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The Sorcerers in a Relationship | Choso

Word Count: 10,075

Setting: Choso x gn!reader

Content Warnings: dark undertones, suggestive themes, mentions of various abuses, touched on trauma topics, but I strayed here and there, spoiler for the series, as well as Choso's lineage, there is a moment in which we briefly cover if the reader wishes to bare children

Summary: headcanons of Choso as a relationship partner, and what the relationship would entail, from attraction, courtship, commitment, and more.

A/N: I swear I did my best to keep this SFW, but It is so hard when there are images of Choso's jaw and neck line, and just... Choso. 🥴I will go on record by saying, I understand if you feel that the elder Death Womb Painting is too soft to become a yandere, and that is a narrative that works for you, and I support that (I look forward to reading your works!), but I will not be entertaining bashing in my inbox. 🙃

[image is not mine, it belongs to Gege Akutami the creator of Jujutsu Kaisen]

To be loved by the death womb painting is to know dependability. To be loved by Choso is to know the brisk chill of fall day amiable into the depth of the sunset, hues of orange crisps delicate against the sunset and amber garnets. It’s the assurance of the crips crunch of leaves beneath the heels of your shoes. Greeted by the tinge of frigidity caught into the tips of your fingers. Tingled and ached seared past the tips of your cozy sweater, quivered as though vivid leaves flickered into the stiff autumn breeze. The early indications of winter greeted to the tip of your nose, delighted to dip your chin into the plush of your scarf. Cozy and snug secured by the knot at your collar bone. Nuzzled into the knit fibers, tranquil to the delicate hushed tones of autumn ushering summer from its throne.

Eliciting a smile from the corner of your lips. Cultivated memories of pumpkin pastries fresh from the oven. Warm and gooey nothing compared to the thrill of your senses as his palms clasp over your own. Enfolded from your fingers fondled delicately as though he were clasping hand blown glass. Brittle and breakable caught between his powerful palms. Your back warmed secured to the grasp of his arms that enfold around your shoulders, the phantom touch of his defined jaw dragging against the crescent of your neck. Desperately seeking warmth from his neck. Exposed to the rasp of his husky breath rousing hidden desires. Gnawing yearning that blossoms at your breast and settles in the pit of your stomach drawing the heat to your cheeks. Hitches in your breath rattled to your ribcage that expedites warmth from the tips of your ears to the cusp of your existence. Eases your bones, and the exhaustion from your heart. Weariness lifted from your features; your thoughts hung only on the warmth of the man who cultivates your heart. Choso’s love is like that of a hot shower in the cold of winter clinging to the scent of sweet basil. As light and sweet whip cream subtle to the note of his sweat. Warmed earth, the hidden entice of his gaze as it means your own. Fingers that tenderly whisper inveigle into your skin. Muted spices that ignite in the steam of the shower dared to tase your senses. Dangled in a way that leaves a comforting linger of fragrance upon your skin as welcoming as diving into soft bedding. Snuggled into one another’s embrace assured of the safety of your home. To be loved by the enigma placed between curse and sorcerer is to bask in simple pleasures. Dates nights with board games savored between sips of hot chocolate. Delicate grazes that sooth the end of your hair faint to the touch that lull you to sleep. Toyed as his eyes trace your features, committed to memory. Giddy to detect the pale touch of a fine line traced at the corner of your mouth. Vestige of the joys of your relationship leaving its mark upon your essence. Drowsy mornings, the meet of your toes beneath blankets as the light of the day begins to seep through sheer curtain kissed upon the highs of his cheeks. To be loved by Choso is to know his heart is with you. Captivated at the bat of your eyelashes and cultivated at the elicit of your sighs. To know that his heart will remain with you regardless of where you may wander, or the time apart. Tended to by envelopes pressed with kisses reminding you to take care upon your voyage. To be loved by the Death Womb Painting is to know that he eagerly awaits your return.

To be loved by Choso is to understand that you will have to be veracious. You will have to approach the relationship with authenticity and ensure that all facades have been slipped from your soul. Pure and clean with no traces of shadow upon your soul.

Let’s be clear, he does not in fact expect you to be innocent. Depths of depravity is not a guaranteed deal breaker. It’s your ability to be forthcoming that he adores. The ability to approach him with authenticity is necessary. More so, you will find that he will need a little bit of patience alongside it.

It’s a bond born of sincerity. It’s one that is cultivated in kindness, and steadfast loyalty. Undying commitment, one that will not fold with the passage of time, nor the sway of the tides. Its devotion is wrapped in gentle touches, and soft gazes. The touch of his hand through your hair and the silence of the night.

It’s unwavering. One that cannot be swayed, bathed in integrity. Assured by the warmth of his larger hands enfolding over your own, marveling at the size difference between yours as he plays with your fingers. Toyed in the plush of his lips as the smile spreads across his lips, and his eyes peek at you through thick eyelashes.

To be loved by the Death Womb Painting is to know the safety of a gentle companion. A phantom that lingers over your shoulder, curiously peeking at what has caught your interest. A faint presence that is aways within reach tender as cashmere. Soft words whispered into the snug of your neck. It is simple pleasures dressed in adornment.

Free of pretenses and forced stuffy extravagance. To prefer simple delights such as a teaspoon of honey dipped into your afternoon tea as you dare to bundle into a blanket under the security of the veranda. Sipping upon the fragrance sweetness as crisp foliage is carried through the breeze. Happiness that lands upon a bed of leaves, content to delight in the crisp of earth beneath you.

His love is not one bathed in cologne, nor can you expect lavish gifting. Rather, Choso’s love is that of handpicked flowers, the soil snagged beneath his nails. Boyish joys that form at the high of his cheeks as he offers them to you, clueless that his generous selection is composed of weeds.

