#shveris’ blue spring

[shveris]

my jjk headcanons, part 3

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part 1

part 2

part 4

satoru’s favorite color can only be seen with the six eyes. he’s tried explaining it to his peers multiple times but it just left him frustrated and everyone else very confused like “wdym you can see different colour spectrums????”

modern!au sukuna calls the number on missing animal posters, imitates the noise of the animal that’s missing and then hangs up (he does the same with missing children ones, too, if he’s feeling particularly unhinged)

modern!au yuuji has a letterboxd account and his reviews are the funniest shit you’ll ever read

he does the same with steam game reviews, too, and at some point dragged megumi and nobara into his shenanigans as well

first year suguru said “eat the rich” and satoru asked “why do you wanna eat me????” (shoko cried tears of laughter). this is how suguru found out satoru’s a nepo baby

adult satoru brings nanami cds and vinyls from emo/alt/rock bands as souvenirs whenever he has missions abroad. nanami keeps telling him to stop but the first thing he does when he arrives home is listen to them

nanami is also who megumi got his taste of music from since nanami babysat the fushiguro siblings some times when they were younger

cult leader suguru calls shoko whenever he gets a serious injury and asks her to come over and heal it (she gets there as fast as she can)

quitting smoking was very rough on shoko but babysitting the fushiguro siblings and studying for her medical license was a great distraction

modern!au choso doesn’t have the tattoo/mark over the bridge of his nose, instead it’s just a huge scar he got as a kid during some accident

megumi likes listening to rain sounds while falling asleep

satoru’s a little (read: huge) nerd. his bookshelves are filled with lectures and studies about physics and math theories, documentations of all kinds of natural sciences, he keeps up to date with everything in the field and even peeked into biographies of big science people

despite satoru and suguru being very cat-coded, shoko is actually more of a dog person (how does she put up with them? we’ll never know)

nobara regularly uses megumi and yuuji to test out her new nail polishes. she’d wipe it off for them after but at some point neither of them cared anymore so the boys just run around with colourful nails some times

when we see sukuna eat popcorn and drink soda during his fight with mahoraga, it’s because he saw yuuji eat/drink all those things while he was in satoru’s basement. he got curious and wanted to try himself but we saw how that ended

an addition to the hc above, sukuna also has forgotten the flavours and textures of all kinds of foods. modern era foods would really mess with his taste buds because heian period food wasn’t particularly known to be as flavourful as it is today + they didn’t really use oil back then. sukuna would certainly be insanely overwhelmed if given a modern meal

this is not really a headcanon but also not canon because gege never specified it: only cursed spirits can see sukuna’s tattoos. there’s several indications in both manga and anime that humans & shamans alike cannot see the tattoos (correct me if i’m wrong) but in season 2 jogo’s inner monologue proves that he can see them. i’d like to think it must be because he’s a cursed spirit, which means all cursed spirits (or high ranked ones) are able to see the marks

when satoru held yuuji in that basement for two months, yuuji taught him how to cook because “sensei, you’re an adult. how do you not know how to make tamagoyaki??? we can’t order takeout twice a day!” (yes yuuji, he can, he’s gojo fucking satoru, he has a black card and swims in money)

yuuji is good at every sports, even the ones he’s never played before

[shveris]

my jjk headcanons, part 2

part 1

part 3

part 4

if someone asks satoru for some change to buy snacks at the convenience store, he’ll give them a batch of ¥10.000 bills with the only request to get him some candy (shoko has been stealing money from him like this ever since their first year; rip toji he would’ve loved this)

current conversion rates (july ‘24): ¥10k ≈ $64 ≈ 58,50€

whenever yuuji passes out — from exhaustion, a punch to the face, blood loss, anything that’s not sleep sleep — he lands in sukuna’s domain. they argue &/ fight until yuuji wakes up again

satoru owns one of those password protected diaries that plays “oops! i did it again” by britney spears upon opening. he writes in it with colourful [glittery] gel pens, doodles the people he mentions in his entries, decorates the pages with stickers, etc.

megumi regularly buys treats and dog beds for his shikigami because he thinks they might feel lonely in his shadows (satoru actually started doing it first when he met the divine dogs for the first time)

toji needs reading glasses

satoru is immune to poisons and other toxins (insert traumatic childhood in which he got forced to endure all kinds of poisons etc. from the gojo clan). he says it’s really convenient in case someone tries to assassinate him with food (has happened a lot in his life already) or a cursed spirit has a CT that utilises them. shoko and suguru punched him for that statement

when they’re out in the city, model agency agents regularly try to recruit satoru, suguru and shoko

they tried the same with megumi too, at a later point in timeline — nobara shoos them off every time

the big bone structure we see in sukuna’s innate domain is yuuji’s ribcage

modern!au sukuita twins suck at school. yuuji’s only good subject is PE and sukuna’s is japanese

satoru can use the mental abacus technique (everyone is mortified whenever he does; no this is not a CT, it’s maths- no yuuta, you can’t copy th-)

modern!au sashisu live together and have no sense of privacy — shoko is taking a bath? well sucks to be her, satoru needs to pee; suguru is rubbing one off in the dead of night? well sucks to be him, shoko is drunk and needs to rant and he was stupid enough to leave his door unlocked; satoru has a migraine and is hanging over the toilet bowl, throwing up? well sucks to be him, suguru needs his help with his physics homework that’s due in 1 hour

megumi and nobara have a “if we’re still single by the age of 30, we’re marrying for financial purposes”-pact

sukuna is aroace

satoru hates drinking water. he says it tastes like nothing / it’s bland and boring and he, gojo satoru, cannot be drinking something so unworthy of him

yuuji really enjoys teas, he grew up drinking them with his grandpa

satoru can’t handle spicy food

nobara heavily dislikes anything slimy & rubbery, especially food (means she avoids seafood by default but she also doesn’t like it because “the smell is not lady-like”)

