#and riko could only try and scare him

[dellalyra]

I looked at the prompt list, but i literally COULD NOT decide, but i was thinking, what if Megumi or Tsumiki had a really bad nightmare? How would Gojo and Reader help them? I was thinking baby Megumi, in his sleepy, not being as menacing and just being scared and asking reader for help (cause gojo would bully him)

Also Ily, thank you for your service to society.

A/N: cryin screamin throwin up i can’t this was so sweet to write I think I got a cavity. Having soft sleepy baby Megumi made me so happy to write bc I feel he definitely had his vulnerable tiny little boy moments with these two after he settled in - still a prickly little cactus man most days but occasionally he just needed a cuddle - bc who wouldn’t? Especially if it’s Gojo giving them. Also ily and thank you so much these kind of messages MAKE MY FUCKIN DAY. Keep em coming!!!!!

listen to: luv note - chloe moriondo

la lune - billie marten

A Little Extra Love

Waking up to the sound of obvious nightmares wasn’t unusual for you. You’d been sleeping beside Satoru for a couple of years now, and you’ve shared rooms with Geto and Shoko - the four of you have seen too much shit to sleep unscathed. At least once a month, you’d be sitting with Satoru, still shaking and crying from the lingering feelings of fear and pain stemming from the nightmare - of Riko, of Suguru, of Toji - of losing you. You were no stranger yourself, dreams of bloodied white hair in your lap and vacant blue eyes with a stab wound through his throat plagued you - the image of Suguru holding a young girl's corpse, of the last time you saw Haibara all poisoned your sleep now and again.

So waking at 2am to the sounds of soft whimpers made you immediately turn around to wake your boyfriend from what you expected to be his nightmare - only to find him fast asleep, hair wild across the pillow and drool leaking from the corner of his mouth as he lay starfished across the bed. There was no relief however in seeing a peaceful Satoru - because that meant it was one of the kids.

They’d been with you for about 9 months now, and it was almost Megumi’s 7th birthday.

You bolted up, trying to stay silent as you creeped out your door and ran down the hallway to the kids rooms - the sound was coming from Megumi’s room so you softly opened the door and came face to face with a sight that broke your heart. Megumi was clutching his frog plush so tight that his small knuckles were white and his face was contorted in fear - whimpers and soft cries coming from his trembling mouth.

Dashing across to his bed, you gently sat on the bed beside him. You knew that waking anyone - let alone a 6 year old - abruptly from a nightmare would only cause more fear, so you began to softly coo his name and stroke his soft black hair away from his face. After about 20 seconds, you placed a hand on his little chest and rubbed soothing circles - causing his eyes to flash open and the frog to be clutched even tighter to his chest as he let out a yelp at whatever woke him, eyes wide and petrified frantically scanning the room before he surprised you by flinging his tiny arms around your neck and clutching you right and crawling his way into your lap.

“You’re okay sweet boy, you’re safe. It was a nasty dream, that’s all.” You coo into his hair, with the softest voice you can muster. You hate seeing him like this, you wish he didn’t have the trauma he did so he could worry about things normal little boys did instead.

He sniffled into your chest, head pressed into your fluffy pyjama top face first. You continue the slow cycles on his back and wrap your arm around his legs to keep his close to you.

“Do you wanna talk about it, baby?” You ask.

He shudders, but nods.

“He c-came to get us, my dad, he came in here and took me and ‘Miki and said w-we had to leave with him to the big Zen’in family and never come home again and h-he said you didn’t w-want us and-” and the sobs took over as you got the gist of the dream and if the ghost of Toji Fushiguro was in front of you right now you’d kill him and send him back to hell again.

“Oh, my sweet boy - that’s never gonna happen. We’re never leaving you or Tsumiki, we always will want you guys - we love you both so much. I promise, no matter how much me and Satoru annoy you guys you can’t get rid of us, ‘Kay? We’re a family now. Your dad isn’t taking you from us, pinky promise.”

‘Because your unofficially adopted father killed him and him and I threatened the Zen’in family so much that they’re too scared to come within a mile of you two!’ Is the bit you leave out.

You also leave out that you and Satoru are looking at legally adopting them - that’s for another, happier time.

He sticks his little pinkie finger out and locks it with yours, sniffling a tiny bit more and rubbing his face (snot and all) onto your koala print top, but you couldn’t care less when you can feel the shaking start to settle.

“We can stay with you guys forever, ‘Miki too? Even though she has no magic stuff like me and you guys because the Zen’in said that she wasn’t worth keeping and -” He asks.

“Megumi - we don’t want you two because of what you can or can’t do - we love you guys as Megumi and Tsumiki, nothing else. Even if neither of you could do any of that stuff, you’re stuck with us, okay? Satoru and I have enough magic to keep us all safe - the whole family, okay?” You hate the Zen’in family for even planting that fear in his little brain.

“I love you too.” He says as his tears dry and you wipe his little face. This is only the second time he’s said it to you both, once was a few weeks ago when you and Satoru put him to sleep and both whispered “love you!” into his softly lit room and he whispered “love you guys too.”

You both sobbed that night - you’re both only 21 - can’t be doing that bad of a job with them if he says it back, can you?

“You’re such a brave boy. If you get more yucky dreams again, you come get me or Satoru, okay?” You plonk a kiss on his spiky hair.

“Just you. Not Satoru.” He looks down, fiddling with your necklace.

“Why not, sweetie?”

“I - don’t want him to know.”

“About the nightmares?”

He nods.

“He - he’s the strongest. I don’t want him to think I’m not brave or strong.” He says, words that shouldn’t even compute that way in his head.

“Absolutely not - baby, who told you that being scared makes you not brave or strong?” You tilt his little head up.

“My dad.”

“Well your dad’s dumb then. You can only be really brave if you’re scared. Being scared and fighting anyway is the bravest thing a person can do, I promise. Think about it this way - who’s the bravest and strongest person you know?” You ask as he giggles at you saying Toji’s dumb (you’ve plenty of other names too for that man.)

“You and Satoru.” He says with such resolve your heart melts, you expected him to say Satoru, so being included felt good.

“Satoru and I both get nightmares too, I had one last week, Satoru a few nights ago. It doesn’t mean you’re not brave or strong - it just means you need a little extra love, that’s all.” You nod at him, and you seem the surprise in his eyes at the revelation that the strongest and bravest people he knows get nightmares too, shattering the words Toji had planted into smithereens. How could nightmares mean you’re not those things if you guys had them? You had to know, because you and Aunty Koko were the smartest people in the world. Maybe Ijichi too.

He’s quiet for a minute.

“So if I have a bad dream - I can come get you or Satoru?” He asks.

“You can get more or him for anything at all, honey, not just bad dreams. We’re always here for you, and nothing will change our minds about how much we love you, or how brave and strong and smart and kind you are - ‘Kay?” He nods into your chest at this.

He settles down, small fingers still fiddling with your pendant.

“C’mon, do you wanna come stay with us in our room tonight?” You say.

He thinks for a second.

Then nods, and yawns.

So you lift him onto your hip, ensuring he has his frog and his water bottle and carry him down the hall into your room. Satoru’s still splayed across the bed like he’s determined to use every single centimetre of his long ass body to claim territory.

You point at the drool on his face and Megumi giggles, hearing Satoru order dessert in his sleep.

You lay him down between you both, and crawl in under the covers as he settles in - the movement stirring Satoru, who’s eyes open and he looks in confusion.

“Princess whatcha doin’ up? S’late. Wait - what you doin’ here kid?” He slurs, lifting himself onto his side to face you both.

Megumi looks at you and you smile, tucking him into the bed with you both.

“‘Gumi had a bad dream, ‘toru - so he’s going to stay with us tonight, a little extra love - yeah?” You say, petting both your boys hair. ‘A little extra love’ was what you had said to Satoru when you found him awake after a nightmare back in first year of high school. He smiled at that, eyes dropping back closed as he ruffled Megumi’s hair.

“Bad dream are the worst, aren’t they kiddo? I hate ‘em. If any bad guys come near you I’ll blast them into space, ‘kay? You just shout for me in your dream and let me deal with ‘em.” Satoru mumbles, sleep quickly taking him again, as he shuffles in closer to the middle and you both wrap an arm around the little boy who is snuggling in to return to sleep.

“Promise?” Megumi asks, poking Satoru’s nose.

“Pinky promise.” Satoru replies, lips quirked but eyes shut.

Megumi smiles softly to himself, and hugs his frog and shuts his eyes.

You let out a yawn, eyes closing heavy.

“Goodnight boys, I love you both.”

“Night Y/N. Luh’ you too.” Megumi mumbles, hair splayed almost identically to Satoru’s.

“Night night, Princess. Love ya’ always, you too kiddo.”

No more nightmares that night, just four sleeping soundly in a quiet cottage.

#jjk #jjk x reader #gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo fluff #anime #family formations extras #family formations au #family formations drabbles

[hxhhasmysoul]

Hey, I read your analysis on yuuji sukuna and i loved it and i was craving for more so do you have anything more to add into. Like why sukuna is being this handsy to yuji Or keeps talking to yuji although yuuji mostly ignores him.. It reminded me how gojo was trying to do the same thing to sukuna but didn't get much response yorozu too But in yuuji's case their positions have been reversed to the point I am feeling embarrassed on his behalf. 😭😭

I think being embarrassed on his behalf makes sense. He’s really showing his emotions like that.

Sukuna didn’t respond to people who didn’t challenge his convictions.

He was used to being challenged by other sorcerers in the Heian era, they even ganged up on him then to defeat him and it seems like they failed then. And it seems that back then, like in the modern times the cult of strength was what governed the sorcery world. 

Sukuna was surprised that Gojou wasn’t the boss of the modern jujutsu world but Gojou actually misled him about that in a sense. Because Gojou kinda was the boss of the jujutsu world, not the official one but he could do whatever he wanted. Maybe what happened to Riko and Getou made him think that he shouldn’t take over by force. Maybe it was paired up with the thought that if he kills the elders he’d actually need to do some administrative work and take some responsibility for his actions which he avoids at all costs all the time. 

So maybe his plan to train devoted child soldiers to take over the jujutsu world stems from his laziness. Maybe getting Megumi as his first child soldier made him think he hit the jackpot because Megumi has the personality ripe to be turned into a professional bureaucrat. 

Sorry for the tangent, back to Sukuna. 

Sukuna was also revered in the past, like Gojou in the present. He also existed kinda on the side of the official power structure. Crowned the strongest and feared and worshipped, but not exactly in charge. Probably also because he didn’t care about ruling, he preferred to look down on everyone, like Gojou. 

Unlike Gojou he wasn’t worshipped from the day he was born. His mother was likely poor, she possibly was scared of him when he was born and abandoned him. Or the people around her forced her to abandon him. 

And he still ended up on top. He still became worshipped. He’s very much “what’s your excuse” towards the weak. But he also has no illusions about those who are strongish from his point of view. Those people suck up to him, want to add him to their power, want his attention and acknowledgement. He doesn’t respect that. He has no interest in their selfish goals.

Yuuji doesn’t care about him, so he feels like he needs to get to the bottom of that. Also Yuuji is now becoming a serious threat to him in ways that none of those selfish people ever were. 

Yuuji is of his bloodline but so different from him. He is something Sukuna surely has potential of being. 

I think Sukuna has always seen himself as the peak form of being Sukuna. That after absorbing his twin and possibly locking his soul inside himself, he has then perfected himself. He’s got exceptional knowledge of jujutsu rivalled and possibly surpassed only by Kenjaku’s and Tengen’s. His body is very strong. He’s an amazing strategist. 

But Yuuji has the potential of being more than him. And the difference is in personality. Kusakabe may dis Yuuji all he wants and pretend Yuuji has nothing special to him. But the fact that Yuuji is still sane after so many body swaps, or how quickly he’d learned everything before they figured out that he can be swapped into. Sukuna wasn’t fucking training him. Sukuna was doing everything to break Yuuji’s spirit. 

