biologically immortal jellyfish

some weird jjk fic

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tell me about today your hair a knotted mess of things to say the coat you should've kept on just in case wet in your summer clothes, you called it fate. you never told a lie that you didn't wish was true will there ever be a time you need me as I need you? I can't comprehend the thoughts inside your head, so we're never gonna hear the end.

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WIP Wednesday - Human Jellyfish 2, chapter 5

Oh, it's Ino, and some underdeveloped thoughts I had about the Ino - Yuuji - Haibara character type.

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Junpei quietly launches himself off a wall and hauls himself up onto the narrow balcony of house where Ino should be, breathing slow and smooth. As he pulls himself to the top of the balustrade, Ino turns unerringly to look out at him, keen but calm. There's something familiar about it which makes him hang there for a moment like a cat unsure if they can jump all the way up, or if they should drop back down.

It's … he's reminded of Yuuji, which is. Embarrassing. This is not the time. Ino hangs up and comes to open the door for him while Junpei slings himself over the railing, kicking some mental carpets over his late acknowledgment. The similarities are superficial. Ino has always been pretty nice. Junpei has just overlooked it and taken it for granted the entirety of their acquaintanceship because, well, no need to harp any further on his shortcomings.

"What was that about?" Ino asks over his shoulder, playful. "You worried about me?"

As Junpei follows him in, he tries to imagine how Ino would react to the truth. Embarrassment fizzles on in the background of his mind.

"I guess this is just a weird one," he says in what is possibly a misguided attempt to be more honest.

This seems to go over well with Ino, though, who reseats himself at a window closer to the side where the fifteen year old Junpei and his mother live and turns a bright, interested gaze on him. "I don't think you've ever mentioned your family at all."

It's a peculiar atmosphere to be sure, both of them with their shoes on in the living room of a stranger's empty apartment. Can't be helped. Whoever ended up waiting here might have had to jump out the window in a hurry, and it'll be professionally cleaned afterwards, anyway.

"If everything goes well, we're gonna say that's my biological father's second family," Junpei responds after a moment, and watches Ino register the slight discrepancy there, something obvious only if he'd seen Nagi. How much Junpei resembles her. "But you already know this mission's kinda …"

He comes to stand beside Ino, looking through the window with him though there's nothing to see. Ino waits patiently, sure of him, that whatever explanation Junpei gives him will be fine. Just basically believing in people is one of those annoying, impossible qualities which technically accomplishes nothing and can barely be cultivated as a … skill or mindset or whatever, in ordinary people. In sorcerers, it's an even more fucked up matter.

Not in every instance, not day to day, necessarily. Junpei and his classmates trusted each other, or they did before it came out that Junpei hadn't told them basically anything about himself. Yuuji believed in Junpei quite baselessly, which sort of, somehow, made it true. Gojo believes in his students, except they're still too young or too weak for him to rely on as he would an adult. Something like that. Junpei can't quite imagine the time coming when Gojo would accept that's changed. And Ino believes in Nanami in a way that Junpei privately thinks Nanami doesn't even believe of himself, or rather, the origin of qualities that Ino admires about him aren't exactly … well, it's not like Junpei knows either of them well enough to say.

"That Junpei is me," he tells Ino. It would have been nice to tell Chizuko and the others. "When I was fifteen. Not figuratively."

"That's crazy," Ino says, plain and straightforward. But nothing in his voice suggests he doesn't believe Junpei. This too is an expression of the supposed insanity necessary for jujutsu, both thoughtless — something more reflexive and inborn than a conscious decision — and a more radical imposition of viewpoint than the utterly prosaic approach that Nanami, and to some degree, Megumi have. To face what everyone faces, and still use your heart for something, is beyond a lot of sorcerers.

After a pause that goes on a bit too long, Ino looks at him with some despair. Well. Whatever despair is for Ino, currently. He's generally an upbeat person, and it is honestly a funny look on him, beanie and comfortable clothes and all. "What, no more explanation?"