[shveris]

how jjk characters would solve the trolley problem

canon abilities and modern!au

the order of actions and what the characters do is not random

if it's not stated they walk away after calling an ambulance, they stay with the people and try to assure them that everything's gonna be okay

manga spoilers

this is just how i would think they would react

satoru

canon: destroys trolley, calls someone to take care of the people, teleports away

modern!au: doesn’t really care but suguru makes him choose the track with one person because “morals bla bla bla”, walks away, forgets to call an ambulance which suguru scolds him for

suguru

canon: saves sorcerers and walks away

modern!au: picks the track with one person, calls an ambulance

shoko

canon: picks the track with one person, heals them after, fails cutting the ropes so she calls someone to take care of it, walks away

modern!au: calls an ambulance, picks the track with one person

toji

canon: walks away

modern!au: walks away

nanami

canon: destroys the trolley, frees everyone

modern!au: picks the track with one person, tries cutting the ropes for them but fails, calls an ambulance, helps everyone else after

haibara

canon: we don’t know what his CT is but he would pick the track with one person and cuts their ropes so they can escape in time, helps everyone else after

modern!au: panics but picks the track with one person, helps everyone else, calls an ambulance while crying

takuma

canon: destroys trolley, helps everyone after

modern!au: picks the track with one person, calls an ambulance, depressed for a few weeks

yuuji

canon (pre shinjuku showdown): picks up trolley and throws it away, helps everyone after

canon (post shinjuku showdown): destroys the trolley, cuts everyone’s ropes with his CT

modern!au: tries stopping the trolley with brute force, somehow succeeds, frees everyone after

megumi

canon: swallows everyone on the tracks with his shadow, waits for the trolley to drive past and releases them (the trolley is too heavy in comparison to 6 people, else he would’ve taken that one in)

modern!au: calls an ambulance, picks the track with one person, helps everyone else after

nobara

canon: destroys the trolley, helps everyone after, scolds everyone for being stupid

modern!au: calls an ambulance, picks the track with one person, scolds everyone for being stupid

maki

canon (without heavenly restrictions): quickly cuts everyone's ropes so they can escape

canon (with heavenly restrictions): destroys the trolley, calls an ambulance

modern!au: calls an ambulance, picks the track with one person, walks away

panda

canon: punches trolley off the rails, helps everyone after

modern!au: calls an ambulance, picks the track with one person, tries cheering everyone up and fails

toge

canon: uses "stop" on the trolley, frees everyone after

modern!au: calls an ambulance, picks the track with one person

yuuta

canon: asks rika to take care of the trolley while he frees everyone

modern!au: panics, picks the track with one person, almost forgets to call an ambulance

sukuna

canon: kills everyone

modern!au: finds a way to make the trolley drift back so it kills everyone

uraume

canon: walks away

modern!au: records it for sukuna, walks away

kashimo

canon: destroys the trolley, accidentally fries everyone on the tracks

modern!au: doesn't really care but picks the track with one person, kinda lost after, calls ambulance

choso

canon: destroys trolley because "that's what yuuji would've wanted", forgets to free the people which yuuji scold him for

modern!au: picks the track with one person, calls yuuji, yuuji goes "wtf call an ambulance?!", calls an ambulance

yuki

canon: destroys the trolley, helps everyone after

modern!au: tries stopping the trolley with brute force, somehow succeeds, frees everyone after

hakari

canon: destroys trolley, calls someone to take care of the people

modern!au: picks the track with one person, succeeds in getting rid of the ropes somehow before the trolley kills them, calls someone to take care of everyone else

kirara

canon: marks herself, runs in front of the trolley, marks it as well and trolley gets repelled backwards immediately, calls someone (read: hakari) to help the people on the tracks

modern!au: panics, picks the track with one person, tries calling an ambulance but panics even more on the phone kirara: THERE'S PEOPLE ON THE TRAIN TRACKS AND THEY NEED HELP call operator: slow down, what train tracks? kirara: I DON'T KNOW BUT SOMEONE DIED call operator: WHAT!? kirara: JUST SEND SOMEONE call operator: SEND THEM WHERE?! WHERE ARE YOU?! kirara: HOW SHOULD I KNOW?!

mahito

canon: picks the track with the most people, taunts everyone, sits back and watches, takes in the singular person for his collection, walks away

modern!au: picks the track with the most people, taunts everyone, sits back and watches, walks away

kenjaku

canon: genuinely finds the ethical dilemma interesting, walks away while thinking about how to utilize something like that against future opponents who have a strong moral compass

modern!au: genuinely finds the ethical dilemma interesting, walks away

jogo

canon: arson and homicide

modern!au: walks away

hanami

canon: destroys trolley and kills everyone

modern!au: holds a speech about how it's their own fault and getting killed by one of the things that's destroying the planet is karma, walks away

okay this was fun and tickled my brain

did i forget anyone?

[shveris]

yuuji, barging into sukuna office: movie day, tomorrow, star wars in chronological order, including the animated se-

sukuna: i have a dentist appointment

yuuji:

sukuna: that i’m going to make. now.

[shveris]

my jjk headcanons, part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

toji would be the type of dad to sob pathetically when megumi gifts him a drawing for father’s day and responds with “no i’m just allergic to genuineness” when meg asks him if he’s crying

gojo “megumi, i don’t need to use my six eyes to look through you and see your daddy issues” satorou

satorou would probably one day give in to suguru’s constant “you should get a piercing” and lets shoko do it (after hyping himself up for hours). he settles on a septum because it’s easy to hide since he doesn’t have the nerves for an argument with his grandparents

modern au sukuna who got his tattoos on his face and body and allat but they only show under UV light, he’d look so fucking cool in clubs

after taking in the fushiguro siblings, satorou some times made nanami watch over megumi and tsumiki when he got too busy with missions. he’s who tsumiki got her directness from and megumi his distaste for satorou’s antics

suguru would be the type of guy to have snake bites but due to high stress levels and anxiety he ends up biting through the plastic every few weeks (his piercer looks baffled every time he comes back for replacements)

satorou has visual synesthesia which helps him greatly in combination with his thermal vision that he has due to his six eyes

shoko has no idea how to pierce properly but she keeps doing them (mainly for suguru) because she can just use her CT to immediately heal the wound, skipping the usual 6-10 weeks of waiting time

suguru made it a habit to always carry around some gum with him so he can clear away the taste of tobacco on his tongue (satorou refuses to kiss him otherwise)

yuuji is a great cook and the day sukuna noticed that, he kept bugging him about how he should prepare him some human meat dishes

sukuna is scared suspicious of microwaves

some nights, satorou starts floating in his bed when he sleeps, which he rarely does but you get the point