And he failed. The whole jujutsu world threw everything it could to destroy Yuuji and they failed. 

That’s why he’s so focused on Yuuji. That’s why Higuruma briefly caught his interest, because Higuruma also had convictions that weren’t in line with the jujutsu world’s norm. That’s why Maki also interests him, because she a) is curious for his jujutsu nerd side, b) she has also persevered and achieved incredible strength despite being rejected by the jujutsu world. The world that elevated and worshiped him, that bolstered his philosophy is crumbling in front of him and the people who are challenging him truly are the antithesis of that world. And Sukuna is nothing but curious. Especially of this kinda version of him that’s the first person that’s actually hurting him badly and is actually close to killing him. 

As to being handsy. 

What I think the canon reason to be: Sukuna is drawn to Yuuji and wants to see how he hurts Yuuji, wants to see his suffering but also wants to study him, understand him. 

What my shipper heart says: he’s missing how close they used to be and he subconsciously wants to be close again. 

#answering asks #sorry for answering so late #i know you sent this a month ago #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen manga #sukuna #jjk spoilers #itadori yuuji #sukuita #like a tiny bit #yes the gojou tangent is a cheap shot #that's just who i am

[sunriseabram]

Yes. Riko was an abuser. Nobody can deny that he hurt, sexually abused and tormented people physically and emotionally.

Yes. Riko was abused. He was hit by Tetsuji when he got things wrong, conditioned to believe that he had to be the best or his life wasn't worth living. He was abandoned by his father because he was second born, ignored by his big brother, and not even congratulated after he tried everything to gain their approval.

Yes. He hurt Jean out of anger. He used Jean as an object because that is all he had ever been to his father and family. He was a way to make money, but his father never saw him as anything more than that. It allowed him to feel powerful and in control of someone when everything else in his life was out of his control.

Yes. He flips after his father dies. Of course, he does. When you've worked your entire life to be acknowledged, spending thousands upon thousands of hours training to win, winning trophies, doing sponsorships, raising great chunks of money for the family, only for your father to die before even showing an ounce of pride for you? Of course, he flips. Jean just happens to be there, someone he knows he can hurt and get away with. Someone less than him at the bottom of the food chain. Perhaps the only person who sees the anger for what it truly is: failure. And Riko doesn't like that.

Yes. He hurt Kevin out of jealousy. Riko grew up in a world where failure was unacceptable. Failure meant pain, death and suffering. Exy was all Riko had and all he ever had. He couldn't stand to be second best because second best is all he had ever been. He would not be second in the one thing he was meant to be the king of. He hurt Kevin out of jealousy, and was beaten to an inch of his life for it.

Yes. He grew up sheltered. Riko was groomed to be a star by Tetsuji. He was groomed and exploited for money by the only person who had ever looked at him and seen something. He lost his mother. His father didn't care about him. He had nobody. He lived underground in the nest for most of his life and played exy every single day for most of his childhood. He probably had no friends his own age until Kevin came along. There was nobody who understood what Riko was going through.

Yes. Riko hurt Andrew. He had Andrew hurt as another power trip. It was to show he had great power and could do what he wanted with it. He had no boundaries. Throughout the series, Riko is shown to be insecure. He craves power and acknowledgement and wants to prove he has a place in the mafia family next to his brother.

Yes. Riko is more complex than a simple villain. He is self-destructive and works to the bone to try and be worth something. He uses anger to cover up his blatant abandonment issues. He is never and will never be enough. And if he can't be enough, then nobody else can. Nobody can take his place.

He is scared of Kevin, frightened of Neil, terrified of Andrew. He is constantly trying to stop his precarious tower from tumbling in the only way he knows how.

If all his mistakes were punished with pain, disappointment and anger, how can he know any different? He doesn't know the world really and hasn't experienced it outside his little box of stardom. He doesn't know what is 'normal.' For him, failing means getting beaten. Failure means losing his status. Failing means falling from power. It always has.

No. Just because Riko was abused and groomed does not mean that his abusive behaviours were justified. He chose to become an abuser, despite everything he had suffered.

No. He wasn't born evil. He is horrible - don't get me wrong - but he shouldn't just be cast off as coming out of the womb with horns and a tail. He was shaped by his experiences, negative and positive. We all are.

Riko thought beating people into submission would show his power and prove his worth to his family. In the end, it resulted in his downfall.

#Riko discourse on tl again...time for my unasked-for opinion. #aftg #all for the game #edgar allen ravens #riko moriyama #the foxhole court #aftg riko #ichirou moriyama #kengo moriyama #the nest #andrew minyard #kevin day #jean moreau

[bisexualchaosdemon]

Do you think Jean is sex repulsed as a result of his trauma? The way he’s actively trying to repress his feelings of attraction to people is giving sex repulsed

I'll preface this by saying that I am in no way and expert of these things, but I wouldn't say that, no. He clearly experiences sexual attraction, and it's not that he doesn't want to act on it; it's more that he's scared? But would I be me if I didn't provide excessive evidence? No, let's gooooo

(The Sunshine Court, ch.11)

I think it's only fitting to start with Jean's beach party bi panic™️ he refers to his attraction to Laila as inappropriate and his attraction to Jeremy as dangerous. He's not disgusted by it, though? He just doesn't seem to think he's allowed to feel that way. He seems more frustrated than anything, I think. He's giving 'why is everyone fucking hot?!' vibes, like he thinks it's cruel because he thinks he's not allowed to do anything about it?

I do think that it's interesting that he doesn't deny it when confronted about it, though. Like, Jeremy straight up (no pun intended) calls him out on his very poorly concealed sexuality and he didn't bother to even try lying.

(The Sunshine Court, Ch.12)

Jean being unable to lie to Jeremy is a common theme, which I could rant about separately, but Jean caring more about Lucas insulting Jeremy's integrity than his friends knowing he's bi doesn't scream disgust or aversion to me. In fact, I may go as far as to say that this suggests that he isn't trying all that hard to repress his sexuality in the first place.

Jumping onto the next chapter, we've got some more of Jean's idea of what he is 'allowed' and him actively testing that boundary, just a tiny bit.

(The Sunshine Court, Ch.13)

Jean-Yves, my precious baby boy, you are allowed to feel how you feel! Personally, this isn't giving me sex repulsed vibes either, though. Yet again, this isn't about what he wants, it's about what he is allowed (Riko, I hope you are burning in hell 💕).

But even with the belief that he isn't allowed to be attracted to Jeremy, Jean still dips his toe in, just the tiniest bit. I'm hoping this is a taste of what's to come, and Jean will feel more able to try things as Jeremy continues to prove that their attraction to each other isn't inherently unsafe. The fact that he's testing it at all, and that he seems happy with the outcome, suggests to me that he may be open to trying things once he feels safe.

For my final point, we're sticking with chapter 13 for sex toy gate!

It might just be me, but this reaction doesn't give 'sex repulsed'. It's giving kid being teased by his friend or mortified by their older sibling. It's iconic, it's hilarious, he's a blushy little boy. I really hope that we see something more about this in tsc2. I think that, once he is done dying of embarrassment, Laila's thinking might not be too far off.

Riko is dead, Tetsuji is gone, Jean isn't imprisoned in the Nest anymore. He is free and safe to explore his sexuality and I think/hope we will get to see Jean realise this in the future. It has the potential to be really beautiful.

#it's late idk if this is at all coherent sorry #tsc spoilers #jean moreau #bi jean moreau #tsc #the sunshine court #all for the game #aftg

[vrisrezis]

Guys this is au where suguru isn’t insane cuz in my mind he deserves eternal happiness and to be surrounded by people that love him and to live a long life and- yea anyways basically au where that didn’t happen and kuroi and Riko r actually fine

Also reader is considered to be on equal footing with geto and gojo, fellow “strongest” if you will :p

Also this was originally short hcs on how geto woos his stoic crush but I got carried away

Not proof read made this at like 3 am alr I’m so tired and sick and insane and this is probably terrible

I am under the believe suguru doesn’t even have to try to woo you, no matter how cold blooded and closed off you can be. Suguru is such a sweet man that it’s hard not to fall in love. No matter how much you try to reject it, it will happen one way or another. That doesn’t mean he knows it, but he will still have that power over you regardless. He has such a sickly sweet laugh, it’s impossible to not stare and admire. It’s impossible to not make your heart race, to not feel that sudden heat on your cheeks that thankfully isn’t noticeable. His genuine smile has you on cloud nine, but your favorite is when he shyly looks away from your hard gaze that never softens, despite how the male makes you feel deep within your very soul. The world will never know how bad you have it for him. Suguru is rather closed off about his affections towards you himself, though not nearly as much. Besides he makes it pretty obvious to you anyway, as you are somebody who has mastered the art of hiding how you truly feel. It’s in your blood to read through any facade, especially somebody you pay such close attention to.

Suguru, at first, is overly polite with a shy smile. The attempts in becoming a friend are certainly there, but he’s not as bold as his best friend is, so it’s a rather slow progression. And honestly, without gojos help, he wouldn’t have been able to form such a close bond with you over time thanks to how extroverted the white haired male can be. Regardless, over time as he grows more comfortable with being your friend, he teases you, he even shows subtle ways of being affectionate, typically through casual, physical touch. A hand or elbow on your shoulder, fixing your hair, etc. though he could be bolder, your general personality drives him away from closer and more intimate touches. He still gets rather shy around you, and when you grow comfortable enough to be in close proximity of him, his cheeks get all red. Which you secretly think is adorable. His general shyness around you indicates his affections towards you as well, he’s constantly left wondering if you can just feel how much his heart constantly pounds around you. Or if you feel his gaze on you during class. He wonders if you appreciate his kind gestures, constantly trying to take you out and buy you food or simply buying you things you’ve learnt to open up to him about enjoying. He wonders if you know how grateful he is and how special he feels, knowing you of all people trust him with things you wouldn’t trust just anybody with, even if it’s something as small as admitting to the games you like playing.

You’re both smitten for eachother, one way or the other. You’re not completely clueless to it like he is, but you’re scared. You’re scared of vulnerability, you’re scared to love another human being. Because that means admitting to weakness. It means admitting that you’ve let another person get the best of you, when you’ve worked you’re entire life trying to be as strong as you possibly could be, to not let a single person in, to only be able to rely on yourself, because you’re the only one that’s trustworthy, letting people in gets you hurt, leaves you broken. All that time, building up those walls, all the pain and abuse and torture you went through, was all broken by some pretty boy in the matter of seconds. And for some god damn reason you welcomed it with open arms. And for some god damn reason, you don’t regret it. You feel the happiest you ever felt. It’s strange, cause before him you think you didn’t even know what happiness really felt like. All you knew was pain, all you knew was people would hurt you if you got too close. A part of you thinks, you were happy because you finally learnt how to love another, and you finally learnt what it felt like to have another love you. You know he loves you for you, not in spite of you. But a part of you, just can’t believe it was so easy, so effortless. Not only to love him, but to be loved. You chased endlessly after your family, to pay attention and to give a damn and for them to show some sign they cared. The day never came. But now you know, that love isn’t something you should bend yourself over backwards for. Love isn’t forced, it is natural. And yet, you felt yourself trying to go back to your old ways, in fear of history repeating itself.

You tried pushing him away, again. After everything that happened with toji, you realized you could lose geto in an entirely new way and you were not willing to go through that again. You needed him away from you, out of your life. You needed to focus on being a jujutsu sorcerer, that was what was most important.

You were exhausted. And it’s no question why.

Once again you are training at a rather late hour, something you seem to have been doing nonstop since you “failed” to deal with toji in time before your two boys nearly died in the process. You were always very hard on yourself for things like these, one of the few things you were pretty open about was your personal failures. Doesn’t matter to you that you were stabbed in the stomach, that you shouldn’t be training, you didn’t care. Things like this never stopped you, why should it now? Besides, you’ve been through worse.

