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The first time Nanami held Yuji in his arms, he couldn't let go of him, nor did he allow anyone else near him. He was so tiny and fragile it was frightening; his breathing was so calm that he sometimes wondered if it was normal; his eyes were so small yet so large when he opened them. Nanami loved him dearly, and although he had initially been terrified of having a baby, he couldn't say he regretted it now.
Translated with Google, sorry if there are any mistakes 🥲 or is weird...
I really want to talk more about this AU, it's just that I don't have anyone to talk to lol, The first drawing is from this year and the other one is from last year! I'm getting back into drawing; university has been keeping me very busy...
With 2026 around the corner, we here @nanamiweek we've finally had the time to indulge in some light housekeeping, including an examination of the event's performance and a sneak peek of what's to come.
Without further ado, let's get started, shall we? 📊🔎
In total, we received 247 distinct entries from participants all around the globe. Pictured above is a breakdown by day and by content type. Not surprisingly, Nanami's Birthday turned out to be our most active day with 66 total entries, followed by Papamin at 38.
Among 18+ prompts, the most popular prompts were "My Eyes Are Up Here" and Creampie, and the least popular prompts were Frustrated Release and Tie.
Fanart was by far the most popular type of submission, comprising 70% of total entries. Fics comprised 21.5% of entries, and other submission types (Cosplay, photography, merch, etc.) rounded up the chart with 8.5% of the entries.
For fanart, our top contributors can be found above. These 14 artists represented 35% of the total entries submitted to the event! Thank you so much for your participation and consistent output!
Over here on Tumblr, we've also had quite a lot of fanfiction submissions! Shoutout to our top contributors @creampiedby @lazyjellyfish300 @wibben @callme-naomi and @rahuratna!!
Thank you to everyone who participated in this event and contributed to its success. Whether you drew or wrote for 1 day or all 7, dressed up or took pictures, your art is cherished and celebrated!!
You can revisit everyone's wonderful contributions here on Tumblr by clicking through #nnweek25nsfw & #nnweek25sfw as well as on Twitter/X
One final special shoutout to our friends over at @higurumaweek2025, this recap is inspired by the one you made for your event! Please take a look at what they're doing for Higuruma next year on their account!
Now that we've taken a trip down memory lane, it's time to look toward the future of Nanami Week and what things you can expect for 2026:
The JJK manga might be long completed, but our love for Nanami Kento persists! As such, we're currently targeting to host Nanami Week 2026 in the first week of July next year, with the aim of continuing to foster a space of creativity and inclusivity for all Nanami fans.
Be on the lookout for an interest check poll in a separate post in the near future, as well as additional details as we get closer to the event!
Thank you all very much, and we hope you had fun! 🩵
i think it's such a shame that nanami's Fanon Character Traits are liking bread and being emo... i feel like we should be doing more about his taste for terrible ties.
the thing is that he knows they're terrible. it's this bit he's committed to. but the important part is that the terrible ties are a bit he's committed to for so long that he's kind of an earnest connoisseur of strange ties. he's like "this awful tie is subversive commentary on the societal expectation for conformity and the constructed "norm". and also it enamored me body and soul when i saw it in the clearance bin." please see my vision.
i need him showing up to itadori's graduation ceremony with a pink tiger print tie which he points to and says, "i thought it would be suitable". i need him showing up to joint mission's nobara with a rose-patterned tie that's the most fashionable and actually decent-looking out of all his novelty ties, so he can nod to nobara's embroidered rose eyepatch and say, "i thought we could match." i need him showing up to gojo's birthday party in a clown print tie and deadpan say, "in honour of my upperclassman."
and ofc i need him showing up to an aquarium date in a novelty fish tie that he secretly thinks is quite charming. and gojo taking one look at this quietly-pleased tie geek and thinking, "i can't not fuck him"
gojo's always manspreading without a care in the world because he's hoping one day nanami will put a hand on his inner thigh — or perhaps even the ball of his foot on gojo's crotch.
Its late. The two of them are on campus grounds, gojo having carved out a space for himself in nanamis office whilst the man himself is finishing up whatever paperwork gojo usually hands off to whatever assistant manager is with him that day. Gojo isn't even too aware of whatevers spewing out of his mouth that night, too entertained by each little micro-expression that crosses the mans face. Every escalation of nonsensical drivel bringing out bigger and more delightful micro reactions.