[shveris]

collage au with toji, sukuna and satoru living together and it’s surprisingly clean and well kept.

mention of emotional & physical abuse from family members and trauma

toji is the most messy out of the three but sukuna hates dirt so when he finds it he cleans it. satoru is a perfectionist who grew up in a tidy mansion so he always has the need and urge to keep his new environment just as clean — he feels very uncomfortable and restless otherwise.

they fuck around once in a while (yes, literal fucking) but it’s mainly because none of them have the actual mental to have proper relationships and despite satoru’s very extroverted behaviour, he actually hates touching people. he thinks they’re dirty, unsanitary, because he doesn’t know how they live and what their hands and clothes have been touching.

sukuna is clean though, he knows because he regularly buys those very expensive bodywashes and puts all their underwear into another cycle just after the first one is done.

toji is clean since he is kinda trained to adapt to his environment. he eventually even stops punching sukuna when he tries to put lotion on his very dry face after a scorching hot shower and he starts washing his hands when he comes home.

they don’t talk about how all of them have sex with each other at least twice a week — trice, if there’s exam stress — and usually the apartment is filled with bickering.

“six, you told me you’d send me that fucking report an hour ago.” satoru just stares at toji in his doorway and clicks his tongue because, yes, he completely forgot.

“have some fucking manners, dude”, he snaps back but sends him the report. they got thrown into this group project for three months with this emo named choso and a guy named ino, not that any of them gave a fuck. they were just laughing at sukuna because he was stuck with four women staring down at him.

there’re also regular outbursts of sukuna throwing items around — at satoru and toji as well — because he feels threatened. by what? they don’t know. they don’t ask. they just go with it and make a game out of it.

“if one of you hits my face i will actually chop your dicks off” is usually what satoru enters the living room with but when the tv remote slams into his jaw ten minutes later, he can’t help but laugh menacingly and throws himself onto the culprit elbow first.

their evenings are filled with study sessions (sukuna and satoru take their academics very serious and toji is just sitting there because he enjoys watching their facial expressions contort into frustrated confusion), playing video games, sex, uno that almost always ends up with sukuna and toji trying to kill each other, bad horror movies that make sukuna hungry, and some times they’re actually peacefully talking with each other until satoru falls asleep.

almost everyone on campus thinks they are dating and neither of them have an issue with that rumor (“it keeps the weird chicks away” sukuna had said and toji rolled his eyes). they don’t even act like couples, more like competitive boxers with too much testosterone (shoko’s words).

even with sukuna’s constant berates, insults and slurs, he loves cooking and always looks for a chance to brag about it to satoru.

“i bet your private chefs at home ain’t shit in comparison to me” or “the michelin chefs your parents are friends with can only wish to be at my level” or “this is my first time cooking this recipe and i fucking rocked it”

toji doesn’t mind at all, he loves all kinds of food, he’s the opposite of picky. whenever there’s something on satoru’s plate that he doesn’t like, he gives it to toji who will happily eat it for him.

sukuna even makes an effort to learn the recipes to his roommate’s favourite foods, perfects them in a few weeks. making mochi was probably way too much effort but he feels very proud whenever satoru brightens up upon eating the sweet treats. he’s glad toji is on the easier side of all this, the man loves chinese food a lot; dumplings, egg drop soup, lamb skewers and some simple noodle dishes.

toji doesn’t look like it but he enjoys the other two men’s company a lot. they never judge him for who he is, they never expect him to be a certain way, and not once did they ask why on some nights he comes home covered in blood. they just tell him to clean up properly and throw his clothes into the washer for three circles. they don’t ask him why he has that scar on his lips or nag him about that massive one that wraps around the left side of his body.

satoru is curious, his eyes speak volumes, but he never says nothing about it and just traces the tissue with his fingertips after sex. sukuna doesn’t even seem to acknowledge it at all, ignores it almost, but he always tells him to apply more lotion to it after scorching showers together.

grocery runs with them are always a complete mess; satoru only has eyes for sweets, toji grabs the next best instant ramen from the shelves, sukuna is constantly scolding them for not eating more healthy, says both of them would have vitamin deficiency if it weren’t for him.

he absolutely hates going out with them to the store but it’s necessary in a way. it’s a way of bonding, they get to buy everything they need once a week and then don’t have to go there for another seven days, and it makes cooking plans easier — and satoru is there to pay because he’s rich and the other two ain’t.

they also always end up buying a few packs of condoms and lube, much to the cashier’s horrors upon reading “extra large” and “strawberry flavoured”

sukuna and toji are rough, absolutely and utterly wild. satoru often calls sukuna an animal with no other instincts than to bite and breed and tear him inside out whereas toji just always knows how and when to abuse his prostate in the weirdest positions — satoru now has to stretch everyday to keep his limbs flexible.

when toji and sukuna fuck, the bedroom turns into a warzone. there’s bite and scratch marks everywhere on their bodies and when sukuna finally gives in and bottoms, neither of them actually make an effort to stretch him. never goes well. sukuna actually cries but he loves pain so it’s okay because satoru gives toji a really big scolding after and then both of them try to somewhat take care of him.

which also never goes well because all three of them never had good experiences with physical touch, nor do they know how to take care of someone else or themselves.

