#so am i yuuji so am i

[hinamie]

10 years later

[tenowls]

teacher getou au...... wauh

[orangecoffee1010]

Thank you for getting along with my…

[zuzu-draws]

Trolling aside, i think there is some great importance as to why Gege chose this specific manner of panelling for the Yuji-Sukuna confrontation in JJK 264. We can't help but think that Gege's trying to show us some sort of a parallel between Gojo and Sukuna in this situation.

In JJK, there's this interesting notion of one's decision to go "North" or "South" as explained by Nanami during Gojo's death Flashback:

And we all know, that chapter of Gojo's death is titled as "Go South", which highly implies that Gojo chose to stay as who he was, as opposed to starting as something completely anew.

Now the interesting point in the Yuuji-Sukuna confrontation is that apparently...

....the destination for the supposed train within Yuuji's domain...is "North".

Which means that Yuuji's taking Sukuna towards the North.......

They're heading towards the North.....do you guys understand what that means?? For BOTH of them??? Q C Q

[yuwuta]

JJK OLYMPICS OHHH YOURE A GENIUS

head spinning w sooooooo many athlete aus rn….. 

satoru honestly isn’t half as cocky as the media makes him out to be but he could be because you bring up world champion men’s freestyle swim times and it’s his name on the scoreboard ten times before someone else shows up. he’s faster than himself by fifteen seconds all around, he’s earned a bit of cockiness. mentioned in the last post that whenever he’s at a competition and he finishes a race, he looks at the camera and signs a little infinity sign and then blows a kiss to you. some bitter old coach always calls him out on it, and gets him fined for unsportsmanlike conduct, and he’s happy to pay the fees if it means getting a message home to you, but eventually you two come up with a new code; and at his next race, he places gold, turns to the camera, crosses his middle finger over his pointer finger and smiles. when he’s in his post-race interview, he makes sure to explain that he does it for you with the widest smile on his face.

megumi nepotism baby but not in the same sport. toji was a multi gold medalist back in his heyday for shooting, so it’s not really a surprise to anybody that megumi has scary good aim, but he takes to archery instead of shooting. actually the idea of megumi being an emo little kid and throwing rocks at a tree when his dad pissed him off his hilarious, and even funnier is toji watching him, slightly amused and a little scared because megumi is maybe six and hitting the exact same spot every single time. he grows to be very blase about it—it’s more of a release/hobby for him that he happens to be really good at, and well, now good enough to earn a few olympic medals. megumi is not a fan of having his dad ruffle his hair on international television after he’s won, but he supposes it can’t be helped.

i don’t know where to put yuuta…. tennis…. tempting….. him in his little white shorts…. little grunts after he serves…. cries….. a complete 180 in his personality when he’s playing vs doing anything else. so charming and sweet and kinda shy when he’s being interviewed, and the second he steps on the court his eyes are so cold it’s scary…. need him… extremely nerdy about his rackets, and shoes, and clothes, and rambles to you about aerodynamics and posture and torque whenever you ask him to teach you, and you always have to shutup him up with a kiss and remind him that yeah you sort of want to learn to play tennis for him, but mostly you came bc he looks hot doing it. once he got asked in an interview if he ever thinks about you while he’s playing and his response was very concise, “no, never. it would be a big distraction,” and did not realize the implications of his heavily televised words. 

also…. not to make this post 40% yuuta but we could pull from canon a bit and make his sport fencing. he doesn’t excel because he’s the strongest, it’s because he’s learned to treat the sword as an extension of himself and a good strategist… also because i like the image of him pulling the helmet/mask off and shaking his hair out………..

don’t even know where to put yuuji…. volleyball? basketball? track and field??? the irony of him easily being the most athletic but canonically does not want to play sports 😭 but i can see him playing a sport because someone scouts him and it turns out to be a way to make steady money to support himself and his grandpa :( by the time he’s qualified and made it to the olympics, wasuke is doing much better (thanks to yuuji having landed some preemptive sponsorships and being able to afford better medical care), but not so well enough that he can travel across the world to watch yuuji play. wasuke tells you that you should travel and be with yuuji, but yuuji is so touched by the idea that you would stay with his grandpa and be by his side when he’s away :(( he wins gold, of course, and he doesn’t even wait until the closing ceremony—which, he’d mentioned in all of his interviews, so nobody can be too upset. he’s on record saying, “i’m excited to play, but i’m even happier to be going home. my girlfriend and my grandpa are watching me and i miss them!” several times— he’s on the first flight home with flowers, and tears in his eyes. puts his gold medal on his grandpa’s neck as a thank you, and spends probably thirty minutes straight hugging you and kissing you and honestly don’t put it past him to propose now that he’s got nike ambassador money 

