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yandere-daydreams · 5 months

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Title: Idolification.

Pairing: Yandere!Itadori Yuuji x Reader (JJK).

Word Count: 5.0k.

TW: No Curse/College AU, Fem!Reader, Non/Con, Prolonged Stalking, (Unintentional) Emotional Manipulation, Oral Sex, Drunk Sex, Unprotected Sex, Age Gap (Reader's 27, Yuuji's 22), Intimidation, Brief Mommy Kink, Pepper Spray, and Obsessive Behavior. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat.

“I’m so, so, so, so sorry.”

“It was an accident, you don’t have to—” Yuuji was cut off by another splash of milk, quickly followed by another jet of water. Her makeshift treatment was harsh, the temperature alternating unpredictably between ice cold and scalding hot, but Yuuji took the abuse with a smile that was almost bright enough to distract you from the red, aggravated skin around his eyes. Almost. “It’s alright,” he managed, eventually, doing his best not to sound like he was being slowly drowned in your bathtub. “Believe it or not, that’s only the second worst thing I’ve gotten in my eyes.”

Knowing him, it was probably closer to the fourth or fifth, but that did little to ease your guilt. He’d been leaving as you were getting home from your second twelve-hour shift of the week, and from there, it’d been a comedy of errors. He spotted you coming down the hall, haggard and bleary-eyed, and saw the babysitter who’d spent more summers than not keeping him (and, by association, his older half-brother) out of trouble before their family fell off of the face of the planet, and reacted the way Yuuji reacted to most things – with open arms and a contagious smile. You’d looked at him, a far cry from the kid you’d spent so much time looking after, and seen a very strange, very grown man loitering outside of the door to your shoebox of an apartment before charging towards you with a manic expression and, well, you had always wanted an excuse to use the pepper spray you carried near-religiously. It was only a shame it had to be on someone as sweet as Yuuji.

Now, you were on your knees on the floor of your bathroom, your fingers tangled in Yuuji’s hair as your roommate gently waterboarded him with a cartoon of organic oat milk in one hand and your decade-old showerhead in the other. The front of his t-shirt was soaked through, his lung half-flooded at least, but he was still grinning like you’d greeted him with a blank check and a litter of puppies. “Honestly, it’s on me,” he insisted, his enthusiasm too potent not to be genuine. “Miss Shoko mentioned she was living with someone.”

At the mention of your roommate, Shoko Ieiri, your attention shifted to the woman in-question. You weren’t an idiot. After the shock died down, it hadn’t taken long for you to piece together why a young man would be rushing to get out of your apartment while your attractive (albeit, socially dead) roommate was home alone. When she met your prying eyes, you shot her a pointed glare. “Cradle rocker.”

She threatened to turn the showerhead on you, but relented as soon as you flinched away. “He’s in one of my classes,” she muttered, then pushed herself to her feet with a soft groan. “We’re out of milk,” she said, shaking the empty carton. “Let his eyes air-dry. I’ll be in my office – come get me if he starts crying again.”

“I’m a doctor too, y’know.”

“You’ll be a doctor in another year. Right now, you’re an intern.” She eyed Yuuji wearily. “An intern who physically assaults her patients, at that.”

Without any real way to retort, you stuck your tongue out – a gesture Shoko mimicked as she slipped out of the crime scene that was your bathroom. Despite Shoko’s advice, you fished a towel off the nearest rack and handed it to Yuuji, who accepted it with a grateful hum. “I really am sorry,” you repeated, burying your face in your hands. “It’s just, it’s been so long, and you look so different, and god, it’s been—”

“—ten years,” Yuuji filled in, probably tired of hearing you repeat the same two excuses. “I remember, ‘cuz you invited us to your graduation that year. I wanted to go, too, but Gramps got sick and…” He trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck with an airy chuckle. “You know how it is.”

“Oh my god,” you gasped. “I loved your grandfather. How is he?”

Yuuji’s smile wavered for the first time. “He passed, actually. A few years ago.”

Fuck.

If the building was going to collapse and bury you in the rubble, that would’ve been the time.

“Sukuna’s doing good, though,” Yuuji went on, kind enough to pretend there hadn’t been a lapse. “He opened a restaurant a few months ago. It’s a hole-in-the-wall kind of place, but it’s been keeping him out of the ring.” His expression brightened. “And you’re a doctor! I mean, I knew you would be, but you’re a doctor!”

You felt your face heat up his brother’s name, your eyes falling to the tiled floor. “Almost a doctor. I just started my internship.” And they’d already managed to work you half to death. “You’re in med school, right? Shoko never teaches undergrad.”

“It’s my first semester,” he said with a slight laugh. “It’s harder than I thought it’d be, though. Miss Shoko offered to give me a few pointers, but, y’know—” He sighed, let his head lull back. “I’m starting to think I’m just not smart enough for stuff like this.”

“You shouldn’t say that kind of thing about yourself. You’ve always been—” You cut yourself off with a sudden gasp, clapping your hands together. “If you’re struggling, let me help you study! I have tomorrow off, and I promise, I’m not as strict as Shoko.”

Immediately, he straightened up, your towel still strung around his neck and his smile returned to its full brightness. It only dimmed slightly when he glanced down at his damp shirt. “…there won’t be as much pepper spray this time, right?”

His smile was as contagious as it’d been when he was still a kid, begging you to let him stay up yet another hour past his already-lenient bedtime. Despite his bloodshot eyes and your lingering, only slightly lessened guilt, you found yourself biting back a grin.

“No pepper spray, this time. I promise.”

“Room for one more?”

She glanced over her shoulder as you struggled past the jammed sliding door, taking a moment to evaluate your stiff shoulders and strained smile over the thick frames of her glasses before nodding curtly. Your relief was immediate and all-encompassing. Honestly, you should’ve known better than to do anything but shake your head and flee the country when Yuuji invited you to hang out with a few of his friends, but he’d sworn up and down that it wasn’t a party and promised that you wouldn’t be out of place and pouted in a way you’d never been able to resist. You were starting to think that, no matter how old you got, you’d never learn to say ‘no’ to Yuuji.

The blaring music was only vaguely muffled by the glass, the blurry outlines of other guests playing behind thin curtains. There was a red solo cup in your hand, a lipstick stain on your cheek from a girl who’d passed out half an hour ago, but you were hyper-aware that you were too old to be at a college party with people at least half a decade younger than you, in the best cases. You braced yourself against the balcony railing with a soft groan, crossing your arms and hanging your head low enough to warrant a hum of sympathy from the woman next to you. She held up a box of cigarettes – the cheap kind you and Shoko used to split on the days you had to decide between food and rent – and you accepted her offer with the kind of gratitude you could only assume a starving lion would’ve shown to a limping gazelle.

“Maki,” she said, shaking one into your open palm and fishing a lighter out of her pocket. “You’re one of Itadori’s friends?”

“You could say that.” You let her light you up before taking a shaky drag, the bitter taste a welcome distraction. “I’ve been tutoring him for a few weeks. I think he just invited me as a way to say ‘thank you’.”

Her eyes flashed with recognition, the corner of his lips turning upward for the first time. “You’re the chick who used to babysit him. (Y/n), right?”

“He’s mentioned me?”

“He won’t shut up about you. Every other word out of his mouth is ‘(Y/n) this’ or ‘(Y//n) that’.” She tapped her cigarette against the edge of the railing, sending a few flakes of ash fluttering down to the street below. “Megumi gets it the worst, but we’ve all had to see the fucking pictures.”

“That… that sounds like him.” You forced out a half-hearted laugh, then wavered. “I’m sorry, pictures?”

Maki opened her mouth, but the balcony door was jerked open before she could respond. Yuji appeared in the open entryway, cheeks flushed and grin wide. He drawled your name in a single slur before moving on to more important topics. “We found a—We found a karaoke machine! ‘gumi thinks he can get it running!”

You sent Maki an apologetic look, but she only shrugged, a sliver of a grin. “Better get him tucked in.”

This time, when you smiled back, it didn’t quite reach your eyes.

It took a month for Yuuji to start ‘forgetting’ his textbooks when he came over for your little study sessions.

It took three for Yuuji to drop the pretense of studying at all – calling you out to some late-night diner or lethargic early-morning café or, better yet, showing up at your apartment door unannounced and empty-handed with only that unnerving smile and a half-baked excuse to spend time with you.

It took six for his hand to drift just a little lower than your shoulder while you watched some awful, b-rated horror movie on your well-beaten couch. You let him reach your waist before clearing your throat and shifting away, your smile pained.

“I… I think you should probably leave,” you half-mumbled, your voice shaking. “It’s getting late.”

“We haven’t even gotten to the best part yet.” Predictably, Yuuji was undeterred. His persistence used to be endearing, but now, it just felt unfair. “I don’t mind sleeping over, if that’s what you’re worried about. It’s not like we’ve never spent the night together.”

A nervous laugh, his hand planted just a little too close to your thigh. “I wish you wouldn’t phrase it like—”

“I mean, I know I’m your type.” It was almost impressive, what he could say with such an innocent expression. His free hand found its way to your other side, pinning you between the arm of the couch and his broad chest. “I know you had a thing for Sukuna, and everyone says we’re practically identical. That means you should be into me too, right?”

“Yuuji,” Your eyes darted to your phone, left absent-mindedly on your coffee table. The urge was there, but it wasn’t like he would actually hurt you. He’d always been a sweet kid – a little overzealous, but that wasn’t a crime. This was just… a bad decision, one you had to stop him from making before he did something he’d regret. “Sukuna is my age, and—”

“I don’t care about that.” He cut in swiftly, definitively. His bright eyes had glazed over, catching the dim light of your T.V. as he leaned in further, as his face came to hover less than a full breath away from yours. “I’ve loved you since I was eight. Can Sukuna say that?”

“That’s not—”

“I know you used to fuck him.” His chest was touching yours, now, his breath hot against your skin. “I know you’d fuck him again, if he was here. I know—”

You didn’t give him a chance to finish. It was a weak blow, simultaneously hesitant and instinctual, but your open palm made contact with his cheek with a deafening crack, his head snapping to the side and putting that much more distance between his body and yours. He moved to cup his swelling cheek, and you took the opportunity to slip out from underneath him and stumble to your feet. “I think you should leave,” you repeated, the words spat hastily enough to blend together. “Please, Yuuji.”

For a second, he didn’t move, didn’t speak.

Then, he turned to face you, his smile wiped away and his expression so blank, you couldn’t remember how you’d ever looked at him and saw anything other than void.

He didn’t say anything, only pushing himself to his feet and shambling out of your living room. You kept your eyes on the ground until his footsteps faded out of earshot, until you heard the front door creak open and slam shut with enough force to shake the walls.

When you were sure he was gone, you collapsed onto your couch and laid motionless while an actress screamed in the background.

“Your golden boy’s asking about you, again.”

You groaned, buckling at the waist and burying your face in your arms. Shoko glanced up from the exams she was grading, but whatever sympathy she might’ve felt apparently didn’t warrant the effort it would’ve taken to reach across the table to comfort you. “Satoru’s been getting it, too,” she went on. “That’s how you know it’s bad. I can’t remember the last time someone managed to talk over that narcissist.”