It is to be honest when something is on your mind. To understand that he has very little experience with the world, and to adjust your response as such. Though, he would rather endure a truth wrapped in barbed response than welcome a lie wrapped in beauty. To respond with sincerity and to respond to his tender touches with returned warmth.

Know that an embrace for him especially at the beginning is bold, dangerously so for his entire world, and that the very brave endeavor is one that rattles him to his core. His soul will sing upon you returning his grasp, and reveal the quiver of certainty hidden beneath his stoic façade. Delicate and winding as the smile that responds as you peer up with him out of curiosity.

The reality is, regardless of where you are in life, you with almost all assurance, are the experienced partner, but do not mistake this as a lack of interest in learning on the false Kamo’s part. No, rather, you should press just a little further and delight as he comes undone.

Choso is attracted to individuals who are reliable, and it’s without surprising that the sincerity in which you approach life and relationships is a significant turning point that will lure him to your side. He did not become the oldest of the death womb paintings without being the product of cruel games at play and has no desires to relive the atrocities of his upbringing. We don’t blame him for unresolved Daddy issues.

Because of this, you will find that the cursed dipped sorcerer yearns for someone lighthearted and sincere. The world of jujutsu is not a simple one. It is a world poised in bleak obscenities. Curses birthed upon nightmares enridged upon insanities, and he was ripped from his mother’s womb abandoned amongst the wastelands of existence. His mere being is a mockery of life one that other forces desire to lock away from sight.

It is not a surprise that the older brother desires a lover that tips into daydreams. Soft and sweet to take him away from reality. A bright energy that breathes life into his existence separate from his willingness to die for his siblings. A joyful smile that allows his shoulders to loosen, and arms that embrace him upon greeting.

Though, don’t be confused, while one would suspect that Choso seeks a partner that is dependent, that leans up on his touch and is not far from reach. As faithful as a pet that desperately awaits the door-- he may find such a rare occurrence adorable, he loves to see the sparkle in his lover’s eyes upon the slip of words between their teeth. Unable to deny the pleasure of sharing passions.

Truthfully, he would find a partner that is not without their own pursuits and lack of free thought… a mere imagery of his parents. A chained relationship, loyalty bonded only due to the forced state of the relationship, tethered, and bound for fear of reprehension. A shadow of his mother locked away from sight subjected to endure onslaught of morbid curiosity, and the distant sound of her tears tucked away by a false smile.

I dare say he would cherish your sass and backtalk. It reassures him that he is nothing like his “fathers”.

No, the blood wielder is attracted to independent partners, one that can stand alone and wander as they will. One that will remain steady despite his absence when his pursuit of Itadori has forced him from his home.

He needs someone who will approach him with tolerance. Accept his unfamiliarity with social expectations, how he shies away from touch, or becomes confused at common phrases. Choso has not had the opportunity to be properly introduced to the world and its adventures, even as simple jumping in mud ridden puddles. The death womb painting has a deep desire for encouragement. He desires security, and comfort. Perhaps a deep seeded craving that neither he nor his brothers ever received in life.

A partner who can provide emotional intimacy, tender words, and carefully soothe the lines of worry from his brow would be everything to this man.

There are two scenarios in which I can imagine Kamo meeting you.

The first would be something simple, perhaps a human existing outside the jujutusu universe, not from a lack of abilities but as born of your disinterest in dealing with the double-edged sword of the community. Opting to stay out of the crossfires.

Dipped in the slowed hues of the day paled by the languid shades of blue. Stale shades of blue mimicked pale water that conceals turbulent undertow. The deceiving calm of the sky crackled soft clouds that somehow seemed dreary and hung upon the silent still of the dim of the day. The small knit playground near abandoned, shadows by the trafficked by the busied of stores, venders, and schools. Slipped from existence, forgotten amongst the passersby. The silent of a day, an opportunity to slip away from the mundane just to discover the motionless silhouette of a man nestled into the set of a swing. The knit of his brow he managed to sit upon the seat. The catch of sunlight between the sway of trees, and yet wrapped in an adornment of what you could only conclude to be priest robes or unfamiliar cosplay, he remained still. Befuddled dark eyes that stayed stagnant, glued to the blades of grass that flickered beneath the playground equipment. As though a frozen phantom, unacquainted with the intentions of the equipment leaving you to place your belongings quietly at the bench. Your hands that caught at the chains of the swing before daring to whisper into his ear, “hold on,” the quip of his head. His brow creased at the press of your hand at his back. Attempting to hold your composure rather than marvel at the firmness of his body as the swing caught to your force. His ponytails caught the shift of the movement, swayed beneath the chortle of your giggle as his body jerked briefly from shock.

The other way would be a sorcerer of the jujutsu world that has strayed interests. Neither falling into full bend of the expectations of the elders or the three families like a result of falling out of aligned goals such as Okkotsu. Unable to properly mask your dismay for the judgmental bags that wallow fear and cast away children for fear of the unusual. Barely kept in the loop as punishment, save for Satoru’s sense of humor and blurred intentions. The occasional babysitter for Megumi.