"...and then the wench said—" "will you ever shut up, gojo." He smiles, saccharine. "way to jump the gun there, nanamin! but no, thats not what they said." nanami finally turns away from his computer. "you know exactly what i mean, gojo."
gojo tilts his head. if nanami could see the crinkling delight in his eyes, he'd probably blow a fuse.
"well, to answer your question nanamin... no!"
nanami doesn't need to see his eyes, because the man broke a mouse as his reaction. gojo uncrosses his legs, spreading them wide. "you're so easy to tease, nana-kun! lighten up a little, ahaha!"
perhaps its because its some sleep deprived decision making, perchance he finally fell asleep and is dreaming, maybe he pushed the man a little too far—well, just enough in gojo's eyes. because the next thing he knows, nanami stands, strides over to where he's sat, and practically steps on the bulge of his manhood.
"if i'm, so easy, to tease," nanami grinding his foot into him as emphasis. "then you have to be able to take what you dish out, right?"
gojo's breathless and red, barely resisting the urge to keep nanamis foot right there and rut into him. god, finally. he's been waiting for so long.
he opens his mouth, to tease back, to plead, to confess to things that nanami would be more receptive to after a couple dates—but the only thing that comes out of him is an obscene moan.
nanami pauses for a moment, seemingly taking in how debauched he looks. as much as gojo would love to keep bantering and teasing, draw this out, he's so happy at nanami's reception that he's melting.
nanami takes his foot off.
but before gojo can cry out at the tragedy that just occurred, the press of his foot is quickly replaced by the weight of his ass, as nanami sits and settles on on his lap, right on his tenting cock.
the fraying threads of his restraint snap, his hands quickly scrabbling to hold his waist and pressing a shuddering, trembling groan to the blonds shoulder. "...did you seriously just climax at me sitting on your lap."
"nanami!" he whines, RCT quickly taking care of his refractory period. "don't just sit there and pretend you don't know what you do to me!"
the blond chuckles, an unfamiliar rumbling sound that will haunt his dreams. "won't you lighten up a little, gojo?" his own words thrown back at him. nanami leans in close, whispering in his ear as his cock, pressed underneath nanami's weight is once again raring and ready to go.
silence
pairing: nanami x gojo.
angst. gen rating.
nanami doesn't die and they don't lose the prison realm, but gojo is still trapped in it and nanami is tasked with taking care of it.
"I've got a job for you," she says during their latest session together. Nanami raises an eyebrow at her when she doesn't follow up immediately, and eventually she folds her arms. "Tell me you'll accept it."
Three times a week, he checks in with Ieiri. In the flurry of chaos and the power vacuum created by Gojo's absence, the two of them have grown even closer. She examines his healing process and checks his mobility and not once does he spot a glimpse of pity for him in her eyes, so he's come to greatly cherish her presence.
He cracks a wry smile. "You haven't even told me what it is."
"It shouldn't be necessary. As your last standing senpai, you should accept."
"Now you're talking like Gojo-san." He tries to act casual as his voice peters out, lets out a sigh and fidges with the edges of the examination table. "What is it?"
The medic reaches into her lab coat and unceremoniously produces the one thing that's singlehandedly turned Shibuya into ground zero. The Prison Realm blinks at him, just as impervious and unnerving as when he first saw it.
"We've decided it is best suited under your care."
"With all due respect, that makes no sense, Ieiri-san," he instantly replies. "In fact, it's ridiculous. I am not as strong as I used to be. And even if I was, it would not be enough. Shouldn't it be under the watchful eye of Tengen-sama or Okkotsu-kun?"
"Neither of them are smart choices for this task, precisely because of that. If I was on the lookout for such an important cursed object, I'd figure it would be with either of those too. We know Tengen-sama is expecting a visit from Kenjaku sooner or later, and Okkotsu-kun is still putting on an act for the higher ups. That leaves us with two options, you or me."
"So why not you? You could study the Cursed Realm, find out a way to release him."
"I'm also under great suspicion. Keeping him around would make me an easy target," she admits. As she talks, she singlehandedly draws a cigarette and lighter from her front pocket, and she wordlessly gestures at Nanami to light it for her. "The higher ups didn't know how close you and Gojo were, and they think you're a respectable, law abiding sorcerer, so you're actually our safest bet to keep him under wraps."
