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When second chances are given and a family is formed, a look at the months proceeding the battle of Z-City.
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19 Dec 2025
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bloodstains on the collar means just don't ask by voxofthevoid for tenderblender
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)
17 Dec 2025
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Megumi steps past the door and into a scene from a trashy anime.
Itadori looks like he’s about to pass out. It’s also got nothing to do with his concussion.
No, it’s the men on either side of him, practically sandwiching him between their taller, broader bodies while they glare at each other with toothy grins that wouldn’t be out of place on a shark’s snout. Sukuna’s got one clamped on Itadori’s shoulder, the grip painful-looking even from here. Gojou’s touch is softer but worse for it, an arm sloping along Itadori’s chest to curl possessively over his hip. They both seem to be trying to crush Itadori with their chests.
Itadori doesn’t look like he’s complaining.
“—your legs off if you step foot in there,” Sukuna’s saying, his voice pitched low.
“I’d like to see you try,” Gojou murmurs, just as quiet, just as lethal. “Yuuji needs someone to keep an eye on him, and you’re more likely to give him another concussion.”
“Oh, we all know what happens when your eyes are on him, whore.”
Itadori makes a strangled noise.
…Is his nose bleeding?
Yuuji has a type. Unfortunately, his uncle and his teacher embody that type.
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baby blue, they paid you to take my youth and use it up by voxofthevoid
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)
16 Jan 2024
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“Sensei, please,” Satoru begs, the plea wildly out of place on the boy’s serrated tongue—but not as out of place as Satoru himself is on Yuuji’s lap, sixteen and sweet-smelling and forbidden. “You said you’d help me.”
“Not like this,” Yuuji protests, the words rotting his tongue, dripping sick down his throat; his hands are still clamped on Satoru’s hips, a touch that was meant to pry him away now holding him close instead. “We can’t, Satoru. You’re—”
“I want it,” Satoru growls into the hollow of his throat, breath hot and wet, and it’s not Satoru speaking, but the fever-flush on his face, in his blood, and there are a hundred reasons to push him away: Satoru’s the Gojou clan heir, and Yuuji’s a dead man walking. Satoru’s sixteen, and Yuuji’s nearly thirty. Satoru is his student, and Yuuji’s supposed to teach him, guide him, not this, never this.
Yuuji grips him tight. “Satoru, you need to—”
“Please, Yuuji,” says the boy.
Take him, says the thousand-year-old curse Yuuji devoured finger by finger, reforged in his soul as a dark mirror.
Satoru’s in heat; it’s Yuuji’s problem somehow.
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Danny arrives unexpectedly at Vlad's Wisconsin mansion, out if his mind with a hunger that can only be satisfied by drinking the life-force of others. After listening to Danny explain how he devolved into such a state, Vlad offers to teach him to control his urges for his own safety, and the safety of everyone around him. Vlad is unable to resist his attraction to Danny as the younger man succumbs to the same hungers that have plagued Vlad for years.
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“If you knock me up, bastard, I’m dragging you back with me to Hueco Mundo to play daddy.”
There’s a brief stretch of horrified silence, bliss to Grimmjow’s senses.
“Grimmjow, you’re a hollow. And you don’t even have a uterus!”
“Who knows what exposure to your freaky reiatsu has done to me.”
“I don’t—that’s not how it works!”
“You’re putting eggs in me, Kurosaki. You clearly don’t have a singular clue how anything works.”