#jujitsu kaisen manga

[sapphireandange]

OMG THE GOJO CRUMBS I WAS STARVING THE ONLY INTERESTING THING ABOUT THE WHOLE CHAPTER WAS HIM AND HIM ONLY CAUSE SUKUNA RINSE AND REPEAT FIGHT IS SO BORING

LIKE LOOK AT HIM BEING SO SILLY AND POOKIE!

[hamburgernotsohelpful]

Mappa count your days, Because what the Fuck is THIS!!

[mggsv]

THE AMAZING ADVENTURES OF CHOSO ! ✭ <first time with you>

Choso x gn!chubby reader (18+)

“Fuck….f-fuck- god-!”

Choso couldn’t believe sex could feel this good. He’s only had sex once. He’s never been with you before in this way though. As long as you’ve been together you’ve never slept together. Only blow jobs and pussy eating.

When you came to him, panties dripping wet he couldn’t hold back from it. The way your thighs squeezed around your panties sent him over the edge. He had no problem stopping what he was doing- it’s never as important as you.

His hands has their grip on your ass happily as your grinded on him. He was an ass man- no- a you man. There was something about you that intrigued him so much. Your curves- everything. The way your cunt took him so..so well. “Feels so good- fuck..fuck fuck fuck why didn’t we do this sooner?” Because he respected you. He took care of you and never went to that place you were too shy to go to. He fell in love with you and your body. Your beautiful body he couldn’t help touching when given the chance.

You cry out softly, Choso’s cock slipping from your wet folds with a pop! He shudders, cum dripping from the head of his dick. The look on his face had you gripping his arm even tighter. His hair fanning around his face to the sweat dripping down the side of his head, everything. He couldn’t stop his fingers from touching your sensitive clit. “Choso..” you whine. “Let’s..” he pants, watching his cum leak from his favorite meal. “Can I fuck you from the back?”

[saviebelledraws]

Maki- Jujitsu Kaisen

[its-myless]

Gojo

[niiconoriez]

currently working on a smau 😈😈😈

[kentogetsmewetter]

MERRY CHRISTMAS AT THE NANAMI'S

⋆｡°✩Genre: Fluff fluff and more fluff

⋆｡°✩Synopsis:You nanami and your two daughters end up baking Christmas cookies on Christmas eve and opening presents Christmas day.

⋆｡°✩A/N: Not proofread + lowk rushed, so give me grace and happy holidays!

The sweet sounds of Christmas carols filled the air as you and Nanami took on the task of preparing the gingerbread batter.

Your youngest couldn't resist the allure of the dough batter. Nanami's gentle words didn't fase her as she sneakily grabbed some of the dough batter to eat. Pumpkin, you can't keep eating the dough," Nanami smiled with a twinkle in his eye. You giggled at her continuing to hide away from him while she ate the batter.

It's so gooddd tho," she whined, coming up from the table with a guilt written all over her face as she had some leftover crumbs on the sides of her mouth.

"I know, pumpkin, but we have to save some, or there won't be any for the cookies. Understand?" Nanami's voice carried a tender note as he softly explained.In response, your youngest nodded her head, signaling her understanding."Good," Nanami declared, a warm smile gracing his features as he playfully booped her nose, glad she understood him.

"Alright, so now we have to add the flour in," you instructed,Your oldest, standing by your side egar to make the cookies.Guiding her with gentle precision, you both shared the task of pouring the right amount of flour into the pan.

With the gingerbread batter now perfectly blended, the kitchen transitioned into a creative haven. Flour dusted the air as your family set to work, rolling out the dough and selecting festive cookie cutters. The sweet sounds of Christmas carols harmonized with the joyous chatter, creating a festive vibe of holiday spirit.

Your youngest, unable to resist the allure of the dough, strategically pilfered a few more bites while Nanami pretended not to notice, a playful twinkle in his eye. "Alright, pumpkin, just a little more, but then we really need to save some for the cookies," he teased, earning a mischievous giggle from her.