toji was barely holding himself together after graduation high school, having started some heavy drugs when he was sixteen and he never really grew out of it for years because of his fucked up family or his even more fucked up friends.

satoru was homeschooled, had no friends, didn’t know anyone his age — he had no concept of social life, of interpersonal relationships, pop culture. his face never showed any emotions because he just didn’t feel nothing, he felt hollow. nothing in his life brought him joy. his own mother barely paid any attention to him and when she did, there was nothing but hatred in her words.

sukuna grew up with a mother that had fun torturing him, may it be emotionally or physically. when he was younger, still an only child and his father too busy with work, she’s used him to press out her cigarettes, told him to stay still and then watched his face with great interest. there’s a long list of things that he had to endure and he hates remembering it.

they don’t know how they found each other.

i will deffo write more for this au bc i miss toji and satoru terribly

[shveris]

incorrect quotes collection, part 3

today i bring you: things that definitely happened in the canon (trust me i'm gege's pc)

part 1 part 2

megumi: any room can be a panic room if you’d just give me a fucking second

sukuna, during the heian period: i was born for politics. i have great hair and i love lying

noritoshi: poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses

miwa: this katana is actually a magic wand

momo: meet me in the inageya parking lot for a wizard duel

mai: *cocks gun* magic missile

kokichi: what the fuck is wrong with you people

yuuji: do you guys hear something?

sukuna: i hear the sound of you shutting the fuck up

satoru: what does 'take out' mean?

shoko: murder

haibara: dating

nanami: food

suguru: it can mean all three if you’re not a coward

shoko, on the phone with suguru: they’re in the kitchen again

satoru, in the background: “beat 3 eggs”… in what? hand to hand combat?

haibara, in the background: must be since nanami banned technique usage in the kitchen last thursday, remember?

suguru: gET THEM OUT OF THERE

megumi: goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out yuuji’s birthday invitations

maki: well, what are they supposed to say

megumi: “yuuji’s birthday”

panda: what do they say instead?

megumi: “yuuji's bi”

toge:

nobara: works out either way

sukuna: do you prefer gendered terms?

yuuji: i guess so

sukuna: fuck you

yuuji: where was the gendered term?

sukuna: in your mom

yuuji:

yuuji: my mom got dicked down by your twin which you ate in the womb

sukuna:

satoru: goodness me, it’s the perfect day for our hiking trip! bless mother nature

megumi, out of breath: mother nature is a WHORE

yuuji: what’s up guys? i’m back

megumi: what the- you can’t be here. you’re dead. i literally saw you die

sukuna: death is a social construct

satoru: died and came back as a cowboy, i call that reintarnation

nobara: wow, i don’t even get the joke but it sounds funny

megumi: that’s nOT. THE. FUCKING. POINT.

nobara: what the fuck yuuji, what are you doing here!?

yuuji: i missed you guys!

megumi: you just survived a car crash

nobara: the doctors said you have internal bleeding

yuuji: yeah, and? isn’t that where blood’s supposed to be?

megumi: i need to sit down…

these two are how yuuji's comeback should've went...

shoko: yeah, i'll smoke a joint tonight, but let's not get too crazy

*4 hours forward to shoko, suguru and satoru getting arrested for blocking the main road in large traffic cone costumes*

nobara: the only thing i'm guilty of is being gorgeous… and also assault with a hammer

satoru, on the night of the war delcaration: suguru, i’m sorry. i can’t keep seeing you anymore

suguru: no shit, you’re always wearing that blindfold

satoru: suguru… no…

nanami: gojo, we have a problem

satoru: what, the fire?

nanami: no, the- wait, what fire?

satoru: oh forget about it, this sounds more interesting

shoko: that was a joke. say ha

nanami: ha

shoko: now do it again

nanami: ha

shoko: congratulations, you are officially the life of the party

satoru: i would let you ruin my life

suguru: sorry, i’m busy ruining my own. you’ll have to wait

satoru, turning to suguru: my dick stopped breathing. it’s in desperate need of cpr

suguru: you’re in desperate need of a beating

shoko: or a lobotomy

suguru: both

shoko: if the beating is hard enough, it’ll count as a lobotomy

satoru: i always knew you guys were homophobic

satoru: none of those words are in the bible

shoko: psalm 119:105. “and jesus said unto his followers, should a manlet incel attempt to mansplain the blockchain to a girlboss, may she waste his time and yassify his blorbos”

suguru: he did not fucking say that

megumi: i taught my dog a new trick *throws ball* fetch!

dog: *just stands there*

noabara: he didn’t do it

megumi: that's because i taught him to ignore social conventions and think for himself

suguru: i’d kill someone if you asked me to

satoru: i’m pretty sure you’d kill someone even if i didn’t ask you to

megumi: if bees can be fish and boys can be girls, then why did my dad sell me to the zen'in clan?

nobara: i thought i was going to have to yell at you, but now i think i should hug you

sukuna, on yuuji's cheek: the real secret to immortality? not dying. you want to be immortal? okay, that’s easy. just don’t die. that’s it. refuse to die. there you go.

yuuji: but how-

sukuna, ignoring him: “but how” you may ask. well, easy. just don’t do it. refuse to. say “no, fuck you”

nobara: i'm not creepy

nobara: i'm petty

nobara: there's a difference, ya know

waiter: what would you like?

yuuji: a milkshake with two straws

megumi: *blushes*

yuuji: *puts both straws in his mouth* watch how fast i can drink this!

haibara: ieri-san, is that my mug you’re drinking out of?

shoko: no, it’s mine

haibara: it… looks just like the one i have…

shoko: you don’t have one like this anymore

megumi: i'm a witch. i mixed some herbs and crystals together and now all my shikigami know the f-word

nobara: which one?

megumi: what do you mean?

nobara: there's more than one f-word

yuuji, entring the room: you talkin' 'bout faggots?

megumi: why would we talk about cigarettes?