Suguru had tried countless times to get you to stop, this included gojo and even shoko, too. But you didn’t listen. You never listened to them anyway.

But the moment he sees this going on for officially five days straight, he’s had enough.

“Still at it, huh?” he says, but you don’t even bother to stop and look at him. It’s become routine at this point for him to come and try to get you out of this motion you’ve been stuck in. Besides that, you’ve been trying to keep him at arms length. You don’t bother saying anything, putting both your fists out to have your hands let out a particularly smaller fire than what you normally would’ve made. You stop for a brief moment, huffing at the lack of results.

“Maybe some sleep will do you good?” he suggests, but you don’t bother to look at him as you continue your training, seemingly ignoring him. He lets out a sigh, suguru is not one to be stern with you. Out of the two of you, you’re the one that does the scolding, though it’s typically towards gojo, it’s been towards the raven haired male on several occasions, due to his overconfidence in a lot of the situations he’s constantly being put in.

“Don’t push everyone away, y/n.” he says, his voice being the most stable you’ve ever heard it. His voice is firm, rigid, even. “Don’t push me away.”

There’s a moment where you stop, a brief moment, but it’s enough for him to quickly put a hand on your shoulder. You look down, your back facing him. Your hands are clenched in fists in a feeble attempt to make yourself seem strong, to make yourself seem unfazed, unavailable. You don’t need anyone. You don’t need him, either. Why have you suddenly convinced yourself you do? You’ve lived your entire life without him. Why does it suddenly feel like you need him? It’s not fair.

You grit your teeth, but you finally allow him to turn you around.

He finally gets a real good look at you, for the first time in a couple days. He noticed you were losing weight, sleep too, but he didn’t think it got this bad. He lets out a guilty sigh at the pure sight of you, and you hate how it sounds. Like he’s pitying you. But honestly, how can you blame him? You are a pitiful sight. It’s a disgrace to consider yourself one of the strongest.

“Whens the last time you ate?” he finally manages to ask you, “slept?” his voice is laced with concern, but you don’t meet his worried gaze. “Who knows..” you shrug, stuffing your hands in your pockets. “Are you done worrying about me, cuz I have shit to do.” you say, in your usual nonchalant manner. Trying to pull off this facade this late has you exhausted.

You two haven’t been very intimate with one another, but suguru finds his soft hand on your cheek anyway, causing you to look up at the male in front of you. He strokes your cheek with his thumb, “don’t hide from me, please?” he says, “this has been hard for me and satoru too but… even we are learning that we’re okay, what’s got you so messed up over this?”

You look up at him, you don’t push himself way anymore. You accept him with open arms.

“I feel like I failed you all.” you admit. “I feel as though there’s something I could’ve done. The mistakes I made on that mission nearly cost kuroi and rikos lives, I wasn’t good enough. I cannot forgive myself for that.”

He pulls his hand away from your face, you almost want to glare at him for the lack of touch, but he grabs your hands instead. “Jeez..” he says, sounding pretty tired himself. “You’re always too hard on yourself y/n. It was me that practically failed to protect them, you’re the one that saved them, you know. And, if it weren’t for you, that fushiguro wouldn’t even be dead right now. If you’re really beating yourself up over that, please don’t.”

You sigh, looks away from him, “I just don’t … want to fail again. More than anything I don’t want to lose anyone else.”

Suguru seems to take in your words, as if something was finally clicking with him.

“Is that why you’ve been avoiding me?” he asks, and you almost want to cringe at his words. You quietly nod.

“Y/n, Cmon. You could never lose me. One of the strongest, remember?” he says, a soft smile peaking through, but you shake your head, taking your arms away from his. He frowns, seeing you retract again. “Yeah well, I almost did. I almost wasn’t enough to stop you from dying. I was almost the reason you died.” you say, and honestly it’s the first time since you were a young child you let anger drip from your voice. He almost hates it’s directed towards him. But a part of him knows he need to let it out somehow, someway, after everything you seem to constantly bottle up.

“There was a time in my life I had nothing, suguru. And now I have everything. I have you. I am not willing to lose that. Anytime I form a connection with anyone, I lose them. That cannot happen to me again.”

You feel arms wrap around you. It’s sudden, “tch- do you not listen to me when I talk? Yknow, I should really kill you.” you threaten, but as his hand comes in contact with the back of your head to stroke your hair, you fall silent. “I love you.” he admits, quietly.

“I don’t care how you feel about me,” he continued, “but no matter what, I want to be there for you. You won’t lose me, you know? I’ll always come back to you. Cause my love for you is so strong, it’s enough for me to change fate itself, to escape even the clutches of death. I love you so much, I would do absolutely anything to make sure you wouldn’t lose me. It’s okay to let me in, fully and unapologetically.”

“I’ll make sure you don’t regret opening up to me.”

It takes you a minute, but you finally allow him in. You wrap your arms around him, you let yourself cry for the first time since you were a child, for the first time in front of anyone since you were an infant, you allow yourself to finally grieve, to cry, to feel.

And you welcome it, with open arms.

#geto x reader #geto x you #geto x y/n #suguru x reader #suguru x you #suguru x y/n #suguru geto x reader #getou x reader #getou x y/n #getou x you #suguru getou x reader #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

[gojoscalico]

Turn Back Time || f i v e

Summary: You were never sure when it started to fall apart but it did. 10 Years later and now you're facing him again. Will it reignite the feelings you both once had for one another? Or will you both end up walking away from each other once again? Word Count: 2004 A/N: I know the last chapter was so confusing but just trust the process!! Hahah! Also I am thinking of posting on Mon-Wed! But please enjoy this chapter and let me know if you would like to be added into the tag list for this story! Tags: @coffee-on-a-rainyautumn @thefictionalcharacterssimp @picievi @tqd4455

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“Where’s Y/N?” Satoru glared at Suguru as he sat up from the hospital bed. “Satoru…just focus on getting better and we can talk about it when you get better.” Satoru looked around to find that Riko was in the corner of the room with her eyes closed. He sighed a bit in relief, he was glad that he was able to complete his personal mission of saving Riko from becoming Tengen’s sacrifice. He knew that there was going to be a fight with the elders of the clans and maybe even a fight with Tengen. But if she was born to be a sacrifice doesn’t that mean they can just choose someone else? “So you’re finally awake?” Satoru nodded as he winced a little in pain. “And you’re still alive?” She chuckled a little bit, “Thanks to you and Geto…” 

“And Y/N. Where is she anyways?” Suguru sighed as he grabbed Riko. He has to tell him. He wanted to wait until he was a little better but he was going to find out eventually. Might as well find out now so he can't do anything since he doesn't have the energy left to do anything, “Riko why don’t you go wait outside? I need to talk to Satoru alone.” She nodded as she left the room leaving an awkward silence between Satoru and Suguru. All that could be heard was Suguru shutting the door behind Riko. The silence made Satoru nervous, he felt his heart beating faster. Trying to remember in what condition she was in before he came into the room to help fight Toji. He couldn't remember. His head had sent him into the worst place possible. She has to be okay. “You’re scaring me.” Suguru sat down on the chair by his bed and took a deep breath, “She’s gone…” Satoru’s whole world stopped as he felt a mix of rage and grief take over his body, “No…She was–”

“No, she left. She’s not dead. She left.” Suguru had forgotten for a second that Satoru hadn't seen her yet since the fight with Toji of course he would think she was dead. Satoru laughed away the anxiety that filled his body, “She’s okay then… when is she coming back?” He watched Suguru’s stoic face, “She’s…I don’t think she is.” Satoru laughed thinking that it was a joke and Y/N would rush through the door crying and hugging him because she thought he had died but he waited and no one bursted through the doors. “What are you…”

“After Shoko healed her she was summoned by Principal Yaga and then she started packing for a mission. But she packed all her stuff that meant something to her…things she wouldn’t normally bring with her because she was afraid to lose it.” Satoru was shocked; he sat there in silence trying to put things together. Trying to figure out why you would leave so suddenly with no explanation. Why you wouldn’t even wait till he woke up, if not to say goodbye but to at least tell him why you were suddenly leaving. “Get out.” Suguru nodded as he quietly got up from the chair. He knew what Satoru needed right now wasn't a friend but to be left alone.

Weeks have passed since you left the school. There was no news of you anywhere. It was as though you had vanished into thin air. Satoru did his own investigation trying to find some reason behind your decision. But the only thing he had heard happened before you left was that his clan and Yaga had talked to you after the Riko assignment. “Satoru, are you listening?” He shook his head, “Sorry. I was trying to ignore the bullshit coming out of your mouth.” He watched as a representative of the Zen’in clan scoffed at his remark. “You know your hubris will be your downfall, Riko is a sacrifice to strengthen Tengen-sama that's what she was born for so she has to be sacrificed.” Satoru, distinctly pissed off at the remark of the elder, got up and laughed maniacally in his face. He tried everything within him to not kill him. He was weak. A simple punch was all it took for Satoru but he didn't because all he can hear in the back of his head was your voice asking him if it would be worth it. After calming down a little he glared at the elder, “She’s a child, she has the right to choose whether she wants to live or not.” 

“Really funny coming from a kid himself, did you fall in love with her or something?” Satoru scoffed pausing before he replied to the question. The only way he can think of right now to save Riko and to keep her from being sacrificed was keeping her by his side. “That’s right… and if you touch her you’d have to go through me and through the Gojo clan. Is that a battle you’re willing to fight?” Flabbergasted, the elder couldn’t say anything back. Satoru turned his head to the head of the Gojo clan. He was quiet and he sat there with his eyes closed listening to the conversation unfold. He suddenly opened his eyes looking straight into Satoru’s eyes. He meant it as a way to intimidate his clearly superior grandson but he didn't flinch. Dissatisfied he turned to the Zen'in elder who flinched at his gaze, “If my grandson is so sure of the way he feels about the young girl and she agrees to marry him then that makes her family. Which means you can’t touch her unless you have a death wish.” 

“Tsk.” The Zen'in elder scoffed as he got up and left the room. Satoru won this fight but now he has to somehow explain to Riko that until he finds a way to stop them from coming after her as a sacrifice they are bound together. He watched as the head of the clan smirked. He knew Satoru was lying. But he didn’t care if it meant he could have him forget about that low-born sorcerer he had fallen for. 

“Riko…what are you doing here?” Satoru asked as he glimpsed back at him to watch you walking away. Fuck. “The clan told me that the school was attacked and I had to make sure that you guys were okay…how’s Suguru?” Satoru sighed, “He’s fine. But now I am in a pickle because of what just happened.” Riko looked down at her shoes,”Sorry…I didn’t know who could be watching and it would just look weird if I didn’t run up to you like that…don’t you think you can explain everything to Y/N?” Satoru sighed as she ran towards Suguru. “I hope so…”

It's been a week since the incident but for some reason you were all still in Tokyo. You have been trying to avoid Satoru especially now that you knew that he was in an approved relationship with Riko. Your heart would hurt every time you thought about what made Riko good enough for Satoru but somehow to his clan you were an eyesore. Avoiding them was a little harder than you had originally thought because apparently Riko was a teacher at the high school too. And for some weird reason she had been looking for you everywhere. But you weren’t ready to meet them. Just thinking about Satoru holding her in his arms made your stomach turn. Afraid that when you would somehow run into him or into Riko you would burst into tears you decided to lock yourself in a hotel room you had gotten for yourself for three days. You spent most of those days crying or watching tv while crying or eating while crying. Whatever it was you were doing you were doing it while crying. You took a look in the mirror in the bathroom. Your eyes were red and poofy. Sighing, you washed your face with cold water wiping it dry with a clean towel from the rack in the bathroom before checking your phone; thirty-five missed calls from Hime and hundreds of texts all from just today. She was worried, after all you did what you did best when handed a difficult situation. You ran. You flopped yourself onto your bed groaning into the pillow. “Ahhhh…Why are you so stupid? Of course he was gonna move on, it's been a decade.” You sat up sighing as you dialed Hime’s number before placing the phone on your ear.

