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𝖆𝖈𝖖𝖚𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘 : choso x fem reader

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓 : choso just couldn’t wait for you and him to be acquainted.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓 : college au, smut, porn with plot, vaginal sex, praise, teasing, fingering, edging?

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖙 : 5.3K

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗 : inspired by lyrics from acquainted by the weeknd.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘 : hello lovelies, thank you so much for reading! probably my favorite yet. i hope you enjoy it; if so, follow me for more. au revoir!

18+ MDNI ADULT CONTENT

Baby, you're no good 'cause they warned me ‘bout your type.

“Yeah, no.”

“What do you mean no?”

“I mean, NO. She’s bad news, dude.”

“How do you know?”

“Well, I don’t. She just gives off the vibe that she’d break your heart or somethin'.”

“How’s that?”

“Well, she’s out of your league, first of all. You’re kinda awkward, and I can’t tell if you’re celibate or just can’t get laid. That and she’s pretty friendly with everyone.”

“Shouldn’t she be friendly?”

“Yeah, a little too friendly. A jealous motherfucker like you wouldn’t stand a chance.”

“She wouldn’t be that way if she was in a relationship, right?”

Yuuji raised his eyebrow and threw his arms up.

“The world may never know. That is unless…you wanna know?”

Choso rolled his eyes, following Yuuji to class.

Baby, you're no good; I think I fell for you.

Little did Yuuji know Choso was already in love with you. As much as he’d try not to, he couldn’t help but see you walking around campus. 

Pretty face adorned with sparkly lipgloss, your hair always down, giving a slight view of your hoop earrings. You usually wore a little locket necklace, never telling anyone what was inside, sitting atop a pink shirt that your tits always looked great in. Then a miniskirt that, depending on the breeze that day, gave a sneak peek of your ass. Then, the heels you wear, except for the winter when you wore a cute pair of boots with leggings, he could practically see through them. It was tough when he was in class with you; you raised your hand to answer a question, a French manicure, and the clinking of your bangles that were practically ASMR for him. Then, there were your books that, when some random guy wasn’t offering to hold them, pressed against your chest, making your breasts lift as you walked. Sometimes, you’d wear a perfume that smelled like cake; other days, vanilla, pretty hard to miss as you walked by. Then there was your skin, always glowing like you drank from the fountain of youth or something, legs smooth as you crossed them over one another or stood before the seminar to answer a question on the board. Sometimes, you had a pair of stockings or thigh highs that covered them, ending a little lower than where your skirt ended; god forbid you bent over, which you were careful never to do, usually asking someone to pick something up for you. You never touched a door either; sure, it was because every guy wanted to fuck you, running around like your puppies ready for a task; sometimes you gave them one, they’d run back to you with a lollipop or something like that, which you parted your lips so sexily to take in and suck. 

It's not like he was paying attention or anything.

You got me puttin' time in.

Now, Choso wasn’t terrible at talking to girls, sometimes getting approached but a little too awkward to continue the conversation. Then again, he had the hots for you, so it was hard to look at anyone else. He’d got it in his mind that he’d talk to you one of these days. Maybe he’d ask you out on a date, but he wouldn’t know how he’d react if you rejected him; in light of that, he never said anything to you, just an awkward look if you guys ever made eye contact, which you always gave him a confident one, followed by a wave. But all that was thrown out the window right now. He was too shocked that you were standing in front of him to hear what you’d said; your face had one of those optimistic looks, hands sitting on his desk in the library as your arms squished your tits together, leaning over a bit to look at him.

“Hello, earth to Choso, you there?”

“Sorry, could you repeat that?”

Your skirt sat particularly short on your hips today, your belly button ring gleaming with a little heart at the end, but his eyes drifted to your waistline, a little bit of a pink fabric peeking ever so slightly out the top of your denim-

“I said, “Hey, Choso! What’s up?””

“Oh, sorry. Not much, how about you?”

“Oh, nothin’; saw you were sittin’ alone and wanted to come say hi; that okay?”

It was more than okay. He had to shift in his seat, boner becoming irritably hard against his thigh.

“Yeah, that’s fine. Uh, wanna take a seat?”

“Sure! So, whatcha workin' on?”

“Oh, I’m just studying for the statistics exam.”

“That class is super hard! I feel like I’m not getting any of it.”

He took that as his one-way ticket to testing the waters with you.

“I could, um, tutor you if you want.”

“Really? You’d do that for me?”

You perked up, hand touching his arms, tits calling out as you shifted towards him in the seat. He couldn’t take his eyes off them, but he knew he had to focus if this was gonna work at all.

“Yeah, it’s no problem.”

“Perfect, when are you free?

He was free anytime for you.

“Uh, I’m free after classes; what about you?”

“Hmm, well, I have a sorority meeting at six tomorrow, so that probably won’t work, but then, ooo, I have cheer practice on Thursday, ugh, and I can’t forget Nobara’s party on Friday!”

“So, Wednesday?”

“Perfect! We’d just have to do it after my nail appointment at 3.”

He looked at your nails; nothing looked bad about them, so he was confused. He hadn’t realized how busy you were, which explained why you didn’t have a boyfriend. But that only made him feel worse.

“I think your nails are nice like that?”

You were blushing now, bringing a hand out in front of you two.

“Ya think so? I was thinking of changing the color; I've changed my mind since last week.”

Your phone got a ring; he noticed it was Mai, a girl he’d often see you walking around with. Happily, you answered it.

“Hey babe, what's up?”

He couldn't hear what Mai was saying to you on the phone, but fuck, he wished you'd answer the phone like that for him. That's when it struck him that he hadn't even-

“Sorry about that! She had to tell me about this crazy thing one of our sisters did.”

“Sisters?”

“Yeah, like in our sorority, silly! Anyways, gotta blast, but I enjoyed our chat!”

You pulled a pen out of your purse along with a piece of gum; after unwrapping it and putting it in your mouth, you grabbed Choso’s hand, writing down your phone number.

“There ya go, put it in fast so it doesn’t wash off, 'kay? Bye, cutie!”

With that, you walked away. See, this is where Choso was fucked; he had to think about when he should text you, now, later today, or Wednesday? That and his boner. He hurried up and shuffled to his and Yuuji’s dorm room, using his backpack to cover his crotch.

Nobody got me feeling this way.

“YOU GOT HER NUMBER?”

“Yes, but it’s because I’m tutoring her.”

“So, you and her, alone. “Studying”.”

“Yes, Yuuji, now fuck off!”

When Choso told Yuuji about the exchange earlier, he was convinced you were on something.

“So, she just randomly walked up to you? Isn’t that weird?”

“Is it that foreign for someone to want to talk to me?”

Yuuji looked him up and down, giving him that look. Choso scoffed and continued typing up his essay. He couldn’t stop thinking about you, if he was being honest. He tried his best to put off texting you, but that lasted all but 4 hours.

“Hey. It’s Choso.”

He sighed as he threw his head back. He was feeling a bit stupid, to be honest. For all he knew, you had been dared to talk to him, or it was a little game you came up with. Still, he knew it wasn’t in your character to do something like that, but his self-loathing told him otherwise. All of a sudden, though, his screen lit up.

“haiiii <3 wednesday still good? :3”

“Yeah, what time?”

“let’s do 5, 'kay?”

“Sounds good.”

“yay! see you then :p.”

When Wednesday came around, Choso was nervous all day. Yuuji teased him for it, saying there was nothing to worry about; you guys were only “studying.” Choso had seen you in class with the usual demeanor and look, but instead, today, you gave him a wink as you walked by, which went straight to his dick. It had been 4:55, and he was pacing his room, trying to mentally and physically prepare to be alone with you for the next hour or so. But then five came, then 5:05, then-

A knock at the door, which he was praying, wasn't Yuuji coming back to the room; he told Choso earlier he was gonna spend the night out ‘In case something happened.’ Much to Choso’s bliss, it was you, panting a bit. 

