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m1ckeyb3rry · 4 months

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what it’s like to bring the jjk boys to…have dinner with your family!

ft. fushiguro megumi, fushiguro toji, gojo satoru, geto suguru, ijichi kyotaka, inumaki toge, itadori yuji, kamo choso, kamo noritoshi, mahito, muta kokichi, nanami kento, okkotsu yuta, panda, ryomen sukuna, todo aoi, yaga masamichi, yoshino junpei, zenin naoya

warnings: not all of these are romantic! reader is lowkey desi coded in some of them. reader is mentioned to have a brother, dogs, aunts/uncles, and cousins in some of them. reader slanders like 75% of the characters. honestly the characters might be ooc too i wrote this two years ago for fun and giggles and just found it again and wanted to post. also tw naoya!

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

Literally perfect

Your parents love him

Your dogs love him

You love him

Was kind of quiet at first but settled in eventually and opened up a bit

Was still kind of reserved but that’s to be expected from him

Your mother found it sweet that he tried to hide behind you when your uncles started interrogating getting to know him

He let your younger cousins play with his shikigami so that your dogs could get a break from being bothered

Really liked the salad your mother made and asked for the recipe

1000/10

FUSHIGURO TOJI

Actually not too bad

Was polite enough and liked the food

Showed your parents pictures of Megumi as a baby

They were suitably impressed

Your cousin asked him where he goes to the gym

He told him he doesn’t believe in gyms (thinks they’re oppressive institutions designed to disadvantage the poor?)

Did give him a discount code for some random protein powder that he’s sponsored by though

Asked your parents to donate to his charity

They were happy to do so and thought it was amazing that he has a charity

You decided not to tell them that his “charity” is literally just his bank account

4/10 for scamming your family

GOJO SATORU

Solid 7/10

Goofs around a lot but he did come so he gets points for that

Your parents hated him at first but then he showed them the album of cute Megumi pictures he has saved on his phone and they switched up

“He’s so responsible for raising a kid so young! And it’s not even his!”

Bullshit

He does NOT raise Megumi and you were the one who sent him half of those pictures

Demoted to a 6/10 just for that but at least your parents like him

Also the fact that he had an album was cute

Somehow managed to keep the dirty jokes to a minimum

Your brother kept making fun of his eyes being so blue so halfway through he had to switch the glasses out for the blindfold

Surprisingly high spice tolerance

GETO SUGURU

Honestly really a fun guy!

Actually brought his own dish to the dinner??

AND IT WAS GOOD????

Your mother wants you two to get married now

Asked if he could take some leftovers back for Mimiko and Nanako

Which was very considerate of him actually

Your mother told him he didn’t have to return the dishes she packed the food in

Let your brother win at Scrabble

Listened to your mother talk about the auntie drama

Apparently he’s going to start putting coconut oil in his hair now

Your parents are going to adopt him and kick you out

9/10 would’ve been higher but he didn’t beat your brother’s ass at Scrabble (he wanted to “make a good impression”)

IJICHI KYOTAKA

Similar to Nanami in that he and your father got along really well

Your brother called him “goofy”

He had to go to the bathroom and cry after that

He did compose himself and came back to eat

Can handle spicy food quite well

Complimented your mother’s cooking

Brought flowers as a thank you for the dinner

Was super sweet and grateful to be invited at all

11/10 would definitely invite him again

INUMAKI TOGE

Everyone was really excited to meet him

Let your cousins play with his hair and do his make up and paint his nails

Was your partner for Charades and you two won by a LOT

Kept sneaking treats to your dogs

Your mother ordered seafood for him because he could only speak in rice ball ingredients and she thought he really wanted salmon

He did eat it though

He would be a 10/10 but he accidentally used his Cursed Speech on your aunt so 8/10

ITADORI YUJI

Somehow lit the grill on fire

Managed to put it out but he did lose his eyebrows in the process unfortunately

Looked stupid without eyebrows

Spent most of his time hanging out with the little kids

Your family actually really liked him though

He’s too sweet to dislike

Helped wash the dishes and did not break any

7/10 because you almost had to call the fire department

KAMO CHOSO

Showed up an hour late

Was friendly but kinda nervous and awkward at first

Loved the food

He and your brother are best friends now

Genuinely he gets along better with your brother than with you

Impressed your father with his history knowledge

3/10 was too perfect and now your parents keep asking why you’re not more like him

KAMO NORITOSHI

He hates kids

Spent the entire first half running away from your cousins

Once he finally escaped he got along great with the adults

They really liked how responsible and mature he is

Thought it was impressive that he’s going to be the clan head

Your aunt told you that he was a keeper and you should “marry for money, hope for love”

Started crying when your mother asked him if she could hang up his jacket for him

It reminded him of his own mother who he was forced to leave as a kid

All of your aunts have unofficially adopted him now due to his tragic backstory

Deserves 10/10 just for being relatively normal

MAHITO

-892378/10 your parents couldn’t see him because he’s a curse

He was very happy to hear that and nearly destroyed your house

You had to call Geto halfway through to chase him off

Your family was thrilled to see Geto again though so at least there’s that??

MUTA KOKICHI

Sent a robot in his place obviously

Everyone wanted to know why you brought a robot to dinner

They thought you had hit a new low

You had to explain that Mechamaru was basically his body because of how weak his actual body was

Nobody believed you

-3/10 he was nice but it was overall a humiliating experience

NANAMI KENTO

Cannot eat anything spicy

Started tearing up at the appetizers alone

Had a massive stomach ache afterwards and his face was red for like twenty minutes

Your father liked talking to him about business and the economy and shit

Did not get scared when asked about his plans for the future

Actually has plans for the future

Your brother is kind of gay for him tbh (??) and threatened to marry him if you don’t

10/10 because he still finished everything on his plate so he didn’t seem rude even though he was lowkey dying

OKKOTSU YUTA

Tried his best

Your dogs tried to leave with him because they liked him so much

He brought gifts from Africa for your entire family

Did stop a toddler from getting kidnapped

Is physically really good at grilling but emotionally cannot handle the stress

Had a mental breakdown when you asked for a vegetable burger

Made the discovery that he really likes corn and proceeded to eat all of the corn you had bought for the night so nobody else got any

Summoned Rika and allowed your cousins to use her as their dress up doll

Rika was very nice and enjoyed the experience

She wants to be a fashion model now

2/10 he burnt your vegetable burger and you were really looking forward to having some corn

PANDA

Is a panda

Your younger cousins thought he was adorable

You got asked multiple times if he was a furry

5/10 he was only invited because he had nothing else to do and you had to chase him with a hose beforehand because he refused to bathe

RYOMEN SUKUNA

-1244129/10

An asshole but what’s new

Told your family to “go back to where you came from”

Degraded your parents

Degraded you

Degraded everyone really

You got into a fight with him and Gojo had to intervene

Did ask for one of your mother’s recipes so he could get Uraume to cook it for him

She did not give it to him

TODO AOI

See you thought this would be hell on earth

But it wasn’t???

Played with your dogs

Carried your cousins around on his shoulders

Your uncles were impressed by his muscles

He saved a kitten that was stuck in a tree

Did not ask a single person about their type in women

Annihilated everyone in Wii Sports Resort

Absolutely sucked at Just Dance though

He thought he was too manly for the wrist strap but then he threw the remote into the TV while playing Wii bowling and it broke

6/10 he said he’d pay for a new one

YAGA MASAMICHI

Literally your boss

Only invited him because you wanted a raise

He liked the food

Exchanged sewing tips with your mother

200/10 you got the raise

YOSHINO JUNPEI

Really cool!

Gave everyone good movie recommendations

Someone gave him a baby to hold and he nearly dropped it

Burnt his hand on the grill

Found your uncles’ shitty jokes funny so they all liked him

He was decent at debating with everyone and having intellectual conversations even though he cried whenever someone disagreed with him too harshly

Your parents were very dismayed to see the cigarette burn scars on his face

Your mother told him he could always come to your house if he needed to

4/10 because he almost gave a baby brain damage

ZENIN NAOYA

Told your parents about your sex life

Called your mother “woman”

Your cousins have a crush on him solely based on his looks

He thinks he has a harem now

0/10 they are all like 13 years old

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saintkaylaa · 11 days

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when you’re sick…

(ft. choso, kento, satoru, suguru, hiromi, sukuna, & ijichi)

note: i included sukuna bc y’all want to see me poorly characterize him so bad💀 i added ijichi just for you @marikuchanxo ! you better like it😤

warnings: fluff, cursing, crack, gn!reader

— choso

— kento

— satoru

— suguru

— hiromi

— sukuna

— ijichi

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kazutora-kurokawa · 2 months

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JJK Men When They Catch You Masturbating

♡ NSFW, fem reader, pet names ♡

Characters: Gojo, Geto, Toji, Nanami, Choso, Ijichi, Naoya, Sukuna, Hakari, Higuruma, Ino

note: just something small, trying to get into writing for jjk

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"Aww, you getting off without me princess?"

GOJO, CHOSO, SUKUNA, HAKARI, INO

"I don't think I gave you permission to touch yourself pretty girl. You know I'm gonna have to punish you, right?"