“I’m sorry.” You couldn’t remember how many times you’d already apologized for Yuuji’s recent fixation. “He’s… probably just worried about his grades, or something.”

Her lips quirked into a frown. “What are you talking about?”

“I was helping him study,” you admitted, reluctantly. As much as Shoko had to hear about your unruly patients and patronizing coworkers, you’d been less open about how much time you were spending with a student fresh out of undergrad. “He’s never been that good with school. I used to have to help him with his homework in elementary school, too.”

This time, she decided your conversation was important enough to earn her full attention. “Itadori’s one of my best students.”

You felt your chest tighten. “But, the first time he came over, you were tutoring—”

She said your name, curt and blunt, and you went quiet. With a sigh, she shook her head, dropping her pen entirely. “When was the last time I offered to personally tutor a struggling student?”

You swallowed dryly. “Never.”

“And when was the last time I gave our full address out to literally anyone?”

“Never,” you said, again. After a second, you added, “Well, there was that one time with Iori…”

“Not the point. I know you don’t want to hear it, but the kid’s a creep. You might have to—”

She was cut off by your phone buzzing against the table. Your eyes scanned over the caller’s name scrawled across the dim screen before moving back to Shoko, her gaze now narrowed into a sharp glare. “Don’t.”

And, for a second, you didn’t. You convinced yourself that you wouldn’t. You told yourself that, after you bought Satoru around of drinks as an apology, you’d do… you’d do something about Yuuji, even if you weren’t sure what you could do, just yet.

Then, you let yourself picture the kid you used to watch for a few dollars an hour while his grandfather was sick and his brother was on the other side of town doing something dubiously legal at best, dead in a ditch at worst – all wide eyes and scuffed elbows and lopsided grins. You let yourself remember the way he’d ramble about his day after you picked him up from school, and how excited he was the first time you made it to one of his school’s sports days, and how he’d clung to you and sobbed the day before his family moved to the other side of the country. At the time, you’d been thankful to have one less responsibility, relieved that you’d never have to see Sukuna again. You’d been selfish, even for a kid.

The phone was in your hand in a moment, the call answered in another. You stood as you brought it to your ear, hoping that would be enough to block out Shoko’s mumbled cursing.

“Yuuji?”

The silence in your car was thick, nearly suffocating.

It’d been one of Yuuji’s friends calling from his phone – the dark-haired one with the monotone voice, barely audible over the blaring music of whichever nightclub they were standing outside of. He’d asked you to, in his own words, ‘come get your problem child’, and when you’d asked why Yuuji needed you specifically, he’d only handed the phone back to Yuuji and let you listen to a full minute of whining, your name the only coherent thing to make it off of Yuuji’s tongue. Shoko urged you not to go, and yet, twenty minutes later, Yuuji was slumped over in your passenger seat, his eyes narrowed and his lips pursed in an uncharacteristic frown.

He was less talkative than he’d been on the phone. The clingier stages of his inebriation had passed, leaving room for a disassociated sort of passiveness that meant, even if you’d been brave enough to try and start a conversation, his response wouldn’t be anything worth that kind of effort. By the time you reached his apartment complex, the knot sitting at the pit of your stomach was equal parts dread and second-hand embarrassment, but you tried to keep your tone light as you turned to him. “It’s time to get out, Yuuji.” And then, when he failed to move, “You’re on your own from here.”

He looked at you, eyes unfocused and hands folded almost childishly over his lap. You softened more than you should’ve at the sight. “…do you need help getting home?”

A second of thought, a quick nod. You shouldn’t. You knew that you really, really shouldn’t.

And yet, somehow, you found yourself in front of Yuuji’s door, fussing over the lock as Yuuji clung to your side, his face buried in the dip of your shoulder. He was cooperative enough; able to stand on his own with minimum swaying but not so lucid that it took more than a gentle suggestion to lead him to his bedroom, where he was more than happy to collapse onto his unmade bed. With a shaky exhale, you turned to leave, but something caught on your sleeve – Yuuji’s hand, when you could bring yourself to check.

“Stay,” he mumbled, his voice dampened by the sheets his face was buried in. “Please?”

You felt your throat go dry. “I can’t.”

You expected him to go shrill and whiny, but he proved to be a touch more mature than the ten-year-old you used to babysit. Rather flatly, he asked, “Why not?”

How were you supposed to answer that? Would it be good enough to say that you didn’t want to, that you couldn’t spend your night looking after a drunk kid you’d known a decade ago, that you’d already done more than you should’ve just by giving him a ride? Was it worth trying to talk to him at all when he could barely hold his head up? Would it do anything to soften the burn of the bile rising into your throat to point out that, the last time you’d been in the same room as him, he’d tried to—

No, it wasn’t and it wouldn’t and you had to leave. With your heart racing in your chest, you tried to jerk yourself out of his hold, but his vice-grip only grew tighter, his head rising up from the mattress just enough to let him stare at you with those big, bleary eyes. “Why not?”

“Yuuji, this isn’t—”

He was so, so much stronger than he had been, the last time you’d seen each other. One second, you were on your feet, at his bedside, and the next, you were on the floor of his bedroom, forced onto your hands and knees while Yuuji’s body pressed into yours from above. “I love you,” he said, his voice as steady as it’d ever been. “I love you, and I—Fuck—” He panted against the back of your neck, something uncomfortably stiff grinding against your ass. “It makes me so fucking hard when you say my name like that.”

A hand slipped under the hem of your top, his palm pressing into the small of your back. You moved to speak, then thought better of it, biting into your bottom lip as your anxious squirming turned to full-blown struggling. Yuuji only laughed, the noise airy and affectionate, winding an arm around your waist and pulling you that much closer to him – making it that much more impossible to get away. His free hand worked clumsily at your top; drawing it up and over your head. You fought against it at first, but froze the first time you felt something stretch a little too far, heard fabric tear. This couldn’t happen, but you absolutely couldn’t be stranded in Yuuji’s apartment with no clothes and no way out.

With his face buried in the back of your shoulder, he cupped your chest, catching your nipples between his forefinger and thumb and pinching with just enough force to draw a low, strained whimper from the back of your throat. “So cute…” He nuzzled deeper into your neck as his touch drifted. Your skirt was drawn downward – a long piece, something you’d thrown on without much thought – then discarded completely, his own shirt wrestled off in the same motion. You felt his fingertips slip under the hem of your panties, but he pulled away and straightened his back, instead. For a second, you let yourself believe that he’d come to his senses, that whatever sick idea he’d gotten into his head had finally worn off, but the arm wrapped around your waist only drew tighter, hauling you off of the floor and into his arms. You were dropped unceremoniously onto the edge of his bed, and Yuuji sunk onto his knees between your open legs.

“I know you’ve probably slept with other people – aside from my brother, I mean. It’d be nice to find out you haven’t, though.” His tone was distant and dreamy. He was still drunk, but not drunk enough for how he’d been acting earlier. Not drunk enough for what he was doing now. He traced the pad of his thumb over your clothed slit, keeping a hand curled around your ankle to keep you in place. “I used to hear you with Sukuna – in his car, and his room, on the couch after you two thought I’d fallen asleep …” He trailed off into an airy laugh. “He likes to show off – always has. If he wasn’t my brother, I think I’d kill him.”

He sighed, pressing a lingering kiss into the inside of your thigh before shifting his attention to your pussy; his tongue laving over the thin material covering your cunt. You were crying, now, openly and audibly – your choked sobs almost loud enough to block out Yuuji’s quiet groans and pleased grunts. However his obsession might’ve made him think he felt about you, your distress didn’t seem to affect his appetite. Your panties were pulled down your legs and slid into some unseen pocket. With the last barrier between you and him gone, he was free to trace his tongue over your slit, to latch onto your clit and suck in a way that made you want to bury your face in your hands and scream. You tried to – crossing your arms over your face, but any sound you tried to make was quickly strangled into a broken moans as his tongue fucked shallowly into your pussy. It was invasive, disgusting, but your body didn’t care. You felt cunt clench around him as his nose ground into your clit, his need for air irrelevant while he spread you open with his tongue. Your thighs clenched shut, attempting to block him out, but his only response was a reverberating groan – and hand on your thigh encouraging you to squeeze him that much tighter.

You couldn’t tell which you hated more; the unwanted stimulation or the fact that your body was reacting to it, heating up where you needed it to go cold. As he sunk further into you, ate you out like a beast starved, you clenched your eyes and willed yourself to go numb, to ignore the sloppy sound of your slick on Yuuji’s lips. It was useless, though, as futile as trying to ignore him in the first place. Your back arched off the bed, legs twitching where they hung limply over his shoulders, and—

—and Yuuji pulled away with a sharp gasp. He was on top of you before you could process that he was moving, his mouth crashing into yours before you could think to avoid him. The kiss was brutal, rushed; all teeth and tongue and lips shoved against yours with enough force to bruise. The only hint of tenderness was the soft, satisfied noise he let out as his tongue raked across yours, the bright grin painted across his lips when he drew back from you. “It’s alright.” He brought a hand to your cheek, cupping your face and brushing away tears with his thumb. “I’ve slept with other people too, ‘cause I knew I’d need a little practice to catch up with you. Could never go all the way, though. I just thought about you, and…” He blushed, simpered, like he thought he could pass himself off as the shy, lip-biting schoolboy with your slick coating his chin. “I guess I just didn’t really want anyone else to touch me. Not when I knew I’d see you again.”

A horrified sob bubbled up from somewhere deep and primal in your chest. Yuuji didn’t seem to hear it, only sighing as he pressed a lingering kiss into your forehead. “You don’t have to do anything,” he muttered, his hands falling to your waist. “I want to take care of you, tonight.”

You watched in stunned, paralyzed horror as he pushed himself to his feet, as he hastily worked off his jeans, his boxers (the dark material already notably stained with proof of his arousal). You made one more feeble attempt to squirm out from underneath him, to get away before his attention turned back to you, but confused and betrayed and so, so exhausted, you didn’t stand much of a chance against Yuuji. All he had to do was glance your way, his expression as warm as it was soulless, to leave you helpless against him.

He was eager enough not to reposition you, not to draw this out with the pretense of romance. With one hand on your hip and the other planted near your head, he lined the head of his cock up with your entrance and forced himself into you, bottoming out in a single thrust.

It was agony – pure and unrelenting. Any semblance of gentleness, of restraint fell away as soon as Yuuji was inside of you, as soon as your hyper-sensitive cunt clamped down around his cock. He cursed under his breath before collapsing, his chest pressing into yours as he tried to bury himself that much deeper inside of you, to chase the feeling of your pussy milking him for all he was worth. As hard as you tried not to think about Sukuna, Yuuji hadn’t been lying when he said they were alike. He was just as insatiable as his brother had been any time you let him but his hands on you; just as rough in the way his hips ground into yours between sporadic thrusts. There’d been bruises, the next day. At least Sukuna had been the type to make sure he was gone by the time the damage set in. You doubted Yuuji would be so kind.