“I'm so sorry! I spilled my smoothie on my other top, so I had to change, then I ran over as fast as I could! You’re not too mad at me, are you?”

Choso had realized you had a different shirt on when he opened the door. This one was a lower cut, your cleavage on full display, the bottom short cropped. Damn, you looked good.

“You’re fine; come in.”

“Ooo, thanks!”

You walked into the room, and he waited for you to say something; his room was pretty much clean, except for a pair of socks Yuuji left on the floor. Instead, you smile at him, then bend over to set your purse and books- fuck, you bent over. Choso looked at every single item in the room, anything to not stare at your ass in his peripheral vision. Quickly, you got up and turned around, Choso flustered as ever.

“Somethin’ wrong?”

“Uh, no…let’s get started.”

An hour passed, and Choso was shocked at his level of resolve. He tried his best to help you and pay attention to the papers in front of you, but fuck, your tits looked great from this angle.

“All done! I think this is the best I’ve ever done! Thank you so so much!”

You wrapped your arms around him, bringing him into a hug that made his breath rapid. You pulled back from him now, still hugging him, as you looked up at him with those doe eyes of yours. Choso was much taller than you, so he was getting quite the view, but that came with him looking the most flustered he’s ever been. You let go with a giggle, walking over to sit on his bed. He watched you sit back on your hands, legs slightly open as your chest poked out. God, you looked cute, even better that you were sitting on HIS bed.

“Hey, Choso?”

“Yeah?”

“I need your help with something.”

“What’s up?”

You got me touchin' on your body…

He walked over to you with a confused look on his face. What could you possibly want? You guys had already studied, which is what you both agreed to; maybe another class-

You opened your thighs to him, panty-clad pussy on full display.

He was about to fucking die. He couldn’t help but pinch himself; he had to be dreaming. It was already surprising to him that you were in his room, but you practically asking him to touch your pussy was an enigma. You pulled him forward by his shirt, his face up to yours.

“That is, if you wanna.”

Choso started melting, but he wouldn’t let this opportunity pass him by. With urgency, he dropped to his knees, positioning himself on the floor between your legs, both draped over his shoulders as he pulled you closer to him. God, he could smell you; it was making him hungry. Then there was your thong soaked from your wetness, leading him to wonder how long you wanted this. The print of your lips against the fabric was about to send him over. He brought his hands up your legs, the feeling of your plush thighs making him ache, all the way up to your hips, where he flipped your skirt up. He wasted no time grabbing the edge of your panties, backing up to pull them down your legs. You opened up a little more for him, soaked pussy on full display. He was dreaming, he was dreaming, he was dreaming. He experimentally brought his fingers up to spread your lips apart, precum dripping out of you. He almost passed out, but that was the last thing he needed to start his mission.

Choso brought his lips down to your pussy, lapping up all of your juices, then fucking his tongue into you. You were moaning, body arching as you found your fingers in his hair. Fuck you tasted good. He brought his tongue to your clit, circling the bud slowly, making the most out of this situation and simultaneously making you whimper.

“Choso….”

You sounded so fucking good. Every moan of his name went straight to his dick, which was looking to rub against anything to get some relief. He brought his fingers up and slipped them inside you, making you groan loudly. He explored your walls carefully, but it wasn’t until he curled his fingers that he really got a rise out of you.

“Fuck, right there, don’t stop!”

He was a damn good listener. He pumped his fingers in and out of you as your body jerked, begging to cum. He was in disbelief; he was the one making you feel like this. Moan like this. Cum like this. It came hard, fingers gripping his hair in a way that brought him out of his hazy state. And fuck, as you came down, you rutted your pussy against his tongue, mouth still opened and eyes rolled back. Choso was in fucking heaven. You were panting on his bed, half-naked, back still arched; you were a sight to see. You began to come back to earth, sitting up on your hands again, pussy most likely staining the sheets, but it’s not like he fuckin' cared.

“Come here.”

Your usual bubbly demeanor left the second you came, grabbing Choso by his shirt and bringing him down to kiss you. You opened your legs so he could position himself between them, kissing him intensely now. Instinctively, he brought his hand up to your tits, groping them through the fabric of your shirt, pinching your nipple once he found it. He ruts his hips against yours, making you groan into his mouth. Fuck, you were so hot, all of his senses were filled with you, he was gonna lose his-

I know I'd rather be complacent.

He fucking came on himself. Simultaneously, your phone began to ring, the same tone as the other day when Mai called you. With a pout, you walked over to his desk to grab your phone. God, he praised himself for wearing back sweats that day. Luckily for him, it didn’t seem you noticed, picking up the phone and smiling. Just like that, you were back to your usual self.

“Hey, hey!”

Mai said something to you as Choso went to his drawer, already looking for a set of underwear and pants to replace the ones he accidentally soaked. You were pouting now, tilting your head to the side as you talked to her.

“But Maiiii, I’m doing something super important!”

You looked at him from head to toe, smirking as you continued talking. Fuck, what were you guys talking about?

“Ugh, fine, but you owe me! See you in a bit.”

You hung up the phone and walked over to him, a sad look on your face as you wrapped your arms around him and nuzzled your head into his chest.

“You gotta go?”

“Yeah, but I really don’t want to!”

“It’s fine. You should be ready for the test on Thursday.”

You bent over to pick up your purse and books again; this time, he really couldn’t look because he knew his dick would probably betray him. You put your heels back on, getting on your tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek.

“Bye, cutie!”

“Um, bye.”

Choso took a shower as soon as you left, in which he had to relieve himself from the events of today. It’s like he couldn’t get your taste you out of his head; every time he tried to focus on his essay, you were there. It didn’t help when he found your thong on the floor beside his bed. Shit, he hadn’t even thought to put them back on you. Quickly, he texted you, letting you know you forgot them.

“oopsie :3 consider them a gift ;)”

Fuck, you were dangerous.

Girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted.

Baby, you're no good.

“YOU DID WHAT?”

“Shut the fuck up, you're gonna wake the whole hall!”

“Let me get this straight, you fucked her?”

“No, yes, well, not exactly. I, you know…”

“Awe shit, she sucked your-”

“NO, YUUJI, JESUS.”

“So, what did you- Holy shit, you gave her head!”

Choso became flustered, never really having a conversation with Yuuji about his sex life, but Yuuji was more than open about his.

“Yes, I gave her head.”

“YOU MOTHERFUCKER!”

“Shut. The. Fuck. Up! You’re too damn loud!”

“Sorry, sorry. It’s not like I didn’t believe in you or anything, but a girl like that? I probably would’ve cum on myself.”

Now, Choso knew you were busy, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to see you again. He’d remembered everything you said you had to do, so he figured he’d talk to you again at Nobara’s party. He was initially going because Nobara was a mutual friend through Yuuji, but now, he had a way better reason. You guys had seen each other around the halls Thursday, you giving him a wink every time you saw him, and he’d return it with a blush and grin. He hadn’t texted you either, trying to be considerate of your time, but as Friday afternoon came along, you appeared to be distant with him. He was nervous at this point. What if he was over-analyzing things? Just a quick fuck to get each other’s rocks off? Then, unfortunately, the thought came to mind that maybe you had realized he came on himself, which hurt his feelings pretty bad. I mean, he couldn’t help it; spontaneous oral on the girl he’d liked for months now, he was already in bad shape to begin with. But, fuck, he missed you.

All my homies think I'm crazy 'cause I'm thinkin' 'bout us lately.