TOJI, NAOYA, GOJO, SUKUNA

"If you were feeling horny you could've just told me, don't ever think I'm too busy to satisfy you darling ♡"

GETO, CHOSO, NANAMI, IJICHI, TOJI, HIGURUMA, INO

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@arlerts-angel @i-literally-cant-with-this @trevengersprincess @happy-trenchcoated-impala @giugiette @katkitkats

#jjk smut #jjk headcanons #jjk x reader #gojo x reader #geto x reader #toji x reader #nanami x reader #choso x reader #ijichi x reader #naoya x reader #hakari x reader #sukuna x reader #higuruma x reader #ino x reader #ngl Higuruma has had me in a chokehold for a while now 😭

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slttygeto · 6 months

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WANNA HAVE A TASTE? | GETO. S & IJICHI. K

synopsis: as geto's girlfriend at jujutsu high and a teacher yourself, ijichi knew that he would never be able to have you. that the stolen glances towards your thighs during the car rides, your sweet smiles that had his cock straining were just embarrassing him. lucky him, you've always had a soft spot for sweet, harmless ijichi.

tags: teacher!suguru, driver!ijichi, fem!reader, established relationship, smut.

c.w: fem!dom!reader, only switches with suguru, sub!ijichi, pussy drunk! ijichi, cunnilingus, blowjob, cumshots<3, ijichi cums on your face hehe, praise (directed towards ijichi mostly), suguru watches you two, protective sex.

word count: 2,6k

note: i've had this on my mind all day, i literally started the draft before classes started and i just finished it. and for the record, i know that these two have never interacted before, but i love the idea of pussy drunk ijichi and possessive suguru<3. have fun!

geto was not fond of the idea. in fact, he couldn’t understand where it came from and why you’d suggest it in the first place.

“it’s just for fun baby,” you traced a finger down his chest while your other hand held his tightly. “there’s no harm in having some fun, no?”

there was truly no harm in having some fun, but when the fun included another man, a man whom he didn’t know that well to trust with touching you—or rather letting you touch him, suguru was a bit hesitant.

you lead suguru inside the other man’s bedroom with a blindfold covering his eyes and sit him down on one of the arm chairs there. your boyfriend patiently waits on the chair until you remove the blindfold and—fuck, were you a treat.

“sugu,” you start before pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips. “do you love me, sugu?” the man obviously does, and since words weren’t his forte at times like these, he proceeds to grab onto your ass and pull you closer to him, showing the man on his bed that even after this, after whatever was about to go down—you will always be his, and his only.

“more than words could ever show, princess,” he leans in and presses a kiss to your bare torso. your fingers run through his hair, a coy smile dancing on your lips.

“then sit back and watch, hm?”

throughout the past three years of being a teacher at jujutsu high, Ijichi has always thought that you were gorgeous, stunning—a little tease. he would always turn red at your compliments and hide his face whenever you and suguru would share a small moment of intimacy in the back of his car. his eyes would rake over your bare legs, traveling up towards your thighs before his eyes would lock with suguru’s icy cold ones through the rearview mirror and his blood runs cold.

so you can imagine ijichi’s surprise (and embarrassment) when you told him that you were aware of his perverted and shy stares, and that you liked them in a way. your hand placed on his cheek in a gentle manner before telling him.

“I asked suguru if I could play with you while he watches, he agreed.”

which leads him to where he is at the moment, in the bedroom of his apartment laid out, bare and vulnerable to your hungry gaze all while suguru sat in the corner of the room on a chair, manspread with a stare that could only be described as threatening.

your choice of clothes was very playful too, and ijichi could feel his cock strain against his boxers when he watched you grab one of his blouses to wrap it around your half naked body.

“smells like you, ijichi,” you said in a soft voice, taking a whiff of his perfume–his smell before flashing him a smile. “i like it.”

“oh please,” he whimpers out when you start to unbutton the blouse slowly, and you slowly straddle him with your hands braced on his flushed, heaving chest.

“please? please what?” your finger traces his hardened nipples, traveling down towards his stomach where he clenches his abs at the ticklish feeling. your pussy sat right on his hardened member, giving him more than enough reasons to buck up his hips and make you scold him.

“no,” you slowly get off of him and your hand grabs his hardened cock through his boxers. “not yet, mhm?”

this was a different side of you that suguru has never seen before. you were always so pliant, so obedient and easily submissive to his touch, his voice and his ministrations. to be able to make a man fold like this for you, use that voice on him and render him a weeping mess beneath you—suguru wasn’t sure whether he liked it or not.

your fingers tug at the elastic band of ijichi’s boxers and you pull them down. his cock springs free, and you bite your lip at how shy and embarrassed he gets from your stares. the tip is red and angry, leaking white liquid and you can’t help but lean down and give the tip and kittenish, experimental lick that has the man in glasses gasp in surprise.

“you taste so good,” your hand wraps around the base and you squeeze his cock, causing him to gasp and look down at you. “is this what you imagined? when you kept staring at my thighs all the time,”

he hesitates for a second, eyes locking with suguru’s who seems to be palming himself at the sight of your ass so perked up, your body arched over the bed to reach ijichi. the men lock eyes and ijichi gulps when suguru’s gaze hardens at your question.

noticing how the man melting under your touch suddenly quieted down, you look over your shoulder towards your boyfriend and give him a pout.

“suguru, don’t be mean.”

“am not, sweet girl,” he replies in his sweet voice.

“you’re scaring him,” your hand starts to stroke his cock, and ijichi can no longer keep his noises in as he bucks up his hips and grips onto the pillow underneath his head. “how can he fuck me if you’re staring at him like that?”

suguru’s entire demeanor shifts at the mention of ijichi fucking you. he is about to refuse first, tell you that there was no way that another man will be inside you in his presence but he stops when he sees you turn around and engulf ijichi’s cock inside your mouth. you bob your head up and down just like how you do it on his cock, your fingers wrap around the base and squeeze and your free hand fondles with his balls just like how you do it when you give him head.

ijichi’s flushed cheeks and sweaty forehead become something so interesting to you because you can’t stop staring at him. there is something so fascinating about a man falling apart under your touch and making you feel in control—you like the feeling.

ijichi’s hands shyly rest on top of your head, and it seems as though suguru needs to remind him of what he is doing.

“careful.” but before ijichi can remove his hands, your hand wraps around one of his wrists and keep it on your head, pushing his fingers to grip your hair.

you release his cock from your mouth with a “pop” sound and your tongue trails all over that one prominent vein.

“suguru is so mean, isn’t he?” you mumble against his cock, and your boyfriend shoots you a warning stare that you can’t even see.

“darling,” he starts but you cut him off.

“don’t worry,” you whisper against ijichi’s cock before planting a sweet kiss to the tip of his cock. “I’m not as mean as him, I can be as sweet as you imagine me to be,” you grin against the skin and he starts shivering in anticipation.

“i-imagine you?”

“oh, come on pretty boy,” you kiss his inner thighs gently. “you think I don’t know?”

to which ijichi shakes his head. you reach to grab his hand from your hair and kiss the palm first before licking between his fingers, all the way up to the pad of them—and then you start sucking them.

the man watches in awe as you give his fingers the same treatment you were giving his cock a few moments ago, and it twitches in your hand.

you let go of his fingers with a smile.

“you fuck your fist stupid to the thought of me, don’t you?” oh god. his abs twitch again, and he can barely look you in the eyes when you give his pretty cock another kiss.

“don’t be shy,” you purr. “I like it when a pretty boy like you is desperate.”

out of all the things that you imagined would go down, this was not it. not that you were complaining.

you sit back on your knees, surprise evident on your face as your fingers touch your cheeks, nose and finally your lips. you flash a red ijichi a smile before licking the cum off of your lips.

“you like it when someone talks you through it, huh?”

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry–“ he tries to grab a tissue to clean your face, but a deep voice interrupts him.

“leave it.” you pout as you turn to face suguru, but your lips part when you see that he stood up from his chair and was walking towards you, his looming figure making you submit so easily for him and almost melt on the mattress and between ijichi’s spread out legs.

your boyfriend grabs your chin and pulls out a napkin, wiping your face so gently that you melt under his touch. the man laid on the bed watches with wide eyes at the difference in your demeanor, how one moment you were handling him with so much confidence and now you were melting under your boyfriend’s touch.

“he needs to get hard again to fuck you, right?” suguru mumbles against your lips and you nod before pulling him into a deep kiss. you don’t care that the position is uncomfortable, nor that the man watching you two make out has never even seen you kiss in public beside a couple of pecks because you always liked to keep things “private”.

he watches as suguru gropes your ass cheeks and slowly undresses you from the blouse, his touch leaving goosebumps on your skin and you moan against his lips. your hand reaches down towards ijichi’s calf and he’s startled that the attention is back on him.

giving suguru one last kiss, you push him softly back towards the chair.

“eat me out, ijichi. think you can do that?” he nods mindlessly, almost dumbly and you give him a grin. you expect him to pull you on his face but when he flips you two over and catches you by surprise, the gasp leaving your lips quickly turns into a moan when he buries his nose in your clothed cunt.

“oh fuck,” he pushes your legs towards your chest, fingers pulling your panties down to reveal the sweet cunt he’s been dying to taste.

“does it smell good?” and ijichi’s eyes almost roll to the back of his head when his tongue gets to taste your pussy for the first time.

“pussy got him acting dumb,” suguru comments from his spot, hand fisting his cock slowly. despite not being the biggest fan of the situation, there was something strangely exciting about watching a man devour your pussy so hungrily. he knew ijichi wanted you, he knew why he wanted you—but only suguru got to have you. for ijichi to lose his mind at the taste only and not at the way your pussy usually sucks his cock in and milks it—yeah, the desperation was hot.