The burden of his weight pressed into your back. The ache of carrying the added weight for so long as you attempt to maneuver throughout the ruins of Shibuya. The last minute impart of information—you could kill Satoru. You really could, and least of all, you had not expected to be toting a bloody man’s form through the rubble. Dear god was that Todo terror right, have you grown flabby? Ah, none of this had been apart of the agreement; you had accepted the role of ensuring Okkotsu had access to Sukuna’s vessel, a young man. Not that the esteemed blight of the Satoru had bothered to share. While parts of the plan had followed as anticipated, Okkotsu was accompanied by failproof guards warded by the higherups, although you hadn’t expected that one of the prized Zenin born children would have been deployed, but had truly caught you off guard was the cursed dipped sorcerer you bore on your back. Intercepted the threat with no hesitation capable of going head-to-head with the famed asshole. The depths of his depravity was an unexpected surprise, and you could chastise yourself for not having guessed he was a ticking timebomb. No, you had not expected for your entrusted role would be claimed by well…. Whoever—whatever this was, or that you would be carting him to safety. Yet, witnessing Okkotsu’s capable abilities first hand--- leaving this person exposed to the night air felt wrong, a sacrificial distraction for the higher ups to pursue.

It will take some time for Choso to realize that he likes you as he often a natural affiliation for taking those within his vicinity under his wings. Especially those that feel almost close knit to him, because of this, it will take him time to separate the part of him that is willing to help a friend, from the version of him who is willing to go to extreme and uncomfortable measures to be within your vicinity.

Again, this is fairly uncharted territory for the man.

While it will be quite a bit of time for him to sort out why he is drawn to your side, and understand that there is no underlining hidden familial lines that have been buried. No one can blame him for being worried after discovering Yuji was his little brother! Yet, the moment that it dawns on him that it is not some instinctual big brother senses, you discover that he is far more adamant about pursuing you than he was before, and with intentions.

He’s confident.

“confident”.

The death womb painting is not entirely sure how to go about pursuing you, or if he has even wandered into your gaze or a time or to. Rather, he is assured of his decision. He has no doubts that he is interested in you, and even less concerns that his heart is not anchored to your own.

Really, he’s just uncomfortable with the concept of courting. Again, bear in mind that the closest thing he has witnessed to a relationship is the mess of his birthright. He’s unsure of what is considered an appropriate approach to engaging you, and the concept of attempting such things from the movies that he has witnessed in his little brother’s reclusive cave his sensei had set up is… embarrassing at minimum.

Grand gestures, stopping airplanes, and shouting your desires in a public place not only feels humiliating, but insincere. Choso cannot connect how his willingness to shout your name from Tokyo Tower coincides with years of devotion on his part. Is there some way that you can detect that a partner will remain loyal throughout the years because they are willing to engage in such grand gestures.

No, flirting for the blood wielder will be one that is indirect. Subtle to the point of madness. A desire to get to know you would be an indication, though it’s understandable why it would be difficult to differentiate his interest in you from others. The way he leans forward and listens to every recount detail, he wants to know the depths of your being, your interests, your childhood, and all that you can offer.

He puts forward a great effort to talking and refuses to settle for anything dry or mundane like recent television shows or how your day was prior. More so, you’ll find that he has a concerningly willingness to engage. Downright unabashed at approaching conversations with the intention of seizing your attention for hours on end. He wants to know everything.

The false Kamo is the type to reach out with out a second thought. There will be no games in waiting three days or refusing to make the first move in this aspect. He is more than excited to reach out to you as you cross his mind.

In a silly way, your best indicator that that the curse user is interested in you is his overtly polite stance in how he engages you. Yes, he has a tendency to be considerate of those he is fond of such as the way he hangs on Yuji’s every words, or the way he listens to Tsukumo speak, but there is a near formal way that he regards you…

Truthfully, he’s depending on his enthusiasm to enter your orbit and remain in your pull as the way that you will realize that he is interested in you.

Choso approaches courting with extreme caution, and at his own pace. He cannot be pushed to expedite his intentions. He’s not the sort to just take your hand because the mood fancies him, or to kidnap you from your work to visit a carnival. Rather, he’s much more secure with sentimental gestures at are committed to building a stable foundation. It’s not that he won’t engage in romance, but that his approach is far more practical.

It’s in the way he values your time. The high significance of actions ahead of words. There are those who will depict their desires to spirit you away to Rome or Paris, but then there are those who would much rather await the day the opportunity affords it—Choso is the later.

He proves his affectiosn with subtlety, and boundaries. If you have brought up a favorite treat, he will pick it up on his way to meeting you for work. He can remember that you always sip a specific brand of coffee/tea/juice, and as he secures a beverage for himself and Itadori, you will find that he has also slipped your preference into the bag as well without a second thought.

It will be the small things that he has noticed about you in his observations that are a testament to his affection for you. His idea of romance is practical; small touches offering you his sweater when it is cold or allowing you to evade his space for warmth. Far too embarrassed that he wishes you would linger just a little longer.

It’s small moments.

Small moments that build meaning, that equate purpose and ensure a foundation in which you will always be linked to one another, but if you are wanting any progress to occur why else are you here, the odds are… you will have to make the first move. Unless by some choice you are fortunate enough to make him jealous more on this later to enforce a confession from the man, you’re just going to have to take this step first. It’s better this way because the alternative route will result in a rather bitter start.

Choso would never forgive himself for starting off a relationship that way.

So, you will find it easier to just be up front. Don’t play games, do not dance around the topic, or have him wondering if there is a chance you will like him, or do not. If you are the sort to depend on body language, gentle touches, or small tokens of affection, he enjoys the attention, an opportunity to seize your eyes upon him for a bit, but he will NOT have the slightest clue that this is you expressing your interest.

He needs you to outright say it.

And not by dragging him an expensive, lavish restaurant that serves impossible small portions. No, it will need to be something small and without the pressure of him needing to immediately respond. Such as a break between snubbing out curses, or from assisting him to navigate the grocery store he wants to take care of his little brother so badly, but he does not understand the concept of a modern store. One that your smile is natural, warm to the moment. Just at peace to be in his presence, how your eyes wander to his own as he sips from his vending machine tribute. As you pretend you are not looking at that defined neckline. Before simply stating, “I like this. I like you.” Leave no misinterpretation to chance.