Nobara’s party could be heard down the street, some AirBnb, all your sisters put in on. Choso couldn’t lie; it was pretty nice, a large house with at least eight bedrooms, a pool and basketball court in the back, and balconies on almost every window. He and Yuuji had shuffled their way into the house, Yuuji immediately looking for something to drink that was far from water. Once he found a bottle of tequila, he poured him and Choso a couple of shots, both throwing them back like it was nothing. Yuuji seemed to know everyone at this party, sparking conversation with damn near anyone that walked by. He and Choso found their way to the backyard, sitting in the little patio section next to the pool.

“So, did you text her yet?”

“No, I’m pretty sure she’s upset with me about something.”

“Cause she’s been giving you the silent treatment?”

“Something like that.”

“Well, she’s obviously not giving it to him.”

But really, if I could, I'd forget about you.

Yuuji pointed to you on the other side of the pool, talking to some guy. You held a cup, presumably with alcohol, but what you were wearing was the kicker. You hadn’t bothered to wear a top, just your string bikini covering your tits, which wasn’t doing a very good job of covering them up. Then there were your shorts; they were basically underwear with how high they came up, the underside of your ass on display. You were leaning into the guy, obviously in deep conversation. The guy, however, was getting an eyeful; he couldn’t even make eye contact with you because he was staring so intently at your chest. 

You got me puttin' time in.

Choso couldn’t lie, it pissed him off real bad. He couldn’t tell if it was because you were talking to this guy and not him or because the guy was looking at you so inappropriately; it wasn’t like he was one to talk. But his jaw locked as he saw the guy slip a hand onto your waist as you stumbled a bit, and you didn’t stop him.

“She’s free to do what she wants.”

“Yeah, she’s doin’ what she wants, alright. Your face was in her pussy on Wednesday, and she’s probably gonna do the same to him tonight.”

Nobody got me feeling this way.

Yuuji’s comment had put a fire under Choso’s ass. Immediately, he got up from where he and Yuuji sat, heading straight towards you.

“Told you, you were jealous, bitch!”

Now, Choso wasn’t the confrontational type, but three shots in, he felt a little bit of that liquid courage. He’d closed the gap between the patio and the pool quickly, focused on getting to you; as he walked up, he could hear you giggling at whatever that fucker was saying. You turned your head in surprise, an awkward smile on your face as Choso grabbed your arm.

“Gonna borrow her right quick.”

Choso could hear the guy cursing him out in confusion as he walked away with you, but if anyone was confused, it was you.

You got me touchin' on your body….

Choso led you up the stairs as you rushed to keep up, spilling your drink a bit. He found an empty bedroom, walked you into it, and locked it behind him.

“Choso, what the actual fuck?”

“What are you doing, huh?”

“What am I doing? What am I doing? Motherfucker, what are you doing?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, you haven’t talked to me in days. Then you pull me in here, like I’m the bad guy or something, fuck, did eating me out mean anything to you?”

“Of course it did! I haven’t texted you because I wanted to give you space!”

“I could’ve made time for you! I don’t wanna hear your shitty excuses as to-”

To say that we're in love is dangerous…

Your sentence was cut short by Choso pulling you into a kiss. You were fucking mad at him, sure, but you wanted to fuck him more than anything. That’s why you let him lay you on the bed behind you, mouth coming to kiss you, even deeper this time. He pulled back to undo your top, allowing your tits free.

“So, who the fuck was that?”

He brought his lips down to your nipple, sucking it as you moaned softly.

“A friend, what are you, jealous?”

He sucked the other one, massaging your tits as you watched him intently.

“Depends.”

“On?”

But, girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted.

Choso began to move his way down, sucking the skin of your stomach as he brought his hands down to hook into your shorts. He had them down to your ankles, pulling them off of you.

“I’m your friend too, no?”

“Something like that.”

He undid the strings on your bikini, throwing them somewhere in the room. He brought his face down to you, kissing your inner thighs to tease you.

“You let all your friends eat your pussy?”

Ever since I met you, I couldn't believe what you did.

You couldn’t answer his question, body reacting to the kitten licks he was giving your clit. Choso was a bit more familiar with you now; he knew you liked it when he fucked you with his tongue and that you moan a little harder when he pressed his tongue harder on our bud. But, god, you were intoxicating. He missed the taste of your pre-cum on his lips, shamelessly saturating his whole face with your juices. That is until he pulled his face back, teasing you.

“Answer me, princess.”

“No, I don't.”

That made him hungry, greedy even. His face was back on you, fucking his tongue into you as he pinned your hips down, watching you squirm from the pleasure. The pleasure he was giving you.

Choso picked up the pace of his tongue, his fingers finding their way to your pussy, curling them as he sucked on your clit. One hand still on your hips to keep you still; it was all in vain because when you came, your body came undone. You buck your hips into his touch, moaning his name as you let him suck you through your high. You were fucking beautiful. He pulled up to look at you, smirking as he saw your tits rise and fall from all the panting you were doing. He figured it wasn’t too bad to give you another orgasm; you looked so fucking hot coming down that he couldn’t resist drinking your cum as he brought his thumb to your clit. You were on fucking fire, still recovering from before, and now he was bringing you up to his face. He pinned you down, devouring you instantly.

Now, Choso felt a little adventurous, bringing his hands up to rub your nipples between his fingers while you fucked his face. You didn’t know where all this nerve came from, presumably because he’s made you cum twice now, the third one about to join. But you honestly didn’t give a fuck. If he had the balls to eat you as good as he was doing, you could care less. Because his tongue was just too damn distracting. You began to grind your pussy on his face, not even considering his ability to breathe; it’s not like he was concerned about it. You were moaning his name like a symphony, pulling them out of you more frequently as you felt your body giving in again.

“Choso, I’m, I, fuck!”

So comfort me…

Choso smirked into your pussy as you came, falling over onto the bed immediately. He was kissing you now, soft and sweet, like he didn’t intend to fuck the shit out of you. With a careful hand, he brought your leg up, pulling it away from the other so he could get in between them. He enjoyed the view of you, spent and gasping for air, bucking your hips slowly as you waited for him to fuck you. As he began removing his clothes, he continued this little conversation.

“Hm, that doesn’t make sense then, does it?”

“You’re more than a friend, Choso.”

At this point, he’d taken everything but his boxers off, dick almost stabbing out the front of his briefs. He took them off quickly, bringing his body back up to sit on top of yours. He kissed you as he fingered your pussy again, making you squirm under his touch. Messily, he brought your cum out of your pussy, rubbing it over his shaft as he looked down at you.

“More than a friend, huh?”

Choso kissed your neck as he slid his dick in, holding your hips as he rolled his into yours. He was painfully slow, pulling out to sink back in. Fuck, it was torture.

“Yes, Choso! Now fuck me, please!”

“No problem.”

He slammed his hips into yours, making you groan. He gripped you tightly as he fucked you, forehead meeting yours so he could see your pretty face as you took him so well.

 “When was the last time you got fucked?”

“Months ago.”

“So, you decided you just wanted me to eat your pussy one day?”

He began that slow pace again, scratching his back as he reached the deepest parts of you.

“No, I liked you for a while! Thought you didn’t like me ‘til I met you in the library!”

He couldn’t fucking believe it. This entire time you’d been waiting for him to make a move, and he was too fucking pussy to do it. Well, he’ll make it up to you now by fucking your pussy. He hit that sweet spot inside you as you moved your hips to meet his, hands brushing through his hair as he gave it to you right where you needed him. And god, you were sexy. You pressed your tits against his chest as he fucked you into the bed, practically screaming his name every time he’d give you a hard thrust to get a rise out of you.

“I want you, princess.”

To be fair, you hadn’t really entertained any of the guys who wanted you; they’d just ogle you, but you wanted someone who’d claim you. Make you his. And Choso was doing it. He fucked you like no one had ever done before, sucking hickeys all over you that you were sure you didn’t have enough concealer to cover up. Then, there was the way he’d moan into your ear. Sometimes your name, but mostly baby, princess, beautiful. He was taking you higher and higher, and you didn’t wanna come down.