“I—I’m sorry,” he managed as he buckled into you. Panting against the dip of your shoulder, he took your hips in his hands and dragged your ass of the mattress, his brutal pace stuttering as he found a new angle to abuse. “Next time—I’ll be gentle next time, I just need to—”

His cock hit something soft and sensitive inside of you. Reflexively, your hands shot to his back, your nails finding skin and tearing. The moan Yuuji let out in response was nothing short of sinful; hitched and guttural, ragged and loud enough to block out the wet, slick sound of his cock pumping into your cunt. “M—” His hand wraps around your thigh, catching you under the knee and dragging it towards your chest, letting him fuck into you that much deeper, that much faster. His face never left the crook of your neck, as if he was afraid to give you space to breathe. “Mommy, ‘m sorry, I need to—”

His teeth sunk into your throat as something hot and thick flooded into your cunt, as your body went stiff and your vision burned white. While his climax was sudden, intense, the peak to a decade’s worth of patience, yours had to be dragged out of you despite your attempts to hold it back, to deny yourself pleasure in the vain hope that it’d somehow be able to convince Yuuji to stop what he’d already finished. It seemed to hold you there in that state of dark, distorted euphoria for minutes – Yuuji’s movements turning slow and languid as he nursed you through your orgasm.

Eventually, mercifully, he went still, going limp above you with his canines still planted in the curve of your neck. If there was any pain, any other unwanted burdens he could force onto you, you were too lost in your own despair to notice, too distant to feel anything other than the mildest tinge of dread as he pulled back, raising his head just far enough to stare down at you, adoration heavy in his eyes and his grin wide and love-struck.

A small, naïve part of you found the sight suffocatingly familiar, while the rest could almost convince itself that you were looking at a stranger.

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yanluvr · 4 months

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yandere!yuji who would hold you like a koala, tight with no signs of letting go. it would take you being a master ninja to escape his grasp, but it would still be a challenge if you were one. yuji would be grumpy if he’d woken up to an empty bed, pouting at you in the kitchen where you’re making breakfast for the two of you as his arms snake around your waist once more. he’s grateful that you’ve taken the time to cook his favorite meal of the day, but why didn’t you wake him up so he can help you? he’s such a clingy puppy.

yandere!yuji who could always convince you to deny your friends invitation to hang out with the excuse that “you can always hang out next time”, but that next time never really comes. but you aren’t sad, how could you when you spend the whole day having fun with your boyfriend? coffee in your favorite cafe, him winning prizes for you in the amusement park, catching a movie, and finally relaxing in your shared apartment. yuji always makes sure you’re having the best day everyday. more fun than your “friends” could ever give you.

yandere!yuji who’s phone storage is filled to the brim in photos and videos of you. some innocent, some not so much. some before you dated noticed him, some afterwards. but you’ll never know about his peculiar habits. you’ll never know that behind that adorable, dorky smile, is an obsessive stalker who would do anything to protect you. yuji has lost so many people in his life, and he’ll be damned if you joined them. he’ll always be the guardian watching over you.

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animeyanderelover · 4 months

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Kaneki, Haise, Shalnark, (both eras) Dazai, Yuuji, Sukuna and Gojo's reaction to getting a gift from their darling ?

Tags: @naeho @flaming-vulpix @jamayah @chxxz @leveyani @cynniical @shenryu-sama @shumidehiro @izanami78

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, toxic relationship, manipulation, stalking, isolation, abuse, abduction

S/o gives them a gift

Shalnark

📱Much to his dismay he spoils the surprise for himself by actively spying on your online activities and for that witnesses how you buy something online. So when you hand him one day shyly a gift wrapped up in some pretty wrapping paper, he has already a very good idea of what is inside due to the short time that passed by between the delivery of the bought product and your gift. Nevertheless, he's still quite happy as he unwraps your gift with a happy smile on his face. It is a bit of a letdown that he has ruined himself the enjoyment of surprise due to his frequent stalking but he knows he'd never have it any other way but spying on you so intently. For your sake he pretends to be surprised though, he can't let you realize that he knows about your present already after all. You're wrapped up in muscular arms shortly after as he gives you a sweet and long kiss, thanking you for the surprise. After another quick peck on your nose he promises you with a bright grin on his face that he'll buy you something nice in return too.

Ken Kankeki

🔲Preparing a gift for Kaneki is going to be quite a challenge. Not only because you are essentially stuck all the time in his apartment but also because he is like your shadow, he's everywhere you are. You have to tell him that you wish to be left alone as you try to create a gift for him yourself and he takes it obviously the wrong way. He automatically assumes that you don't want to see him and amidst all his pain he just tells himself over and over again that obviously you wouldn't want to see a creep like him around. It's almost funny that the thought that you might just make something for him never crosses his mind, so low is his self-esteem. He actually sheds a few tears when you finally hand him your gift. Kaneki never thought you'd give him a present but he's delirious with joy that you wasted your precious time for him. Honestly, it almost weirds you out how stupidly happy he seems to be because your gift isn't that special but you've gotten somewhat used to his antics. He has to give you something back in return! Or else he'd feel absolutely useless.

Haise Sasaki

🔳Luckily despite Haise's occasional stalking and obsessive tendencies, you as his darling are still free to go around by yourself. So getting him a gift is easy in comparison to Kaneki. That doesn't change the fact that he seems quite puzzled upon receiving the gift at first. He just stares at you sort of baffled before he glances at the wrapped object in his hand before almost comedically confused asking you if this is for him. His heart flatters in his chest as soon as you nod and urge him to open it and he carefully unwraps the gift wrap paper, your anticipating eyes on him making him a tad bit nervous for some reason. Initially he just stares at your present in silence as soon as it is unwrapped and for a few seconds you fear that he doesn't like it. That is until a faint blush appears on his cheeks as he mumbles in a quieter voice that he loves it. He gives you a soft peck on your cheeks and you find it somewhat funny how he seems to be too bashful to even look you into your eyes. You're definitely getting a home-made meal from him later on.

PM! Dazai Osamu

🤎Trying to hide a gift from Dazai as a Port Mafia is about impossible because he never leaves you alone. Where he is, you have to be too so you have no choice but to confess to him that you want to get him a gift but find it impossible to do so with the way he isolates you and never leaves you without his presence close to you. He's strangely curious to why you'd want to gift him something even despite his obvious obsessive and possessive behavior and the abduction and your answer that you want to do something nice for him seems to entertain him. Miraculously he allows you some alone time to get him something as he's interested to see what you would gift a Port Mafia member like him. He's pleasantly surprised when he receives your present, chuckles when he notices your almost anxious look as you observe him eying your gift. You flinch when he grabs your neck and pulls you closer as bad memories flash inside your mind only to be met with a passionate kiss as he thanks you for your gift, his eyes sparkling happy as he looks at your gift again.

ADA! Dazai Osamu

🤎Your frequent shopping trips haven't gone unnoticed as Dazai enjoys stalking you as often as he can. It's adorable to see you acting so carefree, unaware that he's always trailing behind you. He has to wonder why you have recently spent so much time entering store after store without buying anything though. You seem to search for something, what it is you're looking for you appear to not even know yourself. So it's a present for someone then? For him, perhaps? He really hopes that you're looking for something for him because he would be quite jealous if you were to pick a present for someone else. He decides to wait, stops stalking you as much for a while in case you really are buying a gift for him because he wants to be surprised. He's over the moon when his hopes are fulfilled and you gift him something a few days later. He's already unimaginably joyful, gushing and giving you lots of kisses before he has even opened your gift. He knows that you spent a lot of time picking a gift for him to make sure that you'd find the right present so he's all the more happy to know that you invested that much time and care for him.

Itadori Yuji

🩷Yuji has bought you so many small gifts already that you almost feel pressured to pay him back somehow. You want to do it all by yourself too so you don't even ask for Nobara's or Megumi's help as you start searching for something to gift your boyfriend. Your heart is pounding when you surprise him with the gift. At first he seems really flattered as he takes it from your hands with a grin on your face and gives you a few quick kisses. When he sees what's inside though, his eyes widen as he asks you how much money exactly you spent on this for him. You try to avoid his question but perhaps that's answer enough as Itadori starts freaking out a bit. Don't get him wrong, he's really happy that you gifted him something but he feels a bit guilty that you spent so much money on him. Obviously he doesn't accept your arguments that he's spent a lot of money on smaller presents for you because if he does it it's of course not that bad. He accepts it because you prepared it for him but he makes you promise him that you won't spend so much money the next time.

Ryomen Sukuna

🗾Sukuna isn't always with you because he has sometimes important stuff to do but is confident enough to know that you'd never escape. Even if you would, it's not like you could get very far away. It isn't uncommon for Uraume to watch over you if Sukuna isn't with you so you beg them to help you to get a gift for Sukuna. Somehow you manage to convince them as they even give you some advice on what you should get him which is why you try your talents in making a hand-made gift for Sukuna in his absence. Sukuna knows you're hiding something but decides to let it pass for now as he even realizes that Uraume seems be in on it and that makes him curious. He looks almost confused as you hand him your hand-made present, carelessly rips it open and twirls the object curiously around in his four hands. Eventually his eyes meet you but instead of thanking you, one of his four hands starts petting your head as he admits that you've done well which is about the highest praise you can get from someone like Sukuna.

Gojo Satoru

🩵You agonize over what to gift Satoru because he is so rich that you feel like whatever you buy won't be anything special as he could have just bought it himself. So you decide to try to make something hand-made for him too. Keeping this hidden from Satoru is a pain in the ass though as the man is too clingy for you to comfortably work. Worst of all seems to be that Gojo has a hunch that you try to keep something a secret from him and he doesn't appreciate this at all. So he bothers you about your secret as often as he can and as much as you're sometimes tempted to just yell it at him, you pull through somehow until you've finished what you had planned to prepare for him despite all the delays due to Satoru. He acts like an excited child when you hand it over to him as he quickly unwraps it. He's taking pictures of it, tells you excitedly that he'll share them with his students and co-workers before suffocating you in a hug and smothering you with kisses. He literally won't shut up about it for the next few days, whether he's with Yuju, Nobara and Megumi or Nanami.

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angelwolf745 · 2 months

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Something about Yandere Yuji & Yandere Yuta both in love with the same [S/O] gets me; especially if Sukuna and Rika are on board.

Like UGHHHHH

#yuta okkotsu x reader #yuji itadori x reader #yuta okkotsu #yuji itadori #yandere yuta #yandere yuji #yandere yuji + yandere yuta #yandere jjk x reader #yandere jjk

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yanderes-galore · 26 days

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Another JJK request! Can I ask for romantic Sukuna versus Gojo (who can have ambiguous intentions, I like him either way)? Thanks!

OHHH, I'M EXCITED! Yuji is, unfortunately, dragged into this. @okchijt and I discussed this while playing DBD :) Obviously all characters are over 18 like all of my concepts.

