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“This is so cute, Daicchan.” A fingertip wormed its way underneath where the band was stretched tight on the backs of his thighs, and he flinched as it snapped back onto his skin. “Did you wear it for me? “No..” His mumble was unconvincing, unintelligible from where he’d pressed his face to his neck, and he only clung tighter when the other hand joined the first in tracing around his thighs, the touch too light to satisfy, sending sparks up his spine underneath his stolen t-shirt. “Don’t lie! You know I love seeing you in white. Especially when there isn’t much else.” Finally, finally, there were whole palms on his skin, cool as he always was. There they rested for a moment, before he was tugging him closer, rocking his hips up just as he turned his head to press a kiss to where Daichi was still holding on, laughter in his ear when he caught his hitched breath.

coming home and he’s in a tiny little jockstrap .... bright white but he’s so tan ... he wld run sooo warm and get a little needy after being alone most of the afternoon #Okay.

it’s easy (it always is) to fall into a rhythm, as soft as the lazy rocking of their hips against each other can get. he likes it too much—so much it’s almost embarrassing, is embarrassing, and he keeps his mouth busy just to avoid making too much eye contact. not that he’s allowed to keep himself hidden for long, when there’s a voice in his ear whining for him to look at me, i’ve missed you all day, and now you’re hiding. he gives in too easily, blames it on the heat, hips stuttering because he can never focus on two things at once when he gets like this. it’s getting dizzying, the fervour that comes from being apart even if it was only for a few hours, and he can tell it’s building up to be one of those evenings where he gets eaten out on the sofa and then they share takeout over the kitchen counter, flipping through the music channels until he can’t keep his eyes open any longer.

but that’s for later—in the moment he’s distracted by the hand skirting up his side, fingertips light, and another dipping underneath the band of his jockstrap. he’s still stubbornly avoiding looking up, but he knows by now there’s a smile on that face, growing wider every time he listens to the snap of fabric back against tan skin. and even if it’s familiar, it doesn’t mean he feels it any less when he grinds down just right and has to bite down to keep any sounds from escaping him. he felt on the edge already, keyed up from waiting and helped along by the hand that drifted down from his waist to ghost over the bulge through white fabric; ignoring his own underneath silky basketball shorts, cool where they brushed against the backs of his thighs. he can’t help rocking up into the touch, unable to keep a handle on the noises when the teasing becomes a grip around the shape of him, stroking up and down as much as the jock would allow. he was sure his nails were drawing blood by now, and then the whispering started.

宿儺 01.11.1985.

SMELLS LIKE Sake, Guava, Smoke

FEELS LIKE Losing at your own game. Flames at your fingertips.

BACK POCKET ⠀Motorola RAZR V3i in Black ⠀Croc Skin wallet (credit card, ID) in Maroon ⠀Pocket Knife in Black ⠀Tsubota Pearl Lighter in Gold

SMOKES BlackJack Island Compact Black

he would come in Act 1 ..... and, like toji, immediately win the jiji seal of approval!!! young (obviously) and sick to death of spending his summer in the stuffy walls of the gojo estate, he runs into him while avoiding the kid he should technically be babysitting—goes from one heir to another, both entitled but one far less annoying. gojo hates him on principle, never actually meeting him until their family comes over once again to discuss clan matters he’s trying to pretend he won’t ever have to be properly involved in.

Act 2 with toji making a smashing entrance stage left oh forget it gojo is OVER ITT 😭😭 esp bec toji and sukuna would get on for sure ... he feels like A) the greatest evils of all the world have come together just to torture him and B) said evils are cruelly infecting jiji’s brain and causing the slight rift between them. which mind you is pretty much his own doing .... ANYWAY!!! once they grow and by Act 3 i think they do have a degree of respect for one another but it would never go as far as enjoying one another’s company for something other than mind games or clan politics. many a dinner has been ruined because when they debate they DEBATE. like genuinely get into it and then carry on getting into it for hours. poor jiji ..... he just wants to order dessert ......

something i’ve been considering is his clan upbringing.. like he would def be an heir and isn’t going to be treated badly but i also don’t wanna discard how he was treated as a child in canon yk.. i was thinking his parents dying when he was young, uncertainty and definitely rumours around his true mother and whereabouts the ‘real’ one is, and power-hungry advisors & relatives crowding him Edward VI style is the way i would go!!! he learns the hard way (following popular opinion i do think he would have a missing eye) that instead of a title granting you power, you need to give the title power—in how you act, in how you speak, in how you think. i think it’s an are you the strongest because you’re satoru gojo kinda thing if ygwim!!! he grows into the role and just keeps gets better at it as he goes. his inner circle is water-tight and he heads the clan through fear p much 6_6 jiji sees power absolute as an 11 yr old boy and decides to secure that inner circle spot way early though.. unintentional as it may be.. good for him!

a song i think fits recall!sukuna for the road >3<

the soul is obvs a veryy present thing in jjk (mahito’s ideology regarding them & his technique, the constant dialogue linking mind, body, & soul, yaga’s technique in how he creates sentient cursed corpses) and it’s virtually nowhere in ajin which does make sense because it IS very surgical? i guess (kei aiming for medical school, the experiments they do on both kei & tanaka, a lot of the government VS. ajin conflicts, ogura as a character)—and the closest i think they come to mentioning anything even remotely spiritual is ogura in S2E2 after asking kei & kou why people die and then ignoring their answers to tell them “It’s because that’s what the universe decided.”

soooo because of toki being my guilty pleasure crossover i do want to carry over that pretty much nonexistent rs w the soul over to jjk just to see how it fits..... BUT like not completely you’ll see Ok. because in jjk souls are said to be the culmination of your inner characteristics, all facets of your personality [1], and in ajin black ghosts mimic the core personality of their hosts [2], i think i want toki’s ghost to act as his ‘soul,’ as such. it’s made of the same black matter that makes up him as an ajin, even has some sort of will of its own in how it moves around and both mimics his speech/has some of its own, so i think it makes sense (but also i don’t really care that much if it doesn’t)!!!!

with this redefinition of the soul—how would that work with mahito? i’m not toooo sure if they’re ever gonna actually cross paths, but honestly i do want to try and fit it in (early shibuya?) just because of this lol... ANW ANW if mahito can ‘see’ the soul, if his whole technique in general allows him to reshape them, what do you do against someone without one? or without one you can see, at least—bec i do also think that it isn’t visible, because it just is the ghost, not inside of him or it like the soul is ‘inside’ a person yk.. in a way, toki’s IBM itself is his soul, i guess.... which in itself links to kenjaku saying “the body is the soul, and the soul the body” [3]. i think it might just end up meaning that toki’s like... mahito’s own personal judas 😭 there’s a million ways he could kill him, but he’d just come right back again, and there’s no way to actually get rid of him because how do you touch a soul when it’s everywhere and also spilling out of the arm you just cut off or something. YK? it’s like trying to catch smoke.

and then onto him & his ghost.... he’s known about it since he was aroundd eight, and i like to think their relationship is a mix of sato & okuyama with their respective ghosts. like that’s his frienddd guys they love each otherrrr trust me trust me!!!!!!! there’s this thing between kei & sato on the roof of that one gov. building where the ghosts’ head collide and some of their memories flow into each others minds which i LIKE and so will be stealing.. but toki’s doesn’t have a head bec i thought it’d b cool LOL so instead a direct hit through the ‘heart’ (or SOUL!!!!!!!) would both dissolve his ghost & have the same effect that the head thing does in ajin.

your t-shirt’s on the floor (yeah, we’re undressing in my house again)

PEACHPiE⠀soundtrack