SUKUNA in JUJUTSU KAISEN (Season 1 – Season 2)

Your husband, Sukuna, stepped out of the shower just as you were done with your morning skincare routine.

He walked over to where you were, drying his hair with one towel while the other loosely wrapped around his waist.

You watched as he stood next to you, slinging the towel over his shoulders before staring at himself in the mirror.

It's a rare sight to see Sukuna with his hair down. Just one of the few things you have the privilege to witness. You smiled softly and reached up to brush away the wet strands clinging against his forehead.

"Your hair is getting long, love."

He simply gave you a hum as he grabbed his hair gel. You absentmindedly played with a lock of his hair as you thought of something.

"I've been thinking..."

"Oh no." Came his gruff, sarcastic response which earned him a smack on his shoulder. He smirked at your annoyed pout.

"Well, what is it? You can't just leave me in suspense." He said, squeezing some gel in his hand before slicking back his hair.

You rolled your eyes and then sighed. "I think you'd look pretty good with black hair."

He raised his eyebrow at that suggestion before looking back at himself in the mirror. "Really now?"

"Mmhm. It'll match your eyes and make your tattooes look prominent—"

"They're already prominent as hell, woman."

You rolled your eyes again. "I'm just saying. I'm not asking you to actually dye your hair, love." You said, leaning up to kiss his cheek before leaving the bathroom.

Sukuna looked back at his reflection and squinted his eyes in deep thought.

Two days later, you almost jumped out of your skin at the unfamiliar sight of a mop of black hair on your couch.

But then you realized it was your husband, Sukuna, when he turned to look at you with that signature cocky smirk on his stupidly sexy face.

"There you are, wife. Where were you? Late shift again?"

Oh, he knows what he's doing to you. He knows. But he decided to keep acting oblivious as he stood up and walked closer to you. His smirk streching into a feral grin.

"What's this? My usually talkative wife is suddenly speechless? Something on your mind you would like to share—"

He didn't get to finish the sentence and resorted to cackling out loud as you, somehow, conjured up the strength to tackle him to the floor.

You two spend a few good hours there before finally moving to the bedroom.

geto…..

defiance | king!sukuna x concubine!reader master list

epilogue (fyi i posted this at the same time as the final chapter!!)

It all started when a young girl ran away to his shrine– constantly disobeying the rules by staring at people she shouldn’t have and taking too long to kneel in the presence of the man who created those rules.

He swore the world dimmed its lights when he first laid eyes on her in his courtyard, casting a light on her as she did the shittiest job sweeping the ground, yet for the first time in his life he couldn’t find it in himself to scold the sweet girl. 

It all happened so fast, yet decades later, it was one of the few moments in his life he was able to recall, as that same girl sat there with him for the last time– her hands were in his while he experienced his last moments in this lifetime. 

The lines of time were evident on both your faces, showing that the years had taken their course on them, yet Sukuna would always tell you that time was kinder to you. 

I have nothing else to live for now that I am done reading this 🥲 it’s 4:42 am and I was putting off the war arc just to put off finishing this MASTERPIECE but none these I am CRYING MY EYES OUT AND UGH YOU ARE SO TALENTED THIS WAS AMAZING 🤍

coupled up!

pairings: Gojo x Reader, Geto x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Choso x Reader

content: MDNI, fluff and smut and light angst, making out, piv sex, handjobs, fingering, oral (m! + f! receiving), threesome, silly summer fun, references to reality tv tropes ofc, lots of games/challenges inspired by love island, secondhand embarrassment, jealousy, evil TV show producers (cough gege cough), misc random jjk pairings as background couples, lots of teasing and tension, friends-to-lovers, exes-to-lovers, you name it, it's probably here lol

episode guide

one | two | three | four | five | six

seven | eight | nine | ten | eleven | twelve

thirteen | fourteen | fifteen | sixteen | seventeen | eighteen

nineteen | twenty | twenty-one | twenty-two | twenty-three | twenty-four

audience participation required!