Yandere! Ryomen Sukuna vs Satoru Gojo

(Ft. Yuji Itadori)

Pairing: Romantic (Sukuna/Gojo)/Platonic (Yuji/Gojo)

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Jealousy, Violence, Possessive behavior, Overprotective behavior, Sadism, Forced companionship/relationship.

Ah yes, the chaos pair.

I feel so bad because if Sukuna is obsessed with anyone, Yuji's there to tag along.

As a result... this is how I feel the intentions will go for this;

Sukuna is a romantic yandere for you, often fighting with Yuji for control to see his new favorite toy.

Gojo can go a few ways. He can be exclusively platonic, exclusively romantic, or a platonic yandere turned romantic as you wanted him ambiguous.

Yuji is platonic in this, yandere or not, who is honestly just really worried for his friend since both the Curse User inside of him and his mentor are overly obsessive over you.

Obviously both Sukuna and Gojo are very strong.

Yet eventually one of them will overpower the other.

Which is sort of why Yuji is there... all in an attempt to keep things calmed.

Because if Sukuna isn't kept in check, he'll get rid of Gojo.

If Gojo isn't kept in check, Yuji may actually be in serious danger.

Not only that... but Yuji is scared for you, too.

Tensions are high in this rivalry.

Even if you try to distance yourself from Yuji to keep him safe, Gojo's waiting patiently to take you in.

Poor Yuji is forcefully assigned the role of peacekeeper, regardless on if he's a platonic yandere or not.

Sukuna whispers all sorts of disturbing desires to Yuji... all in an attempt to sway him in his favor.

Meanwhile Gojo isn't worried, still confident he can keep Sukuna in check all while protecting and caring for you.

If anything, you and Yuji are both victims.

Unless Yuji becomes a platonic yandere due to Sukuna, that is....

Which is entirely plausible, as he wants to protect you from both Sukuna and Gojo.

Yuji's trying to fight for control, all while Sukuna takes over to "play around" with you... a sadistic grin on his face.

Don't worry, because Gojo will force Yuji back into control... all while trying to take you away for himself.

Yuji's quick to stop Gojo though.

So, the dynamic of this to me is definitely Sukuna and Gojo fighting, while you and Yuji attempt to console one other.

Both of the yanderes are too prideful and overconfident with one another.

The only thing that keeps both of them in check is you and Yuji.

Gojo listens to you to be your favorite, Sukuna is forced to listen to Yuji.

Both are definitely fighting to be your favorite and showing off due to how powerful they are.

Much to you and Yuji's dismay.

You and Yuji have to stop hanging out due to Sukuna.

You even try avoiding Gojo, which doesn't work out.

Overall, the rivalry is volatile, suffocating, tense, and dangerous.

Either of them winning spells doom for you.

You just hope Yuji can hold out for you... perhaps even protect you...

But in reality, one of the many evils obsessed with you will win in the end and claim you as their own....

#yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere jjk #yandere ryomen sukuna #yandere sukuna #yandere satoru gojo #yandere gojo #yandere yuji #yandere yuji itadori

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ataraxiaspainting · 3 months

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Just the Way I Am.

Yan Yuji x F Reader x Yan Sukuna.

Synopsis: Yuji is like the sun. His cursed half is like the moon. Both of them hurt you, but in different ways, but neither of them will stop. That mere fact, in the end, hurts you more than if only Sukuna was around because sometimes you think of terrible things. Terrible things like wishing Yuji, who used to always be your ray of sunshine, never existed at all or would die a slow and painful death.

Warnings: Yandere themes, manipulation, unhealthy relationships, violence, and a not-so-healthy dash of not SFW and misogyny (from our dear Sukuna of course).

Word Count: 850.

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Yuji was not wearing the clothes he usually wore. Instead of his favorite outfit which consisted of a scarlet hoodie and black sweatpants, he simply wore his briefs, sitting on the couch opposite to the bed you had slept in since the night before, loudly eating some beef jerky you and he had gotten from the convenience store yesterday. All the noise was the reason you had woken up in the first place. Choosing not to voice it, though, you attempted to go back to bed. Perhaps that was the wrong decision though, because as soon as you closed your eyes and turned to face the wall, you felt long nails grip at your shoulder, sinking deep enough to almost make you bleed. It was foolish of you to do such a thing, you realize because Yuji only bought the jerky for Sukuna.

Before you could turn around to greet him, the pain went further into your flesh, making you wince.

“Who taught you to be so rude, huh?” The voice was as cold as it always has been, being as much more gruff than Yuji’s ever could be. “Answer me.”

His breath was smokey from the beef jerky but also smelled like rotting food, the instant ramen Yuji made along with a boiled egg he swore was not too old to eat. You try your best not to gag as you start stuttering out an apology.

“N-No one…”

“Oh really?” The voice changed to that of a mockery of something tranquil, something kind. Something like Yuji’s voice. But instead of begging you to stay the night while claiming it was too dark out for a girl to be walking to her dorm room alone, it was speaking to you like you had just done something you were too dumb to realize was stupid. You suppose, in a way, that that is what you had done.

You forgot the very first rule Sukuna had told you to never disobey when you had woken up screaming at the sight of something that looked sort of like Yuji but did not act like him at all, and now you are in for yet another trip to hell itself.

“I told you I didn’t want another brat. I already deal with one as it is.” He lets go, and out of instinct to not get hurt more than you already will today, you turn around to face him. He looks down at you, his arms crossed and shaking his head in a mix of amusement and disappointment. “You deal with him too. You know just how big of a pain in the ass he can be. ‘Oh, [First], let me carry you to my bed! Oh, [First], I’m sorry for hitting you when I thought you were cheating on me, please come back! Oh, [First], I’m not a pervert, but wear those shorts that show off your ass for me!’ Please, it’s all pathetic, isn’t it? He’s just as bad as me.”

Not wanting to get hurt even more, you agree by nodding your head faster than necessary, you think, because as a response Sukuna laughs so loud it hurts your ears.

“Tell me, just why haven’t you left him yet then, hm? Since you’re so eager to admit I am right.”

Your answer is whispered low, though you already know Yuji can hear you, even when Sukuna takes his turn with the body they share. “Because of you. You’d… drag me back.”

“Good girl.” The customary compliments are merely a facade just like this one, no matter who is speaking. His resentment towards you remains intact. Soon, Yuji will also harbor the same fury, as he takes his rightful turn in that vessel they both inhabit. “You haven’t even been promoted to Grade 3 yet. Quite sad, wouldn’t you say? Not that a little girl like you should be a sorcerer to begin with.”

Once again, you nod your head.

“How would you ever hope to survive me, or even outrun me, the King of Curses?”

“I… I wouldn’t.”

Another praise that is just as empty as all the ones before it. With it, the walls of Yuji’s dorm feel even more like that of a prison’s, and this room feels even more small. If these walls could talk, they would tell you to run, or at least you would hope that they would.

“That’s right. So good.” Sukuna turns to face the only window in Yuji’s dorm. You look too. The sun is going down. Did you really sleep for that long? Not that you blame yourself, dealing with Yuji during the day could be considered a full-time job after all. “You fell asleep before I could get my turn. Now, how are you going to compensate me for that when it is fully night outside?”

As the sun descends like a sharp guillotine blade, you and Sukuna share a silent understanding of the inevitable. Your legs tremble at the impending doom, for both of you are well aware of the answer.

You’ll stay, won’t you?

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yanderenightmare · 1 year

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How's yandere yuji itadori like in bed? 😋

Itadori Yuji & Ryomen Sukuna

TW: NSFW, noncon/dubcon, yandere

fem reader

SELFISH SWITCH

He’s a sporadic hormonal spaz. Bottomlessly insatiable for pleasure.

Desperate and eager, he almost winces at how sensitive he is and whimpers upon how fucking good it feels to bury himself balls-deep inside your wet hot tightness.

Sukuna is no help to you either, equally incessant within the confines of Yuji's psyche, egging him on to go faster and give it to you harder, to make you submit and scream for them.

The demon gives you harsh sucking bites in those places Yuji lays his hand down flat -which is absolutely everywhere- licking the harm and lapping up whatever drops of blood he'd made spills with a wide grin.

You feared he'd bite your nipple clean off once, but looking in the mirror afterward, only a fine ring of red teeth marks were left in the wake of the chomp. The same marking litters your skin all over, thanks to Yuji having his hands buried in your flesh at all times.

His fingers carded selfishly into the doughy fat of your thighs, keeping them down flat in a tight mating press as he fucks all the way inside you, making you hiss out, hurting at the stretch you don't have enough space for within.

Or when he takes you from the back, his hands groping your breasts in two fistfuls while his sweaty forehead rests against the nape of your neck, watching himself disappear inside you over the hills of your ass, the lewd sight of your cheeks jiggling on rough contact with his hips riling him up like none other.

Or when you ride him, his mouth on your tits, tongue swirling your nipples, and lips sucking on them tight while his hands grab your butt in a supportive squeeze, lifting you up and slamming you down all the way, leaving you no other option but to moan and hold onto his shoulders to steady yourself.

He keeps the same raging tempo throughout it, pounding you for hours with no hope of rest until he knocks himself out unconscious. Cumming won’t mean he’s done, it only means round one is finished and that it’s time for round two.

You’re too busy panting and whining to tell him to give you a break, and he’s too caught up in the pleasure warming in his gut and chasing release to assess your condition, chanting quick incoherent words you’re unsure whether are meant for you or for himself.

You suspect he doesn't know either, guessing he swings between the two. Some part half-assed praise and compliments regarding you and the other celebratory of his own winnings, self-boosts meant to cheer him on as he goes yet another round.

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taintedbenevolence · 7 months

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Yandere Itadori Yuji + Yandere Sukuna x fem!reader Headcanons

! MINORS DNI !

A / N - NSFW content is only on Sukuna's section. Itadori is underage; I will not be writing NSFW content for him.

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝕀𝕋𝔸𝔻𝕆ℝ𝕀𝕐 𝕐𝕌𝕁𝕀 𝕒𝕟𝕕 ℝ𝕐𝕆𝕄𝔼ℕ 𝕊𝕌𝕂𝕌ℕ𝔸 𝕩 𝕗𝕖𝕞!𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘 ℍ𝔼𝔸𝔻ℂ𝔸ℕ𝕆ℕ𝕊

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ( + HEAVILY IMPLIED NSFW FOR SUKUNA ) 𝕀𝕄ℙ𝕃𝕀𝔼𝔻 𝕊𝕋𝔸𝕃𝕂𝕀ℕ𝔾, 𝕄𝕌ℝ𝔻𝔼ℝ, 𝕂𝕀𝔻ℕ𝔸ℙℙ𝕀ℕ𝔾, ℕ𝕆ℕ-ℂ𝕆ℕ 𝔸𝔽𝔽𝔼ℂ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ, 𝔻ℝ𝕌𝔾𝔾𝕀ℕ𝔾, 𝕄𝔸ℕ𝕀ℙ𝕌𝕃𝔸𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ, 𝕌ℕℍ𝔼𝔸𝕃𝕋ℍ𝕐 𝔹𝔼ℍ𝔸𝕍𝕀𝕆ℝ, 𝕊𝔸𝔻𝕀𝕊𝕄/𝕄𝔸𝕊𝕆ℂℍ𝕀𝕊𝕄 𝔻𝕐ℕ𝔸𝕄𝕀ℂ

ITADORI YUJI [SUKUNA'S VESSEL]

" I'LL PROTECT YOU WITH MY LIFE ... I SWEAR IT.