“Then, I’m yours.”

Ain't no rush from me.

That was enough for Choso. He fucked you faster, keeping your hips still so he could fuck you how you needed it. Your body was practically begging to cum again, all but throwing yourself at him. He prayed you’d cum soon because he’d be down for the count here shortly, panting into the side of your neck as he took you. And take you, he did, gripping his shoulders as you moaned his name into the room, eyes rolling back and mouth wide open as you came for the third time that night. You honestly didn’t know you had it in you, nor did Choso, because he was right behind you, gripping the headboard as he fucked you through his orgasm, whimpering your name as he fell to pieces inside you. Your pussy was like fucking heaven, taking his cum so well as your hands fell to your side, too fucked out to move.

I’ll keep on touchin' on your body. To say that we're in love is dangerous…

Choso fell beside you, exhausted as ever. He was grateful he’d taken precautionary measures and relieved himself before he came to the party cause he surely would’ve cum the second he felt your pussy. He looked over at you; he could tell you were pretty damn tired; who wouldn’t be after he made you cum so many times. So, he helped you put your clothes back on, carrying you down the stairs and out to his car. He shot Yuuji a text to let him know he was leaving, choosing to leave out the details of what he had been doing for the past hour and a half. After getting you in the car, he got in the driver’s seat and started it.

“Ima take ya home, okay?”

You perked up a little, grabbing his arm and wrapping around it.

“Wanna go home with you!”

“Whatever ya want, princess.”

Choso gripped your thigh as he drove off, returning to his dorm. He carried you to his room, removing your clothes and helping you get into one of his t-shirts. Both of you in the bed, he pulled you into his chest, letting you get comfortable. You look up at him, smiling a bit as you yawn.

“Night, baby!”

You kissed him quickly and laid back down, drifting off to sleep.

‘Baby’, huh? He could get used to that.

But, girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted.

♱ the song used in this story is acquainted by the weeknd. 🖤

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[tanuki-kimono]

Fantastic unsual pattern for this summer kimono, depicting naturalistic birds (the goose!) over bamboo stalk ground.

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CHOSO KAMO ✧*̥˚⋆

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[chosomindslave]

Wym you dont know this trend???

Summary: you decide to do a trend what you seen on tiktok with da ✨boys✨ part 1

suggestive content if you squint

Genre: fluff (with everyone)

[oldmama]

Jujutsu Kaisen x Phantom parade part 5/ 12

[spirit-of-anime]

Fanart by @AshitakaraK

[applecrumblefish]

I'm just thinking of Noritoshi and his name. He was named after the former Noritoshi Kamo, a man who committed many atrocities. Of course, no one at the time knew it was Kenjaku, I feel like if even if they did, they wouldn't be able to separate the guy from the curse. Being given that name must weigh hugely on the younger Noritoshi. His father may have named him this way because he completely rejects the idea of Noritoshi being his child, perhaps dooming this child to become just as evil as the previous Noritoshi. It angered him even more to have to make this child the heir to the Kamo clan when his other son didn't end up having the blood manipulation technique. The name feels sour on his tongue. He can't even bring himself to call out his son's name. His whole life, Noritoshi tried to prove himself to his father. That he's worthy of being the heir to the Kamo clan, to put himself in a better place in front of the whole clan, so that he can provide his mother with a better life to the one she dealt with before she was forced to leave. He longs to free her of the curse that is his birth. And that name will continue to curse him for the rest of his life.

Noritoshi grew up to be incredibly family oriented, and whatever displeased his family displeased him. This meant that he internalised many of their ideals, which is why he was so against Yuuji and the idea that he could be allowed to exist when something so evil lived inside him. To Noritoshi, Yuuji, and Sukuna were one. It may have been that Noritoshi was projecting on Yuuji. Just as Noritoshi was a disgrace upon his family, Yuuji (Sukuna) is a disgrace upon jujutsu society. Noritoshi may have felt that it was not fair that Yuuji could exist and since he posed a much bigger threat Noritoshi took it upon himself to make sure Yuuji could be eliminated so that he could prove his own usefulness. Once he met Yuuji and saw the kind of person he was, what his morals and motives were, he was able to separate Yuuji from Sukuna and accept him. I think it's especially funny because Yuuji and Noritoshi are indirectly related through Choso. I hope Noritoshi feels that familiar closeness with Yuuji. Maybe not as intensely as Choso, or *Todo,* who's just delusional, haha.

This is a huge stretch I know. But I'm obsessed with Noritoshi, and I don't see enough of him. 😤

[mixakuu]

I haven’t talked about Noritoshi in a hot minute and that’s DISGUSTING so look at him he’s so cute🖤🤍🖤

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[blue-butterfly-art]

Cozy Noritoshi Kamo (jjk)

(Original sketch below)

At current, I’m trying to finish uploading my older digital art so I have it all in one nice place, but I just finished this and decided to post it. It’s seasonal, + noritoshi could use some more fanart

Original sketch ^^^

Honestly it’s not the best thing I’ve ever drawn, but it still makes me feel warm inside. I’ll probably come back to drawing him later, after I get some more proportion practice. (I think I made him to buff. The sweater was just supposed to be fluffy, but now he looks absolutely jacked 😓 or maybe that’s just me??? Idk)

[risuola]

Choso makes me feel all sorts of things and I think it's highly unfair that he made his way into my heart so easily.

[0ynes]

Yuji respect your big brother Chsoo!!

Noritoshi is technically Choso's half brother, so he is kinda Yuji's brother too. Like he shares no dna with Yuji, but through Choso, they could be considered brothers

[thelovelyruin]

𝖘𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖓.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘 : choso x fem reader

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓 : you weren’t a car girl, but that changed when you met the driver.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓 : smut, porn with plot, vaginal sex, praise, teasing, fingering, edging?

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖙 : 3.2K

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗 : inspired by lyrics from siren by alicia drayton.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘 : hello lovelies, thank you so much for reading! one of my favorite songs; hope you enjoy it; if so, follow me for more. au revoir!

18+ MDNI ADULT CONTENT

Full moon sitting in the darkest night.

“So, sounds fun, right?”

“Huh? Yeah, sure.”

You kinda just agreed to whatever Mai said, busy doing your makeup and humming to the music playing from your speaker. But it wasn’t until a few hours later that you realized what you’d agreed to. You both were sitting outside now, waiting for Yuuji to pick you up, but he was ten minutes late. When he did pull up, he parked fast, seeing Mai’s already irritated expression. Hesitantly, he walked over to where you both stood. 

“Heyyyyy…”

Mai pushed past him, brushing off his attempt at a hug.

“Save it, bitch.”

Yuuji ran before her, opening the door, which she thanked him for in the form of a sneer. He looked at you next, hoping for a more positive reaction as he guided you to the backseat.

“Are you mad at me too?”

“If I were, it would be in good reason. You’re late.”

He closed the door behind you and scrambled to the driver’s seat, promptly turning on the car and attempting to show he was in a rush.

“Look, I’m sorry, I ended up-”

“Just drive, Yuuji!”

Mai wasn’t giving him a break; not like he deserved one. He huffed and put the car in drive, taking off. You guys were going to a car meet; Yuuji was excited to show off the car he’d just finished modding, a WRX or something like that. To be honest, you didn’t know too much about cars, except what Yuuji would tell you, but that would involve you paying attention. Nonetheless, you wanted to be a supportive friend, so here you were.

Feel a breeze, smoking trees, cloudy in the ride.

Yuuji pulled up to a lot full of cars, parking in an empty spot towards the middle of the row. You noticed some cars in an intersection next to the lot, driving in circles as people hung out the windows. You weren’t gonna lie; it looked a little fun, dangerous, but fun. Yuuji got out, opening each of your doors.

“So, I’ll probably stay here if anyone asks questions about my ride, but feel free to check things out!”