sukuna: i'll offer you some friendly advice-

yuuji: i don't want your advice

sukuna: well, then consider it unfriendly advice

jjk manga ends in 30 days which means i'm gonna nap on the highway after that last chapter drops :muscle:

[shveris]

satosugu, one bed trope but reversed (too many beds)

the both of them got used to sharing tiny spaces when on missions, especially when they’d nap on the train with heads on shoulders, some times on a bench or couch if possible.

suguru had long stopped complaining about his best friend having no sense of personal space as satorou just simply didn’t care.

so here they were, after a long long time of travelling around, at a hotel that only had a four people room left for them.

of course they took it, it’d be stupid not to. suguru’d been keeping track of the hours they managed to sleep for the past five days and they didn’t even accumulate to seven.

when they opened the door with their card, a spacious room with four beds greeted them.

it took them a while to get cleaned and changed, exhaustion nagging at their bones like hungry dogs.

then came the question of who where, something so stupidly unnecessary, suguru almost laid down on the floor to pass out for the next 48 hours.

satorou then ended up taking the bed at the window, saying he needed fresh air throughout the night, and suguru decided on the bed opposite of him because it had the phone to the reception on the nightstand.

and as tired as both of them were, as exhausted and drained, neither of them managed to catch sleep for the first two hours. suguru could hear his best friend rolling around restlessly, blanket rustling too loud.

he suppressed a sigh when the display of his phone said 2:09am before he tried wrapping himself up more. the bed was too cold.

his own body was seemingly not enough to keep him warm anymore and the blanket was definitely not the issue. it was heavy and thick, smelling of hotel laundry detergent and dust.

maybe there was a curse somewhere nearby that caused this restlessness? no, satorou would’ve long said something about it and then made it his own personal vendetta to eradicate the thing.

but something just felt so incredibly wrong, as if he forgot something important.

the raven racked his mind, tried searching his thoughts before ultimately giving up.

he was just so tired, all he wanted — and desperately needed — was some good sleep.

he heard satorou’s blankets rustle again before footsteps approached his bed.

suguru propped himself up with his elbows, squinting his eyes as he looked at his best friend’s silhouette.

“move over.”

without leaving any room to argue, satorou lifted up his blanket and made himself comfortable on suguru — because the mattress wasn’t wide enough to fit both of them next to each other properly.

the raven was rendered speechless and just let the other grab his arms, rearrange them to hug his waist loosely.

“this is so much better”, satorou sighed, warm breath against suguru’s collarbone, snuggling himself impossibly closer to the warm body beneath him.

suguru wanted to say something, anything, but he found himself liking the situation too much to complain about it.

satorou’s sugary scent was familiar, it was comforting; his warmth felt welcoming; the steady heartbeat against his chest calmed down his own like nothing else ever could; the firm blanket that was limitless embraced their bodies as if it was tailored just for them.

both of them fell asleep promptly, with limbs entangled and souls binding.

[shveris]

my jjk headcanons, part 4

some of these can be seen as modern!au AND canon universe things

part 1

part 2

part 3

when yuuji cries, it rains blood/red water (???) in sukuna’s inner domain

shoko can handle human bodies without issues but animal bodies? she tears up every time without fail

languages satoru is fluent in, besides japanese: english, korean, mandarin. he can also hold simple conversations in spanish, portuguese, italian, german, russian and ukrainian. he’s not sure if he should give french a try (because 1. it sounds awful, 2. it’s a difficult language, 3. he’s made too many “i hate the french” jokes and he’d feel low-key embarrassed if he ends up speaking it)

in addition to the hc above, satoru also regularly gets really confused about kanji & hanzi (iykyk, someone please end my suffering)

modern!au yuuji uploads song covers on niconico & youtube because gege said yuuji has the best singing voice + it’s canon that he likes to sing. his most popular uploads are deep coma, overdose, odoriko and asu no yozora shoukaihan

click the song names to get redirected to youtube in case you don’t know any of these

he’s an awful rapper though so whenever there’s rap parts, he makes sukuna record them since their voices sound almost the same

megumi cannot sleep unless it’s completely and utterly dark in his room. no LEDs, no lights coming through his blinds, no nothing. when he gets fed up with all the light sources, he just disappears into his shadow and sleeps in there

modern!au satoru can play a dozen of instruments (canon satoru can’t because his clan deemed learning those things as unnecessary for the holder of the six eyes)

modern!au sukuna would make those “cooking because murder is illegal” tiktoks

it’s a coping mechanism he copied from his twin because yuuji bakes when he’s in a bad mind space

suguru keeps a plethora of house plants and they’re all thriving (his place looks like a jungle)

satoru names his pets & suguru’s most used cursed spirits after characters from his fav movies & shows (click here for a more detailed post i did for this a while back)

sukuna can take control over yuuji's reflections and shadows (non-shamans can’t see it though)

sukuita twins in modern!au would be the same height until they hit 12 — sukuna gets a growth spurt because he eats his veggies. around 17 yuuji’s suddenly taller than him and he’s just “????!!!!”

adding onto that (cuz i love twins!au): sukuna buys lots of kirby merch because it reminds him of yuuji — he would never loudly admit it though. he just puts it in yuuji’s room and doesn’t talk about it ever

suguru has lots of things twice because shoko and satoru tend to accidentally buy him the same things for his birthday

shoko knows how to play the ukulele. it started out as a joke but she’s actually really good at it. she rickrolls people when asked to play something

modern!au sashisu would be like the plastics but they actually genuinely like each other and just dislike everyone else

suguru and shoko used to roll their cigs (it’s cheaper) until they befriended satoru. he uses his family’s assets very well by financing all their nicotine addictions

satoru only smokes cigs with those balls inside the filter — you have to break them before smoking — because they taste sweet(er). he dislikes the ones with menthol though

[shveris]

satorou was a walking encyclopaedia. it was awful. unbearable. suguru just wanted to take off his shirt and stuff it into his mouth so he’d shut up.

he damned that smart mind of his boyfriend, all the education he got shoved into his brain by private tutors, the amounts of documentaries he’d some times watched with him because the cheap horror flicks got too repetitive.

suguru frowned, eyes trained on the girl next to the white-haired.

