Jjk Spoilers - Blog Posts

not only was gojo's literal corpse defiled and used as a weapon but it amounted to basically nothing because yuuta couldn't fucking handle it

gege when i catch you i swear to fuck that shit is MONSTROUS let him REST

DO YOU WANT ME TO CRY???????

I'm sad

The manga at this point-

‘What friends?’

Trynna practice different lightings and stuff! I think it came out great! Def needs more improvement.

Y/N: You saved me… Why?

NOBODY:

GETO: mmmhhhhh monkey

Y/N:

My interpretation of Geto fanfics

Not my GIFs

[insert „Toji killing himself in front of Megumi“ here]

jjk ch 261 spoilers

twinning

SHE’S BACKKKKKKK BABY SHE’S BACKKKKK

NOBARA NOBARA NOBARA NOBARA

KIRARA ISN'T TWILIGHT SPARKLE COLOURED ???

!!SPOILERS FOR CHP. 268 OF JJK!!

I saw a tik tok that said “if Sukunas eyes left scars do yall think Megumi had a big scar where Sukunas stomach mouth was?” And that was already devastating enough, but I had to draw it out as well (with some Itafushi comfort included)

rivals

for jjkfemslashweek on twitter

i think if mai lived, maki and mai would’ve reconciled somewhat so they wouldn’t fight as much but mai would 100% still take any chance to rile up nobara

— if you were sukuna's younger sister pt1

Scars & Lovin’

JJK CHAPTER 236 SPOILERS

Hello! Second post. I’d like to clarify that this has smut— although very intimate, I’d like to state the mature content. Obviously, JJK manga spoilers.

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It happened before you knew it.

Satoru shut himself off even after his victorious battle with the infamous King of Curses.

His body was indented with new scars and his eyes bore a new shade of blue. The twinkle in his eye had faded. The ambitious fire that once drove him to new heights left him with an everlasting numbness.

Satoru Gojo felt lost in the body that he once treasured like a temple.

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It was like any other night. The dark night casted a cool shade on your shared home with Satoru.

He deemed it necessary to finally retire from the sorcery workload after almost meeting death.

His wish was granted.

You and Satoru moved into a small home. The greenery brought peace and quiet to you both. A stark contrast between your shared sorcery occupations.

Despite being together, Satoru distanced himself. From you and any reflective object. The thought of being face-to-face with his new reflection brought dread.

He was awoken by another nightmare that led him to the room’s window. The sudden emptiness on the bed woke you up and had you searching for him.

As you sat up with sleepy eyes and bed head— he was staring off into the dark starry sky.

You were worried.

He’s been spacing off into the distance for weeks.

Today felt like enough.

Your tired body walked over to him, gently reaching for his hand.

He had a bad habit of dodging your touch now.

It was not fair for your soft hands to be able to touch his ruined skin, he thought.

But you knew better. He was the love of your life. The man who welcomed you with a strange yet attractive personality that brought you to new highs.

No one could replace him. Because he was Satoru. Your Satoru.

When he felt your fingers on his, he turned to look at you with a sad smile.

“Sorry.. did I wake you up?” he softly asked.

“No.. just missed you.”

“Mmh.. I’m right here” he says while looking back towards the window.

“No.. you’re not.”

He’s a little surprised by your response. It causes him to slightly widen his eyes and look back at you.

“I’m standing h—“

You sigh. What a stupid man, you think to yourself.

“—No, you’re not. You’re here but not right here. I miss you, Satoru.”

Your eyes look into his with a slight twinkle. He didn’t know if it was the moon doing you justice or the slight desperation you had.

“You’re here, but you’re not talking to me. You’re not kissing me. I know you’re not enjoying our time.”

“Baby.. I am-“

“No.. stop. Listen to me. I know you’re doing this out of guilt because you said you promised you’d come back to me.”

He sighs. He hears your frustration.

“I did say that.. but I kept it because I wanted to.”

His fingers reach out for you, gently cupping your cheek like a delicate object.

“I did it because I knew you were who I wanted to be with— even after all this.”

“Well.. why are you so close yet so far? Am I doing something wrong?”

“No.. no-no..” he says, “— I just.. can’t seem to fathom you still being here.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“..Because I look like this. I’m not the man I was before.” he mutters while looking away, slowly beginning to drop his hand off of you.

By recognizing his push-back behavior, your hand slapped his hand back into your cheek.

“What? Babe— what? No— wait—“

Your eyes widen at his revelation and had you searching his face for any smirk or slight expression.

There was none.