Dating can be a bit uneasy to differentiate between your established relationship and your courting phase. Again, this is nothing that he is accustomed to, and as the party that has the most experience, it will be your duty to ensure the shift is one that you are comfortable with. Because truthfully, Choso is low maintenance.

The curse born has content to simple sip tea along your side, wander through gardens from time to time, or share in one of those horrible movies his little brother recommends. However, it’s understandable that on your end, this may not be enough. I mean, you want to hold his hand eventually. So it cannot hurt to be prepared!

The first few dates, Choso will lean upon your willingness to take the first steps to understand what qualifies as dating, or significant developments in your relationships. Though he would be prone to utilizing what feels natural for him. Inquiring if you would like to go for a walk through the neighborhood. Accept your excitement about a limited edition pudding, picking it up on its way to your house bag in hand.

The elder brother enjoys dates with an intent. A clear itinerary is one that is bound to spark his interests. Some part of him enjoys being able to look through the expectations for the day and mentally prepare for the demands of the day. Emotionally prepare for moments that will be loud, and work up the courage for the moment in which he will take your hand in front of everyone.

If you feel the need for extensive dating, one s that have an itinerary such as approaching a fair with a laid out plan of which booths to hit will be interesting for him. Especially with how unfamiliar the concept is for himself, but the best dates for Choso are simple in nature.

Ones that require no prior knowledge and are simply born of your desire to be with him.

Dates that are sweet nights together watching a meteor shower from your veranda. The roll of dice in cozy clothes as you dare to lean across the table, risk obscuring game pieces to plant a kiss upon his nose.

In a relationship with Choso, it’s important to note that your partner has no desires to burden you with expectations or demands. He has no desires to burden you with his struggles, and often times struggle to balance the sacrificial martyr position he often places himself in. Far too willing to give of himself to others, you may at times feel like Choso is playing tug-a-war with his desires to be a lover and a brother.

If you can find it in yourself to remain a patient partner, and allow you to chase after his familial duties, you will find a bit more peace in your relationship, but there will be times in your relationship that you will have to put your foot down on his behalf. He struggles with saying no to those under his deemed care. Not that I can imagine Itadori taking advantage of his older brother, but individuals like Satoru would definitely capitalize on the opportunity.

In a relationship, you should expect that Choso’s patience for emotional drama and continual misunderstandings is lacking in comparison to other potential partners. It’s not because he is not a patient man. He is calm, and extremely composed in most of his day-to-day affairs. However, he finds the concept extremely overwhelming. Draws out bits of anxieties out of him from his lack of upbringing, and further poisons insecurities he has buried deep down. All Choso wants in his life is stability, an on concept amongst the word he was created.

He desires something that is natural, that flows with one another.

Choso yearns for a relationship that is peaceful as elders rock quietly on their unassuming rocking chairs. Commitment that will devote to lifelong devotion. The unmovable force in his life that does not yield to the higherups, or the press of morals.

Though his expectations of the relationship are nothing that he is not willing to give of himself. The sorcerer is well committed to preserving your comfort in the relationship and is certainly not the type to stray. He’s as devoted as the sun is to set at the end of the day. Truthfully, he is extremely firm in maintaining a healthy relationship with equal grounds for both partners so much so that at times he can appear very demanding.

In love, Choso is a deeply committed partner. He is concerningly loyal to the point that the existence of another person in this world that could exist in a romantic perspective. Just as he pursues his little brothers, he is one tracked mind. Literally, in Choso’s world, there is no one in this world who can take his place. None that can compete with your beauty. He will be completely oblivious to any advances from outside forces, far too eagerly awaiting your arrival.

Choso poises honest and mutual respect into his relationships in ways that often border into near confrontational attempts as he wants the reassurance that he is not in fact forcing you into anything. It can almost be maddening how considerate he is at times. The blood wielder is highly devoted to developing emotional intimacy and solidifying his bond with you. At times, it can be difficult because in some ways it appears as though he may not be ready for these steps.

He’s almost childlike in how unfamiliar he is with such things.

But, he’s not deterred. Choso is the sort to seek out advice—I can imagine him fidgeting with a scowl fixed to his brow as he twists to and fro with his poor little brother Yuji becoming increasingly uneasy with the elder’s obvious fixated glower in his direction. Mangled to approach the topic, inevitably coerced by Yuji’s inquiry as to what it was he wanted to talk to him about. Yuji is equally inexperienced, and the discombobulated way he flips Choso’s world upside down when he expresses that he should just “go with it”.

Because of the likely areas that Choso will extract relationship advice from, he will intentionally seek environments that could inspire vulnerability between the two of you, and ensure that you are progressing your relationship in a secure way, but while this at times can seem odd—and they are, it will conclude fairly quickly.

He can only endures so much of the obscure approach to bonding a relationship before you will realize that he is forcing himself through these motions and set him right at the clasp of your hand over his own. Expressing that really, all you desire is to pick up a pizza on the way home.

Struggles to maintain composure when he witnesses you in his robes, cozy and lazily stepped to the side.

Choso’s devotion is not without consideration. He is a devoted man, one who will make far more sacrifices than you can fathom. There are no gestures that will be wasted on him. A packed lunch will set his cheek and heart on fire, and leave him a little sputtered when someone inquires about the pink bundle he has hidden within his sleeves.

Touches of extra fabric scent in the way you added his laundry to your own will leave him to snuggle his nose into his collar, the scent of you still touched upon the fabric. His stomach almost in knots at how intimate the implication is. Some part of him wishes someone would point out that you smell the same.