“yeah so like, you can’t even tell they have two dicks since they look like another pair of fins!” satorou excitedly pointed at the shark swimming past them — he told them what kind of shark earlier but suguru couldn’t care less so he already forgot. he could hear riko gasp and imagine the partly amazed, partly disgusted expression on her blue-tinted face.

“damn, i think one is enough. having two is just wild”, she mumbled, clearly still processing the three minute tangent satorou had about shark genitalia.

“you think that’s wild? lemme tell you about hyenas-“, suguru quickly jabbed his boyfriend’s side, making the boy yelp.

“we’re in an aquarium, darling, how about we keep it to this area?” he put on a threatening smile, one that had his eyes closed, and satorou clicked his tongue: “yeah, yeah, okay.”

riko did not want to ask.

hidden inventory arc if gege took their meds

[shveris]

“the moon looks beautiful tonight” one might’ve said. it shone softly on his skin, warm and welcoming, almost as if trying to bring him comfort.

yuuji wasn’t fond of silence. he’d always been a bubbly child, a loud teenager, an outspoken weapon with a sharp edge between each sentence — a blade he only recently chose to wield.

he let he gaze wander, searching even though he knew there was nothing left to be found. the ground to his feet was covered in red puddles, crimson-dyed dirt, bone splinters, shattered wood.

gone.

he was gone.

gojo. kashimo. higuruma. choso.

“sukuna?”

he was gone; he left yuuji empty; ripped their souls apart; crawled out of his heart.

yuuji had never seen the moon in sukuna’s innate domain, didn’t even know it existed in this fucked up liminal space constructed out of his own ribcage and the king’s never-ending lust for carnage.

was this his way of telling yuuji “the moon looks beautiful tonight”?

i fucking hate this manga so much, akutami gege you ruined my life

[shveris]

au idea in which satoru and shoko get suguru an emotional support cat after the whole riko-toji situation because neither of them have the time to be there for him properly (satoru with missions and shoko with med student studies).

but suguru absolutely hates cats, which both of them were aware of but they knew he wouldn’t find the energy to crawl out of bed or even leave the room for walks for a dog. so a cat it was.

the first week is just him constantly complaining about the kitten being everywhere in his space, saying it’s just like satoru in that regard (satoru pouts at that) but he doesn’t have the heart to bring the cat back to the shelter — “i would look like a heartless asshole” he said and his best friends almost replied with “you kinda are.”

after two weeks, the cat starts following suguru around obediently, almost like a dog, and sits on his shoulder when he has the energy to cook, like a parrot. they decide to not comment on it because suguru seems to be actually doing better.

in all honesty, shoko and satoru didn’t know if their friend would be able to take care of another living being if he couldn’t even maintain himself properly. they were relieved to see that learning how to take care of an animal, paying attention to them, going through trial and error multiple times, did actually help suguru to fall back into his old routine again. when the cat ate, he ate; when the cat slept, he slept; when the cat was busy cleaning its fur, he took a shower; when the cat was busy playing with itself, suguru found himself enjoying books again.

he talks with the cat when he feels alone and he doesn’t have to worry about getting judged for his opinions, spilling out all the somber thoughts he’s been harbouring to this little unaware and very fluffy creature. it just stares at him with wide eyes while playing with his fingers while he talks about genocide and his deep hatred for non-shamans.

while the cat grows in size, suguru’s fondness for it does as well. he stops being irritated when the little fur ball decides to bounce on him during the night — when his thoughts wander off into dark and very horrible territory — because it helps him snap back into reality. he entertains the cat with one of the hundreds of toys satoru brought him until they both pass out from exhaustion.

when he cries or thinks about just ending everything, the cat is always there to comfort him with purrs, never once upset about getting pressed into his chest like a stuffed toy. it helps, it’s nice, he feels listened to without having to deal with the repercussions or the effects of his words if there’d be an actual human being lending him their ears.

it’s freeing.

when summer is nearing its end months later, suguru doesn’t burn down a village and kills 112 people. he simply takes the twins back to school and hurriedly walks to his room to tell the cat — which always waits for him on the pillow of his bed — all about those horrible human souls he’d just had the pleasure of dealing with.

“why are humans so stupid, non-shamans in particular? those two are just children, you know? i wish i could’ve just explained those assholes how jujutsu works but i’m glad yaga-sensei is dealing with their bullcrap right now. i think if i’d have to look at their faces for one more second, i would’ve gone on a murder spree… i guess it’s good i didn’t though, who would take care of you then, hm? surely not satoru, he can barely take care of himself. he’s been so busy, i rarely see him nowadays… i don’t think he’s slept at all for the past weeks. and don’t even get me started on shoko, she’s either studying in the mortuary, drinking herself to death, smoking her stress away or all of those at the same time.”

the cat purrs because suguru’s chest vibrates with every word. suguru cries.

the cat loves him for who he is, unconditionally, unaware of the horrors outside the school campus. it’s there for him, always, eager to accept or give attention when suguru’s on college grounds. suguru’s actions and thoughts don’t matter, all that does is the love he shows for the cat and it happily gives him some of it back.

hi hello i hate gege and love & miss sashisu terribly ):

[shveris]

i think satoru would name his pets (as well as suguru’s cursed spirits) after characters from his favourite movies & shows

the brown main coon he adopted after high school, one with skittish personality and excellent hunting skills, he named “ripley” (shoko and suguru had seen all the alien movies with him one too many times)

the doberman satoru had found in an abandoned place during one of his missions easily earned the title of “darth vader”, much to his friend’s dismay

the cat distribution system struck him one day with a fiercely orange cat which he immediately named “matt”, even though he wasn’t a big fan of the character but more of greymon

the two goldfish shoko and him caught during a tanabata festival got the names “regina” and “karen” but they had yet to make suguru watch mean girls with them

and even though suguru had ‘named’ his spirits — more or less, if one would count the literal description of them as names, such as just yelling “rainbow dragon!” (“kōryō!”) —, satoru couldn’t stop giving each of his favourite ones ‘cuter’ names

so kōryō quickly became “rayquaza” or short: “ray”

the stingray they most frequently used to travel around with diligently listened to “yoshi”, even if it was pink instead of green

“suna” (sand) was the name given to the huge worm since suguru’s recent obsession with the dune novels, which he rambled about quite a lot to his friends

drinking game: take a shot every time you read “name”

[shveris]

sukuita, modern au with no sorcery, smoking 🍃 while fucking

warnings: drugs, cigarettes, incest, underage

“wow, you actually cannot be serious.”

honeyed eyes squinted at dark brown ones and there’s the idea of smashing a head in with the physics book on the table.

