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Mahito fans reminding everyone that he cried like that because it’s his first time feeling fear like that will make his suffering any less of a bop

So Mahito’s Grand Uncle was Reginald Hargreeves?

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His Heart Beats 6Times A Year

Summary: Memories flood your brain of a life you never lived. Meanwhile, your assailants run into a few too many snags.

"Hm, not bad. I was going for the kill you know."

A deep collected voice shattered the quiet of the night confirming Jogo's worst fears. He was right—this was no ordinary ambush….

Been so long since he's been on the ropes like this. His mind raced through scenarios, calculating the best course of action. Should he remain and await the assassin's approach?

your docs say some names I don't recognize, who are Yahito and Harui?

In short, they're Cursed Spirits we've faced.

Yahito calls himself the 'younger brother' of Mahito, who's the curse who killed Junpei. A curse born from human hatred, and quite a brat.

(made in CHARAT)

And Harui is Hanami's 'descendant'. He's a curse of natural disaster fear, and acts like those nose-in-the-air princes. He's figuratively and literally 'poisonous'.

(made in CHARAT)

(So, apparently even if a curse of the same source is reborn as something or someone new, they do possess somewhat connection or memories of its past life... that's interesting info.)

Are there more side effects of your bond?

Hm... well, I AM able to visit his Innate Domain. And dreams as well.

𝕀𝕥 𝕚𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕞, 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙. 𝕊𝕙𝕖'𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕦𝕡 𝕄𝕒𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕗 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕞 𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖… 𝕀 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕦𝕥.

Lucid dreaming is very hard for me.

how often do you punch mahito in junpei's dreams

A month or so. Though this gap got longer with time.

𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕕𝕠, 𝕀 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕤 𝕀 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠.

so Junpei has access to Mahito/Yahito's technique? This brings out so many possibilities...

𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕙… 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕤𝕠 𝕞𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤. 𝕀'𝕞 𝕘𝕝𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝔸𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕙𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕤𝕦𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕖𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕤, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖…

You won't end up like Mahito! There's no chance this would happen!

𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝔸𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕙𝕒, 𝕚𝕗 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕞-

You won't!

𝕎-𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕗 𝕀 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕐𝕒𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕦-

YOU WON'T!

𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥- 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕒 𝕔𝕦-

YOU WON'T!

...

...

I'm not sure if Mahito outside of your dreams, but I can sure punch his so called little brother. 𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕒𝕪. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖.

Well, I was lucky that one time. Lucky that my technique shields me from soul attacks.

𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕊𝕋𝕀𝕃𝕃 𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕟?

What can I say? I'm a better field-test cursed scientist than a theoretical scientist.

Junpei every time he comes across someone extremely powerful:

UNSCHEDULED obsession | Part 1

Pairing Fem!Reader x Choso | Geto | Mahito

Warning Slightly violent | Reader is half curse and 120 yo | mentions of murders and sacrifices | Guys it includes smut in the next parts, so if you're underage plz don't even start :>

Enjoy the dirty time ;)

Blood. Blood every where. Blood in the air, blood on their faces, on their shoes, on their hands, on their souls. Blood of all the Jujutsu sorcerers they murdered to get to the old temple in the middle of jungle, buried in the heart of a stone cave.

"This curse better be worth the effort." Mahito mumbled under his breath as the three of them walked into the temple, his tone as annoyed as a spoilt child who didn't get the toy he wanted. Their steps slowed as they reached the glass tomb. The three men circled around the tomb, their gazes narrowing as they watched the body lying in it.

The body of a young girl, h/c hair spread on the gold pillow under her head. Her face pale and designed with black marks, two dark lines starting from her forhead, crossing her eyes and ending in three small beauty dots on her cheeks. She didn't seem in piece, judging by her slight frown and shiny, non-smiling lips.

Similar marks could be seen on the bare skin of her body. Her arms were folded in a cross on her chest, which had a deep hole in it, right where her heart used to beat decades ago. Geto eyed her form carefully and a deep smirk appeared on his face as he answered his young teammate "She is worth it."

"AAh~" A deep moan left your dry lips and you slowly opened your eyes after a century. Everything was blury, a strong wave of cursed energy surrounding your form as you were lying on a soft matress. "What's.. goin' on..?"

You helped yourself sat up and a smooth laughter echoed in your ears. You rubbed your eyes, blinking a couple of times to help clear your gaze. Finally you could see better and the first thing your eyes noticed were these young men circling around you like scavengers circling around a dead body, their eyes staring hungrily right into your soul.