While Choso desires a mutual ground for relationships, he often leans towards more traditional values. Now don’t worry this does not mean that you are condemned to a life of a stay-at-home parent—though if this is a future desire of yours he will iron out the details. Because the implication scares the shit out of him. But, he’s not confined to the concept of you having to succumb to these traditional standards.

Rather, he’s fairly attached to more traditional relationship values. Two partners, committed to one another, but he is respectful of your beliefs. It may take some time, but Choso is committed to working things out even if it means trying to navigate nontraditional relationship standards.

Though, I can’t say that it will go well as time goes on.

His familial background with a nontraditional relationship was horrendously toxic. Spoiler the whole his human mother he cared for + Kenjaku+ the OG Noritoshi Kamo that utilized his mother and all of her children for his entertainment. So, it’s fairly understandable that Choso is weary of any relationship standards that stand outside of the norm.

He does however, remain adamant to respecting your desires so long as you are mindful of his own.

Choso will remember everything, absolutely everything. He’ll remember what you ordered from the little shop o the square the one time you went there. Choso can recount even the smallest of details between the connection of how your eyes floated to the gentle blossoms in the florist window, or the way your eyes light up at the prospect of a new weapon being unearthed.

At times, his dedication to remembering every detail can often appear obsessive in his pursuit. Down to the exact point that he is aware of exactly where you will be on Thursday at 3:14p.m. The level that he is in tuned with your day-to-day is almost frightening, and if it does bother you, you will need to reassure him. Push back at how he probes.

Choso could easily dip into the yandere territory, and it would take time for us to notice because his sincere concern and affection for his partner is just so damn genuine.

Though it’s important to know that in this relationship, you have the spotlight. The man will worship every fiber of your being, kiss upon your brow, to blossom mark upon your collar, through your bones. You dreams are his own, your passions are his.

In Choso’s world, your world will take precedence. In all sense of the word, you are just short of the reason why the sun rises in the morning. I’m only short of exaggerating there is that minor competition with Itadori.

The Death Womb Painting takes his commitments with sincerity. Just as you have witnessed with his brothers, Choso takes his word as devotion, his commitment is his voice, and his sacrifice is his love.

It’s important to note that if for some reason you thought that a casual relationship was in the cards, you will be highly disappointed. Attraction, relationships, love are occurrences that Choso takes lightly. In his life, stability, security, and reassurance are everything that takes precedence in his desires. A casual relationship leaves room for wandering, to explore alternative choices, and welcome new opportunities.

And while I can imagine him engaging in a one night stand, I cannot see him remaining a float in such a relationship. In many ways, the commitment in itself is half the attraction, the lure of promise forever on the tip of his tongue. He craves that touch of eternity, and a casual relationship threatens everything for a short fleeting fling.

No, for Choso a relationship that has no end line for commitment is not one that he would openly pursue. For him, the sincere connection, the loyalty displayed between the two of you is all he yearns for.

It’s important to understand that in approaching Choso, the intent for eternity is heavily implied, and one that he will not easily part with.

That being said, I imagine that a family with the curse bound spirit would be a topic that bears significant turbulence. On one hand, we’re not entirely sure if he’s capable of bearing children in the even that you are capable of conceiving. The barriers in which his own conception is a unique concoction, and one that will take into consideration if you wish to start a family this way.

In many ways, you’ll find that the dynamic that Choso holds towards his little brother is almost what we can expect from him as a father. A tad overbearing, consistently hunging on every word, and eager to follow the child’s lead. Consistently worried, and always on edge, worried over every potential threat that his child could endure. But in this word… is that an unfair worry? If he could allow himself to release a bit of the inherited leash, Choso could make a wonderful and attentive parent. We have seen the love and devotion for his siblings—he would be willing to do so much more for his children whether adopted, fostered, or carried.

I can’t imagine him turning down an adopted or foster child, but I can see him having a few more concerns because they are not bound by his blood senses as a biological child would be.

However, truthfully, Choso holds so much resentment, and burdens bound to his soul that threatened to drive him under at every turn. It’s a tether that connects him to a damning sentence that holds him a choke hold, and the moment he sees your eyes wander to smaller children. It will seize his thoughts, panic his senses, and horrifies his cores threatening to send him into depravity. It is everything he fears rolled into a receiving blanket.

Really, I feel like for his personality, he would do best with one child, but for how heavy his bonds are with his brothers, I just cannot imagine him staying at one child…

For how devoted of a individual Choso is, the odds of him cheating are specifically low with no real interest. He truly craves stability over novelty, and is not the type to be lured away from a a set of pretty eyes and tender words. Especially with how inclined he is to naturally having distrust from those around him. In a healthy relationship with respected boundaries, and free of tension, he is not the type to share a bed with another.

Now, let’s be clear, he is a surprisingly vengeful man should his boundaries be pressed, and unresected to passerby. More later. Under the right pressed and toxic concoction, Choso would use sex as a way to enact revenge if he saw it necessary. Though he would prefer alternative routes, it’s not entirely cut off.

In many ways, communication with Choso is often gentle, and amicable. He is a natural, warm communicator that is used to tending to the needs of others. It’s not surprising that he can listen to disgruntled complaints, even those directed at him. Really, I imagine that the majority of people feel comfortable initiating conversations with him against his will. He has a peaceful aura that will be comfortable and leans itself into random people, sharing far more than he is comfortable to accept.

Save. Him.

It is his own fault though—he has a natural way with words that are flowed and comforting that, anyone can fall into his honeyed orbit and drown in its sincerity. It’s that part of him that is considerate of others, and succumbs to the conversation. He’s empathetic, far too willing to allow himself to be dragged into conversations with a stranger, and even validate their grievances and attempt to offer assistance in resolution.

