🐻JJK x Slightly OP! Reader🐻 (Underediting)
"Yuji, if you eat that finger, I'll never look at you again.."
"I don't have much of a choice, Y/n!"
"I'd rather die faster than see you swallow an old ass finger in my final moments... "
An ordinary gir...
•I feel like I should clarify that Y/n is 18, The first years are 17, The second years are 18, The third years are in their 20s and the adults like Nanami, Gojo, Toji have been aged down so they don't have weird age gaps.•
🍊SPOILERS FOR THE SHIBUYA ARC🍊
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"I knew I was God's least favorite child, I can't even see my poor child anymore in purgatory." A woman's voice echoed through my mind, who is she and what is she talking about? "We're L/ns and we'rehis least favorite children, punished to serve curses for merely existing." "We're being punished?" "Yes, you're no expectation." She sounded angry, I can't see anything but it feels so cold with my fingertips becoming numb from just being here for just a matter of minutes? Seconds? I'm not sure but it seems that the woman in front of me isn't one that I recognize, she did mention purgatory so It's not a cursed spirit that I have to worry about.
"Who are you?" "I'm Fuyumi L/n, Sukuna's wife." I was finally able to open my eyes, a beautiful woman with tanned but more on the dark tanned skin and curly hair dropping below her shoulder, she was dressed in a casual yukata and simple gold jewelry on her wrists and ears. Her emerald green eyes pierced into my soul but with a beautiful smile etched across her face, her aura felt so kind and comforting that it could make anyone cry. "So you're her, he talks about you." She burst into small giggles muffled behind her hand.
"I see, he's probably still as childish as ever. How I wish that I could see his angered face one more time but it seems impossible now... Y/n, we don't have that much time left and I doubt that this will ever happen again. You'll meet my son. I want you to be kind to him like you are with others. He's still young and confused, all he wants is love so please give it to him." Her hands were soft like clouds as she cupped my cheek. I can't deny her request with my curiosity taking over my voice of reason so I nodded before jolting awake.
"You okay, Y/n?" Yuji poked my cheek I forgot that I let him sleep in my bed after I came back from searching for Sukuna's fingers. "I'm fine, just weird dreams like usual." Weirder than usual, I have to worry about some cursed child trying to reach out to me but I don't know when or where. "Can I talk to Sukuna real quick?" "Huh? Why?" I don't want to tell Yuji that I'm descended from the wife of the king of curses. It would create troublesome problems that I don't need when we head to Shibuya in a couple of hours, but it seems that there is no excuse for that in my head.
"I met Sukuna's wife in my dream and she told me about their son being alive somewhere in Japan. I'm not sure where because of our short exchange but we're supposed to meet somewhere." "Are you sure, it wasn't some lie that she made up?" Yuji seemed skeptical about the whole ordeal. "Fuyumi would never lie like that, now switch with me, brat." Sukuna popped out from Yuji's cheek, making him sigh and give into both of our requests.