polls will go up to determine who goes on dates and challenges with our reader - it's up to you to decide who gets sent home or who gets saved at the end of certain episodes! first poll posted here, future polls will all be tagged with #re: coupled up! <3

creds: gorgeous art by @baobei-bu and divider by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

Baby You're No Good

Pairings - Cult leader/clan Leader Geto x F! reader

Summary - You have been promised to marry the psychotic, human hating leader of the Geto Clan, Suguru. Your heart sinks at the wedding when you realize you're likely to be ended once you've fulfilled your duty, giving him an heir. He detests you on sight, as do you, but something happens the first time you lay together, Suguru swears you're some witch, because he can't get enough of you. He becomes consumed with fucking you, with the excuse of 'having an heir' but you begin to wonder just where the lines are blurring. Would you survive this- and will Suguru survive being with you?

CW- Arranged marriage trope, ENEMIES TO LOVERS, psychotic Geto lol- lots of hate sex, Suguru calling you a stupid monkey, angsty, FULL of smut. Reader is a virgin bc she's sheltered due to been promised to him. Reader is FEISTY asf and mean right back. Explicit sex and Geto being whipped/insane/obsessed and psycho. This part- Heavy angst, hate sex, cum licking, oral (m and f recieiving) choking, smacking, say hi to Gojo, toxic relationship. WC this part- 6.5k

Will be six parts <3 Plz share/comment/ like if you enjoy!

<<<Part Two - Playlist - Masterlist - Part four (soon)

Part Three

“Fuck…” Suguru’s moaning as he’s filling you, and it’s just too much, too intimate, his silken long locks falling against your skin, his lips hovering over yours, one of your legs wrapped on his hip.

“Fuck you…” Is what you mutter back, as his cock fills you, hitting every damn spot all at once, you’re soaking him, hands gripping the blankets, trying to avoid that desire to grip him instead.

“You love it, don’t you?” You shake your head and he chuckles, slipping his hand down your tummy to toy with your clit, pressing it in circles, making you cum so damn easily. “No?”

“Who c-cares- mnh!” You’re screaming out as he overstimulates you, those lazy lidded violet eyes devouring your face, your nails grip his back on instinct, making him hiss in pleasure.

“Fuck.” He huffs again, as he feels your walls, so slick and tight, pulsating all around his veiny length. “Feel perfect-” He pauses himself, as you gasp, he’s burying his face in your neck again, fucking into you deeper and harder now, taking over all your senses while he hides his feelings.

five stars!

pairing: cyberbully!Sukuna x f!Reader

content: mdni, fluff and smut, modern au, gamer bf!Sukuna, first meeting, pining, crushes, idiots falling for each other, they are both OBSESSED, oral (f!receiving), fingering, doggy style, unprotected piv sex

part of pick your player! (but can be read as a standalone!)

You never pictured yourself as the kind of girl to have an internet boyfriend.

Who, okay, technically wasn't your boyfriend.

Falling in love with a stranger was stupid.

Ridiculous actually, to have feelings for someone you hadn't even seen yet.

Sukuna was an asshole. The kind of guy who bullied new people off of servers and barely blinked at any kind of insults hurled his way, only retaliating when they snarled something sexist towards you, replying in chat with their name and address.

A modern day knight.

And it was cheesy, pathetically cringy in a way that wasn't even cute, but part of you liked to think that made you his princess.

Here you were, stuck thinking about the guy you met online months ago, trying to crush the butterflies that fluttered in your stomach every time he grumbled over the phone when you gamed together. Teasing and taunting and mocking most of the time - but he'd started to speak a little softer, offer little praises like he was proud of you after you won a match or survived for longer than a few minutes.

Company you were desperate to keep.

He listened to you. Defended you without a second thought these days. He wasn't a talker, didn't fill your ears with chatter the same way you did to him. But you still craved his voice, the rumble of his low chuckle and the rasp of his groans if you went a couple days without talking.

