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    Yuuji opens his eyes, not realizing he’d closed them, and meets Sukuna’s bright gaze, the same color as his blood. He’s showing his teeth in a mockery of a grin, but Yuuji can see the tension in his jaw and the subtle trembling of his shoulders. His chest is still pried open and bleeding, and he thinks he knows this beast enough to understand the reason why—that if he’s struck by the urge to bury his head inside him and take a bite out of his heart, then it’s only natural to think Sukuna wants that, too.

     

    or, Yuuji is a frustrated, hormonal teenager and takes it out on Sukuna.

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    This was a dangerous habit. Maelle was a dangerous habit. Affection toward anyone was strictly off-limits, yet one doe-eyed, primly-postured girl weaseled her way into his heart.

    What helped least of all was Maelle’s resemblance. Like a vivid hallucination, he dreamt of growing up with Alicia. Guiding her youth-soft hands through clumsy brushstrokes and detangling her hair as she sniveled and blubbered about Clea for the umpteenth time.

    Every time, he woke with more fondness and protection in his touch for Maelle, and Maelle seemed adamant to seek him out most nights in camp. 

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    Come has cursed energy and guess what! So does piss!

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    “For someone so obsessed with control,” Yuuji muses, “you’re really not doing much to stop me.”

    Sukuna adjusts under his fingers, leaning into the grip instead of away from it. His breath slips out sharp, uneven. His pupils blow wide, expectation darkening his gaze, waiting for the next cut.

    Then slowly, sweetly, without breaking eye contact, he tilts his head farther back, baring the line of his throat beneath Yuuji’s hand. An offering. Invitation. Submission edged in razor-sharp teeth. 

    His lips finally give in, curling into something obscene and sugar-sweet, a smile far too gentle to be safe. Two rows of teeth show. A wild slash of satisfaction—pure delight wrapped tight in a shape that only looks like surrender, if surrender was a trap.

    Like Sukuna’s been guiding him toward it all night.

    “Who said I wanted you to stop?”

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    "It's a cursed technique," Nobara says flatly, crossing her arms and drumming her fingers. "That's how it usually works."

    "I know that, but it's not the only way to kill someone, isn't it?"

    "What?"

    "Pain, I mean." He's meeting her eyes now, which is a better sign, but it still doesn't explain whatever it is he's refusing to say. "What if it's not trying to hurt us till we do something? What if it's doing something else?"

    When he's spitting up rotting tissue and her cunt's wet with it? "Yeah, no."

    Itadori looks pained for the first time, eyes scrunching shut, but he goes on ahead anyway. "Have you ever heard of fuck or die?"

    For a long moment, all Nobara can hear is the noises of the woods at night—wind rustling leaves, branches creaking, cars driving far off. It's not the near complete silence of the country, but it's still quiet. Almost peaceful, even.

    Too bad she's too mad for any of it to take. "What did you just say?"

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    The Death Painting didn't dispel its technique—not really. It only changed it.

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