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kenjakusbrainstem · 7 months

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Visitor (Gojo Satoru x Kenjaku)

Contains: Extremely dubious consent, anal fingering, anal sex, spit as lube, hate sex, minimal preparation.

:) I've been thinking about Kengo for quite some time, especially with Gojo as the more aggressive one ever since he's been unboxed. I love the tension they have, the fact that he could kill Kenjaku effortlessly. Hopefully I'm not the only one! It was very hard to not end this with, "settling in his loneliness, Gojo wept." But the vibes were not quite that angsty as Kenjaku was having too much fun. Comment or rb if you enjoy!

To say Kenjaku had expected this was an understatement. From the moment Gojo Satoru had been unsealed, Kenjaku knew he was waiting for a chance to get him alone. Had Sukuna not showed up when he did, Kenjaku was almost certain Gojo would have killed him the moment he appeared before him. Gojo wanted him gone and he knew that.

Or at least that's what Kenjaku thought Gojo wanted, until he awoke to shining blue eyes hovering above him.

There was no time for Kenjaku to dwell on what exactly had happened to the barrier he put up around his immediate location. Gojo had figured some way to get through, and now he was once again at the mercy of the Six Eyes user. Although, something seemed very off about Gojo. The anger etched into his face was at odds with the sadness in his bright eyes. The man hovering above him looked like he was on the verge of tears.

Kenjaku opened his mouth to speak, but it was quickly closed by a strong hand covering his lips. The pressure pushed his head further into the pillow he laid on. While Gojo had been hovering above him, like a monster straight out of a child's nightmare, as his hand made contact with Kenjaku’s face, Kenjaku could feel Gojo’s weight pressing down on him, his body slotting easily in between his legs, blanket tangling between them. Gojo’s hips fit against his comfortably, as if their bodies were meant to fit together.

“Don’t you dare speak to me in his voice,” Gojo whispered, his quiet voice seething.

If he hadn’t thought it would lead directly to his death, Kenjaku would have laughed. The absurdity of Gojo watching him sleep and not immediately killing him was hilarious, something he had not expected. It was fascinating to see such a powerful sorcerer controlled by such raw emotions. Kenjaku knew what it was like to get lost in your obsession for one person, but knowing the life they shared, it surprised him that Gojo’s feelings were just as strong as they were over such a short amount of time.

“If you don’t let me have this, I’ll kill you before you even think of which technique to use against me,” Gojo threatened. His hand that wasn’t silencing Kenjaku pulled the thin blanket from his body, revealing the scarred chest of his vessel. A more violent tug from Gojo was all it took to pull the blanket completely off of him. Kenjaku’s nude form now fully exposed beneath him.

Kenjaku remained still, curious about what Gojo was going to do next. While it was a surprise that he wasn’t dead yet, it didn’t take much to imagine where this was headed.

Gojo’s hand left Kenjaku’s face, slipping down to trace the large scar on his chest. A wound Geto had only let him see a handful of times. Shaking his head, Gojo brought himself from the sad thoughts in his mind. He didn’t want to dwell on the deep ache within him, this moment was for him to get out all the anger he felt for the person wearing his best friend.

Without warning, Gojo grabbed Kenjaku by the hips and manhandled his body. Lifting him up and turning him over, so Kenjaku was now on his hands and knees before him. Gojo paused, Kenjaku’s back bare and laid out in front of him, from this angle it was hard for him to not pretend Geto was really with him. That is what he wanted though, not only an outlet for his anger, but one last moment of intimacy with the man he’d been stuck on for all these years.

Shame swirled in Gojo’s stomach, knowing this wasn’t something Geto had wanted to give. Unfortunately, the shame was overshadowed by the lust and urge to show Kenjaku that he had no more control over him.

Kenjaku didn’t feel the need to fight back, instead using his new position to press his ass back into Gojo’s groin. He could already feel a bulge growing in Gojo’s pants. If Gojo had come all the way here just for this, he was going to enjoy it for as long as he could.

A sharp slap sounded through the room as Gojo smacked Kenjaku’s hip. Digging his nails into the soft flesh Gojo forced him to remain still. Several more hard swats on Kenjaku’s ass left a red mark already painted on the skin.

“This isn’t for you to enjoy, this is for me. It makes me sick how you use his body like it's yours,” Gojo’s angry words were punctuated by more swats on Kenjaku’s other cheek. Gojo hated to admit how hard it made him to watch Geto’s ass bounce when he slapped it. He could never bring himself to be this violent with Geto, but this wasn’t Geto so why stop there?

Roughly Gojo pushed Kenjaku’s shoulders down, burying his face in the pillow. The position brought his ass up higher, a shameless display. Gojo tried to ignore the pleasured moan he heard muffled by the pillow, the sound making his cock throb. He needed to get this over with before he completely lost himself.

Using both hands Gojo spread Kenjaku’s cheeks, in the dim light he could barely see what he was looking for. Leaving one hand to hold Kenjaku open, Gojo spit into his right hand before slipping his fingers into the cleft of his ass. He quickly found Kenjaku’s tight hole, rubbing it teasingly a few times before shoving two fingers inside.

The sudden intrusion made Kenjaku bite the pillow his face was buried in. To say it felt good was a lie, but the burning stretch of Gojo’s long fingers did make Kenjaku want more. That Gojo could be so violent with the body that he loved left a dark, swirling pit of desire in Kenjaku’s stomach.

Gojo roughly fucked his fingers into Kenjaku’s tight hole, trying to quickly stretch him. Years ago, the last time he was intimate with Geto like this, he’d spent so much time working the man open, savoring every moan he pulled from his lover's lips. Gojo didn’t want to give Kenjaku such pleasure, he couldn’t. He wanted to hurt Kenjaku, only preparing him this little amount so that his cock would fit inside.

Despite the pain, Kenjaku rolled his hips back to meet Gojo’s fingers. He wanted to make Gojo angrier, he wanted to feel all of the hate Gojo held for him in this moment. Gojo’s blunt nails dug into Kenjaku’s hips, slowing their movement as blood pooled against his hot flesh. Kenjaku’s moan muffled as he felt the fingers inside him press in deeper.

As quickly as he entered, Gojo slipped his fingers out of Kenjaku’s barely prepared hole. Making short work of the button on his pants, Gojo pulled them down just enough to expose his hard cock. Part of him felt guilty being this hard for someone that wasn’t Geto, but he supposed he was this hard because it was Geto’s body they were using.

Spitting in his hand once again, Gojo wet the head of his cock. He was so sensitive already, the feeling of his fingers making him throb in his hand.

As he felt the head of Gojo’s cock pressing against his hole, Kenjaku held still. He could feel his own hard cock leaking against his abdomen and he wanted nothing more than to get relief by grinding against the mattress. He wanted to feel Gojo fill his vessel up, to feel every painful stretch.

The head of Gojo’s cock pressed into Kenjaku’s tight hole, the heat and tightness almost too much for Gojo, his head spinning. Geto’s body always felt so heavenly to him but he’d never felt this way before. Slowly Gojo pushed his cock in, each inch splitting Kenjaku open at the core. Kenjaku felt his thighs tense as he tried to keep quiet, wishing Gojo would bottom out already.

The sensation of Kenjaku’s plush ass pressing against his hips brought Gojo’s thoughts back, he’d gotten too lost in the familiar heat of Geto’s tight hole. Hands settling on Kenjaku’s hips, Gojo gave no warning as he quickly set a punishing pace, fucking into Kenjaku hard.

Kenjaku tried to keep quiet, biting the pillow so hard his jaw ached, but the pleasure from Gojo’s cock hitting so deep inside him paired with the pain of being split open was too much. Muffled moans spilled from his lips in a chorus that pushed Gojo into fucking him faster.

Looking down, Gojo’s eyes were transfixed on the bouncing of Kenjaku’s ass on his cock. The sight was hypnotizing, the slapping sounds that filled the room only adding to his focus on the hot body before him. He fucked into Kenjaku with more strength than he had ever put into fucking Geto. Gojo filled Kenjaku completely before leaving him empty as he pulled all the way out with each deep thrust.

“Sa- ah! Satoru~ please,” Kenjaku moaned, lifting his head from the pillow enough for more air. His face was flushed from pleasure, each press of Gojo’s cock inside him pushing him closer to coming untouched. He needed more of Gojo’s anger.

At the sound of his name Gojo’s hips stuttered inside Kenjaku, he hated how this imposter sounded so much like his Geto. The voice had almost pushed Gojo over the edge, a fire lighting inside him even more. He wouldn’t let Kenjaku push him like that.

Gojo surged forward, filling Kenjaku completely and reaching out, fingers wrapping around Kenjaku’s throat. Using the body as leverage, Gojo slammed himself even deeper inside Kenjaku.

Choked moans left Kenjaku’s lips, drool spilling down his chin and onto Gojo’s hand.

