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Modulo!Yuji gets embarrassed when you yell his name in public … ⋆. ೃ
“Yuuuu’!” A familiar screech, one causing heads to turn, also catches the brooding hooded man to look back. He seems irritable, but upon recognition of that voice, his heart skips. He shyly tugs his hood lower but reluctantly comes to a halt, no longer walking so you can catch up. Before he realizes just how close you are, you crash into him, laughter and gasps and limbs all cluttered into his space. You invade and conquer so easily, fill the gaps he never thought could be seen. His cheeks grow warm with humiliation, a triumphant grin plastered across your face as you cling to his back with contagious joy.
“Always running from me, aren’t you?” You’d tease, ever the charismatic, even if a bit cheeky. He grumbles something incoherent and yanks you to his side, arm surrounding you, draped across your shoulders casually.
“I see you trying not to smile, Yuji…” you giggle, so contagious and adorable. “You can’t keep suppressing how you feel. C’mon.. show me!” You’d tease further nudge, hoping to get a reaction out of him.
“Did you have to make a scene, sweetheart?” He groans, hand dragging down his face like it’ll save his embarrassment. Haven’t they had enough of Yuji Itadori? Why’d you have to be so obnoxious… It ran through his mind the same way an old friend used to brood about everything too indifferent and depressing to bother seeing the color of the world. If he thought the people were tired of him, imagine what they thought of the sickeningly sweet pair the two of you made.
You, however, were far too bubbly in public to let him wallow in pity. It wasn’t that you’re actually this obnoxious, but that you can successfully distract him - make him forget his subhuman existence and allow his humanity to surface. You kept his mind busy, kept him moving, feeling emotions that made him human. He appreciated this, begrudgingly, and tilted your jaw towards his face - leaning ever closer just to smoooooooochhhh the apple of your cheek, making the cutsie cartoonish ‘chuu!’ sound. You squeal and jab his side, making the little scar adorning his handsome face twitch up, but he masks it by looking away.
“You do make me smile, sugar.”
“I know I do, Yuji.”
He pulls you just a bit closer after that.
Yuji you are by far one of the most handsome jjk men 😍😩💕❤️😭
Yuji Itadori who becomes toxic as time passes after finding out his partner is also immortal. He learned he’d never lose you, so he stopped trying to keep you.
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Yuji Itadori - now 85, worn down by a lifetime of battles no one else could see; finally makes his way home after days of absence. His steps are slow, heavy, each one dragging against the wooden floor as if even gravity has grown tired of him. Outside, beneath the fading glow of a quiet sunset, you sit waiting in the engawa of your old Japanese house, the world bathed in amber stillness.
This isn’t new. His disappearances never were.
He doesn’t speak when he reaches you. Not a word was said. No smiles, no jokes - though you two hadn’t shared a laughter since you took off your Jujutsu uniforms. The silence stretches between you, thick and unspoken - then you saw it once again. The unmistakable shadow of death etched into his face, something deeper than exhaustion.
You don’t ask questions. Only because you know he wouldn’t answer.
Instead, with a quiet familiarity, you reach up and tug his hoodie down, guiding him gently closer. Your hand finds his soft, pink hair, just as it always had.
“I’ve missed your touch” he muttered, voice low and frayed, as he folded into your legs - seeking something he had no right to ask for anymore. Your fingers immediately tangled into his hair, gripping tighter than comfort ever required, keeping him there.
“Gosh, how I hate you,” you spat, the words sharp, venomous - yet your hand never loosened. “You only come back when you miss me.” He let out a hollow breath against you, something between a laugh and surrender. Like he’d expected nothing less.
“I know” he murmured. No excuses. No apologies. You’d never let yourself be treated like this.
At least, that’s what you tell yourself…when you’re not looking at him. Because the moment your eyes find him, all that certainty thins out, frays at the edges. Your gaze lingers despite yourself, tracing the line of his shoulders - broad now, solid in a way that feels almost unfamiliar. Even under that worn, baggy hoodie, you can see it; the quiet strength in the way it hangs off him, the shape of someone who’s carried far too much for far too long. The visible muscles on his chest that poke out from his opened jacket. 