"We don't have one. Gojo never figured it out," Junpei says with a shrug. "Like him," he gestures at the house, "I didn't know anything about jujutsu. I had no idea about, like, anything that was going on, the past ten years. Except for this part."

With Junpei paying attention to the house, Ino is free to examine him closely and to think … more than he usually does? … about Junpei, he means. Ino isn't dumb. There's been nothing to think about, Junpei-wise, is all he means. He was just another guy until a minute ago.

Ino isn't stupid. Sometimes averting your eyes is more polite than inserting yourself into other people's business, though Junpei hardly knows when this is or isn't the case. Sometimes leaving shit alone is kinder than stirring it up.

"Nomura," Ino says, uncharacteristically reticent, "am I the first person you told about this? Other than Gojo?"

One day, Junpei intuits with unfortunate clarity, he may manage to meet again with Yuuji, the first Yuuji he ever knew, and account for all the decisions he made after coming here, for the lack of things changed because he didn't try hard enough. It might feel a little like this.

"Ieiri and Nanami know," he answers with his eyes fixed on his old house, which means yes, because while Ino might not have much to do with Gojo personally, he probably knows who mostly controlled the flow of information there. There's no need for Ino to hear that Junpei told Nanami everything in an unprecedented fit of optimism, which, from what Junpei could discern through observation, ruined Nanami's mental state for about a week.

Didn't that force him to hound Gojo for most of that week, though? Really, Gojo should thank Junpei for that. Once Gojo heard about the whole domain expansion situation, Junpei's sure he would have continued to harass Nanami about his, but Nanami wouldn't understand why unless someone explained the situation to him. And maybe Gojo would have, eventually. Junpei just hurried it up a few days, maybe?

What difference does a few days really make? It's been years since Nanami first tried working on his, and he can't imagine he wouldn't have heard if Nanami had succeeded. Which is a shame, considering Nanami might have to fight Mahito again tomorrow.

He hasn't made things … worse, surely?

"Ah …" Ino says, awkward and wise, as Junpei puts both hands over his mouth and doesn't scream because he's an adult. He already grew up! This was an extra eleven, one hundred percent free years that he didn't earn in any way! Well, nobody 'earns' them. You just live, or you don't.

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probable update order & other wip

DO WHAT YOU ARE GOING TO DO, CHAPTER 2: 42.2K, need to finish Toji's fight with the second years and poor Yuuji's disaster dinner. I meant to include more sex scenes but currently there is only a questionable blowjob. This also may get divided into another chapter, but I don't really want to!

HUMAN JELLYFISH 2, CHAPTER 5: as a result of being divided into another chapter, what remains is now 7.8K. Ijichi's part got cut due to plot issues. Ino's part got expanded.

THE STARS IN IT ARE DIM, CHAPTER 1: 8.3K. This is finished, I guess, since I decided to put the fully and unambiguously consensual sex scene for once *cough* in chapter two.

UNTITLED AGE REGRESSION TOJIGO: 19.7K and counting. Medusozoa!Gojo & Toji several months after the end of DWYAGTD/FTB. Gojo gets cursed and temporarily becomes physically eighteen again, but he retains his adult memories and personality. At first.

I think this should be about four chapters now that I'm trying to cut things into more reasonable sizes. Pitched (to myself lol) as "the age gap returns with a vengeance," and "'it would be easier to try to fuck him' though said about someone else now boomerangs around and hits Toji in the back of the head," it will also be Shoko's turn to haunt the sex scene, though she is both alive and still an adult.

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human jellyfish 2: junpei time travels and changes nothing (chapter 4/5)

Rating: Teen and Up Relationships: none Additional Tags: Time Travel, Not A Fix-It, POV Gojo Satoru, POV Yoshino Junpei, Canon-Typical Violence, mild body horror, POV Fushiguro Megumi, Surprise POV Word Count: 19 251 (92 254 total)

Summary:

Time is almost up and Junpei hasn't had his quarter life crisis yet. At the last possible second before the mission he's been waiting on for over a decade materializes on Nanami's desk, Junpei gets a tattoo, an existential dilemma or three, shrugs at his sexuality, and, unfortunately, is perceived.

