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Sukuna's concubine breastfeeding the newborn

and sukuna falling for her again

Established relationship between Sukuna and his favorite concubine

No usage of Y/N, true form Sukuna, Heian era

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In Sukuna's private chamber, you're breastfeeding your 1 week old son on the bed covered with deep red blankets with him watching. You feel your cheeks getting hot, and you slightly pull your bottom lip between your teeth from shyness.

You feel embarrassed. Your breasts are round and plump, full of milk, slightly sore, and pretty. Your newborn latches on your breasts so cutely that you forget your shyness, melting into the cuteness of the tiny face looking up at you so innocently eyes as if it needs you the most. You gently caress your son's soft cheeks as you hold his tiny body with one hand.

You feel a strong hand grabbing your chin, slowly guiding you to look up at Sukuna's stern face. He's mesmerized. He caresses your soft lips, then your jaw.

"M... my lord?" Your breath quickens.

"You look... motherly." His eyes linger on the sight of your full breasts.

You become so shy that you try freeing your face from his grip, but he tightens it slightly and gently.

"Why so shy, little one?" He chuckles softly.

Your eyes look in another direction with a small frown.

He sighs "Woman... you are the mother of my heir, and you are still shy in front of me."

He makes you this way. You crave his validation and attention - which is already yours - but when his eyes are on you, you're suddenly shy, embarrassed, and nervous.

You swallow, looking at him innocently. "Not... under my control, my lord."

He rumbles. "What am I gonna do with you and your cuteness? I have no other choice but to put another baby in you."

You're shocked and stunned by the sudden statement. "I... just gave birth recently!"

He chuckles, caressing your hair, massaging it, making you relaxed. "Of course not now. Anytime you were ready, little one. But I can't get enough of your motherly side."

After the breastfeeding, the three of you sleep on the bed with the two of you and your son lying on Sukuna's broad chest, his four arms wrapped around you both under the warm blankets. You look up at him and kiss his jaw. He smiles slightly, caressing and gently squeezing your waist, showing appreciation.

domain expansion type shit

dating sukuna n doing the deed for the first time:

sukuna: domain expansion,

MALEVOLENT

D I C K

More of the ‘Sukuna being a modern-day Jujutsu Sorcerer’ AU. Sukuna’s overall outfit is inspired by @(inkedberries)‘s design for him :D 

It's not easy being a villian's fan, lemme tell ya 😔😔

FINGERTIPS, ryomen sukuna

ryomen sukuna x fem!!witch!!reader some satoru gojo x platonic!!fem!!witch!!reader summary: Yuji Itaduri seemed to have a hold over Ryomen Sukuna and it appeared that no one had to worry about the king of curses randomly coming out. That is until the king of curses recognises a particular someone. tw!! swearing, violence, gore(ish), depression mentions? notes: manga got spoiled for me, if you need me I'll be crying in the fetal position in my bed.

Sun barely peeked through the blinds on y/n's window in her room. She didn't move from her fetal position on the mattress, not for anything, not even when a loud knock sounded on the door.

She would recognise the childish knock-knock rhythm anywhere. --"y/n? hello?~"Came the voice of her sensei, Satoru Gojo. A sigh passed her lips as she turned her face fully onto the pillow below her head.

"Go away Gojo."She groaned out. Which, of course, didn't drive the tall man away. The click of her door opening doesn't even persuade her to lift her face to look at her mentor.

Gojo took a couple of steps towards her bed, hands in his pockets. He lets out a low whistle at the sight of her. --"You look like shit."He comments.

Now that made y/n turn her head to the side, green eyes glaring up at Gojo. --"Are you trying to have me throw something at you?"She grumbled which only made him grin in response.

"You'd never throw something at you're favourite sensei!!"He points out with a wide grin. She raised a lazy eyebrow. --"What makes you think you're my favourite?"

"You didn't throw something at me the second I walked into the room."

He got her there. For the past two hours, y/n had been throwing things at anyone who dared to disturb her. Megumi wants to make sure she's okay? a stuffed animal is getting hurled at him. Panda wants to make sure she's not just laying in her bed sulking? a book is getting chucked his way.

Everyone had, had some form of object thrown at them. Except Gojo. Sure, Gojo is her mentor and her sensei but there was a much deeper connection between them. They met and something just seemed to click. He's the person she always goes to if she has a problem. Which only caused the strongest to worry when she didn't come to him this time with her grievances.

A short sigh leaves her lips as she turns her head the other way against the pillow so she was facing away from him. --"Just go away, Gojo."She mumbled.

He hummed a no and walked over to sit at the edge of her bed- making the matress dip. --"Y'know this could be a good thing."He spoke after a moment of silence.