“Satoru— no.. no.. I love you. I would never leave you. You’re not any different from the man I learned to love. Other than the fact you’re pushing me away. And I hate it.”

Your other hand cupped his cheek.

His sad eyes were looking towards you— not at you.

He has felt lost for the past couple weeks. There were no more motives to continue. He only had you— and by being a different man— he felt like a different lover.

“You know I love you, right? That your hard work didn’t go for shit. You did it for your students. You did it for you. You did it for me. You did it for us.”

He nods.

“Then what’s wrong..? Talk to me.”

“Nobody needs me anymore.. I’m different and everyone knows it” he softly says.

“You’re not different” you retaliated, “everything changed but you. Everyone is working without the reminder of Sukuna.”

“I’m not worthy of your love” he states.

Wow, what a stupid man, you think again.

“Why not? I think you’re worthy of all my love because you’re the one who started sharing yours with me. And I told you way before all of this that I didn’t want it. I didn’t need it. Especially from a stupid man like you. But now, when I’m finally giving it back— you want to be even stupider by denying it? Who do you think you are?”

Your bitter words make him stay quiet, silently staring into you, gently pushing your hand off of his face.

“Do you know who you are, Satoru?” you pressed.

He stays quiet because he’s in-between saying “Satoru Gojo” and “Your husband.”

“You are my husband, whether you remember or not. You’re saying you came back and stayed because you wanted to, but you’re acting as if I had the plague. Do you not love me the way you did before because everyone changed?”

“..No.”

“Then? I still need you.”

Satoru’s breath catches in his throat before he even gets the chance to say anything.

That was all he needed.

He needed your rough love and reassurance. Your desire for him— despite looking different— was very much the same. You made him find a new ambition to strive for.

And then, his lips crash down into yours. Not so gently like before. The pale haired man wanted to show you that he still needed you— just as much as you needed him.

Despite knowing your past failed attempts of trying to touch him, Satoru let your hands roam. Every press of your fingertips left new tingles.

It’s been so long, he thinks to himself.

It’s been so long since you both had passion like this.

It didn’t take long for Satoru to follow your lead and push back your hair, easing you into the kiss and his almost overwhelming height.

Your mutual sighs and moans linger in between the kiss, making your intentions clear.

Satoru quickly begins to guide you towards the already cold bed. Before he dropped you, his hands were already occupied on pulling off your bed garments. His warm hands easily slipped off your shorts and took a short trip towards the over-sized shirt you so dearly loved to sleep in.

You were left in comfy underwear, the cotton kind that say some cringe quote on the back.

He pays no mind and begins to kiss your bare neck.

His warm mouth was kept occupied while your ass was being squished.

No time was wasted when he felt your hands sneak under his shirt, he gasped and instinctively gripped your wrist.

“—Satoru?”

“Sorry.. just—“

“No.. it’s fine, we don’t have to.”

“No..” he says, “I want it..”

Satoru’s determination was overriding his self-consciousness. It led his lips back onto yours, fingers slipping under your panties and dragging them down as your hands resumed their searching.

As soon as your underwear reached your thighs, he lifts his arms— aiding your desire to undress him. His pale skin was once a canvas to a long scar, but was now peppered with even more scars, big and small. He was conscious of your gaze but in a different light now. It wasn’t in dread— but admiration and love.

He quickly pulled his sweatpants off and pushed you onto the mattress. Instantly nudging your thighs apart to make room. Your body was basically putty. Your legs spread for him, your arms reached out for him, and your eyes were half-lidded, watching his every move.

Obviously, everything was noticed by him. Both of your bodies were tuned for each other. He trapped your hands with his, interlocking your fingers and pushing them onto the mattress on both sides of your head. Satoru’s slutty mouth was back on yours when you gasp at his clothed member rubbing against you. Slow and steady, tantalizing your body, and mocking your desire that portrayed itself with every hair of yours to stand up.

“Mmph— ‘Toru..”

Oh. That was all he ever wanted.

His right hand quickly let go of yours, reaching down to free himself of the pesky boxers you had bought him for his birthday a year prior.

“Fuck.. just wanna..”

“—Just wanna love you, ‘Toru..”

“Yeah.. yeah, okay— I wanna love you too.”

His lips reach yours to give a small peck before he pulls back to get a better view.

Your hair was splayed on the bed covers as Satoru’s hand pumped his cock. He wasn’t sure how he let himself get this far from you. You were there but he seemed so lost.

His mind was going crazy while stroking himself, small moans were being spilled as your eyes searched his scarred face.

Your hands reach out for him and he quickly pulls himself back to reality. The man lowers himself down to you again. Kissing you as if you’ve been gone for war. Which you were. The war in his mind almost brought you to make assumptions.