You and your oldest began crafting the shapes for the cookies from the dough. " god, I can't wait to eat this." Your oldest exclaimed, Together, you meticulously crafted a bunch of different shapes. From perfect circles, endearing gingerbread men, charming snowmen, and even elegant reindeer.The air was filled with the scent of gingerbread, and the countertop displayed a festive array of carefully shaped cookies, ready to be baked into delectable holiday treats.

But before you could register your youngest, put some dough on the tip of your nose. "Woww really pumkin?" You questioned, ready to get your payback. Nanami behind her put some of the leftover dough he had putting it on her nose. Once he did this, you and your oldest put some more dough on her face. The laugher of yalls filled the room but your youngest was super happy cause all she did was eat the dough you three had put on her face.

In a playful twist, before you could fully grasp the situation, your youngest, displaying a sneakiness beyond her years, planted a small dollop of dough on the tip of your nose. "Wow, really, pumpkin?" you questioned, a mixture of surprise and amusement in your voice, already plotting your payback.

Nanami, appearing out of nowhere with a twinkle in his eye, seized the opportunity and added some leftover dough to her nose. "Daddy really!!" She gasped in shock that he would do that to her. You and your oldest joined forces in retaliation, covering your youngest's face with more dough. Laughter filling the room with an infectious joy.

Amidst the doughy laughter and festive chaos, a mischievous glint in your youngest's eyes hinted at an upcoming twist. With a sly smile, she reached for a bowl of sprinkles, clearly plotting her own sweet revenge.As you and the rest of the family exchanged playful banter, unaware of her scheming, she seized the moment. With lightning speed, she showered you with a cascade of colorful sprinkles."Pumkin!" You three laughed at the sprinkles now covered in your hair and all over the floor.

You're so lucky it's almost Christmas," you playfully warned her, a smile gracing both of your faces. "I don't know if Santa is stopping by here," you continued, teasingly casting a shadow of doubt. The sparkle in her eyes quickly dimmed, replaced by a subtle frown. Her hopeful excitement transformed into a plea as she exclaimed, "No, I'm sorry, Santa! I'm sorry!" Her earnest plea hung in the air, a mixture of genuine remorse and guilt.

"Come help me put these in the oven if you want Santa to come," you beckoned, a twinkle of mischief in your eyes. The promise of Santa's visit spurred her into action, and she swiftly darted over to your side, slipping on oven mitts in a determined effort to assist.

After 30 minutes, Nanami quietly approached from behind, joining you in the kitchen to help pull out the cookies. The enticing aroma of freshly baked gingerbread filled your noses."Let's decorate themmm," you suggested, excitement bubbling in your voice. The cookies are now golden brown and smelling delicious.

You four spent the some time decorating the cookies in different types of ways. " Look at my cookies! "Look at my cookies!" your youngest exclaimed, holding up her creations with infectious pride. The array of cookies showcased the unique designs of you, Nanami, and her older sister.

After the cookies were all decorated, you decided it was time for the kids to whine down, getting them into their pajamas and pre paring them for bed.

You and Nanami sat in your shared room together. You and Nanami found yourselves surrounded by the soft glow of holiday lights, wrapping gifts for your children. The air was charged with a mixture of warmth and gratitude."Thank you for letting me be able to live like this, love," Nanami expressed, his voice carrying a depth of appreciation that echoed through the room. The sentiment reflected not only gratitude for the holiday season but a profound acknowledgment of the life you two had built together.

"Kento, you say this every day, and I'm grateful to have you too," you giggled, Playfully, you moved closer, going over to Kento and straddling him, resting your head into the crook of his neck." I love you."Thank you, Kento, for being so appreciative and understanding with me and the kids," you expressed, the intimacy of the moment increasing.

You leaned in and pecked his lips a few times, each kiss carrying a genuine expression of happiness. In those tender moments, you reflected on the significance of having this man in your life. You didn't know where you'd be if you didn't have his man in your life.

Amidst the hushed excitement, you caught the whispers of your two daughters attempting to sneak a peek at their presents. Swiftly, you moved to the door, gently ushering them away with a playful warning that Santa wouldn't come if they didn't go to bed. The soft patter of their hurried footsteps echoed as they rushed to their beds trying to fall back asleep even though they couldn't.