“You brought us here so we could frolic around? Yuuji, you’ve gotta be shittin’ me right now.”

“Now, don’t say it like that. It makes me sound like an asshole.”

The both of you looked at him with a deadpan expression, but then he gave those puppy dog eyes, causing Mai to rub down her face.

“Fine, but you owe us big time. Let’s go see what they're doing in the circle over there.”

With that, you and Mai walked off. Yuuji told you to stay safe, but Mai’s reply was a middle finger. The air was smoky and smelled like burnt rubber, but you guys still pushed through the crowd to see the action. Cars were drifting in a circle now, another car coming in the rotation, probably the most dangerous thing you’ve ever seen.

Two of the cars drifting had pulled off to the side, and from what you could tell, the drivers were arguing. A couple of guys tried to break it up, but one flipped the other guy off as they both hopped in the driver's seat.

Narrow roads, so many caution signs.

“Shit, they’re about to race!”

You hadn’t even heard Yuuji walk up behind you guys, Mai looking back at him with a smirk.

“So, why aren’t you with your “ride”? No takers?”

Yuuji huffed, making her laugh triumphantly. The circle began to shift, noticing a gap opening as the two cars revved, one all white and the other blue with a black stripe across the side. You found the white one more tasteful, pointing at it and looking back at Yuuji.

“Oh, that one? An Audi S5. Other one’s a Scat.”

You nodded like you knew what he meant and looked back as some shirtless guy got between the cars, throwing it down. Instantly, both cars take off, the white one gapping the blue one by a long shot.

“I don’t know why he even bothered. The launch on the S5 is insane.”

As the cars finished, people began cheering; even Mai was clapping and nodding. They drove back to the lot where the cars were lined up. The Scat driver handed the S5 driver a wad of cash, returned to his car, and drove off.

“Damn, sore loser. Anyway, I wanna meet the guy who drove the S5. Y’all sit tight, okay?”

Before Mai could even curse him out, Yuuji had run off. You two scoffed and sat on the hood of his car.

“So, you upgraded the intercooler? I did the same to mine, it’s a W-”

“Welcome back, fucker. You brought a friend?”

Yuuji had returned to the car with a guy, and damn he was hot. You were too busy staring at his abs pressed against that black tee he was wearing or the outline of something that surely wasn’t his wallet in his sweats to stop Mai from chewing Yuuji out.

“This is Choso; he’s driving the S5.”

Shotgun sippin’; rollin' with the tide.

Choso looked at you and licked his lips, sending something down to your-

“Nice to meet you, really nice to meet you.”

You were blushing like crazy. Was he flirting with you? You were too enthralled to notice Yuuji and Mai going back and forth in the background.

“Nice to meet you, too.”

“So, you guys stayin' around for shots? I’d hate to see you go so early.”

Oh, he was definitely flirting with you.

“Depends. Want me to stay?

“If that’s fine with you, princess.”

“What we drinkin’?”

“Your choice.”

“Hm, whatever your drinkin’.”

He looked up and down at you, smirking a bit.

“I’ve got something in mind.”

“Is that so?”

“UM HELLO!”

You both turned to look at Mai, who had a surprised look on her face as Yuuji stood there in shock. Choso cleared his throat and gave an awkward smile to Mai.

“That is if you want to stay too, Mai.”

“Well, depends. What do you wanna drink, other than my best friend?”

You choked on your spit as your body jolted at Mai’s question. Yuuji began to laugh uncontrollably, walking up to Choso and slapping him on the back.

“Don’t worry, I got tequila in the trunk.”

“Oh shit, what kind?”

“Terramana, of course.”

“My man. I gotta bottle, too; I’ll go grab it.”

With that, Choso and Yuuji split. Mai gave you that look.

“Didn’t know you liked car guys.”

“I do now.”

You both laughed as she wrapped her arm around you, bringing you in for a hug. Shortly, Choso and Yuuji were back.

“Let’s get lit, fuckers.”

Want you to love me like you do that S5.

You knew Yuuji and Choso had at least three shots, but right now, they both were going on about the mods they did on their cars. You had found yourselves back in the circle of people drifting.

“Looks fun, huh?”

“Yeah, a fun death trap.”

“Nonsense, people do it all the time.”

Choso looked over at Yuuji, both of them with the expression that they were up to something.

Oh my, Ima give you the ride of your life.

You found yourself in Choso’s passenger seat, staring at Mai in Yuuji’s across the circle. You can’t believe you got dragged into this; what the fuck were you-

Choso’s hand found its way to your thigh, rubbing the skin there as he looked at you with a smirk.

“Nervous? Don’t worry, princess. I got you.”

It took everything in you not to jump on him then and there. Those pet names were dangerous; every time he called you princess, it sent signals down below, practically screaming at you to relieve it. You hadn’t even realized his hand had moved to the gear shift, veins in his hand flexing as he revved the engine. Then, you were taking off.

You swear you just died. The whole time, you could hear the rubber screeching smoke lifting off the tires as Choso and Yuuji spun against each other. Halfway through, you saw Mai climb through the window; you did the same, and man, was it fun. Both of them parked and spilled out of the car, laughing and giving each other a high five, panting with adrenaline. You walked over to Mai, who looked like she was 10 seconds away from barfing.

“You good, girl?”

“I think I might’ve pissed myself.”

The boys walked back over, calmed down as the high wore off. Choso wrapped his arm around your waist, and boy, was that physically effective. Yuuji patted Mai’s back, giving him an annoyed look as she sat up straight. He smiled at her with open eyes, signaling something to her. She caught on fast because then she said:

“Yuuji’s gonna drive me home; Choso lives on the same side of town as you, so he’ll be takin’ you home. That okay?”

Oh, they were on some shit. But obviously, the two of you were, too.

“Yeah, that’s fine with me. Choso?”

“Sounds good, princess.”

I swear, I would die for you.

You waved bye to Mai as Yuuji helped her into the car, giving you a wink as Yuuji drove off. Choso guided you back to his car, opening the passenger door. Once you got in, you had a good look around, too nervous to check things out the first time you got in it. Damn, this was nice. He had red leather seats and ambient red lighting around the car. Shit, how much did this car cost? Choso got in the car and put his foot down on the pedal, starting the car as he adjusted the air conditioning.

“You cold?”

“Just a little.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll warm you up.”

Oh, you were warm, alright. It’s like every word he spoke had a sexual undertone because here you were, getting wet over a question about the AC. He reached over and turned on the heated seat for you, smirking as he pressed the button. He placed his hand back on your thigh, rubbing back and forth; all you could focus on was how close he was to touching your pussy. He looked at you with half-lidded eyes, causing you to squirm your legs. It hadn’t gone unnoticed him smiling as he bit his lip.

“Ready?”

Ready for what? At that point, you gave up the idea of celibacy for the night, like you had any intentions to not fuck him in the first place. Now, you knew this wasn’t a good idea. The both of you were tipsy, and it was probably reckless to have him drive. But then again, he had just drifted the car thirty minutes ago, so he’d be fine, right?

“Yeah, let’s go.”

You know I'd risk my life for you.

We fit so perfectly, in need of your affection.

The ride back to your house was pretty fast, considering Choso ran every red light and was going 20 over the speed limit. You had half a mind to hold the handlebars on the car's roof, but you weren't doing anything with Choso's hand rubbing you through your shorts. Your body began to react to it, closing your legs a bit, but it was all in vain when he brought your thigh towards him, opening your legs wider. 

“Don’t go runnin’ from me, princess. Promise, I don’t bite. Unless you want me to.”

You held everything in, taking the depths of your resolve to stop you from shamelessly asking him to fuck you in the car. He was definitely holding it in, too, a tent peeking out of those gray sweats, and fuck, you could tell, he had a big-

“We’re here, sweetheart.”