nanami started judo as a way to relieve the stress of his overbearing job, and someone at the gym/training center notices he seems to be a natural despite being a beginner. he starts to draw a crowd, which annoys him at first because the point of judo was discipline and release from having to deal with too many people at his office job, but nanami supposes he can’t be too mad when you introduce yourself as a talent scout and offer him professional training. there’s irony in him accepting your offer, because it was definitely not based in professionalism at all… quitting his job as a salaryman to become a professional athlete in his mid-twenties was not on his bingo chart, but if it means he will have met you, then so be it. you’re with him all the way, through his training, competitions, world championships, qualifiers, all the way until he’s on the podium. you’re the first to congratulate him, but he interjects by telling you he’s quitting. you ask him why—he just won at the olympics for crying out loud, but nanami just shakes his head, puts down his flowers and his medal so his hands are free to hold your face and tell you, “it would be unethical to kiss my manager, so i am quitting.” (later, when everything is said and done, and you two are cuddling, you mention to him that he could just hire a new manager, and not quit his new career, to which he blushes because yeah… that’s probably more rational, but rational was not in his train of thought at the time)

[nkogneatho]

okay so my thought was imagine bokuto, yuuji and laois, three himbos in a room together with your naked, vulnerable body on the bed. they're so impatient but they gotta figure out how to proceed with the act. all of them love your body but bokuto is so fond of your tits, yuuji your cute lips and laios loves your other lips down there.

bokuto settles himself on the bed, back resting against the headboard with you between his legs. his big hands have no trouble cupping your tits and massaging them so gently. it is only when you moan that he gets rough, pinching your nipples, with your mouth left ajar. yuuji wastes no time in slapping his big leaky cock against your pretty face and stuffing your mouth full of it. of course, you can't fit him in one go. bokuto's fingers that were dancing on your tits are now entering in your mouth, stretching you more along with yuuji's cock. he moaned when he felt kou's fingers touch his dick.

laios being clueless just watched you, but the impatience drove him crazy. he sat between your legs, facing your drooling cunt. he hasn't ever ate pussy, but he is good at eating that's for sure. he licked a few stripes, testing the waters. the taste of your sweet cunt activated his primal instincts and soon enough he started lapping it like a dog, drooling fucking mess. your sensitive plea sent vibrations to yuuji's fat leaky dick.

bokuto humped you from behind enjoying you squirming as laios refused to give you a break for even a second as he jerks himself off because he is needy to cum.

all three men match each other's rhythm along with yours, yuuji's pace erratic, with bokuto's body tightening and so does laios face against your pussy as he send you to your sweet release while they do the same. your ass is wet and sticky from bokuto's cum, mouth filled with yuuji's while laios face smeared in yours and his on the the floor. all three men look so blissed, with red cheeks and ears, sharing looks with each other as they got hard again. now that they had a taste of the fruit, they knew how to devour it.

[epickiya722]

I'm not looking pass the fact that 257 confirms that Yuji ate Death Paintings 4 - 9, his other siblings to gain Blood Manipulation (I know he said he'll eat anything but damn) and it's same chapter that confirms that Sukuna ate his twin in the womb to survive.

Oh, y'all family for real. Eating your siblings... when they're, like, fetuses...

[jgnico]

Sometimes I think about Yuuji. Sometimes I think about him stepping away from the little girl that reached for his grandfather's flowers. Sometimes I think about him screaming Nanami's name from the rooftops after Gojo was sealed. Sometimes I think about him calling Yaga's dolls cute. Sometimes I think about him inviting Junpei to Jujutsu Tech so that he can be happy. Sometimes I think about his face after Sukuna's massacre in Shibuya, after Nobara, after Nanami. Sometimes I think about him petting Divine Dog. Sometimes I think about his breakdown in front of Todo. Sometimes I think about how happy he was in the Occult Club. Sometimes I think about him apologizing to Eso. Sometime I think about him calling Choso his brother. Sometimes I think about all the ways his smile has dimmed, all the scars that he's gained, all the grief and the heartache and the loss of innocence that he's endured. Sometimes I think about the Yuuji before Mahito, before Sukuna, before Megumi even. Sometimes I think of what life could've been like for him and what it became.

[niinnyu]

This really was our Juju Sampo

[andythelemon]

Sorcery fight!!! A print for cons this fall, I'll have leftovers available here after!

[gojosbf]

all those people who mocked him called him weak mc apologize NOW

[hinamie]

I'll give them shelter like you've done for me

[ch6sos]

♥︎ imagine like.... nanami being stuck in his home office at midnight, overworking himself—but then his lil son baby yuuji comes & "disturbs" him </3

fluff warning if you want to cry i'd recommend you read this

kento let out a deep sigh, feeling the exhaustion of sitting in his office chair for what seemed like hours. he had barely moved, except for the occasional stand to stretch his legs and arms.

he sat there, closing his eyes for a moment, until the sound of the door opening jolted him back to reality. as he quickly opened his eyes, he was met with the sight of his eight-year-old yuuji, clad in dinosaur pajamas, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"why are you still awake, hm?" kento frowned, instantly feeling yuuji climb onto his lap, wrapping his arms around him like a koala clinging to a tree.