“b-be nice to him,” you try to say through moans, head thrown back when his tongue kept licking at your clit. he sucks on the bed, saliva and arousal mixing together and leaking down your thighs and on the towel laid out underneath you. your fingers grip his hair and push him closer to your pussy where you grind on his face, your sweet sounds filling the room.

suguru was fixated on your wet pussy, fisting his cock to the same rhythm as ijichi licking and sucking at your clit, the sight of your boyfriend being so lost in his pleasure had you bursting and cumming on the man’s mouth with a loud whine.

ijichi lets you ride out his orgasm, trembling fingers soothing your thighs and calming you down in a hushed voice.

“so good,” you whisper out loud. “y-you were so good,” your hand wraps around his jaw and you caress his cheek with your thumb. he melts against your touch but quickly regains his composure before reaching towards his night stand to grab a condom.

“mmm, so desperate to fill me up? even though you just ate me out?”

“i-it’s so wet,” he stutters out, wrapping the condom on his hardened cock.

“all for you, baby,”

“watch it.” suguru warns you and halts his movements when he hears you talk to him like that, eyes shooting daggers at the man aligning the tip of his dick with your folds. and you bite your lip, totally ignoring him and holding your legs to your chest before giggling when the man slipped with his dick and nudged your clit.

“it’s so wet,” you say in awe and he finally pushes inside.

your legs wrap around his waist and pull him close towards you. you let him fuck inside you for a few moments, letting him relish in that moment of having a bit of control before you start to fuck up into him and he has to pause his movements not to cum so quickly like earlier.

“what’s the matter, pretty boy?” your arms wrap around his neck to pull him closer to you. “pussy got you dumb already?”

suguru sees that ijichi is so close to kissing you, but before he can even intervene, you press your index finger to his lips and give him a kiss on his cheek.

“sorry, I only kiss my boyfriend.”

you keep fucking up into him, fingers grabbing onto the back of ijichi’s head and pulling at the hair there. you squeeze around him and coo softly in his ear.

“you are doing so good for me, you know?” “never had a pretty boy fuck me this desperately,” “are you close? cum for me, make me proud.”

the last one seems to hit him hard, because he soon has to hold himself up on the pillow under your head and let out soft, desperate noises as he empties himself into the condom. your fingers start rubbing at your clit at the sight, moaning softly into his ear to give you a helping hand.

but before ijichi can react, he is not too roughly pushed away from you and he watches with wide eyes as suguru hooks his arms under your legs and pulls you towards the edge of the bed.

“leaving my girl unsatisfied,” he mumbles in disapproval before attaching his lips to your clit.

“o-oh! suguru!” your hands immediately fly down to his hair.

“watch and learn.” suguru eats you out and fingers you until you are a weeping mess on the man’s bed. he could care less that the man was only a few inches away, mind focused on the way you smell like another man, and how he has to get rid of this smell.

“this is,” a kiss to your clit. “how you eat,” then another to your folds. “pussy properly.” and then back on your clit.

he spits and kisses your pussy with so much passion, strong arms holding you open for him until you cum around him hard. your eyelids feel heavy, hands reaching towards ijichi to caress his thigh, comfort him and tell him that he did a good job but sleep gets the best of you and you pass out on the bed with the two men hovering over you.

it’s a little quiet for a bit but suguru quickly lifts you up to clean you, dress you up before driving back home.

“tell her…tell her I said thank you.” ijichi calls out from his bedroom, watching as your boyfriend carried you to the guest bathroom.

“I will. go clean yourself up, okay?”

one thing suguru knew, he never wanted to do this ever again.

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catopoliscat · 26 days

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driving safety / ijichi kiyotaka/fem!reader.

ijichi should be focused on the road. too bad for him, you're sitting right next to him. you can never quite get enough of those little sounds of his.

tags: nsfw. 18+. handjob. sub!ijichi. dom!reader. unsafe driving practices ehe. semi-public. you jerk him off while he drives basically lmao. wc: 2k. a/n: *holds him up like a cat* i just think he's neat

mdni.

Ijichi not being able to meet your eyes shouldn’t have been as cute as it was.

He might have blamed it on proper road etiquette, which seemed to be as much a part of him as his own heartbeat was - but you both knew differently. The bead of sweat curving down his temple and the the ragged breaths falling past his lips was telltale enough. The blush covering his cheeks, neck and ears was just a blaring sign.

Your hand curves a little further alongside the inside of his clothed thigh, and your eyes flash with delight as you feel the wiry muscle underneath twitch. Neither of you are sure whether it’s trying to twitch toward you, or away from you.

Ijichi’s fingers shake against the steering wheel. His knuckles are white.

A lazy smile curves your lips as your fingers dance a little higher, tracing the inside seam of his neatly ironed slacks, until you meet the curve of his groin. You hear Ijichi’s breath hitch, and the thick swallow that follows. Your eyes flick up to the bob of his Adam’s apple, and your gums pulse with the desire to nip at it.

You restrain yourself for now. He was driving, after all.

Your hand pauses against the crook of his thighs, not quite meeting the bulge that you know already sits between them, but the threat is clear. You wait to see if he’ll push you away. He doesn’t - but there’s a rigidity in his ever muscle in his body that makes you think of a marble statue statue.

In a sharp movement, your hand cups him properly through his pants, greedy fingers falling over and squeezing the protrusion of his cock, and you feel it pulse underneath your touch.

Instantly, your name falls past his lips on a rushed exhale, his spine curving forward in his seat slightly. “P-Please,” he breathes out, his whisper almost lost to the sound of the car engine. His eyes fall shut for a second, scrunching as if in pain, before opening wide, seemingly remembering that he was driving all at once. “I’m driving-“

“Do you want me to stop?” You cut in, and Ijichi’s dry lips clamp shut.

You didn’t think so.

Your hand presses against his clothed cock a little more insistently, following the curve of it up and down across his zipper. You don’t miss the way his hips subtly shift, the perceptible buck as his body craves more friction - and you certainly don’t miss the ragged exhale, or the strangled sounds he makes in the back of his throat.

You imagine this must be torture. It would be easy to make him finish into his slacks like some horny delinquent, and the thought of him having to attend his next meeting with his own release coating the inside of his thighs is an appealing one. But you restrain. There were better ways to wind him up.

“Do you want me to touch you properly, Ijichi?” You ask, your voice light and airy, almost caring - had it not been for the subtle bite of teasing underneath.

Ijichi swallows thickly, a moan dying in the back of his throat that makes it sound dangerously like a whimper. “We’re in public,” he murmurs, eyes glancing to the driver's window.

“And?”

The more your hand presses against the bulge in his trousers, the more his forehead seems to inch closer to the steering wheel, his spine arching. His eyes are still glued to the road in front, but you don’t miss the way they snap down to your hand every now and again. He always seemed to be enamored by the sight of you touching him like this, almost as if he couldn’t believe it.

A small groan leaves his lips as you press your palm against where the tip of his cock would be, the sound almost pained as his eyebrows twitch inward.

You click your tongue. “Eyes on the road.”

Ijichi’s eyes snap up to the road again, and he just about manages to slow the car down at a stop light before he rear-ends the car in front. Even riled up as he is, the movement of the car is still smooth.

The engine quietens slightly, though the rumble of it is still felt underneath the pair of you. The sound of the indicator seems to match the hush of Ijichi’s breathing and your own excited heartbeat.

A thick silence follows as your hand remains over his clothed cock, feeling it throb underneath your warm palm. To your surprise, Ijichi is the first to break it.

“Please,” he says, his voice thick and strained, his eyes trained on the car in front of you. His pupils are sharp, if not dilated, and he seems to be focusing on the license plate as if it might speak for him.

You tap a finger against his cock, right over where the head would be, and he jolts, a small bleat tumbling past his lips. “What?” You reply. “You have words, don’t you? Use them.”

Ijichi’s resolves weakens further at the tone in your voice, and his shoulders hunch, his eyes flicking down to his knees. He mumbles something, his cheeks darkening, and you raise an eyebrow.

“Try again,” you say, and there’s a clear note of impatience in your voice.

He breathes the same thing out again, and while you hear it perfectly fine, you’re not satisfied.

“If you’re not going to behave then-“ You go to pull your hand away, but quicker than you give Ijichi credit for, his hand jumps from the steering wheel to your wrist, halting your movement. His grip isn’t tight, it’s barely there at all honestly, but there’s a tremble in his fingers that bely his clear desperation. You let him guide your hand back to his trousers, and something close to a whine and a sigh of relief falls from his lips.

“T-take it out,” he says, his voice breaking on the last syllable. He swallows. “Touch… touch me properly. Please.”

The lights turn to green, and Ijichi’s hand quickly leaves yours to return to the steering wheel, the car picking up speed once again.

For once, you decide to oblige him, although you do briefly entertain the idea of leaving him hard and aching in his trousers for longer. You only had a few minutes before you arrived back at the school, however, and you wanted to see him fall apart before that.

With deft fingers, you reach over and quickly unbuckle Ijichi’s belt. The clink of the metal seems like a gunshot in the overheated space of his car. The zipper soon follows, and with enough room to maneuver, you free his weeping cock from the constrains of his trousers.

Ijichi lets out stuttered sigh as you take him into your palm, your fingers gripping the base firmly. A bead of precum glistens at the tip, dripping down the side of his flushed pink head. Your thumb swipes over it, and Ijichi’s knees twitch inward.

You start to stroke him, your hand twisting and sliding against his overheated flesh in a motion that’s become almost routine for you. You were almost sure you knew Ijichi’s cock better than he did now.