You sigh in relief as you realize you were in your apartment’s parking lot. He came around to open your door, those hungry eyes gazing at you as you climbed out of the seat. As soon as you were out of the car, Choso had you pinned against it, claiming your mouth as his as he grabbed your waist. Those eyes might have been hungry, but his mouth was greedy. He had moved onto your neck, sucking the skin there. Fuck, you were still outside, and you were sure he’d fuck you right here if you let him. You grabbed his hand and dragged him behind you to your apartment.

“Let’s go.”

I think I want more.

You couldn’t open that damn door fast enough. As soon as you turned around to lock it, Choso was behind you, kissing your neck and grabbing your ass as he ground it against his painfully hard dick. He flipped you towards him, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder.

“Which room?”

“Furthest back.”

Oh, yeah, I need more of your intensity.

Choso damn near threw you on the bed, taking his shirt off as fast as possible. You didn’t even get a chance to check out his abs; he was already on you, bringing your shirt up and sucking the skin on your chest as he pulled it over your head. You watched as he unbuckled your shorts, swiftly pulling them and your panties down. The only thing left was your bra, which was not of concern right now, considering he had pulled it down so your tits could spill out. He groaned as he brought his mouth down to your nipple, bringing his fingers up to pump in and out of your pussy. Now, he was usually a bit more gentle than this; take it real slow and careful. But you two had been edging each other all night, and he needed to taste you. Now.

Love when you speed; no need to speak. 

The first swipe of his tongue nearly had you crashing, having been teased for twenty minutes in the car. It wasn’t until he slipped his tongue in you that you had to pull your strength together to not cum so fast.

“Cum for me, princess. Stop holding back.”

God, his voice was too much. So much, you came on his face, just like he asked you to. He groaned as he slurped up your juices, face completely covered in your essence, but he honestly did not give a single fuck. He was a man in heaven. He grabbed both your thighs and pinned your body down, eating you out for a second round, craving how your body jerked when he made you cum. This time, you didn’t have the will to hold out. Still recovering from the first orgasm, the second wasn’t far behind. You groaned his name in defeat, knowing you were about to cum again.

“Choso…”

“Mhm, baby. Give it to me.”

In seconds, your body was moving out of your control again, gripping his hair and pinning his face to your pussy. As you came down, you ground your hips against his face, making him chuckle.

“Fuck, I need you, princess.”

I know you want more…

Choso couldn’t get his pants off fast enough. His dick was about to jump out his boxers; if he got any harder, it probably would’ve ripped through them. Positioning himself over top of you, he kissed you and brought his finger up to put your wetness on his shaft.

“Ready for me?”

You gave him a nod, gripping his shoulders as he slid inside you. Once he was all the way in, he brought his lips down to your neck, experimentally pulling his hips back and forth slowly, making sure you had adjusted to his size. Fortunately for him, teasing for hours and two orgasms later, you took him instantly. Damn, he was big. You moaned loudly at the feeling of him stretching you out, arching your back off the bed as he fucked you steadily. His face was inches away from yours, every couple of thrusts coming down to kiss you, throwing his head back to get his hair out of his face, damp with sweat from how good he was fucking you. And you were sure to let him know just how good he was giving it to you, moaning his name out like a damn siren, pulling him into your pussy as he picked up the pace.

…Ima give you more.

Fast, deep, slow, he didn’t care. He was gonna give it to you however you needed wanted it. He didn’t expect you to want to ride him, though, climbing over him and sinking down on his dick; boy wasn’t that a sight to see. He was losing his mind; you fucked him at a fast pace, tits jumping every time you brought your pussy back down to his hips. Fuck, you were perfect. You were doing magic on him, had to be; he swears he’s never had pussy this good. At this point, he needed to see you crumble again, so he took some initiative and grabbed your hips, fucking his dick into you rapidly.

“Choso, oh my god!”

“You like that princess?”

You were too fucked out to answer. Every thrust made you dizzy, putting your hands on his chest to steady yourself. Then there was that goddamn look on his face. His eyes were on you like a wild animal, groaning as you slid up and down his shaft. You wanted to see how much of a reaction you could get out of him, rolling your hips as his eyes rolled back. He was gonna cum soon, but he needed you to cum first.

Want you to love me like you do that S5, oh my.

He’s back on top, bringing your thighs up to his chest, getting as deep as possible. You were a blabbering mess at this point, and all he could do was smile as you tried to grab at the sheets, pussy about to give in at any second. With a quick dive, his lips came up to yours, his thumb reaching up to rub your clit. Every moan you gave went into his mouth, tongue exploring it as you came undone on his dick. And it felt fucking amazing. Your pussy clenched down on him, driving him crazy, your body squirming as you came hard from your third orgasm of the night.

Are you ready for the ride of your life?

He was done for. The feeling of your pussy tightening on him was too much, your moans of his name sounding like music to his ears. He didn’t even care anymore. Shamelessly, he moaned your name and whimpered into your neck as he came. God, it was like a fucking firecracker, his body feeling things it hadn't felt before. He had only fucked you this once, but fuck, he was addicted. He fell to your side, panting for a bit before getting up.

“Where’s your bathroom?”

I swear I would die for you.

He returned with a wet washcloth, cleaning the cum from your pussy and stomach, chuckling when you whimpered from the overstimulation of him cleaning around your clit. When he was done, he came and laid beside you, bringing you into his arms. You felt his head rest on yours, kissing your forehead lightly. Then, you realized that he would have to drive-

“Can I stay the night?”

“Hm, maybe. What do I get in return?”

“If you’re good, another round when we wake up.”

“I guess that’s better than you driving home drunk.”

“You mean “us.” I’m sleeping with you either way.”

You know I'd risk my life for you.

♱ the song used in this story is siren by alicia drayton.🖤 

(edit: i now know about cars😭)

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𝖆𝖚 𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖔𝖎𝖗, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖞𝖗𝖚𝖎𝖓.

[tojisbutterfly]

Here's a lil looksie @ my costume :)) Everything but my shoes were homemade 💜 Also idk WHY TF my hands look so MF WRINKLY😭

YES I'M BROWN😨🤯

CHOSO KAMO

[cattoru]

todo being the official cause of stress for not ONE but THREE of the kyoto students (mai, kamo, momo) in their character profiles is so fucking funny

[neqeyam]

it’s kinda criminal tht we haven’t had any choso & kamo content even they’re like,,,, ACTUALLY brothers😭😭

[theofficialkanekibarbie]

[JJK OC] The oldest Jujutsu Family - The Shōgun Clan

“We, who have been at the forefront of the prosperity of this country before you nor I were born. You snatch from the people who helped you grow up what rightfully belongs to us; after being venerated and adored for so many years. We will be what we once were, we will get back what we once possessed. We will lead you to death with the sweet suffocation of our power [...]. All those who oppose us will die [...], those traitors who carry our holy blood.”

ORIGINS

How to explain the phenomena that occur to humanity has been a common issue worldwide, no matter the place or era. Plagues, diseases, hurricanes, storms, wars, negative emotions, curses, self-destruction… Who would lead humans to their salvation?

Performing rituals has been an activity that has existed forever as well, and it’s a way to thank or ask for forgiveness to those capricious Gods that look down at us with the teary eyes their laughter has provoked after playing with the nature they've created.

Those granted the attention of these powerful beings were adored and followed, considered people a step ahead of humanity and closer to divinities. Not messengers, but a connection.

The first human to claim to possess this divine grace was Agatamori Geikidenka, the first known sorcerer who lived close to what could be the region of Saitama nowadays in Japan, during the Kofun Era (around year 600).

Agatamori, who was able to see curses and exorcise them, decided to share his knowledge and power with everyone in the village he lived in, after discovering by accident how he exorcised a cursed spirit with what could be his own cursed energy. However, with time, he could confirm that he was part of the low number of people who could see those strange and menacing beings that haunted humanity. At that moment, where he lived, he was the only one who was able to use his cursed energy to exorcise.