Chapter Four | Series Link

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WIP Wednesday - working title "the worst threesome" gojo/toji/kong (sfw)

This is not something I'm actively working on, but the concept amuses me. Medusozoa!Gojo menaces Kong attempts to negotiate a special present for Toji's birthday. He runs into one or two problems, such as having misread their past relationship.

"Never?" Gojo finally asks, a thin spread of embarrassment glazing his otherwise calm voice. "You said you worked together ten years? Never?" What does the length of time have to do with it, Shi-Woo could ask, like you just hit the ten year mark and then every coworker who's stuck around that long is free game, but he sort of knows what Gojo means and it would be disingenuous to act like he doesn't. Indeed, Gojo continues quite unnecessarily: "He killed me and I still let him hit it." "Yeah, that's ..." Shi-Woo can tell Gojo is baiting him. They're in this together, though. He should play along a little. "... I'm sure that works super well for you two, but, you know, for the rest of humanity —" "You don't like it?" Gojo echoes himself from the first night he broached this, and the tone is. Markedly different. He's relaxed, that's the most unnerving part. Simple and curious, like he's asking about Shi-Woo's family. His favorite food. Except, Gojo says, "Didn't it feel good? Ramming us together like toy trucks?" There was a sort of innocence to Gojo, once. He and Toji had observed it from the vantage point of a nearby building as Gojo and his friend effortlessly fended off two assassins, then swept off with Amanai Riko and her caretaker like everything would be okay, because until then, though they weren't yet aware of it, everything always had been. Arrogance in the young, earned arrogance especially, is a type of innocence. And every now and then there's an echo of it in Gojo's upturned face, his deliberately higher and often melodic inflection. The way he's always seating himself around Shi-Woo to make himself less tall, though sometimes, like now, it backfires; this is like every time Shi-Woo was escorted into the office or personal study of someone too rich to dirty their hands, either to receive the job or to account for some fuck-up by one of his contractors. Never his own. Not until now. Whatever Gojo sees in his face, the stiffness of how he's standing, he smiles, slight and gentle, as if touched by some sentiment Shi-Woo is not at all certain he's showing, let alone experiencing. "It'll feel good this time."

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"do what you are going to do" / "from the beginning" marginalia

yeah it's not getting done and I might need to make a third chapter for "do what you are going to do" if I can't manage to cut down Toji scrapping with the second years ... I have booted Naoya and the Zenin confrontation to ch2 of "from the beginning," though I'm not sure yet if I will go through with the full Mai & Maki storyline. halfassed plot that sprouts from what was mostly porn + character study is the worst tbh

junpei: i kNoW what i'M dOING with time travel now ok leave mea LoNe i'm fixing it toji: man fuck this jujutsu shit i'm so normal toji: ah btw i'm obsessed with you and you'll have to kill me again to get rid of me gojo: ok (: junpei: what the fuck

megumi: ok i mean i don't care & actually i probably don't want to know but wtf is this gojo: the enemy of my enemy is my friend with benefits toji at the same time: delayed one way death pact (consensual) megumi: gojo: can I change my answer

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Okkotsu gives him a faintly aggrieved look, like a wild animal who just watched him litter in the forest.

trying to finish DWYAGTD & human jellyfish 2 before the end of the month but for some reason this line really tickles me. Toji & Yuuta have little in common except a weird closeness to and/or identification with two of the same people (Gojo & Maki). In this scene, I specifically imagine Yuuta as the tanuki from the video where the person behind the camera is feeding feral cats in the mountains and then they turn around and the tanuki is just standing there. but as Yuuta the tanuki would be going : |

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writing log #3

HUMAN JELLYFISH 2 CHAPTER 4: at 23.2K words. I thiiiink everything is done-ish except for the climatic fight scene. I decided to keep the Ijichi and Ino sections for now because maybe they're not that bad ... I would really like to finish and post this so I can finish & post the Gojo/Nanami fic!!! The majority of which I wrote BEFORE the Gojo/Toji stuff, but now, unfortunately (?), they cover some of the same ground from different angles. Let's just say it was on purpose.