“Oh my god! You’re alive! Where are you?” You sighed, “Hime I’m fine…I’m at a hotel. I needed to uh…unwind?” You heard her laugh from the other end of the phone, “Was that a question or?” You sighed again, “I’m not sure but meet me at X Cafe in like half an hour.” Before hearing a reply you hung up, throwing yourself off the bed and back into the bathroom. You put some makeup on to hide the redness around your eyes, you didn’t want her asking any questions because you were supposed to no longer be in love with Gojo Satoru. So why should seeing him with another girl hurt you as much as it did now. You knew he wasn’t gonna be in love with you forever. Feelings fade, especially love, you knew that.

You walked to the cafe. You wanted to enjoy the Tokyo scenery before you went back to Kyoto. You didn’t want to admit it but you missed the way the streets are always bustling with people. It reminded you of the days when Satoru was afraid of losing you in the crowd and he would hold your hand and put it in his pocket. You remembered the first time he had done this the both of you weren’t dating yet and you were so sure it was the first time you felt your heart skip a beat. You laughed because you recollected the conversation with Shoko that ensued after that, you were so certain that you had caught a disease of some sort. “Arrived at your destination, X Cafe.” You paused as you turned your head to the left. You tried looking in from the outside to try and see if Hime had arrived but the windows were tinted a dark color which made it a little difficult so you just pulled the door open.

“Y/N!” You turned your head to the left of the restaurant and smiled waving as you walked towards one of the tables by the window of the cafe. You faltered as you suddenly became aware that she wasn’t alone. Fuck. Sitting at the same table as her was the trio and Riko. You glared at Hime who averted your gaze, “Hime…I see you brought other friends.” Hime laughed nervously, ‘Ha...Ha…Did I not mention this in any of my ten thousand messages.” You sighed because she probably had but you didn't bother reading the text messages. Satoru clearly saw the anger written on your face. He knew there was no way you wanted to see him. I mean he confessed to you while being in a ‘relationship’ he knew that his actions may have seemed unfair to you. “We really just needed to explain the situation to you since you kept avoiding us and we couldn't get a hold of you...” You nodded as you took a seat next to Suguru. 

“Okay I’m here now…let’s talk. I have a lot I also need to tell you. And I honestly thought that I would have a little more time to gather my thoughts but since I’m ambushed I’ll have to wing it.” Satoru nodded, “Okay fair enough…to move past whatever happened between us ten years ago we need to talk about it.” You agreed as you looked down at the drink in front of you and took a sip. Satoru watched you drink the tea and he smiled, “I’m glad I still know your preferences.” You felt your cheeks burn red. Damn it.

#jjk x reader #gojo satoru #jjk #jjk angst #jjk fluff #jjk smut #jjk shoko #jujutsu geto #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen angst #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk gojo #satoru gojo #jjk fanfic #gojo smut #gojo fluff #gojo angst #utahime iori #shoko ieiri #geto suguru #riko amanai #gojou satoru x reader

[kiwiaok]

aftg is eating up my brain so badly, I have a constant stream of ideas and I’m shit at actually writing them but I need to get them out of my system bc it’s suffocating, so:

• an au where king and sir turn out to be shapeshifters so andreil magically acquire two spoiled kids

• andreil saying to each other ‘IU’ instead of ‘I hate you’ or ‘I love you’ or anything else. they use it in every kind of situation bc it’s the testament of how much they feel about each other and that’s more important to them than anything else. they’re fighting? IU (I hate you, I’m scared for you, I’m scared of how much power you have over me, I still want you to stay) they’re having sex? IU (I trust you, I love you, I’m going to take care of you, I’ll make you feel good) they’re breaking down? IU (I’ve got you, I’m here, I’m going to stay, I’m going to help best I can)

• a fic where neil dies in baltimore and we see the aftermath told from his perspective as a ghost: introspection, character study, cannibalism, polaroids, inspired by strangers by ethel cain:

• neil taking great pleasure in buying andrew expensive things and seeing him use them, not out of possessiveness but bc he truly just wants andrew to be happy and taken care of. and andrew learning to accept those gifts bc neil never wants anything in return, not even gratitude

• neil getting drugged at eden’s by some stranger and proceeding to glue himself to andrew’s side. the next day andrew is frustrated by that show of trust and he asks how neil could know that it wasn’t him doing the drugging. to which neil replies that he didn’t know that, but he knew that andrew wouldn’t drug him or let anyone touch him without a good reason. so it was okay, he just needed to trust andrew’s judgement and stick by him. and then andrew realising just how much faith neil has in him and having a breakdown about it

• after neil’s bad days, andrew spoons neil and keeps his hand wrapped around neil’s throat while they’re sleeping. it makes neil feel safe and grounded and makes andrew drunk on trust and control (bonus scene: foxes witnessing this one day and completely failing at understanding their dynamic)

• neil getting into a habit of spitting after his time at the nest bc riko used to spit into his mouth and make him swallow it as a power play. whenever neil remembers it the thought of any spit in his mouth, even his own, makes him sick. so he spits

• whenever aaron is on the edge of relapsing instead of telling anyone he just trails after andrew 24/7 bc he knows his brother won’t let him destroy his life

• tlou au where andrew is traveling the world in search of his twin brother and he’s hired to transport neil somewhere. meanwhile, they fall in love with each other and they find out andrew was supposed to deliver neil into his father’s hands (andrew promised neil safety and he refuses to break his promise so this becomes the first job andrew ever failed)

• andreil breaking up and neil desperately trying to prove to himself that he can move on so he takes the page from andrew’s books and starts sleeping around, but he only succeeds in hurting himself and feeling miserable (they get back in the end bc I need them to be happy)

• OH MY GOD HORNY KANDREIL CLASSICAL MUSIC AU!! kevin (and neil?) playing violin and drew being freakishly good at playing every instrument he ever touches but especially the piano. kev giving a performance and andreil sitting in the first row, neil getting a hard on bc kevin looks so good in his suit, with slightly greying hair combed back and passion burning in his eyes. andrew discretely edging him on, palming neil’s dick through the fancy suit’s material and keeping eye contact with kevin the whole time

AND SO MUCH MORE AAAAAA. this is insufferable, I’m writing fics in my head to fall asleep and then I’m waking up literally quoting aftg (genuinely happened last week, I felt like a lunatic) and then I’m going to uni and I spend every lecture thinking about how I can use my degree to better write about those stupid murderous college athletes. what kind of crack did you put in this series, nora?????

#aftg #all for the game #the foxhole court #andreil #neil josten #andrew minyard #fanfiction #ao3 #aftg trilogy #kandreil #kiwiaok

[yatsurinamikaze]

Ch 3. Feel it Still.

Summary > One > Two > Three > Four

Aomine Daiki x Reader [MDNI]

Aomine groans as he wakes up, stretching his arms, Well no practice at least. He rubs and squints his eyes as he sees a tail wagging at the edge of his bed. Wha- “I was wondering you could take care of Tetsuya 2 since you won’t be playing for a couple of days.” Kuroko talks calmly, looking up at him in anticipation. “Yeah sure.”

The bell goes off in Aomine’s head, Wait a second. His brain short circuits, as he looks between Kuroko and Tetsuya 2 subsequently. ”What-how- WHEN DID YOU GET IN.”

Kuroko just smiles and puts Tetsuya 2 on Aomine’s lap. “Thank you.” Momoi speaks from the other end of the room,”Riko said you should still be there.”“ Aomine short circuits again, “You are here too?!!”

Momoi giggles as Aomine grumbles, “Remind me to change my locks.”

“You will be there right?” Momoi Satsuki, who is the chief analyst of the Basketball Association, studies his expression tilting her head. Normally Aomine would have skipped, since what’s the point of going if you can’t play ball but your pretty face pops into his head and he responds, “Yeah, whatever.” As he scratches the back of his neck.

To his dismay, you don’t show up at the practice, something about recovering from jetlag and sleeping in late. To his further dismay, he was now the errand boy for the group.

“Hey Mine-chin, can you get some fruit chuppets for me? Im not feeling it without ‘em today. And since you’re not doing anything..” Murasakibara trails off in his usual jarring tone. “And if you’re getting those, can you also get some Sparkling Water, Aominechhi?” Kise peeps from behind Murasakibara. Aomine gives them the death stare and soon, there’s a list of errands he has to run for everyone.

He groans and starts dragging his feet to the supermarket along with Tetsuya 2. Upon paying for all the things he just bought, his phone dings. “Can you get my knee pads? - My apartment is on the way. The door code is 458902” - Kagami. Great. Him too. He rolls his eyes. Just keeps getting worse this day.

He starts making his way with the little pup following him enthusiastically.

Meanwhile, at your place, you step out of the cold shower with a towel wrapped around yourself, the ends of your hair still dripping wet. You finally feel better from sleeping in late and taking the cold shower. You blast music on max volume, Feel it Still playing as you rock along the beat.

You start grooving to the music, your feet and body moves animatedly pretending to be a sexy dancer. You bend down and pick up your panties from your suitcase, you get up sexily with your hips moving in circular motion, you do a final hairlip as you get up.

You flip around to your make-believe audience, with your left hand on your waist and right hand raised holding your panties. You scream in shock as you see the same blue-haired male standing in front of you, same shock etched on his face, his mouth open in bewilderment.

Your mind is racing like the wind and face is getting red in embarrassment. You watch him slowly close his mouth and gulp. You both look at each other in stupor, unable to form words.

As the music dies down, the silence pierces through the room, breaking the stupor. Your eyebrows start scrunching up in anger, and he takes it as a queue to look away from you, you can see a red hue forming on his cheeks. You fold your arms, “What the hell are you doing here?”

“I uh-“ Before he could finish, he’s interrupted by a loud shriek, he looks back at you only to find you on top of the coffee table pointing at Tetsuya 2, “What the hell is that?” You notice the little pup and start freaking out, you have never been a dog person, and are scared shitless of them.

Tetsuya 2 on the other hand just wags his tail and pounces around the coffee table trying to get to you. Aomine starts laughing looking at the scene in front of him, his eyes forming tears.

“What the hell are you laughing at” You scream as you jump from one couch to the other. “Take it back!!”

At this point Tetsuya 2 manages to jump on your couch. Shrieking, you jump from that couch to the one near Aomine, but right before your take off, Tetsuya 2 bites down on your towel.

Aomine’s eyes become wide as you jump onto him, completely naked, shrieking and putting your arms around him, his basketball reflexes catching you bridal style. He freezes as he looks down at you, naked, drenched, and in his arms. Your hair dripping water onto your soft body. You are breathing hard, your eyes are closed in fear.

Aomine chuckles and commands Tetsuya 2, “Hey 2, sit.”

You open one eye and see the pup sitting down, wagging his tail, no longer jumping on you.

You sigh in relief and look up at Aomine, still in his hold, and then back to your body. You shriek watching yourself completely naked and get off Aomine in a hurry. “S-stop looking!”

Aomine turns around trying to control his laughter, he walks to the pup taking the towel clutched between the pup’s teeth and handing it you, with his back still turned towards you. You quickly take it and wrap it around yourself. He picks up Tetsuya 2 in his hands.

“And what exactly are you doing here?” You walk back to your suitcase. “Don’t look.” You pick up a sweatpant and a loose hoody.

“I came here to get Kagami’s knee pads. He forgot ‘em here.” Aomine states with his back turned to you. You quickly put the clothes on you. “Im done.”