"papa, why aren't you sleeping?" yuuji deflects the question, concern evident in his voice. kento let out a soft hum and removed his reading glasses, his expression thoughtful as he considered his response.

"sorry, bubba, i can't. i still have some paperwork to finish," kento says as he ruffles the top of yuuji’s pink hair. he then leans in to give him a soft kiss on the top of his head.

yuuji muttered, “work is shit,'" which caused kento to widen his eyes in surprise. he turned to yuuji with a slightly panicked expression.

"yuuji, don't say that! where did you even hear that from?" kento gently scolded, a slightly disappointed look on his face as he furrowed his brow.

yuuji noticed the look of disappointment on kento’s face, his eyes quickly transforming into a pleading, puppy-dog expression as he started to frown. “i heard it from you, papa, when you were talking on the phone…"

kento couldn't help but mentally facepalm himself, feeling a mix of frustration and affection. he let out a small sigh before gently rubbing yuuji’s cheek, allowing him to fidget around with his keyboard as he tried to contain his own amusement.

"don't say that ever again, okay? it's a very, very bad word. you can't say bad words until you're... old enough to." kento runs his fingers through yuuji's hair.

"fineee..." yuuji whined, but he continued to fidget with the keyboard, typing in random letters. he then laughed as he heard the noise of the keys clacking.

"enjoying yourself, bubba?" kento asks, chuckling as he watches yuuji have fun with typing gibberish on his computer. he was glad he had a whole separate tab open.

"i'm just like you!" yuuji flashed a mischievous grin as he snatched kento’s blue light glasses and mug, raising the mug to his lips in jest before setting it down. then, he settled in front of the keyboard, his fingers moving nimbly across the keys, mirroring the focused and determined look of his father when he's at work.

"ha ha, very funny." kento chuckled as he peppered yuuji’s face with soft, gentle kisses. yuuji pretended to be grossed out, but couldn't help but let out soft giggles as the small kisses tickled him.

a little while later, yuuji began to gradually relax. he remained seated on his father's lap and slowly started to drift off to sleep, feeling the comforting embrace of his father's arms.

as kento continued to work on some remaining paperwork, one of his hands rested on the keyboard, while the other hand gently moved up and down yuuji’s back, soothing him into a peaceful slumber.

kento himself began to get affected by sleep, as it was reaching to his eyes. he found himself yawning, his eyes struggling to keep open, and his typing began to slow down.

he then surrenders to the embrace of sleep, with yuuji nestled in his arms. his reading glasses are slightly askew, his hand still resting on the keyboard, and his mouth slightly open. his office chair is pushed back a little, and despite the slight discomfort of the chair, just watching his son peacefully drift off in his lap never fails to lull him to sleep.

This is how Jujutsu Kaisen ends by the way I am Gege

[nibeul]

I’ll be sure to take on your share of suffering too, Nanami

[id: It’s a drawing of Itadori and Nanami walking side by side. Nanami is drawn with brown skin, piercings on his lip, eyebrow, and ears, and his roots are visible under blond dye. He is wearing his usual off white suit, yellow tie, and blue shirt, though he wears regular glasses instead of his sunglasses. One hand is in his pocket while the other is in the air. Itadori is drawn as Blasian with dark brown skin and pink twists with colorful beads on the ends. He wears his uniform with his usual red hoodie and he’s grinning up at Nanami with his left fist hitting against his open palm. Bandaids cover his face and he has snug gold hoops in. /end id]

[id: it is the official art that the aforementioned drawing is based off of. The two are posed the same though Nanami is not smiling in the official art. /end id]

[zorosdimples]

ok but blowing yuuji under that little skirt 😛😛😛😛😛😛

lor……..

convincing yuuji to wear a tiny cropped sweater and a pink mini skirt that barely covers his ass; god forbid you brush up against his growing bulge and expose the panties underneath (the sheer fabric is growing increasingly wet from his drooling tip). he blushes from his ears to his neck, but he’s so turned on by how much attention you’re giving him. when you drop to your knees, he tries to take off the skirt. but you catch his hands.

“the skirt stays on,” you murmur against his clothed cock. he whines, but listens—he’s a good boy. “hold it up, though—i wanna see your face.”

you play with him through the fabric until you can’t wait to taste him fully on your tongue. yuuji grips the hem of the skirt like a lifeline as you worship him, pre and drool dripping from your mouth and chin to puddle on the floor. he can barely keep eye contact when you play with his balls and lick at his taint, jerking him off, his cock throbbing desperately in your hand.

he doesn’t last long—how can he when you’re looking at him like he hung the stars in the velvet sky? he finishes down your throat with a cry, your nose pressed against his rosy pubes. and when you pull away, a stray bead of spend on your soft lips, he falls to the floor and kisses you, relishing the salty bitterness of himself on your tongue.

[girlthelunatic]

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