You frowned deeply and your left hand clenched slightly into a fist. But before you use your energy to harm any of those weirdos, the man in black kimono stepped closer, "Easy there, pretty thing," he started, trying to calm you down before explaining simply "We brought you back to life. A 'thank you' would be nice!"

Your frown deepend as your gaze searched around you, your mind wandering through your latest memories. And then it hit you. You lost the battle, you were sealed away by those damn sorcerers. How many days has passed, or maybe years?

"Ah, fuck!" You cursed under your breath as a wave of pain ran through your forhead. When -THE FUCK- have you become so weak? Your hands grasped at your hair and you cursed a couple of words in quiet whispers. When the slight pain disappeared, your eyes fell on your naked form. There was a wound on the middle on your chest, neat stitches sunken deep into your pale flesh.

"My heart..." You mumbled and slightly rubbed on the wound. "They took it away to seal you properly," the asnwer came from the same man from earlier, "We sacrificed some monkeys to bring you back."

His last sentence made you turn around, only to see three bodies laid down on the floor, skins bloody, necks pulseless. They seemed young, too young to be sacrificed for whatever reason, but in that very moment, you couldn't care less. The only thing that was roaming around your mind, was the threatening reminder that these men surely had a reason to bother to bring you back to life.

You stood up, your legs shaking for a second, threatening to disappoint you. But luckily you managed to hold yourself up. You turned to the man with dark kimono and darker hair, wrapped up in a lazy manbun at the back of his head.

"What do you want?" You asked coldly, your voice low. The guy smirked, pleased with how quickly you got to the main point. yet he kept cool and decided to start with an introduction, rather than an answer to your qustion.

"I'm Geto Suguru, a curse user. And these are Mahito," Geto paused a moment to point to the young guy beside him. Mahito waved to you with a smile, his skin covered in stitches, and his eyes glistening with a psychic shine. "And Choso." The third man didn't bother to move a muscle, continuing to stare right into your eyes.

"That wasn't my answer." You reminded coldly as your gaze turned to Geto once again. The man's smirk widened and he licked his lips. "Alright, then let me get to the main point right away. We want you to work with us to get to a shared goal."

"And what shared goal do I have with you?!" You asked, kind of annoyed by his confidence that seemed to be reaching the skies. You crossed your arms infront of your chest and pretended that the light breeze sneaking through the open window isn't giving you shivers.

"Our goals aren't exactly the same, you see.." Geto started, but was soon cut off by Choso who seemed to be annoyed by the slow progress in the conversation, "We're getting rid of some sorcerers, Zenins involved."

Zenin~! The name rang in your ears over and over again.

Now, that sounded like a good kind of shared goal! You cocked an eyebrow, letting the corners of your mouth curl up in a curious smile. "And what are your reasons for such fearless decision?"

"We all got our own reasons, pretty thing. Revenge, fun, curiousity, but those aren't important. The important thing is that we're all walking the same path, so wht not walk together?"

You took a couple of minutes to think about it as the four of you stood there in silence. Finally, you spoke, "Alright, I'mma listen to what you have to say, but first, give me some damn food.." You said, your eyebrows bending into a deep frown as you added, "And clothes. I'm done watching you check me up and down like a pervert."

Geto's smirk deepened even more. He didn't really seem bothered by your threatening tone, and that pissed you off further. Instead, you noticed Choso turning his gaze away from the corner of your eye. A slightly pink shade was covering his cheeks as well as the bridge of his nose, which was already designed by a black mark.

"Here you go, pretty thing." Your attention was back to Geto who put some clothes on the bottom corner of the bed. The three of them walked out the room and Geto informed before closing the door behind him, "The dinner's ready. We'll be waiting for you. Take your time re-meeting your perfect body."

Then you were left by yourself -well, if not counting the corpse!- to check yourself up in the mirror in the corner of the room. Your looks hadn't changed at all. Which wasn't really a surprise for a curse like your kind. You eyed the wound on your chest once again.

"Those mother fucker Zenins..." You mumbled. A sigh left your lips as you reached for the clothes Geto left for you. It was a baby blue kimono, long enough to cover down to your ankles. You took a minute to feel the sweet warmth of it before heading out the room, searching around for the three man.

The house wasn't that big, but surely enough for three. You hoped it would be enough for four as well. You stepped into the kitchen, finding Choso and Geto sitting around a round table. Geto pulled out the chair next to him, encouraging you to sit. As soon as you did, they started the meal. You started as well, feeling starved after a long sleep of God knows how many years.

