designing his face.

"You weren't running away, now were you?" Mahito chuckled as he stopped right infront of you. You let out a sigh and let your guard fall as you knew there was no use of it against that man. The curse reached a hand, starting to play with the end of your hair, wrapping it around his finger. "Why are you up now? It's 5 a.m. You should sleep more to gain strength."

"Don't worry. Being knocked out by Geto gave me enough strength." you snapped in a whisper, and snapped his hand away. Mahito raised an eyebrow in slight annoyance by your reaction. And you immediately felt something tighten in your chest.

"What was that now, human?" mahito whispered, a pleased smile on his face. You shot a couple of curse words to him internally but didn't say a word. His both hands reached again, this time sitting on your shoulders, squeezing slightly.

"I'm a curse-"

"Not fully." Mahito cut you off. His hand started to wander on your skin, one moving down to your arm and wrist as the other one found its way towards your neck and through your hair. "You're just half curse. The other half is human, am I right?"

You didn't answer him, just standing in annoyance with a deep frown on your face due to his touch, which made you feel getting far and futher from safety by every passing second. His touch was rather soft, almost like a caring love partner adoring your form. Fingertips moved on your skin smoothly, leaving goosebumps behind.

"Don't wanna know about my cursed technique? Maybe then you can give me that terrified face I'm anticipating to see so much." Mahito said. His lidded eyes glimsed once again, as if he was feeling a source of pleasure in that very moment.

As you stayed silent, the young curse licked his lips and decided to answer without you asking, "I touch the soul and reshape it." Just as he was finished, you felt something, something from inside you. you froze in place, losing ability to move in the slightest. He should've done something to you, that was for sure, just like Geto. You hated these jerks.

"I really wanna see you change.. but I'm afraid your cute little human form can't tolerate it." The young man whispered with a chuckle. When he stepped back, you took a deep breath. You didn't even realize when you stopped breathing.

"By the way, I heard you talking about Zenins. What are you planning to do to them?" Mahito asked as he bounced on a couch, making himself comfortable. You decided to stay where you were and crossed your arms infront of your heaving chest. "Is it any of your business?"

"Of course, we're teammates, remember?" You truely wanted to make that psychotic smile disappear from his face. You couldn't though.. not just yet. As he spoke once again, his words caught your attention, "And I also had a suggestion for you, since there's no way for you to be the strongest curse again unless you get rid of some kids."

You cocked an eyebrow, lowering your arms as your stepped closer. "What you mean by that?" You saw him smirking as you asked.

Mahito patted the empty space beside him. You rolled your eyes but you obeyed his unmouthed request anyway. As you sat down beside him, Mahito turned to face you, and his hands reached for you again. This time, you grabbed his wrists though, stopping him before he could touch you.

"Would you stop touching me up like a rapist? I haven't accepted your conditions yet." Your tone was stren but it didn't stop him from freeing his hands and plaing one on your clothed thigh.

"What other choice do you have? It's work with us or die, and you don't sound like someone who's planning a suicide." Mahito let out a psychotic but quiet laugh. His hands started to squeeze a bit harder, not in a painful way, but just in a way that you could feel every brush of his fingertips better. "And I'm just fascinated by the shape of your soul. It's different. Rather... curious."

You decided to show no reaction to his perverted reflect on your shape. You didn't bother to snap his hands away as well. If you felt like his touches were getting to really personal places, you could do something about it then, or at least, you wish you could.

"What was that you were talking about earlier?" you asked curiously. Mahito kept his eyes on your form as he answered, "Sukuna is back, you see. There's this kid in the Jujutsu High, Itadori Yuuji, whose body seems to be able to tolerate Sukuna Ryomen's cursed energy and host him."

Each word added to the tightness in your stomach as well as the depth of your frown. Mahito's hands were now sneaking under the loose sleeves of your kimono, craving to touch your skin instead of that cloth. "With him being around, no one would regard you as the strongest anymore."

"God damn it. How could that mother fucking Geto not mention that we're fighting against The King of Curses when he was telling me about his plans?" You could kill that man, really! Mahito was too engaged in feeling you up to answer right after. It took him a couple of minutes to find the words to express, "Because that's not a part of the plan."

"Hey! I think that's enough." You said in an annoyed tone as he attempted to slid the collar of your kimono aside to slid his hand under it. "Why? I can feel how your body's reacting to it. Doesn't that feel good?" His last words were suggestive, his grin deepening as his fingers brushed sweetly against your neck and collarbones despite your earlier disapproval.

You didn't say anything, cause you couldn't disagree. It did feel good to be touched like a loved one again, to be adored. And unlike Geto, Mahito's touch was sweet, caring, even though you knew it was not in reality. Mahito took that silence as a sign to keep going. He unwrapped the kimono, just a bit, to have more space. One hand moved down your body in a slow pace that gave you a pleasing shiver.

"As I said before, I can see and feel the shape of your soul and body. So I know there's something going on inside you, down your stomach." His words held a shameless tone in them, still making the coil in your stomach tighten further. You bit on your bottom lip as a finger brushed against your perked nipple. "And if I didn't have that technique, I could still take a guess by the way you've been rubbing your thighs together."

