Jujutsu Kaisen Whatnot (one-shots)

On Your Knees In Sukuna's Domain

When your eyes opened, you were in an unfamiliar place. It was dark, red, bloody, and smoky. 'Where the hell am I?' you thought to yourself. You only blinked, how was it that you had been taken to somewhere entirely new?

You had been approached by the higher-ups of Jujutsu Tech High to exorcise Ryomen Sukuna from the body of Itadori Yuji. Any other years before, they would have simply killed the boy, but since you had officially finished your training, you were their go-to shaman to remove curses.

You came from a clan of all-powerful shamans who had been long trusted in the jujutsu world, as well as the strongest to ever exist. Your family's cursed energy was much higher than any other family, however, you weren't fighters. There was no technique behind all of your family's skills. You couldn't summon, you couldn't absorb, you couldn't fight in any helpful way, and you couldn't heal. This was why, while they were powerful, they were also regarded in a way that made you seem like not that big of a deal. You understood completely, how helpful could you actually be if you had no way to defend yourself or others? Well, you could exorcise but not in the traditional sense.

You relied on cursed weapons and objects to keep you safe while you performed these exorcisms. Even now, you sensed you were in danger and reached for your protective talisman that hung around your neck. No cursed spirits could touch you. With one hand on your necklace, the other reached into the hunting knife you kept on your person at all times.

"I suggest you show yourself!" You called out into the most likely domain. You aimed to take a step forward, but couldn't find your footing and slipped. You ended up on the floor, no longer looking like a badass, much to your dismay.

Your hand reached down into the smoke to grab what you had tripped over. When you got a grip on the smooth object, you brought it up to look at. You gasped and dropped it instantly. It was a skull. Where the hell did you end up at?

"You're the latest Ogahira they've sent to exorcise me?" A deep voice spoke, echoing throughout the entire space. Your head whipped around wildly, trying to find the source of this voice. Although you had never heard it before, you knew exactly who it belonged to-- Ryomen Sukuna.

"My name is Ogahira (y/n) actually." You tilted your head up to look into the endless darkness above you. You had to have been in his domain, there was no way you could be anywhere else in the physical world.

"Oh, my apologies, (y/n)." He spoke in a teasing voice.

"Am I in your domain?" You asked, still looking for him in all directions, even as you stepped forward.

"You should expand your domain and find out." He mocked. Surely, he knew from first hand that the Ogahira clan couldn't cast their own domains. They had given up that skill, amongst many other skills, thousands of years ago to be able to have more power to exorcise spirits.

"I didn't know the king was actually a jester." You bit back at him. He was silent for a moment before laughing loudly. The smoke seemed to be clearing up before you. Finally, it was clear enough for you to make out a large pile of bones that Sukuna was sitting atop a throne on them.

"You certainly are the most amusing of all them. The others were so serious and boring. Some of them got close to exorcising me though, that was before I killed them all. How long do you think you will last? Longer than them, shorter than them?" He tried to get under your skin as he suddenly appeared right before you.

"My, you're a tiny little thing. How cruel of them to send you to try and defeat me." He spoke as he circled you. You remained unmoving, knowing he couldn't touch you with your talisman.

"You can sense my cursed energy, this much I know to be true. Tell me, king, how does it measure to theirs?" You asked, both genuinely curious to know and trying to intimidate him.