“G-God,” he moans out, his breath hitching on every upstroke of your hand. The way his tip was leaking pre was making the glide more and more fluid, and you were beginning to wonder if Ijichi enjoyed the thought of this happening in public more than he initially let on.

“Does it feel good, sweet boy?” You coo, a glint in your eye that's almost predatory. Your incisor bites down on your bottom lip, and Ijichi’s eyes flick to it instantly. You already know the thoughts that are running through his head, because the same ones are running through yours.

He nods, another sigh falling past his lips as you stroke him with a lazy, leisurely pace. Finding his answer unsatisfactory, you give the fat head of his cock a tight squeeze, and Ijichi nearly doubles over.

“So good!” He bleats out. “It f-feels so, so good I-“

His eyes glance down to the sight of his flushed cock in your hands, and his words break off into another pitched moan. He looks back up, and has to rapidly blink away the lustful fog in his eyes in order to concentrate on the road.

It’s rapidly clear that he’s growing closer and closer to the edge. His thighs repeatedly twitch together, and the more pleasure starts to overtake him, the more desperation to cum starts to win over his usual restraint and refinement.

Murmured pleas spill past his throat, and his ragged breaths quickly turn to pants. He can’t buck up into your palm like he usually might, so he has no choice but to settle for the pace you’ve set. You’re not sure if that brings him more pleasure or agony. They often seemed like the same with Ijichi.

“I’m close,” he quickly pants out. His hands shake against the steering wheel, and when he reaches for the gearstick his hand almost slides off of it. “Please, I can’t do this, not here, not while-“

You pump him quicker, and a shout tears it’s way past his lips. The car swerves slightly, but Ijichi is quick to steady it. He calls your name, but the tone is too pitched and warbling to tell whether it’s a plea for you to stop, or a simple call of pleasure.

Torment is clear on his face, his need to cum fighting with his desire not to crash the car with the both of you in it.

The slick, lewd sound of your hand fisting his cock fills the space as you speed increases, and soft ‘ah’s’ and calls of your name leave Ijichi’s mouth like a prayer.

He grows closer and closer to that edge, his cock pulsing in your palm to the beat of his racing pulse, and it looks like it’s taking every fibre of his near limitless concentration to focus on the road. His eyes threaten to scrunch up and close repeatedly, only to blink back wide a second later as he fights the pleasure growing in him.

“Are you going to cum for me, Ijichi?” You say lowly, and a whimper is his immediate reply. “Are you going to spill all over my hand like a good boy?”

That seems to do it for him, because in a moment the car swerves almost dangerously, the wheel knocking against the curb as he hits the breaks. The car lurches, but you don’t have anytime to register that he’s pulled over to the side of the road before Ijichi falls back against the seat, a loud groan leaving his lips.

“Please, hah, please, please-“ His voice is little more than a high-pitched whine at this point, his hips bucking up desperately into your palm now he doesn’t have to use the pedals. A thud rings out in the car as his head falls back against the headrest, his chin jutting up to the roof as his lips fall open. “I’m so close, I’m close-“

A hand falls to your thigh, and his fingers dig into the plush flesh as his eyes stare down at your hand as it works his cock to the end. A shaking whine builds in his throat, his fingers tightening on your thigh until they threaten to bruise.

You quicken your pace just a touch more, focusing on the sensitive head, and he’s teetering right on the edge. A simple ‘cum for me, Ijichi’, is enough to push him over.

“Hah- c-coming! I’m c-” Your name falls past his lips in one long, drawn-out call as his cock twitches. Ropes of his release coat your hand, each pulse being accompanied by a strangled moan as his hips continue to buck up into your palm. Warm, pearlescent cum oozes over your fingers and knuckles, trickling down his own skin, staining his slacks and the hem of his shirt.

He breathes raggedly, his chest heaving. He turns his head almost lifelessly to face you.

You continue to stroke him until his moans are reduced to nothing more than trembling whimpers, his hips still bucking weakly into your hand. Your movements don’t stop until he’s riding the line of oversensitivity, and he’s begging you to stop.

And even then, you continue.

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ohnococo · 3 months

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JJK Men react to Reader on their Period

Gojo, Ijichi, & Sukuna

Gojo’s kisses start so light and teasing that you can never know when they’ll last one minute or twenty. If you knew you’d have warned him outright of what to expect, but you didn’t. So here you are, pressed to him and panting as he slides one thigh between your legs, tugging at your hips to guide you into riding it.

But he’s ultimately focused on something else, and he asks outright as always, “Wanna ride me?”

He says it like he’s pleading, and it only makes it harder to turn him down.

“I’m on my period, Satoru…”

He pouts, “C’mon, that doesn’t mean I can’t take care of you right?”

His cute whines have blood rushing to your face, and you turn away smiling, “I dunno, I don’t want to make a mess.”

Gojo's long fingers grasp your chin gently and turn you right back to lock eyes with him, wanting his face to have its full effect as he makes a compromise. “At least let me play with your clit, huh? You can jerk me off too.”

It’s a valid suggestion, and by the way you bite your lip he knows you’re keen on the idea. He gives you another kiss, already sliding his hand into your pants.

Ijichi’s had his head on your lap for ages, looking up at you, listening keenly as you talk while you both relax on the couch. You see that change in him eventually though, blush on his cheeks, eyes getting glassy as he starts looking more and more lovesick just from being so close to you and hearing your voice.

It’s not exactly subtle with the way he’s been tightly clutching a cushion over his lap to hide the erection you very much knew was there.

“Can we…” he doesn’t need to finish the question, sliding the cushion away and revealing that he’s been hard in his pants for some time, thanks to the wet patch giving him away.

“Ijichi, honey, I’ve got my period.”

“Oh…” he looks away for a moment, considering his words, before his soft brown eyes are back on yours, “I don’t mind if you don’t?”

You think about it, smiling down at him, but the silence has him worried as he sits up and takes your hand in his. “It’s okay, I shouldn’t have asked.”

“No,” you squeeze his hand, reassuring him, “I’m glad you asked. I’d like to do it.”

You place a hand on his cheek, and he leans into your touch, lashes fluttering as he looks into your eyes. You kiss him softly, and when your tongue meets his he lets a little moan slip out of his mouth and into yours.

“I’d like it a lot, actually.”

Sukuna is kissing you, groping at your body hungrily in his usual path downward as teeth and tongue keep you from any gentle protests when he nears your pussy. When his hand finally reaches into your panties you push a little harder to stop him, clenching your thighs together and turning your face away from his barrage of kisses to speak.

“Hold on, I’ve got my period.”

“Oh?” There’s that wicked sparkle in his eye that lets you know you’re in for it now. He retracts his hand, to your surprise, settling it on your abdomen and rubbing firmly. “Does it hurt?”

His brows are raised, lower lip sticking out slightly in a pout meant only to mock you, “Shall I kiss it better?”

You aren’t given a chance to respond as he pulls your panties off of you forcefully, using his full weight on your thighs to keep them spread wide as he lowers his mouth to your cunt.

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winkwonkwankwenk · 3 months

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Hello!! I just read your Nanami headcanons, and ahhhh, it was so good!! The romantic vacation one 🫠

Could I put in a request for similar SFW & NSFW he's but with Ijichi Kiyotaka? I just adore him sm <333

Kiyotaka Head-cannons!! (SFW & NSFW)

I always thought this guy was cute but never managed to remember his name 😭here's ur hcs!!!

SFW

He's clumsy- constantly. That dish in the sink? Broken. Flower pot? Shattered. He doesn't do it on purpose! He tries to clean up around the house so you won't have to but sometimes he's a bit heavy handed from his nerves.

Speaking of nerves, his social anxiety is off the charts. Agoraphobia is something he's been working through with your help, he's gotten to the point where as long as you're there he can be anywhere.

He overthinks a lot so you often have to reassure him that he's more than enough, and when you do he'll always bury his face in your shoulder or neck and hum happily.

He gets headaches when he takes off his glasses, especially after long shifts. He'll groan and lay his head on his desk. He doesn't like worrying you so most of the time he'll just pop a few pain meds into his mouth, chug a glass of water, and get back to work.

He overworks himself without realizing it. Sometimes you wake up to the sound of him clicking his computer keys beside you. "Sorry Darling, I'll be done in a minute," he always tells you but when you wake up to cook breakfast you see him in the same spot, typing away. Eventually you started limiting his screen-time to six hours.

He's a sucker for holding hands. Your hands are so soft, skin so silky. He'd hold them forever if he could.

He thought about going to the gym because he was insecure about how slender he is, but all it took was a compliment from you to change his mind. You told him you liked how lanky he was and his cheeks flushed.

He likes coming home to dinner and always makes sure he can. He'll call you thirty-minutes before his shift ends just to see what you're cooking. He gets excited when you tell him you're cooking his favorite and has to force himself not to speed home. "You cooked Udon? Have I told you how much I love you?"

He can't handle spicy foods at all. One bite and his entire face puffs up and turns neon red. One time he accidently put chili flakes in his ramen and had to go to the emergency room.

NSFW (HELLA KINKY STUFF AHEAD BECAUSE I KNOW HE'S A F.R.E.A.K.)

He doesn't just like your hands, he loves them. Wrapped around his throat, his wrists, his cock- sometimes he'll kiss and suck on your palms just to get off. He likes being choked, feeling your rings bruise his throat turns him on, especially when you whisper degrading praises in his ears.

He's a loud lover. You've gotten complaints from apartments above and below you but there's no shutting him up.