You shouldn't be so close. Shouldn't want to be so close. Especially considering you'd only started playing to impress someone who didn't seem to care - someone you ended up breaking up with because it was kind of embarrassing to get more attention from a guy you'd never met in person than your boyfriend of almost three years.

Why else would you fall asleep thinking about him instead? Wake up wondering if you were on his mind too or if it all only existed in your head?

Showing up at Sukuna's door was maybe the dumbest thing you'd ever done. Or at least, that's what you told yourself the entire drive over. Uruame had given you the address - and also insisted it was probably stupid.

And well, it was, but the hopeless romantic in you won out over the side of reason.

You just hadn't really expected him to take so long to answer.

Tapping your foot against the floor, fixing your skirt and your shirt with your free hand while you knocked again every few seconds, wondering if maybe he was in the shower or had his headphones on. He'd left your last message on seen, so he had to be awake at least. Or getting ready to meet the rest of your mutual friends for the meetup he planned.

You knocked for what felt like the hundredth time, knuckles hovering over the wood when it was suddenly ripped open, a bulking body blocking the light from inside and filling the frame.

Pink lips curled down in an intense frown, thick brows furrowed and drawn together as he fixed a sharp glare at you, his even pinker hair tousled back. Tattoos peeking out from under his shirt, the thin cotton of it stretched across his wide shoulders and pulled taut. And he was intimidating, sure, but it had never really mattered to you what he looked like anyway. You were already attracted to him for the person you'd gotten to know online, the muscles and the scowl and the sculpted face were more of a bonus.

"Hi," You breathed, looking up at him.

whenever I think of Satoru’s 6 inch long fingers, my brain chemistry gets altered

Let’s not forget this fella

NOW WERE TALKIN 🗣️🗣️‼️ SUKUNAAAAAAAA WHAT DAT MOUTH DO ?!

time lapse l.mk masterlist

the piece that has been two years in the making, my pride and joy, she's finally here. it has gone through so much editing and beta readers (shout out to my girl BFFs and moots you know who you are)

she's so long that i need to split her into chapters.

Pairing: mark lee x fem!reader

Tags: pre idol debut to idol au, christmas and new years time line, slice of life moments, college student reader, substantial plot leading to smut, very dialogue heavy, angsty moments, slow burn, relationship struggle, lovers to exes to lovers

Intended for 18+ readers, minors do not interact.

Word Count: ~60k

Summary: Mark has always dreamed of becoming a big music star, meanwhile your aspirations lay with academics and coexisting with Mark. Mark struggles with telling y/n that he will be leaving for Korea to pursue his music career very soon, fearing losing what they have.

warnings are under the tab.

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time lapse | 1. dreams and all

remember when i said ‘would be posted tomorrow.’..? 

... and that was like... 2 years ago? well i lied. LOL life has been rough lately but alas my pride and joy is finished.

Pairing: mark lee x fem!reader

Tags: pre idol debut to idol au, christmas and new years time line, slice of life moments, college student reader, substantial plot leading to smut, very dialogue heavy, angsty moments, slow burn, relationship struggle, lovers to exes to lovers

Intended for 18+ readers, minors do not interact.

masterlist for time lapse

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Word Count : 6.1k+

Summary: Mark has always had the dream of becoming a big music star, meanwhile your aspirations lied with academics and coexisting with Mark. Mark struggles with telling reader that he will be leaving for Korea to pursue his music career very soon, in fear of losing what they have.

warnings are under the tab for chapters that apply.

4. the unbearable truth | time lapse l.mk

Pairing: mark lee x fem!reader

Tags: pre idol debut to idol au, christmas and new years time line, slice of life moments, college student reader, substantial plot leading to smut, very dialogue heavy, angsty moments, slow burn, relationship struggle, lovers to exes to lovers

Intended for 18+ readers, minors do not interact.

masterlist for time lapse

previous ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ next

Word Count : 5.5k+

Summary: Mark has always had the dream of becoming a big music star, meanwhile your aspirations lied with academics and coexisting with Mark. Mark struggles with telling reader that he will be leaving for Korea to pursue his music career very soon, in fear of losing what they have.

warnings are under the tab for chapters that apply.