Your muscles clenched and you let a shaky pant leave your parted lips as he pinched your nipple slightly hard. The sky was starting to get lighter in colour, announcing that the sun is soon to show up. And you were starting to feel more than just goosebumps in react to Mahito's touch.

You leaned towards him slightly, which made the curse chuckle to himself, sliding his other hand between your squeezing thighs. You gripped at his wrist, but not to rip it off you, just to have something to dig your nails into as pleasure started to get more into your brain.

A part of your brain, though, was still focused on your conversation and the suggestion he was talking about earlier. So in the middle of enjoying his fingers playing with your nipples, you managed to moan out in curiousity, "And what does that have to do with my revenge from the Zenin?"

"What are you doing?" The sleepy voice ripped the pleasuring scene apart as you jumped in place. As you turned your gaze, you saw Choso standing in the entering of the kitchen. A confused frown was designing his face, and his long black hair was down to his shoulders. His eyes wandered between you and Mahito, whose hands were still under your kimono. "Why are you touching her like that...?"

Mahito let out a loud laugh and stood to his feet, the warmth of his hands staying on your skin for a couple of more minutes as he walked to his mate. "I'm the one who was born a month ago, but you definately have more things to learn, innocent Choso~"

Choso was looking rather confused, as if waiting for more explanation, which he didn't get. Instead, the whole topic was thrown into forgetfulness as footsteps could be heard from the bedrooms.

"Mahito, you're too loud for fuck's sake!" Geto nagged, words coming out from between his greeted teeth as he passed the other two to get to the kitchen. You readjusted your kimono before joining them. Mahito was just sitting behind the desk while Choso seemed to be trying to cook something for breakfast. Geto just turned the electronic kettle on before walking back to his bedroom. You followed him in silence, standing in the doorway as the man opened his closet to choose clothes.

"Going somewhere?" You asked with a low tone. He didn't bother to even look at you, just choosing a black set of suit and button-up shirt. "I have to work, since we have to at least look like a normal family or whatever." He explained simply as he started to change.

When he took off his T-shirt, which he put on for sleep, you turned your gaze away. "We need to talk more about the plans. I still don't know anything about your real intentions and details on what you guys want to do in Jujutsu High."

Geto cocked an eyebrow at you, the corner of his lips sliding up slightly in a smirk. "I'll take that as 'Idon't wanna die, so I'll obey you'. And we will talk after I came back from work."

He adjusted his clothes on his body and did his hair in a neat and tight manbun behind his head, which made him look more like a gentleman than the jerk you knew he was. Geto walked to the kitchen once again, you following him around like a lost child. As the man made himself a cup of coffee, you added, "I wanna know everything, Geto. It's the only way I agree to double your techniques."

"As a reminder, you didn't really have a say in that anyway." The man said with a sadistic chuckle as he walked to the main door. "But we will still be mates, nonetheless, so I will tell you the plan. Don't worry about it." By the end of his sentence, he handed you his cup to put on his shoes.

"Oh~ and by the way, be ready for when I'm coming back home, pretty thing," Geto started, his smirk widening as he took his coffee back. He slid to fingers under your chin to make you look at his lidded eyes as he leaned a little towards you to whisper, "I'm looking forward to try your doubling technique tonight!"

Author's Note Here's part two bc I wanna get to the exciting part more quickly ;) And thank you all so much for your likes on Part 1, that was heartwarming ^^♡

And just as a reminder, I'm not native, so please tell me if you found any grammar mistakes, typos, etc. so I can correct them :)

I'll try my best to upload Part 3 as soon as possible. Leave a comment if you wanna be mentioned on the next part @_@

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dainslavenderhaze · 3 months

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I thought ch 262 would answer my questions (and it did to some extent) but that and the Volume 27 cover just gave me more food for thought 🤡

JJK MANGA SPOILERS

Hoping Gege gets well soon so he can traumatize us more 🥰

Okay, now moving on.

□ Kenjaku □

Starting with the volume 27 cover. Like I said in the previous post, I don't think it's really the end of Kenjaku. Atleast not so easily. For a mastermind who had planned everything since God knows what era, his death was really...underwhelming. Or maybe it's just me and my lore enthusiasm trying to dig deep. But the question is - Will Kenjaku really die before even witnessing the great merger? Something he has been plotting since a long time?

In the volume 27 the smiley face on Takaba's belt is similar to the ones in the background. Except, the faces in the background have stitches running across their forehead. Now, I know this volume contains the entire Takaba vs Kenjaku fight and that could be one of the reasons why the background looks the way it does.

But it could also mean Kenjaku might take over Takaba next. Remember volume 23 cover? Yuki was on it with no signs of Tengen or Choso or Kenjaku. And if the theory about the brain not really being Kenjaku is correct, then it makes sense he could take over someone else even now. Though the only issue here is we don't know whether Takaba was really dead in that chapter or what. (Bro looked like he was napping 😭)

Considering how Kenjaku's imagination runs, I personally think he could make great use of such CT. As Kenjaku himself once said while thinking of the merger - "I feel like a toddler holding a crayon with a blank sheet of paper." And it was mentioned I think? That Takaba's CT can oppose Gojo's.

