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The neighbor acts as if this is all normal. He comes closer, until Junpei can’t continue to ignore him, and then crouches down within arm’s reach. 

“Is this really the kinda show you want to be puttin’ on for me,” the big dog asks, peering at Junpei over Mahito’s flexing shoulders. “I know I let you bum smokes all the time, but tell the truth: what’d I do to deserve this?”

Mahito tosses his fluffy mane of hair back over his shoulder and then tilts his face up to peer at their neighbor. He smiles widely enough to show off his fangs. “Nothing much,” he says with a shrug. “But I thought it’d be fun to watch Junpei take a knot, Toji-san.”

As Junpei struggles underneath Mahito, the neighbor – Toji – gestures at his face. 

“Does he feel the same way?”

The neighbor acts as if this is all normal. He comes closer, until Junpei can’t continue to ignore him, and then crouches down within arm’s reach. “Is this really the kinda show you want to be puttin’ on for me,” the big dog asks, peering at Junpei over Mahito’s flexing shoulders. “I know I let you bum smokes all the time, but tell the truth: what’d I do to deserve this?” Mahito tosses his fluffy mane of hair back over his shoulder and then tilts his face up to peer at their neighbor. He smiles widely enough to show off his fangs. “Nothing much,” he says with a shrug. “But I thought it’d be fun to watch Junpei take a knot, Toji-san.” As Junpei struggles underneath Mahito, the neighbor – Toji – gestures at his face. “Does he feel the same way?”

“Hurts?” Junpei repeats, feeling his eyebrows drawing together. He glances down at where he’d bitten, where a bruise is already forming in the older alpha’s skin, and then whines. He’s not quite nonverbal, but putting words together into anything coherent is… difficult.

Toji sighs and then sits back in the nest, bracing himself on one arm so that he can pet Junpei’s trembling back with his free hand. “It’s fine,” he eventually says once Junpei stops sniffling. “It’d just feel better if you didn’t have the caps on.”

In that case –

Junpei opens his mouth and pulls his tongue back instead of letting it loll out. 

Toji can just take the caps off.

Obviously.

“I’m not taking them off,” Toji says, laughing quietly. He reaches up and closes Junpei’s mouth, wiping away a bit of drool that’s spilled out over his lips. “You have the caps on for the same reason I have that birth control implant in. This isn’t s’posed to be anything permanent, kid.”

“Hurts?” Junpei repeats, feeling his eyebrows drawing together. He glances down at where he’d bitten, where a bruise is already forming in the older alpha’s skin, and then whines. He’s not quite nonverbal, but putting words together into anything coherent is… difficult. Toji sighs and then sits back in the nest, bracing himself on one arm so that he can pet Junpei’s trembling back with his free hand. “It’s fine,” he eventually says once Junpei stops sniffling. “It’d just feel better if you didn’t have the caps on.” In that case – Junpei opens his mouth and pulls his tongue back instead of letting it loll out. Toji can just take the caps off. Obviously. “I’m not taking them off,” Toji says, laughing quietly. He reaches up and closes Junpei’s mouth, wiping away a bit of drool that’s spilled out over his lips. “You have the caps on for the same reason I have that birth control implant in. This isn’t s’posed to be anything permanent, kid.”

Choso gets down on his back on the stage and then motions for Junpei – on his knees beside him – to crawl closer. Once Junpei is in arms’ reach, Choso grabs him and pulls, tugging Junpei over before then patting his chest. 

“Sit here,” Choso says. When Junpei merely stares at him, Choso repeats himself once before adding, “Facing away from me. Please.” 

It’s Choso’s politeness that does it for Junpei. 

Mostly.

He nods his head and then, after much embarrassed struggling, manages to situate himself so that his ass is right in front of Choso’s face.  The sound of sketching gets even louder as Junpei wiggles, chest bouncing as he tries to figure out a good position that balances doing what Choso wants without having Choso stare right up at his asshole.

Choso gets down on his back on the stage and then motions for Junpei – on his knees beside him – to crawl closer. Once Junpei is in arms’ reach, Choso grabs him and pulls, tugging Junpei over before then patting his chest. “Sit here,” Choso says. When Junpei merely stares at him, Choso repeats himself once before adding, “Facing away from me. Please.” It’s Choso’s politeness that does it for Junpei. Mostly. He nods his head and then, after much embarrassed struggling, manages to situate himself so that his ass is right in front of Choso’s face. The sound of sketching gets even louder as Junpei wiggles, chest bouncing as he tries to figure out a good position that balances doing what Choso wants without having Choso stare right up at his asshole.