Kenjaku’s hole suddenly tightened around Gojo, a vice grip turning each thrust into the most intense pleasure for him. As Kenjaku came untouched all over the mattress, he forced Gojo over the edge with him.

Unable to hold back any longer, Gojo felt himself release deep inside Kenjaku. Gojo rode out his orgasm with shallow thrusts while he was still buried inside.

Kenjaku could barely make out the sound of Suguru’s name being muttered over and over again as Gojo whimpered to himself, the force of his orgasm coming so quickly had pushed him into a delusional state. Letting go of Kenjaku’s throat, Gojo bent over, kissing the familiar spine as he finally stopped thrusting.

Without another word, Gojo pulled out of Kenjaku, trembling hands pushing his spent cock back into his pants before using his technique to disappear from Kenjaku’s room. Still feeling fucked out, Kenjaku laughed to himself finally over the absurdity of what just happened. If he didn’t know any better, he would have assumed it was just a dream.

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analikalee · 2 months

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sugusatosluut · 4 months

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Look, don’t touch

Choso Kamo x Fem!reader

MDNI✨

Includes: Smut, grumpy choso, rough sex, clingy and jealous choso ;)

Also hi! :) hope everyone is starting the new year off fantastic! I’m here and ready to be mutuals with other creators on here. A comment on who to write about + a prompt would be nice :) my ask is open as well! Much love,

Fran <3

Your time spent being Kenjaku’s favorite pupil was exhausting. You sometimes spent time with the other pawns that Kenjaku lured with the promise of something different that each of them had valued, even yourself. Your favorite though, was Choso Kamo. Even though he was definitely a loner, he would sometimes share things with you, like food or techniques. He’d back you up on missions, volunteer to ‘protect you’ during reconnaissance and both of those ended up with him pushing your face into the sheets of a hotel room that you had frequented when you didn’t feel like traveling back to the hideout. This one mission in particular, Kenjaku opted to tag along as well.

“My sweetest pupil, one of my most prized possessions. You’ve nearly mastered this technique, is this the result of choso helping you during your spare time?” He asked.

“Yes Master Kenjaku.” You bowed your head.

Choso looked over as Kenjaku picked your head up with two fingers and got awfully close to your face. His lips were mere centimeters from your own, and he used the body of Suguru Geto to give you a warm smile. He liked the feeling of Choso’s eyes watching every twinge of movement between you and other individuals, it’s almost like he wanted to see how far he could push choso until he made him snap and show his true colors.. he liked that they were similar, but kenjaku’s fantasy was set aside to tend to his other pupils. Before he removed his fingers from your chin, Kenjaku looked you up and down, before smirking and leaving.

After he left, choso let out a deep sigh he had been holding. God it really got to him that Kenjaku really knew how to get under his skin, he knew somewhat about Choso’s ‘crush’ on you, but not what you two did on or after missions. Choso quietly made his way over to you after Kenjaku left.

“I don’t like the way he looks at you.” He pouted from across the room.

“I can’t help that. I have to please Kenjaku.. but it doesn’t top wanting to please you, choso.” You smirked picking your head up to look at choso, who was clearly hot and bothered by both your words and your interaction with Kenjaku.

He huffed. It was something so simple and he already knew you weren’t into your ‘master’ but he wanted to hear it straight from your mouth.

Choso got up and quit his pouting. His face was serious and his demeanor was filled with tension.

“Get up.”

“Hm? Cho-“

“Get up.”

Choso grabbed your hand and pulled you into kenjaku’s resting place.. or office, whatever he called it, roughly pinning you between him and the door. His breath hot on your neck. All those taunting moments finally got to him, so he was going to take it further. He planted sloppy, wet kisses all over your neck and lips, sucking on your lips and shoving his hands up your top. You had no time to react, pure ecstasy shot through your body. Choso could do whatever he wanted to you and that was just the fact of the matter.

Suddenly he wrapped your hair into a ponytail around his palm, your whole body moving wherever he pulled you to go. He stopped you right in front of Kenjaku’s desk, aggressively pulling your skirt up. He rubbed circles on your puffy clit, his fingers feeling how wet you were just from kissing you.

“Choso-“ you panted.

“No- not until you tell me I’m your only master.” He grunted as he pulled your underwear to the side. He slid his cock up and down your folds, his tip throbbing at just the feeling of making contact with your precious cunt. He was grunting with anticipation, the reality of how rough he was being set in, but he couldn’t stop now. Is this what Kenjaku wanted? No- is this what you wanted? You wanted him to be rough with you and mark his territory, to fuck you in your master’s office, to see how only choso could make you weep, squirt and moan, how he could be the only man to destroy you and please you all at once. He wanted you to know that there was nobody else your cunt would willingly accept in all it’s tightness.

“Please, Cho- put it in, god! I- need you so bad.” You moaned gripping the desk. Choso had your ponytail in one hand and grabbed onto your waist with the other. He placed his body behind yours, embracing you, squeezing your hips and massaging them as he whispered in your ear.

“Tell me who your master is and I might just let you cum, pretty.” Choso’s words made your body shiver. He gave no warning before plunging his cock into your hole.

“G-gah!” You let out.

Choso was relentless. His behavior was far off than what you’ve seen prior to his odd jealousy. Choso never got jealous of anything as far as you knew.. but you were also oblivious of a lot of things. Your moans filled the air as choso waited for you to say what he needed to hear.

“Say it-mmm- say it or you’re not going to cum Princess.” I grunted as lewd sounds filled the air in Kenjaku’s space. You couldn’t take it anymore as your walls clenched around him, your throat letting out groans and moans before being able to speak through choso’s rough thrusts into you from behind.

“Y-you’re my one and only master choso, only you can have me!” You whined as you clenched harder around him. The enthusiasm and build up in your stomach was nearly edging you until choso said it..

“You can cum Princess, I’m right here- god you’re so tight I’m gonna - fuck! tch…” he panted before both of you came simultaneously. Choso kissed a line up your spine and pulled himself out slowly. He watched for a second as your hole dripped the mixture of the two of you out slowly. He turned you back around to himself and caressed your face. He wasn’t ever this affectionate. You figured maybe choso only wanted to hookup, but this only proved to you that Choso Kamo was a jealous man.

“Cho, were you jealous?” You smirked at him.

He sighed.

“A- a little yeah.. I think I would like to take you on a proper date to ask you out. When you have time though. Don’t want to piss off that old bastard.” Choso rolled his eyes.

“I’d love that choso.” You smiled.

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suguruplsr · 5 months

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random jjk men thots bc why not <3

— smut with the mentions of, unprotected sex , degrading , cum eating/play , spanking , overstimulation , tiny clit play , face fucking , choking kink , cock warming , fingering , recordings/pictures , breeding kink? , kenjaku and sukuna are their own warning (if you’re bothered ig) , also a section abt whimpering audios + gojo slander <3 + voice kink + masturbation , idk what else but yea, s’ nasty

- all stuff mentioned is consensual. + not proof read

w/ suguru , satoru , toji , choso , shiu , sukuna , kenjaku , kento

suguru n’ toji are definitely the type to make you beg. really mean with it too. mocking you n’ cooing in a sickly sweet voice. toji’s more mean, giving you a few spanks, even spanking that needy pussy of yours. while sugu would copy your little pout, wiping your tears with the same thumb he uses to mess with your clit. don’t get too happy, it’ll take you a while before they actually let you cum.

satoru whines when his dick enters you pussy. sometimes he falls asleep if you take a bit to adjust to him. don’t worry, it’s simply because of how comfortable it is to be inside you. other times, it eggs him on, and he ends overstimulating both of you after about an hour. he can’t help it :( his fav pussy clenches so tight, and it takes his cum so good! five star rating!

kento can be just as rough as he is soft, in sex. it actually kinda turned him on when you asked for him to be more mean in bed, despite his reluctancy to follow in your request. but of course, you had to break that tiny little barrier, acting all bratty and pissing him off. but, whose to say he put you in your place that day? face fucking you and telling you how dirty that mouth of yours is, making you swallow his hot and warm cum all down that little throat of your before he’d finally fuck that cunny of yours.

suguru has a hidden kink for choking. he likes it when you choke him but fuck you’re just so gorgeous with his big hand around your neck. your eyes rolled back with incoherent moans leaving your mouth. it just makes him fuck you faster. even those deep thrusts has you gasping for air, clawing his chest and biceps. you’re so adorable.

toji is sleazy and lazy until you tell him a joke about needing to “renew your dick subscription” because his ass is getting old. he’ll remind you how good his “old ass” dick is by fucking you till the tears leaving your eyes match your soaking pussy. ass red, thighs aching, and body jiggling with each hard thrust his gives. he’ll fill you up with his seed, keeping you locked in with this old ass man of yours.