Her eyebrows pulled together in confusion. --"How the fuck could this be a good thing?"She grumbled, arms tightening around the pillow she was cuddling.

Gojo scoffed almost like her question was a stupid one. --"y/n he protected you."He reminded her, raising an eyebrow.

"As far as we were aware, Ryomen Sukuna didn't care about anyone but himself but that changed yesterday..."

24 hours earlier...

"Yuuji you're going to make yourself sick..."y/n scrunched her nose up as she watched her pink-haired friend try to stuff numerous marshmallows into his mouth.

She, Yuuji, Megumi and Nobara were in town doing some shopping and stopped to take a break on a set of stairs. Nobora had bet Yuuji that he couldn't fit 15 marshmallows into his mouth without swallowing so naturally, Yuuji took the bait.

So far he had managed to stuff 9 into his mouth without swallowing and he was making quite the spectacle of it- already boasting to the group despite not reaching the limit yet.

y/n sighs and rests a hand against her forehead. She loved spending time with her friends with all of her heart but recently her social battery has been reduced to only having human contact for maybe an hour and a half. She guessed it was due to her recent depressive episodes.

She had greatly surpassed her social limit.

Finally, Yuuji managed to stuff the other 6 marshmallows into his mouth (somehow), sporting a wide victorious grin on his face as he instantly bit down on the fluffy white sweets.

Nobora groaned, fishing out some money from her purse to hand to both Megumi and Yuuji. --"Should have bet higher."She grumbled to herself as Yuuji basked in his victory.

Suddenly a wave of discomfort flooded y/n's whole being. Her eyebrows drew together as she sat up straighter and glanced around. It appeared she wasn't the only one to experience the discomfort- all three of the sorcerers were now on high alert as they glanced around with her.

Standing from her seat, y/n slowly turned her head to the side and locked gazes with one hell of a curse in an alley way. This was most definitely a special grade curse.

Her green eyes go wide as she watched the curse feast on what looked to be a group of teenage girls in the depths of the alleyway. She swallows uneasily and glances over to Megumi who had already pulled out his phone.

"Call Gojo."

Megumi was already on it but pulled his phone away from his ear seconds later with an irritated grumble falling from his lips. --"He's not answering."

A sigh leaves her lips, shoulders slumping. --"Fine."She mumbled. The group watched as she shut her eyes and lifted her hands up at either side of her head. --"Guess I'll do it the hard way..."

y/n isn't technically a Jujutsu sorcerer. She's a witch. The only witch actually. In fact, had she grown up around some testy characters she could have probably caused quite some trouble for Gojo.

She could rival the strongest if she ever had a change of heart.

Fortunately, that won't ever happen. Even if she did have a change of heart, she loved Gojo too much to actually cause him harm.

Not to mention she is far from her full potential in terms of magical ability. She's nearly 18- a witch back in the golden ages of Jutjutsu would have reached their full potential when they hit 12. But since y/n is the only remaining witch on earth she has no one to show her the ropes.

Sorcery is way too different to witchcraft so Gojo's no help in that sense.

But y/n doesn't mind. She would much rather take things at her own pace.

Yuuji watched as y/n started chanting something under her breath- palms turning a dark purple. The boy always felt entranced when she was using her witchcraft- not to mention he would go quiet whenever she would use it. So he was thankful for her abilities in a way.

Her eyes then snap open- her usual her green irises shone a dark purple. The group watched as every civilian in the area suddenly stopped walking for a moment before clearing the area, leaving the group alone with the curse in the alley.

She didn't usually use her magic to do that sort of thing but desperate times cause for desperate measures. The second the area was clear- her eyes dusted back to her bright green and she collapsed to her knees- completely drained.

Using powerful spells like that drains her rapidly and in some cases renders her completely useless in some fights. Yuuji springs to his feet to walk over and check she's okay.

She only lets out a grumble and lifts a hand to signal she's fine. Groaning, she stands back to her feet, legs shaky. Sighing, she glances over to the alley where the curse seemed to be finishing up it's 'meal'.

"Shall we?"She grumbled.

And that they did. Around five minutes into the fight and all three of them were exhausted. y/n more than the other three due to her previous exhaustion from spellcasting.

Yuuji had landed two black flashes onto the creature, Megumi's shikigami had attacked the visible weak parts and Nobara had been attempting to use her straw doll technique (to no avail) but nothing appeared to be working.

Megumi and Nobara went sailing past y/n and into the wall with a grunt. The creature snapped it's hungry attention to her. y/n may be one of the most powerful beings in the world right now but she's always at a disadvantage when facing curses.

Due to her witchy blood, her scent is strong and incredibly attractive towards curses. Swallowing her whole was a constant on a curses mind the second they would catch a whiff of her scent. Her blood was something that every curse craved.