The acknowledgment nearly makes his heart drop. "How close Gojo-san and I were — I mean —"
"Don't you start right now, okay?" She rolls her eyes, pointing at him with the filtered end of her cigarette. "I don't have time for any more waffling from either of you. You're cut from exorcizing duties. I'll report you as unfit to serve until you regain full range of motion. Just focus on recovery and keeping Satoru safe, alright?"
It's worded like a question but he knows in her eyes and in her tone that it is very much a command. She's truly his last remaining senpai, alright.
—
Before being given the task of safekeeping Gojo, Nanami kept to finishing off low grade threats within Shibuya's wrecked remains. Every day, he slowly and methodically mowed through a section of it. Sometimes the area targeted was big as a square block, but often, it was as small as a street or a particularly infested alleyway.
He targeted locations where it was suspected that survivors may still be hidden or stuck amidst the rubble. Supervised non-sorcerer rescue teams sent out by the government retrieved them and carried them into ambulances. The whole time, he tried not to let their frightened looks at his scorched appearance affect him in any way.
He'd like to say they truly didn't, and that he didn't think about them in bed after he'd applied his cooling gel and taken his daily painkiller dose, but he's unfortunately not that high-minded. He kept going in spite of them; refused to stay still and let such sickness fester.
At least, until the latest change in plans that had the prison realm dropped into his lap. It forced him to engage with his thoughts, and outside of the occasional texts from Ieiri or the students checking up on him, it made his days even quieter and lonelier.
Forced him to think about the man trapped inside the hand-sized cube currently sitting on his dinner table and the loneliness he was likely enduring too. Each of them in a small cage of their own.
They'd only really been together for a week before October 31st. Their first official kiss as a couple had been on October 24th, late at night in Nanami's office. Before that there'd been other kisses and nights together but it took a long time for Nanami to accept them as anything but a convenience — to accept them as what they were: something he thought about, longed for, craved.
Something he wanted and wanted for Gojo to want as much as he did.
To do so would have been to admit something far too scary and disruptive to his sense of normalcy. Funnily, perhaps expectedly, Gojo had been the bold, unabashed one of the two. Always reassuring, always insisting, always giving even as Nanami denied him and closed himself off from him — not out of a lack of trust, but an abundance of self-defeatism.
He didn't know what to make of Gojo's predicament. He tried not to let worry flood his mind and that was partially why he chose to continue working. Because it kept him busy and unable to think of the possibility that Gojo might be trapped there forever. A possibility he now had to confront every single day.
He doesn't know when he started talking to the cursed realm, just that one day he found himself doing it, trying to fill the quiet of his apartment with something other than the numbing drone of the news channel or the variety shows desperately trying to keep up a semblance of normalcy.
He talked to the cursed realm as though Gojo himself could listen. He wasn't sure if he could, wasn't sure about much of the logistics of what occurred inside that damned pocket domain, but he figured it didn't hurt.
Mostly updates on what the students were up to, what the aftermath of Shibuya had been for all of them and Japan at large. Itadori's warrant, Okkotsu's gambit, the Higher ups' zealous attempts to seize control in a Gojo-vacant world.
"It's been chaotic without you," he admits over freshly exhaled cigarette smoke. A habit he picked up in his teenage years and has on and off kept up with for over ten years. He shouldn't be doing it, he doubts it helps with his recovery, but it's either this or opioid abuse. "A real fucking trainwreck —
Everyone's busy trying to clean up the mess or looking for the people responsible or trying not to get killed by one of the higher ups' attack dogs. A free for all."
He doesn't mean to sound accusatory but he supposes he just might, due to the content of his words and the bitterness in his voice. He doesn't know if it's better or worse for Gojo to be listening to all of this.
He avoids talking specifics for this reason. Fails to talk about Nobara or the attempts on Yaga's life, or any of the other casualties. He keeps it in broad strokes, also in part because it's what he himself can tolerate.
For his own sake, he switches course eventually, talking about more banal things such as his own recovery. The PT exercises he's doing, the medication he's on. He knows he must have gone partially insane because talking to the Prison Realm becomes just as much of a part of his routine as everything else.
The boys text him regularly, asking how he's doing and not so secretly requesting a status check on Gojo as well, and Nanami always replies in much the same manner. Ieri's logic, crazy as it had sounded, had been a form of logic after all. Perhaps he really was the last suspected person to have a hold of the Prison Realm.