But I would still recommend that you keep your expression constructive, and gentle. He carries such a burdened sense of self, that truthfully I can see that approaching the chosen topic of tension from a negative, and aggressive state will only lead to fighting. A fueled pumped of angst on both ends that is not likely to end well. At the same time, I imagine that unless you remain peaceful and considerate of his feelings…

You will need to monitor his actions rather than his words as the older brother, the one to carve the path on behalf of his siblings, Choso is accustomed to burying his emotions. Snag them behind a stoic expression, and allow the onslaught to continue well pass normal breaking points. That truthfully, I cannot see him approaching an issue between the two of you of his own conviction.

Rather, I imagine that he would seek to maintain the peace misunderstanding that silence does not symbolize an olive branch. Choso is in able to mask his concerns with busying himself. Attempted to distract himself from tasks that are waying on him, and the nagging feeling of tension budding into his relationship. Something he does not know how to navigate, and has never faced before.

Because of this, it’s best to approach your discussions with precision, and sincerity. While the approach at times can be a little… hurtful, the sorcerer is far more accepting of blatant honesty than sugar coated truths. It’s apart of what attracted him to you, and is a selling point in your relationship. Really and truly what assured him to take the steps to take the dive.

Overall, he’s near dynamic in his responses. Assuming nothing touches far too close to home in which case, he is quick to fall off the deep end and allow his actions to possess his consciousness. As we have witnessed firsthand, Choso cannot sympathize with individuals with sibling conflicts—not out of bitterness. I think to some extent he can be considerate and empathize with the common familial battles such as the limitation of hot water, that one sibling always demands more attention, or the grubby fingers that always take the last dinner roll, but nothing so deep seated as intentional strives to hurt one another aside from petty sweater borrowing.

No issues that intentionally subject siblings to unnecessary injury, physical, emotional, absolutely none of it--- he will not be able to hold his composure. And he may end up adopting the afflicted sibling.

I can see him butting his nose into any of your family problems more than you may like. All of it is sincere, and not intended to come off as judgmental as it often does, but for Choso, it’s easy to blur boundaries when it comes to family. His lines are not clearly defined within his own family, and its certainly easy for him to expend more than he should.

So it’s to be expected that his borderlines are fuzzy when it comes to your own family ties. You will likely have to save him from overtly demanding laws as he is likely to sacrifice far too much of himself to help. On the same end, you’ll have to rescue your family from him if he detects underlining themes of abuse.

His pressing into family affairs whether his or your own can become intense and a little rigid. His standards at times can be downright unforgiving, and this applies to how you handle your family as well.

Fighting with the Death Womb Painting can be a very emotional tinted affair, and you will have to be forth coming about how your behavior has contributed to the source of strife. Anything short of admitting your fault in the verbal dispute will leave him with the impression that you are genuinely unaware of how you have played a part in the dispute, or that you are trying to manipulate the perspective. Neither of which will end well. Not because he is likely to outright reengage.

He’s more likely to back off the entire affair.

Choso has such a difficult time processing emotions in general let alone when they run extremely high. As a natural born protector, he has a deep seeded fear of hurting loved ones, and will go to extreme lengths to avoid conflicts. He’s a natural peacekeeper as the older sibling, and quick to simply sort things out, or burry them with lock and key.

Not only does this run the risk of extreme health issues and eventual combustion that will be downright vile and vengeful, but it also places an extreme strain on the relationship that will open itself to a multitude of miscommunication. The reality is that in attempting to keep the peace, and bite his cheek, the curse wielder is likely to appear extremely cold and detached. To the point of bordering into insensitive that can leave you with the feeling of emotional abandonment.

During these times in which he believes he is preserving the relationship and defending it, he is completely unaware of how you have grown silent during dinner, that his shoulder recoils from your touch.

Dead bedroom ahead.

It’s because of this that owning your part in the conflict is the preferred route to voyage down. Withe he will still attempt to safeguard the relationship and stuff down that little bit of conflict, with a gentle approach, he’s likely to come undone. The concept that you would handle him so delicately is foreign to him. He’s putty.

I’m not joking. While the Death Womb Paintings care and would die for one another, as the oldest brother, Choso has always bore all of the responsibility. Has entrusted himself with the task to carve a path to the future whether it was a course that was a painful duty or not. He always took the responsibility, and a part of him wishes that he had the inner strength to do so in a relationship, especially in the beginning. He very will try to fake it, but it’s not going to be… successful.

Choso grapples with self-doubt. Just as he claims responsibility, he also bears the burden of all failed attempts and conflicts. Even the smallest of infringement will leave him with the impression that he has failed his brothers, and all others within his vicinity.

Though he will never admit it, it’s evident in the way he carries himself. How he lingers on every word, expresses the knot in his throat as he mulls over every detail. The sorcerer craves validation. Reassurance that he has done the right thing, that he has always done the best with what he was provided. More so, he is especially delicate when it comes to criticism.

An unexpected people pleaser, I mean I don’t blame you for being surprised at how his mouth draws a natural line, but for those he cares about, he cares so deeply for the opinion of those within his circle. So much so that any slipped comment can bruise his ego, and create a small wedge between the two of you.

Though if you were to adjust your input into something constructive with ways that he can improve, or ways that you would prefer how he approaches something in your relationship, you would be amazed that any anxieties will be nullified. He’s leaned into every word you utter, an advice you have to offer.

Especially if this is bedroom talk, he is taking mental notes if not actual physical notes for him to recite. He really does want to learn, he wants to do his best, to be his best for you, and if you are willing to offer the road map without any pretenses, he is ready to set sail.

