Joint problems.

Yuji is a beautiful omega. He was born with a poor sense of smell, he couldn't smell the pheromones of alphas or omegas. But he smelled divine. He smelled of fresh, sweet peaches and dried strawberries. A perfect combination that attracted the gazes of literally all alphas and omegas. The worst part was that Yugi was childishly naive. Even at sixteen. Good thing he has Choso and Sukuna, who love the hell out of him, and are willing to rip the throats out of any alpha.

Fushiguro Megumi has never allowed himself much, but even the most perfect ones make mistakes. When you're drunk, it's hard to stay within the bounds of friendship.

Five years had passed since the fall of Ryomen Sukuna. The world had grown quieter, or so it seemed. Late one night, Yuji Itadori was making his way home through the dimly lit streets of Tokyo when a sudden, familiar chill ran down his spine. From the shadows of a dark alleyway, he felt it, an unmistakable surge of cursed energy.

There is earth, there is heaven and there is a space between. That’s where Gojo Satoru is born.

If we had met earlier would we have been happier?

A crazy glance slides over the senpai’s lips, noticing the small wounds that he unconsciously made in bouts of concern for the active kohai. Yuuji Itadori was someone who could not be stopped by rules or physicality when he thought something was important, even if it made everyone else nervous.

Yuji is a beautiful omega. He was born with a poor sense of smell, he couldn't smell the pheromones of alphas or omegas. But he smelled divine. He smelled of fresh, sweet peaches and dried strawberries. A perfect combination that attracted the gazes of literally all alphas and omegas. The worst part was that Yugi was childishly naive. Even at sixteen. Good thing he has Choso and Sukuna, who love the hell out of him, and are willing to rip the throats out of any alpha.

AU: no magic. Geto Suguru, busy continuing his mentor's work, is looking for a nanny for his three-year-old daughters.

Yuji is on his way to a much-needed job interview. He doesn't have the time or focus to spare for this gorgeous stranger who looks like sex personified with legs. Seriously. Too bad the elevator decided to mess with his life and karma is following him. Who knows how many floors up and it 'ruins' his plans (and his pants too). MPREG

The Shinjuku battle took an unexpected turn when Kenjaku appeared on the battlefield instead of Sukuna, challenging Satoru Gojo. Nobody expected it to end with a special grade curse manifesting, even though it disappeared less than a minute later. With Yuuji.