DO WHAT YOU ARE GOING TO DO CHAPTER 2: currently 25.8K words. I feel like I can finish this without adding another chapter, something that I have resolved to make a stronger effort to avoid doing in future works. Most people's chapters are like, 2K-5K, maybe? It would be more practical to write like that.

FROM THE BEGINNING CHAPTER 2: at 5.3K words despite genuinely trying not to work on this. In any case, I think this chapter will be maybe 1-2 more sex scenes, and plot I decided to move from DWYAGTD for various reasons.

UNTITLED "THE WORST THREESOME" KONG/GOJO/TOJI SCRAP: this is nonsense, but I've accumulated 4.5K words and I keep picking away at it every now and then because the premise is extremely funny to me even though I don't like how I'm writing Kong. Voice just doesn't feel good. This is my attempt to explore if/how/when dwyagtd!Toji bottoms, how Gojo has a healthier attitude about sex stuff but is still frankly unhinged, and how absolutely aghast Nearly Entirely Normal Only Real Adult Kong is about every single bit of this. A cuck chair has been included but at least part of the fic might be fighting over who's supposed to (who gets to) sit there.

UNTITLED GOJO&TOJI TIME TRAVEL: just a little 1.3K exercise to see if this has any bones to it. Sort of like if DWYAGTD/FTB ends up going bad, and the Toji & Gojo from those stories scrape together a time travel solution. Silent conspirators adult!Gojo-in-teen!Gojo's body & seemingly reformed house husband Toji versus jujutsu politics and Kenjaku in early 2006. Gojo gets to try again with Suguru and jujutsu reform, Toji gets to try being a real dad, and they deal with the complications of each endeavor and also of having already decided beforehand that their relationship is over while still being the only ones who know each other fully. Meanwhile, Suguru and Shoko, once they discover Gojo's silent conspirator, absolutely think Toji was some kind of groomer who got fired from training Gojo as a kid and Toji is like jesus christ not again I didn't do it !!!!!! i just killed him !!!!!!!!! why is it getting worse each time !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Songs I loosely associate with Nanami to herd my brain back to writing him. Starts out teen years, moves roughly into adult years. This is probably a bit of a downer playlist.

"Never Not Try" is from this Phantom Parade edit and I kinda find the lyrics depressing to apply to Nanami, but w/e, associations are gonna associate

"Nothing's New" is from this Shibuya Incident AMV

"Fire" is from a comic I swear I reblogged but now I can't find it

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from the beginning the man had his hand hidden

Rating: Explicit Relationships: Fushiguro Toji/Gojo Satoru, Gojo Satoru/Nanami Kento (mentioned frequently) Additional Tags: Post-Shibuya Incident Arc, POV Gojo Satoru, altered mental states, dubious consent, anal sex, rimming, coming untouched, spit as lube, asphyxiation, choking, top Fushiguro Toji, bottom Gojo Satoru, background time travel, age gap haunts the sex scene despite no longer existing, nanami does not appear yet sorry he just also haunts the sex scene Word Count: 17.3K (chapter 1/2)

The sex scene that was missing from do what you are doing to do, and I will tell about it because Toji was in Shibuya murder mode, plus way too much insight into Gojo's questionable coping methods.

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Junpei from my fic Human Jellyfish 2, commissioned from @moonfloat!

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One (1) person out of the total four who commented on do what you are going to do, and I will tell about it asked about Gojo's POV, quite innocently and not at all implying or requesting anything.

My thoughts at the time: "hmm well almost half of what I've written so far is Gojo POV, so it might retread ground I've sort of covered already with the Corinthian, plus I have 2 other things to finish ..."

Cut to now, where I have 10.5K of the missing sex scene(s) and some Feelings About Nanami written. I mean. You write what you can't find to read, for sure, but it feels like I'm repeatedly running a toy train into a wall, switching to another track, running into a wall there, switch again & repeat. I wish I could just sit with one and work it out, but unfortunately, it hasn't worked out like that.