Aomine turns around to look at you, little pup smiling in his hold. “Aomine Daiki”

“Y/n L/n.” You open the drawer and toss the knee pads at Aomine.

He catches ‘em,”Nice to meet ya.” He says with a shit-eating grin.

“Yeah, whatever. Close the door on your way out.” You speak calmly, trying to act cool, as if nothing happened.

He walks towards the door, when he turns around, “Im uh-..Im sorry about the..whole thing”

“Cool.” You shrug looking away.

The door clicks as he exits.

“Ughhhhh” You groan loudly and lie face down on the couch, burying your face in the pillow. You’re embarrassed as hell, and start screaming into the pillow, “The fuck! The fuck! The fuck!” You groan once more.

You hear someone clearing their throat, and you look up from the pillow, your eyes blowing out of their sockets. He’s still here. Just kill me already.

“I-uh. I forgot to take the groceries.” He says with the shit-eating grin.

“Just leave.”

He quickly picks up the groceries and winks at you before turning back to open the door.

“And never come back again.”

“Sure thing.” He says while leaving. You can feel him grinning and are staring daggers on his back. The door clicks shut.

You groan, “I hate this life.” And bury your head in the pillow again.

~

Summary > One > Two > Three > Four

Author’s Note:

- I hope it came out as hilarious as I imagined it in my head. :D

- Interaction is my motivation juice. Taglist is open.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu angst #aomine angst #kagami x aomine #aomine smut #aomine x reader #aomine x kagami #aomine daiki #knb aomine #knb smut #knb x reader #knb angst #knb headcanons #knb #kagami x reader #kagami taiga #kise ryota #kise ryota x reader #kise ryouta #murasakibara atsushi #murasakibara x reader #knb murasakibara #riko moriyama #momoi satsuki #kuroko tetsuya #kuroko no basuke #kuroko no basuke x reader #kuroko no basquet #kuroko no basket

[kevinsdsy]

“kevin left evermore as soon as the coast was clear, and it had taken weeks to convince riko and the master jean was innocent and ignorant.”

ii. kevin day’s pov

kevin day held his own broken hand in his right, non-dominant, hand. he couldn't believe what had happened to him. his disbelief when he realised he'd never play exy again was more deafening than the pain in his hand.

i need to get out.

i need to get out of evermore. evermore is not my place.

it was the only thing going through kevin's mind right now and the thought was almost as sickening as the look of his broken and bloodied hand. kevin had always known his place was at evermore with riko by his side and with an exy stick in his hand, but now that riko took the only thing away from kevin that had kept him in this horrible place, he knew this place would be the death of him.

he had to get out of here. he'd grief his broken hand later. for a split second he realised he'd have as much time to grief his broken hand as he’d liked when he was out of this place. he wasn’t gonna be using it anyway.

riko had left him alone with jean. it wouldn't be too long before he'd come back and kevin knew when he did it would most likely be too late for kevin.

iii. jean moreau’s pov

jean moreau watched as kevin was trying his best to push through a panic attack. kevin's face was smeared with tears, but jean doubted kevin even noticed— kevin only had eyes for his broken hand and jean knew riko had gone too far this time.

kevin day was nothing without this sport. it was all kevin had and all kevin truly seemed to care about. jean helplessly stared at kevin. he couldn't fix this. a broken hand wasn't the kind of pain someone could push through to keep playing this sport.

"help me." kevin's voice sounded so small. jean could almost not make out his words through kevin's quiet sobs. but kevin had been there for jean so many times before, he could not turn his back on him now. jean knew he would do anything for the man sitting in front of him, so when kevin begged him for more time, jean did as he was told. he promised he would try to get kevin as much time as he could get— he didn't dare to promise him as much time as kevin needed though. jean didn't think that time would ever come and riko definitely wouldn’t let them have it, anyways.

ii. kevin day’s pov

it did cross kevin's mind to take jean with him. he could maybe beg for jean's life and freedom in return for what was taken away from him, but kevin knew jean better than that.

jean would not follow him out there. his place was here at evenmore and when jean found out kevin was planning to leave, he would try to stop him.

"help me." kevin said in french. he didn't recognize his voice, but he didn't care. what was his voice in comparison to the hand they had taken away from him? "i need more time." kevin begged. "i don't want to see him. i can't see him yet." jean didn't have to ask who kevin was talking about. jean would understand he was talking about riko.

jean didn't ask any questions in return. he didn't give kevin any reassuring words either. they both knew it would not make a difference. jean gave kevin a small nod and left the room. kevin took a few seconds to mourn his broken hand and then he got up.

they had given both riko and kevin a car in his freshman year. it was a stupid mistake they had made— a mistake they probably would regret when they realised it would be kevin’s way out of this place. kevin never had much use for his car since ravens weren't supposed to leave the nest anyways, but he was glad for it now.

kevin could barely recall his steps, but he didn't dare to look back. all he needed right now was to get this one task done. get to his car and drive.

he was scared if he'd turn around now he would stand face to face with riko again. riko would look at him with an amused face if he found out kevin tried to escape. kevin’s punishment in return would be beyond anything he could imagine— but then he remembered the broken hand, fought the urge to throw up, and he knew it wouldn't have mattered anyway.

he found his black car. it didn't have enough fuel to make it far enough to be safe from the nest, but it would be enough to get him to a gas station. he started the engine and left.

iii. jean moreau’s pov

jean could feel new bruises form on his body. the master was watching as riko tried to get the truth out of jean.

jean had given him the truth. he didn’t know where kevin was. he didn’t know kevin would leave. if he had known, he would have stopped him. but riko didn’t seem to like this version of the truth.

jean was tired and in so much pain, but even the pain couldn't have made him forget that kevin had damned him to this place. he was truly all alone now.

"why would you tell me to give kevin time if you didn't know he'd leave?" riko scoffed in japanese. jean looked up at him and it took all effort to remember the right language.

"he told me he wanted to be alone." riko begged in a desperate attempt to proof his innocence yet again. "you broke his hand." jean knew it was a fact, but riko could hear the silent accusation in his words.

you were an accomplice in kevin's crime. you made him leave.

"enough." the master's voice carried through the whole room. riko was holding jean up by his shirt, but even jean could feel the quick stiffen in riko's grip.

it took jean all the effort he could muster to look at the master, but the master looked bored of jean's abuse.

jean expected another accusation to his name or maybe a sentence for the unjust crime he hadn't committed, but instead the master left the room. it was possible his phone had rung in the process, because he had switched from japanese to english and was talking to himself while leaving the room.

jean wouldn't know. he was left alone with riko again. he was forced to fight against the pain like he had done many times before. he silently wished when he’d wake up, kevin would still be among the ravens.

#i truly haven’t written in so long #but sometimes i miss my fanficton/wattpad era #also if this is sloppy you can blame it on me not having written properly in so long okay #all for the game #aftg #kevin day #jean moreau #kevjean #kevin & jean #au #writing #prompt #fanfiction #oneshot #one shot #alternate universe

[exstasyplague]

My analysis/view on SatoSugu ☆

Some disclaimers: I am a fanfic author and I do personally ship the two yet I will try to keep my thoughts as objective as possible for the sake of this post. I will include my perosnal points of view as well but 'll keep them separated from the "canon facts." Contains manga spoilers.

Are they gay?

This is a funny question yet it's the best way to start in my opinion. Short answer: they don't fit inside a label. I think the best word to describe their bond is intimate. Emotionally, it's at a place in the middle of love and appreciation and I don't think this balance is constant, sometimes it might have leaned more to one side, sometimes more to another. From an emotional point of view, they could very well be in a platonic situation.

The physical aspect is not a detrimental side for either of them in regards to one another. What makes their connection so special is the fact that it happened before Gojo Satoru became officially the strongest, before he was burdened with so many things. However, he was never free. The beginning of his very existence caused a deep disturbance within the Jujutsu world. For Satoru there was never a childhood, there was never a normal life, only a path of emptiness.

Gege is good at making his characters. Especially the villains/ good guys parallels. Just how Yuji came to the realization that he is Mahito and Mahito is him, the same parallel is drawn between Gojo and Sukuna, only Sukuna is what Gojo would've been without Geto. Both the strongest sorcerers, the difference is that Satoru got surrounded by love and his mentality evolved from "the weak ones are pathetic, I don't want to look after them" to "I will push everybody up along with me through teaching and have pupils even stronger than me, allies."

Back in highschool, Gojo was young and somewhat arrogant. His power was like a blanket for him; despite not understanding Geto's philosophical things and not agreeing with them, Gojo also, unintentionally, gave a meaning to the things happening to him "I am the strongest."

Even in the current ongoing fight (Sukuna vs Goatjo), the panels sometimes speak about love, but not in the way we would normally think; it's about the feelings of the strongest, different from the perception of average folks like us. Nurture vs Destruction.

Gojo had the power of being evil without any repercussions. Being the strongest, nothing could hurt him. He always showed his compassion towards Riko through small gestures, such as staying more at the beach, teasing her etc. Him wanting to go on a killing rampage under the pretext of 'not feeling anything' was Gojo's way of showing his disgust at the fact that hundreds of people were celebrating the death of an innocent girl. Being the strongest didn't matter. She was dead.His conviction shattered. However, he had so much trust in Geto's morality and mentality that he followed his advice. That is the kind of person he was for him. Even in Jjk 0, Suguru said that he didn't think Satoru would have any trust left for him— he did.

The only one who could understand him, speak with him, treat him like a human. His one and only. Gojo liked the fact that they were the strongest together because he also had someone to lean on.

In the manga, Naoya, the head of a powerful branch of the Zen'in clan talks about Toji. He said that as a child, he expected him to be a miserable man since he had 0 cursed energy yet when he saw how powerful and proud he was he got scared of him. He mentions that the only one being able to understand Toji was Gojo.

Only... Gojo is stronger. Toji couldn't understand him, he called him a monster. He got drowned in petty feelings characteristic to what Sukuna would call weakness and got himself killed.

Gege also mentioned in an interview that he wanted to give his characters abilities similar to Bankai (Gege legit started making manga because of Bleach, what a God) Bankai is a reflection of the soul in Bleach projected onto the swords of the Shinigami. Same with Domain Expansions in JJK. Gojo's literally repels everybody around him, it's called Infinite Void and it shows the way in which he looks at the world and views himself. Untouchable. Out of reach. An overflow of information.

Even if Bleach is a pretty stereotypical Shonen creation (don't get me wrong, I love it but the plot is pretty basic) when the protag. Ichigo was fighting against the main big powerful villain, Aizen, he said that he could feel Aizen's sword wavering with loneliness. This very concept applies to the powerful peaks of Jujutsu Kaisen. The path of power is lonely. Kenjaku himself said that Gojo is truly in his element when he is fighting on his own, the ones around him can become a liability really quickly. This of course, when it's about fights where he has to put in some efforts. That's why nobody is interfering with his Sukuna duel.

Satoru started being truly alone after Suguru left.

Another waver of his conviction. But this time, not only about not being strong enough. He didn't do enough. Ever since Gojo unlocked his techniques and became powerful, he wasn't allowed to be human anymore. He had to do mission after mission, take over the missions unfinished by others, he was expected to do everything and be the saviour of the Jujutsu World. With Suguru, he was human. Yet, just as Suguru said 'it was a busy summer'. No more space for one another.

Geto was also strong. A special grade. He too became lonely.

For Sugru, having a meaning was fundamental. His cursed technique was a constant reminder of how awful non-sorceres are. He would eat their malice, who tasted like a cloth wiped in puke and shit and whereas he understood Satoru, nobody understood him. He himself said that nobody has any idea just how bad curses taste.