“‘fuck’s that s’pposed to mean?”, yuuji leaned back in his chair, the wood pressing against his spine uncomfortably, “you knew exactly what you left me here with.” ‘what’ being the project they were assigned to do and ‘you’ being his usual ungrateful relative of a twin.

sukuna responded with a grunt, signalling his annoyance, before he finally sat himself down opposite of his brother. he put his cigarette back between his lips so his hands were free to grab yuuji’s ipad. the screen showed his notes program and a page that was far too empty for something due to the next day.

he took a hit from his cancer stick, blew out the smoke — right into yuuji’s face because of course he would — and proceed to flip over the open physics book with his other hand as well: “i knew you’re stupid but this truly is a new high.”

“me? the stupid one?”, yuuji snorted, “if i wouldn’t know better i’d say you’re the stupid twin, the way you left me to do all the work as if you didn’t even know where to start yourself.” sukuna shot his leg forward, an attempt at kicking his twin in the shin, but yuuji could read him like the back of his hand and had already retracted his limbs.

“you act like a brat, are you sure you’re my age?”

yuuji rolled his eyes and accepted the cigarette as sukuna began scribbling away on his ipad screen. their grandfather would rip their heads off if he knew they were smoking inside the house and their older brother would slap sukuna to sunday and back if he saw the twin enabling yuuji to smoke.

“you shoulda left some of those amazing brain cells of yours for me in the womb, ya know?” yuuji’s words were laced in smoke, his tongue coated with the bitterness of tobacco, and sukuna huffed in amusement.

“at least you’re admitting i’m smarter than you”, he mumbled, eyes darting between the open pages of the book and the messy notes in front of him. focus was a good look on him, the honeyed one decided.

yuuji finished the cigarette while he watched his twin research the variability of mass and how some stupid ‘drive a car into a wall’ example could prove shit — not that he cared.

he stretched his arms and legs, thinking he was probably looking like a starfish, sighed in satisfaction, and pushed his chair back while getting up.

“wha’do you wanna eat?”, he asked as he walked to assess their fridge and cabinets. they would need to grab groceries tomorrow after school, preferably before sundown.

“dunno, udon?” yuuji hummed and grabbed everything to prepare the dish, mindful to add more spices to his twin’s portion.

their days and weeks and months would pass like this, with their grandfather six feet under in a family grave, and their brother on never-ending business trips for a job he didn’t like but took to provide for his little brothers.

two brothers who probably shouldn’t be having each other’s tongues in their mouths, one pressed against the counter of the kitchen, utensils scattered across;

two brothers who were too eager to stumble to the nearby couch, hands gripping at the hems of their clothes, lips exploring every inch of free skin.

“physics gets you horny, seriously?”, yuuji couldn’t help his chuckle when his twin pulled him down to sit on his hips, dick hard and pushing between plump cheeks.

“your cute ass acting like a whole husband got me horny, fucking idiot.” the honeyed smiled when their lips crashed together, happily taking in his brother’s compliments.

sukuna glumly removed one of his hands from yuuji’s tights to dig in between the cushions of the couch, searching for a familiar bottle of emergency lube they’d stored (read: forgotten) after their last fuck on it.

yuuji moaned into sukuna’s mouth when he felt his twin’s dripping fingers open him up keenly, obviously desperate to get his dick inside as fast as he could — not that he’d blame him.

groans and whimpers echoed back into their ears with each skilled movement of sukuna’s wrist, the sound of slick and skin on skin accompanying yuuji’s voice beautifully. sukuna could listen to this the whole day and never get tired of it.

“you’re gonna look so pretty when you ride me”, sukuna whispered, lubing up his cock with a graceful amount, and a smirk tugged at the corners of his lips when yuuji just hummed in agreement. he grabbed his twin by his waist, guiding him up a little before letting out a hiss as yuuji grabbed his dick to line him up with himself.

“urghh, fuck”, yuuji’s loud groan almost tuned out the moan that slipped from his twin’s chest. the honeyed continued lowering himself and sukuna let his left arm slide down, too focused on yuuji’s blush and blown pupils — and suddenly, he got reminded of something. he let his hand wander lower until he grazed the fabric of his cargo pants that were dropped onto the floor earlier and searched for the thigh pocket that contained his malboro.

yuuji, too focused on getting every bit of his brother’s dick into himself, didn’t notice sukuna fumbling with the red cigarette pack. the click of a lighter finally caught his attention and he let out a loud laugh: “is my ass that bad?”

sukuna grinned after blowing out the smoke, the joint in his hand being offered to yuuji’s lips.

“nah, just figured we could double the fun.” dark eyes watched as yuuji took a deep hit before exhaling with a content expression. sukuna expertly shifted his own hips a little, earning him a high pitched yelp and slap on the chest, but he felt satisfied upon seeing how well his twin was able to take all of him. he debated on wrapping his other hand around yuuji’s length but then decided to just let his brother deal with it himself or make him come untouched — either way, yuuji would enjoy it, he knew.