"Now, for the plan," Geto started. You just nodded as a sign to assure him you're listening, but you didn't stop enjoying your delicious meal. "We're thinking about attacking Jujutsu High, Tokyo. But first we need to make sure we have enough power to beat them up, especially with Gojo Satoru on their side."

"Who is that?" You finally asked in confusion. Geto mumbled a "oh" before answering, "Right, I forgot you were gone for a hundred years."

That made you choke on your food. You started to cough harshly, eyes tearing up. Geto seemed unbothered, ignoring your coughs. But Choso handed you a cup of water as the other man continued, "He's the strongest sorcerer of all. He owns The Six Eyes, making him a really powerfull enemy."

"And how can I be a help in your plan?"

"Well, I was thinking about doubling our curse techniques for the upcoming battle." You frowned once again -this guy has sweared to fix that frown on your face, hasn't he? You put your spoon down to look at him from the corner of your eyes. And he's doing the same, his never-fading smirk still there on his face.

Choso was watching the two of you carefully and he broke the silence with an unsure tone, "I thought we wanted to send her to Jujutsu High as a spy to weaken Gojo Satoru."

"You see, Choso, there are so many good ways to use a pretty thing like her for our own good." Geto chuckled before getting back to his meal. The combination of his tone and words sent a shiver down your spine. But Geto changed the subject as if his earlier words meant nothing, "Since we should wait for the right time to start our plan, what do you think about a tour around the town? We can buy you some clothes as well, as you'll be around here for a long time now."

You could feel that this wasn't just about 'walking around Tokyo' and 'buying clothings'. He was up to something, that was for sure. But what?

"Sounds like a good idea. Can we go after we finished dinner?" You suggested, trying to hide the curiousity in your tone. Whatever was going on in his mind, you preffered to find out sooner than later. It wasn't like you couldn't beat him if he tried any funny trick on you. True, without your heart, you weren't that powerful. But you were still one of the most powerful curses of all.

"Fine with me." was all Geto mumbled as an answer.

"By the way, where is the other one? Mahito.. was it, right?" You asked when you noticed that there's no sign of the said young man. Choso answered whispering, "He doesn't really eat meals. He's always out at nights, so never eats with us."

You eyed the man carefully and caught him looking at you. But Choso stole his gaze away as soon as your eyes met, the pink layor on his cheeks still there.

A psycho who probably feasted on people instead of food, a mysterious pervert that surely had some not-so-innocent plans for you, and a weirdo that couldn't stop peeking at your form for some reason. What a nice group of suspecious men to work with.

What a great way to restart your life after a century!

Just as planned, Geto and you left the house after dinner to take a walk around the neighborhood. Tokyo had changed quite a lot since the last time you were there, with the amount of curses roaming around freely being a good example.

"So, what is the real plan you're thinking about?" You finally spoke out, tired of the silence and all the theories of possible ideas in your head. Geto let out a chuckle, "Too impatient, pretty thing."

"You see~" Geto startd, his tone low as the two of you walked shoulder by shoulder, passing by strangers who looked at you in awe; probably because you looked like a remarkable couple thanks to your kimonos, shining amoung others. "As I mentioned before, I'm planning to double our cursed techniques for the up-coming battle. And that's your technique, isn't it?"

You hated that suggesting grin on his face when he said that. Yeah, geto was right, that was your technique. you could either double someone's cursed energy for a period of time, making them more powerful, or lessen it. Both being done by means of sex. And the man next to you seemed to know that.

"And what if I refuse the suggestion?" Geto's laugh rang in your ears. It sounded fake, too fake, actually. It felt as if he wanted to sound like that. "Oh, pretty thing, how funny of you to think that was a suggestion."

By the time he said that, you were heading towards a less crowded place. You weren't sure where to go so you were just following him around and didn't pay much attention to your surroundings. Not until you found yourself alone with him, within a seemingly abandoned alley.

When you noticed your not-so-safe-and-lovely situation, your hands both turned into fists, ready to beat him and run. But the man seemed to be faster as you felt a strong wave of pain through your whole body. Your knees weakened and you stepped back until your back hit the wall behind you. You slid down a bit, using the wall as a source of strength to keep your balance.

Geto's chuckle echoed in your ears once again. You looked up at him with disgust written all over your pale face. Geto walked to you slowly, standing only an inch away and bending so your faces were on the same level.