Gosh… he’s gotten big.
Taller than you remember. Larger in every sense. Like somewhere along the way, he kept growing while you stayed rooted in the version of him you first knew.
Your sixteen-year-old self would’ve never imagined this - never pictured him like this. Not someone who leaves without warning. Not someone who comes back like nothing ever broke in between. Not someone you’d still let this close despite everything, unfortunately your self respect jumps out the window when he walks in. Your fingers twitch in his hair before you realize it, your grip still there, still holding him in place like you’re afraid of what happens if you let go. You hate that part the most. You know he knows.
He knows you’d never let anyone else get this close after treating you like this. Knows the version of you that swears you deserve better only exists when he’s gone. Knows exactly how your body crumbles the second he’s within reach.
He uses it to every extent.
You feel it in the way he doesn’t pull away - how he settles deeper instead, like he belongs there despite everything. Like your anger is just another thing he can lean into. His hand comes up, slow, certain when you don’t stop him, - you never do. Fingers curling into your sleeve, anchoring himself closer to you. He does that stupid thing with his eyes that make him look like he is yearning, apologetic. A look 16 year old Yuji would’ve given and meant. 
“You always say that” he murmurs, voice quiet, eye contact while still kneeling in front of you; but there’s something heavier underneath it now. Not guilt - never guilt. Something closer to knowing he’s already won. Your grip tightens in his hair, nails just barely pressing into his scalp. It should hurt. Maybe it does. He doesn’t react, he wouldn’t react. He is the strongest of today after all…
“I hate you Yuji Itadori” you repeat, but it sounds weaker this time, like the words are losing their shape the longer he stays. A pause. He brings himself closer to your face, exhales against you, cocky grin appearing on his mouth.
“But you don’t let go…” and that’s the worst part, because he’s right. He knows you won’t and deep down, he knows he doesn’t have to be better - not when you keep choosing him like this.
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Girl stand up gosh he has you wrapped around his finger… ALSO Y’ALL DON’T MIND IF I WRITE JJK X READER TOO HM? That doesn’t mean I won’t go back to Avatar there’s still many requests I need to get too, which I will. Thank you and I love yaaaa!!
Husband reveal xoxo 🍓💋
Just caught up w modulo and LISTEN HES SO FINE RAHWHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
My fav old man <3
Added Kirby because I can
Ty and ur welcome 🧍🏻♀️ (will be multifandom posting from now teehee— LOOK AT MY MAN HES SO FINE )
Special illustration by Gege for JumFesta
Itadori my boy꒰ ᐢ ◞‸◟ᐢ꒱, you have suffered so much.
Twisted Wonderland x Yuu Male Jujutsu Sorcerer
— Faerie Malevolence…
— MALLEUS!! — Lilia shouted helplessly
Silver and Sebek were ready to jump in, though they knew they wouldn’t be able to stop their young master in that state. The first- and second-years instinctively stepped back, terror palpable on their faces. Grim hid behind Yuu’s legs, trembling.
Everyone braced for impact. The magic that could plunge the entire campus into an eternal sleep.
But… nothing happened.
The enormous amount of magical energy Malleus had been gathering simply dissipated into the air, as if someone had snuffed out a gigantic candle. The spell that should have been catastrophic evaporated before taking form.
Malleus blinked, confused.
— My unique magic… Why?
His voice, usually calm and regal, was now tinged with genuine disbelief.
Yuu, who until then had been standing a bit further back with the first-years, began to walk slowly forward. Each step seemed to echo throughout the dorm, drawing everyone’s attention.
His expression was no longer his usual relaxed smile. His face was serious, cold. His right hand was raised in front of his face, crossing his index and middle fingers in a distinctive seal, while his other hand remained relaxed at his side.
— That’s enough, Malleus.
His voice came out low, but clear and firm amid the sudden silence that had formed.
[Cursed Technique: Cursed Nullification.]