I did manage to work on Human Jellyfish 2 a tiny bit. 21.4K now, hemming and hawing over scenes with Ijichi and Ino, two characters I felt obligated to include because they are canonically there for the storyline but don't really feel very strongly about, and as a result, am not loving what I've written.

[shoketh]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

🧧summary: Shiu and Toji cross paths more than once, and they can only pretend to be just business partners for so long. Shiu tries not to get too invested and Toji tries not to chew his own fingers off on multiple occasions. Let's just say neither succeeds

🔪warnings/tags: past child abuse, referenced/implied SA, canon-typical violence, toxic relationship

📖 chapters: 1/?

comments, questions, feedback welcome! 💁‍♂️✨

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WIP Wednesday - from Human Jellyfish 2, chapter 4

After testing the teleportation circle tattoo, it's all willemdafoeforeheadtap.gif oh right, the only person here who has a time/space technique is, in fact, Gojo.

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It would be nice to blame it on Mahito. It's all too easy to believe that what Mahito did to him, his soul first and then his body, did twist something up and then set it in stone in some way that even his full resets can't undo. He sometimes thinks that's what Gojo saw when he first came creeping up the stairs to the school, wringing his hands. And he can't blame Gojo for being unforthcoming on this particular matter. Junpei has never asked about this, specifically.

He hesitates at the door out of Shoko's clinic, trying to decide if he should turn around and ask again what Gojo saw when he looked at the activated tattoo. Or he could ask about the past instead. If he wants to ask at all, he should go back before Gojo and Shoko finish their conversation, which they probably will soon if they haven't already — they've been friends for so long, through so much, that they sometimes barely need to speak — because Gojo might teleport out.

If Gojo doesn't want to talk about something, he'll avoid it forever. He has a Limitless for conversation, too. Has Junpei ever really tried, though? It's one thing if it has to do with Gojo's history or the way his techniques work. He has a bit more of a claim if it's about him, doesn't he? Can't he put his foot down?

Truthfully, Junpei has never done that. Or you could say that the last time he did it, it was just another mistake on top of a pile of more than enough. He's never exactly been bold, though he was probably less afraid before the bullying. And then … he came here, chastened, and no matter how much he trained and tried, he never got any stronger than grade two.

Grade two is fine, Junpei, he remembers Gojo saying, bonking him on the head with a fan he folded out of a document he very likely was supposed to keep, eyes bandaged, a close-mouthed smile that's small and, in retrospect, enigmatic. The important things about you can't be graded, haha. We don't even know what they are to begin with.

Enigmatic is an exaggeration, maybe. It's just that Gojo certainly doesn't tell anyone else it's fine to be a grade two. Naturally, Megumi's technique means that he'll surpass that soon, and both his first class of students and his second will be right there with him for the most part.

Well. Maybe he's said so to others. It's hard to imagine, somehow. Gojo used to weaponize his tactlessness; Junpei was incredibly irritated the first time he was subjected to the spectacle of Gojo interacting with Iori, though it does seem to be a thing for them, some aggravating relict of their time together as students. He doesn't do it to actual students, though. And Junpei may have been one of the first people Gojo mentally classified as a student, despite the fact they just barely escaped being enrolled at the same time. That's why he used to call Gojo senpai.

As in all things, though, a silent, mental classification inside Gojo's head is stronger than mere aspects of reality. It wasn't until after Gojo killed him that things loosened up a little. That's a … sort of bonding experience, he supposes. And even then, it wasn't until last year that Junpei would call them friends, although in practice, he wouldn't. Gojo and Shoko don't call each other friends. Gojo, who loves to hang off of Nanami's shoulders and pester him to hang out, doesn't call Nanami a friend. Ijichi runs a third of Gojo's life, bureaucratically speaking, and Gojo bullies him, sort of … affectionately? … at best. As if to bother to use a very normal word to describe each of these relationships is too sentimental. There are complications with each relationship, sure. Junpei is well aware of the weirdness he brings to the table.

He's never been as honest with his classmates, so maybe Chizuko is more than a little justified to feel the way she does. But he didn't exactly choose to be honest with Gojo. Gojo was there first, and he would have always seen something inside Junpei.