The origins of how Agatamori awakened his powers are unknown, but the people who knew him said that the reason must be the illness that carried his wife and son that took their life, believing it was a price to pay for connecting with Gods. Others said it had to be with his characteristic fuschia eyes somehow.

Geikidenka's name began to spread further across the territory, something that made people get interested in living close to a savior. This mindset contributed to the growth and prosperity of his home village, to the point that he was able to remarry again; precisely, to a woman who could see curses, but she couldn’t use cursed energy. Both of them focused on helping their people until the very end.

Their offspring were granted their father’s power, and so, they followed their parents' steps as more and more people followed them. Generation after generation, the Geikidenka’s followed the wishes of their predecessors, becoming a well-known sorcerer family. At the same time, the number of sorcerers grew, and so, the Geikidenka family made sure to create bonds with those. They believed that the more sorcerers gathered together, the better for humanity’s salvation.

Cursed techniques became very valuable, as possessing one meant you were chosen by Gods to guide their human creations throughout their life and protect them from invisible monsters only those connected with Gods can see and kill; those people who could only see curses were considered a failed attempt to become a connection with deities.

And so, with more sorcerers coming up, one could start thinking and seeing that ones were more powerful than others, as well as the growing wide range of different cursed techniques these owned had their differences. This created a constant competition for power between sorcerers who desired and believed that sorcery needed rules and a ruler, where, in the end, every sorcerer joined that war, claiming that those who possessed more cursed energy and those with the most powerful cursed techniques were the Gods’ favorites and the ones who should rule over all sorcerers in the world.

This war was also the starting point of the discrepancies between the growing number of sorcerers, since not all of them shared anymore the same pure thoughts of their predecessors. Hierarchies seemed to grow in importance in the other sorcerer families, and a ranking system was being developed.

Why serve humanity, when they were clearly superior to them?

But those valuable cursed techniques in the user lasted the same as their lifespan, so, when they died, the cursed technique died with them. Just in extremely rare cases, their direct descendants would be able to inherit the cursed technique of the parents or ancestors, this meaning also that when a sorcerer died, there were no guarantees for their offspring to awaken any power.

In the case of the Geikidenka family, it seemed appealing how Agatamori’s cursed technique was passed down to younger generations without apparent issues and without noticeable changes either. However, when a female member of the Geikidenka family gave birth to children whose father possessed a cursed technique, the child would inherit the exact cursed technique of the father directly. On the other hand, if the father was a normal human, the child would inherit the mother’s technique, which was Agatamori’s.

This was the reason why the Geikidenka's ended up being considered to some extent the sorcerers of fertility, but not in the sense of the ability to give birth to many children, but for the fact that they were capable of conceiving new sorcerers with almost no failure rate.

REALIZATION

After many generations, the Geikidenka’s concluded:

Male Geikidenka family members who possessed Agatamori’s last name will originate an offspring who will inherit:

Agatamori’s cursed technique, when the mother of the child doesn’t possess a cursed technique. In case she possessed one, the chances are randomized.

Female Geikidenka family members who possessed Agatamori’s last name will give birth to children who will inherit:

Agatamori’s cursed technique, when the father of the child doesn’t possess a cursed technique.

The father’s cursed technique, when the father of the child possesses a cursed technique.

Agatamori’s cursed technique can’t merge with another cursed technique.

Said cursed technique didn’t have a name until generations later, and they named it Flow; it lets their users gather their cursed energy outside their body and give shape to it thanks to the ability to play with its state. This meant they had to master to an extent controlling the flow of their cursed energy if they wanted a decent usage of their technique.

Being the Geikidenka sorcerer clan fairly known due to their longevity regarding their existence, their cursed technique was known to many sorcerers, as well as these became acquainted with whatever strange ability Agatamori Geikidenka’s passed to his descendants, which soon would be named Heritage; a subtechnique originated from Flow.

These premises became the starting point of the growing interest of other sorcerers to engage a Geikidenka, preferably a female, mostly to keep their cursed technique and not let it die. If their offspring would be able to awaken the father’s cursed technique, it’ll be easier for him (or his family) to not make the same mistakes he did when he had to learn everything from scratch, alongside other positive traits that it could draw in.

Arranged marriages between female Flow users and sorcerers from outside the Geikidenka clan began to be requested, where a trade would be performed. The exchange included money, properties, special accessibilities to cursed objects or tools owned by the boyfriend… Whatever the Geikidenka’s deemed fair enough to accept the arranged marriage proposal.

These circumstances only made Agatamori’s clan grow in political power and wealth, something that pleased the members, delighted by how their influence was something to be respected. The thought of believing they were the key to the progression of humanity and their salvation began to spread inside the Geikidenka’s minds, flooding their mindset with egocentrism, greediness and a self-imposed pressure of needing to be at the top of sorcery itself because they thought they were the real chosen ones by Gods, since they felt they were the only ones that could be something close to them.

GROWTH

On the other side, Amaterasu herself granted the people of Japan a ruler born from her own blood, Jinmu Tennō, who would become the very first emperor of Japan. Fate decided that his descendants and Agatamori’s had to meet at some point in history, and this just created the most favorable event for the Geikidenka family of the time.

Tennō’s descendants understood that having the Geikidenka sorcerer clan by their side would be helpful for both, and the empire itself; the sorcerer’s influence, followers, and their ability to guide them alongside their administration, strategy, fighting, and diplomacy skills were exactly what the current emperor believed Japanese people needed to prosper.

And so, a vow was made between the emperor and the Geikidenka family, in which the latter would become the right hand of the ruler of Japan and would provide the empire with men for the army and women to serve them. In exchange, they will have the protection of the emperor and a say during important events that concern the people of Japan, apart from living a life full of luxuries.

In gratitude for such an enormous offer by the family that ruled Japan, the Geikidenka sorcerer clan changed their name to Shōgun, in which they demonstrated their total loyalty to the emperor to the point of changing the name of their ancestor to give rise to a new era for the empire.

While the emperor lived in what would be Tokyo in the future, Shōgun's lived in Saitama. Their estate became the main base for their family meetings and teachings, but continued to be a place to live if you chose to stay. However, if you were a female, that was going to be the place you’d live until you learned how to be a proper wife.

Indeed, after arranged marriages started to gain importance in the Shōgun clan due to the benefit it produced to the family and even more after the offer from the emperor, a large role difference gap appeared between male and female members. When male Shōgun’s took different zones from Japan to control, female members stayed at the estate where all were raised and educated in a subtly way with learned helplessness; their heads were bombed every day with ideas that were etched in their minds to the point where the subjugation was so normalized that none of them were capable of complaining or having their own thoughts.

They learned they were born to serve their husbands, and no one questioned if that was what they wanted to do with their lives or not.

Mothers, older sisters, and women who weren’t married yet were the ones in charge of the younger female members’ education, apart from trying to innovate in terms of the ability to serve their husbands or other male members. This is how female Shōgun’s added to their duty of being able to master the generation of reversed cursed energy with the only goal of healing.

Times of abundance, growth, and power awaited the members of the Shōgun sorcerer clan; the current head of the family shared part of his responsibilities with his brothers, so the arranged marriages’ deals were able to be carried out with better efficiency. If the deal benefited the clan, and the father approved it, the head of the family only had to check it and approve it as well. He didn’t have much of a say in there as long as the girls’ father or the majority of the important members of the clan were okay with it. However, the preferences were always a high grade sorcerer or a very influential non-sorcerer, since they believed average people wouldn’t possess anything that would awaken the interest of the Shōgun’s.

