Jujitsu Kaisen - Blog Posts

Why do I only like non-canon gay ships?

They just.. hit harder when they're homo 😔

Forgot to mention this but I have a blog dedicated to Toji’s worm(I love him so much(the worm not Toji))

Nerd/pos

W o r m

Yuji to Choso:

*this is your subconscious ooooh*

*make the inumaki smau*

*also drink water and eat fooooodddd*

*be nice to yourself*

*and make the Inumaki smau*

AGH- THE VOICES NOOOO

interaction i thought of

I guess i should actually make a pinned post ヾ(≧へ≦)〃 HELLOOOOO i am CHRIS/ZACH !!! MAIN YUMEs AS OF 4/4 : Reigen Arataka (mp100) & Marie (Splatoon) :3 (nonsharing) I really like mob psycho ,, like really like mob psycho and splatoon. my other intrests include dungeon meshi, alien stage, nintendo games (splatoon, legend of zelda, pokemon), JJK, genshin (sometimes), vocaloid, pop team epic !! + more oh if you even care my favorite pokemon is garchomp <3

art reqs : OPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my art trade status : OPEENNN!!! literature for art : selective ,, i need to know the charaters LEARN MORE ON MY AWESOME STRAWPAGE!!

oh and my art # is #sporedoodlezzz

please help me

i don’t usually post like this but i’m in an emergency. my hotel kicked me out for discriminatory reasons and took my belongings. i have nowhere to stay and my car needs gas and repairs. my mental health is suffering badly and i don’t know what else to do. i’m trying to hold on.

if you can help, please send anything to my apple pay:

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even a small amount means the world to me right now. i don’t feel safe. i don’t feel stable. i’m just trying to survive.

please share this if you can. thank you.

I like that there is a legitimate reason to explain how a technique works in JJK. We all know it's just a trope in anime to call out/explain abilities and a quick way for the author to inform the reader/viewer what's going on. But making it so that explaining a technique makes it stronger is a creative way to incorporate that trope and provides a believable reason as to why a character would be willing to explain their attacks to an opponent without it enturely being an actual detriment.

˖⁺.꒷꒦Let Go꒦꒷˖⁺.

Sukuna x Reader,

piss kink blurb

degradation, established relationship, true form Sukuna, fem-reader, MDNI

AN: this is intend to be a crack fic, if you are into this no judgement, but! I do not share your opinion, I wrote this as a challenge :) enjoy!

Stop squirming,” Sukuna said firmly, two large hands grabbing at your hips to stop them from moving.

“I need to use the bathroom, ‘Kuna, I’ll be right back,” your voice was laced with sleep, it must have been sometime after midnight.

“No,” you sighed heavily at his static reply, bladder aching. You had drank too much sake at dinner.

“Pleeease ‘Kuna! The bathroom is just right there,” you pleaded. Though you were used to your husband's ridiculous demands, this one was just plain cruel. He grunted, then loosened his grip on your hips. You wasted no time in hopping out of bed and skittering over to the sliding door, but before you could even reach the handle, you were abruptly hoisted into the air, wrenching a yelp from your throat. As two large arms caged your middle, you readied your legs to kick at the man who held you, irritated with this clingy side of him. But, instead of the insults you intended to hurl at him, only a choked gasp left you.

“What are you doing!?” you tried to wrestle out of his grip, but the arms that held you up were too strong. His remaining hands slithered up your body, palms pressing into your abdomen. Pushing, you realized, on your bladder.

“‘Kuna what the hell!”

“Go.”

“I can’t, you're holding me too tight.”

“No, urinate, I mean.”

“Now?! Sukuna, I am not going to do that.”

He simply snickered, “I thought you wanted to try this.”

He said matter-of-factly, alluding to an earlier conversation. You’d read something about a piss kink in one of your raunchy books and had been oddly curious, but this was not the right time nor the right place to explore it, and you were just straight up embarrassed.

“I-I did but–”

“Then it shouldn't be a problem.”

“But, Uraume will have to clean–”

“Don’t you dare speak another's name right now.”

Oh. You recognized the familiar bulges pressing against your lower back. He was getting hard. This only served to make you more embarrassed and, to your dismay, aroused. The pressure in your lower stomach had built and now that you weren't lying down, you felt the liquid threaten to trickle out. There’d be no way to hide it, wearing nothing underneath your robes, the same as Sukuna. You clenched your muscles, trying to stop the impending golden shower, but it was to no avail. One of the hands on your bladder moved, feeling its way up towards your breasts. Even with some of the outside pressure released, it did nothing to relieve the stress on your bladder. You felt Sukuna’s chest rise and fall with a laugh. He held you up so easily, like you weighed nothing.