JUST PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR LOVE. PLEASE! "

- ISFP - 15 y/o - He/him - March 20 - Caring + Obsessive Yandere

Yuji, for the most part, isn't a yandere you can immediately notice. He does such a good job at hiding it that honestly, it could grow to be terrifying at how hidden it is. His obsession with you doesn't come out in front of you. Ever.

If you're unaware of it, he'll make sure you don't ever realize it, or at least try his best to make sure you don't. Both because he wants to keep the good friendship you have so far, and he doesn't want to unintentionally scare you off. He's rather gentle on a surface view, you could say.

With the cheerful disposition alongside with that kind smile he possesses, Itadori is the last person you'd think is obsessed beyond redemption for you and you alone. And thank god he's trying to suppress it when you're present because if you just knew how unhinged he could be when it came to you ... only god knows if you'd ever see him the same again.

Yuji most likely doesn't admit he has an interest if anyone catches on that he's drifting off, thinking about something. Or someone. If somebody asked "do you like someone?" he will most likely shake his head no. He doesn't want anyone involved. Despite his accepting and carefree nature, he'd rather not drag in other people into his love life.

The few times you might rarely ever get a glimpse of his unhinged behavior is when somebody hurts you. The moment Yuji learns someone hurt you, he is beyond pissed off. He might be organizing himself in a rare occasion, but if he so much as hears a whisper or faint rumor that you were hurt?

He's not going to be happy. At all.

He will find you, no matter where you are, even if you're hiding. Any other matter can wait. They can scream at him that someone else is in need of help. But Itadori doesn't care. Not in the slightest. Not when you're the one who's in pain.

That's the scary thing of Itadori. As much as he cares for the wellbeing of the general population, he cares about you more than the rest. For all he cares, he'd die for you and kill for you. He'd do it all, go through hell and back just to be with you. He's like a switch. One moment, he's the caring boy you held a strong friendship with, the one who'd protect everyone.

The other? He could care less what happens to the world so long he gets to keep you for himself. Is that selfish? Yes. Is he aware? Yes. Does he care? Possibly. But will he ever bring himself to stop? Hell no.

You could say that as much as he hates it, Sukuna's traits might show a little when it comes to the latter side. He has no qualms in fighting for you. Verbally and physically. He just does not care.

As for how he tries to keep you for himself.. It's going to take him a long while to figure it out. The way he sees it, if he just drags you, it would terrify you beyond measure, and it wouldn't go too well. He wants to do it in a way you won't have problems with. Even though that's technically.. impossible.

He's definitely thought about taking you for his own with a chloroform rag, but he thinks it's too much of a hassle, and it'd still alarm you. He's also thought of knocking you out, leaving you unconscious until hours later, but he'd hate to hurt you.

So he just ends up being convinced about the fact that he can't take you for himself. Or at least, not kidnap you. Sounds good, right? Not really.

Because then he gets desperate. Increasingly so. He wants you. You. Just you. And he can't have that. And the more he grows desperate, the worse it is for you.

He begins to be a little clingy. At first, you just see it as something playful. He's just being adorable, how he clings to you, likes to be with you, you find it endearing. And for the most part, it is... right?

But it soon becomes a little concerning. He wants to be around a bit more than would be comfortable.

You're going out for a walk? Yuji's right by your side. You're buying some books to read alone? Yuji will accompany you! You want to go back home? He'll walk you back to it to keep you safe. You're calling a friend to make plans? He's going to tag along.

You were going to hang out by yourself someplace? Yuji so happens to be there already. You're going to a restaurant? He's gotten reservations! He's going to be with you, whether you like it or not.

If you ever asked him about it, he'd just say that he's doing this "for your own safety" despite the real reason being that he just is stuck to you like glue because of his obsession. But it doesn't end there. He begins to catch on that you're not exactly comfortable with this.

So he "stops" being with you so much, as much as it pains him. You feel relieved that he's not on your tail all that much, or at least, that's what you think. Because like hell he'd ever let you leave his sight. So he resorts to observing you from afar.

Contrary to what many would think, he makes it be very subtle, barely noticeable. The few times that you feel someone observing you, it's not something that makes you uneasy, and when you turn around and see nothing, you just tend to brush it off.

Yuji is patient. He has time. He has the will. He can wait for you to grow to love him too.

He'll wait until you confess with your face red and embarrassed. And he'll be more than happy to reciprocate. He'll love you with a full heart. So this could go two ways. It could turn out really well for you, so long as you don't find out the amount of people who've been indirectly threatened by him, and you keep loving him as the sweet darling you are.

Or it could be worse. You realize that any movement could result in a person's death. That your love is something sought after preciously. If you ever did, unfortunately, come to realize Yuji's obsession, you best believe he's not going to let you go anywhere.

Hell, if he has to strap you to a chair in your own room, he will- He's not going to risk letting you escape him now that you've found out the one thing he wished you hadn't. But at the very least, it also rids him of a burden.

He can now show you just how true his love his. His passion. His desire. It burns true and rightfully so. You'd do good to not outright reject him either. It would break him if you did, yes. His heart would be shattered. He wouldn't understand.

But at the same time, he would know why. Nevertheless, as much as he feels bad for you, he does not let go. At all. You'd expect that maybe after seeing your pain and dislike for this, he'd maybe loosen up a bit on the restraints, but no. If anything, he takes extra measures to be sure you won't go running away and escaping him.

And if you did manage to run away? Please; it's going to be less than ten minutes before he finds you once he realizes you're gone. It's pointless. You can't escape him, no matter how hard you try. And it'll only be worse for you if you managed to run and he finds you.

In all honesty, it is. His trust in you will decrease. Severely. If you had the freedom to even walk around through other rooms on your own, that privilege is also gone now. You're forced to be in the same place until Itadori comes back to be with you. He will make sure you don't run.

As kind as he is, he will be harsh, should you push him. A patient boy like him also has his limits. You ought to know better than to piss him off and cross the line.

Push his buttons enough times, and you'll begin to know what fear truly tastes like from firsthand experience.

Send your prayers. You might need them.

RYOMEN SUKUNA [KING OF CURSES]

" I'D KILL THEM ALL IF THEY SO MUCH

AS LOOKED IN YOUR DIRECTION. "

- ENTJ - 1000+ - He/him - UNKNOWN - Sadistic + Possessive Yandere

Oh, you're an unfortunate soul.

If you caught the eye of Sukuna, it's fair to say your life is only going to downhill from this point and on. He gives zero shits whether you're consenting or not. He will more than happily drag you kicking and screaming to where he wishes.

He is a highly possessive, jealous yandere. Definitely obsessive, but most prominently a possessive one. And it shows. He never lets you out of his sight. The moment you caught his eye, your fate had been sealed. And your end.. wasn't a good one, to put it lightly.

He's stalked you since day one, and there's no other way to put it. He has. He knows your routine, your preferences, your dislikes, what makes you tick, all of those insignificant details of yours that nobody cares to pay attention to. He knows you better than you know yourself, probably.

It would scare you to think about it. And he wants that. He loves your fear.

From the moment you met, it's clear to him that he's not gonna let you go. Maybe he's a little bit passive at first, just flirtatious, but it's far too dark what awaits you beneath the surface. And you couldn't be more blind to it.

Let's not count how many he's killed. Honestly, he's killed for less, so a massacre in your name is nothing more than a sweet, heartfelt course of action for your affection in his eyes. The blood on his hands is more than you'd ever be able to know.

You most likely tend to avoid him, given he is the King of Curses. You think he's someone who's best left undisturbed. And to a certain degree, this is true. However, in Sukuna's eyes, it only amuses him that you try to avoid him.

He thinks it's funny how you try to find an excuse to not get close to him and to avoid him when even still he manages to find you. He will definitely try to and scare you a bit by making appearances next to you without making a sound. It's like he's just appeared out of thin air next to you and every time he does it you're almost scared shitless.

( Though really, he's just.. stalking you and then showing himself every now and then just to say hi. He likes to piss you off. Yes, he's an asshole- )

Sukuna doesn't really care if his feelings towards you are unhealthy. Hell, he's a curse. Why should he of all people care about whether his feelings are healthy or not? It's not like he's not batshit crazy.

Oh, and remember how it was discussed he'd drag you kicking and screaming with no problem? Yeah, this man (curse) is kidnapping you. Good luck with that. It's better if you don't resist either, because come on. Look at him. He could kill you at any second if he wished to. You're getting more mercy than anyone else ever would by his hands.

Most likely there'll be no way to escape, and he'll have his own fun chaining you. He's not running risks. However, the restraints are more of a thing that he just would use for when he finally decides to take you for himself. He will be fucking you senseless.

Restraints such as chains, cuffs, and collars are an absolute thing he'd use on the occasion. He is tying you up. Sukuna is sadistic, and it shows. Knife-play may also be involved, though he takes care to not hurt you gravely, just enough to draw blood on some places. (As much as he hates to admit, he won't hurt you enough to kill you. He does care. In his own weird way.)

His sadism isn't just shown by the way he delights in your fearful expression when you plead him to spare others, to not kill them. It doesn't just show when you beg him, to the point tears brim from your eyes. It's honestly pathetic, the way he sees it, but he loves it. He's lovesick. Your suffering is his passion. Pain is pleasure, he'd say.

If you're a masochist, though? And you enjoy all that sadistic shit he makes you go through during sex? Oh god. You better not let him know. He's already a sadist as is, but knowing you enjoy that? It's going to amplify his excitement furthermore than is good.

The moment he realizes you like this, he will take things to a level above painful pleasure. He's going to put you through mind-breaking sex.

He's relentless, really, marking you in more ways than one, whether it be a mark on your neck left by a bite he did, or just fucking you until you can't even think properly anymore and you're all tight and wet, making you keep that length inside of you pushing and throbbing whilst you beg and scream.

He wants you all to himself, so why wouldn't he go to the extremes? After all, he doesn't want anyone else to even touch you. Please. He'd kill them if they so even glanced at you in the wrong way.

It's not going to be hard for him to claim you as his, nor will it be hard to keep you. You can't escape from him. It doesn't matter where you run, where you hide, to whom you'll plead and beg to help and save you; he'll have his eyes on you and you alone, and he'll make sure that during that bothersome eternity he lives through, you'll be with him too.

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lovelybrooke · 1 year

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I don't suppose you wanna do an isekai reader for jjk too? I /loved/ the one you did for one piece and would love to see your take on it with jjk characters too!

I swear, some of you read my mind. I wanted to write for Isekai reader but didn't know if anyone would want to read it, since people mostly seem to want to read The Last of Us stuff (I'm not complaining, I love your support). Though, I couldn't resist writing my thoughts below. I would love to write more of this, so feel free to request.