"I wonder what that says about us," he says one night, the realm sitting reliably in his night stand. Initially he thought about getting a safe, making up some kind of hiding place, but he was assured of the barriers raised around his perimeter meant to render any residuals of Gojo's energy untraceable. He takes him around the small apartment now, like some kind of comfort item — tries to keep him in sight even while doing such banal things as the laundry.
He lets the silence linger for a moment before confessing, "maybe I pushed you away too much, and for too long."
Gojo can't answer, of course, can't provide anything other than silence. And while it makes it easier to admit to such vulnerable things, he finds himself — not for the first time — missing the other man's voice. Missing the reassurance, the jokes, the laughter.
"Maybe I let you in too late," he breathes. It is so soft and quiet, he doubts Gojo could hear it even while lying next to him. "Maybe this is all there'll be, now."
Days and nights trying to get his body to half the ability he used to have, just so he can thrust himself back into the thick of it so he's not useless anymore, so the kids can rely on him once more and they don't have to be on their own.
Days and nights talking to Gojo, or the idea of Gojo, and half hoping to be heard, yet half hoping the man can't hear him — that he remains ignorant and optimistic so that when he returns, it'll be as if nothing changed, because Gojo hasn't. As though all it takes to right this wrong is for one man to return.
"Just one week," he continues. He's rambling. He's restless, close to passing out in a sedated haze. "Maybe that's all we're gonna get."
so, uh, i’m back with more sad realizations after reading chapter 120 of the jjk manga (manga spoilers for jjk up to chapter 144!)
some of these aren’t really going to correlate with chapter 120 like they did in the first part, but some of them will. some of these are always included in an interview the gege did, i think, last month.
• nanami wasn’t originally meant to fight in shibuya. shoko said that nanami was originally meant to be on call and was brought in to fight last minute. (i don’t remember the chapter, so if somebody knows let me know so i can include the manga panel!)
• in the interview, gege stated that nanami couldn’t bring himself to blame geto. geto was also there for nanami after he lost haibara, and haibara’s death was likely a trigger for geto’s downfall as a sorcerer.
• gege also confirmed that nanami didn’t want to get married while he was a sorcerer because he didn’t want his spouse to wonder whether or not he’d make it home that night.
• i don’t know how i missed this the first time (it was probably like 2am) but when nanami saw ijichi lying on the ground after being stabbed, he thought about haibara and thought about the evils of the world.
• nanami is the only sorcerer in his family, which likely means that his family will never know or understand the actual truth of how nanami died and what his line of work was (unless they can see curses and just chose not to be sorcerers).
• i know i already talked about this, but i want to talk a bit more about itadori and nanami’s relationships, however, i wrote an analysis (simplified) to a friend before i even started the manga and i want to include all the screenshots from that (it’s worded strangely since it’s meant for a close friend):
again, i’m sure there’s more and i’ll add onto this part if any come to mind, but i’m in class rn 😅
So I haven't seen anyone mention the weapon that Yorozu created for Sukuna yet.
This is a pretty long post so I'm inserting a read more here.
We end up seeing it later, but we actually got a sneak peek earlier in one of the colored pages! The weapon she created for him is what he's holding in his left hand.
We see it when he wields it in his fight with Kashimo. It's translated as "Kamutoke" or supreme martial solution and is shown to have electric properties which proved to be useless against Kashimo:
and it's also what he ends up losing in Higuruma's domain expansion:
After a bit of researching I learned that this cursed tool looked VERY similar to a common Buddhist weapon called the Vajra:
And we know how much Gege likes using Buddhist symbolism throughout JJK, so this definitely isn't a coincidence. According to Brittanica, the "Vajra, in Sanskrit, has both the meanings of “thunderbolt” and “diamond.” Like the thunderbolt, the vajra cleaves through ignorance... Like the diamond, the vajra destroys but is itself indestructible and is thus likened to śūnya (the all-inclusive void)."
Other websites further explain the prongs of the Vajras as representing the Five Buddhas or five wisdoms and kleshas (causes of suffering). Each Buddha carries various associations linked to the wisdoms/kleshas, particularly: ignorance/delusion, envy/jealousy, selfishness/lust, pride/greed, and aggression/aversion, all of which are "poisons" on the path to enlightenment. (I'll make a separate post about this later).