You know what they say about long, tall men. His member is the size of his forearm. What he lacks in girth he more than makes up for in length.

Definitely shops on AdamandEve's, waits for a sale and next thing you know there's boxes of toys on your porch. When you ask him about it he'll be too embarrassed to tell you what he brought but when you open the box he begs to try everything at least once. You agree but draw the line at the tentacle dildo.

He can't handle head, he's too sensitive. He prefers handjobs, especially when you squeeze his shaft between those sweet fingers and stroke him slowly. When you tease his tip he's a goner, cumming seconds because he can't hold it in.

He begged you to eat your ass for weeks and when you finally let him he devoured. He likes anal so much because he gets to grip and play with your ass while watching it recoil against his waist. You couldn't walk straight for a week because eating your ass turned into anal and pussy fingering.

Speaking of fingering, he's amazing at it. He'll curl and twist his fingers inside of you until he finds your sweet spot and then push against it. Making you cum is only the beginning, he doesn't stop until your thighs tremble and you're blacking out.

He likes fucking in public, even if it's just a quickie. He'll make five minutes feel like five hours, ramming into you and whining when you pull away. "Please...can't we just keep going?" He'll beg when you remind him you're in the corner of a store. "Y/N, please..." You sigh and give in. You end up holding onto the railing in the dressing room for dear life as he fucks you from the back. "Your back is so pretty in this top...let me buy it for you." He says in between grunts.

One time he saw you talking to a buff man and asked if he could watch the two of you fuck. You didn't even know what to address first. "I know you'd never cheat! I was just- I was thinking how nice it'd be to watch you be..." He throws his hands up in surrender when you glare at him, "Just a thought!". Cuck.

He likes watching you masturbate.

You gave him a footjob once because he wanted to try it. You found out he's horrendously down bad and that you're not a fan of cum between your toes. He offered to suck them clean, you smacked him with a pillow in response.

You walked in on him collecting your dirty panties from the laundry basket once. He swore he was just organizing the clothes before washing but you swore you saw him taking a big whiff before you walked in and saw a bulge in his pants.

He's a bit perverted at times, but he's so cute when he cums that you let him get away with it.

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gojos-thot-patrol · 7 months

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In that case any Ijichi headcanons? His turn ons and offs, how he'd react to a love confession, dates, even intimate stuff?

...Yah know what? Yeah, I can do that! Ijichi Headcanons

Let's go.

🚗I feel like his initial reaction to a love confession is disbelief. Like he just blinks at you a few times before asking "Oh! You're practicing, right? How exciting! Who do you plan on confessing to?" And when you clarify that this is in fact, not practice but indeed a confession for him he blue screens. You can see the math running across his eyes before he lights up like a Christmas tree from blushing so hard

🚗He keeps confirming that you like him. He's pretty insecure I think, so he's constantly like "are you sure you like me? are you sure you're sure? This isn't a prank?"

🚗But the moment he realizes that his is real and you're not fucking with him, I feel like he is the most attentive and caring boyfriend you could ever ask for. Genuinely just super sweet.

🚗He gives me the vibes that he's the type of guy to keep a lil notebook of all the things you like and little facts about you, so he can best plan for special occasions.

🚗As far as dates go, he's the kind of guy that likes simple quite dates. He likes reading dates where you go and get coffee at your favorite cafe, or going to the small ramen shop you both love. He appreciates the small beauties in life.

🚗10/10 would 100%build a pillow fort with you for movie night and call it a date.

🚗AS FOR TURN ONS I feel like praise kink goes without saying. I mean look at him.

🚗Call him a Good Boy and he's going to melt. Pat his head, he'll be putty in your hands

🚗Controversial take: He's a dom. Things tend to be pretty far out of control in his day to day life, so they will be in hos control in the bed room.

🚗As far as turn offs go, he hates Degradation. He takes it straight to heart.

🚗Same vein, but humiliation is also off the table. Again, he's humiliated enough at work lmao

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pseudowho · 23 days

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Posting my Ijichi appreciation smutfic tonight! A little excerpt for you...

You had never kissed someone who you knew would fight to the ends of the earth for you, and for whom you would reciprocate without question. A man who appreciated you as you were and wholeheartedly, and about whom you felt the same. A trustworthy man. A sincere man. A reliable man.

You pulled away for a moment, still holding his collar as you straddled his lap, panting against his lips; "Where have you been all my life?"

"In the drivers' seat...just hoping to catch your eye in the mirror."

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xjulixred45x · 23 days

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There are a lot of JJK characters I want to see have more love in the story. One such person is Ijichi. Can I please get general hcs for Platonic Ijichi with an adopted reader.

Awww this is actually pretty cute!! Ijichi is a pretty mistreated character, so it's really nice writing for him :3 thanks for the Request

Platonic Kiyotaka Ijichi x Adoptive Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: neutral

Warnings: some violence normal from the series, Spoilers but i think nothing too serious. Fluff.

I'm going to say it, if you have this man as your caregiver, father, father figure, whatever, YOU GOT IT.

Ijichi is more likely to meet his future child through third parties, perhaps Gojo, Shoko, even Nanami.

but when it's usually a scenario similar to the others I wrote. But let's give it a Twist so it has more flavor.

I think Ijichi would only agree to take care of a child if that child was connected to him in some way, not with blood, but something deeper.

Let's say that (reader)'s mother/father was Ijichi's yearmate while they were at the academy.

Unlike Ijichi, (reader)'s parent were more capable as a Sorcerer and became one.

but whether due to work issues or "mysterious circumstances" they die.

leaving a heartbroken Ijichi and an orphaned (reader).

and Ijichi, being the good friend that he is, won't let his friend's child go with some strangers, so he takes matters into his own hands and adopts them.

He probably even asked Gojo and Shoko for favors so that he could have the upper hand in his case and have a better chance of having (reader).

Even Gojo and Shoko were surprised, but they found it cute in a way how he wanted to take care of (reader) for his friend.

(lowkey, Gojo may have fixed the whole case in Ijichi's favor, just for the drama).

Whether they are small or a bigger child, he doesn't care. He wouldn't leave them alone.

That is the first thing that (reader) would notice, he is someone with much more determination than he appears.

Ijichi is someone who is very VERY patient with (reader), even if they act spoiled or erratically, Ijichi tries to calm them down rationally and solve their problems together.

When they moved in together the first time he had several things prepared, but he was more than willing to change them if (reader) didn't like it.

In general, when he becomes an adopter, his highest priority is the comfort of (the reader) and above all that they know that he is not their enemy.

If, because they were in adoption services (reader), he is someone who is quite antiosocial or has problems of some kind, Ijichi will probably pay for therapy sessions and try to encourage him to talk to him.

Although if (reader) ends up being an explosive or angry child, he may be a little intimidated by them😅

but he pulls himself together relatively quickly remembering that he deals with Gojo and his students on normal days, so a normal kid shouldn't be a problem, right?

aside, like I said, Ijichi is very patient (Gojo had something to do with it...) and can handle a toddler's tantrums and outbrusts VERY well, and can also explain things in a way that they understand.

he's like the best babysitter.

Apart from that, as the (reader) grows up he tries to be present in their life, in any way.

whether taking them to school himself, going to pick them up during work, telling them about his day, etc.

I think Ijichi would be especially good with a (reader) who is not a sorcerer, seriously, this man already handles a lot of stress and knowing that his bby wouldn't be sent on a dangerous mission or that they wouldn't face special grade curses often makes him your heart stabilizes.

apart from the fact that Ijichi, lowkey, wants (reader) to have that normal childhood and worries that teenagers have without having to think about curses, things like studies, friends, boyfriends/girlfriends, hobbies, etc.

In this case I think that (reader) would simply believe that Ijichi is a driver for rich people (thanks to Gojo) and can have a stable relationship with him.

If on the other hand, (reader) shows interest and attitude/talent to be a Jujustu sorcerer...he is in PANIC.

and is asking everyone he knows for help to dissuade (reader) from joining the academy, whether it's Shoko telling (reader) about all the young people she has to take in at the morgue or Nanami telling her that it's not something to take lightly.

EVEN GOJO COULD HELP IJICHI, telling (reader) in all the details about how they could die horribly from the curses or how he could let INNOCENTS die if they're is not careful enough, the Guilty the'll face, etc.

(although there is also a 50% chance that Gojo will also do the exact opposite of what is asked of him and give him several reasons why (reader) should join. but it depends on how desperate Ijichi is).

If even after that (reader) he still wants to become a sorcerer of Jujustu, then Ijichi will have no choice but to accept.

although he will always be like "we can turn around if you want" "there's nothing wrong with wanting to get out!" "I know you know what you're doing but I don't want you to get hurt..." things like that, the man more than stress has anxiety.

I can definitely see Ijichi telling (reader) about his days at the academy, how Gojo used to tease him, what the classes were like and the subjects he was good at, etc.

obviously for (reader) it is amazing, and it makes them question why the hell he didn't want to continue with the job.

When they find out that it was part of Gojo then they go and fuck it up🤣

Ijichi is probably the one who teaches (reader) the basic techniques related to cursed energy, how to make simple veils and barriers.

He teaches him the basics before sending him to school for safety reasons. If he could he would teach them something more defensive, but unfortunately he can't :(

When (reader) is sent on his first mission, Ijichi is literally counting down time and decides that if they don't leave in less than an "uncertain random time" then he is sending reinforcements because they surely died.

But when they return and are fine, he melts with relief.

In general he is like this the first few times, he can't help it, he has already seen so many good sorcerers die, so many friends... I don't want to be the one who takes (reader) to his last stop.