choso might cry without your pussy wrapped around his dick. after the first everything with you, he needs all of you. and he definitely needs you to cockwarm him at night. just like satoru, he’ll either sleep peacefully like that, or he’ll start humping eagerly inside you, feeling your walls constrict around him as you wake up from the tiny daze of sleep you were in. he’d whine in your ear from behind you, cupping your breasts and biting your neck.

sukuna has so many arms for a reason. no way he doesn’t use them to overstimulate you and prepare you for his cocks. one hand is focused on making you cum on it, stretching you to take 3 fingers at least, while the rest of his hands are all around your body, groping you, pinching your nipples, and sometimes going down to pinch that clit of yours. all while he watches with a sly smirk on his face, mocking you for falling apart so easily.

satoru has a big ass ego in bed. so when you tease him a bit for cumming so quickly, he flips you over. what? you think just because he came so fast, he can’t show you just how much stamina he has? he cums everywhere on your body, taking pictures of you being all filled up with his baby batter. and when you’re cryin’ n’ trying to get away from him. he laughs, giving you a harsh slap on your ass and pulling you back on his cock.

when satoru n’ suguru gang up on you, its something you’ll remember for months. they’ll break you down nice and sweet before helping you see your true personality, a whore for their cocks. there’s no “mean and nice” once one of them gets an idea, the other follows through. satoru would mess with the good plump of cum pooling out your pussy. and then collect it on his fingers, showing suguru with a sly grin on his face. the said man would lick it off his friends digits before deciding to eat it out your cunny himself.

shiu loves it when you ride him. he’ll be smoking a nice thick cigar, watching you take his dick like the good girl you are. and when you start slowing down, he’ll tease you, flicking your clit and kissing your nipples. murmuring about having to do everything himself the second little tears seep out your eyes. you just can’t take it. so he makes it up to you by fucking you on his cock and letting you cum on it.

kenjaku would try to play with you how he likes, but feeling the force of resistance in his body. suguru let him take his life, but his woman? you poor oblivious thing. so kenjaku give the body what it wants, getting on his knees and eating out your pussy, but he gets sloppy with it, teasing you and immediately finding the places in your body that his remembers. he’ll play along for now though, it won’t be long until he’s doing experiments of his own and remind you that he’ll never be him.

choso sends whimpering audios, flustered by the request but slowly jerking off with his recording button on. it goes from him saying how ridiculous it is, shy about it, to him rambling and cumming when you send a nude or two. you didn’t know he was actually fulfilling what you wanted, thinking he needed a bit of encouragement.. at least it was put to good use with that 7 minute audio and a face time call that was given to you.

suguru asks for your whimpering audios. at first, you sent one to him after joking about the whole aspect of it. but he ended up getting pretty bricked up. and then asked if it was okay for you send more. he listens to them regularly if anything, he already loves listening to those 20 minute voice messages you send before you get busy. so hearing you whine his name, the tiny squelching sounds of you playing with his pussy, makes him reach under those sweats of his.

toji records yours as he’s fucking you. feeling embarrassment for getting off to them like some virgin boy when he’s alone. but that goes away when he sends you pictures of his cum stained pants, videos of him grunting and ranting about how he needs to feel you and hearing your flustered voice when you call him.

satoru sends but instead of you getting turned on, you start feel like he’s entering his alpha sigma phase with the cringey shit he says. “ ‘yea? you’re daddy’s girl huh?..’ is what you said toru. please don’t ever repeat that. you don’t even say it in bed!” “oh c’mon baby, you and i both know if i did, you’d be all over me?!” “that’s not the point!”

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kenm4vhs · 8 months

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ok but i saw someone on tt pointing it out that kenjaku, who has been switching bodies for like YEARSSSSS, and for the first time ever the original hosts’s body reacted when gojo called out suguru’s name 😭 he even CHOKED himself SO SO hard that it left marks, that i never once noticed, on his neck LOOK AT HOW KENJAKU IS HOLDING BACK

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nightye33 · 3 months

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Part 5) Hehehe

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ponderingmoonlight · 4 months

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Geto's little sister finding out her husband got sealed by her big brother and going nuts

Pairing: Geto's little sister x husband!Gojo

Word Count: 3,1k

Synopsis: You thought you lost him forever, your big brother. Until Shibuya brings you back to reality, until your beloved husband gets sealed by none other than your dead big brother. Until you show your enemy what you're made off...

Warnings: this is a emotional rollercoaster, (y/n) is a bad bitch but damn that just hurts, drama over drama, cursing over cursing, I worked so hard to get this fic out tonight so please show some love 😭not proofread yet, will do that tomorrow!

„I’ll leave now.“

You look up from your magazine, furrowing your eyebrows at your oh so precious husband.

“Weren’t you suppose to leave…Like two hours ago?”, you question innocently.

“I wasn’t done in the bathroom.”

“You’re so vain that it hurts.”

“Watch your mouth, Geto”, he warns you by your former last name.

With a swift motion he lands on top of you, large figure almost swallowing you whole while you grin at him triumphally. Were you just teasing Satoru for him to grab you by the throat ever so slightly, for him to stare at you with his dirty blue eyes?

Definitely.

“Or what, Gojo?”, you bite back, emphasizing every syllable of his last name with so much provocation that it takes all his strength to stop himself from fucking you until you can’t stand anymore.

He never imagined you to lay under him this way. You, the sister of his best friend. You, who always seemed so threatful unbothered by him. Just before Suguru decided to leave all of you behind, just before he massacred both of your parents, you decided to give him a chance. And you didn’t even change your mind when he was forced to kill your big brother.

“You want me to stay here and leave our students out there alone?”, he hushes against your lips.

Because if you would, he’d definitely stay here all night.

“You know I’m always up for you, but not tonight. They actually called me as well when you were busy doing your pretty hair in the bathroom. Something serious is going on there. I’ll join as soon as I’m ready here.”

Since your brother decided to kill everyone apart from jujutsu sorcerers, you were always keen to do the exact opposite by saving as many people as possible. As much as you love him still, as much as you do in fact somehow understand him, he went down a path you couldn’t follow. He was like your older twin. Not only by looks, but also your cursed techniques were the same, made you a powerful weapon against these fucking curses.

Well, now you’re your own weapon as it seems. Your eyes stare up at your now husband who still looks at you with the same affection in his eyes like more than 10 years ago.

No, you aren’t alone. After all, you’ll always have Satoru by your side.

“Get your pretty ass moving then. We’ve got some work to do.”

-later in Shibuya-

You desperately try to ignore the way your guts turn, yanking down the busted streets as if you’re haunted.

He’s sealed.

Satoru Gojo, your newly husband, the one and only who stuck to you all these damn years, the love of your fucking life.

Sealed, gone in the wind, trapped in a tiny box.

But as if that wasn’t enough, rumours reached your ear. Rumours about none other than your big brother being responsible for this. Your big, dead brother.

Your feet clash against the hard ground underneath, body sprinting towards what looks like a new battlefield. Whoever this fucker is will pay for what he’s done. Not only to your husband, but to your brother as well.

And what about your students? You didn’t arrive on time, not a single update reached your ear when you entered the curtain, eyes wide open in disbelief by all the death surrounding you. If that thing hurt a single one of them, if a single jujutsu sorcerer lost their life here…

You’ll lose it completely.

The second a wave of what looks like ice begins to dart towards the recognizable outlines of people you waste no time, shooting a bunch of grade one curses their way while using one as a curtain to hold back the ice.

“(y/n)…Is…Is that you?”

Yuji. A few other students from Kyoto, Utahime, Panda, Kusakabe. They’re injured, but alive. What about the rest? Where are Mei Mei, Toge, Nanami and that old Zenin fart? You give yourself a little shake, eyes focused on your curse and the wave of ice in front of you. Now is not the right time to think about all of that. Your priority is to finally catch that fucker who uses your brother’s appearance and saving who’s here at the moment.

And the most important, get your sealed husband back.

“You have some fucking nerve, showing up and making such a mess. And now you’re even dumb enough to attack other jujutsu sorcerers. Who the hell do you think you are, huh?”

Your heart is almost beating out of your chest, eyes focused in front of you. Maybe that person just looks like him, Suguru. You found peace with the fact that he’s gone a long time ago, it’s simply not possible to see his gentle eyes ever again. You accepted the fact that he won’t trade his pokemon cards with you, that the time of getting on his nerves while secretly loving him dearly is over. No one can copy him, no one can-

“You are pretty late, (y/n).”

No one can sound like him. You shake your head in utter disbelief, mind desperately trying to process the fact that this sounded exactly like Suguru Geto, that the frame behind the falling curtain of ice and purple is…

Him.

You can’t move an inch. Instead, you just stand there in silence, staring him up and down. This looks just like him, this sounds like him. Fuck, this even smells like him, radiates the same energy as him.

But no.

The way he said your name wasn’t the same. It missed the soft tone in his voice, how it always lightened up by his small smile when seeing you.