On the other hand, another duty of the male Shōgun members, apart from controlling different parts of Japan, serving the emperor in the army, and continuing their sorcery activities, was to find the best deal for an arranged marriage for their sisters. In terms of negotiating, one could choose between going to the brother of the girl or the father. Brothers always seemed to be the easy access, so other sorcerers were always interested in getting along with them when they wanted extra points if engaging one of their sisters was in their minds.

The one capable of making the best deals would most likely become the next head of the family, a deserved prize for demonstrating their great negotiating skills.

DOWNFALL

It was true that the only thing that linked the emperor’s family and the Shōgun’s was the vow where they promised loyalty and cooperation, but that was soon going to be over as a new bond was about to appear. It was the Heian Era now and the current emperor’s son, Gotoba, fell in love with a Shōgun girl, Tsubasa.

The Heian Era is also known as the Golden Era of Sorcery. Wars between sorcerers and cursed spirits became more and more frequent, reaching their climax during this period. The number of growing powerful sorcerers and cursed spirits alike only fed the disturbances.

That wouldn’t be a problem for the young couple to continue with the preparations for their engagement, though. Gotoba used to frequently visit the Shōgun’s estate, as he understood that it would be better if he spent time with Tsubasa at her home; they’d have plenty of time to live in the Imperial Palace.

However, the real problem there was that Tsubasa’s heart never opened for Gotoba; instead, she fell in love with a growing powerful sorcerer. While she lived at the Shōgun’s estate, she could sneak out of the place when no one watched and meet him, yet she knew the risks of her actions. Tsubasa couldn’t help it though, she had already given her heart to someone her family would never let her be with.

She didn’t want to dishonor her family or the empire, it was a terrible weight put on her shoulders just because the emperor’s son got obsessed with her.

What did she do to deserve this?

The Shōgun’s were plethoric with the engagement, even more when it was Gotoba the one interested and offered a lot of political power to the sorcerer clan, since from now on, they were gonna be related by blood. The greediness that was already infecting the Shōgun’s minds reached its most critical point when they realized they were about to become the most important people among sorcerers and non-sorcerers alike.

The engagement between Gotoba and Tsubasa had to occur, and they’d be sure no one would get in the way. And who would, though? At the moment a deal was being considered and accepted, there was no going back, there were no refunds. The girl in question had to leave to live with her future husband at some point, no matter her real feelings, no matter the environment she’d live in after leaving home.

When the future emperor believed he had spent enough time going to her, very egotistically he decided it was time for her to live in the Imperial Palace. And so, Tsubasa moved in with her fiancé, which made her meetings with her lover more complicated, to the point that they were minimal.

Gotoba wasn’t precisely a fool and knew something was going on when his future wife behaved so strange, as if she didn’t want to be there, often daydreaming, leaving the bed they shared many times at night, giving him sorrowful smiles, fake reassurances of her being completely fine…

Until he caught the lovers.

The tension between humans, sorcerers, and cursed spirits reached the point of breaking and a huge war arose. Gotoba, of course, led the forces of the empire, while Tsubasa was supposed to stay in the Imperial Palace…

She didn’t though.

She went to see her lover, worried about him, since she knew he was a powerful sorcerer and that he’d take an important and dangerous role in the war. What Tsubasa didn’t know was that the moment she’d run into his arms, Gotoba would be there to witness it.

Out of pure rage and fury, the future emperor, in disbelief when he saw his suspicions were real after all, took his sword and killed Tsubasa right after her lover was out of sight. Gotoba felt so miserable and deceived that his head got clouded with hatred and disgust at sharing a bed with such an unworthy woman. His bloodshot eyes didn’t allow him to see what he was doing, the state of her body after stabbing and cutting her multiple times was horrendous; blood was splattered everywhere and her body was mutilated.

How could she do this to him, the son of the emperor?

Between screams of pain, Tsubasa didn’t defend or heal herself though. She learned what fate had in store for her as a Shōgun, but she decided to play with it anyway. She knew she could never be with the person she wanted to be, that she could never choose what she wanted to do, or share her thoughts, she could never be taken into consideration, be treated like a person instead of something you could buy and sell… being alive was going to be a living nightmare for her anyway at this point.

And this was the result.

Her lover found what remained of her body, enough to recognize her, and he unleashed a big amount of negative emotions that seemed to cloud his mind as well, not realizing that his mixed with Gotoba’s, unfortunately, turned her into a Vengeful Cursed Spirit.

Ryōmen Sukuna died, and the war ended, but a new one between the imperial family and the Shōgun’s because of Tsubasa’s betrayal arose. Gotoba made sure to give her family the blade he used to kill his supposed future wife, as a way of breaking the vow they once made. The Shōgun sorcerer clan became the biggest traitor to the empire, and the first thing the emperor did was to strip them of all their luxuries and rights granted, apart from spreading a terribly bad reputation, being able to get them to lose followers and get other people to be against them.

This meant the downfall of the Shōgun clan, sinking deep into disgrace.

When Shōgun’s fell, three sorcerer families emerged that took their place in the world of sorcery, becoming the Three Great Families: The Gojō, Kamo, and Zen’in.

On the other hand, the Shōgun family, totally devastated after what happened, decided they were right to put all the blame on Tsubasa, the girl who sent them to Hell. Shōgun’s lost all reputation, reliability, money, and properties, reducing everything only to their estate, some cursed tools, and the blade that killed Tsubasa.

A great deal of inordinate hatred arose from the family towards the emperor and towards those who stopped following them, even beginning to doubt the loyalty of some of their own members, especially women. Ones decided to leave the state and start a new life somewhere else, but the majority stayed at the family estate, saving hatred because of such insolence, still in disbelief of how something like this could have happened to people like them.

Shōgun’s knew they didn’t deserve this, their place was at the top of the chain, not at the bottom.

They wouldn’t give up just this easily.

“We, who have been at the forefront of the prosperity of this country before you nor I were born. You snatch from the people who helped you grow up what rightfully belongs to us***; after being venerated and adored for so many years.*** We will be what we once were, we will get back what we once possessed. We will lead you to death with the sweet suffocation of our power [...]. All those who oppose us will die [...], those traitors who carry our holy blood.”

REBORN

The first thing they did was take Gotoba’s blade and consider it the starting point of their resurgence, forging a new weapon that would become the symbol and an eternal reminder for the family:

A scythe.

Soul Eater, a scythe forged using the same blade that killed Tsubasa Shōgun, symbolizing that you’ll find death if you go against the family’s wishes. It’s the most precious cursed tool of the clan nowadays, and it’s treated like a treasure.

The interest of engaging a female Shōgun by other sorcerers was still there, though it became a bit complicated at first, taking into account they were considered the biggest traitors to the empire. However, there was always someone whose cursed technique needed to be passed, and the Shōgun’s could play with that in their favor.

With generations, things seemed to have calmed down. Now sorcery was separated from the world of non-sorcerers to avoid anything similar to the war that occurred, and Shōguns were slowly growing in power and wealth again.

But that wasn’t enough.

The Three Great Families never considered the Shōgun’s a sorcerer family worthy of owning the title of Great, and their business only just made them being seen as a mere cattle production for other sorcerers’ to consume. They weren’t precisely respected, and their women were just a thing to use.

The situation seemed to improve in the present, yet they’ve not achieved their all time goal: becoming great again. However, if the clan itself couldn't be great, then making their members join the other clans and create bonds with them is going to give them what they want by force… just like Tsubasa was going to grant them if she had married Gotoba.

Now, Shōgun’s potential wasn’t something you could take easily, they’ve used to be at the top for a reason after all.

Being part of the most important people in the jujutsu world will always be their goal, their greediness is insatiable, and even more now that a prodigy was born into the family. With most of them being professional sorcerers, staying at the estate for administration, or working around the world as professional sorcerers and becoming well known, something that will never change is the best they’re at: finding a suitable husband for their female members.

One can’t just stop the supply when there is still a demand.

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