The reader being transported to the world of Jujutsu Kaisen would be fundamentally different than let's say, One Piece or Genshin Impact since the world of Jujutsu Kaisen is mostly the same to modern day Japan, minus the curses. So, when the reader gets transported there, they're not really going to know the difference until they see one of the characters.

The smartest decision in this case would to be to avoid them at all costs, since it's likely that if you mingle with their affairs, you could end up in big trouble. This would work for a while, since I don't imagine you would have high curse energy due to the fact that you're from another world.

However, your presence alone raises suspicion, as some sorcerers are able to tell that you just don't belong. Like I said however, you're able to mask it easily, playing off your aloof and strange behavior as due to the fact that you're a foreigner.

Gojo is definitely the first one you officially meet, him befriending you because he finds you interesting. It isn't until a few weeks of knowing you that he starts to pick up on how weird your presence is.

He starts to think you're some weirdo kid, because when he investigates you, he can't seem to find anything about you. No parents, no friends, no education. It like you just appeared out of nowhere. He knows you can't be a curse, so who are you. He struggles for a while before just asking you.

Gojo doesn't believe you when you explain your situation. Though, it wouldn't be the weirdest thing in the world. He's surprised that a world without curses exists, but kind of disappointed that it's fundamentally the same to his world. Gojo wants to believe you're crazy but can't really come up with a better explanation for why you irk him so much. You choose not to tell Gojo about the fact that you knew him already, or the fact that you knew him at all, since that would only complicate things.

Gojo agrees to help you find a way back home, his explanation being that he's bored and you're interesting, which doesn't make you feel better about your chances returning home. Gojo's idea of "help" is acclimating you to curses and his job as a sorcerer, since you'd have to get used to it eventually if you plan on being here for a while. He's not all bad, he lets you stay at him home while you find a place to live and work. He's not always around, his teaching position taking up most of his time.

When he is with you, he goofs around a lot, gossiping about his students with you. Your time with him allows you both to build a nice friendship, Gojo happy that there's someone who actually likes him, even if it's because you've never seen someone as strong as him. He likes how carefree of a kid you are, gleefully unaware of the dangers of this world.

Eventually Gojo does introduce you to his students, who absolutely love you. Gojo doesn't lie to them about your situation, telling they straight out that you're from another world. Most of them don't believe him, however some, namely Yuji, want to believe it's real. Yuji is fascinated with the idea of you being some insanely strong Jujutsu sorcerer from another world, even when you tell him that's not the case. Eventually, the others warm up to you and the idea that you come from another world.

The students absolutely love you and encourage you to move into the dorms with them. Gojo is against it, since you technically aren't and a student. It's definitely not because he doesn't want you to move out with him. You also decline, saying you need to find your own place since you're on your own. Gojo knows that isn't happening. You're just a kid, you don't need to live on your own.

You spend a lot of time with the students, mostly the first years, however they all like being with you. Yuji and Nobara love asking you questions about your world, only stopping when Megumi forces them to leave you alone so he can hang out with you in peace. Speaking of Megumi, he doesn't really ever believe that you're from another world, but he can't deny the feeling of pride he gets when you see how strong he is during training.

The second years also love you and are sad they didn't get to meet you sooner. The only one who really believes you is Toge, Panda and Maki both thinking isn't bull. However, they find you interesting, so they don't mind it. The all hate that they can't spend as much time with you, since your closer to the first years, and there definitely a little rivalry between them.

The whole time you're there you haven't really had to deal with any curses, Gojo being there to protect you at all times. However, that doesn't mean they aren't aware of you. Sukuna, sadly, is one of the first curses you meet since Yuji's his vessel. You don't really worry about him, since Yuji has him under control, but you never know how he's feeling, which makes you kind of nervous. You try to avoid talking about your world around Yuji, since you're afraid of how Sukuna might react.

Sukuna himself goes through an emotional roller-coaster when it comes to you. At first, he sees you as nothing as a crazy human who is vessel is obsessed with. However, as Yuji spends more time with you, he starts to warm up to you. You intrigue him, and he eventually starts to view you as his crazy human. If you ever get caught up in battle and Gojo isn't there to protect you, Sukuna is demanding Yuji get you to safety. He denies that he cares about you, but his behavior says it all.

You meet Getou and his followers later, Getou being surprised that Gojo is so obsessed with some week human. I image that he knows about you, stalking you when he's in Tokyo. Like Sukuna, he doesn't really care about you at first, however as he continues to learn about you, he starts to understand why Gojo is so obsessed with you. He sees you as someone who needs protection, and he's the only one who can provide that. You don't see him often, but when you do, he's trying to convince you to leave the sorcerers and gone him, so he can protect you.

When Getou can't watch over you, he's getting one of his lackies to watch you for him. Usually, Mahito watches over you, much to Getou's hatred. Getou knows how spontaneous Mahito is, and so he really dislikes whenever he messes with you. However, Mahito finds you absolutely adorable. You're just some small, defenseless, human who he could destroy in one blow. Not that he would do so! He just finds you so interesting. So many strong sorcerers and curses are obsessed with you, even though you're nothing special. Maybe it's your soul? He doesn't know. He'll have to wait until Getou's ready to take you to find out.

You're never going home. That's for curtain. With the strongest curses and sorcerers obsessed with you, you're never going to get the opportunity. Gojo constantly tries to get you to forget about leaving, claiming that his students would be devastated if you left, which is true. Gojo works with his students to make sure that you never have the opportunity to leave, since one of them are constantly with you. It gets overwhelming; however, they always claim that it's for your protection. Honestly, their possessiveness might just push you towards the curses, though it's not likely since Gojo won't allow it.

A/n: I'm going to scream, Jujutsu Kaisen 0 isn't free on Crunchyroll.

#yandere x reader #platonic yandere #soft yandere #platonic yandere jjk #platonic yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere jujutsu kaisen #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #yandere jjk #yandere gojo satoru #platonic gojo satoru #yandere yuji #yandere yuji itadori #yandere megumi #yandere nobara

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thecuriousquest · 6 months

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What the Yan!JJK men would say to you during a spanking for trying to escape

@issamomma @repostingmyfavs @chickennugnugnug @palesweetscherryblossom

Warnings: Yandere themes, NSFW (punishment spanking)

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🩵Satoru Gojo: “Aw, we just started and you’re cryin’ already? Kinda makes me wonder what you’ll look like when I’m done.”

💚Toji Fushiguro: “You fuckin’ deserve this, so save your boo hooin’ for someone who gives a shit.”

🖤Suguru Geto: “Princess, I don’t believe those tears mean you’re sorry yet. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get there.”

💛Kento Nanami: “Stay! Still!”

💙Megumi Fushiguro: “Why would you go and do something that stupid anyway?”

❤️Yuji Itadori: “How could you be so heartless?! So inconsiderate?! How could you try to leave me like that?!”

❤️‍🔥Ryomen Sukuna: “Scream and kick all you want, punk ass. I’m going to beat you until you bleed.”

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almightygremlinblob · 7 months

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Snippet of an upcoming Yandere!Yuji fic. As usual, Gender-neutral Reader; no pronouns used for them or parts explicitly stated.

Smut under the cut, so minors DNI pls. I don't condone this behaviour irl and neither should you

⚠️CONTENT WARNINGS⚠️: SA, Aged Up Yuji (HC-ing him as mid 20's in this one), Reader dissociates just a little bit (only mentioned), teensie bit of yandere themes if you squint, actual fic will be a Yan!Yuji one.

You were the first he visited after he was reported dead.

You didn't have time to protest as his lips crashed onto yours in a sloppy and messy kiss. One of his hands kneading your hips while the other was placed on the small of your back, roughly pressing your body against his. It didn't take much after that. Clothes strewn all over the floor, your mind not all there as he kept his relentless, careless pace - hips bucking all sloppy and nearly breaking the bedframe in his haze. Moaning in between his panting, completely drunk on your body as his thick cock moved in and out of you. Only stopping once he's fucked several loads into you and he's made you come more times than you could keep track of.

The morning after, Yuji would mumble onto the back of your neck, thanking you for being the one to take his virginity away. Kissing you gently and lazily in a mockery of intimacy…as if he hadn't violated you the night before. He confessed to you that morning. Eyes watery as he let out all the feelings he'd kept under the rug for so long. Scared, that he'd pushed you away.

You guessed that maybe a part of him knew deep down what he did, even if he made excuses as to why.

Fic now posted. Warning; dark. Hooray, I'm alive again! Feels so good getting back into my more creative side after a BIG slump. Hopefully I can get rid of this cold soon, too.

#yuuji itadori x reader #itadori yuji x you #yuji x reader #yuji smut #itadori smut #yandere yuji itadori #yandere yuji #yandere jjk #yandere jujutsu kaisen #my writing #writing blurb

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seniaasaysstuff · 1 year

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𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫🗝️|| 𝗒𝖺𝗇！𝗂𝗍𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗂 𝗒𝗎𝗃𝗂 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

𝖺/n- this is yandere yuji x reader. Its kind of yandere but not really yandere? Idk hope its up to standards lol. Let me know your thoughts about it. Constructive criticism is always welcomed.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Itadori Yuji was in love with you. Or he believed that he was in love with you.

You had been with him ever since he could remember.

He asked you out in middle school and you said yes.

You were so sweet, so innocent.

He gets overjoyed when you bring him small trinkets or handmade gifts.

He loves it when you smile at him. He believes you love him too.

He wants to keep you safe, hidden away from the rest of the world.

He looks at you as his prized possession. Something that he owns.

He is ready to give up his life for you.

You are his sunshine. The only person that makes him happy.

The murderous feeling that blooms inside him when he sees you talking to others.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a girl or a boy. what if they take his precious darling away? He couldn’t let that happen now, could he?

He knows he’s falling off the deep end but he cannot stop.

He cannot stop this dark filthy obsession with you that has been brewing in him ever since middle school.

He understands to some extent that these feelings are not romantic, they run deeper.

They overtake him. They possess him entirely.

These feelings, they hurt him but he revels in them because he knows that you, his sweet innocent lamb, are never going to leave him.

And if you do get thoughts about leaving him he will steal you, hide you from the rest of the world until the only thing you know is him.

He will own your mind, heart, body, and spirit for himself.

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animeyanderelover · 3 months

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@yourusernames: Happy Death Day with the first years, Gojo, Sukuna, Nanami and Mahito?

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, paranoia, overprotective behavior, clinginess, stalking, isolation, abduction, sadism, death

Happy Death Day

Itadori Yuji

🩷 Perhaps he should have given the thought of your death more thoughts. After all he has been thrown into a whole new world after consuming Sukuna's fingers. He now knows about sorcerers, about curses and about all the evil powers that want to harm other people. He knows that the world is even more dangerous than it seems...yet he has always forced the mere imagination of you falling victim to such powers at the back of his mind. There this tiny voice remained, gnawing at the back of his mind. He never wanted to consider your early death. And then he finds your corpse as a casualty of a curse attack. Silence, silence, silence..and then the voice that he has been keeping away starts screaming. It is a sound brimming with guilt, self-hatred, agony and pain. Its emotions flood his body as he can feel those gruesome emotions even in his bones. Yet Yuji just stands there in front of your corpse, every breath a visible struggle as his body starts shaking and his head starts hurting as his inner voice viciously blames him for this death. He should have done more for you!! Why didn't he...?