When Itadori was eating Sukuna's fingers in the beginning, he would choke, cough complain a lot. Geto had over 2000 curses. He had exorcised and ingested again and again and again. The only humanity around him was Satoru, his best friend. And that got taken away by the Jujutsu world and he remained alone with his own despair. He went on his own path, feeling useless and misunderstood, still viewing Satoru as a friend but also as a term of comparison. He got left without meaning and so he forged himself a new one. He became really similar to Sukuna, with no regard for the ones beneath him, the monkeys. But also, ironically enough, Suguru stopped being the strongest. He viewed himself as weak. He doomed himself. He wanted to feel necessary— he was desperate. He thought he was saving the Jujutsu world.

They were probably meant for tragedy. And that's the sad part. Satoru would've outgrown him regardless but maybe Suguru wouldn't have chosen such a radical path. Toji's existence, an anomaly, broke the flow of their fate. (approx quote from manga) That's why he is more relevant to the story than people believe. Sure, he is sexy as fuck but Toji is literally the beginning and the end of an era, he is everything.

Gojo's second waver pushed him to become a teacher. He had grown and chose a smart path, preserving the youths, the future; no more mass murder. Suguru remained stagnant with his hatred and eventually died. For him, I'd say his life stoped the moment Riko died. His potential as a sorcerer came to a plateau. Everything came to an end so it was only a matter of time before his body died as well.

Back on Gojo's humanity. The funny thing is that this point was proven by the readers of the manga themselves, lol. When Satoru got sealed, he got shat on hardcore. Like, you can't imagine. Reddit and Discord servers were eating his ass up worse than they do now with Sukuna for using Mahoraga. Gojo got blamed for Nanami and Kugisaki (rip my angels, still praying for Nobara), he got blamed for Sukuna taking over Megumi and probably he blames himself too— what "mistake" did he make? Showing humanity when being met with the corpse of his best friend, his only catalyst, his only balance, the only one to ever make him feel normal and give him his Blue Spring, the most beautiful moments of his life. And Kenjaku knew that Suguru's corpse was the only thing to make Satoru waver. In the manga it's clearly stated that despite more than one minute having passed in his mind, physically he stood still for 6 seconds. Even his most regretfull, sorrowful crisis lasted him an inhumane amount of time.

And Gojo too, was the only thing that caused the remaints of Suguru's soul to attempt strangling Kenjaku. (which he admits has never happened before. and suguru is dead— gojo literally triggered the residues of his soul). That's what I mean by intimate.

Even if the concept of soul is often spoken about, their souls are connected. That's how much they mean for eachother.

Perosnally I find this relationship to be perfectly beautiful as it is, without any flaunt of erotica needed, kudos to Gege. I still enjoy writing angst and smut based on their dynamic tho XD. And I don't agree with the ones calling them straight and being so eager to deny them or resume this deep connection to just friends. Like sure, they are not gay-gay but they are... linked. More than friends, more than family. Gege themself said so when speaking about them. I think it's a very clear statement.

If you like the way I think and view characters, check my fics, lol. Much love <33 exstasyplague on A03.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu analysis #suguru geto analysis #character analysis #satoru gojo analysis #sukuna analysis #satosugu analysis #satosugu #gojo x geto #geto suguru #gojo satoru #jjk manga spoilers #jjkmanga #jjk analysis #analysis essay #satoru x suguru #toji fushiguro #jjk toji #jjk essay #jujutsu kaisen analysis #in depth analysis

[bunnieshoneys]

coanda effect chp21 sneak peek

very long, not too spoilery, and pretty much all ive written so far of this chapter, so here u go!! still no update for the forseeable future :)

November 2022, Monaco

Satoru is sleeping deeply when his phone rings. It takes him a moment to find it through the haze of his vision, still blurred with sleep. Still, the ring shocks him awake, makes him forget where he is for a moment. 

“Hello? Who’s calling?” He grumbles into the reciever, letting his eyes fall closed again and his phone slip through his fingers. He left it on do not disturb, so realistically there’s only a few people it could be, but-

“Hey, I’m thinking about buying a house in Monaco,” Megumi’s voice comes through on the other end of the line, blunt and unaffected as usual. It’s quite the statement to wake up to, that’s for sure. 

“Ah. So when did you decide that?” 

There’s a lengthy pause from Megumi, who rustles something as he moves. “Did you only just wake up? It’s like, two in the afternoon.” 

Satoru scowls. “Some of us are affected by jetlag.” 

“I think you’re just old.” Megumi huffs, “anyway, I saw there was something for sale in your apartment block and I wanted to ask about it,” 

Blinking slowly, Satoru sits up, thinking oh, so we’re still having this conversation now, then. “Uh– yeah. It was– it was Riko’s, though, Megs.” 

The pause is a little comical, honestly. “Ah.” 

“You didn’t know that?” 

“No. I– I don’t tend to keep up with where all the old drivers used to live, to be honest,” Megumi says, and if Satoru didn’t know him any less well, he wouldn’t catch it. The hesitation. 

“I don’t mind,” Satoru says, easy, placating. It’s like coaxing a scared cat out of where they’ve lodged themselves in a trap, or something. “I would prefer you, than a stranger.” 

It’s belonged to a stranger for the last decade, after all. Satoru has always felt something twist inside him, watching the man come and go. Like he shouldn’t be there. It had taken a year to find a buyer for it after she died, and both Suguru and Satoru had refused to be too friendly with the guy. Maybe that’s why he’s finally moving, after all these years. 

“I mean… me? Out of everyone, me?” 

Satoru knows what he means. Fushiguro’s son, the man who killed her. Inheriting something that, for a very brief period of time, was hers. Something that Satoru, back when he was young and stupid, had believed would be hers forever. 

“Megs, you should have it. You’re young and you’re talented, and that place should belong to a racer.” There’s a hum on the other end of the phone, non-committal. Satoru huffs. “Look, I know the guy selling it, I’ll get his number for you, you can call him, or not,” 

“Thanks,” Megumi hums. “Is it nice in there?” 

“I haven’t been there for almost ten years, but– yeah. It was nice. You could see the water from it, I used to be so jealous of her,” 

There’s silence for a moment. Satoru can imagine the way Megumi is chewing on the inside of his cheek, nervous. Unsure. “Why’re you moving, anyway? I thought living in Nice was okay?” 

“It is.” Megumi says, short. Satoru’s ensuing silence must push him to elaborate, “Yuuji asked if I wanted to live with him, and obviously I’m not going to do that because it’s an idiotic idea, but– I want to be closer,” 

Satoru can’t help it– he laughs, full bodied. Megumi protests over the line, and Satoru regrets not hearing it over his own laughter. “God, Megs, I’m proud of you.” 

“Alright, yeah. Thanks.” 

“So, when’s the wedding date?” 

“Oh, shut up.” Megumi snaps, without bite, then, quieter, “It’s not about- um. Nobara is trying to move too. She doesn’t want to live in England anymore, she says. But there’s a lot of contract negotiations, and she can’t say much, but I think she’s gonna say yes to us.” 

“To JTR, you mean? I’m not gonna be there if she is, y’know.” 

“As if it isn’t always gonna be your team,” Megumi says, and Satoru can hear the roll in his eyes, “but– yeah. I wanted it to be us three, together. So.”

Satoru blinks and looks at the ceiling. The three of us, together. “Yeah, the three of you. I’m happy for you,” 

—

Me: [CONTACT ATTACHED]

Me: theres th rl estate guy’s no btw

MEGUMIIII ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ: Thanks. I’ll call him later maybe

MEGUMIIII ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ: I have to go for a run later if you want to join?

Me: ur in monaco? 

MEGUMIIII ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ: Going back home tonight

MEGUMIIII ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ: Just staying with yuuji

Me: got it 

Me: yh ill join

—

Shoko rubs her palms over her face vigorously as she stares down at her wine glass, curled up on Satoru’s sofa. It’s late, dark outside, getting cold. Winter has set in. “Should we be pushing for another minor upgrade?” 

“We have three races left,” Satoru hums, looking back at the TV screen, playing some true crime documentary that he’s long since zoned out of. “I think it’s on me, now.” 

“It’s still our job to give you a car you can win with,” Shoko hums, “the Keicho is pretty even with us now,” 

“You know as well as I do that adding anything this late in the season would be a huge task.” Satoru replies, leaning back against the pillows. “Even if it’s something from next year’s car.” 

Shoko presses her lips together: Satoru has read her mind. She was thinking of pushing something forward, trying to push the boundaries of what is possible. “Satoru.” 

“You don’t think I’m the better driver?” Satoru replies, half-teasing, smiling with one side of his mouth. 

“You are the better driver.” Shoko says, “I don’t doubt that for a second. But he’s– there’s something about him. He’s driving like–” She trails off, tucking her hair behind her ear. 

“Thanks for the compliment.” 

“That’s what you take from that?” 

“I know he’s hungrier than me,” Satoru says, “you don’t have to say it,” 

Shoko curls her upper lip, and turns away. Satoru can only see the curve of her cheek, the set of her jaw. 

Frowning, Satoru slips an arm over her shoulder, pulling her towards him slightly. “What?” 

“I think you’re both just as hungry. Just for different things, and that– it changes things. The DNA of the hunger, it’s different.” 

Satoru stops, stares at her. “Come on, I’m– this is the seventh. There’s no way I’m as hungry for this as I was my first. My first was–” 

He remembers it, the sun, blinding, his head, spinning, Suguru’s arms, soft and safe and warm– “It was like nothing else.” 

“And this is his first,” Shoko hums, “but I think you’re– I think you want this badly enough. Because you want to be finished. With this, with your legacy. And I don’t blame you, and yeah, those things are comparable, but– they’re not the same, of course they aren’t.” 

Satoru grins, lazy, taking in her words, hugging her a little tighter. “You’re so smart, you know that?” 

He shakes her from side to side, and she laughs, but it comes out wet. Satoru immediately hugs her tighter, tries to get a look at her face. Her eyes are wet when she looks at him. “Is it selfish to ask that– for you not to be done?” 

“Shoko-” 

“Because it’s stupid, but in 2014-” she hiccups, “Getou was the same as you, I think. I could tell. In the last two races, he just–” she makes a motion with her hands, miming an aroplane crashing. “He was done. He wanted to be done, but he needed to win to be okay with walking away from the things that were hurting him, and then he just- he disappeared.” 

Satoru’s heart is caught in the spiderweb of everything that’s happened, then and now and inbetween. “I’m not- you know I’d never do that to you.” 

“I know. But it sometimes feels like a tightrope, this whole thing. If we walk away from this– from this sport, I don’t want us to fade into nothing just because we’re not forced together anymore.” 

Satoru lets it breathe, the heaviness of it. The confession, the vulnerability. “You’re not getting rid of me that easily, come on. I’m gonna be annoying on the sidelines every weekend cheering for Megs and Nobara, you know. And Yuuji, even if he beats me.” 

“Not Yuuta?” 

“Everyone. God, I’ll cheer on the team, I’ll cheer on Keicho. Wherever you go, if you go and build a hypercar, I’ll drive it. You know you’re my best friend.” 

Shoko tips her head onto Satoru’s shoulder, punching him in the side weakly. “I know.” 

—

:3

#fic: coanda effect #jjk f1 au #stsg

[greyabditory53]

The whole conversation was absurd, but Rico was testing him.

pt.3 of what ifs, just a short cutout

"Hello?" Renee.

Jean tried not to make a sound. The others had let go of him at Riko's signal and were keeping their distance. He stood slowly and carefully. He only shifted his weight onto one leg. He was sure his leg wasn't broken; after all, they were in the middle of the season.

Rico held his phone in his hand and waited until Jean stood in front of him. Jean couldn't help but look at the floor. "Hello?"

Rico nodded demandingly and held out his phone. Jean took it hesitantly. He took deep breaths and tried not to let the pain show in his voice. "Hey."