The simplest example as to the identities of our famous artist and his long-running muse is an unbelievable one. In Zenitsu Agatsuma’s Demon Slayer, a 10-volume series of books purporting to represent the author’s authentic experiences with a shadow organization of demon hunters during the Taisho Era, the earliest reference to Yushiro comes when one of Agatsuma’s compatriots, Tanjiro Kamado, is saved from a duo of demons prior to their meeting. In Demon Slayer, the story is told from Agatsuma’s point of view, with the author quoting his associate at length. [1]

Tanjiro Kamado did exist. However, he died before the age of 25. His younger sister, Nezuko, married Zenitsu Agatsuma in 19XX. 

[Footnote 1: the book series was later made into a wildly successful graphic novel and anime thanks to the assistance of mangaka Koyoharu Gotouge. This adaptation, however, further solidified the popular belief that this book is a work of pure fiction. Despite the work of anthropologists (Kitamasa, 1975) and historians (Hayashi and Okuda, 1988) on fact-checking Agatsuma’s extensive body of work, the publication of the manga series has once again cast doubt upon the validity of the narrative.

The simplest example as to the identities of our famous artist and his long-running muse is an unbelievable one. In Zenitsu Agatsuma’s Demon Slayer, a 10-volume series of books purporting to represent the author’s authentic experiences with a shadow organization of demon hunters during the Taisho Era, the earliest reference to Yushiro comes when one of Agatsuma’s compatriots, Tanjiro Kamado, is saved from a duo of demons prior to their meeting. In Demon Slayer, the story is told from Agatsuma’s point of view, with the author quoting his associate at length. [1] Tanjiro Kamado did exist. However, he died before the age of 25. His younger sister, Nezuko, married Zenitsu Agatsuma in 19XX. [Footnote 1: the book series was later made into a wildly successful graphic novel and anime thanks to the assistance of mangaka Koyoharu Gotouge. This adaptation, however, further solidified the popular belief that this book is a work of pure fiction. Despite the work of anthropologists (Kitamasa, 1975) and historians (Hayashi and Okuda, 1988) on fact-checking Agatsuma’s extensive body of work, the publication of the manga series has once again cast doubt upon the validity of the narrative.

#WIPWednesday - As always, I am mostly doing stuff and things to Junpei

Mahito/Junpei + Toji/Junpei (tw future assault, current toxic ship), Toji/Junpei omegaverse (literal delivery health), Choso/Junpei for the adult video AU, and the non-fic fan fic i'm writing for Demon Slayer

#MahiYoshi #myfic

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goldenflowry.itch.io/touch-and-talk

#jjk #mahiyoshi #mahito #junpeiyoshino

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Unlike his sister, Masato’s brother Mahito doesn’t seem to hate Yuji on sight. 

At the very least, he doesn’t look at Yuji as if he’s a bug that needs to be squished.

They meet some time after the tension of Golden Week has faded, and Yuji knows immediately that the man in front of him is related to Masato – who’s absent for a change. He looks just like her, but tall and muscular where she’s curvy and a lot shorter. They even have the same mis-matched eyes, although the colors are flipped.

“Ah, Junko-chan,” he says, coming up right to the counter and beaming down at her.  Even with the scars and tattoos covering his pale skin, his bright smile makes him look a million times more approachable. “You look so cute when you’re working.”

Because Yuji is looking at Junko, he’s able to see when her face goes bright red starting with her ears. She even starts to fiddle with the front of her shirt, worrying the hem between two fingers. 

“I thought you were busy today, Mahito-san,” she says, a small smile curving up the corners of her mouth. “You’ve never stopped by here before.”

Mahito’s smile doesn’t fade. His fingers flex as if he’s forcibly stopping himself from reaching for her despite the glass between them. 

“Kenjaku had something to do in the neighborhood,” he says, referencing a man that Yuji suspects is Masato’s boyfriend from how much they talk about him. “I tagged along, but when I saw the hotel I had to stop by.” He pauses to glance around the empty lobby. “Can I get a tour, Junko-chan?”

Junko flinches and then looks over at Yuji. “Can I – can I show Mahito-san around?”