He'd been insightful enough as a seventeen-almost-eighteen year old, and he's worse now, standing in the doorway that leads back to the warren of examination and patient rooms that Shoko maintains in her clinic. One where he readied the bodies of dead sorcerers, one where Gojo ran his cursed technique through Junpei's body and did something he regrets, twice, and this time tried to hide it. Gojo looks at Junpei, blindfolded, and instantly sees the whole of what he wants merely because Junpei is here, dithering, and because though there are complicated things about who Junpei is, Junpei himself is simple. Emotionally speaking, a primitive organism, he's sure.

"Will you tell me?" Junpei says as quick as he can, because he won't ever be able to put his foot down with Gojo, or Yuuji, or anyone, probably. He can still do something. He can act first; he can prove he doesn't just go along with things. "Tell me what you think you did wrong."

That's what his intuition about Gojo's evasiveness, and perhaps some other lingering tidal factors, tells him is the problem. Indeed, Gojo grins with immediate humorlessness, teeth showing.

"A wide-ranging topic," he says as if quoting someone, if not something anyone said out loud. The projected assessment of someone like Nanami, Shoko, or Yaga, twirled on one of Gojo's massive property damage causing fingers like a hat.

Junpei doesn't say, you have never knowingly wronged me. The issue is not his opinion.

"You think the time travel is your fault," he says while Gojo still delays answering.

Gojo's smile turns wry and sincere, or anyway, that's how it looks with his eyes covered. "All that studying paid off."

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gonana 10.4k / rated e, crime au.

read here

written for @nanagocalendar 's nanago bingo 2025 event!

more information under the cut.

prompt card + the prompts filled!

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WIP Wednesday: do what you are going to do, and I will tell about it (gojo/toji), ch2

Toji manages to get a little drunk, thanks to two beers and an unquantified amount of poison, courtesy of Moon Dregs. After Junpei departs ...

A lightly explicit if still NSFW portion is behind the "keep reading."

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Yet no pressure ever comes, and Toji wonders if he's supposed to do it, if that's what Gojo expects from him. If he's being tested. He could ask. He should just ask.

Whatever poorly nurtured part of him is responsible for his aversion to that exact prospect, Toji can't fix it tonight. The next time Gojo pauses kissing him to breathe, Toji pushes him back by the shoulders, slow, one step, then two, until Gojo's back meets the door. He watches the whole time for the things he's seen his entire life, even if he doesn't truly expect some of them from Gojo — disgust, impatience, fear, detachment that can't be forced away and in its continued existence, implies judgments made and solidified about him in private, in places he'll never reach because he lacks the capacity.

What he sees is only Gojo watching him back, the way he lets the door take the easy lean of his body. The surprise that he shows in stillness when Toji kneels, dragging his sweater up with one hand to press his mouth against the soft-skinned, hard-muscled flat of his stomach. He keeps his eyes open and up with effort, blinking slow as he scrapes his teeth from right to left, too light and dull to do any more than suggest disembowelment in the remotest terms; Gojo's smile seems almost against his will, and falters when Toji brings his other hand up, massaging rough and too heavy over his groin. What starts out soft under his palm starts firming with satisfying promptness, and Toji smiles without meaning to as well, lazy, amused.

Gojo touches the corner of his mouth that's lifted, gaze fixed as his own mouth mirrors the angle. "You're cute like this."

Since it's clearly meant to rile him, Toji bites at his fingers, and when Gojo tries to grab his chin again, wrenches free with a reproachful flash of his eyes. One that's probably not very effective since he immediately noses into the sparse silvery trail of hair beneath Gojo's navel, finding it coarser against his lips than it was against his stomach the other night. The smell of his soap or shower gel is stronger like this, something more subdued than the sharp fruity gloss. The taste of human salt is trapped beneath it.

"You don't like that, huh," Gojo murmurs, and though the speaking to a pet tone is undeniably there, he strokes his hand into Toji's hair, nudges him like he actually wants an answer.