"Jean. Are you-" Renee interrupted herself and sighed. He could hear in her voice that she was trying to stay calm. The way she said his name made his heart shatter into little pieces. "You wanted me to call you." Jean nodded slightly and looked at Rico. "I... I'm sorry... Natalie." It was a poor attempt to keep her identity secret. Of course, if Rico really wanted to, he could find out who she was in no time. Of course, he couldn't allow that, and at the same time, he couldn't provoke Rico any further.

"That video that-, " He immediately cut her off. "It was a joke. Not real. I'm fine. I lost a bet... I hope I didn't scare you too much." His voice became lighter, and he now sounded worried. Renee took the hint immediately. "No, no. Everything's fine. I'm glad you're okay." He could practically feel her fake smile. As if everyone involved didn't know what was going on. The whole conversation was absurd, but Rico was testing him. "Natalie... I have to concentrate on my team and the next games. I don't think I will have that much time." It took a few seconds for the answer to come. "Okay." And with that, he hung up. He looked at his phone again. He was relieved that Rico had already deleted the video. Renee would still have it, but it was no use. Only he was visible on the video, and he could never say anything against Rico. He pocketed his phone and looked at him. "Natalie?" Jean nodded. "A girl who gave me her number after the last game." This time, the lie came automatically. "Just a way to pass the time." he added. Rico looked at him amused. "It seems like you have too much time. We need to change that."

"I'm sorry. I will take the training more seriously. I just got distracted. I'm sorry." He hated his pleading voice. Rico isn't interested in her, that's all Jean thought and he was relieved for that. He just wants to have Jean under control. The world was spinning and his body was vibrating. He put all his strength into standing upright so he could collapse later.

#all for the game #the foxes #the foxhole court #the kings men #the raven king #aftg #fanfic #jean/renee #jean moreau #renee walker #nora sakavic #the sunshine court

[munv]

𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗜 𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡 𝗔 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘?

guess who just made a blue lock book on wattpad. ME!! A/N: regarding the hip hop event it will be a bit later than expected but it is still sure to come!

𝗧𝗵𝗲 sound of screeching invaded your ears for the past minute, and riko was stuck to your side like glue. Everyone was worried, I mean, who wouldn't be? Not only did gojo get stabbed but considering how that man figured out how to enter jujutsu high's barrier it was already a major red flag. 

There was a ding and you all exited the elevator once the entrance came into view. hand in hand with riko you could feel just how jittery she really was about it. Without thinking, as if, on instinct, you gave her a comforting squeeze, and she held tighter in response. "riko-sama, y/n-sama" you both turned around. "this is as far as I go" she bowed. "please.." she stood upright. "please.." tears were in her eyes with a trembling lip. Riko looked over to you and you nodded in response, letting go of her hand and allowing her to hug kuroi for the last time. "kuroi..I love you..I have..and always will!" she cried. 

Geto looked at you with a frown and put a comforting hand on your shoulder, you put your very own on his hand and held on to it. 

The only sound that was present was the sound of your footsteps. Every step you took, was one closer to swallowing you whole with guilt. Walking through the light at the end of the hallway, the three of you were in awe. 

"so this is.." 

"we're in tengen-sama's territory now.." he continued. "this is the foundation of the main keys. Along with the main hall of the tomb of the star." Riko held on to you even tighter, afraid if she let go you would disappear. While geto was talking, her eyes landed on you. 'such pretty eyes', she thought. A shame it would be her last time seeing them. "Tengen-sama will protect you until the assimilation." he continued "that or.."

You turned to look at him, 'or?..' 

"we can turn back around and go home." 

Your eyes widened, and you could see the spark in riko's eyes come back in an instant. You both looked at him as if he was the most interesting thing in the world. "our teacher told us about this mission, but he mentioned it as "erasing". The black-haired male continued to look forward. "He was trying to tell us just how heavy of a sin that was, he could but a muscle head but he does things in a roundabout way." You let out a light chuckle at this. "he's right, yaga-san is a softie at heart." you smiled. 

"We already talked it over before we met you" he smiled turning to you both. 

You three were walking down the path on your way to the apartment riko was with you leading. The scene of greenery surrounded you and the wind was slightly moving your hair in your face. The sound of gojo playing with change invaded your ears. He cut off the silence with a question. 

"what if the brat refuses to assimilate?" You turned to him "then..the assimilations off!" you emphasized with your hands in an explosion-like manner. Gojo brightened at your silliness. "right!" he quickly put you in a playful headlock. "hey! let go of me you BASTARD!" you wiggled around in his hold in an attempt to get him off. 

Geto laughed a bit at your antics, "are you two really sure about that?" he put his hands back into his pocket. 

"huh?" he continued "it might mean fighting tegen-sama, you know." 

you managed to get out of the headlock gojo put you in and jump on his back in retaliation "what, you two scared?" 

"It'll be fine, since we're the strongest." he gave you two a small smile 

He held out his hand as riko teared up, you wiped a bit of her tears for her in a comforting manner "we'll guarantee your future riko, take his hand." you upheld both of her hands with your own and clasped them together. "together"

"let's all be happy riko" she looked up at you, the same sibling that worked hard every day to make sure she was fed and safe. The same one that always held her hand in fear of danger. The only one she truly made a promise with, to stay side by side until the end. 

"I..I really want to go to all kinds of places with everyone!" she admitted 

this was wrong

"I want to see a bunch of things! to eat different foods, all of it!"

something was amiss, that hungry gaze was watching you again, somewhere you could feel it

"honestly.." she lowered her head 

whatever it was, it was close, something reeked of blood 

"I want more time to be with everyone longer!"

footesteps

You turned around to the way you three just entered,

"I really love everyone!"

He held out his hand for her to take, "let's go home

protect her.

riko-chan."

"RIKO-" a gunshot..it was a gunshot all along.

You quickly fell to the floor and your vision turned blurry, and lightheaded. What just happened?

YOU. were the target, all along.

Everything happened so fast, yet your body had come to accept the fact that you were dying in an instant. The constant ringing and yelling of your name was a reminder of the harsh reality you've been subjected to. 

" AME-" "ear- me?" You could only slowly make out the sounds before drifting off into a complete slumber. It felt as if your body was floating without any consequences, you were at peace. 

Once you opened your eyes you were in a field of flowers, the only sound was the wind blowing and the grass rustling; a small tug came at your white dress and you were forced to look down, only to see a small child. They looked no older than 5. "where am I?" 

She only looked at you before responding with a cheery soft smile, "a domain!" She reached up for you which you concluded could only mean she wanted to be picked up. Giving in to her wishes you picked her up from her waist and sat her snuggly in your arms before sitting down with her on your lap. "a domain? aren't I.." you hesitated on mentioning the presence of death in front of a child who seemed so innocent. That's when you realized the child had the same features as you, just golden like eyes. 

She noticed you glancing over her figure before answering "I'm you! just..hm.." she put her finger up and held a thinking position in your lap before facing you "just the better version!" 

You sweatdropped at her antics, "well..that's one way to certainly put it.." with a sigh 

'this is sure one hell of an afterlife.'

It all happened in slow motion, suguru's face slowly morphed into one of shock and horror. Riko slowly turned to look and crouched down, turning your body around she watched as the life faded from your eyes. "Y/N...?" she questioned. "hey, wake up.." her hands shakily went to caress your face, 

blood was everywhere, it was your blood 

He was speechless, you were on the floor. Lifeless.

"gah, Job's done." he walked out from the shadows as his footsteps echoed into the empty halls. He approached the duo with a smile. "you're free to go now. The girl can stay, we still have unfinished business." Suguru shakily turned around with wide eyes, his mind was racing miles per second. 'why is he here?' 'what happened to satoru' 'what did you have to do with this?' 

"huh?" he feigned ignorance. "why?" he tapped his head. "oh, so that's what you mean". He paused as his face turned into a mocking smirk. "Because I killed Gojo Satoru".

A black crack appeared behind Suguru and out came two curses upon command. "is that so?" 

"Die." 

'How pretty..' was the pink-haired colored woman's first thought. Even when you were deceased you were simply ethereal in your own way. "are you done?" Toji had been standing for the past few minutes in the middle of the room with an unconscious Riko on his shoulder, he put his finger in his nose picking it boredly. 

"Don't do such an unseemly thing in front of y/n-sama, your mere presence is unsightly you insect." She spoke with her back turned. "tsk, you have the money right?" 

"of course, and ah- give the girl to the guards on your way out. Hand her over with care. y/n-sama wouldn't like it if it wasn't intact." She caressed your face with sudden gentleness before turning around to look at Toji. "The money is in that envelope" Suddenly a butler came into the room as if on cue, with a silver platter which had an envelope on it. He bowed while offering it to the older Fushiguro. "take it and leave you pesky zenin. I have no use for you anymore after this exchange." 

A tick mark appeared on his temple, "it's 'fushiguro' you old witch." He tsked before taking the envelope, "nice doing business with you." he offered the possibly older woman a smirk before walking off. 

Geto knew he needed to get over himself, yet, how was he supposed to do such a thing when he watched helplessly as your once full-of-life body had fallen to the ground in such a dreadful way? He felt as if cold waves were washing over him in an instant; and even when he fought toji with the idea of maybe saying riko he still failed.

He failed his best friend 

He failed his one job as a sorcerer 

and worst of all, he failed you.

It was about after his shower that he really started to digest everything that had happened, using the towel he had freshly taken out the bathroom he absentmindedly dried his hair. 

'pop' Is when you pushed Riko out of the way, and within the split second he could of saved you he didn't.

'Thud' That was the sound your body made when it collided with the floor 

'Red'. The color that pooled out from your body.

'Lifeless' Is how he would describe your eyes in the split second it lost its usual shine. Before he turned to look at your killer. 

And lastly, 'cold' is what Riko felt when she touched your hands begging for you to get up. The usual warmth she would get from you was gone, and so were you in your own right. He let out a shaky sight before hesitantly putting up his hands. He felt filthy. He felt disgusted, not with what he was, but himself. 

Not to mention that man. The man who robbed both you and your sister of the future that was ahead, and pummeled him alongside his best friend. Once his hands were in his view he turned them into a fist before stretching them out again. With those sam hands he could have protected you, but he didn't. He couldn't. He was weak.

His thoughts departed all at once when he heard a gentle knock at the door. Something within Suguru snapped and he rushed to open it only to see Gojo behind it. "Hey," his voice wasn't as boisterous as it normally would. 'Looks like it really got him too.' 

"Hey." He responded. Suguru thought to himself while analyzing the situation. 'Was..Did I rush to answer it hoping it was her?' He would have let out a laugh if it wasn't for the experience he had not too long ago. "Yaga-sensei said he wanted more details on the report in person. Paper wasn't enough I guess" He attempted to crack a joke yet it still felt empty. 

Suguru wet his chapped lips and responded, "Thanks." Leaving the entrance of his door he made his way down the hallway to confront the lingering memories of the previous accident.

When Gojo looked up at his best friend, he couldn't see the same "Suguru" he respected. All he saw was a lifeless body that seemed to lose all of its will to live. Soulless eyes stared right back at him, and even although he had his six eyes, something about Suguru's new look set off alarms in his head. The white haired male stood still in the hallway as if he was on guard.

He dragged his hand from the top to the bottom of his face until he came in contact with something wet. "ah." He looked down as his vision became blurry, something welled up in his eyes and dropped down to the floor. Water? no, tears. The Satoru Gojo was crying for the first time in his life. Is this what grief felt like? His breath hitched and he started hiccupping, crumbling to the floor he curled up in front of Geto's now closed door and hurried his face in his arms in a sitting position. 

Silently, he cried for the first time.

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[irlrikomoriyama]

Riko ship meta I could not spam the other day bc tumblr had stroke!