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long! I'm trying to graduate rn just like y/n :( but enjoy the angst train!!

4. the unbearable truth | time lapse l.mk

Pairing: mark lee x fem!reader

Tags: pre idol debut to idol au, christmas and new years time line, slice of life moments, college student reader, substantial plot leading to smut, very dialogue heavy, angsty moments, slow burn, relationship struggle, lovers to exes to lovers

Intended for 18+ readers, minors do not interact.

masterlist for time lapse

previous ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ next

Word Count : 5.5k+

Summary: Mark has always had the dream of becoming a big music star, meanwhile your aspirations lied with academics and coexisting with Mark. Mark struggles with telling reader that he will be leaving for Korea to pursue his music career very soon, in fear of losing what they have.

warnings are under the tab for chapters that apply.

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long! I'm trying to graduate rn just like y/n :( but enjoy the angst train!!

the first time it happens, sukuna doesn't even react.

your daughter, a tiny little thing with a head full of wild hair that looks just like his but with your color, storms up to him while he's adjusting his tie. she's got a determined look on her face, a plastic figurine clutched in her tiny hands—a sonny angel doll, of all things.

"papa, hold," she demands, her chubby fingers working to shove it into the breast pocket of his pristine, custom-made suit. he looks down at her, red eyes blinking slowly. then he looks at you, standing off to the side, barely holding back your laughter.

"what is this?" he asks flatly.

"sonny angel," your daughter says like it's obvious. "he's cute. for you."

you make a choked noise behind your hand, and sukuna exhales through his nose. his baby girl, his tiny menace, is standing there with all the confidence of someone who has never been told 'no' in her life. because, well. she hasn't. so what does he do? he lets her shove the damn thing in his pocket. adjusts it a little so it's sitting neatly, because if he's going to have a tiny cherub-faced baby figurine sticking out of his suit, it's at least going to look intentional.

"happy?" he asks.

his daughter beams at him, gives his pant leg a firm pat like he's done a good job, then scurries off to continue whatever other toddler nonsense she was up to before this. you’re wheezing in the corner.

"don't say a word," he warns, fixing his cuffs.

you grin. "i didn't say anything."

cut to his meeting later that day. sukuna walks in like he owns the place (because he does), radiating his usual aura of dominance and unrelenting authority. his executives are already seated, tense and ready, knowing full well that sukuna does not entertain idiocy. but today? today there is something new. today, nestled neatly in the breast pocket of his three-piece suit, is a tiny, plastic baby figurine wearing a duck hat.

the entire room freezes.

one poor soul, likely new and unaware of how the corporate hierarchy works under sukuna, makes the grave mistake of letting out the faintest, almost imperceptible snort.

sukuna turns his head very slowly.

"who the fuck just laughed?"

silence. absolute, suffocating silence. the man looks down at his notes as if they might save him from impending doom.

sukuna leans back in his chair, tapping a clawed finger against the conference table.

"anyone else got something to say about my sonny angel?"

no one breathes.

good.

he conducts the rest of the meeting as if nothing is out of place, occasionally adjusting the little doll in his pocket like it's just another part of his attire.

by the end of the week, rumors have spread. no one dares to question the sonny angel. entire powerpoint presentations are given with the utmost professionalism while a tiny, smiling cherub peeks out of sukuna’s suit.

by the end of the month, it becomes an unofficial rule of the office. mock the sonny angel? fired. make a comment? fired. even looking at it for too long earns you a pointed glare.

and by the end of the quarter, the entire upper management team has started discreetly wearing their own sonny angels in solidarity. your daughter, completely oblivious to the corporate chaos she has caused, simply continues her toddler life, happy and content in the knowledge that her papa always carries her gift with him.

and sukuna? well. if having a tiny plastic baby in his pocket means seeing his little girl’s delighted grin every morning, then so be it.