[nsfw, non-con, stalker au, sukuna's pov, afab yuuji, chloroform]

#sukuita: sukuna’s heart belongs to yuuji ⎯⎯⎯yuuji, the young, pink darling, made of everything good.

sukuna wants him. everyone wants him. it sickens him how yuuji allows himself to be held in the claws of unnamed manwhores. sometimes, it’s with the guy with sea urchin for hair. sometimes, it’s the underdeveloped emo twink.

[nsfw, horror au, non-con, fellatio, underaged]

#sukuita: yuuji grew up with a man in his bedroom.

he first spotted him when he was four. just like any sunshine toddler would, yuuji immediately viewed him as a friend ⎯⎯⎯an imaginary one, of course. he would follow the lingering trails of a faint shadow around on stubby feet, his steps clumsily quick for someone his age. his mother used to ask him who he’s blabbering to, when the room is obviously empty, save for little yuuji.

[blood, post-shibuya]

#sukuita: where sukuna pulls yuuji down into his domain that night after his little gift to his favourite vessel.

sukuna is perched atop his throne, as usual. legs are crossed at the knees, cheek against loosely-curled fist. the smirk sukuna wears makes yuuji fantasize about sinking blunted fingernails into the sides of a supple neck and crushing the windpipe. the thought sends a thrill of carnal excitement down his spine.

#sukuita: in which sukuna silently fumes over how hakari kinji is touching what's his during their little brawl to prove yuuji's "fever".

when sukuna asks for a good show, this isn't what he meant. sure, the guy's giving his vessel a great beating (having yuuji all battered brings him great satisfaction). but, a beating does not include lecherous gazes as such.

he sees how hakari looks at yuuji, sees how desperation licks him. he wants a taste of yuuji, wants a taste of his greatest possession.

and who doesn't?

#sukuita, modern au: in which yuuji, a hairdresser in training, is under the apprenticeship of sukuna.

yuuji is great for the job, both personality and skill-wise. he's bubbly, and he makes customers feel at ease whenever he's in charge of them. with hair as pink as cotton candy and a smile that induces cavities, yuuji is the star of sukuna's salon.

though, he can be a little shit too, at times. sukuna is pretty sure it's on purpose, the way how yuuji gets on his nerves; but the boy begs to differ.

[nsfw, non-con, bad touching, blood]

#sukuita: blood trails down yuuji's nostrils, past split lips, and drips off his chin. he's a battered thing ⎯⎯⎯porcelain skin blooming with fresh purples and reds. pretty colours that suits yuuji, really brings out his whole aesthetic. sukuna circles the bound boy, strapped against bovine-skull-stacked-throne. the confines are drenched in king's cursed energy ⎯⎯⎯peaches can't even imagine the sweet relief of freedom.

tiger's got a scowl on bruised face. his glare reflects a whole hailstorm,

[nsfw, incest, asphyxiation]

#sukuita, modern au: yuuji had lost track of time, unsure whether the sky's colour outside is a pleasant blue, a warm vermillion, or just dark and heavy ink.

"c'mon, brat. i know you're better than this," the tattooed man coos, condescending. yuuji doesn't remember how he had ended up in his current situation ⎯⎯⎯bent over sukuna's work desk with his hole obscenely stretched to accommodate the monstrous girth of his twin's cock.

what's more unbelievable is that he's being wrecked by sukuna in a fucking

[nsfw, non-con, gore]

#sukuita: "open wide now, yuuji," sukuna coos,tone of voice mockingly sweet. it's odd to hear his name roll off the king's tongue in such a loving manner ⎯⎯⎯it's like a semi-forceful teasing slap to a cheek. he doesn't like it one bit. yuuji has his jaw clenched shut, lips sealed. he levels sukuna with a murderous glare, which punches a sharp laugh out of his demonic lookalike.

"always so difficult. but i like a little bit of fight in my doves."

sukuna gives a sudden snap of hips, and the harsh

#sukuita modern au: sukuna owns the largest and most prominent casino in tokyo and yuuji, his most prized croupier. sukuna can always be found sitting at one of the tables yuuji is in charge of ⎯⎯⎯milking reckless gamblers' pockets while having the best view of his ... precious doll. it's a double-win.

yuuji is a great asset to his business. he's quick in mental arithmetics (very surprising, for such a dense fool), great communication skills, dextrous fingers, and he's physically pleasing to the eye. he attracts customers, his table never ...