Riko/Renee Rinee

Renee would be first and only ever woman Riko is interested in, their relationship starts slow held back by Riko's inability to feel at ease in fox tower and distrust towards himself

Everyone labels the relationships as Renee taking in a pet project to fix while Riko is hungry for any sort of attention, only Kevin and Andrew see that it's beginning of something serious (if Riko will allow it to be) , because Andrew knows Renee and Kevin knows Riko

Renee can not cook meanwhile Riko's arm is broken and so he gets to teach her how to not fuck up pan cakes

Renee enjoys sparring with Riko, due to her past experience she does not feel comfortable with stronger men, knowing Rikos fighting style and knowing well that she could with with him in a fight calms down her anxieties, Riko is excellent boxer but when it comes to real fighting he has no chance against her.

in future when she's more comfortable and trusting of him she will teach him to better defend himself

She sees him as doberman with cropped tail and ears, going through life not understanding he had been mutilated.

Riko is not prepared for Renee to finish collage much sooner than he would the separation is extremely hard on him

Girl and boy, Riko is stay at home boywife, Renee plays exy for few seasons before retiring to enjoy home life. (i have way too many different head cannons about Riko's parenting and his issues with parenting sent asks])

Riko/Kevin

they are soulmates they are always together no matter of au or story progression they always love each other in some way

Kevin dislikes seeing Riko move on and work on getting better, he is scared that there will be no place for Kevin beside new "fixed" Riko

Kevin is scared of future, and tends to romanticize their time at the nest finding comfort in time where he was the centre of Rikos universe

Riko is the one to drag Kevin to start therapy - they have group sessions

Riko gets king chess piece tattooed on ring finger , Kevin gets a cown

Size kink 100%, Riko does not realise Kevin likes how much shorter Riko is

Riko/Jean

very unhealthy but stabilizing with time reltionship

Riko seeks punishment for bad things he committed , and Jean is comfortable to provide them

Jean takes dominant role between the two Riko willingly gives everything away to him, he's too scared to be left alone

Jean knows broken bones hurt, but the tender pain of emotional distress is unmatched , he will make Riko taste both

Jean does not feel any pity for Riko, Riko does not want any pity

but after some times passes hurting is not as relieving any more and its time to care

Riko/Jeremy

Jeremy is one of not many people Riko is actually afraid (of course he is drawn to him)

Jeremy is son of politician and in the know about Moriyamas activities

Jeremy likes teasing Riko about his poor social status [being just moriyama family commodity rather than actual part of the power]

Riko entertains him mainly hoping the relationship might be useful for him in future

Riko/Nathaniel

Nathaniel is little sadist he got it after his daddy, he loves using Riko as his canvas for cuts and scarification, most days he spends time modifying Rikos skin or tending to old cuts

Riko can't deny things to Nathaniel

Riko/Nicky

Nicky is very active and always looking for partners whatever or not on the list or with Erik's approval

Riko enjoys teasing him

They really are not together, it's just a lot of teasing and Nicky wanting to get laid and everyone around making it into meme

Riko/Jack -Jack wants to be to Riko what Riko was to Kevin in nest

Riko/Andrew

andrew is one of people who are very honest towards riko [openly tell him to fuck off] riko takes comfort in someone who is not trying to be nice/pity full towards him, he needs people to hold him accountable for things he done

riko learn to play the game by andrews rules not even interacting with andrew but seeing the way andrew interact with everyone, any time someone makes mistake riko sees? he uses it as occasion to never make this mistake himself

andrew is not amused, not mad either, there is some pleasure in knowing that someone is tailoring their personality to match all of his needs

andrew is the only person able to handle riko physically and set hard boundaries with him

after all the training he put into this dog he refuses to let anyone else have it

Wymack/Riko

daddy issues

kevins daddy

authority and praise

I'm insane about them

Aaron/Riko

aaron is cute smart and pretty and likes being told so, he also looks extremely good next to renee so that's perfect ot3

Size kink now Riko understands why Kevin thought him being short is hot

Riko/Ravens

Ravens love riko and idolize him

they see riko as one of them , left behind abandoned good only for one thing- exy

the difference is unlike them riko does not realise this

thanks to that he can do something they can not - dream

and they love being close to that dream

Riko/Seth

seth befriends riko to piss off other foxes

seth dates riko to piss of kevin day

seth has many siblings his big brother sense are tingling and riko loves the attention

they are fucking assholes idiots and troublemakers

weed and alcohol

Riko/Allison

that is planned for badger in fox den I have no clue yet how this will work but I have warm feelings

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[midnightshade]

Geto Suguru's Downfall and the True Scope of His Plans

I've noticed a lot of misconceptions surrounding Geto as a character, specifically considering his goals. I've seen some people say his plans weren't very well thought out, but I couldn't disagree more!

Geto's plans were a little more refined than just, "kill everyone," and we even see evidence later on in the series that shows his plans were a lot more refined than people give him credit for.

Before I begin, as always I'd like to provide a disclaimer. This is a discussion on Geto's plans and the depth and thought behind them. This is not a defense of his plans.

Let's begin with a recap of Geto's downfall and what led him to his current beliefs up until his death.

Geto originally believed that the strong existed to protect the weak. He clung to those ideals so resolutely that when he came face to face with the ugliness and unfairness of the system he was working within, it broke him.

Riko's death was the catalyst that sent Geto spiraling. He was one of the Strongest and yet he couldn't even protect a scared girl right in front of him. Haibara's death broke him further, as his Junior had given him some hope: to keep doing what he could because it was something he could do, only for him to die tragically on a mission.

Finally, Geto snapped when he saw Mimiko and Nanako in a cage, beaten and sentenced to death by ignorant, hateful humans.

Geto wasn't born evil. He was struggling and desperately clinging to his ideals in a system that saw him and other sorcerers as fodder. He was right to break away from the system and right to call out the ugliness of humanity. By all accounts, shaman are an oppressed minority and humans are the oppressors.

Minorities are well within their right to be angry at their oppressors, but Geto's mistake was turning to genocide and hatred rather than finding other methods of changing the system.

So, what exactly was Geto's plan? Kill all non-shaman, yes, but it's a little more refined than that.

If you look back at his conversation with Yuki, you see that she mentioned how a mass cull might force the survivors to develop Cursed Energy, much like how birds developed wings. Suguru took that idea and ran with it, and to his credit, it's implied to be a possible route

A good route? No, but a possible one

We learn this thanks to Kenjaku. Shoko is the first to mention a connection between the brain and the Cursed Technique, but Kenjaku later confirms this connection: the brain of a Shaman and Non-Shaman are fundamentally different, but it's possible for the latter to become the former.

Kenjaku himself does this. He used transfiguration to transform a handful of modern day people into Shaman and we see Mahito do the same with Junpei, altering his brain for Jujutsu.

It's just that, unlike Kenjaku, Geto lacked the scope required to perform a mass-evolution on the scale he likely wanted.

But why would anyone join him? Even if his plans could work, why would anyone willingly go along with it?

Simple. Shaman, as mentioned, are oppressed. While Geto's methods are cruel, it's no surprise that those who have been continuously hurt and disenfranchised would side with him. Unfortunately, Gege doesn't give us much to go on with his family, but Mimiko and Nanako are good enough examples.

They were children, only 6 years old when their parents were murdered and when they were locked up and tortured for the crime of being Shaman. Considering Nobara sees similar behavior in her own town, it's safe to assume that the Countryside (and many humans in general) have not improved with their bias towards Shaman.

The narrative is against Suguru's methods, but notice that it never says he's wrong in his core beliefs that the system is flawed. We see this with characters like Gojo and Nanami, who each react differently to similar pressures. Nanami leaves Jujutsu Society and even goes so far as to say he understands Geto and what he's doing. Gojo, meanwhile, is trying to change the system gradually from the inside. Regardless of their methods, they're in agreement: this system isn't fair and it isn't working.

Geto Suguru is considered a genius through effort, compared to a natural born genius like Gojo. His methods are cruel and very clearly wrong, but they're more thought out than people give him credit for, and there's a good reason why people follow him.

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[idletransfigurations]

Why Jujutsu Kaisen’s Deaths IS Good Writing

| | SPOILER ALERT ; my hero academia season 6, jujutsu kaisen season 2 | |

I’ve seen this brought up a lot on Twitter, the argument that Gege Akutami doesn’t know how to write and the deaths were just lazy writing. This argument stems from My Hero Academia’s Paranormal Liberation War (PLW) and Jujutsu Kaisen’s Shibuya Incident (SI) being out around the same time. This will be discussed for anime only as I’ve only watched the anime for both. Spoilers for both.

Without diving too deep into what PLW was about, I will explain only the things that are important to what I will discuss. Class A-1 has about 20 students and their teacher Shouta Aizawa, this means all 20 students along with a fellow class and other pro heroes were involved in this war against the villains while SI had Yuji Itadori alongside his classmates Nobara Kugisaki, Megumi Fushiguro, Maki Zen’in, Toge Inumaki, and Panda. With the students with Utahime Iori and the sorcerers. Akutami makes it very clear that they are not afraid of killing off characters. What made me very nervous was the fact there was an extremely high possibility for my favorite characters to die, which some did. The characters in the PLW are packed with main character armor which doesn’t make me feel much fear for them as in the end none of the fights scared me.

Satoru Gojo being sealed into the prison realm is what makes the viewer afraid, without one of the most powerful characters out it raises the stakes. Having main characters be on the chopping block is what makes writing unpredictable, a popular argument is that the writing is simply just a shock factor which I don’t agree with, While the deaths were shocking, they served some amount of purpose, for example, Junpei Yoshino who died in season 1 of Jujutsu Kaisen. Junpei served as the first of Mahito’s victims related to Yuji Itadori. An important thing to take into consideration when talking about deaths in Shonen anime is that there needs to be something at stake, something that makes you feel afraid for the characters. Whenever I see a villain on screen I feel an instant rush of fear for the characters, take the scene in episode 18 of Jujutsu Kaisen season 2 where Kento Nanami is fighting the transfigured humans at the train station. With half of his body being burnt there's a sense of fear, then Mahito appears behind him. That scene was beautifully done as we see Nanami fighting until he can’t fight anymore, the pause as relief rushes through your body until Mahito is shown then Haibara is shown. It’s a pretty realistic scene if you ignore the curses and fictional elements. Now compare that to watching the fight between Fumikage Tokoyami, Keigo Takami, and Dabi in PLW.

There wasn’t any fear considering it becomes painfully obvious that the stakes aren’t up when the ‘good guys’ are constantly given plot armor and win every fight with little to no long-term damage as Keigo’s wings work again after a while.

During the Hidden Inventory episodes with young Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, and Riko Amanai, while yes Riko’s death was very sudden at that moment, it served as a starting point for what is one of the best-written origin stories. This will be a completely different post but Riko’s death holds a long-term effect as it kickstarts the downfall of Suguru Geto from his cult to his death in Jujutsu Kaisen 0. Now compare that to the death of Jin Bubaigawara in PLW whose death only starts Himiko Toga’s mental breakdown and a realization that she and her friends could very well be next but it holds no other importance after her fight with Uraraka and Asui afterward. While I’m not trying to praise Gege Akutami as a writing God it’s important to take in the factor of death holding long-term importance in a series.

Another good example is the fight between Aoi Todo, Yuji Itadori, and Mahito. During the fight Aoi cuts off his hand after being touched by Mahito, therefore removing his ability to use boogie woogie later on in the story aside from the one he did by clapping Mahito’s hand in what could probably be in my top 5 moments in Jujutsu Kaisen. Moments like Nobara’s death hold some importance to the characters and act as motivations rather than  just something to get a gasp out of viewers. It’s easy to say that Nobara and Nanami’s deaths kickstarted the snow scene between Yuji and Mahito, showing a very new side of him. 

In conclusion, I don’t think the writing for Jujutsu Kaisen is lazy. I believe that killing off characters is something that should be seen as good rather than fully negative just because your favorite character died. If you enjoyed this then yay, if you didn’t then feel free to give me your opinion in the comments. Again, if there was anything said that wasn’t true then do let me know. Have a great day.

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