“And you’re in big trouble.”

Is it an hallucination, some type of strange technique? No, it has to be his body, it is his body. Somebody else seems to control it.

And that someone will pay for using him, for tarnishing his memory.

“Is my own little sister not able to recognize me? I guess that’s not as bad as getting betrayed by her, though.”

“Spare me with that bullshit. It seems like you really know nothing about me and my big brother. What do you want me to do, huh? Break down in tears and cry, believe that you’re actually him? I will wipe your ass from this earth without even blinking. But before that, I want my husband back”, you his through gritted teeth.

“What betrayed me, little (y/n)? How did you know it wasn’t him?”

His figure comes closer, makes you urge to touch him just once. This is still his body, a body that reminds you of all the things you’ve been through. The serious business of trading pokemon cards that you did until he left, your shared training sessions, him introducing you to Satoru, him holding you in his arms when you’ve got your first heartbreak only for him to hold you back when you tried to set that poor boy on fire. This body still holds all of those memories.

But it doesn’t hold him anymore.

Your husband lives, though. He might be sealed, but he’s still somewhere. And that fucker has him, you just know it.

You shake them off, those feelings of melancholy. Time to focus on reality. And reality is that Satoru killed your big brother a year ago, that this thing in front of you has nothing in common with him except his appearance.

“No one will ever by as charming as he was. Now, will you give me my husband back without a fight and let me kill you? I’m not in the mood for a talk with you, y’know.”

It’s impossible and you know it. There is no way in hell this thing will give up its plan and just hand Satoru over. But at least this will buy you some time.

“You should know best that you don’t stand a chance against his body, don’t you think?”

A disregarding huff escapes your lips while you straighten your shoulders and stare right into the eyes of the big brother you’ve lost a year ago. God knows you really tried to stay cool, that you were desperate to keep your composure. But the second it grins at you with his charming face, it’s over and out.

“You should know that I wasn’t only better at pokemon trading, moron.”

“Stand behind me, I’ve got this.”

“But (y/n)-“

You don’t waste another minute. With a blast of another wave of different curses, you hit him with full force. Over the last few years, you absorbed every curse you stumbled upon. Especially the night parade was the perfect opportunity for you to steal your big brother’s precious curses. And even though you swore you yourself that you’ll never lose them, that they will remain in loving memory by your side, this seems like the perfect time to release them.

For a brief moment, you feel like crying, the way it just laughs at you with his voice, wearing his yukata, even wearing his hairstyle. How did it even come so far? How did this thing end up in your big brother’s body?

He would have wanted this, right? That you destroy his body in order to stop this madness. Despite all the horrible things he’s done, Suguru would have never wanted jujutsu sorcerers to get hurt, especially not Satoru. No, he would have never allowed your husband to get sealed, he wouldn’t let anyone attack you this roughly.

Your husband…How is he doing? Is he still alive? You feel like throwing up, just the minor thought of him potentially dying in this seal…No one was ever able to get out, some of the strongest sorcerers ended up in that cube.

No.

This needs to stop.

“Get yourself together”, you hiss to yourself, shaking off your stinging thoughts immediately.

This is not the time for sadness or grief.

This is the time for pure rage.

“I will make you pay for every sin you committed with his body”, you shout towards him while attacking him from underneath.

This thing is so fucking fast, using Suguru’s powers so efficiently that you’re almost not able to follow its movements.

You clench your hands into fists, eyes narrowed while thick fury pumps through your veins. Get yourself together, this isn’t only about taking revenge.

This is about getting your husband back.

“What would he think about you, seeing you this way? I know how disappointed he was when you left him to die, leaving him for his former best friend. And I thought I am cruel”, it spits at you, shooting another wave of curses your way.

“You know absolutely nothing about him, let alone me. You’re nothing but a parasite in his body, a bug I’ll crush underneath my heel.”

You draw yourself closer, keeping him busy in hand to hand combat. You were always better than Suguru when it came to fighting without any curses around. Where the hell does he keep that damned cube?

“You and me, we’re both parasites, (y/n). But unlike you, I can still look into the mirror without being disgusted of the way I turned out.”

“That’s because you’re looking into his gorgeous face, idiot”, you bite back, landing a full-on hit against his ribcage.

“Is that Satoru Gojo’s wife?”, Noritoshi Kamo mutters in sheer disbelief, eyes not even able to follow your rapid movements.

“Yep, the one and only”, Panda confirms dryly.

“Take a few steps back. She’ll definitely freak out-“

“RUN!”, Yuji cries on top of his lungs.

Countless courses roam around you and your big brothers’ corpse, fighting each other for dear life. He can’t help but admire you, the spark that gleams in your eyes, the way you don’t even try to hold back despite the stinging fact that you’re fighting against your brothers’ body. You look so threatful that it almost takes his breath away.

If it wasn’t for the last weapon he has in store.

“You’re not giving it everything, you’re holding back!”, he screams over the deafening noise around you both, making your veins stand out even more.

You see nothing but red, nothing but the shell of the brother you used to love, nothing but a monster that trapped your husband. That thing…That fucking thing straight out of hell.

“Uzumaki.”

The word leaves your mouths at the same time. Like in trance you stand there, watch as a giant wave of condensed cursed energy builds up behind Suguru’s frame, watch as it shoots towards you like an arrow.

You aren’t a fool, fully aware of the fact that you might get killed right here on the spot. This is your only chance to win this fight, to leave your brother’s body where it belongs, to free your husband out of that things’ grasp. But…are you strong enough?

“I can’t believe you’re already stronger than me. Look at you, (y/n).”

You kneeled down in front of him, took his hand into yours gently while desperately trying to supress a sob. This was it, the time you had to say your final goodbye to your best friend.

“Well, I just stole a whole bunch of your curses at that parade. They did taste like shit though.”

His kind smile radiated through the dark alley, right through your heavy heart. This…this couldn’t be the end. You weren’t even able to spend one last evening with him, to show him the pokemon cards you stole some kid.

“I don’t want you to go”, you finally gave in.

Faster than he was able to react, you wrapped your desperate arms around him, rested your head against his bloody chest. This couldn’t be the end, Suguru couldn’t leave you like that.

“I fear I have to, (y/n). You still got Satoru-“

“Satoru is not you”, you interrupted him immediately.

“Satoru is not my big brother. Satoru will never be you.”

“I’m so proud of the person you have become, (y/n). You are far more than a normal jujutsu sorcerer, way better than all those monkeys. You are my special, my everything. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. You’ll always stay (y/n) Geto to me. And I’ll be with you the whole way.”

Your eyes widen. Suguru, he firmly believed in you, never even second-guessed your abilities.

“You…just beat me.”

Your heavy breath hung in the air between both of you, body collapsing onto the ground from sheer exhaustion. What did Satoru just say? What did even happen the last few seconds?

“Babe, you…You were actually able to beat me.”

You…beat none other than Satoru Gojo?

“Impossible”, you murmured to yourself, staring at your bloody hands in sheer disbelief.

“You became so damn strong. My god, I’m so proud of you, (y/n)! You just have to work your ass off even more. Come on, get up, attack me again.”

And Satoru, the love of your life, your precious husband, the strongest…You were able to beat him.

You take a deep breath in, whole body being on fire. This is your moment. And you won’t let a cheap copy of your brother defeat you like that.

Like in trance, you dash forward along with your thick cursed energy, hands stretched out for him. One last look into his chocolate brown eyes, one last glance at his usually so soft features before you hit him with your fest shoot, a toe-curling scream of agony and rage escaping your lips while slamming him into the ground. Deeper and deeper, harder and harder. Back to where he belongs: six feet under.

“Give me my husband back”, you spit at him, grabbing his throat so harshly that you can feel his windpipe struggle against your palm.

Instead of replying, he just plainly laughs at you, bloodshot eyes almost piercing through you. That’s enough.

“Is this how you let it end, Suguru? Are you really letting this moron take control over your body like that! Come on, defend yourself, give Satoru back to me!”, you cry on top of your lungs, staring into the brown orbs you used to know so well.

“Pathetic. I am the one who’s in control of this body now, stupid girl!”

“I still have the shiny flareon you gifted me when I was 6, I’m always carrying it with me. I’m still sleeping in the shirt I stole from you when you were 16. You’ve done many things wrong in your way too short life, please do this one last thing right! Please give Satoru back to me.”

Your heart almost stops when his trembling arms yanks into the air, uncontrollably roaming around his Yukata.

Until he stretches it right in front of your face. The prison realm. Your husband.

“This…this can’t be possible! I am the one who is in control over this body!”

Your body goes numb, widen eyes staring at his arm while your heart skips a beat. This is really him, your Suguru. He really is strong enough to even outstand death.