“c’mon, move”, he demanded instead, taking another hit from the blunt. yuuji muttered a “desperate” under his breath but started with small bounces. his knees were gripping sukuna’s sides with enough force to keep both of them grounded for a bit, all while he leaned closer and closer to his twin’s chest and face.

sukuna let him nip at his bottom lip before putting the joint between them. he inhaled a good amount of it before smashing their mouths together, letting their breaths mix the drug in their mouths. yuuji moaned in earnest, hips now moving up and down with new found vigour.

neither cared about the ash leaving marks on the couch and wooden floor, the lube wetting the sofa’s fabric, the neighbours potentially hearing their voices through the open kitchen window.

all that mattered were the frantic movements of their hips, their exchanged breaths after taking turns on the joint and the pressures in their guts screaming for release. but the more time passed, the more tired yuuji could feel his muscles become, or the way his eyesight began to swim objects into each other — it was a welcome and familiar effect but he’d rather have his orgasm before getting mulled into the weed’s influence completely.

“can’t move. tired.” yuuji buried his face under his twin’s chin before biting down on the junction between neck and shoulder. sukuna groaned, pleasure spiking up his spine at the sudden pain. he quickly finished the joint before tossing it onto the glass table next to them. his body felt heavy when he flipped them over but he didn’t give it much of his mind when his fucked out brother was looking at him like he carved out the sun and the moon and the entire night sky.

“it’s okay, i gotchu”, was all he mumbled against yuuji’s lips before starting a vicious pace. the honeyed moaned in content, weak hands grabbing at everything and nothing at all before setting on sukuna’s underarms. they tasted the weed of each other’s tongues before sukuna dove down to sink his teeth into every patch of skin they could grab.

“touch”, yuuji’s mind was melting away with every thrust, “‘kuna, please- ah- please touch me.” and how could such a request ever be denied?

sukuna grabbed the base of yuuji’s dick, making him mewl at the new found contact. his fingers weren’t as tight as he wanted — blame the weed — but it did the job. he could feel his brother tightening up around him, noting that he was close to coming. he himself was almost there as well and he pulled his lips away from yuuji’s nipple to catch his expression.

“fuck, fuck, fuck”, the boy chanted, golden eyes crossing, “‘kuna- i’m- i wanna cum, please-“ tears started pooling down his temples and catching themselves in his ears so sukuna licked them from his skin, humming at the saltiness.

“go ahead” was all yuuji needed before completing arching his back from the couch and spilling all over his abdomen and chest. sukuna used the new tightness to drive himself in and out at a rapid speed, enjoying the slapping of their sticky skin ringing in his ears.

yuuji’s sobs about it being ‘too much’; yuuji’s body shaking from his orgasm; yuuji squirming from overstimulation; yuuji’s nails digging into his arms painfully; yuuji’s ass clenching around his pulsing dick so perfectly; yuuji’s mindless blabbering and pleading.

it was all sukuna needed to jump over the edge and letting himself fall into the heaving chest of his brother. catching his breath was an easy task with yuuji there to guide them, fingers combing through his sweaty hair as they did so.

“shit, that weed’s strong.” the deep rumble underneath sukuna’s ears slowly dragged his mind back to the present and he propped himself up to look at yuuji. his pupils were blown impossibly wide, a ring of amber gold all he could make out as he let himself be pulled in for some kisses.

yuuji brushed his lips along every inch of his face, tickling sukuna, and the honeyed grinned happily when he heard his twin chuckle silently at the notion.

“ah, i don’t really wanna get up and continue cooking”, yuuji admitted. he’d rather bask in the warmth of his brother’s body on top of him, the weight of the boy making him feel comfortable. his mind was reeling back any complex thoughts he might’ve wished to have, the only thing he could think of was sukuna.

“i’ll take care of it.” and with that yuuji was prompted with a kiss on his forehead.

[shveris]

when satorou feels the dizzying nausea and the throbbing in his head, hammering away on his temple, suffocating him — he just yearns for the comforting vibrations of suguru’s chest beneath him. and darkness, complete and utter darkness, not even an ounce of cursed energy in his vision.

it’s vibrant and disgusting to look at, too bright, it burns. it stings. it hurts.

he presses himself impossibly closer to the warm body, tears pricking in the corners of his squeezed shut eyes.

suguru’s soft humming continues, accompanied by his long fingers carefully untangling the white mop of hair under his touch.

the world was quietly spinning around them, mockingly, challenging satorou’s grip on himself — but he was the strongest. they were. together.

and so he watches reality spiral away beneath them.

as long as he had suguru and as long suguru had him, he’d gladly lose his mind to a challenge he’d accomplished hundreds of times before.

satorou really hates migraines.

[shveris]

my modern!au twins sukuita headacanons

they cook together a lot

sukuna is a biter & yuuji always has various bite marks and bruises in all stages of healing decorating his body

whenever sukuna actually does overstep a boundary, yuuji will put him in place (justice for top and dom yuuji!!!!)

you think sukuna is possessive? yuuji’s worse

sukuna is a top tier gaslighter

yuuji is a top tier guilt tripper

15 y/o sukuna brought home weed once and they’ve been smoking it together on a weekly basis

they also fuck when they’re high because it’s fun

cockwarming when playing video games together is a very regular occurrence

yuuji buys sukuna flowers some times and brings home trinkets he got on trips with his friends

yuuji can and will get anything if he bats his eyes a bit and goes “please, suku-nii?”

they regularly threaten each other that they will kill themself if one of them leaves (yes they mean it, no they would never leave each other)

sharing clothes because duh, twins and in love at the same time? can’t imagine a couple having better conditions for this than sukuita

sukuna panics a metric ton whenever yuuji catches a cold or any other illness but he never shows it in front of yuuji (poor uraume gets spam texted tho and they need to call him to get him to calm down bc “he’s not dying, sukuna”)

sukuna has beef with physics teacher gojo bc he doesn’t know gojo has a husband (he’s convinced gojo has the hots for his brother bc how could someone not have the hots for yuuji?)