“‘Kuna,” your voice sounded lustful even to your own ears, unintentionally adding to the haze in your brain, “please just let me go, I can’t hold it in.”

“Good,” he sounded entirely too pleased with himself.

You whimpered, it was a futile attempt. Slowly, achingly, warm pee trickled out of your cunt, dripping down your thighs in a steady stream and dribbling onto the tatami mats with a drop, drop, drop. Your face burned as your hands squeezed the large arms around you, nails digging into his tattooed flesh. As he kept grinding against you and an involuntary squeak passed your lips.

This was humiliating, but dear lord, did it feel good. So you finally gave up, surrendering to the disgusting act, letting your core loosen and everything spray out.

“Nasty little pet, look at how much you had in there,” his words were mean, but still you ate them up.

“I know you’re embarrassed, but you’re doing so well.”

He brought the hand on your chest back down to press again on your stomach, forcing everything out of you. You didn't try to squirm this time, letting him do as he pleased.

Sukuna’s cocks had grown so hard they were hurting. He lifted you higher, slotting between your legs, your wetness seeping through to his own parted robes, spilling down his now exposed lengths. He used your body like a toy, rubbing your leaking cunt on his boner. He was a gross creature, but this was originally your idea. After a moment, he slowly inched you to the floor so your toes were grazing the wet mats, the pee leaving your thighs uncomfortably sticky. He released one arm to pump one of his cocks, he then parted your own robe allowing himself access to your pussy. He could smell the arousal over the urine, his ego erected higher than his two cocks.

You twisted in his hold to see his face better, tears brimming your eyes and blushing all the way to your ears. You saw the cock in his hand, illuminated by the moonlight, and swallowed hard. Why was your husband such a weirdo? And when did you become as foul as him?

——

The next morning, while you two ate in comfortable silence in the dining room, a loud and frustrated curse came from the bedroom. Later that morning, you passed the chambers and caught Uraume nailing in new mats, mumbling under his breath. You decided to keep what you saw to yourself, and remain silent when Sukuna complained about the next meal Uraume had poorly prepared.

YUJI ITADORI & NOBARA KUGISAKI JJK: Season 1 Episode 24, Accomplices

Sukuna throwing feints at Mahoraga

I've read the chapter a couple of times now and I seriously don't understand why people want Gojo revive after that. He's content, at peace, together with the people he likes and says right at the end that he hopes this moment won't end and just be his imagination. There's a resolution to his character (he was able to connect with someone who's the same as him) and he liked the way he died. Even the whole Geto thing got tied up.

I can understand not liking where his character ended up (he doesn't really want change or help people, just try to lift them to his level to be able to relate to others), but it seemed that's what Gege had in mind for him. This more self-centred mindset that makes most of his students not a concern to him anymore is frustrating, but I think that was the plan, just terribly executed. Gojo left some of his care for others in the Prison Realm. He had so much time to think that he became entirely focused on the past and is so sick of imprisonment that he'll even take Sukuna to finally feel something.

Yuuji & Hana's worry about him forgetting Megumi was well-founded. Gojo's biggest concern about him is explaining Toji and he left that to Shoko. It's character development and resolution, just in a negative way. The problem is also that since his unsealing we barely got any focus on Gojo's mindset and experiences in the Prison Realm, so there's almost no foreshadowing. He comes across more detached and uncaring/disinterested with what is and was happening, but that's it. We don't even know if he was concerned about Nobara's limbo state - probably not - or if he ever had any bigger plan when facing Sukuna. Other characters like Shoko noticing a change in him could've prepared the reader better for what happened during the fight. Nanami and Geto call Gojo out for not caring about the current goals of the protagonists and just seeking a connection with Sukuna and finding pleasure in that instead, but it's the last chapter and Gojo's death scene, so it's a little late.

Either way, Gojo seems entirely satisfied with where he ended up. He is finally less alone, even if the comradery of strength he sought was found in Sukuna, and Sukuna also acknowledges that. There's a focus on Gojo's mouth when Sukuna says "You did well. I will never forget you", implying he's happy about that. While the setup and execution was very shaky, we have reached an end and just bringing Gojo back would not only feel unsatisfying, but also go against the wishes we see Gojo express here.

I think one of my favorite things in a piece of media is when it goes from "main plot stuff" to "Keeping Up with That One Dysfunctional Family"