🩷 His day starts with a literal bang as he falls out of bed in his room and lands head first on the floor. That is how he wakes up but he needs a couple of moments before he even recognises his surroundings and has sorted his racing thoughts. The little bump on his head is barely something worth noticing for Yuji as he just sits up on the floor and just remains on the ground. He's sitting there, staring emptily in the air as he tries to come to terms with what he has just witnessed. Was that a dream? He isn't really sure. It all felt so long and realistic but then again, he remembers that he has read about some stories where people experienced something akin to what he has just gone through. He spends longer sitting on the cold ground than one would think until he eventually gets up. He tries to push it all away once again as he tries to tell himself that all of this must have been a dream. If only the date of today wouldn't haunt him so much, this would be easier.

🩷 The very first thing he does is calling you as soon as he is sure that you are awake by now and he is delighted and relieved when he hears your voice on his phone. You spend nearly an hour on the phone with him because every time you try to end the call, his heart feels like it is about to drop so he quickly thinks about something to keep the conversation going. It is because of his unwillingness, even fear to end this call that he winds up even telling you about his terrifying dream from last night. Then there is silence on your side for a while, a silence that unsettles him and fills him with a bad feeling. Is something wrong?? Your awkward laughter after a while doesn't sound so genuine to him as you tell him that he truly has scary dreams before you hurry to finish the phone call as you tell him that you have some errands to do right now. He only reluctantly ends the call, staring at the electronic device as he wonders if everything is alright with you. Something just felt off after he told you about his dream.

🩷 And then he finds your corpse as a casualty of a curse attack. Silence, silence, silence..and then the voice that he has been keeping away starts screaming. No...Why is this- How?! He grabs his phone as soon as he realises that he has fallen out of bed and is in his room, hastily dialing your number. This time he isn't considerate enough to wait until he knows that you are awake. He calls you again and again and again, growing more and more panicked as you don't pick up your phone. After minutes of trying to call you like a madman, you finally answer him. He wants to ramble and warn you yet hearing our soft sobs over the phone halts all of his actions. Why are you crying?? What is wrong?? Right now Yuji is so easily alarmed by everything which is why your sobs trigger a much more panicked reaction from him than what he would act like normally. Through your tears you confess to him that you have witnessed your own death twice by now and Yuji's heart stops when he hears your words. He's failed you. Twice. His grip on the phone tightens dangerously as he tries to hide the tremor in his voice. It should be fine if you just don't go there again. Just...just to be sure though, text or call him every 20 minutes.

Fushiguro Megumi

💙Blood is staining the grass and what was once green and vibrant has turned into a sickly red color, marking the place of tragedy. A body is lying there, the red liquid surrounding their body like a twisted version of a halo. And standing above this body is Megumi, quivering pupils darting over your corpse and counting every bullet that pierced through your body. His heart is pounding against his chest and he is torn apart between overwhelming pain and indescribable wrath against those who committed such a crime against you. His Divine Dogs stand behind him, tapping from one paw to another as if sensing their master's emotions as they let out silent growls. He doesn't even know how long he just stands there and just tortures himself by staring at your corpse before he forces himself to move away from this place. His teeth sink in his bottom lip until he tastes blood as he tries to make up his mind about what to do now whilst trying to ignore the wails of his own bleeding heart. Every step further away from you only worsens the pain yet he does not have the courage to look back and see it it again unless he wants to risk a full meltdown.

💙When he wakes up, he is drenched in sweat yet he finds himself unable to move. It feels like someone drapped a blanket made out of steel over his body which hinders his movements. He can't breathe properly, a weight resting on his chest that threatens to crush his lungs and ribcage. He feels a drop of sweat sliding down his temple as he slowly attempts to move again. With an abrupt and forceful jerk, he manages to gain control over his body and sits up. He buries his face in his hands, unsure if the liquid on his face is the sweat or tears he shedded whilst not being conscious. Everything around him feels surreal and unfamiliar as he can feel his paranoia seizing control. So Megumi stumbles to the bathroom and spends a few minutes there, splashing cold water against his face to gain some semblance of sanity again. When he glances up to look at himself in the mirror again, he stares into eyes that almost look like they're half-dead. Well, losing you would probably be equivalent to losing half of himself so he can't blame himself from looking like this.

💙He visits you at a very early time on that day and you are quite surprised by that. You carefully try to tell him that you would rather spend your time alone today and Megumi notices that you seem to be weirdly on edge. Or is he just imagining things due to his increased paranoia? Nevertheless, he refuses to let you be alone just for today. He promises that it is just for today that he will glue himself to you. Suspicious, isn't it? Why does he appear to be so tense all of the time? You know that Megumi has always been a tad bit paranoid but today it seems to be especially bad as he looks at everybody as if they are his nemesis. It doesn't even take him half an hour before he feels like he's losing it and begs you to just stay with him in your house for today since you don't have anything important to do. You consider protesting but one look at his face tells you that going against him would be dangerous right now.

💙His Divine Dogs guard the area around your home for that day whilst Megumi just spends the entire day with you in your room. You still notice his eyes darting to the windows and the doors as if he is afraid that someone will storm inside at any given moment. He is at least not as tensed up as he was when both of you were outside. You only try once to ask him if something is wrong but he refuses to tell you, the images in his mind unable to ever be conveyed into emotions that could describe the terror of it. He reluctantly leaves the house in the evening only to be met with both of his Divine Dogs standing there. Both of them have been able to pick up a scent that somehow was familiar to both of them and they thought that they should let Megumi know. They slowly lead the way and look back at him as if asking if he wants them to show where the scent leads. His eyes glance back at your house before he follows both of his shikigami. You probably wouldn't be happy if you would know what he is about to do. But bad people don't really deserve any mercy, especially not from him.

Kugisaki Nobara

🔨Nobara doesn't expect much from her darling as she is the type who tries to tone her obsession down. She is partially aware of her own feelings and she is a girl who prides herself in her level-headed and confident personality after all. All she ever asks of you is to tell her if you are in any troubles. That is all she has ever asked of you. So why did you have to be so stubborn and endure this all alone? She wasn't aware that you were dealing with a group of bullies, she didn't know that you had to go through such terrible experiences behind the scenes for so many weeks now. Not even your parents knew. You didn't want to be a bother. An accident was all it took, a hasty chase through Tokyo to escape your bullies only to end up being pushed onto the streets right under the wheels of a car. It is far too late for Nobara to do anything when your parents call her and inform her of what happened. Far too late as she curses you inside her head with clenched fists whilst hot tears stream down her face. You idiot! Why did you have to endure this all by yourself...?

🔨She is damp as she wakes up, a thin sheen of sweat that covers her whole body like a second skin. Kugisaki could do a lot of things as she lays there in her bed, wide awake. But instead she just lies there and stares at the ceiling before she finally pushes herself up and heads to the bathroom to take a shower. Her guard is definitely up though as she mulls everything she just witnessed over in her head. Something seems to be not right... It is a gut feeling that she has as she stares at the date shown on the screen of her phone. Was this all a dream? It just seemed too realistic for a dream. Then again though, as far as she can tell you are still alive as she texts you and you reply to her. But then again, it is still early morning and you died around noon as far as she can tell from her memories. Kugisaki is not playing it carelessly though as she chooses to take the safe side and tells you that she'd like to hang out with you for the entire day.

🔨When she visits you, she doesn't look like her usual self. She seems a tad bit more tired as if she didn't sleep well and she seems weirdly on guard as she spends her time with you. Perhaps it is the lack of sleep but she appears to be a bit more easily irritable although she quickly apologizes when she snaps at you accidentally. You do notice that her eyes are stuck to you the entire time though as if she is contemplating something and when you finally muster up the courage to ask her, she asks you a question that makes you nearly choke on the air. Are you hiding something from her? Are you being bullied? You do your best to keep your face from giving anything away but even if you try to reassure her, you can almost feel the suspicion being emitted from her as she just looks at you in a way that tells you that she doesn't buy what you try to sell her. You on the other hand have to wonder how she knows about this.

🔨It is whilst both of you are strolling through Tokyo that you completely freeze when suddenly the same students appear that have been giving you hell now for a while. The moment Nobara spots them though, her eyes instantly narrow as she quickly steps in front of you and glares at them. Are those your bullies? She hasn't seen their faces before as your mom only told her about them but judging from your reaction, they must be the right guys. She is brainstorming what to do now as she knows that she can't use her Cursed Energy against non-sorcerers. She can't hold in her temper though when one of them opens their mouth and starts badmouthing you. Suddenly she's spewing insults and threats as her face twists into one of scary anger. This causes quite the commotion as bystanders start looking at you which intimidates your bullies and causes them to leave. You feel partially embarrassed because everyone is looking at you now but Nobara doesn't care as she drags you away. She is so pissed that you never told her about this. Just take a backseat. Since you can't handle this situation, she will take over for you now.

Ryomen Sukuna

🗾A human life is fragile, disposable, useless. Sukuna knows that as he has slaughtered thousands of those insignificant creatures during his long life. They are mere bugs who are just being trampled on by him without him giving them even a single thought. So the news of your death aren't a surprise to him. Killed by a low curse you couldn't even defeat despite always claiming that one day you would become a strong sorcerer. You were always good in spitting nonsense, weren't you? Such a dumb, little thing. So why do you keep lingering there in his mind and heart? Why do memories of you flash all the time in front of his eyes as if to remind him that he will never see you again? What a waste this is though. There he was considerate enough to spare your life and yet you dare to lose it by dying through such a weak curse. The more he thinks about it, the more resentful he grows. Didn't he demand you to live on that day you had the guts to confront him? Who do you think you are, wasting his mercy like this? He did not allow you to die. You can only die if he tells you to do so.

🗾Perhaps it is this very same bitterness he starts feeling that transfers beyond just mere emotions as the King of Curses witnesses something truly fascinating. He feels it as he sits on his throne made out of bones and feels for the first time in his life true frustration over someone's death. He senses it but he isn't sure what it is at first. The air seems to tremble as his eyes dart back and forth, still in a bad mood about your death but also slightly curious about what is going on. Then suddenly his surroundings blur together, shapes melting into others and becoming indistinguishable blops of colors as even the ground beneath him seems to disappear. He's floating, with nothing surrounding him as he seems to exist in nothingness... Before everything turns back to normal again. It's almost like nothing ever happened but Sukuna knows better than to ever doubt his own senses. What just happened?