Unlike his sister, Masato’s brother Mahito doesn’t seem to hate Yuji on sight. At the very least, he doesn’t look at Yuji as if he’s a bug that needs to be squished. They meet some time after the tension of Golden Week has faded, and Yuji knows immediately that the man in front of him is related to Masato – who’s absent for a change. He looks just like her, but tall and muscular where she’s curvy and a lot shorter. They even have the same mis-matched eyes, although the colors are flipped. “Ah, Junko-chan,” he says, coming up right to the counter and beaming down at her. Even with the scars and tattoos covering his pale skin, his bright smile makes him look a million times more approachable. “You look so cute when you’re working.” Because Yuji is looking at Junko, he’s able to see when her face goes bright red starting with her ears. She even starts to fiddle with the front of her shirt, worrying the hem between two fingers. “I thought you were busy today, Mahito-san,” she says, a small smile curving up the corners of her mouth. “You’ve never stopped by here before.” Mahito’s smile doesn’t fade. His fingers flex as if he’s forcibly stopping himself from reaching for her despite the glass between them. “Kenjaku had something to do in the neighborhood,” he says, referencing a man that Yuji suspects is Masato’s boyfriend from how much they talk about him. “I tagged along, but when I saw the hotel I had to stop by.” He pauses to glance around the empty lobby. “Can I get a tour, Junko-chan?” Junko flinches and then looks over at Yuji. “Can I – can I show Mahito-san around?”

#WIPWednesday I would like to say that I'm super close to finishing this #mahiyoshi (x2 because it's the one where Mahito and Masato are orbiting around Junko) story in yuji's point of view but... Even if I'm not close, yuji is about to have his heart broken and his dick in a situation.

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#jjk #mahiyoshi #mahito #junpeiyoshino

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#jjk #mahiyoshi #mahito #junpeiyoshino

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some plush toys
#jjk #mahito #junpeiyoshino #mahiyoshi #oc

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Operation Android Refurbishment - BossAssStitch - 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga) [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Operation Android Refurbishment

- Gen rating
- Mahito/Junpei ( #MahiYoshi )
- Written for @jjkrarepairfest.bsky.social bingo prompt "Sci-Fi"
- I actually really want to write a long-fic version of this AU because Mahito... is so creepy!

#jjkrarepairfestSFW #jjk

archiveofourown.org/works/64544578

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#mahiyoshi • my piece for the #mortalwhims mahito zine ✨

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À screenshot of a word document on the mobile app that reads: For several months, Junpei’s life adheres to a pretty normal routine. 

He goes to university and then studies with his cohort from anywhere between two and four hours. He works three nights a week at the Lawsons, but he’s usually home at a reasonable time. He calls his mother every day and speaks to his therapist once a week. He even starts learning how to cook so that he can feed himself well and he now gets eight hours of sleep at night.

And of course, he continues to jerk off at every possible moment that he can.

À screenshot of a word document on the mobile app that reads: For several months, Junpei’s life adheres to a pretty normal routine. He goes to university and then studies with his cohort from anywhere between two and four hours. He works three nights a week at the Lawsons, but he’s usually home at a reasonable time. He calls his mother every day and speaks to his therapist once a week. He even starts learning how to cook so that he can feed himself well and he now gets eight hours of sleep at night. And of course, he continues to jerk off at every possible moment that he can.

#WIPWednesday this week is from the #mahiyoshi story that was supposed to be my Halloween fic lolsob. It's based on Lady K and the Sick Man and the roles are reversed. Junpei is an anxious human menaced by a horny(??) and occasionally aggressive ghost Mahito ☺️

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In the meantime, oldie #mahijun #mahiyoshi 🙌🙌🙌🙌

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Saw someone share the prompt to post your most popular #art from Twitter.

I can’t remember what was popular there, so instead, here’s one I was proud of!

#jjk #mahito #mahiyoshi

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A screenshot of a Word Doc that reads: Junko may not have any experience with friends – not since she turned down Shota Ito in their first year of middle school and he proceeded to isolate her from everyone in their class – but she knows that how Masato treats her isn’t really how friends are supposed to treat each other. 

To all of the other third years at Satozakura High, however, Junko and Masato aren’t just friends. 

They’re best friends.

A screenshot of a Word Doc that reads: Junko may not have any experience with friends – not since she turned down Shota Ito in their first year of middle school and he proceeded to isolate her from everyone in their class – but she knows that how Masato treats her isn’t really how friends are supposed to treat each other. To all of the other third years at Satozakura High, however, Junko and Masato aren’t just friends. They’re best friends.

#WIPWednesday is more #mahiyoshi from me because I am predictable but this time it's because I saw a Korean fan draw girl!MahiYoshi based off of an after episode gag(?) and I immediately sent it to Meow like "so I need to make this Toxic Yuri" because this ship brings out the best/worst/most in me 🫠

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