A nearly imperceptible pulse emanated from Yuu. For those who could sense magic, it was as if an invisible and absolute barrier had wrapped around Malleus, cutting off the source of his power at its root. The blot feeding his Overblot began to visibly weaken, as if the black ink were being extracted directly from his body.
Malleus’s eyes widened. For the first time in a long while, the Dragon Fae Prince looked truly bewildered.
— Yuu? How… how is it you? This… this makes no sense!
His voice thundered, a mix of shock, frustration, and a hint of fury at a perceived betrayal.
He tried to summon magic again, but it simply wouldn’t respond. It felt as though his own reserves were being sealed layer by layer.
The silence that fell over the battlefield was deafening.
Everyone present stood frozen, mouths agape.Even those first-years who had known for a long time who he was.
After the first overblot incident and the ones that followed, Yuu proved he was not just any human. He seemed to be a mage, although he couldn’t really be called one. He identified himself as a sorcerer who only manipulated cursed energy.
He made it sound like it was nothing, but this completely shocked all his classmates.
Blot was very similar to cursed energy, since both are born from negative emotions that naturally flow through the body.
Being a sorcerer, he made it clear that he was capable of manipulating the blot of each of the dorm leaders. Something that greatly surprised the first-years—because that was not possible in Twisted Wonderland!
But the most incredible thing was his cursed technique.
The cursed technique: Cursed Nullification, as its name indicates, is a technique capable of completely nullifying the cursed energy of other sorcerers, turning them into simple ordinary humans, despite being in his first year at the Tokyo Jujutsu High, he was immediately classified as special grade, and while being trained by Gojo along with three other students, he showed extraordinary control over his technique—to the point that the curses created from it were suppressed in an instant the moment Yuu sealed his energy.
Despite knowing this, why were they surprised?
Lilia was unable to form words for several seconds. Silver was completely paralyzed by the scene. Sebek, who always shouted his loyalty at the top of his lungs, was silent, his mouth slightly open and his eyes wide, trembling from the shock.
No one spoke. They only watched Yuu—the same human that the Dark Mirror had declared “without magic,” the one who had always been seen as the weakest on campus—holding back the most powerful being in Twisted Wonderland with nothing more than a technique from another world.
Lilia was the first to regain a bit of his voice, though it sounded lower and more unsteady than usual:
— …Yuu… are you really…?
Sebek finally managed to stammer, almost out of breath:
— Impossible…! The young master…! A human…!
— Yuu… — Silver whispered
Malleus kept staring intently at Yuu, the blot ink dripping slowly from his face as his power continued to be contained.
— Child of Man… since when do you possess such power?
Yuu lowered his hand slightly, though he kept the seal active with his fingers crossed. A calm smile appeared on his lips, though it wasn’t that familiar smile—rather, it seemed twisted, especially with his serious, cold eyes, carrying that determination that only surfaced when the situation demanded it.
— You offend me, Malleus. You, who knew about my technique just like everyone else, did you think I wouldn’t be capable of sealing your magic? Though I don’t blame you for thinking that.
That’s right—in Twisted Wonderland, Malleus was known as one of the five most powerful mages. Although some had already seen Yuu’s power firsthand, many never imagined that his technique would be capable of blocking the magic of a being as powerful as Malleus Draconia, who, since childhood, had never known anyone capable of stopping him—not even his grandmother.
There was no one capable of stopping him, until now.
— If I weren’t capable of sealing your magic, I wouldn’t be worthy of being considered a special-grade sorcerer.
Watching Jujutsu edits is what inspired me to write this fanfic. I'd actually had the idea for a while about a sorcerer Yuu, but I didn't know what to write or what situation to put him in. Then the Diasomnia arc came along—BAM!—but I still needed to figure out the situation. That's how Jujutsu Kaisen Module came about. My dear rooster has really grown up; he's as damn handsome as he is strong.
Yuji's words when he reunited with Mahito were the key.
Were you always so weak?
Honestly, sometimes I want a strong Yuu who can teach the guys a lesson.