The sweet chaos of Christmas morning unfolded as your daughters eagerly sought to rouse you and Kento from slumber. The urgency in their voices resonated through the room, one daughter calling out, "Mommy, mommy!" with an enthusiastic shake, while the other, equally excited, chimed in, "Daddy, wake uppp!" as she, too, attempted to stir Kento from his sleep.

"I'm up cupcake." Kentos deep groggy voice spoke as he picked up your daughter, pulling her into the bed. You did the same, pulling the girls to be in the middle of you, too. You smiled at the girl in front of you, whipping off some crumbs off her face, signaling she ate some cookies without you letting her but would let it slide since it's Christmas.

"Merry Christmas, love," Kento uttered with a sense of awe, his gaze fixed on you, the the family. Gratitude radiated from his eyes as he acknowledged the profound role you played in shaping the warmth and joy that enveloped the household.

"Merry Christmas, Kento," you replied with a reciprocal smile, the exchange of glances becoming a silent celebration of the love and connection that defined your family.C'mon, let's go open presents!" The excitement built to a climax as your oldest child, full of energy, lost control. she exclaimed, her enthusiasm igniting a spark of joy that danced through the room

You two got up out of the bed, walking down stars with the two of your daughters in the middle, one of them holding kentos hand and the other holding your hand. "Santa cameee!" They let go of your and Nanami's hands, dashing over to the array of presents that awaited them, each gift adorned with their names, promising the joyous unraveling of Christmas magic.

But before the girls even got the chance to open one of their gifts, kento was ready with a garbage bag in hand, ready for them to put their wrapping paper into. A small chuckle came from your mouth at the gesture. He looked over at you a small"what?" Coming from his mouth. You started laughing even harder." Nothing ken you're just really funny. Ready to pick up the girls' paper.

Nanami shot you a small chuckle, turing back to one of the girls as they put the wrapper paper in the plastic bag.

After some time of the girls unwrapping their gifts, it was you, and kentos turned to give each other gifts. He was a rather hard man to shop for always saying he doesn't want anything or you don't have to get him anything because he's happy with the life you blessed him with.

"Kentooo, here's your gift," you announced with a smile, presenting him with a carefully wrapped package. The anticipation hung in the air as he unwrapped it, revealing the new and expensive watch you had carefully chosen for him. As his eyes fell upon the timepiece he had been longing for, a genuine surprise illuminated his face, gratitude and joy blending seamlessly.

"Thank you, love," he expressed, his voice carrying a sincerity that mirrored the depth of his appreciation. he leaned in, pressing a quick peck on your lips. The room filled with 'ewws' and 'yucks' from your daughters, their playful teasing adding a layer of lightheartedness to the moment.

"Whatever," you playfully stuck your tongue out at your two kids, a mischievous smile dancing on your lips. Gratitude for Nanami filled your heart as he handed you an envelope, its contents promising a ticket for a free spa day whenever you desired a break

Additionally, he presented a beautifully wrapped box containing custom jewelry. As you opened it, the delicate pieces reflected a personal touch, and a handwritten letter accompanied them.The letterexpressed the reasons he loved you, making the gift not only visually stunning but emotionally resonant. The room seemed to glow with the warmth of appreciation and affection as Nanami's thoughtful presents.

"Thank youuu kento. I love you."

"I love you too love thank you for everything."

[seredelgi]

When you suddenly realize you've got a crush on lines and colors painted on a digital screen:

[bakugokemkatsuki]

Megumi x Reader

**Just some quick thoughts on Megumi as a boyfriend, note this is NOT proofread and was written quite quickly. Enjoy! **Genre: Fluff **Reader is GN/Fem/M (However you want to imagine them)

**Gojo Version

Megumi was what most would consider a "grump" . He wasn't the best with his feelings, but honestly who really is? What most people never see though is that he wasn't really a grump. At least not around you. He has one of the most beautiful smiles you have ever seen and he is quick to take notice of your mood and be there however you needed him. Whether that was a person to vent to or a shoulder to cry on Megumi was always there for you. His laugh was music to your ears and with you he did that quite often. Megumi wasn't a grump or out of touch with his emotions like most thought, he was just an introvert. You understood this and made sure to make him as comfortable as possible around you. Only you got to see the real Megumi and you cherished that with your whole heart. He was your forever.