His fingertips brush over your cheek ever so gently. Fuck, you feel like breaking down and crying. This right in front of you is your big brother, the person you thought you lost a year ago, the man who slipped through your fingers when he was 16 without you even noticing. You weren’t there for him the way you should have been, weren’t able to drag him back onto your side, weren’t able to save him from his unnecessary death.

“I’m sorry, Suguru. I will always love you with all my heart.”

But you know you have to go.

Now.

With one last glimpse you yank yourself into the air, hand holding onto that little cube for dear life.

Focus on the mission.

“We need to go, now”, you yell towards your students, sending a curse in the form of a dragon their way.

You straighten your shoulders, chase away the memories that threaten to destroy you completely.

“Hey hot thing, long time no see. Guess you were just as surprised as me when you saw him again, huh?”, you mutter towards the cube in your hands that has its bright blue eyes set on you.

“I don’t know when and I don’t know how, but I’ll get you out of there, Satoru. After all, we’re the strongest…”

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arctvros · 9 months

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maybe in another life

#first time drawing gojo i’m gonna throw him out the window #satosugu #stsg #gojo x geto #satoru gojo #gojo satoru #suguru geto #geto suguru #kenjaku #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk fanart #jjk season two #arctvros

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lev1hei1chou · 4 months

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I hope Gege adds a QR code as an apology in his last chapter that redirects us to his bank account. What is it for? The therapist, ofcourse

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mxnaluv · 7 months

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JJK Men and their response to asking "I want a baby"

I'M SORRY I DISAPPEARED THE WHOLE SUMMER but I'm back now <3 WARNINGS: Suggestive themes, talking about babies, Mature Language

JJK Men x F!reader

Gojo:

It was a random Tuesday afternoon and you two were just lying on the couch watching TV.

While you were watching TV, a baby popped up on the screen and you thought it was absolutely adorable. "Gojo, I want a baby!"

Gojo immediately turned off the TV in response

"Absolutely not, do you know how expensive those things are??" Gojo crushed all of your hopes and dreams in one sentence

You turned the TV back on and you tried to convince him but he just wouldn't budge

"If we have a baby, and it becomes stronger than me, then I wouldn't be the strongest anymore."

Nanami:

It was a bright and early morning. Nanami was in the kitchen, making himself some coffee while you were in the living room, scrolling on your phone.

While you were scrolling, a cute baby popped onto your feed and you almost melted "Nanami, why don't we have a baby?"

Nanami almost dropped his coffee once he heard you "In the future that would be nice, but maybe not right now."

You sighed as you went back to scrolling on your feed, imagining the future with Nanami

"Let's get married first, then. we can have as many children as you want."

Geto:

You were lying in bed with Geto, who was resting his head on your chest, on the verge of falling asleep while watching a movie.

During the movie, a happy family appeared on the screen and you smiled to yourself as you wondered what it would be like to have a family with Geto

"Let's start a family hm?" Your voice was soothing as you spoke.

Getou looked up at you a bit surprised "Right now?"

"If you don't want t-" You were cut off by Geto kissing you, he's been waiting for you to say that for so long.

"You're gonna be such a good mom hm?" Geto cooed as you were face down into the pillow while he fucked you.

AN: Thank you guys for reading!! My requests are still open and I am taking requests for Kinktober!! SO PLEASEEE send in your requests as I plan to participate this year!! I will also have my masterlist out soon!

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akagof · 1 month

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#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #geto suguru #satosugu #satoru gojo #gojo x geto #stsg #kenjaku

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kenjakusbrainstem · 9 months

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Someone Else's Birthday (Kenjaku x Gojo Satoru)

Contains: rape, somnophilia, anal.

Hello! This idea has been in my mind for a while and I finally decided to write it. Hopefully it's as enjoyable to you as it is to me. I just love thinking about things from Kenjaku's perspective so to add in even more angst with Gojo deciding to drink with Shoko in an attempt to be with a friend and drown his sorrows was fun. Comment and reblog if you enjoy, lmk what you thought about it~ Crossposted to ao3 under the same name and shared to twt as kenjakusbrain!

Over the years, Shoko had adjusted to the walk home after a night out drinking. While her trips to the bar had become less frequent since the friends and coworkers that accompanied her had started dropping like flies. It was hard to have a good time as a sorcerer when new recruits just wanted to drown their sorrows. She generally resigned herself to staying home for a drink instead of going out.

So when Gojo had approached her and mentioned that they should go grab a drink, Shoko was rightfully surprised. Gojo actively didn’t drink and had vocalized his dislike for it many times. Surprised as she was, it didn’t take long for Shoko to realize why Gojo wanted to. February 3rd was always a day the two of them spent together, though usually it was just to grab lunch or dinner and sometimes talk about their youth. Other years it was a day where they just sat in silence, neither one of them willing to talk about why the person who’s birthday it was wasn’t with them.

This year was different, not even two months had passed since Geto’s death and it seemed that had put a twist on their yearly plans. Shoko knew Gojo well enough to know that his suggestion was a form of self harm. As his friend, the right thing would be to turn him down. Shoko couldn’t stop him if he wanted to drown his sorrows though, and it would be much better for Gojo to not be alone on a day like this.

That was how Shoko ended up with Gojo’s arm slung around her shoulder as she guided him back to his home. He had attempted to match her drinks, but straight whiskey was not the best drink for someone with as big a sweet tooth as Gojo. So double cocktails and more shots than she could keep track of made their way across the bar to the strongest sorcerer. If it had been anyone else, she would have been worried about his tab, but the only thing as deep as Gojo’s well of sorrow was his wallet.

Fortunately, the trek back to Gojo’s home wasn’t long. The hardest part had been keeping the larger man upright, but Shoko had plenty of experience lugging around large, dead weight bodies. She hadn’t expected it to be an easy feat with Gojo’s Limitless ability active, but it seemed that at some point during the night, he had either willingly disabled it or the alcohol in his system muted his abilities. Whether Gojo knew this would happen or not was beyond Shoko, but she was glad that she didn’t leave him alone and intoxicated without the veil he normally kept around him at all times.

Gojo’s apartment was always a surprise to Shoko, she never expected it to be as clean as it was. With Megumi and Tsumiki out of the house, it made sense considering the amount of time Gojo spent anywhere other than home. Closing the door behind her, she led him into his own bedroom, which was also nearly spotless save for the unmade bed. Feeling a bit tired herself she let Gojo drop onto the bed in a less than delicate manner. He barely responded to the rough treatment, simply groaning and pressing his face into his pillows. Rolling her eyes, Shoko left him and headed into his kitchen. A glass of water and some aspirin would be needed, even for the strongest sorcerer after the night he’s had.

She sat them down on the bedside table next to a small framed photo of the three of them in high school. Pulling the blankets up and over him, she made her way over to the window, cracking it slightly to let some fresh air in. There wasn’t much more she could do for him in this state, so she resigned herself to a short walk to the Jujutsu High Campus. It was closer than her apartment and it wouldn’t be the first time she’d slept in her office. Hopefully she would be awake by the time Gojo strolled into the school. She was a little worried that this could impact him negatively, but he was stronger than that.

It wasn’t unusual for Kenjaku to keep tabs on Gojo Satoru, but he generally made a point to not get too close to the man. His plans hinged on a few specific things, and Gojo not seeing him until the moment he was ready with the prison realm was one of them. So it could almost be considered foolish for him to be in his current position, standing over Gojo’s bed as he slept fitfully.

Kenjaku wasn’t one to throw away his plans on a whim, but he also wasn’t one to ignore his own curiosities. He had known that the connection between his vessel and the six eyes was a solid one, but he hadn’t expected more than a normal mourning period from Gojo Satoru. What a surprise he had found upon entering Geto Suguru’s body, the connection between the sorcerers was more intimate than he had anticipated. Not only was this discovery inspiring for Kenjaku in regards to potential plans, but it also pulled him toward Gojo like a magnet. He didn’t need to be this close just to observe the man’s behavior, and yet there was no place he would rather be in this moment.

Observation from afar hadn’t been enough on a night like tonight. As he followed the two friends through the streets silently, not detected by the all seeing six eyes. Kenjaku wasn’t quite sure at what point he noticed Gojo wasn’t using his abilities, but he was sure the man was too drunk to notice him when he was pulled out of the bar, slumped over Shoko’s shoulders. Once they had made it back to Gojo’s home, he simply waited for her to leave. It was a gamble, they’re close, it would have made sense for her to crash on Gojo’s couch. Luck was on Kenjaku’s side tonight, it seemed.

The barrier he put up over the faint one surrounding Gojo’s apartment would undoubtedly go undetected by anyone other than the six eyes himself. After that it didn’t take long for Kenjaku to find his way in through the window that Shoko had so thoughtfully opened. That was how he found himself here, standing over the unconscious man in the bed. The strongest sorcerer, the greatest threat to his plans, completely defenseless in front of him. This would be the perfect chance to seal Gojo, if only his plans had progressed far enough. Since there was still work to be done that would have to wait, but there was no reason not to take advantage of the state of the man before him.