BUT the Vajra is typically accompanied by a bell (also called a Ghanta).
Many sources explain that the combination/interaction of the two is what creates and represents an enlightened individual. The Vajra specifically represents "method" and the bell represents "wisdom" as well as emptiness.
The fact that the Vajra is representative of a thunderbolt further confirms that the weapon Sukuna wields is a nod to this, as we know it summons a thunderbolt that ends up being useless against Kashimo.
However, I think there's a couple things that are interesting:
The fact that the Vajra is also representative of diamond, destroying things while remaining indestructible and the fact that Higuruma's domain confiscated it; and
The fact that it's the combination/interaction of the Vajra and the bell that represent enlightenment and how we don't ever see Sukuna with a bell or anything indicative of one.
Beginning with my first point:
The Vajra is indestructible and represents the "method" of enlightenment, cleaving through ignorance to attain it.
Due to its indestructibility, I think it makes sense that the only way to get rid of it was through confiscation. But what was the point? Would the lightning bolts have really been enough to off Yuuji or the other characters? I feel like they would have been able to figure out a counter. Which is why I think Sukuna losing it played a more symbolic role.
Up until this point, Sukuna has never doubted himself or given much thought to anything but his desires. He's not fueled by emotions or ideals, but by his pleasures and whims. That is, until Higuruma dies.
It's after Higuruma's death that we see Sukuna, for the first time, lost in thought, reflecting on himself and others.
I think Higuruma's CT confiscating the Vajra was symbolic of him putting the first crack into Sukuna's enlightenment and understanding of himself. It's also interesting that it's Higuruma who does this, because when we first meet his character he's somewhat similar to Sukuna. After his mental break in the courtroom, he's chosen to live by his whims. He's in a bathtub because why not? It's what he felt like doing. And his assertion in the second panel about killing people who piss him off is an almost perfect parallel to Sukuna's.
Ultimately though, Higuruma regrets the people he's killed and agrees to help everyone as a way to repent.
Higuruma taking the Vajra, especially as a sorcerer who intrigued Sukuna, was the only way they could have put that crack into Sukuna's enlightenment. I don't think it would have had the same effect if someone else got rid of it.
And that crack only grows wider as Sukuna continues to ponder.
Which ultimately leads him to the one he's consistently underestimated and ignored: Yuuji. This also leads us into the second point.
2. The Vajra is consistently depicted with a bell. So where is it?
As stated above, the Vajra only symbolizes method while the bell symbolizes wisdom and emptiness. Both are needed to represent/attain enlightenment. And one particular panel makes me think Yuuji might be symbolic of the "bell".
In chapter 244, we see Yuuji land a blow on Sukuna that makes it seem like he's almost vibrating, akin to the vibrations released from a bell being rung. We also know Yuuji has improved as a sorcerer given his use of RCT and that panel of him and Kusakabe training. He's also clearly done something to his arms, but we don't know what yet.
So how else could Yuuji symbolize wisdom and emptiness? One is the fact that he no longer houses Sukuna. It could be argued that Yuuji is empty now. Or it could also come from a more emotional aspect: Yuuji has faced tremendous loss and grief throughout the story. He not only lost his closest friends: Megumi and Nobara, but he also lost both of his mentors. He further had to witness the deaths of Junpei and hundreds of people in Shibuya. Based on what we've seen with Itadori's character development, I think describing him as having an emptiness or void inside of him would be apt.
The wisdom component comes in with his indomitable ideals. Similar to the Vajra, Yuuji possesses an unbreakable soul.
The story began with Yuuji wanting to give people a proper death and wanting to help people
And it holds true throughout the story. All Yuuji has ever done is try and save people. And despite his many failures, he persists.
It's the wisdom to keep your course and stay true to yourself, despite how many times you've been broken. And if there's anything I know about Yuuji's character, it's that that boy will get back up. So long as there's a person he could save, he'll continue to fight for them to have a proper death.
Looking at various aspect of Nanamin and Yuuji’s characters and interaction from the beginning of their meeting up until the end, there’s a sense that Yuuji is the one who will “replace” him or the one to accept the baton Nanamin passes. While Gojo is the one who take Yuuji under his wings, Nanamin is the mentor with closest emotional ties to Yuuji.
At first Nanamin seems indifferent towards Yuuji, even giving him cold shoulders. But soon, we know that he is far from actually being uncaring.
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