"You felt that, sweetheart, didn't you?" His sadistic tone made you feel nausea. "What was that? What have you done to me?"

Another wave of whisper-like laughter left his lips as he stepped even closer, caging you between his body and the wall. "You see, Y/N, bringing you back to life, without your heart, wasn't easy. We had to do much more than just murdering some useless Jujutsu sorcerers and sacrificing some teenagers. Each of us left a part of ourselves inside you, literally."

He paused a moment to put a finger under your chin, making you raise your head to look him directly in the eye. And by the second he touched you, you could feel your body go weaker and weaker.

Geto's triumphantly smirk deepened as he explained further, "I used one of my most powerfull curses to replace your heart, filling the hole in your chest. And since you have no real heart to pump blood in your veins, Choso used his own blood to make sure life runs through your pretty limbs. And you see that perfectly done stitch on your chest, sweety? Mahito made it with his own skin."

All the new information, combined with whatever curse Geto was using on you, made your head dizzy. The more time passed, the less you could understand. Eveything was getting blurry. You didn't even realize when your body trembled down on the cold street. Now you were sitting there patheticly with the smirking man knelt infront of you.

"Hurt or disobey me, and my curse would rip you from inside. Hurt or disobey Choso, and his blood would tear your veins apart and spoil your bone and flesh. Hurt or disobey Mahito and his stitches would tighten and rend your limbs one by one." Every threatening word was said from between his gritted teeth.

"So you're telling me..." You started, conciousness soon to leave your form judging by your slow progress in making real meaningful sentences, "I didn't really have a choice from the very moment I opened my eyes, do I?..."

"Oh~~ Of course you do, pretty thing." His tone sounded sweet as honey and smooth as butter. But it just sent a shiver down your spine as you already could say it was all fake; just another sadistic attempt to degrade and manipulate you further.

And you were proven to be right as your gaze blurred into pure darkness, all senses leaving your weakened body. And just before you lose conciousness, you heard him;

"Obey us or be killed!"

Author's Note yuhoooo~ So, first part done :> I'm so excited to see the reactions! Well, the speed in uploading the next part would greatly depend on the reactions this part will get, so~ I hope you guys like this ^^ Oh! And I'm not a native English speaker, so I'll be glad if you mention my grammar mistakes so that I can correct them :> Thank you~ <(^0^)/♡

Check Part 2 here...

UNSCHEDULED obsession | Part 2

Pairing Fem!Reader x Choso | Geto | Mahito

Warning Reader is half curse and 120 yo | Slightly Smut (It's basically just Mahito feeling you up..)

Check Part 1 here...

Enjoy the dirty time ;)

"Ugh..." your voice broke in the middle of your hurt whimper. You opened your eyes, pupils wandering around in darkness as memories hit you. "That son of a.."

You stepped out of the bed and towards the door, which to your surprise, wasn't locked. Oh, wait a minute. Why should he bother to lock you in when we had such control over you? He could just kill you with thinking about it. Each of them could.

With an annoyed sigh, you left the room. Lights were off and the scene out of the windows announced that it was night, pretty late in night as it seemed. The whole house was drowned in silence, and you didn't break it

.With slow and soundless steps, you passed the other two bedrooms and headed to the living room. You stood there for a minute, staring deep into air as your thoughts started to sound louder than you liked

.You couldn't just give into their -Geto's- wish. Well, not even a wish, it was more of a demand. As one of the strongest curses of all, you couldn't tolerate to be these weirdos' puppet. You were always in charge of Jujutsu sorcerers, playing with their mind and heart, and deciding wether they should keep their strength or nah.

Well, all of that was possible with your heart. A huge part of your cursed energy and technique was sealed away with it. With your heart beating in your chest just like it should've, you could do as much as stealing someone's cursed technique all to yourself, turning them into a normal human with no Jujutsu abilities. But now...

"Fuck those Zenins!" You growled under your breath, fists tightening at sides of your body. You had to find it. You had to find your heart and get back to the powerful state you deserved. With all the cursed techniques of unfortunate sorcerers you've cursed before inside your heart, there was no way Geto and his mates could stand their ground against you.

"That's the face of fury I like to see on people!" The unfamiliar voice made you jump in place. You guarded up, your eyes searching around in the dark for the source of that voice. A laugh echoed and you heard foot steps. A shadow came closer until you could see different eye colours, with stitches designing his face.