Reaching out his hand, Kenjaku traced his fingers softly along Gojo’s forehead, traveling down to cup his face. His skin was warm to the touch, feverish even in his unconscious state. It seemed the alcohol had affected more than just Gojo’s mental facilities, his lack of reaction showed Kenjaku just how unconscious he was. The smile that spread across his face was one of malicious glee, it had been years since he’d been able to touch a six eyes user like this. Granted the last time they had been far too young for his tastes, he’d just killed them and continued on. He couldn’t quite remember a time where he’d had this ample of a chance to prey on someone so strong.

There were few people in Kenjaku’s long life that affected him on a scale that caused him to regard them as an enemy of sorts. The six eyes was the closest thing, even if it was a one sided relationship, as they had no way of knowing the interactions their ancestors had with him. Even if they had tried to stop his plans in some way, it hadn’t been done out of a grudge but merely to keep the peace in their respective lifetime. Due to his own body swapping, he knew any incidents were seen as unrelated and prevented any awareness of him looming over their heads. Even if Kenjaku was always building to help his plans come to fruition, they were none the wiser.

That grudge of sorts was a large part of the draw he felt in this moment to defile the man before him. Kenjaku knew that killing Gojo would only set his plans back once again, so he’d use this vulnerability as an opportunity to get out some of his frustrations.

However, there was another reason Kenjaku felt so drawn toward Gojo Satoru, his vessel’s memories of the man were so bright in comparison to the memories of the other vessel’s he had inhabited. Their relationship had such a profound effect on Geto Suguru that it had burned itself into his very soul.

The hand that cradled Gojo’s face applied a little more pressure, gripping his chin and squeezing his cheeks together. The continued lack of reaction assured Kenjaku that he would likely have ample time to get out his own frustration and his vessel’s desires. Though the thrill of potentially ruining his plans just for a quick release amused him greatly. Regardless of what happened, Kenjaku just wanted to have some fun, it was his vessel’s birthday after all, why not celebrate?

Leaning down, Kenjaku pressed a soft kiss to Gojo’s unmoving lips. They were soft and tasted sweeter than he expected for someone that had been drinking all night. His tongue trailing the crease between Gojo’s closed lips, as if searching for some kind of reaction. Squeezing his cheeks a little more, Gojo’s mouth opened just enough for Kenjaku to kiss his way into it, tongue tracing along the roof of his mouth.

Kenjaku suppressed a small groan at the feeling of his tongue rubbing up against Gojo’s, it had been some time since he had been close enough to someone to kiss them. He didn’t often seek out intimate partners, so the sensations felt all too hot, especially in this new vessel. Kenjaku hadn’t quite worked out what parts of his newest body were sensitive, but the shiver down his spine told him his vessel approved of the action.

His hands left Gojo’s face, slipping down to take the blankets off of his body. The soft kisses he’d been placing on the man’s lips slowed to the slightest touch before Kenjaku lifted his face up. Looking down he could see Gojo was still fully dressed, not entirely surprising that Shoko hadn’t undressed him. Kenjaku didn’t mind though, he did like the idea of unwrapping his own present.

Sitting back, he once again took in Gojo’s appearance. The man had just worn a black turtleneck and what appeared to be the same dress pants he wore to the school that day. A simple outfit, but with a personality like Gojo’s, Kenjaku assumed he didn’t need flashy clothing to draw attention to himself. Especially the way the turtleneck hugged his muscles, it made Kenjaku want to open this present faster even if it did risk waking him up. He was nothing if not patient though.

There was no need to be too patient however, Kenjaku thought to himself as his hands drifted further down Gojo’s body. He didn’t want to waste the time that the six eyes would be unconscious on just observation, so maybe he did need to act a little faster. Deft fingers undid the button on Gojo’s pants, it didn’t take too much effort to pull them down either since there was no resistance from the man.

Kenjaku’s hands slowed to slip Gojo’s pants over his bare feet before dropping the clothing to the ground beside the bed in a messy lump. Perhaps to Gojo it would look like he had just become too hot in the night and pulled the clothing off himself. Pushing Gojo’s legs up to bend at the knees, Kenjaku settled himself between them. His face nestled right between the man’s thighs, mouth watering at the sight before him.

Gojo, to no surprise, wasn’t aroused. His cock soft as Kenjaku looked at it fondly, that wasn't what he was looking forward to though. Pushing Gojo’s knees up toward his chest revealed the man’s tight ass, the real present for Kenjaku. He didn’t have to reach too far back in his vessel’s memories to find a time where that cute ass was wrapped around his cock, he couldn’t wait to feel it for himself. The last man he’d fucked he had been in a woman’s body, so the interaction had gone much differently, this was a feeling he supposed he did miss.

Adjusting himself, Kenjaku moved forward slightly, closing the remaining distance between himself and Gojo. The hands that held up his legs slid down Gojo’s strong thighs just far enough to be able to spread his cheeks, revealing Gojo’s hole to him. Bringing his face forward, Kenjaku brushed his tongue against the ring of muscle.

He watched, trying to keep track of any reaction from the strongest sorcerer above him. So far there hadn’t been any movements, but with all the attention he was giving such a sensitive area, anything could happen. Slow licking turned into Kenjaku pressing his tongue past the tight ring, just before slipping it out and allowing his finger to enter slowly. Pacing himself, Kenjaku started working the muscle to allow for another finger to fit in alongside.

It was quite the sight, being able to watch this closely as he fingered Gojo and prepared him for his vessel's thick cock. He knew that it was something Gojo was used to taking, but he knew it had been some time since they had fucked. It shouldn’t take much more prep though, their bodies seemed to fit together so well if his vessel’s memories were anything to show. Thinking about fucking Gojo into the mattress in the body of the man he loved had Kenjaku holding back from grinding his hard cock against the bed for some kind of relief.

Kenjaku wasn’t normally the kind of lover to take things slow and easy, especially when his lust was fueled by the need to defile the man before him. He just wanted to avoid waking Gojo at all costs. So he slowly, carefully worked his fingers, making sure to not force his way inside all at once. It was almost hypnotic, watching Gojo’s body suck his fingers further inside. As he slid a third finger he knew that this was as ready as he would be able to work Gojo.

Gojo had barely moved during all of Kenjaku’s toying, the only indication that the man was still able to feel anything was his slowly hardening cock right in front of Kenjaku’s face. It seemed Gojo’s body, even when unconscious, was still very responsive to his ministrations. Slipping his fingers out of Gojo’s tight hole, Kenjaku slowly repositioning himself above the six eyes.

This view of looking down at Gojo, lewdly posed with his legs held up and ass open to him, wasn’t a new sight to this vessel. Kenjaku could see many memories of his vessel and the six eyes in this position, the only difference was in the others, Gojo was pleading for more. A very willing participant, in contrast to his still and unaware visage now. It did spur Kenjaku on more to see just how worked up his vessel could make Gojo, his cock throbbing as he slid down his pants just enough to expose himself.

Lifting Gojo’s legs a little higher allowed him to align himself with Gojo’s entrance, the head of his cock slipping inside with a small thrust. The tight heat felt familiar to his vessel, but having the six eyes wrapped around him was a new feeling to Kenjaku. Slowly he pressed his way into Gojo’s body, the preparation he’d done just enough to allow only a small amount of resistance. Bottoming out, Kenjaku felt his balls press up against the swell of Gojo’s ass. If he had thought Gojo’s face was feverish, the heat around his cock was something else, intoxicating even as he found himself unable to move for a moment. It felt so good to be buried inside Gojo Satoru.

Kenjaku slowly started fucking into Gojo’s tight core, each thrust measured to bring himself the most pleasure. Gojo’s body had been nothing but a toy to him all night and now was no different. The steady, deep thrusts felt like heaven to Kenjaku, it was as if their bodies were made for one another with just how well Gojo took his vessel’s thick cock.

Sliding a hand down from holding Gojo’s leg up, Kenjaku’s fingers brushed along Gojo’s now fully hard cock. It bounced with every thrust, begging for a little attention from Kenjaku. Even in this state Gojo’s body had still found a way to beg for his vessel, Kenjaku thought it was almost endearing. At the brush of his fingers, Kenjaku felt Gojo tighten around him, the sensation pushing him closer to the edge.

The new pressure felt too good for Kenjaku to want to slow down. He fucked into Gojo harder than he thought safe, it just was too much pleasure for him to want to drag it out any longer. Kenjaku’s hips slamming against Gojo’s ass as his cock was being squeezed so tightly by the six eyes. He was so focused on bringing himself closer to the edge that he barely noticed a small noise from below him.