Her green eyes widened and she lifted her hands to prepare to throw a purple blow at the creature. However, her limbs were failing on her. A loud gasp passes her lips as she collapses to her knees again out of exhaustion.

Yuuji, seeing what was going to happen, went back onto the attack- hoping to buy y/n sometime so she could build some strength and exorcise the curse.

But Yuuji was always sent flying backwards. y/n groaned, snapping her head up with gritted teeth as the creature stalked towards her- teeth baring as it licked its lips.

With shaky hands, she lifts them- purple aura dancing between her fingers. However, the creature quickly snatched her up in its claws- the magic instantly disappearing.

A gasp leaves her lips- teeth clenching together as she struggles against its grip. She felt utterly pathetic. Was this seriously how she was going to die? all because she was too tired to fight back?

She didn't have much more time to chastise herself before the creature suddenly let out a large yell of...pain? Her eyebrows pull together as she is suddenly tossed to the ground.

Landing on the palms of her hands, she watches as the creature falls forward- collapsing at her feet. And behind the creature stood Yuuji. Except it wasn't Yuuji.

It was Ryomen Sukuna.

She wasn't sure how she knew, she just did. The creature sprang right back to its feet- suddenly not caring about y/n and only on the pink-haired youth.

"Still standing?"A voice mocked. Now she knew it wasn't Yuuji. She flinched at the gravelly voice, scurrying back until her back hit the wall.

And she watched Sukuna completely destroy the curse. He practically tore the thing inside out. y/n flinched as some of the curse's blood splashed back onto her.

The body collapses. And in the end it's just y/n and Sukuna. Megumi and Nobara were still knocked out from previously being thrown into a wall and Yuuji had no control over his own body at this particular moment.

She pants through gritted teeth lifting her hands to cast some form of defensive curse in such case that Sukuna attacked her. But he didn't. She thought he was going to when he walked closer to her.

But he didn't.

He simply kneeled in front of her. Her heart thudded in her chest as their eyes met. It was Yuuji's body but she felt incredibly uneasy under his gaze. She swallows- still attempting to perform some form of spell on the king of curses.

However, he quickly clamps a hand over her wrist causing her to hiss- the spell instantly stopping. He never took his gaze away from hers, never looked away from her fearful eyes.

With one hand on her wrist- he lifts the other to rest against her cheek causing her to flinch back. She was close to hyperventilating but she refused to do so. Not in front of the king of curses.

"Nothing will ever touch you as long as I'm here."He spoke in a distant voice. Almost as though he forgot he was even talking to her and not just talking in his mind.

His hand caressed her cheek as a softness takes over his features and then in an instant he was gone. The pink-haired boy blinked rapidly and she suddenly knew that it was Yuuji looking at her and not Sukuna.

His eyebrows furrow when noticing where his hands where- his cheeks instantly going red as he scurried back.

"heh- sorry."He mumbled. He then took notice of the very dead curse a few feet away from them.

"What happened?"

Present time...

y/n sighed, turning her head to face Gojo again. --"It was probably just a one-time thing..."She mumbled. The white-haired sorcerer only snorted in response.

"One-time thing or not- we may have found Sukuna's weakness."He spoke, nodding towards her. Her green eyes roll to the side at his words.

"You're being a bit dramatic now."She mumbled, finally sitting up. her back meeting the headboard. Gojo grins and shrugs his shoulders.

"I try."

She hums softly in response and glances to the side. --"Do you think Sukuna would speak to you?"He asked her and she instantly shook her head.

"Even if he would. I don't want to."She told him. Her voice incredibly stern. Gojo is silent for a moment but nodded his head eventually.

He wasn't going to push her on this. Not yet at least.

A few tense seconds pass before he stands to his feet, fitting his hands into his pockets. --"Hey squirt?"He spoke as he walked towards her door again.

She hated the nickname but still glanced over at him.

"You know you can come to me if something's bothering you."He mumbled and she nodded her head with a faint smile on her face.

"I know, 'toru."She told him.

He cleared his throat and nodded, walking back towards her door- pulling it open swiftly- but before he could quickly disappear- she calls out his name.

He glances back over towards her.

"Love you."She simply said. Gojo seemed to pause for a moment before nodding his head. --"Love you too."

And then he was gone.

She relaxes the second her door shuts. She slides down onto her mattress fully, sighing deeply. She hadn't slept properly since yesterday. She kept replaying the events over and over again.

Why had he protected her? Wouldn't it make things easier on Sukuna if she was dead? that's one half of his problems gone, right? she's practically on par with Gojo in terms of power so surely having two of them alive wouldn't be beneficial to him.

So why had he protected her? Not just that though, what did he mean by 'nothing will ever touch you as long as I'm here'? Why had he touched her face with such care?