"You weren't running away, now were you?" Mahito chuckled as he stopped right infront of you. You let out a sigh and let your guard fall as you knew there was no use of it against that man. The curse reached a hand, starting to play with the end of your hair, wrapping it around his finger. "Why are you up now? It's 5 a.m. You should sleep more to gain strength."

"Don't worry. Being knocked out by Geto gave me enough strength." you snapped in a whisper, and snapped his hand away. Mahito raised an eyebrow in slight annoyance by your reaction. And you immediately felt something tighten in your chest.

"What was that now, human?" mahito whispered, a pleased smile on his face. You shot a couple of curse words to him internally but didn't say a word. His both hands reached again, this time sitting on your shoulders, squeezing slightly.

"I'm a curse-"

"Not fully." Mahito cut you off. His hand started to wander on your skin, one moving down to your arm and wrist as the other one found its way towards your neck and through your hair. "You're just half curse. The other half is human, am I right?"

You didn't answer him, just standing in annoyance with a deep frown on your face due to his touch, which made you feel getting far and futher from safety by every passing second. His touch was rather soft, almost like a caring love partner adoring your form. Fingertips moved on your skin smoothly, leaving goosebumps behind.

"Don't wanna know about my cursed technique? Maybe then you can give me that terrified face I'm anticipating to see so much." Mahito said. His lidded eyes glimsed once again, as if he was feeling a source of pleasure in that very moment.

As you stayed silent, the young curse licked his lips and decided to answer without you asking, "I touch the soul and reshape it." Just as he was finished, you felt something, something from inside you. you froze in place, losing ability to move in the slightest. He should've done something to you, that was for sure, just like Geto. You hated these jerks.

"I really wanna see you change.. but I'm afraid your cute little human form can't tolerate it." The young man whispered with a chuckle. When he stepped back, you took a deep breath. You didn't even realize when you stopped breathing.

"By the way, I heard you talking about Zenins. What are you planning to do to them?" Mahito asked as he bounced on a couch, making himself comfortable. You decided to stay where you were and crossed your arms infront of your heaving chest. "Is it any of your business?"

"Of course, we're teammates, remember?" You truely wanted to make that psychotic smile disappear from his face. You couldn't though.. not just yet. As he spoke once again, his words caught your attention, "And I also had a suggestion for you, since there's no way for you to be the strongest curse again unless you get rid of some kids."

You cocked an eyebrow, lowering your arms as your stepped closer. "What you mean by that?" You saw him smirking as you asked.

Mahito patted the empty space beside him. You rolled your eyes but you obeyed his unmouthed request anyway. As you sat down beside him, Mahito turned to face you, and his hands reached for you again. This time, you grabbed his wrists though, stopping him before he could touch you.

"Would you stop touching me up like a rapist? I haven't accepted your conditions yet." Your tone was stren but it didn't stop him from freeing his hands and plaing one on your clothed thigh.

"What other choice do you have? It's work with us or die, and you don't sound like someone who's planning a suicide." Mahito let out a psychotic but quiet laugh. His hands started to squeeze a bit harder, not in a painful way, but just in a way that you could feel every brush of his fingertips better. "And I'm just fascinated by the shape of your soul. It's different. Rather... curious."

You decided to show no reaction to his perverted reflect on your shape. You didn't bother to snap his hands away as well. If you felt like his touches were getting to really personal places, you could do something about it then, or at least, you wish you could.

"What was that you were talking about earlier?" you asked curiously. Mahito kept his eyes on your form as he answered, "Sukuna is back, you see. There's this kid in the Jujutsu High, Itadori Yuuji, whose body seems to be able to tolerate Sukuna Ryomen's cursed energy and host him."

Each word added to the tightness in your stomach as well as the depth of your frown. Mahito's hands were now sneaking under the loose sleeves of your kimono, craving to touch your skin instead of that cloth. "With him being around, no one would regard you as the strongest anymore."

"God damn it. How could that mother fucking Geto not mention that we're fighting against The King of Curses when he was telling me about his plans?" You could kill that man, really! Mahito was too engaged in feeling you up to answer right after. It took him a couple of minutes to find the words to express, "Because that's not a part of the plan."

"Hey! I think that's enough." You said in an annoyed tone as he attempted to slid the collar of your kimono aside to slid his hand under it. "Why? I can feel how your body's reacting to it. Doesn't that feel good?" His last words were suggestive, his grin deepening as his fingers brushed sweetly against your neck and collarbones despite your earlier disapproval.