Truthfully, for Choso a bit of patience in arguments or disputes can approach everything with more ease than you would expect. Especially as time goes on and he feels secure in your relationship, he will be much more forth coming. Choso is a deeply passionate man who can allow his inner desires to drive him, and to know that he has ever come off as uncaring is devastating. He will do everything within his power to ensure that this never happens again.

Another reason I feel he could be a candidate for a yandere.

Jealousy is a delicate topic for Choso. On one hand, in the early stages of a relationship, it is as natural as breathing. It is as simple as the fold of his fingers through your own as he clutches them tightly, anchoring you to his body as his teeth meet at unforgiving at the slender curve of your neck, and the bruising of ownership that follows.

Coupled with his natural self-doubt and the circumstances of his birth and the treatment of his siblings, it goes without saying, Choso is not a trusting man. He is cautious, and takes every movement with sincere disposition, ready to withdraw at the slightest detection of something lurking beneath the surface. Trust is not easily earned for the Death Womb Painting, but his scorn if he feels he has been wrong certainly is. Ask Itadori.

In the beginning, he has the tendency to become jealous over small little things. Such as the joyful flit of your laughter that meets his ears as your giggle at another person’s joke. He can feel his nose wrinkle, the arche of his brow, and the clench of his teeth. Though it does not occur to him that he is angry until he has nearly ripped you from your seat. Oh, gods does he feel remorseful for it later, but for now... his priority is separating you from this threat.

How a name keeps dripping from your tongue as you discuss your day-to-day, a repeat customer, a friendly co-worker, all of it has him clutching his fists and biting his teeth, but the moment you dare to praise him. To admit that you found this person’s work ethic commendable or dare to express that you find this individual reliable, he can be quite vengeful in his handling of you that night.

Remember how I expressed how he can be especially vengeful? You dare to flirt with another, you will find that he will do everything within his will to remind you who you belong to, and if it has strayed further.

He’s toying with how he will enact his revenge.

However, I don’t feel like this would last forever. Truthfully, in the beginning he is weary, nervous, and frightened. It was so easy for others to become manipulated and danced into schemes that they never intended. He just doesn’t trust this perpetrator, even if you do so yourself.

If you haven’t guessed, it’s not materialistic offers that elicit his jealousy. A person offering lavish bouquets or gaudy jewelry is not likely to attract his interest. Rather he’ll meet them with a stale, dead pan stare as he tries to fathom why they thought this would ever work on you.

You can expect that as time goes on, Choso is more subjective, a little more tamed than he was in the beginning stages of the relationship. He feel secure in your reassurance, in your sincerity, and the tender reminders you sprinkle to the kiss upon his cheek only furthers his safety. Reaffirms the security in his life, and eases all of his fears from his shoulders, and so, he can for the most part, laugh at any who dare to attempt flirting, knowing fully well that he will savor the elicit rejection your return to such offers. His smile is tucked into the palm of his hand.

No, it’s the simpler approaches. The man who leans in close to whisper into your ear, the way his hand grazes your own, how his eyes meet your own, these are the type of things to have him boiling in range, a lethal aura radiating off him.

It comes without saying that Choso is fiercely protective of those he deems worthy.

It’s not intentional to be resource guarding. Even though it has flitted over to that area. It is in many ways, the genuine side of his nature. He is guided by his concern, by his love, and is rooted in all of the best intentions. He adores you, he worships you. The curse dipped sorcerer yearns for security, to know that all is well in your world, and that you can live without fear—and he will make sure of it.

So much so that, Choso’s protective nature can seize all of his thoughts, and can kidnap all of his senses to a place far out of touch, allowing his desires to shelter to run rampant in its wake.

He will go to extreme lengths to protect those around him and will sacrifice everything to ensure your and those he cares for’s safety. At all costs. He will not hesitate to safeguard what he deems precious.

And because of this, any infringement can be especially ruthless.

In love and a committed relationship, physical touch will be explored with great consideration. He did not dare to approach Yuji with the more explicit stuff, but took the advice for the beginning stages, before being pushed more explicit material by Tuskumo. Oh she delighted in giving him everything in her inventory as well as suggesting specific paragraphs. Yet, you will find that for all of his research, he is almost sloppy in his initial approach.

He’s touched starved, desperately yearning to wrap his fingers around your own, thread his fingers through your hair. To press promises, lifelong promises to your lips as they meet his own. Etch his soul int the press of your skin and succumb to the depth of your cry as everything he has read is out the window. Guided by lust and devotion.

Though at times it can be easily to believe that Choso is only committed to physical touch as a love language because of the sexual nature, and way he gets far too carried away, it could not be further from the reality. He is guided by his deep need for connection. The implied depth of intimacy that comes with this step.

The poison blood wielder is not the sort to simply entertain someone’s bedroom because the need has arisen within him. He’d rather just take care of that himself. The yearning is not something he is unfamiliar with and can easily fend off if need be. Though he wouldn’t dream of spending time alone when you have all his yearning. No, it is the weight of your hand in his own. The significance of causal embraces, the ability to trace the lines at the high of your cheeks.

There is nothing that contents him more than to simply snuggle against you in the dead quiet of the night. The sense of pride and assurance he feels as you tug on his hand in the public streets, or cozy up against him during a winter stroll.

Words of affection do not come naturally to Choso in many ways. The most familiarity he has with the concepts is that of an older brother consoling a younger sibling, and for obvious reasons, this will not fit the bill in a relationship.

Choso is a man of action and believes strongly that the way he handles everything--- the meaningful approaches he takes to pour himself into the other relationship is proof of his devotion, and the concept of having to verbally express this can cause him pause.