Kenjaku’s eyes snapped up and away from watching himself fuck into Gojo’s body. He hadn’t noticed Gojo had moved, his hands up by his face as small whimpers spilled from his lips. The thrusts from Kenjaku hadn’t stopped, he kept his pace steady as he watched the involuntary movements from the man below him. Gojo’s eyes were screwed shut still but his mouth was open and panting, it seemed the pleasure was getting to him as well.

He knew that it was dangerous to keep this up with Gojo so reactive now, but Kenjaku just couldn’t stop now. Each thrust was harder than the last, reaching so deep within the six eyes he was sure the next one would wake the man. Kenjaku knew he was a few moments away from filling Gojo, he wanted to make them count. This was not the time for holding back.

Unexpectedly, Gojo’s body tightened around him like a vice, making it almost impossible to thrust without using more force. Kenjaku was too close to slow down, fucking harder into the six eyes body. He watched as Gojo’s barely touched cock twitched as it came all over his chest, some even reaching up onto the man’s face. Gojo’s eyes still shut as a single name started to fall from his lips.

“Sugu-” Kenjaku’s hand covered Gojo’s mouth before he could speak any further. Not wanting the man to wake himself up by speaking or ruin his own orgasm.

Fucking into Gojo’s twitching hole, Kenjaku felt himself finally snap, emptying himself deep inside the six eyes. He rode out his orgasm silently, teeth biting into his lip to prevent a noise from escaping. The blood pooled in his mouth as he finished, thrusts slowing finally. Kenjaku slowly slipped his spent cock from Gojo's body, quickly wiping himself on the bed sheets before tucking himself away one handedly.

Removing his hand from Gojo’s mouth, Kenjaku silently got up from the bed. Gojo had somehow still not fully woken up, his hands coming up to his own face again in some comforting gesture to himself. Kenjaku was almost tempted to wake the man up just to get more of a reaction to what he had done. He considered himself lucky that this risky plan had worked out, the post orgasm endorphins mixing with his pleasure at defiling the six eyes brought a malicious smirk to his face.

Kenjaku knew Gojo wouldn’t be able to remember this even if part of him had woken up while he was buried inside the man. He would have loved to see the look of betrayal and despair on Gojo’s face at the realization that he’d been used like this. That would have to wait, it would be worth it in the end to be able to trap Gojo and get a reaction out of him later. For now he was more than happy to live knowing he got to take advantage of the strongest sorcerer in the most intimate way, all with him being none the wiser.

Slipping out the window he’d entered and back into the cold, Kenjaku left quite a mess and many questions for Gojo upon waking in the morning. For him, it was just another way of adding confusion and chaos to the world around him.

#kenjaku #gojo satoru #kenjaku x gojo satoru #kengo #jjk smut #satosugu angst

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What happens to Teen Fushiguro in the Shibuya Arc after Kenjaku & Mahito kidnap her?

Ah yes, I forgot about this one. Okay, so I imagine that they take you underground or wherever their lair is and like idk... cast spells on you to keep you from using your powers against them. You continue to threaten them, hurl insults at them and they find it amusing because 1. You're a child 2. You don't even know how easily they could kill you. 3. You're a child, why are you trying to fight the boss fights??💀

Anyways, you grow on them and they do end up becoming yanderes for you too. I mean, Kenjaku is like grandfather/guardian figure to you, and if like Getou is still alive/concious inside him, then he's like an uncle/godfather figure to you. They're bothe very protective, Getou more than Kenjaku, while Kenjaku is more like those veteran granddads who want you to become the best version of yourself and be independent, so they don't help you unless they absolutely do need to step in, but nevertheless love you. And once you do learn whatever skill/lesson he wanted you to, or actually become independent, he does not want you to use those new skills or become independent and stop relying on him for "protection" (even if u don't want it in the first place) or leave him/try to replace him. Nuh uh.

Same goes for Getou too, only he's far more gentle with you. Of course he wants you to be stronger and independent too, but he's far more likely too jump in to help you way before any true harm befalls you. He's softer in his lessons, always has that gentle smile on his face as he dodges whatever attack you launch on him. Encouraging words as he pats your head while you're on the ground trying to catch your breath.

As for Mahito, he's much more like an annoying older brother who bullies you for shits and giggles but God forbid if anyone else hurts you. I mean he'd still make fun of you for getting hurt, but rest assured whoever harmed you is now obliterated.

Your time with them is spent with Kenjaku provoking you and finding whatever it is that makes you tick and then having you spar with curses or with Mahito (who takes great joy in being a jerk). And sure, compared to all of their other victims, you're in "paradise," but in reality, your mental is taking a plunge very fast. Because Kenjaku and Mahito have realised your trigger point-

Abandonment issues.

So they use that against you. Everyday, they tell you that your father left you, that Megumi never fought hard enough for you because he didn't like you, that Gojo knew Megumi had a sister but he didn't take you in with him, and that the Zenin clan did consider you a nuisance which is why they let Gojo take you to Jujutsu High, just so that Gojo can use you as a weapon.

And sure, you'd argue that none of it is true but when a lie is told enough times, it starts to feel like the truth. So with the constant feed of negative words and being cut off from the outside world, reader couldn't help but believe all those lies, and that's how her self esteem and mental health took a turn for worse. She becomes more isolated, more quiet, more... dead. She lacks the energy to fight off those curses, not even fazed as they come a little too close to actually killing you (obv Kenjaku or Mahito step in before they can). And this is the point where they think that now that they have broken you down, they can start building you up again... and have you join their side of the battle. Of course, you're still against that, just not putting any actual effort into reacting to them, but then... they bring Megumi.

Or well, Sukuna occupying Megumi's body.

You instantly recognised them both- recognised the shift in the energy, recognised the monster who was disguised as your brother and you broke down. Fell to your knees, sobbed hard enough for your body to shake until Sukuna gathered you in his arms and moved to a private space, away from prying eyes.

You cried and cried, and Sukuna didn't need you to actually say anything for him to understand. You were mourning for your brother, who you knew has a target on his back now that he was Sukuna's vessel, who wouldnt be leaving him so easily. He just patted your back and assured you that everything will be alright if you just listen to him, made you remember how he promised that he'd always be there for you, made you promise to stick by his side and nothing bad will ever happen to you.

"Sukuna?" Your teary voice croaked, the curse king hummed in response. "Promise you won't hurt Megumi? Won't let anyone else hurt Megumi?"

Despite everything, you still cared for your brother. You didn't really need him, but the way you begged... Sukuna didn't have the heart to say no.

"Okay. Only if you listen to me." You nodded, sniffling as you rested your head against his shoulder.

From there on, I think that Kenjaku will continue to help you weild your powers to become the perfect vessel for Sukuna (who has actually no intention of using you as a vessel, no he just wants you by his side for eternity, all for him to spoil and pamper). You follow Sukuna's rules, stay indoors and only come out when he let's you accompany him, sometimes he'd let you enter his domain expansion so that you could meet Megumi, who tries to convince you run for your life and don't worry about him.

Now, I like to think that a point comes when Gojo is finally free from the prison realm and is now ready to beat everyone's asses, and that's when Sukuna mentions how he has been having a good time with you, which only provokes Gojo to fucking murder him and even Megumi, before he finally decides to just beat his ass and look for you (probably when you stop Gojo from killing Megumi) and that's how Gojo ends up snatching you away as you scream for Sukuna to not kill Megumi, beg Gojo to let you go because Sukuna would kill Megumi if you're not there. And all of this sounds like Stockholm syndrome to Gojo and the gang, who again, keep you under lock and key.

#yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere jjk #yandere Kenjaku #yandere getou suguru #yandere geto suguru #yandere geto x reader #yandere getou #yandere geto #yandere mahito #yandere gojo saturo #yandere gojo satoru #yandere sukuna ryomen #yandere sukuna #yandere sakuna #yandere #yandere gojo #yandere gojo x reader

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Limerence | Six

C H A P T E R SIX

limerence / lim-ê-rêns / (noun)

“Obsessive romantic attraction towards another person”

Summary: In which the owners of Jujutsu Incorporated, the Ôgami brothers, are suddenly interested in you.

Pairing: Alpha!Sukuna x reader, Alpha!Itadori x reader, Alpha!Gojo x reader, Alpha!Geto x reader, Alpha!Nanami x reader, Alpha!Kenjaku x reader

Status: Ongoing.

Genre: werewolf au, soulmate, polyamory relationship, angst, fluff, omegaverse, a/b/o dynamics.

Warnings: smut, violence, mentions of knotting, heats, ruts, insecurities, some descriptions of reader’s body, mention of possible ED, omegaspace, domdrop, swearing, blood, depression, suicidal thoughts, possessiveness, obsessive thoughts, Alpha tendencies.

Chapter Warnings: Yandere behaviour brought to you by Suguru, mentions of a scar, pups mentioned, violence, Suguru being a pantie thief.

