Crack JJK headcanons but it’s all early 2000s uncle Sukuna:
The spiritual successor to Crack JJK headcanons based on nothing but vibes. Send me your own silly headcanons I would absolutely love to read them!!
2003-2007
He desperately tried to make Yuuji’s first word be “fuck.”
He got so sick and tired of having to watch the same Barney VHS tape while babysitting that he ripped the film out and blamed it on toddler Yuuji.
Yuuji always begs him to draw his tattoos on him every time he babysits.
One time toddler Yuuji broke Sukuna’s flip phone in half. Sukuna was too impressed to be mad at him for it.
2008-2013
He brought five year old Yuuji to a Slipknot concert and had him up on his shoulders with big noise cancelling headphones on… and also “forgot” to ask Jin permission to bring him beforehand.
He tried to do a trick on Yuuji’s razor scooter and accidentally broke it.
He took Yuuji with him to Warped Tour.
He got really embarrassed when Jin showed Yuuji his high school yearbook photos of him with a mohawk.
He has a leather jacket with pins and patches all over it and Yuuji LOVES wearing it when he comes over.
2014-2017
He cut Yuuji’s hair when he got into middle school and told Jin “I’ll be damned if my nephew has a bowl cut.”
When Yuuji got into a fight at school he asked him “did you win?” When Yuuji said yes he took him to get ice cream.
He had a white iPhone and dropped it, cracking the glass on the back; Yuuji colored in the cracks with neon pink sharpie.
The first time Yuuji snuck out Sukuna chewed him out when he got back home, telling him “I don’t care if you sneak off, but you fucking tell me next time.”
Whenever Yuuji gets in trouble at school, Sukuna is always the one to pick him up because the principal is afraid of him.
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OMG OMG.
Jason teaching reader how to make a beautiful pottery piece with his large and calloused hands ontop of hers, it's all sticky and gooey from the clay but who cares lol.
THIS IS SOO YUMMY!! I hope you like it!!
You sit in between Jason’s legs with your body pressed flush against his. He feels warm and comforting. You lean back into him and he smiles. He bends his head down to kiss your forehead.
“You ready sweetheart,” he asks softly. You nod, before giving him a nervous smile. He takes your hands and gently places them on the slab of clay sitting on the pottery wheel.
It was an odd feeling. The clay on your hands felt cold and sticky, almost like a gelatinous honeycomb. Jason hovers his hands over your own.
“Don’t be nervous okay,” he says, while placing another kiss on your cheek. “I know it feels weird, but trust me, you’ll have fun.” You smile and ask him what to do next.
He grins and puts his foot on the small pedal to move the wheel. He then places his large, calloused hands directly on your skin. The clay twists and turns under your touch.
Your heart seems to be in a similar state.
You liked being close to Jason, but this was different. It was another form of intimacy, it was pure and kind. He wanted to teach you one of his favourite hobbies.
The way his fingers danced across your own made your heart jump, his body heat radiating on to you and the feeling of his breath on your skin, made it impossible to concentrate, almost impossible to breathe, yet you wanted more.
“Hey, are you paying attention,” Jason interrupts your thoughts, you look up at him. His eyes are soft, and you’re so close to him. So, so close.
You can see the flecks of gold in his dark emerald eyes and the faint scars that coat his skin. He looks beautiful. You want to touch him, but the clay on your hands makes it difficult.
You ask to kiss him and he smiles at your politeness.
There’s a small crinkle in his eyes and he nods. You place a quick peck against his lips and then, turn back to the lopsided piece of clay on the pottery wheel. Jason frowns.
“If you’re going to kiss me, do it properly,” he says, almost sternly. You can feel your skin going warm. You turn to face him again.
He lets go of your hands and places them firmly on the apron around your waist. Then, he kisses you. It’s short, but it’s sweet. You both pull back satisfied and you can’t help yourself from smiling.
“Are we ready to pay attention now,” he asks, sweetly, and you nod your head once more. He places his hands over yours and begins to teach you the basic principles again. Though this time, he’s not as serious, there’s a small grin on his face as he explains the details.
The pottery date was a success.
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My turn to be skk-posting
in my ideal vision, when they finally get in something resembling a relationship (as adults, they were Not There as teenagers), it's because they both want it, which means they unlock previously forbidden features with each other like sharing a bed instead of a couch (you all know about my weird obsession with skk and couches), but also freely touching.
Dazai is a rather tactile person; my guy is freed after 2 weeks in prison and the first thing he does is dance, poke at, lean/hug and play with the hair of the first non-evil person (a stranger) he meets. Being with Chuuya, he constantly finds himself in Chuuya's bubble, and indulges in ways he usually can't with others. That often means direct skin contact, not even with ulterior motives, but really just because he is allowed and he wants to.
Chuuya on the other hand has never done something gently ever: he is fierce, he cares and loves intensely, and he never lets go, but he barely knows the concept of a reassuring gesture (working on it). Dazai being in his bubble wouldn't bother him at all by that point, but the handsy part? it's awkward. needs some getting used to. It's a learning opportunity.
And when Chuuya gets used to it and finally makes a move to return the favour? it's Dazai who short-circuits.
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[ cw: trauma / ptsd / violence / brainwashing / ]
I’m not done talking about Raph and Leo yet because you know what kills me? How the beginning of the movie with Raph very angry at Leo to the point of lashing out at him is paralleled with how the end of the movie has the Krang very, very angry at Leo and beating him horrifically.
Both Raph and the Krang are so much bigger than Leo, both have been very angry with him, and both deem him responsible for ruining their respective missions.
To make matters worse, Raph’s body was used to hurt Leo. So it’d make sense for Leo to just…flinch, sometimes. To have his body reflectively brace for a blow that will not come because Raph would see this and just be horrified. Their fights, their roughhousing, their existing together all have a newfound and unwanted extra layer to them.
And Raph? Raph is traumatized enough having been brainwashed the way he was, turned into a monster in a way he always dreads in general. To be made into the antithesis of a hero and instead be a villain’s pawn, made to hurt his own family…poor kid, to say the least.
Can’t imagine what it must feel like, the first time post invasion that Raph gets mad at Leo and they fall into their old dynamic only for Leo to see the Krang and for Raph to feel like he is the Krang.
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