If they come back hurt, Ijichi goes into "mother hen" mode and proceeds to pamper them with both pampering and things they want to distract them from the pain, even if it's not that serious.

Partly he wants to distract himself from the fact that oh my god that's the blood of the child he practically raised...

Although he is still a good doctor.

When (reader) thrives in the environment of sorcerers, Ijichi feels so relieved, at least they won't be constantly abused like he was with Gojo.

In general, Ijichi is going through a moment of "empty nest syndrome" since of course, he feels that (reader) now that he is strong and self-sufficient he no longer needs it...

and it's what he thinks about most during Shibuya.

Whether (reader) went or not, they definitely didn't go because Ijichi let them, things smelled bad to him from the beginning and he didn't want them to take the risk.

but fortunately or unfortunately they ignored him, as always.

When Ijichi is seriously attacked, he is convinced that he is going to die, and he thinks that maybe he can do it calmly, because (reader) he will be far away or at least with someone who is not weak like him...

Can you imagine that (reader) is the one who finds Ijichi dying??

They definitely got really scared.

Ijichi is not very aware when this happens, but he thinks that maybe he could be watching his life flash before his eyes, since he hears (reader) and they are calling him.

although something is strange...they don't sound good...

Imagine (reader) keeping Ijichi alive until Nanami arrives, all while yelling at him to stay with them, not to dare die there.

Hard moment, REALLY hard.

When all the shit in Shibuya blows up, (reader) and Ijichi are away, luckily.

After the traumatic experience, Ijichi ends up having (reader) as a kind of angry mini bodyguard (they are worried) following him everywhere eg in case he suddenly feels bad.

the roles are reversed between the two basically.

Although it's nice for Ijichi to see how (reader) cares so much about him even when he thought he didn't need him anymore.

but the truth is that (reader) needs him in one way or another, he is his FATHER after all.

and Ijichi probably needed that to realize that he wasn't as useless as he thought.

In general, a pretty cute relationship between two people who needed each other.

Best dad Ever. Whatever You do, whatever You sign up for, Ijichi is supporting You and the life You chose, you'll never be less for being happy. He just want You to be...You.

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This was pretty cute🤍 Ijichi deserve more than what he got man(he kinda reminds me of My dad)...

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marikuchanxo · 6 days

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What if you appeared before Ijichi lying on your shared bed, in black lingerie, W sitting, inviting him with a coy smile?

Poor Ijichi, his brain would short-circuit for a minute before passing out.

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yellowflowerbub · 2 years

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Treachery (willnotbefinished)

a/n: I've never been a huge fan of having children of my own but I thought of this idea for angst a couple of days ago and just said why not, y'know? This is also a good chance to practice my writing for Ijichi since I've yet to write for him.

a/n2: sorry if the ending seemed a little abrupt. I wokred too hard on this and went into a writers block but I needed to get some content out or my page would be too dry

ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘(𝕤): Ijichi x Fem!Reader

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘(𝕤): Reader has a child (toddler 3-5), Angst, Argument between characters

"How would you like to be the father of my child?"

The clearest memory he had of you was the first time he'd officially met you. Of course he'd been warned- informed of your interesting nature but he hadn't expected that to be one of the first things you'd ask him upon your meeting.

He violently shook his head, embarrassment taking the shape of a light pink on his cheeks, "I couldn't possibly do that! You don't even know me and I have little to no experience with children," He glances down at the small child clutching the side of your pants, "Of that age."

Pushing the stroller down the store's isles would've been easier if there were only a child in it. Instead, it was attached to a cart with various toddler necessities including the toddler themselves who shouldn't have been inside of the cart in the first place. Though the child smiled at him he couldn't help but frown.

"Hey. Cheer up, alright. I know I said we'd leave soon but I really do need to get all this stuff." You reassure him.

Ijichi turns his head your direction, not looking directly at you, "That's not a problem. I don't exactly mind being in this store with you, it's just this cart is um- a little heavy." He gives a particularly hard push to turn the corner from a wheel spinning in the wrong direction.

You laugh, lightly hitting his shoulder with the back of your hand. "Sorry, guess we got unlucky with our cart but I'm sure you can pull through. Don't you work out at all?"

He turns his head back to the cart, suddenly finding the label of pull-ups strangely interesting, "S-sometimes of course but nothing too... intense. I go bike riding from time to time if that counts?"

"Really?"

"Yes?"

"Sorry, I just can't really picture you being active." You snicker, "You just don't look like it at first but now I can definitely see it. Like bulky helmets and knee pads too. Maybe even a bell."

"I don't see what's so funny about me taking precautions when doing something dangerous." He states, rolling his eyes.

"You think riding a city bike on the sidewalk is dangerous?"

Ijichi sat on the soft couch with his legs glued together and his back unreasonably straight. His butt sank into the couch making it harder to maintain his posture. If it wasn't already obvious how deeply uncomfortable he was, his forehead broke into a cold sweat and his mouth tugged upwards into a thin line. His proper demeanor was really emphasized and a lot more evident than normal.

"Is something wrong? I promise I won't force you to stay if you don't want to. Your shift is over." You worry, walking towards the man and setting a cup of water on the coffee table in front of you.

"No, no! Not at all! I have nowhere to be really. I would've just been laying at home by myself anyways. What makes you think that?" Ijichi manages to say whilst mentally scolding himself for over sharing.

"I'd say your whole," You circle your hand around in his general area, "stance that you've got going here. I mean, who sits on a couch like that?"

Letting his back slouch, he looks over to you, "Is it bad that I sit like this?"

"Not necessarily."

"..."

"Besides that, Bubba's sleeping now or at least they should be. They've been fighting to stay up past eight lately."

Ijichi smiles softly, "That's good I'm glad to hear that."

You return the smile and take a seat next to him, making the couch sink slightly. He stiffens, although having already been stiff, and involuntarily leans towards you; his balance now off. You crane your neck to gaze at the man, studying his appearance. Your eyes land on his hair, usually a calm bedhead in a barely noticeable middle part but today it looked neat. Or shiny per say, had he put grease in it, maybe? You almost fixed your mouth to compliment him but he suddenly spoke.

“W-was there something you needed my help with?” He asks, “A-and correct m-me if I’m wrong but it didn’t seem like you needed help with your child. You were already putting them down for bed when I got here.”

“No, no. You’re right.” You admit. “I’d actually called you here to ask you something if that’s fine with you.”

“Yes, of course. Ask away.”

“Did anyone tell you about... why you’re actually here? For this job I mean.”

Ijichi’s shoulders rise and fall, somehow relieved your question is work related. “Yes. I’m here to take care of your child while you go off on temporary missions.”

“Yes, exactly. What I do believe they haven’t informed you of is the fact that you’ve been training all this time. For the real deal. In about a couple weeks from now, I’ll be going on a long term mission. It’ll be just like today. I’ll put Bubba down for bed but I leave for a flight right after.” You explain. Ijichi’s brows furrow as you talk, not out of confusion but of how much he understood what was being told to him.

“So you want me to babysit while you're gone. How long do you plan on being out for the mission?”

“Unfortunately, that’s not up to me. It depends on how well the curses hide.”

Concern begins to take shape on his face, “What level are the curses?”

“I-I don’t know. They don’t know. The highest level is thought to be a special grad-”

“A SPECIAL GRADE!” Ijichi yells. You quickly shush him, gesturing to your child’s bedroom.

“I’m sorry but do you see how outrageous and dangerous that is. You are a second grade sorcerer and you aren’t invincible.” He reasons as he turns his body to face yours.

“You know how the higher ups are about moving sorcerers up the ladder, Ijichi. I’m sure I rank at least a first grade if not a special.” You reason although it didn’t seem like he was actually listening.

“Y-yes, I do know but we both know that even special grade sorcerers d-die from curses all the time and way more than normal lately.”

“Which is exactly why they need me, Ijichi. Innocent people will die if I don’t.”

“And what if you d-die?” He asks as he scoots closer toward you. “You might think you’re being considerate a-a-and empathetic but your being m-more selfish than those higher ups.”

Although Ijichi verbally fought with you, the stubbornness within you never went away. Despite him being drastically concerned, he didn’t wish to over step his boundaries more than he already had. The relationship between the two of you was and always has been employee to boss with him being the employee and that fact he was well aware of.

Just as you said, you left for a flight around a month later.