[4y3sh4]

It’s a rant from me but I do not like text fics like where the story is only told through the stupid text conversations and no actual writing it do like fics with a little texting in it and the cute little texting one shots buts COMPLETELY only texting it dosent immerse me into the story it dosent feel like a story at all like I want to read a modern x reader and its literally ONLY a text conversation throught the whole story its just

Omg you should go to class

IM OMW

-30 minutes later

It feels lazy and boring it’s not a really story

[kxromixxy]

Suguru Geto Icons

[inkcurlsandknives]

Thinking about what makes a compelling narrative

I've been watching and reading a lot of anime/manga and romance lately. They're one of my comfort genres. Way too many real life terrible things have been happening for me to be able to experience escapism into anything with a hint of grimdark. For example right now I'm watching My Happy Marriage/Watashi no Shiawase na Kekkon, which is an Anime/Manga/light novel romance. It is blatantly a Cinderella story, where all the villain's are cartoonish-ly evil, while the MC is simply a cinnamon roll, too sweet, too soft and good for this world. The whole thing should not hang together as a functional or even strong narrative, much less a show both my partner and I are enjoying wholeheartedly.

I think it's secret is that it is completely and utterly earnest. I think as an audience we're more willing to suspend disbelief and go along for the ride when a story wears it's beating heart on its sleeve. I think a huge weakness of a lot of popular western media and fiction is that it feels like everyone is allergic to sincerity. Everyone's too busy cracking a glib one-liner or being grimdark and gritty to care deeply and honestly.

It's something that a lot of anime/manga and the romance genre at large has completely embraced. Even media that is actually quite dark like Jujitsu Kaisen or Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba feels like a breath of fresh air because of how earnest the protagonists are. Romance books have this in spades, some of my favorites have been, The Sun is Also a Star, Get a Life Chloe Brown, and The Devil Comes Courting.

I think a lot of the time we're too ready to turn up our noses at narratives and characters that care and care deeply. Writers will say it' simplistic, or a character archetype that's overdone. But I think the first step of getting your audience to care is to have characters who care, and to not be shy about it. Let the audience care with your characters, let stories be earnest and sincere and wear their hearts on their sleeves. Not everything has to be a clever twist or a joke or afraid of real feeling, and we do ourselves and the stories we tell a disservice when we tell ourselves that sincerity and earnestness are trite and only serious grim and hopeless things are real and engaging.

One thing I always strive for in my own stories is to have characters who care and care deeply, and often for conflicting things.

[mggsv]

★ | THE AMAZING ADVENTURES OF CHOSO ! ✭ | SERIES INDEX

★ ☆ Welcome to the official Index for The Amazing Adventures of Choso ! This blog will be updated whenever an AAOC post is well, posted lmao.

★ ☆ NOTE ! : The posts have absolutely nothing in relation with each other- it’s just a bunch of Choso brain rot. My requests are OPEN and you are free to request a Choso prompt. I’ll get to them as soon as I can (PROMISE!)

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First time with you Choso! x chubby f!reader

Idol!Choso GROUP XO Choso x poc!black reader

Face riding/69 ! Choso x thick!reader

[knigato]

don't worry. i'm the strongest!

[its-myless]

was rewatching Jujitsu Kaisen while drawing this, forgot how much i love the show

i tried a different style of rendered, closer to how i draw my spidersona and environments rather than characters/ people, i think i like the effect!

[sapphireandange]

MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD FOR JJK:

What if I said that after gojo died, the writing of the manga went downhill?

No, no, listen to me. The pacing was already bad, but after gojo died, well, the anticipation and hope died down as such.

Now gege is making random ahh characters like Miguel come and fight sukuna like BRO, the strongest, gojo, didn't win how is any of the other sorcerers gonna win 😭

The next thing I know, gege is gonna call me for fighting and I would be damn cooked