You didn't say anything, cause you couldn't disagree. It did feel good to be touched like a loved one again, to be adored. And unlike Geto, Mahito's touch was sweet, caring, even though you knew it was not in reality. Mahito took that silence as a sign to keep going. He unwrapped the kimono, just a bit, to have more space. One hand moved down your body in a slow pace that gave you a pleasing shiver.

"As I said before, I can see and feel the shape of your soul and body. So I know there's something going on inside you, down your stomach." His words held a shameless tone in them, still making the coil in your stomach tighten further. You bit on your bottom lip as a finger brushed against your perked nipple. "And if I didn't have that technique, I could still take a guess by the way you've been rubbing your thighs together."

Your muscles clenched and you let a shaky pant leave your parted lips as he pinched your nipple slightly hard. The sky was starting to get lighter in colour, announcing that the sun is soon to show up. And you were starting to feel more than just goosebumps in react to Mahito's touch.

You leaned towards him slightly, which made the curse chuckle to himself, sliding his other hand between your squeezing thighs. You gripped at his wrist, but not to rip it off you, just to have something to dig your nails into as pleasure started to get more into your brain.

A part of your brain, though, was still focused on your conversation and the suggestion he was talking about earlier. So in the middle of enjoying his fingers playing with your nipples, you managed to moan out in curiousity, "And what does that have to do with my revenge from the Zenin?"

"What are you doing?" The sleepy voice ripped the pleasuring scene apart as you jumped in place. As you turned your gaze, you saw Choso standing in the entering of the kitchen. A confused frown was designing his face, and his long black hair was down to his shoulders. His eyes wandered between you and Mahito, whose hands were still under your kimono. "Why are you touching her like that...?"

Mahito let out a loud laugh and stood to his feet, the warmth of his hands staying on your skin for a couple of more minutes as he walked to his mate. "I'm the one who was born a month ago, but you definately have more things to learn, innocent Choso~"

Choso was looking rather confused, as if waiting for more explanation, which he didn't get. Instead, the whole topic was thrown into forgetfulness as footsteps could be heard from the bedrooms.

"Mahito, you're too loud for fuck's sake!" Geto nagged, words coming out from between his greeted teeth as he passed the other two to get to the kitchen. You readjusted your kimono before joining them. Mahito was just sitting behind the desk while Choso seemed to be trying to cook something for breakfast. Geto just turned the electronic kettle on before walking back to his bedroom. You followed him in silence, standing in the doorway as the man opened his closet to choose clothes.

"Going somewhere?" You asked with a low tone. He didn't bother to even look at you, just choosing a black set of suit and button-up shirt. "I have to work, since we have to at least look like a normal family or whatever." He explained simply as he started to change.

When he took off his T-shirt, which he put on for sleep, you turned your gaze away. "We need to talk more about the plans. I still don't know anything about your real intentions and details on what you guys want to do in Jujutsu High."

Geto cocked an eyebrow at you, the corner of his lips sliding up slightly in a smirk. "I'll take that as 'Idon't wanna die, so I'll obey you'. And we will talk after I came back from work."

He adjusted his clothes on his body and did his hair in a neat and tight manbun behind his head, which made him look more like a gentleman than the jerk you knew he was. Geto walked to the kitchen once again, you following him around like a lost child. As the man made himself a cup of coffee, you added, "I wanna know everything, Geto. It's the only way I agree to double your techniques."

"As a reminder, you didn't really have a say in that anyway." The man said with a sadistic chuckle as he walked to the main door. "But we will still be mates, nonetheless, so I will tell you the plan. Don't worry about it." By the end of his sentence, he handed you his cup to put on his shoes.

"Oh~ and by the way, be ready for when I'm coming back home, pretty thing," Geto started, his smirk widening as he took his coffee back. He slid to fingers under your chin to make you look at his lidded eyes as he leaned a little towards you to whisper, "I'm looking forward to try your doubling technique tonight!"