#jjk ijichi #ijichi x reader #ijichi #ijichi x you #ijichi x y/n #jujutsu kaisen ijichi #ijichi jujutsu kaisen #ijichi angst #ijichi fluff #ijichi kiyotaka

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kazutora-kurokawa · 2 months

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Hellooo! May I ask for headcanons of Jjk men with a clingy bimbo reader??? Loved the one you made about Tokyo revengers men🙏❤️

JJK x Clingy!Bimbo!Reader

♡ SFW, a bit NSFW but not anything super graphic, fem reader, ass slapping + thigh worship, slight Perv!Higuruma, mentions of Gojo and Itadori ♡

Characters: Nanami, Higuruma, Ijichi

note: thanks for requesting anon 🩷 you didn't specify which characters, so I picked 3 random characters just like I did with my tr headcanons. If you want a specific set of characters, don't hesitate to ask tho 🌸

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Nanami

⌚ Loves the affection you give him and hates having to leave you to go to work

⌚ Gets flustered when you say inappropriate things (you don't mean for them to sound inappropriate tho)

⌚ Adores your thighs and likes to squeeze and smack them (lightly of course because he doesn't want to hurt you)

⌚ Talks about you nonstop to Gojo and Itadori, Gojo knows you're a bimbo (because he's one too) and is constantly joking with Nanami about going for the "pretty but not so smart" one

Higuruma

⚖️ Always smacks your ass before he leaves for work (he says it's for good luck)

⚖️ He gets hard whenever you sit on his lap

⚖️ You drive this man crazy and don't even realize it

⚖️ Loves that you cling to him and despite seeming distant, he's just as affectionate as you are

Ijichi

👓 Always nervous around you, but he's an absolute sweetheart

👓 Worships the ground you walk on fr

👓 Scolds Gojo for making dirty jokes around you, even though you don't understand them anyway

👓 Takes as many days off as possible to spend time with you and take you on cute little dates (he'd plan dates weeks in advance too)

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@arlerts-angel @i-literally-cant-with-this @trevengersprincess @happy-trenchcoated-impala @giugiette @katkitkats

#jjk headcanons #jjk smut #jjk x reader #nanami x reader #ijichi x reader #higuruma x reader #these men don't have kids but they're still major dilfs

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angry-geese · 2 years

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Hello! I saw you requests were open, if they aren't you can totally ignore this! :)

I was wondering a platonic scenario with a fem! Reader with Nanami and Ijichi. (If it's too difficult for ijichi just Nanami) the reader enters the jujutsu high because she wants to be just like ijichi, an assistant or secretary, like wants to be in the jujutsu world but not exactly in the spotlight or is against fighting (?) She admires both of them a lot, how they have infinite patience and almost seeing them as a parental figure.

(I imagine this case being similar to Ino's)

I wanna see the reactions of them when the reader one day ask for permission to fight, and turns out they were a special grade sorcerer lol

Sorry for mistakes! English isn't my first lenguage.

thank you in advance ♡

Of course <3

Platonic Nanami Kento x Reader, plus some platonic Ijichi x Reader

Warnings: canon typical violence. Minor blood and injury. Reader pulls a Yuuta in this (it'll make sense if you've read chapter 172 skhdkdhd), fem!reader

a/n: I don't go into detail about the reader's cursed technique but it's implied she can use a reversed cursed technique. Most of this was edited on mobile so apologies for any formatting errors! <3

Word count: just under 3.6k :)

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It takes you a moment to register that the ringing you hear is your phone, not your alarm.

You sit up and squint. No light comes in through the cracks in your curtains. The alarm clock on your side table reads 5:30. Another thirty minutes before it's supposed to go off. There's no caller ID. So you turn your phone to silent and close your eyes. Nearly ten minutes pass as you wait for sleep, yet it never comes. Your mother always asks you what it's like living in Tokyo. It's such a dangerous city, she'd say. Not a good place for young women on their own. You'd remind her that cities are the same everywhere, and that Tokyo is nothing new. You lie in bed for as long as possible, wishing for the day to not start. But you can only lay there as the sun drags you into this dreaded day.

You put the kettle on to boil. There's a knock at the door.

Nanami.

He stands with his umbrella held open. His hair is wet, much like he was caught in a downpour. The outside air has a stale feeling to it, signaling more rain. The light from your porch casts harsh shadows across Nanami's face, making him look much more stern than he really is.

“I called, but you didn't answer.” He says.

"I'm sorry," you say, "if I had known you were going to stop by, I would have gotten dressed."

"There's no need to apologize," he says. "If I wasn't in the area, I would have given you more warning before stopping by. I’ve been assigned a job in Hokkaido, to exorcize a grade two curse that’s been discovered there. I figured I'd stop by before heading to the train station.”

You watch as he shifts his weight from foot to foot. He looks as if he’s about to ask to come in, but decides against it at the last second.

“Would you like some coffee?” You ask. “I just put the water on to boil.”

“That sounds nice,” he says with a nod.

You gather two mugs from your cabinet. You're out of creamer, but there's a can of sweetened condensed milk in your cupboard. You make a mental list of some things to pick up at the supermarket today: rice vinegar, milk, flour. Nanami takes his coffee plain—you remember that. You fill each cup with the thin, dark liquid, leaving some room in yours.

"I got this new bread—from the bakery down the street, if you'd like some. It's cinnamon, and hazelnut." You say. "Supposedly the nuts were imported from the US. I don't know if I believe that, though. Have you ever been there, Nanamin?"

"A few times," he says, taking a sip of his coffee.

He refuses to elaborate further. Your attempt at idle small talk has fallen flat on it's face.

"Have any civilians come across it?" You ask. “This cursed spirit, I mean.”

He nods. "That's how it was discovered—a fisherman reported strange lights and noises coming from an abandoned building, yet was too frightened to investigate. Another sorcerer was dispatched, but was unsuccessful in exorcizing it."

“Any casualties?”

“Yes.” He says. He speaks clinically, and coldly. It's the same tone he always takes on when speaking about work. “A group of teenagers snuck into the building. One survived, and is still in critical condition. The other died on the way to the hospital. At the moment, it's being covered as a gas leak, and the public is advised against going near it. This curse supposedly isn't very tough, but it's intelligent, and is proving to be a problem for anyone who comes across it.”

In one swig, he drains the last of his coffee. You move to pour him another. The slice of bread in front of him remains untouched. Yours is in the same state. You pick at the crust, but can't bring yourself to take a bite.

“Can I come with you?” You ask, suddenly.

Nanami recoils. Though whether this is from shock, or something else entirely, you can't tell. You like to think of yourself as good at reading people. A sorcerer has to be. In your line of work, that can be the difference between life or death. But Nanami Kento has always stumped you, and you’ve never been able to figure out why. He’s straightforward in everything he does. He knows what he wants, and he knows how to communicate that. There's never been an ulterior motive to his actions. Yet you often find yourself confused as to what he may be thinking.

“It's your day off, are you sure you want to go?" he says, finally. “You likely won't be receiving any pay for this. And it's an overnight trip, meaning we’re staying at a hotel up there."

You nod. "I could use the practice. I'm getting rusty doing all this manager training."

Nanami sighs. Whether with exasperation, or something else, you can't tell. "As long as you're not overworking yourself. Ijichi is already at the hotel. He’ll fill us in on the rest of the information when we arrive there.”

It doesn't take you all that long to get ready on a normal day, and today is no exception to that. Alongside your purse, you gather an overnight bag of clothes, and some travel-sized toiletries. You wouldn't dare use hotel shampoo on your hair. Most of this is already put together, as in your earlier days in this job you saw plenty of overnight trips. When you’re going to be leaving for a different city at a moment's notice, things like this are a lifesaver.

You arrive at the train station with roughly five minutes to spare. Less time than Nanami would prefer to have, but still on time. With him, if he’s not fifteen minutes early to an event, he considers himself late. As you started your career at Jujutsu Tech, training under him, that took you longer to figure out than you'd like to admit. Nanami would always get so agitated if you showed up with five minutes to spare. In the few minutes it takes you to purchase a ticket, the train has shown up.

A train ride from Tokyo to Hokkaido runs just about four hours. If you were to go by plane, it would take a little under two. It's just after one by the time you arrive in Hokkaido, and exactly fifteen minutes after that, you’re at your hotel.

There's not much time to rest, as there’s a knock at the door once you finally sit down. Ijichi. He greets you with a nod. His hands are folded neatly in front of him.

“I’ll explain on the way.” He says.

You take that as your cue to gather your things, and step out into the hall.

“We’re looking at a semi grade one curse,” Ijichi says. “Originally it was classed as a grade two, but the higher ups have since changed their rating. It's physical strength is only that of a grade two, but it's intelligent enough that it's managed to evade all other attempts of exorcize it.”

So that's why they called in Nanami.

You wish you had time to pick up lunch before work, but coffee will have to do. Knowing Nanami, he’ll want to check out a restaurant afterwards. He always does when you’re on out-of-town jobs like this.

“Currently, we have the building closed to the public.” Continues Ijichi. “On public records, it's a gas leak. Civilians are being advised to stay away while ‘repairs’ are being made.”

“What was the building used for originally?” You ask. “Was it a school?”

Ijichi shakes his head. “It was last used as a convenience store. Before that, a bakery. But it's been abandoned since the nineties.”

“What about the land?” Asks Nanami. “Any burial grounds nearby?”

“Up until the sixties, the land was nothing more than an empty field.” Ijichi says. “There's no records of any burials taking place nearby. The area itself holds little religious significance.”

There's a blast of humid air as you step out onto the sidewalk. The air has a stale feeling to it, as if it’ll rain soon. The day is setting out to be warm and muggy.

He leads you to a black car. The windows are tinted to the point that seeing inside is impossible. Nanami takes the passenger seat, leaving you to sit in the back. You complain loudly, but he silences you with a glare.

“Are there records of any deaths in the building?” You ask.

Again, Ijichi shakes his head. You frown.

The lack of records doesn't mean much. A death could have occured on the property, and have been covered up. Such a thing isn’t unheard of. If the death was violent enough, it creates the perfect conditions to grow a curse. Especially if the deceased doesn't get a proper burial.

The curse you’re dealing with must be young.

The drive is only about fifteen minutes, and the remaining part of the ride is silent. Slowly the buildings begin to thin out, leaving you in a sparsely populated part of town. The road is rough here. At some point in time it starts raining.

Ijichi opens the car door for you, and you step out. The air smells heavily of rain.

The building itself is in good shape, considering its age, and lack of maintenance. There's yellow tape across the front door. Plenty of warning signs are laid about. Not that it stops everyone from entering.