"It doesn't matter," Toji says obligingly, low, sleepy, unbothered because it doesn't. There's a little twitch of something in Gojo's expression too faint to be dismay the same way his occasional moments of self-consciousness aren't shame, and it's too much work to explain: it doesn't matter because you won't do it to me on purpose. And if you did do it, you wouldn't do it a lot because you don't have to, we both already know you're stronger. You'd only do it when I deserve it. And maybe when it's you it's not so bad. Maybe when it's you, I always deserve it, but I'll let you decide.

He's not too tired to understand that Gojo probably won't like that any better, and that it's also unfair in a way he needs to learn to grapple with as a human being and an adult or whatever. Fucking hell. Just not tonight.

"It doesn't matter," he repeats, gentler, and tries to make his case without the damning specifics. He drags Gojo's hand out of his hair and back to his chin, not going so far as to force Gojo to grip. He does press Gojo's fingers to the scar on his mouth, uses them to trace the shape of it, and while he'll never understand how exactly Gojo's brain works, he can track what's happening — the miniscule dilation of his pupils, the part of his lips, the insistent pulse of blood where his erection presses into Toji's hand through two layers of finely woven cloth.

For tonight, it doesn't matter. Toji can still beat Gojo sometimes, though this will never work again. He opens his mouth for Gojo and lets his fingers inside, and then, all of a sudden, he's reached the limit of his docility. He thrusts his tongue between Gojo's fingers, pushing them apart and testing the web of skin there with the tip; then he withdraws it, sucking hard without minding his teeth and feeling Gojo's hips jolt forward as they dig into the skin right before the knuckle.

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writing log #2

HUMAN JELLYFISH 2 CHAPTER FOUR: 17K, feels maybe 1/3 complete. Still avoiding the Mahito fight scene in favor of other stuff because I'm a coward and a bum. I can't remember how long the detention center bit took me, but I want to say at least a month and it's one of my least favorite bits.

DO WHAT YOU ARE GOING TO DO CHAPTER TWO (TOJI/GOJO): 13.7K, very rough right now. Just about finished with the Toji & Junpei drinking scene, have filled in a handful of other bits and decided how the Zenin confrontation will go, which, yes, Naoya will have to be involved. I don't think I'll ever write him as like, an actual character, or anyway, I don't really have any particular thoughts on him, but I do think writing him from Toji's POV will be funny.

THE STARS IN IT ARE DIM AND MAYBE HAVE STOPPED BURNING (NANAMI/GOJO) CHAPTER TWO: Hardly any progress because obviously I should be finishing ch4 of Human Jellyfish 2 first.

HUMAN JELLYFISH 3: almost 11K of rough, unconnected bits, which will presumably be the first of a few chapters. Again, I try not to work much on this except if the whim for something truly strikes hot - at least 8K of this was written months ago because the opening scene was extremely funny to me.

ASSORTED FUCKERY #1: occasionally I just jot down some ideas for stuff that I like to think about, but am not sure have enough body for something worth reading/don't feel like trying to write this yet. Been playing with a child Gojo accidentally transported to MDZS/Untamed world and being like this SUCKSSSSS & furiously pestering the only person he perceives as being a sorcerer, WWX. (Other resentful energy users are assholes, therefore curse users & don't count.) Unfortunately for kid Gojo, language + cultural barrier (I think child genius Gojo has probably read a lot of ye olde scrolls and can work out stuff eventually especially considering he'll have access to 2 more geniuses), The Political Situation (it's probably Burial Mounds days), and the differences between jujutsu & cultivation. This is a bit too ambitious for me -- I hardly consume any xianxia media, the Untamed and fic (also read a fair amount of Scum Villain stuff but never read/watched the actual thing) is basically it.

ASSORTED FUCKERY #2: role/powers swap universe set-up (Gojo is Tengen, Riko is Gojo, and Tengen is ... Ijichi lmao, but Ijichi gets to be information broker Mei-Mei listen I always try to cut Ijichi a break whenever he's included in my stuff). This one definitely has no plot attached since it's just me going heheheeheh and moving people around.