Author's Note Here's part two bc I wanna get to the exciting part more quickly ;) And thank you all so much for your likes on Part 1, that was heartwarming ^^♡

And just as a reminder, I'm not native, so please tell me if you found any grammar mistakes, typos, etc. so I can correct them :)

I'll try my best to upload Part 3 as soon as possible. Leave a comment if you wanna be mentioned on the next part @_@

Can I request Mahito getting fucked by jujutsu sorcerer reader? People hate mahito so much but I love him, he my pookie :3

Pride

Bottom Mahito x Top male reader

18 + only (I hope you like it I have never written a top male reader but I really like the idea :D)

Mahito was a man of many talents and he was aware of that if there was any words that could be used to describe him it would be cocky or “very prideful” in every aspect of life he was the one on top well everything except the bedroom. A sharp gasp came from Mahito as you pushed him up against the wall, both of your hands traveled down his sides stopping at his hips “ahah~” mahito whimpered out as you pulled his hips into yours as you grinded into the blue haired male “you like that” you ask as your teeth travel down his neck “yes~” Mahito said breathlessly as you start to suck on his neck leaving dark red marks that are sure to bruise in the morning, you shortly found his sensitive spot when he let out a high pitch moan you wasted no time nibbling and biting down on his neck “fuck ahh~” the male moaned out in pleasure “your doing so good for me baby” you whisper in his ear as your hands travel down his body and under his shirt as you take it off your hands move quickly as you start to grope his chest twisting his nipples you remove your hand from one of Mahito’s nipples soon replacing it with your hot mouth as you suck on his already sensitive nipples “I don’t think I can take it just fuck me already” Mahito said in a needy high pitched voice “be patient” you said taking your hand and mouth off his red swollen nipples, you pick Mahito up and take him and go to yours and his shared room you throw him on the bed as you quickly took off the both of your clothes you crawl on top “get on all fours” you demand, and just like that Mahito quickly got on all fours and grinded his ass into your hips out of desperation for any friction “stop being such a impatient whore or I’ll leave you like this” you said as you slapped his ass “no please I’ll behave I promise the desperate man pleaded” “fine I’ll trust you this once only because you are so well mannered” you say as you grab the lube off the nightstand and quirt it on Mahito’s ass “ngh~” Mahito moaned as you thrusted two fingers in his tight hole “no matter how many times we fuck your still tight” you grunt out, you take the tip of your dick and line it up with Mahito’s hole “ahhh fuck~” the blue haired man moaned out as you bottomed out in him “you feel so good baby” you say as Mahito’s gummy walls clench around you tight, you pull all the way out and slam back in “fuck y/n~” the man moaned out as you hit his prostate dead on “your doing so good for me baby boy” you grunt as you take one hand off Mahito’s hips to stroke his member “so good fuck~” Mahito moaned out as you stroke him at the same time as you fucked the smaller male “I’m close” Mahito moaned out as you picked up the pace pounding his ass until his slutty hole burned “fuck~” the blue haired man screamed in pleasure as he came on the bed sheets, you continued to fuck his prostate still chasing your own high “I’m close baby” you grunted as you you thrusted one last time cumming in his hole feeling the curse up with your hot seed.

Heehee :3 (this will either reach the right people or im getting judged 😭)

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Master study speed paint of wengwengchim's art on twitter. MUCh LOve :3

istg if i see another bitch hating on mahito in his tag, im going to rip my hair out and tie it into a rope so i can tie it to a cinderblock and drown myself

just to be petty i may aswell just start actually hating on every other jjk character but mahito since thatd what people on tiktok assume i already do whenever i say i loke mahito

I really love MAPPA's decision to make Yuji's mouth wound much more gnarly. Not all of the fight additions this season have worked for me, but I think this week's episode was great all the way through. The exact moment Yuji got his mouth scar is a little unclear in the manga, so the anime making both scarring moments clear and visceral was fun to see. Yuji's face scars are essentially Mahito's legacy on the story, emblematic of his trauma and shift in mindset. They really did a great job selling the grittiness of the Yuji-Mahito fights.

The ✨SILLIEST✨ curse ever

Oh my goodness, Mahito watches Game Changer confirmed

Kenjaku: So, you wanna go out?

You: No. I don’t like you. You have stitches on your forehead, weirdo.

Mahito: What about me? I can turn into whatever you want me to be (＾ｰ^) I can even turn teenagers into Barney :)) I have experience.

You: Ewww no. I don’t date curses.

*Choso appears out of anywhere*

Choso: Oh hey-

You: Heyyyy, Choso!! Awe, you’re so cute. Of course I’ll go out with you <3333

Mahito: I-I thought you didn’t date curses?

You: I don’t. He’s like half human or something. Plus, look at him. He’s just so cute with his Doc Martens.

* Choso just standing there with a confused face*