“Just… stay behind me,” Nanami says. “No wandering off. No rushing into danger. No needlessly throwing yourself into the middle of a fight.”

“Those last two are the exact same thing,” you say.

He glares back at you.

“I'll be alright,” you say, smiling weakly. “I had the best teacher after all!”

Nanami narrows his eyes. “Gojo?”

He only looks more confused when you laugh.

The smell is the first thing to hit you. The sickeningly sweet smell of decay, barely masked by the scent of wood rot, and residuals. The inside of the building has been gutted. No furniture remains. Much of the wall panels have been stripped away, revealing pipes and wiring. The beady eyes of a rat glint at you from the corner of the room. It quickly scurries away as you step closer. Glass crunches underfoot as you approach the counter. The cash register remains, but is rusted, and empty. Among the things left behind are an open sign, a single table, and a vending machine. Many of the tiles are water damaged, and warped.

“See anything?” You ask.

“No.” Nanami says. “It may be too early in the day for this curse to come out. We’ll have better luck once the sun begins to set.”

The door to the basement is chained, and padlocked. The smell grows much stronger the closer you are to it.

A pair of bolt cutters would fix that chain right quick. The lock is pretty rusty too, you doubt it would be very difficult to just break it off- maybe with a rock or something.

"I'm guessing that lock is there for a reason," Nanami says.

Of the talents you’ve picked up at Jujutsu Tech, getting into places where you’re not supposed to be is one of them. From your hair, you sacrifice two bobby pins. You wedge the two bent pins into the lock. It takes a bit of fumbling. The angle it's at makes this a lot more difficult than it needs to be. The padlock comes free with a pop!

Nanami gives you a look that can be read as both pride and disappointment. As you step between him and the doorframe, he blocks your way with his arm. "You're a manager," he says. "It's best if you assist from the sidelines. There's no need for you to take on this fight."

There's a few inches of standing water in the basement. You only realize this as you reach the bottom of the stairs, and step directly in it. You grimace at the feeling of water soaking through your shoes. It's too dark to get a good view of it, but you’re certain that water isn't clear.

The water ripples as a set of eyes fall on you. They’re set low in the water, making it appear much deeper than it really is. The stench of decay hangs so heavy in the air that it chokes you. They sit above the water for a moment, before disappearing below it.

Nanami is quick to draw his blade, holding it close to his body. The air grows heavy with the sudden swell of his cursed energy.

“Someone’s died here.” You say quietly. Recently.

That's when a set of hands reaches out and pulls you into the barrier.

This room looks identical to the last, except it's mirrored, and there's more water damage on the ceiling. It looks as if this place was submerged entirely at one point. The bitter smell of cursed energy is hardly noticeable over the smell of wood rot. Somewhere in the dark, the sound of something dripping is audible.

A cold feeling crawls up your spine. As something else enters the barrier behind you, the feeling of cursed energy becomes immense. The water around your ankles turns black in color, and rises slightly.

The curse itself is rather skeletal in nature. Long, stringy hair hangs in its face. In the dark, it's nearly impossible to get a good look at it, but you’re certain that’s a few arms too many. When it stands on its hind legs, there's no way it's less than twelve feet tall. It has to duck, or else it's head hits the ceiling. Both sets of its eyes fall on you.

Its arm comes down hard to the left, hitting the ground with enough force to crack it. Foul smelling water splatters across the room. The dark color of it is much more obvious now. It has a strange metallic smell to it.

Something cold and boney wraps around your ankle, invisible under the water, before tugging on it violently. You hit the ground hard, black water splashing all around you. You let that cursed energy flow into your fingertips, gathering in strength. You bring your fist out, catching the curse square in its stomach. It gives way with a crunch! Part of its body is blown away with the force. And it recoils, letting out a screech so terrible that you clamp your hands over your ears. It does little to block out the noise. Momentarily, you're deafened.

This time you’re much less prepared for its attack. A clawed hand comes down hard on your left, and if you hadn't moved back, it would have torn well through your torso. You reinforce your arms with cursed energy, avoiding any major damage, but it still hurts. This curse doesn't appear to be tiring out any time soon. Keeping your limbs reinforced with cursed energy throughout the entirety of a fight isn't impossible, but it's no easy feat. It diverts force away from your attacks, leaving you weaker in that regard. Using your cursed technique risks damaging this building, and in turn, bringing it down all around you.

And as you scramble to your feet, you can't help but wonder what Nanami would do

As you step back, your foot falls through something with a crunch! A ribcage. The rest of the skeleton is not far from it, barely visible above the water, which has risen significantly now, lapping at your ankles. The bones are brittle and bleached, as if they’ve been left in the sun for days.

He would warn you to only use your cursed technique as a last resort. Don't risk bringing the building down.

The cursed energy in the air swells suddenly. The fragments of bone and flesh that were blown away in your initial hit are sticking back to the body, forming a slimy substance. In an instant, the curse is sinking back below the water. The depth of the water doesn't appear to matter to it; as long as there’s standing water, it can sink below it. That's going to be a problem.

Slowly your hearing begins to return. The lack of one sense leaves you uneasy. By sight alone, tracking a curse is no easy feat. It's possible, but tough.

You watch the ripples in the water as they disappear beneath the stairs. The water is up to your knees. You allow more cursed energy to gather in your hands, before bringing them back to your ears, letting that reverse cursed energy to take effect. It feels as if your wounds are being filled with hot wax.

When something else enters the barrier, it feels familiar. It's a human—a sorcerer—not a curse. Nanami.

This time, you’re unable to brace for it. The force of the hit is enough to knock the air from your lungs, sending you back into a wall. Your limbs are refusing to listen to what you’re telling them to do. A sharp pain settles in your chest.

You're definitely getting rusty.

A clawed hand presses against your shoulder, shoving you back into the wall. Little pinpricks of blood form where its nails graze across your skin. Long stringy hair hangs into your face, brushing across your forehead. When the curse opens its mouth, a wave of foul-smelling breath assaults you. Your hands wrap around its wrists in a weak attempt to pry it off.

Switching from using reverse cursed energy, to using your cursed technique has never been easy. Even at your strongest, it was never something you got the hang of. And as you began working as a manager, mastering such a thing was never a priority of yours.

The closest parts of you to this curse are your hands, and your face.

You lean in, press your lips against the curse’s—well, teeth—and blow. It must be unable to regenerate itself when reverse cursed energy is used on it, because when its wrist, and part of its skull are blown away, it stays damaged.

A set of hands are pulling you from the water. At first you resist, believing it to be another curse, but these hands are too warm to be a spirit. You can't tell if Nanami wants to slap you, or hug you. Most likely the former, as you’re covered in nasty water, and blood.

The air feels lighter with the disappearance of this cursed spirit.

"What took you so long?" You ask, grinning.

He definitely wants to slap you. "We found a body." He says.

"There's more than one," you say, motioning to the skeleton.

Nanami's brows knit.

"So this was used as a dumping ground," you say. By who? A serial killer? “We’ll have the bodies identified, and cremated, then returned to next of kin. And hopefully that stops anything from coming back.”

"You need a shower," says Nanami, collapsing against you in a hug.

You allow yourself to rest against him, your arms wrapping around his waist. He smells faintly of coffee, and lavender shampoo. The marks that your wet shirt leaves against his are almost comical. And though he says nothing else, the look on his face resembles pride.

By the time you head back outside, the sun is just beginning to set. You’re not certain how long you were trapped in that barrier, but it must have been a while. Golden streaks of sunlight crest through rain clouds. It reminds you of that one rhyme your mother would say when you were little: red sky at night, sailor’s delight. Red sky in morning, sailor’s warning.

Ijichi is sitting on the steps outside, and he looks as if he could pass out. For a moment, you're certain he's going to. He's a few shades paler than normal. A bead of sweat rolls down his forehead. His glasses have fallen down low on his nose. Nanami heads straight for the car.

"You're bleeding," he says, quietly.

You hold out your hands, letting your reversed cursed technique take effect. The wound on your shoulder heals much slower than the ones on your hands.

“I’ll be alright,” you say. “But, if it makes you feel better, I’ll stop by Shoko’s on the way back, and see what she thinks.”

Ijichi smiles weakly. “Don't take this the wrong way, but I don't understand why you chose to be a manager.” He says. “Your skills as a sorcerer are more suited for combat.”

You shrug. “I guess I’m just not into the idea of being in the spotlight, you know? Fighting isn't as glamorous as everyone tries to make it out to be. And besides, if I were to be a sorcerer like Nanami, or Gojo, I’d have to deal with the dumb politics of the Jujutsu clans.” You say. “This way it still feels like I’m making a difference, just in the way I know best.”

He nods. Part of you expects him to say more. To question you further. But you have the impression that Ijichi's ideals aren't all that different from your own.

"Plus," you add, "If I did Nanamin's job every day, I'd be putting him out of business."

"I highly doubt that," Nanami calls from the car.

"You know, I think I earned a cut of the pay," you say, "since I exorcised that curse for you."

Nanami's gaze lowers into a glare. The vein on his forehead is more prominent than before. "No way," he says. "We already discussed this."

"Dinner, then?" You ask. "I saw a Thai place on the way here."

"Deal," he says.

#jjk x reader #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #ijichi x reader #ijichi kiyotaka x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #slight manga spoilers if you squint and hold it at an angle #cw canon typical violence #cw blood and injury #jjk #nanami kento #ijichi kiyotaka #jujutsu kaisen #osha compliant :)

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