Also, we haven't seen Kenjaku's original form yet. Or what happened to his body? Is it destroyed? Or it's kept somewhere like Sukuna's? I mean, Gege might draw his original form in this volume since it's apparently Kenjaku's last fight. But who knows? Only time will tell when the volume releases.

I was thinking of the theory about Sukuna. That defeating his reincarnated form wouldn't be enough to kill him. But he needs to be defeated in his innate domain too. [Innate Domain - the place where Sukuna made a binding vow with Yuji and revived him back in S1E6]

Kenjaku is sort of a formless entity. And with the whole body and soul thing, how is he maintaining his CT after all these years if his body has been disposed off? Even Sukuna's body was mummified (by Tengen or Kenjaku? We don't know) even though he split his soul into 20 parts. And lastly, Sukuna even consumed the mummified head to make up for the last finger.

What if the condition to kill Kenjaku is different? And simply killing his 'brain' or 'CT' isn't enough. Killing his original body along with whatever he's body hopping with is the way. And I'm saying it only because I was rewatching the Yuji and Nobara vs Mahito fight. Where Nobara used resonance on Mahito's clone and the damage was taken by Mahito's original self first and then the damage (sort of reflected back? For the lack of better term) was taken by the clone. I mean if something like this happened, it will set up Nobara's return. Considering that Mahito fight was her last. [Call it copium 💀 but many believed Todo would lose his CT after what happened in Shibuya but look at him now]

It sounds plausible but still idk. We don't know shit about Kenjaku's CT. Gege could literally make anything out of him if he wants or just let him stay dead without even witnessing the merger.

☆ Yuta ☆

262 was a short chapter and we already know what happened. Yuta has chances of living beyond those 5 minutes. And like I said in the previous post, the stitches across his forehead seem to be a part of binding vow that comes with Kenjaku's CT. When Gojo died, his left hand was cut off. But in this chapter, after Yuta took over, the left hand has no marks or signs of stitches. The only place they are? On the forehead. Since the stitches or marks are part of a binding vow that comes with Kenjaku's CT. Just look at his arms below 👇🏻

There's also the thing with Yuta not knowing Sukuna could activate Domain Amplification while using Domain Expansion considering he's in Gojo's body and he should've gotten Gojo's memories about it since Sukuna used it while fighting Gojo too. But I won't go into it. I guess I just saw too many interpretations of this scene that now I feel lazy to even give my input lol.

The final panel of the chapter was Rika holding Yuta's body and crying. And Yuta's body was apparently sutured back. Along with his head I guess? They even put his shoes on and combed his hair 💀 but his ring still remained on his right hand and the status of his left hand remains unknown (or maybe it's just because the art looks rough) 👇🏻

The Kenjaku like marks are not present on Yuta's forehead even though the top of his head looks attached.

Now, the question is -

1) If Yuta already Kenjaku'd into Gojo's body and was fine with staying in his body after the 5 minutes, then why did they stitch Yuta's body back? Going as far as putting his shoes on too?

2) If they stitched his head after the lobotomy, then what's inside Yuta's head? I doubt they'd leave it empty. So did they put Gojo's brain in there?

3) If the ring is on Yuta's body and Rika is fully manifested, then how did Yuta even do it in the first place after getting in Gojo's body?

We know that Yuta needs Rika to use the copied techniques. But I personally thought we'd see the ring on Yutaru's left hand with how it was hidden in the last chapter.

So what is Rika bound to? We know the real Rika Orimoto passed away last year and the one we see now is just a husk. Is the husk a cursed spirit? Or is it a shikigami? So far she has been referred to as an external storage mechanism by Yuta himself and Yuki.

But what would happen if Yuta were to lose that external storage?

That might be the answer to Yuta's survival. With the amount of binding vows we've seen Sukuna making in this fight, it won't be to unusual if Yuta made one too. And I'm talking the kind of binding vow that includes a sacrifice like Yorozu's. The ring is the medium for Yuta to connect to Rika and use his 'copy' CT 👇🏻

What if Yuta sacrificed his ring and Rika and gained her powers? That is, he can use his CT himself without the need of an external aid. Or it's Rika who sacrifices herself or merges with Yuta and he gains the powers? Can Yuta really use all the copied techniques by himself? There's a catch to that as Yuki stated about using multiple CTs 👇🏻

If Yuta is the PC and Rika, the external hard drive, what about removing said hard drive from the equation? And expanding the storage of the PC itself. Would it not work? Of course one can't manually just expand their brain capacity, but what about refreshing his brain through constant RCT? Like Gojo did? It also ties in with how Gojo can come back.

Lmao I yapped too much. I'm ending this post here. Once again, who knows if I'll make another post regarding the last line or not? 🤡

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk 262 #jjk spoilers #kenjaku #yuta okkotsu #gojo satoru #takaba fumihiko #jujutsu kaisen theory #can anyone tell these are my 3 am thoughts? 💀

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