Her mind was swarming with questions and before she even knew it- her eyelids had fallen shut and she was in a deep sleep.

However, it felt as though the second her eyes were shut they were open again.

It appeared as though she was no longer in her bedroom. Her eyebrows pull together as she sits up. Big green eyes dart around the space.

All she could see was red. She squints and staggers to her feet. And that was when she noticed that she was standing in some form of liquid. Glancing down she staggers back in fear.

Is this....blood?

"Gojo if this is you it isn't funny..."She mumbles to herself as she glances around. But all she could see for miles was red. With a shaky breath she glances around again- hoping to see any signs of another human being.

"Gojo?"She calls out his name in hopes of a laugh in return. Gojo pulled pranks on her all of the time...though she wasn't sure if even he would go this far for a prank.

"Not quite."

She flinched back in surprise at the deep voice that seemed to echo in her brain. With wide eyes, she spins around- looking for the source of the voice.

But she never questioned who the voice belonged to. She would never forget his voice.

"Sukuna..."She whispered out in horror.

A low chuckle echoes around the room sending a shiver down her spine. His voice could be heard but she still couldn't see him. Though she wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

"my wife..."His voice echoes again and she flinches back, pupils small as she darts her eyes everywhere- searching for the form of Sukuna.

She needed to see him.

And then, as she took a fearful step back- she bumped into something or rather...someone. Her eyes go wide and an arm wraps around her waist from behind.

She is pushed back into what she assumes is his chest. Fingers press to her jaw as her head is forced to the side so she could look up at him.

Her heart stopped when their gazes met. An uneasy feeling settled in her stomach Yuuji's form stared at her- yet it was Sukuna's hungry eyes that were taking her in.

Her breath stuttered as his fingertips danced from her jaw up to the side of her head- tucking a strand of her dark brown hair behind her ear.

And then he leaned in close- her head fully tipped back as their noses brushed. He grinned maniacally.

"We're finally together again..."He whispers before crashing his lips onto hers with a lust-filled fury.

She wasn't sure if she had anticipated this or not but either way she didn't react in the way she thought she would. She didn't push him away like her brain was begging her to. No, something about this felt oddly right.

It felt oddly familiar.

His hand moved to caress her jaw fully whilst his other arm stayed wrapped around the back of her waist- her back pressed tightly against his chest. He didn't plan on letting her go anytime soon.

Heart thudding, she felt herself lift a hand to hesitantly rest on his jaw- though it wasn't a full embrace. Instead, it was just the tips of her fingers resting on his jaw.

Why am I kissing him back? And why does it feel so right? Her brain was yet again on overload with tons of questions. His wife? Together again?

And of course, Sukuna knew that the girl would be filled with questions but he couldn't bring himself to care at this moment and time. So instead he continued to kiss her.

Eventually, his hands moved to her hips so he could twist her around in his arms- their chests now pressed together. Her hands had lifted to fully press against his jaw whilst his had slid to grip her waist tightly.

He held onto her like she would disappear if he didn't. His grip was so firm on her waist that she was certain he would leave bruises on her pale skin. A noise of surprise left her when she felt his sharp nails dig into her waist.

His nails dug into her waist- tearing through the thin pyjama top and breaking the skin almost immediately. But though his nails broke her skin- he never harmed her. If anything the grip was more possessive than anything.

She was sure now that he would leave marks on her. The grip on her waist had her fingers reaching for his hair- gripping onto it tightly like a safety net.

But it felt like the kiss was over much sooner than it started. Sukuna was the first to pull back. Her eyes stayed shut as their lips detached. She was petrified to open her eyes and face the reality that she had just made out with the king of curses, the villain that the sorcerers were trying to prevent from gaining a body.

She had made out with the enemy.

Still, she knew she would have to look at him at some point.

Swallowing thickly, she snapped open her eyes. But she isn't greeted by the face of Sukuna. Instead, she is greeted by her bedroom roof.

Her eyebrows pull together and she instantly lifts herself up into a sitting position- glancing around her dark bedroom as her chest heaved. With anxiety or lust? she wasn't sure.

Had that all been a dream? Surely not. Why would her brain jump to such mad conclusions? but then how could that have happened? it's impossible.

A sharp pain in her side is what breaks her from her thoughts. She hisses and stands to her feet, walking over to her bedroom door to switch on her light.

Gritting her teeth, she lifts her shirt up. She goes pale when catching sight of the dark marks that litter her sides. There were five separate fresh puncture marks on either side of her waist- like someone had been gripping it.

She swallowed uneasily and lifted a hand to brush her fingers over her lips. Guess it wasn't a dream then...

notes: if Sukuna seemed out of character I'm so sorry- uhhh part 2?