🗾He can detect no sign of this mysterious phenomenon anymore as he observes the surroundings. Yet it is strange... He orders Uraume to tell him what day it is, fully aware that his servant won't ask any questions as they obediently fill him in on everything he wishes to know. They seem unaware of what just happened which makes him wonder if he was the only one who experienced it. His interest is caught as well as an idea is formed when he hears about you though. So you're still alive, hmm? There is a sinister grin forming on his face as he realises that he has traveled through time and that today seems to be your death day How amusing. He dismisses Uraume as he decides to use this chance. He doesn't doubt it for a moment that he is reliving right now a day that has already happened which means that you'll lose a fight against this curse again. Wasting his mercy like this again... Truly unforgivable. You really don't learn your lesson, do you?

🗾You are in tears on the ground, blood staining your clothes as you struggle against the curse. Why can't you win? Are you really this weak? You thought that if you would at least consider your dream and take some precaution, you would have a chance. As that thing storms towards you in their final attack, you don't even have the courage to look your death in its eyes. Instead you just silently whimper out that you don't want to die again. You wait painful seconds for your death only to hear a chilling inhumane scream before you hear a thump behind you. When you dare to turn around, your blood freezes when you see Sukuna standing there who split the curse in half. He has an evil grin on his face as he looks at you, stepping over the corpse of the curse without even considering the thing. The air is tense as he leans down, his eyes observing you. You just said something quite interesting. Care to elaborate on what you meant? You are lifted up as if you are nothing, dangling above the ground as his fingers dig into your wounds to draw those painful groans from you. Look at you. You can't even defend yourself against a simple curse. He's not going to let you throw away your life like that.

Gojo Satoru

🩵Gojo Satoru. The almighty one. The honored one. The untouchable one. This is a man who stands on the top and who can get away with anything because he is the strongest one. No one can touch him, no one can defeat him. No one stands a chance against this monster of a man. But everyone has a weakness. Even Satoru has one. And the way to victory is by exploiting it. That is how you, a non-sorcerer, were stripped of your individuality and were reduced to nothing more than someone to exploit to defeat Gojo Satoru. Unfortunately you put up resistance and one wrong technique with Cursed Energy resorts in your death. And Gojo is too late to save you. The air is heavy, the tension unbearable as empty eyes that used to shine brightly whenever they gazed at you now rest on those responsible for your death. No words can be uttered nor can they be spoken as he doesn’t give them any time before using his Domain Expansion. Blood splatters everywhere, lives are mercilessly taken until only he remains. It’s done. As if a flip is turned around, the tears suddenly start falling. There’s no one to watch, no one to judge after all.

🩵You are special. You get to see a side that no one else gets to witness on him. You are able to see Gojo’s strongest as well as his weakest side. That’s how important you are to him. That’s how you wake up to him sobbing and crying quietly, shaky breaths hitting your skin and salty tears staining your neck and your shoulder. He doesn’t want to speak but he doesn’t need to speak either. You understand what he means when he presses his body against yours and his arms are locked firmly around your form. There’s still a spark of hesitation somewhere as you aren’t used to seeing such a vulnerable side to him. Nor have you forgotten that this is the man who has forced you to stay in this relationship when you desired to leave. But does it matter in this moment? No, it doesn’t. He tugs at your heartstrings with the next sob that escapes him and you finally cave in. You comfort him, almost coddle him and it is such an unusual switch of positions that Satoru eats up in this situation.

🩵He cranks his clinginess up to an unbearable level as soon as you get out of bed. Something about him has changed though. The cheeky and giddy grin is gone. The light atmosphere has vanished and his expression is one of lingering paranoia and fright. He seems almost more scared than you feel right now and you don’t know why. Satoru refuses to talk about it when you initially ask about it. He doesn’t want to speak it out. If he does, he feels like he is admitting that he has let you down. That he has failed you despite his confidence to protect you as he is the strongest. A part of him wishes desperately that this all was a cruel nightmare but another part of his brain somehow doubts that. Around you he isn’t as emotionally stable as he would be around everyone else though so soon he breaks down and tells you about the gruesome things he saw. Blue eyes look up at you to beg for comfort, for confirmation that this is a result of his own paranoia. Yet the look on your face shatters him only more.

🩵Hushed promises. Chaste and quick kisses. This is all he gives you before he locks you away and leaves you alone. You pound on the door for a while whilst begging him to let you out but you soon give up when you realize that he is gone. You have a good idea of where he is headed and what he is planning to do. You are too frightened to imagine it though. It’s not like you don’t resent those bastards either for what they did to you. It’s just that you know what Satoru is capable of. Now you are scared for those guys. You feel on edge as minutes pass by and this time you allow yourself this paranoia as both you and Gojo witnessed a very strange phenomenon. You don’t have to wait for too long though as Satoru soon returns. There isn’t a single stretch on him nor one drop of blood staining his clothes. He looks perfect as always. You know best though as you look him into his eyes and notice the gleam in his eyes. It’s unsettling. It scares you. But Satoru doesn’t care as he takes you in his arms. It’s done. You’re safe this time.

Mahito

🔷Mourning someone’s life is a concept that this curse has never really thought about. Mahito if at all is the one who causes other people grief. He is only following his nature after all as a curse. It is a privilege, a special right he has as a curse and for that he feels no guilt. You are no different. Through all the suffering that he causes you, he has never once felt bad for you. His kind is the embodiment of true feelings of humans after all. So go and blame them, not him. Yet all that fun and that disrespect towards others ends as someone does the very same thing that he has done to everyone else. Someone kills his darling in his absence and suddenly someone has taken his toy and his rights away from him. Just like a child he struggles to express his feelings that he feels. What is this weird ache in his heart? Why doesn’t it go away? As he is left grasping the weight of your death for his life, the first emotion he acts on is his desire for revenge as he disfigures and murders the humans who did this to you.

🔷You are woken up by two very displeasing things. The first one that fills your heart with terror is obviously your nightmare. Or at least you assume that it is one. The second one is Mahito who somehow has broken into your house. Again. He takes it upon himself to make sure that you are fully awake and that you notice him. For that purpose, he pulls at your ears, your cheek and crawls over your body lying in the mattress and shakes you impatiently. Until he sees that you are awake and glare at him angrily. He happily reacts to that adorable glare of you as he pinches your cheeks and gives you one of his silly and condescending grins. You try to sit up which is harder than normally due to him being right above you and of course as soon as he notices that you try to leave the bed, he has to make everything even more difficult for you by being in your way. Hands are roaming over your body and push you continuously back into the mattress as he relishes in this sight. You’re very alive.

🔷Mahito rarely has a good reason for you besides feeling like it and that is why you don’t even bother to ask him this question anymore. It is the same for that day too as he just pops up in the early morning hours. You don’t bother asking him for his reason to visit you and perhaps that is best. Mahito himself would struggle to convey his complicated reason for feeling like seeing you. He just wanted to see you being alive is the best he can come up with after the strange vision he had. He still doesn’t know what that was and thinking about it too much upsets him greatly for a reason he can’t name just yet. He just knows that he can distract himself wonderfully when he is around you so that is why he’s here. Because he can dismiss those unpleasant images then. That is at least until he has to open his mouth and taunt you with a teasing grin about what might happen if he would leave you now when you eventually do snap at him for following you constantly around. Your very visible reaction of terror stirs up confusion. This isn’t how you would normally react.

🔷You have a very hard time reading Mahito as you are forced to confess that you had the same experience as he had because he won’t leave you in peace until you tell him the reason for your unexpected reaction. You just know that he looks at you without even blinking. It is slightly unnerving. Then he breaks out into giggles and that sound gives you chills and it doesn’t take long before he breaks out into a maniacal laughing fit. Perhaps this is the only way he knows how to react and honestly, you didn’t expect much else. So that’s what is going on. This is quite interesting. He would love to question you further on what death felt like for you but he can’t fully concentrate. There is this agitating itch he feels whilst thinking about the people who murdered you. He feels the need to get rid of them first before he can then focus on you again. So he grabs your hand and drags you somewhere with a skip to his steps whilst already imagining the fun he’ll have. He’ll give you a good show.

Nanami Kento

💛Composure and Nanami have always been two words that fit seamlessly together. Indeed, it is this man’s calmness that has always been the best part of him. Sure, he tends to be a tad bit too controlling at times but you have never actually seen him ever just throwing away his composed exterior. But what if he would ever actually snap? Unfortunately you aren’t alive anymore when that moment finally arrives. Because it is your death that shatters the wall that has kept him from ever lashing out. You were attacked as well as killed by a sentient curse who scarred and deformed your corpse even after your heart stopped beating. Shoko leaves him alone when he hears the news and rushes to her as she can sense the brooding anger that will soon turn palpable. A part of Kento’s heart withers away when he sees your defiled corpse and wants to grieve. But he has no time for that. He can’t rest. Not as long as that thing is still out there and carelessly continues what it is doing. His anger doesn’t allow him to fall into proper grief until he has exorcised the curse who took your life.

💛Nanami is as quiet as possible when he opens his eyes and finds himself in bed next to you. Eyes that initially still hold a spark of wrath inside of them become tired and relieved when he senses and sees your warm body next to his own. He doesn’t want to wake you up so he just lays there, one of his hands gently tracing the curves of your body as he allows your own breaths to guide his racing heart into a calm rhythm again. He listens to the sound of your breaths for a long time before he closes his eyes again and lets the sound lull him back into sleep. That’s at least until your own breath suddenly picks up pace and sounds troubled. Instantly alarmed, Nanami leans closer to you as he pulls you closer to him. Worried eyes watch how your face furrows and he realizes quickly that now you are the one who seems to have a nightmare. He wakes you up by gently shaking you, his warmth and his voice surround you and comfort you as soon as you wake up, still frightened by what you saw.

💛It is safe to say that neither one of you got a good wink of sleep that night. You were unable to fall asleep since you woke up from your nightmare and Nanami had troubles getting any more sleep just as much. Not only because he sensed your own anxiety and distress the entire hours and spent his time comforting you but also because images of your defiled and shredded corpse would return to his head every time. So both of you are slightly tired when you eventually get up but he is less worried about his own lack of sleep and instead chooses to focus on yours. So Kento makes sure that you have a proper breakfast with enough vitamins and that you stay energized for the day. Maybe you should also go to bed earlier tonight if you start feeling tired during the day. Initially the day starts off as rather normal even if Nanami seems to make a tad bit more of a fuss over you than he normally would do. That is until you turn on the radio and the news are being announced. Nanami freezes in his tracks whilst you nearly choke on your beverage. Doesn’t this sound weirdly familiar?

💛All your plans on that day are cancelled. Partially because your own fear makes you too paranoid to have enough courage to leave the house and partially because Nanami forces you to do so. Both of you had a talk after you hastily turned the radio off at which point Nanami had already noticed your terrified expression. Both of you have memories that perfectly align with each other as well as the way this day is starting. And Nanami doesn’t believe in such huge coincidences. He has never been one to brush something off as a mere coincidence. Instead he asks from you to stay home for the day just to be on the safe side, although you swear that you hear him locking up the entrance door. You don’t try to confirm it though as you just spend your time inside, trying to take your mind off and not let your thoughts wander to dark places. Hours pass by before you receive a call from Nanami. It almost sounds like his breath is shaking with lingering rage as he questions you on what you have been doing before he tells you that he is on his way home now.

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