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Taglist: @better-imagination-9 @tiredjuniper @jjkz @honeybeeboobaa @cherryblossomdelusion @dependsonthedream @alluresenses @qardasngan @imcamboaf @ondragonhonour @misscaller06 @itsberrydreemurstuff @queen-luna-007 @thepeachesclub @xxemmarldxx @elleflying07

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Previously on Limerence:

“Jade.”

“Yes. Jade. She will be tried for having attacked a soulmate, as well as some other things we’ve found but she’ll get thirty years just for attacking you.” Yuji smiled, he was happy she would be put away for harming you.

“Wow.” Your eyes start to sting with tears, you’re not even sure why. Yuji doesn’t ask, instead he pulls you into his lap for a cuddle. Even though you tense at the soft foreign touch, you allow him to move you as he pleased and comfort you in the way he knows how to.

“It’s okay. It’s over now.” He whispered gently stroking your hair as he hugged you to him. A few moments of silent thought passed before he spoke once more, “I understand this has been a very long and exhausting day for you, I understand this is so new to you. We all understand. We especially hope the incidents that have occurred today has not stopped you from accepting us as your mates. Though we can all have a serious discussion about that later.”

Yuji’s hand cupped your cheek leading your eyes to meet his, “I will say this, no one will ever hurt you again for as long as I live. This I vow to you.”

You were quite shocked, no one had ever said something like this to you before, it made your heart thump quicker in your chest until you felt it was about to burst. You could feel it in your throat, pulsing, beating so hard your head hurt. You wanted to thank him, kiss him, hold him so tight and never let him go. Your body worked against your mind and omega, your head simply nodding. You cursed yourself but seeing his joy at just your acceptance was enough to help you relax.

“Can I stay and watch you work? It’s a little…crowded out there.” You gesture to the hallway, thinking of the nest with three of your mates sleeping peacefully.

He chuckles knowing exactly what you mean, “Of course angel.” Yuji smiles happily and continues quietly working on his computer, you shuffle a bit getting comfortable on his lap. Surprisingly you found his work boring and unsurprisingly you fell asleep. Yuji smiled at the sight, you felt comfortable enough to sleep on him, it was more than he could have ever asked for with his mate. Even when he turned twenty seven he was unsure whether or not he’d find his mate.

Now that he had, it was his job to protect you as best he could. He knew he wouldn’t be around you all the time and there would indeed be times where all of them were busy at the same time, there was no guarantee you would always be safe. Unless he got you someone who could protect you day and night. A bodyguard. Swiftly he opened a new tab on his computer searching through the company’s alphas who had completed their training, he scrolled to the ones who were best in all their divisions.

He saw a name quite familiar to him, Toji Fushiguro . Mated. Married to Aiko Fushiguro. Two children. He was perfect. Yuji would of course consult with his pack alpha before making any decisions, but he was quick to make a note of it so he could talk to Kento when he was in a better headspace.

At this same time, Kenjaku was busy sorting the Jade business. In fact he was staring her down right now, trying to calm his wolf so he wouldn’t break through the iron bars that were between him and her. She was sulking, pouting, she actually had the audacity to sulk after attacking his mate. Disgusting. He wanted to rip her limb from limb for her crimes.

His entire body shook as he listened to the police officer explain how she would be processed, never once did his murderous eyes waver from her figure. She was now his target, she was now his prey. He would do everything in his power to make sure she never saw the outside of a jail cell ever again. To make sure she knows what real pain feels like. To make sure she suffers.

Kenjaku can’t get the memory of you like that out of his head, you with a handprint marking up your pretty face, you with the back of your clothes torn open by the bitch’s claws, a big rugged scar on your back for everyone to see. You looking so dazed and weak with tears filling your eyes, he couldn’t stand it. He still can’t.

But he’ll endure. For you, he’ll endure.

Meanwhile Suguru had gone to your apartment to get your anxiety medication, per a feral Kento’s order. He wasn’t going to disagree, not when the savageness was sparkling in his pack alpha’s eyes. He went straight away to fetch the pills, catching the keys to your place in his hand and driving there with the help of the sat nav.

He doesn’t know what he was expecting when he entered your place but it wasn’t this. Dull, lifeless colours painting the walls. Black, white and grey all over the place, not even a hint of colour. It had his hands itching to grab his phone and go on Titsi and fill your home with colourful nesting blankets and pillows. Focusing back on the issue, he searched the bathroom first. Looking through the mirror cabinet, his eyes scanning over the lotions, perfumes and bath stuff all fully stocked. Some of them not even opened, most of them barely used.

It had Suguru frowning, did you not have relaxing bubble baths after stressful days or weeks at work? Did you not massage lotion into your beautiful skin after the aforementioned bubble baths? Did you not spritz the sweet perfume on your still damp body? Well he would just have to fix that. Honestly he was getting excited just thinking about taking care of you in such a way.

Of getting to delicately scrub your body, ridding it of dirt and stress, while you played with the soapy bubbles. You letting him gently rub lotion into your dehydrated skin, the way you would sigh happily when he would press harder on that particularly tight spot. The way he would spray a little bit of that lovely perfume you wear on you once you were fully satisfied.

He couldn’t wait to love on you. But for now he didn’t have time to fantasise, he had pills to find. He closed the cabinet after taking a quick whiff of your perfume and headed into the bedroom. Inside once again it was dull, except for something he spotted shoved in the corner, almost hidden from eyesight before a reading chair.

A bright pink bunny, very dirty and roughed up. But it was the only colourful thing he saw in the entire apartment. He picked it up, it looked like a children’s stuffed toy. Maybe it was yours when you were little? But why had you left it so dirty? Why was it so damaged? Another thing for him to fix.

Suguru placed it back down and scanned the bedside tables, even looking through the drawers. He didn’t find the pills, though he found a different kind of toy. A simple purple silicone mould, no details but very obvious what it was. He tried not to let the smirk on his face grow as he put it back and shut the drawer. He moved over to the drawers filled with your clothes, opening them one by one from bottom to top. Finally he opened the last one, filled with your underwear and fuck he couldn’t help himself.

Picking a pair up he brought it up to his nose taking a huge whiff, he groaned at your scent that still lingered on them. After slipping a pair into his pocket he moved on to the kitchen he finally spotted them, the anxiety medication that Kento had ordered him to get for you.

Suguru was intrigued, truly, he didn’t mean to snoop but with how interesting the rest of your house was he couldn’t help himself. He checked all the kitchen drawers and cupboards, your fridge-freezer and he didn’t like what he found one bit. A couple packs of ramen and some out of date milk. How were you living like this? He instantly made a note on his phone to find out your bank account details and transfer money into it, as well as giving you his black card.

While he’s at it he makes note to add your name to the lease of their new house. Their current house was much too small for all of them to fit, you didn’t have your own room and there was certainly no room for pups. Pups. He had to swallow down the primal urges that were rising within him and threatening to take over him. Taking one last look at your place, he left locking the door, deciding in his head how sad your life must be to have the absence of colour in every aspect of your home.

The drive back was quiet, even with the radio playing music, he was in his head the whole time thinking about you and that empty space you called home. Did it represent something more? Or was it just him overthinking something that means nothing. And what about the florescent pink bunny, hidden in the corner?

By the time he had arrived it was night time, the street lamps giving a golden glow to the street, he stepped out of his car pills in hand as he crossed the road to his house. The outside of it was dark blue, only a few lights were on, shining through the windows. He wondered if you were still up or if you’d felt comfortable enough to fall asleep in someone else’s home.

What he found was not what he was expecting. Inside the nesting room was a distraught Kento sat on the end of the bed with his head in his hands. Satoru and Sukuna were trying to console him but it wasn’t working as he continued to blame himself over what had happened.

“Where is she?” Suguru asked, waiting patiently for one of his brothers to give him a reply.

“With Yuji. In his office” Sukuna whispered shooing him away with his hand so he could listen to Kento.

Suguru rolled his eyes and made his way to Yuji’s office. Sure enough you were sat inside, on the lap of his brother no less, asleep. Yuji smiled, “All good?” The words came out a whisper, but Suguru heard them and nodded walking further into the room and placing the bottle of pills on the desk. Yuji read your name on there and the medication type. “She has anxiety?” Yuji asked more to himself.

“Don’t we all?” Suguru joked making his brother give him a ‘shut the fuck up’ look. He raised his hands up in a show of surrender, smirk still on his face.

“I just mean, I didn’t know she had it to the extent of having to take meds for it.” Yuji explained his thoughts glancing down at you.

“Neither did I. None of us do. I guess I realised that when I was at her place too. None of us know her yet, we don’t know anything about her, her life, her family. None of it. We’ve known her for a day, not even a full day either.” Suguru sighed, he couldn’t wait to learn more about you.

“We will soon. I’m excited for the days I know all there is to know. I will feel like I’m complete as her mate.” Yuji laughed with joy on his face only for Suguru to wipe it away.

“Something tells me there will always be something new to learn with our gorgeous mate.”

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