Right as your hands reached his waist his moans become whines.

“Satoru..? Sorry..”

“No.. it feels good..”

“You’re even more sensitive now.”

He softly hums before pulling back to look at you. His hand grabs his cock and gently rubs himself on you. Spreading your slick across and making you shiver at your own hyperactivity.

“S’wet for me.. it’s been long.”

You begin to softly pant and stare up at him. Your mouth wides as he slowly pushes in. The plush pink tip of his was reshaping you. Just how you liked it. He was warm and hard, yet gentle. There was no doubt you’d be able to do anything tomorrow.

His half-lidded eyes were watching your face. How your eyes glitched and those pearly whites he so dearly loved were flexed at every moan you let out.

“F- Fuck.. ‘Toru..”

Those soft whines of yours left no room for those thrusts of his that let an inch sneak in every time.

His hands gripped your under thighs as they met his hips every time he pushed in.

You swore you were on cloud 10.

His emotional absence left a void that you didn’t know how to seal.

Satoru’s personality was something that irked you when you first met. But, you learned to love it. You depended on it. He was your anchor and you were his catalyst. No one could love you like Satoru.

Your thighs began to squirm and your hands gripped onto the bed covers— anything you could reach at this point.

“A- Augh.. oh.. oh my god..” you whisper.

Satoru was too caught up in the moment, pushing into you with his innocently big cock.

He swore he could come at any second. His cock was ready to snap from how hard he was. But your gummy walls were aiding him.

His pace was still slow. Slow enough for him to reach down and kiss you, shutting you up and filling you up in the best way possible.

When he leaned down, you swore he touched your cervix. It made you jump and gasp.

Of course, Satoru felt it and began to move faster because it wasn’t just your cervix he was touching, it was also that sensitive and rough spot that loved being rubbed.

Your moans grew high pitched in his mouth as your hands gripped onto his hair.

“Mm—ah!! Satoru.. Satoru..”

It was silly to think he’d let you run right after he found your favorite place.

He pulled back from the kiss and looked at your swollen lips. Both of your lips. One was moaning while the other squelched his cock. Sinfully so.

“Baby.. takin’ it s’good..”

“..’Toru.. oh, ‘Toru”

Your hands moved to grip his biceps. He let go of your left thigh to begin rubbing your swollen clit. It was electric. Your body jolted as he softly sighed.

“So sexy.. god..” he muttered under his breath

After a few strokes you swore your limbs were getting tighter. Satoru felt you tense and continued his rubbing, effectively making you tighter around his cock.

“S- Satoru..”

“Yeah.. I know..”

You were coming.

Your breath caught in your throat before you squeaked

“I’mcomingI’mcomingI’mcomingggg..”

Your pussy clenched around him and Satoru moaned. His hips slowed down and watched you. Your eyes squeezed closed and head rocked back. It wasn’t long before Satoru resumed his thrusts and aided your orgasm.

“A- Augh.. ‘Toru..”

He leaned down and kissed you.

After making out with you, he pulls out and comes on your clit. He rubs around you and moans at the sight.

You breathlessly look up at him. You swore his eyes twinkled.

Whether it was with mischief or just the moonlight landing on his irises— you weren’t so sure. But you knew your Satoru was back with you.

Despite everything changing because of him, he was your Satoru to love and keep.

Like a locket that stayed beside your heart.

Except with way more scars to kiss and love.

lover

I miss my wife.

TRUST I SAID TRUST I KNEW MY ONE EYED WUEEN WOULD COME BACK

(Closeup, reference, and progress pics under break)

Yuji to Choso:

mentor

jjk nation it's OVER

is nobody talking about-

Jujutsu Kaisen | Shibuya Incident Arc Opening

don't talk to me about his pout oh my GOODNESS

is it going to be a fight within the inner depths of sukuna's soul or. what are we getting at here i dont know if i can wait another week

So is jjk going to end with like everyone except itadori fucking dying or like what

Shwup

Version B.

Me siento increíble.

I Feel Like a Kid.

Jujutsu Kaisen Spoilers.

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Que buen diseño de personajes por dios.

PLEASE

10 years later

“That Stressed Bitch from Jujutsu Kaisen”

And this is just the jjk0 panels, bro lost all his lifespan (literally and figuratively) watching the Gojo vs Sukuna fight 😭😭😭

Those poor MAPPA animators aren't gonna see their family for weeks once they get to this last arc. Ik those mfs are gonna want that Hakari vs Uraume shit in full Disney movie ass animation level quality.