There’s a stall as he attempts to navigate the concept of unabashed praise. The first round of attempts will result in muddled sputtering that in no way bears any resemblance to speech. His ears bathed in red, and the way he averts his eyes. As time goes on, he will successfully articulate broken speech patterns to thread together some form of praise, compliments that are sincere, but mangled. Small cracks in his voice, the shy touch of his knuckle against his cheeks as though masking his reaction to his own feeble voice.

It’s extremely difficult for him to articulate his feelings, to offer sweet nothings without pause, and though it may not seem it, he truly is trying. It just may not be as fluid as you desire in a partner. Maybe one day he’ll get there. But he may not.

To be fair, any word of praise you offer him will be delicious, but oh will the response be even more so. If you have a kink for blushing, lay into him.

Gift giving will be… comical.

I’m so sorry, but…

You can imagine that the only experience that he has with gift giving is buying small gifts for his siblings, little pinwheels, stuffed animals, and toy cars that he had witnessed small children playing with on the street. He has no idea what constitutes as a good gift for a lover. He certainly knows what others Tsukumo would recommend in the adult content. But that doesn’t feel right, by any means, and so he is left to lament staring at packages.

Package within each hand, the knot of his brow as he struggles to understand the implied meaning behind each gift. The significance of either, befuddled as he struggles to understand why Tokumo would suggest such options, or what it is they do. Yet, despite the sensual images plastered on each package, he cannot fight the gnawing feeling that this… isn’t right. He can feel the knot that has begun to settle in the base of his throat, choked in frustration as he struggles to determine what would be a good option. Until the pat of a hand meets his back happily, unaware that he had drawn the attention of a sorcerer, Takuma. The grin from ear to ear as he pats his shoulder nonchalantly, never quite grasping the necessity of space in greeting before his eyes fall to the items in his hand. The forced smile of the younger has simply assured Choso, that this isn’t it. And as Takuma muddles through the awkward expression that is fitting on his brow, an inquiry of what he’s up to settles the matter fairly quickly and erases the extreme discomfort from the interaction. Allowing Takuma to simply settle into a reassurance figure that simply nods when Choso expresses his intentions, and pauses with a soft smile. “I think you should pick what feels right.” Easing the explicit images from the man’s hand, and encourages Choso to think on the gift rather than follow another’s suggestion. Following the older being to wander vender to vender, and welcomes the smile that forms on his face when Choso shows what he has found. “I think [LN] would love that.”

It’s always going to be good boy Ino, but were’ here for Choso.

It’s a bubble wand.

His gifts will be small tokens, composed of everything he can recount you sharing with him, small things with a bit of assurance in the beginning that you would never turn down, such things as candy, bubble wands, paint kits, little things that almost seem childish to an extent, but are placed in the sincereness.

In receiving a gift, Choso will keep everything you offer him, even if he doesn’t understand why you would gift him, whatever this is, but he is pleased none the less to accept it. A small smile as he accepts the gift, and holds it with delicate fingers. He’ll treasure it, even if he never uses it properly.

With Choso’s natural care taking tendencies, it’s no surprise that Acts of Servie is not an area that he struggles in. He is in many ways far too devoted to it that he often comes off more micromanagement than affectionate. Yet, the duty he takes to take care of your every wish and need is not one that should be overlooked. He is affectionate, and thoughtful. Quick to pick up extra creamer for your coffee, or your preferred milk [dairy, goat, almond, or even oatmilk], he simply knows you need it for your afternoon tea. I also imagine that he will do his best to try to learn how to navigate this electric kettle, but it will definitely be a few go rounds until he has it right. Maybe a few fires, again he is not accustomed to this modern world. Give him time.

Quality time is Choso’s preferred love language, and one that comes naturally. Any free time he has, he is content to drift into your orbit. Just to remain at your side. Whether you wish to go on an outing, to explore some zoo in the area or theme park, even a movie date, but for Choso, he’s honestly content to just linger nearby as you finish work, or are engulfed in a recent game release. Low key is amazed at your ability to control that little box with blue and red on it. Becomes excited when you offer to teach him, and the press of your front to his back as you guide his fingers.

There really is no struggle to have him spend time with him—he is so eager and forthcoming to gift you every moment he has to offer. Regardless of how you desire to use it. He’s just happy to be near you.

The reality is, to be loved by Choso is to know commitment. It’s to know unwavering devotion that will not fade as eternity claim you. It ‘s sacrifice, it is long hours placed in one another’s care. It is the stern of his voice, a light reprimand as he tenderly cares for a laceration at the side of your cheek. It is adoration verified by the dedication of his presence. The relentless hours he pours himself into the vow of your relationship. It’s gentle touches, the way his fingers curl around a strand of hair as his gaze lingers to your lips. It’s the late hours as his eyes wander your figure, the gentle way he tucks the blanket to your sleeve, and whispers sweet nothings at the marks of his admiration that lingers upon your exposed skin. It’s simple pleasures, small moments of intimacy, and of innocence. To be embraced for childish delights such as playing on a swing, or the meticulous way he weaves arbutus, azalea, orange blossoms, and daffodils into your hair all bearing significance. Strands carefully tucked behind your ear. To know the security that there is no other in this existence for him, to know that an existence without you at his side is meaningful, to know his affection will never stray. Nor will it be claimed by another. Its loyalty laced in every fiber of his being, evident in how his eyes stay upon you. Trace your figure, memorize your laughter, and lean into your touch. It’s love that knows truth, and valor poured into his blood and bones, and bent to security. Into love, into you. To know that you are the son, and he is the delicate sunflower that seeks your gaze.

He will remain by your side.

Regardless of what dangers he faces.

His life is yours to claim.

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